Hida Tomonatsu
Hida Bushi
The cultists blocked the door, hands on their swords and presenting magic. They had angry looks on their faces, and were prepared to launch into a frenzied mob to tear the party apart.
"We're afraid we can't let you pass, Harpers." The woman in robes said. "Tiamat will rise, and you can not prevent that. Severin has declared it so." She held a large spear, which she prepared to swing.
The door behind you into the rest of the manor was unguarded and behind you.
As the orc stepped forward, his muscles and battle scars were clearly visible. His sword hand clearly displaying his biceps where his muscles rippled. His scars were numerous and covered his body, clearly the elements of a strong warrior. "I hope you are prepared for your death. Gruumsh will not be merciful."
"FOR GRUUMSH!" He shouted as he swung his sword.
Scorpia and Fjord would be a moment too late. The rat scampered into a nearby tunnel that had been dug into the foundation of the burning building.
"CATCH THEM!" Harper Boward shouted as she ran into the room, crossbow in hand. "We must get the crown back!"
She leapt into the tunnel.
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The group would arrive after a small hill to a ruined tower. On a field below, several wearing Neverwinter Guard dress were engaged in combat with a group of orcs. One of the orcs cut a Nevewinter Guard before raising his head and shouting a battle cry. The other guards pulled back, spears in hand. In the ruined tower, a Harper Agent crouched with knife in hand, grabbing her shoulder.
Leoven would look towards her. "Cardiana, what's happening?" He asked, his voice calm.
The woman would wince in pain. "They blindsided us. Took Xalliana, I escaped but barely." the woman said, clutching a wound. "We're being massacred down there." She gestured towards the orc horde.
The situation was definitely a dire one; an entire warband of what seemed like mythical creatures, bashing and slicing against the organized rows of human guardsmen and warriors. Diarmuid's expression pulled back into a tense grimace as he landed by and listened to the young woman, fiddling with his blades' grips. No time to waste talking anymore...
"Ser Leoven, do what you can for our friend. Lady Wendy, we're going to turn the tide."
Without waiting for a response to his orders, the knight launched himself once more into the air, the wrappings of Beagalltach unfurling as he did so. Angling himself in mid-air so that his descent aimed for the wild orcish horde, Diarmuid narrowed his eyes to focus upon the one who had raised the war cry earlier while readying his blade. The only warning it or its comrades would receive before a shining blade of gold aimed to cleave downwards through the beast's body and Diarmuid landed feet first and cracked the ground around him was a resolute roar echoing from the sky above them, the words of a knight seeking to inspire those who faltered and required an emblem to rally behind.
"My name is Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, son of Donn and foster son of Aengus! The First Warrior of the Knights of Fianna shall face you now!"
@RyuKeiko @Minerva
"Ser Leoven, do what you can for our friend. Lady Wendy, we're going to turn the tide."
Without waiting for a response to his orders, the knight launched himself once more into the air, the wrappings of Beagalltach unfurling as he did so. Angling himself in mid-air so that his descent aimed for the wild orcish horde, Diarmuid narrowed his eyes to focus upon the one who had raised the war cry earlier while readying his blade. The only warning it or its comrades would receive before a shining blade of gold aimed to cleave downwards through the beast's body and Diarmuid landed feet first and cracked the ground around him was a resolute roar echoing from the sky above them, the words of a knight seeking to inspire those who faltered and required an emblem to rally behind.
"My name is Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, son of Donn and foster son of Aengus! The First Warrior of the Knights of Fianna shall face you now!"
@RyuKeiko @Minerva