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An History on the Followers of Aeriel
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An History on the Followers of Aeriel :: A tale as told by Nymphix :: :: :: :: -Transcribed by the Arcane Mage- :: *Nymphix walks into a wide tavern full of the smell of Booze and the cackling laughter of ladies of the night* :: *Sits down in a wooden chair barely supporting his weight and creaks under the pressure all the while pulls out a small pouch and pipe and starts to fill it* :: Alstion the last populated keep before Alkhazar lay undersiege not only from the Undead but also by Followers of Ibless, minions as well as other creatures most foul. :: Creatures from the Nether that you would not expect to see in your scariest nightmare lad. There was howling in the night and as I looked up to see where my brethren were I would swear that the moon turned red with the blood of the fallen as if Aeriel herself had lost all hope for us. :: Yet this was not the case, the now deceased but honourable Commander Sornof along with at the time a young Blaedr lead a vanguard of coalition and Alstion rangers from inner wall to the outer fortifications, it was horrific lad, many brothers and sisters perished that that. I do not wish anyone to see the sights and sounds that I experienced day but alas this story has to be told. Now where was I? :: *Empties his pipe and restocks it with some Dunwood tobacco* :: :: Aye that be right,  Blaedr and Sornof where charging head first with many a valiant warrior and ranger to reclaim the outer wall that was now seething with monstrosities. :: The snowy ground turned red from the bloodshed as rivers of blood flesh streamed out into the frozen lake beyond Alstion. Blaedr and Sornof knew that they would defend Alstion to their last breathe for if they did not they and Alstion would surely suffer the same fate as Snowy Fields. :: :: :: :: :: :: I being a lad at the time might forget some details but I do remember the next part vividly!! Sornof our beloved Sornof was corned surrounded by followers, their hissing alone would drive a man wild, yet not our Commander he stood his ground, swords in hand, arms out wide as if to resemble a malevolent angel or an eagle often found in the mountains of Oren, claws ready to strike against an unsuspecting rabbit. :: :: :: :: Without a word two followers try to sneak up on Sornof and like a Tsunami encompasses the land the swords make a downward motion, with a spray of blood the two followers drop to the ground now lifeless and limp. :: Out of thing air a hooded malevolent being appears as if the very existence of time and space had a hole ripped into it so this creature could pass through and plunges an ornate looking sword into the back of Sornof, he drops to his knees and starts coughing up blood, its sweet metallic taste trickling down his lips, yet instead of dying like a mere man would he lunges back impaling himself further so he would be within reach of this being. With every fibre in his body aching yet without delay Sornof puts his own brandished sword under his left arm and thrust it upon the hooded figure, not enough to kill it but enough to startle it into backing off. :: With a piercing cry of seeing his friend and Commander injured Blaedr came rushing to his aid and just as quickly as it appeared the hooded being disappeared ushering words of death and decay to all in Aegis. :: :: Quickly grabbing Sornof over his shoulder Blaedr starts to escort him to the battle