Bircalin 332 Share Posted July 29, 2013 Haelun'orHome of the Pure Mali'aheral, blessed in all of their perfection. Tainted, with the morbid corpses of the defiled and demolished impure. The ambient lullaby of the nearby wildlife appears hushed, replaced only by the odd croaking of worn rope against the towering gatehouse of the cleanest stone. With such a light breeze present, there is little to wipe away the stench of profusely decaying carcasses hanging by their feet. Insects of all manners flock to the gate, trying their best to reach the airborne predators above scavenging the flesh greedily for themselves.Upon a braver, further inspection, one would notice the bodies belonging to the beautiful Mercedes Yorsun, the innocent child Vi, the brave Jonathan Elers and finally the not-so-attractive Kargul'Agrak. The bodies all sway littered in scars of all sorts, though if you were to come even closer (daringly) you would notice that all of the scars bear a similar shape to them...This is not the first of the bodies.... Could it possibly be the last? Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aislin 4354 Share Posted July 29, 2013 Gronkk can't lick the hanging corpsse. The High Twiggies won't let him in. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Supremacy 3361 Share Posted July 29, 2013 Kalenz approaches the bodies and at first shudders lightly. He steps closer to further inspect them and upon spotting the orc his lips curl into a wicked smile. The high elf procures a dagger from his coat and as if by eldritch force it floats through the air to each rope holding the body and saws at it. They fall to the ground one by one with a thud. Minutes later Kalenz is seen upon the far west wall, the bodies floating above it, suspended by the lines, before plunging into the unforgiving and wild waves of the sea. Before the gates a note is left: Try as you may, you may not scare the mali'aheral with the bodies of lesser-beings. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mithradites 1168 Share Posted July 29, 2013 Walking through the city, Lucion sniffs the air, and looks around himself with a furrowed brow. "Is something.. decaying... around here...?" Seeing nothing around the city, he shrugs, and writes it off as yet another of Azorella's gardening fertilizers. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Birdwhisperer 1174 Share Posted July 13, 2014 Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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