>>5416001>>5416006>>5416073"Well... No need to tell you not to treat living beings as toys or trophy. You've been treating that knight lad pretty well, and your sister is really nice with that exhausted lady. Take care on how you word things, though...
- I've done a bit of thinking... Let'sss say you can brrring the thrrree guarrrdians in my necklace. Of courrrrrse, I'll get the two stone ones back... The besssst courrrse of action will be me hidin' in the necklace, and get out for King's audience... I'm not surrrre it would be safe else.
- That... Make sense. Be warned, you might spend several day hidden, so make sure to pack a nice amout of meat. It'll be suspicious if Urist and I have to steal our weight in raw pork while we wait..."
Thus, you set wings to the dwarven capital, the eaverpeak, the Pinnacle of mountains, home of the King Under The Mountain, the city of mechanical marvels and lost-secrets of runes and steam, Kazaz-a-Karak. Your trip will be splitted in two parts : one where you cover four fifth of the distance in one fifth of the time, and the second where you will get carried by Master along the treacherous passes leading to the fort itself, while dwarven scout and rangers spy upon every meter covered, wait for King's authorization, and are ready to shoot down any unauthorized creature, with non-dwarven entities bypassing any need for confirmation before opening fire.
That part of the trip is long and boring. Gazing with your third eye...
>>5415428You see the great tapestry of fate, and the danger menacing Hector's friends. Without intervention, Mathias, Lucien, Boniface, Allen and Hyetta will meet their bitter hand at the hand of golden-clad skeletons, with Gerade suffering debilitating wounds. And you're stuck in dwarven metaphorical red tape. Only solution : delegate. But such a matter can be delegated to several persons at once...
"Hector! Hector! HECTOR!
- <span class="mu-s"> What? I'm a little busy! </span> "
Your guardian is assaulted by the same skeletal figures, sailing up one of the fluvial ways of the Kingdom.
"SIRE, THEY KEEP COMIN'! *BANG* I'D ADVISED A TACTICAL RETREAT, WE AREN'T ENOUGH TO DEAL WITH SEVERAL SHIPS FULL OF... MEN? SKELE-MEN? YOU GOT THE IDEA"
Tyler doesn't hear much with his helmet on, but his point stands.
"Actually, Hector... You need to cross the river, Mathias is in a similar dire situation half-a-day west. He won't make it without help.
<span class="mu-s"> Promising plan, Tyler, but no. We need to cross the river... And that ship will do a perfect bridge. </span>
