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Message: <blockquote data-quote="hewligan" data-source="post: 5066369" data-attributes="member: 19688">Jakardos starts angrily, as if about to respond with fury to Jovik's assertion, but then the strength seems to collapse from behind his eyes, and his head drops to observe the table. He pushes a crust of bread around his plate as he speaks quietly."I know I should have been there, at the fort, when the attack came. And I know what I said about going out with a scouting party to find out if the ogres were mobilising. Well, that was half true. We were going to check on that, but of course, I could, should, have stayed at the fort. The thing is, Vale here had passed on some intelligence to me. My daughter ... a black arrow, like you two ... one of the ones who comes and goes, not a permanent fixture. Not some ex-prisoner who had elected to serve their sentence in the fort rather than in a rat-ridden jail. A true black arrow. I had heard from Vale that she had come back, but had refused to see me. Heck, this is why I took this position. I knew she was a black arrow. I hoped the position would give me an opportunity to mend some rather damaged bridges between us. Well, she had come back, but had not entered the fort, or at least, not openly. Vale knew her well, and had met with her in private, and then he had passed on to me that she had left again, gone on one of her missions into the forest to investigate the root of the ogre raids. Always a free spirit, that one. Well, I was worried for her. I felt she would never survive on her own against the resurgent strength of the Kreegs. So I decided that we would go out and find her.We did find her tracks, and we were following them deep into the Kreegwood when ... well, we found that they crossed with the path of the ogre mobilisation. There was no sign of her, but as we followed the ogres back towards the fort we did see her footprints on occasion. She appeared to be being dragged along, but her small imprint against the mess of giant ogre prints, was all too obvious.And so we raced back towards the fort, but were beaten there by them. And the fort had fallen, and the rest is true. I was enraged. I pictured my men dead inside, but also her ... my daughter. I ordered an assault - doomed to failure. And it did fail. But I saw her. I saw her inside that fort, just before we were repulsed. Caged, like a beast."</blockquote>

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