He lets out of a cough. Dust is thick in the air. “This has gotten messier then I had hoped it would. We need an alternative. I will return.” The man, well for lack of a better word, turns around and walks away. Soon his figure fades into the deep clouds of dust.
The man continues to walk. Soon the stars shine above him. A sight he isn’t often used to. The mist around him grows think. He laughs to himself. “I guess I cannot escape something in the air”.
He emerges from the mist in a small town. A farmer is getting an early start on transporting his goods to market but in his rush one of the wheels of his cart come lose and the cart all but tips over. The mans approaches the farmer. “Do you need assistance good man?”. The farmer has a terrified look on his face. “Uhh. No. I’m fine.”. “Nonsense” the man says. He lifts the cart up so the farmer can put the wheel back on. The farmer thanks the man. “Good man, may I ask a favor?” The farmer let’s out a quick “Sure”. “You have adventurers in this land yes? Where do they spend their time?” “Valbrough sir” The man follows up with “Ah. Of course, and is there an easy way to get there?” “Uhh. Yes sir. If you can figure out how to use that stone.” The farmer gestures behind him. “Wonderful thank you for your time”. The man walks towards the stone.
The hobling sits alone, feverishly studying leaves under a microscope as the plants continue to encase his workshop. He absentmindedly kicks another vine as it encroaches upon his saferoom.
There is a large slam of the front door. A bloodied and dirtied dwarf stomps into the room before him, catching his breath and tightly clutching a spyglass in his hand.
As the duo sits together and prepares, they share a moment of silence knowing in their hearts that this casting is their final attempt. Will they persevere and put an end to this attack? Or will they fail… only to be forgotten like the shimmers of civilizations before them?
As per our agreement with your aid to the barony of Thorncryf I have spent the last fortnight spying and accumulating data on the Thrister encampment in the Shieldbearer mountains. The King himself has ordered that the time of action to rescue this warhero and warrior of the people is now. We will meet in less than a week’s time to do just that.
I have a cartographer creating a detailed map of the area from my notes. It will be ready, and I will present it to you on the morning of the 15th. I will meet you north of Stonerest and take you to an abandoned outpost where you can stage your attack from. Come prepared.
As one threat is destroyed before she can fortify her position.
As the crime syndicate that controls the high roads is being investigated.
As a new Lord takes responsibility for his lands.
As a spy returns with valuable information.
As a new Duke is spread thin bringing peace to his people.
An old Duke, a thief who was stolen from, rises up to take back his place as the boot under which The Borderlands is trod.
As each day see new losses.
As the thief grows stronger.
Advisers question: “is he just lucky, or does he have darker ties?”
Roger Hent, Joseph, The Rose Farmer? The newly named Duchy of Thorncryf has been home to some of largest legends. This area has been the same for as long as anyone can remember, and suddenly it’s changing. The page has finally turned.
Rumors of political tension and acts of aggression with the Freygurd Nation is plaguing the new duchy. Many believe that they’ve already started carrying out raids on Thorncryf. All the while, people whisper of Roger Hent, the former duke having survived and gathering an army to strike against Dragonreach.
To all Adventurers,
We have taken the winter to lick our wounds, mourn our dead, and celebrate our victories. That must however end, as we look towards the spring with a renewed sense of purpose. While we have celebrated, and rested, Springdale has fought against problems day and night. Cutpurses think that they can continue to prey on my subjects. Horrors that emerge from the night to terrorize my people. The rest we have known, Springdale has not. I had thought felling the Great White Wyrm might have been enough but, it appears the enemies of Dragonreach need a reminder of what happens to those that cross us.
At last the first great blow against the Dragon Bleak has been struck.
At last he is weakened enough to be mortal.
At last he recognizes our heroes exist.
Our next event is June 10th. Join us as we begin the journey towards the conclusion of the Bleak plot line. Or perhaps it will be the conclusion of the adventurers?
Victory has favored our heroes. A great weapon against the formerly unstoppable force that is Bleak. Now they must risk more to use it. Many may die to his gaze alone in the attempt.
And should they be successful, what happens when a force of nature feels pain?
Preregistration has opened for our event. http://alliancelarp.com/forum/threads/pre-registration-2016-somi-season-opener-may27-29.32471/
We hope to see you all there.