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grimclaw 06-22-03, 10:21 PM	OOC-well hopefully we can have some in character fun here. Rules-pick a side have fun. level limits on characters-not sure but out of respect for orcy lets say 40.that is high but from previous examples of characterization i think not to extreme.hopefully a majority will be in a lesser range.from 1 to 40 you are all welcome. please post at least a basic overvue of your character level and stat wise but let history and motivations come out in character. keep all comments of a personal nature in character!!! sadly i have limited time tonight and cant bring forth my own character just yet.will do soe as soon as i get back. NOTE-you dont need to be a foundation member to participate,your choice of race and your own inclination will guide you to a faction.thanks for your time and have at it.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-22-03, 11:01 PM	Founja! Greetings Grimclaw - 'tis Silmarien. 'T'would seem there has been a trans-dimensional Journay (again):) :cool: Ooc: OK - here's some stats - but don't be surprised if you see these change as our board evolves. As for the history - Sil's very elusive. It's going to come out in the narrative in surprising places. As to 'sides' - well that depends on who declares what about themselves. I'm not committed yet. So, I'll make first declaration of motivations (in role) and let's see what becomes of this. What you can see of Sil, is that she carries Elven Blood - and seemingly more than half-half, and in favour of Elvendom. She is well-robed, in Azure and Silver the hems and sleeves beautifully embroidered with Silver Runes. Infused in the Rune-Work is living Green and they flare brightly in both morning son (with gold fire) and moonlight (with silver fire). She carries a beautifully crafted Staff that is metal shod at each end with some sort of strange looking dull-sheen silvery metal. She has very bright eyes - sometimes blue sometimes more green. Her hair is almost silver, and face bears the characteristic angles of Elvendom. She stares directly at you - now - with a piercing glance and says I am a Being of the Land - and the Love and Life of the Peredhil Ooc: Elvish word for half-elf You stand before me in the image of Life. This place Here is All of Ours - and Verily will not suffer its mauling. Speak thee well and do thee well by The One Land and no harm will avail ye. But, if thou strayeth from the Path of Life - well will the Peredhil note this, and well will we Sing our Verse. Would you rend the Trees, would you rend creatures for malice's sake - as would an OrcOoc: we need the badies, bring them on too :cool: Her staff suddenly flares to life in transluscent Azure and the runes on her cloak flare to life. .....for The Great Interweave is ours to Command and know well it is of the All and Isness of all being.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-26-03, 03:16 AM	It's a Day of Celebration for the Peredhil - where homage is paid to Rh'iel the Goddess as the Half-Elves recount the Beginning-Beyond-Time. Do not despair Grimclaw - ever Gifts of Generosity are Rewarded - this is the Natural Lore of the meta-planes and is of the Is-ness of the All. Well do the Peredhil feel this Lore in the Space betwixt words. Silmarien strikes the metal shod of her smooth, runed Staff onto the ground. She is instanly immolated in the familiar transluscent Azure of the Peredhil Elf-Verse. Her voice is immediately transformed into resonant waves of the Plural Voice of Elvendom where no one is greater than the Other. The Voice of the ManyInOne - a melodic Chorus where the fusion of Dweomer and Song is the Great Interweave.....just so is the Incantation. Suddenly, each of the 12 Great Houses of the Half Elven materialise beside her - each is immolated in Azure. A great melding of The Auras begins as each Half-Elf greets the other with smiling eyes, and Elf-Verse. Time & Space - in Nexus with This Ever Bending - never Ending The Peredhil Halls - Enjoined Belonging In Being Now - the Sudden Melding Look Hither Kinsman - the World is Beginning It Shapes and Forms - Light Into Being A Forest Vastness - hugs hill and valley It nestles In - Around Great Mountains Crashing Waves - the Salty Water Reach for the Shoreline - and Greet great Rivers A World Becoming - with Living Singing Be Born the Kreshen - all Living Insects and then the Aizar - all Living Creatures Be Born the Eldar - Elf Firstborn in Nature close by be the Dwarrow - Great Dwarves of the Mountain Be Born the Humans - Proud Beings of Greatness and cousins the Halflings - Joy of Our Homelands And then all the Others - many Forms in the Making Unfold Now - In Being - Rh'iel's Great Purpose Our Peredhil Goddess - beyond Ken of all Meaning All the Peredhil suddenly ablaze with incandescent Azure - and all the Land About is in radiance that can be seen from the airs many leagues away.
Tanrinia 06-27-03, 01:33 PM	((a young half elf strides into the halls. she wears a serious look on her face, not knowing why she has been summoned to this strange place. she has dark auburn hair showing beneath her weather stained hat. her grey eyes peer into ever corner, recording it all to memory. she wears black breeches, brown shirt, and black vest, with her cloak draped over a shoulder, exposing a curious druidic emblem on her necklace, peeking out from behind her buttoned shirt. she carries a light cross bow and quiver of arrows trimmed in silver, and wears a dagger in a sheath. while her countenance is grim, as are all rangers when they are in unfamiliar territory, there is a light that shines through her eyes also, that seems at once out of place and right at home...)) What is this place? Who has summoned me here?
Orcy The Green Wonder 06-27-03, 07:47 PM	A large green and wondrous Half-Orc enters the room. He stands around 6'10" and wears a robe as a cape at his back. His left eye bears a scar and his left arm is gone, in its place is a large metallic arm. A sword seems to glow with energy on his back and his gaze is deep and piercing. The ground trembles at his entrance, his black dwarven-crafted armor is battlemarked with dents and slashes. Various magical items adorn him and he smiles as he looks around. HOOAH! Greetings one and all to those of you I know. Those of you I do not know, I am Orcy, the Green Wonder. I am no enemy of yours, yet. So be careful, and choose your words wisely.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-27-03, 09:09 PM	Originally posted by Tanrinia What is this place? Who has summoned me here? Tanrinia - kins(wo)man..I know not - 't'would seem the Universe converges on this Nexus Here - across Time & Space. For verily, how else can it be possible that Free Folk from hither and thither (:rofl:) be in two places at Once. Many are Called, only Some Hear, and thence Arrive through The Portal. But - for now - fair are the Elves - :bow: . I sense a disruption ...in the Force Luke...woops wrong story ...I mean, in the Great Interweave. The Peredhil Verse - Our Song - Perceives a Wrongness. But The Voice of Darkness has not materialised. I only see it through the Mirror of the Mind's Eye. And Ai! - it is foul and vengeaful, cruel and egoistic. The Force behind Kevmann's Violence mayhap...what seest thou? *turns to The Others* I know you All she says. Blue eyes stare straight into your soul. We are all One here - we must strive to Hallow this World...'ere it is Lost. *turns to Orcy* Hey Orcy! Fantastic! :cool: Silmarien's eyes turn to the new Presence - they eye you all over, her eyes stare unwaveringly at you...thou art all green - wondrous 't'would seem - yet, we know naught of your Will and Motive......is this Land not beautiful beyond the Telling...?
Riggoras_44 06-28-03, 12:02 AM	Hear my omens, pure ones, for the red-eyed oracle has seen your dire future lie in shreds of sorrow and dispair! My master, only in this land whose's commands I will abide, know among his enemies as Kevmann, shall come through the same gate I crossed to give this warning, to spread anguish and terror, like before he did in the Races board! Here where the hands of the all-powerful wizOs don't reach, his dark reign shall flourish even above your pathetic resistance! Not before long, the mighty army composed by all our seven members will plant in this soil the dire banner of the Human foundation! Tremble! :fight!: :devil: :turkey: :b:
Kevmann 06-28-03, 12:07 AM	A man, clearly over six foot tall, comes striding in with coal black armor. His face is covered by darkness, and at his side a shortsword gleams pink. A essence of darkness precedes him and exudes from him, seeming to pollute the very essence of light around him. "I am here, why do the gods mock me by sending me to such a place of squalor such as this? Who among you has done this?" EDIT: OOC: I try and not make my characters too ungodly, but he is a level 20 cleric, level 10 shadowadept. As he has already told everyone, he has been touched by the divine power of Shar, but betrayed her. He now partners with Gaugoth, god of political corruption and power, who he plots with to gain power among the world. Few understand his connection with the shadow weave, and only he and Shar herself know the details of it. The pink shortsword at his side glows brightly, sometimes throbbing with a red glow when it has been fed blood, and shines bone white when it is hungry. It is none other then the lost sword godsbane, the original weapon of Cyric, god of deceit. Mask stole it from him, but then it was lost. Shar gave it to him when he was to be her champion... but it was not to be so. Now, the dark power within him extends his life and gives him sustenance. He rules with an iron fist, but being a human himself, believes in the glory of humanity comes from being the supreme race of the world. And therefore sees little else.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-28-03, 12:20 AM	Originally posted by Riggoras_44 Hear my omens, pure ones, for the red-eyed oracle has seen your dire future lie in shreds of sorrow and dispair! My master, only in this land whose's commands I will abide, know among his enemies as Kevmann, shall come through the same gate I crossed to give this warning, to spread anguish and terror, like before he did in the Races board! Here where the hands of the all-powerful wizOs don't reach, his dark reign shall flourish even above your pathetic resistance! Not before long, the mighty army composed by all our seven members will plant in this soil the dire banner of the Human foundation! Tremble! :fight!: :devil: :turkey: :b: COOL! very....very cool Ai! the Peredhil scream in anguish and despair. They cover their ears and eyes. For, the disturbance in the Weave is suddenly Manifested. IT IS KEVMANN & RIGGORAS - ever the Voice of Darkness, come to ravage and consume all the Land. ...Hail all ye Half-Elves - We are Summoned Here by Rh'iel to Protect this world. KNOW THIS FELL ONES ..ever shall the Peredhil Verse be thine Bane, and ever shall we Sing in Plural Voice to spare Our Land from Despair. Never shall we rescind our Fidelity and Love for Despair and Hate. Silmarien strikes her metal shod staff on the ground. The runes flare to life, burning with incandescent Azure. She propels a pulse into the Heavens, and soothing melodic verse can be felt in the Heart - to all those of Goodly disposition. To the Fell Ones, it is as a burning acidic rending, that freezes blood and causes screams.
Riggoras_44 06-28-03, 12:26 AM	You won't have to fear much from me, tough... My "needle springer of doom" contraption artifact didn't make it through the gate. I'm mostly a herald :D.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-28-03, 12:32 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann A man, clearly over six foot tall, comes striding in with coal black armor. His face is covered by darkness, and at his side a shortsword gleams pink. A essence of darkness precedes him and exudes from him, seeming to pollute the very essence of light around him. "I am here, why do the gods mock me by sending me to such a place of squalor such as this? Who among you has done this?" Silmarien's eyes turn towards you, and flare with incandescent radiance - here face is stoic and resolute. Do you see a slight smirk there, or is it the face of masked fear. *turns to Peredhil* *they Enjoin into MetaConcert and confluence of Synergy* *and Vanish* You hear this fading Voice in the Aether "...First you must Find Us - Fools" Ooc: ;) "We Away Now - and Prepare ourselves - "
Riggoras_44 06-28-03, 03:08 AM	Riggoras the forty-fourth rode up the top of a mountain, with the unholy banner. As he had been told, the artifact caused a rift to open in the cloudy sky above. He took a small bag from his belt, and extracted some wizard powders from it. He then lifted up his hand and opened it, letting the wind drive the powders away. But not far, for they quickly formed a dreadful black mist, and from it emerged several creations of nightmare; hideous and mindless constructs designed to serve only the wielder of the banner. "I just love feeling powerful, even if the power is just borrowed for a while" He then ordered the constructs to start their dire labor, for Kevmann had intended to build in the valleys below a black citadel, which would later be known as Ok' Pnatemul, modeled as the mocking image of the Pantheon, since the Humans pretended no less.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-28-03, 03:28 AM	Originally posted by Riggoras_44 "I just love feeling powerful, even if the power is just borrowed for a while" Fantabulous! - Pnatemul - Vile Lands of Darkness - a name from ancient mythology and in This Day, part of a bed time story for all elf children. The very name still evokes fear in the Free Peoples.... Silmarien and the Twelve Great Houses of the Half Elven are not present - but you suddenly hear Elven Verse on the edge of your consciousness, carried with the Winds over Pnatemul. From the airy heights, vast is the Mountainous Vistas, and richly forested. Many of the shoulders, valleys and many plateaus are carpeted in viriditas (living green). - Pnatemul - the Great Darkness coalesces - the Bane to the One Land - and ancient Enemy - from beyond the Knowing of Time.... ....the Elf Verse is Melodic though, and while you cannot guess at its purpose, it leaves you wondering about The Halls of the Peredhil, and their Synergistic Purpose. For, also known to the Usurpers of the Land - is that Darkness was Defeated in Aeons gone by. This is recorded in the Book of Vile Darkness, and well do the Defeated Ones know the Might of the Interweave. Even now, as the Shadow re-forms, the memory of Pain drives the Usurpers' Everlasting Anguish. ..."Kevmann" Silmarien's Voice echoes in your Mind's Eye....its familiar Melodic cadences as Agony to the Damned "...and First Lieutenant Riggoras of The Usuper - Rh'iel Guides us - The Stars' Radiance is Our Home...." The Plural Voice of Elvendom fades.....but Pnatemul remains....
Kevmann 06-28-03, 04:11 AM	Excelent, Riggoras, you have done well, my bannerman of my armies. The construction is going well. I feel dark energies underneath this place, a great war must have been fought eons ago. The first bulk of my army shall be the dead that lie buried below here. They shall help in the construction whilst I prepare the neccesary magic to create the wards to protect my citadel. From then, I shall spend a month and a day to open a portal to the nine hells, and shall begin building up the second bulk of our army. Then, the man with the black armor rose his hands, and the dark power around him expanded, and shot tword the valley. The vegitation and growth around died instantly, creating the smell of rot around. The black mist began to swurl, and the ground began to shoot up. A thousand undead dug themselves up from the depths. Most the mindless type, but many seemed of the more powerful sort, the dark energies empowering them. Then, Rigoras held his banner high, and a dark shadow encased the land, as the undead grew twice their size, their flat teeth and hands forming to fanged mouths and long claws, perfected for ripping and clawing. From their empty sockets, a dark fire lite under the power of the banner. EXCELENT my great bannerman, but go, we must clear the surrounding land of all that lives, we must prepare this nothingness for the army and peoples we shall soon bring over. Spare those cattle and other animals we can consume, for soon our loyal followers from the lands of men shall come, and a great city must be built in this valley. I must go to the citidel, and overlook its final creation and lace it with my wards. We shall soon have a great foothold here in these lands, we shall soon have a home agian.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-28-03, 04:47 AM	The Elves and all those with Elven Blood sense a great Disruption - that disrupts the peace and embalming solace of the Forests. The creatures of the forests begin hooting and squwking - despite having no written language, they have a deep knowing of all that is Unspoken. There is panic and fear amongst all the Living in the Land. Even the humans - disconnected from the Verse from aeons of contentment and prosperity, sense that something is very wrong. But, the Elves also hear something else. It is melodic and radiates in their inner Being - and promises Fidelity in its warm solace. But it is not fully Elven, and has a 'mannish' feel about it. The Peredhil's Purpose is accessible to the Elven Consciousness - and echoes closely with the Elven Way. The Great City of the Elves, Ost-In-Edhel - the great Northern Flame - Formeno Nįrė is a vast Elven City - set far away from Pnatemul. The Northen Flame is a city in the Great Forest of Taurė Naira - the Forest of Sun. The Citadel has seven white elegant Towers that pierce the forest canopy and propel skywards, all the way through the cloud layer. They are highly polished and magnificent in their beauty - graceful and many-spired at their pinnacles, and beautifully wrought. They shine in brilliant radiance in the sunlight. Each of Seven Towers have an upper segment, where there shines Light. Each tower - one red, then orange, yellow, green blue indigo and violet. A mighty Elf Dweomer - Earth Power and borne of the Elf Verse - as the Elves Sing it. Gentler and more subtle than the Power of the Half-Elven's Song. But no less Great. Within the Formeno Nįrė and from the eagle's eye and ear, there can be heard prayer and gathering Song. The Elves are in Council - and this Verse has not been heard in the Land for aeons.
Tanrinia 06-28-03, 04:49 PM	((to sil)) What concern is this of ours? What have the elves or humans ever done for us? Where were they when we were shunned and exiled from our homes? I say let them fight it out... Look... not even all the houses of the perendhil have answered the summons...What is it we are to do when we have not even the support of our fellow half-breeds?
Riggoras_44 06-28-03, 07:34 PM	Your words are most rash, Tanrinia. Know that the Human foundation has come to the One Land to conquer all that will dare to face our wrath, and to outright slaughter all who won't be brave enough to do so. We wish not for you to turn away from this battle with such disdain, for when you run, we'd have to chase you to kill all of your brethren, and that would take too long. The first skirmishes have been bloodish, tough fruitful. The Elves of the Wild, aided by the spirits of nature, the Brownies, have tried to hold the slaughtering of the forest close to Ok' Pnatemul. Their rangers fight the undead with bravery, but they hold no front, instead relying on ambush tactics to battle, as they fall back deeper into the wood and suffer more casualties that fill the ranks of the unholy. No priests are counted among them. This forest is doomed to fall helpless, while the northern armies still haven't rallied half their power...
Silmarien Aldalome 06-28-03, 10:35 PM	Originally posted by Tanrinia ((to sil)) What concern is this of ours? What have the elves or humans ever done for us? Where were they when we were shunned and exiled from our homes? I say let them fight it out... Look... not even all the houses of the perendhil have answered the summons...What is it we are to do when we have not even the support of our fellow half-breeds? Greeting Great Heart, and Honoured Comrade - ever your encourage Wisdom in all the Hearts of the Peredhil......Now, good comrade - Ooc(=out of character): I've built the Half Elven thread HERE: Half-Elven Halls (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=50588) For exactly the purpose you describe - Privacy - where we can strategise In Council and then post to the Epicentre of the Game It's an 'interlace' game....which may also mean sorties into other threads...as they arrive.... cool ha.... ..for verily, all the Half-Elven are Here.. Ooc: we need to give them time to find it...and, we may have new members coming and so on...or going... For, in Ancient Lore and in aeons before Time, we know this: *gets out ancient tome* Lye duraser naa i'Meneldalie, tanya n'eldelie, imya tyara ri'avarien tyar, awruva ten' ai'er. Lye uma mani lye irma avaene awrien ai'er. Coia ulua im valina ar' malia ten' ai'er. Eller naa ai tanya ettula en'dagora, ar'lye avara dagor iire eller naa men. Nan'eller naa nat'or ten'man lye dagora hiraetha. Tharien i'men en' nat'or n'sanuva yassen rangwien. Eldalie caela an rinar, dethola tyaralle yassen nomin pelu sen. Mellonea, ar'gothea, rinuva. (Our most important belief is the Elven Way, that no elf, by action or inaction, shall cause harm to another elf. We do as we will as long as no harm is done. Life is a balance between happiness for yourself and concern for others. There is rarely a point to any conflict, and we try to avoid battles if we can. There are things, however, that we can not avoid. Disruption of the balance is not to be taken lightly. Elven memories are long ones, choose your actions wisely around them. Friends, and enemies, are not forgotten). If we do not act, all of Nature will be Ravaged....the time of the Second Coming of Darkness is upon us....
Silmarien Aldalome 06-28-03, 10:48 PM	Originally posted by Riggoras_44 Your words are most rash, Tanrinia. Know that the Human foundation has come to the One Land to conquer all that will dare to face our wrath, and to outright slaughter all who won't be brave enough to do so. We wish not for you to turn away from this battle with such disdain, for when you run, we'd have to chase you to kill all of your brethren, and that would take too long. The first skirmishes have been bloodish, tough fruitful. The Elves of the Wild, aided by the spirits of nature, the Brownies, have tried to hold the slaughtering of the forest close to Ok' Pnatemul. Their rangers fight the undead with bravery, but they hold no front, instead relying on ambush tactics to battle, as they fall back deeper into the wood and suffer more casualties that fill the ranks of the unholy. No priests are counted among them. This forest is doomed to fall helpless, while the northern armies still haven't rallied half their power... Ooc: g'day riggoras - very cool.....:0 On the edge of your consciousness, you hear the cadences of the Peredhil Verse shift suddenly...they become piercing and brittle....discordant momentarily, but then reform into Symphony..... Forest Life - Living Tree Walk in the Light with Me The Interdict it forms - Custodian Be Born She Marches through the Valley And Wards Forest from Harm's Talley Mighty Being - Ethereal Seeming A Force suddenly coalesces out of the aether...a Forest Spirit - the Custodian of the Trees Ever mistrustful and vengeaful towards malice, and ever Present should the Dark Ones penetrate the Girdle of the Trees.... WARD DARKNESS - Enter Forest at thine Risk.....[/I]
Riggoras_44 06-29-03, 12:16 AM	Hey, I'm introducing you to my new, improved, and more agressive avatar. You're good at this, Sil. You can make verses as good as anything pulled up from Tolkien's mug. "What is this sorcery?", reacted Riggoras, seeing two of the Human foundation's minions turn to dust in front of his very eyes, after being reached by shadowy bolts coming from the trees. The Custodian's ward magic had proved to be very powerful, indeed. Riggoras scouted his surroundings, astonished by the disruptive attacks that just had decimated those underlings. The ambience was very suspicious; no more of the Elves were comfronting the army directly. It was obvious that they were relying on another tactic to combat him now. Absorbed in his thought, he didn't see a new strike coming from the shadows ahead. One of the magic rays hit an undead slave, destroying him instantly. The other struck him in his left arm, opening a scorching wound. The frustration in front of this power forced him to avoid further confrontation. "Retreat!" he ordered. "We shall seek to burn this forest once we have regrouped. The woodsmen's allies won't force us away. This is only the first battle to be fought in a long conquest."
Tigernach 06-29-03, 12:25 AM	A portal suddenly opens with a breathtaking blaze of white light, and a cool fresh gust of sea air...those present are aware of a faint lilt of music filling their minds. Tigernach emerges. A cleric of Numenorean descent strides towards you with the gait of both a warrior and dancer. She wears a hooded grey cloak which covers most of her face, but you note that she wears brown leather trews and matching tunic. A longsword hangs at her side, sheathed in an intricately woven scabbard. She has the aura of one who has just been in communion with her deity, an air of grace and peace envelops her, but as she lifts her hood, green eyes flash under blue black hair, and you are suddenly aware of the paradox that is Tigernach. Those eyes speak of one who is quick to laughter, compassion and justice, but also one who is equally quick in anger and rage, and will not falter in battle. She, a cleric devoted to the service of the Goddess Varda as she is known in Valinor...Elbereth to the Elves of Middle Earth, is the means by which you will know the virtue of Varda and recall that which has been forgotten. I hope this is OK folks...looking forward to seeing what happens! Tigernach
Riggoras_44 06-29-03, 12:43 AM	Middle Earth, mmh. You come from a very distant land, Tigernach. I offer you alliance at the sides of Kevmann's armies. Make your choice fair, for when you're standing on the tip of a blade, you can't go back on your way once you fall in one side!
Silmarien Aldalome 06-29-03, 12:51 AM	Originally posted by Tigernach A portal suddenly opens with a breathtaking blaze of white light, and a cool fresh gust of sea air...those present are aware of a faint lilt of music filling their minds. Tigernach emerges. A cleric of Numenorean descent strides towards you with the gait of both a warrior and dancer. She wears a hooded grey cloak which covers most of her face, but you note that she wears brown leather trews and matching tunic. A longsword hangs at her side, sheathed in an intricately woven scabbard. She has the aura of one who has just been in communion with her deity, an air of grace and peace envelops her, but as she lifts her hood, green eyes flash under blue black hair, and you are suddenly aware of the paradox that is Tigernach. Those eyes speak of one who is quick to laughter, compassion and justice, but also one who is equally quick in anger and rage, and will not falter in battle. She, a cleric devoted to the service of the Goddess Varda as she is known in Valinor...Elbereth to the Elves of Middle Earth, is the means by which you will know the virtue of Varda and recall that which has been forgotten. I hope this is OK folks...looking forward to seeing what happens! Tigernach Ooc: Tres cool, my good friend - very gorgeous indeed....OK Everyone THIS IS A MULTI-VERSE you may BRING ANYONE FROM ANY MYTHOLOGY. It all belongs.... :) :cool: ...Ai! Thine Eyes Tigernach - how can this be - verily they speak somehow to me of Kin....For thou art Numenorean as am I - For verily ist mine forebear none other than Elros - twin son of Elrond.... But, The One Land - we are in another Universe - the magic here - Lore Emerges - in Creation's Image. Look and Lo! All about the World is Forming, already Formeno Naure - the Great City of Elves, and the Great Forest - protected by the Interdict of the Custodians.....
Silmarien Aldalome 06-29-03, 12:58 AM	Originally posted by Riggoras_44 Middle Earth, mmh. You come from a very distant land, Tigernach. I offer you alliance at the sides of Kevmann's armies. Make your choice fair, for when you're standing on the tip of a blade, you can't go back on your way once you fall in one side! Tigernach - you hear the Elf-Verse in lilting melodies sustain you - but it has a distinct Mannish element - borne of the Confluence of Elves and Men..... On the airs you hear ....Tigernach! He is Lieutentant of the Usurper Kevmann, whose touch is as black as the Vitriol of the vilest Acids....Corruption is ever his Mantle, and Unlife ever his Verse..... Fidelity Lives - Resilient One Extends its Hand - Like Shining Sun Finds Home Again - Sustaining Heart Creation's Land - In Loyalty Won
Kevmann 06-29-03, 05:11 AM	OOC: wow, this is great role-playing from everyone, i just hope we get more people to get interested to post here. WHAT Kevmann strides out from his citadel, and sees Riggoras standing before him... "What is it you say Lieutenant, the forest is protected by the ward of a powerful forest spirit, and a human has come from distant lands?" From the darkness of his helm, he peers out across the miles to the forest spirit standing in wait. "I see, it is a powerful ward, but one I do not need to concern myself with, for the elves are bound by their own laws. When men come to the area, inhabit, and begin their lives here, they will have need of the wood of the forest for fire and homes. The forest spirit can protect against any direct attack against the forest, but can not protect those that come to share the bounty of the forest and what it has to give." He then turns, and once again confronts Riggoras, "You have done excellent work my lieutenant, your rewards shall be great. The citadel is complete, my wards are in place. We must now build a city in the valley, and then open a portal to all the worlds were men reside so that we may have a population of humanity that wishes to come here and start a life anew amongst this wild world. Command out minions to immediately begin construction of the city and our outer wall. Give me two of your most powerful to assist me in the creation of our grand portal to the other worlds, soon this world will be flooded with our kind." He then turns his eyes to the human standing in the valley. A mist of darkness envelopes the air in front of him, and he walks forward into it, suddenly appearing in front of the human. "Welcome good Tigernach, you are far from you homeland, as are we. This is a land that is untouched by the culture of humanity, I and my banner man Riggoras are beginning to cultivate this land so that humans may inhabit here, grow crops here, and increase their numbers. You are one of great strength, I can feel it, old blood runs through you, I offer you the peace and alliance of the new human community. Will you stand with us and create a world were humans can live in peace without threat from the other races?" OOC: Hey Tigernach, welcome! If you want to have my characters description, it is in my first post toward the top.
Orcy The Green Wonder 06-29-03, 09:35 PM	A great tremor shakes the halls of the half-elves and humans alike. Bringing all out to look towards the mountain upon which a brign light has just flashed. Then, the top of the mountain begins to slowly move upward. A figure can be seem beneath it picking it upward and then, he throws the mountaintop to the ground. This forms a natural barrier between the human halls and the mountains new top. A voice echoes throughout the land. HOOAH! Know this Humans. I, Kabel Von Drache, shall bring my full force upon your evil. When that day comes you shall know true fear. This land, and all lands shall be saved from you hatred and evil taint. Green and Wondrous I am, my brethren shall come forth, and we shall stand against all you may throw at us. With that figures are seen in the distant sky, flying toward the mountain top. A flight of Sliver Dragons heads toward the mountain. Their leader lands alongside the Green Wonder and bows. Old friends come together in times of need, meeting mine may be the last thing you ever do.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-29-03, 09:48 PM	OOC: wow, this is great role-playing from everyone, i just hope we get more people to get interested to post here. OoC: they will Arrive - suddenly. We already have a very busy thread.....Faith ...but can not protect those that come to share the bounty of the forest and what it has to give..... ...The Forest Spirit sees the Human activity, the vomiting forth of Undead and the rending of Nature....it Hears it Feels....and is provoked to Vigilance by the truant Voice of the Usurper. There is a sudden screeching eruption of sound - the Voice of the Vengeful Forest speaks.. Usurper's Crown - Intruder's Hate Unsettles Nature's Gentle Rest Damnation Called - Disruptions Gate Into Our Land without our Behest Invitation's Defilement - Mistrusful Alignment Our Rage is Invested - Our Land Protected Come Hither then Mortals - and Risk the Intrusion And see what Becomes - when Passing Our Girdle ....in the Peredhil Halls far away, nestled in a Hidden Valley - deeply Forested and surrounded by Magestic mountains of vast and lofty heights. The Eagle squawks and conveys news to the Peredhil of this New Human City.....the Peredhil Verse shifts in cadences again, now with a lamenting sound. A great sadness to it. The knowledge that all Beings in the Land are polarising - finding respite with Darkness or Light. And the sure knowledge that ancient prophetic Purpose is about to be unfolded. The Finding of Lore in Protection, the unearthing of vile Earthbanes. The Breaking of Natural Law by Usurper... Foundation's Land & Hold Place Of New Strife and Unholy Malice Old Pain does resurface When Fell is the Purpose Burns white or black Healing or Defiling What Grief comes This Day Our World will gainsay When walks in the Usurper And fells the Restorer Time Must not be Broken One Hope in the Calling Be Found in the Chaos Be Born from the Ruin In Timeless Beginnings There Lies The Rebuking Find That which was Broken See Solace in Giving The Gift in the Darkness Lies Hidden but Being It May be Rekindled And Brought back to Healing...
Riggoras_44 06-29-03, 11:29 PM	Finally, the green wondrous warrior has shown his face, ready for war. Know that we fear you not, Von Drache, as your inhuman half has cursed you with blood that stands weak against my weapons! I look forward to the day that I shall sever you and slaughter your warrior brothers under the blessing of the new ruler of humankind, Kevmann. But that battle is yet to come. Today has been a glorious day in Ok' Pnatemul! Human kings from incountable dimensions have bowed down to Kevmann the great, and their people and armies have started their pilgrimage through the gate to the One Land to support his rule.
Tigernach 06-30-03, 04:38 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann OOC: wow, this is great role-playing from everyone, i just hope we get more people to get interested to post here. WHAT Kevmann strides out from his citadel, and sees Riggoras standing before him... "What is it you say Lieutenant, the forest is protected by the ward of a powerful forest spirit, and a human has come from distant lands?" From the darkness of his helm, he peers out across the miles to the forest spirit standing in wait. "I see, it is a powerful ward, but one I do not need to concern myself with, for the elves are bound by their own laws. When men come to the area, inhabit, and begin their lives here, they will have need of the wood of the forest for fire and homes. The forest spirit can protect against any direct attack against the forest, but can not protect those that come to share the bounty of the forest and what it has to give." He then turns, and once again confronts Riggoras, "You have done excellent work my lieutenant, your rewards shall be great. The citadel is complete, my wards are in place. We must now build a city in the valley, and then open a portal to all the worlds were men reside so that we may have a population of humanity that wishes to come here and start a life anew amongst this wild world. Command out minions to immediately begin construction of the city and our outer wall. Give me two of your most powerful to assist me in the creation of our grand portal to the other worlds, soon this world will be flooded with our kind." He then turns his eyes to the human standing in the valley. A mist of darkness envelopes the air in front of him, and he walks forward into it, suddenly appearing in front of the human. "Welcome good Tigernach, you are far from you homeland, as are we. This is a land that is untouched by the culture of humanity, I and my banner man Riggoras are beginning to cultivate this land so that humans may inhabit here, grow crops here, and increase their numbers. You are one of great strength, I can feel it, old blood runs through you, I offer you the peace and alliance of the new human community. Will you stand with us and create a world were humans can live in peace without threat from the other races?" OOC: Hey Tigernach, welcome! If you want to have my characters description, it is in my first post toward the top. A darkness unfolds before Tigernach, yet contrary to her instincts, she relaxes her stance, lowering her left hand and removing her right from her sword, folding her hands before her. Tigernach watches the man that approaches her with unabashed curiosity. A flash of prescience flares in her mind, that this man is the doom of this land in which she has recently arrived. In response to the darkness so palpable around him, she generates a white orb with her minds eye around herself. She believes she knows the measure of him. It becomes apparent to her that he is one who bears an unmistakeable air of power, more obvious as he reigns it back in order to entice not intimidate....but it seems to be a power borrowed, a power perverted. He addresses her most eloquently and she responds, "I am indeed human and far from my home. For what reasons I have been sent here I do not yet know. I can say with confidence thought that I am not of your kind. I see that you rend the Earth at your pleasure but she is sacred and her health and prosperity are somehow akin to my tasks in my homeland. I tell you that you that you are bound to her and you will feel her wrath in due time. You may conquer this land but it will be your downfall. The elves may be bound to their laws, and you may presume them predictable, but I fall not under such laws." She then turns her gaze to the distance and addresses mind to mind one called Riggoras, "I have always danced most well on the edge of a sword blade!" To Kevmann she turns and says "Lets see how this dance unfolds" Tigernach hears and sees in her inner mind a flash of warning from one who carries knowledge of her and her distant elvish bloodline. The familiarity makes her soul soar and an instinct so swift and certain causes her to turn and bolt towards the origin of that voice. And she is gone. You are all doing a brilliant job. I hope everybody is having as much fun as I am:D Tigernach
Orcy The Green Wonder 06-30-03, 11:47 AM	Five of the elder silver dragons take on a human form, standing in a circle on the flattened mountaintop. They weave a spell opening a portal and a green flood pours forth. Orcs, Half-Orcs and humans come through, carrying the Bannor of the Knights Von Drache. They set to work on the mountain to create a fortress within it. Meanwhile The Green Wonder approaches Kevmann. Human, though I do not like you, nor do I like you ways. I see you shall be a worthy opponent in battle. I look foreward to doing battle against you and your people. If you fight as well on the battlefield as you do with words this battle shall go down in history. I extend my hand to you in respect, and ask that you do the same. The green wonder extends his hand, waiting for Kevmann's handshake. His face is stern, but an air of honor hangs about him. Assuring that he will attempt nothing.
Riggoras_44 06-30-03, 05:59 PM	Riggoras stood atop a hill, and at his sides were two mighty beholders, tamed to do his bidding. At the foot of the hill, a forest housed a small Elven village, lightly reinforced with troops. "The time has come for you, enemies of humanity to prove your worth. These creatures await only my command to descend upon this village and... 'cleanse' it for the establishing of a human comunity. That is, unless you send one of your 'heroes' to do fair duel with me. If you prove to be a powerful foe, your people's lives will be spared for now." Riggoras took a sand watch, and started it. He waited patiently, looking at the sunset, as quiet and inmobile as a stone.
Kevmann 06-30-03, 07:25 PM	"Riggoras, back down, we have no need to combat here." And, in a huge voice that rumbles accross the surface of the world for hundreds of miles in all directions... "Why do you continue these hostilities against us? We have no quarrel with you, we only wish to create a new home for humanity to have in this land. We have not made any hostile acts against any of you, nor have we done anything against you and your persons. If you continue such hostile acts against us, we will be forced to retaliate, but there is no need for that, unless it is war you wish. Then, he turns back to Riggoras... "Excelent Leutenant, our city grows quickly. It is time my friend, we must open the portal to the multiunivers to allow the humans from the other worlds to come here." With a thought, he stands at the center of town in the huge square, and he raises his hands. Four hufe pillars explode from the ground, each with a orb of energy on the top. The center of the square rases a foot to create a huge platform. Then, he lowers his hands and pushes them forward in a powerfull motion. The darkness around him speeds tword the orbs of power, which then activate in a bright flash. energy arcs between the pedistals to create a multicolored mist on the inside. Then, Kevmann speaks in his booming voice tword the gate to the other worlds... Come! Come you humans of the other worlds, those who are prosicuted, those who are hunted, those who wish a new life. Come to this new world that we have prepared for you. Here, you make make a new life, you may be a new person, you may find all that you have every wished. Some homes have been built for you, and others can be built from the enviroment here. The trees are many for lumber, the mountains are ripe with ore, the fields are fertalized for farming. COME, COME TO US NOW! And with that, the mist begins to spin, and hundreds of humans spill into the square looking around, more and more come as kevmann speaks to the mass... "Welcome, go then, claim your homes, and build new ones when there is no space left. I am Kevmann, your liege, I and my leutenant, Riggoras have created this place for you. You shall follow us, or you will be forced to leave. Farm those of you who are good at it, the ground is fertile. Harvest wood for those who are good at it, the forests are plenty and have more to share. Mine those who wish, there is the mountain, it is ripe with ore. Ply your trade here, for we have a new home. Teach those who are new what to do." At that he turned, and strides to his citadel. The people look around, and begin to move out, spreading and claiming as more and more humans come in. Before entering his citadel, Kevmann briefly looks up at the far mountan beyond, were the orcs build in their caves. He looks at Orcy, ignoring him, but stares intently in intrest of the silver dragons he has around... before moving into his citadel.
Orcy The Green Wonder 06-30-03, 07:47 PM	The Green Wonder watches Kevmann as he ignores his offer of a handshake. Angered at the insult yet he shows no sign of this. He turns and assists in the building of the new fortress. The strength of his people combined with the magic of dragons brings the construction to an end quickly. Atop the mountain a huge fortress stands, looking out across the land, a silent guardian of all peoples. A voice is heard througout the land, a voice that shakes the very earth. Kevmann, you have insulted me and shown you are not as honorable as I once thought. You say your actions are not hostile, yet you invade the lands of others to take them as your own. You raise the dead to serve you. The foulness within your heart is all the provocation I need. You need not attack me, you need not threaten my people. However, when the lives of many are involved because of an evil man, I shall answer their cries. You know not whom you deal with Kevmann, you have yet to see the full strength, and wrath of my people. As for you new arrivals, I am the Green Wonder, you have been brought here by an evil man. Listen not to his words, he will try to mislead you. Trust not in his promises, he will break them. He does not give you this land he takes it from its rightful owners. Beware humans, for if you choose to spread the tides of war shall flow down upon you. You have been given fair warning. Woe to those of you who do not heed my words.
Kevmann 06-30-03, 08:22 PM	"I am dishonorable, because I did not want to shake your hand? Could that not just be distaste for your persons? What makes me evil? The undead are nothing but my manual labor, and I take no-ones land. This valley was unused and uninhabited. And what makes me so "evil" as you state? I give thousands of people a brand new home were they can start over, and get away from the evils of the other world, to me that is more of a honorable and just goal" He snickers, "And, if you wish to attack me, you may have more on your hands then just me..." Then, he goes over to corner of the city, and at each point raises his hand to summon a huge pedistal of adamntium. Then, on top of each one, he raises his hands a a red disc appears. From each of the disc comes the largest of the red dragons of the worlds. And he raises his hands again, and each is caught in a web of black mist, which engulfs and strangles the dragons. They breath great gouts of flame into their air and tword the ground, but with a wave of his hand, a field appears, catching the fire. The dragons struggle untill the black weapons fall into their skin, into their bodies. They pause, and look confused, before each ones skin begins to rot, begins to fall off into a great discusting pile at the top of the pedistal. All that is left is a great skeleton, with red fire behind their eyes. The dracoliches turn to Kevmann, and bow thier heads in submission. "This is just my first phase in protecting my loyal followers, Orcy, you should re-think before you waste the lives of your people in a needless battle." With this, the humans continue to flock in from the portal, untill thousands are present. As room become more tight, they begin building up and out, homes and workshops. Smoke begins to rise into the air from the industry below. Woodsman and farmers build their homes outward tword the forests, and build their homes and begin to ply their trade. The farmers growing food and providing for others, the woodsman beggining to cut trees for building. A great quarry has been started on the far south of the vally, near the place were the mounain top crashed dowward, and they begin to heav huge stones tword the town for more building. Several holes also open up on the mountain side, as mines begin to form all over, with silver, gold, iron, and other precious ores filter into town for smelting. This is only the beggining.
Riggoras_44 06-30-03, 10:14 PM	The misfortuned warnings of the Half-breeds to all humans that would come to our side are worthless. Under the reign of Kevmann, Ok' Pnatemul will become the utopy of all the humans who join us, and the dread of all who dare opose us! Not a wielder of magic, unlike the king, Kevmann, Riggoras has set on a quest to look for the most powerful artifacts accross the One Land. His endless spelunking will stop only periodically, whenever he returns to Pnatemul. He knows that away from the fortress, he will be vulnerable, but he faces adversity without fear.
Orcy The Green Wonder 06-30-03, 10:21 PM	You enslave creatures to your service and ask me why I consider you evil? You kill and bring these abominations upon the land. You disrespect the dead, forcing their bodies into labor when they should be at rest. Your Dracoliches scare me not, I have slain many before and will do so again if need be. My draconic friends do not like what you have done either. Angering a dragon is a foolish thing to do, for a dragons life is long, and their memories good. Kevmann, your evil flows from you like an endless stench. You would be wise to call your humans away from this mountain, for if they continue, they will not live long. I did not become what I am today by being a poor judge of character Kevmann, I see you for what you are. Do not toy with me, it is not wise. With that red lines appear all across the mountain, forming runes. The runes glow bright, flash, and are seen no more. Only a single glowing eye remains, the same eye carried on the banner of the Knights Von Drace. A watchful eye, that even now, peers into the very soul of all who gaze upon it. Its view cannot be blocked, and it sees all that others may wish to hide. It is watching you.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-30-03, 10:48 PM	Melodic cadences surround the Wondrous Green Creature - a plural Voice of Many In One - gentle but potent... You feel a Sense of Home in the Song... ...the Seducer and Usurper Kevmann and his lieutenant Riggoras - ward their word - for beneath their mantle lies only Ill, Vomit and Ruin. They seek Earth Banes.... The Peredhil Prepare...good Green Wonder....an Invitation we extend to thee where we can make Council Far Away from Pnatemul... Would you will it, you may ride the Elf-Verse to our Halls. An azure radiance appears before you, >Peredhil Halls (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=630369#post630369)< roaring Blue Fires, with seven Silver Glyphs burning in Silver Incandescence at the perimeter of the Fires these Fires will not burn thee....but hurray, I can only keep them open for a short while OoC: OK fantastic everybody!!!!! It's just fantastic... the URL is where we half-elves hold Private Council....maybe Kevmann & co will assault the halls - at some future juncture - or surprise us.... I'm replicating the structure we had at Races (one thread for one Zone - I'm imagining that Pnatemul should have its very own thread...and the Grimclaw Thread...i.e. this one...is the Battle Field, or game epicentre.......or The Portal.....where we converge for all sorts of reasons.... An 'Interlace Game'....(many threads one overarching game)... cheers sil
Kevmann 07-01-03, 12:09 AM	OOC: Yes, I may be creating a second thread for Ok' Pnatemul, but I may keep it a secret. The humans continue, soon they reach the edge of the valley as more humans come in from other worlds, the town becomes a city, which becomes a metropolis. The eight dracoliches stand in defense of the main city. Industry grows, people settle in, the forest is being harvested for fires, buildings, weapons, as is the mountain near the valley. But... the humans do not stop coming, the valley is reaching the maximum amount it can hold...
Silmarien Aldalome 07-01-03, 12:24 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann OOC: Yes, I may be creating a second thread for Ok' Pnatemul, but I may keep it a secret. *rubs hands together* *hoots in anticipation* 'secret' in game you mean *cheeky smile* The humans continue, soon they reach the edge of the valley as more humans come in from other worlds, the town becomes a city, which becomes a metropolis. The eight dracoliches stand in defense of the main city. Industry grows, people settle in, the forest is being harvested for fires, buildings, weapons, as is the mountain near the valley. But... the humans do not stop coming, the valley is reaching the maximum amount it can hold... ....the Forest Spirit watches on enraged....and the Peredhil mourn..
Riggoras_44 07-01-03, 12:29 AM	"Do not be foolish, Half-Orc, to believe we aren't ready for your attacks or your servants' magic. On the other hand, maybe you will wake up one morning and find your militants dead, your dragon allies murdered, and your fortress on fire, under the attack of our invincible forces. As for I, I am already clad in mighty armor, sweet fruit of my adventures through this untame land. Your pride and confidence will be your undoing, if you believe they will protect you from my wondrous Orcbane artifacts."
Kevmann 07-01-03, 04:06 AM	OOC: The black citadel thread has been formed HERE (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=53373) but as of right now, only two people have in character posting rights. Me and Riggoras_44. Now it is time for some real bad stuff to go down!
Kevmann 07-01-03, 04:31 AM	The black armored figure comes out of his temple, and his voice echo's across the lands, "Great elves, half-elves, and half-orcs of the land! Listen to me, I wish to make a temporary truce with you, to stop all hostilities for the time being, untill our peoples have a good foothold on the land, and untill we are thriving. So what say you will you offer up a truce, for the time being, for the sake of our peoples? To mark the occasion, we shall have the traditional gift-giving cerimony were each race can request a single item of value from the other races. Then, the gifts are given in good faith to the other race, and the truce is sealed. What say you?"
Silmarien Aldalome 07-01-03, 06:02 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann The black armored figure comes out of his temple, and his voice echo's across the lands, "Great elves, half-elves, and half-orcs of the land! Listen to me, I wish to make a temporary truce with you, to stop all hostilities for the time being, untill our peoples have a good foothold on the land, and untill we are thriving. So what say you will you offer up a truce, for the time being, for the sake of our peoples? To mark the occasion, we shall have the traditional gift-giving cerimony were each race can request a single item of value from the other races. Then, the gifts are given in good faith to the other race, and the truce is sealed. What say you?" In the Peredhil Halls far away, the echoes of Kevmann's Intonations reverberate down through the Portal opened by the Elf-Verse - whence Tigernach stepped through only short hours earlier....Kevmann's words shatter some of the Earthernware objects that adorn the Peredhil Halls. Silmarien winces - and exchanges a glance with Tigernach and Tanrinia. The stoic faces of the Half-Elves do not reveal much - but Silmarien's Aura flares to life. The cadences of the Elf-Verse shift and become shrill momentarily. Silmarien articulates one Arcane Aspect and is immolated in blue radiance. Her staff explodes to life, and all the runes on her cloak are incandescent from mental exertion - then she appears - *right before the Interdicts around Pnatemul* "You know who I really Am. My presence resonates with your Life Force - Man of The Planes - and verily, we are One as are All that Live. Ultimately, your Beauty is in the Image of Creation - just as the Elves would have it. For Life knows Life, and though you summon Unlife and Ruin all around you - your Soul remains Mortal. But a Truce? Come Usurper - do you take me for a fool? If thou woudst truly wish for a Truce, then more than just your words are needed. For though you Sing with Creation - you Forget your Higher Self, and would Deceive. So, what token wouldst thou offer Us - the Peredhil? Thence I would take this news to mine kin, and thence give it consideration. But, ere this Be so, you must Accept my Geas!" Suddenly, her form seems to grow in height before your eyes, and the Rune-Staff radiates brilliant Light.... Do you accept my terms? Her voice reverberates throughout the Land.......for if you would - take this *puts brightly glowing Token in front of you* we will consider your Treaty. But not until this act is fulfilled by thee... Silmarien's aura amplifies, and then she vanishes - as suddenly as she arrived - and on the Winds you hear the Elf-Verse .....as it fades....
Kevmann 07-01-03, 06:10 AM	"Nay, I do not accept your terms. You may request an item, as I can request one from you, but it must be an item, I shall not accept your spell."
Silmarien Aldalome 07-01-03, 07:42 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann "Nay, I do not accept your terms. You may request an item, as I can request one from you, but it must be an item, I shall not accept your spell." ....WHAT do you offer - the Elf-Verse becomes sombre, and intonates with many of the minor chords....in 3-3 tempo rather than 4-4 of the more familiar sounds....
Kevmann 07-01-03, 09:54 AM	"I have no idea what an elf might want... if you know not, then elves are less wise then I thought. If you wish me to pick your gift, you must give me time.
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-01-03, 11:13 AM	A figure appears atop the walls of the mountain fortress. The eye shines bright as magic flows through it. A shadow of the green wonder appears before Kevmann. You wish us to allow you time? So you may grow and thrive upon this land? I do not see how this would be an intelligent move for us to make. The humans growing stronger here is not something that would assist us. So why then should I accept your terms?
Riggoras_44 07-01-03, 05:28 PM	It would be wise to accept our terms because we are disposed to prove our good will. Soon the boss himself will show you his good faith.
Spellfire agogo 07-01-03, 07:21 PM	A small foppish man in dark silks approaches the gates of Ok' Pnatemuls inner sanctum and finds his way barred by several creatures of hellish descent. They inform him that entrance will only be granted to Kevmann and Riggoras. His steely gaze flicks over the largest of the devils, " One of you lackeys deliver this message to Kevmann the Black." He pauses to adjust his cuffs. "I have been sent. The wizard in blue had no stomach for your masters work, so a replacement was sought to represent him and his love for his species. You may call me Hunter." There is a blur; a slight sense of movement and the two erynies behind him fold slowly to the ground, gaping holes in their chests. He stares at the two dripping hearts in his hands, "You know? All the clerics I ever met told me these would be considerably smaller... and blacker. Hmmm, strange no?" He shrugs and, dropping the crushed, purple organs to the ground, pulls a silk handkerchief from his cuff and cleans his hands, all the while staring at the remaining devils. "Well?"
Kevmann 07-01-03, 09:28 PM	"Spellfire! It is excelent to see you have made it here, I shall immediatly allow the guards to allow you entrance. I am sure that you can catch yourself up on the subject. We are trying to make a temporary truce with the other races so that all of our kinds can grow before any more hostilities commence, if ever." OOC: Spellfire Agogo, you have been added to the list at the black citadel, I am glad to see you here!
Kevmann 07-01-03, 09:37 PM	Originally posted by Orcy The Green Wonder A figure appears atop the walls of the mountain fortress. The eye shines bright as magic flows through it. A shadow of the green wonder appears before Kevmann. You wish us to allow you time? So you may grow and thrive upon this land? I do not see how this would be an intelligent move for us to make. The humans growing stronger here is not something that would assist us. So why then should I accept your terms? "You need time as well, good orc, your peoples need time as well, for you are just recently here as well! The truce is only temporary, if that is what you are worried about. And I offer you an item that you choose I have as a token of our truce, just as I can accept an item of my choice from you!" The humans continue to build, soon, a permiter stone wall is built, and human sentries begin guarding it. But the humans continue to spread, and go outside of the walls, and beggin setling up right agains the forest and the mountain. The city itself grows upward, and becomes more and more populated. More people go to the dark citadel, to become acolytes. And yet, people continue to come in through the portal.
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-01-03, 10:53 PM	What is it you would want from me and my people Kevmann? I cannot assure you that it will be given, for I am not a tyrant, and none are my slaves. What is theirs, is theirs. Now I ask you, what is it you wish for so that this, Here the Green Wonder spits, truce of yours will take place? Once again, I promise you nothing. But I will hear your words first, before denying your request, or if it is reasonable, accepting. But I warn you Kevmann, do not toy with me, I am not a patient man.
Kevmann 07-01-03, 11:00 PM	"Very well, I shall tell what I request in this, as peace offering... From the orcs, I wish to have a single egg of a silver dragon, and from the elves, a leaf from both the silver and golden trees they posess. In return, you may indeed ask for an item that I have, in return."
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-01-03, 11:04 PM	An egg from a silver dragon? I assure you they will refuse that request full heartedly. After witnessing what you did to the red wyrms they will never allow you one of their eggs. I am sorry but that request cannot be granted, despite the fact it would bring a truce, I am not about to give you an egg. Nor would any of the dragons be willing to do so. If you insist I shall go and ask them, but I will return with the same answer most likely. This request, is too much.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-01-03, 11:35 PM	Originally posted by Spellfire agogo A small foppish man in dark silks approaches the gates of Ok' Pnatemuls inner sanctum and finds his way barred by several creatures of hellish descent. They inform him that entrance will only be granted to Kevmann and Riggoras. His steely gaze flicks over the largest of the devils, " One of you lackeys deliver this message to Kevmann the Black." He pauses to adjust his cuffs. "I have been sent. The wizard in blue had no stomach for your masters work, so a replacement was sought to represent him and his love for his species. You may call me Hunter." There is a blur; a slight sense of movement and the two erynies behind him fold slowly to the ground, gaping holes in their chests. He stares at the two dripping hearts in his hands, "You know? All the clerics I ever met told me these would be considerably smaller... and blacker. Hmmm, strange no?" He shrugs and, dropping the crushed, purple organs to the ground, pulls a silk handkerchief from his cuff and cleans his hands, all the while staring at the remaining devils. "Well?" .........the Elf-Verse shifts in tempo and quality - and there are the sounds of awe in the Verse...... Heart Render - Life Ender Walks into Dark's Sanctum Defies Interdicts of Darkness Hunter's Count of Dark Hearts Spilling The winds rush over Pnatemul - wild and unchecked. For just a moment, a star shines through the deep canopy of dark clouds overhead, and its silver light Graces the defiled lands all about Pnatemul. Back in the Peredhil Halls - the Half-Elves gather, and a Dweomer is mounting. But, as yet, there is no word from the Elves from Formeno Naure - the Great Northern Flame and the Ost-In-Edhel -- Citadel of the Elves.
Riggoras_44 07-01-03, 11:55 PM	Your dragon allies shall have full proof of our willingness to make a truce and to humbly incline ourselves to them. To back up my words, Kabel Von Drache, I have been allowed by Kevmann to offer you a Humanbane weapon, so we are in disadvantage against you if we ever force openwar against the half-orcs. All we ask for the ensuing centuries of peace and this wondrous artifact is a single egg from a dragon. We'll both make sacrifices in this truce.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-01-03, 11:58 PM	Originally posted by Kevmann OOC: The black citadel thread has been formed HERE (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=53373) but as of right now, only two people have in character posting rights. Me and Riggoras_44. Now it is time for some real bad stuff to go down! OoC: OMG - COOLNESS - VERY! Can't Wait ...... MORE MORE they cried.....
Riggoras_44 07-02-03, 12:02 AM	Silmarien Aldalome of the Peredhil nobles, you neither shall have to go into a costly war against Ok' Pnatemul. As the single guarantee for our truce, we only ask you to part with a leaf of each of the two sacred trees of Peredhil. In exchange, the humans will send you their own gift, a mastercrafted fine sword forged from Edheldin, the pure and glowing metal so loved by the Elven folk. We have a truehearted will to arrive at this truce, so we can avoid an innecesary carnage.
Kevmann 07-02-03, 12:20 AM	"I am sure that your dragons should be quite happy, for we killed their most hated enemy, the red dragons. We have erased their seed from ever being spread amongst other dragons, for that, the silver dragons should rejoice. A single egg is all I ask, it is not much, and I think it good trade for what we have to offer."
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-02-03, 11:35 AM	You may have killed them but you have made them a mockery of dragon kind. An insult to the living, as you do with the bodies of men. I will speak with the dragons but once again I guarantee nothing to you. The shadow of the green wonder disappears and the figure is gone from the walls of the fortress. The eye still shines, watching the fields below and its gaze burns into all humans who look upon it. Peering into their homes, and into all that they do.
Kevmann 07-02-03, 09:05 PM	"Very well, and what say you good elves, do you agree to give me a leaf from both your silver and golden trees as a token of piece, do you accept Riggoras's offer of an item in return?"
Silmarien Aldalome 07-03-03, 12:54 AM	OoC: OK - my apologies people's I've just spent several hours compiling a sound, evidence-based argument to 'save the Foundations' at races. On 22nd June, at MetaBoards, a post went up by Moderator requesting feedback from members about the Foundations. I've done my best to protect those threads at the Races boards.....now....back to (this most excellent) narrative...and RolePlay board - and THANK GOD for this space here! It is sacred - we must promise each other to never go into 'flaming' mode where we lose sight of the fact that we are having fun......the other boards - being non-role play, are strewn with all sorts of conflicting views. But game-play is game-play and lots and lots of fun. I just want to say how much I appreciate your good-will. Thanx guys. One more point - I haven't viewed the Pnatemul thread in regards to your request for Tree Leaves...because I deliberately want to make this more exciting.....by 'not knowing'.... ....Silmarien's demeanour hardens and her face assumes the aspect of resolute stone. She receives Word from the Dark Ones - she is at some inner conflict in regards to the most recent developments in the OneLand. Her Human side is not unsympathetic to the seemingly banal request for the Humans for 'living room'....the Seducers appeal to her power-drive, and truly, some part of her recognises the great potential of humanity, and its vast energy. The inner dialogue is conflicted, discordant - and this sends ripples into the Elf-Verse - the Ever Present Interweave, and Voice of Life - clearly audible to Elves and Half-Elves. There is a sharp confluence of major and minor chords - the sound of random hands striking piano, intermixed with chaotic stringed instruments and wayward trombones. They speak of Peace and Homage Paid The Power Great and Wondrous Age A vast Foundation - beautific Human More Great than Gold more Might than gods Who needs the Life of Nature's Call Why bother struggle to save the Fold For what is wrong with Power's Scope? And why should not the Humans Take? Another shift in the Elf-Verse...melodic cadences and potent intermingling of symphony and verse Silmarien's Staff flares to Life, her eyes suddenly fey, tall and Proud as Men, but Gentle as all Elvendom. The Hallmark of the Half-Elven Synergy - She is One now not Two beings...... She suddenly stands forth - and again, strikes staff heel on stone. Incandescence flares out across the Land. "I AM ASHAMED" radiates into the Aether in deafening wave. Shame, hot and potent - from the inner knowledge of Temptation. The Half-Elven Paradox - she is both and neither. She Understands Shame - shame black and cruel, the jeers of humiliation, the Isolation of the Half-Elven. She remembers tauntings from childhood - the Elves who jeered and saw repugnance in her form. The Humans who rejected her....she wavers....her voice falters again.... They Love Me Not My People Cruel Both Elves and Men No place for Me But again, the Elf-Verse is restored to melody - Silmarien remembers the touch of her mother's love, the warm embrace of Kindness, and her father's kind words - lullaby and soothing. My Darling Child And Beauty Bright No Different to Both Day and Night Enjoined - belonging Fear not the Longing For Time and Healing Bring Peace to Being... The Elf-Verse solidifies into steely, potency - and draws on the Land's Life - and Returns Life back to the Land. Both and Neither - Half-Elven paradox....Silmarien Extends the Elf-Verse and propels a Sending to Riggoras and Kevmann.... "....Kevmann - Riggoras - you bespake the Peredhil about a request for access to the Two Trees. Those bows are Sacred - imbued with the Essence of the Land. We are their Custodians - the Holy Trees of Gold and Silver - the very Life of the OneLand. YOU SHALL NOT TAINT THOSE BOUGHS WITH NECROMANTIC SHADOW MAGIC....I WILL NOT SUFFER THIS DESECRATION AND ABOMINATION....her shame, now the source of her Power - for shame is also power - another Paradox, the domain of the Half-Elven... For Shame and Redemption are Twins - the Both and Neither of Life.... ...YOU WOULD SEDUCE ME TO DARKNESS...THIS 'SWORD'....rocks, pottery, glass explode in the environs around Pnatemul - near the Sending's epicentre. The Undead cower - as Azure Incandescence momentarily penetrates the Interdicts of Pnatemul - the Elf Verse imponderably Immense - Amplified by the Half-Elven Synergy of Paradox.... ...WHAT IS THIS 'SWORD'....WHAT BANES HAVE YOU INFUSED IN THIS WEAPON? D-O Y-O-U T-R-U-L-Y S-E-E-K P-E-A-C-E!! Ward and Beware - when I am Ashamed, none can withstand WWWWAAAAARRRRRDDDDDD AAANNNDDDD BBBBEEEEWWWWAAAAREEEE ....DDDOOOO NNNNOOOOTTTT TTEEEMMPPPTTT MMMEEEE!!!!!!! An explosion erupts from the grounds of Pnatemul, and Azure radiance momentarily emerges from the grounds....before again fading, as the Interdicts around Pnatemul re-assert control..... Silmarien's shame is spent - she is mortal again, and the Elf-Verse is restored to melody and healing........ Peace and Being Isness Dreaming Both & Neither All Belonging Half-Elven Paradox Know its Purpose Unchained and Vivid The Potent Purpose...
Kevmann 07-03-03, 01:28 AM	Kevmann, omoniously shrouded in darknesss, listens to her call. Then from his own mouth, the darkness spews fourth as his normaly cool and calm voice, normaly lurking and deep, always in the back of your mind, explodes outward with force, the darkness around the Dark Citadel seems to increase, and his voice seems increased a thousand times fold by the screams of millions of unseen people... HOW DARE YOU, I SPEAK WITH PEACE, YOU YOU SEND THIS MOCKERY TO DISRUPT OUR PEOPLE. *he seems to calm visibly* You may have reason to distrust me, but I give you my word, these blades we offer you are true, use your most powerful magic upon them, for they are exactly what I tell you they are. They are blade, near almost artifacts, of great power. Given with the exceptional power to slay those of humankind. They are good against all creatures, but excelent against humans. Why would we give you such a prize? Because not only do we wish temporary peace with you, but also because the weapons do not sit well in human controll. We do not wish to corrupt your "trees" that you deem so holy, all we wish is of a single leaf from each of them. It is a small thing to ask for, and a small thing to deliver. We give you blades in good favor, and we wish items back as well. We all give something of great value, it is to secure our peace that we do so! Life is life, I ask on behaf of the humans of this world for peace. I ask that the humans be given a chance to live in peace, to secure themselves. So if you wish to start a war, that they will be able to defend themselves against your attack. So I ask again, will we give mutual trust to forge this truce of peace? Or must we be beholden to early bloodshed?
Silmarien Aldalome 07-03-03, 02:02 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann Kevmann, omoniously shrouded in darknesss, listens to her call. Then from his own mouth, the darkness spews fourth as his normaly cool and calm voice, normaly lurking and deep, always in the back of your mind, explodes outward with force, the darkness around the Dark Citadel seems to increase, and his voice seems increased a thousand times fold by the screams of millions of unseen people... HOW DARE YOU, I SPEAK WITH PEACE, YOU YOU SEND THIS MOCKERY TO DISRUPT OUR PEOPLE. *he seems to calm visibly* You may have reason to distrust me, but I give you my word, these blades we offer you are true, use your most powerful magic upon them, for they are exactly what I tell you they are. They are blade, near almost artifacts, of great power. Given with the exceptional power to slay those of humankind. They are good against all creatures, but excelent against humans. Why would we give you such a prize? Because not only do we wish temporary peace with you, but also because the weapons do not sit well in human controll. We do not wish to corrupt your "trees" that you deem so holy, all we wish is of a single leaf from each of them. It is a small thing to ask for, and a small thing to deliver. We give you blades in good favor, and we wish items back as well. We all give something of great value, it is to secure our peace that we do so! Life is life, I ask on behaf of the humans of this world for peace. I ask that the humans be given a chance to live in peace, to secure themselves. So if you wish to start a war, that they will be able to defend themselves against your attack. So I ask again, will we give mutual trust to forge this truce of peace? Or must we be beholden to early bloodshed? Silmarien cannot again use a Sending without great risk to herself - today, her Shame, so potent and vast, has exhausted her resources. The Half-Elven cannot wantonly 'feel shame' - the well spring of Paradoxical Power - but her Enemies know now, that to Trigger Peredhil Shame is to put themselves at immense risk. When the Peredhil Suffer Shame, they either submit to Darkness, and cause devastating ruin before consuming themselves - an Unholy Desecration - or Master the Shame, and in so - can achieve the Unimaginable. For again, Shame and Redemption are Twins, and to the Half-Elven a source of immeasurable Potency - so vast, that even the Foundations of the Earth can be put at risk. In Ancient Lore, the Elves have known this, and far far away in Formeno Naure (OoC: I'm going to Invite Deepwood to start an Elven Thread)..the Great Ost-In-Edhel, the Elves fear the Peredhil for this Unpredictability in the Half-Elven Synergy. And although many millenia have passed since the Great Rending, and Expulsion of Darkness, the Elves, to this very day are suspicious of the Half-Elven. Even though the Great Elf Verse is close in Kinship to the Half-Elven Verse, there is much work to be done to Align the Elven and Peredhil Purpose.....Silmarien sighs at this knowing. And truly, she even fears herself sometimes..... But, until she has rested, she cannot Extend Her Will into Pnatemul. But, she hears Kevmann - and instead composes a letter. "...for 'tis a small thing to transport this paper to Pnatemul.....this task I can do before resting..." Dear Riggoras & Kevmann, Ever I perceive a schizm in thine being - now this, then that. Verily, and truly, is there some kinship with mine own. But, *Human* I love Nature, and would strive to protect Nature. And truly, my love of Humanity would seek to extend Solace to Humanity. But, verily, I cannot 'make' any 'man' do this or that, and certainly, i it is beyond my power to render you wish true. For, only by thine own actions, will the Lands suffer the Human Presence. You seek lands, you say - well stride where you would Man of the Planes, and thence see what becomes of thee and thine. The Forest Spirit will not smite thee, if thou hast True Heart. But Truly, our World here is vast. Look hither, behind the Great Mountains. There lies a vast plateau - untreed, and strewn with such a landscape as would awe any living being. There lie great canyons, tundra, rock-scapes, desert, perennial stream, and also volcanoes - both brooding and silent. Seek thee, then humans to populate these lands - where the Elf-Verse extends itself only softly and without clear Voice. Make thee, lands there - and leave the Forested World Here as Ours... Thence, shall we see in time what becomes of the Human Universe. Let us wait to see what schizms develop in thine society. Let us wait to see what the Great Amongst you achieve, seek, want, make. Mayhap - then, some unified purpose will emerge, that defines common purpose. Mayhap not. And, about that sword - my intuition is ward and interdict. I will not take it - let us see how this sword is used by others. Mayhap thou canst find another owner for it. Mayhap then all shall be revealed. And about the trees - The Peredhil shall Commune with them - in Privacy in Peredhil Halls, and we shall return to this Matter at some future juncture. But for now - again - one last Warning. Mine Shame is the very well-spring of Peredhil Unpredictability. Know this well. Until Soon Silmarien PS: To Riggoras - Content art thou - Riggoras as Second? I would bespeak with thee about thine Autonomy and Thine Own Will...For Greater than Second art thou in Potential OoC;) some hints in that one for you to work with....:):):) cheers Sil-Shame-Psycho-rien
Riggoras_44 07-03-03, 02:08 AM	Even disminished in the awe of Silmarien's determination, Riggoras holds the Trilcelle sword in his right hand, offering it to be taken. "The pure, heart-like glow of Edheldin reaches into you. Your elven blood is innately atracted to its fair beauty. The blade is perfect in shape and ornament; and it has incredible power. Even knowing that a single wound with this sword would reap the life force from him, weakening or even killing him, Riggoras doesn't falter. You would gladly hold it in your hands, only for yourself, but you would never reach it. Its bearer won't hand the majestic weapon but for the twin trees' leaves only. Accept this deal, Silmarien, and you shall never be looked with despise again, as you were even among your fair compatriots. You will be one among the humans as if you were all of our kin, and you will rise over us as the hero that prevented the war. Know that living under a dark king doesn't mean living a darkened life, Silmarien. The price you pay for this is nothing for you. What do mortals understand of the real worth of such things? They might as well be nothing; for you, for me, who shall pass away, at least, they are." OOC: Good luck roleplaying! You really think I shouldn't be second? *ambicious look in eyes*
Kevmann 07-03-03, 02:18 AM	"Good Riggoras speaks the truth. We ask for land, but that does not mean that the land we take has to be in the forest, such a plateu is good. But before we go anywere, or accept anything, we must have a truce. For I shall only trust you when such a truce is made. If you do not accept the truce, then war MUST commence, for I will not be able to accept a gift given out of mis-trust, I shall be forced to take it in the benefit of my people. You can prevent war, you can prevent untold death and destruction, all you need do is accept our truce, and trade items as a sign of trust between us. For we put much trust in you to hold such enemies of humanities as these weapons are. Can you not trust us with something equally as valuable? I have named my terms, it is not too much to ask. And remember, just because you accept the blade does not mean you have to use it. In fact, we prefer you do not use it *smirks* for it is a great enemy to us of humanity."
Silmarien Aldalome 07-03-03, 02:21 AM	Dear Riggoras...The quill writes writes of its own accord, in fiery silvery runes, on the finest quality paper in the OneLand. As thou well knowest, this sword seems Fair and Beautiful. As fair as any Ring of Power, and as Magestic as the Greatest of Purpose. But, also, as thou well knowest from Ancient Lore All that is Gold does not Glitter All those who wander are not Lost Seek for the Sword that was Broken In Formeno Naure it Dwells And also....I am no fool, and know that thou knowest well of Ancient Lore The Tempter shall come bearing a Token That well shall resound with seeming Beauty But, well know the Difference betwixt Seemng & Being For Thence shall Redemption Be Found.... Again, let us see who finds your sword 'holy', for it shall not be me who takes it. Again, As Second and Lieutenant art Thou, Proud Man of the Planes. Great and Noble, Mighty Being. Thine Will is Thine Own, and Not Subsumed by The First. An Illusion binds you to Another. Wouldst thou take thine Power Back? Autonomy Calls thee....
Silmarien Aldalome 07-03-03, 02:30 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann "Good Riggoras speaks the truth. We ask for land, but that does not mean that the land we take has to be in the forest, such a plateu is good. But before we go anywere, or accept anything, we must have a truce. For I shall only trust you when such a truce is made. If you do not accept the truce, then war MUST commence, for I will not be able to accept a gift given out of mis-trust, I shall be forced to take it in the benefit of my people. You can prevent war, you can prevent untold death and destruction, all you need do is accept our truce, and trade items as a sign of trust between us. For we put much trust in you to hold such enemies of humanities as these weapons are. Can you not trust us with something equally as valuable? I have named my terms, it is not too much to ask. And remember, just because you accept the blade does not mean you have to use it. In fact, we prefer you do not use it *smirks* for it is a great enemy to us of humanity." ...Kevmann, you appeal to my Vanity - ever the Bane of Men. I have not this power to stay this war that you name. I sense your Fear - that you would be smitten should you cross into the Far Lands beyond the Mountains...but, in this Fear, you see only yourself. For, only those who plan treachery will see treachery in others - ever. The Peredhil cannot master all the One Land in the Far Lands. We, the Forest and the Elves are but three in a land of many players. If you trust yourself, you will march forth - into The Far Lands - thence we shall know each other's Boundaries. With Pnatemul lying at the Very Edge of Human Lands, and Our Forest the Boundary and Far Edge of Peredhil Lands. As for the Elves, there Formeno Naure is far away. And there be many other Undiscovered aspect to the One Land. It is not the time for war, and thou knowest this. We watch thee - and WARD our Shame! Do not try to control Our Shame. You cannot. OoC: Develop Scrying Tools...one amongst many Peredhil Projects....(more surprises in the making...) Cheers Guys!!!!! :bow:
Kevmann 07-03-03, 02:39 AM	"Silmarien Aldalome, I do not like trying to bargin over such far distances, I ask that me and my leutenant Riggoras be invited to your elven hall, Peredhil, so that we may speak face to face in your own land."
Silmarien Aldalome 07-03-03, 02:53 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann "Silmarien Aldalome, I do not like trying to bargin over such far distances, I ask that me and my leutenant Riggoras be invited to your elven hall, Peredhil, so that we may speak face to face in your own land." ...what, to bring shadow magic into our halls? The Two Trees would erupt into Dweomer but.......mayhap we can construct a multi-dimensional space betwixt Light and Darkness - where there lies No Space - where Time, and Magic have no meaning. Where all powers are Void. The Neutral Zone!....I must consult... OoC: Like Romulan/Federation Neutral Zone. OK - have to go collect partner from work....will check e-mails later.... Enjoy until Suddenly guys..... Best To You :bow: Silmarien
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-03-03, 11:39 AM	The red eye flashes and a shadow of the green wonder appears once again before Kevmann. I have spoken to the silver dragons. They deny your request. While it may bring a truce they are not willing to sacrifice the life of one of their own to you. For that is what you are asking of them. Your request is one that I cannot grant, you ask too much for me to give.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-03-03, 11:44 AM	A tall, cloaked elf strides in, his short black hair sticking up in odd places. He wears no armor, only a camoflagued jerkin with matching leggings. At his waist rest two long slender sheathed knives and across his back lays a quiver stuffed to the brim with green feather tipped arrows. In hisleft hand he hold a beatiful, wooden longbow that glows from numerous enchanments. His face is stern and expressionless, yet attrative. AS he wals in, you notice that he makes no noise against the floor. Forgive me, Sil, if I am late. My duties as ranger of the Wildwood keep me busy...
Riggoras_44 07-03-03, 12:01 PM	"Are you frightened of us, fair half-elf? You must overcome your dificulties, if you really desire to deal with us. You must accept our terms, for we are to meet in an equal ground. Allow us passage to the Halls of the Peredhil, so we can easily work out a truce. We will leave our shadowy powers far away from your gates, and only three shall visit your halls: Kevmann, Spellfire agogo, and myself. I hope those terms are not so dificult to take, for the humans living in our valley thrive for expansion on behalf of the thousands of new residents that we get every week, and if we can't work our differences with peace, we will be forced to take what we can. Kabel Von Drache, we can deal our peace with you in the same way and fashion. You surely won't fall back to the idea that the shadow visits you in your own land; for your might alone is ensurance enough. Tell me what you think."
Demon Lightfoot 07-03-03, 12:44 PM	A shimmer...a...glimmer....and a dark-haired, black-clad elf of medium height manifests into being within the Hall. His skin is as fair as fresh cream, his hair stereotypically ravens'-wing black, except for a whitening at the temples. a short black lock partially obscures his left ear, and an elaborate braid, decked with silver and ruby and emerald dangles before the other. A black halfcloak lies over a black tunic of simple yet elegant weave over tight black hose. His face is lean, and bears what some would call uncharacteristic (for an elf, at any rate) lines of care, sorrow and anger, with but a miniscule sign of any softening. It is apparent that he carries not the slightest bit of spare flesh; a thing of sinew, tendon and bone is he. At his wrists are delicate begemmed bracers of mithral, oroth, adamant, uru and orichalc; at this time it is noted even by the casual observer that even for an elf, he is alien, as his hands have but three fingers, plus a thumb, with no sign that ever he had more. There are simple rings upon his fingers including a life-mating bond-band. He seems to bear no weapons, and his manner suggests that he fully believes that he needs none. A Great Horned Owl grips a pad at his shoulder, in apparent owl-y slumber; by his side is a strange beast, at once feline, canine and reptilian, roughly the size of a lion of the veldt; its doglike snout, scaled and spiked hide, crocodilian teeth, claws that sheathe and unsheate themselves, membranous batwing ears and coiling bladed python-like tail mark it as Other, outside the experience of those in the Hall. ''Hullo, Sil, Deepwood'' he says, in low flat tones, pitched just loud enow to hear, ''I gather that the humans are causing trouble again?'' He pauses. ''Typical.'' He stretches out his psyche, coolly noting also the presence of the Green Wonder within his Awaerness. ''Hello, Tall, Green and Dangerous.'' [Edit: Fixed stupid typo.]
Kevmann 07-03-03, 02:30 PM	"You see! More allies of yours trickle in, what is one leaf off of each of your trees of life! Surely none would miss them, and such a prize I have in offer of your return. Do you wish to see it, this sword I offer you? And to you Orcy, a great price needs a great price. I am sure that an egg from your silver dragons is a thing of great value, and is precious. But this blade I offer you is just as precious, for we do fear them in a way. In the hands of one who wishes ill to humans, its true power comes forth. If your silver dragons want something in particular in return for their great loss, I give whatever I can. And of course, they have my word that I will insure that this dragon hatches is good health! Remember what is at stake here, a bright future with peace, or the begginings of a horrible war. We fear not eather one, but I wish for peace, for the sake of my people."
Demon Lightfoot 07-03-03, 02:51 PM	Levels and stats for Lightfoot- It's official, his 3.25e levels are: 15 Wizard 2 Archmage 2 Ranger 8 Rogue We don't use Epic per se in our home campagns. Left this out of his physical description: His eyes are coldly blue, a sort of dark teal/gunmetal color, like the steel-hard compacted ice at the base of a glacier, but they pale around the edges to several shades lighter. He scowls reflexively or adopts a completely neutral expression; there is no hint of mirthfulness about him. His movements are spare and economical, ever under his absolute control, nothing rushed or hurried. ''Sil, this one is less-than trustworthy; give in to his temptational blandishments, and many, not the least of whom shall be yourself, shall rue the day. I'd sooner believe that an illithid has given up brains than heed this one's words.'' Oh, yeah, he's as blunt as a solid right from Iron Mike Tyson.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-03-03, 03:14 PM	Hold your tonuge, Kevmann! Do not meddle in policies of which you do not understand. Nadorhuan Deepwood turns to Sil, Milady, I have come across many leagues to give my aid to you against evil, he says, glancing at Kevmann I swear to you, I wil not let the halls of Peredhil fall, not while elven blood coruses througth my veins.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-03-03, 03:24 PM	OOC:Curse these double posts...
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-03-03, 04:33 PM	Kevmann, I dont believe you understand me. Would you ask your people to give one of their children to one who is known to do evil? I would not, and neither will the silver dragons that lair with me. They do not trust you and would not give one of their own even to a friend, lest there was no other choice. As for entering my halls, Riggoras, that will not be allowed. Not in these times anyway. I will allow you to come to my lands but we shall meet at the fallen mountaintop. That is as close as I would have you at this time. You have earned no respect from me yet human. Decide upon something else you would wish from us. The egg will not be given.
Riggoras_44 07-03-03, 11:15 PM	"Ah, the typical Elven aptitude, Lightfoot and Elven Archer. Mistrusting and with little in the cognocitive department. If you will, this negotiation will better be left away from the hands of ones who would rather have their kin slaughtered than not strike back when spit in the shoe, such as yourself." Ranger Elves hold little to themselves in negotiations. Stand back before one of your imprudences have effect on your whole brethren. Silmarien alone knows all the implications of this stressing matter." As for you, Silmarien, you should know well that humanity would not hold responsible for the wielding of these weapons any of your full-blooded kin. It would be a sorry thing if, taken away in their vanity, they wielded this sword against us without any provocation, and we had to... kill them. No! We want it to be you who bears this sword, and in exchange we only ask for two leaves of the eternal trees, and peace to be had between our countries. You should not seek only the lore of your ancients, for at some point, every prophecy, every predication simply shatter. You will soon discover it, young one; and you may too see, well in the depth of my eyes, that I too am wise, and so far beyond your imagination."
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-03-03, 11:27 PM	Originally posted by Riggoras_44 "Ah, the typical Elven aptitude, Lightfoot and Elven Archer. Mistrusting and with little in the cognocitive department. If you will, this negotiation will better be left away from the hands of ones who would rather have their kin slaughtered than not strike back when spit in the shoe, such as yourself." Hold your tonuge, human goblin span, or I shall cut it from your posion mouth!
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-03-03, 11:40 PM	Deepwood turns to Orcy Hail Green One. 'Tis a mighty pleasure to see you again, what with the dangers that are unfolding. I commend you for your honor in the incident with the egg. That was very noble of you.
Riggoras_44 07-03-03, 11:42 PM	Hold your tonuge, human goblin span, or I shall cut it from your posion mouth! "See? This reaction is just as I had told. It is more than obvious that the rangers, however brave, don't have the mettle to lead their own people, for their decisions are based on mere compulsions. You don't even know the danger you face as you speak those words. Cut my tongue? Tough I don't wish, for your better fare, that you try, you might learn a little bit about my powers if you do so. You are courageous indeed, Deep Wood Elven Archer, but that could be as well foolishness, for you have not the least idea of the power you're seeing right now. Stand back, and solve your emotional elven impulses before you come to our negotiation ever again."
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-03-03, 11:51 PM	I commend you for your attempt, Riggoras, yet, I am not so easily swayed. Deepwood draws up a long sharp, elven knife from his side. Do you see this knife, coward? This is Edanmoka, the human bane. This knife could be your undoing, and it shall be, if you keep up these vile games of you are your dark master. My lifespan far succeds your own, master human, and I have fought in wars that were far worse than the one you are mongering in your dark tower of Ok'Pnatemul. Yes, I known of your vile stronghold. My rangers have long spied out your lands, ever sinse we met. I know not what balck evil you conjure with that fortress, but when it comes forth, I shall be raedy. I do not fear you, nor do my companions, Orcy or Sil. Go back to your keep and tell that to your master. He puts his knife away.
Kevmann 07-04-03, 04:29 AM	The black figure completly ignores Deepwood Archer, and turns to Sil, "Ahem, before some of your other... kin... destroy the peace we are trying hard to create, I further wish to speak to you of the truce. Have you come to a desicion, I want something precious of yours, two leaves are precious, but hardly powerful. The blades I offer you are both precious and powerful, it is an equal trade. I do not have to even get near your trees, as long as I have a single leaf from either one of them. It is precious, I agree, otherwise I would not ask for it, but in order for any truce to work, sacrafice on all parts must be the first step."
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-04-03, 11:40 AM	If there is no more need for speaking I shall return to my castle. Send a messanger if you wish to speak again, or if you have another request. As it stands I cannot accept your request as I have said. Deepwood, be careful with your words, though they are human they are tricky. I know this, even if they will not admit it. Sil, know the same, that these men have a use for everything they do. I know not why they want the leaves, for my eye cannot peirce the darkness... yet. But be careful, I do not wish to see more evils befall the lands. With that the sadow of the green wonder disappears, the eye flashes, and continues to watch. Knowing well what occurs at this meeting of leaders.
Demon Lightfoot 07-04-03, 02:28 PM	''Typical Elven attitude?'' The dark-clad elf's expression is unreadable. ''Riggoras, you have no idea how far from the mark your barb has flown, but I thank you for it anyway, lackey. I am no prancing dancing daisy-dandling carefree careless woodlands near-fey with an inordinate sense of entitlement.'' The beast at his side snarls, and he quiets it with an almost imperceptible gesture. ''I know Darkness and am unafraid of the things that slither within its environs. Have a care, underling, for I would strike off the head of any, be they Man, Dwarf, Orc or Elf should they plot against my kind within the darkened Halls of the Damned.'' His tone is contemptuous. ''Do not waste my time with your idle treats, lickspittle.'' His Awareness narrows to Silmarien alone. ''Silmarien, what you choose do in this matter is up to you; I have come here only because my far-scrying alerted me to a Realm, here, where elven-bloods and others not entrenched in Darkness stand at the bleak edge of a blackened knife, wielded by an evil and iron hand. If my counsel is un-needed or unwanted, the people whom I serve have need of my Arm and Art; loath am I to stay where I am unheeded and unwelcome.'' He turns his Awareness to Kevmann: ''You are an oily one, 'Metal-Trousers', but 'twould be best for all if you ceased your threats and importunings, took your Jester in tow and led your followers away. Far away. Whatever foul plots you have hatching, violator of the dead, shall have to go unfledged.''
Silmarien Aldalome 07-04-03, 10:43 PM	OoC: G'Day everyone - :bow: - it has been 24 hours since my last post (dammit) - and then only two yesterday - had to make that greenback stuff (money) - to keep the Repo People (i.e. real-world D&D Rogues) from nabbing us :) - DEEPWOOD - ORCY - DEMON LIGHTFOOT - A HUGE WELCOME :cool: - Riggoras - Kevmann - good (baddies) - we need more ORCS/FELL THINGS in the Land.....um, Drow Foundation? Need to workshop this, and think of some ideas....in mean time. :bow: you guys rock. .....now..... There is a Ripple in Unspace....that reverberates through The Peredhil Verse: More Arrivals through the Portal. Since the Breaking of the Law of Dimensions, the OneLand has seen the Arrival of Beings from many Multiverses. Not only humans and Darklings, but by some mysterious purpose, Beings of Light also. The Peredhil Song of Life is both Grieved and Uplifted For Each New Birth A Light on Earth And also Grief so Vast and deep, For Darkness then Is Twin to Light Without the One, no Other Is The Here and There Both Is and Not And This and That Of High and Low What Journey Then Unfolds Today Which Way will Lean the Land's of Men OoC: have several more posts coming ---- there's cool info in threads above :) :bow:
Silmarien Aldalome 07-04-03, 10:56 PM	...the Voice of Kevmann and Riggoras - crosses the Interdicts between Pnatemul and The Great Forest. The Forest Spirit is powerless to prevent the Mental Sendings between the Folk of the Land. But She is raised to Ire by the fellness of the Dark Voice.... A pair of furious eyes coalesce at the Boundaries of the Forest, and bespy the vast Darkness of Pnatemul - only half a league away at most. They see the eruption of black vomit from the Earth, and see the shapes of vast ugly metal machines digging, rending, burning the Earth. Undead Spirits commune with Shadow Magic, and ungodly wailings spill from Pnatemul. Blood spills into the streets. Waste, refuse, stench. Poison to the Land. The Furious Eyes send a blast of Green Viriditas into Pnatemul. Green Striks Black. There is a corrucation of Forces as each stives to master the other. Green infuses Black, Black strikes back. Green explodes in Forest Rage, and the night sky is lit up as the Striving continues. But, the Forest Spirit is extending past its limits. It cannot penetrate the Shadow Magic of Pnatemul. And Blackness cannot defeat Green in this Battle. It is not the time for these strivings. The Forest Spirit rescinds its assault.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-04-03, 11:11 PM	Deepwood turns to Kevmann. Master Human, pray tel me what use two simple leaves are to one so great and powerful? His voice drips with sarcasim.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-04-03, 11:26 PM	...Kevmann, Riggoras - know the the Legends of the Vampires? That, harm can only come to one, if a Vampire is invited inside. My flesh feels a deep threat, within the core of my being. Your presence would pervert the Peredhil. You would seduce us and lead us into Darkness. Far away in Peredhil Halls, the Half-Elven are deep in Council with Deepwood, and there is a great work begun. Seeing Stones - great round orbs of mystery and wonder are being brought to Life - Scrying Devices. The Half-Elves hope to penetrate the Interdicts of Pnatemul with the Stones, and to stay one step ahead of the Darkness. [/I] OoC: I actually still haven't read Pnatemul - for surprise's sake.......but, let you know that we shall ...try soon.... :cool:
Silmarien Aldalome 07-04-03, 11:38 PM	Originally posted by Demon Lightfoot ''Typical Elven attitude?'' The dark-clad elf's expression is unreadable. ''Riggoras, you have no idea how far from the mark your barb has flown, but I thank you for it anyway, lackey. I am no prancing dancing daisy-dandling carefree careless woodlands near-fey with an inordinate sense of entitlement.'' The beast at his side snarls, and he quiets it with an almost imperceptible gesture. ''I know Darkness and am unafraid of the things that slither within its environs. Have a care, underling, for I would strike off the head of any, be they Man, Dwarf, Orc or Elf should they plot against my kind within the darkened Halls of the Damned.'' His tone is contemptuous. ''Do not waste my time with your idle treats, lickspittle.'' His Awareness narrows to Silmarien alone. ''Silmarien, what you choose do in this matter is up to you; I have come here only because my far-scrying alerted me to a Realm, here, where elven-bloods and others not entrenched in Darkness stand at the bleak edge of a blackened knife, wielded by an evil and iron hand. If my counsel is un-needed or unwanted, the people whom I serve have need of my Arm and Art; loath am I to stay where I am unheeded and unwelcome.'' He turns his Awareness to Kevmann: ''You are an oily one, 'Metal-Trousers', but 'twould be best for all if you ceased your threats and importunings, took your Jester in tow and led your followers away. Far away. Whatever foul plots you have hatching, violator of the dead, shall have to go unfledged.'' The cadences in the Elf-Verse soften and become melodic and welcoming.... "Demon Lightfoot - you are with us Here Now. In this Voice you are Mirror to Life. And in your Being a Great Healing. You are One with the All. You find your way to Us because this was Decreed in the Great Tome of Elvendom - from Antiquity. Ever timely is the Arrival of the Land's Heroes. Great is your mein, noble your Purpose. We would have you engage us in Council at the Peredhil Halls, where Deepwood now stands - He will away back to the Formeno Naure - but we know naught of thine Purpose....COME if it would please you only. Your Pride is yours to Master and Own, and we would Honour that..." There is a sudden crescendo in the Elf-Verse and Blue Fires open in front of you - a great Azure Dweomer - with seven Incandescent Silver Glyphs at the perimeter appears before you - a Great Gate >Peredhil Halls (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=663941#post663941)<. Silmarien says "..step through...no harm will come to thee...the Elf-Verse burns to ash only those of fell heart..."
Silmarien Aldalome 07-04-03, 11:49 PM	OoC: I've got an idea guys....I think people can have more than one Login name at Wizards. Everyone - I'd invite you guys to create a second account - and we should try to trick each other!!!! I'm going to look into this. Now - remember - if anyone takes offence/harm - by 'betrayal' - we're your friends - and it's only a game - ENJOY - Also, Kevmann/Riggoras - You can post at Peredhil Halls - in 'distance-mode' and can create rules and stuff too. Everyone - it's sorta like Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (remember at the end, where they got control of Future/Past/Now.....and got all 'prescient'...and with your permissions, will post into the Pnatemul Thread in some way..... Cheers Sil... more out of OoC posts coming....
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 12:22 AM	OoC: to 'baddies' if we don't take the bait with one trick - try another. ;) ...the Great Labour continues at Peredhil Halls. Dweomer is summoned, crystal stone polished, Rh'iel is Divined by the Half-Elven clerics..... There is prayer, verse, blue light explodes from the Two Trees and infuses tanscluscent polished crystal with Living Energy...the Scrying Device is ready...... The Half-Elven gather around the Stone - to protect the Scryer from harm. A great Spell is Enacted.....the Half-Elves bend their will and trial the seeing stone. You are in the Airs - high above, and soaring with the eagle. You can also hear - and the winds blow as you about you. It's as if you are actually in the airs, and in charge of your five faculties. You can actually see, hear, touch, taste and smell. Below you, is the OneLand. To the West, the Great Forests - hugging valley, and adorning mountain side. The Forest extends for hundres of leagues. Far far to the West is the ocean - many hundres of leagues and barely visible for the disance. Several great mountain ranges run through the OneLand, there is a vast range to the North that runs East to West - Ephel Formeno - Mountains of the North. And this intersects with another range that runs North to South - the Mounstains of Storm the Ephel Aarn. Your attention moves - Eastwards - ...and there is a sudden stench that assails your nostrils. A great Darkness lies below, and at the Westernd feet of the Ephel Aarn and nigh at the forest's feet. The Citadel of Darkness - Pnaemul - and then further East, vast plateaued landscape, canyons, rock scape and immense vasteness. And striving with Pnatemul, The Great Elven City of The Northern Flame - the Foremno Naure lies nestled at the feet of the Ephel Formeno far far away and the Seven White Elven spires of the City penetrate the forest canopy. Up project the City's Spires - all the way into and through the clouds. There are seven white Towers - shapely, each multi-spired at the peak - and each radiating a colour....Red, then Orange, Yellow, then Green, Blue Indigo and Violet...the city radiates a great dweomer....
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 01:04 AM	OoC: I've given some thought to game structure and some rules. All suggestions for these or new rules welcom. OK: 1. Deepwood made a great suggestion: when it comes time for actual role-play melee/conflict, to use actual dice rolls and PHB (players handbook) tables to guide melee. Kevmann's alternative was a *trust* based system. Quite viable and valid. I suggest a fusion of the two models - because - some *randomness/chaos/unpredictability* will add fun to the game - sometimes 'leaving it to the dice' makes it more scary and fun. a. Defender Request: The Defender sets a DC-check/Savings throw, or Melee roll when they want to. Or a request for 'dice roll'. b. The Attacker must respect the Defender's request. And/Or a. Attacker Request: The Attacker sets a DC-check/Savings throw, or Melee roll when they want to. Or a request for 'dice roll'. b. The Defender must respect the Defender's request. 2. If spells/magic devices are used, that attempt to probe or extend into 'enemy turf' that the thread-owners decide whether these probes/extensions are actually permitted. 3. You may (if possible) have multiple identities, with different login names. You may use these multiple identities to 'attempt treachery' or 'be a spy'. 4. The Race Foundations may be used to create prestige classes, tools that can be trialed at the OneLand. I'd suggest that you deliberately build 'vulnerabilities' in these conctructs tools/strategies, that your 'enemy' can use against you. 5. Subterfuge should make the game more exciting... 6. Would people like to make a 'common login time' when it comes time to actually melee/war time? Sort of like an Internet Campain - where we all converge at important nexuses. Remember - we trust your honesty on your dice rolls. :) Cheers Silmarien
ShoshuroKaigen 07-05-03, 01:36 AM	The man, draped in simple, red monk clothes, looks down at the squabbles between the mortals. He understands but laughs. His face is obscured by a mask over his mouth, created from a cure scorpion. His hair is neatly bound behind his head. He fades in thin air, and appears nearby. He watches, silently, the half-elf and the others. Its so simple. He just stands, like a statue, not affected by the world around him. Seperate from the mortals. He sheds one tear, which fades as it falls to the ground. He misses his homeland, his little brother Dajan, his life, his dear Rokugan. But he is cursed to walk the world aimlessly, with no purpose, cut off from his clan and drifting into madness. All because of that traitorous samurai! He shall die for his treachery! Kaigen twitches but calms himself down. He sighs and looks back to the others, wondering if they will notice him.
Kevmann 07-05-03, 01:41 AM	OOC: I like this, and of course have been doing these things all along. But I think we do not need dice rolls, because most people know when they want there character to be hit or to fail a spell or something when it is most climactic. I am pretty sure that no-one will abuse the system by saying there character always hits and stuff like that. But there is a good way to solve this!!! One good rule to do in situations like this is to speak an action and let the person decided what happens. Example: Kevmann: I draw gods bane, and it seems to quiver with eagerness to draw blood from its enemies. Kevmann moves in a blur and stabs at Sil, going for the heart. Sil: A tune fills the room, as Sil sees the attack, she dances with the music to dodge the blow. But Kevmann is quicker then she realized, and a glancing blow hits her arm. For a moment she feels the draw as blood rushes into the blade, but then it is gone as she dances away. In retaliation, she sings loudly that the entire hall shakes, and sends a great flow of sonic energy flying at Kevmann. Kevmann: Kevmann goes back, and waves his hand to bring up a shield against the sonic energy, but the force is great. The shield manages to deflect the majority of the blast, but he flyes backword against the wall, puffing as he hits it full on. But he recovers quickly.... as so on and so forth. You say the action, and the other person will deem what happens, I am sure that everyone wants a fun and clamatic game and it is no fun if your character is all powerful :D
Riggoras_44 07-05-03, 03:14 AM	The Elves' group magic and powerful verses strike the blackened veil of Ok'Pnatemul, and the energies collide with their full magnitude. The protective shield of the fortress is crushed and falters under the heavy strain of magic thrown at it, but, to the dismay of the Elves, it doesn't fall yet. This first attack, tough not harmful in nature, has been the unleash of the war. War... Riggoras tastes the word with enjoyment. It has been such a long time since he fought in a massive conflict. He knows that the time to retaliate will soon be to come, and that the brave Elven protectors will stand in Peredhil and the forest surrounding it, led by the mighty Deepwood Elven Archer. Riggoras feels that his time has come again, and he draws an odd small flask from his pocket. Inside is contained the soul of a warrior, but in an essence unknown to most persons, too shortsighted to understand its true meaning. This warrior is Riggoras himself, but altered by warping magics and different experiences than the one who held the flask. "Long ago, I understood that a simple man cannot be wholy wise and wholy strong at the same time. Through lenghty studies of the essence of the spirit, I discovered a way to alter my self, and become something different, something more than an ordinary human. I have known many minute details of the life and the soul that many personalities who cared only for the greater schemes of life ignored completely. And today, I am able to harness this power, that I once possesed, once again, the power of a mighty warrior that was reborn in my own body. Let the world behold the might that I have kept hidden, as I march for war to slaughter once again in humanity and darkness' name." Riggoras drank the potion within the flask to the last drop; instantly his body was overtaken by a painful transmutation. Every one of his muscles, his very thinking patterns were transformed, stretched to their limit, and adapted themselves for him to become something nobody had imagined him to be as he yelled out suffering in a sea of ephemeral pain; a majestic fighter, with war and bloodlust shining within his eyes. He yielded the Twin Sword-Elfbanes forged out of Orthaedro, the blackened metal that was translucid to the eye in normal sunlight, making it more devious and deadly than any other material. War was definitely coming, and the appearing of this dire figure was proof of it.
ShoshuroKaigen 07-05-03, 03:43 AM	Kaigen floats nearby the Riggoras. War he says. War he thinks. War he is. War only bring pain and suffering. The Scorpion have long knew that, and avoided war to stop the pain and suffering for their loyalty. Old habits die hard. These humans are nothing like the ones he once knew in his homeland. They have no respect for the Kami, only for the tainted oni of their lands. That is dishonorable. I still believe in my honor to my family and my clan, and it is my duty to stay in complete loyalty to my superiors. Honor is a tool. But it is a precious tool. These followers of Kevmaan are strange indeed, their thoughts are tainted by the oni. Kaigen shakes his head. He decides he must... "speak" with this Kevmaan. This Riggoras may know where he is. He fades and appears in front of the war machine that is Riggoras. He looks up calm but bows in politeness. However as he begins to speak Riggoras cannot understand his strange and foreign language. Kaigen waits and notices the awkward silence. Then he starts to speek in a demonic tongue that Riggoras can more easily understand. "Riggoras. May I please have the pleasure of speaking with the black one known as Kevmaan."
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 04:28 AM	OoC: To Kevmann Thanx dude - excellent. We're agreed on all bar one item, I think. Your ideas about 'not being too powerful' are important - :bow: And, we should point confused newcomers to this section of the thread (where you've given examples to see how to work with our ideas). To help people feel comfortable with and get into what your character can actually do here in this Plane. I've revised one rule to include your thinking - it's a fusion of both yours and Deepwood's suggestions.....(see post above). And to Demon Lightfoot - :bow: thanx for the Arrival at Our Halls - I'm out of character for a few more hours - I need to think about Kevmann's latest strategy - before I get back into Role...
Kevmann 07-05-03, 05:23 AM	ShoshuroKaigen stands there, when a dark mist flows out of the ground infront of him. The mist solidifies, and a large man wearing coal-black armor stands infront of him, darkness covering his face. "Welcome, ShosohuroKaigen, to the One Land, a barberic place that has yet to see civilization. I am Kevmann, leader of the human cololition that has set foot here wishing for a new life in this place. Were do you come from, who are you? Do wish to join us, to continue for the good of men here? There is much we try to do, as the orcs and the elves constantly try to supress us. What say you? Friend or foe?"
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-05-03, 06:57 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome OoC: To Kevmann Thanx dude - excellent. We're agreed on all bar one item, I think. Your ideas about 'not being too powerful' are important - :bow: And, we should point confused newcomers to this section of the thread (where you've given examples to see how to work with our ideas). To help people feel comfortable with and get into what your character can actually do here in this Plane. I've revised one rule to include your thinking - it's a fusion of both yours and Deepwood's suggestions.....(see post above). And to Demon Lightfoot - :bow: thanx for the Arrival at Our Halls - I'm out of character for a few more hours - I need to think about Kevmann's latest strategy - before I get back into Role... OOC: I supose Kevmann's stragedy works for me, but I had beeen hoping to see are character in an actual battle. (That would be intersting...) but, yeah, I supose, story-wise it would be best to do Kevmann's style.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 11:15 AM	Originally posted by DeepwoodElvenArcher OOC: I supose Kevmann's stragedy works for me, but I had beeen hoping to see are character in an actual battle. (That would be intersting...) but, yeah, I supose, story-wise it would be best to do Kevmann's style. OoC: G'day Deepwood mostly without dice - but now and then - or when you feel like 'leaving it to the dice' (i.e. for more excitement) for a save, melee, or DC check - do it. Especially when there's a chance that something fails - adds some *good* 'vulnerability' to outcomes :) E.g. ..Riggoras points his Dark Sword at the intruders - and Shadow Magic erupts from the blade - and is hurled towards you - ...if you want to take some 'melee damage' let us know you want a roll.... Cheers Sil....PS - have revised a post - we shall defend the Half-Elven Halls together - just like you thought best...step back thru the Gate my friend :)
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-05-03, 11:20 AM	The elven messenger dismounts his horse and walks wairly up to the gates of the geat castle on the mountainside. Fully aware that the great eye is focused directly upon him, he bangs on the door. I request permission to see Orcy the Green Wonder
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-05-03, 11:29 AM	The eye watches all that transpires below. Waiting for the time that will be right to strike. Aware of the newcomers it sees all they do. The eye is aware of Riggoras and his transformation. The green wonder sits back and watches, not caring to step in just yet. He notices the messanger and appears atop the wall of the fortress. What is it.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-05-03, 11:33 AM	DeepwoodElvenArcher, Lord of the Elven People, wishes to see you in the halls of the half-elves. A matter of some importance, I believe. One best left discussed in private...
ShoshuroKaigen 07-05-03, 02:05 PM	Kaigen looks to Kevmaan. "Friend or foe? The question would be, would you trust me?" He steps closer to Kevmaan. He peers into his eyes, giving him a bit of discomfort. Kaigen is without emotion, as if he was.... Dead. "My only desire, is to destroy one man, one man who has escaped my grasp for 15 years. Now I am lost in your land. If you promise me that you can return me to my homeland, I will join you." He politely waits for an answer.
Kevmann 07-05-03, 02:34 PM	A great mental message comes to ShoshuroKaigen as the illusion of Kevmann disipates before him "ShoshuroKaigen, you wish to prove yourself? I will grant your wish, go to the great mountain of the orcs, for their leader is gone, and help my dragons steal a single dragon egg from the mountain. Then I shall trust you, and we can speak of returing you back from whence you came!" The mental message fades, as you look up to the Orcs mountain and see that battle has already been joined. And darkness has raised and now chokes the great eye that once was on the mountain, its sight gone.
ShoshuroKaigen 07-05-03, 02:57 PM	Kaigen thinks smirking coldly. If it is what it takes to return to his homeland, it is the risk he wishes to take. He shifts to the ethereal plane. He is the ghost of Shoshuro Kaigen, the killer of the oni emperor, the last Hantei. (If you guys are wondering what levels he is he is Monk 20/Ninja Spy 10/Rogue 10, a human of the Scorpion clan and a ghost). He looks around the endless grey of the Ethereal. He flies through the grey towards his destination, unfettered by mortal barriers. He just wants home.
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-05-03, 03:52 PM	Silver dragons unleash their breath upon advancing humans. They then swoop and pick humans out of the groups throwing them to their deaths off the mountain. Orcs throw javelins and spears into approaching enemies and hot oils are poured down the mountainside. Despite the eye being temporarily blocked the humans realize a barrier exists within the mountains walls. A thick barrier of magic that they cannot penetrate. The Knights Von Drache await within and atop the walls of the castle for any that may get by. Firing off shots from bows and blasts from wands. The castle will not fall easily.
Kevmann 07-05-03, 04:11 PM	"Always the fool Orcy! You think I would waste my men on such a place?" Then the orcs and the dragons can see the undead beneath the armor, immune to both the dragons breath they come upwards. The arrows of the orcs stick them, but they move on, seemingly uneffected by the arrows around them. The silver dragons pause, but as they do from the sky comes the draco-liches. Half drop from the sky upon the dragons as they fight, the other half moves across the orcs, breating fire, and paralizing them with a glance at they go up in flames. All the while the silent form of ShoshuroKaigen moves upward.
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-05-03, 05:19 PM	A human man smiles atop the wall of the castle. WIZARDS! NOW! A large number of wizards send forth a great dispelling magic upon the shadow, peeling it away from the eye. CLERICS! NOW! A large number of clerics appear atop the wall and their energies seem to flow into the eye. Bursting forth with the power of 50 clerics in one massive amount of energy. They eye sends forth a wave of power that washes over the undead and draco-liches alike. The majority of the undead are dust in a matter of seconds and some of the dracoliches fall as well. Others managing to fly out of the way before being hit. Knights! TO BATTLE! The man leaps from the wall swinging his chain about and taking out any enemies taht are left still coming toward the castle. Wizards send powerful spells into the empty ribcages of the draco-liches and archers fire enchanted weapons at their enemies. The Green Wonder speaks And you believe I would be unprepared for your abominations? Underestimate your enemy Kevmann, and you will fall fast.
Kevmann 07-05-03, 05:32 PM	"I need not worry Orcy, the task is already done. I have never understimated you, orc, it is you who underestimated me! These puny forces arrayed against you are just a small fraction of my army. But I need not send more agianst you, the distraction has worked long enough. The silver dragon egg is basically mine! Perhaps if you had been at your mountain you could have turned me, but it is too late now!" OOC: Great fun, but I am going to sleep for the night, see you tommorow!
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-05-03, 07:03 PM	I believe the ghost may find a problem getting the egg, and your dragons will not get close enough. Yes I know of the ghost, you believe my eye cannot see him as well? It can, and I know he is coming. We are prepared, that is if that holy energy didn't catch him.
ShoshuroKaigen 07-05-03, 09:00 PM	Kaigen was hit by the wave of holy energy. He didn't feel anything, but there stil lwas pain. It took him and he was blasted back. His former life flashed before him. The birth of his little brother Dajan, his father teaching him the way of the monk, and the assassin, meeting with who would be his life-long friends, and finally being killed by one he trusted so much, the samurai Mirumoto Renshi. Then came the thoughts of the orcish people, a collected history of ravaging by the human horde, their tortue, their plight. Kaigen relized that it is not his way. Why did Kevmann want the egg? Why was he so intent on returning to his homeland as to wipe out an entire race. He now relized that his final death would be deserved. But something stopped the energy from destroying Kaigen fully. A very old man stood in front of the ghost, sheilding him from the cleric's onslaught. Orcy couldn't see his face until the wave was disappated. It was his one of his mighty shamans, the one with the Evil Eye, Bale-Eye. The half-orc looked to Kaigen, his evil eye in red with deathly power, and he looked into Kaigen's soul. Bale-Eye said no words, but Kaigen understood. He must help the orcs, he must remain loyal to the honor he once so dearly kept. His quest for vengeance had lead him astray. He nodded and stuck his hand into Bale-Eye's head, and slowly faded into Bale-Eye's mind. Bale-Eye felt the spirit's power and now was ready to fight Kevmann, with his new ally. He looked behind him to the dire wolf riding orcish nomads that served him. He spoke loudly in orcish. "The humans have repressed us for too long, and now, we charge!" He hit the ground with his thundering quarterstaff and sent a wave through the land. The armies roared in bloodlust and fervor, and rushed down the hill and went to the remaining soldiers and fought bravely. A majestic vulture flew through the sky over the battlefield, the legendary Kamache, companion of Bale-Eye, and flew down shredding the undead soldiers easily. Bale-Eye watched, he waited.
Kevmann 07-06-03, 06:11 AM	"ShoshuroKaigen, you betrayer! I will not rest untill your soul has been disapated!" Then... "Fall back, they have won the battle, but they will not win the war!" Then, the large remainder of the undead armies and the second and third waves back off, as do the draco-liches leave and return to the town.
The Gray 07-06-03, 02:00 PM	From the dark clouds above comes a grey, cheerless light, and following a being of mist and gray robes. He loosely holds a gray wooden staff in his pale hands, and a long hood covers his face, but for his eyes, which trail the Mist of Altinnas and the Curse of the Balance as the cloaked figure falls lightly to the ground. Long have I watched this One Land, this Plane. NOw, at the height of War, do I deem it necessary for the Balance to include myself. I, The Nameless Balance, the Gray, the Man of Rags, come. I care not for this petty War. However, my way is that of the Middle Path, and as I watch from the darkening clouds, I see a threat to the Everform, the Great Protector. I offer my services to the faction which needs them, though I shall not disturb the Balance of the Great Races. The War of One Land will decide the Fates of countless numbers upon all other planes which reside your brethren, though you know them not. The Gray shall be maintained. I will not allow the Balance to tip. Thus, I offer my services to you, Kevmann, upon your Loss against the Eye. DO you accept? Through this, no emotion shows through the Man of Rags. ONly now does he turn to Kevmann, who feels an understanding now of what the Gray is, what the One Land is. He answers . . . OOC: Hi guys!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 09:22 PM	Originally posted by ShoshuroKaigen Kaigen was hit by the wave of holy energy. He didn't feel anything, but there stil lwas pain. It took him and he was blasted back. His former life flashed before him. The birth of his little brother Dajan, his father teaching him the way of the monk, and the assassin, meeting with who would be his life-long friends, and finally being killed by one he trusted so much, the samurai Mirumoto Renshi. Then came the thoughts of the orcish people, a collected history of ravaging by the human horde, their tortue, their plight. Kaigen relized that it is not his way. Why did Kevmann want the egg? Why was he so intent on returning to his homeland as to wipe out an entire race. He now relized that his final death would be deserved. But something stopped the energy from destroying Kaigen fully. A very old man stood in front of the ghost, sheilding him from the cleric's onslaught. Orcy couldn't see his face until the wave was disappated. It was his one of his mighty shamans, the one with the Evil Eye, Bale-Eye. The half-orc looked to Kaigen, his evil eye in red with deathly power, and he looked into Kaigen's soul. Bale-Eye said no words, but Kaigen understood. He must help the orcs, he must remain loyal to the honor he once so dearly kept. His quest for vengeance had lead him astray. He nodded and stuck his hand into Bale-Eye's head, and slowly faded into Bale-Eye's mind. Bale-Eye felt the spirit's power and now was ready to fight Kevmann, with his new ally. He looked behind him to the dire wolf riding orcish nomads that served him. He spoke loudly in orcish. "The humans have repressed us for too long, and now, we charge!" He hit the ground with his thundering quarterstaff and sent a wave through the land. The armies roared in bloodlust and fervor, and rushed down the hill and went to the remaining soldiers and fought bravely. A majestic vulture flew through the sky over the battlefield, the legendary Kamache, companion of Bale-Eye, and flew down shredding the undead soldiers easily. Bale-Eye watched, he waited. ....Silmarien watches on...."a Good Day for the Land"...she says to herself. "The marauders have been driven back - and fairly did the Land's Heroes fight. Orcy's Castle is well kept, and his Clerics worthy of Great Gifts....But, I fear that the Usurper will only be inspired to greater malice by our Victory here. We must prepare". Her demeanour hardens - the characteristic and resolute face - immutable when focussed. Eyes stare straight at you. They pierce you with their brightness. She sees Kaigen's Spirit, and determines that this being may be trustworthy. "Kaigan!" "If thou canst endure the touch of Light and Viriditas - you may seek succour in Our Halls." A Ring hovers above Kaigan's Hand. It glows with Azure Luminescence. "...if thou Darest, take this Device - it straddles both This Plane, The Material, and Ethereal. It will not harm you. I will verse you in its functions - if you choose to Endure the Light of Our Halls - summon me in thought while wearing the Ring. HomeBase (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=55582) If you do not use this Ring, within Seven Cycles of the Sun - it will Consume itself....Fare Well Land's Custodian....or else....Fear My wrath on the Battle Field." Silmarien
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 09:45 PM	Originally posted by The Gray I, The Nameless Balance, the Gray, the Man of Rags, come. The Gray shall be maintained. I will not allow the Balance to tip. Thus, I offer my services to you, Kevmann, upon your Loss against the Eye. DO you accept?[/I] OOC: Hi guys! OoC: G'Day The Gray - nice to meet you! :bow: To Kevmann...and Scrying Stone ....not....yet.....wrecked...your initiative at Peredhil Halls Usurper. ....Silmarien and the Peredhil are enjoined in Meta-Concert in Peredhil Halls - aflame in incandescent Azure. They have the Eagle Sight of the mighty Living Orb - artifact of as yet, untested power. She watches this New Comer - and Hears his Alliegiences and Promises of Malice to the Usurper Kevmann.... She turns to the Half-Elves. "I must intervene - The Grey will learn my purpose..." There is a shift in focus in the Elf-Verse. And a re-focus as members of the Meta-Concert open a temporary Gate to the OneLand Epicentre OoC - i.e. Epicentre is Right Here The Grey :) ..she is immolated in The OneLand's Living life force......The Gate opens, Seven Burning Silver Glyphs at circumfence....before she steps through she says to the Half-Elves "....when I step through, close the gate - save your energy, but maintain focus - re-open it on my Mental Call...NOW I GO TO ASSAULT THE GREY"... She steps through the Gate...and appears right before The Grey..her eyes burn right into you. She says "YOU WOULD REND THE EARTH - By assisting the Usurper - NOW SUFFER MY DWEOMER" Her Voice has the pluri-potent Song of Enjoined Half-Elves. Rocks explode in the vicinity and Light Explodes into the Night Sky. Her hands gesture momentarily, and she hurls Green-Living Viriditas at you. Your bones begin to heat - if you don't do something soon...... Silmarien's eyes focus into a steely concentration...
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-06-03, 10:05 PM	The injured soldiers of the Orc mountain are carried into the castle and healed. The Knights Von Drache stand guard at the walls and the eye watches on. Noting Sil has returned to the battlefield of the One Land and then shifting its gaze to The Gray. A newcomer and possible enemy. His presance is noted as well. The eye watches on.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 10:08 PM	Brief OoC Post: With the exception of this thread here, normally, 'enemies of a thread' aren't permitted posts at Home Base Threads (see Elven Thread - The Elven Citadel of Formeno Naśrė (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=55582), and Dark Citadel (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=53373) components of The OneLand). But...in Half-Elven halls, I *like* to feel scared.....so that's an invitation to all 'baddies' - you all have limited access to Peredhil Halls (Sil is Thread Owner there). There are some simple Guidelines (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=670786#post670786) on the 11th post of page two of Peredhil Halls that describe some simple limits. Kevmann worked very hard with me to make them fair, fun and easy :bow: I would also *invite* both Deepwood and Kevmann to allow enemies limited posts on their thread...... Note - when at Half-Elven halls, you may up the level of your character to 40th level (you don't need to though). And you have a *real* chance of doing us *real* damage (in roleplay). See simple rules in our halls that describe how you can *hurt* us. :cool: And - I will actually hard-code any successful assault as an actual historical event. Here at OneLand epicentre, in the event of a confused series of posts, that 'lose it', Grimclaw DM-s outcomes for us... :bow: That hasn't happened yet - everyone is so good-spirited to each other, and it is really gorgeous of you all. SILMARIEN LOVES YOU ALL. Or a proxy if Grimmy doesn't return. Kevmann's suggestion is that Sil can DM here if ever it is needed while Grimmy is away. I think we can all have a go as a rotating DM. I will go first, unless anyone objects. Cheers Silamrien
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 10:13 PM	Originally posted by Orcy The Green Wonder The injured soldiers of the Orc mountain are carried into the castle and healed. The Knights Von Drache stand guard at the walls and the eye watches on. Noting Sil has returned to the battlefield of the One Land and then shifting its gaze to The Gray. A newcomer and possible enemy. His presance is noted as well. The eye watches on. ...Silmarien senses the Presence of the Great Orcy....and she is filled with Hope - her Verse is Amplified - The Newcomer's bone marrow heats.... Cheers Silmarien
The Gray 07-06-03, 11:14 PM	OOC: It's with an 'A' . . . sorry, a pet peeve (though I do it too sometimes). The elfsong's power is great. But no shall upset the Balance. I ally with Kevmann only now . . . and only to preserve it. You, however, Silmarien, are attempting to break the Gray. DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU MAY CAUSE? At this, a great sheild of solidified gray mist surrounds the Middle Being of Many Names, the vapor-filled chamber filling him and dispersing the energy of the Verse. Sweating, the Gray speaks again: Though the gods may fall, though the Peredhil, Men, and Orcs may fight this War, the Balance shall not fall so long as I, the Mist in the Morning, stand upon this earth of the One Land. The grayshield turn vaporous and disperses. Blue fire lights in the Titled's gray eyes, and cold, lifeless gray fire shoots from his fingers toward the Half-Elf . . . Kevmann, I can help you as long as the Way is known. Answer or we all shall die here!
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-06-03, 11:32 PM	OOC: Sorry, didn't mean to do that.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 11:44 PM	Originally posted by The Gray OOC: It's with an 'A' . . . sorry, a pet peeve (though I do it too sometimes). :bow: humblest apologies. Again welcome :) The elfsong's power is great. But no shall upset the Balance. I ally with Kevmann only now . . . and only to preserve it. You, however, Silmarien, are attempting to break the Gray. DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU MAY CAUSE? At this, a great sheild of solidified gray mist surrounds the Middle Being of Many Names, the vapor-filled chamber filling him and dispersing the energy of the Verse. Sweating, the Gray speaks again: Though the gods may fall, though the Peredhil, Men, and Orcs may fight this War, the Balance shall not fall so long as I, the Mist in the Morning, stand upon this earth of the One Land. The grayshield turn vaporous and disperses. Blue fire lights in the Titled's gray eyes, and cold, lifeless gray fire shoots from his fingers toward the Half-Elf . . . Kevmann, I can help you as long as the Way is known. Answer or we all shall die here! ....the Gray Fire strikes Silmarien's Aura - she feels a violent rending....it threatens her Concentration. The Elf-Verse wavers and takes on Minor Chords, and you hear a random, clashing of drum and string....discordant Song. I Strikes us Hard - the Gray of Gloom The Place Between Both Night and Day ...... But, then Silmarien is surrounded by The Peredhil Song - from far away - who Sustain her Voice...Again, Silmarien's Verse becomes Congruent - whole - Beware the Half-Elven Synergy has been enacted. There is a corruscation of Forces - Grey meets Blue - the Night Sky is transformed into Daytime - Blue and Gray Light flash for one hundred leagues. OoC: (see Half-Elven Foundation - five functions) The Gray of Day - Unending Gloom Beware your Tomb - Our Rending Doom We Come now Here - And Will Not Waver Be Summoned Dweomer - the Burning Fire ...an Interdict appears around you - a Cylinder of Entombment....roaring Blue Fires surround you....
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-06-03, 11:54 PM	Deepwood disapates out of nowhere. (Etheral jaunt from Nija of Cresent Moon) and, sliding the golden bow of his shoulder , begins lobbing arrows at The Gray.He gets off six of them. The arrows are traced with flame, frost and lighting as they fly towards The Gray.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-07-03, 12:03 AM	"...Deepwood! Deepwood!" Silmarien's Voice is exhaulted - uplifted by the presence of her friend and Ally...."The Peredhil Stand with the Elves...we will not suffer the Land's Defilement...The Gray walks the lands between Light and Darkness - we will not suffer this...." OoC: To The Gray - let us know if we go too far.... :)
The Gray 07-07-03, 12:31 AM	OOC: For what, the Balance? Well, YOU go too far in everything, and I'm SO tired or your--:D Back IC: The grayspell-shield rises, but fails in the roaring blue fire, deflecting all but one of Deepwood's arrows, which hits the Being of Light and Dark (OOC: thanks for the new title inspiration, S) in the left arm. The Middleman's fiery eyes return to their normal gray, mist-trailing, emotionless stare, which seems to be the stare of not a Man, but a clockwork being without thought or heart . . . The True elves oppose the Balance as well? I thought the wisdom of the Quendi was more than is being shown here. Does the Divine Balance not apply to you high and mighty treefolk? Through this, the Grayspeak remains without emotion . . . The blue fire roars ever higher and louder . . . I don't fear your damned elven magics. I fear only the upset of the Balance . . . (where is Kevmann through this?) . . . you shall pay for your meddling, Quendi. I command forces and magics greater than any Treeman shall know, even in the Verse. I will return! An explosion of grayfire and Mist sends the blue flames into the elven host themselves as the Gray sprouts feathered wings and rises into the clouds, pointing his staff menacingly at the Speakers. The Scales shan't tip tonight! Night into day becomes night again, as the Middle-Mist surrounds the elven-host, their hearts becoming frozen and somewhat demoralized . . .
ShoshuroKaigen 07-07-03, 01:14 AM	Kiagen's spirit disjoins from Bale-Eye, who is the silent watcher and protector when the orcs need it. They part, and Kaigen finds the battle between the elves and the gray. He stares. Balance. He will not let Kevmann destroy this land with industry and taint. But the taint must remain to keep our senses sharp and our awarness keen, to harden the samurai's mind and soul. Now he must stop this madness. He appears floating aboy the Gray, and finds looks to Deepwood. He fights to subdue only. He flies towards his his arms stretched out, working to use his malevolence ability to posses the great elf, to stop this madness. His well kept hair unfurls and becomes a flowing mess behind him of black silk. Hos eyes are cold and indifferent, but have a cause. He has decided to join the balance, for both the taint and the honor must be kep or the world would collapse.
The Gray 07-07-03, 01:23 AM	Seeing and realizing Kaigen's actions: An ally to the Balance? This, my friend, is a first for me. He lifts his staff and discharges the energy harmlessly into the sky, watching.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-07-03, 01:49 AM	Originally posted by The Gray OOC: thanks for the new title inspiration, S) OoC: you're welcome! :bow: "...the Quendi - would prevent all Evil! The Dark Lord has been expelled into the Void by the Powers - and mayhap is channelled by this Kevmann and Riggoras his aid. The Elves will suffer this NOT." Apoplectic waves of Verse assail your senses. . . . you shall pay for your meddling, Quendi! OoC: will look forward to it - bring it on. :cool: [I]The Gray's Words evoke Lamentation in the Elf-Verse - the sound of Loss fused with Hope in blending. The Dead Elves of the World are Remembered... Fallen Quendi - Starlight Beings Far Away now - in Death's Halls Gather Never Forgotten - Ever Present Life Remembers - Solace Beckons ....The Being of Dark and Light - together with the Presence of a Second who would Balance - "WARD" she says to ShoshuroKaigen "- The Melding of Dark and Light - is not balance. Balance is in Nature Itself - and The Peredhil protect Nature. Tainted Light is merely poisoned Light....The Great Ring is Revoked". The Ring in the Airs vanishes "It is for One of Nature"...But, Silmarien is Good, and so WILL NOT SMITE those who only subdue. She revokes the Elf-Verse from ShoshuroKaigan - she will not damage The Gray - she Holds...."Deepwood - Choose As You Will"
The Gray 07-07-03, 02:06 AM	OOC: Bring it on, huh? You speak of the Balance of Nature, Quendi? I AM the Balance. The Green lives within me as do the forces of Aligned Neutrality. Trees and beasts I know as you--in the plane Oerth I am called Obad-hai, "Nature-god," though this name is false, as I am a servant of the gods of Balance. So do not talk to me of Nature's Balance. I admire your acknowledgement of the Balance, however. Most don't. It seems I have become my own faction in this damned War--that of the Middle Way, as always. Kaigen, I am glad to have you as an ally. The Gray of the Path brighten upon You. Quendi--let us end our personal conflict. I retract my services to Kevmann, seeing now the wisdom in you, which before was blinded by War. The True Seldarine, as well as my Powers, would see fit that we are allies, no? He gazes silently upon the Peredhil, as well as Deepwood, waiting for a reply.
ShoshuroKaigen 07-07-03, 02:15 AM	Kaigen recoils back from the figure. He finally speaks, in the spirit tongue which can be translated by Celestial easily. "I have come from a distant land that has many different values than your own, Silmarien. What is light without darkness? What is good without evil? What is honor without the taint? What is loyalty without betrayl? I wasted my life with treachery and loyalty, and a tainted warrior killed me because of my love for my brother. It is fate. In this world, we must revere every side. I don't want this madness to continue. Your intentions are in th right place, but you are just instigating a massive war that can tear the fabric of this dimension. In my land, there is the legend, of the ten kami. They fell to the earth. founders of the seven clans, the royal family, and the shadowlands. One fell of course, Fu Leng. He was good, pure as the other kami. But he was seperated from his brothers and sisters by fate. He landed so hard into the ground he ripped open a hole into the darker spirit world of the damned, Jigoku, ruled by the kami Ryoshun when he died through being beared by the sun and moon, and spread evil in the south, the Shadowlands. The energy corrupted his pure heart, and soon he risen an army of Oni. He marched into the other kami's lands, and attacked without remorse. He was defeated by the seven thunders. The moral is that we must resist the taint, but with every act of honor there is an act of taint. They counter each other, it is the machinations of the kami. We must respect the balance. Without it the universe would cease to resist. I do not support Kevmann. He is tainted, and he brings only destruction of nature and balance. If he attacks you,. you should attack back. But never be the one who draws first blood. You will never destroy the taint, and the taint can never destroy honor. They must coexist to live with each other. The Shinsei, the greates man who ever lived, and whom I place all my teachings for when I was taught by the Dragon clan, said the immortal words which I base my whole philosphy on, "Neither will I." I will not try to kill you, and you can try to kill me. My spirit will live on in the kami's grace, and I will forever be known as Shoshuro Kaigen, follower of Shinsei, ninja of the Scorpion clan, one who is most loyal, and dear brother to Soshi Dajan." With that he draws slowly his ghostly ninja-to, ready for Deepwood's attack.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-07-03, 02:23 AM	OoC: Very gorgeous! Neutrality is needed in The OneLand - you guys will make the Battles more interesting. We need you. OK .....as The Quendi would expect - a Fusion of Light and Dark in thee - the Peredhil Verse is both repelled and enamoured of your Walk. Still and verily, wisdom thou speaketh - thou art not Forsooth. "The Peredhil will suffer you - but WARD" her voice strikes crescendo in PluriPotency for that one word "...if thou striketh Our Halls in Half-Elven Lands - or if thou striketh Nature Here on the Battle Fields, or Aid the Usurper - .WE WILL STRIKE THEE WITH THE FULL FORCE OF THE ELF-VERSE........Silmarien then sighs - the Elf-Verse is lowered to a soft light. Her eyes soften, and she radiates with smiling features. She stares right at you - you can see the piercing light of her eyes. Her voice is soft "- but, come - I must not pre-empt thine choices. For now - accept mine kindness. If thou canst partake of food, you may have some Lembas..." *looks quizzicly at your swirling form* *hands you Lembas* OoC - OK guys, gotta do *real world* stuff. Note to any assailants (Sil/Kev's new DM-rules) - I am still Here - but you get One Melee attack on me - that I will deal with next sign on...signing off... Cheers everyone - thanx for the FUN! See You Suddenly!!!! *vanishes*
The Gray 07-07-03, 02:27 AM	OOC: Think I'll be going as well. You know, that sleep thing. Right after my Lembas. Buh-bye.
ShoshuroKaigen 07-07-03, 02:30 AM	Kaigen shakes his head. "The curse of my death,one thing is I cannot eat any more, though I hardly ate before my death." He smiles weakly under his scorpion mask and slowly fades, finding rest in the ethereal.
ShoshuroKaigen 07-07-03, 02:32 AM	OoC: Just a note, Kiagen cannot be turned, he is an Outsider (see 20th level monk ability), but he is incorpreal. If you want to hedge him away his alignment has shifted towards lawful nuetral after his mental melding with bale-Eye and revelation with the Grey, so a protection from law would protect you from him.
Kevmann 07-07-03, 06:19 AM	OOC: nevermind this post!
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-07-03, 08:34 AM	OOC:Hey, Shoshuro, are you still possessing me?
ShoshuroKaigen 07-07-03, 04:03 PM	OOC: I stopped possesing you when Silmarien purged me out of your body with the Elf Vese, and I faded into the ethereal and currently I am watching over the gray as his guardian
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-07-03, 04:17 PM	OOC:alright, thanks. I'm kind of slow today. Deepwood staggers for a moment, having just recovered from being possesed, but his honed ranger instincts come hurtling back, as he takes a step back an launches another volley of arrows straight at The Gray.
The Gray 07-07-03, 04:40 PM	Recovered from the bluefire, The Gray dodges several of the arrows, but one or two still contact and cause minor damage. Kevmann: Do you not know what has gone on in your absence? The Balance shall be maintained in other ways. Myself and Shoshuro Kaigen are Its guardians in the One Land. Without the Gray there is naught. OOC: I tend to refer to myself and the Balance using the same or similar titles, so I guess it can be confusing a little. The Man in Rags is the only one I use exclusively for myself. The Being of Light and Dark turns toward his attacker. If you do not realize the power and necessity of the Middle, then you deny the True Seldarine as well as the Gray. Nature will turn upon you, elf. Grayfire lights from the Being's eyes, fingers, and mouth, roaring jets of heatless fire flying towards the elf Deepwood . . . OOC: Seldarine IS the elven name for your pantheon, right?
Kevmann 07-07-03, 05:32 PM	OOC: Upps, I did not realize there was a whole other page of information! I posted that post based on the third page! I will delete the information on it as soon as I can. Also, you may want to create your own guildhouse (since this is foundation based roleplaying) so that some may join your order of neutrality! And I must say, your "neutral" thing is good, we need something like that! Ok, on to roleplaying "So, you decided to go on your own Gray! I should have known your loyalty would flounder, for you are weak of soul for such things as honor and commitment. So be it, the peoples of Ok'Pnatemal will not attack you or your followers. But since you and your follower have both betrayed me, you shall be forever known as the treachers and those without honor, for you shall never gain our trust again! Now leave the skies above my city, all of you! For if you do not I shall shoot you down! BE GONE!"
The Gray 07-07-03, 06:49 PM	I know nothing of mortal honor, nor do I care for it. I exist simply to serve the Gray. The Being turns and leaves, seeking an appropriate place to build His House of Balance. Farewell, Kevmann and all others. Kaigen, come with me. We find a home!
ShoshuroKaigen 07-07-03, 09:33 PM	Kaigen nods and looks to Kevmann. He shakes his head, his ethereal form forming around the grey sky. "Farewell." WIth that word he fads away and follows the Gray, and begins his partnership with the paragon of balance.
The Gray 07-08-03, 12:56 AM	OOC: Just so you know, my Guildhall is up--The Gray House of Balance. (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=56853)
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 01:01 AM	OoC: Rune Staff, Cloak, and all items have Word of Recall on them. ....Silmarien seeing Kevmann sparing words with the Neutrals - recalls the Invasion of Peredhil Halls - she becomes apoplectic at seeing the Usurper - who felled twenty good Elves at Half-Elven Halls with Banshee Wail, and Rending Darkness Half-Elven. She is driven by unrestrained Fire - a vision of Apotheosis - her face fell and fey - eyes burning brightly, and jaw clenched. For the Dark Usurper dared to Strike the Great Stone - one of The Twins of Life in the Land. The Two Trees are stirred to rage. The Stone is unrestrainable, and Silmarien echoes their insult. Strikes Rune-Staff on the Ground - sending a blinding Flash into the darkness....and transforming herself into PluriPotency. She Summons Elf-Verse - and Deepwood Sings with Her in Unison. Life of Starfire Stardust of Life Is in All Things - Is in All Beings - Is All - Is All - Is All there Is THIS NOW For you are all Made of Stars For you are all Made of Stars She charges Kevmann - sending a corruscation of Star Fire into him - Four Miniature Living Suns - strike his Unflesh *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* sending explosive surges of StarLight Fire into the Usurper.....
Talek Brindal 07-08-03, 06:29 PM	Hi there everyone ! Have been invited by Sil to start a dwarven thread. Darnaron. Haven't really looked around enough but I will soon catchup un the storylines. Help me where you can/may or want :) Read ya !
Kevmann 07-08-03, 06:31 PM	OOC: Hey Talkek, welcome to the story! I hope you are "evil" (and I say this very subjectively, for I belive that all is grey) because too many people are good now adays!
Talek Brindal 07-08-03, 06:37 PM	Kevvman, hmmm... I tried to make that clear in the opening post. Since it's all grey (;) ) I believe these dwarves will be some of the white substance in the grey. Or plain good. srry, heheh
Kevmann 07-08-03, 06:43 PM	OOC: *shakes head* I've failed another. Realy, if you guys haven't noticed (and I am not complaining or anything) there is only ONE "evil" guy here, since riggoras has stoped comming on the boards altogether, I am the only one left. One level 40 is going to fail agianst 10 of them any day!
Talek Brindal 07-08-03, 06:46 PM	Kevvman, I wouldn't mind playing the bad guy, kind of think that will be cool enough indeed. But then I have to change one or two things. It'll take a day at the most, then I will be back with a new post as EVIL dwarf. No problem, for the sake of the story too you know, if there is no honourable fight (1vs10) then there is no fun.
Kevmann 07-08-03, 06:58 PM	OOC: No need, please, play the character you wish, this wouldn't be much of a role-playing forem if we forced people to have balanced sides :) I will just have to exersize some evil kickass to save the day for all evil!!!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 09:15 PM	OoC Note to All DM's & Players Of One Land This Voice is in Uber-DM Mode - (DM guidelines for One Land - discussed and decided by Kevmann/Sil.. Anyone want to *add* or *change* Uber-DM rules are very welcome - please post at Half-Elven Halls or Dark Citadel in OoC Mode - your ideas are welcome. Note Uber DM is a rotating Role. Anyone who is interested in taking a turn, please Post your Wish. A list will be kept at Peredhil Halls, and you will be handballed Uber-DMing if you have requested a go.... Second Reason for THIS post is: 1. To Announce that All Thread Owners - ie a. The Gray b. Kevmann/Dark Citadel. d. Deepwood Elf City e. Alvorn Dungeon Master - Dwarven Halls (WELCOME Mechail!!!! Great to see you here :bow:) f. And Sil - at Peredhil Halls. - Use your Threads to add to Mythology in the REAL sense. But, you must have a pre-ordained purpose, with your constructs that is SECRET and NOT POSTED ANYWHERE THAT CAN BE SEEN. It should have a. Deliberate Strengths b. Deliberate Vulnerabilities This is a Trust-Based system. - Any construct with origins at your Home Thread has REAL effects on outcomes HERE at epicentre, at your Home Thread, and *maybe* even on Other Threads. These are Uber-Influences. An Uber-Influence can be DM-ed on target thread by Thread Owner, or at Epicentre by UberDM. - A Home Thread Owner has near full control on outcomes on her/his home thread. - Where an invented construct has multiple influences (by being influenced by multiple threads). An Uber-DM ruling will resolve tensions in your expectations.... ENJOY!!! Please check Peredhil Halls (last few posts) if you are interested in garnering clues about the *partially declared* mythology that Sil is inventing Enjoy the SURPRISES...... My Best To You All Silmarien
The Gray 07-08-03, 09:32 PM	OOC: I'm not sure I understand what you're saying about Mythology, Sil--are you asking the Owners to post something in their threads that can't be read? :confused: Please explain.
Kevmann 07-08-03, 09:36 PM	OOC: Sil means that you should make a list on the first post. If you want to, you can have privacy in your thread, were only you and the others on the list can hear (you are in your fortress, no-one outside can hear).
The Gray 07-08-03, 09:38 PM	oOC: Ah, thanks.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 09:39 PM	OoC: G'day The Gray (...Aussie Drawls...) Great to see you! Probably best by an example ....The Gray secretly formulates a strategy at Its home/office. It (The Gray) decides (mentally is OK) what the powers, roleplay purpose and method of activation is for this new Dweomer/Thing/Construct. But, importantly, The Gray lets us know a wee bit about this new Surprise a snippets to entice us......maybe a poem, or shows to us a scroll from an ancient tome, or maybe, gives us one page from a Prophet Text....maybe there is a Visitation in everyone's Halls - a ghostly presence that says something very cryptic to us... At the Second Great War between the Elves Dwarves and the Usurper, the Gray launches his Construct....long known only to Itself, and hinted at in Its clues....This Construct will have REAL influence on the Balance-Of-Power At The Great Wars...
Talek Brindal 07-09-03, 03:19 AM	Sil, thank you for this chance, I feel at home already :D Kevvman, make up your mind man, ;) I will keep my dwarves as I intended them, neutral good. I will post a second post today, trying to gather some history for the other players who might want to join. Can you guys tell me anything about this usurper? What are the headlights in the other threads of the One Land at the moment ? Alvorn the Dungeonmaster, Talek, Parun, Mechail, Qivera, Nyanser, Slaghtka, Tale Teller, Silvana al Sivius, Ariblot & Bersec a.o.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-09-03, 11:01 AM	OoC: 1. Kevmann - you're a great sport - and have inspired my imagination in wonderful ways.... You deserve a medal. Riggy will be back - have faith....*they* *always* *come* *back* and *when one leaves another arrives* laws of life...He's probably on vacation. 2. Tarek - ...Be Welcome 'evil' one......some gruesome evil creatures are needed yes.... OK ...at Far Away Pnatemul - there is a sudden explosion of Light - multi-coloured, silver & gold......the Earth rocks. The Elf-Verse shifts in focus - Anger falls away....The Powers Strive and all Time stops - as the Balance stands poised on a knife edge....
Silmarien Aldalome 07-09-03, 11:10 AM	Silmarien sees Orcy, and smiles radiantly at him - her eyes flash with living Green - as they do when the light is right.......the Elf Verse becomes gentle in emphasis....Silmarien gets down onto one knee - her face reflects Starlight, bright in the night heavens. Great Green Wonder and Loyal Friend He Walks The Earth with Mighty Gait A Creature Great none can withstand More Potent than Dark's Damning Hand Look at his face - is filled with Life Look at his Hand - it carries Might But, mostly Sight is his to Name For Features Bright come from his mein She extends her hand - and makes a pledge. Great Green Wonder - Forever my loyalty to thee - never shall the Peredhil forget thine services Here. Ever is the Land renewed by such kinship. Let the Usurper know that none can withstand where there is even one Voice in the Land to Sing with Life....Know this - ever shall I come to thine call in thine hour of need - you need only speak...She raises the Elf-Verse in Gesture of Homage - warm and enduring - it fills you with strength and hope. She strikes Crescendo with PluriPotency - and a Pulse of Blue Fires are propelled into the nightsky - visible to the Eagle as a Great Beam ofcongruent, coherent Light, pure and gentle, unsullied by Hate, and unsullied by Darkness....
Silmarien Aldalome 07-09-03, 11:21 AM	OoC: Kevmann - if you need to up the zshoo zshoo on the Baddies - well that kinda makes sense really.. Sil's got PluriPotency, The Mythal Magic, A citadel of Elves with Deepwood, now the goodly Dwarves :cool: You need more *badness*.....now I'm not one to say how this transformation should happen - you're extremely creative. Alternatively, it can be about territory (by being neurtal, you'd get a heap of Human Followers). Uber-Ruling: you may claim 'sauronic' levels of power because, you're up against millions of opponents...and it's in the spirit of game balance...... Faith my friend - one Leaves another Arrives...The DROW shall Arrive...and also, Riggoras shall return...they always do.... I take my hat off to you sir! :bow:
Silmarien Aldalome 07-09-03, 09:08 PM	...there are flashes of blue, silver, gold on the Horizon.....where The Pereshil strive with The Usurper at the very gates of Hell at the Threshold of Dark Pnatemul........ For each Verse of the Usurper fell darkness, there is a response from the Peredhil...the Powers Strive.....a silence falls on all in the OneLand...as Nature looks Inward - lending strength to Life.... The Balance Shifts - now his way and then that.... All In The OneLand can sense the striving - even though it does not actually take the form of words, words seem to form in your mind, in your native language....as they Echo in This Now, Here, in This.....Orc, Drow, Dwarf, Halfling, Elf, Human, Bird, Beast, Tree...all Hear..the Foundations of Earth are rocked.... OoC: below cited from black gate - a dual-authored verse from Kev/Sil - Kevmann: From depth of hell they shall proceed, And for your health, me you should heed. For the gates of hell are large and strong, and their army's ranks go far and long. Silmarien: For Shadow Lands and Shadow Weave Be Born the Twin and Weave of Light Where Health Unbounded Rebounds Unending Gift for the Holy and forever Living Kevmann: For now I weave a song of magics unbound, So that your souls the devils will forever hound. Death, decay, murder and trickery, These things I bring to kill with mockery. Silmarien: So that The Light can Know No Limits So that all Souls can Find Redemption For what is Dark but Light Weave's Absence Dark's Gift to Us is Remembered Healing Kevmann: The dark sky, the red blood, the cold night, I summon forth your enimies and evil's might. Let us see how long you stand at my gate, While I deliver you the seeds of hate. Silmarien: Then shall Our Grief Become our Power Shall Find The Home in Healing's Dweomer To Provoke Strength and Endless Standing And Bring Light's stream to All Dark Places Kevmann: From deep within yourselves I call, The everlasting hate found in all. I sing a song of all that is evil and bad, A song of lust of power in the mad. Silmarien: Truly Spoken - our Disowned Aspects This Brings us Knowledge of Higher Purpose For Hate is not to be augmented But instead to point - the way to Healing For Hate is only Love with Tainting Is Trust forgotten and Unhealed Betrayal Is only Fear, of Loving Solace For those who Hate Are Only Lonely Love's Gift to Hate is Compassion's Solace Love's Gift to Us is Forgiven Trespass The Sound of Spring, when Winter Passes The Light of Green, in Forest Morning Know That Your Heart is Truly Holy Kevmann: For with power comes more power, Which I bring upon you with a glower. My death you can not bring, For it is not just shadow I sing. Silmarien: But Strength and Power are Different Beings We Do Not Seek, your Death in Ending Where Strength is Succour, no need For Power Our Strength we Bring to Holy Purpose Kevmann: My soul is connected to the weave, If I were to go it too would leave. Would you sentence to die all that live here, For the sake of your hatred, for you bring a tear. Silmarien: True Speech would Speak to Save the Living True Strength for Those Shall be as Singing The Weave is All of Isness Being Where One are All in Unity Endless Kevmann: I hoped to find evil in the depths of hell, Yet here at my gate, evil runs fell. For you think your cause is all that is mighty, And this is your downfall because you are flighty. Silmarien: We Rescind all Vanity of Vengeance Endless Give Up all Hate, for mindless bloodshed Instead we Sing of Living Vastness Of Life and Light brought to the Darkness Kevmann: You sentance another to die out of fear, When it is this fear that shall bring a tear. For you succom to your own self-presivation, when you come to kill with elation. Silmarien: We Are the Weave, we Know no Separation With Fear Rescinded and Freedom's Speaking No Need for Selfish, self-serving Motive For we do not Kill with Elation All Deaths are Grief to us Unending And Tears of Loss and Lamentation For Elves' Eyes Bright in Starlight Shining Our Hearts for Life and Nature's Calling Kevmann: Fools you are, fools you shall always be, To not understand the evil in your personality. You yourself did not wish peace, Even when offered by one who you wish to fleece. Silmarien: We Cannot Know Hope without Despair We Cannot Know Good without it's Absence Our Wish For Peace and Eternal Loving Must Come from Truth, and Living Purpose Kevmann: So your own evil shall cause your demise, For I call upon hell, and cause your hatred to rise. I call upon hell, and all that is evil, To come upon these that think they are right, Silmarien: You See Yourself, Now Only Reading Your Own Aspects Found in this Moment For What You See is Only Selfhood Your Choices Only and Thence Your Falsehood Kevmann: To cause their flesh to rot and their skin to shrivel. Here they are, oh evils home, In their hearts you find a place, For revenge is their cause, and it shall not roam. Silmarien: No Revenge is Now for it has been Rescinded No Hate we Know, but Only Healing Our Hearts are Pure, your Gift Our Seeing We Are Rh'iel's, Corellan's, Elhonna's Living We Walk the Earth, In Wonder Seeming We See the Stars, their Silver Shimmer We Are All Stardust, in all This Being A Miracle Wondrous, and Wish for Healing Kevmann: Theirs is doomed, for they create what they wish to destroy, Evil begets evil, and theirs worst of all, Come now, damn them, for they deserve what they deploy! Silmarien: That which we Deploy is Purely Healing That which we Make is Creator's Image That which we Touch is Compassion's Image In Homage Now to Exalted Privilege Now *Mythal Strong* *High Elven Purpose* High Magic Light of Weave's Light Purpose In Prescience Now, And Second Chances More Potent Than the Spring's Bright Purpose Be Born All Life this Moment Bring Forth the Green of Tree and Grasses Look Hither Life, for New Beginnings Arrival From the Weave of Living... .....Silmarien feels Rh'iel's Presence within Her - the *Readied* Voice of AllMagicStilled.....Her Mental Sending also not audible to the Usurper - "Ready the Gate at First Sign of Trouble - We are enacting the Earth-Healing..." OoC: One of many battles with Darkness....at Black-Gates - all welcome....
Kevmann 07-12-03, 05:15 PM	The air ripples about the world, creating a reverberating voice that can be heard by all! "Listen, those that live in the One Land! I am Kevmann, leader of the human civilization which now thrives here! I wish for the prosperity of the humans, and for all of the races! We humans wish to co-excist with the elves, the dwarves, the orcs, and the other races! Why would we wish any harm upon you? We want peace, we want every race to have a place in this world, were they can strive un-hendered! Come now, an off-shoot of the elves is intent on destroying us, I call upon all to see these people for who they truly are, warmongers. I have tried peace with them, and it has failed, so ban with me, people of the One Land, ban with me to suppress these people, and build a greater world for us all!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-12-03, 10:50 PM	Originally posted by Kevmann The air ripples about the world, creating a reverberating voice that can be heard by all! "Listen, those that live in the One Land! I am Kevmann, leader of the human civilization which now thrives here! I wish for the prosperity of the humans, and for all of the races! We humans wish to co-excist with the elves, the dwarves, the orcs, and the other races! Why would we wish any harm upon you? We want peace, we want every race to have a place in this world, were they can strive un-hendered! Come now, an off-shoot of the elves is intent on destroying us, I call upon all to see these people for who they truly are, warmongers. I have tried peace with them, and it has failed, so ban with me, people of the One Land, ban with me to suppress these people, and build a greater world for us all! Silmarien is awe-struck - Kevmann has devised a New Fusion of Magiks....so that his Voice Permeates the Entire OneLand - through the Very Weave of Darkness, and thence propelled from the Unspace of Shadow Lands into The Sonic Universe....his words - in the sub-vocal - but poignant and Palpable.... OoC: 1. Ruling - two things to all of the Light Weave, Kev's Voice is experienced as ABOMINATION. 2. Humanity is not all subverted to Shadow Weave...Silmarien wishes to aid all humans of the Light Weave, and will not harm non-violent humans... ...kevmmann's voice is the Voice of Abmonation in Silmarien's Ears - Now Penetrating the inner sanctums of even Peredhil Halls...she screams in horror - but recalls her Will to Keep her Sound, Healthy, Holy and Safe....AND Ever by Darknesses Threat, Silmarien is inspired to her Third Discovery - she Shifts the Emphasis in the Peredhil Verse, and Fuses Wish Transmuation with Sending Evocation....Suddenly, a Pulse Explodes through the Weave of Light.....a Solace for all good creatures, a soothing balm for Peace - and to Evil Creatures, an inner Pain.... OoC: UberMagic Fusion: Wish Transumation with Sending Evocation - Sud So, Dark Lord - do you sooth our ears, to then eat us with your vomitous lies, when we submit to your need...... Silmarien calls in PluriPotency to Humandom (at Battle Field of Pnatemul).... "BUT HEARKEN! The The Elves have no strife with the Humans - for those Humans of Goodly or Neutral Inclinations......These HUMANS ARE WELCOME AT ALL OUR Lands - as Visitors to Peredhil Halls, Elves or Dwarves.....and Ward Evil Human - we will SMITE YOU and Your Unholy Dark Lord!! BE WELCOME Goodly & Neutral HUMANITY in The One Land - and Ward Evil Humans.. For, ever your Mortal Vessel of Humandom is a Divine Vessel - in the Image of Life - not like Elves and yet Like Elves in some ways. How could we not have the Humans.....COME - HUMANS of ALL GOOD AND NEUTRAL OUTLOOK, to Peredhil Halls, to swell our numbers - and Land's Allies - Depart from the Darkness..... [B].....USE THE FREE WILL OF HUMANITY TO BETRAY YOUR MASTER....SMITE HIM!!!! WE WILL GIVE YOU SUCCOUR IN PEREDHIL HALLS...SMITE THE DARK LORD WHILE HE YET STANDS IN THE RENT IN THE SHADOW WEAVE AT PNATEMUL........Silmarien's voice radiates Hope and Invitation to Humanity OoC: all who Heed the Call to Life suddenly feel uplifted, gain (temporarily - 1 Day and 1 Night!!!) +10 on Will Saves +10 to DC checks versus Possession +10 on Melee against the Darkness..
Gellion 07-13-03, 04:07 AM	A lone figure appears out of the mist. Gellion watches the bickering between the races. There are beings that have exsisted even before Humans came to be, there have have been beings that exsisted before Elves came to be. I have seen them, Azathoth dwells in the center of the universe. Hear me now, all. This dispute is nothing in the large scale of the universe. This conflict will be forgotten in the mists of time. The Elder Ones have been here far longer than any of us, and will be here far longer after us. I reside in the Dreamlands, where beings far more dangerous than anyone here reside. So stop this petty dispute, so we can all be remembered in this cold, uncaring universe. For if we work together, maybe we can build something that will withstand the slow decay that time brings OOC: I know i suck at this, but i am trying.:)
Silmarien Aldalome 07-13-03, 07:49 AM	Originally posted by Gellion A lone figure appears out of the mist. Gellion watches the bickering between the races. There are beings that have exsisted even before Humans came to be, there have have been beings that exsisted before Elves came to be. I have seen them, Azathoth dwells in the center of the universe. Hear me now, all. This dispute is nothing in the large scale of the universe. This conflict will be forgotten in the mists of time. The Elder Ones have been here far longer than any of us, and will be here far longer after us. I reside in the Dreamlands, where beings far more dangerous than anyone here reside. So stop this petty dispute, so we can all be remembered in this cold, uncaring universe. For if we work together, maybe we can build something that will withstand the slow decay that time brings OOC: I know i suck at this, but i am trying.:) OoC: Greetings Gelion! :bow: :bow: Beautiful name, and the post reads beautifully too!!! Welcome and well done!! Your mythology is a wonderful addition to the One Land.... Welcome! - You Have Free Will....BUT ALSO..... This is a DM-ED THREAD - so, to Role Play a character, you yourself must be no greater than 40th level, AND, NOT DEIFIC/not a deity yourself....you don't need to be 'of the flesh' you can be steam, mist, whatever you wish.... However - YOUR LORE CAN BE AS YOU DESCRIBED - YOU CAN ADD THIS LORE TO OUR WORLD as REAL HARD-CODED FACTS THAT UNFOLD IN HISTORY AND CAST INTO HISTORY TOMES OF THE ONE LAND and play it out in what we call "Uber-Effects" that actually alter the course of history at the One Land[B] You ROLE PLAY the aspects that you have added. E.g., "you are a Diviner of these forces you name....and you can be pre-Elf-Wars yourself in Age (i.e. greater than 10,000 years old). As long as your character is not more than 40th level.. We need you to POST your character's basic information here - is it a Prestige Class, or is it more 'invented' than that...but the DM needs to know a bit about you... BRING IT ON...you also don't need to partake of the battle - you may do 'other stuff' on 'any thread'. You may start YOUR OWN THREAD just for YOUR mythology, where YOU DM. There is also an Uber-DM (a rotating role for any who wish) who integrates interactions between all the different DMs of the One Land....as they intersect... This is an Interlace Game - read the Opening Posts of any of the following threads....they provide you with the rules that help us build the OneLand TOGETHER!!! Currently we have: 1. The PeredhilPeredhil Halls of the Half-Elven (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=630369#post630369) Silmarien's 2. The Elven Fortress of Formeno Naure (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=55582) 3. The Black Gates of the Dark Citadel (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=53373) 4. Darnaron - Third Dwarven Nation of the One Land (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=57471) 5. The Gray - Manifold Coloured Being of Gray (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=56853) Now, after you have digested this - you will need to know about [B]Uber-Magik Fusions - and a brand new world of magik - for YOU to BRING TO YOUR OWN IDEAS FOR OUR MYTHOLOGY....!!!
Kevmann 07-13-03, 12:23 PM	Before you, Gellion, an illusion of a dark, armored man appears. He wears coal black armor, and his face is forever hidden in darkness. "Hail, good Gellion, it is I, Kevmann, leader of the humans. I ask you, come to the Dark Citadel of Ok'Pnatemul were the elves currently attack us un-justifiable, come, I shall open a portal for you... We are currently under the flag of truce, to speak with the elves, perhaps we can stop a war that would kill thousands before it happens, come, here is the portal..." THE BLACK CITADEL OF OK'PNATEMUL (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=53373)
Gellion 07-13-03, 05:08 PM	OOC:Ignore that character down there. My char is a Conjurer 25/Alienest 10/Archmage 5 prohibited school:Enchantment, Illusuion(New 3.5 rules) I join no sides, i am merely going to watch the events unfold, and see who can stand the tests of time. Good, Evil, Chaos, and Law are meaningless to me.
zollex5 07-13-03, 05:51 PM	OOC: I just requested our own forum from WizO_Paradox. I hope we get it. :D
Silmarien Aldalome 07-13-03, 11:37 PM	Originally posted by Gellion OoC: My char is a Conjurer 25/Alienest 10/Archmage 5 prohibited school:Enchantment, Illusuion(New 3.5 rules) I join no sides, i am merely going to watch the events unfold, and see who can stand the tests of time. Good, Evil, Chaos, and Law are meaningless to me. OoC: Fantastic!! You sound true Neutral. The Gray will receive you well!!!! (see last post) Post to The Gray, and if he doesn't reply, don't be disheartened. Or, start your own thread with your own constructs. Or be very welcome on any thread. Remember, you can be in *more than one place at once* at the OneLand - an *interlace game*. Now, I need you to understand what has happened to Magik in our Universe - The Dark Lord has 'torn' the very fabric of the Weave - source of all Magik in the Universe (divine, arcane, or otherwise). Silmarien says in character ...our powers are GREATLY Amplified, by the Meta-Rending of the Great Weave!! These powers are *PERILOUS* The earth is in Great Danger!!!! OoC: Read This thread on (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=710601#post710601) at the Dark Gates. It explains HOW magik has been altered, and how you may use Synergy Fusions in Magik Then, post me again. I need to know if you understand.....and what bits you wish clarified... Again, welcome!
Gellion 07-14-03, 02:56 AM	I have no "alignment" so to speak. I have seen far more than you can ever hope to see. My timeless nature allows me to see things in different ways, than the other members of my race.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-14-03, 03:14 AM	Originally posted by Gellion I have no "alignment" so to speak. I have seen far more than you can ever hope to see. My timeless nature allows me to see things in different ways, than the other members of my race. OoC: cool - no worry at all - but DM is gunna need guidance about how to make rulings for this mysterious being....for now, no further info needed from you - but read on But *all magik* in the One Land draws on The Weave - if you have access to *non-magikal energy* I need to know that this is the case - even if you wish this to be a secret. Now, if you do use non-magikal energy, you are going to need to start your own thread.....Thread must have "One Land" somewhere in its title...REMEMBER, In D&D *Supernatural Abilities, Magic Spells, and also Spell-like effects are ALL magik* OoC: If you DO use magik, then I need to know you understand the Uber-Magik Fusion rules? (see last post, with link) Cheers - your character sounds delightfully mysterioius :) :)
Gellion 07-14-03, 03:47 AM	OOC: I understand the "Ubermagic rules", dont worry.:) I need to go to sleep Good Night all.:)
Silmarien Aldalome 07-14-03, 05:21 AM	Sil says: ...may you Rest have brought Fulfilment through this....Dream-Land Lore.....for all such Lore is now recalled from slumber... The First Age of the OneLand, and nigh ten thousand years of Peace is ENDED! The Dark Lord has Returned - and has Possessed a Willing Human through Necromancy and Undead Power. The Magik Fusions are ours to Command Here - but Silmarien's Eyes suddenly flare Blue and "I am looking straight at you....This, the Peredhil call "the Piercing". If you can Endure mine Stare, thence, ye be welcome. And Ward - do not smite the Dark Lord Down with our New Magiks - this will End our World and all who Live Here. We Need your Wisdom - and Guidance - this may or may not mean Power." :bow: OoC: WELCOME! :bow:
Gellion 07-14-03, 03:40 PM	Gellion taps his staff on the ground, and dissapears in a puff of green smoke, although you can still hear his voice. I must leave temporarily, for i must venture into the Dreamlands again to find what i may need to help you. Although i do not normally help anybody, be they Man or Elf, or even Half-Elven. I shall return as soon as i can, i hope you can keep the Dark Lord at bay.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-14-03, 10:08 PM	Originally posted by Gellion Gellion taps his staff on the ground, and dissapperas in a puff of green smoke, although his voice you can still hear his voice. I must leave teporarily, for i must venture into the Dreamlands again to find what i may need to help you. Although i do not normally help anybody, be they Man or Elf, or even Half-Elven. I shall return as soon as i can, i hope you can keep the Dark Lord at bay. upon hearing this, Silmarien is inspired to dare to hope...."mayhap there are hitherto unknown Effects in the Universe that may Aid us - and mayhap this new mysterious being will Aid Elves, Men, Dwarves, and all who Exist....
Gellion 07-15-03, 01:12 AM	Gellion reappears with a large group of creatures, all appear as if they have come from a realm outside time, and space. They appear to be mockeries of creatures that reside in the OneLand. a sickly green colored dragon with tentacles sprouting from his back. A creature that appears to be two torsos without heads, connected together. The creature lets out a shrill noise, that seems to bother all but Gellion. There are many other, all of which appear to defy nature itself. Do not fear these creatures for they are all under my control, and they will soon be under Silmariens, if she accepts my offer. Please Silmarien take them, they will help you in your struggle against the Dark Lord. OOC:All creatures have the Psuedonatural template. As of now i dont have time to stat a bunch of creatures, but the way this game is run, it seems you do not have to stat out everything. :)
Silmarien Aldalome 07-15-03, 02:27 AM	OoC: we have another Wild Card in the One Land - bring it on Gelion!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-28-03, 12:30 PM	OoC: this is just reassurance to team members that I haven't gone away - and have been in contact with Kev, The Zollex, Tigernach, and Demon Lightfoot (I saw your post to the Elf-Bashers and thought it great!). It is perfectly OK for pauses to define spots in game-play. We await Zollex's activity - but do not wish to pressure him to enact it prematurely. There has been the need to create statistics. So, enjoy the refactory phase everyone - See You Suddenly Silmarien.... The Battle is Nigh Everyone...... Silmarien
SwordMaster 08-01-03, 01:47 PM	OoC: What thread should my character enter in for the war?
zollex5 08-01-03, 07:44 PM	Originally posted by SwordMaster OoC: What thread should my character enter in for the war? Whichever, but the action is currently at Ok'Pnatemul.
SwordMaster 08-02-03, 01:48 PM	Can I have a list of the full names of all the threads pertaining to this war, plz?
Orcy The Green Wonder 08-02-03, 03:32 PM	Any that say the one land in the title are dealing with this one here. Just look around for the one land and you should see about 4 or 5 of them. Ok, I'm feeling nice so I'll link em. Ok' Pnatemul (human) (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=53373) The Gray (neutral) (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=56853) Peredhil (half-elf) (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=50588) Formeno Naure (elf) (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=55582) Darnaron (dwarf) (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=57471)
SwordMaster 08-02-03, 09:54 PM	Thank you muchly. :D
Silmarien Aldalome 08-03-03, 01:26 AM	OoC: Thanx fellas - and welcome Swordmaster - I am your DM. But only for overall-matters. We call it Uber-DM. Used for resolving tensions, and clarifying fuzzy areas as they occur. Each thread keeper has full control over the inner sanctums of their Thread. So, while I DM outside the Pnatemul thread - I will lose executive function as DM if I venture into Kevmann's Citadel. ..a shimmering form appears before you. She is Half-elven and immolated in a Blue Aura - her eyes flare into Dweomer - and she is staring straight at you. "You come to Us in a time of great peril. The Fabric of Mystra and Shar has been torn - partly by accident and partly by device. The Laws that govern Magic, and also the Lore of Magic - the "Lore of Law" is altered. Ward! Your powers are greatly amplified in this Plane." A battle is raging outside the Dark Citadel - and you can see a coruscation of light erupt on the horizon, and Shouts of Voices strike your ears. The fusion of voice from Elf, Man, Orc, Undead and Dark Lord. Every few seconds you hear a defeaning explosion - most recently, the largest you have ever seen. Even at this distance - nigh fifty leagues from the Dark Gates, you are almost blown over by the shock wave of Force. Both Mystra and Shar speak to you - competing voices vying for you Fealty. Which way shall you lean? Are you a Loremaster of Mystra's Weave of Magic, or of the Shadow Weave of Shar. Perhaps a fighter. Welcome! Enjoy! Silmarien Aldalome
grimclaw 08-08-03, 03:14 PM	In a quiet woodland glade not far from the ruins of elven Dal Shar a black cloaked,silver masked figure kneels before a marble monument engraved with the form of a beautiful dancing elf maiden."The storm clouds of war loom my love,"he whispers,"Soon I must descend upon those who would destroy that most fragile treasure,peace." "Soon,but not as yet,my love,for a time I will be here with you and the memories of our love."The figure bows his head as tears leak from the edge of the blank featureless mask.Even nature itself seems to quiet,so that the only sound is the wailing chant of rememberance and loss,that echoes behind the mask. (ooc,sorry to hit and run.been real busy,new job new adress,moving is a pain.be a while before i am back regularly,i am at a library right now very limited time.the shattared star stands with Sil,not all humans follow Kevmann)
Kevmann 08-08-03, 03:56 PM	OOC: Hey Grimclaw good to see you back! Alot has happened since you have been gone, but I would like to say that almost all the humans DO follow Kevmann. Because, although he dislikes elves and orcs, he loves humans, and treats them fairly, he created the homes they live in, he gives them protection, he is the one that allowed them to come from whatever land they used to be in, escape oppresion or for whatever reason, to come here to this place. He is acctualy a fair ruler :) He just thinks there should be more room for humans, and that they are the master race, thats all ;) As I said, great to see you back, and I can't wait to see whats going on!
Silmarien Aldalome 08-10-03, 12:14 AM	..."Fair are all those who love the Eldar, and Great are the Houses of Men. For the Heart untainted by Evil, knows the difference between Strength and Power. There are few who meld the two without Falling into Abomination - and thou art one of The Few. This stands you apart from most Men - for your Wisdom grants you the Freedom to Choose your Journey. Great is thine Heart, and Mighty thine Mantle." Silmarien is radiant with happiness. The Peredhil submit to humility - for this Unforeseen Returning. "May all Beings Take Heed - Grimclaw Returns!" The Peredhil strike Pluripotency, the fifteen houses of the Half-Elven incandescent with Blue and Silver Fusion - The warm blue of Abjuration and Fierce Silver Storm of Evocation. Staff Heel strikes Earth - concentric circular waves of Blue and Silver explode outwards, in Declaration of Fidelity and Fealty. Silmarien Sings a Song of Gift to Grimclaw. "The Walk is Long beyond the Storm Where Life It Sings Unbounded Form Look Now and See before your Halls How Bright and Fair the Fallen Star Calls." Silmarien's Tears - infuse the Elf-Verse and explode into Silverfire as they touch Dweomer." OoC: It is wonderful to see your Returning. Welcome Home Grimclaw! I hope the move and job change works out well, and we all look forward to your news. Sil's Song recognises your Freedom To Choose. Whatever Choice you Make she will Honour. :bow:
archNME 08-12-03, 03:24 AM	The air ripples and the wind becomes extremly strong. An enormous black portal opens and a figure emerges: A large haughty elf, dressed only in tattered breeches. His eyes are gleaming red. So this is the promised land, this will be MY land. And no one, NO ONE will disrput me this time. Come, my slaves, my concubines and my followers! Time to harvest the living and strengthen the dead! The elf rises his arms to the sky and shouts "COME!" summoning a humangous carriage, been pulled by hundreds of Nightmares and animal half-devils. The 'carriage' contains enormous number of dispicable abominations, structures and creaturs. Vampires, skeletons, devils - undead and unholy alike. Darkened pyramids, black citadels and living zombie forests - all waiting anxioustly to conquer and destroy. So! Where should we make our first outpost? Slaves! Come here! Five slaves aproach: an elf, a half-elf, a dwarf, an orc and a human. All with permament face expressions of anguish and terror on their faces. Let's play a game, the first slave to fall on his knees andf pray for mercy would be the one choosing his race's doom... heh, it doesn't really matter, since all races are doomed, but I will play anyway. Hehk. Ntfduhaigthd! Do your best! The one been adressed as Ntfduhaigthd, a pit demon, chants with hisses. Suddenly, the half-elf pair is been torn apart by dire horses. The dwarven pair been boiled alive in a steaming couldron. The human pair, each one is been used as a string for a huge bandoline by the pit fiend. The orc pair - each orc is closed in a tight iron maiden, that closes extremly slowly. And the elven pair is suddenly paralized. Their eyes closed. They entered some kind of eternal nightmare. He, hehe, buwahah!!! (OOC:I felt that this war lacks a certain evil, someone had to play the bastard :smirk: . Hope you hate my char a lot. :b: Also can anyone tell me where should i go next? These multi-threads kinda confuse me. Sorry for the grammatical mistakes. Me speaks english poorly. :( )
Kevmann 08-12-03, 04:26 AM	Before AchNME, a shadowy mist forms, and out of it steps a dark figure, his body fomed in darkness. With coal black armor, and a face permently shourded in night. "Hail, good elf, if your apperance means anything. I am Kevmann, leader of the civilization of humans. Follower of the God of power and corruption, Gargauth. I offer an alliance to you. I, the dark lord, Kevmann leader of the humans. I know not from whence you came, but if you wish to prove yourself there is a battle between me and those that were here previously, elves who belive they are the master race, wanted to chase the humans away from what we rightfully own. Come, show yourself to the battle!" And the figure motions tword the side of the mountain, were a black citadel of adamtnium stands, pit fiends guarding the entrance. And outside, you see a slew of elves and an orc surrounding a dark figure, similar to the one you just spoke to. A ring of holy fire around him, and he seems to be casting... (If you have a realy high spellcraft, you can tell that it is the Dire Winter epic level spell) OOC: Hello, welcome to the forum. I don't know how long you have been writing, but there are just a couple rules that you need to follow if you want to join in. First, Sil is the DM of this, as well as the player. I am a secondary DM that can step in on the intrests of evil :) All you need do is describe your actions. You need not have a character sheet, but you can create one if you wish. THe maximum level your character can be is 40ith unless we decided to relax that rule for your specific character (up to now, my character has been the only "evil" person here against many good, therefore he is level 60). The current action is happening at Ok'Pnatemul, the dark citadel, were the Lord Kevmann is defending himself and the humans against an attack from the elves and the orcs. Here is a link: OK'PNATEMUL, THE DARK CITADEL (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=1026161#post1026161) can't wait to see you play :)
archNME 08-12-03, 05:20 AM	Zahal (the char's name) watches the slaves closely, as if ignoring the newcomer. He wiated in silence, closely listening to the slave's screams, until the elf bowed and pleaded for mercy, shouting and babling some kind of uncoherent elven speech. Very well... so it shall be, human. You have gained the alliance of Zahal, the arch nemesis! Be thankful, since I am not called the archnemesis for no reason! Be prepared! OOC: Err, I am supposed to do an epic level char sheet? I wouldn't know where to start.
Kevmann 08-12-03, 06:34 AM	Kevmann looks on in pleasure at the elf, but in disgused at the tortured human. His looks gets stony but he says nothing. "Then come, come to the battle of the citadel." OOC: Nah, you don't HAVE to do a character sheet, but you can if you want to, that is all.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 08-15-03, 05:51 PM	After saying goodbye to his friends at the elf-castle where he was known as feandorin, he takes on the name of valandil in his travels searching for the one named silmarien, a commen companion and one where all the action seems to be. Knowing that he has no road to follow he wanders around amlessly until he feels the call of the half-elves...he was sent into awe at this momment. He had nearly forgotten he was a half-elf, having to play pure-blood in front of the king and pure-blood for his followers. It has been a long time since he had been in human lands. Going on the new road that few shall see he travels to the destination of the call. Is this a trick? He thought to himself...Does it matter? Was his mental replay and sped off into the direct of the half-elf call at the citidel.
Silmarien Aldalome 08-18-03, 08:48 AM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart After saying goodbye to his friends at the elf-castle where he was known as feandorin, he takes on the name of valandil in his travels searching for the one named silmarien, a commen companion and one where all the action seems to be. Knowing that he has no road to follow he wanders around amlessly until he feels the call of the half-elves...he was sent into awe at this momment. He had nearly forgotten he was a half-elf, having to play pure-blood in front of the king and pure-blood for his followers. It has been a long time since he had been in human lands. Going on the new road that few shall see he travels to the destination of the call. Is this a trick? He thought to himself...Does it matter? Was his mental replay and sped off into the direct of the half-elf call at the citidel. OoC: G'day Frostbite!!! GREAT TO SEE YOU! The footsteps of the Half-Elves send ripples throughout the entire Weave. Each of Frostbite's footsteps, a Journey of Finding. For no matter where you walk, you can always find your Kin. You are atuned to the Peredhil Verse - as are all who are Half-Elven. And some Hear it. Suddenly, there is an explosion of sound and light in front of you. A PluriPotent Voice - melodic and fey - propels itself to you through the Weave. "Frostbite Ravenheart. You walk the Weave - and your Song Finds Us. Welcome Half-Elven One. Thou art Summoned to the One Land's Aid. The Earth needs your Strength - to survive." She strikes staff heel on Earth - and a corruscation of dweomer radiates outwards in blinding burst from the Rune Staff. A giant ring of Azure Fires open upon before you - a vertical circle. And seven Silver Glyphs flare at the perimeter - they are incandescent with Star Light infused with Mithril. *Blue Eyes flare into Dweomer* Step through! Your Destiny lies on the Battlefield (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=710601#post710601) - OoC: see last posts! WELCOME!!! Your Servant Silmarien
Frostbite_Ravenheart 08-26-03, 01:20 PM	With a small tear in his eye Frostbite, The half-elven Paladin, steps into the gateway after kissing whats left of a semi-peacefull life away. He follows His half-elf friend greatsword drawn not knowing what to expect. AHHHHHHHHHH I CANT TAKE HAVING TO KEEP UP WITH THREE THREE THREADS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHH
Dark Elven Shadow Master 09-17-03, 09:11 AM	A portal opens in your mind's eye - where the Shadow Weave coexists alongside the Weave. The Dark Elven Verse Masters Commune with the Shadow Weave - at the Formeno Naure - and their PluriPotent Voice reverberates through the Shadow Weave - and you can hear the distortion of Sound within the sub-vocal space of your mind. They threaten your psychic defences - for their Verse is not just Annihilation hurled at the Elves who they hate, but far worse because their Verse is an assault on your identity. They speak to your inner Paradox - where your world is split in two - into "this" and "that". The exact point where you are undecided about all things. They do not speak to the Outward Face of your psyche, or to the places where you are confident, but to the Hidden Face - where torture, abandonment, pain and shame lie locked in dark boxes far away from light. In this space - where are jealousy, spite, hate, silent resentment. Shar's face appears before you - and she is smiling in greedy malice. She holds the Karstone in her hand - and she Channels its Whole Magic into the Dark-Elven Verse - strengthening the Drow's Song All Throughout Realmspace - all throughout the One Land - Abomination - the Dark Mythal Strengthens, and that you see it Here - reveals the extent of the Amplification. The Dark Elven Verse Master's Verse is Nigh Complete The Elves will Fail their Halls shall Fall See Stone Unravel and Maiden wail The Earth to Rend and Will to Break See you are Mine, your Will undone No Hope for Life that you can Bring For Shar and We are Here to Sing That Elves' time has come and Hell On Earth Is Here to Stay, Our Verse will First This Day is Ours, the Elves shall Fall See Towers Break, and Pride defiled Despite is Yours, your Hate so Great Your Wish to End all that You Make Makes us Endure, and Aids our Gait
grimclaw 10-29-03, 08:07 PM	High within th silver tower of the Shattered Star Grimclaw observes the brewing violence shown in the Mirror of Selune.With an exclamation of disgust he commands one of the towers many portals to open.Before he can step thru however a blinding silver radiance blocks the portal.A voice of great beauty and infinate sadness calls from within it."You are forbidden from interfering at this time.""must i continue to be punished?"Grimclaw asks,anger clear in his cold voice."Indeed,"comes the reply,"For the love of a single elf you laid waste to nations of innocent elves.By your hand mighty Dal Shar fell.Al to avenge betrayal from one elf and the loss of another.The gods themselves came close to the brink of war.You will remain apart,Shatar will remain apart."As the radiance fades the voice adds,"For now my friend,when the time is right you will be unleashed.For good or ill not even the heavens can say."As the glow fades Grimclaw turns and slams his fist against the wall."my time will come,"he looks out a window at the great city,"Our time will come.We will rise again,be it against our fellow men or the sharp ears or all combined,not even the gods will gainsay us forever.Enemies will fall,blood,fire and death shall descend but we will emerge victorius.let our enemies fear and those who would be allies remain true."Standing by the window deep in thought he murmers,"Soon."
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Frostmourne 11-26-03, 12:53 PM	Hey, where did everyone go?:confused: I was going to join, but then I noticed that all of a sudden, everyone just stopped. What happened? Just curious, though I don't expect a response it would be nice to get one.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-09-04, 05:07 PM	Originally posted by Frostmourne Hey, where did everyone go?:confused: I was going to join, but then I noticed that all of a sudden, everyone just stopped. What happened? Just curious, though I don't expect a response it would be nice to get one. OoC: We're all still here - this thread is part of a big "Interlace Game". Currenlty, the activity is at Peredhil Halls - where a wedding is in preparation. Meanwhile - the siege continues at Pnatemul - where the Dark Lord is besieged - we have created a Rent in the Shadow Weave outside his gates - so that The Userper cannot leave his Fortress. And - at the Formeno Naure thread - the Drow attempt another Dark Mythal. .....There is an explosion of Azure - as a Singularity opens and seven incandesent Glyphs bound a Gate. Silmarien Fuses Wish and Sending - so that all Posters can see HAIL! Whoever you are, Being of the OneLand - you are - you are summoned - or invited - whichever suits you - to a wedding at >>Peredhil Halls (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=2532285#post2532285)<<. Step Through the Portal - and help us Celebrate. The Dark Lord is Watched, and the Elven Fortress holds.
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Jamma 03-21-04, 11:27 PM	hay it will be a long time before u her from grimclawor me. becuase we have no computer. I'm at a friands house so have fun. :) :D ;)
Jamma 03-21-04, 11:27 PM	hay it will be a long time before u her from grimclawor me. becuase we have no computer. I'm at a friands house so have fun. :) :D ;)
Jamma 03-21-04, 11:27 PM	hay it will be a long time before u her from grimclawor me. becuase we have no computer. I'm at a friands house so have fun. :) :D ;)
Jamma 03-21-04, 11:27 PM	hay it will be a long time before u her from grimclawor me. becuase we have no computer. I'm at a friands house so have fun. :) :D ;)
Jamma 03-21-04, 11:27 PM	hay it will be a long time before u her from grimclawor me. becuase we have no computer. I'm at a friands house so have fun. :) :D ;)
Jamma 03-21-04, 11:27 PM	hay it will be a long time before u her from grimclawor me. becuase we have no computer. I'm at a friands house so have fun. :) :D ;)
aravilar_holistacia 03-22-04, 02:05 AM	OOC: A septuple post. ;) Wow. :D
Demon Lightfoot 04-03-04, 06:55 AM	**meditates**
Silmarien Aldalome 04-03-04, 10:50 PM	ic: Greetings Demon Lightfoot - well met. Sil strikes the runestaff on the ground - there is a clap of thunder and she releases a concentrated burst of blue starfire into the heavens. She bows.
Demon Lightfoot 04-11-04, 07:09 AM	*Lightfoot looks up from his meditations* "Well met, Silmarien." *his face bears a curious+ non-expression that matches no emotional state Silmarien is familiar with* +-"Curious" as in "odd", "peculiar".
Silmarien Aldalome 04-11-04, 09:04 AM	Seeing an unfamiliar expression on Demon - Sil herself becomes curious. Out of respect for an old friend - she is careful to make space for Demon to speak. She shifts her weight from both legs to one, as she leans into the Runestaff. Nonetheless, you see that she is very happy to see you. From their elevation above the plane - 500 feet - there is a brisk breeze that blows down from the great mountain range just to the East. Overhead - a flawlessly blue sky and the Great Forest carpets the lands as far as the eye can see. Silverblond hair blows about Sil's shoulders - as she studies her old friend - "..there's a tale to tell I see from your face my friend. I would hear it if you would speak it..." she adds gently...
Bait the Bard 04-16-04, 04:48 AM	Just found out about this now, so i'll post here to say I'm here. So this whole "One-Land" biz is about a number of foundations and the ways they interact, with the curent thread being the "Evermeet; Seige of the Elves"? And my RP post: Striding into the hall, Delwyn was amazed by the high ceilings, in parts reaching over 150ft, supported by jewl - encrusted columns. Great statues, paintings and murals decorated the walls, while various forms of servents -- humans, summoned deamons, golems and others -- hurried aorund at the bidding of their masters. Seeing a group of people appering to be deeply ingaged in conversation, Delwyn decided to join them, and paced over the polished marble floors toward them.
Demon Lightfoot 04-16-04, 04:05 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Seeing an unfamiliar expression on Demon - Sil herself becomes curious. Out of respect for an old friend - she is careful to make space for Demon to speak. She shifts her weight from both legs to one, as she leans into the Runestaff. Nonetheless, you see that she is very happy to see you. From their elevation above the plane - 500 feet - there is a brisk breeze that blows down from the great mountain range just to the East. Overhead - a flawlessly blue sky and the Great Forest carpets the lands as far as the eye can see. Silverblond hair blows about Sil's shoulders - as she studies her old friend - "..there's a tale to tell I see from your face my friend. I would hear it if you would speak it..." she adds gently... *His eyes shift color, from teal to steely blue to flinty grey to icy-white* "There is Change afoot, Silmarien Aldalome -- I feel that the One Land shall be shaken to its very Foundations."
Silmarien Aldalome 04-17-04, 11:52 PM	Originally posted by Bait the Bard So this whole "One-Land" biz is about a number of foundations and the ways they interact, with the curent thread being the "Evermeet; Seige of the Elves"? you gottit! And my RP post: Striding into the hall, Delwyn was amazed by the high ceilings, in parts reaching over 150ft, supported by jewl - encrusted columns. Great statues, paintings and murals decorated the walls, while various forms of servents -- humans, summoned deamons, golems and others -- hurried aorund at the bidding of their masters. Seeing a group of people appering to be deeply ingaged in conversation, Delwyn decided to join them, and paced over the polished marble floors toward them. Sil sees Delwyn approaching - and pauses for a moment. She extends her hand to Delwyn. "Greetings! Welcome! This is my comrade Demon Lightfoot - who has stood with us in battle many times, although...." she studies Demon's changing eye colour and as he emphasises "change" - she looks pensive "....no one is certain how long we can contain the humans - and protect the forest from them. For, the Dark Lord's seeks to unearth Banes to consume the world."
Silmarien Aldalome 04-20-04, 06:17 PM	she sees Deepwood Elven Archer - "well met Elf"
DeepwoodElvenArcher 04-20-04, 06:26 PM	Deepwood bows to the half-elf "At long last I hve returned. To Sil, I congradulate you on your marriage. To the rest of you, please forgive me for my long absence. Trouble in the Marches drew me away. Now, I have learned of the violence on Evermeet. I implore, how may I assisst the defense? I am at your command." OOC: Hey everybody!