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The messenger, having only a short time to learn the language, spoke ineptly. 'Ocrad wants a peace treaty with Xi'an, we want to wage war on Theolagius so we want a peace treaty with Xi'an. Yes (this is pretty much what Druka sounds like if it was English, lots of comma's)'. The messenger placed a sealed scroll on the ground in front of Ling. The seal had the insignia of the Trinity on it, a sword with fire to the left of it, a mountain below and some wavy lines to signify wind on the right of it. The scroll read.
To his Highness Emperor Ling of Xi'an. Such a surprising turn of events yes? Both of us becoming rulers at the same time, when you used to be so much higher in status then me. I apologize for my behavior when I followed Shedanaran, his strength in magic appeared strong to me, so I gave him the respect he deserved, but now we are of equal strength, he is dead, and I now rule. In any case I would like to extend a peace offer between our nations. Theolagius's genocidal rampage will be crushed by the might of our combined armies. Although Ocrads navy is not very large, we can bolster your troops if you allow us passage through your country, while we can also attack them by sea. Blood, strength and honor, Molgark Eternal Fire.
PS Molkarg discarded his name as it was given to him by Shedanaran.
Sanukdarok
PPS, Translated by Sanukdarok.


The words were quite angular, as Sanukdarok had written it. The messenger waited for a response but had begun playing with a mini portal, poking a nearby guard with his finger through a portal.
Garkunig was home to much banging and clanging. Weapons of war being produced in the thousands, by demons and Dru alike. The fires of Garkunig were once again being used for crafting, which resulted in weapons so good in make, that a sword of Garkunig steel could slice through the steel of other mountains, like a knife through butter. Tunnels were being excavated to the slopes of the mountain, and great fortresses were being built there. Some mighty Dru were allowed the privilege of being changed, but only earth, air and fire magic was being used. Three divisions were formed, consisting of 100 Dru each. The Flame Hand, led by Molkarg Eternal Fire, The Mountain Hand, led by Drikdarok Mountain Mover and The Wind Hand, led by Sanukdarok Wind Walker. Each division was made up of changed Dru, The Flame Hand being Unigdru (fire Dru) The Mountain Hand being Darkdukhdru (earth Dru) and The Wind Hand being Saghdru (air Dru). Great enchanted weapons were made for them, swords that set their enemies on fire, axes that opened cracks in the earth and bows that shot arrows for 1000 kilometers (exaggeration ;)).

Nanking, Xian
A messenger, from the small sub-division of teleporters, opened a portal and stepped through it into Xian. They had been taught the Xianese language by Sanukdarok, as well as Theolagian. The messenger, a large ork that did not look like a messenger at all, rather a warrior, appeared in a courtyard in Nanking and asked for directions to the palace from a nearby demon soldier. He was escorted there by them, and requested audience with Emperor Ling, on peaceful terms.
Yo I reckon starving and the like shouldn't have been that much of an issue because most armies had a lot of supply wagons and the like following them, which actually could be made up of more people than the main army. And since Theolagius has such a large population a strategy like this would be easy to use.
Please reread my last two posts as I have changed them to be more realistic.
Once they were all finished they, at the order of Molkarg, reluctantly took off their crowns and placed them on the ground. Shadow enveloped them and their eyes turned black. They stood in a triangle and got out their knives. 'Inuziakxelonan, inu Thurgarkzabe, inu Thurgarkzabezark kad, Darthyxithruz. Inu sarku, kadgark sargu. (In our moment of weakness we make the 'Strong Three (Trinity)', we make it for you Darthyxithruz. Hear us and give us your strength)' Molkarg chanted, and a red mist appeared around them. Sanukdarok and Drikdarok looked around, wary, but Molkarg nodded to them to assure them all was well. They heard a whisper around them and words formed in their head 'You want eternal life, strength in magic, and skills in weaponry?' Darthyxithruz said.
'Orun (yes)' Molkarg replied.
'Then it will be done, on the condition that you remain loyal to me and do my bidding. The stronger I get the stronger you will become, but betray this oath and you will be reduced to the husks that you are now, for eternity. Know that you are under my control, acknowledge it'.
'Orun, unhsukh (yes, I am)' they all said, with Drikdarok and Sunkdarok following Molkarg's lead.
'Then my strength is given to you' the crowns glowed purple as he said this 'place the crowns that you have forged, have poured yourself into, place them upon your head and you will have my strength as well as your own'. With that the mist faded and they scrabbled for the crowns, placing them upon their heads and casting the binding spell. Their eyes changed to purple. They nodded to each other, and left through Sanukdaroks portal to complete the next stage of the plan.

Garkunig, Hell.

Shedanaran stood up. Molkarg, Drikdarok and Sanukdarok stood before him, crowns on their head, weapons unsheathed. 'Unh kadnotogu? Unh kadshiuk? (you betray me? you want to kill me?)' Shedanaran said.
'Orun, inu Darthyxithruzkogukh (yes, Darthyxithruz has commanded us)' Molkarg replied, stepping closer to Shedanaran.
'Shikh (So be it)' Shedanaran replied and threw a fireball at Molkarg.

Molkarg made a fire shield and the fireball washed over him, but giving him minor burns. Molkarg became very tired however, and the others could see he couldn't take another hit like that, so Drikdarok made a wall of stone around Molkarg, while Sanukdarok created a small tornado near Shedanaran. Shedanaran was thrown to the side, but he let off a string of fire at Sanukdarok as he fell. Sanukdarok blew cold air at the fire, and accidentally created another tornado, next to him. He was swept into it, but he quickly cancelled it and got back up to his feet. As this happened Drikdarok was shooting large boulders at Shedanaran, whom was either dodging or melting them into magma and throwing them back. He did this now, and so was oblivious to the super-heated air blast that Molkarg and Sanukdarok sent towards him. He was scorched badly, and fell to the ground. Drikdarok locked him down with stone, with only his face being left uncovered. Molkarg stood over him. 'Darthyxithruz kadkargakhzero (Your soul goes to Darthyxithruz)' he said to Shedanaran, drew his sword, dipped it in poison and stabbed it into Shedanarans face. Drikdarok pulled the stone off his body and a red mist left his body. A portal opened near them and a strange creature stepped out. It looked like a mass of tentacles, cloaked in purple shadow. It did not speak, but a large hole opened up and the red mist was drawn into it. The mist seemed to scream before it was consumed by Darthyxithruz. Darthyxithruz turned to them, and then left through the portal. A burst of strength seemed to enter the three Dru and they smiled at each other.
So Molkarg, Drikdarok and Sanukdarok are about 50% more powerful than Shedanaran each, but with the creation of the crowns they have been bound to Darthyxithruz. They are immortal and very strong both physically and in magic so yeah, but they can be killed if their crown is destroyed of if they are away from it for too long. The crown can be destroyed by a spell, or a weapon but that requires that they are not wearing the crown. Their intentions at the moment are to lead a rebellion of Dru against Shedanaran so that Darthyxithruz can consume his soul and then they will promptly go to war with everyone else. If they take Terra they would then move on to hell. The spell to destroy their crowns is long forgotten but if you all worked together you could do it.
Molkarg was in a secluded cave with Drikdarok and Sunkdarok. He had told them about his communion with Darthyxithruz and his wishes. They had agreed to rebel. Now that they knew that Shedanaran wasn't some all-powerful god, they did not need to be afraid of him. There was a lava pit in the middle of the cave, and they each had a piece of metal and a mold. An anvil stood in a corner. Molkarg placed a stone bowl over the lava pit, which promptly heated up. He placed the metal in the bowl and it melted into liquid. He put the mold on the floor and poured the melted metal into it. It was held in the shape of a crown. Molkarg said some words in a whisper 'Drika unhgarkgutu (I give my strength to you)' A red light left his eyes, which turned them black. It went into the crown. This is what Darthyxithruz has said to do, 'make and object and pour your strength into it, and I will add some of mine. It will leave you weak, but when you wear it you will be strong'.
Molkarg fell to the floor, he seemed to be enveloped in shadow. He grabbed some tongs weakly and pulled the crown out, placing it into water. It hissed and the water glowed red, then purple. He grabbed for it with his hands and placed it on his head. The shadow left him and the color returned to his eyes. He took a deep breath and stood up. One thing was left to do. With his new strength in magic he bound the crown to his head, so that it could only be released by him. He nodded and Drikdarok did his next, with Sunkdarok after him.

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Molkarg, burns like fire for eternity.
Drikdarok, stands strong against all.
Sanukdarok, that which harms him comes to harm.

Darthyxithruz the great, Darthyxithruz the consumer, Darthyxithruz the creator.
Molkarg was dead. Well not entirely. He was in communion with a Fell Beast, Darthyxithruz, and as such his life force was in it's hands. He lay, alone. Shedanaran did not know his whereabouts. His heart was not beating. His lungs did not stir. His body was cold. But his mind and soul were alive.
He was deep within a dream, that was reality. Darthyxithruz was in front of him, a towering wall of red shadow. A mist made of blood. He spoke in whispers 'Ashthulithanashelithesdurthi' he whispered, in a language with no rules. The entire language was made up as you spoke it, but in it's core it was a spell, a spell that linked the speaker to the listener, such a link that allowed telepathy. Molkarg spoke in reply, his voice sporadic and deep in comparison with Darthyxithruz. 'They are getting ready for war, many souls will be freed. Many will be able to be ensnared' he spoke in Druka, but his voice was warped and disrupted until it could not be understood. 'Shuthitanolshalathnoruth' Darthyxithuz said, and Molkarg was back in his own body. His heart started and warmth flowed through him. He stood up. Darthyxithruz had agreed to strengthen him and all the Dru. In return for a long and costly war which would bring him many souls. He wanted Shedanaran killed, and his soul to be brought so that Darthyxithruz could consume it, and gain the power of an aged and powerful demon, a pleasure he had not indulged in for centuries. He gave Molkarg instructions to gain strength, although he warned that it would make him weak at first. He assured Molkarg would still be himself, as long as he wore the object, without it he would be a husk. Molkarg agreed.
Sanukdarok frowned but suppressed his annoyance. 'Fine, have it your way. But you would do well to know whom your allies should be'. With that Sanukdarok took a deep breath, closed his eyes and seemed to go into meditation. After about 30 seconds of this a portal opened in front of him. He gave the king one last look of annoyance before departing through the portal.

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Molkarg, burns like fire, and dies like one too.
Drikdarok, strong as the earth and as ignorant.
Sanukdarok, knowledgeable and strong in magic, but weak inside.

Shedanaran the protector, Shedanaran the leader, Shedanaran the creator.

The Trinity will last for Eternity.
Slasha's history book Chapter 3 is finished.
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