House of Trouble Meeting: War of the First Council Scheme

Orc king, Gortwog gro-Nagorm, gathered all the shaman priests of Orsinium that day and promised a revelation: "Let me tell you of the vision i had, let me tell you of a secret door that was open in front of me to see the past, let me show you that our God lives, let me share with you what Trinimac showed me."

DAGON: What time is it?

SHEOG: Too soon demon.

BAL: What or who are we waiting for?

DAGON: The Return of the Mac, I guess?

SHEOG: Cheesy!

Mauloch: Apologies for the delay, Nords again at Dragon wall!

DAGON: 8 years to travel east? Should’ve make it 6, fits nicely with the upcoming war.

BAL: You seem to know what this is Mad God, don’t test my spear!

TriniMalac: This is about my revenge, the Heart and the testing of Veloth teachings.

SHEOG:

Easy there dirtpile, you temper is surely vile

It may be the Mac is back, but I will do all the hack

Timing is key, and I will need your thunder

Fittingly it is, the year of winter in summer

Dumalacath: I see the deep ones’ souls have made it to the skin, under my sulphurous sky I shall eat their Soulless King and wait for Boethiah’s son to visit me with his questions. He’ll never recognize a Dwarf-Orc when blinded by love with his Dwarf-King.

SHEOG:

Not so bad for a Bal Masqué,

I’ll be in Azura’s temple sacré

Where he consults for his tribe's fate

Mad God pops and hacks the date

It’s war they want and war they get

When prophecy comes, scheme is set

DAGON: Where do I fit in?

BAL: Patience! When I lay my stone in the liar’s womb, and the Mad God tricks it to come in blaze, wait for this Rock to Lie, for Truth will fall when prayers stop.

SHEOG: That takes care of our three troubling sisters, until the new temple comes with the prophecy fulfilled. It's time to dance.