<div dir="ltr"><div>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.</div>
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<div>"He is totally naked, with numerous Wind runes in blue dye over his body." Dr. Manhattan???? :P<br><br></div>
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<div class="gmail_quote">On Mon, Oct 13, 2008 at 11:35 PM, Lev Lafayette <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:lev@mimesisrpg.com">lev@mimesisrpg.com</a>></span> wrote:<br>
<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid">Scene 72: The Iron Ring<br><br>Acting as protectors to the Orlanthi refugees and keeping the Telmori<br>leashed in order to maintain the peace, the Fellowship takes a leading<br>
role in the journey to the Auroch Hills, where the last rebels have<br>holed up. Miryanth The Purple explains that this location is where the<br>Last Free King, Broyan, has set himself against the Lunar Forces.<br>Although but a few day's journey, it is ardorous through the thick snow<br>
and incredibly still air.<br><br>Eventually however the party arrives at the campsite. It is small by the<br>standards seen by the Fellowship in the past. Barely several hundred<br>warriors, if that, and probably only a third of those truly capable. The<br>
rest are barely men, brave but impetuous, full of youthful energy and<br>ideas of rebellion - or they are old, slow of sinew, but relishing the<br>opportunity for one good fight before they join the ranks of their dead<br>
god.<br><br>Miryanth strides with direction, straight to the tents of his King,<br>bringing the Fellowship with him, along with the leashed Telmori and the<br>Storm Bull (who, finally revealed his name as Alyrard). Upon witnessing<br>
the group, King Broyan, dressed in helm and chain hauberk and with sword<br>and shield by his side, rises to converse with Miryanth who explains<br>that this group are most seasoned adventurers, many of them from the far<br>
west and even beyond and that they come with a recommendation from<br>Nauticles in Esrolia. They seek to journey to the East, and are unable<br>to do as Orlanth is bound in death. With their assistance, we may win<br>this battle, the Purple Sage explains - but they will only do so with<br>
the promise that a revived Orlanth provides great winds to aid their<br>journey.<br><br>"They seek...", says Miryanth with a pause, "Many strange things that I<br>have gleaned from conversation. The shamaness claims that she is weirded<br>
to remove the stain of Chaos from the Telmori - and strangely so she<br>does have a certain sway with said beings". Hiding his shame with a<br>cough, "She managed to convince the Telmori to join the rebellion at the<br>
Wild Temple. Those present are representatives of their people."<br><br>"The disparate group claim that they are seeking the weapons of Talor's<br>Companions to defeat an evil called The Kingdom of War which threatens<br>
their borders. They have one of these weapons; the axe borne by the<br>shaman. The others are to the east and north. One of their number claims<br>to the new crowned king of Seshnela, and I have found no reason to<br>disbelieve him yet."<br>
<br>"The Storm Bull, Alyrard, confirms that some indeed fought against a<br>Lunar patrol which ambushed his clan - but demands the right to execute<br>the Telmori as Chaotic prisoners."<br><br>Broyan spends a moment deep in thought. "So... the Telmori no longer to<br>
wish to howl at the moon in friendship? That is indeed good news. We may<br>not be friends yet, but for the time being we may not be enemies.<br>Alyrard, you did well to capture such a large number of werewolves, and<br>seemingly single-handedly. Our numbers are few however and rather than<br>
immediate execution, perhaps some indentured labour would be more<br>appropriate first. You also acted wisely bringing them to me before<br>slaughtering them; for if what the foreigner says is true, you may have,<br>in your own way, destroyed Chaos in greater numbers than you can<br>
imagine.... Go join your clan and prepare for the upcoming battle.<br>Prepare for the Hurricane."<br><br>With the departure of the Storm Bull the King becomes visibly more<br>relaxed. First he bows to King Azhur, as one king to another. He<br>
inquires to each member of the Fellowship what their story is, and how<br>they came to be so far from home, and what the revival of the dead god<br>Orlanth could do for them. And he introduces the members of the<br>Fellowship to the Iron Ring itself. "When in battle", the King remarks,<br>
each member of the Ring has been allocated a force. You foreigners may<br>choose who you wish to attach yourself with."<br><br>"The assault is led by spear and sword, on the left and right wings, by<br>Dernu and Gernu on the left and Elalanditi Wild Wind." You cannot help<br>
be surprised by Dernu, a large spotted cat with long sharp ears, who<br>does the talking for his silent human partner. Elmalandtri on the other<br>hand is somewhat shocking in his own right. Despite the cold, he is<br>totally naked, with numerous Wind runes in blue dye over his body. His<br>
dark hair and beard are wild and unkempt.<br><br>"Our missile force is led by Gyffur Ulfsonn, they will take the centre<br>front." Gyffur is a grim man which speaks with a voice that has seen too<br>much already. There is more than a slightly crazed look in his eye.<br>
<br>"The central force is myself and Orlastor Spearlord." Orlastor is a<br>middle-aged man, balding, fat but one who gives the appearance of a<br>professional soldier, albeit long retired."<br><br>"And Miryanth.. you can bring up the rear and organise support for this<br>
battle."<br><br>Miryanth seems concerned; "Where is Queen Kallyr Starbow, leader of the<br>rebellion?"<br><br>The King shook his head sadly. "Missing. Not seen for many days."<br><br>After the introductions are complete, the King gathers some wild, naked,<br>
priestesses with him. They sacrifice a sacred Auroch Bull upon a stone<br>altar and begin a chant, and just like the battle with the Lunars a<br>ghostly apparition appears. For a moment it hovers above the campsite<br>and then, with incredible speed, it rushes northwards. The chanting<br>
continues, and shows no sign of stopping.<br><br>Once again Jareena recognises the magic. "They are serious about this.<br>That bull was not so much a sacrifice to their Gods, but laying a scent<br>trial for their enemy."<br>
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