Village of Mists by Games Workshop LTD

Author:Games Workshop LTD
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Games Workshop LTD
Published: 2018-03-23T11:05:53+00:00

The aelves crept through the streets like ghosts, slipping into the gloom of abandoned homes and empty shops but finding no signs of life. Meals sat half-eaten. Candles were burned down to mounds of tallow. Coins and books and mirrors and all manner of personal possessions lay as though dropped, scattered on tavern counters and bedroom floors. Everything they touched was damp and cold, wet through and ruined in a way that even the thickest mists could not explain. Weapons, too, were scattered around the town, as though the sentries carrying them had simply been spirited away and left their armaments to clatter to the floor. Aethrian’s skin crawled and her suffocating sense of dread increased with every empty room, until she could hardly bear to take another step.

‘Not a gun fired nor a blade bloodied,’ said Dothrial as the three aelves stood at last in the empty town square.

‘Not that the powder would spark, it is so wet,’ replied Gelebran. ‘What happened here? Was it the dead? Malerion’s work? They cannot simply have left.’

Aethrian shook her head, unwilling to leap to conclusions.

‘There are no answers here, only questions,’ she said. ‘I am loath to bear ill tidings back to an already troubled city, but the Phoenicium must be warned.’

It was only as they hastened from Houndsgate’s empty shell, and the feeling of lurking threat eased, that Aethrian finally placed the strange scent on the air. It had been almost half a century since she had accompanied the expedition to the Dawn’s Eye Realmgate, but at last the memory surfaced. She had stood upon the headland that day, amidst the corpses of Chaos worshippers, and seen the devastation left after the ocean had vomited up a tsunami from its blackest depths.

On that day the offshore winds had picked up, sweeping away the stench of blood and death and replacing it with a dark, briny reek – the same smell that saturated this strange mist, and clung to every object and building in Houndsgate.

It was the smell of the deeps, of the ocean chasms below…

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