[ST EVENTLINE] In the Harrowing North…

[Sarven 1716]

In the Harrowing North…

BANNERS RISE

Spoiler

(Around 52 minutes is best vibe)

 

 

 

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In the winter-swept north, where the landscape is blanketed in a perpetual layer of snow and the air is frigid with an otherworldly stillness, shadows deepen, casting an unsettling pallor over the region. Against the stark canvas of the grand mountains and the rolling hills, ominous banners unfurl, their dark silhouettes a stark contrast to the pristine white of the tundra. As the winds carry whispers of secrets through the icy expanse, the looming banners signal the advent of a mysterious and foreboding presence. 

 

Some say one can hear cries of battle on the wind, wails, anguish, unnatural.
 

Some say one can feel a great baleful watch, an observer casting its gaze.
 

Some say one can see shadows grow ever darker, the days dwindle.

 

Chaos reigns forth,

Blood for the Shadows!

Sacrifice for the benevolence of their comforting embrace…

 

Spoiler

This eventline will encompass the north, Celia'nor, Haense, Norland, Minor Realms Within or Near the Ailmere Continent,

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[ThatFunkyBunch 2066]

A towering herald of sin cackles out into the mountains. Stalking their prey. An withering Oracle. The Inferi, pauses. As they spot through the woods those dark banners. Unblinking eye locked upon it. Slowly, it begins to stride forward.

[Agy 326]

A figure clad in cloth and veils wandered the furious yet comforting winds of the cold in the north. Her stead having already given in to the whims of the deep cold that permeates this land, this was expected, infact lasting the longest amongst all of them this time.  Continuing on without much difficulty, holding a spear akin to a walking stick, the Figure's gaze noticed from afar the peculiar banners, unfamiliar to any she knew, both of allies and enemies. With a tap of her spear's back end against the soft and gentle snow, the cold winds would seem to not even affect her form in the slights as the blizzard raged all around her. With a simple nod the figure left, heading south once more. The kin, need to be informed of the newcomers.

Edited January 27 by Agy

[UniBearse 725]

Luthien sits silently and peacefully by the edge of the northern seas, gently patting the little polar bear that she had come to befriend. The sounds of horns from the distance made her look up and gaze out in the distance.