Glacier wrote:- Redcliffe|City Street -
The armored dwarf turned around and eyed the mage. He looked like most dwarves, short, badly tempered, armed to the teeth. He held himself with an air of royality though, and his dark beard was trimmed short. "Hmm, what do we have here?" he rhetorically asked. "A High Elf... Hmm. That might work."
The human just shock his head and waved the thing off. "I'll see ya around then."
"Well meet, Zasalim of the Quel'Ehlen. I am Thorin Ashensheild, leader of the Sons of Thunder. Yes, you might be able to help me," he looked at the elf for a moment before continuing on. "I am looking for some help to gain land for the surface dwarves. My people are outcasts up here, worst of all, they have no purpose other than fighting and wandering until we die up here. I want something more for them. A home." The dwarf pulled out a map that showed the Frostback Mountains. the detail was pretty good, but out of the mountain chain, there arose a single lonely peak. "Legend has it that there was a thaig located close to the surface here," he continued indicating towards the mountain. "The problem we have though is that the gates are sealed and the only one with the key is the dwarven King of Ozammar. I, nor any of my brethren can return to claim it, but you on the other hand, might. do this for me, help me claim this city for the surface dwarves, and you will be rewarded." Valmyria Windstrider
- Redcliffe Castle
The commander's starting contest with the Bann ended with the elf entering into the play. She muttered a curse under her breath and sat back to listen. She should have expected that the Queen would send an emissary to seek further aid in this problem between the two now distinct and different races. It was a sticky mess to have two groups going after each other like this.
The Arl let out a sigh and brushed a hand through his hair. "Gentlemen, I believe this is a indication that this meeting is over for toda-"
"Over!" interrupted Bann Arlind, "Damn the Maker Drail. You cannot expec-"
"ENOUGH!" shouted the Arl back at the Bann. "I have had it with you. You will show some silence, and some god damn respect or I can show you the bottom of the lake!"
Finally, Arlind sat back in his chair, his ears and face burning with anger, but silent for the moment.
The Arl took a deep breath and turned to the Elven Mage. "Forgive me, Lady Oakheart. Tempers have been running wild as of late under stress." He turned to the rest of the council, and dismissed them. "We'll meet again tomorrow. Lady Oakheart, we can meet in the Great Hall in an hour to further discuss your... objective here. I have other tasks that need to be accomplished." Arl Hailstorm bowed to his guests and exited through the door Airi had just entered through. The two guards followed him out as well as an assistant that immediately began pulling papers out and discussing something with him as they left. The other nobles around the tabel got up and began discussing amongst themselves, and General brewed over the map.
Val was quick to stand up and grab the darkspawn hunter by the shoulder and dragged him away from the table, over to the garden edge that over looked the great lake. "Something is wrong here, and something big is going to happen"
she hissed quietly. "Tell me what you found, and then go find out what you can"
Scrambles wrote:Denerim Estate
The Knight-Captain was about to open his mouth when he heard a bell chime.
DENERIM GROUP: PREPARE TRANSITIONS.
The Teryn stood and cleared his voice. "Gentlemen, I believe it is time to turn in for the night, in the morrow, you will go to Redcliffe and complete this mission." He raised his goblet in a toast. "For Fereldin, For Victory and Honor!"
"For our lives!" came the chorus of his men.
The Teryn chuckled. "Tomorrow," he continued. "You will be traveling to Redcliffe in a very special manner. We do not have the time for horses, instead, we are going to be using a magical gateway that has been prepared here and its sister gate on the opposite side inside of the Redcliffe Castle. Till tomorrow, may you all rest well."