Na-sel

[Dungeon Master]

"Na-sel*"

*Thorbardin, in Qualinesti tongue.

In the Shadows of the peaks of Thorbardin, They meet, Old Enemies-old Friends-Damara and Laurana talk.
They talk about Porthios. Although Time and Wars has hardened her, she mourns his passing, and that of General Mysterious Ambrodel as well. All life is loved and respected by elves.

A short time later.
Damara is sipping the Elfin Equivalent of coffee, "Alhana and Silvan is okay, blessed, be , They are with The Legion . . . She sends her love . . ."

Laurana is dressed warmly, "What was she doing there in the first Place?"

"Ogres."

“Ogres?”

“They were captured by Ogres, and taken to the boarder of New Swamp, and sold to A Naga by the same of Nura-Drix. Alhana said a Ogre-Titan was the lead Negotiator for the Ogres. She said he was 15’ tall, broad shouldered, beautiful . . . well spoken, and very bright. I think creatures are going to be the death of us. Alhana told me that the Ogre-Titan kept referring to how Elves were priceless, and our value to the Ogre-Titan creation process is the key to the whole spell. They need the blood of Elves to keep staying these Titans. Remember last year, We received word of from Alhana of the Ogre attack? She thought they were attacking to kill, but at the end of the battle, hundreds of Elves were missing, no elf was left on the battlefield. We need to get all elves away from the Bloten region, and convince Alhana to leave the area.”

“And go where my sister? Come here, to where Beryl holds us in her grasp by way of Medan and his Dark Knights? No, I am not being harsh to you. I know you know our plight Damara. But lets see you convince her to leave Morning Dew, and I’ll make you the Royal Ambassador of Qualinesti.” Laurana smiles.

“I know. You’re right. She’s not going to budge. She is hardheaded, almost to a fault. I would follow her though, by all rights, she is Queen. But my heart will always be Qualinesti.” The griffin rider replies.

“And therein lies the heart of what will always divide our tow nations. We are Qualinesti and they are Silvanesti. A division of bad blood between our two countries that I’m afraid will not die.”

“Listen to you Laurana, you’ve become a pessimist.”

“Don’t you dare say in my old age Damaraisa! You’re older then me!” The Queen Mum laughs for the first time tonight.

Laurana sits shivering, Blanket closed tight, "The Green Bitch is sealing off Abanasinia, Haven is in her control, if it wasn’t that there is still a Garrison of Solamnic Knights in Solace, she would have that town under her thumb as well.”

“Well, Wolfgaard fell. I’m told it happened a week ago.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Wolfgang was a loyal friend to Qualinesti. He wanted that keep to serve as a bastion of Peace, to bring the Elves and Solamnics together thru talks and military support. He didn’t count on the Chaos War, and the rise of the Dark Knights. Things pretty much fell apart after that, what with the coming of the Overlords.” Laurana says.

“I have a friend in town. I adventured with her a long time ago; it’s a long story. I’ll tell it to you sometime. My friend has moved her Mercenary army up from outside Talidaar’s forest, to right outside Gateway. They are prepared to defend Solace, and are moving more assets into the area immediately. She is a good woman, and would die for her, and I have no doubt she would do the same.”
“A Human?” Laurana asks.

Damara looks at her for a moment. “I didn’t know that would be needed to be said.”

“Damara, the Elves have lost hope. We are a people under the heel of the Knights of Takhisis. It is by the leave of Marshal Medan and Beryl that we still exist. After what you have said about Ogre-Titans, it makes me more fearful for our race. Maybe it is meant to be, that our time here on Krynn, is passing. Beryl has gathered all the Draconians, Goblin-kin, and Spawn in Abanasinia to her side. She has hired as many mercenaries as she can, with the promise that should we get out of line, all of these races can move into Qualinesti, kill all elves, and then give them rights to land in the forest. With Beryl’s culling of many towns during her take over of Qualinesti, our numbers aren’t what they used to be. I’m sorry Damara. You are right, I know your friend being human doesn’t matter, but it will be the talk of the town. It should make the Dark Knights sit up and take notice if these Wolverines are successful in Solace Vale.”

“She is a good woman ‘Ana, I swear it to you. All my friends are concerned about the plight of Solace Vale, and Qualinesti. Talidaar is in your corner. The Tower of Wayreth supports you. You have friends Laurana, Qualinesti has friends, do not doubt that.”

“Thank you, these days, that means more then you can know. You are the Elder Ambrodel now.”

“I know, and you can be sure that the Ambrodels will continue to serve the Royal family, and the people of Qualinesti.”

“If it was the right time, I would call you back, to serve at Gilthas’s side, but I feel you would be a bigger help to Qualinesti by not getting entangled into the web of the courts. In place of Rashas, we have Senator Palthainon to advise my son in the affairs of state. He is a bigger bastard then Rashas, even though I have no Idea how that is possible. Palthainon licks the boot of the Marshal, who in turn reports to Beryl that we are behaving. It is quite demeaning. I am sure Kith-Khan is rolling over in his grave. Palin is missing.


“Missing? What? Wait, I guess my sister mentioned that. I’m sorry; I guess I haven’t slept in a week. Lashia was voted to take Palin’s place until he returns.”

“Lasanathus is head of the White Order!?! Gods!!! I thought she was pregnant last I heard!”

“She was the last time you heard, but she finally had them when we were in New Swamp. A boy and a girl. I swear, Talidaar is a fertile bastard! I think Nebricalaana was the only single-born child.”

“My son has Married” Laurana smiles.

“Gil, Married? What?” Damara is wide eyed, “No way-Who?”

“You know of her, it is Kerian, A Kagonesti Leader of the Khansari, and she is Fiercely protective of her King. It’s secret, even the heads of houses do are unawares. And it will be kept so until the Knights are gone anyway. She is called the Lioness by the Rebellion.”

“My God Eli, I can’t believe it, Gil is married. You are trying make me feel old now ‘Ana.”


“Here we are Damara, at the age of two hundred years old, we are going thru all this, for me to be a Widow, or soon to be Grandmother . . . No they are not with child, I mean only that, Qualinesti is teetering on the edge of oblivion. The Knights of Takhisis, and The Green Bitch, has us, around the chutas! We can strike, but great harm will come down on the people.
The Marshal though, he is different though, He wants the Elves to just stay where we are, stop the attacks, pay the Green Bitch's Taxes, stop the terrorist attacks on his people. They believe they have Gilthas held by Puppet Strings, but he is one fooling them. My son acts as though he doesn’t have a care for affairs in state, meanwhile, in secret; He visits the families of the common elf and gives them moral strength, food, and comfort. He has made contact with the Thane of Thorbardin, and even now, they are tunneling to Qualinesti from here, so we can get the elderly and children out, then we will make our stand.”

“Laurana, I am torn, I want to be near to you and Gil, but I could not live under the heel of the Dark Knights. To The Abyss with the divisions between the elven races, it will be our undoing.”

“I know. You are wise in seeing that Damara, If only, but both sides would see it that way. You are The Commander of the Windriders, You will do what your heart tells you, but I would like you to stop by a Bar called the Grub and Suds outside of Pax Tharkus. That’s where The Lioness has set up base camp. She will be there at the wake. We can talk then.

“I’m sorry about Porthios Laurana.”

“I’m sorry about Mytarious Damara. They died how they would want to though, saving Alhana and Silvanoshi. We can take care in knowing that. I thank you for bringing me the news Damara,” Laurana gets up and hugs her friend, “I love you Damara. I thank you for being so loyal a friend.”

“And to you my lady, I will be to my dying breath.”

“And you call me pessimistic.” Says Laurana with a smile and a twinkle in her eyes.