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Chapter 11: Harbek's Return
Harbek had returned. After escaping the temple of the preservers, he followed the kreen toward South Ledopolus. It was there they were ambushed by the 1st legion, commanded by Praetor Durok. They were forced to backtrack and by dumb luck crossed paths with the party.

Ignoring the obvious solution of fleeing, the party instead chose to infiltrate the 1st legion's camp to assassinate Durok, gather supplies, and do what they could to slow down the legion's advance. The kreen took Hargo, Malla, Kelek and Rhona on toward Celik, and the others prepared their assault.

Scar spent time practicing with her newfound blade; a weapon that Solaris was highly suspicious of. The others didn't seem to care much.

When night fell, the party made their advance. A quick assault on the legion's makeshift watchtower provided them with cloaks and gear to disguise themselve sas legionnaires. Once in the camp, they separated into three groups: Crusher and Solaris went to sabotage the slave tents; Scar and Harbek planned to free and spook the mounts and back beasts; Sanguine made for the Praetor's tent.

All went mostly according to plan. Scar and Harbek caused all manner of chaos with the stormlizards and trihorn behemoths--two of which they opted to keep as mounts for themselves-- while Crusher and Solaris set much of the camp ablaze in the night. Sanguine had succeeded in gaining entry to the tent, but unfortunately set off the templar's alarm spell. He smiled as he summoned his Shield Guardian -- a massive construct made of various furniture and armors laying about his tent.

The others could hear the magical alarm and made a strong push to aid their ally. Harbek and Scar used their mounts to break through much of the tent while Crusher and Solaris occupied the 1st Legion's Prelate, Lanius himself.

It was a mixed battle; while the party was doing well, Lanius and his vanguard were slowly gaining ground. It was only when Durok cast some sort of teleportation ritual that all hell broke loose. The tent erupted in flame and legion dragoons were swarming about the place. A few well-placed distractions later, and the party made their escape to one of the silt-skimmers. They quickly attached the behemoth to the skimmer and made for a ballsy escape. As they pushed away, they could see the destruction behind them. Tents caught afire, one of the skimmers toppled over. Storm lizards attacking all around them. It was pure pandemonium.

Below deck, the party found enough supplies to get the party to Celik with room to spare. It was refreshing to see a plan come together so nicely. A day later, the heroes regrouped with the kreen and their friends. Harbek bid farewell as he restarted the journey northward (or was it southeast?). With any luck, they'd cross paths again...

Until then, The heroes had more pressing matters. The legion would only be slowed for so long...
Session: Session 40!!!!!!!! - Sunday, Aug 04 2013 from 2:00 PM to 8:00 PM
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Chapter 11: Went Through the Desert on a Kank With No Name
Anamis Black is dead. Supplies were dwindling at best. The heroes were beaten, burdened, and exhausted. Their best-no, only hope was to scavenge up what they could and push on. That is what they did.

Had any of them believed in the gods, they might have given thanks when they encountered a lone traveler on a rage drake. She called herself Scar, and carried enough supplies that the party could at least comfortably travel for a day or so. She was also an expert at exploration, and provided all manner of tricks to avoid being ambushed, surviving the extremes of the desert, and tracking down sources of food/water. She was less good at spotting ambushers, however. They had Pak'Cha for that.

The dune reapers leapt in from all sides, cutting down any within reach. The biggest nearly killed the kreen, and proved a reasonable match for both Scar and Crusher together. The others focused on killing Solaris, but were undone by Malla and Sanguine's teamwork. When all was dead, the party gained themselves some scavvy and pushed onward, hoping to find a nice place of rest.

One cannot imagine their joy upon finding an oasis in their pathway. Solaris, Pak'Cha and Scar moved to get drinks despite Sanguine's warning... A warning that should have been heeded. The oasis itself appeared to lash out and attack the heroes, while nearby a pair of giant megapedes assaulted them from both sides. It took every ounce of skill, perserverence, and blind luck to survive the attack. In the end, however, Crusher stood over the broken body of one megapede, while Malla and Pak'Cha finished off the other. In a fit of rage, Crusher leapt into the oasis and began striking out at the filthy creatures causing the illusion. When finished, he stood in a muddy slurry over the broken shells of necrotic oasis bugs.

Before they could rest, however, they were set upon by another group of travelers. Harbek smiled as he came into view, "Well, look at these morose mekillot's here."

Session: Session 39 - Sunday, Jul 28 2013 from 2:00 PM to 7:00 PM
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Chapter 9: The Ivory Dungeon


With Pak'Cha having distracted the guards, the heroes made their way into the inner court of the White Palace. Surprising them all, Solaris' bonding with the athame took them into a dining hall. Obviously not a normal place to find a secret dungeon.

The entrance was hidden beneath the marble table; and what a magnificent mechanical masterpiece it was! As the mosaic shifted into a spiral staircase, the party made their way down into the Ivory Dungeon.

Once in, they set about to finding Hargo and anyone else that might be worth rescuing. After a nasty battle against the dungeon guards--a group of flameskulls, hulking zombies and iron cobras-- the party found Hargo. They figured out how to pick the locks and then located the veiled alliance member. Gendra was her name.

The old alliance member begged to be killed, however, rather than saved. Her death would trigger a magical warning to other veiled alliance leaders. The party refused the kill order and grabbed a few other prisoners; most notably Harbeks old mentor, Nettle and a foul-mouthed elf named "Vulgar" Rex.

As they made their way out of the dungeon, Sanguine heard approaching guards and the party was barely able to hide before crossing paths with none other than Androponis himself! Once he was debriefed by the palace Praetor, the hall was emptied and the heroes once again made their escape.

"Vulgar" Rex suggested the party disguise themselves as Legion guards to make their escape easier. Conveniently, there was a nearby barracks empty of soldiers. While the party changed, Gendra once again pleaded to die. Solaris handed over his carrikal and allowed her the honor of killing herself. Before she died, Gendra tasked the party with locating alliance members in Tyr.

Getting out of the Palace proved to be easy with Crusher in uniform. No soldier was brave enough to question his orders. Anamis magically sealed the gates behind them and they prepared to flee. Unfortunately, they had one final obstacle; Darian Haraxes.

Across the cobblestone road stood Praetor Haraxes, his Justicator braxat, and roughly three hundred of the 1st Legion, including Prelate Lanius. Haraxes ordered the Legion to attack, but Lanius would not acquiesce. He simply stated that he'd always wanted front row seats to one of Crusher's matches. The heroes breathed a sigh of relief as Harbek shouted and charged the Praetor.

It was over in an instant. Magic and psionics clashed while weapons broke and rang out. The 1st Legion stood silently amidst the chaos. Crusher and Solaris focused on Haraxes, while Harbek and Malla kept the braxat off-balance. Anamis drew forth his hellish powers and brought low all of Haraxes' personal headhunters, while landing the killing blow against the praetor. Sanguine was a whirl of blood and shadow, striking at any enemy within her reach.

As soon as Haraxes fell dead, the braxat's mind was free from its prison. The giant beast howled in rage, then fell silent as three hundred spears found their mark. Prelate Lanius nodded to the heroes and took Hargo's athame from Solaris. he placed the sword in Haraxes hand and plunged his own spatha into the Praetor's lifeless body, "It appears we have apprehended the traitor."

Nothing else needed saying. The party made their way to Kaylen's skimmer and off into the estuary they went. Unfortunately, there were three interceptors hot on their tail. "Second Legion skimmers! They're none too happy about us leaving port without saying goodbye!" shouted the captain...
Session: Session 33 - Sunday, Jun 09 2013 from 2:00 PM to 7:00 PM
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What it takes
Harbek basks in the glory of their triumph in the arena, boosting his confidence, he begins to think to himself.

I'm not about to celebrate with some dainty nobles after our hark work. Ahhh, the unsuspecting noble brother... ...is looking around at something. We're not out of the woods yet, this guy knows somethings up, I see it. He can feel it, the sword has a presence and he looks to be searching for something familiar. Those fools must have brought it. They need to get out of this crowd and find a place to lay low. Let's see if they can do something this...

Harbek approaches the high praetor, speaks up with a smile spreading across his face, "You ever drank with a dwarf?!"

The High-Praetor looks down, annoyed with his concentration being broken, "YES."

Harbek's smile fades a bit, but returns with a chuckle, "Well you ever drank with a dwarf that just won his arena match?!"

High-Praetor Tomblador's annoyance grew, "YES, and it was like drinking with any other dwarf, vulgar and pointless. Maybe this party will teach you something about manners and etiquette because your memory will fade quickly, and you will be nothing more than a nobody, as much as the dead of The Gray. Anything else you care to converse about."

Harbek eyes the High Praetor, smile turned smirk, "Nah, I guess I'll see you later."
Session: Session 17 - Sunday, Dec 09 2012 from 2:00 PM to 7:00 PM
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Bloodsworn
A grin began to reveal itself on Harbek's face. Missing a couple teeth and a chipped tooth never helped in his attempts to make friends or socialize. The confidence in himself seemed foolish and misplaced, leading the casual observer to believe him to have been a lucky dwarf. Harbek scanned the room, taking note of friend and foe. His comrades were beaten and bloody, just as this fight was about to break out. Their foes stood strong with swords that carried an energy along the blade. Harbek wasn't one to back down.

*****

Silt clung to the wheels of the cart. It moved slowly along the road, surrounded by sandy dunes. The driver kept his head low, using his wide-brimmed hat to shield himself from the sun. The back was covered, and in it were two individuals conversing with one another. Both were of average height, a half-elf and a dwarf. The dwarf was young, not quite having reached maturity yet, but a thick back from years of labor.

Nettle "Events like these are becoming more common. It has nothing to do with you, your family or friends."

Harbek "That so? Don't make sense otherwise. What's he get out of the mine with no workers? You think he was hired by Klag, so he can get the business all to himself?"

Nettle "Klag's not doing too well, he's dead. We passed through a couple of his mines, on our way through. Whoever did this doesn't think like you or me. Just a killer I suppose."

Harbek picks at a scab on his forearm, one that's not quite ready to come off "Killer, huh? He was more than that, like he was spawned to kill. Spawned to spawn little killers to do his work, but tell me what you know about these kind of killers." The scrape on his arm began seeping blood again. Harbek lifted his arm to his mouth.

Nettle "I know a lot about people like this Harbek I used to hunt them. You're not the first to land in a situation like this. You won't be the last. Now I'm too busy to go after them myself, but I pass on what I know. If you stay with me, you have to stay full four years, understand?"

Harbek "Yeah, not like I have much else going on in my life right now! Hahaha!!" A full smile emerged from his chapped lips.

*****

Harbek continued smiling, while sheathing his axe. "I met a man by the name of Nettle years back. I think he was like you folks. He taught a lot about how to live my life. He also told me about defilers. He showed me how to use the primal energies to fight. He was a strong shaman. So let's talk about what we know before we get hasty. I'd hate to have to keep my oath and cut you down at the same time. That is, I think we're after the same thing here."
Session: Session 16 - Sunday, Dec 02 2012 from 2:00 PM to 7:00 PM
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