Last Stand of the Dorinthians (Chapter 3 - The Imperials)

The dwarven king answers, "Your plan is solid, if it is to get the attention of this Sassarius. However, perhaps there is a way to sneak a message to him, or to sneak into the camp with the shield (although I do not know how in broad daylight), or to even try to get Nefius and the prisoners closer before making our move so that you have a better chance of rescuing them before we chase him off. Even then, we may have the whole Imperial army at our backs and would have to hope to find a way to make parlay."
 

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"So be it. Let us prepare to meet the Tallione delegation. Be ready for whatever may occur, including Imperial treachery" says Dartis respectfully taking the shield from Silas, and with a bow to his advisor, straps the ancient shield to his arm.
 

OOC: If you have any preparations that you wish to perform, please post them as I'll post the results tomorrow. I'm going to assume you are marching out, with Dartis and Chalik in the lead, and Kel watching the rear. Will the party go mounted or by foot?
 

Deuce Traveler said:
OOC: If you have any preparations that you wish to perform, please post them as I'll post the results tomorrow. I'm going to assume you are marching out, with Dartis and Chalik in the lead, and Kel watching the rear. Will the party go mounted or by foot?

OOC: I, at least, plan to be mounted.
 

OOC: no specific preparations (other than to make sure the wands I carry are near to hand). Since we all have mounts (I think) I'd vote for all of us being mounted.
 

The party moves forth from the halls of the mountain dwarves, the great portals opened by several strong and stout warriors. The Dorinthian refugees gently cheer you on as Dartis leads the procession, shield on high. Their eyes are both full of hope in the face of your bravery, and full of worry of the loss of their protectors.

Your group moves forward with confidence, Nefius and his six men standing in front of you initially by 100 yards. As you come closer, you can see that Rix and Alexander are kneeling on the ground in front of two armored men in the rear wielding short swords held near their throats. The two men in the middle are wearing dark robes, although the one on the right looks like he has a sort of holy symbol around his neck and a glint of armor underneath. The final two men that stand nearest you also are armed, in a similar fashion to the men in the rear, but also holding shields.

Nefius stands in the center of the six guards and two prisoners, a chest by his feet. He looks back nervously at a company of Imperials coming from the far away camp, led by a man too far to recognize. He turns back towards you as you approach within 50 feet, stares at the shield and motions to the open chest by his feet. "What do you think you're doing," he hisses in anger. "Turn over the shield and your friends will live."
 

Deuce Traveler said:
Nefius stands in the center of the six guards and two prisoners, a chest by his feet. He looks back nervously at a company of Imperials coming from the far away camp, led by a man too far to recognize. He turns back towards you as you approach within 50 feet, stares at the shield and motions to the open chest by his feet. "What do you think you're doing," he hisses in anger. "Turn over the shield and your friends will live."

"Harm either of them, and I promise that not only will you not walk away from this site, but that this shield will be buried so far under the mountain, not even the dwarves will be able to find it." shoots back Dartis.

"As for what I am doing, Counsellor, is delivering the shield. You never specified unto whom it shall be delivered, nor under what conditions. As to your fear, I have no time for it. You cower and seek to hide it from eyes. because you fear what shall happen when those eyes behold it. What do your guards think to see you cower and cringe because some shiny bauble is naked to the world and not enclosed in deceit? What, I wonder, do you fear, Counsellor? Surely the great Nefius cannot fear a ragtag group of Dorinthians. No, your fear is approaching." says Dartis staring off at the lone figure infront of the Tallione army.

Wheeling his horse around and closer to the group, Dartis gestures with the shield and addresses the guards. "I command you to release the prisoners!" Dartis calls out in a voice that only a Lord used to ruling can summon.
 

Danica stands in the back of the delegation, her crossbow in hand, having cast
Mage Armor over herself before leaving the protection of the dwarven fortress. Her spell was cast covertly, as with all her previous magics, and she is conscious that she has revealed too much for herself. Her confession to her powers has cost her the trust of her allies, it seems, andwith no benefit to be gained. Shehad thought her plan was worht pursuing, but as soon as it was spoken, it seems to have been passed over without even an acknowledgement as it was rejected.

Danica is sullen, her lips pouting subconsciously, as she stands looking at those in Nefius' delegation. But she has a job, at least for now, for Dorinthia. She eyes them up, looking to assess which one of them presents the greatest physical threat, and which one of them is the most heavily armoured.

It aches whenever she thinks of her confession, and wonders if Lord Dartis will ever have a real use for her. As a crossbowman, she had a purpose. As a messenger, she had a purpose. As a sorcerer? She feels she has been a traitor to the cause, --no that's not right, but she fears it is how she is seen now -- the cause for which she has fought. But where could she go, she wonders to herself.
 

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