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« on: April 26, 2005, 04:36:00 pm »
We have known for sometime within our own faiths that there will come a time when those who believe in a future of service to their respective gods will be threatened by the omnipresent force that is Blood and his allies. But even now as this threat grows others rise like a wave threatening to drown us even further, to divide us and then conquer us.
It has been hinted at time and again from those who know this world the best, the Seven sisters, Xora, Morakken and others that if we do not stand together then we shall surely fail and the world and its inhabitants and those they worship will suffer greatly.
Yes….even the Gods are not safe from the forces that threaten and it is time that we all came together to discuss how we can face these threats, to combine separate faiths knowledge and show a united front against them.
This threat must overcome our basic desires to squabble, fear, distrust and even make war upon each other.
And so we extend an offer to all Faiths to select two representatives of the Faithful, who will speak and present information on behalf of the Faiths members. Two people who are regarded as trustworthy enough to represent their deity’s followers and who can carry information back to their followers equally.
Two people also who can overcome natural rivalries and put aside differences in the chance of providing for our future and the future of our Faiths.
Those chosen have no easy task before them, we need to come together with our respective faiths and not clash with our respective religions.
I ask that all those chosen by their Order and the Faith they represent list themselves below so that we prepare for the first Congregation of the Faithful.
Servant of Rofirein, Tarradon Duvall
// Okay folks this is it, get it while its hot! 2 Reps from each Faith who most in your faith agree upon…If you think you have the criteria and want to participate talk to those also of your faith to put yourself forward…..Here is a chance for some great RP! Maybe even some CDQ’s out of this if you want…hence the reason for the one month before the first meeting..gives people time to make contact with those they need to and RP heaps!
I will soon schedule the first meeting to happen in about 4 weeks…by then would like to have full list of people who will be the representatives and also have ready a meeting schedule.
If you want to remain secretive about your participation then PM me the details of who will be attending and anything special I need to know about
**Please note this is player driven
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« on: April 25, 2005, 07:01:00 pm »
Hey don't know if I will just have to live with this or not but!
I was on with Dal'Venus Suranen and allies in the Beholder caves recently. At the first bridge where the Umber Ulks, beholder and other nasties are the following events occured.
I succumbed to the beholder.
I then tried to respawn.
I respawned next to the grave that had been created where I had just died and was promptly eaten once again by the beholder before I could do anything.
I was then booted from the server as I was bound to the bindstone in Hurm.
When I returned later I had two graves in the one spot.
I can live with the gold I lost but can the lost XP be returned for the second death?
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« on: April 17, 2005, 06:28:00 pm »
*A formal notice posted on the wall of the Inn and Courthouse in Hlint*
To those Heroes and Adventures called to Duty to aid in the war against Blood.
Be aware that merely days ago both Blood and Milara attacked Hlint with deadly results.
Prior to that a group of heroes had battled immesurable odds at much cost and sacrifice to themselves to unearth the Lost library.
In retailiation to that Blood sought to exact revenge on those responsible…it also appears much has changed of late with the appearance of the Scorpion and now with the appearance of the Snake in Hlint as well. All must seek more about these….
The war is coming....nay..the war is here on our very doorstep…none are safe.
Do what you were called here to do….find allies…..work together…if we do not all is lost. Do not leave the battle up to the few that carry the fight to the enemy…if you do so we will all be lost!
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« on: March 28, 2005, 11:29:00 pm »
The way of the Blade: (Musings of Drayid Morgrath)
To many a piece of steel is merely that, a piece of steel. However at some point a crafter takes it and molds this piece of steel it into a form that is potentially a thing of use.
This thing of use is still an object, that is, until it is taken up and held. At this point it becomes an extension of that persons mind, it acts how they direct it to act, it moves how they direct it to move. If the mind is weak then the actions are random, thus without thought and generally deadly. Deadly to both the weilder and their opponent. If the opponent is weak they will face a slow or painful death. If not then the weilder faces the same, as their opponent will see their weakness and take advantage of it.
A weak mind cannot accept the true purpose of the blade and thus cannot connect to it on a level of bonding, a level of respect and thus can never truly understand its purpose.
One must feel the steel in ones hand, feel its heart and its life beat in a rhythm that matches the weilders own. Once the weilder connects to that beat and the mind and the blade become one only then can you truly dance the way of the blade. Only then does the blade become a source of inspiration and beauty.
Any weak mind can weild a blade and harm others, only one who is prepared to accept the blade and form a bond with it will realise that it truly is a thing of beauty, a thing of great power, for through it the wielder has the power to give or take life within their grasp.
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« on: February 25, 2005, 12:24:00 am »
O Mighty Dragon,
May your wings lift my soul into the heavens
May your golden scales reflect the light into my heart
May your breath pour over me and fill me with life
May your will be my will.
Let my sword be as your claws, sharp and deadly
Let my body be as your teeth, strong and durable
Let my shield be as my faith in you, Firm and steadfast
May your will be my will.
Help me to be a shield for those who cannot protect themselves
And a light for those trapped in darkness
Guide me with your will.
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« on: February 14, 2005, 12:50:00 am »
Dear Mother and Father,
I know I have not written for some time and I hope that at the time you receive this you are both well. I still have not heard from Doric and Ramen and hope that you have. I guess they are busy serving in the King’s army at present. Anthon on the other hand I saw once again a few months ago bringing in shiploads of grain from Mistone to Pranzis. It seems he was making a healthy profit from the food shortages in Dreger at the time. Although I suspect the harbourmasters and the law were keeping a tight reign on merchants making too much of a profit, well that’s what it seemed talking to Anthon and with some of the guards at the town.
Anyway I write to you now to inform you of where I am at in my life and my intentions for the future. It appears a while ago I came to one of those crossroads in my life which I never thought I would meet but which you both always talked about; somehow I suspect that you mother and also Talia it seems, had some inclination of my potential even if I didn’t.
Father, you have always hid it well but I have always known that you were disappointed that I did not take up a position in King Waysend’s army like my older brothers Doric and Ramen. I have admired and respected you all my life but no more than since they went off to war and I chose to instead move to Mistone and work with those based here. I know how much that hurt you after you have spent every spare moment of your time outside work drilling the four of us in the arts of combat and your code of honour and chivalry. You may think that Anthon and I did not always listen but while with Anthon that was true, I always listened. That’s why I so respect and admire you for when I did not chose to join the army you said nothing but gave me encouragement and wished me well. I hope that as I explain further your heart will be put at ease knowing the path I am now pursuing.
Mother, I know that I have brought you unnecessary pain since I moved to Mistone. With the troubles with Master Febris, the drow, the Brotherhood and the sickness and for that I am deeply sorry. I never intended for it to get so out of hand or end up the way things did. I hope that the efforts I went to in securing the cure and quelling Master Febris and the renegade drow’s plans has in some way gone towards showing you how much I love you.
As you know I went through a trying time after that having finally met up with Talia again and finding that she had used me to achieve her goals in dealing with her father. After the feelings I had for her before Febris sent her away I was overjoyed to see her again yet felt betrayed by her actions. I guess as you say the first love is the hardest to overcome. But overcome it I have and I have finally accepted that Talia has become a respected druid in her own right and has her own work to do with the Elven community she’s now living with, and their continuing fight against the drow.
As you both know I have made a number of friendships over the last few years that I hope will stay with me in the years to follow and as I hinted at in my last letter I have met someone who shares common interests with me and well, we are getting along very well and I hope that I will soon have a chance to introduce you to her.
Times being what they are at present however we both have been working hard in training and preparing for the war that you have already been feeling on Dreger for a while now.
Now to come to the point of all this.
As you both know, much to father’s envy, some time ago I was honoured enough to meet High Priest Quintayne and his radiant wife Lady Kasha when they visited Hlint where I have based myself. I know Father that you have always encouraged us to follow the worship of Rofirein and I find that since the day I met the High priest and his Lady I had begun to question and challenge my faith and what it meant to me.
As you know for as long as I can remember I have always loved dragons, probably due to all the stories father told us as kids and Doric always giving Anthon and myself dragon rides all the time. I guess that intense interest and knowing that you Father believed in Rofirein so deeply has helped me to understand and focus on what believing in Rofirein means to me. It has helped that the woman I have been spending some time with is also a worshipper of Rofirein and well, she talks a lot, and then talks some more. It was through her that I met with the High Priest and Lady Kasha once again and was invited to journey with them to Pranzis to see the Grand Temple to Rofirein.
This visit was the most profound experience I have ever had; it was like something that had been lying dormant within me was awakened the first time I set eyes upon the great golden dragons flanking the entrance to the temple. At that moment nothing else in time mattered, I could not hear anything but the sound of mighty wings beating the air with powerful thrusts. After what felt like ages but I would suggest was only a few seconds I was startled back to reality by High Priest Quintayne calling to me to enter the temple with him. I did so and found myself bending knee and praying at the altar.
As much as it might amaze you Father I prayed like I have never prayed before. A feeling of peace and purpose filled me as if I had been a dry field yearning for nourishment. It was a soul drenching experience which left me dazed and confused. I kept asking myself questions like; what was happening to me, what were these feelings filling me, why? Was it like this for everyone?
When I tried to tell High Priest Quintayne what had happened he just smiled at me and said ‘Rofirein calls each of his followers to serve him in their own special way. Some followers do not realise what way that is and for others, well, they find enlightenment.’
I left Pranzis confused yet instilled with a sense that there is more out there that I need to discover. I found a greater awareness in those around me, in the fragility of life and found a sense of purpose to protect that fragility of life. Thoughts troubled me for some time, even talking them over with my friend I was unable to fully grasp what I was feeling.
Then there were the dreams, I could hardly sleep. Every time I closed my eyes there were either dreams of huge flights of mighty dragons flying through clear blue skies, or more often dreams of them fighting and dying in clouds of fire and brimstone, dragons of all colours battling again and again, killing each other until I could take it no more. I travelled again and again to the Grand Temple in Pranzis for only there did my dreams lessen and a peace seem to overcome me. I see now that this was merely a stepping stone to my ultimate destination but let me continue/
I spent numerous days praying in the temple and talking with the clergy there, increasing my knowledge and ultimately my faith in the Great Dragon. It was these times where I found myself most at peace.
After some time one of the Priests who I had become friends with and who has taught me much about Rofirein approached me and asked that if I was willing he would nominate me to be accepted into the order of the Knights of the Wrym. The sword arm of the Church of Rofirein. At that moment I felt a rush of joy, as if deep inside I knew that here finally was a destiny that I could play a part in. I knew that the training and indoctrination would be long and tedious and yet I yearned to begin there and then. Little did I know the joy I felt was part of Rofireins plans for my future unveiling.
I hope that both of you can understand that I did not say anything of this nor did I invite anyone except my sponsor, Sir Remiel Delmir,. a holy Paladin of Toran, to attend the ceremony for acceptance into the order as it was something I wanted to accomplish on my own, like an initiation into life so to speak. I hope you both understand.
As it turned out, fate, and Rofirein, had decided another path for me. I was not accepted into the order but was told by the priest that I was not ready and had to study more about what the temple required of me. I can tell you I was crushed. I had studied so hard; even my sponsor Remial was surprised that I was not accepted.
I thought that it was due to the fact that I had been helping a group desperately trying to quell the uprising of a force of evil, a demon with no remorse. During the trials involved in pursuing the creature we were responsible for taking and ultimately destroying an artefact of Rofirein. It had been kept in a sacred temple hidden from men. It saddened me to think that it was perhaps this that had prevented me from being accepted even though what we did was just and for the protection of all.
Both Remiel and I pondered this curve of fate that had been dealt to me and what would become of me if in fact the temple held me accountable for the loss of the artefact. It was in this moment of time one who I could not say was entirely of this world opened my eyes to the possibility that those within the temple had to some degree lost what it meant to truly serve the will of Rofirein, He then revealed to me a way that I may restore the lost artefact and heal the damage done by us in defeating the demon to those who were most faithful to Rofirein by in fact restoring the artefact itself, rebuilding the sacred temple that housed it and returning it to the eternal guardianship of worshippers of Rofirein called the Ageless.
For my part I was overjoyed to try to do this task, a difficult one to be sure but one which I wanted to fulfil with all my heart. A chance to set things right and redeem myself in the eyes of the church. How soon was my eyes to be opened to that unfulfillable determination.
Over time my trials and journeys awakened within me a realisation that I know that you father, being a devout attendee at services and proclaimer of the doctrine that the church clergy proclaim, may not fully understand. I came to realise that I was being called, called by the will of Rofirein to accept his challenge, the challenge of serving him as he truly wants to be served and to carry out his will.
I set out on my journey and have sacrificed much in my striving to achieve what to many seemed impossible. You should know that those at the Cathedral in Pranzis do not look with favour upon me; they wished the artefact for themselves when I knew that it could not be so. To enable that to happen would mean a great imbalance in the world. I could see how so called leaders of the faith’s outlooks changed when the artefact was mentioned, how those at the Cathedral acted when they felt they had the chance to claim what they considered a great prize. It was all so wrong, I could see that the only place it could truly go was to the place it was originally taken from and entrusted to those who would keep it safe forever.
During this time also I was able to seek out and find a clan of dwarves called the Hammerweavers whose forefathers had originally built the sacred temple that held the artefact. I was able to negotiate with them to rebuild the temple once more to its former glory. An achievement to which I will always remain proud of as the finished product was a wonder to behold.
I was forced therefore to gather stalwart companions to join me as I entered the sacred crypts below the cathedral in Pranzis without the blessings of the clergy and reclaim that which had lain there in secret for ages untold. This item, a holy tome provided me with great insight and knowledge into the will and life of Rofirein. It also gave me the way to restore the artefact. In so doing I learned also that sometimes you have to do things that seem unsavoury and work with people considered in that capacity for the greater good. Such was the case in this instance.
Once we had the Holy Tome we travelled back to the sacred Temple of the Ageless. As I said earlier it was a wonder to behold. We entered that place where here finally I completed the final stage of my awakening. Here I learned more about Rofirein and what it is to truly serve him than I learnt in my entire life. I found wellsprings of wisdom within me deep inside that sprang forth giving me new and fresh insight into the sacred duties of serving the Mighty Dragon. I was both humbled and awed by the honour and the sacrifice that comes with service to all who dwell in the darkness and need to be shown the light.
In that place I was challenged to understand the true meaning of faith, love and sacrifice; to protect those who cannot protect themselves and to protect those you would not normally want to protect. The tests I faced left me physically and mentally drained and weakened but I found myself filled with a sense of the holy will of Rofirein.
I write to you now from a small room I have been staying at in Lorindar as I rest and recuperate from the events of the past few months and spend some time reading about the wonders of Rofirein from the Holy Tome I was allowed to keep for a short time. Soon I shall return it to its final resting place.
And so as I draw this letter to a close I wanted to let you know that I would like to visit you both some time in the next month before I head back to the place where I started on this journey. There are people there I need to see again, and in the current times, dangers that I will be required to help deal with.
May the Wings of the Dragon enfold you with love, his Scales protect you and his Claws give you the strength to face life without fear,
Your loving son,
Tarradon Duvall
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« on: February 03, 2005, 04:06:00 pm »
*Someone finds a scrap of paper obviously torn from a book with text written in a spidery script behind the merchant hall in Hlint. The Mailman who happens to be nearby recognizes the script as very like Elven but different. Showing it to Postmaster Vale who happens by, he immediately recognises it as in fact Drow writing. With the recent problems with Drow they immediately draw it to Garents attention who straight away sends for an interpreter. The interpreter reads the writing to those gathered.*
‘torn away’ appropriate that the calculations that contribute to the overall conjunction we
‘torn away’ establish is inhibitive to the position of the third factor. Moving the third factor we can justify the integer that we are trying to achieve. Advances can be made without actually transposing any of the other factors. It may be necessary though to find a way to eliminate such additional factors that cause instability in the overall equation. How that affects the overall balance of external elements on the key factors is unknown at this stage and will require further investigation through observation. If it can be defined with a rational condition then a hypothesis can be put forward for further expansion.
Perhaps the Lady can suggest some plan for intersection she seems to be good at surmising alternative incidents. I should not be surprised that a Drow lady could be so astute at determining patterns but must be careful otherwise it will be me spitted on the end of her sword instead of the human. That human is proving a dangerous nuisance, she will have to have an accident soon I think. A shame really, physically she is strong and not unattractive and could prove amusing under the right circumstances.
I shall have to make sure that when scouting out the temples to find out what they
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« on: October 09, 2004, 06:40:00 pm »
To all those of sound mind and soul, of stout heart and strength of character.
The Legion of the Dragon is coming.
A unique force dedicated to the service of the good people of this world who seek to unshackle themselves from the ever present threat of Sinthar and his allies. A force that will swear to uphold the code of chivalry and protection of the weak. All under the banner of an Ancient Golden Dragon.
This notice is simply to let you know and bring to your attention that time is close for the Legion to be born.
Tarradon Duvall
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« on: September 14, 2004, 03:24:00 pm »
Tides of battle rise and fall.
Echoes of valour rise and fall.
Heroes of honour rise and fall.
Civilisations rise and fall.
Powerful leaders rise and fall.
Weak minded leaders rise and fall.
Memories of battles rise and fall.
Lessons learnt rise and fall.
One thing is constant throughout it all,
And that is Father Time who looks o'er all.
Anon.
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« on: August 27, 2004, 03:40:00 am »
Beware, The Wolf in Sheeps clothing has returned and descended upon the world. A creature of darkest night, a demon from the darkest pits of hell. A creature that has through fell sorcery managed to steal the body of an Astral Deva. Myself and some fellow adventurers failed to stop it last time and it has returned once more.
Beware those of the Faith, beware as this creature clothes itself in the guise of the God you most cherish and will cloud your mind and make you do things that you think are good and just. But in reality you are doing its work and sowing its evil. Beware....from Tarradon Duvall.
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« on: July 22, 2004, 02:15:00 am »
It is widely believed throughout the world that there are two supreme forces at work in the universe, Light and Dark otherwise often called Good and Evil. People tend to consider them to be extreme opposites and that one force should be the supreme force; Good is more powerful than evil, the light will overshadow the dark and vice versa. There is an overriding belief that one can conquer the other and yet in reality and even in unreality one can never truly exist without the other.
Myself and some other scholars of Lucinda believe that the universe is a vast entity with every part of it being related to and dependent on every other part. It stands to reason that within this all embracing wholeness, or entity, there is constant change; day into night, life into death, summer into winter, and so on, all of which occur in a continuous cycle. It is a constant stream of balance.
The universe in actual fact can be reduced to these two most basic forms of energy, light and dark, or good and evil. Call it what you will, but in order for all things to progress in balance, the forces of good and evil must constantly interact with each other. While doing so, each evolves and changes over a period of time into its opposite. As day gradually turns to night you can begin to see the association occuring. For this very reason, everything that seems to be light, or good, contains some dark, or evil, and all that is dark, or evil, also contains some Light, or good, without which change would not be possible. Consider that without evil there is no need for good, without darkness there is no light, there just is...
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« on: July 05, 2004, 06:30:00 pm »
It seems intuitively obvious that what I am doing right now is more real than what I did just one second ago, and it seems intuitively obvious that what I did just one second ago is more real than what I did forty years ago. And yet, remarkably, every philosopher of time today, except for myself and a few like minded scholars and faiths, deny this obvious fact about reality.
The concept of a degree of existence (of being more or less real), together with the theory of degrees of existence, where existence is distinguished as comprising a higher degree of being than subsistence, went out of fashion some time ago. Work by philosophers, scholars and in particular the followers of Aragen and Lucinda have rejected the notion of degreed existence and implied that existence is an all or nothing affair; either something exists or it does not exist, and therefore it makes no sense to talk about it existing to some degree.
A large number of philosophers, scholars and faiths have held doctrines of degrees of existence. Unfortunately, in so doing, they have also denied the obvious temporal fact about reality. They have explained degrees of reality in other ways than the way we know it today; as being more or less distant from the present. Indeed, they typically suggest that a being that does not exist in time at all is what is most real. Time, they often say, is unreal.
The theory I and a number of my colleagues ascribe to is about how being temporally present is the highest degree of existence. A perfect example of this is the case of the entity known as the Shifter. By way of explaining; being past and being future by a merely infinitesimal amount is the second highest degree of existence. Being in the past by one hour or being in the future by one hour are lower degrees of existence, being in the past by five hundred years or being in the future by five hundred years are even lower degrees of existence.
The degree to which an item exists is proportional to its temporal distance from the present. The present, which has zero-temporal distance from the present, has the highest possible degree of existence. Therefore in the case of our subject, the Shifter must be in the present or as close to the present as he possibly can to form into a higher level of existence. The Faith of Aragen have done a number of studies into the background of the Shifter and recently certain followers of Lucinda have also begun to delve into its unknown nature.
The degrees in question are quantifiable in terms of their opposites, degrees of non-existence. The present has a zero degree of non-existence. What is one second past has a one second degree of non-existence, and what is two seconds past has a greater degree of non-existence, namely, a two second degree of non-existence.
There is a difference of degree and not of kind between the present, what is no longer present, or not yet present. This is shown by the fact that our present mental state includes temporal parts that are already past by 1/millionth of a second and this small degree of pastness is such a high degree of existence that we cannot experientially distinguish it from present existence, perfect existence.
This theory is logically coherent unless one misinterprets it by assigning a different meaning to "degree of existence" or "degree of non-existence" than has been suggested here. To clarify this view of thought let us look once again at the Shifter as our example. If he is present in time now then he has a high degree of existence but when we refer to him being present in the future and the past we are assigning a higher degree of non-existance to him. Consider that if the Shifter affects things now in our present then it is more real to us than things he effected in the past, they have become history to us, their potency has faded. From this you can see that it is in this creatures best interests to be as close as possible to the current place in time in which we too currently exist so the level of existance is at its highest and most real.
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« on: June 20, 2004, 01:40:00 am »
Tarradon walks through the gates of Hlint after a successful outing against the goblins to plunder from them their precious nuggets of copper. Upon entering he remoeves his helm and immediately he greets 2 gnomes and a halfling departing the town. Not more than 10 paces later he greets 2 dwarves drinking beside the main road through Hlint. Yet another dozen paces brings him to the corner where the markets are located. Pausing for a moment he looks around. Across the road an odd halfling talks with Ronus, on the corner opposite him a dwarf, a halfling and a gnome stand talking with a human. Scratching his head he continues on to the lake before the temple. Here are 3 humans and another gnome, a dwarf and an elf all talking together. He greets them with a friendly wave and stuggles on with the bags of copper he carries. Stepping through the gate to the crafting section of town he pasues again and says to noone in particular. "Seems to be an extraordinary amount of Demi humans in town lately!" He shrugs, hoists the bags to the other shoulder and struggles onto the smithy.
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« on: June 11, 2004, 03:15:00 am »
*written in a clear strong cursive on a piece of crumpled paper accidently discarded by a seat in Hlint* I sit here reminiscing about how fortunate I am to be here. So many times I should have perished at the hands of enemies and yet somehow I find myself surviving, whether it be from the aid of friends and companions or by the grace of the powers that be. What I do know is that when I came here I was immature, naive and full of fear and worry, what is my place here, I am just a lowly fighter, I do not have great magics, divine powers, deft skills, worldy knowledge, how can I be of any importance in the battle that is coming with the Blood. And yet... I sit here now new resolve in my mind, determination filling me. I have seen many things, no longer am I the immature young whelp that could hardly swing a sword to save himself. I have held my own against ogres, giants, elementals, and yes even those that I admire, mighty dragons. I have discovered a sense of my own worth, a sense of power from within to drive myself onwards, to hone my strength and skills, to strive to develop myself to the point that, I know now that I too can play a part in the battles to come. When the armies of the blood arrive they will find me before them standing firm in the face of their rage and anger. If I fall then I will fall but I will go down fighting for this land, my friends, companions and the decent people and creatures who dwell here. My determination is unquestioned and oddly my mind is set at ease knowing this. I will fight bravely and well or I will die trying.
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« on: May 25, 2004, 09:19:00 pm »
I, Tarradon Duvall, am an honourable man and a loyal one, as my friends and companions would attest to. Recently I was charged to protect a woman from the tyranny of the Brotherhood, a group of thieves and cut throats operating in Northern Mistone at present. In executing this charge and taking the woman to safety in the Temple of Vorax in Haven we were set upon by minions of this brotherhood. In a furious battle the enemy got past me and managed to kill my charge. In desperation I carried her lifeless body to the temple and begged the healer to call upon Vorax to raise her to life.
The Avatar of Vorax appeared and bid me to worship him in return for the life of the woman but being one of the Dragon God Rofirein's followers this I could not do. Knowing I follow the Dragon God, an ally of Vorax, he then bid me instead to call three others of like mind, body and spirit who will serve either Vorax or the Dragon God Rofirein instead for the life of the woman. I agreed.
And so I call on any of those willing to pledge their allegiance and faith to either Vorax or Rofirein to tell me so that I may present you to the temple and honour my pledge.
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« on: April 15, 2004, 03:22:00 pm »
Dear Mother and Father,
I must start by apologising for leaving home so abruptly but I felt that after what happened it was the best thing to do. I felt terrible that not just I but also you mother lost your Job with Master Febris and after 17 years working for him. It was not fair at all. I have since heard Talia was sent to some monastry in some forgotten place. I was sad to hear that someone with such a great love of life has met that fate. I dont know how Master Febris could do that to his own family. But then he never was fond of Talia as she was always getting into trouble. He always doted on the other three. I have not heard from Doric or Ramen but I hope you have and that they are well. I could not imagine serving in the King of Dregers army like they are but I hope they will be safe especially with whats happening in the world at the moment. I caught up with Anthon the other week, he is a surly as ever. I took a sea journey with some companions and one of the ports we pulled into I saw Anthons ship there. He seems to still be in Master Febris's good stead. I know he is my brother and I love him but he is very much a lackay to Master Febris and he pretty aquarely put the blame of everything that has happened on me. I know he is right but I still wanted to punch him in the nose. Also he forgot it was my birthday and I turned 19 but oh well.
Anyway I have been very busy since I left home, events have arisen which led me to Hlint where I have met up with a number of wonderful people. One of which, a woman called Serenity (and no its not what you think!), has taken me under her wing and helped me get started with some sort of life here. I have been learning new skills and, father will be proud of me, honing my combat skills, I have been helping drive back the goblins and kobolds in the areas and recently ogres as well. I am doing very well and have even managed to purchase myself a fine suit of armour and a solid blade of my own. I have enclosed here some of the gold I have managed to acquire, I hope it helps.
As I was saying I have met some wonderful people, Serenity who is, well one could say complicated, but a true friend, Mr Ozy a most intriguing man who always talks in riddles, Dimmy a fun filled and funny half giant, Moragg a most generous half orc priestess and many, many others others, most of which I have got along with really well.
Some of the things I have seen are amazing as well. The most amazing is probably the Blue Dragon I saw when travelling by ship recently. I am discovering that I really like dragons. Actually one of the Wizards I have met, Reggub he is called, turned himself into a dragon not long ago. It was the most magnificent thing I have ever seen. And another guy Arestes can turn himself into a small birdsize dragon. Its fantastic.
Anyway I am well, thanks mainly to the wonderful friends and companions I am making here, I hope you and Father are well and I will continue to send you some gold whenever I can.
Will write again soon,
Love Tarradon.
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