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<blockquote data-quote="Dark Eternal" data-source="post: 847216" data-attributes="member: 7932"><p><span style="color: red">Here is my submission - only hours before the deadline, I know... (busy weekend!)</span></p><p></p><p>Your Worship;</p><p></p><p>It is my honor to submit this accounting of the events of my recent experience, as requested by your humble servant the Lord Knight of Verithress, Inquisitor of Siell, Our Deliverer, Light of All Creation. Enclosed you will find a number of illustrations that have been prepared at my request and with my supervision, each detailing a relevant detail of the events proclaimed herein. It is my hope that you will find these accountings to address and disprove the charges levied against me by His Holiness, the Bishop. If, however, it is your finding that my actions are deserving of censure, I shall immediately and assuredly submit myself for judgement, in accord with the Sacred Writ.</p><p></p><p>In Eternal Service to Our Deliverer;</p><p></p><p>Lerien Steelboure, Holy Paladin of Siell</p><p></p><p></p><p>It was nine days ago that I encountered the strange insect-like creature called Tikakrak upon the road between the High City of Ilradian and the port of Silverwind Bay. He lay by the side of the road, grievously injured and without awareness. I discerned no evil upon him, and so in accord with the Sacred Writ, I acted to heal his injuries, in the name of Siell. Upon recovering consciousness, he identified himself as an adventuring minstrel of the Thri-kreen, and did relate to me his tale. </p><p></p><p>A well-armed force of bandits, robbed and wounded, and left for dead had waylaid him. He was well informed regarding the activity of these bandits, and did provide me with much useful information. Particularly did he stress the need to recover an ancient and magical relic stolen by these rogues - an instrument named Sirithaene, of which I have provided an illustration. By his accounting, I determined that this relic should not be left in the hands of villains, and I swore to find the bandits and retrieve Sirithaene. After accompanying Tikakrak to an inn in the High City, I did go to the fortress there and request the aid of a force of clerics and holy warriors in seeking out the bandits and bringing them to justice. It is from this that the charges of the Lord Knight of Verithress stem, as I will explain. </p><p></p><p>[code][color=skyblue][i][b]Sidebar[/b]</p><p>Sirithaene</p><p>This intelligent double-necked lute was formed from precious</p><p>metals and rare woods, and infused with the spirits of two fallen</p><p>dragons who had died defending an elven stronghold from a</p><p>force of fiends. A master bard working in concert with an ancient</p><p>elven sorcerer created the lute as a gift for his four-armed</p><p>student, a rare Thri-kreen bard. Over two centuries, the lute has</p><p>been passed down through seven generations of Thri-kreen</p><p>adventurers, and now belongs to the traveling bard Tikakrak. </p><p>Sirithaene is a powerful relic, vastly aiding its possessors Bardic</p><p>Knowledge ability, and telepathically warding him against danger,</p><p>among other abilities.[/i][/color][/code]</p><p></p><p>Within two days, I and the force under my command did locate the camp of the bandits that had waylaid the insectoid bard. In the battle that followed, three of those under my command were felled, and I myself was smote unconscious by a dishonorable strike from behind whilst I did engage the bandit's leader - a wily rogue by the name of Corcair - in single combat. I was captured by Corcair (in the enclosed illustration, he is the tall and light-haired rogue) and two of his henchmen, to be held for ransom. Fortunately, by the grace of Siell, the remainder of my forces were able to regroup. Striking in the midst of night, they overwhelmed the bandit's defenses and effected by rescue. In the process, I was able to capture Corcair, who has since been tried and executed for his crimes by the Lord Knight himself. Upon questioning, we learned that the bandits had a contract with a vile wizard by the name of Wurgorn. In accord with their agreement, they had dispatched a courier to take Sirithaene to him as soon as its magical nature had been determined.</p><p></p><p>Further questioning revealed that Wurgorn's lair was hidden beyond a mystical portal deep in the foothills. After the remainder of the bandits were captured, I and the clerics with me tended the wounds of those who had ridden into battle with us, and I detailed a number of them to escort the fallen and our prisoners back to the High City. The remainder of our number pressed on into the foothills, in search of the portal Corcair had described. Another two days passed before we located the portal - of which an illustration is provided. We made camp that eve and prepared ourselves to assault the wizard's lair upon the morn.</p><p></p><p>The following day, we passed beyond the portal. We found ourselves within a mountain stronghold, deep beneath the earth. It was a foul and treacherous labyrinth, stocked with many traps and guarded by strange and deformed creatures from beyond the grave, and our progress was most arduous. We carried with us the blessing of Our Deliverer, however, and by the grace of Siell, we were able to eventually penetrate the heart of the dungeon. It is there that we finally encountered the most wicked and abominable creature in the enclosed illustration, which did call itself Wurgorn.</p><p></p><p>[code][color=skyblue][i][b]Sidebar[/b]</p><p>The Deformed Halfling Lich, Wurgorn</p><p></p><p>Born with a hideously oversized head, Wurgorn was once a</p><p>halfling known as Durgann. He was gifted with incredible</p><p>intelligence, but persecuted for his terrible deformity. Over time,</p><p>Durgann became resentful and bitter, and in time he fled his</p><p>community to pursue the path of dark magics, by which means </p><p>he would earn the respect that his superior intellect was due. </p><p>Over time, he became irrevocably corrupted by the increasingly</p><p>evil powers he sought, and eventually he became quite mad. </p><p>Returning to his former home, he used his dark magics to kill or</p><p>capture all those who had once scorned him. The survivors he</p><p>performed magical transformations upon, eventually twisting and</p><p>deforming them far in excess of his own malformations. He then</p><p>used them to explore the dread realm of undeath, eventually</p><p>unlocking the secrets of lichdom. He transformed himself</p><p> accordingly, and now seeks to master magics that can pervert</p><p>and deform the living on a mass scale. He works with numerous</p><p>bands of pirates and bandits, providing them with magical</p><p>support in return for the monies needed to further his research.[/i][/color][/code]</p><p></p><p>Our battle with Wurgorn was an experience in terror. However, in the face of such lurid evil, the Grace and Divine Favor of Siell did protect me, and though he released magics most vile, I stood firm and resolute. Regrettably, those who traveled with me were not so well protected. Calling upon the favor of ancient and horrible powers, Wurgorn did strike down my allies even as I, in the Holy Name of Our Deliverer, strove to smite the unliving wizard. Enflamed with righteous fury at the demise of my company, I did indeed smite and destroy the creature - but at terrible cost. For no sooner did I shatter the corpse of the wizard, returning him to his grave, than the dark powers that he served made their displeasure manifest. A furious shaking of the earth began, and the heart of the mountain stronghold did begin to fall. Had I remained, and sought out the relic Sirithaene, I most surely would have made my grave there, as my fallen comrades did. Rather, knowing that my quest was now futile, I did withdraw, fleeing the dungeon as it collapsed about me, and escaping through the mystical portal only moments before certain death should have claimed me.</p><p></p><p>Thus does the Lord Knight charge me with abandoning a sworn quest, with cowardly flight from duty, and with abandoning the fallen bodies of my comrades. Therefore, upon his suggestion, I have prepared this letter in my defense, and submitted myself to Your Worship for judgement in the eyes of Siell. It is my hope that having read this account, Your Worship will understand that the circumstances surrounding my failure did dictate that I could not have acted in any other fashion, lest my own death ensue.</p><p></p><p>I ask only that you consider these experiences, and that you judge my plight in the wisdom of Siell, Our Deliverer, the Light of All Creation.</p><p></p><p>Prepared by my own hand, before witnesses and under the Eye of Truth, on this Eleventh day of Highmoon, in this, the Forty Third Year of His Holy Eminence. In Eternal Service to Our Deliverer;</p><p></p><p>Lerien Steelboure, Holy Paladin of Siell</p><p></p><p></p><p><em>Ingredients:</em></p><p><em>Illustration One: Lerien's Capture by Corcair</em></p><p><em>Illustration Two: The Enchanted Lute, Sirithaene</em></p><p><em>Illustration Three: The Portal to Wurgorn's Dungeon</em></p><p><em>Illustration Four: The Deformed Halfing Lich, Wurgorn</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dark Eternal, post: 847216, member: 7932"] [color=red]Here is my submission - only hours before the deadline, I know... (busy weekend!)[/color] Your Worship; It is my honor to submit this accounting of the events of my recent experience, as requested by your humble servant the Lord Knight of Verithress, Inquisitor of Siell, Our Deliverer, Light of All Creation. Enclosed you will find a number of illustrations that have been prepared at my request and with my supervision, each detailing a relevant detail of the events proclaimed herein. It is my hope that you will find these accountings to address and disprove the charges levied against me by His Holiness, the Bishop. If, however, it is your finding that my actions are deserving of censure, I shall immediately and assuredly submit myself for judgement, in accord with the Sacred Writ. In Eternal Service to Our Deliverer; Lerien Steelboure, Holy Paladin of Siell It was nine days ago that I encountered the strange insect-like creature called Tikakrak upon the road between the High City of Ilradian and the port of Silverwind Bay. He lay by the side of the road, grievously injured and without awareness. I discerned no evil upon him, and so in accord with the Sacred Writ, I acted to heal his injuries, in the name of Siell. Upon recovering consciousness, he identified himself as an adventuring minstrel of the Thri-kreen, and did relate to me his tale. A well-armed force of bandits, robbed and wounded, and left for dead had waylaid him. He was well informed regarding the activity of these bandits, and did provide me with much useful information. Particularly did he stress the need to recover an ancient and magical relic stolen by these rogues - an instrument named Sirithaene, of which I have provided an illustration. By his accounting, I determined that this relic should not be left in the hands of villains, and I swore to find the bandits and retrieve Sirithaene. After accompanying Tikakrak to an inn in the High City, I did go to the fortress there and request the aid of a force of clerics and holy warriors in seeking out the bandits and bringing them to justice. It is from this that the charges of the Lord Knight of Verithress stem, as I will explain. [code][color=skyblue][i][b]Sidebar[/b] Sirithaene This intelligent double-necked lute was formed from precious metals and rare woods, and infused with the spirits of two fallen dragons who had died defending an elven stronghold from a force of fiends. A master bard working in concert with an ancient elven sorcerer created the lute as a gift for his four-armed student, a rare Thri-kreen bard. Over two centuries, the lute has been passed down through seven generations of Thri-kreen adventurers, and now belongs to the traveling bard Tikakrak. Sirithaene is a powerful relic, vastly aiding its possessors Bardic Knowledge ability, and telepathically warding him against danger, among other abilities.[/i][/color][/code] Within two days, I and the force under my command did locate the camp of the bandits that had waylaid the insectoid bard. In the battle that followed, three of those under my command were felled, and I myself was smote unconscious by a dishonorable strike from behind whilst I did engage the bandit's leader - a wily rogue by the name of Corcair - in single combat. I was captured by Corcair (in the enclosed illustration, he is the tall and light-haired rogue) and two of his henchmen, to be held for ransom. Fortunately, by the grace of Siell, the remainder of my forces were able to regroup. Striking in the midst of night, they overwhelmed the bandit's defenses and effected by rescue. In the process, I was able to capture Corcair, who has since been tried and executed for his crimes by the Lord Knight himself. Upon questioning, we learned that the bandits had a contract with a vile wizard by the name of Wurgorn. In accord with their agreement, they had dispatched a courier to take Sirithaene to him as soon as its magical nature had been determined. Further questioning revealed that Wurgorn's lair was hidden beyond a mystical portal deep in the foothills. After the remainder of the bandits were captured, I and the clerics with me tended the wounds of those who had ridden into battle with us, and I detailed a number of them to escort the fallen and our prisoners back to the High City. The remainder of our number pressed on into the foothills, in search of the portal Corcair had described. Another two days passed before we located the portal - of which an illustration is provided. We made camp that eve and prepared ourselves to assault the wizard's lair upon the morn. The following day, we passed beyond the portal. We found ourselves within a mountain stronghold, deep beneath the earth. It was a foul and treacherous labyrinth, stocked with many traps and guarded by strange and deformed creatures from beyond the grave, and our progress was most arduous. We carried with us the blessing of Our Deliverer, however, and by the grace of Siell, we were able to eventually penetrate the heart of the dungeon. It is there that we finally encountered the most wicked and abominable creature in the enclosed illustration, which did call itself Wurgorn. [code][color=skyblue][i][b]Sidebar[/b] The Deformed Halfling Lich, Wurgorn Born with a hideously oversized head, Wurgorn was once a halfling known as Durgann. He was gifted with incredible intelligence, but persecuted for his terrible deformity. Over time, Durgann became resentful and bitter, and in time he fled his community to pursue the path of dark magics, by which means he would earn the respect that his superior intellect was due. Over time, he became irrevocably corrupted by the increasingly evil powers he sought, and eventually he became quite mad. Returning to his former home, he used his dark magics to kill or capture all those who had once scorned him. The survivors he performed magical transformations upon, eventually twisting and deforming them far in excess of his own malformations. He then used them to explore the dread realm of undeath, eventually unlocking the secrets of lichdom. He transformed himself accordingly, and now seeks to master magics that can pervert and deform the living on a mass scale. He works with numerous bands of pirates and bandits, providing them with magical support in return for the monies needed to further his research.[/i][/color][/code] Our battle with Wurgorn was an experience in terror. However, in the face of such lurid evil, the Grace and Divine Favor of Siell did protect me, and though he released magics most vile, I stood firm and resolute. Regrettably, those who traveled with me were not so well protected. Calling upon the favor of ancient and horrible powers, Wurgorn did strike down my allies even as I, in the Holy Name of Our Deliverer, strove to smite the unliving wizard. Enflamed with righteous fury at the demise of my company, I did indeed smite and destroy the creature - but at terrible cost. For no sooner did I shatter the corpse of the wizard, returning him to his grave, than the dark powers that he served made their displeasure manifest. A furious shaking of the earth began, and the heart of the mountain stronghold did begin to fall. Had I remained, and sought out the relic Sirithaene, I most surely would have made my grave there, as my fallen comrades did. Rather, knowing that my quest was now futile, I did withdraw, fleeing the dungeon as it collapsed about me, and escaping through the mystical portal only moments before certain death should have claimed me. Thus does the Lord Knight charge me with abandoning a sworn quest, with cowardly flight from duty, and with abandoning the fallen bodies of my comrades. Therefore, upon his suggestion, I have prepared this letter in my defense, and submitted myself to Your Worship for judgement in the eyes of Siell. It is my hope that having read this account, Your Worship will understand that the circumstances surrounding my failure did dictate that I could not have acted in any other fashion, lest my own death ensue. I ask only that you consider these experiences, and that you judge my plight in the wisdom of Siell, Our Deliverer, the Light of All Creation. Prepared by my own hand, before witnesses and under the Eye of Truth, on this Eleventh day of Highmoon, in this, the Forty Third Year of His Holy Eminence. In Eternal Service to Our Deliverer; Lerien Steelboure, Holy Paladin of Siell [i]Ingredients: Illustration One: Lerien's Capture by Corcair Illustration Two: The Enchanted Lute, Sirithaene Illustration Three: The Portal to Wurgorn's Dungeon Illustration Four: The Deformed Halfing Lich, Wurgorn[/i] [/QUOTE]
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