Snippet #1969836

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For the briefest of moments it was as if all the air in Bardusk was suddenly sucked away…
Then an explosion of force blasted the eastern wall and the roaring winds engulfed everything. So many not ready, so many caught in the open… Those bracing themselves at the wall witnessed what seemed like the hand of an angry god sweeping away the fairgrounds before them. Dozens of bodies, animals, and wagons alike were flung into the air as the raging wind and hurling ice descended upon them.

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Alazius
Just as the ranger had a moment to catch his breath town guards rushed by and up the stairs built into the wall. Near the top they seemed to be struggling with the metal overhang, it looked to be jammed and breaking apart.

One of the men screamed down the steps for help in securing that section of the structure before it surely caved in on them.
But just as the ranger heard the call, a dreadful sight caught his eye. Not 20 feet out, away from the protection of the wall and out in the open was Emissary Lesha, trapped under a wagon.

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Dulin
It was a human boy, no more than 16 that had come crashing into the plague doctor at the wall. Weeping and terrified he pointed towards two bodies propped up against a bench where others were gathered. It wasn’t hard to assess the situation even amidst the chaos reigning out on the fairgrounds.

One was a man in rags with a grave wound that would surely take his life if not tended to right away.
The other was what looked to be a rich woman with a non-life threatening wound that could quickly become dangerously infect if not treated.

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Keras
The impact of the first winds barrelled in to the shadowlancer like a raging bull, knocking even his sturdy frame a clear 6 feet back. Regaining his footing and struggling to look about, it became clear the next few moments were going to come down to gut wrenching choice.

To his left, 8 feet away, struggling to not get blown away was his brother from the Order of Magi, the monk, and his satchel of artifacts.
To his right, at a good dozen feet, behind an up turned stall, lay the limp body of Lady Elsah.

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Riona
It was a shattering of sound and wood that took Riona off her feet. The ruins of the wagon before her hurled past her head as she fell back onto the cold hard ground. As her senses cleared and the taste of blood caught her tongue, out there on the field bodies began raining down along with the ice.

With terrifying certainty she came to realise it was Lady Elsah laying there behind the stalls…
Next to her a man with a badly crushed foot and a baby in his arms was hysterically begging Riona to take the infant to safety.

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