General Fontaine is the current ruler of Avras.
The traitor General Fontaine continues to refuse to see me. I believe he is now little more than a puppet of his “Queen”, an extraordinary pale beauty, who fills his head with visions of power and prestige. She must be dealt with immediately.
— Ambassador Duchess Mathilde to King Henry of Equitaine in 962 A.S. concerning the ruler of Avras. Shortly after this missive, an assassin was caught after failing to kill Fontaine’s wife.
King Louis: My dear Cantemont, how glad I am to
see you well. But where is our Commander, the
Duke of Gasconne? Is he still in the field?
Cantemont: Sad news, my liege. Gasconne is slain.
L: By the Lady, our nation is so much the poorer
for his loss. What news from the Crusade? Is the
C: My duty lies heavy upon me. But I will endeavour
to be direct. 4,000 knights followed us to
Avras. Fewer than 400 return with me. And
many of them are decidedly the worse for wear.
L: Surely it is not true. Were you not prepared for
General Fontaine and his meagre troops?
C: Indeed we were, my liege. At first we sent a summons
to parlay, as my lord instructed. But the
villain would not even treat with us. Immediately
we closed upon the city from the West, for the
honour of the Lady. But we weren’t expecting...
L: What? Tell us!
C: We weren’t expecting the zombies, your Grace.
L: Forgive me, did you mean to say zombies?
C: Yes, my lord. Very much so. We found the approaches
to the city impassible, as things pulled
men and horses beneath the murky water.
We believe there may have been some kind of
necromancy in play. A beautiful woman floating
above the filth and laughing at our efforts confirmed
our suspicions. But when our dear friend
Gasconne sought out the fiend it did not go well
for him. She devoured him in front of us... A most
L: My Lady! And yet you outnumbered them, did
you not? After all we spent...
C: Indeed. But our knights were driven into the
swamps by magical curses, and our horses became
mired. We were exhausted after a long
march and our heavy armour was ill-suited to
the boggy terrain. It was at this point that a
considerable number of our fallen countrymen
began to rise from where they’d fallen... Then of
course there were the nightmarish wraiths…
C: Something of that ilk, I’d rather not go into detail..
Many who were not slain took their lives in madness.
L: By the Lady... I must retire to prayer. Give the
survivors food and water. You are dismissed,
Cantemont. Go back to your family.
— Transcript of proceedings
at the Court of Equitaine, 960 A.S
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