UltraValican
You find a place on the carpet of moss near to the fireplace aтв take a nap.
You wake up because... guess what? That's right, because someone is poking you with a steel-toed boot. As you look up, you see Zacharia himself.
- Wake up, sleepy-head! Time to take that place you were leading us to.
You stand up and concentrate again. This time it takes no effort to find that trace, for now it is almost familiar to you. You head forward to see... a forgotten castle. Yes. Right in the middle of the forest. It seems to be built not by dwarves, not by men, not by elves, but like if all the races would cooperate and build it. It is abandoned for a century or so, you guess, and it doesn't look menacingly. Your squad enters it right through the broken front gate, which mighty doors sagged from time. "Light!" says Zacharia, and three gas lamps are lit by guards. "Straight to the highest tower" - and everyone is already climbing up by spiral ladder. You wondr why those walls and steps still hold, for they are all covered by moss and grasses. as you approach the door to the top room, you all see glimpses of light. Zacharia, who leads your whole party, commands by gestures. You don't understand anything, but all the others do. Then, by his command, they all charge in - you follow them. There you all see a man in crumpled suit sitting in his chair and watching into a huge magical mirror, that shows some moving pictures of the fight. As you interrupt him in such crude way he yells:
- HEY! HEY! HEY! Easy, men, easy! Who the bloody hell are you?!?
The following dialogue between him and Zacharia is truly remarkable:
(Zacharia) - Ahem... We... are angry victims of attacks of your evil minions?
(Necromancer) - Oh, shiiiit. Sorry, men, but I have to get myself some goods for... er... disregard that, just because I'm bored here.
(Z.) - So... You no wanna kill and zombify us?
(N.) - Nonsense!
(Z.) - And why? Aren't you necromancer himself and such?
(N.) - Well, I am.
(Z.) - And.. why then you don't attack?
(N.) - Aaaah, that is just what my grandfather would do. I'm actually glad to meet living ones. Come inside, have a seat. Sorry for caravan, but making food myself is boring and exhausting. I'm too lazy to go outside myself so I animate corpses and send them with orders to rob anyone who they see and bring me food and new corpses, then animate them and send them for more foods etc. The only thing that keeps me tuned and sane here is my wards - I fix them in various things and bring them to the outer world, so I spectated most of historical events of last decade. Those battles - he stretches hand into dirction of the mirror with moving pictures - of elves and men make me entertained like fine-enacted plays.
Everyone is a bit stunned.
Patrick Hunt
Report says that you've requested all the scout squads in the area yourself a while ago, which is true. As you remember, there were no vehicles assigned to them.
darkpaladin109
You do. You walk after them and see that the dwarf has jumped inside the shabby truck, and others are going to do that, too.
Caerwyn
You see a strange dwarf in crumpled leather coat with a backpack full of different stuff approaching you.
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Topic: New Age Mercenaries: Tales of Hard Times (IC Thread) (Read 40925 times)