C-5
Lord Edmund was having no oluck and the Forestmen just made life harder. So he and his knights turned and rode back towards Falconia as he entered the city the other knights rode on while he stopped in the nearest inn. As soon as he entered his eyes took in most of the situation: an old man with a sword ready and a Black falcon guard with him. Several Black Knights across the room eyeing the old man with hatred. He walked towards the bar tender.
"Ale please..." he said and then went towards the the old man. "What kind of trouble is worth you?" Edmund asked with a smile.
"A lot...." the old man replied. The guard just drank and watched the pair. Then Edmund looked over at him.
"What's your name, lad?"
"Alexander, sir." the guard said.
"And you, old man?" Edmund turned towards Gerodal
"First off: I'm not that old and I go by Gerodal." was the reply.
"I see..." Edmund thought for a moment as the three of them sat. "What brings you to Falconia?"
"To see the king." Gerodal said.
"I can get you an audience with him; if you want." Edmund said.... (I'll let you agree or disagree)
D-6
C-5
Sean watched as the knights rode off. He and some other young boys had been playing tricks on them and finally they had driven them off. The group began back to their homes. All but Sean. He stayed behind and watched the shining knights gallop off into the distance to the city of Falconia. A place of power and beauty. Will I ever see it? he thought and then he slowly went back to his home.
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Arthas, C-8
Arthas climbed into the boat, and set off, along with his remaining men. one of the men in the boat with him asked "Why do we leave? Castle Stoneworthy is back there!"
Arthas was silent for a few moments, staring into the distance, then he turned to the soldier. "Because I have seen it."
"How?"
"The Forestmen showed it t me, for battling the Crusaders out of their woods."
"what did it contain?"
"Treasures beyond your mind, unbelievable treasures..."
"Then why do we leave?"
"Castle Stoneworthy is a trap."
"What do you mean?"
"Stoneworthy is a massive trap. Do you know how long it has been since anyone has seen it?"
"No."
"Years. All the forestmen have it for is to slowly kill everyone off. Almost everyone is sending their best generals and soldiers to find it, and they will die.'
"Why would such a place be a trap?'
"Vladek, the Bat Lord, and even a few of the Black Monarchs. They all want a little bit of the pie. They're trying to conquer, and I don't feel like getting killed by some war-mongering idiot. they're all rushing into this. Mark my words, when Stoneworthy is found, there's going to be serious warfare."
The soldier fell silent.
Arthas, F-7
Arthas climbed into the boat, and set off, along with his remaining men. one of the men in the boat with him asked "Why do we leave? Castle Stoneworthy is back there!"
Arthas was silent for a few moments, staring into the distance, then he turned to the soldier. "Because I have seen it."
"How?"
"The Forestmen showed it t me, for battling the Crusaders out of their woods."
"what did it contain?"
"Treasures beyond your mind, unbelievable treasures..."
"Then why do we leave?"
"Castle Stoneworthy is a trap."
"What do you mean?"
"Stoneworthy is a massive trap. Do you know how long it has been since anyone has seen it?"
"No."
"Years. All the forestmen have it for is to slowly kill everyone off. Almost everyone is sending their best generals and soldiers to find it, and they will die.'
"Why would such a place be a trap?'
"Vladek, the Bat Lord, and even a few of the Black Monarchs. They all want a little bit of the pie. They're trying to conquer, and I don't feel like getting killed by some war-mongering idiot. they're all rushing into this. Mark my words, when Stoneworthy is found, there's going to be serious warfare."
The soldier fell silent.
Arthas, F-7
C-6
Abberdale (Black Falcon Village)
Virlym rode into the village and was greeted by a guard bearing the crest of the Black Falcon on his armor.
"Greetings, young traveler. What brings you to Abberdale?" he asked.
"I come seeking to join the Black Falcons. I have heard tell of there greatness from across the land. I seek to join them in hopes I, too, could share in this fame." Virlym replied half bluffing.
"I see. Come with me. We will leave your horse at the stables." The guard beckoned Virlym to follow him.
C-6
Abberdale
Abberdale (Black Falcon Village)
Virlym rode into the village and was greeted by a guard bearing the crest of the Black Falcon on his armor.
"Greetings, young traveler. What brings you to Abberdale?" he asked.
"I come seeking to join the Black Falcons. I have heard tell of there greatness from across the land. I seek to join them in hopes I, too, could share in this fame." Virlym replied half bluffing.
"I see. Come with me. We will leave your horse at the stables." The guard beckoned Virlym to follow him.
C-6
Abberdale
Location: Nears Inn, Falconia
Grid: D-6
Not long after Alexander sat down at the bar, there was a short uproar caused by the table of guards after hearing mention of the old man's name.
Once things settled down, the Innkeeper walked over to the old man, giving him a complimentary mug of ale.
Alexander then got up from his seat and headed to the other side of the room where old Gerodal sat.
"Mind if I sit down, Sir?" He asked.
The old man just shook his head with a quiet "no".
At nearly the same moment Alexander sat down at the old man's table, a familiar figure walked through the doors of the Inn. He quickly ordered himself an ale and made way for Gerodal's table. It was Edmund II, a well-known Lord of the Black Falcons.
Lord Edmund spoke a few words to Gerodal while Alexander sat and sipped at his ale. He then turned to the Falcon Guard, asking of his name.
"Alexander, Sir." He said.
Turning back to Gerodal, he asked the same question. And with a quick exchange of words, learned of the old man's desire to see the King.
"I can get you an audience with him; if you want." Said Edmund.
" -My Lord, if you are to make way for the castle, then please, let me escort you. 'Tis no trouble." Interrupted Alexander.
Turning to Gerodal, both Edmund and Alexander awaited his answer...
Location: Nears Inn, Falconia
Grid: D-6
Grid: D-6
Not long after Alexander sat down at the bar, there was a short uproar caused by the table of guards after hearing mention of the old man's name.
Once things settled down, the Innkeeper walked over to the old man, giving him a complimentary mug of ale.
Alexander then got up from his seat and headed to the other side of the room where old Gerodal sat.
"Mind if I sit down, Sir?" He asked.
The old man just shook his head with a quiet "no".
At nearly the same moment Alexander sat down at the old man's table, a familiar figure walked through the doors of the Inn. He quickly ordered himself an ale and made way for Gerodal's table. It was Edmund II, a well-known Lord of the Black Falcons.
Lord Edmund spoke a few words to Gerodal while Alexander sat and sipped at his ale. He then turned to the Falcon Guard, asking of his name.
"Alexander, Sir." He said.
Turning back to Gerodal, he asked the same question. And with a quick exchange of words, learned of the old man's desire to see the King.
"I can get you an audience with him; if you want." Said Edmund.
" -My Lord, if you are to make way for the castle, then please, let me escort you. 'Tis no trouble." Interrupted Alexander.
Turning to Gerodal, both Edmund and Alexander awaited his answer...
Location: Nears Inn, Falconia
Grid: D-6
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D-6
Luck, it seemed, was on Gerodal's side today. Not only had a noble offered to get him an aduience with the king, but the young guard had offered to escort him to the castle.
Both of the Black Falcon's were waiting for Gerodal's answer. "Well," Gerodal stood, sheathed his sword and stretched, "may as well take advantage of your offers. I accept."
The nobleman relaxed slightly and Alex stood up. "Shall we go then, my lord?"
"Just a moment. I left some things in my room that I'll need to get." With that, Gerodal withdrew upstairs to his room. Upon entering the room, Gerodal could tell that someone had been through his bags. Gerodal walked over to his bags and searched through them. Nothing had been taken, just shifted aside.
The floor creaked behind Gerodal. Before he even knew he had moved, Gerodal's blade was free from it's sheath and was pointing at Alex as he stood in the doorway. "Sorry, thought you were someone else." Gerodal sheathed his sword, donned his armor and picked up his bags. "Shall we go now?"
D-6
Luck, it seemed, was on Gerodal's side today. Not only had a noble offered to get him an aduience with the king, but the young guard had offered to escort him to the castle.
Both of the Black Falcon's were waiting for Gerodal's answer. "Well," Gerodal stood, sheathed his sword and stretched, "may as well take advantage of your offers. I accept."
The nobleman relaxed slightly and Alex stood up. "Shall we go then, my lord?"
"Just a moment. I left some things in my room that I'll need to get." With that, Gerodal withdrew upstairs to his room. Upon entering the room, Gerodal could tell that someone had been through his bags. Gerodal walked over to his bags and searched through them. Nothing had been taken, just shifted aside.
The floor creaked behind Gerodal. Before he even knew he had moved, Gerodal's blade was free from it's sheath and was pointing at Alex as he stood in the doorway. "Sorry, thought you were someone else." Gerodal sheathed his sword, donned his armor and picked up his bags. "Shall we go now?"
D-6
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H-7
After the Ghost finished he vanished again to his unknown resting place...
"I don't need him!" said the Bat, "That Vladek can rot in that cell... I'll go to war! Harold!!!"
"Yes M'Lord?"
"Call my armies in the dining room..."
"Aye sir!"
~~~~~
Later
The dining chamber was a large cave near his bedroom, but it had no window and was lit by small candles. A long stone table was at its center and around the walls were multiple doors. At one end of the table sat the Bat Lord... Then the herald stepped through the doorway.
"Bring them in." said the Lord.
As the Herald walked in, behind him followed two men in black armor and wearing tall helms.
"Ah, my captains! Nice to see you again."
Then after them follow a file of skeletons. Walking in a shambly sort of manner with their arms flopping about.
Suddenly, at 10 skeletons the line stopped.
A pause...
The Lord sat, staring intently at the door.
"Uh, sir?"
"Yes?" He finally pulled his glare off the door and turn to his herald.
"That's all sir..."
"Where are the others?"
"What "others" my Lord?"
"Aren’t there others? More troops?"
"No sir..."
"Ooh... That's problematic... Something must be done about that..."
H-7
After the Ghost finished he vanished again to his unknown resting place...
"I don't need him!" said the Bat, "That Vladek can rot in that cell... I'll go to war! Harold!!!"
"Yes M'Lord?"
"Call my armies in the dining room..."
"Aye sir!"
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Later
The dining chamber was a large cave near his bedroom, but it had no window and was lit by small candles. A long stone table was at its center and around the walls were multiple doors. At one end of the table sat the Bat Lord... Then the herald stepped through the doorway.
"Bring them in." said the Lord.
As the Herald walked in, behind him followed two men in black armor and wearing tall helms.
"Ah, my captains! Nice to see you again."
Then after them follow a file of skeletons. Walking in a shambly sort of manner with their arms flopping about.
Suddenly, at 10 skeletons the line stopped.
A pause...
The Lord sat, staring intently at the door.
"Uh, sir?"
"Yes?" He finally pulled his glare off the door and turn to his herald.
"That's all sir..."
"Where are the others?"
"What "others" my Lord?"
"Aren’t there others? More troops?"
"No sir..."
"Ooh... That's problematic... Something must be done about that..."
H-7
Staring Point: L-9
Elbowing a goblin under the jaw, Pindar swung his sword, slicing a gash in anothe goblin. They seemed to be everywhere, and readily avaliable. He and his men had encountered a cave entrance, and after about a five-minute expodition through the emtrence, he found it to be a horrible mistake. The found it to be crawling with goblins, and the flew back out of the cave, but were caught at the entrance as they became assailed froma ledge above. Pindar thought if he could make it out, he could use the small entrance as a bottleneck until sealing it off compltely. After giving the last goblin a shrewd kick in the stomach, sending him sprawling to the side, he was less than a meter from the exit, and the path infront of him contained no more goblins. He rushed out of the cave, grabbing a wall-torch as he went. About a dozen of hos men had made it out already, so he asked if they though any were left. They the rest had perished, or would have by now at least, so he spared no more time in sealing off the hole. Though they had about cpolished off this wave of goblins, another one could be heard getting closer and closer. He had four of his men stand right at the side of the hole with halbeards and spears ready to skewer whatever came out forst., and four others stand with bows drawn, while he and the rest roled an old log in the entrance and threw in dried brush and tinderon the cave floor. Right then, the first goblin jumped through the hole, becoming an instant goblin-kebob. about four more charged through the hole, and two got through the first men and then one was felled by an archer, but the other goblind the head of man before becoming a pin-cushion. Pindar quickly through a ceramic jug of oil into the cave, followed by the torch, sending all inside up in flames. They then quickly sealed off the entrance with a bolder, and left, weary, and about a 7th of their orginal force. "How could this of happened?" Pindar thought sullenly to himself.
Elbowing a goblin under the jaw, Pindar swung his sword, slicing a gash in anothe goblin. They seemed to be everywhere, and readily avaliable. He and his men had encountered a cave entrance, and after about a five-minute expodition through the emtrence, he found it to be a horrible mistake. The found it to be crawling with goblins, and the flew back out of the cave, but were caught at the entrance as they became assailed froma ledge above. Pindar thought if he could make it out, he could use the small entrance as a bottleneck until sealing it off compltely. After giving the last goblin a shrewd kick in the stomach, sending him sprawling to the side, he was less than a meter from the exit, and the path infront of him contained no more goblins. He rushed out of the cave, grabbing a wall-torch as he went. About a dozen of hos men had made it out already, so he asked if they though any were left. They the rest had perished, or would have by now at least, so he spared no more time in sealing off the hole. Though they had about cpolished off this wave of goblins, another one could be heard getting closer and closer. He had four of his men stand right at the side of the hole with halbeards and spears ready to skewer whatever came out forst., and four others stand with bows drawn, while he and the rest roled an old log in the entrance and threw in dried brush and tinderon the cave floor. Right then, the first goblin jumped through the hole, becoming an instant goblin-kebob. about four more charged through the hole, and two got through the first men and then one was felled by an archer, but the other goblind the head of man before becoming a pin-cushion. Pindar quickly through a ceramic jug of oil into the cave, followed by the torch, sending all inside up in flames. They then quickly sealed off the entrance with a bolder, and left, weary, and about a 7th of their orginal force. "How could this of happened?" Pindar thought sullenly to himself.
I'm going to start a little ahead of where I left off last with my characters, I've been gone a while.
E-6
Huagon was ecstatic. Once he had touched down in Black Falcon land, he had noticed the Falcons were busy. They were preparing for something. There was one guard in particular that seemed on edge. Huagon snuck up behind him.
He was muttering quietly under his breath, his voice was muffled.
"Hrumph! Cashtle Shtoneworshy. What a jile 'o punk! Err... pile 'o junk...," he trailed off.
"Why hello there, sir."
"Why hello thar!"
"Were you, uh, talking about a Castle Stoneworthy?," Huagon inquired.
"Ah MEGABLOCKS! Why is everyone askin' 'bout this absurd cashtle?," He definitely wasn't happy.
"Well, if you told me, some of these people might back off a little..."
"Ah, megablocks! I ain't apposed ta do that!"
"Well then... I could take you to some of my... friends.," Huagon said, even though his "friends" weren't within 100 baseplates of him.
"Ah fine... I'll tell ye. Some of our best soldiers 'ave been lookin' fer it. But they ain't the only 'uns. There's lots of others been askin' around. I was supposed ta detain some "civilians" that were a little bit too inquisitive. They weren't civilians, though. They gave me a good 'ol beatin'."
"Who were they?"
"Now, sir, I cannot tell you that."
"Sir, come with me. Now.," Huagon had a knife to the guard's stomach.
E-6
C-4, Forestmen territory
Ward Abbot was in a bad position. The Forestmen didn't believe him, so they had thrown him in a cell. He was in a place that was very hard to find. His only hope was Fredulus now.
(I probably won't write much about Abbot, until something happens.)
C-4
D-6
Fredulus was almost ready to move out, and head for Castle Stoneworthy. He had some more intelligence on where it might be. It came from the King. The King wouldn't say where he got it, but that didn't matter. Fredulus just needed more men now. This was the final push for Castle Stoneworthy. The Black Falcons would rise, and they would be feared by all their enemies! But they would have to hurry... the word was many other factions were after it too.
Fredulus and his men were on their way to the castle. There, they would recruit what soldiers he could. From their, they would march to the forest and look for Ward Abbot on the way. If they saw him, Fredulus was to decide hid fate.
D-6
E-6
Huagon was ecstatic. Once he had touched down in Black Falcon land, he had noticed the Falcons were busy. They were preparing for something. There was one guard in particular that seemed on edge. Huagon snuck up behind him.
He was muttering quietly under his breath, his voice was muffled.
"Hrumph! Cashtle Shtoneworshy. What a jile 'o punk! Err... pile 'o junk...," he trailed off.
"Why hello there, sir."
"Why hello thar!"
"Were you, uh, talking about a Castle Stoneworthy?," Huagon inquired.
"Ah MEGABLOCKS! Why is everyone askin' 'bout this absurd cashtle?," He definitely wasn't happy.
"Well, if you told me, some of these people might back off a little..."
"Ah, megablocks! I ain't apposed ta do that!"
"Well then... I could take you to some of my... friends.," Huagon said, even though his "friends" weren't within 100 baseplates of him.
"Ah fine... I'll tell ye. Some of our best soldiers 'ave been lookin' fer it. But they ain't the only 'uns. There's lots of others been askin' around. I was supposed ta detain some "civilians" that were a little bit too inquisitive. They weren't civilians, though. They gave me a good 'ol beatin'."
"Who were they?"
"Now, sir, I cannot tell you that."
"Sir, come with me. Now.," Huagon had a knife to the guard's stomach.
E-6
C-4, Forestmen territory
Ward Abbot was in a bad position. The Forestmen didn't believe him, so they had thrown him in a cell. He was in a place that was very hard to find. His only hope was Fredulus now.
(I probably won't write much about Abbot, until something happens.)
C-4
D-6
Fredulus was almost ready to move out, and head for Castle Stoneworthy. He had some more intelligence on where it might be. It came from the King. The King wouldn't say where he got it, but that didn't matter. Fredulus just needed more men now. This was the final push for Castle Stoneworthy. The Black Falcons would rise, and they would be feared by all their enemies! But they would have to hurry... the word was many other factions were after it too.
Fredulus and his men were on their way to the castle. There, they would recruit what soldiers he could. From their, they would march to the forest and look for Ward Abbot on the way. If they saw him, Fredulus was to decide hid fate.
D-6
On the way to/at O-8
The last few days had been difficult for Оксана, as the orcs she was traveling with were poor conversationalists and had barely the barest of table manners. But she had arrived at her destination and managed to procure the necessary regiments on the way. Thankfully her the five orcs who made up her body were more intelligent than average, and she made off with the requisite stone (fourteen pounds) of orc brains needed to free her beloved Vladek the night before she reached the tower.
The last few days had been difficult for Оксана, as the orcs she was traveling with were poor conversationalists and had barely the barest of table manners. But she had arrived at her destination and managed to procure the necessary regiments on the way. Thankfully her the five orcs who made up her body were more intelligent than average, and she made off with the requisite stone (fourteen pounds) of orc brains needed to free her beloved Vladek the night before she reached the tower.
Location: Berrington Village
Grid: C-5
Nearly one week after his talk with the night guard, the talks of Castle Stoneworthy had begun to quiet down in the Village of Berrington. Rather long had passed since it's first mention, and many were begining to doubt it's existance completely.
That morning, Adrian made way to the home of the Village Elder as he usually would at the end of each week. Most days this was only a brief meeting, but it was different today.. Even his trip to Elder Migul's home itself seemed different. Things just seemed strange, in the Village that day.
Usually greeted by a welcoming "hello" as he entered the home, Adrian was only greeted by silence. He peeked through the doorway to the sitting room where Elder Migul sat in his chair.
"Elder Migul, Sir."
...
"Are you feeling well? You are aweful quiet today."
The old man seemed startled by the boy's appearence, and quickly leapt up from his seat.
"Oh!" He shouted. "I didn't hear you come in."
"I'm sorry, I-"
"-Just the boy I've been waiting to see! I've got a task for you m'boy. Seems as though we have a bit of a problem at hand you see. A group of children say to have seen two Orcs in the forests outside the village. Now, I'm not sure if any of this is true or not, but I would like you to take the day to search these nearby woods, and search 'em good, mind."
Said the Elder.
Adrian looked a bit frightened, he'd never seen Orcs before, and was nervous about heading out into the forest on his own when there could be some about.
Before he could reply, Elder Migul started speaking again.
"Now, I truly wouldn't believe there to be Trolls in our parts, but these kids went telling the whole village you see, and now everybody has gone and locked themselves indoors, fearing for the worst I suppose. I just need you to have a go around and make sure there's no problems.. Alright?"
".Y..Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now you'd better head out, good luck now, m'boy." Said the Elder as he showed Adrian out the door.
Location: Berrington Village Gate
Grid: C-5
Grid: C-5
Nearly one week after his talk with the night guard, the talks of Castle Stoneworthy had begun to quiet down in the Village of Berrington. Rather long had passed since it's first mention, and many were begining to doubt it's existance completely.
That morning, Adrian made way to the home of the Village Elder as he usually would at the end of each week. Most days this was only a brief meeting, but it was different today.. Even his trip to Elder Migul's home itself seemed different. Things just seemed strange, in the Village that day.
Usually greeted by a welcoming "hello" as he entered the home, Adrian was only greeted by silence. He peeked through the doorway to the sitting room where Elder Migul sat in his chair.
"Elder Migul, Sir."
...
"Are you feeling well? You are aweful quiet today."
The old man seemed startled by the boy's appearence, and quickly leapt up from his seat.
"Oh!" He shouted. "I didn't hear you come in."
"I'm sorry, I-"
"-Just the boy I've been waiting to see! I've got a task for you m'boy. Seems as though we have a bit of a problem at hand you see. A group of children say to have seen two Orcs in the forests outside the village. Now, I'm not sure if any of this is true or not, but I would like you to take the day to search these nearby woods, and search 'em good, mind."
Said the Elder.
Adrian looked a bit frightened, he'd never seen Orcs before, and was nervous about heading out into the forest on his own when there could be some about.
Before he could reply, Elder Migul started speaking again.
"Now, I truly wouldn't believe there to be Trolls in our parts, but these kids went telling the whole village you see, and now everybody has gone and locked themselves indoors, fearing for the worst I suppose. I just need you to have a go around and make sure there's no problems.. Alright?"
".Y..Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now you'd better head out, good luck now, m'boy." Said the Elder as he showed Adrian out the door.
Location: Berrington Village Gate
Grid: C-5
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E-6
Huagon took the guard to an alleyway not far away. They weren't within view of the road, and nobody would be able to hear them.
"Now, who was looking for the Castle?"
"I d-dunno, s-sir. Th-they... looked... ummm... I'm dunno, s-sir!"
"You'd do best to tell me."
"I dunno who they were! I s-swear!"
"Well then, you leave me no choice."
Huagon stabbed the minifig, and then threw him against the wall. With a groan, he crumpled down onto the ground. Huagon cleaned his blade and walked out onto the road.
E-6
D-6
Fredulus was ready to leave Falconia. They had a total of 200 minifigs ready to march to Castle Stoneworthy. They would try to deal with the Forestmen peacefully, but if they had to, they would do anything to get to Castle Stoneworthy. Fredulus had just left the King. The King said that he would send another force of Black Falcon minifigs if he needed it. Fredulus would have to send word, though.
"Sir! Captain Fredulus!"
"Yes? What is it?"
"It's the King... it seems he just received an urgent message and needs to talk to you."
"Thank you. I'll go right away."
This is probably about Stoneworthy... it's all that's been on the King's mind lately. But an urgent message...?
Fredulus bowed to the King.
"What is it, My Lord?"
"I have just received a message from the Crusaders. Apparently they have found out about Stoneworthy and wish to form an alliance."
"How...?"
"I don't know," interrupted the King. "But you must go to the village of Drer and meet 50 of their best soldiers. Then go to Stoneworthy. It also seems that the Forestmen may not like us looking for the Castle. Try and remain peaceful, but as we discussed before, Stoneworthy MUST be ours."
Fredulus bowed. "My Lord..."
So, the Crusaders wanted a bit of fame, did they? Well, if the Forestmen want some, too, we'll need allies to defeat them. Seems this is headed for war.
Headed out of D-6
Huagon took the guard to an alleyway not far away. They weren't within view of the road, and nobody would be able to hear them.
"Now, who was looking for the Castle?"
"I d-dunno, s-sir. Th-they... looked... ummm... I'm dunno, s-sir!"
"You'd do best to tell me."
"I dunno who they were! I s-swear!"
"Well then, you leave me no choice."
Huagon stabbed the minifig, and then threw him against the wall. With a groan, he crumpled down onto the ground. Huagon cleaned his blade and walked out onto the road.
E-6
D-6
Fredulus was ready to leave Falconia. They had a total of 200 minifigs ready to march to Castle Stoneworthy. They would try to deal with the Forestmen peacefully, but if they had to, they would do anything to get to Castle Stoneworthy. Fredulus had just left the King. The King said that he would send another force of Black Falcon minifigs if he needed it. Fredulus would have to send word, though.
"Sir! Captain Fredulus!"
"Yes? What is it?"
"It's the King... it seems he just received an urgent message and needs to talk to you."
"Thank you. I'll go right away."
This is probably about Stoneworthy... it's all that's been on the King's mind lately. But an urgent message...?
Fredulus bowed to the King.
"What is it, My Lord?"
"I have just received a message from the Crusaders. Apparently they have found out about Stoneworthy and wish to form an alliance."
"How...?"
"I don't know," interrupted the King. "But you must go to the village of Drer and meet 50 of their best soldiers. Then go to Stoneworthy. It also seems that the Forestmen may not like us looking for the Castle. Try and remain peaceful, but as we discussed before, Stoneworthy MUST be ours."
Fredulus bowed. "My Lord..."
So, the Crusaders wanted a bit of fame, did they? Well, if the Forestmen want some, too, we'll need allies to defeat them. Seems this is headed for war.
Headed out of D-6
C-6
Abberdale
Virlym swung at the stuffed dummy tied to a pole with a stick striking it as hard as he could. He then gave it a few jabs and finished with a large swing which, unfortunately, missed the dummy by a foot and caused Virlym to tumble over and land in a heap of dirt.
"Get up and keep practicing!" Shouted the combat instructor to Virlym. Not only was Virlym not used to this kind of training, but he was not used to wearing the Black Falcon armor that was heavier than the leather coat he used to wear.
Soon he was very weary and his instructor let him go. He left the barracks where he was training and decided to go for a walk to explore the village. There was not much bustle at this time, later in the evening, however there seemed to be quite a bit of noise coming from the tavern and inn. So Virlym, who decided he needed to find more about this treasure filled 'Castle Stoneworthy' headed inside.
C-6 Abberdale
Abberdale
Virlym swung at the stuffed dummy tied to a pole with a stick striking it as hard as he could. He then gave it a few jabs and finished with a large swing which, unfortunately, missed the dummy by a foot and caused Virlym to tumble over and land in a heap of dirt.
"Get up and keep practicing!" Shouted the combat instructor to Virlym. Not only was Virlym not used to this kind of training, but he was not used to wearing the Black Falcon armor that was heavier than the leather coat he used to wear.
Soon he was very weary and his instructor let him go. He left the barracks where he was training and decided to go for a walk to explore the village. There was not much bustle at this time, later in the evening, however there seemed to be quite a bit of noise coming from the tavern and inn. So Virlym, who decided he needed to find more about this treasure filled 'Castle Stoneworthy' headed inside.
C-6 Abberdale
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Sitting in the boat, The soldier asked "how is Stoneworthy a trap?"
Arthas turned to the soldier. "Do you realize what fortune there is to be found in there?"
"No, sir. But I'm guessing a lot."
"A lot? don't think so small. Theres enough loot in there to outweigh the treasury of the Crown Knights! You could sink a good ship wth all that loot."
"So how is that a trap?"
"Ach, I thought you would have caught on by now. every bloody faction and kingdom has been sending their generals and armies to find it! Eventually, somebody's gonna find it, and it won't be pretty. We need to recruit some extra men before I put my plan into motion."
They landed on a small island in the Old Kingdom's lands. They found 20 new recruits, and suited them up. They quickly set back to sea, as the Old Kingdom's patrols were thick. As they approached their next destination, Royal Knight lands, a lone fisherman spotted them, and started rowing to shore.
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Sitting in the boat, The soldier asked "how is Stoneworthy a trap?"
Arthas turned to the soldier. "Do you realize what fortune there is to be found in there?"
"No, sir. But I'm guessing a lot."
"A lot? don't think so small. Theres enough loot in there to outweigh the treasury of the Crown Knights! You could sink a good ship wth all that loot."
"So how is that a trap?"
"Ach, I thought you would have caught on by now. every bloody faction and kingdom has been sending their generals and armies to find it! Eventually, somebody's gonna find it, and it won't be pretty. We need to recruit some extra men before I put my plan into motion."
They landed on a small island in the Old Kingdom's lands. They found 20 new recruits, and suited them up. They quickly set back to sea, as the Old Kingdom's patrols were thick. As they approached their next destination, Royal Knight lands, a lone fisherman spotted them, and started rowing to shore.
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Sean entered his house and he saw his father sitting in on a stool and gazing out the window.
"Somethin' the matta' father?" Sean asked.
"Yes. The Black Falcons seek for Castle Stoneworthy, I'm getting too old to guard it. It would seem that you now must take my place and guard that castle. For it is a great trap." Sean's father replied.
"How so?" Sean still questioned.
"No Forestman knows, but it has been passed done father-to-son that it is a trap. I'll show you to where you'll be posted to guard." with that he stood and led Sean through the forest, to the very center and to where a dirt road was barely visible. In the surrounding trees hidden forestmen waited. After passing them the O'Legos came to where the raod stopped in front of a wall of vines.
"Behind this wall, is castle Stoneworthy. Pray no minifig has to enter its cursed walls." Then thgey returned and Sean took his new post with full excitment while his father returned home.
C-5 (more towards the center)
M-9
The Black Ranger entered the throne room. The other Rangers were there, with another twenty Dwarves. Two wagons and 13 horses awaited them. The king saw them off and they began their journey back towards the Crown King's army.
L-9 (good border)
(Lord Edmund will come when Matt has posted)
Sean entered his house and he saw his father sitting in on a stool and gazing out the window.
"Somethin' the matta' father?" Sean asked.
"Yes. The Black Falcons seek for Castle Stoneworthy, I'm getting too old to guard it. It would seem that you now must take my place and guard that castle. For it is a great trap." Sean's father replied.
"How so?" Sean still questioned.
"No Forestman knows, but it has been passed done father-to-son that it is a trap. I'll show you to where you'll be posted to guard." with that he stood and led Sean through the forest, to the very center and to where a dirt road was barely visible. In the surrounding trees hidden forestmen waited. After passing them the O'Legos came to where the raod stopped in front of a wall of vines.
"Behind this wall, is castle Stoneworthy. Pray no minifig has to enter its cursed walls." Then thgey returned and Sean took his new post with full excitment while his father returned home.
C-5 (more towards the center)
M-9
The Black Ranger entered the throne room. The other Rangers were there, with another twenty Dwarves. Two wagons and 13 horses awaited them. The king saw them off and they began their journey back towards the Crown King's army.
L-9 (good border)
(Lord Edmund will come when Matt has posted)
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Location: Just outside Berrington Village
Grid: C-5
Adrian nervously set forth.
His task, to look for a pair of Orcs within the surrounding areas of the Dark Forest.
While Berrington was built apon a small clearing, the woods around it were thick. There were several thin trails surrounding the village, with much in between that was unknown, not even the village scouts had traveled in between all of the dense patches of trees.
Every squirrel, bird, and deer that was heard around him made him jump. He just couldn't help but to think that they were the duo of Orcs, ready to have him for dinner.
Several hours had since past, and Adrian was now quite far from Berrington.
I've done it now.. Somewhere I must have taken a wrong turn, I should have made it around the village by now.
To his knowledge, he thought he was making a trip around his village, but in fact he had already wandered far out of his way, to the southeast.
As he came to a thick patch of vines that blocked his was, Adrian reached down and unsheathe his knife from his leg, and preceded to hack away at the tangled mess.
Once through, he realized that he could hear the sound of running water. A small patch of forest later, he came to a beautiful sight; there he stood, looking up at a small cliff, gushing with fresh water.
A river! Surely I'll find my way out of here if I follow it!
Location: Dreyek Falls
Grid: C-5
Grid: C-5
Adrian nervously set forth.
His task, to look for a pair of Orcs within the surrounding areas of the Dark Forest.
While Berrington was built apon a small clearing, the woods around it were thick. There were several thin trails surrounding the village, with much in between that was unknown, not even the village scouts had traveled in between all of the dense patches of trees.
Every squirrel, bird, and deer that was heard around him made him jump. He just couldn't help but to think that they were the duo of Orcs, ready to have him for dinner.
Several hours had since past, and Adrian was now quite far from Berrington.
I've done it now.. Somewhere I must have taken a wrong turn, I should have made it around the village by now.
To his knowledge, he thought he was making a trip around his village, but in fact he had already wandered far out of his way, to the southeast.
As he came to a thick patch of vines that blocked his was, Adrian reached down and unsheathe his knife from his leg, and preceded to hack away at the tangled mess.
Once through, he realized that he could hear the sound of running water. A small patch of forest later, he came to a beautiful sight; there he stood, looking up at a small cliff, gushing with fresh water.
A river! Surely I'll find my way out of here if I follow it!
Location: Dreyek Falls
Grid: C-5