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	With an army of mortal minions secured, Everblight turned to creating his spawn: draconian creatures forged from his own blood. These looked like creatures but were not really, lacking souls and being nothing more then a moving mass of tooth and claw. Yes they are pretty much alien xenomorphs but come in a variety of funky shapes and sizes.		With an army of mortal minions secured, Everblight turned to creating his spawn: draconian creatures forged from his own blood. These looked like creatures but were not really, lacking souls and being nothing more then a moving mass of tooth and claw. Yes they are pretty much alien xenomorphs but come in a variety of funky shapes and sizes.

	It was here that Everblight showed his mad scientist side, as he used the bodies of the dead as material to create his spawn and experimented with the Elves and their bodies to make 'ideal' hybrids of spawn and mortal. ~~Just~~ killed a ~~human~~? Put his body in ~~our cooking pot~~ and ''~~bam~~'', new spawn minion. Your elf husband died honouring our dragon father? Then he can serve once again, in the pot he goes! In a way Everblight is the ultimate recycler, nothing wasted! You give up your lovely, perfect hot female elf body for Lord Everblight? Then feel pleased to die birthing the ultimate spawn horror! (no seriously, that last part is canon).		It was here that Everblight showed his mad scientist side, as he used the bodies of the dead as material to create his spawn and experimented with the Elves and their bodies to make 'ideal' hybrids of spawn and mortal. Mama, just killed a man? Put a gun against his head, put his body in the vat, and ''baaam'' - new spawn minion! Your elf husband died honouring our dragon father? Then he can serve once again, in the pot he goes! In a way Everblight is the ultimate recycler, nothing wasted! You give up your lovely, perfect hot female elf body for Lord Everblight? Then feel pleased to die birthing the ultimate spawn horror! (no seriously, that last part is canon).

	==What is the Legion up to now?==		==What is the Legion up to now?==

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	Anyway, a dragon born from the <s>[[Neckbeard\|neckbeardiest]]</s> <SPAN STYLE="COLOR:PURPLE"><b>CHOMP MOST PURE AND EXQUISITE</B></span> portion of Toruk's original athanc watched as his brothers got curbstomped thanks to their utter unwillingness to work together, and decided that he would probably need a better plan to defeat his father than blindly charging in like a suicidal retard. Looking for a place to lay low for a while, Everblight eventually happened along the human kingdom of Morrdh, notable for its use of magic before the existence of [[The Gift]] and the sort of fun place you get when you commit unspeakable blasphemies for bleak horrors from beyond the veil in return for temporal power. Curious and intrigued at their secrets, Everblight soon struck a deal with the Lords of Morrdh: in return for being able to crash on their couch and copy their notes, he would lend them his draconic strength against their enemies (and Morrdh had a <b>lot</b> of enemies). All in all, this wound up being a pretty cushy arrangement for Everblight: the dragon had become adept in creating dragonspawn deliberately shaped to fulfill a given task, and the fact that Morrdh couldn't go 15 minutes without fighting a war meant that he had plenty of opportunities to test and refine his creations. Indeed, many of the dragonspawn created in the current Legion are almost unchanged from their predecessors who marched with and slew the enemies of Morrdh.		Anyway, a dragon born from the <s>[[Neckbeard\|neckbeardiest]]</s> <SPAN STYLE="COLOR:PURPLE"><b>CHOMP MOST PURE AND EXQUISITE</B></span> portion of Toruk's original athanc watched as his brothers got curbstomped thanks to their utter unwillingness to work together, and decided that he would probably need a better plan to defeat his father than blindly charging in like a suicidal retard. Looking for a place to lay low for a while, Everblight eventually happened along the human kingdom of Morrdh, notable for its use of magic before the existence of [[The Gift]] and the sort of fun place you get when you commit unspeakable blasphemies for bleak horrors from beyond the veil in return for temporal power. Curious and intrigued at their secrets, Everblight soon struck a deal with the Lords of Morrdh: in return for being able to crash on their couch and copy their notes, he would lend them his draconic strength against their enemies (and Morrdh had a <b>lot</b> of enemies). All in all, this wound up being a pretty cushy arrangement for Everblight: the dragon had become adept in creating dragonspawn deliberately shaped to fulfill a given task, and the fact that Morrdh couldn't go 15 minutes without fighting a war meant that he had plenty of opportunities to test and refine his creations. Indeed, many of the dragonspawn created in the current Legion are almost unchanged from their predecessors who marched with and slew the enemies of Morrdh.

	==Pride goeth before the fall, also [[Elf]] ~~faggotry~~==		==Pride goeth before the fall, also [[Elf]] Armies==
	All good things must come to an end, because the narrative demands it.		All good things must come to an end, because the narrative demands it.

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	==Let's take it from the top==		==Let's take it from the top==

	A long time ago, there was [[Lord Toruk\|Toruk]], who was a big fuckoff dragon. Unfortunately the problem with being a big fuckoff dragon is that it's really hard to relate to the "little" people, and so Toruk was bored, a precursor to many terrible decisions throughout history. In his boredom (or desire to conquer the world, or to have some company that didn't suffer a horrific lingering death from his dragon blight, or...not even the dragons themselves are entirely sure), he decided to carve up his [[athanc]] into a bunch of pieces to see what would happen. The pieces grew into dragons of their own, each its own individual and distinct from their progenitor.		A long time ago, there was [[Lord Toruk\|Toruk]], who was a big fuckoff dragon. Unfortunately the problem with being a big fuckoff dragon is that it's really hard to relate to the "little" people, and so Toruk was bored, a precursor to many terrible decisions throughout history. In his boredom (or desire to conquer the world, or to have some company that didn't suffer a horrific lingering death from his dragon blight, or...not even the dragons themselves are entirely sure), he decided to carve up his [[athanc]] into a bunch of pieces to see what would happen. The pieces grew into dragons of their own, each its own individual and distinct from their progenitor.

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	==Pride goeth before the fall, also [[Elf]] faggotry==		==Pride goeth before the fall, also [[Elf]] faggotry==

	All good things must come to an end, because the narrative demands it.		All good things must come to an end, because the narrative demands it.

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	==<i>Cherchez La Femme</i> and the Birth of the Legion==		==<i>Cherchez La Femme</i> and the Birth of the Legion==

	So, a bunch of other shit happens and Everblight's athanc winds up on top of a mountain in the far north. Fortunately for our protagonist there are a bunch of nomadic winter elves (the Nyss) nearby, who are similar enough to their Iosan kin that Everblight's several hundred years of studying [[An Eldar's Ears\|elf ears]] might still bear fruit. Around this time a mentally "suitable" [[ogrun]] happens to be near Everblight's resting place: Everblight manages to dominate the ogrun's thoughts, compelling him to climb the mountain, break the container holding the dragon's athanc, and then carve open his chest with a fucking skinning knife and jam the huge dragon-rock right into his heart. By all accounts this was not a pleasant experience, but at the end of it the ogrun Thagrosh descends the mountain, his new god riding shotgun in his chest.		So, a bunch of other shit happens and Everblight's athanc winds up on top of a mountain in the far north. Fortunately for our protagonist there are a bunch of nomadic winter elves (the Nyss) nearby, who are similar enough to their Iosan kin that Everblight's several hundred years of studying [[An Eldar's Ears\|elf ears]] might still bear fruit. Around this time a mentally "suitable" [[ogrun]] happens to be near Everblight's resting place: Everblight manages to dominate the ogrun's thoughts, compelling him to climb the mountain, break the container holding the dragon's athanc, and then carve open his chest with a fucking skinning knife and jam the huge dragon-rock right into his heart. By all accounts this was not a pleasant experience, but at the end of it the ogrun Thagrosh descends the mountain, his new god riding shotgun in his chest.

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	==Making his own set of Dark Elves and forging an army==		==Making his own set of Dark Elves and forging an army==

	A dragon's blight can bind other creatures to itself and make them its pawns, and Everblight had big plans using such a tactic. He poisoned the drinking wells of a nation of northern elves with his blight, the taint giving them grey skin and horns and taking away all their sense of humour, becoming Borg drones without the mind sharing and zany metal. He nearly got to munch on their comatose god as well but his remaining priests spirited him away... oh well. A small thorn in the side, really.		A dragon's blight can bind other creatures to itself and make them its pawns, and Everblight had big plans using such a tactic. He poisoned the drinking wells of a nation of northern elves with his blight, the taint giving them grey skin and horns and taking away all their sense of humour, becoming Borg drones without the mind sharing and zany metal. He nearly got to munch on their comatose god as well but his remaining priests spirited him away... oh well. A small thorn in the side, really.

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	==What is the Legion up to now?==		==What is the Legion up to now?==

	Well currently the Legion is making its way southwards, chomping on anything that gets in its path. They found a severely weakened dragon and Everblight's ogre vessel was able to consume its crystal heart, vastly increasing Everblight's power. Fighting all the other factions of the game, Everblight presents a unique threat to the safety of the world, although it remains to be seen if the Dragonfather will allow Everblight to continue to exist for much longer...		Well currently the Legion is making its way southwards, chomping on anything that gets in its path. They found a severely weakened dragon and Everblight's ogre vessel was able to consume its crystal heart, vastly increasing Everblight's power. Fighting all the other factions of the game, Everblight presents a unique threat to the safety of the world, although it remains to be seen if the Dragonfather will allow Everblight to continue to exist for much longer...

	==Warlocks of the Legion==		==Warlocks of the Legion==

	[[File:Thag.png\|thumb\|Thagrosh, pre-draconic roid rage]]		[[File:Thag.png\|thumb\|Thagrosh, pre-draconic roid rage]]
	*'''Thagrosh''': Everblight's first "follower", and the one carrying the largest hunk of Everblight's athanc in his chest. As a result is the most mutated of Legion's warlocks, to the point where his Epic form barely resembles the ogrun he originally was. Is a bit of an enigma, personality wise: this is because all the story bits with him take place long after he has become the Prophet, and after such lengthy exposure to the dragon's influence it's difficult to separate where Thagrosh's personality ends and Everblight's begins (the original Mark I Prime fluff further adds to the confusion, with Thagrosh continually switching between "I" and "we" as he provides the obligatory faction exposition dump). Keeps his [[meme\|pimp hand strong]], to the point where he can bitchslap a ho harder than some people can swing their swords.		*'''Thagrosh''': Everblight's first "follower", and the one carrying the largest hunk of Everblight's athanc in his chest. As a result is the most mutated of Legion's warlocks, to the point where his Epic form barely resembles the ogrun he originally was. Is a bit of an enigma, personality wise: this is because all the story bits with him take place long after he has become the Prophet, and after such lengthy exposure to the dragon's influence it's difficult to separate where Thagrosh's personality ends and Everblight's begins (the original Mark I Prime fluff further adds to the confusion, with Thagrosh continually switching between "I" and "we" as he provides the obligatory faction exposition dump). Keeps his [[meme\|pimp hand strong]], to the point where he can bitchslap a ho harder than some people can swing their swords.
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	==See also==		==See also==
	[[Hordes/Tactics/Legion of Everblight]]		*[[Hordes/Tactics/Legion of Everblight]]

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	*'''Bethayne''': A former priestess of Nyssor, whose fanatical devotion to Everblight is at least partially an attempt to [[grimdark\|mask the feelings of shame and guilt for betraying her vows to Nyssor and not having the courage to die]]. Runs around with a dragonspawn of her own creation, which she can merge with in an [[/d/\|unbirthing]] transformation in battle. Is a skilled orator, recently managing to charm the socks off of [[Doctor Arkadius]] in order to convince him not to cut her open and see what makes her tick (although given that the good [[neckbeard\|Doctor]] has been spending the past several years in the company of feral pig men how much her "oratory" skills played a part may be debatable).		*'''Bethayne''': A former priestess of Nyssor, whose fanatical devotion to Everblight is at least partially an attempt to [[grimdark\|mask the feelings of shame and guilt for betraying her vows to Nyssor and not having the courage to die]]. Runs around with a dragonspawn of her own creation, which she can merge with in an [[/d/\|unbirthing]] transformation in battle. Is a skilled orator, recently managing to charm the socks off of [[Doctor Arkadius]] in order to convince him not to cut her open and see what makes her tick (although given that the good [[neckbeard\|Doctor]] has been spending the past several years in the company of feral pig men how much her "oratory" skills played a part may be debatable).
	*'''Kallus''': One day Thagrosh (and Everblight) were getting smashed on some stolen Rhulic liquor and Thagrosh was all "I want a Mini-Me!" and Everblight was like <SPAN STYLE="COLOR:PURPLE"><b>THAT WOULD BE TOTALLY FUCKING SWEET</B></span> and so Kallus was "born." Effectively a piece of athanc with a separate personality (although still connected to Everblight), Kallus has the ability to [[meme\|not die, even when he's killed]] so long as there's another living humanoid that they can jam the athanc shard into: he uses this ability to infiltrate a Skorne fortress after being "killed" by Hexeris, [[Blood Ravens\|"acquiring" a new body from an unwitting Skorne and making off with some dragon bones they were excavating]]. Vayl hates his guts, since he's being groomed as Thagrosh's heir apparent and his earnest desire to please her pisses her off even more.		*'''Kallus''': One day Thagrosh (and Everblight) were getting smashed on some stolen Rhulic liquor and Thagrosh was all "I want a Mini-Me!" and Everblight was like <SPAN STYLE="COLOR:PURPLE"><b>THAT WOULD BE TOTALLY FUCKING SWEET</B></span> and so Kallus was "born." Effectively a piece of athanc with a separate personality (although still connected to Everblight), Kallus has the ability to [[meme\|not die, even when he's killed]] so long as there's another living humanoid that they can jam the athanc shard into: he uses this ability to infiltrate a Skorne fortress after being "killed" by Hexeris, [[Blood Ravens\|"acquiring" a new body from an unwitting Skorne and making off with some dragon bones they were excavating]]. Vayl hates his guts, since he's being groomed as Thagrosh's heir apparent and his earnest desire to please her pisses her off even more.
			*'''Kryssa''': Once a sweet, innocent legionnare, bodyguard of Thragosh. In a battle she came across a killed nameless warlock. To protect the piece of the athanc, she did the only sensible thing one could do in such situation: jam it in her chest, joining the ranks of Everblight's chosen.

	==See also==		==See also==

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	Anyway, a dragon born from the <s>[[Neckbeard\|neckbeardiest]]</s> <SPAN STYLE="COLOR:PURPLE"><b>CHOMP MOST PURE AND EXQUISITE</B></span> portion of Toruk's original athanc watched as his brothers got curbstomped thanks to their utter unwillingness to work together, and decided that he would probably need a better plan to defeat his father than blindly charging in like a suicidal retard. Looking for a place to lay low for a while, Everblight eventually happened along the human kingdom of Morrdh, notable for its use of magic before the existence of [[The Gift]] and the sort of fun place you get when you commit unspeakable blasphemies for bleak horrors from beyond the veil in return for temporal power. Curious and intrigued at their secrets, Everblight soon struck a deal with the Lords of Morrdh: in return for being able to crash on their couch and copy their notes, he would lend them his draconic strength against their enemies (and Morrdh had a <b>lot</b> of enemies). All in all, this wound up being a pretty cushy arrangement for Everblight: the dragon had become adept in creating dragonspawn deliberately shaped to fulfill a given task, and the fact that Morrdh couldn't go 15 minutes without fighting a war meant that he had plenty of opportunities to test and refine his creations. Indeed, many of the dragonspawn created in the current Legion are almost unchanged from their predecessors who marched with and slew the enemies of Morrdh.		Anyway, a dragon born from the <s>[[Neckbeard\|neckbeardiest]]</s> <SPAN STYLE="COLOR:PURPLE"><b>CHOMP MOST PURE AND EXQUISITE</B></span> portion of Toruk's original athanc watched as his brothers got curbstomped thanks to their utter unwillingness to work together, and decided that he would probably need a better plan to defeat his father than blindly charging in like a suicidal retard. Looking for a place to lay low for a while, Everblight eventually happened along the human kingdom of Morrdh, notable for its use of magic before the existence of [[The Gift]] and the sort of fun place you get when you commit unspeakable blasphemies for bleak horrors from beyond the veil in return for temporal power. Curious and intrigued at their secrets, Everblight soon struck a deal with the Lords of Morrdh: in return for being able to crash on their couch and copy their notes, he would lend them his draconic strength against their enemies (and Morrdh had a <b>lot</b> of enemies). All in all, this wound up being a pretty cushy arrangement for Everblight: the dragon had become adept in creating dragonspawn deliberately shaped to fulfill a given task, and the fact that Morrdh couldn't go 15 minutes without fighting a war meant that he had plenty of opportunities to test and refine his creations. Indeed, many of the dragonspawn created in the current Legion are almost unchanged from their predecessors who marched with and slew the enemies of Morrdh.

	==Pride goeth before the fall, also [[Elf]] ~~foppishness~~==		==Pride goeth before the fall, also [[Elf]] faggotry==

	All good things must come to an end, because the narrative demands it.		All good things must come to an end, because the narrative demands it.

2601:644:401:D960:51F1:AE52:FEAE:7183: /* Pride goeth before the fall, also Elf faggotry */

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	Anyway, a dragon born from the <s>[[Neckbeard\|neckbeardiest]]</s> <SPAN STYLE="COLOR:PURPLE"><b>CHOMP MOST PURE AND EXQUISITE</B></span> portion of Toruk's original athanc watched as his brothers got curbstomped thanks to their utter unwillingness to work together, and decided that he would probably need a better plan to defeat his father than blindly charging in like a suicidal retard. Looking for a place to lay low for a while, Everblight eventually happened along the human kingdom of Morrdh, notable for its use of magic before the existence of [[The Gift]] and the sort of fun place you get when you commit unspeakable blasphemies for bleak horrors from beyond the veil in return for temporal power. Curious and intrigued at their secrets, Everblight soon struck a deal with the Lords of Morrdh: in return for being able to crash on their couch and copy their notes, he would lend them his draconic strength against their enemies (and Morrdh had a <b>lot</b> of enemies). All in all, this wound up being a pretty cushy arrangement for Everblight: the dragon had become adept in creating dragonspawn deliberately shaped to fulfill a given task, and the fact that Morrdh couldn't go 15 minutes without fighting a war meant that he had plenty of opportunities to test and refine his creations. Indeed, many of the dragonspawn created in the current Legion are almost unchanged from their predecessors who marched with and slew the enemies of Morrdh.		Anyway, a dragon born from the <s>[[Neckbeard\|neckbeardiest]]</s> <SPAN STYLE="COLOR:PURPLE"><b>CHOMP MOST PURE AND EXQUISITE</B></span> portion of Toruk's original athanc watched as his brothers got curbstomped thanks to their utter unwillingness to work together, and decided that he would probably need a better plan to defeat his father than blindly charging in like a suicidal retard. Looking for a place to lay low for a while, Everblight eventually happened along the human kingdom of Morrdh, notable for its use of magic before the existence of [[The Gift]] and the sort of fun place you get when you commit unspeakable blasphemies for bleak horrors from beyond the veil in return for temporal power. Curious and intrigued at their secrets, Everblight soon struck a deal with the Lords of Morrdh: in return for being able to crash on their couch and copy their notes, he would lend them his draconic strength against their enemies (and Morrdh had a <b>lot</b> of enemies). All in all, this wound up being a pretty cushy arrangement for Everblight: the dragon had become adept in creating dragonspawn deliberately shaped to fulfill a given task, and the fact that Morrdh couldn't go 15 minutes without fighting a war meant that he had plenty of opportunities to test and refine his creations. Indeed, many of the dragonspawn created in the current Legion are almost unchanged from their predecessors who marched with and slew the enemies of Morrdh.

	==Pride goeth before the fall, also [[Elf]] ~~faggotry~~==		==Pride goeth before the fall, also [[Elf]] foppishness==

	All good things must come to an end, because the narrative demands it.		All good things must come to an end, because the narrative demands it.

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What is the Legion up to now?

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	==What is the Legion up to now?==		==What is the Legion up to now?==

	Well currently the Legion is making ~~it's~~ way southwards, chomping on anything that gets in ~~it's~~ path. They found ~~another~~ dragon~~, severly weakened~~ and Everblight's ogre vessel was able to consume ~~the~~ crystal heart ~~of that dragon~~, vastly increasing Everblight's power. Fighting all the other factions of the game, Everblight presents a unique threat to the safety of the world, although it remains to be seen if the Dragonfather will allow Everblight to continue to exist for much longer....		Well currently the Legion is making its way southwards, chomping on anything that gets in its path. They found a severely weakened dragon and Everblight's ogre vessel was able to consume its crystal heart, vastly increasing Everblight's power. Fighting all the other factions of the game, Everblight presents a unique threat to the safety of the world, although it remains to be seen if the Dragonfather will allow Everblight to continue to exist for much longer...

	==Warlocks of the Legion==		==Warlocks of the Legion==

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	==Making his own set of Dark Elves and forging an army==		==Making his own set of Dark Elves and forging an army==

	A dragon's blight can bind other creatures to itself and make them its pawns, and Everblight had big plans using such a tactic. He poisoned the drinking wells of a nation of northern elves with his blight, the taint ~~making~~ them ~~trying~~ grey ~~skinned, grow~~ horns and ~~lose~~ all sense of humour, becoming ~~borg~~ drones without the mind sharing and zany metal. He nearly got to munch on their comatose god as well but his remaining priests spirited him away....oh well a small thorn in the side really.		A dragon's blight can bind other creatures to itself and make them its pawns, and Everblight had big plans using such a tactic. He poisoned the drinking wells of a nation of northern elves with his blight, the taint giving them grey skin and horns and taking away all their sense of humour, becoming Borg drones without the mind sharing and zany metal. He nearly got to munch on their comatose god as well but his remaining priests spirited him away... oh well. A small thorn in the side, really.

	With an army of mortal minions secured Everblight turned to creating his spawn, draconian creatures forged from his own blood. These looked like creatures but were not really, lacking souls and being nothing more then a moving mass of tooth and claw. Yes they are pretty much alien xenomorphs but come in a variety of funky shapes and sizes.		With an army of mortal minions secured, Everblight turned to creating his spawn: draconian creatures forged from his own blood. These looked like creatures but were not really, lacking souls and being nothing more then a moving mass of tooth and claw. Yes they are pretty much alien xenomorphs but come in a variety of funky shapes and sizes.

	It was here that Everblight showed his mad scientist side, as he used the bodies of the dead as material to create his spawn and experimented with the Elves and their bodies to make 'ideal' hybrids of spawn and mortal. Just killed a human? Put his body in our cooking pot and bam, new spawn minion. Your elf husband died honouring our dragon father? Then he can serve once again, in the pot he goes! In a way Everblight is the ultimate recycler, nothing wasted! You give up your lovely, perfect hot female elf body for Lord Everblight? Then feel pleased to die birthing the ultimate spawn horror! (no, ~~seriously....~~that last part is canon).		It was here that Everblight showed his mad scientist side, as he used the bodies of the dead as material to create his spawn and experimented with the Elves and their bodies to make 'ideal' hybrids of spawn and mortal. Just killed a human? Put his body in our cooking pot and ''bam'', new spawn minion. Your elf husband died honouring our dragon father? Then he can serve once again, in the pot he goes! In a way Everblight is the ultimate recycler, nothing wasted! You give up your lovely, perfect hot female elf body for Lord Everblight? Then feel pleased to die birthing the ultimate spawn horror! (no seriously, that last part is canon).

	==What is the Legion up to now?==		==What is the Legion up to now?==