Kingly Business
By Scarlet | June 13, 2013
"Kingly Business..!"
As usual, I had just been thrown out of Samael's Mansion, so I decided to head back to Narrowhaven's. Once in town, I had trouble making my way towards the "sacred room of peace". Without paying much attention to the guards and all the people walking in and out of that building, I slowly climbed up the stairs. As I closed the doors, a sigh of relief escape my lips. Finally, a place where there would be silence and more silence! At least, for a little while since I had the bad habit of not sleeping very much, compared to humans.
Making less noise than a subtle fly, I walked around the rooms in complete silence, looking over the ones sleeping. Ahhh young Delia... perhaps those would be some creepy manners of mine but I have a fetish about braiding her raven black hair while she slept. I've always wondered if she would wake up while I would slide my fingertips between her locks of hair... Waving away my psycho thoughts, I returned to the hall, leaving the young Baroness still untouched. There are times where my self control truly is admirable. Some would call what I do stalking, perhaps, but I see nothing wrong into contemplating the wonders of this world. There is something attractive about those innocent faces unaware of their surroundings but still looking to be completely trusting...
Then, I heard some footsteps, coming from the King's room. Curious as none other, I hid myself behind the crimson screens, keeping an attentive eye upon Adair. He didn't notice me around, as he seemed to be busy doing his morning cleaning. Those precious minutes where someone is truly defenceless... Oh no Scarlet, don't tell me temptation is calling again? Indeed, I was tempted. There was the shine of what could be a potential weapon, held by His Majesty's hand, and even more, he was pressing it against his throat constantly. Deep down inside, I knew it was part of his daily routine, but still, the worst images were sticking to my thoughts; Blood. Rivers of blood flowing even down the stairs, dripping away from the dead body of a man. No. I didn't wanted him dead, yet, my feet were leading me towards him.
and...
....
He lifted up his robe. (Yes, it seemed he wanted to get rid of some other hairs)
Congratulations Scarlet. From behind, I had quite a view, that's the less I can say. I could have walked away, unnoticed, but a squeaky noise decided to leave my throat, finishing off my subtle cover. Of course, then, just then, he realised he wasn't alone. He turned in my direction, almost not believing it, dropping quickly his robe to have himself covered. Pale, with a sweaty forehead, he said to me some words that I am unsure of having understood at all. Probably some Noble Bla-bla of some sort... I replied absently because my mind was busy being focused on a... tent. Quite the one, at that. Was I feeling that lonely to stare as much as I did? What a shame...
Then, I'm not sure what got into him, but he asked me to leave. He had some - Kingly Business - to attend to. I left, at least for two seconds, and deceptively opened and closed a door, so he would believe me gone. (Sneaky stalker would be better to describe me now.) I heard some strange noises while I was crawling towards his bed, planing into hiding under it to have a subtle peek on the King's activities. I would describe His Majesty's symphony going on like "fap, fap, fap." The following notes made me think he was now filled with happiness and rainbows while tossing away a stained cloth.
Now that my stalker levels had gone up, the King came down and noticed me, innocently sitting on his bed, watching. Perhaps it was a result of the succubus effect but, still, I did not felt responsible for that Kingly Business.
- You shouldn't feel so lonely my King... I know many ladies that would gladly share some affection with you.
I know, I lied. I was meaning Delia, but not daring say her name. I wonder what she would think of this?
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Family (So thats what you call a family?)
By Aduah | June 13, 2013
(picture by me, Its not that great, but it'll do:))
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FAMILY - PART 1
(Authors note - When reading, imagine Daynedun with a Scottish accent. It will make his dialog easier to read.)
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“Thats it Gramps! I'm leaving for good!†Caierris shouted at Daynedun.
“Och, Nae ya doon't ye harpy. Yer gonna lea'rn some patience even if were oout her' all month.†Daynedun said calmly as he clanged an iron around Caierris' foot, and secured the other side to the post of the dock.
The color drained from Caierris' dark skin. “Whats the supposed to mean?! Give me the key you old coot!â€
“Nay,†He grinned and chucked the key out into the water. “I told ye, Today we begin a lesson een patience.â€
Caierris was speechless as she looked back and forth from the old human to the water where the key just entered.
“Ah, Sweet silence†he said as he sat down in his chair on the edge of the dock and picked up his fishing pole and cast it out in the water.
Several minutes went by before Caierris found her voice, at which point she was tugging helplessly at the short chain connected to the dock. “Get... this... thing... off... of... me.â€
“Nay†Daynedun kept fishing not even sparing her a glance.
Caierris sat down in a huff, crossing her arms and legs and glared at Daynedun. “You don't really intend to keep me tied her like a wild animal all month do you?â€
“Ye are a wild animal.†He kept fishing. After a few minutes when he sensed she had finally calmed down he looked at her seriously. “Nahw, If yer dun houfing and poufing, How long you are oot her' rea'ly depends on your actions.†Daynedun reached over and grabbed a second fishing pole and shoved it into her hand.
Caierris looked hopeful for a second. “You mean if I sit here and fish for a little bit, you'll let me go?â€
“Nay†he said simply and went back to fishing.
Caierris was about to break the blasted fishing pole over her knee when the old man interrupted her.
He clicked his tongue at her. “I wouldn't do that if I were you.â€
She snapped her head in his direction. “WHY THE HELL NOT!?†she said obviously beyond herself with frustration.
“Well if ye be wantin of this dock any time soon, you better start fishin for that key.â€
“Rawr!†Caierris shouted. “How does this thing even work?†It took her almost an hour of hooking herself in the back before the hook finally made it into the water.
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STAY TUNED FOR PART 2!
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A sad man holds but one tear
By Orlando | June 12, 2013
"A man is but flesh, yet his dreams live on" he spoke to an empty room. He crawled into an empty bed missing anyone and everyone he'd ever shared it with. A heart full of loss lives on to give, because that's what she would have wanted, right? Noble or not it was stupid. No one would disagree with this. Some days were darker now. Judgements became grey and even sometimes black yet they pushed on together.
When the cross was too much to bare or his stamina was lost he looked upon their faces and took a deep breath and said to himself, "One more day, one more time, one more swing, one more rhyme" the disheveled and hideously war torn frame would pick itself off the pathetic ground and move once again. No one understood why... was it British? Sermons of compassion fill the valley of his ears... was it family? Thoughts of honor, love, sacrifice, duty that forced breath into his lungs... was it love? That provided great heat between his legs and forced his knees to bend... was it friendship? that made his feet stomp with laughter.
There are so many cogs in the human machine; each turning, processing a billowing smoke that changed even the air we breathed. A king is no different than a commoner. He leads a grand life because the second he became king he choice to pick up a shield to guard even the ones that hated him, the ones that were disgusted by dark dealings, and uncharacteristic behavior. So maybe it was true what he told sweet Delia, "When I was younger, I used to tell people I was the light in the darkness." something he had said... once or twice before to impress a woman... Her admiration fueled his fire to continue to build, create, and destroy. Not a strong man, not even a wise man, just a man who decided to make a choice than to stand around looking like a blithering fool. One day he would die and she would cry... there is no reason to compound their tears. He only wants you to understand
"Love without fault, Love completely and even when their dagger is pressed into your back compassion" I have three daggers in mine four if you count Miluda and I wouldn't trade them for the world. These are the true queens of man, the women who will lead man into a new age. I am your shield and you my sheath, use me wisely.
A cold bed is warmed by a single kiss on the cheek and the rest of the night is spent in silence.
Tomorrow would be a hard fought day.
-The Dreams of an Old Man in his City-
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By Lucius | June 12, 2013
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Mysterious Murder
By Scarlet | June 9, 2013
Mysterious Murder
The guard had called and out of pure luck and a bit of curiosity, I was on the spot with some others. Somebody was missing and people were growing with concerns. Concerns that I didn't share, of course, since it has nothing regarding myself. Surprisingly, the investigation lead to the alchemist where I've had taken some classes, back in the days. Did I feel a little for those poor people shaking with worries? Not very much so either... One thing, though, that had caught my attention, was the little bottle of the strongest of love potions, found on the body of the alchemist. Those dark recipes are extremely difficult to find and even more illegal. How could such a simple alchemist had access to those? Questions were pilling up in my head while the others put on efforts to successfully conduct the search-for-the-evil-murderer.
Following clues around town I started to laugh inside, once the story got clearer. We stumbled upon an altar decorated in some random lady's effigy. We seemed to have found another obsessional psychopath in town. I couldn't do anything but to have some thoughts for Samael. Ah... weren't they all the same, somewhere? Wasn't passion the most interesting flaw to exploit? Such a pity, that this one failed to catch his beloved. A sad love story, once again. Did they ever finished well, in the end?
After a few conversations here and there, we've finally figured out it was some kind of sick story between a group of half mad people. And old man not even able to lie properly and a young boy seeming to have a mind with the complexity of a rock. Both were arrested and honestly, if it were from me, I would have thrown both of them in a dark pit to rot. Why would we seek truth anywhere? What gain would we have outside our own personal satisfaction to have found out for others? A chance Delia was there to take the boy in her hands... because I couldn't be patient enough to even -try- to talk with the two males.
After a while though, my mind had heard enough stories for a while so I went upstairs... where I got followed. I knew I would be, I always am. I am always the most careful when leaving a public place. I know there are some curious minds trailing here and there. I love to watch them look around for me, walk their ways all up the stairs, then enter my office... I love you.
A trial will be held regarding the issue. A trial where the clues will be presented and where I will most certainly not participate too much. My patience has its limits and I would dislike losing my mask in front of the others.
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Twisted Thoughts; The Quest for Perfection
By Scarlet | June 5, 2013
Twisted Thoughts; The Quest for Perfection
Existence being what it was, I've always focused on simply surviving to my own nature. Surviving the crowds and false judgments of others as well, now that it comes to my mind. How could I forget? The constant presence of Samael's soul must cloud my thoughts, how can I truly know? Despite all those troubles I manage to pull along, I feel that I might be ready for another step; Perfection. Every now and then, I dream of something wild. How would it be if I happened to have -everything-? If I had power, wealth and love? Freedom is not something I am looking for... it would be dangerous for me and the others (although I wouldn't blink, should anything sad happen to the ones responsible for my misery). Are those ideas making of me a monster in the eyes of those who see light? Perhaps it does... and then, if they do see a monster, should I not show them a monstrous Scarlet? Should I not refuse to be innocent and still pointed fingers at? Probably.
- May it be all or nothing, Master. I know you didn't ask a particular task of me, but for you I will achieve true perfection. Then, perhaps you will be proud of your belonging.
In fact, from a neutral point of view, I could describe myself as a worthless being. It can be shocking for some that such thoughts are intoxicating my mind, but I still truly believe them. There is a list of important things that I have failed, that still bothers me to this day;
- Having lost the Family.
- Having failed to gain complete control of the town.
- Not having been able to track down the ones that betrayed me.
Only three simple points, but heavy with consequences. When I decide to commit, never will I only put half the effort needed into it. All or Nothing, success or nothing. Failure is simply not an option. Now that Samael is back, I even have more pressure to succeed with my plans. I can feel his judgements in every glance he takes at me, in his every words, everywhere, all the time. He has achieved so much more than I, than beside him, I feel like a complete failure. He has risked everything in order to win what he desired, despite all the obstacles on his path. And I? I've been an obstacle and even failed at being one. I have failed him many times in the past, but I will change my ways and seek true perfection, to prove to him and to others that I am worth more than they imagine.
Seeking wealth will be where I'll start. To rebuild my Family and be able to grant desires to many men and women, I need quite a few mountains of gold. Chests filled, I will easily be able to gain influence on other levels, to pursue my personal quest. Innocently, it's my good friend Delia that will help me get there... I would almost feel guilty of such manners, but the greater good calls. One day, maybe, I'll take a look at her soul and keep her for myself as a reward for being so helpful. I might love her too, after all.
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Eclaves sad tale
By khaos254 | June 4, 2013
As a young boy Eclave was quite Rambutious it was him and his mom and brother
our mom would make Us fight I was only 8 years old she had told me only the
strong survive,she told me when your older You and your brother will fight
to the death to take over and Become Ruler of the Underdark.
Two years passed the time has come! My mother called us to the Arena
I have waited a long time for this Brother *I spoke*,*he looks at him with a cold smile*
He pulls out his Kyress and prepares for battle,i charge at him swinging with all my might
I knew it was me or Him and i was not going to die this day!.The gods watched over me
He cut into my chest Creating an x across the Middle of it! I felt the warmth of the blood
run down my chest, I snapped Grabbing my Kyress I begin to scream I spun around cutting his head
off His shoulders I then grabbed him up By the hair Giving his Head to Mother.
The Young boy is Now Thirteen Years of age one Night Some Bandits came into his home
Grabing his mom up and Beating her they kicked her,stomped her, They slit her thorat
making me watch as she screamed for my help there was to many I could do nothing but watch
They set our Home on fire Burning ever thing to the ground!I wiped my mothers blood from
my eyes only to see nothing was left ever thing was gone and i was alone no food no water
Left to die. for years I lived in the woods Stealing to survive was this it for the young boy.
A year passed at 14 years of age a Hunter is walking thourgh the wilderness one day
He came across the young boy no clothes on his body starved to almost death his ribs
stuck out of his side,the man said you boy are coming home with me the young boy looks up at
him and growls He had not seen a Human Before The hunter took him home the young boy
thought he had found a place He was wrong.!
Not long after the young boy got to the House he Was thorown into a room No bigger
then a Box the room was crammed and small with Nails sticking out ever where the hunter
brought the young boys food to him in a bowl Made him eat it Like some animal the human
took his whip and beat the young boy till His back started to bleed He was nothing more then
a slave for the hunters use and Entertainment he laughed at the young boy cause He cryed
when he was beaten with no remorse the young boy cryed ever night You are weak Boy
he would shout I should have left you to die, You are Nothing Boy.
One Night on his fifteen Birthday he waited for the man that saved his life a year before
to go to sleep the Man went to sleep when He did the Young Boy stood over the hunters Bed
with an axe,He yelled at him you bastard you Brought me here just to treat me like a slave
You know not of who i am He begins to chop the hunter up Peice by Peice Limb by Limb.
He take the hunters Head Looks it in the eyes and spits in the heads face.
lots of years have passed the Boy now a man Trusts No Humans he now roams the land
Eating dead animals taking what he wants Hateing ever one.
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By Lucius | June 2, 2013
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[SVN 667][6/01/2013] Server Update
By TheGuy | June 1, 2013
- Treasure maps now have random locations on all maps
- Treasure map chests will decay after 6 hours if not emptied & taken
- Fix for the server crash caused buy XML on character creation
- Added Imbuing Scroll for crafting
- Heavily modified Imbuing
- Added numerous new Imbuing items & ingredients
- Fix for bandage healing
- Finished all the shield artifacts (added stats)
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[SVN 658][5/22/2013] Server Update
By TheGuy | May 22, 2013
- Added a damage cap on all fire breath
- Two small fixes to stop the crashing.
- Started Adding random traps to dungeons
- Dungeon treasure chest level 5 now drops rare items (100 lockpicking)
- Added a 6th dungeon treasure chest which can drop artifacts (105 lockpicking)
- Torch, Lantern, & Candle, can all now be held even with full hands (layer Unused_xF)
- Paragon chests now drop more chest types
- Treasure Map Chests, added missing trinket loot
- Paragon Chests, added missing trinket loot
- Artisan's Carpentry, change default resources to logs
- Paragon chests are now called "Strange Chest"
- Mystic Spells now use Focus instead of Imbuing
- Number of small casting requirement changes added to the new spells
- All the new spells are added to the global loot drop
- New healing spells added to NPC healing vendors
- Other
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