Mithridates Family/RP Logs

Norcross

Visit to Ordenstraat

This story is set when Norcross as a member of the Southern Knights of Caerwyn went to Ordenstraat on a mission to help the small struggling nation. It was written on September 30th, 2010

Norcross crossed under the broken stone archway that marked entrance into the city of Retteville. The walls of the city which were made up of broken old sandstone would seem to be more belonging in the ruins of an old city. Indeed Norcross would've thought this if it wasn't for the token guards at the entrance.

The pair of guards were armed with strong looking longbows which were always at hand, a testament to the constant threats to the city. While haggard and gaunt looking they still stood straight and proud, a tabard with the lion of Ordenstaat hung over their chest.

The look that they gave Norcross was one of brief curiosity, but not the surprise that he would expect from any other guard in any other city. He was covered from head to toe with a smattering of dried blood. His tunic covering his battered chain mail was torn the shreds and his helmet barely holding together. His few remaining men were not much better. The battles in Maeotis and Rettlewood had been bloody affairs. Foul beasts with fangs as long as his arm descended upon them. They were merciless in their assault and it was only through some miracle that they drove them off in Rettlewood. The rest of his fellow Southern Knights of Golden Phoenix were not much better either. The fates of some of his fellow knights were wholly unknown to Norcross, they had not been heard from for days.

As Norcross continued into the city of Retteville he looked to the people about him. The few that he actually saw seemed more to be the denizens of some beastly civilization. Many wore raw untreated hides or other various crudely made clothing. They had a determined look on their face as they went about their daily business. The market, if it could be called that, for Retteville was a dismal affair. A few ironmongers sellings the few scraps of metal that were not used by the city guard. A handful of various merchants selling the most basic foodstuffs, all at outrageous prices.

Norcross finally made his camp with the rest of the surviving units of his Army in a small spot put aside for their force near the guildhall of the Ordenstraat. While once before he had been eager to visit this faroff land and to provide assistence, this desire was all but gone. He was glad to leave the diplomatic greetings and visitations to Earl Jax.

There were whisperings amongst the men and the knights. Something of the surviving nobles of Quadrivium being in Retteville. This would have interested Norcross before, but this was subdued by his absolute exhaustion. As he finally sat down in his makeshift tent, he thought that if he would have anything it would be for a breeze to rid him of the dense and choking air here so deep in the forest."