Looming shadows

[Okiba]

"We Shall be that which they fear, the cold chill in their spine, the beating terror in their heart, the burning Blade of death they anticipate and cannot escape. We shall be the unseen, but forever present guardians of our people. No Warlock shall ever plan their mechenations without first considering matters regarding us" - Ronakada of the Blade

Krogon sat there, waiting. it had been nearly 3 weeks of stoic, silent vigil. and by the spirits he was hungry. He had no food left, and only enough water for another day. But to leave this spot would risk never finding them again, he had to persist.

Shadowmoon was quiet, save for the eerie thunder of the fire mountain in the far distance. Only the wind would keep Krogon company here, hidden in this crag. But the Shadow councils little hideaway was easily watched from this place. Much like an ogre mound, but with two entrances, this place may have once been a mine, or likely something more sinister.

Patience...

He told himself in his head, over and over. small caravans left the mound, and often returned some days later. he would just need to wait, and wait. Eventually like all dens of fel, a weakness would present itself.

Eventually.

[Ragaresh]

Now i remember why i love you all x_x

Awesome stories!  I haven't read any stories in ahwile, actually thinking of getting to read another book series again!