A priestess despoiled
closed starter with @rollingforromance
The day that had been fortold was finally here, the screams of the temple-palaces inhabitants and the laughter of their attackers filled the smoky air. The walls had fallen over an hour ago and while the templeguards fought bravrly, they were severly outmatched by the warband of veterans the horseman had brought.
Then finally, the doubledoors to the inner sanctum flew open, the bar holding it shut splintering like a dry branch, revealimg a truely intimidating sight.
Krieg was large enough to almost fill the entryway, permitting only small glimpses at his troops behind him. Each head of his massive axe contained enough steel to forge dozents of swords... allthough little of the metal was visible underneath the plentifull blood. The segmented armor his muscular body was incased body contained enough material to arm an srmy.
His head however was bare, short dark hair, messy and cacked in blood and a dowright mad grin upon his face he took a couple steps into the room... and the floor quaked.
"Oh yes... you do look like a high priestess..." he laughed, shaking the blood off his axe. "... a hint too lithe and lightskinned for a proper darkelf but that can be fixed."
