Night falls in Clover

[Pibemanden]

*Storold sighs deeply looking down at his son who is barely two months old he moves quietly into his chair and looks at the boy moving a little in his sleep. He takes out a small note book and scribles a few lines in it.*

Mai and Ember... Rael... Everything has just come falling down on my heard lately. After the latest reply from Nana the family have to move... Just I don't know if I should move with them. My heart is torn between the woman and swore to love and the life that I want to live. I want to live a life where the love is true and not just a duty comming from the ring on your finger.
I loved her for ten years, but now I don't know anymore she has other interests and we don't seem to have the moments we had before. I tried asking her out but she would rather stay at home with our son than go out with me... I didn't really know what to say at that point I just stood there looking rather awkwad at her while I twisted my hands a bit. Eventually I just mumbled something about studying and went to my office.
I don't really know but well I will be looking into things at Western Gate. I need to find a house there and well maybe ask in the temple. I hope Mylindra will understand when I hand her the papers. Just well... My children I don't want to hurt them but now I am pushing them far away from me. I really hope they understand when they grow up what happened both to their home town and to their father...

*A single tear falls on the page and Storold closes his journal putting it away on a shelf.*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold slowly walks into the house in Spellgard carrying the bags containing all the things Mylindra packed for Ethan and Jonnathan. He looks around shouting in a friendly voice for the owner. A human figure appears and smiles to Storold.*

Omssam: Ahh.. Hello Storold*He bends down to be at level with the two boys* And you two, you must be Ethan and Jonnathan..

Ethan: No he is Jonnathan!
Jonnathan: And I am not Ethan!

Omssam:*He shakes his head a little grinning*Some boys you have there Storold...

Storold:*He nods a little clearly not comfortable with the situation*Yes they are two of the five lights in my life, you will take great care of them, right? Teach them the arts and good manners.

*Ethan and Jonnathan both smiles at the mention of the arts but seems to be pouting shortly after when the good manners are mentioned*

Omssam:*He nods and smiles bringing forth a small illusion for the boys which they seem to be rather amazed about*I will do my best, it is a great honor to have these two as my apprentices.

Ethan and Jonnathan seems to be entralled by the illusion and starts showing the little they can themselves off.

Storold:*He nods sadly and bends down hugging the two boys in turn.*Now be good you two, make Mylindra and me proud...

*Storold says his goodbyes to Omssam and tugs up his hood walking out into the rainy autum Spellgard as he walks the drops of rain falls on his face hiding his tears as he heads out to the desert for some time alone.*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold returns to Clover walking into his library to look over some of his old journals before sitting down to write in his current one*

Well that was an unexpected outcome to say the least, I had never thought that anything could move as fast as things just did for me there. I was blown away for the rest of the day if not more. Hardly listening to the talking at the meeting with Elohanna, Treanna, AnnaLee and Connor...
It is still a bit unreal to nme so I will almost say that I leave it up till next time I meet her to figure out if this is really happening.
Mylindra well... She is gone from my life for now. I hope her and the children return for the sake of peace, because what I am doing right now is threading very thin ice. Hopefully Lucinda will grant me strength to get through this..

*Storold smiles to himself and goes to take a long nice bath*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold sighs and sits down on the bench in Hempstead writing a short letter it seems*

Dear Mylindra,

What happened? Why didn't we get along, and why did you just disappear like that, and what of the children? I really want to know, but something makes me think I never well, will it even matter now?
I have walked long away from you, then back everytime I appeared alone home. Now I took a step so far away from you as I could get, but what does that change? The fact that I am running from myself as usual chasing the ideals of someone else?
After all this I saw only one way out and that is the one I have taken. If you indeed loved me you would have sought me out again, you wouldn't have shut me out of your life. But well you did and now someone else ran away with my heart. For good or for bad who can tell? All I know is that I am happy now and that is the way I should be.

*Signed*Storold Doesscha, Fool in love

[Pibemanden]

*Storold walks sadly around the forest humming silently to himself as he watches the leaves fall from the trees in the autum. He walks past the giants practices his enchantments on his rapier a little fighting the giants. He passes the old graves in the small grove sighing to himself "Why did you have to go at that point... Did you really see your son in his best moment or was it just a transition?" Storold shakes his head and walks of tears forming in his eyes.
He sighs walking in the door looking at all the dust around and starts finding some cleaning tools and works his way through the house sighing as he sees some of the things he remembers from his two children who are now lost. After a long day with cleaning he heads out to the Rofirienite temples to ask once again.*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold sighs to himself and walks into the house in Clover again taking out an old journal he scribes a few lines and then walks off to find a bed*

So stupid, so fun... What have I done to my life, and what will Clover ever say to this. I will have to think really hard the next few days before I have to return.

[Pibemanden]

*He carries a lot of flowers and some hot blueberry pie for Clover looking rather happy but a bit afraid. After giving her all the things he suggest that they spend the day at the room enjoying eachother rather than going to Spellgard and where Clover goes about the day.*

*Clover hears Storold come in and notices the flowers and pie he carries.  Smiling she meets him at the door and helps him get settled.  Giving him a warm and inviting welcome she waits excitedly for him to  tell her about his latest travels*  

"I have missed you dear, come, lets sit and I will rub your back while you tell me of your adventures"

*Storold sighs quietly in relief and lets he begin her massage of his back*

"Love... I didn't go anywhere really, I went to*Coughs slightly* The One Eye Harpy and then to Clover for a bit of lonelyness before I came back."

*Storold enjoys the massage for a little while longer before turning to her with a more serious look looking kind of sad too*

"You know that no matter what happens I will only love you no matter what I do and what you hear about me. You are the one I love, no one else."

*Storold hugs his arms around her and kisses her cheek*

"Just don't ever forget that, we should never forget that we have eachother and we will be strong that way"


*holding his face in her hands she searches his eyes*
"Storold my love, what do you mean?" Something is not right, what is troubling you? You know I love only you."

*Storold looks deeply into her eyes with a pained expression*

"I did something so horrible to our relationship that I will not even mention it in words. I will do whatever it takes to make it up to you. I will stay here with you for months and months not leaving the inn. Walk to the end of the world and back again. But it will never make it up..."


*her eyes searching his for understanding she sits next to him* "Storold....I don't understand.  *her hand comes up to slowly caress his face*  Tell me....have I done something...have your feelings changed?  Do I need to do anything?  *her eyes start to fill as she bites her lip*

*Sighs and shakes his head*

"Never, nothing will change my feelings to you ever. I did something stupid because I got drunk in Hempstead, but bad as it might be it will never change my feelings towards you. I will love you forever, even if I have been as foolish as I have now. Please just tell me you wont ever leave"

*Storold hugs her gently while his eyes starts to grow red as they fill too*

"Storold *she chokes out* I forbid you to go anywhere close to that place again. Promise me you will not do such a thing ever. I can only imagine what you are trying not to tell me and I can forgive you.  I love you too much to ever leave you dear. My heart belongs only to you." *she kneels in front of him and hugs herself to his chest tightly, and whispers* "tell me you will love me too forever Storold, I  need to hear that please"

*Storold hugs her tightly and kisses her forehead*

"I love you forever and ever, never again will I do something like what I did that day. I will never drink again ever, just please never leave me..."

*Keeps holding her tightly rocking back and forth*

*listening to Storold, Clover hears the pain in his voice* "I want to be the only woman in your life that has you  as a wife has a husband" and with this
*holding him close she vows to never leave him*

*Storold looks at her for a long moment totally speachless he then smiles and wipes his eyes whispering to her*

"I will never leave you either, but while this vow will mean a lot to both of us I believe that a woman like you deserves more. However I believe we are in no place yet to live forever after as man and wife yet. But I will get you some knowledge you might find useful about a few things"

*Storold winks and half smiles*

"You will be my wife, just not before I have a place suiting for a wife"

[Pibemanden]

Clover rolls over with a smile on her lips and traces her fingers lightly across Storolds lips*

*Storold smiles brightly at Clover looking happily at her. "Love you are so wonderful, I can't believe we didn't find eachother before. I was wondering what would you think goes best with your clothes silver, platinium or gold" Storold hugs her tightly and gives her a passionate kiss*

"Love I also have something I need to tell you, something that I might have been overdoing, but I needed to make sure I only loved you.. I hope you will understand my perhabs flawed logic"*Storold looks sincerely at her a little nervous but still smiling brightly*


*her hair laying across his chest she turns her head to look up at him*  "Should I go get the shovel?" *she says playfully*  "Storold, please tell me everything come out with it please."

*Grins slightly to her*"Well you might want to get the shovel out after this, but not for what you think. I was a bit ashamed of what I did to you quite some time ago, and I wanted to make sure that I would never do it again... So well I decided to test if I could actually handle myself in a rather tense situation. I went out on a date with a xeenite who was certainly more than willing to show off all that she got, and I simply tried to keep the dinner and everything civil which I succeeded in. I am not certain that no matter what will ever happen and who ever will try to make a pass on me I will forever remain yours in heart and soul. So that is why I ask what kind of metal you like most, because I need a lot of time to prepare this."*Chuckles lightly and caresses her face looking to see if she understands*


*after plucking a few of his chest hairs out* she replies "Platty and you are mine..I'm not sharing!"

*Winces slightly as she plucks the hairs but keeps a smiling face*"I will see what I can get made of platinium for you then, unless you want some cobalt, adamantinium or mithril instead"*Storold winks to her*"Just name it and you will have it this has to be the best"

[Pibemanden]

*Storold walks through the Forest of Fogs looking rather sad as he goes seeming taking in the landscapes he sees as he walk. At the end of the walk he ends up at the house outside Clover looking everything over placing the last things in chests he goes out and looks down as he places the key under the doormat shaking his head slightly.
He goes to check on the golem in the stable before moving on promising that soon he will be ready to move him to a better location but he should stay at the farm for now untill the house is done.*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold takes out his journal and makes some notes*

Well finally I have picked up elven again, it is the experiences on Voltrex that made me do this. After being so lost in a land that doesn't speak the common tounge willingly I would rather take the time it takes to master the tounge of the elves.
Elohanna agreed to teaching me but sadly she has been busy with other matters so we have only had one lesson so far. Alatriel on the other hand has helped me a great deal. I can feel a little progress from when I trained with Alleina back in Hlint which seems ages ago now.
And speaking of ages... I doubt my name will be forgotten the next couple of ages, Storold destroyer of towns... I am just so sad that this happened but well, I can't turn back time and the more I close around myself the less will be gained from this for everyone. I don't know exactly how guilty I should feel, but hopefully soon I will know with the help from this Dameon Mount.
For now though it is about making the best of it for the population of Mariners Hold and everyone else, I am not sure how many years it will be before the wounds are closed but hopefully something will have happened within my lifetime..
*Storold sighs to himself, closes his journal and starts walking up and down the floor waiting for Clover to come home.*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold digs out his journal below a pile of books in his new study near Point Dart*

Well, many things have happened, or have they? No much progress have been made, but the people of Mariners Hold are getting most of the help they deserve, and so the case seems to be at Leringard. Sadly that help doesn't come from my church, but that is the be expected with the incompetence they have shown in the past.
I am just glad that Lucinda is being represented through me at Mariners Hold and that someone will make some sort of effort in Leringard even though it is way way too late now. Maybe in time they will learn, but I sincerely doubt it.
And their headless chase after Arwal seems to have gone into a stalemate, they have no clue where he is but at least they are figuring things out in about the same rate as I am which is somehow astonishing compared to how slow they are usually moving.
All in all I must say I lost all the respect I had for them after they started to show that they were working towards a cure for the Dark Peaks of the Watchers, and I don't know why I keep coming back to Spellgard again and again. So far all the work I have put there have seemed a waste of time and effort.
I find this very saddening, but at the same time I have to stand up to it... Or do I? I don't feel that my ties to the Lady go through Spellgard, they are above all that but my title as a protector is though tied to the city, but still it is a divine rank, not an administrative. Maybe I am just afraid of what Lucinda would think if I left the town for good and decided to call an idiot an idiot and be done with it.
What would I do with the freedom it would give me? Not much I guess, I am still bound by my promise to Lucinda and I will continue to serve as I see fit because that is my call in life, not to do the bidding of some incompetent fools who can hardly figure out who is good and who is evil.
Do I blame myself for Arwal? Sort of I guess, I was onto him, but I guess that the acceptance of Spellgard again got me into a sleep and I decided not to do anything more about it. I had him figured out, if only I had known about that trip to Firesteep I could have shown up there and dragged him straight through the portal to Spellgard and right into the jail. We could have had him, instead everyone got blinded by him and he succeeded in his plan.
Am I better than Spellgard then? Well I guess not, but on the other hand their treatment of me has been so poor throughout the years that I have nothing to loose other than an office I didn't want to run as I do now and the access to the tower and the temple. Is that really worth hiding your true opinions for? Or should I simply speak out louder and clearer than I did last time about what I think about the worst administration I have ever known and probably will ever know?
Only time will tell, but my time in Spellgard is running very short now, within the next year I have to decide if I want to hand my resignation to Trier, I have it all written out, I just need to walk into his office and hand it over and tell him that this is the end of our, pathetic, cooperation.
I doubt anyone would like me for doing it, but there is simply a point where you have to face the fact that the battle is lost and fighting more will simply break what is left of you. I feel the strength and willingness to do anything fading fast from me as the days go on with yet more mistakes and more inaction from the town I once found so great.

*Storold shakes his head and puts down his journal sighing to himself as he pulls out a book on teleports back to the Arms*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold walks around in his study near Point Dart. He imbues his blade a bit casts a few dispells at some stationary objects. He seems rather distant as he picks out his journal from a shelf and begins to write in it.*

I have made some progress in my training, my flame weapon is as strong as ever, and the other things. Well they last a whole lot longer than a brief moment now. I don't know to which end I keep hiding it for my friends, maybe I just want to stick it in their face if I leave and show them what I can be without them. Maybe I just want to see if I can perfect it before showing it to the world.
Whatever it is I have to keep walking my path towards perfection of abjuration, another important step was taking a few days ago when I finally mastered the art of breaching magic, or well mastered it as much as a mundane wizard can do. Maybe some day I will master it to perfection as well, but to what use only time can tell.
With the continued effords here to build a home and the adventuring wild life I seem to be having I think that I will either be torn appart or find some rather strange way to walk opun. As long as I can walk it with Clover I will not fear, and if Clover wont follow then there is Lucinda to shine the light on the path.

*Storold sighs a little to himself and closes the journal looking about the room then he goes to check the kitchen and finds a bottle of wine which he uncorks and starts drinking as he goes over a book. Having finished the bottle he takes out a tome and mumbles some words that makes him fade from sight and reappear on another continent, although it seems more like another frequency to him.

[Pibemanden]

*Storold sits at home in the Arms a quiet night after Clover has fallen asleep, he can't sleep that night so he takes out his journal and sits by the desk writing some notes in it.*

I am so sad and angry. Sad that Spellgard is everything that I once feared it was, angry that nothing have been done to change this yet. Gerimen seems to be feeling the same unwillingness to help as I do. Just that his problem is far greater than mine, given that Spellgard might be the next town to be attacked. But maybe that is what they wish to have done, with their inability to get something done you could almost suspect it.
Tristan has returned, I found him trapped by some pixies outside Willows Weep. Some dawnwoven sent him to gather their dust, but no one seems to have been sent looking for him after that, so I fear for the worst. Why is it that it seems that the church spends way more time on playing political games instead of actually doing something? They seem obsessed with the though of playing against each other instead of helping out.
I am glad that I have my resignation in a drawer at my office, although I don't visit often I know that if this gets any worse I will go fetch it and hand it over to Trier. I simply don't want to be part of this circus longer than needed. Lucinda is probably ashamed about it, but what does it help? They keep running around in circles only talking to their friends making sure no one raises in favor above themselves. Disgusting and selfish of them. I admit that I want to raise in favor too, but I served for years now and no one ever told me that I did alright, look at Sala, same deal with her...
People should really start getting their act together and raise people as required by the rules instead of going by their own little inner circle who works only for themselves and defiantly not for Lucinda. Maybe I should hand over my resignation as soon as I am done with training Tristan, I think though that it wont be far off, that would be my idea for now, get Tristan ready for working in the world for Lucinda and leave for something else myself, probably still serving Lucinda, but without any hold in Spellgard.

*Storold sighs to himself and closes his journal and heads out of Leringard not coming back before morning*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold sits in the house near Point Dart looking sadly out over the hills near the house. After some time he produces a book from the shelf and pick up a quill from a nearby table, he sits down and starts writing.*

I really should consider what I want to do with my life, I was with Hedessa again and well, the bad feelings from before were gone. But still it isn't right, I love Clover I just never really told her how much or bothered to actually make the thing final. I feel horrible about it but at the same time I am drawn towards new pleasures and new experiences.
I don't really know how to find that with Clover we are just so distant now, so I guess even just dedicating myself to only her would be new even if I sort of did that years ago. And then there is the promise, I can't actually marry her which is a shame, but I have to wait till I find my children again. I sort of hope I wont find Mylindra, but then again it would be nice to have some closure.
I guess with all the things going on in the church now with the Committee of the Hammer and the work I have to do there. I am just torn between only focusing on doing what is right for the church and then enjoying myself as much as I possibly can, or try to be what I want to be for Clover. I really do love her but after being away from a year it is hard to.
I really missed her all that time on Voltrex, but now coming back with all that has changed things a bit, we are more distant. And all the bad things I did and do to her are simply just too much I guess...
I just wish that somehow I could find the part of me that really loved her. I just wish I could turn back time to before I was stupid enough to be with Ember and Bree. And before I started spending all my time with Hedessa. Just before all of these stupid things happened. But well I don't know how to turn back time, so I guess I will just hope she understands.

*Storold closes his journal and goes to organize some more furniture around the house humming to himself*

[Pibemanden]

*Storold digs out his journal in Clover and hums to himself opening on a new page*

It has been a very interesting month for me, parties, talks and new meanings...
The party at the Angels guild really opened my eyes for the kind of fun I could have, if I was ready for it. Lots of fun and even a pretty mermaid to share it with, after I found out who it was it was even more amusing. Jaelle being held by me, even if I said it would be more damaging for me it would surely also be a laugh for many others. However I wont break my word since I believe that she has the right to keep it a secret if she wants to.
Now the party itself was a great success and over twenty thousand was raised for the orphanage and everyone had fun. Hedessa was a bit touchy as usual and everyone else was quite fun to talk to too. I still wonder who a few of the people I met there was but in time I will know I guess.
Furthermore I had some good advice from Jaelle after I told her that I knew that it was her behind that mermaid outfit. People are starting to think of me as they did about Jaelle it seems, after not having done anything but talking to people I seem to have been found guilty of sleeping with a lot of females. That isn't true, but people still believe it is true, on the other hand I sort of know it is true with Jaelle, however she told me that she didn't only want to be known for that and that she was a changed woman. I believe that having a child of her own did a lot of that changing, but I can still learn from it and try to think a bit more about what I am doing.
And with that, I believe that Hedessa is nothing than a trouble maker, she is just all words and her own view on everything. I don't even know why I keep on taking her out for drinks and such. After all she is just another full of herself xeenite I don't really need. I like her as a friend, but she needs to either tone down or stay out of my sight after today. She has caused enough of a stir and I wont have it anymore. Her half truths and drunken talk is wasted on me.
I talked to Tegan after a trip to the Demon Mountains on Belinara, talked about my love for Clover and what I have to do about it. After all this life isn't suitable if I have to keep my seat as chairman of the committee of change. Not only that but we really had something before all the bad things happened. I really loved her and I still do, I just find it hard to express my feelings right to her. How I will find her again is still unknown but maybe in time I will find a way back into her heart and we can together for the rest of our lives.

*Storold smiles a little to himself and closes his journal humming a small tune as he goes to find his bed in the house*