In the older days when the Brood was first created, it sweeped through the realm like tidal wave. No Clan, Guild, or Faction could stand against them, both alone or in alliance. The Brood was unstoppable, yet there was discomfort in the Brood. Many felt as if their skills were useless and void. Many brothers and sisters left, and abandoned the Brood. The great Leaders Kurgan, Orin, and Garrett had left for better purposes. Kurgan and Orin had completely left, while Garrett had seemed to just disappear into far away lands, returning ever so slightly. Kurgan's name seemed to fade from history, yet Orin remind hidden but always around. These were bad times for the Brood, Leaders and members were all gone. The halls were empty yet, save for a few individuals.
Months past and Kurgan the Dark Paladin had returned to the lands once again. He spoke with the Lord Darkstar, and was granted back into the Brood yet he held no title of Leader. Kurgan tried to bring back former ties and strengths, but it was to no avail. All those with darkened hearts cared not for the Brood, or it's Lord. They all fell victim to the weaker clans with a more reputable title. This couldn't continue any longer. It was time for something to happen, something new. It was time to show the mud the true power of the Tower.
The Lord Darkstar had a plan devised. Yet his plans remained secret, for he had small glimpses into the future. Within the time of struggle and weakness, he was going to bury the name of Tower, and the Brood. He was going to bring up the great Infernal Order of D'Sar, an old thought but newly revised. What happened he had devised his plans, couldn't have gone any better.
Darkstar decided it was time to lay rest to his Commander the Dark Paladin Kurgan. Without the Commanders knowledge Darkstar pulled the life from the already undead bones. A ceremony was held, and Kurgan was buried with full D'Sarian rights. Nobody knew what killed off the Commander, and everyone was afraid. What could have possibly snuck into the Tower and killed a great Paladin such as he? The mere thought of it started to cause minor Chaos in the realm. Clans begun to fall, Alliances were broken. Not even the Chaotic Warriors were prepared for the Chaos that befell the realm.
All Clans, Guilds, and Factions had fallen. New groups were starting up. The once leader of the Silent Raven Duragon, begged for the Lord Darkstar to allow him safety within the walls of the Tower. Lord Darkstar granted the request, demanding that Duragon preached of a new reign of darkness. To recruit new members into the Infernal Order of the D'Sar. Litte to everyone's knowledge, the flow of events fueled the Darkstar's plans even faster than he expected. Famous names that faught against us swore allegience to the Infernal Order. Heroes that once sword to destroy us, joined our ranks. The Order started to bloom, yet they didn't quite have a grip to seize the power.
The Lord Darkstar in his ultimate Stealth gave life back to the old Commander Kurgan. But said nothing to him, it was quite some time before the Kurgan made his way back to his home. Kurgan came back to what was an empty Tower, and lay in rest. Knowing not this was of the D'Sar's plans. When he awoke, he found Duragon and other members. The old Commander reswore his oath to the Infernal Order of D'Sar, and was raised to the rank of Captain. With the new blood of old members, the clans strength grew.
Later amongst the months Kurgan came across Orin, who had come out of the Shadows to be amused by the Chaos. Orin had forgotten his past glories, and followed Kurgan back into the ranks of the Inferal Order. Orins magick skills assisted in educating our members. When the return of Orin was known through the realm, Volrath and Beregost returned. Once a mighty Sorcerer and Telapth they had slightly fallen in their departed times. Yet the swore allegiance back with the Order. With new equipment and a new sense of pride in who they are they helped in being a backbone for the Order to lean on.
With a more known presence in the Realm others of lesser names swore their allegience. One of them had a darkened heart from the beginning, as his training of a thief he killed a Bishop loyal to the Order. Yet we did not bring forth vengeance, for we knew he was a strong pupil in training. We knew he must join. We watched him grow, from the ranks of a thief, to a mercenary, and then finally to an assassin. His renown was known through the realm as a loner, yet he reached the mindset of a Hero to those not worthy of such a title. With clever tongue he joined our Ranks. The Assassin Drizzt may not be a name known of old, but it will certainly be a name known from this present to the future.
With the old and new blood, the Infernal Order thrives. Never is there a time when one is not seen, never is there a time when one is not working to make us thrive more. As we continue to advance, and new blood is added... New victories will be written down in the scribes books, uncharted territory will know of us before we come. For we are the Infernal Order of D'Sar, and it is that very reason that our members will fight and destroy all that oppose us. It is our legacy, not just our dream. It's not only a wishful thought, but an ongoing mission that will never stop again.
Posted by Kurgan at December 9, 2004 01:09 AM