[u][b]Fortress of the Ashbringer Clan[/b][/u]
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An Illyrican Raptor had raced across the now stripped landscape of the former Southern Jungles, atop the reptilian beast was a small, impsh Grogar, behind the creature was one of the bearded men of the Bannik. The Raptor had run up the dirt ramp leading up the now opened gates, and raced further in, towards the tall Citadel at the center of the fortress. The beast soon slowed its pace, stopping before the doors leading inside the Citadel.

The grogar and bannik had quickly hopped down the beast and rushed inside, the pair passing through the halls and corridors, the wall decorated with an assortment of weapons, pieces of armor, and disturbingly, the flayed flesh of previous victims of the Ashbringer's raids. The impish grogar flinches as the pair pass by it's brethren, looking at the creature with disdain. Before long, they finally reach their desired destination, the throne room of the Clan's Warlord, Lady Urtha, the Pale Witch. Flanking them as they approached was an intimidating cadre of the Witch's elite guard, grogar warriors clad in black clothing and plates of armor, their distinguishing feature was their unsettling masks, obscuring their faces. 

The impish grogar moved ahead of the bannik, haulting before the steps leading to the throne, bowing before the Highborn. "M-m-my lady." he said, his grubby voice trembling. "T-t-the holy emissaries of Argun..."

"Enough of your groveling." She firmly commands with the voice fitting of someone of her status, elegant, yet authoritative. "Bring forth the Emissary." she commands, the Bannik approaching the steps, and climbing atop them as he grew closer to the Witch, until he was next to her throne, climbing up to her ear, and whispered to her, the words proved to give her reason to form a wide sinister grin. The bannik then climbed down, and walked away from the throne room, its quest done here. 

Urtha soon stood up, stabbing the ground with her staff, sending echos throughout the corridors of her Citadel, small hordes of other gorgar answering her summons, among of which were several of her top lieutenants. 

"Today is a glorious day my disciples!" She exclaimed with zealous glee. "The Holy Emissaries of Argun have graced their presence to us, and in doing so...have shared information of great importance!" She paused, stepping down the throne to the center of the crowd. "One of the most Sacred and Holy Artifacts has been found!" She shouted, followed by cheers and roars from her followers. "I will personally lead a crusade to acquire this artifact, and with it, have the blessing of Argun himself! Marshal those who will follow, now go! Gather all, by the mourn, we march to the North!"