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When Lucian opened his eyes he was no longer at the lake. He was under a small canopy of trees that was so hidden in the forest that the elf Sellalli claimed that no one would be able to find them. In that the Knight had trusted her, giving them all a chance to sleep at the same moment within having to take shifts.
Through the Canopy of trees was a dark green haze that seemed to crawl across the ground. It was subtle and not very strong, but the Knight knew it as the moonlight of Morrslieb. The baneful light that could twist the bodies of great men into monsters of hideous forms.
Evil of the purest kind was that laughing moon.
Tomorrow she said they would arrive at the Temple of Konquata. The place where Tee-Nee-Tyny would hope to scry for the foundations of evil across the Old World and help Lucian in taking out the evils that threatened to grip the world.
It had cost him much. His mighty steed Nightshade lost against Grimidal. In truth it was a worthy price to lose her to the Giant. Morr was right to make the choice he did. Yet now he was a Knight without a Horse. Granted he was fighting without a mighty steed for a while but everything seemed right when he rode on the back of Nightshade.
When Lucian’s eyes rested down upon the earth he caught that should not have been there. He could not help but wipe his eyes just to glance again at what was lying next to him.
Blackened to the point that he had noticed it because of how dark it was, the golden rims of the armor shining their bright colors in spite of Morrslieb, was his armor. As perfect as the day he had received it, the armor bore upon it the mark of Dregni.
The Knight raised the breastplate over his head, thanking the gods for their gracious gift to him.
>Approach Loud and Proud
>Sneak about
>We can just walk in, see what happens