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Illadar · Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2005 12:29 pm Post subject: Creating a Ghost Town

Minoc was quiet, everyone was working and the children being taught by their teachers. Everyone's thoughts on getting their share of gold for their work.

Two figures appeared on the horizen. As they walked towards the city, the townsfolk recognized them as Illadar and Isil. While they walked through the city, they motioned for everyone to come with them. Illadar lead them to the shore northeast of the town.

"People of Minoc, we first came here and gave you the well paying jobs you have now, but there are those that call us evil and accuse us of corrupting you. Vaen Swiftar and his Legion are coming to 'liberate' this city. With his actions coming, we will prepare by evacuating you all to more safe locations. Isil, will lead half of you into the lands of Malas, where you will be given homes. The rest will sail to Cove."

As Illadar finished speaking, several boats pulled up to the shore. The townsfolk looked worried, but began filing into the boats. Once the boats were all full, Illadar nodded his head to the tillermen, and each nodded back.

Isil took the rest of the townsfolk and created a portal into Umbra. Once they all entered the portal, Umbran guards siezed the Minoc townsfolk, arrested them, and lead them to the Slave Pits.

Illadar looked on out to the boats as the tillerman of each ship pulled several of the newly discovered potions and used them to ignite the boats on fire. Screams and cries could barely be heard from the distance, but the smell of the burning wood and flesh filled the air. Too much panic overcame the townsfolk, and none survived. With a grin, Illadar recalled off his runebook to return to his home. The city left empty, only the livestock remained.
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Bailos · Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2005 12:58 pm Post subject:

A healthy stone's throw away, Bailos was perched near the mountain that Minoc was built around. Still clinging around, watching 'his children' bud now, he couldn't help but allow a sense of satisfaction and pride well up within him. Not the most clever choice of actions he had ever seen but it was definitely a nice step. A farcry from where they were when he had taken them in.

Folding his boney, skeletal claws in front of him, the hooded wraith backed off from the shore and the sight of the ships with their billowing smoke just starting to crown into the air for all to see.

Reaching out to his former students, Illadar and Isil, using their connection to the Skull, a faint whisper stuck in the back of their heads

"I have taught you well"

Sethos · Adventurer Joined: 26 May 2005 Posts: 66 Location: Umbra

Sethos sat within the lab, in the Grove of the Ebon Skull and recieved a parcel from General Illadar that his order, passed down from the Chamber of Ancients had been carried out...

He could not help but smile, Vaen Swiftar wished for an enemy, he could not help but deliver.

Isil Narmolanya · Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2005 1:17 pm Post subject:

Looking up from the slave pits, Isil thought she heard somone speaking to her. Looking around her, all she could see and hear were the moans and torment of the former Minoc citizens.

It couldn't be.... I thought he was... unless..
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