Briarland - Near Castle Wildrose
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So that's Castle Wildrose... What a beautiful place. Our liege and Lady Maleanor are there...! |
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They aren't the only ones, Sebek! |
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Mrah! It's crawlin' with those iron armor guys. |
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They've got the castle surrounded, and they've got more giant excavators and catapults. |
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What numbers... Not only the castle, but the whole of the Verdurous Moor is crawling with them! |
| Some of them are in different armor than what the Silver Owls wear... | They've got some people in robes I haven't seen before. |
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Those wretched Silver owls. Are they getting help from other lands as well?
They must covet Briarland's resources indeed. |
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They might be mercenaries working for coin. I'm impressed at the sheer number they've hired... |
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Those robed figures are likely wizards. |
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Those wretched Silver owls. Are they getting help from other lands as well?
They must covet Briarland's resources indeed. |
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One or two extra foes wouldn't pose much threat, but this many will be a problem. |
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Now that we're close, teleportation magic should be less of a strain on your body.
But even were we to make it inside the castle... How would we get Her Highness out?
We'd have to wait for reinforcements from Castle Blackscale... But... |
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Even if help did arrive, it would barely put a dent in this assemblage. |
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Oh, no! |
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We need to find a way to at least get Lady Maleanora nd the egg out of the castle. |
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If we can just reach Mount Dread, the sacred peak that safeguards Castle Blackscale...
We should be able to use the terrain and magic-rich atmosphere to our advantage. |
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This is a much heavier siege than the one around the eastern citadel. How will we get through? |
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Teleportation magic's not an option. It would put the egg at too much risk.
If we use magic to fly, we'll get picked off by spells and arrows. Lacking any other options...
There's an old waterway beneath Castle Wildrose. I believe it's connected to the river flowing from Pinion Peak.
Though I imagine Lady Maleanor will have no end of complaints about how dark and damp it is... |
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It sounds like that's our only hopes of getting the heir to safety. |
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I fear getting her to agree to a retreat in the first place will be a battle in and of itself... Good grief. |
Royal Guardsman A |
*fae language* |
Ironclads |
YEEEAAAH! |
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What is it? Why all the commotion? |
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Look! There's someone shiny walkin' on the bridge to the castle! |
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Alabaster armor, golden hair like sunlight... There's no mistake.
It's the Dawn Knight! |
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