Carrion Fields

Global Echoes - Last 30 Days (reverse chronological order)

A proud smile spreads across Sel's features. The boat shoves off and unearthly mist envelops him like closing curtains as he takes one final bow. (Wed, 11 Sep 2019 18:12:32 +0000)

"Ah, dearest Sel. Your show here is over. They'll speak of you for ages, as you have given Thera precisely the performance it deserves." (Wed, 11 Sep 2019 18:12:03 +0000)

Sel hands the obulus to the boatman and strides aboard before casting an uncharacteristically uncertain glance at Gaspare. (Wed, 11 Sep 2019 18:11:21 +0000)

"It's all just as I planned," Sel says. "She'll join me, soon. I'm sure of it." (Wed, 11 Sep 2019 18:10:55 +0000)

Sel looks down at the coin and smiles for a moment, but then looks back, as though seeking one final glimpse of a wild animal in the forest behind him. (Wed, 11 Sep 2019 18:10:38 +0000)

Gaspare flips an ancient, golden coin into the air and Sel catches it. The boat soon slides up onto the riverbank and the boatman silently holds out his hand. (Wed, 11 Sep 2019 18:10:23 +0000)

"Is this the place?" Sel asks. Gaspare nods his skull and points a skeletal finger upstream at an approaching boat. (Wed, 11 Sep 2019 18:09:59 +0000)

An outcast spirit with ink-stained hands parts some dark and dense foliage to reveal a misty river and a decorated lich. (Wed, 11 Sep 2019 18:09:39 +0000)

"For too long has this Fortress been a mere place of death and war. Now it is time for the living." (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:23:19 +0000)

The creature turns again, this time touching her horn to the stones, sending a wash of restorative warmth across the bricks and battlements. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:22:31 +0000)

The orb glows brightly as its impurities are burned away. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:22:18 +0000)

The hooved creature lowers her head, touching the orb with a single, shimmering horn. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:21:43 +0000)

With great care and worry, the Watcher unlocks the altar and reveals the diseased crystal orb, a shadow of its former light. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:21:25 +0000)

She trots over the cracked white flagstones of the Fortress to the Altar Room, her form bowing low before the Watcher and Ancient Knight. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:20:52 +0000)

Finally, the divine Unicorn comes to a stop in the snow outside of an abandoned Fortress. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:20:17 +0000)

She dashes through the desert, sending waves of sand arcing through the air. Her hooves thunder on the pavement of the Eastern Road, and then churn Voralia's Tears. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:18:17 +0000)

At the base of the pillar is a pristine, white form, curled up and slumbering. She blinks slowly, then rises. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:17:31 +0000)

A pillar of pure light erupts from the desert of Araile, stretching high into the sky. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:16:52 +0000)

Snow whirls through the Redhorn Gate on an invigorating breeze, and the snow badgers begin to dance. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 12:10:19 +0000)

The sands of the Araile begin to ripple like a lake of old before going still once more. (Thu, 29 Aug 2019 11:35:02 +0000)

A mysterious man in desert garb approaches the Fortress and stares in disbelief. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 17:55:22 +0000)

A sense of emptiness and despair wraps itself around the crumbling Fortress, expelling any life within. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 17:49:51 +0000)

The small black spot on the radiant crystal orb suddenly grows to consume the light within the artifact. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 17:46:49 +0000)

A sorrowful gloom falls over the Fortress as the seed of corruption is left to grow within the orb unhindered, its last hope shed like so much innocent blood. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 17:00:13 +0000)

And as the Pallid Princess lies in bloody repose, a wasted tendril of cleansing power - a remnant of the Kara Chal - emerges from her body and evaporates into the air. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 16:57:03 +0000)

Beneath his feet, cracks ripple outward along the flagstones. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 16:56:36 +0000)

The assault ends, and the Watcher removes the orb from the altar to look it over. He discovers a shard of corruption embedded within - it was there the whole time. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 16:56:08 +0000)

Mist rises from the sealed crack, and a lone figure steps forth. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 16:41:55 +0000)

Sensing a disturbance nearby, a cete of snow badgers grows agitated in their mountain burrows. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 16:30:58 +0000)

Strange whispers tumble forth from the crack in the earth near the Fortress as the sky turns an unnatural hue. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 16:30:39 +0000)

As the sun rises over the Redhorn Gate, something about the air and the color of the sky seems... wrong. (Thu, 22 Aug 2019 16:14:10 +0000)