The World of Layonara
Character Development => Development Journals and Discussion => Topic started by: Alazira on September 22, 2009, 08:32:26 PM
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Being stationed at Fort Llast is wonderful so far. Upon arriving to my new post I was greeted by none other than Champion Daniella Stormhaven herself, or as she has given me permission to call her, Miss Daniella.
Miss Daniella gave me my first order and it was an easy one. The order was to see as much of the lands as I can. She then proceeded to show me around. We went out to Mariners Hold; to the crypts in Vehl where we fought skeletons, zombies and even a mummy; a place called Gloom Woods, where there was more undead; the Krandor crypts, which by the name you understand to be more undead; and a goblin cave in the woods where we fought goblins and giant blobs that I'm not really sure what were.
What I've learned is that the undeath problems in these lands are out of control. Don't get me wrong, there is lots of other evil in the world that needs to be dealt with in Toran's name, however there seems to be an over abundance of undeath.
In Toran's Grace,
Initiate Paladin Jillian Stuart
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Today I met M'Lord Lance Stargazer. It shocks me how these well known Champions and Paladins are so down to earth. M'Lord Stargazer was very personable and a real pleasure to meet up with. We chatted for a while and in the end he asked that if I saw his son, Argos Stargazer, to relay the message to come talk with him. Additionally, he mentioned that he had a student, Aarcus, and that it would be good for that student and I to spar sometime.
I'm sure this is what Toran has planned for me, but so far my orders since arriving have been very easy.
Initiate Paladin in Toran's Grace
Jillian Stuart.
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I was at the temple today and M'Lord Stargazer's son walked in. That assignment I mentioned in my last entry was really easy. It didn't even involve tracking him down.
However, while he was there, Marl gave us a mission. A traveling merchant in Toran's grace was attacked on the road in the wastelands. he was being seen to by the healers and would live, but it was our job to try to get his personal possessions back. So we (Argos and I) got a group together and reached the bottom of the caves, retrieved his belongings and returned. It was a good thing our group was superior to the goblins however, because it was a rather disorganized group.
Initiate Paladin in Toran's Grace
Jillian Stuart
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I was running errands in Fort Llast when I came across that student of M'Lord Stargazer's that I spoke of previously (Aarcus). We were having a pleasant conversation when we both received missives from M'Lord Stargazer.
Mine said to find Aarcus. What did I say about easy orders so far? His said to come up to a special shrine/training grounds to meet up with M'Lord Stargazer. Once there, we talked for a while. M'Lord Stargazer asked me again to spar with Aarcus and showed me how Aarcus' style is supposed to look. He offered me use of the training area anytime I wanted. I may take him up on it. It looked like a good place to work on my sword skills.
Initiate Paladin in Toran's Grace,
Jillian Stuart
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I happened across Aarcus again recently. I told him of my standing order from Miss Daniella to explore more of the world. He suggested he knew of a place to take me and lead the way to a gnoll for. Battle was intense, but with Toran's grace we all made it out alive and victorious.
When we returned to safety I pointed out where Aarcus went wrong on a maneuver of his, so that he could be aware it was something he was doing wrong and could fix it. Simply trying to give him some information so that he didn't get himself or someone else killed in the future.
He responded not with constructive criticism on my technique which would have been accepted, but in a more offensive way. I prayed to Toran to give me patience to deal with him. I believe he sent me Miss Daniella. Her arrival could not have been more perfectly times. I was just getting frustrated enough I might have lost my patience and she arrived telling us to follow her. She led us to the crafting hall where M'Lord Stargazer was.
I was prepared to let the subject drop, but the tension showed and Miss Daniella and M'Lord Stargazer told Aarcus to speak what was on his mind freely. I won't go into the details as they don't reflect well on Aarcus, but in the end I thanked Toran for sending Miss Daniella when he did, learned a few lessons myself, received a new Stargazer original sword and shield, was upgraded to Paladin, and obtained a brand new teacher.. Miss Daniella. I cannot believe the graces I am receiving.
After that Miss Daniella, Aarcus, Richard Watchman (another Toran follower) and I all went to fight undead in the Krandor crypts again.
Paladin in Toran's Grace
Jillian Stuart
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After helping a gentleman by the name of Eli push back the goblin threat near Hlint, I met up with Miss Daniella again. This time we went to another crypt known at "Storan's". There were lots of different undead that I had not seen previously in that crypt. This only goes towards my beliefs that these lands are under constant threat from undead.
Additionally, I moved out of the barracks in Fort Llast and into Miss Daniella's house. I'm renting a room from her. It is spacious and after the noise of the barracks almost too quiet. I'm torn between being in awe of living with Champion Stormhaven and being excited that I am surrounded by people of such great character.
Paladin in Toran's Grace
Jillian Stuart
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Another day another crypt. Miss Daniella asked me to meet her at the Krandor crypts again. I didn't know there was more undead hiding in that place than just the ones on the first level and the ones on the way to the acid throwing skeleton. Upon arriving there, it became apparent that Miss Daniella had put together a real group to rid the crypts. In addition to the two of us, Richard Watchman, Paladin Samuel Stormhaven, Miss Daniella's boyfriend (Chaynce), his little Deliarite halfling friend (kind of like a pet?), and some guy named Marec.
Marec tried to convince me that he he had all the values of a Toranite, but didn't actually follow Toran. What I read out of it was that he knew he was surrounded by Toran followers and wanted us to keep him alive if something were to go wrong.
Once we were all assembled we entered the crypt and defeated all the undead. About halfway thru M'Lord Stargazer showed up as well. It was extremely nice to see that many Toranite's fighting evil together.
Once the crypts were cleaned out Miss Daniella, Marec, Chaynce and his pet had some business to attend to. M'Lord Stargazer had heard some rumors about undead straying from the crypts in Storan onto the road and into populated areas, so we went to investigate that.
When we arrived, M'Lord Stargazer put Paladin Stormhaven in charge and I have to admit he did a good job at telling people what their jobs were and making sure that they were followed. He showed great potential at being a leader. But that has to be anticipated, considering the family he comes from.
Despite his excellent leadership skills, I perished inside the crypts. That was my first death and it was an experience I don't care to repeat.
I returned to the crypts and to my party, we defeated the last of the undead and proceeded back to Fort Llast Road. I feel kind of bad for Paladin Stormhaven. His sister (Miss Daniella) said told him before she left to watch out for me and to keep me safe. Then he was put in charge and I died. I tried to tell him it wasn't his fault and that he did a good job as leader, but he left after that. I believe he was going to pray on the matter at the temple.
M'Lord Stargazer also believed my death was his fault. He said he was slow on a potion that might have saved my life. In the end, my death was my fault for not being good enough in battle. I will practice and work harder to try to make sure this doesn't happen again.
From Storan's we went to a place called Dragon Isles where we once again met up with Chaynce and his pet. Chaynce was even talking about building a barn for his pet. I know it isn't polite to call the halfling a pet, but that is what he was being treated as.
We went onto the island and fought minotaurs. It was a difficult fight, but well worth the experience. On our way out of the minotaur caves Miss Daniella joined us again, but Chaynce and his pet had to leave.
From there we fought some giant mushroom kind of people who seem to have the ability to confuse people. Before we knew it Miss Daniella and M'Lord Stargazer were attacking each other. They did serious damage to each other before they managed to regain their wits. I think my favorite line for the entire trip was when Miss Daniella looked to M'Lord Stargazer and said "Did I? Did you? Did we?" It was a priceless moment to watch their faces.
The more time I spend here in Fort Llast and the surrounding areas the more I learn. I finally do believe it is only a matter of time until I am as proficient in battle as either Miss Daniella or M'Lord Stargazer.
Jillian Stuart,
Paladin in Toran's Grace
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It seems Ft. Vehl had some trouble recently. One of their prisoners escaped. The local guard asked those of us present to track the escapee and return him to custody. There were approximately 10 adventurer types present, five of which were Toranites. Miss Daniella and M'Lord Stargazer were present. In addition to them, I also met another Champion of Toran, Clarissa and a Priestess of the All Watching, Rose.
The group was difficulty getting a starting point. Because of that, the others and I spent hours questioning people around town. We finally tracked down the escapee. He was being guarded by a group of very deadly rogues.
Before we knew it, we were mid-battle. The combat was hectic and deadly. The enemies seemed to appear out of no where. I nearly fell several times, but Priestess Rose used Toran's grace to keep me standing and fighting. Unfortunately, two members of our group died including Miss Daniella.
Priestess Rose raised her, but was unable to help the other gentleman. once everyone was patched up, we pushed forward and came upon a man who fit the description of the escapee.
Champion Clarissa persuaded the gentleman to admit who he was and to come with us willingly. In the end, we retrieved the escapee and returned to to where a proper trial could be held and justice could be followed up on. Miss Daniella told me I did a wonderful job in taking charge about getting the information.
After a short stay in Ft. Vehl and the escapee situation was handled, Miss Daniella, Clarissa (as she requests to be called informally), Eli, and I decided to go cleanse the Krandor crypts again. I am finding that I spend a lot of my time these days cleansing crypts and putting undead to rest.
I find myself planning to Miss Daniella about the possibility of looking into the Order of the Shining Hand. I spend almost all of my time in these lands fighting undead and their mere existence angers me. It feels that I spend half my life in a crypt or fighting undead since I left Huangjin.
After cleansing the Krandor crypts again I headed in the direction of Krashin. Miss Daniella had a group of Toranites and allies headed into the Frozen Marshes near there. She was in search of a person last seen in that area. Apparently this person had some information that she needed. We did not find the lady she was looking for, but we did find more undead. These seems to come right out of the water of the marshes. No crypt for these undead. They were extremely tough undead. It was my job to protect the mage and archer, which I did. Although the mage, Miss Elohanna, kept walking into the middle of the fray. I had to remind her several times that she was not to be in the middle of battle.
Jillian Stuart,
Paladin of Toran
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There is a gentleman by the name of Fi Poetr. He is the brother of my housemate Daniel Benjamin. I met him some time ago. I was told by Captain Trent in Port Hempstead that the kobolds in the Hempstead field area were causing trouble for the locals. So I asked Fi if he would be willing to help me put an end to that trouble. He agreed and we went and helped Captain Trent out with that problem. Captain Trent gave us a small reward that was completely unnecessary, but welcome nonetheless.
After taking care of the Kobold threat, Fi and I went to Gloom Woods and destroyed the abominations that live there. I wonder if the feelings that go through me when I kill undead are natural. I intend to speak with my teacher on the subject.
Jillian Stuart,
Paladin of Toran
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I came across that Fi Poetr gentleman again. He was happy to keep me company on the trip I had planned into the Krandor crypts. Shortly after entering the second level of the crypts Fi asked for a rest. We headed back to the top to rest and came across Daniel Benjamin. Daniel Benjamin and Fi had some brotherly conversation until a gentleman named Emwonk something joined us as well.
We decided as a group to go cleanse the crypts. We were fighting well as a group, until it went bad. In the room opposite the room where the acid throwing skeleton lives, the whole party died except me. I am ashamed to say that after everyone else perished, I fled the room. I am not sure how I managed to move so fast while I was so hurt, but I did. By the time I reached the entrance to the crypt, bandaged my wounds, and took a short rest, Daniel Benjamin had returned from the bindstone.
I helped Daniel Benjamin return to the place where he died and killed the abominations that killed the party. After helping everyone return to the places of their deaths and clearing out the area of undead we went to where the ogres live near Ft. Llast, over the bridge.
Once that was complete, I went back to Ft. Llast to pray on what happened.
Jillian Stuart,
Paladin of Toran
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There is something going on that I am completely in the loop on. Miss Daniella warned me of evil doers that may come after me to get to her. I think she is in greater trouble than she is letting on. She doesn't sleep well anymore, when you look at her she always looks exhausted. I am tempted to ask Marl to cast some sort of sleep spell on her just so that she can get some rest.
We went to a place that some called the Broken Halls in Whitehorn Forrest last night in search of Corathite activity. It seems an odd location, but I have no doubt it is all wound up in this together. In this place we fought big rats and mummies. Another place in this world that has undead roaming the area unchecked. It makes me wonder how good a job the Shining Hand is doing considering the amount of undead everywhere. However, forgive me Toran, I should not think like that.
We did not find anyone there, just rats and mummies, but Miss Daniella did not seem to take that as a positive sign. It makes me wonder what she and M'Lord Stargazer know. I am sure it will come out in good time, but will it be before bad things happen?
Jillian Stuart,
Paladin of Toran
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The house is unsafe. Miss Daniella was attacked in our own home. She is staying at the temple for now and I've made arrangements to stay in M'Lord Stargazer's barracks until we can secure the house.
Miss Daniella needs help with whatever she is fighting. I wish she would include the rest of us to help her. If my read on her is right though, she doesn't trust anyone.
Jillian Stuart,
Paladin of Toran
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I met with a priestess, Lucia Drake, recently. She has Toran's grace as well. I met her outisde of the goblin caves in the wastelands. She was with a halfling fellow. Fianon (who was traveling with me), Priestess Drake, the halfling fellow and I went into the caves. We made it down to the third level before we decided it was wisest to turn around.
On our way back out we heard chanting coming from the side room. We were all basically out of protections, but we couldn't leave the evil there, so on we went. We all lived, defeated all the goblins and undead they had created. There was something left behind that glowed and radiated evil. Priestess Drake prayed to Toran for his guidance. I tried pouring a bottle of holy water I had with me over the item. It helped, but did not extinguish it. I took a few minutes and prayed for a blessing from the All Watching. I used his blessing over the item and I could feel the evil disapate.
We had to fight extensive guards on the way out, if the numbers of goblins we had to defeat in order to exit were any indication, we stopped something important from happening.
I feel the All Watching has been directing me to put my efforts into destroying undead abominations. Ever since I left Huangjin, I have been fighting undead practically non-stop. However, to fight undead in the goblin cabes in the presence of a Priestess of His.. I believe that to be a sign from Him.
Upon coming out of the caves, I ran into Miss Daniella. I asked for a few minutes of her time with the intentions fo discussing this with her. We were off to a fight, but agreed we would talk later.
A group of us (Fianon, Miss Daniella, Chaynce, Alton, Razeriem, and I) faught spiders and then went to a place called the Ore Hills. Miss Daniella needed gold and Chaynce needed the Topaz. After that it was a trip through the desert for more topaz.
During the whole trip I was thinking back to the event with the undead andmaking a decision. I believe it to be the right decision because I felt Toran's power grow in me while I was in the desert.
Jillian Stuart,
Paladin of Toran
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I have been working on my tinkering lately. It is a skill that is needed by the Toranites. M'Lord Stargazer took me to the desert to get sand to work on making rods. I had a good time just talking of nothing with him.
Keira, Lance's housekeeper, is ill. Since I'm temporarily living at Lance's house due to the attack at Miss Daniella's, she has taken me under her wing and is very mothering. I'm very fond of her. I hope she pulls through this. Lance has also taken in a young girl named Myla. She is a darling. Lance apparently rescued her from a den of vampires. Despite that, the girl is fairly balanced.
Lance (as we have agreed to go by our first names) came back to chat while I was working the sand we got. While we were in their, Miss Daniella and Chaynce came in. It came out that they thought that Lance and I were secretly dating. I have never noticed Lance noticing me that way. I thought we were friends, but there was one slip of the tongue during the discussion that makes me wonder. He said that whether we date was my desicion. Wouldn't that be our decision? Anyway, I think I accidently hurt him when I asked about his ex. He ended up leaving in tears before we could get everything back on flat ground. So, it should be a bit awkward next I see him. I hope our friendship makes it through this.
Jillian Stuart,
Paladin of Toran
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I am not the best at finding the time for my journal. It has been years since my last entry. Lots has happened.
My personal life is still confusing. Somehow between my last entry and now, I have fallen in love with Lance and become the closest thing his daughter knows to a mother. Lance and I have shared quiet conversations, picnics, foot rubs, shouting matches, etc.
I came home from one such fight to see the house filled with recruits, initiates really. It seems like so long ago now that I was an initiate. They looked so young. However, some of them still needed manners drummed into them. Lance wasn't home, so Kiera asked me to do it. She introduced me to those initiates as Mistress of the house, Paladin Stuart. I was partially baffled and embarrassed at the introduction as it isn't entirely proper to be the Mistress of a house that you or your husband doesn't own. I suppose she did it because Lance never got around to having light fixtures put in or buying furniture. I hired someone for the job because the house was simply not a home without it. Anyone, I didn't show my bafflement or embarrassment. The boys were not keeping their eyes in appropriate places. So I put on my serious face (The I'm going to kick your butt if you don't do as I say face), and let them know that was not acceptable behavior under this roof. Some of the boys looked confused (the innocent ones) and some of them looked like they might soil themselves. Problem solved.
Lately, I told him I cared for him more than I should. He went running. I thought I had my answer, until next I saw him. Then he was kissing my forehead and being attentive. I think Lance is very confused and still hung up on his ex. I would leave him his space to figure things out, but I can't leave Myla.
Myla is Lance's adopted daughter. He found her in a vampire den and despite some nightmares; she turned out a fairly normal child. *stops to smile to herself* She can find trouble anywhere, is almost as hard headed as I am, and keeps all the adults of the household on their toes. She is a true gem. My duties to Toran shall always come first, but Myla is family now, relation or not.
I found her wandering Leringard a few months ago, because she was "bored". Anything could have happened to her, but she doesn't see it that way. Her teenage life will make me go grey for sure, but I will enjoy every minute.
A new priest has been stationed in Fort Llast. His name is Mark Stanley. He is a quiet fellow, but always seems willing to help aid me in my endeavors for Toran. My somewhat normal group of people of people to do Toran's will with include:
Miss Daniella (needs no explanation or introduction)
Mark Stanley (just mentioned above)
Priest of Toran, Acilius -- He is... well I am not sure how to characterize him. He doesn't seem to exactly go out of his way to help everyone. He follows Toran's laws.. just not in a way I've seen others do it.
Richard Watchman -- He is a darn good (if not, very speedy) wizard. He often quotes the onocodo when he is nervous. He is a good man. He is a follower of Toran, but holds no actual place in the church. He is smart and thoughtful on most subjects.
Priest of Rofirein (and former house mate) Daniel Benjamin Poetr -- He often gets hung up on procedure as opposed to what is truly good in the world, but that is expected of a Rofirein, even more so than us "Stuffy Toranites". He is recently married with a new daughter. He is a great help and good addition to our little group.
Aarcus -- Lance's student. Shows up sometimes. We usually end fighting. He hasn't learned to take order... or use his brain. One can't give orders until they can take them. And he doesn't do either well, no matter who is giving them. But that is a story for a different day.
Lance spends more time alone than with us and he doesn't need introduction.
Argos is almost never with us, but bear mentioning. He is gaining great strength from Toran. He is applying AGAIN for membership into the Order of the Long sword.
Quantum Winword is back. He told me to simply call him "Q". It feels odd calling someone who I read about in my history books as not only their first name, but a nickname.
Daniella, Lance, Richard, Acilius, and Daniel helped me with a mission I was given. I applied for membership into the Shining Hand. They got shorthanded and started having applicants take care of things. The mission they sent me on was one that already had two failures. There was a ship that was brought inland by the recent Tsunamis. Someone had turned it into what the Shining Hand dub a "meat locker." Basically, they trapped/created a bunch of undead in a warded ship and were going to let the wards drop and the undead out to flow into Hempstead to kill people. So my friends/comrades went with me to investigate this. A short ways from the meat locker we ran into what killed my predecessors, a Banshee. All but Lance and Miss Daniella were instantly knocked unconscious at just one wail of the banshee and this is where I differed from my predecessors. I brought help. My friends destroyed the banshee and saw to our wounds. It was then that we found the bodies of the others. I felt in my heart that Toran wanted us to bury the bodies. So we did, before heading to the meat locker.
We got the wards to drop and entered it. The information was correct. There were undead everywhere. In the end, we killed them all and destroyed the power source that kept them lingering, but several fell in the process. Had that been unleashed on the town of Port Hempstead there would have been too many casualties to count.
When I reported back that the mission was complete and the dead buried, I was welcomed into the Shining Hand at full Beacon status. I am very proud of this, but am not so naive that I don't realize the power in friendship.
Very shortly after my success at joining the Shining Hand, I went to the Pitts of Strife with Lance and Miss Daniella and a crew of others I don't know well. Lance has been given a task. The leaser of Fort Mitrix (Toranite) was being haunted for lack of a better word by a long dead Toranite judge. This judge was among the dead in the Pitts. We spoke with him and found out long ago that the Lucindites punished him (for being too lawful and following Toran's code too well) by making him be the counter part in a prison designed to keep a lich from getting free. The judge was asking to be freed. He basically said he was punished for being true to Toran and wished all this time later to be released so he could be with his love. The decision by the party was to do such. So now it is only a matter of time before a lich is released upon Layonara. The only upside to that is, that if we defeat him in full lich form... then he will be dead for good and unable to keep coming back as he is known to do. We are all frantically trying to solve the puzzles left behind so that we can kill the fiend once and for all.
Miss Daniella asked me to join her a while after returning from the Pitts to help cleanse a tower in the Dapplegreen of undead. The area had been blocked off by Gallant Gauntlet's Shining Hand. They had quarantined it while waiting for reinforcements to arrive and also to find the previous owner of the tower to see if he had any answers. Beacon Isabelle Stridewith showed up at the appointed time and said that all the Shining Hand members were too busy to destroy these abominations. They had been quarantined for a few months already. So of course we (Tyra Dragonheart -- the owner; Andrew William Reid -- her friend and Ilsarian; Mark; Richard; Miss Daniella; Lance; Acilius; Iellwyn -- Lance's ex; and a high ranking Rofireinite, I forget the name of, said we would take care of the problem. We were told it was Shining Hand business. When I informed her I was a Beacon as well, she ordered me not to. I had a few problems with that. First, I am not in Gallant's Gauntlet. Second, I took an oath to kill undead. Basically, I am to kill undead over most anything else. It is the number one priority. So, leaving those there, when we had the power to destroy them wasn't an option. So destroy them we did and destroyed the magic that made them keep coming back. A few of us fell in battle, but were resurrected. Afterward, while talking to Beacon Stridewith, she slipped and inferred heavily that they had tortured the previous owner for information. Well, we are good people (Toranites), we shouldn't be torturing anyone. Isabella threatened to bring charges against me for insubordination if we brought up the torture thing. I left that day and went straight to my new mentor in the Shining Hand and filled her in on it all. Both she and her boss said they backed my decisions completely.
Ironically, this leads into what happened a few days ago. I received a missive from Miss Daniella, who requested I come straight away to Huangjin. We (Miss Daniella, Mark, Richard, Q, Chaynce, Acilius, Daniel Benjamin, and I) went in front of the Asuculture. Miss Daniella told him her whole story as to why she thought Gallant's Gauntlet was corrupt (including my run in with Isabella). It was a great and wonderful and horrible night. The Ausculture actually knew who I was and said he was expecting great things from me. He took Miss Daniella's story fairly well. In the end, he ordered a strike force to be sent for Anne Ravenwind (Miss Daniella's former mentor turned Corathite Priest), Beacon Isabelle Stridewith taken into custody and investigated, and assigned a watch dog to Gallant. He then kicked us from the room and spoke to Miss Daniella alone. I am not aware of what was said (she was sworn to secrecy), but I can read Miss Daniella's body language enough to know the Ausculture assigned her something big to do. She told me that we don't have to fear within our church anymore, that the danger is not there. I got the impression we have outside problems. I have told Miss Daniella I would help her see this thing thru. So I'm in it. Even if I am not sure what "it" is. So, for now I am on assignment to help Miss Daniella. Because of that, I'm not going on the strike force to get Anne. However, if half the worry I read in Miss Daniella is accurate, I'd rather stay by her side or within short falcon distance.
In Toran's Grace,
Beacon Jillian Stuart
The last few weeks have been stressful. We are sitting around waiting for the unknown. Finally a few days ago, we did something. We were asked by Lord Mandrin to join the strike force on Anne and the Corathites. We were going to go, when a teenage boy arrived at the temple asking for help. Miss Daniella declared her intentions of helping the boy and not going on the strike force. There were some mumblings among the group, but in the end, the Ausculture wants us to help Miss Daniella in anything she chooses and those mumbling were reminded of that by several, including Lord Mandrin himself.
Turns out the boy and his family were so poor they were literally starving to death. The boy had already lost one young sibling. The cause of the starvation was a land dispute. So we got food, clean water, clothes, etc. together and went to investigate and help.
In the end Miss Daniella, Daniel Benjamin, and Richard worked out a deal with the neighbor while Samuel (Daniella's brother), Mark, Aarcus, Acilius, Q and myself helped fix things around the house, farm, babysit, etc.
Somehow I thought that with my experience of my little sisters and Myla that I would be relegated to primary babysitter, but ironically enough Master Q took first shift with the kids and played marbles with precious gems and Samuel and I split the boys and girls up for chores, showers, and naps.
The two families won't starve anymore and are friends now because we took a little time to help.
Jillian Stuart,
Beacon of Toran
It seems that even though I am not away from Miss Daniella more than a few days at a time if I can help it, that my undead slaying time is up even higher than usual. I think it is because the rest of the Shining Hand is on mission elsewhere.
I've made a few trips to the frozen marshes (where I am told I was like a kid in a candy store because I enjoyed killing the undead so much), several trips to Krandor Crypts, a few to Storans', a trip to a place referred to as the Temple of an Ancient Lich (I didn't see a lich), and even fought ghouls and ghasts outside Hlint. (There was a problem with them being raised and getting free to attach caravans on their way to Hlint and the city itself).
I think Master Q and Miss Daniella are both stepping up the patrols because of the absence of the Shining Hand, because it is with the two of them that I am making most of these trips.
I am either very paranoid or vampires are out to get me. I have seen them in the caves outside Haven; outside Gloom Woods; Lance got Myla from them; there was practically an army of them at the temple of an Ancient Lich. They seemed to come out of the woodwork and even blocked the exits; some attached us in the frozen marshes; etc. Every time I turn around, vampires are involved.
Myla sees me as her mom I think and I'm not sure what to think about that. I don't mind being there for her, but my work with Toran is important and balancing motherhood with being a Beacon may cause me some severe problems in the future. She is a handful, but I do love her dearly. I think it would be hard not to love her. I worry about her. She still has nightmares even after all this time. I wonder if she'll be haunted by her early childhood forever.
As for Lance, I still am completely confused. We did make it through a trip that included his ex where he didn't ignore me the whole time. So there is progress. Only time will tell I think.
I should be heading out.
In Toran's Grace,
Jillian Stuart
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Lately helping Miss Daniella has been an interesting expedition. We just got back from a small town where a "Priest" of Toran had the town believing all kinds of weird things. He convinced them to give their children to him to send off to join the Toranite armies. However, he simply locked them in his basement. He was also taxing them for the same supposed reason. We found that money under the floor boards in his basement as well. He had them for worship services several times a day, but his services were scary. His idea of what Toranism is, well it is far far from anything I've ever seen before. He had the town convinced that anyone who saw things differently from him had evil in them and was therefore wrong. I believe at some point, he was a good priest of Toran, but was corrupted himself. The town was all poor and barely able to live with him taking all their spare money. They all missed the children (who he was warping daily with his version of Toran). He wasn't taking into account any of the recent changes of Toran belief. We took him into custody and back to Ortheus. His second in command, upon realizing what he did wrong tried to kill himself, but Miss Daniella was able to stop him. The details were worked out while a couple of us went to free the children. It does seem that Toran was wise in giving me little sisters and Myla, considering how often I come across children and need to be able to calm them or keep them happy.
Before we arrived there though, we stopped at a Rofirein temple. We were asked to by the local priest. He says he knows what our mission is and while he was talking our (the Toranites) powers kept waning in and out. From how all the upper echelon of Toranites are acting and the words this man used, I believe that this mission is for Toran himself, to help him directly from some tragic thing. I am slightly confused on how taking care of all the small jobs helps him directly, unless of course it just frees up his time or shows others how good we are as a faith. I really don't know. I wish Miss Daniella was free to tell us, at least a few of us closest to her, what exactly we were doing.
A while after that, we were in Huangjin when we heard rumor of two very different, very bad things happening at once. We had to make a choice who to help. The first was that an orphanage of children were attacked in the middle of the night and everyone who worked there and all the children save one were killed. No real leads. We were asked to go investigate that and see what we could do to find those responsible and bring them in for trial. However, just as we were getting ready to do that, we also received word of a small town outside Audria that was dying of a horrible disease. We had to make a choice, help bring justice to those who killed the children or have mercy and try to save those still alive. To me, the decision was easy. You help those that live before seeking vengeance. So we got supplies together and headed toward the outbreak. Almost immediately upon getting there, Daniel fell ill, even with his protective magics in place. Miss Daniella was trying to heal a diseased person, and I put my will and prayers behind her.. and the man was healed. That wasn't the best thing to do, because then we were mobbed with diseased people wanting the cure. Mark soon fell ill as well. Lana and I went to the mines, where the healers were and tried to find out where the disease started. We were told the wells in town. We returned back, just in time to see Miss Daniella waist deep in the local watering hole. I jumped in, and again put whatever prayers and will I had in to helping her (though, being as close as she is to Toran lately, I don't think I was really needed either time) and we managed to turn the water into the cure. People flocked to the water and were cured almost instantly. We quickly got Mark and Daniel into the water, and the town was healed. Of course we didn't make it in time to save everyone, but we did save a lot of them. Or should I say that Toran saved them, because the next problem was that the town thought that Miss Daniella did it and built a statue and shrine to her. She had to explain things to them, that it was Toran and not her that deserved the praise... or even the Aerdinites and Az'attans who had tried to help as well. In the end, I think they understood.
As for my personal life, every time I stop at home these days Myla is getting into new trouble. I came home to find "artwork" on the bathroom wall one day. She wanted to add it to the art show that Leringard was having shortly after that. I had to actually ground her. Of course, grounding didn't work, because she snuck out and actually attended the art show without an adult. She once promised me she would not leave the house without an adult again, so she broke her promise. I have to figure out what an appropriate punishment is for her and get her to understand that she is a child and has rules to follow. Otherwise, she is going to be a spoiled brat and we'll forever be cleaning up her messes. I will need to speak to Lance on the subject.
In Toran's Grace,
Jillian Stuart
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To pick up where my last journal left off, which is admittedly a while ago, I finally know why Miss Daniella was so concerned about the mission she was tasked with. Apparently Rofirein raised Toran into power, but placed a condition on it when he did. If ever Rofirein thought that Toran had strayed too far from his original goals that he would create a series of tasks for one of Toran's chosen to complete, to test if they chose correctly. Toran chose for Miss Daniella to be his one chosen. If she failed the tests, Toran would have lost his godhood. Thankfully, we succeeded and most people aren't even aware of what we did.
Miss Daniella has opened a school to help teach young Toranites how to act. Basically how she taught me, but on a younger basis and helping multiple children at once. They have come along well since their first arrival. I am a teacher, along with Miss Daniella and Lance. We are simply teaching them about leadership, making the hard choices, undead, speaking to Toran, etc. Basically all those things we use on a regular basis. Most of them are coming along well. There are a few that are hard headed, but that can be a good thing in its own right. When they graduate, I think we will have a good bunch of Toranites to help do good.
More recently than that, I volunteered to be security at an auction I was already planning to attend. A lady by the name of Lady Saida attended. I knew the moment I saw her that she was evil to her core. I was honestly just hoping we could get her out of the room that I was responsible for keeping safe. She did leave, without much incident, except that she took the time to personally threaten me. Daniel tells me that she is powerful at dominating magics. His voice when he spoke of her took on an air of fear. So I am taking precautions in my safety. I haven't really been home since due to the fact that the children from the school are there, though Miss Daniella is trying to convince me that I should.
I got word not long ago from the Shining Hand. We had a mission. It asked me to report for something big. When the orders came in, I was with Riley (longer information of Riley to follow), and he asked if he could go along for his own edification, but I think it was more to keep an eye on me to keep me safe. The limited information I got about the mission made me think that magics might be involved, so I asked Richard to join me as well. When we arrive, the group split up and I was to lead a group to investigate and see if I could find and deal with the problem. The problem was that local animals were being spotted by reliable sources (Retired Beacon "Beak") that appeared to be rotting, yet still alive. We checked into it and did indeed find animals with that description and followed the trail of animals and information back to a cave filled with an evil acolyte, a bunch of elves with the same problem, and a giant magical machine that created and transported these elves. We captured the acolyte of Corath and took him into custody and sealed off the cave. The acolyte said that in order to destroy his machine that someone of pure heart had to kill an innocent and let their blood drip into the machine. We were fairly certain he was telling the truth as Richard had dominated him, but I couldn't bring myself to do such actions without checking with my command to see if they could come up with another way to destroy it. So we left it guarded and headed back to where we separated with my captain from. That's where we are now, camping on our way back.
Since my last entry Miss Daniella, Lance and others have gone to war. While away defending innocents in the war, Chaynce died his last death. Miss Daniella is grieving. It almost hurts to see her most of the time now. I miss Chaynce, but mostly I miss him for Miss Daniella.
My personal life has been a mess since my last entry, but appears to be heading toward a positive road. First Daniel started flirting with me, but told Miss Daniella that he was only using me to make himself feel better after his ego was bruised with his wife leaving him. Then a few months later (after apologizing for the first go round), he came up to me at that auction I spoke of earlier and told me that I was the second best lady he knew, second only to Miss Daniella and asked me out again. Who tells someone they are asking out that they are the second best? Anyhow, I didn't know what to tell him to not hurt his feelings, so I told him I'd think about it. I was fairly certain he hadn't insulted me on purpose. Before I could get him an answer, he then took back the asking out because he apparently isn't able to date now due to his oaths and he hadn't figured that out before asking me out. I am glad that I stayed away from him now, as he is nothing but trouble walking when it comes to relationships.
Coming fresh out of this, I met a Paladin named Riley Alexander. He was in strange company when I met him (Ilsarians), yet I still liked him. He was polite and had manners like a Paladin should. After having us end in the same traveling party several times, he asked my permission to get to know me on a social basis better. I feel bad for him, because I didn't trust him. Since men have a habit of using me to make themselves feel better, my response wasn't exactly the welcoming he was hoping for but in the end after many questions, I agreed. We got to know each other better and I thought we were at the stage that I was finally ready to call him my boyfriend and he presented me with a ring. I thought it might be a promise ring or something along those lines and he intended it to be an engagement ring! He asked me to marry him... standing in a bank... with a ring I paid for. *smiles face drawn here* I sort of panicked on him. He is clueless in women, but that is kind of a good thing because it just means he hasn't done any of this with another woman before. In the end that day, we agreed that instead of an engagement ring, which I wasn't able to accept, that we'd just call it another step in our relationship. He thinks I'm his soul mate. I'm mostly just happy around him, want to spend time with him, and all of those other gushy things, but the idea of soul mate and engagement rings makes me panic. He is a good man and he is understanding that I'm ... skittish with men. He thinks Daniel is a dolt. I think we'll work thru this, but he's just going to have to move slower, because it feels like we're flying through this courtship after all the years I spent alone.
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//Not actually posted in her journal.. just an entry of rp.
Jillian walks hand in hand with Riley thru the town of Huangjin. She occasionally points something small out as a place she used to play or something along those lines. She leads you to a modest, yet well kept home. Upon arriving, she hesitates outside the door. "One last chance to turn around and run, like any sane person would do." She waits for him to make some comment or assurance that he wants to go in. "Just remember, I said that I thought this scarier than the dark elves we just fought." She doesn't bother to knock. She simply takes a deep breath and opens the door, hand still in his dragging him in behind her hollering out loudly "Mom?! Dad?!"
A pretty lady who bears remarkable resemblances to Jillian, yet is obviously older and hair going grey steps into sight from another room. Her hair is pulled back into a bun and she is wearing a dress with an apron over it. At the sight of Jillian her eyes light up and she squeals running toward Jillian, throwing her arms around her. Jillian swirls her mother around once and then sets her on her feet and steps back. Jillian is without a doubt happy to see her mother.
As she steps back, she puts a hand on Riley's shoulder. "Riley, this is my mother. Mrs. Abygale Stuart. Mom, this is my friend, Paladin Riley Alexander."
As soon as her mother stops long enough to realize that Jillian has a guest with her, Abygale's eyes light up. She looks up at Riley, who is significantly taller than her and smiles widely. "Well aren't you a handsome one? And you've even got my daughter to wear something other than platemail? Well you are certainly welcome here." She never lets him get a word in edgewise.
She takes his hand and leads him further into the house, hollering out herself. "Rick! Come see who Jillian brought home!"
Jillian has turned about 18 shades of red at this point and has tried several time to hush her mother and been shut down each time. Her eyes plead with Riley.
Abygale turns to Riley. "You interested in my daughter?" Although she asks the question, she doesn't actually give Riley time to answer. "Of course you are. She never brings men back here. Well, there was that one time she brought the Ilsarian, that sweet Andrew boy and his lady love, the elf Elohanna and with them that Priest of Rofirein, Daniel Poetr. But, you.. it's just the two of you, and you are such a handsome man. Even my daughter must have noticed that." Her gaze switches over to Jillian. "You have haven't you?"
Jillian's face is in her hands. "Toran, please. I ask of you patience. Either that or to silence my mother. Whichever you feel more fit."
Abygale asks her question again. "You have noticed how handsome he is, haven't you Jillian."
Jillian looks to Riley. "This was a bad idea. I apologize. I never thought my mother would embarrass me this way." The last was said pointedly to her mother, even though she was looking at Riley.
Abygale speaks over her. "Answer me Jillian Rose Stuart."
Jillian sighs and her eyes roll heavenward in prayer. "Toran..please. Yes mother. A blind woman would notice how handsome Riley is."
Just then, the man who is obviously Rick steps in wiping his hands on a rag. He has saw dust on his clothing and scattered in his hair that is going grey at the temples. "What are you yelling about Abye Girl?" It was then that he noticed Jillian and a wide smile crossed his face and he simply opened his arms awaiting her. Jillian quickly crossed the floor and stepped into his open arms, hugging her dad. "Dad. Please make mom behave. She has embarrassed both myself and my guest."
Abygale starts to say something and Rick raises a hand and she silences herself, crossing her arms over her chest.
Rick steps back from Jillian, leaving his hands on her shoulders and checking her out from head to toe. "You look healthy enough." His eyes then rake over Riley head to toe. "And who is your friend?"
Jillian looks relieved to be introducing Riley to her dad. Although her manners were welcoming with her mom, she obviously has a closer bond with her dad. "Dad. This is my friend, Paladin Riley Alexander. He also serves Toran and lately has been doing his best to keep me safe. Riley, this is my dad, Mr. Richard Stuart."
Jillian's dad adjusts where Jillian is standing to put her at his side, his arm slung over her shoulders in a clear manner claiming her as his. The hand not slung over her shoulder however, reaches out to shake hands with Riley.
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//Not actually posted in her journal.. just an entry of rp.
Riley takes little notice of what Jillian is saying. Just a nod or an occasional "Mmmm Mmmm" in acknowledgement as she shows him the sights of her youth. He's more enthralled with the woman who just recently fought by his side, tough as any warrior he'd ever witnessed, who is now this seemingly fragile flower only looking for the sun. Not a care in the world. Her hand in his tugging him onward. Where were they going? He didn't care. He is with her.
She stops before a doorway turns and says with a beaming smile, "One last chance to turn around and run, like any sane person would do." He smiles, but then again he's been smiling since the moment she took his hand at the docks. He tries to nod but before he can she says something about "scary" and "Dark Elves". Then she turns to the door and as she does he shakes his head clear and says to himself, "Snap out of it. These next few minutes are important. For both of us." He wishes he had been a better student when Sillool was trying to educate him about such matters. What was it she said? Something about, - thinks -- "Come on Riley? What did she say? Something about don't interrupt. No! Yes! When meeting her mother don't interrupt. Be sincere. Compliments are nice but don't flatter. That can come later when the relationship is more....firm. Something about the father. What was it? Can't remember. Then a quick gentle tug through the doorway and Jillian calling in a loud, happy voice for Mom and Dad.
As they step through the doorway they pause and he notices Jillian looking down at their hands clasped together. Almost at the same moment they realized that the first meeting with her parents shouldn't be in such a manner so they reluctantly relinquish the grip they've had since the docks. As Jillian's mother steps into the room both women rush to each other and once Jillian finishes twirling her mother about like a wagon wheel five or six times she sets her down and steps back to Riley's side. Poor mom takes a few moments to regain her feet and turns to face the two and Riley gets his first real look at the elegant lady. Easy to see from where Jillian's beauty emanates.
Jillian steps back to Riley's side and softly lays her hand on his shoulder and makes introductions. "Honored to meet you Mrs...." Abygale 's eyes flash suddenly and starts a quick conversation. With who? Anyone I guess. Smile. Don't interrupt. No problem there. Nod a lot. Keep smiling. Not so wide. All the while he hears Jillian in the background in a firm whisper, "Mother! Mother please! A quick appeal to Toran. Sorry M'Lady he can't help you. You are on your own. Which means... I'm on my own. What did Sillool say again? Oh yes. Don't interrupt. Still no problem there. No chance for compliments. Still nodding? Yes. Good.
As Abygale takes his hand and pulls him into the center of the room he steels a glance at Jillian who is now beside herself with embarrassment. She wears that shade of red quite well he thought. A call for Rick. Then another. Abygale turns to Jillian. Takes a quick look and just as quickly turns back to him. "You interested in my daughter?" Tries to answer but cut off. "Of course you are." Then the history of others who have graced this house. Another glance at Jillian who has the face buried in her hands I prayer. A quick gentle tug by Abygale and then, "Answer me Jillian Rose Stuart." Just then a tall man strides into the room and jillian runs to his arms pleading help with her mother. A small gesture from Rick and Abygale falls silent. And by all accounts she's not to happy with the turn in events. Rick takes stock of his daughter and approves of her condition. Looks across the room at Riley as Jillian makes introductions. Glances furtively at his daughter and gathers her in and offers his hand to Riley in friendship. As Riley crosses the room to take Ricks' hand all the while he is thinking, "What did Sillool say about the father? Think".
//Originally written by Riley's player
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//Not actually posted in her journal.. just an entry of rp.
As the meal progresses, the question continue to both Riley and Jillian. You notice that Jillian tries to duck answering most of the questions that cross any lines. Her sisters wink in her direction with words being mouthed or whispered in the effect of "He's Cute", "Look at those muscles", "Look who finally brings home a man!" and other such comments that make Jillian look uncomfortable. One of the nephews, who appears to be about 16 asks "So what are your intentions toward my Aunt?" His mother looks horrified that he asked, but doesn't tell you that you don't have to answer it. You learn that one of Jillian's brother-in-laws is also in the Order of the Longsword and has a scar over his left eye to prove it, her father is a retired paladin, and that her sisters are way more girly than she is. Children crawl into whoever's lap is available, but seem to like Riley and Jillian as they aren't normally around. One particular niece crawls into your lap sucking her thumb. She then grabs your ear like it is a safety blanket and makes no qualms about napping in your lap at the table. Jillian smiles at him when she sees it and comments "At least she is well adjusted and not afraid of strangers." That said with a grin on her face. Jillian looks much more animated here than you have ever seen her, more relaxed. With that said, she also looks like the odd ball of the family, the one who doesn't belong. Her sisters never knowing quite what to do with her. The bindstone has obviously been kind to Jillian. Despite her being the oldest, she looks the youngest. At dinner, it is announced that Jillian's youngest sister is with child again and everyone is thrilled. Abygale obviously overdid herself with the meal she prepared. There is a practical feast being served despite the food shortage in Huangjin. It is obvious this household is not without food. In fact just after the meal, you catch Jillian unloading a bunch of stuff from her pack into the cupboards.
Several little girls come up to him batting their eye lashes. One puts her hand in his asking if he'll play jump rope with them. If he agrees, they pull him outside and play with him for a while. They also pull Jillian outside to jump rope as well. She looks well practiced at this particular game and manages to hold a conversation with him while jumping. The girls are singing a jump rope song when Jillian winks at Riley and speaks. "think of it as being useful in that the game teaches you to be light on your feet AND you please my nieces." If his gaze strays and makes her self conscious then she'd hold herself while jumping, but she probably wouldn't think of it unless he has a wandering eye. The girls bring out a second rope and do a double jump. It looks difficult, but Jillian is laughing and smiling the whole time. Eventually, after a good work out, she quits by jumping out of the swirling ropes and then attacking one of her nieces with tickles. More giggling insues. The nieces do all they can to get Riley to jump rope as well, sinking so low as to shame him if he doesn't give in and give it a try. One boy who is obviously in a rebellious stage in his life comes up to him and flat out asks if Riley is sleeping with his aunt. Thankfully, the kid chose a time where no one else was around to hear it but himself and Riley. As some point a little boy of about 8 brings out 2 wooden swords and walks up to Riley, and in a slightly shaky voice (as if he is scared) says "Paladin Alexander sir, will you spar with me? I want to grow up and be like you and daddy and grandpa." He seems so serious. "Maybe you can teach me something now?" Both Brother-in --laws watch you intently throughout the day. Neither challenging, but watchful, acting more like blood than in-laws. They regularly have their arms thrown over her shoulder in obvious familiarity and claim.
Jillian pulls Riley out back hand in hand when he looks like he could use a break. She takes a deep breath, then smiles widely while facing him and leans her head against his chest a moment before looking back up at him. "They are a handful, but they mean well. I'd hide a few minutes if I were you though. I heard the girls plotting to get you to have a tea party with them and their dolls soon." Facing him, she threads her fingers thru his on both hands so that she stands holding his left hand with her right and his right hand with her left. "You doing okay? I can make excuses if you don't want to stay here tonight and we can stay at the Citadel instead."
It's a long day and assuming Riley chooses to stay at the house, if eventually calms down as Jillian's sisters and their families leave. Various different children tell Riley they like him or thank him for playing with them, wish him luck with Aunt Jilly, hug him, or asked to be picked up for a hug. One whispers in his ear. "Come back. We like you. Be careful and be nice to Aunt Jilly. She pretends to be hard, but she needs a hug every now and then. I just think she needs a teddy bear. Then she could get a hug anytime she needed.
When it is bedtime, Jillian shows Riley to the guest room. It is a fairly simple room with a bed, dresser and a desk with c hair. It has ankhs hung up and soft sheets n the bed. It's decorated in various shades of blue. As she stops outside the door, she pointsacross the hall to a room he see thru the open doorway. This room is the opposite of his room in that it is very pink and frilly. "If you need anything, I'll be in cotton candy land over there." She grins. "I hope today wasn't too bad and you don't' get nightmares." She pauses a moment. "Thank you. Simply. Thank you." If you are up during the earlier part of the night, he door is cracked open and you can see the light behind it. If you look closer, you'll see her in cotton pajama bottoms and a short sleeved shirt. She is either writing a letter or pressing the flower you got her in a book.
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//Not actually posted in her journal.. just an entry of rp.
Sleep was sporadic. If there was any sleep at all. The accommodations were outstanding, the bed very comfortable, belly full of good food, quiet surroundings, dark except for the faint glow peeking under the door from the room across the hall, and by all accounts he was tired. But no sleep.
Instead his mind was reeling from the day's events. Did he have a good time? The best he could remember in quite some time. There were the awkward moments to be sure. There were a few queries regarding his intentions toward Jillian. One young man bluntly asked him if he was sleeping with his aunt. How do you respond to such a question? All he could say to the young man was that such matters were never discussed by a gentleman. He then asked the youngster his own question. Did he trust his aunt's judgment? He, of course, said he did and to that he replied. "Then trust her now." That seemed to mollify the inquisitor, somewhat at least, but he was sure the young man was there on someone else's bidding and wondered if it would it do the same for them. No matter. It was a good day. The best.
Still no sleep. It seemed like the long night would never end but finally he heard the telling signs of bustling from outside and when they didn't subside he took it as an opportunity to forego the failed attempt at sleep.
As he made his way from the room the first thing he noticed was that the room across the hall no longer emitted light and that the noises were coming from the main room. Abygale was bustling about making ready to start her day. He didn't want to startle her so he pretended to yawn and stretch.
(Abygale-spins about) "Oh It's you Riley. I'm so sorry I awoke you."
(Riley) "You didn't wake me Mrs. Stuart. I was already awake. Waited for someone else to make an appearance before I made mine."
(Abygale -- rolls her eyes) "You know young man you should leave the untruths to others of a more devious nature. You're a terrible liar. Why don't you just say you couldn't sleep? Come on now. Say it."
(Riley)"Okay Mrs. Stuart. -- softly clears throat - I could not sleep. Not a wink."
(Abygale-sporting a faint smile)"Really. Problem with the bed?"
(Riley) "No Mrs. Stuart the bed was fine."
(Aygale) "Then what? Oh my goodness. It wasn't indigestion was it?"
(Riley) "Oh no! Nothing like that. Far from it. -- puts on a smile - And I guess I better tell you before you pry it from me. Huh? Well....."
Abygale holds a hand up halting Riley in mid sentence, wipes her hands on her apron and pulls up two chairs and sits and motions Riley to sit in the other.
(Abygale)"You know It didn't take me very long to figure out you were an intelligent man. Please continue."
(Riley)"Ahhh. Well, it's yesterday. It was a fantastic day. It's been awhile since I had one of those."
(Abygale) "So a fantastic day causes you not to sleep? Why, do you think, is that? And remember you're a terrible liar."
(Riley-sighs) "Mrs. Stuart it's really about Jillian. I've told her all I know about me. At least I think I have --quizzical look by Aygale -- and she has reciprocated in kind. She has brought me here. Here to meet her family. An experience I shall always hold as one of, if not, the best I've ever had . -pauses"
(Abygale) "Please continue."
(Riley) "Ahh..... Well, she asked me once why had I picked her. You know, picked her to -- voice breaks just a bit -- court? -- Abygale turns her head to hide a smile and waves her hand for Riley to continue - Well --seems more confident as he continues to speak -- I told her that from the very first time I met her I felt different. Later I figured out what that was, and is. When I'm with Jillian Mrs. Stuart I...Well I feel complete. Like I told your husband last night I'm a better person for knowing your daughter. I know it may sound silly but those are the best words I can use. And yesterday, seeing how happy she was, I made up my mind I want to be that happy with her. Always. Problem is that I don't know how rapidly, or where, to go from here. We both agreed to see each other and to move at a measured pace. You know, let things develop as they will. But ....."
(Abygale -- holds up her hand for Riley to stop) " But you would like it to move a little faster. Riley, it's not silly and she is happy when she is here . But never so happy as I witnessed last eve. You are good for each other and Richard and I are happy for both of you . But you are right to worry about pressing her. She's her own woman and will not be pushed. But I don't think you have to really worry to much about that. You are both smart so it's best to trust your feelings and her instincts. --Rubs her hands together- And as much as I like talking to you about my Rose it doesn't help me get breakfast ready. Now. Don't think you get off free here and last night's fixing of the pump doesn't pave your way to this morning's meal. I need wood for the fire. You'll find it just beyond where you fixed the pump. Now off with you. I've work to do."
When he returns he finds Jillian helping her mom with the morning preparations. They exchange smiles and his heart beats just a bit faster. He places the wood where instructed by Jillian and then helps her set the table. Not long and Rick makes his way into the house. It's obvious he has been out working all morning. Easy to see where Jillian gets her work ethic. Good conversation and a hearty meal. It would be nice to stay.
But Jillian knows that can't be. Can't stay too long lest place her family in peril. A day here and there spaced out shouldn't bring attention to her family, but she dare not stay multiple days. Not yet anyway. They say their farewells and after the hugs and tears he hears from Abygale as they leave.
(Abygale --to Jillian as she jerks her head toward Riley) "Now you remember what I told you."
(Jillian --sighs) "Mother!! Okay. Okay"
They make their way to the docks and pay their way onto an outbound ship. It's going to be a long trip. The weather is nice and the sea has a slow roll. They find an out of the way corner and watch as the ship's crew makes their way about the deck making lines fast and unfurling sails. Jillian turns to Riley to ask how he liked the visit. She finds him fast asleep, still holding her hand. He didn't have to answer. She already knew. So she snuggles up against him and rests her head against his shoulder and joins him in welcome slumber. For you see, she didn't sleep a wink either.
//Originally written by Riley's player
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Upon arriving back in Mariner's Hold from the incident with the Corath acolyte, we discovered that the other half of the unit had not made it back yet. After a few days of waiting, Beacon Stenson left to track them alone (by leaving in the middle of hte night). I had intended tracking them, but was giving them a few days to make it back.
We followed the trail, which led us to undead. Fairly powerful, zombie type undead. As we fought thru them and followed the general feeling of evil, we found blood and weapons of the other Beacons. We continued to follow the trail or weapons, blood, and evil gut feelings to a hidden Corathite temple. It was filled with zealot Corathites. One escaped through a portal, but for the most part, we emptied a Corathite temple one dead body at a time. We were lucky enough to arrive in time to save Beacon Stenson and 4 others. However, the Captain and the rest of the squad perished. The Beacons we helped looked astonished that I made it in to them safely. You could practically watch the respect for me grow on their faces. I am under no disallusion that I am a better fighter than any who perished. I simply do what Toran has always had me do, I pick my friends well and ask for help when it is needed. This time, it was with Riley and Richard's help that I was able to get to them in time.
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I said yes. He asked me to marry him again and this time I said yes. The more time we spend together, the happier I am.
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I recently spoke with aden Delaveth and took the following report: *this same report is turned into her superiors at the Shining Hand.*
Aden stated that he and other adventurers were hried to guard "JC Merkinson" (which is highly suspected not to be his real name) and lead him to the "Great Elven Halls on Mistone." They met the man known as Mr. Merkinson in the Wild Surge Inn in Hlint.
Mr. Merkinson reportidely has the ability to shrink living things practically down to pocket sized and then have them grow again later at his will. Mr. Merkinson convinsed the adventurers that he needed to shrink a wyrm and take it for academic study.
Upon arriving, Mr. Merkinson shrunk a skeletal wyrm, put it in a box and killed any who opposed his leaving with it (and thus now owns his own pet travel sized skeletal wrym).
The only other notable thing Aden was able to add was that Mr. Merkinson had access to ancient lore.
Additional adventurers present: Charlie Poetr, Katelyn Poetr, Ty Reid, Rogg, Melodius, Micus, Stiletto, Krym and one other unknown female.
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I spoke with Melodius Widgeweaver and she reported the following: *again, this report is turned in to her superiors in the Shining Hand.*
She was in Krandor Crypts when she found a harp in a pile of old smashed bones. She took the harp with her. Shortly after that, she was attacked by skeletal bats. After a few similar attacks, she went to the Rofirein's and asked their help. They "wiggled their fingers" and told her the curse on her was taken care of.
After that, she was attacked by "walking deaders" and a "finger wiggling deader." Upon asking her for a better description, her description fits that of a powerful group of zombie type undead, including a magic using of the same type.
At this point she gave the harp to Fluer. Fluer took the harp "to be destroyed or examined."
More recently, a note was left on the front of the place she works (The Silver Buckle Inn) that stated that anyone associated with Melodious of the Inn would suffer. The owner's fiance, a mage of some repute named Elohanna, found a curse attached to the Inn.
Miss Melodious states that the following people witnessed her problems: Aynndel, Andrew William Reid, Riley Alexander, and Emwonk.
For clarity on timing, the original incident with the harp happened months before she was involved in the other report I filed about shrinking wryms.
Supplimental to this report is one of my own. I was in the swamps by the ore hills when my party was attacked by undead. Ty Rein (Andrew William Reid's son) immediately said that these undead reminded him of the undead that had been bothering Melodious.
They did fit the description, including a powerful mage undead with them. Those undead were handled by my party (Riley Alexander, Ty Reid Breanna and Lemont Blair). These undead, both the fighters and mages, are fairly powerful. The mage is capable of casting what I'm told is called a "Hellball."
These undead are, in my opinion, the same type of undead we faced on Alindors. Recently, when we lost Captain Percival. I cannot be certain the source is the same, but the strength and type are the same in my opinion, as well as the opinion of Paladin Alexander's (as he saw both sets).
I will continue to look into the matter. However, I recommend additional eyes and ears on the matter. If both or all three incidents are related, then the Corathites are gaining power and need to be dealt with.
I would appreciate a read-in on any oher reports that have been filed with similar circumstances.
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//not actually written in her journal, just an entry of rp written by Riley
The Asking
He had decided. No, that was it. He was going. He had the time and he had the need. It was time to inform Jillian's parents that he had asked her and she had accepted. And they had to hear it from him. It was time to formally ask Jillian's father's permission to marry his little girl. It's the proper and respectable thing to do. So he collected his kit and set off to let Jillian know he was heading to Huangjin. To see her parents. To formally ask for her hand. And would she please go with him.
(Jillian) "Huangjin? Now? For what?"
(Riley-smiles and takes her hands and draws her into an embrace) "Yes Huangjin. Yes now. And you know for what. After all it was you who told me that I was the one to tell them. Did you not? And we can't get married until it's done. Properly. And besides I think your family would appreciate the earliest notice. Matter of fact I'm sure of it.
(Jillian-buries her head into his chest and puts on a nervous smile) "Ah.. Yes. Yes I remember telling you. But now!? I've so much work. New students........ I'm very busy."
(Riley) "Love. When aren't you busy? Besides I've talked to the Commander about this already. She knows the truth of this task and she's indicated that the students will be fine without you for a short time. For a few days only. That's all. Just a few days. The voyage over. I do what I must. And the voyage back . But.."
(Jillian- leans back) "But what!? Out with it."
(Riley-Kisses her brow and smiles down at her) "But ... Once my work is done you know yours is just beginning. I cannot guarantee the length of stay after my task is complete. Then it's up to you to extricate yourself. I'm sure your mother, sisters, and who knows who will have a thousand questions for you. A thousand plans will emerge. Obviously we can't stay for very long. But still, it will be an issue."
(Jillian-buries her face in his chest again) "I know... Believe me I know. *sighs* Okay. Sounds as if you are set on this. When do we go?"
(Riley -- lets her go and steps back) "I've already booked passage. For both of us .... leaving tomorrow on the morning tide."
(Jillian-jaw drops) "Tomorrow!? I can't possibly be ready by .... *stops. Puts her hands up and takes a deep breath and exhales a long sigh and smiles* Right. Tomorrow."
The trip over was uneventful. Unless you counted Jillian's attempts to try and get Riley to stop the almost constant pacing of the decks as he rehearsed, and continually changed, what he hoped would be the sequence of events leading up to and including his asking permission. Finally she realized it was a lost cause. As soon as she was able to get him to settle it only served as a transitory phase to the next new version of the speech, or statement, or.... whatever. It had countless beginnings, middles, and ends. It never took form or flow. It was a ramble. Poor Riley. But hey! It was his idea. His timing. His insistence. But it was fast becoming Jillian's headache. She could envision Riley performing this disjointed attempt before her mother and father and they thinking who knows what. But... She couldn't say anything. Didn't want to say anything. The die was cast. Knowing this made her laugh inside but it didn't help the pounding in her head.
She awoke to the sound of the ship making ready to pull in to port. The ship's precision maneuvers at the hands of the captain, the passing of the lines and the adherence to orders by the crew were impressive to say the least. Of course she had witnessed this many times and for each time she always had the same reaction. But this morning was the prelude to an even bigger day. And Riley was nowhere to be found. She had looked everywhere. Above decks, below decks, the hold. He couldn't be found. My goodness. He didn't jump a long boat and go ahead without her. Surely not. And if he did ..... Well. He had just better not. That's all. She must have looked nervous ... or angry, enough to warrant the attention of one of the sailors. A grizzled and rough first mate sees her and ambled over.
(Sailor) "Hey der missy Jillian. Lookin fer yer frien?"
(Jillian - hesitatingly) "Yes. *then in a sterner voice* He didn't leave did he? And how do you know my name?"
(Sailor -- laughing) "Him leave. An leave you? Missy Jillian you is all I been hearing bout. All night. No he din left. He had to get buv it all he said."
And with that the old sailor jerked his thumb back to the main mast and skyward.
(Sailor) "Fool been up der since da sun come up."
Jillian rushes back to the mast and looks up. But no Riley. Was the old man toying with her? No..he wouldn't do that so she looks again and again but no Riley. She looks to the old sailor with this look of "Well! Where is he?" He chortles and waves her to him and points. She looks along his arm and finally sees him. He wasn't on the mast! He was far out at the end of the highest yardarm just sitting there dangling his legs below and leaning back into the rigging with his eyes clo ... is he sleeping!? By all that is holy if he falls he'll be killed. And if the fall doesn't she would for putting her through such an ordeal.
Riley paced all day. Words came and went. Some sounded good. Most did not. Problem was that the good sounding words never came in bunches. Jillian tried her best to put him at ease but the lack of clarity and conviction in his message troubled him. So he paced. After a while Jillian left him to his own and shortly after sunset she came and gave him a reassuring smile and a kiss on the cheek before retiring to her cabin for the evening. The pacing continued. So many words which individually passed the test but when strung together lost focus. When he wasn't trying to put together words he would talk to the sailors on duty. HA! Talk with the sailors. There was no talking with the sailors. It was more an exercise of him talking and them listening and nodding. And each time the topic of his talking would be Jillian. By the nights end they may not have known all about Jillian but they knew her name and that he loved her unconditionally.
Star time. That time in the evening and morning when it's not quite light, but not dark either. That time when ship's navigators and captains have a singular purpose. Break out the sextant and affix the ship's position by finding certain stars bright enough to be, and still be, seen. Their task is clear and certain. Then after expertise and finesse, the position is fixed. This morning was no different. They both came out and shot star lines. Were both confident in their results. But on this morning the Captain didn't follow the navigator below to verify the calculations. Instead he looked over to Riley. He'd been watching him the whole voyage. It was obvious the young man had heavy issues weighing on his mind. He thought, "Perhaps. Just perhaps he might be able to help. "
(Captain)"Hey der lad. I could'n help but notice ye ave a problem. Mebe I can help. Tis ... ah kinda mah job being the Cap'n an all."
(Riley --startled)"Oh! Sorry sir. I wasn't paying attention. "
(Captain) "At's what ah mean lad. Ye aren't paying attention. Ye aven't the whole trip. Ye got missy worried sick about ye and I'm a wundrin why ye aven't paid attention te her. Tis obvious she's sweet on ye. An ... Ah mean lad. Tis a voyage ere. Wit yer own cabin. Got her all by ye self an ye be puttin her off? Now lad iff'n that aint showing that a mans got issues. Then ah should be doing other line o' work I should. Now ... Ken ah help, or not?"
(Riley *sighs*)"Not sure anyone can help at this point."
(Captain *winks*) "Lemme give er a try lad. Cannae hurt. Can it?"
(Riley) "Right. It can't hurt. .... *deep breath* .... Okay. I've asked Jillian to marry me. She has accepted which makes me the happiest I've ever been. Ahhh. We are going to Huangjin and I'm going to tell her parents. Errr. Ask permission to marry her. And I don't know how to do it. The words are difficult."
(Captain *hiding a smile*) "Tis that all? *cough* Ah mean .. Aye. Quite the perdicumet . Now listen lad. Obvious ye hold dis lass to be dear te ye. Half me crew knows dis cause ye told em. *smiles* Ye aven't any problem talking to me crew bout her. Te perfect strangers ye open yer soul and spress yer feelings. But to her kin who ere bound te take ye in as one o' der own ye ave issues. Lad. Ye thinkin to much. Ye need te clear yer mind. What helps me is getting buv it all. Walk de riggin lad. Find ye a place clean outa de way and clear yer mind. Asides. I need ye to vacate the deck. Be busy soon an ye be in da way. Now off wit ye."
So that's what he did. The captain was right. He was thinking too much. Putting far too much pressure on himself for what should be a pleasurable event. It was peaceful aloft. Surprisingly quiet, considering the work being conducted below. Then the epiphany came. It didn't matter what he said. Just as long as he was sincere. The words would come, or not, at the appointed time. Just as long as he was sincere. With that realization he could relax. Still to excited about the upcoming events to sleep, but still, he could relax. So he closed his eyes and settled into the rigging behind him. Soon after he heard Jillian calling urgently from below. Was she was agitated with him being so high? Could be. He smiles and waves at her. Time to walk the rigging back down to her. Time to head into Huangjin.
She noticed something had changed. Riley effortlessly descended to the main deck, gathered her in his arms and passionately kissed her. Right there! Yes. It wasn't difficult to notice something had changed. However, at first, she didn't notice the applause and "Atta boys" coming from the crew as she was enveloped in a welcome dream. But when he released her her senses refocused and it was quite obvious they were standing in the middle of the deck with all eyes upon them. She felt her cheeks flush and with that Riley asked if she was ready. She nodded yes and so they were off.
He had to almost drag her along. For some reason she was slowing the pace. Far different from when she first brought him here. Then her feet flew at a skip as she described her childhood haunts. But not this time. She was nervous, he was at peace. The words would come, or not. Just be sincere.
It was early in the afternoon when they made it to the house. They arrived to a cacophony of happy children playing outside. Seems they had picked a good time for the visit. Yes. Good timing. The whole family. Yes. Good timing. Riley had to guide Jillian through the nieces and nephews now even more excited by the arrival their favorite aunt. But finally they made it to the door. Jillian turned and looked at Riley with that, "Do we have to?" look. To which he responded, "Yes. Yes love we do. Now in we go."
Jillian opened the door to her mother and one of her sisters bustling about the main room putting out place settings and putting up decorations. They both look up when the door opens and are taken by surprise to see Jillian and Riley standing in the doorway.
(Abygale- squeals ) "Jillian! Look Becka. It's Jillian and Riley. Jillian. How did you know!? Oh. No matter. You are here. You both are here. And that's all that counts. It's a girl!"
(Jillian *confused look*) "Mom? A girl?"
(Abygale) "Yes! Sandra? The new baby? It's a girl. Healthy. Has all her appendages. Has the cry of a banshee. We are so excited. Today is her unveiling. Surely you knew. Otherwise why would you be here? *Becka, Jillian's more observant sister, steps up behind her mom and cups her hand over her ear and whispers. Abygale looks past Jillian to Riley and her smile increases in size* Ohhh. Ahem. Riley. The men are out back. We've work to do here to prepare for the unveiling. Jillian you stay and help."
With that absolute instruction Riley smartly nods and makes his way to the back. Would be a wasted effort to try and say anything. He had learned that lesson last time. But inside he knew, he just knew, that Abygale and Jillian's sister knew why they were there. Was Jillian glowing? Was he? Oh well, how they knew was irrelevant. But they knew.
It was early in the afternoon when they made it to the house. They arrived to a cacophony of happy children playing outside. Seems they had picked a good time for the visit. Yes. Good timing. The whole family. Yes. Good timing. Riley had to guide Jillian through the nieces and nephews now even more excited by the arrival their favorite aunt. But finally they made it to the door. Jillian turned and looked at Riley with that, "Do we have to?" look. To which he responded, "Yes. Yes love we do. Now in we go."
Jillian opened the door to her mother and one of her sisters bustling about the main room putting out place settings and putting up decorations. They both look up when the door opens and are taken by surprise to see Jillian and Riley standing in the doorway.
(Abygale- squeals ) "Jillian! Look Becka. It's Jillian and Riley. Jillian. How did you know!? Oh. No matter. You are here. You both are here. And that's all that counts. It's a girl!"
(Jillian *confused look*) "Mom? A girl?"
(Abygale) "Yes! Sandra? The new baby? It's a girl. Healthy. Has all her appendages. Has the cry of a banshee. We are so excited. Today is her unveiling. Surely you knew. Otherwise why would you be here? *Becka, Jillian's more observant sister, steps up behind her mom and cups her hand over her ear and whispers. Abygale looks past Jillian to Riley and her smile increases in size* Ohhh. Ahem. Riley. The men are out back. We've work to do here to prepare for the unveiling. Jillian you stay and help."
With that absolute instruction Riley smartly nods and makes his way to the back. Would be a wasted effort to try and say anything. He had learned that lesson last time. But inside he knew, he just knew, that Abygale and Jillian's sister knew why they were there. Was Jillian glowing? Was he? Oh well, how they knew was irrelevant. But they knew.
Rick and his two sons in law were relaxing by the open fire pit that had a suckling pig skewered on the spit and roasting. It was being turned by the young man who had asked Riley the question about "Sleeping with his aunt." last they were here. Upon Riley's approach the men stood and they all exchanged greetings. He told Rick that Jillian was inside helping with the decorations and such. Riley congratulated the father of the new baby girl and commented on how the smell of the roast was wetting his appetite. Small talk ensued until, Jacob, the father of the new baby, mentioned that it was fortunate that the message got to Jillian in time for her to be here.
(Rick)"Never sent a message. Never know where she'll be. You know that. *to Riley* Not that I'm complaining, but how is it that you two are here? On this day? Coincidence?"
(Riley)"For this joyful day? Yes sir. It's just that. Coincidence. We, or I should say, I am here for another purpose."
(Rick *stands and the other two follow suit*)"Another purpose? And what might that be?"
(Riley *straightens*) "Well sir. I'd like to speak to.. *interrupted by the father of the new baby*"
(Jacob *grins*) "Dad... It's plain as the nose on his face. He's here to ask you if he can marry Jill. *slight laugh* Come on Sir Knight. That's it. Is it not?"
(Rick *doing his best to look serious*) "That true Riley? You here to ask for Jill? *notices that the young man turning the spit has stopped.* Jonathan! You burn that pig and your grandmother will have your hide. *the lad starts turning once again -- once more to Riley * Well!?"
(Riley *looks between the three men and once again straightens himself*)"Yes sir. True. But I'm here to do it properly. And.. And this doesn't seem proper ... right now.... Sir."
(Rick *puts down his drink and steps up to Riley*)"Then do it proper. *notices Riley looking at the other two* And don't mind them. They are family. Now do it proper."
(Riley *closes eyes just for a moment then opens them and shakes head yes*) "Very well sir. Mr. Stuart. I love your daughter and she loves me. I asked her to marry me and she said yes. But before any wedding takes place I needed to come here. To you and Mrs. Stuart to ask for her hand and blessing on our union. And so I am here. And I ask you for you and your wife's permission and blessing to marry Jillian. ... Sir."
(Rick *nodding his head steps back to Jacob and whispers something. Jacob nods and strides toward the house. Rick steps back up to Riley still nodding and now pursing his lips together pauses then throws his arms about Riley and places him in a rousing hug briefly then lets go and steps back*)"My boy. You have no idea how long I've waited to hear those words. They are music to my ears and sweet nectar for my soul. Son. The day you arrived here I knew you two were to wed. You are made for each other. Any fool can see that. And on this day of all days not only do we get to celebrate the coming out of our new grandchild but the marriage of my eldest. A grand day indeed. Oh good! And speaking of nectar. *Riley turns to see Jacob returning carrying a bottle* Riley. You know what this is? This is liquid ambrosia. I bought this the day Jillian was born. Did the same when Becka and Sandra were born. Those bottles are gone. This one remains. *smiles* But only for a short time eh? *Rick looks at the mugs they were using and frowns* These won't do. *hands the bottle to Riley and sets of to the house* I'll be right back."
Jacob and Michael step up to Riley, embrace him and welcome him to the family.
(Michael)"The ambrosia. A warning. Drink it quick like. *winks*"
(Jacob *grinning*) *Yea. Quick. We both went through this so take it from those who know. "
Riley nods and looks at the unmarked bottle. Bought it the day Jillian was born he said. He hears Rick returning from the house carrying four silver goblets. He steals glance at Jacob and Michael and he notices the slight look of shock and dismay. He smiles and shakes his head.
(Rick *as he's passing out the goblets*) "Here boys. A proper vessel for a proper drink."
Rick retrieves the bottle from Riley and takes his knife and pop's the stopper free. Smiles widely and pours a full measure of the liquid for each. Swirls the bottle about and exclaims that there's plenty left for the wedding day. Then he offers a toast. "That they always be happy, their children be healthy, and their trials be few." As they drink Riley feels the burning of the warm liquid running down his throat. "So that's why they said to be quick." He notices grimaces from the others, including Rick. He also notices the warmth spreading in his belly and the fragrance of the drink as it tickles and teases his senses. Then he raises the goblet to take just a sip. This truly is ambrosia. He closes his eyes, lays his head back, and breathes deeply to savor the amber liquid. Then sensing prying eyes slowly lowers his head and looks to his right. There in the door way stands Jillian. He looks at her and smiles still allowing the ambrosia to work its will. Then nods.
Jillian watched as Riley strode from the house. She wanted to be with him. To be there for support. But she knew better. She could not. Besides she was busy fending off Becka's and mothers questions. Sandra was not to be found. Obviously with the baby until the appointed time. She had been through this before. It was a big affair. A new baby into the family is a momentous event. And now Riley is here to ask permission to marry her? On this day? Thoughts of how this would be received eluded her. This was to be Sandra and Jacobs day to shine. Not hers. Had to put it out of her mind. Maybe Riley would put it off. Maybe? She worked in almost silence just nodding and saying "Hmm Hmm", "Yes" or "No" to the questions being put to her. It must be getting close to when Sandra would arrive. Please let her be here so that all eyes would be on her and the new one. So that the questions would revolve around subjects like , "What's her name?" or "Has she taken to feeding okay?" or "Ohhh she has such a head of hair. Did you have heart burn during your pregnancy?" Anything. Just stop Becka from asking these questions. Stop this hammer in my head. She hears the back entry open and heavy footsteps entering. It's Jacob. He has a stern look on his face as he crosses the room and whispers something to Abygale. Abygale stifles a gasp by placing both hands over her mouth. Wipes her hands off on her apron while stealing a side ways glance at Jillian and her sister, then leads Jacob to the pantry. After a short time she returns and continues to ready for the arrival of the baby with renewed vigor and a little extra spring in her step. Jacob must have left through the pantry's side door as she didn't see him but she heard him as she left. Becka's interest now turned to her mother. "Mother. What's happening?" No answer. "Mother!?" Still no answer. The door opens again. This time it's her father on a fast pace back to the bedroom. She hears the throwing open of a trunk and rummaging and remarks such as, "Blast! Where are they?" more rummaging and finally "AhA!". Rick emerges from the bedroom carrying a worn cloth sack that emits an audible "CLINKING" sound as he walks by. His focus was such that he never looks at Jillian. That's not like her father. Now she's worried. What's going on? She looks at Becka who looks confused. She looks at her mother who is standing by the table absent mindedly rubbing her hands on her apron. But she doesn't look confused at all. She looks happy. Not that mother wasn't happy but this was a look of total contentment. Of sheer relaxation. What the blazes is going on? She hurries to the back door and flings it open only to see her father, Jacob and Michael almost gagging and then there is Riley standing there holding a silver goblet to his lips. His head glides back for a moment and she can see his chest rise and fall slowly. Then he looks at her. Smiles and nods. She feels her mother's arms embrace her and then a whisper behind her. "Welcome to the fold Jillian Rose Stuart. .... Or should I say Alexander?" Then a gentle squeeze. The hammering in her head quickly fades but she knows that now her work was just beginning.
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He kissed me. He as usual tried to mess it up and wanted to kiss me behind a house in Haven while people waited on us. I however turned him down. Later though, he did it right. And it was wonderful! I am so in love with Riley, I don't know how I ever thought that I might be in love with Lance. The emotions are so very different. I feel like an Ilsarian writing about love so much, but it is what is most in the front of my mind to write about. Riley. Always Riley (when it isn't Toran and my work with the Shining Hand). I have to keep on target and make myself act like a normal person. It feels silly to have most of what comes out of my mouth start with "Riley." Maybe that will fade with time. But for now, I am glad that noone gets to read this but me, or I'd feel rather silly.
What I have with Riley is so much more than I thought love could feel like though. I've never felt this way before (even though I once thought I loved Lance). Now I know why he was always so hung up on Ell, yet still felt something for me. Had I known Riley then, I would have probably been the same way. But youth taught it's lessons and now experience is teaching its.
I can't wait to officially be married and continue experiencing all the things that await me in married life. I never thought I'd say those words. I always sort of pictured me alone for life serving Toran and being thrilled about it. But now, I can serve Toran, and not do it alone. Riley never tries to stop me from doing my work, only asks if he can help. I am lucky.
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I have been keeping busy. It seems there are lots of reports of trouble lately. The spot that I found most fulfilling and educative was the sand dunes in the desert. In addition to snakes and walking sand, were ghosts. It is the first time I came across something like them. Our party was fairly large upon heading into the desert (five), but the magic using spirits were too much for the party. We lost 2 and almost a third. Riley and I did what we could, but it wasn't fast enough.
In addition to making great company, Riley makes a good hunting partner. I am able to handle more difficult reports with less likelihood of my death (though the soul mother did choose to visit me recently). My only hesitancy on his hunting is that Ilsarians tend to follow him.
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Jillian stands next to Riley staring at the mall unassuming looking farm house and gulps, while fiddling with her dress. "I know I'm a servant of Toran and not supposed to fear anything, but I fear that house." Riley chuckles and pulls her into his arms to hug her. "We don't have to go if you don't want to love."
(Jillian) "No. We came all this way, we'll go in." Jillian picks at her dress subconsciously.
(Riley) Jillian, love, why don't you put your leathers back on? You'll feel more yourself and more secure."
(Jillian) "I want to look the part Riley. They don't know me. Ladies wear dresses. I want them to know you are marrying a lady." Riley squeezes her tighter.
(Riley) "Jill, they will love you. I do. Besides, you are a lady in rags, dresses or platemail." Jillian squeezed him, then stepped away, took a deep breath, rolled her neck to the side and looked like she was getting ready for a fight. Riley watched her antics and merely hid a smile behind his hand. When she was finished, he took her hand and led her towards the house.
(Riley) "You look beautiful in that dress." His voice was soft and filled with love as he said that and then kissed the top of her head. Jill smirked.
(Jillian) "You'd say I looked beautiful if I stood here in a potato sack." Riley nodded.
(Riley) "Aye. I probably would, and would only be speaking the truth." Time seemed to pass in snips for a bit. First they were walking hand in hand, then up the path to the house and finally, Riley knocking on the front door. It didn't take long and then the door was opened by a middle aged, dark haired, no non-sense kind of lady. It was obvious at first, all the lady saw was Riley. A wide, welcoming smile crossed her face as her eyes lit up with joy. "Ben!" And with that exclamation, Riley was no longer holding Jillian's hand, as Riley's hands were busy wrapping around the lady. Ricley chuckled and accepted the hug and then set her back from him by her shoulders.
(Riley) "Mams, I'd like you to meet my fiance, Jillian Stuart." He gestured to where Jillian stood beside him and draped an arm over her shoulders. "Jillian, this is Sara, also known as Mams." Jillian reached out a hand.
(Jillian) "Pleased to meet you ma'am." Sara shook Jillian's hand and then looked to Riley.
(Mams) "About time ye visited. Haven't seen hide nor hair of ye since Zachary's weddin'." Riley tried to speak and Mams just looked at Jillian. "Come in then, so we kin get to know ye." Jillian smiled and followed Sara into a modest, small, thatched house. As small as it was though, it was neatly organized and clean, as if a mote of dust wouldn't dare get out of place in Mam's house. Despite that, it felt cozy to Jillian. Jillian sat where Mams indicated, which was luckily next to Riley. Riley still had a pretty good death grip on her hand, as if he knew she needed it. With her other hand, Jillian was fussing with her dress. Riley broke the momentary silence. "Where's Papa at?"
(Mam's) "He's in the barn. Why don't ye go geet him? He'll wanna meet yur fiance too. Zachary should be out there too." Riley obediently got up to follow Mam's instructions, stopping only to kiss the back of Jillian's hand for moral support. Once Jillian and Mam's were alone, it took a few moments before either spoke. "I'm guessin the most important question I have to know about you is simple. Do ye love him?" Jillian's eyes lit up.
(Jillian) "That is also an easy one to answer. Yes. Yes, I love him." Mam's nods and eyes her.
(Mams) "Ye accept his lifestyle?" Jillian chuckles.
(Jillian) "Not only do I accept it, mine is almost harder to accept and he accepts mine."
(Mam's) Then gud luck to ye. He's a special man who deserves the best." The menfolk enter as Mam's says the last and Riley walks to Jillian and bends to kiss the top of her head before looking at Mams.
(Riley) "And I have got the best Mams." The afternoon passed with questions from his family asking Jillian all manner of questions and Riley asking questions to get caught up with them. By dinner time, Jillian was fairly certain Caleb (Papa) and Zachary liked her and Mams, if not like her, approved of her. Over Mam's objections, Riley and Jillian slept in the barn. The house was simly too small. As was their habit, instead of sleeping separately as values demanded, or sleeping laying side by side (which values demanded against), they slept sitting against a wall, huddled together. Riley objected at first saying it wasn't right, but as usual, he couldn't say no to Jillian. They both woke with a crick in their neck, but happy to be near each other. Jillian cleans up and dresses in her leathers. Riley and she head hand in hand back to the main house. Mam's sees them enter.
(Mams) "Ye finally deciding to join us? Still saying it ain't right you two sleeping in the barn together, but morning to you all the same." Riley winces, but doesn't comment. Jillian opens her mouth to begin the argument that they share much worse places than barns alone and that their own values is what has nothing happening, but just as her mouth opens to begin the argument, Riley squeezes her hand. Jillian looks to him and sighs. His eyes clearly asking her to behave and the moment passes. They spend a happy day working to help Papa repair some thing that needed more hands to be done. Much to Mam's despair, Jillian works side by side with the men. Several times Caleb tries to convinse her that lifting heavy things isn't a ladies job, to which she simply, easily lifts whatever was in question.
(Jillian) "Caleb sir. I have spent my life in training. I am very fit. I train to run miles and miles in full plate armor, sword and shield. Lifting this" she gestures to some rocks they are moving "Is merely another training exercise to keep me fit. If it helps, think of it as a way to help me stay alive." Caleb isn't thrilled, but he stops complaining about it. A few hours later though, he brings her a straw hat and some aloe.
(Caleb) "Ye nose, it is turnin pink lass." Jillian smiles at him.
(Jillian) "Thank you Caleb." Her smile seems to stun him a moment, before he speaks to Riley. "How do ye get a thing done when she smiles at ye like that?" Riley himself smiles.
(Riley) "by doing whatever it is she asks of you. She is near impossible to say no to.
(Zachary) "He's spoiled ye, that one has."
(Jill) "He does, every chance he can."
(Zachary) "Don't ye be taken advantage of Ben."
(Jillian) "I try very hard not to." Zachary nodes like he understands that. By the time the second day is over, they've clear some land, fixed up the house and learned to get along. Riley was applying Aloe to Jillian's burnt nose after dinner when Mam's came out of the kitchen carrying a decorated cake and singing happy birthday, headed straight for Riley. The others joined in and Riley blushed. Jillian watched, fascinated as he blew out the candles. He looked directly at her when he did. Knowing him, he probably used his wish to help her learn to duck. Laughter, cake eating and present opening ensued. Everyone was having a great time. Mam's and Caleb had a new shirt made for him in blue. The color of his eyes.
(Mams) "We weren't sure you'd show, but we were planning on mailing it if ye didn't."
Zachary and Prissy got him a new journal. The journal was decorated (obviously by Prissy) and now had an ahnk covering the front of it. On the front inside cover it said. "To Ben. Stay safe. Visit often. With love. Z&P" They all turned to Jillian, except Riley, expecting her to have a present. Jillian blushed.
(Jillian) "I didn't know. I didn't know it was his birthday." The admitting of that, that she didn't know when her own fiance's birthday was, shocked her, but it obviously shocked his family more. Riley tried to save it by standing and grabbing her hand.
(Riley) "She said yes, that is all the present I need." But no one was buying it. Plain and simple, they didn't understand how someone who loved their Ben could not know when his birthday was. The evening ended shortly after that and was rather stilted. Riley and Jillian walked quietly back to the barn. Once inside, Riley spun Jillian into his arms and looked down into her eyes.
"They don't understand our life. They don't understand how we are bound by more than passing frivolities like birthdays. We are bound by more even that our love. We are bound by our faith, our friendship and our understanding. You may not know my birthday, but you know many other, more important things about me."
(Jillian) "We're leaving tomorrow and now your family surely thinks you deserve better."
(Riley) "You and I know better. Besides, you aren't going anywhere. They'll learn you make me happy. Once they learn that, they'll have no choice but to love you." Jillian fell asleep that night curled up in Riley's arms vowing to herself to be a better fiance. She started making mental plans and decided she'd make a list of questions of things you should know about your fiance. Riley woke the next morning to find Jillian was not in the barn. He stepped outside and just watched as she did some practice sword work and footwork and practiced ducking while doing so. This brought a smile to his face. He joined her for her morning work out of push ups, sit ups, pull ups, etc. followed by a long job. Neither said much, but the familiarity of doing it together was there. Later that day, they said their goodbyes. It was obvious his family still wasn't sure about her, but the more they saw Riley around her, the more they loosened up. They said their goodbyes and headed for wherever Toran lead them.
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I saw Riley again. We met by chance in Center. He told me of William's fmly. William is a student of mine. he was visiting his family in Fort Llast and he came home to find the whoel family slaughtered. one brother of his was able to be raised but the rest are gone. Lance and Riley along with others, hlped William trak down he responsible parties. All either saw trial and were executed or were dealt within thefield. I worry for William. He and I never see eye to eye aboutanything. he has anger issues. If he had anger issues prior to this, I fear for who he'll become with this tragedy. We are nearing the end of the schooling, yet there is so much left to teach. William needs more time ith Lance I think. He seems to connect with him. I have wondered if William dislikes me personally or females in charge. I haven't seen him ih Daniella enough to know. Either way, this won't be good for his phyche. Toran help him.
After our talk in Center, we went t the desert. It is one of my favored hunting spots thse days. It allows m to fight undead and still challege myself to always learn and practice my fighting style.
I also find myself fighting undead up near Misted Village. Riley sees how much a part of me fighting undead is, so he humors me and takes meplaces that I am sure to be able to do that. I think he wrries that I get to involved in fighting hat I risk my health, but the truth is that Iknow what I am comfortable with and I als know that with him, he'll stop fightingto throw a potion on me, so why should I as well?
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I walked into a group a few days ago and couldn't believe what I was seeing and hearing. This group of adventurers had met up with an undead bat that was self admittedly a liches familiar and were following its instructions to take magic items to the lich to make it more powerful. That really was the story I got when I arrived. Very few people even seemed to be bothered by this fact. My only allies were Emwonk and Breanna. Even Riley wouldn't trust me. I had to distance myself from him because he was on board with the crazy plan. I guess we have bigger differences in our values than I thought. He kept telling me to trust him, but I know how mobs work. If the mob thought the best plan was to give a lich the items, they would, without listening to reason and even just getting closer to the lich with the items it wants is crazy.
I thought seriously of killing the party. It was the only way I could think to stop them from making the lich more powerful. It wasn't long ago that I couldn't take a single innocent life, yet now I'm considering dozens. I actually fear that if I thought I was capable of doing so, I might have tried that to prevent this lich from getting the items it wanted.
Most people just thought I was the crazy woman who wouldn't go along with the plan. I don't understand how perfectly sane people think it is ok to talk to undead and do what they ask. One of the first things I teach my students is that if an undead is talking, it is lying, manipulating or simply causing problems.
When I saw the bat, I tried to kill it, but it wasn't killable. At least Riley did try to aid me in that. I wondered up until then how he would behave. I just knew that I would die in the end of this, because there is no way that I could suffer a lich to live. In the end, that outcome and thus Riley's choice didn't have to be made.
We came across some writings on the edge of remains, tombs. The name one said aloud was one I had read about in my studying of undead. It was the name of an ancient king named Amal Zul. He was a king from before the bloodwar and the time of the dragons ruling the world. He was viewed as a god by his people and they performed mummification rituals on both him and his servants to carry them into the afterlife (or this undead version of the afterlife). A man named Arthenon raided the tomb and traded places with the king. He is forever stuck in his half life, trapped in his tomb, until he performs a task and a ritual to undo the mummification performed. He and his familiar were lured to the life or unlife as it were by greed and a lust for power. Attacking him won't kill him (or his familiar as I had already learned). To undo the mummification ritual, you have to gather his organs and put them back in and then resurrect him. There was also a blurb in my readings about Zalagar Cinder was his nemesis and from the Pits and likely the task needing completed has something to do with him.
Once I knew the name and knew we were dealing with a lich, but another form of undead that can't be lain to rest without jumping through these hoops I was ok with jumping thru the hoops as it would be the only way to get rid of the undead for good. So, through we went to get him from his sarcophagus. When we did, he stated that his task to be completed before he could be lain to rest was to defeat Zalagar Cinder, who conveniently also had one of the organs that were needed. It came down to a one on one battle between one of us and Zalagar. I sucked up my pride and admitted I thought Riley a better fighter than myself and thus he was chosen as our fighter. He won, and the portal Zalagar was trying to open here from the Pits was closed.
I was worried about Riley when I had to make the choice. To send him in where I knew I could take the risk was difficult, but I also knew it was what was best chance we had of closing the portal and keeping the army out of our plane. It's one thing to fight side by side with someone you love, it's another to have to watch them do it alone. It reminded me of the trials that Rofirein put Toran thru and having to watch Miss Daniella fight in a one on one combat for if not our world, our faith.
This whole trip was horrible. I know Riley thinks I didn't trust him, but it's simply because I was raised, trained, and Toran called to deal with undead. When dealing with undead, I believe my gut. Talking to undead and doing their bidding is stupid and always will be. The whole group doing it from the beginning was idiotic and they are extremely lucky it turned out not to really be a lich or they would all be dead and their magic items would have belonged to the lich.
People need to learn to not be so friendly with undead, to listen to the undead specialist when dealing with undead, or to generally not be idiotic. Out of the more than a dozen people there, the only ones who were with me in it being a bad idea were two others, neither of which my fiance.
I need to think on all of this. I love Riley and the marriage is definitely still on, but I must say I was shocked when I arrived and heard he was on board with the plan.
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A bad time just gets worse. I took Riley somewhere new to him and he fell to vampires. I did as well, but the soul mother visited him. I wish she had chosen me instead. It made me think about Daniella. She cries for Chaynce and I see that future for me as well. Yet, I don't see a way around it, as Riley is part of my life now.
On the backside of that, Riley, Zakariem, SehKy and I went first to Misted Village, then to the Undead out that way. I admit I was silent for a lot of the trip, but I still wasn't over the trip in the desert. The desert trip reminded me of a time that the only one I could rely on was Toran. To be fair, Miss Daniella as well. It was a lonely time. A time spent hunting crypts and doing things for the Shining Hand. Most people don't like Toranites, but I long ago was over that. I learned young that all you need is Toran. My problem is, I went and fell in love and now I also need Riley. Not need on the same level, but need all the same. Riley now says he'd give up Keela and SehKy for me, yet that isn't what I want. If I allowed him to give them up for me, he'd never forgive me, so I'd lose. Ultimatums ca not be given, because the one giving it looses either way.
When he tried to silence me in the desert, I felt like he'd slapped me. I can deal with a differing of opinions, but he tried to quiet me. I felt more alone in that moment that I have since meeting him. I know he feels bad, though maybe now what for, but bad that I am hurt all the same. This whole thing is wrong because I shouldn't have to choose between my convictions and Riley. I spoke with sehKy and basically told him that I would put aside my feelings and be civil to him because the alternative would be to hurt Riley. Riley loves SehKy and Keela and seeing me at odds with them is killing him. He keeps saying he'll chose me, but I wonder how much of him repeating that over and over is a reminder to himself that I am worth it.
For the first time, instead of sleeping against a wall, he asked me to actually sleep next to him so that he could hold me. I needed the connection. I needed him, yet it is sad that our first time sleeping side by side has such a negative energy attached to it. I wish I could get in his head. He asked me to sleep in his arms and then sat up writing in his journal for a while until he thought I was asleep. I write this now while he sleeps, so I should probably finish and crawl back into bed so he doesn't wake wondering where I am.
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After a night's sleep in Riley's arms, it's obvious what I need to do. I need to pretend to put this behind me until I really can. I think Riley learned from this experience and we are unlikely to find ourselves in this predicament again. In addition to that, I don't have it in me to hurt him anymore like this when I can prevent it so easily. So, it's time to put my happy face on until I can really feel that happiness. The soul mother visiting him taught me to value the time we have together. So here goes for the happy face.
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Once he was asleep and forgot he was stressed due to sleep, laying in his arms was sublime. No doubt he loves me. He held me so tight. He didn't want to let me go even in sleep. Protecting me.
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A lot has happened since my last entry, even though it wasn't that long ago. So we'll write chronologically. First, Riley, SehKy, Keela, Micus and I were hunting undead and went a bit further than usual and ended up in ice spider land. The spiders there are quick and lethal. Keela, Riley, and I died. Luckily, the soul mother passed everyone over. However, it makes me nervous again. I don't want to be like Daniella with Chaynce. I'm going to make the wedding happen sooner. So if the soul mother takes Riley, I will have every moment I can with him. I think I might make it thru the wedding night without blushing the entirety of it now too. *smiley face* We've had a few kissing session. Everything proper enough, but we are both getting more used to each other.
Anyhow, after I died, I wasn't feeling so great so I stayed back while the rest went on. They met up with Cillyna's ex, Alazira. Riley came back talking of dresses and outfits. He said clothes didn't matter, more the person inn them, but I bought a new dress all the same. I didn't know for sure it was entirely proper. It is a bit low cut, but Riley assures me that not only does it look good, but it was still proper for public. Turns out part of the dress speak was him speaking of the wedding. I think he is as anxious to move it along as I am.
Commander Eagleheart put out a call to all with time to help the Shining Hand. His idea was to make an auxiliary unit to help when we were short handed. I showed of course, along with a long list of others. Turns out we had another meat locker to deal with. The situation reminded me a lot of when I joined the Shining Hand. As the only Beacon present, the Commander asked me to lead the others. They, if they want, will now be in that auxiliary group, because we simply don't have enough hands. Anyhow, just like last time, we went, destroyed the undead, destroyed the thing creating the undead and returned back to Ft. Llast. O yes, there is more to the story than that, but that is the short version of it. And just like last time, I came back to the temple and was promoted. It appears those rumors of me filling Captain Percival's roll after his death were true. The Commander promoted me to Captain. The honor is great, even if the position was gained thru a good man's death. It'll be interesting to see how I interact with my men. They are used to me among them, now I have to give them orders as well as fight alongside them.
It seems my first task is Hector and William. When Hector takes his Paladin oaths, he'll become a beacon under me. If William can get his anger in check, he will as well. I spoke with both after we made it back safely and the Commander left, and Hector seems to be in good spirits and seems to be working on his anger issues. Either that or next to William, anything would look good. William continues to insist that he does not dislike me, but he also didn't argue when I said I thought he just didn't handle women in charge well. The death of his family is eating him alive, but he had anger issues before that. He is the only student to ever make me lose my temper. He needs help, but doesn't want it. I told him to come see me if I could help. Let's just say I won't leave the light on waiting for him. I know Hector, who has lived thru the death of family, spoke with him. However nothing is getting thru to him. It seems to be worse since the Commander didn't give him an automatic pass into the Shining Hand when he takes his Paladin oaths. His feelings are hurt, but it is simply because he has so much darkness in him that if he tried to fight darkness, he'd be consumed. Despite it all, I think he is just a misguided young man.
I need to find out what my duties entail with the new job. This has been a near perfect week. Being promoted and getting even closer with Riley. Only downside I can think of is, what name do I use once I'm married?
Captain Stuart
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Busy Month at the Citadel
First Graduation Day. Raelyn, Mari, Marin, Hector and William all officially graduated. Each took their own paths and oaths, but we were all equally proud of them. I suppose now that they have graduated, I have to break the habit of calling them "the kids". I've seen or heard most of them taking advantage of not needing a chaperone anymore. I'm glad they are learning their way. Hopefully they learn their lessons without too many trips to the bindstone. A second ceremony was held for Cormac not long after that. He shocked us all by asking for an extension for joining the Toran ranks where he requested. I guess we will see how that works out.
A paladin named Kian has been assigned to me. He wishes to join the Shining Hand. I took him to what I deem "the meeting room" in the Citadel and explained to him what was to be expected, how we were different, darker than normal paladins; how if you don't keep yourself grounded, you may just become the monster you were hunting. He seemed to take what I had to say to heart. I also had a few brief lessons with him. Things that were either passed down to me or that I learned the hard way. He again seemed to listen and learn. I wish all my students were so obedient. We've set up to have future lessons. He seems to be good with women leaders, which is good as it is my division that is short on men at the moment. Hector was officially named Beacon Bael at his graduation, maybe Kian will follow in his footsteps.
A few weeks later, it was finally time for Riley and I to marry. My whole family made it since we held it in Huangjin. I can't tell you how nice it was to have them there. My dad walked me down the isle. I remember commenting to him on how beautiful it all was as I first saw the room. The Priests and I'm sure my mom were busy folks to make it look that nice. It was something I'm not likely to ever forget. But then my eyes found Riley. He looked wonderful in his dress outfit. It fit him, well.. perfectly. He's come worlds since the fashion disaster he was when I met him. From there on out it was repeat after me stuff, which come to think of, I ad libbed a bit. Then Riley sang. I swear I could strangle or hug whoever thought it a brilliant idea to have an Ilsarian raise Riley. His singing was so an Ilsarian thing to do, yet also sweet. A few off key notes, but who hears those at a time like that? To be completely honest, I half wanted him to finish.. so that he'd kiss me. That eventually did happen and we had our first kiss as husband and wife. I could have let it go on forever, but thankfully he had some sense left in him. Back down the isle we went and out came our guests. First Keela brought us our wedding present. Dozens of roses, but among them sat two emerald amulets that were set in what could only be termed a Toranite way. It had Honor, Valor, etc. engraved on it, but it was also nothing short of lovely. They even got a Priest in Llast to consecrate it for them. Mom and Dad and the family came by. But also theire was Samantha, Daniella, and her date Commander Eaglehart. I wouldn't swear to it, but I think he approved me leave for the honeymoon. I assured him that I would hold up business as usual and that the marriage wouldn't change that. Jared showed up, he even stood as Riley's best man. For propriety, I should probably call him Beacon Stenson, but to me he is my friend Jared. He made it clear he wished it was him that was my bridgegroom and not Riley, but he made no scene. It was humorous how everyone told Riley he better treat me right, but no one was worried on how I'd treat him. After Jared was gone, the Stargazer clan was next. I was so very happy to see Cillnya, Myla and Lance. I understood Ell was there as well, but to be honest, I didn't see her. Myla was her usual self. In other words, she was pure trouble. Luckily, that day her mayhem was directed at Cillnya. I am happy with Riley, but seeing Myla reminded me of the old pain. Leaving Lance's house when he married Elland thus spending less time with Myla, was one of the most difficult things I've ever done. I view her as a daughter. I helped raise her for over a decade and she doesn't really see it that way. Ell is her mother. That cuts deep. I didn' tlet it ruin my wedding day, but it has been on my mind a lot since then. It's not something I can fix either, merely something that will forever hurt. I remember when she used to come to me for nightmares. Now she comes to me for nothing. Anyhow, Mark also attended the wedding. I like him better in the role of guest than Priest. I think he got to enjoy it more. Riley and I were left to ourselves to start on honeymoon after that. It was wonderful and more than I knew to expect, even with older sisters telling more than I should have known. I think I understand now why Commander Eaglehart thought I might need some time off of work. Dragging ourselves back to the land of the moving took all of both of our will powers when we'd rather stay in each others arms.
Life is moving fast, but in a very positive direction. Toran will it, I'm a happy woman. I get to have my cake (my faith in Toran and my service to him) and eat it too (Riley.) I spoke with Riley. I'm going to leave my last name Stuart. It's been my name professionally for so long, and my dad has no sons. I just can't bear to give it up. It doesn't seem to bother Riley at all as long as he gets me.
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I feel off. I think I might be pregnant. I'm nauseous and tired and everything seems to have a stronger scent. With each of my sisters, this is how they knew. Riley is going to be thrilled, but I don't think I'll tell him yet. He'll tell me I can't do my job. I'll just be more careful. I told Commander Eaglehart that I would do my job despite being married and here I am six months later pregnant. I just got a promotion. How does it look for the captain to not be able to go out with her men on missions for the better part of a year? I might be able to hide it for a few months, but Riley knows my body well by now. He'll notice the weight gain. I'll change the style of my armor. Lucky for me, he just said not long ago that it was a little too close to my body and he was likely to find himself jealous. I cannot fathom telling Daniella. Her response is flat unpredictable. It's strange. I'm not scared of actually being a mom. Between my sisters, Myla, Riley and a good nanny, I can handle that. It' the pregnancy. I'll be out of commission and I don't like that feeling. I suppose I should learn to sling rocks or use a bow, because that is all Riley is likely to let me do.
Things to Do:
Re-design clothing and armor to hide it as long as possible
Get items to make a tea to settle the stomach.
Find a priestess that won't tell anyone to consult
Find a suitable weapon
Make invisibility potions
I will love the child, but Riley and I talked about waiting as this wasn't the best time for me professionally. I was taking the herbs. I didn't want to have children just yet, mostly because I wasn't ready to carry the child. I guess that is what happens when you enjoy being a newly wed though. I can't regret that.
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I spent a day relaxing and reorganizing at home. Apparently that is too out of character. Riley knows me too well. No matter how much I tried to reassure him, he knew something was up with me. He took it very well. He didn't attempt to go chauvinistic pig on me, which was good. He agreed with me that it Is early yet to tell anyone else. I figure that we'll play that by ear. So far the tea is keeping my stomach fairly steady, though I feel tired all the time. Riley took over the job of finding me a bow and teaching me the basics. I don't and won't like it, but even I must admit that there will be a time that I won't be able to fight in the front lines. I know it's still early, but Riley and I did agree on a name if it's a girl. Abygale Silool Alexander. Abygale, because that is my mom's name. Silool, because that was his nanny's name. Silool was the closest he ever had to a mother. And Alexander, because that is what is right, even if I haven't changed my name over.
Marinus and William have taken to being mother hens of the group. It's wonderful to see everyone banding together. They have among them (the former students) organized the gathering of supplies for their jewelry. Now they are working on lion skin bags and a few odds and ends, like weapon enchantments and spider boots or bronze shields. I am so proud of them literally taking care of each other. Riley is making potions for them from the knuckles that William, Marinus and I gathered. I made some the other day, but as any fighter knows, potions go quickly.
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It's too obvious I'm pregnant to try to hide it anymore. But unlike I feared, it hasn't kept me out of the field and away from doing my job. I went to Katherian recently with Riley, Kian, and Raelyn to look into some murders. After some investigation and deaths by two Shining Hand members that were already there, we tracked it all back to a den of Vampires who had managed to blackmail a gnomish alchemist into making a potion that made you young again. However, it also made you strong and with a need to kill. We took care of the den, including someone even burning down the place.. with us in it. Luckily we made it out in time, killed the vampires, but their hired hand was stone bound and made it out via the stone.
As for my personal life. Things are going well. Riley hasn't been around much lately, but I know he loves me. He didn't even bat an eye at a VERY pretty girl in Katherian... unlike Kian whose jaw hit the table. Speaking of Kian, upon completing the investigations, the Shining Hand offered him membership. He's now assigned to my group. Slowly getting a group of men that I know and can train to do things my way.
The students are doing well, learning lots, and it's good to see.
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I got word from Kian (a young man I was asked to train who is interested in being an Undead Slayer). In his note he said that he had gotten orders to show up to Kitharian and investigate some murders and asked if I was available to help. Riley came with me, so arrived on the docks and practically stumbled over Kian and Raelyn. The most recent murder victim's body was on the docks speared thru and hanging from that spear. It had been chewed on, parts of the body missing and the bite marks looked human. We spoke to a few other Beacons who had been looking into the murders. They seemed to have a bit of attitude and if I am to be honest, I was not pleased with them and had planned to speak to their commanding officer. I asked them to take care of the body and get it off the spike while we moved forward in the investigation.
From there we went to another location that a body was found, but the real information was found when we reached the local tavern. We stood out like a sore thumb. It sounds like the start of a bad joke, "Four Toranites walk into a bar." However, that is exactly what we did. We stopped to talk to a Halfling, who after a bit of pie bribing told us about a local working girl group who were prettier and younger than the other groups and whose boss was bigger and meaner. This was important because each of the victims was a married man who was cheating on his wife with prostitutes. It was what they all had in common. One of the working girls was present so we sent Riley over to talk to her (figuring he fit the profile of the victims best we had with us. He was married at least). He chatted her up and she brought him into the back room. The entire time Riley was talking to her, I have to admit I found the scene hilarious. The idea of Riley going to a working girl, well, it was humorous. I do have to admit, the girl was Beautiful with a capital B. Kian turned to look at the girl and his mouth dropped to the floor. I slapped him lightly upside the back of the head to remind him that 1) we were there on business and 2) that she was a working girl. Anyhow when she took him back to her room at the inn, I followed and stood outside the door listening. I wasn't leaving Riley alone with anyone who we thought my have some information on the murders. Next thing I know, the girl is running out of the room straight into me and Riley is hollering to stop her. I grabbed her and threw her to the ground, but she was strong. I mean really strong. It isn't often I find a woman who doesn't do what I do in my life who is stronger than I am, but she was. Luckily Riley joined me and between us we managed to hold her down until Kian knocked her cold. We tied her up and then before our eyes she changed into an old lady. Rae found a vial that had broken when she tried to use it with Riley, and after checking it out, it appeared that it was some sort of anti-aging potion but that it needed blood to complete it.
So, we went back to the docks to see her boss and instead came across the dead bodies of the other two Shining Hand members. Rae and I ran to them and began checking their wounds, which were clearly dead. We both tried praying to Toran to bring them back to us, but there was some kind of vileness that was making that impossible. Just then we were attacked. A group of street thugs tried to take us out. Despite the fact that I know that at least Riley and I were using the flats of our blades, trying NOT to kill them, only one lived and that was after Riley healed him. Lucky for us, he was talkative. He gave us all kinds of information, including where we could find the trouble and the password to get into the building.
And on we went. Rae had to leave, so it was just the three of us from there. We got in, but we fooled no one. They attacked and we put them all down. Vampires. Lots and lots of vampires. We kept searching and exploring. In the end we put down dozens and dozens of vampires, found one living and one dead working girl to save, and a gnome who made the potions under duress because they had his wife (who was dead). Among the dead vampires was the leader of the coven and his female cohort and a man I don't know much about, but would bet was soul bound and that we will see more of. Before we made it out, someone set fire to the building. Our exit was more a rushed exit of seeing to getting the living people out and trying not to burn ourselves. I grabbed one of the working women who was shrieking hysterically and threw her over my shoulder with ease and carried her out the door. Obviously your body can do things when it gets in that mode. I was worried about dying inside the building with the baby inside me. I don't know that I moved faster or was stronger at any time in recent history.
In the end, everyone who was still living made it out of the building. The gnome was mentally not doing well though. He loved his wife very much and her death seemed to snap something inside him. Kian was officially accepted into the Order of the Shining Hand and given orders to be in my unit. The bodies of the two dead Beacons were taken to Ft. Llast and given a proper burial.
I was happy that I got to take part of in this investigation because it showed me that even pregnant I could get my job done.
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//Written by Riley's player
LITTLE KICKER
The time was close and as much as Jillian wanted to stay active it was too much for her. Her back was racked with pain almost constantly now and even though all throughout the pregnancy she carried herself well these last weeks were miserable for her. But she never complained, well maybe just a little. Always faced the day with a smile and her only complaint was that she thought she looked liked a dancing cow. Never! She's radiant and beautiful even on her worst day. But regardless of how I see her it's time to go. Little Kicker will demand an audience soon and we must be prepared.
We had talked about where the birth should take place and after short discussion we both decided that it should be at her family home. What better place? Her mother and sisters are there and will want the very best for her and the newborn. And the temple is close by should anything go amiss. So we packed and headed for the docks and caught the next ship to Huangjin. The voyage over was uneventful. That is unless you consider Little Kicker noticeably assuming a lower posture to be uneventful. Jillian's back was now on fire and I knew she wouldn't be able to complete the walk to her parent's house without many rests. So I paid a one of the young seamen to go out with the pilot long boat and deliver a note to her parents. The ship's Captain was the same as when I came and asked for her hand and he told the young sailor to make haste or in his words, "Prepare for a thumpin", if he didn't go there straight away and not only deliver the note but offer his services. Another three hours crawled by as the ship made it's way into dock and the gangway was across. But even before that we could see that the young man avoided the Captain's wrath. There on the pier was Abygale and Richard. They had with them an ox drawn cart filled with straw. Both appeared to be calm. But I'm sure that their stomachs were turning. Mine was falling and tumbling uncontrollably.
At first Jillian refused the cart. She kept saying she wasn't infirmed and could walk but Abygale wouldn't take no for an answer. And it was good that she did. At least Jillian could be somewhat comfortable, kind off, as the cart rumbled along the path to the house. When we arrived Jillian's sisters were already active. When Sandra saw Jillian she sent her son straight away to fetch her midwife. Thank Toran for that as neither of us really knew what to expect and things started to move rapidly. Almost immediately upon entering the house Jillian gasped and her legs buckled as she doubled over in a shot of pain. A copious amount of fluid covered the floor where she stood. I was on the verge of panic. Jillian had the look of bewilderment. Abygayle just smiled and weighted the room with confidence which calmed us both and said that we got there just in time. The pain passed and Abygale slowly led Jillian to her room. I tried to follow but a look from her sisters and a gentle hand on my shoulder from Rick kept me from proceeding further. It was at that time that the midwife arrived and hurried into the room with bag in hand. And the waiting began.
"You know. It doesn't make the time move any faster if all you do is stare at the door. And before you ask it's only been a few minutes from the last time you asked. ", Rick said. I give him a muted smile and try to look away but every noise that comes from within the room demands my attention. What are they doing?, How is Jillian?, How much longer?, are the questions racing through my mind. There is increased commotion from within the room. A muted scream and Abygale's voice urging for someone to push. Push what? Quiet now. Then it starts again. What in all the hells is going on? I look at Rick. He smiles and tells me it's alright. Soon now he says. How can he be so calm? Then from the room I hear, "There's the head! Push child! Push! Almost there. Just a little more. One more child, just give me one more good push". Then silence. Followed by sobs and soft crying. I stand to head to the door. Is something is wrong!? I must know.
I take a step toward the door and it swings open. Sandra steps through the door smiling and wiping away tears. "It's a boy." she announces. "Jillian is fine. The baby is fine. We ... are fine. Give us a few minutes and you can come see her and your son".
A son! I ... I have a son! I feel Rick's hand on my shoulder. "Welcome to fatherhood Riley. Look. *he motions to the door* They are ready for you. Go see your wife and say hello to your son". I rise and make my way to the room. Or do I? I don't remember taking the steps to get there. I was just there. And what I witnessed was beyond all I could ever have imagined. Jillian propped up with pillows holding our son in her arms as she cemented the bond between mother and child. Tears of joy streaming down her cheeks. Tears streaming down mine I'm sure. I make my way over to her side and kiss her gently on her cheek. "You are amazing." I say. And I take the first real look at who she has been carrying for all these months. "He's beautiful." I say. "No. Handsome. He's handsome." she corrects me. Of course. Handsome. Our handsome son. Richard Alexander. Welcome to a confused world Richard. And I lean down and gently kiss him on the head. Welcome to fatherhood Riley. Don't mess it up.
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Richard is nearly five now. Time has certainly flown by. It won't be long before we are earnestly teaching him how to use a sword. Riley is wonderful as usual and life in the Shining Hand is.. well.. as normal as life in the Shining Hand can be.
The reason for this entry is to write out and thus work out my thoughts from a recent trip I took at Daniella's request. She has made friends with Lord Siphe. He was once a General of our enemy and is now, according to Daniella, her friend. She states that he is an honorable man and has good intentions. She is concerned for his safety however, because she does not have the same feelings for those who would inherit his title if he were to perish.
So, my job was to simply accompany her on her next trip to visit with Lord Siphe and give my opinion of his second in command. It is a good thing that Lord Siphe having a good opinion of me wasn't necessary, because almost from the start he decided he did not like me. I can't say that it particularly offends me. He is military to his very core and although I was raised military, all the time I have spent in the Shining Hand and doing what must be done instead of necessarily what the military would do has taken it's toll on the finer points of my manners. It is what it is.
In the end, it did not hinder my ability to get a read on Nijau. His actions almost completely mirrored mine. It wasn't long before I was fairly certain that his feelings for Lord Siphe were similar to mine for Lady Daniella. He trusts him and would give his life for him in a moment. I was given the opportunity to fight along side him, and that cemented my opinion. Lord Siphe doesn't have to fear his second in command taking him out of leadership, Nijau may not agree with all his decisions but he will do whatever he is told and will trust Nijau to the end. I think he is mostly just afraid of how we will affect his people. If they teach us, will we teach them our bad habits?
Besides that, Lord Siphe had lots of information to share with Lady Daniella. The stories varrying from Corathites attempting to corrupt the Toranite temple that is being built there to a story of a dragon named Shadorixkly and how in service to Molvaren, Lord Siphe had to leave behind his whole army. The Dragon possessed creatures that were near impossible to fight because you couldn't see them even if you knew they were there.
I need to find Daniella and tell her my conclusions.
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Life is an endless sea of meetings. I swear I have a constant headache these days. It is my duty though. Miss Daniella has asked me to be her advisor and body guard. I have a lot of catching up to do, but it is necessary if I am going to be any good at offering advice.
Miss Daniella seems to be very set in her decision to help Lord Siphe keep his new lands upkept and his people fed. I feel odd helping a former enemy, but I have to trust Miss Daniella. Toran obviously has put his faith in her, and she hasn't led me astray yet. I did finally hear a valid reason for why we are helping them other than Miss Daniella's gut though. A vote. Plain and simple. We need their vote to keep bad things from happening. That I can understand.
In addition to my endless hours of meetings lately, I did sit in with a meeting that included Beacon Bael. I like him. This comes as a shock to me, because when we were training him, I thought him a pain in the rear. I wonder if that is what my teachers thought of me. As I watch him behave, a lot of his behaviors remind me of myself. He's... quirky. I think I might have let Miss Daniella see a bit too much of the part I try to hide when among the more serious of the Toranites. I've simply spent too much time along in crypts over the years. My mind goes funny places and I have whole conversations with myself that make me chuckle. Of course, this makes those around me think me mad. Bright side about Beacon Bael, he just finds it amusing and thanks Toran that I am his Captain.
I am actually supposed to see Riley soon, so I am going to wrap this up and get ready.