Scales of War

Menacing Black Blood

The smell of burnt buildings still lingers in the air as you try and sleep. The city of Brindol had been ravaged, but you and other brave souls help push back the invaders. As you sleep, you can feel the whispers of the forest around you, the smell of the sea mixing with that of burnt buildings, and you can feel the blistering sun of the desert. Opening your eyes, you see the beauty of Melora hovering over you. Her hand graces your check and a vision is thurst into your mind. You are shown sturdy stone being painted with black blood and a lone orc standing tall among the bodies of a half dozen other orcs. Your eyes focus back on your god, kissing your forehead she leaves you with another image. The image of a hobgoblin and a ruined castle in the mountains.

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