Other Space Kaiden
Better than other-other space Kaiden
OOC
Vagar Praxut
A divine wind rose from the chests of the faithful, it's godly chorus sweeping the rows of warriors into zealous frenzy. The belly of the Matalok echoed the screeching song - which continued to rise as more shriveled lips joined to carry it higher into the heavens. Serpentine Amphistaffs bore their teeth and hissed alongside their vile masters, locking eyes on each other and trading vicious snaps of their fangs.The time of immaculate resurrection was at hand, the breath of the priests had carried this message over the entirety of the Holy Covenant. Now the transcendental task of bringing about the will of the Gods lay on the shoulders of Krahl Shai - Chosen One of the Most Holy Covenant. Raising his voice over the crowd once again, the Supreme Overlord screamed to be heard over the vigorous battle prayers and songs to the righteous cleansing to come.
"Yun-Yuuzhan has spoken! We shall light this wretched world and burn open the pathway to our salvation!" fervent howels washed over his body, the gathered mass beating against the porous ground of their living home. Raising his arms from his sides, Krahl drew in on the divine inspiration - the tendrils of Yun-Yammaka's cloak slithering into the air in mimicry of his motions
"Blood and ash will cleanse our bodies of our ancestral sin! Below our feet awaits a decadent union of infidel and heretic, traitors to our people fornicating in the blasphemous conception of unholy imaginings with they who are known as Vagaari"
And unholy their creations were indeed. The Vagaari were once willing allies to the Yuuzhan Vong, preparing corridors of invasion for the Praetorite scouts. Once the war had ended, however, the vagrants had shown the extents of their treachery. They harbored the heretical Vong who traded the gods gifts in exchange for protection against their righteous demise.
Now they benefited from gifts that were not theirs. This was why the will of the gods brought the beginning of the end to their planet - for the most insulting of heresies would be first punished.
Dipping a set of clawed fingers into a bowl that had been set on a stand beside him, The Supreme Overlord collected the yellow, purulent concoction within by a loose grasp. The concoction stirred in his palm, pulsing against his skin.
"The blessing of the gods are upon you! This world will burn!" Casting the draining ball of pus and water into the air, the horrid brew cascaded in thick droplets upon the first warriors in the long mob.
"Yun'tchilat Si!" The hoard boomed the words back, The Gods Will It.
Like a night black ocean, the mob carried their bloodlust to the waiting transports, beating their chests with chutin and amphistaff. Reaching for the long staff he'd planted in the ground beside him, the Supreme Overlord took the hissing mess of the thrice-headed serpent into his hand and turned to the warbeast that would deliver him to the first of his many righteous victories.