Author Topic: Tyrian Baldu'muur... Letters Never Sent (Read 7520 times)

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #60 on:** August 05, 2006, 01:03:33 AM »

*grabs her journal after checking on his wounds*
*sits in the tub tending to her bruises from the giant bashing and writes*

Well, Exodus seems to harbor no ill will, for that I am happy... called me sister again. I would not know what to do without his kindness, he even gave me roses. And he was with a lady friend... He has a bear...

Saw an old friend in Amber, she seemed a good lass like always, took her on a bit of an adventure. Maybe a bit farther than I should have.

Had my brains pounded in by a giant... Thank the gods for Cym.

*some water splashes on the page as she rubs her bruises*

I have been thinking of home... Why do I have such a hard time thinking of it? Did all the ale in the inns dull my mind that much? Or have I just forgotten? Or did I want to forget?

*sets the journal down and climbs out of the tub toweling off*
*blows out the candle by the bathtub, puts her journal back next to his in the bookcase, and crawles under the covers*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #61 on:** August 10, 2006, 10:54:38 PM »

*waits for him to fall asleep and lights the candle*

Seems Drogo and I had a premonition... When we teased Nepp about having triplettes, a good sized pack Drogo said. Ash seems to think she is carrying three children. She says I cursed her.

*smiles*

I offered to help, tis the least I can do I guess, though I don't really think I'm responsible. I think whatever her and Nepp did is the cause of the tripplettes...

*leans over and kisses her touched husband*

He saw the mother tonight *shudders* Sometimes he just doesn't know when to run, but can I blame him? No. Twas how he was taught to fight. How he was taught to live, and die. Tis one of the reasons I love him.

Torans temple seems to have been closed in Pranzis. There are two huge stones in front of the doors. I wonder why. We shall have to investigate this. I see no reason why the new ruler should close the temples. For my Love I shall find out.

*sets another log on the fire, blows out the candle and snuggles up next to him*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #62 on:** August 15, 2006, 10:07:51 PM »

*opens the door and walks into the house and pulls her journal from the bookshelf, lights the fire and all the candles*

Ash has had her children! Three of them, a good pack as Drogo would say. I really didn't curse her... I swear. I was happy to be one of the first to hold them. I got to watch them all, Destiny, Peace and Tear, while she went to buy them beds. Exodus got to hold Destiny as well, he looked a bit nervous, he'll get over it, he's uncle Exo now. Can't wait til Creighton sees them.

*pen leaves a scratch across the page*

I must seek out Nepp... I don't know if he even knows his children are here... I hope I don't have to ring his neck or light him on fire. There must be a good reason for him being away for the birth. I hope. And I hope nothing bad has befallen him. Ash said a woman names Jil helped her with the birth. I owe her, whoever she is, a debt of gratitude.

*looks at the bed, the covers still made from the last night*

And my paladin *smiles* always wandering off.

*curls up by the fire with a wine bottle and a new book of spells*
*reads for a while and drifts off to sleep, the wine spilling and staining a cushion*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #63 on:** August 17, 2006, 09:47:13 PM »

*opens the door, comes around the corner hoping to see him curled up by the fire*
*sits by the fire noticing the stain from the wine on the pillow and tosses it in the fire watching it burn*
*takes her journal off of the shelf and opens it*

The three little ones are well. Kara seems to take good care of them, but I still checked on them three times today. Brought them some cows milk, they seemed to enjoy it. I found out that Nepp is out on a mission for a friend. At least I know not to scream at him when I see him again.

*stands and looks at the bed to see if it has been slept in*
*sits back down and picks up the quill*

I, I have not told anyone. I think that he is missing. Why else would he be gone so long. Did they capture him again? Did he... perish? Gods no... Tomorow is the day... The day I start asking everyone if they have seen him, and travel non stop looking for a trace or a rumor, or a...

*doubt creeps into her head*

Did I upset him? Did I drive him away? Did he fall in love with som...

*the pen trails off*

No it cannot be. He loves me. I need to get those thoughts out of my head. He has not left me. He must be on some noble mission. He must be doing

*she sets the quill down and gets a bottle of wine, opening it and drinks from the bottle in front of the fire, the journal and quill lie forgotten on the ground*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #64 on:** August 20, 2006, 09:38:47 PM »

*awakens in the night*
*gets up and lights a candle next to the bed and starts to write*

He has returned! Twas so nice to see him, and I had great news for him. While he was gone I missed my moon blood. Seems that we are ment to be parents. Shall be such a beautiful thing...

*quill trail off as she looks at him sleeping and thinks of him...*
*puts the quill back to the page*

He looked so at peace holding Tear, he shall make a great father. I hope I can be as good of a mother.

*blows out the candle and snuggles back up next to him by the fire, Good night my love she whispers as she drifts off to sleep*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #65 on:** August 24, 2006, 05:22:20 PM »

*enters the house seeing blood everywhere draws her rapier and casts invisibility and searches the house*
*slowly enters the room seeing bloody armor lieing beside the bed and the blood soaked sheets covering Creighton*
*pulls the covers back and tends to his wounds, bandaging and rubbing aloe over them*
*picks up her journal after placing clean blankets over him*

I might kill him myself...
Has he no common sense? Does he wish our child to grow up as he did missing a parent? He is lucky he is so comatose or I would lay into him right now. Lord, whoever you might be, please don't let him have seen the Mother. He will not be pleased when he sees me when he wakes.

*looks at the blood stains throughout the house and shakes her head*

I saw his grave in the swamps outside the lizards lair. If he came to rush to my aid I, I will...

*quill trails off*

Does he not understand that I can take care of myself? He hurls himself at danger trying to get to me and look what it gets him, us. I shall not be forgiving with him about this mess...

*sets the quill down and starts cleaning up the blood splattered house, rolling up the carpet and heaving it into the road and sets off to the merchants to buy more linens and a new rug*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #66 on:** August 24, 2006, 10:34:58 PM »

*finishes cleaning his deep deadly wounds for the second night and looks up, he is asleep*
*she pickes up her journal and opens it*

Am I cursed?

Did I curse him?

What is it?

*gently sets the quill down and thinks of him*

Tis not right....

*quill falls out of her hand as she drifts off to sleep in front of the fire*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #67 on:** August 25, 2006, 09:33:13 PM »

*opens the front door afraid of what she might see*
*sees him asleep and looking a little more full of color and breaths a sigh of relief, lights the candle, stokes the fire and begins to write*

What shall I do with him? I shall turn into him, trying to protect him. There is no way for me to change him, and if I did he wouldn't be the man I love... I can't tell him to open a tailors shop and retire from adventuring. I, I...

*the quill trails off*

I cannot loose him.

*looks at his armor, dented and scared, and an idea strikes her*

Thats it! I shall equip him in the finest... I have the coins for better armor, maybe I can get him a better cloak, gloves, and jewelry to protect him. If I could only teach him my protection spells...

*sets the quill and book on the table next to the bed and sets out to earn coins*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #68 on:** August 30, 2006, 03:12:51 PM »

*awakens to find him next to her*
*stokes the fire and pulls out her journal and smiles*

I had no idea... I should have noticed long before... He has equipment a novice would wear, tis a wonder he did not die long ago.

*smiles and shakes her head*

I have the full plate, I hope he can wear it, it is so bloody heavy. Rain had to drag it to me and I had to drag it to my chest in the bank. I can't wait for him to see it. And, I can finally throw those god awful smelly boots in the first trash can we find. He knows not of those, should be a nice evening. He better at least take me to dinner!

The child seems to grow, I felt a gentle kick yesterday. I have been speaking elven all the time to him? her? As my Mother and Father did to me. Our little quarter elf is growing fast. He shall be a great father as long as he is alive...

We must speak of battle tacitics or signals. We both fell yesterday... and it should not have been. If I had time to cast the last spell he could have chopped their smoldering bodies apart. Tis something we need to work on. Perhaps on some lesser foes that we know we can take anyway just to get our timing down. I must stop the drunken dwarven charge. I guess if we have to consult before every battle we shall for a while. I do not like us being struck down by beasts that I later incinerated on my own. They paid dearly for our deaths. How to change an ex-paladins tactics when he thinks he's a drunken dwarf? Hells he doesnt even drink...

*laughs quietly*

*closes the journal and stretches her back*
*quietly opens the door and leaves to seek out more coins for his equipment*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #69 on:** September 06, 2006, 05:14:14 PM »

*opens her journal and begins to write, with the journal resting a bit on her growing belly*

If he keeps this up his child shall grow up fatherless as he did...

*looks at him sleeping and smiles a bit*

Two more visits by the bloody mother and I shall be a widow. I am so confused as to what to do, I can't take him with me on adventures anymore but I can't really tell him not to come. And I do not know if I can be effective in battle with my eyes constantly watching him, putting us both in more danger. But if he does not seek adventure I feel that his soul will be even more crushed than it seems to be now. Who has the answers?

*stops writing and grins as she feels a kick, "Hello little quarter elf", she whispers*

I, I am so confused. Does anyone have the answers?

He is worried that he has angered a god. Is it Toran? And if it was Toran should he not take his wrath out on me, he left the his paladinship for me. Or is Toran taking his wrath out on both of us? Should he retire and become a tailor sewing away his days, or should I force him back to the church to die like a true paladin of Toran should? If, if I left him he would go back and maybe placate his god, and keep the mother at bay? Do I dare do this out of love? Force him to return to the faith?

I, I am so confused.

*Tears dot the journal, she closes the journal, puts it back and curls up by the fire*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #70 on:** September 06, 2006, 11:20:46 PM »

*comes into the house careful not to make noise and wake him*

I spoke with Ifion...
I think I may have a way now.

*smiles*

If I can pull this off...

*feels a little kick "quiet quater elf" she mumbles as she drifts off, dreaming of collecting mushrooms for taning acids*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #71 on:** September 12, 2006, 05:38:42 PM »

*sits slowly on the couch by the fire*

It is almost time. The quarter elf kicks and kicks, I think he? she? wants out.

I must find Ash. After her three maybe she can help me deliver this one. I will probably need a healer as well, I shall think on that.

*Instantly thinks of one*

No it should not be him. A woman, perhaps Mylindra would agree.

*sighs and sets the quill down momentarily, before picking it back up*

I think he shall be gone for the birth, he left a note. Toran has called. I wished it in a way, I should be happy that his god needs him. But he left his god for me, for a family. I am so confused again. I just hope is is alright.

*"Ouch! That was a hard kick," she cries,"I'm gonna get even when you come to see me"*

A name, a name. I need Creightons help with that...

*she smiles a bit and puts the journal down*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #72 on:** September 16, 2006, 12:02:06 AM »

*crawls and grabs her journal off the table in pain*

I have had him... The quarter elf is loose on the world.

*beams a huge smile as she snuggles with him by he fire*
*falls asleep spilling the ink on the rug*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #73 on:** September 18, 2006, 09:05:42 PM »

*sits by the fire after getting the babe to sleep*

I have named him, I hope Creighton won't be upset. I couldn't just keep calling him baby gibberish names... I named him after Creightons father, Chaynce. Chaynce Dallorious the Second... sounds nice. I hope he agrees.

*pours herself a huge glass of wine and takes a large sip*

Tis nice to have some wine again.

I wonder where he is. He has been gone six months now, and no one knows where he is. I have asked about, even tried all the Toranites I know, but knowone has a clue. All I can do is wait.

I have been collecting silk for him. He will have to do some penance for me when he returns and it involves getting all these bloody furs out of our chests. Lord I can't even store my own things... there must be hundreds of them and theres still more in Axo's house. Maybe it will keep him from the mother as well.

*takes another sip of wine*

I saw the leader of Pranzis a couple of evenings ago at a trial. Bloody ogre. He freed the dragon called but his headsmans axe "slipped" and beheaded another and then he put the princess to death after she spit on him. He is a brute. The trial was a farce, simply to make him look as if he had mercy by pardoning a few and then achieving his goal of killing the princess.

I may have to move. I don't know if I can live in a town ruled by that bloody dwarf.

*puts the quill down, checks on Chaynce, and climbs into the bed*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #74 on:** September 21, 2006, 10:48:39 PM »

*settles by the fire after getting Chaynce to sleep and pulls out her quill. Pours a glass of wine*

I saw the nameless dungeon today... twas a good and bad trip. I managed to stay alive as others were slaughtered around me. Bloody Vampires. I have been traveling with Mylindra and her friends, a man named Mandalorian, I think thats how you spell his name, and Balazar. Sakura came with as well, I am begining to enjoy her company more and more. Balazar reminds me alot of my love... I think him and Mylindra might, well, be attached. He was wearing a amulet of strength that Mylindra bought from me...

*puts the quill down and take a drink of wine*

Chaynce is nearing 2 months old. He looks alot like his father, his dark hair growing wild on his head. He seems to have a bit of his fathers half grin when he smiles... I miss his smile.

*puts down the quill and starts the fire with a burst of magic*

I, I, may be a widow. Praylor has been looking for him. I shall ask Maev, she was just inducted into the clergy. None of the Toranites know where he is. Guess I need to start looking, harder than I have been.

*takes another long sip of wine*

I need to find Ash. If anyone can track someone down it would be her. Perhaps I shall go to the temple and... and what? They shan't listen to a godless woman like me.

*sighs and closes the journal really wanting to throw it against the wall but doesnt... knowing it will wake her son*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #75 on:** September 25, 2006, 10:22:42 PM »

*comes in the front door with Chaynce in her arms, lies him in bed and kisses his forehead*
*pulls out her journal, pours a glass of wine, and begins to write*

I, I am having a hard time hiding my pain. I have asked all of the Toranites I know. No one knows where he is. I try to keep a, an, a... I hide my feelings of sorrow.

I need to talk to someone. I need to find Ifion. He might have some idea what I should do. Can I trouble him like that? Would it be fair?

*puts the quill down, stokes the fire to a huge blaze, and takes a long sip of wine*

Our boy grows by the day. He looks more and more like Creighton everyday.

I, I am selling some of his skins. I need the coins for food, milk, and equipment to keep me alive.

I am alone. I find my anger rising. The anger that I have always kept in check. It seems to come out now in battle.

*sighs and puts the quill down, drains her wine glass and curls up next to Chaynce*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #76 on:** September 30, 2006, 06:51:04 PM »

*sits by the fire with Chaynce in her lap, picks up the quill and begins to write*

I, I am growing more and more confused. I hurled myself a death time and time again yesterday until I found it... three times. I cursed and spit at the name Toran. I, I can't die.

*looks at Chaynce*

But I am alone. I have only seen Ash in passing and my other friends besides Mylindra and Exodus seem to have abandoned me... or maybe it is my perceptions. Daniel hurled his shield and sword at my feet after my deaths in the desert, I threw them back at him and cursed Toran.

I, I have an offer that might bring me power. Though I do not know if I trust the man who made the offer, and I know Creighton would not trust him. I must decide soon. Do I persue power and preserve my life? Or hold on to hope that Creighton will return and make me whole again?

*takes a large sip of wine*

I should get back to my crafting. Lillian has silver for me. Perhaps it will keep me out of trouble. I have sold his lion pelts. I needed the coins to pay the nanny, Sarah, for when I am away. He will understand I hope. If not, do I care?

*the pen leaves a mark across the page*

Do I care? How could I have written that? How could I not care?

*there is a knock at the door, it is Sarah, Tyrian puts Chaynce in bed and picks up her swords, pulls on her armor and enters the portal for Mistone*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #77 on:** October 03, 2006, 10:09:35 PM »

*comes into the house invisible and silent*
*sees Exodus and Chaynce snuggled together by the fire and picks up her journal and writes a line*

Uncle Exo... I knew he could do it!

*Quill leaves the page and comes back down*

I spoke with him as well, such a kind man. He thinks not of himself but everyone else. The way he talks with me, how can he do it?

*finally tries to write the words*

I...

*the quill trails off*
*closes the journal and sets it down so not to wake the boys by the fire, pours a glass of wine and gets in the tub scrubbing off ogre blood*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #78 on:** October 08, 2006, 09:46:32 PM »

*opens the front door, hands an exausted Sarah a pouch of coins and sends her on her way*
*looks at the destruction in the house and laughs as she sees all four children sleeping in a pile by the fire*
*picks the lone unbroken quill up and pours a glass of wine*

Nepp may be dead. Praylor said he spoke with his ghost, by his tree in Hlint. Wren said that it might be possible... that one could speak just before the soul mother took you forever. I should write to Ash... let her know my fears.

And I have fears of my own. I don't think Ash's children are the only ones without a father. I fear he is gone too. Four children and no fathers... I, I shall begin to hunt his sword. If he fell, the sword remains. I will know it when I see it, for I made it.

What shall we do?

*tears dot the page*

Am I blessed or cursed?

*looks at the children by the fire, puts the quill down, sets a few more logs on the fire, and snuggles up next to them, adding herself to the pile and drifts off to sleep*

merlin34baseball · « **Reply #79 on:** October 10, 2006, 09:25:14 PM »

*enters the house quietly, wakes Sarah and sends her on her way*
*pours a glass of wine and sits down by the fire, watching the children sleep*

Well, the destruction is not nearly as bad today, seems the children are settling in a bit. Seems Nepp is not dead, thank the gods. Twas some sort of misunderstanding. Those things happen I guess. Praylor feels horrible, I told him not to worry about it, but that paladin in him, he seems unable to forgive himself.

*takes a long drink of wine*

Skeletons attacked Hlint today. Started in the graveyard, warriors everywhere. We beat them back only to find a black rune stone in the open grave. The bloody princess Mila took it and ran from town. We all chased her down and her, Rhynn, and Malor started fighting over it. Thank the gods again that the skeletons came back... and distracted the fools, sheesh I'm thankful for skeletons.

*shakes her head and takes another drink*

We defeated the skeletons and the rune stone sank into the ground. It was dug up by Miriel but disintegrated... For the best I think. I would like to know who was burried in the grave it started at though. I think Jennara is looking into it.

*looks into the fire as she sips some wine*

I think I may take the widows black. I, I don't know if I can keep hoping he comes home. Tis been over a year. He was so excited to have a child and now? Where is he? He must be lost... I, I must move on. I can't stay like this, hiding my feelings, telling everyone I am fine.

*a tear dots the page as the pen trails off*
*she gets up to see if she has any black dye in the house*