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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Paka" data-source="post: 1309223" data-attributes="member: 100">The Riddle of Midnight - Karhoun Keep Part III - Post #9Vorden and Karhoun met in the halls, on their way to meet in council with all who they had brought with them in their peril.  Vorden laughed and quickly said, "You're in love with a Fey?"  I cannot read minds well but if I could, the words in Vorden's mind might have been, Poor bastard.Karhoun took out a green oak leaf, still vibrant despite the northland chill.  Vorden didn't need to consult his Lorebook to know it was a Dryad's leaf.  He only smiled and put his hand on his friend's shoulder.We broke fast in my great hall, chairs covered in dust and dirt.  Where once they were united in purpose and passion, now they were divided.  Baau wished to follow Laeli to the Breeders' Pits in the Northlands.  Vorden wanted to make his way to the Erethor Forest, to see his native lands that held his father's childhood.  Karhoun wanted many things.  The Northman wanted to travel the north, gathering Wildlanders like himself under his banner.  He wanted to gather every hermit in the forest, every son or grandson of a Third Age soldier in some forsaken wilderness and show them a purpose.  Come spring he wanted to light fire to Bastion's fields again, drive that blade deeper.Vorden suggested that I burn the fields and that is when I broke my silence.  "I am a Dragon and a mighty creature in your eyes.  Izrador, and I am loathe to say his dark name this far north, but the Shadow has Dragons in his charge who can think back on the beginning of time, the cooling of the world, the breaking of the continents in an age when Giants ruled Eredane before the coming of the Fey."I have no memories as such.  I am still a man in many ways of the mind and spirit."Use me and you run the risk of Izrador sending terrible beasts unlike anything you have ever seen before."It was decided thus:Baau would lead a quest to find his love.  Jurev would go, if for no other reason to track down his brother, but also he went in order to fight for something beautiful.Vorden Qell, the Crimson Prince, would accompany Baau on his quest and when Baau's love, the Gem of the Muransil was once agan by his side, they would make their way to the Erethor, to be wed in its capital city, the most ancient city on the continent.Karhoun would return home to confront his father.  "Vildar is a kinslayer and it is his wyrd to be killed by one of his sons.  I mean to find out if I am that son.  I have unfinished business there."However, I swore an oath by campfire to help you, Baau.  And I am loathe to leave you in the northlands, when I could be of great aid."At this Hishaya spoke, "Karhoun Ironblood, we lit a great fire in Bastion.  I brought my friends with me this far so they could see for themselves that you were like a Northman of old.  I will take up your oath and see to it that Baau is aided in his journey north.  I believe I know where these pits are and if you have business in your homeland, tend to that."Baau, consider me a poor subsitute for your Dornish Wildlander.  I will take up his oath.  If he had not been valiant and bold in the Bastion District, you would never have met me nor my kin and I would be a slave in Steel Hill.  Consider this Karhoun's oath fulfilled."Baau, an Elf of few words, nodded, pleased with this arrangement that allowed Karhoun to follow his heart.Baau and his company began to pack and provision themselves and they all looked at Karhoun and wondered if they would ever see him again.</blockquote>

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