Now reunited with Lucan, you must defeat Laricel, the Gatekeeper, and her horde of Chaos minions.
- Laricel the Gatekeeper (1A0)
- Trait: Dark Elf
- Archetype: Scout
- Attack: 2
- Defense: 3
- Dmg Bonus: +1
- Health: 15
- Game Text: This avatar gets +1 damage bonus for each of your ready abilities.
- Lore Text: Laricel holds guard over the ravaged gates of Diren Hold, now a fortress of Chaos. He is prepared to defend it against any intruder, so long as he feels it is profitable to do so.
- Illustrator: Leslie Minnis
- Gargoyle (1F17)
Game Start Lore
Daylight is failing as you climb another mountain pass upward, ever upward into Everfrost. Finally, you see ahead the massive gates of Diren Hold. From around the bend ahead comes Lucan D'Lere, mounted on his massive charger. He rides to you and dismounts.
'Laricel is making a stand in front of the gates,' he begins, without a greeting. 'It would have been foolish for me to attack alone. The High Elf was taken inside when he arrived. We'll have to defeat him to save her.'
Lucan's demeanor betrays his selfish motives for saving Firiona Vie. Unconcerned for her welfare, he seeks only vengeance against the Chaos Lords who invaded his domain. It is Freeport's reputation he is most concerned with saving. However, as they say, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.
A chill wind whips across the plain surrounding the fortress and a heavy, wet snow begins to fall. As the sun sets, dusk deepens into a stormy gloom. The Dark Elf Chaos Lord draws forth his mighty sword Silvertooth, which glows with magical energy. Beside him on either side are massive Chaos chimeras snorting fire, oblivious to the frozen climate.
'Oathbound, I hope you're up to this,' says Lucan. 'You proved yourself against the Harbinger of War, but this is a greater challenge.' He draws his massive sword and shoulders his shield. With a snarl, he adds, 'These fools will pay for embarrassing The Overlord.'
Laricel begins with two Chaos Chimeras in play, but you have Lucan on your side. Defeat the Gatekeeper and gain entrance to Diren Hold. However, if Lucan dies, you lose. (You also lose if you discard Lucan D'Lere from your hand.)
Game Win Lore
Laricel the Gatekeeper falls to the icy floor of the drawbridge, his wail cutting through the furious blizzard that engulfs you. The smoldering carcasses of Chaos Chimeras lie steaming on either side of him amid piles of rubble, the remains of all of Laricel's Gargoyles, ground to dust.
'You were a lot tougher than I expected, oathbound!' He laughs, maniacally, his beady eyes full of hate. 'You may have this day, but if you kill me, you'll never see your beloved Firiona again!'
He takes the key to the gates of Diren Hold and throws it to the edge of the drawbridge. Before it can sail into the abyss below, you leap and grab it. As you turn back to Laricel, there is a blinding flash, and only a dark stain remains where he had fallen a moment before. Laricel's cackling laughter pierces the icy peaks of Everfrost, his trail lost in the snow.
'Your victory is hollow, foolish mortals! The pure blood of the High Elf has already been spilled! You cannot stop the Chaos Lords from completing the ritual! Can you not already sense our vanguard marching, eager to make you and all of Norrath drown in rivers of your own blood?' You hear his cackling laughter roll over the icy peaks of Everfrost, his trail lost in the snow.
The Dark Elf may have lived to fight another day, but you will have to worry about that later. You rush through the dark gates of Diren Hold to find Firiona Vie.
You have defeated Laricel the Gatekeeper!
Game Loss Lore
You sink into the snow, Laricel's hideous cackling echoing over the frozen slopes of Everfrost Peak, the magical glow of his blade, Silvertooth, cutting through the furious blizzard.
'You were fools to think you could defeat me. Once again, Chaos triumphs!' He laughs, his cold words freezing over the howling night winds.
'I would kill you myself, but I must admit, it will be far more fun watching my pets rip you apart!'
His Chaos Chimeras scratch the icy stones of the drawbridge with their mighty paws and roar, charging forward as smoke spews from their slavering, howling jaws, snow swirling about their demon forms. Lucan readies his sword, exhausted but more determined to sell his life dearly rather than to have it be told he ran from a fight. Your last glimpse of him is lost in the fury of the storm.
As the Chimeras bear down upon you, each head eager to be the first to tear into your flesh, you are certain that Firiona Vie has already fallen victim to the cruel machinations of the Chaos Lords. Your failure to fulfill your Oath to the Tribunal and the ill-founded hopes of The Seventh Hammer weighs upon you like a mountain. Your last thoughts are of shame and disgrace.
You have been defeated by Laricel the Gatekeeper.