High Elf Warcamp
zone: The Blighted Isle
High Elf Warcamp Order Storyline
location: Tor Aendris, Blighted Isles
npc: Saritha Lightweaver
zone: The Blighted Isle
Objective: The Altar of Khaine
Objective: House of Lorendyth
Objective: The Tower of Nightflame
Objective: Shard of Grief
Chapter Lore: A haunting melody danced through the warcamp, forming a harsh juxtaposition with the echoes of battle that rolled in from the far reaches of the Plain of Bone.
The lilting notes that filled the air bespoke a tale of unbearable loss. Initially harmonious and beautiful, the notes now began to rise and fall with fury as the musician's playing took on a more frenetic pace and a darker tone.
Arrowlore was under a great deal of pressure now that the exiles walked once more on the shores of Ulthuan and he needed this all-too-brief respite from the burdens of leadership. His aide realized this and let Riandys play on. His ill news could wait a few moments more.
The song reached its coda as Riandys bowed furiously. In between the notes, the aide could hear the pain of betrayal, followed by violent upheaval, and finally a slow but steady sense of aching loss. The song ended, and Riandys Arrowlore took a moment to compose himself. Clearly, whatever emotion he had aroused with the song remained at the forefront of his mind, and it would not do for the leader of the Elves at Tor Arendis to show such a lack of restraint.
Brusquely, he wiped away a single tear and carefully put away his instrument, using the simple routine to bring himself back to the present.
Finally, Arrowlore seemed fully in the present and he spoke to the aide. "What news have you, Dennil?"
"My Lord, the invaders continue to move toward the Altar of Khaine." Dennil paused a moment, still feeling some vestige of emotion, himself. "Our defenses hold, for now. How long they will remain standing in the face of a full assault is uncertain."
Riandys Arrowlore clicked his tongue in assent, "Divert some of the defenders from the Shard of Grief. The remains of the Hall of Halyndell can be defended by the newer members of the Shining Guard, as well as our allies. We must not let the Sword of Khaine pass into the enemy's hands."
"It shall be done, my Lord," and with that, Dennil saluted smartly and stepped out of the tent.
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