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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 5024368" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Isles of the Damned: Conclusion</strong></p><p></p><p>The city of Freeport loomed before them, a welcome sight after spending so much time at sea. </p><p></p><p>“That was quite a risk you took,” said Beldin. “There was no guarantee that Cadic would restore your hand.”</p><p></p><p>Vlad nodded, flexing his fingers. “But he did. That’s all that matters.”</p><p></p><p>“The artifacts stopped working,” sighed Kham. “The Pistol won’t even fire. I tried it.”</p><p></p><p>Captain Baldric clumped by, muttering about reckless sailors. </p><p></p><p>“Fortunately,” said Kham a little louder. “I loaded the treasure into chests. There’s enough for the crew and all of us too.”</p><p></p><p>“Now what?” asked Beldin, staring at Freeport’s docks.</p><p></p><p>“I am deeply unsatisfied,” said Sebastian. “I find it hard to believe that Cadic manipulated us across so many years merely to lift a curse with an artifact that was in his grasp the whole time. If that even was Cadic.”</p><p></p><p>“Whether or not that was Cadic, I can’t stay in Freeport,” said Vlad. “With war brewing on the continent, Duke Adolphos will want me at his side. I’m hopping the first gate to Milandir.”</p><p></p><p>“I’ve requested arms and armor from Master Elabac. I suspect he wants me to return home as well,” said the dwarf. “But I agree with Sebastian, whatever Cadic’s got up his sleeve has not yet been fully revealed.”</p><p></p><p>Kham shrugged. “I’m done with this place. I’m going to buy myself a big Altherian gunship. And then I’m going to drink and whore my way into unconsciousness like any good pirate should.”</p><p></p><p>“You’ve changed,” said Vlad. “You seem more…hedonistic.”</p><p></p><p>Kham spat. “Bah. I’m merely embracing my inner pirate. We just encountered a god. We’re lucky to be alive. If I were you, I’d forget this whole war nonsense. I could use a first mate…”</p><p></p><p>Vlad chuckled and shook his head. </p><p></p><p>“Besides,” said Kham. “I’m not the only one who’s changed. Sebastian’s been acting strange too, ever since he touched that Bell. I think he’s cursed.”</p><p></p><p>The dark-kin merely crossed his arms. “The power of the artifacts have unlocked access to powers I did not know I had. But I am hardly…” he said the word with distaste, “cursed.”</p><p></p><p>“You nearly forgot the most important treasure of all.” Kham tossed Sebastian a tiny box that had contained the gaseous form of von Grebel. He smiled up at the noontime sun.</p><p></p><p>Sebastian smiled back. “We are technically in Freeport, as I swore by Sarish.” He lifted the lid over his head.</p><p></p><p>“Now wait a minute,” said Beldin. “You can’t just—“</p><p></p><p>Sebastian opened the box. Nothing happened. Von Grebel was not inside.</p><p></p><p>“He must have left in the middle of the night,” said Sebastian, disappointed.</p><p></p><p>“Looks like he took Skiz and two of my pistols with him.” Kham looked in his haversack. “Oh well.”</p><p></p><p>As they ship slid up to the dock, a longship flying the colors of the Khitani horde. </p><p></p><p>“The invasion’s already started,” said Beldin.</p><p></p><p>“No. There’s a white flag of truce,” said Sebastian.</p><p></p><p>A contingent of twenty Freeport guardsmen looked on, keeping the passersby and the curious away from the moored longship. </p><p></p><p>As they docked and unloaded their cargo, they passed four men arguing on the boardwalk beside the ship. Two were obviously Tcho-Tchos, while the other two were Freeporters.</p><p></p><p>They argued for a few minutes more and then the two barbarians turned angrily away and climbed up the ladders onto the longship, which quickly dropped its oars and began to make its way out to sea. </p><p></p><p>Two armed guardsmen then joined the Freeporters and turned towards the Old City. </p><p></p><p>Vlad stepped off the Naoke and flashed his Order of Drac symbol. “What’s going on here?”</p><p></p><p>“Them barbarian bastards threatened the council, they did,” said one of the guards. “They want the Freeport navy to join ‘em in the war.”</p><p></p><p>Sebastian landed next to Vlad, startling the guards. </p><p></p><p>“And how did Freeport respond?”</p><p></p><p>Kham cleared his throat. “I think I can answer that.” He flipped a diamond to a paperboy at the docks and snapped the page up so Sebastian could read it.</p><p></p><p>It read: “WAR COMES TO FREEPORT!”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 5024368, member: 3285"] [b]Isles of the Damned: Conclusion[/b] The city of Freeport loomed before them, a welcome sight after spending so much time at sea. “That was quite a risk you took,” said Beldin. “There was no guarantee that Cadic would restore your hand.” Vlad nodded, flexing his fingers. “But he did. That’s all that matters.” “The artifacts stopped working,” sighed Kham. “The Pistol won’t even fire. I tried it.” Captain Baldric clumped by, muttering about reckless sailors. “Fortunately,” said Kham a little louder. “I loaded the treasure into chests. There’s enough for the crew and all of us too.” “Now what?” asked Beldin, staring at Freeport’s docks. “I am deeply unsatisfied,” said Sebastian. “I find it hard to believe that Cadic manipulated us across so many years merely to lift a curse with an artifact that was in his grasp the whole time. If that even was Cadic.” “Whether or not that was Cadic, I can’t stay in Freeport,” said Vlad. “With war brewing on the continent, Duke Adolphos will want me at his side. I’m hopping the first gate to Milandir.” “I’ve requested arms and armor from Master Elabac. I suspect he wants me to return home as well,” said the dwarf. “But I agree with Sebastian, whatever Cadic’s got up his sleeve has not yet been fully revealed.” Kham shrugged. “I’m done with this place. I’m going to buy myself a big Altherian gunship. And then I’m going to drink and whore my way into unconsciousness like any good pirate should.” “You’ve changed,” said Vlad. “You seem more…hedonistic.” Kham spat. “Bah. I’m merely embracing my inner pirate. We just encountered a god. We’re lucky to be alive. If I were you, I’d forget this whole war nonsense. I could use a first mate…” Vlad chuckled and shook his head. “Besides,” said Kham. “I’m not the only one who’s changed. Sebastian’s been acting strange too, ever since he touched that Bell. I think he’s cursed.” The dark-kin merely crossed his arms. “The power of the artifacts have unlocked access to powers I did not know I had. But I am hardly…” he said the word with distaste, “cursed.” “You nearly forgot the most important treasure of all.” Kham tossed Sebastian a tiny box that had contained the gaseous form of von Grebel. He smiled up at the noontime sun. Sebastian smiled back. “We are technically in Freeport, as I swore by Sarish.” He lifted the lid over his head. “Now wait a minute,” said Beldin. “You can’t just—“ Sebastian opened the box. Nothing happened. Von Grebel was not inside. “He must have left in the middle of the night,” said Sebastian, disappointed. “Looks like he took Skiz and two of my pistols with him.” Kham looked in his haversack. “Oh well.” As they ship slid up to the dock, a longship flying the colors of the Khitani horde. “The invasion’s already started,” said Beldin. “No. There’s a white flag of truce,” said Sebastian. A contingent of twenty Freeport guardsmen looked on, keeping the passersby and the curious away from the moored longship. As they docked and unloaded their cargo, they passed four men arguing on the boardwalk beside the ship. Two were obviously Tcho-Tchos, while the other two were Freeporters. They argued for a few minutes more and then the two barbarians turned angrily away and climbed up the ladders onto the longship, which quickly dropped its oars and began to make its way out to sea. Two armed guardsmen then joined the Freeporters and turned towards the Old City. Vlad stepped off the Naoke and flashed his Order of Drac symbol. “What’s going on here?” “Them barbarian bastards threatened the council, they did,” said one of the guards. “They want the Freeport navy to join ‘em in the war.” Sebastian landed next to Vlad, startling the guards. “And how did Freeport respond?” Kham cleared his throat. “I think I can answer that.” He flipped a diamond to a paperboy at the docks and snapped the page up so Sebastian could read it. It read: “WAR COMES TO FREEPORT!” [/QUOTE]
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