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Post by storyteller on Aug 24, 2009 11:08:05 GMT -5
Images of Cathan cutting down enemies, then teleporting away slither through Helvaryn’s mind. Then Telemachus bowing to a dark void. “The gate is nearly primed…” the dark void says. Then a vision of a possible future, a giant portal open and legions of dark forces marching through. He focuses on the leader. It is Banith with a wizard at his side. He sees the forces wiping out the Jovians. Then he’s flying over Mittelmarch. There are riots on the streets. Then a grin on a giants face. Is that Oof? A Dwarven army forming? Dunland is being attacked, a defeated King, A dark thrown, someone sits.
He awakes.
A tear falls from his eye.
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