Out of Character:
Closed to those that signed up. Only 4 are active at a time. Post limit is 72 hours. Failure to post within deadline forfeits involvement and permits a reserve to take your place.
Arriving as they so opted, the scene stretched before them. The main road through the northern forest opens to a stretch of plains along the mountain ridge's base. Tilled soil and ruined crops stretch out for miles. Buildings fashioned from stone, mortar, and thatch mark the heart of three villages, but life no longer beats in the barren dirt roads. Most buildings still stand untouched with open doors. Others hiss and crackle from the fires which razed them. The stone walls of few bear the marks of brute force used to topple them and many are peppered with the remnant effects of elemental magicks.
Though no bodies or remains can be seen, puddles and smears of blood mix with the mud or decorate the occasional crate, barrel, wagon, or home. With a wandering eye, a sword, bow, or pitchfork lay cold and neglected on the ground or rooted firmly in the earth. Silence breathes on the wind where even the birds nor livestock dare make their presence known. With threatening clouds overhead and the sharp breeze from the Mountains of Dawn, dread seeps its way into the minds of those who witness it.
A story midst the carnage begs to be told. A mystery of who, what, and why lingers. Were there survivors? Where are the bodies? Why would someone or something do this?
The only movement is that of the flora and debris in the wind. And, of course, the presence of those who arrive.
Out of Character:
The scene is set. Make your introductions. No additional data is given at this time, but don't let that stop you from investigating. I will play out more information and action as the thread progresses. Ask questions or collaborate in the recruitment thread.