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Eyonia

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[c] destined to arrive to Ardougne within one to three hours. Nearly succeeding in getting within range to handle the item they were meant to carry, the elven scout, Iyanna, inevitably decided that they should all back off and secure a safer path after noticing some inconsistencies and bits of information they never told the guards being mentioned. After falsely being threatened with being hunted down for acting suspicious, the party ignored the guards and departed.

The party decided to head south-east, a portion of the information that the first contact provided, albeit, not the wholeness they would have gotten if he was not interrupted. There, they headed into Ardougne from the south-east, meeting a merchant who sought to buy any and all rarities on their hands, claiming he asked such, because they were adventurers. Fortunately, careful positioning allowed the party to notice a thief attempting to take the their cargo, of which, was secured and defended against. They decided not to reprimand the thief, or the merchant, who clearly had hired him, thereby avoiding reprimanding by the law, given, the merchant was actually independent, and did not work for the Zamorakians.

As they headed south, the party arrived at the Ardougne monastery, where the most dastardly of the Zamorakians await, nearly convincing them to travel along the south-western border of the tree gnome village, which would have ended up in a dangerous ambush by Zamorakian archers. He did, however, succeed in preventing them from heading east to Port Khazard, where their next and final actual, honest contact awaited,- the group heading south, to the borders of the Fight Arena. [c]

06-Jul-2017 06:33:28

Eyonia

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[c] As they neared the entrance to the arena, The Icyene, Castaron, soon regretted the mistake that was to ignore both western and eastern paths,- The bandits at the establishment harassing and sexually teasing the three women passengers. After being fed a lie, to appease their roguish nature, and to be granted passage as a fellow deviant, the Icyene claimed that they were property being delivered to a feisty client down in Yanille. Buying his lie, but ending to an unexpected situation, the men agreed to let them pass without trouble so long as they could 'Touch up' the women without spoiling the 'Product,' resulting in the party deciding to summon a dust devil to deal some personal payback for any others harassed by the deviants, and to make their escape without being defiled.

Finally arriving near Yanille, they were informed by their appropriate contact, who had seen them advance from an established lighthouse near the port, that they needed to entered the south-western entrance to Yannile to remain save. Both entrances were guarded by groups of Zamorakians, but the south-western path, while it held the more dangerous encounter, was supposedly, easier to cross with intimidation and guile. After taking note of this, and successfully believing and following the instructions of their second contact, they hastily moved to Yanille.

Meeting the guard, but soon not sure how to get past them,- the Icyene requested to enter alone, testing claims that the Zamorakians had overwhelmed the city, and lay in wait,- Awaiting the transport, before killing anything and everything in their path to get it. To avoid the possibility of mass bloodshed, including of innocents, he entered to dispel these rumors, unfortunately, leaving behind the cargo, cart-driver, and a single guard. It was then, that the men attacked,- Fortunately being halted by quick thinking of the groups scout, whom sent the beast of burden leading the cart into a full sprint, directly at the small, [c]

06-Jul-2017 06:33:34

Eyonia

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[c] narrow gate where they stood.

The leader of the order soon pursued her as she moved to flee, however, and a fight ensued,- the Icyene shortly rejoining, boasting his wings, and scaring off the lesser soldiers whom had been under the Zamorakian leaders command. After a close, but quick battle, the Zamorakian thug was slain before he could put himself in a position to take the life of the groups scout. The cargo was successfully delivered, revealed to be a Saradominian artifact of great power. Created and given to a female priest of the order, it was used to repel a sudden attack of Zamorakian demons and cultists, thereby saving the church, and its members.

Ironically, however, while the payments were dished out, and the quest was complete, the Icyene and mages could note a distinct lack of energy emanating from the object. The myth, as it seemed, was but that,- a myth,- and while they had gotten paid, the artifact, was revealed to be powerless. Still, having been successful, and such knowledge of its lack of authenticity not being known, everything was a success,- renown, being gathered for the group.

[ Wow, that was long. There you go, Blox.]

06-Jul-2017 06:33:40

LifeAndDeath
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Character Name: Alwin Nerimaris

Age 350

Race: Elf

Sector of RP: Royal Guard

Religion: Serenist

Physical Description: Alwin has a larger build, wider of shoulder yet no taller than the average elf. He finds that a strict and intense physical regime is necessary to fulfill the demands of a Royal Guard, allowing him to respond to any threat as quickly as possible.

Personality: Alwin is stalwart fellow, filling his time with work, training, and brief moments of meditation in his study. In the privacy of his home or the company of a select few comrades, he will loosen up and live a moment in the past. Friends, family... when they existed... and spirits give him life, without, there is little humor, few smiles, and no time for leisure.

Strengths: Physical attributes for one. Unquestioning loyalty. The wisdom that comes with age and experience. Knowledge not found in books.

Flaws: Lack of book smarts. Unquestioning loyalty. Aging bones. Tunnel vision.

Backstory: Alwin grew up under guidance of his father, a veteran and then guard to the royal family. His father built the family name through blood and strife and when times of peace came around, he settled down to a more stable position. He taught his son Alwin the ways of the blade, should war come creeping onto their doorstep some day. He taught him skills every young elf should know, from tracking, to magic... and a few that aren't as well known by their kind. Alwin grew up with a limited moral compass, learning to obey first and keep questions to yourself. Quickly he was molded into the perfect soldier, but with no wars he found a dangerous, yet much safer career in the field of protection. Alwin experienced a mid-life crisis and spent nearly a century on his own, adventuring the realm, making and losing close friends. When he returned, his father had died of what was labeled a natural causes and though this has always troubled him, he has occupied his thoughts with other things.

06-Jul-2017 07:56:55

BloxzorKBG

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BloxzorKBG said :
Events in Hynafiaid



Title: The Summer Festival

When?: Saturday, July 8th, 3:00 PM Central

Where?: Baxtorian Falls

Description: The elves of Hynafiaid have decided to host an open Summer Festival to reestablish diplomatic ties with as many Kingdoms and Households as possible. The festival shall be hosted nearly on the doorstep of the Countess of Baxtorian; Tailynn Telemmaitë.

Security seems to be on high alert for whatever reason that may be- perhaps paranoia or just a want to keep foreign human attendees out of their business, either way, many of the Amddiffynnwr Uchel shall be attending.


A reminder that this is tomorrow.

We've also founded a clan, 'Kingdom of Hynafiaid'. We're open to people joining and/or guesting. Message 'Bloxzor' in-game if interested.
Kingdom of Hynafiaid
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07-Jul-2017 23:01:10

Eyonia

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A Summary of the Summer Festival

Rumor and mischief hung firmly upon the proceedings leading up to the coronation, as King Nolfinwë, leader of the self-pronounced kingdom, Hynafiaid, created the summer festival as means to marry and create a queen of his choosing. After having their fill of apple-bobbing, fortune telling, festivities, and other employed acts provided by the elvish kingdom, the guests were amassed affront the tombstone of Glarial in preparation of the ceremony which had truly brought them there.

Rumor shifted into actuality, as the debate over whether or not the words suggesting that the King would marry his sister, Tailynn, were true, was finally settled. King Nolfinewë, affront all of his guests, declared his love for his sister, marrying and pronouncing her queen affront various attending orders. Despite clear unease within the crowd, no protest was offered at the gathering, and all went pleasantly, for a time.

After an ill-timed raffle that did not ease the minds of those whom attended, the main entertainment event (or so it was seem, at the time) was started, alongside a treasure trail, supposedly intending to test the wit of the participants. Enslaved Airuts, captured by the men of the King, were brought forward to a pit where the guests were permitted to gather, and test their metal against the beasts if they found themselves brave enough. Three rose to the task, slaying the two creatures, and claiming blessed, crystal weapons given form by the powerful words of the elvish elders attending.

While all seemed to calm, the reality of the matter was far from true,- exterior forces moving to shape the path of the coronation in a more unpleasant direction. The treasure trail, a test of wit, pitting attendants against riddles created by an elder of the kingdom, veered off course, moving off the planned path, established by the elves, and leading them to a less fabricated reality of the kings intent and virtue. [c]

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Eyonia

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[c] Seemingly sabotaged, the riddles were swapped,- replaced with far more complex ones that lead them astray from the original design,- bringing the four individuals who managed to interpret the first riddle to a scene of bloodshed. While the masses of important individuals who attended his wedding were busy, orders were made to make the most effective use out of the distractions of other organizations,- a group of elvish men were tasked with a particularly shady, grisly, and demented set of affairs.

The riddle, having lead them to the place at which it would have occurred (a dozen minutes shy), provided a scene of a village razed to the ground, female bodies defiled, and corpses stripped of all possessions, nearly as much so as their homes, which were now mere foundations and charcoal. Upon further investigation, the clues lead them to the north, where a group of Kinshran warriors discovered an outpost operated by the Kings men, whom were soon found to be slavers, tasked with the illegal transport and acquisition of new slaves to sell to the highest bidder. With it apparent that the foundation of his empire was founded upon the profit of prolific suffering, those who undertook the challenge of finishing the riddle pressed onwards, attacking, and entering the outpost of the elves.

It was there they discovered the remainder of the forces that survived the attack oiling and burning as many documents connecting King Nolfinwë and his various contacts with the slave trade as possible, the men soon fleeing, despite pursuit, to the main room in which all of their slaves were housed prior to transport. After an intense battle, the elves guarding and destroying the secrets and trade of their King were slain. Within the grasp of the last slaver, likely the one tasked with escape, what a ledger, detailing all of the illegal, immoral trades that Nolfinwë had both warranted and profited from. [c]

09-Jul-2017 02:46:08

Eyonia

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[c] Additionally, papers were stuffed into the ledger pages, detailing authentic signings and seals of the king himself on various, more critical matters,- whether it be mass sale, or dealings with less than reputable sources, from monsters to even other humans. With all of this discovered, those who sought the riddles reward, had now found it. Despite not being the gold promised, they had evidence of a long, long line of corruption, spanning hundreds of years, and an additional clue, tucked flamboyantly at the top of the ledger, to lead them to even further revelations.

The slaves were soon freed, and while nearly all, but one or two, returned home, it was not to greet their families. Instead, the masses of starved, weakened, and deprived individuals who had been robbed of their freedoms flooded the streets of Falador by the dozens, letting all whom would hear them, the true virtues of the elven king, and the true means of which he had grasped his power. From the inns, where they regained their energy and were treated to mead, to the streets, where they brought forth the guards and shared every last detail of their imprisonment, beatings, lost loved ones, and tales of defilement,- No matter where you turned you ear within the human capitals, voices calling for vengeance spread and were heard.

The only real question, truly, was what would happen next?

09-Jul-2017 02:52:17

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