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Yesterday, Ulric would have claimed he was nearing the age where he had seen it all. He’d experienced everything from betrayal to devotion, suffering to redemption, devastation to hope, and most recently, he had gotten to experience something entirely new – love, and the knowledge that he was capable of it. But when the volcano had erupted and threatened to suffocate his people, plaguing them with fear and the realization that they couldn’t escape, Ulric realized that he had seen very little and that he was much, much smaller and more helpless than he had ever felt before. There was no telling what was to come as he and others bunked down in the citadel late in the night, taking cover as the ash continued to fall reportedly all across Novus. Sleep was near impossible to achieve, and it was only with an hour or two of it that the Warden rose the following morning to inspect what had become of their home. As he stepped out of the citadel, he was bewildered to be met by the uncertain singing of birds, the pleasant fall of rain and a much clearer, brightly colored sky. A passing soldier alerted him of what had been seen further south; a bridge crafted of lava and other mysterious fabrications, as well as tentacled monsters hiding in the rolling waves of the sea. The latter, Ulric chalked up to the fear-induced panic over the pasty twenty-odd hours, but somewhere deep in the recesses of his mind he couldn’t help but wonder if there might be a bit of truth behind the statement. After all… there had been a volcano on the horizon where there now was nothing. And so, calling on those that wished to scout out the mysterious bridge formed across the sea, Ulric headed out with haste, determined to see this through. -- wow das bad <__< But, feel free to include Ulric in your replies if you wish! |
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