The orcs who became the slaves of the dark elf
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Would hate to waste a good head!
"I don't care what you think that would serve for" the Brethren Knight Cleves said in a stern tone to a bunch of disappointed orc mercenaries. "You are NOT going to take any head -or anything else- that will rot and give away our position miles away only from it's stench and the flies. I don't care if it's for a bounty, trophy, part of your culture. I don't want to see ANY head, ears, hands, fingers or anything else. Are we clear?!"
"But how are we going to get paid?!" protested an Ozcura, waving the freshly cut head of a fallen enemy.
Cleves sighed. "Just show the treasurer -Brother Dithmar- and he will keep a tally for once we are back in Castle Kreuzfeldt" the warrior-monk said. "And don't take too much loot, either" this generated a wave of protests, as it was part of their benefit. "No complains!" Cleves said. "We are deep in enemy territory, and we still have a long way to go. So we can't get overburdened. Take preference for food, because anything else we will have to carry all the way to the Demonlands and back"
There was general disappointment among the Orcpeliers -the orc mercenaries under service of the Order of the Holy Sword of Nortender-, but they understood the logic behind it.
"I don't know. I would hate to waste a good head!" said Magdalena, as she tossed the head of a vanquished enemy on a burlap sack her sister Hortence was holding.
"Hello, fellow Orcpeliers!" said another grey orc near them.
They turned around, not recognising her from the garrison of Kreuzfeldt... or any of the other Orcpelier forces that where gathered as auxiliary infantry for this deep raid into the enemy lands, to support the heavy cavalry of the Order and the mounted infantry. But she had the right sort of gear, and a hastily pinned yellow cross of Nortender on her clothes.
The third ozcura looked quite nervous... as if she had fought in the losing Dark Legion force and quickly slapped the symbol of the Order, rather than try to run or surrender -well knowing that in such a deep raid into the Demonlands, the order couldn't really spare time and manpower with prisoners.
The two sisters looked at each other, knowing well what happened. They knew the order didn't recruited on the battlefield deserters... but they where so far away from the lands of the Order, and in this battle they had already lost several of their comrades... who would tell the knights? Unlike them, they could appreciate an intelligent ozcura with an instinct for survival.
"Hello... fellow Orcpelier" the twin sisters finally said to the relief of the new recruit.
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Ещё арты с Оливией (автор написал, что она просто тёмная эльфийка, а не конкретно дроу, а ещё, что она офис-леди)
Мама Оливии - Элиссандра
Пока ещё не полный состав отряда.
Уже были Зериэль (тут) и Шарлотта (тут и тут), но без текста автора из твитов.
Зериэль - нежная (за исключением случаев, если её вывести из себя, что не рекомендуется, когда можно увидеть и дикую сторону) и дружелюбная орк(оркесса? Как правильно?) варвар. Её основным оружием является двойной топор. Является танком в пати.
Шарлотта - веселая и неуклюжая девушка рыцарь.
Аран - непринужденный тифлинг чародей (я правильно понял, что для днд так перевели sorcerer?).
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Darkoath Chieftain on Warsteed
Кocking a very on-trend off-the-shoulder fur coat – all the better to flex his pecs with – it’s the Darkoath Chieftain. An avid collector of mouldering heads, this guy is as good at fighting as he is at ignoring the smell of decaying flesh. He’s a grim reflection of the Freeguild Cavalier-Marshal, who’s clearly too puny to enter battle without both shoulders draped in armour.
The Chieftain has numerous options – he comes with three heads, plus two for his steed and a choice of sword or axe. Whatever headgear you choose, a magnificent mane of hair cascades manfully yet artfully down that rippling bare shoulder of his.Wilderfiend
The all-pervasive allure of Chaos is too strong for some Darkoath heroes to resist, and the Wilderfiend is what becomes of a powerful mortal champion whose ambitions outstripped their abilities. They earned the enmity of their dark patrons for breaking one of their oaths, and were changed forever as a result.
Each tribe is watched over by the Wilderfiends they once called kin – they are both monsters and sentinels, who must be satiated with sacrifices and trophies. Perhaps their greatest shame, however, is that their once lustrous locks have been shorn forever by the cruelties of their transfiguration.
Wilderfiends are – both literally and figuratively – beasts in combat, setting about with their flesh-tearing maw and razor-sharp claws. The miniature comes with a cavalcade of cosmetic choices, including heads, tusks, trophies, and horns. These are not friendly fellows.
Darkoath Marauders can wield spears or a variety of one-handed raider weapons, and they may be joined by a champion, musician, and icon bearer. There are five male bodies and five female, with over a dozen shields and 30 different heads to make each raiding force unique.
Horse masks are very in this season, and the Darkoath Fellriders are cantering into view with some of the finest equine accessories in all the Mortal Realms. Fellriders ditch the clunky armour of Freeguild Cavaliers, instead operating as light cavalry who soften the tribe’s enemies up with a volley or two of javelins, or charge in to finish them off with lethal broadswords.
This is a versatile kit with a variety of heads, shields, peytrals, and horsey face-masks, plus a choice of javelins or blades for the whole unit – and parts to build a champion, a musician, and an icon bearer.
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