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The dark haired female walks slowly over to the writing table, reading the document in her hand one last time before applying the Ardyon official seal. She hands it to the man standing nearby.
“Be sure this makes it to all who have established settlements in the Exiled Lands. It must be seen by as many as possible. Do not fail in this task.”
The man nods once and leaves with the notice. The scribes duplicate the message and attach it to ravens for distribution.
“Attention all those who have settled in the Exiled Lands. Ardyon welcomes those who seek to make a name for themselves within these lands. If you desire to transcend the bonds placed upon you by those who sent you here, if you believe you have the strength, skill and cunning to rise above the masses, seek us out. We are not for those who seek protection, we are not for those who seek peace, we are not for the meek. If you are determined and strong and currently unaligned, speak to Keket. We are southeast of the Unnamed City.”
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Satuba watches as they bring in the next set of initiates, his eyes scanning each individual with obvious indifference.
“Here are the new initiates,” whispers the dark skinned woman as she bows her head and quickly leaves the hall.
Satuba rises from his chair and walks behind the initiates, stepping close to each one to whisper in their ear.
“You will undoubtedly fail, and I will be here, to watch it and make sure you receive your punishment for failure.”
After making sure each initiate receives his pep talk, he slowly walks back around to the front of the group, his hands linked loosely behind his back, showing a complete lack of concern for his safety at the hands of the initiates.
“There are a few things you need to know, and I’m quite sure you all failed to do any research of your own before joining our illustrious guild. I understand that worms such as yourselves are naturally drawn to the heat and power we exude, but understand this, if you fail to excel at your studies, if you fail to prove useful to us, if you fail to perform as expected, you will become food for the worms. I trust you all understand what will be expected of you.”
Satuba motions to Ibiki and sits back down in his chair.An attractive, dark haired woman walks over and stands in front of the initiates, her thick accent difficult to place.
“I am Ibiki. I will be teaching you the things you will need to know for fulfilling your purpose to the guild. I teach you because it is expected of me, and you pay no fee for my knowledge. When we have uncovered additional recipes those will be made available to you as well. Most of what I teach you is restricted to our members. Do not spill our secrets to those outside or you will face swift consequences for your betrayal.”
Ibiki narrows her eyes and shakes her head, “Do not fail to advance in your teachings, it will not end well for you. Behind me you will see the entrance to our workshop. This is where you will practice your craft. This is open only to our members, so do not think to invite others along.”
Ibiki motions to Lucinda, standing by one of the tables along the wall.
“Lucinda is your vendor. She will offer to take some of the resources we use off of your hands for a small price. You may sell steel bars, ichor and crystal to her as often as you like. Her purpose is to keep you in some coin and keep us in the materials we use most often.”
Ibiki turns and bows to Satuba before turning back to the group of initiates.
“Satuba is who will be tracking and monitoring your progress within the guild. He will watch your every move, he will remember who has done what, who has failed, and who has exceeded expectations. He will also offer you a task that will allow you to further your standing with us once per week. I advise doing those tasks, as it will show us your level of dedication to the Black Ring.”
Ibiki steps closer to the group and lowers her voice just a little.
“We will all be watching you.” She waves her hand, dismissing the initiates and turns to whisper to Satuba.
Lucinda sighs and takes a step forward.
“Well? That’s it initiates, go on then, make yourselves useful.”
Kai pens an announcement and hands it to Jaskyl.
“Can you please make sure the residents have this information and get it up on the board as well?”
Greetings! Tyrenia will be hosting a festival near the city. The festival will run for several days and we would like to invite all those with an interest to set up a stall to sell your goods. We are going to be providing games of chance, food, drink and company for any who wish to attend.
If you would like to set up a stall kindly contact Kai, Evie or Jaskyl for more information.
Performers who wish to put their talent on display will receive pay from Tyrenia for their
time.
There will be a wheel of chance everyone can spin once for a chance to win something
rare or valuable.
Come enjoy the festival, eat, drink, and get to know one another. Take a chance at one of
the tables, visit our beer garden, take in one of the performances, or browse our festival
vendors.
~Kai
(Festival will kick off Saturday morning (US Central) )
Keket leans back as she watches the slaves at their work. She shakes her head, a little disappointed in the latest group. A female naked from the waist up quickly walks up to Keket, her eyes lowered. She slowly offers a parchment to Keket. Keket takes the parchment and scans it quickly with her eyes.
She smiles and motions for her servant.
“Take this to Nix, make sure she knows that our people need to be visible at this festival. Open hostility is not needed at this time, I do, however, want our presence to be known. We need to gather information about their numbers, their skills, their intentions. We should also take advantage of their generous offer to make some coin, so all of our people will get a 5 gold stipend to give them starting coin for use at their games of chance.”
Keket waves both of the servants off and goes back to watching the slaves.
Keket watches the thin, attractive woman through the bars. This waif is the thing that has been standing in her way? She takes a step forward and grins, taking in her features. Her ears are pointed, but shorter than elf ears. Her hair is long and straight and the purple matches her eyes. She has heard this woman is an Aasimar, but that means very little to her.
“So, you are Kai, the one that has been pulling our resources and filling others heads with ideas of independence? How did you think this was going to end other than in your capture and death?”
Kai tilts her head to one side and narrows her eyes, looking through the bars at the woman questioning her.
“And you must be Keket, the voice of Ardyon? Some voice, all you preach is hate, control and dominance. We are all exiles here and none of us is better than the other. If we want to survive here we need to be able to rely on one another.”
Keket laughs and shakes her head.
“You genuinely believe your own words don’t you. That makes it all the more pathetic. At least if you had been using that stance to gain an upper hand, to secure your position of dominance, I may have had a little more respect for you. I’m sure Set will enjoy your sacrifice.”
Keket turns on her heels and leaves the jail.
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The wailing of the slaves is heard throughout the area, their despair and pain evident in their sorrowful cries.
“No more, please, no more!”
The armored male smiles, his lips turn up at the corners and his tongue licks his lips as he readies his whip. His work is far from over.
A woman in a black and gold gown lounges in the corner, the red light casting shadows on her features as she watches the scene in front of her. She takes a long sip of her wine, then places if onto the back of her servant, poised as her table.
“Do not spill one drop of that, or you will find yourself at the end of his whip.”
The servant winces, but says nothing more. Keket returns her attention to the entertainment, keeping her eyes on one woman in particular. She has long, black hair and dark eyes. She refuses to cry out or shy from the whip. She may be useful in the future, if she can outlast her man Glacas.
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Tyrenia gathers, organizing and planning their approach. Marcellus claps his hands twice and all those gathered become quiet, watching as he moves to the front of the room.
“Today is the day we will right the wrongs committed against us and make those who insulted us and kidnapped Kai pay for their actions.”
Marcellus unrolls a map and points to three different locations marked.
“This is where we believe they are holding Kai. This is where we will make the exchange. This is where we will meet up should we get separated. Everyone knows their role and what is expected of them. Does anyone have questions?”
The group nods and begin to make preparations, readying themselves for the upcoming assault. It won’t be easy, but there is too much at stake to take no action, and Kai’s time is running out. All that is left now is to wait for Orren to send word that everything is in place.
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Keket gathers several of her workers. She turns to the Ciephas and hands him two parchments, “You, make sure these notices are placed on the message board in Tyrenia.”
She turns to the others and points at the tall male with dark hair, handing him a clear vial, “You, take 2 others, remove the body from the water well in Tyrenia and add the contents of this vial to the well. This should show Tyrenia that our offer of a cessation of hostilities is genuine. Report back to me once these things have been completed.”
Keket returns to her seat and picks up her glass of wine.
“Well! Go!” she says, waving her hand to dismiss them.
The night pulls closely in around her as she makes her way along the banks of the river. The scent of fish heavy in the air, she knows she is getting closer to her destination. The dark is a problem for her, but only a minor one. She doesn’t want to give away her location by using a torch, so she uses the stars and moon to provide the light she needs to help her navigate along the terrain without any real issue. After about an hour the sounds of laughter and music finds her. She looks over to her left and sees the dim lights of the inn. She makes her way to the side of the entrance, making sure she is not seen as she sits and watches through one of the windows. Her target is at the bar, two girls on his lap with a hand under each of their skirts. She shakes her head, disgusted with his behavior, but happy that he will be quite distracted when her blade hits its mark. She bides her time, getting comfortable and waiting for the moment she will collect his head and claim her bounty.
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A tentative non-aggression pact has been reached between Tyrenia and Ardyon, but it is tenuous at best. The two sides, distrustful of the other, still have their spies in place and their guards at the ready. The pieces on the board are moving. Will the peace hold or will someone toss a match into the powder keg? Come find out on Maelstrom.
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The history of River Run is a long and storied one, dating back more than a hundred years. The records that have been recovered show only a glimpse of what happened prior to the formation of River Run. The exiles who were alive then and survived the Dagon invasion have their own versions to tell, but as is common with most oral traditions, their recounting is peppered with personal biases, opinions and embellishments. We know there were two great cities, Tyrenia and Ardyon. We know their cultures, beliefs and philosophies were vastly different and, and more often than not, created conflict between the residents of both cities. Rumors of spies, trickery and kidnapping ran rampant, doing nothing to quell the unease between the two settlements. This, the annals of Sen’Ahri Bloodhawk, is my attempt to provide a comprehensive and unbiased accounting of the origin of River Run for future generations.
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The northerners gather around the tall Nord, eager to hear what he has to say. The settlement is coming along well, soon they will be in the position to unite the north against the desert dwellers.
“No longer will we stand idly by while these sand eaters intrude on our lands and steal our resources. No longer will we do nothing as they rape their own lands and turn to ours. This is the start of our legacy, this is our time and they will understand that I am their lord. They will bend the knee or we will cut them down where they stand. Our time is now!”
The men and women gathered to hear their Jarl stand, slamming axe against shield, they shout their anger to the winds and call upon Ymir to see them to victory.
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The woman dips her fingers into the bowl and paints the circle with the dark liquid before tossing the bones inside the inner markings. The girls begin to sing, the haunting lyrics and the tempo pulling the volva into her trance. Her eyes roll back and she convulses for several minutes as the singing continues to lull the spirits enough to allow Ylsa to ask her questions. The wind whips through the trees as the animals grow restless, the horses stamping nervously at the howling of the wolves. As the girls’ song comes to an end, Ysla lurches forward, her white eyes staring at the bones.
“Well?” the Jarl snaps.
He has never understood what happens with Ysla, but he has come to appreciate the number of times her visions have steered them true. He looks at her through narrowed eyes, eager to hear what the spirits have shared.
“The white messenger comes. The keep of the mountain is forsaken by the people of the north. The time of prosperity is upon us.”
The Jarl snarls at Ysla, her riddles frustrating at a time when truth and advice is badly needed.
“What does that mean?”
Ysla shakes her head slowly as she pulls herself up off of the ground, clutching the bones in her hand as she rises.
“I tell you only what they tell me. This is the way of the guide. This is not new to you. Take the guidance and use it as you will.”
The Jarl snatches his axe and storms out of the hut, the cold wind scatting ash and snow inside the door as he leaves. He knows the time to act is upon him, but will his father finally listen and take what is rightful theirs?
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