Join the Guard ! Meet the Queen !
Door: Michael van Gemen
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29 November 2017 | Nederland, Velden
After dealing with Gaedren and finding out that they've been dealing with Zellandra's ghost (bent on revenge), the group went and delivered the old crime lord to Citadel Volshyenek, located in Midland.
Hoping only to gather a bounty, the four were welcomed with open arms.
The citadel currently operates on a skeleton crew, as almost all available guards are hard at work in the city, desperately trying to keep order.
The guards wave the party through, and one escorts them into the central keep, where a harried and tired-looking woman rises from her desk to greet them; Field Marshal Cressida Kroft, an attractive, dark-haired human woman dressed in red armor.
Since Eodred II's death, Cressida hasn't slept, yet she bears her fatigue well, in no small part due to a visit from a priest of Adabar who cast Lesser Restoration on her to fight back exhaustion.
"Heroes of you caliber are exactly what Korvosa needs now. You've been on the streets. You know better than me how bad things are out there.
It's breaking my heart to see Korvosa tear itself apart like this.
Every little bit of aid we can get from upstanding citizens like you helps.
If you're willing, I'd very much like to retain your services as Agents of the Guard.
You will, of course, be well compensated for these services."
Cressida offers them a spot in the Citadel barracks to stay the night or rest.
She also offers to escort them to the palace to return the Queen's brooch they've found with Gaedren Lamm's belonging.
At the gates they agree to return at the Queen's bidding the next morning and dress appropriately.
The group decides to take a long rest and clean up before their meeting.
The next morning they arrive once more at the palace gates.
Castle Korvosa's long shadow looms over the city as a terrifying testament to the power of whatever mighty overlord ruled this land thousands of years ago.
A magnificent achievement of architecture, the castle walls and spires rise high into the sky above.
The entire structure looms even higher because of its ancient foundation, a Thassilonian manument in the shape of an immense flat-topped pyramid.
Although one corner of this immpressive founadtion has fallen into ruin, the additions built onto the sides by eager and talented Korvosan masons have created one of the most recognizable landmarks in all of Varisia.
The invitation to ascend to the castle isn't one extended out of respect for them or even allowed so they can return the stolen brooch in person, Queen Ileosa has told her guards that any group of trustworthy-seeming adventurers that approaches should be allowed to introduce themselves.
The Korvosan Guard finds this an unwise decision, but the Queen's orders are orders.
If she wants to trust mercenaries to aid in keeping the city's peace, it's the Guards duty to help her realize the plan.
A group of obviously nervous guards armed with heavy crossbows and swords escort them up to the castle.
As they reach the top of the pyramid and the wide stairs curling up to the castle's third floor, where the Crimson Throne awaits, they are greeted by a stern-looking woman dressed in magnificent full plate armor, the Queen's handmaiden, bodyguard, and closest companion; Sabina Merrin.
Sabina nods curtly at the four, then at the guards;" You may return to your posts. These heroes pose no threat to the Queen."
She asks them how they wish to be introduced to the Queen and, as they round the corner, she announces their arrival with a loud, clear voice.
Despite the black mourning dress and veil she wears in honor of her husband's death, Queen Ileosa is a vision of beauty.
"This brooch was stolen from me some time ago, I had not expected to see it again, truth be told.
And yet, here on my darkest day, you come before me with kindness. The return of this brooch is much more than an honorable deed. It is inspiration. It is hope.
I love Korvosa, as my husband did before me. His death has shocked the city as it has me, but I will not see his legacy destroyed in death, and I shall not see my city torn apart.
All Korvosa stands at the precipice of a disaster wrought by her citizens, these riots cannot continue.
You have already done my heart a great service in returning this precious heirloom to me, and you shall be rewarded. Yet perhaps you can serve your city more.
Now, I need to retire to my chambers, my grief has drained me.
Again, I thank you for the kindness you have shown me, and I hope your days of serving the crown are only just beginning."
Hoping only to gather a bounty, the four were welcomed with open arms.
The citadel currently operates on a skeleton crew, as almost all available guards are hard at work in the city, desperately trying to keep order.
The guards wave the party through, and one escorts them into the central keep, where a harried and tired-looking woman rises from her desk to greet them; Field Marshal Cressida Kroft, an attractive, dark-haired human woman dressed in red armor.
Since Eodred II's death, Cressida hasn't slept, yet she bears her fatigue well, in no small part due to a visit from a priest of Adabar who cast Lesser Restoration on her to fight back exhaustion.
"Heroes of you caliber are exactly what Korvosa needs now. You've been on the streets. You know better than me how bad things are out there.
It's breaking my heart to see Korvosa tear itself apart like this.
Every little bit of aid we can get from upstanding citizens like you helps.
If you're willing, I'd very much like to retain your services as Agents of the Guard.
You will, of course, be well compensated for these services."
Cressida offers them a spot in the Citadel barracks to stay the night or rest.
She also offers to escort them to the palace to return the Queen's brooch they've found with Gaedren Lamm's belonging.
At the gates they agree to return at the Queen's bidding the next morning and dress appropriately.
The group decides to take a long rest and clean up before their meeting.
The next morning they arrive once more at the palace gates.
Castle Korvosa's long shadow looms over the city as a terrifying testament to the power of whatever mighty overlord ruled this land thousands of years ago.
A magnificent achievement of architecture, the castle walls and spires rise high into the sky above.
The entire structure looms even higher because of its ancient foundation, a Thassilonian manument in the shape of an immense flat-topped pyramid.
Although one corner of this immpressive founadtion has fallen into ruin, the additions built onto the sides by eager and talented Korvosan masons have created one of the most recognizable landmarks in all of Varisia.
The invitation to ascend to the castle isn't one extended out of respect for them or even allowed so they can return the stolen brooch in person, Queen Ileosa has told her guards that any group of trustworthy-seeming adventurers that approaches should be allowed to introduce themselves.
The Korvosan Guard finds this an unwise decision, but the Queen's orders are orders.
If she wants to trust mercenaries to aid in keeping the city's peace, it's the Guards duty to help her realize the plan.
A group of obviously nervous guards armed with heavy crossbows and swords escort them up to the castle.
As they reach the top of the pyramid and the wide stairs curling up to the castle's third floor, where the Crimson Throne awaits, they are greeted by a stern-looking woman dressed in magnificent full plate armor, the Queen's handmaiden, bodyguard, and closest companion; Sabina Merrin.
Sabina nods curtly at the four, then at the guards;" You may return to your posts. These heroes pose no threat to the Queen."
She asks them how they wish to be introduced to the Queen and, as they round the corner, she announces their arrival with a loud, clear voice.
Despite the black mourning dress and veil she wears in honor of her husband's death, Queen Ileosa is a vision of beauty.
"This brooch was stolen from me some time ago, I had not expected to see it again, truth be told.
And yet, here on my darkest day, you come before me with kindness. The return of this brooch is much more than an honorable deed. It is inspiration. It is hope.
I love Korvosa, as my husband did before me. His death has shocked the city as it has me, but I will not see his legacy destroyed in death, and I shall not see my city torn apart.
All Korvosa stands at the precipice of a disaster wrought by her citizens, these riots cannot continue.
You have already done my heart a great service in returning this precious heirloom to me, and you shall be rewarded. Yet perhaps you can serve your city more.
Now, I need to retire to my chambers, my grief has drained me.
Again, I thank you for the kindness you have shown me, and I hope your days of serving the crown are only just beginning."
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Je kunt nu ook Smileys gebruiken. Via de toolbar, toetsenbord of door eerst : te typen en dan een woord bijvoorbeeld :smiley
