Difference between revisions of "Mirror Story 1"
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'''Deep in the forests of the Hartshorn''' | '''Deep in the forests of the Hartshorn''' | ||
| − | A spiritual disease afflicting | + | A spiritual disease afflicting animals and people sends them into terror and destruction on shadowy nights, and the buried dead become unquiet. The local people cry out for aid. |
| − | It is difficult to follow the cause. | + | It is difficult to follow the cause. The spirits and animals are confused, afraid. The people are suspicious, frightened. But there's a web of invisible energy that Svarthauk can feel, a sight beyond sight. Marzhin knows to trust such things. |
| − | + | Tracing the energy, the party wends their way to a place in the shadows of the trees known as the Whorlwood. This place, a nexus of the weave-magic of the land, is a verge of the world's dark mirror, the Shadowfell. Shade and reality blend and bend space and time. | |
| − | + | At the heart of the Whorlwood, something had wormed it's way in, employing dark arts and squamous alchemy to send psychic and spiritual poison through the weave of the land. Svarthauk's own psychic blade severs the mind flayer's thread, shattering it's dark lair in a blast leaving each of the band marked with a waking dream of a gargantuan brain - and Svarthauk with more power over his Shadowblade than ever. | |
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Deep in the forests of the Hartshorn
A spiritual disease afflicting animals and people sends them into terror and destruction on shadowy nights, and the buried dead become unquiet. The local people cry out for aid.
It is difficult to follow the cause. The spirits and animals are confused, afraid. The people are suspicious, frightened. But there's a web of invisible energy that Svarthauk can feel, a sight beyond sight. Marzhin knows to trust such things.
Tracing the energy, the party wends their way to a place in the shadows of the trees known as the Whorlwood. This place, a nexus of the weave-magic of the land, is a verge of the world's dark mirror, the Shadowfell. Shade and reality blend and bend space and time.
At the heart of the Whorlwood, something had wormed it's way in, employing dark arts and squamous alchemy to send psychic and spiritual poison through the weave of the land. Svarthauk's own psychic blade severs the mind flayer's thread, shattering it's dark lair in a blast leaving each of the band marked with a waking dream of a gargantuan brain - and Svarthauk with more power over his Shadowblade than ever.
