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Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:23 pm
by Hoihe
"Tarsakh 14,
I have asked Amarven for some guideance and she has provided. In hopes of attaining favor, I will get some blunt weaponry and assault a crypt in the Fields of the Dead, and put some of the undead to rest while slaying the necromancers disturbing the dead. I will time it to be during the night, under the moon. If what she said is true, it will act as my prayer to the goddess of illusions and dreams. I shall vanquish her enemies in her name and pray that she will ensure that I am successful, so that I can help the elven woman.
For the duration of my quest, I will patronise with Sehanine Moonbow. She is the one whom I will dedicate my doings to. It is fitting, I have obtained my Duty thanks to the death of a moon elf, and she is a patron of moon elves. She is also the holder of the elven minds' and souls' portolios. Both are related to finally succeeding this duty which I deemed to last forever. By successfully completing it, I will free myself of it. Then I will be able to properly focus on my transmutation of self.
A bit ironic, however, that I have attained the chance to free myself of my duty in a way other than death thanks to the ailment of an elf. For this, I am ashamed. However, I believe I will succeed and she will get off without anything worse than bad memories. And those, a heart's Ease can ease.
The beast of Darkness shall be delayed, or destroyed. But it will not come back, and she won't be its prey. That is sure.
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 1:44 pm
by Hoihe
"Tarsakh 15,
The deed is done. I blew up a random crypt within the fields of the dead, after vanquishing its inhabitants. I made sure to do it under the moon. I hope Amarven was right and this constitutes as my prayer...
I barely made it out, but I did it. I met Borbag after I teleported to the Friendly Arm Inn.
He and I spoke on length about Duty, enjoyment of it, Torm and other deities. What is controversial and what is not. It was a delightful discussion. I will rest here in the Inn for now and return to Candlekeep.
And as a post scriptum, why won't anyone buy my Bone Wand?!"
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Fri Apr 19, 2013 1:06 pm
by Hoihe
((as I tend to note down OOC stuff there as the Real Hoihe's what not to forget..
My discussions with Blood Mage evilness:
Level 1-4: Dabbler.
The person can't be lawful, for he's willing to dabble in arts people dismiss, but he has not yet fell to the corruption. (It's like Kyle Katarn from Star Wars Jedi Knight series using Dark Side force powers.. just more extreme)
The levels of dabbling as Hoihe once described IC to someone (i think Charraj's non-mage character and Amarven): Note, it's the listing of how he ranks blood mage abilities, not actual level progression
0 - Is fascinated by blood and magics which use blood as a component [ As a note, note all magics involving blood are blood magic! Blood magic is the use of blood as magical fuel, and also the more complex manipulations of blood.) These people can be any alignment. (He said these people might be your saviours one day thanks to their knowledge of blood and how to cure ailments of it)
1 - Has learned how to stop a bleeding wound through arcane magic, allowing him and perhaps others to survive otherwise fatal wounds. These people shouldn't be shunned (according to Hoihe, that is!)
Corruption is still very unlikely
Hoihe also lists all forms of complex blood manipulations, blood pacts and turning two unrelated people of the same race, or from races capable of breeding with each into family. (I think the ritual listed in Races of the Dragon is actually such a magic. It is about changing the bloodline of a dragon disciple from red to silver for example).
Blood pacts between warriors is considered barbaric, but isn't really shunned. Turning two unrelated people into related people by blood I think, while considered barbaric might be accepted.
2 - Has learned how to store power within the blood (blood draught). This is actual blood magic and such considered both dangerous by all and profane by most. Those who dabble in it might fall to corruption, but it's unlikely.
3 - Has learned to extract innate power from familiar blood, as in his own. The weak willed will soon find this power to be not enough and go instantly onto using another creature's blood. Those who use another's blood can not be of good. Those who keep to themselves as fuel source can be on the good side still.
The chance of corruption increases significantly
Because of willingness to do such a hedge art, the Blood Mage loses his Lawful alignment
4 - Has learned to store magic upon his own skin. It's not a pretty sight, but a smart person befriends a priest, and once he has to remove his garments he makes sure his scars are all cured. Those who don't care, will often be covered in them. Their luck is that blood magic's this branch is not that well known, and they can bluff things like:
"Oh, it's just a powerful ward I had put on my hand to protect me from the artefacts I observe." Even with a low bluff roll (if called), laymen shouldn't know better.
Chance of corruption increased largely again. However, the blood mage can still retain a good alignment, however neutral is more common. (Hoihe's at this level. He does his own scars while including his new mage rune as a way to warn himself from falling further. He uses an Uroboros as the base of it.)
On curing scars, I believe the procedure is:
Use the magic stored in the scar -> Wound the scar - > Have Vigor, Cure Medium wounds cast on you (for smaller ones) (1-5)
Use the magic stored in the scar -> wound the scar - > Have regenerate or Heal cast (larger scars ) (6-9)
5 - Death Knell: To use a dying creature's life force as a fuel of his own. Evil at heart, this spell is still not as drastic as Vampiric Feast. For this reason, while the blood mage can't be good, he can still be neutral if he used this only once in a tight situation. It is still possible to redeem himself, but corruption is imminent if the blood mage doesn't relearn his morals.
6 - The Break point. The blood mage used another creature's blood to fuel his own magic [Using another creature's blood to staunch a wound, perform a pact (willing pact!), create blood-relation or to do something of similar spirit are considered Level 1, not 5.. At least by Hoihe]. Their alignment can be neutral, but not good, for good people should be opposed to such as per the description of their alignment. These are evil more often than not.
There is no turning back
7 - The Terrible power: Blood Walk. To do such a thing is of pure evil. With no regard to the well being of the target, the blood magus enters their blood stream and exits from there.
Should be Evil and not neutral.
8 - Awaken blood: The pinnacle of a blood mage's power. This is even more pure evil than Blood Walk. Anyone who uses this should be evil and nothing else. This causes terrible pains. It's on the scale of Avasculate or Vampiric Feast on the Evil-o-meter.
I hope my personal interpretation helps understand BM alignments.
Level 1-4 : Can be NG, CG without being a snowflake
Level 6+: Should be Neutral or evil, for the actions done directly oppose the description of Goodly alignments
Level 8+: Pure evil. The Awaken blood describes Evil spells better than Vampiric Feast perhaps..
Level 1-4 Blood mage gish dragon warrior:
Level 6+ bloodmage:
As for a level 8.. I saw a very awesome blood magic pic but I can't find it now.. He looked very evil
Disclaimer: I discussed a lot in small bursts with Rasael (blood magus Lore) and Maecius/Xzar (on scars and such), and this is my interpretation after all those small talks.
P.s:
How difficult is it to make two elves related by blood through blood magic? And without? (already born!)
))
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 5:19 pm
by Hoihe
"Tarsakh 23,
My bruises finally healed. I did not manage to find a willing priest to take care of them and I didn't want to bother Kivas with such a minor thing. How did I end up bruised and not with anything serious enough for Kivas to give me his aid? A bar fight? A dwarven tournament? A duel of the fists?
Nay, I'd be proud of my bruises if those were the cases. I have received them from those I grow to despise more and more. Humans mostly, but there are others living in Soubar as well. For a while, seeing the Grey orcs and the Genasi living here, I thought it was a town free of prejudice. I was wrong, as the recent rumours have proven. Rumours were of the citizens of Triel harbouring a hatred towards those I am sworn to protect, even talks of some fanatics wishing to hang elves. As I did not really wish to believe such, I decided to travel north. I thought it was merely but a few loud-mouth idiots, perhaps some of the Hellstorm Crew.
Nay, I would have wished I was right. After parting our ways with Cela of Doron Amar I went for Soubar. I didn't do anything when the day was still young, and merely observed. From the sounds the inn gave, and just the mere discussions I learned the rumours were right and not just focused on a few people. I've decided to wait until the night before I began the second part of my plan, so as to have as few people on the streets as possible. In retro-perspective, it was a very good idea. I spent the day by travelling the Northern Trade way, seeing what other things there were other than Black Orcs. I ended up fighting a legion of worgs and goblins. It was quite an exciting battle. I used my gloves to hold two hand axes as I fought them. It was a real thrill. Fighting mounted enemies was always an exciting sport for me.
The night set, and once the moon was up in the sky I spoke a prayer to Sehanine as I was recently doing. I try to pray every night to consolidate my newfound faith in the Lady of the Dreams. After a prayer off the road, I moved for Triel and walked her streets. After I found a group of people conversing of the rumours, I approached them in my armour. It was clean, for I made sure I wasn't covered in blood. The people of Soubar were tough, but I doubt they would have ignored a man in white-blue armour covered in blood coming inside. Either way, I got myself into the conversation, going along for a while until we hit the elf topic on the head. That is when I started to defend them. I countered all accusations of them being "Manslayers" with educated knowledge, I explained why some elves are sour from what I was told by Ar'ri and even recently, I did my best to explain everything as clearly as possible and as truthful as possible, as it is required of a scholar seeking to better people.
I was met with ignorant retorts, calling me a fool. Which I admit, is spot on. I'm a fool at times.. But not because of my lack of wit, but rather because of my lack of common sense and getting myself into terrible situations. Like this one! They also did not wish to understand the woe of the "long-lived" amongst the "Short-lived". We spoke of this topic often with Ar'ri, and I speak of it often with random elves even still. I can understand them, and I've been trying to place my mentality into the same form. For I am researching how to perhaps use my draconic blood to live longer, and transform myself into a dragon, which in turn would grant me massive lifespan. It's best to get used to such early! Though, knowing myself, I'll end up murdered, destroyed, flayed, trapped and other horrible fates faster than I could live that long. Still, one has to hope for without Hope there is no life!
I left this group and went for another. As usual, I introduced myself but without my titles other than "Sha'tel-quessir", which is a title jokingly bestowed upon me by some of my elven friends. It means "Friend of the People", and People stands for Elves in this context. Thanks to leaving my name with them, they began to speak of me as well in their rumours. I tried this again with a few others groups until enough people knew of me, and after some mingling decided to confront me.
They called me "Traitor to my own race", "Aid of the Manslayers", "Worse than a black orc", "Knife-ear lover" and other rather lovely names. I will admit, I rather dislike Humanity as a race. I don't dislike humans individually, but it seems that despite the fact that we're currently the most widespread race on Faerun with dominant power upon the continent, we somehow lack any sense of Family. While all races are capable of betrayal, humanity's short life span causes them to do things with heavy repercussions. While an elf might not do something because it would cause them trouble 300 years later, an average human without education will end up doing that exact thing the elf didn't want to do, not caring for the people after him. Disgusting. And I try to teach people so they do not make such mistakes, and I'm often met with even worse ignorance. And I was met with the worst kind in Soubar, for they decided to throw stones at me. I think if it were not for my decision to leave on my own accord, they'd have tried to swarm me and put me on gallows. Not that I think they would have succeeded, for a sole dragon's breath would have taken care of all of them, without having to kill anyone. Sometimes, fear can be helpful. But, I did nothing to cause a scene, fearing if I did anything drastic I'd just worsen the situation for those I wish to protect. And so, I left in relative peace, feeling rocks bang hard against the mithral of my armour. I pulled my cape above my head to avoid having my head hit by a pebble. At that moment, I was thinking that I would even enjoy having been born a halfling, a gnome, a dwarf or an elf, not just necessarily a dragon, but anything that is NOT a human. People like that of Soubar make me sick, so ignorant to knowledge, so rejective of knowledge! And such people are way too common amongst humans. For what it's worth, I enjoy that speck of draconic blood I wield, and the fact that many in my family are of half-elven blood thanks to my family's usual good relations with elves. This speck of draconic blood and the fact my still alive family is half-elf helps alleviate my shame. This could be called arrogance, but I've tried.
And the fact Sayiel said the following does not help either: "I wish you were born an elf."
It's a chaos. I've decided to do what I can after that shameful event, and that was to warn Correlon's blood. I have left a note by the Stone Circle the En Dharasha's people often visit. I've left a note on the Whistling Wanderess, and I've warned all the elves I've met through spoken word, and asked them to spread it as well. Soubar. Is. Dangerous. For elves and their allies alike. I told them to pass through the town in groups if they must. I don't think the people of Soubar would be daring enough to take on a group of "evil manslayers", as ridiculous as that sounds. I will not be naive and admit that there indeed are some "evil manslayers" amongst the elves, but that is not the norm.
Such is my life. Were it not for the elves I'd be living a relatively peaceful, normal adventuring life. But when Ar'ri entered my life all those years ago, and left it by the hands of a murderer, it was clear I won't be living peacefully having failed my old sworn duty. Knowing this, I can not fail my new one, the one I swore to balance the old one. Either I live in self-imposed servitude to the Quessir for decades, for it takes decades to cleanse such a dark act off my list.. Or do something very risky but very rewarding towards Elves as whole, or just one suffering a lot. And that is why I must go down below, despite the protests of my friends. It is something I must and I shall.
A Dacino's first duty never ends, that is to always carry out a sworn duty until the end, whether it means failure or success. And if it's a failure, strive to make better of it, for failing a duty is a disgrace.
Sehanine Moonbow, I plea that I may prove myself before you, and if not just aid me for the duration of my quest and help me lift the curse, if through the most cryptic of hints.
Reader Hoihe Dacino of Candlekeep,
Dragon Warrior, sorcerer of Bahamut's Doctrine
Dragon Warrior, sorcerer of Silverstone's training and blood
Navigator of the Whistling Wanderess
Human Worshipper of Sehanine Moonbow
The Dacino who has failed a duty, and shan't let it happen ever again.
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Fri May 03, 2013 5:34 pm
by Hoihe
Hoihe leaves but a small entry:
"I've tried to get an idea on what Narasida needed mercenaries for.. Couldn't make out anything useable.
The Trillum seems to be recruiting, I spoke with one of theirs. He tried to recruit me. I used my wish for "subtlety" as a way to avoid acting like one siding with evil or being apathetic, and offered outside assistance. I did not promise it upon my Duty, which those who know me well know what it means.
I've been offered another way out of my... current situation that doesn't require so much gold. But I'd lose much of my power... I cannot afford that right now. Not while I have something to fix. Afterwards.. I shall be ready."
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 7:09 am
by Hoihe
"Mirtul 5, entry about Mirtul 4
I've had a heated debated with a man called Valiant. It is clear to me, he IS a short-sighted idiot. The debate however, could rather be called a lecture. Despite that, it did allow me to redirect my thoughts from my research a bit. I need such excursions from it.
Eventually an elven woman called Elladyr arrived and the debate took a more fierce tone. However, we took the lecture onto a higher level as well. The fool dropped his bottle and stepped into the glass. Since the elf offered me a better way to spend my time than lose my mind to this fool, I've decided to try and bow out. And so I did with a flair! By distracting him, I allowed Elladyr to disable his platelegs' buckles, making them fall as he stood by the edge of river Chiontar. Revenge is best served as a prank, as she said.
Eventually I aided her approaching a witch, then helped her find a monkey. We were faced with heavy opposition, made out of pirates AND the monkey itself. We decided to explore the rest of the caves and stumbled upon some spiders. She got bitten but she survived the poison. I managed to stand in the way of the spiders and her so she could heal safely.
We also stumbled upon some Drowned, they came at us en Masse and my ward ran out at the worst possible moment. She almost died, and I barely survived as well. I employed all the alchemical weaponry I had to try and clear them out as fast as possible. Needless to say, I've got hit by my own and her weapons.
We met Vino on the way out, who tended to my burns. Together we investigated the warehouse and banished a Succubus, and killed the cultists. We left the system sometime past noon. I took a longboat to the south of Candlekeep."
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 5:08 pm
by Hoihe
"Mirtul 7,
Valiant's a born idiot. A sure way to start a journal entry but he is. I enjoy sharing truths.
I've made the revelation to Soora and she took it way better than I have expected. She actually offered to help me once the time is ready.. and before that time, prepare me for the time without my gift. I'm returning to where I was a decade ago, though this time willingly.
I'll feel fear, cold once again.. A curious future. And curious things to give up, but my decision is made and I shall not stray from it.
It is time to figure out a way to turn this ancient horror, ancient even when compared to the Netherese empire, and wrap up my past so that I can move on to the future without feeling of guilt. The list of reasons grow. I am not sure whether I should be glad or not.. but I have an even more pressing feel. I pray my greed for it to end won't drive me to endanger her. Such I can't allow!"
((recent entries intentionally vague !
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 3:13 pm
by Hoihe
Mirtul 8,
What a coincidence!
I've been constantly wishing for gear that can help me with teleportation, praying to Sehanine for signs whether I am indeed needed in the Underdark to continue my quest, and to help me get there if yes.
Perhaps it's just a coincidence, perhaps it's another of my luck where I always seem to wind up where I'm meant to be, or perhaps a sign from the Luminous cloud? I'm unsure, but one thing is clear: I've found gloves that help me weave my teleportation better, I've found a ring that helps as well!
I've also found a slight improvement over my bow. It's rather sturdy, capable of translating all my "natural" strength into the arrow. Choosing Archery over throwing weaponry did pay off!
I have made a friend it seems, that green skinned elven woman who always changes her name and calls herself as more than one person. This time she was Plum. I stumbled upon her during my usual bouts to the crypts of the Fields of the Dead, cleansing them of undead. She was lying on the floor, on the edge of death. I grabbed her and took her out into a safe valley. There I performed some stabilization and healing with my magic staff. Since I saved her, she gave me her trust. I am glad for the gratitude, yes I am yet I lie that I am just doing my duty whenever someone thanks me for my aid. It's not entirely a lie, but I try to mask how delighted I am by being thanked. I should not do that.."
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 5:59 pm
by Hoihe
"Mirtul 9,
Luthien has accomplished her mission, and now retreated to a temple in the north. I shall have to meet her there once the time is ready, when I can afford to be with fear again, and without magic.
It was a sad farewell, capable of moving even me, a man who has learned nothing is permanent. Enough so that I had to seclude myself from civilisation and forests to avoid accidentally burning, or freezing something. Sorcery has its drawbacks, especially for one with power as volatile as mine. It could even move Rain! She has hugged Luthien. That is something I never expected to see. And I expect she expects the rest of us present to not tell it to anyone. It would seem Rain is capable of friendships. maybe she isn't as bad as I first perceived her to be. A little bit, I mean too grumpy but when amongst people she considers kin she seems to act like any normal person should.
I have finally found something about the vision. And it isn't too good. It speaks of a creature living in times ancient even compared to Ancient Netheril, that came from the skies to devour entire tribes. It was not banished, nor trapped. It was merely overfed and it fell asleep to digest those it ate. And it is said it will awaken one day and continue its ravage. There must be a way to stop its awakening, hopefully the awakening will be centuries, no millennia later so I will have time, but its influence can already be felt. I must figure out how to remove the ills that ail Averëon, then I can work on finding out how to avoid its awakening. The Illithid should know of some things, I am sure! But to the nine hells, damn the Trillium for the jeopardized future travels to the Underdark by stealing that damn artefact. Still, I'll have to live with the danger. I found a belt of Guiding light after asking for guidance alongside the gloves of spell craft.. it must be a sign that I must go down there to advance my quest.
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 5:10 pm
by Hoihe
"Mirtul 13,
Soora shall surely be proud! I've managed to sneak by a few wyverns and take the rest by surprise from the shadows. I also managed to get the egg. Only once was I spotted, and then I was sneaked upon practically by the wyvern. I've used Greater Heroism to be able to wear my equipment, Superior Resistance in case of getting hit, Improved Mage Armour should I end up spotted by the entire nest and a Cat's Grace to help with my skill. Still, without my equipment and spells, I doubt I'd be able to pull this feat off. I have to keep practicing so that I can do it without my dagger's aid to hit true and without the aid of my boots and belt to avoid detection.
I have also managed to disguise myself from Jane.. though I fear that this is nothing compared to what I'll need down below. Still, it's a start. I will keep to this hat.. apparently it is actually useful and not just stylish.
On terms of magic, I've successfully learned and mastered the following spells:
Superior Resistance
Energy Immunity, all five variations
Lesser Spell Mantle.
Perhaps with these I could try and face Chaos, in the name of the Luminous cloud.
I have also continued my research on Gate to perform a more.. unique variant. I am sure I will unravel it soon!
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 9:21 am
by Hoihe
"Mirtul 14,
First thing off! I have met one of the founders of Doron Amar, Te'alis. He and I did not speak much, for he sought En Dharasha Everae. I have contacted a few people and eventually Valge replied. We agreed to meet up by the stone circles.
On the way, alongside Jane, or as I learned "Rey", and Te'alis we've came upon Luthien. She tagged along after a bit of talk. We arrived at the stone circles early, and spoke until Valge arrived. Upon her arrival, I was ready to plop down by the circle to wait their return out. I readied myself for nothing, it turned out for Luthien invited me to visit the Misty Forests as well under the criteria that I "Keep low". Being in my "disguise", I said I should manage.
It was very beautiful. Elven architecture is stunning. It is said this village stood for over a thousand years, and had relics from as far back in time as the Crown Wars. Our first stop was the tavern, where I drank two bottles of Evermead, for nobody else wished to consume alcohol. As I drank, I learned lots of local elven History. Story about the founding of Doron Amar, the story of the first contact with Black Orcs, the councilors of Doron Amar of the Old, Valerius the old Guide, Elven politics, both menacing and of the right nature. We eventually turned to talk about Arkaine. It would seem he was rather aggressive back then. It is said he tried to murder Te'alis.
Eventually our talk turned to the present as we told Te'alis what has happened in his absence. After a while I dazed off, thoughtful. When I came to, I noticed that they left me in the tavern. I wandered around for a while until Valge noticed me. The mist was not helping at all in finding them.
Our next stop was a massive symbol etched into the ground, said to be blessed by Correlon and Sehanine. A full moon was at one end, a crescent at the other and they were connected by a multi-edged star. The star's points pointed to each of the Seldarine. It was beautiful.
Then we climbed up to the tree houses. We were at least 65 feet up. It was a very spectacular sight. The trees seemed like they go on forever. Valge told me it was the intent, they hide this settlement. Our next stop was the Council where the Elders meet, then the inn for guests and important visitors.
Our tour climaxed at the Chapel. I probably should not record it here, since I may end up losing my journal and should a zealous elven priest who does not know me read it, I doubt I'd be in good favor with them. But I shall write it down anyway and hope for the best. Luthien has allowed me to see the Seldarine's altars. She told me that she shall regard me as the exception. I will be an exception, for now. Why for now? This I shan't record here, for Mealir might steal my journal and find it, or Rain would find it and kill me before anything like that could happen. The chapel was stunning. There even was a library for Labelas Enoreth, a small one but still considerable.
We returned to the symbol and stood beside it, talking, as the dawn approached. The sigils on the symbol suddenly began to glow greenly. I was told they do that each dawn. We spoke there again, discussing various things. I even learned of the old name of the Spider Queen. I shan't scribe it down there, not the elven name and not the new name. It is best if I just keep it to my memory. It would however turn out that there still exist a temple dedicated to the banished one. It is filled to the brim with horrors that can drive a man insane. I pray to Sehanine the cure is not hidden within.
Eventually, we returned to human lands but I left the last. I spoke with Valge and told her what I also told Soora and Camille. She took it well, and gave me a question I will have to ponder. Perhaps I'll ask Soora on it. I trust her, despite she always pulling pranks. I do believe she is honest with me, at least.
Later, I had Mealir purchase me some equipment from a certain shop in the docks and the Seven Suns. I also bought a short sword from the said shop. With it, I can reliably sneak past most of the common folk or the untrained without being spotted.
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 12:08 pm
by Hoihe
"Mirtul 18,
I cannot believe I am able to make this entry. I have endured the hardest journey of my life yet. A journey to the realm of those who were cast out, the Drow. I have been accompanied by Bo the traveller, Durek the warpriest and Del the Weapon-master. We each had our goals, different as they may be, but they all took us down below.
We fought our way through Durlag's Tower, the Netherese ruins, the Shadow Realms, and the mines of the Illithid. I insisted we go and seek the Hive out on the first go, but my party insisted we go and seek out the devil of the deep. And so we did, much to my dismay. We reached it at last and defeated it, then took a respite.
We were headed to the Hive now, though we have had no idea where it was. We were eventually faced by a drow, and I took the role of the diplomat. It soon turned out the drow spoke common and draconic. We conversed in common. I did not wish to battle her, for I feared that she might have went directly for Del and then disappeared. Capture by the drow is worse than death. I quickly hid my symbol of Sehanine, in hopes to avoid it spurring her anger and entered negotiations. After turns of forced respect and disgusted words, we came upon a deal. I traded the longsword an assassin once tried to kill me in exchange for the way to the Illithid hive, and the safety of my party.
At last, I reached the Hive. it was the most impressive. Upon entering I felt some alien voice reach out and speak to me, through my mind. I was told that the Slave Pens will allow me trading. As I looked around, I did not find any of the mind-flayers who would be keen enough to give me aid. I left the hive, made myself camp somewhere safe nearby and rested. Upon return, I marked a rune and teleported out. It was a close teleportation.
I sought Luthien out immediately, in hopes of explanations whether my subtlety is looked down upon, or not. She has gave me good news, and actually told me that guile and wit are preferred over brashness. It is, after all, better to live another day than to do nothing and die. I pray the drow I gave my longsword wont use it to harm Correlon's children. It would be interesting to be on the other side of my longsword once again, staring into the eyes of its wielder.
I shall pray once the moon is high to Sehanine Moonbow in thanks. The journey was, apparently, much safer than it usually was. Durek even mentioned it. Perhaps it was indeed my destination? It does seem to appear I always wind up where I'm meant to be. But now, I look to the sun's rays, behold it and offer praise. Its glow is comforting, but I'm sure the moon will be of even more spiritual help. I need such, with so much horror behind. And to think the worst is yet to come, when I visit the Hive again through the Weave..
Lady of Moonlight, give me the strength required to protect your daughter and free her of her ills and ails.
- Hoihe Dacino
((This lil' trip costed me my Dancer's blade, a longsword worth 40-100k depending on buyer lol.))
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 5:16 am
by Relliknam
Hoihe wrote:"Mirtul 18,
I cannot believe I am able to make this entry. I have endured the hardest journey of my life yet. A journey to the realm of those who were cast out, the Drow. I have been accompanied by Bo the traveller, Durek the warpriest and Del the Weapon-master. We each had our goals, different as they may be, but they all took us down below.
We fought our way through Durlag's Tower, the Netherese ruins, the Shadow Realms, and the mines of the Illithid. I insisted we go and seek the Hive out on the first go, but my party insisted we go and seek out the devil of the deep. And so we did, much to my dismay. We reached it at last and defeated it, then took a respite.
We were headed to the Hive now, though we have had no idea where it was. We were eventually faced by a drow, and I took the role of the diplomat. It soon turned out the drow spoke common and draconic. We conversed in common. I did not wish to battle her, for I feared that she might have went directly for Del and then disappeared. Capture by the drow is worse than death. I quickly hid my symbol of Sehanine, in hopes to avoid it spurring her anger and entered negotiations. After turns of forced respect and disgusted words, we came upon a deal. I traded the longsword an assassin once tried to kill me in exchange for the way to the Illithid hive, and the safety of my party.
At last, I reached the Hive. it was the most impressive. Upon entering I felt some alien voice reach out and speak to me, through my mind. I was told that the Slave Pens will allow me trading. As I looked around, I did not find any of the mind-flayers who would be keen enough to give me aid. I left the hive, made myself camp somewhere safe nearby and rested. Upon return, I marked a rune and teleported out. It was a close teleportation.
I sought Luthien out immediately, in hopes of explanations whether my subtlety is looked down upon, or not. She has gave me good news, and actually told me that guile and wit are preferred over brashness. It is, after all, better to live another day than to do nothing and die. I pray the drow I gave my longsword wont use it to harm Correlon's children. It would be interesting to be on the other side of my longsword once again, staring into the eyes of its wielder.
I shall pray once the moon is high to Sehanine Moonbow in thanks. The journey was, apparently, much safer than it usually was. Durek even mentioned it. Perhaps it was indeed my destination? It does seem to appear I always wind up where I'm meant to be. But now, I look to the sun's rays, behold it and offer praise. Its glow is comforting, but I'm sure the moon will be of even more spiritual help. I need such, with so much horror behind. And to think the worst is yet to come, when I visit the Hive again through the Weave..
Lady of Moonlight, give me the strength required to protect your daughter and free her of her ills and ails.
- Hoihe Dacino
((This lil' trip costed me my Dancer's blade, a longsword worth 40-100k depending on buyer lol.))
The group Hoihe was inn, Being welcomed by the Underdark with a site of Crystals.From left to right Hoihe , Delade , Bobetta , Durek
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 3:51 pm
by Hoihe
"Mirtul 20,
I should perhaps learn to ease up. It's awkward keeping myself from doing things, after all."
Re: The Dacino's Duty
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 9:01 am
by Hoihe
"Mirtul 22, the day of revelations.
I have written my last entry about easing up, becoming more obvious. Well, as coincidences have it.. everything became too obvious. It has been foolish of me to fish even after Camille returned. I have feelings for Soora, those of a Hanalite and not just of a Sharessite. Camille.. I have trouble with. I once loved her but after what I assumed was her destruction.. I severed the bond. And now she returned, asking me to act as if nothing happened. Such I cannot.
The two have met, as coincidences would have it. It became awkward for me and I acted out of the norm. It was very obvious I was nervous, even Rain noticed. After Camille walked off and Soora disappeared.. I was foolish enough to tell Rain of my reasons, my methods. Soora has overheard most likely, perhaps she has not. I have left the Inn and apologised to both. Soora asked explanations which I promised to give. Camille still did not wish to understand that I am torn like a rag.
I have went in, to explain, then after some time Camille walked off to change. Soora interrogated me. Despite being one of the most arrogant, confident and brash people of the Coast, I was unable to keep myself from going cryptic. She has told me that she will give me the time to answer, just as I was about to blurt it out bluntly. This snapped my nerve and after she disappeared, I went for Bentley and asked for the strongest of drinks to drown myself out. The rest, I have difficulty remembering.
I remember waking up with Hinzel looking at me. Not exactly waking up, but regaining my consciousness surely. He gave me something that got rid of the alcohol's ills. I was still weak of nerve and body.. and saw that I had myself surrounded in shadows. It would seem in my episode of subconsciousness I ended up casting a spell from emotion. Sehanine, I am glad it was but a ward instead of yet another Meteor Swarm. I would never have been able to forgive myself if I called a Meteor Storm on the Inn from my own grief.
I pressed towards the Woods of Sharpteeth, hoping to use my dangerous sense of mind to at least do something useful. Punch a few orcs. After taking down a few, warded only with Shadow Shield, I had a revelation of myself. It is after all not the way for me to unleash my anger and frustration in wanton violence, I am not an orc. Nor is it the way for me to drown my anger and frustration in poison either, for I am neither a dwarf. But rather, considering what I will be in the future, I should handle it in a graceful, regal way. And that is when Kifel's teachings reappeared in my thought complex. I visited the river coming out of Doron Amar, sat myself in the reed, dipped my feet into the cold water and just looked off, entering a state of focus.
Suddenly, Soora appeared beside me but I kept my focus, trying to ensure that I am in a stable state of emotion to talk. She has spoken for a while, telling me that she would be foolish if she did not see, that she would be blind. But she told me that there were many like me, and asked how I would be different.
I told her, blaming myself, that I might yet be worse, for at least they did not juggle with two, torn between two people. Eventually our conversation took a philosophic turn, where I fell back on my upbringing. She told me that she should not be loved, for many have banished her for who she is. She has told me that she is beyond redemption, even after I said that no one is beyond it. I have tried to insist that I do not care who someone was, or is.. so long they seek to better myself. I have told her it is my duty to aid one in the path of redemption.
After she disappeared, I teleported to the Gate and contacted her with a Sending. I have recorded her replies, and they tell me she used to love another.. whom she married, if we come from "love forever", but it only lasted for 115 years. I wonder how old is she. I no longer care if she will return my affection, nor if I will find happyness in it, but I feel like it is my duty to free herself of her past. And so shall be what I'll do. Love is not something one should forsake for the past. It is a beautiful blessing, and to fear it is most painful. I will need to find a way to unlock her.
For such, I shall need Luthien's advice.
A new duty has arisen, and it is to not react in negative way should I ever learn of who Soora is and why others banished her for it. Failure to do so shall be punished by myself.. with a dagger. If I cannot uphold this easy Duty, then I am not worthy of life.