[Laviku Monument] The Gathering Storm (Open)

[Vadriel]

Vadriel stood on the outskirts of the crowd, arms folded, leaning against a nearby wall. So a storm is coming, he thought. Oh well, Zeltiva has endured worse. He envisioned the Pre-Valterrian buildings that still towered over Zeltiva. Yes, they had endured far worse. He turned and replaced his hat on his head, letting his cloak fall over his shoulders and heading back towards the docks. Besides, he thought, if luck decides to be on my side, I will not be here when it comes.

[Nai'shee]

After their destiny was spoken she couldn't help but staying silent. She panicked. She wasn't sure if being homeless was good or bad in this situation. She didn't know what to do. University could be her only hideout, but half of it will crush, how can she know that she will be safe? Fear gone trough her every vein. She was completely blocked. She wanted to ignore the information and continue as everything was the same. Everything was the same as few minutes before, and Storm was unlikely to come in next dozen days. But what can she do? She can't wonder endlessly as usually and end up dead in the end. She had no idea why she barely fear death by getting killed, but natural disaster was just freaking her out. People around her panicked. Few hurried home or wherever to prepare. Few were deadly serious, some were even chatting! But she was focused at Maria and Konti, awaiting their next words, wishing to find some hope, motivation in them.

[Paragon]

Maria's speech was over, but she lingered for a moment. Her dress wafted in a faint sea breeze, and she lifted a hand to push back locks of hair billowing before her face. The Konti remained still behind her, all serenity and fey, unflinching of the future that now raced towards them. The Lord of Council coughed, before deciding to say one last thing. "Be strong. We will survive this." With a small curtsy, Maria turned and swept away back towards her offices. The Konti remained for a moment, watching the crowd, before dispersing too. The people of Zeltiva had been warned: the storm was coming. NOTESorry for forgetting about this one! It's now finished up, so I'll grade it as soon as I get a chance (probably next week).

[Paragon]

Trente

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	1
Philosophy	1

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Lord of Council: Maria Satterthwaite
•	The Storm Prophecy

Nai'shee

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	1

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Lord of Council: Maria Satterthwaite
•	The Storm Prophecy

Avari

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	1
Philosophy	1
Investigation	1

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	The Omen of the Konti
•	Lord of Council: Maria Satterthwaite
•	The Storm Prophecy

Anselm

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	1

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Lord of Council: Maria Satterthwaite
•	The Storm Prophecy

Legend Becomes Reality

Apologies for the inhumanly long amount of time it took to grade this one! If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, please send me a PM and we can work from there.