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[Sarian]

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Sarian watched from the Barracks as the Sanctians left the Tavern. The Blackmarshians slowly filed outside behind them. He watched both groups say their good-byes. The soldiers began to collect their things, preparing for the up coming raid that Warlord Sarian told them they would soon go on.

The Blackmarsh Warlord made his way down from the guard walls of the solid stone barracks. He pulled open the massive steel doors and made his way outside. The soldiers began to file over after noticing Sarians presence.

"Jareth has reported that Lizardmen have grown closer to Blackmarsh. He made this observation while being ambushed." Sarian stated.

"Good observation." Kali piped in.

Sarian continued. "They become more brave with each passing day. First the orcs, now swamp beasts. Together, we'll make our way to the swamps and fight our way in. I'd like to see what just might be causing them to come forth. Perhaps it's another demon driving them forward. Whatever the cause, we must stop them.

Cal has taken a small group to Yew to look closer to the problem concerning both of the gate portals there. So he and a few others will not be joining us tonight. Warlord Gerard has blessed us with his presence and taken a leave from Cove for the evening. Orelen is tending to business amongst the citizens of Britain. Let us work at keeping Blackmarsh, the Capital of our Empire, safe."

With that said, a group of brigands broke out from the trees attempting to ambush the soldiers. As quickly as were seen, they were killed. Half of the group hardly realized they had attacked.



The soldiers made their way towards the swamps. It was a short walk up the road, disturbingly close actually. At the edge of the swamp a plague beast lord, the strongest of their kind, had made its way to the edge. This would be the first obstacle for the group to over come.




The battle with the beast had been surprisingly tougher than Sarian thought. He looked deep into the swamps. Green clouds and black mist floated amongst the sludge. The group pressed in cautiously. The fumes crept up into their nostrils, causing several of them to cough.

Then they came. Alligators, Lizardmen, Bogs, Slims, beasts of all kinds pressed in from each side. Poisonous clouds formed around them and acid stained their blades. Green blood and red blood poured down all around the soldiers. The fought pressing deeper into the swamps.





The battle raged viciously, much more difficult than the Warlord could have ever suspected. Hordes of monsters pressed on them. A burning deep within Sarians body brought him to alarm.

"What's happening to my armor!?" Kali screamed just a few meters over.




Sarian spun quickly, taking a minor blow from a Lizardman. The short glimpse he managed to get of Kali, was her armored dripping off of her. Almost instantly, as Sarian turned to return fight against the Lizardman, is armor began disintegrating.


"GATHER TOGETHER!" Sarian shouted.


The soldiers of Blackmarsh were slowly becoming unprotected. Their armor disintegrating before their very eyes. Poisons toxins crept up from below, melting their armor and driving them to cough violently.

"RETREAT!" Sarian shouted.

The fought their way back. It had become even more difficult to withstand the pressure of the beats without armor. The group made it to the edge of the swamp.

"Everyone alright?" Gerard asked, looking around.

"Where's Sarian?" Camilla asked in return.

The group looked around frantically, their Warlord no where to be found. Without a second thought, the group pressed back into the swamps. Never leaving a man behind. It's there that they found him, collapsed face first in the dark green muck. They gathered Sarian up and took him from the swamps.



"Lay him down quickly!" Mithaniel shouted. "Use what arcane magics you can to cure him." As quickly as he said it, Gerard began to act. Ever bit of arcane magic he possessed was put into Sarian.

Sarian coughed a bit and began to rise slowly. His legs immediately buckled under him. "Can't..breath." he spat out before collapsing again.

"Take him to Blackmarsh and find an empty room for him in the Inn. Find a healer and bring them to Blackmarsh to tend to him." Gerard commanded.

The group lifted Sarian onto the back of Camillas "dog". As they prepared to make their march back to Blackmarsh, several brigands ambushed them from the south.


"Son'ova!" Gerard screamed. The group returned attack. The soldiers were virtually unprotected. Their armor was is tatters barely covering their body. With their disadvantage, the fight was a bit more difficult, but the group of Blackmarsh soldiers made quick work of the brigands.


The group returned to Blackmarsh and laid Sarian to rest in one of the Inn rooms. A healer had shown up and begun to tend to him. The soldiers unsure of the fate of their Warlord. They gathered together in the tavern, drinking quietly.

"Maybe they're working with the swamp beasts to plague Blackmarsh.." Malicite muttered quietly while applying a bandage to his arm.

To Be Continued!
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Brianha ‎(10:04 PM):
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Brianha12:54 AM
cool... i will hook up with you tomorrow night ... maybe you can help move my chests too