[center][color=aqua][h1]Alberich[/h1][/color][/center]

[quote=Argent Crusade Rifleman]Go with the Light, friend.[/quote]

[color=silver]Alberich nodded both to Ysran and Caractacus, sparring little time within his decisions.[/color] [color=aqua][b]"Let us be on our way, then. We're burning daylight when there is battles to be fought and wars to be won. Still, seeing as you two don't have any horses, I hope you don't mind walking."[/b][/color] [color=silver]The lumberjack explained to the two new companions that had wished to join them, whether it was through intimidation or their own will. Regardless, once little they had was gathered and situated for travel, the party set out as one, seeking the next destination far off in the distance, miles from where they stood. Huffing his pipe, Alberich sung along in his hearty voice as they walked, each footstep in rhythm to the tune.[/color]

[center][color=aqua][b]"I dream of walls, and hearth of wood.
A home of peace, both fair and good.
My love is there, in Cragmire's hold, waves of the sea on hills of old.
And 'ere I went, to lift my hand, I left my heart upon the sand.
When duty's done, and glory earned, I swore my heart, I would return."[/b][/color][/center]

[color=silver]Twirling a branch he had picked up earlier, Alberich continued to sing various songs and verses--often filled with tales of heroism and duty--when the sight of chimney smoke appeared on the horizon, signifying a still lively village that had yet been beset by the Dark Lord and his forces.[/color] [color=aqua][b]"'ere we go, lads. Our first village encounter. Caractacus, you heard the lady before about your corpse minion. And you, Ysran, keep stickin' around or disappear if you want."[/b][/color] [color=silver]Alberich explained to the party that trailed in his footsteps down the once heavily traveled paths in the regions, the dried and dead grass being the only sign of past movement.

However, contrary to what Alberich had expected, a gloomy atmosphere had overtaken the village. Every building was still intact, yet something had clearly caused the villagers to feel melancholy. In the center, there was a large gathering of every character, from the blacksmith to the innkeeper to even the stable boy of a now defunct stable. There, they laid gifts--flowers, baked pies and other various presents--as offerings, although it had been unknown why they were doing so to those in the party. Eventually after a moment of sobbing and crying, the gathering dispersed from the center of the village, leaving only an old man and a youthful lad of hardly twenty winters, his matted hair covered by a large cooking pot worn as a helmet.[/color]

[center][color=darkblue][h1]Elvan[/h1][/color][/center]
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[color=yellow][b]"Oh, how I long for them to return. To see youth be stolen away in these dire times... It brings sorrow to my aging heart."[/b][/color] [color=silver]The village elder, Beldon, stated as he gazed upon the numerous gifts that the villagers left nearby a ancient garden that had inhabited the center of the village. It had been days since the two girls had disappeared during the night, and what search parties that went out were only found dead or their search had resulted in nothing at all. In order to spare those from another disastrous fate, Beldon was forced to call off the search parties, but with a heavy heart as he stood steadfast with his belief that they still had to be alive, somewhere in the world.[/color]

[color=darkblue][b]"Just let me go look for them, Beldon! I'm certain that they were taken to the castle ruins, I just need your approval!"[/b][/color] [color=silver]Elvan exclaimed, once again trying to convince the village elder to allow him to lead a search party, but to no avail.[/color] [color=yellow][b]No--I won't allow it. I know there is a chance that they might still be alive, but I will not allow anymore to die in vain. Our searches have led to nothing so far."[/b][/color] [color=silver]Beldon replied to Elvan's demands, meeting him with the same refusal that had been echoed to the youth many times in the past few days.

Sighing, Elvan scratched his chin as he thought how to convince the village elder when his eyes had gazed over the new arrivals to the village.[/color] [color=darkblue][b]"What about them? I'm sure they'll do the job for us."[/b][/color] [color=silver]Elvan announced, pointing towards the party as Beldon turned his head to face them, acknowledging their presence.[/color]
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