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The Third Age
Chapter 15: Allentian Voices
It is believed that Lord Arioch, the God of Evil, had a wife named Renza Baal, the goddess of pestilence and disease. Although she was devoted to the dark god, Arioch had a wandering eye and fathered many demi gods and powerful immortals. Some of these offspring, Renza knew about; some she did not. But she remained faithful to her husband. During the battle of gods, it seemed that the goddess Lolth, known in Drow tongue as Lloth, fell from grace and eventually joined the ranks of the evil gods. …Indexplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigThe Story So Far
Chapter 1: The Blue CrystalChapter 2: Beating up a FriendChapter 3: The Battle of the Wyrm HoleChapter 4: Mugul Unleashed!Chapter 5: Queen of the OrcsChapter 6: Malus TriumphantChapter 7: The End of the MagistrateChapter 8: Efraim's GambitChapter 9: Mad with PowerChapter 10: Splintering PartyChapter 11: Ladiana's TrialChapter 12: Dutchess ClarysChapter 13: Malus's HistoryChapter 14: The Legend of the ThoraciChapter 15: Allentian VoicesChapter 16: Orcs BoundChapter 17: The Sheng…Nextplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigChapter 16: Orcs Bound
Three weeks ago, War Chief Balogog had stood on the hill top and looked upon the plain to the south, surveying the battle below. Somewhere down there, the Destroyer of Orcs, waded in and tried to turn the war to the advantage of the humans. Within three days, Balogog knew, the tidal wave of orcs would arrive and the humans would be overwhelmed. He would crush them, once and for all. He would crush the Destroyer of Orcs.
Amarra Lostanu
They Lady freed me, of that I am sure, from the grips of the blue crystal. She lay her hands upon me and I saw once more that which I had been missing. My life. My children, Kaylor and Kayden. And though my husband has long since vanished from sight, I have but one mission in life: spread the Word of Mystra; inform Lady Clarys of goings-on in the city; and serve Her Will in balance of good and evil.
The Sons of Arioch grow bolder. Upon the streets of the eastern gate, the Sons have begun to kidnap children. Girls mostly. For unholy acts of degradation, they have become more brash and intrusive. I shall tell Lady Clarys of this, for I fear the menace of Arioch’s hand upon this city, our beloved Allentia. Once the Dark One has returned, we will all meet certain doom.
I shall tell all I know and all I see to Lady Clarys. I owe her my life and the lives of my children. She thinks I did not know, but I know very well that she or one of her friends left me with a gold coin—enough money to get my children fed and clothed for another year. I shall devote my life now to Mystra and all Her teachings, as well as serve Her champion, Lady Clarys, faithfully. I shall not fail in my duties.
Alex Centauri
I was a good carpenter. At least I was once, as my father taught me. And yet, when I had apprenticed myself to the noble Alchemist Albius Muddlehead, the crime lord Ferengetti had discovered my penchant for mixing chemicals. I became his best and brightest, save maybe for my friend, Sam Wren. I was charged with the making of the red elixir. Albius named it BCD, for beta cyclodextrin, a sweetened mixture of corn starch, molasses, and the blood of a grisly bear. Rarer still was the formulation of this elixir with a certain powder of the blue crystal. No one could know of its consistency or its viscosity. No one, save I.
And when the Bashers came, those enforcers from Ferengetti’s clan, who fed me with the blue crystal—to drug me with my own concoctions, knowing I would be beholden to them forever, I knew then that I would defy them as best as I could. I stole some BCD. Kept it far and away in my home on the eatern edge of the sands of Ylaruam. I stole it so that I would one day discover the secrets it held. Ferengetti believed that this strain, the red liquid mixed with blue powder, would be the one to enhance thoe Gift. For those with the Gift could once more wield magick as it had been cast since the days of the Second Age. Another coming. Another war.
When I awoke and saw her angelic face, beautiful and kind eyes looked upon me and I knew I would yet live again to see my Sophie. She, the Lady Clarys, gave me life anew and I beheld her grace and knew with certainty I served a new mistress, a higher calling. When she promised to save Sophie and my mother and father, moved us into the Temple of Mystra, I knew that I would help her solve the mysteries once and for all.
My cousin, Amarra, bade me come out to the light. She convinced me that Lady Clarys would help my family. And for this, I am in her debt.
Thaleus
I once held high favor among my kind. I was celebrated as one of UnderDark’s greatest military strategist. Thirty seven campaigns in seven wars, and I never once tasted defeat. Until the dreaded Molakar Zanamonatar did whisper his lies to the House of Darkstar, ousting me from my vaunted position.
I would have my vengeance. With the Princess of House Nightkisser, Ladiana will allow me to serve her as her advisor and lead her hordes into the darkness once more. Molokar shall taste my retribution and the world may yet tremble again at the sound of my name. If Lolth does wish it, I shall serve Her Will before my last breath. This much I pledge to Ladiana.
And yet, she spoke of the scion of Darkstar in her employ. She mentioned that Darkstar served her chief vassal, Aeyn Malus, a name of which I had not heard in many years. Could it be that a member of House Darkstar yet lived? Molokar had seduced the greater Houses and if another among us had royal blood, we could surely claim the entirety of the UnderDark.
This has certainly been a most auspicious time. I have waited nearly 80 winters for this day to come. And now with an army of Uruk Hai, who could surely stop us?
Rachel Miller
I could be a barmaid all my life. There is no greater calling than to serve your fellow man in whatever skills the gods have blessed upon you. So running my father’s tavern at the edge of the city would not have been a shameful profession.
Yet it was not to be.
I had been sold in a man’s card game on a cold rainy night. My father had lost me on a simple game of Five Kings and, for many days I had been enslaved by the magistrate who had sworn to protect the city. His protection did not cover those bar maids and wenches that were mere pawns for the leering eyes of men. With one man’s lust and treasure, I was used and abused. I saw no light; I had no hope. Under the guise of serving his household, I watched as the magistrate kissed his wife and children sweetly, while ravaging me through all hours of the night. I would live my days in darkness and fear.
And then, she freed me. She and her friends saved me from the grips of the basest servitude known. I was at last freed and my father forgiven of his debt. Now, he serves the Lady Clarys and I, too, would see it fitting to follow. I would walk her footsteps, pledge my life and soul to the Lady of Mysteries. I would know Her Wisdom and I would pick up sword and shield to defend Her Name and Honor.
No longer will I be the victim. No longer will I cower to the whims of evil men. If there be oppressed to save or downtrodden to lift up, I shall wield my weapons with vengeance. If Lady Clarys were to call upon me, my life would be hers to command, even unto death.
It is believed that Lord Arioch, the God of Evil, had a wife named Renza Baal, the goddess of pestilence and disease. Although she was devoted to the dark god, Arioch had a wandering eye and fathered many demi gods and powerful immortals. Some of these offspring, Renza knew about; some she did not. But she remained faithful to her husband. During the battle of gods, it seemed that the goddess Lolth, known in Drow tongue as Lloth, fell from grace and eventually joined the ranks of the evil gods. …Indexplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigThe Story So Far
Chapter 1: The Blue CrystalChapter 2: Beating up a FriendChapter 3: The Battle of the Wyrm HoleChapter 4: Mugul Unleashed!Chapter 5: Queen of the OrcsChapter 6: Malus TriumphantChapter 7: The End of the MagistrateChapter 8: Efraim's GambitChapter 9: Mad with PowerChapter 10: Splintering PartyChapter 11: Ladiana's TrialChapter 12: Dutchess ClarysChapter 13: Malus's HistoryChapter 14: The Legend of the ThoraciChapter 15: Allentian VoicesChapter 16: Orcs BoundChapter 17: The Sheng…Nextplugin-autotooltip__default plugin-autotooltip_bigChapter 16: Orcs Bound
Three weeks ago, War Chief Balogog had stood on the hill top and looked upon the plain to the south, surveying the battle below. Somewhere down there, the Destroyer of Orcs, waded in and tried to turn the war to the advantage of the humans. Within three days, Balogog knew, the tidal wave of orcs would arrive and the humans would be overwhelmed. He would crush them, once and for all. He would crush the Destroyer of Orcs.