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AlkarRahn
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posted April 21, 2018 03:06 PM |
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- Sounds great! I am looking forward to it. Not that this isn't great too. It is pretty well invisible armor! Now, weren't you going to bind a spirit yourself?
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted April 21, 2018 09:06 PM |
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- I guess binding another earth spirit will have to wait, I gave you my last totem. And binding an air spirit needs greater preparation, and a certain day, when the winds are strong. - Serta said. - Let's go back to camp - She said after she wiped the lines of the summoning circle.
The next day, the march resumed. Domerth had given the plan to his officers. It was a simple siege operation, with a bombardment involved. The cannoneers had hauled few of the larger caliber cannons, which would be used to siege the fort. The other forces were to kill off any attackers that will come from the coven itself.
As the night neared, the Brotherhood reached it's target. Cannons were set up, and first shots were fired upon the fort.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
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posted April 22, 2018 12:15 PM |
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"Marvelous, now my ears are ringing." Federigo had the bad luck of walking near the cannons the moment they started firing, he was taken aback by the noise and needed some minutes to compose himself.
He sighed, he wasn't in the mood for combat that night yet he had to aid in repelling any sally forth of the enemy. He reclutantly got in his armour, and prepared himself for new orders.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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AlkarRahn
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posted April 22, 2018 03:18 PM |
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- Hmm. I am pretty sure I can make some of these totems. Mother made the arts another focus of mine after I summoned that boulder upon the dining room table. Sure, I was only trying to... Well, that doesn't matter now. In any case, I think I can make some of these. I wonder if it is only wood that can be crafted. - Orryth had been studying his new totem for the last hour or so in his tent. He had totally lost track of time until the first cannon fired. - I also wonder if this Earth Spirit can hurl clumps of rock that far... - Orryth put the totem away and exited his tent.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted April 24, 2018 10:49 AM |
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It wasn't long before the besieged retaliated. A swarm of cult novices wielding mostly repurposed farm tools charged the Brotherhood's positions, only to be repelled by musket and bow fire. though appeared weak, when in large numbers, they posed quite a threat, due to their relentlessness and sheer fanaticism. And such, those that survived the initial volleys, charged at the ranks of the Sword-Brethren.
Mumbling something in void tongue they attacked the Sword-Brethren with their makeshift war scythes. The skirmish, although brutal, was very short, as the weapons of the cultists were no match to the armor of the Sword-Brethren, and although some of them were injured, there were no fatalities.
Domerth aided in repelling the attack. He rested his blades for a brief moment, as he knew, that the attack wasn't over yet.
The Cannonners were loading up the few large caliber cannon for another volley. There were seven in total. These particular cannon was loaded with gnomish invented exploding shot, designed specifically for besieging fortifications. The prior volley had damaged the tall and lean lookout tower of the fort by it's gatehouse, collapsing it onto the fort itself. The fortification was a motte-and-bailey type, and a rather large one at that. The next volley targeted the keep of the fort.
As the cannonneers unleashed fire, another wave of cultists, this time accompanied by void hounds and some Khazrgors emerged and charged the positions of the Brotherhood.
there was no finesse in their strategy, just a simple overpowering tactic. The void hounds seemed to be tamed, as usually they would attack anyone within the vicinity, but this time they rushed towards the Brotherhood.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
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posted April 26, 2018 05:56 PM |
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Edited by Neraus at 16:21, 27 Apr 2018.
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-Unleash the traps!- Federigo shouted, oblivious to the fact that he didn't set them up. When he saw the others looking at him bewildered he stomped the ground and shouted: -Woe is me!- he took a spear lying next to him and planted it on the ground, then rushed to his cart to retrieve some spring traps. He managed to only put some of them before the next wave of dogs arrived, his effort was almost wasted, since he couldn't cover a sufficient area without impeding the movement of the rest of the men at arms.
He started shooting at the Emerdinian taskmasters, hoping that by killing them the dogs would go berserk among the enemy lines.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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AlkarRahn
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posted April 27, 2018 01:44 PM |
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Orryth's idea of the Earth Spirit imitating the cannons turned out well. Sure, the globs of Earth didn't strike quite as hard as the powder-enhanced cannon fire, but the spirit was able to launch its attacks far more frequently, not having to worry about anyone loading it. With the incoming retaliation force including the voidhounds, Orryth willed the Earth Spirit to change its target to them. The spirit happily complied, sending a voidhound flying several feet back after getting a face full of rock.
- Ha! Well done there!
Orryth stepped up, readying himself for the enemy's arrival. Though, he was sure it would be thinned a little more before they got within his striking range. Using that time he started a chant.By the time he finished, one of the voidhounds had reached him. It lunged, and he shifted out of the way, sending his pickaxe into the creature's neck. The creature still stood after that, but it was dripping something from the wound. Not just its blood, but something a lot more....watery. The element that accompanied his current enchantment seem to be water. Not what he was going for, and he wasn't sure of what use it would be here. It didn't matter, however, as the main focus of the enchantment was a success. He stepped up to the voidhound and finished it off with a blow to the head. Turning around, it seemed the rest of the cultists that survived were here. The Earth Spirit was willed into melee with them, which it followed such an order with a heavy punch into the chest of one that happened to be close by.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted April 27, 2018 09:59 PM |
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the houndmaster that Frederigo aimed at, suffered a few hits, and the smell of fresh blood attracted he void hounds to attack him instead. the houndmaster was being eaten alive by the voidspawn.
Domerth faced a Khazrgor. The beastman was a tad larger than the ones the Company's expedition faced in The Blackness, but just as fierce of an oponent if not more. The beastman that Domerth fought wielded a rough forged cleaver, making him a very dangerous oponent. this particular Khazrgor had three pairs of spiraling horns on his head, and had plenty of scars on his body. Domerth assumed that this was a chieftain of this goatman tribe, as the number of horns was very important amongst the Khazrgor civilisation, if you can call it that. In one of Halfman's lectures regarding the forces of the cult, the wizard talked about the goatmen tribes of Bonswada. In them, he noted that these beastmen venerated their kinsmen who were born with two and more pairs of horns, with four being the maximum. These Horned Ones, as they were reffered to, held the top position in the primitive, tribal Khazrgor society, from chieftains to medicine men.
Domerth parried the incoming attack, and readied a retaliation. The beastman's weapon was the main concern. The cleaver was large and gave the barely armored beastman a good amount of reach.
And while Orryth used his newly aquired spirit as a living siege engine, Serta summoned her Water Elemental to aid her. The water spirit seemed temperamental. It conjured ice spikes and hurled them towards the cultists. Serta also conjured some of the green energy balls to revitalize some of the more weary Sword-Brethren.
It took a lot of effort, but Domerth defeated the six horned Khazrgor in combat, by slicing his gut open when the beastman raised his massive cleaver for an attack.
The cultist force started to dwindle, and Domerth Ordered to push forward, towards the fort.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
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posted April 28, 2018 05:26 PM |
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Edited by Neraus at 21:22, 30 Apr 2018.
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-Aha! They still haven't figured out domestication!-
He tried to make fun of the Emerdinians for their lack of grasp of void magic, but he himself wouldn't be able to figure out a way to fully bind a void hound to his will. While he gathered some information on these beasts he knew that experimenting with void magic would surely bring an axe to his head so he refrained from going further.
Federigo saw Domerth clashing with the Khrazgor, when he saw the head of the beast he shouted: -That's not fair! How come that gets to have three pairs of horns!?- he started to walk towards the beast and aid the commander, but when he saw him fell the beast he returned to fending off the waves of Emerdinian troopers that came towards his side.
He tried to keep out of melee, as he feared having another moment of blind rage. Luckily only few were able to get too close.
As the other troops were advancing he kept himself in the back, giving only some ranged support.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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JoonasTo
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What if Elvin was female?
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posted April 29, 2018 12:48 AM |
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Edited by JoonasTo at 00:50, 29 Apr 2018.
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"So what were the orders this time?", Gar asked quietly in the dark.
"Observe them further and report anything unusual happening.", Jacob lying next to him smirked.
"Can always trust the captain to take orders to heart. I bet she didn't even say anything this time since were technically still adhering to orders."
After crawling over the field they had scaled the wall the last night. As in most forts, so in this one was there a chapel to the gods. They had been hiding in the attic since then. The cannons roared and they could hear them striking the keep this time. Jade rose and the others followed. They couldn't afford to wait any longer, according to the adepts the summoning would be done soon. They would have to deal with all the enemies left in the fort. She dropped silently to the floor below and scanned the outside from the windows. Most of the lower level cultists seemed to be gone. Good. This still left all the higher level warlocks. The two dryads and the rangers took positions on the windows. Jade her own bow alongside them and they let loose their arrows on the summoning warlocks. The arrows descended. And then shattered to splinters just a few feet away from the mages. A magical barrier.
"The smithy on the right!", a mage in the platoon shouted. Without wasting any time Jade dropped her bow and sprinted with the rest of her unit behind her towards the building where the protection circle was being projected from. As she was running a bolt of fire flew above her and straight into the smithy. A flash of red and blue followed by a cloud of smoke. Jade glanced back.
"There's two of them in there! The other one is still holding up the barrier!", the other mage shouted. By now the enemy had started to get a grasp on the situation and dozens of cultists were converging on them cutting them off from the smithy. Most of them seemed to be armed with makeshift weapons but two of them staid behind and launched magical attacks of their own. Jade lunged instinctively to the left and not a moment too soon. The smell of lightning filled the air followed by a crackling thunder. The cloak following behind her died on his feet with his hair and clothes catching on fire as his body fell to the ground. The two dryads had already let loose arrows form their bows followed by the rangers. At the same time their mages chanted a quick spell and as the arrows shattered against the magical shields of the mages two large icicles formed above their heads and dropped down. The younger mage was too slow and his the icicle went straight through his skull and shattered as he fell to the ground. Dead. With the enemy mages now occupied on defending themselves the rest of the platoon charged freely at the cultists. Jade braced her spear as she ran it through a man's neck without stopping and cracked another man's skull with the butt end with the tip still stuck in the first one. She let go of the spear and grasped her arms before throwing them outwards. Her two daggers cut through the air and swept at the cultists, one man clasped his throat while another lifted up his weapon to block. The line simply bent and the dagger penetrated into his neck. Before the man had a chance realise what was happening Jade wrenched the dagger out and what followed was a clear shower of blood that sprayed her as she ran by. The men following behind her quickly widened the gap and they punched through without slowing down. Only two cultists had managed to make it to defend the smithy itself. They were dealt with swiftly and as they fell Jade lifted up the smaller one and threw him in covering her entrance. A decisive lack of offensive action followed. Indeed, one of the mages inside had been caught under the body. Jade turned to attack the other one but a huge low growl shook the earth throwing her off balance. She stumbled and her daggers missed their mark, the tips penetrating into the wall behind the mage. She screamed at the top of her lungs:
"SHOOT THE CIRCLE!!", as she leaped at the mage upholding the barrier.
The mage broke his spell and tried to punch her but she ducked under and drove her palm into his jaw, driving his head against the wall, shattering his skull. She looks back to see another cloak finish off the remaining mage. She rushes outside, pulling her daggers free as she does so. Just in time to see a giant arm appear from the portal on the ground, next to the gargantuan head. As the behemoth is trying to pull itself to this side the arrows hit the closest warlock in the circle and he slumps down. As the life drains from his lips so does the magic from the circle and the portal stops growing. The cloaks don't waste any time and the next warlock falls. The portals starts closing rapidly with the behemoth bellowing, it's eyes screaming blood. The remaining three warlocks let go of the summoning spell and the circle starts closing rapidly. The behemoth tries to pull itself through with only one arm. In vain. The portal cuts it's arm off as it closes. Then it's just a lifeless head on the ground as it snaps shut. One more warlock from the summoning circle gets pierced by arrows before he can conjure up a shield for himself.
That still leaves two warlocks, one mage and a good five dozen initiates against their 16 regular cloaks and two mages. Circled inside an enemy fortress.
"With me, we're taking out that mage!" Jade sprints at the mage, now free to launch magic as the archers are focusing on the warlocks. The four cloaks behind her spread out as they run to evade, the rest engage the cultists attacking towards the dryads, the rangers had already had to drop their bows to keep the closest cultists off their magic users and were engaged in a melee. As long as they weren't completely surrounded the cultists proved nothing but a hindrance to the cloaks but the two warlocks could annihilate them in short order if not kept busy. The mage releases a lightning bolt that hits one of the charging cloaks, who falls face down. She picks up a rock while running and throws it at the mage, hitting him on the chest, distracting his aim so his next lightning brushes past one of the cloaks harmlessly. He turns to face her just in time to evade the dagger coming at him but Jade swings her arm to the side and the dagger wraps itself around the mage, tangling him. He shouts in surprise and tries to wriggle free but it's too late as Jade slashes his throat with the other one. She turns around in time to see that one of the warlocks finish chanting a spell while the other one was upholding the shield. The sky above the cloaks darkens and it starts raining. Dark. Crimson. Blood. As the drops fall down to the dead bodies of the cultists they twitch. Jade rushes towards the dryads and the mages while shouting:
"GATHER UP! WE'RE LEAVING!"
With the Warlocks to their south already chanting for a new spell she turned back west, towards the chapel.
"Break through to the chapel! GO!" She cut down a cultist to her left and the cloaks beside her cut down the ones holding the rangers. She felt a shiver up her back as a hand clutched her ankle. A pair of empty eyes stared back at her. An axe cuts through the hand, freeing her and she nods to Jacob. They run after the rangers breaking through the cultist ring. The warlocks don't seem too keen to pursue but the initiates keep on them as they run for the chapel. The reason becomes apparent as the army breaks through to the fort.
"About damn time!", Gar shouts.
"I was getting bored of hacking down these farm boys anyway!", Jacob replies to him as he reaches the chapel.
"Get in, barricade the door, we'll wait this out." Jade commands. "Gar, Eric, can you hold a barrier?"
The mages both shake their heards.
"We're not battlemages, I'm all out.", the other one replies.
Jade nods.
"Okay, Tatha, Amca, arrows?"
"None, tarien.", Tatha answers her.
She takes a quick look at the ones left. Tatha, Amca, Gar, Eric, Jacob, three of the rangers and three other cloaks. One ranger, six regular cloaks dead. Miraculously successful so far. She kneels to pry off the hand still clutching her ankle.
"What were those anyway, zombies?", Gar asks.
"No, that was simply an animation. They're more like golems. Just made using human bodies.", Jacob answers him.
"Isn't that exactly what zombies are?"
Jacob shakes his head.
"No. Zombies breathe life into a dead human. Golems simply move matter, they don't require human control over the body."
"Huh?"
"Zombies die when you hit them in the head. Golems don't." Jade answers while crushing the hand with a bench.
"Oh. OH. That SUCKS."
"No kidding."
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted April 30, 2018 10:11 PM |
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The Brotherhood breached the fort, and entered through a breach in the wall, led by Domerth, Magnus and Nightshade. The dwarf brandished his warhammer, and knocked back one attacking cultist. The cultist appeared to be killed before, but rose up again.
- Flesh puppets! - Nightshade exclaimed. This technique was developed by Clan Mortis, as a means to wear out their opponents. A powerful sorcerer was needed to maintain the spell, and once killed, the flesh puppets would cease to move.
Domerth saw a band of them attacking a chapel, trying to get inside. He did gave some last minute orders to Jade's party to infiltrate the fort and wreck havoc within, and had deducted quickly, that they went inside to hide, and survive long enough to be relieved. He directed a band of Sword-Brethren to break that attack off, while he and Nightshade led another detachment to take the damaged keep of the fort, to find the sorcerer controlling the flesh puppets.
As he walked past, Domerth noted the remains of a void behemoth, well bits of it anyways, and almost the entire coven of summoners dead. Halfman and the sorcerers under his command got rid of those remaining outside. Domerth and his group rushed into the Keep. It was damaged from the cannon fire, but still intact, and strong enough to still stand. The keep itself was a small one, with only two rooms making it up.
Domerth and the Samann sorceress moved through the rubble into the second room. Inside, instead of a sorcerer channeling the spell, they found a shrine of sorts, with an orb on it, radiating void energies.
Without much hesitation, Domerth struck the orb with Wyrm's fury. The orb let out a terrifying scream, as if a person was struck by a blade, and the void energies receded. They stepped outside, and saw that the flesh puppets were gone. Without the void energy running through them, they were just corpses.
The rest of the Brotherhood had finished off any remaining cultists in the fort.
Domerth came by the door of the Chapel and knocked on it.
- Come on out, the fort is ours. - He said.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
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posted April 30, 2018 11:41 PM |
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Federigo recoiled in horror at the shrieking noise made by the orb, he was unfortunate enough to witness it while being attacked by a flesh puppet but lucky enough that the corpse fell down right before striking him directly on the face.
In the heat of the battle the hinge that kept his visor in place came loose and started waving back and forth on his face, he removed it and he hastily placed it near a wall, hoping that nobody would step on it.
He turned around and found it again, luckily enough it was still fully intact and he could let out a sigh of relief.
He felt his arms heavy and the right mitten too tight for his hand, thus he clumsily removed the gauntlet, although he couldn't find a comfortable place to place it in the meantime.
"Darn, I should probably get some errand boy with me on these occasions, or at least carry some kind of bag for this"
He still couldn't fathom what generated the shriek so he decided to go to Halfman, day after day Federigo found that he was becoming more and more reliant on the Samann mage, as he couldn't yet gather enough knowledge on the subject by himself without having his clan at his tail.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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AlkarRahn
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posted May 01, 2018 02:42 AM |
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Orryth had been one to remain on the outside. He had also been struck in the back of the head by one of the puppets, but that hadn't phased him in the least, due to his extra bit of armor. He turned toward the puppet, slamming his shield-form weapon into it, sending it flying back a few feet, crumpled on the ground. It started to rise again, but just collapsed again when the orb vanished.
- Well, I guess they fixed that.
Seeing the gathering at the chapel, Orryth started heading over that way.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted May 02, 2018 06:55 AM |
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Frederigo found Halfman with Nightshade, both examining he destroyed orb and the pedestal that it was placed on. The pedestal, a small, obelisk like statuette stood in an ornate box, was made from Bonswadan Ebony, reffered as Mpingo by the bonswadans, with gold ornaments on it, and the insides lined with violet velvet. It stood on four legs, shaped like paws of a predatory mammal.
- Is that, what I think it is?- Nighshade asked Halfman.
- Yes indeed it is. Come, Frederigo, examine this closer. Once in a lifetime opportunity, for sure. What you're gazing at, is the remains of a phylactery, which housed the life essence of a Clan Mortis sorcerer. A powerful one too judging from the magnitude of the flesh puppets it controlled.
- I wonder why the cultists didn't provided him with a body to mould into a lich? - Nighshade pondered.
- Easier to control I guess. Maybe they've made the promise for a body, in exchange for the mage's services. And while both clans of Mortis and Onshall did tap into the void energies for their magics, their philosophies were different. After all, the necromancers needed bodies too to raise their armies. He or she may worked for them, but that doesn't mean she liked it. We were extremely lucky to have caught it in the middle of channeling the spell. Even in this crystal orb, the essence of a Mortis sorcerer, is still powerful and dangerous. And given that the flesh puppet spell of this magnitude was channeled alone, We can deduct that Domerth slew one of the Mortis Elders.
- but which one? - Nighshade asked.
- Doesn't really matter now, does it? We can find out later - Halfman said as he placed the destroyed orb and the pedestal into the ornate box. - There should be inscriptions on this thing, we'll look into it - He said as he closed the box.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
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posted May 04, 2018 12:09 AM |
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Federigo turned to Halfman ans said: -I had assumed that something more ominous was the case, not to belittle a lich of course, but that shriek was so eerily human yet otherworldly that I just...-
Federigo then looked at the box and said: -I have a question though... Actually, two questions, the first is, why would they leave such an important object... Person... Personality in a compromised location? Or just such a vulnerable place? The other is more technical in nature, since we've established it was a powerful Mortis wizard, by severing their ties to the world in such a forceful manner wouldn't it cause some repercussions? Or even, wouldn't destroying its phylactery be harder than just crushing it?-
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted May 05, 2018 09:17 AM |
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- The dying agony of a life essence stored this way is unsettling to say the least. -Halfman agreed. - We can only speculate on why it was brought here. If you had a chance to glance at our translations of the documentation we found in the warcamp near Kree, you'd see that they were fairly confident that the orcs would fall. We can deduct that this fort was a base that provided reinforcements, at least their main gathering point to an invasion northwards. As for the phylactery... well, it was a stroke of luck for the most part, since the life essence bound inside is still aware of it's surroundings, and can in fact retaliate with everything it had learned over the centuries. That is the hard part of dealing with such a thing. The phylactery itself, can be any sorts of object, but most Mortis necromancers, at least those that we eradicated over the centuries, preferred orbs like the one you see before you, made most often from some sort of crystal. Andradite in this case. I think. Geology is best left to the prospectors of the Miners Guild. Destroying such an artefact is, like I said no easy feat, considering it can retaliate with all of it's magic arsenal. Other than that, there are some protective enchantments placed on some, but they are minor, as most seen them not necessary. But there is one part of the equation here which you musn't forget. Our captain's swords aren't just well honed edges. Wyrm's Fury is an ancient blade, and has dormant magic abilities in it that are a mystery even to the Samann elders. It was made to fight the Elven Dominion that is for certain. And the void magics practiced by the Dominion are the basis of it's successors, the Clans Onshal and Mortis, and the Cult of Jagnir. It may as well be that the swords Domerth wields now, were forged with enchantments that would counter the void magics, and the denizens of that foul place as well.
As Halfman spoke his little lecture, and elaborated further on the artefacts created by Clan Mortis, Nighshade searched the room, in hopes of finding something more of importance. Her search yielded an ancient looking tome. The books cover was most unusual, as it was made from dwarven steel, and was adorned with gold ornaments. The parchment that made up the pages was old as well, but not as old as the covers themselves. The pages were written in elvish.
- Hey, Halfman - The sorceress interrupted Halfman's didactic rambling. - Take a look at this.
As he received the tome, his eyes began shining.
- Unbelievable. - He said as he carefully turn the pages.- This tome talks about another Relic. From what I can make out, the tome details the Diadem of Calista.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted May 07, 2018 10:34 PM |
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Domerth listened in on the Report that Jade gave. Several Shadecloaks died in this operation. It was unfortunate, but such was the nature of their work.
After hearing out the report, Domerth sent out a detachment of 150 Blackwings, and several lower ranked Samann mages to take the town.
This would settle a little foothold within Emerdina.
A camp was made by the fort, and the Brotherhood went to clean it up, firstly by getting rid of the corpses of the slain cult troops.
while doing that, Magnus decided to take a trophy in the form of a void behemoth's fang. With the biggest tongs he could find he went out to aquire his not so little trophy. The fang that the dwarf aimed for, was one of the void beast's frontal ones, roughly the sizes of a horn of an aurochs.
It took a bit of struggle, but eventually, with the help of a few others, the dwarf managed to pry out the fang from the jaws of the slain behemoth.
- Aight, now for the next one. - The dwarf said after catching his breath and taking a few large gulps from his wineskin.
As the dwarf and his crew were busy extracting the other fang from the head of the behemoth, Halfman and Nightshade, escorted by Frederigo, who was given the task of relocating the destroyed phylactery to the Samann wagon, had exited the remains of the keep.
Halfman sighed after seeing what the dwarf was up to.
- Always something quirky with those Goldbeard folk, I tell you- He said to Nightshade. Magnus himself began showing obsession with rare materials over the last few years, and his brother Brann had an unquenchable wanderlust and zeal to find as many of the Godly Relics as he possibly can.
- What could he possibly want to do with those?- She pondered. There was no harm in collecting these, as voidspawn like the Void Behemoth didn't radiate any sort of corruption at all. And as the Samann woul find, some of the Dominion artefacts would be made from the parts of feral voidspawn.
- Knowing him well - Halfman began - a drinking horn is the first thing that comes to mind. weapon and armor decor come second. C'mon Frederigo, let's get this to the wagon. I'll examine this later.
Serta was observing the little teeth pulling operation run by Magnus. And she just found a material to carve her air spirit totem from.
After Domerth sent away the Blackwings, he returned to the officer's tent. He was contacted by the current Grand Hetman of Merinanth, lord Albrecht Raddwil. The lord said, that he and his forces just reached Kree, and had met up with General Zhaoshin. The two armies, in total over one hundred thousand strong will be the main invasion army into Emerdina.
The plan was to divert the majority of the Emerdinan and cult forces to fight the Armies of Merinanth and Kythay, while the Brotherhood lifts the siege of Sequat. After that, the three forces would meet and besiege Ysmarkand, in an effort to capture the caliph, alive if prefferable.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
Promising
Legendary Hero
Pain relief cream seller
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posted May 07, 2018 11:13 PM |
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Federigo chuckled, he too had the habit of gathering trophies from slain beasts, that is when he was still in his family domains, where there were far more mundane creatures, he said: -I'm actually getting inspired, I should get a hold of one of those goat-men's heads and make a new crest for my helmet. Who knows, maybe they'll hold so well that I can pierce people with those horns!-
While walking Federigo was struck by a thought he had earlier, he turned to Halfman and said:
-Come to think of it, regarding that tome you found, I now agree with you regarding how the Emerdinians estimated their power. Such a precious volume couldn't have been taken so carelessly to a contested zone if they had the slightest idea of being defeated. Which makes me ask, in your opinion master Halfman, how common is it for mages to be able to understand Elvish?-
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted May 08, 2018 10:45 PM |
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((The Language pictured is Sanskrit by the way))
- It's not very common. And depends on the clan in question. For us, it is required to learn at least the basics of it. I however, went a few extra miles and learned to read the language without much problems, except for one thing. Learning material is indeed very scarce to come by, since as you know, our ancestors were very thorough during the Culling. everything of elven origin was to be destroyed. Luckily, that was not successful, as we find elven artefacts time and time again, even more so in the past few years. the Dungeons beneath Diamond held a treasure trove of them, and we secured most of them, how lucky for us. So there's not a lot of surviving texts that the elves used to teach their young, but some of the Samann mages, had actually put together several grammar manuals, as well as guides to translate elvish into our own tongue. I suppose I could teach you, if you'd like to, although I don't have any copies of the afromentioned work.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
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Pain relief cream seller
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posted May 09, 2018 10:33 PM |
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-Huh, I thought it would have been inappropriate for me to learn elvish. Very well, I have the feeling I'm going to need it in the future, whenever you have some spare time I could come over for some lessons.-
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
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