Ok, deleted for real this time.

Thanks to everyone who made Ana fun to play. I'm not going to leave a long goodbye this time, but I promise to reply if you do.

Something I didn't write in my previous note:
From the start with Ana, it was my desire to break up the unholy ideal of Sylvan/Fortress/Warlock/Villager raid teams. (sub which three you want there) And folks, I think the mission was accomplished. I ended up hunted by battle.. at least my fourth character to be named such. (Yes, Ioanis is rolling over in his grave.) And with the exception of one Squire I can think of... no one in the Fort groups with Sylvans anymore... at least not that I personally saw. I hoped any frustrated imms appreciated what I was trying to do. I wonder if any of the players caught on? Anyways.


Thanks to the Imms who were my assorted Gods. You made Ana worthwhile from the beginning. (Any of you mind revealing yourselves, so I can roll proper followers? )

Gherian, congratulations. Hope your career as a heroimm is more illustrious than mine.

*note to self, roll a Zulg follower someday*

Kasty: Always fun to interact with. I felt like I won our arguement in the cave, by pulling the "nepenthe, moral high ground arguement".

My second healer. And the second time I will say this. I won't play a healer again. *smiles* Sleep, heal, sleep, heal. And then when you decide to expand from that tiny box, everyone yells and screams about it. All I can say to the people who didn't like getting gated to... too bad. If the imm's didn't want healers to be semi agressive, they would disallow gating to potential pks.


Well, feeling nolstalgic.. so here's my short(?)list:


Dugruain the Holy Noldarian Smith of the Spire
Merzofzyauhn Dek'lur the Disciple of Fire, Pillager of Udgaard, Hunted by Battle
Nerylana the Lone Herald of the WarSong, Commander of War
Ioanis the Simple-Minded Savage, General of Battle
Fauth the Freeborn, Retired Arbiter Elder
Blrindlefrin the Invoker Guy, Provinical Magistrate
Oh, and lets not forget...
Boulwrin the Weaponmaster, Magistrate of Galadon, Hunted by Battle
(foul mouthed bastard that he was)

I could tell that you were upset about the friendship that some fortress members had with Sylvans. I suppose I understand it OOC, but we're not game balance moderators, we're just playing a role that seems realistic to us. You picked a side of the Sylvan/Warlock war that you liked, and other fortress people pick a different side to attach to, the choice isn't exactly obvious depending on your role. Role is key, as always.

I didn't speak much to you, you were a bit too uptight for Avalene. Good luck on your next character.

Avalene

I said what I wanted to say about the char on the board when you first deleted last week.

But now I am a bit pissed to see you re-deleted. It wasn't some small thing to make you a squire, and then you just threw it away. Especially a few days after the other elf healer deletes.

As for the sylvan thing, I'm sorry to tell you but I saw no effect at all that you describe. You were personally a problem with them, and they you, but it never extended to the fortress. At least not that I've seen, or been told. And I have spoken about it with several in both cabals as recent as sunday and yesterday.

If that was your role, to create a rift between the sylvans and the fortress, then I think you did a good job of that for yourself, but it didn't do so for the entire fortress. Nor do I necessarily think it should have. More than that I won't say while still an active character.

Good luck on all those other new character ideas you mentioned.

You really didn't break up anything with the warders. We still spend quite a bit of time with many of the Fortress and only you and Jhanderin were marked. Some of us, including me, get along extremely well with others of the fortress, especially those that actually matter. I saw what you were trying to do, but, the talks between me and other marans basically were agreeing that you were failing miserably. Good luck with your next though.

Well, I said the majority of what I wanted to say in your first death post, so the only other thing I have to say now, is why get reactivated, only to delete what, 3 days later? Sorry to say it, but perhaps you should have just stayed deleted. Even as a squire, you were still going to be a healer.

Eh, five days. ;P

But point taken.


I guess it was the fact that absolutely nothing
happened in those five days. I just had the feeling
it was time to move on. So many character ideas,
and so little time.

Ah, well.. had fun running around with Gherian. Best of luck upstairs.

Dug

Well, I don't have the age thing to complain about now unfortunately, otherwise it's alright. I do know what you mean on the other characters, believe it or not Gherian was a, well, not throw away characters, but an in-between character while i sorted out a role for another character...just happens that I stuck with him. Luck with your next, I'm sure it'll be an evil sylvan hating, fortress mashing individual.

Your willingness to help out in a raid situation was loved by seakrou, even though at times you seemed reluctant, or is hesitant to give healing in greater portions. Especially if I was not in the group... But I never thought much of it. Attributed it to that your char was considering each and every move...

Luck with the next one.
LH

You knew what you were doing. Why delete so soon?

By the way, I was also Beoulvign. Luck to your next char.

See my reply to Elrys.


Heh, I missed that giant beast when he quit showing.



Dug

Nice job...it was fun. I struggle at times to stay in role but I knew where you were coming from IC...just tried to stick to what I was doing....(Hope I wasnt too annoying with all that)

ANyhow, we think alike in PK situations and you know how to fight. WOuld have been fun to travel with your other charactors, but everything Ive played in the past hasnt meshed with yours. ie) evil and good. Heh

Take care.

Oshu is a fun character, I wish you the best. A testament to your ability.. I felt safe if your dumb monkey was with me.

Good luck.

Dug

So why did you delete?

And what did you do that you think broke up the gangs with Sylvan?

We never talked much, but you seemed interesting when I did hear you.

I deleted, because playing a goodie is not much fun right now.

I deleted because i'm trying to get another character off the ground, and Ana was keeping me from it.



As far as sylvan, I didn't have to do much.. just hang out around Warlocks alot, and always go to heal the angel when they asked. Once I started getting attacked, it would only be a matter of time before the bad blood started up. I mean, you don't repeatedly attack a member of the fortress, and not have the leadership of the fortress get irked. Least how it worked out. And no, as you were mostly gone, you didn't see alot that was going on.

...Why you would be such a prick to me whenever I asked for anything? Because you thought the fortress was seperated from anything else...? I wasn't even a sylvan, anywhoo, bye.

Kaljurdian

Because I saw you, or knew of, loot things from Fortress corpses, and not return them. You just struck me as being a vulture. I'm sure you have your reasons for being around the fortress, thought, nearly every moment you are logged on. But you saw, when it came down to it.. I sanc'd you, and healed you to kill the Empire necro.

Dug

Though the necromancer possed no threat to me, he only got one hit on me the entire battle and was lagged by briars. Though thanks for it anyhow, I usually always get the aura when least needed *grin*

Kaljurdian

Well there goes another healer for the Fortress, but we'll survive I'm sure. At this point I'm kind of sorry to see you go. I liked your role because it was unusual and rather unique. Sylvrin, being the peaceful type of Acolyte that she is, didn't understand Anadriewien's desire to hunt, but she accepted it as something Ana felt the need to do.

What you were trying to do was rather obvious to me as a player, and at least one Sylvan I spoke with saw it too I think. So I can honestly say that at least some of us caught on to what you were doing.

Good luck with your next.

>rolling over in his grave.) And with the exception of one
>Squire I can think of... no one in the Fort groups with
>Sylvans anymore... at least not that I personally saw. I

Really? So what was up with you and a few other fortress cronies hanging 'round the bear when Empire came to raid Sylvan earlier today? Maybe you weren't grouped, in which case, hey, keep up the good fight bro. Keep the white man down!


The Jamaican Bobsleigh team.

I was helping the warlocks raid for the Grimoire.

Dug

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desc + through slits curved earbound. Her fair, ashen white skin is
desc + specked by mottled and ficklely spaced freckles of deep
desc + crimson red. Her ears, sit tight on her head, yet protract quite
desc + longish, dispearring into her blueish-grey hair. The hair, hiding
desc + the tips of her ears, is pulled back into a tight tail, sitting high
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desc + escaping here and there.
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desc + them through her armor and clothing. They too, are marked by
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desc + only two small mounds make a movement in her top cloth. It is
desc + difficult to discern wether her top is wrapped so tight, it leaves
desc + little room, or if she is nearly-completely lacking breasts. Her
desc + belly is alluring, exposed and a bright ashen white, with the same
desc + matching red freckles found elsewhere on her body. Long, slender
desc + and nimble legs extend from her midsection, clothed in tight fitting
desc + blackened garb. Her trousers begin well below her belly button,
desc + which is peirced through with a bright ivory bone, crested with a
desc + intensely blue sapphire. Her breeches appear immensely stretched
desc + as they make the laborous jounrey over her rear, only barely
desc + covering where they begin - leaving little to the imagination.



Your role is:
Added Mon Jun 2 12:34:08 2003 at level 5:

Anadriewien was fated for death, at the moment of her birth. It is true, the
fate of death is preordained for us all, but such is not the fate I refer to
in her case. She was born to be a "Vry'dl" or roughly translated to common,
a vessel. Not a sailing vessel, but a vessel of great magic. The lab she was
born to, was involved in ultra secret, high level experiements of biomancy,
where elf females, of a noble and pure bloodline, were used as physical
amplifiers for the supreme archmage to boost and also focus her magic. Elf
children were spawned by select captive elf maidens. The maidens always
remained the same, but the elven men captured and kidnapped were discarded
after consumating with thier female counterparts.

From the time of birth, the children are fed a mixure of spectral spider's
ash and goat's cheese. When the two are mixed, the cheese turns an intense
crimson red. Once in the blood, the ash acts a desensitzer... rendering the
children mentally and physically "numb". They lie in ever increasingly
larger beds, each sized according to thier age.Thier skin welts and
blisters under the tormet of the ashy poison they are fed, day in and day
out. Large red boils form and burst daily, and each must be attended
with presicion and care, so it will not become infected and kill them. The
process is meticulous. As the years progress, the handmaids move the
children up to the next larger bed, and so on. Each Handmaiden is assigned
three children to tend after. Thier routine is monotnous. They feed, clean,
change, tend each of thier children, every hour of the day. They each are
taught enough supplicative magic to render themselves in need of little
sleep.

Then, when the children are mature enough, around 50 years or so, they are
taken to the experimentation chamber, and for a brief moment, roused from
thier catatonic state... - they know life for only the briefest of moments...
before the archmagi recites a few utterences, and thier life force is zapped
clean from thier tiny, frail, spotted, wretched bodies. With the life force
harnessed, the Magi then continues her bizarre experiements, with no regard
for the now lifeless corpse. The experiements are exacting, and take place
only every ten years, when a new batch of children are of age.

So, why isn't Anadriewien dead? She is well past the 50 years of gestation
needed to make her viable for the experiment. Her Handmaiden keeper, Tyarnal
is the reason why. Tyarnal, though it was forbidden, had a dalliance that
ended in pregnacy. Once the pregnacy was discovered, it was forcefully
aborted and without missing a half a days work, Tyarnal returned to her
duties. It was too much for Tyarnal. She stole away with her youngest
charge, Anadriewien - then just 30 years old, and fled to the surface, near
Tar Valon. Once there, she put her natural skills at tending to work, and
became a nanny for a local merchant and his family, to support her and
Anadriewien. At first she hid Anadriewien from all prying eyes. The child,
within a few days, began to drift from her cataonic state... and a child was
born. Having never before known life, there she was... an infant, in an
adolescent body. Tyarnal set to work raising her child. It didn't take
long, and Anadriewien was nearly as devolped as the other children her age.
She learned to read and write... and learned of her heritage. She did not yet
know, however, to question why her mother's skin was dark.. and her own was
so white, with red discoloration. Living with humans, she had no concept of
elves and drow. How do you explain such things to a 35 year old, precocious
young girl? Tyarnal did the only thing she could do. She lied. She told
Anadriewien they were from Darsylon, and had left there for the offer of work
with the merchant's family with whom they lived. Anadriewien seemed content.

Years lept, as they do.. and soon Tyarnal felt Anadriewien was old enough to
hear the gut wrenching truth about thier pasts. Anadriewien was crushed. She
had an idealic self image, concerning her past.She shut herself in her room
for days, sobbing unrelentlessly. It took great pain, but she soon came to
terms with her past. Her "heritage". She was bitter. She was proud.
She was determined.

She would find our her Reason for being spared. What could it be? It must
have been a divine intervention from the gods of the light. It had to be.
They would have a purpose for her, and through her, give her unto the
children of the light, to ease thier suffering, as hers had been eased. This
must be the Reason she was spared


Added Thu Jun 5 18:37:40 2003 at level 31:

There, in a chilling breeze, with no bite, Dra'vielaner spoke with her.So
many had said it was impossible, but here he was. He even said he had been
waiting for her! This was surely a sign, a sign she was freed for a Reason.
Dra'vielaner said her freedom was not his doing, so if not im, then who?
Perhaps the elder gods of the light? Dra'vielaner needed a mortal vessel, and
she was delivered. He granted her his essence, and with his blessings, a
mandate to go forth and tend to all the children of the light. We are all
the light's children, and our immortal patrons are our parents - Shokai,
Bria, Selric, Dra'vielaner, Arvam.... all our fathers and mothers.

What horrid tragety is this? Dying children? Runaways? A voice softly
whispered, "why?.. why?..." Then blood, from the ground? A body thump?
Blessed children of the light were in peril, and Anadriewien was who they
cried to. Utter failure perhaps, a child came to her. Anadriewien, so
embroiled in combat with a fierce Xvart shaman, she could do little.

Added Sun Jun 15 01:52:08 2003 at level 51:
Anadriewien now tends daily to the children who once screamed for her help.
She brings them food and fresh water, and from time to time clothes she buys
for them in Hamsah. If she finds they need spiritual guidence, she will teach
them of the blessings of the light, but up to now.. they have been silent to
her, only smiling at her when she brings them food and water.

Added Wed Jun 18 04:16:16 2003 at level 51:

Since the first time the Spirit Maesillfin came to her, she has seen the
world in a slightly different view. Perhaps like the glass of the prism,
dangling in the sunlight, under the delicate touch of the spring breeze -
it's light is refracted which ever way the prism turns, never truely does the
light shine through it the same way twice. So to is the life of Anadriewien
Delil-Galad, changing, like the prism floating in the breeze, changed is the
light she exudes, changed are the feelings she has. And now with the gift of
Maesillfin's blessings, the feelings are stronger, and at times have been
noticed by her friends. Even the Marshall of the Fortress admits his seeing
it as well. From demure maiden, to supple hunter. The sweet words were even
said to her, by Maesillfin, "You can now push the darkness back." Was this
some foreshadow... did Maesillfin know his powers would affect this change?
She has had a talk with the good Cardinal, and he seemed to agree, the change
has led her away from the path of the Acolyte, and into one of the Squire.
She can see, the Acolyte oath does not mean what it once did to her. All the
doing of Maesillfin? Perhaps time shall tell.