WAR IN VIOLENT TIDES.

[JustMeMorgan 2066]

 

WAR IN VIOLENT TIDES.

Report of the Silver City’s recent excursion

Acalmaehr Calith

 

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Concise Field Report

 

The Silver City of Haelun’or set out with many others to face that which was crawling across the depths of the southern ocean. Upon laying out the vessels and preparing, a titan of incalculable size rose from the depths, steam hissing off of it. Seemingly made of stone and steel, a blazing torch of a head rested between its shoulders.

 

Those brave vessels opened fire.

 

The damage done was marginal, but there were signs of impact, the creature cleaved through one of the smaller corsairs, almost ripping it entirely in half, nevertheless the brave souls on board kept firing the cannon, which rocked and pivoted more and more.

 

Cannonballs were laced with Frost oil, flash powder, most mundane and magical means of assault did little to the titan clad of stone and steel. Dents and boulders peeling off of the creature, as it took out the second corsair, seemingly able to manifest smaller versions of itself too.

 

It was at this time, the retreat was announced, Valazaer Calith took charge of the Frigate, as the Titan raised both arms and smashed them into the waves, all those strays were blasted towards the ship, our Frigate holding on and pivoting with the wave, Valazaer bravely turned the ship’s heading allowing for those cast overboard to find purchase and climb once more aboard the frigate. There were no souls lost, at least not in the conventional sense.

 

The titan receded back into the depths, their position once again unknown. The words: “Drink Great Torch.” Stuck like a foul tune in the heads of all those Mali’aheral who went.

 

 

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It towered like nothing seen  on Aevos, a Titan who could walk and stand even in the depths of the ocean.

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To those of foreign powers

 

This titan is on the scale of which I have not seen for quite some time. I speak to you all that if you have anything that can punch through steel or stone and destroy this elemental Titan, I implore you to send word to Haelun’or. We had lost two vessels, and many returned home battered, injured from the dazzling battle. We knew not what we were to face, only that danger was ahead of us.

 

Frost oil, seemingly worked well, we believe there is a chance to slow and halt the Titan before it reaches wherever it desires. Our people are already preparing more assets to combat such a titanic foe, we wish to hear from you too.

 

Haelun’or may have lost vessels, and almost lost our kin, but we are nevertheless defiant against this Titan, we shall not falter against it. We have our shipwrights looking to aid in making more ships, I implore those nations who possess defunct naval vessels to give them to Haelun’or. We will throw everything we can at this Titan before it hits landfall.

 

Signed,

Acalmaehr Calith, Sohaer

 

 

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THOSE WHO STOOD. THOSE WHO CAME.

 

Heroes of Haelun’or

 

 

Valahtos, Atronach. @Behindbush

Damian, Mali’aheral. @Kirakuru

Finarael, Mali’aheral. @Bubamrav

Gwen, Mali’ker. @Xein000

Gwyndael, Mali’aheral. @meowmaxer

Hymnal, Mali’aheral. @Mynto

Kirkigar, Mali’aheral. @Kirkigar

Soris, Mali’aheral. @WizardWhisper

Uriella, Mali’aheral. @Baccaaa

Valazaer, Mali’aheral. @_Sheylo_

Isadora, Valah. @Smol

 

Allies in the Field

 

Those who we have formed a truce with, for their devotion to such alliance against the common threat, and whose names are held from record to protect identities.

 

The Valah, from Arbor who came to aid us, although only through a small missive, came and stayed through great risk.

 

Those of copper masks and brown robes, for their connections and dedications that served us well in this conflict.

 

Beneficiaries

 

Tiberias I / @Tide1, who handed over the ships of Balian’s old Navy to the Silver State of Haelun’or for this conflict.

 

Elkash / @HyperGN, who was sent out and fruited many alchemical concoctions that became paramount in this battle.

 

[Behindbush 163]

The assault ceased and the ocean currents grew more peaceful with each sway of the ship.
The Sand Atronach's core pulsed with viridian glow repeatedly, as golden strands of mana followed a stranger figure, taking the arcane sphere to their hideout for reawakening. . .

[Baccaaa 492]

The mali'aheral that partook on the clash as captain of the eastern corsair gazed at the missive describing what had occured with outmost curiousity. Then Uriella's gaze befell the words 'Drink Great Torch', reminding her of what she were thinking last elven day.

"The GREAT Torch is the VOLCANO of Haelun'or clearly! It is the VOLCANO it's after!" she started speaking again, writing few missives to some that might be concerned towards the issue.

[Morigung-oog 5697]

"Funny, is it not, how I am only ever contacted when I am needed?" Mused the fallen Sohaer to her newest acolyte, while overseeing the delivery of another mass harvest of Anorum, gifts of the Silver State. ".. There are some I ought leave to Orsathiel's mercy.. Some would argue it is warranted after throwing me to the dogs..."  The elf paused besides the hollow husk of a half-finished gear stomach. ".. Though we shall not stoop to their level. We are better than that."