taultunleashed

A searing fire erupts before Gustavine Kyerrh. Aaseamah Screven waves his hands through the blue smoke. The tendrils weave into a giant underground cavern. Clusters of rock grow. Ancient pillars take shape. Broken, shattered stalls and shreds of the Bazaar’s skin fade into existence. A dark figure dashes through the rubble and carnage. Gustavine’s concentration breaks. The scene vanishes. Veheer F’nord steps from the shadows, ‘They are still here.

http://ddoimages.level3.turbine.com/ima ... s/more.gif