Abaddons Mouth

We come out of our stronghold, we must destroy the Gate of Komalie now.  The Vizier appears to us before the large shining fortress and gives us a new wind as we charge at the doors.  Taking out their archers in the towers first, we burst through the first magical seal and annihilate the awaiting Mursaat. They stare at us blankly, I would assume surprise but i'm sure the mursaat are devoid of all human emotion. In our haste, and for Brechnar, we keep our speed and tear through the marble keep slashing all in our way.

Iron Mines of Moladune

 Up the mountain we climb.  The chilled air thinning with every step.  I am going to kill Markis. The traitourous swine needs his heart cut out, and served to Saidras monument on a platter of gold.  I am also off to see if the Seer can aid our fight. Evennia's intelligent officers tell us the Seer is holed up in a cave atop the mountain.   Fiends of all types dog our feet while we take the mountain backpathes.  To face the mursaat now would be a suicide mission. A price we cannot afford to pay. 

What the Seer has is store for us in a mystery.  The secrets to the mursaat much the same.  When we reach him it is with nervousness, and awe to finally have a way to defeat these terrible beasts.  The seer stands by a fire.  Or floats, I should say.   It hovers over the ground, a creature unlike any i've ever seen.  Its body wide and rectangular as a stone coffin, its voice faintly feminine and robotic.  I can scarcely believe a creature such as this would need our help, but it tells me that it wants to help us because I will do what its kind never could; defeat the Mursaat for good.  It cannot help me as it stands though.  There is a beast, a Eidolon, in a cave nearby and its skin is naturally immune to the agonizing touch of the Mursaat.  Naturally, I must kill it and bring its guts steaming freshly to the Seer and he will infuse my armor with it.  Also naturally, I do as it asks.

Time to test this spectral beings work.  I leave the cave to go further up the mountain and encounter my first Mursaat.  I am stronger, and he does not overcome me like before.  It works!  Praise be to Dwayna.  The playing field is now even.  Before killing Markis, I decide to take my new gift for a spin.  I am going to release all their prisoners, and dismantle their trebuchets, annihilation of the white mantle and mursaat is also on my menu.  I climb back down the mountain through the enemy camps until I find Blade Scout Ryder.  Only one prisoner? I had wished to hit them much harder, but Ryder tells me there is a Judge. And Inquisitor if you will, and he is leaving to meet with Markis at this moment.  I will take his head for Ascalon.

Taking a moment, I breathe.  I put myself back on track. We come up to Markis' keep, and dispatch of his watch from outside the wall.  Inside, he scoffs at us seeking revenge, but  he is grossly outnumbered now, and we are immune to the Mursaats agony.  He is dead, and Evennia curses him in death to spend his time in the mists in torture for those he's gotten killed and betrayed.  Saidra has been avenged.

Ice Caves of Sorrow

I have returned the Shiverpeaks.   It is time to save Evennia.  I meet with the Dwarves of Droknars and they fashion me armour of the highest quality, though a bit drab, and they send me to my rendezvous point.  The Dwarves and the Shining Blade have come together against this common foe, the White Mantle, joined by the Stone Summit who are all now led by the fearsome Mursaat.  I've yet to see one, but I hear they are quite ungodly.  Crosses between magi, birds, and undead, the very images to freeze your soul.  We leave the safe point in to the dunes of snow, my breath freezes in my lungs.   We must find the Seer, but first, Evennia needs my help.

The Battle of the Doppleganger

The mountain crumbles in front of me. A lightning storm.  The electricity courses the air.  I am to do this alone.  One on one combat.  One should have a sense of forboding as the rock tumbles in to the river uncovering a staircase leading in to the mountain.

I entered.  The halls littered with gold, statues of the six along the wall. The central chamber seems very much a battle ring.  My patron goddess, Dwayna, stands wrought from gold on sides as I slowly step in.  I am alone, but I feel powerful.   I feel as if i'm being watched as well.  I prepare myself for the unexpected as best I can.  Then he appears.  A doppleganger of fire.

I size him up.  I would assume he would be doing the same yet he has no apparent being.  No being means no mind.  A robotic fighter, a mimic.  I prepare my skills, and in a moment of nervousness, I scream a battle cry, and taunt this fiery being.

He does not wait.  First to attack he throws my own fiery beam of judgement at me, and I run from it.  I cast my own upon him and I notice a descrepency.  He is not evading the flames.  I cast again, and he finally exits, damaged near fatally.  I dodge in and out of his spear tosses, and cast again.  He stands in it again, and he is dead.   It is done.  I have bested myself. I am the chosen. I have ascended. It is time to visit the oracle for my final test of strength and mind.  Then I can save Evennia, if she is still alive.  Save Saidra.  I will save the world.

Sanctum Cay

We arrived in the small beach port with no real difficulties.  The White Mantle never managed to catch up, but now with the scepter we must find the Vizier on the island.  Our boat sets sail on the calm blue sea, and within no time we reach our destination.  Evennia lets us off and hands me the Scepter.  She says she would trust no one elses skill with it over mine.  The compliment is humbling. If only she knew how I failed my prince.

Riverside Province

It is done.  We spoke to Old man Joness, and he has given us safe passage to our next mission.  We must eliminate the remainder of the White Mantle, and we must steal the sceptor back.  Through the boat ride, I saw much of scenery change until it was obvious we had returned to the lush tropic of Kryta.  We are within the jungle no more, and air blows sweet and cool off the sparkling waters.

I've upgraded my armour, and the weavers and merchants were glad of my business.  Seems they don't get many out in these parts. So isolated, yet peaceful.   Our mission is to occur at dusk.  we are to meet Saidra amongst the last of the White Mantle camps and smuggle their weaponry out to her.  We also must retrieve the sceptor of Orr.  It is dangerous in the hands of these murderous brutes, we must take it from Dinas.  Luckily, Dinas has had a change of heart.  His cowardice was the only thing keeping him in the White Mantle, now with them all but defeated he is ready to help us instead, so long as we keep him safe.

Bloodstone Fen

The White Mantle will know by now that I am with the Shining Blade.  They will know that I helped give them the Chosen, and they will assume now that I am hostile.  I don't expect a reception of Battle Isle Iced Tea and jars of honey where I see them next.  To be honest though, I know not what to make of these Shining Blade.  They are unorganized, but powerful.  They dress like exhiles and rebels but fight with the fervor of trained soldiers.  They speak of a princess, thrown aside by the takeover of the Mantle.  Salma is her name, she takes refuge in the Temple of Ages.  What makes me trust the Blade more, is that they have left me the decision.  They told me to find the bloodstone, then all my answers about the White Mantle will reveal themselves, and I fully intend to do so.