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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26377, "[HERALD] Arriku Jast the Impure, Returning to Grace"
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Arriku Jast the Impure, Returning to Grace
DescriptionThe elf before you is a darkened shadow compared to the fair haired and light-eyed features common of her race. Her hair is a thick curtain of raven's wing black hanging in a heavy, perfectly straight curtain down her back. Long bangs fall into her eyes, threatening to obscure her features. Peeking out from behind them are almond shaped eyes of a deep sapphire. Nearly black in color, when she faces the sun they sparkle like a polished gemstone, irises surrounded by a ring of pure black. Her skin is porcelain pale and unmarred by any scar or blemish. Her demeanor is demure and reserved, her movements graceful and her form willowy. She keeps her eyes lowered, generally refusing to meet the gaze of anyone looking upon her, and she rarely smiles. Upon her left hand is a platinum ring, its silvery sheen slightly dimmed, yet its lack of luster looking perfectly at home against her pale skin.
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Level | 51 | Sex | female | Race | elf | Ethos | Orderly | Align | Good | Class | paladin | Practices | 9 | Trains | 1 | Hometown | Hamsah Mu'tazz | Exp | 710587 | To Level | 26213 | Sphere | Beauty | Age mature, 494 years old (208 hours) | Hit Points | 864 | Mana | 898 | Movement | 1216 | Strength | 18 | Intelligence | 25 | Wisdom | 19 | Dexterity | 23 | Constitution | 11 | Charisma | 22 | Carry # | 0/37 | Carry Weight | 0 lb 0 oz | | | Gold | 21 | Silver | 3570 | Copper | 697 | Wimpy | 450 | Morale | Moderate | | | Hitroll | 38 | Damroll | 23 | | |
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Arriku's Role Chapter 19,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 17,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 16,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 15,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 14,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 3,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 2,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 4,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 5,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 6,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 7,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 8,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 9,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 10,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 11,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 12,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 13,
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Arriku's Role Chapter 1,
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Arriku's Class Specifics,
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Arriku's Statistics,
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Arriku's Cabal Specifics,
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Arriku's Edges,
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Arriku's Timeline,
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Arriku's Leveling,
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26412, "Arriku's Role Chapter 19"
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RoleChapter 19 Walking with Grace Added Sat Feb 14 07:38:29 2009 at level 11:Her first memory is of her mother's disapproving gaze and sharp words. Words meant to make her stronger, better, quicker, and, above all, more graceful. "Perfection doesn't come easy, child. You must work for it. Don't you want to be loved?"
The toddler took these words very seriously, a book balanced atop her head, trying to walk with perfect posture even though she had only taken her first steps the day before. She stumbled, fell, tried again, and fell again. Scraping her knees, she began to cry, only to have her tears choked off by a sharp slap. "Discipline, child! Concentrate! By the light of grace, you are an ugly mess!" Falling and failing would quickly become Arriku's closest friends. Wobbly, she got to her feet and tried again.
Twenty hard years later the elf had mastered the ability to walk with grace. One foot in front of the other, as though you were walking a tight rope. Head straight, shoulders back, eyes down. She had learned to keep her mouth shut and only speak when spoken to. Her mother still regarded her as a disgrace. "Child, I had great dreams and hopes for you, but as ugly and graceless as you are, I fear the greatest thing you could hope for would be to be a servant to the kings, not an entertainer." And so her mother began to train her as a servant. "That's right, pour the tea slowly, don't spill a drop!"
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26411, "Arriku's Role Chapter 18"
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RoleChapter 18 A dream and a death Added Sat Feb 14 07:39:51 2009 at level 11:Arriku's father was an absent man, a well-respected paladin born of Darsylon. He would stop at the home once per month, in between his missions of holy work. Every time he came by he was kind to his shy, graceless daughter, always bringing her gifts from all around the realm. Chocolate cake from Arkham, rye bread from Seantryn Modan, seashells from the coastal plains, she treasured every gift and kindness more than anything in her life. She idolized him and was heartbroken beyond belief when she learned of his death at the hands of the Empire. She was only sixty five when it happened, a gangly teenager completely devastated. Her mother forbid her from showing her grief, as a real lady would never let her emotional weakness show.
Arriku couldn't have known, but her mother was slowly losing her mind. She placed increasingly insane restrictions and rules on her daughter and without a father or any other family, there was no one to protect her or save her. The result was an exceptionally reserved and shy girl who hesitated before making any movements. She walked like a ghost through Darsylon, avoiding eye contact and direct conversation with anyone. One foot in front of the other, back perfectly straight, eyes lowered.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26410, "Arriku's Role Chapter 17"
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RoleChapter 17 A prince in Darsylon Added Sat Feb 14 08:04:50 2009 at level 11:It was during one of her trips running errands for her mother that she met Dyniel. He was young and a cousin to the crown prince of Darsylon, though Arriku did not learn that until much later. He was immediately enchanted by her blue eyes and silky black hair and he loved her submissive, differential personality. She tried to avoid him at first, but when she found he had just signed up as a student in the Paladin's Guild, she turned to him as only a lost child missing the father she idolized would. He seduced her and she fell terribly in love with him, sneaking from her house while her mother slept to meet with him in secret. Her mother had always called her father a 'distraction' and forbid Arriku from being in the presence of any man, save for her errands, which she was under strict orders not to talk to anyone or look at anyone.
On the morning of her one hundredth birthday, Arriku dressed in her best blue dress, lacing its high neck and corset so tightly that she could barely breath, the more uncomfortable the more perfect picture of beauty, as her mother had told her. She spent extra time on her hair, gathered her list of groceries from her mother, and slipped from the house to meet Dyniel. He knew it was her birthday and she was praying he would propose to her. She'd heard rumors of a royal wedding being arranged and had convinced herself that she would be the bride.
She met him beneath the ironwoods, where he stood clutching a single blue rose. She knelt before him, lowering her forehead nearly to the grassy floor, her skirts perfectly spread around her and her long hair sliding over her shoulders. "Arriku, I'm to be wed next week," he said simply, leaning down to place the rose next to her cheek. She looked up, waiting, her eyes luminous. His, however, had little but detachment. "She's beautiful, Arriku, down to place the rose next to her cheek. She looked up, waiting, her eyes luminous. His, however, had little but detachment. "She's beautiful, Arriku,
Arriku stared in shock before remembering her manners and lowering her eyes. "I love you, Dyniel," she whispered. "Come, Arriku, I'm fourth in line for the throne of Darsylon. I couldn't marry a servant," he responded, trying to be gentle but failing. He shook his head and walked away, leaving Arriku kneeling in the grass, bathed in sunshine, dry eyed because a graceful lady does not weep.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26408, "Arriku's Role Chapter 15"
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RoleChapter 15 The Touch of Grace Added Sat Mar 7 07:28:20 2009 at level 21:Arriku stood at the base of a mountain, gazing up. The kindly dwarf she'd asked directions from had pointed straight up. "Yah, da Villager Goddess's hut be up. Right up, yah. Climb until yer lungs gonna explode, then climb some more, yah. Hut to the right o'at." A hut? Arriku struggled with that for a while, thinking the dwarf had misunderstood her question. How could the lady of beauty and grace sublime live in a hut? Arriku had pictured an opulent mansion, a castle even! Still, she had come here to find something to believe in. Doubting right off the bat would get her no where.
And so she began to climb. Higher and higher, even though her delicate fingers turned numb and her nose running in the chilling air. Her lungs started to burn and her eyes began to tear. At one point she knelt in the freezing ground, not certain she could continue on. She looked up and saw a thin line of smoke not far off, and the roof of a plain hut. "You can do this, Arriku. You have to," she whispered. And so she got back on her feet and struggled the rest of the way up the mountain, to its apex where she stood before a simple, cozy hut. She brushed her tears away and took a deep breath of the freezing air. Raising a hand to knock, her resolve faltered again. She sighed, angry with herself, and forced herself to knock politely on the door. There was hardly any hesitation before the Lady Yean herself appeared, beckoning Arriku within her home.
Arriku entered, kneeling immediately and bringing her forehead to the ground in respect before the Goddess. What happened next could not have surprised her more. "Get up!" Yean exclaimed. "You don't kneel here!" Frozen with fear, Arriku could not bring herself to rise. Knowing she had erred grievously, she waited for her punishment. The goddess's hand raised and Arriku flinched, imagining the slap of a goddess to be far far worse than any punishment her mother had ever dealt. Instead, two gentle fingers touched her under her chin, raising her gaze. Something broke inside Arriku at the soft words and touch of her Lady Grace and she knew she would be forever changed, and forever one of Yean's.
The rest was simple in comparison. They spoke on her past and what her future should be. She wanted to find her own strength, and she knew it would come from her history. Finding that would take knowledge, and with the blessings of the Lady Grace, Arriku set off to learn.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26407, "Arriku's Role Chapter 14"
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RoleChapter 14 Hope Added Wed Apr 8 17:02:28 2009 at level 51:"And which of a paladins virtues do you think will help you find beauty, Arriku?" Yean asked, leveling her wise eyes on the elf sitting meekly at the table beside her.
What an interesting question that was. Arriku discussed each of the virtues, pausing when she came to the virtue of Hope. She was no dreamer and her reality had never given her the chance to hope or dream for anything better than what she was.
"Well, my Lady Grace, Hope certainly seems like a rather...well, a worthless virtue. I mean, I could hope to find beauty, but that all sounds rather silly. Especially considering your faith. A priest of yours shouldnt hope things will happen, they should make them happen." Yean agreed and Arriku felt a warm rush at the raise.
And so Hope was silly. It made sense, really. Arrikus mother had been very firm about crushing any dream shed ever had. No reason to hope when you knew you were nothing better than a servant. It was a waste of time and energy.
Yet...Arriku reasoned there had to be something about Hope that would make it one of the sacred virtues. And it turned out to be Sarien who taught her what it was.
Arriku made a point to meet with the Captain on her quest for knowledge. She dearly wished to know about the life her father had lead, and Sarien was someone she had idolized from the second shed heard of him. An elf leading the Brigade. A brave paladin of the light. Just like her father. He took the time to speak with her for hours, and, much to Arrikus surprise, asked her to accompany him on a walk the next time they saw each other. He was ever so kind to her, something that left Arriku rather bewildered. And, after several walks and hours of conversation, he told Arriku rather frankly that he had feelings for her.
It was a dream. A whimsical, beautiful dream, the idea of someone caring for her for what she was. The thought of being able to share herself with someone. The idea that someone might care about what made her happy. Someone who might wish to please her, instead of the other way around. A partner who would not hurt her should she err.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26396, "Arriku's Role Chapter 3"
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RoleChapter 3 Retribution Added Sun May 24 11:05:14 2009 at level 51:"Just a little bit further, my love," Kale whispered in her ear. He'd tied a silk scarf over her eyes and led her down a rough road, catching her, as always, every time she stumbled. She laughed, clutching at his hands, simply trusting him.
He turned her slightly and tugged the scarf off. "Now, open your eyes."
She did, staring in shock at the manor rising up before her. Built of stone, easily large enough to hold multiple families, it sat on a huge chunk of land, nestled in the mountains south of Galadon. Peeking behind it, she could see a barracks and a servant's quarters, just as he'd promised. She was speechless.
He wrapped his arms around her from behind, his lips near her ear. "All ours, Mrs. Jast."
"Oh, Kale...this is too much," she whispered.
"No, it's hardly even what you deserve. Come on, I want to show you the inside." He took her hand, leading her through the mansion. It was, indeed, everything they had dreamed of. A huge hall to entertain and dance in with a roaring fireplace, a lovely kitchen to cook, and her own cellar to brew ale and wine. She followed him, still in shock, but it was the spacious nursery with its ironwood crib that brought tears to her eyes.
He kissed her tears away as he always did, pulling her to the last room, their bedroom.
The next morning, he woke her gently as he dressed for battle. She begged him to stay, but he refused. The only thing he could ever deny her his need to war. The sun was shining as she stood in the doorway, watching him walk away. She gazed to the north east, towards the Village, and could see black clouds building on the horizon. Considering herself one with him, the Gods had let her give some of her health to him. She had thought he would use that health to spend more time with her. She had been wrong, and a flicker of pain struck at her core. With Sarien, she had realized that love had many stages, and everyone loved different things with different levels of importance. She had left Sarien because she knew she would never be as important to him as his war. Watching Kale walk away, she couldn't help but be consumed by the same fear. It hurt, worse, considering everything she had given up to be with him. There wasn't anything she loved more than Kale, and with a sinking feeling, she realized the words she'd spoken the first time he'd told her he loved her were going to come true.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26395, "Arriku's Role Chapter 2"
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RoleChapter 2 Retribution and Prices to Pay, continued Added Sun May 24 11:06:41 2009 at level 51:"Damn me, Kale, but you're going to break my heart."
The next few days were busy as she finished moving in. She was trying to organize the layout for the orchard one morning, looking up at the cloudy sky when the guard came to tell her the messenger had arrived. It was about to storm, and from the way the lightning danced over the clouds and the wind was kicking up, it was going to be a nasty one. The letter he placed in her hands was blood streaked, dirty, and bent around the edges. Her heart sank as a peal of thunder shook the ground beneath her feet.
Trembling, she didn't read past the second sentence, agony blinding and buckling her knees in the middle of the courtyard.
Arriku,
I love you.
I have finally fallen. I died a soldiers death, in the heart of the Scion's Chasm. It was the claws of Tameron that finally brought me down.
The hall I was building has been completed. It will be a fine place for you to raise our child. I am sorry we could not have more.
I will cherish the time we spent together, while I wait for you to join me at the boatman, and we can be together for eternity.
Your loving husband, KJ
He asked me to scribe this to you as he took in his last breath. My deepest condolences - Lohik
The storm let loose its fury, howling winds buffeting her grief. Rain battered her and lightning struck close enough to send a charge through her, but she did not notice any of it. She knelt, exposed to the elements, challenging them to do their worst. The grief was too much, and instead she turned towards anger. She had sacrificed so much for him, and in the end, she couldn't deny the truth that he hadn't loved her as much as he loved his precious war.
But then, there is always a price to pay for your sins. Yean had always spoken of consequences. And Arriku was no stranger to harsh penalties. From being locked in her mother's closet for a day because she'd spilled a cup of tea to this, she knew she should have been better prepared to pay the price. During her attempts to redeem him, many had told her she would have to pay consequences. From her soul, her faith, her very light, she had been willing to sacrifice. This price, however, was too much.
Once the clouds broke and the rain stopped she rose stiffly, brushed the water from her skirts, and went back inside. Locking the door, she stood for a long time looking at her stricken image in the mirror. Resting her hand over the tiny spark of life inside her, she found yet another piece of strength that she had never known, one that had no room for selfishness, no room to avoid the penalties for your sins. One that belonged only to her child. She promised herself that her child would not know retribution as she had. This child would be free.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26397, "Arriku's Role Chapter 4"
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RoleChapter 4 Redemption, part Three Added Fri May 15 20:32:32 2009 at level 51:I didnt beg him, though I wanted to. He pressed me for my hand in marriage, which I had to refuse. I loved the goodness I could see within him. The gentle man who held my hand and made me laugh. The warrior willing and ready to fight for me despite the consequences. And that part of him was who I appealed to.
Everyone said I was a fool. That I could not heal his darkness, that it was something he and only he could do. They all assured me that he would not even want it to be fixed, that all he was doing was using me. And I will say I was not immune to the power of their doubts.
Still, I believed. He asked me again to marry him. I told him the truth. The only way I could ever completely accept him was if he controlled the darkness within, that he not cut down innocents in the name of his war. That he have values and morals and reasons for his violence. That he let his conscience out, let himself become fully the man I loved so desperately.
And he refused. My heart broke.
I didnt give up. I asked again. For me, I thought he would do it. I thought he would at least try.
He refused.
Suddenly, my inability to redeem him hurt much less than the fact that he did not consider me worth at the very least trying. Yet, I have never been afraid of him. I told him we could not be together then, that I deserved more than he was willing to give. The words were hard and my heart broke to say them, but I refused to back down. The anger of his reaction, like a lightning bolt ready to destroy. And yet I was not afraid. And he did not strike me. No, though I know he needed somewhere to release his rage, I dont think taking it out against me even occurred to him. This man was not his father. This man was better.
And then he left me. He...left...me. I felt empty, a piece of myself gone. Were morals worth this pain? Yes, I knew right from wrong, and I knew if I accepted the darkness within him I would not be the same person.
He did not make me wait long. I think he felt as I did, that apart we could not really live. He came to me promising he would try, vowing to control his darkness, to live a cleaner life. All he asked in return was my hand in marriage. After that, I could not have dreamed of saying no.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26398, "Arriku's Role Chapter 5"
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RoleChapter 5 Redemption, continued. Added Fri May 15 20:24:29 2009 at level 51:it I realize that was the moment Sarien and I lost our chance forever. Still, everyone has always said to me that the Gods control everything, and I cannot deny that what happened next feels fated.
We spoke of my past, of my mother, of war, of blood, and of darkness. Of a willingness to do horrible things in the name of that which we believed. Myself, I knew that control and grace were much better means of standing up for that which I cared about, but he knew neither of these things. And still, though his words were harsh and pained, I could see beneath him, see...something. Something worth saving, a good man hidden beneath the front of darkness. And so I persevered.
The next time we spoke he told me what it was that truly caused his darkness. It was raining, no, storming, jagged lightning rending the sky, lighting his face as rain mingled with tears. Mine or his, its hard to say now. All I know is that my heart ached with pain for him and understanding. Abused at the hands of his father, his own mother murdered before his eyes. Were his fathers actions so different than my mothers? Was the only reason I wasnt bearing the same flaw on my soul because of my heritage? I couldnt help it. I cared about, and I connected with this man. I held his hand as he spoke, letting him know without words that I was there for him. That a pain like this was brought on by the past, but the future did not have to be that way.
And that was when he told me he loved me.
Something broke in me. Too late, I realized I hadnt been careful at all. Id thrown myself headlong into this redemption effort, this thing which I believed in, this man I had faith in. I hadnt thought about the consequences of befriending him, hadnt put up any safeguards against caring for him. My heart shivered with his words and I was struck speechless by the wave of despair and hope that washed over me, warring. It knocked me down, scoured me clean, and left me breathless. Yes, I was in love. A cruel joke of fate, a stroke against all odds, this man was my soul mate. This human, this embracer of darkness, was my other half. All of my missing pieces fell together with brutal clarity. The stakes of my redemption suddenly were much, much higher.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26399, "Arriku's Role Chapter 6"
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RoleChapter 6 The path to redemption, dangerous and full of surprises Added Fri May 15 20:11:10 2009 at level 51:Some would look back on memories such as this and say 'That was the day my life changed forever' but for me, it wasn't. It was just another day and he was just another visitor stopping at the Inn for a drink and a bit of hospitality. He stepped up near the bar, shaking the rain from his hair, staring boldly at me. I chanced a look at him, one he did not protest. Handsome, and young, and utterly human. And so very damaged. I could see the darkness within him clearly, the tears and traumas of his aura. So young to be so broken. And yet, who was I to judge? Young and in many ways broken myself. His blue eyes met mine and Fyeereth's words echoed in my head. 'What're you gonna do when someone evil comes'n'ere, demandin' you serve 'em?' And my demure response, 'I will do so dutifully.' I offered him tea, of course, and he asked for an ale. Having taken Goroel's suggestion to heart, I poured my complex experiment, grog flavored with apples and cinnamon. The ratio was wrong, I knew it but I had never imbibed on alcohol so I had no way of testing it truly. He thanked me, politely, his blue eyes holding mine, and complimented me on it. Asked for another. When that was finished, he bowed before me, bid me good day, thanked me for my hospitality, and went back out into the rain.
I remember watching him leave, confused. He had been kind to me. Kinder even than many of the light had been. Good manners, not a trace of his damaged aura coming through in his demeanor.
He returned the next day, pulling up a chair at the table nearest to me and asking for another ale. I poured, and this time we talked. Briefly, yet again I was struck by his kindness. He spoke of his home, Udgaard, a place I'd only ever known as something my mother threatened to dump me in the middle of when I misbehaved. It sounded every bit as terrible a place as she'd threatened.
And he came back the next day, and the next, and before I knew it I began to look forward to his visits, and began to think of him as a friend. And yet I was always aware of the tear in his aura, of darkness within him that I never once saw yet could not deny. And that brought me to thoughts of redemption. Would it be possible to heal that pain within him? Could I do so with my own friendship? How could I not try? If I could mend the rift within him, would that not be a true test of strength?
And so I opened myself to him. He spoke of vengeance, how it was a given right. I disagreed, telling him of Dyniel, my childhood lover who had decided that duty and status were more important than my love. I did not wish vengeance on him. Even if he had wronged me, I forgave. I tried to teach Kale that, that forgiveness is a gift, and one that is a pleasure to give. The look in his eye at my words...he stood abruptly, asking me if I would accompany him behind the Inn, asking
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26400, "Arriku's Role Chapter 7"
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RoleChapter 7 Good and Evil, Angels and Demons, continued Added Fri Apr 24 21:26:15 2009 at level 51:And now Ill tell you of my demon. Again, brutal truth with you, when the darkness within him and Sariens harsh words told me that I could not befriend him, the rebel within me that my mother always locked in the pitch black cellar to control was free, and she grabbed at my core, my precious strength and demanded I take a stand. I thought I could redeem him. No, I still believe I can and will. I had such plans to heal his damaged aura, and none of them included losing my heart in the deal. I see so much beauty in him, and so much pain and suffering. Something worth saving. And I burn for him as a sinner relegated to the depths of the nine hells. I am afraid he will consume me. Worse still, I am afraid that I want him to.
I joined this guild to honor my father. I was so young then, and so very stupid. I did not think of things like code, honor, good, evil. I took these things for granted, thinking each of them easy. No matter how much I might believe I can fix it, I know now evil is evil. If he does not let me heal his aura and his soul, if he does not start living a clean life, I can never be with him. It is simple fact. Desire is nothing compared to the vows I have made, no matter how much it hurts. Yes, I could fall in my guild. I could become shamed before all of my people. And in the darkest place in my heart, where only you and I will ever know, I might even be willing to do it except for the fact that I believe in him.
And still, my Lady Grace understands redemption. Does that grant me a brief respite from tenet eleven of the Code? No, I wouldnt be so arrogant as to believe that. But I must find a balance.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26401, "Arriku's Role Chapter 8"
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RoleChapter 8 Good and Evil, Angels and Demons Added Fri Apr 24 21:23:49 2009 at level 51:*this entry is carefully written in a tiny book, its cover rich sapphire silk and its pages heavy. The initials "AM" are stitched on a small corner of it. The hand writing within is perfect, its lettering tiny and neat with not a single ink drop spilled or word smudged.*
Dear Journal,
Sarien gave me the idea to write in you. He keeps one himself, and I can see its spine sticking out from beneath his side of my bed from where I sit. I wonder how much longer it will stay there.
I hope you will not be offended, Journal, that I picked you to be the object of my honesty. You see, I need someone to speak of this with and I dont want anyone else to know of the hard truths I have to face.
So, out with it. Journal, I love two men.
And that brings me to these hard truths I so do not wish to face.
One is my angel. He is noble and brave, so proud and he has so much reason to be so. The Captain of the Brigade. A noble, respected knight of my guild. A warrior, and truthfully a better man than I think I will ever deserve. He is everything I should dream of having and more. Yet, the bitter truth, Journal? He is so very much so like my father. And I am not so naive anymore as to believe that I was anything other than drawn to him at first because he so resembles the father I never had the chance to be close to. And yet I think he, too, loves the idea of me more than who I am. I think he was drawn to me believing I would be the perfect Captains wife, meek and pliable and willing to do anything he wished. And yes, I was that, but I have changed. I have a core of strength inside of me that I am only just discovering and it is nothing like what he truly needs. And as we look beyond each others ideal images to the person beneath, I feel our love grow brittle and break apart, fading away like a dream I was childish to dream in the first place. We both are grabbing desperately at the pieces, but I feel them slipping through my fingertips.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26402, "Arriku's Role Chapter 9"
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RoleChapter 9 Fortitude, continued Added Sat Apr 11 06:11:31 2009 at level 51:Fyeereth's words hit her back like a hammer. "Uh, Iktul wants you t'know that he thinks a useful tool t'gauging people's personality's how easy they fly into a huff."
Her spine stiffened. First a wave of anger washed over her, followed closely by a wave of sadness. She schooled her voice to calm, emotionless, and spoke only a few words before shutting her door quietly and firmly. "I love the Inn and each of the Heralds, but if mocking me and trying to cause me pain is what being a Herald is, I'm going to have to rethink the value of my art."
Fortitude, she thought as tears streamed down her face, was never ever relying on anyone but yourself.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
Member since 22nd Sep 2024
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#26403, "Arriku's Role Chapter 10"
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RoleChapter 10 Fortitude Added Sat Apr 11 06:09:39 2009 at level 51:"And exactly what is it that you're good for?" Iktul's weaselly voice and cruel eyes washed over her. Arriku looked again somewhat expectantly at Fyeereth but the fela had eyes only for the petulant human in front of them. He'd been trying to insult her for the better part of an hour and she'd very firmly told Fyeereth that she was as welcome within the Inn as anyone and would not be driven out.
Stiffly, she explained her art, strengthened by Sarien's warm presence behind her. Again, Iktul mocked her. Arriku could not understand why Fyeereth didn't do something about it. The Inn was supposed to be a place where all were welcome, a place to find friendship and warmth.
She thought back to her first conversation with Fyeereth. The fela asked her what she would do with patrons of darkness, when someone she hated asked her to pour tea. Schooling her face to show none of the turbulent emotion she was feeling, Arriku pour Iktul's tea without spilling a drop, refusing to flinch when he claimed she had.
Friendship. She'd wanted so badly for Fyeereth to be her friend. This woman was someone for her to look up to. The High Herald, a glowing woman with a laugh that drew people to her like moths to a flame. Again, she waited for Fyeereth to control her lover's manners better and again she was disappointed.
With the next barb, her control snapped and with it her vow. "It seems I was wrong, lady," she said quietly to Fyeereth, taking Sarien's hand and walking away from the Inn she loved so very much.
They walked for a while, Arriku's sadness and frustration boiling within her. Fyeereth loved that man. Sarien said it wasn't true love but how would he know? What was to say their love was any different? Could you truly lose yourself, your morals, the very respect you had for your kin over a lover? The very thought horrified her. Finally, Sarien took her hand and tugged her a bit. "Let's go back, it's where you want to be."
Dreading facing Iktul again, she went back to the Inn. Sarien, in a show of love that warmed her down to her toes, managed to catch Iktul's attention away from Arriku, and she found herself alone with Fyeereth. And that was when the friendship came out. Fyeereth asked how she had been, how she'd met Sarien. She was warm and wonderful and in that moment something Arriku idolized. She found herself talking about everything, so badly in need of a friend and a shoulder to lean on.
And then Iktul returned with his sharp words. The change in Fyeereth was palpable. She was a completely different woman in his presence. But Arriku knew, she made a decision to be that way. And Arriku knew she could make a decision not to be a part of it. She closed her ears to Iktul and turned away, going back to her small room at the Inn.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26404, "Arriku's Role Chapter 11"
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RoleChapter 11 Faith, continued Added Thu Apr 9 17:02:39 2009 at level 51:She showed him to her simple quarters at the Inn and excused herself to dress. Staring in the mirror, she brushed her hair a thousand strokes, trying to ignore the fear in her eyes. Dressed in her best kimono, a sapphire blue silk confection that her father had brought her from Hamsah Mutazz, she returned to her room to find Sarien sleeping lightly in her bed.
Faith, she thought, swallowing the surge of unworthiness that threatened to drown her. She made her way to the bed, where Sarien murmured something about love in his sleep and instinctively folded her in his arms.
Faith, she decided, was much more dangerous than hope. Much more powerful. And with that fading thought, she fell asleep with her head against his chest, listening to the steady sound of his heartbeat. She dreamed of white roses and sunshine. Maybe faith could help her find beauty after all...
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26405, "Arriku's Role Chapter 12"
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RoleChapter 12 Faith Added Thu Apr 9 17:01:42 2009 at level 51:"Lady Padwei, I wish to thank you from the bottom of my heart for agreeing;ROle + to perform the ceremony. It is an honor beyond words."
"Of course, Arriku. How are you?"
"Lady? I am well, of course. I cannot complain. Honestly...terrified."
And Arriku found herself pouring her heart out to the Lady. She listened so intently and gently, Arriku found it impossible not to say her true feelings. Something told her she had no need to fear any wrath from Padwei.
But it became clear very quickly that Padwei and Arriku were two very opposite people. Padwei spoke of freedom, of risk, of enjoying today and not worrying about its consequences. She spoke of loving without hesitation and could not fathom why Arriku was afraid. She believed in following your instincts, and trusting without reservation.
Days later, she and Sarien were taking one of their usual walks. Beneath the shady trees, moonlight dappled them both, giving everything a romantic, surreal glow. He held her hand and sighed regretfully. "I must rest, Arriku." She knew it was true, she could see the exhaustion in his eyes and felt immediately guilty for taking up so much of his time. They walked back towards the Inn when Sarien stopped. "I sleep within the Ruin of my Lady, Arriku. Youre taking me in the wrong direction." Flustered, she stammered that she thought he wouldnt mind the safety of the Inn. "You want me to stay with you tonight, then?" hed asked, his tone mild but his eyes warm upon her.
Faith, she thought, returning his gaze. When Yean had asked her which virtue would help her find beauty, faith hadnt been high on her list. Reasonably, it was very similar to hope. She could believe she would find beauty, but really what did that get? Nothing. And yetfaith was one of the sacred virtues nonetheless. Arriku believed in Yean, but Yean had also made it very clear that Arriku needed to find strength within herself, not within her goddess. But even so, Arriku had often found herself reaching beyond what she would normally have done because no priestess of Yean would be weak, or led around, or pushed, or sheltered. She would stand up for herself. Her very faith in her Lady Grace made Arriku stronger in that manner alone. And, she thought, a priestess of beauty would not live within a plain comfort zone. She would take the opportunity before her even though it terrified her to the point where her toes curled in her boots. She would accept his offer even though her every instinct screamed at her for selfishly denying him his repose by his Ladys ghost. Later, she knew there would be hell to pay. Remembering Lady Padweis words, she wouldnt think about tomorrow, sure to come about with a cold bed alone and an aching heart in the morning.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
Member since 22nd Sep 2024
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#26406, "Arriku's Role Chapter 13"
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RoleChapter 13 Hope, continued Added Wed Apr 8 17:03:11 2009 at level 51:But...Arriku knew, deep down, that a foolish dream was all it could be. Everyone she had ever loved had left her. Every single one of them had hurt her. Her mother with her harsh slaps and harsher punishments. Her absent father. Her elven lover, Dyniel, who had disdained her common blood and used her for nothing more than his own pleasure. Sarien had responsibilities, a noble mission that Arriku knew she was unworthy to distract him from. Further, why would he want someone such as her, damaged and terrified and so very common.
He spoke of marrying her, which made her heart soar even as she thought she might choke on the fear it all inspired within her. And in the end, she realized that was how she defined hope: it was fear. If she didnt hope that Sarien might truly see her as his beloved, if she didnt dream of a life where she could open her heart and not have it broken...then she wouldnt have been so damned afraid of losing it all.
Hope, she decided, was a silly, terrible, dangerous thing indeed. No wonder paladins were tasked with the duty of guarding it so very carefully.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
Member since 22nd Sep 2024
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#26394, "Arriku's Role Chapter 1"
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RoleChapter 1 A reason to live Added Wed Jun 3 17:28:20 2009 at level 51:Eight months after she became a widow, Arriku gave birth to twins. There is little to say of the time other than she spent it isolated at the manor.
The first child, eldest by only a few scant minutes, is a girl that she named Hanna. Hanna takes after her father in both look and desire to fight, and Arriku finds it nearly impossible to keep up with the little girls energy and spirit. For her tenth birthday she demanded a pair of practice swords, and Arriku knew shed go the way of her father. Only, not exactly, because of one very important thing. Her brother.
The son Kale always spoke of was born second. Arriku named him Kylar and he is as dark and small of stature as his mother. He is reserved and shy and his sister is constantly dragging him into trouble. He has a surprising fascination for magic, especially that of transmutation and Arriku does not have the heart to try and turn him away from it. Rather, she encourages him to his studies, a nice, safe path of a scholar. She figures that if Kale had truly wanted his sons to believe that magic was only the domain of the gods that he would have stayed at home and taught them that.
Hanna and Kylar are as inseparable as youd picture twins to be. Hanna challenges him to be stronger, constantly chasing him and trying to toughen him up. Kylar tries to teach her arcane lore and the history of Thera that he finds so fascinating. Arriku lets them both freely make their own decisions in life, but she raises them to be a part of the light and her stories tend to be more about the Fortress and the Inn than the Village.
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
Member since 22nd Sep 2024
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#26379, "Arriku's Class Specifics"
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
Member since 22nd Sep 2024
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#26378, "Arriku's Statistics"
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StatisticsExperience BreakdownExperience from Cabal raiding | 0 | Experience from Skill improvements | 10560 | Experience from Exploration | 20850 | Experience from Quests | 49636 | Experience from Commerce | 1650 |
Adventuring StatisticsCharacter Created   | Thu Feb 5 16:58:25 2009
| Quests Completed   | 30 | Exploration Points Found   | 85 | Bonus Experience from Immortals   | 6650 | (WANTED) Criminal   | 0 times | Hours spent at Hero   | 142 hours | % of lifetime in the wilderness   | 24 % | % of lifetime in the cities   | 3 % | % of lifetime in the Inn of the Eternal Star   | 39 % | % of lifetime caballed   | 92 % |
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
Member since 22nd Sep 2024
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#26380, "Arriku's Cabal Specifics"
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Cabal SpecificsCabal Statistics# of logins with their cabal item   | 0 | # of logins without their cabal item   | 0 | # of logouts with their cabal item   | 0 | # of logouts without their cabal item   | 0 | # of times they lost their cabal item   | 0 | # of times they retrieved their cabal item   | 0 | # of times they took another cabal item   | 0 |
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
Member since 22nd Sep 2024
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#26383, "Arriku's Leveling"
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Leveling HistoryFeb 5, 2009 |Lv 2 |Hr 0 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 3 |Hr 0 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 4 |Hr 0 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 5 |Hr 0 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 6 |Hr 1 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 7 |Hr 1 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 8 |Hr 1 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 9 |Hr 2 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 10|Hr 3 | Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 11|Hr 4 | Feb 15, 2009|Lv 12|Hr 6 | Feb 21, 2009|Lv 13|Hr 7 | Feb 21, 2009|Lv 14|Hr 7 | Feb 21, 2009|Lv 15|Hr 9 | Feb 22, 2009|Lv 16|Hr 11 | Feb 22, 2009|Lv 17|Hr 13 | Feb 28, 2009|Lv 18|Hr 14 | Mar 1, 2009 |Lv 19|Hr 16 | Mar 1, 2009 |Lv 20|Hr 17 | Mar 4, 2009 |Lv 21|Hr 20 | Mar 7, 2009 |Lv 22|Hr 22 |21 Xamekan, 19 Adekar, Mar 7, 2009 |Lv 23|Hr 23 |22 Xamekan, 21 Adekar, Mar 7, 2009 |Lv 24|Hr 23 |24 Xamekan, 23 Adekar, Mar 28, 2009|Lv 25|Hr 28 |23 Bungbu, 23 Voltos, Mar 28, 2009|Lv 26|Hr 30 |23 Warnal, 31 Xamekan, Mar 28, 2009|Lv 27|Hr 30 |24 Warnal, 32 Xamekan, Mar 28, 2009|Lv 28|Hr 31 |25 Warnal, 33 Xamekan, Mar 28, 2009|Lv 29|Hr 31 |27 Warnal, 35 Xamekan, Mar 28, 2009|Lv 30|Hr 31 |28 Warnal, 35 Xamekan, Mar 28, 2009|Lv 31|Hr 32 |36 Xamekan, Mar 29, 2009|Lv 32|Hr 34 |36 Xamekan, 30 Iellanuviel, Mar 29, 2009|Lv 33|Hr 35 |37 Xamekan, 31 Iellanuviel, Mar 29, 2009|Lv 34|Hr 35 |38 Xamekan, 32 Iellanuviel, Mar 29, 2009|Lv 35|Hr 36 |39 Maktess, 39 Xamekan, 34 Iellanuviel, Mar 29, 2009|Lv 36|Hr 37 |40 Maktess, 40 Xamekan, Apr 3, 2009 |Lv 37|Hr 44 | Apr 4, 2009 |Lv 38|Hr 47 | Apr 4, 2009 |Lv 39|Hr 50 |43 Xamekan, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 40|Hr 56 | Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 41|Hr 57 |48 Xamekan, 49 Zalerroth, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 42|Hr 58 |51 Sarien, 49 Xamekan, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 43|Hr 59 |51 Sarien, 50 Xamekan, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 44|Hr 59 |37 Chidan, 51 Sarien, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 45|Hr 60 |51 Sarien, 48 Vythigor, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 46|Hr 61 |51 Adelin, 51 Arngrum, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 47|Hr 62 |48 Maktess, 51 Arngrum, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 48|Hr 63 |49 Maktess, 49 Vythigor, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 49|Hr 64 |51 Arngrum, 51 Sarien, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 50|Hr 65 |50 Maktess, 51 Sarien, Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 51|Hr 66 |51 Sarien,
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26386, "Arriku's Title History"
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Title HistorySun Mar 29 07:19:04 2009, level 31 (32 hrs): Arriku Aye'lya Mi'yong the Initiate of the Virtues
Wed May 13 21:34:48 2009, level 51 (177 hrs): Arriku Jast the Champion of the Virtues
Wed May 13 22:30:21 2009, level 51 (177 hrs): Arriku Jast the Impure, Fallen From Grace
Sat Jun 6 09:01:22 2009, level 51 (204 hrs): Arriku Jast the Impure, Fallen From Grace, Returning to Grace
Sat Jun 6 09:01:36 2009, level 51 (204 hrs): Arriku Jast the Impure, Returning to Grace
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26389, "Arriku's PK Statistics"
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PK StatisticsPK StatisticsTotal PK Wins   | 1 (1 at level 51) | Total PK Losses   | 1 | Total Mob Deaths   | 0 |
PK Wins by Class | VS. bard   | 1 |
PK Wins by Cabal | VS. BATTLE   | 1 |
PK Wins by Align | VS. Good   | 0 | VS. Neutral   | 1 | VS. Evil   | 0 |
PK Deaths by Class | VS. assassin   | 1 |
PK Deaths by Cabal | VS. None   | 1 |
PK Deaths by Align | VS. Good   | 0 | VS. Neutral   | 1 | VS. Evil   | 0 |
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
Member since 22nd Sep 2024
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#26390, "Arriku's Gank-O-Meter"
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PK Gank-O-MeterPK Gank-O-MeterTotal PK Wins   | 1 | Total PK Assists   | 0 | Average Group Size Per Kill   | 1.00 |
Death's Gank-O-Meter says: Solo-Killer Average Group Size Per Death   | 1.00 |
Death's Ganked-O-Meter says: Destroyed By The Honorbound
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26391, "Arriku's Immortal Comments"
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Immortal CommentsSun Feb 15 08:34:23 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 11 (5 hrs): An Immortal added 1000 exp for: Soft-spoken, demure lady, forced into such habits from her mother. First chat in the Hut went well.
Sun Mar 1 21:50:08 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 20 (18 hrs): Sent a note, wants to join Herald.
Tue Mar 17 16:35:35 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 24 (24 hrs): An Immortal added 250 exp for: Some nice bit of Yean sphere strength elf vs beauty rp with Videlea.
Wed Mar 18 01:57:57 2009 by 'Yean' at level 24 (26 hrs): Studies the art of tea.
Sat Mar 28 13:56:50 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 29 (28 hrs): An Immortal added 400 exp for: Role update - meeting Yean for the first time.
Sun Mar 29 07:19:48 2009 by 'Yean' at level 31 (32 hrs): Virtued and upped empowerment. This is a good char.
Sun Mar 29 08:25:32 2009 by 'Padwei' at level 31 (34 hrs): I should've mentioned previously - drove me nuts during the interview but hoping Yean will turn this into a evolving character.
Sun Mar 29 08:27:00 2009 by 'Padwei' at level 31 (34 hrs): Also - later asked if she could help defend/raid for Fort. I said no, no, no. She said she felt half Herald/half Maran (due to her parentage). I told her she'd better pick a side. She did, she's staying with us.
Sat Apr 11 07:10:10 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (79 hrs): An Immortal added 500 exp for: Chat on various stuff..I like where she's going. Playing the graceful but stubborn take. For Iunna: I got her to try some ale and stuff for her craft, that a good start? :p
Sun Apr 19 09:33:41 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (101 hrs): An Immortal added 300 exp for: Party/enlightenment session in the shrine with a few other followers and heroimm.
Sun Apr 19 13:28:27 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (103 hrs): An Immortal added 800 exp for: Role updates - how she's learning about various paladin virtues from the people she interacts with.
Sun Apr 19 20:53:19 2009 by 'Padwei' at level 51 (106 hrs): Damn, we went from bolting from Sarien at the altar to kissing an evil Rager in record time.
Mon Apr 20 05:29:16 2009 by 'Yean' at level 51 (110 hrs): Gotta admit, the whole mopey Sarien-Kale saga is starting to grate on my nerves, only because that's all she seems to be really concerned about these days.
Thu Apr 23 22:15:03 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 51 (115 hrs): We went from talking with Sarien about our steamy nights and zomg I love yous, to letting Kale declare love and being totally smitten in under an hour. Stay tuned tomorrow.
Thu Apr 23 22:15:37 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 51 (115 hrs): On that note, at least we're consistent?
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Death_Angel | Sat 27-Jun-09 09:00 PM |
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#26392, "Arriku's Immortal Comments"
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Immortal CommentsFri Apr 24 06:08:38 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (119 hrs): An Immortal added 300 exp for: Pretty productive chat in the Hut on many subjects. I don't think she sees how the whole religion fits together as a whole yet, but hopefully she will in due time.
Sat Apr 25 12:10:06 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 51 (123 hrs): I totally get having a soundtrack, but I think it's kind of tacky to send lyrics to people in-game.
Sat Apr 25 13:19:35 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (123 hrs): An Immortal added 500 exp for: A valiant battle in the Dragon Tower Ruins. I need to turn those resets down a notch. :P
Sat Apr 25 15:57:12 2009 by 'Padwei' at level 51 (127 hrs): To clarify my previous statement - she sent an Edie Brickell song to Herald and assorted other individual characters. Credited Edie, but it still seems like a pretty OOC thing to do.
Sat Apr 25 16:44:00 2009 by 'Yean' at level 51 (128 hrs): Dropped her alignment some for falling in love with Kale (evil rager) and all that jazz. Influence goes both ways, the longer they spend with each other they greater it'll hit.
Sun Apr 26 12:33:04 2009 by 'Yean' at level 51 (129 hrs): Tells Sarien she loves him and won't leave him, then repeats the same mushy lines for Kale. On a side note, I'm not sure there's too much depth to this char, seems to be stagnating and that's anti-Yean religion.
Sun Apr 26 20:50:58 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (129 hrs): An Immortal added 1000 exp for: Tea party.
Tue Apr 28 22:33:41 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (139 hrs): An Immortal added 800 exp for: I love two men. One good, one bad. I tell my journal of my difficulty with the men.
Sun May 3 12:52:00 2009 by 'Yean' at level 51 (147 hrs): Discussed the consequences of mixing with evils today. She's going to take it on and 'perform a miracle'. Attagirl.
Wed May 13 21:41:17 2009 by 'Padwei' at level 51 (177 hrs): Because yes, I'm a sucker for a love story, Arriku begged to give some of her con to Kale, and so I obliged.
Wed May 13 22:27:47 2009 by 'Yean' at level 51 (177 hrs): They both came by to my shrine now, she to face her consequences. Turned neutral as well, and dropped empowerment.
Sat May 16 13:04:54 2009 by 'Yean' at level 51 (183 hrs): Make that borderline good/neutral. She does seem to be winning the save-Kale-from-Hell campaign.
Sat May 16 18:44:28 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (183 hrs): An Immortal added 800 exp for: More difficulties with hearting evil. But I'm turning him! and yay marriage
Sat Jun 6 08:50:43 2009 by 'Yean' at level 51 (204 hrs): Upped her alignment, empowerment and 2nd virtued. She's roleplayed the whole ordeal and stuck it out with admirable effort. She'll have to do more acts of goodness to purge the remaining bit of darkness.
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