Thursday, April 26, 2018
Seduction
The endless barrage of fire from wild Bonesplitterz took the Harbingers of Spring by surprise. Expert hunters, these Wanderers moved quickly as one unit upon arrival in Hirestel as their Realmgate spilled them onto Sacred Ground. Historically, this strange realm had been good to aelves in tune with nature; and the Harbingers quickly found evidence of a faction of Wanderers known as the Dreamwalkers in the enormous structure at the heart of this territory. While many of the Harbingers searched this building more and secured a portion as a camp, a small team of scouts exited into the endless expanse of graves.
Even though they moved with caution, they were caught unawares by a gibbering Bonesplitterz tribe! The Orruks didn't seem to have any purpose for being there other than looking for someone to stick with arrows. The Harbingers had found evidence of great treasure (and potentially important artefacts) in their brief foray onto Sacred Ground, but the rain of arrows was too much for the aelves, and they were forced to retreat.
They, however, didn't leave empty handed.
The scouts got back to the building and managed to evade the Bonesplitterz clumsy tracking. Under her cloak, one of the Wanderers was compelled to hide something the scout team had found while digging in the mystical grounds. She looked around to see if anyone was looking; and when she noticed she was alone, she retired to a well-lit room on the second floor.
Emerging from her cloak was a gleaming, purple orb. It pulsed with an unknown power, and the Harbinger's eyes grew wide when her gaze met the beautiful artefact. It was speaking to her, but not audibly... and what was it saying? It wasn't a language she recognized. What she knew was this orb was calling to her, pulling her in. Just inches from her face, the orb had her full attention. She quickly shook her head, grabbed the orb tightly with both hands, and threw it through the glass of a window! A loud crash sounded as the orb flew through the window and down to the cemetery below.
A fellow Harbinger burst through the door to the room and exclaimed "What happened?! Are you okay?"
"I am now," she replied. "This... realm. It's wrong. All wrong."
"What do you mean 'wrong'?"
She didn't reply, just stood and composed herself. With an odd smile, she left the room leaving her fellow aelf to peer out the window in confusion.
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