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Messages - kenty191
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« on: June 27, 2020, 07:38:52 pm »
Hi all, I thought I would hop back online here after many, many years away (and spending some time on a NWN2 server in between) - with the current pandemic going on I find myself with a lot more time at home these days! This is a message mainly to say hi and also to ask if there is a particular time/ day where the server has a few people logged in? I am in the UK and so timings have always been difficult, but as I said, lots of time on my hands so I'm able to be logged on into the small hours of the morning if that will help. If anyone remembers Karn/ Deon/ Elzhabehl you might find them hanging around again now  (particularly Karn who was always my favourite!). I'm looking forward to getting back into this community that I've never been quite able to forget even after all these years - see you soon!
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« on: May 15, 2012, 06:24:45 pm »
Karn is looking for some GMT evening adventures so count me in!
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« on: June 30, 2011, 02:34:33 pm »
and I'm not Welsh I just live in Wales! Originally from West Midlands!! 
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« on: June 29, 2011, 06:48:11 pm »
Hi Patrick! Yeah great to see a fellow UK resident around! Hi from lovely Newport, South Wales! Looking forward to seeing your new character online and maybe striking some fear into him too with Feana! See you around!
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« on: June 20, 2011, 08:15:03 pm »
Plenty to ponder over here, thanks for the replies!
I might have Feana perhaps wander to the edges of Center in that case - scoping out the place so to speak (and of course ready to turn tail and run if things turn sour). I also imagine she'd be less likely to want to venture too far in any settlement, preferring the edges, and especially would avoid the "stone walls" of cities like Vehl.
I do take the point about the other monstrous races. I suppose I was mainly aiming at half-giants rather than orcs or goblins (Feana is a goody two shoes after all!)
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« on: May 16, 2011, 10:13:46 pm »
Thanks to the crowd gathered in Center (and still gathered I think!) for the impromptu night of song, magic tricks and acrobatics! I think at one point we had the entire server gathered around that one camp-fire! Excellent! It's kept my up WAY past a sensible bed time and makes playing a bard so so rewarding! Thanks all! 
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« on: May 13, 2011, 07:11:50 pm »
Just getting Karn over there now...erm, it's been a while, what's the server address for central!? O.o
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« on: May 13, 2011, 05:35:32 pm »
My timezone conversions are a little off, have I missed this? :\
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« on: May 12, 2011, 07:10:39 pm »
Latest portrait for Karn. Please update as it's oh so stylish! 
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« on: May 08, 2011, 07:14:11 pm »
And fer' a change of pace!
*Karn returns to the stage, somewhat more energised for the growing enthusiasm of the crowd*
There once was a ship called the Euryalus, ye see. Join in when ye pick up the words!
*He grins as he takes out a tambourine - this one has a simple crowd pleasing beat, almost tribal in nature with Karn encouraging the crowd to join in with the chanting chorus*
The Euryalus ~ Karn L'Yari
Swab, sweat, swear! Drink, dance, dare!
The sweet maiden of the seas, a life on the Euryalus it’was for me! /
With mates at hand, life was grand / Oh if you only could but see! /
By day we would swab the decks / But at night it was grog down the necks /
A captain who knew how t’steer the rudder / A crew better than any mother
T’was a ship of elves, humans and even a gnome! / No finer place could any lad call home /
Swab, sweat, swear! Drink, dance, dare! /
Oh... Swab, sweat, swear! Drink, dance, dare! /
A place of gambling, a place of cheer, a place where Xeen’s bounty was ever near /
But alas, it is said that all good things must end /
And it was then a storm that damaged what no carpenter could mend /
Swab, sweat, swear! Drink, dance, dare! /
Oh... Swab, sweat, swear! Drink, dance, dare! /
And so here is my story, a tale to be told / of the Euryalus who once rode the seas so bold /
But now lies at the bottom of the tides / Where it’s memory, and some say , crew still resides /
For the fun that was had lives on for all time / And it could never be contained in this catchy rhyme!
Swab, sweat, swear! Drink, dance, dare!
Always... Swab, sweat, swear! Drink, dance, dare!
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*Karn beams a grin as he finishes the final round of the chant*
Been a while since I did that 'un!
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« on: April 17, 2011, 09:20:36 pm »
Hey! I was thinkin just the same the other day about how long it had been since I played on Layo and well - here I am!
Karn is going to be making more appearances again now so it would be great (though wouldn't actually matter to the remade Rhynn-with-no-memories) to see you in game but as you said FR and Layo are two mindsets that I seem to find hard to reconcile!
How's the job hunt going?
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« on: April 15, 2011, 06:26:08 pm »
Longing...
The search never truly ends, and yet most of our lives we rarely have any real idea of what we’re searching for. Just the same, we move on, ever forward.
It’s been more years than I can count (or probably care to count) since I set foot in Haven City and yet here I am.
*Karn looks about him at the furniture in his bedroom, now mostly covered in a thick layer of dust*
Regrets, there are plenty. But my journey has taught me many things; heck each bloody day does that! Even so, the biggest lesson I think, is that we should make the most of what we are given, strive for what we can achieve and happily accept those things that we cannot alter. Of course, that doesn’t mean I intend to listen to my own words! I’m sure I’ll have occasion to strive for more than I can, or to be unhappy with my lot but I must try to keep these ideas in mind as I return...home.
Diary, I have done and seen more than I can recall since I last wrote in these pages. I have heard new songs, dwelled on the past and Pyyran, visited new places and had more frivolous encounters of the body and the heart then I really should have. Oh, and I learned a little about fortune telling too from a gypsy lass – what a card! (okay bad pun I know diary, I’ll put a True in the bad pun jar later)
When I left my head was in a mess (not that I’m entirely sane now but where’s the fun in that eh?) Loosing him, the world just seemed to drain of colour. Strange really, I’m sure any “proper” elf would tell me I shouldn’t let such a temporary event cloud years of my life but there you have it, I’ve never been worthy of these pointy ears!
Anyway, I joined up with crew leaving from Vehl aboard the “Bloody Rose” charming name really, and quite descriptive of some of the louts I had to share a bed with. Served as the usual; performer in the evening, swabbie by day, my bloody nails were ruined! Trying to forget who I had become and what my life had been I got back to work on my “campaign of frivolity”. Each night there was a different lad in the port we dropped off at and I would be gone again the next day. It was simple, it was hollow. Still, I think it helped me. Got me back to what matters in life, living for the moment!
And it was at that moment, when my latest squeeze had passed out next to me after one too many swigs of Xeenite wine (still potent stuff by all accounts!) that I decided that this life no longer held the same excitement for me it once did.
I want to see more. I mean, really...what have I experienced? A string of lovers, only two worth remembering, travels around Mistone and really no further, and a bunch of friends I have all but lost touch with. It’s time to start again, and I have had such a wonderful thought on how I will do that.
The land surrounding Haven and Hlint (under quarantine by the way – what’s THAT all about? Must be the well, it’s always the well!) is quiet. Gone are the adventurers and “Dragon Called” of the past, gone are the old faces, gone even are the old paths I used to walk from Hempy to Hlint as I find the inevitable march of “progress” moves on. I cannot stand still.
It struck me that perhaps, given how quiet it is around here people might yet want to visit the area if they had the right incentive!
I want to make something of the house. It has too many old memories and far too much dust. And I mean, a house that size with just little me in it? It’s enough to send a lad mad! It almost did.
Now I just need to figure out what to do with it. Should I open a cabaret club? – It’s what I know and it’s worked on every ship I’ve sailed with so far. What about a music school? Nah, I’m not much of a teacher. Brothel? Boring. Theatre? Hmm...now we might be on to something there...
I need to think some more on this.
And dust...I need to dust!
K
// I'm back Please see files linked for ANOTHER update of Karn's portrait in game if it amuses you. I like to keep things moving.
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« on: November 21, 2008, 07:50:55 am »
The elf sits there gritting his teeth as Felix speaks, the emotion evident by a growing redness in his cheeks. He appears somewhere between anger and complete dispair as he looks down at the floor having set his tea down quite heavily soon after Felix began his plea. He remains silent right up until the word "Alone" is uttered.
At that the elf almost leaps up and strides out of the room, half throwing the door shut behind him. He manages to speak through his initial sobs,
"I'll be ou-ou'side..."
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« on: November 16, 2008, 02:18:52 pm »
An elf, oddly devoid of all colour and wearing only black walks quietly through the trees towards the site as directed. His eyes, rubbed red and raw from hours of crying look dead and lifeless as he approaches; in his hands he carries a golden harp.
Reaching the spot the elf falls to his knees and the tears flow once more. For a day he knew would come, the emotion fills him all the same. Through tear-strewn eyes he places his fingers on the strings of the harp to play one final sombre tune. The melody is slow, the strings plucked lightly and at times not at all as the emotion overwhelms the player.
Finishing his melody Karn curls up beside the monument and remains there for hours to come sitting close all through the night.
At dawns first light he mutters a final farewell to his love,
"Luck t'ye lad, now an' forever...I love ye..."
The elf takes off his feathered hat and hangs it on the monument before heading off deeper into the woods, seemingly disinterested in his destination.
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« on: July 12, 2008, 07:47:36 am »
*Karn's diary, together with some of his most treasured possessions have rested in his Haven home now for some months, untouched and unused. The flamboyant elf himself not being heard from for almost the same length of time. Judging by the trinkets he left behind it seems as though he either left in a great hurry, or decided to leave behind all he had held dear. The diary itself sits open on the bard's desk at the following page* To Pyyran
I've gone away for a while. Couldn't stand to be here any more. Some of it is my fault I suppose but I feel as if we're not as close as we once were. I just don't know. Maybe Ilsare will show me the way eh? I bloody hope so.
Anyhow, if this comes as a shock to you, read the last few pages of my diary. I want you to know how I've been feeling and what I haven't said.
For now I'm going on a little trip back home, the other home.
Don't worry.
K
xxx
P.S ~ I expect a BIG welcome when I get back!
Oh, and dont die in the meantime, else I'll be hiring a necromancer!
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« on: May 11, 2008, 06:12:29 pm »
Oooh! Well I'm glad you're lurking! I do quite like the idea of the glamour and would prefer that as the RP hook. However, I realise Layo is not D&D so could someone step in to clarify if a 1st or 2nd level bard spell slot would be sufficient to maintain a change in hair colour in Layo and for me as a player to submit for the hair colour change?
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« on: May 11, 2008, 02:44:14 pm »
*The following crudely written entry is surrounded by various drawings of ships, some loose clothing designs on old scraps of paper and appears quite separate from the earlier entries in this increasingly tattered book*
Every day there is seemingly a new wrinkle on his face. Each morning he looks as though a year has visited in the night. Pyyran now looks as old as humans tend to do when they…well, get old I suppose. But more than that, his vigor, the light that once shone from him so bright and brought with it tales of adventure, now seems so subdued.
I thought I wanted to help with the running of the tavern. And I did, for a time. Now I almost feel as if this place is a prison filled with tasks and expectations. More than that, Pyyran doesn’t look at me the way he once did, or at least it seems that way.
He is old. The flame is almost spent. Once I might have found these words hard to write but to watch how humans fade as the years roll on into almost shadows, pale and weary-
*The writing stops abruptly but continues on below*
I’m not sure what I think, what I feel anymore. I love him yes. But if that love is to be replaced with loss and longing when he dies, and he will die, I have now stopped denying to myself that his time will one day come, then what? His face is more than enough of a reminder of that.
And although I should feel as though I want to look after him, to tend for the man I am supposed to love as he fades before my eyes, how can I face doing such a thing?
Ilsare blessed me with love and I am thankful for that. But what of loss, of pain? What will she do then? I thought I felt loss like that when the storm took Erion but this? This is far worse and I can feel it, almost smoldering just over the horizon like the dawning sun.
Would life be easier without feeling? Without love?
These questions are blasphemous coming from an Ilsarian I bet, but right now, I don’t care.
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« on: May 11, 2008, 02:39:53 pm »
and are there?! Okay, okay point taken!
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« on: May 11, 2008, 02:19:22 pm »
Fair enough but I suppose the next question then would be, is there henna on Layonara? If so it seems like a fairly achievable process.
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« on: May 11, 2008, 02:02:57 pm »
Is Karn really old enough for a mid-life crisis? Even though his main flame is older than dirt and getting near to dying of old age.
Well thats part of the reason for the crisis - quarter life crisis? (plus I'm going to be able to be around a lot more and feel like some meaty RP!) The transmutation sounds like a nice idea. Though a transmutation specialist? I don't know of many. Though I suppose specialism wouldn't be a requirement.
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