The Damned Village

Malzin looked up from the stump he sat on, a charm in his left hand. He ran his long, thin fingers over the worn bone that was painted with strange symbols that were probably of Shaman knowledge. The canopy of the thick forest dripped from the day's rainfall and on to his face and back. He let out a low growl as he pushed back his tangled silver white hair, the beads in it made a soft musical sound.

The Mechanists were a constant threat to the Pagan clans within the forest that bordered The City limits, much more then the Hammerites ever were. In fact it was like the Hammerites didn't exist anymore now that this much more powerful Faction was on the raise. He arched a brow as he thought about the name he overheard the scouts said.

Karras? Was that it?

He couldn't remember exactly what it was, all he knew was that the name made his mouth sour. He turned to spit on the ground as if the name left a unpleasent taste in his mouth. The Shaman stood up and leaned against his staff which was carved with many animals and symbols. He stared out towards The City and silently cursed it.

"Like a time bomb," he whispered to himself. "One day, we will be running." He might have just predicted his peoples own doom but he just allowed a small smile to cross his dry lips. With a small prayer her left for the village, he could feel that they had to move soon.

Lily had just gotten finished with collecting medicinal and other various herbs for her aunt, heading back to the village with her basket full of lush greens of the forest. There seemed to be a large demand for alchemical spells and potions lately with the rise of the Mechanists, and she was deeply concerned about it.

Ever since they had started in power, she couldn't help but getting these horribly bad feelings. They were even more dangerous than the Hammerites. She only prayed that things would even themselves out before it got out of hand. Besides, they were pretty deep into the forests, what were the odds that anyone from the city could find them?

She yawned a little, looking out into the darkness between the trees for a moment, almost to reassure herself that there was no one out there, no attack coming to the village. No, it was safe here. Everything was okay. With a heavy sigh she made her way to the village and headed for Dyan's hut with her basket.