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<blockquote data-quote="thejc" data-source="post: 5418609" data-attributes="member: 100006"><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Part II</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Titus soon met up with Utah in a den of iniquity. That proved to be a dangerous combination. They both had a taste for strong liquor, games. They were short on coin, tall in the mouth, but unlike most they could back it up. Needless to say that the common room of said Den of iniquity was wrecked, the city guard was called, and it took a lot of favors to avoid being banished from Pol’Cera.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">The other’s endeavors proved quite fruitful. Thorn found some of his former brotherhood and dealt with them. They were however not high enough on the food chain to give him any information he did not already possess. Morganis found the location of the Frosthammer, an ancient military hold that was once known as Fir’ et Omega or the Fort of the Last Flame. The Fort was far to the East and the North. Roland believed had a start on the location of the Spear. It is known as “<em>Rhongomyniad</em>” and was last used by a barbarian warrior called Halder the Righteous. The tombs of the barbarian hero’s were also to the North and a fair proximity to Fir’ et Omega. The first spear clue was the closest so the party set out with anxious determination. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">A few days into the ride the weather started to cool a bit. August noticed that both Thorn and Titus were visibly on edge. “Thorn, Titus is something wrong?” The two scouts looked at each other and nodded. Titus spoke “Since we have left Pol’Cera we have been shadowed. I believe it to be agents of Pol’Cera to see if we are really leaving for a time. Thorn does not share my sentiments.” Thorn turned his horse to face the rest of the party “The one who tracks us is exceedingly great and skillful in the arts of hiding and tracking. This is no governmental agent. He has been beyond even my ability”. This took the party aback a bit. They had all seen how easily the man walked in the shadow, like he belonged, like he was a part of them. Titus spoke again “By mid day we will cross the borders of the Griffon Lands and the Empires northern line. We have not said anything because if they are indeed a man of the Empire or the Griffon Lands then they will likely break off. By this evening we will know much more”. While satisfied this did not console the party in the least. It could be anyone The Brothers of Rhone, Imperial Inquisitors, De’Achas and his henchmen. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">That night at camp everyone one was on edge. They set a double watch. There vigilance did not pay off for no one noticed the silent shadow that drifted on the edge of the fire’s light. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">The next day they came the stone bridge a relic from the Ossorian Empire. The bridge was actually a large stone platform that was swung out on a mechanism that was powered by a crank on the platform. It was slow going, at this rate it would take over 20 minutes to get to the other side. “Get behind the Horses!” Thorn yelled as arrows streaked out from the side they left from. Titus fired a few shots off but it became obvious that the attacker was moving from cover to cover and any return fire was useless. When the last horse fell dead the assault stopped. “Now he has limited our mobility and speed.” August said. “You think it is one man?” Titus asked. “Possibly but definitely no more than two or three or they would’ve pressed their advantage on the bridge. Now they have an edge in travel. They are probably not strong enough to take us on head to head.” “Then we need to move and move now” Titus exclaimed. That night at camp they set watch and patrol and still came with nothing. As they broke camp Roland voiced an obvious fact “At our current pace I believe we will reach the village of Kragbrook in two days. Well more of a trading post really but I doubt our hound will want to risk us being able to pick up new horses. My guess is he will make he will present his endgame before we break camp tomorrow.” Morganis spoke up “We could press through the night I can see well in the dark and Thorn and Titus are no slouches either” They party nodded. “We need to be able to shape the battlefield as well” August added. They plodded on and discussed strategy as they went.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">The first arrow flew soon after the sun went down. It took the Vatan Cleric in his right arm rendering it useless in battle until it was healed. With incredible speed the arrows came. The other wounds from the volley were minor. “There!” Morganis pointed Utah’s eyes flashed and a ball of light appeared in the fir trees branches. The illumination granted a glimpse of their attacker. He sat high as he rode away from the light. The next volley came. This time both Titus and August dropped. “Back to back” Morganis cried. The next arrows came Thorn dropped screaming and clutching his leg. Utah too landed with a thud but he did not make a sound. Roland was left guns pointed to and fro wildly. Morganis started to pump the healing power of Vatan into his ruined arm. “Ssstop priessst” their attacker said as he came from the shadows. Roland gasped as it was revealed that the assailant was no man, but had mottled green and black skin and had no horse but the bottom part of him was much akin to a snake. “Hydra-spawn” Roland breathed. The creature dropped his bow and drew a large serrated blade “<span style="color: darkgreen">Sssoon I sshall collectss my coinss. Now manss sssonss you diess!</span>” </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">“Now!” Morganis cried. The party sprang their trap jumping to their feet and rushing the abomination. They surrounded him and combat ended when Thorn straddled his back and put his Tekko-Kagi to its neck. “Who sent you, you vile creature?” Thorn asked. The snake man laughed “<span style="color: darkgreen">By the onesss who are so much viler on their insssidess. Men of the godsss of courssse. Know thisss that the Ssstormwright will never ssstop.</span>” Thorns eyes narrowed. “We will see. But you shall not” With a violent tug of the clawed gauntlet he took of the creatures head. “Burn it” August said as he helped tend to Morganis.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Arriving into Kragsboork they sold the snake-mans bow, leather breast plate and bought some more horses. They rested and set out early hoping to make the barbarian hero’s tomb by evening. As the sun went down they came to Hadrian’s tomb. They dismounted and soon after they heard several sets of lumbering footsteps. They tossed a couple torches in the direction of the noise. Titus wrinkled his nose “Trollborn”. As the four Trollborn came into the light a bowstring thrummed and gunfire erupted. Two fell. Thorn burst from the shadows slashing the midsection of another. The wound was not fatal and the large lanky creature struck downward at the smaller man. Thorn rolled and rose bringing his sword up at a diagonal taking the arm off. His next strike pierced the creature’s heart. The last one had charged Morganis and August. The creature let out a battle cry that Morganis met with one of his own. The cleric dodged the clumsy strike of the brute and spinning a circle he swung his own battle cudgel crushing the creatures kneecap. August finished it off by cleaving into its skull at the jaw.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">The tomb itself was fairly straight forward until the actual burial chamber. The door that led to the final room was covered in runes. While Roland could not deduce all of them several of them read differently. “Scion, seed of Darioc, line of Darioc, the heritor, the inheritor, hand of light. It was clear that the door could only be opened by Roland he placed his hand on the door. It pulsed with light and clicked open. The room itself was covered in painted relief and the spear set upon an altar enshrined. They lit the chamber. Roland adjusted his monocle and produced several pieces of vellum and began to sketch and take notes. "Touch nothing please" He requested. The reliefs had a few themes. The first was a dark warrior, bathed in blood, terrible on the battlefield, and which appeared to drink the blood of his enemies. The second was obviously of the hero Halder. It showed him a man of might slaying various beasts. It showed the bequeathing of “<em>Rhongomyniad</em>” to Halder. The reliefs culminated in the battle between the blood drinker and Halder. The altar had an epithet that reads</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white"><em>Halder exceeding in strength, doughty in heart, mighty in battle. </em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white"><em>Saviour of cities, defender of man, righteous in fury, Light In the </em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white"><em>Darkness. Slayer of Hannibal. God friend and wielder of Rhongomyniad. </em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white"><em>Here lies the best of man.</em></span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Titus determined that the altar was not trapped. Roland took a rubbing of the epithet then grasped the spear. The road to Fir et Omega would be long. They party set out.</span></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="thejc, post: 5418609, member: 100006"] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Part II[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Titus soon met up with Utah in a den of iniquity. That proved to be a dangerous combination. They both had a taste for strong liquor, games. They were short on coin, tall in the mouth, but unlike most they could back it up. Needless to say that the common room of said Den of iniquity was wrecked, the city guard was called, and it took a lot of favors to avoid being banished from Pol’Cera.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]The other’s endeavors proved quite fruitful. Thorn found some of his former brotherhood and dealt with them. They were however not high enough on the food chain to give him any information he did not already possess. Morganis found the location of the Frosthammer, an ancient military hold that was once known as Fir’ et Omega or the Fort of the Last Flame. The Fort was far to the East and the North. Roland believed had a start on the location of the Spear. It is known as “[I]Rhongomyniad[/I]” and was last used by a barbarian warrior called Halder the Righteous. The tombs of the barbarian hero’s were also to the North and a fair proximity to Fir’ et Omega. The first spear clue was the closest so the party set out with anxious determination. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]A few days into the ride the weather started to cool a bit. August noticed that both Thorn and Titus were visibly on edge. “Thorn, Titus is something wrong?” The two scouts looked at each other and nodded. Titus spoke “Since we have left Pol’Cera we have been shadowed. I believe it to be agents of Pol’Cera to see if we are really leaving for a time. Thorn does not share my sentiments.” Thorn turned his horse to face the rest of the party “The one who tracks us is exceedingly great and skillful in the arts of hiding and tracking. This is no governmental agent. He has been beyond even my ability”. This took the party aback a bit. They had all seen how easily the man walked in the shadow, like he belonged, like he was a part of them. Titus spoke again “By mid day we will cross the borders of the Griffon Lands and the Empires northern line. We have not said anything because if they are indeed a man of the Empire or the Griffon Lands then they will likely break off. By this evening we will know much more”. While satisfied this did not console the party in the least. It could be anyone The Brothers of Rhone, Imperial Inquisitors, De’Achas and his henchmen. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]That night at camp everyone one was on edge. They set a double watch. There vigilance did not pay off for no one noticed the silent shadow that drifted on the edge of the fire’s light. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]The next day they came the stone bridge a relic from the Ossorian Empire. The bridge was actually a large stone platform that was swung out on a mechanism that was powered by a crank on the platform. It was slow going, at this rate it would take over 20 minutes to get to the other side. “Get behind the Horses!” Thorn yelled as arrows streaked out from the side they left from. Titus fired a few shots off but it became obvious that the attacker was moving from cover to cover and any return fire was useless. When the last horse fell dead the assault stopped. “Now he has limited our mobility and speed.” August said. “You think it is one man?” Titus asked. “Possibly but definitely no more than two or three or they would’ve pressed their advantage on the bridge. Now they have an edge in travel. They are probably not strong enough to take us on head to head.” “Then we need to move and move now” Titus exclaimed. That night at camp they set watch and patrol and still came with nothing. As they broke camp Roland voiced an obvious fact “At our current pace I believe we will reach the village of Kragbrook in two days. Well more of a trading post really but I doubt our hound will want to risk us being able to pick up new horses. My guess is he will make he will present his endgame before we break camp tomorrow.” Morganis spoke up “We could press through the night I can see well in the dark and Thorn and Titus are no slouches either” They party nodded. “We need to be able to shape the battlefield as well” August added. They plodded on and discussed strategy as they went.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]The first arrow flew soon after the sun went down. It took the Vatan Cleric in his right arm rendering it useless in battle until it was healed. With incredible speed the arrows came. The other wounds from the volley were minor. “There!” Morganis pointed Utah’s eyes flashed and a ball of light appeared in the fir trees branches. The illumination granted a glimpse of their attacker. He sat high as he rode away from the light. The next volley came. This time both Titus and August dropped. “Back to back” Morganis cried. The next arrows came Thorn dropped screaming and clutching his leg. Utah too landed with a thud but he did not make a sound. Roland was left guns pointed to and fro wildly. Morganis started to pump the healing power of Vatan into his ruined arm. “Ssstop priessst” their attacker said as he came from the shadows. Roland gasped as it was revealed that the assailant was no man, but had mottled green and black skin and had no horse but the bottom part of him was much akin to a snake. “Hydra-spawn” Roland breathed. The creature dropped his bow and drew a large serrated blade “[COLOR=darkgreen]Sssoon I sshall collectss my coinss. Now manss sssonss you diess![/COLOR]” [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]“Now!” Morganis cried. The party sprang their trap jumping to their feet and rushing the abomination. They surrounded him and combat ended when Thorn straddled his back and put his Tekko-Kagi to its neck. “Who sent you, you vile creature?” Thorn asked. The snake man laughed “[COLOR=darkgreen]By the onesss who are so much viler on their insssidess. Men of the godsss of courssse. Know thisss that the Ssstormwright will never ssstop.[/COLOR]” Thorns eyes narrowed. “We will see. But you shall not” With a violent tug of the clawed gauntlet he took of the creatures head. “Burn it” August said as he helped tend to Morganis.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Arriving into Kragsboork they sold the snake-mans bow, leather breast plate and bought some more horses. They rested and set out early hoping to make the barbarian hero’s tomb by evening. As the sun went down they came to Hadrian’s tomb. They dismounted and soon after they heard several sets of lumbering footsteps. They tossed a couple torches in the direction of the noise. Titus wrinkled his nose “Trollborn”. As the four Trollborn came into the light a bowstring thrummed and gunfire erupted. Two fell. Thorn burst from the shadows slashing the midsection of another. The wound was not fatal and the large lanky creature struck downward at the smaller man. Thorn rolled and rose bringing his sword up at a diagonal taking the arm off. His next strike pierced the creature’s heart. The last one had charged Morganis and August. The creature let out a battle cry that Morganis met with one of his own. The cleric dodged the clumsy strike of the brute and spinning a circle he swung his own battle cudgel crushing the creatures kneecap. August finished it off by cleaving into its skull at the jaw.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]The tomb itself was fairly straight forward until the actual burial chamber. The door that led to the final room was covered in runes. While Roland could not deduce all of them several of them read differently. “Scion, seed of Darioc, line of Darioc, the heritor, the inheritor, hand of light. It was clear that the door could only be opened by Roland he placed his hand on the door. It pulsed with light and clicked open. The room itself was covered in painted relief and the spear set upon an altar enshrined. They lit the chamber. Roland adjusted his monocle and produced several pieces of vellum and began to sketch and take notes. "Touch nothing please" He requested. The reliefs had a few themes. The first was a dark warrior, bathed in blood, terrible on the battlefield, and which appeared to drink the blood of his enemies. The second was obviously of the hero Halder. It showed him a man of might slaying various beasts. It showed the bequeathing of “[I]Rhongomyniad[/I]” to Halder. The reliefs culminated in the battle between the blood drinker and Halder. The altar had an epithet that reads[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white][I]Halder exceeding in strength, doughty in heart, mighty in battle. [/I][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white][I]Saviour of cities, defender of man, righteous in fury, Light In the [/I][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white][I]Darkness. Slayer of Hannibal. God friend and wielder of Rhongomyniad. [/I][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white][I]Here lies the best of man.[/I][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Titus determined that the altar was not trapped. Roland took a rubbing of the epithet then grasped the spear. The road to Fir et Omega would be long. They party set out.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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