The Quest for the Crystal

[Wormtail_]

GM note: GM moving for Xolon.

IC: Xolon heard Rantal telll the warriors, fighters, and the like to protect the front and rear of the party. Xolon didn\'t want to be left out of the action and protect the rear, so he immediately ran towards the front of the party. He then waited for more instructions.

[Silverblade]

Strolling forward to join Xolon, with his axe by his side, Tegdaen saw Fiere glance at the tunnels ahead, as though expecting to see someone, or something, up there.
He did not know what to make of it.

While waiting for the others take their positions, Tegdaen ran his thumb across the blade of his axe.
He tilted his head in Xolons direction.
I may just  be paying a visit to your smithy, when this is all over. he said with a smile.

[Keldorn]

Keldorn saw the two dwarves standing at the front, and decided to stay at the back of the party. No sense to have all the swords at the front when you are attacked from behind.

So Keldorn stayed behind Pheonix and gestured to Rantal to also get in the middle so that they could get going.

As Keldorn was checking his equipment he saw Pheonix being distracted by Fiere\'s elegance, Keldorn whispered in his ear; \"Be carefull with that one, she could mean trouble.\"

[Fiere]

\"I\'ll lead you to where I found that bit of paper.\" Fiere said matter of factly,\"But unless you can decipher it we are going to need more of a lead to find the culprit from there. Nothing moves in that cavern any longer and it stinks of foreign magics.\"

She curled her lips at the corner as she glanced at Pheonix from the corner of her eyes, and started off into the darkness. \"Hope my watcher in the dark is what he says he is...\"she thought to herself as she passed the last faint glow of light in the stone corridor.

[Wormtail_]

Rantal got into his place in the party, and Fiere said that she would lead them to where the paper was found, and that the area \'stucnk of foreign magic.\' At this, Rantal got excited at the prospect of learning more magic. Also, she said that the paper had to be deciphered. Ah well, thought Rantal. Might as well tell everyone what was in the paper now, and have regrets later. Anyways, thought Rantal, I\'m probably the only one who knows how to read the paper, anyways. Fiere began to lead the party to the area, and Rantal followed, along with everybody else. While walking, Rantal coughed and said, \"The paper seems to be written by mages. Also, it is instructions on how to use a portal that is in the Labryniths. I\'ll know when we get to the area. For now, we\'ll continue walking on.\"

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AT THE RAIDER\'S CAMP

\"Attention! We will attack a band of soldiers that\'s been sent to clear this area! Commanders, rally your raiders, and wait for the signal to attack! The soldiers will be coming soon, but will stand no chance against us!\" The raider scouts spread the word, after recieving the instructions from the chief of the raiders. They had settled here after the damaging of the Crystal, and were slowly making plans to attack the nearby colony. For now, they had to wait a while and build up their forces. However, the occasional band of troops that tried to pacify this region only gave the raiders weapons, armor, and experience. The raiders were very confident of their strength by now, and they were very eager to attack another party of soldiers.

[FyreBlade]

Fyre saw a sudden whirlwind of activity in the raider camp. hmmmmm he wondered what are they up to? well, it doesn\'t concern me, MY concern is those adventurers...speaking of which.... he looked back toward where he had last seen them, and saw the diaboli approaching. she was looking around, as if looking for something ...or someone. Fyre stepped to a patch of shadows which had an angle so only the diaboli could see into it and the rest of the adventurers couldn\'t. He drew one of his katanas, and held it up so it\'s reflective edge caught the light once. Fyre sheathed his blade, and moved stealthily parallel to the path the diaboli was taking, carefully looking in all directions.

[Pheonix]

Pheonix nodded in response to the observation about Fiere being trouble.

Annoyed with himself for allowing others to notice his distraction Pheonix began going over sword forms in his head.
Even though it galled him to use his sword he knew he was good with it and it became neccessary to weild it from time to time.
He walked along seemingly alert, and to a degree he was certainly more so than any dwarf or human could ever be,
but his focus was not on his surroundings, it was on avoiding staring at Fiere.

[Keldorn]

The party moved onwards into the darkness. They kept into their formation led by Fiere.

Besides the occasional cursing when one of the party members who could not see well in the dark would trip over a loose stone the party did not speak, they were all too focused on the threat of death which ciould be lurking around every corner.

Because of the limited sight of some of the party members the party had to move slow, which started to annoy the people who did see well in the dark.

After some time Keldorn heard noise in the distance, it was the sound of a group of people, they were excited about something. From the sound of it they were preparing for a battle.
Keldorn hissed: \"Stop! Don\'t you hear it?\"

/ooc: that group are the raiders, should you have any doubt.

[Wormtail_]

RAIDER CAMP

The chieftain of the raiders looked around at his gathering army of orcs, trolls, goblins, and other strange creatures that have not yet been given a name. He was an orc, and he wore signs of battle everywhere. He had fought his way to the top, and was cleverer than most orcs, so that helped, too. Anyways, the camps of raiders managed to group under their leaders, who were in turn gathered around the cheftain, who was standing in front of his tent. The cheiftain of the raiders looked at his army, which by now, preparations were complete, and then he said to his commanders, \"Groups with the most strongest troops attack first. Goblin and swift troops charge win battle start.. We win.\" The commanders left out to carry out their \'orders.\'

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MAIN PARTY

Rantal heard Keldorn hiss, \"Stop! Don\'t you hear something?\" Rantal did. Apparently, someone or somethings were getting ready to attack someone or somethings. Rantal listened carefully. \"Ahh, unless I am mistaken, someone is about to attack us or another. We\'ll nee scouts to see what is happening there. Or spies. Well, lets hide in the shadows with weapons at the ready. Fiere, you can do the dirty work again and scout the foward area. If they\'re coming this way, throw a knife at that rock over there,\" Rantal motioned to that \'rock over there,\' and continued, \"If they\'re going another way, throw something else our way, and we\'ll come out and meet up with you. Depending on who they are, we\'ll decide what to do later.\" So saying, Rantal hid behind some nearby rocks.

[Silverblade]

As Tegdaen followed Rantal into the shadows, he grumbled into his beard. He muttered something about being so cautious.

We\'ve already proven ourselves against those raiders outside, why should we not take first strike against these cowards ahead.

Nevertheless, Tegdaen held his axe at the ready and squashed down as small as a dwarf can squash.

[Pheonix]

Expecting the worse Pheonix drew his readied an arrow and drew his bow taunt, watching and waiting for what would happen next.

[Xolon]

Hmmm....i dont think its smart to attack them. We\'re really outnumbered, and they seem like they fought before.

Xolon looked at his axeblade, moved his hand over it checking its sharpness.

Grmphff.. He snorred. And his hand disappeared in his little backpack in search of something.
This blade is not sharp enough for the goblins, let me change that first before we go in any action...

Xolon sat down on a small rock and started to sharpen his axe.

[Wormtail_]

RAIDER CAMP

In the raider camp, the commanders of the melee groups took their places in front of the line on a steed. The steeds were fierce, had red eyes, horns, and extremely strong and quick. The drawback was that they were rather hard to control and always carried their riders into the thick of battle. That\'s why the Orc-like commander chose them. He did not want coward commanders. The archers and archer commanders... Well, they had \'regular steeds\', regular meaning  something one knows as a horse in another world, but changed somewhat.
Anyways, when all of the commanders were in their positions, and the Orcish cheiftain was ready, and so was everybody else... The Orcish cheftain gave the order for the brawny and regular troops, except the fastest runners(He organized them earlier), divided themselves and headed different directions in the plan to surround the enemy army and crush them. Once they were a distance away, the Orc chieftain(Who\'s name was... Jubbaboe, for convenience  ) gave the order for the remaining melee groups to charge. They did so. When that group and ran for around five meters, there was the sound of battle in the air. Screaming, arrows speeding through the \'air\', the launching of stones, and the distant clanging of metal upon metal.
Now, Jubbaboe faced his group that rained missles down to the earth from the earth, and motioned them to join the battle. Jubbaboe, on his fierce steed which was impatient for battle, began to lead the archers to the battle. Confident of victory, there was only one commander and thirty troops guarding the camp. The main party didn\'t know this, of course...

OOC: Will change Jubbaboe\'s name if nobody likes it.  
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MAIN PARTY

Rantal heard the distant sound of battle in the air. He turned to the rest of the party, which was hiding in the shadows. He asked them, \"Should we attack? Or should we send some scouts in to see what\'s going on, who\'s fighting who, and other information? I like the latter choice better, so why don\'t we? So... Who volunteers to become a scout?\"