En Dharasha Everae RP thread

[nezzerscape]

Smiling as she walks by the sign, Saline ponders so make the following adjustment:

3.) Applicants will be divided into their respected levels of expertise. There will be two 3 separate levels of competition: Expert and Champion, and Le'dwent.

But chooses not to with a slight giggle.

[mrm3ntalist]

Mendel after a large alcohol consumption at the tavern in Gullykin just before before the archery contest, he fell asleep halfway the event. Suddenly, many hours later, he stands up shouting,

" Is my turn to shoot yet?"

It took him a couple of seconds to realize that the contest had already finished and all the participants have long gone, yet all archery targets and stands where still there. While gathering his gear he finds a note that was left for him .

"Mendel,
since i am sure you will be the last to leave this place you get to carry all the equipment back to camp.
Laisren"

He frowns as he reads the letter but quickly realizes that he deserved that. On the other hand the wine at the Gullykin tavern is too good to pass. So slowly starts to carry the equipment back to the camp.

// Thanks everyone for taking part in the event - and for your patience - and of course a big round of aplause to Nezzerscape for stepping up and making this event happen. I am kind of sad that i was in no condition to help out more. Saturday night drinking at the beach-bar, with good company under 42Celsious makes beer go down that much faster...

[Maverick 40]

The contest was coming to an end, the Lady Saline Ledwent commanding such grace and dignity throughout, offered her future husband Laisren as target practice for the two greatest archers of the land. It was now down to the Nobleman Jaufre of Everska and the returning elven archer Elulith representing Doron. They cast their own arcane magics, befitting proper elven archers, and lined up each to their target.

Laisren cast his own ward, making him appear as ten men at once, but inspite of this trickery the archers aim was simply too sublime to be thwarted by such parlor tricks. Each archer found his mark but in the end, it was Jaufre's arrow which split down the center of the shield Laisren held. The Grand Champion had been found and all paid their homage to witnessing greatness. Still, there was nothing for Elulith to be ashamed, for he was too known to be a great champion of the bow.

Saline called forth the names of the winners of each class, presenting each with kind word and offer of friendship. All those gathered began an uproarious cheer, that they could only hope those whom stood as their adversaries might hear. Then Laisren said a few somber words to denote the times and why they came together on this night. As all those gathered began to look around, pondering the kinship they shared this night, the Favored Daughter Ariona Lo'Ran cried out, "FOR CORELLON!", which started all to shout in defiance of the Black Orc menace, "FOR CORELLON".

Saline and Laisren offered all those to join them within the halfling tavern for drinks just as the sun began to rise. The halflings all to readily accepted them in for drink and breakfast. They sat around enjoying each others company and sharing stories till it was time to part. Saline and Laisren sat together the last ones left in the halfling tavern. They looked to each other and dared to hope.........

//Thank you so much for all those whom attended, it was purely by the good grace of Nezzerscape (Saline), Mendel (mrm3mentalist), and Dm Darkshard that this was able to come to fuition but I must say having arrived late, everyone their was truly amazing. Bravo to you all




First place for Class 1 goes to Averëon Elestar. 25 thousand gold, and a Ring of the Knight
First place for Class 2 goes to Kelburn Ironfaar. 25 thousand gold, and item to be determined
First place for Class 3 goes to Jaufre after a shoot out with Elulith. 25 thousand gold, and a +4 deflection Ring

[beneviolent]

Ele saw stars. Not the familiar constellations in the night sky, but loud ringing ones that swam behind her eyes cutting through a fog of pain. Consciousness was painful, rest pushed the pain away. She heard and sensed visitors at her side.

Later she lay there feeling the texture of the sheets and the breeze from the open window willing herself to her feet. The throbbing of her head was persistent. At the night table were quill and paper. Focusing her will she penned a few quick notes. [PMs sent thurs].

She melted back into sleep and recovery. Images flitted across her senses.

...A walk with Mendel discussing friendships and journeys.

...Meeting a cloaked arcanist.

...Ascending a pyramid amidst elven vampires.

[insert screenie ].

...Warnings of fifty buried bodies.

...Warnings of packs.

...Returning to the pyramid and the arcanist’s portal.

[insert screenie ].

...Stepping thru the portal and being sickened.

...A pack.

...Drow on the Sharpteeth bridge.

...A battle. Reaching healing hands towards kin.

...A fierce blow to the head.

...Laya Jyne’s calm words giving her strength to raise her eyelids.

They must be memories she thought with the fear of realization.

“Is Doron safe?” she gasps, hoping for answers, abrubtly lifting her head from a pillow as the stars burst in her head.



//ooc how to post screenie in post?

//ooc posted here, could also be in Doron RP, Bio/Journal, or even Rumors...

[beneviolent]

///edit.. changed date to Thurs.. awaiting some responses..



Elethineth announces plans among her companions and friends, hoping word reaches interested adventurers gathered at the Friendly Arms Inn.

"Cousins, companions of the grove, and friends in arms,

On the morrow [Thurs] I ask your assistance to search the Woods of the SharpTeeth. The truth must be discovered. If fifty bodies indeed lay murdered and buried there then the least we can do is perhaps investigate and offer prayers to their spirits.

Clergy, foresters, rangers, and warriors.. I call on you for your help. Consider this, wouldn't you wish your friends and priests to sanctify your body and soul for eternal rest? Or would an unknown grave or desecration be preferable?. I think not.

If any elven kin lay dead in the Sharpteeth I am duty bound to to assist their afterlife journey.

Kind thanks in advance for your assistance.

Elethineth Mooncalled, Priestess of Sehanine


//ooc it would be great to have a DM for such an event.
//ooc we can get a party going Thursday day.

[Nomster]

"So now they are starting to do something," Valge mumbled. "Was beginning to get hard to find a resting spot in the forest without stumbling across a corpse."

"Ele, I would wish to accompany you," she spoke up. "I would not be looking to bury bodies, cause in time they will be buried by the forest, but I know that some darkness wanders the forests and we must determine what is its will."


// I'd be interested. If there is something Tues am or Thurs, please do PM me (or find me IG).

[Maverick 40]

Laisren begins buying and distributing arms to those who heed this call to action. Arrows, traps and armor are provisioned to those according to their training.

He sends a note to Ele informing her of his actions and to send company to him for outfitting.

//

I might be able to be there Thrus
Let me know

[Druehan]

An elven scout makes his way out of the forest and skirts around Gullykin to make his way into the valley below. Once there he delivers a letter to Laisren before giving a little salute and heading back into the Sharptooth.

Cousin,
I hope this finds you and yours well and fit. I heard the archery contest was a great success and commend you on it.
I have recently been made aware of your offer of assistance from the Dharasha Everae with the issue of the Orcan encroachment and advancement in the Sharptooth Wood. The council has made a few decisions in the recent days about those concerns. While I will not speak of the decisions in this text as this message may fall into the wrong hands, I would like to arrange a meeting to speak with you privately at your convienance. Please let me know when and where you would like to speak, and I will meet you so that we may go over a few matters.
May Solonar guide your hunt
Sywyn Ma'fer
Councilor of Doron Amar, Voron'Alcar of the Mathora Tel'Quess

[Maverick 40]

Laisren recieves the letter and offers the scout a skeptical look. After reading the letter, he hands it to his loved one Saline.

"What do you make of this?", he asks with a raised brow......

[nezzerscape]

Setting down her tea she looks the letter over, then the scout. Without reservation she speaks to Laisren.

“As a Councilor, I do not trust him one bit...”
Pausing to take a sip of her tea she continues...
“but as Mathora he has my ear. We should lend him ours for we offered our steel to protect our people.”

That said she resumes drinking her tea, comforted by the presence of her love, Laisren.

[beneviolent]

Elethineth emerged from the woods with a few scratches from poking into bushes. Accompanied by friends and companions they appeared foot sore and weary.

"This search is over, it is time for rest. I am relieved we did not find any murdered bodies, not even a clue. Perhaps not all told to us was true. Perhaps there is more skill here than we can discover. Perhaps there was just the one pack that was defeated. Who knows?

The vastness of the woods makes a complete search impossible but we have thoroughly searched it's most likely trails.

We should consider this effort a team building lesson. After resting I plan to return my attention to spiritual matters.

Friends, thank you for your time and company."

[Maverick 40]

En Dharasha having begun their training exercises, went deep into the Cloud Peak Mountains. Under the guidance of a former Selkerdrim of Doron, Saline Ledwent, they moved through the frozen passes quietly behind the pathfinder Mendel. Once at the gates of the Frost Keep they began their assault.

The druid of Dharasha met these giant's pet drake with even greater ferocity, felling the azure beast in a fury of gnashing fangs and piercing claws. Mendel engaged the largest warriors, while Laisren and the elven woman Ryneista moved in to flank the others. Saline great barrages of arrows seemed to wither giants in mere seconds.

Then came the King and his entourage. Laisren drew the mammoth warrior out from his throne, for when the King saw naught but one elf he did not think to inform his guards of such a insect. When he finally was to catch up though, Laisren disappeared and forth came a red dragon greater than any drake he had known. The King froze, beginning to cast spells to ward himself, then Mendel and Laisren struck upon his flanks as the Dragon crashed into the Giant head on. Soon arrows flew forth from the other room where Saline had lye in wait.

The battle was over in but moments, the king crumpled before his bodyguards might even come to his aid. The matter was over, soon this small band of elves became the victors and held control over this Giant Keep. They did not wish to occupy this frozen place but their point had been made, Dharasha was a new a force within these lands, these giants were just an example.

[beneviolent]

Elethineth treks quickly between the Friendly Arms Inn, Doron Amar, and the Dharash a encampment near Gullykin.

At each she nods in passing to those she recognizes. She slows and pauses before each elven kin she meets asking, "Fair Winds cousin. May I have the pleasure of your company in welcoming our esteemed kin from the South?"


[[
/// In game soon she requires the presence of a few elves. Possibly Tues eve, Thurs day, Fri morning EST (that's as good as I can pre-arrange).

Not looking for a training/war party sized group. No reply necessary, as she did not send any invite pm's. She will contact elves known to her in game by sendings. However, if you don't know her you can pm a rp introduction so she has legitimate contact to make a sending. ///
]]

[mrm3ntalist]

Mendel, looking concerned, is looking for Laisren at Fai and at their camp in Gullykin. He can be heard mumbling to himself.

" Not only we have to watch for the tunnels beneath Durlgas now they are building a portal as well? "

[mrm3ntalist]

Members of En Dharasha Everae had a secret meeting where they discussed recent events and shared the information they have gathered so far. Amongst the things they talked about was how to help thei friend Thergal. It has been too long without any improvement to his condition. They have heard rumors that the water from the Sacred Tree, that can be found in the Lizzard cave in Amn, can possible be used for a cure. It is a longshot but they are all willing to do anything that might help Thergal.

Laisren tasked Mendel and Nessa, a druid who attended the meeting, to retrieve the water. They made haste and reached the lizzard cave very quickly. There they fought the lizzard warriors and shamans and even killed their Chieftain. Nessa, even though she is not very experienced in combat, was brave enough to fight alongside Mendel and never took a step back. Having dealt with the lizzards Nessa collected the water and then they made their way back to their camp in Gullykin.