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Carrion birds circle high in the sky above a day-old battlefield, occasionally diving quickly towards the ground. The dead carcasses of all races litter the area, twisted in grotesque arrangements of all sorts, their faces, if they still have heads, contorted in the pain of final death. Body parts have been hacked off and strewn randomly about, and the innards of many bodies leak onto the muddy dirt -- a tasty snack for a vulture.

A charcoal drawing reads:
The True Horror of the Elven-Human War