The general reaching the end of the forest starts to head towards a lake where he can most likely get a room for the night as he is dreadfully tired and coukd really use some sleep before he continues to Neriak.

Upon reaching the lake a spy of his tells the general that he has seen the rogue that he was supose to be watching for. The general then pushes aside his tiredness and starts to head to a hidden camp where he can rest and let the rogue go on a wild goose chase.

"Sir, what are you doing here?"

The Dark Elf just stands there then replys in a deep chilling voice.

"You better have a good report coming"

The general merely says," the gnolls are ready to attack and our main threats are dead."

The Dark Elf begins to cast a spell then grins at the general and says, "You have served me well in life... now serve me in death!"
The genral shrieks as his skin ignigts in a black flame and then peel from his body exposing only the bones for his inerds were incinerated in the evil flame.

The Dark Elf then smirks and sends a messenger to get the army prepared for the assult on Qeynos.

The messenger casts a spell and dissapears to alert the generals in Neriak,the Gnoll leaders in blackburrow, Highpass Hold, and South Karana, and the Undead Captains and Generals in Kithkor woods.

Now, the Dark Elf returns his attension to the general who has recovered from the spell. The necromancer says, "Go general. Your army of assasins awaits you in the catacombs. I trust you will attack when word gets to you." The general just nodded. The Dark Elf called the winds of death to take the general back to Qeynos.

/ooc sorry for the long post.

Fantasha whispers to Sainj, "Things aren't adding up here. I'm assuming that you don't requir sleep so I was wondering if you could keep an eye out in the hall way to kinda watch over the council and myself for the night. If anything looks weird come wake me please."

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It's ok, having just recently moved I know how much of a hassle that can be.

Sianj shuddered then looked up at Fantasha.
"I do sleep every now and then, but I try and avoid the dreams it brings. I will make sure that you and the council remain safe through the night, although with the paladins and clerics watching I doubt there will be much in the way of trouble." Sianj whispered in reply. He turned and moved to the door, then looked over his shoulder, a faint smile on his face.
"Sleep well." Without waiting for her reply, his slipped through the door. Not opening it, simple fading through the wood and into the shadows. The paladins would probably have a night patrol running through the building, and there was the slightest chance that he would be spotted if he took the stairs down. Glancing around the hall, he noticed a nearby window. Sianj broke into a silent run, dived through the window, and fell all the way to the ground, landing feet first in the shadow of an alleyway. He took one last look up at the intact window he had just escaped through, and then moved into the city, anxious to get his errands completed as quickly as possible so that he could set up his own guard on the council and Fantasha.

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I'll make a post for Kedarien in a couple of hours, don't quite know what to post for him yet.

"Come on Illizub, I know you're around here somewhere." Kedarien muttered, searching the back rooms of the Inn. He paused mid step, a sound catching his attention. Setting his foot down, he turned and looked over at a stack of boxes.
"Sleeping, why am I not surprised." Kedarien smirked and then walked over to a halfling that was asleep, back against a crate, and snoring. The halfling was dressed in mostly ringmail armor, with a black cape wrapped around his body. A short sword was tucked away in a scabberd that was sitting on his legs. Kneeling down, Kedarien shook the halfling's shoulder to wake him.
"Eh! Who's dare? Stop shakin' me!" The halfling rubbed his eyes and looked up.
"Oooh! 'Tis me good friend Kedarien!" Kedarien smiled and waited for the halfling to standup.
"Aaah know that look, you be needing some 'elp!" Kedarien nodded before replying.
"Yes Illizub, I need your help."
"Hah! Best news I hear all week! What can I do for ya?" The halfling, Illizub, pulled a root from his pocket and began to gnaw on it.
"I'm chasing after General Knightbane." Kedarien said plainly, Illizub's eyes widened and he chewed quickly on the root for a moment before lowering the food from his mouth.
"Oooh ya, no problem friend, I'm 'appy to help ya!"
The wood-elf grinned.

The general arriving in Qeynos hills at a spire of old starts to make his way to Qeynos when he remembers that he is now a skeliton... so he quickly started to hide and sneak but his crackling bones kept making noise, "Damnit, how am I suppose to get there when I cant even sneak." Then out of no where a gnoll scout shows up and readys hi weapon. "No wait, friend... it is I genreal Knightbane." Then gnoll just relaxed and started to say, "Good me thought you be one of dem skeliton things." The general understanding the broken common language just said, " I need to get to Qeynos where my regiment awaits but my damn bone joints keep making noise." The gnoll quickly thought of a pla, "Ok guy come tonight to take new shipment of Blackburrow stout, you hitch ride with him." The general nodded and they walked off to Blackburrow when a cart arrived and a few words were exchanged beteween the scout the guy and a bigger gnoll. In the end the general ended up in the cart with all the stout and on his way to the Qeynos Catacombs

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Errand number one on Sianj's list, was to raid his maps cache that was hidden at a nondescript store in Northern Freeport. Sianj quietly entered the door, slipped passed the sleeping merchant, and made his way to a storage room in the back. Carefully moving crates and sacks of grain aside, he found the appropriate panels and pulled them out. Hidden underneath the floor was a small, darkwood case...locked of course. Sianj slipped a key from his pocket and unlocked the case, not bothering to lift the container from it's hiding spot. Several worn, dirt stained maps were inside, roughly fifty pages. Sianj flipped through them, pulling out three and setting them on the floor next to where he was kneeling. Leaving the case open, he lifted the first map and studied it for a moment. It appeared to be a map of the entire Plains of Karana, with important locations marked in red ink. Sianj reached into the case and pulled out a pen, marked a few new places, then rolled up the map and set it aside. The next map was of the Commonlands, this time he only marked one new spot, and scrawled "TDC" next to the mark. The third map was not of an obvious location. It looked a bit like a city map, but could have been a swamp, or even mountain range. Sianj let out a long sigh as he looked at the map, closed his eyes for a minute or so, then put the third map back in the case. After locking and re-hiding his map cache, he left the store, two rolled maps under his arm.

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Just a character update. I should have another one posted tonight.

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The bard's guild was open, the candles still lit and definitely not a place Sianj wanted to just walk into. Thankfully, he had other options. His destination, the guild's small mail room, was upstairs. Around the back of the guild Sianj found a few empty barrels, one right by the wall which he used to clamber onto the roof. The upstairs window was closed, but unlocked, and the mail room was dark. Inside Sianj found the box that held packages bound for Kelethin He wrapped up both maps, attached a note requesting that they immediately be delivered to the Kelethin Rogue's Guild, then he slipped the parcel into the box. With one last glance around the room, he slipped out of the bard's guild and made his way back to the Cleric and Paladin's guild. Given the size of the area he would need to cover, Sianj gave up on his original plan and went to a smaller sized option of simply guarding Fantasha's and the Council Member's rooms.

Getting back into the Guild turned out to be rather easy. A late-night messenger arrived and Sianj slipped behind the front sentries while they were a few steps away from the door. To their credit, the guild had set up a non-stop, all night long patrol of the building; but after watching their pattern for a few seconds - a standard patrol pattern that Sianj new well - the ghost slipped through the blind spots and made his way back to Fantasha's room. Objective's accomplished, Sianj took up post at the end of the hall, after making sure the window was secure.

The general was greeted by 2 dark elves, one necromancer and a rogue. "Welcome, sir," said the necromancer. Then genral replied with, "give me my weapons Iernos." Then rogue got out a block box that contained a black dagger and then he de sheathed a rapier from his side and haded it to the general. "Thank you Iernos," responded the general, "You will be rewarded after the fall of Qeynos."
Iernos kneeled and then bowed to the general.

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(Back in West commons)

Out of no where a warrior skeliton regement come out of the ground. Once out they charge to attack the travlers.

"Ah was jokin'!" Illizub yelled, a dagger gleaming in each hand as he spun around the back of one skeleton, stabbed it hard in the spine then leapt upon a second skeleton...

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Not quite sure how this is supposed to be handled , do you want me to have free reign on the skeletons or are they yours to command Niteshadow?

The skelitons then closed the circle as fast as they could swinging there swords, fists, clubs, and other old rusty weapons. At this moment a dark figure casts a spell and disappears.

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Um, ok. Not quite sure what I can post either so...

Illizub and Kedarien walk into the hidden camp.

The necromancer begins to cast a spell on Illizub (Funeral Pyref Kaledor... lvl 60 DoT for 2160)

Time stands still and nothing seems to move...

Then all goes black.

YOU HAVE BEEN DISCONNECTED

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Rofl, Len.

Sorry about my absense from this post, been nearly a month now. Just haven't been able to work with the last post from NiteShadow.

However, with a little research done I'm gonna post now.

Illizub charged, Kedarien's jaw dropped. The halfling recognized the spell, and knew he had one chance to avoid it's deadly grasp. With a quick leap, roll and spin, Illizub was behind the necromancer. With a brief cackle, he drew his dagger and stabbed the necro straight in the back...

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Sorry again for my absense, but I didn't particularly want my halfling killed, so this is the best option I can see for interrupting the necro's spell.

With the exception of Illizub just happening to have some uber buff that adds 3k hit points.

The general feels a sudden burst of pain and he knows what has happened. He quickly gets a scout to go to blackburrow and tell the commander on that side what has happened. The commander yells out,"suit up and move out.. we attack in 1 hour." The army of gnolls and Dark Elves assemble and march towards the city slaying everyone in their path.. The black banners of the Dark Elves and the Gnolls waving in the light breeze..

The general getting word about the attack organizes all the rogues to be ready to flank them from all three exits from the sewers... the human Necromancers, Evil Clerics, Shadow Knights, and rogues also assemble them selves and prepare for the signal to attack.

/ooc I told you the conciquences of killing the head necro in PM... now we will see what happens to Qeynos.

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And I told you that Illizub was a main character of mine and I simply didn't want him to be killed after he was just introduced.

And anyway, it's just Qeynos, who cares if it gets destroyed!

The two rogues glanced at eachother, Kedarien shrugged.
"That was fun." Kedarien said, crushing the ashes with his boot. Illizub muttered something rather nasty about weird necromancers who just show up in the middle of nowhere.
"Well, I'd say the Knightbane trail's gone pretty much dead." Illizub said waving a hand at the suit of rogue armor.
"You think he's dead?" Illizub replied by raising his eyebrows.
"Nah...the guy's still alive. This all getting a little too weird for me though, so lets head into town and see if we can't hire some help." Kedarien took one last look at the general's armor, then headed off for Freeport, Illizub following alongside.

The Qeynos guards were caught surprised by the massed undead, night elves and gnolls...
They hurridly suited up and so did all the guild halls. The rangers and druids of surefall hurried over but only found that they couldn't get the flank cause the Night Elves had barricaded them in Surefall. 5 druids gated to Qeynos and the rest teleported to North Karana but they knew it would be a long run/walk and they might get there too late.

The archers on the battlement of Qeynos notched their arrows at almost the same time a low muttering of words came from the Dark Elven army at that moment in a lound painful shriek about 30 of the archers cringed and fell over dead.. The army of dark (the name for the attackers) then charged.

The general gave the signal and the human evil guild, the rogues, and his force quickly went out of the sewers via the warrior guild and the rogue guild... this quickly took the Qeynos fighters by surprise as they relized the Army of Dark had completly trapped them.. they fought till the last breath and then the glorious gate had fallen... as the force that had come from the sewer via the warrior exit started to make their way towards the gate to reinforce their comrades tthey encountered a small force of paladins they quickly reformed and charged the plaadins who took out most of the generals force but were quickly overcomed by the Shadow Knights...

The glorious city of Qeynos has fallen... The cleric guilds were twisted with dar magic... the townsfolk were made slaves and the general and the Dark Elf shadow knight named Draknir Darkblade reigned over the corrupted city...

The general sent a corrupted wizard to track down his rogue friend that has been following him the news about his new apperance and the fate of Qeynos..

/ooc dont worry yall still have a few more cities to save.

The general sat on his new throne.. his forces now occupying the old cleric guild of Rodcet Knife... began to think of the next attack, "The Erudites will fall easy to mass numbers and a flank from their own kind... I cant wait to see their pearly white walls turn as black as night... then I will have an even better throne." *the general begins to cackle*

and I wanna know where my messenger is that I sent to find that pesky rogue.

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Can't post anything till your messenger show's up, and Bevous hasn't posted in ages so I'm adding a character

[ 08-27-2002: Message edited by: Daniel Gow ]

/ooc sorry been busy havn't really taken notice of how my posts are becomeing story like.

"Yes, I know," The general spoke in more of an assertive voice, "We will deal with them when its time, but for now our main goal is to deal with the halflings and the barbarians... I know you will tell each of them that but that doesn't matter they will fall in the end."

"Now go get cleaned up my specters will walk you to a room that I have gotten prepared for you, rest dinner will be in about 2 hours."

"I have some important information to tell you tonight."

/ooc I just thought of something... how does a skelliton grin.. I just remembered the general was turned into one... oh well some way he dies

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Not much to say so...

The messenger follows the sceptres...

[ 08-31-2002: Message edited by: Daniel Gow ]

The general looking through all the workers found a person that'd be suitable for a night or two before their sould would be consumed, "I need a paladin," muttered the general, "they always have large souls to draw upon."

at this the general muttered a few words and with a painful shriek and a swirl of colors the person was consumed by the spirit of the general.

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Not much to say

At about 6PM a specter hit the back end of his scyth on the messangers door. At almost this moment a night elf glad in black armor with gold lining appeared in front of the door and waited for the messenger.

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They're camped in Western Commonlands Heh, I guess they're waiting on your wizard, since they wouldn't know what's happened in Qeynos yet.

The messenger rose from his place on the ground and moved to the door. With a reluctant sigh he pulled the door open and waited for the spectres or the dark-elf to lead the way.

At this time a young dark elf maiden came out carrying a tray with fish rolls and some batwing crunchies, another dark elf maiden came out carrying a thing of vetetable soup, and finally a 3rd maiden came out carrying some beer braised meat of all sorts.

"Eat all you like, there is plenty more."

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The corrupted wizard appears in front of Kedarian in WC in a puff of smoke.

"I bring you news from the general.... Qeynos has fallen. The general wishes you to go there imediately, He has invited you to a dinner that he'll be having hopefully with the Erudites, Barbarians, and Halflings."

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The corrupted wizard appeared suddenly in front of Kedarien. Having had enough of surprises for the day, Kedarien's Ragebringer was already drawn and held against the wizard's throat while the messenger spoke. When the wizard finished, Kedarien drew back. Illizub fell to the ground in a fit of laughter.
"Qeynos fell? Guess I was right about the general." Kedarien said as he glanced down at Illizub who was still laughing.
"You gotta be out of your corrupted mind if you think I'm just gonna travel to Qeynos with you." Kedarien helped Illizub to his feet.
"Tell yer General that we acce't yer offer." Illizub said, wiping a tear from his eye.
"But tell him we'll be a couple hours late, there's business in Freeport we should attend to. And don't pull any of your wizard tricks or you'll be dead before you can begin to cast a spell." Kedarien made a mock bow in front of the wizard.

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The general ate his fill and then said, "I am ready to tell you my message, but first I need to ask you something." The general walked over to the Erudite he got within 2 feet of the Erudite when the chair the Erudite was siting in animated and fastened the messangers wirsts and feet down. The general simply asked, "Is that chair comfortable?"

The ogre in the back of the pack went down first, something struck it hard in the back of the head. Two orcs followed along as well, both being picked up and crushed into the ground.

Kedarien and Illizub paused, so did the ogres and orcs who were suddenly aware of another person in the scene. The new attacker finally slowed down, and a human monk dressed in a pastel-blue robe appeared. Not even glancing at the two rogues, who were now rushing an ogre, the monk proceeded to fly through the orcs, a short staff in one hand.

A few seconds later, the two rogues and the monk confronted eachother, dead orcs and ogres lying nearby.
"Thank you for your assistance." Kedarien said, his dagger still at the ready.
"I was meditating on a nearby hill and I spotted the ogres, they do not usually travel in these parts." The monk spoke quietly, not wasting energy on loud words. Illizub and Kedarien glanced at eachother.
~Think we just found that backup we were looking for.~ They both thought.
"Lets go to the druid rings, it's safer there." Kedarien offered, and the trio headed out...

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Kedarien is a level 60 rogue, Illizub is in his 50's so that's why I had the ogres and orcs be killed so quickly. Sorry if that messed up your plans.

~~~~~

The General was probably expecting the Messenger to cry out, struggle, attempt to stand up, or any number of useless attempts to free himself. However, the Messenger simply smiled.
"Your methods are wasted, but I am ready to listen, as are my collegues in Erudin." There was no hint of fear or anger in the messenger's voice, only a calm tone and peacful expression