The Battle Against Kiel Vuakudah

[Wizry 1221]

“O’ Purest dame, no help shall come to rescue thee this night. Thy false Lord’s star shines naught - what canst thou do, in the face of mine might?"

“If I were to cower in the face of thy master, I would have perished long ago. I shan’t go gently into the Night, slay me if thou wilt - when that sun sets in the west, I swear to thee; it shall rise anew."

- The Death of the Seawind Vestal at the hands of the Night Terror

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In the village of Darad Kezyah was a scene of catastrophic fighting. A limp tail laid on the table of the Tavern, with marks of malflame burning the interior. Cracked walls were seen and and burned chair-pieces littered the outdoors yet the victorious sign of Ruin was not seen. Instead, a campfire was established infront of the tavern, with a newly created yet simple banner in front of it that had come from an era beyond all of Celia'nor's bloodlines - so was the beacon of purity and virtue from a millenia ago that stood despite the destruction around it.

 

Yet a familiar comfort came over those that witnessed the Banner, a recollection of good hope that had came before the Age of Dragons. The Banner that had now come to encompass those of the Wayfarer Concordat - those that had come together to draw against Ruin and guard the Descendants. It was hoped that those who had came before now looked upon them to carry the charge.

 

A note was left behind however, carved into the wood of the tavern,

 

"Hello Frost-Mother,

Your Warlock ally, Kiel, perished at my hands at this very spot."

 

 

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Edited August 21, 2024 by Wizry

[Animael 1500]

A mage garbed in white watched over the fight, a defensive array held in existence throughout as they watched with rapt attention. Soaking up the techniques of both the demon and templar as they strategized and simulated how they would defeat either with greater efficiency. Of course... They were there to ensure that the demon did not leave alive. However, in the end she need not interfere.

[ThatFunkyBunch 2818]

A demon kicks back, opens up the papers and hums. 

 

"Free Reputation." The beast chirped Though why he sent a letter was beyond the demon.  It was a good fight. As it remembers something. "I got to go get blood runes on this spear hang on." 

 

And soon a letter arrives for Cathan. Perhaps in a moment of nostalgia, it sent word. 

 

"Scoreboards still 3-1 **** weed."