RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
12-03-2014, 11:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-03-2014, 11:30 PM by chimericWilder.)
"You poor blind fools. Truly you are naïve if you believe good intentions can excuse what you have done. And yet... You wish to know how it is I come to believe that you have wronged me."
The man makes a gesture with one hand, and the very ground around you suddenly sparks with magical power, channeling an illusory projection all around you. It shows the land, the kingdom, as seen from above. And wherever there is life, whether in the form of a forest or that of a bustling city, shadows gather and fire rains from above. Destruction and chaos are spread across the land.
With another gesture, scene shifts, moving south, across the ocean to a land often only heard of in traveler's stories. Even there chaos reigns, and what was once bustling trade cities and great desert palaces are set ablaze and consumed in shadow.
The man atop the balcony closes his hand, whereby the magic fades as if snuffed out. "It is the same everywhere our scryers look. You wish to know what you have done?"
The man pauses momentarily, folding his hands behind his back as he stares down at you.
"You called down the wrath of a vengeful god. You darkened the skies, and doomed us all. The archmagi are in agreement. Whether by accident, mistake or otherwise, you stand accountable, though unfortunately one of you seems to be missing."
The man shakes his head, sighing. "I am a powerful man, but as i have come to learn, i am powerless before a god. But i'll be damned if i allow you to leave merely because you 'meant well.' We may all die soon, but this small justice i shall carry out first. A scrap of law in an ocean of chaos, if you will."
The man raises his hand, fist clenched, looking skywards, towards the sun. Then he opens his hand, and an explosion of magical energy sends all but Bohw flying, each in a different direction, to land each in a different area of the courtyard. The man raises his hand, palm outward, fingers spread. The courtyard rumbles, then blooms with verdant growth, the bushes turning into hedges which in turn become thick walls of unsurmountable vegetation, forming a labyrinth of thorned growth... Leaving Bohw bound and trapped within one such wall.
"Champions, execute them."
Five silhuettes emerge from the base of the tower, heading for you.