World of Warcraft
The Carana Chronicles
Ark II
The Ruler of the Frostmourne
Chapter V
How the Others Live
Part III
Bralyonis waited patiently on the barge, sharpening his Katana with a whetstone. After finishing sharpening it, he pulled out flax seed oil, and used that to polish the sword. Only after he could easily see his reflection spotless on the blade did he cease the process. As he finished, Bralyonis pulled out a rope he had saved, and tied it to two poles, swinging the Katana down, he easily cut the rope straight down the middle. Satisfied, he sheathed his sword, and began to work on his armor. After the battle of the Light’s Chapel and the retaking of the Ebon Hold his armor was barely usable. He sighed, and got to work.
Four hours later, Bralyonis finished, which was lucky, because the ship was closing into Theramore port. Bralyonis immediately realized something was wrong. Most of the citizens were gathered at the docks, and the rest of the city was in ruins. As the boat came in to port, all of the citizens swarmed towards the ship, and Bralyonis struggled to push his way off the ship.
As he finally got off, he heard someone yell, “Dumanare, kalbadore.” He recognized it as a spell, and a deadly one.
“No!” Shouted out Bralyonis, and he ran out to stop the incantation, but he was too late, and he watched in horror as the world went up in flames.
The Carana Chronicles
Ark II
The Ruler of the Frostmourne
Chapter V
How the Others Live
Part III
Bralyonis waited patiently on the barge, sharpening his Katana with a whetstone. After finishing sharpening it, he pulled out flax seed oil, and used that to polish the sword. Only after he could easily see his reflection spotless on the blade did he cease the process. As he finished, Bralyonis pulled out a rope he had saved, and tied it to two poles, swinging the Katana down, he easily cut the rope straight down the middle. Satisfied, he sheathed his sword, and began to work on his armor. After the battle of the Light’s Chapel and the retaking of the Ebon Hold his armor was barely usable. He sighed, and got to work.
Four hours later, Bralyonis finished, which was lucky, because the ship was closing into Theramore port. Bralyonis immediately realized something was wrong. Most of the citizens were gathered at the docks, and the rest of the city was in ruins. As the boat came in to port, all of the citizens swarmed towards the ship, and Bralyonis struggled to push his way off the ship.
As he finally got off, he heard someone yell, “Dumanare, kalbadore.” He recognized it as a spell, and a deadly one.
“No!” Shouted out Bralyonis, and he ran out to stop the incantation, but he was too late, and he watched in horror as the world went up in flames.
2 comments:
You are mean to leave us with a cliff-hanger such as this: the world has gone up in flames! What will happen? Who will save the world? How will the world be saved? Can the world be saved? Oh my, oh my.
Just to let you know, it wasn't really the whole world, it was Bralyonis point of view of the explosion that Aimelina saw. So, in reality, it was just Theramore and the surrounding area.
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