Cross Into Shadows - 2015-01-14 - Finale 1/4 - Preparations (log)

Fashanos 22, 5115 several weeks later.

by Geijon Khyree of the Order of the Silver Gryphon

Excerpt

This is the first of four portions of the CiS finale logs. I've entitled this one Preparations as it encompasses the three groups and individuals arrival and designations leading up to their individual missions. The total log was originally over 1600 pages, but I've paired it down considerably.

This portion runs about 32 pages, but is double line spaced so scrolling should make it a relatively quick read. There may be some redundant mission explanations and as always my style of editing leaves a lot of activity to give the "feeling & emotions" aspect of the night versus strictly NPC and story statements.

Log

Evia says, "Too late to do a vigil I guess."

Yangh monotonously asks, "Hon can you get Crime's stuff?"

Ephya whispers, "Be careful out there."

Clunk deeply says, "Oh wait, that be differnt folk, duzznt it."

You quietly whisper to Clunk, "Evia is going after Althedeus. He's a shadow over our world. This is our city. I plan to end Cross and stop these attacks and this chaos in th' Empire."

Magister Raelee just went down the porch steps.

Ephya asks, "That Juramis' cat?"

You agree with Ephya.

Hapenlok asks, "Really, who has a cat that fat?"

Hapenlok says, "Not me."

You quietly whisper to Ephya, "Keep morale up. Be careful yourself."

You smile.

Juramis moves to pet a huge orange cat, but he evades the advance easily.

Greganth says, "Juramis is not a small man either."

You glance at Juramis.

Juramis glances at a huge orange cat and folds his arms over his chest.

Puptilian says, "Juramis."

Speaking to Juramis, Hapenlok says, "Long time no see, merchant."

Goldtree nods to Juramis in greeting.

Evia waves to Juramis.

Fyonn nods to Juramis in greeting.

Fyonn smiles.

Evia says, "Good, nice clear air from all the waving and nodding."

Magister Raelee just arrived.

Juramis frowns.

Speaking to Juramis, Puptilian asks, "Hopefully you are wanting to protect your investment here and hired an army or two?"
Speaking deeply to a green-eyed white cat, Clunk says, "Hullo pumpkin."

Juramis huskily asks, "Hire an army?"

Fealoke says, "Cat's the dangerous one."

Sir Bristenn just arrived.

You see Councilman Juramis Du'Lasfeur.
He appears to be a Human from Seareach.
He is short and appears to be middle-aged. He has heavy-lidded brown eyes and ruddy skin. He has short, curly ginger hair. He has a plump face and heavy jowls. He is rotund.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing an intricate black ora rose suspended from a slender veil iron chain, a mottled morduska hide satchel, some crimson watered silk vestments trimmed with gold and silver thread, a gold ring, a tiny black coin pouch emblazoned with a pair of crossed silvery scimitars, and some cork and snakeskin sandals decorated with polished golvern beads.

Speaking deeply to a green-eyed white cat, Clunk says, "Duzznt want hairball."

Speaking huskily to you, Kupaka asks, "You leadin the group to take on Cross, when the time comes?"

Speaking to Juramis, Puptilian asks, "So you will join in that fight then tonight?"

You nod at Kupaka.

You say, "That I am."

Speaking to Juramis, Hapenlok says, "Give him what-for from me."

Juramis huskily asks, "A fight? Is that what you are calling it?"

Hapenlok exclaims, "That goes for all of you taking on cross!"

Clunk gazes up into the sky.

Speaking to Juramis, Puptilian says, "You know this town long enough now. We dont roll over."

Hadya just arrived.

Juramis huskily says, "I did not think anyone to take such an endeavor so... lightly."

Juramis huskily says, "I place is here, in the town, regardless of my wish to face Cross and destroy him. I have a responsibility."

Speaking to Juramis, Puptilian says, "Look at this crowd. You think we are taking this lightly. We are very seriously going to take the fight to him."

Demyse stares at Juramis.

Juramis huskily says, "You will not succeed if you go forward thinking this to be a mere tavern brawl. You're spells and weapons will only be of so much use."

Drandar says, "What a motley crew this is."

You peer quizzically at Juramis.

Fyrentennimar says, "I love tavern brawls."

Speaking knowingly to Juramis, Demyse says, "Explain."

Kupaka whispers, "Will it be announced when it's time to muster? Or is it coming soon?"

Aiska deadpans, "I plan ta fight th' Shadows naked."

Speaking to Juramis, Puptilian says, "No I do not think a sword will win it tonight."

You challenge, "You've not been known to be a strategist. Our plan is to wait for our openings and maximize them. Until then.."

Speaking quietly to Juramis, Demyse continues, "You clearly know

Speaking to Aiska, Evia says, "Horrah we win."

Juramis huskily says, "Those who are more familiar with the nature of the shadows will explain when the time is right. I barely understand it myself."

Speaking to Juramis, Durakar says, "The spells and weapons are but the manifestation of the will to fight against this demon."

(OOC) You quietly whisper to Kupaka, "This is preparation time in advance. We're probably not long from getting formed."

Kupaka nods to you.

Sir Cryheart just arrived.

Clunk deeply says, "Incomin knight."

Cryheart says, "Evening all."

You turn towards Cryheart and render a sharp salute

Clunk bows to Cryheart.

Sarvia gives Cryheart a friendly hug.

Speaking to Cryheart, Puptilian says, "Sir Knight."

Juramis huskily says, "If I was able to explain it, I would not be standing here. I would have already tried to kill Cross myself."

Elbromo turns towards Cryheart and renders a sharp hand salute.

Goldstr faces Cryheart and smartly brings his right fist up to his chest. Holding it there, he bows deeply.

Cryheart turns towards Juramis and renders a sharp hand salute.

Cryheart says, "Well..good to see we hae plenty here."

Speaking quietly to Juramis, Demyse says, "No matter how small you believe the detail."

You say, "May as well take this as a sign to form up."


Juramis huskily says, "It is better that I stay away from Cross, and remain to defend the town."

Ardwen says, "If my porch collapses i will be very angry."

Puptilian recites:

"Any that want to fight in the veil please join up with me. Going after Cross join Geijon, fighting for this town with Cryheart"

Ardwen exclaims, "I'm defending the porch!"

Sarvia says, "He likes his little jokes."

Drandar says, "Onoir stands to defend the town."

Cryheart asks, "How many here are Landing defenders?"

(Nairena tests the tension of her bow string.)

You [Global]: "Th' forces of shadow align against Elanthia at th' doorstep of Wehnimer's Landing. If you are for th' Empire or mortals in general th' massed armies of Elithain Cross can be broken. Come west to th' Landing as soon as possible to aid in th' future of our world."

Nairena softly says, "I havent fired a bow in over a year."

Speaking to Nairena, Arnylon says, "You're ahead of me. I haven't ever fired one."

Speaking to Ephya, Rhayveign exclaims, "I know I don't have to tell ya... but ya be careful!"

You [Local]: "Local Preparations and formations have begun at th' steps of Hearthstone."

Ephya says, "I hide in my tower.."

Speaking quietly to Puptilian, Goldtree asks, "Should we move? Perhaps to the North Gate?"

Puptilian recites:

"For any that want to go to the veil, Please join up. I'm heading to another location so we are not all in one place"

Speaking to Cryheart, Puptilian says, "Good luck my friend if I dont see you rest of the night."

Speaking to Cryheart, Sarvia says, "See you, when I see you."
Hapenlok removes a gold filigree star ruby crown from in his dark leather

Goldtree quietly says, "Good luck defenders, and those who face Cross...we will be with you."

Fyonn says, "Stay safe, all of you."

Speaking plainly to Hadya, Cruxophim says, "Thank you. Should I not get the chance. Suppose we'll have to hope so, otherwise I still owe you."

Lylia says, "Be well, those of you who remain. I believe we shall see you soon."

Puptilian says, "Keep our home safe."

Glyhne recites:

"Good luck those into the shadow veil."

Speaking gently to Riend, Bristenn urges, "Scoot. They're waiting."

(Glyhne makes towards Riend slightly.)

Riend slowly empties her lungs.

Raelee runs her cloth-wrapped hands through her copper red hair, momentarily drawing her long tresses from her snow white eyes.

Hadya [Local]: "Slay many, and Spirits keep you."

Svardin whispers, "Ya leadin ta Melgohren's reach, right?"

You nod at Svardin.

Speaking deeply to you, Olgretien says, "Signed up fer yur brigade."

Cryheart says, "Ok...we will need folks to perhaps man the gates...and one good group to patrol inside the town at the least."

Speaking to you, Rozy exclaims, "Tags!"

Cryheart recites:

"'ok...we will need folks to perhaps man the gates...and one good group to patrol inside the town at the least"

Galenblackbard's group just arrived.

Xanith asks, "One group is fighting Cross, another is defending the town and a third is fighting Oblivion?"

Cruxophim [Local]: "Well... to all of you, may your courage -- or whatever carries you -- carry the day... er, night."

Xanith says, "Oblivion sounds nice this time of year."

Glyhne says, "I will be on ballistae and rooftops when town is invaded."

You quietly whisper to Svardin, "Aye. That is true."

Greganth says, "The LDI will maintain the interior once , if, the gates are breached."

Cryheart recites:

"Chastonia knights will assist most likely inside the town"

Cryheart nods at Greganth.

Speaking gruffly to Greganth, Riend says, "Be careful tonight and good luck."

Speaking to Riend, Seomanthe says, "We will be in town."

Speaking to Cryheart, Xanith says, "Don't pull any muscles, Cryheart."

Speaking to Cryheart, Galenblackbard asks, "Ya will have the gates?"

Maiehia [Local]: "May the gods watch over everyone."

Cryheart recites:

"So we hae LDI patrolling inside"

Cryheart recites:

"We also hae the Hendoran troops most likely to patrol the perimeters. I am guessing as well"

Speaking softly to Chamorr, Nairena says, "You be careful, bear."

Cryheart hugs Psyryn.

Cryheart says, "We hae another healer."

Elbromo beams!

Jarlstrom heartily says, "I'se cin go wharse'er ya want me."

You quietly whisper to Cryheart, "I wish we had time to confirm preparations, but th' city is as prepared as it can be. I will attempt to remain alive with my entire unit until we manage an opening. Bravery and heroics won't win out in a last man charge. We need to live as long as possible to get Cross."

Cryheart nods to you.

Kerl just arrived.

Cryheart beams happily at Kerl!

Bristenn and Kerl bash their forearms in greeting.

Kerl cracks his knuckles!

Speaking heartily to Nairena, Chamorr says, "Do the fortress proud."

Cryheart says, "Good to see ye Kerl...demon killer."

You turn towards Kerl and render a salute.

Kerl says, "Greetings all."

Speaking to Kerl, you say, "Glad Rtune reached you."

You whisper, "Our main concern will be staying alive. We cannot trade to th' last man standing. We have to limit our casualties as we may be th' most pressed unit of all." to your group.

Speaking deeply to you, Olgretien asks, "Wher was we when we first fought aside one anuther? Tallistim bivouac?"

Berkana gives you a friendly hug, and you detect the faint scent of fragrant roses around her.

Fealoke whispers to the group, "Likely are, and not exactly a spot easy to get back to."

Cryheart recites:

"Where are ye setting up triage?"

Drandar says, "The orchard probably."

Speaking to Olgretien, you say, "It's been more recent than that. White Manor I believe."
Speaking to Rtune, Rhayveign says, "Hello old friend."

Speaking to Cryheart, Bristenn adds, "Probably rotating by needs, though I highly recommend the Order's courtyard."

Drandar says, "I recommend voln as well."

Raelee whispers to the group, "... and it would behoove us to keep casualties on the mountain if possible. Else returning to the fight will be a very lengthy process."

Speaking to Olgretien, you say, "You acquitted yourself well."

Cryheart says, "Orchard feeds the shadows...let's make it Voln."

Speaking deeply to you, Olgretien says, "Aye, but I was speekin of de first time, not de last."

Olgretien smiles at you.

Svardin says, "I recommends not dyin."

Clunk deeply says, "Sky is still clear."

Shinann asks, "Back up triage?"

Olgretien deeply asks, "Can fog bodies to Voln frem de orchard?"

Riend says, "We have wizards set up in the orchard to help ferry people from the orchard to Voln."

Cryheart recites:

"Ok..Triage will be set at Voln"

Greganth says, "The trees will prevent, if you fall along the wall, you will go to the orchard."

Svardin sings:

"Althedeus, Althedeus.
Your sweaty palms
Are greediest."

Juramis huskily says, "It may be wise to have triage both inside and outside of town."

Speaking formally to Raelee, Bristenn observes, "Magister Svala."

Svardin sings:

"Althedeus, Althedeus.
Your squinty eyes,
Are beadiest."

Elbromo recites:

"Could use it as secondary might as well have triage at orchard most will end up there from town deaths"

Speaking to Bristenn, Raelee asks, "What?"

Svardin sings:

"Rinhale says,
He wants you dead.
But we both know,
He's in yer bed."


Svardin sings:

"Althedeus. Althedeus.
We'll watch you slink,
To yer abyss."

Speaking awkwardly to Raelee, Bristenn replies, "..saying hello and that. Probably goodbye as well."

Cryheart nods at Juramis.

You [Local]: "Th' Cross attack group is in need of a cleric who is experienced in field resurrection and another for supporting th' group."

Speaking to Bristenn, Raelee says, "Very well, then."

Chamorr heartily says, "Thraks inn perhaps."

Speaking tiredly to Raervin, Aiska supplies, "'e's sayin' good luck, ma'am."

Speaking to Jarlstrom, Svardin says, "Yer da designated cleric."

Cryheart recites:

"Will Thraks Inn be sufficient for inside town triage?"

Rtune recites a series of mystical phrases while raising his hands...

Jarlstrom heartily says, "Okies."

You remove a black pennant emblazoned with a ruby red silk gryphon from in your threaded war harness.

You raise your black pennant skyward with triumph.

Shinann says, "Maybe Wayside."

Riend says, "It has to be Wayside."

Cryheart recites:

"Ok..Thraks Inn will be the other triage setup"

Traiva whispers to the group, "A healer here as well."

You salute Traiva.

You whisper, "Thank you." to your group.

Cryheart recites:

"We will need at least a cleric and two healers if possible in each triage setting"


Drandar says, "I suppose I could take control of the Voln Cleric team, Cryheart, If you think that is where I am most needed."

Raelee tiredly says, "And it seems I need a healer all ready."

Shinann says, "I will stay in town. I can ring to Voln if needed."

Cryheart nods at Drandar.

Olgretien whispers to the group, "If Cross gets passed us, all else falls."

Drandar says, "Okay. I'll go organize it."

You quietly whisper to Enestrie, "My preparation entails us being successful field raising."

Fealoke whispers to the group, "No pressure with the not dying stuff."

You nod at Enestrie.

You whisper, "We'll suffer casulties. We just need to maintain operational integrity." to your group.

Kupaka huskily says, "I don't know how to die."

Enestrie whispers to the group, “Should we move away from the others?”

Cryheart says, "For town defenders triage is Thraks Inn and Voln."

Elbromo recites:

"Triage here good idea"

Cryheart says, "And Porch."

Elbromo recites:

"Hate da orchard but most dead will end up there"

Cryheart recites:

"Voln and porch will be prime triages...Thraks is a backup in case of too many triages"

You whisper, "I want us to gather as much intel as we can while we're all together with each unit." to your group.

Xanith says, "I miss this."

Svardin says, "Drakes is joinin all battlegroups."

Greganth [The Landing Defense Irregulars]: "Okay guys, this is why we took the oath, let’s do this for our friends, family and our Home."

Cryheart recites:

"Who is taking lead of Porch triage, we had Drandar at Voln"

[Voln - Drandar] "The Voln Defenders are naming Voln and Thraks as the primary triage points. I will lead the Voln Triage for clerics."

Featherstripe says to Cryheart, "I can."

Cryheart nods at Featherstripe.

Speaking to Turinrond, you say, "My concerns are a bit allayed by th' size of our group lest Cross have any power over you."

[Voln - Riend] "Thraks will not work as a triage point. Bodies brought within the town walls, either by fogging or by dragging will be teleported to the Orchard. Triage has been moved to Voln and the Hearthstone Porch."

Speaking quietly to you, Turinrond says, "Before I joined Cross, I took some precautions. I should not be a liability."

Xanith says, "None of this strategy will mean anything when the battle begins."

Xanith says, "Enjoy the moments before."

Xanith says, "The calm."

Xanith says, "The nostalgia."

Olgretien deeply says, "It will al likely hafta change on de first engagment."

[Voln - Elbromo] "oh thought thraks was immune from orchard shadows"

Cryheart recites:

"Who is going to man the North and West gates...LDI Is patrolling inside of town...who else?"

Rhayveign says, "There goes the calm."

Xanith says, "Don't ruin it with tactics."

Berkana makes a complex gesture at a grizzled dusky curhound.

Juramis frowns.

Glyhne [The Landing Defense Irregulars]: "Good luck. My thoughts are with you all."

Speaking to Xanith, Galenblackbard says, "I will enjoy it all and sing drunkenly afterwords."


[Voln - Falvicar] "It is.. or was"

Cryheart says, "Tis snowing alright."

The orange cat pads around the area.

Rowmi [The Landing Defense Irregulars]: "It has always been a great pleasure to call myself an Irregular. Whatever happens, I am proud of you all."

Goldstr says, "Least be white snow."

Riend [The Landing Defense Irregulars]: "Should I prove of little use in the battle against Cross and Madelyne I will fall back to the town to help."

You [The Landing Defense Irregulars]: "Huzzah!"

[Voln - Riend] "That may have been changed, I have had bodies snatched out of the temple just two nights ago."


[Voln - Cryheart] "I think Thraks Inn is free of the orchard influence. We will find out"

Rowmi says, "Remember everyone, keep your thoughts open, and call out danger."

Speaking affectionately to Cryheart, you remark, "It has always been an honor to be friends. I hope this is not th' last stand of our City and our Order."

You give Cryheart a firm handshake.

Speaking to you, Xanith says, "Don't do that."

You grin.

Juramis huskily says, "I wish you all luck in the coming battle. We will need some."

Speaking deeply to Juramis, Olgretien says, "And to ye."

Speaking to you, Xanith says, "Never jynx those marching into eternity."
Cryheart recites:

"Good luck to all groups”

Xanith turns towards Cryheart and renders a sharp salute with his thick-flavored cigar.

(Maiehia lowers her head and closes her eyes in a silent prayer.)

(Seomanthe steels herself visibly.)

Speaking to Cryheart, Xanith says, "See you on the other side, old friend."

Xanith taps his cigar, knocking a clump of ashes to the ground.

Xanith just went down the porch steps.

Rowmi says, "Good luck, may the stars above the clouds smile on everyone."

Svardin says, "Some says ya should lay down yer life ta defend that which ya believes in. I say, make dem tryin ta take it lay down der lives."

Rozy asks, "Everyones wearing clean underwears?"

Olgretien agrees with Svardin.

Cryheart recites:

"Who is manning the West gate?"

You chuckle at Rozy.

[Hearthstone, Front Porch]
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a scaled fire wyrdling, the Kaedra disk, a rambunctious forest spirit that is flying around, a great white wolf that is sitting, the Kerl disk, a clam chowder-filled bread bowl, a shadowy dire coyote, a short-taloned eagle that is flying around, a glum lake spirit that is flying around, the Praytus disk, a black crystal, an irate luck spirit that is flying around, a large sack, a pure white porcupine, a grizzled dusky curhound, the fiery red Isco disk, the Psyryn disk, the fiery red Aurla disk, the Myharl disk, the Svardin disk, the Khastle disk, a comical luck spirit that is flying around, a barn owl, the Geijon disk, an orange-eyed ginger cat, the Ryjex disk, the Muscatelle disk, the Neovik disk, a green-eyed black cat that is sitting, the Regwen disk, a sugar-dusted travel biscuit, a filled piece of bread, a filled piece of bread, some manna bread, a highland jaguar, some manna bread, a filled piece of bread, a filled piece of bread, some manna bread, some manna bread, a sugar-dusted travel biscuit, some calamia fruit, a heavy backpack, a tall scorched modwir bin, a doorman, a long oak sideboard with some stuff on it and the porch steps.
Also here: Alasatia, Mynon, Kaedra, Master Kupaka, Galenblackbard, Lord Zazulu, Kerl, Seomanthe, Greganth, Malikh, Brimzstone, Apprentice Broyles, High Lord Turinrond, Rozy, Lord Crime, Lady Maiehia, Lord Praytus, Dryhtnes, Riend, Chatelaine Traiva, Jonks, Great Lord Ozzan, Enestrie, Olgretien, Khastle, Jarlstrom, Lord Chamorr, Lord Barzillia, High Lord Svardin, Magister Raelee, Leslieanna, Ryjex, Neovik, Bekke, Fealoke, Lord Ondreian, Greycrown, Lord Tolwynn, Altheorn, Lord Hoodtralfeck, Liabo Chair Aoife, Mistress Berkana, Aurach, Lord Isco, Katiesa, Grand Lord Myharl, Grand Lady Aurla, Adyr, Lady Psyryn, High Lady Featherstripe, Lady Wintersylph, Muscatelle, Shinann, Sir Cryheart, Neathon, Elbromo, Goldstr, Great Lady Regwen, Scribe Ardwen, Aiska, Clunk, Rowmi, Grand Lady Rhayveign, Glyhne
Obvious paths: none

Crime fastens the dragon-shaped void black opal clasp on his austere grey robe, protecting himself from the snowstorm.

Riend presses the stem protruding from the top of her watch and the cover flips open, revealing a smooth ivory face inlaid with golden numerals and a pair of tiny black hands.

Greganth nods to you.

You turn towards Greganth and render a sharp hand salute.

You smile.

Speaking quietly to Ondreian, Turinrond says, "Finishing the task that I began so many moons ago."

Olgretien deeply says, "Yea, i dunt wanna die fer my cause, I want dem to die fer theirs."

Speaking to Turinrond, Greycrown asks, "Aren't you one of his little minions?"

Speaking to Turinrond, Ondreian says, "Well in that case, good hunting."

Speaking quietly to Greycrown, Turinrond says, "No."

Speaking to Greycrown, Bekke says, "Let's not start before we've started."

Rowmi says, "I would defend West, but I will fall back if the walls are breached."

Cryheart recites:

"All prep and go to your locations soon"

[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a scaled fire wyrdling, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Alasatia, Riend
Obvious paths: south
Kupaka, Turinrond, Rozy, Maiehia, Praytus, Dryhtnes, Traiva, Jonks, Ozzan, Enestrie, Olgretien, Khastle, Jarlstrom, Chamorr, Barzillia, Svardin, Raelee, Leslieanna, Ryjex, Neovik, Bekke, Fealoke, Tolwynn, Altheorn, Hoodtralfeck and Neathon followed.

You say, "Lets rest here a moment."

You say, "Identify each other."

You say, "Know who fights with us and for us."

You say, "Share this purpose together."

Nysina just arrived.

You nod at Nysina.

Turinrond turns towards Nysina and renders a sharp hand salute.

Enestrie nods to you.
Neathon tightens his grip on his rolaren waraxe.

Rozy beams happily at Nysina!

Altheorn nods to Nysina in greeting.

Raelee gets a distant look in her eyes.

Pushing her cat eye glasses with a single index finger, Maiehia slides them back up her nose.

Kupaka asks, “Anyone need guarding?

Nysina says, "Fine night to die miserably."

Turinrond grins coldly, his eyes reflecting no emotion.

Riend adopts an agreeable expression.

Nysina dusts off her onyx leather longcoat.

Leslieanna adopts an agreeable expression.

Speaking deeply to Nysina, Olgretien says, "Upbeat as alwasys."

Nysina nods at Olgretien.

Speaking to Kupaka, Ozzan says, "Protect the healers if we have any i would think."

Nysina says, "I'm the eternal optimist."

Speaking to Nysina, Fealoke says, "A pleasure to see you, as it always is..even in these circumstances."

Neathon nods slowly.

Kupaka huskily asks, "Who are the healers?"

Traiva says, "Healer here."

Ephya [Local]: "Any townsfolk that wish to take refuge in the tunnels until this is over.. I suggest you get there now."

You move over to Jonks and prepare to protect him from attack.
[LNet]-GSIV:Daiyon: "i dont get it?"

Kupaka huskily says, "Had to protect Svardin too."

Olgretien moves over to Traiva and stands ready to protect her from attack.

Kupaka huskily says, "He squishy."

Ephya [Local]: "For those in the towers.. hold your bow in your left hand. take 1 arrow.. or bolt... and fire window, fire second window, fire third window."

Svardin whispers to the group, "Lunatic here. I'll panic and runs in circles prolly."

Rozy beams!

Ozzan exclaims, "Sorecerer here and likely one of the first to fie!"

Ephya [Local]: "If you are on the rooftops.. bow in left hand. take 1 arrow.. or bolt. fire railing."

You whisper, "If I fall. Svardin and Olgretien in that order will be our reform selections. Questions or second opinions?" to your group.

Turinrond quietly says, "Svardin is an excellent field commander. Good choice."

Kupaka looks over at you and shakes his head.

Altheorn looks over at you and shakes his head.

Ozzan whispers to the group, "Works for me."

You nod slowly.

You say, "Pylasar is also accompanying us."

Nysina says, "He's still alive? Disappointing."

Speaking quietly to Olgretien, Turinrond says, "And it's been awhile since we've been in the field together."

Barzillia quietly says, "I'll follow either one of those."

Ephya [Local]: "It takes no skill at all to fire from the towers.. just a bow and some arrows. the arrows I left in the towers are blessed, just in case."

Enestrie nods to you.

Ephya [Local]: "Saelwen is still outside Moot Hall.. with sacks filled with bows.. and arrows, in case you need some."

Seomanthe [The Landing Defense Irregulars]: "We'll be patrolling the town, particularly the three drop points of the temporal thingies and the orphanage."

Sir Cryheart's group just arrived.

You focus on projecting your thoughts...
You [Local]: "Ephya. Thank you for all th' preparation you have done for th' city, it's towers, and our wall defenses. Rowmi, Glyhe, to those of the LDI who ran drills to make sure all knew our key defense points. Huzzah!"

Sir Cryheart's group just went south.

Ephya (Focused) [Local]: "Thank you."

A bolt of purple lightning streaks across the sky!

You [Local]: "Sir Cryheart, to Puptilian, to all who have prepared, discussed, and rallied our people and Elanthia. I thank you. Let all our focus be united and victory be attained this eve against all that is wrought against us."

Traiva glances up.

Enestrie lets out a cheer!

You focus on projecting your thoughts...
You (Focused to Ephya) [Local]: "You've done much. It's only right."

Xanith [Local]: "Don't die. Make good decisions."

Dark, chilling laughter echoes across the sky like a powerful thunderclap.

Cryheart [Local]: "Our motto tonight, "Strength in Unity"."

Hapenlok [Local]: "It ends tonight. one way or another."

Goldtree [Local]: "As one. We fight as one...on many fronts. From those of us headed into the Veil, we thank those for defending all we hold dear. Strength and unity."

Clunk [Local]: “Bucket time.”

Ephya [Local]: "There are towers outside each gate. If you cannot climb into the tower.. be sure to climb the other tower."

Cryheart [Local]: "Also lookout for fires..those who are able..put those fires out."

Rowmi [Local]: "Strength in Unity. I very much like that for a town motto. Let us remember that."

Puptilian [Local]: "For Mestinar. For Idolone. For the LANDING."

Along rooftops, dark hooded figures perch, bows slung over their shoulders and the moon gleaming along their razor-sharp steel beaks.

Kraytorh [Local]: "Tower outside gate is NOT fully manned if someone would like the east or south positions."

Greganth [Local]: "Rooks on the rooftops, as likely to shoot at you as for you."

Puptilian [Local]: "As much as I dont like the rooks, they will help this town tonight. That I am sure of."

You whisper, "Our primary concern is survival. I have my moments of bravado, but thathave to be at a time when it's ideal for us. Until then I will retreat and pull back as we have to maintain th' integrity of this unit first and foremost." to your group.

You whisper, "We will leave no bodies. All of us will return probably immediately to recover you." to your group.

Neovik nods to you.

You whisper, "But we cannot engage to th' last man standing. To do so will be failure." to your group.

Enestrie nods to you.

Stars begin to blink out of existance, overtaken by large forms approaching in the distance.

Aiska [Local]: "All wot aim ta 'old th' wes' gate, form on me!"

You whisper, "We have two empaths and two clerics, but I will confirm. It is our attempt that we will retreat and fight on th' mountain or under it and that includes field resurrection." to your group.

Cryheart [Local]: "We need some to man the pylons."

Eshielle [Local]: "Get'm, rager."

You whisper, "Svardin and others may have to create a small forward talon at that time to slow any enemy approach and I'll fall back as far as we can to raise our dead." to your group.

You whisper, "We'll have to play that by feeling." to your group.

Maiehia nods sagely.

Radeek [Local]: "Breaks a group off if ya need ta when da time comes...don' aplit yer forces too soon."

Traiva whispers to the group, "If you see someone get stunned, say loudly. If you are injured and bleeding badly, say loudly. Battle is a mess."

Jonks says, "That's not a great omen."

You whisper, "I am attempting to take th' utmost precautions as we're able." to your group.

Futtilo [Local]: "I'd just like to say... I will be so happy to see some of you crushed like bugs. That said, the ones I wouldn't, please do not be."

You whisper, "Althedeus probably will manifest into this world, hopefully weakened by our comrades. Th' Urnon golem Madelyne will then and only then be vulnerable at th' pinnacle of Cross ceremony to bring Althedeus to th' world. It is then all of them are fully vulnerable." to your group.

Darkly garbed Nalfein elves take to the streets and rooftops, some with arrows nocked in their bows, others standing like statues, moonlight gleaming off of their swords.

Rozy [Local]: "Are yous more of a stomps and make the guts splat out as far as possibles, or an interesting patterns fan?"

You whisper, "At that point we'll make our final stand. We will fight until th' end and I will not withdraw upon th' precipe of that moment." to your group.

Speaking to Raelee, you ask, "Magister?"

Yangh [Local]: "Elves on the rooftops."

Kupaka nods to you.

Nysina nods.

Phever furrows her brow.

Raelee raises an eyebrow in your direction.

Fealoke softly says, "Bit of a comforting sight for the city."

Speaking to you, Raelee asks, "What is it?"

Elbromo [Local]: "Pylons still locked."

You say, "Look amongst one another and let it be upon your memory all those who fought with us today."

Speaking to Raelee, you ask, "Do you have anything to add to my battle strategy?"

In the distance, the first black airship appears, slowly maneuvering towards Wehnimer's Landing. In the sky, a bolt of purple lightning streaks ahead of it, speeding towards the town.

Ozzan says, "And all who will perish."

Altheorn nods slowly.

You nod at Ozzan.

Jook [Local]: "Incoming Airship."

Aiska [Local]: "Airship sighted!"

Bristenn [Local]: "And, Grand Magister Pylasar inbound as well."

Speaking to you, Raelee says, "There is nothing to add."

Rozy [Local]: "Hopes them not collides!"

Jook [Local]: "I'm not so certain, I have no telescope. It looks to be from the North."

Speaking to you, Raelee says, "The reach is the center of numerous spatial and temporal disruptions right now. Magical influences will be... unpredictable. We can only manage them as they come."

Olgretien deeply says, "Be a shame fer him to hit de airship afore we even git started."

Fizelwick deeply exclaims, "Fear the gnome!"

Eshielle [Local]: "For Slow-arse mages to do it for you."

You decisively say, "We have to survive long enough."

Cryheart [Local]: "Report out from which direction the airship or ships is heading..then we can send one group to that pylon."

Jook [Local]: "The snow is providing some cover visually as well it seems."

Speaking to you, Jeril says, "Remember, if you don't I am going to make fun of you."

You chuckle at Jeril.

Streams of crimson bleed across the sky like jagged, dripping wounds.

Bristenn [Local]: "We can assume southeast. Also, quaint, that."

Speaking coyly to Jeril, you say, "I hope my luck is as good as Vathor smashing last week."

Praytus softly says, "Blood in the sky."

Svardin whispers to the group, "Just a reminder but don't cast meteors, open implode and such things at demons."

Jeril says, "The vathors were easy, it was the chimeras that were annoying."

Speaking to Jeril, you say, "I got seven Chimera."

You grin at Jeril.

Olgretien deeply says, "I aint sure I ever hit a chimera."

Jeril grins at you.

Olgretien deeply says, "I tried."

You clasp Jeril's hand, and he shakes it enthusiastically in return.

Speaking to you, Jeril says, "I quit counting, it’s a silly endeavor."

Speaking to Jeril, you ask, "You are fighting with th' city?"

Jarlstrom heartily asks, "Didn we roast one o dem afore?"

Speaking to you, Jeril says, "Aye."

You nod.

Rtune [Local]: "Good lux to the other two groups!"

You say, "You, Roblar, Kerl, Cryheart, Bristenn then."

Jeril says, "Kaedra will be around as well."

Svardin [Local]: "Fight well and preserve yer forces. Da dead isn't as affective in battle."

Speaking to Jeril, Ozzan says, "I blame you."

Ephya [Local]: "For the Landing!"

You say, "Sir Thadston fights for th' city also."

Mystiq [Local]: "Tonight we stand united not for one town or one faction but for the greater good of life. To preserve it at all cost. May your love of your family and friends light your way home as we rage on and take the fight to them."

Rozy exclaims, "We can'ts lose with her on our sides!"

Nysina pulls the hood of her longcoat down over her face, concealing her features.

Jeril grins at Rozy.

Taverkin just arrived.

Taverkin joined your group.

Ozzan says, "Hiya tav."

Airships emerge from the shadow of night, the moon gleaming along the surface of their veniom hulls. A great army of shadowy black golems line their decks, their hollow eyes trained on Wehnimer's Landing.

Taverkin adds layers of protection to everyone assembled.

Kupaka huskily says, "I love golems."

Jarlstrom heartily says, "Ere we goes."

Svardin whispers to the group, "Remember da golems explode when dead."

Qistra just arrived.

Taverkin squeakily exclaims, "That should help!"

Speaking to Nysina, Qistra says, "Greetings Commander."

A heavy snow falls, sculpting everything into round white curves.

Cryheart [Local]: "Ok..which direction was that airship about?"

Hadya [Local]: "I vote lighting it on fire and chucking it over the walls."

Nysina nods to Qistra in greeting.

Nysina says, "Good evening."

Taverkin squeakily asks, "Which group is this?"

Rozy exclaims, "The Reaches!"

You say, "We go for Cross."

Speaking deeply to Taverkin, Olgretien says, "Cross killers."

Taverkin squeakily asks, "And there is one at Voln?"

Speaking softly to Taverkin, Altheorn says, "Fun group."

Taverkin squeakily says, "I will go spell them up, too."

Qistra adopts an agreeable expression.

Taverkin squeakily says, "I got the north gate group already."

Speaking mischievously to Taverkin, Rozy says, "Is group am in, so of course is bestests."

Ephya [Local]: "Windows are opened in the towers."

Fealoke says, "Pylasar always moves at his own pace."

Taverkin squeakily exclaims, "Naturally!"

Taverkin flings himself against Rozy, bounces off of her, and giggles madly!

The sky all around is white with falling snow.

Speaking to Nysina, Qistra says, "Glad to stand by your side against cross."

On the horizon of Darkstone Bay, the dark silhouette of krolvin warships can be spotted.

Turinrond says, "Lovely."

The screech owl ruffles her feathers.

You say, "We're going to move to south of town."

Turinrond says, "Town is going to have its hands full."

Drandar [Local]: "Need help at voln pylon."

Cryheart [Local]: "Krols..knew it...we might need a group to check the Bay and cliffs."

Nysina says, "Lovely. For a moment, I thought this wasn't going to be challenging enough with just the golems."

Aiska [Local]: "Back fer more, Kragnack--?!"

A bolt of purple lightning zigs, zags, and zooms through the sky, moving between airships as it draws closer to town.

You focus on projecting your thoughts...
You [Local]: "Sir Cryheart, Puptilian we're moving towards th' valley."

Seomanthe [The Landing Defense Irregulars]: "Keep ware of the docks, LDI, krolvin closing in."

>s
[Wehnimer's, Outside Gate]
Citizens, merchants and assorted dregs of society jostle against you before the great burnt wooden gates of Wehnimer's Landing. Harried guards and militiamen try to keep the chaos to a minimum, but it is hard to keep track of those entering, let alone leaving, this large trading post. A dirt path encircling the wooden palisade of the town leads east and southwest. Nailed prominently to the wooden wall beside the gate is a sign you really should read. You also see an angry mountain spirit that is flying around, a large white-bellied hawk that is flying around, a sly lake spirit that is flying around, a forest wolf, the Jook disk, the Galenblackbard disk, a rambunctious forest spirit that is flying around, the Kaedra disk, a grizzled dusky curhound, the fiery red Aurla disk, the Myharl disk, the Psyryn disk, the fiery red Isco disk, some light leather, a cudgel, a floating violet eye that is flying around, a mithril-bound silver wooden tower, the blackened walls of the Wayside Inn and a scorched wooden tower.
Also here: Mister Polveiss, Maerit, Ibbo, Jook, Kiske, Galenblackbard, Lord Crime, Kaedra, Grand Lady Rhayveign, Clunk, Goldstr, Lady Psyryn, Grand Lady Aurla, Grand Lord Myharl, Lord Isco, Mistress Berkana, Sir Bristenn, Sir Cryheart, Daefea
Obvious paths: north, east, southwest, northwest
Riend, Taverkin, Qistra, Rozy, Jonks, Phever, Nysina, Kupaka, Turinrond, Maiehia, Praytus, Dryhtnes, Traiva, Ozzan, Enestrie, Olgretien, Khastle, Jarlstrom, Chamorr, Barzillia, Svardin, Raelee, Leslieanna, Ryjex, Neovik, Bekke, Fealoke, Tolwynn, Altheorn, Hoodtralfeck and Neathon followed.

You nod at Cryheart.

>sw
[Wehnimer's, Exterior]
You are standing at the northwest corner of the Landing. The path, which bends to the northeast as it moves along this section of the western wall of the fortified trading post. To the west can be seen a dark forest while to the south can be seen a rolling plain of high grasses. You also see a wooden arrow, a cobblestoned trail leading to a wooded glade and a tall wooden archery tower.
Obvious paths: northeast, south, west
Riend, Taverkin, Qistra, Rozy, Jonks, Phever, Nysina, Kupaka, Turinrond, Maiehia, Praytus, Dryhtnes, Traiva, Ozzan, Enestrie, Olgretien, Khastle, Jarlstrom, Chamorr, Barzillia, Svardin, Raelee, Leslieanna, Ryjex, Neovik, Bekke, Fealoke, Tolwynn, Altheorn, Hoodtralfeck and Neathon followed.


Goldtree [Local]: "Gods be with you! Show Cross what we're made of!"

Dergoatean [Local]: "Good luck. Please let us know what confronts you there."

Speaking to Nysina, Turinrond says, "Pretty sure he's bringing his remaining army here. You know, better than most, what that likely involves."

Ephya [Local]: "Put the Star in that harbor so they can't get in.."

Hapenlok [Local]: "Give 'em what for from me, Geijon."

You remove a gleaming rune-scribed maul from in your threaded war

You raise your rune-scribed maul in triumph!

Speaking to Turinrond, Fealoke asks, "Someone mentioned..ah, who can remember the names of krolvin?"

Speaking to Fealoke, Turinrond says, "Yes, there is one that leads the Krolvin."

Turinrond says, "That was his name. Kragnack."

The sky is full of billowing snowflakes.

Clunk [Local]: "No sign yet?"

Glyhne [Local]: "Only Two LDI on the docks, two are with Aiska on the West Gate."

Nysina says, "Look on the bright side. You won't have to contend with my men. You can thank me later."

You say, "Krentuk died with th' star shattering. Kragnack by all accounts is still near Idolone."

Jarlstrom heartily exclaims, "Hammatime!"

Neovik begins chuckling at Nysina!

Speaking deeply to Nysina, Olgretien asks, "Will ya have men, or a ship when dis is all over?"

Greganth [Local]: "We are going to walk out the bay to the beach and back to the docks, we can cover both from here."

Nysina says, "I said later, tartling."

Dergoatean [Local]: "Are you folks already firing on airships, or are they not in range?"

Svardin says, "Lunatic."

Qistra says, "Warfighter."

Maiehia quietly says, "Bait."

Elbromo [Local]: "We must be patient it appears."

You whisper, "Thank you for aiding and supporting us in this. I will do my best to validate your trust in me." to your group.

You render a sharp salute with your rune-scribed maul.

Jarlstrom heartily says, "Fatman."

Svardin says, "Actually, stealth warrior."

Traiva calmly flutters her wings at Maiehia to an unheard rhythm.

Svardin giggles.

Kupaka turns towards you and renders you a sharp salute with his obsidian-hilted warblade.

Nysina asks, "Is this the part where we all point out the obvious?"

Taverkin just arrived.

Taverkin hiccups!

Neovik says, "Skull splitter here."

Neovik grins.

Kraytorh [Local]: "Two ballistas unmanned on Rone's Wrath tower outside gate if any youngin wants a spot."

A bolt of purple lightning zips and lands outside of town!

Speaking to Nysina, Turinrond says, "Seeing as we might die next to each other, might as well know who we are."

Speaking to Nysina, Rozy says, "Keeps pointings it out for while too."

Fealoke mildly says, "I seemed to notice its snowing."

Pylasar coughs.

Pylasar coughs.

Speaking to Nysina, you mention, "For a commander I'd think you'd know th' value of morale in your unit and fighting force."

Neovik grins at Pylasar.

Kupaka grins ear-to-ear.

Speaking to Pylasar, Raelee says, "... Grand Magister."

Enestrie hugs Pylasar.

Rozy turns to Pylasar and cheers!

Nysina says, "I know who all the important people are."

Cryheart [Local]: "Where did Pylsar land?"

Speaking deeply to Pylasar, Ryjex says, "Nice landing."

The sky all around is white with falling snow.

Speaking to Pylasar, Raelee says, "The 9th of Lormesta. 5115."

Aralyte wanders in.

Riend glances at Pylasar and slowly exhales.

Speaking to Pylasar, you say, "Just in "time"."

Turinrond [Local]: "Our location."

Speaking softly to Pylasar, Enestrie says, "Good to see you, sir."

Aralyte nods.

You bow to Aralyte.

Jonks says, "The night a young dwarf saved us all by not dying horribly."

Aralyte says, "A sufficient turn out."

Cryheart [Local]: "Good, he is located."

Speaking deeply to Aralyte, Olgretien says, "Let’s hope its enuff."

Anru just arrived.

Speaking to Aralyte, you say, "Puptilian is inquiring if you need his unit."

Puptilian steps out of the shifting portal, followed closely by his group.

The shifting portal shimmers slightly, the haze within its glowing outline growing opaque as it contracts to a pinpoint of blue-grey mist and vanishes.

The voice of Greycrown says, "Only way a dwarf is saving me is if I'm out of firewood and they've got enough beard to count as tinder."

You nod at Anru.

Puptilian nods at Aralyte.

Masrath bows to Aralyte.

Lylia nods to Pylasar in greeting.

Aralyte says, "It would be a good idea to gather."

Aralyte nods to you.

Pylasar asks, "Blade....are the....weapons ready?"

Aralyte says, "They are ready."

Speaking to Aralyte, Puptilian says, "I have brought with me those that want to go to the void."

Xanith says, "Ah, oblivion."

Speaking to Pylasar, you say, "We are all amassed to end this with victory. It is our best chance."

Pylasar says, "Please everyone...settle for a moment."

Speaking to you, Nektarius says, "Another great battle and we find ourselves on the same side, luck must be with you."

Pylasar says, "The ships of the sky and sea are coming soon..."

Pylasar says, "Which means, Elithain is likely at his spot, or will be soon, far beneath the Reach."

You (Focused to Cryheart) [Local]: "Pylasar says th' Krolvin and Airships are coming."

Turinrond [Local]: "We are gathered near the bridge to Voln. Pylasar and Aralyte are present."

Pylasar asks, "Who is leading into the Shadows with the Blade?"

Roblar turns to face you.

Olgretien deeply says, "Pup."

Pylasar says, "I see, excellent."

Speaking deeply in Giantman to you, Roblar exclaims, "Lead to glory!"

Speaking solemnly to Rozy, Cruxophim says, "Show 'em that spunky what-for."

Pylasar hugs Aralyte.

Aralyte raises an eyebrow.

Sepher chuckles.

Aralyte takes a few steps back.

Stormyrain gazes up into the heavens.

Nysina says, "I smell a human."

Puptilian says, "Give them hell your Purpleness."

[Wehnimer's, Exterior]
You stand below the top bank of the eastern shore of the Locksmehr River. From here you have a good view of the many merchant barges and fishing boats that move along the river. Some move towards the Landing to exchange their goods for silver, while others are working their way upstream to gather new cargo. You also see a coat-wrapped figure, a billowing misty grey scorpion, a gold-flecked grey brushwood wolf, a striking white peregrine raptor that is flying around, a hook-nosed lightning wyrdling, a greater snowy owl that is flying around, a black-tipped twilight grey wolf, the Yinh disk, a bereaved desert spirit that is flying around, the Anyauma disk, the Eshielle disk, the Drambik disk, a long-nosed air wyrdling, the Mystiq disk, the Yangh disk, the Svantai disk, a mischievous solar spirit that is flying around, an unstable sun spirit that is flying around, the Dergoatean disk, a scaled fire wyrdling, a large white-bellied hawk, an orange-eyed tabby cat, a short-taloned eagle that is flying around, a wooden sign, a large metal-topped barrier arcing over most of the area and a sturdy bridge.
Also here: Katiesa, Kasgar, Mynon, Lord Ondreian, Puptilian, Sareyna, Great Lady Ichiko, Svantai, Lord Demyse, Arnylon, Vault Guardian Fyrentennimar, Yangh, Fyonn, Durakar, Roswiec, Demietria, Lady Sareja, Hlozek, Hadya, Brakian, Anyauma, Sarvia, Hapenlok, Goldtree, High Lord Falvicar, Archales, Lord Balantine, High Lady Evia, Semiera, Meril, Ta'la'hai Azimar, Yinh, Lady Aeavenne, Drambik, Grand Lord Masrath, Lady Tykeara, Stormyrain, Rtune, Sepher, High Lady Mystiq, Xanith, Dergoatean, Lord Zazulu who is sitting, Czeska, Eshielle, Laelithonel, Radeek, Grand Lord Raincail, Morgahan, High Lord Gutios, Ulani, Alasatia, Cruxophim, Vohndolarr, Nektarius, Lord Nottinghamm, Lady Lylia, Roblar, Aralyte, Riend, Lord Barzillia
Obvious paths: east, south
Ridic, Taverkin, Gweneivia, Zarston, Hoy, Daiyon, Pylasar, Qistra, Rozy, Greycrown, Jonks, Phever, Nysina, Kupaka, Turinrond, Maiehia, Praytus, Dryhtnes, Traiva, Ozzan, Enestrie, Olgretien, Khastle, Jarlstrom, Chamorr, Svardin, Raelee, Leslieanna, Ryjex, Neovik, Bekke, Fealoke, Tolwynn, Altheorn, Hoodtralfeck and Neathon followed.

Pylasar says, "Good luck in the Shadows."

Speaking to Pylasar, Xanith says, "No promises."

Speaking darkly to his dark violet will-o'-wisp, Zazulu says, "We go to battle, little one."

Aralyte says, "If I survive this, I will come back and burn the rest of the hair off your head."

Pylasar says, "Go, show them the shadowbane."

You quietly whisper to Cruxophim, "I hope you find closure."

Speaking to Pylasar, Lylia says, "Kick Cross in the teeth a few times for us."

Speaking to Pylasar, Dergoatean says, "We'll do our best. If we come back and we're... different... don't forget what we were."

Aralyte says, "Take us to Moot Hall."

Puptilian gestures.
Puptilian's group becomes blurred, and then vanishes!

Pylasar says, "All those going to the Reach, you are with Geijon now? If not, join him."

Speaking to Pylasar, you say, "We've everyone."

Pylasar asks, "Geijon...take us outside of the gate first?"

You say, "Aye."

>ne
[Wehnimer's, Outside Gate]
Citizens, merchants and assorted dregs of society jostle against you before the great burnt wooden gates of Wehnimer's Landing. Harried guards and militiamen try to keep the chaos to a minimum, but it is hard to keep track of those entering, let alone leaving, this large trading post. A dirt path encircling the wooden palisade of the town leads east and southwest. Nailed prominently to the wooden wall beside the gate is a sign you really should read. You also see a velnalin, a grizzled dusky curhound, the Grid disk, an animated heavy crossbow, the Galenblackbard disk, a sly lake spirit that is flying around, a forest wolf, the Jook disk, a rambunctious forest spirit that is flying around, the Kaedra disk, the fiery red Aurla disk, the Myharl disk, the Psyryn disk, the fiery red Isco disk, a mithril-bound silver wooden tower, the blackened walls of the Wayside Inn and a scorched wooden tower.
Also here: Ahrairah, Bremerial, Grid, Attoll, Ycelacie, Galenblackbard, Mister Polveiss, Jook, Kiske, Lord Crime, Kaedra, Grand Lady Rhayveign, Clunk, Goldstr, Lady Psyryn, Grand Lady Aurla, Grand Lord Myharl, Lord Isco, Mistress Berkana, Sir Bristenn, Sir Cryheart, Daefea
Obvious paths: north, east, southwest, northwest
Qistra, Barzillia, Ridic, Taverkin, Gweneivia, Zarston, Hoy, Daiyon, Pylasar, Rozy, Greycrown, Jonks, Phever, Nysina, Kupaka, Turinrond, Maiehia, Praytus, Dryhtnes, Traiva, Ozzan, Enestrie, Olgretien, Khastle, Jarlstrom, Chamorr, Svardin, Raelee, Leslieanna, Ryjex, Neovik, Bekke, Fealoke, Tolwynn, Altheorn, Hoodtralfeck, Neathon, Drektor, Myasarie and Riend followed.

Cryheart says, "Still sturdy."

You nod at Pylasar.

Bristenn states, "Drandar says the pylons are activated, it appears-"

Cryheart turns towards Pylasar and renders a sharp hand salute.

Speaking deeply to Cryheart, Olgretien says, "Stregth and Courage, Sire."

Cryheart says, "Hello Pylasar...a citizen gave this to me..and indicated it had some importance."

Cryheart offers Pylasar a lapis-set polished gold coronet.

Pylasar peers quizzically at Cryheart.

Nysina nods at Cryheart.

Pylasar accepts Cryheart's polished gold coronet.

Cryheart nods at Nysina.

Pylasar asks, "What...is this?"

Speaking to Pylasar, Raelee says, "That is..."

Pylasar puts a lapis-set polished gold coronet on his head.

Cryheart says, "Someone indicated it belongs to Earl Kestrel."

Pylasar says, "OH."

Pylasar says, "Defenders of Wehnimer's..."

Cryheart says, "So I hae kept it safe..if that is true."

Pylasar says, "Be safe, all of you."

Speaking quietly to Cryheart, Raelee asks, "Is that the Kestrel coronet?"

Cryheart says, "No."

A horn blares in the distance as Hendoran troops begin to march on Melgorehn's Reach.

You whisper to Pylasar, "We'll return to our southern position when you are ready

You remove a blackened steel signal horn strung on a black suede cord from your belt.

Pylasar says, "Geijon....please...lead us to the base of the Reach."

Quickly raising the horn to your lips, you seal your mouth tightly around the mouthpiece and blow into it, trumpeting a piercing alarm which echoes through the surrounding area.

Cryheart nods to you.

The voice of Aurach softly exclaims, "And any that come with foul intent to these gates, your hour has come!"

Cryheart says, "Good luck Reach group."

You attach a blackened steel signal horn strung on a black suede cord to your belt.

You say, "And to all of our cities defenders. Let us end this War tonight."

Speaking deeply to Cryheart, Olgretien says, "Luck to ye as well."

>sw
[Wehnimer's, Exterior]
You are standing at the northwest corner of the Landing. The path, which bends to the northeast as it moves along this section of the western wall of the fortified trading post. To the west can be seen a dark forest while to the south can be seen a rolling plain of high grasses. You also see a cobblestoned trail leading to a wooded glade and a tall wooden archery tower.
Obvious paths: northeast, south, west
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You say, "Activate your amulets."