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Triarii are a particular kind of "band". They are considered Martial Industrial.

If the Emperor had a text to speech device <3

*grabs his banhammer*

Anyone have something else smart to say?

I looked out over the plains of Durotar. We were only here for a few days, afterward we would continue our journey toward Northrend. So far we'd seen all other corners of the world in my quest for the elements. We'd faced a few dae'mos on the way but usually we could slip away unnoticed. THe ones we couldn't escape from invariably died at our blades or the aid of the elements.
We were in Durotar for two reasons: Azguh needed to report in that she was extending her leave, and we both needed rest and supplies for the harshness of the north. She was now sleeping next to me, a large pack of supplies sitting near our mounts. The wait was just for an airship to arrive to bring us there.

I thought about the cryptic messages I had been following with her at my side. So far they'd led us all over, searching for sites of communal and performing rituals to appease the spirits. Things were slowly becoming clearer now, my bonds with the elements tightening and strengthening over the course of my quest.
And that was not the only bond that was tightened. A few days ago before we returned to Durotar Azguh and I finally performed the rite of mating. Spirits only know why she finally decided to accept the offer... But nothing made me happier, not even my acceptance as tribe elder.
The tribe was weighing heavy on my heart recently, not knowing how they fared.. Where any still alive? Had they fallen afoul of the Legion..? I shook my head softly. No, they would still be there. I would see them again. After my quest was completed and the elements decided I was worthy to rejoin them.

A part of me still wanted to remain away, alone with my mate in the Wilds that raised me. But my oath to the tribe was binding, and besides, unlikely as it sounds, I had friends there. Those I couldn't abandon. And perhaps, Feraleye willing, I could return to my duties as Thur'ruk.
Did I want that...? The thought came from nowhere. I thought a little harder on it. The position was ostensibly a great honor and a recognition of my ability. But it had caused me great pain as well. Was I willing to return to that, the pain, the knowledge orcs would again die in my arms as I fought to save them..?

After a while I set these thoughts aside, laying down next to Azguh.
My anchor in a cruel world. The one who now shared my life and deserved to share in that decision.
We'd talk about it later, after we returned from the frozen continent...
I closed my eyes and began trying to sleep.

You're silly. I'm the one who's supposed to be nocturnal.

Cool tat. Yeah the aftercare can be quite painful eh?

Issa Shags! Who's hot now eh? XD

BLOOD BOWL BITCHES!!!

Now that that's out of my system... Yeah. Blood bowl got re-released. Hyped!

And I'm in. Tomorrow night is my first shift. Small hotel in Amsterdam.

So, job interview today. Wish me luck!

I can't wait for the next Horus Heresy box game which should drop somewhere this month. (Curse GW and their lack of showing things before they release, makes planning anything a nightmare.)

W.t.f is nsfw about these....?

[Name:]

Name: Shagula
Alias: Shags
Rank: New Blood

Age: mid twenties
Gender: female
Race: orc
Clan: Bleeding Hollow
Class: Warrior
Alignment: Neutral Good

Family: None known
Known Friends: None known
Known Enemies: None known

Appearance:
Shagula isn't pretty. The left side of her face is a scarred mess and her left ear is missing entirely.
She's very muscular and covered in battlescars, usually dressed in heavy armour.
Another defining feature is that she's about as tall as your average orc male.

She's usually actually very happy-go-lucky for such a big intimidating beast of a female though.

Personality:
She's tough as nails and very proud. She has a soft spot for cubs and pregnant females, and can be a bit of a joker or a flirt. But in a fight she'll always rush forward and protect the others.

History:
Shags was raised by a distant father who was suffering from the after-effects of drinking the blood. After she reached adulthood she was enlisted in the Horde military in which she specialised as messenger. She performs this duty to this day, though she has been known to prefer protecting other messengers or caravans.
In this capacity she was injured and maimed many times, which resulted in a scarred face and a missing ear, among other less obvious disfigurements.

After she joined the tribe she's so far been reluctant to lay down her position as messenger, causing many long absences.

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Memorable Quotes:
Jus' get behin' me already!

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I've not even posted here? Wat...
Well, Srelok was talked about in depth during my member spotlight.

Shagula's inspiration was a mix of Red Sonja, Ellen Ripley and about any character played by Micelle Rodriguez. The ultimate warrior woman brimming with confidence and skill to back it up. After the personality was set I looked at the appearance. I wanted something that was not even close to pretty. Just fierce and brutal.
However, by then she was a bit too dark, as I wanted her to be a bit of a counterpoint to Sre's darker moods. So I had another look around the inspiration box, and remembered Adjutant Chiria from the Gaunt's Ghosts novels. She's a fierce looking woman with facial scars (sound familiar?) who's actually a very kind and gentle woman too.

So that's how I created Shags.

We miss you too. But we understand it

Cool stuff bruh! XD