++A Winter's Knight++

[Alaric]

The Soul Stone - A Winter Knights Quest

For my second quest to join the Order of the Winter Knight, my sponsor, BlueMist, informed me I had to retrieve a soul stone and return it to it's rightful owner.
We gathered a party to aid me in this quest, consisting of myself, BlueMist, Guole and Ruby Falcon.
We travelled to the desert tomb, with Ruby in the lead, then me and Guole, with Blue bringing up the rear. The desert gave us little trouble and we arrived at our destination quickly. Once in the tomb, things soon got harder, attacked by creatures, many of which were beyond my level. Without the healing hands of Guole, not to mention his sword also, I would never have made it to the Gloomy Path. Here, Ruby parted company and bid us a good journey.
The three of us remaining travelled north, beating off many hideous creatures until we reached a ferry. Thinking this would save us time; we bought a ticket and embarked on a boat trip. We were a little disoriented when we got off the boat but travelled on, only to find us back at the ferry. Realising the Ferryman had tricked us and demands to speak to his supervisor came to nothing, we decided to continue on foot.
We soon came to Aldwythes Landing. Here I was told to look for the current keeper of the Soul Stone. We ran all around town, but there was no sign of anyone. After a few minuets of searching we bumped into Sam Rusher. BlueMist asked him if he knew the whereabouts of the stone. He said he did not. Blue whispered to me that it was strange he was the only one here and perhaps he would be more responsive if I asked him. It was late and I was growing wary and did not immediately grasp the situation. I couldn’t see what difference it would make if I asked him or not, he had already answered that he knew nothing that could help us.
Guole gently asked me if I was sure that I didn’t want to ask him myself. Then it clicked into place! I was expecting to fight a beast for possession of the stone, but here was a man who was known to all of us and there was no one or nothing else here. So after kicking myself for being so slow, I asked Sam if he knew the whereabouts of the stone. He looked at me a moment then replied that he had one in his pack. I asked if I could have it. He replied that he wanted to keep it, but he would make me a deal. He, being an Enchanter, would poof somewhere and hide, if I could find him, he would give me the stone. Graciously he would leave some tracks to follow. So soon we found ourselves at Ryndall looking for a hiding Enchanter. Blue informed me that it must be I who finds him and so I must lead and she and Guole must follow.
So I lead them south through the desert to Milltown. At the entrance to Milltown I found the first signs of Sam having travelled this way. I followed his tracks until they ended when he had again ‘poofed’ off somewhere else. I took a chance and went to the poultry farm. This was a lucky gamble as I soon picked up his tracks and it wasn’t long before I found him.
I feel that he sensed how tired I had become and had gone easy on me, but at that late hour, I was not complaining.
He gave me the Soul Stone and wished me luck. I decided to rest for the night and continue my quest the next day.
Having retrieved the stone, my next task was to find its real owner. BlueMist informed me that the owner of the stone was a Warrior.
This time the party consisted of BlueMist, Tarsul (I may have spelt his name wrong, if I have I am sorry), and myself. We travelled into the mountains. BlueMist told me to head north. This time my quest was to be ill fated, BlueMist left west and forgetting my instructions I followed her. I came upon two Snow Hares, who were not pleased to see me. I attacked but outnumbered I stood no chance. I stood there weak and bloody. BlueMist entered but could not help me, the Hares kept their distance from her while still blocking off any safe passage for me. I knew if I struck once more, their counter strike would finish me off. I indicated to Blue that I would try to withdraw. I ran but the Hares leapt at my back, bringing me down. All went black until I found myself at the Life Monument in Dundee. Later I found out that Tarsul took a wrong turning and himself was defeated by a Demon.
Once I had caught my breath, I met with BlueMist once more and a Rogue joined us by the name of John Fumberdink (I apologize if the name is incorrect, I tend to wander Valorn ant an ungodly hour and my mind is somewhat fuzzy).
The Three of us set off to find the owner of the Soul Stone. Again the journey took us through the Desert, this time to the Wall. Travelling through the wall I found myself almost useless as the creatures we encountered were so far in advance of my own skill that I could not do any damage to them, even BlueMist was struggling. We fought our way to the Black Wastelands were we came upon Branishor. Here John let us go about our business, while he attended his own.
BlueMist and I looked around but found no trace of the Warrior we looked for. Blue offered me the choice of returning to Dundee or continue to Fartown. I realised I needed more information about the Warrior before deciding which way to go. I asked Blue if there was any information she could give me. She looked at me and grinned.
“I am the Warrior you seek!â€

[sarducci2]

** reading the parchment smiling at Blue Mist's creativity and Alaric's efforts**

[kitwritten]

All views within the interviews that follow are the opinions and viewpoints of those being interviewed. The writer asks that you will take what information is given and discuss with other's in order to get your own opinions.


A Winter Knight's Quest- The Search for Ethuca


I ran from the Holy Order of Light with great eagerness to begin my quest for the Winter Knight’s. The instructions thumped in my head; “You must seek four Valornians who must be over the level of 40 of different professions and of different guilds. You will have one mandatory person to find out of those four. You must ask them one question, and then you will be able to ask them what ever you would like afterwards. You have fifty marcs to complete this task.â€

[sarducci2]

**reads the entire scroll, smiles to Kit's great effort inwardly saying**
My gods, if all read this scroll they will be enlightened with knowledge **takes quill to ink on parchment, stating his thoughts on such a well thought out manicured report, sealed with WK over blue wax, then sent via messenger**

[Xanthias]

OOC:

Note. It's Ethucan. With an 'N'. Just thought I'd point that out. The interviews were good, though you should put a disclaimer up stating that it's the views of those interviewed, not that actual facts.

Just a couple of things I thought I'd point out.

[sarducci2]

OOC~Those that read the reports from Kit Written be advised that there are inconsistencies that are not anyones fault because they are the thoughts of those interviewed. Unfortunately, many will think what they heard or read was 'gospel' and that would not be right. I think that if we all push for a lecturer to speak about Ethucan we would all have an enjoyable time asking questions and in turn to get the facts straight.

[kaballoi]

NOTE: Forgive my tardiness in posting my second quest...much has happened in Valorn since scribing my report. *bows with respect then slips into the shadows*

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The Healing Thistle
(Kaballoi's second quest for the Order of the Winter Knight)
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** Again Kaballoi can be found with quill in hand, ink at her elbow, and a piece of parchment under her palm seated at Cerbie's deep into the night. A worn leather bound journal lays open at her other elbow. She glances at it periodically. It is quiet, with hardly an adventurer entering or staying in the Grill. It is only a faint scratching that can be heard. The only movement the gentle bobbing of a crooked quill fluff as her hand moves across the page. This is the recounting of her second candidacy quest for the Winter Knight.**

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Excerpts from Kaballoi's traveling Journal...

**entry 1**

I am glad that my quills and ink are light and take hardly any room in my pack. This journal has come in handy. Without it I might not recall where I have been or the adventures I have been on. It is sometimes hard to re-read my entries as I am often writing on the move and in places that do not usually engender reflection or repose. I also realize that the facts of my recounting might be muddled, as it often can take me time to set my memories to parchment in a timely manner.

...I was out in the Bromidic Fields east of Milltown when I was called to the temple to hear of the next step in my journey to becoming a member in the Order of the Winter Knight. I had been training and was only 7% away from reaching my 15th level of advancement when I was contacted to come to the Holy Temple of Light again and meet with Sarducci.

...it was sad to have to leave that lovely steak, which I had been roasting quite nicely over my flaming broadsword, out in the field when I abandoned my camp. It was a lucky thing because the bos had been gathering in large herds I could not hope to defeat.

** entry 2 **

I must snatch a moment here in the lady's lavatory to write my reflections of our meeting at the holy temple. I must remember next time not to drink so much ale before a meeting as they seem to take some time and my bladder has a mind of its own.

...Again Lord Sarducci, Glorina, BlueMist and Ruby Falcon were awaiting me. The others, so new to me, I do not recall at the moment. Eventually I shall remember their names.

...Prayers were commenced and we all honored the Gods in their house of worship. Incense was lit...which made my nose twitch...but I was able to hold off sneezing and not embarrassing myself or spoil the moment. Candles were handed around and we knelt in prayer before Xia and the other Gods.

...I was asked if my uncertainty still remained at becoming a follower of the order. I was able to say emphatically NO. I had no uncertainty left. My faith has been strengthened. My resolved tempered. The gift of understand I have gained from the first quest has brought a light into my heart and has given me a faith I had not expected. Pleased with my answer Lord Sarducci and Glorina told me of my next task which is to seek Enlightenment of my Spirit. I am to find a thistle with extraordinary healing properties... there is someone gravely injured in the realm and they can only be healed by the use of this plant. We are to travel into the Western Mountains seeking a holy man who has a scroll with the location of this plant. I am eager to begin.

...I must make haste...as we are preparing to leave...but I will say that again I had to recount what I had learned. I am not always certain I grasp what Lord Sarducci is asking of me, but I did answer as honestly as possible. I was a bit perplexed at the reactions some of my recounting caused...I meant no offense to the gods or to Lord Sarducci. Glorina scolded me in a whisper...but I still do not see what I was saying that caused such a reaction of mirth. I must ask about Oren Vaultbreaker and why my learning the nuts and bolts of professions was so amusing. He is quite a fine and staunch fellow...very no-nonsense in my experience to date. I will have to find out.

...Chade Fallstar slipped into the back of the room midway through our meeting. I was astonished and amazed that he chose to come. I had only recently discovered that he was a Winter Knight fellow, but he had said himself that he had been away a long time. I was pleased to see such a happy greeting between he and Lord Sarducci. It made my decision to apprentice with him all that much easier.

...I am concerned for Ruby Falcon. I am a newcomer to Valorn and its peoples. She was very distressed at seeing Chade and looked accusingly at me as if I had the power to invite such a personage as he. There seems to have been some sort of falling out there. I hope she will be alright. It is not my place, nor my business, to know what has happened between them. But I will pray for her...that she be at peace in her heart and that her conflict be resolved.

**entry 3**

I am glad that we have taken a moment for our preparations outside of Milltown Gate, as it gives me the chance to continue with my notes. We have begun our journey following the road leading into the endless desert. BlueMist and Glorina, who are assigned to guide and accompany me on this quest, paused making sure we were ready. BlueMist warned me about following in her exact footsteps as it is very dangerous in the mountains. Glorina seems to be busy with some type of preparation and is taking longer than expected.

...I am following BlueMist and we have come to where the road ascends into the mountains. I am told that Trust and Fellowship are extremely important as we travel. I am very tired. I have not had enough sleep. Her words however burned into my brain. They were important. I must write them here so I do not forget.

...Glorina has lagged behind again. BlueMist has gone to look for her, which gives me the opportunity to look at the Mountains. They are so tall and daunting and wreathed in clouds. I hear it is cold up higher and that there are fearsome creatures living on the mountain slopes. I am determined to succeed. I do not fear the death I might meet up higher. I just hope that we can retrieve the thistle and deliver it to the person who so desperately needs it in time.

...BlueMist and Glorina have arrived. Glorina apparently still suffers the lingering after effects from a grave wound inflicted by some Mutant Beast. She does not move as swiftly as she once was able. Honestly I had not noticed until this journey that she was recovering from such a wound. Glorina then blessed both BlueMist and I for the trip into the mountains.

**entry 4**

It was a fearsome fight getting up the mountain trail. We were attacked by Snow Leopards and Yeti. At first I was frozen in place by the ferocious and deadly attacks of the fearsome creatures...but I had made a promise to myself...to defend and assist my companions along this journey. I raised my sword and leaped into the fray alongside BlueMist, who I admire greatly for her skill and daring as a warrior. I nearly defeated several leopards on my own and now have two pelts in my pack along with one yeti hide BlueMist gave me. I so wish that I could wear one...it is so cold up here. When we had finally neared our destination we were attacked by a centaur. I am grateful that we meet several adventurers along the mountain path. Zerok I believe his name was, but I was deeply fatigued, and do not recall precisely. He lent his sword to ours and we were victorious against the man-horse.

...I am exhausted. We have finally reached the mountain sanctuary. It is bitterly cold and dark outside. I am standing by the fire doing my best to stay warm and awake. BlueMist and I, yet again, await for Glorina who has been delayed upon the path. The walls are covered with strange markings that I can not read. There are pelts of different animals hang from the walls. This is a sanctuary I realize to the animals of the mountains. I am honored and glad to be out of the cold and done with the fighting for the moment. I gave the holy man one of my seagull feathers to add to his altars. He seemed pleased. I hope he was. I thought that it would be good to have a bit of the ocean along with the mountains in his sanctuary.

...Glorina has finally arrived. The holy man was at first reluctant to to give us the scroll, but with Glorina's persuasion finally did. But much to BlueMists and Glorina's dismay they could not read it. Even I looked upon the scroll and saw that it was gibberish...unreadable. The holy man was told that we were seeking a healing thistle to save a persons life, but he was still reluctant to tell us any more about the scroll or the thistle. Finally Glorina made an impassioned plea in a language I did not understand. The holy man said that we would find the thistle when we had the scroll translated and gave it to another...a hermit in a hut in the grasslands. In a final attempt to see if we could translate the scroll, help was called for. Glorina sent out a calling for an enchanter of high skill and ability. After some time JKD the enchanter appeared before us. Upon looking at the scroll he confirmed that he could not translate the scroll and that it would need to be taken to one who could.

**entry 5**

I am most grateful to JKD. He opened a portal for us and I stepped through to a place I had never been. There was a life monument and all around me were grasses so tall they towered over my head. I did not move, as BlueMist suggested yet again. I have learned to trust her experience and sword in the matter of traversing the unknown areas of Valorn. Again I waited, which gave me the opportunity to record this entry. BlueMist came first appearing through the portal then striding through the grass. Glorina came second, but it was some time. I am beginning to believe that Patience is a virtue that also must be learned because if would seem that Clerics often go off into trances, I assume communing with the Gods, but I am not always certain. I hope it is not some malady that is contagious...will have to ask Lord Sarducci if I can remember about the healing of this troublesome condition.

...We have moved deeper into the grasses following a faint path. We have been attacked by vicious bandit attack dogs and even retreated from creatures called Grass Stalkers...they are ferociously huge and alien. A giant insect like beast. Luckily it was without too much effort we were able to find the correct path and make it to the city of Fartown.

... Finally we have made our way into Fartown. We walked through the gates and past the guard. I was never so grateful to be safe without the worry of ambush. There is so much to see and so much to remember. My mind is becoming dull with fatigue and I need to rest, but the fate of someone rests upon my shoulder. BlueMist suggested we wait while Glorina went to find the translator of the scroll as the Holy Man in the mountains had suggested. I explored the place a bit while she was gone visiting the blacksmith, the inn, the platform holding the big ancient cannon. I do not trust this mode of transportation. I do not like to see myself strewn in bits and pieces across the sky, nor the understanding that I could land anywhere, including into danger. But BlueMist seems to find it a quite adequate form of transportation, and for some strange reason fun.

...Glorina has finally returned. The scroll is readable now. My mind is so cloudy with fatigue that I can not even recall what it might have said, nor what Glorina's words to the matter were. All I know now is that we must make our way back into the grasslands. There was a grass hut that we passed. Apparently this is where the Hermit is who holds the sacred thistle. We are off again.

**entry 6**

We have made it to the grass hut. It was hard going as we were ambushed nearly the whole way there. I am a bit more awake now as the fighting was quite dramatic. My heart is still pounding from the excitement. BlueMist again showed her prows as a Warrior defeating many Grass Bandits and Guard Dogs. At one point we were trapped in a ring of the tall grass being menaced by a most vicious bandit. Glorina had gone into another trance unaware of what was happening around us. BlueMist and I defended her as best we could preventing her injury. I was not much help attacking the bandit as he was quite skilled. I was not able to touch him but I did bedevil him...holding him off with my flaming broadsword...singing his clothes and attempting to set him ablaze. BlueMist watched me with some amazement it seemed (at least I hope that was the expression on her face) helping her keep the villain away. I had to take care however, not to set the grasslands ablaze and roast ourselves as well as the bandits. BlueMist sent out a call for help...but it was Glorina who finally defeated the Bandit when she suddenly awakened from her trance.

...I have stowed a special necklace in my pack. The hermit gave me the necklace after I completed a test to receive the special thistle. Three times I had to spin with my eyes closed. Keeping eyes closed I had to step once to the west, once to the south and then once to the north. My fatigue had redoubled by this point, but I did not let that faze me. I was just glad I did not fall down. Once around I spun, stopping. I listened carefully to the sounds around me and the smells. I felt a breeze and the strong smell of grass coming from what I knew was the doorway we had entered by. I then spun two more times again reorienting myself when I stopped. Then carefully and quickly I stepped west, south, spun and stepped north. My mind becomes a bit foggy at this point. I was so relieved to have done the test correctly that Glroina and BlueMist had to prompt me to take the healing thistle. All I remember after that was taking the thistle and the necklace and the instructions that I had to wear the necklace while using the thistle or that the healing would not work. We were able to make our way to Fartown again gratefully without too much trouble.

**entry 7**

I have come to the conclusion that I do not much like cannons, nor riding in them. After surviving all the perils of the journey it is terribly undignified to find yourself fighting your way out of a sack at the life monument. I am sitting here grateful and relieved that the quest is over, but I could not live with myself if I did not recount what had happened.

...exhausted and stunned from landing at the Dundee Life Monument in a sack, I could not move for several minutes. After cutting my way out of the sack the first person I saw was John Bruzer. I greeted him, but he did not respond...seems he suffers from the same trances that Glorina does. As I regained my strength my mind was able to focus and I called on BlueMist and Glorina...both told me that they would be in Dundee shortly.

...exhaustion can make a fool of a person. When BlueMist and Glorina finally showed up, they asked me if I could move. I knew that haste was needed as someone gravely injured was to perish if I was unable to bring them the healing thistle.

...Finally I was able to move, albeit groggily. My mind numb, my body tired, I was suddenly chasing BlueMist and Glorina up and down the main road of Dundee following a trail of blood I just barely see or comprehended, as the ground was so trodden with footprints, mud, and muck. My head was spinning fiercely from all the searching round and round. Again I noticed John Bruzer standing by the side of the road. In a quiet voice he commented to me that the injured party needed the healing thistle. I thought that this was an odd thing for John to say, but I did not at the time realize what was going on. I continued racing pell-mell after BlueMist and Glorina frantically following the blood trail until I suddenly realized that John Bruzer had collapsed in the dirt. It was then that it dawned on me that John was the injured party.

...Frantically I pulled the thistle from my pack putting it into Johns hands. His injuries, however, were too sever and he was rapidly losing his life force. BlueMist and Glorina were urgently giving me advice I could barely take in, nor can remember now. Glorina was using her healing skills and blessings to keep John from the brink of death, when I suddenly realized why the thistle was not working. I had forgotten to wear the shell necklace given to me that allowed the healing to happen. I'm sure I must have been a sight. I was flinging armour and weapons and clothes about my person into the dirt of the street. I was unable to put the necklace on and could not figure out why, my fatigue was that great. I realized that I had forgotten my amulet of evilsbane tucked under my shirt. Whipping it off I flung the necklace around my neck, used a salve in my pack mixing it with the thistle, and applied it into the deep wound on John Bruzers body. Exhausted I knelt by John's side cradling his head attempting to give him water to drink.

...I am spent. There was nothing more I can do. It was in the hands of the gods now. All that was left that I could do was pray. I watched in dazed amazement as Glorina made healing prayers which were finally able to take effect. Numb I watched John begin to revive. Hardly believing I had succeeded, BlueMist and I carried John to Virgil at the Dundee Temple. There the power and healing might of the gods restored John Bruzer to full and glorious health.

...I think about this journey...this quest for the "Spirit of Enlightenment" that Lord Sarducci so fervently spoke of. I am still not certain of what he speaks. What I do know is that I had to trust my guides and protectors. I had to work with them to succeed in saving John Bruzer's life. I had to practice great patience with my companions. And I had to again trust my self, my own abilities, and not flinch in the face of adversity. I am still dazed. I did succeed. I was so tired by the end of my quest I could hardly believe that I had actually succeeded in become a member of the Order of the Winter Knight.

**entry 8**

Now that it is quiet and all the adulation is over I look at the coin John gave to me. A lucky piece he said it was for him. A lucky piece that he handed on to me. From one rogue to another I am grateful. I need all the luck I can get especially if I have to take cannon rides.

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** Kaballoi puts away her writing materials. She wraps her journal in its protective oil cloth and stows it in her pack. The mound of scrawled notes and discarded papers she tosses into the fire place adding to the cheery flames. The very long and much worked over parchment is signed, carefully rolled, and secured with a deep green ribbon decorated with a small sharp green duck feather. The work of many evenings in Cerbie's is complete and she heaves a sigh of relief. This time she pays a young urchin a plat to deliver her scroll to Lord Sarducci. Before the youngster is out the door with her missive Kaballoi is sound asleep slumped in a corner of the Grill. She only twitches occasionally in her slumber, mumbling in her sleep of cannons and fertilizer sacks. **

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[sarducci2]

**reads a parchment from Kaballoi recalling the happenings of that time and smiles at the work that was involved**

[sarducci2]

**ink, quill, and parchment are brought out of the desk drawer and begins to write** Glorina, You have shown perpetual kindness, patience, generosity. You have learned the art of Winter Knight candidate sponsoring and become an Accomplished Follower of the WK. You have learned the recitations regarding brotherhood and trust. You shall now be recognized by your peers as the Page of the Winter Knight. Your duties and responsibilities have been given to you at our last meeting. By practicing what you preach you will honor the gods, thus allowing the order to prosper and to continue to use the sacred chambers of the Holy Order of Light. WK **sealed with WK logo on blue wax**

[Molly Shadow]

*curls up in a comfortable chair and pulls a piece of parchment from her bag, along with a set of quills and a vial of ink, makes sure to be wary of her arms and hands*

*dips the quill in the ink, then begins to scratch away on the parchment*

Perhaps this won’t be too difficult to write, the burns on my arms and hands may not give me too much trouble. *thinks of the fire imp and the magma fissure*

My quest began, and as undaunted as I usually am about such things, it has taken me a while to complete it. I was given the task of speaking to four people, either guildless, or of all different guilds, and of each profession. Cleric, Enchanter, Warrior, and Rogue.

I started my quest by wondering who I should speak to, the question that I must ask was to find out what they would say to an initiate who is interested in their profession to help them with their decision. I thought to ask those who I knew well. However, I chose people that I have not spoken to often. Mainly for the reason of completing this task, but also, with the idea that, perhaps, I may need assistance from them one day, and they may just need a friend someday.


I sought out Matt Shadowsong, a warrior, level of forty-three. I began by telling him that I had a question to ask him, and that it was important for him to give me a clear answer. In this, he gave me the answer to the question I asked. It was in a poetic form, but to me, I understand it. Here is his answer:

“Does the sound of honor beat within your heart? Does it call to your soul? Do you sleep at night and listen to the melody of the drums of battle? Battle calling your soul to defend the weak, to be the one that stands up for what is right, to give your life to protect the innocent. If you hear the sounds then perhaps a warrior’s heart may beat in thee, then perhaps the soul of a warrior lives in thee, and that is why a great warrior you will be.â€

[marvin]

ooc: im amazed as in how many people are a part of this its quite impressive to say the least

[sarducci2]

OOC currently putting together some stats so you have an even better perception of what's going on and how it has expanded. This will take some time yet to finish up.

[Jade Silvermoon]

Alright Glorina. congratsulations on your promotion

[Quark]

**ink, quill, and parchment are brought out of the desk drawer and begins to write** Glorina, You have shown perpetual kindness, patience, generosity. You have learned the art of Winter Knight candidate sponsoring and become an Accomplished Follower of the WK. You have learned the recitations regarding brotherhood and trust. You shall now be recognized by your peers as the Page of the Winter Knight. Your duties and responsibilities have been given to you at our last meeting. By practicing what you preach you will honor the gods, thus allowing the order to prosper and to continue to use the sacred chambers of the Holy Order of Light. WK **sealed with WK logo on blue wax**

*A Parchment Penned in Blood red ink, bearing the ligt blue wax seal of the Winter Knight's Page*


*bows reverently*


M'Lord I shall endevor to live up to those Kind words and indeed make thee Proud. I thank thee for
Thy Trust in me, I hope I will , with the Gods' help, Prove Worthy of Thy Praise and Charge.
Respectfully,
Glorina



*Bows again and drifts off to the shadows*

[Quark]

Alright Glorina. congratsulations on your promotion

*Bows* I thank Thee Jade

Hugs,

Glorina

[sarducci2]

**takes to his desk reaching for the ink, quill, and parchment. When finished sends the blue WK wax sealed parchment to Blue**
Blue Mist, it is my pleasure to inform you that you have been elevated to WK Deacon. You have your duties already in hand. May the gods honor you one day with their blessings. WK

[ansalan]

Posting this for Molly Shadow Character #106251 these are her words.

*sighs and once again, gets comfortable in a chair at the inn, pulling from her pack, parchment, ink and quills*

The Quest For the Molten Fire Amulet


I have completed my second quest. Glorina led me me to the Holy Order of Light library, and showed me the portrait with the word “Courageâ€

[sarducci2]

**sits back and comtemplates all the happenings of the day. The ceremony to induct Molly went very well, inspite of the raid. She spoke enthusiastically of her association as a Follower of the order of WK. She relished a particular interest to further herself along within the order. She was told to pursue becoming an 'Accomplished Follower', that she would need to learn how to sponsor a WK candidate, design with approval of a quest for a candidate, then fulfill her duties until the candidate is inducted. Happily, Molly agreed to learn how to be a sponsor and how the order handles difficult situations etc.... Closes his eyes to meditate his thanks to the gods for the use of the HoL.**

[Brenum]

i was to ask 4 different people of 4 different professions what they could tell me about their profession and these are the answers i got

when asking about the Warrior:
"I would tell them, the benefits of a warrior is they can get critical hits which do more damage then a normal, they can create salves to stop bleeding, they have weapons that no other profession can have, they have a couple of armour only for warriors,
the other thing i would say about being a warrior is that we forsake the ability to cast spells, so that we fight in front of battle to allow others to HAVE time to cast thier spells." ~Yulan Marlboro~

when asking of the Rogue:
"First I will tell you a little about the rogue profession then I will send you a link that outlines each profession. The rogue is a loner in general, someone who prefers the dark of night for his work. The rogue is often concealed in both shadows and
speculation, we are the keeper of secrets and (depending on how good your spy network is) often the first to learn new secrets . Our abilities are as such. We can use two weapons (Left and Right handed) we can weaken our enemies with posions and
our nible fingers allow us the ability to easily slip through and door or grate even if it is locked. We can pick open chests and use the tunnel system that runs under the surface of valorn.
and of course our nimble fingers allow us to deftly remove all things portable *chuckles* (picking pockets is not an actual skill so much as an RP)" ~ Lord Chade Fallstar~

next i asked an Enchanter:
"The good poitns is we can poof all over Valorn very quickly. Re can rejuvinate clerics power. we can enchant foks and put up portals if you are of appropriate level and have gotten your spells.
The not so fun part, you need both kinds of potions. our armor is the worst. Gettign spells is difficult and does reqire a lot of patience. If you want to level quickly enchanter is the wrong profession.
And I personally am extremely glad I choe to be a enchanter
We can also carry staffs that have charges and can damage all enemies in an area
And our gear is very expensive compared to other professions" ~Shadow Ryder~

and lastly came the cleric though she didnt say much so i asked two...:
"Well i would tell one that asks, that you must have patience. Looking for blessings one takes time, and you are called at a moments notice to aid others. But weather you answer depends upon how you yourself wish to handle it". ~Asrai
"Now thats a tough question. I would say be sure you love...love helping others. No matter what you are doing you will be called upon and should answer the call. You must have patience in learning your blessings." ~Minnie~

[sarducci2]

**sends a WK wax sealed parchment to Brenum via messenger**
"Brenum, You have performed well on part 1 of your journey and will meet with you this evening at the Meditation Circle. Part 2 will require you to be equipped well and ready to venture into lands you may not have been to. You will be assigned an 'Accomplished Follower of the Order of the WK' that will be your mentor. WK "