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Vlath overlooked the Ogre bodies before returning his gaze to the lycan that had approached him "Slice the throats of those that are close to death and take their heads back to Wulfhelm as a show of our victory and have their heads mounted on spikes. Take those that will survive the journey but hand them  over to the Goldtooth's before we send them to the void. He may have a use for them yet." 

The voidcaller examined the rest of the battlefield before he approached the most intriguing of the spoils. These Ogres were equipped and nothing would go to waste "Grash! Have your soldiers strip the corpses of their weapons and armor and don it as your own. What you cannot use pile into the wagon and give it to the Goldtooths, have them find out how they craft their weaponry and how we may replicate it. Take everything in the wagons,leave nothing. Voidcallers! Strip the survivors of their weapons and armor, they will not be needing them anymore! Use them how you wish!" Vlath shouted, addressing Grash first and the Mouths of the Voidcaller first. He would begin training his new priesthood as soon as possible. When the covenant spread across the land he would not be able to solve every religious dispute that occurred.

When the force returned to the settlement, wagon and all, he muttered to a pair of the mouths of the Voidcaller "Bring the chest from the wagons to my tent, there is something inside. I do not know what yet, be cautious." As the pair hurried off to fulfill the voidcallers will, Vlath himself turned to the remaining Mouths of the Voidcaller "You're efforts have rewarded us with our first victory against these  infidels. Meet me at the site of first sacrifice if you wish to help maintain the covenant. I will join you there soon enough." He said to them, they had been a huge help in defeating the ogres here, but this new priesthood could do more than act as prisoners. They could prove essential in driving the covenant forward in the coming years.

After addressing his new priesthood, Vlath spoke with Basir who was standing near by overseeing his workers as they unloaded the new weapons and prisoners. The lycan grinned at the voidcaller, revealing his golden tooth (which he had made the namesake of his tribe when he took power, [i]an arrogant move but it is not worth beginning a dispute over[/i] Vlath thought as he saw it) "I'll take it from Grash's orders, you're allowing me to indulge in my old hobby?" he asked.
Vlath nodded "Be creative with the resources you have, take limbs, break bones, they are not long for this world but keep them alive. Their lives are gifts to the God's. Inform me of any information you obtain from them, have some of your workers assist the Bloodfangs in preparation and have them in turn help you work the new weaponry have obtained, they are the best fighters among us so trust their judgment on matters of combat." after receiving his orders, Basir grinned and scurried off, barking orders and having the Ogres led into tents and weapons brought next to make-shift forges. 

Lastly Vlath visited Grash, his orders for him were simple enough. "Prepare your warriors, accept any who wish to fight for a second time but ensure they are aware this foe will be a challenge. Use what time we have to train them and assist Goldtooth in developing new weaponry when he calls for your aid." Grash gave the high voidcaller a short nod before moving to carry out his commands, rounding up his soldiers before anything else.

Vlath finally returned to the ritual grounds, the various symbols and such carved into the ground were fated but still visible, the ashey remains of the first sacrifice where still there. In commemoration of their brother's sacrifice, Vlath gathered his ashes into a small leather pouch and would have a holy day dedicated to the first martyr. He would deal with that later however. Instead he focused his attention on the lycans who had arrived, most of which were Shadowclaw but there were some from other tribes scattered around. He wasted no time and began to teach them the more complex aspects of the faith. The language of the void (albeit when writing was used by lycans it was usually in this language but few ever wrote, there had rarely been a need), the nature of the void and most importantly to any new voidcaller, the ritual of sacrifice. He would give them the opportunity to watch one in action when they fully understood the intricacies of the ritual, but he would need to wait for Goldtooth for that. He hoped they would not take too long,even with all he had to teach. Vlath continued lecturing his new acolytes until one of the other tribe leaders came bearing news to him.


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Goldtooth is torturing ogre prisoners while his workers and smiths learn what they can from the ogre weapons
Bloodfang is training/preparing his warriors
Vlath is training his new priesthood- the mouths of the voidcaller
The strange chest has been placed in Vlath's tent and is guarded by two lycans
Any Ogres with fatal/fatal looking wounds were sacrificed on the spot, those who looked like they would survive the trip were taken back to the village
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