"As you are out there make sure you are careful, avoid skin contact with other people and remember to cover your nose." Nogolas warned."Yes I will Nogolas - thank you for the advice." Lord Mordian said. "So I will be off then." He moved out of the house and closed the door behind him.He moved over to Craigan and began to unpack his luggages, Zair had come out of the house to pick up some of the things that were inside the wagon and on the horses. "Um Zair." He called out. Zair turned to him. "Please look after my horse for me and make sure the bags are unpacked - hear is a gold coin for you." He flipped the coin at Zair and he caught it, still static at the point where he stood. With the coin in his hands he examined it and after that he grimaced at Lord Mordian looking at him with threatening eyes while he clenched his jaw. "This is not Pinkiland coin and Goldsmith services are expensive." He flipped back the coin at Lord Mordian. "I do not need your coin - every luggage here will
The name of the castle was castle Bredaz and it was located at the heart of Pinkiland, luckily for Lord Mordian Klara's family house was not too far from it.Castle Beraz was a stunning example of elven design and architecture. The body of the castle was evenly shaped with five spired towers of the same size reaching up to the sky. The spires were interconnected with the main tower of the castle which was extremely larger than the rest via a series of walkways, well built and beautifully decorated with lilies, chrysanthemum, hydrangea and orchid plants.The main body of the tower was made up of four floors with the towers rising up to forty to fifty five feet and it was made up of beautifully decorated windows.Lord Mordian got down from his horse close to a place where about three elven soldiers were. They were gisting amongst themselves however they kept some distance from each other but that did not disrupt their flow and excitement in what ever topic they talked about. Considering
"Wait soldiers, wait." Prince Elrond ordered before he moved towards Lord Mordian who was still gripped by the elven soldiers. He looked searchingly at him holding his face and turning it to the left and the right. "Let me ask you a question. What happens to Aran when the Sereng fails to yield and the ode of the pusta makka seems to tire?""The ode of the pusta makka is his creed till his death, the Sereng is for Aran, the cannibal is for the blood the flesh of his adversery is his prize, victory is blood and the way of the blade brings great gain, power, wine and bossoms of the females, whores and highborn alike." Lord Mordian recited with vigour.On hearing this a broad smile ran across prince Elrond's face. "If it is not the plain old bloody Mordius." He moved to hug him.Upon noticing prince Elrond's friendly gesture towards Lord Mordian the soldiers that took hold of him immediately unlocked his arms from their grip leaving free to hug prince Elrond."Great Corellon, you have cha
"It has been ten years ever since I renovated this castle - and by the way you cannot blame me for leaving my castle in that way.""Why should I not blame you?""You bloody stalwart we were fighting a series of wars by that time unlike now that we the inhabitants of the feudal tribes in Merveilland have decided to have some peace and quiet amongst ourselves." "Yes I can remember, series of blood baths occuring almost everyday - those wars that woke up the urge in me to become a cannibal.""You mean we because I too eat some flesh." Prince Elrond grinned.The servant appeared with an iron tray that contained an amphora and three silver goblets. When she was done serving the wine prince Elrond motioned for her to draw closer so he could whisper some words into her ear. She nodded her head when he was done talking and she walked out of the room closing the door behind her.Lord Mordian took notice of the servant who was a beautiful dark elf but he also wondered what prince Elrond had wh
A still expression ran across his face then he gulped down some of the blood once more. He thought of lying to his comrades so he could conceal the secret of the dragon egg but he knew that would be unfair and dishonoring to them besides they were smarter than they looked and unless he lied to them about something they had no idea about it would be easy for them to detect he was lying however both elves knew how Lord Mordian could be an expert in telling a false tale so he decided to be straight up with them. "I am sorry my comrades, I do not wish to speak of what my nephew King Lauihnio of Bauthinia suffers - I swear by my gods it out of good intentions and not because of malice or lack of trust." He said."What is up with you? - you do not trust us?" Prince Elrond scowled.Lord Mordian shook his head. "No." He retorted. "You two are the only ones I can trust with my secrets, you two are more than fathers to me, you taught me most of the things I know but this one is too delicate.""
Lord Mordian gasped in surprise when Galrut mentioned Goreland. He was taken aback for a moment and nearly blacked out because he did not see that one coming. "Wait which Goreland are we talking about is it -""The Goreland we spent eight years fighting during the first and second civil war, the land of the minotaurs." Galrut said flatly."Oh great Oridon, what kind of a quest is this, if I had just refused Lauihnio his request to harness that dragon egg I would certainly have avoided all this trouble." He whispered to himself in regret."Are you saying something Mordian?"Lord Mordian jerked his face upwards to Galrut. "No no it is nothing." He said. "However despite the Badorna lotus being in Goreland only, why have your government not been able to at least sign an agreement with the minotaurs or even buy these plants not minding the price they may throw at you."Prince Elrond heaved a sigh. "Mordian I tell you if that was possible I would have done that long before now and you would
"Do you two not think that with Arron Thickroar already annexing the land of the dwarves, goblins and trolls it is only a matter of time before he takes over Pinkiland?" Lord Mordian asked."Not if we surrender to him first Mordian - you see with my people unaware of the Badorna lotus the pressure to surrender my country home Pinkiland to that bull faced bastard is low.""That is very true." Concurred Galrut.Lord Mordian chuckled. "Are you sure about that?""Yes I am absolutely sure of that." Prince Elrond sounded confident."Well I am not so sure of that given that you have granted the dwarves, goblins and trolls safe passage into your lands - and unless you are up to something trust me within two months your people would storm this palace of yours asking you to surrender to Arron Thickroar so they could be provided with the Badorna lotus to eradicate the skin rotter that causes them great suffering." Said Lord Mordian.Prince Elrond did not at all look perturbed by what Lord Mordia
It was a sweltering afternoon as the scorching sun shined bright up in the sky causing a non stop evaporation of the liquid that had made the grasses and trees wet, a result of the precipitation that had occurred the previous day. Lord Mordian, prince Elrond, Galrut, Romeo and about twenty five elven soldiers had made up some tents in the bushes that were situated close to the Gorelish border as they laid in wait for Bjorfuran Boldfury to pass through the track that was in between two thick bushes on the right and on the left.News had gotten to prince Elrond that Bjorfuran had already begun his journey from Hobland and was due to arrive the Gorelish border in about four hours. The information had gotten to him through some goblin spies that served in the Hobland palace as brewers for Bjorfuran and his family however the deposed goblin rulers were aware of the plot to take the minotaurs down and they gave their consent and blessings."Lord Mordian is it true that minotaurs are up to