Post by The Purifier on Dec 23, 2013 5:55:10 GMT -5
July 3rd 23CLE
Lucian had started making his way towards Freljord where he agreed to meet the man from before. His temple had agreed to the terms. The Grandmaster Purifier had agreed completely with the idea. So now he made his way north on another journey to gain allies. Once again another cold place, maybe this time he wouldn't be climbing any mountains. A short sound escaped his mouth. Laughter? At most it was just a "Heh.." sound.
From what he remembered he just had to get to Freljord, and they would find him. The question was how, but he didn't doubt that they probably had their ways. He silently twirled one of his weapons as he walked, an idle quirk he gained over time to keep himself occupied.
Lucian had been seen approaching Freljord by one of Rudmed's men, who had hurried his pace back to the temple where Rudmed and his order hide from prying eyes. Upon this news, The Purifier would begin preparations for the champion's arrival, and he would not be the first to grace these halls. As Lucian walked the cold Freljordian wind would kick up snow making it difficult to see the land in front of him. However, he need not look long as one of Rudmed's scouts had located him a little after he entered the treacherous and frozen land. Lucian may hear the sound of snow being crushed under leather boots as someone was approaching him, but his identity was obscured by the snow that was kicked up from the ground. It would come to a stop, and he might be able to make out the figure before him. This figure's voice called out to him before revealing himself.
"I see you have come Lucian, tell me...did your order accept the proposal?" The inquisitor would ask as he stepped forward. He was adorn in thicker clothes than the last time Lucian saw him...one had to be prepared for the freezing and unforgiving lands of Freljord. If one came unprepared....then they simply would not survive their journey into the mountains. He would wait for Lucian's response before plotting out what to do with the famous man before him.
Post by The Purifier on Jan 11, 2014 20:42:22 GMT -5
He continued his journey, his eyes squinting as the wind started to kick up. Well this would be slightly depressing if he got lost out here. Then a headline about how a champion died in the cold. It would be a bit comedic, in a dark way... Suddenly he heard something moving around, he couldn't tell who it was. Hell he could barely see a few feet ahead of him from the snow being whirled around. Maybe he finally found the group he was looking for, or Thresh. That would be great too.
A voice came from just beyond his vision, a familiar one. He smirked and responded.
"They did, as is since that I've been a glorified messenger service to try to get more into this little coalition. The Shadow Isles won't even know what to do next time they go on the offensive. Heh..."
Rudmed would nod, and pull down the cloth that covered his mouth. So they had reached an agreement, excellent, now they would plan against the menace that they shared a hatred for. He would gesture Lucian to follow him closely, it was easy to get lost in the Freljord's mighty blizzards. Vision was obscured enough, but the frozen wasteland that made up most of Freljord made it difficult to tell how far one had traveled in a day or even what direction one was going. Some had plummeted to their death due to crevasses hidden by the blizzard wind. As they would walk higher up the mountain, Rudmed would speak to Lucian.
"You are a welcome friend in troubling times like these, Lucian. Granted, the undead's offensive against Demacia has a very high place on my list on things to discuss at this meeting, but that is a conversation to be held outside of prying eyes and ears." Rudmed would say as he continued through the blizzard. He had grown accustom to the cold and wind...living up here for over ten years tends to do that. Eventually they would arrive at a temple with two statues, one of a human dressed like Rudmed. The other had wings that were similar to Kayle's, but both statues pointed their weapon of choice toward the earth, and their heads were lowered as well. As if in a prayer of some sort that some more religious warriors say before entering battle. Upon entering, warmth would begin to return as the stone sheltered the two from the storm. They would enter a large room with many places to seat, it was most likely the mess hall or meeting room for those of Rudmed's Order. Yet it was strangely deserted at this time of day. Rudmed seemed to think nothing of it, but guided Lucian up a nearby flight of stairs till they reached another hallway to where he led Lucian to one of the many studies located in the temple. Once Lucian had entered he would close the door and face the champion before asking.
"Are there any terms that your order posed that I need to be aware of?"
Post by The Purifier on Jan 31, 2014 16:17:58 GMT -5
Lucian would follow behind Rudmed as he gestured to follow. He would continue on in silence til Rudmed spoke, answering. "Agreed..." On the other hand with Lucian, he really hadn't gone to Freljord much and while the cold didn't bother him much. He still preferred the warmer climates to the south. As they arrived at the temple, his gaze would go up to the two statues, almost reminded him of some of the depictions on walls of his Order.
As they entered the building he would exhale, finally some warmth. Interesting place and location. He'd continue following behind, wondering slightly why the place seemed a bit empty but deciding not to really think much of it. They could all be busy somewhere. He would enter the study and turn to face the man, replying. "The only thing they want is to make sure everyone apart of this coalition is willing to help deter the next offensive by the Shadow Isles. Though they aren't afraid of any offensives to preemptively halt any attempts at gaining a foothold."
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