06-09-2025, 04:07 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-09-2025, 04:16 AM by Disposable Character.
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One by One... Two by Two...
Bones will crack, And blood run through.
Hear their cries, Death's embrace,
Flesh will fall, Without a trace.
Bones will crack, And blood run through.
Hear their cries, Death's embrace,
Flesh will fall, Without a trace.
Ill portents come from scouts and woodsmen, sights of torn open beasts and migrants gone missing, found devoured or maimed. Blood and rust stain white snow and ice. A spectre that had haunted the clan before, returned.
The forces of the damned advance upon a caravan of Clan Crownforge, led by the plagued undead that had beset them in their early days, Mordeaux. Judging from scout reports, it is projected they likely plan on cutting off the traveling party before it could complete its trading route. A caravan completely of civilians, carrying nothing of material wealth nor any magi of reknown. What could the nefarious party be plotting?
With forewarning, a request for help is sent via pigeon to any and all notable magi traversing throughout the general area -- A plea to save a nonmagus caravan from an otherwise morbid fate... But whom would be brazen enough to step into the fray?
(no, this is not a raid)
Coordinates: 922, 860, 1
Date/Time: 6/16 @ 6PM CST
Date/Time: 6/16 @ 6PM CST