Tuesday, April 21, 2009

"The Ellsmerana Crusade" - excerpt from the journal of Geldiron, Honor Guard

The outsiders were with us for several days. The people of Acreth obviously disagreed, that is probably what got them thinking about breaking away. Rayneyalt was a fool to think that the king would be disposed of so easily. Im glad the outsiders killed him when they could. I am still ashamed that i was unable to defend him though.... It most likely worked out for the better however. We now live prosperously under Godirref's rule. The war was very short, but still more horrifying than any other war i have fought in my lifetime. The magic that Telfrinor wielded (i later learned that he was Tesrinoth himself) was more foul than anything I have ever seen. Soldiers that feel no pain? How does a man agree to that? And the side effects they had to suffer through to get such a "blessing" more like a damned curse. Their eyes looked so empty... as if they had given up their sanity, their ability for emotion, their very soul! Yet another thing i have to thank the outsiders for... bringing these horrors to light. The horrors that were happening within our very walls. I will remember that night forever. We were returning from burning that damned fanatics camp when we saw the smoke. We hurried to Ibellona as fast as we could and took the waygate to the capital. The king spoke to the "Storm-Crows" about trying to break into the capital building of Acreth and trying to find a way to stop the madness of Telfrinor. He ordered us to go with him so we could attempt to hold of the seige and buy the Storm-Crows some time. The battle was long and difficult, we lost many great men that night. But when we saw the explosion from the capital, we knew that the Storm-Crows had succeeded. We ran as fast as we could to the building, just in time to catch them as they were leaving the building. Celebration of the end of the war was not as expected however. It began very grave and everyone was full of sorrow. For we had been repelling demons for years, only to find that it was a fucking traitor from within our walls who was summoning them! After the first day the mood seemed to lighten up however. The city began going back to the way it used to be. After the third day the outsiders told us that they needed to leave. That there were things on their world that needed to be tended to. The kings son performed the ritual to transport them to "where they were needed most" (I never have trusted him, he's always been very strange) I hope they have been brought home safely. The king says that within the next few months we will begin contacting the people of the lower world again. Perhaps we will one day be able to repay the Storm-crows for saving our nation. I hope I will be able to fight by their side once more!

4 comments:

  1. OH SHIT, we left the device locked up in one of the rooms, in the barracks where we integrated and executed the son of the evil baron.

    Those proto-elves are so fucked.

    I can see it now, "We found a room used by the Storm-Crows, that was left locked for several days. A smith was fetched to get this door open, because these strangers might have left something important that they may wish to retrieve later. The smith is having a hard time getting the door open almost as through it was blocked by something... No, he knocked the lock. We can hear some sort of whirling sound in the lightless room.

    ELLSMERANA DAMN IT!, the smith was pulled into the room, and un-natural screams are coming through the door, Ill go in and save him...

    WHAT IS THAT?!?! ITS GOING FOR MY FACE, OH @(#!%

    *Blood stains the rest of the journal of this Honor Guard*"

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  2. "Perhaps we will one day be able to repay the Storm-crows for saving our nation. I hope I will be able to fight by their side once more!"

    This guy is clearly out of his mind. He wants us BACK? XD

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  3. I look at that adventure kind of like the Dirty Dozen movie. The Elfadrins were clearly trying to keep their proper society proper (despite hell-raising traitors in their midst), and here comes some of the most unrefined people with weapons on their backs to clean up their back yard. As sans-suave as the Storm Crows were, they were highly effective at striking their infernal rebellion down. We may not be invited for photo-ops at council meetings, but our reputation as a fighting group is cemented in their culture. Hey, Tim'll take it.

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