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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!

Quest What remains

Discussion in 'The Chronicles' started by Raigryn Vayd, Nov 26, 2018.

  1. Kjaran Mak Aodha

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    Kjaran Mak Aodha Well-Known Member

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    Kjaran had seen his share of ruins over the years but nothing on the scale of this. Fallen fortresses, abandoned cities, they'd looked nothing like the ones before them. Cyclopean blocks of stone that seemed to have fused together, through magic or some other wizardry?

    "Don't eat her" he warned the dwarf who took his mare. Placid enough, her disposition suited him. He always felt like horses were planning something. Loosening his shoulders, he half drew his sword from his scabbard, tapping the metal for good luck.

    "Hark" he said, the screeching reaching even his ears. Metal on metal. He wasn't sure who was going to venture further into the ruins first. He had a bad feeling about this.
     
  2. Magnan Smithson

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    Magnan Smithson Undead Knight

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    "Aim for the arm holding the weapon. A lot of enemies you'll encounter are just morons who picked up a weapon and believe they're invincible. They'll swing as hard as they can, and over extend. They..." The ancient knight continued to talk, quietly but with something approaching vigour as he advised the pale Kravosh next to him on the do's and dont's of combat. Granted, the majority of his techniques relied upon a shield, but he knew enough about mages to know the pale man could most likely produce something to the effect of a shield with magic, which was something each of his kind seemed to be abundant in. He himself had never understood the arcane arts, but he was fine with this. Let the mages sit in their towers with their books, he would rather be moving.

    Hours later, when the group stopped within the ancient ruins, Magnan couldn't help but be in awe of the buildings around him. The blacksmith in him couldn't discern anything from the structures in front of him aside from the fact that they were quite amazingly well built, and the lich found himself looking around for something to potentially take home with him to study. If he could replicate the effect, he might be able to have the advantage the next time he found that half-giant. Unfortunately, nothing stood out, but he decided to keep an eye out anyway. It was too valuable a chance to let it go to waste.

    Following behind the man who had hired them like a steel golem, silent and intimidating, Magnan kept an eye out in the direction of the scraping noise, wondering just how dangerous it was going to be.
     
  3. Raigryn Vayd

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    Raigryn picked his way through what might have been a sprawling building once. What was left of the walls joined up in a cross-cross pattern. In a few places they jutted upwards like jagged knives. He couldn't get a sense of what the building might have been but it must have been several stories high. Perhaps as large as one of the buildings that formed the college of Elbion.

    "The sound is coming from close by," he called out. "Spread out but keep line of sight."

    Most of the walls remaining were barely above waist height. Given how tough the stone was, something remarkably powerful must have levelled the city.

    With a wave, he indicated for Fife to stay close. "Some say the mages of the world grew jealous at the new things being made in the Age of Wonders. More power in the hand of any peasant than a trained wizard. They say they leveraged all of their combined might to strike the city down. Others say it was the dangers of experimentation that destroyed the city. No one knows. It was thousands of years ago and barely anything remains of that age," he told his young apprentice.



    Somewhere in these ruins is a trapdoor that is well hidden. The sound comes from below. The door has faded magical seals that have long broken, but some of the physical locks remain. Feel free to find this.
     
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  4. Fife

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    Fife Terrible Thief, Worse Empath

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    She eventually made her way back to the front of the group, though admittedly kept turning back to gawk at the literal goblin who followed after them. A goblin! No amount of accosting from Raigryn could have made her keep her eyes ahead and mind her own business, anxiously looking back at it at irregular intervals.

    Her tutor's focus seemed renewed, but the hard line of his features suggested that there was something amiss. Arriving at the ruins, she couldn't blame him. They had only just arrived and she was ready to leave them, but she and Socks walked beside Raigryn and Dusty as faithfully as always. The wasted lands had been creepy, but the eerie black structures were just uncanny enough to make her uncomfortable in a way she couldn't describe. Raigryn's commentary offered little comfort, even when he remarked that the wasted lands were shrinking, and the metallic screech on the wind had her shaking in her boots.

    Fife slid out of the saddle, handed Socks' reins off to a dwarf, and hustled to catch up to Raigryn's longer strides. He didn't need to tell her to stick close; she was spooked enough and would be easy prey to anything hiding in these ruins, waiting. It didn't make sense that anything could be living here, but it was difficult to tamp down the feeling once it latched onto her. Staying close to Raigryn's side, she clutched the strap of her satchel across her chest, looking around anxiously as he told her more about the ruins.

    The sound of metal on metal came again. She jumped and sucked in a sharp breath, stepping halfway behind Raigryn and pointing toward the sound. Though she could point the way, she certainly wasn't going to be the one to go check it out.

    // Raigryn Vayd //
     
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  5. Belduhr Brighthand

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    #30 Belduhr Brighthand, Dec 8, 2018 at 9:01 PM
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    Having spent the majority of their trip so far boasting to the other dwarves of the exploits of his younger sisters's training, and her ability to due a bit of magic, he had kept a careful eye on the mans son. Or squire, Belduhr hadn't quite kept his attention on the man during introductions. He tagged along to learn of the blight lands, not worry about familial ties. The two of them being the same height made him feel a sort of camaraderie with the lad, as Belduhr's healthy sense of self preservation made him very aware of their surroundings.

    After the goblin discovery, the group of dwarves had kept an eye on the small creature. At least one of them always keeping a careful watch over the little demon. They were wary of it, but as it was, it didn't pose a threat to them by itself. Uneasy jokes about dealing with it in dwarvish were made and Belduhr did his best to tune out the other dwarves.

    Belduhr followed well behind the group as they entered the ruin. He removed a pair of spectacles from a pocket in his mantle and wore them to better examine the walls. The scholarly dwarf clad in a tunic, breeches, a leather and fur mantle, the glasses connected via a small silver chain that wrapped about his head and ran back to the mantle. His cloak bore a hood that was currently up as he stayed close to the human that led the group. The other dwarves were content to stay with the horses, but this was an opportunity to learn what had resided here in the ruins.

    The odd sounds that came from around them made him worry, and he kept himself closer to Fife than to Master Vayd. "The texts I've come across also mention very little pertaining to the Age. Though I have come across many journals that detailed such jealousy, Master Vayd." Belduhr spoke quietly as he kept his spectacles on and looked around them, keeping roughly an arms length between himself and Fife.

    "Young master, you had better be careful. Your father looks like he can handle himself, but you look better at eluding trouble than dealing with it." Belduhr addressed the young man, taking a careful look at the goblin behind them.
     
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  6. Faelin K'Abveirin

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    Faelin K'Abveirin Crossbowman/silver-blacksmith

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    From the wall he moved over the floor. Quite a bit was covered in debree from ages past. After a bit of mulling about.
    -Thump- -thwack-
    He smacked the ground with a walking stick, the dust flying high over the floor.

    »The underground is hollow, suppose it's no 'natural cave', an extension of the building, yes « Faelin spoke out, looking out at the party whilst leaning against the stick.
    »There's probably a way in. And if it's somewhere burried...«
     
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