Some Herionidians, who have been working with the followers of Savut, notice him and raise their weapons. Theirs are mostly wood, unlike the others which had silver weapons.
”State your p-purpose!”
“A swarm….is digging…..underneath…..” It says before placing his hand on the ground again to sense this swarm.
It’s climbing its way higher, to the surface. Under the cover of darkness they will emerge, just as the light disappears that would otherwise drive them away… the mass feels desperate, and hungry, and fearful.
”a swarm… you mean, the swarm, the will that ended our great Herionidus, or… something else?” He says, fearful.
“My knowledge….of this world is….non-existence…but it seeks the surface….and it is coming here….so….as the light leaves the sky….” The Emperor says as it looks at them.
”Why do you dig…?”
“To escape the Gravediggers, the priests of Herionidus. They’re… not human anymore. But you’re saying that this swarm will surface at nightfall?”
“It is what I sense…their speed…the stone can track it.”
“What… do you think they’re going to do? Are they dangerous?…”
Some Herionidians, who have been working with the followers of Savut, notice him and raise their weapons. Theirs are mostly wood, unlike the others which had silver weapons.
”State your p-purpose!”
“A swarm….is digging…..underneath…..” It says before placing his hand on the ground again to sense this swarm.
It’s climbing its way higher, to the surface. Under the cover of darkness they will emerge, just as the light disappears that would otherwise drive them away… the mass feels desperate, and hungry, and fearful.
”a swarm… you mean, the swarm, the will that ended our great Herionidus, or… something else?” He says, fearful.
“My knowledge….of this world is….non-existence…but it seeks the surface….and it is coming here….so….as the light leaves the sky….” The Emperor says as it looks at them.
”Why do you dig…?”
“To escape the Gravediggers, the priests of Herionidus. They’re… not human anymore. But you’re saying that this swarm will surface at nightfall?”
“It is what I sense…their speed…the stone can track it.”
“What… do you think they’re going to do? Are they dangerous?…”
“I know not the intent…****y the desperation….in their movements”
The rain has followed the Emperor, gently drizzling down pure warm water as the wind picks up around it.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Some Herionidians, who have been working with the followers of Savut, notice him and raise their weapons. Theirs are mostly wood, unlike the others which had silver weapons.
”State your p-purpose!”
“A swarm….is digging…..underneath…..” It says before placing his hand on the ground again to sense this swarm.
It’s climbing its way higher, to the surface. Under the cover of darkness they will emerge, just as the light disappears that would otherwise drive them away… the mass feels desperate, and hungry, and fearful.
”a swarm… you mean, the swarm, the will that ended our great Herionidus, or… something else?” He says, fearful.
“My knowledge….of this world is….non-existence…but it seeks the surface….and it is coming here….so….as the light leaves the sky….” The Emperor says as it looks at them.
”Why do you dig…?”
“To escape the Gravediggers, the priests of Herionidus. They’re… not human anymore. But you’re saying that this swarm will surface at nightfall?”
“It is what I sense…their speed…the stone can track it.”
“What… do you think they’re going to do? Are they dangerous?…”
“I know not the intent…****y the desperation….in their movements”
The rain has followed the Emperor, gently drizzling down pure warm water as the wind picks up around it.
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
“Oh-uhm… are you a… Deity?”
“I am….something like one…..yes….”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
“Oh-uhm… are you a… Deity?”
“I am….something like one…..yes….”
“I see… so could you help us drive away whatever’s down there? With a storm or something?”
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
“Oh-uhm… are you a… Deity?”
“I am….something like one…..yes….”
“I see… so could you help us drive away whatever’s down there? With a storm or something?”
“I can attempt so….I wish to know these beings…for myself regardless….” The Emperor says as it draws it’s attention back to the ground.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
“Oh-uhm… are you a… Deity?”
“I am….something like one…..yes….”
“I see… so could you help us drive away whatever’s down there? With a storm or something?”
“I can attempt so….I wish to know these beings…for myself regardless….” The Emperor says as it draws it’s attention back to the ground.
They’re getting closer. Only a few hours now. The scurrying of their steps and the chittering of their hungering mouths is almost deafening.
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
“Oh-uhm… are you a… Deity?”
“I am….something like one…..yes….”
“I see… so could you help us drive away whatever’s down there? With a storm or something?”
“I can attempt so….I wish to know these beings…for myself regardless….” The Emperor says as it draws it’s attention back to the ground.
They’re getting closer. Only a few hours now. The scurrying of their steps and the chittering of their hungering mouths is almost deafening.
The Emperor keeps the miners up to date, while focusing on their exit point.
“They are chattering…..it’s loud….asks sound hungry….like ravenous insects….”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
“Oh-uhm… are you a… Deity?”
“I am….something like one…..yes….”
“I see… so could you help us drive away whatever’s down there? With a storm or something?”
“I can attempt so….I wish to know these beings…for myself regardless….” The Emperor says as it draws it’s attention back to the ground.
They’re getting closer. Only a few hours now. The scurrying of their steps and the chittering of their hungering mouths is almost deafening.
The Emperor keeps the miners up to date, while focusing on their exit point.
“They are chattering…..it’s loud….asks sound hungry….like ravenous insects….”
“Insects? Oh, what if it is the swarm…” he orders some others to start preparing defenses. Including fire. Lots of fire.
“Insects? Oh, what if it is the swarm…” he orders some others to start preparing defenses. Including fire. Lots of fire.
The Emperor watches, using its great strength to punch out large chucks of rocks and placing them as makeshift barricades. As the sun starts setting, the Emperor moves to the exit point and punches the ground, causing a wave of vibration in an attempt to attract the swarm to itself. Then it raises its hand up, ready to summon a Lightning bolt from the storm to strike down on the spot like a smiting god.
From the undergrowth, from the tangles of tree roots and from under the smallest rocks and beneath the shade of the smallest leaves, shockwaves of rumbling, screeching, and scurrying spread throughout the area, stretching for ten miles. The last rays of sunlight sink beneath the beautiful white cliffs, and the very ground seems to shake and bend with anticipation.
lunging up from their burrows beneath the earth, their deep tunnels extending throughout the valley, rises a horde the size of a small human army. It charges forward on the ground, screeching and clawing, spreading out and surrounding the unfinished entrance to the valley. Eyes red, teeth sharp and Long, long slender claws for digging and grabbing, and hairless tails wrapping around each others like vines.
a tide of rats surges forward like a wave, somewhere in the center of the hideous mass, lies their leader.
From the undergrowth, from the tangles of tree roots and from under the smallest rocks and beneath the shade of the smallest leaves, shockwaves of rumbling, screeching, and scurrying spread throughout the area, stretching for ten miles. The last rays of sunlight sink beneath the beautiful white cliffs, and the very ground seems to shake and bend with anticipation.
lunging up from their burrows beneath the earth, their deep tunnels extending throughout the valley, rises a horde the size of a small human army. It charges forward on the ground, screeching and clawing, spreading out and surrounding the unfinished entrance to the valley. Eyes red, teeth sharp and Long, long slender claws for digging and grabbing, and hairless tails wrapping around each others like vines.
a tide of rats surges forward like a wave, somewhere in the center of the hideous mass, lies their leader.
The Emperor unleashes a massive lighting bolt, striking where the mass is emerging from, before darting back to stand between the swarm and the miners.
“You are not insect-like….”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
From the undergrowth, from the tangles of tree roots and from under the smallest rocks and beneath the shade of the smallest leaves, shockwaves of rumbling, screeching, and scurrying spread throughout the area, stretching for ten miles. The last rays of sunlight sink beneath the beautiful white cliffs, and the very ground seems to shake and bend with anticipation.
lunging up from their burrows beneath the earth, their deep tunnels extending throughout the valley, rises a horde the size of a small human army. It charges forward on the ground, screeching and clawing, spreading out and surrounding the unfinished entrance to the valley. Eyes red, teeth sharp and Long, long slender claws for digging and grabbing, and hairless tails wrapping around each others like vines.
a tide of rats surges forward like a wave, somewhere in the center of the hideous mass, lies their leader.
The Emperor unleashes a massive lighting bolt, striking where the mass is emerging from, before darting back to stand between the swarm and the miners.
“You are not insect-like….”
“Oh Herionidus- wait… it isn’t the swarm… it’s simply a swarm of rats… thats… not so bad…” one of the Herionidians say.
with the lightning bolt, rats fly everywhere and some catch fire, they screech and run, panicking, some of the horde scatters, but even at a slowed rate, the horde keeps coming.
From the undergrowth, from the tangles of tree roots and from under the smallest rocks and beneath the shade of the smallest leaves, shockwaves of rumbling, screeching, and scurrying spread throughout the area, stretching for ten miles. The last rays of sunlight sink beneath the beautiful white cliffs, and the very ground seems to shake and bend with anticipation.
lunging up from their burrows beneath the earth, their deep tunnels extending throughout the valley, rises a horde the size of a small human army. It charges forward on the ground, screeching and clawing, spreading out and surrounding the unfinished entrance to the valley. Eyes red, teeth sharp and Long, long slender claws for digging and grabbing, and hairless tails wrapping around each others like vines.
a tide of rats surges forward like a wave, somewhere in the center of the hideous mass, lies their leader.
The Emperor unleashes a massive lighting bolt, striking where the mass is emerging from, before darting back to stand between the swarm and the miners.
“You are not insect-like….”
“Oh Herionidus- wait… it isn’t the swarm… it’s simply a swarm of rats… thats… not so bad…” one of the Herionidians say.
with the lightning bolt, rats fly everywhere and some catch fire, they screech and run, panicking, some of the horde scatters, but even at a slowed rate, the horde keeps coming.
From the undergrowth, from the tangles of tree roots and from under the smallest rocks and beneath the shade of the smallest leaves, shockwaves of rumbling, screeching, and scurrying spread throughout the area, stretching for ten miles. The last rays of sunlight sink beneath the beautiful white cliffs, and the very ground seems to shake and bend with anticipation.
lunging up from their burrows beneath the earth, their deep tunnels extending throughout the valley, rises a horde the size of a small human army. It charges forward on the ground, screeching and clawing, spreading out and surrounding the unfinished entrance to the valley. Eyes red, teeth sharp and Long, long slender claws for digging and grabbing, and hairless tails wrapping around each others like vines.
a tide of rats surges forward like a wave, somewhere in the center of the hideous mass, lies their leader.
The Emperor unleashes a massive lighting bolt, striking where the mass is emerging from, before darting back to stand between the swarm and the miners.
“You are not insect-like….”
“Oh Herionidus- wait… it isn’t the swarm… it’s simply a swarm of rats… thats… not so bad…” one of the Herionidians say.
with the lightning bolt, rats fly everywhere and some catch fire, they screech and run, panicking, some of the horde scatters, but even at a slowed rate, the horde keeps coming.
The Emperor looks at the rats curiously, listening for anything else out of the ordinary, though still ready to spring into action at the drop of a dime.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“What… do you think they’re going to do? Are they dangerous?…”
“I know not the intent…****y the desperation….in their movements”
The rain has followed the Emperor, gently drizzling down pure warm water as the wind picks up around it.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Well… we need to prepare for the worst… do you think Fire would drive them away… maybe we could try to build a wall… or maybe…”
“This vessel…is not suitable to wield….primordial fire, however…” It holds up its hand and lightning dances between the fingers. “The Tempest might be of aid…..though I do not know….it’s resilience…..”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Woah-uh… how did you do that…”
“This vessel….channels my power….over storms….while keeping my body safe….”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Oh-uhm… are you a… Deity?”
“I am….something like one…..yes….”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“I see… so could you help us drive away whatever’s down there? With a storm or something?”
“I can attempt so….I wish to know these beings…for myself regardless….” The Emperor says as it draws it’s attention back to the ground.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
They’re getting closer. Only a few hours now. The scurrying of their steps and the chittering of their hungering mouths is almost deafening.
The Emperor keeps the miners up to date, while focusing on their exit point.
“They are chattering…..it’s loud….asks sound hungry….like ravenous insects….”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Insects? Oh, what if it is the swarm…” he orders some others to start preparing defenses. Including fire. Lots of fire.
The Emperor watches, using its great strength to punch out large chucks of rocks and placing them as makeshift barricades. As the sun starts setting, the Emperor moves to the exit point and punches the ground, causing a wave of vibration in an attempt to attract the swarm to itself. Then it raises its hand up, ready to summon a Lightning bolt from the storm to strike down on the spot like a smiting god.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
From the undergrowth, from the tangles of tree roots and from under the smallest rocks and beneath the shade of the smallest leaves, shockwaves of rumbling, screeching, and scurrying spread throughout the area, stretching for ten miles. The last rays of sunlight sink beneath the beautiful white cliffs, and the very ground seems to shake and bend with anticipation.
lunging up from their burrows beneath the earth, their deep tunnels extending throughout the valley, rises a horde the size of a small human army. It charges forward on the ground, screeching and clawing, spreading out and surrounding the unfinished entrance to the valley. Eyes red, teeth sharp and Long, long slender claws for digging and grabbing, and hairless tails wrapping around each others like vines.
a tide of rats surges forward like a wave, somewhere in the center of the hideous mass, lies their leader.
The Emperor unleashes a massive lighting bolt, striking where the mass is emerging from, before darting back to stand between the swarm and the miners.
“You are not insect-like….”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Oh Herionidus- wait… it isn’t the swarm… it’s simply a swarm of rats… thats… not so bad…” one of the Herionidians say.
with the lightning bolt, rats fly everywhere and some catch fire, they screech and run, panicking, some of the horde scatters, but even at a slowed rate, the horde keeps coming.
The Emperor looks at the rats curiously, listening for anything else out of the ordinary, though still ready to spring into action at the drop of a dime.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
They all seem focused, too coordinated for wild animals. The make it to the wall, and quickly start scaling it, trying to make their way up, climbing on each other. At the center of the horde is a hideous ball of rats, several feet in diameter, where the leader’s presence is emanating from. Rodents swarm over it like a protective shield, doing anything to keep their leader safe.
*Are they going after the people, or simply trying to scale the wall?*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills