Role

Chapter 7

of the world. Faeghn glanced down at the mages and realized by the way some
had giant grins, some had looks of terror, while others had angry glares,
that they were all seeing different things. He looked back up at the portal
and noticed himself in chains behind hundreds of others while the mages
looked on with a smug grin on their faces. Suddenly their grins faded to
grimaces, the sky in the image opened up again, only this time nothing was
coming out of the portal, but buildings and people were being sucked in.
Entire landscapes were turning in on themselves, the oceans were swallowed
up, the world was ripped apart to its very core until it winked out of
existence. With a final boom the clouds closed back in on themselves, the
mages were knocked to the ground, and Faeghn knew he had to be dead. He woke
up in a city being yelled at by a city guard to move along. He still has no
idea how he got there.

What he did know was that he had been given a vision, and the fury of the storm had
inspired him to do everything he could to prevent it from coming to pass.