the_taken
King of the Impossible
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Location: Far Field, southwest of the Primary Camp
A thin layer of dewy mist covers the field, which evaporates as the sun rises. A few chirping beetles can be heard across the ancient abandoned farmer's fields, which fall silent as a progression of travellers march past. There are a buxom lady knight a top her boar steed, her pale gaunt daughter, a goofy harpy girl, a pale bookworm in a torn red cloak, an elf woman atop her own steed, a handsome lord knight atop his own boar steed, ten armored footman in blue cloaks, and waggon pulled by a lone boar.
~--- Dawn of the First Day ---~
Aaren Drake, Sir Knight of the Azure, Ninth Order, has been travelling with supplies for the Mirafar Reclamation army, guarded by his personal retinue. The day before, at the last supply camp, he met up with Exalted heading for the main war camp and travelled together for additional safety. He and his men are almost always silent, with grim looks on their faces, but after a hard day of travel, a short nap, and several hours of hard travel, he can see his destination. He tells his troops of their arrival, then lets them pass to speak to the first Exalted that follows.
"We have nearly arrived," he says without emotion, but loudly enough for everyone to hear while looking directly into Sir Arvus's eyes. "Only a few more hours of travelling now. But this is where it becomes dangerous. Previous, less skilled warriors have fallen to the monsters that wander these fields." He turns back to his troops, watching without reaction as two break from marching formation and jog off at angles off the newly beaten path.
A thin layer of dewy mist covers the field, which evaporates as the sun rises. A few chirping beetles can be heard across the ancient abandoned farmer's fields, which fall silent as a progression of travellers march past. There are a buxom lady knight a top her boar steed, her pale gaunt daughter, a goofy harpy girl, a pale bookworm in a torn red cloak, an elf woman atop her own steed, a handsome lord knight atop his own boar steed, ten armored footman in blue cloaks, and waggon pulled by a lone boar.
~--- Dawn of the First Day ---~
Aaren Drake, Sir Knight of the Azure, Ninth Order, has been travelling with supplies for the Mirafar Reclamation army, guarded by his personal retinue. The day before, at the last supply camp, he met up with Exalted heading for the main war camp and travelled together for additional safety. He and his men are almost always silent, with grim looks on their faces, but after a hard day of travel, a short nap, and several hours of hard travel, he can see his destination. He tells his troops of their arrival, then lets them pass to speak to the first Exalted that follows.
"We have nearly arrived," he says without emotion, but loudly enough for everyone to hear while looking directly into Sir Arvus's eyes. "Only a few more hours of travelling now. But this is where it becomes dangerous. Previous, less skilled warriors have fallen to the monsters that wander these fields." He turns back to his troops, watching without reaction as two break from marching formation and jog off at angles off the newly beaten path.
