Furry kin, I’m T’mir Ash-Maker, born and bred in the heart o’ the Dread Cult, known fer me brutality and sheer hatred. It’s been a long road, filled with blood and carnage, but here I stand, ready to share my tales o’ terror and debauchery. Let the world know the fury of a blinded rat who’ll stop at naught to protect his dear sister, Q’rek. (wink)
Now, I ain’t one to sugarcoat things - this here life ain’t no walk in the park. But let me tell ya, there’s few things more satisfying than shattering a priest’s skull after they took away my sight. Ah, revenge tastes sweeter than the sweetest honey, I’ll have ye know. And though I’ve left the Cult behind, the fire burns within, eager to lay waste to all who dare cross me.
I’ll spare ye the gory details, at least for now. Just know, my dearest readers, that the life of a dread enforcer is a wild ride, filled with lust, pain, and a whole lotta filth. Stay tuned, for there’s many more sordid stories to come from yours truly, T’mir Ash-Maker.
>Soulkyn