Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160109233749/@comment-29461586-20160110174021

(I think we can start now...)

Prospector's Reach...

It was raining very heavily. Men were screaming to keep things under control, but what it was is unknown. Regardless, they seemed very desperate.

"Oh gods..." One of the soldiers exclaimed. Whatever was behind a large gate was close to breaking out of where it was locked...

Eventually, the gates were forced open, and what looked like tendrils appeared to impale and grab anyone unfortunate enough to be caught by it. The soldiers fought back with their magic and weapons, but it proved useless when it did very little...

A shocked scholar looked at a tendril.

"What have we done..." He muttered, before his vision quickly went black...

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Vorwhal Steading...

"Alright, people! End of the line! Befre you leave the ship, make sure you check your quarters for any of your personal belongings! We don't take responsibility for them, so double-check for them! Welcome to Vorwhal Steading!" A deckhand shouted to the passenger cabins via speakers.

"Finally here..." A mercneary shook his head. He grabbed his knapsack and double-checked it before moving for the docks.

Vorwhal Steading. A port town in the east of Setora. Though it was a port town devoted to the trading of marine resources which led to it's prosperous state, it was plagued by constant attacks by Vorwhals; large whale-like creatures with 4 limbs, and had very short tempers.

It was a miracle that the ship that Kyr was in didn't even get attacked, as it was the Vorwhal mating season, where the beasts' aggression in their territory skyrockets.