“A hole just open’d up, right in front of me eyes! Was as big as a dragon, it was! No, two dragons! I thought it was gunna swalla me whole! I turned an’ ran like Vorkarian hisself was chasin’ me but the others ain’t so lucky…”
Bradford, no last name given, the only witness willing to talk about this tragedy, claimed that on a brisk, sunny, Ravingfrost day, the sky darkened rapidly, the wind began to whip around and a gigantic hole opened up in the village courtyard. Once the hole was opened, the wind began to sweep everything into the hole, including his neighbors. The last thing Bradford recalled hearing, as he ran from the event, was the sound of a baby who “must ‘ave been pleased as punch and laughin’ like he dun been tickled.”
For months strange weather patterns have been plaguing the lands of Irvanshire. Flash flooding during a drought, snow, 3 feet deep in the hottest part of the summer and tornados in heavily forested areas ravage 2 to 3 villages or towns at any one time. Elementalists have theorized about the cause of the strange occurrences.
“The essence of the land has been disturbed and has been allowed to fester for much too long. I have absolutely no idea what force is driving these upsetting events. I have been working hard to assemble a team to neutralize the areas I feel are the epicenter of the essence disruption.” A. Demeter, a noted Elementalist, provided this statement but refused to answer any further questions.
