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Back up. Since im gonna have more time soon. Look forward to a post by my tonight/ your tomorrow.
Still here just not able to use my laptop atm. Work carried over to home as well. It's been busy.
Or I wished that was true. Been plagued with bad issues again this month. Lets and lots of annoying technical issues. posts will be up shortly now that things are fixed. INtro posts for you guys will be up and Rhavenna's combat will continue I will probably post two rounds worth of actions so we can speed this up..
Lol I just leveled up because everyone else was already up a lvl but I am still trying to use lvl 2 stuff until morning. :) Hexa follows the crowd ;)
I'll get you guys in a just a couple hours! Stay tuned!
Haven't forgotten about ya all, still struggling with some work stuff here. May gloss over this overly complicated fight scenario we have so we can keep going forward. Especially since the Golem Calvary is on its way... Give me 3 hrs and I will have a post up. So come back in the AM your time please~
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9 Slaver #2
2 - Aslan
The groups surprise attack elicit's shouts of surprise as one of the raiders own slumps to the earth. Tidus's ashen arrow crumbling to dust in their back. The one in the rear turns to take Aslan's charge with obvious dismay on their face as the mountain-sized woman barrels down on them... The one with the lead rope ducks behind the ancient stones and Rhavenna's arrow glances off as the three lead raiders turn to assess the situation. With the River running underfoot the two sides begin to face off. However, the Raiders don't appear to stop moving, though the young centaurs appear to be struggling with their captor's. Pulling on their lead and trying to break free.
The raider (Teal) steps back, abandoning (light green) his fallen companion so as to line up with (Dark Blue those still on their feet and forming a block on the bridge to stop Aslan. He raises a metal shield and readies himself to repel the larger woman. Once Aslan was on the bridge she would be the only one who could fit while the Raiders held that defensive line. The one in the lead (Purple) turns, pulling back her hood and revealing a scarred face. She looks absolutely furious and pulls out a white curved blade from underneath her cloak. Spoiler:
Taking up your missed shot Tidus takes hold of his Ashen bow and summons up another arrow from nothingness. He takes aim at the one holding the lead ropes and hits him in the shoulder. The arrow flares to life singing the man and visibly leaving him staggering away. Though struggling with the centaur youths is becoming harder now that he is injured. Lining up with his companion in the rear and in the middle of the bridge, the (Dark Blue) Raider uses his metal shield and stands in a defensive way like his companion. Both ready to receive Aslan's attack. Neither looks at their fallen companion at all as they ready to face the Mountain woman. Aslan moves towards the raiders until she is standing on the chest of the fallen, she roars in their faces completely unafraid of the danger as she bears her large runic greatsword in hand and swings at the enemy. Hoping to cleave them in twain! Aslan:
Despite their defensive stances, Aslan's strength and skill with a blade are far more superior. The Raiders shield doesn't even soften the blow as her longer blade cleaves into the man's shoulder. Slashes down his chest and sends him to the ground in a heap, spraying blood as he falls. His companion gives out a shriek as another companion falls...
Thank you, internet is sporadic at work. Trying to find a good spot so I can use my computer for map/post update. Haven't forgotten about you all.
Yep, unless I click on it won't show any updates on the PM box. I REALLY hope it improves soon, I'm still not sure how you find you Online Campaigns profile without just using your old bookmarks. But I have responded Havoc :)
No problem, I was meaning the updates. not you bud lol. Its more difficult to get to the campaign page, thankfully the link leading to my overall page isn't changed but... can't access a lot fo things right now. Guess Paizo will be going down again to fix bugs :p
yeah, I'm kind of on the fence whether I like this or not yet. but not like we do much about it now, shrugs. Rodger that though still working on trying to get some players rounded up.
No. I'm just having a rough time at the moment. However, I am making progress on what I want to to do with this. Expect an update tonight. Dealing with an entire house with the flu. I'll but down the issues, I have right now so we can get moving. If there is anything you want to change with your characters please do so. But this isn't over, I just need to get my head straight.
Trying to be haha. So I have the map and Surprise round post up in the main thread. Looks like the whole website changed. Looks interesting lol
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Despite the distance, despite moving far quicker than normally safe to do so... The group manages to close the distance before the human raiders were able to reach the forest. This far across the plains though meant more obstacles such as deep cuts in the hills from slow flowing but deep rivers. There were also a few trees interspersed in the area but where your small party chooses to ambush the raiders is right as they leave what little cover there was and started crossing an old stone bridge. With the bridge and close quarters, their sole advantage was turned into a disadvantage. Leaving only a need to reduce their numbers. Closing in unseen and still astride Rhavenna's generous back. Tidus draws out his Bow of Ashes and takes aim with one of his arrows at a man in the rear. The shot couldn't have been made more easily, he waits long enough for each of you to get ready before releasing his arrow. Spoiler:
Tidus's surprise attack drops one of the man in the rear, who doesn't even give a cry as he collapses into the worn stone of the bridge. Aslan, with a battle cry, breaks cover and moves towards the raiders with her large runic blade in hand. The fierce smile on her face enough to make anyone rethink standing against the crazed larger warrior. Rhavenna...
Nvm, just got cleared I can do more now. Finally, boring as hell sitting still. Granted my own fault for tearing my stitches in the first place. -.-; Complicated a minor surgery by doing too much. Woo. Post incoming! Hopefully I can gather three more players soon.
Post in the Am. Should be discharged from the hospital soon. Ugh. Working on recruiting some folks but no bites yet. It's on the eve of the slow down of another game. So not surprising as we are getting a new gm over there. Wishing you well. Apologies for the wait.
Tidus nods and looks at you both. "So whats the plan? Charge in from behind and take as many as we can down with a surprise attack?" Aslan smiles. "I like that plan." Tidus grimaces as he joking replies. "You would." Before looking back at the slowly retreating forms some distance away. "If they make it to the woods we'll be at a disadvantage. If we take them in the open they can group up on us as well. I think the best bet is to sneak up on them and hit them from behind hard. No prisoners type of hit because if we show an ounce of mercy we'll get a pound of steel in the guts..." His tone is bitter and experianced.
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With the moon hanging above your heads it lit the way thankfully which, with Rhavenna and Aslan's speed the travel was quicker. Tidus, of course, held on tightly to Rhavenna's waist in an attempt to not bruise her equine backside with the swift pace. His boots tap Rhavenna's sides every now and again, more from the jarring then purposefully if confronted Tidus gives an apologetic look as the hours of travel wear him down. The maze-like crags and low hills were tough to traverse at first, especially in the dark like it was, but thankfully the darkness worked out to the group's advantage. Because a few miles into their travels was when the buzzing of a small swarm of Stirges, nine of the flying insects with their sharp proboscis and buzzing wings flew just overhead and luckily the flying blood-sucking pests didn't notice the group. Who had taken refuge among the crags rocky hollows. After that several miles passed by in a flash of clattering hooves, thumping boots and far mor rapid breaths. The combined survival knowledge of the group was enough not to get hopelessly lost among the barren and trackless landscape and though it cost them some traveling distance without a proper trail. Despite that, they passed by the obsidian rock that the dragonrider had spoken of on their way of out the caves long before the sun started to rise on the horizon. However scenes of carnage and combat were visible every now and again. Smashed and cut carapaces of large spiders littered some of the crags, their weapons slashed and their eggs crushed under what appeared to be a dozen hooves. One such scene was that of a trapdoor spider, that had been right in the groups way, that was apparently speared and dragged from it slair by the location of its injuries. Though it appeared to have died quickly and brutally... A few more hours pass and with the sun on the horizon, the group broke free of the crags and onto the low Hills of the Nomen and plains which made travel easier. It was shortly after reaching these lowlands that the group spotted another possible threat at a fair distance away. Tidus pointing it out to Aslan and Rhavenna... In the distance you spied what looked to be six humanoids who had lashed and bound two centaurs between them, these centaurs were around the size of an older and a younger foal. The foals were not only bound but a rough looking sack was pulled over and tied around their heads as the humanoids led them away from the plains and headed east towards a distant and forboding forest. It appeared that the Humanoids and their captives had just passed over the ancient road you were searching for before you spotted them. But they were steadily making their way away from you as you watched them progress... Aslan grunts, surveying the land before saying. "Let's kill'em, never liked meat traders. Bloody Cowards all." She spits on the ground in disgust. Tidus being level-headed leans over to say quietly in Rhavenna's ear, since he was still seated on her equine back. "Could be a trap... More we didn't see and were running a little ragged here." Despite riding on Rhavenna, Tidus was more tuckered out from trying to not fly off her during the swift travel. Aslan grunts. "Just keep clinging to her if ya tired little ole' Tidy-Whitey, we'll take care of the big scary Raiders for ya." She was all smiles at trying to put Tidus down. In response Tidus sighs muttering. "Sure and let you get all the glory. Assland."
Tidus hesitates momentarily before adjusting his swords before nimbly jumping up unto your back. He slides up behind your human-like torso and wraps his strong arms around your waist. "I don't mind not having to walk. So lead the way, Boss." He adds the last part in a sly joking way. Aslan grimaces before nodding in agreement. "Be glad she's willing to let ya ride her, short legs. This is why normal folk can't compare to us thoroughbreds." Aslan flexes her inhuman muscles, despite being stuck between forms her Bear-Human Hybrid form had its advantages. Tidus grunts at Aslan's jabbing before asking the most obvious question. "So we heading east or taking the maze of crags and hills?"
Immediately outside the cave is the open area you had passed through to reach it and there, at its center were the bones of a centaur. Picked clean of every bit of flesh, muscle and even parts of its bones were broken. Possibly from injuries incurred during a struggle.Around it lay bits of its armor which was in small pieces around it. The Dragonrider waits for you all to clear before closing the doorway behind you. Before he does he gives you some advice to aid in your travels. "Head east until you find the old road, then follow that north until you reach Lenusya. Move quickly now."
"Spiders..." THe elven man grunts as he sets the tail down, obviously overhearing your talk of leaving at least. "Just remember them, they are tricky and trapdoor spiders are known in the warren of ridges here. Those are the worst for someone of your size. So you'll need..." He moves behind the copper dragon, rummaging around with an unseen chest or boxes before reappearing. He was holding a plain grey cloak. "... This, this will allow you move more unseen through the area. If you can ambush one and kill it quickly, do so. That way it can't hunt you later. It isn't rare that the Creeping Darkness seeks food in the forest nearby." Cloak of Elven Kind:
These cloaks of famed elven design are enhanced to reflect the wearer’s surroundings, aiding him in blending in with any terrain. When this plain gray cloak is worn with the hood drawn up around the head, the wearer gains a +5 competence bonus on Stealth checks.
He hands it over to you and gives Tidus one last lingering look, a significantly worrisome one. Which Tidus returns with an equal amount of levelness. Finally, the Elven man sighs. "Best of luck too you... Both, if you return here. Light a fire on the ridge east of here, it's black as obsidian and is easy to find."
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With that said he continues to work over the dragons limbs, his tall frame managing to move the dragons limbs. He does it without complaining, sweat pouring down his forehead as he moved all around the dragons still form. Laying the limbs back down each time as best he could. He didn't even notice when Aslan slipped away silently. Her face unreadable. Tidus was no longer as skeptical as he was before. Merely standing there with his arms folded across his chest. When he saw Rhavenna's battered emotions he commented quietly. "'More pain then Hask-Ultharan and more stubborn then a Zastevalian...'" He frowns. "This land is a tormented thing, though many choose to stay. To stubborn or just unwilling to leave." "If you plan on staying here I will stay with you..."
"None. Everything I've tried has failed and I fear to leave him alone. However, I believe its a curse, a powerful one..." He sets down one of the dragons massive legs and lays a hand on the side of its head. Rubbing the scales on its still and breathing form affectionately. "Now I'm... not strong enough... to move him away from here." The words come out in a choked manner, it was obviously hard for him to admit his weaknesses. The hopelessness of his situation is apparent but he smiles grimly as he speaks. "So we make our stand here. Alongside the Nomen." He lifts the dragons head, grunting as he does so and works its neck muscles as best he can. Speaking between grunts as he did so. "It's a stalemate now. Food has dwindled, they're beginning to starve and so will we. In the meantime, I burn their nests to damage their strength. Though they build more I will burn them again and again."
Tidus returns Rhavenna's look and slides his sword back into its sheath with an audible clack. Aslan, seeing Tidus and Rhavenna's reactions seems to settle down more as well. "So, ya choose to stay here and die slowly. Ya said yourself, your protecting a corpse. If its mind is gone then end it and be done with it." Her words come out harsh and biting, her usual bright and cheery self. Though the sweating elven man looks up and his gaze is piercing, so much so that Aslan goes rigid. "Don't chastise me Mountain Lord when your domain is in chaos as well. You don't know what we faced but you may yet find out." Aslan starts to look more and more angrier with every word, but before she can get anything in edge wise he adds. "When you do, you you will run. Especially if you stand alone..." The finality of his words is like a blade, cutting and deep. Aslan bows up then, obviously not taking warning with grace. "Feh, let it come..." She stops speaking when his gaze hardens. "Follow me, i'll show you the fate that awaits some. Not all experience such mercy." He says the last word bitterly. He stands, turning on his heel and heads around the water pools for the alcove he just built when you all arrived. The place where one relieves oneself. Which was always strangely immaculate... He disappears through it, not looking back to see if anyone was following... Aslan angrily follows after him, squeezing into the alcove and disappearing behind the overgrown cave mushrooms that obscured the opening. If you follow: The opening leading to the cave below has a set of stairs that lead down, something no one could see unless you leaned out and looked to the right of the cave opening. The slime that inhabits the cave seems to be avoiding everyone like they were diseased or terrifying. Running for whatever corner it could find if approached. Not acting at all like they normally would. The cavern, though not very vast, winds and twists to another set of crude stairs leading up into an obscured and dark cavern, which was absolutely massive. As it needed to be for what it housed. Which was a huge copper dragon, its still form was slumped onto its side with its tail curled around itself and its legs tucked up underneath it. However it's easily seen that it was posed this way, none of its limbs appear to have been moved under its own power and, except for the slight rise and fall of its massive chest, it didn't appear to have moved much. The elven man approaches slowly, growing in size once more before he picks up one massive clawed leg and moves it back and forth in natural motions. Despite the weight of the task he does so without complaint. As he switches from leg to leg he quietly says. "Every night i'm able I am here, trying to keep him from degrading. For many years now, decades perhaps. I... I guess I stopped keeping track..." Though its legs and digits appeared in good shape, the dragons wings had degraded, so many years without flight had left them in a battered state. Unexercised and looking gnarled from decay. Though, unsurprisingly, the dragons horns and scales seem pristine though, washed and taken care of. There is little else in the chamber, save for suits of heavy plated barding, a long lance and other bits of gear for riding a dragon perhaps...
He looked troubled as he nods, the beaded sweat on his brow falling as he did. He wipes the sweat away as he speaks. "I understand, wait until dawn though. Spiders are more then likely on the prowl. Vicious beasts have a paralyzing venom in their bite." He pauses as muffled sounds start to enter the closed cave. The dense rock wall makes it hard to make out without moving closer to the entrance. But he isn't distracted long before he adds. "If you must go... now. Then don't underestimate them..."
Np. Despite my lack of writing this campaign has been on my mind. I've been spending several hours writing in realm works. An online DM database to keep my thoughts straight. Since I'm prone to computer failures. -_- And it helps, a lot. I'm not very comfortable bringing others in just yet so I will stick to 1PvE for now until I have the campaign settled more clearly.
He nods at Your explination, a rueful grin on his face when you talk of being a merc. "The land of your forebearers has changed much. Aside from the Nomen I don't know what has happened in the east where the herds reside. Though... the Blades are just north by North East of here surrounding a town known once as Lenusya..." He frowns then. "Though the town is no more, it is a breeding ground for fell necromancer's and their undead puppets." He seems tense as he adds a vague warning. "I
You are part of a Mercenary band "Blades of Death", The Blades were hired by the Lord of Orlov for unknown reasons that Hawk never disclosed... Meeting Tidus at the Haunted Castle and clashing with the hobgoblin raiders and their mutated mounts. You broke off from the group to pursue a beast 'Aslan' that had brutal mowed down a band of hunters. Tracking to Grenalf and the hiding villagers. You've been, unsuccessfully, trying to retrace the band across the Icerimes and been running into obstacle after obstacle.
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Tidus watches the man, his steel still a few inches out of the sheath, clearly he is undecided as to whether he is still a threat or not. He slips a glance at Rhavenna, looking at how she was reacting at this moment. Aslan appears ready to just leave, she has returned her sword to its scabbard. Clearly not interested in the mad ravings of a former elven dragonrider. "Pfft What drivel."
Tidus's eyebrows steadily rise and he inches a blade out of its sheath in response to the madness he's witnessing before him. Aslan scoffs loudly at the madman before her as he continues his ramblings. Much to her annoyance.
The ragged voice rises loudly pounding his chest as he speaks. "We should have been there then. We had a responsibili-" The water seems to boil now as the hardened voice cuts himself off. "To protect him not some confused Half-horses!" He staggers back in shock in dismay before retorting. "So we are cowards, who can't protect more then one thing?" The hardened voice looks ready to tear its own hair out as it rages. "Cowards! The last copper Dragon of Iobaria! Yes, Yes, YES! He is more important than horses more apt to kill one another then band together. They are worse then these backwards human tribesman!" The water becomes smooth as the ragged voice returns calmer and waves a hand over the water partially dispelling the image. Which visibly resists. "Enough! No more specisist insults from an addled malady of the MIND!" But the hardened voice, now greatly diminished but hissing venom. "Mark me. It'll happen again. She'll repeat her ancestor's sins upon the herd. This time though..." He begins to fade, eyes narrow and piercing like daggers for Rhavenna. "... they won't be able to flee... from what they did..." He waves his hand again and this time the image of himself wavers before it falls, like it had been cut down with a sword. The elven man falls to his knees as well. Clearly exhausted with sweat running down his neck from the mental undertaking. When he finally collects himself he remains where his is and says rather calmly as he stares into the water. "I was a Dragonrider, once long ago, sworn to aid Grenalf Faldirk and the Paladins of the Priory you escaped from. To aid in the resurrection of a New Ioberian Kingdom and to drive out the creator of her woes." He was trying to steady his ragged breathing then. "During our final battle's the enemy turned his sights on our allies among the herd. They sought to destroy your kind, cripple our momentum and failed partially because of great sacrifice. We sought to aid the last of your tribe over the mountains and out of their reach and... We almost failed." He pauses, visibly shaking. "The sent a herald to destroy your kind. We lost all but a handful and We were struck from the skies when it ki-" He swallows, hard. "Tried to kill ou- my Dragon companion. But the bond prevented it at a heavy cost. Madness." He turns to look at you, his eyes far kinder then they had been. "Seeing you here, now. Means that great change is coming, when they crippled the herds our momentum was gone. Our cause, abandoned by both allies, bonded and bannermen." He turns completely now, laying his weapons on the cave floor in plain view as he asks. "Why do you come?"
Haha working on heading back to work in a couple of hours But indeed the 1st we will pick back up. Thanks for sticking around. :)
About to resume once new years is past. Apologies and hope you had a great holiday!
However, due to holidays, I don't mind if you guys post after Jan 1st. If you guys want me to discontinue this then please let me know. Thanks!
Back online. Will start regular posts in a couple hours. Still trying to get regular posting to maintain. Doing some work in town but just got home.
"It hurts to remember..." He struggles for breath, kneeling on the rock floor. "The bond was shattered by that Thing. It knocked us from the skies.... Faldirk... Faldirk and Serra stood against it alone..." His voice was so ragged that he starts swaying where he kneeled as if he were passing out. "We... We... No... No... NO! -!" He babbles nonsensically for a moment, about running, falling and running farther. His words come so quick that its hard to understand What he is saying even. His hands fall from his head and he stands upright with frightening speed. His eyes were wide open, He stares at each of your faces in turn before a strange expression. He looks to the water before turning his back to you all and casts his gaze over the watery pools behind him. Rising out of the water is the hardened elf, who glares at everyone assembled before him. Sneering at Rhavenna the most before looking to himself standing on the bank of the pool. The hardened elf's voice returns. "We are still too weak, too fragile for this." The ragged voice. "We will manage, it's time we stopped hiding." The hardened voice, grows quieter. "We hide, We survive. Others are trouble. The Dvezda bring to those that aid them." He points out Rhavenna then before spitting into the water. The ragged voice, a little stronger now. "Death still tries to consume them. We swore an oath." The hardened voice, angered. "Damn the Oath! They abandoned us!" The ragged voice, louder more boldly pronouncing as he kicks the watery pool. "Wrong! We abandoned Them, when they needed us." The hardened voice, quiet again. "... You remember." The ragged voice. "We remember. We lost our bond, fell from the skies and, in our fright, we ran away." The hardened voice. "We saved Him-!" The ragged voice, growing stronger and harder. "We let him fade. Rot away in these caverns. Death would have been better than this." The water's ripple from where he stands on the shore as the hardened voice says in outrage. "I protected us. You fled into darkness. He still breathes because of me-" The ragged voice changes, it is one nwo calm. "You? You forget We are the same vessel. He wouldn't want to exist like that. Our selfishness led to his suffering, endlessly while the Nomen died for no reason." The hardened voice was shakened then. "It will happen again! And it will be her fault!" The one standing over the water points accusingly at Rhavenna then.
Som still no word from Rowan, sadly, normally he doesn't flake out like this. But it happens. Mai and Livain are of course gone from the boards as far as I can tell. Post incoming. Apologies for the long wait.
Yeah, trying to. I swear I go to work fine and come home and my kids get me sick like every month. I got a winter flu atm. Then some moose wiped out our internet sat dish at home. Apparently they thought it was a back scratcher. -.- Hopefully you had a good holiday. :)
You did and sorry I missed it, been having some health issues. Which are kicking my ass at the moment. But finally on the mend and contending with this auto log off every 5 mins on the Paizo site right now. :/ ut postedf in main thread. Going to start recruitment once I am back at work on monday. Going to keep this moving and thanks for still being here.
"Somewhat..." He rubs his temples. "But why... Why am I here... Better yet wher-" He grips the side of his head with a pained gasp. He literally crumples to the floor, his breaths ragged as he brings his other hand around to the other side of his head. Gripping his head with white knuckle intensity as his breaths come in short gasps. Aslan arcs an eyebrow and edges her blade back out of its sheathe. "Just in case..." Tidus looks undecided but holds his ground between everyone and the now rather strange elf kneeling on the floor.
Still here, was waiting for responses, haven't been able to get ahold of Aslan in awhile now. So pressing on.
The elven man's face was one of complete confusion. "What? Why...?" He lifted his weapons and looked at them before dropping them in a moment of fear. His head thumped a low point of the ceiling making him whirl in confusion. "Wait, how am I?!" His size wavered, erratically before he suddenly shrank again. When he did he gave a start stumbling back, before tripping over his own feet and sitting heavily down on his normal 'sitting' rock. He looks to you all then, from face to face. His next words a complete surprise. "Who are you? What was I doing? I... Can't remember anything since..." He puts his head in his hands. "No... Thats. Everything is... Confused, faded." Spoiler:
"Where is... Where is... Fruvyn...?" He looked at you all then, his eyes focused. Except his eyes fell completely on Rhavenna, his jaw going slack. "What are You doing here? How?"
Mai and Livain Last response post to you guys from me. >.O Just in case your still following. Rhavenna ?????:
The intensity shifts back to the fire. Which he is literally stirring up with his bare hand now. Untouched by the flames. "To save what was left of your herd. Fools all, honor, loyalty and what did it get them? Death... ButYou..." He points at Rhavenna with blackened ash covered fingers. ... you are..." His pause is sudden, confused, like he had forgotten what he was going to say. "... what's left... but..." He looks up then. He stands up, his size turning giant once more as he turns towards the three of you. Mainly looking at Rhavenna. "Yet here you are. Back in Ioberia's grasp." He balls his hand into a fist, his knuckles creaking just as Tidus steps between you both. "That's enough..." Tidus voice was low and menacing as he draws his blades, it was clear he was more then serious. ???:
The elven man's form shrinks a little at the confrontation with Tidus, though he doesn't step back. "Oh the abomination speaks! You can't protect her with swor..." Tidus cuts him off pointing at him with one of his drawn blades. "Shut Up! Not another word or...!" Tidus was fired up, angrier then ever before. The strange sounds outside the rock wall had died down, the scrapping and clawing has been replaced with stillness. Aside from the anger rising in this chamber...
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