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    Noric Lyonstongue had left his post in Sestra and returned to the Nexus. The impending battle in Sestra was upon them, Noric moved swiftly though the Nexus to all corners of the Citadel commanding any off duty guards and all undead to move through the portal to Sestra and report to Marshal Datton.

    When he was satisfied that there was enough of the Black Hand and Colibrus forces sent to defend Sestra, he sat down briefly at one of the tables that he and Landristan had used to plan so many excursions against the Legion and Triad.

    He glanced briefly at the arched doors that led to the entrance of the Citadel. He knew beyond that door there was a hellish landscape that gave the Citadel a natural protection and that beyond that there was the tunnels that he and Landristan had fought Paladins who had inflitrated them in an attempt to gain access to the Citadel.......

    "Ah fuck me" he said out loud. "Guards!" he boomed. "Arm yourself and follow me!"

    He grabbed his greatsword and moved towards the arched door way that led to the Citadel entrance, his human heart beating loudly in his chect.

    "Whats going on?" one of the guards asked.

    "If I'm right then we are all going to die this day." relplied Noric

    Paladins of the Triad moved through the arched doors just as Noric finished speaking. Way more than Noric or the guards could take on and survive.

    Noric killed two within the first few seconds, but they were too many. Noric ordered his troops to regroup withing the Nexus and fight as long as possible. Noric moved towards the doors of the Nexus. He was hit many times by those Loyal to the Triad. He continued to fight, he knew that it was hopeless yet he did not stop.

    In his bloodlust to kill as many Triad as possible he called out to Colibrus and raged on them, but there were too many. For every one he killed two took their place. He fought as he backed up to one of the portals.. As he fell backwards through the portal he used one last instant of rage and swung his greatsword against the edge of the portal, destroying it as he fell through. The magic of the portal swept around him, yet he knew something wasnt right, he thought of his brother as he fell into darkness.
    Danté Swift: Archmagus and Marshal of Sestra.
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