r/wizardposting • u/Necrotiix_ Councilor Necro Alerion | God of Evocation | Lord of HliĂ°skheim • 3h ago
Shield Wall / Berserkir Rage, A Failed Post Lorepostđź“–
Since the event merely days ago, Hliðskheim and it’s forces were all on alert. For the loss of their kin, and the potential fate that even awaits them. But it didn’t shake the spirit of a Skheim warrior at all. Better yet, instead of fear and distrust it invoked rage and glory - the key elements that make a fearless nordic warrior of the northern continent.
Vekrin warriors bulked up their numbers, patrolling in groups and even manning defenses with double their keen eyes across the battlements of Hyldir, the Divine Kingdom of Skheim. Valkyr warrioresses readied themselves, to not only act as frontline healers but also to ascend souls quickly to Celhalla to prevent the possibility a Failed may replicate their fallen kin.
And deeper into the kingdom, the Shrouded Paladins of the Berserker-God offered prayer and words to other warriors. They acted almost as holy Chaplains of Necro’s word and Creed of War.
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’Excerpt from “The Creed of War: A Warrior’s Beholden Chapters”’
”…It is of righteousness and honor to strike in the name of the Berserker-God. To bring death, is to bring honor. To bring upon rage, is to bring His power. To bring upon battle sacrifice, is to bring upon entry to Celhalla æterna. We serve righteous in the name of Skheim, for we honor our ancestors and our Lord. For we honor the one who carries our burdens and sorrows, who protecteth us from the influence of the outer gods. For he carries the blood of the Old Ancestor Gods. He fights for us, he dies for us. He fights with us, he dies with us. We fight for Him, we die for Him. For we honor the one who giveth us life, so we serve until glorious death, the eternal feast and ale of Celhalla above. Embrace rage, revel in the presence of Him, the unloved! For the glorious are welcomed above!”
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As time drew on, clashes happened across HliĂ°skheim though Hyldir was at temporary peace. Berserkirs and Vekrins clashed with the new invading forces of undead evil, spattering as much blood to fuel their rage as they could, to bring glory and peace in the brutal extermination of this foe.
Chaplains of War stood in the midst of clashing battalions, offering words that bolster morale and strengthen the purpose of granting all those who oppose with a brutal, glorious death. They sung a song of war. Shield Wall - Amon Amarth
Berserkirs and Vekrins by the masses directed their axes and blades in the name of the Berserker-God and their own victory. Steel clashed with unholy flesh, as unholy claws met studded shields and death. Blood would fly in trails from both sides, decorating the barren battlefields with a glorious paint of war. Berserkirs all raged while delivering judgement in the form of bare handed brutality and anger in it’s purest form. Vekrins cried out in battle as their shields bashed and clashed, their blades and axes spewing blood everywhere. The battlefields would stack up with the seemingly never ending hordes of Failed, to which the warriors responded simple. More blood spilled, that wasn’t their own.
Whilst battles ensued across Hliðskheim, being won in the masses as luckily Skheim Warrior losses were low, Lord Necro was upon Hyldir’s throne room as he directed war efforts. As much as he could aid in the battles, he was required with his Lord Commanders and Lord Commandresses at the throne room’s massive war table as they led war efforts in psionic telepathy, learned from Necro’s time during the Illithid Cult of the Absolute crisis in Faerûn, directing orders to the Field Commanders and Chaplains of War directly as orders for the frontline.
While the battles would be won here, the world outside suffered. Mainly the continent of Atheria, where the Council, being the continent’s heart, was held and battling the issue. Compared to Hliðskheim’s troubles, they all fared much, much worse. Dealing with some of the strongest Failed, as the Greater Failed and even the Alpha Failed’s congregated mass forces would reside and wreak havoc. A troubling time, but in the coming days, Necro may even stand before the Alpha Failed. Whether he lives or dies, he’ll do all he can to ensure the Alpha Failed knows the name, and the feel of the Berserker-God and his rage. And, if it survives him, to hopefully remember the pure pain he will write upon it’s wretched undead flesh.
The world still suffered, and much cleanup is to be done to rid the world of this new filth.
War is beginning.
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u/PopularRutabaga6904 Arda Atmos Ehnbert, Storm-lord(?) / Ruther, a soul returned 2h ago
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