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Post by DM Zach on Mar 3, 2016 11:30:30 GMT -4
3 Weeks have passed since you first arrived to Orewood. The refugees of Ironhaven have either settled into their new home of Orewood, or journeyed elsewhere in search of work, distant families, or a new life. Amarthon is still in Orewood doing his best to keep peace within the town. The recent orc invasion has left many on edge. The Dwarves of Orewood, along with several other townsfolk are in open protest to Dragonborn rule. They claim that the Drakken Empire does not care for them and has done little to aid the people of the Stormfall Kingdom in light of this recent invasion. To make matters worse, winter is beginning to approach and the people of this area are ill-prepared. The bright green leaves of the Greenscale Forest have turned yellow, orange and red, and the winds grow cold. As if that weren't enough food stores have been vanishing, and soon there will be nothing left to endure the winter.
Other strange happenings have also been occurring. A persistent, and seemingly unmoving thunderstorm has been rumbling to the south for days now. The Drakken force that was taking up garrison in Orewood marched to Boulderforge two weeks ago in pursuit of the orcs, and they have not been heard from. Orcs roam free in the Greenscale forest, and Nótt is still missing.
The days seem to be growing grim in the outreaches of the Drakken Empire.
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Post by Tom Marilyn on Mar 4, 2016 1:53:12 GMT -4
Tom over the weeks has been gathering all information about this land and its people. Things like who are the leaders and how the courts work here trying to get contacts set up in the ruling bodies of the area. Seeing the orc threat hasn't got any better in fact it looks like things have gotten worse he finds someone to carry a letter to the Queen of Andor requesting she make contact with this kingdoms rulers and offer aid in the problem. He hopes he can gain another ally for the kingdom and hopefully aid these good people.
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Post by Mod Everstache on Mar 6, 2016 0:13:57 GMT -4
Mod is introducing Noah to the group. "Hello everyone im glad you could see the vaule in me joining your platoon but i feel that you guys need to know more about my past to fully understand me." Noah goes in to his backstory "Noah was born in to a middle class family of craftsmen his father was a brewer and his mother was a baker in the city of oufstead. He was a middle child and together his older brother joseph they learned a bit of the brewing trade before a draft was introduced, he was 14 the minimum age to be drafted. Noah and his older brother Joseph were drafted into the Yureinn which was known for its unique fighting styles. The boys were separated and sent to be trained in different platoons. The reason for the draft was a full scale war that was taking over the continent. It was between two factions the Yureinn’s and the Archen’s. The Yureinn’s where the kingdoms that lied in the south west and were made up of both elves and humans. The Archen’s where the kingdoms that lied in the north east and were made up of both dwarves and humans. The war was over land that the Yureinn’s believed that the Archen’s where inferior to them in every way and had no right to their lands. The war raged on for ten long years and Noah honed his skills became well known was an intelligent and fierce soldier. He had many hard fought battles was captured a few times but always seemed to escape or was rescued, this lead to his nickname “the survivor” when his platoon was ambushed by an elite group of Archen. They held out to the last five men when a mage cast sleep on them and they awoke in an Archen camp tied to poles. One by one they were taken in to a tent and tortured day after day week after week. Becoming fed up with the tight lipped group them began killing them nice and slowly, and in plain view of the others. While being covered in the in his comrades blood, something just snapped in him he lost all sense of real humanity and lost his will to fight and live. Thankfully the camp was raided by the Yureinn and he and the last of his platoon was rescued. Even though he was rescued Noah need time off to regroup and gather himself. While on sabbatical he learns that his brother’s platoon has been ambushed while patrolling a dried river bed and a few of the troops at unaccounted for presumed to be captured. He returns to duty to save what is left of Joseph’s platoon but finds that joseph had been moved to the Archen capital to extract Intel. Three years pass and Noah has been organizing a rescue mission to save his brother. The assault results in the death of all but one of Noah’s followers which is his old platoon mate Yuri the find that Joseph is not being kept in the dungeon and burst into the kings chamber where they see Joseph not in chains but in robes at the kings side. This is a gigantic blow to Noah and he is destroyed by the betrayal. Noah and Yuri are surrounded by the guards and he asks Joseph “why” he replies with “it’s simple I chose to be on the winning side.” Devastated Noah knows only one thing to do he hurls his spear at Joseph impaling him to the chair behind him. Impossibly escaping the castle he and Yuri return to all they know the army of Yureinn it takes one more year but they are at the final battle at the capital once again and burn the city to the ground. Noah’s devastating loss of his brother by his own hand warped his mine and he no longer saw innocent people in the cities they destroyed only the corrupting evil of the Archen. If someone like his brother could be corrupted than all these people must be as well. When the smoke cleared so did his mind he and Yuri retrieved there discharge papers, not rejoicing or riding in parades they took their gear and boarded the first ship to a new land hoping to keep their past on the horizon. They became soldiers for hire only knowing war they knew that was what they are best at. Two years after being in this new land Yuri took a devastating injury that crippled him, ending his career as a merc and as a warrior. Luckily Yuri was able to find work as a trainer of young nobles in and Noah set up a home for them. Yuri knew that Noah would not be able to live this life and told him that there will always be a place here for him but he should continue on. Noah hugged his only friend goodbye and entered a world he had not yet tried before adventuring. He found the odd job as a hired hand either on caravans or as a merc when he was not trying to find a group of adventurers to join up with. Hearing of a possible battle he headed to the city of Orewood."
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Post by Tom Marilyn on Mar 10, 2016 0:31:49 GMT -4
The town being ravaged and many lay dead food and workshops burned and have been near to death Tom hopes that the queen has gotten his message and will arrive in time to to aid this land for this is now orc raiding band but a true horde. He has heard of hoards like these in legend but one of its like hasn't been seen in hundreds of years. What he can re call of the old tales is nations must band together to put down this tide of green rage. he lay in his bed in the in shirt off fingering the 2 new massive scar that adorn his chest one looking like a massive shark bit on is ribs the other a ragged scar reaching form is collar bone to his thigh. Those two scars are are part of the few that have ever come close to killing him. He stares at the ceiling thinking about what needed to be done and how he could help these people. He grabs one of his daggers it has a red leather handle. He grabs the pommel and twists and looks at what it reveals. In a dark silver with sapphire eyes an sigil of a fox can be seen. In an almost inaudible voice " Please hurry my love this land needs help".
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