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Lobian Darthuk
The Silverhand Nimoy Fanboy This message was updated on 6/3/2003 1:19:21 PM by Lobian Darthuk |
It Begins... (Ravenloft IC Thread)
replied on: 6/3/2003 1:16:09 PM Aranel walks for hours, encountering only the expected sounds of a lush Elven forest, though, it is odd that no other members of your community are spotted. As you come to the exit, the open plain expands before your eyes, and in the distance, under the dark cover of the red moon, you see smoke. There is no wind, and it is not cold. Belar journeys long and deep from the Dwarven Kingdom. Hours pass, and slowly the sky shows itself. It is dark, and quiet. You thought to give yourself some time to adjust, but the red moon above gives just enough to let you perceive the world. Garrick scans the wasteland of burned flesh and charred remains, but finds only death. Nne survived. You continue to walk, leaving down the trail, a slow breeze flowing after you. |
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