Dunmur moved in fast, jumping forward and grabbing Morgathar's handle before you can swing it. Had he been unworthy of the axe, it would have burned him. However, simply the fact that he can hold it without burning proves he is an honorable and skilled warrior, if his behavior had not indicated as such sufficiently. Dunmur pushes forward, twisting the large axe around, attempting to wrest it from your grip.
[to Cat]
As you arrive at the village, you find something you had hoped not to. The trees open up into a clearing, shielded from above by a cover of leaves. A green dome, enchanted to be invisible to the eyes of other races. However, the scent that greets you is one of smoke and burnt flesh. You see a scattering of blackened remains, houses left half-standing and signs of battle. Burnt corpses litter the ground, some holding weapons, others holding children or relatives. There's a large hole in the dome, and you can feel that the spell has been shattered. Still the fires smoke in some places. A few youths are trying to search the area for survivors, and you see more than a few crying, standing near a corpse they had recognized somehow. The only reason they were still here is because the older warriors had sent the youths away, and kept off the enemy. This was the work of no army, no poacher. A dragon had been here. And there is only one dragon in this forest.
[to Jorthan]
Lurias nods, smiling. "You're accepted, of course. A sign from the Earth Mother herself!" Lurias lets out an unexpected burst of laughter, as he pats you on the shoulder. "You come as a blessing. I am sure our raid shall succeed, with such a fortuitous sign from the Heavens. Surely it is the will of the gods that we win." Lurias smiles, as he gestures at a nearby building. "Go get yourself equipped. You're going to need some good armor and weapons. Jaqural is a master blacksmith, he'll repair anything that's damaged, and you're going to want to meet him. Be ready for battle in two hours. We're moving in on Copperside as soon as the sun goes down."
Lurias' smile wavered, as he walked away. The Gods did not often interfere with the mortal realm, and certainly not with such things as a resistance raid. What was the task that this new recruit, Raphion, had been given? Would Raphion be the one to strike down the Alderian Empire? Those who are chosen by the Gods are not blessed, as history would show those who cared to learn it. They will move the world with their will, and bear it's sorrows. They will face the greatest tragedies, and if they do not prevail, they risk angering the Gods. If Raphion did not succeed at whatever task the Earth Mother had set for him, what form would her divine wrath take? Whatever would happen from this point on, Lurias concluded, would be bigger than just the resistance. This would affect the face of the earth
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