The Redshore War

[Ford 1996]

 

 

[Continued from https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/169694-the-shores-are-bleeding/?tab=comments#comment-1601208]

 

It had been several months since Caras Eldar was assaulted by the droquar. The devastation of the farmlands and wall that Tokovolos caused in its wroth state had been mended after hands of druids and non-druids alike sweated to repair. The Descendant residents of the city had gone on about their business for the most part, priorities changing with the retreat of the draconic beast. 

 

But the fear was still fresh in many a mind, and the worry grew pressing. Morotokos' raucous arrival on the docks of the dark elven district was the advent of the conflict between the Dominion and formidable beasts of an ancient time, the first confrontation ending with the droquar's retreat into the azure depths with an obsolete eye, courtesy of an Ascended mage's fireball of overwhelming power and heat. With that came a lull in activity from the ocean waters, an extended amount of time passing before Tokovolos eventually waded onto the shore and delved further inland, towards the wall of the Dominion's jewel as if to avenge its comrades suffering. However, the Elven forces endured and repelled the greater droquar by means of a mighty rune cannon, causing a considerable chest wound which the droquar would now carry. 

 

Individuals of both government and Virarim had developed their own worries alongside the citizenry about the aggressive belligerents and the reality of the danger they were in while the duo continued to live beneath the surface of the ocean blue, prepared to strike at any time. Within little time and lacking argument, a decision was reached by those on high: a hunt would be held, for the safety and prosperity of the Dominion. Preparations for an expedition were to begin soon, to seek out the draconic fiends and put an end to their nuisance of an existence.

 

 

 

As Elven minds toiled and hands went to work gathering materials and the means to slay mighty foes, the sands of beaches and tides that flowed in would gradually grow more crimson by the week. What these red messengers left behind on the shore were occasional bits of blubber, fish meat and heads, fins, and a variety of other half-eaten aquatic life. For miles out, the ocean shared by the Dominion and Enchantry's hue appeared noticeably rufescent. What floated to the surface were similar to what had washed up on beaches, some bits small, some comparable to the size of a raft fit for a seven. 

 

And beneath the depths of the bloody sea, mounds of layered sand became disturbed. Grand beasts had been roused from slumber. 

 

 

 

((Event begins Sunday, 8 PM EST,  1/21/18, starting within Caras Eldar))

 

 

 

 

[Joltastik 506]

"Find the nest. Eviscerate the eggs. Watch them lose any drop of composure, and take advantage of that." 

A Marked Man muses as Veidan passes, both hands deftly focused upon polishing various harpoons of many sizes.

[Archipelego 2188]

Audens hefts his shield up, gazing wearily at the water.

[Unwillingly 18097]

Cyrene would raise her eyebrows in surprise upon the news. "This thing again? I thought we were done with that. I'm sure we can take it!" she'd say as she raised a fist proudly.

[Gone 869]

"On second thought , let’s not go to Caras Eldar. ‘Tis a silly place." A certain sleepy elfess says to her family after they hear of the bloody sea. 

[Zacho 2177]

On 1/21/2018 at 3:36 AM, Ford said:

 droquar's retreat into the azure depths with an obsolete eye, courtesy of an Ascended mage's fireball of overwhelming power and heat

"huh" Says the local Sage "An Ascended actually did something, well ill be darned!"

[devvy 1348]

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