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Message: <blockquote data-quote="crazy_monkey1956" data-source="post: 3597047" data-attributes="member: 49514">Cut Scene: A flash of memory...OOC: Yttermayn...remember how I said I may muck with Aohdan's background slightly...OOC: The following is a cut scene for everyone but Aohdan.  For Aohdan, this is what passes through his mind during the brief flash of pain...8th month, 1141, just outside the city of AzgundThe sky was shadowed, unnaturally so, and it had the armies jittery.  The Tureni foot soldiers, superstitious folk, were ill at ease.  The presence of the elves helped to calm their nerves some, but the giants...the druid among them assured them that they were creatures of nature, but some of the soldiers had their doubts.  A young centaur, hidden in a copse of trees, his curiosity having gotten the better of him, watched as a small group of Tureni soldiers approached a handful of the giant creatures known as ogres.  The lead ogre glared at the humans, "What you want, little man?"  The ogres were barely held in check by the one among them known as Urga.  And Urga, along with the commander of the Eldritch Knights and the leader of the elven army, was in the capitol, speaking with the House of Lords.  The Tureni soldiers wavered for a moment, but the leader of the group puffed out his chest and stood tall, refusing to be intimidated by the brutes, "We overheard what that white skinned giant said about you.  How you're nothing but grunts and runts.  That you don't deserve to even be called giants."  The ogres bristled, several of them brandishing clubs.  The biggest one, nearly four feet taller than the tall human who stood before him, stepped up to the man, puffed his own chest out, and glared down at him, "Who runt now, little man?"The young centaur thought a fight might break out.  He wondered if he should tell his parents.  They had come with the elves, his father wanting to help fight in the war.  As this passed through his mind, a strange light appeard in the sky, streaking across it like a bolt of lightning.  It passed so quickly that he doubted anyone else had seen it.  A small portion of the light broke off and veered toward the clearing where the ogres and the humans argued.  Both groups looked up as the light hovered above them for a moment.  Fear gripped both groups, and each looked as if they might bolt into the surrounding woods.  The light descended upon them, swirled about them, lifting them from the ground.  As the centaur watched, each ogre seemed to merge with one of the humans, creating a new being that melded aspects of both.  As they descended to the ground, the new beings looked about in confusion for a moment, then the leader, a melding of the Tureni leader and the big ogre, let out a bellow and stomped his foot on the ground.  The ground shook where his foot landed.  The others followed and the entire clearing shook as if from an earthquake.  The centaur lost his footing and fell, dashing his head against a large rock.  As he lost consciousness, a small light, like the one in the clearing hovered over him.  The last thing he saw was the light streaking at him.When he awoke, he did not remember the incident in the clearing...but time had passed.  The armies were gone.  His parents were gone.  And his head hurt.</blockquote>

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