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<blockquote data-quote="Alyx" data-source="post: 176018" data-attributes="member: 623">The wind is howling.&nbsp; A brilliant cacophony of magic has risen throughout the worlds, throughout the multiverse.&nbsp; Once more a sweeping fire of arcane powers will wash upon and over the rocky backbones of nations.Somewhere on Oerth lies an island.&nbsp; A glowing, heavily layered shield is risen over it, a defience against whatever may come.&nbsp; A lake of Oerthblood covers the center of this isle, and in the middle of this lake on a breath of land stands the Red Elf.He is not alone.&nbsp; A true dragon stands behind him, wings outstreched; a gesture of hollow defence.&nbsp; On the dragon is a man, who flickers occasionally and seems somewhat...different every time.&nbsp; Small changes, with a result unforeseen.&nbsp; And to Jand's side sends his oldest ally and friend, Anfaren of the Lendore Isles - Archcleric and now first ambassador of the Sunrise Alliance.'The odds are that we shall weather this array of attacks.' Anfaren says, quietly.'Perhaps that is so,' Jand responds.&nbsp; 'But what of those people, those nations that are now doomed?&nbsp; What of those nations not content in their safety, berefit of a defence to the coming storm?'The man on the dragon speaks; 'They will die.'The dragon adds; 'And part of the multiverse will die with them.'And Jand responds 'May their souls find escape, somehow.'The island shudders, as somewhere the attacks begin.&nbsp; Comets rain accross the sky.&nbsp; The war has begun again, and this time will be all the worse.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Alyx, post: 176018, member: 623"] The wind is howling. A brilliant cacophony of magic has risen throughout the worlds, throughout the multiverse. Once more a sweeping fire of arcane powers will wash upon and over the rocky backbones of nations. Somewhere on Oerth lies an island. A glowing, heavily layered shield is risen over it, a defience against whatever may come. A lake of Oerthblood covers the center of this isle, and in the middle of this lake on a breath of land stands the Red Elf. He is not alone. A true dragon stands behind him, wings outstreched; a gesture of hollow defence. On the dragon is a man, who flickers occasionally and seems somewhat...different every time. Small changes, with a result unforeseen. And to Jand's side sends his oldest ally and friend, Anfaren of the Lendore Isles - Archcleric and now first ambassador of the Sunrise Alliance. 'The odds are that we shall weather this array of attacks.' Anfaren says, quietly. 'Perhaps that is so,' Jand responds. 'But what of those people, those nations that are now doomed? What of those nations not content in their safety, berefit of a defence to the coming storm?' The man on the dragon speaks; 'They will die.' The dragon adds; 'And part of the multiverse will die with them.' And Jand responds 'May their souls find escape, somehow.' The island shudders, as somewhere the attacks begin. Comets rain accross the sky. The war has begun again, and this time will be all the worse. [/QUOTE]

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