Greetings denizens of Commorragh, I, Lord K'shaic, have finally returned after years of raiding realspace like a Corsair.
Sadly, I return empty handed, and with but a fraction of the forces I once commanded. However, the lessons learned and wisdom gained will prove most invaluable moving forward in life.
Despite the tragedy these past few years were, my Warriors remained uncannily loyal, following me from a frigid world known as 'Iowa', to a quite temperate one named 'California', and finally to a rather warm one named 'Texas.'
Those three years were tough, and losses high, but we pulled through to make it home.
Currently my armor is being repainted to a nice crimson with some gold embellishments. Oh yes, I did forget to mention that we joined the Ynnari whilst we were away.
Some of my Warriors and Wyches are also gearing up for a kill team operation, which should prove quite enjoyable.
It is good to be back.
Archon of the Kabal of the Bladed Lotus
"You think to challenge me, pitiful human? I, the bane of empires, the father of pain? Let me educate you; I need a new pet..."