Grim Views

The window slammed shut once Mai’kull’s concentration failed. Khorvis stood there in panting agony, both physically and emotionally. A brief glimpse at freedom only to be snatched away without so much as a farewell; it nearly broke the old orc’s spirit. He almost despaired, back upon his hands and k...

Written by Chaoseater: Bager choked and quivered, body tensing with barely restrained laughter. He hung like a spider from the rafters of the Knight Commander’s chambers, as he had for a day a night and a day. The beads and bones of his ceremonial garb shifted lazily in any stir of breeze through t...

[[ Absolutely fascinating. I have been planning on revamping Khorvis's bio in a similar fashion - I've been organizing all the stories in a google sheet with links. This is motivation to continue with the project. ]]

Meanwhile, as the intrepid cadre prepared their ritual to pass through the veil into the Shadowlands... ... Bedraggled and breathless, Khorvis slugged his way from the underground lake with the squish and schlomp of soaked boots. The smooth cavern floor gave tenuous purchase to his slippery soles an...

By Fayleah: Vanry moved aside a bookcase to reveal hidden stairs, she looked back at the two men that had asked her to create this stone. Stormsky had asked her to aid him in the creation of a powerful artifact to open a portal to the shadow lands, then Baal’themar found her at the Ledgermain loung...

By Theira Oaksong : Theira sat on a fur rug in front of a roaring fire hoping the heat would penetrate and sooth her aching muscles. The Matron had been working on her endurance and reusing the talents of Ursoc, blood soaked the right side of her face and arm. She adjusted a bandaged over her eye a...

http://i.imgur.com/Y4A6xt6h.jpg Down the final set of stairs fled the orc. Chiseled into the very bedrock itself, the floor was slick with a musty condensation, like a glass that fogged from the breath of some rancid beast. Khorvis could hear his pursuers not too far behind, perhaps some two hundre...

Written by Storm Skychaser: Almost a week had passed since the meeting in the Cantina took place, almost a week since Rutilus and some of The Grim entrusted him with finding out how to send a group into the world of shadow… the shadowlands to rescue Khorvis, and yet Stormsky was no closer to findin...

Happy birthday, Sy!

Down the crumbling passages of the Grim Halls Khorvis ran at breakneck pace, casting occasional terrified glances over his shoulder. The wraiths still pursued, scabbering along the floors, walls, and ceilings with gnashing maws. The old orc's heart was pounding so loudly in his ears that he thought ...

"Hrmph! This place DO be queer..." Khorvis muttered as he ascended the secret stair in the High Inquisitor's office, glaring backwards at the desk receding below. The contents of the office had completely changed; no longer did the relics of his past sit above the mantle. The Lasher's desk...

Familiar corridors wound and met at all of the expected intersections. The ancient and ornate stonework bore much of the same wear that years of passing hands and brushing armor had imparted. Even the strange marble beasts cunningly wrought into the cornices by whimsical masons of yore crouched in t...

Glad to see the application. Make sure you show up for Monday's Inquisition, or Ruuki will have Gretchna sit on you.

He had done it again. In the face of danger, his strength had not been enough. It did not matter how many years that he had pushed himself, his training with all manner of weaponry. There were foes who simply laughed at his brute force and crude sticks. Another failure. Another prison. The Commander...

Khorvis dove to the side and barely dodged the wicked chain lightning that tore a hole in the air where he had been standing. The primal, crackling energy connected with one of the wraiths and forced its incorporeal form back into the Void. Scurrying underneath one of the broad oaken longtables, the...