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Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.

Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.

Your interrogation of Astu of Laughing Skull Clan had proven to be useful. You had learned that he was a messenger between Grom Hellscream and Thrall, but out of want to uphold your honour you didn’t pry into the messages he was carrying. But what made the interrogation really useful was what happened after it. Pai the Assassin had eavesdropped you and Eligius talking and had heard nearly all the details. In her want to get away from The Syndicate, she easily lockpicked her way out of the cell and gave you a proposition. She would deliver the messages and stay hiding with the Frostwolf Clan.

But she also revealed something more important, something you have to act upon. Pai told you that you have a little sister Alicia Perenolde and that she is being held by Lord Creedy of The Syndicate as a royal hostage. And so you hatched a plan. Pai and your spymaster Eligius with the help of Sir Cyrus, Otto Wanz and Bill Rover, would venture into Alterac, rescue Alicia Perenolde and try to assassinate Lord Creedy. While Pai was delivering the message to the Frostwolves, Eligius would prepare the rest of the mission. And while you were out campaigning, that mission would be launched.

And now you are in Durnholde Keep taking the last few steps before the combined force of humans march into war against the gnolls. With Lord Colonel Garithos again having lost his temper and having embarrassed himself, you claimed the command of the campaign without much opposition.

The success of this campaign and the fate of hundreds of men was now on your shoulders.

Welcome to Alterac Resurgent Quest!



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>>6111138

The short break had been lengthened as officers and men all returned back to their camps. The reason for this was quite simple, Blackmoore had gone to talk with Garithos in an attempt to get him to be reasonable and not do anything drastic like abandoning the campaign or trying to bog it down. And so as the meeting was adjourned till the evening, you had returned back to your camp to rest and discuss the events with your officers.

“I won’t lie to you Prince Alric, but you are going to have hundreds of men under your command and most of them probably don’t like you.” Lieutenant Beckston said to you. “Quite mercenary business, everyone having their own agendas and goals.”

“Speaking from experience?” You asked him back.

You and your officers were gathered in your tent, now the large size of it was quite useful. Malevus had brought all of you some tea and a bowl of broth for you. You needed that energy after last night's revelry.

“There’s sometimes quite strange bedfellows with whom you have to fight with when you are a mercenary.” Beckston said to you. He and his Kul Tirans had been mercenaries for some time before you hired them and they decided to stick around permanently. “You just have to make do Prince Alric.”

“Our men are staying in the camp just in case.” Captain Cromwell said.

“There are reasonable men in Regional Defenders, Captain Reginald for example. But we shouldn’t push and probe them more, I got what I wanted.” You said to them.

Cromwell, Beckston, Gravis and Radan all who were in the tent with you seemed to agree.

“But uhh… Prince Alric, what will the people call you?” Malevus asked you as she picked the empty bowl off the table. “I mean are you a general or a commander or what?”

That actually was a good question, no one had said what your official position was to be called. Were you just Prince Alric in command of this campaign or should the history books call you something else? Was it even that important?

Suddenly there was some commotion outside the tent and with little warning one of the Royal Foot Guards stepped into your tent.

“What is it?” Cromwell asked the man.

“My Prince, the Dark Irons are here. Their caravan has been spotted approaching Durnholde from the east.” The Royal Foot Guard greeted and spoke to you.

“Finally, how far are they?” You asked.

“Maybe an hour's ride away, but their caravan is a large one.” He replied.

“Quite a timing.” Lieutenant Gravis said to you.

Yes, it was. They were already several weeks late from the original schedule, but what was important was that they were now here. Whatever had slowed them down hadn’t managed to fully stop them. Or something worse hadn’t happened.

“Thank you.” You said to your guard who then left your tent. “I wonder what the others will think, an Alteraci dealing with those suspicious Dark Irons…”

Your officers didn’t reply to your musings.

“Shall I prepare the horses?” Malevus asked you. “Or will you receive them here?”

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>>6111141


>Ride out and meet them on the road. Escort them to Durnholde personally.
>Wait in your camp and meet the Dark Irons here. Better not to disturb the rest of the forces here with their presence.
>They have travelled a long distance, receive them in the Durnholde Keep. That is more suitable for your and their status.
>Other, write in.

Name of your official position at the command of the campaign:
>Write in

QM: New thread! As always if you have any questions or anything regarding the Quest, characters, events or something else, please go ahead and ask them. I will try to answer them as well as I can.
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>>6111141
Commander-in Chief of the Expeditionary Force would be a fair way to refer to Alric. He didn't do all the ground work to assemble it, he's just in command by consensus of all in attendance, heh. And whom he is subordinate to is...himself and his duty to the kingdom of Alterac.

>They have travelled a long distance, receive them in the Durnholde Keep. That is more suitable for your and their status.
A prince speaks with whomever he wishes to and wherever he wants, circumstances permitting.
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>>6111144

Arch General Alric has kind of a nice ring to it.

Unless we wanna go for something like The Hawk Prince. Though with all the dragons on his armor, The Dragon of Alterac might be fun.

Overlord to imply it's his land, which it technically is, so it's fun to make them almost recognize it.

Defender General. Snub Garithos even more.

First Sword of the Darrowmere League. Or First Sword for short. If we see it as more of a first of equals gathering. Also advertise our little league to the neighbors.
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>>6111144
>>Ride out and meet them on the road. Escort them to Durnholde personally.

>Write in
Prince Commander
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>>6111170
>First Sword of the Darrowmere League
Okay, I am liking this. But we're gonna need more swords than just one if that's the case. Perhaps we should hold a contest of arms between the members of Darrowmere League and kind of kickstart aspirations of knightly orders? Let each region send their representatives and have each emerge with a champion in a tourney? I think it would be good to have after we win the gnoll campaign. Organizing some jousts or melee where men at arms and knights both could earn some glory and renown? It is how Alric won his.
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>>6111144
Addressing any prince in English is done as "Your Highness" but Lord-Commander also works for me.

>Ride out and meet them on the road. Escort them to Durnholde personally.
>Send a runner to Langston and Blackmoore informing them
There might be visiting dignitaries in the convoy, finding out information in advance will help us plan properly in receiving them.
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>>6111275
I think a tourny arc for the men and neighbors would be quite nice for that. Some purses for winners wouldn't be bad either if we have or can gather the cash by the event. If it goes well do it again once in a while. Tarren Mill fc, or rather ko, and so on.
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"We will ride out and meet them. Lieutenant Gravis, please prepare the horses and send someone to inform Blackmoore and Langston." You told your men. Momentarily with these good news, your tiredness lifted itself away. "We aren't exactly in a hurry, so I am going to finish this tea in peace."

"Of course my Prince." Lieutenant Gravis replied to you.

"Rest of you are dismissed." You said and watched as the men left, leaving you alone in your tent with Malevus.

As she poured more tea for you, you took off your dark glasses and leaned back on your chair casually. She was wearing her usual grey trousers and tunic, very mundane, but very practical outfit. With her long red hair pulled back behind her elven ears and tied together with a short string, she could have been easily seen just as a servant. Except well she's an elf with naturally red hair.

"You seem to feel better." Malevus said to you.

"Dark Irons finally arriving here is good news and making Garithos show his ass, proverbially thankfully, did feel rather nice." You told her and smiled.

"Don't get too cocky Alric…" She lamented.

"Me cocky? Never. Banish those thoughts!" You replied and waved her words away.

You couldn't get your eyes off Malevus as you watched her do menial tasks. It didn't take long for her to notice you staring at her.

"What are you looking at?" Malevus asked you. "I'm not exactly presentable right now."

"Yeah, but does that matter? You are beautiful either way." You said to her and finished your cup of tea.

"Don't just say that…" Malevus said as a slight blush crept up on her cheeks.

You stood up and walked to her, carefully brushing her cheek. You smiled faintly.

"Really I was thinking about taking you out for a date… just the two of us… but it will have to sadly wait." You said to her and touched her cheek where the scar from the kobold blade was.

"Well you have a whole campaign ahead of you. Plenty of time to think." Malevus replied and looked into your eyes.

"Yeah… I can't really drag you knee deep into gnoll guts and call it a day." You said and chuckled.

"Wouldn't fit my definition of a romantic date." It was now her turn to laugh.

She leaned a bit closer and hugged you. The scent of her hair filled your mind and made you feel good. Oh how you wanted to just lounge casually with her and whisper sweet things into her ears. But today wouldn't be the day for that, nor would the coming days and weeks.

Carefully separating yourself from hers, you smirked and spoke.

"Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force, that will be my title." You said to her.

"I like the sound of it." Malevus replied.

"It's simple and it works. But now I need to go, Gravis is probably already waiting for me." You told her.

"Ride safely." Malevus said.

You would, you would. Just you had one question in mind. What sort of a date would you take her to? Damn it, why is dating so difficult!

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>>6111419

"I wouldn't miss the chance to see the Dark Irons." Langston said to you. Having heard about their arrival, he had wanted to join you and the knights.

"They have come a long way." You said back to him.

The day had turned late afternoon and the hot summer sun scorched the fields around you. To not get awfully too hot, you had taken your leather jacket off.

"What exactly is their business here, if I may ask Prince Alric?" Langston said to you and continued. "Very little news has reached us here in Durnholde."

You had ridden some distance ahead of your knights so technically you had some privacy. Maybe you could talk about some private matters with Langston as you were riding?


>Has Langston heard anything about Lady Edith Imswit and her daughter Hilde? They were supposed to visit Dawnholme.
>Tell him about the oil. The Dark Irons are here to drill it for you.
>They are here because you need every advantage and ally you can get, even if their reputations can be suspicious.
>Let Langston know about what you had heard about Garithos and his plans when it comes to Durnholde.
>Other, write in.

QM: A nice little compromise for the title name.
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>>6111420

>>6111159

Yes the rescue mission and this campaign are going to overlap. They should leave for it in a couple of days if everything goes well.

Garithos trying to mess with Malevus would be very foolish thing to do. He is smart enough to not try it. I hope.
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>>6111420
>Has Langston heard anything about Lady Edith Imswit and her daughter Hilde? They were supposed to visit Dawnholme.
>ask if he would think about creating a small port town for river trade. It could be quite lucrative if we can push the gnolls out and get trade to that one city andorhall? Idk the undead city in western plague lands.
>They are here because you need every advantage and ally you can get, even if their reputations can be suspicious.
>Let Langston know about what you had heard about Garithos and his plans when it comes to Durnholde.
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How many people know about the oil at this point? Our officers, the parties involved, the Barovs. The syndicate is either too busy with their issues, doesn't have enough leaks in our camp, or doesn't know. So I guess it really will look like Alric has allied with some Dark Irons, the equipment could be seen as mining stuff, and maybe he invited them to live in the hills for some gains. At least until the oil starts flowing.

Eventually the oil will be known but I suppose keeping it close for a bit longer is fine. Langston might let it slip and spread it, which might help improve our situation in politics. Finding Oil in Strahnbrad hills is quite a boom and good fortune for Alric's unlikely venture. It should help Dawnholmes standing as a fledging city state, might help convince the neighbors to join the Darrowmere League for when the oil money starts flowing and we need supplies and manpower and trade. So letting Langston know might be handy, plus I think we do want him to push Blackmoore to join the League. Then we use that as leverage to get Hillsbrad. Work South shore and the navy base a little. Might want to tell him for that, and to keep him friendly.

I wonder if the delays were because he brought a considerable chunk of the clan, not just the workers but their families too.
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>>6111420
>>They are here because you need every advantage and ally you can get, even if their reputations can be suspicious.
>Has Langston heard anything about Lady Edith Imswit and her daughter Hilde? They were supposed to visit Dawnholme.
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>>6111420

>Has Langston heard anything about Lady Edith Imswit and her daughter Hilde? They were supposed to visit Dawnholme.
>Tell him about the oil. The Dark Irons are here to drill it for you.
>They are here because you need every advantage and ally you can get, even if their reputations can be suspicious.
>Let Langston know about what you had heard about Garithos and his plans when it comes to Durnholde.
Its pointless to hide the oil project not like people wont notice it. Better to show some trust to langston and generate some good will than be coy about this. And dark irons having good reasons to be here will prevent any undue speculation.
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"Oil." You said and watched his reaction. Langston seemed genuinely surprised.

"There's a valley in Strahnbrad Hills with oil seeping to the surface. I have hired the Dark Irons to build and handle the machinery with some goblin help." You told him.

"We had heard about the goblins and their business in Tarren Mill, but Dark Irons?" Langston seemed to not know what to think about this.

"I know their reputation is not ideal, but they are willing to work with me and I need all the allies I can get." You told Langston. "If we can get this to work… I can't put a big enough emphasis on the importance of this."

"Oil… not going to lie, that did surprise me Prince Alric." Langston said to you. "Nowadays very little surprises me about you."

"I will take that as a compliment Mr. Langston." You said back to him and laughed.

The ride through the countryside continued. Passing farms and the toiling workers, the lands here didn't really differ from the lands elsewhere.

"Prince Alric." Langston started to speak, but caught himself for a second before continuing. "How is Taretha doing?"

You gave him a questioning look which he could recognise as one even while wearing the dark glasses, which by the way were really helpful during these bright summer days.

"Tired, but healthy." You gave him a short answer.

Langston had been interested in Tari while she had been Blackmoore's mistress. Then she had left with you and Blackmoore had taken Annabel in as the replacement, snubbing Langston yet again.

"That's good to hear…" Langston replied. "The kid will have a good home."

Does he believe that the child is yours or is he in the know? How much has Blackmoore told him, you weren't sure and you didn't really want to know.

"There's one more thing I want to talk about." You said and switched topics, not wanting to talk about Tari with Langston.

"What is it?" He asked.

"About Garithos, there's something you need to know." You said and continued.

You told Langston what you had learned about the rumours surrounding Garithos. About his potential plans and what goals he had. You explained that being the reason why you had pushed for the position of the leader of the campaign. If Garithos can't get the renown or glory, his position to pull his plans through doesn't exist.

When you finished, Langston had lost all of his colour. He was all pale, like he had seen a ghost.

"Have you told Lord Blackmoore!" Langston immediately replied.

"No, I haven't. If I were to tell him, what would you think would happen?" You pointed it out to him.

Langston was silent for a couple of seconds.

"Good point. He would be furious. Thank you Prince Alric." Langston said and continued after another moment of silence. "What will you do next? Are you going to undermine him more?"

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>>6111832


>Taking the command of the campaign should be enough. Pushing your luck too much could backfire.
>Garithos will find himself in a position where he can't find personal glory. Away from heaviest fighting.
>If Garithos wants to fight, you can have him in the toughest battles. Gnolls are dangerous, who knows what will happen.
>Other, write in.

QM: Lady Imswit will come up in the next update.
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>>6111833
>>If Garithos wants to fight, you can have him in the toughest battles. Gnolls are dangerous, who knows what will happen.
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>>6111833
>>Taking the command of the campaign should be enough. Pushing your luck too much could backfire.
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>>6111833
>Other, write in.
They should have brought about 400 men so I was considering splitting his forces, hopefully keeping them on their toes. Captain Reginald is a good man so with half the Defenders I'll put him where he can earn some glory on the Right Flank, I'll frame it as a conciliatory gesture towards the Defender Officers so we can keep the peace. Then keep Garithos at a distance. If we are fortunate maybe the good Captain can replace Garithos one day.
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>>6111845
I support this, the four column plan is perfect for this.
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Alright, that sounds doable. Could I have a roll for the Dark Irons, because one of the anons was right, Blacksteel didn't come alone. He has some company, but what exactly? Let's find out!


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll
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>>6111939
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Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>6111939
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Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>6111939
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>6111939
oh God please
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>>6111966

Imagine the triple 1! Imagine! I would have had so much fun with it.

Update later today!
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>>6111956
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>>6111974
"Alric your pauldrons are looking so big today"
"It's Felric now."
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>>6111939
Is it really best of three if you specify your taking the second roll?
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>>6111988
lol
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>>6111423

Trying to catch one of Radan's rogues doing something suspicious as a reformed bandit hes one of the more vulnerable.

Sending men away to go reclaim the regional defender barracks in dawnholme while we are away. Which could get interesting with whatever part of our patrol, the town guard, and the Stonemason mercs there. Plus the townspeople who are living there in the barracks. It would be quite risky with how badly it could escalate and who would take the blame so I wouldnt expect it, but Garithos may not know that the Stonemasons have mercs with several officers including a mage.

If he could have Madam judy tried for witchcraft, though actually apprehending a mage who has two mage friends nearby is another matter entirely lol.

Beric did have some legal troubles recently which I presume Garithos or people aligned with him might have had a hand in.

Targeting Alric's men with taunts until they act out, blaming Alric as their commander for brawl breaking out presumably with casualties.
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“I am planning on deploying us in four columns. Durnholders to the left, then Regional Defenders under Garithos, then my Alteracis and then Regional Defenders under Captain Reginald to the right. I plan on deploying us as a wedge with Alteracis in the vanguard, pushing into the gnoll territory, catching any ambushes they have and then deploying the flanks to deal with the gnolls unprepared for larger than expected numbers of our soldiers.” You told Langston, going through your strategy briefly.

“You have thought nearly all of it out already.” Langston replied.

“Minute details need to be handled, but yes, I have most already planned in my head.” You said and continued. “Garithos won’t be in the vanguard, but his men are going to hold the right flank, that way the Regional Defenders won’t feel all snubbed and pushed aside.”

“You make it sound all so simple…” Langstons and sighed.

“But we both know that it isn’t so, no one knows how fast all of this falls apart the moment actual fighting starts.” You said to Langston. “Either way, have you heard anything about Lady Imswit? They were supposed to visit Dawnholme come summer, but they haven’t done so.”

Langston gave you a look due to the sudden change of topic again.

“Lady Imswith didn’t send you a letter? Well they did visit Durnholde Keep during the spring and uhh… Lady Imswith is carrying a child, probably that is why they haven’t visited.” Langston told you.

Oh… so she actually got pregnant. She had asked you, but you had shot the idea down as it was quite stupid, but she had then succeeded to seduce Lieutenant Gravis and well… that man is going to be sweating a bit when he hears the news.

“Pregnant? Who's the father?” You asked Langston and feigned surprise.

“Her old man-at-arms, Lady Imswit married him shortly after returning back home.” Langston said to you and shrugged. “I thought the man was a sodomite, but I guess not.”

“Stranger things have happened.” You replied and joined his shrug.

“Lady Imswit visited us during the spring with Hilde, they stayed for a couple nights before leaving back home. After this whole campaign is over, we are going to have a feast and I hope both of them can come then.” Langston told you.

Last time you were in Durnholde you got to play a bit of a matchmaker. To ensure that the House Imswit could continue and not disappear due to lack of a male heir, Lady Edith Imswit had been trying to find a husband for young Hilde that was alright with a matrilineal marriage. Unsurprisingly the list of potential candidates was a short one, the request wasn’t exactly what most men were ready to accept. But you had found two candidates, Lieutenant Gravis of Knott, leader of your bodyguards, was open for marriage as was Langston. In his case he didn’t want his line to disappear and so the future House would be called Langston-Imswit.

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>>6112141

But the decision hadn’t been made back then and the plan was for Imswits to visit Dawnholme before the potential husband for Hilde is chosen. Maybe the feast would be the right time for it?

“Well I hope she chooses a proper husband for young Hilde.” You said to Langston. You remembered her to be a nice young woman, a friend of Malevus as well. Though Malevus befriends nearly everyone.

“I hope so too…” Langston said and was somewhat nervous.

“Alright, let’s stop talking, we have the Dark Irons to reach.” You said with a laugh. “I don’t want to keep Lord Blackmoore and others waiting as I am handling my own business.”



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>1


It thankfully didn’t take that long for you to see the Dark Iron caravan in the distance. Allowing your knights to catch you, you approached them with a slow walk and observed what you saw.

A squad of Dark Irons in their typical heavy armour carried sharp blades and hammers as they marched ahead of the many ox carts. When you got closer, they signalled for the caravan to stop. You in return greeted them by raising your hand and speaking with a clear loud voice.

“I am Prince Alric Perenolde, I wish to meet Master Blacksteel if he is with you.” You said to the guards.

The Dark Irons didn’t know how to react immediately as they most likely hadn’t expected to meet you now and so one by one they gave you their stiff bows before one who was probably their leader spoke to you with his very heavily accented Common.

“Prince Perenolde, please follow me.” The Dark Iron said to you and started walking past the ox carts.

You did as you were told and rode behind the dwarf. Looking at the carts, you noticed something. Many of them were in disrepair and the tarps covering them had patched holes and other clear signs of repair. The oxen used to pull the carts looked tired and exhausted as well and the Dark Irons themselves all seemed very wary. Amongst them you did spot several women too, well it seemed to be true, dwarven women don’t have beards. Several of the oxen pulled larger carts carrying what looked like heavy tools and equipment, those seemed to be the pumps and drills used at the oil rig.

“Here, Master Blacksteel is inside.” The guard said to you as he stopped next to a familiar looking covered ox cart.

“Thank you.” You replied and turned to Langston. “Are you coming?”

“Of course Prince Alric.” Langston replied.

You jumped directly off your horse on the cart and opened the door. You had to bow quite a lot to get inside and when you raised your head, you saw a familiar face.

“Greetings Master Blacksteel.” You greeted him and realised that you had inadvertently bowed to him.

“Greetings Prince Alric.” Blacksteel said back to you. “I am sorry for we are late.”

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>>6112142

You found the dwarf sized cart to be a bit too small for you so you had some difficulties taking a seat on a pillow. Langston meanwhile had even more difficulties as he is somewhat taller than you are.

“This is Karramyn Langston, aide to Lord Blackmoore.” You said to Garrick Blacksteel.

“Pleasure to meet you Master Dark Iron.” Langston greeted Blacksteel.

“Pleasure to meet you too.” Blacksteel said to him and turned to look at you disregarding Langston's presence. “Pipe? We have a lot to talk, don’t we?”

Blacksteel passed the hookah to you and you took a long inhale. The scorching hot smoke filled you and you knew that the relaxation would come in just a moment. As the door behind you was closed, you felt the cart moving again. It would take some time for you to reach Durnholde Keep so why not to talk a bit, you did have a bunch of questions in mind already.


>Business talk can wait, just smoke the hookah and enjoy the moment. They have travelled a long distance, business can wait.
>Express your happiness to see them. Even if they are late, the fact that they are here is the most important. Being late isn’t an issue.
>Ask if they had any issues getting here. Everyone you saw seemed so tired and the carts looked raggedy.
>Let Blacksteel explain to you how many of them are here and what did they bring with them?
>Explain why you are in Durnholde, there’s a campaign against gnolls that is going to happen.
>Have Langston try the hookah, see if he chokes on the smoke or can handle the heat?
>Other, write in.

QM: They were in remarkably good condition considering the travel.

>>6111990

With these rolls I take the both best of three and the second roll.
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>>6112145
What were the other options for dark iron guests I wonder, and their condition.

>Explain why you are in Durnholde, there’s a campaign against gnolls that is going to happen.

I figure we hit all these questions but start here. I wonder if they'd like to join the campaign while they resupply and fix their wagons for the last leg? Could be solid to see dark irons in combat, I bet they hit like a truck. Maybe even some of their powder guns. Might be a good way to earn favor for more business if they fought alongside the people here. That said, don't risk the engineers we need lol and it might be a slight delay but worth it.

Smoke and get Langston to smoke. Maybe Garrick brought his wife along too unless he's holding out for some kind of clan political marriage.
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>>6112169

They would have been different varieties of troops, specialists, spicy specialists or named characters. Also corresponding amount of more Dark Irons.
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>>6112192
tfw missed out on the dark iron riflemen and grenadiers or something
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>>6112145
>Have Langston try the hookah, see if he chokes on the smoke or can handle the heat?
Trial by fire.
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>>6112145
>Express your happiness to see them. Even if they are late, the fact that they are here is the most important. Being late isn’t an issue.
>Ask if they had any issues getting here. Everyone you saw seemed so tired and the carts looked raggedy.
>Let Blacksteel explain to you how many of them are here and what did they bring with them?

>>6112192
If we got a 10 would Dagran himself have come along?
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>>6112145
>Business talk can wait, just smoke the hookah and enjoy the moment. They have travelled a long distance, business can wait.
>Have Langston try the hookah, see if he chokes on the smoke or can handle the heat?
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>>6112145
>Express your happiness to see them. Even if they are late, the fact that they are here is the most important. Being late isn’t an issue.
>Ask if they had any issues getting here. Everyone you saw seemed so tired and the carts looked raggedy.
>Let Blacksteel explain to you how many of them are here and what did they bring with them?
>Explain why you are in Durnholde, there’s a campaign against gnolls that is going to happen.
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>>6112145
>Express your happiness to see them. Even if they are late, the fact that they are here is the most important. Being late isn’t an issue.
>Ask if they had any issues getting here. Everyone you saw seemed so tired and the carts looked raggedy.
>Let Blacksteel explain to you how many of them are here and what did they bring with them?
>Explain why you are in Durnholde, there’s a campaign against gnolls that is going to happen
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No update today, it is half finished, but I am too tired to finish it today. I don't want to put out half-assed writing.

>>6112358

Not Dagran or people on his level, but I had a character in mind who could have been an interesting addition to the people Alric has been involved with.
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>>6112848
Me watching the dark iron officer vanish like the wealth we briefly had possession of for the deal. If 70? wealth investment can't buy them an officer and some specialists idk what will.
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Alric knows Thrall is planning to bust open the camps. Alric basically knows the Warsong Clan is in contact with Thrall over war plans after we captured Astu. The Warsong Clan is somewhere in the Hinterlands, along with Syndicate that Astu or his fellows have talked to, and perhaps Gnolls before they got moved south by ??? The timing is obviously suspicious to be making and communicating war plans, while gnolls having been seemingly forced or herded into migration south.

The Northern Hills are presumed where the gnolls came from, and my guess is the Warsong Clan wanted it as a war staging ground so they pressured the gnolls to move south. Perhaps Alric has enough to mentally make a leap for that, if he was in their position and was planning to invade with a neighboring force from the north what would he do etc.

If we do end up pushing to take a look, as I think its reasonable Alric wants to know what has caused them to migrate incase its some syndicate operation or something else. If we find a warsong camp that could complicate how things go forward. Might be useful tho.
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Exhaling slowly, you wiped the tube on your sleeve and handed it to Langston. Hesitating slightly, he took it and looked at you.

“Word of caution, it can feel a bit hot.” You said to him and watched as Langston carefully inhaled.

And then he started to cough nearly immediately. His eyes were watering and he struggled to breath as his face turned red. Clapping on his back several times as you laughed, he finally caught enough breath to hand the tube back to you.

“I told you it can be a bit hot.” You said to him as Blacksteel seemed to be amused as well.

“But not that it will try to kill me! What the hell was this stuff?” Langston replied between breaths.

“Just your usual Dark Iron blend.” You said.

“I will pass! No idea how you can stand this stuff.” Langston replied to you and then glanced at Blacksteel. “No offence Master Dark Iron.”

“None taken Mr. Langston.” Blacksteel said back to him and then looked at you. You took that as a signal to start talking.

“I am glad to see you here Master Blacksteel.” You said and used the hookah again before handing it to Blacksteel. Exhaling slowly, you continued. “It doesn’t matter that you are late, the journey must have been a difficult one by the looks of your comrades. They all seemed quite tired. But what matters is that you are now here and we can get to work.”

“So eager Prince Alric.” Blacksteel replied.

“I think all of us are, but if you need to rest, what will a couple more days of waiting mean after a couple weeks?” You asked him and smiled a little. “But if I can ask, what happened? Why are you late?”

“Everything.” Blacksteel replied and passed the hookah to you as he let the smoke leave through his nose. “The whole journey was full of issues, bad weather, bandits we had to fight off. Then Stromgarde held us due to irregularities.”

“Stromgarde? What irregularities?” You had to ask him.

“Nothing they ended up finding, they just wanted to have some lubrication to allow us to proceed.” Blacksteel said.

“Did you give them any?”

“No, they didn’t understand what we were carrying so they let us go.” Blacksteel explained.

“Alright, thank you for telling me that.” You said and savoured the scorching feeling inside you.

You had the Stromgarde soldiers here, maybe they know something about this? But most likely they do not, so maybe keeping the Dark Irons and them apart would be for the best.

“Master Blacksteel, how many of you exactly are here? How many did you bring with you?” You asked him and continued. “We have room for some in Tarren Mill, but probably not for everyone without some arrangements.”

“There’s dozen of us engineers and metalworkers, nearly fifty others and twenty guards.” Blacksteel told you and continued. “I couldn’t bring more, the Clan sees this venture… unreasonable.”

“Unreasonable?”

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>>6113502

“Unprofitable.” Blacksteel corrected his own words. “The Clan doesn’t see this venture to be worth the effort so for them what you see is the minimal level of investment.”

How Blacksteel said it, you could hear the resentment and disdain in his voice.

“Well… shall we prove them wrong then?” You asked him and smiled.

Langston who had been just listening to the two of you speaking and passing the tube between each other, chose to speak.

“Prince Alric, how big of a project are you expecting this to be?” He asked you. “I mean, how profitable?”

You thought about what to say as you did some basic mathematics in your mind. What would you answer, should you speak the truth?

“Double the revenue we make now.” You told him. That was relatively close to the truth.

“Of Dawnholme?” Langston asked you.

“Whole Alterac.”

You could see Langston’s eyes open as he processed what you had told him.

“But to get there, there’s a lot of work ahead of us and even then the revenue is not a certain thing.” You explained and continued. “But if it works out, I will be rich and Master Blacksteel… well he has done a great deed for his Clan.”

“Indeed.” Blacksteel replied to you.

“I can’t really do anything more than say good luck.” Langston said to the two of you.

“Thank you, because we are going to need it.” You said back to him.



As the ox cart slowly made its way back to Durnholde you continued to speak with Garrick Blacksteel. You had explained to him the reason why you were here, the campaign against the gnolls and how you were going to command the combined forces. If not for the campaign, you wouldn’t be here. You would be in Dawnholme doing something else.

“There is honour in defeating one’s foes.” Blacksteel said to you.

You gave him a nod in agreement.

“How long will you be out campaigning?” Blacksteel asked you. “Shall we wait in Tarren Mill for your return?”

“Couple weeks most likely, so when you travel to Tarren Mill, it will be better if you don’t wait for me. My own engineer, goblin Krix Wiklish should be waiting for you there.” You told Blacksteel. “He knows what to do.”

“Of course, we shall stop in Durnholde Keep to rest for the night and then make our way to Tarren Mill.” Blacksteel told you and continued. “That should be the best option for all of us.”

“But you have something else in mind, don’t you Master Blacksteel?” You asked as you could see him mulling words in his mind.

“Yes Prince Alric, I have my guards with me. Can they be useful to you during the campaign?” Blacksteel asked you.

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“Are you offering them to me?” You asked him. “Strahnbrad Hills might be a dangerous place.”

You had told him about your effort to reclaim the lands and how you had left just a small force to guard your holdings there.

“I am offering their services, the faster you have dealt with the gnolls, the faster you can return back home. Right?” Blacksteel said to you.

It was a solid offer, but those guards were supposed to defend the caravan and then the oil rig. What if someone attacks them while you are out campaigning? Should you accept the offer or ask something else instead? Maybe the best fighter amongst them as a token support? Or someone else?


>20 Veteran Blacksteel Footmen, all of them
>10 Veteran Blacksteel Footmen, half of them
>A Champion to act as your bodyguard
>A single specialist from amongst the workers
>None, they should all stay with the caravan to protect it and the equipment.
>Other, write in.
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>>6113506
>>A Champion to act as your bodyguard

We need to stop dying.
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>>6113506
>Other, write in
Well if there's not room for everyone in Tarren Mill there's another solution.
Just stay safe here at Durnholde until the campaign is over in a few weeks then we go back together. We can take the vets, the Champion, a specialist.

They could probably use the rest and the chance to speak with men to get used to it. A good chance to offer some trade, use their skills here at the forges, or for some of the buildings.

I wonder if a few weeks would be enough to get a good look at the Durnholde cannons.
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>>6113506
>>A Champion to act as your bodyguard
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>>6113506
>10 Veteran Blacksteel Footmen, half of them
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>>6113506
>>10 Veteran Blacksteel Footmen, half of them
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2 votes for Champion, 2 votes for 10 Veteran Blacksteel Footmen and 1 vote for they stay in Durnholde and lend everyone.

I would like to have a tiebreaker between the Champion and 10 Veterans.
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

Alright, executive decision. I will do the tiebreaker with a roll, I won't give you both.

1 is Champion and 2 is the Veterans
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>>6113991
As Cao Mengde once said "one good warrior is worth a 100!"
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>>6113991
Dang vote happened at 4am. Ffs. I would of said half. Gives us a honor guard of super elites with them and our royal guard we'd of punched through to the gnoll leader and ggwp.
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“I cannot take all of your guards. As much as we have patrolled Strahnbrad Hills quite thoroughly, I cannot guarantee the safety of the oil rig.” You told Blacksteel and continued. “I have my men and local warriors there, but your guards should stay with you.”

“I understand Prince Alric.” Blacksteel replied and nodded approvingly.

“But, maybe token support could be provided. One of your fighters could join my retinue for the campaign?” You asked him. “I am missing one of my knights and I could use a temporary replacement.”

Blacksteel seemed to mull the idea in his mind for a couple seconds before nodding.

“To show unity Prince Alric.” He said to you.

“And political cooperation.” You replied.

Blacksteel nodded again in favour of your words.

“I will lend you my best warrior. He will protect you or die trying.” Blacksteel said to you.

“I am eager to see him in combat then.” You said and smiled. The hookah had alleviated your hangover somewhat and now you felt rather good actually.

“I am not eager to be in combat.” Langston said to you. “The last time… it is not my place.”

He realised what he had said to you, not the most encouraging thing to say. The Durnholders had gotten trounced quite badly during the Uther’s Expedition and you remember seeing Langston quite shaken up.

“Karramyn, the difference between then and now is nearly two years. A lot has changed for the better.” You told him and glanced at Blacksteel. “Let’s not delve into fighting before the fighting actually starts.”

“You are right Prince Alric.” Langston said to you.

“Now are you sure that you don’t want to try the hookah again?” You asked and smiled.

“Positively sure. I still don’t know how you can handle it.” He said and looked again at Blacksteel. “No offence Master Dark Iron.”

“None taken Mr. Langston.” Blacksteel said back to him.

Well Langston had gotten a brief, but good look into your business with the Dark Irons. You were sure he would tell everything to Blackmoore which to be honest isn’t a bad thing. Him learning about the oil and the potential profits should strengthen your status and bargaining power. Durnholde wouldn’t be the stronger partner for that much longer, it would be you and Alterac. And as long as Blackmoore thinks that he is the one pulling the strings, that is just good for you.



“Have you been smoking the hookah?” Malevus asked you somewhat disappointingly.

“Yes I have, socially acceptable situation.” You tried to explain.

“And now your clothes smell a bit…” She lamented.

As much as the two of you enjoyed sharing the hookah from time to time after the music practice, she never got used to the smell of it.

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>>6114158

The Dark Iron caravan had arrived at Durnholde Keep and you had ordered your men to help the Dark Irons to set up their camp next to yours. Langston of course had quickly gone to tell the news to Blackmoore who most likely was anxious to learn about the visitors. And as some of the Dark Irons looked the worse to wear, Malevus had come to see if any of them needed any medical help. Thankfully most of them were fine, just in need of a bit of rest, food and a proper bath.

“Prince Alric.” Blacksteel greeted you with his thick accent. Next to him stood a Dark Iron warrior wearing a suit of Dark Iron plate.

“Master Blacksteel.” You greeted back.

“This is Bakhtet.” Blacksteel said to you. “My finest warrior, he will serve you with loyalty and honour.”

“It is my honour to serve you Prince Perenolde.” Bakhtet said as he greeted you with a very deep bow. Taking off his helmet, you saw his face. The eyes that glowed like burning charcoals looked like two dots on the otherwise near pitchblack skin that had several large scars on it, one across his bald scalp. He had a bushy moustache and a surprisingly short grey beard that you noticed. “A trogg went for my throat, only got my beard.”

Bakhtet spat on the ground. He seemed like a proper warrior.

“It will be my honour to see you in battle Master Bakhtet.” You greeted him back and turned to Blacksteel. “Thank you for lending his services to me.”

“It will be our honour.” He replied.

“Prince Alric, the rest of the officers are gathering in the Keep.” Captain Cromwell who had arrived at the scene said to you before bowing to the Dark Irons.

“Thank you Captain.” You replied.

Well then, it looks like it is time. Though turning to look at the Dark Irons for one more time, a thought appeared in your mind. You could ask Blacksteel to join you. Having a Dark Iron by your side as an aide or assistant could be useful, but how would it look politically? Alteraci working with a Dark Iron? Lesser things are called suspicious and given bad looks. Still what a political message it would send to your neighbours and to Blacksteel himself to be invited to such a meeting?


>Ask Garrick Blacksteel to join you in the meeting.
>Don’t invite him. Leave them here at the camp and allow Alteracis to provide aid to them.
>Invite Malevus to the meeting. She is your squire and this could be educational for her.
>Other, write in.

QM: Sorry, took me a moment to get this update out.
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>>6114160
>Invite Malevus to the meeting. She is your squire and this could be educational for her.
>Invite Bakhtet to the meeting as a bodyguard joining the campaign with an introduction to everyone.

Don't invite Blacksteel, as he is not joining the campaign. Lets keep things relevant and professional.
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>>6114166
I'm in support of this. I like how it's kind of set up to be our replacement knight. Who says it cannot be a dark iron?
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I was hoping the champion would be a named character and was not dissapointed

https://warcraft.wiki.gg/wiki/Bakthet
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>>6114160
>>Don’t invite him. Leave them here at the camp and allow Alteracis to provide aid to them.
>>Invite Malevus to the meeting. She is your squire and this could be educational for her.
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>>6114160
No worries Medivh. Too bad anons didnt want the whole bundle. To feel the princely greed of wanting -all- the nice new soldiers. Though atleast having a dark iron champion will have some more opportunity for interaction, Bakhtet seems fun.

Thinking about it. How does Blacksteel or Bakhtet being there change Alric's political look? I think people know he trades with them regularly for quality arms and armor, plus riding out to meet them here. If I recall Blacksteel did actually manage to do a little trading at the other towns, and more with the individual knights/minor nobles who want some good quality stuff. The Barovs and Tarren Mill know he took their deal for the oil, and so does Langston, plus Blackmoore once they can chat. Then it'll come out eventually.

Though trade is a bit different from a dark iron being in a leadership military tent where he will hear numbers of troops these lords can field, supplies, the names of officers. The attitudes or personalities of the lords. The kind of intel his clan leaders back home would appreciate, though I don't think Blacksteel would sell that info unless his clan was still in danger of losing their status? The view of dark iron politics that Blacksteel gave was pretty cutthroat, not surprising since a clan that loses enough could become a clan of slaves. Blacksteel would appreciate the trust tho, and that is quite nice. Eventually I do think theres a path where his Clan could migrate over which would be pretty sweet.

That Alric trusts him in there will make them question Alric's judgement a bit just from the stigma of dark irons. Though if we want to get more dark iron technology and specialists, which I do, its inevitable that eventually we would have to introduce them. It could wait until after we grab more people into our League just to avoid another bother people will have, and for when we have some fancy dark iron units we can really show off lol.

Actually we could have the Royal Footguard enter with Alric since they look damn impressive especially in the dark iron plate. Underline that Alric is now in control and he has benefitted from the trade with them considerably. It will also be rather intimidating and put them even more on their toes I think.

There goes Alric the eccentric soon to be oil baron-prince is collecting more oddities again. Maybe a bit naive, or garithos could see it as malicious, to invite a dark iron into a tent with sensitive info.
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>>6114160
>>Invite Malevus to the meeting. She is your squire and this could be educational for her.
dont need our body guard there.
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>>6114329
I doubt dark irons having a culture of slavery is that big of a deal when discussing the possibility of cooperation and trade, since intelligent rulers realize the limitations of the economic outputs of their societies and the necessity of these practices (to a certain extent). All of the city-states of humanity in Warcraft employed landed serfs and peasants which were basically slaves as well, although dark irons take it to the next level, in no small amount dictated by the harshness of their life in the Blackrock Mountain. And what dwells beneath it.

>How does Blacksteel or Bakhtet being there change Alric's political look?
Alric seems to have a reputation for being merciful to his enemies and unforgiving of traitors and those that want to view Alric unfavorably will always find a reason to do so. This will piss off the Dwarves of Ironforge of course, but perhaps they should have been the ones to send a trade ambassador first. Unless they did and the dark irons made him disappear.
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"Now I must make my leave, I cannot have others wait." You said to Blacksteel and Bakhtet. "Master Bakhtet, please talk with Lieutenant Gravis, he is in charge of my knights and bodyguards."

Bakhtet saluted and gave you a bow.

There was no need to invite either of the Dark Irons to join you, but you could have someone else there who could find it educational.

"Alright Malevus, let's go." You said to her and turned to walk towards your tent. "I need some water and you need to dress up for the meeting."

"Wait, me?" Malevus asked you.

"Yes, you. You are my squire and watching the meeting and all the moving pieces could prove educational to you." You said to her.

"I guess…" Was her reply as she sounded rather unsure about herself.

"Don't worry about them, besides I'll be there." You said and chuckled.

"That's what I am worrying about. Just promise me not to start anything." Malevus said to you.

"No promises!" You laughed.



Blackmoore's study was full of people. The men had been talking with each other, but the chatter had stopped when you had entered the study. The clack of your cane on the wooden floor had been the only sound in the room until you had taken your seat, this time next to Blackmoore's seat. You didn't need to say a word as the officers took their seats and then you just waited for Blackmoore to take his seat.

The break you had and the hookah had really helped you. You felt surprisingly fresh and energetic. Giving a glance to Malevus who was standing a short distance away from the table, she had changed into a bit better set of dark grey and blue trousers and tunic and had thrown her Alteraci cloak on her shoulders.

"Alright let's get this over with." Blackmoore said as he sat down next to you. He seemed annoyed about something, probably due to Garithos or maybe because of the Dark Irons or you. "Prince Alric, the campaign is yours."

"Thank you Lord Blackmoore." You replied to him and looked around.

Langston was there to your left with Captain Cromwell. Next to them sat Sir Foecourt and Marshall Redpath. To the right of you was Blackmoore, Colonel Garithos, Captain Reginald and Jon Maxwell. Rest of the table was filled with various officers and knights.


>Present your plan of four columns to the officers.
>Go through the exact troop numbers available.
>Ask if the officers have any suggestions or things to say?
>Make a point about unity. There are people who disagree about things around the table. Tomorrow those disagreements need to be put aside.
>Other, write in


>>6114307

No picture, mentioned just couple times side character from the RPG books? Sign me up! Bakhtet by the way wasn't the named character I had in mind earlier.
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>>6114490
>Present your plan of four columns to the officers.
>Go through the exact troop numbers available.
>Ask if the officers have any suggestions or things to say?
There's no point to make platitudes about unity, it's painfully obvious to anyone that this is the farthest thing from anyone's minds. The soldiers need to carry out their orders, that's all there is to it.
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>>6114490
>Present your plan of four columns to the officers.
>Go through the exact troop numbers available.
>Ask if the officers have any suggestions or things to say?

Thankfully the general idea of the plan was outlined last thread. Then the bit about putting Captain Reginald on the right flank came about nicely. That should hopefully fly pretty well, arguing against it would argue against Reginald and those officers getting their glory.

Also Jon Maxwell sitting on that side with the RD, not surprised, unless it was something Blackmoore did to show them some favor?

Now or later do we get into some details like putting more of the Durnholde cav and lighter troops with us in the Vanguard. The units capable of executing the moves we will need to catch and pull the gnolls where we want them.

I wonder if we could get them to leave the ballistas at the interment camp that would be in danger of gnolls, or in defense of the farms since that was a Durnholde priority. I figure they would just slow things down in the hills anyways unless we stick them with the supply train columns.

>>6114484
Not about having slavery, its more I recalled Blacksteel was worried that his own Clan would become slaves if they didn't make enough money in trade, but we put together the oil deal so it should have kept them out of danger for a while. Though rolling that 1 and hearing him talk about how the elders view it as unreasonable, unprofitable, I wonder if hes still worried or just understandably bitter about it. If they pressure him for intelligence if he hasn't done enough to secure their position would he have to offer up stuff he saw while he was out, or perhaps that was part of his duties anyways. Merchant trading were sort of a traditional sort of spying on enemy activity anyways I think.

It would be pretty funny if they did kill some iron forge ambassador lol. I think they have bigger things on their plate, or under it rather yeah. I do wonder about that isolationist dwarf spot in the bottom right corner of the map. Might be an interesting spot to visit atleast once.
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>>6114490
>>Present your plan of four columns to the officers.
>>Go through the exact troop numbers available.
>>Ask if the officers have any suggestions or things to say?
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>>6114490
>Present your plan of four columns to the officers.
>Go through the exact troop numbers available.
>Ask if the officers have any suggestions or things to say?

I would wonder how many of them have fought gnolls before. Beside our troops.
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"Malevus, you have the papers?" You asked her.

"Of course Prince Alric." She replied as she walked to you and handed a pair of scrolls containing information on your own troops and supplies taken with you.

You could see the eyes following her which felt like they made her somewhat uncomfortable.

"You haven't seen an elf before?" You asked the knights who had looked at her before dropping the topic completely. "I have spoken with Lord Blackmoore and with Mr. Langston when it comes to the strategy. We also argued briefly about it before the break."

You didn't look at Garithos as you opened your scrolls and took out the quill and ink.

"Keeping all of our men together is too rigid a choice and covers too little ground." You said and held your hand up in a fist. "The gnolls will just dance around us and choose when to attack."

Opening your palm and spreading your fingers, except your thumb around. You flexed them and started to explain your plan to everyone.

"Instead we will be in four columns. This way we will cover most territory, force the gnolls to engage us on our own terms, allow us to lend support and cover our neighbours." You spoke to them and continued going through your fingers. "Durnholders will be in the left flank, Regional Defenders led by Colonel Garithos to their right, Alteracis in the middle as the vanguard and the second force of Regional Defenders led by Captain Reginald holding the right flank."

Couple of the knights whispered something to each other, but you didn't hear what exactly. Garithos leered at you, but didn't say anything.

"Prince Alric, I appreciate the honour, but…" Captain Reginald started to speak. "Why do you split us? We Regional Defenders are the largest and strongest force, so why halve our strength like this?"


Why?:
>Write in

QM: Shorter and precise answer could be the best. Long and rambly one probably not.
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>>6114726
>Write in
"I split you to give the gnolls an illusion of weakness for them to exploit. Otherwise they will not make the first move and pointlessly chasing them will not get us any closer to our goal."
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>>6114726
"It is because you are the largest and strongest force that I was able to split you. This is not like a conventional battle with lines drawn on each side. As I said earlier if we tried that the Gnolls would not give a fight. Instead they'd lead us all on a merry chase. The way the plan is set now is so that each group can react to the other if they are engaged."
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>>6114726
>Write in
"The largest force will never be able to properly engage this enemy in this terrain. We need quick blades not two-handed Warhammers."

Alternatively 'To hunt game we need bows and arrows not ballista shots.'
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>>6114726
How about just a hint of who it was going to be?
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>>6114726
>Write in
"Gnolls attack with speed, aggression and brutality. And we go in their home. We need to be fast, for cover more ground, and small, so that the Gnolls bite our bait."
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tfw havent gotten any tricks we can do with the dragon magic yet
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No update today. I am not on my PC or have my laptop with me, next update would have the troop numbers and I am not going to write it with my phone. So that will have to wait till tomorrow.

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>>6115250

Nope and learning a new language is hard!
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>>6115287

You know what, today was a pretty good day for the QM outside of being unable to do the update. So I am going to reward you lot with a chance to ask meta or QM related questions. Now I might not answer everything, especially if they are too spoilery, but I will try to stay more open than usual.

I will write the answers tomorrow at some point if you have the questions for me. Let's see how horrible mistake this ends up being.
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>>6115316
What are the dwarves of Ironforge currently up to? Do they even know we're cavorting with the Dark Irons? This seems to be on everyone's mind lately.
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>>6115316
What does the Burning Legion and Kel Thuzad think of us?
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>>6115322
I think Kel sees us as a golden opportunity. We're not too tightly organized as far as civilizations go and most of our healthcare is on the level of "Talk to the local herb woman" and most of our goods and food are locally sourced. Originally the plague came from the Northlands, which is where we are. I expect us to be hit first and hit hard and the only thing that could perhaps slow it down is the presence of several paladins and being able to cut off the head of the snake. But let's be real, there's no surviving the scourging by staying and fighting. We will have to probably join Thrall in Kalimdor later unless we manage to completely derail the narrative with bullshit rolls.
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>>6115325
Well let's cheat and get a fuck load of paladins. Don't the blood elves have that? (Or in cannon that not exist yet)

Build our own paladin order. We should get some anti disease and vermin wards put in dawnholme.

>Has Sylvanas heard of the Uber chad Alric?

>Does Arthas have a inclination that we banged his sister?

>Is his sister pregnant? She was "sick" when she left? ( I know she's supposed to be sickly n shit but that would be hilarious if true qm)
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>>6115367
>>6115316
Oops meant to tag this for my

> le posts
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>>6115367
Blood elves aren't even a thing yet. And we should not cheat, people specifically do not take meta choices, because the objectively correct meta choice would have been to go after Kel'Thuzad when Kael had sent us a letter to find and track down the necromancer. It wouldn't have been guaranteed that we'd get him, but from Alric's point of view chasing after some Dalaran mage that did some no-no stuff is way on the backburner. And QM punishes cheating quite heavily, so, no, let's not. Paladins are geopolitically dogs of Lordaeron and we have no reason to house them or tolerate them as they are enforces of the will of a hostile government.
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>>6115316
Dont mind if I do

Will there be a Nalice segment or pdf adventure to see what shes been up to? I want my Lady Nalice back.

Any hints on what the next Wiklish invention could be? A glance at some of his blueprints and notes, a background workshop scene to get the mood of the shop workers and their everyday lives?

What did you think of the four column plan and how the Campaign start is shaping up? I thought it felt like the kind of riskier higher mobility strategy Alric would like for himself. Thoughts so what happened with Astu? The Pai and Eligius adventure?

I'm pretty confident that we won't be dueling Garithos anytime soon, especially not after he saw Alric ready to rumble like a western gunman, his hand caressing his six shooter like a long lost lover. Anything to say on how badly would the fel giving a little push into maiming or killing Garithos have gone lol

I do wonder how powerful lighting the Cinder Sword up with Fel would be.

How hard would it be to start up a magic item workshop that could produce something like the Cinder Sword or Rondal Dagger, perhaps lesser copies or variants for a fun little knight order. Jan did mention that Dalaran would eventually crack down on such magic items before it got out of hand, but perhaps a small workshop could go unmolested. Or maybe we make a deal with Dalaran to not open anything big up, and get some benefits in return.

What characters might we have met if we took up Kael's offer, did he have something specific in mind for his favor or just wanted it for a rainy day? I for one understand why anons didn't take it fearing the favor ask, but I think taking it would have been better. Getting a real working favor-for-favor relationship with Kael and growing closer with Kael even if we have to work for it seems like the real benefit for me. Extra troops are always nice tho. I don't think he would have done us dirty. Plus we could have met with a Windrunner sister....Maybe we can ask him for one or both of the Troll Extermination campaigns we may or may not need. I don't imagine Kael will give up on working with Alric anyways.

Is there much pirate activity around the waters these days? I wouldnt mind a pirate adventure once Alric gets the first ship of the new alterac navy. Might be a nice way to get favor with Kul Tiras.

How many suitable princes are around if and when we do save Alric's little sister?

What kind of character was the Dark Iron we didn't manage to roll up this time?

What was the scene we missed with Malevus, or might it still come up?

Have you decided on the odds of Alric and Malevus conceiving a child? Considered how it might change things between our Alterac and Quel'Thalas? Or would it not really shake things up much for such a potential marriage to happen?
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There's some QM related stuff I've been meaning to ask.
This is actually the very first quest that I've started following. I've always been a fan of Warcraft(some versions of it at least) and this one immediately caught my interest.
What I would like to ask is how do you do it? Did you prepare an outline of how the story could go or were you making things up along the threads? Was it a mix of both?

What advice would you give to someone who would like to make a quest? Reading this quest gave me ideas about doing a Warcraft quest of my own but I'm not certain if I'm cut out for it.
I did try making an unrelated one to test the waters but I found out that even maintaining a single thread requires dedication. Not just in writing skill but in time. I really admire your (and other QMs') dedication because I honestly can't imagine myself doing this for weeks, much less entire years.
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>>6115316
There is a lot of gnolls out here in this ancient forest ? Like a lot, lot or a bit less ? Just want to get a vague idea of how big the butcher bill will be, when the campaign is done (no precise number).

Can we ask Blacksteel, to give us Bakhtet permanently ? I wouldn't mind growing our retinue with another fine warrior and Gravis certainly wouldn't mind either. Better protection for us means he can do is job properly. Thats why i jumped on getting Sir Cyrus in the first place. Are we going to see soon what Bakhtet is like ?

Whats the master plan of Voren'thal with Alric ? Or was it really as simple has throwing Malevus for give her a new start while also keeping an eye on Alric, the good old "two birds with one stone" move, and whatever happens happens ? If you can't answer i am fine with that.

How much can we bombard Van Cleef with letters to convince him to get up here ? I recon there is a limit even with the respect they have for one another, at the same time though i don't think Alric would want to give up the chance to get them out from there. Yeah i know, Varian will not like this at all, but he doesn't like what we did already so eh.

was Ulmo just an unfortunate encounter or the sign of future things to come ?

Its Raleigh having a religious crisis or he is 100% fine with what is happening to the Prince he is serving ? Its a bit more complex than that isn't it ?

Why the Silver Hand didn't send anyone in this campaign ? Is Uther and everyone else there just not a fun of the combo* of Blackmoore, Garithos and Alric ?

Is Wilkish still processing what we told him ?

How are outsiders going to look at the squire/paladin getting married with Alric ? Are we breaking some society rules with that ? I don't mind lol. I know Katrana might go nuclear.

Are we going to ever encounter that distant cousin ?

Where is Kris Legace ? Didn't see her for quite a while. Syndicate stuff or other reasons ?

Will Garithos jump immediately on the hate and resentment that is growing toward us across the Alliance (Varian for name one), for gain more support ?

Whats Normand doing right now ? Taking a nap :) ?
*disaster waiting to happen
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Also just how much at risk is Langston going to be when the orcs arrive in Durnholde ? High or low ? i wouldn't want him to die.
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>>6115376
all of this is true. And i will always fully support this mindset
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Alright, let's do this.

>>6115321

Dwarves of Ironforge are minding their own business. Both First and Second War struck them hard so they have been rebuilding ever since. They do know about your dealings with Dark Irons and boy they aren't happy.

>>6115322

Burning Legion doesn't have agents at hand who would be interested in you right now. Now there are some who are affiliated, but don't know about it, who know and recognize you.

Now Kel'Thuzad is interested in you. In fact if you had asked for his help early after the Incident, he could have restored you. But nowadays, his interest in you is just professional. At this point he has heard the whispers of the Lich King, but haven't directly acted upon them yet. To make a silly comparison, he is very much a "bicurious" when it comes to necromancy and serving Lich King right now.

>>6115367

>Has Sylvanas...
Yes
>Does Sylvanas...
No, she doesn't care about you

>Does Arthas...
He is speculating, but has no proofs

>Is his sister...
No, people would have noticed and Arthas would have travelled to Dawnholme with a bunch of angry knights with him.

>>6115434

>Will there...
Nalice is doing Nalice business, maybe after the campaign you will hear what she has been doing. I am planning on returning her back into as a regular character relatively soonish. But a standalone Nalice sidestory, I am ot sure.

>Any hints...
Miniaturizing the K.W.G.S.R

>What did you...
Riskier option definitely, but the option to take if you want to have the initiative in combat.

>I'm pretty confident...
Corpses

>I do wonder...
Very

>How hard...
Rather difficult. First you need proper master blacksmiths and then you need mages who are familiar with enchantments to combine these two things. Magic items are becoming more common, but they are still work of quite small amount of artists. Dalaran is just getting angsty about these things really early.

>What characters...
Trusted officer would have been Raethan. Elven specialists would have had old man himself Voren'thal the Seer with them and priests and non-combatants would have had Kael'thas and one other unnamed character with them that I might use on a later date. For the favour, Kael'thas wouldn't have fucked you over with it. He is a fair dude, basically a bro when you get to know him. Now Windrunners, how much competition do you really want Malevus to have?

>Is there...
Not much, pirates aren't a common occurrence here abouts.

>How many...
Of her age? None. Being flexible, maybe Tandred Proudmoore. There's a terrible lack of suitable Princes around.

>What kind...
Magical

>What was...
If you had left Alric be, he would have had a Fel dream. Malevus would have had to calm him down.

>Have you...
The odds are the second lowest amongst the potential partners/companions Alric can/have had. Impact depends on if Alric and Malevus makes noise on Malevus actually being an important noble in Quel'thalas. Now what will her parents think of Alric, marrying upwards?
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>>6115955
>They do know about your dealings with Dark Irons and boy they aren't happy.
Too bad! BEHOLD! RAGNAROS!
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>>6115955

>>6115592

Not wanting to let you, my beautiful anons down. That's really it.

Now when it comes to this Quest, this is not my first jomp at questing. I had one before this back in the /tg/ days that didn't last that long. But for this and other Quests, it depends on the type of a quest.

A Quest based on existing IP has the benefit of pre-existing material, be it Warcraft, Fallout, Starcraft or maybe Naruto, you can use the existing canon as a timeline to work with. One of the first documents I made to help with this Quest is a Timeline document where I wrote down existing WC2, WC3, Lord of the Clans, Rise of the Horde etc book events that could impact Alric. Adding to it things like what Syndicate has done and what some side characters have done, and I have a document outlining most of the events up to Third War.

Now that isn't the only thing guiding me, I have had a lot of ideas in my head that I have added on to the Timeline on later dates, for example the annual Alliance meetings came up way later and it is one of the things that are just going to happen. But I can't say that I don't just invent stuff from time to time, sometimes I need a chance in pacing to avoid a long 10k characters update. Sometimes my sudden ideas have led into side-character storylines that haven't been that important in the grand scheme of things. That can be blamed on my want to just explain some things too well.

But to make a Quest, the biggest suggestion is just to read the existing well received Quests and then just good English literature. That way you have the knowledge of how Quests in /qst/ work and how storytelling works. But to make a Quests, be it OC or based on existing IP, having the idea of what do you want the story be helps a lot. For example a simple DnD adventure party vs BBEG can work, as can Alric's semi-civilization semi-visual romance novel Quest. What you need is to stick with your idea and to be able to push it forward on timely manner, with that the Timeline or plot trainline can help tremendously. For example a Naruto Quest has the manga as a baseline to follow and guide you along, meanwhile a completely OC setting, the timeline is something you need to invent. You shouldn't have the MC to exist in vacuum, the world evolves and moves forward without the actions related to the OC content.

How to make the daily updates? It is what I said, I don't want to let you my beautiful anons down. This is my hobby, way too much time consuming hobby, but I want to see the story unfold with you. How things go, what options do you choose. I try to throw hooks and more extreme options at you from time to time to break the Timeline I have build, but you don't want to catch them. And at this point 32 threads in, the weight of stopping is just too much.

We are on this journey together my dear anons.
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>>6115976

>>6115674

>There is...
Plenty, it won't be easy

>Can we...
Yes, but he won't be on horseback

>Whats the...
"Two birds with one stone" and he is not called a Seer without a reason. Though as much as he might see things ahead of time, what stops him from influencing thing before hand?

>How much...
He wants his revenge, how much can letters achieve in the end?

>Was Umo...
Yes!

>Is Raleigh...
Don't worry about him, Nalice has things sorted out.

>Why the...
Garinthos didn't ask Uther.

>Is Wiklish...
He is too hyped up about the funding and the oil rig to care about much anything else.

>How are...
You are breaking plenty of rules. Human and an elf? A Prince and his squire? That's quite a power difference. How will succession work, what will the Alteraci nobles think about having a ruler that will outlast of of them? Now Katrana, do you think this is going to stop her?

>Are we...
Yes

>Where is Kris Legace?
In Stromgarde doing stuff for your sister. Kris moved there for her own safety.

>Will Garinthos...
Is water wet?

>Whats Normand...
Having tea and biscuits with Tari, completely oblivious to you and Malevus being an unit or about the details of the plans you have regarding Pai, Eligius and Alicia Perenolde. Though Maura pester him about grandchildren all the time.

>>6115688

He survived in canon!


Now though, back to writing the actual update. But if you have questions regarding what I posted or if you need clarification, please ask, because I will answer! Be smart about what you want to ask, you don't get this opportunity often!
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>>6115955
Thanks Medivh you're the best. I liked Alric having to recover as he did anyways, there were some nice lessons in there. Having Nalices life energy converted into high grade fel then injected is cool too. One day perhaps FelMalevus will surrender and Alric can develop some of those powers.

Oh right I forgot to ask if Alric could try by himself on instinct to make the physical Fel Boost work, and what the immediate or long term dangers would be abusing it.

Would have been fun to use that against Garithos. Alric just grabs his neck and lifts a fully armored knight one handed.

>Malevus parents
I suppose they'll presume Alric is just that good in bed lol. Call him an elfaboo. Accuse him of trying to larp as a scion of the old Arathi Empire from the troll wars with wanting an elf wife.
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>>6116002
>Accuse him of trying to larp as a scion of the old Arathi Empire from the troll wars with wanting an elf wife.
I didn't even think of it. We'll have our chance at that Arathi Empire a few years down the line...
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"It is because you are the largest and strongest force that I was able to split you. This is not like a conventional battle with lines drawn on each side. As I said earlier if we tried that the Gnolls would not give a fight. Instead they'd lead us all on a merry chase. The way the plan is set now is so that each group can react to the other if they are engaged." You told Reginald and continued keeping your hand up and fingers spread. “Each finger can support each other when attacked, none of them are strong enough to push the gnolls away alone. Instead they will attract them and then together we will deal with them.”

Captain Reginald looked at you for a second and then for a moment, then he nodded in agreement.

“You are right Prince Alric, gnolls aren’t what we would consider common enemies.” Reginald said to you.

“By spreading our forces, we will cover more land. Sure it can be a bit more risky of an option, but it is the option we should take.” You said to him. “Gnolls aren’t tacticians like we are, but they aren’t stupid. They know that they will have to react to us, especially if we cover too much terrain for them.”

Langston and Sir Foecourt nodded to you, while Garithos just stared at you.

“Not though, my plan is clear to you, but we should know about the troops involved.” You said to everyone and continued. “Langston, can you please tell us what you are bringing to the campaign.”

“Of course Prince Alric.” He replied.

The talks moved into what troops each of you were bringing to the table. Four columns meant that the troops available would be spread and the options of reinforcing the columns with the mercenaries or the not affiliated troops was a lot more difficult. But it was all quite doable at the end of the day, you just needed to make the decisions necessary.

As you spoke with the officers, you learned about the troops available and what the bases for the columns were. You just needed to make the decisions on where to deploy them.

1/1
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1st Column (Durnholde, Langston)
-50 Regular Footmen
-30 Regular Archers

2nd Column (Regional Defenders, Garithos)
-30 Veteran Footmen
-50 Regular Footmen
-50 Regular Archers
-4 Ballistae and crew

3rd Column (Alterac, Alric)
-4 Regular Knights
-10 Elite Royal Foot Guards
-30 Veteran Footmen
-40 Regular Pikemen
-10 Elite Archers
-10 Veteran Archers
-15 Regular Archers
-20 Veteran Crossbowmen
-25 Regular Bandit Rogues

4th Column (Regional Defenders, Reginald)
-100 Regular Footmen
-50 Regular Archers

Deployable troops:

Durnholder Cavalry, Sir Foecourt
-10 Regular Knights
-10 Regular Mounted Sergeants

Durnholder Infantry, Marshall Redpath
-20 Regular Footmen
-20 Regular Archers

Durnholder Mercenaries
-10 Veteran Footmen
-10 Regular Footmen
-10 Regular Archers

Regional Defender Knights
-30 Regular Knights

Regional Defender Cavalry
-20 Regular Mounted Sergeants

Stromgarde Infantry, Jon Maxwell
-20 Veteran Footmen
-20 Regular Footmen

Alliance Forces
-20 Regular Footmen
-20 Regular Archers
-20 Regular Bandit Rogues


QM: Alright so, deploy the available troops to the columns as you want. You can stack a single column or have them spread. Basically designate the troops to columns you want.
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>>6116002

>One day...
Anons have been voting against it!

>and what...
Felric

>Would have...
Half Life Gib Sound.mp3

>I suppose...
It is more about them thinking long term and Alric as a human is relatively short term. Alric and his bed manners have nothing to do with this, political marriages don't care about such things if there is something to be gained.

Alrighty, I will take comments to my posts and I will answer to them.
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>>6116106
>Voting against it!
Sometimes the hand of fate must be forced...Do what you must.

I'm sure anons will come around once FelMalevus's submission is clear, when they realize we need that power, or that it would be really cool to supplement our skills with properly controlled fel powers.


>>6116105
1st Column (Durnholde, Langston)
-50 Regular Footmen
-30 Regular Archers
Durnholder Infantry, Marshall Redpath
-20 Regular Footmen
-20 Regular Archers
Durnholder Mercenaries
-10 Veteran Footmen
-10 Regular Footmen
-10 Regular Archers
Alliance Forces
-20 Regular Footmen
-20 Regular Archers
-20 Regular Bandit Rogues
110 Footmen, 80 Archer, 20 Rogues

2nd Column (Regional Defenders, Garithos)
-30 Veteran Footmen
-50 Regular Footmen
-50 Regular Archers
-4 Ballistae and crew
Stromgarde Infantry, Jon Maxwell
-20 Veteran Footmen
-20 Regular Footmen
120 Footmen, 50 Archers, 4 Ballistae

3rd Column (Alterac, Alric)
-4 Regular Knights
-10 Elite Royal Foot Guards
-30 Veteran Footmen
-40 Regular Pikemen
-10 Elite Archers
-10 Veteran Archers
-15 Regular Archers
-20 Veteran Crossbowmen
-25 Regular Bandit Rogues
Durnholder Cavalry, Sir Foecourt
-10 Regular Knights
-10 Regular Mounted Sergeants
80 Foot and Pike, 35 Archers, 20 Crossbows, 25 Bandit Rogues, 14 Knights, 10 Sergeants

4th Column (Regional Defenders, Reginald)
-100 Regular Footmen
-50 Regular Archers
Regional Defender Knights
-30 Regular Knights
Regional Defender Cavalry
-20 Regular Mounted Sergeants


I think this arrangement would work. Gives the flanks a good presence so it pushes the enemy inwards a bit. Good balance and size on Langston to protect the farms. Plenty of cavalry for Reginald so we can have him come in swinging, or pin the enemy first so we can swing in. A solid 50 vet footmen with Garithos including Maxwell so if he gets targeted it should hold pretty well. With our mages, veterancy, the Alric Kill Squad, and Foecourt I think we should be a formidable Vanguard.
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>>6116138
I'm strictly against using fel personally because throughout the history of Warcraft there hasn't been a single fel user that lived to have a "Happily ever after" ending. The energy not only is extremely volatile, corrupting the user worse than all known drugs combined physically but it also draws trouble to itself like flame draws moths. A powerful fel user will be beset by others of his kind for the rest of his life, batting away challengers and demons, or being forced into a situation where he will have to dominate them with brute force to maintain his power or do nothing but kill to ward off attempts on his life. And the problem with demons is that you can't kill them permanently. Fel would have been a fair path to embark upon if Alric was a lone warrior facing insurmountable odds with no hope or rest, but he has delegates and capable subordinates, he doesn't need that much personal power, especially power that is paid for with such high a cost.

I do like your troop deployment. The best scenario we could possibly have is to reenact the battle of the Carrhae, where our "wings" encounter gnolls and withdraw in good order, while the center establishes a battle line, and gradually we will go wide and "deep", encircling the gnolls and leaving them no chance to escape as the flanks reform and come upon them from behind as they engage the center.
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>>6116106
I just remembered something if I can have a couple more questions. What would Alric's magical nature have been if we hadn't accepted the seed of Nalice's dragon fire? Wind, Earth for the mountains, Lightning, some kind of mental will magic, metal? etc.

Are there any features to Alric's dragon fire we haven't discovered yet?

As for comments on the political marriage I will have to think. Typical noble things like royal privilege in lordaeron legal system, building alliances, land, oil, wealth, technology we are gaining, contacts with powerful allies and friends like Katrana or Jaina or Jandice. A chance to have more influence in a human kingdom.

Maybe Ill play with the Arathi Empire joke from earlier. The Elves made an alliance and pact with humans to win the troll wars. That was more or less passed down to the successor Kingdoms of today and honored by joining the Alliance to fight together. The Alterac Kingdom, or atleast Aiden, broke that pact. It could be mended again by way of marriage, there could be considerable Honor in being the family that has mended that pact. Kael obviously values working with humans and is interested in Alric and his works, so the sentiment of wanting to honor that pact I think is fairly prominent for elves. If we frame it to Kael as wanting to solidify an alliance between him and Alric, between the kingdoms they will inherit and make, then Kael could convince Malevus's parents.

>>6116154
Thats understandable. When I think of someone with fel enhanced strength having a 'good' ending I think of Grom killing his literal demons in Mannoroth and dying with honor lol. That said I consider it almost inevitable for Alric. He does have fantastic subordinates who he cherishes, even loves, and thats precisely why it will happen. I believe he would be so loathe to lose them he would absolutely reach and accept having to beat his demons into submission for the power to prevent their death in battle.

Can he tell Malevus to give up her dream of Guardian which will take her to the battlefield, I doubt it. Malevus gets knocked off her horse again as a swarm of enemies start cutting into her? Or an enemy Champion with a runeblade? He'll snap and go full throttle. Summon some dragon wings made of fire to zoom across the battlefield, light up the cinder with Fel to just cleave through the enemy. Write some dragon language runes in the air and breath fire like Uncle Iroh. Every fancy loveable subordinate is another string tying him to this fate.
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>>6116344
All of that can be avoided by planning for such situations and not running head first into trouble. And there's a very big difference between smoking demon crack and following your dreams of being an honourable warrior.
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>>6116138
>>6116154
The blood elves that were sustained by the sunwell that were then deprived were called the crackelves by Blizzard when they made TBC WoW. That's what we're looking at - an addict that looks like a god briefly then gets consumed from the inside. Gul'dan survives by burning every single bridge he encounters, even with fucking Sargeras in Legion WoW.

>>6116105
Support deployment, looks good enough. I am thinking Garithos with the ballistae scaring the pants off me, rather than Reginald, but Garithos wouldn't part with them.
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>>6116360
That could be tough. Alric loves running head first into trouble AND loves making plans where he is first to run into trouble. Lets take a hit of this life saving green powder off the ear of an elf, take a few puffs from the dark iron hookah, then contemplate how future Malevus is also going to have to wrestle with the intense need to smoke demon crack while following her dream of being an honorable warrior.
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No update today, my apologies. Just too tired from work to think about writing an update. But I will answer the few questions and because of no update, go ahead and ask few more if you have anything in mind.

>>6116344

>What would...
It would have started as perfectly vanilla baseline arcane that could have evolved into something else.

>Are there...
Yes
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>>6116381
Ideally she won't have to do that because we'll have Arthas never get the sword.
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>>6115988
Thanks for answers

Thats fine, Alric isn't always on horseback either. He is ready to go on foot when needed.

>what stops him from influencing thing before hand?
True enough.

>Vengeance
Thats rough. But I guess it makes sense, after what they had to suffer through. Vengeance sounds better than a fresh start. I can only think of one way for press him....

>Nalice has things sorted out
She remains active, cant complain. Is this one of the safety measures she made for ensure we are fine, when she isn't around ?

>Garinthos didn't ask Uther
Wow, really ? There is people in the order that wouldn't have mind from what we have seen. They dont like us or trust us. Also Uther still has his orders when it comes to us, Garithos asking for a paladin or few wouldn't be that hard no?Garithos didn't even thought to check on them... or did someone else just told him to not ask for Paladins, or to not ask Uther or any other important Paladin ?


I guess we will have to revise the rules in the book of law, and probably change a few more things around. The kingdom doesn't exactly exist at the moment, so we could do it. Ultimately i think on the inside we have the power, respect and influence to pass through this, we are going to have a nobility but it will be the one we create from our men. And most Alteracis nobles are not in our ranks, what remains of them is in the ranks of our foes. Which if they ever surrender, i am not sure we can pardon them and accept them. Or can we, we could ? That might be a problem with the Alliance. It does help that Malevus is also creating some good rep for herself, creating a solid image for our Alteracis both civilians and soldiers alike. No, Katrana is not going to stop because of this and that will be a problem. I dont have any solution for that, beside to appeal to reason and hope Katrana is occupied by an avalanche of demanding and urgent business !

Good thing that we are going to put, Garithos rep even more in the dust in this campaign. If he dies by Gnolls i also wouldn't mind ! Not going to solve this issue in the long run (powerful people that hate Alric because he is a Perenolde, and an Alteraci), but in the short run it can be made less of a problem

>Having tea and biscuits with Tari
Perfect
>completely oblivious to you and Malevus being an unit
Ah, yeah. It will be good when they learn of it.....
>Plans
Secrecy and all that jazz. If the mission manages a win we will tell him.
>Though Maura pester him about grandchildren all the time.
Perfect

Good i wouldn't want for him to die.

>>6116138
>>6116105
Support this troops decision
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>>6116656
I think we could pardon them should they surrender if they demonstrate their willingness to make up for their past transgressions in the same fashion as the syndicate regular troops. Hard labor/house arrest/jail. If you join with the Syndicate, you relinquish any pretenses of nobility of Alterac and to prove your loyalty and willingness to the state, you need to undergo a period of trials that will test your resolve and condition you to be an actual civil servant and not a useless wretch good only for spending money and wielding his influence for personal gain. Should one succeed and should people accept him or her, then the noble should have his privileges restored, have a ceremony held to commemorate the event and then be granted lands and servants to command. I think it is an excellent way that will weed out the overtly prideful and self absorbed and will only ensure the people that joined the Syndicate that had no other choice because Lordaeron had declared all of Atleraci nobility criminals and issued a headhunt, will end up getting into positions of power and influence. Some might view this as browbeating, but if they think that way, they can go and wear their bandanas, see where that gets them.
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You know thinking about all the attempts on Alric life, I cant help but wonder if Alric shouldn't ask for Eligius and Nalice to knows some of their craft in that regard. Just to be a bit safer. Call it safety lessons in case of more ambushes, assassinations or poison.

Thankfully when the blessed town hall (hurrah !), is done and we found the people to put there to work, Alric can do more things. Can be anything. Double down with Normand on any useful subject, double down on training (far more sparring partners now), double down on magic (even if i am good with the current pace), or even try and learn other languages (wilkish and bakhtet).

I am a bit optimistic with the current situation, some money and supplies coming in if we manage to win the campaign. And if the mission goes well, a sister saved and the Syndicate having more issues. And once the oil rig is completed more money and trade. Possibly enough to get more armors for our subordinates and soldiers, pushing their quality further up. Maybe we could even buy a new horse in the future. Epona is very good, loyal and wasn't afraid so far. But i am afraid for her since she is not a warhorse.

>>6116671
I wouldn't mind that solution. It worked out so far with the Syndicate regular troops now under us. Radan is a prime example of this, and shows to everyone we would in fact follow a process like you suggested. He proved himself, he risked his life. If a minor knight like him could do it, the nobility of Alterac should be able to do the same.

>they can go and wear their bandanas, see where that gets them.
If they want to go that way, then they best be ready for what they will get by us. Executions. Death in battle. Whatever works for send a clear message or just for clean up.
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>>6116583
No worries M, and thanks. I'll have to think on what questions I might have forgotten.

Just thinking on it Nalice's dragon fire was the most kino option anyways, not to forget personally rewarding for a deeper bond between Alric and his mentor. Wind might have been handy for being harder for people to spot and is a pretty flexible theme. Enchantment would have been handy too, but with how dragon language can be used as the tattoos on Alric's chest that seems to be an option.

Though the idea of more esoteric or specialized ideas would have been fun to play with. The Sun and Moon, does such a connection end up invoking Elune or other surviving natural Gods in some subtle way. If we expand on the Slow arcane spell as being a Time spell, that can be a fun theme to play with until Nozdormu's brood decides to show up lol...Though that would open up the door to some rather amusing side quests perhaps meeting up with a certain red haired wizard as they get sent into a distant place and time to partake of history. But thats a whole other can of worms way way off the rails.

>>6116656
I presume he didn't invite Uther and the Silver Hand because their presence would overshadow him while hes trying to earn that promotion.

Thought its probably a fair point that if there is a monster threat in a region that someone in his position is supposed to petition the Silver Hand for aid. I thought Turalyon might have been attached to the RD in this region and so it could have been his responsibility. Unless he just happened to be around back then, or to help officiate what was going on in Southshore? Either way he could just say he didn't want to bother the Silver Hand when they have other problems on their hands.

>>6116671

The Alteraci nobility is an interesting question. At this point after so many years they've all cultivated atleast some skills and experience in intrigue that if not used would rather go to waste. Though perhaps its more like adding a bit of colour to their courtier and warrior lifestyles. So much of their skills would have been put to use in ways to undermine the other kingdoms, and they've been fighting the fight that VanCleef is only just starting for some time. I imagine they aren't prone to lavish spending unless its uncover and in the interest of corrupting some noble and his assets, but to be fair they are coping with the loss of everything they had so yeah. I do think any who are really active in their organization are fairly lean and mean, but after so many years it does seem paranoia and distrust has set in.

Life goes on though and so there will be nobility who are not active as old men, women, and children. Sort of like those of the Stonemasons, have they taken measures to protect them from the dirty fighting duties. To what extent can the nobility of those more vulnerable be kept or tested. A tested and proven noble getting to bring the rest of his family with him seems suitable.
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>>6116753
We will absolutely have to rewrite Alteraci penal code and the code of law, this goes without saying. Eligius is going to be our lawmaker and he will do it once we retake the capital. He will absolutely hate the job and that will ensure that he will do it well. Remember, that civil legislative power should only reside in the hands of those that fear it or do not want it.
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>>6116822
>Eligius has to be Spymaster, our Magic Handler, our numbers man, AND Lawmaker for a remade Kingdom?

As much as a comically overworked but superb subordinate is funny, atleast get the man an excellent wife who can help handle some of this.
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>>6116829
Task delegation will continue until morale improves. And obviously he eventually will cease having to be our magic handler, I doubt he'd want to be a court mage, since that'd put him within the public eye. I do agree with the wife part though.
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>>6116838
I dont know if I missed any suitable ladies but this seems like the list, though Beve is obviously distant it kind of felt like a strong power couple option if Alric could ever convince Beve to come home.

Pai, spy and courtier skills
Surena (Stonemason Mage/Warlock Woman), magic
The Witches (Elise, Josephine, Maria and Lisa), unusual magic
Beve Perenolde, spy and courtier and magic
Untapped Reserve - The Underbelly pops and characters we haven't gotten yet.

Plenty of mages just take apprentices whenever they find someone with talent, or live in Dalaran, but I'd guess a strong magic bloodline is still pretty valuable if they can do so? Even more so for independent and secretive magic users who want to settle down. Unless they prefer to try for some weird alchemical or magic ways to enhance their bloodlines and personal affinity for magic, which could be all sorts of FUN. Something tells me Nalice might have some notes on magic eugenics somewhere.

He won't want anyone very showy, though if love blooms then it blooms. Though it'll probably be the pretty witch who they are trying to pair him with anyways lol. Atleast then he could live more comfortably with all the witches pitching in at various stages of home and coven life so they can secure heirs to their witch traditions.

>>6116583
The Witches asked Eligius to help with some harvest ritual a little ways back I think, perhaps earlier this year, how did that go besides Eligius having a good hazy time?

What other sorts of rituals do they have in their unusual tradition? Anything that they could now attempt to do with the resources and confidence now available? Any combat spells or skills that Eligius could have picked up? Do they have anything they might lend to Eligius once he tells them hes going out on a rather dangerous mission?
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1st Column (Durnholde, Langston)
-50 Regular Footmen
-30 Regular Archers
Durnholder Infantry, Marshall Redpath
-20 Regular Footmen
-20 Regular Archers
Durnholder Mercenaries
-10 Veteran Footmen
-10 Regular Footmen
-10 Regular Archers
Alliance Forces
-20 Regular Footmen
-20 Regular Archers
-20 Regular Bandit Rogues
110 Footmen, 80 Archer, 20 Rogues

2nd Column (Regional Defenders, Garithos)
-30 Veteran Footmen
-50 Regular Footmen
-50 Regular Archers
-4 Ballistae and crew
Stromgarde Infantry, Jon Maxwell
-20 Veteran Footmen
-20 Regular Footmen
120 Footmen, 50 Archers, 4 Ballistae

3rd Column (Alterac, Alric)
-4 Regular Knights
-10 Elite Royal Foot Guards
-30 Veteran Footmen
-40 Regular Pikemen
-10 Elite Archers
-10 Veteran Archers
-15 Regular Archers
-20 Veteran Crossbowmen
-25 Regular Bandit Rogues
Durnholder Cavalry, Sir Foecourt
-10 Regular Knights
-10 Regular Mounted Sergeants
80 Foot and Pike, 35 Archers, 20 Crossbows, 25 Bandit Rogues, 14 Knights, 10 Mounted Sergeants

4th Column (Regional Defenders, Reginald)
-100 Regular Footmen
-50 Regular Archers
Regional Defender Knights
-30 Regular Knights
Regional Defender Cavalry
-20 Regular Mounted Sergeants
100 Footmen, 50 Archers, 30 Knights, 20 Mounted Sergeants


It would be a matter of deploying the troops next. Four columns marching maybe quarter, half a league from each other, taking direction from the sun if possible through the forest canopy. There would be runners on horseback between the columns, slightly staggered to allow your Alteracis to be ahead of everyone else in the vanguard.

“Mr. Langston, can you please tell us of how we will march into war?” You asked him.

“Of course Prince Alric.” Langston said to you. “We shall follow the Internment Camps, first the one closest and then through two more before we reach the northmost camp around Durnholde.”

“Which is the camp with the pre-moved supplies?”

“Yes Prince Alric.” Langston replied and nodded.

Good, things were a lot clearer then. You knew the columns, now just to decide what was to be the direction you would enter the gnoll territory. Would you charge the gnolls directly or go for their flanks, dealing with them that way and finding their weakpoints to charge through?


>By the river, sweeping through the South Durnholde Hills into their rear
>Past the farms securing them and then into gnoll held territory
>Straight into their midst, bring the battle to them and take the victory to humans
>Right flank, past the mountains and cut off their route of escape before striking into them

QM: Got the update out, rather simple one, but I think you have the necessary information to make the decision.
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>>6117504
>>By the river, sweeping through the South Durnholde Hills into their rear
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>>6117504
>>By the river, sweeping through the South Durnholde Hills into their rear
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>>6117504
Hmm the river route should let us get a nice look at those supposedly empty south and north areas, at what forced the gnoll migration south. Protects our flank with the river and lets us hit them in the rear where they probably haven't prepared as many ambush groups, which they should call back to deal with the unexpected invaders.

The gnoll survivors from the last expedition wouldn't have rebuilt the main camps in the same spot, naturally they would move it north to be further away buying themselves more time when the humans come again. So any gnoll preparations would likely be around routes 2 and 3, we can preserve more men for the decisive battles.
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>>6117792
That said if they decide on raiding theres nothing between the gnolls and the farms, but would they do that when the enemy is already behind them?

If retribution raiding was more important then survival they would have started raiding after the uther expedition had left. So it should be they are more interested in the strategic reasons, to make an enemy devote resources to turning around and hunting down some very skittish raiders.

But with the enemy already behind them it wouldn't divert any enemies away, as the fastest way for our guys to get to the farms and the raiders would be going right through the gnoll main camps anyways. Atleast thats my thinking on it.

>By the river, sweeping through the South Durnholde Hills into their rear
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“Our immediate goal is to make sure that the farms are secure, this is what Lord Blackmoore has told us.” You said to everyone and continued. “And to not underestimate our opponents, we need to presume that they have an idea where we are going to march to.”

You reached over the table and tapped the map by the Darrowmere River.

“But if the South Durnholde Hills is empty, they won’t have anything that can react to us or see where we are exactly going. So we will march past the farms, if they are smart their scouts will see us and then we enter the South Durnholde Hills and they won’t know what we are doing.” You told them and continued explaining your plan. “The gnolls either think that we are preparing to attack directly from the south, so I want Captain Reginald and his cavalry to make as much noise as possible and be as visible as possible around and near the farms to fool them. Or they follow us into the South Durnholde Hills and we can fight them in terrain not familiar to them.”

“We will also have the river guarding one of our flanks.” Captain Cromwell was smart to point out to everyone.

“Precisely, and if needed I have men across the river and they have rowboats. We can deliver messages or personnel across the river.” You replied to your Captain and then looked at the rest of the officers. “Our plan is to go through the hopefully empty South Durnholde Hills, sweep it free of any potential opposition and bring it back under human control and then turn around into the gnoll rear. If the gnolls think that we are coming from the south, they are in for a really nasty surprise.”

You traced the path on the map with your finger and tapped several times in the gnoll rear. Though this made you wonder, why doesn’t anyone ever comment about your black fingernails? It is always just the eyes, do they think that you are just going through some phase and like to dress in black?

Either way, there was no point in going into particular tactics right now. The main strategy and plan was out and you could go through the battlefield tactics closer to the fighting. After all, all plans are thrown out of the window when fighting starts.

“Mr. Langston, you will be in charge of the supplies. Durnholders have done a great deal of work in preparing them for all of us and you know how much and where they are stashed.” You said to him and then looked at Garithos. “And Colonel Garithos, with the Regional Defenders being the largest force, I want your men to be the ones escorting the baggage train to the Internment Camp.”

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>>6118217

It was a carrot, a small and reasonable one, but the Regional Defenders needed something to not feel left out.

“Understood Prince Perenolde.” Garithos replied with disdain in his voice.

He and the others had acted nicely, you wondered what Blackmoore and him had talked about, but it was probably bad manners to ask him in private.

“Good, then we all should be on the same page. We will talk about the tactics after we reach the Internment Camp and prepare for the actual battles, before then it is quite pointless.” You said to them and looked at Blackmoore. “Lord Blackmoore.”

“Are you finished Prince Alric?” He asked you back.

“I am.” You said to him and smiled as you fixed your glasses. “As the Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force, as much as we have our differences, we have one singular goal for this campaign. To defeat the gnolls and end their threat. So in the name of the Holy Light, let us all do our duties for the greater good.”

From your side of the table there were several nods and ayes. Sir Foecourt and the knights seemed quite enthusiastic, but on the side of Garithos just Jon Maxwell gave you the approving nod.

You closed your eyes for a second and avoided sighing. You were quite done. Hopefully tomorrow you would feel better.

“Mr. Langston, tell us when we leave tomorrow.” You asked him.

“Early Prince Alric, as soon as possible after the sunrise.” He replied.

“That will be our timetable then.” You said to everyone. “Tomorrow we will march into war.”



You slumped over the table in your tent. You were spent. Done. Finished. Whatever energy smoking the hookah and the Dark Iron blend had given to you was gone and you now felt like your soul had drained out of your body.

“Are you alright?” Malevus asked you.

You gave her the look of ‘are you serious?’ as a response.

“I feel like shit.” You said and were blunt. “At least Captain Cromwell knows what we need to do so I don’t need to herd our men.”

Your hungover had gotten the win over you. You should have just rested through the day and not handle any of the campaign business, but you had to. So you had just postponed your energy crash.

“Well, at least you have learned a good lesson.” Malevus said and crossed her arms. “Don’t…”

“Drink the day before an important meeting, I get it.” You interrupted her and continued. “Call it advanced diplomacy.”

“I hope I never have to do it…” Malevus said and laughed.

You gave her the look.

The Look.

Of Inevitability.

“You know very well whom you fell for, one day I will drag you with me and the day after you are going to feel just as bad as I do now.” You said to her and smirked. “And in return we have managed to avoid some big diplomatic crisis.”

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>>6118218

You had to take a deep breath before you continued.

“Or something…”

“I seriously doubt that…” Malevus responded and smiled.

“I will take that as a bet.” You said to her.

“You need to rest Alric.” She said to you. “Or take a bath because you stink.”

“Is that a threat or an offer?” You asked, trying to be both funny and coy at the same time.

Malevus blushed slightly when you said that and looked away momentarily.

“Y-yes…” Was her reply.


>There is a sauna tent, a tent with a sauna stove. It was an idea by Malevus and somehow the men forced to carry it agreed to it. Go test it out.
>Just go to sleep, you need to be well rested come tomorrow and you are fairly sure that you will sleep like a baby.
>Go see Astu the Laughing Skull Orc with Malevus. Because you aren’t going to see him after this outside of handing him to the Internment Camp guards.
>Other, write in.

Allow Malevus to be nice to you:
>Yes, you wonder what she has in her mind.
>No, this is too public. You can’t be seen together as your relationship isn’t public yet.

QM: One more social update with all three of the updates having special event planned behind them.
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>>6118217
>why doesn’t anyone ever comment about your black fingernails
I imagine it's because people think that Alric is some sort of a hedonist that sleeps with multiple women at once and has personal assistants paint his nails black for him or something, but they also respect him because he's an absolute beast in fighting and good at management, so people let it slide and think to themselves "All capable leaders are eccentric to some extent". It'd be funny if he started a fashion movement in Alterac, or if Nalice showed up with her nails painted black.

>>6118220
>Go see Astu the Laughing Skull Orc with Malevus. Because you aren’t going to see him after this outside of handing him to the Internment Camp guards.
We can always find time to flirt and be inappropriate, but every important character must have an orc bro. A debt of honor for an orc is a very serious deal and we have held our word, so maybe sometime in the future when the opportunity presents to repay it, he will. Call it an investment into the future.

>Yes, you wonder what she has in her mind.
Everyone already thinks what they want to think, not much of a point holding back, besides Malevus seems to be rather proper anyway.
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>>6118220
>>There is a sauna tent, a tent with a sauna stove. It was an idea by Malevus and somehow the men forced to carry it agreed to it. Go test it out.
>Yes, you wonder what she has in her mind.
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>>6118220
>>There is a sauna tent, a tent with a sauna stove. It was an idea by Malevus and somehow the men forced to carry it agreed to it. Go test it out.
>Yes, you wonder what she has in her mind.
I wish some anons were less suicidal.
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>>6118220
Im finally back, wish I had been here for some votes but oh well.
>There is a sauna tent, a tent with a sauna stove. It was an idea by Malevus and somehow the men forced to carry it agreed to it. Go test it out.
>Yes, you wonder what she has in her mind.

>>6118242
But what is there to talk about with Astu? Everything that needed to be said has already been said and I don't think he's one for small talk.

>>6118513
What do you mean by that?
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>>6118242

I wouldn't mind seeing Astu again, but ya know he still only speaks Orcish and we didn't bring Wiklish.
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>>6118674

You know, you have a bunch of Dark Irons mucking around...

That being said, sauna won the vote! Writing!
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>>6118677
And yet you put it up against the Malevus sauna episode I had suggested in the past, so I am torn.Though it would still be 2 to 3 anyways. Any comment on the witch questions from the other day?
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>>6118681

Did I miss a question? Please repost it.
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>>6118684
Righto

The Witches asked Eligius to help with some harvest ritual a little ways back I think, perhaps earlier this year, how did that go besides Eligius having a good hazy time?

What other sorts of rituals do they have in their unusual tradition? Anything that they could now attempt to do with the resources and confidence now available? Any combat spells or skills that Eligius could have picked up? Do they have anything they might lend to Eligius once he tells them hes going out on a rather dangerous mission
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>>6118686

Eligius had a hazy good time. There are many things he deny that had happened. For other unusual with traditions, I have some planned for later dates, but things like fertility and harvest rituals are in minority. The witches are still learning the basics of arcane magic so their base powers are still growing. But what they could lend to Eligius is a bit of a question as Eligius sees them beneath himself, they after all are witches with half-assed training while he is a proper warlock.

But if you were to get Eligius to understand their worth, or maybe have Alric to join the Coven and/or make it a bigger thing, would you say no to a bunch of loyal witches willing to participate in rituals?
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“Well what do you have in mind?” You asked Malevus with a tone that was a bit exaggerating your interest.

“Well… if you take the bath… because you stink and I don’t want to have you around all smelly…”Malevus started to say and after a pause continued. “And you get through the campaign without major injuries… I am going to allow you to touch my ears.”

That piqued your interest and made you give Malevus a curious look. She hadn’t allowed you to touch her ears when you had cuddled with her, every time you tried, she swatted you hand away.

“How can I say no to that?” You replied and smiled.

“Good, then let’s go and have you take a bath.” Malevus said to you, proud that her bargain had worked. “How can I give you a good night's kiss if you smell like stale alcohol and sweat?”

“You are right… help me get up then.” You replied. “Can’t wait to have my bath.”

“Did I succeed giving you motivation?” Malevus asked you.

“A world for those ears! A World!” You replied and laughed.

Malevus realised her mistake and blushed hard.

Alright, that felt like a confirmation. The deal was done.



Walking through the camp with Malevus by your side and your cane making soft thud sounds as it dug itself into the soft mud that made the field where the camp was, you quickly reached the tent that had been turned into a sauna.

It was one of the older tents used to house supplies and other goods during the Strahnbrad Hills campaigns, hence it still being all white and beige in colour. It was one that was okay to be turned into a sauna and apparently it had seen plenty of use already by your men. They enjoyed the chance to bathe and get themselves clean away from the rivers and ponds where they could take a dip in. And with cleanliness and hygiene being an important aspect of having a professional army, there was no need to curb the enthusiasm for sauna culture. Even as Malevus wanted to praise the gospel of it to everyone who was eager to hear about it nearly as much as she praised the Holy Light.

A Paladin of Saunas and Holy Light she really was.

The tent itself was split in two with a cloth curtain, one side having the sauna and the second the washing barrels and benches to sit and change clothes in. When you entered the tent there was no one there, the Royal Foot Guards had politely asked the users to leave before you entered it. Removing your clothes and putting them into a neat pile, you took a towel and entered the sauna portion of the tent. A couple rows of folding benches lined up the tent, a simple stove made from riveted steel plates and piping heated up the sauna. A tray full of stones was placed on top of the stove for you to throw water at.

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>>6118762

And so you did so.

It didn’t take long for you to get a proper sweat on your skin, even after checking the fire in the stove and adding a couple pieces of firewood reserved nearby, you continued to enjoy the heat without any problems. You don't exactly remember when you got used to the heat, but the sauna didn’t bother you as much as it did some others. Frankly you enjoyed the heat, so you threw more water on the stones and allowed the hot steam to caress your body as you remembered to hydrate yourself by drinking water.

But when it was time to wash yourself, a surprise struck you. With a towel around your waist, you stepped out of the sauna portion of the tent to find Malevus waiting for you.

“Malevus…”

“Alric, I am here to wash your hair and back.” Malevus said to you. She had changed into a simple long grey dress for the occasion.

“This is too…”

“Public? Maybe…” She answered, blushing too hard.

“Still..”

“Just take a seat Alric.” She said to you.

You took a deep breath and after looking her for a second took a seat next to the barrel with lukewarm water in it with just the towel around your waist.

“So just the hair and back or something else?” Malevus asked you, she seemed nervous about this. Should you ask for more?


>Just your hair and back.
>And your upper torso.
>And your lower torso and legs.
>Everything.

QM: How far are you willing to go? Next update back to the campaign.
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>>6118763
>(Wash) Everything.
Now this song and dance is getting too ridiculous. I only say to keep it as only a wash because it's not the right place and I find the concept of Alric blueballing Malevus harder than she can can do it to him funny.
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>>6118768
>>6118763
>support

>+pull Malevus into the tub... leave her nice and wet while we get out and dry off and change. Maybe splash her once too. Ultimate Chad Alric tease.
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>>6118762
>“Did I succeed giving you motivation?” Malevus asked you.
>“A world for those ears! A World!” You replied and laughed.
Too wholesome and cute.

>>6118763
Everything, sure.
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You looked at her as she fidgeted around with her hands. She was so nervous about it.

Lady Malevus Silverthread seemed so unsure of herself. Fidgeting with her hands, her long dress hugging her body and long red hair done in a ponytail to keep her hair off her face. Her long eyebrows moved as did her ears as she looked at you. By the Light she was beautiful, yet you would love to tease her like this till the end of her life, because by the Holy Light you would outlive her elf life or die trying!

“Everything.” You said to her and smiled.

“Everything?” She asked.

“Did I stutter?” You asked her and gave her a look she couldn’t mistake. Your Fel green eyes looking deep into hers.

“N-no..” She said and then nodded. “If you asked for everything…”

She stepped forth, taking the soap from a tray and then a bucket with warm water to wash you with.

And then she ran her hands through your black hair. She worked through every strand, strengthened by your work with magic and by your heritage as a Perenolde, pulling them free from each other and with her gentle touch and a bit of soap, made them free of any dirt and oils. Having let your hair grow, it reached nearly to your mid back and the fringes on the front to your chest.

Then she moved down on your neck and shoulders. From there to your back and lower back till she reached the towel guarding your private parts. That was enough for her as her hands rubbed through muscles, returning back up on your arms and hands. Arm by arm she worked through you, washing every bit of you and making sure that the soap had been washed away.

And then she knew she had to move to your stomach and legs. Swallowing hard, she knelt in front of you on the planks that kept you clean from the dirt underneath the tent and started washing your feet. Moving upward, she worked her hands up your thighs as she reached the towel around your waist. She looked at you, certain uncertainty in her eyes.

You didn’t say anything to her. Instead you let the atmosphere linger.

Then there was a knock on the door to the tent. As much as there was a door to knock on.

Before you could answer, Lieutenant Gravis entered the tent and saw you sitting on a small bench with Malevus in her quite wet dress kneeling in front of you fixated to your lower abdomen.

He looked at you, then at the kneeling Malevus, and then back at you. Gravis without his usual black plate mail looked quite vulnerable as he didn’t dare to say a word, until he did.

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>>6118904

“I am going to let the two of you be…” He replied carefully and retracing the same steps he did to get into the sauna tent, he walked back and exited the tent.

You looked at Malevus.

She looked back at you while still kneeling.

Then she quickly got back up and brushed some of her errant hairs back behind her ears nervously.

“I-I think that’s enough… you are clean now I think.” She said to you.

“You sure?”

“I am quite sure.” Malevus replied hurriedly.

She went for her robe and threw it over her shoulders and wrapped it around her.

“Good night Prince Alric.” Malevus said to you while giving a nervous look to you. “See you tomorrow Prince Alric.”

As quickly as she said that, she turned around and walked out of the tent.

You reached out for her and found nothing. She had already left. Sighing deeply, you picked up the soap where she had dropped it and knew that you needed to finish the work.

But boy was she so lovely… Malevus… you could imagine yourself being with her till the sun stopped shining and the moons disappeared from the sky. That would take quite a few years, but you were ready to wait for it. You would be ready to do whatever was necessary for it.



The next morning came soon. Malevus had retired to her side of the tent when you returned and you hadn’t bothered her. When the call for the wake up came from the camp and your soldiers started to tear the tents away before the sun was up, you woke her up and asked for her help.

Half naked, just wearing your braies, you dressed up and asked for some help from her. Piece by piece in silence you got the Aurvan’kal on you until the helmet and shield remained.

“Remember what you promised.” You said to Malevus. “Those ears of yours… they are mine.”

She blushed and looked away.

“Just don’t get hurt… what if I am not there to heal you?” She asked you.

“I won’t get hurt.” You said to her stood up from the chair you were sitting on in your tent. “I am Prince Alric Perenolde, a boyfriend to Lady Malevus Silverthread and I don’t get hurt.”

Smiling wildly to her, she passed your helmet to you and looked away. She was so cute while embarrassed, Malevus your loyal yet quite cute squire.



“The first Internment Camp.” Langston said to you as the column stopped to have a first break.

It was midday and you knew that you would be marching till the evening to reach another camp. Then one more day till you reached the Internment Camp that was supposed to be your base and camp for the campaign.

Langston turned to look at you as you rode to the barracks next to the palisade.

“Are you going to throw your orc here or not?” He asked you.

That was a good question.


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>Yes, Astu would stay in this camp. You could maybe speak with the old orc here to make sure that Astu knew to stay put, but that could be a tricky endeavour to you.
>Yes, throw him here and forget about him.
>No, you are going to throw him into the northernmost camp. He will be secure there, until Thrall comes and rescues him.
>Other, write in.
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>>6118904
Motherfucker knocks but comes in anyway? Gravis better get a smack on the side of the head for this later. Alric isn't embarassed but it's both about the principle and for Malevus' sake, only her prince is allowed to embarass her like that.

>>6118907
>No, you are going to throw him into the northernmost camp. He will be secure there, until Thrall comes and rescues him.
I guess say yes to Langston but put him in the other camp? Saying no to him would be weird since why would we prefer one camp over any other?
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>>6118905
>>No, you are going to throw him into the northernmost camp. He will be secure there, until Thrall comes and rescues him.
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>>6118916
>>6118997
What would be our excuse for that though?
It seems weird that we'd care which camp we'd want to drop him in.
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>>6118907
>>Yes, throw him here and forget about him.
Please dont pay any special attention to the orc.
Going out of our way to have a orc placed elsewhere is both suspicious and weird.
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I wonder if Astu would assassinate Blackmoore or open the gates from within when Thralls invasion hits.
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>>6119024
I'm in support of this. We ought to lay low, especially before a military campaign. Everyone is on edge and their attention is more focused.
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>>6118905
>Other, write in.
If this camp should be reserved for the most energetic orcs who make better gladiators then it seems better to put this one somewhere else to save space. The northern camp is on the way, two birds with one stone. If thats not the case then just put him here.

Alric offers some thought for the gladiator setup, and offers to save them the effort.This seems like a reasonable excuse, and puts Astu a little more in debt honorwise I suppose. Also gives a chance to speak with him again with our new dark iron buddy Bakhtet? I do rather wonder what he might have to say.
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>>6118907
>Yes, throw him here and forget about him.
Not much i can't think on this beside "Should i throw him in another camp ?" to Langston answer. Astu is on his own, and we have too many people here watching, Alliance especially. Maybe we will see him another time. Or no.

>>6118916
He probably just expected Alric inside or no one with the silence. Its mostly used by other soldiers after all. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Gravis the first to know, hehe.
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>>6119013
My point there was to give no excuse and just say one thing and do another. Langston is a busy man, why would he pay special attention to a matter that is apparently resolved.

>>6119086
If that was the case then he wouldn't have knocked. He deserves a smack for doing so and then coming in anyway, who does that?
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>>6118761
Yeah I didn't think about Eligius's pride on that, I could see that being an obstacle. I wonder if his pride at being a warlock is what triggers Lady Nalice staring his ass down to put him in his place, since she did offer to teach Alric warlock magic without seeming bothered by it as she learns about him. Teacher and apprentice is a two way street, even with the witches, and maybe his pride is hampering himself a bit.

For their worth I guess I would point out that he and Alric have been using the gnoll necklace, and I've seen the rolls for magic where it clutched. Theres also the bloodstone, or even the silver rondal dagger. Obviously some hidden or lost traditions have, or had, the power to create some very useful tools even with bare resources. Is there something in the gnoll grimoire of that? Can he really look down on it while benefitting from it?

Could also frame it as an archeological challenge for his prideful intellect, to piece together some lost techniques and traditions hinted at in witch mysticism. Recreating the original human magic as one might a dead ancient language from hieroglyphs. Think of it as an inheritance from rather distant and cryptic relatives.

I wouldn't turn down such rituals or a bigger Coven out of hand. I'm sure theres some cool and neat stuff born out of the times and needs these traditions were born in, those almost prehistory years before and during the trolls wars. Maybe more of an Arthurian magic where the King was bound to the land, and the land to the King, through ancient forces and covenants.

For instance conceiving with Malevus or Nalice is a real issue after all. Just need to be sure they don't borrow Alric's seed and accidentally create a Morded to Alric's Arthur.
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>>6118907
>Yes, throw him here and forget about him.
>"Sure. Any problem with putting the orc here?"

>>6118905
Meet with Gravis as he clearly wanted something, and it was important enough to interrupt ablutions.
Did he walk in on Blackmoore taking a dump or vomiting up the earlier night's drinking too?

>>6119155
Eligius already has the challenge of his life learning state diplomacy, administration (his official position) AND spymastery (and his unofficial position) from the wildcards of a loose cannon prince and a dragon of all things.
Then the loose cannon prince nominated him for Pai's wild ride. Have some pity, please.
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>>6119314
Soon we will have that which was spoken of in legend and myth, that most sought after of glories, the Town Hall.

Then he can offload some of that. Which we immediately replace with more important duties. I'm sure the witches can make him some vitality reinforcing teas, and some domestic duties.

Or maybe he achieves some kind of warlock ascension just so he can manage the increased workload. Whatever works.
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Alrighty, I will try to update later this evening. But before it, could I have the fan favourite. The weather and random event roll! I could have asked this earlier, but real life super busy!

Also will you go and have a talk with Lieutenant Gravis or not about what he saw?


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll

Talking with Gravis:
>No, there is no need as he won't spread rumours
>Yes, write in what to say or what to do
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>6119652
>No, there is no need as he won't spread rumours

If anons hadn't asked Malevus to polish everything including the family jewels the bath wouldn't have lasted long enough for this little slip lol. I don't see any need to reprimand our friend and bodyguard. Besides atleast this way both sides are keeping a little secret for the other with that noblewoman actually getting pregnant.
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>6119652
>Yes, write in what to say or what to do
Go have a talk with him so he doesnt spread rumours. And that We will make our relationship with malevus public when shes more comfortable with it.
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Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>6119652
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>>6119652
while i fully trust Gravis (what he did for us and loyalty shown multiple times, say enough already) just get this out of the way for the sake of being clear.

>Yes, write in what to say or what to do
"Sir Gravis, i trust you already to keep secret of yesterday. But just for be clear do not mention around what you have seen. I think you already realized that, but is not a public relation yet. I have intentions for it to be public in due time, but i will do so once Malevus is more comfortable with our relation and Alterac obtained a stronger position."
"I also want Malevus to be more protected. I have many enemies after all, and i will not allow harm to happen to her. Keep it discreet when doing so, until things are official."
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>>6119652
>Yes, write in what to say or what to do
"Gravis, it's clearly important enough to interrupt bathing, what's going on? And you should know that you saw Malevus in the middle of washing me, I can see how it would have looked, and I want you to be discrete about this."
Straightforward enough for me.
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>Eligius ends up summoning a maxwell's demon to help him keep track of the paperwork
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>>6120096
Lol
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>>6119652
I wouldn't tell Gravis to not speak of what he saw, that goes without saying, I WOULD instead chastisingly rib him for knocking and then coming in anyway.
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>>6120096
That said, which warlock summon would be the best at paperwork?
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Sorry, no update today. Work busies yet again. Good dry weather will continue and you are going to speak shortly with Gravis after having Astu moved into the camp.

>>6120270

Succubus
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>>6120270
>>6120306
I think a Shivarra would be more handy.
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"Is there room in the camp?" You asked Langston.

“Couple orcs died during the winter, so the answer would be yes. Though it would have been yes even before it.” Langston replied to you.

“Then I will have my man to move the orc into the camp, it will be under your care then.” You said to him.

“Good, I will let the guards know.” Langston said back to you.

“Langston, just make sure that the orc is watched. He wasn’t exactly lethargic when we caught it, sure it didn’t fight that hard against us, but still…” You warned him.

“I will take that in mind Prince Alric, the men will be informed.” He said back.

“Thank you.” You replied.

That would be the end of you and Astu. You didn’t have any plans to watch him be manhandled into the camp as you had done your duty as the Prince of Alterac, but you had also done your duty as a man with honour. You had made sure to have one of yours to deliver the messages he was carrying without looking at them.

Would that be a mistake?

Could you trust Thrall? Could you trust Hellscream?

“Prince Alric, a copper for your thoughts?” Langston asked you.

“Orcs.”

“Orcs?” He asked.

“What if it is the orcs who have pushed the gnolls this south?” You asked him.

“Then we have to fight the orcs next.” Langston replied and continued after a pause. “Prince Alric, you aren’t looking up to that?”

“Are you?” You asked and allowed the question to stand. “They are veterans, and when we fight many of us will end up dying.”

That seemed to rattle Langston somewhat.

“So no, I am not looking up to fight the orcs. Not because I would be afraid of doing it, not at all, it would be a great honour to me. But because… because it would cost many valuable Alteraci lives to me.” You said and took off your dark glasses. Then you looked at Langston. “You see the dilemma, don't you? I want to save Alteraci lives, yet if I fight the orcs that will cause them. But if I don’t fight the orcs, how will the others see me?”

Langston momentarily looked at you and found your eyes.

“I will fight the orcs if we have to, that is my duty as a human and as an Alteraci.” You said to him. “But I don’t want any meaningless wars.”

“The wars you have fought have been meaningful?” Langston replied to you.

“Of course they have been, they have been for the survival of Alterac!” You spat back at him and continued. “But it is not just me and twenty men in our armour anymore is it? I have three thousand souls in Dawnholme!”

1/3
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>>6120914

You had raised your voice slightly. Now others than just Lanston heard you. It didn’t help that you were pointing at things with your arms.

“That is why I need to be careful, this is not just a journey for me, but for so many more.” You said to him.

“I understand Prince Alric… I don’t want to fight the orcs either.” Langston replied and leaned towards you.

“I know.” You said and didn’t elaborate further.

Langston didn’t say anything more to you and you had already said too much.

In a couple moments you reached the first Internment Camp and the matter was put past you.



Astu had been escorted out of your column by your men and by the camp guards. You hadn’t been there to follow it as you had some other duties.

Some more important duties…

“Lieutenant Gravis…” You said to him as you walked to him with your cane sinking on the soft forest floor. To play a part, you needed that cane. Let people think you are weak.

“Prince Alric.” He replied and gave you half attention. “Men continue your works!”

Lieutenant Gravis turned to looked at you as your men prepared to have a break.

“What is it Prince Alric?” He asked and turned properly towards you.

“May we talk in private?” You asked him.

Face of Gravis lost some of his colour as he looked at you.

“Of course Prince Alric.” He replied.

Gravis in his black armour walked to you and you placed your hand behind his back you walked some distance away from others.

“Lieutenant Gravis, I trust you already to keep what you saw a secret.” You said to him and removed your gauntlets that you ended up holding under your left arm. “But you must have seen, you must have realised to not be a public knowledge, it is not public knowledge. I have an intention to make it public when it is the time, for when Lady Malevus is alright with it being public. When she is comfortable with it.”

Gravis gave you a curious look.

“I won’t force it upon her and I need Alterac to be in a stronger position to allow me to have… her as my… you know…” You said and embarrassment crept up your face.

“I understand Prince Alric.” Gravis replied to you.

“I want her protected. I have many enemies after all, and I will not allow harm to happen to her. Keep it discreet when doing so, until things are official." You said to Gravis and prodded his plate with your finger. “Also Lieutenant Gravis, don’t barge in when not told the permission.”

“Of course Prince Alric, understood Prince Alric.” He replied to you. Giving you a smirk and a half serious salute.

“Good, do understand that my squire is dear to me.” You replied to him and looked at your knight.

“I do Prince Alric.” He said to you.

“Good, also congratulations.” You said and clapped his shoulder. “Your seed is strong.”

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>>6120915

It was the time for Gravis to lose all the colour on his face this time as he realised what you meant.

“Secrets for all of us.” You said and smiled as you turned away.

A proud father Gravis was, maybe even a proud husband if it came to you. Marriages, weren’t they a complicated thing?



>8
>8


The weather had stayed clear and steady. The sun was shining and just a bit of clouds were up in the sky.

You had stopped at the first camp to rest a bit and to have all of the forces to catch up. Now you had reached the second camp and with the evening pushing on you, the camp had been made. Surrounded by the Durnholders and the Regional Defenders, Alteracis were at the centre of the armed camp next to the palisade and the armed men surrounding the Internment Camp.

“Prince Alric.” A soldier from the camp greeted you before correcting himself. “Lord Commander, the commander of the camp, wishes you to join him and the others for dinner.”

“Thank you soldier.” You replied to him. “Have the others been invited?”

“They have.” The guard gave you a deeper than needed bow and backed away.

Well, it sounded like you could exactly say no to. But maybe you should? You were to Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force, you had the final say. No camp commander had the power over you. Maybe you should have your own dinner? Maybe you could have a good impression on them?


>Have your own dinner, invite the rest of the commanders to join you Alteracis for talks and for good food.
>Allow the commander of the Internment Camp to hold the dinner, he would be the neutral party in this.
>Decline, we have passed the need of dinners. You are ar war, not at dinner parties.
>Other, write in.

Whom to ask as your second:
>Malevus
>Gravis
>Cromwell
>No one, you are a Prince, you don’t need anyone else
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Also give me a 1d100


>1d100
>Best of three
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>>6120858

Shivarra would definitely be quite handy, especially based on the amount of arms they have, but would they be the best choice for Eligious?
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>6120927
>Allow the commander of the Internment Camp to hold the dinner, he would be the neutral party in this.
>Malevus

Curious I wonder if something is a afoot. Otherwise if its to make a good impression Malevus all the way, plus we didn't invite her to the last one. I suppose this means Alric won't get to drink very much.

I do like Gravis but do we want out bodyguard as our second?

But we don't get to hang out with Cromwell very often so there is that.

>>6120950
Eligius I think is more of a Voidwalker kind of guy, but as Spymaster I suppose Succubus has a lot of utility. Can warlock pets disguise themselves as little animals or other creatures? In lore it just seems like something that should work, but I suppose we haven't really talked too much about what warlocks can do.
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>6120931

>>6120927
>Allow the commander of the Internment Camp to hold the dinner, he would be the neutral party in this.
It would be impolite to boss people around over such a matter and I wouldn't want to miss an opportunity to make friends when we have so many enemies.
>Cromwell
Second as in "second in command" right? I don't think I'd change my answer either way.
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>>6120958
>69
Nice
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>>6120927
>>Allow the commander of the Internment Camp to hold the dinner, he would be the neutral party in this
Sure, a dinner is fine. Maybe one glass of wine, and thats it. When we march north, we arent going to have them likely.

>Cromwell
Malevus was in the previous meeting, lets go with someone else. I was thinking of Gravis but we need him ready all times, this event will bother us a bit. I smell something. Unless the camp commander really just wanted to see the expedition going away and provide a dinner for the ones in charge.
Whatever it is, we arent changing the plan and i'll have Garithos drown in a barrel of ale if he tries something.
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>>6120957
I'll flip to Cromwell, it'll be nice to spend some time with our best officer

>>6121014
Don't forget to roll anon, though hard to be a 69
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Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>6120927
>Allow the commander of the Internment Camp to hold the dinner, he would be the neutral party in this.
There's little reason for us to antagonize them and the things still haven't kicked into high gear. We could also learn some new things.

>Cromwell
Just like others, I think we ought to give the man a turn.
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>>6120927
>Allow the commander of the Internment Camp to hold the dinner, he would be the neutral party in this.
>Cromwell
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“I shall join him for dinner then.” You said to the guard. “Just tell me when it will happen.”

“In three hours my Prince.” The guard responded.

“I will be there then.” You said.

A dinner with everyone involved? You really shouldn’t miss it out.

Now though, whom to invite there?



You stepped into the second floor of the wooden barracks and found some of the officers there already. One of the poorly dressed guards had been pressed to act as a servant and he guided you to your seat. While wearing your armour, you found yourself not underdressed, everyone else was wearing theirs too.

“I am Major Thomas.” A man said to all of you and bowed. “Commander of this Internment Camp.”

The man was well dressed yet you thought very little of him. He was clearly putting up a show to make a name for himself.

“Major Thomas has been a good commander.” Langston replied to everyone without asking.

Well he might be, but when you leave the camp, he won’t be in your mind.

As food was brought to the table, some of the remaining officers did arrive. Colonel Garithos, Captain Reginald and Jon Maxwell amongst them. Garithos just gave you a quick glance before taking his seat.

“Prince Alric.” Cromwell whispered to you as he leaned close to your ear to speak. “I spoke with Maxwell, he wishes to talk with you as well.”

You gave your Captain a nod in response.

“...as I was saying it is my honour to have you all here.” Major Thomas finished his speech that you hadn’t listened to a word.

“Great speech.” You replied laconically.

Couple other members around the table did join you in similar remarks.

“Well, all the food will be here in just a moment.” Major Thomas said to all of you and sat down. That was the signal for all of you to start talking and mingling with each other.

As you filled your platter with roasted boar and some vegetables, you gave a look around on who was around. Langston was here, of course he was, talking with Major Thomas and other Durnholders. Garithos was here as was Reginald next to him, they had realised to act well and not cause any issues. You wondered what Blackmoore exactly said to Garithos to make him behave so well. Of course Maxwell was here and then… why were Boyd, Williams and Martin here? They weren’t officers, yet they had gotten an entry here.


Choose Two:
>Go speak with Maxwell, he apparently wanted to speak with you.
>Talk with Garithos, this is a semi-serious situation so you could maybe exchange a word or to.
>Have a talk with your officer Captain Cromwell. You brought him here as your second for a reason.
>Why are your mages here for this dinner, speak with and and find out.

QM: What are the two best choices?
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>>6121250
>Go speak with Maxwell, he apparently wanted to speak with you.
>Talk with Garithos, this is a semi-serious situation so you could maybe exchange a word or to.
Maybe we could soften his animosity towards us if just for a slight bit? He did put on a good word for us back when we first met ages ago.
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>>6121250
>Why are your mages here for this dinner, speak with and and find out.
Magic magic magic magic.
>Go speak with Maxwell, he apparently wanted to speak with you.
And business.

>>6121253
I don't think there's any point to trying to play nice with Garithos anymore, the man is obstinate to the point of death. He's not Arthas, whose hatred of us was born of jealousy or insecurity because he got snubbed during his big day, both of which could be resolved with time. Garithos is just an asshole that hates everyone that disagrees with him and views those he cannot sweep aside as nuisances to be dealt with whenever the opportunity arrives.
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>>6121250
>Go speak with Maxwell, he apparently wanted to speak with you.
>Why are your mages here for this dinner, speak with and and find out.
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>>6121250
>>Go speak with Maxwell, he apparently wanted to speak with you.
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>>6121250
>Go speak with Maxwell, he apparently wanted to speak with you.
>Why are your mages here for this dinner, speak with and and find out.
Obvious choices.
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>>6121250
>Go speak with Maxwell, he apparently wanted to speak with you.
>Why are your mages here for this dinner, speak with and and find out

How did he know about our mages to even invite them, unless they just decided to pop in
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>>6121250
>>6121255
curiosity abounds
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I'd like to figure out which, if any, of our mages is a dalaran plant. Not that I think they plan to do anything, mostly just listen for whatever is going on. I don't think its Madam Judy even though she learned about the witches, though it would be really funny if the 'plant' was a plant magic naturalist expert. I'm kinda thinking the guy who got his tongue cut out by orcs if we can get his story on how that happened. Spying on the orcs during the second war and got caught and interrogated. Plus a spy who cant talk won't slip up I suppose lol. I wonder if they can channel their magic into one person for a really big spell or two?

Anyway if we can figure out which is a plant, it might be nice to get a few magic tips and spells from the pyromancer guy. I bet hes got some neat spells he personally made.
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Taking another look around the room, you realised that this dinner wasn’t going to be that strict in etiquette. Maybe it was just the barracks you were in, it was a simple two floors having log barracks. First floor had the kitchen, storage rooms and the rooms for the soldiers and this second floor had this large open room for events like this with Major’s office, personal bath and bedroom at the other end. Major Thomas had tried to make this room look more fancy with carpets and wall cloths, but it didn’t hide the fact that this was just a log barracks. And based on his accent, the Major was just a common soldier having been promoted into this position, he most likely wasn’t even a knight.

So with the room full of actual knights and officers, they clearly didn’t think that much about this upstart and this suited you well. A stuffed up dinner was something you didn’t really want to go through right now. So having filled your platter, you just stood up and walked to your mages to ask them what they were doing here?

“Prince Alric.” Jon Boyd greeted you and was followed by the mute Luke Williams giving you a bow. Similarly Madam Judy Martin greeted you with a curtsy.

“Well hello, you came here to enjoy the dinner?” You asked them and started to eat in front of them.

“Yes, it does look like a lovely dinner.” Boyd replied to you and nodded. He was clearly lying to you.

“You are just here to eat, aren’t you?” You asked them and gave them a knowing look.

“Well now that you said it…” Boyd said back and Madam Martin continued. “Prince Alric, the food here is free and better than our usual rations.”

“Were you even invited here?” You asked them again.

“No Prince Alric.” Madam Martin replied.

“Good, then make sure to eat as much as you can.” You said to them. “Just don’t make a scene.”

Williams laughed, it sounded just as hollow as always.

“I do need to ask, what do you think about what you have already seen? I mean about the campaign?” You asked between bites.

“A lot of men Prince Alric.” Madam Martin said to you and shrugged, she wasn’t that well-versed in military matters.

“The logistics have been well thought and the terrain hasn’t been that bad, at least not yet.” Boyd said to you. “That is one thing the Durnholders know how to do well, but the rest…”

Boyd shook his head in a dismissing way.

“Luke here motioned to me to look at their footmen, they might look well trained and equipped, but notice how they keep looking around.” Boyd told you and you gave a curious look at Williams who pretended to look around him, like he was afraid of his own shadow.

“I get it, they are jumpy.” You said to him and Williams nodded in response. “Thank you, I will keep that in mind when dealing with them.”

“Pleasure to be of help Prince Alric.” Boyd said and gave you a slight bow.

“Good, now go and eat. Don’t let me stop you.” You told them and let them go and enjoy the dinner.

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>>6121771

Jumpy Durnholders. They seemed to be well-trained, but how many of them had been in a real fight before? Probably not that many.



Having restocked your plate, you chose to take a seat opposite of Maxwell who was sitting there surrounded by some of his men.

“It has been a while.” You said to him. “It is nice to see you… you aren't a Sergeant anymore?”

“Prince Alric.” Maxwell greeted you back with a deep nod. “And no, I am Captain nowadays.”

“Congratulations. So you have left the mercenary life behind you?” You asked him.

“Serving my nation and my King is a much more stable way of earning a salary.” Maxwell said to you and continued. “And it looks like you are doing well, rumours of your health aside.”

“Thank you Captain.” You said and nodded, sharing a slight smile.

The men that accompanied him gave you curious looks that you noticed and Maxwell noticed you noticing them.

“Can you please leave for a moment, I want to talk with my previous employer.” Maxwell said and ordered the Stromic footmen that were with him to leave. “Not exactly a private occasion, but this will do.”

One of the local guards pressed to act as a servant came to fill his and your cup with wine. With a fresh cup of wine, Maxwell was the first to speak.

“What did you want to talk about? I don’t think we are going to get that many chances to talk like this.” Maxwell said to you.

Maxwell was right, he was going to be deployed with other troops and he was also right that this wasn’t exactly a private occasion. You probably shouldn’t talk about anything too private or sensitive.


>Ask about the Stromgarde Guards, what happened to his remaining mercenaries after returning back to Stromgarde?
>He got promoted into a Captain, that’s quite a leap forward for someone who was a Sergeant previously.
>Why is he and the Stromgarde detachment here? Who invited them here?
>What does he think about Garithos and the Regional Defenders.
>What are the news in Stromgarde, you hear awfully little about the events there.
>What sort of things has he heard about you?
>Or about your health and rumours surrounding you.
>Other, write in
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>>6121774
Huh? He's the one who wanted to talk to us. Is this QM error or did Cromwell lie to us for some unknown reason?
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>>6121797

QM not being clear and concise enough. He wants to talk with you, but he is going to allow you to be the one asking questions first. Maxwell is just polite like that, after all you are a Prince.
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>>6121824
Well, if what Cromwell said is as it was written then think Alric would have the same reaction I did. Like:
>"You tell me. You're the one who wanted to talk."
THEN Alric could move the conversation to these prompts. The ones I vote for being:
>Ask about the Stromgarde Guards, what happened to his remaining mercenaries after returning back to Stromgarde?
>He got promoted into a Captain, that’s quite a leap forward for someone who was a Sergeant previously.
>What are the news in Stromgarde, you hear awfully little about the events there.
These three synergize well, then pivot to:
>Why is he and the Stromgarde detachment here? Who invited them here?
>What does he think about Garithos and the Regional Defenders.

There's no point to ask about rumours imo, these are actually relevant.
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>>6121774
Just give me the bundle chief, I like a nice long update I could read beside the fire.

>Ask about the Stromgarde Guards, what happened to his remaining mercenaries after returning back to Stromgarde?
>He got promoted into a Captain, that’s quite a leap forward for someone who was a Sergeant previously.
>Why is he and the Stromgarde detachment here? Who invited them here?
>What does he think about Garithos and the Regional Defenders.
>What are the news in Stromgarde, you hear awfully little about the events there.

I'm guessing Maxwell found a patron of some kind. Or maybe its Syndicate influence in the Kingdom favoring mercenaries, who are obviously more inclined towards whoever pays the best.

>Other, write in
The incident that Garrick brought up at the Strom border. Though accusing some of their border guard of being corrupt might be a tad sensitive so perhaps they could find some occasion to speak later.
Here I was thinking the Regional Defenders would be the greenest troops on the campaign but it turns out its the Durnholders whose only veterans are mercs. Atleast they still have Marshall Redpath. The battlefield messengers better not spook the Durnholders or they might get pin cushioned lol. Atleast the left flank should be relatively safe, and its composition should make it pretty strong.

So the pyromancer Job Boyd has some military experience, Madam Judy has no such experience, also Jon might be a bad liar unless he was just making it obvious. But it was the mute Luke Williams who noticed how the Durnholde soldiers were acting first, so hes very observant but I guess considering he specialized more in bodyguarding that would make sense. I imagine spies should as a rule be rather observant and not bad liars.
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>>6121774
>Why is he and the Stromgarde detachment here? Who invited them here?
>What does he think about Garithos and the Regional Defenders.
Let's cut through the bullshit. He is probably here as a representative of Stromgarde's interests in Durnholde.

>>6121853
I support this, we should mention the held up Dark Irons.
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I forget but I wanna say his Stromgarde Guards were knights weren't they? Or am I thinking of another merc group? Would have been nice to offer Maxwell to come over after the campaign, but if they made him Captain that would probably be a hard sell unless we save his life or something.
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>>6121774
>>Ask about the Stromgarde Guards, what happened to his remaining mercenaries after returning back to Stromgarde?
>>He got promoted into a Captain, that’s quite a leap forward for someone who was a Sergeant previously.
>>Why is he and the Stromgarde detachment here? Who invited them here?
>>What does he think about Garithos and the Regional Defenders.
answers
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Sorry for the lack of update yesterday and also today. I am somewhat under the weather right now. Combined with work being busy, I have ended up being bit unsteady when it comes to usual schedule. The update is half-finished and I will try to get it out as soon as possible.

>>6122424

They were veterans from the Second War. Not knights at all, just experienced men.
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>>6122961
Hope you feel better Medivh.
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"You tell me, you were the one who wanted to talk with me.” You said back to Maxwell.

Then you smiled and smirked.

“But if you are the one asking… then…” You said and shrugged. “What came to be of the Stromgarde Guards? I haven’t seen any familiar faces with you?”

“Few of them have retired Prince Alric.” Maxwell answered. “Remaining moved to other posts when it comes to soldiering… and me… well it was a steady job offer.”

“Made a Captain though.” You replied.

“They wanted someone experienced and well service under you, it was enough to convince them. They made me a Lieutenant first and then promoted me to a Captain before this.” Maxwell said to you. “Stromgarde values skilled officers.”

“Nice to hear that I was of service to you Captain.”

“Thank you Prince Alric.”

“How much did you tell them though, about me and things you have heard?” You asked him.

Maxwell seemed a bit troubled for a second.

“Just what we had done and… how many troops you had. No secrets or anything, those stayed with me.” Maxwell replied.

“Thank you Captain.” You said back to him. “I needed to be sure, nowadays… I can’t be more careful.”

“I understand Prince Alric.” He said to you.

“But what are the news from Stromgarde? We hear so little about you nowadays.” You asked him and sipped your wine.

“Well what can I tell you…” He said back to you.

“I don’t know, politics? Military? What is the Royal Family doing?” You asked and leaned forward. “Syndicate?”

“No trace of the Syndicate there.” Maxwell said to toy. He had no idea what Kris Legace and potentially other Syndicate agents were there. “But outside of that it is taxes, taxes and more taxes. The Internment Camps are causing quite an issue, they are very expensive.”

“As always.”

“As always Prince Alric… and for the Royal Family, King Thoras has been leaving more and more duties to his son Galen. The talk is that the King is ready to step aside and allow Galen to take the throne.” Maxwell told you.

That would be a quite big move if it were to happen.

“But that is years ahead, King Thoras is just as strong as always.” Maxwell said and smiled.

“I will take your word for that.” You said to him and continued. “But why are you here then? Who ordered or invited you here? Prince Galen? Colonel Garithos?”

“It would be Colonel Garithos, he sent an invite and King Thoras agreed to it. My King then ordered me and the soldiers underneath me to join the campaign.” Maxwell told you.

So it was Garithos and his plan to invite them. Makes sense why they would be aligned with his troops then.

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>>6123876

“Thank you Captain, you have been quite help to me.” You said to him and continued as you finished your cup and ate the last of your platter. “Though I do have a single question.”

“What would it be Prince Alric?” Maxwell asked you back.

“I spoke with the leader of the Dark Iron dwarfs, Garrick Blacksteel is his name, and he told me that his people were stopped by the men of Stromgarde.” You asked him and continued. “Do you know anything about that?”

Maxwell looked at you and gave you a curious look.

“Matters of national security… they are not to be talked upon.” He said to you.

So he was ready to say that no Syndicates had been sighted, but the Dark Irons were too much? That was quite peculiar. Maybe you could ask more or let it be his turn.


Choose one:
>Press on the Dark Irons.
>Ask what he wanted to ask you.

QM: Choose one, you can’t have both for reasons.

>>6123139

Under the weather turned into actual illness, a bit of fever and irregular sleeping rhythm due to that.
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>>6123877
>Choose one, you can’t have both for reasons.
Those reasons being?


Either way, he clearly doesn't want to talk about it so I'll vote:
>Ask what he wanted to ask you.
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>>6123877
>>Ask what he wanted to ask you.
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>>6123877
>Ask what he wanted to ask you.
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>>6123877
>Press on the Dark Irons.

Looks like I might be outvoted but oh well. Just have to get a hold of him before he leaves at the victory party, or invite him for a visit as an official of Stromgarde so we can ask it later. Though Kris Legace might know so we could also just ask her then wait for a response. I wonder what this matter of national security could be? Ogres or trolls or tax evading citizens or something in some dark corner of Strom? Or did they worry it was some kind of equipment that could have been used on the Thandol Span? Just wanting to stop Dawnholme from possibly buying dark iron cannons lol.

So the taxes for the camps are a big deal for a number of people. I wonder if we could buy some good favor or some tangible beenfit with promises to help pay for the camps? Use it as leverage to help make some deal somewhere, with a neighbor or perhaps at the big Stormwind meeting? Get something we can use and keep, or a foot in the door somewhere, but since Alric knows the camps probably won't last with Thrall's invasion we won't end up having to pay anything into them.

Hope you can take a couple sickdays to recover Medivh
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>>6123877
>Press on the Dark Irons.
Whoever is within Stromgarde clearly knows enough about what goes on with Alric's economics to know where to strike to slow down his progress. There is absolutely a Syndicate plant there, so pressing on this would be killing two birds with one stone. At least I think so.
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>>6123968
>>6123996
I agree that this matter is of interest to us but how would pressing him on it get us something? I doubt he would respond well to the pressure, better to do it some other time.
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>>6124188
"Its important to me if every caravan I try to send or receive through the Thandol Span is going to get stopped for months. The alternative is me having to stick my nose where it isn't wanted when I have bigger fish to fry." (hopefully mentioning it gets a reaction cause I think that is what the concern is about.)

Stromgarde Surfer response- "Far out Alric you sure are a swell and righteous dude. Alright."

If its a real problem I'd prefer to know sooner then later. Though if saying it HERE was the the issue I'd imagine he could have just said so. Then its pressing him one way or another since I doubt it becomes a non-issue or his loyalty shifts. Its hopefully unlikely but he could get killed or wounded in battle before we could get answers. But if we gotta do it later we do it later.
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>>6124281
That's a good way to put it, though I fear his answer would be: "It'll be a one time thing, don't worry about it."

I think perhaps inviting him to have a drink with us in our tent may be a good alternative since he even if we do convince him, he clearly would want to be discreet about it.
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>>6123877
>Press on the Dark Irons.

We need the info for why.
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I was going to start writing, but it looks like there is now a tie between Dark Irons and what he wanted to ask from you. I am going to ask for a tiebreaker and I will write the update later this evening. If there is no tiebreaker, I will make a roll to decide the winner.

>>6123886

Matter of time, Alric is going to get interrupted soon.

>>6123968

Couple sickdays, still feeling proper shit. Got antibiotics as fever doesn't want to go away and now I have upset stomach as well. Go me!
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>>6123877
>>6124678
>Ask what he wanted to ask you.
I guess we can check with the Dark Irons later?
I can think of a few reasons as to why they may be treated with suspicion.
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>>6124694
Human kingdoms have little reason to actually antagonize Dark Irons, the War of Three Hammers was an entirely dwarven affair, which is why it seems like a big deal, especially since those are dark iron traders. But gaining Maxwell as a potential ally is also important.
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>>6124678
Oof maybe some yogurt and ginger ale will help with the stomach. Kombucha is pretty good too.

Would a smokescreen spell be doable with our pyromancer? Smoking the gnolls out of an area would probably be solid if their noses and other senses are strong.

I've been playing with a few ideas for the other two channeling their power to him for a big spell or two like the troll war mages did. Though since they've been preparing for fire support role I imagine they have a few ideas. Or are their preparations more like strong regents to sacrifice for spells.
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>>6124678
Next update never
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“But uhh, what did you want to talk about?” You asked him. “I was told you wanted to speak with me?”

“Yes, there is something you might want to know.” Maxwell replied to you.

A couple of Regional Defender knights laughed about something loud enough for everyone to look at them. It also gave Maxwell an opportunity to tell you what he wanted to say without others paying attention.

“King Thoras and Prince Galen are going to push the Alteraci Issue during the meeting in Stormwind.” Maxwell quickly said to you as people continued to laugh around you.

“They are what?” You quickly asked. You knew what he meant, but had to ask him.

“I know only a little, but that is what the officers are talking about in the palace.” He said to you. “They might just raise it up or push for it, I don’t know.”

“Thank you Maxwell, I hope you don’t get into trouble due to this.” You said to him.

“Well Prince Alric, I think they expected me to tell you this. I am just a middleman in this.” He replied.

That could be true, maybe a bit of diplomatic courtesy or just a way to make sure you act nice with the Stromic soldiers around.

The laughter ended and your short private moment ended with it.

“Thank you once again.” You said to him and sipped your wine. Having finished the platter of food, you felt quite full already.

“My honour Prince Alric, you were a good employer of mine once.” Maxwell said to you.

Your eyes caught movement and you turned to look at who entered the mess hall, it was Lieutenant Gravis and he walked to you.

“Prince Alric.” He greeted and leaned closer. “There has been a small incident near the camp.”

“Incident?” You asked him.

“A group of Regional Defenders ended up in a scuffle with a few of our men at the well.” He whispered to you. “They brawled until we intervened and then they drew their swords.”

“Are the men alright?” You asked him.

“Bruises, slightly hurt, one got a cut on his arm from a sword.” Lieutenant Gravis told you. “Nothing serious though, Lady Malevus has already taken up the task to heal it.”

Thank the Holy Light for her, but this was a serious incident.

“Thank you Lieutenant…” You said and sighed while pinching the bridge of your nose hard enough to leave a red mark there.

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>>6125406

That was an assault right there, caused bodily harm. You jogged your memory of the Alteraci law that demanded fines be paid depending on the severity of the pain and suffering caused. But this was a soldier causing this wound to another, from different nations as well, this was a diplomatic incident. You didn’t know how the law in Lordaeron handled assaults or cases like this, but you weren’t sure if this was a planned incident? Had Garithos planned something like this to happen to mess with you or was this just something that had happened? Who started this?

“Who started it?” You asked Lieutenant Gravis.

“I don’t know yet, both of them were there at the same time and when we got there the brawl was already going on.” He said to you.

“Sounds like nothing has changed Prince Alric, always everything happens around you.” Maxwell replied, he had heard what Gravis had whispered to you.


>Go to investigate the situation personally, you want to know how everything happened and who was at fault.
>Immediately accuse Colonel Garithos for arranging something like this, he must be behind a scuffle like this, he has been acting way too nice since the meeting with Lord Blackmoore.
>Tell Captain Cromwell to handle the investigation, you will stay here at the dinner and act like nothing had happened. Maybe you could continue your talks with Maxwell when it comes to Dark Irons?
>You are the Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force. This incident falls under your responsibility, let everyone here know about what has happend and that this will be investigated and you don’t accept anything like this to happen again.
>Other, write in

QM: Copypaste mistake, haven't had one for some time. I think the M1 of my mouse is dying, it can't hold the click and drag down well.

>>6125307

I am not dead yet! Still sick though.
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>>6125410
>Go to investigate the situation personally, you want to know how everything happened and who was at fault.
Mainly for our reputation, being there personally shows how much importance we put on this matter. Our soldiers better be the innocent party here or there will be hell to pay.

>I am not dead yet! Still sick though.
Good, the not dead part not the still sick part.
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>>6125413

Scourgemaxxing
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>>6125410
>Go to investigate the situation personally, you want to know how everything happened and who was at fault.

Hmm well I suppose the things to know. Who drew swords first, who threw the first punch, what words were exchanged. If theres a matter of honor does there need to be a duel for anyone of noble blood. Anyone else who might have seen things. Did the RD soldiers have anything to carry water when they showed up? If they didn't that points to them wanting to make trouble.

>Other, write in
Bring Langston, the Mages. I imagine Langston knows the Alliance/Lordaeron laws pretty well, or the mages as the next most learned people on hand. I know we just saw that Williams is very good at reading soldiers and Boyd is good at interpreting for Williams so a second opinion on reading those present would be nice. Maybe they know a few magic tricks for listening or something, it would be a good showcase of some of their utility.

The man in charge of logistics he would know if this was the only well, if the RD were assigned a different well but came to this one then its clear they wanted to make trouble. Though there might only be one well at this camp lol.
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>>6125410
Hope you can rest alright Medivh, maybe get some reading or bingewatching in lol.

So Strom is going to push the Alteraci issue at the Stormwind meeting, thats interesting. I'll have to start thinking of ways to buy or convince others to support Alric's claim, or drop their own. I guess Strom either wants the land as a way to relieve some of the taxes they are complaining about, or be offered something to give up their claim.

We should put together something we can offer each of the Kingdoms so Alric can get, if not overwhelming support, just enough to win the issue. Reminder that we should try to makeup with Jaina and ask her for help. Might want to write a letter lol.

Just off the top of my head some things we could try to offer, or points to press, for the powers that will likely be present. Ideally in some private meetings beforehand lol.

Lordaeron - Strahnbrad is in danger with the ogres expanding, the Deed of Durnholde. Calia political marriage? Rejoin the Alliance?
Dalaran - We promise not to make a Magical Armaments MIC lol, since Jandice said they were quite worried about it
Kul Tiras - We offer a treaty that we won't build anything bigger than frigates and trade barges for a navy. If we can't have Alterac proper that really just leaves expanding into trade and navy?
Stromgarde - They really don't like the taxes which go into the orc camps. Offer to help lessen their burden by paying into the Orc Camps. Alric knows the camps are probably about to go up in the air on account of Thrall anyways.
Quel'thalas - Hopefully its Kael or someone we can talk to and work something out while Malevus is there to pitch for our side. Talk about mending the old pact between a successor kingdom of the Arathi and the Elves? Malevus marriage prospects? Be fluent in elven when we talk to them lol.

Gilneas - ??? Offer to not side with Lordaeron on something or in general? Take his side in some other issue? Political marriage?

Ironforge - Probably miffed about the whole dark iron trade. Give some speech about reconciliation with kin and second chances?

Stormwind - hopefully Katrana and their nobles can help here

If we just sorta need a majority of Alliance kingdoms to win the Alteraci issue then I think something like this would work.
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>>6125443

I have been re-rewatching Frieren and Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. Good time for the annual FMA:B rewatch really, it is that good.

Reading not so much, can't concentrate on words or letters that much, hence I should have noticed the copypaste error.
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>>6125461
Nice picks, I should rewatch FMA again one of these days, though I remember the older version pretty fondly with some of the villain of the week episodes being comfy. That reminds me someone showed me a bit of The Apothecary Diaries and it had a lot of nice courtly intrigue, poison and medicine stuff. I also caught up on Penguin, its basically Sopranos in Gotham, pretty good.
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>>6125466
I am waiting for The Apothecarey Diaries to get more episodes in the next season before binging it and I have heard good things about the Penguin, maybe worth watching it.

Though the OG FMA anime, I have seen it once and I don't really have interest on seeing it again. Ventures too far from the manga desu.
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>>6125471
Oh for sure. Reminds me of the old Hellsing anime too with how off the rails it gets, but atleast then they were just making it up because there wasn't anything more to go on when they made it lol.
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>>6125477

For a reason the FMA:B was the number 1 on the MyAnimeLists' Top Anime list for a small eternity. People like when the anime stays close to the manga and is high quality.

Though deservingly even with recency bias Frieren has dethroned Alphonse.

But back to this Quest, good pondering on the politics. Couple things got actually quite close to what I had already thought.
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>>6125479
Mmm thanks. I try to remember the points Alric's companions and trysts have made about politics but I'm probably forgetting a couple. Feel free to hint on which areas could use some improvement if you like lol

Possibly couple the issue with whether or not the Orc camp should even continue to exist and not just execute them as an issue, if Strom getting Alterac land and getting more powerful means they can push that issue. Dalaran certainly had an opinion on the camps and orcs continuing.

If Gilneas brings the cousin Perenolde to the meeting that could be something to deal with.

If we have to arrange a political marriage with Calia/Jandice/Jaina to ensure we have the support to retake Alterac, what does Malevus want to do? Or, and I wouldn't rec it, a sort of reverse of that to assure Arthas that we won't pursue Calia if he gets off our back which would take pressure off of Terenas.

The Oil strategic resource and if we need to offer whatever our personal cut of production would be since most? of it will presumably be going to Katrana.

Barov support would be nice but I haven't thought of anything that we could really offer them to nudge them into joining our little Darrowmere League. Having another talk with the older brother might be useful. We've got what, Wiklish's inventions, a royal bloodline which has certain privileges in law, and maybe they could avoid some taxes by doing business under our flag and in our land.

Oh and I guess if Uther was around or we had some kind of support/relationship with the Church of Light that could help. Still gotta atleast build that church abbey.
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>>6125495

It is not a spoiler, but one of the most important decisions you anons will make is the who ends up winning Alricbowl and if/or he has any other lovers/mistresses. Political marriages or just nights of passion are strong after all.
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>>6125410
>Go to investigate the situation personally, you want to know how everything happened and who was at fault.
>You are the Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force. This incident falls under your responsibility, let everyone here know about what has happend and that this will be investigated and you don’t accept anything like this to happen again.

Both seem doable.
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>>6125410
>>Go to investigate the situation personally, you want to know how everything happened and who was at fault

Take our measure of the situation and take it now. An immediate arrival is needed, this problem will not be allowed to grow. We have a campaign to win.

... well it seems our solution of keeping our armies in different parts didn't work out. I would prefer to not have to punish our men, we really don't need this kind of thing with the campaign starting. At the same time discipline is important. This really smells like a stinky Garithos.

Tell Cromwell that we need tighter ranks and security, we will not allow for this to happen again.

>Alteraci Issue
Vultures. Not on my watch.


>>6125437
I support the idea of bringing others for aid us in resolving this.
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>>6125500
Adding to this we could also bring the mages as in
>>6125437
so this is supported

>>6125443
Stormwind's King Varian is still pissy at us for accepting the Defias stonemasons. We could call it accepting political refugees and removing them from a hostile situation.
Hoping they appreciate the remains of their knight repatriated.

Lordaeron needs to accept that Alric is a chaotic force for good. Uther knows it but he facepalms at our latest shenanigans. King Terenas might be coming to know it, with issues to the region being reduced, the Mayors of Hillsbrad and Southshore would be making reports of activities, and Southshore lost their troublemaking Alteraci vagrant population. Also Alric has honoured the restrictions honestly, though we'll see their rejection of the RD garrison later.

Dalaran would know we paid a fortune and got Auvun'kal. The prince likes his fancy things, yet Prince Kael found he couldn't bribe Alric with fancy soldiery (for reasons). Antonidas could be following Jaina's interactions with Alric closely.

Same with Kul Tiras following their daughter Jaina. I still want to offer steel making to the Alliance Naval Base where their new ships will be getting made.

I would support sponsoring or running of one of the internment camps, that retains Alliance supervision to reduce doubt of a Perenolde's interactions with Orcs.
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>>6125443
This is good thinking, but I think some we cant really accept.

Going back to the Alliance would be difficult, and it would be detested by many, i am not just talking about Alliance lords. Anyone from the Syndicate that goes in our ranks, would not approve for give an example. And in general the Alliance is not well liked by neither our Alteracis or Syndicate ones. When we drop the deed of Durnholde, Lordaeron might not like it. They are fine with us making the Darrowmere League at least perhaps we could picture it has becoming their shield there, with Durnholde becoming ours the region can be far more defended.

Dalaran could work, but we are basically doing almost everything for going around them in terms of magic. And they have placed an informant for watch us. If they start investigating it will be annoying.

Kul Tiras has not much to fear us, and even if we made a navy we have a Alliance Naval Base made right there for demolish us. We could agree to it, if we are allowed to have a navy at least.

Stromgarde, i don't know but paying. Hell no, we need that money. Be for development, for the army, creating things, doing them or buying stuff there is too many reasons. Agreeing to giving them land would damage our known main objective of the kingdom restoration, which remains important for Dawnholme Alteracis even with the papers of King Terenas. Stormgarde might be an enemy here, someone to block politically maybe even scheme against.


Quel'thalas, Kael is friendly, enough said with Malevus, and Mr Seer is not hostile but helpful. We should very much try something here.

Gilneas, they have our cousin. They are an unknown quantity, but again, they have a cousin of ours. They likely educated him. They could be made allies or perhaps no.


Ironforge, with our deals, working relationship and creation of a solid diplo relations with Dark Irons that kind of stuff falls a bit. Not saying we cant give a try, but what we are making with the Dark Irons is quite strong and valuable to us.

Stormwind, Varian absolutely detest us. Katrana has to do work for redirect his furious attention, since unlike Van Cleef we are in a known place. Stormwind might be an enemy politically at this point, so we might want to act based on that (like for Stormgarde).


In regard to political marriages they could work for gain political power, but some are a bit too problematic. Said problem is named Arthas for Calia, nevermind a likely massive list of suitors that would want to marry her. If Garithos remains alive and capable of thought, he will keep being an issue and a problem. Thats enough. The reverse might be a good idea. Malevus i would prefer to not give her such question, but it could be inevitable if we cant create our own way for the Reconquest. Crowning her would be nice and if possible thats what I want to get, and if not i can consider a political marriage.
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Barovs wanted the oil in the past. So we need to give them something at a similar level of profits, or that can reach such profits. Or of great value
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>>6125510
Yeah Varian is an issue, but I know Katrana can handle it. The political refugee thing is a sensible answer as well, the alternative really was just violence or all these vulnerable people thrown out to the curb.

Auvun'kal is a good example of the business they want, thats a good point. I don't think Kael offering a favor of troops for a favor was a bribe. Its just a good relationship where we can exchange favors with Kael who has a considerable bit more power than we do. Plus if we had accepted we might have gotten to talk with Voren'thal the Seer or with Kael. I think we should take up the offer when we go hunting for trolls or Alterac proper, it makes us look good to have elf allies show up and fight with us.

I don't know if our steel is that great, Southshore offers knight plate and light plate so I'm sure they have some decent steel making too. Maybe we can get a dark iron smith and make some really good stuff?

Sponsoring sounds like a good word for it, if only for some favor until thrall ruins the camps.

>>6125515
Yeah the rejoin the alliance is more of a spitball option. Theres only so many things Alric can do. If taking back the RD garrison with Captain Reginald and the originally agreed amount of troops is important I could see doing that, ideally with Garithos getting replaced lol but we won't get everything we want.

I feel like Dalaran isn't terribly bothered, as long as we don't have any more fuckups. Their informant was someone they used to more or less keep an eye on the low level Underbelly people, and I don't think they really care too much about witches. Dalaran begrudgingly acknowledges that people will seek out magic tutors on their own. They should know what sort of accidents can happen in learning magic, like a heart attack, so some methods get banned. I'm sure they have their speculations. I was happy they didn't punish the dalaran guard we are paying to be our guy down there ,or freeze us out from visiting and dealing with Kael and Jaina, so we can invite the slightly less ideal people for growth.

I just know Stromgarde really dislikes the weight of the taxes, and that we can work with.

Yeah the ironforge speech is more to clarify Alric's reasoning that someone like Garrick who is a fair trader might deserve redemption, and its perhaps better than eternal antagonism the Dwarves have settled into. I think it would help them see Alric's wanting redemption for the Alteraci as a motivation that effects everything he does. Dorfs gonna Dorf tho.

I trust Katrana to do the work, and I recall the nobles of Stormwind did like Alric for saving some noble dude from getting mugged. Plus a bunch were in Katrana's pocket I assume. Hopefully she can atleast maneuver things into Stormwind being neutral, lest it displease a bunch of the nobles.

I'm sure theres a route where Arthas and Alric bury the hatchet, and not in each other. I also think a Malevus marriage is best.

Thanks for the responses my dudes.
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You sighed again. What a mess, but you needed to deal with this by yourself.

“I am sorry Captain Maxwell.” You said to him. “But it looks like I have things to do.”

“I understand Prince Alric.” He replied to you. “I have my own duties, so I hope before this campaign splits apart and all of us leave back to our homes that we could talk again.”

“So do I…” You said and stood up looking at Lieutenant Gravis. “Alert the mages, I might need their help.”

“Of course.” Gravis replied with a bow.

You stood up and took you cane that you had left leaning by the table.

“It was happy coincidence that we could meet like this Captain Maxwell.” You said to him and gave him a bow slightly too deep for your status. “We shall meet again.”

Maxwell stood up and gave you a bow.

“We shall.” He replied.

“Now let’s go Lieutenant.” You said to your bodyguard.



The mages had been pulled out of duty of eating the Internment Camp to bankruptcy and you had asked Langston to come with you. As Madam Martin had left to help with the wounded soldier of yours, the rest of your entourage had walked to the well where your knights were standing at attention, and a couple of Regional Defenders were still standing there. Few droplets of blood were on the grass and dirt where the brawl had happened, most likely from the sword that had been drawn.

“We shall find the one responsible for this.” Langston replied to you, he was a couple drinks too deep and was clearly drunk.

“I surely hope so.” You replied.

Standing by the well, you kneeled and looked at the dirt. You weren’t a tracker or a ranger, you couldn’t make sense of the tracks, but you could see that the dirt had been disturbed by a dozen or so men. And not with normal footsteps, but by steps that had dug into the soft ground during a struggle.

“Alright, let’s see what exactly has happened here.” You said to everyone as you stood up.


>Seek and interrogate the Regional Defenders participating the the scuffle. Find who was the one who cut your soldier and hear their story.
>Go and talk with your men first, you want to hear the Alteraci point of view first. Interrogate the soldier that had gotten wounded first.
>Speak with drunken Langston and have the Durnholders speak with both sides. They are neutral and as the Commander you need to avoid showing favours, even if it involves your own men.
>Other, write in.
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>>6125598
>Seek and interrogate the Regional Defenders participating the the scuffle. Find who was the one who cut your soldier and hear their story.

So they can't say we didn't hear them out or just auto agreed with our boys.

Then do ours. have Langston and durnholders be there to witness the investigation. Possibly coax Langston to the innocence of our boys and the dastardly RD being a menace.
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>>6125598
>Seek and interrogate the Regional Defenders participating the the scuffle. Find who was the one who cut your soldier and hear their story.

Get to the RD guys before Garithos can get to them or they can clean up and decide on a story I suppose.

>Other, write in.
Ask Langston if this is the closest well for both camps.

Ask one of the mages to make a magic light and send it into the well, maybe whoever cut our soldier decided to get rid of the blade down the well? Its not really a reasonable choice but feels like one of those things people would do when they realize they fuck up. Kind of an admission of guilt, and maybe someone will be missing a sword.
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>>6125598
>>Seek and interrogate the Regional Defenders participating the the scuffle. Find who was the one who cut your soldier and hear their story.
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>>6125598
>Seek and interrogate the Regional Defenders participating the the scuffle. Find who was the one who cut your soldier and hear their story.
Truth of the matter is, it doesn't matter what he says, he retaliated with a lethal weapon to what could have been just a scuffle. If we didn't have a paladin in our ranks, one of our soldiers could have died from infection or blood loss. That man will need to be punished in accordance with whatever laws are in place, a concession can be made that it's Lordaeron laws that should cover this act, since he was not an Alteraci soldier. If the people in question refuse to accede to this, than an ad-hoc court martial needs to be held. This happened during a military operation in progress and the last thing we need is people thinking that we are not taking this seriously and Lordaeron soldiers showing that they can get away with reducing our ranks.
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>>6125598
>>Seek and interrogate the Regional Defenders participating the the scuffle. Find who was the one who cut your soldier and hear their story.
Uh uh would you look at that Langston is drunk. How much is the question. Might need to have someone watch him for now. Order for a scribe to get here too write down whatever people say.

Funnily enough i do wonder how much neutral a Durnholder can be at this point with us or our men hehehe.... we dod save people in Durnholde.

>>6125592
>but we won't get everything we want.
Who knows. Maybe one day he will fall really hard from some stairs.

Me as well, going in the Underbelly was worthy. Kael and Jaina are excellent contacts, and becoming friends with Kael would be possible. Dalaran might be not that bad, maybe they will become if not friendly neutral in the future at least.

I am mostly worried how much hungry for land they are. If taxes are that bad would they want to risky it anyway ?

Could be could be. It would clear our position on the subject if they ask why. If they want us to change position instead, is unlikely. I want to see more of those armors in our ranks, weapons and war machines too if we can.

Katrana is pretty good at what she does, so I could see her being capable of redirecting things or mitigate them. Varian could still throw some support to our enemies, even without his vassals behind him he holds power has a king.

If that route exists, there will be peace in our times. Unfortunately, you can cut through the violent tension whenever the two are in the same room. Queen Malevus I.

No problem.


>>6125655
Agreed, no matter what happened the Alliance soldier needs to receive punishment. I doubt the soldier can escape it, since we are in charge of all the expeditionary army. I wonder if the military law for Alterac and Lordaeron is different in some manner. So far Alteraci law looked very, to the point and with no half measure (with Alric being far more benevolent and not always using the punishments present in it).
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>>6125729
>Stairs
Lol. Well considering we told Anabel who will tell Nalice and Katrana, I could see it. Though I'm sure they have more artful solutions, I know Nalice is fond of painting walls.

Big political musing incoming

>land
As for Strom, or even Gilneas, like you said its a risk. For them to actually take Alterac Proper will be a considerable campaign and they know it. Against well entrenched ogres and kobolds, in rough Alterac terrain and weather, while being taxed and supplying it mostly themselves. Maybe they are hoping the spoils of whatever the ogres and kobolds have managed to mine and raid to acquire will be a nice chunk of change. Then sell or entrust some nobles with the land to shut them up about taxes cause lol how are they gonna afford rebuilding any of Alterac on top of everything?

Yet they want to push it anyways at the next meeting. Unless they are ok with accepting something else to give up their claim, which may be why they let Maxwell tell us. Might just be courtesy tho. It would make for an interesting political challenge to arrange something to maneuver them.

Lets say some kind of big investment by Alric, funded by Katrana if shes for it but I wouldn't play that card more than once. Into what exactly I couldn't say, but that seems more likely then getting Lordaeron to cut taxes somewhere. MAYBE if we can get Durnholde and Hillsbrad into the League it might make it look like they can have some RD stand down and save there. Otherwise camp sponsorship to help take some pressure off. Only if we NEED the support of one more kingdom, which we might.

That said I think whats been mentioned so far could bag us Lordaeron, Dalaran, and Kul Tiras. Hopefully without a political marriage but I wouldnt take it off the table. If Arthas makes trouble it could be we get a more neutral Lordaeron, but I think it will be Terenas at the helm. If King Thoras bothered to warn us, he probably warned his friend King Terenas. If we have all three thats pretty damn strong.

Strom of course should be out for itself to get that land. Gilneas should be out for itself with that cousin claimant, mostly I think to keep other kingdoms from getting too powerful to disrupt the balance of the Alliance?

Stormwind and Ironforge might back either of them unless Katrana and Alric can convince or atleast maneuver them into neutrality. Worst case they both get behind one of them and probably Stromgarde, so it becomes a 3 vs 3. Gilneas might become some kind of wildcard of who can buy their support?

Which leaves Quel'Thalas and the hope that it will be Kael, and that Alric can learn to speak in fluent Elvish to ask for his support. Maybe a favor for a favor. Or marriage with Malevus but their courting has only gotten so far that it might feel a bit awkward, but I think everyone likes the idea.
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I will try to get the update out in the evening. Could I have before it a roll for the Regional Defenders. Let's see how they react to you talking to them.

>1d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>6126245
prince allrizz
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Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>6126245
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>6126245
Time for Words
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Reminds me that one of these days Alric could use a replacement mountain lion pelt, or maybe salvage some of the old cut up one into something else. A half cape? A shoulder cloak? Cut it up into strips for one of those roman skirt things? Or like that but for the shoulders? We need our fashion advisor character stat
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>>6126245

>6


Thankfully the Regional Defenders in the shuffle had stayed near the well after your knights had told them to stay put so you didn't need to go looking out for them. But when you approached them, you noticed them stiffen up and be nervous.

"So you were the ones in the scuffle?" You asked them.

The soldiers looked at each other and didn't seem to want to answer.

"I am a Prince, so I could force you to answer and there would be very little you can do about it." You told them and continued. "But I am also the one commanding this army and I can't put personal squabbles between Alteracis and you above the army. So how is it? What happened?"

One of the soldiers took a step forward after a pause.

"Milord, we came to get water for the horses." He said after giving you a bow. "But one of the Alteracis was here."

"And then?"

"He was alone, supposedly waiting for his mates to come back for more water. As he stood there doing nothing, we asked if we could fill our buckets as he waited." The soldier said and you waited for him to continue. "He said no, just wait a moment, there's a line here."

"How did the fighting start then?" You asked.

"Well Milord, as his mates weren't showing up and he wasn't using the well, we… we walked to him and took the rope." The soldier said.

The only well outside the palisade was a simple rope and a bucket type of a deal. You lowered the bucket down and then lifted it when it was full.

"At that point he shouted back at us, told us to wait and to drop the bucket. When one of us didn't do it, he shoved the man." The soldier told you.

"With two hands Milord." Second soldier said and mimicked getting shoved. "I fell on my buttocks and back."

He turned around and indeed his ass and back was all muddy.

"And then what happened?" You asked and crossed your arms.

"We went between him and the rest of us, but then his friends arrived and…" He told you.

"And then you fought." You replied. The Regional Defenders did look like they had been in a fight. Clothes were all dirty, a couple bruises had started to appear. "Why the sword then?"

"Milord we saw your knights to appear and we thought they would join the Alteracis so one of us drew his sword and accidentally cut the man." The soldier said.

"That is a lie, you drew your sword because our men were beating you in the fight." Lieutenant Gravis said back to him. "We didn't even have a chance to touch you before that happened."

"Where is the man who drew the sword? Who is he?" You asked them.

"He went back into the camp." The soldier said. "And we aren't lying, I swear by Holy Light."

Great, so it was one of your men who shoved first, but it was the Regional Defender who drew the sword first. Just who to believe more, them or Lieutenant Gravis?

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>>6126505


>Demand them to bring the man who drew his sword here or do you need to march into their camp and drag him out by yourself?
>You have heard their side, now go talk with your own men, including the one that got hurt. See if the story is different.
>This is quite a clear cut case from this part. Order Langston to take these men into custody for a moment before sentence is given. The sword was after all taken out and your man had been cut.
>Other, write in

QM: Feeling better, but still sick. Sorry for the low pace of updates.
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>>6126506
>>Other, write in
>"You did not answer my second question soldier."
>"Name and Rank of your companion. Same for all of you."
>"Langston take custody of this men, and give an order in the Alliance camp for their fellow soldier to reach me here now."
>You have heard their side, now go talk with your own men, including the one that got hurt. See if the story is different.
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>>6126506
>>6126545
This. Wonder how close Malevus is to learning a truth detecting spell, such a thing would be really useful right about now.
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>>6126545
>>6126506
support
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>>6126545
Support. Time for some good old fashion military discipline, this isn't a fucking kindergarten.
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>>6126506
What is the real reason for the guard waiting at the well, is there anything inside the well itself? Syndicate message passing??

>>6126545
support
>>6125624
also Support
>Ask one of the mages to make a magic light and send it into the well,
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“Right then.” You said and clapped your hands. “Langston, are you listening?”

“I am Prince Alric.” He said, the fresh air had been good for him.

“Good, then take your men and take these men into custody for fighting and causing bodily harm. I will not have a single bit of infighting during this campaign.” You told him and continued. “And send a couple of your men to go fetch the man who drew the sword. I want to talk with him.”

You were ready to turn around, but you added a bit more.

“Take Mr. Boyd and Mr. Williams with the ones who go into the Regional Defender camp.” You said to him and turned to your mages. “If they become all uppity, I don’t know, turn them into newts or something.”

“Understood My Prince.” Boyd replied and saluted. He seemed enthusiastic as did Williams who had taken out his cudgel staff.

Turning to look at the Regional Defenders, you spoke to them again.

“I will have no infighting during this campaign, we will do this by the book and make sure that justice is served.” You said. “And you did just confess to drawing a sword and cutting one of your compatriots.”

You smiled at them and looked at Langston.

“They are yours.”



The man who had cut your soldier had been brought to you and you had spoken with him quickly. He had told you basically the same story. They had come to the well to pick up water and then the scuffle had happened. He had drawn his sword when your knights had arrived at the scene as he had feared that they would attack them. And when he had drawn his sword, it had cut the arm of your soldier.

A case of self-defence in their own words.

They didn’t say that they didn’t do it, just that they thought that they would be in trouble and acted to protect themselves. You had asked to see his sword and there was a bit of blood on it too. The Regional Defenders most likely had realised that they had fucked up and there was no point in denying everything.

Now just to go talk with your own man who had gotten wounded.

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>>6126766

You found him in the medical tent with Malevus and Madam Martin who was carefully suturing the wound shut. Malevus had already cleaned the wound and was preparing the bandages for it. The wound was on the soldier's left bicep and thankfully it didn’t look that deep.

“He can fight.” Malevus said. “Couple days of rest and he can hold his shield.”

“That is good to hear.” You replied. “So what happened soldier?”

The soldier who had been cut told you his side of the story.

He and the others had been told to go pick up water for the bath and for the cooks and were in progress of carrying buckets after buckets of water back into your camp. One of them had stayed by the well to keep it reserved for them as the job was nowhere close to being done and when they were returning, they saw the scuffle had started and they had rushed to help the man who had been left there.

And they had fought, punches, kicks, throws. Until your knights had arrived and the man had received the cut on his arm. The story of the wounded soldier was quite simple on his part. He had helped his mates and got cut in the progress, but he didn’t see how all of it started. That is why you went to talk with the soldier who had supposedly started it next.

“Tell your story, how did everything start?” You asked him. The soldier was nursing his bruises outside the medical tent and looked beaten and dirty like the rest.

“My Lord, me and the others were carrying water back to the camp. It was slow work as we need a lot of water here and we were halfway through our job. And because it is the only well here, I stayed behind to reserve it for us.” He told you and continued. “When those Regional Defenders came to the well, I told them that.”

“Told them what?”

“It is our turn first, wait in the line and after we are done, you can have the well.” He said to you. “If they had started to take the water, who knows how long it would have taken? Because we had already done half a dozen trips and that takes time.”

“What happened next?”

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>>6126767

“One of them grabbed the rope and bucket and started to lower it into the well. I shouted at them to wait in the line, but he didn’t listen.” The soldier said to you.

“And then you pushed him.” You said.

“My Lord, I shouldn’t have done that, but I won’t lie to you. I pushed the man away from the well and he fell on his ass.” Your soldier said to you. “Then they shoved me back and the rest of them came at me.”

“Then you fought?” You asked.

“I had to defend myself, there were five of them and only one of me My Lord.” He replied. “Until my friends came to help me… then we fought.”

“When was the sword brought into the fight?” You asked again.

“Lieutenant Gravis and his knights came to help us, though we didn’t really need the help as we were beating their asses, to pull us apart. One of the Regional Defenders got scared and drew his sword.” The soldier told you and continued. “That’s when the cut happened.”

“At that point we managed to separate them from each other.” Lieutenant Gravis said to you. “And the fighting died. I came to tell you what happened just a moment later.”

“Thank you Lieutenant.” You replied to him.

Alright, now you had both sides. Let’s recap the events.

Alteracis are saying that they were reserving the well for themselves and told the Regional Defenders to wait. One of them had still gone to use the well, your man had shoved him and the fighting had started. When the knights had moved to stop the fighting, one of the Regional Defenders had pulled out his sword and caused a cut on the bicep of one of your men. At that point the fighting stopped and your knights managed to separate the two groups.

Regional Defenders meanwhile are saying that they went to use the well and the Alteraci, who was standing there doing nothing, had shoved them hard enough to get one of them to fall on their back. The fighting had started when his friends had arrived at the scene and when the knights had arrived, the Regional Defenders had been scared that they would join the fighting and one of them had taken out their sword, accidentally cutting your man in self-defence.

Two things were constant in both stories. Your own soldier was the one who shoved or touched the opposing side first. And it had been the Regional Defender who drew his sword and caused the cut.


>Have Langston take your own soldiers in custody. You need to avoid showing preference and you need to do things by the book.
>Colonel Garithos needs to be informed about this, the Regional Defenders are his men.
>Or just skip him and talk with Captain Reginald, no need to bother Colonel Garithos with the fight.
>You still have something to ask from your own soldiers, write in.
>Other, write in.

QM: Hopefully I have made some sense to this.
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>>6126769
Seeing how both sides seem shocked and scared rather than belligerent towards one another, this really does seem like it was a misunderstanding and not an attempt to cover some nefarious activity or an aggressive provocation.

>Alric gathers those involved in the incident near the well
>"Well, since you lads can't get the task of carrying water right, I suppose you're going to need some advanced instruction."
>Alric proceeds to get water out of the well and then has the men take turns doing the same exact thing, acting as a drill sergeant, except instead of training for battle, they are training to carry water
>He then orders those involved in the incident to supply the opposing camps with water as punishment for causing a scuffle, relaying a clear message - cause shit and everyone is going to know your face.

Such is my suggestion. Turn it into a corporal punishment and give the troublemakers an opportunity to grumble and bemoan their fate. It will also have Alteracis and Regional Defenders mingle, for good or ill.
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>>6126769
I wonder how Alric would want this?

I kind of like the sound of this since both groups seem pretty solid straightforward soldiers. Suspend sentencing for both sides until after the Campaign, we will look at them later in the light of what they managed to achieve during that time. If they did the work and fought hard sweep it under the rug, if not then a proper punishment lies in wait. Which I suppose might be something like going through a gauntlet.

>>6126923
lol I'd support that. The designated water carrier punishment is also good. I had been thinking assign them to latrine duty for the foreseeable future as another way.
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>>6126769
>>6126923
This but the message of giving water to the other should be more of compensation than intimidation, the fear will come from going back and forth over and over again. That'll sweat them good.

Honestly, this could've been avoided if the Alteraci had let them use the well while waiting on the condition that as soon as his compatriots came back the RD would give them control of the well again. Or were they planning to take the well's bucket? Someone's getting a scolding either way.
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>>6126923
>>6126769
support
I would however punish the guy who drew the sword he unnecesarily escalated the fight to deadly force.
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>>6126982
I thougut about that too, if there isn't a by the book punishment then 5 to 10 good lashes is good enough for me.
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Once we learn a useful dragon rune or two we should try it in the air with arcane writing. I wonder if a rune drawn that way would work any better. Then any spell with fel is stronger and easier to cast, so if we use fel mana to draw it what sort of effects will we get
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No update today. The bloody sickness is still kicking my ass, fever is mostly gone, but I am completely knackered. Sinusitis is not fun!

But for some activities, let's ask a simple question because I am interested in knowing what you think. At what point should Alric reveal that he is studying/knows magic to the public?


>Write in
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>>6127405
Hope you get some rest Medivh, treat yourself if you can still taste anything

>Write in
Hmmm thats a good question. After he gets attacked in public and has to use magic to save himself or Malevus or a friend? If saving someone else important was worth the exposure. If fel boosted Alric in the heat of combat thought it would make for a really cool death animation of some enemy lol.

If Dalaran had some kind of Amateur Mage Duel Tournament with a cool prize and access to interesting lore and resources to further Alric's education and contacts.

It becomes way too much of a bother to handicap ourselves in combat from our full potential as a magic swordsman where we could be teleporting around and spinning fire swords and counterspells etc. When we want to buy some really sweet gear that aesthetically perfectly matches the Aurvan’kal fashion set, but a non-mage has no business owning.

If he gets anymore arcane or fel or DRAGON magic related mutations that are hard to hide. Like if he develops the rust red colored glowing eyes that Nalice and Cyrus have when the seed of Nalice's magic has well and truly settled in and grown in strength to where some mages eyes will glow. Dragon slit eyes or scales or horns or fangs/claws or something. An obvious strong mage aura.

Perhaps ideally after the Syndicate has been dealt with he says something like "In light of the attempts on my life I kept this as a secret edge, but I have been studying magic. Let my foes beware."

If Alric and our mages ever work on some big magic project, a school or workshop or like that dalaran city shield, that has some very big apparent benefits but spooks the rural townspeople. Maybe it would be worth the publicity in attracting more mages and people and glory, in attempting to change the perception of magic his own peoples have towards being more accepting of it.

To draw attention away from some other scandal? To make some kind of political point about Dalaran not being able to control magic if it benefit us.

If being able to do magic was somehow very important to potential allies like the elves as Kael and Malevus's parents? Or Dalaran if that didn't seem like it would just make them more suspicious and distant.

To flex on Arthas.
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>>6127405
When the scourge rolls up or when we help arthas burn strathlome.
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>>6127405
I would postpone it for as long as possible mainly for the sake of secrecy. A weapon that our enemy doesn't know we are able to use is an advantage our enemy cannot plan around. Think how differently the fight against that death knight in the burial mound could have gone if we did not know magic? Or if he had known in advance that Alric was a magic user? It gives us an inherent advantage in everything we do. Not to mention that it also protects our "Syndicate poisoned us" narrative. A mage of Kael's magnitude would have probably seen right through the bullshit if he knew that Alric practiced magic.
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>>6127480
Its a solid benefit they dont know what we can do, but it does bring up the question of what do they know and suspect. Obviously the Cindersword and the Aurvan’kal they and every other person in the world knows. The ambush in Tarren Mill tried to get him while hes out of his fancy ass armor, unless that was genuinely meant to hurt Tarrent Mill and Alric just happened to be there which would be rather unlucky for them lol. In any case they should also know or suspect we have the Inviso cloak since its something the Syndicate originally gave to its own assets in Durnholde, unless they assume it was lost in the fires.

If they could gather any info they'd know he is friends with Jaina, and spent a fair bit of time around Jandice, possibly Kael. But also that he does keep one of their warlocks alive and in prison, has met with him personally several times.

The letter from Alric's brother did say they know he wasn't "poisoned" and that they were backing off. So their current mindset should be they 'know' or strongly suspect he was playing with Fel magic, perhaps because he felt cornered by the situation so he resorts to it for power. A rather classic warlock ambition.

These seem like pretty reasonable dots to connect that make it look a lot like Alric is either learning or attempting to learn magic, and probably fel warlock magic, atleast from the Syndicate point of view. If I was them and saw these points? I would treat Alric like a warlock going forward just to be safe, and so the unknown advantage is considerably lessened if not lost.

What do you think?
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>>6127621
The only caveat I would put on that is how can Alric's brother be so sure that none of them were involved when he has such unruly and powerful subordinates? Both of them have their own cliques which he has minimal to no control over, one of them even took his half sister hostage. He could suspect that Alric is lying but he couldn't be sure of it.

Sure, he could've asked them and they would deny it. But that's what they would say, isn't it?
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>>6126769
It's fair to say that the Regional Defenders escalated a situation by ignoring directions of the well being reserved and to wait from another member of the gnoll subjugation force.

Then after they ignored, they were given a shove that was not a beatdown. Then the RD began the beatdown, 5-on-1 or in RD's words "We went between him and the rest of us, but then his friends arrived and…"

They escalated again when the knight arrived. So strictly speaking, I think a night in the solitary cells for the first Alteraci guard and all 5 RD is fair. Threatening the RD who drew the sword with a whipping is also fair because it could have escalated so much further.

>Have Langston take your own soldiers in custody. You need to avoid showing preference and you need to do things by the book.
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>>6126769
>>6126923
And then I see the water transporting punishment.
Nice, supported
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>>6127638
Thats fair, and hard to say for sure. We haven't really gotten a good look at what Alric's brother's personality is like, Alric was quite young for us to have many flashbacks of time with them. We can say he is the kind of person who starts and runs an organization like the Syndicate for years and seems to have gotten a fair bit of power from it. He could be just that overconfident and royally arrogant of what hes built, or he could be impeccably meticulous, who knows.

Beve as Spymaster probably has quite a few assets checking in on people inside the Syndicate factions since it seems to have gotten to a very paranoid state. Or if they use people like that guy who got away from Durnholde who had all those magic items to spy internally as well as work on clean up I'm sure he could gather intel with a high degree of confidence if it was important enough.

Someone was speculating on if the sister held hostage was also manipulating Creedy, which given this family I wouldn't discount out of hand. I think it was implied or stated that the half sister may have been given as a hostage willingly? Which wouldn't be too strange for nobles to do to help keep the peace and reach some kind of agreements. It also justifies wanting to keep an eye just to be sure they aren't doing anything too crazy and breaking trust.

Vertrauen ist gut, Kontrolle ist besser. Trust, but verify.
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>>6127621
I agree with most of your reasoning, I guess as far as the Syndicate is concerned, the jig is up, But I'd rather not dispense with the secrecy until we get the Alliance off our back and retake our capital.
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>>6127699
That said theres always the chance we underestimate their faults, if there are some unseen complications obscuring the vision and connection of these dots. Misconceptions, miscommunications, and just failure or unwillingness to communicate due to paranoia etc. Probably safer to assume the jig is up tho.

Waiting until we are more comfortable is understandable. Yet I would be sorely tempted to drop the secrecy if theres a right opportunity and benefit. Offering and receiving trust from someone like Kael. Or a mage duel tournament lol.

I suppose the Elves and Dalaran would probably think a Mage King would be cool, which would be handy for support or possible immigration. I wonder if it would mean more mages would be willing to try moving to Alric's court?

If Alric could use himself as an example, the potential of making a very niche knightly order of magic swordsmen could be pretty cool even if the requirements mean it won't be very big and grows at a glacial pace lol.
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>>6127869
I would say that right now we are actually in an extremely beneficial position when it comes to going hard on cultivating magical talent because we have a very powerful benefactor in Nalice that had already laid down a lot of the groundwork for making the secret proliferation of magical knowledge possible. But by doing anything magic related in the open on a mass scale without Dalaran's yes-say is going to bring their wrath upon us which will be bad news indeed. I did entertain a thought about something adjacent to druidism or shamanism taking root in Alterac, the rituals those witches passed down among generations of practitioners are probably very old and mostly are aimed at nurturing the land. If Alterac wants its own school of magic, it needs to be strong enough to tell Dalaran to fuck off when they come snooping around or trying to collect tithes.
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>>6127892
We can get around that easily. But we kinda fucked up already.

Have the high elves back us. They control the sunwell and gave dalaran their magic originally. So I say we hard align ourselves with Kael. After this gnoll war. We really need to go stop the necromancer. If we have their blessing probably would require marrying malevus. We could more or less do whatever we want. Also they'd probably help us kill the trolls... so more land for us.

We should also teach the elves machines and contraptions. We need someone else to buy oil from us.
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>>6128019
There might be a faction of freethinkers and tinkerers in Quel'Thalas, existence of individuals like Malevus proves, that some among the high elves find their planned lives to be absolutely suffocating.It could be possible to bring more of their kind to our side if we had a better workshop and guarantees of things not turning to hell on a dime. Once the stonemasons finish building up Dawnholme, perhaps we will see something of the sort.
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>>6127405
I can see two reveals

- Ideal : We learn all the basics, and get on learning the more special things (more fire, the rest of the program of Nalice, Jandice lessons on illusions, fighting with Eligius in mock magical battles etc,,,) until we believe we are a strong if not a decent mage. Alterac is also in a strong position when we do this reveal, and we have plan on how to do said reveal.

- Not Ideal : We need to get a victory or save someone, and thus drop the secrecy fully using even magic has a skill much like combat, warfare and anything else. Or another magical problem like the "fel poison".
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>>6127892
Thank fuck for Nalice that cultivating other people in secret is an option, but do love me some magic knights for after we pop the bubble.

The witches and their coven with Eligius, I'm looking forward to what they can do as they get stronger. I imagine a fair bit of the roots in witch magical tradition was also a need for something to fight against the magic of the ancient troll empire, atleast before the pact with the elves to teach mankind arcane magic. So I wonder if they could be handy against the trolls when the time comes.

Their growth will take some time, but we could also see about gathering more witches from neighboring areas? I imagine the Witches might know where some others are, or maybe sacred groves or gathering places. Magical means of sending messages.

Witches do like mysticism. We did hear that prophecy of Voren'thal from Malevus, I wonder if that would draw interest for other witches to come here using that. A prophecy about a young prince who needs protecting to stop darkness from spreading over the lands? So right up their alley for recruitment. Put Alric in the Coven and call him the Witch Prince lol

Or call in our favor from Thrall to see if he would teach a human, probably one of the witches, full blown orcish Shamanism. That might be a good way to delay his invasion if we need more time with Durnholde for our objectives too, cause I dont think hes going to war until he finishes his own training. Though that would mean letting the witches know about that connection, but do they even care or would they risk the nice arrangement we have for them? I doubt it.
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>>6128091
It might be tapping a bit into the meta, but druidism and shamanism are both the best counters to demonic powers and arcane magic because they are both "natural" and cannot really be truly corrupted. And knowing what's coming, this without a doubt will be of us. Sure, elementals and nature spirits could be destroyed or twisted, but then the powers they grant would also become such, and more often, they'd just cease giving anyone anything because they turn rabid and anyone who isn't completely blind would be easily able to tell that a river turning red and becoming poisonous probably means that something is terribly wrong with the local water spirits or maybe the goblins upstream have got something to do with that. But those powers aren't inherently as dangerous as the fel magic or the arcane and don't act like a gigantic "COME HERE AND DRINK THIS" sign for entities within the twisting nether, while still affording the user a lot of utility and pretty devastating strength should the situation require it.
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>>6128092
The way I see its just working with whats available since opening some kind of Dalaran approved school or making one without their approval are both a can of worms, and we have a favor from Thrall with some witches on hand.

Honestly if theres no better use for Thrall's favor, him teaching someone Shamanism a witch is just very handy for several reasons. Though it could get very funny if we ask him so he has his little falcon fly around town looking for whoever is strongest in a connection with the land, or however rarely true shamanism is inherited, then he points out Radan or Beckston or whoever.

Or Thrall points to Alric and then I look at Alric's plate which is already overflowing with training and learning, soaked in the gravy of extracurricular activities, and turn it down.

Also kinda funny that druidism and shamanism are supposed to be the best counters, but Dragons outside of the green flight don't seem to use druidism? Plus the black flight is fucked. Thanks Deathwing.

Even characters in the red flight seem to prefer Arcane and their dragon rune magic Nalice started us on. Unless dragon rune magic is just eliminating the middle man of spirits for using the power of the world or something? Or just zero connection so they simply can't. Nalice could probably give Alric some more lore sessions as part of his education so he knows more IC. Eligius too.
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>>6128101
Dragons are a special case I think in the way that they are just "pure" like that, they don't really need to draw power out of the cosmos like regular practitioners of magic since they themselves are walking power engines, which is why using magic comes to them as naturally as breathing, pun intended. Teaching humanity shamanism would be tricky, but not impossible, since the inhabitants of the outlying areas, places like Stonedon could probably make for excellent candidates, since they lived far from conventional civilization and have a clan culture not at all dissimilar to that of the earlier orcs. I doubt Alric himself would make for a good candidate for that, he's already too committed to the path he had chosen. It would be interesting to get the opinion of Nalice on these matters, as a dragon she probably knows of all of the magic that there is in the world besides whatever it is that the old ones are up to, those matters not even dragons choose to dabble with. I wonder if she would view shamanism with disdain, since shamans don't really have power of their own, they borrow the strengths of elemental spirits and often those can require appeasement or maintaining the land in a state of balance, which could go against industrialization that we are going with.
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>>6128107
Lol. Good ol Dragon Pride. Asking a lesser being for power is perhaps beneath them as a concept? On the other hand -taking- it might be more palatable. Nalice is also not entirely conventional in all her views so she might be more or less open to some things. I'm still hoping she can enter the Alricbowl too.

If Chief Ragis had a son or daughter that might be a solid candidate and an easy connection to make. I remember a bit from the book about the forming of the horde and how even they didn't find true shamans very often, like a handful in a generation out of an entire clan if you were lucky.

As I was thinking before though we can always ask the Witches if they know where others are. Might have to travel a ways or send for them in some very rural areas, but a good way to get some more witches. They might not be keen to abandon their own lands but might be able to pull a few here and there.

Sidenote, I wonder if Tari has any magical inclinations? Shes pretty smart so she could probably do well in a few fields. I wouldn't be keen to give up our precious secretary tho.
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>>6128137
I don't even care so much about the bowl-relationship-drama thing as much as I'd like our man to take flight on her back at least once in his lifetime, for a mortal it'd be an unforgettable and humbling experience and also give him perspective, viewing the lands from the point of view of a dragon.
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>>6128352
That would be really sweet teacher student moment. Afterwards it would be nice to teach him a spell for some fire wings so he can learn to fly on his own too.
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This sounds like a misunderstanding, but you can’t let this just go. There needs to be a lesson and some justice served so that this won’t happen again.

And you got an idea.

An hour or so later, the news of this scuffle had spread across the camp. There was probably no one who hadn’t heard about it and you expected to need to talk with Garithos or with Captain Reginald, but no. Nothing of that sort happened. So when you had asked the now sober Langston to gather the Regional Defenders and your Alteracis who had participated at the scuffle to the well, there wasn’t a crowd or anything similar waiting for you.

“I am not going to allow any sort of fighting amongst the men of this campaign.” You told them as they stood in front of you, separated by your knights. “I am not going to allow anything that works against our common goal, that also means that the sentences I have planned for you will be suspended until the campaign is over.”

You hadn’t decided what sort of sentences you would give to them. Fines maybe, for your soldier who pushed them first and for the one who drew his sword something harsher. But you didn’t need to tell them that.

“But I cannot let you go scot-free, there needs to be a lesson. A rather important lesson, because clearly you lot have difficulties performing basic tasks.” You said.

“Which would be what Prince Alric?” Lieutenant Gravis asked you, he was in on the plan.

“Well it is pretty apparent that they have great difficulties at carrying water, so it seems like they need some advanced instructions.” You replied back to him and looked at the men. “For the duration of the campaign, while we are at the camp and whenever else it is plausible, you will have the water carrying duties.”

“Is that everything Prince Alric?” Gravis asked you again.

“No, in fact no. You will be performing the water duties in the opposing camps. If the Regional Defenders need water, it will be the Alteracis who carry the water for them. If the Alteracis need the water, Regional Defenders will have that duty.” You said to the men.

They didn’t move as they stood at attention.

“Is that understood?” You asked.

“Yes My Lord.” They all replied.

“Good, because I don’t want to repeat myself.” You said to them and turned to look at Gravis. “Lieutenant, the men are yours to command, they might require some drilling first and as we know carrying water is extremely difficult so you need to be strict and harsh when it comes to the drilling.”

“Understood Prince Alric.” Gravis replied enthusiastically.

That was your job done, hopefully they would learn the lesson and everyone else would see this as a warning. You really didn’t want to deal with anything like this again.

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The day had passed. You had spoken with Langston about the campaign logistics and then later with Captain Reginald when it came to the scuffle. He seemed to agree with your decision, thank the Holy Light nothing more serious had happened, but a proper sentences were needed when the campaign was over. Carrying water won’t be a strong enough punishment for starting the fight and cutting another man.

But now you had retired back to your tent, there had been some paperwork to be done and with them finished and sent away, you told the guards to not bother you unless there’s an emergency or something actually important was going on.

There was a thing that bothered you, well a person. Ever since the episode at the sauna tent, Malevus had been a bit distant. Sure she talked to you and the usual work and duties she did for you hadn’t changed, but it was clear that what had happened bothered her as well. There had been no tender touches or looks shared, it was like she was disappointed in herself.

Maybe you were to blame? Did you go too far? She had asked for time and maybe, maybe you had been too hasty?

Malevus was lounging on her bed behind the cloth curtain that provided a modicum of privacy. Apparently she was reading some book, though you didn’t know which one. Maybe one of her romance novels? Definitely not one of her rare and expensive ones, you had forbidden taking them with her for the campaign.

Maybe… you were doubting this too much and everything will pass in a day or two. Just give her some time, or maybe… now you are doubting yourself… maybe you should talk with her? Or maybe… do something with her… maybe show some affection? Having a girlfriend was difficult, you had no idea that it would be this difficult… maybe you should just do something?


>Malevus needs some time, leave her alone and let things return back to normal on their own.
>You need to talk with her, or something else. Write in.

QM: Took me an eternity to finish this update. A social one after dealing with some campaign morale stuff. I am feeling slightly better so we are going to return hopefully back into normal schedule and get into campaigning proper.
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>>6128668
>Malevus needs some time, leave her alone and let things return back to normal on their own.
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>>6128668
>You need to talk with her, or something else. Write in.

I suppose shes thinking quite a bit. 'Can we really keep this secret, we already let someone find out. Whose fault is it for what happened at the sauna. The Guardian in the book made her Prince chase, could control the situation to steer away from trouble. Can this work out? Did the Seer make a mistake in letting me do this?'

Ask Malevus if shes ever read a story where a Prince goes out to see what people were talking about. Maybe she wants to know what people say about her when Alric went out with the cloak. Maybe what sort of juicy gossip goes on just to get her talking.

Something that eventually leads into "More then anyone else your being here, with me, is Destiny. Even your Seer could see it, and he wouldnt be The Seer if he was wrong."

Look on the bright side anyways. Gravis is trustworthy, and really its the best case. If he knows he won't let people just storm in without warning, like he did. It will be handy to have someone who can be our lookout, or messenger. Or make him go buy things for more little outings when we don't have the time but need to steal another moment. Someone to help ask after the more romantic areas where we travel. Even the story romances need a helper or two. Afterall who doesn't knock.
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>>6128668
>>You need to talk with her, or something else. Write in
Give her an hug first, share a moment of quiet silence. Then talk

"I can understand what are you thinking. What are you afraid of. The future judgement, the possible new rumors on not just me but you. Our love, our secret at risk of others knowing it despite what we did. And i just want to say, i'll be there. Side by side with you, no matter what happens even if we don't manage to keep it secret from others and it becomes public before our decision is made. We are in this together."
"Though if there is a positive thing in what happened, i believe Gravis will be anything but throughly loyal and protective of this secret so that should help us."
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>>6128766
>>6128777
I would rather be incisive then maybe validating rather than just validating. The romanticism you both display is unwarranted in these circumstances.

Something like: "A penny for your thoughts? Something to do with how you and we are perceived by others no doubt."
Then play it by ear but get to the heart of the issue, and no romantic monologuing.
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>>6128900
I'm with this.
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A copper for her thoughts. Update half-finished, I will get it up as soon as possible come tomorrow. Now I shall just rest.
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>>6128900
>>6128777
>>6128668
Ok i ll change my vote to this one here
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>>6128900
Never a bad idea to ask into it, but Malevus has a tendency to take the blame onto herself and we know it. Reverting to more of a pure duty role seems to be her mindset, atleast for the current circumstances.

If I consider it from a bodyguard angle as well she might think of it this way. Alric is going to be Alric, but that doesn't mean a Guardian who should prioritize their charges safety and reputation has to let themselves be swept up in the pace of things. Not that Malevus wasnt also into it which she might consider part of the 'problem', and that they both wanted to steal a moment in the midst of a campaign.

Besides reaffirming, it might be funny to set some ground rules for campaign field situations. 'Ok we can only do the bath thing, or other such moments, when we have Gravis on the bodyguard rotation. Maybe we give him a little signal or look. Also the sauna should have a little addition; an anteroom or two to help 'keep the heat' with some elven windchimes inside that serve as an extra warning someone is coming.'
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>>6129717
>but Malevus has a tendency to take the blame onto herself and we know it. Reverting to more of a pure duty role seems to be her mindset, atleast for the current circumstances.
>Alric is going to be Alric, but that doesn't mean a Guardian who should prioritize their charges safety and reputation has to let themselves be swept up in the pace of things. Not that Malevus wasnt also into it which she might consider part of the 'problem', and that they both wanted to steal a moment in the midst of a campaign.
And I would suggest saying that that is not what Alric thinks or wants. He has others for bodyguards but he only has one Malevus so rejoice! Enjoy the relaxing moments! We have few of those.

Also fuck this new verification system.
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Snapping your fingers, the candle that had provided you with light to write a report extinguished itself. It was a small thing, but having learned how to snap candles on and off, you didn’t need to muck around with fire otherwise. Standing up from behind the table in your tent and putting the report into the pile with the rest of the finished papers, you stretched your back. It had been a long day, a bit annoying day in the end with the scuffle having ended up your responsibility to deal with.

Thankfully everything seemed to be in order when it came to the papers, but not when it came to your girlfriend. You needed to talk with her as not everything was not right. Leaving your glasses on the table and your jacket leaning on the chair, you walked to the cloth curtain separating you from the corner Malevus had.

“Knock knock.” You said.

You heard her sigh and her book to close.

“Come in Alric.” Malevus said to you.

Pushing the cover aside, you found her sitting in her bed hugging her knees. She looked at you when you stood there.

“Copper for your thoughts?” You asked her and continued near immediately. “Can I sit down?”

“S-sure.” She replied.

You walked to her bed and sat down next to her before looking at her.

“The copper?” You asked her and continued. “Something to do with how you and we are perceived by others no doubt?”

Malevus looked at you for a second before nodding.

“You can trust Gravis, besides he has his own secrets that I know about.” You told her and continued. “He won’t talk.”

“It is not just him.” Malevus said to you carefully. “It is…”

“Everyone?”

She nodded to you.

“Sooner than later they will learn about us.” You said to her and continued. “But I think… I might have been too hasty.”

She now looked at you.

“I am sorry, I shouldn’t have… at the sauna tent…” You said to her with a quiet voice.

“It is not that… I… I would have…” Malevus started to say, but quieted down. “You are incredible, I want you, but…”

“This is too fast…” You asked.

She nodded to you again.

Carefully shimmying closer to her, you wrapped your arms around her and found her leaning on your shoulder.

“I need to be more careful, that’s the least I can do for you.” You said to her and found her gaze.

“Thanks Alric.” She replied to you.

“Though… if you did like it…” Your smile turned into a grin before you leaned in and kissed her. “What if we practised it a bit?”

“A-Alric!” She could just reply.

“What? Of course within your limits. When no one else is looking, when we are all alone, just the two of us.” You said to her and continued. “What do you think?”

“A-Alric… you… you!” The blush crept up her cheeks as she stammered and didn’t know what to say.

Now it was your turn to just laugh.

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>>6130057

“Don’t worry.” You said to her and lowered your head on her shoulder. “I am joking, you tell me the limits and I will follow them… my cute guardian…”

“Don’t tease me like that…” Malevus replied as her arms found your back and as she pulled you next to her.

“You liked that didn’t you…”

“Shut up…”

Her hug gripped you tighter and you responded in kind.

“We… we can tell my parents about us after this campaign and then… I was thinking if the whole trip to the Stormwind could be one big date, we could afterwards…” You said to her.

“Stormwind!”

“Yeah, of course I will be taking you there. There’s that big church after all.” You said to her and continued. “You could meet the priests and all.”

“You would take me there?” She asked.

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I?”

It was her turn to bury her face on your shoulder as she found a comfortable position to be in. Without saying a word, the two of you carefully snuggled each other, arms wrapped around each other. The scent of her hair, the scent of raspberries filled your mind. Slowly you closed your eyes and allowed the moment to take you.

“Are you… going to stay here?” Malevus asked.

“Training… one day we will share the bed every day…” You whispered back.

Malevus didn’t answer anything immediately and if you had your eyes open, you would have seen the blush on her cheeks.

“I… I would like that…” She whispered to you after a while.

But at that point you were all asleep and you wouldn’t hear anything.



It had been two days since. You had continued the march north the next morning and camped at another Internment Camp for the night. Now you were continuing your march towards north with the speed the baggage train allows you to achieve.

“Prince Alric.” Captain Cromwell greeted you.

“What is it Cromwell?” You asked your Captain as he rode next to you.

“Nothing specific, just that we are approaching the fourth and final camp.” Cromwell said to you and continued. “We shall set up the camps when we are there.”

“Thank you Cromwell.” You replied.

Remaining portion of the ride to the fourth camp went without any issues and soon you were there.



The camps had been set up and everything seemed in order for once. There had been no fights, the soldiers designated for water carrying duty were carrying water and everything seemed to go swimmingly.

“Alric.” Malevus said to you and handed you a scroll. “A message from Lord Uther.”

“Uther? When did it arrive?” You asked her.

“Just a few moments ago.” She replied.

Since your short talk, Malevus had opened to you again and whatever had bothered her had passed away. A couple evenings of snuggling had helped a lot.

“Then there is also Mr. Langston. He wants to meet you.” Malevus said to you and swiped her hair away from her face.

By the Light she was beautiful, you just wanted to have some fun with her right now. Maybe cuddle and play with her hair, while staying away from her ears. Maybe massage her back and go further below? Choices!

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>>6130058


>Read whatever Uther had sent to you first.
>You should go and see Langston first. He handles a lot of logistics here.
>Disregard both of them, cuddle with Malevus, that is of utmost importance!
>Other, write in.
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>>6130059
>Read whatever Uther had sent to you first.
Business calls!

Also quit with the blueballing Malevus. Neither you nor Alric are "no sex until marriage" types are you?
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>>6130064

Alric definitely not, but Malevus? Oh that is a lot harder to say.
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>>6130059
>Read whatever Uther had sent to you first.
Been a while since we heard from him. What could he possibly want?
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>>6130059
>Read whatever Uther had sent to you first
Sure would be awkward if it's a party invitation to the deadmines
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>>6130059
>Read whatever Uther had sent to you first.
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>>6130059
>>Read whatever Uther had sent to you first.
problems ? help ? judgement ? news ?
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>>6130082
That... ought to be adressed. I think Alric and Malevus are thinking very different things on what this "wait" means then and that adds new considerations to commitments made.
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Well you need to see what Uther has for you, he doesn’t really send you letters without a reason.

“I wonder what Uther has for me.” You mused aloud as you looked at the scroll.

The scroll felt peculiar for a moment before you realised why as you turned it around in your hands.

“Did you feel anything when you touched the scroll?” You asked Malevus.

“No? Should I have?”

“Hmmm… the scrolls enchanted.” You told her and tapped at the personal seal of Uther. “I have read about these things, magical protection to prevent outsiders from reading the contents. A wrong person opens it and it then bursts on fire or scrambles the words.”

“That sounds quite useful, but how long have you…” Malevus started to say.

“Just prior to the campaign. Bloody hard to sense magic, at least for me. Eligius just does it, but boy did I struggle.” You said with a chuckle and picked the letter knife to carefully pry the seal off. “Let’s see what Uther has for me.”

“I will get you some tea.” Malevus said as you opened the scroll.

It wasn’t a short scroll not at all, quite long in fact. Uther started with usual well wishes and quickly moved into what he had wanted to tell you. First to wish you luck and that he would pray for the success of this campaign. He lamented that the Silver Hand wouldn’t have a role in this and that the previous expedition didn’t end the gnoll threat fully. He felt like he had left a job unfinished and due to politics and not being officially invited to join the campaign, he couldn’t be here.

But then he moved into something much more important, he officially invited you to the Alliance meeting in Stormwind City, in the Kingdom of Azeroth. It will be held later this summer, you counted approximately one and half months before the meeting. Plenty of time to finish this campaign and then prepare for the meeting itself. Uther saw your presence there is quite important as he felt that there were winds of change in the Capital City and he wasn’t sure if they were for the good.

Uther continued in his scroll describing how several politicians from pre-Second War have retired or understood to retire under some pressure. There really was a move away from the old ways, pushing the old guard away and finding room for young officers and nobles with less regard for tradition. Uther found this dangerous, this was something he didn’t want to see, but he wanted you to know about it so that it wouldn’t be a surprise to you. Sure the future is on your shoulders as it is on the shoulders of the rest of your generation, but moves like these? Uther wasn’t as sure about it.

He finished the scroll wishing you good luck once again. He knew that the gnolls wouldn’t fold that easily, but he knew you know what to do.

Putting the scroll aside, you stared at the opposite wall for a moment until Malevus returned with a cup of tea.

“What did Lord Uther have to say to you?” Malevus asked you as she gave you the tea cup.

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>>6131028

“Wished me luck, invited me to Stormwind and warned about politics.” You told her and sighed. “Thanks for the tea.”

“Sounds complicated.” She replied.

“It is and I don’t want to think about it.” You said and sipped the tea.

You had already too much on your platter to think about the politics in the Capital City, but maybe you have to think about it? Well, you can push the thinking closer to the Alliance meeting, then it is a more relevant thing. Until then you have a campaign to run.



“You wanted to talk with me?” You asked as you stepped into Langston’s tent in the middle of the Durnholder camp.

“Prince Alric, yes of course. There’s something I have managed to secure for the campaign.” He said to you and stood up from behind his small table.

“What is it?” You asked him.

“Please follow me.” He replied.

Choosing to humour him, you followed Langston out of the tent and into another large tent. Entering it, you realised it being a tent holding most of their supplies. Langston walked to a wooden box that had been locked and after unlocking it, he opened it. As you stood behind him, you didn’t see what was in the box until Langston took one of the objects out and threw it to you.

You easily caught the product of steel and wood and knew what it was.

“A dwarven made rifle.” Langston told you. “I managed to secure twenty of these before the campaign, but I am not sure who to have them.”

You studied the rifle in your hands. It wasn’t that long, not a full length rifle you knew most of them would be. It could punch through most plate mails and against unarmored foes it could prove to be very deadly.

“Are your men trained to carry these?” You asked him.

“Some, but not all. That is why I am asking you if you need them.” Langston said to you.

Well none of your men had any training with rifles, but a quick course could be enough to get them used to using these weapons. You did have Bakhtet in your entourage now, he probably knows what to do with these rifles and he could train your men.

“What do you think? Do you want some of them, because I can find men who would be willing to use them.” Langston said to you.


>Let Langston and Durnholders have all twenty rifles. They need any edge and firepower available to get through this campaign.
>Take ten and give them to the Royal Foot Guards. Make your anvil into a sledgehammer capable of breaking any foe.
>Take ten and have your archers to be converted into handgunners. It makes sense to keep your ranged troops as ranged troops.
>Have all twenty delivered into your camp and then decide what to do with them.
>Other, write in
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>>6131031
>Have all twenty delivered into your camp and then decide what to do with them.
Make a big competition in our camp to see who is the best sharpshooter the have the 20 winners drill, drill and drill again. Unless gunpowder and ammo are limited.
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Its not even Winter Veil and already getting presents? But I'm rather torn between Royal Foot Guard and the Handgunners. I'd feel a little bad if we took all twenty lol, but I suppose it would mean being able to see how effective both options could be.
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>>6131062

Less of a present more of a smart move by Langston. He knows on whom to bet.
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>>6131031
>Let Langston and Durnholders have all twenty rifles. They need any edge and firepower available to get through this campaign.
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>>6131083
Hmmmm well let me think. We do also have the Durnholde knights led by Foecourt which could also be fun as mounted handgunners. Dragoons.
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>>6131031
>Take ten and give them to the Royal Foot Guards. Make your anvil into a sledgehammer capable of breaking any foe.
Conversions of archers to riflemen seems almost like a trap option because those disciplines are wildly different and people that spent their entire lives hunting, reading the winds and arcing their shots would find it incredibly difficult to just forget all the skills they had learned and get used to "squint your eye and watch them fall" type of firing. It makes perfect sense to have our elite equipped with the best possible weapons and since the Royal Foot Guards are also heavily armoured, it ensures that the skills they pick up will be retained and passed on. I see no downside to this and the dark iron in our entourage will be sure to actually teach them.
>Let Langston and Durnholders have the remaining ten
He said he had men trained to use them, so let them use them.
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>>6131113
>>6131114
>>6131192
Is my competition idea not interesting? I thought it would be a cool thing to see.
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>>6131217
I'd rather we first got our hands on them and then figured out how they are used. We need to reverse engineer those and soon.
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>>6131219
But that doesn't contradict my suggestion. We'll only be able to order a study of the guns after the campaign is over.
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>>6131221
A bad roll on said competition could ensure that we get little if any.
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>>6131228
How? The winners would be our men, "our camp" means our Alteraci camp.
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>>6131246
I was assuming you wanted to have a pick from the whole army and not taking all of the rifles and handing them to alteracis. I'd still rather give them to our elites, quality over quantity.
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>>6131031
>Take ten and have your archers to be converted into handgunners. It makes sense to keep your ranged troops as ranged troops.
Isn't learning to shoot guns piss easy compared to bows? That's pretty much why they were so sought after historically, any random smuck can shoot a rifle.

Also is Uther aware that we've been housing Stonemasons? I really doubt Varian would be welcoming us with open arms.
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>>6131321
>any random smuck can shoot a rifle.
He can, but he won't shoot as well as someone that knows how to properly load it, maintain the flint or matchlock mechanisms, manage the gunpowder and prevent misfires. There's a lot more to it than just pointing and shooting.
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>>6131031
>Have all twenty delivered into your camp and then decide what to do with them.
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>>6131031
>>Take ten and have your archers to be converted into handgunners. It makes sense to keep your ranged troops as ranged troops.
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>>6131031

>Have all twenty delivered into your camp and then decide what to do with them.

Royal foot guards seem like a trap option - loading and firing rifles with any rapidity would be horrible in heavy armour, and really if our riflemen are getting into the thick of melee fighting we've already fucked up. Keep those guys as the rock solid core of our main battle line.

Mechanically the crossbowmen would be the best fit for quick cross training right now, which is probably the safest option right before a campaign gets going.

The coolest option with the most general utility is to give them to Radan's Rogues, and make them Radan's Rifles. A crack team of woodsmen and skirmishers who have the punching power to stand in battle line, or work from ambush as needed. 'Now that's soldiering' jokes abound.

Langston knows what side his bread is buttered on for sure.
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>>6132049
Also, I do really like the competition idea in
>>6131044, but it doesn't really seem feasible to set up and run mid-campaign.
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>>6132062
It would only take an afternoon, a day tops. The drilling would take longer but that could fit in whenever there's downtime.
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Taking all twenty rifles for yourself is the winner, I will call the vote here and ask for the standard weather and event roll. The competition as an idea could work, but I am going to shoot it, pun intended, down this time. The cases for potential users will be presented in the next update from which you get to choose.

Apologies for missing couple days and today as well. I am finally "healthy", but this shitass flu took the best of me. Just dead tired with no energy to concentrate on anything properly. I will try to get the update out tomorrow.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll.
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>6132194
Inb4 shit rolls
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>6132194
shit rolls ahoy!
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>6132194
8 is not bad for the random event second roll
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>>6132049
Careful there if we start invoking Sharp who knows what will happen to anyone that gets close to Radan.
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The longer I sit on Radan's Rifles the more I like it. Sharp reference. Another page to the Radan rags to riches success story. Gives a strong tool to a versatile and stealth capable unit, lets them contribute at long distance and not just throwing range.

15 men in Radan's unit, not including himself, so that would leave 5 rifles unless we just throw those at 5 other rogues that arent actually in his unit. Give them to some characters? Or Gravis's Knights might be fun.

Radan himself
The Rover Boys
Bakhtet
??? Big Game Hunter Alric? Having bags of powder and bullets might make for an interesting option where he could throw his bag of powder and bullets at a group of enemies and BOOM impromptu grenade. Would be a fun callback to the Aurvan’kal and shield being bulletproof if the bullets hit him lol. Use it as an excuse if he has to fireball or smoke someone.

The Pyromancer seems like he plays around with all sorts of things that explode in his face, if he knows about powder or explosive alchemy he might have an interesting point of view.

Shame we don't have Wiklish or a Dark Iron Engineer with us. Might have been able to do or make something that would make a officer worthy gun.
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>>6132503
I do like it too. I guess Eligius is our Hogan.
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>>6132194
What is it this time? Get struck by lightning? Thoughts and prayers mate.
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You continued to study the rifle. The metal was smooth and the wooden stock and handguards seemed high quality. The barrel was somewhere around 24 inches long and the sights seemed simple, yet operational.

"How did you even get these?" You asked Langston and put the rifle back into the wooden box and picked the rifle next to it.

"I was in Southshore buying wine when I met this dwarf. He had a sample of these guns and he wanted to find a buyer for them." Langston told you as you checked the second rifle.

"Why haven't I heard about this?" You asked. The second rifle was nearly identical to the first one.

"He was looking for serious military customers and apparently it meant Alliance only." Langston said and shrugged.

"Then how did you get them?"

"The dwarf wasn't ready to sell them, but after mentioning Internment Camps and orcs, he changed his mind." Langston told you and continued. "The Ironforge is slowly opening their exports to their allies."

"Interesting, thanks for telling me this." You said. "Mass produced."

"Good enough for us humans." Langston said. "How is it, will you take them?"

"Are you really willing to give all twenty to me?"

"Prince Alric, I am not stupid. I know that of both of us you have the best chance to win this campaign and prevent Garithos from achieving his goals." He told you and continued. "You need these more than I do."

"Thank you Langston." You smiled. "I will then take all twenty."

"I expected that, just one request. Please return them, they were quite expensive and Lord Blackmoore wishes them to stay in the Keep."

"I will keep that in mind." You replied. "I will ask my men to carry these boxes to my camp then."

Rifles. You had asked about them from Master Blacksteel, but he couldn't provide the schematics or sell them to you. But now apparently they start to be for sale, that was interesting. Maybe you could get more of them in the future?



>8
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The sky had stayed clear and sunny as your soldiers carried five boxes of rifles into your camp. Each box having four rifles and enough shot and powder to last this campaign.

"Thank you for coming here." You said to your officers. "I have something here that might interest you."

Taking out one of the rifles, you explained to them that you had gotten them on loan from Langston for this campaign and now you needed to choose who would receive them.

"Bahh… ours are better." Bakhtet muttered after your explanation.

"I presume Master Bakhtet knows how to use one?" You asked the Dark Iron.

"Of course." Was his reply.

"Good, then you have what remains of this day and tomorrow to drill whoever we choose." You said.

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>>6133512

Bakhtet nodded, he looked like he would enjoy that.

"Now who do you think should get them?" You asked your officers.

"Prince Alric, the rifles are the great equaliser." Captain Cromwell told you. "A good shot will drop an orc."

"I could take them." Lieutenant Gravis said to you. "Us the knights and Royal Foot Guards could use some heavy firepower."

"Can these rifles be used with gauntlets and heavy armour?" You asked Bakhtet.

"Yes Prince Alric, we Dark Irons use rifles just before we charge the enemy." He replied.

"I will pass, our pikes need the mass to work properly." Lieutenant Beckston said to you. "But if you got some Footmen to carry them, we can protect them while they reload."

"We could use them." Arthur Rover said.

"What he means is that we wouldn't pull any fighters out of the melee Prince Alric." Alfred Rover continued.

Both Boyd and Williams were there listening as well, but they didn't say anything. Neither did Lieutenant Radan say anything to you. Hmmm… his skirmishers could use them.

"This is a pretty out of the box idea, but what if we gave them to Sir Foecourt and his mounted troops?" Lieutenant Gravis suggested. "There's twenty of them and the rifles would nominally stay with Durnholders?"

That wasn't a bad idea either. Now just who should have the twenty rifles?


Twenty rifles:
3rd Column (Alterac, Alric)
-4 Regular Knights
-10 Elite Royal Foot Guards
-30 Veteran Footmen
-40 Regular Pikemen
-10 Elite Archers
-10 Veteran Archers
-15 Regular Archers
-20 Veteran Crossbowmen
-25 Regular Bandit Rogues
Durnholder Cavalry, Sir Foecourt
-10 Regular Knights
-10 Regular Mounted Sergeants

QM: Choose who will get the rifles. Roll was how good of a teacher Bakhtet is, he is a good if strict teacher. Also how long has Suptg been down this time?

>>6133135

Nah, just continuing being tired. Being sick for a bit longer time really drains all of your endurance away and then I have all the IRL stuff to do that I put aside for later when I am healthy again. Trying to catch up on that while drinking bucket after bucket of tea.
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>>6133516
I am still suggesting the competition idea, see which of these lads has the best aptitude since we don't have a lot of time to train them.

>Nah, just continuing being tired. Being sick for a bit longer time really drains all of your endurance away and then I have all the IRL stuff to do that I put aside for later when I am healthy again. Trying to catch up on that while drinking bucket after bucket of tea.
With how the QM curse is, I wouldn't be surprised if you told us you were in hospital because a random object fell from above and hit you in the head. Nearly happened to me once with a block of ice and I would've certainly been hit had I been a QM.
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>>6133516
I am suggesting Radan's Rifles, which should be 15 of the 25 Rogues, and Gravis's Regular Knights 4. Not sure if that leaves 1 rifle unused or not but that can be given to Bakhtet presuming he will be with our knight bodyguards, or Alric, or whoever.

This way we get Radan's Rifles and we can see how well some of our boys in armor can handle it.

>>6133522
I feel like that would probably end up with the Crossbowmen as the winners. But think about if it was a few guys from every unit and then we end up taking from them so we get several units with 7 or 8 dudes instead of 10, 20, 35 etc. The tism would nag at me a bit.
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>>6133537
Then Medivh can write it as 7/10 or whatever, just as he would if the units take losses.
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>>6133537
>>6133516
>support

Give the last rifle to the dwarf so he can snipe people for us.
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>>6133572
I would never want to turn down a competition, but Radan's Rifles is too good.
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>>6133680
Fine, can we at least agree to take detailed measurements and sketches of the rifles? Something for Wiklish to study and prototype off of.
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>>6133689
Certainly. Wish we had that dark iron engineer for that sort of thing. That said, we could also call in the favor Blackmoore owes us at the end of the campaign for these rifles or something. That should really be called in before Thrall hits the fan.
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>>6133537
support this, and wish you the quickest recovery Medivh!

>Bakhtet's face when
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"Lieutenant Radan, you and your men will take the first fifteen rifles. As our skirmishers, I think you will get the most out of them." You said to everyone and continued. "While I think the crossbowmen would have been the best shots, they themselves have their own value that I don't want to strip away."

"Me? I mean I won't let you down Prince Alric." Radan replied and seemed quite surprised.

"Yes you, these are new weapons so handle them well and consider this as an honour to be chosen to carry them." You said and continued again. "The remaining five will be given to Lieutenant Gravis and his knights. As my bodyguards they need to be ready to respond to any threats."

"There's only four of us?" Gravis asked you back.

"Bakhtet will have the last one away he knows how to use it." You replied. "Two days Master Bakhtet, drill them well and don't waste any time."

"Aye Prince Alric." The Dark Iron replied.

"Alright, that is all for now. We will stay in this camp for today and tomorrow, then we will march out. So get everything as ready as possible." You said.

Your officers nodded to you.

"Then get back to work."

As your men started to file out of your tent, you turned to look at Bakhtet.

"Master Bakhtet, please stay for a second." You said to him.

"What is it Prince Alric?" He asked.

"How familiar are you with firearms? Have you tinkered with them?" You asked him.

"Used them for years, made several in the forges." He answered.

"Good, when you retire for the night, take that thing apart and measure it for its schematics." You said to him. "I want to know how it is made."

Bakhtet didn't reply anything and his normally dour face didn't register a single emotion, but then he smiled a little.

"Of course, consider it done." He replied.

"Good, no need to mention not telling anyone about this." You said and continued. "Now go, drill my soldiers well."

Bakhtet saluted by pressing his gauntleted fist over his heart and bowed. As he left the tent, you wondered how mad the Ironforge dwarfs would be if you successfully go and reverse engineer one of their rifles.

Probably quite mad.



Remainder of the day passed without any issues. You had been full at work handling reports from Alteracis and then from the rest of the campaign. At one point you moved your office to the barracks for the Internment Camp guards and took over the camp commanders own office. That way you were more reachable as you sorted the supplies and made sure that everyone was ready.

"Thank you for coming to this meeting." You said to everyone who had gathered into the room.

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>>6133988

Your own officers were there as were Garithos, Reginald and their officers. Sir Foecourt and his knights, Maxwell and the Stromic officers. Langston and the Durnholder officers and several others. Basically everyone who mattered.

"Tomorrow we will march into war, we know where we will be going and the overall strategy, but what do we know about the terrain and the enemies?" You spoke to them and fixed your darkened glasses a bit. "How are we expected to fight the gnolls and how are we supposed to cover each other?"

"You think you need help Princeling?" Garithos muttered to you.

Oh he had found his courage after Durnholde? That took a couple of days.

"Please remember Colonel Garithos to whom you are talking to." You said to him and continued. "I am in charge of this campaign and as much as you want to charge at the gnolls without regard to your allies, I can't have it. Because we have a campaign to win and not just a single battle."

Garithos grumbled something and looked down on his papers.

"So where do we start?"


Choose two:
>Terrain, what to expect?
>Gnolls, how to defeat them?
>Cooperation between columns?
>Special troops, equipment and magic?
>Other, write in.

QM: Splitting the next update into two parts. What do you want to go through first?
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>>6133990
>Terrain, what to expect?
>Gnolls, how to defeat them?
Didn't we go over this already?
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>>6134009

Slightly, but we go deeper into tactics here. Previously we went through the columns and the overall strategy we will have, not the closer details.
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>>6133990
>Terrain, what to expect?
>Gnolls, how to defeat them?

Is it not better to just do everything so we have the whole picture if theres decisions to be made?
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>>6133990
>>Terrain, what to expect?
>>Gnolls, how to defeat them?
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"We did speak about the terrain." Captain Reginald said to you. "Prince Alric, you fought the gnolls in the old forest, how was it?"

"Difficult Captain Reginald." You said. "I lost a couple good men and nearly died myself."

You had been holding a quill in your hand and you lowered it down on the table of which behind you sat. Others in the room had whatever chairs and tables the local guards had carried inside.

"When we march into the gnoll territory we don't need to be worried about the farmlands or the South Durnholde Hills. If the Hills are anything like Strahnbrad Hills, it will be difficult for them to ambush us. Not impossible if they smartly hide on the hillsides and slopes while waiting for us to get stuck in marshlands and swamps. Strahnbrad Hills is not a place for cavalry or war machines so those need to be extra careful in South Durnholde Hills." You spoke and got back on the path. "We don't need to be worried about normal forests either as long as our trackers and scouts have their eyes open."

"It is the old ancient forests we need to be careful with. Those trees are strong enough for the gnolls to climb onto and drop into our midst. We have to be vigilant of our surroundings and what is above us." You told them and pointed up with your hand. "The gnolls most likely have magical sentries to watch for us, they had those in the last expedition so they can probably choose when to fight and against whom. But that is why we have the columns, we get to draw them in and then crush them."

"Prince Alric is right." Maxwell replied. "I have fought trolls, they are quite similar, but just more dangerous."

"And we defeated the trolls, just like we did with the orcs. Are you scared about the gnolls Princeling? Letting them beat you again?" Garithos mocked you.

He had grown a spine, probably had been practising lines after losing the bid for the command. Should you reply to him, would your status demand it?


Replying to Garithos:
>Write in
>Don't bother, he is just trying to get you to react

>>6134049

I don't want the update to be giga-megalodon sized mammoth.
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>>6134228
But I like megafauna

>Write in
"Every dog has its day."

"There is only one Alric Perenolde and there is only one man whose name will be remembered for killing me. Who wants to be that man?" Legend of galactic heroes sprang into my head for some reason, its a good show.

Should probably think of something not quite as antagonistic but maybe later
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>>6134228
There's a lot of possibilities here
>Write in
"Oh? If you think me weak then what does that make Prince Arthas I wonder?

Im choosing this one mainly because it's both disarming and an obvious counter to his bluster
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>>6134228
"It was the combined effort of the Silver Hand and the Alteraci that carried the day earlier. Lord Uther recognises this and has even sent me tidings wishing success on the campaign."

Peacemaking and call to Alliance authority, no need to be a bitch.
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>>6134498
Support
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>>6134498
But that doesn't really address the accusation. I'd be more supportive if something like you suggested was the follow up to my write in.

Though I'd prefer a more inspiring call for unity than the more placid reliance on Uther's name.
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>>6134519
Great point, both together, about weakness in separation and strength in unity. That the current Alteraci is more reliable than the past. Uther is a solid reference, someone that everyone has to respect.

>"As RD commander, you would be aware Lord Uther and Prince Arthas's earlier campaign met with difficulty before Alteraci assistance was given.
>"It was the combined effort of the Silver Hand and the Alteraci that carried the day earlier. Lord Uther recognises this and has even sent me tidings wishing success on the campaign."
>"Underestimate the gnolls at your own peril Colonel, but not at mine and the expedition's."

I realise this call for unity is as we reverse engineer the Ironforge rifles.
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>>6134228
>Don't bother, he is just trying to get you to react
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>>6134602
Support

But yeah the call for unity while reverse engineering the iron forge rifle? Priceless lol.
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>>6134602
Let me make changes to the discourse
>If you think me weak then what does that make Prince Arthas I wonder?
Garithos' insult is to Alric's skills as a warrior. It's why he says "Letting them beat you again.", he's referring to the time Alric almost died to one of them in combat so talking about our contributions as a commander doesn't fully address it. With this retort he gets put in a catch 22 where he either also insults Arthas or backs down.
When he backs down, which Im confident he will, bring it back with
>"Furthermore, it was the combined effort of the Silver Hand and of Alterac that carried the day in the previous campaign. Lord Uther also recognises this and has thus sent me tidings wishing success on the campaign."
>"Underestimate the gnolls in your own time at your own peril Colonel, but not at mine and the expedition's."
Small edits that I feel make the flow better.

>>6134673
1. How is a call for unity contradicted by that? Genuine question.
2. Even if it was, it's a call for unity against a common enemy. Not a call for unity period.
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>>6134519
We don't need to address the accusation, because it's just cheap provocation. Telling him instead that even his leadership things Alric is better fit for the job is much more scathing than trying to verbally back and forth for him.
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>>6134753
>because it's just cheap provocation.
Yes and that's exactly why we retort with a response that shows exactly that to everyone else which is who we're really talking to.

>Telling him instead that even his leadership things Alric is better fit for the job is much more scathing than trying to verbally back and forth for him.
Not really, appealing to the authority of Uther alone comes across as Alric not being able to come up with anything himself.
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>>6134757
Authority of Uther is a lot more than authority of Garithos, why would we need to come up with something if things are already set in stone? It's done and dusted. Alric has no reason to indulge Garithos childish ranting.
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>>6134764
>Authority of Uther is a lot more than authority of Garithos, why would we need to come up with something if things are already set in stone?
Yes but what is being discussed is Alric's authority through the questioning of his abilities as a warrior. Appealing to Uther alone is like saying "Well your boss likes me.". It comes across as limp-wristed.

It being relatively set in stone doesn't protect and project our authority since being endorsed by Uther doesn't mean much if we can't command respect.

>It's done and dusted.
But this status game between Alric and Garithos isn't which influence how much respect Alric can command.

>Alric has no reason to indulge Garithos childish ranting.
In a sensible world he wouldn't, we know Garithos is saying nothing of substance but we must reflect that to everyone else.
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>>6134747
In my opinion reverse engineering a dwarven rifle is not a friendly gesture without a very open mind. "Oh you copied my work and the work of my ancestors? I'm so flattered."

Then theres no denying with the schematic we will get Wiklish and maybe Garrick to work together in making our own rifles, understandably because we might expect a hard time in trading with Ironforge, but it does rather speak against working together. It denies them our market. Then especially if we then started selling those rifles to other people its also competition in lean times.

I would hazard a guess that the Dwarves would not appreciate it. In the harshest light they might consider it as stealing a design some line of craftsmen invested a lot into.

We wouldn't just casually mention it anywhere in earshot of people. Nor mention it while saying we should work together. Is it resourceful? Certainly. Saying we plan to take it apart to copy the design so we aren't reliant on the dwarves for this particular good seems like the opposite of wanting to work together.
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>>6134803
I see it now, yes thank you. Although I would vote for Wiklish to alter and perhaps even improve the design rather than just shamelesly copy it 1:1.

The point about not calling for unity period is still valid though.
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>>6134776
Its an interesting question of honor for Garithos to question our courage and skill. If he insults Alric is he also insulting those we've beaten in duels, such as Arthas? We point out that he potentially just insulted his patron and benefactor Prince Arthas. How does he respond? Ideally he recognizes what we just pointed out to him and backs down. Though if particularly foolish or panicked does he think he now has to defend the honor of his Prince and has to escalate the argument?

"Are you saying Prince Arthas was beaten in a duel by a coward?"
"Prince Arthas would never lose in a fair fight. A dirty Perenolde trick." Then I suppose it spirals.

It would be really funny, though I don't know for sure if he would feel he had to escalate or back down once he realizes. I suppose Garithos has backed down before in situations where it could spiral into a duel if he can recognize the danger.

>>6134808
No problem my man, and yeah I'm sure Wiklish will figure out some stuff to add.
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>>6134819
>Its an interesting question of honor for Garithos to question our courage and skill. If he insults Alric is he also insulting those we've beaten in duels, such as Arthas? We point out that he potentially just insulted his patron and benefactor Prince Arthas.
Exactly! Either response shows him to be the blustering embarassment of a man we know him to be.

>"Prince Arthas would never lose in a fair fight. A dirty Perenolde trick." Then I suppose it spirals.
The natural retort to that is "The Alliance kings and Arthas himself thought otherwise."

>I suppose Garithos has backed down before in situations where it could spiral into a duel if he can recognize the danger.
Yes, he mouths off a lot and commits blunders in fits of emotion but he is more cunning than that may let on.
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"Gnolls in the trees I tell ya. Digging tunnels right beneath our feet. I love the smell of dragon fire in the morning." - Alric several hours before he vanishes down a gnoll tunnel with just his cindersword and hookah.
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"Welcome to the Old Forest gentlemen. I will not lie, the chances of your death are not slim. Some may even fall to evil magicks, but you have my word that I will use my skill to ensure that your bodies are given unto a righteous cause. This is the greatest reward, more than even gold, for the fate of your legacy is an eternal concern.

Now come, follow me. Strike down the beasts that stand against us, allow me to find this elusive enemy. I ask not for my own selfish vanity but for the good of mankind!"
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>>6134228
>Write in
>"Scared ? One of the many gnolls i personally fought, bested and killed, is becoming part of the decorations for my home right has we are speaking. And it was one of their leaders. The numbers of their dead speak against this idea of yours of them "beating" me, never mind the raiding ground they very much lost because of my actions."
>"What i do is simply take the measure of them Colonel, after learning from fighting against them. And i find them dangerous and crafty. I will not underestimate such foe, and neither will this expedition under me especially for such empty words. Do i make myself clear ?"
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I can work with this, but that will have to wait till tomorrow. Been IRL busy again, now with returning back to work.

The update will come tomorrow!
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>>6134228
Oh right on a tactical note once we get into the ancient forest I suppose hope that Alric or one of the mages can feel out where these gnoll magical sentries are. Whether our arcane specialist boi can notice them, dispel them, or alter them to our vanguard's benefit would change things considerably. I suppose if he could really sense them well we could even order another column into that area while we get ready to crush the gnolls who take the bait. Thanks column formation.

Oh and since we have a fire mage smoke out the gnolls if we know where they are, which is likely where they have the magical sentries. We give up some of our own visibility, but take away theirs and their sense of smell. Or a big ol wall of fire to cut off their retreats.

Though if Madam Judy has some interesting naturalist spells then fighting in the forest will perhaps cut both ways.
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"As the Commander of the Regional Defenders, you should be aware how the previous attempt to defeat the gnolls by Lord Uther's Silver Hand and with the help of Prince Arthas was going before Alteraci help." You said to him and continued. "In fact it was the moment when I revealed my existence to the world."

"On that road to Southshore it was the combined effort of Silver Hand and Alterac that succeeded in defeating the gnolls. Later during the expedition, our cooperation brought the day to ours." You said and continued. "Lord Uther has sent me a letter wishing us luck in this endeavour, on this campaign. He knows the risk and difficulties ahead."

Everyone listened and watched you speak. You didn't need to raise your voice or anything. Just gently making your point clear.

"You can underestimate the gnolls at your own peril Colonel Garithos, but not at mine's and the campaigns." You finished.

"He is right Lord Garithos." Sir Foecourt said to him. "They are not an easy foe and the fewer of our soldiers die the better."

There were a few agreeing nods across the room.

"Now where were we?" You mused. "Ahh yes cooperation, a nice bridge to this topic don't you all think."

There actually was more discussion when it came to this. The different officers pointed out their own procedures and how messages are sent. Mostly it meant runners, but some used hunting or signalling horns. It was agreed that you would use runners to send messages around and signalling horns were to be used when the columns engage in battle and things became loud.

"I have a trio of mages in my army along with a paladin of Silver Hand. Their main tasks are to provide healing and long range support." You told the others. "A pyromancer and an arcanist. They are my trump card and they should be able to handle most of our enemies."

"Prince Alric, we have heard sporadic gunfire." Captain Reginald said to you.

"Yes, under agreement with Mr. Langston, Durnholde has provided me with a small number of rifles. Words can't describe how honoured I am to be able to work with such good people as Durnholders." You told them and made sure to praise Langston and Durnholders a lot. "In recent times Durnholde under Lord Blackmoore has taken a stronger stance for the overall security of the region. And I am proud to be part of it."

Make him look good, strengthen his position. You can't have any shenanigans by Garithos.

"Now I know Regional Defenders do have their ballistae, but do we have any other specialists with us?" You asked everyone.

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>>6136270

This conversation was a brief one. Regional Defenders had a pair of priests, mundane humans of course, as healers with them. After that not much. No more mages, firearms or other specialists. It made you realise how well-rounded your force was and how you have gone through the effort of acquiring all these specialists. There were a couple knights with enchanted weapons or armour, but that's it.

Finally the discussion circled back into the columns and pacing of them. It was raised by one of the freelance knights that if the distances between the columns are too long, it would be difficult for them to support each other. Captain Cromwell replied that being too close would work against herding the gnolls in and destroying them in smaller groups. A wider formation would help you to cover more land and potentially catch more gnolls, but then the columns couldn't support each other. And would there be a need to have equivalent pacing between the columns? Probably some sort of a compromise would be needed and maybe some columns can handle themselves better than the rest?


Pacing options:
>Short, 500 yards
>Medium, 1000 yards
>Long, 1500 yards
>Very Long 2000+ yards

Columns:
1st Column (Durnholde, Langston)
110 Footmen, 80 Archer, 20 Bandit Rogues
>Insert pacing distance here

2nd Column (Regional Defenders, Garithos)
120 Footmen, 50 Archers, 4 Ballistae
>Insert pacing distance here

3rd Column (Alterac, Alric)
80 Foot and Pike, 35 Archers, 20 Crossbows, 25 Bandit Rogues, 14 Knights, 10 Mounted Sergeants
>Insert pacing distance here

4th Column (Regional Defenders, Reginald)
100 Footmen, 50 Archers, 30 Knights, 20 Mounted Sergeants

QM: There we go. Please choose the distances between the columns. Hopefully I made it clear enough.
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>>6136271
Runner and signaling horns huh. Flags I suppose won't work too well once we get into the thick ancient forest. I dont suppose bows and arrows with messages attached from one archer to the next would be less of a strain and faster? A dotted line of archers who can send the message arrow along rather then some dudes having to hoof it back and forth the whole way.

Langston should have a pretty decent balance, and he has the largest group at 210 troops all together with Redpath. Them being a bit jumpy was concerning.
Garithos has the least troops, but he has a lot of veteran footmen with Maxwell, plus the ballistae. If they split the priests thats also not too bad.
Alric has the best balance, the most specialists, the guns from langston, and the durnholde cavalry.
Reginald has 200 including 30 knights and 20 mounted sergeants, a couple knights had enchanted gear. Maybe one priest.

On account of our column and Reginald's column having cavalry, stronger and balanced lineups.
Medium
Medium
Long

On the other hand if we are worried about the left side's lack of cavalry and the morale of Langston's Durnholde group after that noticing of them being jumpy maybe something like this so they have the Garithos Column nearby. Garithos is also the smallest group, balanced by having more veterans thanks to Maxwell to hold out, so Langston would be in position to support them too.
Short
Medium
Long
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>>6136271
>Medium, 1000 yards
>Medium, 1000 yards
>Long, 1500 yards

3500 Yards is pretty good. I wonder if we can manage to put the mages on horses and bring them along when we need to support another column too. Impromptu joining the Alric strikeforce.

Not sure I see much need to try to maintain an equivalent pacing between all the columns, but I suppose its very possible on terrain and weather that the column pacings could be longer or shorter as we go along.
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>>6136271
>1, Medium, 1000 yards
>2, Medium, 1000 yards
>3, Long, 1500 yards
>4, Long, 1500 yards

its 4 ye ?
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>>6136644

Nah, just three.

1st to 2nd, 2nd to 3rd and 3rd to 4th.
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I am going to allow this vote to go till tomorrow. I wouldn't have had the time to write today in any case

>>6136308

Flags don't work because of forests and arrows are bit risky, what if you hit someone in the dark?
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>>6136792
Use a soft and blunt arrow head I suppose
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>>6136308
>>6136317
Sure 35 hundred sounds good enough.

>>6136792
>>6136794
I think different sounding horns for each column for the basic but most important information and a runner with a message arrow for anything more elaborate.

I imagine that, unless something really unexpected happens, only the horns will be used. We only really need sounds for engaging enemy, engaging enemy and requesting reinforcement from left/right and engaging enemy and requesting everyone. Plus a check-in sound so the columns don't stray too far away from each other.
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>>6136271
>>6136317
>>6136817
support, looks good enough
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Bit of a shame Alric won't be carrying a bag of bullets and powder for his own gun, and to use as a medieval grenade. Although, since his bodyguards will have the guns he could carry a spare for them without too much fuss?
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“Three thousand and five hundred yards.” You said to everyone. “Thousand between the Durnholders and Regional Defenders under Colonel Garithos, and thousand between them and the Alteracis.”

You looked at the officers before continuing.

“Thousand yards can be quickly crossed by a rider or a runner and the horns can be heard without much issues, in addition the Regional Defenders under Captain Reginald will hold themselves thousand and five hundred yards away from us.” You told them and continued. “This way we will cover as much land as possible and we can sweep the gnolls off this earth.”

“But don’t feel relaxed, last time we fought the gnolls, they had placed sentry wards around their territory. Effigies made from bones and wood that alarmed them when we approached their location.” You continued.

“How do you know about them?” Garithos asked you, clearly displeased about the situation.

“I didn’t, but Lady Proudmoore recognized them.” You said to them and continued. “And since then I have learned more, a book dropped by one of their shamans was translated by the scholars of Dalaran and brought back to Alterac.”

“You know a lot about the gnolls then?” Maxwell asked you.

“Knowledge is power, I do need to have my advantages over our enemies.” You said and pushed your dark glasses to cover your eyes. “The gnolls are crafty buggers, they have their wards and we are going to face ambushes and their shamans. I am slightly disappointed by the lack of mages amongst our troops, the ones with me can’t dispel all the magic thrown at all of us. But we will have to make do with what we have.”

You looked at everyone in front of you, the glasses hid your eyes finding theirs to stare at before you sighed.

“As much as swords and blades might have won you the Second War, it will be magic and technology that will win us the Third War. Don’t be late to the developments.” You said before sighing again. “Tomorrow morning we will march two hours after sunset. We know our plans, we know our mission. After we are done with the gnolls, the northern Durnholde will be secure of gnolls and peace will be returned to these lands. The Internment Camps will all be safe and the peasants at the farms can live without a fear of being raided by enemies beyond their skill to handle. Durnholde will be secured, Hillsbrad will be secured and the whole Lordaeron will talk of those who were part of it.”

“Three hails for Prince Alric!” Sir Foecourt shouted as he stood up and drew his sword pointing it at the ceiling. You still couldn’t place his accent, maybe one of the northern lands part of Lordaeron?

“Hail Prince Alric!” The freelance knights affiliated with Durnholde shouted as they drew their swords.

“Hail Prince Alric!” The Durnholder knights joined the hails.

“Hail Prince Alric!” Captain Cromwell and others not affiliated with Regional Defenders joined him.

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>>6137338

“Hail Durnholde! Hail Lord Blackmoore!” You shouted in reply and stood up quickly enough to knock down your chair before continuing with a quiet voice. “Because without him, we would be here for this share of glory.”

The knights cheered, they were simple to please. Glory and honour for all.

Locking your eyes with Garithos who had stayed quiet through all of this, you wanted to know what he was thinking. He probably saw you as his enemy who had just gained half of the campaign on his side and more. Popular beyond his ability to deal with mere words. It would be the campaign then, or actions beyond it. If he was ready to pull through his plans that were rumoured about.

Though that didn’t matter now, the more urgent matter was to get through this campaign without any issues. In a few days and weeks many of the men would be dead and hopefully a lot more gnolls would follow them. You looked at the cheering men, how many of them were ready to place their trust on a Princeling just barely older than 19 years. If they only knew half of the things you had done and know about and they would be pointing their blades at you. But they didn’t, and that was the burden for you to bear. Tomorrow it would be war and it would be the capable that are still standing in the end.

Let the gnolls burn, Durnholde would be yours sooner than later. Preferably sooner.



It was the evening, the sun had started to set.

“Stop squirming.” You said to Malevus as you combed her hair.

“You are being too rough…” She protested as the comb wanted to get stuck on her long red hair.

“You wanted me to comb your hair.” You said back to her. The comb wanted to get stuck at her still damp hair.

Malevus had taken a bath at the sauna tent and with no one else around, she had asked you to handle her hair when she returned back to your tent. Now you weren’t exactly Taretha or Maura in terms of combing hair, but you did your best.

“I did, but if I had thought you to be this rough, I wouldn’t have asked you!” She protested.

“Well I have to learn if I were to do this in the future, do I?” You said back to her.

There was a knock on the wooden pillar you had asked to be installed outside the tent door after the sauna tent incident. You wouldn’t be caught off-guard by anyone anymore.

“Come in!” You shouted as you tried to clear the knots in her hair.

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>>6137340

Captain Cromwell pushed past the cloth tent door and entered your somewhat spacious tent. He gave you a curious look as you were on a chair behind Malevus trying to clear her hair before giving you a deep bow.

“What is it Captain? Is it more complex of an issue than her hair?” You asked him.

“I hope not Prince Alric, it is just that the men have a request.” He said to you and fought against a smile as you tried to clear the comb through the hair.

“What is it?” You asked and looked at him with your Fel green eyes. You weren’t wearing your glasses right now.

“The men would like to have a feast before the campaign. We march tomorrow after all and the hunters caught a couple boars and a few deer today. They would like to roast them and serve them.” Cromwell said to you.

“I will permit it, we have enough supplies after all and we can always hunt for more.” You said to him. “Just not too much beer, I don’t want my men hungover come tomorrow morning.”

“Understood Prince Alric.” Cromwell said to you and stood in attention. “The men might wish to see you, after you have accomplished your own campaign.”

You smiled as he called combing Malevus’ hair a campaign.

“I will consider it.” You said to him. “Let the men have their feast.”

Cromwell bowed you deep before leaving your tent.

“Are you going Alric?” Malevus asked you.

“What did you have in mind instead?” You asked her as you sensed some reluctance in her.

“Well… I thought we could… I guess… cuddle and you know… kiss a bit…” Malevus replied embarrassingly.

You watched her ears droop in embarrassment as you continued to sit behind her and comb her hair. She was so embarrassed when she suggested being all cuddly and so. Though that was what you liked about her. But maybe the feast would be something you should actually be part of, the men would like it.


>Stay with Malevus and cuddle with her. This is the last night before the campaign when it would be possible. While she would be part of your column, she would be in the support and you wouldn’t have a chance to be close with her.
>Go and join the feast. Have Malevus and you to play your instruments to your men, you did pack them with you just in case after all.
>Join the feast and walk amongst your men. They should be able to talk with you and see you before so many of them might end up dying.
>Let the men have their feast. You are a Prince and some distance should be kept between you and them.
>Other, write in

QM: A social update before the war. Choose smartly.
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>>6137342
>Go and join the feast. Have Malevus and you to play your instruments to your men, you did pack them with you just in case after all.
Are we good enough to not embarass ourselves? If so then do the above and:
>Join the feast and walk amongst your men. They should be able to talk with you and see you before so many of them might end up dying.
Then
>Sleep with Malevus and cuddle with her. This is the last night before the campaign when it would be possible. While she would be part of your column, she would be in the support and you wouldn’t have a chance to be close with her.
Literally sleep I mean.
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>>6137338
>“As much as swords and blades might have won you the Second War, it will be magic and technology that will win us the Third War. Don’t be late to the developments.” You said before sighing again. “Tomorrow morning we will march two hours after sunset. We know our plans, we know our mission. After we are done with the gnolls, the northern Durnholde will be secure of gnolls and peace will be returned to these lands. The Internment Camps will all be safe and the peasants at the farms can live without a fear of being raided by enemies beyond their skill to handle. Durnholde will be secured, Hillsbrad will be secured and the whole Lordaeron will talk of those who were part of it.”
Ah foreshadowing.

>>6137342
>>6137357
support this
Malevus, your cuteness is too much for one man to hoard!
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>>6137342


Pressing your head against the nape of her neck and inhaling the raspberries of her hair, you got her to tense up slightly. Electricity ran through her back as you took a good breath in and put the comb away, carefully wrapping your arms around her stomach.

“Alric…” Malevus protested.

“What?” You replied with a whisper. “I thought you would like this.

“I… I do, but so suddenly.” She said back as your breath tickled her neck.

“Do you think if we could perform to them?” You asked her back.

“P-Perform?” She asked.

Taking a deep breath of her hair, you spoke.

“Yeah perform, we have been training for some time already and we have some songs ready and done.” You said back to her, letting your long black hair mix with her red.

“Alric… should we, what if they…” She said back.

“They what? Think that we are together?” You asked her. “Let them, you know me well already. Always eager to move forward.”

“Alric!”

“Malevus! How is it? Are you ready with your harp?” You asked her and pressed your head against her neck again.

“S-sure… if you say so…” She was all embarrassed as the warmth of your skin met hers and your nose tickled her neck.

“Good, let them get a good head start and then let us step forth.” You said to her and kissed her neck. “But for us a warmup.”

“W-warm up!”

You didn’t allow her to say more as you moved your hand to silence her mouth and kissed her neck again and again. One thing Jandice had taught you was to deny the pleasure of your woman and then allow it and you were going to use that lesson to your fullest. Tease and deny Malevus, one day she would be begging for you, but it wouldn't be today.

Today would be for the music.



Your men had started to grill the boars and deer they had caught over the open fires. As they did that, you had stepped outside of your tent and arranged a pair of chairs for you and Malevus to sit on near the main campfire they had set up. Well it was closer to a pyre than a campfire, but you didn’t really feel the difference, it didn’t feel that hot.

“Are you ready?” You asked Malevus.

Your previous attack of closeness had left her somewhat hot and bothered. Kisses and sweet talking had never ventured beyond her neck and implications of closeness. Your hands, while she was close to you, hadn't ventured away from her stomach. Your words washed with honey had stayed sweet, but they had stayed lukewarm. You didn’t want to give her any ideas that went too far or anything just like she wanted. She was blushing like there was no tomorrow as she took her harp from your travel chest and checked that it was still on tune.

“Ready.” She said to you and took a deep breath as she brushed her hair away from her face.

“Then let’s go.” You replied and stood up.

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>>6137499

Walking out of your tent with the flute in your hands, Malevus followed right behind you. You found yourself standing right next to her in front of your men who had anticipated something to happen. Giving them a slight bow, you took a seat and fixed your dark glasses once again in the dark evening illuminated by the pyre. Watching as Malevus did the same and placed the harp on her lap, you tested your flute and blew a couple of tunes.

Malevus looked at you and then nodded.

And so you started to play.

As your soldiers, Alteracis gathered to listen to the old laments of the old Kingdom, they had forgotten for a moment of the Kingdom they had lost. The old tunes about farms, of the victories of old washed over them as your flute and the harp of Malevus reminded them of the home they had lost. And then when you switched a tune as you got all of their attention, did Malevus start to sing.

“Where now the footman and the knight? Where is the harp that was played?” She sang, her gentle voice reaching over the Alteracis listening.

“Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the black hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall wheat growing?”

Her voice had gotten the attention of everyone around her as she sang the Lament of Alteracis. Though she didn’t realise it, at that moment your men didn’t see her as an elf, but as one of them. And when she sang of the harpstring and the red fire, you couldn’t avoid thinking of her and her red hair.

“They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the valleys.
The days have gone down in the East, behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning.
Or behold the flowing years from the Winter returning?”

She looked up and found her audience in pure silence. Until one of them nodded in an approving manner. And then Rover Brothers stood up and joined the singing, you and Malevus quickly switching the tunes.

“Through Alterac over hills and fields where the long grass grows.
The East Wind comes walking, and about the mountains it goes.
‘What news from the East, O wandering wind, do you bring to me tonight?
Have you seen Alric the Fair by moon or by starlight?”

Sang Arthur and was continued by his brother Alfred as Malevus joined him.

“I saw him ride over seven hills, over mounds wide and green,
I saw him walk in empty valleys until he passed away.
Into the shadows of the East, I saw him then no more.
The East Wind may have heard the horn of the son of Perenolde,
O Alric! From the high hills eastward I looked afar,
But you came not from the empty lands where no men are.”

You stopped playing the flute. As much as the old laments had spoken about your people, you hadn’t expected anyone to sing about your family. You weren’t the first Alric, there had been a few before you and your namesake so many years ago had been a great man, worthy of a lament to be sung.

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>>6137502

And so you continued to sing with a quiet steady voice.

“From the Gate of the Kings the East Wind rides, and past the roaring ridges.
And clear and cold about the mountains its loud horn calls.
What news from the East, O mighty wind, do you bring to me today?
What news of Alric the Fair? For he is long away.
On top of the hills I heard his cry. There many foes he fought.
His cloven shield, his broken sword, they too the swamps drank.
His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to rest.
And Darrormere, sweet Darrowmere, took him home, sweet home.
O Alric! The Royal Foot Guard shall ever eastward gaze,
To Darrormere, sweet Darrormere, until the end of days.”

You looked up at your men as you stopped singing. They all had stopped to listen, Rover Brothers and Malevus included. You looked at the odd hundred and fifty men gathered and then gave them a slight bow with your head.

That would be enough of your singing today. Malevus had heard you before, but everyone else? No, definitely not. And as much as Malevus said that you had a good singing voice, you found it embarrassing. A Prince singing? That is too… unregal activity.

But your soldiers looked at you, like they wanted more. Truth to be told you had sang enough and well you had sang what lyrics you knew. You would have to learn more songs before the next musical segment. And so kept your head down and withdrew into your tent. Prince Alric Perenolde had been just an Alric Garside for a moment, you can’t show this side of you to all of them that often. You are their Prince after all.

But what you had done had a message and it was delivered. You were a Perenolde and you cared for your men. You knew your ancestors and didn’t pass the past of your family when convenient. And compared to the other troops of the campaign, they had stayed within their camps huddled in silence while you sang with your men and after you had withdrawn into your tent, your men had continued with their own songs of glory and bawdy adventures. It had been good for your men to see you like this in the end.

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>>6137503

You are Malevus. Lady Malevus Silverthread, girlfriend of Prince Alric and a Paladin-in-training unsure of her feelings and actions.

“You sang so well.” You said to Alric who sat on a folding chair and sipped water from a waterskin.

“You think so?” He asked and looked up to you. He had put his glasses away and the sickly green eyes stared at you.

“I do think so…” You quietly said back to him and touched the Black Noise Device. Now no one from outside could hear the two of you.

Alric stood up and put the waterskin away after one final gulp.

“I think it is time for us to sleep.” He said to you as he walked to you and took hold of your hands.

“It will be a long day tomorrow.” You replied quietly as the warmth of his hands spread through your body.

“It will be a long campaign.” He replied. “But as you promised, those ears of yours will be mine if I get through it in one piece.”

Alric smirked and you felt the hot burning warmth coursing through your body thanks to his words. Why did he have to be like that? Why did you promise your ears to him if he was to get through the campaign without any injuries or wounds? Was it just motivation to him or wishful thinking about what he would do to you.

He had noticed the redness of your cheeks as he smiled and leaned in to kiss. When his lips parted yours, you felt very light within you, you wanted more, but you knew that you had asked for time. This was too fast, would it?

“Tomorrow is a long day, you should get some rest.” Alric said to you and smiled as he let go of one of your hands.

But he hadn’t let go of the other, your right hand. Not yet. You had a chance to do something, but how much and how far?


>Write in

QM: I couldn't avoid making the update. I am unoriginal, sue me.
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>>6137509
>She goes for the kill. Alric and her clack teeth. she knocks us over. Maybe a roll to see if we take the tent down too. Malevus wishes to be able to die from shame. We pick this moving forward in the relationship stuff until after the campaign.

Now let us kill some fucking gnolls and loot some bodies!

(Tad bit of sarcasm... but not really...)
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>>6137509
Medivh? More like Gandalf

>>Write in
Revenge. Alric teased Malevus, but the Guardian of Dawnholme would tease the Prince.

Lick a finger, leave a ring-like indentation in the skin
Light a candle so it casts malevus's shadow onto a changing screen between them as she does a little dance
Recite a scene from one of her books.
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Oh, just two write ins? I can work with them come tomorrow when I write the update. Still plenty of time for ideas.

But I will ask for a weather roll, let's see if the warm, hot and dry weather lasts.


>1d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>6137509
>>6137967
Didn't realise there was an update since I sort by last reply and the thread was so buried I thought you didn't update again.

Personally, I tire of the perpetual teasing. It's no fun if there's no escalation, relief or release.

Since I have a feeling sex isn't gonna win...
>Have an intimate dance with him.
Is the best I got since other anons' suggestions are either uninteresting or insufficient.
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>6137967
>>6137980
True. Just let them smash already or use their hands its not like they werent about to in the sauna if not for an interruption. They start the campaign and battles to fight and die in.
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>>6137996
Then would you mind voting for Malevus to continue from where she left off in the sauna? I'll change my vote with you if you do.
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>>6138004
>>6137509
Yeah that seems fine. Changing my vote
>Write in
Continue where they left off in the Sauna
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>>6137509
>>6137980
>>6138007
Changing to:
> Continue from where you left off in the sauna.
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>>6137509
Beautiful updates Medivh, don't care if it's unoriginal because it's nice.

>She bites his ears back lightly then pretends to be asleep and start snoring right in his ear.
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>6137967
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One day Alric will grow powerful enough to stop the weather roll from happening. On that day the world will tremble.
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>>6138173
Maybe if we picked the shaman route
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>>6138205
We will make it work. If it takes a bit of fel juice or dragon magic so be it.
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You forgot to breathe for a second as your lips found his. The kiss was long and your lips lingered on his for a moment too long for it to stay as an innocent good night's kiss.

"Malevus…" Alric whispered, but you kissed him again to silence him. This time he took the hint and chose to not say anything back to you.

Oh what would you do? You had already taken a proverbial step forward with the kisses and then there was the episode at the sauna tent…

You had let your wants to take control back then, things leading from one thing to another with Alric teasing and not stopping you just goading you on. It had been dangerous, too dangerous, but the thrill of touching his bare damp skin and feeling the electricity and warmth coursing inside you had been worth it. And you had been so close, so close at…

Maybe… maybe you should finish what you had started? Maybe… maybe like in one of the smutty books of yours, leave Alric wanting for more, but not giving him what he wants? Yes. Yes! Let Alric substitute for the protagonist Marcus and you could be the nefarious assassin who left him without a… release…

Smiling, you had found a plan and courage to pull this through. Carefully guiding him to his sleeping cot, with a gentle push on his chest with your free hand, he sat down. You looked down at him, Alric had already taken off his breeches and only had his braies and shirt on. Anything more in the summer heat and you couldn't sleep. As Alric shifted on the cot, you loosened the sash keeping your priest's grey robe around your waist and lifted the hem up and over your shoulders. With a simple pull, the robe fell on the tent floor, leaving you standing in front of Alric in similar attire to his.

When you took a step closer and started to push Alric on his back, he took a hold of both of your arms, helping you to follow him and guiding you on top of him. Sitting on his waist, you looked down at your boyfriend who smiled gently. Your heart raced as you brushed your hair off your face. Leaning in, you pressed your body against his, only two layers of cloth separating the two of you.

And then you kissed him and he returned the kisses in kind. Your arms found his hair and face to touch as he wandered down your back towards your buttocks. You didn't complain as he took hold of them. You had cuddled with him before, but nothing like this, by the Holy Light nothing like this. Kisses were followed by more touches until you nibbled his ear gently and your thigh brushed between his legs.

He noticed it, you noticed it and he noticed you noticing. A certain thing had stiffen. It had happened before when you had cuddled with him, but neither you nor him hadn't done anything. This time though you looked at him and slowly crept your hand down his chest and over his stomach. For a moment stopping at his waist.

One finger at a time you moved them over his braies until your hand was just out of reach of his stiffening privates.

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>>6138377

You looked into his Fel green eyes. He just blinked a couple times and made you to be the one to make the move. Your breathing had gotten heavier and you knew that the longer you waited the more difficult it would get. The long red hair of yours mixed with his black as you stayed there unmoving. You had to do it.

Pressing your hand down, you felt his half-stiffened manhood through his braies and felt a wave of warmth crash through you.

Opening your mouth slightly, you could only lean in and kiss him again and again and again.











Dawn had arrived. The soldiers had started to wake up and take their tents down and do final checks on their gear.

Alric was still asleep, your head rested on his chest, listening to his heart lazily pumping. He stirred slightly and his arm wrapped around you. You felt warm, secure, protected and wanted. Most importantly you felt loved. And last night you had felt all that and more.

In the end you had just given a few gentle presses and squishes to his manhood, getting a feel for its size. For the moment it had been enough. It had felt like a grand adventure worth the nervousness and anxiety in approaching Alric like that. It was also highly erotic! Nothing in the books you have read compared to the feeling you had. Most importantly it made you crave for more and hopefully made Alric feel the same, this just wasn't the place for more. A tent surrounded by an army of men wasn't that private of a place for…

The mere thought made you blush and turn red. After the campaign is over? Maybe then? Maybe you could show the dress you had made to Alric before it? Make yourself feel like a girl before he makes you feel like a woman.

Yeah… that would sound lovely…

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>>6138380

>10


You are Prince Alric Perenolde and you were on horseback following the marching column moving west towards the farms.

Last night, what a lovely night it had been. Malevus had finally found her courage to make a move other than cuddles and deep kisses. She had pushed you on your cot and touched you down there gently. Ahh… you had wanted to take control at that point and help her to finish what she started, but it is better for her to be the one making the first moves. Besides the cot was slightly cramped and if you had tried anything more physical, you weren't sure if it would hold.

But by the Holy Light was she so beautiful at that point. All the looks, touches, her body on yours. You didn't want to compare, it felt tardy to do, but she was so different to Calia or Jandice.

It made you want more, to give her more. Everything. Maybe you could take her to a romantic date or… or you could ask her favour in Stormwind if they have a tournament again. Winning two years in a row didn't sound like a bad idea, and then at the end of the day you could make her feel like a woman.

Your woman, your Malevus.

You laughed and smiled at the idea. Oh it had been such a good evening and morning.

"Prince Alric, you seem to be in high spirits this morning." Lieutenant Gravis said to you. "Has anything happened? Or is it just the campaign?"

Should you give a hint? Or just deflect?


>Malevus
>Finally on the campaign trail. It has felt like ages since the announcement of this campaign happened.
>Such beautiful weather. Clear skies and dry warm winds.
>Order Gravis to inform Captain Reginald to send his cavalry ahead as planned to screen the marching column.
>Ask if the handgunners are ready? Did Bakhtet succeed in training them?
>Other, write in.

QM: Weather rolls will continue until morale improves. There's a reason why I have been asking them a lot lately. And Malevus took a big leap forward! Even with all the "research material", Alric is still her first boyfriend and she is bit lost on what to do.
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>>6138382
>Such beautiful weather. Clear skies and dry warm winds.
>Ask if the handgunners are ready? Did Bakhtet succeed in training them?
>Order Gravis to inform Captain Reginald to send his cavalry ahead as planned to screen the marching column.
In this order.
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>>6138382
>Malevus
Gravis is one of only 2 guy pals, and Eligius has a habit of not actually talking about some of his private life. Every other friend are ladies one drunk night in a blizzard besieged cabin away from a few rolls in the hay. It might be good to talk a bit more with Gravis as a buddy.

On the other hand it is out in the open on horseback around the column so ehhh but its not like Alric would shout it out. Maybe Gravis will talk a bit about that courtesan he visits or what he plans with that noble lady and her daughter.
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I wonder if someone is messing with the weather? Gnolls doing rain dances? Trolls and Orcs? Thrall practicing shamanism and its fucking up the local weather patterns lol. Or its just the start of storm season. Unless theres stuff buried around here and a good storm will wash it into the open.
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SIDE ADVENTURE

Some time ago elsewhere.

It was summer, yet it was cold in the mountains. The breezy winds carried the warm summer air up the slopes, freezing it and when they reached you, without the jacket that had been given to you, you would be in trouble.

"What a pain in the ass." Pai sighed aloud as she kneeled next to a small stream to wash her face.

She had been trekking up the slopes for several days now. The forests had turned into small crippled copses of trees and the mossy ground made way for sharp rocks and boulders. The months staying in the cell hadn't done good for her fitness either as Pai found herself out of breath way too often.

"What a gigantic pain in the ass." Pai now said to herself. The water was really cold, but it did wake her up.

She had followed the instructions to the letter. First go west up the hills and start travelling north up the mountains. The orcs will find you. And what it had gotten her? At one point she was hunted by a mountain lion that she avoided by walking up a stream. Then a couple nights ago she nearly froze to death as it had snowed, yes in the summer, and she woke up all wet and shaking from the cold. Slowly she had started to form this idea that the Prince had sent her to her death, that the orcs aren't actually real and he had just fooled her to avoid having to kill her personally.

"Fucking bullshit, where the fuck are the orcs!" Pai said to herself with a raised voice.

A falcon flew high above her, looking for a prey of its own. Stupid bird had been following her for a few days already. Probably looking for scraps left behind by you.

"I ain't giving you anything." Pai muttered to herself as she looked up.

Now though she was going to trek yet another day through these treacherous lands suffering from cold and dwindling supplies, while back in the cell she at least got warm food once a day. Even if she had to suffer through the boring scribe coming to speak with her.

And what was the Prince doing right now? Probably still being in the bed next to his elven lady, his "squire". It is so apparent that they are fucking, why haven't people spotted how the elf looks at him all the time? So apparent that it hurts you to think about it. At least you got that kiss…

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>>6138462

She was in trouble.

Wolves had found her scent and there was snow on the ground that slowed her down even further. Pai could hear their howling and knew that she might have an opportunity to avoid them if the wind didn't turn.

That was at least the plan as after trying to evade the wolves, the wind did turn, forcing Pai to evade to another direction again. The wolves got her scent again and approached her closer and closer. Every time she used the wind direction to her advantage, she made a little headway, but then the wind would turn and her scent was found. Her footsteps had turned from slow and deliberate into a slight jog. Every trick she used to avoid the wolves didn't end up working.



Pai could hear them, movement in the bushes not that far from her. Panic got her. She wasn't going to die up here in the mountains to some wolves. She was supposed to be safe up here. Her legs were on fire, they ached and her feet were all bloody from the boots chafing them open. For the better part of the day she had been on the run and as night started to arrive any advantage she had in daylight would disappear and the wolves would hunt her down. Fear had gotten her this far, but it would be the end of the line. She would die here.

She cursed everyone. The Syndicate, Alteracis, that stupid Prince for sending her up here, herself for even suggesting to do this. Everyone and more.

A wolf howled, it was close. Pai did the last thing she could do and dropped her backpack and started to run. Bushes and branches scratched her face and hands as the dusk made it difficult to avoid all of them as she ran. She could hear the wolf right behind her, it hadn't stopped at the backpack.

Pai screamed as she looked behind her and saw the wolf there. It was large, it could easily kill her with a single swipe or a bite. Oh she ran, she ran as fast as her legs could carry her. Tears flowed down her cheeks until her eyes dried up. Any second now she would be dead, while running away like a coward she was.

And then she looked back over her shoulder to see if the wolf was there, but Pai didn't have a chance to register anything she saw as something impacted her head.

Pai was unconscious before she dropped face first into the show.

QM: Side adventure starts here. Unless otherwise noted, these will just be small standalone updates.
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>>6138464
Nice! Great to see the Pai side adventure start
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>>6138464
Poor Pai, but she did ask for it.

>>6138382
Would there actually be another Stormwind tournament? Could be fun.
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>>6138778

I have Stormwind visit arc mostly planned out already. There will be a tournament Alric could enter, that is if he wants to and if he gets through the campaign first.
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>>6138382
>>Malevus
>>Finally on the campaign trail. It has felt like ages since the announcement of this campaign happened.
>>Such beautiful weather. Clear skies and dry warm winds.
feels like this three fit

>>6138464
damn

>>6138784
interesting. Another tournament could bring some amount of cash in.
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>>6138382
>>6138404
a sound plan, supported
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>>6138382
>>6138404
Support. Lets stay professional. We are a prince not everyones mate.

>>6138464
Sounds like the orcs found Pai.
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Alric the professional. Small talk about the great warm weather and then switching to real business. Could I have some rolls for tomorrow. These are for Captain Reginald and his cavalry, let's see how well they do in their screening mission.


>3d10, Best of three
>DC 13, Crit 21

Also I need a vote. Will Alric wear Aurvan’kal as much as possible for protection or will he take it off from time to time as the weather is quite hot.


>Alric wears the armour as much as possible due to potential threats against his life.
>Full armour all the time, but strips it partially while in the camp. It was designed to be used like that.
>He takes it off while camped to feel lighter and rest, but he wears it all the other time.
>Aurvan’kal is only worn when expecting combat or leading troops in the field. Alric won't risk getting exhausted as the campaign commander.
>Other, write in.
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Rolled 4, 8, 9 = 21 (3d10)

>>6139104
>Full armour all the time, but strips it partially while in the camp. It was designed to be used like that.

Alric loves to partially strip
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>>6139104
>>6139116
Bam, we gottem boys. Might as well write up that crit now
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Rolled 9, 4, 9 = 22 (3d10)

>>6139104
>>Full armour all the time, but strips it partially while in the camp. It was designed to be used like that.
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Rolled 10, 1, 2 = 13 (3d10)

>>6139104
>Full armour all the time, but strips it partially while in the camp. It was designed to be used like that.
I hate this new verification system.
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>>6139104
>>Full armour all the time, but strips it partially while in the camp. It was designed to be used like that.
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"It's nothing, just the weather. We have been blessed by the sun, the ground is dry and if the Light allows it, Durnholde Hills will be nothing like the swamps of Strahnbrad." You said to Gravis and peered at the sun for a second. "Though I am not sure if the heat ends up working against us."

Lieutenant Gravis in his black plate mail chuckled.

"Well I will be the first to know if that happens." He replied.

"Make sure that the men keep drinking water. We should have ample supplies of it until we turn back to the east from the Durnholde Hills." You said and continued. "But are the handgunners ready?"

"Master Bakhtet did his best to train us Prince Alric." Gravis said to you, the rifle you had given to him was stashed in his saddlebag. "These aren't that hard to use, relatively simple even, but to do it fast?"

"That's the difficult part?"

"Definitely Prince Alric. We can get a single volley out per minute at this point. Reloading in combat is nigh impossible though." He said.

"How is Master Bakhtet planning on having you used then?"

"As long as the gnolls don't charge Lieutenant Radan, we can get shots out. We think that a single volley might fell half-dozen or so gnolls." Gravis explained and continued. "But it would be foolish to think that the gnolls allow that to happen, most likely they will charge us after a volley or two."

"Then you get stuck in."

"Then we will get stuck in." Gravis said and seemed proud for a moment. "But if we get two volleys out, that is already a dozen dead or wounded gnolls on top of what our Archers and crossbowmen can accomplish."

"And our mages."

"Them too, and the rifles produced an awful lot of noise and smoke. The gnolls have never seen anything like that." Gravis said.

That was true. The shock and awe from the blasts and fire could unnerve them in the first engagements. If the forests allow it, you could easily have the advantage over the gnolls through the ranged fire. Though you also knew that they too did carry their own bows so it wouldn't be all one sided.

But you were confident enough to have an advantage.



>21, Crit Success!


You had ordered Lieutenant Gravis to inform Captain Reginald to launch the screening force ahead of time to ensure that the gnolls buy it. You are fairly sure that the gnolls keep sending scouts towards south to see if anything is going on and when those scouts see a large group of knights patrolling and riding back and forth, that information will be delivered back to their chiefs post-haste.

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>>6139356

Captain Reginald did exactly as you had ordered him to do. His knights and mounted sergeants rode back and forth, seemingly looking for targets to attack while making hell lot of noise. As all the attention was on them, your army marched past the farms towards the west and you were again fairly sure that no one was following you. The farmers when questioned did tell you that strange tracks had been spotted deeper in the forest earlier in the summer and since then none had ventured back there. The location of the tracks had been passed to the knights and it was just a matter of wait and see.



"Prince Alric." Captain Reginald greeted you on horseback and dismounted.

It had been two days of marching and you had passed most of the farms already. One more day and you would reach Darrowmere River and then you could pivot towards north and push into the South Durnholde Hills.

"What is it?" You asked and stood up from the wooden folding chair you were sitting on.

"My knights found some gnoll scouts, we killed two and caught one alive." Reginald told you matter of factly.

"Any own casualties?" You immediately asked.

"None, the gnoll is in irons and chains." Reginald said.

"Great work, splendid. The gnolls must notice that their scouts are missing, you found them where the tracks had been found by the peasants?"

"Yes Prince Alric, do you want to see the gnoll?" Reginald asked.

"Of course, lead the way." You said and showed that he can go ahead.

A gnoll prisoner? There wasn't much that you could do with one. But a prisoner is a prisoner.



Aurvan’kal is an elven plate mail, best there is, best there was, best there ever will be. And in this heat you had started to wear it like Melondras had designed it to be worn, not with all parts on.

Helmet, pauldrons, cuirass and the faulds with finally the gorget and gauntlets had been left behind in your tent. The robe with the metal scales stayed on and with so much elven steel not on your body pressing the robe on the arming jacket, you felt immediately lighter. Heat shouldn't bother you that much anymore though you were still wearing a thick robe over a jacket. You were sweating, but at least it didn't bring you to a brink of exhaustion.

It had been one reason for the slow pace of the marching column, to not tire the men before a single battle had been fought.

"There it is." Reginald said and pointed at the gnoll tied up to a tree with chains.

The gnoll was slightly struggling, but there was very little it could do. The Regional Defenders had done a great job at tying it up.

"Have you tried to interrogate it?" You asked Reginald.

"Yes, but the bugger doesn't speak common." He replied.

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>>6139358

At that moment Colonel Garithos rode to the scene on his large warhorse, he wore his full plate mail and he dismounted his horse with some gusto in his moves.

"Captain Reginald, great work." He bellowed. Looks like he decided to disregard your presence this time.

"Thank you my Lord." Reginald replied. "I have informed Prince Alric about our success and we were just thinking what to do with it."

"Planning on showing mercy just like to those bandits and traitors?" Garithos spoke to you. Oh he chose to acknowledge you. "Just kill the mongrel, that is why we are here, to kill them."

Garithos spat on the ground and waited for your answer. Reginald looked at you as well.


>Kill the gnoll. It is a security threat and you aren't getting anything from it. You aren't going to be lenient on gnolls.
>Send the gnoll back to where it was caught and set it free. It will tell the others that there's a large army preparing to attack them. It will ruin any surprise you have right now, but it might make them think that the attack comes from the south and not from South Durnholde Hills.
>Have it delivered to Durnholde Keep. Lord Blackmoore might want to have a gnoll gladiator in his arena.
>Other, write in.

If you kill it, how is it done and by whom:
>Write in

QM: Full description of Aurvan’kal can be found in the thread 17. And just as I posted this I realised that we got a roll of 22 instead of 21. Well it wouldn't have made any real difference, the knights just did a really good work at screening the main force.

>>6139146

New verification system? I haven't noticed anything new? How does it work?
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>>6139361
>>Have it delivered to Durnholde Keep. Lord Blackmoore might want to have a gnoll gladiator in his arena.
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>>6139361
>Have it delivered to Durnholde Keep. Lord Blackmoore might want to have a gnoll gladiator in his arena.
First trophy for blackmoore i guess.
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>>6139361
>Kill the gnoll. It is a security threat and you aren't getting anything from it. You aren't going to be lenient on gnolls.
>Write in
By us, decapitation and an axe.

With the possible orc attack on Durnholde by Thrall, i am not too interested in adding a gnoll to the mix there. Though sending it there, can rise considerably our already good rep with Blackmoore and Durnholde. I was thinking to fight it and show to soldiers that never fought them before how to kill them. But we are on campaign so not much time for that. Maybe sending it home for using it for exercise our men in fighting gnolls. Too much of a risk, maybe if we tie it up in chains and keeping it around during all the campaign.
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>>6139361
>>Have it delivered to Durnholde Keep. Lord Blackmoore might want to have a gnoll gladiator in his arena.
He will like it and make sure to say that it was Reginald who captured it.
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>>6139361
>Have it delivered to Durnholde Keep. Lord Blackmoore might want to have a gnoll gladiator in his arena.
Paying back the help, it won't be useful with him for long but I think it will elevate our standing with the Durnholde nobility. An important thing to do for when we make a play to stake our claim to the place.

>New verification system? I haven't noticed anything new? How does it work?
When you try to get Captcha it often times asks you to either wait 900 seconds or give up your email. It had asked that again when I made that post.

>>6139455
It is but one mundane gnoll anon.
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>>6139540
That's weird I haven't gotten that yet
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>>6139545
It's a recent change, took effect about a month ago. It can be found in the FAQ under the question "How do I post on 4chan?".
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>>6139361
>Have it delivered to Durnholde Keep. Lord Blackmoore might want to have a gnoll gladiator in his arena

Might be nice for the Durnholde people to see it and conquer some fear of it by letting Blackmoore have the gnoll. If Nalice was here I wonder if she could just stare it down untill it knows to behave.

That said there's some brutal ass execution methods of medieval and ancient history one could do. Set one up just outside the forest as a declaration not to fuck with the farms. Though how effective that would really be feels up in the air, and I suppose effects reputation.
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"Get Mr. Langston here and have his Durnholders move the gnoll to Durnholde Keep. I think Lord Blackmoore would enjoy having a gnoll gladiator for his arena." You made your decision and crossed your arms. "We have no use for it, but he might."

"Do as you want, but that inhuman beast should be outright killed." Garithos grumbled aloud.

"It will just take a bit longer for that to happen now Colonel Garithos." You said.

You looked at the gnoll. There it sat all chained and in irons. The dog-like beast wore just a simple loincloth and nothing else, but you knew it was a dangerous creature. Garithos was right, there's no place for these creatures here, but this way something will be gotten out of it. Even if it is just some splatters of blood on the sand.



Langston had arrived at the scene shortly and you had told him about your idea. Langston told you that the plan was doable and he would make sure to have the escorts to praise Captain Reginald for Blackmoore, he was the one whose men captured it after all.

Rest of the day and the day after passed without any events. In the early evening your army stopped at the last farms before South Durnholde Hills and a camp was erected. The farmers there told you that no one ventures into South Durnholde Hills, but you had a hunch that wasn't true. No place is truly abandoned.

"How are the men?" You asked Malevus as you dried your hair. You had taken a quick bath while you still could. The camp would stay here, just simple tarps would be taken with the columns as full tents are just extra weight.

"They are motivated, not nervous at all." She replied. "I shouldn't really talk about this, you know confidentiality of a paladin… but Durnholders and Regional Defenders are nervous. Raleigh and I met with the two priests of theirs and did rounds together."

"Nervous? I think all of us are in different ways." You said to her and finished with the towel. "Different responsibilities and so on."

Malevus nodded. She would stay here at the camp with Madam Martin and the rest of the medical folk. While the army marches on, assorted camp followers and helpers stay here with some guards from Durnholde. They would just be in the way when the fighting starts. Though some would follow the columns, stretcher bearers and some clerks and assistants for the nobles and the knights.

And with Malevus things had returned back to normalcy after the nightly encounter. Attraction to each other isn't just bodily pleasures, it is the small things. Looks, kind words, small touches and embraces. Things only the two of you notice and no one else.

"You are right." She said to you and pushed you down to sit on a chair. Taking out a brush and a comb, she went to work on your long hair. "You should cut your hair a bit, it has grown."

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>>6139565

"I kinda like my long hair." You told her. "It's strong, well maintained. And very few people can compete against it, even the ladies I know have difficulties with that."

"Even me?" Malevus replied with a jest as she suddenly tucked your hair a bit harder.

"Not you!"

"Good answer~" She said and leaned in to kiss the top of your head. "Now stop squirming and let me brush your hair. I don't know when I will get to do this next time."

"Maybe in a week or two. Depends a lot on the gnolls really. We will probably cross South Durnholde Hills in a few days and then turn towards the gnoll territory proper." You told her.

"Just stay safe." She said with a quiet voice.

"I will, just think this way. If you don't see me, then I won't need medical assistance. So you better pray that you don't need to see me until this campaign is over and the gnolls are defeated." You said to her.

Suddenly she hugged you from behind and held you still. Malevus held you like that for a couple of minutes before letting you go.

"Oh what a shame, your hair is all messy again." She said. "Looks like I need to brush it again…"

You just smiled at her clumsy way to keep her hands on you. This was her way of showing her nervousness. It wouldn't be easy to be away from her, but both of you would manage.

Besides, both of you would soon be hands deep in guts and covered in blood. For you it would be the gnolls and for Malevus her patients. You wouldn't have the time to worry about each other.



"Prince Alric, everyone is ready." Langston said to you as he rode to your side.

Ahead of you stood in parane formation all the soldiers of the four columns. Flags of Lordaeron, Stromgarde and Alterac waving in the wind. Soldiers proudly wearing their tabards. The wind had picked up slightly, but it was just as sunny and warm as before.

You nodded to Langston and started to ride past the formation, inspecting the soldiers in the front row and saluting their officers, even Garithos got a salute from you.

"You may take your place." You said to Langston and circled around. He nodded and rode to his Durnholders.

The men expected a speech. One last push to improve morale. What should you say to them?


Speech:
>Write in

QM: Can be just a simple summary of important points, I can conjure the speech together. But you can also name a historic speech and I can modify it enough to fit Alric and the scene. Maybe be a bit cheeky with this one.

>>6139548

Haven't had that either to pop up, It's a bit long wait, but I guess it messes with bot users?
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>>6139566
cheekiness it is
>As you should know, the defenders of the region have banded together to drive out the pests threatening our way of life. These gnolls are a threat to the common folk who toil this wonderful land that is under our aegis of protection.
>We have a responsibility to them then, as the Alliance and their member-states like Lordaeron and Stromgarde, Alterac, Durnholde to these people for their protection.
>To that end we must make the effort to safeguard the land, and put steel and arrow and magic between the gnolls and those we protect, so that we may guard our future! To the future of Durnholde! Long may they prosper!


Not sure whether to mention Darrowmere League in place of Alterac there, but I am happy either way.
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If you will all bear with me, I'd like to repurpose a speech I made as a write-in for a quest some moons ago.
>>6139566
>"To the good men of this expeditionary force, I see ahead a foe worth defeating and beside me an army that is up to the mark. To this battle ahead, I have words I'd like you all to hear so listen well: Your gnollish enemies are proud, proud in their barbarism. I mean to see them not just humbled but eradicated. We'll see how these over-proud dogs will feel once faced with the taste of human steel."

>"Remember again, gentlemen, of the important mission we have been tasked with. Numerous souls have put great trust in you and me, for if we fail in our task, many innocent men, women and children will have their belongings stolen and their lives taken... shortly after our own."

>"But fear not, my brothers, we will not disappoint them - we will not fail our mission for if you put your trust in your commander, put your trust in your fellows and put your trust in your weapons then we will move together as one towards victory and triumph!"
Feel free to alter it as you see fit, I appreciate feedback.


>Haven't had that either to pop up, It's a bit long wait, but I guess it messes with bot users?
If you have a 4chan pass then it won't otherwise I don't why it does for me and not for you.
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>>6139566
The Patton Speech has some nice stuff in it, though Patton's intentionally crass style may or may not be in line with Alric. If he leans into the Swaggering Rogue Swordsman reputation that may how he plays it. Theres plenty in there about overcoming fear in their first real action, about not holding ground but being on the offensive which actually does apply here lol.
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>>6139566
>>6139566
>"Men, we will now enter the lands that the gnolls think their own. For too long this mongrels have raided from this great forests, attacking the lands of Durnholde and Hillsbrad. Killing, plundering, burning and destroying them and the people that live in this great lands."
>"We are here for bring an end to all this years of terror and suffering. We are here because we must protect the families behind us, and we must make the gnolls pay tenfold for what they did. There is no step back."
>"Do you wish for any of this pain and fear to continue ?! I say no ! Our army shall teach a lesson to the gnolls that they shall never forget !"
>"Already gnolls where killed by our army, and with us are many that fought them before. The gnolls are not invincible, they bleed and they die. Be secure in the knowledge that we can prevail, that we can win. Our cause is righteous, and if we dedicate ourselves to it no gnolls will be left alive ! And in this campaign i shall stand with you men of Durnholde, Lordaeron, Stromgarde and Alterac. Will you stand with me ?!"
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I can work with these. Alright now some rolls for the columns as they enter the South Durnholde Hills. New lands, new terrain, let's see how things will go. Each d10 is for corresponding column so each of them will get three chances to go high.


>4d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 2, 4, 9, 4 = 19 (4d10)

>>6140108
Use QM fiat Medivh, please don't just make an incoherent amalgamation of these speeches. Write what sounds best to you.
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>>6140109

Well the "I can work with these" in reality meant I chose your speech to modify slightly.
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Rolled 7, 8, 9, 6 = 30 (4d10)

>>6140108
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>>6140115
In other words, QM fiat which is what I said. Thank you for your choice by the way.
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Rolled 3, 4, 2, 9 = 18 (4d10)

>>6140108
bang
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>7
>8
>9
>9


Good set of rolls for all, but could Langston and his Durnholders who only got that 7 get some combat rolls. A mystery opponent!


>3d10, Best of three
>DC 11, Crit 18
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Rolled 1, 10, 10 = 21 (3d10)

>>6140167
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Rolled 9, 6, 7 = 22 (3d10)

>>6140167
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Rolled 5, 8, 9 = 22 (3d10)

>>6140167
Mystery niggas!
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Damn, all three rolls were crits, good on you Langston
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I was somewhat prepared for the Durnholders to take a couple casualties against the dastardly foe, but looks like it was a walk in a park for them.

Those murlocks never stood a chance!

No update today though. It is halfway done, but I am too tired to finish it. But I will ask a small question, what do you think is the current plan Garithos has and/or have you already foiled his plans completely?
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>>6140250
Hoping for Alric to make a mistake he can exploit, the bigger the better. Otherwise, there's not much he can do besides sabotage the campaign on his end but that would be worse for him than it would be for Alric.
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>>6140250
He wont end his scheming till he is dead.
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>>6140250
Lost the bid for leadership which clearly he was gunning for given his reactions, and with how much shit he brought. He can wait for an oopsie to challenge leadership, but Langston is wise to the game being played so he won't get that support. Could he appeal to the men directly? Perhaps, but these conditions make that difficult.

Could he drag his feet and sabotage? Maybe but thats pretty risky. Could he try to aim a ballista bolt at the Alric squad in the heat of a big battle as some anons mentioned? Insanely risky. Assassination? Doesn't seem like his style. Did Blackmoore give him some assurance to keep him in the campaign? Could be.

The Well Incident was just boys being boys as far as we could tell, not a Garithos plot. Could Garithos force an incident? Yeah, though its a bit harder given that I split his army in half and then our forces into Columns.

Wait and see for how the campaign ends seems like his best bet. The goals of the campaign, the performance of Langston's column, Alric's leadership, etc. A lot of it comes back to Blackmoore's decisions for good or bad. Garithos did manage to bring 400 or so men including some Strom aid with veterans under Maxwell, some ballista and priests. He has backing. Though he didn't call for the Silver Hand which may be something he should have done. Its possible Garithos could get the head of the enemy leader and other accomplishments.
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>>6140250
>Sir Mrgll Grrrgll the fifth, alderman of the sunken grotto lagoon was displaced and away from his familiar territory east of Southshore, beset by foes and tried to sally forth against the loud and tall enemy!
>CRIT FAIL
>CRIT FAIL
>CRIT FAIL
Alas, here ends the story of Sir Mrgll Grrrgll the fifth.
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>>6140363
I wonder if they found any good loot on Sir Mrgll Grrrgll the fifth, alderman of the sunken grotto lagoon. Perhaps an egg that Langston could raise and call Thralloc.

Atleast their lives have blooded the Durnholde army, I smell field promotions...and Murloc guts. Would anyone cook and eat Murloc?
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>>6140363
Murloc Resurgent Quest when?
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>>6140250
>Garithos has a secret that none of us know about. A mysterious benefactor has promised him 80 skilled men to raid and ravage alterac while our army is away.

>the mysterious benefactor is Mr creedy or whatever the fuck his name is.

>goal is to show that the prince has failed to protect his people and they don't deserve statehood. And that they desperately need to be occupied by the regional defenders to "protect" them.

>Garithos is hoping there will be an opportunity to delay help to the Alteracis or push the enemy into the Alteracis and break our lines causing high losses.

Garithos isn't happy about this he wanted to become the leader and not need outside help. But his hatred of us overwhelms his concern about the mystery noble.
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>>6140363
The Murlocs may have failed to get the Durnholders but they've succeeded in getting the QM! It's the only reasonable explanation for why he hasn't updated I tell you!
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>>6140840
I can't believe the Murlocs have been wearing the skin of the Regional Defenders who went after their home, and now theyve gotten Langston and the Durnholders
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I hope Langston manages to capture one Murloc to send back along with the gnoll. A complete set of monstrous gladiators.
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>>6140698
[Murloc fins] are a target for legitimate salvage. A shame it comes from such an esteemed individual.

>>6140840
>>6140855
Langston runs away in fear.
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You looked at the men for a second and two before you started to speak with a loud voice.

"To the good men of this expeditionary force, I see ahead a foe worth defeating and beside me an army that is up to the mark. To this battle ahead, I have words I'd like you all to hear so listen well. Your gnollish enemies are proud, proud in their barbarism and cruelty. I mean to see them not just humbled, but eradicated. We'll see how these over-proud dogs will feel once faced with the taste of human steel."

"Remember again gentlemen, of the important mission we have been tasked with. This is a mission started by Lord Uther two years ago, his expedition showed the gnolls to not trample upon our lands and threaten our people. But the gnolls didn't listen and now numerous souls have put great trust in you and me to finish the work Lord Uther started. For if we fail in our task, many innocent men, women and children will have their belongings stolen and their lives taken... shortly after our own. That is the weight on our backs."

"But fear not my brothers, we will not disappoint them! We will not fail our mission for if you put your trust in your commander, put your trust in your fellows and put your trust in your weapons then we will move together as one towards victory and triumph! We shall finish the job Lord Uther started, we shall eradicate the gnolls off these lands and bring peace and prosperity to Durnholde! History books will talk about you as there’s enough honour and glory for all of us!"

You looked around and found the soldiers looking at you with fire in their eyes. Drawing the Cinder Sword and pointing it at the sky you shouted as loudly as you could.

"To victory! For Durnholde!"

And the soldiers repeated your shout in unison.



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Shortly after the speech the columns had marched out. It did take some time for the pacing to be implemented properly, but in the end maintaining them wasn't that difficult. Sure the distances did vary, but as long as the instructions were followed, the columns did cover plenty of land. Whatever threats or finding there could be, you would find them.

Entering the South Durnholde Hills was quite an uneventful endeavour. The farms and fields made way to a forest that slowly turned more sparse and the terrain a bit more uneven. Small natural clearings dotted to land as gentle slopes turned into rocky hillsides. Rover Brothers and your veteran archers ranged ahead, forging a path through until you and your soldiers crested a hill.

And ahead of you opened a landscape of hills and small forests between them. Thankfully it didn't look as big of a pain in the ass to traverse as Strahnbrad Hills did, and it seemed to be a lot more dry!

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>>6141242

>22, Crit Success!


When you had heard that Langston and his Durnholders had engaged with the enemy, your first thoughts immediately went to gnolls or the Syndicate. They could be this south, supposedly an abandoned land could be a great hiding spot for all of them.

But when a second runner reached you and told you the details, you were flabbergasted and had him to explain it all again.

"Murlocs?" You asked the soldier in Durnholde's colours.

"Murlocs milord. As our men got on top of an 'ill we saw 'em." The soldier explained to you once more. "We got our arrer's poke 'em full of 'oles, never stood a chance 'ose critters."

He did seem awfully proud about it. First blood to the Durnholders it looked like.

"You didn't take any casualties? How many of them did you kill?" You asked the man.

"Not a single injury milord. And I 'ink 'ere were dozen of 'em, big an' small." He explained.

"Well thank you, you did a great job. Now go fill your waterskin from our supplies and tell Mr. Langston that he did a great job when you return." You told the Durnholder as he saluted you and left you.

"Murlocs? Here?" You asked Captain Cromwell. "Never seen one before, weren't they quite rare in Alterac?"

"They were Prince Alric, not that many waterways for them to live in." He told you.

You need to talk with Langston about the murlocs at some point. And tell him to choose runners who can speak clear Common, you had barely understood what the soldier was saying to you.



"So we are approximately here." You said and pointed at the map. "Somewhere between these three hills drawn on the map."

The map you had was just as clear as the speech of that Durnholder.

"Good progress for the first day." You continued.

Your officers were looking at the map spread on a tarp on the ground as you all sat around it. Having gone through what had happened, or more accurately what hadn't happened as it had been a really uneventful first day of the push into unclaimed territory, you were ready to call it for the day and have the men set up a simple camp of tarp covers and active patrols.

The columns would stay separated until otherwise told, at least in the early portions of the campaign. When the fighting starts and you push into gnoll territory, there is security in numbers.

"What are you going to do now Prince Alric?" Lieutenant Beckston asked you.

"Do you have anything in mind?" You asked him.

"Some of the men have wondered how Lord Uther's Expedition went and why did it fail?" Beckston said to you. "I told them that it didn't fail, but why are we then here?"

"You want me to talk with them?"

"It could help to convince them, hearing from you, after all Lord Uther seems to like you." Beckston said to you.
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>>6141243

Hmmm, you could do that. But you could also visit one of the columns and see how they are doing after the first day.


>Stay with your men and speak with them about Lord Uther's Expedition, its success and politics surrounding this campaign.
>Go visit Langston and Durnholders, go ask what happened with the murlocs.
>Garithos and his Regional Defenders don't expect to see you. Go pay a courtesy visit and see how their war machines are handling the terrain.
>Captain Reginald and his column have acted as the anchor on the right flank. Go talk with him and see if there is anything he needs or brings up.
>Other, write in

QM: You are between the first three hill markers north of the westernmost farms. Or at least thereabouts. And sorry about not updating yesterday, really long and ornery day at work.
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>>6141244
>>Stay with your men and speak with them about Lord Uther's Expedition, its success and politics surrounding this campaign.
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>>6141244
>Stay with your men and speak with them about Lord Uther's Expedition, its success and politics surrounding this campaign.
No point in having chit chat with the other column leads.
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>>6141244
>>Stay with your men and speak with them about Lord Uther's Expedition, its success and politics surrounding this campaign.
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>>6141244

>Stay with your men and speak with them about Lord Uther's Expedition, its success and politics surrounding this campaign
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"Alright I can talk with them, but let me sort today's report first." You said to him and picked up the map.

"Of course Prince Alric." Beckston replied.

"I have my report ready to go with your Prince Alric." Cromwell said.

"Good, bring it to me and I will check it." You said back to him and got a nod as a reply.

You withdrew to your tarp cover your bodyguards had set up near the centre of the camp. It was a simple tarp with some ropes strung between trees type of a cover. Definitely not fit for a Prince, but it was a perfect fit for you as you weren't that picky.

Releasing the straps that held the cuirass snuggly on your body, you removed the elven steel protecting you. Pauldrons soon followed as did the gauntlets. Stretching your shoulders, you took a seat next to some of your belongings and picked the travel set of ink and quill and started writing.

These reports weren't necessary or compulsory, but you had thought that in the long run having good records on the campaigns would help with history writers and clerks to make sense of what exactly had happened. For both the history books and what the expenses were. The report you received from Cromwell was a simple paper describing troop numbers, any sick cases and other notifications of which currently were none. Everyone was ready and healthy.

With the reports done, you wrapped them into a scroll and tied them together with a piece of string. After that just have one of your riders carry the reports to the main camp at the farms where Malevus had agreed to receive them for safekeeping.

Right then. Now off to talk with your men.



With tents being unavailable, several rows of tarps played their part. Campfires illuminated the evening as the men prepared their late dinners while others stood at guard. You walked amongst them, exchanging a word or two with them, seeing how they were doing after the first day.

Lieutenant Beckston had gathered a small crowd near one of the fires and greeted you when you arrived. It was a couple dozen men, none of your officers were there outside of Beckston, but Sir Foecourt had decided to come hear what you had to say.

And speak you did after you took a seat on a log that waited to be chopped into firewood.

You told everything from the beginning, from meeting Lord Uther at the road to Southshore battling the gnolls. How you fought the gnolls who kidnapped humans in the forest and how all that led into the first Durnholde expedition and the goals surrounding it. To free the kidnapped humans and push the gnolls back.

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>>6141445

And in that light Lord Uther's Expedition was a success and for nearly two years gnolls didn't pose a threat. Until now something has pushed the gnolls out of the mountains down into the hills and forests of Durnholde. You didn't know what and you didn't speculate, but you did make your point clear. The gnolls are a threat that needs to be dealt with before they venture further into Durnholde or return to Hillsbrad. Due to that this campaign is politically very important. To the victor goes the spoils and being able to tell everyone how You defended Durnholde, how You safeguarded the Internment Camps, how You made sure Hillsbrad stayed safe has incredible weight.

You were frank and rather blunt with your soldiers. In the short run, win or lose, there most likely won't be any real change for them. But in the long run when the attitudes towards Alteracis start to change for the better, they aren't just building a future for themselves, but for their families and children. But for you only victory was what you wanted, you wouldn't accept a loss. You hinted that there are politics in play where combined Alteraci and Durnholde victory was of utmost importance, but you left it at that. They didn't need to know more.

After the serious political talk was over, you did continue to chit chat with your men. They seemed to appreciate the dive into politics at play. It wasn't just a straightforward case of protecting the land, there was more to it, they were part of something bigger.

There was one thing you noticed. Since your incident it had been your military that had been wary of you, but now it seemed to have passed. Fel green eyes or not, you were their Prince and they would serve you with honour.

Though no one ever pointed out your black fingernails. Did they just think that you were eccentric like that or what?



"You spoke well Prince Alric." Sir Foecourt said to you the next morning as you had just continued the march onward.

"Thank you." You replied. Nothing had happened during the night either.

You had slept like a baby on your bedroll. Malevus had sent a short letter back to you with the rider. Written in Elvish, only you could understand the message. Though maybe the mages knew Elvish you weren't sure. Malevus simply reported that everything in the camp was ready if medical attention was needed. And then she wrote encouraging words to lift your spirit up. You would succeed, because you are her Alric and she wouldn't have allowed some second hand man to court her.

"You have experienced a lot at such a young age." Sir Foecourt said to you as he matched the speed of your horse. "When I was of your age, I was just chasing local girls and pretending to be a gallant knight."

"A lot has happened in the past few years, you wouldn't believe half of it." You replied with a laugh.

"You can always try Prince Alric." He replied.

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>>6141446

Was that a challenge? Should you tell him anything important or play into the rumours surrounding you? Chasing the girls, maybe invent a lie he can't fact check? Maybe you should ask something from him too?


Tell him something:
>Write in

Ask him something:
>Write in


>4d10
>Best of three

QM: Moralemaxxing. Keep these things short, this is a casual conversation, not an interrogation. More rolls for the columns too.
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Rolled 9, 6, 3, 2 = 20 (4d10)

>>6141447
Tell him something:
>Write in
I once had 70~ wealth and spent it on a gamble (The katrana money for the dark iron drilling of oil lol)

Ask him something:
>Write in
Would you make a gamble like that on someone or some dream, if theres something you want
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Well looks like Langstons probably in the clear.
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Rolled 7, 6, 1, 1 = 15 (4d10)

>>6141447
Tell him something:
>The tale of the Stormwind Tournament, it sounds more like poetry than truth.

Ask him something:
>Does he also have a seemingly outrageous story that is actually true?

>>6141483
I guess you could call it a gamble but it's one with excellent odds.
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Rolled 3, 9, 5, 5 = 22 (4d10)

>>6141447
Tell him something:
>Alric was there to see the death knight of the Stormwind knight remains removed from the cave and returned.
It might give him a hint that we have honourable intentions that backfired to create this Fel infection.

Ask him something:
>How does he go about safeguarding his lands, how he knows the others knights with him (prying a bit into his strange accent)
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>>6141493
Its more interesting to call it a gamble, and theres definitely some stuff that could happen around it. Speaking of gambling those rolls lol...I swear if we end up with 3 2 as the highest for our wing it will get real interesting real fast.
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What will we and Reginald face for rolling a 5 in this area hmmm. I'm thinking some hidden Syndicates who made an outpost in the supposedly abandoned hills. Or maybe the gnolls decided to play ball over here.
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>>6141497
Alrics fel infection story is that he was poisoned using he favorite wine.
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>>6141703
oh true. we stick to that.

Support Tell him something:
>The tale of the Stormwind Tournament, it sounds more like poetry than truth.
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>>6141483
I support the gamble tell.
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You chuckled, yeah you can play with him a bit.

"Would you believe that I could have hired all the mercenaries in Hillsbrad and beyond and then hired five hundred footmen on top of that, but instead I chose to put all that coin into a gamble?" You asked him with a coy tone in your voice.

"The Dark Irons?" Foecourt asked you.

You nodded to him.

"Investment into the future, if it pays off… well let's just say that Southshore will suddenly find itself surprisingly small." You continued.

"If it doesn't?" Foecourt asked you.

"I will look incredibly stupid for not taking the more steady option." You said to him. The Barov deal wouldn't have been as risky as doing it by yourself.

You sighed aloud and took your helmet off for a few seconds. Looking at the sun, the hot summer day had already started to take toll on you as you felt sweat collecting on your brow. Come midday and you would be soaked. And then you looked at Foecourt and smiled.

"Crafty buggers." You said and blinked once, still keeping your Fel green eyes on him before putting the helmet back on.

"So the rumours…" He started, definitely slightly startled thanks to your eyes.

"Would you imagine this was already planned months and months before they nearly got me. I mean it wasn't a secret that I enjoyed Alteraci Brandy…" You told him.

"It was actually the drink they poisoned?" He asked you.

"Yep, bottle that I had purchased last autumn. And now I have these eyes and I need to walk around with the help of the cane because otherwise I can get awfully tired." You told him. In reality you didn't need the cane for walking around, but it was a nice smoke and mirrors trick to have. Make your enemies think less of you. Though you still hadn't regained your endurance, your strength had returned.

"Like I said, you have experienced a lot." Foecourt said to you.

"Would you gamble like I did for a dream? Or someone else's dream?" You asked him.

He seemed thoughtful for a moment.

"I guess I would." He said.

"What sort of a dream, if I may ask?"

"I guess it is a childish one." He said to you and continued after a pause. "If I had your wealth to realise my dream, I would work towards not having to deal with any of this. To return back to what the world was."

Foecourt didn't seem that much older than you. He was probably just a teenager when the Second War happened. Maybe someone who got uprooted and ended up living in an old tower and working for Lord Blackmoore.

"It is not a childish dream Sir Foecourt, but a good dream worth fighting for. Do you believe I would have achieved half of what I have done if I thought they were impossible or childish?" You said and continued. "I wouldn't have."

"You are right Prince Alric." He replied. "It would have been a shame if the assassins had gotten you, the world would have lost a good man."

"Thank you, your words are too kind." You said.

"Thank you for this talk Prince Alric, I… I need to think about what you said." Foecourt said.

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>>6142125

"Of course, just don't get distracted by your own thoughts, we have a campaign to concentrate on." You replied.

Foecourt saluted you and allowed you to pass him before riding back to his own knights and horsemen. He seemed to be a good man, someone trustworthy enough to be trusted on the battlefield. He could be an useful pawn in all of this.



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Remaining day had passed without any real issues. The progress had been slow from time to time, but you had at least gotten the runner system to work relatively well, the bar to send runners back and forth had been set quite low.

But come the third day, the issues started as you got deeper into the South Durnholde Hills.

"My Lord, Captain Reginald is reporting that the terrain on his flank is very difficult to traverse." A runner in the colours of Regional Defenders told you.

"Thank you." You replied and saluted the soldier, sending him away.

It was the same for you. The rocky outcrops and uneven ground made it difficult for the soldiers to march over it without risking their ankles and feet. So from time to time the speed had slowed to a crawl until a better route could be found. And when the afternoon arrived, you were frustrated as hell. This was no terrain for cavalry, everyone had to dismount.

"Prince Alric!" One of the archers ran to you, stopping to salute before delivering a report. "There is something you need to see."

"Tell me what is it?" You asked him.

"A farmstead built into stone ruins of some kind." The archer told you. "We could see a trickle of smoke."

Inhabitation? Could be hermits? Could be bandits? You needed to check this out.



Your army had been told to prepare themselves, but stay quiet when you made your way to the Rovers who were prone on top of a hill. When you joined them and lowered yourself to the ground next to them, you saw what they saw.

An old tower had collapsed on itself and attached to it had been some sort of a hall that had similarly lost its form. And now someone has built their home there. You could see a portion of a roof, maybe some wooden walls. There definitely was a trickle of smoke coming up from within the ruins and what looked like a vegetable patch outside the old stone wall.

"Have you seen anyone?" You asked the twins.

"No one, they could be away." Arthur said.

"Or whoever lives there lives alone." Alfred replied.

Both could be right. Nevertheless you need to check this out, whoever or whatever lives there is in the path of your army. You can't let them be uninvestigated.

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>>6142127


>Walk there with your bodyguards and politely knock on the door. Good manners doesn't hurt.
>Send your knights to kick in some doors while the archers and rogues provide overwatch.
>March your whole army out there and announce your presence like a proper Prince you are.
>Have your army bypass the farmstead in the ruins while you go there all alone. You have a strange feeling about this.
>Other, write in.

QM: All four options have different end results and different inhabitants.
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>>6142129
>Walk there with your bodyguards and politely knock on the door. Good manners doesn't hurt.
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>>6142129
>Have your army bypass the farmstead in the ruins while you go there all alone. You have a strange feeling about this.

I'm almost tempted for the kick in the door option. I can see it now. "Yes Prince Alric, turns out those weren't just vegetables it was a drug farm for growing the plant they turn into Dream Dust. Found more Syndicate in the basement but we got the drop, and tons more Dust. They've got miles of tunnels underneath."

I can't help but wonder about the others. The good manners one finds an old farmer and his wife who were too stubborn to leave, maybe their grown children. Marching the whole fucking army out there gets a stubborn old knight and the butler or something. The strange feeling mystery box, some hermit mage or witch? An orc shaman? Some retired Paladin. A spooky scooby-doo ghost? I wonder if the ruins anything interesting in them.
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>>6142129
>>Have your army bypass the farmstead in the ruins while you go there all alone. You have a strange feeling about this.
+have rovers nearby just incase this is a bad idea.
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>>6142129
Either
>Walk there with your bodyguards and politely knock on the door. Good manners doesn't hurt.
or
>Have your army bypass the farmstead in the ruins while you go there WITH BODYGUARDS. You have a strange feeling about this.

If bodyguards aren't allowed for the latter then I vote for the former. There's no IC reason to go in completely alone.
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>>6142129
>QM: All four options have different end results and different inhabitants.

Oh the mystery and the outcomes! I want the one that ends in the most loot and medium risk..
So in this Choose Your Own Adventure, I choose
>Have your army bypass the farmstead in the ruins while you go there WITH BODYGUARDS. You have a strange feeling about this.
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I think the gamble ask worked quite nicely, Foecourt is thinkin. We should invite Foecourt over where the Garsides can hear his faint accent that peaks through now and then, apart from them I don't think we could get anyone who might know where its from. Maybe Pai if she wasn't starting the Pai Quest to meet the Orcs.
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You had a feeling, a hunch that something was off with that place. There was no one there, just that faint trickle of smoke and some signs of life.

"We should check that place out." You said to no one in particular. "And with we I mean I should check it out. Tell Captain Cromwell to take the army around the farmstead, I will take the knights with me and go check the place out."

"Is that wise Prince Alric?" Arthur said.

"We mean, what if the place is trapped?" Alfred continued.

"Ehh, it will be fine." You said and pushed yourself up. "Lieutenant Gravis, come here with your knights!"

Rovers seemed a bit unsure, but they did as told and soon the column avoided the small valley where the farmstead was. And when Gravis and his trio of knights arrived, you were ready to proceed.



The walk to the farmstead in the ruins with your knights flanking you didn't take more than a few moments. The grass around the ruins had been kept short, like if someone had cut it down. Getting closer, you drew the Cinder Sword and your knights followed your suite.

"I have a strange feeling about this." Gravis replied to you as you passed the vegetable patch. There were lettuce, carrots and cabbages growing there.

"So do I." You replied as you stepped over a collapsed stone wall into what probably once was a great hall.

In a small pen there were two pigs digging the dirt and next to them was a cow in her fenced closure.

"Is anyone here?" You called out as you approached the relatively typical farmstead built next to the still standing portion of the wall.

There was no answer, but smoke still trickled out from the chimney.

You nodded to your knights and walked to the front door. Taking a position next to it, you knocked on the wood and waited for someone to come open it.

"There's no one here." Gravis said.

It seemed like that, but you had this feeling inside you. You could feel the scorching sea within you, that represented your mana, to start bubbling.

"Open the door." You said and Gravis did as you ordered. When the door opened, you stepped in first and this wave of tingling spread across your body. Blinking once, you took several more steps and called out to your knights. "This place is empty."

It was just a simple farmstead. A fireplace with remnants of a fire, several shelves, kitchen with a table and a bed across the room. Just like one of the hundreds of homes normal peasants have.

You walked to the fire, the floorboards creaking under your steps, and kneeled next to it. It was really fresh, most likely left unattended just a few moments ago before your archers spotted this place.

"There is no one…" You started to say as you stood up and turned around, but your knights had all disappeared.

The door behind you was shut.

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>>6142453

"Gravis? Thomas? Joe!" You raised your voice and another wave of tingling spread across your body. Blinking once, you took several more steps and called out your knights. "This place is empty."

Wait? Your knights? But you were all alone…

You drew your sword, when had you even sheathed it? You couldn't remember as a wave of tingling spread across your body. Blinking once, you took several more steps and called out your knights. "This place is empty."

Wait? Your knights? But you were all alone…

Wait? Has this already happened to you? You closed your eyes and shook your head as a wave of tingling spread across your body. Opening your eyes and blinking once, you took several more steps and called out your knights. "This is an illusion."

By concentrating on the now raging inferno within you, you found why it had felt strange before. Because you had experienced this at the Barov Estate. It was a similar feeling to when stepping inside the estate or when Jandice showcased her illusions to you. Or when her and her life-like illusions had made love to you. Yeah that was rather close to this. Your body had experienced the same type of tingling with the copy of Jandice riding you. You could never have believed that to become an useful experience.

Your head started to hurt as a wave of tingling spread across your body. Blinking once, you took several more steps and called out your knights. "This is strong magic, it tries to take control back."

The farmstead around you shifted, losing its form and turning into mirror landscape of purple hues and pure arcane. You closed your eyes again, but couldn't avoid seeing the landscape in your mind as it started to turn into scenes across your life and memories. Events you recalled perfectly and then things you didn't remember and then… then into scenes you knew never had happened to you. They were all just things in your mind. They all flashed past you too quickly to be properly acknowledged.

Because you had recognised that this was an illusion, you still had your own freewill to a certain extent, your knights probably were fully under the influence of the illusion already. It was clear that the illusion still tried to show you something, but you were fighting back. Maybe you could break free? But maybe you should see what the illusion conjures together and when it thinks, if an illusion could really even think, that it has gotten you and has the control, you can wake up from this.

What would the illusion you are trapped in even show to you? Well all of this is happening in your mind, maybe you could prod it towards the direction you wanted? You were strangely curious about it.


>Illusion of Desires
>Illusion of Fears
>Illusion of Enjoyment
>Illusion of ???
>Nope Nope Nope, you are going to Nope Out! of this illusion. You aren't going to allow it to show you anything.

QM: All illusions will show you a scene that is different from the others. Choose only one.
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>>6142456
>>Illusion of Fears
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>>6142456
>>Illusion of Desires
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>>6142456
>Illusion of ???
If we're doing mystery boxes then best go all the way.
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>>6142456
>Illusion of ???
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>>6142456
>Illusion of ???
Mystery box option squared. We already know what our fears are.
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>>6142456
>>Illusion of Desires
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I will let this vote continue through the night for a simple reason. I have no power in my home due to storm knocking it out and I am not going to write the update with my phone as I know its probably a long one.

Current tally: 1 for Fear, 2 for Desires and 3 for ???

What shall Alric see!?
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>>6142456
>Illusion of ???

We know the others like anons said.
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>>6142591

Alright I will walk back my words a bit. I will call the vote now for ??? and ask for some rolls as this and Nope! were the only two that required them.

This is difficult on purpose, you aren’t just fighting against the illusion here.


>3d10, Best of three
>DC 22, Crit 27
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Rolled 9, 8, 7 = 24 (3d10)

>>6142640
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Rolled 8, 5, 7 = 20 (3d10)

>>6142640
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Rolled 9, 1, 9 = 19 (3d10)

>>6142640
27? Damn.
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>>6142640
Hmmm I wonder if theres any ideas left from when Jandice used her illusions to duel with Alric, but we already knew its an Illusion, and we probably don't wanna try and burn this ruin down onto our heads lol. Great pain perhaps. Or Trying to draw a big but very simple dragon rune in the air to mess up the flow of magic since it powers itself from the world, from whats around it. Draw it using some of our fel mana to make it even stronger. Probably should ask Jandice for some more tips on breaking through something like this next time we see her.
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>>6142645

Good job, I was expecting Alric to fail here and struggle a bit more, but I guess illusions won't stop him.

Though sadly couple other fun scenarios were missed by going this route. I laughed at the suggestion of Dream Dust producers as it was the planned door kicking result. Alric also missed out on a Beach Episode! With all the girls of course.

Update tomorrow!
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>>6142686
>Alric also missed out on a Beach Episode! With all the girls of course.
I had a feeling Desire or Enjoyment would be that but there's no satisfaction in it if it's not the real thing.
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>>6142686
I figured it would be a rough fight, whew.

I knew it. It was definitely my second choice. Eligius could have had a field day with this choice. A bunch of prisoners he could use to start his own Dream Dust farm that he could let his agents use for knocking people out or getting into criminal circles. Stealing the alchemist in charge of this operation. Eligius White, Breaking Bad Arc. Starting a gang war with the syndicate by muscling in on their turf. He has Wiklish build a refining workshop to make the pure blue Dream Dust. The more I think about it the more I want it.

Also damn, we missed the Beach Episode with all the girls...Maybe one day Malevus will invite Nalice, Jandice and Monica in the future...
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>24, Success!


You had an idea as the illusion still tried to maintain itself and force you deeper into the phantasmagoria. You would fight fire with fire. This illusion was trying to intrude into your mind, to force its false reality on you. What happens when it meets the intrusive element already in you.

Your eyes were closed, but you thought about closing them again bringing darkness around you as you let go and stopped resisting the illusion. Instead you pushed your thoughts towards what your idea was and when you opened your eyes the dreamscape and the darkness was gone.

And you found yourself in a familiar place.

The throne room of the Royal Palace in Alterac City was just like you remembered it. Banners and flags decorated the walls with the chandeliers bringing enough light for everyone to see. Though this time you weren't looking up at the throne on the pedestal, you were looking down into the hall as a trio of men bowed to you and backpedalled out of the room.

"King Alric, that was the last of the dignitaries." A voice so familiar spoke to you.

"Thank you Lady Malevus." You said and felt the old wood of the throne underneath your fingers.

"There's only the ambassador from the Kingdom of Azeroth waiting for you. You are supposed to receive her at dinner later this evening." Lady Malevus spoke to you.

There was something odd about how she spoke and you turned to look at her.

And there she was next to your throne standing at half attention. The ornate Alteraci plate fit her near perfectly, but closer you looked at her face you could just feel that something was wrong.

"King Alric, please do not stare at me." Lady Malevus said to you. That was quite untypical of her to say.

"Look at me Lady Malevus and take off your gauntlets." You said to her and stood up, stepping in front of her.

You had realised why she didn't like you staring at her. You weren't wearing your dark glasses.

"Tell me, are my eyes glowing more than usual?" You asked her.

"They are King Alric, they are glowing brightly." She replied as she put her gauntlets away.

Taking her hands into your own, you felt her palms with your thumbs and got the confirmation you needed. Lady Malevus paused, her eyes opened in a mix of surprise and having felt something she hadn’t in a long time. From the Malevus you knew, Lady Malevus hadn't aged at all, she just looked resigned to her duties towards you, the ornate plate a sign of that. Her hair was plainly tied behind her head and eyes lacked the warmth they normally have. Her hands were calloused from all the training and they were awfully cold.

It was like the light inside her had been snubbed out. Maybe even the Light itself too.

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>>6143044

Carefully rubbing her palms to warm them, you felt sadness within you. You wouldn't want the future to be like this, you wouldn't choose this in any existence. The scars from the kobold blades on her palms were gone like they never existed. As was the scar on her left cheek. In this reality she hadn't fallen during that battle against the ogres and kobolds, you had managed to protect her because you were strong.

Because you had accepted the Fel inside you to be part of you. You had taken the shortcut and now you were the King.

"I would never allow the warmth within you to fade away." You said to Lady Malevus who had frozen in place in confusion, hearing these words from you probably the first time in many many years.

"Never would I take the shortcut if I knew it would lead to this." You said to her.

"Alric…" She said, like she remembered the better days of before as her hands grasped yours.

The illusion around you froze and everything stood still. The flags and banners disappeared, followed by the walls and chandeliers. A slight green hue danced around you illuminating the face of now still Lady Malevus.

Your trick had worked, you could feel the grasp of the illusion on you to break apart. By concentrating on the Fel inside you and allowing it to course through your veins, you have leveraged the power of disorder and destruction to undermine the illusion. Not an elegant option, but an option nevertheless.

Closing your eyes, you kept them closed until you felt a small breeze on the tip of your nose.

The moment you opened your eyes, you looked around immediately. The farmstead was around you, just in ruins with a roof that didn't exist. Your knights stood still around you like in a daze. But then you looked down and saw what you were looking for, on one of the floorboards was written a scripture in glowing blue letters.

You recognised it, it was a common scripture used by the mages of Dalaran to write spells into existence. You couldn't really read it as illusions weren't your cup of tea, but you could make out the parts of it. The part that powered it, the description of the effects and then a short cursive Lady Nalice had hammered home to avoid if encountered.

It had a counterspell written into it to prevent tampering.

You were free from the illusion, but your knights weren't and neither are your men avoiding the farmstead. You all saw that it was there and in one piece, not as this ruined cold remains of one. Could you go fetch your mages to help you? Or would they be in danger of being caught into the illusion as well? Thankfully you were resourceful of a person, you had your own tools and gimmicks to counter the counterspell whatever it is.

At least hopefully.

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>>6143045


>Draw the Cinder Sword, ignite it and strike the floorboard and the scripture into pieces.
>Take out the Rondel Dagger, it was made to defeat elementals and other magical beings. It being anti-magic should disturb the spell.
>Cast your fire on the floorboards and burn it to cinders. If it doesn't exist, the scripture won't exist either.
>Use the Fel to destroy the illusion and the scripture. It worked against the illusion just a moments ago.
>Go and find your mages, you should be able to break the illusion of the farmstead on them and have them help you to break the spell.
>Use Draconic for the first time to write a counter to the spell, empower it with your magic and get rid of the scripture and illusion that way.
>Other, write in.

QM: All options will work, some are just easier than others.
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>>6143046
It would be nice to use our latest resource, plus I doubt the counterspell was intended to work against this.
>Use Draconic for the first time to write a counter to the spell, empower it with your magic and get rid of the scripture and illusion that way.

On the other hand...

>Other, write in.
Don't risk breaking it and whatever the counterspell might do to the men, whoever is here might think the spell is still working as intended while its unbroken. Go find and get the jump on them.

Dalaran mage script, strong magic, illusion, and trying to hide where no one would find them? Who fits the bill and happens to have been a tutor to Jandice who is specializing in Illusions hmmm. Could it be the big man himself, Kelly-T?
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Man if its really Kel'Thuzad this could go so many different ways. Let him go so we don't get bogged down in trying to kill a powerful archmage, accept some kind of payment or favor, maybe send a message to Kael letting him know we found Kelly T so they owe us one going into the big Stormwind meeting where the Alterac question will be forced.

Or kill him. Ourselves and the knights, with the mages, with the army if thats what it takes. Get the BIG Dalaran and Kael favors going into the meeting. Maybe get some of his stuff as loot lol. Eat the losses, or use the RD armies to facetank it though if he pulls out the necromancy Jandice warned about it could get interesting.

Unless its just some mage hermit who wants to be left the fuck alone lol.
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>>6143052
>>6143054

I can tell you outright that it wasn't Kel'Thuzad who made this illusion. There is a different reason for why it exists.
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>>6143057
Hmm maybe Jandice made it after being contacted by and meeting with her former mentor, who asked her to prepare this. Or this was a known hideaway she suspected he might use and laid a trap. I don't suppose we can tell if its her handwriting lol.

Some other mage who left Dalaran, a Kirin Tor agent on the hunt. Or maybe a Syndicate mage, it would be funny if this was one of Beve's hideaways for herself or her agents. If the 4th assassin who was at Durnholde used this spot.

Could a magic trap last long enough that something from the second war could just be here?
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>>6143046
>>Use Draconic for the first time to write a counter to the spell, empower it with your magic and get rid of the scripture and illusion that way.
Propably the hardest option but a practical learning opportunity.
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>>6143061
It'll be nice to see it in practice even if it is the hardest one. If this doesn't work I'd say use the Rondel Dagger. I'm tempted to try the fel too since it did break us out of the illusion, but I wonder if the counterspell would be ready for that as warlocks aren't that uncommon around the syndicate.
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>>6143046
>>Take out the Rondel Dagger, it was made to defeat elementals and other magical beings. It being anti-magic should disturb the spell.
knife fight...
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>>6142718
>Maybe one day Malevus will invite Nalice, Jandice and Monica in the future...
The harem dream lives!

>>6143046
>Use Draconic for the first time to write a counter to the spell, empower it with your magic and get rid of the scripture and illusion that way.
If this doesn't work then use the Roundel Dagger.
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You are forgetting the best girl. Epona would have been there as well.

But writing the Draconic looks like the early winner. I will ask the rolls first for writing the correct words part and then write a short update.


>3d10, Best of three
>DC 19, Crit 25
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Rolled 7, 7, 6 = 20 (3d10)

>>6143185
Inb4 shit rolls
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Rolled 2, 4, 10 = 16 (3d10)

>>6143185
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Rolled 8, 5, 5 = 18 (3d10)

>>6143185
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>>6143198
Good roll saved it
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>20, Success!


Words have power and that Dalaran scripture wasn't designed to work with Draconic at all. They would be like water and oil, they won't mix and it could be the key in cracking that scripture open.

You kneeled next to the blue glowing scripture and started to think how to approach this. A ward or a hex needs power, that would come from your own mana, but it did need a conduit. So you wrote the glyph meaning Power on the neighbouring floorboard and wrote Strength and Endurance next to it. Finger of your gauntlet left a faint purple line where you dragged it on the wood as you continued to scribble.

Glyphs on protection, shielding were followed by glyphs giving other glyphs direction. Shielding against arcane, applying pressure on the Dalaran scripture. That was the hard part, how to describe it in a way that singles it out? In the end you used the glyph for Foreign and connected it with Arcane or Magic.

You had no idea if this would work. Absolutely no idea. You had no idea what would happen if this failed, what sort of feedback would hit you? Though that was the risk you would be willing to take.

In the end the Dalaran scripture was surrounded by faintly glowing Draconic lettering, each glyph connected into others as groups that were then connected together in this circular pattern. You had copied what you had seen Eligius to do to maintain the anti-magic wards and what Lady Nalice had written on your chest to keep the Fel in control. If this worked, how many non-dragons knew about this sort of magic? Probably not that many. If Jaina would know she would be so jealous.

But if this works, that's the question.

Placing your hands next to the glyphs, you gave the final glance at your knights. They seemed fine if unresponsive. Alright, it's time to flow your own mana into the glyphs and power them up.

It was now or never.


>3d10, Best of three
>DC 25, Crit 30

QM: Yeah you chose the hardest option. The DC would have been higher if you hadn't succeeded in the last roll.
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Rolled 9, 1, 7 = 17 (3d10)

>>6143237
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Rolled 10, 7, 1 = 18 (3d10)

>>6143237
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Rolled 4, 2, 4 = 10 (3d10)

>>6143237
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>>6143237
Yeah... we rarely roll a 25. Had I known it was THIS hard I would've voted for the Roundel Dagger.
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>>6143257
Oof I thought the last roll was the hard part lol.
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>18, Failure!


Concentrating on the mana inside you, you slowly made it flow into your arms and then hands. The scorching warmth of your mana spread through your body and you started to feel it leave through your palms and move into the glyphs you had written down.

At that point you started to chant in Draconic. Repeating the words "cleansing fire give me strength" time and time again as the glyphs started to slowly glow brighter.

You chanted as sweat beads appeared on your brow and you dragged every single drop of mana within you towards your arms and hands.

Then there was an effect, the Dalaran scripture looked like it had started to glow more brightly. Emitting blue light, several sparks of lighting struck out from it, but were stopped by an invisible barrier erected around it by your Draconic writing. It was working, what you were doing was working!

But your concentrating started to falter as it became harder and harder to pour more mana into the Draconic glyphs. And then the counterspell in the Dalaran scripture started to glow brighter than the rest. The counter tampering spell started to activate. You had no idea what the counterspell would do and if it would and how it would even react to the Draconic, but would you take that chance?

Lighting arced out and got through your glyphs as the some of the final drops of your mana were poured into your spell. You saw how some lettering in the Dalaran scripture looked like they were burning out and turning into cinder, you had made some progress, but not enough to finish it fully.

This only left you a hand of not so great, bad and awful options.


>You have the Fel inside you. Use it to fuel the glyphs and burn a good portion of it away in one go. Previous DC -7
>Draw your Rondel Dagger and jam it into the scripture. Though anti-magic weapon interrupting an active spell might cascade out. Previous DC -4
>Exhaust yourself fully and find the last few drops of mana inside you and get this job through. Previous DC -1
>Allow the counterspell to activate and see how it reacts with the Draconic glyphs. Aurvan’kal is enchanted armour it might protect you, maybe.
>Run! Just leg it! Your knights will survive, right?

QM: DC modifiers affect both the normal DC and the Crit of the next rolls that will follow. For example modifier of -10 would drop the DC 25 to DC 15. This is the last update of today so plenty of time to vote.
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>>6143272
>You have the Fel inside you. Use it to fuel the glyphs and burn a good portion of it away in one go. Previous DC -7

DC 21 with the Rondel Dagger is still a pretty big ask, DC 18 on the Fel I can work with.
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>>6143272
>>Draw your Rondel Dagger and jam it into the scripture. Though anti-magic weapon interrupting an active spell might cascade out. Previous DC -4
Dont fell at me. No felric ever.
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>>6143293
But if he fails and gets injured his promise with Malevus for those ears is broken, Gravis and boys could get hurt too.
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>>6143272
>You have the Fel inside you. Use it to fuel the glyphs and burn a good portion of it away in one go. Previous DC -7

>>6143293
>>6143315
The whole point of Fel is that you need to sacrifice life force for it is it not? We've expended it before with no ill effect have we not? This could kill two birds with one stone, rid ourselves of both a lot of Fel and of this meddlesome spell.
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>>6143272
>Draw your Rondel Dagger and jam it into the scripture. Though anti-magic weapon interrupting an active spell might cascade out. Previous DC -4

Stop being prone to evil when we roll bad once... s m d h

Guys just dagger it we'll be fine. Like qm said we're in magic armor it won't hurt us that bad.
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>>6143322
Using Fel is evil now? Acquiring Fel is what is evil anon.
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>>6143272
>>Draw your Rondel Dagger and jam it into the scripture. Though anti-magic weapon interrupting an active spell might cascade out. Previous DC -4

bruh use the dagger
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>>6143272
>You have the Fel inside you. Use it to fuel the glyphs and burn a good portion of it away in one go. Previous DC -7
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>>6143272
No, screw the fel garbage.

>Draw your Rondel Dagger and jam it into the scripture. Though anti-magic weapon interrupting an active spell might cascade out. Previous DC -4
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3 - 4 Rondel Dagger wins! Let's jam it in! Best of four thanks to some damage to the scripture already having been done.


>3d10, Best of four
>DC 21, Crit 26
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Rolled 4, 9, 10 = 23 (3d10)

>>6143603
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Rolled 8, 8, 8 = 24 (3d10)

>>6143603
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Rolled 1, 9, 6 = 16 (3d10)

>>6143603
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Rolled 4, 7, 2 = 13 (3d10)

>>6143603
This might be one of the first times we used the dagger i think. No matter, best call the mages later (or no?). So we get an idea of wtf happened here and then move ahead for kill gnolls

Might want to sign this house on the map for future conquest
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>24, Success!


Without thinking any longer, you drew your rondel dagger off your belt and raised it up above your head. Grabbing it with both hands, you struck it down straight into the smouldering scripture.

The moment the blade bit into the wood something happened. The arcs of arcane lighting that erupted from the scripture intensified for a second, several of them travelling up your arms, but thankfully stopping before going any further.

And then it felt like the scripture collapsed into itself with a mighty thunderclap. It was like thunder had struck just in front of you, the shockwave threw you on your back and the loud noise made your ears ring. It was enough for one of the ruined walls as it fell over and loose stone and masonry fell apart around you.

Laying on your back staring at the sky, your ears kept ringing and your whole body hurt. You tried to take a couple deep breaths and push yourself up, but found your body oddly unresponsive for a couple of moments before you rolled on your stomach. Your knights, now that you saw them, were all on the ground motionless. The illusion on them had been broken. And based on the loud thunderclap and with the ruins shaking apart, it wouldn't take long for everyone to notice and come help you.

It took all of your strength for you to push yourself back on your knees. Looking at your arms, you found them still there, but the mithril and truesilver alloy of Aurvan’kal was faintly smoking. It seemed to have absorbed or reflected most of the damage away. One by one you went through your fingers, they all moved. Barely, but they still moved. Numb from the shock and pain, you still used them to push yourself up to your feet and with both hands carefully lifted your helmet off, letting it fall to the ground.

Around you was a scene of a disaster. Parts of the ruined farmstead had been thrown all around, your knights on the ground behind you. And then where the scripture had been.

Oh great…

You didn't need to even try as you felt it and saw it. What arcane remained of the scripture was whirling around where scorched and splintered floorboards were. Hues of purple and blue light waved around the air and slowly spread further away from the centre point. You didn't see where your dagger was, probably it had been thrown somewhere by the thunderclap, but you saw that some of your Draconic had survived and hadn't been blown apart by what just had happened.

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>>6143789

You stood there looking at it and went through several options in your mind. Leaving the arcane alone would be the easiest solution, it will dissipate sooner than later or your mages can safely dispel it away before any wild magic could form. But your Draconic writing was there and knowing the language and especially using it as part of your spell casting was supposed to be a huge secret. Hell, your magic training was a secret. Your mages aren't stupid, they would notice it and start asking questions.

A moment of weakness struck you and you nearly lost your balance. That really did some work on you, didn't it. Maybe you should just let it be and see how your men are doing. You can explain everything later to those whom it concerns. Or you could just use all this free arcane still visible in the air to burn the Draconic glyphs away and hide the evidence that way?


>Leave it be and see to your knights. You can explain things to those who realise what the Draconic glyphs are on a later date.
>Use the arcane in the air by yourself and set what remains of the Draconic on fire. Gets rid of the wild arcane as well.
>Draw the arcane around you within you to give you strength and push the creeping exhaustion away. Wouldn't differ that much from all the training you have done.
>Or you could just draw the Cinder Sword and hack the Draconic glyphs away.
>Other, write in.

QM: One last push, no rolls will be required. That 24 was a good roll. There was some feedback, but nothing too dangerous or giving lasting damage, hopefully.

Though there is one redheaded elf suddenly feeling very concerned and she doesn't know why. How would you explain all of this to Malevus? Did you break the promise already?
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>>6143791
>Draw the arcane around you within you to give you strength and push the creeping exhaustion away. Wouldn't differ that much from all the training you have done.
>Or you could just draw the Cinder Sword and hack the Draconic glyphs away.

Dudes would rather throw themselves on top of a magical IED than practice a legitimate time to use our extra mana pool which also burns it away.
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>>6143791
>Draw the arcane around you within you to give you strength and push the creeping exhaustion away. Wouldn't differ that much from all the training you have done.
>Or you could just draw the Cinder Sword and hack the Draconic glyphs away.
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>>6143791
>Draw the arcane around you within you to give you strength and push the creeping exhaustion away. Wouldn't differ that much from all the training you have done.
>Or you could just draw the Cinder Sword and hack the Draconic glyphs away.

>>6143811
What do you mean by that?
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Rolled 1, 8, 7 = 16 (3d10)

>>6143603
Oh boy here we go
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>>6143791
>>6143811
support, lets learn Evocation
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>>6143847
Just calling the trap a bomb, and the fel as our extra mana pool, which is supposedly finite. Though 10 years of a dragons life turned down into high quality fel might be so much that it might never run out in Alric's lifetime.
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>>6143903
Oh now I get it. Yeah I agree, I don't get the aversion to using Fel at all costs. I agree to not make a habit of it so it doesn't become a crutch but even in this critical circumstance? That I don't get.

>Though 10 years of a dragons life turned down into high quality fel might be so much that it might never run out in Alric's lifetime.
Counterpoint: that Fel was spent restarting Alric's heart so the Fel that remains in Alric is the scraps of that spell, I still think it's a lot but definetly not a lifetime's worth.
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>>6143924
Perhaps, perhaps. Though Nalice having to tattoo Alrics chest with dragon runes just to seal the fel in tells me its a lot. Which reminds me I hope we get another chance for Nalice to work on those tattoo runes for an upgrade, we almost crit for that but just missed it last time.
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>>6143791
>>Draw the arcane around you within you to give you strength and push the creeping exhaustion away. Wouldn't differ that much from all the training you have done.
>>Or you could just draw the Cinder Sword and hack the Draconic glyphs away.
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>>6143791
>Draw the arcane around you within you to give you strength and push the creeping exhaustion away. Wouldn't differ that much from all the training you have done.
>Or you could just draw the Cinder Sword and hack the Draconic glyphs away.
Operation no evidence go ! Don't look at my magical armor smoking it doesn't mean anything !

Is kinda hilarious that the campaign barely started and we are tired and smoking already. On the other hand this is a free birthday gift for Garithos, it was probably for the best to not concern ourselves with a random abandoned house has the commander of the expedition and just think about doing the campaign.

Have the men find our dagger and then stay on rest duty. Last thing we need is feeling like shit, when we need to be at the top of our game and kill gnolls. We have not yet wet Cinder Sword with their blood.

>How would you explain all of this to Malevus? Did you break the promise already?
No clue !
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The cellar of Lady Nalice had been set up with multiple wards to prevent magic from leaking out and concealing its presence. It also made the natural amount of arcane all around you to not get in as easily. It has made your training more difficult and also more secure on purpose. It's a bit like some knights wear extra weights during their training to get stronger than normally.

And the situation was nearly just like during your training. Instead of just artificially created draught of arcane, there was plenty of it around you.

Walking to where the scripture had been, you recognised how the air felt around you. It was just like when you approached the tomb of that death knight, but instead of the oppressive Fel all around you, it was the much more benign arcane. You imagined if you were to visit Dalaran or Quel’thalas, it would probably feel something like this.

Raising your right arm, you concentrated on the arcane around you. Just like in your training, slowly you started to draw it in. Feeling the arcane seeping into you, it felt calming yet at the same time cold and alien. Within it though were some slivers or your own mana that hadn't completely been burned away or dissipated already and as they mixed together, you felt better at controlling the foreign arcane. Within you it started to mix with the raging inferno of the nature of your mana. Like dropping chunks of ice into a pool of liquid fire. It was a soothing feeling and you felt reinvigorated to a certain extent as the mana spread within you.

There was one more job to be done, moving your arm, you placed your hand on the hilt of the Cinder Sword. The familiar feeling of the hilt made your fingers remember their strength as you pulled it out and without a snap ignited it. Lifting the sword up with both of your hands, you brought it down on the remaining Draconic glyphs. Each strike snuffing out the arcane writing and removing them from existence. A couple more swings and the job was done. Any and all evidence had been removed.

Sheathing the sword, you turned around and saw your knights still on the ground not moving. Smiling through your exhaustion, you took a couple steps before losing your balance, the thunderclap most likely had messed with your sense of balance as your ears still kept ringing. Making a semi-controlled fall, you rolled on your back and found yourself staring at the sky again.

Sighing, you ran your gauntleted hands through your hair. Your knights should be fine, probably just dazed as hell. Now just to wait for others to arrive to see what happened.



It was Lieutenant Radan who reached you first. You hadn't heard him arriving, but felt his running steps on the ground. And when his rat-like face appeared in your vision, he clearly was panicking.

"I'm fine, see to Gravis and the knights!" You shouted at him, ringing ears making it difficult for you to judge how loudly you were speaking. "I can't hear shit, my ears are ringing!"

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>>6144138

You recognised him mouthing 'what happened?'

"It was a magical trap, an illusion! Get the mages here as well to check everything!" You shouted again.

Lieutenant Radan nodded to you as a couple of his men arrived to help you to sit back up. You brushed them off after finding a block of stone to sit on.

Watching as Radan and others went to see the knights, you got the confirmation that they were alive, but barely responding to talking. Forcibly getting yanked out of the illusion probably wasn't a fun experience and so now they were all quite dazed.

And then you had to go through the same explanations with all of your officers who had hurried to the scene. After a couple of them you just pointed at Captain Cromwell who had taken control of the situation to repeat what you had said.

Really annoying to not hear anything properly.



"I'm fine, I said I am fine." You said to Raleigh the True who wanted to give you a full check. You were still speaking louder than you should, but at least you could hear a bit as your hearing was returning and your balance had returned.

Raleigh bowed and picked up his warhammer as he walked back to the knights who were now woken up and sitting.

Your mages Boyd and Williams had checked the ruins for any further traps and had found nothing. The place was now secure, you had successfully removed the scripture. Well they had found something, now thrown and scattered to the corners of the ruined farmstead were a trio of skeletons. Human skeletons. Probably victims of the illusion from the past.

"Prince Alric." Jon Boyd greeted you. The normally jovial pyromancer seemed quite serious at the moment. Similarly the Arcanist Luke Williams with his scared face and scared bald head seemed quite stern.

"Speak a bit louder. I still have trouble hearing." You replied to him as Captain Cromwell joined the three of you.

"We have our own theory, but what happened Prince Alric?" Boyd asked you. "We have talked with the twins and others already, but we would like to know what you experienced?"

How would you even explain this all?


What happened?
>Write in

QM: Let's see if any of you actually guess correctly what exactly happened. Oh you also took a step closer to learn Mana Drain.

>>6144123
>No clue!

You better think something!
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>>6144139
"It seemed to be a normal homestead, vegetables growing in the yard next to livestock, immediately vacated perhaps because of myself appearing with weapons drawn. Then I got drawn in and found myself repeating actions. Again and again, not conscious of what came before until some spark of recognition like from a whisper or voice. I drew on that, relied on it and pushed my out to my men. It then felt like feedback from forcing out where the place blew out!"

>actual thoughts
We have confirmation of Dalaran runes being used, so it seems unlikely to be Bronze Dragonflight time fuckery.
Instead I expect this might have been the location of some Second War artifact with a relatively passive trap designed to ensnare any casual observers forever in a logic loop, cast by an official or rogue mage trained by Dalaran.
Knowing our luck, it might even be another site where Alliance soldiers have been hastily buried.
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>>6144139
>Write in
"We walked in carefully. It seemed like someone was living in these ruins with a fairly well maintained garden and a small fire. Then it seemed as if my knights had vanished, events started to repeat. Its not the first time I've come face to face with illusions, I once visited the Barov estate where much of it is altered in subtle ways. I did my best to disbelieve what my eyes could see and took out my Rondel Dagger, it has some anti-magic properties so I used it to feel around hoping I could find and carve up whatever trap laid here. I thought I found some script carved in the wood flooring and went at it, then it must have blown up in my face and brought down some wall."

"Now if you could help find my dagger and whatever else is here?"

Hmm any chance these thoughts would be close? >>6143060
If it was a second war trap set by a Dalaran mage I would have expected some orc skeletons, but that was also quite a few years ago which would be quite the shelf life.
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Dalaran trained, or trained by someone who was, and strong in illusion magic. Given enchanted items can hold their magic for quite a while it makes sense that a trap could be maintained, barring enough protection from the elements.

Theres also the fact it had a counterspell built into it. The maker expected that a mage might arrive and try to tamper with it or break out, and they prepared against that. Prepared a violent blast that could have killed someone without a really nice enchanted armor, unless that part was more from how we did it. Still a person would starve and die if the skeletons are anything to go by.

Like anon said and they could be dead soldiers who didn't want their bodies to be used by orc necromancers. Although at that point and with a mage present perhaps they could have just made a pyre, I don't think they can raise ashes. Or were they too injured to move and it was made to protect them while they wait. Doesn't really explain why the illusion would include a fire and smoke that would obviously lure people in if they happened by, which speaks to wanting people to come in and get trapped rather then to protect anything like soldiers or a hidden workshop.

To be skeletons they must have decomposed for some time. Kind of surprised theres no animal skeletons, but maybe they have a sense for staying away. No gnolls or murlocs either but if its just too far from their territory fine. Hunters or Syndicate or bandits oh my.


If it was the Second War they must have invested a considerable amount of power so why not make such a trap somewhere an enemy was almost certain to visit rather then all the way out here? Why make it in such a way that it draws people in with an illusion of smoke from a fire, If this was a place they wanted hidden it shouldn't be made to draw people in.

On the other hand what if someone wanted bodies without having to personally kill people, without digging up bodies from graveyards or crypts, and all the mess these could entail. A trap that draws people in and lets them die without much fuss, easily explained as killed by gnolls or something out in the wild. If some mage got caught and tried to break out a counterspell was prepared with a considerable explosion to destroy evidence. If occasionally they could come by and take some bodies or skeletons as they wanted then this sort of setup might be handy.
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On the other hand what if I focus on the spell trap itself. The spell showed Alric a future which drew from his own memories and mind, one where he had taken a darker shortcut to gain his ambitions but had lost something important, in his case the affection of future Malevus. Quite bitter sweet. Rather an interesting choice for some mage to create, they wanted each vision to be very personal. Wanted them to feel like they had lost something precious for their ambitions? It was also designed with a mage in mind considering the counterspell.

Did a mage make this to kill another mage who had broken their heart for some ambition? They both died there or it got the intended target, then some other people also wandered in later?

The mage had a lover and that lover was cheating with someone else. The mage invited them both here where they all became trapped in a bittersweet illusion and died together.
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>>6144139
"We walked in carefully as it seemed like someone had built a home in the ruins with a fairly well maintained garden and a small fire. Then, when I was inside, I found myself alone repeating the same thoughts and actions over and over again but being unable to fully recognize it. Its not the first time I've come face to face with illusions, I once visited the Barov estate where much of it is altered in subtle ways and it gave off a strange feeling. I felt that feeling here too, so I kept focusing on that until the illusion fell away.

The moment I opened my eyes, the farmstead was around me but in ruins. The knights were also there but stood still like in a daze and when I looked down I saw a scripture on one of the floorboards with glowing blue letters. Thinking I could solve the problem with the anti magical properties of my Roundel Dagger, I stabbed it... and it blew up. Where is my dagger anyway?"
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"Take a seat, because this will take a while." You told them and sat back down on a piece of masonry.

"You spoke with Rovers so you know what we saw. A farmstead tucked within these ruins, a vegetable patch and faint trickle of smoke." You spoke and Williams nodded in response. "So I ordered the army to continue while me and the knights come here to investigate who is living here."

Cromwell and the mages sat down as well to listen.

"We approached this place, saw the garden, saw some pigs and a cow over there." You pointed at a spot on the ground that was just dirt and grass with some odd piece of rotten wood extruding out from the ground. Maybe there were some animals there once back in the time.

"The place was vacated, no sight of any soul around here. Gravis opened the door and we went in with our swords drawn and there was again no one there and then there was no one there. The knights were gone and I ended up going through the same motions again and again." You told them and took a pause to drink some water. "I don't know exactly why the illusion didn't impact me like it did with the others, maybe because I was familiar with the feeling…"

"Familiar, how?" Boyd asked you and seemed curious.

"I am friends with Lady Barov, she has showcased her illusions to me and I have visited their estate that is wrong in many subtle ways." You told him and continued. "And I saw her turn what is false into reality here in Durnholde last winter."

"You saw that spell of hers!" Boyd shouted out. "Everyone knows how skilled Lady Barov is, but outside of select few Archmages, not many have seen full extent of her skills."

Boyd seemed to hold Jandice in high regard, well she was an Archmage proud of herself, but maybe this was the gap between Underbelly rejects and her.

"Or it was The Morningstar, Aurvan’kal. It is made by probably the best armoursmith in the whole Lordaeron and I know it is enchanted to provide protection against magical blows." You spoke and continued. "Either way, the illusion couldn't grab a hold of me and I managed to break it."

Williams started to write in the air, reading his shorthand proved difficult especially as he shortened his words quite a lot and they were wrong way around.

"Luke asks, what did the illusion show you?" Boyd read the message for you.

"I was the King in Alterac City, but… it wasn't a pleasant vision." You said to them and didn't elaborate further.

Williams seemed to think as he scratched his chin and then signalled for you to continue.

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>>6144347

"Well when I found myself back in the farmstead, I saw the knights standing around in this daze and I noticed glowing blue scripture on one of the floorboards." You said and the eyes of Williams became wide open. "So I took out my rondel dagger and jammed it hard into the scripture."

"Dagger?" Boyd asked.

"Made by the weaponsmiths of Capital City to be used against elementals, I thought its anti-magic properties would work against the illusion." You said to them. "And you heard what happened. A thunderclap, like thunder had struck in front of me."

Williams again wrote in the air, this time asking you to describe the scripture. You told him as much as you could, without revealing that you recognised it as from Dalaran or the parts of it.

"What do you think it was?" Boyd asked you what Williams wanted to know.

"Truth to be told I don't know. It was a trap, but by whom?" You said and shrugged.

Williams started to write again and Boyd read what he had to say as the arcane letters quickly faced away in the air.

"Mages from Dalaran casted these traps into abandoned houses and other locations during the Second War. They were supposed to attract the orcs in and then strike them with whatever effect they had." Boyd read the writing hanging in the air. "Fireballs, ice storms, enraged elementals and so on."

"In this case you triggered one that traps people within into an illusion while their real bodies wither away." Boyd said to you.

"By Uther's beard." Cromwell said. "But those are human skeletons."

"The trap didn't catch any orcs, just whoever was unlucky to travel here." Boyd said to him.

"The location does make sense. The Horde marched past these lands after razing Southshore and striking Tarren Mill." Cromwell said back.

"So it was an illusion trap, but what about the thunderclap?" You asked, knowing the answer.

"Prince Alric, you triggered the anti-tampering magic when you struck it." Boyd read what Williams wrote again. "You nearly got hit by lightning."

"Fuck me. Well shit that was close." You could only say to yourself. The dagger had worked, but it had been a tad too close for comfort. "Well that is what happened, are you happy Mr. Williams?"

Luke Williams nodded, the mute mage had satisfied his want for knowledge and identified the Dalaran scripture. An illusion landmine, terrifying prospect really.

"Captain, the word and the news will spread so better to best them by being first. Send runners to the other columns to warn them from not approaching any ruins and to camp for the rest of the day." You said and looked up to see where the sun was. Late afternoon, a couple hours of lost marching time. "Tell them the truth, a relic of the Second War nearly got me and inform them that a meeting between the column commanders will be held in my camp tomorrow morning."

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>>6144350

Captain Cromwell nodded and stood up.

"One more thing, find my dagger please. I Wouldn't want to lose it." You said to them. "Actually two, bury the skeletons. They deserve a chance to rest."



The sun had started to slowly make its way behind the hills as your soldiers had set up the camp.

Being stripped of your armour, you had taken your walking cane which you now needed, put on your glasses and chaperon before making rounds amongst your soldiers. They needed to see you even if you felt tired and your hands still lacked most of their strength. The feedback from disarming the trap had struck your arms, but thankfully there weren't any signs of damage on your skin. It was just your familiar feedback without lasting damage, it would go away in a day or two. The arcane that you had absorbed kept you going, but a good night of sleep was what you really wanted.

Though there were some good news. Gravis and his knights were all up and talking. Outwardly they seemed fine, but it must have been a nasty experience. And they found the rondel dagger, it had been thrown halfway across the valley and had been found sticking up in grass without signs of damage.

Now just, you had things to do. As much as you wanted to put this behind you, things needed to be handled.


>Clean Aurvan’kal and use that time to concentrate on the mana inside you. You want to be able to process the foreign arcane within you properly.
>Talk with Gravis and the knights about what happened. What did they see in their illusions?
>Allow Raleigh the True to examine you fully. He is a Paladin, if you are hurt he can heal you or at least bless you.
>Speak with your mages about the illusion and the magic behind it. They must have some opinions about it.
>Other, write in

QM: So how about Malevus?
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>>6144354
>Allow Raleigh the True to examine you fully. He is a Paladin, if you are hurt he can heal you or at least bless you.
>Talk with Gravis and the knights about what happened. What did they see in their illusions?
>Clean Aurvan’kal and use that time to concentrate on the mana inside you. You want to be able to process the foreign arcane within you properly.
In this order, we can talk with the mages tomorrow morning. The talk with Gravis and the knights could be a cool character moment too, who are the other knights and what are they like? Raleigh too I suppose but he's been quiet for a very long time.

>So how about Malevus?
https://youtube.com/watch?v=jRe13MVl9I8
"Twas but a scratch my Malevus!"

That's how.
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>>6144354
Tfw it wasn't a lovers tragic murder suicide or a psychopath necromancer's body collector. Sad. Dalaran really just never came back to clean up it's landmines. Send them the cleaning bill.

>Talk with Gravis and the knights about what happened. What did they see in their illusions
>Speak with your mages about the illusion and the magic behind it. They must have some opinions about it.

A good talk with the boys. Almost getting done in if not for ol Alric probably shook them up a bit. Wouldn't mind a chat with the mages either. Then maybe clean Kally and the mana before bed.

Dear Malevus
Something about relics of past wars come back to haunt us. Also it showed me an illusion of you that had lost affection for me, it was terrible. If only there was someone to comfort me in these dark times.
-Alric
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>>6144354
>And they found the rondel dagger, it had been thrown halfway across the valley and had been found sticking up in grass without signs of damage.
A ration of ale for the squad who found it!

>>6144388
support options

>Malevus
Dear Malevus,

Firstly know that I am safe. I had become ensnared early in the campaign within an illusion that seemed to present an alternate future of my kingship, you were there but as a courtly knight only. The loss of what we have now in this situation was my source of strength to break free, I know that to be true.
-Your Alric
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Raleigh and the knights before cleaning your armour. I will most likely write the update tomorrow so could I have the rolls for it.

This is not about the weather this time.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll
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Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>6144810
>This is not about the weather this time.
OR IS IT?
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>>6144810
Ya know I'm surprised we don't have Raleigh on the front lines a bit more. He is a fullblown Paladin right? A bit past his prime, but they do have quite a few powers. Although I suppose if his specialty really is healing then let the man do his job.
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Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>6144810
You dont need a third roll but il do it anyway.
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No update today, I have been swamped with work after a nice little big snow storm fucking things up for us.

Though to keep some activity up, I will ask you lot what lessons or practical ideas Alric could get out of the whole illusion trap episode? And how to put the lessons in use?

>>6144866

Raleigh has been in the frontlines, patrolling or with the army in Strahnbrad Hills, but why Alric doesn't interact with him comes from simple reason. He is a Paladin of Silver Hand, Silver Hand destroyed Alterac, Raleigh is heavily suspected by everyone to act as a spy for Silver Hand which was confirmed by Father Hampton. No wonder everyone keeps their distance to him. Alric has also been careful with him due to the Fel inside him and magic training, though Nalice did say to not worry about him.

Which suits him as he is a dour and not that social figure otherwise.
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>>6145316
Starting with the arcane traps I might be tempted to employ those against the ogres or trolls or blackrock raiders and syndicate. We have a lot more land to cover with patrols so this could ease up on the manpower required. The trouble of accidentally catching innocents or even inexperienced patrols, we could try nonlethal traps where that's a concern. It shoots up a flare or a thunderclap without being quite so lethal. An arcane slow spell, or a naturalist spell for entangling people in roots or magic mud. Make sure it doesn't go off on animals. Could it be used to help secure an important building or two, like if the mines ever got attacked again.

Alric figuring out how to make a set of runes to fight against foreign arcane/magic power is pretty handy. If he can figure out how to put that covertly on himself he could perhaps have a workaround counter spell, ideally without interfering with his armors magic which also protects him, atleast from more direct attacks. On his shield, or the inside of some clothes, more temporary tattoos lol.
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>>6145428
Although if he's got the armor on perhaps he could pour into the armor's protections by runes directing the flow of his own magic. If he thinks he's about to get killed with a big spell, something hopefully even Alric's limited magic sense can feel, pour the fel in too so he can tank it and keep swinging.
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If we can manage to take in arcane from around us, or from Mana Drain, it will help cope with exhaustion. What can we do to actually make that easier other then set off magic IEDs? Some sort of meditation setup in our tent like a sitting pillow or table that has all the necessary scripts worked into it perhaps, or just eat the time it takes to redraw it every time.

Magic is scary. This illusion magic in particular can get inside you and pull stuff straight out of your head if you can't resist it, or let it in. The Aurvan’kal couldn't stop that kind of magic, so work on a proven protection with Arcane, Dragon Runes, or Fel itself if need be. The Fel came in pretty handy here helping to break the illusion so we can do that again. Would it also work against the warlock Fear spell? Maybe try that with Eligius later.

The Rondel Dagger does work to disrupt or disperse magic and not just elementals. Could Alric slice through firebolts and shadow bolts to some effectiveness in situations where he didn't have his shield and armor? Cindersword in one hand dagger in the other, a sort of duelist arrangement or whatever best describes that setup. While wearing his more courtly magic outfit.

Could have kept a mage with Alric to spot the trap or be in better position to react. That would be a wiser policy than Alric and co. being the canaries, but we need another mage we can trust so we can still get experience in using our options. Should make a focus on trying to gain the loyalty of one of the mages in particular. Madam Martin, Jon Boyd, Luke Williams. Surena Caledon. Jandice Barov.

Probably not Williams since I'm almost certain he is the Dalaran spy, but turning agents is cool and useful, plus it would be a cool story to learn about how he got captured by orcs and lived. Boyd seems like a good guy who just wants to do magic even if he has to learn the hard way after getting rejected, and he specs fire magic. I like Madam Martin a lot though with her style and being friendly with the witches. That she probably needed to do dissections and study of exotic materials to deepen her studies in particular, and that coming off as creepy to other people ends up with her in the Underbelly and not able to release all her findings. Good loving Jandice if it didn't mean she'd have to turn her back on her family and her career.

Dalaran wizards really do be leaving death traps in the backyard for some schmuck to step in. To be fair the mage probably died before he could report it, or the report was lost in other wartime paperwork. If we ever wanted to actually expand into this area (or other such rural post war areas) after clearing out the gnolls it might be wise to send in mages and scouts to clear Second War magic mines. Our own or Dalaran's if we don't mind them snooping about.

What if someone took the extreme limit to a magic trap like the one Alric stumbled into? Could it effect a massive area for years, would it become a massive explosion
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Your knights stayed together, they had taken off their armours as they sat underneath the tarps set up for them. You smiled as you took a seat on the tarp laid on the ground in front of them, crossing your legs and took a long gulp from the waterskin handed to you. The black arming jacket and trousers matched with your long black hair as you brushed your hair off your eyes camouflaged by your glasses.

“It is good to see you three.” You said to them.

“Same to you Prince Alric.” Gravis replied. It was odd to see him outside his black plate, the man just somewhat older than you with his long black hair could have been mistaken as a copy of you.

“Are you three alright?” You asked them.

“We are, thank you Prince Alric.” Gravis said to you. “We are knackered, but alive.”

“Couldn’t have wanted a better wake up than this.” Thomas said.

“Well good, because I wanted to ask you what you saw in your illusions?” You asked them.

Gravis, Thomas and Joe looked at you curiously before you chose to speak.

“I saw myself as the King in Alterac, but the details… they weren’t what I would have chosen and that helped me to wake up from it.” You told them. “How about you Lieutenant Gravis?”

“I saw you as my King…” He said to you and hesitated for a second. He wasn’t telling you everything. “You stood there amongst us and ruled righteously.”

“Thomas?” You asked.

“My homestead, from before the war…” He said to you. “The Second War took it from me.”

“I am sorry to hear that.” You replied, understanding the implication.

“Don’t be, I am now your knight.” Thomas replied.

“How about you Joe?” You asked him next.

“Nothing.” He said.

“Nothing?”

“Nothing. We entered the farmstead and the next thing I remember was of us on the ground.” Joe, the shortest of the knights told you.

It was hard to believe. He must have seen something.

“Nothing?” You asked again.

“Nothing, I swear my Prince, nothing.” Joe insisted.

He was either lying because what he saw was too embarrassing to mention or he actually didn’t see anything. If you were a betting man, you would have put your money on former.

“Alright Joe, if you don’t want to tell us.” You said to him and looked at your knights. “What matters is that you all are here, that you escaped the illusion.”

“Of course.” Gravis replied.

“I can’t have you stay behind. You are my nights, my bodyguards.” You told them. “Whatever happens, you are supposed to be by my side.”

“You don’t have to tell us that Prince Alric.” Gravis told you.

“Good, because I don’t expect myself to repeat myself.” You said and stood up. “Tomorrow is going to be a long day, so please catch some rest.”

Your knights nodded to you, but Gravis stood up to give you a bow.

“Till tomorrow.”

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“Till tomorrow?” Gravis asked you, he had followed you a couple steps and looked at you.

Your knight had cornered you against the lone horse cart used by your troops.

“Sir Gravis of Knott, what is the meaning of this?” You asked him, choosing to use his full name.

He took a step towards to you. He was unarmed, and couldn't pose a real threat to you.

“Sir Gravis.” You repeated yourself again.

“Prince Alric, after you broke the illusion, I woke up enough to see you do something with the… spell.” Gravis said to you.

Fuck, he had seen you drawing the arcane energy into you.

“What was it, I haven’t seen anything like that before.” He said to you and continued.” Prince Alric, are you a wizard?”

Gravis took another step closer. The knight was taller than you and forced you to look slightly up to see his eyes.

“What have you kept a secret?” He asked again.


>Absolutely nothing that concerns him. Push him and his concerns aside.
>Gravis should be concerned in defending you and not accusing you for being a wizard.
>What Gravis saw is a secret for a reason. You won’t talk about it again anymore.
>Your sister Beve is a mage, you being a mage is due to your lineage and it is a secret for a reason.
>Other, write in.
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>>6145897

Raleigh checked your arms, the sleeves of your shirt had been folded up and he went through your hands and wrists, before going up the arms. His cold hands felt calloused on your skin as he prodded and pulled from time to time.

He let go of them and placed his hand on your head before muttering a short prayer, suddenly you felt lighter, as if exhaustion had dissipated.

“Prince Alric, your arms are fine if somewhat shocked from the spell.” Raleigh said to you.

“Just shocked?” You asked him.

“Magic acts in a different ways Prince Alric. And with you it seems like numbness and tiredness.” He replied.

“Thank you Raleigh.” You said to him.

Raleigh had been very indifferent towards you, not reacting to the Fel inside you at all. Father Hampton had, he had noticed it and while Raleigh was a Paladin one generation after Hampton, he was no spring chicken. He should have noticed it.

“There is nothing wrong?” You asked him. “Nothing at all?”

“No Prince Alric, should there be?” He asked you.

“It was a quite thunderclap…” You mused aloud.

“Your arms were inflicted by it, but nothing more.” He responded and gave you a blank look.

Lady Nalice had said to you to not worry about Raleigh. Did she mean this with it, or what? What has she done? She must have done something.

“Thank you Raleigh.” You replied.

“It is my duty to serve you Prince Alric.” He said back to you.

“And I am glad to have you around.” You said and allowed him to bow and leave.

You had been warned of Raleigh and now he acted like a domesticated cattle. nalice must have done something to ensure his loyalty. A Red Dragon attaining the loyalty of a human, that sounded like a ploy done by a spymaster like her.

You would need to ask Nalice when you had a chance, but right now Raleigh didn’t seem like a threat and he wasn’t the actor to play his part. Especially when considering that you had been going around without your glasses for the better part of afternoon.


QM: Goddamn it fuck! A major pasting and posting error. This was supposed to be posted before talking to your knights. Reply to the previous post like you should after reading this.
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>>6145898
>Other, write in.
"You know well the secrets we keep are not always just ours. Would you rather know everything, or that I be someone who keeps their word?"

"What you saw is *our* secret now. What you didn't see was your charge throwing himself on that lightning trap rather than it hitting you, or Thomas, or Little Joe. I believe its supposed to be the other way around but that can be our secret too. I don't think it needs to be said but I'll say it anyways, I trust you with my life."

"Besides, its more like wizard in training."
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>>6145942
Its fine my Medivh, besides that kind of posting can work if you really wanted to dish out two votes at once. So I guess the votes were for how subdued Raleigh is and how much Gravis saw as he came out of the illusion. Quite dramatic for Gravis.
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>>6145964
rolls* not votes
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>>6145898
>Other, write in
>Say the truth but slightly bend it
"I am not a true wizard in the way someone like Jaina, Jandice or Kael'Thas Sunstrider would be, but I have been receiving training that enables me to detect and oppose harmful magic. My training though, in this case was useless, I had only seen through the illusion because of my experiences within the Barov estate. I tried to overcome the trap with my personal strength and almost paid the price for it, if it weren't for that dagger, it is possible that none of us would have been here today. Your prince defended you, knight. Now do your job and defend your prince."
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>>6145967
Oooh yeah thats a fun way to look at it. "My own humble talents don't qualify me to be what you may think. But some weapons, especially small ones, are at their most capable when underestimated."
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>>6145898
>>6145963
Support, we did our best to based on rudimentary knowledge to save ourselves. Alric is not a formal wizard that one would see in Dalaran, Gravis could think of Alric as a spellsword - learning what he can to protect himself and his country. This knowledge needs to safely protected and kept secret.
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>>6145898
>>6145963
support.
Theres nothing inherenty wrong with being a wizard.
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>>6145942
Continuing on things to make or add

A hidden meditation circle/ward we can bring with us on campaign, one designed after the circle Eligius and Nalice use to keep things hidden. For one we can put it among Malevus's things. Then I have few ideas. A rug that could be rolled up, or maybe even a dress thats more like a large toga, but this is mostly so the scripture can be hidden inside other elven style patterns and decorations. Just make sure Malevus has plenty of dresses and such.

Second idea is to have an oil lantern made, and on the bottom is a little hidden mechanism to turn so light can come out of the bottom. You hang the lantern from the ceiling or pole of the tent and it projects the circle onto the ground. Maybe incorporate this into a dark iron hookah which would also reinforce why he was alone for hours.

Third break it down into parts, the lantern and then a ring he carries that fits onto it has the scripture. The ring should be able to come apart into two pieces, the cover and the hollow part with holes that has the scripture, kind of in a Full Metal Alchemist mood so make it a snake or dragon eating its own tail. Or a Dragon and Hawk chasing one another so it matches the fancy outfit Nalice gave us. The light passes through the hollow ring and forms the magic circle around him. It does kind of assume that a circle of light and shadow works, but its also cool.

I kind of envision if he can make the ring float with magic and then keep a little flame floating inside then that would be very handy on the go.
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An invisible 'hand held' magic shield should be possible with the runes used during the trap incident.

'A ward or a hex needs power, that would come from your own mana, but it did need a conduit. So you wrote the glyph meaning Power on the neighbouring floorboard and wrote Strength and Endurance next to it. '

'Glyphs on protection, shielding were followed by glyphs giving other glyphs direction.' 'In the end you used the glyph for Foreign and connected it with Arcane or Magic.'

'several sparks of lighting struck out from it, but were stopped by an invisible barrier erected around it by your Draconic writing.'

So Alric writes these on his palm, on the back of his hand, or on the arm if he can't write small enough. Hes been trained to let his mana flow into his arms and into his hands so that shouldn't be too hard to do on the spot. Though if it works by putting them on the backside of the shield that would be good too. "Strange elvish runes on elvish crafts, nothing odd."
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Since Alric had to designate the target in the trap, which he made Foreign connected with Magic, if we know the right dragon rune he could in theory also block Metal. Slight issue being that Alric wears whatever mithril silver alloy metal armor, shield, and has a metal sword. If we were lucky he could use the same workaround by connecting Foreign with Metal, but I don't know if that would really work in the same way. I'm sure Alric knows what weapons these Gnolls were using during the last campaign, but have his studies come across Iron and Steel, maybe even Bronze or Copper Dragon Runes. In theory it should work, but if they suddenly advanced or degraded their metallurgy it would be rather awkward when it just passes through. Or if there was a sword that was more rust than iron lol.
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>>6146048
The lantern arcane circle is a really cool idea, but it would require a very capable craftsman.
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>>6146570
Yeah that is a bit of trouble, atleast with the rug I think Malevus might be skilled enough in sewing. Maybe we got lucky with some of the people that migrated in among the Stonemasons and Underbelly folk for a really good craftsman. The most capable craftsman nearby are probably in Dalaran proper, or that isolation dwarf settlement we haven't visited. Though Southshore also makes some decent armors on the market.

We do have some Dark Irons around now atleast, some engineers and metal workers, so hopefully they have someone who is a Master.
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Another funny idea for when Alric has the 'anti-magic shield' on his hand. If we suppose illusion magic works off manipulating all or most of the senses, and most of the senses are on the head, Alric should put his anti-magic rune hand to his head and pump some magic into the setup. As long as he can keep the mana flowing it should make him mostly immune to illusions. He'd have to walk around with his hand on his head, but he might be able to go around the Barov estate and see everything as it truly is. Might work on other mental magic as well.
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Apologies, update is half-finished, but I am too tired to finish it today. It will have to wait till tomorrow.
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He took a step a bit too far. You couldn’t exactly let this go.

"You know well the secrets we keep are not always just ours. Would you rather know everything, or that I be someone who keeps their word?" You replied to him and crossed your arms. He had stepped a bit too close for your liking especially when taking in account him being your bodyguard. "What you saw is our secret now. What you didn't see was your Prince throwing himself on that lightning trap rather than it hitting you, or Thomas, or Joe. I believe it's supposed to be the other way around, but that can be our secret too. I don't think it needs to be said but I'll say it anyway, I trust you with my life."

You stared at him for a few seconds before shrugging.

"Besides, it's more like a wizard in training." You said to him and continued. "I am not a true wizard in the way someone like Lady Proudmoore, Lady Barov or Prince Kael'Thas Sunstrider would be, but I have been receiving training that enables me to detect and oppose harmful magic because I need that protection. My training though, in this case was near useless, I had only seen through the illusion because of my experiences within the Barov Estate. I tried to overcome the trap with my personal strength and almost paid the price for it. If it weren't for that dagger and my armour, it is possible that none of us would have been here today. Your Prince defended you, knight. Now do your job and defend your Prince."

“Or do you find what I have trained an obstacle too steep to be accepted?” You asked him as he didn’t answer immediately.

“No Prince Alric.” Gravis replied. “It is just that…”

“Should I reveal my trump cards for everyone to see? Sir Gravis of Knott, there have been multiple attempts on my life. I need my robes, armour and this training to stay alive.” You told him and continued. “Sooner than later my magic training will be known by all, but before that happens I am going to have the advantage over my enemies.”

You took a step away from him and turned to look at him. Even without his armour the knight was taller and larger than you, but your dressing down had seemed to work.

“So how is it, do we have a problem?”

“No Prince Alric.” He replied.

“Good, because I don’t have a problem with you either. Tomorrow is a new day and after a night full of good sleep we are all refreshed and full of energy.” You said to him and gave him a slight smile. “Isn’t that right?”

“Yes Prince Alric.” He replied to you again.

“Good, then rest well Sir Gravis.” You said and walked away from him.

You had a hunch that you would be having this discussion again in the future when more events of you using magic will be seen by others. There were big benefits in keeping your skills a secret, but also when everything is revealed, your skills should act as a deterrence itself.

Either way, you were getting tired and you still had things to do.

You had to write a couple letters, one of them to your girlfriend which you dreaded the most.

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>>6147348


Having retreated underneath your tarp cover, you had taken out your quill and ink to note down the couple letters, starting with the most difficult one. The one to Malevus. News of the event will reach her fast if not already and you wanted her to not be worried. And so you started writing the letter down in your still rudimentary Elvish, this way she knew that it was you writing it.

“Firstly, know that I am safe. I had become ensnared within a relic of a past war, an illusion made by the mages of Dalaran, that seemed to present an alternate future of my kingship. It showed me what I want, but you were there as well, but as a courtly knight only. The affection shared between us was all gone in exchange for a crown on my head. The loss of what we have now between us was my source of strength, what woke me up and I realised that it was just a mere illusion. It allowed me to break free, I know that to be true. I am fine, and I wish this letter finds you and relieves you of any worry you might have.

-Your Alric

PS. Next time we have a chance to meet Prince Kael, stomp on his feet for me.”

Well your letter would have sounded like that if you had written it in Common, your Elvish still wasn’t that good, but you hoped it would get the message around. And that post scriptum, well you were rather peeved about Dalaran leaving their traps laying around and Malevus could actually do it without causing a diplomatic incident.

Captain Cromwell had finished his daily report and had brought it to you. Putting this letter with the report, you send it to Malevus, she would receive it before the night arrives.

Next you started to write the two letters to the leaders of Dalaran. First to Lord Antonidas, the leader of Kirin Tor and second actually to Prince Kael’thas, whom you considered as your friend. The letter to Lord Antonidas was very polite and to the point, it described the events that had unfolded and your disappointment that these traps were still around…

Or it would have as your eyes started to droop and you placed the quill away for a second. Fighting against the creeping exhaustion was a losing battle and you didn’t remember closing your eyes for a second. Opening them once, you put the ink bottle away lest it tip over and let the exhaustion take you.

You fell asleep sitting and leaning next to the backpack holding your spare clothes and other bits.



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You woke up early, not as early as usual as the camp was already being torn apart around you, and found yourself under a blanket with your boots taken off. Someone had done that to you after you had fallen asleep and you hadn’t woken up even when manhandled. You would never learn who did it, but as you stretched your back it didn’t really matter. You needed that rest.

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One of the camp servants brought your breakfast and informed you that the other columns had been informed of yesterday’s events and that they would arrive soon for the meeting. A small set of chairs had been brought out and placed in the middle of the camp. You thanked the man and delved back into the half-finished letters as you ate the breakfast of dried dates and tea. The letter to Lord Antonidas was quite an official one, but the one you wrote to Prince Kael’thas was more detailed and it did make your apparent annoyance pretty clear. Dalaran should have removed the traps away already years ago and as the word spreads, there’s going to be quite many Alteracis and Durnholders unhappy about what had happened. Maybe it would be better to act quickly and prevent further issues?

When the other commanders started to arrive, you had finished the letters and had them delivered back to the basecamp for the postman to carry them to Dalaran. As the commanders took their seats, you stared at them through your darkened glasses. Captain Reginald, Mr. Langston and even Colonel Garithos had arrived here. Next to Captain Cromwell sat Captain Maxwell of the Stromgarde detachment and next to him was Sir Foecourt. And then you employed a trick you had read one of your ancestors had used quite often, as everyone had sat down and made their remarks on your fresh outlook and how fine you seemed to be, you stood up. This made everyone look up at you and allowed you to look down at them.

“Good morning everyone and thank you for coming to see me with this short notice.” You said to them and smiled as you put your arms behind your back and took steps around the officers. “I called you here to discuss several things, including the events of yesterday, but mostly the direction of our campaign.”

“The hills have been empty, but somehow you managed to stumble upon something.” Garithos sneered at you.

“You know me, always at the center of attention.” You replied to him and passed giving further remarks back. “Beside that, I have things I wish to discuss.”

“They would be what Prince Alric?” Sir Foecourt asked you, smartly diverting away from Garithos.


>Events of yesterday and details about the trap. The columns need to be extra careful as more relics of the Second War could be hidden in the hills.
>How the campaign has gone so far and what lessons have troops had.
>The basecamp is at the farms where it is quite safe, it starts to be quite far from your troops in case medical attention is needed. Should it be moved closer to the frontlines?
>The direction of the march. Go north towards the gnolls and Syndicate forces you knew to exist there, closer to Shoredon. Or start pivoting towards east towards the main gnoll territory?
>Other, write in.

QM: Updated map! Rolls were if the columns had taken the warnings close to their hearts and if you had gotten a good night of rest. You could have slept super awfully without anyone giving you the hand.
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>>6146773
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>>6147350
Lookin good Medivh, how did you like some of the lessons and ideas for Alric to try? Social wise next time I think I'll try to gun for something friendlier to ol Gravis, hes a good guy and one of the few guy friends Alric has, if colored by the prince and knight aspect. An 'I'm sorry for not telling you.' Some nice drinks or fancy gear. He was quite upset to step in like that.

>The direction of the march. Go north towards the gnolls and Syndicate forces you knew to exist there, closer to Shoredon. Or start pivoting towards east towards the main gnoll territory?
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>>6147350
>How the campaign has gone so far and what lessons have troops had.
Garithos remarks that the place is empty, must be peaceful. How are the siege engines going in the expedition caravan and on this land?
>Events of yesterday and details about the trap. The columns need to be extra careful as more relics of the Second War could be hidden in the hills.
Monitor & avoid inhabited human-like homes, but note their locations for later investigation. There were other corpses indicating other victims besides Alric and the knights trapped, it would be misfortune to be come like them.
>The direction of the march. Go north towards the gnolls and Syndicate forces you knew to exist there, closer to Shoredon. Or start pivoting towards east towards the main gnoll territory?
Can mounted scouts range ahead, my own suggestion is east to avoid bias - Alteraci forces can handle Shoredon.

Base camp should also move that gear up, maybe east of the trap house.
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>>6147350
>>Events of yesterday and details about the trap. The columns need to be extra careful as more relics of the Second War could be hidden in the hills.
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>>6147350
I wonder if the Dalaran people will feel like doing something, if we aren't done by then lol. Their trap almost killing the Commander of Durnholde's campaign. Almost killing a Prince, albeit a Perenolde, but one with a fair bit of appeal. Leaving some almost worst case scenario traps that killed humans, which means there are probably others as well. It is also a regional alliance lord that called on just about every neighbor, but I suppose they don't feel like they have to answer such calls. It'll take what, a week of riding to get over there from here? Might have time if they could teleport over to lend a hand, or political favor we could use in Stormwind.

>Events of yesterday .
Theres still hills to go that haven't been claimed by gnolls, and for good reason clearly. We don't have enough mages to protect every column, but if something for sure happens communicate it and we should be able to send them over. There were no animal skeletons found near the trap so maybe animals can actually pick up on the presence of these traps to some extent? I don't imagine we have any canaries lol, but horses and mules we got. Maybe some camp pets like guard dogs or rat catching cats.

>How the campaign
People having to watch where they step all the time in case theres a magic trap or bad pathing makes for good alertness training. Also its fuckin hot. Even Alric was sweating in his armor, though his is quite layered and hes not 100% recovered just yet, but its Summer. Lots of water breaks means more back and forth and pauses to water the animals unless they can last til camp time. Everyone make a water break at high noon, and double it as a time to reorient our column positions to what they should be. This pace has taken more time. Once we've hit the farthest north point we want, refresh our water rations from the river before we turn east.

>The basecamp
Having to pass through all this rocky ass possibly trapped terrain with wounded would suck, if it starts raining and turns into sucking mud it will double suck. If we go up north enough and clear that area we could use Shoredon as a secure hospital, even just across the river from Shoredon might be handy. Access to fresh water is pretty important, as is speed.

>The direction of the march.
We came to clear gnolls, so clear gnolls (and syndicate). It'll open up the area so we can use Shoredon for protection and better access of our field hospital. Idk if the number of boats is an issue but if we feel like doing a Caesar summon the engineers, and mages, to make a small bridge lol. The time clearing it might be good for training, maybe give time for that letter to reach Dalaran if they feel like doing anything. We can have the mountains to protect our left flank when we finally turn, might also be good for getting a view over the forest.
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>>6147350
>>The basecamp is at the farms where it is quite safe, it starts to be quite far from your troops in case medical attention is needed. Should it be moved closer to the frontlines?
>>The direction of the march. Go north towards the gnolls and Syndicate forces you knew to exist there, closer to Shoredon. Or start pivoting towards east towards the main gnoll territory?
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The map of the region was placed on the grass between the chairs, it had been updated by your recent progress and your current location next to the ruined farmstead and the trap set by the mages of Dalaran’s past.

“As you can see we have marched through these hills without much if any opposition. Mr. Langston faced some murlocs and I faced the trap laid by Dalaran, but outside of that these hills were just as empty as people said they would be.” You spoke to them. “But there must be a reason why these hills haven’t been captured or conquered by the gnolls, but we don’t know why? Is it the traps or what?”

“Do you have any ideas Prince Alric?” Maxwell asked as he studied the map.

“No, nothing.” You replied and were somewhat disappointed. “But what we know is that the trap laid by Dalaran did kill three men, we found three skeletons around it. We buried them and did the rites, but we found no animal skeletons.”

“Animals avoid them?” Foecourt asked you next.

“Maybe, so if you find ruins or anything else, send the animal in there first. Otherwise avoid them like a plague.” You said. “We don’t have enough mages or priests to deal with them so I have sent a letter to Dalaran to warn them of these traps. I don’t believe the letter will find them in time, but after this campaign is over, maybe Dalaran will find themselves responsible for their past actions.”

“The mages can’t be trusted Princeling, they do as they want.” Garithos said back.

“Yet they are part of the Alliance, your Alliance.” You replied. “Peculiar for them to not trust you, but they hear my words.”

Garithos chose to not speak any further.

“Mark the locations of ruins, avoid them. Our march will continue with the pace it has had. When we reach the northernmost portion of these hills, we need to refresh our water supplies. This summer heat will be the ruin of us if we don’t do that.” You said to them. “As much as the weather has been on our side, the heat hasn’t.”

“But the heat is not our only enemy, we need to think about what comes next and so I want the basecamp to be moved here, west of us into safety from the gnolls and close in case of casualties.” You said to them and continued near immediately. “Because all of us know that there’s going to be casualties.”

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You kept circling the officers and speaking to them from above them. The trick seemed to be working.

“That all being said, we came here to clear the gnoll threat away. To stop them from threatening our lands, empty hills are a victory to us, maybe not through our action, but I will take it nonetheless.” You spoke to them and continued. “But with the mountains behind us, it will open us two opportunities. We could head north and strike at the gnolls in the ancient forests there, or we could push east into the gnoll hearthlands.”

“North is where the Syndicate is.” Garithos spoke again after a pause.

“Yes, we found their corpses. We might have to face them, but they are our enemy just like the gnolls are.” You said.

Garithos stood up from the small stool he had been sitting on.

“You just want us to deal with your enemies.” He spoke. “I say that we head east and deal with the gnolls.”

“The Syndicate is as much a threat to you as it is to me, do you think my brother is content at just clearing me away? Or will he send his assassins at you?” You said back.

“Is that a threat?” Garithos said back and put his hand on the hilt of his battle axe.

“No, just a prediction. Why would he stop at me.” You said as your left hand found the Cinder Sword.

“Gentlemen! We have a campaign to run.” Sir Foecourt said as he stood up. You stared at Garithos while actually taking a seat across the map.

“Sir Foecourt is right.” You replied. “We have two choices ahead of us. Push into the north and clearing the forests there from the gnolls, we could even get support from the Alteracis across the river. Or we could push east, straight into the gnoll lands and prevent them from reacting to us.”

“I say that we go east.” Garithos spoke again and crossed his arms. He was still standing and now looking down at you. “Or if you want to fight against your brethren and drag us against them.”

“Colonel Garithos, the Syndicates we saw were all dead, they might be there, but it can be just all gnolls.” You spoke back to him.

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>>6147959

“Nonsense, you know more than you are saying.” Garithos said back and spat on the ground between you and the officers. “The Syndicate is an Alteraci organisation and you want to deal with it. Not on my watch. If you want to deal with your traitorous brethren, you can do it on your own time.”

“We are here to deal with the gnolls.” You reminded him and stood up again. “The Syndicate might be around or maybe it has been the orcs, we can’t be sure.”

“This is an example of our commander being unsure of the situation at hand. He got caught by a spell… are we sure he can lead us all to victory?” Garithos said with a tone that was clearly confrontational.

“What are you hinting at Colonel Garithos?” You asked him.

“You aren’t suitable to lead this campaign, Lord Blackmoore was wrong to trust you!” He spat at you.

Now the rest of the commanders stood up and your own Alteracis got alerted about the situation and seemed to gather around. You had a hunch what was to come next, he was going to challenge you for the leadership of the campaign.

“Prince Perenolde here is not suitable to lead us against the gnolls!” Garithos spat. His entourage of knights that had stayed some distance away started to march towards him. “He got caught in some old spell that supposedly influenced his mind, can we be sure that he is not still influenced? Nay we can. He is going to lead us into ruin, into failure. This campaign needs a strong and straight hand to deal with the inhuman gnolls and whatever is in these lands.”

“Colonel Othmar Garithos, if you are to challenge me for the position of the Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force, just say it to me directly.” You said back with a stern voice and continued. “And be reminded where you are still standing.”

Your soldiers started to draw their swords and weapons, Lieutenant Gravis and Lieutenant Radan had their men with their firearms at low ready stance waiting for things to unfold. Garithos didn’t care and seemed to not take a step back as he took off his gauntlet and threw it at you.

It struck you directly on your chest and bounced near harmlessly off your black arming jacket. That was the challenge then.

“I claim the leadership of this campaign right here, right now by claiming my ancient right as a noble of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and as a member of the Alliance.” Garithos proclaimed and continued. “What say thee blackguard, do you accept this challenge or will you step aside.”

Your men took several steps forward as the Regional Defender knights formed a protective circle around Garithos. So be it, the challenge was called.

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>I accept, Lieutenant Gravis, Lieutenant Radan - Fire!
>You accept the duel here and now. Snap your fingers and burn him alive.
>You accept the duel, wear your armour and actually duel him as expected and proper.
>No, absolutely not. What campaign would it be if the leadership could be challenged just like that with a duel? What is this, a democracy? Preposterous.
>Just laugh, just laugh. Make Garithos look like a complete fool for trying to challenge you. He lost this position to you in Durnholde, he has no voice in this.
>Other, write in.

QM: But Garithos being here could mean things…
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>>6147961
>Just laugh, just laugh
An easygoing one.
>You accept the duel, wear your armour and actually duel him as expected and proper.
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>>6147971
Thanks garithos. Time to kill you and put our buddy in your position.
>support
>try to make him gamble his land a title on the duel too. Let's take his shit too.
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>>6147369

As much as we could use the traps, we need to first learn how to apply them. Luke Williams might recognize them, but does that mean we can actually apply them? Though this is a line of development. Draconic could be the answer, but when to apply the knowledge? Alric did try something beyond his skills and it didn't work out after all.

Alric can't work Draconic on Aurvan'kal, it is a masterpiece. It is a standalone piece of armour.

Potency of Fel is something Alric hasn't delved into. The Rondel Dagger can't exactly slice through firebolts or magic, it is a stabbing instrument after all. The trap magic Alric stumbled into is extreme kind, how else it could have stayed powerful across all these years?

A mediation circle would have to be drawn time after time. A carpet won't be accurate enough and couldn't hold the arcane energies within it. Alric can meditate on his own without circles or he could learn to draw them just like his teachers do.

An arcane lantern is something Dalaran has already done time a go. Maybe you could commission something like that by their blacksmiths.

Writing the glyphs on your arm or a shield, the metal shield is part of Aurvan'kal already, is a potential direction, but how would Alric's arm handle it? Floorboards are awfully static and unalive while your arm is part of you? There are tricks to the Draconic writing I have thought about, but remember Alric is a beginner, he is not ready for grand ideas. In fact he took several steps too far already, hence the difficult rolls.

Though if Alric is happy about tattooing his body with Draconic to protect him, I am happy to entertain the idea. After all Lady Nalice already did that to keep the Fel inside him in control. But what would other's think about this?
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>>6147961
>You accept the duel, wear your armour and actually duel him as expected and proper
>A blackguard ? Hahaha ! You moronic brute, do you believe your insult and that lie about a spell influencing my mind is enough for support such an heavy accusation ? For turn the tables around, you bafoon !? It is not. Cease your talk ! I shall not hear your lies any longer, and neither will the other officers and commanders of this army under my command. You are nothing but a disgrace to your rank, a disgrace to your realm, a disgrace to this expeditionary army and have the delusion to believe yourself above a royal bloodline ! I will not entertain anymore the idea of tolerating your despicable acts Garithos, a man like you only creates problem, disorder and insuburdination to this campaign. Where others work together, you alone are nothing but a source of discord and a thorn on the side of this army. And lets not forget your decision of sharing to us your offensive and archaic views, or your idiotic comments that do not aid this campaign in any way. I shall give you what you deserve Garithos, you may move now directly to the duel ring with no deviations. And you will wait there until i arrive, do i make myself clear ?
>Captain Cromwell, Captain Reginald and Sir Foecourt you have temporary command while i deal with this violent thug in knight armor. This will be a short thing, i want this campaign to continue.

Yeah I am not calling him Colonel Garithos, he is just soon to be dead Garithos now.
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>>6148010
In that case I think it should be said aloud that it's a duel to the death, otherwise it would be seen as murder. Unless we maim him and just hope he dies of his wounds later.

>>6148059
>Words, words, words.
His behaviour should not be dignified with an outburst anon.
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>>6148015
>Draconic could be the answer, when to apply the knowledge?
I'd have to think on it to find a good starting point, and a better understanding of the principles behind both which goes for Alric too it seems.

>Alric can't work Draconic on Aurvan'kal
Yeah thats fair. Then I'll reorient and say this. Its a tool and the better we understand it the better we can use it. If we have the ability to pump mana, or fel, into the Cinder Sword to good result then perhaps we can do the same with the Aurvan'kal once we know it. Or perhaps the reverse if we wanted to think of it like having several small batteries if we needed some juice for a final spell, or maybe not. If a master mage had such an armor, what could they do with it and why.

>Potency of Fel
I had thought it was powering itself from ambient magic gathered over years, but if I consider an extreme power for an extreme trap its worrying. The land around was rather rocky and a bit barren. Thats probably? just the natural landscape, barring finding a local who knew it before the second war, but it does remind me of the land around the Dark Portal. Could the trap be made to draw life from the surrounding land as Fel and convert it into Arcane to keep itself powered? Are the other left over traps also like that? Or powered from the lives of those caught in its trap? Maybe the skeletons might have had some faint signs.

>A carpet won't be accurate and couldn't hold the arcane energies within it
What if Alric uses his own hair to make it, its even already magically changed as his first magic related mutation lol. Not that I think Alric would cut it.

>Arcane lantern
Well if Dalaran is already making them I suppose great minds think alike. It wouldn't be that strange to order some for our mages, and to have a couple extra for attracting more as gifts.

>Writing the glyphs
I suppose on his arm might burn a bit, or something. I'm sure Alric could write it on some leather armguards or padding if hes not ready for more tattoos.

>But what would other's think about this?
The next Alric fashion choice in a lengthening line of choices after long hair, bits of elven culture, 'painted' nails, an unofficial official mistress, and swaggering swordsman antics. Alric starts tattooing himself with various ancient languages, some old Arathor on his cheek, so other tattoos get less attention. They say a whole percentage of the Middle Eastern Kingdoms women have seen some kind of tattoo on his lower backside.
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Slapping your knees once, you stood up and looked at Garithos. And then you laughed.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

There was no end to your laugh as you bent over and stared at the grass beneath your feet. Taking off your glasses, you wiped your eyes before folding the glasses and throwing them to Gravis who caught them mid air before you continued to laugh.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Wiping tears away from your Fel green eyes, you looked at Garithos and then nodded once.

“I accept your challenge.”

Turning away from him, you tried to stifle your laughter as you retreated back to where your armour was. With some of your men following you, you quickly spoke to them.

“Captain Cromwell, maintain the security. Lieutenant Gravis, make sure his knights won’t try anything.” You told them.

“Of course Prince Alric.” Cromwell replied. He knew not to say anything else to you.

You were driven now, you had a mission. Nothing would stop you.



You started from the sabatons, moving up to the greaves, poleyns and cuisses. Next came the vambraces, counters, rerebraces and gauntlets. Making sure that everything was snuggly on you and attached to the arming jacket and trousers took some attention.

Followed by the gorget that protected your upper shoulders and neck, you made sure that the lames allowed a full movement and control of your neck. Then came the long robe with the elbow length sleeves. Its scales glimmered in the sunlight as you made sure it was well fitting and didn’t move too much around you.

The white of the robe contrasted with the golden trim of the rest of the armour as you pulled the collar up and allowed the dragon motifs to show on it. Following it came the cuirass and the backplate. Connected to the cuirass were the faulds that kept the weakspots hidden. Pauldrons were next, their aggressively pointy shape betrayed them as Elven design, but not as aggressive as the Paladins of Silverhand wore. Besagews were there to protect your armpits and then you were handed your helmet. A design known as barbute with a bit more pointier dome. The pair of decorative dragon wings would have protected your Elven ears if you were an elf.

You flexed and stretched your frame. Letting your arms and legs to move as you made you look a bit silly with your movement.

Aurvan’kal felt light, unnaturally light to be honest. But that was how the armour worked, it was made to feel as light as possible. The citrines faintly glowed as you made sure that everything was as they should be before taking hold of your shield on your left arm. Making sure that the straps were as you wanted, you did the final few stretches before walking out under the tarp that had been your cover.

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“Are you ready?” Garithos asked as you stepped forth.

He had been wearing his armour all this time and was now standing ahead of you on the grass. He was wearing an ornate black plate mail, his winged helmet looked imposing and on his right hand he carried his battle axe and left had his shield with the lion motif. He was as ready as possible as his winged helmet was passed to him.

You looked at him through the vision slit of your barbute and tilted your head.

Drawing the Cinder Sword, you swung it a couple of times to get it heated up, the dull grey started to turn into the red and white of heated steel.

“You need me…” You heard in your mind…

Not now…

“You know you need me… I helped you to survive the illusion…”

“You know I am right… Let me lend you my strength…”

You didn’t dare to look around, but she was right. You had gotten out of the illusion by concentrating on the Fel inside you. At the corner of your eye stood Malevus Thing. Why did your mind have to wander to her right now?

“You know he won’t be an easy opponent, a veteran of the Second War…someone with the strength required to defeat the orcs...”

“You know you could have the advantage with my help..”

You tried not to pay any attention to the creation of your mind, but you saw her more gaunt as before. She was right though. Garithos wouldn’t be an easy opponent as much as you might have had superior armour and sword. He was a warrior through and through and no amount of laughing would defeat that.

“I am you and you are me… remember that Alric… so use me…”

But why would she make her appearance in your mind right now? Was Garithos that dangerous of an opponent that your mind wanted to protect you?

“Are you ready or what?” Garithos asked, he had noticed you being distracted.


>Alteraci Footman Drill
>Take it easy and have a measure of Garithos first by testing his skills
>Go for decisive two handed strikes to end the duel quick
>You have been bluffing, just snap your fingers and burn him alive
>Other, write in

Use Fel to empower yourself:
>Yes
>No
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>>6148186

As much as DOOR STUCK! would be great power to have, Alric doesn't have the power over the Source Engine.

Also what did you expect, Malevus Thing to go away? Just like she says, she is you and you are her.
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>>6148188
Doesn't have power over the Source Engine, yet.

I already know Malevus Thing is with us forever. The others will accept it in time.
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>>6148178
>Go for decisive two handed strikes to end the duel quick
>Yes

We choose the moment, we choose whether he lives or dies, we endured past temptation to be strong enough to use this when we need it.

Good thing we got that 10 for how well we slept or Alric's condition could have been nasty, and went to Raleigh for that blessing. Hes still not 100%, hes got his strength back but not his stamina, no matter what we don't want to drag this out too long. A solid crushing victory that leaves no doubt.

>Other, write in
Pump more mana into the Cinder Sword and really turn up the heat until they can all but taste the dragonfire.

I wonder if we could pull in the mana from the citrines to help push off exhaustion like we did with the wild mana post lightning trap explosion. Probably tough in the middle of combat barring a mid-duel exchange of banter or demanding they concede.
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>>6148178
>>Take it easy and have a measure of Garithos first by testing his skills
Garithos is most likely a very aggresive fighter. I wonder if hes soldier training overomes hes temper.

>No
Did we ever talk to nalice about the malevus thing and fels temptations? If nothing else Malevus thing looking weaker gives hope to get rid of this thing finally.
Theres also to me atleast a fundamental diffrene between burning the fel away and actually using it the latter seems what fel wants us to do.
One good reason to not use Fel is unlikely that nobody will notice espeaceally if our eyes start glowing and shit.
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>>6148376
Sometimes he does hold himself back, but if his soldier training has tempered his temper we can always start yapping at him mid duel and he would probably lose patience to drop the shield.
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>>6148091
I disagree.

>>6148178
>>Alteraci Footman Drill
classic, reliable, mastered, guaranteed kills. On the other hand the fire options are really funny

>No
It might be not the time for Felric....
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>>6147961
Just gotta say the option to have Gravis and Radan shoot them makes me smile
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>>6148178
>Alteraci Footman Drill
>Take it easy and have a measure of Garithos first by testing his skills
Old reliable.

>No, not yet.
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>>6148569
Dude that's awesome. What's going on with her eyes? Is this Fel Malevus?
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>>6148574
I just liked the color
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>>6148178
>>Take it easy and have a measure of Garithos first by testing his skills
>No
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>>6148569

That is pretty good, I especially like the pauldrons as they are clearly a fantasy design, but they aren't too over the top to my liking. Plausible fantasy, I have tried to convey that in my writing when describing things. Though Malevus wouldn't wear earrings, especially not so big as someone could try to grab and yank them off. Too dangerous as a soldier.

That being said, looks like testing Garithos out and relying on Alteraci Footman Drill is the winner. No Fel to be used this time, at least not yet. Could I have some rolls, we are at page 10, but I think we will finish this fight in this thread. Alright let's start with an easy roll


>3d10, Best of four
>DC 14, Crit 20
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Rolled 7, 1, 2 = 10 (3d10)

>>6148613
ARGH KILL HIM ALRIC
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Rolled 10, 10, 10 = 30 (3d10)

>>6148569
very nice

>>6148613
fashion
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>>6148613
FelMalevus will wear the earrings, a cool flame crown worn slightly askew in rebellious fashion, and show off her handmade flag for the Alterac'Thalas Nation.
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>>6148617
LMAAAAAAAOOOOOO

GET FUCKED ASSHOLE
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>>6148617
Holy fucking shit anon, you did it. THE 1 in a 1000 crit.
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>>6148613
>>6148617
>>6148622
THIS JUST IN: LOCAL ALTERACI MAN BTFOS ALLIANCE COMMANDER WITHOUT EVEN TRYING.

Holy fuck, I hoped this would happen but I didn't expect it.
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>>6148617
hehe i knew repeating in my mind "kill garithos kill garithos" would eventually work before we started rolling !

>"You do not understand Colonel, i mastered the Alteraci Footman Drill. You cannot stand against me now."

>>6148618
fierce look
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>>6148613
>but I think we will finish this fight in this thread
yeah boss i think that too hahaha

ah man this is the cherry on top of the cake and we haven't even started killing gnolls
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>>6148617

Lmao.

Oh I know how to write this update tomorrow. Garithos won't recover from this, his ego shattered and professional career in shambles. He would prefer death instead of this.
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>>6148627
Ahhh but Medivh I want it NOW
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>>6148628

QM needs to sleep my lovely anon. You can allow the anticipation to grow a bit.
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>>6148627
>Garithos won't recover from this, his ego shattered and professional career in shambles.
ALTERAC STANDS! ALTERAC STANDS! ALTERAC STANDS! ALTERAC STANDS! ALTERAC STANDS! ALTERAC STANDS! ALTERAC STANDS! ALTERAC STANDS! ALTERAC STANDS!

>He would prefer death instead of this.
He just needs to throw himself on Cinder Sword right now....

>>6148628
The hunger for Alliance blood is strong on this one....
nice flag

>>6148623
Its beautiful, our little Alric has truly grown up. Now he kicks around veteran alliance commanders. That will make plenty of news around.
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>>6148633
Thanks anon. FelMalevus wanted to break the body of our enemy, but little did she know Alric intended to break his soul. Pure distilled suffering that will sustain her for years.
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>>6148617
what the fuck
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>>6148626
>>6148627
>>6148633
>Garithos won't recover from this, his ego shattered and professional career in shambles. He would prefer death instead of this.
I think our duelist perk deserves an upgrade with this one fellas.
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>>6148749
one step closer to that martial 6
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>>6148617
Ouch.
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No update today, it was a really ornery day at work. I have gotten halfway through it, but I don't want to hurry it up too much.

You will have to wait one more day, sorry about that.
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>>6149099
:(
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>30, GARITHOS BTFO!


You smiled as you had a good feeling about this.

"I don't need you." You said to the figment of your imagination.

"What did you say?" Garithos asked back.

"I said that I don't need you around." You replied now to him and pushed the Fel influence away, you didn't need outside help to beat this buffoon.

Raising your shield up and placing it between you and Garithos, you took a low ready stance and spread your legs slightly. Garithos did the same as he hefted his battle axe up and made sure that his shield covered his left side properly. He was no slouch, his stance was professional and him being taller and larger than you made him an imposing sight. But you wouldn't allow that to matter, you knew you were a better duelist than him.

Pulling your sword close to your body, you snapped your fingers behind the shield and watched as tiny sparks ignited on Cinder Sword's blade. From there a fire spread, slowly engulfing the blade, dripping liquid fire on the hilt and your gauntlet before you moved your sword back to your side. Sparks dropped on the grass and thankfully didn't ignite it as well. Cinder Sword burned brightly as Captain Reginald stepped forward, he studied the both of you before backing away.

"You may begin." He ordered, he had taken the role of the referee, Garithos wouldn't agree to anyone else.

You had a plan, take it easy at first and looked for openings and counters. See how he fights and learn from it, then when you have found the opening you go for it. Garithos thankfully decided to play into your plan and was first to move. He charged you and with a couple steps he was within striking distance. Having raised his battle axe up, he brought it down looking to cut you in two. If he would hit you, you are fairly certain that it would actually hurt a lot. But as he brought it down, you immediately read him like an open book.

Step to your left, catch the shaft of the axe with your blade and redirect it away from you, two quick steps forward, spin on your heels to face his back and deliver a horizontal slash.

The tip of the Cinder Sword faintly dragged on his cuirass, sending sparks flying, but most importantly shortening his cloak considerably. Nearly four fifths of it harmlessly fell on the grass as you took steps back to create more distance.

Oh you smiled as Garithos turned to look at you and his now ruined cloak. The insignia of Regional Defenders cut in half.

He came at you again, trying to deliver swings left and right when you understood why you could read him like a book. While he fought like a trained warrior and like a very good one, he fought like a gnoll or an orc. And you weren't thinking about Thrall who is a very polished fighter, but a warrior who wants to finish the fight in as few swings as possible.

1/3
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>>6149561

Catching and half-swording his battle axe into the ground between you and him, you found an opening to bash him with the corner of your shield. The tall kite shield of High Elf design had a sharp corner and you jammed it straight into Garithos' helmet.

"Oh fuck!" He shouted as his own helmet crushed his nose.

You didn’t let him go. With his concentration gone, you stomped on the shaft of his axe, having the sudden jolt strike his hands, he dropped his battle axe on the ground and lost his balance. It was the easiest trick to do as he fell straight into your raising knee that struck him again on his helmet.

With a sick crunch, you and everyone else heard something break in his face, but you weren't done. As he reeled, you had pulled your leg back and planned the foot on his head and quite literally pushed his head away. Garithos fell on his back as you watched him. He wasn’t done, broken nose and a face wouldn't stop him. You took several steps back and smiled as he pushed himself laboriously up and picked up his battle axe off the ground. Shedding his shield away, he two handed the axe.

You smiled as you dropped your shield as well, just to make it fair as he charged you.

And then you danced and then you started to laugh.

This duel was already over as the world around you narrowed to just you and him. Everything turned quiet as you heard just your own laugh as you dodged, weaved, parried and redirected his wild swings away from you. Garithos was tired, but he still had strength behind his swings, they were just awfully slow and easily telegraphed. People would see it, he would know it, so you would really make everyone understand what is the difference in skills between you and him.

Deliberately your ripostes lacked the strength required to punch through his mail between the gaps in plate. A slight tap underneath the armpit, slice across the thigh, tip of your blade hitting his collar and actually drawing a little bit of blood from his neck. He would have been dead ten times over in a real battle.

And now you were just playing with him while laughing at his demise.

It was time to stop, you shouldn't play with your food. You caught his final downward strike with your blade, half-swording it you quickly wrenched it off his hands for a second time and bashed his helmet again, this time with the pommel. Garithos disoriented was hapless as you spun around him and pressed the flat side of your scorching hot sword on his buttocks, which for the riding comfort weren't armoured. He screamed as the cloth of his trousers burned away and the superheated steel touched his skin. In a split second you had left your mark on him that would last and be very painful.

2/3
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>>6149565

With a simple kick on his back, Garithos fell face first on the ground as his burned ass shone up the sky for everyone to see.

"Colonel Garithos!" You shouted as the world returned back to you.

"Colonel Garithos! All this time you have been working to undermine my authority, trying to replace it with your own at the cost of the success of this campaign!" You shouted for everyone to hear. "You don't care for the people, for the common folk or the lives of your men. You only care for yourself and yourself only. That is not a quality a commander should have!"

You looked around and allowed the flames on the Cinder Sword to die.

"Reginald." You said as your eyes found him. "Get him out of my sight. I don't want to see him for a second longer."

"Yes Prince Alric." He replied and saluted, taking a step closer to Garithos.

"And Reginald, Captain Maxwell is to take the command of his column. He is a capable officer and I trust him." You told him.

"Of course Prince Alric." Reginald said and understood your meaning. Garithos was gone, he wouldn't play a part in the campaign anymore.

"One more thing, Major Reginald, you are to take the command of the Regional Defenders. I will write a letter of recommendation for your new superiors to make this an official promotion after this campaign is done."

"Thank you Prince Alric." Major Reginald saluted you.

You smiled, that had gone well. If only your friends were here to see you whoop his ass. Well, your men did as did all the officers. That is what mattered.

"See, I didn't need you." You muttered to yourself. A nagging feeling at the corner of your eye disappeared and faded away, at least for now.

But now for you, you just wanted to take a seat and rest because that had drained you. You were exhausted.

"That was incredible…" Malevus said to you as she suddenly appeared in front of you.

"Thanks…" You replied and nearly lost your balance as your legs nearly gave away. Just a timely lunge and catching your arm by her kept you from falling on your ass.

"Let me help you…" Malevus said and looked into your eyes through the vision slit of your helmet. She placed your arm over her shoulders and gave you a warm smile.

Not Raleigh or you had the power to deny her being there by your side. That was her place as your squire, as your girlfriend, as your…

Well, everything else comes when the time is right. What matters is that she is here, right now with you. And that made you happy.

3/3
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>>6149567

Sorry for the wait, but there we go. Page 10, 650~ posts. Plenty of action and what a way to end the thread! I hope everyone had a lot of fun. My schedule was a bit spotty, missed days here and there, but we got plenty done and we should get into campaigning proper come next thread which I will most likely get up tomorrow or day after. I will give head's up here and/or on my Twitter as well.

This thread is archived. Thank you for playing and reading. And as always if you have any questions or comments about the Quest or the characters or for the QM, please go ahead and say or ask them. I will try to answer them as best as I can in this thread or in the next one.


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>>6149570
Got damn! Very nice Medivh. Destroyed his soul and branded his ass. The battle was almost exactly like I pictured it, though I wondered if he would literally strip him of his armor by cutting through some straps near the end.

How many rounds could Alric have gone before he started to wear himself out and calling in Fel Malevus for support became needed?

My one regret is that by ending the duel we didn't get to kill Garithos with a fel powered splatter sound effect. One day we will figure out how the usage so it isn't only for near death scenarios. Maybe FelMalevus will submit, and balance will be restored.

I'm considering what to buy next build phase, have we any idea how much in taxes we will get?

I had some ideas while thinking about all the stuff the Syndicate could be doing to make money, since I imagine they have quite a bit of income. What, if any, might we be able to wage our little shadow wars to take from them. Which got me wondering if they are making counterfeit coins somewhere as well, and if we could.

A counterfeit silver coin operations since we already have a silver mine, laundering them into a fake church or Hospital of the Light as donations or some such, with Pai dressing up as a nun as a bonus. Acting as a force to 'drive out all the sinful behavior' in Syndicate territories would hit quite a few of their trades. Spying on scummy nobles and political opponents to blackmail and secure favors is classic. Might be fun to sponsor a mercenary band/merchant caravan that goes around then brings back some talented warriors, loot, and information on other kingdoms military goings on. Horse racing might be fun too, and we could get the support of that one Barov brother.
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>>6149570
utterly destroyed, ALTERAC FUCKING STANDSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!1!!1!!!

Also finally some talk back from Alric to Garithos, after being patient. Thank you for the thread Medivh. We have finally seen what the passion for combat does to Alric, he destroyed Garithos strengths and defenses piece by piece.

The only thing that worries me is the stamina, like yeah it was Garithos but with a 30..... It doesn't feel like Alric body is getting that back anytime soon and it wouldn't be great, to slaughter through gnolls for then just fall on the ground tired at a certain point. We even kept mostly to the Alteraci Footman Drill which is mostly balanced for combat. Can't help but think the Fel is ruining our old stamina, if it didn't outright delete it. Not sure what could be done in that regard, i feel like anything magical might be problematic (be for the fel inside, or the raging inferno inside). If nothing else with this result achieved, we can be sure Alric is getting better in martial despite his conditions which is pretty damn great.

For questions
Did we master the Alteraci Footman Drill at this point ?
How did Alric look like to the soldiers and officers around ? How was seeing this duel for them ? (i know we will probably learn it next thread, but even a comment about would be okay for me)
This duel destroyed Garithos plan, and unified the campaign under Alric command. We kept Blackmoore safe too.... could we use this politically for use the Durnholde claim or have Durnholde enter the Darrowmere League ?
Will this campaign once its done, change the rep with our neighbours ?
Since we are the Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force can we reject anyone else the Alliance sends for command the Regional Defenders (if they don't want Reginald leading. I doubt the campaign is going to last enough for this to happen) ?
I have already a vague idea of possible reactions of all the people we know here be Cromwell, Beckston, Maxwell, Langston, the Rover Twins, Gravis, Radan, Raleigh, Foecourt, Reginald etc... but i wonder about our newcomer. What will Bakhtet think after seeing this duel ?

>>6149578
i do admit that i wouldn't have mind killing him as well, but this was more a "official" duel. I do wonder where he is going ? Out of the campaign with dishonors ?
Hampton name is Orion ? never noticed it
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>>6149567
>>6149570
What an ending for a thread, thanks for running.

What is Malevus doing here? Wasn't she in the basecamp?

Will we get a crowd reaction and a hype commentary from the lads?

Like I asked previously, will there be any permanent effects from this? Like stat changes or a perk buff?
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>>6149570
Garirthos BTFO
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>>6149591
As much as his death would please me It was probably for the best that Garithos lives to be the embodiment of everything wrong with the Alliance. The strength and wisdom of nobility twisted into arrogance. The power and responsibility trusted to its officers for resolving conflict was used badly, undermined the Edict and aspects of this gnoll campaign, and for attempted ladder-climbing at that. Proven old guard style knight and paladin commanders who could have been leading these forces sidelined for career nobles, as Uther warned.

If theres time before we have to head for Stormwind, it would be good to get our neighbors into the Darrowmere League, point to Garithos as their alternative, and see how fast they can put pen to paper. Then in the SW meeting we show that almost the entire region prefers the leadership Alric has demonstrated. Maybe call in our Blackmoore favor to help achieve that, or something.

I'd suppose he takes some lesser position in the RD ranks or some spot in the RD camp to cool off and recover. If he wishes for an honorable death he might still try to fight and die in battle or learn to live with the pain. If he gets carted out unable to ride because of his ass burns I can only imagine the shame, but there are healers around. Hes still alive so if some day in the not too distant future there was a series of unfortunate events that led to many deaths in the RD ranks he might rise again from sheer need of bodies and officers for the bodies.
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>>6149570
I wonder if any of our magic characters have something that could regrow a tongue for Williams? Nalice, Eligius, or the Witches. If he was exposed to sufficient amount of fel like on Alric to fix and empower his busted ass heart could it be guided into a forked tongue mutation that basically grows him a new tongue. Although Jandice might have a funny solution, her illusion magic could change perceptions and even temporarily make a illusionary tongue real. If that could be focused on just a small enchantment maybe it would be more stable. If you give a man back his voice imagine the gratitude, win over the dalaran spy with kindness. Though if he really isn't the spy its atleast a really nice gesture.

I suppose the other alternative would be Wiklish and goblin science. A voice box. A weird ass mechanical tongue. I wonder if Wiklish could make FMA style automail for wounded soldiers? Imagine how much we could save on veterancy and lives, theres gotta be a few citizens around who could use one and Wiklish would become their little goblin hero overnight. Maybe he gets some help from our naturalist Madam Judy on that.

Or if we consider how deep Madam Judy's research might go? Tongue transplant and a lifelong potion prescription lol
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>>6149859
I agree with this, this is a PR disaster for the alliance and a massive win for us. Not only have we proven to be victorious in a judicial duel, but by every eyewitness account we had outmatched the bumbling fool so badly that it was not a duel but an execution. Indeed, it's possible that the sheer onesidedness of this might kind of send the wrong impression to the soldiery that would go on to exaggerate Alric's prowess. Perhaps not to a needless extent, Garithos might have been a veteran of the second war, but one has to consider how many times Alric had been in battles where his life was on the line that he willingly thrust himself into. I doubt that man had as many. It wasn't just the strength of his arm that carried the day, but also the strength of his conviction. And it will be a pretty big morale boost for the troops to see their commander kick so much ass.
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>>6149886
I definitely like the tongue or voice recovery ideas, an enchanted artifact of some sort that one can wear that could produce such an effect could go a long way to help people that were stricken with disease and could not find help in time, in-born defects of some sort, or received wounds or torture.
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>>6149912
The First and Second War veterans who took bad wounds and lost limbs must be a considerable number I'd imagine. Even citizens who survived raids and occupation. If we could invite those people maybe we could get another flow of citizens into Dawnholme from just about any city that gave men to the wars. That reminds me, didn't Hampton lose an arm? Another win if I'm remembering right.
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>>6149911
"Prince Alric walked in on a cane but it was Garithos who needed one to walk out." Very smooth. Reginald in position to rise in the ranks, Maxwell in control of the Garithos column, its looking up.

I wonder if Arthas will actually sympathize with Garithos even more after this duel loss to Alric lol? Bonding over what they had planned as one of their finest moments falling apart. Or does Arthas just cut ties completely and look for a new agent.

So much for pretending to be a bit weaker then we are lol. The next time a Syndicate tries something I'm sure this will be in mind. They need either a top tier assassin or an army, and a trap on top ideally. Or just give up on force and try for poisons. Aim for those close to him if no one wants to roll the dice with ol Al, or aim for when hes not around. Though if they had some pirates somewhere trying to sink a ship hes using to travel would also get around having to fight him man to man.
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Actually considering the Cindersword lighting almost everything it touches on fire that would really suck if he had to fight on a wooden ship. He might have to sheath his sword multiple times to lessen the flame or learn how to lessen it himself with fire weaving. Though I suppose he could just keep the sheath on and bash them in the face.
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>>6149578

I had planned three rounds before Alric would have gotten tired. Two if bad night of sleep.

Killing or maiming Garithos was on the table if you had chosen to use Fel or if you hadn't rolled that 30. Accidents happen during duels, but things can be deliberate as well.

Your current Wealth income hasn't changed, it is still at +15 come Autumn.

Making coinage is beyond our reach. That stuff is/was heavily regulated to avoid inflation. And besides your spy force is still rather small.

>>6149591

Alric basically knows the Alteraci Footman Drill like his own pockets. Really it is just a simple set of guidances that make emphasis on counters and ripostes, how to go from there just requires you to become a better fighter overall.

Your soldiers and officers know that you are a monster when dueling, hence they really weren't surprised how handily you won the duel. Still some coin changed hands on if you get hit and Joe made a tidy sum thanks to it.

This definitely changes your reputation, word will spread and your enemies can't deny how you embarrassed Garithos. And most importantly how he embarrassed himself, lost to still weak you just like that. Now where you will stand, first you need to get through the campaign victoriously. The campaign will finish before they could send anyone else so no need to worry about that.

>>6149641

Do you really think she would stay in the basecamp after getting that letter? Of course not, her worries were alleviated so she didn't ride through the night, but chose to wait till the morning. She arrived just in time to see you and Garithos start the duel. More in the next thread.

Reactions will be explained better in the next thread as updates roll in.

No stat updates yet, the jump to higher skill levels takes longer than with the lower ones. That is why Malevus has improved so much in such a short time.

>>6149939

Or just not ignite it. And I am going to say no to regrowing the tongue or something else similar. Goes bit far imo. There's probably some other tricks, but the man can write so he isn't exactly concerned.


Next thread tomorrow!
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>>6149962
>Town hall wont change how much wealth we make in taxes
My Accountant Uruk-hai have failed me. Find me the so called Tax Wizard Medivh, his Stock Market Sorcery and Tax Haven Tower must belong to Alterac Ltd.
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>>6149974

Taxation, if you need a mayor and some other decisions are planned for the future. The Town Hall needs a bit time to warm up and get everything running. Good timing for it really, saves plenty of time for Alric and Taretha, especially as her child should be born by then.
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>>6150175
Ran some numbers a while ago. Figured out we need about 300 gold and 275 peasants, which we do actually have the peasants, to get all the current upgrades that produce wealth and supplies including the ones that need dwarven expertise and a master smith. About 200 wealth without the expertise ones. Though if we can use the dark irons for expertise we could get up to 31 wealth per season and 29 supply per season not including the large Autumn Harvests from Estates.

If we asked Katrana for a 300 gold loan do you think she would say yes for a titanic favor, some loving, or marriage lol.

That said, I think I could put together 10 or possibly 15 ways we could divide up the loans into more manageable chunks.
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>>6149962
>No stat updates yet
What about a perk upgrade? Since it would just be wrong to not have any alteration to the character sheet after this since the Magic crit fail got us into the Fel situation.
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>>6150175
Finally we can answer the great questions, what was Aragorn and Alric's tax policy like
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>>6150338

Your magic skill has improved and I did give you a new dueling related perk relatively recently.

>>6150761
>>6150761

NEW THREAD!



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