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 Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 2:40 pm
The city of Ivon'Gore is the symbol of Goblin achievement. A city built by it's past king Woshire Na'dagg, this land was soon covered with towers and smith ladders (a form of building where molten metal is poured from the top floor, and as it passes through each floor an item is eventually formed by the time it reaches the bottom.) The Gothic style buildings seemed to tower over it's residents of such short stature, but the buildings reach still to the sky, as if to poke at the bottoms of a deity's feet.
Laws
1. "Betray your goblin kin not, for they are all that you truly have" - King Woshire
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 2:36 am
• Zanza Dambala • ± : . : ± : •°o.O O.o°• : ± : . : ± ((Enter)) Upon arriving at Goblins Helm front gate, Zanza stood on the outskirts of once property of King Na'dagg, she raised her cowl higher till the bottom of her eyes were covered. A sand storm was going to approach soon, the wind was harsh and cold, as well as painful as sand blew about. With her natural speed she walked to the front gates to enter the fortress. In side held many places, but further to the back was the castle she would soon own.......soon. When she was close enough two hob goblins stood tall and defiant ready to attack, but once they saw her tall height and skin of color they knew she was Zanza of the Amani within Zul'Aman, their new shaman. The bowed their heads low knowing of the myth, to dare look upon the eyes of higher rank where as some, royalty, your eyes would be plucked. Zanza bowed her head in return and pulled out some prayer black beads, raising it over each of their heads. "A man with a beast inside will be coming shortly if not at all...You will treat him with respect...."She said in her soothing yet cruel tone of voice. With sweat in their thick brows they both nodded. They finally opened the gates and allowed her entry. Once inside, Zanza could see the large black bridge of Woshire Nadagg with the towers ahead, leading into the court yard then the black market to which further back is the residence where Troll's and Goblin kin live. And finally at the end lies the castle.... For the mean time, all she had to do was go to the courtyard and await for the beast. Surely he could find his way....should he choose to arrive that is. Otherwise, it would be a good time to restock and reconnect with some form of tribe that hasn't lost their way...not entirely ± : . : ± : •°o.O O.o°• : ± : . : ±
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 1:02 pm
The sun had made its way across the sky faster than Daucus could travel. Though it seemed that the fates were on his side as he managed to make it to the gates sometime in the evening. Puffs of air passed his lips as he let out short pants, having almost ran the entire way here. His map was long lost and was almost afraid he would never find the place. But after many hours of searching he did it, and as much as he would love to let out a victory cheer, his lack of breath prevented him from doing much. "God, old man. You're getting old." He wheezed while taking in several gulps of air until his breathing eventually went back to normal.
Daucus straightened his back and trudged towards the Goblin Helm's gate. There were two of the largest goblins he had ever set eyes on staring at him intently. "Uh...a troll woman summoned me here. I'm the uh...man with a beast inside...."He said, almost muttering the last part. A series of grunts were exchanged between the two before they shuffled to the side to let him past. "Thank you kindly...."Daucus dipped his head in a bow before walking further into the place.
He stopped a little aways from the gate and merely looked around. What was he supposed to do next? He was sure the woman didn't give him directions on where to meet. So there was nothing for him to do but stand around looking lost.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 1:02 am
• Zanza Dambala •± : . : ± : •°o.O O.o°• : ± : . : ± While having to wait in the court yard, the woman had already set the ritual up, forming a sigil within her sacred circle where she would perform the right of Shaman. While sitting down in the center, politely waiting for the man, Zanza held up bells with a thin unnoticeable thread connecting to different key points within the territory. The bells rang it's solemn tune before the female raised her head. "So he came." Zanza spoke in her usual calm voice before standing up, and heading in the direction her guest would be. Once near the front gate, Zanza headed over to bane and smiled under her white cowl. "So you showed up.....Come, I'll take you where the right will take place." The Troll gestured towards him before turning back to head forth to where her set up still stands. ± : . : ± : •°o.O O.o°• : ± : . : ± (sorry it's short and late, been busy wit work.)
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 12:38 pm
His ears twitched up slightly when he heard the voice of the female troll. With a nod he quietly followed the woman all while taking in the sights. It was certainly far different from the other places he had been. "Say, before we go any further with this...ritual...don't you think we should get to know each other a bit? You know...names....?"Yes, Daucus was stalling a bit, but it was only because he wasn't quite ready to meet whatever fate the woman had in store for him.
I'm Daucus. Daucus Bane. Now it's your turn." Daucus said as he walked slowly behind her.
[/God this is horrible. > . < Just having horrible writer's block]
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:38 pm
• Zanza Dambala •± : . : ± : •°o.O O.o°• : ± : . : ± Upon arriving at the destined place, the small but quaint area, Zanza began her preperation's, not completely ignoring the man, but more or less getting things ready for when he is ready. Though once the siginal was drawn, the bowl full of the sacred blood passed down from shamen to shamen. Though when he spoke of his name, introducing himself of late, she could only smirk under her cowl which still obscured her mouth. Zanza turned to face the man now, slowly walking over to him with her little dagger made of a fang from a slain creatures years ago. And held out her other hand. She needed his blood to add to the bowl before advancing to the next step. "Telling eachothers name is irrelevent, we may not see echother after this. We go our separate ways yes? Now, allow me to take a small sample of your blood, it is part of this ritual." Zanza added as she patiently waited for him to respond. If he dares try to deny her this night, she will simply have to make the sacrafice be him, and not of a bird. ± : . : ± : •°o.O O.o°• : ± : . : ± ((Sorry it's so late and crappy DX))
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 12:35 am
• Zanza Dambala •± : . : ± : •°o.O O.o°• : ± : . : ± ((TIME SKIP)) As the ritual finished, a great amount of aura was restored to her body and soul, Zanza raised her arms as she felt the strong wind guide her to see her goblin and troll kin surround her with gossip and whispers. "My People! I left with promise of a new home, a new age where we once again live in freedom and not slavery to greed or in the hands of man!" She began her speech, the crowd forming around her began to raise their fists in the air roaring with her. Hearing her people cheer for her, she continued: "I Left with vengeance in my grasp, never forgetting the day when man decided to take OUR lives OUR homeland! OUR women and child, everything." Again her kin cheered, the mass roaring with her booming voice. "And I stand before you, as a renewed Shaman....One with a Vendetta against these so called men.....these humans.... The ones who stole everything that was sacred and loved, and dear to us all.....I am here now to announce the time has come! It is time we rise up, time we face our fears, to take our stand, and take what is rightfully OURS. Our home! OUR FREEDOM!" Zanza shouted back to the roaring crowed raising her hands up as though she were a proud leader to them. In truth, she should be.. " Brothers and sisters, let us take up arms and fight!" The crowd whaled with their cheering for Zanza, chanting her name. The power she felt through their calling, their praise....it was over whelming. The female Troll then pointed towards the gates leading to the outside world. "Go now my loved ones, cross the nations and remind them why they feared the dark.....Make them suffer like we have!!" She ordered the crowed of fitted fighters and old warriors. In this act, her people charged ready, and armed for the battle that is soon to come across all nations. Her people stormed passed her as she smirked under her cowl before laughing out loud. Once the helm was almost empty, she followed behind the few that were still heading on out until she was outsider herself, standing by the gate, watching as her folk charged off into the horizon, distant roaring could be heard from them until...silence was left behind. Zanza chuckled as she decided to continue forth. "Here I come......" She said to herself before venturing forth. ((Exit)) ± : . : ± : •°o.O O.o°• : ± : . : ±
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