Elevation

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Hark and his crew dismounted at the entrance of the tavern and took the chest filled with their weapons and gear of the cart. As they made their way to the entrance Hark noticed a body of a child laying in a pool of blood. The crew entered the tavern rather abruptly and seamed to startled an old man sitting behind the front counter. The old man looked exhausted and had a bloody bandage wrapped around his left hand. “What can I do for you young fellas?” He asked. Hark stepped foreword to a dress the man, “We need your biggest room.” He said plopping a bag of money on the table. The old man picked up the bag and opened it and looked at the coins, “This is enough for a month!” He exclaimed as he saw the amount. “Yeah we’re planning on sticking around for a while we’re traders.” Hark said with a small smile. The old man didn’t give too much thought and motioned them to follow.

They were led up a small staircase and down the hall to the last door on the right where the man opened it and Hark and his men piled in with the chest. “I hope this is enough room for you all it’s the biggest we have.” Hark studied the room for a moment. It was a large room with five beds a small writing desk and a letter that led to the attic. Hark shook the old Man’s hand, “This room will do fine thank you.” Eric and Stormer drug put the crate of heat in the corner of the room and then gathered around Hark. “Alright listen we’re going to split up and start helping out. Our goal is to find out any information regarding Lady Maren. If she is dead we’ll be gone tonight if not we’ll have to stick around, and remember don’t try to arouse any suspicions just play the part of innocent traders wondering what happened to this city.”

Hark and His group left the the tavern and dispersed into the streets to gather their informations. Hark made his way to the front gate where the majority of the people were at work. As he came up on the gate he saw a guard dragging a body that was much too heavy for one person so he walked over and picked the deacesed up by the legs and started dragging him to the pile of other bodies. “So what the hell happened here? And why did they attack this particular town I thought it was quite peaceful and neautral.” The guard spit on the ground and looked up with tired eyes, “The hell do I know. Some mysterious people showed up a little while ago and then not long after they lose bastards arrived.” Hark knew exactly who the mysterious people he was referring too were. “Where exactly are they now? Did they all die?” The guard just shook his head and pointed over Harks shoulder, “Last I seen of that crew they were heading towards the chapel.” Hark shook his head and then headed off towards the chapel.

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Hark and his war party arrived at noon to the Fire-fens as the sun was at its hightes. They picked a spot on the far end of a hill so they could easily watch the village while not being being spotted by the guards walking the wall. Luckily for them the area they chose for their camp was in the shade of a few skinny swamp trees and surrounded by small shrubbery. While it wouldn’t do much as a barrier if they were attacked it at least gave them slight cover from the eyes of people who were entering the town from the main road.

“Listen carefully, once the camp is finished I’m going to take Eric, Raz and Stormer into the city to see if our target is still even alive. It’s not likely considering the visible damage of the city but never the less we have to make sure.” Hark said as the men settled in and the horses were tied then he motioned to his second in command, “Ragger will be in command while I’m gone. Remember to be ready for the signal to advance on the city if given.”

Hark left the men to finish preparing their new home for the next however long and he climbed up the hill and layer down at the crest to observe the town. He could see smoke billows and broken walls and men carrying off the dead to be buried. Only four tower guards were visible from where he was positioned. As he observed the town Ragger came up and crouched next to him, “Well I’ll be damned we could take this town ourselves.” Hark agreed seeing the town in its current state however the mission given to him by Bernard was clear to observe and not mount a frontal assault.

“I wish we could I’ve been missing the excitement of a real battle.” Hark said as he stood up to make his way down the hill. On the way to the town they had killed a group of merchants that were carrying enough barrels of ale to make a whole city tops. Hark planned to use this as a cover to enter the town and he hoped it wouldn’t arouse too much suspicion. Hark and the three men he chose to enter the town with him traded their current clothes for the clothes of the merchants they killed and put them in the wodden crate on the back of the wagon. Hark and his group exchanged handshakes and words of farewell before climbing onto the wagon and pulling out of the camp onto the main road.

As they approached the town Hark slowly reached up and let out a sigh and removed his mask breaking the ancient tradition of the Frostbourn. He heard a small gasp escape Stormer before he questions Hark’s motives, “What are you doing? That’s a sacred tradition!” Hark shook his head, “That May be true but this mission is more important. Anyone who hasn’t been living under a rock could recognize us if I kept this mask on.” Hark places the mask in his satchel. And stared at the crumbling gates as they aproched.

“Sir do you really think we could pass off as merchants from a brewery? Even without our armor and weapons we don’t play the part too well.” Hark turned and looked as his troop. Eric was right looking their muscular figures, scars and rough faces merchants wasn’t the first thought that came to mind. “Well Eric you are correct however we’ll just have to hope for the best now I guess.

The group entered the gates and Hark was shocked at the sight of the battle torn town. The town looked ten times worse on the inside than it did on the outside: the streets were littered with bodies and ran red with blood. The group passed a young half-elf who was asking a beat up guard if she could help and headed deeper in the town where they at last spotted a revern where they could stay while scouting the city for Lady Maren.

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You got me interested!

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Hark

Age: 29
Bio: Hark was born and raised in the Frostbourn stronghold where he was trained as a mercenary to be hired out to anyone whiling to pay, where he became proficient with various types of swords and daggers. When he was 26 years old he challenged and beat the previous grandmaster to a duel for the Mask of Frost. Shortly after he became the Grandmaster a Bernard contracted the Frostbourn as his personal fighting force performing various undercover assignments through this kingdom.

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I’ve been pretty busy at work I’ll put my character in the Character tab later today

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@Lucius Cypher ok my original post is all finished and I didn’t really have much intention of controlling a big character I just wanted to use one as an entrance for my character which is why I used Mago but I apologize for taking control of a character that wasn’t mine.

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@Ladypug [@Lucious Cypher] I like that ideas I’ll have him working for Bernard and he had his own messenger present who sent the crow.

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@Lucius Cypherwell than I’ll chnage it to someone else I’d there anyone other big bad like a lord of a different city I could use? And yes my post takes place in the future after the raid has started because my character is no where near the fens and it will take a little bit of time for him to get mingled into the rest of the characters already there

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@Ladypugi don’t really see how it would be like that my character is just a pawn same as the mercenaries and the dude with the assasin character that’s also an ally of Mago. Only difference between me and him is he just doesn’t have any dialogue with Mago in his post.

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Hark

This is my character for this RP he is the Grandmaster of the Frostbourn stronghold who is allied with Ling Mago. He’s a blade master who is skilled in close quarters combat.