Exact details on what transpired next are scarce, but I have ascertained that at some point during the next two hundred years they decided to use the Vizjerei’s strength against themto die. I couldn’t face that thing; it was all just too horrible.”
“And then we heard this…this horrid voice that I can only describe as the sound of a saw ripping through bone.
“I can’t even recollect what he was saying. I was so terrified I don’t think I could understand it, but he kept repeating it, over and over.” The adventurer shuddered at the remembrance.
“He was this bloated thing…and …and there was blood, and bodies – everywhere I turned, some new horror confronted me. And suddenly he was on us; we couldn’t shake him. Jeremy fell first, and then I ran. I admit it: I ran, left my fellows to die. I couldn’t face that thing; it was all just too horrible. He hit me with a glancing blow as I fled, but even that was enough to take my arm almost clean off. I had to have a healer finish the job….”
At this point he trailed off, lost in whatever regrets he has endured to this day
there is always the face that the nightmare dont controlled by logistic , and it is permanently antithetic between demon spirit and elegant things, the fearing and threating,the only true history is the principle of falsifiability thet can not be disconfirmed ,it is weired , unknowable according to the standard of the best of man
This was the height of the Mage Clan Wars, and even the mighty Vizjerei mage clan was showing signs of stress brought about by the prolonged struggle. A faction of the Vizjerei resolved to construct an army using demon-possessed victims, and the peaceful umbaru clans seemed to fit the Vizjerei’s needs. It is unknown how the clans first came into contact with the Vizjerei, but within the span of a decade or so, some of the future khazra clans had turned from their peaceful existence to all-out warfare with the Vizjerei.
 This was surely the result of seeing their brothers being painfully transformed into savage goat-like creatures by the Vizjerei
“He was this bloated thing…and …and there was blood, and bodies – everywhere I turned, some new horror confronted me. And suddenly he was on us; we couldn’t shake him. Jeremy fell first, and then I ran. I admit it: I ran, left my fellows to die. I couldn’t face that thing; it was all just too horrible. He hit me with a glancing blow as I fled, but even that was enough to take my arm almost clean off. I had to have a healer finish the job….”
At this point he trailed off, lost in whatever regrets he has endured to this day
Though they were primitive by the standards of the Vizjerei, the umbaru clans held the powerful mages at bay through familiarity with the terrain and sheer ferocity. But this state of affairs could not hold forever. As decades of savage warfare took their toll on the umbaru’s culture and minds, the clans began to search for any means to prevail over their enemies. In fact, they lost sight of anything else
