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As you continue venturing up the mountain, you slowly see the world of Yuletide open itself towards you. Hiking is a demanding activity, and fatigue has started to set in. Yet it seems to magically alleviate itself as you gaze over the forests, the cities, the occasional smoke stack. It’s a delight to take in, but you realise that view would be better when you reach the very top. So slowly, but surely, you make your way up.
Your legs are sore, your equipment dirty and dAnkans EggNot is completely consumed. Yet, you’ve made it. The entrance of Drakberget. Its charred opening is fit for a dragon, and it seems to be guarded by some knights with the Kings emblem.
— “Wait, the Kingsguard are here?”
Indeed, in unison with dAnkan, you express your surprise. dAnkan even starts to shiver a bit and seems to want to hide their equipment a bit.
— “This isn’t good, you know what happened the last time I was confronted with the Kingsguard.” dAnkan nervously whispers.
— “I remember, and I also remember the back pain after carrying you from the oubliette whilst you were still out of it.” you answer back, slightly passive and also slightly aggressive.
— “You’re a good pal and maybe I still owe you one. Or well, owe you many. However, they seem to have blocked the entire road in front of us. We can’t get through unless we want to take the vertical path.” dAnkan whispers in an even more muted tone.
However, before you get to decide what to do, the Kingsguard takes notice of you.
— “Halt! An investigation is currently being conducted here. You may not step any further.” The closest Kingsguard commandingly shouts.
— “But we simply wish to pass. We need to enter this mountain.” you reply back to them.
— “To slay the dragon? A foolish mistake.” the Kingsguard answers.
Before you can reveal the Dragonic Runeblade: A Ghost Of Nightfall, what seems to be a little penguin appears. You blink, and Linus is in front of you.
— “Let me handle this. As thanks for the cellar. Again.” Linus says.
— “Can I get more EggNot?” dAnkan asks.
After a while, you are now able to walk up to the Kingsguard. dAnkan, now composed out of 35% eggnog, was sleeping like a shiny rock. However, it looks like you still can’t pass, and one of the Kingsguard speaks up.
— “Our esteemed relative to our King, Jacob King, has reported to us that there was a break in here. However, our investigation has been grinded to a halt. We noticed that we received a log from an unknown address but can’t find where they came from and what they did. What if they left a trap or something!? Until this matter is solved, it’s too dangerous to let anyone enter the mountain” The Kingsguard explains.
You nod and then theatrically look out at Yuletide. You start suspecting that something is not right.
You inform the Kingsguard of your findings, that the order to begin with seems to have been sent from some illicit actor, most likely from an old nemesis before thought beaten. Instead of digging deeper and losing track of your current goal you convince dAnkan, and yourself partly, to venture on to save Christmas. With only a few days left until Christmas eve as you approach the huge door.
Standing before it you look at each other, quite unsure of whether to knock or not. You decide it is most likely smarter to not knock, and so with all your combined might and perhaps just a bit of luck you manage to open the door slightly, enough for you both to take shelter inside from the looming darkness outside.