Talk:Lake/@comment-4392691-20110914214318

''A low, scraping noise can be heard emanating from the ground. The noise sounded like two pieces of metal clashing together in a slow movement. The noise begins to get louder and louder as the Emissary can be seen in the distance. The Emissary approaches the banks of the lake and gazes upon the glistening water for a few moments. After those few moments passed, he stepped toward the lake itself and kneeled before it. With his left hand, he removed the glove sitting upon his right hand, revealing a cold and pale white skinned hand. He tucked the glove into his cloak and the slowly placed his hand upon the ground along the edge of the lake. He lifted his head and looked upon the lake once again.'' I say you this, the waters shall run dry from this place and the earth will quake and break away at the magnitude of my power. Soon enough, the empty waters will be replaced by the blood of your flesh if you continue in this malicious spiral with the 'gods'. The path you stride is an already blood-soaked path and it will feel no remorse if your blood is added to it. As a symbol of this promise to you, I will demonstrate a representation of your demise. ''He lowered his head slowly and gripped into the ground beneath his ungloved hand. As he did, the ground began to shake violently and the scraping noise began to elevate in volume until it was nearly the only thing that could be heard. The ground in front of his hand began to tear away and fracture toward the lake. The fracture continued toward the lake until it was nearly unperceivable under the surface of the water. Soon after, the fracture emerged across the like on the side opposite the Emissary. Suddenly, the Emissary raised his head and the blue light emanating from where his eyes would be began to burn ferociously and brighter than ever before. With a roar, muted by the sound of the scraping, the fracture began to break apart in either direction. As it did, the water level of the lake began to slowly lower. The rate of water loss continued to pick up until the lake was left empty and a giant chasm remained in its basin. For a moment, the scraping stopped and the Emissary lowered his head. It was as if he had passed out from the actions he had just committed. The dull continued for a while until the scraping began to build up again and the Emissary raised his head once more. As he did, the chasm began to close upon itself. Sounds of flesh breaking and bones crunching echoed from within the chasm until it neared a full close. At that last moment, when the chasm was nearly repaired, the blood and mangled flesh of the fish and other water creatures that were engulfed by the depth of the chasm, seemed to be vomited out of it and pooled in the bottom of the lake's basin. At that moment, the scraping and the shaking of the earth stopped. The Emissary pulled back his hand, which was now shaking and rose wearily to his feet. He looked up upon the skies.'' Your actions have brought this upon you. This is only a harbinger of the judgment I plan to unfold upon these foolish children of your forr all of your sins. Look well upon their grim faces as the color is flushed out from them and they come upon their last breath. Make it well known among all of you that your actions and your paranoia and your cowardice will be what will bring this upon you. You hide there, upon your great mountain and leave your children here to suffer for the transgressions you have committed...Various are the misdeeds of your existence. He looked down upon the pooled blood once again and stood there solemnly.