3 - 049: The Third Piece

[K Man]

Newt and Garor - [I'm floored Garor, great roleplaying and some very quotable lines. Good job!]

The great Dwarven King seems to slump in defeat, the fire from his eyes fading like a dying campfire. You can tell, even before he opens his mouth that he has been defeated.



"Dare the humans to forget our greatness...Ye words stoke the fires of me heart Garor, how could I have been so blind?" Grandil looks up, his eyes truly alight again. "Ye got yer wish. Tommorrow, we shall march to Ravenshead with army in tow..."

"But tonight, let us old Dwarves simply live for the moment. Remember the kings of old and dream and the kings anew." The King looks to Newt. "Present company is included of course."
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Caelith, Hero, Krysta, Girud, Galdren and Callian - [Together at last. ] Ungurth nods ascendingly before going about...whatever duties and unseen servant of hell can go about. He shuffles away and simply looks to other crewmembers, probably giving them inaudible orders.

It is then that Krysta, Hero, Girud and Galdren arrive with the small goblin, Mordrock, in tow. It appears that they have indeed learned the secret travels that is vein-riding and are grateful for its powers. Mordrock meekly answers his questions as they are directed at him. [Knowledge, Masters' Troops, Mordrock]



"Miracle? Mordrock know little of miracle, only that Krysta is miracle..." With a meager smile, Mordrock proves his uselessness once again. It is clear he has heard little of Emirikol or his deeds, and based on his abode, someone like Emirikol does not slip into the background.

Cold weather gear can be easily gathered, large furs and heavy robes for all, even a few extra sets of undergarments. [We don't really need to roleplay this right?] Once gathered and loaded aboard, you realize the sun is mere hours away from setting, less than three.

You look about your companions, ready to sail aboard a demon ship to the depths of hell to save a paladin - one can't hep but wonder...are you prepared?

[Do you want to try to gather anyone else for the trip? Newt and Garor? If not, let me know and you sail...]
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Romar - Veya nods, signaling her companions to their mounts. She hops on Vraak's back and holds his reins tight. The mammoth bird lets out a shrill squawk of discontent.

They wait...
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Yuri - The eyes drifting over your form are unfriendly, save for Kiera's. There's something inside her, you believe, that still resembles the mortal spark of infatuation. As you spill your words, a few sneers and snarls come from the undead pack of women as they realize that not only are they denied a fresh and long awaited meal - but that they must wait longer.

[All important Bluff Check, Yuri. *Shakes Head* Nat. 20]

But they appear to grudgingly buy it. They disperse, taking up seats here and there, sitting along empty tents and hastily evacuated sheds. They mutter beneath their breath, thankfully inaudible for you can only assume they are curses of the foulest sort.

Shifting your focus on escape, you feel a tug on your arm just before you go to leave. Turning, you see the face of Kiera, staring back at you longingly.



"Am I to freeze in your absence? Or will the fire beckon me to follow?"
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[VemuKhaham]

Romar continues to wait anxiously, praying that his previous prayers were heard. He realises though that he can't wait there forever: the women of the village are still in danger while they are so near to a vampire's nest.

[Merovingian]

You invitation is most welcome as I have herd legends of dwarves drink and can't wait to try it my self

[Japic]

"If it is true that we go to the very depths of hell, would it not be wise to draw as many friends together as possible for this journey? I have heard horrible stories of this place and think it may be wise to do so. Mayhap we could find the others; the remainder of Sturmguard's elite to follow us on this venture."

"If all is well with the dwarves, surely Newt and Garor could not pass up the opportunity to join us. However, if they cannot be found or join us, we can certainly sail without them. There is no harm in trying.... right?"

Unless someone stops him Girud wants to travel to Bazzarak (last known location) to try and speak with Garor and Newt.

(Assuming that I show up on the plain) I will vein ride near the front gates, approach while taking my skull helm off, and knock loudly with my fist on the steel doors. If I can speak with someone I inquire about the pair, alerting the guard to who I am (representative of Sturmguard). If I get no response I will knock again, louder, and louder yet until I do get a response.

{OOC: Brash I know, but let's all go to hell, shall we..?}

[GeneralMHB]

Yuri turns to Kiera, his voice speeking with uncertainty.

No, you must remain and take charge of your kin. I may not return at all if Hirsuthe decides to have my head. Please understand that I am doing this to spare you from his wrath. If I do not return, do not trust Hirsuthe so readily. Until we meet again, in this life or the next.

With these words spoken, he kisses Kiera passionately and decends the mountain in the form of a dire bat. Once he arrives at Rocroost Bay, he forms back on his mount and points at Veya, fangs beared and most angry. He shouts for all to hear.

My steed hears all that is said between you and Romar. You say that Romar saved you all! Even when he clearly states that I have done so, you care not for my actions and insist that I am mear kindling and he be the flame! It was I who told Romar of the vampires brewing under your noses, it was I who warned him to leave before sunset, it was I who held the wolves from the sheep, it was I who saved your people! I have sacrificed much to save you all, but it means little to you! I have sacrificed my life, my love, my family heritage, even my own damn soul I have thrown to the wolves of 'The Master' to save those who are willing to fight! But you insist that my sacrifices mean nothing to you!![/u] I have given you all the privilege of living one more day to bring light to those that have not seen it. I have thrown away my vampire allies to bring life back into this world. I have chosen to feed on animals till the day Romar slays me to not give into my vampire temptations. Yet you say you care not for my actions!?[/u] Why do you say such harsh words? Does love blind your wisdom so easily to the truth? What say you Lady Veya?! WHAT SAY YOU?![/i]

Eyes blaze of red when he finishes, gazing upon Veya, a tear falls from his cheek as he finishes. He prepares for an onslaught from the riders, but cares little. His life is forfit now.

[Hero]

Hero agrees with the idea of gathering all of the party.

"If we are traveling to Hell...We shall surely need all of our allies if we are to be victorious."

[VemuKhaham]

Yuri: Wow, that's an awsome speech. Also I like this line

If I do not return, do not trust Hirsuthe so readily.

cause it's very clever; it might make a lot of difference if she buys it. My compliments for such a well-structured scene you have put up.

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When Romar notices Yuri approach, he is very glad. As he changes back to human form, Romar is about to give Yuri a warm welcome. But then, his outburst against Veya immediately disturbs his happiness.

"Please Yuri, don't start this. I'm sure Veya didn't mean it that way, did she?"

He looks to Yuri, and then to Veya with begging eyes, hoping that she will see the wisdom and perhaps fairness in an apology. All Romar wants is a little peace now, at least until they're all many miles away from present danger.

[BluSpecs]

(Thanks, I occasionally spit out something decent in my posts)

Garor filled with joy and new hope jumps up on the table

Aye, raise your glasses to King Grandil, Th dwarf who turns the tide!

Garor then goes about the serious busines of getting total shnockered and greeting his old friends.

[GeneralMHB]

My compliments for such a well-structured scene you have put up.

(OOC: Thanks, I was expecting a brawl to break out between me and about 40 vampire women, now I expect that to change to me and 35 Roc Riders. This has not been a good day for Yuri to say the least )

Yuri turns to Romar and addresses his concerns.

I restate previously what she has spoken unto you.

He is but the kindling while you are the fire. Your actions saved me, if he was not but the catalyst.

You know of what I have endured, but that burden has increased since I came to that spider's web. I sacrificed a possible lover for a portion to live. That individual still has a spark of life in her cold veins like myself. It leaves hope for her to aid us in our cause, I have sensed it in her. She requested to allow me to let her follow, but I left her behind. I could not risk my intuitions to be false and all of us to pay the price. And now the leader makes such harsh statements. That pain hurts more than the burden of vampirism for centuries to come, knowing you have turned down something that could have errupted to be so much more for a warrior leader to not even speek a simple thank you after saving her people, all because she is blinded from the truth by the very same thing I threw to the wind. Did she mean it you ask.

He looks at Veya, eyes blazing red.

I ask her that now. Did you mean such harsh words? If so, I pity you as a leader to let your judgement be blinded so easily to please another.

He awaits an answer, arms folded and eyes blazing plasma red.

[Fangor the Fierce]

Krysta agrees with the ability to get others to aid. After all, this is not going to be a walk in the park. She turns to Mordrock, and speaks to him. "Mordrock. I will be needing to borrow the cloak for a little while. There is something that I must try to do, before it is too late. Wait here for me."

Turning to Galdren and the others, "You are right. We should seek out Newt and Garor, for their aid would be most welcome and needed. You would do best in that situation, Hero, as you are closer to them than we are. As for me, there is something that I must do. If it should work, then Ravenshead will be better guarded against more of the attacks that are sure to come."

She then dons the cloak, and vein rides to the entrance of the building that the Knights of the Purest Star are inhabiting. She disguises herself as an elf. Her features are not as true as an elf, but it should be enough to not have many eyes watching. She would like to remember where they walked, and if there were any sopts of ground enabling her to veinride into the building itself, instead of popping up at the doorway. If not, then she would like to find an alleyway or place between the building and the next, to appear at.


Once at the temple where the knights are staying, she goes to the door, and enters. She asks for Adolfo, and shows the longsword as proof that she would be welcome by him. She then removes her disguise, so as not to alarm him.

"Adolfo. You have requested that should we find a way to fight the Master head on, you and your knights would aid. I believe that the Master is soon to come to Ravenshead, and your company of knights are needed. The call for aid has only been answered by a Faceless Knight, and a few troops from the Gathered Nations. But I fear that with the recent attacks from red dragons, the Master will soon send more enemies to the foot of the city."

"You have been here for too long. Your swords and shields should shine on the battlefield, instead of tarnish and wear away as you wait. The elves do have a plan, one that I would like to see working. But they have taken their own plans above the lives of even their own followers. Cannon's Foot was decimated. Nothing remains larger than one foot in size. the elves lef tthe town to die, at the hands of the Master's troops. Only by sheer luck, and the resolve of the followers of Ravenshead were the inhabitants of the town saved. Although, many were lost, most were saved. They turned their back on their own kind. On their own people. Perhaps for their ideals of the greater good, but as a fellow fighter, and one that admires the knights code, it was wrong. I now ask that to retribute that act, your knights be sent to Ravenshead, to aid in defending King Sturmguard against the Master and his hoards. I myself can not, as I have taken the opportuinty to save another person. One trapped in the Nine Hells. His name is Karn, and the Master has found a way to bring him harm, even after death. That is my new mission. But I beg of you, as a fellow fighter, and as an inhabitant of this world. Aid us. If you do, then I will pledge my future, after this war, to follow the ways of the Knights of The Purest Star, should you have me."