Song of the Horde

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The Horde

"Feel the drums, the call, the wail, over lands one day will sail the tormented ones, the dark ones,
the stone ones, but now, this moment, the desire, the need of the few will infect the many with sour tribute." Bard of Wurm

The Horde of the Summoned, the lost ones, the ones without a homeland to call their own. Yet on the wild lands of Wurm they make their territory and hold it against the onslaught of the Mol Rehan and Jenn Kellon armies. And yet, deep in their hearts, strengthened by Libila, they ache for resolution, even as they infect the lands with their blood!

Are you in your heart one of the Horde? These dark clad, pale faced people have their own code and live only on the WIld Server. You must be premium to join the Horde, and you will need to learn the ways of Wurm fast in order to survive. But these people are fiercely loyal to their own and their oaths. Once you are a Black Lighter, as they are called, you are one for life ....
The Irony of War PDF Print E-mail
Tuesday, 14 October 2008 08:11
This is the story of a Mol rehan woman who was to be wed with her love from Jenn Kelon. However when the war pressed towards their lands she did not wish to fight with him and so she fled to try to settle away from the conflict, and her fate fell into other hands. But, as is the way with such things,  she would meet her love again and his life would be in her hands.


leve-shore.jpgThe Irony of War

By Leve 'Dara

I drift along the shore
Hearing of the war
These things are not to be
For I have many dreams.

A peaceful little place
Much to my disgrace,
I hide away from you
And hope for something new.

Now darkened skies do come
And I know that I can't run,
She is coming here
She is what I fear.
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Tales of the Artifacts PDF Print E-mail
Wednesday, 08 October 2008 07:40

A collection of stories written by Miggy

Wurm is, sometimes, a place of legends. Most lands are if you dig deep enough. Generally you never notice. You pick up your hatchet in the morning and you brave the forests to fetch wood for your oven; where the forest came from, who has walked on those hills before, is probably far from your mind. But occasionally, someone will take the trouble to put down in words their version of history, their take on the many legends that hover just beneath the skin of society.

Miggy has taken up his pen, however, and tells us tales of the artifacts, and the legends that surround them. Revisit often as he adds to this collection!

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