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Calaethis Dragonsbane · 05-12-2007, 05:37 PM

…Meanwhile…

The town was hit by more of the falling stars. Buildings collapsed; people screamed, children cried, women wept, and all around there was chaos. The warehouses in the district Isokla was in went up in smoke and flames took over. Grain and fiery falling stars generally tend to combust.

The prison was not quite as fortunate as the temple. While the temple only suffered structural damage, it still stood – more or less. Not so with the prison.

For Jason, he felt the entire building shake and saw daylight… as the cell beside him shattered, its wall broken into fragments.

It was perhaps even more unfortunate, that the cell above, below and to the far side of him also suffered similar fates, as though some deity of the skies (OOC: although no gods technically exist in this setting) had picked up a handful of pebbles and thrown them randomly at a sandcastle. It was perhaps even more unfortunate that he heard one of the guards yell at that point, “The prisoners are escaping! Kill them all!”

Unfortunate in the extreme. Everyone seemed to be rioting en masse, while he was still locked in his cell.

However, a faint ray of hope existed; the cell above him had had its wall blown out by the star-stone, and it cut through the floor (the roof to Jason’s cell) at an angle and broke the door of Jason’s cell. If Fate had smiled on him, it spat at him next, for two guards rushed down the corridor, saw the broken cell door and charged at Jason and the old man…

Both were in leather uniforms, both wielded swords – and both looked likely to kill them both without a second thought. They were in their prime; late twenties, early thirties – and Jason had no weapons.

05-12-2007, 05:37 PM	#165
Calaethis Dragonsbane Legion Symbol Join Date: May 29, 2002 Location: Somewhere in between Age: 40 Posts: 7,029	…Meanwhile… The town was hit by more of the falling stars. Buildings collapsed; people screamed, children cried, women wept, and all around there was chaos. The warehouses in the district Isokla was in went up in smoke and flames took over. Grain and fiery falling stars generally tend to combust. The prison was not quite as fortunate as the temple. While the temple only suffered structural damage, it still stood – more or less. Not so with the prison. For Jason, he felt the entire building shake and saw daylight… as the cell beside him shattered, its wall broken into fragments. It was perhaps even more unfortunate, that the cell above, below and to the far side of him also suffered similar fates, as though some deity of the skies (OOC: although no gods technically exist in this setting) had picked up a handful of pebbles and thrown them randomly at a sandcastle. It was perhaps even more unfortunate that he heard one of the guards yell at that point, “The prisoners are escaping! Kill them all!” Unfortunate in the extreme. Everyone seemed to be rioting en masse, while he was still locked in his cell. However, a faint ray of hope existed; the cell above him had had its wall blown out by the star-stone, and it cut through the floor (the roof to Jason’s cell) at an angle and broke the door of Jason’s cell. If Fate had smiled on him, it spat at him next, for two guards rushed down the corridor, saw the broken cell door and charged at Jason and the old man… Both were in leather uniforms, both wielded swords – and both looked likely to kill them both without a second thought. They were in their prime; late twenties, early thirties – and Jason had no weapons.