Guild Hunt

[Steel DarKnight]

Decurion DarKnight sat quietly on a small hill overlooking a small valley located near Trinsic. He had taken a brief pause to sit down and have a bite to eat. The late day sun was still warm and he could feel a gentle breeze play along his hair. The forest around him was alive with the sounds of the birds and he had been lucky enough to spot a few hearts grazing themselves on the lush grass of the valley.

 He was returning home after traveling to Serpents Hold to attend an initial meeting of what could be the beginnings of an alliance of the realms many different factions. This alliance held some promise but much work still awaited those who had initiated the meeting.  Although he harbored some concerns, he felt that these could be resolved fairly easily.

As always his mind did not rest long on the peacefulness of the evening and soon had wandered off into the current events of the realms. In his mind he categorized the immediate issues concerning the empire in an attempt to rate their urgency and determine, what he would advise, as the Guardians next step.

The Ophidians had been the target of a covert recognizance operation several days ago. This operation was infact so successful that it was thought by many to have dealt a major blow to their combat forces.  Based on this information it was deigned by the leaders of the cohorts to delay the planned assault as being unnecessary at this time. Steel was awaiting more reports on this and pending that information would advise if the currently delayed assault would need to be initiated.

The Savages appeared to be reeling from the Empire’s last offensive and he had been informed, through his contacts, that this had also created some other headaches for Lord Blackthorn.  The tribal leaders calls for aid had went unanswered by the Juka forces currently occupying the abandoned catacombs of Wrong. Steel chuckled slightly at this. “It seems the Juka’s lack of respect for humans can also play into our hands”. He also had also been informed that the Tribal elders had sworn vengeance against the Guardians. Vengeance that could only repaid in blood. This was expected but troubled him none the less as he knew that there were several outposts of Savages in this land and Ilshennar that could be of hindrance.

The Juka themselves had occupied Wrong for much too long and Steel definitely didn’t like the fact that enemy forces of such caliber were based so close to the Guardians sphere of influence. Although apart from occasional sightings they appeared not to be venturing forth in any large groups. This encampment would need to be dealt with though sooner or later.

A movement by his feet caught his attention and he looked downwards to note a large line of red ants marching from a small hole in the earth. The line of ants continued for as far as he could see into the forest. The “gods” only knew how many of them there were. He noticed for how many ventured forth an almost equal amount was returning back. Each carrying some small piece of matter to feed the colony. Looking down the trail he noted a large patch of red and walked over to investigate its cause. A grasshopper had been unfortunate enough to have lain still a bit to long and was in the process of trying to flee for its life. Seemily hundreds of ants were clinging to almost every visible part of its exterior and it was not long before the ant’s large mandibles were rending it apart. “Such small creatures” he thought. But enmass they could kill creatures 100 times their size with deadly efficiency. This troubled Steel as he had heard many reports of a creature akin to ants seen wandering the realms recently. These “ants” had been easily dispatched and he had heard that they were, at this time, very uncommon as it was rare to see more than one at any time. Troubling indeed he thought as he watched the grasshopper be disintegrated into nothiness. “I fear that dark days are ahead and before it is over we shall those small groups multiplied into great hordes of these creatures”. Yet another potential threat to the peace in the realms.

With that in mind, Steel, mounted his steed and rode off into the sunset.

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[Steel DarKnight]

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