Thread:Auraestus/@comment-26084195-20160214070503/@comment-26084195-20160214072840

They arrive there to find, well... nothing good.

The entire village is a burnt out husk, totally dead. Dry winds whistle through, dislodging the occasional errant ash. The burnt skeletons of literally every living thing in the village lay on the streets, each with a multitude of slashes through them. But they don't look like sword slashes, more like wild animal claws...