As the Concert in the Dwarven District came to a close, the crowd swayed by our rocking tones and sweet ballads, Irwin noticed a few patrons that seemed less then impressed with their set. A group of bounty hunters, dressed in the same uniforms as the ones they dispatched and made off with their airships, are sitting in the crowd waiting for the tavern to empty out. Even stranger, there is a group of Dark Elves sizing up the band as well. Once the set had finished, Torsen and Lavatros head back to the ship claiming he had a headache. Rushed to pack up their equipment and gather there weapons, the Winding Road are approached on stage by the group of bounty hunters, the dark elves maintaining there distance.
“TM-19, aka Echo, you must come with us, immediately” spouted the leader of the pack. Having dealt with these swords of the hunt before, we made short work of them….they should have brought an army. But as luck would have it…..The dark elves approached with the same request, only this request came from their queen. Why they all want Echo is now the main thought found on Irwin’s mind, no time to ponder that now as the Elves brought a mage with them and she shrouded the tavern in darkness….Arrows flying in from nowhere, Rastix, the only one of us able to see in magical darkness, battles it out with the mage to no avail. We negotiate our surrender, but it was all a ruse to get her to dispel the darkness. A ruse that did not work to favor. As the dark veil lifted, we were greet by 20 or 30 dark elves, instead of the initial three, all with arrows knocked and pointed at our skulls. There was nothing to do, except…..Adam suddenly releases a large wave of force, knocking the entire platoon to the ground, the group snatched up their arms, Irwin tossed a quick grenade into the crowd without and hesitation and the band bolted straight for the stage exit and out of the tavern, running as fast as they could to the ship.
Upon arrival, Torsen had the ship prepared and we scrambled in and took off leaving the horde of dark elves firing their arrow uselessly at our hull. After much discussion and deliberation, it was decided to return to the near by woods to attempt to once again rescue Torsen’s stolen Jakkar cub from the clutches of a necromancer who bested us before we went in search of the Emerald Tower. We discover the portal has a guardian and after a bit of failed deception, we were allowed entry only to discover the powerful mage had created his own illussionary forest and domicile in the cave. The evil bastard reveal himself and the seeming taxidermed cub and covered himself in various light fields for protection. He sent out the jakkar cub, known to us as lefty, to the attack his former master and the rest of us. First he increased the creatures size and power, making him a much more formidable foe. With great displeasure, we all fought Lefty, all the while trying to find a way to reach the Child-like facade that was the Necromancer, but it would be Irwin, who discharged his entire battery into one well placed headshot, that would dispatch lefty once and for all, leaving his severed head and a pile of ash. The mage, distraught over the loss of his pet, showed his true form and then appeared to implode within himself, leaving behind the box he stole from us, or so we think.
Torsen still reeling over the loss of lefty, gathers his ashes and his head in an attempt to revive the fallen cub, but with little to no luck. And so we make our way back towards the ship, sadden and down trodden, but as we approach our vessel, we quickly realize, we are not the only ones here………
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