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Brownknot2021 In the remote barren land of Lodd, beyond the Grey Wall Mountains you will find the goblinoids. Banished there in ancient times by the elves and dwarves they have long sought to return to the warm and fertile lands of the south. The men who settled in the shadows of the Grey Walls were no strangers to their raids and even to occasional assault by large forces of orc and hobgoblin…

What caused their populations to swell, one may only postulate, but it is clear that the beasts of Lodd grew to such numbers that when they spilled forth in a black tide of death even the most steadfast men of the north paled at the sight of their vast numbers.

from, The Black Horde, Sage Whitius Wallan, 1160 kc


Lucidian brothers crest From the north they came in their unknown thousands, driving before them war and misery. The goblin-men of Lodd knew no fear for conquest was their goal and Death was on their side.

from Interpretations of the First Great Horde Years, by Brother Camron de Vris, 380 LE


Brownknot2021 We’d a seen raids afore, an’ e’en entire armies o’ orcs ‘n’ hobgoblins come pourin’ outa tha mountains. What we saw tha day were som’in else. They was as tha sea, stretchin’ on beyond tha horizon. Lord Grewin took a one look a’ em and ‘e yellerd fer us to head home an’ pack off our families an’ ‘ead south afore they was packed off by them bastards t’ the north.

from an interview with a Parlonian refugee fleeing from the Great Horde, circa 1021 kc


Dreloriaknot I have travelled to the north and I must report that the tales are true. All of the lands once settled by man beyond Carnhold and much of that to the west, almost to the Alorean Sea, have been conquered by the vast armies of the green-skinned beasts. From these lands they have fashioned a hundred kingdoms and those men whom they have captured must now call them master.

The remaining kingdoms surrounding the Bay of Mann tremble, now, at the sound of thunder, for fear that it is in truth the drums of the conquerers marching to their doorsteps.

from the dispatches of Gholesh ibn Sarrar ibn Farreez, Ambassador to Thrayce, 962nd Cycle of the Mysteries.






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