Vermin King
Loves Non-euclidean Dice
Queek Headtaker
Gravity peaks
Queek's horde marched behind the excited warlord, Queek caught some very interesting scents passing through gravity peaks, scents unfamiliar and at the same time familiar, Queek ordered Krrk and two of his four red guard to proceed to the location and scent mark it for Queek so he can locate them but Krrk questioned Queek
"Warlord Queek where are you going?"
To which Queek responded angrily
"Queek's business, you do well-well to stay away from it-it!!!"
Krrk nodded and do as Queek instructed but unlike the rest of the horde which shivers at seeing Queek angry at them Krrk was suspiciously calm but alas Queek paid no mind as this scent he was getting was more important to him, Queek's horde marched away to the cave and Queek with two red guard walked into the town sniffing the air to pinpoint the source and sure enough he located the source
A single man-thing that looked fancier than any Queek has seen, a small goat-thing and something that made the warlords blood boil, a creature that looked similar to a dwarf-thing his red eyes narrowed, Queek's red guard saw these things but didn't see the dwarf-thing similarity but they did see their warlord began to twitch and tightly grip his weapons, they could sense that Queek was going to lash out but to their surprise he didn't lunge, Queek knew if he killed these things he would get no where, after all they might know what has happened to him or at least where to look but Queek was finding out that holding himself back from killing the dwarf-thing would take every ounce of his strength but there's nothing wrong with shouting at them he thought
"Man-things Goat-things and DWARF-THINGS!!!!"
Queek yelled feeling his own hatred escaping his mouth with his words, Queek was at a distance but still close enough for a charge if he had to he even hoped for it but regardless he began questioning them
"Tell Queek why he is-is here, Queek was going to slay Filthy Dwarf-things and got sent here was it-it one of you that did-did this Speak-Speak!!!"
Queek's voice carried the sound of a foul temper but strangely the question seemed to be sincere, Queek's red guard were amazed at Queek's restraint normally Queek would have a Dwarf-things beard or head by now they didn't understand but soon it became clear why he was holding back
Malkav Sleek Barbas
Gravity peaks
Queek's horde marched behind the excited warlord, Queek caught some very interesting scents passing through gravity peaks, scents unfamiliar and at the same time familiar, Queek ordered Krrk and two of his four red guard to proceed to the location and scent mark it for Queek so he can locate them but Krrk questioned Queek
"Warlord Queek where are you going?"
To which Queek responded angrily
"Queek's business, you do well-well to stay away from it-it!!!"
Krrk nodded and do as Queek instructed but unlike the rest of the horde which shivers at seeing Queek angry at them Krrk was suspiciously calm but alas Queek paid no mind as this scent he was getting was more important to him, Queek's horde marched away to the cave and Queek with two red guard walked into the town sniffing the air to pinpoint the source and sure enough he located the source
A single man-thing that looked fancier than any Queek has seen, a small goat-thing and something that made the warlords blood boil, a creature that looked similar to a dwarf-thing his red eyes narrowed, Queek's red guard saw these things but didn't see the dwarf-thing similarity but they did see their warlord began to twitch and tightly grip his weapons, they could sense that Queek was going to lash out but to their surprise he didn't lunge, Queek knew if he killed these things he would get no where, after all they might know what has happened to him or at least where to look but Queek was finding out that holding himself back from killing the dwarf-thing would take every ounce of his strength but there's nothing wrong with shouting at them he thought
"Man-things Goat-things and DWARF-THINGS!!!!"
Queek yelled feeling his own hatred escaping his mouth with his words, Queek was at a distance but still close enough for a charge if he had to he even hoped for it but regardless he began questioning them
"Tell Queek why he is-is here, Queek was going to slay Filthy Dwarf-things and got sent here was it-it one of you that did-did this Speak-Speak!!!"
Queek's voice carried the sound of a foul temper but strangely the question seemed to be sincere, Queek's red guard were amazed at Queek's restraint normally Queek would have a Dwarf-things beard or head by now they didn't understand but soon it became clear why he was holding back
Malkav Sleek Barbas