ScreamingDingo 16791 Share Posted September 29, 2021 Within the Hidden Oasis, missives and declarations bustle from various Bazaars and people who travel to the South. The city amongst the sand, the society of the Brotherhood of Brev festers within the sharp winds that bellow beyond the descendant’s reach. The rumors and talks about the culmination against the Azdrazi threat are made apparent by the alliances and declarations that spew forth from these nations. A single figure grunts as he walks through the Bazaar, reading over it as the foreign tongue of the former ‘Faizian caliphates merge with their own distinct dialect around them. The scents of fried lizard, spices and dirt intertwine with the fire that brews within the outskirts of the markets, from the metal refineries that spread themselves around. “For the Cloud-Splitter has caused us issues, they declare upon a threat much greater. They know not what they do, for what can protect them from divinity itself.” The small translated missive is scrunched in his hand, discarded as he walks deeper into the city. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TeawithFrisket 2613 Share Posted September 30, 2021 *Frisket smiles on this new missive as she took it from the many delivered missives as she read it in her office. This would linger in her mind smiling as she thinks about it, she seemed to remember how many times she was bit by a vampire or azdrazi as many of her comrades call them* "This will be their end......I cannot wait to see them gone" * She finishes reading only taking a sip of her mint tea as she goes out the office to go on duty as a ranger* Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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