The Find 68.

Autumn.

The Southlands. The ancient city of Dalphene. The City of Ruins.
They watch as the two mercenary captains head back to their respective sides of the crater.
Within which lies the ruins of the ancient tower, and the building that was beside it, stood until they were destroyed last night.
Once the mercenary captain Maygam makes his way back to his way to those he brought along with him.
He has a quiet word with the captive wizard, Darmos. Then waves him away.
The wizard walks away, going around the crater, to join those of his own mercenary company, led by their captain, Jorkamin.
They then watch as those from the two different companies, head off. Going back the way they've come from.
On this cool autumn afternoon, down here in the giant hole in the ground. Within which lies the ancient city of Dalphene. Or as it's more commonly known as, the City of Ruins.
"I take it they got what they wanted" says lord Farque when Helbe the elven thief appears beside him on the mound of rubble.
Where the undead warlord along with Tamric Drubine the field commander, have been watching the meeting between those from the two rival mercenary companies.
"They did" replies Helbe the elven thief who continues with "Jorkamin and his lot will stop going into the areas in the west of the pit, where Maygam and his company tend to operate".
"Will he stick to that agreement?" asks the large, heavily armoured deathlord.
"For the immediate future he will" says the elven magic user who hails from the island principality of Laerel.
"He'll renege on the deal once he's seen to the other companies he's fighting with up in this part of the pit" adds the elven masterthief.
"Just as long as we find the one we're after before then, i don't give a fuck what they do" says the lord and ruler of the lands Farque.
Who then takes a look around, then quietly tells the elven practitioner of magic who is a member of his personal council "Continue the search".
The undead being, who is also known by the name of Draugadrottin to the people of his lands, then adds "Keep in contact with the others".
Referring to the other spellcasters in the group. Mira Reinholt the mage, Beldane the cleric and Saanea the witch.
"Will do" says the elven masterthief who is member of the royal family that rules the island principality of Laerel.
The highly talented elven magic user disappears, and lord Farque says to field commander Drubine "Come on, let's see what else they can tell us". With a nod of his full helmed head at Maygam the mercenary captain, and those of his company.
Who are heading back westwards, the way they came from. After Maygam negotiated with his fellow mercenary captain Jorkamin. Which led to the release of the wizard Darmos.
The lord and ruler of the lands Farque, who has the elven name of Des'tier. Which translates to The Destroyer.
Looks over at the mound of rubble that Mira Reinholt the mage, Jarjin Littlefoot the hobbit and Beldane the cleric are on.
Where he sees the powerful cleric handing the halfling Jarjin a couple of gold coins. While the mage Reinholt looks on with a sour look upon his face.
The lord of the death realm then looks down behind the rubble, to where the rest of the group are waiting, and he tells them all "We're going".
"Think he'll keep his word?" quietly asks Uren the mercenary as they make their way westwards down here in the giant hole in the ground.
"He will" is the reply of Maygam the mercenary captain, who follows that with "At least for the next little while he will".
The mercenary captain briefly pauses as they go down into one of the ancient culverts in this part of the ancient city of Dalphene.
And as they cross it, he continues with "In a weeks time, probably not" followed by "No doubt he'll attack us once again, especially if he's able to deal with some of the other companies, in particular Jarnok's".
Uren, who is the second in command of the company, nods her head in agreement with that as they climb up the otherside of the ancient, dusty culvert, and out of it.
"What did you do to threaten him?" quietly asks the second in command of the company.
"Apart from killing Darmos?" says the mercenary captain, his second nods to that.
"I told him I'd unleash the twins amongst his company" says Maygam, which illicits chuckles from the elven twins Gilvanéllé and Lolmildíll who are following the mercenary captain and his second in command.
"He agreed pretty quickly then" says the mercenary captain.
"I can't imagine why?" dryly says Uren the mercenary, who looks back at the elven twins who are following the two of them. And she finds Gilvanéllé smirking, and Lolmildíll grinning.
The second in command rolls her eyes, then looks ahead again as they pass through the ruins of a building.
Uren is just about to say something else to Maygam, when suddenly behind them Gilvanéllé the elven magic user says "Someone just casted" followed by "Up ahead".
Then his twin brother Lolmildíll the elven magic user quietly adds "The cleric in that group".
"Shit" mutters Maygam the mercenary captain, who is about to ask the elven twins from the principality of Alínlae, what was cast.
When he spots who is up ahead as they step out from the ruined building, as they continue westwards, down here in the giant hole in the ground.
Which was once the ancient city of Dalphene, and is known now as the City of Ruins.
Up ahead stands the group who captured Darmos the wizard, and decimated both Jorkamin and Jarnok's companies last night.
Maygam has a quiet word with those infront, and they drop back to allow the mercenary captain and his second in command to lead the way.
Maygam sees just like it was at dawn, the relatively small group are either standing there, or sitting on some rubble.
As the mercenary captain and those with them approaches where they're waiting.
Maygam heads for the large figure in the dark blue/black armour. Standing with the young man in the half plate armour on one side. And an ork standing on the otherside.
The mercenary captain who saw an ork a number of years ago when he was a teenager.
Still can't believe there's an ork down here in the City of Ruins at the moment. As they're pretty much one of the rarest of races of people to be found in the world.
Especially an ork who is nonchalantly holding a magetube, pointing it more or less in this direction.
Be careful here Maygam, the mercenary captain thinks to himself, who then murmurs to the others "Careful here" followed by "Don't do anything unless i say so".
They watch as the mercenaries walk towards them, with Maygam and his second in command finally coming to a stop infront of lord Farque and Tamric Drubine the field commander.
It's the young noble from the feudal kingdom of Sarcrin who does the talking.
"Greetings again" says Tamric Drubine the field commander in response to Maygam the mercenary captain saying greetings to them.
"I see things went well" says the young man who is a senior officer in the armies of Farque.
"They did" says the mercenary company, who looks more than a little nervous.
As does his second in command Uren, and the other mercenaries standing back behind them.
After glancing to his left, lord Farque mutters something in the ork language.
Dorc da Orc who has been pointing the magetube he's carrying, at the mercenaries. And pretending to shoot it off at them.
Grunts in disappointment, then with utter reluctance, he hands the more than one thousand pound magical weapon to the undead warlord.
Who with ease takes it off him with one hand, then balances the nine foot long weapon upon his left shoulder as Tamric Drubine, or Tam as the rest of the group more commonly call him, continues speaking with the mercenary captain.
Feeling a bit more at ease, now that the large ork no longer has the magetube.
Which he was pointing at them, and miming shooting it at them, with a demented looking grin upon his broad, green, brutish looking face.
Maygam the mercenary captain who can't but glance at the large human in the dark plate armour, who with ease has the magetube balanced on his armoured left shoulder as if it doesn't weigh a thing.
Nods his head, and says "Of course" followed by "We'll continue the search for them" in response to what the young man in the steel, half plate armour just said to him.
The mercenary captain continues with "Hopefully those i sent off this morning will find where they are".
"Good" says field commander Drubine, who after a sideways glance at lord Farque standing beside him.
And the lord of the death realm slightly nodding his full helmed head in reply to that glance.
The son of a previous Knight of castle Drubine, which can be found in the north of his homeland, the kingdom of Sarcrin.
Who is now a field commander in the armies of Farque tells the mercenary captain what they want done.
As they continue the search for the person that the group have traveled here to the City of Ruins to find . . . . . .