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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Savage Wombat" data-source="post: 2237516" data-attributes="member: 1932">The city of Loereth was a beautiful construction of black and white marble.  Towering spires and elegant, protective walls defined a structure that slowly spiralled up towards the highest tower in the royal palace.  Beautiful statues of strange metal stood guard before each of the city gates.On a critical day in the campaign, the King of Loereth called for the entire kingdom's populace (not that big) to attend a royal announcement - and then, as ancient bells rang from hidden towers, the walls and spires slid into new configurations, sealing the people within the city's confines.At the climactic moment, the great necromantic engine that was the city of Loereth drew forth the living energies of every creature within its boundaries, and fired off a massive bolt of death-magic that utterly destroyed the city of Navaril, the most powerful magical kingdom on the continent.  Two-thirds of the population of Loereth died that day.Two-thirds of the population of Loereth rose again that night as undead.The PCs had less than twelve hours to evacuate the city of the remaining survivors before the undead consumed them all.</blockquote>