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 Posted: Nov 19 2017, 12:59 PM
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Val Royeaux Portal

Suddenly the sky is dark over the Orlesian city, a sickly green glow bleeding into the sky. It has not been a windy day but suddenly a gale blows through, whipping the fabric decorations and blowing over vendor's stalls. It's chaos - people are running, screaming, panicking, and suddenly you are thrust from the world you know into a place that is dark and foreboding.

You have been pulled into the Fade. Better watch your step and find your way out quick.

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 Posted: Jan 11 2018, 07:41 PM
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Val Royeaux. It never changed, masks on masks, painted smiles, false words of friendship and kindness said but with another meaning, snakes ready to strike and devour, their poison choking, can't breathe, can't think, can't see, past themselves, nothing mattered. Cole had never liked it here. He had liked The Spire less, but he didn't have to go there. No one went there now. Instead, he was doing some work for The Inquisition, away from the fighting at Adamant. The Wardens were binding demons at the Western Approach, demons like him. It was dangerous for him to be there, but he wanted to help. Instead though, he watched. He was good at watching, waiting, listening, far away from those who would stop him from being him, use him to hurt others becoming a monster!

Even here though, something didn't feel right, getting louder, forcing its way through! Then the sky darkened, tore, bleeding green, screams bouncing off the edges as people fled in terror, maker save us! The tear brought with it a gale, a terrible wind, pulling and pushing, drowning out the terror. Then it stopped. Though he wasn't sure when he had closed his eyes, he wished that he hadn't opened them. He knew where he was, but it was wrong. This was The Fade, but he had made himself forget when he had made himself real. Not here, dark and dangerous, dread washing over him like a tsunami, crashing, crushing drowning, heart beating too fast...No no no!


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