Diogen 3069 Popular Post Share Posted May 17, 2022 The Resurrection of Skjoldier When all was settled; the rebellion ended, the remaining citizens of the Silver City were left weakened. In ruin. They struggled to clutch at what remained. Rebuild what lay broken. But all was for naught. Temperatures descending, the first signs of snow appeared within Haelun’or - chilled winds far beyond its season. The long month did drag, and the temperatures only further plummeted, the snow gathering an almost serene purity across the landscape. Perhaps some marred mockery of what once was. Chilled winds soon a raging blizzard. Consuming the island of all its life, animal and flora alike, not even the eldest of oak might find break in that unrelenting cold. Nor the wisest of minds, as once lush land fell to frost. Remains of the dead, a littered mosaic beneath frozen ground, the people might only dread what had come. Most unwise as to its reckoning. Skjoldier has come. Arrived without warning. Yet only the cries of the wind filled that frozen wasteland. Merciless. Frost. OOC: Spoiler Credits to: -@Lulah and myself for writing this post - @DrunkPapaBear and @puffables for allowing this eventline to happen - @VictoriaMinaj, @Cally, @kennyrand myself for making it happen! 46 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MaltaMoss 1771 Share Posted May 17, 2022 Connak chuckled to himself, the thick coat draped over his body usual wear for temperatures like this. Shoveling some crackers, which he had packed for his usual journey to the isle, into his mouth as the place began to look more and more like his beloved frigid home. "Bit chilly, yeah?" 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Morigung-oog 2320 Share Posted May 17, 2022 "Let us see how long this so-called 'Silver' endures in permafrost." A figure muses wickedly, caressing the third eyeslot 'pon her mask. "Even the strongest of steels grow brittle in cold and the 'Silver State' nowadays more resembles a cheap and worthless tin at best." And so she did wander the soon-to be frozen wasteland of the Silver State, reminiscing of times both good and bad. The harsh nip of the cold brought about a feeling of sorrow at first from an overwhelming sense of nostalgia, then anger, then... Contentment; they had brought this upon themselves. She vowed they would know her wrath one way or another, and know they would- and it felt good, not unlike the most irritating of itches at long last being scratched. 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SteppeNomad 1552 Share Posted May 17, 2022 That most beautiful sailor, Victorious Hero, He who had driven The Serpent Elite from his splendid isle, as usual worked with his cousins, out hauling the great catch of the day. He peered over the prow of the ship as the net, laden heavy, was pulled aboard. Always does he admire the view, those warm sands and sun, and fresh ocean breeze... Or so he thought. Witnessing the first flake which fell into his hand. "Interference with fishing season, eh?" He looks to the sky. An expression of upturned challenge at the face of such an supernatural weather. "May our spears bite deeply those who seek to despoil our Blessed Holyland!" 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sorcerio 4595 Share Posted May 17, 2022 Spoiler Just wanted to say how happy I am to see something like this finally happening with the Frost Witches. Good work! 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
VoxyNoir 839 Share Posted May 17, 2022 Upon threading onto this news as he'd give out a soft chuckle. "For the Silver State to be encapsulated in a cold permafrost. How fitting it is for how they act." He'd stared out of his window as he basked himself into the warm afternoon sun within his home before sipping his cup of tea. Yet, he felt slightly saddened that the land he once called home will soon become a frozen wasteland, perhaps it was for the best that the Silver State ends this way. "Ne, they've brought this upon themselves. Celia'nor is now my true home." He'd muttered those words to himself. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
riorr 1783 Share Posted May 17, 2022 A councillor of The Silver State drew a smiley-face on the frosted window of his manor house. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Diogen 3069 Author Share Posted May 18, 2022 1 minute ago, Sorcerio said: Hide contents Just wanted to say how happy I am to see something like this finally happening with the Frost Witches. Good work! Spoiler Thank you! We've been planning and doing things for a long time, it's nice to see an event finally come out of it 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Sheylo_ 979 Share Posted May 18, 2022 A grim look took hold of a familiar 'thill's face, one of true blessed blood, far more than those inflicted by Fennic parasites. He bundles up in a rather large coat with more layers, a singular brow quirked in response to the sudden blizzard. "A strange, scientific phenomenon.- I suppose this won't last for long. It is Almaris, after all." He lets out a gentle sigh, rubbing gloved hands together. "But, I'd say the elders might agree that they've dealt with and survived worth." 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Monkee 7356 Share Posted May 18, 2022 "Ironic, that Haelun'or should end not in fire, but in ice," a particular Snow Elf muses. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TreeSmoothie 4896 Share Posted May 18, 2022 Yahzlak shivers as she passes by the frost-encumbered land on boat, her crystalline limb tapping the railing. "I fled Skjoldier, yet Skjoldier came to me. How lovely." 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_mady07 1104 Share Posted May 18, 2022 Moirai's grin panned out as she glared at her mother's work. "Yah' see ma'.. I'd be kidding yah and myself if i didnt say i wasnt a bit optimistic about this place.. Now.. can ah run over the palace thing? i want a roomin that there tower!" she pointed up, her gaint floppy sun hat holding firmly to her head 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Damnit_Delmar 1031 Share Posted May 18, 2022 Standing upon the docks of Haelnor, a figure adorned in dire wolf pelts and furs, would stand. Cowl raised up to hide that scarred visage of his, as blue-gray eyes stared onto the slowly growing frozen wastes. A cold tone exited from underneath that cowl of his, as leather clad hands raised to begin his sermon. "Let this Heralding of Ice and Cold, be the first bouts of the Glorious coming of GOD and his disciples. Let their icy gaze, fall unto those, pitiful sons of Malin. Their frost tinged words, aided in action by GOD. Blood to snow, and bone to soil, this is but a taste of the Age of Darkness" It was with that, a laugh could be heard, a glorious bout of noise escaping that Blackfingers lip 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
hotbox_monk 977 Share Posted May 18, 2022 Some wicked witch would cackle maliciously as two glacial palms clasped together. The wretched maiden reveled upon such news, singing ancient hymns which seemingly would scratch at the ears of those unfortunate to have listened. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zonty 457 Share Posted May 18, 2022 Spoiler Literally not surprised. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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