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    For several weeks, excitement has been building in Kenabres—Armasse is coming! Traditionally an opportunity for scholars and priests to come together to study the lessons of history from wars past, since Aroden’s death, this holy day has become more about training commoners in weaponry, choosing squires, and ordaining new priests. Over time, Armasse has grown to encompass jousting competitions, mock duels, battle reenactments, and other festival events. In Kenabres, the festival (which takes place on 16 Arodus) is eagerly anticipated, for it provides distractions from the horrors of being on the front line of the war. Smiles on faces normally marred by downcast eyes and furrowed brows do wonders for city morale in the weeks leading up to the event. Armasse is a citywide celebration, but the majority of the event, including its jousting matches and other entertainments, takes place at Clydwell Plaza, just west of the cathedral.

    Armasse officially began at noon, with the blessing of the festival by Lord Hulrun himself, ruler of Kenabres. The crowd gathered in Clydwell Plaza quieted as the aged inquisitor took the stage, clad in shining, resplendent armor. He cleared his throat, but just as he was about to speak, a bright light shone from the west, as if the sun were rising from the wrong direction. Hulrun’s shadow fell huge and distorted across the cathedral’s facade. A moment later, the sound of a thunderous explosion ripped through the air and earth, along with a violent tremor. To the west, the fortress known as the Kite—the location of Kenabres’s wardstone—had vanished. In its place, a brilliant plume of red fire, lightning, and smoke erupted into the heavens. A moment later, a powerful roar accompanied a welcome sight rising from the crowd—Kenabres’s greatest guardian, the ancient silver dragon Terendelev, who had until that moment been attending the opening ceremony disguised as a human. Above, another form appeared, as nightmarish as the dragon was breathtaking. A humanoid shape three times the size of any man, with skin coated in fire and lightning, gripped a flaming sword and whip. The creature’s identity was immediately obvious: Khorramzadeh, the Storm King of the Worldwound, had come to Kenabres!
    As the ground continued to shake and disgorge demons into the streets, the dragon and the balor lord clashed above. The fight was over in a few harrowing moments, as the balor cut deep into Terendelev’s body, swooping down to strike the dragon and arresting her charge. A few more blows, and the titanic duo spiraled downward toward the crowd. The sight of the dragon smashing into the facade of the Cathedral of St. Clydwell is one no witness would ever forget. At that moment, a titanic demon erupted at the far end of the plaza, reducing several buildings to ruins as it smashed into this world. The rift it created shot across the plaza, and this time there was no escape—it opened below your feet, angling away into darkness. Even as you fell, the dragon noticed your plight. Though she saw death standing over her, she seized this final chance to save a few more souls. After she uttered a few arcane words and stretched out a bleeding talon, you felt her magic take hold of you, slowing your plummet into the darkness as if you were feathers falling into a pit. Yet the fall remained as inexorable, and as you drifted downward into the depths, the last thing you saw was the Storm King standing before the ancient silver dragon, his sword lashing out and cleaving full through her neck. As her severed head fell, the rift above you slammed shut, and the light of the world above was gone.

    You find yourselves in complete darkness. Your heads throb with thunderous headaches. Your ears ring. You’re having trouble breathing. After a few moments, the sounds of rocks clattering, coughing, and moans of pain, as well as the choking smell of dust, become apparent as your senses seem to return, but it remains pitch black. Feeling around in the darkness, you feel rubble all around yourselves, and realize that your bodies are covered in dirt and filth. Despite the general aches and pains, none of you are damaged.

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    Gydion

    Grunted as he hefted another sack of vegetables up onto a shoulder and brought it into the house. Gydion had been commandeered by his step mother to bring in the produce she has bought that morning at market, and as he exited the building once again to look at the cart with a few more boxes and bags on it he shook his head. It was nearing the start of the festival, at this rate he'd have to run to make the opening ceremony!

    He finished up his chore and gave his step mother a firm kiss on the cheek before he made his way, and quite quickly towards Clydwell square. By the time he arrived the crowd was thick and he had to elbow through as politely as he could. He got more than a few sour looks as Lord Hulrun took to the dias, but he had spotted what he was looking for! That ornate staff head and denoted his elder step brother among the crowd.

    It was just as he had elbowed past the last person in his way and was about to clap his step brother on the shoulder and tell offer some sort of borderline insulting greeting when that flash of light simply stole his vision away for a second. He turned and with mouth agape watched that pillar of flame, and as the events unfolded he could neither speak or move, simply enthralled by such a display. Such a show of power as the Storm King stopped Terendelev's charging fury...

    The crowd had turned to panic around him but it did little to sway Gydion. He stood almost calmly, watching in shock as the two monstrous powers did battle, and then the world began to fall away. He could almost remember the sound of that intense crashing, at first he thought it was the sound of the two titans smashing into the cathedral. It must not have been though, he didn't even see the new demon enter the fray. By then all he could see was the darkness swallowing him up, and the feeling of familiar forces floating him down into the abyss.

    When his eyes finally snapped open to darkness, and he pulled in a ragged breath Gydion instantly fell to a fit of coughing. Crumbling rock and clouds of dust does not for good breathing make. Once he had himself cleared, and had probably alerted anything within ear shot that he was indeed sitting there, where ever "there" was. He took a deep breath and reached about, finding his Falcata still on his belt he gave the thing a tight grip, especially glad for it in times like this and brought it forth, a word of power causing the thing to glow and light the surrounding area.

    "What in all the hells is going on..."

    He said to himself, as much as to anyone else he might illuminate with his magical light.

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    Etherian rises to his feet raising his ornate glowing staff, his eye darting around looking for anyone injured or buried. He speaks grimly. "I think the appropriate question is what in the Abyss is going on. The demons have attacked and are doing a damned good job it seems."

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    Gydion

    Began to look around, seeing various people but the voice caught his attention and he rushed over to his half brother, shaking more of the dust off himself as he began to look around in earnest and see who else had survived the fall. Of course any survivors would purely be thanks to the fallen dragon. The thought made his heart feel a bit heavy. Such an icon of good. It couldn't stifle his happiness at seeing his half sibling unharmed though.

    "Etherian! Some sort of magical field far beyond what I'm capable of...The dragon had to have done it. I'm glad you see you alive my friend. Let's see who else was fortunate enough to be saved eh?"

    Gydion turned and began attempting to help anyone who might seem to need it.

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    Ravana lets out a pained groan as she pushes herself up onto her hands and knees. Somehow the fall hadn't killed her, and from the sound of it there were other survivors too. She climbs to her feet and starts toward the new source of light. "Is everyone alright?"

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    Hask

    Hask was Clydewell Plaza, leaning on his long spear patently waiting for the events to begin. With his odd blue skin and white eyes drew odd looks and marked his foreignness. He was used to the looks from his travels and he wasn't quite as unfamiliar with Kenabres as it would first seem. While it had been 70 or so years since Mojal had walked these street and the city has grown since then, the major landmarks such as the Clydewell Plaza and the Kite remained.

    Just then Lord Hulrun appeared. While the old human had probably seen a lot battle in the cursades, the Lord of Kenabres probably wasn't even born when Mojal had died. But perhaps Hulrun had a father or someone who knew the Samsaran paladin? But it was unlikely that he would get a chance to speak with the aged inquisitor. He'd probably have to find someone else to heard tales of the Blue Moon Paladin.

    However before Lord Hulrun had a chance to address those who had gathered, the fortress of Kite exploded in a flash of light. It was soon followed by a roar and the appearance of a silver dragon. Memories of the dragon flashed through the Samsaran's mind, memories of Mojal seeing the guardian of Kenabres in action. "Terendelev," Hask quietly spoke to himself. Terendelev would have probably known about his predecessor, though now was definitely not a good time especially as the enemy revealed itself. Khorramzadeh. The Samsaran had heard about the Storm King from the people around Kenabres himself. The demon and dragon clashed in the air, but the Storm King got the upper hand and the duo crashed into the ground. The impact caused a rift to appear in the plaza.

    Hask was paralyzed as the events unfolded before him. It was like something from out of his nightmares, nightmares that he knew were really memories of Hojal. Then he realized that the ground had opened up below him and he started to fall. However, Terendelev had one last blessing, turning the Samsaran's plummet into a more of a floating downwards. However, that would be the silver dragon's last act as Khorramzadeh cleaved off the dragon's head. "No!" Hask yelled, but soon everything faded to black.

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    "Terendelev!"

    Hask awoke with a start. It was dark and it took him a moment for him to remember what happened. He felt his eyes water a little as he recalled the fight up on the surface. The mighty silver dragon had fallen and with it, Kenabres as well most likely. Just then he saw a light showing a couple people and a few voices. They must have been others that the dragon had saved at the last moment. "Hello?" the Samsaran called out but then remembered he had his own source of light. "J-just a moment." He took his bag off his shoulder and rooted through it, his hands still shaking slightly. "Come on Hojal, where did you hide the torch?" he muttered seemingly to himself. A burning stone floated out of a side pocket where it started to slowly orbit his head. "Thank you."

    With the ioun torch circling his head, Hask got to his feet, leaning somewhat unsteadily on his long spear. He heard someone asking if everyone was alright. "I'm fine. I have some healing magic if anyone needs it." the Samsaran offered.

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    "I think, as my brother suggested, Terendelev protected us," Etherian looked at Ravana. "and as such we are all alright."
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    Tasigur

    Breathe.... was the only thought that could surface through Tasigur's mind. The events that had just been witnessed were disheartening at best, soul-crushing at worst. His eyes fluttering open, Tasigur attempts to pull a ragged breath into his lungs but no air comes of it. BREATHE... his mind screams again, thirsting for oxygen and energy. Moving a bit to his side, Tasigur finally feels the immense weight sitting upon his chest. A massive stone seemed to have situated itself on top of him and was slowly squeezing the life out of him. Attempting to push the overbearing rock from himself, Tasigur lets out the meekest of plea to anyone with in earshot.

    "Can't.... Breathe.... Please.... HELP!"

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    A third light flickers and further illuminates the area. In addition to Tasigur you hear three other humans who appear to be in need of help.

    A portly male human grunts and gropes about his person not sure what to grab. "Ugh! Urgh! What a fall! Ouch!" He gets to his feet but he seems to be hurt quite badly.
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    A human female who is dimly lit is far less vocal than the portly man but appears unable to stand up on her own. She utters a few curses and continues to try for all she is worth. Not far from Tasigur she notices his plight and pulls herself toward him using only her upper body. She wraps herself around the large stone on his chest and struggles to help him.

    The third source of light comes from a male elf. He is standing upright with good posture and his nose held high. He continuously repeats a series of motions and words that would suggest that he is casting a spell. Eventually he stops. "It would appear my magic fails me. Would anyone care to create some kind of light? Even a torch would do."
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    Hearing the cries for help Etherian heads to the person who can't breathe and helps move the rock. "Lets get these people free."

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    Ravana gets up and heads toward the man pinned beneath the stone, aiding the others in pushing it off of him. Her gaze turns toward the elf when he speaks up; how could he think his magic had failed when he was holding a globe of light in his hand? Unless... had he lost his sight when they'd fallen down here?

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    She looks over to the first pair that had lit up the area. "Could one of you see to the elf and the man over there? They seem to be in need of help."

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    Tilted his head, watching the Elven man as he cast his spells. He approached the portly man, turning his focus to him for a moment.

    "Sir please..calm down and sit. Don't move if you're hurt. You'll only make yourself worse. We'll have someone see to you."

    He turned to the woman who seemed to be unable to stand admonished her a small bit as well, but it came from a good place.

    "You as well, please let us get everyone freed and together and we can assess injuries..don't make yourselves worse. Just relax."

    Finally he turned to the Elven man and approached to kneel next to him.

    "Sir..your spells are functioning properly. Thank you for the light...but it seems something in the terrible event has stolen your sight. I'm sorry."

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    Hask looked around trying to assess the situation. The stout man looked rather pained at first glance, but he was standing. The woman wasn't able to stand, but she was helping the others trying to pull someone out of the rubble. The elf was seemed unable to see his own light, but otherwise seemed to be not too badly off. Weighing his options for a moment, he went over to the group trying to pry away some rocks. He knelt beside the injured woman and spoke softly. "Pardon me miss, let me take over from you. You really shouldn't try pushing yourself while you injured. You might cause more damage. Not just to yourself either," he finished gesturing to the pinned person. In her injured state she might cause more harm then good. Regardless of the woman's answer, he stepped in to give aid moving the heavy rocks while gesturing and saying a couple of foreign words once in a while causing some smaller stones to float out of the way.

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    While working he gave some advice. "Someone should scout around a bit. A demon or something else could have also fallen and we do not want to be attacked while we are still recovering."

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    Everyone's combined effort moves the rock easily from Tasigur's chest.

    Upon close inspection of the elf you see that he has a nasty burn across his face which has seared both of his eyes. He raises a hand to touch his face and winces in pain as he quickly retracts it. He still seems a bit dazed as if he has yet to gather his senses from the fall. "I... its starting to come back to me. That balor. That was Khorramzadeh. His whip... Oh... Oh by the gods... am I really blind? This is a catastrophe." He stumbles back until he hits the wall of the cave then slumps into a sitting position. "I must get back to the surface. You don't understand. It is very important that I get back to my people."

    The portly man slowly takes a seat, grunting in pain as he does so. It seems his back, or his knees, or something is paining him greatly as he does so. "Ugh. What a fall. Its a wonder any of us managed to survive." A brief glance around the room shows pieces of people who where clearly not so fortunate.

    The human female rolls to her side and grasps her leg appearing to be in a great deal of pain. "Yeah. It's a good thing no one was actually hurt." She glares at the portly man.

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    Grasped the Elf's wrist when he began to stumble backward, having listened to him with much attention for the moment. He moved with him and knelt next to the blind man and shook his head a bit. It must be rather disorienting to suddenly lose your sight, he figured.

    "Please, try not to hurt yourself any further. We'll get everyone out of here, we just have to make sure we can get everyone in shape to move."

    He gave the Elf a pat on the shoulder.

    "Sit here and rest. We'll get everyone on their feet as best we can and I'll come back to lead you so we can keep everyone together."

    Turning to the portly man, he walked over and knelt next to him now, looking up at the man with the Ioun torch circling his head first.

    "You said you can heal? Check on her leg...if she can't walk we're going to have to carry her out of here somehow."

    He turned back to the Portly man and rummaged around in his pockets, finding a handkerchief he tied it tight around the mans knee.

    "Sorry I'm not much of a doctor, but is there anything else I can do to help?"

    He sat back and looked around for a moment. What a mess this was.

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    "Terendelev's last act was to slow our fall with her magic. If not for that, we'd likely be joining the poor souls who didn't make it." She helps Tasigur to his feet.

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    Gladly accepting the hand offered, Tasigur brought himself up from the ground. Once standing, Tasigur is very thankful to all that helped him out from under the rocks. Brushing the dust and debris off his outfit, Tasigur checks his bandolier and powder horns making sure everything is still safe and dry. With the glow of light in the cavern, he sees the glint of blued steel from under a pile of small rocks. Moving a few aside, Tasigur is finally able to free his musket from the debris and slings it over his shoulder.

    "Thank you so much to all of you for getting me out from under there. I thought I was going to die even though She...." Tasigur's voice trailed off at the thought of what happened to that beautiful dragon. Having given her final breathe to save so many, Tasigur vowed to himself to bring meaning to her sacrifice. Looking around at the group of people that had survived the fall, Tasigur is brought out of his thoughts when he looks towards the young woman that was being pulled from the rubble.

    "Oh my... Excuse me, Sir?" Tasigur said hesitantly towards the being seeing to the young lady. "I seem to recall you speaking of healing earlier even when I was in my plight. I don't have any actual schooling in the arts of medicine, but I've bandaged up enough people in my platoon to know how to keep things from getting worse. Please let me know if I could be of any help to you." Tasigur then turns towards the rest of the group.

    "I know we're in quite the mess at the moment, but we can pull through and get back to the surface. This gentleman," gesturing towards Hask, "Is correct though. Our first priority should be to make sure our current vicinity is clear of danger. I propose we leave injured here with a few people for protection, while the rest of us comb the area to see if there is anything dangerous. Then we can decide our next move from there."

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    "I think it is safe to say we are in danger. Demons have attacked the citadel and likely killed Terendelev. Khorramzadeh was here and killed her. I suggest we gather everyone and stick together and see if we can find a way out of this hole."
    Etherian hold up his staff the glowing stone illuminating the area.

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    The lanky elf stands once again. "Fah! Eyes or no, I am the most qualified to lead us out of here. I am an experienced practitioner of the arts."

    The portly man also stands and puffs up his chest, suddenly appearing to be devoid of injuries. "Hah! You blind twit! You couldn't lead a horse to water if it were dying of thirst and had a tiger chasing it!"

    The woman continuing to clutch her leg, painstakingly backs herself against the wall of the cave so that she can sit upright.

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    Etherian ignores the posturing and searches for a path as well as something to serve as crutches for the woman with the broken leg. If nothing is found, he will give her his staff to use.
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    Hearing the need for his healing abilities Hask gave a nod, his ioun torch bobbing with the movement. "Right then. It's a good thing I picked up a couple of scrolls beforehand. Let's see..." He reached back into the side pocket of his backpack, then paused to frown and then reached into the main section. "It should be side pouch for easy access..." he muttered to himself.

    Pulling out a pair of scrolls, he first went up to the woman and then the elf, as the man didn't seem as badly injured, just somewhat shaken. Drawing the magic from the written words, he blessed the two. "At the very least, this should stop the bleeding. It probably is not powerful enough to heal broken legs or burned eyes, but it should tide you over until we get someone with more medical expertise."

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    "Now then, as we all seem to need one another's help, I believe introductions are in order." The Samsaran gave a bow to the group at large. "You may call me Hask. I am a warrior and mystic devoted to the god Tsukiyo from the distant nation of Zi Ha. I am part of a race called Samsarans to those wondering about my appearance. I have just arrived in Kenabres, but I have some familiarity with the area. Glad to make everyone's acquaintance."

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    Etherian feels the introductions could wait for a better time, but he supposes it is better than saying hey you all the time.
    Etherian nods towards Hask. "I am Etherian Nylanass, from right here really. I am a ... magic user, the pleasantries can be dealt with later, when we are in a safer place."
    He helps the woman with the broken leg up and gives her his staff and supports her with his arm.
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    "I'm Ravana." She loops her arm through the elf's so that he isn't stumbling around. "With all due respect, sir, your blindness may be more of a hindrance than your knowledge would be a benefit to getting out of here."

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    As you root around in search of anything that might help the female's broken leg you find several bits of wood, cloth and rope allowing you to fashion a crude splint and crutch. She appears most appreciative as she is now able to stand on her own. "Thank you for the help. I should be able to get around well enough until we can get to the surface. My wife knows several devout priests of Iomedae. My name is Anevia by the way. Anevia Tirabade. It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance." She takes a few practice strides and seems able to get around painlessly, though not very quickly.
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    As Hask approaches the elf with his healing scroll the elf waves him away. "No, please. There is no need for that. I was able to slow my own decent much the same way that Trendelev did for you all. I fear we do not yet know how necessary that scroll might be at a later point." He moves to back up but once again backs into the wall. He stiffens and raises his nose as if to maintain his composure. "Anyway, my name is Aravashnial and I vow by my moral coil and all hope of an afterlife that I will see you all to safety."

    The portly man reaches for his hip and grimaces as he grasps nothing but air. "You know, when you retrieve a scroll from a scroll case it's better to hold it the other way around. Twist, pull and grap as one fluid motion. Much more efficient that way. But moving on, I am Horgus Gwerm. Noble born of Kenebres and the most valuable ally you will ever have, both literally and figuratively. For starters, if you can safely deliver me to my home I offer you all 1000 gold pieces to split as you see fit."
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    Gydion

    Finally able to take a breath, he listened as the various new people introduced themselves. Upon finding a pause he made his own introduction.

    "My name is Gydion. Etherian there is my half brother, and despite the circumstances I'm glad to have met you all. Now, seeing we have such lovely allies we can easily get to the surface if we work together."

    Stepping over to Aravashnial he took the man by the arm softly.

    "Sir, if you don't mind I'll serve as your eyes for now. We've got to get moving soon."

    He turned to Horgus and the rest, giving them all a rather winning smile.

    "Well now that we're ready to be mobile, perhaps someone could take the lead? Mr. Gwerm, being a noble any insight you might have would be very appreciated. For now though, we shouldn't linger any more than we have to."

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    Cyarra

    What... where am I?

    Consciousness gnawed upon the back of her skull for meager moments, before darkness once again.

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    "I swear, worry is your natural state of being. This is meant to be a BREAK from our lives, not some sort of prison."

    Cyarra's dearest friend and lover, Izabetta, was pulling her through the crowd at an alarming pace. So much to see and do here in Kenabres during Armasse... particularly for a scholar and priestess of Desna. As for herself? Well, Cyarra was on...
    better terms with the gods as of late, for what it was worth. Devout? Perhaps. The unfortunate circumstance of her early life had driven her all but away from the gods.

    "You should be used to me by now sweetheart." She said flatly, looking around at the hustle and bustle. "Don't worry about me. I'll be alright. I'm still not used to this many..."

    It was then that Cy noticed Izabetta was no longer holding her hand. In fact, she wasn't even in sight anymore.

    "... Izzy?"

    Sound. Panic. Cyarra drew her sword, drew her shield. But it was too little too late, she was distracted by her own thoughts and suddenly the sky went dark. Something hit her, and she fell.



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    The sound of her own coughing filled her ears as she desperately began to reach upwards. Stone and rubble surrounded her sight as she tried to claw her way out with only the most minor amounts of luck.

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    "My name...Gydion. Etherian ... h-...brother, and despite... you all.
    Sound. Cyarra began to claw for it.

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    "...if you don't mind I'll serve as ... for now... We've got... moving soon."
    Moving? No wait!

    She tried to respond, tried to yell, but more dust crawled up her throat. But out of desperation, finally, her hand emerged from the pile of rubble.
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    Seeing a hand emerge from the rubble and Anevia standing on her own, Etherian moves to the hand grabs it and with the other hand begins to move ruble. "Hold on, I'll get you out."
    The story has been told a million times, but it is different when it is your life.


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    With a little bit of work the rubble is removed. Cyarra is on her feet and Horgus begins to lead Gydion who in turn is leading Aravashnial. As more of the cave is revealed you notice a large spider sitting quietly, not moving at all. It only takes a moment to realize that the spider is dead.
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    You notice two disturbing elements—a muffled chewing sound and a bulge wriggling inside of the spider’s abdomen.

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    Ravana stops when she hears the sound of chewing coming from the spider. She turns to Hask. "Perhaps we should see if there are any paths without foes before engaging in unnecessary combat." She glances back toward where the others were, seeing if there were any other paths available.

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    Etherian moves between the bystanders and the spider. "It's dead ... isn't it?"
    The story has been told a million times, but it is different when it is your life.


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