Rise of the Horde

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The power the stranger radiated swirled in glorious hues and vibrations, flowing like a cape behind him, encircling his mighty head with light like a crown. The voice was audible in both the ears and the mind, and raced along the blood like a sweet song long forgotten and now suddenly recalled.

What he offered was tempting, was exciting, and made the heart ache with yearning. But still, but still … there was something ….

When he had gone, the leaders of the eredar turned to one another and spoke softly, the words intended for their minds alone.

“It is little enough to ask, for what he offers us,” said the first. He stretched, in the physical world and in the metaphysical one, sending forth echoes of his strength.

“Such power,” murmured the second, lost in thought. He was the elegant one, the beautiful one, and his essence was glorious and radiant. “And he speaks the truth. What he showed us will come to pass. No one can lie in such a telling.”

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