The World of Layonara
Character Development => Development Journals and Discussion => Topic started by: Link092 on November 12, 2008, 08:16:15 PM
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Toran, Great Leader, grant me reprieve from the Soul Mother's Grasp...
I have completed my initiation. I have earned my plate and blade. I have left hempstead, traveling as I see fit with Toran's guidance in my heart. I was previously assisting the port city of Hempstead clearing they're sewers of foul vermin when I had chanced upon one I shall name as friend and Ally. Mor Eastleaf. While our gods have they're differences, we find common ground in the sole fact that we serve for a higher propose. He fights for Law, I fight against the evils of the world. I cannot help but to see the dual nature and irony of our circumstance.
"Dni Mor ert dni Lyyr..."
We work in tandem, while separate entities with different purpose. I know of the division that has occurred between our churches, but I feel that this is the beginning of a long partnership, and Toran willing, we will crush the evil forces threatening our lands.
Besides that, I have already felt the icy touch of the soul mother. While Toran has saved me from a terrible fate, I can already feel like my journeys to come will be long and hard, but my absolute faith in Toran shall guide me to the right choices.
Toran's Faithful,
Lyr T'ko
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My travels have crossed my path with the Daniella Stormhaven and Lance Stargazer. I also met a man by the name of Aeronn and Brandon. all but Aeronn are of the same faith as I. Aeronn took a more deliberate path of Law...
A man that I only know of as "Ni" or "N", has been digging up corpses, and disturbing the undead, wrecking havoc on the small town. we crossed him again, and Brandon inquired his full name, so we may complete the report. It did not go well, as he stood defiant, and the intrusion of a man in dark robes, a "Lord Domino", and a "Count Czukay". I am particularly worried about Czukay, as he was carrying a bloody skull about. I will need to file a much more elaborate report, as well as a description of the man in question.
Toran's Faithful,
Lyr T'ko
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I cannot fathom why they would provide refuge for a Dark Elf in the holy walls of The Temple. With what he has done, I would think The Rofirenites would have made far better judgement. I seriously doubt that he took any part in finding the Hand. He probably organized it! Nut I am honor bound, and I will fulfill my duty to the people and the temple. I have taken up guard around the temple now days, seeing that the Dark Elf's presence has not escaped the eyes of some. We we're attacked, and I was outside, patrolling! ho disgraceful. I am determined to not do it again. I will apprehend any intruders who come two harm others. No doubt though the attack was against the Dark Elf. I do not question the judgement of my superiors, but sometimes, I do wonder.
Toran's Faithful,
Lyr T'ko
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The people are restless around the city. I fear the judgement of my superiors will cause others to lose their faith in the Great Leader. I am truly worried. I had enough trouble quelling the crowds of people after that man came making a speech about his own deity, and insulting the Toran Clergy. That Dark Elf is more trouble than he is worth, but if it is Toran's will, I will help The Clergy get through this to the best of my abilities. Toran, I follow your command.
Toran's Faithful,
Lyr T'ko
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I have done many a strange things this past month or so.... Offering a wounded half-giant Shelter after confering with Marl? I -hate- Giants.... yet I could not let this one bumble around wearing rusted armor and wounded. He ran off in a terror after a woman came at him with a raised blade outside of Llast's walls.... People are so brash! Especially tall-folk!
I have left my report to be processed in the dealings of those bandits.... there was unusual activity going on at the time.... during which I met TOd again and one Larissa... a rather... -quirky- Lucindite... a charming lass with a blatent disrespect for my deity.... I forgive the fact that her magic is not touched by her god... *He grumbles anyways* then a Xeenite... I would never imagine being bothered by one like Brandon has been, but this was outrageous. I do not make my quarrel with those who are not of Corath's or Pyrtechon's ilk, but when those not seen in Toran's favorable light begin giving me blessings of their god, I get.... Irate, to say the least. Always something about living in "peace " with each other... *Snorts* Like I have said, I will not bring up religious differences... Toran has taught respect.. even amongst those unfavorables. I imagine she will learn in time... then again.... probably not....
After speaking with Shrowd, whom brought up a man I met way back.. Fehriel..... I have come to realize that maybe she told him? I was never "looking" for him, as he puts it.. just curious as to whether or not he has caused trouble... *Grumbles* He most definitely has.
But most notable... Has Toran heard my call for guidance? A dwarf fell in the red lights, and with help, he was brought up to the surface... I began tending to him immediately, and saw he was bleeding out fast... Whether it be a dwarf resilience, or a miracle guided by Toran own hand,, I still feel as if he was guiding my very actions through the wisdom he imparts through his teachings... I, or rather, Toran's might, revived the dwarf after fervent prayer... but that didn't contribute to my own health, having taken several arrows while clasped down by vines...I feel like I will be stuck at the temple recovering for at least a month... I was recovering, but then that brash fool Fehriel took me off to the Inn to rest, just when I was about to continue tending to the dwarf... He locked me in a room at the Inn. I was more worried about the dwarf than thinking, so I tried breaking through, but after getting the innkeeper's attention, I escaped... and hobbled off to the campsite. I had to make sure the dwarf lived!... and he did... but the escape cost me, as s wound or two split open while getting through the struggle... I passed out for some time, and awoke to find the dwarf gone... and some issues arising, but none that concerned me... The teifling Fehriel said something along the lines of how "I will be haunted by the fact that a demon-child saved me..." He acts with the ignorance of a young child! I care not if he has been cursed by demon blood, for like the half-giant, it is not his choice. but his ignorant actions surely enough make up for that nonexistent hate that he thinks should be there. Only he can deal with his inner demons... and those are far worse than any demon in material form...
Toran be praised, and may his eternal brightness be a guiding light for us and many in a world of chaos...
Toran's Faithful,
Lyr T'ko
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What does it mean to exist in peace? I must be walking these lands under Toran's divine protection, for I have encountered little in my journeys. Maybe it is a sign? Should I serve Toran in some other way? If not fight for him, should I walk among the people, speaking of his glory to the masses? I'll admit that for one my size, the path of a paladin is physically straining, but I stand fast, ready to serve his will. I have caught wind of rumors, things worth investigating, but weather and travel do not favor me.
I have yet to hear a response to my report sent to the Rofirenites about issues in Dapplegreen... maybe there is corruption in their ranks? Surely it is blasphemy to speak ill of our brethren in gold, but they solely stand for law. I do not doubt the good in their hearts, like Mor, but I am not entire sure. I would require more knowledge before I could pass such judgement on another.
Serving His Glory faithfully,
Lyr T'ko
~For Honor, and Duty
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It is coming. The dread that hangs in the air is almost thick enough to cut. I haven't been fully briefed on the situation, as I spend most of my time on the roads going from city to city, bringing some small comfort to the people of the small settlements that dot the map of Mistone. Even then, most have their doubts. Rumors spread like wildfire, and news seems to be that an army has landed on the western shore...
I go where Toran guides me, and now, I hear the call from the west. It will be good to be in the company of fellow Toranites once again. Should the time come and iron will clash iron, I will be there to share my Brother's and Sister's burden and fight to the death if needed.
with undying faith in His Glory,
Lyr T'ko