Once the Horde had arrived just out of reach of the attacks of the defenders along the settlement walls, the Horde came to a halt. Grobak rode forward on his giant wolf and rode up and down the lines of the Horde while holding a somewhat torn flag showing a red skull with jagged teeth on a black background. The symbol of his tribe.
As he rode down the line of barbarians, they shouted and cheered with a manic and unbridled style. These were cold blooded killers, rapists, anarchists, and deviants of a diverse nature. They lived to fight and subdue while living in the moment without a care for the future.
"Hmph, look at that fool. Does he think himself a king? We have arrived here and I still see the walls standing firm in the distance. What does he hope to accomplish?" Ordak ridiculed as he watched Grobak riding atop the giant wolf.
