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Welcome to Exandria Unlimited: Calamity. If you were expecting a fun one, you’re not getting one! This is a story of grief, betrayal, loss, and the panic of the coming of a new age, Calamity.
That’s right! We’re doing a prequel series!
We are going to be telling a story of a different age in Exandria, an age long past. Rumors and legends abound of this time period in the world. This is prior to any Vestiges of Divergence. Prior to the coming of the Divine Gate and the departure of the dieties into realms beyond Exandria. You will find no Tal’Dorei in this version of this world. For, indeed, it has not yet received that name. It is known by its Elven name, Gwessar. We journey to an age long ago to tell a story perhaps of a more sorrowful and bitter time. Shadows stalk this world. Come with us, but please only if you dare.
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Episode 2: Bitterness and Dread
For those of you coming back, this is episode two of Exandria Unlimited: Calamity. A vision of an ancient past in the world of Exandria at the ending of the Age of Arcanum and the beginning of something strange and horrifying. Last week, we met our wonderful heroes of Avalir in the Ring of Brass, the somewhat-under-the-radar council of those who actually do the moving and shaking of the flying city of Avalir.
We move and we shake.
We met the Guildmaster of the Golden Scythe, Nydas Okiro. The Keeper of Scrolls, Patia Por’co. First Knight of Avalir, Sir Zerxus Ilerez. Herald of Avalir, Loquatius Seelie. Architect Arcane, Laerryn Coramar-Seelie. And Senior Sightwarden, Cerrit “Pinch” Agrupnin.
On the eve of The Replenishment, which is the great holiday where, once every seven years after a long seven-year venture, the City of Avalir travelling along Exandria’s many leylines, returns back to Cathmoira, it’s terrestrial sister city, and re-alights as the peak of the mountain on its ancient base, where once it stood as a full mountain. All of the magic that Avalir has stored up in its Etheric Net. All of the ether that the city has traded for and gathered and bartered for is released into the continent of Domunas, where it creates a flourishing of crops and newfound magic and all sorts of wonders and replenishes the land. We are on the eve of such a Replenishment this very day.
However, some strange tidings have come to the city as some artifacts, some debris, some things broken corroded and dispelled made their way aboard the city from its last port of call. The important thing is this: the detritus of the ritual of Vespin Chloras…
Look him up, they did a whole video about the guy and what he did in the history of Exandria! Literally, you can go look it up, it’s an amazing video, it rules, it’s very cool…
…made it’s way aboard Avalir. Something rotten within the heard of the city has begun to be exposed by our brave heroes. Only time will tell if they have caught it before it is too late. Without further ado, we return to Avalir and Exandria in tonight’s episode of Critical Role.
We return to exactly where we left off. There will be no skipping forward. The events of this night are all a little bit too critical, a little bit too close together. Important things happen in the span of a single breath here on the eve of The Replenishment. We return now to a small room off the side of the grand banquet hall in the Palazzo Por’co, where Cerrit Agrupnin crouches in a room with a dis-animated scarecrow soaked with champagne, a mutilated dead body covered in carved runes and blood, and a cracked mirror in which you now only see your own reflection. Where do we find our intrepid Sightwarden in this moment having just witnessed the screaming visage of Vespin Chloras?
And, I will clarify in this moment, it is a face you recognize. Easily done at the Hawk’s Nest at the Hall of Eyes, back in Cloudstone. Every senior archmage, anyone in any terrestrial city anywhere on Exandria that you have traveled has their image recorded and their arcane mark written down to be recreated at a Sightwarden’s discretion with a Minor Illusion. So you, earlier today, when you were going into the room had Vespin Chloras’ face animated with illusory magic in front of you to know the man by sight. Although, I cannot say that you recognized him well in the mirror, given that most of the skin of his face had been peeled off.
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