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From day to night and back to day again, the industrial sector worked away. They grinded out iron nuts and bolts, steel and wooden beams, and much more. The top craftsmen of the city made the most of the volunteer labour force and experienced builders. Scaffolding, spiked barricades, plaforms, rope bridges, dragon's teeth and anything else that might be useful.



The streets were set up with barricades, some blocked up completely, all a defensive plan to funnel any breaching enemy forces into specific choke points in the city, where Valhiem could mount enough of a defense to provide cover for tactical retreats.

The massive scaffolding towers holding up platforms for the mages to position themselves on were almost complete. A network of platforms and rope bridges ran along the tops of the buildings in northeast quadrant, above and behind the walls where Valhiem would mount their defense.

The Citadel, 3rd Hall of the Bureau, Commander Thorn's War Room


"How goes the evacuation?" Commander Thorn asked his subordinate.

Ever since the news had come that The Witch Queen had hacked Second Chance's Source Comm and potentially knew that Valhiem had gotten a spy into Saladin's camp, the evacuation had begun. They'd managed to bring near-2000 citizens up the mountain the previous evening, and organised them amongst the beds and makeshift living arrangements in the spare halls of The Citadel and The Academy. But progress had been halted during the night.

"This morning, we finished evacuating the northeast quadrant of the city," the officer reported. "We have started on the northwest and southwest quadrants this afternoon. We should be able to make a small start on the final southeast quadrant this evening and then finish tomorrow morning."

"Good work, officer." Commander Thorn was pleased, but nervous nonetheless. He wanted everyone up Citadel Mountain as soon as possible. With no idea what the enemy might do, he felt like his people were exposed. "Go to the Military Centre and take as many men and women as you need to expedite the process."

"Yes sir."




New to Alison and familiar to James, the interior of the Adventurer's Guild still looked fairly normal with business as usual happening in the common area. Adventurers were dotted about in ones, two and threes, enjoying some downtime away from the busy industrial, military and magical sectors of Valhiem. No party was whole, such was the demand for Source Crystal manpower in the preparations, and no one was sat in leisure for too long before getting up to leave and return to their work elsewhere in the city. The vast majority of Adventurer parties were Silver and Gold ranked, with the odd Bronze tier here and there. All those Platinum and above had long since left Valhiem to answer the call of Capitol City, The Fortress of Fornost and other places where military might was needed most.

James Sirius drew the attention of a fair few pairs of eyes upon entering, including Terence the barkeep. By now, everyone knew about the party, Second Chance, who came from another world. James and Alison would find Lucy Bottrill, 2nd Guildmaster of The Adventurer's Guild: Valhiem Chapter, at her desk up the stairs on the mezzanine floor where she liked to work.



Scribble, Lucy's dog, jumped off the Easterner Elf's shoulder and ran to James to bark at him, but the little dog's yapping shrank away when Alison made it to the top of the stairs. Scribble could sense the presence of Alison's Whispers, whimpered and ran back to Lucy to hide behind the desk.

Lucy managed to catch this, but did not let it bother her too much as she got up and placed her hands on the desk. "Hello James," she greeted. She never forgot a face anyway, but she had also been dealing with Second Chance a lot since their arrival in the city. "What can I do for you?"

"Hey Guildmaster, this is Alison" He signaled at the woman

"Afternoon Alison." She gave Alison a nod and then looked back at James.

"I want to register her as another member of Second Chance"

"Not a problem. Strength in numbers, I see. Good call," she said before gesturing to the Source Crystal scanner embedded in the desk. "If you'd both like to scan your crystal, I'll get you set up."

When she found out that their intention was to use the Source Comm, she first refused and explained that the system had been compromised and shut down. But, understanding that Second Chance were an exceptional cicumstance and potentially highly important, she agreed to let them look at their Comms so long as they did not send any messages out.

"Alison Walker," Lucy read on the system, checking a few other details before looking at the woman. "You're not from here," she noted. "Have you been in Valhiem long?" she asked, making small talk while she updated Second Chance's details and finalized the registration. Once it was done, she placed her hands back on the desk. "Alright, you are now officially a member of Second Chance." She rebooted the Source Comm system and left them at the computer terminal to read their messages, then read up information on Alison, her experienced eyes figuring out from the abnormalities in the data that the Rogue was also from another world. Another shocking development. Lucy looked warily at the new woman, wondering how she had only just turned up now. The guildmaster would have to report this as soon as possible.

As for the message that James and Alison had come to read...

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This is an Imperial Missive from His Majesty, Emperor Quintus Young:

To those who read this message, I hope it has found you well. Please take my words in utmost urgency and with great understanding and patience, for I know that it will likely not have been easy to get this far. You.......... ............ .............. .............. ........... ...........

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........... .............. ............. ............. .............. ............. ............. .......... ............ .......... .......... ........... ........... I see you. You do not belong here. I'm sorry. You should not have been dragged into this. Those who did so are selfish, ignorant, manipulative and unworthy of you.

I can send you back. To your world. Where you belong. From where you should not have been stolen. I will return you to your rightful place. Back in your familiar world. Back with your families and friends. I'm sure both miss you very much.

Let me help you. Abandon those who are trying to drag you into this war. A war you do not understand. A war that they will show in a light that favors them. Do not listen to the lies of the guilty. Or the lies of brainwashed. They will paint me as the cause of all suffering. Label me, The Evil Witch Queen. They will paint this world as Black and White - Good and Evil. They will paint the imposter Emperor as the righteous. The only truth they will actually tell you is that I am the leader of the invading army. I am the aggressor in this war. This much is true, I do not deny it. Nor do I deny using brainless beasts to help me. For the brainless cannot be brainwashed. It is all I have.

We have a lot in common, you and I. Having our rightful lives stolen from us. Now being used as political tools for usurpers and traitors to Ileandra Young the Great's ideals and foundations.

Let me help you go back home.

East.

East to Azeroth.

The road is dangerous. Wartime cares little for innocent lives, unfortunately. Those who walk in the path of the Warmachine will get trampled. An unfortunate consequence of a much greater cause.

East.

East to Azeroth, is where you will find me. Is where you will find salvation. Come of your own free will, and the closer you get, the safer the lands will become for you. My power and influence increases the further east you go. The closer you get to Azeroth. I promise that you will be treated kindly. I promise not to use you until your bodies and spirits are dried up, dangling fake promises and platitudes in your face like carrots for horses.

I was not the one who stole you from your former life. I am not the one who seeks to use you a tool for ends you do understand. But I can be the one to save you from your nightmare.

Yours faithfully,

Melina Rasputia Young, the Rightful Empress of The Free Peoples Empire.
Sorry! I got home a bit late. My post will have to be tomorrow.
Rofl! They were all pretty good, but I liked the Clive and Fenna ones the best haha.

I'll get a GM post done tonight for Lucy.
Done. My apologies for any spelling or grammar misakes in advance lol xD


Some signs of intoxication haha but overall a great post, as usual bud
I'll probably be away from home Sunday-Wednesday so I wanted to get my post up today - the initial idea was the part about what James said, and the rest kind of snowballed from there.


Thanks brother!

Seeing as it's Saturday, we can just count this as next week's post. Great stuff!
Oh, I love history. But the reason I came here to post is to let you all know I'll be away from home from October 26th until November 10th.
I will bring a laptop and I will try to keep an eye on the posting deadline, but if I miss it this will be the reason.


Okay, bud!

Thanks for letting me know. It's no problem at all if you can't find time, I appreciate your efforts. Have a good time!
Posted! Sorry, was a bit long but I was chasing some inspiration while filling out the lore surrounding her abilities. Sorta spiraled into covering backstory, ability lore, and so on. Lots of fun to type but man! My next posts will hopefully be a bit more concise lol.

As a side note, any holy-attuned people may now feel another "presence" around Alison as a result of the "Whispers" now fully manifesting.

Oh, and I left it open-ended and a little further in the day so you guys can resolve the Zell-Barracker throwdown and gather accordingly before getting to Alison's arrival, or however you want to do it.

Hope all that text is a good read!


An exceptional introduction to Alison's power growth arc!

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That'll be interesting.


I'm sure it will be interesting for Clive. Also James. And maybe one other of the main cast, depending on how things go.
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Ends up being an ice mage.


Haha, an ice mage is very, very tempting now.


A City Under Siege: Valhiem - Day 6 of 9


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Yesterday evening, after James and Adam told Lucy Bottrill about the hacked Source Comm message and Adam's blunder, Lucy was quick to shut down the entire Source Comm system.

This morning, a message went out to all adventurer's in the city: The Source Comm would be off-limits from here on out.

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The City of Valhiem, The Academy




"A COMPUTER?"

The Academy President, Jordash Sigmar's incredulous echo of the revelation was a feeling shared by everyone in the room, including Clarissa Shields who had been the one to reveal it.

"That tiny thing?"

The original prediction that the mysterious cube, small enough to hold in one hand, was some kind of information processing unit, was already an extraordinary claim, considering how compact it was. But now to find out the cube was in fact an entire computer was truly unbelievable. Even the smallest computers in Mytheria took up over 1000 times the space in total.

"Permit me to demonstrate," Clarissa said, taking up the artifact in her hands. "These patterns, symbols and engravings are all input-keys of some kind. James Sirius and I have managed to figure out some of them through trial and error."

She tapped and turned the cube in a specific combination and the cube started glowing purple. Not the purple of Source Interface, but the purple that represented the power of Sillagy, Goddess of Trickery and Persuasion. What Clarissa had done was enter a password that allowed her to bypass the security of the advanced system. Within moments, a holo-screen appeared above the cube, much to the audible awe of the other Academy Directors and the President.

"Mother Iris preserve us."

"We have barely made any headway exploring the operating system. It is extremely advanced and much of the language is foreign to this continent. But it was Mr Sirius who blew the mystery wide open when he hypothesized and subsequently discovered a high-level camouflaged blessing of Sillagy being used to hide the nature of it. We would never have guessed."

"So... what now?" the President asked. "Can we use it?"

Clarissa shut the cube computer down, then levelled her gaze at Jordash, a momentary pause before nodding. "Yes. I believe so. But we would have to get lucky. There is so much to explore about this revolutionary technology, but one thing we do know is that: The computer was programmed to give orders to a troop of Skeleton Soldiers. This being the case means there's a signal emitter built inside. And if we can hack the program and amplify the signal..."

"We might knock out half of Saladin's army!" Enio Ivey exclaimed.

"Not half," Reginald De Wran corrected with his usual grumpy and sharp disposition. "A large portion of Saladin's forces are living. And of the undead, there are vampires, ghouls and zombies too. We can only be sure that this computer can signal to skeleton types."

"Director De Wran is correct," Clarissa confirmed. "Nonetheless... it's something."

After that, they moved on to the other thing on the agenda...

"Director De Wran," the President addressed. "Have you managed to break through the curtain of supression enveloping the city?"

The Witch Queen had managed to stealthily shut down communications by Magical Relay going in or out of Valhiem. Magical Relay was the only secure means of long-distance contact and traditionally used by the higher powers of governing entities for communication between cities, states and tribes around the empire. Nobody had realised that their capabilities had been destroyed until Saladin attacked and the city needed to use it to get outside help, but now...

"It may be too late to do anything about that now," Reginald said. "Even if we can muster up enough Source to contend with Her power, there is no one who can can reinforce us within 72 hours."

"How in the world did she become so powerful?" Enio shook his head. "She was always one of the empire's more gifted wizards but this is another level."

"Who knows," Clarissa said. She looked at the cube in her hands. "The mysteries across The Eternal Sea are vast. So many beyond our comprehension."

The President turned back to Reginald. "We must still try."

"Of course," Reginald snapped back. "What do you take me for? The few mages in my department that haven't been dragged off to fuel the Ritual Barrier are working around the clock. We will not give up."

If only somehow someone would have already gotten the SOS call out already........................

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The Mountain Fortress, Fornost


Glee John Webster, Druid of the Adventurer Party, True Grade, knocked on the door of the private quarters that his party leader had been given at the fortress on arrival. True Grade being a Diamond Tier party and member of The Council of Heroes would always be afforded such priveliges. The half-orc Druid entered to find his leader, Brandon Heat, sat at a desk going over scouting reports of the mountains east. It was only a matter of time before The Witch Queen had built up enough forces to attack the crown jewel of tactical positions on the continent. Taking the fortress of Fornost, (or Tarost, as it was called by the native Sibliconians who built it,) would allow The Witch Queen complete control of the center of the continent. If the Empire lost Fornost then Capitol City was completely vulnerable to wave upon wave of attacks. Fornost was not necessary to The Witch Queen's victory in this war, but without a doubt, if it was taken then victory was guarenteed.

"Glee, what's up, my friend?"

"Bad, Brandon. Bad." Glee took the chair that was offered by True Grade's leader. "I've recieved a message from a friend, through the Source Comm. Adam is his name."

"That Druid you said was gifted beyond measure," Brandon remembered from their recent campfire stories.

"Yes. Only: Most of the message is encrypted," Glee said worringly. "It's been hacked." Brandon shook his head with annoyance and rubbed his chin. It was no secret that the enemy had Code Readers on their side too. It was also to be expected that they would have hackers. "My instincts are on fire, right now, Brandon. I have a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach."

"Your instincts have never steered you wrong before, friend. And they have kept us alive more times than I can count. Tell me what's on your mind."

"We should contact Capitol City. Report to The Council everything we know about this strange party, Second Chance. And request that they check on the welfare of Valhiem too." Glee shook his head. "Something's telling me that there's something bigger happening here and I can't, for the life of me, figure out what it is."
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