Only 160 words today, short, sharp, and succinct. Like last Tuesday's snippet, this brief is the intro to a longer-running story I've had running in the background for 2+ years.
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Carp is unconscious upon his dragon. Eldeth, on the ground, alive although barely, speaks with her mount Otaaryliakkarnos, who has assumed the human form of Elisia momentarily to aid the cleric of Bahamut.
Now, if ever was a time for you to gather as a party, devise ways to overcome the challenge, and play to your strengths.
Mounted combat may not be the way to go about achieving this, or maybe it is; Moby and his mount did just take down one of the enemy dragons.
Two days have passed, and the ceremony to raise Tiamat can’t be long away. The game shadows real life tonight, Wednesday night, and Thursday night. Literally, like three nights.
The only problem, though, is will the party survive to see it. Do Dragons flee anymore? Or have they joined the battle to fight to the death, or are they simply trying to soften you up.
What will happen? Will you die at destiny’s doorstep?
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