Highlander Castle, architectural RPG
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oldraven |
Posted: 17-Nov-2003, 04:51 PM
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The Protector of the Unknown
Group: Scotland
Posts: 3,316
Joined: 20-Oct-2003
Zodiac: Hazel
Realm: Guysborough Co., Nova Scotia
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Perhaps you could say, I'm a good judge of Character. Is there any reason I shouldn't trust you? Speak now, for I'd like to now.
I, as do most here at Highlander Castle, don't live my life for fear; rather for hospitality, and fellowship. Our enemies are few, if at all, and the best way to know who they are, is to have them right under your nose. Or should I say thumb? If you've got reason for hosility, stand before me and show it. That's what I say. If you lock the doors, they'll just come in the back way, where we won't see them coming.
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Caw "I am a Canadian by birth, but I am a Highlander by blood and feel under an obligation to do all I can for the sake of the Highlanders and their literature.... I have never yet spoken a word of English to any of my children. They can speak as much English as they like to others, but when they talk to me they have to talk in Gaelic." -Alexander Maclean Sinclair of Goshen (protector of Gaelic Culture) We need more Stan Rogers. jams
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oldraven |
Posted: 17-Nov-2003, 04:58 PM
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The Protector of the Unknown
Group: Scotland
Posts: 3,316
Joined: 20-Oct-2003
Zodiac: Hazel
Realm: Guysborough Co., Nova Scotia
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* * * * * I've been reading the Loch Innis Codex for a few days. If any of you have tried to read one of these things, you'd know just how confusing they can be. Not really a tale, not really a creed. It's more of a key to something most often forgotten about over the generations. This would be one of those forgotten codes.
I have to say that for the first few books, the pattern of the codex was fully hidden from me. It just seemed to be the random prattling of some scribe. It wasn't until I found myself whistling while I read that I saw the code. As I hummed my tune, it took on it's own melody, nothing that I had heard or sang before. Then the connection became clear. This isn't just a language codex, it's a bardic codex.
And not just a music book either. There doesn?t appear to be any real songs in here but for a few full pieces I noticed in the last section of the tome. No, it?s more a guide to writing or understanding the music. There?s more to this than meets the eye. Things are far from making much sense, but I am getting closer. I know there?s a reason for such an elaborate and extensive account of simple music making. It?ll take a while, but I?ll see the answer before long.
This tome has breathed new life into the tired man I?ve become. Perhaps the name itself is making me old.
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MacErca |
Posted: 17-Nov-2003, 07:25 PM
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Celtic Guardian
Group: Celtic Nation
Posts: 312
Joined: 03-Oct-2003
Zodiac: Hazel
Realm: Houston, Texas
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Highlander
A sword you want is it? I have just the thing, a real beauty, it?s a wonder it is to behold, 512 layers of an unearthly metal that this world has ner seen.
It started two winters ago I was returning from the southern regions traveling at night, when my eyes beheld a strange glow coming from the east, I looked up just in time to see a fireball falling from the sky, just before it struck the ground the thing split apart, and from what I could tell, the light given was green and the other part was blue. I followed the path that it took and to my wonder there in the ground were the two pieces, I stayed just long enough to let them cool then picked them up and tried to place them in my sack but they seem to repel each other, so one I placed in the sack and the other I placed on my travois. When I returned I started to work on the metal from the sky, ner in my days of stoking the forge have I ever had to have so hot a fire, the heat was so intense that my apprentice passed out from exhaustion, but never the less on I toiled, it was strange but the way that I judged the temperature was correct was that the two pieces of metal just seemed to jump back together, then came the forging and drawing out of the metal, every time I returned the metal to the fire you could here strange sounds coming from the forge, I hammered and twisted until I had 512 layers of this sky stone, then came the quenching, it took all the brine solution in my tank, almost as if it was drinking it up. Finally I was finished, or so I thought, I set the new sword down and fell asleep from utter exhaustion, late that night I awoke by a strange sound, the sword seemed to be buzzing I just shook it off as a dream, but one thing that I noticed in my dream was that it had greenish-blue glow.
The next morning I retrieved a special piece of oak that one of the forest people had given me, with great care I hollowed out the center and placed it on the sword for the handle, now all I needed was a piece of leather to wrap it with, it was just then that my apprentice came to me and reminded me of the shard of dragon skin that a knight had traded me so long ago. Then came the testing I found out that it would cleanly slice through a large timber like it was butter, then I tried it on some old armor and it too was cleanly split in two, funny thing was when it touched the metal of the armor, the buzzing and the glow intensified.
Just then one of the forest people suddenly appeared out of the forest and asked me to come out to him, he was a small kinda feller, white hair and pointed ears, still can?t get over those ears, oh well he told me that I had made something special that would be used in the fight of the darkness to come, and that I should name it Dragonstrike.
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"Cuimhnich air na daoine o'n d'thaining thu" Remember the men from whom you are descended.
I am Wolf. It is my cry you hear in the night, My eyes that gaze at you from the shadows. It is my heart that beats in your Soul, My strength that makes you whole. I am Wolf. I am in you. You are in Me. We Are Wolf.
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oldraven |
Posted: 19-Nov-2003, 01:54 PM
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The Protector of the Unknown
Group: Scotland
Posts: 3,316
Joined: 20-Oct-2003
Zodiac: Hazel
Realm: Guysborough Co., Nova Scotia
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*lays out a parchment and picks up the quill*
Lady Rider,
Could we call upon you to assist us with the Firedrake? He's been hiding in a cave in the mountains, coming out every so often to wreak havoc on the small villages nearby.
If you have the power of persuasion with these creatures, perhpas you could find out where the master would be. Never have I heard of a dragon of this breed be outright violent, without instigation. And to travel so far, he must be under some sort of hex.
Highlander, with Dragonstrike, would be a match for the Drake, but if there is a way to end this without bloodshed, and uncover our true enemy, by all means help us out.
Sincerely, and hopefuly in your debt Labban.
*seals with wax and gives it to the messenger boy*
"By all means, be quick about it. No dawdling with the chaimbermaids this time." Catching a look of panick in the boys face. "Yes, I thought so. Here's a copper for your mother. Tell her the eggs are the best in the Northern Reaches."
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Angel Whitefang (Rider) |
Posted: 19-Nov-2003, 04:48 PM
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Peasant
Group: Celtic Nation
Posts: 0
Joined: 05-Nov-2003
Zodiac: Rowan
Realm: Portland, Oregon
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*levitates up the stair well to the top Dungeon door* *setting down on the top flag stone I reach out for the door. It is opened before I can open it my self a young man stands before me, bows and hands me a message scroll*
Thank you....what is your name again? *looks at the young man, seeing that he is shaking I smile gently*
Relax young one, they will not hurt you.
*looking down I notice the seal of Labban, Opening it quickly I read silently*
QUOTE | Lady Rider,
Could we call upon you to assist us with the Firedrake? He's been hiding in a cave in the mountains, coming out every so often to wreak havoc on the small villages nearby.
If you have the power of persuasion with these creatures, perhpas you could find out where the master would be. Never have I heard of a dragon of this breed be outright violent, without instigation. And to travel so far, he must be under some sort of hex.
Highlander, with Dragonstrike, would be a match for the Drake, but if there is a way to end this without bloodshed, and uncover our true enemy, by all means help us out.
Sincerely, and hopefuly in your debt Labban.
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*Looks up at the boy* A FireDrake? Hmmm I see *Hands him a Gold Coin* Thank you son, now be on your way.
*claps my hands together and disappears*
*Appears standing before Labban*
Labban, I will help as I can. I must heal the wounded first, Then I shall go to the Drake. This makes no sense why he would be so far away from his own realm.
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Aaediwen |
Posted: 21-Nov-2003, 06:27 PM
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Celtic Guardian
Group: Super Moderator
Posts: 3,069
Joined: 09-Oct-2003
Zodiac: Holly
Realm: Kentucky
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*staggers into the room, tired from walking*
Ahhh, a roof! Been out and about the last few days trying to find out more about the firedrakes. It seems that in a town called Brisan, a few days journey to the west of here, they are hunting the firedrakes for sport. According to tales I encountered, the likeness of firedrake talons, scales, or teeth are common symbols of one's social position.
*pulls a parchment from his cloak*
Labban, what do you make of this?
*rolls the parchmant out on the table, covered in a strange text. The characters of which began burning as the parchment unrolled, yet the parchment was not consumed*
A fellow I met gave this to me when he heard I was inquiring of the firedrakes, said he got it on a visit to Brisan earlier this year. The text appears to be some strange dialect, but it's the characters themselves which got my attention. Don't read it near anything flammable.
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