[ET] Strange Happenings

[Petsch2k 1851]

 

 

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Strange happenings…

 

A pile of mangled corpses was found in the North East part of Belgrade, the screams of the locals alerted everyone within the town. It was a horrific sight, but a foreboding one nonetheless. Strange occurrences and sightings have been sprouting all over the lands of the Adrians, and this one seemed more sinister than the last.

 

The corpses were set in such a specific way, one could wonder the evil it could bring. As the Adrians peered upon the pile and began investigating, they would see occult sigils carved into the very body of the corpses. Some who peered too long would begin to hear voices of their loved ones called out to them. While others received grim visions. It was as if the more they were close to it, the more strange things began to occur. People had begun to notice movement from the pile of corpses, eyes that wandered, jaws that moved slightly, fingers that began to claw or twist into certain signs..

 

They chose an effective way to get rid of it, by flame. The pile of corpses then screamed into life, the groans and moans of several voices echoed as the flames began to consume it, arms detached and attempting to crawl away only too fall limp as they burned into ash. The sight of limbs moving on their own horrified the citizens of Adria, what evil could have done this to so many innocent souls?

 

Dark days lie ahead.

 

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[CamoRein 154]

Gulp

[Wolfy-D 466]

Ruh roh, me thinks there is something evil coming :)

[Lothar 52]

Lothar stood, watching. An utter look of disgust and horror upon his face. He could hear them. John Jenkins, Radomir Sarkozic. Calling to him. Begging. Begging to be let out. But he knew it wasnt real. He had seen both of them perish. He had been there and seen it when it happend. It was not them, couldnt be them. But why then, why did it feel so real? His eyes went blank, only the reflection of the fire in his eyes. He saw fire. But not the fire of that day. A long gone fire, a fire that was not forgotten. He forced his eyes open. He was flat on his back, laying in the dirt. Streams of sweat flowing from his face. 

 

"Dark days lie ahead," he thought to himself. 

[Chimeraof1999 1187]

[Carson 1165]

Gwen of Balamena, mother of the Duchess of Adria, fills with a sense of unease upon hearing of this. But there was nothing she could immediately do but wait.

[Keening 1264]

A high elf shrouded in greenery and platemail continued to tread the roadways.

 

Some miscreant from a bygone era began a trip from a Norland vassal to the wilderness in search of freedom.