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On Bended Knee, Part One
posted on 03-Nov-2004
This is Part One of the November 2004 Teaser.

An
explosion of energy shook Reeshan from his slumber. His eyes popped
open as the purple glow of the tunnel illuminated the chamber where he
had been resting for these last few months. He had been gathering his
strength, waiting for the time when his chief Jerrugar, Mgrauleshk,
would complete his task. So much time had passed that Reeshan had
thought Mgrauleshk a failure in that task; but now, staring into the
dark violet swirl of the tunnel that had opened, he smiled a grim
smile. He knew that his Jerrugar had succeeded.

He shifted his massive weight from his sleeping position and spoke directly into the minds of his brother Kings.

Brothers,
the way is open and I have begun my preparations. All shall fall before
the might of our magic. None shall live. The reckoning is at hand. At
long last, we shall destroy the beings who sought to slaughter our race
in its infancy.

Their response was as expected, a mixture of
thanks and well wishes, as well as reminders to enact the rite that
would bring the rest of the Kings through once he successfully
established a bastion against the false gods. Reeshan responded
positively in turn, allaying the fears that were raised; then he turned
to the gateway and the small contingent that he had brought with him.

As he approached the swirling gateway, across the vast divide, his mind wandered to the conclave only three cycles before.

*****

The
soul of the Ruuk dissipated until there was nothing left but a thin
trail of magical dust. Mgrauleshk ripped an arm off the corpse of the
Ruuk as he claimed it from the altar, and then, in a savage display, he
tore the flesh from the bone with his teeth. Browerk croaked and closed
his eyes; the other Kings followed suit as he spoke directly into his
brothers' minds.

Tkoruk Guruul is open, as are other small
outposts. Ruuk have taken our place in history. Morgluuk and Torgluuk
have crossed the vast divide and we are left to rot. T'Kuruul Reeshan
shall be the place where our march into history begins. Here we shall
empower this new Jerrugar, Mgrauleshk. He will be given the knowledge
of the mucor, and he will know how to coax the locations of the world's
veins through sight alone. We shall send him to Tkoruk Guruul where he
will pass through the tunnel and hunt down Morgluuk and Torgluuk, and
then he will ride the vein of the usurpers world to the place where the
gate to T'Kuruul Reeshan is found. He will open the way.

There
was a murmur gently rumbling between the Kings as Mgrauleshk looked up
from the carcass of the Ruuk. Before him the Kings of his kind slowly
swayed from side to side, making small noises, allowing small trickles
of magic to escape their porous flesh. He stripped a bone free of flesh
and thought for a second of standing and approaching them, but the
allure of the meat was too strong.

Reeshan shall walk through
the tunnel first, to meet his Jerrugar. If Mgrauleshk fails Reeshan
shall accept defeat and yield his life. This is how it shall be. We
will return now and arm our forces. Our vengeance comes after the
lifetimes of your fathers' fathers have long left this world. I recall
the pale ones. I recall their twisting influence. I recall the swamp
dweller that came with them. I recall it sinking into the depths and
taking root at this world's heart. Now we are to tear the heart out
from their world!

A sudden eruption of sound jarred Mgrauleshk.
As one, the Kings pounded their massive staves onto the stone of
T'Kuruul Reeshan. As one again, they turned toward him with purpose in
their eyes. He met the gaze of his King, Reeshan, and for a brief
moment he saw fear there - then it was gone. Mgrauleshk's hands and
face were stained with the blood of the Ruuk carcass that lay empty and
picked clean at his feet. His head throbbed, a sharp pain struck him
between the eyes and he fell to one knee. Browerk slid his massive
girth toward Mgrauleshk. As Browerk approached, Mgrauleshk saw the King
of all Bur pluck a mucor spawn from his hide.

"Lift your head,
Jerrugar Mgrauleshk. You are to be given the greatest honor ever
bestowed upon a Guruk." Mgrauleshk obeyed Browerk and lifted his head.
The King held forth the mucor spawn with one small arm. "Eat."

Mgrauleshk
ate and his world folded open in a fever of color, sound and emotion.
The world swam by him in years, seconds; he felt the sound of death and
the taste of defeat. There was an odd hum that filled his head and
nearly shook his eyes to jelly. He was jarred awake by the mucor spawn
and filled with the truth of the pale ones who had tried to kill his
race. He was reborn in an instant of fire, pain and illusion so real
that his mind was devoured and rebuilt with a new purpose.

Browerk
issued commands and Mgrauleshk nodded, accepting the duty that would
redeem his race and enact vengeance against a race of beings that had
meant to exterminate their kind...

*****

Reeshan hefted his girth through the tunnel and was gone from Bur.