Sleet's Conversation with Og

Several days later, Sleet returned to castle Kallabakh, intent on finding Cirrus. As she strode through the castle she noticed reconstruction work going on in the east wing. Puzzled, she paused briefly to consider the area, then continued on. Sleet finally found the library where the king was reported to be, quickly opened the door and strode inside, only to find Og MacDonald seated behind a desk. Stopping abruptly, she asked “What are you doing here? Where is Cirrus?”

Out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed a figure in one of the corners of the room. “And WHAT”, she spat out, a look of great distaste coming across her face, “is HE doing lurking in the corner?!” Her fingers tensed, and then relaxed again as she sensed powerful wards set within the room. There was no love lost between herself and Kyrryn Stonewall; she distrusted him and in the current situation, she wanted to ready her defenses.

“Dame Sleet, be at ease! The new wards in this room are very unforgiving. I am king now, passed to me from Cirrus so he can go and play in the war. Kyrryn is here at his king’s request and is none of your concern.”

“Humph!” Sleet sniffed disdainfully. Her shields were ready to be raised at a moment’s notice. “This passage of office must have occurred very recently or I would have known of it. I fail to see WHY Cirrus would abandon his monarchy into your hands or…where can I find Cirrus?”

“Last I saw Cirrus he was portaling away with Nexus. You have been absent from Kallabakh for several days, and much has happened in a short time. Now, please have a seat so that I may talk with you about defending the kingdom. What aide will you offer?” Looking at Kyrryn, he says “please give us a minute.” Nodding, Kyrryn stands and begins walking out of the room. Never turning her back to him, Sleet waits until he is out of the room, and then she takes a seat.

“Just what is the current situation with Drakenfjord? Do we know for a fact that a merchant cartel from Kalladen is behind the treachery in that kingdom? What IS the current status between our two kingdoms?” Sleet asks.

“It is still conjecture at this point, but war has been declared on Kalladen. The defenses around Kallabakh have been strengthened. We have an undead fleet roaming the waters around the island. The city guard has been increased, and I have moved all family members of castle servants into the castle to prevent their being used as leverage. Our docks have also been attacked.”

“I noticed damage has been done to the east wing. Is Drakenfjord to blame for this also?” Sleet asked.

“No, no…you’ll have to credit that mischief to your squire”, Og told her. Closing her eyes and giving a big sigh, Sleet just says, “I see.” She stands up and begins pacing. “What can I do to aid in our kingdom’s defense?”

“Well, what you got?” Og asked.
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"Glad to see that Sleet still misses me after all this time." Kyrryn smirks as he leaves the library. The Dark Knight walks the halls wishing he was anywhere other than in the castle. "I need to be out in the wild with the troops and Sir Slaughter....not he dealing with politics and puffery!" Kyrryn screams to himself. "Og's demons have been calmed down so there is no point in me being here." he added. Just then a frighten page runs up to the dark one. "mmmmmm'lord......Itsssss...."the boy tries to speak. "Damn boy! spit it out!." Kyrryn growls. "There's a creature in the Black Bear.....calling for you.....he he wants to eat your soul." the page says before nearly passing out. "Ah....It followed my scent from Drakenfjord....Good I was getting tried of waiting." Kyrryn said and he then went to the nearest tower window and took flight towards the docks. The death angel landed on the cobblestone street in front of his main tavern The Black Bear and heard the beast within. "KYRRYN!!!.......SHOW YOURSELF!!!" the large horned beast hollered. "Im here........who are you to call my name with such venom." Kyrryn calmly spoke. "Im D'Kaylus.....son of the Fourth lord of Hell in the great abyss." the beast said. "Ive been sent by employer on behave of the Kingdom of Drakenfjord to destroy you." D'Kaylus growled. The Dark Knight smiled and said "Why would a soul eater such as yourself want to come to this realm and do a mortals bidding?"To kill you and take you back to my father would be a grand prize for any demon.......angel." The Demon walked slowly in to the street for all to see. The royal guard rushed towards the monster. "Stand back!" Kyrryn order. "He is mine to deal with....tell the King I will inform him of the out come soon." The lead guard order another to go to the castle while the others remained and blocked off the street. D'Kaylus stood well over 7ft and he was a massive almost dragonlike in appearance. The beast drew his mace and with the muttering of a word the mace was engulfed in black flame. "So what do you plan to do with me?" Kyrryn asked the drooling creature. " I dont want o kill you to quickley....so I will have my fun and slowly devour your soul later." D'Kaylus roared. "Well then.....lets play." Kyrryn added and then with lightning speed drew his weapons and slashed the beast across the chest. the beast only smiled as the wound that was just made quickly closed. "You must do better than that....or is that the beast you can do....sad." the beast laughed. Then the monster swung his mace and struck Kyrryn, sending him down the street into a vendor's stand. Kyrryn stands up and shakes the flame from his armor. "Damn...the flames are poisonous....good thing im immune." The knight thought. "But the demon weapons slows my regeneration... must be made of brimstone." Kyrryn staggers back towards the demon feeling the effects of the mace shot as if he were a mortal man. The pain is searing into him. "You have forgotten the true weapons of our kind angel." the Demon yelled. "So shall know true death this day." He added. Without words...Kyrryn waves his opponent to him. With mace and sword drawn Kyrryn and the Demon clash. The fight lasted for what seems like hours, but it was meer minutes to the to warriors. The Beast parry the weapons one last time and Kyrryn's Sword was knocked free. Kyrryn then leaped up with his hammer over his head and thats when the Demon caught his in a bear hug. "Ha! you are mine!" the beast howled as he then sunk his teeth into Kyrryn's armor and straight into his flesh. Kyrryn screamed in pain and then dropped his hammer. "Taste this.....Son of the abyss!" Kyrryn then drew the Black Blade from his back and drove it into the skull of D'Kaylus. The Demon released Kyrryn and thrashed about as the sword began to devour the monster into it. Kyrryn colasped in the street. "Bring me to the Black Bear.....and tell the king the beast is dead." Kyrryn told a guard. With sword in hand Kyrryn retired to the tavern of a much need drink.

The Royal escort stormed into the Black Bear. All but a few wenches and barkeeps stood inside. Then the King stepped into the hall. "Where is he.....where is Kyrryn." the King ordered. "Upstairs M'Lord." the wench spoke softly. The Monarch and his men acsended the stairs to the closed balcony and once at the top they found Kyrryn Stonewall. The Dark Knight sat in a high back chair with a large tankard in one hand and the Black Blade in the other. "Brother! Are you well?" Og spoke. "Ive never seen you in this shape after a fight......normally you are healed my this point." the King added. "I will live....I promise you." Kyrryn replied. "This is what happens when demons and Angels play." Kyrryn smiled as he took a long drink from his tankard. Soon a nercomancer comes up th stairs and bows upon seeing the King. "What do you want?" Og commands. "She is here for me Brother....I need her to mend my wounds." Kyrryn states. Og looks puzzled as the black robed woman walks closer to Kyrryn. "A Death Angel/Infernal Champion cant be healed by clerics or healers your Majesty." the pale woman said as she tended Kyrryn's wounds. The blood soaked cloth from the Dark one's chest and shoulder began to pour from his body. The Nercomancer raised her hands and spoke in cryptic words and soon the blood flowed back into Kyrryn's body. Pulling long strains of hair from her own black hair the nercomancer mended the wounds. "How did a damn demon get into the city!" Og yelled out. " the wards have been put in place and the guards doubled!" The angered monarch spoke. "By this" Kyrryn said and upon that he threw a scoll to the King and on it was a spell to pirce the forcewall and the city. "Its a one time use Og and it came from Drakenfjord." The King's eyes flashed with rage. "WHAT!" the king yelled. "Yes from Drakenfjord...the demon was sent out only for me and was to drag be to the abyss so I wouldnt be here to fight." Kyrryn wave to a wenched to be served more mead. Og paced the floor and then called out " Guards! back to the castle....ready the mage guild!". "Wait how did you survive the demon you gave up ur angelic weapons?" the king asked of Kyrryn. "With this...a old friend." Kyrryn smirked and raised up the Black Blade." "Ah.....Im glad we have it back." Og smiled. "So am I." Kyrryn replied as he drank another tankard down. Og and his men leave as Kyrryn sit back and takes in the events of the day.