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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 7446189" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 57, Part Three - The King is Dead! Long Live the King!</strong></p><p></p><p>With the help of the occupants of Thistle Palace it did not take long to mop up the last remnants of the Ob strike force. Outside, Karrest and Asrabey came face-to-face for just about long enough to reaffirm their enmity and mutual loathing, but now was not the time to resolve that conflict. Sallin’s tree lifted Harkover Lee into its branches and she used healing magic to ensure that he would not die. Olazdor picked off fleeing soldiers with arrows from the roof.</p><p></p><p>The defenders of the palace – mortal and fey alike – gathered in the throne room where Aodhan had fallen. “This is the shadow I foresaw,” said Thisraldion. “But I did not expect to bear witness to it. My old friend is dead,” he said and then bowed to Korrigan. “Your majesty. May your reign be long and fruitful, and may our old alliance blossom in this uncertain new age.”</p><p></p><p>As he said these words, Dame Jillian revived and clambered to her feet. She knelt before her new king, showing no emotion; her duty was to the king, whoever it may be, and it took precedence over any feelings of grief. Asrabey knelt too, and pledged his alliegiance to Korrigan – an unexpected gesture. But all of this pledging would be for nothing if they were stuck in the Dreaming again.</p><p></p><p>Uru suggested they rouse She Who Writhes (he seemed to quite like that idea, strangely) but was reminded this might take days. Besides, said Olazdor, he had not seen Beshela for some time and she would be required to guide them to the titan.</p><p></p><p>“Perhaps,” offered Andrei von Recklinghausen (with an acumen that was quite out of character, but betrayed his singular, focused desire to return to Flint and find Isobel) “…the combined power of <em>two </em>kings…?”</p><p></p><p>It was certainly true that both the King of the Dreaming and the King of Risur had the power to create a bridge between the realms. But that power had been tested and found wanting in recent weeks and months. It was also true that Korrigan had no experience of conducting such a ritual. Fortunately, however, the knowledge was instinctive – passed on with the crown under the Rites of Rulership. Korrigan was now Lord of the Land, though not (as yet) Monarch of the Masses. Thisraldion considered it possible that they might create a powerful enough bridge by working in tandem. It was worth a try.</p><p></p><p>In case it <em>did </em>work, before parting ways with representatives of the Unseen court and the Hedgehog Court, Korrigan thanked them for their support in Risur’s hour of need and reiterated what he had already said in Thistle Palace just a few days earlier: “Risur is facing a great danger, but the Dreaming faces no less danger, maybe more. We have to stand together and the two fey courts should lay down their differences in the face of the current challenges.” If they were able to return to their own realms, they would need to find a way to communicate or even cross to the Waking. That should be a priority. If it could be achieved, he told them that there were two key locations where Ob operations were critical: Flint in the very near future, and Axis Island at any point thereafter. So if they could locate the corresponding areas in Dreaming, they should strike if they could find a way.</p><p></p><p>The fey courts balked at the idea of going anywhere near the Great Blight (their term for industrialised Flint), but said that if they could cross into the Waking anywhere, Axis Island would be the place. Lavac said he had already heard that deep fey natives planned to strike at the ‘invaders’ if they could; Rumdoom’s deep faen retinue nodded enthusiastically in confirmation of this.</p><p></p><p>With that said, the two kings concentrated and made the attempt to create a bridge to the Waking. </p><p></p><p>It worked! </p><p></p><p>Instantly, the King of Risur, and all his subjects appeared in Torfeld Palace. The fey were gone. </p><p></p><p>The palace looked as if it had suffered decades of decay – paint and wallpaper peeling; gold and silver tarnished; layers of dust over everything.</p><p></p><p>In the palace they found Lauryn Cyneburg, Viscount Price-Hill and the RHC squadron. They were equally confused about what had happened – having found themselves in the thick of things momentarily, before translating back to the real world. They also found the survivors from the Vault. There was much weeping and gnashing of teeth at the news of Aodhan’s demise.</p><p></p><p>Kai ran up to his father. “Are you a king now, daddy?”</p><p></p><p>Korrigan was not sure how to respond. Ethelyn was close by. They exchanged glances. Hers was an admixture of emotions – grief, uncertainty, and hope. Kai asked sadly, “Will Ethelyn have to go back to prison now, father?”</p><p></p><p>Korrigan shook his head. “She can grieve her brother as a free woman.” The first official act of King Baldrey was to pardon Ethelyn of Shale. She would be allowed time to grieve, then assist in the defence of Risur in whatever position was deemed suitable.</p><p></p><p>Cyneburg spat and cursed in frustration when she learned that Aodhan was dead. Viscount Price-Hill lost control of himself when he heard of Campion’s involvement and drew a stinger pistol from his tunic. Once again, Korrigan prevented a summary execution and reminded Price-Hill that their captives might have information they needed: Ludo and Campion should be kept under arrest and interrogated immediately regarding anything they know about Ob's plans, specifically what Stanfield is up to, any information on Romana and if the Ob had a ‘plan B’ should the assassination fail. Korrigan also wanted any information they could glean about other Ob agents in the RHC. “We seem to have a long history of this - starting with Saxby, so they need to be questioned on this. They then should await trial. Deny any opportunities for suicide!” Price-Hill was ordered to mobilise the defence of the homeland, while Korrigan led a strike team against Stanfield.</p><p></p><p>Price-Hill glowered but nodded in agreement, saying to Campion, “Your mother would turn in her grave.”</p><p></p><p>Campion smirked and said, “You should be grateful I have won favour for our family in the new world order.”</p><p></p><p>The prisoners were led away. Along with Luc and Ottavia who had to be returned to custody.</p><p></p><p>Amielle? Korrigan's belief in redemption inclined him to offer a place in the team heading for Flint. Amielle accepted. “I would also like your appraisal of the situation and to learn more of what motivated you to change sides,” said Korrigan, “but more of that later.”</p><p></p><p>Though frail and gaunt, quite unlike his usually virile appearance, Harkover Lee expressed his wish to stand by the new king. He too contained whatever emotions he felt over Aodhan’s death, and nothing was said about the revelation of his true identity. Korrigan said he would be glad of his counsel.</p><p></p><p>Dame Jillian said matter-of-factly that despite her failure to ward Aodhan, she would be honoured if King Baldrey granted her a place at his side. She had gathered the surviving palace guards around her and they stood to attention hopefully. Korrigan accepted and commended their bravery (while privately wondering if Quratulain might make a better Green Knight; though right now, her exoskeleton was in dire need of repair, having been all-but-destroyed by Venkio).</p><p></p><p>Lauren Cyneburg also wanted to come to Flint, but pointed out that teleportation was impossible. Rail travel was too slow. How would they get to Flint in time, if Stanfield’s ritual was to be performed that night? They thought of the Great Hunt, but it had returned to the Dreaming, along with Ascodel and the rest of the fey. </p><p></p><p>While the others scratched their heads and tried to come up with a solution, Korrigan approached a crowd that had gathered at the gates of the palace grounds. He announced that there had been an attack by a hostile forces resulting in King Aodhan's death, but that the situation was under control and that matters of security and the defence of the nation were being taken care of. Unlike the people of Flint, these folk did not know Korrigan, and their response was understandably muted. Their concern was exacerbated by a rumour that the Royal Skyseer had predicted the world would end tonight.</p><p></p><p>(Watching all this through one eye, her face-mask having melted over the other, was Quratulain, who had not said a word since the battle ended. She kept a very close eye on Korrigan, and her incredible, mathematical mind processed thousands of equations a second.)</p><p></p><p>Having exhausted almost every possibility for swift travel to Flint, Leon wondered if he might try something new. He etched a strange rune in the air – a rune he had only used once before and was not sure he had mastered. Around it, he drew a rectangle: a door, with the rune as a ‘handle’, a handle he now turned. </p><p></p><p>To his surprise and relief, the door opened to reveal the Chamber of Dreams he had created with Kasvarina. It took the form of a richly appointed bed chamber. There was only one other door leading off the chamber: the door Kasvarina had first opened when she created the chamber in the cave of the Thinker. Leon crossed to the door and opened that too. Cold, damp air greeted him. Ahead lay the empty cave.</p><p></p><p>Korrigan and his team were exhausted. They hadn’t slept for days. But they could not afford to hesitate. Without further ado they stepped through the chamber (noting that the bed sheets were very tousled indeed).</p><p></p><p><strong>Song for Korrigan</strong></p><p></p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAUXPkx7gMI" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAUXPkx7gMI</a></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 7446189, member: 79141"] [b]Session 57, Part Three - The King is Dead! Long Live the King![/b] With the help of the occupants of Thistle Palace it did not take long to mop up the last remnants of the Ob strike force. Outside, Karrest and Asrabey came face-to-face for just about long enough to reaffirm their enmity and mutual loathing, but now was not the time to resolve that conflict. Sallin’s tree lifted Harkover Lee into its branches and she used healing magic to ensure that he would not die. Olazdor picked off fleeing soldiers with arrows from the roof. The defenders of the palace – mortal and fey alike – gathered in the throne room where Aodhan had fallen. “This is the shadow I foresaw,” said Thisraldion. “But I did not expect to bear witness to it. My old friend is dead,” he said and then bowed to Korrigan. “Your majesty. May your reign be long and fruitful, and may our old alliance blossom in this uncertain new age.” As he said these words, Dame Jillian revived and clambered to her feet. She knelt before her new king, showing no emotion; her duty was to the king, whoever it may be, and it took precedence over any feelings of grief. Asrabey knelt too, and pledged his alliegiance to Korrigan – an unexpected gesture. But all of this pledging would be for nothing if they were stuck in the Dreaming again. Uru suggested they rouse She Who Writhes (he seemed to quite like that idea, strangely) but was reminded this might take days. Besides, said Olazdor, he had not seen Beshela for some time and she would be required to guide them to the titan. “Perhaps,” offered Andrei von Recklinghausen (with an acumen that was quite out of character, but betrayed his singular, focused desire to return to Flint and find Isobel) “…the combined power of [I]two [/I]kings…?” It was certainly true that both the King of the Dreaming and the King of Risur had the power to create a bridge between the realms. But that power had been tested and found wanting in recent weeks and months. It was also true that Korrigan had no experience of conducting such a ritual. Fortunately, however, the knowledge was instinctive – passed on with the crown under the Rites of Rulership. Korrigan was now Lord of the Land, though not (as yet) Monarch of the Masses. Thisraldion considered it possible that they might create a powerful enough bridge by working in tandem. It was worth a try. In case it [I]did [/I]work, before parting ways with representatives of the Unseen court and the Hedgehog Court, Korrigan thanked them for their support in Risur’s hour of need and reiterated what he had already said in Thistle Palace just a few days earlier: “Risur is facing a great danger, but the Dreaming faces no less danger, maybe more. We have to stand together and the two fey courts should lay down their differences in the face of the current challenges.” If they were able to return to their own realms, they would need to find a way to communicate or even cross to the Waking. That should be a priority. If it could be achieved, he told them that there were two key locations where Ob operations were critical: Flint in the very near future, and Axis Island at any point thereafter. So if they could locate the corresponding areas in Dreaming, they should strike if they could find a way. The fey courts balked at the idea of going anywhere near the Great Blight (their term for industrialised Flint), but said that if they could cross into the Waking anywhere, Axis Island would be the place. Lavac said he had already heard that deep fey natives planned to strike at the ‘invaders’ if they could; Rumdoom’s deep faen retinue nodded enthusiastically in confirmation of this. With that said, the two kings concentrated and made the attempt to create a bridge to the Waking. It worked! Instantly, the King of Risur, and all his subjects appeared in Torfeld Palace. The fey were gone. The palace looked as if it had suffered decades of decay – paint and wallpaper peeling; gold and silver tarnished; layers of dust over everything. In the palace they found Lauryn Cyneburg, Viscount Price-Hill and the RHC squadron. They were equally confused about what had happened – having found themselves in the thick of things momentarily, before translating back to the real world. They also found the survivors from the Vault. There was much weeping and gnashing of teeth at the news of Aodhan’s demise. Kai ran up to his father. “Are you a king now, daddy?” Korrigan was not sure how to respond. Ethelyn was close by. They exchanged glances. Hers was an admixture of emotions – grief, uncertainty, and hope. Kai asked sadly, “Will Ethelyn have to go back to prison now, father?” Korrigan shook his head. “She can grieve her brother as a free woman.” The first official act of King Baldrey was to pardon Ethelyn of Shale. She would be allowed time to grieve, then assist in the defence of Risur in whatever position was deemed suitable. Cyneburg spat and cursed in frustration when she learned that Aodhan was dead. Viscount Price-Hill lost control of himself when he heard of Campion’s involvement and drew a stinger pistol from his tunic. Once again, Korrigan prevented a summary execution and reminded Price-Hill that their captives might have information they needed: Ludo and Campion should be kept under arrest and interrogated immediately regarding anything they know about Ob's plans, specifically what Stanfield is up to, any information on Romana and if the Ob had a ‘plan B’ should the assassination fail. Korrigan also wanted any information they could glean about other Ob agents in the RHC. “We seem to have a long history of this - starting with Saxby, so they need to be questioned on this. They then should await trial. Deny any opportunities for suicide!” Price-Hill was ordered to mobilise the defence of the homeland, while Korrigan led a strike team against Stanfield. Price-Hill glowered but nodded in agreement, saying to Campion, “Your mother would turn in her grave.” Campion smirked and said, “You should be grateful I have won favour for our family in the new world order.” The prisoners were led away. Along with Luc and Ottavia who had to be returned to custody. Amielle? Korrigan's belief in redemption inclined him to offer a place in the team heading for Flint. Amielle accepted. “I would also like your appraisal of the situation and to learn more of what motivated you to change sides,” said Korrigan, “but more of that later.” Though frail and gaunt, quite unlike his usually virile appearance, Harkover Lee expressed his wish to stand by the new king. He too contained whatever emotions he felt over Aodhan’s death, and nothing was said about the revelation of his true identity. Korrigan said he would be glad of his counsel. Dame Jillian said matter-of-factly that despite her failure to ward Aodhan, she would be honoured if King Baldrey granted her a place at his side. She had gathered the surviving palace guards around her and they stood to attention hopefully. Korrigan accepted and commended their bravery (while privately wondering if Quratulain might make a better Green Knight; though right now, her exoskeleton was in dire need of repair, having been all-but-destroyed by Venkio). Lauren Cyneburg also wanted to come to Flint, but pointed out that teleportation was impossible. Rail travel was too slow. How would they get to Flint in time, if Stanfield’s ritual was to be performed that night? They thought of the Great Hunt, but it had returned to the Dreaming, along with Ascodel and the rest of the fey. While the others scratched their heads and tried to come up with a solution, Korrigan approached a crowd that had gathered at the gates of the palace grounds. He announced that there had been an attack by a hostile forces resulting in King Aodhan's death, but that the situation was under control and that matters of security and the defence of the nation were being taken care of. Unlike the people of Flint, these folk did not know Korrigan, and their response was understandably muted. Their concern was exacerbated by a rumour that the Royal Skyseer had predicted the world would end tonight. (Watching all this through one eye, her face-mask having melted over the other, was Quratulain, who had not said a word since the battle ended. She kept a very close eye on Korrigan, and her incredible, mathematical mind processed thousands of equations a second.) Having exhausted almost every possibility for swift travel to Flint, Leon wondered if he might try something new. He etched a strange rune in the air – a rune he had only used once before and was not sure he had mastered. Around it, he drew a rectangle: a door, with the rune as a ‘handle’, a handle he now turned. To his surprise and relief, the door opened to reveal the Chamber of Dreams he had created with Kasvarina. It took the form of a richly appointed bed chamber. There was only one other door leading off the chamber: the door Kasvarina had first opened when she created the chamber in the cave of the Thinker. Leon crossed to the door and opened that too. Cold, damp air greeted him. Ahead lay the empty cave. Korrigan and his team were exhausted. They hadn’t slept for days. But they could not afford to hesitate. Without further ado they stepped through the chamber (noting that the bed sheets were very tousled indeed). [B]Song for Korrigan[/B] [URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAUXPkx7gMI[/URL] [/QUOTE]
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