Paths of Legend: Lord Noran's War (IC)

[Yttermayn]

Frontier City of Delagund, Duchy of Vedlund

Lord Noran clears his throat and eyes the new arrival, "I was not aware that an elven delegation was arriving. That you are in this room speaks to the sorry state of affairs of my security. To you all, my main concern, as should be evident, is defense. Of myself, of this keep and of this town. Ahote is it? Since you are here, I may as well make use of you."

He closes his eyes and rubs his temples before continuing, "Each of you is an outsider...strange to the common folk. I don't trust my own people as I don't know which of them may be a spy for the King. I need you to be my defense. My eyes and ears," as he looks at the dwarf, "my sword arm," as he looks at the half-ogre, "and my magical defense," as he looks at the half-elf. Looking to the elf, "What skill do you bring to the table?"

"The wrath of spirits, and the fury of flames are my calling. Unbridled arcane power at your disposal."

OOC: Sorry for the brief, sporadic replies. Having little internet access lately. Will get back to normal in a few days.

 

[shadowmask]

Keefe smiles deviously, waving over a servant woman to take Nyrazha's orders, "Not all the servants flee in terror from me, only the ones we habitually flay." His smile widens at the mixed look of shock and disgust transforms the face of woman. "And really it wasn't your company I was dreading, although you never know from someone who is constantly veiled, but more so the angel's. They can be a real killjoy, and very judgemental for being so good and pure." Before the servant is dismissed, Keefe requests that his travelling gear and riding boots are summoned as well.

Nyrazha stiffens slightly at Keefe's comment about flaying servants. Seeing the servant woman's reaction, she reinterprets her companion's smile. "You're teasing me, now. For shame, my lord. That's not particularly...diplomatic." She smiles slightly.

"I have noticed that many Azgundi look at me strangely because of my attire. The veils serve their purpose quite well, however." She mulls over his comments on the angel. "I find the angel very...refreshing in her honesty." She looks at her companion again. Smiling, eyes dancing, she continues on in silence.

 

[ethandrew]

Keefe shrugs at her responses, "Azgund is at war, you shouldn't be surprised that its citizens look at any foreigner oddly. They, like I, are not diplomats, merely simple people who wish to live their lives in peace. My job in this game is to make that happen for them, no more no less." He pauses, and takes a deep sigh, "Perhaps I say too much, though, revealing my hand in things. I might be better served proclaiming my mission to destroy the angel, take her wings for my own, and name myself avatar of the gods. People would assume no less, of course, coming from me.

"A tangent, I know, but my mind has a lot to say and seems to lack the necessary filter to stop my mouth from saying it."

 

[shadowmask]

Nyrazha pauses, actually looking at him. "Your comments regarding the angel aside for, as you said, this is what others say of you behind your back, I believe, my lord, that we are both serving the same goals for our people. I wish nothing but peace for my people, as you wish for yours." Her eyes harden, taking on the edged shine often seen in jewels. "If what your war minister says is true, the Fire Caste has sided with the Thayvians, and my people will pay the price the Firestarters will owe. To keep that from happening I will do whatever it takes to keep the Flame Bringers from winning this war."

Even if that means I must pay the price myself. Her posture takes on a defeated pose, a vaguely lost expression flits across what Keefe can see of her features. "We waste time, Prince. We must buy Kae'ari a horse for our journey, and I look forward to riding Zephyra again."

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

OOC: Voda Vosa, blackdraco, and bedford, we didn't hear from you last week. bedford, that's two weeks in a row for you. Let me know what's going on in the OOC thread.

Frontier City of Delagund, Duchy of Vedlund

Lord Noran is about to say something to Ahote when a young scout, dirty and seemingly exhausted, barges into the chamber, "My Lord!" leaning on the door, he drops to one knee, "Orcs! Slaughtered the patrol...on their way here." He falls to the floor in a heap.

The Capital City of Azgund, Temple of the Healing Light

As Kae'Ari flies overhead, she sees the people of the city looking up at her in awe. The temple, still surrounded by scaffolding, workers milling about, stones scattered across the plot of land where the foundation has been built. A shrine off to the side is where the Lightbringers currently gather and this is where a young, white-robed acolyte looks to the sky as Kae'Ari descends, "As always, we are blessed by your presence. What brings you back to us?"

The Capital City of Azgund, the King's Palace

As Keefe and Nyrazha approach the royal stables, servants lead Zephyra and the prince's horse up to them. The horses are already saddled, though Zephyra bucks slightly at the servant leading him...and the servant appears exasperated as if this isn't the first annoyance from the horse that morning.

OOC: I have a house ruled set of feats in the works which I will be posting in the OOC thread.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"What? Boy, rise now!... He is down it seems... Theres no time, hurry up you three, we got to cut some orc throat, Rahaha!" Shajrom draw his short bow, and starts running towards the exit.

 

[Yttermayn]

A sparkle appears in Ahote's eyes at the boy's news. "Mayhap a demonstration of talent is in order, milord?" he says with a sly smile. Ahote snaps to attention with a salute and awaits a response or dismissal from Noran.

 

[shadowmask]

Entering the stables, Nyrazha seems to shake the gloom that had gathered. Reaching into an otherwise hidden pocket, she pulls a treat for Zephyra and approaches the horse.

Stopping a few feet away, Nyrazha murmurs in a mix of Emiran and Aquan, "You've been putting the stableboy through his paces...again." She shakes her head and gives a low chuckle. Switching to Azgundi, she tells the stablehand, "I will take her from here. I thank you for her care."

Switching back to Emiran, "Come, Zephyra." The horse pricks her ears forward, arches her neck, and prances up to her mistress. The horse stops right in front of Nyrazha and begins lipping her sleeves. Nyrazha opens her palm revealing a bit of fruit, and Zephyra daintily munches the treat.

While the horse crunches contentedly, Nyrazha conducts an inspection of the horse and the equipment. Finding everything satisfactory, Nyrazha mounts gracefully and turns to Keefe. "Shall we make our way to the horse market, my lord? I believe the angel is not the patient sort."

 

[bedford]

hrugnir seems eager for combat as he races for the exit with his maul alredy in his hand.

 

[Lynx_The_one]

"Firstly, I wish to tell about something which has happened at the palace, secondly I wish to inquire about what is known about the king's nephew's shady activities" Kae'ari replies.