A Bloody Scroll

[Kyoukimaru]

A scroll was placed neatly onto the desk, tied to Kyoukimaru's own butcher knife, which had been worn down to nicks and cracks. The innate energy of Fel and Void magics are strong enough for even the dumbest of orcs to have a chill run down their spine holding it. But nonetheless it was a sure sign he was actually writing... which was very much unlike him.

The letter read:
"Blood and Thunder!,
I am Kyoukiyama, avatar of Overlord Kyoukimaru! My will, forged in the flames of hellfire has been tempered in the limbo of souls that was my Overlord's very belly! I live to serve my Overlord, who in turn serves the Horde. Within the Horde, my Overlord serves The Grim. The very hand that guides my blade should be the same! I wish to become the tip of the spear! Death and Glory shall become my namesake! Let me live and die in the very name of The Grim!

Lok'tar Ogar
Kyoukiyama,"

A second letter was written in Kyoukimaru's goblin handwriting below Yama's scribbles.
"The creation I made a while ago with the souls and life force I've consumed has become grown. It has been passed by the Burning Blade as an Elite Warrior, as well as the remains of the Kor'kron Elite Training Regime. Seeing as its only will is to better serve the Horde, I figured it'd be best if I brought him as my underling. Oh... side note... He doesn't stay dead for long.. So that's a plus, right? I'll assist with all necessary functions with his enlistment. P.S.: Yama was made out of Khorvis' blood. Technically this could be considered his son.. I think maybe some family bonding could do the orc good!"

[Neevah]

It had pleased Ruuki greatly to finally see some word from what had been one of her more memorable and bloodthirsty Supplicants, and she sat down with her mug of kafa to read the notice from his underling. It was a bit challenging to read, with her turning the paper this way and that to make sure she was reading the words right, but she managed to understand the gist of the scribbling. She had just lifted the mug to her lips as her eyes drifted down to Kyoukimaru's addendum when the last few sentences made her inhale and promptly sputter kafa all over the note. Coughing, she set the mug down and wiped her mouth.

"Earthmother! He made Khorvis a son??" She shook the remaining droplets of kafa from the paper to reread that bottom portion before sitting back in her chair. After a few moments a devious grin grew on her face, and she quickly sent a reply note before going track down Lilliana.

"Kyoukiyama,

We meet at the Brawler's Guild tomorrow evening at 7 by the Goblin Clock. I want to see what you are made of. Your master has set a high bar, and I expect you to meet it.

-Inquisitor Ruuki the Reborn"