Collaborative World Building - GAME OF FORUMS OUT IN THIS BITCH

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The High Adept of the Snake Cult raises the victor of the factional conflicts within the Western Wastelands, a Veiled-Porphyrian warrior named Knecht, to his side. A savage, bloodthirsty type, Knecht has mutated severely due to close proximity to the Holy Crater- and is now the very image of the great Sky Serpent. He rules unquestioned, sitting on a throne of ivory in a citadel near the Holy Crater.

His skin is mottled green scales thicker than the hardest steel, his eyes hateful red orbs, and his mind always bent towards the destruction of his enemy. Upon his brow, he wears the carved jade crown of Irema.
 
The remaining members of the Xirthi race who were taken from their cave dwelling calling themselves with The Snake Cult. The Priestesses of the Snake Mother then share the dark magic of their gods with The Snake Cult. The Xirthi are worshipped due to their knowledge of the Dark Magic and knowledge of torture, and scaly skin.

The Xirthi Priestesses of the Snake Mother make plans with the snake cult make plans to reclaim their home, any member of the Genos natiom caught by the remaining Xirthi warriors is kept alive via arcane means, but slowly and painfully tortured. After they have their limbs detached, the torso, still alive, is hung up as a trophy as a warning to all members who would dare invade.

The remaining Xirthi tribes, unite as one, led by the remaining Priestesses of the Snake mother.
 
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I was thinking of returning as a subteranian race, but part of me wants to wait until we do another round. Hopefully with some groundrules to prevent super autistic shit
@autisticdragonkin
 
I invite all remaining players to join me and destroy autisticdragonkin
 
Hundreds of barrels of magically-enhanced and created naptha are distributed into nearby waters by Knecht's men, in hopes that a surfacing dang will hit one and promptly burst into unquenchable flames.
 
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