Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Ember Swarm

As soon as Finn put out that fire the little things went mad. Finn says they burning him and we laugh cuz it was just some bits of cinder flew off the fire. That's what we thought. Then I saw the blisters already popping up. Was like someone had thrown a bucket of hot coals over him. Smoke started rising from his back. Then...I smelled it. They was cooking him, burning him alive. Another moment and he's gone up like the May fire. Finn screams and runs for the creek. Then we see the rest coming out of the hills. Millions of burning specks. Headed straight for town.

-Della Malgrove, lone survivor of the Cedardowns village fire

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Torrent

They said Rollen died because he was careless? Ha, I suppose that's true. But it wasn't no flash flood or mudslide like people are sayin'. The Lheem is no flooder. That lazy river is constant as the sunrise. No. It wasn't the river, it's what lives in the river. Ol' Rollen managed to set them off. Said he was gonna tame 'em, ride one all cross Eastfall, prove he wasn't crazy. But my gram told me the only ones to ever ride them chargers was the ol' river druids, and they're long gone. Rollen never stood a chance.
-Dorren Lunst, Tiberus Village, Eastfall

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Gloom Serpent

At first I thought them to be currents of magicked water flowing about the archmage, but as she came closer it seemed to be some sort of living elemental. The grey-blue serpents drifted about the mage, less like pets and more like aqueous appendages, twisting in and out of her garments and hovering about her limbs. The water that made up their forms shimmered and rippled constantly. It wasn't until I examined them closely that I realized it was not random rippling, but countless faces forming and dissolving in their ebb and flow.
-Observations of Archmage Torrens by Daithus Scrib

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Phooka

Some said it was a dog, others a goat, many a horse, and even a few said it was a giant eagle. All agreed, however, that is was black as the Abyss with eyes like the sun. The children loved the damn thing, chasing it here and there. None managed to catch it though. In fact, not one of them seemed to even put a hand to it. I hear it came on a gust of wind from the hills, offering tidbits of advice where it went. Most was common knowledge, some was downright false, but Jalk insists the damn thing saved his harvest. 
-Elder Zekum