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<blockquote data-quote="Eccles" data-source="post: 1549782" data-attributes="member: 5675">Back at camp, Aeron began to get itchy feet. After some persuasion from his comrades, he began to feel that there was something more that he could do towards the 'war effort'. Bending his thoughts towards the great Demon in the city, Aeron cast his mind out to Mystra, imploring her for aid and information relating to the creature they thought to be the &quot;Dread Lord&quot;.His vision went thus:---Enormous wings crack as the huge flame-wreathed figure soars over the burning city.Most of the time he is wreathed in smoke, but beneath him, the minions and undead scurry away from him in fear and terror.His portly belly rumbles, and he dives towards the dark ground, flames and broken buildings rushing beneath him. A whip cracks, and a goblin is snared, and still the firey demon hurtles on, tearing the head off the goblin with his teeth as he continues his flight.Another foe flies up on magical wings, and with a glare, the demon stares at it. Wailing, the drow spellcaster disappears into nothingness.Soaring onwards, the massive demon flies into the window of a massive building. He lands on a long bench and bows.“My Lord.”The vision fades…</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Eccles, post: 1549782, member: 5675"] Back at camp, Aeron began to get itchy feet. After some persuasion from his comrades, he began to feel that there was something more that he could do towards the 'war effort'. Bending his thoughts towards the great Demon in the city, Aeron cast his mind out to Mystra, imploring her for aid and information relating to the creature they thought to be the "Dread Lord". His vision went thus: --- Enormous wings crack as the huge flame-wreathed figure soars over the burning city. Most of the time he is wreathed in smoke, but beneath him, the minions and undead scurry away from him in fear and terror. His portly belly rumbles, and he dives towards the dark ground, flames and broken buildings rushing beneath him. A whip cracks, and a goblin is snared, and still the firey demon hurtles on, tearing the head off the goblin with his teeth as he continues his flight. Another foe flies up on magical wings, and with a glare, the demon stares at it. Wailing, the drow spellcaster disappears into nothingness. Soaring onwards, the massive demon flies into the window of a massive building. He lands on a long bench and bows. “My Lord.” [I]The vision fades…[/I] [/QUOTE]

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