A Day on Red

[Christina.]

Originally Posted by Feanol [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

The smell was awful. A sulfurous haze filled the air of the old mineshaft that had been left to the Goblins. I couldn't decide which was worse, the scent of scarred deep earth or the exposed innards of the creatures we left split open.

I love the roleplay but this picture of hhk resembles a old basement for storage food / wine cellar than a mineshaft hehe

[Feanol]

He must have known I was there. If you can see a Dragon with your eyes it has been long since the Wurm was aware of your presence. The fumes of super-heated rock made the air sharp to the taste and difficult to breathe. Raw lava, blood of Norrath, flowed in lakes about Him. What of even the greatest warriors could stand to face the Wurm in his own lair, surrounded by the scorching flames symbolic of His Brood?