Wastes Beckon; The Yatl Trek

[Publius 4098]

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[!] As you wander about your business, you may see a missive or two - perhaps even a crier advertising a band of Errants from the deep south. Should you investigate, you would hear the following… [!]

 

A Raevir crier on the streets of Markev, 1650

“To those who seek valour and adventurous amongst you,

 

Wraith banners were rebuffed in the south by the united forces of many amongst humanity. From the wall they marched, and against it were they smashed - but as raids seem to develop into open battles, who can be counted upon to heed the call the next time they sally?

 

Amongst the many who leave for the campaigns and skirmishes erupting across the lands are those best suited to defend their homes, be it from the undead or daring among thieves. For some there seems to be no choice, but I wish to offer an alternative - an honourable living as a Knight Errant of Allemagne.

 

South, in the pass that cuts through the Allemagne mountain range do we now set up camp as we establish a bulwark. Up north, arrangements for lodges in every major settlement are being made - you do not need to break your feudal obligations, or that of your serfdom to serve the people in need. 

 

We beckon mages and alchemists to aid us in understanding this threat, clergy of Canon to guide our men in faith, and those of skill with a blade or craft of any kind. We enforce no policy of discrimination, nor will the undead whence they strike.

 

Send a bird destined for Markev, Hunghaga or Sennisten, and I, Hadrian Clovannus, will find it and seek you. Otherwise, may the Sun Smile upon your path, and your shield wall blunt all blows.

 

Knight-Errant d’Allemagne, Hadrian Clovann.”

 

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[King of Cartography 546]

Evert Lyons wishes these brave heroes good fortune!

 

Did you know that down in the Yatl wastes it's so cold your feet can freeze and fall off, your mind can start to wander and even the thought of a warm fire can reduce you to tears. What can you do in such a situation? give up and give in to the cold? abandon all hope and flee to the warm embrace of the north? There is only one option.

 

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[Whatever Character Xarkly pulls outta nowhere to run for maer] 1652

[TheWyrdWolf 1532]

Valeria Soulheart takes the missive in hand, her golden gaze glowing in the dim light of the tavern as she scans the worn parchment at her fingers. She smiles before placing the missive back upon a nearby noticeboard and turning off to make her preparations. "And so it begins." she muses to herself. "These men and women of the Knights Errant are exactly the type of fighting force this world needs. Brave men and women who would act as the bulwark against the darkness, men and women who would put themselves in harms way and stand where others will not."

 

The Ascended Warrior rests a hand upon the hilt of her blade as she looks out over the horizon. "It will be an honour to fight by their side in the days to come."

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

Julia readies her horse along with the rest of the caravan, to make the trip south. Whatever waited for them, she would stand beside her new brothers and sisters.

[sandey0000 216]

Karl Amador would look at his nails "If they offered me, around.. five hunderd minas then me and my Seekers will come..

[ThatGuy_777 220]

A gruff, short dark elf runs the plated digits of his gauntlet through his white beard. Grumbling incoherently to himself long after the speaker had departed. Slumped in a lone, creaky bench as he tarried.

"..."

Practically leaping atop the bench, the armored figure would force the wood to splinter. Quickly acknowledging the sound by hopping down, he would grasp his towershield. Towing it along as he took off in stride.

"Yet 'nother chance I see..."

[gandalfo 1452]

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

 

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