A man dressed in full body armor with the royal symbol across his chest walked into a pub late at night. Asked the bartender for some mead and where he could find the arcane archer who went by Vortex. He pointed to a lone table where he saw a man wearing long sleeved blue leather armor and black pants. He looks down and says " Are these the only shots you take now Vortex, or should I call you Damian."
The man looked up at the guy who spoke and said "I see you still know how to get under my skin Bamph. How are you doing brother?" said Damian.
"I came looking for you, Darius and the others are worried about you." said Bamph worriedly.
"There isn't anything you need me for anyways not after what happened." Damian replied.
"Forget about it now come on Phoenix, Roman, and Jericho need us to come with them for a trip to the sword coast isles, there seems to be trouble and it's up to us to stop it." the brother said about ready to hit Damian over the head with a mug.
"Alright" Damian replied. "Lets go."
As they left the tavern, three sets of eyes watched as the brothers walked out of the door.
"Are you sure this is the one the Sacred One desires?" said one of the goons. "Yes now come on we must make sure that our plan goes perfectly.
By the time they got to the docks, several figures were waiting for them. One of them spoke up, "It's good to see you again Damian" Said the pirate, "It's been way too long.
"You are right about that Roman, how have you four been? Keeping Cord and Jericho out of trouble are we?"
The woman spoke up "Yes and I see you somehow haven't gotten yourself killed."
"Phoenix" said Damian, "You haven't changed one bit." he said with a cheesy grin on his face, making the woman red with anger. After Phoenix was done simmering down, the group made their way aboard the ship to set sail across to their destination unaware of the three shadowy figures watched them from afar as they set off to put their master's plan into action.