A Valiant Departure
Feet pump at a rapid pace through the woods of an uncharted isle. A reluctant king is adhered to the back of a massive warrior. Adventurers from greatly different nations run close, and with great haste. Monstrous men resembling apes make pace behind them, as easily through the trees as any on land.
"We hold them at the beach!" yelled Bjorn to those behind him. He was the massive warrior, barely feeling the weight of the man strapped on his back as he ran.
"Ok," called the quick and stealthy man at the back. He was Kyle, a man who began life as a half Sidhe and had been forced to become all Sidhe by a deranged mage.
"Stone Knight, I call my friends through you." Yelled the archer from the land of legends. Through the magic of his lands a beacon like message flew through the winds and into the sea captain's ears.
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"Drop the longboats and row to shore. Our friends are in trouble and the Blood Raven does not leave a friend behind," Yelled Alberto, th