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« on: June 16, 2005, 03:36:00 pm »
Well time has finally come.. I cannot out run the Soul Mother forever.. It is sad that one so young as myself must put up his swords and lead a more quiet life. It seems the gods do not favor me in my chances or the Soul Mother perfers my enegetic soul. Which confirms my belief that halflings taste good....
I have done some things in my life. Master tailor,wood crafter, and tinker. I have worked hard on my skills to become good at what I do. Not for pride at being the best but for the love of my craft. What beauty there is to find taking something from several things into one item. But, there is two things that stick out most in my mind has my greatess accomplishments..
Joining the Orcbashers with my friends Gloin and Alex. The times we had working on the guild itself the guildhall and gathering gold and resourses to make it what it is today. So yes, I smile everytime I walk by the shop and see people waiting for Gloin or Grubber to open the doors to them.
Then there was the Bloodpools. How everyone pulled together to destroy two of them.. It shows me that this world has a chance to stop Bloodstone and his generals. No matter what are differences we can pull together in times of need to form something that Bloodstone could never hope to break. I just wish now more then ever there was more of me to give to that cause..
I have known for a long time that my time on Mistone was coming to an end. I hear the sweet winds calling me but have ignored them for going to where the wind calls also means that I may never see my friends again. I charish all of them like family and never want to leave them, to always be there in times of triumph and in pain. But now as my days are coming to the end I must leave or I may endanger them. They all see it in my eyes. Tiredness, emptiness in my being. I know they would put their lives on the line for me that is why I must go.
So I leave this journal in your hands Gloin and pray our paths come across again. Maybe out there where I go I will find a purpose and inner strength to come back and see you all again. Heh, I bet you are wondering where I am going? Thinking are you? Going to come and get me a pop me on my head for being foolish!? Where I go you cannot come and only a handful can follow. But do not fear I will be safe. Going back to my roots so some may say and I will have Kyton.
tell all our friends that I will miss them.. And tell Brue.... to take a bath.
Your Friend,
Rurik..
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« on: May 24, 2005, 05:11:00 pm »
I have just recently came back from a trip to Voltrex where I felt that my kind or that of any race did not belong. Most elves in this group warned us (Us meaning other races) not to talk for it would offend their culture. Something stirred in me while listening to the our group of elves and the the elves of Voltrex talk..
We are supposed to be building bridges to their culture and world, trying to make friends, But how can we if they never get to know how other races are?! Just makes me think that the elves here on Mistone don't really want us to make contact with their homeland. I mean I was given a pass to voltrex, well me and a few others, but still I think it maybe time for me to take charge and try to atleast le them see another side to halflings then what they have either seen or heard.
So next time I shall write in this journal I will be on Voltrex trying to learn their tongue and maybe hopifully more of their culture. It will be lonely and I am a little nervous of going to an unkown land that has not really been explored or disturbed by other races. I think I might se if Triba will come and help me in this task. Heh, maybe we could actually take the time there to get to know each other and work together in hopes to building a relationship of the elves on Voltrex and halflings.
Got to admit sounds pretty exciting!
Rurik.
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« on: May 21, 2005, 10:22:00 am »
[SIZE=13] Well, yet again I find myself looking through my journal and seeing all that I have wrote. As I look at these few entries, I am left depressed that I have nothing to share with later generation of my kin or a family if I ever have one. [/SIZE]
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[SIZE=13] From my first footsteps into Hlint and to my unfinished training with Alex and Willow my life has been a series of ups and downs. [/SIZE][/i]
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[SIZE=13] I have made many friends, but only a few I can say are much more. Gloin, his suicidal attitude towards battle and his obsession with helping people and making money at the same time. I do not ever think I will find a closer friend than him, his comforting out look toward the world we live in, His conviction for his god and his craft. [/SIZE][/i]
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[SIZE=13]Then there is Alex, his cool demeanor and outlook on life, his graceful movements in battle. A human I surely miss and I hope that he comes back to us; the Soul Mother has touched him too many times and must come to terms with his on mortality. He has taught me so much about the blades, how to use them for offense as well as defense. But the most important thing that he has shown me was sacrifice. From his heroic deeds to save people in danger to his valiant effort saving his love, Willow, from the hands of the drow. [/SIZE][/i]
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[SIZE=13]Next there is Willow. She showed me why it is good to be loved and loved by friends. I have never known her to have ill words of some one or to never help one that is in need. Willow always said you get out a friendship only what you put in. Those words ring loud still to this day. Her compassion for her friends and for people she hardly knew helped me understand that who you are reflects to those around you. [/SIZE][/i]
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[SIZE=13]Last but not least, is Elixir, the dwarf with his own language. He taught me about conviction in faith. Also he taught me that a promise is something that never can be broken. Elixir gave me courage in dreaded times and ways always there to lift my morale when it was low. [/SIZE][/i]
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[SIZE=13]So much I owe these people that shaped who I am but most are not around for me to return what they have shown me. No matter how far they are they will be in my heart. For they are my family, without them I am nothing. [/SIZE]
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« on: May 11, 2005, 09:18:00 pm »
Was in the Red Light Goblin Mines and my ox died and no remains came. Then went to Hlint to by a new ox and when I tired to take the pack off it gave me a server message saying that left my ox pack off ________. I saw this here before and can't remember if it was fixed or just something that happens every now and then.
Tobias
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« on: February 21, 2005, 09:29:00 pm »
Enrty 1
It has been a long time since I have had time to sit down and write of my many tales in this book. Now that I look at it more I see that I have only wrote one page and that was of my first day here in Hlint..And now look at me sitting in my home on Dregar near the Rolling Hills about to take some more lessons with Alex and Willow. Alex keeps telling me that I need to learn my eneimies weak points and to know my own and how not to show them and Willow tells me of the wonderous things you can find by "bypassing" some things that are in my way. Well I am off that must be them knocking on my door now. This might be fun....
Entry 2
Ok maybe I was wrong... I am sore, those two but me through the meat grinder today praticing evading Alexs' blows from a wooden stick seemed easy at first but after a while these halflings legs need a break and once I showed signs of exhaustion alex would turn it up a notch and.. "BANG" right in the head ..or the arm...or the head.. but mostly the head.. and then after the "fun" work out Willow had me dis abling traps for two ours just glad I have had some prior knowledge on those traps.. or I might have been less of halfling.. if you know what I mean... Then Willow and I moved on to opening locks with some odd tools that I never seen before. Some of these tools were long and had wrinked ends and others just as slender but with a slight curve at the end. With her talking to me and me being "stressed" already from the days work this part seemed hopeless .....and it was, couldn't open a single lock. She gave me my own set of tools and a wide assortments of locks to try.. Something tells me my next few weeks with them are not going to get any easier...
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« on: February 15, 2005, 09:46:00 pm »
I know not this new feeling I have inside my heart… But I know it has always been there. But, my tribe taught me to believe differently; to be a hunter, a fierce warrior, and a whimsical soul, a follower of Kithairien. As I look back on my life, I realize it was never the path that I wanted, but one that was chosen for me out of tradition and the respect of my tribe. I ignored the stirrings within my chest and became what my tribe expected. Now that I have saved my tribe and their way of life and fulfilled my last oath to The Runner, he has let me go to begin my life anew. Where will I go now? Where do I even begin to piece together the distant stirrings of my soul into something cohesive enough to become my path? I know not even where to begin.
I have traveled to temple after temple, praying to find what has been calling me for so long, but still can find no answers - only more questions. While mining deposits or cutting gems, I feel alive. I hear distant melodies while I do this but I know not what they mean. Is this what has been calling to me all this time? I met my old companion, Elixir the dwarf, yesterday inside the cave in Seilwood.
I know not how he found me but was glad that he did for an Ooze had found and paralyzed me while I was mining and listening to the song. When I asked him how he knew I was here he said that he heard call form his god to come here. We talked a while about his god Beryl and I told him my story of being released by Kithairien. He appeared to be studying me and asked why I was here. I told him that I was there to gather minerals to cut into gems to work on my craft. He then asked me why I wanted to be a gem crafter and I told him that it has always been in my heart to do but because of my tribes religion and them wanting and need strong warriors that I had to put aside what I wanted to do for the sake of the tribe. And then I heard it again the low hum of the melody that I have heard while gather minerials but this time it was louder andit appeared that Elixir heard it too. I asked Elixir if he heard the hum and he nodded and said it was the stone calling to him. He paused then, and studied me appraisingly, before asking me for how long I had heard the song. I told him that I have always heard it. He then gave that low chuckle that he does and started to ask me more questions about my craft, about how I felt when I was done with one item. I told him that when I am finished I feel something intangible that calls me to finish the stone - that I could do more to complete the cut; one more burr to remove on the surface; calling me to complete what was not perfect, yet needed to be. I told him that must have just been my own foolish pride. He just looked at me and laughed. “What is so funny?”, I thought. Once done with mining the minerals we went back to Hlint to craft them and Elixir quietly watched me at my work. He seemed pleased at my determination to craftthe malachite minerals into polished gemstones, even though most of my cuts produced naught but malachite dusts.
Once I was done with my small store of polished malachite, Elixir and I spoke a little more about Beryl and all that she governed and taught to her clergy. He spoke to me as well of the “deep song” – that resonant music that sounds near the edge of my consciousness, and how it was the way that the children of Her Perfection spoke to one another from the warm womb of the earth. “The deep song”, Elixir explained (albeit a bit less intelligibly), “is all around us. It is how Beryl speaks to her children, and how they speak to us. It is also how we may speak with Beryl when we feel the need upon us. I was very confused. “How could Beryl be calling me if I was not her follower?” Elixir laughed again, and said, “Maybe you have always followed her in your heart and never known the name of what you followed.”
I somehow find his words reassuring, as the hope blossoms deep within me that my future, which was so uncertain only a day ago, feels brighter, and filled with purpose. I can almost hear her voice, calling to me from the depths of the earth. I want to know my path. Elixir has suggested I make a pilgrimage to the temple of Beryl in the town of Stone. I hope that I will find my answers when I get there… Quill…
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« on: July 21, 2004, 09:05:00 pm »
Well Here I am in Fort Himlad and what did I get for all my troubles for coming down here and delivering a letter??? 4gps? Thats all? Travel almost across the world, almost died twice for 4gps .......Note to self "Never ever ever...EVER! deliver mail for that man again!" Now I am stuck in this stupid Point Harbor with no way to make money and the dockmaster isn't going to give my papers back...Note to self " Make sure you have money for the return TRIP!" Nice place except for the Rakshasa that are down here and something they call a Vork! . Maybe someone will come that might be able to help until then I am stuck down here.. Sometimes I really question my logic.......
Rurik
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