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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ashrem Bayle" data-source="post: 1053151" data-attributes="member: 3103">Tad gave a twitch as Tamari's spear tip pierced his throat. Blood rolled out in a crimson torrent, soaking his chest and the snow covered ground. Seconds later, he was dead. His breathing, ragged and panicked as it was, slowed to a stop. His eyes glazed over, the life leaving his body.As Tamari lowered her eyes in mourning, she too noticed the spot where perhaps another spear stood._____________________________________________Choric moved closer to the source of the smoke…. and the smell. What he discovered made him wish he had stayed back there with Tad. Near the edge of the forest, he found little Rob, Jon’s boy…….. or at least…. what remained.The boy, a young lad of eight summers, lay in the snow in a position that should have been impossible. His left arm and shoulder was gone, and his head hang on with little more than slivers of flesh. Where the left side of his face should have been, was now a ruined mess. He had been burned, horribly, and his missing arm and shoulder appeared to have been blown off, as if by an explosion….. or lightning.The ground around the child was blackened and scorched. Blood and pieces of flesh lay scattered about, burned and mangled. His forearm and hand looked to be a good ten feet away, half buried in the cold snow. The smell was overwhelming at this distance, and Choric could not resist the urge to bend double and vomit.Aerenar, catching up to Choric, narrowly managed to avoid getting breakfast on his boot. When he saw the boy, he was suddenly glad his own stomach was empty.______________________________________________Elig, ever wary, scanned the area for danger, or for sign of who might have committed the atrocity. He was scanning the forest edge when he noticed Choric, leaning against a tree, spilling his breakfast. He was about to go check on him, when he heard a loud crash come from inside the house.______________________________________________Kal's lungs burned with the effort of breathing hot air. Crouched low, he made it into the last room, having already searched the others. It was Bailey's other son's room, Jon's and his wife, Tena's. The room was decorated as a woman would. Flowers on the window seal now shriveled from the heat. The beautiful curtains burned as well, and the fire that stemmed from them had recently set afire the quilt that Tena’s mother had knitted for them on their wedding day.Suddenly, a section of the roof broke finally gave way. As it fell, it clipped Tal’s shoulder, burning him and almost knocking him to the ground. It took him a moment to force breath back into his lungs, and when he did, the heat of the air made it almost unbearable. As he turned, he noticed the rubble had fell across the doorway, blocking his exit.OOC: 1 point of bludgeoning damage & 1 point of fire damage</blockquote>

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