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« on: January 21, 2010, 08:42:46 am »
Both orders have been filled. Just need to designate a place to meet.
*a dragon with a sword in its talons is stamped at the end of the note*
//Been trying to run into you guys in game but haven't seen either of you online
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« on: January 18, 2010, 11:57:23 pm »
ENTRY 2
Gathering
A great many things have happened in the time since I last wrote; I do not know where to begin. I suppose the beginning is the most logical, so I will start there. I have decided that until further notice, the best way for me to acquire the most amount of True for myself, and also the easiest, is to gather the resources that can be found all over the surface realms. I started gathering cotton at first, then barley and finally skeleton knuckles.
Sounds easy enough, but when I went after the corn to feed the chickens things got a little more interesting. I encountered bugbears, much like the ones we used as thralls in the Deep, roaming free. Using proper skill, balancing parries and offensive attacks I managed to slay the beasts with ease. The griffon that guards the corn up on the hill proved to be a more difficult quarry, but I managed to escape to fight another day.
I have also been performing menial tasks for the inhabitants of the Realms that See the Sun. Their rewards are sufficient to support the effort required to perform their tasks, though why these people seem so eager to pay for services that they themselves would most likely be able to perform themselves is beyond my understanding. It seems the surface races are as inferior as we believed them to be.
Along my travels, a raven landed on my shoulder bearing a rolled up scroll in its talons. Upon reading it, I learned that the wizard with whom I had traveled with Rottie was interested in putting Corath's minions to rest. I still needed a few knuckles for my collection, so I decided that refusing his aid would most likely create an unnecessary headache for both of us.
As I awaited his arrival outside the crypt, a shadowy figure emerged from the depths of the tomb and began to speak to me and the wizard once he arrived. I came to learn that her name is Darthirâe, Matron Mother of House Zhalberen. She must have known that I am a Dark Elf because she wasted no time in asking me questions about my former house, and inquiring about other things only another Deep Dweller would understand.
She also inquired of my skills, and with obvious interest she struck me and the wizard a deal. In exchange for a box of skeleton knuckles, she would part with a scroll that she herself inscribes. The one condition is that the spell which we request must be one that we are immediately able to master. Since scrolls, especially the more rare ones can be hard to come by I felt that the deal was solid agreed to her terms.
Her parting words to me were interesting, for not only were they unnecessary but they were also a bit foolish in my opinion. She told me to find a better disguise, a statement that implies that I seek to hide who I am. I do not fear these surface dwellers, and though my kind have consistently oppressed and terrorized them I am not ashamed of who I am. If the patrons of this plane refuse to deal with me, then I am sure that I can find some who will.
I did not give Darthirâe another thought until a few cycles later when I encountered her again, this time I was already in the crypt when she happened upon me. She expressed interest in my skills once again, and wished to learn more of my story to glean what usefulness I might prove to her in the future. We left the tomb to speak about matters in a more private location where we engaged in conversation about the path that I had chose to follow. The discussion was quite lengthy, and by the end of it I sought for nothing more than to rest my eyes so I bade her farewell and set off to meditate to prepare myself for the next cycle's challenges.
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« on: January 12, 2010, 09:16:13 pm »
Thanks homey.
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« on: November 09, 2009, 09:02:33 pm »
Webs of the Spider
Entry 4
I was so caught up in my delight at this occurrence a few days ago, that I had completely forgot to record the incident in my journal. Now I have had some time to settle myself down and consider what happened I cannot keep myself from grinning like a small child. The only thing that would have been greater would had I been able to succeed in my shrewd task.
I had just been warned not to enter Port Hempstead by one of the guards and his persuasive sword when I noticed a group of people standing before me. This group was not an ordinary group of bystanders however, because one of them was a big oaf of an orc who was as disgusting as any of his kin I can assure you. Aside from the orc was a quiet female, and a human male who I could tell immediately both by dress and demeanor was a man with good moral virtues...in other words he was weak. I decided to keep my distance and pick a time at which to insert my own observations into their conversation.
Apprantly the orc, who I came to learn later is named Erugor, was really hungry for a pie and was not sure why he was not allowed entry into Port Hempstead where there were most likely pies being sold. The male, named Argos, was explaining to the orc that because of his race and the history of violence and marauding that his kinsmen had carried out on the city that he would be denied entry even though he had saved the town from invasion before. This is where I decided to make my input known.
I approached the group and was asked by Erugor if I had a pie on me, to which I replied of course not. I then asked the brute if the people before him were bothering him. This caused the pair of humans to raise their eyebrows and look at me with a second glance. They explained the situation to me, and at once I turned to Erugor and asked him if he was very hungry. He replied eagerly with hunger in his eyes. Getting the response I was looking for, I told him that these people were only trying to delay him from getting his pie. An application for an orc to enter the city could take weeks or even months to clear, and he himself had done nothing wrong so he should just go into the town and take what was rightfully his.
Argos was insistent and told Erugor not to listen to me, explaining to Erugor that such an action would alert the guards and he would be forcibly removed from Port Hempstead. With that in mind, I turned to Erugor again and asked him if he was a strong orc. He flexed his massive muscles and said yes, he was a strong orc (though in much simpler terms that that). I told him that it was not fair that these humans could enter the city whenever they wnated, and he had done nothing to deserve the treatment he was recieving, and furthermore he was strong enough to overpower the guards should they try any funny business.
When I mentioned that the orc's eyes grew large as he thought of the possibilities of getting his pie immediately. Sensing that things may get out of hand, Argos insisted that Erugor listen to him instead. He told Erugor that he himself would go into the town and get a whole sack full of pies and return shortly. He turned on his heels and headed into Port Hempstead. By this time I had impatient, and noticed that Erugor too had calmed down. Once Argos was out of earshot, I turned to Erugor and began to chastise him. I told him that he was dumb and a fool to trust the human, and tried to tell him that Argos did not really care about him. I tried to continue this explanation but Erugor had been angered when I called him dumb, and he shoved me with a single massive green paw. The force of the push was so great that I lost my footing and fell down.
About the same time, Argos returned holding the promised sack of pies. He saw me on the ground and could hear the anger in Erugor's voice, and though he did not show it I'm sure he was smiling on the inside. I got back to my feet and regained my composure. I told Argos that I was through with this conversation and that the brute was his to manipulate. Then I turned to Erugor one last time and told him that if he was ever ready to find someone who truly cared that he should seek me out. I waved a hand in dismissal and took my leave.
I do enjoy getting the last word.
-Quarral Mae'zynge
*Quarral replaces the quill in its spot and closes the book, a sly grin creases his otherwise smooth face*
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« on: November 06, 2009, 08:38:58 am »
And what about the bit where it says moving silently and unnoticed? That just cannot be pulled off with metal armor.
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« on: November 06, 2009, 01:08:49 am »
"Through centuries of research, some of these silks now rival the strength of metal armor."
ooooh, this part has me excited. Are there new craftable recipes along these lines, or just some already out there I haven't come across yet? The dark silks I've been sewing are more on par with padded armors. I hate to dig up an old thread, but it does say, 'Ask the Loremaster' how are we supposed to roleplay this out? It seems that these armors are strong enough to be metal, so do we just acquire some metal armor and try to make it look like its made out of spider silk or can we expect a special armor recipe? I personally think it would be neat to have some armor like this and would love to get my hands on some if possible.
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« on: November 05, 2009, 07:20:51 pm »
Oh, well ignore that whole post then D: I was checking LORE. Apparently that page needs to be updated hehe
And that makes me epic sad.
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« on: November 05, 2009, 07:12:30 pm »
After rereading the Alignment Rules on Evil, I noticed that it already has a time requirement of 9 months, but the level requirement is still there. I still move that the level requirement be removed.
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« on: November 05, 2009, 07:10:07 pm »
This is something else that I thought of after I posted the above:
Remove the Level Requirement for new subbmissions of Evil aligned characters.
This is one of the reason why I kinda lost interest in playing my character Quarral. Now, I hope this does not come off the wrong way and I am not disputing the decision or trying to get it changed. When I originally created the concept for Quarral Mae'zynge it was concieved in conjunction with an old friend and player here, ZeroVega. We had the intentions of making Mae'zynge an in game house that had lost its nobility status and both of us were planning on playing our characters as evil aligned Ca'duz Dark Elves. When he fell off the map I went through with the development of my character and waited for months for the release of version 3 when the restrictions for evil characters would be changed.
Then I realized that I didn't have a character who met the level requirements. And try as I might, I could not find anyone that could get along with Caldiir long enough to keep him around, nor could I find a consistent group of characters who were evil or on the verge of being evil. So unfortunately, even though I had played on the server for over two years at that point, I had to settle for a True Neutral alignment on my Priest of Ca'duz, which is fine because he is still only one step away from NE and I can RP him and CDQ him towards the evil alignment.
However, I want to make a statement that I think mostly everyone here will agree with:
A character's level does not directly translate into a great roleplayer.
That is not always the case, but sometimes it is. What I suggest instead is a time period in which a person is judged upon their roleplaying. For the sake of this post I will use 6 months as a time frame for a person to be on the server before they submit a character. That doesn't mean that they created a character and then logged on once or twice a week for 6 months and then decides they want to roll an evil character. That player must be active on the server, attend some DM run quests and contribute in some fashion to discussion on the forums. This part of this plan is the only place in my opinion that can really be a snag because the issue of 'acceptable level of activity' is so subjective and people will have differing opinions on it.
For example, let's use Jane Fantasyname. She has had a character on the server for a little over 6 months, and decides that she wants to roll a Priestess of Corath and wants to submit the character with a Neutral Evil alignment. Her previous character is only level 9, but she has kept up with a character journal with regular posts every couple of days, and she tries to log on as often as she can to role play with others on the server. She has even attended a few DM quests and gotten to know quite a few people on the server. She reads all the information on Corath, develops a lengthy and detailed background for her Priestess and submits the character to the forums. The Character Approval team sees it, and flags it for DM Team input since it is a character submission for NE. The DM Team opens up a thread on their private forums about the submission for their input as to whether this player was active or not during the 6 month period that she has been playing on the server. Once the DM's have reached their conclusion they alert the Character Approvers (who should be using this time to work out any other kinks in the character biography) sees the input from the DM team and approves or disapproves the character biography based on all that input.
Now, as I already said some of this is subjective and isn't PERFECT, but I really think that a system like this one could work better than the current system. At least, I think, it would encourage more people to roll evil characters.
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« on: November 05, 2009, 02:30:07 pm »
Alright, I have been following this topic for a while and I figured that I would put my share into the pot. And even though I have not been playing here much, I feel like when i did play here I had one of the more memorable characters.
More recently I have stopped playing here as much not because I don't want to. I DESPERATELY want to play here because of the systems that have been put in place and the deep Lore that has been built up over the years. now, this will not be a suprise to many because of my signature and avatar but I play predominantly Dark Elves on Layonara. My first, Caldiir is the memorable character that I was talking about and my second is one by the name of Quarral who happens to be one of the only Priests of Ca'duz on the server.
I have been around since the campaign against Blood and things weren't easy then, and with the release of the current campaign things got all that much harder to play a Dark Elf. I would LOVE to see more effort put into getting people to play as Dark Elves or ANY evil or so called 'shady' characters. Currently my Dark Elves have to hide behind hoods, cover themselves from head to toe, stick to the shadows which by all accounts is not how a Dark Elf should act. True Dark Elves are evil to the core, without a shred of good anywhere within range of them. It is impossible for them to coexist with people who live on the surface without trying to manipulate, coerce, or ruin anything they come into contact with.
With the changes made with the release of version 3 (not bashing the release at all, it was a great release) things got a LOT harder to be a Dark Elf. We can't go into town, Clerics and Paladins can use Divine Relation to rat us out, everyone from the smartest Wizard to the dumbest Orc realize that a character who is covered from head to toe is trying to hide something and with the limitations of the models from NWN anyone can tell that a slender male character is an elf so they put things together and realize that there is an elf standing in front of them with something to hide...hmm wonder what it could be?
This brings me to my next point, which is the real reason for me making this post. As a Dark Elf, in my on and off again 5 year relationship with this server, I believe that I have been to the Underdark one time and that was with a group and I realized one thing...the Underdark is a scary scary place. Which is as it should be, but what I am getting at is that the Underdark should not be a mystery to someone who is FROM the Underdark. I wish that Dark Elves got their own starting zone in an Underdark city, Olist Orbinn for example, that would have starting quests, dungeons and other things to help Dark Elves level up away from the prying eyes of surface dwellers. In this city, allow the players to create the Dark Elf society. Allow them to create their own player run Houses complete with an actual House (that can be purchased like a normal house but cost more since it would be maintained by a group of players), set up a Melee-magthere, Sorcere, and Arach-tinilith and allow the players to populate those academies with Archmages, Weapon Masters, and High Priests/Priestesses.
Allow the characters who live and dwell in the Underdark to create their own storylines. I think it would make for some amazing roleplaying opportunities for the Clergy of Ca'duz and the Clergy of Vierdri'ira to fight (literally and figuratively) for control of the city. It would be great to have rival houses doing everything in their power to sieze control of the top seat to garner the most respect from everyone else. This next one is a biggy, MAKE THE SURFACE AFRAID OF DARK ELVES AGAIN. How? Allow the Dark Elves the opportunity to organize and carry out raids on different surface towns. This would encourage the Surface players to be more an alert and defend their towns against the raiding Dark Elves and encourage PVP.
This all may sound very familiar to some of you who play on other servers, but its what I'd like to see done here. However, I'm afraid that with things in NWN wrapping up, I can only hope for some of these ideas to be implemented into the MMO.
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« on: January 16, 2009, 03:19:37 pm »
You have a brutal best friend.
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« on: January 14, 2009, 02:47:57 pm »
That was fun to read. Now I am really anxious to see you online.
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« on: January 14, 2009, 08:46:27 am »
Welcome to Layo!
You will not find a better community to roleplay with, and the GM's are probably the best that you could ever find. Look forward to seeing you in game, though I can almost assure you that my character won't like you.
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« on: January 12, 2009, 11:45:27 pm »
Webs of the Spider
Entry 3
Another day on the surface. How I long to see the dark, cold expanses of the Underneath. I can almost smell the dank stench that permeates the entire region; probably from the left over rotting remains of some long ago creature that was killed because it was too weak to withstand the harsh reality this environment creates. But it is home, and at home resides a thought that has never ceased to consume my waking hours. Vengeance. I think about it more and more daily, as I wonder what has happened to House Mae’zynge without my presence. Individuals do not stand out to me, not even my own parents because I know that their lives are already on their downward spiral. My only concern is our position in the tumultuous world known as Dark Elf politics. If the skin of the politicians and House Leaders were not jet black, I would wonder if they were actually minions of Corath, sent to drink the blood of their victims. They drain the life away from you, and with every breath you get closer to expiring. It was in the midst of this turmoil that I was betrayed, though rather ingeniously, by a kinsman who no doubt wanted me out of the way on their rise to ascendancy. Now it has been years since that act occurred, and I can only assume that most of my immediate kin have been all but wiped out. They were probably the first to be killed, to set an example for the others around that might be watching. Vengeance. It is with all this in mind that I began to search my surroundings once again to get familiar with the stones that surround the small settlement known by the surface dwellers as Fort Vehl. Above me I heard a whisper from an unfamiliar voice. I looked up to see a figure standing at the top of the wall, I could not see his face because the shadows were covering his face due to the hood he was wearing. He was carrying a very gaudy and unwieldy staff that was glowing. I walked up to investigate, but I was cut short as a surface dweller began talking to this hooded figure about scrolls. They exchanged words and a few lower school spells and the unworthy walked away. I began to stare at the figure before me just then. I could tell from the way he held himself that he was not human, and his physical appearance showed that he was too frail to be any other race other than elf. That or he is one of those spell weavers, too weak to even lift a finger in a physical altercation. It turned out I was right in both assumptions. He threatened me, and we talked about the different philosophies on how to kill an individual. I was taught long ago that savoring the vengeance that your well laid plans have brought to you is more favorable than to deal death quickly. A swift death is a sign of mercy, and mercy shows weakness. In the Dark Elf world, weakness will get you killed. I began insulting the individual, who by this time I had guessed was another Dark Elf. As expected he did not take this in stride, and began to return the insults with some of his own. Again he threatened me, claiming that my ego was out of control and needed adjustment or I would not last long on the surface. I told him that my ego was in perfect shape considering his position as a sorcerer and my place at the top of the social ladder as a Priest of Ca’duz. About this time our conversation was cut short by an unnamed figure who wore dark robes and a hood. He said he had been sent by his employer to find less than spotless individuals who would be interested in a job. I agreed to listen to him, and he told us to keep an eye out for a posting about grapes for sell. If we are interested in the employment, we are to inquire about the freshness of the grapes. Once this was complete we would receive information on the job. Once the shadowy figure had left, I simply nodded at the arrogant sorcerer and walked away from him. I do not know if he will ever be considered an ally, but certainly he could be useful to me in some way. I shall keep him around, and spare his existence...at least for a little bit longer.-Quarral Mae'zynge
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« on: January 12, 2009, 11:25:33 pm »
No, I will try that when I get the chance. Thanks.
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« on: January 11, 2009, 09:58:12 pm »
Nevermind, apparantly usernames are case sensitive.
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« on: February 27, 2008, 12:32:46 am »
Good luck Aragon, in all that you do. Stay safe, and come back to us.
*Salutes*
Farewell Priestess.
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« on: January 25, 2008, 12:00:05 pm »
Cool.
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« on: March 29, 2007, 11:13:22 am »
Webs of the Spider
Entry 2
Weeks have passed since I was stranded on the surface. And many things I have learned. The hatred for my race is surely widespread, and does not include just a few of these surface dwellers. It seems that anywhere I go, as long as I am wearing my robes I get confused with a dark elf by the name of Daralith. I do not know who he is, but has obviously made a name for himself. I have begun the process of removing this filthy speech impediment from my lips. I have only been speaking common for these few weeks though I was taught it at the temple, but I still get confused on the sentence structure a bit. I can piece together smaller sentences, and I am working my way up to the longer ones and the easiest way to learn is to associate with these humans and elves. *Quarral puts the quill down and runs his hands through his hair*
The only thing other than learning the language that I have gained from these races is a few more True, and experience in the world. I am gaining a clearer understanding of the land around me, and with each passing day I venture further and further out on my own. With each passing moment I feel stronger and stronger, each time I reach a peak I am granted further knowledge of the divine by the Prince of Hate. When not out killing more of the slave races, I have found another activity to pass the time. I am trying my hand at enchanting, and have been able to craft some rudimentary healing potions. The clergy of Shadon were a bit thrown off when I entered their small temple at the Scamp's Mug in Hempstead, but with little convincing was allowed to use their enchanting pool to do my work. It was slow, but in time I will be able to do powerful weapon and armor enhancements to make myself stronger. -Quarral Mae'zynge
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« on: March 26, 2007, 04:49:16 pm »
Black Dog Moors
That area is so creepy I literally had a chill run up my spine. After shaking it away I turned in the skeleton fingers and ran out, and I don't plan on returning anytime soon.
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