Where ice was once thought to be, the horde of Carnifex brisk a passage beyond the glacial threshold where boscage dense, nigh impenetrable. From the brush sprang forth the war monk, his tattered cloth hardly robing the reek. Seizing the opportunity to strike, but it was for nought, as The Lictor battered his club to its chest, the now screeching howling rat beast. A brother was swift parting the spine and silencing the thing.
An die Gewehre!
A gang of stinking things broke from the ferns, swinging bone club and axe. The carnifex spilled steaming half -beast innards to the mud. A treacherous plight, yet the carnifex held
An die Gewehre!
War cries and death moans of bled pigs in the foliage. Bludgeoned the vermin, yet greatly their numbers grew. Tired and broken down, hundreds emerged from the trees as the carnifex screamed with vengeance. The earth shook and shattered…
Radiant light! Now eclipsing the savages, came crashing bolts of electricity. A pale inhuman Adonis, an apparition like a dream, vanquishing the monsters.
“The wellspring of man, synthesized by primordial techno alchemy. Benevolent forgery of the id by powers above human comprehending. What sons, children of light have lingered beneath? Derelict entities from the forgotten realm, who once fled beneath the mountains and ice to begin a new from their abandoned plight. Now forgotten, usurped from the pages of history, these beings of space, of earth, of time, all at once uniting one”
