username: deimar
( On this occasion, King Deimar in silvered splendor: tussled, armour scratched and drenched in blood and soot, surrounded each way by his men or Rathakku's creatures. He screams, just as harpies swing in: )
Fall back — fall back, fall back — ( An infantryman politely keels over, arrow driving through his ribs. Deimar stops to stare — ) ...maybe with less enthusiasm than that.
( But then, he's led to take cover off the field, and he can mutter into his pendant: )
Greetings, greetings. Your king speaks. Deimar. ( As if, perhaps, some need the reminder. ) Let's cut through pretence: Alem is lost. The merchants are offering their... obscenely costly help with evacuation. If we had any alternative or dignity, we would decline. It won't surprise you that I've agreed, gratefully. Go to Hassir. Yes, it's a monastery old and true. No, you cannot bring your wine.
( And gentler, firmer: ) It will have you. All of you who go, Hassir will have you, and it will save you. Make a new life, away from this mountain. Away from our blood's burden, away from Hell.
( Then lighter, in this breezy tone: )
...which, I regret to inform you, is opening nice, creaky and wide beneath our floorboard. You've heard the old stories: the Motherless Children beget their devastation, bolstered by whatever souls they consume in their putrid wasteland. They're breaking through. Terrible creatures. Filthy. Ugly, too.
To all men and women of Alem who are strong, gifted and able: I won't tell you to take up your weapons and join me below in glory. If you die there, no one will mourn you, no one will weep over your bones. No one will even remember you. No, they'll live peacefully, happily and oblivious to your sacrifice. But they'll live.
So. You have your choices: Hassir or Hell below. What say you?

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You expect it'll be contained to Alem if Hell breaks loose, or are you that confident we can stop it?
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Which camp does that put you in?
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Last I checked, zombies and demons are two different things. You might want to think again if your plan is to outrun them.
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[This guy sounds like he's either ninety pounds soaking wet or twelve.]
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Whatever I have to. This isn't a game, everyone is going to die if we don't stop it now.
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Unless you want me to go back in time, when I have no idea when it started, we've got to work with what we have.
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But...]
Is that what you normally do, just go back in time?
[This is a little skeptical, but whatever, stranger things have happened.]
Do you have any idea what you're looking for, at least?
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...Going back is how I averted the last two. It didn't ultimately prevent it, it just appeared in different ways and different times. Like it is now.
I don't know what I'll find, but I do have an in with a demon. I'll start there.
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So up until now, you've just been sacrificing people to it?
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...And you're sending your people down there to fight it. You're not worried that'll have the same effect?
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So that’s it. That was Rathakku‘s plan, to break open Hell and set the world on fire?
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You looked between him and Hell and decided your chances were better down below. [ It's pretty clear that they would have been massacred if Five's group hadn't shown up. ]
What do you expect to find?
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Stranger things have happened. [ Assuming demons can die. There’s a lot he doesn’t know and doesn’t have time to find out. ] Nothing else is known about how they did it?
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