Arrow Lake her lusts damned a golden world to die, they say

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dated for 9.15. as per the death roll: rip blodreina.

blodreina's stomach roils uncomfortably as the eerie quiet erupts into a horrific crescendo of quaking earth that trembles underfoot. fear threatens to paralyze her — once more she is a scared girl running for her life as sleeping dragon roars to life and sets a rockslide upon the wolves that would become drageda. praimfaya, the breath pushes from her lungs in a cold rush as she hurries from the borders into arrow lake, towards the towering sunspire though everything in her tells her to turn away. near the mountain is the worst place to be but it is where praimfaya has said she was going. in the next second, blodreina worries over @Ingram — not sure which way he'd went when they parted ways that morning.

praimfaya's form comes into view as she carefully picks her way from the outcropping of rock. wanheda, hurry! blodreina barks at her daughter in trigedasleng, casting a weary glimpse up at the towering landmark she'd once seen as a fortress. now, she sees it for what it was: a death omen. the earth trembles again, nearly knocking praimfaya off balance as she clears the rock and touches upon solid ground — but big jagged rocks teeter on the edge up high and dislodge. wanheda! blodreina ...mother of the commander, guardian of the commander rushes forward to shove praimfaya out of the way without gentleness, feeling the shock as the rock collides with her body and traps her beneath it.

then comes the pain. white hot and excruciating.

mama! praimfaya is screaming, digging furiously, trying to dig her out. even if she succeeds — which blodreina knows she will not — blodreina can feel herself dying. each breath is excruciating and she can taste the blood, feel it in her lungs, feel it slowly drowning her. there was no saving her. not this time. she always thought she'd die in battle ...and yet she was dying the best way she could: saving her commander, giving her life so her daughter will live.

wan...heda — save your energy. blodreina tells her. i am dying, wanheda ...and you and your father must go to— the fight is waning, draining from her with each shallow breath. she coughs and blood bubbles from her muzzle. roangeda. my fight is over, wanheda. tears blur her vision and she leans into praimfaya's touch. your fight is over, blodreina eyjolfur kom roankru. praimfaya says upon trembling breath as blodreina closes her eyes and draws a last, painful and shallow breath ...letting the void of death take her.

praimfaya lets out a mournful howl and upon numb legs cannot stand to spend another second in diaspora — she flees towards broken antler fen.