lemonke 1873 Share Posted March 16, 2023 Spoiler This is a prophetic vision accessible to seers, naztherak, farseer shamans, vivification clairvoyants, and mystics with hexing or anyone capable to receive such visions as per Prophecy lore. ╔═━────━▒ ۞ ▒━────━═╗ “R E A D Y F O R T H E F E A S T. A C R O W N F O R A K I N G!” Roars and cackles rang out across the crimson-coloured environment, a corruption of blood tainting the very soil with which you find yourself standing upon. The land looked devoured, broken by conflict.. evidently, as you look about you, you see that all of said conflicts have been for nought. You look up. A dark silhouette paints itself across the bloodied clouds, a dragon of breathtaking size flying across the continent. A bloody rain followed the sweeping dragon, the clouds momentarily parting to give you a brief glimpse of reddened scale… Not Azdromoth. Something different. Your perception shifts. You find yourself standing within straggled, weary ranks of some united alliance, seemingly in battle with beasts of flesh - amalgamations of magic, blood, and sin. All who stood before them ultimately fell. It mattered not if they were men, elven, dwarven, orcish - even darkspawn, it seemed, had joined in the fight.. but it mattered not. They all fell the same. Momentarily distracted, you trip. Dirt and grime fill your senses. As you rise with a shuddering gasp, a brief glance behind you finds that the oncoming hordes have the forces of descendent kind in retreat. None, it seemed, could stand before them, as a cruel arrow flies through the sky, striking you in the chest- “T H E S O U R C E T O C O N S U M E. S E R V A N T S O F M I N E, F I N D I T!” All were let loose, and all collapsed to the ground or weakly struck the beast, proving ultimately ineffective. A triumphant roar echoed across the blood-soaked lands, despairing wails beginning to sound within the elven-looking city... There seemed no hope. Yet, even then, another figure could be seen reaching the highest peaks of the city. It was a pale-eyed woman shrouded in dark feathers, her form coated in black. Her identity seemed unknown, but her purpose was clear - with a shaken hammer and a cry, she called for a last, desperate last stand; at first, none answered, until an Azdrazi shrouded in flame rose from the crowd to join the party. Following soon after was a Paladin, spear in hand, all three standing defiant to what came below. And more came. A knight. A mother. A scholar. A Shaman. All fought by the side of that woman - for, it seemed, she had a plan. The time came when secrets were given up, plans honestly told, but eventually, they realized that they all held pieces of the puzzle together. They knew, it seemed, how to win. They turned to face the armies of that dragon, their weapons raised in triumphant, desperate glory. And, as they rushed to meet the foe, the Dragon plunged out of the sky, enveloping them all in red, searing, destructive flame... ╚═━────━▒ ۞ ▒━────━═╝ [!] The prophecy would end, the viewer momentarily caught in a searing, burning agony. Anxiety and adrenaline fill your mind - what was to be done with this strange clue? Spoiler Thank u @Werew0lf@Northtitanfor the amazing event!! @satinkiraTy for the formatting and grammar fixing! 16 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Sug 2555 Share Posted March 16, 2023 Somewhere, a Nephilim blinks, setting off to speak with a certain dragon. https://www.youtube.com/shorts/GzrgTdLYhJQ 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
femurlord 2356 Share Posted March 16, 2023 Gashadokuro brooded, deep below the earth whilst this vision caught him through waning fits of mania. Causality gifted inspiration to the Lich; to add another dragon to his untiring legion. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatFunkyBunch 2059 Share Posted March 16, 2023 A shaman rises from her slumber with a groan. Rubbing at tired eyes, she begins the process of adorning armourment. "We shall see if this Vloz, for what ever plans it has, can gift unity between us." 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MokoMochi 424 Share Posted March 17, 2023 A certain farseer would awaken on top of a hill once relaxing would now feel the fluttering heart. Analyzing what she witness as she lay back down once more puffing on her pipe to calm down. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
UnBaed 8946 Share Posted March 17, 2023 A sleep-deprived elf jolts awake with a sweeping arch of an aurum knife, cold sweat glistened upon her brow as she sat herself awake within her bed. Her crimson eyes were nearly delirious as they flicked about her room; a cluttered space with messy murals and drawings spanning from floor to ceiling. Pale streaks of moonlight streamed through her windows, dawn was a ways off. "A dream- a dream," she spoke in a hushed tone to herself, such words were followed by more whispered assurances to steady the beating of her heart. "It was only a dream..." Ilaria sought to light her bedside lantern, her hands still trembled as she lit that match. Why must they all end in death? spoke a kindred voice to her, yet that elf was quiet as her thumb continuously pressed into the palm of her hand. The eye is gone, at least, came another quiet remark at her silence. That artist would not return to her rest that evening; guided by the flickering red light of candles, more feverish drawings were made onto her walls. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Orphvius 424 Share Posted March 17, 2023 An elven witch cradled herself beneath her small bed. Her hands darted to the glass beads that lay safely tucked away in the folds of her slate gray night shift. She twisted them feverishly up and down the thin chain link, the familiar solid pressure of them against her flesh failing to calm her mind. She could still hear the heavy wet thunk of the arrow volley meeting its mark beneath the ribs of her and her ‘comrades’ chests. “Breathe” she shook her head ”Only a passing shadow..” the mother reassured the rats beneath the floorboards.. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lockages 489 Share Posted March 17, 2023 Leaning against a corner, seated atop a small stool in the corner of her lab was a pale woman that was now stirred from that unintended slumber. That awakening was more of a jolt, than anything else, her breaths having picked up as her eyes shot open. That Oyashiman noticed that she was drenched in a cold sweat, connecting that panic to that distant vision... A glance was soon sent to her palm as she gathered her bearings, that foreign sense of foreboding welling up within her chest. "Gomen, I- I know... I saw it too." She spoke, seemingly, to no one... 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
megavoltar 1110 Share Posted March 17, 2023 19 hours ago, femurlord said: Gashadokuro brooded, deep below the earth whilst this vision caught him through waning fits of mania. Causality gifted inspiration to the Lich; to add another dragon to his untiring legion. "Shi shi shi. . . I'll get the mustard. . ." An Ibleesian zealot went off towards another venture Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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