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Dalor Darden
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Posted - 02 Dec 2019 :  19:43:13  Show Profile Send Dalor Darden a Private Message  Reply with Quote
Valdyr "the Beardless" has hit a bit of a brick wall...the wall being a Half-Ogre.

Two full days had passed since the incident at the Alehouse when Valdyr, now looking for passage out of Melvaunt on a ship to Mulmaster (after having went outside Melvaunt and buried the beards of the dwarves in a ritual), found himself trudging through sheets of rain in the filthy streets of the city he was quickly growing to hate. The young dwarf just could not see what his mother liked about travel outside of clan-held lands.

Most ship captains had told him they were headed to Hillsfar, which he had been warned to avoid at all costs. Only one had said it was headed for Mulmaster; but Valdyr was convinced he would be set upon immediately upon boarding the ship and made a slave to be carried off to far lands in the south. He was seriously considering trying to travel to Thentia and find passage there as that city wasn't AS KNOWN for slavers...though they likely still worked there.

It was later than he had intended to be out of doors in the strife ridden city; he had already seen two armed conflicts in the street during broad daylight...the second in the midst of the torrential rains that had started about mid day. He had met a dwarf who was working for one of the families and the two had talked about how street thugs were hunting lone dwarves in the streets for bounty from one of the other families that hated both dwarves and gnomes for some reason. The dwarf, named Zuth, hadn't seemed inclined to help Valdyr out very much at all at first because of Valdyr's shame; but after a bit of talk he had warmed enough to allow Valdyr to walk him back to his home where he would be safe.

Now, however, Valdyr had none to escort him...and that is when his mistake in being out too late came looming into view. None other than the fat slave-trader who had been paying bounty for dwarf beards was now standing just up the street; and he wasn't alone. Valdyr knew better...knew that they hadn't seen him; but he couldn't help himself as his youthful brashness came to the fore and his anger quickly kindled and then came to a roaring burning inferno in his ears. The man was standing and talking to a trio of individuals, and one of them was HUGE. No doubt a half-ogre even from the distance Valdyr saw them.

Not one to commit wanton murder, even to one such as the "Fat Man" he still began to march right toward the group while fastening his helm into place and pulling taught his helmet straps. Things became a blur after that; but started by Valdyr yelling out "Hey you! Fat Man!"

When the merchant turned and recognized Valdyr, that is all it took for him to point and give a sharp command to the others standing with him to "Take his head!" right in the middle of the busy street! That is also all Valdyr needed to let lose his first throwing axe.

The well balanced weapon rolled end over blade and planted itself right in the chest of the slave-trader and the man went down in a heap; though he immediately began to try and crawl away. The half-ogre roared defiantly and pulled up its heavy bardiche in hand and went straight at Valdyr; while the other two (one a half-orc in leather armor with a shortsword and the other a human in no armor who pulled a dagger from his belt) stood back uncertain what to do.

Valdyr's second hand-axe flew from his hand; past the half-ogre and caught the second human in the head just as it was pulling something from a belt pouch. The man dropped dead just as Valdyr narrowly missed being cleaved in half by the half-ogre's heavy swing...the young dwarf was wishing he had a sturdy shield at that moment. The half-orc, deciding it wanted vengeance perhaps, took that moment to move to Valdyr's flank but didn't yet press an attack...probably wanting to position himself behind the dwarf before attacking.

Valdyr heard someone yell for the guard, but he had no time to consider it. Looking the half-ogre square in the eyes, the young dwarf surged with fury and let loose a divine command: "DIE!" to which the half-ogre thought it was complying when it fell over asleep. Seeing it's three companions so easily overcome by a single dwarf, the half-orc immediately took flight and ran down the street and quickly into an alley in the obvious hope of avoiding both Valdyr and any Watch that might come.

Valdyr took no time to consider the fleeing man however; quickly he stepped over to the prone form of the half-ogre who was already stirring and took a hard swing at the creature's neck in as mighty an overhead swing as he could muster. The half-ogre ceased moving.

Looking up quickly, Valdyr swore a black oath...the slave-trader was gone! Worse, a heavy crowd had gathered and Valdyr wasn't sure, but it looked like a group of Watchmen were coming down the street...from both directions.

More to come...

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Dalor Darden
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Posted - 13 Dec 2019 :  18:46:02  Show Profile Send Dalor Darden a Private Message  Reply with Quote
It wasn't two groups of Watchmen; it was instead two groups of enemies trying to "maintain order" to make their side look the most appealing to the masses.

One group obviously wanted to take Valdyr's head, for with them was "Fat Merchant" and he was still bleeding but had been healed quite a bit by a cleric (of Loviatar) who was with the "Guards" that belonged to the Nanther group.

Opposite them was a group of mercenary "Guards" who belonged to the Bruil family. With them was a dwarf named Dorn Crownshield; and it was this dwarf that eventually saved Valdyr in the streets. Having recently helped the dwarf Zuth home, Zuth had apparently talked to his friend Dorn...who now vouched for Valdyr so that the Bruil "Guards" decided to take Valdyr into their "custody" and escort him back to the Bruil family fortress to answer to their Lord Vanth Bruil concerning the matter in the streets.

"Fat Merchant" who revealed himself to be a Nanther named Argus, swore he would see Valdyr hanged for the "murders" he had committed relented because the Bruil "Patrol" was larger than the Nanther "Patrol" and the whole group broke up and all went their separate ways.

Valdyr went with Dorn and the Bruils to meet with Lord Vanth Bruil. In the meeting he agreed work for the Bruil family on a "job" outside the city that Dorn was going to be doing against some orcs. Once that job was done, Lord Bruil agreed to find a safe ship for Valdyr to board so that he could reach Mulmaster.

More to come...

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Edited by - Dalor Darden on 13 Dec 2019 18:46:40
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