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The Forgotten Heroes

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The Forgotten Heroes

and then introductions and plot dev. double woot!

The Forgotten Heroes

ok! im kinda planning on getting there in the next 3-4 posts FYI

The Forgotten Heroes

i figured i would mention my expectation, The boss is in an underground treasure room beneath the keep and our goal (accidentally or otherwise) is us reaching the boss room and dying horribly?

The Forgotten Heroes

Ordam

^{Location: Outer Palisades - Interior + Castle Courtyard}

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Ordam rose with his wounds newly bandaged and his gun reloaded. He stood slightly off balance as he tried to releive pressure from his wounded leg, and walked with a slight limp. He decended the stairs down to the ground level, spattered with blood that had fallen from the knight he had shot not long ago. It was a long decent at his pace, slowly lumbering down each step as it made his leg twinge in pain. He needed to be more careful he decided, wounds like this would kill him eventually, either through making him too slow to avoid a killing blow or through infection. What he needed was a healer, these wounds bound in filthy cloth would not do for long.

As he thought he reached the ground level without noticing at first. It was when he tried to take another step down and his foot struck solid stone before he expected it and threw his balance off slightly that he realized he was out of stairs. He glance around to see the courtyard of the keep far more busy than he had seen before. Hundreds of people, or emaciated ghouls more like, filled the plaza. They fought like savages over any scrap of gold they could get their hands on, but the moment one of them did the others would fall upon the new owner of the gold and brutalize him until he lost the gold and the mob moved on to another. Ordam could see several gold coins circulating through the throng. He stared for several long seconds in amazement, surely he would have noticed this maddness before. It hardly mattered though, the ghouls where so transfixed on the gold they payed him no mind. It was only after he wrenched his eyes away from the maddness that he noticed a dozen soldiers with shields and spears surrounding the chaos, why Ordam could not tell.

The Greedy mob seemed to take up the majority of the courtyard and the armed guards blocked Ordam's only visible path to the keep. He cursed and began to examine the courtyard closely, seeing several sets of stairs up like the one he had come from and a barracks.. Barracks? how did he know that? It was just a non-descript stone building, it could be a store room or armory or servant quarters for all he knew. He made his way towards the building, more and more convinced that it was. The door was 'closed' but it hung precariously from its hinges, as if a stiff push would knock the whole door out of its frame. So with sword in hand he shoved the door down and inspected the interior. It was a barracks alright, dozens of cots lined the walls with a footlocker along the center asile. On the other side of the barracks he could see a small shrine, that looked like it was made of gold and silver but he was unsure at this distance. He began crossing the barracks to examine the shrine. When he got about half way across a ghoul, much like the the crazed mob outside, Shouted at him from beneath one of the bunks.

"MINE!!" it screamed

Ordam scrambled back from the noise, being taken by suprise. The ghould didnt move from its hiding place, Ordam looked under the cot and could see the ghoul had a death grip on a small gold coin but was staring at Ordam with death in its eyes, daring him to try and claim the coin. He didnt bother and continued to the shrine It was an impressive little figure immaculately wrought in solid gold and silver. Ordam only scoffed, gods and magic where not worth his time.

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The Forgotten Heroes

Ordam

^{Location: Outer Palisades - Interior}

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Ordam found a window looking towards the interior of the castle, it was a pitiful sight of what was once a great keep. Sections of the keep had collapsed and fallen. One of the towers leaned to the side lazily, a stiff breeze whould threaten to knock down. Gold gilded stone and immaculate marble statues lay on the court yard grounds, with creeper vines growing across them like fingers trying to drag them back into the earth. Those vines would take years to grow up and across the statues that way, how long had he sat in the armory? It didnt matter really did it? he had to get to the keep. Although he was entirely unsure as to why.

He walked through the halls of the defenses for a while longer before he found a way down. It was a long stair running to the ground floor, finally. But there was a guard standing at the base of the stairs staring out at the courtyard. He was a little farther away he was surely better armed and armored than the half rotten soldier he had fought before, a knight of some kind more than likely. He looked formidable carrying a long spear and heavy shield. However the knight's back was to him, and his rifle should punch through the armor easily. Ordam leaned his sword against the wall next to him, in easy reach should he miss or not kill the knight out right. He knelt down bringing his rifle to bear.

He zeroes in on the knight's back, a clean shot through the heart should put the knight down for good. His finger squeezes the trigger slowly until there is a click and a flash of sparks next to him as the flint ignits the powder. A sharp crack echoes through the halls and across the otherwise quiet courtyard. The Knight stumbles several steps forward as a chunk of his side is blasted from his body. The bullet missed its mark but still tore a sizeable portion from the knight's belly. The knight whirled on Ordam and charged up the stairs with alarming speed. Ordam dropped his rifle to the ground and hefted his sword readying for the knight.

He was less groggy now, more confident in his movements and when the knight reached him he fought with vigor and ability. Unfortnately the kight did as well. The two traded blows, Ordam used his body armor to turn the spear while trying to strike the knight in return, but the knight expertly used his shield stopping each blow before it could land. The two where locked like this for a while, but the Knight's shield was a simple wooden one that could not take the repeated hammering of Ordam's sword. The knight's shield shattered under a risky blow by Ordam, the blow would have left him open if the sword did not cleave through the shield and the knight's arm, cleanly severing it just below the elbow.

The knight hardly seemed to notice, though thrown off balance. Ordam pressed his advantage, getting greedy for the kill. He struck again, heavy and slow the knight caught blow with his armor. The blade bit deep into the chest plate but not deep enough and the knight replied with a sweep of his spear, the sharp point digging a furrow into Ordam's leg. He cursed with surprise and pain before he wrenched the blade free and came in again, determined to put the knight down. He swept the knight's spear, cutting through the haft and sending the sharp point skittering across the stone. Ordam swept the blade again burying the blade into the knight's helm.

With the knight slain he recovered his rifle and sat against the wall, tired and bleeding. He wound scraps of cloth from the knights clothes around his wounds and reloaded his gun. All he could think was getting to the keep, a dash through the courtyard and defeat any guards before claiming his prize...

Prize? what was in the keep? wealth? artefacts? he didnt know, but the keep was his goal for whatever reason.

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@6slyboy6

so did i go the right direction? lol

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Mekhar Space

"Imperial ships!" shouted one of the officers

"Evasive manuvers, full power to engines!" shouted the captain "Spin up the FTL drive! get us-" His sentence was cut short from a heavy slug slamming into the cruiser jarring the ship. Officers returned to their stations rapidly, well trained pirates who has been in many a fight. The imperial vessels hailed them but the captain dismissed the message, it was unimportant. "Engineering! Power!"

"76% use! FTL and Engines full!"

"ECM, And 1 rail!"

"yesir"

The Gargan ship began piping confusing signals into space, desperately trying to foul up sensors and comms of the imperial ships. It was a hopeless endeavor. The newer Imperial designs had no trouble sifting through the signals and finding their quarry. as the Gargan ship got up to speed the heavy slugs found their mark less often and the pilot making an irratic and unpredictable course managed to keep any hits to minor glancing blows. The one powered rail on the Cruiser fired on the faster interceptors making them keep their distance.

"FTL Drive!"

"55%"

He knew once the huge battle ship decided to lock their position and destroy them it would only take one volley and they would at best be crippled or totally destroyed. He knew they would not give them the time they needed to fire the FTL drive. he needed something, just something to give him a moment to get the edge. Just then the mekhar ship blasted the area with energy fouling any targeting they had.

"Sir the Mekhar beamed us a message! Target to Target laser."

The captain did not miss a beat, or exploit the advantage given to him. "full burn away, keep that FTL spinning" he said before directing his attenion to the message.

Meet us where the Triangulum origins, near the great abyss. We will be inspecting your actions from now on.

What the hell did that mean... He stared at the message for several long seconds before the Imperial ships began getting themselves back into the fight. Triangulum origin... Great abyss... Origin... center, abyss... black hole? Abyss... galactic edge? The captain ground his teeth willing the message to make more sense. They are too far from the Galactic edge, it must be the center.

"FTL 95%" shouted engineering "Destination?"

"The core" said the captain, it was a dangerous and chaotic place where the massive gravity of a black hole and millions of stars skewed calculations. Even the massive Gargan computer banks had great difficulty calculating jumps in the core. The captain hoped that maybe the Imperial vessels would have a more difficult time and hesitate to follow.

Before the Imperial vessels locked in their targeting the Gargan vessel dropped into FTL and left the Imperials in their wake on a long jump deep into the core.

The Forgotten Heroes

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