Round Table of Arkain

[Boriss]

Sooo... any reports Shar? Sneak peeks into chapter 10?

 

[Championfighter25]

@Boriss
The most obvious sneak peak is that we will see a Zarin Hammerfall return.
Since i can't see it put on any other chapter this will be the defend for X minutes mission.
Since there will be dwarves we may get some kind of new mechanical unit(s).
Of course this is just what i think will happen, but i'd like Shar to confirm at least if 1 of these speculations are right.

 

[Boriss]

@Boriss
The most obvious sneak peak is that we will see a Zarin Hammerfall return.
Since i can't see it put on any other mission this will be the defend for X minutes mission.
Since there will be dwarves we may get some kind of new mechanical unit(s).
Of course this is just what i think will happen, but i'd like Shar to confirm at least if 1 of these speculations are right.

Hes more likely to say how many of them are totally off

 

[Shar Dundred]

The most obvious sneak peak is that we will see a Zarin Hammerfall return.

Yep.

Since i can't see it put on any other chapter this will be the defend for X minutes mission.

That'd be a different chapter - which won't be a timed mission, I have decided to design it differently. :3
At this point, I don't plan to have any timer missions for the Second Human Book.

Since there will be dwarves we may get some kind of new units.

Yep.

 

[DD Mikasa]

Ayy we get to play the midgets!!!Looking forward to bear/steam tank spam.

ALSO
Please dont pair us up with some useless ally again will ya

 

[LISBOAH]

Ayy we get to play the midgets!!!Looking forward to bear/steam tank spam.

Midgets? That is racist! It is like calling elves pointy-ears!

ALSO
Please dont pair us up with some useless ally again will ya

Most allies are useless. I spend more time saving them than they spending actually helping.

 

[Championfighter25]

Midgets? That is racist! It is like calling elves pointy-ears!

Oh come on man. He is just trying to roleplay Krom. He calls them midgets. Give him an applaud for the good role-playing.

Most allies are useless. I spend more time saving them than they spending actually helping.

If you get useful allies in Arkain then you are in the wrong universe. That's just the way it goes.

 

[DD Mikasa]

Come to think of it...The Knife ears were Usefull as meatshileds...I rememer now...I took over the Red Orc base left my main and build my new one upon the ruins of the red orc clan...While the elfs got all the pouding from orcs...Acually i take that back those knife ears were the most usefull allias we ever got.

@LISBOAH Bu...But they are

 

[Championfighter25]

Wait useful allies in Arkain?
@DD Mikasa you're in the wrong adventure!

 

[DD Mikasa]

Shhh before Shar nerfs them even more.You never herd that from me.

 

[ArchDuke]

Wait useful allies in Arkain?
@DD Mikasa you're in the wrong adventure!

yes that was what i was thinking

anyway Gardon is opening up his new chopper tours as soon as he takes over the continet (joking offcourse )

 

[Shar Dundred]

I am sorry, folks, but I am currently pretty occupied otherwise so there hasn't been much progress/won't be much progress anytime soon.

I will notify you when that changed.~

 

[Boriss]

I am sorry, folks, but I am currently pretty occupied otherwise so there hasn't been much progress/won't be much progress anytime soon.

I will notify you when that changed.~

Drink, Larine and rock´n´roll!

 

[ArchDuke]

yes that was what i was thinking

anyway Gardon is opening up his new chopper tours as soon as he takes over the continet (joking offcourse )

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Viva la Gardon! lol

 

[Kasrkin]

@Jayborino Let's see if we found any clues.

Spoiler

A pacing orc in a small office.
Rath: I'm telling you it was him! This has that bastard Greymoore's signature everywhere!
An old P.I. in his dainty old chair, smoking a fine cigar.
Rangul: You're too close to this my friend, whatever case you can build will look biased to the court. If there even is one.
Another drag and exhale, it's beginning to storm outside.
Rath: I can't just sit on this! He's gotta pay, they were my family Rangul!
The last word is enunciated with the younger orc slamming his hands on the P.I.'s desk.
Rangul: I know they were my friend but you can't get involved in this in anyway, you will have to let the proper authorities handle this one.
A crash of thunder and the younger is once again pacing.
Rath: He's too high in the public eye, they won't believe he did anything wrong! I can't let this stand I won't!
Another puff, rain begins to hit the closed windows the pitter-patter of rain drops.
Rangul: The chief of police has his hands tied, my friend. He will do his best but the force's options are limited.
Another crash a constant companion this night, the younger looks to Rangul for a long time.
Rath: I know you're retiring but one more case won't--
The old P.I. takes the cigar out and stares.
Rangul: I don't think so, I'm old and worn out. I have made it to my retirement and I'm not going to risk losing it and my life now.
Crash, the younger pulls up a chair to the desk.
Rath: This is important to me, my family, and I will do something we'll both regret if I don't get the help I need.
The rain is muted now, the battle of wills lasts for a seeming eternity. The cigar burns out.
Rangul: Dammit, do you know how hard it is to get these? Dwarven make, from the mountain cities. You could ask my son for help.
Younger leans back in his chair a short chuckle void of mirth.
Rath: That boy is useless, he's got the heart but that's not all you need.
A sigh, the rain hits the windows harder.
Rangul: He will find his way, look, Rath I can give you a list of some of the best investigators in this city but that's all I can do.
Crash, the younger leans forward again.
Rath: It has to be you, you can cut through the red tape. Get the evidence the court would need and bypass his reputation.
Lightning brightens the dimly lit room, both are worn.
Rangul: An old P.I. is not worth that much.
The younger gets out of his chair.
Rath: Yes, it seems he is not.
Clink, slam the door to the office opens and closes.
The old P.I. leans back in his chair.
Rangul: Washed up, worn out, too old.
Thunder
Rangul: I've earned this dammit.
Patter
Rangul: I can't do this anymore.
The howling of the wind can be heard.
Rangul: Someone else can handle it.
He looks at some of the old case files on his desk, his many accomplishments, his many busts. Picking up one of his more famous cases- a photo falls out.
Putting the file back in the stack, he leans down and picks up the photo an old photo.
Rangul: I don't remember putting you in there...
A younger Rangul, an old friend, Vanessa, Sasrogarn. His eyes stay on the old friend, long gone.
Rangul: I'm sorry, if I had known I would have stopped them... I would have tried.
Thunder, he stares at the photo for several more minutes before a harrumph escapes.
Rangul: Dammit.
He gets out of the old chair and grabs his coat and hat from the stand, quickly putting them on and leaving the office.
Jeanette: Ah, Mr. Rangul going somewhere?
Stopping for a moment in front of the secretary's desk.
Rangul: Do I have any appointments today, Jen?
A smile cute and dashing, she shouldn't be wasting her youth helping an old glory hound like me.
Jeanette: I do believe the chief of police wants to meet with you in a few hours.
Decisive
Rangul: Cancel
A blink, two.
Jeanette: Alright, Mr. Rangul but he'll want to know why.
Rangul: Tell him I have a new case.
He turns and begins heading down to street level.
Rangul: Is Rath still here?
She almost shouts
Jeanette: I doubt he found a cab yet in this weather!
He's down the stairs and out the door, the sound hits him immediately. The younger is standing nearby under the cover of a business entrance.
Rangul: I'm glad to see you're not gone yet.
A smile unnoticed in the dark before he is closer.
Rath: Well color me surpised, the Greatest Detective of our time back on the case.
Both under the cover, the patter is endless.
Rangul: I was reminded of something, I can't just leave you out in the dark.
A car streams down the road, its engine barely heard over the torrent.
Rath: I'm glad you're helping me but... where do we start.
Pat on the shoulder they begin walking.
Rangul: The waterfront, a man named Merlon has worked with him a few times and apparently his opinion isn't too high.
Splash splash splash
Rath: I've never heard of him.
Rangul: He keeps to himself but he says a bit too much when he's in the bottle.
Thunder
Rath: Then we can find him easily enough, the harbor doesn't have much in the drinking department.
They walk further and further, a multi-story parking lot coming into view. They head into the underground levels.
Rangul: I'll be glad when I'm retired, won't have to worry about parking anymore.
A few more minutes and they were there, the old P.I.'s car, they enter and with a quick turn of the keys the engine roars to life.
Rath: Well, are you ready? Things are bound to go south.
A match is struck and a cigar is lit. Inhale, exhale. The Detective is back, one last time.
Rangul: Let's see if we can find any clues.

Just because this was posted does not mean there is permission to dissolve the thread into another circus act. Warnings have already been issued long before this, do not start again now.

 

[LISBOAH]

@Jayborino Let's see if we found any clues.

Spoiler

A pacing orc in a small office.
Rath: I'm telling you it was him! This has that bastard Greymoore's signature everywhere!
An old P.I. in his dainty old chair, smoking a fine cigar.
Rangul: You're too close to this my friend, whatever case you can build will look biased to the court. If there even is one.
Another drag and exhale, it's beginning to storm outside.
Rath: I can't just sit on this! He's gotta pay, they were my family Rangul!
The last word is enunciated with the younger orc slamming his hands on the P.I.'s desk.
Rangul: I know they were my friend but you can't get involved in this in anyway, you will have to let the proper authorities handle this one.
A crash of thunder and the younger is once again pacing.
Rath: He's too high in the public eye, they won't believe he did anything wrong! I can't let this stand I won't!
Another puff, rain begins to hit the closed windows the pitter-patter of rain drops.
Rangul: The chief of police has his hands tied, my friend. He will do his best but the force's options are limited.
Another crash a constant companion this night, the younger looks to Rangul for a long time.
Rath: I know you're retiring but one more case won't--
The old P.I. takes the cigar out and stares.
Rangul: I don't think so, I'm old and worn out. I have made it to my retirement and I'm not going to risk losing it and my life now.
Crash, the younger pulls up a chair to the desk.
Rath: This is important to me, my family, and I will do something we'll both regret if I don't get the help I need.
The rain is muted now, the battle of wills lasts for a seeming eternity. The cigar burns out.
Rangul: Dammit, do you know how hard it is to get these? Dwarven make, from the mountain cities. You could ask my son for help.
Younger leans back in his chair a short chuckle void of mirth.
Rath: That boy is useless, he's got the heart but that's not all you need.
A sigh, the rain hits the windows harder.
Rangul: He will find his way, look, Rath I can give you a list of some of the best investigators in this city but that's all I can do.
Crash, the younger leans forward again.
Rath: It has to be you, you can cut through the red tape. Get the evidence the court would need and bypass his reputation.
Lightning brightens the dimly lit room, both are worn.
Rangul: An old P.I. is not worth that much.
The younger gets out of his chair.
Rath: Yes, it seems he is not.
Clink, slam the door to the office opens and closes.
The old P.I. leans back in his chair.
Rangul: Washed up, worn out, too old.
Thunder
Rangul: I've earned this dammit.
Patter
Rangul: I can't do this anymore.
The howling of the wind can be heard.
Rangul: Someone else can handle it.
He looks at some of the old case files on his desk, his many accomplishments, his many busts. Picking up one of his more famous cases- a photo falls out.
Putting the file back in the stack, he leans down and picks up the photo an old photo.
Rangul: I don't remember putting you in there...
A younger Rangul, an old friend, Vanessa, Sasrogarn. His eyes stay on the old friend, long gone.
Rangul: I'm sorry, if I had known I would have stopped them... I would have tried.
Thunder, he stares at the photo for several more minutes before a harumph escapes.
Rangul: Dammit.
He gets out of the old chair and grabs his coat and hat from the stand, quickly putting them on and leaving the office.
Jeanette: Ah, Mr. Rangul going somewhere?
Stopping for a moment in front of the secretary's desk.
Rangul: Do I have any appointments today, Jen?
A smile cute and dashing, she shouldn't be wasting her youth helping an old glory hound like me.
Jeanette: I do believe the chief of police wants to meet with you in a few hours.
Decisive
Rangul: Cancel
A blink, two.
Jeanette: Alright, Mr. Rangul but he'll want to know why.
Rangul: Tell him I have a new case.
He turns and begins heading down to street level.
Rangul: Is Rath still here?
She almost shouts
Jeanette: I doubt he found a cab yet in this weather!
He's down the stairs and out the door, the sound hits him immediately. The younger is standing nearby under the cover of a business entrance.
Rangul: I'm glad to see you're not gone yet.
A smile unnoticed in the dark before he is closer.
Rath: Well color me surpised, the Greatest Detective of our time back on the case.
Both under the cover, the patter is endless.
Rangul: I was reminded of something, I can't just leave you out in the dark.
A car streams down the road, its engine barely heard over the torrent.
Rath: I'm glad you're helping me but... where do we start.
Pat on the shoulder they begin walking.
Rangul: The waterfront, a man named Merlon has worked with him a few times and apparently his opinion isn't too high.
Splash splash splash
Rath: I've never heard of him.
Rangul: He keeps to himself but he says a bit too much when he's in the bottle.
Thunder
Rath: Then we can find him easily enough, the harbor doesn't have much in the drinking department.
They walk further and further, a multi-story parking lot coming into view. They head into the underground levels.
Rangul: I'll be glad when I'm retired, won't have to worry about parking anymore.
A few more minutes and they were there, the old P.I.'s car, they enter and with a quick turn of the keys the engine roars to life.
Rath: Well, are you ready? Things are bound to go south.
A match is struck and a cigar is lit. Inhale, exhale. The Detective is back, one last time.
Rangul: Let's see if we can find any clues.

Just because this was posted does not mean there is permission to dissolve the thread into another circus act. Warnings have already been issued long before this, do not start again now.

Well written.

However, I don't understand its purpose.

 

[Jayborino]

@Jayborino Let's see if we found any clues.

Spoiler

A pacing orc in a small office.
Rath: I'm telling you it was him! This has that bastard Greymoore's signature everywhere!
An old P.I. in his dainty old chair, smoking a fine cigar.
Rangul: You're too close to this my friend, whatever case you can build will look biased to the court. If there even is one.
Another drag and exhale, it's beginning to storm outside.
Rath: I can't just sit on this! He's gotta pay, they were my family Rangul!
The last word is enunciated with the younger orc slamming his hands on the P.I.'s desk.
Rangul: I know they were my friend but you can't get involved in this in anyway, you will have to let the proper authorities handle this one.
A crash of thunder and the younger is once again pacing.
Rath: He's too high in the public eye, they won't believe he did anything wrong! I can't let this stand I won't!
Another puff, rain begins to hit the closed windows the pitter-patter of rain drops.
Rangul: The chief of police has his hands tied, my friend. He will do his best but the force's options are limited.
Another crash a constant companion this night, the younger looks to Rangul for a long time.
Rath: I know you're retiring but one more case won't--
The old P.I. takes the cigar out and stares.
Rangul: I don't think so, I'm old and worn out. I have made it to my retirement and I'm not going to risk losing it and my life now.
Crash, the younger pulls up a chair to the desk.
Rath: This is important to me, my family, and I will do something we'll both regret if I don't get the help I need.
The rain is muted now, the battle of wills lasts for a seeming eternity. The cigar burns out.
Rangul: Dammit, do you know how hard it is to get these? Dwarven make, from the mountain cities. You could ask my son for help.
Younger leans back in his chair a short chuckle void of mirth.
Rath: That boy is useless, he's got the heart but that's not all you need.
A sigh, the rain hits the windows harder.
Rangul: He will find his way, look, Rath I can give you a list of some of the best investigators in this city but that's all I can do.
Crash, the younger leans forward again.
Rath: It has to be you, you can cut through the red tape. Get the evidence the court would need and bypass his reputation.
Lightning brightens the dimly lit room, both are worn.
Rangul: An old P.I. is not worth that much.
The younger gets out of his chair.
Rath: Yes, it seems he is not.
Clink, slam the door to the office opens and closes.
The old P.I. leans back in his chair.
Rangul: Washed up, worn out, too old.
Thunder
Rangul: I've earned this dammit.
Patter
Rangul: I can't do this anymore.
The howling of the wind can be heard.
Rangul: Someone else can handle it.
He looks at some of the old case files on his desk, his many accomplishments, his many busts. Picking up one of his more famous cases- a photo falls out.
Putting the file back in the stack, he leans down and picks up the photo an old photo.
Rangul: I don't remember putting you in there...
A younger Rangul, an old friend, Vanessa, Sasrogarn. His eyes stay on the old friend, long gone.
Rangul: I'm sorry, if I had known I would have stopped them... I would have tried.
Thunder, he stares at the photo for several more minutes before a harrumph escapes.
Rangul: Dammit.
He gets out of the old chair and grabs his coat and hat from the stand, quickly putting them on and leaving the office.
Jeanette: Ah, Mr. Rangul going somewhere?
Stopping for a moment in front of the secretary's desk.
Rangul: Do I have any appointments today, Jen?
A smile cute and dashing, she shouldn't be wasting her youth helping an old glory hound like me.
Jeanette: I do believe the chief of police wants to meet with you in a few hours.
Decisive
Rangul: Cancel
A blink, two.
Jeanette: Alright, Mr. Rangul but he'll want to know why.
Rangul: Tell him I have a new case.
He turns and begins heading down to street level.
Rangul: Is Rath still here?
She almost shouts
Jeanette: I doubt he found a cab yet in this weather!
He's down the stairs and out the door, the sound hits him immediately. The younger is standing nearby under the cover of a business entrance.
Rangul: I'm glad to see you're not gone yet.
A smile unnoticed in the dark before he is closer.
Rath: Well color me surpised, the Greatest Detective of our time back on the case.
Both under the cover, the patter is endless.
Rangul: I was reminded of something, I can't just leave you out in the dark.
A car streams down the road, its engine barely heard over the torrent.
Rath: I'm glad you're helping me but... where do we start.
Pat on the shoulder they begin walking.
Rangul: The waterfront, a man named Merlon has worked with him a few times and apparently his opinion isn't too high.
Splash splash splash
Rath: I've never heard of him.
Rangul: He keeps to himself but he says a bit too much when he's in the bottle.
Thunder
Rath: Then we can find him easily enough, the harbor doesn't have much in the drinking department.
They walk further and further, a multi-story parking lot coming into view. They head into the underground levels.
Rangul: I'll be glad when I'm retired, won't have to worry about parking anymore.
A few more minutes and they were there, the old P.I.'s car, they enter and with a quick turn of the keys the engine roars to life.
Rath: Well, are you ready? Things are bound to go south.
A match is struck and a cigar is lit. Inhale, exhale. The Detective is back, one last time.
Rangul: Let's see if we can find any clues.

Just because this was posted does not mean there is permission to dissolve the thread into another circus act. Warnings have already been issued long before this, do not start again now.

Hahahaha, the background music was a nice touch! High fantasy crime noir is a genre just waiting to explode here in 2017, you have a real knack for it

 

[Ashley]

@Jayborino Let's see if we found any clues.

Spoiler

A pacing orc in a small office.
Rath: I'm telling you it was him! This has that bastard Greymoore's signature everywhere!
An old P.I. in his dainty old chair, smoking a fine cigar.
Rangul: You're too close to this my friend, whatever case you can build will look biased to the court. If there even is one.
Another drag and exhale, it's beginning to storm outside.
Rath: I can't just sit on this! He's gotta pay, they were my family Rangul!
The last word is enunciated with the younger orc slamming his hands on the P.I.'s desk.
Rangul: I know they were my friend but you can't get involved in this in anyway, you will have to let the proper authorities handle this one.
A crash of thunder and the younger is once again pacing.
Rath: He's too high in the public eye, they won't believe he did anything wrong! I can't let this stand I won't!
Another puff, rain begins to hit the closed windows the pitter-patter of rain drops.
Rangul: The chief of police has his hands tied, my friend. He will do his best but the force's options are limited.
Another crash a constant companion this night, the younger looks to Rangul for a long time.
Rath: I know you're retiring but one more case won't--
The old P.I. takes the cigar out and stares.
Rangul: I don't think so, I'm old and worn out. I have made it to my retirement and I'm not going to risk losing it and my life now.
Crash, the younger pulls up a chair to the desk.
Rath: This is important to me, my family, and I will do something we'll both regret if I don't get the help I need.
The rain is muted now, the battle of wills lasts for a seeming eternity. The cigar burns out.
Rangul: Dammit, do you know how hard it is to get these? Dwarven make, from the mountain cities. You could ask my son for help.
Younger leans back in his chair a short chuckle void of mirth.
Rath: That boy is useless, he's got the heart but that's not all you need.
A sigh, the rain hits the windows harder.
Rangul: He will find his way, look, Rath I can give you a list of some of the best investigators in this city but that's all I can do.
Crash, the younger leans forward again.
Rath: It has to be you, you can cut through the red tape. Get the evidence the court would need and bypass his reputation.
Lightning brightens the dimly lit room, both are worn.
Rangul: An old P.I. is not worth that much.
The younger gets out of his chair.
Rath: Yes, it seems he is not.
Clink, slam the door to the office opens and closes.
The old P.I. leans back in his chair.
Rangul: Washed up, worn out, too old.
Thunder
Rangul: I've earned this dammit.
Patter
Rangul: I can't do this anymore.
The howling of the wind can be heard.
Rangul: Someone else can handle it.
He looks at some of the old case files on his desk, his many accomplishments, his many busts. Picking up one of his more famous cases- a photo falls out.
Putting the file back in the stack, he leans down and picks up the photo an old photo.
Rangul: I don't remember putting you in there...
A younger Rangul, an old friend, Vanessa, Sasrogarn. His eyes stay on the old friend, long gone.
Rangul: I'm sorry, if I had known I would have stopped them... I would have tried.
Thunder, he stares at the photo for several more minutes before a harrumph escapes.
Rangul: Dammit.
He gets out of the old chair and grabs his coat and hat from the stand, quickly putting them on and leaving the office.
Jeanette: Ah, Mr. Rangul going somewhere?
Stopping for a moment in front of the secretary's desk.
Rangul: Do I have any appointments today, Jen?
A smile cute and dashing, she shouldn't be wasting her youth helping an old glory hound like me.
Jeanette: I do believe the chief of police wants to meet with you in a few hours.
Decisive
Rangul: Cancel
A blink, two.
Jeanette: Alright, Mr. Rangul but he'll want to know why.
Rangul: Tell him I have a new case.
He turns and begins heading down to street level.
Rangul: Is Rath still here?
She almost shouts
Jeanette: I doubt he found a cab yet in this weather!
He's down the stairs and out the door, the sound hits him immediately. The younger is standing nearby under the cover of a business entrance.
Rangul: I'm glad to see you're not gone yet.
A smile unnoticed in the dark before he is closer.
Rath: Well color me surpised, the Greatest Detective of our time back on the case.
Both under the cover, the patter is endless.
Rangul: I was reminded of something, I can't just leave you out in the dark.
A car streams down the road, its engine barely heard over the torrent.
Rath: I'm glad you're helping me but... where do we start.
Pat on the shoulder they begin walking.
Rangul: The waterfront, a man named Merlon has worked with him a few times and apparently his opinion isn't too high.
Splash splash splash
Rath: I've never heard of him.
Rangul: He keeps to himself but he says a bit too much when he's in the bottle.
Thunder
Rath: Then we can find him easily enough, the harbor doesn't have much in the drinking department.
They walk further and further, a multi-story parking lot coming into view. They head into the underground levels.
Rangul: I'll be glad when I'm retired, won't have to worry about parking anymore.
A few more minutes and they were there, the old P.I.'s car, they enter and with a quick turn of the keys the engine roars to life.
Rath: Well, are you ready? Things are bound to go south.
A match is struck and a cigar is lit. Inhale, exhale. The Detective is back, one last time.
Rangul: Let's see if we can find any clues.

Just because this was posted does not mean there is permission to dissolve the thread into another circus act. Warnings have already been issued long before this, do not start again now.

like lisboah i also don't know what is this all about. any explaination about it's purpose???

 

[Tuwnew]

I just realized that Lt Claire became General between two missions.

RIP Commander, Captain, Major, Colonel ranks...
She just slap them

 

[LISBOAH]

I just realized that Lt Claire became General between two missions.

RIP Commander, Captain, Major, Colonel ranks...
She just slap them

We don't know well the timeskip between missions. It might have passed weeks...

Maybe she is so competent that she just got promoted that way. Or maybe Gardon and Thanok like her, or Merlon asked them to do it so that she would be grateful to him.

 

[Emperor Lucas II]

We don't know well the timeskip between missions. It might have passed weeks...

Maybe she is so competent that she just got promoted that way. Or maybe Gardon and Thanok like her, or Merlon asked them to do it so that she would be grateful to him.

It was said by Thanok on Chapter 9.
He said that she has proven worth to him at the capital city of Toran, and he even told her to return to the King while he takes the charge.

 

[Ashley]

It was said by Thanok on Chapter 9.
He said that she has proven worth to him at the capital city of Toran, and he even told her to return to the King while he takes the charge.

Yeah, she proven her worth even though we don't even used her in that mission

 

[Championfighter25]

Yeah, she proven her worth even though we don't even used her in that mission

There is no point in wasting a valuable commander on a suicide attack. He was right to recall her.
We may see her appear as an ally in the next mission.

 

[LISBOAH]

There is no point in wasting a valuable commander on a suicide attack. He was right to recall her.

Besides she would then realize that Thanok and his men are actually black dragons. That could ruin Gardon's plans.

 

[Championfighter25]

Besides she would then realize that Thanok and his men are actually black dragons. That could ruin Gardon's plans.

Since im sure she has an amulet (her sudden change of character in the short story diary of a soldier proves it) so she won't try and tell anyone. Then again though mine is just speculation so you can be right.

 

[Emperor Lucas II]

Since im sure she has an amulet (her sudden change of character in the short story diary of a soldier proves it) so she won't try and tell anyone. Then again though mine is just speculation so you can be right.

She probably has the Amulet of Loyalty, for her services and deeds to the Ironfist.

 

[LISBOAH]

Since im sure she has an amulet (her sudden change of character in the short story diary of a soldier proves it) so she won't try and tell anyone. Then again though mine is just speculation so you can be right.

Besides, imagine their attack: a couple of dragons and a foot soldier. Three guesses who would be the one that would most likely be surrounded, overwhelmed and ended up dead.

 

[Tuwnew]

With her promotion, she gained an aura. Maybe an amulet' effect?

 

[Emperor Lucas II]

With her promotion, she gained an aura. Maybe an amulet' effect?

My guess is Loyalty.
Loyalty is probably Devotion Aura.
Since Discipline is Endurance.

 

[Boriss]

Shaaaaar, how goes your business? How many people ended up shot, cut, pierced, bitten, slashed, crushed, flipped, rolled over, cooked and so on...?

 

[ArchDuke]

@Shar Dundred I really like those bloodfist units, do we get to control some in any mission?

 

[Championfighter25]

I really like those bloodfist units, do we get to control some in any mission?

Sadly we won't. They are just a buffed and reskined version of elites and are only meant to appear in one mission.

 

[ArchDuke]

oh no, that sucks

 

[LickMyEyeBall]

I remember he said the same for Prides of Humanity. Yet, here we are, obtaining at least two of them.

 

[Championfighter25]

I remember he said the same for Prides of Humanity. Yet, here we are, obtaining at least two of them.

I think he said that we won't get them as trainable units. That didn't exclude us getting them for completing an optional quest.

 

[Deleted member 238589]

There are like 10 units based off the Footmen already.

 

[lekxman22]

Yea

 

[ArchDuke]

@Shar Dundred ;out of curiousity did Lord Retka command a sizeable force before he overthrew the king of Pyrru?

 

[Emperor Lucas II]

@Shar Dundred ;out of curiousity did Lord Retka command a sizeable force before he overthrew the king of Pyrru?

Yes, he did.

 

[Championfighter25]

@Shar Dundred ;out of curiousity did Lord Retka command a sizeable force before he overthrew the king of Pyrru?

I think he did. Royal families have ties and with those ties you can persuade normal troops to join you easily. Kind of how in chapter 11 Genethas made a big imperial army join his side.

 

[LISBOAH]

I think he did. Royal families have ties and with those ties you can persuade normal troops to join you easily. Kind of how in chapter 11 Genethas made a big imperial army join his side.

Plus, who would you trust:
-A war veteran that has been fighting against the demons for years, that sounds polite and supportive?
Or
-A mysterious and secretive general from across the sea that wields strange magic and legalized things like necromancy and demonology?

 

[Championfighter25]

Plus, who would you trust:
-A war veteran that has been fighting against the demons for years, that sounds polite and supportive?
Or
-A mysterious and secretive general from across the sea that wields strange magic and legalized things like necromancy and demonology?

The second, because he will give me an amulet if i don't.

 

[Shar Dundred]

and legalized things like necromancy and demonology?

He legalized necromancy, he was forbidden to legalize demonology.
And after the Aedale incident, he kinda gave up on that one.

 

[Championfighter25]

He legalized necromancy, he was forbidden to legalize demonology.
And after the Aedale incident, he kinda gave up on that one.

Once he gets really desperate which im sure will happen, he will consider legalizing demonology. Who knows maybe we will get demon hunters in Arkain? (Yeah, yeah it won't happen, but one can dream can't he?)

 

[LISBOAH]

Once he gets really desparate which im sure will happen, he will consider legalizing demonology. Who knows maybe we will get demon hunters in Arkain? (Yeah, yeah it won't happen, but one can dream can't he?)

That reminds me.
Why haven't the imperials created some sort of elite squadron specifically created to kill demons?

 

[Championfighter25]

That reminds me.
Why haven't the imperials created some sort of elite squadron specifically created to kill demons?

Because they don't care about the continent anymore maybe?
Besides in their homeland there is no demonic border so why should they?
Omg i feel like im starting to become like van Douche...
Anyway now Gardon will succes where Theodor would not. He will bleed this demon's wretched world and secure his place as the true master of Arkain.

 

[LISBOAH]

Because they don't care about the continent anymore maybe?
Besides in their homeland there is no demonic border so why should they?

But while they were interested in helping the kingdoms, why didn't they?
Having a group possessing weapons and spells that were made to inflict more damage to demons than regular ones?

Omg i feel like im starting to become like van Douche...

“Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster... for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.”
-Nietzche

 

[Championfighter25]

But while they were interested in helping the kingdoms, why didn't they?
Having a group possessing weapons and spells that were made to inflict more damage to demons than regular ones?

I guess they thought their regular army would do the job.

“Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster... for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.”
-Nietzche

The problem is that i wasn't fighting against the monster, i was the monster! I hate... wait oh yeah i guess chapter 9 did it's job well.

 

[LISBOAH]

I guess they thought their regular army would do the job.

And it worked so well...
Once the demons passed Cleavehand's defenses they were forced to retreat!

The problem is that i wasn't fighting against the monster, i was the monster! I hate... wait oh yeah i guess chapter 9 did it's job well.

Once you start hating a guy, you have to be careful to not become like him.
But don't worry, you will have to try harder to be as hateful like van Durce
If that is even possible to reach his level

 

[Championfighter25]

And it worked so well...
Once the demons passed Cleavehand's defenses they were forced to retreat!

Yeah i bet the part where orcs massacred his army and then demons embarred him by destoying the last of his defenses with no resistence isn't gonna look good on his achievement chart.
Add that he won't return even as an undead and you got a triple embarrasment. And then van Durce took his place and now Rath carries his head on a pike... Man he must have really pissed off a behind the scenes director or producer. Well i hope he has learned his lesson.