Valdar and Astralis Posted April 22, 2003 Report Share Posted April 22, 2003 (edited) It's like flying through clouds, sometimes, interplanar travel. Especially here, in the Greater Veil. A hundred million years of history lie burried in the thick fog of broken worlds. Of wars and mighty kings, leaders, and civilizations gone mad all reduced to this shapeless grey mass. Relics from the Veil are highly priced, because there's nearly no way to know what direction you're going. Only Planewalkers, or the pirates that operate from the Veil can pick their way through the debris and muck, and since pirates of the Veil have a standing bounty of several thousand Platinum Pieces on their heads, and Planewalkers couldn't care less, most of the artefacts that make their way out were either stumbled on by chance, or traded by a fool. We shouldn't be bothered too much by the pirates. They're a nasty bunch, but give Planewalkers a wide bearth, and as we come here mainly for the solitude, and occationaly to lie low a few years while the bounty on our heads is forgotten, Planewalkers have little reason to interfere with Pirate business. Not that many people bother to travel this far, most prefer to stick as close as possible to the relativeley safe hallway of worlds. Never know what's lurking in those thunderous clouds, they say. For the most part, a whole lot of nothing, as with the rest of the Void. An Astral Dragon or two. Pirates. Mainly hulks, though, burnt out worlds, and one or two bareley exsisting, though none with intelligant life. Probably why they were spared the grand destruction. Legend is, a god, or a Panthelon of them, went insane and rampaged across this portion of the ether. No one knows, really. But I'll tell you this, so far as history records, no one who has ventured into the heart of the Veil ever returned. My own wanderings have brought me close to the heart twice, and it never struck me as a particularly hospitable place. Notice how the fog lights up erracticly every few seconds? That's from the huge Electrical, and Mana storm near the heart. The haze is thick enough to walk on, down there, and bolts of energy try to fry you every heartbeat of the way. But there's something there, all right. On my last journey, between two strokes of thunder, I sighted a break in the storm at the very centre, but was forced away by the maelstorm. Maybe one day. . . But come, it's time to return. I will return to teach you another night, yes? Edited April 22, 2003 by Valdar and Astralis Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ayshela Posted April 22, 2003 Report Share Posted April 22, 2003 yes, please do! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Starlight Posted April 22, 2003 Report Share Posted April 22, 2003 Looking forward to continuation, very interesting description of scenery in that world you're cooking up Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elwen Posted May 1, 2003 Report Share Posted May 1, 2003 Tales of another world are always fascinating to read...especially when they are as well-crafted as yours, honored ones. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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