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Re: A Land In Peril
By: ducki Date: November 4, 2014, 8:06 pm
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"Those Impilturian idiots are always at war. What makes them
think finding an heir will change that? bah!" Lyrina looks over
to the line of people waiting for their chance to speak.
"Hmmm, looks like it will be a while before we'll be seen. What
a bore, and I don't even have any of my books with me. Might as
well wait around. It's not like Rognvaldr has left us any tasks"
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 4, 2014, 9:43 pm
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"Dah" Blaster grunts back to Latina, "Ya know much bout da
wor'ld eh? Where ya fraum anyho? Anythan yunger and fresher than
ya there?"
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 4, 2014, 10:14 pm
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While you've been talking, the wild looking men in the beards
and furs have taken their leave, and a lone man has taken their
place. He is dressed in finely made but obviously rather worn
riding clothes, and stitched on his breast you can see the sigil
of Narfell. His face is gaunt and grim as he greets the council.
#Post#: 505--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 5, 2014, 4:06 pm
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Blaster tries to overhear the conversation unfolding with
Chryserys.
#Post#: 506--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: ducki Date: November 5, 2014, 8:59 pm
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Lyrina also listens
#Post#: 507--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 5, 2014, 10:42 pm
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"My Lady, my lords," The rider says, getting down on one knee.
"It grieves myself and my people to hear of that tragedy that
has befallen your good king. How fares he?"
"You have my thanks for your sympathies. He is alive, though in
no state fit to be called a king." Chrysyres says, with a faint
sad smile.
"My heart is saddened by this news. May the Gods grant him a
swift recovery." The rider says, bowing his head.
"Grand Halen gives her thanks, young man," mumbles a wizened old
man with a long, braided beard seated towards the end of the
table. "Now, what brings you here?"
"Ill tidings from Narfell, my lord. Fel ghouls and demons in the
woods to our south. The stout men of the realm have been able to
keep them at bay, but the fighting has destroyed most of the
crops in the region. Our men fight on empty bellies now, and the
women and children go hungry in the holdfasts. Please, for the
love our people bear for each other, send me back to my land
with but a portion of your bounty, so that the men may regain
their strength and smash this demonic host."
"My son, you have touched me," says a richly-dressed, portly man
with a thick moustache next to Finn. "Have no fear, Calaunt has
ample food, and will answer your call."
The rider bows his head low, "You have my solemnest thanks, my
lord."
Shepard shifts in his seat, and then says, "The road from
Calaunt to Narfell is dangerous, and not so easily traveled with
a caravan of food as by a lone rider. If you will wait till
tomorrow to depart, I can find some adventurers to accompany
you."
"Company would be most welcome. You are too kind, sir."
Chrysyres smiles gently, and says, "Narfell has always been a
good friend to us, and Grand Halen will never turn her back on a
friend."
The rider stands, bows deeply, and then strides down the hall
towards the main doors. As he leaves, a man in a rich purple
tunic with a large silver dragon painted on the back approaches
the council. He is wearing fine linen trousers tucked into
polished black boots, and his golden hair is swept back across
his head.
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 6, 2014, 5:45 pm
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*Is Finn Shepard available to be talked to?*
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 6, 2014, 6:15 pm
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*Finn, as with all the other members of the council, is seated
at a large table at the head of the Great Hall, just below
Rognvaldr's throne. To talk to him, you would have to get up in
front of everyone and interrupt the current proceedings.
However, you know that the court will adjourn for the evening in
roughly two hours, so you could try coming to see him then.*
#Post#: 510--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 6, 2014, 7:53 pm
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"Waell Im auf to get some skibby while it's hot" Blaster gruffs
through his moustache, "Aull ya wankas in?"
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: ducki Date: November 6, 2014, 8:46 pm
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Seeing as there won't be much gossip to be heard in the council
meeting, Lyrina nods her head and prepares to leave with Blaster
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