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2008-07-27T22:33:00.001-05:00

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The End

2007-03-16T10:52:00.000-05:00

Anskiere stood silently in his third-floor suite, his hand, in a fist, outstretched palm up in front of an oval constructed of rune-inlaid stone. He closed his eyes and breathed out a sigh, releasing his fist slowly so that his palm was open, but his fingers still crooked and pointing to the sky. A now familiar wisp of wind accompanied the movement as a budding of some sorcery took hold in the middle of the oval. The whirling seed pulsed and gyrated as it grew larger with each passing moment. Cracks of energy retorted through the room as sparks of pure mana arced to the stone construction, and Anskiere opened his eyes to gaze upon the portal as it finished forming in front of him.

He stared into that whirling vortex of deep blues, purples, and black as he had several times before lately. His gaze that of longing, his thoughts of where it might lead to. He still had reservations about it, however. How would he get back? Could he get back? Did he want to come back? All of these thoughts flooded his mind as he gazed as if in a trance, time holding no meaning.

Suddenly, Anskiere heard the latch of his door click. He quickly closed his fist and the vortex in front of him collapsed with a rush of wind, sending loose parchment careening around the room. A line of fire exploded from his fist in the shape of slender scimitar, the air around it shimmering with intense heat. All of this happened within scant moments, as the door flung open and a young wood elf dressed in a dark grey gi rushed in the room, slamming the door behind her.

“I told you never to come here.” He growled, still holding his arcane blade at the ready, flames dripping from its form. “No one is to know.”

"Ya might think it's important…" She stammered as she let her accent fall softly. The elf stared hard at him, though toyed nervously with one of her deep purple pigtails. "You'll to want to see." She finished, pointing at a window that faced the pier.

Anskiere made his way to the window to peer out. A ferry had just arrived from the camp on Onerock Isle, and its passengers were lined up pier. There were five of them, all dressed in ornate white robes, their hands interlocking in front of them, the long sleeves draping down. Their faces were obscured in shadow from their long hoods. The one in the center appeared to be talking to a dock hand, nodding slightly as the worker pointed towards the keep. The five began walking, falling into a “V” formation as they approached the main gates.

“Who…” Anskiere started, his fist going lax and his weapon dissipating into the air. He turned back to the wood elf, his eyes moving to her left calf. “Keep it hidden. If they find out, your life is forfeit. Tell the others.” Without another word, Anskiere moved quickly for the door, picking up one of his cloaks before leaving his suite.

Bounding down the stairs, he reached the common hall and tossed his cloak over to Clancy, who was sitting in her usual couch, a bottle to her lips and enjoying herself. “Cover it.” He said simply, motioning to his own shoulder where there was a dragon embroidered on his robe sleeve. While he narrowed his eyes at her as if to get her to hurry up, the click of the doors opening echoed through the now quiet room. Through the open doors, the five magi filed in to once again stand in a line, their hands still in front of them and their faces still in darkness.

“Anskiere Arkenarn,” the one in the center called out. “You are hereby bound to stand down and return with us to relinquish your powers willingly. If you do not, we are authorized to use force. We are well aware of what is happening, and if you have any of yourself left, you will comply.”

Anskiere grimaced slightly before a smirk made its way onto his lips. He stared down the way at his would be captors, the piercing blue of his eyes a reminder to anyone who looked into them of the power he was capable of. Slowly widening his stance to what looked like a position a monk may take, he raised his fists in front of him, the air around him shimmering with heat.

“No.” Anskiere said simply, the smirk still curling on his lips. “You’ll have to take me yourselves.”

With that, all five of the intruders moved in unison, dropping their hands from in front of them as murmurs of an arcane tongue swept across the room. Their bodies seemed to shimmer for a moment as the air around them hardened into a protective barrier. At that same moment, Anskiere had taken his right hand and tucked it against his left side, holding there as he waited for his opponents to make the first move.

Several tense moments passed before the mage in the center started an incantation that formed a ball of fire at his fingertips, sending it shooting towards the wizard. Anskiere swiped his left hand though the air, making contact with the fire and deflecting it off to a wall where it exploded in a puff of black smoke. With fluid movements, he continued the motions, his right hand flying out in front of him as hundreds of arrow like streams of ice hurtled toward the magi. Without missing a beat, Anskiere spun around, his right leg arcing through the air as he did, a wave of flame forming with it and flying closely behind the ice fragments.

The attack struck the two mages on the left side. Not expecting an attack of two elements, they fumbled their defenses and were ill prepared for the impact. The ice hit first, breaking through their measly conjured armor, piercing them whole through. The mage on the far left died instantly as a spear of ice ripped though his heart, and he fell to the floor before the wave of fire even reached him. The second was not so lucky, as he was still alive when Anskiere’s flame consumed his flesh.

The others looked on as their two brethren fell to the floor, a look of surprise on their faces. They had not expected the wizard to posses such power. Tense seconds passed before the room erupted with elemental spells from both sides. The mages held their ground; Anskiere, consumed in mystical dance of channeling his energies and defending against the attacks.

As the battle raged, a fire began to engulf Anskiere, turning him into a walking flame. His expression was full of concentrated hate, nothing but destroying these intruders on his mind. He stopped suddenly, however, when during the course of the fight his eyes passed over Clancy. He stood there, mid movement as it appeared his senses were returning to him. In the chaos he managed to glance around the room, seeing the destruction that they had caused before turning his eyes back to Clancy.

“I’m sor…” He began to say as a bolt of lightning streaked across the room and impacted him on his side, sending him to the floor in a crumpled heap. With the last bit of his available energy, he managed to utter the incantation of a teleportation spell, and his body vanished in a flash of light.

“Find him!” The head mage had shouted, only to find that one of his two remaining minions was dead, and the other was mortally injured. The mage quickly flipped back his hood, revealing a Koada’Dal face. “If you give that sorcerer refuge any longer,” he continued, addressing everyone who was still in the common room, “Your land and lives will be forfeit. Do not test us, there are many besides me who are more numerous and powerful than you can imagine.”

The mage turned on his heels and exited the main doors, leaving his wounded companion there to die.

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Anskiere tended to his wounds in his new hiding place – a cave near Windstalker Village in Antonica. Several days had passed since the fight, and by all accounts, the hit he took should have killed him. He knew, though, how he was spared. It was the very reason that they came for him in the first place. He could barely hang on to what was left of his humanity.

Though he was alive, he knew that he could not withstand another assault. He also knew that it was only a matter of time before they found him. With the little sanity he possessed, he begged for that to happen…for this to be over with. But his body was no longer his, as the will imposed on him by the very elements he used to command had taken control.

They attacked him again while he slept that night. Before Anskiere was aware of what was happening, they had moved the earth around him – his arms and legs were bound to the ground, and a patch of earth wrapped around his face, acting both as a gag so he could not speak, and a blindfold so he could not see.

Still in pain from the previous assault in the Keep, Anskiere surrendered without a fight. The powers within him, however, had other plans. Without warning, a flame burst forth from his body, taking the shape of a dragon’s head. It quickly opened its fiery maw and breathed out a fierce mixture of fire and ice on to the captors.

Surprised from the outburst they were, but unprepared they were not. The last encounter with Anskiere had given much information as to the state of his being, and the magi were ready for anything. They quickly sprang into action subduing the elements that raged from the elf’s body, easily weaving their wards to push it back. With the focal point of Anskiere’s body effectively out of commission, it was a simple task.

They traveled for what seemed like hours over the soil of Antonica before reaching the stone walkways of what Anskiere assumed to be Qeynos. He didn’t care, however… he only wished for his own end while it could still be managed.

After a few minutes of traveling over the paved streets, there was a sudden rush of air, and Anskiere sensed that he was no longer in the spot he stood just a moment ago. The atmosphere was different, musky… and quiet.

“Get on your knees.” A voice boomed from in front of him. Anskiere complied, and dropped to his knees. The earth that served as his gag and blindfold fell away, and he discovered that he knelt in the center of a large raised circle on the floor. There were many runes and arcane symbols carved into the stone floor around him, resembling a summoning circle, but different in a way that Anskiere had never seen.

“Do you know why you are here?” A voice shot out from his right.

“He knows…” Came a voice to the left.

“He chose it.” Said a voice from behind.

Anskiere looked around him. There were four figures clad in black with faintly glowing green runes and symbols adorning their robes. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, but it quickly subsided.

“Perhaps he can still be of use… after.” The figure on the left said, raising a hand to his chin as if in thought.

“There is always a use.” Came a reply from behind.

“Silence!” The mage in front spoke, as he spread his arms out. “Anskiere Arkenarn, you are here to be purged. Your selfish ways have led you here, though you have had so many chances to change. You have no one to blame but yourself.” He lowered his arms and turned his back to Anskiere, grabbing an artifact from a table against the wall. “Hardly any survive the purge.” He finished, quietly.

Anskiere tried to look away, tried to speak, but nothing would happen. He felt as if he had lost all control of his body. He could feel the powers within him trying to rise against the binding force, but even the elements were held at bay. The mage in the front turned to face Anskiere once more, placing a pyramid shaped object on the floor in front of him. From what he could see, it looked as if each side had the symbol for one of the four elements on it. Currently facing him was the symbol for air, one of the two elements he held little control over.

The magi began a low chant together in what sounded to be a strange dialect of Druzaic, which Anskiere could not seem to make out. The symbol of air the pyramid in front of him began to pulse, and his vision started to turn blurry. He thought he caught the sound of the mage behind him punching into the empty air, but the thought was ripped from his mind when he felt a blow from behind. He lurched forward as time seemed to slow down in his mind, and he felt every excruciating moment as the attack from behind passed through his body and out through his chest, ripping out a part of his very being. A slight gust of wind filled the chamber following the exit of the barrage, as Anskiere fell forward onto his hands and restrained from crying out with all his might.

The magi continued to chant as the pyramid rotated to display the next element: earth.

Anskiere, still on all fours, was unprepared for the next assault. The symbol for earth began to glow, and the mage to his right thrust both his fists in the broken wizard’s direction. The arcane attack ripped through Anskiere like a ghost as sand splattered out of his side before he collapsed to his left.

The wizard found the strength to get back up on his knees, fully understanding that the next two events would be hundreds of times more painful than the previous. The magi were about to split his two main elements from his body.

The chant continued, and the pyramid again moved to display the symbol for the element of water. Anskiere winced as the symbol began to glow, and the mage to his left punched the air in front of him.

The blow hit him with such force that it immediately stole his breath from him. As he struggled to breathe, he realized that this was not like the others. The force didn’t pass through his body, but instead moved around inside him as he cried out in agony. It felt as if someone had reached inside his body and were groping around in him. His skin started to chill and for the first time that he could remember, it hurt. Ice started to form, and he cried out as spikes of ice suddenly jutted out of his body, opening holes in his flesh. Anskiere shrieked in pain as one such spike projected itself though his left eye. He reached up to cover it, and as he did all of the ice melted as suddenly as it had appeared, and splashed onto the floor around him, filling in the engravings he sat upon.

Anskiere was doubled over in pain, a hand covering his eye, and bleeding profusely, but the ritual continued. The chant proceeded, unfaltering, as the pyramid rotated to display the last element.

Scant moments passed before the symbol for fire began to glow. The carved lines in the circle of floor below the wizard also became alive with a red radiance.

“Solusek save me…” Anskiere managed to whisper out before the final mage struck the empty space in front of him.

The pain from the initial impact and following ravaging of his insides was ten times that as the last. Anskiere’s hand dropped limply from his bleeding face, but he found that he was not afforded the luxury of going unconscious.

Anskiere’s howls filled the chamber as the arcane force inside him ripped all remnants of the element of fire from his being. He could feel his skin beginning to burn, only adding to the agony he was going through. Without warning, a nova of fire burst from his body, eating his flesh as it exited. The magi held fast, unaffected. The wizard thought it was over, but still cried in anguish as the force was still inside him. Flames started popping up on his flesh, and steam rose from the floor from the water that was left from the previous exorcism.

Soon becoming unbearable, Anskiere raised his eyes to the ceiling as a blood curling scream escaped his throat. A pillar of flame erupted around him, taking the form of a dragon above his body. It seemed to taunt the magi, breathing cones of fire around the room before it dispersed violently into the air.

Anskiere fell limp onto the stone floor, badly burnt and still bleeding from the many punctures in his skin.

“It is done.” All four magi said in unison.

Anskiere woke and found himself in a dark alleyway. He had no idea how long he had been out for, but at least the blood had stopped flowing. He was still in much pain, but he welcomed it, because it was nothing compared to the agony he felt before he passed out.

Slowly the broken elf rose from the ground. His once rich clothing was reduced to burnt rags, and his body ached with even the slightest movement. He felt strange, ever used to having the elements flowing through him, he felt alone in the world for the first time since his mother’s death.

Still, he staggered out from the alley and into the main road. He noticed he was in South Qeynos, and it was dusk. As he wandered unsteadily, he started to notice the whispers of those around him. As he stopped and looked about, he noticed that no one would meet his gaze; instead they would turn away in disgust.

The whispers intensified, and Anskiere realized that what he was hearing was not spoken word, but all in his mind. His hands grasped his head as he fell against the building next to him, trying to calm himself down but failing miserably. He cried out in pain and crumpled down onto the ground, as passersby ignored him as if he was a homeless cripple.

It was at that moment that Anskiere realized it – that is what he was now. He gathered himself back up, trying with all of his willpower to block the sounds from his mind. He raised his hand over his lost eye, and staggered down the street into the rising darkness.

I'm not sure...

2006-12-18T12:11:00.000-06:00

My infatuation with the Obelisk and it's extraterrestrial inhabitants has been the head of my studies for quite some time. My breakthrough with teleportation was just the start of what I have found.

I've found another dimensional anchor to the Obelisk in Faydwer. It seems their plans for this world run quite deep. I've run across quite detailed preparations for inhabiting a Dragon for a host body. What they could ever want to do with that... only the Gods could know.

It matters not to me.

I've gathered artifacts from their realm, I've studied texts, and... I believe I have learned to replicate their portals.

I sit here now, writing this, quite possibly with the knowledge of how to create interplanetary portals. Well... it goes somewhere, for sure. The power I tap when creating the destination for this portal is quite strong... yet it feels eerily familiar.

I walk on the side of caution here, because I am not so sure that once I go through, I will be able to get back. Creating a portal of this magnitude by oneself is no easy task. The preparation and execution is not quite so easy and requires much power that is not my own. For reasons of not boring anyone who may come across this with babble of complex arcane nature, I will leave it at that.

It is enough to say that before I attempt it, I must be willing to let go of all that I treasure here... though perhaps that time comes faster than even I realize.

Solusek guide me.

Anskiere Arkenarn

Exploration

2006-11-10T09:47:00.000-06:00

Talk of ships making routine trips between the known land and Faydwer is abound. But I have discovered something I didn't think was possible... teleportation around Norrath. No doubt my father helped me some in finding this breakthrough - I've heard the stories about the Combine Empire spires, how they were used for teleportation in the old days. But never did I think I would get to see Faydwer again after the Rending.

Ah well... I've been there now. I saw my home city of Kelethin. It's been so many years, but I can tell that it has been a bit rebuilt. Also the rebuilt Felwithe... but the Koada'Dal there don't take well to any visitors. They claim they are pure bloods, but I fear something else has tainted them.

Soon enough the Far Seas Trading Company will be commisioning ships to ferry people to and from Faydwer. I am glad I found a way there myself before that... before the taint that all these people will surely bring... but such is the nature of life.

Anskiere Arkenarn

And so it begins...

2006-10-25T23:42:00.000-05:00

The officer corps of Shadow Company has left. The details of that little adventure will not be disclosed here, however.

To a new begining... perhaps something for me to do again. I've grown stagnant, and I know it. Too comfortable in my position, I suppose. Well, that is all in the past.

We've formed a new group and coined ourselves Raven Guard. Already we have a presense, already we have support from other guilds and organizations.

I'll write more about this at a later date. For now, there is much work to be done!

Anskiere Arkenarn

The Gathering

2006-07-15T12:46:00.000-05:00

I haven't written much lately but I still have been visiting the Temple of Solusek Ro to study, meditate, .... try to contact my father...

The spirits that guard the Temple have accepted me for a while now. They know I come to seek truth. They also know of my thirst for knowledge and power, and thus have let me visit without trying to hinder me.

Recently a Erudite whom has lived within the Temple for as long as I have been visiting seems to have been called to service by the Burning Prince himself. Every day at least one new follower arrives... either to see this Oracle of Flame for themselves, or to gather and prepare for the return of Solusek Ro.

The return of the Burning Prince has me somewhat excited. Through my father I have felt what it can be like to wield power given by Solusek Ro himself. But to actually have Him there with me... to have this power myself....

I just hope that I can prove myself worthy.

Anskiere Arkenarn

Stars!

2006-06-16T08:49:00.000-05:00

I'm happy now. I relax all day and sleep well at night. The nightmares of battle don't follow my dreams, the Stars are happy with my decisions, too, I think. Tanaii is a wonderful replacement for me. She's more of a leader than I could ever be.

Anyway.. Now, I paint all day. I lie under the Stars at night, I read books of the history of the Norrath I never knew, and I just overall enjoy life. I'm having more fun than I ever did. I needed this. Not to say I won't stop adventuring, though! If my powers are ever to become greater, I will be there along side of my husband!

I don't really have much to say other than I am happy. The Stars grant me happiness because I am doing what I should and need to be doing.

It's been a while...

2006-05-20T19:36:00.000-05:00

I've been failing myself in keeping this journal as full as I have meant to since I started it. I suppose I often find myself too busy to sit and recount events that have happened.

Since the spires to the Overrealm were rebuilt, the Company has spent much time plundering the riches found there.

My wife decided to pretty much give up on her adventures... my apprentice Kylorian has all but vanished from the face of Norrath. It seems this common journal is once again how it began - with just me.

Anskiere Arkenarn

Kylorian - Entry 007

2006-03-14T13:16:00.000-06:00

It has been a while since I last wrote anything down. Things have been going particularly nice for me as of late, and I finally will write them down for safe keeping. There have been some major things that have changed, one of those is the fact that I left the Sigils to join my present guild, Legacy of Honor. I find this guild to be more hospitible, not to mention there are always people around. I decided to leave shortly after Anskiere and Jaipehg quit, though for not as many reasons as they. I felt that since their departure, the Sigils began decomposing faster, so I left while I could. Fortunately, a friend of mine suggested I join their guild, and I applied and was accepted.

Aside from that, I have spent numerous days reading ancient lore, helping people with quests, writing spells, as well as adventuring the Shattered Lands. Speaking of adventuring, they have rebuilt the spires that have been broken, and the Kingdom of Sky has been a place of commute for many now. I am too weak to venture up there by myself, but I am growing stronger. I just need time.

It also turns out I have a half-brother who is trying to kill me. I have stayed a few steps ahead of him since learning of his presence, and I wish to avoid any contact with him, for he is running on revenge that has nothing to do with me. Aside from all this, I will keep updating my adventures as I progress to know more about Norrath and all its secrets. Fare well for now.

- Kylorian Orr

New lands..

2006-02-22T09:37:00.000-06:00

I'm rather taken aback. So much discovered so quickly. I feel overwhelmed, too much has happened at once. I think I could be content with the lands I already know for awhile, still. I hate this feeling.. I just want to give up and sit around because there's so much I want to do and I cannot figure where to begin! Perhaps.. I should just find one favourite area and stick with it. It doesn't help me that there are so many others running around these new lands.. I feel almost claustrophobic. That in itself is odd, though.. considering the lands are in the sky.

Oh! The form of travel! The clouds moving me are rather unnerving! An itty bitty cloud beneath my feet is far from reassuring that I will not fall! Oh, Stars! Scares the living starlight out of my soul every time I have to use one.. Oh, how I wish to stay on ground. If you know me.. you know how clumsy I am and how often I fall.

For now, I'll try to keep my emotions under control and continue to explore. Normally.. I would not be so eager to figure out my maps.. but it seems I get left behind so often on things. I'm going to try to stay on top of at least that.. so I can know where I'm going. One day, the fact that I do not achieve everything that is handed to me with an overzealous passion will be looked past. One day, I'll be considered a respectable and intelligent wizard. I just hope that doesn't mean I have to stop having fun.

Oh, the Stars!
Jaipehg

Oh, the Stars!

2006-02-06T09:06:00.000-06:00

I look up to the night's sky as of late and I see the stars - they've gone so active! I see shooting stars at least every minute! The stars - they burn so bright! Oh, I do wonder what this is a sign of. Dear Stars, let me know your will!

Anskiere has told me he plans to move to Freeport, once he is able. I am not sure what I think of this - but I do not think I could follow. Will this end our marriage? Perhaps, although I cannot say. Him feeling the need to be so far away, though.. The Stars will tell. Of course, I wish the best for him, no matter what. Maybe this is one of the reasons why they are driving so hard. My fate is twisted, it seems. Full of turns ahead. I fear being alone, and while I do not fear Freeport, I fear leaving mum behind. No.. I do not think I can do this.

I've not done much but random wandering, lately. A few odd jobs here and there, a couple of taskss for the Company.. just keeping myself busy. I tried attending a social event within the Company.. I stayed for maybe ten minutes. I felt so out of place an uncomfortable. So many people to look down upon me.. I'll find a purpose sooner or later, I think.

Oh, the Stars!
Jaipehg

What to say...

2006-02-06T08:16:00.000-06:00

I haven't logged many adventures lately. It's not that I've been too busy, because I often just find myself wandering around the harbor thinking to myself.

I don't think I want to stay in Qeynos any longer. The place bothers me. I have a fear I may have been tainted from all of my travels... I am not the young wizard I started out as. No.. now that I think about it, I am... I'm just realizing it now. I've always been this way. The loss of my father whom I never knew in this life, and my mother, killed by Lucan's betrayal in the Battle of Defiance.

And I want to seek refuge in Freeport? Am I thinking clearly? Yes... I don't belong in Qeynos. Everyone is too happy, everyone is has some diluted cheery outlook about the future of Norrath.

So... I'll begin preperations. I'm sure there is much to be done, and this isn't going to be a simple task. I have doubts that Jai will follow me into the walls of Freeport, however...

But there is no doubt, I have my resolve. To Freeport the first chance I get, to finally join together with the mass of my mercenary troope.

For power and profit!

Anskiere Arkenarn

Adventure!

2006-01-26T08:28:00.000-06:00

Yesterday, myself and a few of others of the company (Captain, Zokushi, Adirelia, and Oakos, I believe... don't hurt me if I'm wrong..) decided to go have a little fun in Permafrost.
On our way there, we had somewhat of an accident that involved the Captain going into a spasm, some deep water, and me getting blamed. But we can save that story for another time...

While we were trying to decide what could possibly be worth our time in Permafrost, we had the wonderful idea to go check into Drayek's chambers.

Surprise, surprise, there was a new ice king there. Apparently he gets replaced whenever some brave group of travellers take one down.

So we decided... maybe we should be this brave group..

I won't bore you with any other detail other than that the battle was long and draining. Not so much hard, though there were some close calls. But of course, we prevailed.

Afterwards, we all took a break before the guild activities that night. When we gathered back up, it seems that we mustered too much of the guild, and there were spare bodies around. I was one of the ones that offered to sit this night out, but it seems too many offered and I was "volunteered" back into the position.

We caused a large ruckus in the Silent City, taking care of the undead. I'm glad I went, for the last mummy we destroyed was wearing a very lovely ring, which radiated with arcane power. I, being the only mage in the party (and thus the only one who had any idea of it's power), took the ring as my own.

And then to boot, a few of us took a stroll in the Poet's Palace. I'll spare the details since I have already written enough, but from there I recieved a necklace more powerful than I was already wearing. It's a good thing I don't find it morbid to wear the jewelery of the dead.

A very POWERFUL day.

For power and profit!

Anskiere Arkenarn

Lockjaw

2006-01-18T15:12:00.000-06:00

Rumors had been flying around the Sinking Sands about a giant crocodile.. Lockjaw.

The Company decided to go clean out his little nest, we did. A bit of dabbling in his cave and we finally found him. Amazingly this creature was apparently around during my father's time, because sure enough when I saw him, the visions came flooding in. He has grown juuuust a little since back then, though.

Guess he has been feeding on adventurers all these years!

We started out rough, and many of us took a good beating during the whole event. Captain kept his cool however, and the leaders had a good plan set in place. It was a close call, but finaly we rang victorious!

We all thought we would be getting some new croc hide boots, but I think we did a -little- too much damage for that. Lockjaw's hide was ripped and burnt to bits by the time he was dead enough to cut any off of him in a professional (and I don't mean in the professional assassin sense) way. We ended up finding enough non-damged hide to make one vest, but alas, that is all.

For Power and Profit!

Anskiere Arkenarn

Postscript: I forgot to mention that the Captain has been trying to get Lockjaw's head back to the hall in Freeport, to mount it. So far.. we've not been successful. It is a reaallly big head.

Hmm.

2006-01-14T09:20:00.000-06:00

I have been keeping a seperate journal as of late.. I suppose for certain reasons I should not state here.

The Company is wonderful, I love the Sigils, but I enjoy the fact of having people around to aid in my journeys even more so. I attended a meeting of the Sigils the other day.. Mum kinda ragged on Anskiere and I for leaving, though I think it was unintentional. Her sister, Erithe, redeemed her, though. She also did so a bit later in her speech. One of their new candidates is a bit of a snot-nosed brat. Oh, well. It is not for me to deal with. I just may not show up for meetings soon again if I am going to be looked down upon by a spoiled Koada'Dal simply because I am a "mutt blood." I will always hold the Sigils precious; I will always be the Sigil of the Star.

This is all that matters.

The text seems to have been added to the entry at a later time..

I read Anskiere's writings and wish I had something of the same myself. I wish I had some awesome background, that I could relate to the world before the Shattering. I am a young one, though. I was born after the Rending; I think my mum is a bit mixed up with dates.

I also wish that I had the ability to believe in the gods of times past. I have seen no proof, though. My mum doesn't seem to enforce anything. I suppose I've created my own, though. At least I know the stars are always there.

For now, I'll just be my silly, child-like self. Different from her husband in every way except for our studies. Looked down upon for being a half-blood by him among others. Does it seem right to anyone else? Where is my stability?

That's enough of this though (insert kooky monkey grin here). I'm going to go run around in my monkey illusion some more. I enjoy it thoroughly.

Been busy...

2006-01-13T08:34:00.000-06:00

I realize I said I would write more, but I have just been so busy with the Company. I have gained power by leaps and bounds since joining them, and I fully enjoy it.

My sister has recently gotten her nails into a human boy... a bit dissapointing to say the least. The least she could do is find someone who won't die eons before herself. It was more than just toying with him, too... bah. Oh well. I hear that he is leaving for a long time anyway. She'll forget about him for sure.

Jai has been a bit slower than me in her training, but I think that she has finally caught up to my level of power.

My visions are completely under control now. I use them to my benefit, because every bit of knowledge helps. I still do have troubles trying to conjure visions of places I myself have not set my eyes on, but can get some fleeting images... I am working on improving this.

Speaking of knowledge, I recently visited a place called the Obelisk of Lost Souls. I have been there before, but never had I delved so deep inside. There is a wealth of knowledge stored within... apparently, Norrath is not alone among the stars. Though I personally find it hard to believe, I don't put it outside the realm of possibility. Through my visions I have seen places many adventurers wandered that were not on Norrath.. or Luclin for that matter. As stated above, I only see fleeting images of these places, but am trying to focus on them to get a better idea of what they are. All I know is that if these places do still exist somewhere... we have no rediscovered the means to travel to them.

I am very intrigued with the idea that there are other planets with sentient life.. especially if what I have found is true, and some of them are already on Norrath, hostile as they may be... I wish to find a way to travel to these other worlds. If they can come here, why can't I go there? Research.. research is what I need.

It may take more than myself... but for now, I will look into it alone.

Anskiere Arkenarn

Back, and better than ever.

2005-11-30T08:51:00.000-06:00

I took a lot of time off from my adventuring to come to terms with things. I've learned to control most of my visions, and now have great insight into the world we live in today. I see what used to be.. and have a yearning for it I can't explain.

I'm sure now that I have seen my father in these visions.. like he is watching me from afar. I've made my way back to the Temple of Solusek Ro many times since my last entry, and can see him off in the distance, reading, practicing... extending his power and knowledge.

I left the Sigils for good, also. Most of them seem more content to sit in their houses than come out to adventure with their fellow members. Leaders were nowhere to be seen, and morale was at an all-time low. I offered a solution to the problem but it was met with "these are the rules and it isn't changing"....
Those same rules that may have very well been the demise of the guild in the first place.

But I have found a new home in Shadow Company. It is a place where I feel I am appreciated.. a place where the members are out and about, active.. high morale.. I honestly think that this is where I belong. Let us hope that they feel the same way about me.

I will make an attempt to write here more often, now that I may have something to write about other than my visions.

For Profit and Power!

Anskiere Arkenarn

Hope is lost.

2005-11-09T07:46:00.000-06:00

The guild I have grown to love is falling apart. I don't think it's strong enough to take the steps to recreate itself.

Me own mum took a stab at me, saying I could not be a leader because I called myself a peon (in other words). Of course she didn't say it to me, but I understood. Let it be known I will not berate myself unless someone else has done it first. Whether that be directly or through other actions. I am someone who will act upon how they are treated. In that note - I plan to get myself demoted back to Sigil today. Or perhaps I'll leave and travel with my husband.

The old Sigils, the ones who somehow survived the Shattering, are too stuck into their own ways. They'll not allow room for us to expand and grow in ways that would best suite the guild now. They do not want to understand that they are not being overlooked. I think that they are just going to be taking this as a personal attack - because that's how they want to see it. This guild is young! It needs vibrance! They want to follow a charter that was created ten lifetimes before me. Nothing is the same as it was before the Shattering, why should this have to be?

I want to see the guild prosper, but somehow, I don't think it's going to happen. I may have to move on.

Back again

2005-10-29T10:56:00.000-05:00

I've been away for a while, studying up I guess you could say.

I've spent a lot of my time researching about the world before the rending, and it can't be denied now that I am indeed seeing images of a world I have never seen. I have gotten ahold of myself, however, and I am not so effected by my visions.

All of this has taken a toll on my adventuring lately, though I have been out to the desert a few times. Even there I was not safe from my visions. It seems that land is full of old memories.

Now that I have a grasp on things, I am going to try to get out more again. I've missed too much and am starting to feel that lust for power filling me again, though I have a new purpose in mind - to find a way to control the visions and perhaps talk with whatever is causing them.. which I more and more believe is .... my father..

Anskiere Arkenarn

Kylorian - Entry 006

2005-10-14T18:55:00.000-05:00

Entry 006 -

Well, let's see. It has been a while since my last entry. Things have been going quite well as of late. I have been adventuring into Nektulos and Zek, exploring the regions that are a little more difficult for me. Yesterday, I was adventuring with Kanolth in Zek, and we fought our fair share of orcs, and then helped a fellow by the name of Bogstrutter. He wanted us to survey the land or something, so we did. He payed us rather handsomely for running those errands. After Kanolth and I parted for our own ways, I hung out at Spiral Lake for a while, finding little collection items that I haven't found. Mervin, too, was happy to see the completed collections, because he gave me some real nice items. I, unfortunately, do not know how to use them as of yet. Oh well - time to head back to my room at the inn and see what some of my trinkets have sold for.

An trail of thoughts.

2005-08-29T12:11:00.000-05:00

I've been having better times lately! Anskiere has finally deemed me worthy of grouping with, haha. Well, maybe it's just because his conjurer friend is there.. hmmm. (Or perhaps it's my guise that he insists I wear more often than not? Hah! I do hope that's all in play.) Although, I must admit, Elementy sure does know how to work his pet to our advantage. I'm willing to bet he's much better than mum or Midjit. I wonder how Midjit's Ambassador position is going... Hah. Oi, new topic!

My studies have been going great lately! My cooking is improving as well! Slowly, though, on both terms, really. I really need to get back to cooking more often. I enjoy it, but it gets so tedious at the same time. Perhaps once I get ahead on my Wizard-ness I'll go back to cooking more often. I feel like I'm falling behind everyone. Or, at least, moving too slow, maybe? It does tend to frustrate me how easily everyone else seems to be moving along.

I've been spending a lot of time in Lavastorm and Everfrost. Lavastorm and I are not getting along well. I've had so many problems there, haha. Same for for Solusek's Eye. The pathways leading down in that place are terrifying! I just know, one day.. I'll fall. It's bound to happen! I love Everfrost, though. It's gorgeous! And my new robe keeps me nice and comfortable in the frigid air. Permafrost is fun, too. Crazy giants there and huuuge goblins! Maybe one day I'll convince Elementy and Anskiere to adventure there.

Just last night I completed a task for a man by the name of Sean.. he wanted me to go after this shark in the waters of Everfrost; Dreadwake, I believe his name was. It was fun, the shark was a beast but I was in a group of people whom I've worked with before. Oh, good times! Hehe. I love doing things like that. Helping others.. I've been slacking on that lately. Having more fun than helping. I suppose having fun involves making friends, though. And having friends comes in handy when you need help, eh?

Okay, I think it's time to end this entry, hah. Need to save my fingers for some wigglin'!

Jaipehg Arkenarn
Sigil of the Star

Kylorian - Entry 005

2005-08-14T22:37:00.000-05:00

Entry 005 -

Another power surge today. I just recently ran out of scrolls, and after being in the Splitpaw caverns for a while, I decided to travel back to Castleview Hamlet and refresh my supplies, including more scrolls. I have grown more powerful every day, with hopes that I may one day find my brother, and hopefully save him from himself. Alas, no such luck, as I would have it.

However, on a greater note, I was fully accepted into the Sigils of Dusk guild, named as the 'Sigil of the Spider'. Words cannot describe how I feel about this. I know I still have a lot of things to work on, one such thing is working in groups. After being alone for so long, I have a real trust issue when working with other people. I feel like I am the only one who can take care of things, and then I use up my power doing so, which hurts the group in case a situation approaches us. I look to Anskiere for help, but I have no idea how he is with mentoring. He's been acting a lot weirder lately...they say he's reached his full potential for magic usage. I do not know when or if I will ever reach mine, but I do hope that things continue to run smoothly for me.

Well, it looks like I am out of room on this scroll, and I don't need to waste another one just to say farewell, so I will call it a night from here.

- Kylorian

2005-07-26T10:38:00.000-05:00

I've been having more of these "visions" lately.
I visited the Temple of Solusek Ro again and had another, not as ... harsh vision.

I don't care to talk of that vision in a place where many can wander in on it however.

But I have also been having visions away from the temple.. away from Lavastorm. I have them in my dreams, and I have them as waking dreams. I see far away places that I have no real memory of. I think.. that some of these places are familiar to things I see in the world today, but.. different.. I dare venture to say I am seeing things as they were.. before the Rending of Norrath.

Even.. Luclin? I've seen glimpses of a large spire in the middle of a stone room, busy with activity..
They fit the descriptions of the Nexus that my mother told me while I still had her.

It worries me that I don't know how, or even why I am seeing these things. It seems to be effecting me in strange ways, also. It always hovers over me and I cannot rid myself of the feeling that something larger is at work. I'm starting to drift away from people because of it. I feel a need to learn.. to improve.. to become more powerful, no matter what it takes.

When I was young and studying with the wizards of Qeynos, I saw the moon of Luclin appear suddenly in the night sky. Hope flared in me that maybe my father was still alive.. that I could still see him, still talk to him, still learn from him.... and then I watched as Luclin began to violently rip apart.

I don't want to let myself think that this is another chance to know my father.

Anskiere Arkenarn

Kylorian - Entry 004

2005-07-24T20:54:00.000-05:00

Entry 004 -

Nothing much to report, as usual. I felt another power surge this evening after battling Griffons of many varieties today. Now I want to rest and regain strength. Tomorrow I resume adventuring!

More ramblings of Jai.

2005-07-24T01:44:00.000-05:00

The guild bothers me sometimes. Sudden decisions on council positions, despite what they say, don't sit well with me. I know I'm of no power within the guild.. but I'd like to know what's going on. If they're going to fill a new part, I'd like to know (for sure) that it exists first. The Ambassador position had been offered to Anskiere awhile ago. I'm unsure what my overall feeling is of all this. The stars, in time, will tell.

I'm also feeling quite guilty lately for bringing my husband into the guild. He has so much more he'd rather aspire to.. but this guild is not in sync with him, it seems. I do wish he would just do what he wants, whether I, or anyone else, likes it or not. He needs to follow his own path, not one that he feels he should follow.. beside me. Although, that would probably result in him paying even less attention to the fact that I am, indeed, his wife. I'd like to be his focus once in awhile.. but I know that is not in his highest priorities. I know he loves me.

Even if I am a half blood. Hah!

I'm looking forward, as the stars tell me something esciting may happen soon.

Jaipehg Arkenarn
Sigil of the Star

Ramblings of Jai, hah.

2005-07-17T15:37:00.000-05:00

I don't plan on writing much in here. I don't feel that my adventures are worthy of being recorded, worthy of being remembered. Even when I do tell of my adventures, I feel.. most people don't care anyway.

I've been travelling further in my adventures lately. Mostly alone because there is no one to go with, save Anskiere, but he's always busy with other things. Surely, more important as well. I've been spending more time at home, reading, painting.. dreaming. Mostly dreaming these days, I think.

I did buy a new wand the other day. It's power is amazing, I've had to concentrate on mastering it as of late. It's a bit gaudy, but hey, it does the job! Now if only to find a new robe.. or some armour. Woe is me; I want some protection, hah! We mages and our silly robes..

Jaipehg Arkenarn
Sigil of the Star

Kylorian - Entry 003

2005-07-16T08:18:00.000-05:00

Entry 003 -

Yesterday was a great day! While walking around in the Thundering Steppes, I met up with Faeryl the Shadowknight. Her skill level is around the same as mine, so we adventured together for a while. While doing so, I saw the strangest thing - rainbows shooting out from the ground! As I walked into it, I felt the scrying stones whisper in my pocket. So I took one out and it started flashing different colors, ultimately ending up in me finding a spell book of some sort. In it were instructions to do training. I kept using scrying stones until the rainbows went away. I ended up getting another training book and 2 Ancient Silver Coins. I need the coins to help this fair lady back at the third tower, and I will be on the lookout for more.

Anyways, I asked Faeryl if she were interested in helping me out with those two books I found, and she was. The first training session was to kill 5 undead types in 5 minutes. I bet I probably could have done this myself, but I would've been pushing the envelope, as they say. With her help, we ended up completing the training in under 2 minutes. The next training book instructed me to kill 5 centaur types in 5 minutes or less. They were a little hard to find at first, but we ended up completing the mission with around 30 seconds to spare.

After that, another guild member - Telara - showed up and adventured with us. It seems those two already know each other, seeing as how they kept kissing each other back and forth. I've not seen such things in Norrath before. However, I am not one to judge people by who they want to see. Anyways, after killing lots of undead, looting treasure, and conversing with them for a while, I ended up disbanding from the group and went to set up camp. As I lay there, I could feel a surge of power welling up inside me. I slept for only a few hours before waking and venturing back into the area with the undead. Sure enough, after slaying a couple dozen undead, I felt the power surge explode within me; my vision turned a brilliant flash of white as I could see nothing but the image of a spell etched into my mind. When I could use my sight again, I found out I had learned another spell. This drained the energy from me, so here I am camping again outside the undead area. I am going to sleep for now, and when I awake, I will continue killing them. Good night all!

- Kylorian

Kylorian - Entry 002

2005-07-15T01:17:00.000-05:00

Entry 002 -

Another day full of minor achievements. I can feel myself getting stronger by the day. I have taken some time today to think about where I am and how I've manage thus far. I have done a lot of stuff by myself, and also a lot of stuff with the help of friends.

Heh, I remember when the gnolls in the Thundering Steppes ambushed and kidnapped me. Rassi was the one who came by and saved me. I owe a lot to her, including my life. I have also been helped by the wisdom of Anskiere, Jaipehg, Spaar, Midjit, Sapienti, among many other friends and Sigils. I would not be where I am today without the help of these people.

Alright, back to today. I helped that dwarf do some hunting in the Steppes again, he rewarded me nicely. I found a rainbow area and used a couple of scrying stones, only to get a couple of them back. I am in the middle of trying to help someone find 5 Silver Coins using these stones, but so far nothing has shown up. I will not quit this quest, I have never quit anything in my life. I only take breaks from certain things.

Well, the moon is high in the sky, and I feel my eyelids grow heavy. I sure do hope camping out here in the Steppes will be safe tonight. I do not want more leg biters coming up and attacking me in my sleep.

- Kylorian

Visions?

2005-07-14T18:19:00.000-05:00

I've been enjoying my travels out to Lavastorm lately. A new place to explore is always great for me. A way to get away and see new wonders by myself. Alone.
But something strange happened this time. Running along the lava pools I saw a stone structure in the distance. I of course went to investigate. Getting inside was a little hairy.. one of the guards in the first hall could sense me there even through my invisibility. I took a chance and charged through. Luckily he could just sense me, not quite see me, as I lost him by turning a few corners. I took a moment to catch my breath before I had a look around.
Suddenly I was struck with a sense of vertigo. I had to hold myself up with the wall behind me for fear I was going to lose the ability to hold myself in a standing position. My vision was blurry and my head was pounding. And then.. it was over.
I stood up straight again and had another look around. Suddenly I knew exactly where I was. I was standing in the Temple of Solusek Ro.
I don't know how I knew, it felt like I had been there before. Like a memory that I could just barely see in my mind.
I felt like this place was a safehaven for me. Even though I knew that I was surrounded by creatures that would surely try to kill me if they knew I was there.
Making my way slowly down the halls, trying to make sense of what happened, I began to recall stories that my mother told me of my father. It was then that I remembered she had mentioned in passing when teaching me of Solusek Ro that my father often visited this place. I could tell at the time she wasn't too happy about the fact that he would go off for days at a time to meditate or be alone or whatever he did there.

But that didn't answer why this happened to me when I entered this place. I felt that if I looked hard enough I could almost see what my father once saw. But I know that isn't possible. I would like to think that my father was there with me, but...

I can't get over how comfortable and safe I felt there. Like I was at home.

I'll go there and visit again, and try to learn more about this.

Anskiere Arkenarn

Kylorian - Entry 001

2005-07-13T20:36:00.000-05:00

Entry 001 -

I have done a lot of adventuring since vowing to become a Wizard. My older brother went off and became a Warlock, using his knowledge of magic and power for destruction, wanting revenge for our parent's death. I have not seen or heard from him since.

However, when I reach my desired power level, I will go and search all over Norrath for him, and hopefully teach him vengeance is not the answer. At any rate, each day I am getting stronger with the elements, especially Ice and Lightning.

Lately, I have been venturing into the Thundering Steppes. I don't venture far into there; the creatures farther into the Steppes are far too strong for me to handle. Give me time, and I will be able to take them on. On a good note, my funds are nice and plentiful - 48 gold. I eventually will get a horse; I hate running everywhere. The Griffons are nice, save for they're not in the Steppes, and they only have 3 stations in Antonica. Oh well, in due time.

Well, the sun sets, so I guess I'll have to finish this entry up. I will write more when I have the chance (and more parchment).

- Kylorian

The Past and the Future

2005-07-13T16:57:00.000-05:00

For a long time I felt that there was no need to keep any of my adventures or thoughts in a written form. They were only needed in my head, and there I thought they could stay.
However, as I live my life and continue to advance both my power and knowledge, I remember back to friends I have had and lost in the past. Nearly an entire band of adventurers was wiped out by that damned gargyole, yet no one but me seems to have memory or even care about them.

They had never written anything about their lives, and now I, the only one who escaped with his life from those catacombs, hold their memories.

Perhaps all of this is in memory to them. Dohk, Sammie, Huckzilla, Begiit, Tepok. So they aren't forgotten.

I suppose it can also be said that this is so I do not fade away as they have when I am gone.

Perhaps if I can find time between my studies and adventuring, I will write up some stories of my past adventures, as well as I can remember them.

Also, I have invited two of my wizard kin to add in here and write their adventures, or anything they may have on their mind.

Anskiere Arkenarn
Deciple of Solusek Ro