OKLY@IcePezz@Absolis@Makrinagon@Firetigress3The bandits were almost all dead., but then so were the rangers. In Liara's charge towards Kaird McGrath she did not realize that one by one each of them was drawn into combat with another bandit and then another and were cut down. This would be their last set of small victories however. Looking at their terrible state the remnants of Akrelmar's bandits turned tail and fled while the few remaining rangers caught their breaths.
It was not all good news. As the ten armored men appeared with peeling skin arrived behind the rangers lines. It would be clear to anyone at this distance that they were zombies of old Celakorian knights. There would be no rest for the living.
At this point the chanting stopped. The presumed leader of the cloaked figures pointed to two of his brethren and motioned them towards the battle. As ordered they did begin their slow, seemingly disinterested march while the remaining cloaked figures moved north out of the square.
@Crimson RavenAkrelmar was disappointed that again his strikes hit air. This man was fast, but the giant bandit was confident he could get the better of him soon. After all he was a terror in this part of the kingdom. None had ever stopped him before and that was not going to stop now he thought.
"You're pretty strong for a human" his opponent began,
"I'll give you that, but-" and with that a cloak was thrown into Akrelmar's face. Well, it wasn't that effective. it never quite reached that high and clumped to gather in the wind, but it still distracted and blocked the line of sight of the bandit lord long enough for Aegis to step in cut into the man's flesh. Blood was spilled, but the man's flesh was very tough causing the slashes to stop before hitting organs. "How could you do this to us?" the demonic voice from within Akrelmar pleaded, invading Aegis's mind. Akrelmar's own voice was more outraged. "You bastard!" he screamed, not realizing how applicable his taunt was. The huge bandit hunched forward in pain, but he brought his arms down on his opponent. His left tried to come behind Aegis and press him into the bandit's stomach while his right tried to bring his maul down on the back of Aegis's left leg.
SARIEL@Cuccoruler@Leslie Hall@The_written_John@CubixSariel certainly was angered over the nonsense that been spewing from his daughters mouth. She should know better that this family was the best thing to happen to Celakor in a very long time. But Lucinda was right. He needed to let it go. He breathed in deeply and then groaned at the realization that his wife was also right about another thing. He needed to be there to greet every general and every Kingsguard... He was hoping to act on Alistair's suggestion and simply clear his mind with Lucinda and some tea for a few hours. Sariel breathed deeply again. Perhaps later. For now he had a job to do. The king quickly stuffed his face of his remaining food in a mostly unkingly manner and bolted up with energy that betrayed his actually low enthusiasm. "Come on now. We've got a lot people to greet and we only really get the one chance." Sariel waved his family to join him and began his way to the main gate.
RAVEN@Cuccoruler@Leslie Hall@Legion02Raven stood and sheathed his sword. "I will go with you to Okly soon" He said simply before turning away to get above ground. As he left the Abyss Labyrinth he was met with many of his undead lieutenants. They were empowered by one of Raven's souls and were mostly used to communicate orders throughout the army as they possessed greater intelligence than most undead in addition to greater fighting prowess. From Memory Raven order each and every one of them to a particular place in the White Woods and told them where they would be going when the attacks began and any relevant information about the terrain around their target or how combat ready the population was. Sure his memory was 20 years out of date, but little changed in Celakor's cold north. The greatest force was to be left in waiting to attack Galantrung keep. A shiver went though Raven as he remembered his first sight of its initial destruction. Whoever was their now would be evicted with great haste so that Raven could reclaim his family home.
Done with his lieutenants the revenant waved them away. They would then go spread the word to lesser commanding undead, cultists, demons, bandits, mercenaries and whatever else they may be directing in the opening moves of the war. Of course Raven inteded to bring a sizable force with him to Okly in case Nyarlathotep decided that Merandin was a good target or to flank any targets that were giving his men trouble.
THE WHITE WOODS@FrengoOglaff went on for quite some time in his search in the White woods.There was little sign of any human activity here as the twenty year old legend of The Revenant of the White Woods scarred off almost all common folk. The only people who did spend much time in this forsaken place were desperate bandits and the rangers who hunted them and the rangers themselves often left no trail.
However by as if by luck or divine favor when Oglaff may have been at the limits of his patience he kicked something metal with his foot. On inspection the barbarian would find it to be a chamber pot warm with human refuse and left in the bushes in what would appear as the middle of nowhere. This wasn't nowhere now though. Scanning the forest Olgaff could spot a man hiding in the foliage who quickly scurried away under a rock slab into a cave.
@KillboxClandstein was the crown jewel of Celakor. The streets were cleaned regularly. A rudimentary sewage system helped to keep the populace healthy, the buildings were in good repair and everyone went about their lives without a care. As much as it would bother Sariel to admit that not everyone had benefited equally from his rule, these people in Clandstein had certainly benefited the most. Not one of them it seemed, knew of the impending calamity that would soon envelope the kingdom.
As Leyton walked through the city towards Castle Clandstein an unusual sight appeared before him. A man and a woman were arguing in the street and they were drawing quite the crowd. The man seemed down on his luck dressed in blue and black rags with a long beard and dirt on his face, while the woman wore a white and pink dress and was covered in jewels. They seemed to be arguing over the man stealing one of her rings and ultimately the woman started calling for guards. The man bolted away running straight at Leyton and knocking him aside. Looking at the man as he ran away he seemed to be hiding something from view, something bigger than a ring he had not held before.
