The brawlers show that they are unarmed and unarmored. Pulling off their masks, they revealed their altered faces: ears cut off, eyes without lids and cuts on their throats, similar to Filauria's. They remove their trinkets, rings and cloaks, and toss them toward the party.
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Sienna goes over to Cyna. "You alright?"
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"Not really." Cyna answers before wandering back to the gate to keep an eye out for more undead.
Sienna follows behind Cyna. She keeps quiet until the ranger is ready to talk.
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Kelarth eyes the eidolon before she disappears. He then turns to Drago. "I suppose you are one of those Summoners I've heard about. Curious..." Filauria flinches as Arista heals her, clinging tightly to the dragon's arm. "It's alright, Filauria. She means no harm." Kelarth unlocks the door to the building. It appears to be the dragon's home, but you notice many dragon skulls adorning the walls. Weapon racks, filled with an assortment of implements of war made of dragon bone line the walls. "Amareth! There are some people here to see you." A young elven girl with delicate green tattoos walks into the foyer. Her eyes are a bright green, but they are cold and unflinching. She looks at the party then makes some hand gestures to Kelarth. "She wants to know what you want." -Posted with Wayfinder
She looks from the girl to Kelarth, "Is she.....your daughter? Tell her we just want for her to go with the two of you to a safe place until we've killed Vencious." She looks between them with a curious expression on her face.
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"No, she is not ours, but she is the daughter of a green dragon," Kelarth says. "I found her wandering the woods alone when I arrived on Zahvroma."
Kelarth signs Arista's desires to Amareth. She quickly signs back angrily. "She does not wish to leave. The blade is hers and she wishes to personally reclaim it."
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She looks at Amareth and speaks to her directly, "I will not tell you that you're not allowed to go. Especially when it's something that's so important to you. I will however tell you that we are going to a very very dangerous place and if you're going to go with us you have to promise me that you'll be careful. I just.....I don't want anything bad to happen to you. Okay?" Looking back at Kelarth she asks, "Since she wants to go, would the two of you like to come with us, or would you like to continue on to Valwick with the others? Either way is fine, and if you wish to go on to Valwick I will personally see to it that she stays safe. I will allow nothing to harm her. The choice however is yours."
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Drago kept quiet during the exchange, trying to make sense of what the buried emotions he was feeling. Clearly my Father's blood has a memory of Dragons. He thought to himself. Understandable, but still...
Shrinking back to her normal statuasque height, Sādhanā stands before Amareth, sheathing Oblivion. "I promise you....one bladebearer to another, that I will see you hold your sword again. My name is Sādhanā, and I wield Oblivion. I've met each of the other bladebearers, and it is an honor to meet you Amareth."
Filauria, Amareth and Kelarth share a flurry of signs before Kelarth turns to Arista and Sādhanā. "Amareth says the honor is hers. She is well aware of the dangers that your path poses, since she had been taken by Vencious not long ago. It is a matter of her pride, so Filauria and I will go to this Valwick place, if you deem it safe. Perhaps she may learn more of her other heritage in your company."
Suddenly thinking of something she addresses Kelarth again, "Is there a place we can lock up those last three bastards? They've surrendered, so I can't kill them....but, I can't just let them go either and there's nothing against me leaving them locked up somewhere with no food or water."
She holds out her hand to Kelarth, "You have my word that she'll be safe with us. When this all over...which will hopefully be very soon. I only have about two months left before I'm a completely useless git on the battlefield....anyways, when it's over we'll bring her safely back to you. Valwick is about as safe as it gets....we'll hopefully be home soon and then we'll make sure it stays that way."
"I would say here if the door could be secured by more than a lock," Kelarth answers. "Otherwise, I know not. Amareth is free to return to Filauria and I if she so chooses after your quest. Perhaps she may want to go elsewhere afterward."
She nods and turns to Amareth, "Well then, I guess you best get your things so we can get ready to go. What you choose to do after we get you back to your blade and things are made right again is up to you." She thinks for a while, "I'm not sure what to do with them, I just don't want them ending up in Valwick or somewhere else they can do harm." She looks at Sadhana, "I'm tired and I can't think, what do you think we should do with this scum?"
Amareth nods and goes to another room. She returns with a backpack, a shirt made of dragon scales and a dragon bone longsword. She then nods at Arista.
She nods at Amareth, "Wow...that's pretty impressive armor and weaponry you have there. I noticed there was a lot of things here made from dragon bone....plus some of the decor....it had me kind of curious." She looks from Amareth to Kelarth and back again.
Thinking for a moment Sādhanā glances over at Ylrhea. "Shadow plane? I'm inclined to take the thumbs from thier sword hands as well."
"If you didn't notice, love, they only punched at us," Ylrhea says. "I guess Vencious didn't trust them with weapons either."
"Yeah, definitely been a long day." the magus shakes her head chuckling. "What do you think about stranding them there with just thier wits though?"
"I...I am a dragon hunter," Kelarth says. "I do not come from Vesaria but a place where only the strong survive...to honor Tiamat. Men were like cattle and dragons warred against each other to earn her favor. Color mattered not...or, if it did matter, I was not living then. Then horrors from beyond descended on our world. The Great Old One, Cthulhu, had awoken and brought forth death. Yet, somehow, before the world was scattered like ashes to the wind, I was drawn away by some power...something greater than Cthulhu or Tiamat and I found myself in Lakkara...with my trophies and weapons. Something from this place called to me, so I journeyed here. I met Filauria shortly after I arrived in Zahvroma. That's is another tale, I believe."
"I suppose we can do that. Who knows? They might fit in with faces like that," Ylrhea says.
She thinks for a moment, "It sounds like something similar that happened to someone else that we know that is relatively new here as well." She shakes her head, "Not a lot makes much sense to me anymore, but I was essentially asleep for like five hundred years....so....yeah, sometimes things get lost on me as well. Before I slept, I fought devils, demons, Orcs, and other evils. Zahvroma is my home, always has been. I mean to see it restored....eventually. I....I just want a safe place for my child to grow up in. A place without constant war and destruction...I know some is inevitable at times....but we are due for some peace." She places a hand over her stomach as if cradling the life within her, "Alright....lets deal with these total tools and then get on the road. I want to get the others through this part and well on their way to Valwick, and us on our way to the tower before nightfall. Hopefully at some point some rest as well." She stifles a yawn as she turns to walk out of the building.
Snickering Sādhanā gives Ylrhea a wink. That dry sense of humor was something she loved.
"One we look forward to hearing at a less dire time." the magus says smiling.
Taking a couple of potion bottles out of her bandolier she hands them to Kelarth, "Here...take these. These two are Cure Moderate Wounds, and these two are Cure Light Wounds. Go ahead and use those to make sure you make it back to Valwick safely. You both still look pretty bad, and I'd feel better about you both travelling if you looked a little healthier. Sorry to be a pest about stuff...but I can't seem to help myself right now."
Looking at Sadhana she asks, "Can we go now? I really want to get back to Siphas and start getting these people moving. I still have that message to give Rikali for Alethiro. It'll have to do until I can get back home to him." She sighs as she wraps an idle finger around one of her curls.
Ylrhea goes outside to where the brawlers are waiting. She cuts a hole into the Shadow Realm. "Alright, off you go. Hopefully, we don't see you again."
The brawlers offer the gnome an odd look of gratefulness as they walk into the rift. Kelarth and Filauria watches as they depart. "We shall wait here until you return."
"Part of me hopes they do better with their new life," Ylrhea comments as the rift closes. "Alrighty, back to Siphas?"
"Yeah, the sooner we get everyone gathered up and on the move the better."Sādhanā replies. "If they can make something worthwhile of thier lives over there, more power to them." she muttrs staring at the spot where the shadow portal closed.
She nods and looking at Sadhana says, "So are we gonna just send them on through, or are we gonna come back through with them to make sure there aren't any problems and get them safely to this other gate? If we're coming back here, then Amareth can wait here for us if she wants or she can just go with us now. I don't know...I guess I'm just feeling a little anxious. Sorry..."
"I just mean in case the zombies manage to dig their way out?"
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"I think seeing them past the other gate is a good idea, if only to ensure the zombie containment issue." Sādhanā agrees.
She looks at Amareth, "In that case, do you wish to come with us now....or wait till we get back to leave with us?"
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Amareth points towards where you came from.
She smiles, "Okay, well lets go then. We'll give you all a couple minutes to say goodbye. We'll be outside whenever you're ready to go okay? I have a feeling you've been itching to get at that jerkface for a while now."
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Amareth shakes her head and starts walking toward the wooden gate. Kelarth just shrugs. "She has yet to form any attachments. She is bitter about what Vencious had done to her and that's all her heart has space for."
"I have something of an idea of what that's like." Drago said as he took Yulia's hand lovingly to help banish memories of Chalandra.
She nods as she walks after the girl, "Don't worry, we'll be alright. We all have our share of demons to deal with."
"We'll put him in the ground, get your sword back and go from there, and woe to anything standing between us and him." Sādhanā says in a solemn yet comforting tone.
When you arrive back in Siphas, you see the gathered refugees sitting down to a small meal.
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Seeing them all eating she turns to Sadhana and Amareth, "While they're eating I'm going to go to the Inn and write a message to give to Rikali so that she can deliver it to Alethiro for me. Amareth, if you're hungry you can come with me and get something to eat."
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