spidertrag
First Post
Whether by foot, mount, or airship you finally arrive at the sacred grove of Illnanaan. The usual quiet & reverence is not their as the sounds of hundreds of voices raised in anger compete with one another.
The once manicured path is now covered in the broken vines & flowers of many passing. The musical sounds of the resplendent local birds are quiet in difference to the tragedy & resulting cacophony of angry tribes---families & a culture that has lost much this day.
You stride into the basin of the grove where once the great shard Li'Brae stood. All the tribes are separated along bloodlines. You’re surprised to see either a friend or a family member that urgently motions to you to join them….
The once manicured path is now covered in the broken vines & flowers of many passing. The musical sounds of the resplendent local birds are quiet in difference to the tragedy & resulting cacophony of angry tribes---families & a culture that has lost much this day.
You stride into the basin of the grove where once the great shard Li'Brae stood. All the tribes are separated along bloodlines. You’re surprised to see either a friend or a family member that urgently motions to you to join them….