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[FR] Heroes of the Vilhon Reach II (updated 3/6!)
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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 728696" data-attributes="member: 105"><p><strong><em>Recalling the events of Fall of Irieabor</em></strong> (cont.)</p><p></p><p>...Why do I say It watched our every move? How else does one explain the attempted destruction of all the principles on the verge of the council of war? Or the realization that we did not even have a chance?...</p><p></p><p>Throughout the day and long into the night of 9 Tarsakh, messengers and runners went back and forth between the various redoubts of the 'forces of good'. Benito and the majority of the Heroes of the Vilhon Reach, along with various Shields and the remainder of the Cormyrean 32nd, camped and recovered at the Temple of Eldath. The other leaders in the city held ground at the Temple of Selune under the guide of (insert name), the high priestess. Grim and I were among the errand-runners, travelling back and fourth between the temples and to the fortifications in place before the High Tower. We were involved in one of the failed attempts to retake the gate. The result of all that back-and-forth was a decision to convene at midnight at the Temple of Selune to discuss plans for an all out assault on the Tower. </p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Benito and the water genasi priestess (insert name) who oversaw the temple had attempted to raise Lord Bron. As mentioned earlier, He did not want to return. I recall Benito exclaiming to the unwilling spirit "Do you or your goddess not care for your people, who suffer at the hands of the enemy?"</p><p></p><p>But at the time, his plea fell on deaf ears. The priest of Tyr also contacted Ellysidell who was still hidden outside the city (whereas Grim had earlier returned) taking care of his new follower, the wild elven female Talindra. The repsonse was cryptic and caused us to briefly doubt his loyalty, but we trusted that our longtime companion would join us when the time came. Swallowing his pride, Benito cast a <em>sending</em> to communicate with Aris Cloud-dancer, who at the time, was on a mission for Cormyr in the Stonelands. Hearing of the gravity of the situation in Irieabor, Aris <em>teleported</em> with Nosr and Kyros to the City of Many Spires, leaving Alberia and other members of his budding Stormwolf Legion to complete the assignment (<em>see next chapter</em>) for the Forest Kingdom. They arrived late in the evening. Thus, were we all assembled, the <strong>Heroes of the Vilhon Reach</strong>, for what would be the Final Battle. </p><p></p><p>Early that day, Benito Moltos had consulted his god, Tyr to get as much information on our enemies as possible. Unfortunately, Tyr left us as much in the dark as before. In fact his herald's enigmatic response, <em>"What is <strong>right</strong> is not always <strong>the best</strong>" </em> (my emphasis) is to this day a bone of contention between members of our esteemed company. What did Tyr <em>really</em> meant when he said that?...</p><p></p><p>...<em> The Council of War</em>...</p><p></p><p>We were being watched from the outset and I believe that even in the <em>warded</em> room the lich could hear us. As the last of the party made their way across the open area before the temple, the dragons attacked, breathing their caustic gas and raining magic upon the detachment of soldiers and priests gathered there. While none of our company were killed, the courtyard in front of the temple became strewn with corpses. We could not retaliate and we could not recover the bodies of the fallen that littered the street. The high priestess and Benito <em>dispelled</em> what they thought were magical <em>scrying</em> sensors and the magicians involved re-bolstered the wards to prevent unwanted 'eyes'. Nosr, almost killed by the dragon attack, pleaded with Aris to lead the Heroes from Iriaebor. Some of us had already begun to feel that the Sack of Iriaebor was inevitable and helping the city was a lost cause. Ellysidell made it and with him was Talindra, following him around like a puppy dog. </p><p></p><p>Thus, the council convened. Aris sat through most of the proceedings with his arms folded. His idea--to retreat from the city with the surviving forces and then return when the situtation was better studied--went unheard. He was at first adamant, especially when we discovered that Prespur's tower had been breached and his clones destroyed. Someone had it in for Iriaebor and they had planned all to well. When the others did not listen, he sat in silence, thinking the whole prospect was folly, but realizing that once again, to stay loyal to the group, he would have to put his life and the lives of his followers into an unneccessary risk. What was 'best' in his mind was to live and fight another day. For the most part the plan had already been formed without us, and we felt that we, the Heroes, were just pawns to be used. This was compounded by the drama of Lord Bron's bizarre return. </p><p></p><p>Through some perversion, Bron's spirit came back. He entered the meeting passing through the walls and causing quite a stir. However, he was an undead thing...a ghost of vengeance, apparently, recalled from the afterlife for one last battle. His presence solidified the decision to attack the High Tower instead of retreat. His confrontation with Talindra added the only excitement (the wild elf was summarily dragged from the coucil room by Aris and she was watched by Ellysidell who despite her outbursts and clear support of the enemy still vouched for her trustworthiness!) and her outburst only served to garner support for this foolishness. In my opinion, this stubborness led to the downfall of Irieabor. I repeat, we should have left. </p><p></p><p>I bowed out of the whole mess, with Aris's sanction. Someone, he felt, needed to remember us and chronicle our adventures, and at heart, I am a merchant, not a warrior. I watched the events from the rooftops. </p><p></p><p>Lord Bron's ghost was to lead the main assault against his former castle. The priest of Selune were to take to the air and distract the dragons. The Heroes would sneak back into the castle from the tunnel that they had formerly escaped from and confront the lich.</p><p></p><p>I swear by Waukeen, I could hear It laughing at us....</p><p></p><p><em>to be continued...</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 728696, member: 105"] [b][i]Recalling the events of Fall of Irieabor[/i][/b][i][/i] (cont.) ...Why do I say It watched our every move? How else does one explain the attempted destruction of all the principles on the verge of the council of war? Or the realization that we did not even have a chance?... Throughout the day and long into the night of 9 Tarsakh, messengers and runners went back and forth between the various redoubts of the 'forces of good'. Benito and the majority of the Heroes of the Vilhon Reach, along with various Shields and the remainder of the Cormyrean 32nd, camped and recovered at the Temple of Eldath. The other leaders in the city held ground at the Temple of Selune under the guide of (insert name), the high priestess. Grim and I were among the errand-runners, travelling back and fourth between the temples and to the fortifications in place before the High Tower. We were involved in one of the failed attempts to retake the gate. The result of all that back-and-forth was a decision to convene at midnight at the Temple of Selune to discuss plans for an all out assault on the Tower. Meanwhile, Benito and the water genasi priestess (insert name) who oversaw the temple had attempted to raise Lord Bron. As mentioned earlier, He did not want to return. I recall Benito exclaiming to the unwilling spirit "Do you or your goddess not care for your people, who suffer at the hands of the enemy?" But at the time, his plea fell on deaf ears. The priest of Tyr also contacted Ellysidell who was still hidden outside the city (whereas Grim had earlier returned) taking care of his new follower, the wild elven female Talindra. The repsonse was cryptic and caused us to briefly doubt his loyalty, but we trusted that our longtime companion would join us when the time came. Swallowing his pride, Benito cast a [i]sending[/i] to communicate with Aris Cloud-dancer, who at the time, was on a mission for Cormyr in the Stonelands. Hearing of the gravity of the situation in Irieabor, Aris [i]teleported[/i] with Nosr and Kyros to the City of Many Spires, leaving Alberia and other members of his budding Stormwolf Legion to complete the assignment ([i]see next chapter[/i]) for the Forest Kingdom. They arrived late in the evening. Thus, were we all assembled, the [b]Heroes of the Vilhon Reach[/b], for what would be the Final Battle. Early that day, Benito Moltos had consulted his god, Tyr to get as much information on our enemies as possible. Unfortunately, Tyr left us as much in the dark as before. In fact his herald's enigmatic response, [i]"What is [b]right[/b] is not always [b]the best[/b]" [/i] (my emphasis) is to this day a bone of contention between members of our esteemed company. What did Tyr [i]really[/i] meant when he said that?... ...[i] The Council of War[/i]... We were being watched from the outset and I believe that even in the [i]warded[/i] room the lich could hear us. As the last of the party made their way across the open area before the temple, the dragons attacked, breathing their caustic gas and raining magic upon the detachment of soldiers and priests gathered there. While none of our company were killed, the courtyard in front of the temple became strewn with corpses. We could not retaliate and we could not recover the bodies of the fallen that littered the street. The high priestess and Benito [i]dispelled[/i] what they thought were magical [i]scrying[/i] sensors and the magicians involved re-bolstered the wards to prevent unwanted 'eyes'. Nosr, almost killed by the dragon attack, pleaded with Aris to lead the Heroes from Iriaebor. Some of us had already begun to feel that the Sack of Iriaebor was inevitable and helping the city was a lost cause. Ellysidell made it and with him was Talindra, following him around like a puppy dog. Thus, the council convened. Aris sat through most of the proceedings with his arms folded. His idea--to retreat from the city with the surviving forces and then return when the situtation was better studied--went unheard. He was at first adamant, especially when we discovered that Prespur's tower had been breached and his clones destroyed. Someone had it in for Iriaebor and they had planned all to well. When the others did not listen, he sat in silence, thinking the whole prospect was folly, but realizing that once again, to stay loyal to the group, he would have to put his life and the lives of his followers into an unneccessary risk. What was 'best' in his mind was to live and fight another day. For the most part the plan had already been formed without us, and we felt that we, the Heroes, were just pawns to be used. This was compounded by the drama of Lord Bron's bizarre return. Through some perversion, Bron's spirit came back. He entered the meeting passing through the walls and causing quite a stir. However, he was an undead thing...a ghost of vengeance, apparently, recalled from the afterlife for one last battle. His presence solidified the decision to attack the High Tower instead of retreat. His confrontation with Talindra added the only excitement (the wild elf was summarily dragged from the coucil room by Aris and she was watched by Ellysidell who despite her outbursts and clear support of the enemy still vouched for her trustworthiness!) and her outburst only served to garner support for this foolishness. In my opinion, this stubborness led to the downfall of Irieabor. I repeat, we should have left. I bowed out of the whole mess, with Aris's sanction. Someone, he felt, needed to remember us and chronicle our adventures, and at heart, I am a merchant, not a warrior. I watched the events from the rooftops. Lord Bron's ghost was to lead the main assault against his former castle. The priest of Selune were to take to the air and distract the dragons. The Heroes would sneak back into the castle from the tunnel that they had formerly escaped from and confront the lich. I swear by Waukeen, I could hear It laughing at us.... [i]to be continued...[/i] [/QUOTE]
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