Retchas
The stink of Hobgoblin filled the night air, as a heavily scarred Dwarf ordered his companions to throw a captive into the flames. In a moment the sound of great wings was heard, and the beastial vampire dropped into the circle.North of the Capital is the anarchic realm of Retchas, domain of the Exiled Prince. Prince Valeri holds hold complete dominion over this land, with his authority undisputed. In theory, anyways. Unlike his brothers who overly concern themselves with their land, ambitions and children, Valeri does not concern himself with anything, or anyone beneath him. Due to this, the land and people are in a turbulent state as there are no laws, or those to enforce them. Rather, the sword makes the law, the mighty taking the week as slaves. This often proves to be a great risk, for the Exiled Prince hears the braggart and the fool. The wild beasts and monsters that roam the land are a far less entertaining hunt than what the would-be oppressors provide. Heavily wooded areas cover most of the land, broken only by the mountain ranges in the north, wherein Dwarfs hide the much coveted keys to the Underworld. Rumors of a Dark Goddess slumbering in a land below have reached the ear of Valeri, eager for a new, challenging foe to face. A circular camp that acts as his Capital has been cut out from the forests, surrounded by three layers of wooden palisades, hundreds of creatures impaled there. Valeri, once known as the Slayer of Tyrants, hunts those that disturb his domain, carrying his prey hundreds of feet in the air before dropping them to their deaths. Within this accursed circle deathy shadows are cast as those that seek his favor throw their offerings into the seemingly endless fires, an attempt to lure the prince back to his throne. The land is shared with the Dwarfs of the Mountain Pass, the descendants of Thordin. Although the Dwarfs hold great resentment towards the undead, they remain docile and complaint due to the many suggestions of Efram, striving to keep peace for the time being. Valeri also restrains himself, for he seeks the keys of the Underworld, and so attempts to find common ground with the stubborn race. The Dwarfs themselves are the survivars from a once Great Dwarf Hold, far to the north. They had fled from the tides of Pig Orcs under the leadership of Thordin many years prior. Accursed Dwarfs, honorable criminals and exceptionally charismatic charlatains are used as embassadors to the dead.
" A worthy offering, little Dwarf. What do the sons of Thordin desire?"
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