Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170908205632/@comment-17114085-20171009220350

Kyrnil eased up a bit. "That is good to hear." He coughed a bit from the thick air, but said to Carden. "Very well you can..."

Carden disintegrated before Kyrnil's eyes, as did everyone else, turning into sand and dust. He looked around and he was no longer on that grassy battlefield. He was deep in a desert, very similar to the one from Elsweyr.

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Tyrennis saw a similar thing, everyone around him vanished and the landscape began to change dramatically. The sky turned red, the ground black, rivers of blood and fire ran near him and large spiky towers dotted the area. He was somewhere hellish, resembling the Deadlands of Oblivion.

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Eorlund, whom had returned to the Companion ranks that had formed up behind the Imperials, found himself surrounded by the bodies of his comrades.

"Another illusion" he told himself and tried to break out of, but he could not. This was something different from the last illusion that they had been trapped in.

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Carden and the allied forces were surrounded by a thick fog, it was hard to see a foot in front of themselves. The bard lost sight of Kyrnil and the others. This fog wasn't something in his mind, since he was protected against such illusions...this was something else.