Nentir vale

The *EXPUNGED* of the cards

Following the threads of fate that bound their hands, our unlikely heroes made their way to Winterhaven. A border town built like a stronghold. There, eager to ply their special brand of problem solving, they came under the employ of the local Lord, and one Ser Oakley. Fearing the strange, chaotic powers of the card, the party journeyed to the lair of a brass dragon, and asked if she would safeguard it for them. The avaricious drake agreed to guard it jealously, but only if the Party would gift a magic relic for its return.

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The hunt is on!

The party has captured and have been entrusted with safeguarding a mysterious card depicting a gem and emanating chaotic magics of unseen potency. What would they do with it?

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Roast of a Fallen

That night as perpetration were being finished for the following mornings unrest, The group gathered together. Among the stars they all sat in a circle around a fire.
Everyone was tired, battered and bruised, some where in bits and some where excited due to new shoes, but everyone was there. Qin, Alexander, Narr, Yump and Crash.
“Crash, why during the all the preparations and planning did you call us out!”
“Two reasons: 1. We will give our fallen comrade a proper goodbye 2. One of our biggest battles together will take place tomorrow, one night of peace in all this chaos will do us some good, am I wrong?”
“He is right….” mumbled Narr, looking at his slippers, his mood had settled somewhat since the discovery of his magic boots. “Suppose we would each want a proper send off, it’s only fair we give on to _______”
Everyone stood, they all looked grim but proud.
Each one raised they’re choice of weapon in they’re right hand, pointing into the circle.
“He fought well!”Alexander spoke
“Fought violently”Yump agreed
“His Draconic was poor, got the job done” smirked Crash
“Excellent meat shield” Narr looked off into the distance, remembering the fights they had.
“He will be missed, tomorrow we purge those who took him!”Qin finished off.

Each person sat and drank for the next few hours, exchanging funny anecdotes, telling old story’s. The euphoria of the party lifted and everyone was closer…Hopefully the battle would not call for this again.

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Pursued by Iron Hounds.

The Hounds barked and growled in their metallic voices, trying to intimidate our majestic heroes. Crash and Yump were up, to destroy the fiends who had killed their ally. Crash in his courageous and handsome form shot off two arrows, landing both and killing the foul fiend, Yump also landed a blow to a closer fiend, though it was not as nearly as noticeable as Crashes, in fairness, none of what the party members could do was as noticeable as Crash. Not that he was egotistical at all!

Narr thought devious thoughts of killing the farmer and his son Brian. Narr thought any parent who called his son Brian should be killed on the spot, his eyes stared at the father as if he was a meal. Alexander saw this and caught Narr’s gaze, Narr knew Alexander would not let Narr kill the family. Narr focused on the metal hounds. Until! Dun! Dun! Duuuuuuuunnnnnn!!!!!!(can you feel the drama yet?!?!)

A huge, giant, enormous, colossal, ‘insert other adjective here’ Rage Drake with Sturmik leaps out from around the bend of the road.

“Where the hell did he come from!” – shouts the group almost as one. No one knew, all around were almost flat lands with barely three foot high stone walls. I mean this Rage Drake towered over Crash who was six foot tall. How the hell did no one see this thing coming at them.

Anyway, back to the story: The Drake took one claw swipe at Narr, thus rendering him as useless as he was most of the time. Qin attacked using his wood, jerked his long staff at the Rage Drake, having little effect on the it, but an unforgettable feeling for Qin. Crash whistled and walked round to one side of the cart because he totally did not miss firing two arrows at the Drake, all this whilst Yump and Alexander heroically and valiantly used their weapons upon the defenders.

Alexander, smashing one in the skull so hard it split in two, yet this gash held on to his sword. Alexander now tried to, fumbling, grab for his sword as the hound kept falling. DUE TO THE WEIGHT OF A MASSIVE SWORD IN ITS FACE!
Yump swung with his axe so hard at another defender that it just died, at this moment though, the Drake snapped it’s huge jaw at Yump, causing him to go down on Narr, falling and landing on him.

Amidst this interaction Crash had notched another two arrows and fired, this time causing the Drake so much damage it backed off for a few seconds allowing time for Alexander to heal Narr, though this was in vain as Narr was hit by the beast a second time, this once again hurting him in such a way that he went down on Yump.
Qin once again whipped his wood back and forth until he threw his seeds at the Drake, which once again did no damage, until Alexander finally managed to lunge for his sword and pull it out of the defender in such a motion that it ripped out of the skull, and due to the weight and the laws of physics the sword went straight back and plunged into the drake, finally killing the beast!
“Totally meant to do that” he said as he posed heroically at the beast.

“Let me go without harm or I will hurt your companion!” said Stomach, no one noticed the idiot until he had spoken those words.
“Call off your hounds….dog!” Said Alexander with a smile on his dial, Crash pulling an arrow fully back in front of the idiot, knowing he could see this.
Stomach spoke words in a foreign dialect that no one understood, the beast growled and backed off.
" Now let me go and I wont hurt your ally! " spoke the twat.
“Let our ally go and ‘I’ wont hurt you” said Alexander, Yump who had now recovered was grinning and discretely pulling out a hand axe.
“Oh..ok…” the idiot dropped Narr who for the billionth time now, fell onto the ground, Yump threw a hand axe at the running dumb ass, hitting his thigh, causing him to slow slightly, Crash shot two arrows though at this sudden moment he forgot how to use a bow and dropped everything at once.

The group traveled for hours on the farmers cart, very little words were exchanged between anyone. People were just getting over the fact that on of their party was now dead, everyone asking themselves the same thing “could I have helped?!”…all except two, one being Narr. Due to his mind he thought over the death and then moved on, which in turn may have been better than what others were doing, letting the death eat at them. Crash being the second knew, Rai was a tormented soul and needed to be at peace, now He finally was.

The cart wobbled and the wood of it creaked. How it was holding the whole group was a mystery. The road seemed endless until a spot on the horizon refused to become yet another tree and instead approached, a halfling female, the one they had talked to at Albridge. Narr, being the one looking everywhere was the first to spot the traveler, he looked to Crash. Crash at this moment was recalling his past, when he was part of an army, the men he watched die as he saw Narr’s grin. Luckily Crash saw the traveler and did not construed his grin to mean something else.

“Guy’s” murmured Crash, they all looked at him as he looked at the rider. Following the line of sight they all slowly understood what he was talking about.
Alexander jumped off the cart and landed on the ground with a thud. He slowly rose from his crouched position from when he landed and advanced towards the halfling.

Greetings were exchanged and Alexander started off with his questions, as Qin and Yump were behind him, Narr and Crash remaining in the cart.
“Tell us, do you bring news from Dar Gremath” Alexander asked the Halfling.
“Yes, we are getting ready to attack at next dawn” the halfling spoke as she made eye contact with every single party member, noticing one member with bouncing heads at the side of him, she made a mental note to not avoid at all cost’s.
“That is very close, we should head back to the village ASAP, I feel we would be better on horse back rather than cart though.”
“You’re right, one may ride with me, you can ‘borrow’ that simpletons horses, that should be enough for two on each”
“Hah!” Qin smirked as he walked forward, turning into horse from human in front of the group’s eye’s. They all looked horrified as his armor and weapons and his shaft turn and merged into places they did not know a horse owned.
“Now, even I am horrified by that” Narr whispered as he covered the severed head’s eye’s.
“Who rides with me?” Seranna asked as her voice broke from high to normal as she tried to adjust herself after what just happened.
Everyone looked at each other, Narr looking deeply into one of the heads eyes, he started humming as he recalled how he had earned this one. “Suppose I shall” said Crash as he approached the horse, he leaped on in a single bound “Well?!” He asked looking as bad ass as possible. Alexander took a horse from the cart and leaped on, his armor making sweet music as he clambered on, he then held an arm to Yump, swinging him on. Narr rode the other horse backwards.

Alexander and Yump talked over what had happened,
“You went down far too easy my bearded friend”
“I realised, though, I was useful!” – Yump almost snapped, the only pain he was in was his bruised ego.
“You were indeed, as always” Alexander grinned,
A bromance had started to form and was getting stronger with every encounter.

Narr was starting to become tired and in doing so he put the heads away, the more tired he was, the closer to his sanity he became. Starring off into the distance, thinking about the group he joined, who would be next to die. He nearly died today, it was too close of a call, worse things could have happened he supposed, he could be a bard!.
He looked back at Alexander and nodded, it was because of that paladin that he was still alive, Alexander nodded back.
Qin raced on ahead, jumping and leaping about, it had been far too long since he changed form and he would enjoy it while it lasted.
Crash and the halfling were talking, passing the time as awkwardly as possible.
“There were more of you…?” asked the halfling not thinking.
“Yeah….”Crash whispered, his face slumped and lost colour. “There were, he is a major reason as to why over 50% of this party is alive. Him and that paladin over there”
“Oh…I’m sorry…I didn’t mean…”
“Love, that’s alright, you had no prior knowledge” Crash smiled to reassure her “How are the preparations going? Do you think the town is ready for this?”
“No.” simply put, this stumped Crash.
“We’ll help”
“I bloody well hope so !” They both packed out laughing at this, taking the attention from the whole group.

Finally reaching Albridge, they dismounted. Crash stood next to Seranna, almost double her height, it was an interesting sight to behold as Alexander, Yump and Narr though, Qin still doing his horse shenanigans.
“Alright, I feel we should speak to the leader as well as the troops, get the moral of this place, because were not going to win by skill, or HAVING ONe OF THE ENEMIES LEADERS!”

Crash went to the ranged fighters, he talked strategy and helped those who were nervous. Yump looked at the bridges and ruined buildings, to see if his stone skills were of use. Plans were being formed in his head that might just give them a fighting chance.

Alexander spoke to the leader, Dar Gremath, discussing the whole plan, finding out if any allies such as elves or other towns could have been contacted at that very moment. Qin flew off to a well known druid, changing in front of a few people and demoralising them at the same time.
Narr put on a pair of slippers he had stolen from Nazin’s chest, they felt oddly sticky….No! It can’t be he thought, he lept for the nearest wall. Eyes clenched closed he waited until he fell, but He didn’t!
Eyes open, he stared at the ceiling, “Fracking yeah!” he ran around the room …like some…like some sort of spider man. Sticking to everything, he lept to the roof and stuck. Alexander walked in and froze at the sight of Narr Fiddles upside down, sticking to the ceiling, with the heads dangling down and his possessions littered all over the ground.
“I swear you get stranger by the second” Alexander shook his head and walked out.

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