Very Dumb Downfall theory time:
Since Brennan described Downfall as a drastically different story from what was explored in the EXU Calamity (a negative of it, even), I say that while during Calamity the players were mainly mages/all non-religious and their main objective was to try and save the city, this time all six have connection to gods (both Prime Deities and Betrayers, by being clerics, paladins or their champions) and they're send there to destroy some of the Aeor's defences or something so that gods can strike it down. And showing Bell's Hells a footage of a group chosen by the gods being deceitful and fighting their way through Aeor with intention of ultimately destroying the city which in turn means killing all the people within it sounds like something Ludinus would do to try to persuade Hells he was right all along and gods are awful.
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Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.
But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.
None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?
And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.
Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.
A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.
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Oh my! Was I supposed to wear that dress for this photo shoot?
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I'm pretty sure this has already been done, but I couldn't find any so here's my contribution.
I swear on Deadpool's vocabulary Logan is certified babygirl
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“Happy in Gaza. The Palestinian desire for life.”
Photographed by Laura Junka-Aikio, 2004.
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