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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 5701949" data-attributes="member: 16069">Ah-shahran's DreamThe Deva does his best to recount his vision, here's what he sees, and hears and...A flicker of light, the light intensifies, blinding light.Goblins on the streets of Fallcrest- running amok, attacking citizens, the sounds of fighting- the creatures scream and shout, "For Sinruth", and, "The Red Hand."Inside of a small dusty hall- packed with junk and paraphernalia- an old man reads from a parchment and sips from a mug. Unseen and unheard a section of the floor suddenly comes free- it lifts up- Goblins suddenly leap from the hole- chaos follows.The Goblins now have the old man, clearly Sertanian, pinned down- there are easily a dozen of the creatures, items are being grabbed from cabinets and displays- the dragoncrested helm, the iron gauntlets, an ancient and ragged battle standard, a large ceremonial looking sword and three shields- all marked with the symbol of the Red Hand.Laughter, disembodied laughter- not dark or deep, but light and frivolous- the sounds from the Hall of Great Valour fade, replaced by the laughter- Sertanian is next dragged in to the hole, the old man is bleeding, bruised and battered.Darkness, only the sound of laughter.The sudden lurching sensation, its at this point in the dream that Ah-shahran's eyes roll over and he collapses.The lurching sensation lessens and then ends.A furious fizzing crackle- like static.The lights come on again, the pictures return, a natural stone chamber- empty save a door. There's something behind the viewer- something bright that shimmers and sparkles with power.The chamber looks familiar, and yet... where have we seen it before? No time. The dream plunges on...Walking down a natural passageway, towards a thunderous dull light, we emerge...Ah...Ah...Ah...Struggling to breath.Shock and awe.Ah...Gulping hard- throat baked, dry.Ah...Breath damn it!Trying desperately to stay in the dream, to see, to see, to see, to see... Mind drifting- fragments, something here, something stopping us...BREATH! A scream.A glimpse... that's all- a second, less than a second to see.Out of the cave entrance, a path- a mountain trail leading down in twisty turn-backs to a jagged broken land. We're up high on the mountain, looking down to an encampment- tents, pavillions, crude huts, a few stone buildings here and there, and thousands, and thousands of creatures, too far away to see, to make out details. An army, several armies, encamped- the clang of armourers at work, the shouts and screams of cruel humanoids- the sounds of violence, a great host making ready for war.That's not all...Behind the sprawling encampment a tower- dark, twisting and forboding- reaching towards the hammerhead clouds. Lightning dances overhead... a sudden wind blows and...Coughing, choking... Sulphur.In the distance a great volcano rumbles, a gout of lava suddenly is shot into the air, falls like burning rain on to the broken plains beneath us, rivers of lava spew from the volcano snake their way down ancient runnels.The sound of hammers beating out weapons of war, in the encampment, increases in pace- ragged cheers.Birds of flame rise up from the molten streams, beasts part stone part magma wrench themselves free of the fiery spew.The horrors are applauded and welcomed in to the ranks of the armies gathered here... in hell?The stink of the sulphur comes again- cloying, choking.Ah-shahran gasps.Coughs, blinks- tears streaming, chokes... and suddenly finds himself back in the chamber with the sarcophagi, being held tight by his worried friends.The Deva smiles, thinking it's over.Then a whisper, that sounds like an order."The Hall of Great Valour must be renewed, its lost treasures returned to their places- lives depend upon it. Your life depends upon it. Do not fail me Deva. I have faith in you."Ah-shahran blinks rapidly.And then it really is over.[GM]Ah-shahran is changed- he has recieved Corellon's Boon of Arcane Might.[/GM]Blimey.What now?</blockquote>

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