[Baldur's Log] - The Lost Missive

[Malgonious 2758]

 

In a hurried and frantic pace the scene would open to the Rurikguard slaughtering the Black Legion in an open combat, with hundreds of soldiers clashing in mild skirmishes across the heartland roadside until we see Baldur and the remaining legionnaires hurriedly flee the scene, with the remnants scattering.  Upon the decimation of one such routed, an odd letter would be found within his belongings, as he carried very light armour and seemed to be that of a messenger.  The letter was given to the young Immortal Jyor Volaren, of which he disregarded until this particular day of spring cleaning... The letter was swiftly mailed to the Jarl Erik Reyurnt upon discovery.

 

To my dearest, my beloved, my brothers,

 

     Perhaps this is a chance to explain myself, or better yet a vacuum to fill with excuse, to differentiate the two I cannot loyal coz.  To my kinsmen that are scared within our steep walls of Ostermark, do not fret.  You are safe.  I had hidden you away, and removed you of your imperial dogma you obtained naturally when you called me your Jarl.  To appoint Erik, a natural bipartisan to both imperialism and rebellion, was the wisest choice I could make.  He could still keep both alive, should the war have gone either way to ensure you safety... I curse myself everyday that I go without seeing the rolling hills of my home.  My heart aches and yearns for the honeyed breads of the Grimlee Manor, the warmed ale from the roaring fire, stark red mutton to fill your senses with excitement... The brothers and sisters who I shall likely never again see.  My tears fall upon deaf ears in this heartland study, they know not the desire for home, I plead the All-father send me back every-night but... I cannot leave.  My duty to the cause, to the people, and to everyone I've involved.  I know my fate is sealed here.  Before I left, I had hidden away the remaining two Hammers of Fable, one deep into the White Mountain, the second beneath the Great Hall of Ostermark, underneath the bosom of the sleeping Basilisk Lord that dominates our undercity.  Recover your two great-weapons, and return Ostermark to the Age of Heroes it was always meant to hold... Do not forget me brothers, for my love for you was, and shall be eternally so...

 

Your Brother,

Baldur

 

[sullincollivan 141]

Erik Reyurnt is seen outside his home, tending to the plants, when Jyor comes running up.  In his hands are the forgotten final words of Erik's mentor and guardian, still sealed with Baldur's Ashtyr stamp.  Upon reading the parchment Erik retreats to his home, seeking a quiet place to think.  Opening the letter had just confirmed his fear that Baldur had been killed in battle, but it also revealed two great Norlandic artifacts which were hidden nearby for safe-keeping.  Erik quickly rose in his seat, making his way towards the door to the balcony, then bursting outside and announcing aloud to people of Ostermark, "Everyone, everyone gather around, I have finally received news from Baldur" He exclaims, as the small crowd begins to cheer "Unfortunately, my fears have been affirmed, that Baldur was most likely slain in battle or within the Johanesburg explosion." The crowd falls silent "But do not worry my friends, Badur has not only supplied us with bad news.  He has written of two priceless Norlandic heirlooms hidden near Ostermark, and with this information I shall lead an expedition to retrieve each of them.  Finally, I hope you will all continue allowing me the chance to prove my worth as your new Jarl, for Baldur has also declared my position permanent."

[Daisy 9736]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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