A message to Nevaehlen

[Faerilien 226]

 

A masquerade commenced in Nevaehlen. People were dancing, having fun, and bonding with their families. Music played and everything was great, but something foul lurked amongst them.

 

THUMP!

 

The corpse of a dog was thrown from the railing down onto the dance floor.. black mist surrounded it, and the corpse was bloated grotesquely. The people of the vale then had a choice.. would they stay or would they help? Soon the gathering could hear glass breaking as the entity that had thrown this vile corpse fled the scene, leaving the people of Nevaehlen with that choice.. and it would not be long until that choice started to matter. The corpse started to tear and rapture until suddenly it...

 

BURST!

 

in an explosion of bones, flesh and gore the corpse exploded on the party, everyone in the vicinity would be maimed by outward flying bones, possibly proving lethal to some.. others who kept their distance sustained scraping injuries, but were left coughing heavily, being infected by the rotting disease this corpse brought with itself. Some people immediately fled, some cared for their children, and some chose to chase the perpetrator of this foul misdeed, but he was long gone...

 

Yet while the druids tended to their loved ones, missives would spread throughout the Vale...

 

 

[!] 

A missive was spread around the realm of Nevaehlen. Cloaked figures extended it with their skeletal hands to the citizens and pinned it to notice boards. 

 

 

 

"Remember this, Aspect lovers."

 

"Next time I will return in force"

 

"Know my name, Igarashi Shirunai."

 

Spoiler

Hi, hope everyone had fun in the little interaction. I wanted to make sure to do something but I did not want a goon raid or something that would outright kill everyone. Everyone was good sport about it so I hope you enjoyed! If you have any questions about aftermath or effects of the corpse-bomb, don't hesitate to PM me on discord: Faerilien 

 

[lemonke 6014]

"CAN SOMEONE KILL THIS GUY?" THE hag necromancer couldn't believe her student survived twenty people and now this. She was more than impressed. "Nevertheless, THAT'S MY BOY!!!"

[Saun_399 289]

At the forefront of the explosion, several members blinded and blighted by the explosion of rot and smog. Filling the lungs of those unlucky enough to be in close range.
The next few hours blurred together, dragging men away from the ballroom in pieces, lining up members and checking them into the already packed clinic based on level of severity. Many lined the tree base with a heavy air of mourning and anger brewing.

Lesley lay on his side on a cot in the crowded bay, as the Ak'vei arrived to take on patients and do their best to heal. The shuffling dulled under the ringing of his ears, and he knew he could sleep peacefully, if only he could take a full breath.

[DizzyGrey 1229]

A Kharajyr looks over the missive, and her eye twitches as she reads that her childhood home was endangered. 

A letter was penned.

[marsloll 1384]

An indifferent druid, clad in green silk and fragrant flowers, passes by the notice board, ripping a copy of the missive down to look it over in sharp claws. It does not take a second for the paper to be tossed over the shoulder with nothing short of an unserious laugh.

 

"This man thinks he's Gashadokuro. He's just not that guy."

[Xergarok 811]

Such news never remained hidden for long, despite the distance between the Vale and the North. A Barrowlord clutched their amulet of the Black Sun, and felt the impeding doom fade away, and allowed itself a heartfelt cackle. "Ah, wonderful! They may be Ibleesian scum like their master, but they are not without worth!" 

[lemonke 6014]

3 minutes ago, marslol said:

An indifferent druid, clad in green silk and fragrant flowers passes by the notice board, ripping a copy of the missive down to look it over in sharp claws. It does not take a second for the paper to be tossed over the shoulder with nothing short of an unserious laugh.

 

"This man thinks he's Gashadokuro. He's just not that guy."

Spoiler

I tried to change this guy but he is cringe nature. Can't help it....

 

[TofuGomi 362]

Beau watched as the corpse of the dog fell onto the floor with a thunk, right in front of his two twin children. The corpse was bloated and disgusting, clearly something that was not of the natural world. The half-elf hurried forward, pushing his children out of the way before BOOM- pieces of bone lodged itself into his body, though part of the blow blocked by a familiar friend. 

 

His body was dragged to the clinic, barely conscious and fighting to keep his heart beating as he heard the vague sounds of his twins pleading for him. As he began to succumb to the deep darkness of unconsciousness, he prayed that everyone was safe... 

[Tav 4336]

Though lucky enough to avoid their attack, he still underwent the sight of rot influencing his neighbors and kin. As he stood outside the clinic, the Prisgoth double-checked each rustle of nearby flora; keeping a palm grasped onto the hilt of his hand-axe.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         Under a breath, he sung a prayer of fortitude.
 

[FOOB 86]

A string of curses is muttered under the breath of the black haired elfess. She'd only been gone for a few minutes, but she'd returned to utter chaos and now she was going to be busy in the clinic all night. The urge to hunt the clown who pulled this down was high, if only so she could demand the lifetime supply of coffee she'd need after this. 

 

There was little time to check the extra missives, so they mostly went ignored.

[Frostdrop1 1843]

A young devil caught in the blast spluttered, and caught himself on an uneven-gaited stumble as flying bone lodged in his leg.

Sure enough, the next few hours were a mushed din as he followed after the deathly-maimed elf.

And he was tired. How perfect things had seemed - until is it wasn't. 

Reinhard could just glad be his friend wasn't dead.

[LiliumDell 112]

Vallel'en runs out of the hall with his sister, coughing up blood and wheezing is lungs off. 

As he looks around he sees everyone that got out doing the same, yet he sees his father being dragged out to the clinic. 

The child yells for his father, hoping he got out of this alive. 

 

"Whoever did this, they shall pay" The child thinks, angered.