~Chapter 11~
~Truth~
With barely any time taken to recover, Diana, Wilfort, and Armad follow Kunsel, the half-dragon sorcerer behind Ansel's war. Rather than search for the half-dragon directly, Diana suggests that the group head directly to the Forsaken Lands- the site where the dragons were banished so long ago. As the group moves toward what remains of Osngaria, Armad brings up Kunsel's claims regarding the identity of God and the genesis of the Divine Weapons. He posits that Kunsel's claims may be true, citing the grotesque dragon wings that he was able to conjure with the aid of the Fire Emblem. Wilfort responds noncommittally until Armad suggests that, if it is the case, Neither he, Diana, or Wilfort have any more divine right to rule than any of the others present.
The younger prince counters the argument, saying that no matter where the weapons came from or how the countries of Ostcar were formed, that the three of them were better groomed to command than anyone else, with the possible exception of some of the Councilmen of Worus. The discussion faded to nothing after that. Soon, the ruined husk of Castle Osngaria came into view...Wilfort rode at the fore, Wing Spear in hand as he survived the landscape. The group had recently shifted from riding across dirt and grass to trudging through sand. Most of the group had forgone their mounts in response, though Oscar was able to keep his own steed at pace with the group.
As the group drew closer to the castle of Osngaria, its former splendor presumably ruined by Exstenese troops, Wilfort throws up a hand.
"Hold on! There's something in the sand, moving." Before anyone had time to breath a response, a number of dried out corpses rose from the desert, sand pouring off of their bodies. Some wore Osngarian colors, and others wore Exsten's, but many of them sported wounds on their body that should have been fatal.
Armad paled as Wilfort hurriedly flew back while the group made to form a battle formation.
"What's going on? Why do the dead walk?" He grit his teeth and drew his slender green blade.
"This is the work of Kunsel... We cannot let them slow us."~Player Phase 1~
Oscar: 35/35, Iron Bow
Ceil: 34/34, Nothing
Enoch: 41/41, Leviathan
Jago: 34/34, Elthunder
Tyrn: 36/36, Iron Lance
Otiros: 45/45, Thundergun,
Diana: 39/39, Iron Sword
Ursa: 47/47, Killer Axe
Brann: 33/33, Shamsir
Felicia: 37/37, Iron Sword
Anita: 37/37, Fire
Wilfort: 28/28, Wing Spear
Neeya: 47/47, Nothing
Armad: 39/39 Wind Sword
Dry Corpse A: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse B: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse C: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse D: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse E: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse F: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse G: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse H: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse I: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse J: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse K: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse L: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse M: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Dry Corpse N: 42/42, Fetid Claw
Mummified Corpse A: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse B: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse C: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse D: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse E: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse F: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse G: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse H: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse I: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse J: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse K: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse L: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse M: 38/38 Corpse Bite
Mummified Corpse N: 38/38 Corpse Bite
EXP: 62/100
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