Shaintar_Legends Awaken_Mercenaries in Stahlheim

Jade Shadow
Trip to Eldara

The mercenaries assigned me to accompany a group from the Hold in Stalheim to Eldara.  As we neared the bridge separating the dwarven and elven lands, Balane started blowing up trees for some reason.  A moment later, arrows started darting out from the trees.  Ambush.  I ran over and climbed the nearest tree to find the enemies, but nothing was there. In fact, once I was in the tree I couldn't see or hear anything else.  Clearly some form of magic.

I climbed down to see a full battle in progress.  I raced over to the bridge and, with my acrobatic prowess, kicked a bandit off into the river below.  The mercenaries killed off the bandits quickly.  Balane accidentally destroyed some bridge supports in his fervor.

At this point, the dwarven and elven militaries arrived.  The bandits were laying in wait with another ambush on the elven side of the bridge.  Many elves and humans died, but eventually we were victorious.  The elves escorted us the rest of the way to Eldara with no more excitement.

Oathkeepers road to Eldara
Entries of a Goblinesh Merc

Morning 29th to the late aftermoon 32nd of Planting Moon

Crossing towards the bridge connecting Stahlheim to the Elvish nation behind two merchant wagons belonging to Olara likely with symbols from there. Balane spots an ambush lying in wait. Summoning his arcane powers, the fae had over surged the area with eldtrich flames to kill some of the ambushers.  One of the Merchants was shot through the throat unfortunately….  Manfrid bull charges a tree, knocking it down and killing two. Remind self to not be in his way.  I even impressively threw a blade, piercing him in the shoulder prior to falling down. Sir Hammerstein went ahead to rein in the horses, 

Balane rained a few explosions, crushing one of the supports which killed the rest of the bandits hiding. Bad news is the right side that got smacked,  sinking portion of the bridge. Suddenly Elves from the borders and Dwarves from Stahlheim meet up at the center of discord. 

The Fae shouted something I do not comprehend, likely dealing with the bandits currently fighting against the tide of their ambush.  More bastards are on the bridge. I throw another dagger, dropping him off the bridge. Jade Shadow came out of nowhere, dropkicking and killing one. Deserving of a brief clap for her acrobatics. 

The elves start slaughtering the ambushing bandits, murdering the majority of them. One somehow survived the fall, shooting from the river firing directly at Balane.  An Eldakar commander named Aevonius Bryvaris from Erda'Meias is greeted by Balane, asking about the tree that dropped…apparently, knows this fellow.  We are led by the commander to  Eldara…should be fun, sadly a few of the Fae died.

By the Murvoth,


Balane: Travels

We took a choice group to travel to Echer Naught via Various towns and a trip through Eldara.  I admit I look forward to seeing the place of my birth with some trepidation.  My arranged marriage to a daughter of Que'Kassar will almost certainly come up again.  I have managed to dodge the issue for some 100+ years.  My parents will certainly wish to see the match consummated.  I shall have to introduce my family and future bride to Elasha.  They should be more than willing to add an Alakar of such surpassing beauty and prowess to our family line.  In truth the higher Eldakar families are becoming a bit inbred and need an infusion of strength.

The trip proved eventful as we found a bandit group attempting to seize a merchant wagon.  We fell upon them with a will when yet more bandits appeared.  I speculate this may have been more than simple banditry.  At the crossing of the great river, on the Dwarven side appeared a patrol of Dwarvish crossbowmen coming to our aid, almost simultaneously a patrol of Elves approached from the Elvish side and were jsut in time to see me blast a large tree that, unfortunately, fell upon the North side support of the bridge.  Being of Dwarvish manufacture the bridge withstood the treefall.  The 4 bandits seeking to ambush us beneath the bridge did not!  after clearing the bandits I met an old friend who offered to escort us to Eldara.  We happily accepted and now proceed to the Capital.

Balane: Interrogation

Well, not so much interrogation as resource gathering.  I was able to learn which house was after the smaller Goblin, Mallor I believe his name is, and even persuaded one of the assassin's to become a retainer of sorts.  I believe these types have some kind of code as long as they are paid.  I shall make sure he is well compensated to keep me alive.  We now plan on heading to Olara for gainful employment.

Oathkeepers road to Other Lands..and allies
Entries of a Goblinesh Merc

28th of  Planting Moons

We stripped the poison, crossbows and other numerous items like magical leathers customed fitted meaning whoever hired them came with a vengeance. Balane hired out one of the assassins ..ironically belonging to the rowdy House Jvorick.  In the end, we head to Stone transporting prisoners to the Captain of the guard Glasomli Bouldertoe.

Ajal decides to stay in the region of .towards improving the keep's defenses. As well as being a witness to the prisoners getting prosecuted. Apparently the Eldakar learned of someone and their prior merc company belonging to this current estate… Arianna Silvermoon is or was her name, hard to say. Regardless with all we seized control of.. its about time to seek out more jobs and hopefully recruits. Perhaps knowing magic someone can give clues on one of the leaders in Eldara. But first we go to Olara.


By the Murvoth,


Personal journal of Ajal. pt. 3
Disease and Assaults

29th of Planting Moon.


What a period of time, since my last entry. Our little Mercenary band have grown a bit, consisting of goblinesh, dwarves and even a Brinchie seems to have found our Keep. Just recently recovered from a wasting disease, that threatened to destroy our company. Some were throwing the name of Vainar around a lot, in relation to this disease, thou it went over my head. Some great research and reaction by the others, quickly made the company recover from the disease, with minimal consequences. Thou it had a good impact on the morale and discipline, the troops appreciating the leadership. Somehow I rank among those. It still feels very weird to me. And now the stables also is inhabited by some extremely huge ogres, dwarfing the horses. Taking away my last place of comfort.


Then yesterday we were attacked by black clad assailants, in our own keep. The attack thankfully wasn't well thought out, and they hadn't really planned for our keep being defended by huge ogres and a crazy bull. The frontal assault being stopped dead in its track. A group of the enemy, did get into the keep, through the kitchen door, but I was told stopped by Fueller, our new Brinchie friend Jade Shadow and several of our Goblinesh. Quite a mess, in the central hallway of our keep.

I was able to kill a single enemy with a flaming arrow, but I am still getting used to these colder lands, where men are extremely though and heavily armored. Them not having any problems with the heat, like I've seen them in the desert, the sun baking on there metal armor, to there own detriment. 

But as such I did not have much impact on the battle at large, who can claim such a feat, when a bull and a ogre kill a dozen enemies in one charge. I am thankful to the lord of the sun, that they are not my enemy. But I know we will have many days of hard work, as the attack, did show some glaring holes in our defense. It was a very different experience for me.

Balane: Why does it ALWAYS have to be at night....?

I was enjoying some much needed rest after an exhausting bout of lovemaking with Elasha when sounds of combat awoke us.  After quickly tossing on my my White Silver Chain shirt I moved out to find that we were under attack by unknown forces dressed as assassins in black.  My keen Elvish senses penetrated their feeble attempts to hide and I smote down several of them while maneuvering to aid a Dwarven lookout in the NE tower.  Fortunately the young Dwarf survived the night.  It turned out that Mallor, the smaller of our 2 Goblins, was the cause of the raid.  It has now become imperative that we know WHY these attacks keep happening.  Though, I must admit, it is nice that these foolish enemies bring us such NICE gear to arm our soldiers with…..

Oathkeepers road to Night Invaders

27th of Planting Moons / Morning of 28th

[Personal Raid – 4 of hearts FACTION PLAY] - 

Recalling the events which transpired feels like quite a blur in my memory.  Certainly, this was sadly expected thanks to prior events with Mallor within our company. Vile ones were smart…utilizing both the great range of crossbows mixed with stealth to be proper guerilla fighters assaulting the base of Oathkeep.

Ajal genius usage of archery enflames the area…lighting up the perimeter near the array of intruders with crossbows lined up. Krazzarg daring not to neglect his duty…rammed them with his massive Tower shield to collapse their line. Manfrid burst charging out of the frey..goring the archers without mercy with the shield crushing them. 

Sneaking within is a sizable group of the invaders. Balane sorcercy alerted us to check the mess hall. Turning a corner approximately a dozen of the bastards. They pin cushion me painfully with crossbolts but I survive well enough before my kin pop up with Chuktars at the ready. Oh, a life spirit of wind me thinks is summoned which helps with not getting no more holes in me.

Balane with his trio shot forward to start. My poor fist fracture hitting a wall trying to hit an assassin in black in the dick.  Manfrid starts taking a few licks of arrows based on recovery efforts in the aftermath. The Orcs make it save the day. I uppercut the dick of one, knocking them unconscious.  Remaining ones sneaking into the offices… doing something to teleport away.  The rest died but not without causalities on our behalf.  One Orc defender of the Slatespirit Gather, a courageous Goblin and a veteran in Stahlheim military were the victims. Fortunately, we have near a dozen prisoners and gear we can either sell or repurpose. Not all is bad for this day.

By the Murvoth,



Oathkeepers road to Less headaches
Entries of a Goblinesh Merc

22nd of Planting Moons to 27th of Planting moons

Hovering back at base…improving the health and feeding the troops back home after nursing that sickness caused by darkness…damn Vainar.  Fortunately the rest return after being driven close to boredom. I feel things will get interesting which often equals problematic in my line of work. 

Faction Play-

[Personal Influence Disease= 2 of hearts] A newcomer appears in Stone   stricken with an illness of sorts coupled with a terrible attitude…. a dwarf sized Brinchie oddly enough. Around a week later oddly only the females are stricken by the illness too. Balane checks up personally and she drinks up combined these he

[Military Scadal 5 of Clubs] Someone attempts to besmirch us terribly by someone declaring ol Haakin had desertion despite Gobilinesh not bound by such requirements in their land. My sources with Balane white silver tongue got things turned out and the twat was punished for such dicey accusations. 

[ Personal Ignominious Intercessions] – A bastard within the Oathkeepers attempting to undermine the authority of the company. We discover its the four Crossbowmen from the Dirty Crossbow in Crag. We effectively eliminated them by their reputation and throwing them out of the base thanks to both the connections of our Noble duo.

27th of Planting Moons 

[Personal Raid – 4 of hearts] –  It seems our annoyance known as Mallor has trouble after him. Luckily for this ratzin of a comrade he has been quite helpful, hence its our duty to help. Time to make the hunters the hunted…


By the Murvoth, 


Balane: A second outpost claimed
and a secret sub-basement

Scouting the lower levels of Oathkeep Fuller thought he detected a secret door.  Going down and detecting magic showed a mix of magic styles (adept, channeling, faith, sorcery) that kept a door and tunnel locked off.  A bit of research taught the basics of secret doors, we would need to find the password somehow.  I offered a 50g bounty on anyone who could discover it.

We were tasked with reclaiming a second keep on the Northern border.  As we were also required to to patrol the North this fit in well.  Myself, Mallor, and Fuller snuck inside and opened the gates to Fyrforge's 200.  A Dwarven mage proved very useful in carpet bombing the Ballistae that were arrayed against us.  He was also able to become intangible.  Another good success for our team.


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