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Astrova, 10 miles outside of Evora
"GET DOWN!"
Alexandria Quinzell, Commander of the legendary Templar Chapter of the White Ravens, threw herself off of the stone all upon which she had been fighting and straight into the muddy bank of the river. Overhead a fireball rolled outwards and burnt everything in its wake. She could hear the echoing screams of people - civilians and soldiers alike - who hadn't heard the warning in time and now paid the price. One man went running for the river with a howl that would be seared into her nightmares for the next few nights.
"Don't-!" she called out but it was too late. As the man plunged himself into the water in the hopes of ridding himself of the fire a new horrific screeched came from his mouth instead. It was a wicked trick of the Chimera's flame to turn to acid when water was thrown upon it. It ate at flesh and bones far quicker than the fire would and was far more painful from what few accounts she had read. She turned away with a grimace and looked back over her shoulder to see if the cost was clear before pulling herself to her feet. Her armour was either covered in mud or charred and singed but it mattered little to her. Armour could be remade, houses rebuilt, but lives... Lives could not be brought back. Her face twisted into a grimace as she looked out over the bodies that lay sprawled before her on the other side of the low stone wall which had once been the towns protection against such beasts. What a waste.
"Why must they always meddle in things they don't understand," she growled to herself. For the chimera hadn't chosen to appear at this town, it had been summoned from an old book. A book that when she got her hands on it would stay locked in the Vault with all the other texts humans couldn't be trusted with. The creatures devout worshippers still ran amuck within the town, slaying those the beast missed with its poison and flame. She needed to go after the beast itself but she also needed these civilians out of here. Where was Cassian? It had been the job she had entrusted him with, she just hoped... Her eyes ran over the bodies with a sickening feeling. No... if he was dead she would know, she would feel it.
Wouldn't she?
"GET DOWN!"
Alexandria Quinzell, Commander of the legendary Templar Chapter of the White Ravens, threw herself off of the stone all upon which she had been fighting and straight into the muddy bank of the river. Overhead a fireball rolled outwards and burnt everything in its wake. She could hear the echoing screams of people - civilians and soldiers alike - who hadn't heard the warning in time and now paid the price. One man went running for the river with a howl that would be seared into her nightmares for the next few nights.
"Don't-!" she called out but it was too late. As the man plunged himself into the water in the hopes of ridding himself of the fire a new horrific screeched came from his mouth instead. It was a wicked trick of the Chimera's flame to turn to acid when water was thrown upon it. It ate at flesh and bones far quicker than the fire would and was far more painful from what few accounts she had read. She turned away with a grimace and looked back over her shoulder to see if the cost was clear before pulling herself to her feet. Her armour was either covered in mud or charred and singed but it mattered little to her. Armour could be remade, houses rebuilt, but lives... Lives could not be brought back. Her face twisted into a grimace as she looked out over the bodies that lay sprawled before her on the other side of the low stone wall which had once been the towns protection against such beasts. What a waste.
"Why must they always meddle in things they don't understand," she growled to herself. For the chimera hadn't chosen to appear at this town, it had been summoned from an old book. A book that when she got her hands on it would stay locked in the Vault with all the other texts humans couldn't be trusted with. The creatures devout worshippers still ran amuck within the town, slaying those the beast missed with its poison and flame. She needed to go after the beast itself but she also needed these civilians out of here. Where was Cassian? It had been the job she had entrusted him with, she just hoped... Her eyes ran over the bodies with a sickening feeling. No... if he was dead she would know, she would feel it.
Wouldn't she?