Discord
Changelog
Hargrid Tenslayer slammed his gauntleted fist into the tabletop. He crumpled up the copy of A New Era Rises his trembling runner had delivered to him moments ago and tossed it back in the envoy’s general direction.
“So Thrul thinks he can end this war and take all the credit, does he?,” growled Tenslayer “We’ll see about that.”
Tenslayer thought about the thousands of men in his Legion of Lapendrar that had perished fighting the rebel Salamanders. Salamanders that *should* have been banished by Thrul and others, he considered angrily. He was the founding member of the triumvirate, along with Nevron and Aznar Thrul, who had summoned the Efreet and Salamanders in the first place. His plan had worked brilliantly -even better than expected- and the coastal towns all fell to Thay in a matter of weeks. It was Thrul and Nevron who had failed and allowed the rebel Kasim to interrupt their plans to banish the elemental creatures. HE should be getting the soul credit for any successes, not those damned zulkirs!
He looked around the council room of the Central Citadel of Thasselen, empty now but for him and his messenger. All his remaining officers were engaged in the field, trying to hold back yet another push from the Salamanders. But in recent days, the Salamander’s attacks had grown sloppy and more frantic. It seemed his men were finally beginning to win a least a few small victories over them. With a few more men, he *knew* he could break them without any fire god’s aid. However, reinforcements for his legion lay leagues away to the north, and through enemy territory at that. And he knew, of course, that Thrul would not send the Priador Legion without support having yet arrived from the Flaming Brazier’s god.
Where then to turn before Kossuth’s mortal minions and Thrul’s Priador Legion tried turning the tide of the war without him, he wondered? After a few moments of pondering he turned to his envoy, and pointed to a large chest heaped with gold, silver, and the best magical valuables taken from the richest residents of the newly conquered coastal cities.
"You’re going back to Bezantur, and you’ll be taking that with you."
This is the lead in to a campaign event that will advance the main story of the PW. It will be held tomorrow, February 3 beginning around 7:00-7:30 PM CST. Characters of 3rd level or higher are required.
“So Thrul thinks he can end this war and take all the credit, does he?,” growled Tenslayer “We’ll see about that.”
Tenslayer thought about the thousands of men in his Legion of Lapendrar that had perished fighting the rebel Salamanders. Salamanders that *should* have been banished by Thrul and others, he considered angrily. He was the founding member of the triumvirate, along with Nevron and Aznar Thrul, who had summoned the Efreet and Salamanders in the first place. His plan had worked brilliantly -even better than expected- and the coastal towns all fell to Thay in a matter of weeks. It was Thrul and Nevron who had failed and allowed the rebel Kasim to interrupt their plans to banish the elemental creatures. HE should be getting the soul credit for any successes, not those damned zulkirs!
He looked around the council room of the Central Citadel of Thasselen, empty now but for him and his messenger. All his remaining officers were engaged in the field, trying to hold back yet another push from the Salamanders. But in recent days, the Salamander’s attacks had grown sloppy and more frantic. It seemed his men were finally beginning to win a least a few small victories over them. With a few more men, he *knew* he could break them without any fire god’s aid. However, reinforcements for his legion lay leagues away to the north, and through enemy territory at that. And he knew, of course, that Thrul would not send the Priador Legion without support having yet arrived from the Flaming Brazier’s god.
Where then to turn before Kossuth’s mortal minions and Thrul’s Priador Legion tried turning the tide of the war without him, he wondered? After a few moments of pondering he turned to his envoy, and pointed to a large chest heaped with gold, silver, and the best magical valuables taken from the richest residents of the newly conquered coastal cities.
"You’re going back to Bezantur, and you’ll be taking that with you."
This is the lead in to a campaign event that will advance the main story of the PW. It will be held tomorrow, February 3 beginning around 7:00-7:30 PM CST. Characters of 3rd level or higher are required.