Zachania Tome two & The Diaries of Lord Talon

“I have not underestimated you Talon! You are mistaken I do not estimate you at all, remember this and remember my voice when doom comes crashing upon you, all of you here have led Zachania to the door of death…you will be crushed, crushed down level with the dirt!”

Lord Heikan then burst forward and drew his sword.

“Let me kill this dog Lord Talon, let us rid ourselves of this traitorous filth once and for all!” 

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The Emperor’s son then pulled his clothes tighter together and started to trot leading his group of forty Kinjouras.

To run forty miles under the blistering midday sun was an order that would be met with dismay if it was given to any regular soldier, but the Kinjouras were no regular men. They were unique assassins

who existed only for battle and bloodshed, not one sigh, not one moan could be heard or seen,

only a look of determination in their cold blank eyes, in fact they had a look of relish, like the order

was a challenge of their abilities.

Their resolve was a compliment to Grarlin and the evil witch Bevilda whose conditioning of them was awe inspiring.They had been inbred with a will and desire to win no matter what the cost, their own lives meant nothing, and only the mission had importance to them. It was an amazing purity of mind to match their amazing fighting skills.

The Kinjouras had enhanced physical abilities and strength, crafted by Bevilda as she dabbled for decades with their bloodlines and stock and bolstered by Grarlin as he fed them on secret potions and herbs. They were experts with all the known weapons and experts in hand to hand fighting. 

All in all the Kinjouras were the most deadly fighting force on the whole island, they were faster, stronger, tougher, more resilient and more cold hearted than anyone who would stand before them.

Now they would be unleashed on Zachania.

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“You kill our parents, capture our women and murder our commanders…whatever anyone says about the Zachanian uprising, they can never argue that it was not just.”

Lord Talon speaking to his Imperial prisoner, General Krustov

‘Only those who have been hunted can truly value survival’

From the scrolls of Epicania

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So they wait for us just across the valley.

I can smell their fires…I can hear them,

Do they realise what awaits them,

We fight for freedom and revenge.

They fight for pay and duty,

We have a lust for their blood,

What thirst do they have?

When morning comes…will their swords be as sharp as ours?

Can there spirit be as determined as ours?

This battle is won already,

Foolishly they prepare for their funeral.

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Tomorrow I will make them pay,

Tomorrow I will show them a Zachanian,

My sword will be my instrument of revenge,

My mind will be its guide,

And my heart will be the oil that burns the flame.

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