Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140812154057/@comment-25329641-20140816003027

What I mean by replay of Mournhold.

Rowan Autumn-Arrow wrote:

The Obliteration of Mournhold.
(You really want that royal family to live don't ya? Btw, those aren't the ashlands. Those are on Vvardenfell, it's the Eastern-Deshaan)

The airship came to a standstill above Plaza Brindisi Dorom. Only a district gate away from the mighty temple.

For a moment it was deadquiet.

Only the sound of windblowing in the seemingly deserted city.

a few Archmages on the road to ebonheart looked back at the tiny spec in the sky hanging over the city.

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"... Do it." The captain ordered

"Engine room. We have lock on. You have permission to build up power and release."

The egine room copied and started the mechanism. it needed more than a few men to turn the valve which diverted the power of the core to the cannon pointing downwards to the plaza. But eventually it worked.

"Ok, no more return now... over" The engine room master yelled back up via the brass tube.

The captain started crying.

which made the navigator take notice.

"Captain... Are you alright?"

The captain looked up with red eyes.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Sorry? Why?"

That moment the power of the beamanic energy had build up to it's full potential. And released.

A silent, yet deadly beam fell down unto the city with amazing power.

A blue dome of pure energy formed from the crater down below. still silent. It engulfed the whole city in a mater of seconds and eventually rised so far up it took the ship down with it.

it was a suicide mission, and only the captain had known.

Suddenly the most terrifying, most loud noise imaginable caught up with the explosion. Sending a devastating shock wave utterly blowing everything but a few miles within Amalexia's distance right away with a force stronger than the speed of sound.

A giant blue dome formed, and touched the cloud barrier now. It was even visable from Kragenmoor.

A strong wind of the blast even hit Ebonheart.

Mournhold, and a huge chunk of the eastern Deshaan was gone.

Eventually after a minute or so, the blue dome slowly eroded. it started to showcase the devastation it had caused. A huge crater where once a plaza was. The oldest temple of the city, build in honor of the tribunal, gone. The royal palace, gone. The garden, gone... Nothing seemed to have survived the blast. Nothing at all... Not even the crew of Airship Talos. A burning wreck and molten pieces of steel rained down on the barren waistland. Anyone who was still close to Mournhold. About a mile. Was vaporised.