[It was the height that grabbed his attention before anything else; it wasn’t quite the exact height, but it was taller than most, imposing to some, he imagined. The mask caught him second, something that made his breath stop as much as the robes did, and the eyes—The eyes were not anything that had been replicated by the fragments that populated the world.
It was an Ancient. For a moment, he wondered if it was a trick, a spoiled little prank sprung at a moment when the tale of the Final Days was about to be woven; how cruel, if so. But if it wasn’t—
If it wasn’t, he had a million questions for this person.]
As perfect as it was, the magic became uncontrollable and turned on the world and the people. Creatures twisted in violence, fire raining from the skies, everything you would expect from the Final Days. There was little to do other than to summon something powerful enough to halt this tragedy, even at the cost of half of our people. An…unfathomable but necessary cost.
[His gaze cut over to the man’s face, trying to read it for any surprise, any memory, any grief that came from a paradise lost.]
Eight years later, I reply! SO SORRY!! Just wanted to finish the raid series first.
It was an Ancient. For a moment, he wondered if it was a trick, a spoiled little prank sprung at a moment when the tale of the Final Days was about to be woven; how cruel, if so. But if it wasn’t—
If it wasn’t, he had a million questions for this person.]
As perfect as it was, the magic became uncontrollable and turned on the world and the people. Creatures twisted in violence, fire raining from the skies, everything you would expect from the Final Days. There was little to do other than to summon something powerful enough to halt this tragedy, even at the cost of half of our people. An…unfathomable but necessary cost.
[His gaze cut over to the man’s face, trying to read it for any surprise, any memory, any grief that came from a paradise lost.]