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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 6725233" data-attributes="member: 9255">JOHN PLAY“10 PLAY TIME”SEGMENT 122“DIRE TONGUE”Eldeen- thousands of years ago-The ground shudders as something lands close to their fallen tree shelter.  It snorts and small flames roll out over the shelter once more.  In draconic it snarls out- “what do I smell?  This is no fiend….”  Play barely understands the dragon and Calli is clueless.   Glyder whispers to Play and Calli-“This is a time where we don’t exist.  There are dragons and fiends and only these two.”“”Huh?!?  Nooooo way.  You can travel thousands of years?!?” exclaims Play in common.A sudden explosion of bark and wood chips erupt as the dragon’s tail slams down onto the tree.   It lifts it up and peers down like a survivalist looking for  unknown food.“What manner of fiend are these?!?” The dragon declares as it easily tosses aside the tree.   “I sense magics on you…. And…..”The dragon turns away quickly and circles around in a semi-circle.   It is fiercely alert and obviously prepared for an attack… from the surrounding woods.“If something startles it- can’t be good for us-“ Comments Play as he looks to the woods also.  He spots several tall slender fiends with long horns and swords charging them.  Their hooved feet lit the dry grass on fire as they rush forward.  (think Brimolaks but stronger before de-evolution from dragon-fiend war) Another fiend teleports in from the opposite side and together they strike the dragon.  As the dragon snarls and growls in pain it grasps its necklace of a blue swirled orb and mentally commands it.“Uh-oh- time to leave guys.” Says Calli as she looks up and sees swirling dark clouds that glow from the inside as lightning grows within it.   A sudden wind burst twists and uplifts smaller trees.  One demon tumbles with the debris.  Play grabs a root and hangs on but the two gnomes are blown away without a word or a scream.The remaining fiends attack savagely, especially the teleporter whom stands on the dragons shoulders.  Seeing the storm is coming too late to protect it, the dragon attempts to flee.  This opportunity is all that was needed for the fiends to finish it off.   A pain and angry howl comes from the dragon as it collapses.  The winds begin to calm.The leader stares at Play but speaks to his soldiers- “Gather any magics it has on it.  Especially that orb.”It more hopes than walks as it moves closer to Play.  “What manner of draconic creation are you?”Play, not knowing the language, shrugs and in common says- “How do you do?”It holds the great sword up and glares at Play.  PAINSomething is forcibly entering Play’s mind and tearing into his memories.Spitting a smoking spark to the ground, the leader nods his head.  “Curious….. very curious.”Play is dizzy from the incursion into his mind.  All he can take from the encounter is the name- Dire Tongue.</blockquote>

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