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  1. #11
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    Name
    ~Nosdyn Krotar~
    Age
    Ancient...
    Race
    ~Old Soldier~
    Gender
    ~Male~
    Location
    Ettermire/Alerar

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    He was released...

    A few nights later he returns to the central district in Ettermire proper, one of the main temples of Lloth. He's greeted by his friends and companions...descendants of Drow Nosdyn had come across in his life there in Ettermire.

    Nosdyn watches from a distance, one of the roof tops.

    "Father...are you sure this will work?" Tharak, son of Nosdyn asks they had a small team prepared for the event. Nosdyn, Tharak, Xelldra and Lilly and a few other of their Undead companions. They were all wearing dark coloured clothing and attire. No markings on their attire as they were no longer tied to N'Jal they were free.

    Nosdyn considers and raises his left fist for a moment, hand clenched tightly into a fist. "Hold your position all." He orders he was their leader by that age.

    Nosdyn knew when their signal would occur. He was hoping his hunch was right.

    An hour or two later...it happened.

    The first screams were the loudest. It was majestic music to his ears. He narrows his eye as people begin to attempt to run from the old temple of Lloth. It was one of the side building. It was not even an extinction level event. Nosdyn watches as people run out of the Lloth temple in a terrified way, but their sprints were short lived. A few paces outside of that temple, the victims start to puke and throw up blood.

    Nosdyn's eyes widen with sick pleasure. "It works."

    Xelldra was by his side. "My lord in a little while we should scout to see how effective it was."

    Nosdyn nods, and a sickening green cloud appears from within the temple. "It's time." Nosdyn says and begins to move his people to position.

  2. #12
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    Name
    ~Nosdyn Krotar~
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    Nosdyn stands there with an intensity in his amber gaze. He smells it in the air, death. The deaths of his enemies, for generations, his people had warred against the tribes of the Dark Elves. Nosdyn stands there staring at the dead inside the temple that was their target. They found an adequate weapon against their enemy. His son, Tharak, stands near him for a moment.

    "Total casualties Father." Tharak says carefully as he stands up from one of the dead bodies of the Dark Elves. "The Substance works." Tharak says carefully.

    Nosdyn nods. "We have a chance to end this long war."

    Tharak look off to the west, more guards were coming. "We got incoming Father."

    Nosdyn nods. "Let them come." He said coldly. The rage was already seething within his gut.

    A small squad of fully armed guards approached the temple when it happened...the contagion.

    Nosdyn watched with tremendous pleasure and satisfaction as the guards begin to become infected with contagion and start slowly dying and rotting from whin.

    Nosdyn knew the contagion was real...it would help them win. He looks at his wife, Xelldra for a moment. "Gather our forces." He says and she does so, a small group of twenty undead and demon warriors are soon gathered...

  3. #13
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    Name
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    ~Old Soldier~
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    A short time later they are all gathered near Nosdyn.

    That temple of Lloth, one of the smaller chapters had been wiped out. Nosdyn looked at his companions for a moment and studied the rotting bodies of the Dark Elves. He felt almost sorry for them. He frowns as he looks at them for a moment. "It should not have come down to this." Nosdyn says calmly.

    Tharak, his son, listens to him and looks at his father. "Father, it has been a long day we should head home before more Ettermire troops arrive." He says wisely.

    Nosdyn nods for a moment. "Right, our operation here today was a success." He says. "We'll have a debriefing once we're home." He says. It felt weird to him that they were winning after all the heavy losses they had endured A part of him didn't like that things were going their way. He'd lost and suffered too much at the hands of N'Jal. They began to leave.

    The contagion weapon was still in the air around and within the temple. They wouldn't need to spread it in a mass way, the Dark Elves would do that for them. He walks alongside his companions as they head home. The feelings he had before of guilt and loyalty to the Dark Elves were gone. Three times he'd been rejected by Ettermire women. He'd grown old and bitter from the rejection. He holds his wife's hand as they walk together. He says nothing he simply holds her hand.

    He had a strong sense of loyalty to his woman. Though she was Undead, he didn't care. She had proven enough to him. His cause was now their cause. They had defeated N'Jal and it was proven mortal folks could defeat and even kill rhose bastard Thaynehood.

    They make it home a few hours later to the under in Ettermire. The temple they had rebuilt.

    Nosdyn had a grim expression on his face, he wasn't sure how he should feel with their victory close at hand. He was an old warrior, all he knew was the art of war. He knew that had ultimately been his curse and original downfall. He stops as they arrive at him. His wife is looking at him. "Where did it all go so wrong?" The wise old warrior said to them quietly. "How did it come to this?"

    "Father...?" Tharak asks. "What is troubling you?" Tharak knew his father, the old demon would say often profound things.

    "We can hurt the Thayne. Even kill them." Nosdyn says calmly. His hands begin to shake. "Our war against N'Jal isn't over until we kill her."
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  4. #14
    Legend

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    ~Nosdyn Krotar~
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    ~Old Soldier~
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    They were sitting together in the main gathering hall of their temple.

    Nosdyn had a serious expression on his blue face. His eyes were narrowed as he sat there on one of the comfortable chairs. The temple in the under realm had been restored completely by his people. They were discussing strategy and what to do next. He looks at maps of Ettermire proper that they were analyzing, but always something deep troubled him. He looks at his companions. "There won't be any further attacks." Nosdyn suddenly said. That got all of their attention.

    Tharak, his son, looks at Nosdyn carefully. "Father, we should press our advantage."

    He shakes his head and looks off to the distance for a moment. Something haunted him, it had been brewing for a long while since. He was getting old, and he longed for home. "Son. What happened during the first Demon War?" Nosdyn suddenly asked.

    Tharak knew his history of Althanas well. "We were defeated soundly by the remaining Nations." Tharak raised his eyebrow. "Father, what troubles you?"

    Nosdyn pointed at the map calmly. Towards the heart of Ettermire herself. "What happens if we ultimately get our win against Ettermire and she surrenders to us?" He asks. "At what point do we stop this conquest?" He was serious. He wanted different goals at that point in his life.

    Tharak considers what he is hearing. "Father, isn't that our people's creed? I'm not quite sure I understand your line of reasoning."

    Nosdyn folds his arms across his chest. "I have always held a different goal in mind." Nosdyn explains. "We have been lead stray because of N'Jal. We have to focus our efforts elsewhere..."

    Tharak, with his brilliant mind suddenly understood his father's meaning. "You mean home...Tular Plains." He says at that point.

    Nosdyn nods. "We've been lead astray from the true path. We need to head back home and cease this conquest here. Needless bloodshed has been going on for too many generations now. The people of Ettermire don't even know why they fight us anymore." He rubs his long beard calmly. He was tired mentally and needed a long rest. Nosdyn was an exhausted old general at that point.

    Tharak wanted to make sure he understood. "If we cease here, there will be no victory in Ettermire." But he understood his father's point of view. "However, we will follow you to the end of time." His son boldly said.

    Nosdyn nods. "We will abandon this temple. Let Ettermire to her own vices. This...has gone on for far too long. I don't want any more parts of this madness." He relaxes his standing position for a moment as he looks at his people. "We will prepare to leave and return to Tular Plains, there we will continue our efforts to grow strong in one singular location." He explains. Home...they were going home at long last.

  5. #15
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    ~Nosdyn Krotar~
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    A year later...

    Nosdyn and Xelldra were standing side by side.

    It had been a long sojourn to the Tular Plains. It had been a long campaign, ever since he'd been rejected four different times by Ettermire. First, it was three different Dark Elves, and then N'Jal herself had rejected him. Poor guy. His eyes were narrowed as he looked at the Tular Plains. He had people at that time in his life, resources. He wasn't alone anymore. His son, Tharak also and his companion Lilly also stood by him.

    "Gods it's hot here." Lilly said calmly.

    Tharak nods. "Welcome to Haide." He said with a grin. "Father do you have any idea where we will head to?"

    Nosdyn nods. "We are going to start our own village." The old demon explains. "We can't go back to any major settlements." He was laying down the rules, the precepts of demon society. "Boy State precept ONE." Nosdyn suddenly says as he looks at his son.

    Tharak nods. And does so. They walk calmly towards the Tular Plains, Tharak states the precepts of their people to Nosdyn as they walk.

    Nosdyn looks off to the side and sees the shade of his father watching them. He nods gently to that shade.

    For Nosdyn, it had all come around full circle. Once, he'd been a lowly soldier trying to find his own way. Ettermire rejected the proud demon four times. He looks at his wife for a moment and kisses her deeply as they walk she smiles. He holds her hand. Once, he'd been a lowly soldier...now, returning home to the Tular Plains, he had his own house and his own Army.

    His father watches Nosdyn as they walk then, he fades off into the sunset.

    The group converses among themselves as they travel towards an ideal location to set up a village.

    Nosdyn knew though, always. Somewhere in time, N'Jal schemed her revenge.

    Nosdyn would be ready.

    ~The End.~

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    Nosdyn Chronology Chapter 2

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    Matriarch of the Gilded Lily and of its brothels, associated establishments and the army.

    Characters:
    The family triplet: Philomel, Vaeron and Celandine.
    The god and kenku triplet: Stare, Avin and Vixen.
    The Primordials: Professor Charles and Moros.

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    Matriarch of the Gilded Lily and of its brothels, associated establishments and the army.

    Characters:
    The family triplet: Philomel, Vaeron and Celandine.
    The god and kenku triplet: Stare, Avin and Vixen.
    The Primordials: Professor Charles and Moros.

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