>>6238018Whatever plot the Heroes had concocted, it seems to be ash by the intervention of Barzaentium.
>Action 1 & 2: Eat Yourself.You know, there was always supposed to be another Doom. It would have doomed the Domo, made a mess of whatever fate they managed to thread when they burned for the first time, and just like before, it would have birthed something far more terrible, yet far more attuned to the nature of this world.
The machinations of the heroes derailed that, for in their narcissism do they think themselves of a better Doom, one that would have irrevocably altered the world itself, and in better ways 'they' would say. Such a Doom asks for an even worser price, and even more asked for them to deny what was supposed to be. They had the people for it, but it wasn't enough in the end.
Now, the price must be exacted. Let us say, without the radiant hero guiding the geist, the people that were left, WEAPONS, they are blind. Still, so so hungry for war, for the righting of things, but in the darkness, they are left with only themselves "and no one else". One must fulfill their nature, don't they? What happens when a weapon is left with nothing to point to but themselves?
Of the stragglers, Khurnaire has denied their claim in defying the Blood Tree, and so they survive, albeit with a disappearance of something from their collective memory, and some texts and tablets being forgotten as they do in the dark. The Wolfmaster is a problematic sort, managing to scrap together something to fill himself with the blood and murder and all things so (a mockery of what came before him), but there's no shortage of mystery in the sea, what with the sudden appearance of an isle that was never there before. There's already a precedent set about the foolishness of seeking the Crucible, and the Wolfmaster is much more of a fool than the First Archpriest when you compare the two. With all that baggage, isn't it wondrous that he didn't drown himself the moment he began his journey?
In a few generations' time, it would've been as if the Domo was never here at all. Perhaps, the west will still dream of monsters who once skulked in the dark, and was bloody and hungering and terrible, but the monsters are gone, dead, devoured, missing. It can't happen here. Isn't their nonexistence much pleasing? Really, all this was unneeded. They don't exist. They really don't exist. Who were the people that once claimed these forests, yet were made empty for these monsters to claim the lands then? It's much more true that whatever kingdoms the helves and the orcs will make, or whatever desolation fills the plains, they were always what was always here. There was nothing here.
