The Black Press
Word has reached us of the collapse in Eastern Ilshenar.
The Pagan Roma report bearing witness to a great fireball rising up over the southern range, parting the clouds and boiling into the heavens above. Bright as the sun, it echoed with the peal of thunder as the world ruptured below. Beasts of burden, panicked, tore free of their bonds and fled into the night. The ground swelled and buckled beneath them, sending shale and boulders raining down on the encampment below.
You may remember the encampment as the site of the Nocturne Sol Invictus festival last month.
In the aftermath, the heavens lit up with an evil red glow, ashes and embers raining down on the forests and glades of the Isle. All passes are blocked. Wildfires have begun to claim the woodlands to the north and east.
All told, twelve are reported missing or dead.
Contact between Britannia and Ver Lor Reg has ceased. And there is some concern for those trapped within the Stasis Chambers near the presumed site of the explosion.