Radiant Heart Response

Written  clearly and precisely on  pristine white parchment and sealed in a plain  envelope  with  the seal  of the  Radiant  Heart  a letter arrives  via a small child dressed  smartly in  well tailored breeches and a clean green vest over a clean pressed shirt.

Keepers of Balance,

I am Sliver,  Priest of  The Order of the Radiant Heart  and have been given direction  to respond with  great interest to  the proposal your group have presented to us. The Order of the Radiant  Heart sees only benefit  in your proposal to glean inside information in such ways.  We bid you be careful,  and we will be waiting for a report.

Our units have been  fiercely preparing and are almost  ready for  the great battle that is to come.  Any inside  information you can give us would be  put to great  use, this I  can personally  promise you. Your efforts will not be wasted.

In addition  we seek an audience with  your representatives as well as that of The Hoard so that we may meet face  to face and each  know who we are dealing with.

Sliver, Dame Grand Cross of the Order of the Radiant Heart

Coming Clean

*A missive appears in your hands by magic, the handwriting is that of Sanria, and is an open letter to all of the Keepers.*

Keepers,

Greetings.  This missive is will be short, but its purpose is to keep you all abreast of developments that I and Vorcet have acted upon and will offer to you to discuss.

We have recently reached out to the Hoard and Radiant Heart in an effort to aid in the overturning of Vector's forces in Westbridge.  This was not done in an attempt to bring our clan into war, in fact, we have done this merely as a helping hand as our current place is not on the field of battle... our  family is much too small to truly be effective in that regard.

Dryden, a leader of the Hoard, has made it clear that they are waiting on Radiant Heart to make their invasion, but have accepted Vorcet's offer to aid in recognizance.  Vorcet has taken on this responsibility of his own choosing and with his own methods, for which I am grateful and respect his choice.

We still wait to hear from Radiant Heart, which seems to be where the Hoard also stands, as there has been inaction for quite some time.  I ask that if you wish to be involved or offer your assistance, that you speak with myself, Vorcet, or Kineada that we may reach out to Radiant Heart or the Hoard and make the offer.

As of this time, however, we wait patiently and hope that soon the pain being felt by Westbridgians is not too great.  With luck, we will be able to bring about balance and hopefully garner some support for our clan as well as new faces by having our name on a grand plan. With this, we hope to push for the truth in balance so that Westbridge never has to face such an occupation again.

Please be in touch if you wish,
Sanria

Waiting

Sanria scanned Dryden's reply slowly and laid the missive on her desk  with a sigh.  They didn't necessarily need any help, which was good, but he made mention that there had been a long silence, broken by  her proposal to help.  It struck her as odd.  Why had things been so quiet?  Even as she sat looking over the paper on her desk, her mind was wandering.  Why hadn't she heard anything from Radiant Heart?  At  least the Hoard  seemed  willing to use Vorcet's  help, but the silence from Radiant Heart troubled her. If  they were the remaining piece, the piece poised to enter the city and reclaim it... where were they?

Rolling the parchment, Sanria stuck it in her desk and sat back, thinking.  She knew at least that Dryden's reply would meet with Vorcet's eyes  without her  help, one  less thing for her to do. Her  job then was  to let the rest of the Keepers know  what was  going on and  if they wanted to lend their help to either of the forces - Hoard  or Radiant  Heart (provided they answered) - let them do so.  Anything to end the suffering once and for all.

Sanria pulled out her own parchment and quill and set about forming a letter, one to all the Keepers. It was short, and once she finished, she stood up and  called to Enmach.  The silvery woman appeared with Nioma, and Sanria took the baby from her arms. She hadn't been  back to  the cavern in a long while, and with Colin  gone, she knew Leandra and Askari were left on their own. Though she'd heard nothing, it would be good to look in on them.

Her note sent to the clan, Sanria uttered a few words and brought herself home.  It  was strange  walking into  the cavern without  anyone  there to greet her.  She  had kept herself from thinking about Colin by staying away, keeping busy in the castle, but now, in the cavern, the big man's absence was palpable.

Sanria straightened  her shoulders and took in a deep breath and called out to her daughter.

A Task For The Robot

Psycho Had been busy busy busy. More to do than time to do it in. He was lucky and grateful to have the help of  his young and lively brothers. The times that was to come  would require resilience and a great deal of effort.  To prepare for the fight Psycho knew he must control  as much of the battle as he could. For this reason he  called his trusted Wizard Galactus. Galactus was always  cold and calculated and his programming would allow him  to process many languages that were far beyond the normal  mortal capacity for language. When the wizard's face materialized  only its head hanging on the wall like some mechanical  beast beheaded from a great hunt. He spoke like he always  did by projected his voice into Psycho's head.  'Yes, Master you have a task for me?'

Psycho instructed the robot by speaking aloud instructions about where in The Great Library Galactus could find information about the city of Westbridge. Information and study of Westbridge architecture could prove very fruitful in the coming task. Psycho instructed the machine to focus on information that would predate Kefkaburg and the ubiquitus history of the great city. Keep his eyes open for the a specific  scroll and Report any information that may be of use to the  Order directly to Psycho himself.  Psycho had a great deal more that still needed to be done and now he had just a bit less time to do it all in. But the wheels that had been spinning silently for the past few months began to hum and whirl loudly as the future quickly approached. He would raise the troups early for training and a healthy taste of hard work

Future Operations

It is good to see a break in the silence about these actions. It has  been a long time since anything has been done. However, I would have  you know that the Hoard has not ceased operating within the walls of  Westbridge, as per our contract.

Since you appear to be attempting to replace Throm and the TriPower in regards to these operations, I will inform you of the role of myself and my brothers. We have a contract with the TriPower that we will honor, despite their disappearance, as they have already paid.

Our role is to provide information gathering and supply lines for the invading force. My understanding is that the invading force provided would be the Radiant Heart.

Thus, it is our purpose to provide supplies, and secure supply lines,  along with lending assistance via intelligence gathering and assistance  in gaining entrance to the city. Our network of operatives are already  in place throughout Westbridge, merely awaiting orders. And we have been  providing provisions to the citizens, bypassing the blockade and Vectorian  patrols. Additionally, we have a cache of arms and equipment, along with  provisions, for the invading force to help prevent them from being cut  off by potential Vectorian reenforcements.

We are more than willing to utilize Vorcet and his skills to benefit the operation. We are ready and waiting for word that the operation has begun. So once the Radiant Heart are prepared to mobilize, we will fulfill our contract. 

Dryden Rainweaver
Vox of the Hoard

A Balanced Proposal

** A snow white falcon wings its way through the sky, seeming to find its way through all barriers to gain purchase on your arm. It is winded, carrying with it a rather large parchment case in which is a rolled piece, sealed with deep green wax.**

Greetings to the grand assemblages of the Hoard and Radiant Heart.  My name  is Sanria Stone and I am but one of  three leaders of the clan, Keepers  of Balance.  Our  presence is not well known, being relatively new as a whole to the world of Cruoris, though as a individuals, we have been within the realms for a very long time now.

I write this missive as a proposal of sorts. Long before, a man of great  importance to me, Throm, was  aiding you in a coup to overthrow Vector. While I do not claim to know the particulars, I have, I  believe, reasonably  assumed that  Throm's untimely death was a playing  factor in the stalling and ultimate freeze for the action needed in Westbridge.  I  understood that your two groups, in combination with TriPower, were  poised to deliver a crushing defeat. This is why I write today.

I, along with many others both in Keepers and without, have noticed the  growing apathy  of the people of Westbridge.  They have grown accustomed to the fetters that hold them captive. Given Westbridge's strategic  location, high  volume of trade, and ability  to hold a  presence in the realms, we wish to offer a proposal:

One of our leaders, Vorcet Thophen, has gained access to Vectorian armors. In exchange for creating a balanced city, one in which all governments  and groups have  a representative  in place, we would like to offer Vorcet's services in gathering intelligence.

What this would allow for  is to have your forces take less damage and perhaps save lives.  If we could deliver to you the weaknesses of the opposing force, as well as their plans regarding their occupation, we feel it could be of immense benefit to you in many regards.  Once the Vectorians are removed, we could collectively install a group leadership to strengthen Westbridge against ever being overthrown and taken again.  Representatives to oversee trade, protection, mediation, and general operations of the city.

Our aim in this is merely to instill a sense of balance in a place that is prominent within these realms, while offering the opportunity to  prevent  unneccesary loss of life.  A  chance  to be  the mediating presence in a city sorely in need of fairness and truth. Please, take  into consideration the  offer of Vorcet's abilities.   It is but  a small token  of what  we can provide in  getting  the  fires started once more and  ending the abominable  situation that  the Westbridgian's have lived under for far too long.

I look forward with hope to your reply,
Sanria Stone, Keepers of Balance

Plans and Revelations

Sanria sat at her desk surrounded by a mound of parchment and books.  In the  passing of days, she  had found herself looking deeper into the one thing the Rilmani wouldn't share with her, the  thing that took Colin so far away that he couldn't be found.  Planar travel. She shared this with no one, and  as Vorcet knocked  and entered her office, she took care to  hide the parchments and close the books. The obsession was slowly growing, and she  had considered, briefly, finding the necklaces that were hidden away - even if they were dangerous.

They were quick to reach the matter at hand: the occupation of Westbridge and the idea  that perhaps the time was now to end it. The keepers would not bring  about that battle.  "The Rilmani have made it clear they will not aid us in this endeavor," said Sanria.
"I can certainly understand their point of view in this.  The way things are headed this ends with the city in the control of the TriPower or one of the other forces involved. Which is just as imbalanced as it is now."
"That  would be something we would have to discuss with the other sides, a neutral ground. No one wants to see Westbridge back in the hands of an occupying force."
"A Council of the various  groups that use Westbridge as a hub would not be a bad idea."
"Indeed. If it were a place for all governments, then it would be unlikely that it would fall again. The people could live in some sort of peace for a change."

But how  likely the other forces at  work would be willing to see it was beyond Sanria.  She had never done anything remotely like involving herself in politics.  Not in a fashion where she would reach out to make an offer  without having anything  to bring in return.  The Keepers did not have an army, they  did not even have  the backing of the Rilmani.  They were more  of a citizen  group, and to top it  off, she was moving ahead without waiting for a reply from Kineada.  

When Vorcet pulled the Vectorian armors from his pack, they knew then the  angle  they would have.  "Perhaps it is time I put this garment to use," Vorcet said. "I leave my phylactery secured in a place nobody but me can access."
"We might  be able to  use it if you are  willing to gather intelligence.  If we can promise Hoard and  Radiant that we will aid them without their incurring damage, they may be willing to play by our rules."
"If I am able to successfully infiltrate those guarding the town I may be able to find a weakness in the defenses."
"I don't want you to put yourself in a situation if you aren't absolutely certain," Sanria said, realizing how motherly it sounded. "Danger is the least of the worries.  Vector... well... they're..."
"I know well the evils that lie within Vector's borders and what they are capable of."
"Alright.  I'll  work up a  proposal.  With  luck, they'll accept. If we could get Westbridge balanced... just think of it."

After Vorcet left the office, Sanria glanced over at the stack of planar parchments. With a steeling inhale, she left them at the side and pulled a blank  piece from her desk.  She then drew up an entreaty to the heads of Hoard  and Radiant Heart.  She  felt a  warmth  thinking that perhaps  Throm would have been proud.