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[Uccio]

*written hastily in a torn piece of parchment*

We are doomed. Last day we have been chased by a large group of darkspawn. Tunneling in this area is narrow which worked in our advance for a moment. These monsters could not attack us in a large group. All they could do was to send about 20 monster at a time to face us. I have left a number of runes on the floor to slow them down, according to the explosions and screams we hear it is working. However just a 20 minutes ago our luck ran out.

We came running into a huge clearing. It seems this cave is of natural origin but these beasts have carved it even larger. There were several layers of platforms in different heights visible, surrounding a pit like center. In this center were at least four if not six (Couldn´t count them well in the speed) broodmothers. Those grotesque blobs of rotting meat screamed and howled at the sight of us. Around them was a sea of darkspawn, it responded with equal howl. Their hungry screams echoed in the gigantic chamber. I have no idea how many of them were but I could guess there were thousands of them. Even more would pour into the cave from holes in everywhere like a black river of death. I made a split second decision and commanded everyone to turn around. If we would have stayed there we would have died there and those broodmothers would have feasted on our flesh.
I took the lead and we pushed back into the tunnel we just came out. The darkspawn group chasing us was not expecting such a move, and not the power I was wielding. I smeared the walls with those filthy creatures as I advanced and my soldiers followed me close by.

We were able to bypass several darkspawn strong points but found ourselves stuck in a dead end tunnel while running blind. It ends up in a small open area with small platform raising one meter above the floor in the other end of the hall. There is a dwarven statue standing there looming over the cave. Here we will make our last stand. One of the men started crying and I punched him in the face. We are men of the Imperium. We will not die on our knees, we will go to our deaths proud and holding our heads high!

I will seal this parchment with the rest of letters and items I have found in this journey in a magical sealed strongbox, in case someone ever comes across the place of our last fight.

signed,

Magister Ukki of the house Vaellanius


*he closes the box and casts strong locking spell on it. Then he covers it with several stones in hopes to avoid darkspawn finding it. He turns to his men. "Now is the moment when you can redeem yourself. How you will meet your death will be defining factor. Gods are watching and only the worthy one can have a place at their side!"*
*Darkspawn pour into the cave like a black oily smoke, filling it from one end to the other. For a moment they just stand there howling at the cornered men, several large ogres force themselves through the sea of smaller monsters closer to the front line. In the background he sees couple of emissaries casting.*

*he steps forward, slams his staff to the stone ground sending shock waves through darkspawn ranks. With a spell enchanted booming voice he shouts,

"I am a Magisters of Tevinter Imperium, come and meet your death you filthy monsters!".

*For a moment the situation stands still, but then darkspawn charge with a roaring howl. He doesn´t waver and starts casting. Massive fiery eplosions rip apart darkspawn ranks, ground shakes and defeaning lightning strikes with a stunning strength. All of his remaining men join him. Destruction is tremendous, black blood and body parts fill the air and ground. Smoke and smell of burning flesh fills the air. Still darkspawn advance. Ogres stomp forward roaring, leap up to the platform and ram through the thin lines of Tevinter soldiers. In the infernal fight men scream and monsters roar. He stands there like a rock in a river and darkspawn have to give in to his power. Power roars around him but he doesn´t seem to notice.*

*He feels numb. All these years of scheming, plotting. Losses and victories, gaining power and prestige. Throwing himself into pleasures of flesh and wine. All of the things that filled the empty place in his heart seem now so meaningless. All he sees is her eyes, Kalya.*
"I wonder if it hurts, did it hurt my love?"

*he sees those screaming grotesque rotting faces with sharp teeth, they are so close now. For his last show of bravado and defiance he reaches deep inside him and finds the source of his power. Gigantic energy burst shakes the cave, large cracks fill the roof and it starts to give away. The ceiling comes crushing down burying both the monsters and the men alike and sealing the cave.

Only silence lingers now.

[raging_monkey]

This is the spot ukki's last known spot..* looks over to see trail of darkspawn corpses* THIS WAY TIME IS SHORT!!!

The group passes the corpses, dozens of men/women dead the FE is losing hope

The group finds a cavern of broodmothers

What *** are those..

*Wife* doesnt matter kill them!

*Retribution* foul creatures

The group fights showing how the next generation of magi and warriors fight. Hundreds of darkspawn fall before the might of tevinter's new kids. Monkey was in superb foul fully in sync with retribution. Always holding back against mortals but the spawn were monster and savages and so he cut lose slaying the spawn.But the group couldnt do this forever... time was short and hated the dark. He gestured to his wife to perform a new spell made from their opposing ideologies. Suddenly a storm of lightning and ice vaporized and froze the broodmothers. Giving the group time to regroup

* wife and i kill the last of them* come on there little time before they regroup its time to leave and find Ukkk...NOW!

The group leaves the caverns

[Uccio]

You just ninja´d me, I had a escape ready. 

 

You have to pull back and give me time for one more post, then you can come in and save the day. 

[raging_monkey]

You just ninja´d me, I had a escape ready. 
 
You have to pull back and give me time for one more post, then you can come in and save the day. 

damn it charles* looks at director* hes new lol

Ill edit to where we fight the broodmothers

[Sir DeLoria]

I may have been caught in the act of infiltrating Minrathious, but my mission is far from over.

Tonight I'll be expecting a small number of true chantry sisters with enough coin for a few mercenaries and enough chants for a few townships.

Our route will take us North, to the shores South of Seheron. We will be expecting resistance from Tevinter infidels and heathen oxmen alike.

I must brace myself.

[The Elder King]

I returned in the Imperium for a meeting with The WC in the area. I wanted to send letters to Magister Ukki and The FE raging monkey About their apprentices' Joining. They're both Wardens, and they're currently travel to Cumberland.
I heard The expediction isn't going well.

[lordsaren101]

*He enters the cavern ahead of the rest of the rescue force. His armored footfalls clanging in the darkness as he heads off ahead of the group into the deep. The air is thick, and smells of mold and decaying embers.He ignites one of his gauntlets with fire to illuminate his surroundings.Thd room is scattered with collapsed rubble and corpses. Some bearing the armor of Tevinters, others are exploded darkspawn, some are older still, bones and dust.* What madness went on here? *examining the site further shows that massive magic blasts were responsible for the carnage*

Dumat guide me in this wretched place. Lord I see now why the gods hide their bodies in this a cursed hellhole. No sane man would ever seek thee here.

*groaning and rustling are heard all around. He draws his bladed staff and ignites it with fire. A group of darkspawn rush in gnawing and grunting, brandishing crude weapons. He holds his flaming staff in front of himself, the flames reflecting moxt sinister on his mask. In a whirling blur he spins into combat, blasting flames and severing heads with blade, a truly spectacular display of martial as well as magical prowess. After several moments the room is silent, and darkspawn dead are strewn mutilated as far as the eye can see.*

Corrupt monster's, your very existence is an affront to Dumat. Golden god guide my blade in this darkness. Silence be my guide...now lets see about finding a missing Magister. *turns from the dead to seek his comrade*

[raging_monkey]

* wife and i rush to your side* saren i know we must hurry but the group is falling behind * hears a beautiful song* whats that sound its glorious, it speaks to me its louder this way.. ukki mention a "song" didnt he lets follow we might find him that way

[Sir DeLoria]

By the Maker, the situation looks bad. Half the mercenaries lay slain and despite killing many of their men, the Tevinters outnumber us tenfold.

I implore you thus, great Magisters for forgiveness of our infiltration and ask if your previous offer still stands. Surely a trained and experienced Templar officer would be of great value in your fight against the Darkspawn.

[lordsaren101]

*Turns to the first enchanter* No, wait! I hear something too! Rustling, do you hear it? Listen

[lordsaren101]

Lord Saren, do what you will with the prisoner. I advise a merciful hand. Was it not Andraste the avatar of the Dragon of Silence and Hesserian that taught us the virtue of mercy?

Im sure Dumat will find a place for him. Perhaps some silent meditation at the temple until he sees the golden light. Or perhaps something more extreme. His fate is in Dumat's hands. Pray he is in a giving vein this day.

[raging_monkey]

*Turns to the first enchanter* No, wait! I hear something too! Rustling, do you hear it? Listen

yes...* enters trance like state* it is beautiful i feel a longing for it... a desire even

* retribution* its wonderful my love its what your voice sounds like* involutarirly begins to dominate mind*

Retribution.... stop... please... ENOUGH!!!

*Retribution* sorry my love i just want you... permantly... you are mine!!!

Calm yourself we have to move

[Sir DeLoria]

Im sure Dumat will find a place for him. Perhaps some silent meditation at the temple until he sees the golden light. Or perhaps something more extreme. His fate is in Dumat's hands. Pray he is in a giving vein this day.

Oh boy

[raging_monkey]

Lord Saren, do what you will with the prisoner. I advise a merciful hand. Was it not Andraste the avatar of the Dragon of Silence and Hesserian that taught us the virtue of mercy?

* speaks through sending stone*i say send out or imprison him... he tried to infiltrate us, killed our brethern, and who knows what other crimes against magi he cant be trusted. At all

[raging_monkey]

He may yet prove useful. How many more just like him dissatisfied with the south's apathy and chaos? How many more willing to rise and attack us as their mockery of a Chantry burns? No, brother. This man's surrender is a fortuitous event. He may tell us much of the south as we contend with the Antaam in Seheron.

*speaks through semding stone* bah he's lying through his teeth waiting to kill us in our sleep. He WILL start a rebellion with the lower classes and then either kill us or send us into enslavement again. He's a southern templar. I know how they work. But you are magisyer general and lordsaren voiced his opinion.. the onus is on you my brother. Just watch him... extremly closely

[lordsaren101]

*through the stone* shackle him and leave him to the temple of Dumat. The acolytes will find new ways to motivate him. Hix fate is now up to the whims of Dumat. Lay him bare before the golden god, his profligacy will be cleansed by our lord, and should silence will it, he will be born anew.

[raging_monkey]

*through the stone* shackle him and leave him to the temple of Dumat. The acolytes will find new ways to motivate him. Hix fate is now up to the whims of Dumat. Lay him bare before the golden god, his profligacy will be cleansed by our lord, and should silence will it, he will be born anew.

*retribution* tell them to keep him alive... if they can have plans for him

Agreed *leans close keep him alive. If dumat is alive we mustnt waste his time.

Besides we must move... that blasted song is starting to drive me mad

[lordsaren101]

Let us be off from this gods forsaken place. The stench of dead darkspawn offends me.

[Master Warder Z_]

I'm actually sort of kicking around a fanfiction idea set in the Imperium or rather Minrathous.

 

It takes place nearly a century after DAI.

 

Or will if it ever gets off the ground; It centers around the city under siege from the forces of a southern Chantry exalted march in the wake of the failure of the second Qunari invasion in 9:89 Dragon.

 

Anywho the blurb i wrote up about it.

 

The final days of the first kingdom of men approaches; the once mighty and proud imperium is reduced to but a single city, a single bastion of resistance. 

 

Their once proud armies have failed them, their sorcery and arcane arts have failed them.

 

During the final days of this dying empire heros will be made, legends will be forged and in an ocean of a blood a world will be changed.

 

It follows the story of two perhaps three characters involved in the conflict; on both sides obviously.

[raging_monkey]

Let us be off from this gods forsaken place. The stench of dead darkspawn offends me.

haha but the smells is a aphrodisac

*Wife* you consider the taint arousing?

Only yours my dear only your haha* smacked hard on the head by wife's staff* yes... we should depart... FORM UP * blood sprays from head*

[raging_monkey]

I'm actually sort of kicking around a fanfiction idea set in the Imperium or rather Minrathous.
 
It takes place nearly a century after DAI.
 
Or will if it ever gets off the ground; It centers around the city under siege from the forces of a southern Chantry exalted march in the wake of the failure of the second Qunari invasion in 9:89 Dragon.
 
Anywho the blurb i wrote up about it.
 
The final days of the first kingdom of men approaches; the once mighty and proud imperium is reduced to but a single city, a single bastion of resistance. 
 
Their once proud armies have failed them, their sorcery and arcane arts have failed them.
 
During the final days of this dying empire heros will be made, legends will be forged and in an ocean of a blood a world will be changed.
 
It follows the story of two perhaps three characters involved in the conflict; on both sides obviously.

id read it im also working a imperium story. Already giddy my friend