Saturday, July 18, 2009

The Orb of Annata

When Tim's character touches the Orb of Annata a rush of cascading scenes erupts onto the surface of the orb.

… grey armoured horsemen cloaked in wolf skin furs are locked in brutal combat with a group of living trees and goat men. Swords and flaming brands slash left and right in a desperate melee. A great warrior surges forward and raises his sword high, the sword flares to life and beams of radiant light lance out towards his foes ..

…a strange many spired edifice of blackstone rises from brackish mist shrouded waters. Cloaked figures approach the structure and a hidden door swings wide spilling forth an emerald light from within …

… city walls blackened by fire stretch out to either side of a fortified gateway. Here and there it is broken in places by large rocks embedded in the shattered stone. A squad of graceful hunters pad through the open gateway. Bestial faces set in grim determination, they run across fertile fields, where others of their kind toil side by side with human men and women …

… grey ash floats through the air and blankets the ground and fire blackened trees like dirty snow. Large packs of charcoal black hounds scour the fire barren lands. Smoke and fire escape their open jaws and their eyes burn like smoldering embers. In the distance plumes of black smoke rise from the flame crowned peak of a huge volcano. Rivers of burning rock flow like fiery arteries down its jagged slopes. Striding through the wasteland a huge giant with charcoal skin, bronze metal armour and flaming red hair moves towards a rocky outcropping. A cloud of ash billows up from the ground as a huge dragon lands atop the outcropping. The rock smokes and slag's under its claws, waves of heat roll outward from skin like burning coal and wings of fiery fire …

… a cloaked hooded figure, wearing worn leather armour, carries a blanket wrapped body along a white marbled corridor. Cobwebs and dust are broken and disturbed by his passage. Emerging from the corridor, the man enters a large chamber dominated by the marble statue of a robed women, her arms outstretched and raised towards the ceiling. Tongues of blood red veins spread upwards from the hem of the robe, marring the pure alabaster stone. Blue fires burn in small braziers sitting atop black stone pedestals spaced evenly around the walls. Moving slowly forward he lays the body with gentle care before the statue. Despite his care, the loose blanket falls away from the head to reveal the partially burnt face of a man. As the man steps back and bows his head, the statue begins to glow with a pale sapphire radiance ...

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