Epic Problem : Prevention


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The King leaves Sir Justin with you as a liason, and goes off to see to his people, promising to speak with you in the morning. Sir Justin leads you all into the castle and finds you all rooms. While not 'fit for a king', they're definitely more comfortable than most knights would be used to. Night passes with nothing happening, and in the morning everybody awakens refreshed, and ready to go. Sir Justin leads you to the Throne room, where you find King Thelsan and Two others, who are introduced as the Head Paladin and High Mage of Lyrevan. They bow respectfully and Thelsan turns expectantly to you after the introductions. "Have there been any thoughts during the night on our situation? My sources have found nothing to indicate where the dragons could have gone, save to assure me that they are.. for the most part... still alive. The high mage here has teleported in from Malindar, he has been keeping as on top of the current... 'situation' as any mortal could, and may be able to answer questions that I cannot.
 

"The dragons are with the dark knight," Athear rumbles. Even as an elf, his voice is deep. "All save the black and red dragons. I am sure the knight is warded against scrying, and so too will be the orb he has used on the dragons."

"And yet, that army didn't come out of nowhere. Do we have prisoners? Maybe one of them will know something useful."
 

The Head Paladin shakes his head "Normally we would. Our Knights are trained to fell their opponents without killing them, but that storm did in any of the ones we could have questioned. The fleeing army took their wounded with them, leaving us nothing but corpses. We have a few priests who can force information out of corpses, but I doubt the foot soldiers would know anything more than where they come from, and that I could tell you now that I've had a chance to review the battle. Judging from the angles of their attack and retreat, and what our scouts reported after followng them, They came across the channel from the United Alliance by boat, landed to the south, and came at us under cover of magical fog." The scarred man, obviously a veteran of many battles, rubs his chin "Does any of that aid you, or do you still want us to question their departed souls before they pass on?"
 

"Forgive my apparent ignorance, but for most of us our information about goings-on of the prime are somewhat... out of date. Could you give us a quick summary of who exactly it was who attacked you and your beliefs on their motivation?"
 

Tharivol pays close attention to all that was being said with a grim look about him. He know what war brought, and with every swing that felled an enemy, it felt like he was killing himself.
 

"Protection from Scrying is one thing, protection from Discern Location is another. Hiding from it requires magic not normally available to mortals. Give me a few moments and I will see what the results are."

Minathiel begins to cast Discern Location on the black dragon.

OOC-

Changed what spells Minathiel had memorized
 

(OOC: Wrahn - No Problem)
The High Mage clears his throat. "I'm not sure how much geography you know, but here is a brief overlay of the area." He waves a hand, casting Major Image, and an Illusory map apears on a table. "This is Lyrevan" He points to a moderate sized country. To the North is a large open area called the 'Barbarian Plains Empire', and North, South, and West of them are Ocean. To the West, connected to the Plains but seperated from Lyrevan by a large channel of water, is a country called the "United Alliance", which is nearly twice the size of Lyrevan, and connects to the rest of the continent.
"The United Alliance has been Lyrevans Rival for Millenia. We have had periods of time where the two were able to function together, but for the most part they envy our way of life, and our abundant resources.. Lyrevan is very rich in Agriculture and Mining, and we have some of the best craftsmen in the world. Lyrevan is almost self sufficient, but what we do need - Mostly Wood products, they get for us and overcharge us as much as they can. The problem comes when they - every few centuries or so - Manage to fully unite behind a powerful leader, put aside their constant internal disputes, and decide that they shoulod own this entire portion of the continent. Then they begin a war. This is the 12th war they've started during the rule of the Sarutobi. We have debated time and again taking the war to them, but their troops outnumber us about 10 to 1, and while ours are much more disciplined and better trained, we haven't the resources to wage an ofensie war."

King Thelsan speaks up at this point "And even if we did, there is no gauranteeing that we would be any better at governing that mess of a country than they are. Why waste lives in a futile effort, and prosecute the citizens there who have little or nothing to do with the war? No, the best we can do is to keep fending them off until the barbarians retaliate. I have allready sent word to their overlord that the Alliance has begun again. They will begin raiding the bordertowns, to send a message to the Alliance that their expansionistic overtures will not be tolerated. You see, usually when they attack Lyrevan, it is only a matter of months before they overstep themselves and attack the barbarians too... And those men have none of our qualms about attacking the Alliance's homes."
 

*Minathiel's Discern Location*

Minathiel concentrates on his spellcasting, Picturing the large black dragon that had attacked the city. 10 minutes later, he has his answer. The dragon is far to the southeast, in the middle of a swamp. Upon sharing this information with the others, all three of Lyrevan's representatives nod "such would be expected, the Swamp is where most of the blacks reside, it is a place overflowing with both death and UNdeath. It is said that it is ruled by the Dark Lord... and no, I dont mean either of those two dark ones that were here. This Dark Lord has been around for many Millenia, it is said he is a vampiric Black Dragon, the creature who originally brought undeath to our world."
 

"Sounds like he'd be fun to play with." Tharivol says sarcastically to which Xialanet replies in full honesty, "No Tharivol! He wouldn't want to play, as more bite off your head" The young paladin merely shakes his head
 

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