[HQ Ignorance] Scene 72: The Iron Ring

Wed Oct 15 10:30:45 UTC 2008

Completely ignoring the King, Rikku eagerly made his way towards Dernu and
Gernu. Aghast and ignoring formalities, Rikku approached them,
"Unbelievable. I have studied creatures great and small with particular
focus on the feline but I dare say you are unique. I need to know more about
you." There was not the slighest hint of a request in Rikku's tone.

[OOC]
"He is totally naked, with numerous Wind runes in blue dye over his
body."    Dr. Manhattan???? :P

On Mon, Oct 13, 2008 at 11:35 PM, Lev Lafayette <lev at mimesisrpg.com> wrote:

> Scene 72: The Iron Ring
>
> Acting as protectors to the Orlanthi refugees and keeping the Telmori
> leashed in order to maintain the peace, the Fellowship takes a leading
> role in the journey to the Auroch Hills, where the last rebels have
> holed up. Miryanth The Purple explains that this location is where the
> Last Free King, Broyan, has set himself against the Lunar Forces.
> Although but a few day's journey, it is ardorous through the thick snow
> and incredibly still air.
>
> Eventually however the party arrives at the campsite. It is small by the
> standards seen by the Fellowship in the past. Barely several hundred
> warriors, if that, and probably only a third of those truly capable. The
> rest are barely men, brave but impetuous, full of youthful energy and
> ideas of rebellion - or they are old, slow of sinew, but relishing the
> opportunity for one good fight before they join the ranks of their dead
> god.
>
> Miryanth strides with direction, straight to the tents of his King,
> bringing the Fellowship with him, along with the leashed Telmori and the
> Storm Bull (who, finally revealed his name as Alyrard). Upon witnessing
> the group, King Broyan, dressed in helm and chain hauberk and with sword
> and shield by his side, rises to converse with Miryanth who explains
> that this group are most seasoned adventurers, many of them from the far
> west and even beyond and that they come with a recommendation from
> Nauticles in Esrolia. They seek to journey to the East, and are unable
> to do as Orlanth is bound in death. With their assistance, we may win
> this battle, the Purple Sage explains - but they will only do so with
> the promise that a revived Orlanth provides great winds to aid their
> journey.
>
> "They seek...", says Miryanth with a pause, "Many strange things that I
> have gleaned from conversation. The shamaness claims that she is weirded
> to remove the stain of Chaos from the Telmori - and strangely so she
> does have a certain sway with said beings". Hiding his shame with a
> cough, "She managed to convince the Telmori to join the rebellion at the
> Wild Temple. Those present are representatives of their people."
>
> "The disparate group claim that they are seeking the weapons of Talor's
> Companions to defeat an evil called The Kingdom of War which threatens
> their borders. They have one of these weapons; the axe borne by the
> shaman. The others are to the east and north. One of their number claims
> to the new crowned king of Seshnela, and I have found no reason to
> disbelieve him yet."
>
> "The Storm Bull, Alyrard, confirms that some indeed fought against a
> Lunar patrol which ambushed his clan - but demands the right to execute
> the Telmori as Chaotic prisoners."
>
> Broyan spends a moment deep in thought. "So... the Telmori no longer to
> wish to howl at the moon in friendship? That is indeed good news. We may
> not be friends yet, but for the time being we may not be enemies.
> Alyrard, you did well to capture such a large number of werewolves, and
> seemingly single-handedly. Our numbers are few however and rather than
> immediate execution, perhaps some indentured labour would be more
> appropriate first. You also acted wisely bringing them to me before
> slaughtering them; for if what the foreigner says is true, you may have,
> in your own way, destroyed Chaos in greater numbers than you can
> imagine.... Go join your clan and prepare for the upcoming battle.
> Prepare for the Hurricane."
>
> With the departure of the Storm Bull the King becomes visibly more
> relaxed. First he bows to King Azhur, as one king to another. He
> inquires to each member of the Fellowship what their story is, and how
> they came to be so far from home, and what the revival of the dead god
> Orlanth could do for them. And he introduces the members of the
> Fellowship to the Iron Ring itself. "When in battle", the King remarks,
> each member of the Ring has been allocated a force. You foreigners may
> choose who you wish to attach yourself with."
>
> "The assault is led by spear and sword, on the left and right wings, by
> Dernu and Gernu on the left and Elalanditi Wild Wind." You cannot help
> be surprised by Dernu, a large spotted cat with long sharp ears, who
> does the talking for his silent human partner. Elmalandtri on the other
> hand is somewhat shocking in his own right. Despite the cold, he is
> totally naked, with numerous Wind runes in blue dye over his body. His
> dark hair and beard are wild and unkempt.
>
> "Our missile force is led by Gyffur Ulfsonn, they will take the centre
> front." Gyffur is a grim man which speaks with a voice that has seen too
> much already. There is more than a slightly crazed look in his eye.
>
> "The central force is myself and Orlastor Spearlord." Orlastor is a
> middle-aged man, balding, fat but one who gives the appearance of a
> professional soldier, albeit long retired."
>
> "And Miryanth.. you can bring up the rear and organise support for this
> battle."
>
> Miryanth seems concerned; "Where is Queen Kallyr Starbow, leader of the
> rebellion?"
>
> The King shook his head sadly. "Missing. Not seen for many days."
>
> After the introductions are complete, the King gathers some wild, naked,
> priestesses with him. They sacrifice a sacred Auroch Bull upon a stone
> altar and begin a chant, and just like the battle with the Lunars a
> ghostly apparition appears. For a moment it hovers above the campsite
> and then, with incredible speed, it rushes northwards. The chanting
> continues, and shows no sign of stopping.
>
> Once again Jareena recognises the magic. "They are serious about this.
> That bull was not so much a sacrifice to their Gods, but laying a scent
> trial for their enemy."
>
> "They are summoning the Lunars."
>
> [Icthya's scene next...]
>
>
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