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5th of Malin's Welcome
Bursho
The day was nice, beautiful in Snowy Fields. The snow glistened from the sun and even some winter birds chirped. As you looked towards the sky the clouds where as white as the fresh snow, but it was off. The air around the day seemed.... stiff, stagant almost. I was in my home, part of the Wolverine's forward base. When i was returning home, i heard it. Thunder cracked through the air as the sky became as dark as pitch. They were there when i came back to snowy fields, and a battle was rumbling by the gate. As the undead advanced they shot forth great balls of fire and pillars of lightning. The humans pushed forth from the gate thoughm and spilt their blood. I ran into the gate when this happened, and all hell had broken loose. It was chaos, everyone was yelling and running, even the wizards and templar. As the day continued, it became night, and more battles lashed out from the darkness. I dare say though, that the 5th of Malins Welcome shall be remebered as the Hold off. It is no the 8th, and this town is ruined, great spires have risen forth and spews of lava erupt from the ground.