Witnesses from the Lowlands Delta settlement tell a horrific story:

It was a normal evening, all were finishing their chores for the day. Suddenly a group of dark-clad drow attacked from the north, bashing the gates down and unleashing their wrath on the village. Most had time to flee, but those that stayed behind were killed, save for one man. As the drow retreated, they set the houses on fire.

After some time, the citizens started returning. A few adventurers came around as well, alerted by the smoke. Suddenly, however, two drow appeared! The survivor, an old farmer, confirmed that these were indeed the same drow - an armored female and a male with mohawk hair. The citizens rightfully tried to capture the drow or drive them away, but the monsters refused. They started taunting the people whose homes they had just attacked, and the people tried to force them to leave. Instead of escaping, the drow started killing the citizens, the male did it bare-handed! What's more, the adventurers, even dwarves and elves, started defending the drow. The city's bravest men were cut down by these adventuring monsters and the dark nightmares. At this point, everyone in the city fled for their lives, making their way to Cordor.

The Lowlands Delta has been abandoned for now, as people are too scared to return. Its buildings are badly burnt, and its streets covered with corpses.

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Unaware of the events in the delta, the novice ranger Race Huntsman emerged from the northern gate to find three dead drow right outside on the trail. All were horribly ravaged by someone... or something. Race alerted the Cordor guard, who shrugged off the incident - apparently they were thinking of events in the Delta.

As Race made arrangements to bury the corpses with the help of a stranger, a strange spider appeared out of the trees and made its way to the bodies. It was an unnatural and intelligent creature... Race could discern that much. The arachnid coccooned the bodies and dragged them off to the east, where it dropped them down a great hole it had made... to the Underdark? The spider finished its work, and gestured to the ranger to follow it into the trees. Race did, and the spider wove webs trapping them inside. It gestured for them to crouch in the shadows. the did.

Almost immediately, an apparition of sorts appeared on the trail. It was a floating, flaming skull that terrified the novice tracker down to his worn boots. The thing was looking for something ... the dead drow?

It moved off, and the strange savior spider removed the webbing, and released Race and his companion. It moved off and disappeared.

A seemingly unrelated incident? Or did it have something to do with the carnage in the lowland Delta?

*A tall blue and gold clad defender strides through the rumble of the village, tears running from beneath his helm to cover his chestplate as he stares at the carnage in the streets, people fleeing for their lives struck down by a evil that held no bounds, shrugging off his helmet the man glances to the sky as if silently calling for aid. Moments later a proud silver dragon comes through the dark clouds landing at the edge of the village, they gather all the dead into a place at the edge of town. Atfter a prayer offered on one knee, the defender calls down the might of his goddess and sets the bodies to burn in a white fire consuming them entirly.

Then mounts his companion and takes flight heading towards Kohlingen.*

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"Building is like head shots, those that can will.
Those that can't, complain."

*QFE*

Lieutenant Skikudis had heard of the attack, and as he shut himself in the officers quarters at the acadamy, he began to chuckle to himself.

"Such blatant, yet organized destruction, I would like to meet the drow who led the raid, and this opens up a perfect opportunity to fuel the already chatoic feelings toward the drow". He let out a roar of laughter, and began to count out his considerable coin pouches.

He left a short time later, grinning to himself, "Time to pay back the damn cart travel masters for pushing me from the wagons, eighteen times.

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Damien-"I like this game we play, you and I, but the thing is I have more peices in play, and its my turn".

*A dedicated supporter of the ACLU!.

-----Shirae-------

Shirae went through the crowded city of Cordor carrying a bunch of supplies for the refuges of the lowland delta, blankets, food, water, that sort of stuff. She was told by her new adoptive mother, wiggan to do this for her. Wiggan said to bring it to the inn in south cordor and to take someone with her, so Mynna after a debate with Yuri decided to come with her to cordor.

Shirae for a reason she couldn't explain felt happy and good doing something to help these poor people here. She left for the shrine after giving the supplies that were depsertly needed.

------Mayae-------

Mayae sat in her room, she had just came up from the tinnerai dungeons after hearing a victim being tortured. What she did recently was risky, probaly too risky. she knew that she couldn't try many stunts like that again right now. Being pregnant can be stressful.

the fun she had then though was worth it. she was able to get outside the city again, and slaughter in her goddess's name once again. the thick robes she had to wear where uncomfortable though, she knew that until she gave birth she would be stuck within the city.

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