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As Minato recovers from their crash, he lays his eyes upon the most heavenly sight ever known to man before or since.

Faith in a maid costume.

For but a brief moment, Minato is enraptured by the sight of the most beautiful girl he'd ever met- and that wasn't without a lot of competition- in the best set of clothing that mankind had invented since the bikini. Truly, the cute, busty American girl in a maid costume was something straight out of Minato's wildest fantasies. Probably literally. In that moment, Minato even thought she'd keep it on.

Then she began tearing at it.

And a fire began burning in his heart.

Perfection was utterly ruined. Perfection. Then the Mononoke arrived. Big mistake on its part, really.

As soon as the laser dissipates, Minato charges at it with a frenzied yell!
Charge at the Mononoke, destroy Rho Aias to damage it, summon Durandal and then while it's dazed from the impact of Rho Aias, stab Durandal into it!
Alteration: 5
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Thiyr nods, satisfied with his allies' work.
"If that is all, then disperse. You all have work to do. Orc Lord and creature of glass, a map will be waiting for you in your quarters, with the location of the weapon marked out for you. The rest of you, train or keep yourselves sharp for the battles ahead. As for myself.....I have duties to attend to."
With that, he walks away from the group, walking off into the doorway leading outside the Temple of Discord.
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Elsewhere, minutes later.....
Thiyr closes his eyes. He kneels, facing up to his benefactor with a stern, guarded look on his usually serene face.
".....we are acquiring the weapons as we speak. If all goes well, I should have either the weapon or knowledge of who is on their side. Mircea will be a threat, if you are correct about who has been summoned to oppose our aims."

His eyes briefly flit to the blade at his side, sitting in its blank scabbard at his waist, an imperious, dominating aura still thrumming from it. Thiyr's mind flashed back briefly to the first time the blade was loosed.

Even the Golden Company, made of the sons of gods and heroes, stood no chance against him then. What chance did these ragtag bunch of misfits stand against Nástrǫnd?

"Of course, if I encounter him, he will be of no concern. Even the Spear of Heaven will falter against us, my lord. Especially not with.....the girl."

The presence before him seemed to fix the emperor with a gaze, as if curious.

"The girl is useful. The Maiden's powers are.....unlike anything I have ever seen. If all else fails, we will have to make use of her. For now.....we will keep her here. She....must not be broken again. The girl will need to be protected."

The presence seems satisfied. Thiyr stands up, bowing to it. This time, the expression on his face is more confident.

"My lord, I shall pave a path, for the paradise on earth that you have given me power to attain. And all those misguided and all those who follow false messengers shall be cleansed."
Fiends may no longer act until specifically allowed.

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Meanwhile, in Mircea's Fortress.....
"A proper introduction must be had! After all, my uncle always told me that one of the best ways of getting to know one's comrades is to break bread and share salt with them!"
Mircea declares boisterously, letting loose an uproarious laugh.
"Of course, the villagers agreed to help me on a grand hunt, in order to properly welcome you all! You see, the villagers worship Harmony, and so when they heard more of her champions would arrive, they could not help but assist us! We are stocked with food aplenty and even some mead! I am told that it is the finest, a local delicacy! Perhaps tonight, we find out!"

Ophelia smiles at that, guiding the other champions to the dining hall. It's a simple affair; a large table made of several long wooden tables and several seats, a large stone throne- presumably to seat Mircea himself- at the head in front of a large, roaring fire. The table is already set with food of all sorts; jugs of mead, roasted birds and mashed potatoes and other rich foods. The plates are less luxurious; wooden plates and goblets, but still of good quality and make.

"Come on, come on, eat up, my brothers! After all, we may ride out to battle, and it will do us no good to fight on an empty stomach. So feast, my friends, and properly know one another!"
Champions may now act.

"I'd prefer that they didn't bring the whole place down with people in it, thanks!"
Rho Aias, as he was already preparing one, and pull Faith down behind it.
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"Prepare yourselves. I have need of the rest of your skills, but first, rest."

"Brace yourselves! Faith, get behind me!"
Minato prepares to summon Rho Aias.

"Indeed. We shouldn't tarry. Thought that begs the question of where we'll go now that our safe haven is gone."

I'm down to continue the game.

"Ah. What a shame. Perhaps times have changed since I set out. If I may bother you with one question before my companions and I set off, what became of the keeper? Is she still at large? We would like to know, lest we are beset in our travels those who ally themselves with her."