393 Years, 129 days since the victory of Lanival the Redeemer
4th Month of Shorka the Cobra, in the Year of the Bronze Wyvern.
Today word received me in time to head to the Seacaves to meet with Master Sewt a fellow dwarf and tinkerer of some renown. Waiting in line with many others, I found that he worked on tools and household items. I was able to come up with an idea for my carving knife, having it redone from its plain mikkhalbamar grip, to something much more suiting to my nature as moon mage, dwarf, and nomad.
Here is what he was able to make, almost exactly as I had requested:
You tap a long carving knife etched with lunar symbols
The stars of Kertigen's constellation, the Raven, are etched onto one side of the blade. Opposite the stars are a series of animals following a trail of runes, all set in copper. Raven wings sweep up from the hilt to form a hand guard, while the feet clasp a sunstone scroll.
Signed by my hand,
Kraggur
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sa Hlef ut nin Baskan
http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=ddhszpf2_5f9vxmgc4
(Link has the full accounting)
Sa Hlef ut nin Baskan
The Beginnings of a Mage
I am Kraggur, Nenavskan, Malnis, and ‘Dan gwen tage’. Amongst the people of Ratha I have been known for almost a year, amongst those of the River Crossing, Haven, and Shard for several more. As those who know me, my word is my unbreakable bond. Kertigen serve as my witness that the writing following is a true account of the early years of my life before events made me journey to the lands more commonly travelled and inhabited by Man.
Note that this account is broken into several segments with some substantial gaps between. I have done my best to document my age at least to give readers some reference to today’s times. At the time of this writing,, I am some 54 years old.
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Guide
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Prelude Sa Shelli Silfarik The Silver Hills
Chapter 1 Hunth Prisoner
Chapter 2 Saarnur Freedom
Chapter 3 Sa Klend The Journey
Chapter 4 Nin Hradhgig Kraka A Fated Meeting
Chapter 5 Nenavskan Moon Mage
Chapter 6 Malnis Wanderer
Chapter 7 Dan Gwen Tage Nomad
Chapter 8 Fareling Travelling
Conclusion Dun sa Radhelar Mirk Against the Rising Darkness
(Link has the full accounting)
Sa Hlef ut nin Baskan
The Beginnings of a Mage
I am Kraggur, Nenavskan, Malnis, and ‘Dan gwen tage’. Amongst the people of Ratha I have been known for almost a year, amongst those of the River Crossing, Haven, and Shard for several more. As those who know me, my word is my unbreakable bond. Kertigen serve as my witness that the writing following is a true account of the early years of my life before events made me journey to the lands more commonly travelled and inhabited by Man.
Note that this account is broken into several segments with some substantial gaps between. I have done my best to document my age at least to give readers some reference to today’s times. At the time of this writing,
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Guide
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Prelude Sa Shelli Silfarik The Silver Hills
Chapter 1 Hunth Prisoner
Chapter 2 Saarnur Freedom
Chapter 3 Sa Klend The Journey
Chapter 4 Nin Hradhgig Kraka A Fated Meeting
Chapter 5 Nenavskan Moon Mage
Chapter 6 Malnis Wanderer
Chapter 7 Dan Gwen Tage Nomad
Chapter 8 Fareling Travelling
Conclusion Dun sa Radhelar Mirk Against the Rising Darkness
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Thoughts on recent events
*various notations about star positions, lack of stars, and indecipherable conclusions about natural spirits, mountains, and astronomical calculations precede the section of the scroll*
216 Days, 392 Years Since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer, 6th Month of Arhat the Fire Lion,
Year of the Silver Unicorn
I consider it a matter of professional interest to concern myself, at least in some mild capacity, with events regarding necromancy, the gods, and the spirits of Elanthia. Most other moon mages might consider my work odd, seeing as a whole that we enjoy a rather more secular worldview than most other guilds.
On the other hand my calling as a Nomad, by its nature, inclines myself more towards necessary study of spirits, souls, and the nature of life as can be understood through a more rigorous analysis of life itself. I make no secret of my association with Kertigen and Meraud both, nor the various summonings and controlling of servants worldly and otherworldly. Shadowlings and Shadow Servants are common, but so too are my summonings of boggles and other lesser spirits and creatures not oft understood.
It is with this in mind that the events of the past years (not strictly in order) have deeply disturbed me and others of my calling:
First were the Dragon Priest invasions. I myself stood at the Crossing gate when one of their foul gates first opened allowing their assassins, priests, and warriors loose into civilized lands again. The foulness lying beyond their gates caused even my stalwart soul to quail at the sight. My beard bears its first grey strands from that day.
Second was the coming of Veyne. Through various sources, word of unsettled spirits surrounding his appearance and ring-giving slowly reached me. As the quality of information improved, a council was called and movement begun towards discovering the nature of his being and offers. While our band’s leadership formed, the issue rapidly outpaced our small group and his true nature was revealed, stalling our direct efforts in this venture. A curse to being a Nomad, and away in Ratha, I guess. None the less, I journeyed to Shard and other locales where he was known to remain for a while. In doing this I discovered that the land itself took notice of his passing and bore the spiritual scars of his passing long after he was there. This issue bears further investigation into the nature of Veyne’s full activities and what impact they have upon the natural order.
My kinsmen who have aided me in this venture to date I hope will receive word of this and continue to send me report of any further damage to Elanthia’s fabric.
Third is the recent disappearance of the stars, the appearance of astrological artifacts upon Elanthia’s soil, and the debate between Moon Mages and Clerics over the nature of said artifacts. Having in my possession a small number of artifacts, their astrological nature cannot be denied. What disturbs me is their lack of any spiritual connection to Elanthia. Say what the Clerics will about the presence of spiritual forces swirling inside the stellar fragments I can sense no ties to Elanthia herself through them.
While others wiser than me may speculate upon this, I have reached several conclusions. First, it is logical that the stars we observe would not have direct connection to the spirits of Elanthia. This does not deny the spiritual nor astrological significance or findings behind the shards, merely that they are not of Elanthia. Second, this nature is disconcerting. I have not had the time to fully examine any areas where these shards have landed. Anyone who has and is attuned to the land, I would greatly appreciate your input on any spiritual imbalance, awakenings, or non-understood phenomena arising from where they landed. Similarly any findings on impacts from places where they stand for some time are welcome as well. Third, I do not know what future impacts this may have. Moon mages, amongst others, have experience in dealing with otherworldly entities and binding them. However, to my knowledge, we lack experience in the same for non-entities, such as these stones. Do trust that on these accounts myself and my kin will be searching for answers, or at least explanations and hypotheses for these conditions.
Taken together these issues create no small concern for myself regarding the natural spirits of Elanthia and what may bode for them. All too often are our resources dominated by theological and astrological debates. Rangers are my kin in safeguarding the wellbeing of Elanthia, however I seek also to understand and safeguard Elanthia’s spirits as well. My fellow Nomadic kin are spread far and few in between, as is our nature.
Signed by my hand,
Kraggur of the Nomads
216 Days, 392 Years Since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer, 6th Month of Arhat the Fire Lion,
Year of the Silver Unicorn
I consider it a matter of professional interest to concern myself, at least in some mild capacity, with events regarding necromancy, the gods, and the spirits of Elanthia. Most other moon mages might consider my work odd, seeing as a whole that we enjoy a rather more secular worldview than most other guilds.
On the other hand my calling as a Nomad, by its nature, inclines myself more towards necessary study of spirits, souls, and the nature of life as can be understood through a more rigorous analysis of life itself. I make no secret of my association with Kertigen and Meraud both, nor the various summonings and controlling of servants worldly and otherworldly. Shadowlings and Shadow Servants are common, but so too are my summonings of boggles and other lesser spirits and creatures not oft understood.
It is with this in mind that the events of the past years (not strictly in order) have deeply disturbed me and others of my calling:
First were the Dragon Priest invasions. I myself stood at the Crossing gate when one of their foul gates first opened allowing their assassins, priests, and warriors loose into civilized lands again. The foulness lying beyond their gates caused even my stalwart soul to quail at the sight. My beard bears its first grey strands from that day.
Second was the coming of Veyne. Through various sources, word of unsettled spirits surrounding his appearance and ring-giving slowly reached me. As the quality of information improved, a council was called and movement begun towards discovering the nature of his being and offers. While our band’s leadership formed, the issue rapidly outpaced our small group and his true nature was revealed, stalling our direct efforts in this venture. A curse to being a Nomad, and away in Ratha, I guess. None the less, I journeyed to Shard and other locales where he was known to remain for a while. In doing this I discovered that the land itself took notice of his passing and bore the spiritual scars of his passing long after he was there. This issue bears further investigation into the nature of Veyne’s full activities and what impact they have upon the natural order.
My kinsmen who have aided me in this venture to date I hope will receive word of this and continue to send me report of any further damage to Elanthia’s fabric.
Third is the recent disappearance of the stars, the appearance of astrological artifacts upon Elanthia’s soil, and the debate between Moon Mages and Clerics over the nature of said artifacts. Having in my possession a small number of artifacts, their astrological nature cannot be denied. What disturbs me is their lack of any spiritual connection to Elanthia. Say what the Clerics will about the presence of spiritual forces swirling inside the stellar fragments I can sense no ties to Elanthia herself through them.
While others wiser than me may speculate upon this, I have reached several conclusions. First, it is logical that the stars we observe would not have direct connection to the spirits of Elanthia. This does not deny the spiritual nor astrological significance or findings behind the shards, merely that they are not of Elanthia. Second, this nature is disconcerting. I have not had the time to fully examine any areas where these shards have landed. Anyone who has and is attuned to the land, I would greatly appreciate your input on any spiritual imbalance, awakenings, or non-understood phenomena arising from where they landed. Similarly any findings on impacts from places where they stand for some time are welcome as well. Third, I do not know what future impacts this may have. Moon mages, amongst others, have experience in dealing with otherworldly entities and binding them. However, to my knowledge, we lack experience in the same for non-entities, such as these stones. Do trust that on these accounts myself and my kin will be searching for answers, or at least explanations and hypotheses for these conditions.
Taken together these issues create no small concern for myself regarding the natural spirits of Elanthia and what may bode for them. All too often are our resources dominated by theological and astrological debates. Rangers are my kin in safeguarding the wellbeing of Elanthia, however I seek also to understand and safeguard Elanthia’s spirits as well. My fellow Nomadic kin are spread far and few in between, as is our nature.
Signed by my hand,
Kraggur of the Nomads
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