Post by Charon's Claw on Apr 7, 2009 10:10:15 GMT -5
**Posted by player request**
The sullen graves of Arabel's fallen lay quiet now, not as they were before, the lingering dead, lie broken. Thrown over gravestones, and markers. Bow's snapped, and cut into pieces, bashed and seared by holy light, and other magics.
The trail continued, to a small shrine, where a ghostly keeper has been driven away, and the shrine is doused in holy water. Little but an arrow can be found.
The sullen graves of Arabel's fallen lay quiet now, not as they were before, the lingering dead, lie broken. Thrown over gravestones, and markers. Bow's snapped, and cut into pieces, bashed and seared by holy light, and other magics.
The trail continued, to a small shrine, where a ghostly keeper has been driven away, and the shrine is doused in holy water. Little but an arrow can be found.
