Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-28358106-20160805004636

Dwarves and Elves are clearing out the debris and aiding the wounded. Hound is approached by Lord Bale.

"Melandil tells me you've had dealings with this Conrad Wulf before, tells me he's head of this New Order.  Tell me something, then.  How many Undead can we expect to come after us?  Exactly how big is his army?"

"His army is infinite, Bale," Melandil says, approaching. "He has more followers than we have soldiers.  What's more important is that we discover why he was after the Codex."

"Couldn't tell you that.  The Codex is written in ancient Dwarven; nobody's been able to read it for thousands of years.  What he could gain by it is beyond my ken."

"There are two who could help us," Melandil says, turning and looking at Ibrahim and Lucida, "But they are in no shape to do so just yet."

Off in the corner,  Lucida has awakened and has wrapped herself around her father.

"We haven't time for that," says Bale, not unkindly. "I wish to the Gods we did."

"So tell me somethin', gorgeous," says Dee, swaggering up with her axe on her shoulder, "You pop in just to play hero, or you in this for the long run?"