Little Bill
ThatOneNewGuyGarkunig was home to much banging and clanging. Weapons of war being produced in the thousands, by demons and Dru alike. The fires of Garkunig were once again being used for crafting, which resulted in weapons so good in make, that a sword of Garkunig steel could slice through the steel of other mountains, like a knife through butter. Tunnels were being excavated to the slopes of the mountain, and great fortresses were being built there. Some mighty Dru were allowed the privilege of being changed, but only earth, air and fire magic was being used. Three divisions were formed, consisting of 100 Dru each. The Flame Hand, led by Molkarg Eternal Fire, The Mountain Hand, led by Drikdarok Mountain Mover and The Wind Hand, led by Sanukdarok Wind Walker. Each division was made up of changed Dru, The Flame Hand being Unigdru (fire Dru) The Mountain Hand being Darkdukhdru (earth Dru) and The Wind Hand being Saghdru (air Dru). Great enchanted weapons were made for them, swords that set their enemies on fire, axes that opened cracks in the earth and bows that shot arrows for 1000 kilometers (exaggeration ;)).
Nanking, Xian
A messenger, from the small sub-division of teleporters, opened a portal and stepped through it into Xian. They had been taught the Xianese language by Sanukdarok, as well as Theolagian. The messenger, a large ork that did not look like a messenger at all, rather a warrior, appeared in a courtyard in Nanking and asked for directions to the palace from a nearby demon soldier. He was escorted there by them, and requested audience with Emperor Ling, on peaceful terms.
As was the common practice in Xi'an the solider was brought to the throne room, with his weapons laid on the platform. Two guards of each of the elements framed the room, bowing as Emperor Ling entered.
The stone faced monarch sat in how throne and gestured for all to rise, raising his hands.
"Welcome to Xi'an messenger of Ocrad. What news has brought you to my nation?" Ling asked, genuinely curious
