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             The Chronicles of 
              Ardenia 
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            Chapter 1 - After the fall 
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              The City of Midgaard has now fallen; the demon 
              hordes of the vile Lord Sarigar have ransacked the shops, and slain 
              the citizens. Those adventurers who would come here and ruthlessly 
              slaughter our own protection have MUCH to answer for. Fortunately 
              for us, we have been able to seek refuge in the City of Duur-Halla 
              where we have been welcomed with some hesitation, but at least we 
              are safe for now. The Paladins have brought a powerful statue from 
              one of their fallen cities to protect us, and I have been able to 
              locate an heir to the throne. Now we must raise an army to banish 
              the denizens of the abyss that plague us, or I fear our time will 
              be short... 
               --Anonymous 
               
            I write this 
              diary entry to document the good tidings. Alas, Sarigar's minions 
              still parade around the once-fair city of Midgaard, but our temporary 
              home, Astar, received what can only be described as money from the 
              gods. Two Patriarchs - Alkon and Chmeee - contributed a vast sum 
              of gold - 200 coins each! - to the village to fund a guard tower 
              on the edge of the village along with a vast wall around our humble 
              homes. Perhaps now we shall be safe in our beds, for those wretched 
              orcs have become more daring in their advances, and no doubt would 
              soon have invaded. 
               --Sir Robert, Guildmaster of the Clerics 
            Enough! These 
              cursed demons are everywhere and I cannot stand it any longer. How 
              am I supposed to conduct my research with these annoyances disturbing 
              my every moment with their damned howling. I have sent word to Laura 
              in Astar to make room for me, as I shall be joining her shortly. 
              I will have my revenge on this blasted Sarigar and his minions! 
              Now if only I could find those books...  
              --Bram 
            I fear the 
              time is drawing near. Soon, my army and I will head toward the fallen 
              city and wrest it from the demons that roam its streets. If we should 
              die trying, at least we will have done something, for Sarigar must 
              not be allowed to continue his evilness in our lands. We shall make 
              our way to Astar, on the way enlisting anyone willing to lay down 
              their life for the good cause, and then? Then we shall begin the 
              onslaught. May the gods have mercy on us all. 
               --Jura Avari 
            Bram and 
              I have talked and he has decided to return to Midgaard. Although 
              I love the insane old man to death, I cannot stand the smells from 
              his brews any longer. He wishes to impose no further and besides, 
              I think he misses that old shop of his. Come to think of it, so 
              do I. 
               --Laura, Guildmaster of the Mages 
            May the realm 
              of the Abyss damn those Paladins for an eternity, or for at least 
              twice as long as I have been kept here! I have sent word to my Demon 
              soldiers at the gateway to move their presence from that cursed 
              city Midgaard to the fallen city of Vanshi at once. The war fares 
              well, but I cannot allow too many of my followers to pass through 
              the gateway and onto the mortal plane, or they shall become uncontrollable, 
              especially since they know I cannot follow them until he who banished 
              me is himself destroyed. So, for now, I will battle only one front. 
               --Supposedly attributed to Lord Sarigar 
               
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              My men and I entered the city three weeks ago. Laura and her Guild assured 
              me the demons were gone, so I decided the time was nigh to rebuild 
              from the ashes and destruction wrought by the vile creatures of 
              the Abyss. Sir Robert and his Guild purified the temple fountain, 
              so it is once again safe to drink the sparkling water. The cleanup 
              process is slow - I suspect it will be some weeks before the city 
              truly recovers - but already we are seeing shops open once again 
              for business. Fred tells me the Inn will be open to travelers within 
              a few days. 
               --Jura Avari 
            And so as 
              they leave the village and head back to their former homes, we are 
              left to count the cost to ourselves. At least three people were 
              murdered by the hands of evil, but this might have been far worse 
              had the Demon Lord decided to wreak terror and destruction upon 
              us directly. Jura Avari has left a guard of soldiers behind to protect 
              us from those who see us as nothing but target practice, and the 
              new watchtower will be a boon in defending against the orc tribes 
              who once again roam the plains... 
               --The Elder of Astar 
            Truly it is a miracle. Through 
              hard work and careful planning, the northern part of the city of 
              Midgaard looks almost as good as new. The fortifications have been 
              repaired, the buildings restored; the new saplings are even taking 
              root. The southern half of the city is another matter. It is still 
              mainly a jumbled mass of burned wood and crushed masonry, though 
              the city walls have been repaired there as well, of course. It matters 
              little, since our population is still much less than it was before 
              all the troubles began. Even if the homes in the southern half were 
              rebuilt tomorrow, there would be no one to live in them. Likewise, 
              the city watch has been reformed and even now patrols the street. 
              Wary as he is, Prince Jura still maintains the army in Astar, though 
              it costs a huge sum to feed and pay all those men. With the costs 
              of rebuilding mounting, I can only wonder how wise this is... 
               --Robert, Guildmaster of Clerics 
               
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            Chapter 3 - A New Darkness 
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              Dark tidings come. Strange, disembodied voices have been heard throughout 
              the land, whispering in the ears of friend and foe alike, and even 
              attacking our guards and citizens! Foul Morden, the pawn of Sarigar's 
              will has been seen again, and some of our less discerning citizens 
              have even had dealings with him. He and his invisible allies seem 
              to be trying to turn the very world against us, and have already 
              made a good start. Wolften is on the brink of war with Midgaard, 
              as is Arak-Kur, and the Orcs of Orc Mountain venture further onto 
              our lands than ever before. It is well that I still have the army 
              I raised, though it cost the kingdom dearly to maintain it. I fear 
              that days darker even than these lie in our future. Even our Kingdom's 
              age-old allies, the dwarves of Duur-Halla, have become quiet and 
              ill-tempered, barely speaking with us. I do not know what is going 
              on in this world anymore.   
              --Jura Avari 
            That is enough, 
              that is enough. It is twice more than we can stand. We go, never 
              to return, cursing the tall, thin humans that are our bane. If they 
              want our cursed city, they can have it.  
               --Dv'Doursh, Watch-Captain of Duur-Halla 
            Though trouble 
              spreads on all sides, and our enemies gather their arms, I feel 
              that we must send a force to hold Duur-Halla and protect the human 
              refugees that call it their home. My lieutenants warn me that this 
              will thin the ranks of our defenses, but what can be done? We cannot 
              allow the Half-orcs of Arak-Kur to take the city for their own. 
              So I send my trusted vassal, Sir Alxar the Knight and the wise young 
              mage Lamari at the head of a small but potent force, to take and 
              hold the city at all costs. He rules there in my name, as I rule 
              in the name of he who came before me. And may the gods protect us 
              all from the coming fury... 
               --Jura Avari 
            My studies 
              show that a way may be found to detect these shadowy beings that 
              plague our lands. I swear by my honour and by the name of my lost 
              liege Welmar, that I will do all I can in the quest to find this 
              means, even sell my soul into the very darkness that I seek to defeat. 
               --Malaq, Archmage of Ardenia 
            The coming 
              darkness hangs over my vision like a veil. I see it everywhere I 
              look. So I make preparations for the future, even a future that 
              does not have me in it. Therefore, I name my adopted daughter, Mira 
              Avari, dream seeress, as my successor to the Regency of Ardenia. 
              I am also sending the Mage Lamari and Robert, Guildmaster of the 
              Clerics Guild of Midgaard to the far distant city of Moonbridge, 
              in an attempt to gain knowledge of new more powerful magics and 
              techniques that may aid us in the future. I can only hope that we 
              are all still around when they return. 
               --Jura Avari 
            I...I don't 
              know what to do! My father has been taken by the very hordes of 
              Arak-Kur that loom over us with threat of war. That l-leaves me 
              in charge, and I....I don't know if I am up to it. Not only that, 
              but Blunty the Warrior's Guildmaster has been foully murdered, further 
              depleting the leadership of Midgaard's guilds. And to make matters 
              worse, there is reason to believe that there is a subversive group 
              among our ranks that is not only responsible for the murder, but 
              is also spying for the hated half-orcs!   
              --Mira Avari, Princess Regent of Ardenia 
            I have struck 
              a costly but necessary deal with a half-orc envoy that I hope that 
              it is enough. In exchange for large sums of money, he is stalling 
              the trial and execution of our captured liege, Prince Jura. I only 
              pray it buys us the time we need to free the Regent. Until then, 
              we must help our Princess cope as best she can with her new responsibilities.  
               --Malaq, Archmage of Ardenia 
            A new comet 
              arises in the night sky, looking like nothing less than a baleful 
              eye staring down at us. I fear the worst for this ill omen.  
               --The Wizard Bram 
            We hear word 
              that the mockery of a trial for our Liege-Lord has begun in the 
              half-orc city! Not only that, but they mass their troops in apparent 
              preparation for a final strike at us. It is all too much. We must 
              save our lord and our city before it is too late. We ride now! 
               --Alxar, Praetor of Duur-Halla 
            We are beaten 
              back. I have no doubt that Midgaard will fall as soon as the blockage 
              created by our mages over the entrance to Orc Mountain is cleared 
              by the half-orcs. No word has been received from Alxar or the Duur-Hallan 
              troops since we parted ways after the disastrous rescue mission 
              to Arak-Kur. Our fate rests now in the hands and mind of the foolish 
              young girl who is our leader. Surely only darkness can follow. 
               --General Kelnak of the Ardenian Army 
            I leave for 
              Moonbridge for a few months and the kingdom falls to pieces. Well, 
              I am back, and though I found no new spells or allies to aid us 
              in our desperate battle, I DID hear a tale in a tavern that gives 
              me an idea...   
              --Lamari, Master Mage of the Royal Guild 
            We are saved, we are saved! 
              That a tricked dragon turns out to be our saviour leaves me in complete 
              amazement, but I am happy nonetheless! It will be years before the 
              half-orcs and their dragon-torn city are a threat to us again... 
               --Mira Avari, Princess Regent of Ardenia 
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            Chapter 4 - The Puppet-Masters 
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              That fool Archmage is only now finishing his research. He cuts it too 
              close. Things must go exactly as planned, or I will be stuck with 
              this accursed bond forever. But still, I must be careful yet. The 
              day my...associates have planned draws nigh.   
              --Morden 
            The attacks 
              by these strange beings who speak in chitters and call themselves 
              the "Kii" grow ever more common. It would be bearable if we could 
              at least see or touch them, but not even our greatest mages seem 
              to be able to pierce the veil of their secrecy. After the war, there 
              is not much more of this that we can take. 
               --General Kelnak of the Ardenian Army 
            I have the 
              key, finally. It seemed as though it would never be found, but after 
              consulting with a being better left not mentioned, I have learned 
              what I needed to know to complete the spell. Those things will no 
              longer be hidden from us! 
               --Malaq, Archmage of Ardenia 
            My visions 
              have returned, and with more force! What was foretold seems to be 
              coming true. I sense that the greater darkness is yet to come, and 
              I know not how to prepare for it. 
               --Mira Avari, Princess Regent of Ardenia 
            The darkness 
              in the sewers has awoken. I fear the night and what it brings. 
               --Unknown 
            It seems 
              as though every darkness possible is being thrown at us. Creatures 
              and races that long left us be have awoken and thrown their might 
              at us. It seems as though some new foul thing is abroad every night, 
              and more than once, the city itself has been harmed by such incursions. 
              The undead are out in greater numbers than ever recorded. My people 
              are busier than ever before! 
               --Robert, Patriarch of the Ardenian Temple 
            Even knowing 
              it is them, even being able to see them, I still cannot stop what 
              these things do to my land. It almost seems like this spell of seeing 
              was pointless. How can you fight them when they only send others 
              to attack us?! 
               --Malaq, Archmage of Ardenia 
            The red eye 
              fills my sight, both day and night. I can see ought else, it sometimes 
              seems. It never lets me sleep. I fear I must let my duties of rule 
              fall onto others' shoulders until these visions have passed! 
               --Mira Avari, Princess Regent of Ardenia 
            I was given 
              the a device which is based on the Archmage's spell by...well it 
              doesn't matter who gave it to me. I was told that with it, a few 
              of us could enter into the shadowy half-realm the Kii inhabit for 
              a short time. Perhaps it is time to take the battle to these abominations? 
               --Sheol, Former Apprentice of Malaq, and Outlaw of Ardenia 
            Look mommy, 
              that comet thing has gone all red!  
              --An unnamed child in the streets of Midgaard at night 
            What unsurprising timing. 
              Our best so-called "heroes" have vanished into the nether-world 
              on the very day that it seems every dead being from the last 1000 
              years has decided to awaken and pay us a call. And if that damnable 
              red comet doesn't stop glaring down at us, I will scream! As usual, 
              it's up to the army to save the day.  
              --General Kelnak of the Ardenian Army 
            Arthur! Look 
              out, that skeleton's right behind y....damn! All my friends are 
              dying this horrible day. Hey, he's moving! Artie, yer all right! 
              Hey, you don't look so good, lemme help you up....  
               --A soldier's last words on the battlefield, The Day of 
              the Red Eye 
            We did it, 
              by damn we did it! The things were so scared that we were actually 
              able to find where they were hiding that they ran like Paladins! 
              And just in time too, it seems. When they fled, their hold over 
              the undead faded as well, saving our beloved city. Though they are 
              gone now, I have no doubt they are not gone for good. We'll just 
              have to keep our eyes open for signs that the damn manipulators 
              are back... 
               --Malaq, Archmage of Ardenia 
            I am free. 
              The plan was a success and those things no longer have a hold over 
              me. Now to move on to my master's plans once more... He will be 
              free as well one day...  
              --Attributed to Morden 
               
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            Chapter 5 - The Slow Upward Climb 
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              I continue my studies, and I learn from my mistakes. I have little doubt 
              that, with time, I will be a ruler to make my father proud. And 
              with advisors at my side like the good Lord General Kelnak, I have 
              no doubt that Ardenia will soon be even greater than ever before.  
               --Mira Avari, Princess Regent of Ardenia 
            Truly she's 
              shaping up into a fine leader for our kingdom. Soon, she won't need 
              my guidance anymore, and I can retire to my studies and my old age. 
              I do not like her choice of company though...  
               --Malaq, Archmage of Ardenia 
            The rebuilding 
              progresses slowly, but well. It is costly to rebuild a kingdom as 
              we have to, but we will bear the cost somehow. Perhaps a new tax 
              on these troublesome "adventurers" will be solve our problems...  
               --Lord Voronwis, Exchequer of the Royal Treasury 
            It seems 
              like every day I arrest another of these dangerous fools for breaking 
              the peace in our poor city. In time of war they are a blessing, 
              but in times of peace, such as now, they are only a curse, and a 
              dangerous curse at that!  
              --Militia Commander Amosti 
            "Any who 
              cast these sort of spells that effect large areas within the limits 
              of any of the cities or towns of Ardenia will be arrested and jailed, 
              without question..." 
               --Excerpted from the Tenth Edict of the Reign of Regent 
              Mira Avari 
            He comes 
              again. His cursed existence he seeks to inflict on others. He brings 
              his lycanthropic hordes to murder and maim us. People of Ardenia, 
              prepare for his coming. Come all ye for violence! 
               --Arzel Stargazer, Master of the Druids of Haon-Dor 
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