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<blockquote data-quote="Rel" data-source="post: 178140" data-attributes="member: 99"><p>'Bout time for another update, don't you think? Here ya go...</p><p></p><p><strong>Visions of Fire</strong></p><p></p><p>Speaks settled onto a low branch of a large tree and huddled up next to the trunk. His keen eagle eyes scanned the forest for any signs of enemies. Being as close to the Dead Zone as he was, there were few animals of any sort about. With the Dark Druids about, any creature could be the enemy.</p><p></p><p>Satisfied that he was safe and alone for the moment, Speaks tucked his head under his wing and tried to get some sleep.</p><p></p><p>Raven and Scar settled into their own camp. As per usual, Scar was allowed to take his nap first. The half-orc only needed a couple of hours sleep each night thanks to the magic ring he wore. Raven was tired from the day's fighting and travel but he kept a watchful lookout around the camp as Scar slept.</p><p></p><p>By the time that Scar woke, Raven was ready to get some shut-eye. He doffed his armor and settled into his thick bedroll seeking shelter from the cool spring night. His sleep was to be a restless one.</p><p></p><p>In his dreams, Raven found himself lost in a void of the darkest blackness. Presently, he spotted a single point of flickering light. As he observed it, the distance to the point seemed to grow smaller, although he couldn't tell if he was moving toward it or it was moving toward him.</p><p></p><p>As it came closer, it resolved into a humanoid shape but it seemed to be made of fire. Raven felt drawn to this figure. It became closer. He could now see that the figure was not made of fire, it was on fire. Raven could feel the heat draw beads of sweat to his face, just like when he stood in front of his forge. The figure drew closer. Raven could now see that the flesh of the creature was blackened and cracked. In places, blood oozed through the cracked flesh to sizzle and boil in the flames that never quite consumed the being. It drew closer.</p><p></p><p>Raven felt himself start to be burned, but he didn't care. He only sought to draw closer to the flaming figure with an obsessive fascination. It drew closer. Raven could see that its mouth was a black void, seemingly incapable of being illuminated by the fire that surrounded the creature. It drew closer.</p><p></p><p>At last Raven stared directly into the face of the burning thing and could see its eyes. Its eyelids were the most tenuous bits of charred flesh and the eyelashes must have singed away long ago. But untouched and apparently untouchable by the flames were the eyes themselves. They were a deep, brilliant blue and contained a myriad of emotions. Chief among these were fear and enduring agony but somehow underneath lay a sense of triumph. Into these eyes, Raven felt he could somehow find a new meaning for life. He longed to punish whoever was responsible for the pain that lay in those eyes.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, startlingly, the burning thing let out a howl of terror and agony that pierced Raven to the soul. The cry seemed to stretch off into forever until it finally dissolved into an ululating cackle of triumphant laughter. Just as Raven felt on the verge of dedicating his soul to the burning thing, a sound rang out through the void. To Raven's trained ear, it was the unmistakable sound of a hammer ringing on an anvil. The sound broke his reverie and he felt pain in his chest.</p><p></p><p>Raven woke with a start and a burning at his breast. He sat bolt upright and tore at his shirt until his hand found the Amulet he wore. He tore it from his neck and threw it to the ground where it lay, glowing red-hot. Raven rubbed his burned fingers and his burned chest. As he did so, his hand encountered the cool metal of his holy symbol and it soothed the pain somewhat.</p><p></p><p>Scar had noticed Raven awaking so suddenly and came over to insure that his companion was well. "What's wrong?"</p><p></p><p>Raven rubbed his fingers together, already feeling the blisters rising on them. He stared down at the Amulet where it sat on the floor of the unholy forest, its heat fading to a faint glow. "Bad dream."</p><p></p><p><strong>NEXT: The Cathedral</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rel, post: 178140, member: 99"] 'Bout time for another update, don't you think? Here ya go... [B]Visions of Fire[/B] Speaks settled onto a low branch of a large tree and huddled up next to the trunk. His keen eagle eyes scanned the forest for any signs of enemies. Being as close to the Dead Zone as he was, there were few animals of any sort about. With the Dark Druids about, any creature could be the enemy. Satisfied that he was safe and alone for the moment, Speaks tucked his head under his wing and tried to get some sleep. Raven and Scar settled into their own camp. As per usual, Scar was allowed to take his nap first. The half-orc only needed a couple of hours sleep each night thanks to the magic ring he wore. Raven was tired from the day's fighting and travel but he kept a watchful lookout around the camp as Scar slept. By the time that Scar woke, Raven was ready to get some shut-eye. He doffed his armor and settled into his thick bedroll seeking shelter from the cool spring night. His sleep was to be a restless one. In his dreams, Raven found himself lost in a void of the darkest blackness. Presently, he spotted a single point of flickering light. As he observed it, the distance to the point seemed to grow smaller, although he couldn't tell if he was moving toward it or it was moving toward him. As it came closer, it resolved into a humanoid shape but it seemed to be made of fire. Raven felt drawn to this figure. It became closer. He could now see that the figure was not made of fire, it was on fire. Raven could feel the heat draw beads of sweat to his face, just like when he stood in front of his forge. The figure drew closer. Raven could now see that the flesh of the creature was blackened and cracked. In places, blood oozed through the cracked flesh to sizzle and boil in the flames that never quite consumed the being. It drew closer. Raven felt himself start to be burned, but he didn't care. He only sought to draw closer to the flaming figure with an obsessive fascination. It drew closer. Raven could see that its mouth was a black void, seemingly incapable of being illuminated by the fire that surrounded the creature. It drew closer. At last Raven stared directly into the face of the burning thing and could see its eyes. Its eyelids were the most tenuous bits of charred flesh and the eyelashes must have singed away long ago. But untouched and apparently untouchable by the flames were the eyes themselves. They were a deep, brilliant blue and contained a myriad of emotions. Chief among these were fear and enduring agony but somehow underneath lay a sense of triumph. Into these eyes, Raven felt he could somehow find a new meaning for life. He longed to punish whoever was responsible for the pain that lay in those eyes. Suddenly, startlingly, the burning thing let out a howl of terror and agony that pierced Raven to the soul. The cry seemed to stretch off into forever until it finally dissolved into an ululating cackle of triumphant laughter. Just as Raven felt on the verge of dedicating his soul to the burning thing, a sound rang out through the void. To Raven's trained ear, it was the unmistakable sound of a hammer ringing on an anvil. The sound broke his reverie and he felt pain in his chest. Raven woke with a start and a burning at his breast. He sat bolt upright and tore at his shirt until his hand found the Amulet he wore. He tore it from his neck and threw it to the ground where it lay, glowing red-hot. Raven rubbed his burned fingers and his burned chest. As he did so, his hand encountered the cool metal of his holy symbol and it soothed the pain somewhat. Scar had noticed Raven awaking so suddenly and came over to insure that his companion was well. "What's wrong?" Raven rubbed his fingers together, already feeling the blisters rising on them. He stared down at the Amulet where it sat on the floor of the unholy forest, its heat fading to a faint glow. "Bad dream." [B]NEXT: The Cathedral[/B] [/QUOTE]
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