Legend
You dispatch the orc and rush over to your Brenda and attempt to use your healing powers, but she's too badly wounded and you're not yet powerful enough to call upon greater abilities. She smiles at you and touches your face, as you touch her stomach.
"He would've been a beautiful baby." She says, closes her eyes and then falls into eternal sleep.
You shed a few tears, but mostly you're feeling anger. When you exit your house, the orc raiders have broken off their attack and ran off with whatever they could. This wasn't even an act of conquest, just random senseless violence. Everyone you know has been killed, your parents, your friends, everyone. Your faith has been severely shaken. How could the One True God allow this to happen?
"He would've been a beautiful baby." She says, closes her eyes and then falls into eternal sleep.
You shed a few tears, but mostly you're feeling anger. When you exit your house, the orc raiders have broken off their attack and ran off with whatever they could. This wasn't even an act of conquest, just random senseless violence. Everyone you know has been killed, your parents, your friends, everyone. Your faith has been severely shaken. How could the One True God allow this to happen?