Disturbing Visions

117 days, 388 years since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.

A series of forebodins did strike me today. Here, I have recorded them fer tha future.

Tha first struck me in tha shipyard, while trainin how ta hide n sneak:
A chill courses through you as a fleeting image of a shadowy being with glowing eyes looms before you. The raggedly garbed creature flings itself angrily against a metal gate, moaning with ghostly despair as its efforts are thwarted. The vision soon fades, leaving you only a lingering sensation of dread.

An about fifteen rosaien later in tha empath's guild:
Your head explodes with pain as two blackened eyes flash within your mind, staring deeply into your soul and sending chills coursing through your veins. A misshapen form twists grotesquely, suddenly grabbing for you with a menacing growl. Stepping aside just in time, your vision fades back to normal leaving you with a dark sense of foreboding.