Travelers stagger into Galadon, hot with fever, their bodies covered with sores.

They speak of rampant plague in the woods outside Galadon, as they collapse in pain.

A giant bear in the Sylvan Grove twitches uncomfortably, as it senses great pain in the wilds

Elves flee the city of Darsylon, collapsing upon the open plains, their strength sapped by plague.

News spreads that King Adrianar has begun spitting up blood from the effects of the plague.

Ships from Hamsah Mu'Tazz are turned back from Seantryn Modan to keep the plague away from the Coastal Plains.

The Dranety Chief sends rangers out to find more herbs to battle the pestilence.

King Thranduil of Eryn Galen lapses into a stupor from the effects of the plague.

The druids of the grove call frantically for more herbs to fight the pestilence.

In the Hardan wood, a baobab ent falls over in agony, dead from the plague.

A foul stench enters a village near Arkham from the north, the scent of plague pestilence and death.

Glauruks are seen fleeing to the north, screaming of unholy fire burning from the south.

Three huts from the Village of the Dranety tumble to the ground in cinders.

As the woods burn, a dome within a grove flickers.

A loud hiss erupts from the volcano.

A bear howls in agony.

A biting wind begins to form over the Ashes of Nowhere.

Bright red clouds begin to form in the sky over the western part of the Ashes.

A bear howls in frustration as the molten rain falls upon the frozen dome.

A howl dies on the wind as a dome shatters.

The molten rain continues to fall on the now dead grove.