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The day had been unevent, nothing in particular happened apart from the usual. The suns golden rays washing the island in serenity. A calm breeze flushing over the mountain, cooling the inhabitants as they go about their daily business, leaves brushing against the grass, plants swaying with the breeze. Eventually the moon would call for their time to show, the sun sliding down the horizon. The last of suns rays producing a beautiful glow upon the island before it dropped from view. The island now in darkness for it was time to rest. As the moon rose higher into the sky its luminescent glow now coats the island, producing minor shadows of those who left for their homes or who still worked.

 

Though the holy glow from the moon would fade at some point of the night. The clouds rolling in over the mountain tops, dark and heavy clouds. A storm broke out which shattered the peaceful serenity of the island. The heavy rain flooding the drops on the island in murky puddles. Though this was a flash storm, it did not last long before the heavy and dark clouds flew elsewhere. The moon's glow once again bathing the island in serenity and faith. Or so they thought, once more did the dark clouds roll back into play, destroying the glow that once bathed the island. Multiple crackles of lightning and the sorts echoed throughout the area, awakening most.

 

Eventually the storm dies down and begins to stop. Though the thick clouds remaining as they slowly slide across the night sky. Though while inhabitants thought they could finally get some rest for their hardship and work, they were wrong. A loud and painful screech boomed across the island, its location unknown to all. Most would move towards their windows and peer out in hopes to find out what had shattered the silence. They saw nothing.. Or did they?

 

A dark and hunched figure with pure yellow glowing eyes darts around the island village. Its features unseen from the darkness. Though a gap in the clouds allowed the holy glow of their goddess to shine down to reveal something most hideous. A furless and heavily deformed kharajyr lurking about. Obviously gone insane through time and sought vengeance unto the one who sought these deformities and pain unto the creature. Some from the Ordium may be able to recognise the creature from the rifts which opened up across the realm of Athera. Though as its features were revealed the clouds quickly covered the glow, the creature darting from view and back to where it came on the island.
 

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Do the abominations of the Ordium still exist? What was this creature? Was it dangerous?  Where did it go?

Only time could tell who and what this creature is.

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After hearing a loud deafening screech in the distance, Muja's eyes peer away from the bobber that floated uneasily in the surface of the salty waters. Beside him was a an old rusted bottle that seemed to have served as a remedy to sailors who grew restless during their long voyages. Scratched onto the glass were the scribblings of a word that he could barely make out.

 

Skooma

 

And it was at that moment that Muja actually considered for the first time in his nine years of life on this realm that maybe... Just maybe... He needed to take a break.

 

"... Naw..." said the young Tigrasi before quickly reeling in the line, strapping the pole to his sash, and taking off toward the island. "Skooma time?" 

 

 

 

 

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Captain Kha's ears perk up at the sound of an ear-piercing screech, he'd be swift to grab his carbarum round-shield from his back glancing from the noise's direction.

 

"Kydraw. . ."

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*Drix would be in Vandoria building his caravan when he heard the news, he would collect all the weapons he would muster and would make a beeline to the kharajyr island*

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Zinawr would be making preparations to move an oversized egg when hears the deafening screech. His ears prick up facing to towards the direction of the noise, he has a nam style of the move to Xerdali. "SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED". He screams before running to his house.

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Zar would swiftly move towards the moonpool at the news of this, shaking his head softly. He would call forth the priests and begin to discuss with them. Oh boy, more priest meetings ,';^)

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Citalihi took one look outside of her hut, frowned, and promptly shut the door. And proceeded to board it up with what furnishings she had. Then she headed over to the chest, often hidden under her bed, and pulled out a multitude of weapons. Nope. Not gonna die today.

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Oh my

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Muawla raised his claws, growling as he heard the screech and spotted the creature moving. "Time to do some fighting... Again." He prepared himself in a defensive position, and hoped for the best.

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Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

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