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<blockquote data-quote="akira1" data-source="post: 4615630" data-attributes="member: 64437"><p><strong>Interlude 1: The Lady Ravensbrow(1)</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">The light of faerie fire illumination and torches reflected up from the city below contrasted sharply on the alabaster features of Claudia Ravensbrow(2) as she stood in the tall slender tower that she was currently using as her base of operations in the City- State of Rath. Her fine red silk dress clung alluringly to her as she stood calmly looking out at the city sprawling beneath her. A fine blood crystal decanter stood on a low table near the door and three tall backed chairs with clawed feet and heavily padded cushions stood in a circle in the center of the chamber. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Normally Claudia had the patience of a stone but tonight she was having difficulty keeping her emotions under control. She still could not believe that the Cold Rider, a Vampire and one of the Lich Kings top Lieutenants, had been assassinated and if the buzz her informants was getting was correct, someone had used an arrow made from an enchanted unicorn horn to accomplish this. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Her jet-black hair fell in luxurious black waves down to her waist and in her palm she clutched a very sweaty scrap of a note. Looking at the piece of parchment for the hundredth time, Claudia could not help but shudder as a cold spike of fear stabbed into her spine. The note handed to her in one of the local temples by a Fell Matriarch herself and former member of the Cold Riders retinue, one Ebe Nadachingo, had stated that the Scion had had most of the Cold Rider’s retinue killed and was slowly torturing the survivors attempting to gain information on the motives of the Lich King. A crease between her eyes was the only hint at her emotional turmoil as she moved away from the window lost in deep thought. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> A magical alarm on the door rang out in Claudia’s mind and caused Claudia to stop and stare at it apprehensively. The Scions noose was closing tighter and soon she knew she and her compatriots would have to flee for their own lives. Collecting herself she squared her shoulders and cleared her thoughts. She knew that if anyone was going to enter that door they would have to know the correct magical phrases and speak them in the proper sequence or the spell traps she had woven into the door would stop anything short of a dragon. For a sickening second, Claudia wondered if maybe the lateness of her companions was due to the efforts of the Scions Priestess Opal Mardochan and her Cadre. Claudia quickly ran through her inventory of memorized defensive spells and then she unstrapped her wand holster and let the cool metal of a Kazum Kesh Death Rod slide down into her left hand. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Claudia waited for what seemed an eternity before the door opened and swung soundlessly in on its well-oiled hinges. Striding into the room, two men one tall muscular and dressed in the leather and metal armor of the Grim Riders(3), his large metal wolf’s head pendant gleamed sharply in the light and his large grayish red beard stood out all over his face. His cold gray eyes seemed to dismiss everything in the room except Claudia and when she looked into them she saw a fury and fear there that she had not seen weeks ago. The other male a tall slim man dressed in flowing green robes trimmed with gold thread and a wide leather belt around his waist along with soft looking silk slippers shut the door after his familiar a black cat named Batiste sauntered in haughtily on their tales. Batiste stopped and scanned the room looking for hidden dangers or traps. Satisfied that they were safe for the moment the cat jumped up into one of the chairs and nonchalantly began to groom himself. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> ”What took you so long Raesene? I was beginning to wonder if you were coming back at all.” Claudia stated as Raesene himself unpinned his veil and poured himself a drink from the blood crystal decanter. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Swirling the black liquid around in the glass, a wry smile spread across Raesene’s dark features as he inhaled the scent of the Drow wine known as Quroulie he closed his vibrant green eyes and exhaled deeply. “ I got distracted Claudia, you know I cannot resist a damsel in distress.” </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Claudia stiffened at his nonchalance and disregard for his companion in this endeavor. Taking one step forward she raised her hand with the Death Rod in it and pointed it at Raesene. Raesene stopped swirling his cup and suddenly his familiar seemed ready to pounce. “You will not endanger our work here again by going off on one of your escapades. You were simply to go get the good priest here and return. If this happens again you will not have to worry about Opal and the Scion catching you.” </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Claudia’s threat hung like a miasma between the two of them until the Barbarian cleared his throat. The tension in the room visibly relaxed and the familiar went back to grooming himself as Claudia placed the Death Rod back into its holster. Pouring another glass, Raesene handed it to the Barbarian and then picked his cat up and sat placing the animal back on his lap. Everyone took their seat then.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Raesene visibly relaxed now after the tense moments of a minute ago explained, “ I was not on an escapade as you say Claudia. I saw the Black Demon(4) and engaged him.” </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Claudia looked flatly at Raesene and said, “Continue”. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Raesene said, “The Beast was fighting a drow warrior in an alley where he had slain 2 more Grim Riders.” As he said this, Raesene tipped his glass towards the Barbarian and then he went on, “ It was the Drow known as Kalanaghar and I think you are familiar with him Claudia?”</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Claudia waited a minute as that name rolled around in her memory. She said, “ Yes, I know of him. He is one of those adventurers I had a run in with a few months back.” Claudia tapped the side of her chair with a staccato rhythm.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Into this rhythmic silence the Barbarian began in his deep baritone voice, “ I did not come here, risking my life to watch you two fight and then contemplate old friends.” </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Turning in his chair so that he was facing Claudia who leaned forward and steepled her fingers the Barbarian said, “You said your employer would protect us from retaliation and so far none of that protection has materialized. Grim Riders are dieing on a nightly basis now and Grakus is wondering if we do not need to take the information we have and seek our security somewhere else.” </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Claudia eyed the barbarian, Valinar, coldly over her steepeled fingers. As things went Claudia knew that she and Raesene along with Batiste could take the Barbarian Cleric but it would be a tough fight with no guarantee that she and Raesene would both survive. Valinar was known as Valinar the Smiter and he was one of the founding members of the Grim Riders. Eyeing him all Claudia could see was calm self-assurance and fury. All of these thoughts flashed through her mind and out of the corner of her eye she could see that Raesene was prepared to attack as well as Batiste. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Leaning back in her tall backed chair Claudia said, “ Perhaps you could go sale your information to Opal and gain a measure of revenge against the Scarlet Circle, but do you really want to be on the bad side of my Employer?”</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> The barbarian heard the capital that Claudia had put into the word Employer and his face blanched slightly and she could see his resolve weaken a bit. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> She said, “ Would you rather be hunted by the Circle and all of my Employers resources or a lone demon with a Demon Touched Kel’Soval (5)controlling it?” </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Sensing her advantage Claudia pressed, “Leave the Demon to us and remember you and your friends will be reimbursed for all losses.” </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> The Barbarian seemed to have been mollified by this but he ventured, “ When are you going to do something about the demon? I need something to take back to Grakus.” </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Suddenly from outside a column of fire and a low rumbling explosion shook the room. Dust from the ancient stones filtered down and settled over everyone inside the tower. Standing Claudia and the others went to the window and looked out on the city. In the distance they saw a building burning with a bright orange fire. Distantly the cries of the wounded could be heard as well as the clash of arms. Moving and pouring herself a glass of the Drow wine Claudia watched as both men stared out at the street battle. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Rejoining her companions at the window Claudia said, “The first pieces in this game have begun to move Valinar and soon we will check mate this Black demon, his Kel Soval master, and their Shoon allies.” </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="color: white"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"> Grimly Valinar </span></span>turned<span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"> to Claudia and stared harshly at her. He stated, “ Lets hope your little turf war does not get out of hand. Grakus is leery of lending you anymore help as it is until some of this protection you have thrown about materializes.” </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> The orange light of the fire made Claudia look ghastly as she sipped from her blood crystal glass. With a small smile playing across her lips Claudia stroked the large Barbarians arm and said, “ All in due time Valinar, all in due time.” </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white"> Turning from the Barbarian, Claudia stood in front of the window and watched the opening maneuvers of the pawns that had been set in motion. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">(1): This story is a combination of my notes on the movement of certain NPC's combined with some of the movements of the Players. Some of the events (The fight between Kalanaghar and the Black demon and why its killing Grim Riders) are not chronicled here yet but will be in future posts.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">(2): In the first set of adventures, Claudia attempted to hire the players characters to steal something from a warehouse. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">(3): The Grim Riders: The Grim Riders are a mercenary company composed of 500 Berserkers, and 100 Clerics of Batista the Raging One, that operates out of Rath and the lands of the 7 tribes (the same place the PC"s went to get the unicorn horn). They were hired early in the game session and the events of their exploits will be coming up soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">(4): This is the same creature that was in the death box earlier in the story. They grow and become more powerful as the eat people which also makes them less docile and more aggressive and unstable. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">(5) Kel' Soval- A member of the Shoon Hierarchy, their task is to control the Black Demons who have grown above a certain size.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">****************Next: Interlude 2: The Lich King Awakens*************</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="akira1, post: 4615630, member: 64437"] [b]Interlude 1: The Lady Ravensbrow(1)[/b] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white]The light of faerie fire illumination and torches reflected up from the city below contrasted sharply on the alabaster features of Claudia Ravensbrow(2) as she stood in the tall slender tower that she was currently using as her base of operations in the City- State of Rath. Her fine red silk dress clung alluringly to her as she stood calmly looking out at the city sprawling beneath her. A fine blood crystal decanter stood on a low table near the door and three tall backed chairs with clawed feet and heavily padded cushions stood in a circle in the center of the chamber. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Normally Claudia had the patience of a stone but tonight she was having difficulty keeping her emotions under control. She still could not believe that the Cold Rider, a Vampire and one of the Lich Kings top Lieutenants, had been assassinated and if the buzz her informants was getting was correct, someone had used an arrow made from an enchanted unicorn horn to accomplish this. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Her jet-black hair fell in luxurious black waves down to her waist and in her palm she clutched a very sweaty scrap of a note. Looking at the piece of parchment for the hundredth time, Claudia could not help but shudder as a cold spike of fear stabbed into her spine. The note handed to her in one of the local temples by a Fell Matriarch herself and former member of the Cold Riders retinue, one Ebe Nadachingo, had stated that the Scion had had most of the Cold Rider’s retinue killed and was slowly torturing the survivors attempting to gain information on the motives of the Lich King. A crease between her eyes was the only hint at her emotional turmoil as she moved away from the window lost in deep thought. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] A magical alarm on the door rang out in Claudia’s mind and caused Claudia to stop and stare at it apprehensively. The Scions noose was closing tighter and soon she knew she and her compatriots would have to flee for their own lives. Collecting herself she squared her shoulders and cleared her thoughts. She knew that if anyone was going to enter that door they would have to know the correct magical phrases and speak them in the proper sequence or the spell traps she had woven into the door would stop anything short of a dragon. For a sickening second, Claudia wondered if maybe the lateness of her companions was due to the efforts of the Scions Priestess Opal Mardochan and her Cadre. Claudia quickly ran through her inventory of memorized defensive spells and then she unstrapped her wand holster and let the cool metal of a Kazum Kesh Death Rod slide down into her left hand. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Claudia waited for what seemed an eternity before the door opened and swung soundlessly in on its well-oiled hinges. Striding into the room, two men one tall muscular and dressed in the leather and metal armor of the Grim Riders(3), his large metal wolf’s head pendant gleamed sharply in the light and his large grayish red beard stood out all over his face. His cold gray eyes seemed to dismiss everything in the room except Claudia and when she looked into them she saw a fury and fear there that she had not seen weeks ago. The other male a tall slim man dressed in flowing green robes trimmed with gold thread and a wide leather belt around his waist along with soft looking silk slippers shut the door after his familiar a black cat named Batiste sauntered in haughtily on their tales. Batiste stopped and scanned the room looking for hidden dangers or traps. Satisfied that they were safe for the moment the cat jumped up into one of the chairs and nonchalantly began to groom himself. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] ”What took you so long Raesene? I was beginning to wonder if you were coming back at all.” Claudia stated as Raesene himself unpinned his veil and poured himself a drink from the blood crystal decanter. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Swirling the black liquid around in the glass, a wry smile spread across Raesene’s dark features as he inhaled the scent of the Drow wine known as Quroulie he closed his vibrant green eyes and exhaled deeply. “ I got distracted Claudia, you know I cannot resist a damsel in distress.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Claudia stiffened at his nonchalance and disregard for his companion in this endeavor. Taking one step forward she raised her hand with the Death Rod in it and pointed it at Raesene. Raesene stopped swirling his cup and suddenly his familiar seemed ready to pounce. “You will not endanger our work here again by going off on one of your escapades. You were simply to go get the good priest here and return. If this happens again you will not have to worry about Opal and the Scion catching you.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Claudia’s threat hung like a miasma between the two of them until the Barbarian cleared his throat. The tension in the room visibly relaxed and the familiar went back to grooming himself as Claudia placed the Death Rod back into its holster. Pouring another glass, Raesene handed it to the Barbarian and then picked his cat up and sat placing the animal back on his lap. Everyone took their seat then.[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Raesene visibly relaxed now after the tense moments of a minute ago explained, “ I was not on an escapade as you say Claudia. I saw the Black Demon(4) and engaged him.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Claudia looked flatly at Raesene and said, “Continue”. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Raesene said, “The Beast was fighting a drow warrior in an alley where he had slain 2 more Grim Riders.” As he said this, Raesene tipped his glass towards the Barbarian and then he went on, “ It was the Drow known as Kalanaghar and I think you are familiar with him Claudia?”[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Claudia waited a minute as that name rolled around in her memory. She said, “ Yes, I know of him. He is one of those adventurers I had a run in with a few months back.” Claudia tapped the side of her chair with a staccato rhythm.[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Into this rhythmic silence the Barbarian began in his deep baritone voice, “ I did not come here, risking my life to watch you two fight and then contemplate old friends.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Turning in his chair so that he was facing Claudia who leaned forward and steepled her fingers the Barbarian said, “You said your employer would protect us from retaliation and so far none of that protection has materialized. Grim Riders are dieing on a nightly basis now and Grakus is wondering if we do not need to take the information we have and seek our security somewhere else.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Claudia eyed the barbarian, Valinar, coldly over her steepeled fingers. As things went Claudia knew that she and Raesene along with Batiste could take the Barbarian Cleric but it would be a tough fight with no guarantee that she and Raesene would both survive. Valinar was known as Valinar the Smiter and he was one of the founding members of the Grim Riders. Eyeing him all Claudia could see was calm self-assurance and fury. All of these thoughts flashed through her mind and out of the corner of her eye she could see that Raesene was prepared to attack as well as Batiste. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Leaning back in her tall backed chair Claudia said, “ Perhaps you could go sale your information to Opal and gain a measure of revenge against the Scarlet Circle, but do you really want to be on the bad side of my Employer?”[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] The barbarian heard the capital that Claudia had put into the word Employer and his face blanched slightly and she could see his resolve weaken a bit. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] She said, “ Would you rather be hunted by the Circle and all of my Employers resources or a lone demon with a Demon Touched Kel’Soval (5)controlling it?” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Sensing her advantage Claudia pressed, “Leave the Demon to us and remember you and your friends will be reimbursed for all losses.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] The Barbarian seemed to have been mollified by this but he ventured, “ When are you going to do something about the demon? I need something to take back to Grakus.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Suddenly from outside a column of fire and a low rumbling explosion shook the room. Dust from the ancient stones filtered down and settled over everyone inside the tower. Standing Claudia and the others went to the window and looked out on the city. In the distance they saw a building burning with a bright orange fire. Distantly the cries of the wounded could be heard as well as the clash of arms. Moving and pouring herself a glass of the Drow wine Claudia watched as both men stared out at the street battle. [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Rejoining her companions at the window Claudia said, “The first pieces in this game have begun to move Valinar and soon we will check mate this Black demon, his Kel Soval master, and their Shoon allies.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] Grimly Valinar [/FONT][/SIZE]turned[SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] to Claudia and stared harshly at her. He stated, “ Lets hope your little turf war does not get out of hand. Grakus is leery of lending you anymore help as it is until some of this protection you have thrown about materializes.” [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] The orange light of the fire made Claudia look ghastly as she sipped from her blood crystal glass. With a small smile playing across her lips Claudia stroked the large Barbarians arm and said, “ All in due time Valinar, all in due time.” [/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] [/COLOR][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=white] Turning from the Barbarian, Claudia stood in front of the window and watched the opening maneuvers of the pawns that had been set in motion. [/COLOR][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman]-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------[/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman](1): This story is a combination of my notes on the movement of certain NPC's combined with some of the movements of the Players. Some of the events (The fight between Kalanaghar and the Black demon and why its killing Grim Riders) are not chronicled here yet but will be in future posts.[/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman](2): In the first set of adventures, Claudia attempted to hire the players characters to steal something from a warehouse. [/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman](3): The Grim Riders: The Grim Riders are a mercenary company composed of 500 Berserkers, and 100 Clerics of Batista the Raging One, that operates out of Rath and the lands of the 7 tribes (the same place the PC"s went to get the unicorn horn). They were hired early in the game session and the events of their exploits will be coming up soon.[/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman](4): This is the same creature that was in the death box earlier in the story. They grow and become more powerful as the eat people which also makes them less docile and more aggressive and unstable. [/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman](5) Kel' Soval- A member of the Shoon Hierarchy, their task is to control the Black Demons who have grown above a certain size.[/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][FONT=Times New Roman]****************Next: Interlude 2: The Lich King Awakens*************[/FONT][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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