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#1 Glyfi Ironbeard

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Posted 07 April 2019 - 02:40 AM

As Markus and Velente left the Drunken Snotlings, Thrang and Bel-Kabal were left alone. Deeply convinced that he should seek out the aid of the dwarfs in confronting the deamon, Thrang urged Bel-Kabal to hurry up his study of the second tome recovered from the ruins.

Bel-Kabal wasn't one to be rushed and assured his companion that they would leave as soon as he had determined what secrets this book held.

The elf spent the day translating the first few bits of the text. This book was more challenging to decipher as it wasn't a record of events. It was in fact a book that detailed the ancient rituals used by the Nekeharans who had built the ruins and sealed the deamon within.

The first ritual was one that would protect against the corrupting influences of the chaos energy within the ruins. It seemed that it only required the blood of a goat sacrificed with a bronze dagger and an incantation repeated for an hour. This, according to the text, would grant the target the ability to withstand all mutations and corrupting influences for a full week.



Thrang, who quickly lost all interest in the picture doodles within the book, spend his day pacing about the main room of the tavern. The innkeeper, von Klink, seemed to be slowly regaining his composure and had decided that the entire thing was simply a made up story by that man, Lars, who had been causing so much trouble.

Karl Tipper had also came to the same conclusion and had developed some of his old habits once more. At some point in the day he had approached Thrang again to see about returning to the ruins again. Thrang insisted on seeking out the aid of the dwarfs and the human had simply nodded acknowledgement and slunk off into a corner.

Sybille informed the pair that she would be leaving the area with the river boats following the upcoming festival. She gave Bel-Kabal a last word of warning to be very wary of the ruins and anything within them. She also urged for him to return to the Empire with her, but he resisted the urge.

As night settled in, the dwarf and elf settled in to rest once more at the Drunken Snotlings before setting off in the morning.





At dawn they set off for Grung Krudd and paid the ferryman the fee to cross the river. Bel-Kabal hadn't made much more progress, but the next ritual seemed to be one that would allow communication with the deamon within the ruins. He wasn't sure if he should continue translating or not so had simply set off with the dwarf as he thought over how deep he wanted to read into the ancient text.

A little after midday, the pair saw the ruined structure of a Bretonnian abbey rising up out of the red, swirling dust in front of them.

They were still a ways away from it and couldn't make out much in the heavy dust. They had time to either attempt to steer a course around it or approach it.

Edited by Glyfi Ironbeard, 07 April 2019 - 11:27 AM.


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Posted 07 April 2019 - 06:18 AM

Bel Kabal covering his eyes from the dusk, peered towards the Bretonnia abbey. He inspects his once fine clothes, caked and ruined by the dust, grumbling on how no amount of cleaning would even get the dirtiness out.

“Thrang, I think we need to head around. This abbey looks to be the centre of this dust storm, of which we are not making much headway into.”

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Posted 08 April 2019 - 08:14 PM

Thrang trudged along the gravely path lost in his thoughts, glaring furiously at the ground ahead of him. A daemon trapped like a snotling in a cage, for years, centuries, millenni...ums. Dark magic seeping into the sand, making the land itself sick...
The elf’s question dragged him back to the here and now. “What?” he asked, blinking into the red swirled distance.
“Could be anythin’ in there” he said, eyeing the crumbling fortification. “Bandits, greenskins, bugbears...”
He twitched his cloak. “I’d say we’re better off staying out the way.”
He nodded toward the shrubbery to the side of the path, which might make a screen from sight again the windows of the defences. Refilling his pipe he gave Bel Kabal a quizzical look. “Is it millennia or millenniums?”

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Posted 09 April 2019 - 03:53 PM

The two quickly moved off the path and to the east, away from the river, as the dwarf asked his question.

 

Not far away were a number of low hills that would hide their movement from anyone looking out of the abbey.  The swirling red dust would also help keep their presence hidden as well.  The only concern would be that the hills were about two dozen yards away from where the shrub line ended.  They would either have to attempt to move cautiously (to draw as little attention to themselves as possible), sprint for the hills, or come up with something else entirely.



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Posted 11 April 2019 - 07:31 PM

"I believe it is millennia...For years are a mere blink in the life of an elf." Bel Kabal starts fiddling with components in his pouch, distracted and seeking a solution to the open ground before the rolling hills and warily looking towards the abbey at the same time.  

"I might be able to work around the exposed ground myself, however not for you. How quick are you dwarves?" 

Seeing the smoke from Thrang's lit pipe waft into the air, a dark smudge against the red grit of the whirling sand. He urgently snaps at Thrang, "I suggest you put that out before it is seen." 



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Posted 11 April 2019 - 10:50 PM

“It helps me think” the dwarf answered with a dark look. He flicked the lid shut with his thumb and stowed it away in his tunic.
“Look, those rocks are just over a chain away; bandits don’t keep a good watch, an’ even if we’re spotted they won’t find us in the hills. Quick an’ quiet, right?”

Thrang had spent most of his career travelling, and considered himself far more fleet of foot than the lumbering fellows of his homelands.
“I took gold in the quartermile race a few years back; I’ll be a’hind that bluff in the blink of an elf!”
And he set off like a piston-engine across the dusty plain...

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Posted 12 April 2019 - 12:47 AM

As the elf watched his shorter legs pumped, the dwarf huffed across the expanse.  There was no gold at the end of this race, but the red dust gritted in his teeth.

 

As he crossed the threshold of the low hills he found a gully.  He turned to see if the elf was following.



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Posted 14 April 2019 - 06:10 AM

Watching the dwarfs quick legs carry him away, he looks to the abbey for any activity. Squinting his eyes against the red dust struggling to make out details.
He pulls out some odd components from his pouch, preparing to cast to spell. Forgetting his staff is lost in he deamon infested ruins, he lets out a heavy sigh as his hand moves though empty air at his belt.
He ponders for a moment, eyes intently watching the abbey.

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Posted 14 April 2019 - 10:05 PM

Thrang hefted himself over a rocky outcrop and crouched low, looking back across the plain. He breathed heavily and squinted to see what the elf was up to.
“Daft bugger’s gonna use magic” he grumbled into his beard. “If there’s a wizard in that ruin he’ll bloody know...”

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Posted 16 April 2019 - 04:10 PM

Using the keen sight of his race, Bel-Kabal scanned the abbey through the haze.  He saw carts of building supplies and the broken roof and tower of the building.  What he didn't see were signs of people or danger of any kind.

 

A few yards away, the dwarf watched him and grumbled.  That is until the arrow plodded into the dirt beside his face.

 

Turning around quickly, Thrang heard the unmistakable cry of a greenskin.  It was then answered as a second arrow came speeding out of the rocky hills and flew over his head to land in the field behind him.



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Posted 16 April 2019 - 10:46 PM

“Oh Thrund!” he growled, and threw himself back over the rock to cover himself from the missiles.
Hunkering low, he slid his hammer from its straps and tried to survey the area for enemies.

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Posted 18 April 2019 - 06:59 PM

Hearing the cries of Greenskins, Kabal sighs to himself and sarcastically mutters "Very subtle Thrang, you could not have done better than that."

 

Knowing his raven form would be of no use here, he pauses then sprints over to the rock, zigzagging to avoid any missile fire. "How many?" he asks as he points in the direction where he heard the war cries. Gasping for breath from the exertion, he starts fumbling inside his bag for more spell components. 

 



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Posted 18 April 2019 - 08:09 PM

Theee more shots fly through the air to land around the dwarf as the elf hurries over. Peering around the rock, the dwarf manages to spy a single goblin but in the dust can see no more. The goblin seems to be about 20 yards away behind some more rocks on the far side of the gulley.

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Posted 20 April 2019 - 09:29 AM

“Can’t tell, but not many” the dwarf answered. “Yet.” he added.
He slid back behind the rock and thought about what to do next. He had no crossbow to return fire, and no shield to cover a direct assault, especially when he didn’t know their exact positions. If he stayed behind the rock eventually the greenskins would creep forward and he could wallop them with his hammer, but this also meant they could bring reinforcements and overwhelm him.
He looked at Bel-Kabal for a moment, and wondered how old he really was.

Then a trick taught to him by one of the clan’s rangers dredged up in his memory. He selected a fist sized rock from the ground around him, shouted “Charge!” and threw the rock up in a lazy arc towards where he had seen the goblin.
Of course, Thrang himself didn’t charge, but watched for how many excitable goblin archers shot at the rock and where they were positioned.

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Posted 20 April 2019 - 03:44 PM

The trick worked...

Four goblins with little bows stood up and let fly at the rock before they even registered what they were shooting at and two more, with little crude daggers, also stood up for a better view. Thrang almost chuckled at the comical sight of the goblins acting so thick.

That is until he realized he had also caused three wolf riding goblins to spring forth from where they had been hiding to ambush the pair. Bounding from behind a rocky outcropping to the south, the wolves leapt forth and began to speed the 60 or so yards towards the dwarf and elf.

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Posted 20 April 2019 - 06:16 PM

Kabal groans, "For the love of Hoeth" as he draws his Ithilmar sword, blade shining brightly out against the red background. 

Preparing a spell, he turns to Thrang, "Get these riders first, the archers can't hit us from behind here."



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Posted 21 April 2019 - 11:32 AM

Thrang nodded and bellowed a challenge to the wolf riders as they chased towards them. He stood with his hammer in hands and his back to the rock, just as a dwarf should be.
“Come on then, ya ruddy grobi!”

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Posted 21 April 2019 - 08:59 PM

Kabal backs up to the rock with Thrang. His brows furrowed in concentration as he attempts to bind the winds of magic to his will. Eyes glowing faintly blue, sweat beginning to drop down his face. He mutters in anticipation, “Just a bit closer..” as he struggles to contain the magic without his staff.

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Posted 23 April 2019 - 12:51 PM

The first few minutes of the impending melee were sown with confusion. The goblin’s with swords stood rooted to the spot as they tried to figure out why they were trying to charge a rock before turning to crackle with glee at the charging wolf riders. The archers had notched another arrow but blinked about for another target to shoot at. The elf and dwarf were hidden behind he rocks, which had bought them time to prepare themselves to meet the charging wolf riders.

Finally, the goblin archers moved out from behind their rocks to get a better position to shoot from as the goblin swordsmen climbed up on the rocks for a better view of the battle.

As the lead wolf rider drew close to the pair’s position, the elf unleashed exactly what the dwarf had been dreading. With a word of command, power burned from within the elf and a radiant light shown forth from his stern and angry face.

With a squeal of fright, the goblin on the lead wolf slumped over and slid from the wolf’s back. Only the ceudely tied ropes that the greenskins used as a harness kept the goblin from falling off and he dangled lifelessly from the wolf’s back as it sped on unheeding of its rider’s plight.

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Posted 23 April 2019 - 12:59 PM

This last bound brought the riders and wolves into melee range as they charged into the pair’s position.

With his natural elven agility, Bel-Kabal leapt away from the wolf with the dead goblin and out of range. The dwarf, wasting no time, leapt forward and smashed the beast’s skull in two with his hammer before dodging out and away from the second wolf’s attack. The third wolf and rider were more fortunate in their attacks though.

Each slashed at the dwarf as he scrambled around the rock causing him to lose his balance and fall over. Still, he was unijured as the two wolf riders turned to continue the fight.




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