Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190428115013/@comment-37629772-20190429013216

They got to a higer position and nothing could prepare them for what they saw. It was...monsters! But not female ones, the ones that would feed on human flesh and not human love and affection. The monsters that occupied the camp most were Orcs. They looked nasty, from the war armor that they seemed to wear all the time, to the big, unkempt tusk on their faces, some of which seemed to be growing so long, that they curved back into the face of the beast, causing nasty looking wounds on their faces, but it didn't seem to bother them.

But they didn't seem in charged, instead a being with rotting flesh and skeletal figure seemed to be the one pulling the strings. A lich! Well.....he surely looked like a lich. From the demonic robes he wore, and the floating pages surrounding him, five in total. But the face.....the face sold it. Rotting skin barely clinging to a skull, and a single eyeball in one of the sockets. "Now, will you idiots stop singing children songs and help me with the portal?!" The Lich yelled at the pig men. The reluctantly got up and put on some hoods that covered their faces. They walked towards the thing that was so popular in the news at the time....a portal. They got down on their knees and started to do somekind of ritual. The lich floated toward the portal  and said something that the group of adventurers couldn't understand. "VAL COL GRE'RATH, IMPO SOL BAR CULL!!" The way he said the words made the very earth shake. The portal violently got bigger, redder and more volatile.