Author Topic: The Memoirs of Rhynnala Asantiani (Read 5037 times)

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #100 on:** July 22, 2006, 11:38:34 AM »

Confused….Ultimately that’s where this whole thing leaves me.

   I went to help Annalee with …I don’t even know! See! I know it has something to due with her lost twins and the ritual but I don’t know the whole story. It seems to be a very old one. Anyway, Ill start from my beginning.

   A Bard, Serahala, came up to us all in tears asking for help finding the last reagent to a cure to save her father. She was in a crypt in the troll mountains and a gnome apparently stole her amulet for some dark ritual. My arse. Didn’t trust her for one second. Annalee said she reminded her strongly of herself and Drogo said she smelled like bones. That settled it. Bone Woman. I don’t trust her.

   Anyway, so We went to the Troll mountains, into the crypt. We were led by Ozy who said something about the crypt belonging to Keaira’tynen. Maybe he meant the portal to Bator (The proper one, not the one we ripped open) was in there. So that meant I almost decided to just wait outside until the whole thing was over. Best not to tempt the higher powers you know, even if she did do me a favor all those years ago. Whatever.

   I wound up going into the crypt and we saw the place where the ritual had either been started and abandoned, or ended. No idea. Something with Children, but Ozymandias said we needed to get to Spellgaurd and fast. People seemed to want to take a gazillion different routes, and eventually ended up in North Point. I got annoyed and used my Wizard’s Tome to get me back to Pranzis and use a house portal back to Hlint.

   As soon as we were all in Hlint we made the uneventful trip to Spellgaurd. Apparently it was a house of the gnome Dougul? That we were looking for. 666 Spellgaurd? Hrm Hrm. There was a trap door under a rug. It led to some dungeon..and that led to bedrooms. Something about the seven deadly sins. Someone said two of them were still alive. How can sins Die? Unless they were avatars of the seven deadly sins incarnate. This is the part I don’t understand. Shadison and Viper? Children? Cult? All I know is that we found the gnome in the last room, and that he called me Hideous , Ugly, ETC. You know what? Your Mother. Well, he got himself killed by Serahala eventually, and even if he’s “On our side” I couldn’t help but feel better when he kicked the bucket, even if I knew we’d have to revive him.

   Serahala said something about being the daughter or someone. I’m guessing one of the Seven Deadly Sin people. I don’t get it. Ozy said he’d tell us the story and I hope through doing that he clears some more things up. I really don’t understand what’s going on , I just know two things

1) Annalee’s children are in danger
2) We have to help them.

Annalee wanted to make the trip to Pandemonium herself Even After Ozymandias said it would be pointless. I do hope she listened to him and decided not to go, I haven’t seen her since she ran off…

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #101 on:** July 23, 2006, 10:55:52 AM »

MAF MAF MAF….

Broke into a Pranzis museum. Those guards are serious as the HELLS. In a year, Broegar must have had ample time to prepare guards and set up an extensive line of rules. The sad thing is, I can see where he’s coming from with almost all of them. One or two are a big preposterous. Such as the Common Only. Thing. That’s just not fair. But others…Well, I’ll follow them to my liking , or at least make it look like I am.

The museum itself was just one round of stupidity after another. Thos went ahead and opened a warded door that was locked, unleashing some strange Angel..things. Looked like my Ilsare summons a bit. Anyway, went into another room. Pretty much raided the museum for all we could find. By that time we were trapped inside because the guards saw through the Drunken Disguise Freldo made (It did look hilarious, for all its worth), and caught us trying to sneak in in the first place. So They waited around there. We headed upstairs where we found an after-image of Kaya standing next to a portal and surrounded by the heaviest wards I’ve ever seen in my life. Whatever she was escaping had to have been serious.

And that’s when I noticed the fire. And the Pranzis gaurds facing towards the wards. And a arseload of imps facing away from the wards. It was a battle. But why would the guards be after Kaya? I do have one thought, and it may be kind of silly. But I think , that at least the guards may believe that perhaps she killed Alvin M’asty?

Anyway..Big Wards..Fire everywhere. Dead bodies. What does that scene radiate? I’ll tell you what that scene Radiates: Don’t Touch and Back The (Censored) Up. That’s what that scene Radiates.

But Of course, once again my faith in humanity is tested and dwindles as Lin’Da (How she put forth enough effort and focus to become a wizard I’ll never know) Goes right up to the ...ed thing and pokes it. Alright, I realize I’ve done some stupid things in the past. I recall running into a portal and getting myself killed. But there’s a difference. When I do stupid things they’re isolated. Meaning, they only hurt me. When she did this stupid thing the (Cessored) ward fired a hellball and killed everyone in the immediate area. it’s a good thing I was standing far enough away ONLY to have most of the life knocked out of me and to be knocked on my arse, or else I would've been about ready to kill her then and there. Again.

It was at that time Lin’Da left. Good Riddance. Because even with her not there everyone died at least once. Pranzis gaurds, random traps. Death Death Death.

The only good thing that came out of it is that we have Kaya’s journal. Hope we can get somewhere from there.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #102 on:** July 24, 2006, 11:19:19 PM »

No speaking..No magic...no magic...

Epheris came...Someone ran through the gates Screaming Murder..I went out to see..Brisbane was there..told me to leave..I refused...I should've left..

Epheris had T'ashr. Tried to let him let go. He wouldn't. Said I had an oath. Said he would rather have Pyyran. Found Pyyran..took out a quill. Rawkwin said the quill let anything that was written with it come true..

Wrote onto Pyyrans arm. "The one they call Rhynn , her Mouth will close, her lips will blacken her tongue will swell...

It happened.

No speaking

No magic..

They're looking for healers..

Im a fool

but this is something I am paying for now that came about by idiocy of the past. I would have never done what I did then now....

Pyyran swore he would not get in Epheris' way. He swore he would not kill us..

I say we get the Quill..He cant kill us. He swore...

Get the quill Write something along the lines of

"And Rhynn returns to her normal state. Epheris is discharged from the body of the priest, and the items all fall into [Insert name here's] hands."

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #103 on:** July 26, 2006, 01:57:12 AM »

It’s amazing what one can learn when they shut up long enough to be able to look past the surface. When they keep their mouth shut long enough , when they don’t comment and simply listen. Maybe I’m forced into this, but maybe some higher power saw it as a much needed learning experience for me. Perhaps there is much I can learn from a state of silence. Given, it is the most heart tearing thing in the world not being able to use magic, but perhaps, just maybe, there is something to be gained from this entire ordeal.

I’m getting to know those around me in ways I don’t think I ever would if I could talk. The dwarf Turor Is not a grumpy old dwarf. Well, he is, but he’s so much more than that. Even though he yelled at me for pacing, and attempted to bad Thos out of the sky, he seemed genuine in his attempt to help me. He said I needed to learn mining. And he took me into the gobblin caves, showing me the ropes. So I couldn’t mine, and it was very hard for me to get anything done. I got a few arrows in, and managed to use a wand, once again feeling the warm flow of the weave surround me, but for the most part I let Turor take care of it. He taught me to smelt. I think I messed up more than I managed to turn into ingots, but he seemed pleased. At least, he seemed pleased enough to clap me on the shoulder, smile as well as any working grumpy dwarf could, and hand me a mining pick of my own, telling me to practice. He kind of reminds me of Grympint. I miss Grym. But I am glad that I shut up long enough to get to know Turor.

I tried my hand at tinkering and found myself amazingly good at it. I managed to make myself casting molds from clay, managed to mold the iron ingots into arrow heads, managed to chop my own hickory and make them into arrow shafts, and then even manage to make a few arrows from all of that, plus a few bird feathers I happened to have had. I feel proud of myself, shooting my own home made arrows out of my bow.

Celgar walked up to me and handed me a blue rose, and sat with me for a time, not minding my silence. He knows what happened but doesn’t seem to care . He vowed to help and for that I am thankful. Very thankful. He took me and a few others to the barbarian isles. I think he wanted to get my mind off of things, and for that I am thankful. He told me I was never useless, and still am not.

Its funny. I always thought I had no use. Now I see that error as well. I have a use, even in my Weaveless state I do. I have my witts , and I have my personality. I am Rhynn , no one else can be Rhynn but me, and no matter what happens to me, I am always Rhynn. And No one can take that from me. And because of that I will always have a use, even if its simply being Rhynn

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #104 on:** July 28, 2006, 12:51:33 PM »

I’ve been writing. A lot. But none of it has been a real journal entry, and for that I am sorry. Between writing down my response to everything, and well..Just that really, I haven’t felt much like writing anything else.

Still no cure, but we’re working on it. Brisbane and Celgar both got into contact with Plenarius for me, and for that I should thank them. Especially Brisbane; I know her and Plenarius must get along about as well as Freldo and I, so…well…

He did some sort of preliminary check up, to see exactly what the problem was, then concluded that there was nothing he could do for me right then and there. Ozymandias said that a very powerful remove curse and restoration should do it, but that it really needs to be locked into place to make it permanent, and that’s what we need to study, or else it would last about ten minutes. Ten writhing minutes of agony. The plan of action is for Ozymandias and I to do our own separate research. I have the Great Library, to which he cannot enter, and he has his own sources to which I will not question or speak of.

With not being able to cast, I have found myself meditating. Yes, Rhynn has been meditating. I’ve found that with enough concentration I can literally dive into the weave. Let it flow like a river through my veins. Close my eyes, tap into it, and let it ripple over my skin, sewing its pattern into my very soul. If anything comes of this, I think it’ll be that I’ll feel closer to the magic that I’ve worked for and that has been granted to me in return.

A Blessing in disguise. That’s what Celgar and I came up with. He says he’s happy to have a bit of the old, slightly more naive , slightly less jaded Rhynn back, he just wished it didn’t come at such a cost. I’m happy to think that I can see things a bit better, learned I’m not useless, and have a little more focus. Maybe if I’ve learned anything, it’s how to find a balance. A balance between the old and the new.

“Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold”

Isn’t that an old bard’s saying?

I guess I have been neglecting the old as of late, and focusing on the new. Treana, AnnaLee. I think they both expressed that they miss me. I must pay more attention to my old friends lest I loose them. They’re happy for my happiness and feel the pain of my sadness and my condition. Why neglect them?

I’m grateful for everyone being so nice to me. That’s another lesson I’m beginning to learn. It’s not a sign of weakness to ask for help. It’s a sign of maturity. When one knows they can not do everything on their own, and then are humble enough to ask for help with that for which they cannot complete, then it shows they are growing wise, and let go of the youthful idea that A man can be an island, and function completely on his own separate from everyone else.

Lastly, apparently I’m “An Ozy Clone with a speech impediment”. Now don’t get me wrong, I had nothing against the Halfling twit. Sure, she annoyed, but I think that’s part of her general appeal, at least to other people. Didn’t and doesn’t fly over to well with me. I used to think it was a Halfling thing, but I really do only see two of them act like that. Anyway, I’m generally peeved with her now, but I’ll try to keep my cool for everyone else’s sake. Like I said to her, with a flourish and a bow: At your Gods ...ed service.

PS: Turquoise Bards are going to find themselves at the wrong end of a chiv soon. Real Witch my arse. And Furthermore, SERAHALA IS CHARMING YOU YOU IDIOT! I’m sorry, but he’s not putting himself and the rest of us in danger for some stupid girl who happens to be pretty. I’ve had enough dealings with that. Serahala is a smart one. She knew exactly where the weak link was, and dived at it with the powers she had. She could have attacked Annalee’s compassion, or my rage, but she chose to go after his soft spot for pretty women in distress. Smart woman…smart girl..I’ll kill her too eventually. I will not ruin a thing for anyone. Mouth or not.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #105 on:** July 30, 2006, 01:38:12 AM »

I took the ship and sailed.

MAF Had another meeting tonight. Well, I call us, the explorers MAF now, seeing as Kaya is gone and Alvin is dead. We met at the Corax lake, Celgar even came with me this time, to discuss where we were and where we were going. Our biggest breakthrough came from the maps. And since Lin’da was counters crying , we decided quickly to go to Sandstone. We went to Saudiria, and hopped the boat

Only pirates hopped the boat too, and in the end, even after we killed the pirates, our ship’s Capitan and crew were killed off as well. It was up to us to get safely to Sandstone. I volunteered as the Capitian and navigator, since I had the experience. Kyle, Honora, Lilian, Lucius, Celgar and Iridril were my crew. Freldo boosted spirits with his song. Rawkwin , Ashiel and Ferrit kept as lookouts , and if I’m forgetting someone, they were helping too. Ah! Lin’da and Drogo, they were feeling for magical pulls, which turned out to be very important.

Long story short, I think we found the underwater city of Estibana. There was a vortex, but we did not dare venture near just yet. Instead, I marked the place on the map where we found the pull, and we vowed to return. In the end, I got the ship safe into Sandstone. I feel it was one of my greatest accomplishments to date. I have never been more proud of myself and those around me.

I think the tension between Freldo and I is finally letting up. He spoke with me calmly, and I found that I did not mind, nor feel awkward speaking back. Maybe because I wasn’t actually speaking, but who knows. Funny what being voiceless gets you sometimes. You learn to shut up and listen to those around you for a second. I know I’ve said this before but I cant help emphasize it.

What’s truly confusing me is Pyyran and Celgar. Don’t really want to write about it just yet. Celgar is old enough , I suppose, to be my father but…and Pyyran is my friend but I think he….I don’t know

I’m confused….

And even when I try to shut up and think My brain won’t.

Maybe I should curse it shut….

Har

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #106 on:** July 31, 2006, 12:34:09 AM »

Time It Took The Most Of Me And Left Me With No Key To Unlock The Chest Of Remedies*

We tried...Pyyran, Yard , Daeron and I traveled to the great library and then back to Blackford, we tried to learn what we could do for ourselves. Celgar met us in the great library, and while being extreamly happy to see him, Yard and he got into a bit of a squabble. It made me sad. Yard is my friend. Celgar he....and I don't want them fighting

In the end.... Greater Restoration, in the long run, the simplest of things, held the key....

Pyyran's arm...The curse was held in Pyyran's arm....

A healer in blackford Healed it

I so thought my mouth would heal along with it..

Alas...

Time It Took The Most Of Me And Left Me With No Key To Unlock The Chest Of Remedies*

His arm was healed, and my mouth remained..

However, we are to try the Aeridinite temple at North Point next. I will get into contact with Rawkwin...heh

"A Healer of Life and a Lady Despised. Choices Merge to Find solution good or ill to feindish fate"....Ah The truth of The Bard's words strikes again.

I had gotten my hopes up so...but this will be healed. I have Faith, and I have Hope...

Faith and Hope...

Har...

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #107 on:** August 02, 2006, 07:49:13 PM »

Time for a journal entry, now that my hand is no longer cramped from all the writing.

I am healed, at least temporarily. Rawkwin preformed a greater restoration on me, and while the fiendish taint is still about my mouth area, I can talk and cast easily. It will only last a couple months ((1 RL week)) before I need the casting done upon me again, but until I can find a permanent cure this shall suffice.

Kiva got me to admit something a few days ago. It had been a time since I spoke with him, and he was apparently as unware as any that I could indeed speak again. He was one of the first people I told. He just grinned and found it interesting that I managed to keep the secret of the reclaiming of my voice form everyone. Said I was sneaky. Maybe so. Anyway, he got me to admit that I had feelings for Celgar. I don’t know if I like the fact that it is so easy to get me to admit something, but maybe its not that at all, maybe I wanted to say something and was just waiting for an opportunity. Har. Not like I could speak before. Maybe I just wanted an opportunity to talk in general. But I know it to be true. I do have feelings for him..

Lets see, what else. I quit the Arcane Alliance. Well, I sent in my letter of resignation, so I think that’s just about the same. I just don’t need them anymore, nor do they need me, nor do I trust them. Lia asked me to meet her in Arabel a few days past, and I go only to find out they’ve gone onto some tower to the North without me. I was warned that the Black Wizard tower rested up there. I had had my suspicions before, but now they are confirmed. I don’t see myself having a future with a group that I do not trust. So I made the decision to quit.

I helped Daren and Jil with some sort of Lich problem that led us into a tower to talk with a Lich who lost half his soul to an orb and I have no idea what’s going on so I have to ask Yard or Ozy about it.

That’s all, My hand’s cramping up again. If I never see another quill it’ll be too soon

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #108 on:** August 03, 2006, 10:24:14 PM »

Supin….

A woman named Supin walked into Hlint today, and ran up to Celgar calling him “My Dear”. Left me utterly confused until he said something about loving her five years ago.

Turns out Celgar had a fiancee…

How Ironic.

How do I keep getting myself into these situations?

I sat invisibly, behind a well, and watched as they argued. Supin said she remembered no one and nothing but Celgar and his engagement. Cel said five years may seem like a wink of time to an elf, but to a human in love is forever. He said he had lost all hope in her coming back, and with that his love for her died. She …I guess she gave up and walked off, and I made my way away from there so no one would see..

Only I forgot Celgar had true seeing casted.

He followed me….He seemed sad, but a familiar sadness…He asked me if I thought any differently of him, telling me that he had 5 exes. I told him I did not. He had been faithful to each of them, and did not seek them just to bed them. He’s just searching for the right one, and I do not think any less of him. I heard him mumbling to Lucinda asking if he’d ever find love..

Lucinda can not answer that….

Though I don’t think Ilsare can answer that either…

She’s never answered me when I asked the same….

Its something you must discover yourself.

Have…..

*There is a break in the page*

Went to Xantril a couple days later to meet up and fight the Light. Brisbane , Ozymandias, Talan, Iridril, Aralin (I’m butchering these names) , Drogo, Pyyran and I. There was a boy, and a house…Pyyran and Brisbane went inside, then the house disappeared leaving only a small shack in its place. Apparently the house was in a different reality..or some such. Anyway, Epheris came.

He told us that Brisbane would be different, and Pyyran would be doomed. He told us to tell him when the house came back, then he walked up to me..

He smiled and said “I almost thought you had it figured out” but made no move to hurt me.

Maybe he smelled the fiendish energy. He seemed to be..sniffing…Odd…

Whatever, Ill figure it out eventually…Till then, Greater Restoration

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #109 on:** August 05, 2006, 12:34:34 PM »

What great fun!

I wandered one day, into the Pranzis’ craft hall to find Ozymandias making something quite curious indeed. Decked out in a red and gold coat, with an odd looking Helm, he told me it was the exact look (minus a few inches in height of course) of Bloodstone. I actually found it quite interesting, but asked him why he decided to do it. He said since people perceived him as a great evil, he would dress the part, and that got me thinking. People precieve me as nothing more than his pet, so…

I made an outfit to look the part of Blood’s courtesan, and together we decided to go romp through Hlint and cause a general up rise. It would be great fun!

On the outskirts of Hlint we met up with Kyle and Ferrit, who decided to join into our little charade, playing the part of Black Wizards, more or Blood’s so called pawns. We went around the gates and entered through the west. To Ozy’s disappointment only a few actually recognized him as Bloodstone. We did , however put on a good show, with Ozy’s expert philosophical musings turning everyone’s thoughts and comments back against them. I just played my part, and kept quiet and docile until talked to. I thought I would feel uncomfortable but I didn’t, it was too funny and it was all I could do to stop a constant flow of giggles. The “Finale” of sorts came when Jaleel happened upon us, and Ozy turned his words against him as well…Serves him right, I am no one’s pet.

After the little act I made my way to Leilon to speak with Freldo about a letter regarding the staff that he had sent me. I knew he would probably be busy with the Halfling’s party (something I had no interest or patience for that day) but I wanted him to know that I would talk to him when he had a chance. Couldn’t be made to wait around there too long so I told him to drop me a note or find me. On the way out I saw a note hung from the bulletin speaking about Blood’s Return. Had a right old laugh at that.

A few days later Celgar showed up. Nyyana was there as well and she tried to apologize to him but he wouldn’t have it. I think he just wanted to be alone; more or less. If she chose a better time I’m sure he would not have yelled at her. But then who can know for sure? I’m not going to let it get in the way of anything, The problem between Nyyana and Celgar shouldn’t involve me.

Celgar and I traveled about Dregar, from the Pranzis all the way to Hurm, then back to Leilon. With my hand in his he led me to Blackford, to the beautiful waterfall and told me it was sort of a Holy Ground to him. A place from his past….And that’s when we kissed.

He had to go shortly after but he handed me an amulet, his first Holy symbol that I now wear ‘round my neck…

Oh gods..

I’ve fallen in love haven’t I?

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #110 on:** August 07, 2006, 06:11:18 PM »

Snakes Snakes Snakes Sandstone Snakes Death Doom Doom Doom…

Hmm..

I had to sail the ship again, back this time to Saudiria, with a pile of dead bodies aboard. Lovely imagery no? Note to self: When someone says its snake breeding season, don’t walk into a snake nest. Note to everyone else: When Freldo and I agree upon something, Listen to us!

So now us MAFers are deciding where we’re going next, that’s pretty much where we’ve left off…

I led Mith to Shadison’s layer. 666 Spellgaurd. Dougal’s home. Trapdoor under the rug. Perhaps I should not have. Perhaps a lot of things. He gave me an offer I could not refuse, and so I did not refuse it. He handed me every coin in his vault. So he got what he asked for. I eventually settled on less after I initially could not find the trap door. But with a few spells I managed….

Now I’m worried….I feel this will end badly.

   I had the Greater Restoration recast by Celgar. His way of casting sure is…interesting. I mean, I didn’t know the seal of Greater Restoration was a kiss. I’m worried, I don’t want anything bad happening to him. I don’t know if fiendish energy is contagious.

   I know I have feelings for him, I mean, I know I’m in love with him but. So Why am I so shy when he does those things in public? Too shy to even speak of it here. I like having him close to me, its very cute, I think he likes seeing me blush…Fiend.

   And yet I have not spoken the three words yet…Maybe I should….I don’t know…I ..every time I think about it it feels like my brain is melting…

So I don’t think….

I won’t think

Ill just see what happens.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #111 on:** August 12, 2006, 12:43:22 AM »

Crazy. Barmy. More Addle Coved Than A Spire God.

Celgar got into a fight with Exodus, Ash, Wrenn and half of Hlint for showings of affection to me. Exodus thought I was being taken advantage of again. He got so angry he challenged Cel to an arena match. Cel plummeted him..Over and over until I begged for him to stop. Sometimes he worries me….

   Then he told me he loved me and I said it back, so I couldn’t stay too upset. We fought against Nepp and Ash for a while. T’was fun…

   Started talking to Kiva again, glad our friendship’s still there. Told him I needed to talk to him about the guild, but he hasn’t gotten back to me yet.

   Ruin came back, asked me to teach him the ways of life, to teach him the ways of the heart. I asked him how. He said By sacrificing yours. I asked him what he meant and he asked me to marry him.

There’s something wrong with that elf. He needs serious help and I’m not sure if I am qualified to give it to him. He needs a friend, he doesn’t understand the most basic of society’s functions….

I’ve been a bit bored lately. No one invites me out with them anymore. Ever since my mouth was gone I haven’t traveled too much. Its like…

I have friends…I know I do..But no one I travel with all the time…I need partners…I need allies. I don’t know if I have any..

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #112 on:** August 13, 2006, 12:53:47 PM »

Well…Dragons. I hate Dragons. I HATE Dragons I HATE DRAGONS! Silver mines of Dregar. All in all the party consisted of myself, Elrend, Matilda, Eredel, and Rawkwin. We were doing just fine, and then the walls and ceiling started shaking. Funny, usually one would take that as a sure fire sign to get out? No. Of course not. There are three people in this world no one listens to . I’m one of them. These same three people have the tendency to be consistently right regardless. With no arrogance I say that when it comes to situations where more than just me would be put into danger, I’m one of those as well. Anyway back on track. So the entrance caved in. Elrend blasted it away with some fireballs since I did not carry any mass destructive spells (My lightning only comes forth when my enemies must be slain). And there, in our midst stood the Long Storm. I was afraid. But as my usual fear defense mechanism, I grew angry, and bored. Yes, I acted calm and bored, until the thing roared. Then I closed my eyes and stepped back. I wonder if I still seemed calm. I hope I did. I did not want to seem as the others, screaming and begging for the ...ed thing’s mercy. I hate Dragons. Matilda, weather through some at of bravery or immense insanity or both (Probably both) Stood up strong to the dragon, Offering her services in return for our free travel. The Dragon accepted. And then dropped Matilda off on the surface after meshing her blood with Matilda’s. Confusing. Celgar then showed up and we went with Voon to see the Ruins of Maddness. It was a nice little treck and after that I decided to sit calmly for a few hours and devote some time to practicing the somatic and verbal components to a few new spells I wanted to try. With long practice, I can now cast a fire ball that will only go off when my enemies are near, and a spell that will make me earth real. I finally got around to talking to Kiva about his guild. He , along with Hood Caldiir, Berry the brownie, Amber (Naked Lady), and I went to Hlint’s east outskirts. There he told us of the guild’s true purpose. It is no longer the Tradesmen Elite. It is now known simply as The Network. It is a guild dedicated to the transfer not of goods or services, but of information. Kiva asked me if I was still willing to join, I said yes and then he told us all to meet at his house in Leilon in a few weeks time. Kiva then pulled me aside and asked if he could trust me. I assured him he could and then asked him why. Upon that he told me that a few of his allies told him otherwise. I did not understand. He said that the reason they would not trust me was due to our brief entanglement. That meant nothing. It was a time of confusion. I had just returned to Hlint from my first real battle. From war. I was tired and confused. I was scared, truly scared. I could have died that day, or in any of the days to come, and I did not want to die alone and uncared for. It was a stupid thing to do , but as he said, not entirely my fault. Somehow I wonder exactly what party did not trust me. Kiva finally asked if I would take the job as an advisor rather than an actual agent. He said he didn’t know if I was stealthy enough, and then he asked if I would use methods other than stealth. Of course I would Kiva you silly silly boy. I use the graces I’m granted with. The last noteworthy experience was my talk with Hood Caldiir. He expressed to me that he was growing tired of being Hood, tired of not being trusted, tired of following Ca’Duz and tired of not being able to show his face or give his real name. I told him the only thing I could think of: Then change it. He ultimately agreed with me, taking off his hood and reintroducing himself. He said there were things he regretted, and things he wished to change. Maybe I should tell him the words of the wisest person I know. Once again “Only Regret Can Change The True Nature Of A Man” . I do believe he can change for the better, and for good * [OOC 1: I’ll Write about the whole To Kill a Halfling Grand Theft Oxen in one lump] [OOC 2: *= Hahah Wicked the Musical Reference!]

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #113 on:** August 14, 2006, 09:27:21 PM »

Okay, So I’m useful, but am I trusted?

   The simplest answer is no. No I am not trusted.

   I was at the Freelancers by chance a few days past when a man came in with a note for Nyyana. Reminded of my encounter with Saebhel I agreed to go with her to meet a man by the name of Teel. Amongst us was also Kiva, Anna, Angela, and Jacchri.

   We arrived at our destination in Hurm and found Teel. He told us he was in trouble, something about gems, and that we’d need to talk to a few bandits to find out about Nyyana’s family. Apparently some powerful wizard had some spiffy staff and Nyyana’s father along with Teel were trying to get it away from him or something. Anyway, it was immediately apparent that I was more or less amongst idiots

   They would not accept my wards for talking with the bandits, Wanted to go in unprotected. Ultimately it was only Kiva who would accept my magic. As a result, the bandits attempted and killed most of our party. I stood amongst the living.

Angela said she would sleep soundly knowing she gave the pirates a chance at life

I remarked that I would sleep soundly knowing I’d wake up the next morning

She asked me if I took pleasure in killing people

I asked her if she took pleasure to a sword in her gut.

We were getting no where.

The group then decided to go back and talk with Teel, who Kiva and I did not trust for a moment. After a brief run in with the authorities. (I made a snaky fool of myself…again..but this time I simply apologized to the guard) , we found Teel, who kept looking at me strange.

I interrogated a bit and found to my dismay that no one trusted me because of my “Past actions”. I don’t understand. They did not want me near the wizard stick. Sound familiar?

They did , however want me to bring Teel, who we knew nothing about, out of danger. After saying I did not agree, asking time and time again why we were doing this, Anna told me “If I didn’t like it I could leave”

Kiva and I left…

I haven’t seen them since. Perhaps they’re dead in a tower somewhere. Oh well…

Kiva, Ireth and Jareg would not accept me into their guild. Why?

Because they do not trust me.

That ‘s what everything ultimately boils down to.

Kiva says this won’t effect our friendship.

No..

He just doesn’t trust me as much as he trusts Berri or Caldiir. Or anyone apparently.

Jareg , seemingly going behind the other two’s back, offered me a position working under him directly. I accepted it out of friendship for Jareg. I asked him why he was risking his neck with his friends for me.

“Because I see something In you they don’t.”

I wonder what he sees…

Anyway..Looks like I have to prove myself to people.

I have proving myself. It makes me feel like I’m trying to redeem myself for doing something wrong.

I don’t think I did anything wrong

So Why am I being treated as such..

Why should I have to redeem myself from anything

I’m having second thoughts.

Why am I doing this?

Why don’t they trust me?

Something good did happen. I managed to help Rawkwin discern all of the colors coresponding with the crystals and magic for MAF. Also, I found the cure. It was right under my nose. In fact we had it all along the formatting was just off. "If a curse is done in ritual form its stronger" "If a cure therefore is done in ritual form its stronger" Preform Greater Restoration as a ritual rather than just a cure.

We need four clerics of great power. Rawkwin sent the word out....

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #114 on:** August 15, 2006, 10:53:15 PM »

Tyrian’s told me Ash had her children. Three of them. Destiny, Peace and Tear. Two girls and a boy. We can’t find Nepp anywhere though. I hope nothing bad happened to him….

All this brings to mind once again how much I would love to be a mother. Not to three, I could never handle that much. Maybe just one though, a boy or a girl, it matters not.

I probably would make a horrible mother….

No one trusts me with anything requiring any sort of responsibility be they powerful or fragile..

*she slams her book shut, causing the ink on this page to smear*

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #115 on:** August 17, 2006, 11:22:08 PM »

   New house, bigger room. Ael’s remodling and I decided just to find another place of residence , atleast for a while. I can’t carry all of my stuff around forever. I was surpised to find a certain someone renting out a HUGE room for a very miniscule price. Offer I couldn’t refuse and all that.

   Well, as usual it took FOREVER to move all of the stuff in, and then another eternity to get it all where I wanted it. Well…Its big…and mostly full….Kind of odd considering, but still.

   The …erm…older residents still need to get used to me I suppose…one wouldn’t leave my leg alone…another bit me…I didn’t know paper could hurt so much…and I think one wanted to make a nest out of my hair. Another one wouldn’t move and let me sweep until it was kicked…

   Speaking of sweeping.,…I’ve been mostly cleaning up around the place. Not that I was asked to, and not that it exactly needs it…I just…Organized chaos I guess. I’m a bit compulsive , Just doing what comes natural to me, although I would like to know how he could let his kitchen get like that…

Anyway..Pyyran came out of that house worse for ware.. Brisbane seemed okay, not that I expected any less…I still don’t understand it, but it seems Pyyran has a similar, if not more subtle curse…

Nothing much else to report.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #116 on:** August 18, 2006, 09:20:42 PM »

So….Now..

Caught up In Karthy, We had to look around for information of the Vine. We decided to get into contact with the Halfling Honora and I knew, the Halfling Christina. She basically told us that the Vine was located near the temple, and could do no more, however a couple of goons eventually took us to the vine hideaway anyway.

   Long story short , a woman of the Vine named Ranalea had a blue crystal rose, and in return wanted us to Off Christina. Well, we couldn’t do that, but we said we would anyway….

   So We offed a slave driver instead

   Well, I offed a slave driver instead. The slave driver was a cute little Halfling. We bought all of the slaves from him, and then I wooed him into coming into a back ally. I held him to me…and then shoved my Hamaji fan into his throat. He sputtered, coughing up blood , trying to get away. I held him close still, not caring of the spew of blood that overtook me. I whispered through his dying breath an incantation that would make his face, more or less resemble Christina’s. Honora then chopped his head off, and Drogo incinerated the body. We brought the head back to Ranalea for the rose.

   Only there was no rose. Someone. A mutual friend, was ordered to retreieve the rose for us. So We got information instead. The vine is interested only in profit, buying, stealing, and selling for more. They answer various contracts with various people, and basically are very faithful to Xeen. We still did not find out who has the contract for us…

   But our mutual friend is Freldo. I talked to him at the Arms afterwards. It was as I thought upon hearing Ranalea’s description of the woman. Freldo had send Muir to retrieve the roses. Which now puts the rose in a harder place to obtain then it was before. Muir is a misty. I hate this…we would’ve been better off if Freldo didn’t try. Though his intentions were good, and I am not angry at him, just the situation itself. …

We know what must be done, so we best get crackin

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #117 on:** August 20, 2006, 04:33:41 PM »

A Bit of information, that’s basically what the last MAF journey proved to be. All in all, we headed to Tias’ house to get the amulets. After getting those we went back to Lannisport, with much bickering the whole time. Lin’da is a fool excuse for a wizard still, and now more and more people are starting to see that her inconsiderate actions are harmful to the whole group. When I do something stupid it’s a secluded act, it mostly only effects me. It doesn’t put everyone in danger. We’ve decided just to let her do as she pleases. To let her get herself killed her own way. We can’t stop her, we can’t cage her, but we can let her own foolish actions get her hurt or worse. So we will.

We went to Shinny’s temple. We learned that some tiefling demon tried to steal the rose they had there, so they moved it to the temple in the far deep ocean. We think that the temple , not Estibana, is what was calling us to the vortex and to the place in the ocean before. We have to go back there…

Also, many are mad at Freldo and I. They think we’re conspiring against the rest of the group.

HAR!

I don’t care HOW feasible an argument you come up with , the simple fact still stands. If I , or Freldo wanted to do something behind the group’s back, why would be pick one another to be our partner in crime? The thought’s almost ridiculous. I mean, I don’t hate him but he’s not exactly my favorite person in the whole wide world either. It’s stupid to think we would come to work together for the sole purpose of keeping something from the rest of the group. Its insane.

That being said, I do have a way to get this rose back, so I think

Lia owes me a BIG favor

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #118 on:** August 20, 2006, 04:34:12 PM »

I’m home now, It’s been a hell of a week. Lia had asked of my help. Now Let me tell you this. I don’t trust that woman for one moment. She’s an enchantress and involved with the Black Wizards. That being said, I decided to go along anyway. If I could figure out what was going on, then I could tell the people who would be able to put an end to it. Incompetent good actions. Apparently I can never get this one through my head. The track through the Underdark brought us to Olist Orbinn. Our disguise? Slaves. I told Mith I would disguise myself as a slave to get through the Drow city. That did not mean , however that he could sell me off as a pleasure slave. Which he did… I’m not sure how long I spent in the service of that House. Apparently we’ve only been down there for a week or so. It took five days to travel the Underdark. So maybe…a day and a half? Two? Seemed like more. Seemed like forever. They tried to get me…But I wouldn’t have any of that…So I used the only weapon I had. Us Dragoncalled have a funny way of coming back. I let the collar with the spider venom take my life, and whizzed myself out of the Underdark, off of Xantril back to lovely old Hlint. I didn’t want to talk with anyone…So I went home…erm….Slept a bit….And wrote this.
DIE MITH DIE!

Also: *A giant scribble follows on the page after this entry, it is both flowing and jagged, some of it looked like she was shivering/trembling while she drew it*

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #119 on:** August 21, 2006, 12:32:31 AM »

** Another page is filled with quite a lenghty entry, however the handwriting is shakey, the ink is blotched and many things are crossed out. After a time Rhynn simply gives up and scribbles out the rest of the page