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Tales of Thalia 1


EMMachine

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Here is another story attempt. At first the story was planned with the Fleetmaster Delayar as protagonist, but I thought the landlady Thalia could be an interesting protagonist (mostly because she can have several customers to interact in her Tavern). It's a try to fit in some official GW stuff into the story as well as some bits of my own creations. (After I mix Frostaelfs, Fyreaelfs and Shadowaelfs in this story I wish I hadn't split the Projects into two.)

Character Description Thalia

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Thalia is a 158 year old Frostaelf. Like all Frostaelfs, Thalia had a lilac skin and snow-white hair, but unlike most female members of her kind wore a long-skirt dress. She was a Witchaelf officer and a member of the Frozen Serpent Cult. Lastly, at the age of 85, she fought in the so-called Frostaelf Civil War between the cults of Frozen Serpent, the Frost Phoenix, and the Great Lion. There she lost one eye and her left leg in the fight beside her complete unit. Since that time she has been wearing a wood prothesis and an eye patch. Then she quits the service in the military and opened the tavern "Tipsy Snake" in Frost Port, a port city on the edge of the Blizzard Mountains.

 

Delayar's Loss

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It was late at night in the Tavern "Tipsy Snake" and Thalia the landlady stood at the wash basin to rinse off some of the glasses that had come back from the guests. On this day, mainly Corsairs of the Fyreaelfen had been here who had land a few days ago in the small port city to sell goods and trapped beasts.

Meanwhile Fleetmaster Delayar sat alone at the counter.

Thalia glanced over at him as Delayar tapped his empty shot glass on the table.

"Another witch's brew, Thalia," he said, slightly mumbling.

Thalia sighed. "I think you have enough, Captain," she said, looking worried.

"Do you really want to deny the wish of an old sailor?"

"I'm not sure if the sea will be your dead or me. But as you wish, "she said, adding another shot glass.

She had known Delayar for years. He often brought her food and drinks from his travels that were otherwise rare in Ulgu and was one of her more affable repeat customers. However, she had noticed over the years that his alcohol consumption had increased significantly lately.

"Alcohol makes me forget the pain of losing."

"Is it still the thing with your leg? You know, I know about this form of loss. "She lifted the hem of her skirt lightly, exposing a wooden prosthesis. "I have not told you the story yet, but I was an officer under Queen Faraine Dragonheart. Satras mother. 70 years ago, we fought a civil war against our own kind. The cult of Frozen Serpent against the cult of the Frost Phoenix and the Great Lion. The losses at that time were enormous until Faraine died with her bodyguard by assassination and her son Satras became king end the war. At that time I lost my leg and one eye and my entire retinue during combat. Since this had limited my fighting skills and I didn’t want to burden the others, I quit the army and opened this tavern."

"A bad fate," Delayar finally replied. "The loss of the leg still hurts a bit and this blade prosthesis is sometimes a bit strange. But that's not it."

Thalia looked at him in astonishment. "What is it then?"

"If you want to know," he replied. "3 days ago we fished 3 of my corsairs out of the sea. They belonged to the crew of 'Swordfish', were completely cold and confused. I heard we lost the ships 'Swordfish' and 'Sea Devil'. About 400 good men, including one of my sons, have died. The survivors stammered something about Aelfen without eyes riding on eels and turtles."

"Deepkin," Thalia breathed. "I've heard stories from them. Even the Duardin of the Kharadron Overlords various avoid skimming over questionable areas."

"Damn them!", Delayar yelled and bashing his fist on the counter so all the shot glasses he clinked.

"Captain!" Thalia shouted in alarm as she caught one of the glasses threatening to fall from the counter just in time.

"For real! I’m Fleetmaster Delayar. The mentor of the Fyreaelf corsairs. Some Fyreslayer lodges still hold a grudge against me because I dared to hunt Magmadroths. Also some Fyreaelfen nobles would like to see me dead after my people have poached Blaze Lions. I've started a fight with Captain Gorb's Orruk pirates several times, ridden through the Bone Lake, always with Lady Gloriosa's ghost pirates on my neck, and I fought Gutrot Spume's underlings and never had serious losses that they could not fix, and now I lose two Ships and crew by some fish Aelfs? "

Thalia took a deep breath. "You said yourself, the Fyreslayers against a grudge against you and also Aelfen your own kind are not good to talk to you. Maybe this action is a sign that you should not mess with anyone? "

Delayar looked at the shot glass in front of him a little stunned.

Thalia turns back to her harness. She would probably be able to leave work soon, because she did not expect the new guests came.

After a long break, Delayar said. "You also fought against your own kind."

Thalia chuckled dryly. "I followed orders and paid my price. Physically as well as mentally. You have made your enemies knowledgeable. "

When she did not get an answer from Delayar, she turned to face him, saying he had fallen asleep during that time.

"Well, the last witch brew was probably too much," she said softly to herself.

The bell on the door rang and Thalia looked over.

A cloaked figure stood in the doorway.

"Greetings, Thalia," said the newcomer. "I could have actually thought that the old sea dog is still here. Did you mix something into his drink?"

"Rohann, what are you doing here at this late hour? I was about to close soon, "she looked down at Delayar and shook her head." No, the last liquor was probably too much."

Rohann removed the hood. "I do not need anything, thanks. My informants have bad news."

"The chaos groups of Vincent von Drachenheim? "Thalia asked dryly.

"Yes, his main force has reached the capital, but several warbands are approaching the city." "How long until they arrive here?"

"If they maintain the speed, a few days."

Thalia reached for the shelf and took two shot glasses

"Thalia?", Rohann asked in astonishment.

"He's going to the house," Thalia replied, tipping down her shot. "After all that I lost, I came here to start my life anew, not wanting to be part of a war anymore."

"I didn’t mean to unsettle you, Thalia.

The city is under the protection of the cult of the Frozen Serpent and the Assassin Guilds of the Shadow Aelfs are still there. We will protect the inhabitants", Rohann said smiling and tilted the shot down.

"Thank you Rohann. Says, can you please me? "

"What do you want? "Rohann wondered

"Can you take the old captain to one of the rooms?" She asked, trying to put on a seductive smile. "I would do it myself, but with my wooden prosthesis it is hardly possible. Should he pay his bill tomorrow?"

Rohann grinned. "Because it's you."

 

 

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