After sheddin’ the blood of those treacherous priests, I found myself with no home, no clan, no purpose. But I’m no coward, and I won’t hide in the shadows. So I ventured forth, to see what this cruel world had in store for ol’ T’mir. Turns out, plenty of debauchery and misery, just how I like it.
These past months have been a struggle, make no mistake. Folks scatter like roaches at the sight of me, and I’ve yet to find a worthy companion. But I’ve crossed paths with a few colorful creatures, some worth the trouble, others not so much. And while I wait for the day I can reunite with my Q’rek, my incestuous dreams grow ever more vivid. Patience, though, for I’ll find a way to bring her back to me.
The future’s uncertain, but one thing’s clear – I’m no longer bound by the twisted ideals of the Dread Cult. Here’s to a new chapter, one where I’ll prove my might, take what’s mine, and revel in the wicked pleasures of this filthy world. Keep yer ears pricked, furry kin, for more tales of T’mir Ash-Maker are on the horizon.
>Soulkyn