( Lord Ortell addresses his Formorian army )
" My brothers! My loyal creatures of damnation hear me, I have caught wind that the humans intend to venture into the deep woods and cross it's threshold into our territory "
His voice reverberated through the massive canyon were the out raged creatures roared and cried out for blood, the corners of his mouth curled up into a wicked smile at the reaction, he could tell they were all excited by this news. So was he to be honest, and why shouldn't they be, it had been decades since most of them tasted human flesh. The Formors are made up of many different race of creatures so unless he gave them a specific order not to there was no stopping the leaders of each respective race from waging small wars with other races, but it had been much too long since they spill human blood. For several minutes he looked on at the sea of monsters, content that their natural hatred towards humans and bloodlust was alone enough to bring them all together without having to use his influence over them, they were all playing right into his hands. He knew the true intentions of the humans coveted High King as he had plenty of human spies within to keep him updated on things such as this and he saw it as a golden opportunity, with the Formors massing all he had to do was send out a few of them to deal with the humans and use them as an excuse to start a war.
It would be all to easy to claim he was responding to an already preemptive strike by the king in form of the childrem the King has set out into the deep woods to die. His race in particular were more humanoid with the ability to take on human shape so it was not uncommon for treaties to be formed with neighboring human territories, his race was powerful enough to wipe out legions of humans but it has always been extremely difficult for their kind to give birth so sacrificing any one of them in a battle which they would certainly loose in eventually for what the humans lacked in individual strength they made up for in numbers and military strength. In the older days when the human's population was fewer they were nothing more than food for monsters of all kind, but evolution is unavoidable and with their growing numbers their ability to stand against them did grow as well, so much so that his kind was forced to signs treaties to keep mankind from grinding their race into the dust. This did not stop other races that viewed humans as nothing more than food from continuing their old ways, though attacks on the now militarized humans resulted in defeat, Ortell quickly realized that if he was to put mankind back in it's place beneath them at the bottom of the food chain he would have to bring the many other races together to fight as one.
He knew however the time to attempt bringing them all together had to be right, for a long time non were eager to try their hands at the humans again after many defeats and some nearly having their races wiped out completely due to " monster hunts ", also many other non human creatures backed mankind. He knew if he waited long enough there would come a day were he could get them to put their hate for each other and fear of the humans aside to unite, and that time had finally come.
" It seems however that the humans and the other races that support them have gotten too sure of themselves, for they have sent a very small group of young ones out on their own " he said, speaking again at last
" As we all have learned over the years it is unwise to underestimate humans, however I think we can spare just a few of you to go out and deal with this oncoming nuisance, and after that...war " He drew his mighty greatsword and held it out over them all in his right hand as he proclaimed
" This will be their final insult, the time to put the humans back in their place and in our bellies has come at last! So prepare yourselves for war! "