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could it be made possible to filter active players on their league color and faction?

Your forumwork was always great ngl good job

Dear Niranye Auvreathil,

what'd it cost for you to create a painting of Arjuna Namahedu strangling a purple Eagle?

Make it heroic looking, like, at the top of a mountain peak for example, or perhaps more suitable, on a ship! Not the crow's nest or anywhere silly and unsuitable for royalty. Perhaps at the front, near the ram or somewhere, I don't know how ships work.

It's supposed to be a surprise for him from me and it'll just be placed within his Manse.

The sooner the better please, life's short!

Nathaniel Blackvale

I'm writing this drunk in the morning. Hopefully I'm sober when it's midday and nobody tries rouse me before that, but, otherwise I'll just hide. People don't expect me to be attuned with the shadows but I am to a degree, one of the positives of being a merchant is the ability to purchase first-rate articles for personal use.

Well, that was a boring paragraph, clearly I am hesitant to get to the point. Death or Greatness. The End or The Beginning. It all rides on my ability to slither past the traps layed before me. The Prince? He might kill me yet. But he does seem to act upon my advice. I'm certain his time in Ephia's Well and his interactions with the politicians of this snake pit have made him more paranoid, bitter and cynical. I doubt he trusts anyone of us completely. Though perhaps he does the Warrior zealots. Simple men who appreciate violence. Just like the Prince himself, but I accept that, I do not mind that. He isn't a Castlebred, he is the son of a mighty corsair admiral who took over a portcity in rebellion. Violence took his father far and he assumes it'll be like that for him also. It makes sense.

The Ephians in the government I worked with have acted irresponsibly and heeded not my warnings. I told them that when Balstan reached office, terms would begin to favor Qadira over Ephia's Well. Perhaps the terms are agreeable to most the government, but, is it the maximum gain they could've achieved? Not. By. A. Long. Shot. With Balstan the pressure is off.

It is hillarious to hear Marcellus attempt to expell Prince Namahedu *after* Balstan was elected into office to block his efforts. While if it was still him and Nasreen, they would have much more easily succeeded. Thus, it is either a bluff for I don't know what reason, or incompetence. In the case of Marcellus, definitely incompetence.

Of course it's entirely possible the advices I have given to my intermediate did not make it to higher echelons because the intermediate was a demotivated coward. On the other hand, Marcellus probably does nothing with advice, hardheaded and useless mark him in my eyes. Hope someone kills him before he ruins more alliances. He should have just taken a career as field general in the warcouncil and surrender his Legate position. Red Hill is an exemplary victory, will give him that.

I am still writing of the past, I notice now.

My latest decisions are questionable at best, very drastic also, but they were necessary, if I want to come out of this alive and successful.

I must admit I am improvising most of the time...
The situation keeps changing drastically each week...

What the Hells did I tell the Prince in the tavern?
That was self-preservation and self-interest.  But the consequences of my words could be uhm, well, bad.

UGH.

I'm going to die and I don't want to.

Let's distract myself... Ah, Gedwyr, that was funny. Came all smug at my stall, accusing me of selling Darius his old equipment and that the Janissaries would be asking questions bla-bla. Everyone already knows Darius tragically died on Luca Ferra. Yes, I took his equipment and went to pawn it off in my stall. The man doesn't have starving children or anything in his will. It's questionable morals to sell a dead man's old belongings but well, it's not illegal!

And that's the point. Lieutenant Colmes came, saw, noticed, heard, and did nothing. I had an outstanding fine for a 1,000, Colmes announced thusly in the sweaty Dwarf's presence, who probably uttered a slimey HREH HREH in joy- but- I talked the fine away. So, did not pay nothing. Then, I successfully sold some of Darius his best stuff for many thousands of coin.

So... what did Gedwyr achieve? Nothing. Hahaha. I love this...
He did ask the Lieutenant boldly in my face how much value he could steal before it became a capital crime.
That's a threat.

Do I care enough.... probably not. I have much more important things to see to...

I have to remember how this petty squabble started- I called him uncouth after he called me a suckup.
Is that really worth anything...

No... but, it *is* fine entertainment... and his continued failures are wonderful reminders of my own excellence.

Of course, trying to have me investigated and tried for a capital crime, is not nothing...
Maybe he could have an accident on Luca Ferra, and I could sell Gedwyr's old equipment.

That would be ironic.

Who else do I hate in a petty way?

Ah yes, Alejandro. Demanded 10,000 for a song about Prince Arjuna Namahedu. Clearly insulting my intelligence and the Prince simultaneously. Small man. Then he offered me 1,000 for a rather valueable exclusive item I dare not mention in this journal. Then also for the elemental ring, which he said was mundane and common. Well, someone's bought it for five times his offer, so again, his ignorance in clear display. However, I remember these little incidents, I have the memory of a Groknak!

So! I reported him to the Janissaries for his illegal purchase attempt. I reported him to the Prince for his insults to him. Hope it causes them to distrust his service on the warcouncil and tarnish his reputation.

He probably doesn't even care or remember these interactions with me- but that does not matter. I do. And people should be taught to respect me.

And this Argent, the Dragon, he clearly expresses superiority over me. Calls himself a Dragon. Makes constant comparisons of himself to actual Dragons, like he's able to fly off into the sky and breath fire over Iakmes or something. A ridiculous notion, he is a small man with some tattoos and casts mundane magic. Pathetic really, to witness someone think so highly of themselves. Equal to Prince Arjuna Namahedu he considers himself. Really? You're not the son of the Maharaja, Dragon, and you're not a Dragon either. But well done, slimed his way to Prelate, kissing the coaldust off of Balstan's arse. What's it with Dwarves in this settlement? They're so successful for no reason while they're just a bunch of glorified miners that lost their only home of Kulkund. They're just refugees. They've lost.

In any regard, made sure the Prince is most distrustful of the Dragon. Serves him right, stupid egomaniac. You think you're better than me? Nobody is better than me. Perhaps I expressed I was nervous and scared of my recent actions but I know for certain I shall thrive and survive everything and I can't say the same for the likes of him, who make of themselves such obvious targets! Gellema blesses my lies! My subtlety!

Miranda of the Sagebrush had me pay 1,000 for information that boiled down to: "its dangerous down there" & "no treasure there". Even a child could have told me this, I'm going to strangle your gull.

Ah and that Sergeant... Samton? Said he "Knows what kind of man" I am during an Assembly. Calling me a liar, a fraud, small, he deemed himself superior in the moment. Mghm... I haven't yet done anything to hurt him back. Infact, undeservedly, I have negotiated in his FAVOR of all things, only to ensure the terms of the agreement are acceptable to Ephia's Well. But he did not deserve it. I must find a way to get back at him. Maybe I'll poison his stupid Camel.

AND ANOTHER BAG OF CAMEL DUNG... The "RAT"... Ugly pale little crettin that told the Prince Arjuna Namahedu that I spoke poorly of him during clear successful diplomacy with Marcellus and Bashir. Made Arjuna hold a cutlass to my throat figuratively. And continously speaks poorly of me to my face, to watch myself, that he watches me, what have you. If he goes too far, he'll definitely be killed by my hand. I cannot have this little monster whisper dark words into my Prince's ears to sow doubt about me. I am the most loyal member that ever graced this court. Rat, you ugly bastard, I am on your case like nobody else. I'll twist your head off! And devour your coinpurse after you've bled to death. Don't doubt it! Hmgh... maybe that was a bit much. Nonetheless... I'm on you, though you've behaved as of lately... there's a slither of hope for you.

Mm... these last few paragraphs really made me feel better. A good reminder that I am born and bred to succeed where others fail.
I am the best merchant-diplomat-snake that ever graced this settlement in the history of the Disc.

// Reposted because it's updated with new bids. //

BIDDING LIST "PEARLS" OF QADIRA


Legendary Goblet of Greatness
Bids: 2
Min. Bid: 3,000
Min. Next Bid: 3,500
Buyout: 10,000

The Band of Four Elements
Bids: 3
Current Bid: 5,000 SOLD
Min. Next Bid: done
Buyout: done

Gloom Chains of The Khilgez
Bids: 1
Current Bid: 5,000
Min. Next Bid: 6,000
Buyout: 20,000

Bulwark of the Captain
Bids: 0
Min. Next Bid: 1,000
Buyout: 10,000

To make a bid, write to, or, speak to Nathaniel Blackvale.

Miranda,

The bidding's just opened. I am doing my best to make the rounds as quickly as possible.

I am majestic.

But Alzorbo is the whale.

Nathaniel Blackvale

Dear Miranda,

First of all, it is Nathaniel BlackVALE, you're lucky the postmaster had the wit to make this letter out to be addressed for me.

I have processed your bids which I am excited to receive.

PS: I have tasked your Captain Meadow with something it'd be grand if you could assist her.

Nathaniel Blackvale
High Merchant to the Court of Prince Arjuna Namahedu son of the Maharaja.

With Bashir leaving his position as Vizier I feel like my own progress was reset. I was invested into the little bugger... I understand his actions however, wish I had the luxury of success, riches and adoration of crowds to be able to amicably quit. However I am quite sure that my head would be cut off in a Qadiran tavern and roll off if I ever did stop serving Prince Arjuna Namahedu.

There is the avenue to butter up Legate Balstan and or the War Council. I will soft pursue it, but as time progresses, it's looking more and more like I have only the Prince of Qadira to depend on to progress. A dire circumstance, since I do not want to live in Qadira. Nor am I convinced the man actually respects me, he only understands strength and violence. Stupid stones for brain...

the goods, wares and pearls are offered by the Court of Prince Arjuna Namahedu, son of the Maharaja, diplomatic envoy of Qadira-on-the-Sea, operated by High Merchant Nathaniel Blackvale. Please view the selection of highly exclusive artefacts and contact the High Merchant for any bids you'd like to make.

Joke bids are collected for a wall of shame measure.

THE PEARLS



Our extraordinary commodities, hard-earned and exquisite.


Legendary Goblet of Greatness



A goblet made of pure gold, slightly tarnished by the passing of time. It shimmers clearly with Noble intent. Pour your liquid into the goblet and Drink. You shall be imbued with great meaning.

This goblet was appraised by experts such as Sisters of the Priory and found to be an unique and potentionally powerful object that should be shared in a final toast before a great battle or gifted to a mythical hero. None were able to discern the effects but experts think it's either a great battleboon or a permanent transformation of body, soul and mind.

You shan't find it's like because it was claimed from the clutches of a dark, terrible threat, of which the likes won't be seen again.

Should you raise a toast, raise it also to the man who died in this fight.
Darius of the Axe. Martyrs keep him.

The Band of Four Elements



A fabled and known artefact for around one of your fingers. It halts with great success all known elements and is a stepping stone to ultimate resistance. It is not a matter of ''could it save your life?'' it unequivocally will. Pair it with another, pair it with the next pearl, the gloomchains, you will command the vanguard and be able to face the Orc shamans and even worse purely alone.

Gloom Chains of The Khilgez



Mythical chains to withstand all elements much like the fabled artefact prior. Enchanted to be sturdy. It also looks most fashionable and will beyond doubt see you many Djinni and Orcs. Destroy Ephia's Well's enemies that of Qadira also!

Bulwark of the Captain



A famed, fabled, truly legendary equipment with powerful enchantments to turn your speechcraft to higher levels aswell as your capability to make agile dodges and react proper.

It is however not plate, it is banded armour, this is the only downside to an otherwise completely unique and spectacular piece. Because of it's rarity and powerful enchantments, unique in their being, it is rightfully listed as a Pearl.

Thus concludes the current inventory of true Pearls of Qadira.

Yours Sincerely,

Nathaniel Blackvale

The game is educating you on the dangers of irresponsible climbing.

Please be safe.

The adventure of an illegal book.

There once was an illegal book that details pottery. An innocent hobby, I thought, but, it is the means to obtaining something of significance that could allow one to descend into a domain of indestructible beings that specifically hate Marcellus the Legate. Funny.

In any case, there it was, the book, at the end of our heavy toiled victory over Hobgoblin kind. A sad small little Janissary (cannot see if it's a Gnome or Hin but by how annoying he was probably both) wanted to confiscate this book. He was determined, bound by duty, upholding the law. Until a man with warpaint said "no you can't do that" and so all the courage this miserable crettin mustered dissapeared like Frostport snow before Pra'raj.

Then rolled a few dices, who to hold the book? Me! Nathaniel Blackvale, criminal mastermind.

The little miserable Janissary Gnome-Hin hybrid of ultimate bother saw my weak little muscles and decided that INFACT he shall confiscate it. But only when we're in Ephia's Well because imagine if he doesn't have backup and he has to enforce the law himself that'd be quite a little teeny weeny difficult for little Janny Jan.

I tried to ask the Banda Rossan how much coin she'd take to beat up the Janissary but she refused because Banda Rossans aren't mercenaries they're Sultan loving peace agents that own a tavern. But I digress.

Upon the road back to Ephia's Well we encountered a Lizardfolk warband, with some of their biggest and strongest kind. My allies charged them bravely, the Janissary lagged behind and was the last (beside me) to enter the fray of course. I drank invisibility and dashed past everyone to Ephia's Well, clutching my greedy grubby hands onto this highly illegal book that details how to do pottery.

I ran into the Krak des Roses in search of anyone I could trust- lo and behold- the worst possible option out of that pool of individuals. Osric "perpeptually old and cranky" Locke of the "Warrior" (he's too old to fight). I tossed him the book and ran back to the roads invisible. Then I came across my company, entered the back of the line and revealed myself.

I was there the whole time!! I was simply sneaking!! (Criminal mastermind - I told you).

Then we entered through the Sand Gate and the little mouse squeeked (read this with your most dweebish voice) "I'm gunna search yuu!" and I cooperated fully. I did not have the book. And he could not charge me.

And then I got paid by the government for telling the government that Osric was given the book whilst he already hid it somewhere and they searched him and couldn't find it either.

This was all absolutely unnecessary but I made coin and had a few laughs.

For loot dividing it could be good to turn a potion stack of 3 into 3 single potions to place them on the floor. Maybe it's easier to create this now with the potion stacking script?

Why don't we conscript the unwashed peasants that were invading Ephia's Well like a plague before? We'd solve two crisis in one fell stroke. And why not send some suicide astronomers to pact themselves and reak absolute destruction on the costs of their not-that-valueable lives?

I think I have a brilliant idea for Qadira.