"Absent gods, here's another bunch of them," Chav drawled, irritation in her voice.
"I hear them," I grunted, shifting my back against the tree to find a more comfortable angle. Well, I'd heard the horses' clopping, any how. I opened a single eye, and sure enough, Chav was right. Four of them this time, green as grass. You wonder if they really thought wearing brown homespun tunics and trousers were going to fool anyone into thinking they were Just Folks ... while riding Sadasian stallions and those gorgeous tooled Mithlantri saddles.
Unfortunately, they also heard us. The chickling at their head spurred over to us, and raised her arm in salute to me. "Captain? My name is Amberstar. We heard in Redwave that one of the orc columns were headed this way." She grinned at me with her cheeks puffed out like a bleeding squirrel. "We want to help!"
Joy and rapture unbounded.
A colourful but universally applicable calendar.
Thirty systems of justice-or the most rank injustice, in some cases.
A system for samurai ranks. Still having trouble with the output of this one.
A short summary of the ranks used by the Gurkha Regiments of the British Indian Army.
An attempt to codify the Byzantine military system.
Ranks of the members of a particular craft guild or livery company.
A simplified explanation of the nobility of the Ottoman Empire.
A fantasy version of nobility from a Middle-Eastern type setting.
The hierarchy of the Hashashin, also known as the Order of Assassins or Silver Band.
The hierarchy of the Thuggee Cult.
Hierarchy of the Shinto religion.
Titles & Ranks for monastic religious organizations.
A summary of the various ranks found within the geisha community.
Ranks & Titles for Chivalric & Theocratic Knightly Orders
Mongol Military Ranks & Civil Organization
Titles & Ranks for a standard organized church hierarchy.
Land Forces military ranks for fantasy settings.
Expanded ninja ranks as used by myself.
The party has found the source of the strange creatures roaming the countryside. The rift in this reality glows with a silver hue, rippling with the wind but never moving. They step through and are immediately assaulted with the scent of rotting meat, some have to muster all their strength not to vomit. Strange cries similar to the beasts the party had faced before can be heard in the distance. Looking around, they see they are in a forest of grey and red rather than the normal brown and green. The trees are sticky to the touch and writhe, perhaps to get away or perhaps as a warning.
The deeper the party goes, the more the forest seems to slither and move underfoot. The cries get closer and more numerous. Creatures lurk in the shadows, all the same color of their surroundings. Whatever the party came in here for, they had better do it fast.
The forest of flesh is waking up, and it is so very hungry.