Directive Lambda

The Report from Lynk was disturbing to be sure, but the news was not out of the ordinary. With Vecotr's occupation of the city of Westbidge came the rise in crime, and filth present in the city. The level of corruption that had found its way into the city, against his efforts left a sour copper taste in Psycho's mouth. The reports claimed that this may have been the Long Death, but with the spread his efforts left a sour copper taste in Psycho's mouth. The reports claimed that this may have been the Long Death, but with the spread of disease in the minds of the public it could have been any number of crazy groups.

After Lynk had left his chambers Psycho spoke out loud to himself discussing his options. He often found it better to discuss complicated matters out loud to himself s that he could respond to the pitfaalls of his thinking. "Someone is making a display of these bodies, trying to reach someone. " "What would they gain by attacking civilians, and how could they be protected in the future? " "The people were afraid to go out at night. Until the truth was uncovered it would be hard to protect the populace. " "What would they gain by scaring people into their homes? " "The town may have other night activity around the area worth investigating. "If the actions were indeed the Long Death the Order would have to be put on Alert." Psycho thought very deeply about how to respond to any attack or ambush that Long Death may be preparing. After several hours and under consultation from his Magical Adviser Galactus and from the Steel Priest Psycho came upwith Directive Lambda.

Kefkabridge no more

Westbridge had a strong energy that hung in the air the days leading up to the Battle. The clan had banded together stronger than ever and had rallied at the hall to tell tales of adventure and debrief their fellow brother about what they had heard about the invading force.  The Order was Not only going to to show up and Defend the free people of Westbridge they would lead the attack.
 
Psycho had indeed led his troops into battle when Invasion Day came. Zekai, Marlo Variable, Psycho , Crovax, Sliver, Kaster and Lynk all defended and pushed the Vectorian lines back.  Original had led a second team of wizards, Galactus, Nydia, and Sangraal down below the city to investigate another finding. Vorcet's information to enter through the west was indeed valuable.  As the masses clogged up the north gate and market square the Order entered through the west gate and began cleaning the South and East gates of all Vectorian reinforcements.

After 20 minutes The Order had racked up more Vectorian bodies than the streets could handle and the Vectorian forces were quickly overrun by the flood of Auxiliary Radiant Heart Members. The fighting left many dead on both  sides, but the tides of war had turned in the favor of the  invading force.

Reports Made

Head bent in thought, Lynk hurried from the corridor of her clan's keep. What a mess.  What a mess, and  what a shame. She'd seen and done some  things in her time,  but wow..  what a mess and  what a shame. Those  poor people...  Tortured   like that.  For seemingly nothing! Rounding the corner to the lounge she took a moment to stuffed her precious  chatkcha in  her boot  and covered it  thoughtfully. The new  recruits always got nervous when she played with it.  Some of them knew what  that little weapon was  capable of. A  small shrug at the  thought of that and her thoughts returned  to the present. And the mess!  She spied her target sitting by the fire and approached him. "Sir,the reports are true. I saw with my own eyes." Lynk suppressed the urge to flinch at the thought of what she had indeed seen with her own eyes. Or the aftermath of it at least. "The entire family sir, nailed  to the floor.  My sources say they  thought  he was one of ours. This  was meant for us,  Sir." The man  waited patiently  as Lynk paused for a second in consideration. "The fountain, there is less  information about but the list.  The name was on it, Sir..." Frustration  flickered in the  man's eyes as he gave a  heavy sigh and nodded. "Alright then," he murmured. Lynk produced  a piece of parchment and watched as the man put his signature  on it a bit slowly.  "Sssir..."  Lynk said softly,  her concern  for the  matters  at hand letting  her strange  lisp show through. A  small tick and a  quick blink of her  odd eyes and she regained control of herself again. He looked up and the two shared a moment of concerned silence. Lynk  nodded to the  man and took the  signed request.  "I'll make sure he gets it, Sir. Is there anything else I can do?" Lynk asked lightly. The man was already  shaking his head before she finished her sentance. Lynk turned on her  heels walked briskly out of the lounge.  Where would he  be at this time  of the day?  Where was he ever?  Always here, but always gone...  By the gods he was a strange one...  But it was important she find him quickly for their next step.

What would happen?  Who, or what...  was doing this?  To Lynk that had an  obvious answer,  and to  many other  in the  Order of  the Radiant Heart as well. Long Death.  The only group capable of that particular kind of torture, to be sure.  "They'll pay," Lynk vowed softly  to the  innocent  family who died a needless  death.  "And I'll find the one who thought  it was so funny to give a list like that!"  Angirly Lynk snatched the chatkcha from her boot to stroke it's length  as she stalked down the hallways  looking for Psycho. The tanks would need preparation and he would the one to start it.