The dwarves stop and one muscular, bearded male steps up. He is clad in an adamantine breastplate and wields a two-handed axe. He has some fresh wounds on his limbs but he seems unbothered, as if he is somehow used to being carved up on a regular basis.
The scars littering his bare arms and face seem to suggest just that. His nose is a crooked monument to many fists finding their way to the dwarf's face, and a braided red beard and a shaven head give him a look that would make regular highwaymen and mercenaries seem like milkmaids.
He is holding his nasty looking single-edged axe with a long, polished shaft in his left hand, and a full tankard of dark ale in the other.
"BOLGRIM!" Ferviel yells and dismounts. "What is the meaning of such impudence!"
The dwarf looks about confused, as if there is another one going by that name behind him. He doesn't seem thrilled of having Ferviel yelling at him.
"You began drinking without ecclesiastical supervision!" Ferviel shouts and grins. Bolgrim bursts out in laughter, and so do the other dwarves. They laugh with deep, gruff voices and sound like a herd of oxen who have their collective tails being pulled.
"Arh, well sorry Ferviel, but we thought a wee bit of celebration was in order, seeing as how we had a good fight today. The best kind o' fight - one where we live and those who ain't us die. Like this here fella." - he points towards a mound of flesh that is being dragged by two dwarves in the back.
Ferviel nods and walks over there, grabbing a pitcher of ale from the dwarf with the barrel strapped to his back in the process. He whistles and kneels, examining the remains closely.
"Was this the kind of ghoul you fought?" He turns his head and asks the scouting party, and takes a swig of ale while waiting for them to approach and examine the thing. He seems to have stopped smiling and is studying the lifeless mound of flesh.
"Cut it's arms of did you? And the head? Ah, never mind I see it." he remarks and circles the thing from the other side.
"OI ORC MAN! Want some ale?" Bolgrim grins like an idiot at Thok. You can see he is missing a tooth now that he smiles.
"Who's the elven bitch? I thought you greenskins didn't like them pointy eared kind!" He remarks as he points towards Lórquelië loudly and laughs. More laughs follow from behind from the other dwarves.
[sblock=Knowledge: History, Golden Guard] The Golden Guard was a group of mercenaries and adventurers founded and sponsored by King Syradin II The Pious, King of Muirlane from 465 AF to 499 AF. (It is currently 775 AF).
They were tasked with the extermination of undead, outsiders, evil spellcasters and witch covens. The Redeemers were the specific group that focused on putting restless dead to rest in a permanent fashion. They had a wide variety of resources available, many spellcasters and skilled warriors.
The churches of Lathander, Torm, Helm and other various Good aligned deities offered support that was at first rejected by the King. After his death, the leaders of the Golden Guard accepted the sponsorship of these various temples in exchange for gold and assistance with the mass production of high quality magical gear tailor made to combat the various threats each subdivision of the Guard combated.
The Halberd of Redemption is one such item, and it is a weapon usually awarded after one ended his basic service and advanced to the rank of Captain. There are also armours and assorted wondrous items that can be traced to the Golden Guard and the Redeemers in particular.
The Goled Guard does not exist currently. It was dissipated after the Good aligned temples tried to include the worshippers of any Evil aligned deity in the "marked for slaying" portfolio of the group. This sparked a massive conflict in which the clergy from various temples fought trough both indirect and direct means, and the results were such that the Glden Guard was made to cease to exist.
Items from that time can still be found in circulation today and frequently may be purchased in shops or looted from weapon caches, old tombs or the walls of various keeps and temples.[/sblock]
[sblock=Knowledge: Religion, Golden Guard]The specifics around the meddling of the temples in the affairs of the Golden Guard are generally kept from the populace. Though with good intentions, the temples gradually became the de-facto sponsors and decision makers for the Golden Guard. It did not help that the crown of Muirlane was engaged in war after the death of Syradin II, and as such it could scarcely support such a costly operation.
The Temple of Lathander was primarily linked with the Redeemers and much progress was made in exterminating necromantic cults and pushing back the waves of undead that regularly spawned from the Valley.
It was around that time that Angelwatch could actually flourish into the bustling trading community it is known as today. Though the Temple of Lathander did not openly endorse or require the followers of other religions be persecuted by the Golden Guard, it is rumoured amongst the clergy that the leader of the Temple back then supported a raid on the main establishment of Cyric in Muirlane. Though presumably this was done to slay the vast number of undead servants an guards in Cyric's temple, many of the high priests of Cyric found themselves on the bad end of a Halberd of Redemption or Sun Blade.
Still, much of the work done several hundred years ago is still remembered as a triumph for the Temple of Lathander today and if anyone is willing to reinstate the Golden Guard and the Redeemers in particular, it would be the temple of the Morninglord.[/sblock]
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