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<blockquote data-quote="Renfield" data-source="post: 1058960" data-attributes="member: 13493">AftermathMany of the fires had been, for the most part, extinguished, Loren stood up from tending to a wounded soldier and moved over to where the three odd newcomers were standing conversing. &quot;Does any of you need healing?&quot; he asked his eyes darting over their wounds, even the Dark elf on the roof recieved a look over, he had assisted, it mattered not that he was one of The Shunned. The Druid looked as though he had already tended to himself, the odd Dark Elf looked unscathed, though the warrior True Elf looked rather wounded. She glanced at his crimson robes and the sunburst upon them and glared daggers as he opened his mouth to offer assistance.&quot;I can take care of myself thankyou very much.&quot; she said tartly and threw off her pack to begin the process of downing three potions. Her wounds rapidly began to knit. &quot;So I see.&quot; Loren responded and gave a farewell nod and moved on to assist other wounded. The girl had a personal grudge against Solarans, a common occurance to the south and a few other kingdoms where the church was less... pure.Kerowyn finished guzzling the last potion and stood up to see a man in brown robes with a walking stick arrive. He was a short man, though he towered over her nonetheless, with a kindly demeanor and an face that needed a shave.&quot;Good to see you on your feet again my dear.&quot; the man said to her before turning towards Nym and kicked over one of the black armored corpses to reveal a black gauntlet clenched into a fist. &quot;Mercenaries.&quot;Nym lifted a brow &quot;Mercenaries?&quot; he said then glanced west. &quot;From the mountains I imagine.&quot; to this Erias nodded. &quot;I have no idea what they came here for, but they struck after one of the guards called out about something,&quot; the druid said before glancing at Amarbie once more &quot;Oh, do forgive me, I am Erias, Nym here and I found you unconscious on the road, though I'm sure you've been briefed already.&quot; he said to Amarbie who glared sullenly at the man who had saved her life yet put her in his bed.Nym looked up to the Dark Elf and called out &quot;You there, who are you?&quot; Delver's tattered skeletal wings spread out and he jumped off the roof and slowly glided to the ground. &quot;Who am I? Who are you?&quot; he asked cocking his head to the side.&quot;I asked first.&quot; Nym said finding the man to be, at the least, odd.&quot;Asking first matters not, who are you?&quot; the man asked again. &quot;Enough games, tell us your name.&quot; Nym said his voice showing his irritation.&quot;I am called Delver by the Spirits, and as that is the name that suits me most, it is my name.&quot; He said again. &quot;You commune with the spirits?&quot; Erias said curiously. Delver nodded and smiled &quot;That I do, and they told me to come here, for Oblivion will come here soon.&quot; he pointed westward &quot;From the mountains.&quot;&quot;Oblivion?&quot; Amarbie asked curiousy when a cry rose up from around the village.&quot;Where's my baby!&quot;&quot;My boy, where's my little boy!?&quot;&quot;Jonovaaaaaam, Trisaaaaaaaaa...&quot;&quot;The children! Where are the children!&quot;Erias furrowed his brow his eyes widening in anger &quot;They took the children.&quot; he said softly and cursed under his breath. &quot;Why would they take the children?&quot;&quot;Well, I could ask him.&quot; Delver said and pointed towards the corpse of the mercenary captain. Though he pointed a little bit above as though the captain was standing right there as opposed to laying down on the ground dead.Nym nodded along with Erias as though there was nothing out of the ordinary about that, Amarbie was unphased either, there had been a witch doctor in her old village and she communicated with the dead as well. Delver began to make his way over to the corpse for the interrogation. &quot;Who are these Mercenaries?&quot; Nym asked and was answered not by Erias but one of the Guardians of Fire who had happened by when the question was asked. &quot;Black Fists,&quot; he said spitting &quot;Nasty bunch, they do the dirty work that most mercenaries wouldn't want to dirty their gauntlets in.&quot; He spat at one corpse. &quot;Blackest of the black, saying suits 'em too.&quot; with that the man moved on making sure the corpses were indeed corpses.&quot;Well, that answers my question, but why come here, why steal children...&quot; heasked, himself as much as Erias. &quot;Well, Delver there mentioned Oblivion...&quot; at this Nym nodded and slowly his eyes widened. &quot;Oblivion?&quot; Amarbie asked once again her own brow furrowed in puzzlement.&quot;Nonexistance.&quot; Erias said solemnly. &quot;When one dies ones soul and spirit move on in one form or the other. They may go to Solar, become one with Gaia, return in another form or even&nbsp; be tortured for all eternity by Talishar.&quot; He frowned &quot;However Oblivion is the utter anihilation of the soul and by connection the spirit... or vise versa depending on the terminology of choice, but the effect is the same.&quot;Nym nodded &quot;There are very few things that can utterly destroy a soul.&quot; he said &quot;Not difficult things, just few things, one of these are ritualistic sacrifices.&quot;Amarbie gasped and Erias shook his head &quot;And the energy of a child is far greater for such purposes.&quot; the druid said and turned to Nym. &quot;I'm beginning to see why you three were called here.&quot; he looked at Nanaki for a moment before returning his gaze to Nym &quot;You by Gaia.&quot; he said looking over at the Dark Elf who seemed to be conversing with someone &quot;Him by the spirits.&quot; then turned to Amarbie &quot;And you by coincidence.&quot; &quot;I don't believe in coincidence.&quot; Amarbie said her tone grim.&quot;Fate then.&quot; Erias said as Delver finally returned.&quot;His name is Marcurian.&quot; the odd Elf said as he arrived &quot;He was sent by some Talisharans to kidnap the children.&quot;&quot;That confirms our fears of sacrificing,&quot; Nym said &quot;Where did they come from?&quot;&quot;An old Temple in the Shorntooth mountains, couple days travel from here.&quot; he said after listening to a pouch. &quot;Aparently it was a site of great power.&quot;Erias nodded once again &quot;Yes, that was a temple to an old cult that worshipped Gaia and Solar as a divine couple.&quot; he said, Nym lifted a brow at that &quot;It's been abandoned for ages, I've been there a time or two...&quot; &quot;So that's where we must go then?&quot; Amarbie said and Erias nodded. &quot;If they have the children they'll be taking the main path, and there will be many of them.&quot; Erias said than thought a moment &quot;I have a map depicting a rather complicated path to a side entrance of the temple I used. It's a longer trip, but if you hurry you might make it in time...&quot;Amarbie shook her head. &quot;No, they have an hours head start and they have horses,&quot; she said frustration creeping into her voice &quot;By the time we get there the children will be sacrificed.&quot;Delver shook his head &quot;No, they will not.&quot; he said simply, everyone looked at him curiously. He pointed to the sky &quot;In four days there will be a blood moon.&quot; he said bringing his arm down and looking as though those words explained everything... they practically did.Realization dawned on the other threes faces, the full moon was a prime time for a sacrifice, but a blood moon was a crimson full moon, even the most skeptical person staid indoors on the night or nights of a bloodmoon for strange and horrid things were known to occur. Sacrificial energies were increased many fold during these unholy nights.&quot;We must hurry.&quot; Nym spoke as Erias left to retrieve the map. &quot;While we have four days I have a plan that may allow us to stop them before they even get to the temple.&quot;*End of Session One*</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Renfield, post: 1058960, member: 13493"] [b]Aftermath[/b] Many of the fires had been, for the most part, extinguished, Loren stood up from tending to a wounded soldier and moved over to where the three odd newcomers were standing conversing. "Does any of you need healing?" he asked his eyes darting over their wounds, even the Dark elf on the roof recieved a look over, he had assisted, it mattered not that he was one of The Shunned. The Druid looked as though he had already tended to himself, the odd Dark Elf looked unscathed, though the warrior True Elf looked rather wounded. She glanced at his crimson robes and the sunburst upon them and glared daggers as he opened his mouth to offer assistance. "I can take care of myself thankyou very much." she said tartly and threw off her pack to begin the process of downing three potions. Her wounds rapidly began to knit. "So I see." Loren responded and gave a farewell nod and moved on to assist other wounded. The girl had a personal grudge against Solarans, a common occurance to the south and a few other kingdoms where the church was less... pure. Kerowyn finished guzzling the last potion and stood up to see a man in brown robes with a walking stick arrive. He was a short man, though he towered over her nonetheless, with a kindly demeanor and an face that needed a shave. "Good to see you on your feet again my dear." the man said to her before turning towards Nym and kicked over one of the black armored corpses to reveal a black gauntlet clenched into a fist. "Mercenaries." Nym lifted a brow "Mercenaries?" he said then glanced west. "From the mountains I imagine." to this Erias nodded. "I have no idea what they came here for, but they struck after one of the guards called out about something," the druid said before glancing at Amarbie once more "Oh, do forgive me, I am Erias, Nym here and I found you unconscious on the road, though I'm sure you've been briefed already." he said to Amarbie who glared sullenly at the man who had saved her life yet put her in his bed. Nym looked up to the Dark Elf and called out "You there, who are you?" Delver's tattered skeletal wings spread out and he jumped off the roof and slowly glided to the ground. "Who am I? Who are you?" he asked cocking his head to the side. "I asked first." Nym said finding the man to be, at the least, odd. "Asking first matters not, who are you?" the man asked again. "Enough games, tell us your name." Nym said his voice showing his irritation. "I am called Delver by the Spirits, and as that is the name that suits me most, it is my name." He said again. "You commune with the spirits?" Erias said curiously. Delver nodded and smiled "That I do, and they told me to come here, for Oblivion will come here soon." he pointed westward "From the mountains." "Oblivion?" Amarbie asked curiousy when a cry rose up from around the village. "Where's my baby!" "My boy, where's my little boy!?" "Jonovaaaaaam, Trisaaaaaaaaa..." "The children! Where are the children!" Erias furrowed his brow his eyes widening in anger "They took the children." he said softly and cursed under his breath. "Why would they take the children?" "Well, I could ask him." Delver said and pointed towards the corpse of the mercenary captain. Though he pointed a little bit above as though the captain was standing right there as opposed to laying down on the ground dead. Nym nodded along with Erias as though there was nothing out of the ordinary about that, Amarbie was unphased either, there had been a witch doctor in her old village and she communicated with the dead as well. Delver began to make his way over to the corpse for the interrogation. "Who are these Mercenaries?" Nym asked and was answered not by Erias but one of the Guardians of Fire who had happened by when the question was asked. "Black Fists," he said spitting "Nasty bunch, they do the dirty work that most mercenaries wouldn't want to dirty their gauntlets in." He spat at one corpse. "Blackest of the black, saying suits 'em too." with that the man moved on making sure the corpses were indeed corpses. "Well, that answers my question, but why come here, why steal children..." heasked, himself as much as Erias. "Well, Delver there mentioned Oblivion..." at this Nym nodded and slowly his eyes widened. "Oblivion?" Amarbie asked once again her own brow furrowed in puzzlement. "Nonexistance." Erias said solemnly. "When one dies ones soul and spirit move on in one form or the other. They may go to Solar, become one with Gaia, return in another form or even be tortured for all eternity by Talishar." He frowned "However Oblivion is the utter anihilation of the soul and by connection the spirit... or vise versa depending on the terminology of choice, but the effect is the same." Nym nodded "There are very few things that can utterly destroy a soul." he said "Not difficult things, just few things, one of these are ritualistic sacrifices." Amarbie gasped and Erias shook his head "And the energy of a child is far greater for such purposes." the druid said and turned to Nym. "I'm beginning to see why you three were called here." he looked at Nanaki for a moment before returning his gaze to Nym "You by Gaia." he said looking over at the Dark Elf who seemed to be conversing with someone "Him by the spirits." then turned to Amarbie "And you by coincidence." "I don't believe in coincidence." Amarbie said her tone grim. "Fate then." Erias said as Delver finally returned. "His name is Marcurian." the odd Elf said as he arrived "He was sent by some Talisharans to kidnap the children." "That confirms our fears of sacrificing," Nym said "Where did they come from?" "An old Temple in the Shorntooth mountains, couple days travel from here." he said after listening to a pouch. "Aparently it was a site of great power." Erias nodded once again "Yes, that was a temple to an old cult that worshipped Gaia and Solar as a divine couple." he said, Nym lifted a brow at that "It's been abandoned for ages, I've been there a time or two..." "So that's where we must go then?" Amarbie said and Erias nodded. "If they have the children they'll be taking the main path, and there will be many of them." Erias said than thought a moment "I have a map depicting a rather complicated path to a side entrance of the temple I used. It's a longer trip, but if you hurry you might make it in time..." Amarbie shook her head. "No, they have an hours head start and they have horses," she said frustration creeping into her voice "By the time we get there the children will be sacrificed." Delver shook his head "No, they will not." he said simply, everyone looked at him curiously. He pointed to the sky "In four days there will be a blood moon." he said bringing his arm down and looking as though those words explained everything... they practically did. Realization dawned on the other threes faces, the full moon was a prime time for a sacrifice, but a blood moon was a crimson full moon, even the most skeptical person staid indoors on the night or nights of a bloodmoon for strange and horrid things were known to occur. Sacrificial energies were increased many fold during these unholy nights. "We must hurry." Nym spoke as Erias left to retrieve the map. "While we have four days I have a plan that may allow us to stop them before they even get to the temple." *End of Session One* [/QUOTE]

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