Red Hand of Doom!

The Wyrmsmoke Mountains shook with the thunder of ten thousand screaming hobgoblin soldiers. From the phalanx emerged a single champion. One by one the tribes fell silent as the warlord rose up, blue scales gleaming along his shoulders, horns sweep back from beneath him. A hundred bright yellow banners stood beneath him, each marked with a great red hand. He stood upon a precipice and raised his arms. “Hear me!” the warlord bellowed. “Tomorrow we march for war!”

Red Hand of Doom #Cyrus

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