Behind the scenes of today’s March 23, 2017 shoot for Episode 4.20, which took place at Pribyls Beach, Glen Cove, Long Island.
(I know someone is going to ask so NO I don’t think the mustang has anything to do with Tom based on other info I have that is the subject of a separate post I am working on…..) but the car is part of the shoot.
The beaches of St Ives in Cornwall, UK. From top to bottom: Porthminster, Porthgwidden, Bamaluz and Porthmeor. ‘Porth’ means bay, port or harbour in Cornish. The etymology of the name Bamaluz seems to be somewhat of a mystery.
It was the dead of night when the Serpent’s Kiss sailed off the coast of Westfall, it’s new defensive spell of mist and dreams hiding it even further than the natural fog rolling off the sea, and Lucierin found the abandoned cove within the Deadmines to anchor it.
It did attract some attention, murlocs had taken over in the absence of Van Cleef’s gang of miscreants, information Lucierin knew already, and Rubiaura and Teera were ready with a plan of their own.
Teera appealed to the murlocs, asking them politely for their aid, and generally ushering them away from the ship.
Rubiaura just mind controlled them.
The first point of attack was to waylay the carriages coming to the Lady’s estate for the party. Vel had even been kind enough to include how many were traveling by that route and what guards they would have.
A well placed smoke bomb halted the horses enough for Lucierin’s crew to unload the carriages, leave the nobles tied and gagged, and wondering what had happened… thanks to her feathers, they saw nothing, remembered even less.
Rubiaura commanded her murlocs into the coaches, Teera gently coached them in, and Zelus and Lucierin jumped to steer the horses towards the party, both jumping off as they gathered the horses to a full gallop, the carriages dangerously careening behind them.
As expected, they quite literally crashed into the front gate and the murlocs started to pour from the coaches, invading the party as chaos ensued. Teera and Zelus were in charge of crowd control, and they did their job well, Lucierin trusted their judgement there, and she and Rubiaura went to the Lady that had double crossed them for cows.
Half her crew was dead because of this woman.
She had something special for her.
And when the Lady was on the ground, black veins slowly overtaking her body as her muscles spasmed and nerves burned with a cold fire, Lucierin snatched her fan and gave it to Rubiaura, who smiled from behind it, then gave a little kick to the noblewoman before both walked away.
It was time to get paid.
There was plenty of treasure on this estate, and plenty of dragonhawks, the latter to be sent to Vel for payment for the information, the former split between her crew and Sunspire Port.
Rubiaura found something strange though, a black obelisk of sorts, that seemed to hum…
Lucierin decided it was best they take it, then go find an expert. She sent Teera and the crew back to the ship before taking care of one last piece of business.
She took out the feather that had absorbed the shadows from Darnath a few weeks earlier, opening the silk-lined case she had kept it in, and then just dropped it to the ground, turning to phoenix and grabbing the last crew member still there, Rubiaura, and then flying away as black flames overtook the estate.
By morning, nothing would be left but dark embers.
After all, the Serpent’s Kiss was just a nightmare. Nothing to be afraid of during the waking hours.
Located in the northwest corner of Lake Superior Isle Royale National Park in Michigan is the place to go for solitude. The park is an island of roadless backcountry reachable only by boat or seaplane – making it the least visited national park in the lower 48 states. Photographer Carl TerHaar captured this moonrise from Pickerel Cove, one of the islands’ campgrounds that consists of a narrow ridge accessible by small boat. Full moon photo courtesy of Carl TerHaar.