Update Archive/15

The guards protecting Alford are clearly getting nervous as the crowd shifts and mutters angrily. Krowl acknowledges Alford's words.
"Brothers of the Front, do not end our friendship so. Please, go home now. There is nothing left for you to do here. What we aspired to achieve has not been forgotten, but we must never forget our priorities; our families. Go home to your families, then. What more would you have me do now?"
Nobody reacts at first. Then, one of the militia simply shrugs and walks off. It sets of a reaction. Another follows, and then another. Interest wanes, and the townsfolk simply shrug and leave. Whatever they might be thinking, they certainly don't hope to kill anybody today.
"Let's leave, before my less level headed countrymen can cause trouble." Krowl grumbles, dusting himself off.
The retinue departs Hearthlgen within the hour, and returns to Capital City be evening. As nobody even knew the king was absent, they are not greeted by tolling of bells, nor by cries of alarm or courteous welcome. Krowl is hooded, and the guards weary. Court Wizard Thomassy rushes to greet his king as the company enters the royal palace area.
"My king, I was just readying a precautionary battalion to ride to your rescue. What a relief. Oh my, is that actually Maximus Krowl with you? By the Light, milord, you must have a way with words or a very persuasive sword."
Sherman has said little so far, but he mumbles something as he dismounts. Alford guesses it is a half-hearted curse.
Thomassy seems worn out and tired.
"The illusion spell in the gardens is holding out, but we've already had a young couple fall in, one of them getting her neck broken. Two servants thought to sneak away and have some fun in the gardens. We found them in the pit a little too late for the lass. Of course we had to kill the man who survived. Can't have rumours abound." He does brighten up however. "We did, on the other hand, begin to unearth something. It looks to be the top half of a giant black golem. It seems that our work is paying off!"
Alford sighs. It was tragic news to be greeted by. Nonetheless there is a matter at hand.
"Thomassy, swear me a wizard's oath that you will carry out my upcoming plan to the letter, and that you'll keep it confidential."
"I'm offended you'd have to ask that of me lord, you should know to trust me. But of course I will."
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