Duelpersonality
First Post
It is 1st Mysinas, Nylis. It is already an uncomfortably hot day, and it is still midmorning. The sun hangs in a cloudless sky, and the air reeks of brimstone.
[sblock=Cole]Cole is still kneeling near the chasm when the level of the lava within begins to drop. A wisp of fire leaps from the depths of the chasm and floats away to the northeast, calling his name.[/sblock]
[sblock=Sathi]Sathi is walking along the northern road leading to Tyral when the spirits begin to howl. She has never seen anything like this before. Somewhere amongst the nature spirits she sees what looks to be the shade of her father, running in terror into the trees and bushes to the west.[/sblock]
[sblock=Grayven]Grayven has been sent to collect rare crystals from around a highly volcanic area to the south of Tyral, a task usually reserved for initiates in the College. As he finds a small cache of them and begins to carefully collect the purple crystals, a vision of Spite appears about twenty feet away. Grayven's trained eye recognizes this as illusion almost immediately, but it is crafted with great skill and detail. The illusion slowly walks off to the south, waving for Grayven to follow.[/sblock]
[sblock=Honag]Honag is travelling north, inland from the Bay and heading for the city of Tyral. As he walks along an open path through the brush, he sees her. He doesn't know how or why, but she's calling for him to follow, to the east and south.[/sblock]
[sblock=Karesh]Karesh is still coming out of the haze of awakening. He is travelling north, not entirely certain where he is. Suddenly he sees a glimpse of...herself. She's running to the east, a terrified look on his face, eyes pleading for Karesh to save her.[/sblock]
[sblock=Mondel]Mondel is making his way toward Tyral, and the warmth of the day on his armor is making the walk more difficult than it could be. He wipes his brow and as his hand drops away from his face, he sees his grandfather limping away to the west. The old dwarf looks back over his shoulder and jerks his head, indicating that Mondel should follow.[/sblock]
[sblock=Norian]Norian is on his way to Tyral, having left his home to seek a new path for himself. As he trudges northward, he sees a vision of his father, wreathed in flame. The vision brightens and begins to float away toward the west, never turning its gaze from Norian.[/sblock]
[sblock=Cole]Cole is still kneeling near the chasm when the level of the lava within begins to drop. A wisp of fire leaps from the depths of the chasm and floats away to the northeast, calling his name.[/sblock]
[sblock=Sathi]Sathi is walking along the northern road leading to Tyral when the spirits begin to howl. She has never seen anything like this before. Somewhere amongst the nature spirits she sees what looks to be the shade of her father, running in terror into the trees and bushes to the west.[/sblock]
[sblock=Grayven]Grayven has been sent to collect rare crystals from around a highly volcanic area to the south of Tyral, a task usually reserved for initiates in the College. As he finds a small cache of them and begins to carefully collect the purple crystals, a vision of Spite appears about twenty feet away. Grayven's trained eye recognizes this as illusion almost immediately, but it is crafted with great skill and detail. The illusion slowly walks off to the south, waving for Grayven to follow.[/sblock]
[sblock=Honag]Honag is travelling north, inland from the Bay and heading for the city of Tyral. As he walks along an open path through the brush, he sees her. He doesn't know how or why, but she's calling for him to follow, to the east and south.[/sblock]
[sblock=Karesh]Karesh is still coming out of the haze of awakening. He is travelling north, not entirely certain where he is. Suddenly he sees a glimpse of...herself. She's running to the east, a terrified look on his face, eyes pleading for Karesh to save her.[/sblock]
[sblock=Mondel]Mondel is making his way toward Tyral, and the warmth of the day on his armor is making the walk more difficult than it could be. He wipes his brow and as his hand drops away from his face, he sees his grandfather limping away to the west. The old dwarf looks back over his shoulder and jerks his head, indicating that Mondel should follow.[/sblock]
[sblock=Norian]Norian is on his way to Tyral, having left his home to seek a new path for himself. As he trudges northward, he sees a vision of his father, wreathed in flame. The vision brightens and begins to float away toward the west, never turning its gaze from Norian.[/sblock]