The Touch of Death

[PastaTM]

Across Meranthe, oddities of Undeath would crop up within the West. Not a single place was safe from the touch of the corrupted arts.

They would be heard, their messages and warnings heard all across the West.

For this, if there were any users of Black Magic within the West.

It was no longer their place to claim.

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Arcadia, its sapling tree had the ground from its very roots soiled and rotten with the touch of Undeath. Those who often cared for the tree would notice some of its leaves, so young and so few had been taken away. Snatched right off the branch itself, even the grass and flowers that grew close to the Tree of Hope- would be sickly. Dropping over, begging for help from any sort of magi that would hear their call.

Harmony was disrupted.

If for a short time.

Serenity, its water from the fountains would be rotten and grey. The sands around such a place were like a grey and black material. Disgusting to the touch and the corrupted arts seeped through far more than just the ground itself. In the center of their Foutain was a mark made from a weapon, and within a deathly scent oozed forth.

Their water, the ones that they used to water their crops, feed their cattle and livestock, and even drink from.

Would be sickly.

Drakonia, its statue of the fallen on the Northern coast would have a familiar touch. Those from the times of Dawnstone would feel the embrace of the void cut from the statue itself, a small chunk of the base was missing but the ground and water around the memorial were rotten. Plants withered, the rocks aged into dust, and the ground would allow nothing to step near.

A fallen Prince.

His power recalled.

Londo, its castle, that amazingly comfortable and home-like feeling found within the lands of Londo would soon feel... wrong. For within the castle the two crystals that floated among the meeting room - would be devoid of their color. It's mana that was once so rich and filled with life to give it that orange coloration. Would be nothing short of sick.

Left, a fallen broken reminder. Right, a power clinging to the last of its life.

How easy it was to get inside...

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[Tristam]

Harmony indeed was disturbed for a short time.

But luckily with a swift notice of the anomalous blight that was inflicted upon the sappling, the Champion and Radiant of Alacritas would immediately tend to the sappling by blessing the earth with the potency of his aether aspected to Life herself, bathed within the energies of nature and the earth.

Who knows how worse this could have been with enough time. At least for now, the soil recovers as the disease fades. And the Radiant's retainers have been placed on watch to ensure the safety of the sapling.

One thing is sure, this act has left the Radiant wary of intruders and strangers...

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The scene was done on the 6th October at 7PM. PastaTM approved the post :>

[Pandion]

Neither does the problem remain ignored and unsolved in Serenity.
An unlikely solution from an unlikely voice rises, the young apothecary Xiang Amamiya seen leading efforts and enlisting fellow magi, namely Xiao Amamiya and Roman De Monteville to purify their waters once more.
Alchemy is the approach taken by the southern kingdom of the Expanse, employing an array of materials, some planted in the earth and others seen being grinded and smeared upon the weapon's mark before holy and water magics ultimately removed the taint and tainted water respectively.

Clean and safe water flows freely once more.

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The scene was done on the 8th October at 9PM. PastaTM also approved this post!