An air elemental descends, carrying a scroll in its vortex..
Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 1:50 am
Hail to the Grim,
I am Osiceca Cloudhoof, once of Camp Taurajo and now a wanderer in a barren land. Tales of your might are whispered on the winds, seen in the ripples of the water, and may be heard in the crackling of my fire. I would join my strength with yours to wreak vengeance upon these pale-skinned humans and their "Alliance." Should you wish accept my offer, simply whisper "for Taurajo," and my messenger shall manifest and bear your reply to me.
Blood and Thunder,
Osiceca
I am Osiceca Cloudhoof, once of Camp Taurajo and now a wanderer in a barren land. Tales of your might are whispered on the winds, seen in the ripples of the water, and may be heard in the crackling of my fire. I would join my strength with yours to wreak vengeance upon these pale-skinned humans and their "Alliance." Should you wish accept my offer, simply whisper "for Taurajo," and my messenger shall manifest and bear your reply to me.
Blood and Thunder,
Osiceca