by Ash Fanrico » Tue Feb 17, 2004 1:59 am
It's been a long time... oh yes... it has.
The voice's tone was more of an anxious one now... as the scene started back up again. The villagers returned to their then daily routines. The members of the group could swear they were being shown a flashback.
Soon... the sun was eclipsed, and a violent rumble could be heard, as well as felt. The village was a scene of sheer chaos, people running around, blinded by panic. Suddenly, the ground about ten feet away from the group cracked apart, dark green gas spewing forth.
The villagers stopped in their screaming and the whole town was eerily quiet.
A long time since then... since we arrived...
From out of those cracks shot forth a large obelisk, like a dark crystal... Astrynax could sense menacing energy flowing forth from it. It was glowing... a light almost harmless glow.
Darkness filled the group's vision... then they were shown the town once more... a few days afterwards. A light fog beginning to form around parts of the buildings. The obelisk was still standing there, like a beacon of pure evil.
The scene before their very eyes changed, as if time and space had been rearranged around them. It was in the town's meeting house. Huddled together like frightened mice. There was talk of leaving, talk of taking action, talk of seeking help from the Doman Army. Talk of strange events around town, noises in the middle of the night, noises inches away from peoples' bed room windows. Cries of pain, of menace, and of torment. They spoke of the few missing persons that were not in attendance... fear that whatever had taken these unfortunates was coming for them next. There was occasional stops in talking, shakingly stopping at any type of "suspicious" noise from outside. Paranoia was deep. They all knew what had caused this... that obelisk that appeared "two days ago".
Yes, indeed they were being shown the origins of this hell hole.
The mist snaked forward, from out of the alleys and corners that they had previously inhabited. Creature soon walked amongst the shadows, covered in this fog. Screams from within the homes echoed through the group's minds.
So many came... so many have failed... what do you think your chances are?
Now the voice was taunting them... mocking the group. The flashback ended on laughter, as the town crumbled again before their eyes, years of neglect and decay appearing as they watched. The fog grew more dense, and the sky grew more darker. They were back in the present.
Though I'm sure you're here for something... I have no doubt of it... we'd love to hunt them down... but you four make a more interesting catch. We'll see how far you can go before you join our ranks of dead.
It grew quiet again, the presence left their minds, and they were left standing there... at the entrance to Belvoken.
Duile looked over at Astrynax, "Sense anything mage?" he asked, trying to put the thoughts of fear behind him.
(Astrynax)
You sense a strange aura of power within the center of the town, throbbing like a hearbeat. You also can sense the presences of various things within the town, too many at times to count... it was always varying. Confusing.