08-19-2013, 07:15 PM
Vestfold - May 1st, 746
It has been a little over two weeks since that foggy night. Mysteriously, the Wizards Tower is gone. In its wake lies rubble and not much more.
More than ninety eight percent of the population of Vestfold is missing or presumed dead since that day. Of the few remaining, Melora has dared to actually inspect the ruined tower. Unsuccessful in finding anything of value, she spends some time in the city. She soon realizes that there are little to no people in Vestfold and decides to venture out into what she thinks is Blackmoor.
As she exits the city to the south she finds a razed forest, which is odd as there is no forest that close to Vestfold. Continuing, she walks until she can see a town farther down a road she had found. This is not what she is used to. By that, it is not what should be Blackmoor. Curiosity gets the better of her and she wanders to the town and cautiously enters. She notices a few oddities. The citizens look nothing like what she is accustomed to. The architecture is different and the language spoken has a strange accent.
She leaves as fast as she came, returning to Vestfold. Something strange is going on, that is as much as she can surmise. Over the next few days, Melora goes
back to this new town which she learns by listening is called Mordentshire. To her knowledge there is no town of that name in Blackmoor. Very odd. She does notice, however, after a few days the same blond haired youth around. More than once she catches him looking at her then as quick as he looked at her he is gone.
A week has passed now. Upon waking , Melora can feel she is being watched. It is the blond haired boy. He does nothing to hide his presence. No matter she in her home, he is at her window, perched on the sill. He looks neither threatening nor harmful. He nods and hops off. He waits now.
It has been a little over two weeks since that foggy night. Mysteriously, the Wizards Tower is gone. In its wake lies rubble and not much more.
More than ninety eight percent of the population of Vestfold is missing or presumed dead since that day. Of the few remaining, Melora has dared to actually inspect the ruined tower. Unsuccessful in finding anything of value, she spends some time in the city. She soon realizes that there are little to no people in Vestfold and decides to venture out into what she thinks is Blackmoor.
As she exits the city to the south she finds a razed forest, which is odd as there is no forest that close to Vestfold. Continuing, she walks until she can see a town farther down a road she had found. This is not what she is used to. By that, it is not what should be Blackmoor. Curiosity gets the better of her and she wanders to the town and cautiously enters. She notices a few oddities. The citizens look nothing like what she is accustomed to. The architecture is different and the language spoken has a strange accent.
She leaves as fast as she came, returning to Vestfold. Something strange is going on, that is as much as she can surmise. Over the next few days, Melora goes
back to this new town which she learns by listening is called Mordentshire. To her knowledge there is no town of that name in Blackmoor. Very odd. She does notice, however, after a few days the same blond haired youth around. More than once she catches him looking at her then as quick as he looked at her he is gone.
A week has passed now. Upon waking , Melora can feel she is being watched. It is the blond haired boy. He does nothing to hide his presence. No matter she in her home, he is at her window, perched on the sill. He looks neither threatening nor harmful. He nods and hops off. He waits now.
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