Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160516023321/@comment-5583506-20160625014236

(Completely forgot about Jackal. Sorry :P

To make it up, I will let you decide that one. Could be captured or on the run with the others.)

Beatrix embraced Koldri desperately, obviously shocked by what she had seen and experienced and presumably just wanted to know that there was someone there by her side.

"I say we head back", she said. "As soon as the coast is clear. If anyone else made it, they would head back to the village as well."



In the distance, just behind Falana and her people, there was a smaller group of Outsiders approaching rapidly with drawn spears and swords.

Falana nocked an arrow on her bow, exhaling furiously as she took aim at the incoming foes.

"Prepare yourselves", she said sternly. "Our friends might be captured... might be dead... but we will avenge them! We will send these bloody dogs to their graves!"

Falana let loose her arrow, watching as it soared though the air and in-between the pine trees before it pierced the left breast of a woman with a warhammer with a chunk. The woman collapsed in the snow much to the disdain of her group comrades who kept on advancing towards the Beast Slayers, slightly more infuriated.



"Ah, finally", shrugged the bearded Imperial as they began to approach the Imperial City.

Grey skies loomed on the horizon and the vague sunlight shone through the thick sheet of rolling clouds, revealing the ruins of the once so proud and mighty remains of the Empire's marble-shimmering capital. Some sections of the walls had begun to deteriorate and collapse, whereas some towers had fallen down completely, leaving nothing but a pile of rubble. Yet the majority of the city remained remarkably intact, making the city a perfect bastion for survival.

Located on an island in the middle of Lake Rumare, whomever lived here would be left alone from preying Beasts. With only one long bridge spanning over the dark, murky waters the people behind the city walls needed only one direction to guard over. The White-Gold Tower rose up like a beacon of hope and civilization in the center of the city, yet neither of the group would be able to feel the sting of hope in their hearts.

This wasn't a place of hope. This was a place of despair. These Outsiders lived beyond these walls, preying on the unware. Beast Slayers, other Outsiders and the occasional daring City-Dweller had all fallen prey to these men and women. They were now either enslaved... or buried...

"Careful", chuckled the Breton woman with the crossbow as the group was escorted over the long bridge. "Don't disrupt the water. Monstramaris doesn't like anyone to disturb her sleep."

Anyone who was daring enough to look closely on the pitch-black surface of the water would have been able to spot something huge moving just below there, but it might as well just have been a shifting motion of the calm and somber waves, slowly rolling in towards the shore.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Finally the group arrived at the main gate of the Imperial City. The bearded Imperial stepped forward and signaled to the men on the parapet.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Fresh meat again, Callius?" laughed one of the guards.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Always", smirked the Imperial. "Some fine looking women and some strong men who will make an excellent contribution to the Emperor's People."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Alright", said another guard. "Raise the portcullis and open the gates."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">As a rattle of chains and gearworks began to roll the gates open, the bearded Imperial, apparently named Callius turned to the group with a cold smile. "Welcome to the Imperial City, ladies and gentlemen. This is from where the Emperor's reign will start..."