The Burning Legion
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Several days had passed since a great bolt had torn itself through the skies above the Blasted Lands; nestled deep in the heart of Deadwind Pass gathered a large mass deep beneath the earth meeting in secret… Having answered the Calling of the glyphs….
A large assembly stood gathered deep in the cavernous shadows, at the head of the gathering upon a stone worked platform adorned with various demonic sigils stood a tall Elf wearing lush crimson and golden weave robes, a grand gesture of his hand welcomed all those gathered, “Welcome Brothers and Sisters in fire, we gather here in service to our great Legion!” He shouted holding up a fist, “I Elrohir Seregon have gathered you here to ser-…” His voice was cut short by a snarling growl that came from deep within the shadows behind him. A startled look graced his face, “Master?...” He called to the darkness turning around seemingly caught off guard. There answered a thunderous voice, "Enough!... I’ve heard enough of your quibbling you mortal wretch!” A second snarl and clacking of fangs echoed through the cavern as the massive shadow surged forward slightly then back again with laughter as Elrohir recoiled in fear, “I was just greeting our guests my Lord.” He bowed to the voice.
The Cavern shook with fury, “I know what you were doing Elf!... Do you think me stupid?!” Several rocks fell forcing the crowd of hooded figures to move slightly to avoid death, Elrohir answered quickly, “Never my Lord!” A large exhale came from the blackness as the voice answered, “Then let us welcome them properly… Welcome! To the Legion… This wretch before you has failed us countless times, do not make his pathetic mistakes.”
Elrohir balled his fists in anger as the voice continued, “I have waited too long to bring the fight back to Azeroth! Slaughter will reign! Souls shall be reaped!” The shadow surged to the left much like a shark circles in water, “And this pathetic excuse for a Fel Sworn… SHALL BE MY FIRST!”
A howl of rage leapt from the darkness as a violent explosion of Fel Fire engulfed Elrohir’s body, the Elf twisted and screamed in agony as his robes were turned to ash, his flesh popped and boiled before slowly slipping from their bones before finally bursting in a sudden plume of greenish black fire… Leaving behind only ash and cinders….. The voice strode from the darkness with thundering footsteps revealing itself to the assembly…. “The Legion only has one way!…. Beat or be beaten!”
IC:
“The Burning Legion, also known as the "Great Burning Shadow", the Legion of the Lower Planes, or simply The Legion, is a vast, innumerable army of demons, infernals, and corrupted races who seek to destroy any trace of order in the universe.” –wowiki-
“The Legion's mission in theory is to undo the works of the titans and restore the universe back to its original, chaotic and disorganized state. In practice, the Legion scours all life from the worlds it invades; they are cursed to roam the greater realms forever, consuming the primal energies of magic to survive.” –wowiki-
Through conflict The Legion will purge the life from Azeroth like a brush fire races through the forest. We shall begin with those of greatest power, tear their world asunder and watch them run in horror before we slaughter their families and kin. From their flesh we shall forge our armor, from their bones our weapons…. “Beat or be beaten!... This is the way of the Legion!” - Brutallus the pit lord-
Grukog “The Bloody” a Pit Lord in the Burning Legion once banished by the Alliance has been once again loosed upon Azeroth, over the past weeks The Calling has gone out to all those loyal to the Legion for now is their time to serve. Lord Elrohir Seregon gathered what souls were needed to pierce the veil and bring Grukog back from banishment. Once Grukog was raised he slew Elrohir for his pathetic failures in the past. Now the Pit Lord begins to gather those soldiers loyal to the Legion for the coming war that he is set to wage against the Heroes of Azeroth, teamed with Demonic forces and Mortal alike the stage is set for a blood soaked slaughter fest as the Legion will once again carve it’s vile legacy across the face of Azeroth!
The Legion is open to all avenues of soul reaping, artifact finding, and death dealing, and all the plotting that your dastardly little minds can think up! So feel free too!
OOC:
Now CoTh….
You cried out for Villains…. You cried out for RP…. Prepare yourselves Heroes….
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Without further delay… I give you… The Burning Legion, Whisper Grukog for Info! And or Invites!
(All Server Rules Apply)
![[Image: March_of_the_Legion.jpg]](http://i314.photobucket.com/albums/ll418/loreguild_album/March_of_the_Legion.jpg)
Several days had passed since a great bolt had torn itself through the skies above the Blasted Lands; nestled deep in the heart of Deadwind Pass gathered a large mass deep beneath the earth meeting in secret… Having answered the Calling of the glyphs….
A large assembly stood gathered deep in the cavernous shadows, at the head of the gathering upon a stone worked platform adorned with various demonic sigils stood a tall Elf wearing lush crimson and golden weave robes, a grand gesture of his hand welcomed all those gathered, “Welcome Brothers and Sisters in fire, we gather here in service to our great Legion!” He shouted holding up a fist, “I Elrohir Seregon have gathered you here to ser-…” His voice was cut short by a snarling growl that came from deep within the shadows behind him. A startled look graced his face, “Master?...” He called to the darkness turning around seemingly caught off guard. There answered a thunderous voice, "Enough!... I’ve heard enough of your quibbling you mortal wretch!” A second snarl and clacking of fangs echoed through the cavern as the massive shadow surged forward slightly then back again with laughter as Elrohir recoiled in fear, “I was just greeting our guests my Lord.” He bowed to the voice.
The Cavern shook with fury, “I know what you were doing Elf!... Do you think me stupid?!” Several rocks fell forcing the crowd of hooded figures to move slightly to avoid death, Elrohir answered quickly, “Never my Lord!” A large exhale came from the blackness as the voice answered, “Then let us welcome them properly… Welcome! To the Legion… This wretch before you has failed us countless times, do not make his pathetic mistakes.”
Elrohir balled his fists in anger as the voice continued, “I have waited too long to bring the fight back to Azeroth! Slaughter will reign! Souls shall be reaped!” The shadow surged to the left much like a shark circles in water, “And this pathetic excuse for a Fel Sworn… SHALL BE MY FIRST!”
A howl of rage leapt from the darkness as a violent explosion of Fel Fire engulfed Elrohir’s body, the Elf twisted and screamed in agony as his robes were turned to ash, his flesh popped and boiled before slowly slipping from their bones before finally bursting in a sudden plume of greenish black fire… Leaving behind only ash and cinders….. The voice strode from the darkness with thundering footsteps revealing itself to the assembly…. “The Legion only has one way!…. Beat or be beaten!”
Spoiler:
IC:
“The Burning Legion, also known as the "Great Burning Shadow", the Legion of the Lower Planes, or simply The Legion, is a vast, innumerable army of demons, infernals, and corrupted races who seek to destroy any trace of order in the universe.” –wowiki-
“The Legion's mission in theory is to undo the works of the titans and restore the universe back to its original, chaotic and disorganized state. In practice, the Legion scours all life from the worlds it invades; they are cursed to roam the greater realms forever, consuming the primal energies of magic to survive.” –wowiki-
Through conflict The Legion will purge the life from Azeroth like a brush fire races through the forest. We shall begin with those of greatest power, tear their world asunder and watch them run in horror before we slaughter their families and kin. From their flesh we shall forge our armor, from their bones our weapons…. “Beat or be beaten!... This is the way of the Legion!” - Brutallus the pit lord-
Grukog “The Bloody” a Pit Lord in the Burning Legion once banished by the Alliance has been once again loosed upon Azeroth, over the past weeks The Calling has gone out to all those loyal to the Legion for now is their time to serve. Lord Elrohir Seregon gathered what souls were needed to pierce the veil and bring Grukog back from banishment. Once Grukog was raised he slew Elrohir for his pathetic failures in the past. Now the Pit Lord begins to gather those soldiers loyal to the Legion for the coming war that he is set to wage against the Heroes of Azeroth, teamed with Demonic forces and Mortal alike the stage is set for a blood soaked slaughter fest as the Legion will once again carve it’s vile legacy across the face of Azeroth!
The Legion is open to all avenues of soul reaping, artifact finding, and death dealing, and all the plotting that your dastardly little minds can think up! So feel free too!
OOC:
Spoiler:
Now CoTh….
You cried out for Villains…. You cried out for RP…. Prepare yourselves Heroes….
![[Image: BurningCrusadesStart-up.jpg]](http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu296/JaneArtemis/Marvel%20Comics/BurningCrusadesStart-up.jpg)
Without further delay… I give you… The Burning Legion, Whisper Grukog for Info! And or Invites!