Friday, January 30, 2009

Cutscene: Cain's Search

A few minutes ago, the party met up with Cain and mentioned some things that a kobold revealed after interrogation. The kobold mentioned a Dragon leader known as Xalarax, a lair in the north eastern mountains, and more importantly, a visit from a human by the name of Lazarus, who was there in search for an ancient artifact. It was also brought up that Lazarus supposedly outsmarted the dragon and left with what he intended to find…

Cutscene:
Deckard Cain shuffled back to his house and rushed to his study. He knew he had heard that name before but he couldn't put his finger on it.

“Xalarax... Xalarax... I know you are here somewhere – lost in my mind perhaps, but I know you reside somewhere in these many pages”.

Cain rustled through old scrolls left to him by his long passed bloodline.

“Let’s see… The Great Conflict… The Sin War... The Dark Exile... I know you are in here somewhere ...”

Cain grabbed scroll tube after scroll tube, hoping that one would spark something, but these writings have been so far out of reach of his memories it soon became evident that he would have to open each one and dig deeper. It has been so many years since he laid eyes on these.

He pulled out one with the inscription “The Binding of Three” and began to read...

“A secretive order of mortal magi was gathered together by the enigmatic Arch-Angel Tyrael. These sorcerers were to hunt the Three Evils and put an end to their vicious rampage. The order, known as the Horadrim, consisted of wizards from the diverse and numerous mage-clans of the East.”

He flipped a handful of pages and skipped forward, as if he already knew the stuff he was reading.

“The powers of hatred and wanton destruction seemed to diminish in the east as a nervous peace began to settle over the land. Yet, for many decades the Horadrim continued their grim search for the third brother”.

“I know you are in here somewhere, Xalarax. Reveal yourself to me...”

Cain placed the parchment down on a pile of books and slightly nudged the table by accident as he got up to stretch. The parchment began to slide and as Cain reached to catch it, he bumped the stack of books which caused them all to go falling to the floor in a side-splitting event of chain reactions.

“Oh my, what a mess I have created!” he said in laughter.

He reached down as he got on his knees while he began sifting and placing pages upon pages to tidy up. As he picked up one, something caught his eye..

“Oh how mysteriously you reveal yourself. There you are!”

From the written words of Jared Cain: “We knew we did all we could to protect the locations of the brothers. We decided to deliver the artifacts to… … …”

Cain read on and one piece of parchment led him to the next. By morning, he had a firm grasp on the situation, but there was more that had to be done first. His newfound friends saved Ogden, the innkeeper, who mentioned a creature known as The Butcher. It is this Butcher who is responsible for the missing people.