Candlekeep Role-Play

[Hoihe]

Hoihe returns to Candlekeep battered, a massive crack in his mithral breastplate shows his skin underneath, with a freshly closed wound covering it. He goes to the Guide's office and leave a letter, addressed to the Far Realm portals: "It is finished. We have slain the contender. She was an elven woman calling herself "mother" who wanted to join the Far Realm and the Prime Material again, after Mystra disconnecting the two. She is now dead. And so are the citizens.. she infected them with nerve eaters and they destroyed themselves in their insanity. May Lendys rest their souls."

[WeWhoEat]

Lillith Azrael sleeps well for the first time in a very long time - perhaps from her inner demons finally laid to rest, perhaps from sheer mental and emotional exhaustion, or perhaps from a full tummy from a delicious sandwich. What is certain is that with the incursions ended, she is in a rather chipper and bright mood.

[Selande]

Selande is summoned via Sending by Selengil to Candlekeep where Selengil is in the Guide's office speaking with the Guide. Selande stands patiently outside until Selengil calls her to come in and meet the Guide. They're introduced and Selengil begins explaining to the Guide how Selande has been protecting him in the recent weeks.

Selengil has spoken with Selande about becoming a Protector before, but didn't give many details, so he arranged for her to meet with the Guide along with him. She spoke with the Guide directly about the Protector's role in Candlekeep and he asked her a few well aimed questions. Through this questioning, he learns that Selande partially shows interest in becoming a Protector so that she can remain close to Selengil. Selande recognizes that he's a very intuitative man, but for some reason he didn't ask questions that she was certain he had concerns with.

Guide Wendel tenatively accepted Selande as a Protector until such a time that either of them deemed her unsuitable for the position, something she will strive to see never happens.

Guide Wendel instructed Selengil to introduce Selande to other Avowed and Protectors. He also pointed out that Selengil could use reminders of his social graces, a task Selande agrees would benefit everyone. A final word from Guide Wendel instructed the two elves to not be caught together in haybales (or something similar, but I didn't screenie it ).

Later that day, Selengil introduced Selande to Zessirix - a fellow Protector. Selengil being Selengil, mused at the thought that they could both be competeing for the Captain vacancy among their ranks. Zessirix took Selengil's words directly, drawing her bow and offering a sporting challenge to Selande. Selande turned down the offer, citing that her training once pitted her against many of her comrades and that she didn't wish to relive those days.

Throughout the evening, Selande discussed many of the various happenings of the day at the campfire with Lillith and Selengil, and as the topics cycled, so did her thoughts. She addressed several questions to Lillith about her role as a Protector, hoping that the Reader would know. Selande now keeps a running list of questions for Guide Wendel, for when they meet again.

[Hoihe]

A small elven druidess was seen approaching Candlekeep's Gates. She was unwarded by magic but warded physically by the elves known as Teuvaelivae sigeadoin and Toma. After saying her farewells to her escort, she headed for Candlekeeps inn but stopped to inform the guards that "I, Calinde Elestar, am in Candlekeep. Please tell Selengil I've rented a room in the inn."

The elven druidess appeared exhausted, weakened and frail. But not sad. A constant smile was seen on her lips. She seemed to have trouble walking without aid, constantly using an oaken branch as a walking cane to support herself.

[Hoihe]

After meeting with Selengil, Calinde rested for a while in a private room. By the morning she then set off for Doron Amar once again, using the side routes and all the was to avoid ambush to reach the elven refuge. Both because of being weakened and because she just wanted to enjoy the scenery. While not a gipsy herself, her sister is and such sticks. A traveller at heart.

[drumtheweasel]

Word spreads around Candlekeep a woman admitted herself to the infirmary. Anyone asking further would know she was alone, bleeding and scared.

[stevebarracuda]

Soon afterwards, he takes out his own piece of parchment and begins scribbling. He asks for an acolyte to deliver it to Baldur's Gate, to this Jon Smythe.

"Greetings, esteemed bookseller under the name of Jon Smythe!

I, Seeker Hoihe Dacino of Candlekeep, Aribahamutdarastrixarytiss, Ariornternesjvorastrix, Jilgbisai and the navigator of the whistling wanderess have read your letter. However, as much as I itch to reply with a "yes", I fear it is not my decision but of the Avowed as whole. On the first of Uktar we are going to hold a meeting as is custom. There we shall discuss this matter. I ask you to be patient until then."[/i]

A message by scroll is sent in return to the Seeker of the Candlekeep Order, as an answer to their reply.

In a basic hand script, it reads:

Seeker Dacino and the Order of Candlekeep—

I have received your letter many weeks in the passing, but with no further word from your esteemed Order, I assume that such an artifact as a tome of knowledge attributed to the great Ulcaster does not meet your lofty standards. I admit surprise that in your Order none would take the immeditate chance to acquire such a tome by the great Mage, or even what could very well amount to a Draconomicon. Alas, maybe those of Candlekeep that find the two subjects of interest no longer live within the great walls of your Keep.

But for a simple bookseller, value exists only when a thing is most desired, which is why many say that coin itself has no value—tis only the object for which coin can deliver, that soothes over desire. So, to be clearly, my initial and first offer to your Order will now be expanded publicly, as it has become apparent that many a organization would find interest in either the secrets of Ulcaster, or that of the power of Dragons. To the ends for which they desire that, tis not my profession...

Be well in your Keep,

Jon Smythe
Bookseller of Baldur's Gate

[Hoihe]

Soon afterwards, he takes out his own piece of parchment and begins scribbling. He asks for an acolyte to deliver it to Baldur's Gate, to this Jon Smythe.

"Greetings, esteemed bookseller under the name of Jon Smythe!

I, Seeker Hoihe Dacino of Candlekeep, Aribahamutdarastrixarytiss, Ariornternesjvorastrix, Jilgbisai and the navigator of the whistling wanderess have read your letter. However, as much as I itch to reply with a "yes", I fear it is not my decision but of the Avowed as whole. On the first of Uktar we are going to hold a meeting as is custom. There we shall discuss this matter. I ask you to be patient until then."[/i]

A message by scroll is sent in return to the Seeker of the Candlekeep Order, as an answer to their reply.

In a basic hand script, it reads:

Seeker Dacino and the Order of Candlekeep—

I have received your letter many weeks in the passing, but with no further word from your esteemed Order, I assume that such an artifact as a tome of knowledge attributed to the great Ulcaster does not meet your lofty standards. I admit surprise that in your Order none would take the immeditate chance to acquire such a tome by the great Mage, or even what could very well amount to a Draconomicon. Alas, maybe those of Candlekeep that find the two subjects of interest no longer live within the great walls of your Keep.

But for a simple bookseller, value exists only when a thing is most desired, which is why many say that coin itself has no value—tis only the object for which coin can deliver, that soothes over desire. So, to be clearly, my initial and first offer to your Order will now be expanded publicly, as it has become apparent that many a organization would find interest in either the secrets of Ulcaster, or that of the power of Dragons. To the ends for which they desire that, tis not my profession...

Be well in your Keep,

Jon Smythe
Bookseller of Baldur's Gate

Hoihe reads the reply and sends a reply.


"Esteemed bookseller,

Please forgive Candlekeep's lack of reply but I have been having problems attending a meeting with the black orc war going in the background alongside various attempts at my and other avowed's life. Such has take our attention, the attempts especially. However, I will now directly forward a copy of your letter to the Guide and request a reply from him the soonest moment available. Please, do forgive us for our lack of reply. If Candlekeep, as whole does not, I am interested ina "draconomicon", as a man related to the mighty creatures by blood.

[Solarina]

* Grunda goes to the keep with a letter stamped with vanyas sig to ask for her gem back that she loaned to the keep *

[WeWhoEat]

Had the gem been stored within the Vault at Candlekeep for study, Grunda would find that she would need to go through the Guide (in-game or via PMs) to retrieve it.

[Solarina]

( edited out this post since this thread is turning into ooc non sense.

[WeWhoEat]

//removed

[Hoihe]

The high ranking avowed of Candlekeep would know Hoihe and Selengil are the ones working with the gem, Selengil performing tests while Hoihe performing theories.

[Hoihe]

Hoihe reports findings of black orcs hurrying north and stresses being careful when exploring there.


He also stresses the letter by Jon Smythe.

He does all the above through his cat, who carried a letter.

[Hoihe]

Candlekeep is filled with dwarven curses as Hoihe gathered a few vials of blood just outside Candlekeep's gates, but far enough so a meteor swarm won't hit the wall. There he called a dozens of meteors on the casket of vials of blood, most likely causing slight earthquake to the area. He made sure to stop the meteors from damaging the trail, however. It is practically impossible that anything of the vials of blood survived the angered onslaught Hoihe wrought in his anger. He afterwards stormed back into Candlekeep and avoided even talking with his drinking buddies and Stanley, whom he is teaching the art of adventuring.


He also constantly grumbles about Laitae and issues of trust, wishing she finally learned to undestand