Orhan 1 Day 35 TE 6065

Day of war! We man the walls.

They swarm the walls. We fight!

We do pretty well at the walls thanks to Alynna's tornado, and lot's of chopping, and Imre's healing.

At one point Oathar gets the sense somethign is wrong at home and teleports there. There are two figures there, a male and a female. A tall dark man with six fingers on each hand, and next to him is Lorgalis' daughter. Oh wait, that's Lorgalis. He wearing black plate with a black cloak, and a small buckler shield on his left arm and a sword at his belt (a lord implementor), a couple of rings, an amulet, and then of course, there's his daughter. Huh.

More fighting on the walls.

Lorgalis's daughter pours drinks for everyone.

Eventually people notice Oathar didn't come back, and we all get together at the Villa with Lorgalis. He tells us about his father and the disagreement between him and Andraax. He spent thousands of years thinking about revenge upon his killers. Then it was explained that he couldn't just eradicate our ancestors and the like with foolish annoying time paradoxes... He tried to forget, but it festered within him. Now that we're all here, it feels sort of anti-climactic. He'd prefer to torture us for a couple of decades before killing us. That's really the only thing that could satisfy his hatred. Especially if the hatred eventually devoured our souls as well. So, what of yours should he destroy first? "Our enemies?"

Then he'll get around to destroying Santa Vallandra (which is where we evacuated all of our loved ones).

Oathar says, "If it's all the same to you, we'd prefer to just get it over with now."

So, he and his daughter draw their swords...