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The fire licked the cold winter air and the smell of rotting flesh haunted the living, clinging to the remnants of battle. He stepped out of the arch, naked as the day he was born. Naked as the day he died. His skin was pale, and as he stepped through the valley of corpses he seemed to soak up the blood of the dead. Muttering words with a snake like tongue, tasting the essence of victory. A figure scurried to him, never looking the Monster in his eyes. "Master" the greened skin follower spoke hesitantly. "The battle has been won." The monster looked down at his follower, peasants they all were. Pawns on a chest board much greater than their puny minded skulls could handle. He grinned sadistically, gripping the small orc by it's neck, cutting off the followers air and suffocating him to death. He growled and looked to the others who stepped back in fear. "I am SAMAEL!" and with an uproar of fear, his followers cheered his name.




They spread their wings wide and took flight. Messengers of Noregate Pass, the eagles flew to deliver a warning. Sameal had returned. The warning bell rang as they reached the home stretch. She raced to the landing of the city's hall as the eagles touched down. Lady Marigold, the keeper of the pass, a sorceress by blood had been dreading this day. She had known for sometime that evil was brewing in the west world. She had seen it in her dreams. Followed by an armed guard she made her way to the large beasts. "Tall nalgalith Malcolm" she spoke in the old tongue, bowing her head. All together there were five Eagles. Lead by the king Malcolm. As he stepped forward his armored talons clanged against the stone ground. Malcolm bowed his head to her and closed the distance between them. He stood 7ft, and lowered his head. Lady Marigold raised her hand and placed in on the side of his face, connecting their thoughts. "It's been a long time my old friend. Tell me my dreams are not true" Her voice was soft where Malcolm was deep and elder like. "I am afraid my lady that Sameal has returned." Lady Marigold took her hand away and in shock placed it over her mouth. She became weak in the knees and two guards rushed to her side to steady her. Marigold took a deep breath. "We must call a gathering." She stood on her own and turned to her most trusted guard. "Send a messenger to castle Araluen. King Duncan will need to hear of this news." The guard nodded and went to turn, Lady Marigold stopped him."With hast Jurgen." The Guard nodded and left in a slow run. Marigold then turned back to Malcolm and bowed once more. "Tall nalgalith Malcolm" this was used as a greeting and farewell, and as Malcolm bowed once more he then took flight, followed by the others.

Will have a better one soon, this was just a quick sketch up hence the lined paper.