A group was moving quickly through the silent expense of the wilderness, heading north, passing the volcano. Mimring pulled his hood and looked around and pulled a strange apparatus, slowly ticking, moving it around, following the ticking toward the far north.
Following forgotten paths sliently the group reached the northern coastline.
"they should be around here, sir, the tracks are still fresh, we should be careful" one of the figures spoke "what are you scared of? Chaos elementals? They haven't been seen in years." another shadow answered. Mimring turned toward the group and motioned for silence, pointing at a close ravine, as they neared toward the rift they smelled rotting flesh and, as the peek over the edge they saw the army. "how many are there? Hundreds?" "Thousands, and growing" "let's get out of here before any elem..." "don't say it, you'll jinx us!" Mimring sighed and the group left the undeads "you know that monsters don't just appear out of nowhere when you say their name? I mean, look" Mimring spoke, after they got to a safe distance from the undeads, and shouted Chaos elemental to the surrounding nothing "you see? Nothing to worry ab..." Before he could finish his sentence however they saw one of the fabled beings "the first one to laugh will be cleaning goshima's courtyards for a month..." Mimring grumbled toward the group who was vainly trying to suppress their laughter.
Khan of Goshima, master of the order of the damned.
Subject of the Wushanko empire.
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