End of Arcas

[Sorcerio 4594]

Five nations fallen by my hand and not a single warclaim

[RhythmrhymE 156]

Abdullah Ibn Osman Kharadeen, a tall man Farfolk in origin, looks on at the ships rushing there on horseback, behind him would be a slightly chubbier, and shorter man, Highlander in origin, on horseback as well.

 

The two would rush towards the docks, Abdullah jumping off the horse, yelling to the man behind "Come on Branson! We have deals to close, and people to talk too, being on ships and going to a new realm is the perfect time for that!"

 

Branson behind Abdullah would begin fall behind, having picking the backs off the Horses, running to catch up, stating "Im glad we didn't bring that much, sir!" he'd say following Abdullah onto the boat.

((It was a fun map, I'll have many memories of it, though Atlas was still better in my opinion, though that may be due to the fact that it was my first map! Either way nice job on the post!))

Edited November 26, 2020 by RhythmrhymE
Because, I need to edit!

[Yaldabaoth 743]

A haggard, vagrant character raises a flask to the new world, a wry glint in their eye

[Balmakka 331]

Silas sits upon his favorite tree outside Esbec, viewing the pinkened sunset with a lax posture. He sets his lute aside; No song today,  there are far more pressing issues upon his mind. He reaches in his robe and produces a slip of parchment; A poster featuring the visage of New Reza...wrought with flame and destruction. His gaze shifts from the parchment to the nearby city, in attempts to see for himself--Nothing but a sickeningly black plume of smoke...Silas looks below, upon Esbec. The people he loves so dearly...their homes...the town they created in unison. A culture threatened by extinction that only seems to creep closer by the day. Now, it was at their doorstep. He takes a deep breath, azure eyes narrowing upon the dying rays of sunlight. He stands, unshouldering his bow and taking aim with a barbed slayersteel arrow. He directs his last mark upon these lands to a barren tree, taking another deep breath in and out. Avalor. Absolon. Decay. Zirath. Eliza. Salacia....Mellen. A tear cascades down his cheek, glinting in the sun's last as he looses his arrow, finding it's mark with an echo. "Goodbye, Arcas..."

[J33xt101 314]

Balrog chuckles as he drinks out of his trusty old keg of mead. "Canae touc' t'is."

[InkGolem3k 63]

Joshua searched around his family to make sure every one of his children, and his wife was accounted for before helping them settle on the Haenseti ship. As he climbed aboard he went to the tail end of the ship as it started to sail away from the shore. Though the docks the descendants fled from was far from his Home in New Reza, he thought of memories of that once great city. He felt sad to see it all go after the horrors he and his fellow brothers of the HRA thought they had overcome with the inferi incursion. He prayed after it their battles were over that they had secured this land as their own and wouldn't be driven from it. He was wrong. The continent of Arcas was no longer their home. He shed a tear and turned his back to the slowly fading beaches, the last glimpse of the land they would see forever. "There's something else for us out there. A new home." he mumbled before going below deck to rest after a stressful day.

[TimberBuff 2087]

A curious set of eyes, tinted gold in the barest way, watches the people of Arcas make their way into the land they had found, just a couple years earlier. Questions are asked, and greetings are given, and the only name the figure was known, came to be The Wyrd. 

[Man of Respect 5430]

Was a hell of a long map, nice post

[erictafoya 2302]

I remember the endings to Atlas and this one was surely an interesting one. But Arcas has had its fair share of unforgettable moments. Nice post yandeer!

[_Sug 2554]

@yandeer I see you out here rep farming and shiii. Great post.

[ToddTheArchitect 182]

     Kai' steps through the sand of the shore; up to the docked boats. The coastal winds blowing his whiskers, he'd scan where they have been parked, and no sign of his brethren about. He'd board the ship most familiar to him, Oren. Kai' would only then begin to miss things he had started and been apart of. A trip back to Athera, countless hunting events, and most of all, the Inferni campaign. Kai' had witnessed himself the disasters that made the descendants want to leave, and genuinely he wanted to aswell. The same disasters that totaled Haelun'or and Helena. Why don't I feel bad about leaving all this behind? The ships began to depart from the shore, and through the waves he gazes back at his birthplace. Arcas.

Edited November 26, 2020 by Onecat

[Adstrom 547]

Avalor Astasel stood upon the deck of Norland's ship, his soon to be wife at his side. He leaned over the side of the ship, gazing outwards towards Arcas as it grew slimmer and slimmer in the distance. He thought of Esbec, Oren,  all of the friends he had made, and all who he had met and lost.  He thought of  The Vodnyk In A Barrel Inn, that humble tavern that had become so important to him, and the town it found itself in. The tavern where he had come to know his lover, and where he had proposed to her alike. The tavern where he had met so many, from adventurers to politicians, young and old. He glanced to the side, his eyes falling on what remained of his possessions, contained within a large, hastily prepared leather satchel. His amber eyes glistened in the rays provided by the setting sun as he remembered the wooden fragment that lay within. He closed his eyes, as the recent somber memory flooded his mind. He saw himself, axe in hand, staring at the main timber beam that was erected before the entry way of that old tavern. He let out a heavy sigh and brought the steel down upon the beam, over and over without end. Thud after thud until finally the beam was no longer one, splinters strewn all about.  He crouched and dropped the axe, trailing his fingers along the jagged oak, selecting the largest piece to bring with him to the new world. He wrapped it in a fine orange cloth and stored it away as he stood back up. At that moment Avalor opened his eyes, the memory evaporating as he returned his gaze to the horizon that lay beyond. He grasped his lover's hand and squeezed it, remaining silent as he often did..