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Ok, well, I finally got around to finishing the story for this. I have had a lot of fun with this. Enjoy. Uridius Dratiphe, To the most Noble, Illustrious, ect. ect., Elon Chorian, ___________________________________ May 3rd Most noble Sir, having experienced some rather extraordinary incidents, it behooves me to disclose them to you in the form of this letter. Having, many moons ago, prepared those under my command for any sudden attack or military procedures preformed by our most excellent Guild of Mitgardia, I responded with alacrity to a summons to the wall of Cedrica, penned in a most noble hand, which I took to be your own, given me by a handsome young noble of Nocturnus or some such dark place, being sure to recompense him duly for his pains in delivering the message. In a few days time we encamped in front of Cedrica, whose impregnable towers stared down at us mockingly. With its gigantic walls, under which flowed the waters of the Adeler, it seemed as though the city could hold out for years. My brother, who thinks himself a cunning planner, suggested a strategy that might have worked. It did not. Nevertheless, there is no need for unnecessary details. Whatever things it did not accomplish for us, it did reward us with rather water-logged clothes and, fortunately, a passage into the city. Therefore, without further ado, we marched off toward the palace, where, in the banquet hall - so the messenger had said - Victor and his accomplices were to be partying that very night. Crash! Crash! And yet again, Crash! The sound of breaking glass filled the room as King Darconius' most trusted nobles sprang up in alarm. Through the windows and doors my soldiers came pouring in, each man fainting or standing petrified as he entered. "So, you have been able to make it, Murdius, no, a - Urimditus - or is it Uridius, now?" questioned the king. "Why the fact is, I sent my - my what's-his-name, you know him, of course - to invite you to this thingy-ma-jigger, in celebration of - oh, what is his name? - of his demise, you know - but as he reported that you were out fighting some what-it's-called, I expected, that is, you see... but it is indeed most excellent of you to take us by surprise this way!" and the king looked round on the other guests - among whom were Masa of Kaliphlin, Lord Varis of the Rustling Leaves Clan, and others of exalted station. And so, most noble leader of Mitgardia, we found we had invited ourselves to King Darconius' feast, but it ended well, for an excellent supper terminated the night, and we were all quite sad upon leaving that evening - the king remarking, "Yes, time does indeed fly - or as my good friend Trian Burress used to say - 'Tempus fungus something re-what's-his-name.' " Whereat we all agreed that there was much wisdom in Burress' words. And with this I take my leave, most noble Elon, hoping that you have been pleased in the reading of my exploits, signing myself, Your most humble, loyal, etc., servant, etc., Uridius Dratiphe More pictures: The Messenger: Entering Cedrica (getting "waterlogged" ) Uridius Dratiphe's reception: King Darconius, Lord Varis, Gideon and Cara: Dr. Rod and Kabel (eating all the fish): C&C are welcome, more pics at my flickr.
