Several days after I uncovered plans and after the defeat of the Black Lotus, I found myself writing a letter to Darvainian:
I have learned some helpful hints on where our BL enemies may be hiding. Be careful when attacking them since they know magic. I have seen them use it myself (though thankfully I wasn't on the receiving end!). From what I have gathered there are some generals hiding in Dengard while some of the council members are in Consord (Although they may have escaped to the north into Frost Claw). I suggest not attacking them with a huge force since (unfortunately) they are hiding in our own cities. However, we must stamp out this threat before they cause any more trouble. I myself will be going towards Consord in hoping of gaining more information of the BL council members' whereabouts. I send this to you by the hand of Jalsk.
I then walked to my bed in hopes of getting a good nights rest.
Unfortunately, I couldn't sleep, I kept tossing....
and.... Wait, what was that sound? I froze and listened intently....
It sounded like someone was coming in through the window!
Before I could react a hooded stranger was on top of me with a knife. "Any last words?" a muffled voice said.
Luckily, I had recovered from my initial shock and said "A wise man you aren't!" and with that twisted my body so that we tumbled off the bed onto the stone floor.
The hooded man cursed since he missed his chance while I grabbed a sword form the nearby statue.
"Now we're even," I said. "Haha, that's what you think! I have two swords to your one!"
We clashed swords and the sounds of metal against metal filled the eerie silence of the night.
Luckily, I was better than him and threw him off-balance into the table...
...Where my candle was, still lit. He knocked over the candle...
...and his hood caught on fire!
He quickly threw off his hood so as not to burn himself.
Ouch! I thought to myself, thinking someone has been following me for such a long time without me realizing it.... "Well, Frador, what are you after?"
"You!" he yelled as we went back into combat.
I was a bit surprised by his volley of cuts and slashes that before I knew it, he had thrown me off balance and I tripped over the edge of the bed. I thought that he was going to be on top of me in a moment..... But that didn't happen.
For he and I both heard voices coming towards my room, and he knew he couldn't face all of us, so instead, he grabbed the letter....
...And ran out of the room via the window.
Although from my position it looked like he more "tripped" out the window!
Just as he escaped, Peter came rushing in. "Obsidian! Are you okay! (I had told my troops to call me by that name because of BL spies).
"Yes, just fine. However, an assassin tried to kill me and got away with the letter I was sending to Darvainian. He may let his leaders know that I'm coming for them..... Then they may escape. I want you to go to Darvainian and tell him (what was in the letter).... Take a few troops with you for precaution. I will stay here with Jalsk and the rest of the troops."
It was just as I finished saying this that Jalsk entered the room. We discussed the events and also what our next action was.
"Well, I guess our next move is allow Frador to bring us straight to the council members! We have to move quick and carefully though.... To Consord!
I'm really happy with the way this build turned out. I like the double layered wall the best!
Oooh, a secret door... wonder where it leads to? I don't know :P