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"Vell met, Venture Captain Jorsal and company. Yngvar Sundheim at your service. Ve have returned with the crusaders as instructed. Ve freed them from the clutches of a Balmorak demon after fighting off dretches and a vermlek. I regret to inform you that Sir Illivan perished by the hand of a nabasu demon in a valiant attempt to allow us to get away from the demon horde. If not for his valiant act, ve vould have surely been overrun. As it vas, ve managed to escape alive moments before the onslaught of the horde. I am pleased to report that the rest of the company is present."
Round 1 "By the Fire of the Dawnflower, we will smite these demons!" Yngvar casts Bless upon his companions and a burst of good energy spreads out among his companions. Yngvar will then drop from his horse and clutch his cold iron scimitar as he prepares for battle.
Yngvar nods solemly as he hears Riegel's words. The half orc speaks true! After Rigel's inspiring words, the Ulfen cleric takes a deep breath and goes to speak with Sündr-dögünn. Yngvar speaks to her in his native tongue."Tilgi meg, min kjære, men kan du vennligst forklare meg hva som skjer her? Ingen synes å opptre normalt. Er vi under en mørk og ond magi som bringer om det verste i oss alle? Måtte Dawnflower lys brenne slike ting unna." Skald: "Forgive me, my dear, but can you kindly explain to me what is happening here? Nobody seems to acting normal. Are we under a dark and evil magic that brings about the worst in all of us? May the Dawnflower's light burn such things away."
Casting guidance on himself and hoping to work with the crusader, Yngvar makes an effort to bring Ilivan around. "Sir Ilivan, by the light of the Dawnflower and the Inheritor, you must tell me vhat is going on here! Ve need your experience and help. Talk to us and let us know vhat is happening! Talk to us, Sir!"
"when the shootin' starts, let's take down the dretches first, and fast. Focus on one at a time, then focus on the bigger one. Agreed?" "In the heat of battle, it may not be so simple, but taking doon dretches vill feel rather easy compared to destroying the Brimorak! I cannot see any easy way about this." "The bigger the better," the skald grins, "I'd rather have that one!" "You do have an Ulfen heart, my dear. Your courage is an inspiration to us all!"
"Blessed Sarenrae, guide me this day and this moment to bring your will into this world. This man is in your need of help. Send me, use me that I may help this man find his faith!" Yngvar casts guidance upon himself and turns to give Ilivan some words on faith. "Sir Ilivan, vhy did you not bring this up vith the commander? It is clear you have strong feelings about this. I'm sure she vould have velcomed your input and your experience." Yngvar pauses a moment before continuing. "Forgive me for being so direct, but have you looked vithin and listened to the voice vithin us all? The Dawnflower vill hear your vords and give you strength vhen needed. If you do not have some faith, this line of vork can be difficult. Ve must give of ourselves each and every day and trust to the forces of good that are unseen! The present moment is the only time ve are given and it is up to us to decide how ve use it. Do not vorry about the past and future, for the battle is fought in the now. Do not let the shadow darken your heart, my friend, for the enemy vould like to have it do so, but trust me when I say the forces of light are on our side and the light vill always prevail. Now, Sir Ilivan of Erages, vill you join us in the task laid before us and bring you vealth of experience to our company?"
"Nicely done, my dear, Sündr! I see you have had most excellent training. Now come closer and let me tend to those wounds." Yngvar gathers his companions and the villagers around. He then lifts his arms and declares in his native tongue, "Velsignet Dawnflower, med healing lys, lukke våre sår og reparere våre hjerter at vi har tur i ditt lys igjen!" Skald:
"Blessed Dawnflower, with your healing light, close our wounds and mend our hearts that we have walk in your light again!" The Ulfen priest channels positive energy in a 30 foot radius. A burst of radiant light brings healing energy throughout the area.
Once the villagers have been healed, Yngvar addresses them, "How are you my friends? How long have you had to endure such vretched demons?"
Yngvar comments to the peasant woman. "Do not fear my lady. The Dawnflower will forgive you for your actions, which is more than she will do for these vile creatures. They may be compelling you to attack at this moment, but with the blessed Sarenrae as my witness, I vill rid you of this evil at once!"
Yngvar casts guidance on himself and then proceeds to talk Ilivan into attacking. "I beg your pardon, Sir Ilivan, but if you want to vin this var, I suggest you start aiding commoners. You cannot expect them to fight for you if you do not do the same for them. Now grab your veapon and ve shall put an end to this madness. Besides, I think my mace needs put to the test. Now, join me and let us put this demon out of its misery!"
Yngvar dismounts from his horse and ties the reins to a tree. He then pats the steed and begins to look around.
Moving up beside the gunslinger, he asks, "So, my friend, do you see any demons? I suspect we are getting closer to the enemy's territory every step we take. I am eager to try my cold iron mace against one of their skulls."
"We will most likely face minor demons sent to test the current efficacy of the wardstones. Expect dretches, brimoraks, and possibly schirs. Prepare yourselves accordingly. I suggest getting some cold iron, and something to withstand Mendev's cold nights. You'll each have an outfitted horse at your disposal, should you need one. We leave at dawn tomorrow." "Very well, Sir Ilivan. I will be prepared. I have just a few purchases to make."
"Well, met lady of the north and gentlemen, I am Yngvar Sundheim at your service and I will offer you my blade in support of this mission. With the fire of Sarenare guiding me, I will assist in whatever military action is needed, but also in matters of healing. Whenever fiends from the Worldwound are involved, the Dawnflower's fire is always needed. I promise to do my part to keep you all alive."
"A breach in the wardstones are of great concern for all of us, and naturally, we must all do our part to hold back this tide of evil! The attack on Nerosyan was unthinkable and we cannot allow such a thing to happen again!" "Sir Ilivan, if we find any of the wardstone in disrepair, is there anything we can do to secure them and reestablish the protection they offer?" |
