[Event] Nature disturbed..

[Faerilien 226]

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Crows shrieked and flocked away to distant lands as whispers of death traveled through the flora from afar for the druii to hear. Nature called out, it called out for help.

 

The Mali'ame whispered of a shrouded figure levitating in the distance, wielding a grand sacrificial scythe and wearing a steel-wrought crown.

 

Dust was left in the wake of three individuals entering the vale unseen, a shriek was heard from across the woodland realm as they began their work, three weavers, ripping a tear in the fabric of reality itself.. slowly, the flora of the vale started withering... Yet one particular presence amongst them was particularly vile - candles and torches lit themselves in his presence, casting an eerie flame across his shrouded face.

 

Nature had been disturbed

 

 

The skies darkened, and Black lightning could be seen striking the outskirts of Nevaehlen, ravaging its flora and viciously killing its fauna. Yet no flames were seen.. Instead leaving behind a dreadful aura of abyssal smog wherever it struck. A dreadful aura hung over the outskirts of the vale, slowly.. Something was set in motion. It struck true, seemingly at the command of this dreadful entity that had made the natural grove its home. Blackened veins sprouted out from underneath the beautiful golden trees - walls crumbled and fruits fell dead, rotted, and corrupted.

 

Could it be..?

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Occasionally, hordes of robed undead entered the vale from an unseen location - handing out smog-ridden missives that festered with plagues and welts. The skeletal legion pinned the missives to the notice boards and dispersed just as quickly as they had arrived, their arrival leaving behind dead shrubbery and black mists. The missives adorned the mark of the Kuiribi horde, a frenzying flame.

 

 

Poor Nevaehlen… did you think I had forgotten you?

Perhaps you hoped I had.

 

 

I have infiltrated your lands, your enemies are now amongst you, those you now call friends. No, worse... I MYSELF am amongst you.

 

Because you must realize that without me, you are nothing. 

For in a world of balance, there must be good and evil.

 

 

Yet for now I shall offer thee a chance for redemption, for there is yet honour amongst the wicked.

Join me in my hunt, join my baleful legion, and ascend together with me.

 

 

For when my patience falters, so will your chance of defeating me.

 

 

Welcome, to the death of the age of reason.

I am, the birth giver of the age of ruin.

 

 

For those of us climbing to the top of the food chain, there can be no mercy. 

 

 

Hunt. Or be Hunted.

 

 

PRAISE BE DEATH,

PRAISE BE ME,

Spoiler

Hey all, this is the start of an eventline hosted by me, for Nevaehlen. This has all been done with PRO permission, slowly the builds around Nevaehlen will change and I will put up RP signs, maybe even a region message ;) For now, the build this post secretly references has been put in and approved by ST. Should you wish to find it and interact, I would ask only to PM me beforehand because it is all very much WIP.

 

This also serves as a recruitment post for Nevaehlen-affiliated players wishing to experiment with the dark side of roleplay, playing a darkspawn. Feel free to send me a message in-game or on discord to arrange something.

 

[marsloll 1384]

Plucking the paper out of a perhaps-undeserving skeleton's hand as it fell underneath clawed feet, a druid clad in green and purples merely kiss their teeth in relative annoyance as her eyes quickly scanned the words.

 

"... She would not mind if I call in another favour, would she?" 

 

Upon some idle thinking, the missive is fast-forwarded up North of all places betwixt the fangs of a bat under the cover of night, where ice and snow was ruled by a sisterly fist.

 

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@Agy