The Sentinel: Journal and Thoughts of Valan'thilee Miluvial

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The Sentinel: Journal and Thoughts of Valan'thilee Miluvial

Unread post by loveling » Fri Sep 13, 2019 6:40 pm

Chapter I , part 1: Paladin Errant

Thank Vandria and Corellon, for keeping me safe and sending the People out for me to help me, so that I can help them back and care for them.
After Holone died, I had nowhere to go, I was not going to stay in Soubar for long, such a dreadful place, though when I embarked out myself I almost die and became wolf food, if it wasn't for a young and zealous man, he took me to a temple south of Soubar, in a city called Baldur's Gate, where my wounds were tended to, he gave me an armor, a shield and a helmet, he introduced me to his friends and helped me all the way, such a good and gentle soul, though after that I never saw him again.

I was introduced to one of my people and the perfect gentleman, I was left alone with him and he asked me if I was new around , good looking, good sense of style, a kind and noble soul. He showed me around and took me on a tour... I thought for a moment that he was just trying to make me fall in love with him, but I saw that this is the way he conducts himself in life, beautiful, I think that is the best way to describe him...And he is also a cunning warrior and business person... When he told me he already has a mate I got a little sad, but we became very good friends after that, I hope I can meet him again soon.

It seemed that things were going my way, I met more people, half-elves and we hunted together inside some ancient goblin ruins, were I met another one of my people, who was a little rude. Then deeper in the caves we met a dwarf, first time I see one of those, he was cute.

After that, I went my own way again, this time south, I met two tieflings...I remember Holone warning me about them, telling me about their dark past, I questioned them on the road and they offered me to tag along, a bookkeeper and what looked like a warrior, we travelled for some miles north again until we stopped at Soubar, I don't know what kind of business they conducted there...I tried to investigate and see if they were planning anything evil... After that we went south again I questioned one of the tieflings, very shady looking, though he was being upfront, telling me a lot of truths of his life, an old trick that liars use, tell a lot of truths so they can slip by a lie... This tiefling, made me feel in a very different way, I thought that, maybe love could change him? Maybe he could be like... But it didn't work out, I think I was naive to think that.

Love.

After the long talk, I still haven't decided what to make of him, but I think I can call him friend for now, as he is a respected hero and devil killer here in this area, I think I have to keep an eye on him, people like him can be unpredictable and sometimes, dangerous. But I still like him.

After heading south again, I met another one of the people... The kindest and most beautiful soul I have met in a long time, she showed me her home and told me about herself, she is a powerful mage, though she is not a traditional wizard like most of our people are, she can harness powerful magics, which she used to protect me while we travelled in the dangerous Glimmerwood, she offered me so much kindness and time, she even wanted to teach me how to dance, which led to one of my most embarrasing moments in all my life, I met more wonderful people in her home, she told me about the things that have happened and that could happen and I knew that I had to offer her my help.

I am happy that I could spend more time with my people, I learned so much and I appreciate their wisdom and their care, I met another fine elf who taught me and showed me around, he is gentle and funny, but he is a Sun Elf from Evermeet... I had some experiences with them in the past, but this one was not like the others, he is not like the others and he is very kind and wise and at the same time harsh and proud, I understand where he is coming from, and maybe when I am with him my naive personality comes out more like a sore thumb, contrasting a little bit with the traditions of my people.

I spoke to two other tieflings and interrogated them, one of them seemed nice and cooperative ....the other one on the other hand, even claimed to be faithless, I have to be very careful around that one...More than with the others, even the one with the huge horns seemed to have less to hide, I offered him a chance to convert to the Seldarine but he offered me a very neutral answer.

And then...She came back...Looking for me? Oh what have you done, these lands are very dangerous, I hope I can keep her safe.
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Re: The Sentinel: Journal and Thoughts of Valan'thilee Miluvial

Unread post by loveling » Tue Oct 22, 2019 3:14 pm

Chapter 1, part 2: Erring Paladin

Temperance, escapes my grip, like a tree being bent by strong winds.

Face to the Seldarine, nowhere else.

The sound of steel on steel and adrenaline for battle can take a toll on one's body and soul, but life is ephemeral, so are battles.

You forever my Lady, you forever my shield. Red Lady of War, watch me attack, I shall reveal, weak sons and daughters of dark gods whose name shall never be pronounced, forever spreading lies, crushed all for being wrong.

Creation done by the Seldarine, salvation brought by them, branded with your mark, from Arvandor, Lady of Grief.

Then you lie still, forever dreaming, the serpent calls.
Oh, great father of my father, Corellon, look who banished herself from thy garden, look down upon thy faithful servant, and accept my beloved sister.
With tears of love, oh my dear sister, forgive me for what I have done, alone in the darkness, you hear the sweet voice, don't listen, it lies.

Let me kiss away your tears.
Let me love away your fear.
Let me bring you back where you belong.

Into the dark I fell to tell, my light is shining, I need no torch, my heart illuminates the way.

My wrathful cries of justice, I tore at the orc's flesh, one by one, then I looked up at the myriad of shining stars, through the trees, I swear I saw her smile, like the moon on my eyes, bringing merciful fate to the dead, with death and through death, as this is the fate that the enemy deserves.

Salvation, through death, my combative orc.

Ancestor Revenants, guide my hand, I take the power out from my heart, and put it in my hand.
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Re: The Sentinel: Journal and Thoughts of Valan'thilee Miluvial

Unread post by loveling » Sun Oct 27, 2019 12:32 am

Chapter 1 Part 3: The Fall of Hellsteel

There was tension since I finished my reverie, I don't know if it was in the air or it was me.

I headed to the Gate to get a dress and a masl for the party, I opted for some black trousers and a noble shirt, I like my mask, I will keep it.

I went to the theater alone, hopeful.
It was amazing, I spent time with a wonderful person and got to know her more. I danced and enjoyed myself, a plan, my warm up exercise for the main event.

Jalib's number was over and I saw Fingal nowhere, I knew that was the signal, I said goodbye to as many people as I could . . . I went up to my squire . . . My squire, I am not even a knight . . . But he seemed to be enjoying himself, I felt guilty and bad for dragging him into what could be certain death, so I just left by myself. I left Luniel too, she was tired, I hope to see her again.

I went North, praying all the way. I saw the Flaming Fist soldiers and I knew where to head to.

While at the battlefield, I saw a mysterious man wearing a red hood and cloak, said he was studying the devils . . . What a creep, but I had no time for that, I knew where I had to go.

I marched and saw the Fist army, I also saw them, the irregulars, I joined them.

The leader of the troops gave some words, a woman with a silver staff, she seemed nice.
Then it began, the tempurians started their chant, I prayed too . . . There was lighting, chaos, fire . . . Then nothing, then from the sky, a giant humanoid figure, riding two chariots on each feet, Tempus, the humans called him . . .Truly amazing the power that Faith has, these humans can be very surprising.

The Flaming Fist fought the main Horde . . . Blessed be their soul, their flesh and their lives.

Our mission was to fight Cruallax.

We fought him.

He is back where he belongs now.
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