Dragon Age: Everwinter

The Evernight Prophecy
Into the Frostback

Two survivors a Circle Mage and Rogue, traveling from Redcliffe castle arrive at the gates of Montfort bedraggled and worn. Attacked on the road by Avvaran raiders the two just survived with their lives. Their companions a templar and a few guards protecting the traveling circle mage were not so lucky. Upon coming to Montfort the mage asks to meet with the local chantry and they are immediately escorted to Mother Grum.

Meanwhile, John Montfort is awoken by Davvies who berates The Lord for not being prepared. Davvies and his men of 15 are heading north to track down the Avvaran and John had agreed to go with them. Blearied eyed the young Lord does his best to gather his gear.

Arcturus Montfort Arcturus Montfort quietly watches as the guard prepares to leave. When he is approached by his sister. She tells him that she has not slept and continues to dream of a great wolf. Arcturus reminds her to not speak with the things that seem to come to her but she does not agree. Instead she gazes off distantly and speaks of an oncoming storm. In the distance over the Frostback the sky does seem darker.

As Lorien and Grum talk the Rogue enjoys a bowl of stew. Mother Grum questions the mage harshly deeply concerned that she travels without a templar. The elusive mage speaks little of the attack and eventually steers the conversation to the Montfort’s. Grum believes that the circle mage has come because of the elf held prisoner in the Montfort’s cell. She pushes Lorien to enquire about the elf and do something about the dark sorcery. Lorien and Drake agree and head off to meet the Arl and his lords.

John Montfort finally emerges from the manor dressed and prepared. Arcturus waits patiently but the retinue of men has all ready left the estate. But even as John and Arcturus prepare themselves to take their leave, Mother Grum appears and bears down on Arcturus.

Grum forces them to admit to holding the girl which they were never trying to hide. And tells them that the mage has come to do that which must be done. Maleficarum can not be tolerated. With some talking the group decides that Mother Grum should check on the elf girl. While the mage takes a look at the runestone. John must have forgotten to give it to his father seeing how it was still in his pocket.

Lorien recognizes the Lyrium stone. It’s marked with an ancient elven rune and while not certain, believes it to be connected to one of the old elven God’s. When she embraces the stone she can feel the power of the fade flood through her. Then she conveniently pockets the stone as its decided that she and the rogue would be useful to help track down the Avvaran’s after its revealed her templar was slain in the frostback by Avvarans. Only she and Drake survived the attack.

The party heads north intent on catching up to Davies and their men. They are successful, but Arcturus Montfort journeys ahead in an attempt to follow after the scouts sent out by Davies party. He encounters a frozen body of an Avvaran. While examining the massive warrior the frozen body begins to stir. Arcturus strikes and the body slumbers on.

He notices smoke in the distance and continues forward. Meanwhile Davies and John Montfort Continue to plan their next phase waiting for the scouts to return. The scouts don’t return. While distracted by the new addition of the circle mage neither John nor Davies notice the approach of cold dead men. Luckily the rogue spots them and gives warning and battle ensues. The men fight valiantly but are outnumbered. Even with the mage throwing her fire more continue to emerge from the wood. The battle seems to be turning against the men of Montfort. As soldier after soldier falls.

Arcturus explores the village that had been attacked. A few of the homes had been destroyed by flames but most of the city is untouched, but abandoned. It seems as if the villagers all got up and left. But why would they abandon their village and travel into the Frostback? As he searches a noise catches his attention from inside one of the homes. He stealthily maneuvers himself inside and notices a woman emerging from a hidden cellar. He tries to approach her and startles the woman in the process. Seeing that he is an elf she arms herself with a frying pan. Arcturus introduces himself and she recognizes him as the Arl’s 1/2 elf son. She pleads for help as she climbs down and brings up a frozen child who still breathes. She pleads for Arcturus to do something and when Arcturus tries to explain that nothing can be done she smacks him in the head and bolts. The world fuzzes for Arcturus.

The Montfort battle grows more dim as they soon realize that some of the frozen men attacking are the missing scouts. John and Glaurang fight as a team and soon realize that Lorien has stopped attacking with spells. Davies and he soon realize that she has fallen into the fade and move to protect her helpless form.

Lorien awakes to find herself facing a massive wolf standing in the spirit world. The wolf questions whether or not he should devour the human but Lorien stands her ground. She does not flee like prey but instead questions the beast hoping to sway it to her side. The beast asks if she knows who he is. Luckily, Lorien has studied elven culture and knows enough of their history to recognize the great dire wolf— Fen’Harel. Upon this Fen’Harel blesses her with a prophetic vision and sends her out of the Fade.

Lorien’s Prophecy
Fen Harel comes Bloodied and in Rage.
The Dread Wolf howls in the Wood and the snow falls crimson upon the land.
Warmth fades from the hearts of men and terror is born.
The Prison is torn asunder.
Beware the Shadows that steal your children and the blight which ices the soul.

The Night Fires die, and blood cries out to the Forgotten.
Too late too late, to mourn.
Harul, De Fear achba Na Sen yule.
The White moon blackens and the Forgotten One calls.
Harul, De Fear achba Na Sen yule.
Andruil Falters and Geldauran breathes again for the Evernight comes.
Yield to the white death or become slave to the Draugen.
For the Dead eclipse the living.
The Evernight comes…
The Evernight comes…

Arcturus arrives at that battle with child and woman in hand just as prophecy climaxes and a grey smoke pours out of the Runestone. The frozen men fall the magic possessing them fades and those of Montfort that are left are encircled by the grey smoke wolf like forms circling the perimeter of the camp. What have the Montfort’s unleashed?

Mythallon Calls
The Witness

John Montfort returns from the Frostwood with the family blade in hand and thief in tow. As he arrives not only do people begin to congratulate him for his tenacity and willingness to take on hundreds of bane spider on his own but he is also welcomed home by his 1/2 brother Arcturus. Arcturus has had some of his own luck as he has slain a great boar, though few take notice. Still something disturbs Arcturus he had hunted for too long, game was too scarce and he felt ill at ease the deeper into the wood he journeyed.
Grateful to be home once again the brothers soon forgot the wood and instead focused on getting some well needed rest. That afternoon they met with their father Robert and Aria Montfort. John had intended to debrief his father on the encounter but instead found him occupied, discussing the winter settlement of a Dalish Caravan with a flamboyantly dressed elf who went by the name of Evek.

Arl Montfor trying to keep his estates running smoothly introduced the boys but then asked them to deal with the troublesome dwarven merchant Devok. Devok has been asking to meet with the Arl for the past week and Lord Montfort fears he can no longer ignore the request. The boys agree but not without first giving Evek the knife ear some grief.

Arcturus Montfort seemed to believe that the Dalish were the cause of the scarcity of the game in the forest. So with a subtle hint Arcturus confronts Evek and basically asks that his people be more cautious. With a smile Evek apologized and invited the boys to the evening festivities.

They smile and nod and head off to look into their father’s request, unfortunately, the boys didn’t quite make it to Devok. When passing the entrance to the basement and cells they noticed that one of the guards seemed quite disturbed. He tells them that the prisoner that John captured was writing on the walls with her own blood. Fearing dark magic the alarm was sounded and Arcturs went to retrieve his reclusive sister. Unfortunately, his plans were ruined when instead he found his father and mother who flatly refused. Believing that to be the most foolish idea she had ever heard. Arcturus was forbidden to bring her sister anywhere near “that girl.” So Arcturus helped his father retrieve the family blade and quickly learned that the Montfort seal had been removed. The runestone that powered the blade had been lost.
While Arcturus went upstairs John waited at the door for help to arrive. Garrick the Bloodwolf was the first to arrive and charged down the stairs berating John for his cowardice. John refusing to called a coward quickly followed after, then found himself paralyzed with fear upon reaching the guard room. Garrick in his brashness didn’t notice and it wasn’t long until John heard the old man slam into the wall of the other room.

Arcturus not wishing to allow his brother to be alone. Sprinted ahead of Robert and his men and dashed down into the cold darkness of the prison. Upon his brother’s arrival John found his courage and together they sought to discover what power lay beyond them in the cell.
The Montfort thief stood drawing in blood quietly chanting, her eyes aglow and the Montfort runestone pressed against her forehead shimmering with a ghost like light. Arcturus tried to knock it free with a thrown dagger, instead he caught the possessed girls attention and all the doors in manor slammed tight. But John forced his way through and where Arcturus subtlety failed, John’s brute force prevailed. Slamming the girl into the wall, knocking the stone free and the deep cold lifted.

With the spell broken the cell soon filled with soldiers. John took the Runestone and intended to return it to father but decided that the best place for it was his pocket. They set guards around the girl, picked Garrick up from his feet and went on about their day…Oh yea we still have to meet with Devok.

Devok was quite frustrated with an upstart merchant who had appeared the last couple of weeks on the edge of Montfort and he made it clear he wanted the man gone. The boys tried to talk to him of capitalism and free trade, and when Devok failed to listen they basically told him that they would look into the matter. Which seemed to quiet Devok’s complaints for the time being. So they left Devok and went to find this new merchant. He was a slick talking merchant by the Name of Calder.
Calder wasn’t home so Arcturus let himself into the man’s tent. He did some petty larceny and picked up a signet ring. Meanwhile Evek appeared as John kept guard they made small talk until Calder also arrived and Evek quickly took leave. Calder was a slick talking salesman who seemed to have something to sell to everyone. He did mention that a dwarf was giving him some grief and as the Lord’s son he should really do something about it. After all, “we wouldn’t want to make the Redcliff merchant’s guild angry.” Finally with nothing spectacular to show from Calder the boys called it a night. John went back to the Manor where he drank it up with his best friend Davies and Arcturus spent the evening with the Dalish.
Until Arcturus felt the cold chill of magic. He quickly returned to the manor to find the door to the underground cells open. The guard was heading down to the cellar. Upon approach Arcturus realized that the guard was possessed. He attacked him but then blacked out.

Glaurang, John’s warhound, was the first to notice that something was odd. When John went to the door he realized that the guard was returning to his post. Upon confronting the guard he seemed to have no memory of leaving it. John caught the faintest glimpse of his brother descending the stairs. He ran to meet him when he saw the glowing eyes and then Arcturus killed one of the guards. John had to act, well actually his hound did and tore into Arcturus’s leg. John tackled his brother as the other guard watched in horror. They wrestled for a bit and finally the shade fled from its host manifesting in the room. They tried to attack the incorporeal form but they did little good. The ghost like creature moved thought the cell walls intent on the girl thief. Through rage Arcturus was able to strike at the shade causing it to halt, recognizing that these men may indeed be a threat to it. Then John embracing the stone spoke to it. Why kill her?
the Shade hesitated and something in it’s demeanor changed.
“So You’re the Keeper of the Mythallon stone. Very well keeper I will spare her but know that Mythallon will come for you. and with that the shade fled.
But the chill still lingered as the brother surprised found their sister staring quietly, watching.
“He came to me asking for the girl. Should I not have told it where to find her?”
Freaked at his twin sister Arcuturus shouted a vehement “No!”
Where Alisae quietly and without emotion turned away and ascended back up the stairs.

Trouble in Montfort

John Montfort awoke this in the early hours of the morning to the sound of Glaurung, his trusty Mabari Warhound growling at the door. As this it not something that happens often, John decided to look outside the door. Immediately as he stepped outside of his room, he noticed a light go out in his father’s study. Upon further investigation John found out that the door to the study was in fact locked.

With the situation growing increasingly strange, John stationed his Mabari at the door and went off to fetch a guard, and eventually his father for a key to the study. Returning to the study with his grumpy father behind him, they both quickly noticed the prized family sword which had been handed down through the generations of the Montfort family was missing, and the window in the study was open.

John Montfort was in a rage. The guard standing outside the door sounded the alarm, and the city slowly began to wake up to the ringing of bells and clanging of guards armor as men scrambled to their posts. In the mean time however, Glaurung caught a scent, and the chase was on.

Running through the hall towards the nearest exit in nothing but his night clothes John Montfort quickly overtook the initial guard who sounded the alarm, and snatched the guard’s long sword on the way by. After sprinting through narrow alleyways and running across rooftops John Montfort finally got his first glimpse at the thief as she was making her way to the gate. Unfortunately, the guards who should have been stationed at the gate had run towards the lord’s manor to see what the alarm was about, and the thief was able to almost without effort scale the wooden wall and land gracefully on the other side while firing crossbow bolts at her pursuer.

But John Montfort had not given up yet. Anxious to finally prove himself in armed combat and in a fit of pure adrenaline fueled rage, John lifted the heavy wooden beam which barred the gate, and caught a glimpse of the thief running into the forest.

After fighting his way through the darkness for some time, John Montfort heard a horrifying scream from a little further into the woods. The thief was entangled in a web by two giant spiders, who were just about to feast on their prey when John stabbed one from below with his borrowed long sword.

After a brief melee combat, the spiders were slain, but the thief had managed to free herself from the web and was nowhere to be seen. However, the ever loyal Glaurung was still able to pick a scent out of the carnage, and the thief was found limping slowly, less than fifty yards away. When the thief noticed that John Montfort was still in pursuit, she finally gave up and collapsed to the ground.

John approached the thief, relieved her of her weapons, bandaged her wounds and bound her hands and feet. He then proceeded to throw her over his shoulder and start hobbling back to town family sword and all. The thief kept murmuring things here and there

“They are coming to take it you know?”
“I have failed them… I have failed the circle…”

But at this point to tired to care, and prideful that he had proven himself in combat, John simply said “Why should I trust anything you say, thief?” and silently limped back home as the sun begin to rise.


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