<div align="center">(http://s10.postimg.org/o6c1fc6dl/132990987587.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Day 7</strong> (http://youtu.be/RV0-3VMY9vg)</span><br/><br/>On a windy day in Autumn, fourteen set out to go into a place where few have ever ventured since the calamities began. They were going into Great Forest, where demons and spirits and monsters have laid for hundreds and hundreds of years, warped by their long exposure to the Blight. The ruins of those civilizations within have remained unseen under leaf and vine for generations. The Blight spreads out from the forest like a cancer, corrupting everything it touches. Soil and plant rot while the beasts that graze upon them are left to mutilation.<br/><br/>The Adramelechim war amongst themselves, boasting of how many human and tiefling cattle they can maintain from one another's envious clutches... those infernal fiends have allowed their freer prey to amusingly sprawl across the land, huddling together in fear and horror. Lesser demons, more bestial and savage than their high kin, roam the land to sate their bloodlust and ravenous debauchery. Their corpses litter the land, a defiant cry from the survivors that they are not yet completely annihilated.<br/><br/>Undead roam, most of those still with their wits have become exiles and hermits awaiting the eventual end of their sanity. Some lay down and never get up, catatonic and undying. They lay as gravestones to themselves across the land.<br/><br/>But more then the fiends or the undead, the disease, the infertility, the dimming of the sun- none so imperils the world as Blight. It eats away at the earth, spreading to the far corners of the land tainting all life. It is the end of all things, the one thing known to all men and women- that Blight will one day cover all the world.<br/><br/>One day, King Daedius of Victario found a flower, unblighted. It was a single pedal, blowing in from the window of his half-ruined castle, landing just upon his hand. He called for his diviners, and using what little magic they had left, they determined that it came from Great Forest- the very heart of the Blight. Rumors of his last great ambition have spread across the land over the years. Some said he was mad, to go into that forbidden place where none have returned from. Now, in the twilight of his life, he has embarked upon this one last ditch expedition into Great Forest... to discover the true nature of Blight.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The end of Great Forest has never been completely defined. Forests dot the land all over, once a place so verdant and full of life. But those times have been forgotten. The plains of Loth Carnon fade into the wood so seamlessly as it devours mountain and city and river without relent. Here, the expedition stopped just at its precipice...<br/><br/>Golgorath had been built centuries ago, a towering citadel that was the seat of one of the six kingdoms of Loth Carnon. Now it was ruined, half consumed by the ever encroaching darkness and blight. It was saddled on the edge of a canyon, where a great stone bridge, a mile across led the way to the East. But now the forest had come so far, crawling down the valley and climbing up the walls to consume the ruins. This was how it was described, at least. They stopped in what was presumably the Golgorathan king's high keep and the debris and overgrowth had concealed much of the rest of the city from them, including the mythic bridge across the canyon that led to Great Forest.<br/><br/>"Here's as good a place to stop as any." King Daedius declared. He was an old man, his beard short and patchy like handfuls of it had been pulled away. He led his own horse, forbidding any squire to come with him. The King wore the remnants of an age long gone, dented and cut armor replaced with newer pieces underneath a heavy dark red cloak. Much of his attire was in blacks or grey, though it seemed like it would have once been red or white.<br/><br/>"Very good, my lord." Vaelor said, never too far from the king's side.<br/><br/>"We have a few hours." Daedius softly said, turning back to the group, "Don't go very far... and stay together. We've only just begun."