Survivor of the Cataclysm

Eydis’s eyes snap open as the horn sounds, and she jumps out of bed. She makes sure Vincent is awake before she quickly dresses and prepares for whatever situation awaits them at the gates. When she exits the room, Vincent would already be dressed and looking at her expectantly.

As Mina explains the situation, her ears start to ring. For a third time… the world is going to come crashing down around her. As she comes to her senses, she shouts against the protests of the others, “There is something I need to get!” Eydis turns and sprints back into her house as everyone starts to make their way into the safety of the main keep.

She boots open the front door, running up the stairs to her room. She pulls open the top drawer of Kaiden’s dresser and frantically rummages around, locating a small leather pouch. Eydis puts the drawstring around her neck, before fishing a piece of folded parchment out of her own dresser. She puts the parchment into the pouch and tucks it safely away inside her armor. On her way out of her room, she looks up at Glacier Crack as she heads for the stairs. She pauses before turning back and grabbing it from its rack on the mantle, leaving her usual axe behind. Eydis feels her heart start to pound and the familiar walls of her mind starting to go up as she runs back down the stairs and into the keep to join the others.

All she can think is that she has to survive… for Vincent and Kaiden, and all the others. She’s survived the destruction of the exiled lands twice before… she can do it again. Eydis meets Vincent at the door and takes him aside. She pulls him into a hug. “Please… tell Kaiden what is happening and that I love him… and I love you too Vincent… ” She pulls him into a soft kiss before going inside.

And then it begins…

When the rage of the destruction calms, the eerie silence is broken only by the sounds of shifting rubble as the survivors of the village start to dig themselves from the remnants of the keep. Eydis finally surfaces from beneath the stone, cradling a broken wrist and wiping blood from her face. She frantically looks around for the others.