Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170103122151/@comment-4211788-20170108075723

The group made relative speed to the southern side of the island. Hiero had stopped multiple times to ensure Ian was in good range.

The dying island was home to a dust filled desert in shambles. Rocks could be seen across the desert with a large fortress in the farther distance. The fortress had lava surrounding it. Once the heroes had reached the desert, it was close to sunset. Dead bodies full of a thick green oil cover the floor, the oil was similar to the liquid in the water from the beach.

"What is that..?" Hiero points to the ground where a dead creature laid, his eyes a dull red with oil secreting from his mouth and eye sockets. It was a gruesome sight.

"Could this be a remnant of life on this island?" The hawk asks as he inspects the body. Burn wounds can be seen as though the target had been hit with a whip, making the body appear quite beaten. As Hiero looks out he notices that there are more bodies like the one he is inspecting.

"By Matai.." He mutters, one could tell the hawk was distraught about finding so many dead.

Hiero then focuses on the body and closes the eyes of the dead creature. "Whoever did this will pay.." the hawk clenches his fist and stands up.

A loud noise is heard in the distance, similar to that of sobbing. Sand currents can be seen from the direction of the sound.

Hiero grabs his sword with a look of determination on his face.