Thortimer — Roleplayer Guild

As they crossed the river, that which divided the lands of Areta and Vicena, he turned back to survey his home one last time. As the dust began to clear, he could see. He could see the absolute destruction that those wicked aliens had wrought. There was nothing left. When finally, the earth came to its rest, there was a chilling silence. The empty land stretched on to the horizon. Everything. Gone. The mountains, the forest, the lakes, the rivers. The cities, the towns, the villages, the people. Swallowed up into the gaping maw of hell. In an instant, Vicena had been reduced to a wasteland. And Marcus could do nothing but watch as his home was stripped from the face of the earth.

He was empty. As empty as Vicena now lay. He didn’t have words to articulate the sorrow he felt for his loss. He still couldn’t even fully comprehend it. Everything he knew, everyone he knew, flushed away in some earthen maelstrom. Was he all that remained of the Vicenean Mages? Did centuries of history really just wash away at the whims of those creatures? He felt like he was adrift in a raging sea in a rowboat. If only Almeri were still around, though Marcus was unsure if even he would have known what to do about this situation.

He closed his eyes. This was all just a dream. When he opened them, he'd wake up in a cold sweat and these images would fade from his mind. None of this was happening. That had to be it. A nightmare. He opened his eyes again. The emptiness remained. This was a nightmare, just one he wouldn't wake from. He now lived in a personal hell, created just for him by those abominations. He wished he had remained behind, to never have been made to bear witness to these horrors.

As they finally reached some modicum of safety, he could faintly hear the knight’s voice. The last mage of Vicena. The knight just continued rambling. A story to tell when he got home? His head turned slowly to address the knight as his words cut into Marcus, “Are you mocking me? Home? Look out there, do you see my home any longer?! Hundreds of thousands of men, women and children are dead! Mock all you’d like, but I would be more worried about what these creatures plan on doing to my own home, were I you.” He spat his words with the anger of his lost home. “In one instant, those creatures destroyed what may have been their only threat. Without magic to counter these demons, what hope do have against an enemy that can strike you with heretic magic from the shadows? These creatures with no moral fibers or care for the lives they take or the chaos they sow.”

He turned back, looking on to Areta. It still stood, beautiful and pristine. As he spoke, his head sunk, and his voice was solemn, “I fear for your lands. I fear for your people. These demons could spell the end for both our peoples.” He was silent. He shuddered at the thoughts of what those creatures had in store for them. And he was unsure if there was anything they would be able to do to stop them.
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