Post by Macabre on Dec 10, 2011 21:43:49 GMT -5
The diary is battered with blood, tears and missing pages. From opening the bind and turning the front cover over you discover it skips to chapter 5. You sit down next to the light and begin reading the words of history...
Four paws matted in snow and fur ran up the silk red carpet which ran down the never ending halls of the College. The small wolf passed mages scampering the corridors arming themselves with whatever they could find. There was only a small amount of time left before the siege of the College began.
When the wolf reached the end of it's path it turned to the large circle of elders discussing tactics and what to expect. The Archmage whom was perched on the end chair turned to the wolf and opened his ancient lips "Vectum, glad you could join us. What news do the scouts have?" The table fell silent as they turned to the wolf, who with a great jump warped into a human-like form. The long slanted ears gave away his High Elf heritage. "Nothing, the scouts are dead. I found them burnt to cinders at their campsite." gravely spoke Vectum . The table went from silence to uproar in a heartbeat. "Dragons! They are coming for us!" was one of the more audible phrases from the elders. The Archmage let the squabbling continue for a brief moment then lifted his staff and slammed it into the ground, getting everyone's attention demanding silence, he opened his mouth and simply said "They are here." sure enough a few moments later a young mage burst the door open and let out a single word which the entire room didn't want to hear "Dragons!"
OOC: Just the start that leads to the destruction of the college. I will add more but until then time to chow on some breakfast.
Four paws matted in snow and fur ran up the silk red carpet which ran down the never ending halls of the College. The small wolf passed mages scampering the corridors arming themselves with whatever they could find. There was only a small amount of time left before the siege of the College began.
When the wolf reached the end of it's path it turned to the large circle of elders discussing tactics and what to expect. The Archmage whom was perched on the end chair turned to the wolf and opened his ancient lips "Vectum, glad you could join us. What news do the scouts have?" The table fell silent as they turned to the wolf, who with a great jump warped into a human-like form. The long slanted ears gave away his High Elf heritage. "Nothing, the scouts are dead. I found them burnt to cinders at their campsite." gravely spoke Vectum . The table went from silence to uproar in a heartbeat. "Dragons! They are coming for us!" was one of the more audible phrases from the elders. The Archmage let the squabbling continue for a brief moment then lifted his staff and slammed it into the ground, getting everyone's attention demanding silence, he opened his mouth and simply said "They are here." sure enough a few moments later a young mage burst the door open and let out a single word which the entire room didn't want to hear "Dragons!"
OOC: Just the start that leads to the destruction of the college. I will add more but until then time to chow on some breakfast.
