The Oh, When last we left our heroes, tasked the Colbolt Ranger, Greco's the Cancu Rogue,

panicked the Tifling Barg, and Borky, the Ork barbarian, set down for tea and crumpets with Sali the Asmar Hartthrob and

Bork the Ork Brocidin Lord of the Broshin.

After milling about the city, Panic decided to be Panic, while the rest of the party fought

some giant wolves or something.

But if you're here to be told the next chapter in the tale of Alavast and the

Unexpected, you have clearly not heard the news.

No longer does the immigrant city of Alavast stand tall in the face of fire giants. No, dear friends, Alavest, Antall, in the face of fire giants.

No, dear friends, travel now to a land ravaged by war, death, and corruption.

The city of Carroll has long stood as a symbol of endurance throughout the lands, having survived two great wars in less than a decade.

The first was the Great Beast Man War.

Warriors of fur and claw poured from the southern mountain ranges and soon began to decimate villages and cities of all kinds.

The wood elves were nearly completely wiped out.

The high elves pristine architecture was burned to the ground.

Ork and dwarven territories destroyed as all manner of creature fled the wrath of the

beastmen and towards the city of Carroll.

With its wall stretching as high as the eye can see none penetrated their defenses.

It was then that it happened.

The ground shook.

The energies of the arcane shifted.

All manner of beast and man, including the entire city of Carol, were teleported to another realm entirely.

After a constant siege upon the city, the Beast men retreated seemingly out of nowhere.

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