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Ethia's Crusades

The Kingdom of Eldanoore.

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a part of Ethia's Crusades, by NethanielShade.

Eldanoore is a wilderness covered kingdom filled to the brim with magical beasts. It is the kingdom of the Elves, and lies to the north of Ethiafell.

NethanielShade holds sovereignty over The Kingdom of Eldanoore., giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Eldanoore is a wilderness covered kingdom filled to the brim with magical beasts. It is the kingdom of the Elves, and lies to the north of Ethiafell.
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The Kingdom of Eldanoore.

Eldanoore is a wilderness covered kingdom filled to the brim with magical beasts. It is the kingdom of the Elves, and lies to the north of Ethiafell.

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The Kingdom of Eldanoore. is a part of Ethia's Crusades.


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The sharp tip of a finger-guard tapped gently against the delicate wood, too soft to be heard over the loud voices. It seemed a requirement of politics was to have a voice that carried from one border to another, still at least it stopped things from devolving into mindless chaos.
A soft sensation against her fingers caused even to look down, seeing the red and blue spider nesting gently on top of her hand.
Yveine returned her eyes to the council, her thumb absent mindedly stroking the spider as she listened carefully. The information was not new. For one thing, there had been tensions and conflicts arising for quite a long time and for another, her Lumens had gathered most of the details presented. What was important was how it was being dealt with. After Elterys spoke, the other members began arguing. Again. She kept quiet. No need to enter a discussion unless you had a contribution and besides, she approved of the plan. It spread things out, kept every side covered and allowed for dealing with the threat quickly and efficiently. The other bickering was merely over territories and forces, all to deal as little damage to themselves as possible.
Then his majesty spoke.
Her finger hovered mid tap at his words, blinking slightly in disbelief.
The entirety of the levy?
After the king abruptly left chatter started up again, not as loud this time but somehow even more tense. He actually wanted to put the entirety of the levy into a display of force? Leaving the main land unguarded? There was nothing stopping either race from making a move away from the border and the frontier, she’d had reports of rouges doing just that, so this made no sense. Besides which, out of the two threats the humans were the lesser ones. They needed to be kept under watch, but the orcs were more likely to start a sporadic attack.
Sighing to herself, Yveine listened to the other council members but found little of value in their words. She waited a moment before standing up, clicking her tongue slightly until the spider scuttled up her arm to rest on her shoulder. Taking her leave, she made her way out of the room and instantly caught sight of a blonde woman in light armour, her face shadowed by a hood. The woman noticed her appearance and walked over.
“If I may have your ear Etoile?” She asked in a low, quiet tone, extending her hand in a sign of respect and bowing her head.
Yveine touched the outstretched palm before responding “You always have it Aino. I assume more of the same.”
The two of them began making their way along the corridor as Aino spoke, “Indeed Etoile, the Orcs continue to move against us. There have been citizen deaths again. Nothing major from the humans but talk is spreading, there have been more ranger sightings and moving around the border is more risky than ever.”
“That’s to be expected from them, they won’t strike until it’s necessary.” She muttered to herself, eyeing her Lumen carefully. “Your face suggests something else.”
“Nothing certain Etoile. Much like with the humans it’s just talk. But it concerns the demons.” Aino saw Yveine raise an eyebrow, quickly adding “No sightings and no witnesses, but their presence has been mentioned increasingly over the past months. It seems to be merely rumours and suspicions.”
“Suspicion is sometimes more dangerous than truth… Keep your ears to the ground. Inform the other Lumen to return to the estate, we may have to change our positions. I’ll brief you later.”
“Understood Etoile.”
The two of them had arrived in the main part of the palace, and Aino bowed deeply before heading towards the main doors. Yveine scanned the room for a moment, contemplating her next decision… and caught sight of Elterys with the human ambassador. Evan Deadwood. She had no issues with him, in fact she approved highly of his role as ambassador, but it was Elterys she wished to speak to; if she was going to plan how to place her Lumens she needed to know where they were needed.
“Better perform our civic duty Aranea.” She murmured softly to the spider before making her way over to the two. “My lords.” Her voice was gentle but it carried, as she stopped before them and bowed her head respectfully to each in turn. “Forgive the interruption, but if I may have your ear a moment my lord Mheadros?”

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All seemed quiet in the grey, still throne room. No light came into the dull area, and alone in the room, sitting on a half shattered throne, sat Seadin Deadroot in black matte armor. He sat leisurely slumping in the massive but broken chair as he played with the small pure white quill that clashed with the melancholy setting, and he thought of the series of the events that had lead him here, to this. Within a matter of seconds his old life, his old lie of a life, had been changed, or reborn, into something greater, and now he sat as the leader of the true cause, the cause of true peace! He thought of the power he felt as the inadequate "holy" magic gave way to his enlightened dark magic. When he could connect as a medium, enacting as the thing that brought forth monsters, to the world of utter peace, the world of nothingness! For he knew, now, that peace could only exist if nothing at all did. He had his plan.

Suddenly, interrupting his pensive mood, Vussrix, a towering eight-foot tall heavily armored demon, came striding into the ruin throne room with eight or so undead. A small smile came to Seadin's face as he thought of his undead, although the helmet he uses to dehumanize himself hid it, for these are not the zombies that came before Seadin. Zombies were sluggish and had the mind dumber than the dullest dog, and they were used by common dark mages for basic protection. Seadin's undead were sentient and had the minds of some men, even if they were the dullest of men but smarter than simpletons, and so his undead, unlike zombies, could wear armor, wield weapons, and stay in formations, however he could never trust an undead to lead undead. Even the way Seadin brought the undead back was astronomically different than that of a necromancer that was, himself, a tear to the void. To make a zombie with dark magic, you had to have a body in perfect condition and all bodily functions intact, making zombies rare and easy to kill or in other words useless, but Seadin just opened an opening to the void and a lost soul fled into the body, looking for anyway back to the realm of existence. Since the body was driven by pure soul, they could suffer any injury possible and keep fighting as long as their head was not liberated from their body, and he also found he could raise the dead in massive quantities, raising his army. However, he needed leadership for his dumb horde, so he submitted demons, at first with the help of Vussrix but then on his own, to become his officers and generals. It took no time to slaughter the elves and orcs of the farthest reaches of the north to gain his numbers. At least three-thousand orc corpses ready to fight, and about two thousand elves the same, lead by his forty or so demons.

"Lord," Vussrix's voice was low and deep, like two massive stones coarsely rubbing across one another, "the demons under you grown anxious, what is our next step?"

Seadin thought, but to his audience he looked emotionless with his unmoving armor. The undead are stronger than an alive being because the lack of inhibitors, but he has seen nothing stronger than an orc undead.

"It is simple, we will consume all of Orcis and their people. We will grow in number and strength to destroy the realms and bring peace!" Seadin's voice was empty and low, almost as if the void itself whispered. "Prepare to move the legion."

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Yveine nodded politely to Evan as he left before returning her attention to Elterys.
She did not miss the tone in his voice at all, and knew exactly what it meant. The weight of the situation was far greater than it had been before, and she had to wonder what was going through the Kings mind. Still, all the more reason to make movements now.
“It is more what you require of me my lord.” She began, meeting his eyes directly. “Given his majesty’s… decision, I realise that forces are going to be spread a bit thin. Therefore I’d like to offer my services. My Lumens are at your disposal should you need them, wherever reinforcements are required. I realise that they are not much compared to the Grey Guard, but they will serve to their last breath for our kingdom.”

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Yveine couldn’t help raising an eyebrow in amusement at how quickly he agreed, and at the instant spill into regulations and organisation. Talk about dedicated to the job.
“Mystikos? How quaint. If that is more convenient for yourself then I accept it, but the Lumens shall continue to refer to me by my family title of Etoile.” She said calmly, deciding to be direct as possible. “As for numbers, I have fifty in total; each of them are skilled in stealth and speed, with focus on staying unseen. I’ve had their focus on the southern border for the moment, as that is the most unpredictable, but there are several placed towards the northern frontier to keep an eye on the orcs. All reports come directly to me, and while all information shall of course be shared with you and your guard, I should like things to remain that way. Where you need information to come from and how far the network spreads shall be at your discretion.”
Aranea had begun crawling down Yveines arm, her beady eyes watching Elterys as she moved across her owners hand, freezing as it lifted to help her balance better. Yveine continued to speak to Elterys as if nothing had changed, although her eyes were now on the spider.
“As you say, all the details can be worked out in time. Regarding what I can give you now, there is nothing new regarding the orcs attacks. The humans are getting restless but nothing has been acted upon, the worst incidents have been a few ranger sightings. Nothing you’re not aware of and simple enough to provide.” Her eyes slid away from Aranea and back to Elterys, her expression taking on that underlying knowledge that had earned her such an untrustworthy persona despite her loyalty. Yveine smiled slightly, her voice lowered as she added “The information I don’t know how to deal with... is that regarding demon activity.”

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Yveine noticed the sudden worry in his voice, clearly this was right to see. She began walking alongside him, lifting Aranea back onto her shoulder before starting to speak again.
"Unfortunately there are very few details I can give you. The reason I haven't brought it up to the council is because it's all rumours and suspcicions at the moment, we haven't been able to get eyewitnesses or certain evidence. However over the past few months these rumours have been increasingly frequent, so unless they're proven wrong I'd rather not dismiss them." Her expression had become thoughtfull, truthfully this had been bothering her ever since the first time her Lumens mentioned demons.
Apart from the fact that demons were by far the most dangerous and violent race, posing a grave threat to all of them, the mere mention of demons would certainly get the other lords interested in the void again. If another expedition took place before the current conflicts had been dealt with, this would be all the excuse the humans would need to attack. War would break out instantly, and if going to the void was as disasterous as last time then there was no telling what they would face this time around.
"It is my intention to join you, yes." She responded, looking back at him. "The orcs are the most active threat right now and need to be dealt with before the humans mobilise. Besides, the areas of the orc attacks are the closest we've found to a source for the demon rumours. Perhaps it can provide more clues."

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Elterys strode down the hall, listening intently to Yveine as she spoke. A new plan was formulating in his mind as he thought over the geography of the frontier and began considering how to deploy his extremely limited resources. With only one hundred and fifty actual warriors, and fifty intelligence agents, he had to use them with the precision of an arrow. The demon problem only compounded his other problems. All this ran through his mind as he listened to her. They passed a few passing noblewomen who gave each other knowing looks at the sight of the well known to be single March-Warden walking alone down a fairly quiet hallway with an attractive young woman. Soon rumors that Lord Elterys had picked a lady to pursue would spread throughout the entire palace. Such was the activity of bored young nobles with nothing better to do. Engrossed in their conversation however, he did not notice the looks and whispers directed at them. He and Yveine continued until they were near his suite where he and the Guard slept when they came upon one of his finest archers, an elf by the name of Telorin, fully armored and armed standing guard at the door. When he saw Elterys he quickly saluted by banging his fist to his heart. "My lord! The Guard are armored and standing ready to march. Lheandore had us prep for a march, stating that regardless of the outcome of the meeting, we would be going somewhere."

"Very good. We'll heading north, to the frontier. Have to teach some orcs a lesson. Now head back in there and tell the rest of the warriors to pack everything up. We leave in four hours."

"Yes milord!"

Elterys then turned to Yviene, and said "Gather anything and anyone you need. Meet me at the gates within four hours. Any questions?"

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Elterys gave a curt smile and bow as Yveine left, then strode into his suite into a display of military discipline. Grey Guardsmen were packing their belongings into packs made of shaped leather, all dyed grey, emblazoned with the eye of the Guard. However all this activity ceased when Elterys walked in, every warrior there snapping to attention and saluting. He returned the salute and bade them continue, continuing his movements. He strode to his comrade Lheandore, clasping his arm and greeting him "Greetings. Tis good to be out of that bloody pit of syncophants known as the Royal Council. Bunch of arse-kissing lay-abouts who think their talent with magic will save them from an orcish blade. Speaking of which, we're headed to the frontier. Which I assume you knew?"

Lheandore's voice was warm and full of life as he replied, the beginnings of laughter bubbling into his words "Ah good to see you my lord. I'm sure they weren't all that bad, I mean you turned out half decent right? And you are of the same rank as them! But yes, I figured we'd be heading out there, hence the extra clothing the lads are packing. I've requested about three hundred quivers of arrows from the arrowsmiths, as well as a multitude of other things. It'll take them about three hours to get all the arrows over here but-"

"Send a runner and tell them to bring the arrows to the gates. Thats where I want all supplies taken to while we prep to move. Also, I know five of the Guard are good healers, but do you think we should hire an expert or three?"

"Well I don't know of any experts who would leave their cushy place here in the nice safe capitol to go freeze their rears off, while worrying about getting stabbed by a bloodthirsty orc."

"Guess I'll have to ask nicely. Send a few warriors and have them bring me two good healers. Do whatever is necessary. Every Elf must do their part. That goes double for those with skills useful to our mission. I'll pay their price. But they must come." His voice cracked out like a whip at these last few sentences. Lheandore saluted and walked off, calling names and briefing them, secretly worrying about his friend. Elterys however merely walked to his room and began to pack. First he armored himself, placing his silver greaves on his shins, wrapping his torso in the armor. He picked up his pack, putting a change of clothing in it, as well as a warm grey cloak. He leaned his bow against the wall, next to the door, along with his spear. He didn't have all that much to clear out. Just a few changes of clothing for more formal occasions which he would not need. Within thirty minutes the room was clear, everything packed or left in a neat folded pile on the bed. His pack and quiver were on his back, his bow strung and paced over his shoulder, his spear in his right hand, and he strode out looking like a Warrior-Prince. His power was evident for all who saw him in his glory. But what would this mission gain him? What was actually out there? Could he do his duty, and defend his people? All these questions went through his mind, chinks in the armor that was his confidence...

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The ride back to the estate took about ten minutes, the gates to the large manor opening as they trotted up. They went into the courtyard and stopped, with Althea getting off first before helping Yveine down. Aino came out first, holding her hand out to Yveine as she asked “Is everything alright Etoile? We weren’t expecting you back for a while.”
“There’s been a change of plans, how many are here?” Her hand touched Ainos as she began walking towards the main doors.
“Thirty including Althea and myself.”
“As I thought. Gather them all together and have them prepare to leave. This is a group movement, not individual missions like you’re used to. Same terms apply, travel light, pack only the essentials and have your chosen conduits in close proximity at all times.”
“Yes Etoile. If I may ask… where are we going?”
Yveine couldn’t help smirking as she responded “The frontier, where the orc attacks have been happening.”
Aino’s eyes widened instantly, glancing over at Althea before returning her gaze. “That isn’t safe for you Etoile, it’s too great a risk. I’ll take a band an-“
“We’re all going.” There was a sudden sharp air of authority to her voice, yet somehow she spoke even softer than usual. “It will not be us alone out there. Our skills are now under the service of the March-Warden Elterys Mheadros, so we will be travelling alongside the Grey Guard and assisting them in the attack. You still report to me but my orders will be coming from him. Now, go and tell them, make sure that it takes half an hour at the most. And Aino…” Yveine placed a hand on her Lumens shoulder before continuing “I want you to pick out four of the most skilled Lumens to work with you on a special mission. Details will be sorted later. Understood?”
The elf still had a concerned look in her eyes, but she bowed her head in acknowledgement, giving a respectful “Yes Etoile” before turning and leaving the two of them to carry out her task.
Yveine watched Aino for a moment before indicating to Althea to follow her. She made her way swiftly inside the manor itself, following the winding corridors and staircases until she reached her private chambers. Once inside she instantly made her way over to a large desk, sitting down to write a note while Althea started gathering up a few spare clothes, thin vials and other items to pack away.

Ivran,
I shall be travelling with the other Lumens to the main frontier alongside the Grey Guard. Keep monitoring the borders and ensure the relay between us is as smooth as it can be, I shall need reports from all of you regularly.
Etoile Cielo


Once the note was finished she sealed it before glancing about to see if there was anything else she needed. The first instinct was weapons, but her main ability was her magic so that was what she would use to defend herself. Lifting her fingers to her eyes, she could see that the hollowed tip of the finger-guards were still full of venom… just in case. Her eyes suddenly fell on a thin, silver dagger. She watched it for a moment, thinking carefully before picking it up. Then she looked at Aranea, taking a dead fly from a small pot and handing it to her before commenting,
“Time to see the damage for ourselves.”

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Three hours later, at the mighty gates of the city, twenty one of Eldanoore's finest warriors stood, gleaming in their silver armor. They paced as they conversed with each other, waiting for the final order to move out. Elterys was standing there, tapping his foot impatiently, waiting on the arrows. He thought he was gonna explode when a few Elves came over pulling a cart full of quivers. They bowed, and walked off. Elterys began calling out orders to his soldiers,and four of them quickly moved to the cart, ready to pull it. All that remained were the healers and Yveine. Another few minutes passed, and a pair of of the Grey Guard came back, with three Elves in distinguished and well made robes between them. One of them, a male with a look of indignation on his face came striding up, lifting his hand in the air and began yelling at Elterys. "Who do you think you are that you think that you can just force me out of my abode to go freeze in some barbarous frontier land away from people who actually need my skills!!! The audacity is unreal!" Elterys slapped the Elf's hand away.

"I am the March-Warden of Eldanoore, and I require your skills. I am willing to pay a fair price. You will obey me. Our nation is more important than your comfort Master Yeleryn, and I expect you to realize this right about now. Warmer clothing will be provided for you and your assistants at Himring. Am I understood?" His voice came out in a crisp tone that brooked no defiance, and the healer bowed his head, cowed for the moment. He wandered back to his comrades. Elterys shook his head at Yeleryn's cowardice and continued his pacing. He was ready to move, for every moment that was wasted put more Elven lives at risk...

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The group of Lumens made their way along the road back towards the gates of the city.
Riding at the head was Yveine with Althea sat behind her as always, with Aino on horseback just behind. Two or three others sat on horseback while the rest walked on foot, all in identical dark blue or green attire, very lightly armoured with hoods pulled over their heads, keeping faces in shadows. There wasn’t a military discipline to their movements, yet they weren’t disorganised or rambling by any means. It was a strangely unnerving sight, and they got several strange glances as they moved closer to the city. But Yveine was used to this, especially as she had left the hood of her travelling cloak down to leave hers as the only face to be seen. Ever since she first introduced the Lumens they had been getting odd looks, but no one argued with the results. Aranea scuttled along her owners arm to sit on top of the horses head, her bright colours a stark contrast to the dark shades of the group as a whole.
Yveine couldn’t help but smirk, hearing familiar voices as they approached the gates. Her eyes took in the soldiers, resplendent in their armour and stood to attention, much like their leader who appeared to be dealing with some healers. They were an awkward bunch, but she doubted they would go against commands when the
“I hope we did not keep you waiting my lord.” She said, her soft voice carrying clearly across as she stopped before Elterys, bowing her head respectfully before him and giving an approving smile to the warriors. Althea also nodded her head briefly and it even looked like Aranea made some kind of bowing movement, while behind them Aino made some gestures with her hand that instantly got the group to stop still before them. “We leave at your command.”

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The Lumens all shared expressions of pride at the words, with a few of them even shouting “For Eldanoore!” amongst the shouting of the Grey Guard, but for the most part they remained quiet and reserved throughout. Some of them seemed unsure how to react, as they had never been involved in or trained for large displays like this. Yveine herself wasn't one for big shows such as this, but even she had to admit she was impressed, not only by Elterys’s words but by how quickly the soldiers began to mobilize.
Once the Guard started to march, Yveine turned her head and indicated for Aino to come over before saying “Let’s move into position for the march. Those on horseback flank either side, the rest follow on behind the Guard. Remember, keep alert at all times. If the March-Warden makes a command to halt then follow it, otherwise report to me.”
Aino nodded, turning around and making several different gestures towards the other Lumens who soon fell into place amongst the guard. Yveine waited a moment, observing the two groups merge together.
“So eager to fight, their dedication knows no bounds.” Althea commented, watching the marching soldiers.
“That’s true Althea, but it’s genuine at least. Eldanoore couldn’t ask for more.” She responded, her horse moving forward as she made her way back over to Elterys. “Strong words my lord, you certainly know how to motivate them. Perhaps you could do something similar for Lord Nefarian, he approached me earlier claiming he was uncomfortable about sending his men to Ethia's border.”

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Yveine couldn’t help but laugh at his comment, imagining the look on Nefarian’s face, and probably the faces of several other lords, when coming before the king to explain their unwillingness to use their forces. Her expression turned thoughtful as Elterys spoke to her regarding the scout teams. She had considered something similar herself, as she needed to ensure they would be able to get information quickly, and was pleased that this was being implemented so early. It would certainly be more suited to the Lumens skills than marching, though the others would prove themselves in time.
“That won’t be an issue, the sooner we establish a link the better our communications will be anyway.” With a nudge to the horse she trotted towards the group of Lumens, scanning them a moment before calling out “Jonik! Aesar! Rolim! Eloen!” Four Lumens, three men and a woman, soon slid effortlessly out of the group without disturbing the flow of movement. They lined up, each bowing their heads as Yveine approached before stretching a hand out to her. She touched each one individually, looking at them all directly before speaking “Scout ahead covering a three mile radius, Jonik and Rolim will take the left, Aesar and Eloen cover the right. Be alert at all times, connect to your chosen conduits quickly and report as soon as something arises. If you get in trouble, you know what to do.” They spoke “Yes Etoile.” in unison, bowing their heads again before splitting into their allocated pairs and making their way to both directions. Their movements were swift and speedy, still somehow elegant as they dashed across the plains. As they watched the quickly disappearing figures, Yveine turned her head to Althea behind her. “Althea, connect to your conduit and give the command.”
The command was responded with a quick nod. “Corvus.” Althea spoke, her voice ringing clear as she looked up to the sky, drawing on her aura to seek what she needed. Down flew a black raven, cawing loudly as it settled down upon Altheas now outstretched arm. Her eyes stared directly into that of the bird as she let out her command “Servo.” The raven stared at her for a few more moments before giving another caw and flapping it’s wings, quickly returning to the sky where it began to circle over the group, following the movements of them. “He will follow us as we make our journey and cry out if anything approaches.” She said, her head turning to Elterys while Yveine listened with a touch of pride. “That way no matter what occurs we will get warning of it sooner rather than later.”

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Once the group had stopped, Yveine and Althea got down. The Lumens all joined in the break, even beginning to interact with the guard, yet compared to the warriors they were far more on edge, still continuing to observe their surroundings. Yveine and Althea sat down on the ground, with Yveine lifting Aranea onto a bush to let her get her own food, while Althea found herself eyeing the area like the others.
Yveine looked up, and she smirked slightly at Elterys’ comment. “Indeed, it’s a wonder we don’t serve this at our meetings. As to ideas, I feel the biggest concern is regarding how the orcs are likely to move. From the reports it’s only a few clans causing these attacks, so as long as it remains that way they it should be simple to deal with. Should the entire tribe get involved… that could be a problem. As I've said my Lumens are trained for stealth, so we will need the chance to observe their movements properly to best ascertain how to approach.” Her eyes flicked back to Elterys as she continued “You and your men have had more experience in such matters, what can we expect from them? More importantly, what do you think we can't expect from them?”

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Elterys nodded as he listened to Yveine, and said "The orcs are disunited, which makes our job easier. They will move based on clan and tribe, with the strongest orcs or the smartest orcs being the leaders. When a leader dies, chaos ensues as the clan or tribe splinters. That's why when we engage them we need to hit their leadership. Now, as to the unexpected, I honestly don't see any real strategy behind this push of theirs. It seems to me that it is more of a migration of the weaker tribes who have been forced out. They shouldn't pose a serious threat to us, but we must be cautious nevertheless. Also, magic is not their forte. So we will be facing mundane weaponry powered by brute strength. Not much in the way of stealth, your Lumens should be operate with impunity. Have I answered your questions?" As he finished speaking he looked slightly to the right to see the slightest bit of grey on the horizon... Clouds? Or smoke?

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Lómëar Tumna Lúhtalócë, a figure in a tattered purple cloak, stalked down an empty trading path in northern Eldanoore. The sun was high in the center of the sky, and he had been walking on for many leagues. Finally, he spotted a pond in a grove of trees a little ways off the path. He walked to it, and rested, looking out at the pond, which was filled with water lilies, spindleweed, lotus flowers, water hyacinth, marshmerrow reeds and he even spotted two Drazroot plants. He resisted the urge to start plucking plants. Many of them have magical or alchemical properties, but he would have no way to preserve them while traveling. He stood and walked closer to the pond, now at the water's edge. He pointed at the pond and muttered "Mórë," the Elven word for "blackness." Suddenly the water grew murky and dark, the darkness spread to the lotus flowers and turned the beautiful white petals black and the center yellow flower purple, it darkened the maroon shades of the spindleweed, it turned the purple flowers of water hyacinth to a darker shade and turned the green black, likewise with the water lilies, the marshmerrow reeds and the Drazroot. Then he muttered "Húna," the Elven word for curse. All of the plants gave off a faint purple glow, then returned to their still colored but non-glowing states. The plants would now all have negative effects where there would be positive, and the water is now poisonous. And lastly: "Ulundo," meaning deformed or hideous creature. The fish in the pond all twisted and shifted, some elongating, others growing spikes, all growing razor sharp teeth and glowing eyes. The fish were now beasts that would attack anyone who put so much as a finger in the water.

Lómëar smiled slightly, pleased with his work. It always pleased him to destroy things, whether it be violently or subtly as the pond is now. He enjoyed altering life for malevolent purposes and pursued studies in such areas, even though it was considered evil. He shrugged at his thoughts. He now wondered what the new effects the plants would have, but he still was unable to test it. The three spells also left him drained as if he had just ran for a league or two. Manipulating energy and the elements was elementary work, easily done by anyone who knew the basic principles of magic. Altering things was much harder, and in some cases nearly impossible, and doing so would kill a lesser magician. Nevertheless, he was quite happy with his new oasis of death. He sighed now, realising his counterproductiveness. He had come here to rest from walking all day, and only tired himself more. He shook his head but stood up anyway. He had to keep traveling, he was close to Eldanoore's borders now. The path lead on place, and that's why it is no longer used. Lómëar just hopes that the man he intends to visit will cooperate.

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Yveine listened intently to the information. She was aware that the orcs generally didn’t have a great sense of unity or planning, so with the Lumens focus on stealth they would be able to assist the army easily enough. Brute strength was simple to counteract, and it would mean they would get the chance to focus on the demon rumours.
“I think that’s all we’ll need, in terms of strategy it should be easy to deal with them effect-”
A loud cawing sound broke the conversation, as Yveine’s eyes flicked up to the sky to see the flapping shape of the raven circling them. Immediately every Lumen in the company stood to attention, hands tensely resting over weapons as they scanned the area.
“My conduit.” Althea said to them, her hand clasping the dagger at her belt. Soon the raven was joined in the sky by a small falcon, shrieking itself while moving back and forth between the group and the direction of the grey. “That’s Eloen’s, whatever’s causing it she and Aesar are nearby.”
“Have Aino send a scout ahead to meet them and assess the situation, we need full details of what’s happening.” Althea nodded, making her way over to Aino with the orders while Yveine turned back to Elterys. “Well, I’d say that moving this far into the country is certainly unexpected… if orcs are even the cause.” She murmured, eyeing the grey in the sky.

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Roughly seven miles away from the small Elven force, the motley Kregosh tribe was in the process of sacking the lovely village of Menolyn. The raggedy band of orcs number a score of scores, and had quickly overwhelmed the village's militia of twenty seven in a hopeless battle. Yet the orcs had been shocked at the supposedly weak elves actually marching out and attacking them. Weapons they did not have in plenty, but they wielded the very fabric of existence. Stone and fire and water all obeyed the words of the Elda, and many an orc died. Yet these brave few were overwhelmed and crushed. Thus, the village was sacked. Blood crazed orc warriors ran aroud cutting down children, women, all in an orgy of death. The end had come to the ageless. And it was brutal. This was the smoke that dominated the sky, as the now 6 score orcs burned the well built elven homes.

However, all this was unknown to Elterys, but he knew something was up. Quickly whipping back towards Yveine, his eyes narrowing as he listened to her talk to her Lumens. Then he began barking orders. "On your feet! On your feet right now! Leave the fires, we march in three minutes!" Turning back to Yveine, "I need you to send your Lumens in a net five miles wide going out towards that smoke. The Guard will follow. Then stand back once we get there. I will not risk your people in open conflict." Keeping an ear open for a response, he began collecting his belongings, throwing them into his pack, and slinging it over his shoulders, until only his helmet lay on the ground. Picking it up with both hands, he placed it on his head, and thus entered a prince of battle from a bygone age. In his eyes was fire, a fiery rage at those who would dare despoil his homeland. Reaching into that sense of power and magic all elves possess, he murmured "Voce magna" and then he spaced his feet apart, lifted his spear, and yelled, his voice magnified by his spell to be a hundred times louder into the boom of thunder "DEATH! DEATH TO YE WHO STAND BEFORE THE CHILDREN OF ELDANOORE!"

Roughly seven miles away, every orc's head snapped up in alarm at the sound of that booming, god-like voice, and they nervously looked around, until their chief, a massive brute whose name sounded like a series of grunts and snorts to those not fluent in orcish, raised his weapon, a massive club, and said "Didn't we just kill some pointy eared elves? Well let's kill some more!"