Four weeks had gone by since the events that unfolded during the purification attempt of the Red Forest and home of the Tarot Hierarchy. Vincent Cain, the son of the first Emperor, had been crowned and seated at the throne of the Hierarchy. Along with Alyssa and Leona, Vincent began to run the group like he was truly destined. All seemed to be going according to plan. Under his guidance Ioder had been making efforts to bolster their ranks and make some gold while he was at it.Closed to eXgTurbostar and BloodandBlades.
In the time since Vincent’s crowning, Ioder planned to uproot from the House of Cards and make his way to the neighboring city Beinost. Not that he was giving up his room back at the headquarters, but it was time for a change in scene. After collecting his things and spreading word among the minor arcana Ioder started a roster. Any persons that have had enough of the waiting around that had plagued the group were to rally in the dining hall.
“Alright everyone,” Ioder said speaking over the low roar of the few soldiers sitting back in their seats. They all quieted and gave Ioder their undivided attention, a wise choice. Armed tooth and nail and supplies packed at their feet the men appeared ready to go. “As per the words of our Emperor, Vincent, our next move is to bolster our ranks. Living here, under the earth, we are safe and protected from the dangers of the world. But we are very limited and cant operate on a small scale anymore.” he started to ramble, searching for the right words. He wasn’t used to giving speeches to a crowd, but it didn’t seem to bother the group.
Restlessly one of the men stood and raised a dagger to the air. “With respect Sir, we are all here for the same reason. I speak on behalf of all of us here, we are ready for some fresh air!” the rest of the men stood and brandished their teeth cheering on.
“Then it’s settled then,” Ioder yelled matching the men’s excitement. “Onward to Bienost! Operation: Expanding Horizons!” he finished fist in the air. Everyone watching cheered on as this small hodgepodge team formed.The rest of day consisted of everyone offering their farewells to those not coming with them. Though they were going to establish a new base of operations, this was their home and they would always have a cot here. So there weren’t any tears, nor worries or regrets.
It was decided that they were to travel under the shroud of night keeping their home a secret from any unwanted eyes. The trip didn’t take long thanks to the wagons they had procured days before. They arrived only a few hours after the sun rose the next day. With their carts stuffed to the brim with equipment and supplies the caravan traversed the forsaken wasteland with ease and made it to the last standing port city in Raiaera.
With the help of everyone involved it wasn’t long before their tents were set up outside the edge of town. Ioder directed the men to park their covered wagons in a circle around the tents for added protection and to make a more secure and formal campsite. The sides of the carts brandished images of a phoenix rising from ashes. As instructed by Vincent they were not to reveal the true nature of the group to the public. So whilst Ioder and his company were out traveling they wore the name of The Risen and dubbed themselves mercenaries for hire.
Day turned once more to night and the camp grounds grew lively as the men circled around the raging fire center around the tents. Some sang, some danced, and everyone drank. It was nice to breath in the fresh air once more. Even the some of the locals wandered into their caravan to engage with their marry making. Even Ioder found himself having a good time on the road and sat perched on a log watching the fire as it danced.
On the marrow they would begin.
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