Sic transit gloria mundi
[member="Tegaea Alcori"], [member="Abaigeal E'ron"]
"A Qadiri general called Brahdok once tried to conquer the Vashyada. That's what remains of her fortress. It's said her head was put on a pike for all to see as a warning to other intruders," Siobhan explained to Abaigeal when the yacht approached the shore, revealing the remains of the primitive fort along with some skeletons.
Beach covered in gravel, short patch of cleared land, a foreboding forest that seemed like a natural fortress. The trees were like a wall. Siobhan was no expert in Force Sense, but after many years spent as a soldier she had good instincts. Thus it was no surprise that they were being watched.
A storm of arrows was probably waiting to be unleashed. She gave Chesna a nod. "Alright, do your thing. No firing without my permission," she spoke, directing her last words towards the Firemane guards. In the shadows, shielded by the trees, Wood Elves lay in wait.
One got too nervy or paranoid, then the first arrow flew. Then several others followed. Some of them seemed to be guided by the Force, be it consciously or unconsciously was something Siobhan could not assess. Her Force manifested a barrier to shield Chesna and the others. The storm of primitive projectiles impacted upon it and the arrows disintegrated.
"A Qadiri general called Brahdok once tried to conquer the Vashyada. That's what remains of her fortress. It's said her head was put on a pike for all to see as a warning to other intruders," Siobhan explained to Abaigeal when the yacht approached the shore, revealing the remains of the primitive fort along with some skeletons.
Beach covered in gravel, short patch of cleared land, a foreboding forest that seemed like a natural fortress. The trees were like a wall. Siobhan was no expert in Force Sense, but after many years spent as a soldier she had good instincts. Thus it was no surprise that they were being watched.
A storm of arrows was probably waiting to be unleashed. She gave Chesna a nod. "Alright, do your thing. No firing without my permission," she spoke, directing her last words towards the Firemane guards. In the shadows, shielded by the trees, Wood Elves lay in wait.

One got too nervy or paranoid, then the first arrow flew. Then several others followed. Some of them seemed to be guided by the Force, be it consciously or unconsciously was something Siobhan could not assess. Her Force manifested a barrier to shield Chesna and the others. The storm of primitive projectiles impacted upon it and the arrows disintegrated.