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Journals & Backgrounds / Re: Neasa Lawley: Champion of Hibernos
« on: September 14, 2019, 12:28:24 pm »
Been bustin' my hump helping local folk with their problems.  The ones that need an aspirin' knight, I mean.  Missing children, missing pumpkins (even sillier than it sounds!), restless dead. I did a few nixers with Yew, and we work really well together.  Lawdy I hope she ends up joinin'.  Will be good to have a friend right there in the keep.

Did another job with Uldur in the Wonbrie Woods.  We helped this lovely elf lass named Mirwen get some moss to make a salve for her peepers.  She'd been blinded by some feckin' elf-haters.  She reckoned they were long dead and gone, otherwise I'd be smiting them somethin' brutal.  I was happy t'help her out at least.  Though she wanted t'kiss me afterwards... not sure if she was just codding me or what. 

Supposedly I'm gettin' assigned to a knight soon?  I haven't the faintest which one o'them it will be.  I asked Squire Jason what the craic was, and he reckoned it would be either Sir Arthur or Sir Koirid Koisrid... Koi somethin'.  Jason seemed to think me pairing up with this Sir Koi boyo was a real gas for some reason.  Guess we'll see what we'll see. 

General Discussion / Re: Theme song.
« on: September 13, 2019, 06:43:01 am »

General Discussion / Re: Theme song.
« on: September 12, 2019, 05:16:51 am »

General Discussion / Re: What would you like to see on N:AoM?
« on: September 12, 2019, 01:47:20 am »
ooh good idea... maybe a bounty collection on claws from mutant crabs? 

General Discussion / Re: What would you like to see on N:AoM?
« on: September 11, 2019, 05:47:37 am »
We've had a lot of ideas about mechanical changes, but what about plots and events?  Anything you really want to see? 

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: Neasa Lawley: Champion of Hibernos
« on: September 10, 2019, 11:09:21 pm »
One o' the Knights Errant set me a task to prove I was worthy to be a squire.  I was expecting it to be something like "kill 150 orcs" but it was more a test of m'wisdom, which was a pleasant surprise.  I spent the next day having a lash at finding some things for it, and got most of it.  But I was struggling with one last part.

Then I met a lovely lass named Yew in Hadrian.  She wants to join the Knights too!  And she's wise as feck.  Yew gave me some inspiration and I figured out what the last thing I needed had to be.  I'm hoping she gets taken in as a squire too, that would be grand.  She tol' me she grew up in the wilds and found it hard to settle into a city, and that people remember what she used t'be like.  First impressions, and all that.  She made a good one on me, but.

I don't feel all that comfortable in Hadrian m'self.  The Church is the only place I really feel at ease.  I saw a dosser walking around town with a bone hand and people seemed t'think it was normal.  He looked to be a cute hoor and I bet he's up to no good. 

But none o' that matters right now.  I passed the test!  I've become a squire, donned the armour and surcoat and can start learning how to be a knight.  Maybe they can help me stop throwing shapes all the time.  That nearly got me killed a few times today.  The squire armour looks good, but more importantly it feels right.  This is what Father McIvor wanted for me.  I was angry at the oul' boy when he asked me to leave Hibernos, but I can see why he done it now.  He'd be so proud, and I'm only gettin' started! 

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: Neasa Lawley: Champion of Hibernos
« on: September 09, 2019, 05:22:36 am »
Righto, I'm in business.  Left a note for "Marshall Templar" or "Templar Marshall" Bresbane (I keep forgettin' which way round that goes) of the Order of the Everlasting Light, and he wrote me back.  I'm goin' back to the keep tonight to meet with one of his lads to talk about joining the order.

Gods, what if I make a right bags of it?  Getting so nervous.  Today a fella named Shi Lei helped me clear out a mine full of manky earth critters.  He was givin' me pointers about what I do.  After I refused to run from a big walking clump of crystal (thing was tough as all feck) he told me it's not dishonourable to retreat from a stronger opponent.  Even reckoned that Amaunator wouldn't want me being such a chancer and riskin' my neck like that. 

Father McIvor would lose his rag if he heard that one.  He used t'tell me I was the village champion, so I had to stand and fight whatever the odds and never abandon anyone, *ever*.    Shi was still fightin' the thing, so I couldn't leave him.  But the father told me that when all I was fightin' was goblins... nothin' like what I'm doing around Hadrian. 

But while Shi and I were talking about it all my skin started to glow.  Like my hair, but all over.  And I felt stronger and more confident than I've ever felt.  It's never happened t'me before… was this a sign I was doing the right thing?  Or that I'm making such a complete haymes of things Amaunator himself has to prop me up?  Will an order of elite knights even want a culchie like me around?  Guess I'll be finding out soon...

Maybe these Knights can help me set these things straight in m'head if nothing else.   

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: Neasa Lawley: Champion of Hibernos
« on: September 08, 2019, 06:36:33 am »
I was needing a helmet, and a dosser at the docks had one for sale.  It was gammy looking.  Weird shape, and only these tiny holes to see through.  Looked like a death trap in battle.  But I picked it up, and it just... intrigued me.  Putting it on felt good, so I bought the damn thing. 

Then I met some nice fellas and a hin lass.  Vydaera (terrible flirt, but a real gas man), Uldur (a paladin, but different t'me) and Ruby (so tiny I thought she was a child at first).  I showed them the helmet, and they reckoned it belonged to some order called the Swords of the Lady.  They were originally a Selunite order of knights, but have splintered and other faiths share their gaff now.  Including Amaunator!  That feeling of...certainty…I felt when I picked up that gammy helmet was becoming clear.

The three of them guided me to the "Abbey of the Moon" where these orders dwell.  We had to fight some savage things along the way... I was up for it all, huge wolves and undead.  But some "Black Arrow Bandits" gave me one hell of a touch up.  A brutal kick in the head and I was down.  Uldur reckoned I was dead and he had to raise me... and I had a weird vision while I was out.  A desolate land of grey... but I was bleedin!  You don't bleed when y'dead in limbo.  Maybe Uldur was codding me, and just healed me?  Best not to think too much about it, right?

These knights here... this is the sort of thing that Father McIvor wanted for me.  "Go to Hadrian and find your peers" he said.  I thought that was just him acting the maggot when he said that.  Cheeky bastard he is.  The people of Hibernos are my peers.  But I can't deny it feels right being in this keep.  Just have to find one of these toffs who'll actually talk t'me...

Journals & Backgrounds / Neasa Lawley: Champion of Hibernos
« on: September 07, 2019, 01:34:53 pm »
Hadrian... what fresh hell is this?

The words escaped my mouth and I immediately felt a twinge of regret.  Father McIvor had sent me here, said that I'd find my destiny here.  He said that it would be selfish of both me and the village alike for me to stay in Hibernos any longer.  My mentor described a thriving town with a fine church of Amaunator.  Even said that a Chosen One of our faith had walked the streets here.  I did not expect this banjaxed ruin I stepped from the riverboat into.

The trip was bad enough.  The boat captain was a bit of a dosser, and found it hilarious that I expected him to know who I was.  I'm just so used to everyone knowing me.  Guess I'll have to learn a bad dose of humility quick smart.  Stepping off the boat, the sun was sickly and brown, not the glorious shining disc I know and love.  The buildings were damaged and bloodstains were on the cobbles.  Some sort of battle had taken place here recently. 

And battle came quickly t'me.  I had barely seconds to get my bearings when some creature charged across the town square at me.  Might have been a man once.  It was strong, with venom dripping from its claws... I had a fair crack at it but it knocked me down.  I figured I was dead.  But the Shining One filled me with his light, strength and fury.  I got off my coit and beat down that thing with my bare hands, then grabbed my kit and suited up for war.  I found a few more of those monsters, and dealt with them.  Saved a lass in the town square and shoved her inside to relative safety.

A fella mucked in to help me at one point.  He wore a blue surcoat, and he was a fine thing to behold I tell you.  A laird by the look of him, by the name of Nicolas Frost.  I could barely believe it when he told me that he's like me... a holy warrior of Amaunator.  An omen, surely.  The 'sunplague' creatures could not withstand our combined wrath, and the sickly aura in the sky receded.  This town has obviously suffered great darkness of late.  Time now for the first rays of dawn to kill the night. 

But I can't do it alone, or even just with Frosty.  Maybe there's something bigger here for folk like us.  Father McIvor hinted at it, but wanted me t'learn myself.  Gotta find out more... 

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: The Mayor's Diary: Morgaine the Red
« on: August 27, 2019, 10:24:02 pm »
Dear Diary

Long had I suspected that Morgana Voust still lived on in some form.  I prayed that she was alive and well, but locked in a cell concealed somewhere in the Voust estate.  Alas, that was a delusion of pitiful optimism.  She lives on as the thing I feared she might be... another gods damned vampire.

My dreams of making the Voust estate into something better are all but dead.  Had the bounty been claimed earlier perhaps something could have been done, but now time draws far too short.  All that matters now is ending the cursed Voust line.  I will not leave these lands with those undead overlords still lurking and waiting to seize power once more.

Devlan showed me a list of the mayoral candidates he has received letters from so far.  An elf, a rengarth, a possible traitor, an alcoholic, and someone with wings.  I am funding Celebrithrade and Caitlin's campaigns.  I know which one I'd prefer to be the next mayor, but it's best to remain impartial in such things. 

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: The Mayor's Diary: Morgaine the Red
« on: August 23, 2019, 05:08:50 am »
Dear Diary

After all this time, I've been targeted by my first assassin.  A black goblin attacked me in the town square.  His blade struck me severely, and the poison left me incapable of running, let alone fighting back.  Fortunately friends were close by.  I think it was Belorfin who dispatched the goblin in the end, but paralysed as I was I could barely tell what was happening.  I recovered in the safety of the Adventurer's Society.  I still wasn't feeling well at all and inadvertently offended a Dukarrus solider from Screech Tusk. 

Following that, some 'Bog Bishop' is demanding I compensate him for the death of a friend of his.  I have no clue what he's even talking about.  Devlan's request for mayoral candidates is a huge relief and lifts a weight from my soul.  Anarchy in Hadrian continues.  Many refugees are housed in the old Dukarrus estate, and that has triggered a war of letters between myself and a Dukarrus scribe.  Fights have broken out there over blankets and food.  I tried to smooth things over, but it made things worse.  I just don't know what I'm doing anymore...  this is what people will remember me for:  the ejection of the garrison, the sacking of Hadrian and Southbank, the refugees, the riots.  A few weeks ago I was feeling proud of what I had achieved, yet now I feel a failure. 

Fjord took the Legion withdrawal badly, and I haven't seen him for days.  He often worked with them on cases.  That has probably contributed to how alone I've felt of late.  But Celebrithrade returned today.  Thank the Lady of Silver for her.  She actually got me laughing again.  We hugged, cried, laughed...and drank a little too much...

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: The Mayor's Diary: Morgaine the Red
« on: August 18, 2019, 10:25:59 pm »
Dear Diary

I'm seated at the desk in my office.  Fiona Voust paces in front of me, her auburn ponytail slicing the air each time she sharply turns.  "This is it, Morgaine," she says.  "The moment I was preparing you for.  You know what you have to do.  Declare an emergency extension of your term, and snatch all the emergency powers you can.  And never, ever let them go."

Saeb Alanchi stands behind my chair, her hands rubbing my aching temples.  Her fingers are incredibly strong, yet gentle.  "Gosh Fiona," she says.  "You, ah, never miss a chance to exploit misery do you, mhmm?  Death hasn't, um,  improved your ethics I see.  Morgaine's not doing anything like that.  She's, ah, going to do the right thing here, once she works out what that is."

Maximus Valerius prowls around the far end of the room.  He's back in his gold armour, shining so brightly in the lamplight that it almost stings my eyes.  "Remember what I told you, Morgaine?" he barks.  "Competence is more important than popularity.  I knew something like this would happen with a soft touch like you as mayor.  But it's all right.  Just do what I say, and everything will be fine."

Allania's sitting in one of the chairs to my left in front of the fireplace, eating slices of orange.  "Miss Morgaine, don't listen to them!" she says.  "Do something for yourself.  You never do anything for yourself!"  She then abruptly sneezes, twin jets of flame firing from her nostrils and igniting the drapes.  She mutters something about having run out of orange juice.  As the fire burns and spreads, they all then argue about whose job it is to put it out.  I awaken from the dream just as I angrily go to do it myself. 

Hadrian is in turmoil.  With two weeks left in my term, the people have voted to eject the 14th Legion from town.  Our enemies seized this chance and Hadrian was attacked by demons and Southbank by orcs.  I fortunately had an evacuation plan so the death toll is not as bad as it could have been.  But still many are dead or homeless.  I have toured the damaged areas.  Southbank should recover quickly, for the orcs were more concerned with looting than direct murder and destruction.  Hadrian is another matter.  The marshals are gone, and for the time being mercenaries will have to fill the void.

Darius, a local swordsman apparently caused the demon attack and is at large.  Vivili escaped her sentence and could be anywhere.  Ash has remained, and awaits some form of sentence.  Things have been tense between us since I told him I knew his mother was a Sharran.  But I'm not going to have him branded, that is grotesque.  He is offering to help train a new town guard, and do it for free.  But is that a punishment or a reward?  I don't know.  There's something else he could do to clear his slate, both with me and the city. 

An election is due soon.  For a job that nobody wants now. 

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: The Mayor's Diary: Morgaine the Red
« on: August 16, 2019, 12:49:12 am »
Dear Diary

The end of my mayoral term draws near.  I originally had planned to seek a consecutive term, but I've decided against that now.  I'm just too damned tired and not feeling appreciated anymore.  I've done some of the things I wanted to as mayor, but not others.  I imagine that is not unique to me... Chester probably wanted to sleep with a few more prostitutes and Damion to lighten a few more pockets.  There are still a few more projects I want to complete of course. 

The local adventuring community is in turmoil.  Ash and Vivili were found guilty of consorting with a devil by the 14th Legion.  Poor Vivili will be burned at the stake tomorrow, and Ash will be branded.  The 14th Legion did various raids on people suspected of being compromised by this devil 'Nuzu'.  It wasn't directed solely at adventurers... a few from within the Legion itself will be burned too. While there is some general unrest, it is the adventurers who are most angry about the sentences.  I have grave fears for the safety of my citizens should an uprising occur. 

I tried to be a kinder, gentler mayor than we have had in the past.  But it's all been for nothing.  The burnings continue, and people just take my kindness and then complain that I'm still not doing enough for them.  Or they pay pawns to make anonymous proclamations complaining about me.  Sad as it is, this city needs someone with a heavier hand than I can provide.  And to rub more salt in that wound, it was revealed to me that one of my closest friends is not what they claim to be.  It's someone who I trusted more than almost any other...

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: The Mayor's Diary: Morgaine the Red
« on: July 31, 2019, 05:52:15 am »
Dear Diary

Michael Copperfield is dead.  He sold his soul to a devil in order to cure Sherina of her 'shadow taint' which was tragically consuming her.  Normally this would be the sort of courageous, selfless, romantic act that makes me shudder with joy.  Tragically, the circumstances make it otherwise.

Fjord had been working hard to gather reagents for a cure for Sherina, one that did not require anyone to die.  Michael knew about it.  He knew about it, and yet took a self-destructive option the day before Fjord's cure would have been performed.  Did he simply love Sherina that much that he lost all sense?  Or was he that ferociously jealous he could not tolerate someone besides him saving Sherina?  Was he absolutely selfless or absolutely selfish? Everyone has their own opinion...

Sheri is devastated of course.  She attempted to take her own life in the days afterwards, but Ash stopped her.  Though in typical Black Aardyn fashion he was harsh when she needed tenderness.  Sheri asked me to give her some work to keep her busy, so I have taken her into my guard.  I always wanted her there, but I was too afraid of Michael and well aware that they came as a pair or not at all. Since I became mayor I have not had much time for Harvest Moon, so Sherina will help me through that organisation. 

I sense that the Voust matter is reaching it's end game.  I made a provocative declaration intended to anger the Count and flush him from hiding.  I am noticing more vampire activity than before, so I think I got his attention.  Though I slay the Count's progeny wherever I find them, more continue to appear.  This cannot go on.  Either he falls, or I fail and serve him for eternity.  I sense something big awaiting me... hopefully it is not undeath. 

Journals & Backgrounds / Re: The Mayor's Diary: Morgaine the Red
« on: July 24, 2019, 08:15:32 am »
Dear Diary

More strange events.  Ash took a party to explore the Angel Wings asylum, and brought back disturbing stories about a cult attempting to create an "Angel of Decay", and some shadowy drum.  He ALSO brought back a disturbed young lady named Vivili who has decided that Ash is her father and I am her mother.  She's a few years older than I am, but that doesn't seem to bother her.  Maybe I can convince her to be like a big sister instead.  I've always wanted a nice one. 

What bothers me is her sharpened teeth, long fingernails and history of cannibalism.  I suppose there is no other way to survive in such an awful place.  So I will do my best to help rehabilitate Vivi.  Ash is not making it easy, though... he's been giving her wine and cut her fingernails with his SWORD.  Who does that?!  He cut her fingertips!  Maybe it will be good for me.  Vivi may be a cannibal and mentally ill, but she'll still be more pleasant company than my real big sister.  Still... I must be wary. 

Fortunately I have Celebrithrade as my bodyguard now, and she is doing an outstanding job.  She was somehow revived, even though she died long ago.  I'd read so much about her, and even visited her memorial a few times both with Allania and on my own.  Celeb was a hero, and is already well on her way to becoming one again.  She's so talented and beautiful, and it's astonishing how quickly she is regaining her old prowess.  She knew Allania well, and I find that very reassuring.  It sounds like they had an extremely competitive friendship, though.  A downside is that I have probably hurt Sherina's feelings by not choosing her as my bodyguard. 

Master Arcanist Joriin has returned from his studies.  What a relief!  We have problems facing the city that need an arcanist to investigate.  I've missed him so much.  So many times I've had some personal disaster, and gone to the town square to talk to him at his usual spot at the wagon.  He's so charming and intelligent, and he always makes me feel better.  Then there was that help he gave me with Fiona.  He was so mighty and selfless!  Why do people say such awful things about him?  If things had gone nowhere with Fjord, then I would have... well...anyway.

I can barely believe I'm writing this, but... after all this time, Fjord and I are officially dating!  We kissed for the first time at the Lookout on Valstiir.  It was magical!  Red and Blue, together at last.  A waiter sort of ruined the moment by vomiting over the edge of the enclave while we were kissing.  He must have had a stomach bug of some sort. 

But... what the hell do I do now if Saeb Alanchi comes back to Hadrian...?

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