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Chapter 2

Knowledge of Consequence.
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Not a solitary soul among the tribe was familiar with
such atrocities. Carrying the sick and wounded before
the tribal shaman, we prayed for their revival. As they
each passed from this life, unto the next, his trance
grew more deep and in tongues he spouted for us to scout
the area. We all rushed to complete the task and after
arrival at their hunting grounds, we discovered the
habitat was quite abnormal and seemed very wrong.

In the early afternoon we arrived, a storm brewed
overhead. As we inspected the foliage we inscribed notes
of the inconsistencies with the surrounding flora, each
were detailed on vellum. Crashing down nearby was,
violently energetic, "Red" lightning. Surely this wasn't
part of the natural world we thought, but we would return
all the information we found back to our medicine man.
The hopes and dreams for redemption and revenge for all
of our tribesmen lied with our present task.

Dawn was nearing it's precipice as our trek had finally
come to an end. Quickly the tribe was called to meeting
and all the scribed notations were conveyed to the
shaman. Again he entered a frightening trance. Inside
the mind of this man, brewed the power of the gods,
channeling these energies was his specially. His eyes
fluttered rapidly and a glow which matched the crimson
bolts from earlier flickered, he mumbled two words
repeatedly. "Magic, Betrayal" trailed from his lips in
ever hastening rapidity.