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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/4/2018 12:10:01 AM
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"...The phrase is usually used as "the enemy of my enemy is my friend", but.. I understand. It seems rather honest of you."
[i]Well, Xander seemed to slightly approve. A little, anyhow.[/i]
"What of these sand warriors, then? What do they want?"
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"If I were to guess, I would say that these sand warriors are looking to loot our corpses. The thrill of killing perhaps? Some are born of nothing but war." [i]The answer was slightly more philosophical than Xander might have expected from a warrior such as Alric. Though, all commanders had a certain widened to them. [/i]
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"Loot us, or worse, enslave us all to their own will. Such beings could bring us to our knees if we aren't careful." [i]Xander sighed, returning his steel gaze over to Alric as they passed by a mound of corpses, entering the man's tent quietly.[/i] "An enemy of this capacity needs to have a new leader. Our Knight-Commander killed their previous one in one-on-one combat. I.. believe you two met in the Battle for Khalosh."
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"An honourable fighter." [i]Alric nodded his head, looking back at battle. It had been a hard fight, he could appreciate the knights tactics. [/i] "If your Knight Commander could defeat them in battle, I'm sure we will be able to do the same."
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"Not in the mist of battle, though in the result of betrayal. The sand warrior attacked a prisoner of war that was vital to our cause. In whatever panic he was in, that man drew his sword against the Tribune and our Commander. The result was.. decapitation." [i]Xander sighed, sitting at his war table.[/i] "What of you? Would you have any news on these warriors?"
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"There is only one thing I know about these warriors. They have some sort of... Dragons." [i]Alric fell silent, letting the word dragon sit in the air for a few moments. [/i] "Extremely dangerous, we barely managed to defeat it as was."
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"We saw those.. things. The dunes dug up from the earth." [i]Xander sighed, clutching his fist.[/i] "I lost good men and women to one of those monsters."
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"Do you know have any notion as to what they are? I've seen wyverns and dragons before, but this... This trumps everything I've seen." [i]Alric took a seat at the table, laying his hands in his lap.[/i]
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"In the days of the Conquest of Rivelria.. King Armillion's invading force fought these things, though the monsters were lesser in numbers and stature. They were born of Khaom's dragons, typically the runts, with manticores mating with them in the process. The result created vile things, but these abominations are.. stronger." [i]Xander muttered, sighing.[/i] "We cannot fight them like this. We have to take the offensive while we can, whenever we can, or we'll be ticked off like flies, one by one."
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"That is also why we must band together. These abominations and their masters are enemy to us both. If we wish to survive, we must fight together." [i]Alric drummed his fingers against the wooden surface of the table, giving a light smile to Xander. [/i] "It may be problematic, but it must be done. For all of our sakes. Though, I will admit. The aftermath will be bloody if we do not control our forces after we escape these lands."
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"Perhaps this could be the beginning of some.. well, peace, between both factions?" [i]Darius would kick in, smiling a little. Only, Xander would shoot a glance at him, before returning his gaze to Alric.[/i] "Tell me. Do you trust the snakes of Trayve, or what you see upon the battlefield? There will be no peace, not after what happened in Khalosh, and not as that corrupted king Armillion sits on that throne. This is a temporal alliance, unfortunately."
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"I am aware of this. I am not precisely recommending peace. But I do not wish to battle your forces immediately after our battle with the Sand Warriors." [i]Alric shot a glance at Darius, forcing a smile. [/i] "I merely request that we have one or two days to... Prepare our forces if we plan to do battle with one another.
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"...I don't seek to fight your armies, because I already know the result. These sand warriors would be vultures afterwards, picking us off.. We must align, or withdraw from Rivelria. I am afraid that is no longer an option." [i]Xander stated, looking at Alric. A suggestion of peace.. though Elina would never agree with it.[/i]
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"Then... Peace it is I suppose. For as long as it may take to defeat these warriors." [i]Alric suddenly stood tall, sticking his hand out to Xander for a shake, giving a wide grin. [/i]
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[spoiler]ALIGNMENTS Throughout the quest line, certain characters will approve and disapprove of certain actions throughout the story. This is one of those moments. •[b]The Knight-Commander[/b] slightly approves of this - The Tribune in Rivelria will have peaceful intentions, for a time, towards Trayven forces. •[b]Xander[/b] approves of this - He has now placed his trust in Alric. •[b]Darius[/b] greatly approves of this - He supports Alric's decision with unwavering loyalty. •[b]Elina[/b] disapproves of this - She will be conflicted about Alric's leadership, yet she is still loyal.[/spoiler] "A fine decision, Alric." [i]Xander would rise then, shaking Alric's hand at that.[/i]
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"Now, if you'll excuse me I must be off. Inform our forces of the temporal alliance and warn them off from potentially harming your own." [i]Alric gave a nod of the head before releasing the hand shake, turning around and preparing to leave. [/i]
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"Good luck, sir Alric." [i]Xander would state, nodding towards the man. Darius would follow beside Alric, crossing his arms together with a clever smile.[/i] "Fascinating. This should be over rather quickly - though Elina would be.. well, surprised by your decisions."
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"Maybe so, but it is a better ending than we had originally hoped for, correct?" [i]The Witcher shot Darius a quick glance, actually looking a bit worried. [/i]
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"It is. You can't please everyone, but.. it's a start, you know?" [i]Timeskip..[/i] [i]Alric was welcomed to the encampment with mixed responses. Cheers and boos, smiles of approval and grimaces of distaste. But the most disdainful of all was Elina, as she rested in her bed.[/i] "Peace. With the enemy. I don't think you understand these men and women."
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"I do not." [i]Alric admitted it almost immediately, staring at Elina with his cat like eyes. As if lost in thought. [/i] "But what I do know is that we face a much more immediate threat in these Savage Sand Warriors. I took what actions I found necessary to ensure our survival. Even if I must resort to fighting shoulder to shoulder with the enemy."
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[i]Elina would fall silent, before sighing.[/i] "Look, I.. I respect you, for who you are. Maybe this peace'll be good. But then, it's back to killing each other: and who's gonna have a harder time with drawing swords against the past ally? Us.. or them?"
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"Our forces will remember who their true enemies are." [i]Alric sounded confident in the ability of their troops. Perhaps too confident. [/i]
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"...I hope. There's been word, of a possible location of one of these.. encampments. Of the sand warriors. If we can organize a functional assault.. we'd wipe through them." [i]Elina murmured, as she would pace back and forth with her broken arm.[/i] "Could you convince the Tribune, to help?"
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"They have already agreed to be our allies in the fight against these sand warriors. I'm sure something can be arranged." [i]Alric nodded his head, clasping his hands behind his back. [/i] "It might take some time to mobilize all our forces together, however."
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"At least, our fighting forces. We could take them, interrogate them, uncover information.." [i]Elina murmured, scratching her head.[/i] "What about the man you met? Was he.. well.. friendly?"
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"As friendly as one could be. Xander was... Well he was what we might expect from one of our enemies. Though, clearly he's striving more for peace. Darius?" [i]Alric glanced at the man who had gone with him. Clearly wanting him to intervene. [/i]
