Kiamae Ostmirdil the Purposeful Protector, Provost Magistrate

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Chapter 1

Dear Mother, Father

Well, here is one for the books. I have been promoted to Provost...largely
I suspect because I was the only person left. It serves me right as well..
...all these years of pompous letters to you saying I aim to this or that
..and now, I have, literally no excuses.
I have found myself frankly, stealing, old Sir Caroolth's policies. Not
that I'm ashamed of this. He is still my model as a good Provost. What
else...I have been through my flustered and shocked period and right now,
I'm dog paddling rather furiously, but its getting a little easier, if
only a little with each watch.
Spiritually I still have dark times. I'd like to say now I'm Provost that
the fort and I should start hugging and make all peachy. Hyzin is a good
friend, but I think I'm dreaming there. Many young lightwalkers seem to
equate being warranted as an initiate rite. Something I've never understood.
What else? I am continueing to pester, Sir Da' in my lord's shrine, and
still have plans to put together my paper on the Archon-Lady Voralia links.
All in all, I'm keeping busy, and still have my dreams. I'm also maintaing
a strict regime of self mockery to prevent getting a big head. This is
working well, as I find myself a constant source of excellent mockery
opportunities.
Hugs and lights blessings,
Your loving daughter,
Kiamae.

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Chapter 12

Kiamae was born in Darsylon, the child of humble hunters from the surrounding
vale. Humble, happy folk, they raised Kiamae to be happy and with solid
values, firmly planted in the teachings of the light. Her acceptance into
the holy orders, was a source of quiet pride to them. Kiamae squireship
a hard time for her, for while she in an intense believer in order, she
struggles with tight discipline...Also...Kiamae's greatest grievance with
her people is what she sees as thier inaction. The elves have so much
potential, but as she sees it, seem content to hide in the homeland. Her
greatest admiration goes to other elves that have decided to enter the world
and try and make a difference. Unsurprisingly, her first act on finishing
her squireship was to follow them. The outside world has shocked her, being
even darker and bloodier then she imagined. She is determined to do her
part in making it a better place.
Kiamae is something of a contradiction. Her personallity is what most
would call frivilous, even airheaded. This is to a certain extent, true,
would be the first to admit it, she is unabashedly proud to show her
happiness. She has another side, however. As said, she has a fierce hatred
for the wicked, for the bully and the cruel. When confronted by these she
almost becomes another person. Her training serves her well.

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Chapter 11

Dear Mother, Father...

Well...The outside world is a dark place, you would not believe it. All
I have seen however, has simply confirmed my convictions. The firstborn have
commited a crime, our indifference to those outside our borders is...Oh,
did I mention I finally located the Archons messenger? Walk right past it
atleast three times and was starting to think I was way off...anyway right
now, and I know you won't believe this, I am dangling on a tiny ledge in
the mountains. You would think an Archon Lord's abode would be heavenly, not
designed to give people the willies.
Probably something symbolic and deep.
Certainly not the best place for penning, so excuse this being a brief letter.
I've been thinking a lot...about how I can help most, the future and such.
Have to confess I've plenty of ideas, but best they wait, a bird in the
hand and such...Best this bird proove her worth and gain a blessing before
I start rummaging in the bushes for what the future holds. And, seriously,
I'm dangling on a cliff. Anyway, hugs and lights blessings,
Your loving daughter,
Kiamae.

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Chapter 10

Illegal name, try another.
Name: disease, though it is contracted through
ignorance and can spread quite quickly if not tended. While wickedness
itself and it actions are something I hate, the person commiting
them should be pitied. They are simply ignorant and ill.
Someone who has lived all thier life blind will not realise they are
missing the light. This is the way with darkwalkers. Just as we do not
allow someone with plague to suffer, or to spread the disease, we must
also not tolerate tainted actions. Inaction will cause the sickness to
spread, infecting more and more with its lure of self centeredness and
causing more harm. How to remedy then?
Certainly not by sitting in your well protected vale, waiting as the
years slip past, as though one day we can look out and find everything
is suddenly alright!
A sickness must be fought. Redemption and education, is of course the
most desireable solution....But why will your normal infected darkwalker
even consider redemption while the taint stands strong? We need to fight
it, weaken it, hit it hard as we can. Only when the influence of wickedness
is weak can we hope to bring any of them to healing.
The angel's wrath, needs come before the Archon's healing.

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Chapter 9

Dear Mother, Father...

Please excuse me not writting in so long...I'd say I've been busy, but
frankly I just plain forgot. Alright then...where to start, a good deal
has happened since my last letter. Oh, well first..The Archon's temple is
a heavenly place, not a ledge designed to give the willies. I spend a
fair bit of time there each day, but haven't actually seen him yet. I've
considered yelling my prayers...but, bleh, seems so needy and selfish to
me. I reckon if the boss has something to say, he will say it.
What else? Well I've joined the Spire, not the acolytes..I know this might
sound odd, but hear me out.
The Spire is practically all darkwalkers right now, its a horrid thought
really...Basically I figured they needed my bosses voice more the fort
needed its twentieth follower. Slow going right now, I spend all my time
staring at the wall in an empty Seantryn ( a place I frankly hate) but
what ever, a change comes when it comes..And I'm still young. Will
write again soon. Hugs and lights blessings.
Your loving daughter,
Kiamae.

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Chapter 8

Illegal name, try another.
Name: sto book is this rumpled letter*


Greeting Tribunes,
Firstly then, I am Kiamae, knight of the Archon, and I seek a place
as a magistrate. I will be frankly honest from the outset...I am doing
this to promote and aid the light as much the principles of order. Do
not mistake me however, I hold what the Spire stands for in the hightest
regard, else I would not pen this. I can think of nothing more worthy
the sheltering and protecting the weak.
I will of course be more then happy to answer any further inquiries
in person, and look forward to meeting all worthy tribunes.

kiamae of the Archon.

*This is written beneath it*
This is the old missive I sent to the Spire. Thought I'd keep it, might
interesting to look back at. Sent it when very young..well before my
learning my second strike.

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Chapter 7

Dear Mother, Father..

Well, where do I begin. A lot has happened since I last wrote. I have been
shamed and redeemed, inspired and blessed. For a good while now I have
been posted in Voralia...If I spend the rest of my life posted here, I will
be more then happy. It is a beautiful place, and I feel I am really doing
something worthy here. I have been studying the Lady Voralia, I am sure
she follows the same path as my lord and myself, an amazing woman. She
is a source of tremendous inspiration, as are the members of her order,
something I have hopes of being accepted into.
I am actually, very happy, though it cost me a good deal of sadness and
self doubt to reach this point. I won't speak of my shame, I've found
when I do, it ends up sounding like justifications.
The Spire is still very dark, sadly, but I can see a glimmer of light
growing, and hope to bring more. Anyway, I'm being called, so I'll leave
off now. Hugs and lights blessings.
Your loving daughter,
Kiamae (hopefully) Archonic knight of the Voralian order.

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Chapter 6

Dear Mother, Father

I have returned from my travels, and anoyingly have little to report. As
I told you last visit, I was seeking the island of the Lady Voralia. I
am starting to think it must be sunken beneath the sea, as I spoke the
normal mad hermits, underwent the required fasting, suffering and
humiliation without even getting close.
Upsetting, but life goes on. I have to say the break has done me good. It
does a person good to return refreshed sometimes.
The darkness in the Spire continues, or has even deepened since I left,
so my work there has practically been returned to the start. I still have
hope. What else is new...Oh, I have been transferred to Galadon, something
most see as a promotion, but I miss Voralia, and if I have any desire for
change in my duties, it is to be permitted to return.
I think I am getting old. My dreams are changing.
I genuinely love protecting people, I no longer desire to be one of these
knights who blazes across the world. I think this is probably more
then most people achieve in life, and enough happiness for anyone.
Hugs and lights blessings.
Your loving daughter,
Kiamae.

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Chapter 5

To the Lord Knight Commander, Voralian Order, Voralia

Before I present my researches, let me again state my admiration for
the order, and express again my humble desire to take a place in its
ranks.
This is a small fragment of my researches on the Lady Voralia (which I
intend to expand upon, expressely touching her obvious links to the Archon's
vision). While I doubt any of this will be new to you, I thought mayhap
you would be interested to know what the folk are saying regarding the
blessed Lady and her most noble order.
The following is taken exclusively from talks with leading members of
Voralia city and does not include material from other sources, which are
numerous. My special thanks go to the Commander of the Peacekeepers and
the High Voralian Priest, both of whom were most generous with thier time.

On the Lady Voralia.
The light favours the martyr, who the folk consider thier saviour. She
inspires all, and brings grace and hope to the downtrodden. She gave her
life to protect her people, yet even in death, she emits light upon them.
It is believed she gave her life protecting her folk from demons and worse
though it is unknown why they sieged her island home. They have no doubt
that without the Lady Voralia, thier souls would have been doomed.
Voralian city was rebuilt from the ruin by those true to the light of
Lady Voralia.

On the Voralian Order.
The Voralian order serves all the Gods of Light, but seeks to emulate
the virtue of the Lady Voralia, and was founded in gratitude by those
she saved. The order consists of three ranks; Knights, Peacekeepers and
Squires. Most knights of the order are paladins, like the Lady Voralia,
but many are warriors and other proffesions. The peacekeepers duty is
to assure the purity and peace within the city. Squires are peacekeepers in
training, and the lowest rank of the order.

As I touched on, there is a large amount of sources I have not drawn on
here, and will be happy to send you a copy of my complete studies when
compiled if that would please.
Kiamae, Magistrate and Knight of the Archon.

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Chapter 4

A self given affectation, in the elvish.

Ost - from the elvish for city/fortress
Mir - from the elvish, denoting bright, shining, radiant.
Dil - from the elvish to love.

Literally meaning, lover of the shining city, Voralia.

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Chapter 3

Dear Mother, Father

Apologies for the time since I last wrote. I have a lot of news...so
where to begin. The last few weeks have been fruitfull to say the least,
I been promoted and seen the Spire transformed in what feels the blink
of an eye. The darkness within it has suffered an enormous blow, and
while this has weakened the Spire, I can already see its restoration..
This is doubly pleasing as the future seems to be dominated by lightwalkers.
What else....I have continued my studies of the Lady Voralia and her order,
which I still have hopes of entering, just today writing its commander
with some of my findings.
I have been reading my earliar writings...My self importantly named
manifesto is good for chuckle atleast..Sometimes, I feel like a different
person to the naive seeker who penned that, though I do love the spirit
it showed. I am growing old, I feel it more each day....Yet, as I wrote
last missive, I am satisfied and content with my services, and that is
enough happiness for anyone.
Hugs and lights blessings.
Your loving daughter,
Kiamae.

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Chapter 2

Dear Mother, Father

I feel sometimes, I am on the end of a rope, near breaking, and it is
only my faith that is holding it together. How I miss my lords council, it
is a need I saw as weak in my youth, but one I can't deny.
Am I wrong to protect the folk of these cities wish for peace? My
beliefs are the same as any Voralian peacekeepers...Are they also wrong
to wish peace in thier city?
Sometimes, I question it myself...Every lightwalker who says these things
to me, rakes my heart.
I have always done my best to help. I try so very hard, sometimes, I
come so very close to giving up. I despise this side of myself. Am I
to protect these peoples wishes? Is the order I love and its message of
light in peace as wrong as I am told. I can't believe it is...but
sometimes..
You know my moods can change like a pendulum swings, and already my the
darkness fades, though it will come next spitefull rant from someone
I would protect. And while I consider not sending this...If I can't
tell you two about this, I can't tell anyone.
Hugs and lights blessings.
Your loving daughter,
Kiamae.

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