Anneli: The elven female main character, played by Andy. Anneli is a member of a group of (mostly) humans that are meant to go to the Island of Eternal Youth to make a wish. She lost her "key", a toy sword, to her traitorous sister Nomi. Anneli then teamed up with the nearby human military to go on a reconnaissance mission, only to fall afoul of a female ghost who was after one of her soldiers, Salomo.
Salt: Spar's daughter. The last time we saw her she had been saved by Anneli from certain death by the hands of the revenant Herminus.
Pyrite: A dwarf that knew Spar, now allied with Marian, Salt, and Telos.
Marian: A member of The Ones Who Sailed, a mysterious group who have made it to The Island of Eternal Youth. She had picked Anneli to be her successor by giving her the toy sword. Which she's lost. Great.
The Ghost was inside Anneli's skull, screaming for revenge against Salomo. Clutching her head, Anneli screamed at her to shut up, now. It worked. Everything was quiet again.
But they were now surrounded by fifteen orcs.
Anneli's unit began to form up into a circle, shield to shield, spears out.
And then it began.
The orcs charged and smashed against the shields and spears, trying to overwhelm Anneli and her unit. They had to dance back, out of the range of the spears. Anneli lashed out, killing a number of orcs in a few strikes. They began to inch their way over, but Anneli tripped over one of the corpses and went down, hard. Someone else began to bark out orders as she got to her feet... the wrong way. Anneli tried to show over the din of the battle, but it was too late: they had cut themselves off. Anneli stepped out, spear a blur, and took on the rest of the orcs by herself. The soldiers got away.
And it first it seemed to be going well! Anneli killed a few more orcs, and had them down to a manageable number... until one of them stabbed her in the gut. And then another one picked her up and slammed her into a nearby wall. She fell to her knees, gasping for breath. One of the orcs grabbed her by her hair, mourning the fact that his orders prevented him from drinking her sweet elven blood from her delicate elven neck.
Anneli drew her sword and gutted him in one smooth motion.
The others closed in. She was back on her feet. Ready.
A pillar of fire descended from the heavens amidst a whirlwind. The orcs who weren't utterly consumed ran around the wreckage, screaming, before falling over in a twitching mess of flesh, burns, and swiftly fading agony. Anneli fell to her knees, begging for mercy from whomever had just unleashed Hell. Anneli was encircled by someone's arms, and she heard Marian shushing her. Rocking in Marian's arms, Anneli told her she had failed: Nomi had the toy sword. Marian assured her that wasn't important, not right now, that she was just happy she'd found Anneli again. Anneli told her she needed to go back to the human's fort, that they were going to help her get stronger. Marian promised they'd go back, but first they needed to tend to her stomach wound.
When Salt saw Anneli she slapped her. And then Salt saw her stomach wound and hugged Anneli, weeping. They got her to Pyrite, who was able to stitch her up and disinfect the wound. They all resolved to make their way back to the human fort and figure out what they were going to do from there. Salt commented that even she was sick of the little hole they were in.
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