A Fateful Gathering

It was a chilling and odd evening near the castle of Karazhan. The dismal dusk sky canvased above with the moon glinting small signs of vileness. The bitter cold wind blew frighteningly in one's face, it was howling and whistling as if they were possessed sending out warning messages. Along the trail, was a dark-haired woman, who was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by a brutal evil darkness enclosing around, causing one to feel claustrophobic. Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go. She ambled towards the beset ruined church getting her foot stuck in the gnarled roots of an ancient oak tree, a sudden shrilling shriek penetrated the air sending shivers down one's spine. The further she walked, the more fear building up within her as if she was a lost infant looking for her mother. Lightening struck, revealing every shade of grey of the church representing the melancholy behind those terrifying walls. She wished she could turn back and run home, but this was why she was here. She had no home. Her home was the Fallen House now.

So Silandria awaited the Loyalists and Patrons who were sent a most ominous letter to meet. As some time passed, various members flocked to the entrance of the church and were greeted by Silan, who was fully armored and stoic.

"You all received the letter, this is good news." She said to the small gathering, somewhat sullen in tone as she removed her helmet to reveal her visage, both seasoned by beauty and war. Long black hair and the face of a warrior who looked concerned and worried.

"Let's take this inside to avoid wandering ears ." Her cold gaze crept along the horizon of the haunting valley as the last fingers of light died out. The group gathered within the broken down church. A few pushed aside the books and other objects laid aimlessly abound. Silandria walked up to the preacher pedestal and stood in front of it as she looked to the gathering with a grim expression.

"The Heiress has been staying here for a few weeks, and has been speaking of seeing things others could not. I can't understand the girl at all." As Silan spoke, more started to walk in. Some new faces that have not been seen before. Junbel, Dralion, Malukard, Maevali, Gorikeji, Betharyn, Jezz, and Silandria spent time introducing themselves with one another. As time passed, casual conversation continued onward as the hour struck half passed the 22nd hour. Even still, more continued to show the letter as they walked in. A trusted source, Valustrois and another newcomer Astartes responded.

As Silan started to explain the purpose of the gathering, Jezzilyn and Gori traveled to the supply chambers that were left mostly alone for many years. Crates of supplies and a few barrels of unhampered wine were discovered. They'd fill up many glasses of the sweetened wine, and carefully walk back to distribute among those gathered. Gori, being quite the conjurer, walked in with many levitating glasses of wine and sent them expertly to each who wished to partake. Arculon was seen as they returned, another Loyalist that came to answer the concerning letter.

"I've called you here today, for it was I who wrote the letter and not Mylis. Visions of hers may have led her to the castle of forgotten horrors, and I am no fool to go in there right away." The look of concern fell across the audience. Though soon-after, many began to speak up to start investigating into this accursed castle. Silan held out a radio device, covered in ectoplasm that slowly dripped to the floor. Such a revealing sight spun quite the amusement among the patrons and loyalists, who seemed to all have a say on the matter and an opinion to be voiced.

The sight itself was quite the thing to witness. In such a short notice, no more than fourteen members heeded the call and could be seen sitting in pews, standing alongside the walls, all with a singular purpose that kept them together, and that was to investigate and find The Heiress.

In time, a small party was sent to look over the cellars and demons were found to be hidden in the deeper parts of the crypts. Arculon took a few on, but only stirred the ones deeper within as reinforcements were summoned. They would eventually make their way back, while the rest of the group was outside socializing. A signet ring was given to the House Hunter, and along with Junbel, are attempting to scout to find the Heiress, and in general the rest of the group is looking to currently find ways to help build Deadwind Pass as a base of operation for The Fallen House, starting near the church.

As no concrete plans have been set in stone yet, the building blocks are set in motion...