The retaking of Eolas: The last straw

The dew glistened from the nights down pour of rain. It was early morning as the Maestro and his companions traveled to another port to discuss the increase in drow raids. He was half way through his journey when he spotted smoke rising into the clouds, intrigued he lead his men closer. What stood before him struck his heart like an arrow. The house had been ransack and its inhabitants slain. The house was charred but the heavy rain of the night had stopped the flames from spreading. The head on the pole stared at him in horror, a trademark symbol of the drows presence. This was the final straw for the Maestro, he would make the drow pay for all the havoc the had wrecked in Eolas. He had already made up his mind without counsel.

 

This meant war.

 

Yeah, could have done better with the house but I wanted to start on a really cool cbc idea :p Really like the landscape and love the change from grass to under growth. This is the second installment to The retaking of Eolas saga. I will post a link to the eb page in comments and hope you enjoy :D

 

sorry about image quality

Done