Bravery Is Subjective

[meg 1994]

((I think this is from DnD))

 

For what  seemed like endless hours, the Salvians trudged through the snow that covered the mountains. They were cold, and perhaps even hungry, but a fiery lust for vengeance fueled them in their trek. They approached the Witches' Mountain in the early hours of the morning. The Witches waited, in silence, watching as these brave warriors ascended, hellbent on slaying the ladies that resided within the age old castle, now covered in ice. 

 

They were slaughtered. 

 

The ice and snow around them seemed almost alive, ensnaring and harming them whenever it could. Their only consolation was the head of one, single witch. Her head was not placed upon a pedestal, rather, it rested in her Mother's arms, as she wept for her lost child.

 

Yes, bravery is subjective...Most call it foolish.

 

((OOC))

No salvians survived, I'm p sure, so nobody would really know about the event. Except maybe some salvians went out into the mountains and never returned. I'm excited to see what kind of stories come from this. Hope everyone enjoyed! 

 

[Urahra 5777]

Sif the Terrible, White Lady of the Woods, slobbers over the corpses of the fallen. She prowls through the snow on all fours, huffing like a dog. Stretching her sharp-toothed maw, she digs into the feast.

[Krodin 7]

One of our own guys killed me but I am glad he made stuffed me into a snowman like a requested XD

[Dyrr 137]

In Urguan, Balin Goldhand hears rumors at his shop of Salvians not returning after going into the mountains. "Maybeh se'm people'll go lookin' fer 'em. Maybeh they'll need sem swords. Ah better make sem mer jost in case thay wont teh buy aneh!"

[RBartnick 23]

Linda laid on the mountain, with her left arm broken along with her right leg. She saw her love, Archrim die in front of her eyes by the frost witch mother, who offered her to be one of them few moments before. She shot 2 of her daughters with arrows from her bow, but now she lays, due to the ice launched at her. She was about to be killed by the traitor among the people of Salvus, but then the mother yells at him. She decides to do the honors herself, consumed by the grief and rage from the death of her first born. She raises her ice sword, then cuts the neck of Linda... her last words, being: "Archrim... may we be together again..."

[ℤ∃ʁ∅ 823]

Ramza hears news of this and sighs. "It seems I might have to visit a place... " he makes his way to the wood elven city. 

[Ayevia 141]

"May the creators guide the souls of those who have fallen."

[CommunistSpy 441]

August tends to his wounds. He dusts the snowflakes off from his belongings, and soaks his blood-soaked clothing in water. If only he had something..

 

If only..

 

 

 

(( I thoroughly enjoyed the event. I hope everyone had fun! ))

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

A witch in long blue robes, face obscured by a hood, carries a prone body and lays it gently in a snow-drift beneath the ancient stone arches. Hot blood spatters her clothing, steaming faintly in the cold air. The witch extends her gray hands and the snow moves to cover the body in a soft layer of white. Her hands clench into trembling fists, and the snow hardens, forming a flawless tomb of opaque ice above the pale gray corpse. Gabrielle lowers her head as she stands before the crude grave of her first-born, the coven's only casualty in the slaughter. As the night falls, a faint blue glow shines from her hood, clouded as damp flecks of ice fill her eyes.

[ski_king3 0]

Loki and his companion hear of a tale of disappearing Salvians. He and his companion head out in the direction they'd gone in hopes of finding them.

[Aelu / Rel (Combustionary) 1540]

"I missed this."

 

Relgard says with a grin, pulling his coat close to him as he stands among the witches. He felt a faint disappointment as he scanned the faces of the women, and found his old friend absent, yet he had a feeling he'd make a few more to come.

 

With the bleeding head of a salvian, and the broken helmet of another weighing down his bags, he made his way home, whistling a cheery tune all the way.

[Krodin 7]

Krodin about to go down the moutain slope and kill a frost witch was stabed by august. Another High Elf that he had learned to trust and even cried infront of. Stumblind down the moutain krodin fell back up just to be lied to by august. " If you surrender they won't kill you they are gennrous." Was said by august with a smirk. Feeling as though he was being treated by a dog about to be ethunasied, Krodin sclised at August cutting his arm. In anger August slashed Krodin throat blood flowing from the wound on last word could be heard from Krodin " Why?"

[Hanrahan 2983]

Arn comments, when 'rumours' of frost-witch activity surface, as the corpses and bones of a battle are usually a tell-tale sign of somethiing going on.

 

"I hope they didn't hurt.. what was her  name.. Jasmine?"

[Snake Plissken 637]

"Good riddance", says a high elf.

[Roopak 21]

​Roopak would silently rock in his wooden chair, waiting for his friends to return to Salvus. 

 

An hour passed, and Roopak stood from his chair, and packed his things, and set off for the mountains in a desperate effort to find the lost Salvians.