Mianmi

It was such a simple thing, to sever the lines; but that would not be enough. No, it would be more insidious than that. They flowed with power, and they still would. It would just be… different power. Those who utilized the lines would not notice any difference at first, nor would the creature who they served, but if that path came into being… Memories, ever so slightly altered. Desires, feelings, even motivations would be changed. Who knows what new things might arise? Then, off with it; creation flowed through the ley lines.


Keth’mai

His eyes fluttered open; bright light still shone from above, although not like that bone-searing radiance of before. Sitting up, woozily, he cast his eyes around. At first, he thought someone must be playing -- a tune echoed through his mind. But no, all were still there, and only a few were just beginning to come to. What had happened? At least everything seemed to be alright.



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AP 13 - 2 (Pestilence: Bad Blood) - 1 (Teach Populace: Music is the Way) = 10