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by ApplePieistan » Tue Aug 18, 2015 10:13 pm
by Kaidou » Tue Aug 18, 2015 10:35 pm
Everhall wrote:Grovegarden, Kingdom of the West
As Brand and Barius neared the farming town, they began to notice the once snow filled ground be replaced by field upon field. As they drew even closer they saw the main settlement, a array of thirty buildings of varying reason, in the center of town lied a building that stood out, unlike the mostly wooden community, it was a building of Elven Marble, Ashen Manor, before they could get any closer, they were stopped by a guard with the sigil of Ashen on his armor,
"Name? Business?" the guard asked looking at the two
by Everhall » Tue Aug 18, 2015 10:44 pm
Kaidou wrote:Everhall wrote:Grovegarden, Kingdom of the West
As Brand and Barius neared the farming town, they began to notice the once snow filled ground be replaced by field upon field. As they drew even closer they saw the main settlement, a array of thirty buildings of varying reason, in the center of town lied a building that stood out, unlike the mostly wooden community, it was a building of Elven Marble, Ashen Manor, before they could get any closer, they were stopped by a guard with the sigil of Ashen on his armor,
"Name? Business?" the guard asked looking at the two
Waking Brand up, Barius dismounted, walking respectfully but cautiously towards the guard. He held his javelin in a non-aggressive manner.
"My name is Arijens Barius. The boy's name is Goraneus D. Brand. We are trying to find a mage, because he is sick with an illness that doctors can't cure. Please let us through!"
Barius pleaded with the guard, nearly dropping the javelin on the floor. Brand slowly got off the horse, pulling the coat over his shoulders and standing just a few paces behind Barius.
by Kaidou » Tue Aug 18, 2015 10:53 pm
by Everhall » Tue Aug 18, 2015 11:10 pm
Kaidou wrote:"Thank you so much."
Barius turned back, gesturing at Brand to follow him. Taking Asystole's stirrups, the one legged Golden Lion walked through the immaculate streets of Grovegarden, towards that mystical marble house where the mage Viciro Ashen lived.
"This is it, Brand! We're going to heal you! You won't have to kill yourself anymore!"
The boy simply remained silent, continuing his slow walk down the streets towards the Ashen Manor.
Eventually, the three of them reached the manor. It was a magnificent building, carved out of immaculately white marble that glimmered numinously in the sunlight, unmolested by the abnormal snow that had blanketed the rest of the world. Stepping up to the door, Barius knocked on it gently, his stomach churning in excitement and anxiety.
"Mr. Viciro? Are you in? May we ask a favour of you?"
by Kaidou » Tue Aug 18, 2015 11:18 pm
Everhall wrote:The doors to the manor opened, a young elf, probably in his 80s (Kinda young for Elfs) dressed in the grandest apperal for Mages,
"Yes? Whos asking?" the mage asked looking down at Barius and Brand (Elfs are extremely tall)
by Everhall » Tue Aug 18, 2015 11:24 pm
Kaidou wrote:Everhall wrote:The doors to the manor opened, a young elf, probably in his 80s (Kinda young for Elfs) dressed in the grandest apperal for Mages,
"Yes? Whos asking?" the mage asked looking down at Barius and Brand (Elfs are extremely tall)
Barius looked up at the elf, who stood around three heads taller than him. "May we come in?" he asked. "This isn't something we'd want to discuss in public." He looked about him nervously, a few other people around the place looking at the trio curiously.
by Kaidou » Wed Aug 19, 2015 12:12 am
by Everhall » Wed Aug 19, 2015 12:26 am
by Kaidou » Wed Aug 19, 2015 12:33 am
by Everhall » Wed Aug 19, 2015 12:56 am
Kaidou wrote:"Are you able to help me come to terms with what has happened?"
That moment, Brand showed, for the first time, a glimmer of emotion, as a single tear rolled down his cheek. Picking up the coat, the boy draped it back around his shoulders like a cape. "I ask because you're a mage; therefore, you should have something that can at least wipe my memory or dull it a little. If not…" He fiercely wiped the single droplet from his eye and took another stool, before sitting down violently, while still maintaining eye contact with the elf mage.
At the same time, Barius stood up, beckoning to Alyari to come aside just for a moment. "Your brother knew his father?" he asked, rather excitedly and with a trace of perturbation. "Do you know what the man was like?"
by Kaidou » Wed Aug 19, 2015 1:10 am
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Wed Aug 19, 2015 4:36 am
by Cymrea » Wed Aug 19, 2015 7:50 am
Everhall wrote:Alexander Black-Hammer;
Present Time; Northwall Keep
Northwall. The great ancient city of the human race. Like most days within the city, the snow fell hard, elkfolk laborers working hardly to clear it, their overseer watching closely for any disent. Unlike most people from Northwall, Alex didn't harbor any hatred for the Elkfolk or even feel any racism for them, he only judged people on their merit and power, nothing else.
Alexander walked to the Gates of the Keep, which was held high on a hill,
"General Alexander Black-Hammer here to see his liege." the general said to the guards
by Everhall » Wed Aug 19, 2015 1:51 pm
Cymrea wrote:Everhall wrote:Alexander Black-Hammer;
Present Time; Northwall Keep
Northwall. The great ancient city of the human race. Like most days within the city, the snow fell hard, elkfolk laborers working hardly to clear it, their overseer watching closely for any disent. Unlike most people from Northwall, Alex didn't harbor any hatred for the Elkfolk or even feel any racism for them, he only judged people on their merit and power, nothing else.
Alexander walked to the Gates of the Keep, which was held high on a hill,
"General Alexander Black-Hammer here to see his liege." the general said to the guards
The guard recognised General Black-Hammer and allowed him entry to the Keep. An honour escort of four Frostguards fell in step with the general and accompanied him to the Royal Hall.
The Hall was immense, columned, and kept warm with massive hearths blazing with fire. At the far end, upon a high stepped dais, sat King Cambrius. The Winter Throne was of a scale with heroes and great men; Cambrius filled it with his presence if not his stature. On the king's brow rested the Iron Crown of Northwall. Cambrius only wore the crown during these matters of state.
"Welcome home, General Black-Hammer! What news of the vassal South?"
Kaidou wrote:Brand smiled, a twisted, warped smile that did not connote any happiness, only acceptance. He put on his shirt again, hiding the scars, before folding his arms and staring blankly into the hall, his mind wandering to those 11 years that he could not forget. If this elf could not help him… he would…
Somehow, as Brand looked over at his one legged companion conversing with the armoured elf standing at the other side, he could not bring himself to say any more about his suicide plan. For months, he had brooded over it, about how he would plant explosives all over the biggest city in Westgrove and blow himself (and the citizens of said city) up. He had all the details planned. He had even learned how to make explosives. And yet… there was no longer an urge to do it…
This one legged man with the javelin had showered upon him something that his biological father had repeatedly failed to give. This one legged man had treated him like a son, like family.
There was just no more urge to end his life. Though the horrific flashbacks continuously followed him everywhere like a swarm of hornets ready to sting, he just could not bring himself to run away, to plant the bombs, to end his life…
---
Barius nodded as the armoured elf briefly explained Hari the Sorcerer. As far as he remembered, being banished from the College was a punishment only meted out to severe offenders. He could only imagine what a madman like this Hari would have done to the
poor boy…
by Kaidou » Wed Aug 19, 2015 5:20 pm
Everhall wrote:"Okay lets see... Destruction... Summoing.... ah illusion! Okay lets see.... how long has Hari been... uh..." Viciro asked taking a books from the self
by Everhall » Wed Aug 19, 2015 5:49 pm
Kaidou wrote:Everhall wrote:"Okay lets see... Destruction... Summoing.... ah illusion! Okay lets see.... how long has Hari been... uh..." Viciro asked taking a books from the self
Brand looked up at the elf, his facial expression betraying none of his emotions or lack thereof. "11 years and 4 months", he said. Despite not showing it, he was actually somewhat excited at the prospect of this elf being able to wipe his memory, or at least bury it beneath something.
Barius hobbled over to where the boy and the mage were, standing next to the tall elf.
by Kaidou » Thu Aug 20, 2015 2:18 am
by Greystone Forest » Thu Aug 20, 2015 2:42 am
Greystone Forest wrote:Amergin drew in a deep breath and could smell the sea though they were yet miles away. It was chilly, but not like the north. The deep forests of the south were almost always in a temperate climate. He looked around the settlement with an exacting eye. He was pleased that the scouts had found some ancient mounds, mounds that had not been plundered by the forest wraiths.
"My lord Amergin, what thinkest thou? Thou hast been brooding all through this trip." Amergin looked up to see the Lady Tlactha walking towards him.
"Greetings, my lady. A bit chilly for that thin garb of yours, eh?" She knew it wasn't the material of her robe that interested him, but her barely-seen body beneath it.
Without speaking, she drew a flask from her belt and popped the cork. "Perhaps a draught wouldst change thy mood?"
Amergin took hold of the flask, knowing that the home-brew of the Druid Queen would undoubtedly change his mood, powerful stuff as it was. He took the smallest sip and instantly felt new life and vigor flowing into him. With a sparkle in his eye, he said, "A bit stronger than usual, even for you, my Lady."
Tlactha smiled, something that completely unnerved Amergin. "Big plans, m'lord, require big drink, no?"
A scout came running into the glen. "My Lord Amergin, a band of roughs have been spotted a mile from here. Could be Pér Loisel and his clan."
"Call the guards to me. I'll go out myself and see what this bastard wants." Myrddin Amergin, High Druid of the Warriors of the Forest, stood to his full height and checked his weapons. Long sword, battle-knife, and shield were at the ready. Twelve of his warriors ran up and he said to the scout, "Lead us to the place you saw the roughs." Turning to his men, he said, "Keep your eyes open. If it is indeed Loisel, we can expect treachery."
They moved as one, single file through the deep brush into the quiet of the forest.....
by Cymrea » Thu Aug 20, 2015 3:54 am
Everhall wrote:"The Southern Holdings are overall fine, but some remain restless my King." Alexander bowed before Cambrius III,
"I believe you called my here for a reason?"
by Everhall » Thu Aug 20, 2015 5:31 am
Cymrea wrote:Everhall wrote:"The Southern Holdings are overall fine, but some remain restless my King." Alexander bowed before Cambrius III,
"I believe you called my here for a reason?"
Cambrius nodded. "I did indeed." He stood from his throne and descended the steps. "Walk with me, General."
King and warlord strode side by side, now flanked and trailed by a total of eight Frostguards. Cambrius led the procession on a tour of the courtyard. "While I would otherwise prefer you to remain at Southfall and oversee the occupation, I have an even more important task for you. Lord Brego can't do too much harm there in your absence, but the advantage you could bring to Northfall greatly overshadows any potential folly at my brother's hand."
Black-Hammer's eyebrow quirked in curiosity, but he held his tongue.
Cambrius smiled at his general's discipline. "I need you to act as my emissary to Eastmarch. With Southfall in our possession, an alliance with the dwarves could cement our supremacy. Westgrove won't dare to challenge us, even if the elves were inclined to do so, regardless. And if we can treat with them for a pact of non-aggression, then there will be nothing in Northfall's path."
The king stopped and turned to face Black-Hammer fully, training his intense gaze on his right-hand man. "I can trust you to act and speak on my behalf, yes?"
by Kaidou » Thu Aug 20, 2015 7:32 am
by Cymrea » Thu Aug 20, 2015 7:41 am
Everhall wrote:"Yes my King," Alexander saluted, "I will depart immediatly. Now, about Eastmarch, what exactly do you want me to propose other than the Alliance?"
by Everhall » Thu Aug 20, 2015 8:15 am
by Cymrea » Thu Aug 20, 2015 8:29 am
Everhall wrote:"Just one your grace," Alexander responded rising again, "Why have you chosen me for such mission, I'm not really the diplomatic type."
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