Episode: Siege Stories IV
Posted by Story on 04/20/17
There is always a calm right before a storm. On a particularly calm and pleasant evening in the Thrax quarters, noise suddeny rang out from the Darkwater Reach. The stories go out that it was an inside job and that servants of the house had become entranced under some sort of cultic influence.
It was the Count of Darkwater himself that noticed things were out of place. After confronting strange people in his own gardens as to why they are there, a fight ensued. Marquis Ford Kennex, Count Maximilian Darkwater, Mikani Tideborn, and a rather large mountain of a Redrain man called Shadow attacked the intruders without mercy.
Despite their bravery, the group they encountered were but a mere distraction. The true danger came from the cliffsides. Cultists were so daring they began to scale the cliffs to assault the Reach! It was through the efforts of Sir Elrych Holzfahller and the seamstress Alarie Harall that reinforcements were roused to come assist.
In the end, their are stories of cultists raining from the cliffs as a ginger giant threw them over. There are tales of great strength of men as they hoist giant hooks off the cliffside and send cultists falling to their death. There are tales of even Thraxian women showing their claws and taking down cultists in defense of their home.
It was the Count of Darkwater himself that noticed things were out of place. After confronting strange people in his own gardens as to why they are there, a fight ensued. Marquis Ford Kennex, Count Maximilian Darkwater, Mikani Tideborn, and a rather large mountain of a Redrain man called Shadow attacked the intruders without mercy.
Despite their bravery, the group they encountered were but a mere distraction. The true danger came from the cliffsides. Cultists were so daring they began to scale the cliffs to assault the Reach! It was through the efforts of Sir Elrych Holzfahller and the seamstress Alarie Harall that reinforcements were roused to come assist.
In the end, their are stories of cultists raining from the cliffs as a ginger giant threw them over. There are tales of great strength of men as they hoist giant hooks off the cliffside and send cultists falling to their death. There are tales of even Thraxian women showing their claws and taking down cultists in defense of their home.