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There are tales of ghouls and the dead rising along the Eastern Allir Reaches. The Templar chapter based of Allria has gone to investigate the matter... and perhaps bring to an end to whoever is at the root of this evil...

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A necromancer seems to be ravaging the Eastern Allir Reaches(near the spine). Some of the Templars are trying to stop him/her. Feel free to join in as a survivor, a passerby, maybe the necromancers servant!

Chronicles Mud and Snow

Discussion in 'The Chronicles' started by Kaelen Silverblood, Dec 6, 2018 at 4:21 PM.

  1. Kaelen Silverblood

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    How did Kaelen find himself in his current problem of several blight orc ships chasing down the scout vessel he was on out in the Blight Sea? The lose of his father and following transition of the family seat had taken a toll on him mentally and emotionally. It took the most toll of any single event in his entire life, and that was including the battles he had fought. His first instinct had been to jump right back into his duties to his family, land, and high king. That didn't go so well as he couldn't get the real rest he needed. So instead he had taken a leave from his previous duties and boarded a scouting vessel on a mission to see what lands were east of the Storm Isles as a consultant if they ran into any problems. Needless to say, it didn't go well once they hit the Blighted Sea.

    For several days or perhaps a couple of weeks now the blight orcs had been chasing them. Evasion worked previously, but their relentless pursuit had everyone exhausted. No quarter or chance to breath had been given and supplies were low. It was the worst case scenario. The only good news had been they wanted to raid them rather than sink them, so they just needed to avoid losing their means of travel and boarding actions.

    Kaelen kept watch on the orc ships with a sour look on his face. Was it a trial from the gods that this was happening or just terrible luck? Why were these orcs so focused on their ship as well? It didn't make sense to him. This was definitely not the usual actions of pirates or naval vessels. Perhaps something more was going on than he was aware of.

    He didn't have time to give it much more thought though before fireballs came flying from the blight orc ships. They had finally decided to just sink the ship. Kaelen cursed and yelled out a warning. The crew began to scramble as orders were barked. Everyone was moving as swiftly as they could but the lack of rest had left them sluggish. One of the balls completely missed them off to the side and one landed right next to the ship causing cold sea water to cover everyone on deck. The third ship didn't miss and struck the ship's side. Some of the wood caught fire but the real problem was it tore a hole into the hull near sea level. The ocean began to flood inside. The ship was doomed.

    Everyone was scrambling to get to the boats. Kaelen made his way there as well, but remained until the very last one along with the captain. More balls of fire rained down around them causing chaos. They tried to stay together, but it didn't work. Waves pushed them all apart. One of the worst hit was Kaelen's boat which began to drift far away. Their misfortune did not stop there as a fireball managed to hit their boat....

    Kaelen wasn't sure what happened after that. It was all a blur in his mind. All he knew was that he awoke an unknowing amount of time later somehow hanging onto a piece of debris. No one else was around him. It was just him, the chilling sea, and an ever closing strip of beach. Large waves crashed into the sand and rocks making escape difficult. When his time to try had come he had to muster all of his will to fight through the push and pull of the ocean.

    Step after step carried Kaelen further up the beach until sand and stone turned into half frozen mud mixed with half thawed snow. He marched through the slush until he found a half sheltering outcropping of rocks. With a heavy thud he fell onto his side with his back to the wall. He was wearing a practical suit of armor that mixed mobility and defense together as much as possible with leather, fur, and cloth designed for the cold climate. A thick, heavy cloak was wrapped around him in the blue and gray of his house. It should have warmed him, but after floating in the ocean it was just speeding up his death to the cold. Slowly and with great effort he drew the Mystmarch rune for "warmth" onto the front of his breastplate using a near by stone. It was temporary and the only thing he could do. As the magic in it took effect and warmed up his clothing and body, Kaelen lost consciousness.

    Lost and alone. Kaelen was now in the southern Eretejva Tundra.

    Sannoru Sigrith
     
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  2. Sannoru

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    #2 Sannoru, Dec 6, 2018 at 6:49 PM
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    Sannoru looked fuller, less bony and had since rubbed off some of the earthy smell off the Withereach nordenfiir; nearly replacing San's native sweet scent.
    But a new coat is still just a new coat, the flesh within was all the same. Thus their attitude about this land was all but mundane or normal. Namely it was at the same time shocking yet unbinding, this freedom of movement San now had.
    This frigid air was welcoming, and with it Eretejva was intriguing... if not a bit purifying.

    Perhaps a well justified excuse for a girls day out. Sannoru had joined Sigrith in one of her many excursions, they themselves curious about what the land had to offer.


    ...


    Sigrith told of a whiff she cought: a salty man.
    Sannoru would allways be apprehensive to others, but without a word, the dark elf would put in effort to try spot the supposed man the she-wolf scented.

    Reaching down the stony coastline, something shattered the dark elf's doubt.

    There were some things unseen to most races. Perhaps comparable to how Sannoru felt anosmic around their newly gained nordenfiir company. There were lights too subtle for most to see, but Sannoru could discern the subtelity too well, the radiating, to most invisile light from a fireless heat source that should not be there among the rocks.
    »There, behind the rocks.«
    Sannoru pointed as they spoke common Eretejvan.
     
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    Very little escaped the nose of Sigrith Duvstrih. Having wandered the lands of southern Eretejva for the last several years, she'd come to be quite familiar with the scent of beached whales and men. These frozen waters were unforgiveable on their own, those who tread them in their great ships even less so. The black wolf followed at an easy pace after the swift little pup - her new charge while Vand turned his attention to his new Jornhood.

    She wasn't want for company most days, but she found the pup to be agile and a fast learner. Sigrith made no outright attempt to teach her of the lands, but San was attentive and bright. She learned by watching and following and asking questions when necessary. It was probably better this way - keeping the elf away from Withereach. Borvenir's Guard had come to call already and Sigi made certain they were scarce when they did. The new regime had no liking for humans or elves or Nordens or anything much else other than their bearkin.

    So it was with a great deal of luck for Kaelen Silverblood that they should happen upon his body and not a detachment of Royal Scouts.

    "Stay here," the black wolf said to her charge as she joined her at an outcropping overlooking the shore. Hackles gently flaring, she pressed forward across the stones, following the scent on the air to the body curled beneath the overhang. Dichromatic eyes searched the figure, noting the gleam of armor peaking out from beneath the cloak. No small wonder he'd survived at all with all that metal - should have sunk to the bottom of the sea like a boulder.

    He was still breathing, that much she could ascertain by the gentle rise and fall of his resting figure. Bad idea: sleeping in the winter air with wet clothing.

    The wolf took several steps away to give herself plenty of space and began digging in the sand, sending it flying backwards at the sleeping man's face.
     
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    The low thud of thunder boomed in some far off place. An ethereal barrier seemed to keep it at bay. Kaelen found himself surrounded by something, something intimately familiar. It was clear and cloudy. It was solid and fluid. It allowed life to flourish and smothered it to extinction. It was water. It embraced him fully and could not breath. Yet he did not need to. A figure in flowing clothes ever shifting around them seemed to be approaching him. It was female. It was clearly female. She was feminine perfection ever changing to suit his tastes and desires. Her arms were held out wide. She wished to embrace him as the water did. She was already embracing him. What was this place? Who was she? Arms and bosom and entirety engulfed him. Softly she whispered in his ear, "Awaken~"

    Kaelen's eyes slowly opened as sand pelted his face. With a struggle his arm slide up to protect it as a pained, exhausted groan left from deep within. How long had he been out for? The rune's magic was nearly spent, but he felt warm. Not perfectly so but enough he wasn't about to freeze. His was still as wet as he was when he left the waters. How could that be? The rune would keep the frost away but it would not stop him from drying. Had he woken immediately back up?

    His silvery grays looked toward the direction the sand was coming from. A big black wolf as large if not larger than a person was the one assaulting him. Was he to be scavenged? Yes. There was no other reason for the beast to be here. Everything took his full effort to do right now. Even breathing, the most instinctive of needs, was sluggish and labored. If it was his fate to die here then he had no will to fight it. Better the release of death then the apathetic numbness that had gripped his body right now.

    With some effort Kaelen said in a hushed and hoarse voice, "Eat me or leave. I do not care. Just please stop with the digging...." He went back to laying there.

    Sigrith Sannoru
     
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    San remained on the outcropping as Sigrith passed to deal with the man. From here the elf still had a good enough view over the body.
    Standing still and tall, the brief wind rustled their long dusty robe aside.
    The body was soaking wet, clad in armour. And the environment alone would do it's due in freezing a body to a corpse.
    But it was not so...why?
    With armour and clothed in water retaining wear. Under these conditions, a bad combination.

    After a second look, Sannoru identified the source of the subtle light they saw...A weird squiggle, a ...rune? Something that produced heat for the man.
    What a primitive mage, san thought to themselves.




    »So...He's alive, kind of« they spoke out quietly while shaking their head after the body spoke.
     
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    A snarl was the wolf's reply to the feeble demand of what would soon be a dying man. Rune magic drained energy of the caster and if he thought he was going to keep himself warm by draining his own energy, he had another thing coming. The only thing that was going to keep him warm was a fire and getting out of those wet rags.

    The flying sand stopped but the wolf had other ideas.

    There was a Norden settlement a day's walk north from here. If he was going to live then that was where he needed to go but it seemed he needed a little encouragement.

    Black paws stalked across loose stones, sand, and mud leaving prints that rivaled the size of the man's own hand.

    "Your rune is dying and so are you," growled the shewolf as she seized the man by the leg and heaved his body across the dirt, out from under the outcropping. Sannoru would be in full line of sight now as she continued to drag the soggy knight, pausing just long enough to bark new orders.

    "Go back to the cover of the trees, Kulaen, get a fire going. We make camp there for the night."

    Kulaen, a Nordenfiiri word she'd taken to calling San but not bothered to define it.

    Her gaze of northern lights shifted back to the man in whatever state he may have been after being dragged from his spot, "Walk or be dragged."
     
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    #7 Sannoru, Dec 8, 2018 at 5:36 AM
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    San gazed past the outcropping, streching lightly beyond the edge, the man was well in view now.
    But looking can come later.


    »Ai,« Sanno spoke, nodding their head after Sigrith, leaving within the blink of an eye.
    Only a bur on their spot as it trailed from the rocky outcropping towards the forest edge.


    The Dark elf stopped upon a well-sheltered location that lay nearby. The trees were tall, and the location was along an earthen depression. A suitable shelter against the coastline wind. The man was in luck to land here and not on the eastern shore, the wind from Fjirstaf was particularly hazardous.

    But the south was a soggy mess in itself. It took good time to find suitably dry wood, but the trees were blessed with tinder on the spot: beardy lichen.

    Sanno cleared the area and lined it with stone and wood, but all would not be as easy as this.
    »Ki-yo-shimaka,« hissed the dark elf as the tinder went out before being able to spread to the wood.
    »Ki kiraase...« The elf sighed as they prepared the second batch of tinder, this time the heat from the previous attempt did well and the lichen went ablaze quickly, spreading over the wood.

    Sanno backed off, standing over the fire for a moment to make sure it won't go out.
    The dark elf then left to gather more wood. They'll find the spot quickly enough.
     
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    Voices graced Kaelen's ears. The wolf could speak. If this was Mystmarch he would assume it was just one of the beast folk playing a trick by being on all fours or a spirit in the form of a man sized wolf. This wasn't home and he had learned the wider world was rarely like it. Guess that meant giant talking wolves were a thing.

    The wolf was right about something though. Kaelen needed to end his rune soon or it might drain the last of what energy he had left. A shift of his hands and he idly wiped the rune mark away. The magic warmth faded as quickly as it did and the chill of the tundra rushed back in. He felt like he was in the northern Storm Isles right now.

    Without any pause or warning the wolf had Kaelen by the leg and was dragging him away. Looked like it was time for him to be eaten. Joy. This went on for a bit and brought back memories of battle. He had been on both sides when it came to dragging an injured brother to safety. Pleasant times those. The numbness from before was slowly fading away making him realize how much his body ached from all the intense work it had gone through to get him out of the rough waters and up the beach. Every muscle screamed. But it was beginning to fade as well with the chill threatening to freeze his wet body solid.

    Some orders were barked, hah, to another by the wolf. This caused Kaelen to find himself free. As much as he had enjoyed being dragged he decided he needed to use his own two legs here. Or at least see if he could still use his own two legs. He began to push himself up off of the ground. It didn't push back like usual and let him sink in. That wasn't great. It took more effort than he liked, but he got himself up finally. It was shaky from numbness but he could stand. He took a step and felt like a toddler. Then he took another. Slowly but surely he headed toward the outcropping of trees that the other seemed to be at.

    Sannoru Sigrith
     
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