Daedron of the Hollow's Story

Its good to be home, he thought to himself as he walked through the marketplace. Drake was back in the capital and he had gotten a good number of new recruits in the south. Around two thousand men and women had joined him. He had sent his captains away to get the recruits a place to stay while there were trained.

He noticed a dirty looking man sitting on a wall of to the side marketplace, scanning the crowd as if looking for someone. Drake knew what he was up to immediately, So he leaned against a nearby wall and pulled down the brim of his hat to watch the young man in action.

The man on the wall smiled at some unseen joke, handed his bread to a dirty little street urchin and headed of into the crowd. Drake followed him as he bumped into a pretty young women, who didn’t even notice what had just happened. He apologised to the women before trying to disappear into the crowd Drake just about kept up with him, following him deeper into the city.

The young man came to a stop outside a pub before heading inside. Drake walked down towards the entrance of the building and looked up at the sign swinging above the door, The Dragon's Kettle it showed. He had been to this pub before it had some of the finest ale in the city. He checked his hidden knives before entering the building just in case this went wrong.

When he stepped inside the young man was in conversation with an older man. Drake sat at the nearest table and ordered a drink from a nearby barmaid. When the older man moved away he approached the young man and said “ello my name is Drake Ravenseeker. I am a commander in the Erandorian army and I am looking for new recruits and people with special talents such as yours.” The man looked shocked and ready to bolt at any minute. “Now if you would like to come with me I can see to it you are given a good wage, a roof over your head and some of the best training in the country. Now what say you?”

He smiled at this confident young man, who reminded him of himself a little. Drake ordered another drink and one for the young man before answering his questions.

“If it is gold you are after you have got it but a war is coming to these lands my friend and I need men to help me fight this war and men to help me win this war. I believe you are one of the men who could help me win it”. Drake watched him to see how he reacted to this while taking a swig of ale.

“As for being told what to do. You operate whatever way you want to. I will only call upon you when I need to, shall we say acquire certain documents and I assume you know how to remain undetected and use that dagger of yours? If so I may need you to hunt elves and dwarves”.

"I hold no hatred in my heart for anyone but war is coming whether we like it or not boy. I’m going to need good men to help me win this war. Now I have spent enough time drinking while there is work to be done. Consider my offer, I will be staying at The Drunken Huntsmen Inn tonight and tomorrow night.” Drake downed the rest of his drink patted the young man on the back and started heading for the door “oh and one more thing, “I think this is yours” he turned and threw the small sack of jewellery to the young man and smiled before leaving the pub.

Outside in the street he laughed at his own trickery before heading to the Inn he was staying at. He was looking forward to a good game of dice, a drink and a good women to share his bed. He hoped the young man would come around eventually.

Before the women could answer his question, the young thief he had been talking to inside the pub called out to him "Ravenseeker! I have your answer. I will join your squadron. But I reserve rights to leave if ever I am given a task that doesn't suit me. I am no military dog, but I give you my allegiance. You have my word, and trust me, no more honest a thief ever there was." The young man smiled and shook his hand. Drake was pleased to have the thief on board with him.

The thief turned to the women "I'm sorry miss. I'm an acquaintance of Mr. Ravenseeker. You may call me Daedron. No, I don't have a last name. It died alongside my father. Who might you be?" The women turned to Daedron and said "You can call me Aneska...Aneska Ravenwood” before turning back to Drake. "If you are Drake Ravenseeker then you are the man I seek.

Drake turned to Daedron first “I'm happy to have you on board. If you would like to accompany me I will see you paid and accommodated”. He then turned to the women “yes I am Drake Ravenseeker. We will share words once we reach the Inn”.

Those who have left our arms.

Björn Ironhammer

Björn Ironhammer died in battle, as any honorable Dwarf should. His funeral is one that the bards will song of for ages to come, filled with many a song and drink. His death occured on 3E 7C 78Y June 16. Rest in peace, Mighty Warrior.

Daedron of The Hollow

Not much is known of Daedron's death, he disappeared from the history books directly after the war began. Rest in peace, Mouse.

Drake Ravenseeker

Drake was another one of the Humans that went incognito after the war began, most likely fleeing to the Forests after the siege of Erandor. Rest in peace, Mouse.

Lafarin Dalisia

Much mourning and sorrow was accompanied with the death of Lafarin Dalisia, on account of the Elven people. He is buried at the site of The Battle of Deep Wood, where he met his end. A lone oak standing amidst a field of bright flowers is all that remains of him. His sister Queen Arlathina, has declared it an official sacred territory of the Elves. It is attended to by the Queen's Druids, and can be visited by anyone to pay their respects. Rest in peace, Silenced Brother.

Keaghan The Corrupted Knight

Keaghan was a brave knight, one of the finest the Humans had to offer. Alas, he was corrupted by the dark magic that plagued Celandine. His demise was brought about after the union of Humans, Elves, and Dwarves. The bards still sing songs of his woeful story today. Rest in peace, Just Knight.

Aneska Ravenwood

Aneska Ravenwood was slain in battle, by Sylvia Dawnstriker The Redeemer. She was a great necromancer who aided the Humans in their hour of need. Rest in peace, Silenced Sister.

Yuhra Quartam Gladio

Yuhra was brought to an end by her father, and as such she brought to end him. After a magnificent battle, with her will to live diminished, Yuhra pressed herself onto the blade of her father, Azure. And in her last moments thrust her blade through him. They died together, locked in a warm embrace. Queen Arlathina witnessed this event. It is said that on moonlit nights the spirits of Yuhra and her father can be seen frollicking among the trees, laughing and playing together as a father and daughter should. Rest in peace, Forbidden Daughter, and Forbidden Lover.

Galdra Orarira

Galdra Orarira met her end with the uprising of the Ekalon, which was quickly subdued by the Elven Military. When Galdra died the rest of the order was effectively dissolved. Rest in peace, Night Mother.

Amond Seleem

Amond Seleem died of poor nutrition while in the custody of the Elves. Rest in peace, Vengeful Soul.

Onsel Saexren

Onsel met her end at The Siege of Erandor. Rest in peace, Determined Commander.

Sylvia Dawnstriker

Sylvia was returned to the oaks, as were the rest of her people, and they had been missed for almost a thousand years. Rest in peace, Redeemer.

Azure

Azure was brought to an end by his daughter, Yuhra. Rest in peace, Forbidden Father, and Wandering Soul.

Queen Arlathina Dalisia

Queen Arlathina Dalisia died after a sucessful and prosperous rule of 600 years. At the time of her death she said these words, "In my life I have witnessed things that we Elves will never understand. Nor the Humans or Dwarves. We are all brethren in the depths of the forest. I can hear my mother's sweet singing. Rest in peace, Silent Mother."