[Event] THE ABYSS GAZES BACK

[RaindropsKeepFalling 884]

[Do not metagame any of this information; the information of this retelling may be obtained through valid roleplay]

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❯━━━━━━━「₪」━━━━━━━❮

THE ABYSS GAZES BACK

A MASSACRE WITHIN THE CRATER

 

It was an autumn day like any other amidst Malin’s Welcome, and not a Descendent could have prescience to what was soon to come. A gaggle of Urguani and members of the Mages guild alike ventured into Ando Alur, merely to research and exit by nightfall. Eighteen adventurers entered, while only ten returned to tell the tale.

 

 

…

 

In the heart of the fallout decades hitherto was the epicenter — a grand crater rife with raw Voidal energies, enough to overwhelm anyone and certainly stir chaos into spells. The group clambered up the crest of the rocky hills, and with their new vantage gazed upon the crater full of despair. Roars of incomprehensible terror bellowed from the epicenter and the company faltered in their determination to persist. Some advised exploring other areas of the Hollow, though the stubbornly bold pressed onward, descending the crust of the crystalline pyres of mana in the dreadful abyss atop blackened rock. 

 

Eyes peered toward them from afar, and though fleeting spiels of rituals were spoken, none came to fruition. Shadows, larger than life, watched from overhead, augmented by the crystal spires. It was a dwarf by the name of Kronk Stormheart who led them onward alongside another, Grimdal Irongut.

 

The brazen group feared not, only faltering when the cliffside crumbled under their feet and a draconic, sable beast arrived. A behemoth.Silhouettes ordered them from afar, babbling incoherent tongues with occasionally words in between: 

 

 

Ľ̶̯̀͂̈̎͊Ẻ̷̬̯͙͎̻̮͕͑ͅA̶͎̬̰͑̐̈́̆̾͛͋͠V̴̨̡̝̪̱̭̰͊̒͛͋̆͠Ę̷͈̻̳̠͉̈́̍

 

 

Some fled, evanescing from the dreadful scene, others stayed for a short battle, outnumbered by the robed shadowy figures and great dragon. Panic fell upon the expedition as a sense of dread filled them, few unaware now of the turmoil they stood in. Several sought to escape, translocate elsewhere, far away; some were successful, while others met their end in the ether or simple suffocation. 

 

Air Evocress was the first fatality, followed by the dwarven trio cornered and incinerated by the dragon against an earthen barrier. Eliza, the leader of the Mages guild was transfixed by her own creation — pillars of quartz stabbing through the ground. The shadowmen closed in, having hauled an elfess, Ruina, and another elf, Beranabus away, pulled into the abyss.

 

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In the end, they returned to what had spawned this deathly sight: a void. Utter darkness, enshrouding their every sense. They were faced with the imminent, to eventually coalesce with it no matter their struggle and strife, without an exit from the pitch black plane. No matter a woman’s musings of alchemical abilities, no matter a friendship cut short. 

 

Even witnessing so-called salvation was only watchful eyes blurred by the darkness, arriving to offer a deadly embrace. Their reality was warped, here, fading in tandem with their consciousness. 

 

It was no use, thence adjoining the shadowmen’s conglomerate within an instant.

 

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Garbled words had surrounded the group prior, from the harbingers of quietus, reapers of the Void. Perhaps those who had escaped were the truly unlucky ones, left with the injury, the memory of the occurrence bygone. Vestiges of what was to come, in the wake of the Void; whilst fallout grew weaker, it preyed on many notwithstanding this.

 

Despite their valiant struggle, when faced with eternity and a lack thereof, it returned them whence it came: to the abyss. Gone, forevermore, those left would be the only remaining to tell the tale of the Second Fall- the beginning of the end for Ando Alur, and to recollect the fallen. 

 

Air, Beranabus, Ruina, Eliza, Kronk, Gwydion, Grimdol, Odysseus.

 

Perhaps brave, perhaps idiotic; they would never know. Ten had escaped. 

 

Nemesis was nigh, and the unfortunate coincidence offered a dramatic irony alongside it. 

 

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Some cute screenshots from the encounter courtesy of @Islamadon

Credit to @Nooblius for assistance in editing and proofreading this.

 

 

Sorry for how this turned out, everybody.

[burntgoosebuns 282]

very sad, but good post

[Air 649]

i have been placed into the [redacted] jar

 

[Puglord 190]

wait if air is dead how the hell are we going to breathe?

[Booklight12 477]

Thanks for the RP

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I just wish we were able to learn more about the antag, rather than it just being a misc eldritch horror.

 

Edited December 14, 2022 by Booklight12

[wowj 2792]

funny end to all these characters, good event to watch, you guys are doing great, i liked that one lady turning into a beet

[H 746]

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I was so sure Ayche was going to die here, after just over nine years. Thanks for the event, and thanks for the second chance.

 

[Reckless Banzai Screamer 11586]

 

A zealous convert to flame and steel made of flesh and blood rejoiced with his eldest son at one of the cannon batteries overlooking the sun basked Du Locian wheat fields. Amongst them, honeybees buzzed around the flowers and sacks of black powder. Perhaps the Urguanites would bring themselves to ruin before Bakir Girly Voice could rally a special military operation upon their small and neutral GOD fearing parish. 

 

@Shorsand

[Ibn Khaldun 7729]

16 hours ago, Puglord said:

wait if air is dead how the hell are we going to breathe?

 

You better dance and snort all the air that you can because you gon' be dead boi!

 

[xMuted 2459]

Good