Drink With Me

[Brian]

Nathan, Phil, Bjorn, Lammermore (once the Archon passes into the fortress again, the illusion fades), Alec, and Liandral manage to find a quiet pocket in the keep -- medics practically tackling Lammermore to tend to his wounds.  The arrows stuck in him, Breke's body, and Phil managed to vanish somehow when crossing the remnants of the seal, leaving empty wounds that bled even faster.

Medics tend to all of the wounded as quickly and efficiently as possible.  Phil is quickly healed, and declared fit, but Lammermore is going to require more rest, and nothing can be done for Breke at this point.

Lammermore gets hauled off at about the same time as the adrenaline decides to let go of your combat-mode minds.

[Brian]

Ginrai descends from his towertop a bit later, and stands at the edge of the group, not sure what to say.  Durant is nowhere in sight.

[Rezantis]

Rez gives everyone a distracted nod.

"Alec, Liandral, could you give me a hand? I want to go and find out what kind of casualties we took today."

[Brian]

Farwell approaches before either can reply.  "Well, we made it," he says, somewhat sourly.  "I've already learned that, cousin," he says, nodding at Dracos.  "A good thousand storm-riders fell ... and we've lost nearly a hundred wives, and twice that in young ones."  He stares at the cobblestones of the courtyard at his feet.  "But we're here."

[Dracos]

"A vicious toll, but....not nearly as bad as could be feared.  I am glad you made it through alright, cousin.  Let's get everyone into the keep.  We can talk more then....We have made the keep and warm food certainly awaits us tonight."

Dracos

[Brian]

The doors slam shut, as the last of the storm-riders finish bringing in their dead.  One of the keep guards escorts them (and the bodies) to some point inside the keep -- presumably a masoleum, or the like.

"And done," Farwell says tiredly.  "A warm fire, some food, and safety.  We should get something to eat, and better, drink, all of us."

[Dracos]

"Yes.  Eh... " Dracos rubs his head.  "I won't be trying that again.  Damn that ogre had a hell of a skull on 'im."  Dracos leads the way towards the food areas, presuming he's not cut off by Lord Kevin or someone else.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Rez looks at his still glowing sword, then sheaths it. "I'll join you later, I think . . ." he glances at Drac, "Unless there's anything you need me for right now?"

[Dracos]

"Well, no...not specifically, Nathan.  Anything up though?" Dracos raises an eyebrow, slightly concerned.

Dracos

[Brian]

Nathan's scabbard holds the sword for about a half-second before it breaks into debris, and the blade plunges itself a quarter of its length into the flagstones just outside the keep entrance.

The guards jump back and stare at it like they aren't certain what to make of such a thing.

[Rezantis]

"Somehow, I'm not the least bit surprised by this development.  I'll speak to you all later." Rez unceremoniously pulls his sword out of the flagstones before it can do any more damage, then nods to the group and turns to walk off.

Well, I suppose now I know why that spider had no armour.

Rez has no particular destination in mind, but unless he spies something or someone interesting, he'll make his way to the practice yard and get some practice at his swording and arrowing skills.

Not like there's much to do around here except hit things, anyway.

[Ginrai]

Before Nathan can reach the practice yard, Ginrai catches up to him.

"Rez!  Are you free at this moment?"

[Rezantis]

Rez pauses and looks over his shoulder at Ginrai.

"Nothing particularly pressing, why?"

[Ginrai]

"I was wondering what happened to you guys the past few days.  Also there were a few things you might want to know about the Pax Arcana."

[Rezantis]

Rez glances around.  

"Fighting, killing orcs, scaring orcs, killing more orcs, running around in the snowfields, and as to Pax Arcana . . . Liandral's better equipped to tell you about that game than me, I think, I'm a mere amateur.  We're probably better catching up over dinner or drinks later, though . . .  You can tag along with me to as I walk the keep, if you like, or you can go and get dinner with Drac."

Rez glances at his brightly glowing sword, which - apart from lighting the keep up like a beacon  - is drawing a fair bit of attention from various peoples.