Lady Vox

While many await anxiously and gather power in an attempt to take on the current High-Powered Dragons within the depths of Veeshan's Peaks, many of the citizens of Norrath remember that there are still two other Dragons out there that need to die, and as often as possible. That is why the Tribunal Council, an alliance of guilds on the Tribunal Server, decided that it was time for us to tackle the Self-styled Queen of the Northern Regions, Lady Vox.

The adventurers assembled and after clearing Vox's lair we moved in to begin preparations. The instructions were given and parties were formed. And then, the attack call was sounded! In a furious battle that lasted a mere two minutes but which seemed like an eternity, we felled the beast. Vox attempted to delay her death with the beginning of a Complete Heal but the combined might of the parties and the power of the Magicks we wielded were just too much. Her spell was interrupted, and then she fell.

People who participated were: Horammer, Shermann, Nives, Phisst, Gandain,

Snoop, Sanain, Ancil, Baguk, Sholto, Bladewind, Elfesse, Kaizo, Kalaz,

Splintercat, Lauvien, Raidian, Aindaen, Locyta, Brisance, Phunkbass, Qanamar,

Barbarian Warrior

Son of a chieftain from north Of Halas. Vagner left the Everfrost Mountains to seek his destiny. Marked with the vigor of youth and armed with a blade handed down to him by his father, he fought his way past the gnolls of Blackburrow and into the lands of Qeynos.

Though his reputation as a fierce slayer of gnolls grew, his destiny urged him to greater things. Joining with Halwain, cleric of Rodcet Nife, Vagner sought to cross the great continent of Antonica In search of his higher calling. With the hills of Qeynos to their backs, they entered the Plains of Karana.

The journey turned perilous when the two found themselves face to face with a beady-eyed werewolf that had found their campfire. Outmatched by the snarling foe, the two stood their ground until Halwain had run out of healing prayers and Vagner hung onto life by a thread. One arrow shot from the darkness, and then another flew forth, until finally the beast slumped to the ground with a shudder. A wood elf stepped quietly into the firelight, and then he kneeled before them to bind their wounds. “These lands are not safe for ones so young, and ones so … stubborn to retreat,” he chuckled. am Fyodor, “he said. “Rest tonight and tomorrow I shall guide you through the plains.”

Fyodor proved an invaluable guide, and once the two were safe in the Commonlands near the city of Freeport, he vanished as quickly as he had first appeared. Freeport provided a new source for adventure as Vagner’s company grew in number. Gifted in the ways of leadership, Vagner led the Wolves of Freeport — a company of heroes bound by common dreams and destiny — back to his homeland to answer the threat of oncoming war. The dragon Vox had assembled an army of ice giants and goblins to assault the barbarian city of Halas.

Victory, however, came at a price. After the bittersweet triumph. the Wolves of Freeport disbanded from his company one by one, returning home or seeking out other destinies. Wanderer. warrior and reluctant leader. Vagner now seeks to bring hope where only darkness exists. Though his enemy knows no specific name, his sword serves the greater good of Norrath and defends her against the persistent forces of evil.

The Scroll of the Burning Dead