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Esteemed Members of the White League,

Only a tenday ago, I arrived at this Well.  A dinar-less refugee from the Wastelands of the Sands. I endured many scorn-filled glances that relayed "Another urchin?  Another refugee to feed?"  In hindsight, I suppose I cannot blame them.  Such could be true if I wasn't graced with both luck and fortune to make it here and without serious injury or disease.

Members of this League, however, were among the first to welcome me.  To see me provided with food, blanket, and conversation.  It is due to this welcomed embrace, that I commit myself this day to the tenets of this guild.  It is because of you; I wear the White.

As I understand it, election cycle approaches.  I was once a minor aristocrat within my village.  I wish to learn who is our Candidate for this election cycle and learn how I may be of assistance seeing one of our members as a Legate. 

I shall be about often.  Please feel free to approach me and share salutations.

Ivasaar Veverell

I play Ivasaar Veverell, a 7th level sorcerer (Eldritch Archer).  I have 19 Dex and 10 Tumble points.  However, my AC is only 14.  I don't ever see any AC bonuses.  I think this is a bug?

*A thinly scripted letter is left for Sergeant Rennik Colmes at the Fourth Legion Barracks*

Sergeant Colmes,

I hope my letter finds you in a warm room with a cold drink.  We have not yet met, however I write to express my gratitude for the Well taking in refugees.  This Well has been an answer to much of my dreams.  To that end, I wish to see this place protected.  I have already seen up close craven of the Pra'Raj, who seek to do much to undermine this place.  Perhaps if you have time, we could share a few words.  For now, I wish to express to you my interest in enlisting within the Fourth Legion. 

Hosan Abtahi

[Current Setting:]

The King's Militia
Long Live the King

The Blackjacks

The King's Militia, most often called the "Blackjacks," are in theory the guards and soldiers of Ring 99. What they lack in pay, equipment and respect, they more than makeup for with incompetence and low corruption, leaving them ill-suited to handle even the petty crimes they're supposed to be policing.

Recommended Alignment: Neutral (But any will work)
Recommended Class: Fighter, Barbarian, Rogue
Recommended Race: Any (no monstrous creatures)

Current Setting: The Peerage Ward is now in open rebellion to the Usurper Count.  The Count loving "Redjacks" have been thrown out and the old "Blackjacks" have returned.  Recently, a beloved Mayor of Little Ticker (Tolinar Mistbourne) was killed by a Peerage retainer(s). The result was mass riots and destruction of Little Ticker.  In the aftermath, House Velstra has been vocal and forthright attempting to fill the void left by House Glitt.  They even offered up two elven retainers as a means to establish trust?  Blackjacks currently flood the streets as a show of force (and perhaps opportunities to make a few groat). 

The King's Militia lack respect and recognition from anyone.  They have a long history of corruption, abuses of power, and incompetence.  Yet, they have a number of Blackjacks who still wear the unform.  Why?

For anyone wanting to play a City Watch type of character that is Peerage focused, now is an excellent time.  You can expect to be actively involved in Peerage politics, PvP, and most likely will die in a gutter.  However, it will be the most exciting of stories to tell.  If you have any questions, feel free to hit me up on Discord (#Domare).  We currently have two active players.  Got room for a lot more.  Some ideas to inspire other ideas could be:

• You grew up in Little Ticker or the Steading.  You have seen firsthand the threats posed to those you love.  You finally decided to do something about it.
• You are poor without any opportunities. Perhaps being one of those Blackjacks will provide you just what you need to make sure you sleep on clean sheets, drink cold ale, and get the attention of the ladies?
• You are a religious sort.  You have taken vows of poverty and service.  What better way to fulfill your vow, then to do the awful work of a Blackjack?
• Back in your day, you were a Mercenary of fecking legend.  That was until you suffered a critical injury.  You now hobble around the Peerage in a Blackjack uniform.  At least you get paid for doing nothing.
• You grew up a street urchin.  Collecting information and using that information to your benefit has kept you alive and paid.  This Blackjack gig is exactly what you need to keep it going.

The Quartermaster Cloak (Drape) charges a significant amount of coin, rather then favor points to purchase.  If you inspect the Drape, it is listed as favor points, but a character can only obtain it through coin.

Hello,


I am playing Enim Kallos, a Cleric of Jergal.  When I rolled him up, I picked Death and Law as domains.  However IG, I get a spellcasting error.  Error says my domains do not support my deity.  Could I get an assist?


Thanks,


Domare

Playing a Sun Elf.  In the sub race, I put "Sun Elf".  IG, I found tht no -2 Dex or +2 Intel being applied to the character.  Character name is Neras Amarillis.

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["Error: Unable to find an equipped skin"]

Player: Do'Mare
Character: Falasdir Shadowsong

Unable to select another level in Ranger.  At the automatic level 2 prompt, I attempt to pick another level in ranger.  However, it doesn't accept.  The only error in the log is "Error: Unable to find an equipped skin"[/u]

I have restarted, recreated, and ran the EFU launcher to ensure the latest updates.  No luck.

Another side note, I am able to pick a level in something else (i.e. bard).   Just no luck with the ranger selection.  

Any ideas what I need to do?

Hey Crew,

Seregon has finally met his end.  I have to say, he was one of those fun characters that you loved to play, but knew his final chapter had to be written.  I want to relay a special thanks to the DM's and Player base that made playing the Seditious Elf (or elven faction) so much fun!

BACKGROUND:

A former working within the Workmill who has been intimidated and tortured for failing to meet ambitious quotas.  For encouraging a verbal outcry by Elves within the Workmill, he was beaten and branded “WMC” on his cheek meaning Workmill Concern.  He was assigned to the hardest of labor.  When the Rebellion was sparked, Seregon took an active role.  As the Rebellion was checked, he was among the handful of Elves of fled to Lower following the leadership of the Matriarch Liruwen.    Recently, he has felt the presence of Shevarash within his life.  Seregon has devoted himself to learning more of the Tenets of Faith, as he seeks vengeance on those who have sinned against Tel’Quessir.

Through Seregon's life, he has known only loss, disappointment, and depravity.  He has found Correllon's Grace, only to have been fooled.  He has found the leadership of many elves who became Directors, Prefects, and Sergeants of the Watch, only to have them fall into disgrace.  He has watched the bold assassin protectors of his people, fall onto blades and arrows.  Seregon...finally perished by the system he deplored.  Now for a few Screenies!

The Sumaldum (Brothers & Sisters of the Wood on their way to Correllon)



The Image of the Divine Seldarine?

I started out with a "Young Wolf" as a AC.  Then, I used the train AC tool on a Cave Prowler, which worked fine (although by mistake).  With DM assistance, I attempted to change from Prowler back to Young Wolf, but received an error message indicating the animal was not on the list of trainable animals.  We even tried other animals such as Bear Cubs, without any luck.  Anyone know how my character could get the Young Wolf back as an AC?

Character: Saeros Curufin

While using his songbook, he cannot seem to deactivate Esoterotept's Esoteric Expression of Examination.  Moreover, I cannot get Vibernum Blackhaw's Healing Touch to work right.

I have attempted to deactivate the songbook, then activate it.  I have attempted to deactivate Esoterotept, then activate Vibernum.

Not sure what to do.

Domare

No racial adjustments to my character Ronir Thandir, who is a Sun Elf.  Strangely, he has 18/18 Hide/MS at level four with no gear, yet creatures tend to spot him very quickly.    Bugged I suppose?

Hey Guys!

It is true...after a drastic down turn for Ranes Sharboneth, he has finally met his untimely end.  I wish I had screenies for you, but sadly my computer with the screenies took a dump.  I am currently playing on a new computer, but with no historical back ups.  I must say, it was -so- much fun to play Ranes.  He was a character of pure support make up.  He was a support character, who I thought best to make a Master Merchant/Political character.

I have achieved so much with him.  Firstly, I actually made the trip to visit Lord Alemander himself... established an estate within Mistlocke...became a most successful Master Merchant...provided tons of coin in support of the Mist End Tavern efforts, rebuilding of the Market Hall, various contracts of bounty hunters, provided cheap wares to those he liked, developed a loyal following of customers/merchants, etc.

Ranes did have a bit of a darkside, however.  He knew if he was to be successful, he had to deal with those who could provide him with wares.  Additionally, with Caermyn initially placing him into exile, and robbing Ranes of 2,500 coins, a relationship with the Mist Wraiths developed.  Ranes established dealings with the dangerous elves, who led assaults upon Caermyn Caravans.  

At the end, the war between Caermyn and Aberdeen proved to be too much.  Ranes was put off by Gadwy and Fryth...and began private talks with Caermyn on a truce.  A half hearted leak here and there, spelled a down turn.  

A special thanks to all the players who believed in Ranes Sharboneth and made him into something great.  Also, a special thanks to SanTelmo, Core, and SC for all the support!  Ranes Sharboneth was truly an epic and pleasurable character to me.

House Sharboneth is slowly establishing a name for itself as being one of the more mildly successful petty merchant houses operating in Mistlocke under the careful scrutiny of Clan Caermyn.  House Sharboneth is currently led by Ranes Sharboneth, son of the late Zakarias Sharboneth, who continues to outwardly pledge his allegiance of Lord Alemander Sharboneth.  After rumors spread of a recent successful trip to Lord Alemander location and back, reinvigorated efforts are noticed of House Sharboneth personnel in attempting to increase their influence within mercantile, politics, and security of Mistlocke.  A sign outside the rental location own by Hercule Cornelius, is listed “House Sharboneth Estate”.  An increasing number of individuals wearing the official tunics and armor of House Sharboneth are seen coming and going from the “Estate”.  To what purpose, is yet to be known…

That’s right gang! I am looking to re-start and re-write Sharbonethian history in Mistlocke.  I am looking for players who would like to be a Retainer or Armsman within a seemingly no name, infamous, and disgraced noble house.  The difference being is that all Retainers and Armsmen would be considered “family” (albeit seemingly very similar to the adopted sort).  Family would collaborate on how to increase family prestige, influence, and control within Mistlocke.  Uniforms, resting, storage (small), and a grandiose “Estate” could be yours!  Anyone would be considered.  No wildlings or monstrous creatures however.

Well guys, it was a super fun ride.  My character Sid Wieldan has been around for a very long time.  One of my longest running characters.  I have to say that I truely had a blast playing him and would totally recommend the Numinous Order to any of you with a thought about playing a religious faction.  A special thanks to all the DM's and Players I interacted with.  This was one of those characters I truely enjoyed playing.  

Background:  Sid started as a Stygian Militiaman prior to the great second shrouding.  He believed fully in the might of the Stygians and the power of the Conclave shield to keep the undead in check.  Additionally, Sid would mock the Pallid Mask in their pointless crusade against the Nightrisers.  That all came to an end, when the Nightrisers stormed the Dominion and slaughtered nearly everyone.

After he awoke, he was filled with grief.  He attempted to stem the grief he felt through service as a Musterman, but it only persisted.  He joined the Numinous Order as a way wash away his sins.  After being reborn as a religious text thumping Footman, he belived he was "Chosen" by the Unbroken.  One of the final goals I did not achieve was to have Sid Wieldan to die in battle to the Undead...during his personal Crusade.  

However, I did achieve a ton with him.  Enclosed are a few picks that were taken along the way.  

1. This is what started Sid Wieldan being a devote follower of the Unbroken.




2. A shield presented to Sid for honorble service.




3. A H'bala artifact destoryed




4. Strength is in numbers...Meeting with the Muster




5. What started Mistlocke discord...Jon Rossarts death




6. Response to Rossart's Death...




7. Response, to our response...




8. Sid's stats at the end.  His low wisdom allowed him to be impressionble by most of the Order (Except Herostrat's interest in seeing Sid on a Pyre).

The end of Feln Nora'lyn has finally came.  I could not think of a bitter way to end him then on the DM quest pertaining to the Undead/H'bala.  Returning to my roots, I decided to roll up an Elven Fighter/Priest of Angharradh.  I wanted to make him especially challenging, so all of his rolls were low to moderate.  My goals with this character were broad and simple: Gather other elves, run with the Stargazer folks, acquire elven artifacts and knowledge, fight back any intrusion to the Illythiiri ruins, etc.  He did make some headway with some of his goals, but there was a lot to be done.

This character was created on Sunday, February 27th, 2011 at 01:19:40 PM.
Since creation, this character has logged on and off 85 times.
The character has spent 4 days, 15 hours, 24 minutes, and 9 seconds online.

Sadly, I do not have any pics of him or his stats (highest being 14).  However, I was able to screenshot this one.  This is the coolest plot item I have ever acquired.  I am keeping the stats of the item hidden on account that it is still IG:  

Many thanks to DM crew, Stargazers, Elven folks, and all others who I had the chance to interact with.

Well folks, Sava finally bit the dust during the latest invasion. I wanted to say thanks to all who I interacted with for this character.  Sadly, I wasn’t able to play as actively as I would have liked over the past few months, but was fun nonetheless.

Background: A novice divinationist and scribe, he got himself shipwrecked on the Island.  He quickly took to the Library, but completely despised the Conclave, who he forever saw them as encroaching within the Dominion.  He saw himself a protector of the Library from the Conclave, however an IG plot sought and achieved the destruction of the Library.

He eventually started to collaborate with the Order (in the vacuum of the Pallid Mask Order), and sought induction.   However, his life came to an end racing to the aid of the Stormer attack within the Docks.

Thanks again everyone for the RP.  See you IG in the future.

[The Tome of the Isle]

The Tome of the Isle

A project of the Shrouded Isles Syndicate Library.
Dedicated to all peoples of Ymph.

Introduction:

This encompassing Tome of the Isle was accomplished by the many members and supporters of the Shrouded Isle Syndicate Library.  Although some of the contributors of this Tome had lost their lives to the perils of this Island, their words and research contained within this Tome will forever persist and forever contribute to exploration of the mysteries surrounding us.  Additionally, the accomplished works contained within this Tome of the Isle illustrate the commitment of all of the Researchers, Archeologists, and Explorers to the secular focus of the betterment of our society.  May the knowledge contained within enlighten each of your lives, as it has all of us.

Expeditionary Contributors:

Akar Cain, Alima Ashevin, Allisander, Annabelle Isadora Maria, Anselm,  Antol Rividierro, Bailey Bhonn, Charles Hallon, Devvin, Halas Garrut,  Haswick, Icharon Enros, Jero, Mattias Huyton, Militiaman Red, Morthel  Seregeth, Mother, Nadia Sane, Querain Quetesca, Rictiln Chorster, Roddy  MacGregor, Ronald Kenson,  Sava Haun, Sebastian Neuville, Sebo  Rumplstkinion, Slane, Tomas Ridgeway, Ryldarra Vega, Talino Floud and Virgil Anderson.

Authors:
Sava Haun, Tomas Ridgeway, Sebastian Neuville, Mactl'ysha, and Andrew Underwood.

In addition to the authors of all cited and included texts, and the cooperative native Starchildren.

Figure 1: Map of the Shrouded Isles (Fashioned by the scholar, now Hyrsicator of the Transcendant Conclave: Zyphaem Faussad, and his followers. Note: The point labelled “Sharboneth Colony” is now under the rulership of Duke Antoine Trenada, and “Bliss” has since been blown up. Additionally, this map may contain other inaccuracies.)

*Enclosed within this leather-bound book, are various works pertaining to Dwarven rune chants ranging from nursery rhymes for younglings, to rune chants used in battle by Clan of Fellhammer.  

Although Book contains a publication marking of Sava Haun of the Shrouded Isle Syndicate Library, the information contained within the book was obtained from someone within Clan Fellhammer.  Upon reading the works, the reader could deduce that each of the works were from during different time periods, seemingly indicated they have been passed down over time.  

A small inscription with a seal of Clan Fellhammer reads "May thee knowledge of mine kin be kept safe and with Moradin's will, be shared to all of thee son's and daughters of his allies.*

~The following is a rune chant was historically used by three Runecasters of Clan Fellhammer, during their acts of expanding territory:

Runes for leaving, runes for change,
Fairing forth to a land thats strange,
Runes of winging, runes of wind,
To see ye to successful end.

A journey safe that cannot fail
With runes to guide and protect from hail.
Runes to keep ye from thee cold
To step upon ye pathway bold

Ye shall not come to harm, nor drown
But in new lands settle down
Rest once done and build warm hearth
Gain and gift in a goodly garth.

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~The following is a very old Dwarven nursery rhyme that was historically communicated to younglings of Adbar:

A kinsman went a'marketing, he bought a bag of coal.
He took it to his forge to feed thee fire and his goal.
He smelted out some nails and he pounded out a mold,
And fixed the door of a neighbor's house to keep away thee cold.

A kinsman was a'ferrieing, he made a little shoe.
He made it just the perfect size, at seventeen two
He took it to his pony and he gave thee shoe for free,
And then got back to work so he could make thee other three.

A Kinsman went a'marketing, he bought a lump of clay.
He took it home and molded it and rolled it half the day.
He baked it in thee kiln and out came a little jug,
And in it kept the finest beer that ever filled a mug.

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~The following is the war chant of thee Iron Guard at the battle of Un-numbered Tears:

Time rolls on in thee great halls below,
Hammer strikes, metals glow.
Anvil sings to summon kings.

Flesh and mail,
Fire and hail,
Hark our tale.

Ware thee clamor, fear our might.
Lead us to battle, thy enemy in sight.
Unbroken glories to bespoken stories.

First for glory,
then for pride,
battle with honor,
to do or die.

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~Enclosed is a Dwarven chant that is rarely heard by non-Dwarven blood.  It is often sung at thee boar feasts, before thee day of wedlock:

The Elven lasses have long legs,
Hoo ha, hoo ha!
Though Elven lasses have long legs,
When a dwarf's between 'em then they begs.
Ho hoo hah hey!

The Elven ladies sing so fine,
Hoo ha, hoo ha!
Since Elven ladies sing so fine,
Dwarves prefer their taste to wine.
Ho hoo hah hey!

The Gnomish girls are short and stout,
Hoo ha, hoo ha!
Though Gnomish girls are short and stout,
A dwarf can always wear them out.
Ho hoo hah hey!

The Human babes have chests like kegs,
Hoo ha, hoo ha!
Though Human babes have chests like kegs,
A dwarf can drain 'em to the dregs.
Ho hoo hah hey!

A Hobbit wench cooks very hot,
Hoo ha, hoo ha!
A Hobbit wench cooks very hot,
Once a dwarf finds her proper pot.
Ho hoo hah hey!

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~Enclosed is a sonnet, told to Lord Durgrim, first born of Argrim, by his mother as a youngling.  This sonnet has been passed down by his ancestors, which he provided to the public as a gift:

Skalf Fellhammer, short in size, in courage towered high.
Unto thee lair of Graug he stepped, nay fear lest he should die.
Fortune blessed him with her kiss, for thus thee beast it slept.
Over thee gold and rainbow stone, thee youngest Dwarf he crept.
Thee bones of men of virtue high lay scattered where they fell,
for honour had they meath their death, did noble lives they sell.
For many centuries had thee dragon lain upon its cache.
Little did thy dread wyrm dream that it had met its match.
In his hand thee young Dwarf bore an ancient runic blade.
Upon the open neck of Graug, the deepest cut it made.
In the cavern did it rain a shower of gem and gold,
as ancient beast formed dance of death, slain by thy Dwarf so bold.
Dragonslayer and his kin did city lay their claim.
In Karak Adbar to this day do Clan Fellhammer remain.
To seek a fortune, risking death a small toll must you pay.
But fare ye strong in courage then to Adbar make your way.

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~Enclosed is a chant provided by Lord Jarl Fellhammer, which has been passed down to his ancestors:

In caverns so deep, and lairs ice cold,
in halls that will keep, their secrets of old,
a dwarf did forge rings, from bright magic gold,
thee shine â€" mythril things, and charms untold.

Great dwarven gifts, of power â€" rune light,
And only thee dwarf knew, of coming Saeth might.
So with all haste, were sent to noble lords hands,
And let not time waste, deep in dwarf lands.

Thee dwarf-smith he won, gifts to Lord Jarl and his kin,
With power of only one, thee runes gave might of ten.
And in this Thanes Hall, they drove a valiant pact,
To be Moradin's maul, and thus they would act.

This evil was born, in black and the mist,
Of God and great Giant, from dark-things did tryst.
A blood-wight found, of fire was it made,
Of Ysgard power bound, to Adbar was it bade.

Thee Ettin brought blight, to village and town,
Though many would fight, all would be thrown down.
Draught it would make, from souls it would steal,
The bodies it would take, for blood was its meal.

Lord Jarl was strong, like Moradin was wise,
Gathered his throng, and planned a surprise.
Past evening in night, would kill in battle,
This Giant in Twilight, to Hell’s lands nay tattle.

With axe and with hammer, they move to attack,
but with a banes fear, drove Lord Jarl and his kin back.
The Giants charms wrought, of ice and ire,
The Ettin had bought, its time in spell fire.

“I am of Stronskor, and Ice-Giant kin!
Of blood magic born, you can not win!”
Thee blood-wights hand, drew saeth charms in air.
And thee faith of thy warband, was crushed and laid bare.

But thee rings they shone bright, in the dark of this charm,
And from golden dwarf light, were delivered from harm.
“A pox on ye Giant! A curse on ye head!
Thy charms lay broken, and soon you’ll lie dead!”

Thee creature it laughed, its croon was like death,
“I’ll fell you this day, and drink your last breath!”
With brandished spear, the Ettin did stalk,
He smirked and he jeered, there attacks he did balk!

And Lord Jarl did not give, though was drove to a ledge,
and though he’d not live, would cut with runic axe edge.
Thee giant, it gored, with chasms cold wind,
The two titans roared, and refused to bend.

Thee two tested steel, and strength â€" Beast against Lord,
But thee giant would kneel, only with one accord.
Thee giants strife, was silenced with thee kill.
But Lord Jarl lost his life, and bled onto the hill.

Thee body of Jarl, was placed on a shrine,
And by thee Honor guard, all looked upon as divine.
Thee hearts of these kin, rose with their Lord,
With axe and body flaming, went to peaceful Dwarfhold.

Lord Jarl did rise, from shadow and shade,
To Moradin’s great Hall, was this warrior Lord bade.
His story now told, thee runes now risted,
In Dwarfhome song bold, his deeds they are listed.

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