A long trek had finaly lead the Urgal brigade to their destination. After watching the mad Shade, Durza, command his kin into a fierce battle, seeing them slaughtered, Zarec' had sworn to avenge them with the blood of Shades. While in the Beors he joined with the remnants of the Dead Eye tribe, now all that remained was six Kull and twice as many smaller Urgals. They were Urgal sharpshooters with longbows made from the horns of their ancestors, not nearly as fancy as those made by the dwarves but just as strong and much larger. Many a long weeks they traveled until they reached the destination were they could find a Shade, maybe even two.

The Nameless Town on the edges Hadarac Desert. A centre for slave trade and merc hiring, the only human settlement were Urgals were not cast away from. Filthy and slimy, here was were cutthroats and pirates came, and all others that not even the Varden would accept, here they would seek their revenge.

Zarec' went to the town square and posted a note written in blood, calling for a Shade to unlock the powers of an Urgal artifact recovered from the desert. Content to wait for months the Urgals fought with the local theifs and barflys, even the local merc gaurd hired by the govenor; waiting for their trap to be sprung.

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the shade azules was tall and built like a fighter he had a long wipe on the left side of his belt and a sword on the right, he saw the notice on the bord he went to the tavern that was indicated the happy farmer. the sign had a man with a pichfork in one had and a mug in the other. azules entered the tavern and ordered a drink.