Author Topic: The Memoirs of Rhynnala Asantiani (Read 5035 times)

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #40 on:** May 21, 2006, 08:38:58 AM »

*added onto the last page*

Mith also told me to "stand straight and tall like a tree. Do not lean sideways." He's warning me against depending on those other than myself solely. Its true, lately I have done nothing in the ways of adventuring if he was not there. I'd sit around. This much change. This problem does not seem to effect him so it will not effect me either.

Mith also said if my love left it would not be the end of the world because I'd still have my truest love: magic..

He also called me a "beautiful young apprentice"

Good thing my hood was covering my face. I was blushing!

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #41 on:** May 23, 2006, 07:45:08 AM »

Miscellaneous trips, and an important trip to Dregar. I’ve been back into my swing of adventuring lately. Mostly on Dregar, in the cave by the Forest of Mists filled with Forest Giants. Sometimes it is with people around or below my skill level, in which I must harness my skills and take charge as a leader, telling the others what to expect and what to do. It is at this time mostly that I seek to prepare my spells carefully, and warn others against my explosions. Its at this time that I am trusted as knowing, I am their tactical advisor, I have equal say in what we do.
There are other times I travel, where all are stronger than I, it is at these times I listen, I follow orders, I try out the tactics asked of me and I prepare the spells I have based on what others wish of me. It is at these times I learn, at these times I listen, at these times I try new things, trial and error without much consequence.
It was on a trip such as the later to Dregar, that I traveled with Freldo, Emerald, Rawkwin, Cole , and Addison. Yes, Addison and I are at what I believe to be peace. Ultimately I did have no right to say those things to her. I feel as a hypocrite. I was in no position to understand how she felt. Not because I love Freldo any less..but because I have not yet been put in her position. If Freldo was about to loose the last of his life …I’d probably be raving worse than she was. The closest I can come to understanding Addison is my love for Mith. Not as a lover, but as a mentor, as a role model and as a friend. It is not, I admit, exactly the same, but it is a step towards understand. I know now, upon hearing from Master Ozymandias that Mith has lost another portion of his life to the Soul Mother while fighting by the blood well against Milara. I do not know the details, but I do know that Mith is down to the last fragments of his soul. It is this that makes me worry for Mith, it is this that makes me worry for Cole: The lover of my dear friend. The dear friend of my love.
Cole told me, as I departed the group leaving from Dregar, to take care of Addison. I do not want to think about what this may mean, but I will do my best to take care of her in any way I can that she will accept. Cole did mean for Freldo to take care of her as well but he said. “I know Rhynn already is.” does that mean Cole is not mad at me for treating Addison as such? I think he understands that I do it out of love for her. We’ve been through much together. She survived Indulgence, but now something ever stronger plagues her, and just as I sought to help her before, I seek to help her again. We will all find a way to get through this…Even if it means Succumbing to Addison (And Annalee’s) will. I have no right to stand against what they desire from their own lives. I can only make it easier on them by giving them my full support. If that’s all that I can do as a friend…if that is what will help them most than my full support is what they shall have. Ozymandias presented me with a gift. He scribed for me specially a scroll of Legend Lore, for me to learn as soon as I reach the ability to do so. He stated that it would help with my focus, as it is one of the spell methods he uses to protect his own focus himself. He said he had other wards, etched into his very skin, clothing, and soul, but that the spell would suffice for me. I thank him dearly, and consider him a friend in doing so. I gave him some Stardust of Beryl, he seems to enjoy that stuff. Had another talk with Freldo. Told him basically what I am writing again here. Save one thing. I did not write of the thing I did not tell him yet. I told him that I did not understand Addison’s situation in full because we are both at the same point in life. We have our full souls, and have a long way to go….But I just hope, that if we do start to loose fragments of our soul, that it is together. He told me I must find peace, I told him peace was in his arms and always will be. I’m going to have to break another heart (No, this is not the thing I didn’t tell Freldo) I’m hesitant to do so because the last time I broke a heart it was of my Drow friend Di, or D’Lin, and I haven’t seen him again since. I worry about him fully..worry that the Soul Mother may have taken him as well, or that he may have done something foolish to himself. Never the less, I’m going to have to work up a way to be direct, seeing as nothing else has worked before. I will have to tell him what he already knows, My heart belongs to another. I will have to tell him that will never change. I must speak to Treana (This is what I did not tell Freldo). I must tell her what has secretly been on my mind since the day she thought I had no will to live. She believes that I have no will to do the normal things people wish to live for. I know this is at least partially her traditions speaking, but she believes that one of my goals in life should be to marry and have children. As I said before, After what Annalee told me , I realized: And I told Annalee, Addison, and Kyle as much. I want a child of my own. I want to be wed and I want a family. Addison told me to be patient, and I know that that is the better route than what I have been doing. I have been convincing myself that I did not want these things at all, because Freldo did not seem to want them. I will from now on, instead, be patient , instead of suppressing the things I desire .

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #42 on:** May 24, 2006, 07:53:17 AM »

I finally had my talk with Treana. She seemed to , at first doubt my words. She said something along the lines of. “Are you sure that’s what you want? You seemed so dead set against it.” I told her that I had to convince myself that I was against it, because Freldo seemed to be against it as well. Every time I hear more about Treana’s upcoming wedding, or Ireth’s for that matter. Every time I hear about Anna’s or Addison’s coming child. I find myself growing happier for them, and yet more and more sad for myself. Perhaps its just all the news of the Soul Mother taking the lives of the people I care for the most. Maybe this puts in me a desire to get married and have children, to have a family before my time runs out.
I told her of what Addison told me. Treana warned me that I should talk to Freldo. I told her that Addi told me to be patient , and that that’s what I planned to be. Treana said otherwise. She told me I must talk to him, or atleast leave a subtle hint of what I want for him to hear, to feel him out so to speak, to see how he reacts to it. I think I would like to try this method, but knowing myself, I probably won’t be so subtle at all, so I’ll have to learn how to do this.

Its as if Mith is plagued with Insanity again. He’s not acting funny or anything, its just…I find myself sad whenever I am around him. He is at his last piece of life, and I can’t bring myself to look into his eyes without my own filling with tears. It must be horrible on Anna, if its this bad for me. Mith told me not to worry, that Anna would be all set up by the time he had to go..He said he estimated himself at five months. I assured him that He didn’t have to worry because Annalee would always have me. I will , from this point on remember all I can about Mith, and tell Annalee’s children every day what a wonderful person their father was. I will teach them in the ways he taught me, if they show interest. I must ask Mith for his permission to do this first, seeing as I have already gotten it from Anna. I do not want to come out and ask him. Instead, I think I will learn all I can from Mith in the time he has so I can then pass it on to his children. I will love their children as nephews or nieces…or..maybe I will love their children as brothers and sisters. Anna is like a sister to me, but Mith…he is much like the father I was never granted. If I had to know who my father was, I would hope that he was a good man like Mith.
I’m going to miss all that I love dearly, so instead of distancing myself to diminish the pain of loosing them, I’m going to bring myself closer to them than ever before. Mith gave me a scroll to learn, once I reach the level…but I find myself simply wanting to treasure that item. For as soon as I learn it, the scroll will loose its magic , and loose its connection with Mith…I just..want something of his to have for when ….
I do have something of his….I have his amulet. I wear it now proudly, alongside the turquoise pendent I have that reminds me of Freldo when he is not here. I wear my bond to Mith with honor that I have known him, and befriended such a person In my life time….

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #43 on:** May 25, 2006, 07:54:41 AM »

Wow...
Wow is all I can really say....

I never thought that so many would tell me the same thing. So Many tell me the one thing I do not want to hear.So many tell me to let him go...Annalee, Kyle, Mith, Treana wanted to say it to, I could sense it within her. The one thing the say is best for me is the one thing that I can not do. How would I simply let him go?

How can I let the one I love most leave?They say he hurts me, I don't see it.

They say he should not leave me alone as often as he does. I don't see it.

They say he should not look at others...I see it and do not let it bother me.

Except I do...

But I love him.

They say I must talk to him and see if he wants the same thing for the future as I do, or if he is just with me until his interest runs dry. They say if that is the case, I should leave.

But I love him...

They say he's loyal to a fault, but loyal to EVERYONE. Its an oxymoron, they say it may cause heartbreak to me.

But I love him, and my heart breaks to hear them say this...

I love him...

I love him...

And I am confused...

When angels fall from the sky they become demons..

Angels And Demons...

I wonder.....

That ...ed drow came around again to reak havoc but this time I was ready...more or less. My temper did not flare, I think , as badly as before. I took his blows without a word. Better yet, I did not think of them. Rather I was thinking of how best to go about memorizing the prerequisets needed to finally learn legend lore.

When he asked me to step outside the gates of Hlint, I oblidged, but did not make the first move. Never make the first move, it is the third move , I think that is most important. Defend and then strike back.Perhaps my choice of spell could have been better chosen. I nearly killed him with a fireball , but I added another fresh burn mark to my body in the process. this one lies just above my chest, by my heart...as if my heart was almost burned away...

Many saught to protect me. Dur'Thak saught to "peel", or kill him. I must thank him , thank them all for standing up for me...

Hmm...I wonder...

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #44 on:** May 27, 2006, 07:32:24 AM »

Oh Dear Now I’ve Done It, And The Funny Thing is , I really didn’t do anything. Where do I start? Delight, Despair, Denial? (No , No more horses) Delight: I met Eldarwen, the Weave Mistress of Lucinda. I think it means something along the means of “High Priestess” But I met her near the bell tower in Hlint. She had been the one I was most anxious to talk to since the very first day I arrived. Since I talked to the man Terradon about Lucinda, she had been the one I had wanted to see most.
My my how things have changed since then. Not to say I did not still wish with all my heart to speak with her. She seemed to have already known who I was when I introduced myself. I guess Acacea or Triba told her about me already. We talked of the Weave and what it meant, we talked of Lucinda’s love. And I could sense by her words and her reactions to my own that she was pleased with what I was saying to her, with what I believed to be true. She seemed please that I chose to study magic for the sheer wonder and understanding of it, for the reason that there is always more to learn, always more to understand, rather then for power or control. She told me to be aware of what the Arcane Alliance was, but that I did not have to leave them. She said she would send a bird inviting me for dinner at her house, where we would discuss finding a cleric to sponsor me so I could finally be affirmed into the church of Lucinda. Delight also came in the form of the Leilon Inn where I got to see Freldo again and spend time with him before he set out on a mission to research spells that were sung. My love for him blooms greater than ever , and I hope he realizes how much I love him , and how sad I would be should anything happen to him.
I played a funny drinking game in the Arms with Kali , Acacea, Triba, Master Plenarius, and Daeron. We each had to flip coins into a cup, first to five wins. Whenever one person got one in, the others had to take a drink. Needless to say I got drunk off my arse. I have absolutely no aptitude for these sorts of things really. I got one or two. Acacea won, She got to Kiss Plen. Don’t know if I’m happy or sad that I didn’t win, It would’ve been funny. Then Plen and Daeron played for a kiss with Kali. Plen won….Funny, I thought he was getting married or in love, yet he kissed Kali so passionately. Maybe it was just the drink. Hmmm… Despair: The first fragments of my soul have left me. I met the Soul Mother for the first time on Dregar. First, we all planned a trip to Bugbear Isle that was failed miserably. Treana saw the soul mother for the first time there. I stupidly went into bugbear again with four people. We got the head, eventually (Every time the others died I would turn invisible), but I had not been around to turn it in. I learned at the arms that one of those bugbear heads sat in my chest anyway, and that I could turn it in whenever I wish. I still managed to pull out a single Garnet for Dur’Thak though before I left the final time (Read as: Died) , he seemed to want some.
Anyway, I went to Dregar with Cronk and Elrend. Yes, just the three of us, fighting giants in the cave in the desert. We did alright , lining them all up so we could fight them one by one, but eventually it was the forest on the way back that got me, when they piled up on us and overtook us. I Felt life leave me, and then felt cold..something that I did not ever feel in such power before, I knew something would be different this time, and that’s when, even in my death, I saw her, and heard her scream. It’s the strangest feeling really, loosing a part of your soul….Like something is so close to your grasp, but you’ll never again have a hold on it. Denail: I’m not in any sort of emotional denial, just in denial of events that took place. I had a talk with that Thomas, had every intention of telling him that I loved only Freldo, that he would have to leave me alone. Got half way through saying that when he told me he had a problem that was eating away at him. I don’t love him, but I do not hate him either, he is a friend, so I listened to his problem:
Turns out, he has broken his vow of chastity and is afraid that he will not be able to be a paladin of Rofirein any longer. I am sworn to secrecy, so I cannot tell anyone, but apparently he had some sort of one night fling with a woman named Cray, who is already involved heavily with another woman. Oh the Drama of life in Hlint. It gets worse, I promise. He said he did not know what to do, weather or not he should tell Jennara before initiation into the Knights of the Wyrm. I told him that he really didn’t do anything wrong , that those things sometimes happen, especially to younger men who for some reason rage like that around that age (I have three brothers around there, so I know) , but I told him lying and accepting initiation would be an insult to Jennara and to his God. In the end he agreed to speak with her. Eventually, it may turn out that he will have to leave his path as a paladin. I told him that that didn’t mean he could not still be devout to his god. Then I asked him the (I think) crucial question: Did he regret what he did?
He said he did not regret it for a single moment. I told him, then, that his nature had not changed, and that he really should not bother to repent. I told him that even if the clergy found him unsuitable for being a paladin, it didn’t make him any less of a good hearted person. Then I went back to telling him that I did not love him, that he was my friend, but that I was deeply in love with Freldo and that nothing would come of this… That’s when he kissed me. It was a short shy thing really, and I was frozen In place at the suddenness of it all. If I could move, what would I have done? Slapped him? Killed him? Don’t know..but now things are even more complicated then before. I try to tell him without hurting his feelings, he doesn’t get it. I try to tell him right out, I get kissed. What am I to do? Ignore his existence? That’d be cruel. I told Treana, Kyle, and Annalee what had happened upon my return to Hlint. I was so angry that I slipped into what I like to refer to as “Hive Slang” “I’M GOING TO PEEL THAT STUPID SOD! HE KISSED ME! I SWEAR I’M GOING TO STYX THAT BERK!” It’s kind of funny, now that I think on it….Treana and Anna didn’t think so, they set off promptly to kill him. Kyle was a bit more calm, told me what I already knew. That I have to tell him. But I was trying to tell him! How am I supposed to get this done if no one listens to me!? He told me that he understood me being frozen in place, but that since I let that happen, he’s going to think I wanted it to happen. I honestly could not think straight to kill him at the time. Now that my mind has calmed , perhaps..but I have to still try to talk him out of this..and if that doesn’t work, I’m afraid I’m just going to have to ignore him, cruel or not…I don’t want to break a heart. He said he would only love me as a true friend…but yet he keeps doing these STUPID things. Do I blame his age and gender or is it something even more uncontrollable? I don’t know…But I have to find a way to get it to stop before it ruins my relationship with Freldo, and if he does that…then I will kill him with no reserve.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #45 on:** May 28, 2006, 05:15:15 AM »

Almost illegible, written on a page blotched with tears, the ink to the words runs freely througout the page, the next words barely made out*

Cole Norsemen is dead....

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #46 on:** May 29, 2006, 07:14:12 AM »

I suppose…It’s time for me to write..Enough Reflecting. I must write now…

Cole is dead, yes..He lost the final bits of his soul after Freldo and I departed from the group at Corax Lake in Dregar. That very spot is holy ground for me now, and I will cherish the memory of his last moments (For me) there , whenever I can.

“Take Care of Addison Freldo, I know Rhynn Already Is”

Those were his last words to us, his last words to me, and I will hold them to heart..even If I am too useless..not strong enough, to take care of her at all..If I cannot be there for her in the heat of battle, as Freldo can, then I will be there for her before and after. I’ll be there for her when she needs a friend and sister to comfort her, I’ll be there for her when the child is crying in the middle of the night and she needs sleep, I’ll be there for her if and when she’s crying in the middle of the night and she needs comforting. No matter what time, or place, if she calls on me I’ll be there for her. I love her dearly, we’ve been through much together, and I will continue to aid her through her hard times..

That being said, I don’t know what to do with Freldo lately. One minute he’s on about how we will one day get married, buy a house, have children…the next he’s all but telling me I’m useless in battle. I made a terrible mistake in telling Ash, knowing the consequences. But she (and Tyrian) Do remain my dear friends. I love Ash, I don’t know how that fits in , but I do love her. She seemed generally concerned about me, so I told her I felt useless..all through the trip to Dregar I felt as if I was not worth even the sand I stepped on through the desert. I’m no fighter, nor do I really wish to be…

But am I a worthy mage?

Seems as if all I do is get in the way, “Meddle in other people’s roles”. What’s my role? Stand in the back and watch? I’ll do one better, I just won’t be there….

And it’s not even all that serious most of the time. When I travel with Sh’anda and Quilius and Mercas and Dulan. When I travel with people on my …level of experience I suppose, I feel like a useful and worthy member of the group, when I travel with him I feel weak. I know I’ve already lost one piece of my soul but that’s no reason to run around trying to distract a bunch of giants off of me, no matter how much you love me. I swear, sometimes this whole population of dragon called seems barmy to me. Barmy and addled. It’s not the fact that he did that..it’s the fact that he expects me not to do the same. I don’t understand anymore…But I guess I’ll just do what he says. After all seeing him happy means most..

*Somewhat confused, she stares at the last words she wrote, and repeats them in her writing*

Seeing him happy means most…Where have I heard that before?

It’s what I always used to say to him, always.

Saebhel, Seeing you happy means most.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #47 on:** May 30, 2006, 09:04:21 AM »

It has been one week since I’ve written last, and I am through feeling sorry for myself. Through Ash and Kyle half of the dragon called population knows of what they think Freldo said to me. I have fought , listened, and argued with various passer bys for much of the past week. I’ve repeated over and over that his happiness meant most to me. Ash could’ve killed me three times over, Kyle shook his head in disgust, most called him a fool, or were appalled that a bard could call anyone useless, which just went to get me twice as upset. I know I am not useless , but I know he is far from useless as well. Angela , the woman that used to ride insanity whom I have not seen in quite some time, tried without success to make me understand what I did not want to admit to myself. If I kept traveling the path I was running down, I would have molded myself back into the Rhynn I was under Saebhel. That would most certainly not make Freldo happy. And more importantly it would not make me happy either.

I’ve taken comments of being useless all my life. First, from the man I recall as father, and from my mother, for realizing I had no talent for their ways. Then, by my brothers and sisters for being so different , and therefore of no use to any of them despite my attempts to keep up and heal them in my mundane little ways when they spared. Saebhel called me a useless excuse for a mage. I do not need to hear tales of my uselessness from my love as well. I know we can work through this. If we could not, I would have said it would be better for us to go our separate ways. I know there will be a way, not around, but through this, and I just hope Freldo will want to work through this and make things better as much as I do. My biggest fear is of him growing tired of putting up with me, and simply leaving without attempting to work things through.

It was eventually the combined efforts of Ash, and Kyle, the words from Exodus (You saved my life on many occasions – only more accented) And the great Ozymandias calling me “more useful than [him] in a pinch”, that got me to see things clearly again. After these words were said I decided to try something. Along with Thos, who I have not seen in quite some time for fear of loosing him in battle, and My Hound man who needs a name (maybe I’ll ask Freldo to dub him something strange, like Smorga), I traveled through the High Moors, defeating the lizard people there. I actually went further with these two allies than Freldo and I used to go, without getting hurt (too much, I had some potions on me).

With that said, I do know of some things I do that I should stop doing. The major problem is that I should not wait to see, after I cast, what my magic hits, but retreat back before the enemy can realize it was me that hit them, and keep their focus on the melee.

Also, Freldo tells me not to meddle in other’s roles. When Warriors rush before I can attack with my destructive magic “doing my bit”, aren’t they meddling in my role? The reason I feel useless with the people Freldo travels with is not because of him, but because he tends to travel with people that are above my skill, and above his as well. As a result of this, they do not need my magics to weaken the enemies before they can move in for the kill. I know my magic has saved lives and gotten people out of many sticky situations, but only when it is needed. It is not that I am useless in general, it is just that these people are so powerful that they do not always need me.

Freldo assured me though, that I did very well on Dregar with Addison, Rawkwin, Emerald, and ourselves. I was able to use my ball lightning spell , and run off before they saw who cast, to aid Addison in beating the daylights out of the forest giants. I was able to , when that was not enough, cast ice storm (even if I did not mean for it) to take out the remainder of the giants, without even hurting Addison, who apparently is immune to ice now. I learned that when Freldo is pursued and runs, the giants will go back to fighting Addison, and that it is not needed for me to pull them off of him. Unfortunately, I learned the hard way that Malar panthers do NOT like any type of archers, even the ones that are not shooting at them. They came for me, I ran without a second thought, however those panthers are FAST, and I did not want to run anywhere I had not ventured for fear of running into vampires, whom I am deathly afraid of. The reason we were this far into Dregar, was to venture into the Troll caves to find Wicked, Cole’s lost sword. We were not successful in talking to the Trolls. Addison was hungry for blood, and Freldo was screaming loudly for Cole’s sword and almost at the point of sobbing his words. All I could offer him was a comforting hand on his shoulder as he went on. I do not feel the pain as great as he does, but as Addison can lean on him, he can lean on me.

We did not find the sword, but we did learn of the werewolves that are newly plaguing Dregar. We came across them in the caves, while Tegan and her party came across them outside the Pranzies.

The last event worth mentioning:

Through Freldo, Ash has been asked (Perhaps not in the nicest of ways however) to teach me Elven. My lessons have not formally began yet, but between Ash and Kyle, I’ve learned some simple phrases and some basic sentence structure.

Iracce, e ils Rhynn, Fcelwa cilwa. Irailm sa meilm! E ils irelemaw ane saaan aey! Iream ilma aey?

[Hello, I am Rhynn, Golden Lady, hear me roar! I am honored to meet you! How are you?]

Freldo, sa ceela,

[Freldo, my love]

E ceela aey

[I love you]

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #48 on:** May 31, 2006, 09:48:36 AM »

*as a short note*

Verb Congigation, changing a word to mean something in the past, present and future, is harder than I thought it would be in Elven..I think Ash is pleased with me though, Both she, Kyle and Ferrit assure me that I have the right accent for it, even if my Elven pronounciation isn't always ...It encourages me really, and I think I will look for some simple children's books written in the language for when I am ready to delve into something a bit more than listening and repeating phrases, and writing down words and the ways they vary...

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #49 on:** June 01, 2006, 08:10:44 AM »

Odd Happenings…No, not odd.. Hlinty happenings..

   A man came running into Hlint Shouting of Allurial the Betrayer. Shouting that the seven sisters have betrayed us, yelling that Lucinda and her followers were not to be trusted. Not a smart thing to exlaim in front of a well devoted Lucindite and one so involved and sewn into the Weave. What I mean is, it wasn’t smart for him to say that around Celgar and I and expect a pleasant reaction. Celgar and I screamed at the man, demanding where he heard the news. He told us that someone he could not see offered him 100 gold coins to read the scroll aloud in Hlint. Ozymandias was there, he wisely (as usual) concluded that if someone (Read as : Selian) paid one, that it was likely she had paid others to read the same thing in other places.

   We did the only thing we could, along with Ozymandias, Celgar, and Nepp, I marched to Blackford Castle to seek an audience with the Queen and Sister Alurial. It was the most nerve wracking moment of my life. No, that is a lie, I felt the same as I did when being pressed to talk with Murella of Aborea.

   Ozymandias did reassure me that Allurial was fair and understanding, and eventually I was able to speak up for myself and tell her the words that were being said. In the long run she said there was nothing we could really do about it, but said to Ozy that she would keep him informed as to which Sisters remain aligned with Allurial, and in turn with us.

   We went back, more than half expecting Selian to appear in her black garb and kill us all…actually, I am still expecting it. Ozymandias said running would be our best chance and even then , if Selian wants us dead, we will be dead. But anyway, Celgar was angered between the rise in the Drow population of Hlint, and a man called Kiva mouthing off to him. He offered me a tea cup that turned into a Golem when I was done drinking, and then we went off to the Haven mines, mostly to get my mind off of the boredom and his mind off of the anger. Celgar is a funny man, a bit old, but still able to swing a sword, summon a golem, and heal with ease. I’m very fond of him and will not let his anger get the best of him as I sometimes do myself. I will work to calm him, for he is someone I can respect, as I respect Mith, but I will not say that to any of them.

   I met up with Freldo again after not seeing him for quite some time. He said something about being locked in a dungeon in Karthy but that was probably just a joke. He was busy making guitars and mandolins for Cole’s Orphanage. I so wanted to ask if there was anything I could do to help. I would so love working with the children, showing them whatever feats of magic I could perform without scaring them. Summoning cute things such as dogs and rabbits and cats for the gals, and things boys would like, such as lizards and snakes. I could show any who wish to learn some simple tricks, if they have the aptitude for it. Perhaps I will ask…but I do not want to take his happiness away from him. That is his world…Cole was more his friend than my own, despite how much I cared about him through caring for Addison. I love children so much, but my love for Freldo exceeds even that, and if he would rather do it himself I will respect his wishes. I will ask though…maybe..

Freldo said something that made me almost cry in happiness. I was joking with him, in the way of saying “What am I ever going to do with you?”

His reply was: Love me and bare my children…

Like I said…Could’ve cried…I will be patient for his sake. But the thought of the future makes my heart cry in happiness none the less.

Silool pissed me off last night. I know she means well mostly, but like she said she has a big mouth. I don’t dislike her, I dislike some things about her. Like I said, I know she has a good heart, she’s just…Well, a Xeenite I guess is the only way of saying it.

I told her of what happened with me and Kea two years ago, and about Saebhel, and what did she go and do? Ask Ozy, loudly mind , why. I was so embarrassed to have that brought up in such a blatant manner I ran off with Kyle at my heels….ran right into Jennara talking with Thomas…

Needless to say I felt surrounded, so I stayed in the middle of the fray ignoring both borders, and talked to Kyle. He assured me that everything would be alright, and that he would protect me because he cared about me as a little sister. He said that if Freldo didn’t do anything about the paladin, that he would have to. Kyle is growing angry, I can tell, so I will have to fix this for what I hope is the final time , soon.

I learned something sad from Kyle: Treana’s wedding is off…I feel so bad, but I know that he and Talen are still on common terms, they just want to wait until they are sure of their love. It makes me think that maybe Freldo’s idea of patience is more wise than my want to marry.

If I must wait I will wait, and I must seek out Treana and offer her my condolences. Treana is a sister, and I will comfort her as I must…

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #50 on:** June 02, 2006, 09:22:30 AM »

Assassins. I swear upon the Weave, if its not one thing its another! The last two days have been nothing more than hectic and I’ve found myself doing the one thing I had promised I’d never do again, with no intention to stop: I have been trying to protect him again.
   In the last days, I have found myself caught in the middle of a love feud between nobles and commoners. It was a problem AnnaLee had spoken to me about and that I had concluded to assist in.
   In Port Hampshire , Miss Anna filled me in on what had happened so far. A rich merchant had decided that it was high time for his daughter to be wed. A large dowry was set and suitors from across the land sought to court the young woman, Lady Susanna. The woman, however had her own standards and convinced her father to implement a quest. The suitor who could find and return the three objects named, would take Susanna for his bride
   Anna, and a small group were “hired” by a suitor named Christian when the Hooded Drow took the money he dropped, falsely binding some kind of contract, at least between the two. Christian , a rude and selfish “noble” Hired the group to retrieve the items for him, so he would not have to complete the task himself. This did not sit well with the group, so they convined Susanna’s father to grant them an audience with the young woman.
   Turns out, Susanna had her own reasons to endorse a quest. Susanna was madly in love with a commoner by the name of Stuart, from Fort Hope, and he with her. She implored the group to find this man and speak with him, and then gave Anna a ring to prove the group’s allegiance

This is where I came upon the following group (as far as I remember)

AnnaLee (bard of Katia)
Geldar (Paladin of Toran)
Quall (Brownie Druid of Prunilla)
Ashiel (Rogue)
Lucius (Monk of Toran)
Alleina (Cleric)
Alle (Ranger? Elf?)
Caighd (Fighter? Paladin? Rofirein?)

And myself , as you know, a wizard under the ways of Lucinda.

   We made our way to Fort Hope to find the commonor. Upon entering the gates we found Christian on Horseback. As a paladin, Geldar could not tell a lie. He said we were no longer interested in helping him. Christian retaliated by saying we made a “contract” when the Drow accepted his gold. I then turned to ask the group if they signed any contract, and proceeded to call Christian an illogical fool. This seemed to upset him as he turned his horse and left, leaving a warning that we would all have knives in our backs.

   To start the search we made our way to the Caring Hope Inn, where I used my girlish charm, and endured the Innkeeper’s insults (he offered me a ‘job’) To gain the information needed from the Innkeeper. He said that Stuart would come around eventually and that he was always in trouble because the nobles did not like him much for his “true nobility”. Wanting to get away from the Innkeeper, I ordered drinks and sat around with the group while Geldar and Caighd (annoyed with my deceit and bribery I suppose..maybe I’m not such a good person as I think) took a look around outside.

Geldar came back carrying Caighd, who was grazed by poisonous arrows that I recognized as a weak snake’s poison. I let the healers take care of that little problem, seeing as a cleric’s divine healing is probably better than whatever mundane healing I could have offered besides recognizing the poison. I went over to the other side of the room and overheard the Innkeeper talking to a man that I was sure he called Stuart.

I’ll skip ahead to the important information. Eventually Geldar, with Anna’s ring, talked Stuart into meeting Geldar and company at the lake. Qual in his cat form, and I , invisibly watched over Stuart as he finished his food and walked to the lake, just to make sure no more of Christians’ assassins followed.

At the lake was a horror. Caighd had taken an arrow or two for Annalee and was shot dead. I used whatever mundane healing I knew to successfully extract the Arrows before Alliena used her divine power to raise Caighd once more.

Together then, we all talked to Stuart of our general options. I proposed a few crazy plans

1)   Disguise Stuart as a Noble

2)   Disguise ourselves as Christian’s assasins, and stage the kidnapping of Susanna so Stuart and she could run away together and Christian would get blamed for the “kidnapping:

In the end both of those ideas seemed more worthy of a story rather than reality (and I do think I shall write a story on the second one. Maybe I can tell it at the Leilon Arms or at the Freelancers when the whole Saebhel thing blows over)

I told Stuart that the final decision was his, so in the end we decided that we would seek audience with Susanna’s father once more and ask him to let Stuart have a chance in completing the tasks for Susanna’s heart.

On the way back to Port Hampshire, we were attacked once more by the Drow Assassins Christian had sent for us. We defeated them and went to the merchant’s house only to discover that he was away on business. We will seek audience with him again soon, but until then all of us, And Stuart too must watch warily for the assassins that may seek to end our lives at any moment.

It is for this reason that I think I will avoid Freldo for a few days until this blows over. I would not want the assassins to confuse him for someone involved and seek to end his life as well. I know he told me that I could not protect him in battle, but this is a way I can protect him. I will not do this without telling him. I will send him a bird telling him that I am laying low for a time until the task is complete. I trust Master Plenarius’ birds enough to get the letter to him safely.

After returning to Hlint, I found myself beginning another talk with Thomas to tell him everything I must, I got further than I did last time, then got side tracked into anger. Turns out Miss Jennara thinks I’m a liar and a bad influence

ME!

As I said to Kyle, This is Golden (with every pun intended) Hilarious. Ironic. Absolutely foolish.

I give up.

I felt wary after hearing this and retreated from the conversation to continue it another time..

((Seriously, Forgive me for leaving so Abruptly. There was a quite powerful thunderstorm in the area and it took out the power to my house. I decided to just fall asleep instead of waiting it out. I was tired. Sorry!!))

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #51 on:** June 02, 2006, 04:57:09 PM »

//OOC:

Put this pic in my album and Thought I'd add it here. Its how I view Rhynn..Did some painshop edits to change the eye color (easy) and to put some scars and burn marks on her (suckage)

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #52 on:** June 02, 2006, 05:41:48 PM »

*as a quick note*

Kyle has taken up my teaching while Ash is not around, he says I'm a natural. I must have a photographic memory for languages because I hardly need to look at my notes at all when I try to speak. Which is good for me, My notes are very extensive but not very well organized. They're just a bunch of words and phrases in no particular order, and practice sheets of sentence structure and congiation. I should probably organize them one day...

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #53 on:** June 03, 2006, 07:48:37 AM »

Its raining in Hlint.....I have a bad feeling about this

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #54 on:** June 04, 2006, 12:46:17 PM »

**Post Saved For the Full Account of the Peices of Seven Quest**

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #55 on:** June 06, 2006, 09:26:59 AM »

Not much going on lately. I spend most of my time In Hlint these days, near Ilsare's temple, praying for the Health and wellbeing of all those I love. Love comes in many forms, not just the love for that one special person. I love him dearly, and will pray to Ilsare with every fiber in my body to keep him safe, but in different ways I also love others.

I pray to her to protect Addison and Calvin from harm, under her love

I pray to her to protect Treana and her love from harm, under her love

I pray to her to protect Annalee, the unborn children, Mith, Ash, Tyrian...Everyone I care about..everyone..Under her love...

Its gotten to the point where I can uphold small conversations with Kyle and Ash and Ferrit in Elven. I'm sure I sound as a small child just learning to speak correctly, and to read and write properly, but it IS an improvement. I can read child's books in elven with minimal help, and maybe soon I will be ready to accomplish the larger books and uphold a conversation like a normal speaking person. Its weird to start all over on a literary scale, but I am learning, and soon will be able to speak perfectly, I know it.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #56 on:** June 07, 2006, 10:39:57 AM »

Ameanir elca il ceananca fean eo iracty oms il feen E nyll ammeana anirela im el Elven. E oaac tymeyw eo salaaco. E laaw ane latyailn ameanir Treana, illw annac iram E ils laemma ilveill. E lailam Freldo cillaan leviran, illw E ceela eras sema anirill aelam. Era lailew ira irilw il oe' ane sa tymefcas fyan nyeycw lean anacc sa amirilin aaan. Ammeanelv illc eo anirela ela laanecc il fean irilmwam anirill latyailnelv, lae E anireln E amecc laanety leam. Veewfaa

With only a little bit of help from a book I can write this now in elven. I feel proud of myself. I need to speak with Treana, and tell her I am sorry again. I saw Freldo last night, and love him more than ever. He said he had a fix to my problem but could not tell me what yet. Writing all of this is still a bit harder than speaking, So I think I will stop now. Goodbye.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #57 on:** June 08, 2006, 05:19:18 AM »

And once again things are going insane. I sent Treana a bird with my written testimony of my complaint against Thomas. It seems to be what she wanted. I mean, Treana is as a sister to me, and I was not going to let someone that annoyed me in the first place come in between that.

So I watched in Rilara, at the Freelancers whilest Treana handed my letter to Jennara, and still I could not bring myself to speak with her more than to hand her a few things for the Roldem donation fund. I stayed in Rilara for as long as I could focus, but left as soon as I felt the first familiar pangs upon my mind.

When I came back to Hlint, I found Jennara talking to him. I say shamelessly that I watched on invisibly , but their speaking eventually faded into whispers and I could hear no more…

Watched Reggub the Halfling wreak firey havoc around Hlint again. That’s always fun.

Been another week or so since I’ve seen him last, another week of devout praying. I finally made a decision, and removed my connection from Hlint’s neutral bindstone and instead bound myself to Ilsare’s at the temple. I will continue to spread her love throughout the world through kindness art and song. She keeps him safe, and she keeps me safe, and she keeps the ones I love safe.

I must seek someone to learn of how I can officially be considered of Ilsare. I am still in a debate over weather I should take her or Lucinda as my patron goddess…but I think I want to be of Ilsare.

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I guess that brings me to the more pressing matter of the murder in Hlint. A body was found by the lake of a young male, completley white and petrified, as if killed by a fear striking spell of illusion, such as phantasmal killer. Systrian of Hlint and Garent both said something about seeing the man in the Wild Surge, so a few people (Notable: Ash , Darkchild, Celgar, Yard) and I went along to the Inn to ask Yastin what was going on.

He said there was the young man, and an older drunken man telling stories of gobblins splattered against the alter room of the Red Lights until he kicked them out of the Inn for riling up too much attention.

We next decided to visit that alter, where we were immediatley overcome with a feeling of cold menevolence, impending doom. Evil.

Celgar tried to bless the Alter in the name of Lucinda , I don't think that got him very far. Darkchild foolishly (but only because I mentioned something) spilled his blood onto the alter, but it remained dormant..

Something odd is happening in Hlint...again...and once again I'm stuck in with it.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #58 on:** June 08, 2006, 05:11:33 PM »

I’ve done it. I’ve mastered Legend Lore. I can now cast it freely, so long as I have insence, the magical component. It’s been a long hard track, but 6th circle spells have finally been granted to me, I discovered my new power in the troll caves within the battle fens on a trip with Karana, Tegan, Xan, Sh’anda, and Remiel. I have learned a few more spells, Earthreal Vistage, and the two scrolls Mith handed to me, Greater Stoneskin Spell Mantle…

I’m so proud of myself, but wish Freldo was around to share in my new found power. I have much to tell him when he returns. I find myself depressed when my mind is not occupied. I want nothing more than to wait at Ilsare’s temple , and pray for his safe return. When I am doing something I am find, but those moments in the middle , when my mind is idol. I feel to the point of tears….

An “Arch Infernomancer”, a Halfling Reggub, who I call Reggie, took Bumblebee and I into Storands crypt to Show off…er…to help us. He’s an eccentric fellow, but I still think his heart’s in the right place. He got the ring Moraken requested for me, and I was able to turn it in. Before he departed he handed me a red gem of firebrand. He’s a very sweet fella, I think Layla would like him.

LynnJuniper · « **Reply #59 on:** June 09, 2006, 05:37:01 AM »

The lady of dreams, Ilsare has answered my prayer. I was on my knees, praying to see my love again, and right then at that very moment he pops up as if Ilsare called upon him herself, and he answered.

Words , neither spoken nor written can express how greatful I feel that Ilsare allowed me a wonderful night with my love.

I will continue to pray devoutly. For now I consider myself a True Ilsarian as well