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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Funeris" data-source="post: 2683605" data-attributes="member: 22792">Update!I'd probably place this one about 15 years prior to the current events of this SH.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Magnus grimaced at the sheer depth of the chasm.  A painful wound upon the earth, a horrific scar of seething blackness that as far as myth was concerned stretched infinitely to oblivion.  A rational mind knew better.  While the crevice was large and deep, it did not stretch to some horrific realm of oblivion.  No, it was just an oversized gorge that provided the best path for the hordes of Culites to well up from beneath and pillage the earth.But damn it’s deep, the mage thought.Along the southern edge awaited the rag-tag army the mage had managed to gather.  Lord Alleister had proven his worth just with the sheer number of men he had found willing to fight, willing to die for a cause that was not completely their own in a land definitely not their own.  Never would the mage think it cliché to make friends with strangers in a bar again.  No, Alleister’s aide and ability had been proven reliable.Of course, this day could mark an end to the relationship.  Death hung upon the very moisture in the air, imminently draining the hope from all.  If Magnus were to perish or more likely Alleister, it would likely prove an ill omen for all of Rhelm.  Beyond just those two, many others below possibly had great roles in the fate of this battle and many yet to come.  Below, Tobias and Illyx awaited the hordes from the deep.  Tobias still wielded that giant of a sword.  Illyx was probably preparing a number of surprises for the beasts ill-equipped for life above ground.That druid was crafty.  And he was another friend picked up in a tavern, ironically during the same tragic meeting with Alleister.  Magnus shuddered, not willing to relive those preceding events.It seemed taverns were the best place to meet friends though.  Tobias, Motega, and even Fitz had all been found at a tavern.  “I need to get out more,” the mage decided, preparing his first spell of the assault.The black tide rose from the crevice, thousands of dwem and drel, pouring from the gap.  To the north, a swarm of Culites moved toward the crevice, seeking their brothers to lead in the rampage.  The sound of metal-against-metal rang through the air, echoing ever upward—even to the location where Magnus hovered.The Mad Mage sighed, relinquishing his invisibility spell.  Fire rained from the sky.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------There's your 402 word update Yeti! </blockquote>

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