[Event] Leviathan Falls

[Valannor 6344]

 

[!] Valdor, The Praetorian, and Aurifex, The Promethean Flame, engaging the Leviathan in close combat to stay its wrath upon the Seeker’s Ark.

 

 

 

 

It was with great urgency that those beholden to the Order of the Golden Lion set underway to the Hinterlands of the West, for soon were their holdings in the region to come under assault by the Under-dweller menace of the Mori’quessir. Smoke belched into the air from gargantuan smokestacks as a floating fortress set into motion; The Seeker’s Ark, a battleship matched only by the mighty Dwedsmark and laden with the most advanced machinery that could be mustered in the age. Soon the vessel broke into waters stained grey with ash, the skies choked with a crimson haze of blood and soot, the seas at a tepid simmer of unnatural heat which broke beneath the churning water wheels which gave the ship motion. It was not long, when the crew began to rumble about the haunting waters, before a massive serpent erupted from the depths… The Leviathan. Stretching a length in excess of even the largest dragons, the wrathful serpent set upon the ironclad with a ferocity unseen since the flight of mighty Cloudbreaker. The cannons of Cadia soon spewed fire and vitriol, manned by such individuals as Lord Jarad Munnel and Hana Starbreaker, alongside Reosa and Foeg’lor. The serpent would be forced beneath the waves soon enough, alchemical shells shearing scales from its body and tearing chunks from its length… but this would not be the end of the assault. 

 

Magickally imbued things rose from the water, clambering aboard the ship with boarding hooks as their leviathan was brought to heel. Incidents of accidental friendly fire would see some members of the crew momentarily crippled, while the Custodians Aurifex and Valdor set about clearing their ilk from the deck - with honorable Bolvar shielding the Keeper from an early grave, taking a prisoner in turn. It was when the boarders were silenced that the Leviathan arose once more, and with a mighty gout of boiling, superheated water struck the Sea Prince, Feanor Sylvaeri, from the forecastle; though the Sea Prince would take his pound of flesh in turn before he was incapacitated. Aurifex, unprompted, would valiantly surge along the deck with the roar of pistons and pumping vessels - leaping forth into the maw of the Leviathan and beginning to tear it apart with but a simple hammer. Valdor would soon join his brother, as both automatons would engage the Leviathan in close quarters where both faced the mortal danger of the fathoms below. As weregild they took the beast’s tongue wholesale, being vomited upon the deck. It would be Jarad Munnel and Foeg’lor who silenced the beast once and for all, their cannon shearing its head from its body and sending it to the Deep where it would become food for the scavengers. 

 

A harpoon would pierce into the metal hull of the bridge, interrupting what was thought to be a moment of respite. Pulling itself to the deck, a towering Dreadknight would emerge, wielding a greatblade and vowing to slay all before it. A sapphire star would kindle in the sky, and so stepped forth the intrepid Faen, alongside his brothers in Bolvar, Valdor, and kin - wielding the lance of the incapacitated Keeper. Emboldened by the grandiose light which kindled the Ember in their souls, he would lead the charge - battered and bruised, ultimately ending the imprisoned spirit with the aid of his kin. The gaze of all would be drawn, however, to the beating of wings… for the wicked dragon Vlos was not yet keen to let them reach the safety of Bi’al - their destination.

 

 

With the reality of the situation setting in, all applied themselves fully to their captain’s decree, flooding coal into the boilers to urge the ship onwards, faster and faster, ever-eager to escape the talons of the beast. Narrow was their flight, the dragon’s jaws grazing the hull of the boat ‘ere it was forced to depart, scorning the light which shone over the Hinterlands as the dominion of the Lord of Sunlight. Injured, wounded but unbroken, the Seeker’s Ark and its crew would find safe harbor at last. 

 

Here would be founded the last bulwark, forged in defiance of fate. 

 

 

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The specifics of this post, e.g names and identities are not considered public knowledge. Many thanks to Werew0lf and NorthTitans for running this phenomenal event and kicking off the Amaethean struggle against the Mori!

[TeawithFrisket 2613]

“I hate big lizards, ESPECIALLY WITH THREE HEADS!!!!”

 

The Shieldess yelled