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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

"What's foyftii meyters?" She asked, genuinely confused at that order.

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Iver got back home. "So father, now that we look and smell like people lets have a talk. Maybe open a bottle of wine?" He said as he sat down, marking marco to do the same.
 
"Aye" Thoruk answers in a quick manner before overthinking Thorins answer. "But.. how do you know his name my King?" he asks a bit confused. "Have I told him about my father?" he asks himself.
 
Ha'zi grabbed her hand, and with a smile and cheerful tone told her, "Come on, Ela, over here with me. We need to back up a bit to give Card some room." He guided her 50 meters back away from Card, and a few more just for precaution.
 
"Excellent," Card nodded once she was at a safe distance, he pulled the spear from his back and cut the palm of his hand. In his mind he envisioned a giant dragon, with wings like bellows in a hot forge. He began to transform...
 
Erland went over to the alcohol cabinet and opened it. Iver saw an unbelievable amount of bottles. Was his father an alcoholic? Or just precautionary?

He grasped a bottle of whiskey, poured three glasses, placed them on a tray and walked back to them, handing Marco and Iver two glasses of the yellowed drink before taking the last and slumping onto the couch.

"So, how was the island?" Erland joked.

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"The Thrak Ironbeard!?" Thorin III asked again, "Thrak Ironbeard is the Commanding General of the Seven Clans. He isn't dead, laddie. We destroyed Gundabad and freed our prisoners a year ago."

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WHOOOOOSH

"Wot!" Ela screamed in panic as she saw Cardiloc explode in a flash of light and a ebony dragon rise in his place, huge black wings spreading across the nightsky.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!' She began to scream and run away, wrestling her way out of Ha'zi's grasp.

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"I would give it 3 stars, the sun and weather were nice but the arrivel was a crash and they kicked us out in a sudden" He said joking as well before taking a shot. "Anything interesting here in Dale that i missed?" He asked his father.
 
"Well, your brother died. Your sister got married. Your mother left me for Sigmund of Redhaven. I'm alone and depressed most of the time but I do my job. Dale nearly was lost in a battle with a huge Easterling army from Rhun. King Brand died. His son Bard II took over. Prince Luincrist likes to run the official stuff. He's a pain in the ass and makes my life a living hell but Bard is great. That's pretty much it. Also, we established great relations with King Aragorn of the Reunited Kingdom of Arnor and Gondor. I personally know him. Swell guy. The Dark Lord Sauron was defeated and the Easterlings of Rhun retreated. A lot of the nobles profited, those that survived anyway. Yeah, not much else?" Erland said, ticking things off an imaginary list.

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Ha'zi sprinted after the little girl and grabbed her.
"Ela, calm down. It's not a dragon. It's Cardiloc. Look!" He said to the frightened screaming girl who refused to look at the dragon.

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"He's at the training field, laddie. Allow me," The King said, rising from his throne and stepping down the huge marble slab stonecases until he was next to Thoruk. "This way, Ironbeard." He said, leading Thoruk through the doors. The guards there saw the King up and moving and followed him out, on each side. Thorin Stonehelm led Thoruk through a maze of passages, up a huge staircase and out onto a field on the precipices of the Lonely Mountain. The high altitude made combat much more difficult and it was good training for the dwarves. Thoruk saw nearly three thousand arrayed on the hilly plain in battle formations, wrestling, fighting, and moving about. Various officers on the field called orders and shouted commands. Shock troops, artillery, ranged, pike, infantry and spear units moved about as if on a chessboard, forming lines in clockwork. It was like watching elves array in their armies. This was battle done on a whole new plane of existence.

"He's over there, laddie," Thorin pointed ahead of them. Thoruk could see they were on a balcony looking down upon the field and at the edge of it, five meters in front of him was a stiff dwarf with a mighty greybeard carrying a battle horn. He turned over to see the King.

"My lord!" He proclaimed, "Welco-" he paused seeing Thoruk and he froze.

"M-my boy?" He asked, upon seeing his son. Eyes filled with surprise and something new, something lost a long time ago, with the loss of his wife, his children, love.

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Sigeric felt a dark void rise within him as he took in the news of his brother's death. Sigurd had been the only person he had fully trusted. He had taught Sigeric how to fight with a weapon, and given him the halberd that he was known for using. His older brother had not been as talented in tactics or politics, but he was the bravest man that Sigeric had ever known. He had deserved a heroic death. Instead he was killed by a stray rock from a catapult. Sigeric, overcome by grief and anger, tapped into the powers that he had discovered that same day, gazing up at the witless prince who sat on a throne that he had no right to even lay his eyes upon. Sigeric would reach into Luincrist's mind, and seek to understand the thoughts that dictated his detestable personality. How had this royal mockery of his father survived, while Sigurd had died?
 
"Sounds like you have gone through a lot" Iver said before taking another shot. "Anyways when is that meeting, we shouldnt talk to the king while drunk"
 
"Ah, I'll schedule it for tomorrow. You two get some sleep," He said to Iver and Marco, standing up, "Oh and Marco, sorry for being an Easterling, earlier." He laughed and smiled at both men, moving to the door, putting on a coat over his smallwear, putting on sandals, opening the door, leaving and closing it behind him.

"He seems alright," Marco said after Erland had left. "Where do we sleep?"

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She quivered and shook upon seeing the dragon and blinked twice when it spoke. "Huh?! Cardiloc!! Is that you in there!? Did it EAT you?!" She yelled a bit loudly.

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"What are you staring at-" Luincrist's voice cut off as Sigeric felt something awaken inside him. He imagined himself entering the man's mind, it was like a maze. A maze of doors. A giant hall. And the thoughts went through that hall.

'Is this guy retarded?'
'I should have the guards place him in shackles and beat him for being a pretender of Sigurd.'
'Hah. It would be funny to feed him his genitals. But Bard wouldn't allow that.'
'Stupid idiot is in his dumb library. Ugh. Let me go fuck some dumb whore in the Arrow Hall already. Leave you moron or I will make you regret wasting my time with your prophetic doom visions. What a cuck. Probably some troll's son that turned up. Why is he staring at me like that. Yup, he is definitely retarded.'
'Time to call the guards.'

Sigeric saw his thoughts like lines of text in a book, running through the air.

"Guards, remove this man immediately. It appears his haggard troll of a mother dropped him on his head too many times. Poor fellow. Put him in shackles before the hall." Luincrist said, rising from the King's Throne. The guards slowly moved to apprehend Sigeric, taking their time.

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"No this is Cardiloc, I can shift into animals. Ha'zi here can shift into a massive g-, look that's not the point. Technically I am inside the dragon but I do control it, just climb on Ela." He sighed to the girl.
 
"He is just a bit lonely, and i think we have guest rooms. I dont think my old room still exist though" He said looking around then ew house, looking for a place to sleep
 
As Thoruk looks down onto the dwarf that should be his father he can't believe his own eyes. "F-father?" he runs down towards him and stops running right infront of him "But I thought you where- how are you- where have you..? Thoruk doesn't even get a single sentence out of his mouth in this situation. "Bout I found you..." he says as he looks onto his father's axe.
 
"I am not a troll's son or a cuck, nor am I retarded." Sigeric said, giving Luincrist a knowing look. "I am Sigeric, the brother of Sigurd. The sooner you call for King Bard in his dumb library to meet with me and listen to my prophetic doom visions, the sooner you can go to the Arrow Hall to fuck your dumb whore. If you are not interested, however, I suppose that I shall be leaving." He turned to the guards, searching for familiar faces. "Many of you served under King Brand. He was an honorable man, and would not allow his bannermen to be treated this way. I have committed no crime according to the laws of Dale. Out of respect for your king, I humbly ask you to let me pass." Sigeric did not draw his weapon.
 
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