p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"uspan style="font-size: 22.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"The Manuscript of Sunfire/span/u/p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"Smoke. Fire. Screams. Fire roars, and blood coats the ground. A well blooded weapon grasped in her hands, she charges into the maelstrom of bodies. A man rushes forwards, two axes clutched in his hands. He charges, and as the weapon comes to deflect the blow, a blast of arcane lightening smashes into him, his body disintegrating into dust. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"The woman casts a look towards the man, with hair tied in a messy ponytail. His immaculate robes are tattered, and a cut over his right eye stains his face crimson. /spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;""Onto the breach, Horace!" /spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"He cried, before/spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;", /spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"turning to face away, fire dancing at his fingertips. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"As if on que, another man, with a Warhammer clenched in his fists, roars before her, and smashes one skeletal warrior with the staff, before spinning the hammer to cave in the head of another. She held out a hand, as if to grab him, but he was off before she could scream out to him./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"She pursued him, but another skeletal figure danced before her, eyes a bright, sickening green that spoke of rot and decay. She raised her finely cut sword, parrying a series of jagged blows, before cutting it down in a bisecting strike. She took off, following the hole left in her bellowing companions wake. When she came upon him, he was battling three at once, and was doing well. But behind him, crept an unseen undead warrior. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"As he cast an eye over his back, he saw a flash of brilliant light, before a ball of fire smashed the one attempting to stab him in the back. He grunted, before twirling to smash two of the three with a improbably powerful blow, caving in two skeletal helmets while the white robed savior planted her blade between the eyes of the remainder. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;""Horace!" /spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"she cried out/spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;", "The breach is sealing, but we risk route! We need the Vanguard to drive them back."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"Horace let loose a battle cry, and to her amazement, around thirty-two men formed around the ragged armored man, and began a brutal assault through the undead mob. She turned her head, red hair whipping 'round, as a/span span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"roar echoed above the screams of dying men. Through the smoke choked sky, there was a bellowing unlike any other. And with that roar, came a smile to the lips of the desperate Cleric. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;""Galadin."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"Smoke. Fire. Screams. Fire roars, and blood coats the ground. A well blooded weapon grasped in her hands, she charges into the maelstrom of bodies. A man rushes forwards, two axes clutched in his hands. He charges, and as the weapon comes to deflect the blow, a blast of arcane lightening smashes into him, his body disintegrating into dust. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"The woman casts a look towards the man, with hair tied in a messy ponytail. His immaculate robes are tattered, and a cut over his right eye stains his face crimson. /spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;""Onto the breach, Horace!" /spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"He cried, before/spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;", /spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"turning to face away, fire dancing at his fingertips. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"As if on que, another man, with a Warhammer clenched in his fists, roars before her, and smashes one skeletal warrior with the staff, before spinning the hammer to cave in the head of another. She held out a hand, as if to grab him, but he was off before she could scream out to him./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"She pursued him, but another skeletal figure danced before her, eyes a bright, sickening green that spoke of rot and decay. She raised her finely cut sword, parrying a series of jagged blows, before cutting it down in a bisecting strike. She took off, following the hole left in her bellowing companions wake. When she came upon him, he was battling three at once, and was doing well. But behind him, crept an unseen undead warrior. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"As he cast an eye over his back, he saw a flash of brilliant light, before a ball of fire smashed the one attempting to stab him in the back. He grunted, before twirling to smash two of the three with a improbably powerful blow, caving in two skeletal helmets while the white robed savior planted her blade between the eyes of the remainder. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;""Horace!" /spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"she cried out/spanspan style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;", "The breach is sealing, but we risk route! We need the Vanguard to drive them back."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"Horace let loose a battle cry, and to her amazement, around thirty-two men formed around the ragged armored man, and began a brutal assault through the undead mob. She turned her head, red hair whipping 'round, as a/span span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;"roar echoed above the screams of dying men. Through the smoke choked sky, there was a bellowing unlike any other. And with that roar, came a smile to the lips of the desperate Cleric. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: Balthazar;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Cambria',serif;""Galadin."/span/p