The elven shrine north of Darkwood

[Aodhan the Unusual]

The elven shrine to the north of the Darkwood has been a scene of gruesome deed.

Blood is everywhere, soaking into the plants and the grass, crusting the stones with skin hanging from them. Organs are placed in a circle around a bloodless mutilated corpse with an eye in it´s mouth and the heart cut out and it's bloodless remains left on the unfortunate one who suffered death. The corpse being tied to the stone pillars and having his hand and feet impaled with stacks. The smell of decay hangs in the air with flies and other insects swarming the lifeless body as well as a dark supernatural presence looming over the place.

There are several burn marks around the area, which hint at lightning strikes, some smaller trees and debris that have fallen about, the body itself partially filled with water as if from rain.

Rumors about the victim speak of Jarec, a paladin of Torm who suffered this cruel end.


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[elvishnation]

The high priestess of Corellon visits the shrine to meditate in peace. She stops dead in her tracks as soon as her eyes set on the destruction. A tear rolls down her cheak as her eyes fill with anger, pain, and horror. She slowly, speachlessly tends to the body trying to cast ressurection on it, before tending to the rest of the shrine, cleaning picking up what is left of the shrine. Tears continue to roll down her cheeks, she murmurs softly in elven a chant almost a song to the seldarine softly cursing those that did it, and cleansing away the dark horror that lingers.

[elvishnation]

She eventually in the middle of cleaning the area, falls to her knees in the middle of the small grove filled with anger and pain praying to Corellon, and crying out to the seldarine.

[qewaye]

A second elf arrives at the shrine atop a black horse. She pulls back her hood to see the sight of the Corelite priestess.

She slides down off her horse and moves to her.

In the rainy night, they pray together, as the night draws on the rider - clad in shadows and weilding two blades - rides away from the shrine with the body wrapped in a shroud.

She rides through the dark to Suzail where she delivers the body to the Temple of Defenders before heading to Thunderstone and the Royal Corps.

[Thrym]

A few hours after the elves leave, an etheral Dragoneer bearing the uniform of the Royal Corps of Monster Hunters and a cat sized actual dragon arrive at the scene.

'There we are, Eneth.'

Mumbling a brief prayer to Kelemvor, the Firstsword invokes a minor blessing to read magical auras while his tiny companion begins to scor the muddy ground for anything that might have been overlooked.

[mythosfakir]

~Approaching the shrine with Idhreniel, a darkly-clad Thril peers over the scene - now clean and mostly restored for the efforts of those come before him. With calm eyes he examines the site and then prays to the Seldarine, asking fervently that the shrine remain safe and that a guardian be sent at least temporarily.

After he and Idhreniel speak for a long while, Thril turns to leave the site, asking the priestess to pray to cleanse whatever foul taint may remain.~

[NHmikey]

*Celithiril passes through the Darkwood into the Tun to hunt, NOT stopping at nor cleansing the defiled, now cleansed, recleansed, and cleasensed some more again shrine*