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A soft white light illuminated the score of elves and half elves in attendance. The white marble building was open to the night sky. At the entrance stood two pegasus waiting for the mother, father, and elven child at the end of the ceremony. Sulasspryn was quiet this night as if the entire city of over seven thousand people were hushed in reverent silence to the small ceremony within the temple of Sehanine. It is the Year of the Mace and the youngest Drowsbane,Va'Sismo, is being blessed by the elven goddess in the Moonglow Ritual. The High Priestess shown brighter than any other within the temple, almost as if the moon radiated from within her. The small elven boy stood transfixed as the priestess strode up to him and placed a glowing hand on his forehead. She tilted her head back and began to chant just as the entire building violently shuddered. The noise that errupted from the ground was incredible. The entire city was suddenly engulfed in a crushing vortex. It was all falling in upon itself. Va'Sismo heard the High Priestess whisper as he was forcefully grabbed by his father from behind..."Mizzrym". Before he knew it Va'Sismo was upon the back of a pegasus streaming out of the cloud of the city that once was. His mother was behind him holding on tight. Va'Sismo looked out over the Moonsea and then back down at everything he had ever known as it was swallowed by the earth itself.