Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140616183608/@comment-10197675-20140618195123

Meanwhile within Bravil…

Forever silence still singed the grey and weary streets of Bravil for not much seemed to happen in this rather quiet settlement. Plooms of thick smoke gently wavered over the bleak city, and small droplets of acidic water fell from them, the air that smothered Tamreil these days was not as fresh as it once was. Within the silence of Bravil a sudden and loud shout echoed.. an Imperial women who had been standing and knocking at a house door for at least ten minutes started to unease the silence as she called a name she tried to open the door but it was locked.

Her voice then bellowed out, as she frantically smashed her hand against the house door.

She smashed her hand repeatedly on the door until she could not take the pain any longer; she then looked down at her feet, before looking back up again to shout. “YELSARD..., YELSARD…!”

The Imperial could see that there was a window open above her, being quite skilled in climbing she made her way up to it slowly and carefully. She huffed as she put her hand upon the window still, strangely she felt a thick and pure liquid on her hand as she clambered through. The Imperial looked at the palm of her hands as she stood up in the room, a dense layer of blood covered her them, the Imperial looked at her feet a large pool of blood surrounded them. She then slowly lifted up her head hesitantly and fearfully, the Imperials gaze then looked upon a horrifying sight, she saw the corpse of Yelsard rotting on the ground the top half had been shredded away by decay and no head could be seen, only mangled bits of brain were scattered around the room. The Imperial almost fainted upon the sight of this mess, but the horrid scent then hit her like a wall forcing her backwards and out the window she fell. The Imperial fell down out of the window and onto the ground, she looked up into the sky, terrified and shocked…