Ties That Bind - Revision history

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	*[[Ties That Bind medal ceremony (log)]]		*[[Ties That Bind medal ceremony (log)]]

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	'''Ties That Bind''' was a storyline in the [[Elven Nations]] that took place over the first several months of 5117. The sorcerer known as Vindicto drove bands of orcs, then later demons, undead, and [[Ithzir]], against [[Ta'Vaalor]] and [[Ta'Illistim]]. As the elven defenders battled these invasions, they discovered that Vindicto had also been responsible for the corruption of Commander [[Tiope]] and, through her, the assassination of King [[Tyrnian]] several years prior. Vindicto was finally defeated in the northern woods of [[Old Ta'Faendryl]].		'''Ties That Bind''' was a storyline in the [[Elven Nations]] that took place over the first several months of 5117. The sorcerer known as Vindicto drove bands of orcs, then later demons, undead, and [[Ithzir]], against [[Ta'Vaalor]] and [[Ta'Illistim]]. As the elven defenders battled these invasions, they discovered that Vindicto had also been responsible for the corruption of Commander [[Tiope]] and, through her, the assassination of King [[Tyrnian]] several years prior. Vindicto was finally defeated in the northern woods of [[Old Ta'Faendryl]].
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	== 29th Lormesta, 5117 ==		== 29th Lormesta, 5117 ==

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	Next I knew I was in the Hall of the Arkati with shouts of orders in my head as defenders organized to contain the breach. Triage had been moved inside the Hall of the Arkati when Deathworms burrowed up under King's Court. We fought for our lives, for our homes. Our efforts doubled as we realized that this could be the end. We pushed them back to the gates and that's where we held them. A stalemate of forces, neither side giving ground. For hours we fought shoulder to shoulder inside the arch of the gateways. A storm had blown in, rain pouring from the skies as our feet trampled the dirt to hazardous mud. No matter how much fire poured from the Drake, the undead scourge seemed endless. For every one we killed, two more were there. We knew we couldn't hold out forever. A very cold shiver ran down my spine as a warhorn was sounded in the night.		Next I knew I was in the Hall of the Arkati with shouts of orders in my head as defenders organized to contain the breach. Triage had been moved inside the Hall of the Arkati when Deathworms burrowed up under King's Court. We fought for our lives, for our homes. Our efforts doubled as we realized that this could be the end. We pushed them back to the gates and that's where we held them. A stalemate of forces, neither side giving ground. For hours we fought shoulder to shoulder inside the arch of the gateways. A storm had blown in, rain pouring from the skies as our feet trampled the dirt to hazardous mud. No matter how much fire poured from the Drake, the undead scourge seemed endless. For every one we killed, two more were there. We knew we couldn't hold out forever. A very cold shiver ran down my spine as a warhorn was sounded in the night.

	Hope is the light that casts away the darkness in our lives. In that hour, when the darkness of night stretched on endlessly, hope was but a dwindling spark. I had steeled myself and accepted my fate, Lorminstra would see me through the Ebon Gates. We fought on, when one of ours fell our lines along the archway began to shrink. We heard the warhorn again, this time much closer and no longer echoing off the pass. Sir, the warhorn was coming from behind us, from the west. The beacon from Ta'Illistim had gone out without us realizing. With that extinguished flame came an odd renewed sense of hope, we had our reinforcements. Our spark ignited with fury as Vermilion Gate was soon taken back by defenders from not only Ta'Illistim but west of the ~~Dragon Spine~~ as well. Defenders from across Elanthia had heard of the demons attacking and had come to test their metal.		Hope is the light that casts away the darkness in our lives. In that hour, when the darkness of night stretched on endlessly, hope was but a dwindling spark. I had steeled myself and accepted my fate, Lorminstra would see me through the Ebon Gates. We fought on, when one of ours fell our lines along the archway began to shrink. We heard the warhorn again, this time much closer and no longer echoing off the pass. Sir, the warhorn was coming from behind us, from the west. The beacon from Ta'Illistim had gone out without us realizing. With that extinguished flame came an odd renewed sense of hope, we had our reinforcements. Our spark ignited with fury as Vermilion Gate was soon taken back by defenders from not only Ta'Illistim but west of the Dragonspine as well. Defenders from across Elanthia had heard of the demons attacking and had come to test their metal.

	Test it they did, demons continued to ravage the front lines. Floating black orbs covered in eyes, tossed defenders across the battlefield with inky tendrils, spitting some nightmare inducing venom. Large Humanoid snakes slithered across the field, their hair striking out at unsuspecting victims. Poison making faces quickly turn pale as their lungs ceased to provide oxygen. There in the center was that same demon that had slaughtered us so easily before, fire pouring off its skin. We attacked with ten fold the numbers. The orbs turned to pin cushions as arrows pierced every eye, hissing silenced as heads removed and spiked by sword and spear. As the sun broke the horizon, the burning flames were finally extinguished by holy magic, hope had returned to Ta'Vaalor.		Test it they did, demons continued to ravage the front lines. Floating black orbs covered in eyes, tossed defenders across the battlefield with inky tendrils, spitting some nightmare inducing venom. Large Humanoid snakes slithered across the field, their hair striking out at unsuspecting victims. Poison making faces quickly turn pale as their lungs ceased to provide oxygen. There in the center was that same demon that had slaughtered us so easily before, fire pouring off its skin. We attacked with ten fold the numbers. The orbs turned to pin cushions as arrows pierced every eye, hissing silenced as heads removed and spiked by sword and spear. As the sun broke the horizon, the burning flames were finally extinguished by holy magic, hope had returned to Ta'Vaalor.

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	His Majesty King Qalinor Vaalor the Sovereign Commander of the Crimson Legion, the Pride, Honor, and Glory of Ta'Vaalor cordially invites you to a Royal celebration. On Feastday, the fourth day of Charlatos, in the year 5117, His Majesty will open the festival ground surrounding the Festival of the Fallen Arena at eight o'clock in the evening as the elves tell time. An awards ceremony honoring those who fought in the recent war will be held around the bonfire on the inner walkway and will be followed by dinner and dancing in the adjacent pavilion.		His Majesty King Qalinor Vaalor the Sovereign Commander of the Crimson Legion, the Pride, Honor, and Glory of Ta'Vaalor cordially invites you to a Royal celebration. On Feastday, the fourth day of Charlatos, in the year 5117, His Majesty will open the festival ground surrounding the Festival of the Fallen Arena at eight o'clock in the evening as the elves tell time. An awards ceremony honoring those who fought in the recent war will be held around the bonfire on the inner walkway and will be followed by dinner and dancing in the adjacent pavilion.

			== See Also ==
			*[[Ties That Bind medal ceremony (log)]]

	[[Category:2017 Storylines]]		[[Category:2017 Storylines]]

ZHOUY1: Overall summary

2017-06-14T18:42:15Z

Overall summary

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			'''Ties That Bind''' was a storyline in the [[Elven Nations]] that took place over the first several months of 5117. The sorcerer known as Vindicto drove bands of orcs, then later demons, undead, and [[Ithzir]], against [[Ta'Vaalor]] and [[Ta'Illistim]]. As the elven defenders battled these invasions, they discovered that Vindicto had also been responsible for the corruption of Commander [[Tiope]] and, through her, the assassination of King [[Tyrnian]] several years prior. Vindicto was finally defeated in the northern woods of [[Old Ta'Faendryl]].
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	== 29th Lormesta, 5117 ==		== 29th Lormesta, 5117 ==

ZHOUY1: Collected some forum posts.

2017-06-13T06:12:51Z

Collected some forum posts.

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