Suspicion rumbles throughout the ranks as no new occurrences are reported from the “kingdom of Southweald”. The Vol’kar’s main forces were pulled back to Bloodhoof to recuperate and then only a few were redeployed under the control of Lieutenant General Fleetfoot. Over the course of a week, the wolfmother launched a ruthless hunt for Lord Kalder Walker - her crosshairs deadset upon the insidious bag of bones. She believed that with the fall of one of the rebellion’s pillars, more would capitulate to the mounting stress of bloodshed and anger.
Lord Walker’s movements were tracked to several camps within Silverpine, each bearing a greater resemblance to his work within Fenris Keep, more than the last. Corpses, rotted and bloated, of all kinds of life from Silverpine. Beit critter, humanoid, or animal. Picked apart like a vulture would seek its prime selections of meat from roadkill, Lord Walker was amassing as much as he could for a prime necromantic abomination. Fortunately, due to the work of the Kal’Garn, who had familiarized themselves with the terrain over the course of two month, he was swiftly intercepted at the Deep Elem Mine.
Although reports say he went down easily - it is safe to assume that, from firsthand accounts, Lord Walker fought as much as one with his power possessed. Several Legionnaires left with decayed brands and scarred flesh - some marred by the horrors witnessed from cross-species-stitchings. With a macabre sense of irony, Lieutenant General Fleetfoot ordered his corpse displayed on the outskirts of the Sepulcher, the alleged holdout of the rebellion. They shouted and jeered- taunting and demoralizing the soldiers there for only a few minutes. Not wishing to whip them into a total frenzy, they left for their main post.
Soon thereafter they were ordered back to Kalimdor - garrisoning, recuperation, and recruitment. Grumblings on top of that suspicion - sudden pulling out of the rebellious conflict. For what reason would they leave the power vacuum of Silverpine?
While soldiers across the Maelstrom fought with rebels, those that remained stationed within Kalimdor were sent on a new mission, initiated by the then-Vanguard Bwon’ran. Alleged Twilight’s Hammer Cultists were caught traversing the lands between Desolace and the lower Barrens - hiking through the mountains. Their intentions were unknown, but with their line of work, nothing should be left to the imagination. Initially, Vanguard Bwon’ran wished the cultists to be eradicated, but the High Warlord wondered where the rest of their circle was hiding. Lord Blackfire agreed - and with a revision, the cultists were to be killed, and their bodies retrieved for the Lord of the Dark Tower - in Desolace. Some may grumble in anger at fighting fire with fire, but their bodies were to be used for disguises - using their skin for the pulp of the disguise. This would lead the Legionnaires to the Hammer’s rest, leading in total annihilation for the cult in this sector of Kalimdor. While the cultists were intercepted and slain, their bodies delivered, no disguise has been formulated - yet. However, in the cultists’ possession, a strange amulet was found. It held the power to sap one’s soul completely from contact of magical, ethereal, and spiritual power. Rendering them practically mute from the wonders of the world - becoming a plain mortal. There appears to be no ‘antidote’ for this curse. The amulet was quickly confiscated by Lieutenant General Dawnstrider - and sent to the Tower for further inspection.
A few days past these acts, and the time for promotions came. Last month, on August 22nd, the Vol’kar honored the following (with new rank):
Stone Guard Aly’sandrel,
First Sergeant Lara,
Senior Sergeant Skavens,
Sergeant Bwon’ran,
Vanguard Teilaya Sangryn,
Vanguard Spizig Blackbottle,
Vanguard Camsaen Brookwood,
Legionnaire Laurial Valeri,
Legionnaire Haz’kel.
Additionally, we welcome those who have joined since then:
Grunt Sehoro Crestley,
Grunt Zenraith Wintermaul,
Grunt Weyuk “Woogy” Cleavefury,
Grunt Zekkerio, and
Grunt Swa’tish Yiuwn Khouper.
Last night, upon reports by Lieutenant General Drakenbolt, the one known as “Belial Vestites”, a terrible thorn within the side of the Vol’kar Legion, and a personal taint upon several Sin’dorei Legionnaires, was found leading a caravan of his cultist pupils through a void rift within Mulgore. Drakenbolt was able to procure several devices that transformed the bodies of the volunteer squadron into void elves - much to the displeasure of practically everyone. What must be done, had to be done, as they quickly rode out to the last known position to enter the rift.
Traversing the void is a shuddering task - a loathsome taxation. Compounded by the herectical frames the Vol’kar were forced to pose as, this operation was a particular stain. Lieutenant General Drakenbolt ordered the force split into three forces and ordered a pincer manuever - General Fleetfoot taking the Second Cohort forces upon the southern ridgeline, and Jan-Mak taking the rest upon the northern. Once Drakenbolt lured the one known as Belial into a false sense of security - opening his wagon and stepping free from the caravan, a bomb was thrown underneath the carriage - and promptly lit ablaze.
A terrible warcry from the brutal Darkspear known as Orvus cascaded through the plains- whirling into a bloody frenzy, intent on taking several more trophies for his pile. Grunt Cleavefury launched himself into the fray as well, and with the two pincers of the great claw closing in- Belial had finally met his match, after two grand years of systemically breaking the many wheels of the Vol’kar Legion.
Information is sparse, despite the so-soon-operative, but one thing remains certain: the Vol’kar will never cease in its mission statement to K.A.V.E. Traitors deserve no quarter.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/269990447160492044/752012677718605905/ithise_vs_belial.png
art by Ithnan Drakenbolt herself!)
We have much more that was not mentioned here, but we decided to only show the significant plotlines of the Vol’kar instead of everything done within the past month. It has been a whirlpool of roleplay despite the fatigue of BfA. We are currently hunkered down, desperately waiting for 9.0, but we won’t hesitate to log in for good stories! There never has been a more perfect time to hop in for the ride along- we are READY for the pre-patch (and certainly more than willing!)
Also - a certain Blackheart Accord has come knocking for their flag… will they take it? Find out after Wednesday’s conjoined training!