Library: Law and the March of the Black Queen

It was a terrible summer. I remember well the heat and heavy air that pervaded our march. But more distinctly I remember the war we were preparing to fight. There was a battle almost every day. Groups of rebels armed with little more then farm tools continued to assail us. But they could not stop us, we were an engine of destruction, cutting through everything in our path. Our Master ,Grimoor ordered us, a group of 20 Chaos Warriors to march with the Queen Zhendora towards the fabled lands of the elves. Of all the warriors in the queen's army, the Chaos warriors were the fiercest and most able. The queer thing about the army is that there were never bodies left behind us. Well not identifiable ones anyways. Our Chaos blades made sure of that... Once, I remember jumping on a rebel Giant's back and ramming "order" into his neck. Not a drop of blood hit the dusty road. It all was drawn down my blade,strengthening it. As "Order" fed, the giants body diminished. Soon I was standing amid a pile of dust and leathery parchment skin...........Continued later One day my Chaos brothers and I were ordered to storm the Fortress of Untho. King Untho was a pain in the Queen's side. It is beieved he was helping rebels, outfitting them and giving them information on our army. He had to be destroted... The initial attack went perfectly. In a couple of minutes I had slain a sprite and three cyclops's, their souls being drained into "Order" and urging me tto kill again. I watched in horror however as Brother Nyrorr was barraged by a gauntlet of acid arrows sent by a rebel Thrikhren Wizard named Thanehand. I jumped to the wizard, hoping to honor Nyrorr by absorbing this rebel's soul. I prepared my attack. I mentally stoked the hunger within my blade. I could feel it's chaotic force urging me to plunge it into this wizards heart. When I could not hold it any longer I relased my mental hold... ........BLOODLUST!!! I screamed and drove it towards the wizard. The wizard thanehand never even flinched. He scattered a handful of dust towards my onrushing form and said in that clicking voice of his..." Begone Minion of Chaos" The fogs of magic enveloped me. But before I was transported to who knows where I had the satisfaction of seeing "Order" rip through the fragile robes of the wizard. My blurring vision had just enough time to see his form shrink and decay as my Blade fed. Then everything went black. I woke up on a beach. The sun was beating down on me and my armour was growing very HOT. But worse was the voice in my head. "Order" was HUNGRY. My senses reeled from it's mental barrage! I was able to learn from my sentient blade that we had been on this beach for over a day! No wonder "Order" was hungry for blood! I rose to my feet unsteadily. Looking around I saw a distat but unmistakable sign of where I was. Down a long trail into a deep valley I spotted a flowing vortex of power. Near it I could barely make out a black figure near the vortex. I couldn't make out his face but I knew who it was. The CHAOS Lord! The scourge of Daen-Dalar! It was my master Grimoor. I started to move towards my master and the strange vortex at a run. It wouldn't do to make Him wait... But in a flash of chaos magic I was there. Grimoor lowered his glowing hand and regarded me with that stone cold face that I had feared since I joined the brotherhood. I figured I was to be punished for allowing a wizard to get the best of me and to leave Nyrorr's death un-revenged. The fact that I was powerless to prevent either was of no consequense. I knew that since I was an acolyte. But then Grimoor spoke, and what he said was worse then any death he could of given me. " Law...You are to go on a quest in my name...you will travel to a new land by way of this vortex. There you will kill in my name. But most importantly you will retrieve an artifact I have hidden there long ago. There is a floating island in that realm. On it is a heavily guarded fortress of....goodness...In that fortress is a ring. This ring contains a strong essence of chaos. But that isn't the most important thing about it. Also contained in the ring is a power that I believe I can use to make our Blades even more powerful! Find me this ring. It is Known as the Ring of Uncreation! Now Law....hold up your blade. Not wanting to displease my master, I obeyed. I raised "Order", it's emerald length absorbing the light around it. Then Grimoor raised his blade...the legendary "Blight". The blades touched. "Order" and I were overwhelmed by the power coursing through us from the Master Blade. When I gained my senses I felt a strength i had never had before. Also I knew exactly the location of the Ring of Uncreation. I knew the defenses guarding it, and especially the assigned guardian, A huge Crystal Golem........When I looked up Grimoor was doing something I had never seen him do before. He was smiling! Without a word he pointed at the whirling vortex. Without hesitating I jumped into the magic door....The sound of Grimoor's laughter haunting my soul. .......Now I reside here...I am still determined to complete my quest, but I am not strong enough yet. I have recently found that Grimoor has finally travelled to this realm as well. It turns out that the Black Queen back home has grown too powerful. She became a minor God and shattered our world. Grimoor insists I finish my quest, as he is busy rebuilding our former glory. And so I wait. This realm is nothing. It will soon be conquered by Chaos. Or not...that is how Chaos works.

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Library: Law and the March of the Black Queen