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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Iver would look for the place he last saw Aranel's blood trail, he would find a tree close enough or a steady rock to tie the rope around and would start climbing down the cliff.
 
Rambo looked up at the body curiously, then he looked over at Sigeric. “Guardian, help me get this man away from this commotion, I think he’s a shifter, he came out of a serpents head I believe.”
 
His head rose at this response, though it bobbed as the Haradrim kept taking large, frequent swathes of air in, causing his beyond sweaty, matted hair to get in the way of his vision. Brushing it aside, he began to report, "Um... Not too well at all, sir. I had a brief scuffle... with the armoured one... but it's plain to see that didn't go positively in any form whatsoever... Given the energy I've also stressed clashing with the other Giants... I'm pretty damn wasted right now, sir. Also, got no idea where Sig is... and the same for his condition... Last I saw of him he shot a bolt that impaled me and the Armoured together... any crude, suggestive ideas aside, he hopefully didn't do that intentionally... at least, I wouldn't believe he'd be that of a moron to do such a thing. Otherwise.... well, heh, yeah, not at all dandy right now. How about you?"
 
Vardamir stifled a laugh. "Better than you but that does not say much. We're at lack for horses so you'll ride with us. Mount up," He motioned to one of the riders with them and the man edged forward to make space for Ha'zi.

"Where was the Guardian? Do you know what happened to the Leviathan or Serpent? Both are missing."

Rangers began to approach Rambo. He could see a few of his comrades amongst them but many of Rambo's friends had been with him when the Leviathan fell. He had not seen them after that. Was he the only survivor of his squad?

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Iver managed to fasten the rope around a sturdy tree and slid down the cliffside. It was dangerous, frighteningly so. Yet he kept his grip and although, somewhat tired after the long day, his resolve was solid and he continued until he reached the bottom of the cliff. There he found a bloody trail which led further down the cliff into a ravine. There were no signs of any corpse but he noticed the streaks of crimson ended at the river which ran through the ravine.

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"Well, this is interesting" Iver thought to himself as he started following the river, following the the stream with the moon as his only company
 
He grinned, then started to join up on the steed, commenting, "Ah, this is all right. Anything better than soring my lower body into oblivion." Once he fully hauled himself up and adjusted himself, Ha'zi began to answer. "Not sure for the Guardian, but I believe... he was a ways off from us when the bolt fired. Leviathan... No idea at the moment. Last I saw of it was when 'reinforcements' appeared to 'help' us... right when we were about to defuse the situation with the Screaming and the Serpent. Speaking of the Serpent, my most recent sighting of it was when it wrapped itself around my Giant and I began to steam up to rid it from my neck. Needless to say, that worked, yet I have no idea what happened to it following."
 
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Iver found himself swept along in the cold current. The river began to pick up speed and his feet brushed against branches and jagged rocks that lined the riverbed. Soon he was shivering and up ahead he saw someone sitting upon a rock. He could not make them out as they were obscured from the moonlight by the overhanging cliff rocks and his eyes were wet from the stream.

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"What do you mean?" Vardamir asked as a flare went up among the north-west in the forests.

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"What is the meaning of this?" Thoruk would ask, taking a step forward. "Why are you- or rather why am I here?" he would add before standing still again, still partly stunned, not knowing what this was all about. Why him? Was he chosen to be part of something even greater? Or maybe even find a way to end this battle without his kin getting slaughtered? So many questions where yet to be answered.
 
"I mean I copied the Behemoth's ability to radiate powerful bursts of heat to dispel the Serpent," Ha'zi explained. "If it survived at all, the shifter's going to be nearby, charred, and incredibly weak, I'd wager."
 
Iver slowly walked in the cold stream toward the figure, trying to figure who it was although he had a pretty good guess.
 
Iver emerged from the waters to hear a familiar voice.

"How ya doin' sugar buns?" The Trickster slid off the rock and stepped into the moonlight standing unarmed before Iver in his usual garb.

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"Journey into the East. You shall find the answers you seek, friend." The figure said to Thoruk as if he were reading the dwarf's mind.

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"And what of the Leviathan? Was he not your friend?" Vardamir and his horsemen made their way over the course ravaged soil towards the source of the flare.

"Sir, we have issue!" Ha'zi heard a voice cry from near the forest. Multiple sets of giant skeletal bones lay in a graveyard which was crawling with rangers. It appeared some of them were struggling with something.

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"We need to find the Captain. Follow me, quickly." Sigeric said, looking around the battlefield for Vardamir. He also tried to find any sign of Ha'zi, or Marco.
 
“Alright.” He nodded hesitantly. “Do you have anyway of distinguishing which shifter this is?” He asked him as they searched for Vardamir.
 
The Trickster offered Iver his hand, then just as Iver took it, he yanked Iver and dropped him back into the river. The Trickster let out a long laugh. "Too easy," He remarked.

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"I will help you. Yet I am imprisoned, my friend. Deep down in the east. To the Orocar-" The chained figure's body began to dissipate in wisps of shadow before disseminating completely into ash at Thoruk's feet. He was left alone in the cavern with the statue for many moments before another voice came to life.

"Thoruk Ironbeard," It echoed around him, "Your desires are all for naught. Abandon them and be free. Break the shackles. Through flame and water, through earth and air, through passion and glory, death and sorrow, only through them can your chains be broken."

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Sigeric saw numerous riders but could not make out the Captain. Suddenly, a flare went off blasting the afternoon sky to the north-east. It was red, the sign of danger and Sigeric noticed it was above the area where many of the Gondorians have been giantized.

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“Don’t you think it’s best if we keep a prisoner out of a combat zone.” He suggested to Sigeric. “I can get my horse, take him back to the capital where we can consult high command on what to do next, it’s probably best if you stick with me no matter what we do, just in case he shifts. But I’ll have extra rope on my horse.
 
"I have friends..." The Trickster said rather unconvincingly. "Had." He corrected himself. "Anyway. I came by to see how you were doing. And also to ask you," He raised his hands in emphasis, "What the fuck are you doing?!" His eyebrows raised in an almost comical expression.

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