Hell er Bust

*Amon* · 11-15-2017, 11:43 PM

Amon bad picked up his son's trail earlier in the day, and followed it for a short while before it was overwhelmed by a sulfurous smell. Still, Amon pressed on, figuring that the odds were fair his son had been pulled along by curiosity. He found Malleus near the water's edge, eyeing the plumes of gases being belched from the earth. The nearer Amon came the warmer the ground grew, until it was uncomfortably hot beneath his paws. What on earth was this place? "Whenever I'm meaning to find anyone in our family," he began in a dry tone, "I always seem to find them in the strangest of places."

He leveled the boy with a neutral scale. He had grown well in the last year, maturing from a lanky yearling into a stout young male. He and his siblings were in their prime, as far as Amon was concerned, and he was eager to see how they would perform in the coming war. "Have you been preparing yourself for what's to come?" Amon asked with honest interest. He wanted to be certain his son felt confident in his abilities, not to say he wouldn't be disappointed if the boy did not. Amon had his expectations, after all, and he expected them to be met.

The lake beyond gurgled and sent forth another gout of steam and stench. Amon spared it a quick glance, marveling that a sight like this could be found so close to lands that were otherwise verdant. To him it spoke of the Fallen God's creative imaginings, which much have certainly been used in its formation. Of course, that did not necessarily make it habitable, or even pleasant to visit for a short time.

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