A Hippy On His Way

[The Fact Core 511]

Over the mountains in the dwarven lands, the air begins slowly to smell like fresh plants. A colorfull cloud can be seen floating in the sky while the snow falls down.

 

The Source of the floating Cloud is Alchemy.

A crazy Alchemyst used his knowledge to create a potion. The Cloud is the result of his experiment. The cold air from the mountains widespread the smell of fresh and relaxing flowers, that is coming from the colorfull cloud itself.

 

After the air under the cloud is filled with the smell of fresh and relaxing plants. A weird person arrives from the pine woods, moving slowly to the Capital of the dwarves; Kal'Azghot.

The person itself looks like a walking plant, his body is covered in any kind of known flowers and plants. Two birds are resting on top of his white hair that is also covered in vines.

 

He stops at the stairs to the great city and raises his old golden staff, shouting into the cold air while snowflakes are falling on top of his birds.

 

"Dwarves...take a look into de Air! Dere is a cloud...do ya all smell de air? De Air smells like de peace, de cloud is a sign for you...a sign of a peacefull way...man~!"

As i allready know ya...ya would never hear mey words...but i'm here to warn ya about de upcoming Event of pain and blood. I want to show ya all...what would happen, if dis will keep goin' on. I'm not speakin' only to ya...honorable dwarfs...i speak to all races that are in dis beautifull world!

I know de feeling of de pain! Everybody can feel de pain in de nature...man~.

Now, look into de sky...take a last look at de cloud!"

 

After he ends his speech, the cloud in the air begins to cover itself in fire and explodes. There was no sound of the explosion, but the fire disappears in the wind and the cloud too.

 

"Now...did ya saw what happened? De cloud exploded in fire. Now take in mind, de cloud would be de nature... and de Fire de damage it would take! Ya saw what happened...de fire took over de cloud and destroyed it. What happened with de cloud, will happen with de nature...de nature will cry...man~. I know dat dis would never end everything...i know dat de King and de Emperor will never listen to a peacefull way...i'm just a old man. Still, mind mey words...take de cloud with ya as a sign...man~."

 

The weird Hippy shakes his head and starts to move away from the capital, into the frosty pine woods, where he came from. The air, no longer smells like the plants before. The wind keeps running from one mountain to the other.