The Ruins Of Sistegrad

Awhile ago at court it had been an easy choice. The Knight Fenris wanted an enemy encampment gone, The fire guild had agreed and no one at court had spoken. Motion Carried. Deed done. Clean and efficient. If only all warfare could be done this easily. What a terrible thought.

Standing in the ruins of Sistegrad its hard to not remember what an easy decision it had been. Point on the map at the thing you want gone. Except it wasnt gone. Not by a long shot. As we approached in the darkness the ruins glowed with eerie unnatural light. The ground under our feet crunched, breaking under our weight. Like standing on a breaking pane of glass. The magic is so heavy in the air its like breathing poison as it warps everything around. Giant crystals of condensed glass pulsed with green and red light, the last things left standing.

We came to what was probably a courtyard at some point. 5 of the pulsing crystals arrayed around, and standing amidst the armageddon, 3 humanoid figures. We called out to them but they acted as if we were not there. As we got closer, we realized they were made of the same glass as everything around us. Two of the earth mages in our party began there investigation. The moment one of them began speaking their special incantation, the glass men immediately tried to chase the mages down. The mages were able to stay away from them, making their signs, enraging the malefic further. I grabbed one by the shoulder, speaking to it in a calming manner. It never noticed me, but as I held on trying to stop it from attacking the earth mages, I noticed that its glass skin was straining and cracking under my grip. I released it so I wouldnt harm the spirit further. Eventually after the mages had stopped casting for long enough they stopped aggressing and simply went back to wandering around their former home.

Nothing is alive in Sistegrad anymore. An entire town of men, women, and children erased because of its strategic position.

How many more towns will be annihilated like this for this war?
And how in Benalus’ name am I supposed to help bring these poor spirits to rest.

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