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The Dragon Storm Campaign / The Words Of Kharaz, Voice Of The Eternal Flame
« on: December 10, 2007, 09:36:31 pm »
Many had gathered at the Stormcrest Crossroads on that fateful day of Sunra, the Eighth Day of Novlar, Fourteen Hundred and Twenty-Five. Veteran heroes who had already left their mark on great events and aspiring heroes newly putting their shoulders to turn the wheel of worldly affairs, each with their own motives for being there. But they were all there for the same reason, to hear the words of Kharaz, Voice of the Eternal Flame, Servant of Fisterion, King of Dragons.

[INDENT]"It is well that so many allies have come at my call. Time is of the essence and we have little of it. You stand here, either representing those who fleshed out an alliance with my lord, or simply because you are curious. The Storm that was foretold is gaining in strength and ferocity. Sides are offered and being chosen by those who cannot remain neutral. For in fact, none will remain untouched by it. My lord offers you information and calls upon your aid in weathering this avalanche.

"Things are in motion right now, on the ice wastes of the Barbarian Isles. A group has sent its emissaries there based on information passed to them here. I wager that even some of you, here, may have a fault in that.

"My lord has no quarrel with you, Rofirenite. He has not waged war against the Gold for many generations. Has he not held true to the alliance? Is there not peace with him?

"That is indeed what they have come to do. One way or another they will bring Knad'radoniad into their fold. One way or another. We do not know who. Right now we need to act based on what we know. Fact is that many have joined their faction. More than should be possible.

"Some of them stand out due to their tattoos. A green dragon's head, often found on neck or shoulder. As I said. The tattoo depicts the head of a Green Dragon. It has also minor magical properties.

"Where did you sight them? On Dregar?

"Its magic fades upon the death of the bearer. We know not their exact properties.

"I have passed you vital information already. Perhaps not to all, but I have confirmed what those who may know some things, already fear.

"Who spoke of poison? Who? Step forward. Speak your mind, goblin."
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Perhaps the least likely of those gathered, a single wretched goblin, provided the details of how the dragons were being captured, shot with great ballista bearing poisoned spears, poison that would sap the dragon's magics, perhaps, perhaps made from a Bloodpool...

[INDENT]"It would explain much.

"I am afraid we have not much time. The Hunters are converging on their prey as we speak. If they have the means and reach their goal before they are stopped, they will have gained an ally more powerful than you can imagine. Knad'radoniad is old.

"My exact proposal, elf. I know not their numbers, but they travel high over the skies, so they cannot be many.

"Fisterion honours the treaty. He offers information in a time of the uppermost need.  

"Knad'radoniad is the ancient White also known as Snowtooth. He rules the Whitefall Kingdom on Bastil. Knad'radoniad may not welcome a force such as this one. However, sand trickles through the hourglass as we speak here.

"Slay them. How you accomplish it, is not my concern.

"I do not believe they will 'meet'. They will come and offer their terms. One way or another, the outcome will likely be the same.

"They are coming from the east. A drake is following them. If you hurry and with a fast ship you can make it there in time. They will not be able to make the trip in one stretch. Humans are not fit for flight.

"My Lord offers you a chance.  Step away now and you will never get another.

"On Bastil is my best guess.

"I have spoken as my lord commanded. The rest is for heroes to act upon. He offers a chance, my lady. A chance for the future. Whether you grasp it or not, is your decision.

"The isle is far from here.

"My Lord has been true to the treaty, has he not? Perhaps with some good will shown today, the future looks brighter for all. The choice is yours. Always. But with it comes a warning of what is to come."
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The words were heard by many, and no doubt repeated often, in part or in whole, either in guarded tones or, perhaps, as part of a fantastic tale that few might believe.
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The Dragon Storm Campaign / A Little Girl And Her Ring
« on: November 09, 2007, 08:14:20 pm »
In the Leringard Arms, amidst the general carousing, a group of three dwarves, an elf, and two humans, although those who are sharp of eye may have thought that one of the humans was possibly half elven, sit at a table. Although they started off solemnly enough, and seemed quite concerned about their hostess, Lily, as the evening wore on, at least some of their number, and particularly the dwarves, became in better spirits, especially after a few restorative ales were passed around.

When asked about their revelry, they tell a bizarre tale of how they were all inflicted mortal wounds by this little girl, well, all except one anyway. They had retrieved her ring from deep under the Broken Halls, from a wyrm no less, but were reluctant to give it to her because of her sinister and menacing, and some would even say threatening behaviour. A fracas ensued, but before the little girl was able to take the ring, one of the dwarves cleft the ring in two.

"To Bart the Ring Cleaver!" the toast goes up, and some, who have already had a bit too much to drink, take to opportunity to drink some more.

The little girl had taken the two pieces of the ring, but in an act of compassion, or contrition, or perhaps out of ego, had restored one of the fallen, and given her name.

"Dra'kt, she called herself. But also Samantha, and even Daisy."


[SIZE=10]// To the participants of "Rats, Ruins, Wyrms and the Like", if I've misrepresented the deportment of your character in any way, please let me know, and I will change it. //[/SIZE]
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