The Shores Are Bleeding

[Swgrclan 2682]

 

[ Continued from: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/169101-the-sea-speaks-in-roaring/?tab=comments#comment-1596236 ]

 

From the South-West, Cyndaer of House Sylvaeri, Haelurir of the Virarim road to the city bearing urgent news; something encroached upon Caras Eldar from the sea, and soon would rise from the western shores to strike. Steward Kalina was the first he had happened upon, and thus she was the one to hurriedly inform the others of the necessity to take up arms.

Just as warned, from the depths rose a member of a menace that has plagued the Elven capital before; a Droquar, though far larger than the one that had previously assaulted the city. Going by the name of Tokovolos the Greater, the ungodly beast is storied by native Atlasaen tribals who, having settled far before everyone else, knew well of the havoc the two beasts waged in far older times.

 

 

A conflict between Tokovolos and the rallied Elven defenders almost immediately began. With prior attempts from an Azdrazi having failed to calm the ancient beast's ire, it cast upon the farmlands it invaded a breath of lightning so fierce and powerful that it could be heard across the land - though better summed up as a distant violent thunderstorm for those who were not there to witness the struggle itself. With steel unable to pierce its scales, and arrows bouncing off like pebbles cast against castle walls, the defenders had little choice other than to retreat to the wall and quickly discern a proper battle plan. The farmlands were torn apart; scorched by something far more catastrophic than Dragonfire.

 

 

The one known as "Crumena", a wizard of older times, rushed to the assistance of the others and began the creation of a weapon of destruction known as a Rune Cannon. With it having been completed and poised upon the wall toward the distant, encroaching Tokovolos, the Elves finally had the means to exact vengeance against Tokovolos and its campaign of blind fury. After the wall, and those upon it, sustained heavy damage from a clawed strike, which bid the collapse of some of the stone arches and the wounding of those atop it, Crumena let loose the cannon's raw power; ensuring that his mark would be struck after Artimec Camoryn of the Naelurir displayed his deep bond with nature and willed roots from far below to keep the Droquar in place, even if only momentarily, before the Elder Druid had sustained a twisted, broken leg amidst Tokovolos' furious, pummeling retaliation against those against the wall. The subsequent cannon-blast struck the Greater Droquar in the chest, where a strange, festering wound as dark and ill as the Abyss lingered. The beast of the seas screamed; it bled black blood and stumbled every step made in retreat. 

 

Yet it was not slain. The shores were drowned in dark blood after Tokovolos submerged itself amidst its efforts to flee and regain its strength, as though half a hundred whales were slaughtered not far from the city's shoreside. What does this mean for the noble denizens of Caras Eldar, knowing that their beloved capital has been marked by beasts that have long since stood against the test of time?

 

The Redshore War has begun.

[Guest]

Kairn pounds metal with his hammer, his brow sweaty. "Let the dragon die," he comments to nobody in particular.

[HardstyleRaver2 56]

Alakagh would accidentally fall off of the wall when somebody tried to rush him down in order to cleanse the dragon.

[devvy 1348]

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