Recent content by Koltûn

- “Alas,” - He drawled. - “not many of such caliber are left in Molthal.” - His gaze levitated lazily towards the Psuchephage once more. - “Unless you would have me fighting the King for sport?” - He shifted his head to one side and the other, seemingly extending his neck, and letting out a...

Although the fight had clearly been won, it was not fully over yet, and as he headed back to the benches, the Prince was reminded of this fact by a thundering roar to his flank. With a swift turn of his heels, Koltûn repositioned just in time to parry a strike from the first troll - the one...

At that moment, one of the hyena riders seemed to notice them. The orc urged its uncanny mount towards the two newcomers, though, given the unevenly crescent pace the hyena took as it headed towards them, it seemed as though the soldier seemed to lack a firm grasp over the beast. He did manage...

- "We all do as the King wishes." - He replied dryly. - "Though you’ll find that there’s more to Molthal than just slums and pits." - With their extended stride, the two of them would make it through the Outer Town of Molthal rather quickly. Swiftly, their step would lead them, past the grime...

There it was. Menalus being worried about him? Absolutely senseless. Menalus thinking him an imbecile that needed to be chaperoned, so as not to besmirch the honour of Molthal? Now, that made more sense. The fire giant thought all of his progeny were idiots, after all… and it did have to be...

He raised his hand. - “Enough.” - His voice boomed firmly over the sound of crushed metal, and of innards being ripped outside of their natural place. The orcs’ offensive - that of the lucky few that were still alive, that was - ground to a halt. As his minions retreated behind him, the...

He merely stared at the hand being offered, his expression inscrutable, his frame unmoved. He glanced at it as though he were a cautious shopper in some far-off Kaliti bazaar, being offered a shady deal. - “Is that so?” - Menalus was many things after all, but a caring and concerned father...

As he left the armoury, half-a-dozen blight orcs coalesced around him. Heavily armoured, the group’s members seemed to stand a head taller than the average orc in the city, and while clad head-to-toe in the signature black metal of Molthal, a solid musculature was well perceptible beneath the...

The blight orc scratched his chin apprehensively. How on Arethil was he supposed to tell one of the Bastard Circle that he had zero idea about how to craft armour for a fucking rhino? By the Conjurer’s prick, he hadn’t even known what a rhino was until Prince Koltûn had barged in with the beast...

His blood boiled as he charged into the inner courtyard. With the blood gifts of Kir'uqul coursing though his veins, enhancing his every movement, he stood ready to face the battle to come. But first... He tightened his grip around the hilt of the Fyrestone. A faint silver aura shone around...

Another head shake. Another snap of his fingers. A ring of fire encircled the elves, soon dyeing itself in the rainbow pallet of Koltun's holy fire. - "You die here, then." - Koltun's orc took another step forward, the cuffs dangling on his hands. At the last second though, he shifted his...

As Mukbar rummaged through the oasis, he would suddenly feel a strong pull at the back of his neck. Should he look up, the elemental would see one of Koltun's orcs standing over him. Having approached unnoticed in the middle of all the confusion, the blight orc now held a blade to his neck...

Bloody gore quickly came to cover him, the crimson enmeshing itself with his red tattoos, even as it contrasted with his ashen skin. As the orcs rounded up some of the priests as prisoners, Koltun entertained himself by dispatching the last remnants of the temple's guard that still opposed...

His features remained still, only the muscles along his jawline tensing and releasing slightly at the chaos that unfolded before him. He remained inscrutable as he heard the elf speak, his expression kept neutral until his upper lip tugged momentarily upwards in a sneer that ultimately failed to...

As if on cue, the rhinoceros relieved itself, expelling a bull-sized pile of excrement dangerously close to the elf's praying carpet. The scent travelled quickly, fully overpowering the faint fragrance of incense and grass. - "Who the fuck are you?" - He sneered at the Sidereal Elf, his deep...