The Great Hurricane

[TheBlackSoul]

In the ocean south of the Wastes, there was a storm brewing. Viewed from space, it could cleary be seen it was a hurricane-but it wasn't a normal hurricane, as such storms go.

This hurricane was from the start a cyclone-it wasn't formed by a group of thunderstorms like most hurricanes. It grew by absorbing any clouds it went through. And there was no calm area in the center of the storm like most hurricanes.

Most who lived by the coast thought it a normal storm that would die after a few weeks after reaching land, in spite of all the diffrences. In fact, Dojodians in general were unconcerned about the storm. But they should have.

For this was no ordinary hurricane-it was fed not by warm air rising, but by mana-which meant that the storm would not die by passing over land, in fact it might grow fiercer if it went over land.

The few Dojodians who did know the fact it was a mana hurricane and not an ordinary hurricane kept the fact to themselves-and made some pretty grim predictions.

And as the storm neared the land, there were many questions that had no answers, the biggest one perhaps being:

What brought about this storm? Is it natural? Or did somebody spark its creation?

((In this RP, you either are preparing for the dark day the hurricane reaches land, trying to warn others about it, or trying to find out how and why it formed, although you aren't limited to just those options.))