Aesopian 1640 Share Posted July 20, 2018 ~| The Approach of Autumn |~ A single word to break the tides, a single king to reign them. From his hands the future hides, the princeling that will chain them. "Diz... diz cannah be." The chieftain of the wonks is squat before a pool in the lowest levels of the caves, his hands clutched around the bottom of his face. It is flush with life, with ornate offerings scattered all around its side-passages. Lilypads float in the still waters, and the dim luminescence of mosses glisten off their scummy surface. Yet, there is one thing missing. A great, colossal frog, which used to occupy the middle of the pond. The princess of peel frogs, a Mani, who protected the wonks when they were in their darkest times. Now, she has vanished, disappeared with nary a trace, and with not a clue as to her whereabouts. "Iz az mi blahed, cheef." says the a wonk warrior, poking the waters with a long stick. The chieftain bats the warrior's staff away. This is no time for levity. They had been celebrating -- it had been a joyous time. Khurmt had just been defeated, and the wonks were free to begin expanding beyond the caves they had occupied for so long. The wonk chieftain had seen the sun dance across the Wonkawood lakes, how wonderful it was in its beauty. He had longed for a free people, and now they were free. Then, their god left them. "Dat tha openin of dah deep gate came... iz no coincidence. She left because of them. How long before the gate fully opens?" "Few weekz, zum months, at most." "Prepare dah ladeez and tadpoles. Soon... we may need to depart." A gust of wind blows across all of Atlas, spreading out from the Wonkawood, smelling of embers, wood, and greenery. The seal on the Deep Gate has been broken, by the actions of the elf Elenora Zytiaear, the human Olgierd, the dwarf Vosirk, and the orc Zhag'Yar. Within the next several elvish days, it will open completely, allowing anyone outside to plunder its depths. And allow what is within, out. Note: You don't ICly know who opened the deep gate. Only that it has happened. ＷＡＫＥ ＭＥ Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chimp 528 Share Posted July 20, 2018 "Four shall wake him, and four shall see, an ending for serenity. Four brother’s blood, here is the key, unlocking death's eternity." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
HazelWazel 463 Share Posted July 20, 2018 Elenora Zytaiar sits quietly at her house, pausing, ".. I take no responsibility. I just slapped my hand on a rock with a little cut on it- and hey, I opened a door. Neat." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ibraheemc2000 2965 Share Posted July 20, 2018 Ibraheem Aladeen would prepare to go in..For a ODD feeling....He thinks this is linked to the far glade..... ((I called it, IM HYPED to go in)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BannedGecko 59 Share Posted July 20, 2018 The orc would stand beside his Lur Wolf nodding, "I willz bi at tuh gate wen it opunz." He'd have a large orcish sword in hand. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ryno2 1285 Share Posted July 20, 2018 Officer Grudgebeard folds up his old ghillie suit in a pack, along with a hatchet, large combat knife, a pack of matches, the Jaws of Life, and his trusty revolver. When the gate fully opened, he'd look out over Kal'Tarak one last time. It'd be a while before he came back. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BDanecker 867 Share Posted July 20, 2018 Dor Irongut sharpens his sword with his whetstone somewhat overenthusiastically, saying to himself “Ah won’t miss t’is loike ah did last toime.” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThumperJack 927 Share Posted July 20, 2018 Vosirk shrugs lightly, "'spose ah did ah thing." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RalphGiezer 68 Share Posted July 20, 2018 Zhag'Yar sat crisscross in what seemed to be the middle of a worship room. Beads of sweat rolling from his forehead as he meditated; hush whispers and snippets drowning his mind. All voices of concern and franticness. His eyes would open wide, seemingly breathless as he rumbled in a soft groan "Diz am unlii dah begynun…" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MunaZaldrizoti 8037 Share Posted July 20, 2018 Victoria Vientos would sit beside her husband at an oaken desk, surveying a series of field notes and parchments sprawled out before them. Her maid would tell them of the news. "I hope whomever tampered with this place resting within the Wonklands are found and their information extracted, otherwise their actions were nothing but those of fame-seekers and troublemakers." She'd nod, sending her teal gaze towards her spouse before continuing to read over one of the papers in which she had taken particular interest. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Burnsy 437 Share Posted September 28, 2018 Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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