Who: Taryn Shadow-Walker and Arthur Pendragon
What: "Border Dispute"
When: 6/5
Where: Northernmost border of Lerrian and Cerirwen
Warnings: none

( Because a bolder rich in ore straddling two provinces demands the attention of the king and the rhya. )

Who: Nero, the Pendragon twins, Aspyrtus/Argon Coin, Taryn, and possibly Medea???
What: Nero finally makes it to safety
When: June 2nd; evening
Where: Camelot
Warnings: n/a

( one day I'll be able to think of creative cut text )

Who: Sarah & Luc
What: She's been reclusive since arriving to the Church
Where: The Cathedral
Warnings: None?

Sarah ventured out of her room often and came to the cathedral in an effort to find some open solace within herself. She spent too much time in the garden or libraries reading and she had nothing in common with many of those who resided here. The blonde found a place in front of the place of worship, settling down near a window and looking down to the others that worked in the garden.


Sarah's bright blue eyes focused exceptionally on top of a mother, father and child together and found herself jealous or needing of that. Her hand pressed against the window, she pushed it open to get a better and clearer look. The cool wind hit her face, she shut her eyes and awaited for the wind to keep coming. It was refreshingly cold.

Who: Nero, Aspyrtus/Argon Coin, a bunch of assassins, and Taryn and some other Luna's Call members. We got a party goin' on!
What: The flight of an Emperor.
Where: Rome; starts in the Domus Aurea, then eventually heads to the streets and then the outskirts of Palatine
Warnings: I anticipate the violent deaths of some assassins!

( blah blah tl;dr )

Who: Levin and Izanami
What: Someone dodged right when he meant to go left
When: Following the fight with Luca
Warnings: You see dead people

"Huh."

Bringing the smack-down on Luca one moment, standing in a rather dismal looking dark hall the next.  He had been quite sure that fighting the Mad Prince was supposed to culminate with him standing triumphantly on the corpse, striking as kingly a pose as he could manage.  ...Never mind that this had been the outcome any sane person would have predicted.  Levin rummages within his robes and removes the ghost of a tome, present only because he couldn't possibly imagine himself without it.

"You damn liar.  See if I ever take your advice again."

And he snaps his less than corporeal fingers as he remembers what he had forgotten.  Well.  It wasn't like it mattered much anymore, anyway.

Who: Athrun Zala, Euphemia li Britannia, and any family members and nobles of Amestris and Zeon, should they choose to attend
What: Athrun and Euphemia are getting married as per the arrangement by their fathers.
Where: The ceremony will be held in the church in Rishiri. The reception will be held in a nearby banquet hall.
When: May 24
Warnings: Fluff and drinking.

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Who: Lancer, Berserker, Caster, Archer, Ky
What: Berserker kills Lancer, who was corrupted by the rift
Where: Northern Amestris
Warnings: Overly dramatic dialog, violence, death.

Full log here

Summary:
- Lancer and a host of Riftspawn attacked Berserker's crusade company
- Lancer used her reality marble, making everyone lose track of who their allies were.
- Berserker totally went into full berserk mode and strangled Lancer to death despite multiple stab wounds
- Archer stopped Berserker from going on a rampage afterwards.

Who: Levin and Luca Blight (Rider)
What: The Prince of the Nameless States defends his people
Where: Outside Higheast
Warnings: Battle and violence

( He had a distinct feeling he'd forgotten something. )

Who: The birthday twins and those who like to partay!!
What: A birthday cake large enough to feed an army (or two in this case). Can the twins conquer it!?
When: Backdated to May 13th.
Where: Camelot. 'tis a silly place.
Warnings: N/A

( I am never writing a log again while doped up )

Who: Eleuseus & Medea
Where: Wherever Yukari dumped them at
When: Shortly after Medea's disappearance

( For the first three hours, Eleuseus had scoured the room for exits )

Who: Midna & Arro
What: Their first actual meeting to, ah, arrange the terms of their agreement.
Where: Crystal Space
Warnings: Potential offscreen naughtiness, definite flirting.

The refractive sky was illuminating, but not necessarily bright. This was a small blessing for Midna; she'd have a terrible headache after a few minutes there otherwise. She paced, bouncing a little further than a typical step thanks to her powers keeping her bouyant, and waiting for Arro to show.

Who: Sarah & Luc
What: They meet for the first time since her pardon.
Where: The Church
Warnings: None?

She was in her home with her estranged parents for the day during the time where she saw Luc's pardoning. When the knights came a part of her was secretly glad to be leaving as everyone, even her parents, saw poorly of her. Sarah took her staff, a bag of her clothing and offered it to a knight as they started to leave. She did not bother to speak to the men as there was no purpose of it, her location was already known and when she got there she'd get there.


The knights brought an extra horse for her to ride upon on their way back but she did not know how. Using their aid, she got onto the free horse and set side saddle with her hands on the reigns and waited for the knights to start trotting off in the distance. It took a few hours but they finally were at the Church. By the time they arrived her legs and body was a bit sore from riding the horse such a long way with no prior training. When she reached the Church's doors and went inside, she stood near the alter and waited in silent patience.

She would wait all night if need be.

Who: Garviel, Signum, and any snoopy watchers
What: The Holy Grail war continues
Where: Mount Death, otherwise known as Mount Deathfire in Ancient Belka
Warnings: ULTRAVIOLENCE. EXPLOSIONS. EXCESSIVE GAR. LONG SPEECHES.

The foot of Mount Death is an immensely complex series of lava tunnels and gate-like natural formations, entirely made from obsidian and other igneous materials. Loken's armor, freshly repainted and repaired by the Roman artificers marks him out as a white blot, dwarfed by the great gates behind him. Above them is mounted a huge skull, a draconic one from the times of the great Fire-drakes. A relic of the time when all of this land was Belkan, much as he was.

A breeze is the only thing that stirs the valley, vitrified lava floes halted forever in their motion. A dead place, where once the Circle of Fire burned in the breasts of the men who worked here, who fought the drakes, and who called Deathfire their great tribal home. Now, only ghosts remain, and bones. Empty vaults and quiet lava tubes, no more forges ringing, no more drakes roaring and clambering through fissures in the earth to hunt humans, fae, and in the lean times, even each other.

There is only the wind, which idly stirs the oaths of moment which have been freshly written onto parchments which are attached to Garviel's armored chest, stuck in place by wax seals. He waits for something, his face masked by his pugnacious-looking helm. He could be the last avatar of death in this place, a god of war that has burnt itself out, leaving only a single ivory playing piece to stride the battlefield.

He wonders if this was the right place to choose. So rich in the past stories of Belka, of the connection he shares with Archer. No.... he knows her name now, but he will not speak it, or even think it. Not yet. Not until she appears before him. So instead... he simply stands his silent vigil in the darkness. Hoping he can reach her, and find a way to end this war, once and for all. Perhaps he is doing this for too personal a reason, but he can no longer abide the thought of destroying one of the last remnants of Belka. It ends tonight. One way or another.

Who: Revan, Avshar, Athrun, Olivier, Georik, Red, Celes, Cecil
What: Avshar dies
Where: The imperial palace
Warnings: It's Avshar, you should know what to expect by now.

Full log

Important Points
- Cecil showed up out of nowhere in paladin armor
- Avshar's army has been routed
- Everyone under Avshar's enchantments is back to normal, feeling like they woke up from a bad dream
- Avshar is freakin' dead.

Who: Avshar and warriors from everywhere in the Empire
What: All the kingdoms of Dagaria gang up to tear Avshar down from the throne.
Where: Directly outside the Imperial City
Warnings: Violence, blood, death, etc

( The kingdoms of Dagaria have put aside their differences for once... )

Who: Roy Mustang and Cornelia li Britannia
What: Fighting off assassins. Possibly some Rift monsters, too.
When: Before the assault on Imperial City
Where: Poemond
Warnings: Lots and lots of fire, swording, and witty banter dripping with subtext.

( Can't ignore them, can't fight them. )

Who: Cecil, Rydia, Red and Cerberus
What: Running up the Mountain of Ordeals with a much more balanced party this time
When: Around when Avshar takes the Capitol
Where: Hirawyr, Arird
Warnings: Small brats children. Cecil talking to himself and being angsty. The usual.

( Cecil, Rydia and Red emerged from the Waypoint in Hirawyr no worse for wear. )

[A few days later, The Imperial City]

The Imperial City's greatest defense was the armies of Dagaria, not walls or fortifications, and the peaceful policies from emperor Terenas' reign had not improved things. It held a fairly defensible location, true, but when an army of thousands and thousands of steppe nomads, backed up by numerous demons from the pits of Hell itself, poured over the horizon, it wasn't surprising that the city was invaded and taken over in relatively short order.

Under Avshar's rule, the city starts a grim transformation. The nomads wandering the street act as Avshar's enforcers, which basically amounts to them looting and pillaging as they see fit while at the same time marveling at the sights of one of the largest cities in the world, turning the streets into a bizarre carnival of horror. It's mostly disorganized for now.

With the exception of all the churches in the Imperial City. They are being broken into and rededicated to perform foul rites to appease dark gods. Some of them are resisting, with holy knights that survived the initial rush or even with monks and priests that took up arms and holy magic, but it's not clear how long they'll be able to last. Citizens are getting rounded up for when the sacrifices start. And there will be many sacrifices.

[Video]

[Avshar addresses the Empire while lounging on the throne.]

It seems someone has misplaced my crown. As your new emperor, I was hoping to wear the original. No matter. I can have a new one made.

As my first act as emperor, all kingdoms that swear eternal faith in the dark god and lord of this world Skotos shall be exempt from the purges to come, and may even find my reign prosperous. Those who do not may expect only death and suffering.

[Amestris]

Everyone had been expecting it to happen, so it was no surprise when Zeon started beaching troops in Amestris. Dozens of ships started ferrying Avshar's Army across. However, now instead of flying the emblem of Zeon, the ships and soldiers bore a new standard: the crossed lightning bolts of skotos on a field the color the drying blood.

Naturally, Amestris was ready to meet their long time foes, but they weren't expecting Avshar's army to be the SIZE that it was. Surrounding the heavy, elite cavalry that Zeon was known for was an unruly swarm of nomads on steppe ponies with wickedly powerful recurve bows and scimitars. They had been secretly shipped in by sea over the last few days, and now swelled Zeon's ranks to two or three times what most strategists had assumed Zeon could field.

The army thundered through Amestris, burning, looting, and killing everything they came across. The Zeon knights mostly stayed behind to set up organized resistance and stop Dagarian forces of all kinds from following while the Nomads punched through with gleeful ferocity like a dagger digging into the heart of the Empire.

Who: Momiji Inubashiri, the Warders of Alilany, and all forces of Luna's Call available
What: The cultists have invaded LC territory. Probably not their wisest idea.
When: Shortly after this
Where: Alilany, Lerrian
Warnings: Blood and violence

( You've had all your life to run and hide, so step up! Let's do this! )