Game Thread The Rebellion

dragonfire · #1 09-30-2009, 09:59 AM

Alamire once a land torn apart by hate and distrust, now it is a land rulled by one, the Orc's. Having become united under one flag themselves the orc tribes were able to overrun and conquer Alamire. Now with nearly all of its people either dead or enslaved, the severed heads of the once rulers of the three nations on display for all Orcs to see. Among all the destruction and chaos that now engulfs the land, there are those that have been able to maintain there freedom and now fight for it against the Orcish invaders. They have set up small hidden camps and strong holds all over the land moving about in secret, fighting the orcs and freeing the enslaved people. One day a group of messengers arriave at the rebal base that you have made your new home, they tell you that you must come with them and you do. After a short time of travel you are met up with several other that appear to have been summened. Before you know what has happened you find yourself bound, your hands tied and a sack over your head blinding you to everything around. We are sorry but this is for the protection of those we serve, you will understand shortly. One man says to you as you can feel yourself being lead to and placed in a cart that was at the location were you met the other. Do not speak, remain silent till you are told other wise After what seems ike many hours of trave the cart comes to a stop and you are helped out. After a short time of walking you can feel the heat of the sun is no longer on you and the path is hard to walk on without use of your sight. Finally you find yourself walking on a smooth hard surface. Your escorts bring you to a stop, your hands are unbound and the sacks removed from your heads, the light blinds you for but a moment, then you see the crowned heirs of the royal families all sitting side by side, Welcome, we are sorry for the means in which you were brought here, we are sure you have many question for us so do feel free to speak.

Mindblade · #2 09-30-2009, 04:52 PM

Erulasse steps lightly forward. As she looks up an expression of surprise passes across her face for a moment and then she immediately strides forward and kneels to her King and Queen. "Amin naa lle nai, metayalda." (I am your servant, your majesties.)

Amadar · #3 09-30-2009, 05:23 PM

Firavel glares at each one there, especially the non-elves. For one such as him to be treated that way was completely unthinkable. "My question is why would anyone be foolish enough to help you after what you have just done without even extending the courtesy of asking." He looks over at Erulasse purposefully after that last statement.

The expression of disdain never leaves his face as he continues. "Now tell me immediately why it is you have forced us here or I shall leave. Should you attempt to stop me you will then be no better that the orcs who lord over us." His hands reflexively search for his weapons to make sure they as well were not taken from him.

Adorios · #4 10-01-2009, 12:34 AM

Craetor stood silently for a moment as if debating with himself. Finally, the cleric tucked something underneath his armor where it would no longer be visible - for those who had been paying attention before hand it looked like a crescent. That done he went before the dwarven King Ironheart and bowed. He spoke in a deep brogue that rumbled out of his chest, although despite his bow he sounded if anything sarcastic. "Gre't King Danthur, surely it do be my 'onor to be 'ere. I will only ask 'ow I mae be o greatest service aginst t'em foul greenies so as to be out o' yer magnificent presence th' sooner."

He then straightened from his bow and looked blandly at the dwarven king. Or it might possibly be that his eyes flitted over to where the elven monarchs sat like beautiful sculptures on their thrones, so unlike his own lump of a monarch unelegantly plopped in his chair.

dragonfire · #5 10-01-2009, 02:27 AM

Lady Anare speaks up. We do appoligize for the means in which you were brought her, our generalls thought it would be best if the number of people that new the way to this stronghold was left to the exterme minimum. Even in this time of war and with the rebellion we still have crinimals that roam free and make use of the chaos, it was ment for anyone that saw you to think that it was a prisoner escort so not to arouse suspicion. As you know the Orcs seek use out believing that our deaths would bring about the end of the revolution. Lady Darmilia speaks out next. Im am glad you see my late father in me, im sure it would bring him joy. The leaders of the different camps each of you have been living in have told us that they find you to be very trustfull as well as skilled, so we have a mission that requires the use of a small group. We would like you all to carry out this mission

OOCKing Dunthar is dead, its his daughter that now rules in his place.

L0stTh0ught · #6 10-01-2009, 04:23 AM

Hiroki, who had been quiet the entire time since the sack had been placed upon his head. Finally, straightened himself from his bowed position in front of the assembled royalty, and spoke, "I swear that I shall redeem the honor of my ancestors by seeing any task that you give me to the very end. Even if I draw my last breath doing so."
He, like Firavel, did not appreciate the manner in which he had been treated, but understood that it was not his place to voice his disdain. He was his lord's sword, and if it was his wish to drag him through the mud and mistreat him so be it. But, he would do everything in his power to ensure that things were just for everyone else around him.
What is it that you would have us do?

Mindblade · #7 10-01-2009, 07:28 AM

Erulasse glances at Firavel, and then rises. "I was asked, and agreed," she says serenely in the elven tongue. Then, in common, "The binding was not unexpected for me. For I myself have bound the wrists and hidden the eyes of those who passed between the secret places of our forests." She adds, after a moment, her tones diverting for a fraction of a moment from level to having a faint edge to them. "In service to my rulers and to my people," she says quietly.

She turns to the human rulers first, and gracefully and carefully bows her head to them, perhaps stiffly, or carefully, but it is an acknowledgement of their regal status nonetheless. She then turns to the dwarves and repeats this ritual gesture before looking back to her own rulers, waiting for them to elaborate on this mission.

Adorios · #8 10-01-2009, 06:06 PM

oocGrumble, grumble. I wouldn't have spoken to Danthur if he wasn't there. But whatever, I'm guessing that Darmilia is the dwarven lady then?

Craetor harrumphed loudly as he shuffled his feet at the apology that wasn't from the monarchs. He did not object with words however, because he was eager to be out and about hunting down the greenskins and their treacherous collaborators. Or whatever. But he did not direct any further inquiries to the princess plopped into the chair on the dwarven side. Indeed it seemed in many respects that he studiously ignored her from this point forward. Truthfully it was hard to tell the difference between her and her father, they had both been ungainly, oafish louts that had sat on rather than in their power. So although he did not physically move Craetor faced the other two sets of monarchs, the humans and the elves, and directed his next question to them. "If ye summoned us here, ye mus' know tha' we'd go aginst th' greenies. So give us yer task an' we'll be about it.

"I care not how we came in. It's how we get out that matters to me."

dragonfire · #9 10-01-2009, 08:43 PM

Prince Gavrik speaks up. Very well then, I believe its time to explain why it is you are here. Basically it boils down to this, we are in need of a small group of skilled fighters that can move about with out being noticed to much. Prince Arwen speaks up. That is correct, what we would like you to do is start taking out there smaller patrols and camps and when ever possible try to free those the orcs have made there slaves.

L0stTh0ught · #10 10-02-2009, 08:31 AM

When do we leave?
Hiroki did not appreciate the outward behaviors of Firavel or Craetor. They are in front of the royal descendants of their respective races, so why are they being so rude? He just couldn't even begin to comprehend their attitudes. Erulasse, on the other hand, seemed properly grounded. Hiroki had a feeling that they would get along fine.

Mindblade · #11 10-02-2009, 03:02 PM

Erulasse asks quietly, "Are there any specific sets of patrols or camps you wish us to target - or work camps to try to free prisoners from?"

Amadar · #12 10-02-2009, 08:40 PM

A slight smirk crosses the elf's face as the reason for their abduction was explained, albeit with little detail. "Then you have chosen wisely. I cannot speak for the others, but I assure you I will not fail." He gives an appraising look to the ones who were surely going to be his comrades for the time being. Sighing in resignation he looks back towards the leaders. "What is our first target? And if we are to be working with each other I would like to know the skill sets, if any, of my new companions."

Adorios · #13 10-02-2009, 09:03 PM

Craetor looked at monarchs that had spoken. While he was not eager to run to do these pompous fools any favors, he ached to be out there fighting the orcs. "Aye, do ye have any maps or information? Or do ye expect us to roam randomly trying to find these greenies?" He did not pull punches, not even the beauty of the elven monarchs was enough to distract him from the drain they and their ancestors placed on the system to support their egos. The stout dwarf folded his arms underneath his chest and huffed, the hairs on his beard stirring with the passing of his breath. "And I will not give ye any foolish assurances o' success, but I will promise to hurt the greenies, more tha' which ye cannot expect."

dragonfire · #14 10-02-2009, 09:42 PM

Prince Gavrik speaks to you. The times and places of the attacks will be of yours to decide. We do recommend not taking out to many groups in one area, that may cause them to send greater forces into that area. You may leave as soon as you are rested and ready. If there are no more questions we will have someone show you to the dinning room so you may eat and talk amongst yourselves. A map of known locations of there camps and patrols will be made avaliable to you in the dinning room, mind you that the patrols shift just as the slave camps, so you need to seek out other rebal camps to gather current information

Mindblade · #15 10-03-2009, 04:29 AM

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"And I will not give ye any foolish assurances o' success..."

Erulasse cannot help but smile at this - clearly in agreement - but she continues to listen to the leaders as they speak. When they are done, she says simply, "Very well," and genuflects briefly, before waiting to be shown to the dining room.