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Cantina Six: Postlude to Holocaust Part III


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*Heimdall looks at Irvine and is amazed at his ability to completly ingnore some facts and invent other.

 

Svafa just shakes her head in amusement at Irvine's comments*

 

Heimdall: Well if everyone is ready lets go. Later if there is time we may try to enlighten Irvine on the difference between elves and dwarves, and what we were fighting. And maybe how to count.

 

*With that Heimdall turned and went through the door. Svafa and Idun follow close behind. On the otherside of the door were stairs that lead down into the cavern city.

 

Going down the stairs they stop at the side of a building at the base of the stairs. Heimdall looks around the corner and sees dwarves running across the street. As he watched the dwarves racing across the street one suddenly staggers and falls. Heimdall could see blood coming from the fallen dwarf. HE turns back*

 

Heimdall: Well there are more dwarves, and they are fighting something. I don't know what. Suggestions?

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WH Irvine "You know, this trip has become quite strange for me, how about I stop questioning... Well at least from my point of view, a Sith army whom supposed to be long dead have assembled on top, somewhere below a large hall of gnomes whom turn into statues whem they disobey or get defeated, what ever. Then below that an underground city which is hidden by the gnomes, and in the middle of a war." *pauses for a second*

 

WH Irvine "What I'm getting is that it seems like to me that the same sith that are upstairs have got down here and cuased some trouble, that door is some sort of back door. And what ever some gnomes have been captured have been orders to do what they have been instructed to do in our arrival. And all these gnomes here are still resisting. Please tell me that I'm even remotely close?"

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*As the group stood by next to the wall a group of armed Dwarves the are covered in dirt some have small cutss When they see the group they immediatly raise their weapons*

 

Dwarf: Who are you?

 

Heimdall: Just wanders wishing to go in peace.

 

Dwarf: You lie, no one simply wanders in this city. Who are you aligned with?

 

Heimdall: No one in this city I assure you. We have an important job to do.

 

Dwarf: Indeed, why should I trust you?

 

Heimdall: Your still alive.

 

*The Dwarf raises his eyebrows and Heimdall motions to Svafa. She reveals a small dagger held ready to throw at the Dwarf with only the flicker of her wrist.*

 

Dwarf: I see. Well to put it succintly the city is in a civil war. One side are the loyal members of Alvis, the other side wishes to overthrow us. If you whish to know more then you must come with me and speak to my Captain.

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*Looking the group over Heimdall sees no obvious objections at the dwarf's suggestion*

 

Heimdall: Fine, we will come with you.

 

Dwarf: Good, follow behind me closely.

 

*The Dwarf leads the group through maze that was the city. He would turn suddenly going down an alley way, always avoiding the main streets.

 

After about half an hour they arrived at their apparant.*

 

Dwarf: Wait here for one minute.

 

*The dwarf goes inside, the group waits for a couple of minutes. Finally the dwarf returned*

 

Dwarf: Come with me, the captain is very eager to see you.

 

Heimdall: Alright.

 

*Heimdall, and the others (I assume) follow the dwarf in the building and down a couple flights of stairs. eventually they come to a large room. Dwarves are spread about here, some obviously wounded. The dwarf leads the group another room*

 

Dwarf: In there is our captain. Speak with him if you want to learn more.

 

Heimdall: Thank you.

 

*Heimdall enters, Svafa and Idun follow.*

 

Dwarf Captain: Greetings. We don't often get strangers here, so I must ask what is your business?

 

Heimdall: First tell us what is going on in this city, it is a long story.

 

Dwarf Captain: Fine, somehow I don't think I would get my way if I were to go against your wishes. It began like this, a long time ago, our King Alvis forged a sword. This he gave to Fate. Why and for what we were never told. We lived in peace for many years, then King Alvis died, with no heir. However, before he died the King gave one last order. To wait for the return of the Sword he forged, and aid those who carried it. They would be on a quest of great importance. Above all the sword had to remain with them.

 

We accepted this and waited and waited. Eventually a darkness crept into some of the dwarves. They rebeled at Alvis's final command. Saying we should take the sword when it returned, afterall it is an Heirloom of this kingdom, and who ever possesed the sword should be made king. Those loyal to King Alvis rejected this, and so a war began. These many years we have fought, but the traitors are stronger then we. Alas, our strength is wanning, we will not be able to withstand them for much longer. *He looks at Heimdall and the others with a glimmer of hope*. I fear we will not be around to aid the carries of the sword.

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Marin: I suppose that puts us on your side, then.

 

Aidan: Not so fast. Why should we believe him?

 

Misae: *now somewhat calmer than she had been in the caverns* I don't know why we should trust him, but I don't think there's any point to arguing with them if they don't want to fight.

 

Aidan: Those other dwarfs weren't much of a match for us.

 

Misae: Those other two dwarfs, you mean?

 

Raschel: Um, well, not trying to kill us is an improvement, you realize.

 

Guy: *to the dwarf captain* We are indeed on a quest of great importance. In the earlier duration of it, we were led to gather the pieces of this sword you speak of. This man, Heimdall, reforged it. Earlier, we were attacked for the sword by dwarfs who presumably were of your enemies. We defeated them and afterwards were guided here as the next step of our quest. Can you help us?

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*The dwarf laughs happily*

 

Dwarf: I knew when my captian informed me that you were the carriors that we have long awaited. *The dwarf's merry expression quickly turns to sorrow*

 

I am uncertain on how much help we can give you. The traitors control much of the city. If they spot you, especially with us then we would surely be under a constant assualt until the sword was in their hands.

 

Heimdall: You made mention that if a dwarf possessed the sword the other side would reconize that dwarf as king and the conflict could be ended. Is that correct?

 

Dwarf: Yes that is true. Why?

 

Heimdall: One second. Marin, can you transform into a dwarf?

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Marin: *aside* Yes, but I need to to acquire their DNA. *to the dwarf captain* I can transform my shape into that of one of you, but I need to acquire your life essences first. In other words, I need to touch you.

 

Aidan: Won't you just become the captain's identical twin?

 

Marin: I'll need to "acquire" more than one of them. Then I can mix the morph. *to Hal* It isn't risky, unless I stay in the body for more than two hours.

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*The Dwarf Captain goes off to get some clothes*

 

Heimdall: I'm not sure. *Goes to guy and checkes the map* Well we are supposed to head toward the center of the city. So that is what we will do.

 

*The Dwarf Captain returns and hands Marin some clothes*

 

Dwarf: Yes, the center of the city is where you should go, especially if you want this plan ot succeed. We will film and broadcast her having the sword and traveling to the center of the city. There we can set up a brief new cast where she claims the crown and gives out the proper orders.

 

Heimdall: Any objections?

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Misae: For once I agree...I'm sensing something is very not right.

 

*The voice in the back of her mind returns, this time much more faintly than before*

 

Misae...

 

*A tiny white mechanical object floats above high above the dwarven city. Its black center focuses in on the group amongst the buildings.

 

Two minutes later, Marin emerges from the room, dressed in the attire the dwarf had given her, and in a body which combined the features of all the dwarfs she had touched in order to create a unique specimen*

 

Marin: <I'm ready.> *She speaks aloud using the dwarf mouth, sounding a bit awkward and gravelly* R...r...rea-ady. W-wil need to p-praactice with-th this mou-th before mmaking an-y sort of pro-clam-ations.

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