[Farseer Vision] A Cause of Steel & Arbor to Heal

[MayRndz 1128]

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[!] ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴠɪꜱɪᴏɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴍᴀɴɪᴄ ꜰᴀʀꜱᴇᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ, ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴅ.

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The Weald was quiet this night - if one could even call it a weald, these days. The ground was caked in ash, mighty arbor rent asunder in fire’s wrath, the woodland critters long since vanished from this forsaken waste. The rain fell like teardrops upon the salted earth, disturbing the layer of soot that had shrouded the once-verdant fields of grass like a blanket of woe and despair. But the silence soon was broken - ashen trunks groaning, roots squirming, the earth quaking beneath one’s feet as something was awoken. A singular leaf, solitary, fell upon the ground… and like a wave, green surged forth from it. Vines and tendrils of vegetation consumed the ash and smoke, like geysers did trees of leviathan scope surge forth from the earth, and the salted earth drank greedily of the rainwater, soon finding itself hale and hearty as it was in elder days before it was cast aside by those who once paid it proper tribute. It would take its toll, in blood, gold, or faith.

In the distant volcanoes, lava and smoke poured onto the volcanic rock like sludge, pipes of metal tearing themselves free of the earth as furnaces were molded from the stone. Dead and forlorn arbor was tossed into the flames, rivers of steel forming the foundations of an age that could soon be - an age not of faith and tribute, but an age of steel and fire. Mighty testaments of industry clove through the land and towered high above all, matching the height of the great trees of the Weald. For though it brought ruin upon the land, this city of steel and silver brought with it progress. The old tossed aside, and the new made ironclad in its professed superiority. Deafening roars of groaning metal broke the skies above, sundering cloud and star alike. Beauty was needless. Nature, primitive. Machination, artificery, and the profaning of that which came before was at hand. All in the name of progress, for better or for worse. There would be no balance. Only Steel. 

A voice like earthen tremor spoke unto they who were woven into the fate of Krug’s kind, beholden to the intangible masters of domains innumerable;

“ÂꜱʜÛʀᴢ-ꜱʟᴀɪÛʀᴢ-ᴜʟᴜʙ, ɢᴏʟɴᴀᴜᴋ ʙʀᴏꜱʜᴀɴ
ɢʜᴀᴀꜱʜ-ᴋʜᴀɴ ɴᴀᴀɴ, 
ᴛʜʀᴀᴀᴋ-ʙʜʀᴀꜰ 
ᴋʀᴀɴᴋʟᴏʙ-ꜱᴀᴀᴋᴀꜰ ʙʀᴏꜱʜᴀɴ  ɴÛʀᴢᴜᴍ:
ᴛᴀᴜ ᴛʜʀᴀᴋᴜᴍ.
ꜰʀÛᴍ ᴀɢʜ ɢʜᴀᴀꜱʜ, ᴜꜰᴜʀ-ʜÛɴ
ɴᴀɴᴜʟɢ-ᴜʀᴜᴋɪᴍ ᴜꜱʜᴅÛɴ”
 

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“Borne of flame, Steel thus came,
In clouds of smoke, makes its claim.
Borne of wrath, Nature arrives,
Hailing disaster and perdition from mortal lies.
A quarrel brews, of faith and fire,
Beware both, should ye tempt their ire.”

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[PrinceJose270 678]

The Amber eyed shaman would awake from his slumber within his tree's branch. A look of panic, unused to awaking to such Visions that lurked in the minds. The Shamans amber gazed looked down, to the array of small to large shrines within the swamps he called home. Only reminiscing of the quarrels of their last moot, the Anger of the two... With a huff of nervousness, mixed in relief, the shaman would get ready, to make his way to the lands of uruk. "This day, tha Moot foretold such. Another must be made...soon." Was Proclaimed by the shaman, their tail curling as he felt the disturbance that was to come...

[Sewer_Rat 529]

The shaman would be sitting in his large tree located next to the Iron'uzg, as he stared into the fire. Upon gazing into the fire, the shaman would be hit with a Vision that was granted to him by the spirits, as he recalled the past, the present and foresaw the future that was to come for the Orcish nation. "Fiin bûf da kû." The shaman mumbles to himself "If wi ahm to move forwardz az da Urukim, wi muzt break diz zykle uf balanze, agh take whub wuz taken vrum uz, az tikz change, da Urukim need to change az well." He talks to nobody in particular "Bhadûr iz skaat-agh bhûl-ur golb kul-farkh-it." The shaman chuckles to himself as he continue staring into the fire images playing in his mind.