Teaser for May 2018 event
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Teaser for May 2018 event

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A battlefield upon which two armies stand face to face across a great divide. On one side beards and braids wave in the wind and their steel armor and shields shine in the evening sun. On the other a darker set of similar figures, their leader in full bloodmetal plate. A horned figure next to him grows to immense size and strides into the gap between the armies to be met in battle by a single shinning dwarf dressed in rings of mithril. Her braids of quicksilver, adamantite shield with the crossed axe symbol of the Hellfury clan and shimmering mithril spear standing in defiance of the beast. A battle ensures….

It is some time later, the same field is seen, dwarven warriors carry the shield and armor of the fallen champion back to their lines, some with tears streaking down their faces, others with grim determination upon them. Across the field a force of red, green, and black scaled demonic figures whip minotaur slaves pulling a cart bearing the body of their fallen champion. They smile of glee, triumph upon their faces, for in death they gain. The cart reaches a demon of purple scales, the figure smiles as incantations of dark magic leave its mouth, the very words send your mind to dark places that it should not go writhing in disgust at the feeling of corruption and darkness those words evoked. The body on the cart twitches a finger, the purple one smiles….

It is days later; the armies have left; the field remains the same. Figures scour the field in search of something but the details are unclear. One by one they gather what they seek from the field and once complete a shimmering portal opens and they depart, glittering shards within their hands.

A smithy, some may find it familiar, others not so much. The heat of the forge as a small hedgehog made of fire exhausts itself to burn the fires as hot as possible. Dwarves, humans, others…they work together to forge something from glittering shards of white and silver.

A dark tower calls out to those it once brought to these lands. Upon its peak a circle of runes begin to glow with an eerie purple light visible for many miles and felt by those attuned from much farther away.

An image of a farm covered in winters frost. Amidst its center an aged farmer with black veins upon his skin encased in ice. Overhead the warmth of springs sun begins to shine upon the farm, the frost begins to melt, a crack appears in the block of ice and the farmer within begins to stir.

A small girl with horns of brown and green, hair in pig tails, watches on as things move rapidly about her power coursing from her.

A frog, bright green in color sits upon an orcish shoulder.

A sylvani, communes with the land.

A gnome, dressed in purple, radiates with the last burst of winter and the newfound awakening of a spring storm.

Now is not the time to despair, now is the time to prepare. You are not alone. Spring comes, and this time it comes as a vengeful thunderstorm seeking retribution upon those who have wronged her. Are you prepared to be her instruments of vengeance…?
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