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THE FALL OF ANDO ALUR


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A Brother in arms, alongside that faithful guide.....Even as their very being was ripped apart, that fell Brother screamed out in revolt against the end, unwilling to let go of that faithful guide......in his hubris, the Brother reformed, scorched and afflicted down to the last fiber by his own folly, unwilling to rest....only to find that the one he held on for did not awaken alongside him.....and from out that ruined maw came the baleful cry of one who had lamented his last.....what more could possibly be taken from him.....?

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A room and flesh eviscerated of works beyond the realm. The Zealot of Uiallmhian gone without wind.

 

It's vessel of creation, Masika Arak, laid to rest of a creature not of her own mind. The last Arak, and mali'asul, gone with little glimpses of her life beyond. Her partner, Dael II, left without a mention of her well being. Her remaining posse that could be called family, not disclosed of the happening in Ando Alur's room of Tear.

 

All in the name of Zealotry, I suppose . . . 

 

 

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Erilian sat still before hearing the thunderous crash of rock into rock from the East. “Well- I hope my horses are okay.” He mumbled, wondering if any of those who had committed this deed had thought of the ramifications a good hundred- if not a thousand- tons of earth colliding into the ground would have upon the whole of the continent, comparing it to the harm the tear was causing a few hundred meters in any direction.

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Zachary Casablanca grits his teeth, looking beyond the marble gates and reminiscing over his superior’s order to fall back, hesitating to do so. As his comrades wait, however, he relents, turning back and running, disappointed at his own vulnerability.

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A young adult unfamiliar to the world of magic simply smiles as he hears the news, happy that the world has even more carnage than it already had before.

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A particular mali' watches the events unfold, her face rather stoic as she does, though she makes no comment on something she believed inevitable. 

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Indigo Jack and his crew drop the sails, fasten the lines, and weigh anchor on the shores of Yong Ping, making triple certain that no tsunami causes damage to his vessel a second time.

 

"Not today, you idiots! Not today!" 

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A raven-haired man looked upon that shattering rift, the task complete. A shame, that there were no answers to his boundless questions before he was pulverized into nothing.

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Shobolan the Spectacular mourns his two nieces who worked within the library of Ando Alur, innocent women slain in the ever expanding evil plot of that lesser wyrm Azdromoth and his and or her lackeys, the evil lizard people.

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The Eye gathered flowers from a nearby bush, bringing the  bouquet back to his small hideaway underground. Around a piece of tattered cloth, the flowers were laid. The names “MOUTH & VOICE” carved into the stone above its resting spot.

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24 minutes ago, El Padrecito said:

Caliban Ithelanen is sent to the voidal oblivion as he's vaporized, the proud Gladewynn soldier who had slayed trade princesses and sohaers had his last fight.

 

An alchemist with butt worms convulses and ree's as magic pulses through Almaris, moonspeak piercing his ears until inevitably he passes out in a dark cave network underground.


Kairn frowns immensely upon reading the news and then takes to cutting off the thatch head of a practice dummy in his yard in a moment of rage. The city would have disappeared anyway, he thought. How could his friend have done this? Consumed by grief, he continued his life in self-imposed exile far, far away. 

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Dark Dael offered no rebuttal, no words, not even a hint of delight or despair at the news as his seers brought him news of this current event. For he already knew. Everything was going to lead up to this. Yet, a tired gaze wandered off to the side, silver wisps trailing off of his figure. 
"About any day now," He'd tell them, looking far out the window. "That time is coming. The final piece is in place."

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Maisie sat quietly in a rose covered cottage as the ground started to vibrate "They have done it" she meerly muttered, eyes scanning from the window.

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"OH NO!" brother wildfire cries out, falling to his knees dramatically. "This is terrible! I hope the wasps nest I saw there is alright. Those poor things must be traumatized." 

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Bori Orckin read over the letter and felt a strange sadness, though he had no connection to the city, nor it's people, "Somethin's 'appenin' in Almaris. Somethin' dark..."

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