Board Thread:Non Canon Roleplaying/@comment-24652012-20171226203648/@comment-24652012-20171226231057

(As you wish, the next event in the story it is.)

10 years later.

Somewhere in the wilderness a unspcisified number humans are shown fleeing the burning ruins of a city. They escape into the jungles running from something that they can hear marching apon them, but they dare not look back.

Some end up separated, scattered, lost, killed by creatures of the jungle, and they struggle to get food.

One particular human is unconscious from hunger, shivering in the evening cold of winter. He has a vision in his sleep.

In his dream he sees the last of his people, some in the form of corpses being scavenged by dire wolves, others lay dying from diseases, and some dying of starvation.

Suddenly a flash as the sky rips open, and in the light down comes a dragon, who then lands beside him taking on the form of a woman clothed in a flease robe to appear less frightening.

"Greetings mortal, I am Phyro-thee'yee-hes, the goddess of all things warm and comforting."

the man bows before her humbled.

"What is your situation mortal?" she asks him.

"My people are doomed goddess!" he says in dispare. "Please, save us! We are a people without hope, with no future!"

"Arise!". she says, as in the vision a image begins to appear before him. "And tell your people, to go unto the mountain."

"To a mountain in winter in our condition? surly we will parish!" he says in doubt.

"Nay mortal, for the way up is granted to you. Sure, it will be dangerous, but my children apon the mountain shall take you in. You will be safe. Now awaken, gather your kin and go."

The human awakens, and as time passes they begin toward the mountain. Men, women, children, all begin the treatcheous near suicidal journey.