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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 28, 2009 1:07:52 GMT -5
Blunk: "Go find Vathek & No One, then lead them here?" *salutes* "Consider it done." The passling runs off. [Blunk: Exit to Main Gate]
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Post by knownasstation on Jan 5, 2010 9:03:42 GMT -5
[Enter: Caleb from Tracker's Lair]
How did he end up here instead of the castle, Caleb never knew. It was probably because of the part of his brain that was still intact and told him that in order to effectively burn down something as big as Phobos' library, one needs at least one companion. And since this was the only place where he could find a companion. If Blunk would have been here, Caleb would have taken him. But Blunk was given a different assignment - by Caleb himself. Yes, somehow the little creature was extremely useful. Or at least used to be. Since Blunk wasn't here, Caleb went to check how the rebels are faring. And they were faring well. In fact, they were roasting a deer they managed to hunt down. Their leader could hear laughter from far away. "So, what's happening?" Caleb asked when he finally approached them. "A feast." Goenn replied. "You're welcome to join, you know." "Really?" Another rebel laughed. "That would leave less for the rest of us." "Don't mind him, he's joking." The veteran said. "I really don't care." Caleb answered. "I'm leaving anyways." "But you just came..." "To pick a companion." Caleb grinned evilly. "We have a mission on our hands. "Oh boy." Someone from farther away whispered. "How come we have a leader who's best at being a pain in the a** anyway?" Goenn asked. "That's how I was raised." Caleb said. A moment of silence. The rebels looked at each other with confusion. "Whatever. I need one man. Are there any volunteers?" A moment of silence. "Alright then." Caleb sighed. He then pointed randomly at one of the rebels. "You. You're coming with me." "But I didn't even eat yet!" The rebel said with a voice full of sorrow. "I mourn your loss." Caleb smiled. "Now let's go." "I hate you." The rebel picked up his weapons and reluctantly went after Caleb.
[Exit: Caleb and a rebel to the Castle]
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Post by knownasstation on Jan 14, 2010 15:22:09 GMT -5
[Enter: Caleb and a rebel from the Kitchens]
"Look who's back." One rebel said, pointing at Caleb and his companion. They were just about to approach the campfire. The rebels greeted them with laughter, for the two looked more like peasants than rebels, each one of them carrying a large sac. "How's the snake hunt? Did you bring Cedric's meat here?" "No. Unfortunately, all big snakes migrated to Earth." Caleb said ironically. "So we had no choice but to look for alternative food sources." "Yeah, we spent an hour risking our lives for some food." Caleb's companion said angrily. "Don't say that, food is as vital to us as... well, Phobos' death." "You weren't there." the rebel sat down with the others. "I probably will be avoiding Caleb's sight for the rest of my life - for his own sake." "Was it really that bad?" Another rebel asked, examining the contents of one foodbag. "Well, kind of." Caleb nodded. "Not only did we have to avoid Phobos' guards, we also had to hide from his 'irregulars'." "What irregulars?" "The former rebels, obviously." Caleb took off one of his boots. "Oh. So they're still blind and deaf?" the youngest of rebels asked. Someone handed him some bread. "More like stupid, if you ask me." A man with a big scar on his chest said. "My momma always said that I should follow my heart, for my brain obviously doesn't work anyway. But even I could understand that Caleb's right." "I'm impressed." Caleb said and sniffed his feet. Honestly, I'm acting like Blunk. "Caleb, you guys probably brought half of Phobos' food supplies." Another rebel laughed. "We won't have to worry about food for days." "There's plenty more where that came from." Caleb replied. "That fiend probably left the citizens with nothing." "Well, that's what we're here for." "Well, you guys go ahead and have a good time." Caleb put his boots back on and stood up. "I'll go search for Blunk, he was supposed to report back a long time ago." "One of us could do that instead, you know." Goenn said. "You don't have to do everything." "Well, this time we don't have much choice." Caleb sighed. "You'd probably lose your patience before he'd even start reporting." "Well, if you're sure..." "I'm sure." Caleb answered. "But if you want to do something, then you can go and guard the entrance - just in case." "Alright, will do." Goenn stood up and left. Caleb did the same.
[Exit: Caleb to the Forest]
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Raythor
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Post by Raythor on May 6, 2011 17:19:36 GMT -5
[Enter: Raythor and a company of Guards]
The wind blew bitterly across the mountain scape. The bitterness eased into the hearts of all in the search party. One by one the guards started moaning more and more for the mere joy of a fire. Their Rhinos snorted their discontent about the chill.
Sir, the men are cold, hungry, and tired. I beg of you sir, let us rest for the night. Said the Sgt. of the accompanying guards.
Raythor snorted with dissatisfaction. They should be more worried about what he will do to them if they failed to find what they seeked. Granted, he had sent the Lurdens ahead in this bitter landscape due to their bitter hardiness. Hopefully they will turn up a report for him to use as a moral boost for the men. If they didn't freeze to death first. That was a good point.
"Sgt., you are right. We will need to break into camp. But I want us to conserve rations. As of the tents, I want them up by sun down. Finally I want sentries set up in a perimeter so that no one will surprise us." He said with a calm voice.
"What about the Lurdens?" Asked the Sgt. caring for his troops regardless of their origins.
"Let them continue the search, just as long as we find out what we are after." Raythor grinned.
"Raythor!" said a elderly voice that made his neck hairs raise.
He turned quietly, hiding his disgust on the origin of the shrilled voice. Standing before him was an old wench that roughly stood chest high. The best way to describe the age of this being let alone how wrinkly, it would be safe to assume that this hag was once a mummy that was left in water far too long. The only pleasant feature was the perfume she had on her, the smell of power.
"Natalianna, High Shaman of the lost people's of the swamp. What can I be of service for?" He growled.
"If you wish for me to do the task you require, I still need a sacrifice when my spell is cast. Do you understand? She hissed at him.
"Aye" Said Raythor, as he wondered why him of all people. "Now see to your spells Natalianna, so the task can be completed."
Soon Raythor's eyebrows jerked up to the sound of horns blowing in the distance. The sound was terrible, and it sounded like a dying pig. Yet it was not a call of distress. No, it was good news. He even knew who it was. It was the Lurdens.
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Raythor
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Post by Raythor on May 11, 2011 14:46:49 GMT -5
Raythor narrowed his eyes as he watched the Lurden hoard sweep over the hills. Their stone weapons dully gleaming in the remaining light of the day. Their eyes were bright with excitement, their eagerness to return was at the least a delightful sight to Raythor's eyes. Raythor quietly stepped forward to meet the Lurdens part way in the rocky field of this rocky field.
They soon reached him, kneeling before their commander. Raythor let a little grin show as he spoke to the Lurdens "Speak, what news do you have for me?"
A large Lurden moved slightly forward, he had a large mane on his neck. His muscles were much larger than the others, it is obvious that he was one of the Chieftains sons that is proving his tribes loyalty by serving Phobos. He spoke with a deep mixture of grunting, growls, and attempts of speaking common "Ragathorp, gree fouwarr him."
"Dead or alive!?" Yelled Raythor to show his dominance at the Lurden.
"Yesss, yesss, dead. Ragathorp. We check mani tymes" He said horrified of the man. Obviously worried he may had failed Raythor.
"Very good, any sign of Rebels?" He hissed at the Lurdens, obviously he didn't want to be bothered by rebels today.
"Yesss, few signs of Rawwrgoths" He said eagerly, mouth watering.
Raythor grinned at the Lurden "Leave me two Scouts to show me the way to our quarry. You and the rest of your pack are to track down the Rebels, and have dinner. But by all means, I want some prisoners, preferably important ones unspoiled. You are now dismissed."
With that said, the head Lurden stood up high, and let out a bellow of a rawr, followed by savage words. Two of the smaller Lurdens on the 'pack' stepped forward, and knelt. Then the rest hurried off into the wild wilderness of the Mountains to find the Rebels. Raythor gestured the 2 Lurdens to follow him back to camp.
Raythor entered the hastily erected camp. Guards rushing around trying to help others set up their tents while others worked on preparing the mess kitchens. But ultimately the Camp would find some order if given the time. However, it would not be this day that it would happen.
"ATTENTION!" Commanded Raythor with the voice of a strong leader. With that said, every single soldier snapped to attention side by side in front of their commander.
"We have a location of our Quarry, these two will be leading us. However, there may be rebels about, so we will split into two forces. Our main force will carry on on foot. The other force will remain here to watch our camp. Finally Natalianna will come with the main force. We will need her power for our final leg on this mission. Am I understood?" He said to the hoard of men in front of him.
"YES SIR!" They all said in unison as they tap-thumped the butts of their axes on the ground at their feet.
"Very good, Sgt. I want you to remain here with our second force. Choose 30 men to remain with you." He said calmly to the Sgt.
"It shall be done Commander!" He said with a slight bow.
"Now comes the fun part..." Raythor mused to himself.
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