The Ancient Orders were given the virtues in thier purest form; The Chalice of HONOR, The Sword of Valor, The Heart of Compassion, The Scales of Justice, The Hand of Honesty, The Ahnk of Spirituality, The Tears of Sacrafice, The Crook of Humilty. These Orders were chosen by the Gods to protect these items. The Guardians were gifted HONOR.
The map taken out of the gullet of the Ancient wyrm lead us deep into the forest of Britannia. Dense jungles closed in around us as we pushed on the directions of the tattered parchment. Suddenly Tortugenial shouted he had found the X, which had marked the location depicted on the map. He began to dig. It was meerly a few moments when the elementals of pioson and blood lurched out at us. The thieves had left quite a trap here guarding thier treasures. The foes were quickly disposed of as the large force of Guardians sailed on them. A large metal chest was found a few feet underground, lugging it out the lock was picked and the spell which protected it broken. More and more creatures came out of seemly nowhere to try and stop the guardians, to no avail. The Herans with thier great beasts pushed them back as the honor line, protected by the music's of the Phantoms, laid the creatures to thier rest.
"Sire a map and a book, and whats this...some sort of artifact" shouted Tortugenial as he pulled them from the chest.
Upon reading the books contents Logan told the other Guardians the situation they faced. It would seem the HONOR Chalice was not the only item stolen. All the others had been taken as well. Each one buried in a seperate location until they could all be retrieved, then they were to be used to break the spell placed on the sailors. Logan placed the first artifact in his pouch, as he looked over the mighty warriors in front of him.
"Seems we have a much larger fight on our hands than expected Guardians", He explained, "I'm sure i dont have to ask if you wish to push on"
Without a word the legion mounted thier beasts and they moved to the next map location. One by one they recovered the items. The traps the pirates had set grew larger and more evil however, it would not slow them down. There remained only one artifact left missing when they reached the 8 map location, The HONOR Chalice. It would not be here either, a lone book was found. With the last Captains log of the Wind Chaser. The Boats had been secretly docking deep inside the great pyramid. It would seem they may still be there. The book had hinted on the Great wizard who performed the spells on the vessels, he would be found there also, Now in an evil beast form.
"The army of the sands" Logan told them as He opened the magic portal, "Be ready Guardians"
Stepping through the gate they were quickly rushed by hundreds of Undead, almost as though they knew we were coming. One by one the would fall at the feet of the unwavering Legion. Pushing thier way through the Undead Knights the could see the masses of the army forming near the stairs to the bottom floor. The line grew tight together as wave after wave flung thierselves on the blades of the guardians.
"Run them through" shouted Logan
It was then on the lower levels a huge cat like figure made his presence felt. Striking at the Legion with its great magic. Bishop bore the brunt of the creatures attack standing his ground until finally knocked unconsious he fell from his horse. The mages quickly revived him then all attention was turned the the wizard. He would not go easy blade after blade struck his flesh spell after spell blasted him. It was with a loud roar he finally fell. Steel gutted the creature, finding our coveted Chalice. Leah then came across the splintered remains of the Chaser. Feeling the job had been finished they removed thierselves from the Pyramid.
The items now recovered, and every member of the legion safe, It was time to return to HQ. Logan left the Guardians to have the healers attend to thier wounds, as he set out to return the other stolen artifacts to thier protectors.
Strength and HONOR!