*They are allowed in.* *If possible, Demiu is brought over to Darthraxx and a number of the others.* (I don't really remember.)
Assuming Demiu follows, he finds Darthraxx with Amion of the Forest Band, Aaron of the Mercenaries, two Shadow Warriors, four minotaurs, and a few Morñornians.
Demiu nods to Amion, and raises his eyebrow at Aaron. He gives the Shadow Warriors and Morñornians a cordial nod, though he is surprised by the Minotaurs.
Assuming Demiu follows, he finds Darthraxx with Amion of the Forest Band, Aaron of the Mercenaries, two Shadow Warriors, four minotaurs, and a few Morñornians.
Demiu nods to Amion, and raises his eyebrow at Aaron. He gives the Shadow Warriors and Morñornians a cordial nod, though he is surprised by the Minotaurs.
As the leader of the minotaurs is busy talking to Darthraxx, one of the others shakes Demiu's hand. He is enormous and barrel-chested, towering over everyone else in the hall. "I am Cathair Nertmor, Chief of my clan. With me are Sairse Pintalit, Chief of her clan; Damhan Cruladir, Chief of his clan; Logaire Adarcafad, Great Chief of our people; Amion Adarcafad'oin, Aaron Adarcafad'oin, Erlea Adarcafad'oin, Benat Adarcafad'oin; and these soldiers of the Northern Sun." He gestures in turn to a female minotaur covered in colorful markings; a muscular, scowling male; the tall, long-horned male conversing with Darthraxx; Amion; Aaron; the two Shadow Warriors; and the Morñornians. "Your injury looks most grave. How came you by it?"
{JAMMERS! -Boomer- ONLY!} It was not Egol. He disappeared at the end of the Tower. I'm pretty sure it was Xavic, because he flew back on Gor'El ahead of the others to stop it.
"Yes. I am Logaire Adarcafad, Great-Chief of all the minotaurs." As he says this, a large male minotaur near the back of the group (Damhan) scowls. Logaire continues, "I bring my people to help you in this fight. We number fifteen score, and we are fierce warriors." The last two minotaurs with him- a female covered in colorful markings and an enormous, barrel-chested male- nod their ascension. Logaire examines Darthraxx for a few moments, and says, "Were you by chance once a Crystal-Bearer? We tend to have a certain look about us, but I cannot tell for sure. That gift belongs solely to Alpida."
*Darthraxx takes this info in, and starts when Logaire mentions the Crystals.* "Why, yes indeed. The Crystal-Bearer of Earth. How are you able to tell? Perhaps. . . Well, Where are your warriors? Do they have an attack plan yet? If not, then I would ask you to wait for me to figure something out. Unless of course, you understand Xain Magic and it's origins and powers well enough to help me circumvent them. Currently, I would say that if we take out their mages, we could just let Rojinn slowly wipe them out while we sit in the castle. But their powers, while elemental base, seem to defy some of the principles I understand of Magic."
"After a few hundred years or so, one starts to notice the small things. It's in your eyes, if only one looks deep enough. My warriors are hidden some distance away from your castle. We thought it would be best not to let the Xain see them before it was necessary. Our plan is to attack quickly, and retreat, harrying them in this way for as long as possible. You bring up a good point; countering their magic is important. I'm afraid my people do not practice magic. Do any of your sorcerers have the time and resources to work on this?"
*Darthraxx takes this info in, and starts when Logaire mentions the Crystals.* "Why, yes indeed. The Crystal-Bearer of Earth. How are you able to tell? Perhaps. . . Well, Where are your warriors? Do they have an attack plan yet? If not, then I would ask you to wait for me to figure something out. Unless of course, you understand Xain Magic and it's origins and powers well enough to help me circumvent them. Currently, I would say that if we take out their mages, we could just let Rojinn slowly wipe them out while we sit in the castle. But their powers, while elemental base, seem to defy some of the principles I understand of Magic."
"After a few hundred years or so, one starts to notice the small things. It's in your eyes, if only one looks deep enough. My warriors are hidden some distance away from your castle. We thought it would be best not to let the Xain see them before it was necessary. Our plan is to attack quickly, and retreat, harrying them in this way for as long as possible. You bring up a good point; countering their magic is important. I'm afraid my people do not practice magic. Do any of your sorcerers have the time and resources to work on this?"
"Hmm. . . I see. Will they attack without orders? And yes, I'm working on it. In fact, I plan right now to see if I can summon their Lead Sorcerer into a trap, unless you have another idea to learn of their magic."
Tul Generas of the Orcs, Darthraxx of the dragon Knights. I RP, and have lots of fun.
{JAMMERS! -Boomer- ONLY!} It was not Egol. He disappeared at the end of the Tower. I'm pretty sure it was Xavic, because he flew back on Gor'El ahead of the others to stop it.
*Darthraxx, more or less finished with his own personal interrogation of Corellus, ponders over this.* "Hmm. . . Time. A difficult magic to work with. And, Egol. Hmm. . . If you have something to ask of the Corellus, do it. A guard will wait with you outside. Once this battle is done, check in with me again. We'll get to the bottom of this."
LegoAgentFigure : Just making sure you see this, since you're not the one being quoted.
OOC: Thanks.
IC: "In fact, I do have something to ask Corellus." Lexos strides over to Corellus. "Corellus," Lexos pauses. "-of the Unicorns. I have a couple of things I must talk about, and I hope that you cooperate." Lexos takes a deep breath. "I learned about something recently. 'Malhiem Witches.' I want you to tell me what you can about them."
Demiu nods to Amion, and raises his eyebrow at Aaron. He gives the Shadow Warriors and Morñornians a cordial nod, though he is surprised by the Minotaurs.
As the leader of the minotaurs is busy talking to Darthraxx, one of the others shakes Demiu's hand. He is enormous and barrel-chested, towering over everyone else in the hall. "I am Cathair Nertmor, Chief of my clan. With me are Sairse Pintalit, Chief of her clan; Damhan Cruladir, Chief of his clan; Logaire Adarcafad, Great Chief of our people; Amion Adarcafad'oin, Aaron Adarcafad'oin, Erlea Adarcafad'oin, Benat Adarcafad'oin; and these soldiers of the Northern Sun." He gestures in turn to a female minotaur covered in colorful markings; a muscular, scowling male; the tall, long-horned male conversing with Darthraxx; Amion; Aaron; the two Shadow Warriors; and the Morñornians. "Your injury looks most grave. How came you by it?"
"I am Demiu of the House of Lions, Lord of my people." Demiu looks carefully at the Minotaurs, this being only the second time he has seen one, the first being the Tower of Time. "General Corellus," he replies, indicating the Xain. "I bested him eventually, but I have paid a heavy price."
"After a few hundred years or so, one starts to notice the small things. It's in your eyes, if only one looks deep enough. My warriors are hidden some distance away from your castle. We thought it would be best not to let the Xain see them before it was necessary. Our plan is to attack quickly, and retreat, harrying them in this way for as long as possible. You bring up a good point; countering their magic is important. I'm afraid my people do not practice magic. Do any of your sorcerers have the time and resources to work on this?"
"Hmm. . . I see. Will they attack without orders? And yes, I'm working on it. In fact, I plan right now to see if I can summon their Lead Sorcerer into a trap, unless you have another idea to learn of their magic."
"They will attack only on my orders, or on the orders of their respective chiefs. Some would follow a chief other than their own, if he or she is respected enough. The only other option that comes to mind is infiltrating their camp, but I am unsure how possible that may be."
