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<blockquote data-quote="Erekose13" data-source="post: 2136243" data-attributes="member: 3387"><p><span style="font-size: 15px">[Introduction]</span></p><p></p><p>It is a cloudy overcast day this 17th of Secondmonth, which happens to fall on Resterday this year. The chill weather in Navael seems to match the solemn mood of Remembrance. Various stalls offer a variety of giant fare for everyone in the city to try and the central marketplace is a buzz with activity. Many stand to watch the plays being performed on the stage commemorating the last day of the Battle of Serpent's Heart when the last of the dramojh was defeated some 200 years ago.</p><p></p><p>The clouds overhead look threatening and there is a smell mingling with the masses of the marketplace that portents rain. Still people seem intent on taking part in the celebrations about town. Many of the faen and giant craftsfolk in the market are hawking various paintings and sculptures of heroes and great battles, certain to make quite the sale on this day.</p><p></p><p>Seon Morrowsong had left Thayn only a fortnight ago bound for where ever fate would take him on his insatiable quest for knowledge. Surely tales of the great Ollahm Lorekeepers, the bardic faen sages, would be found to the north in either Navael or the Harrowdeep. Fortune had favored him when he found out the schedule of events for this Remembrance here in Navael and he found himself in the marketplace watching a play about Go-Korim and his legendary conquest of the Zhorryn Bastion high above the Central Plains. </p><p></p><p>Shi-Torob, who's ancestors fought in the battles to free these lands from oppression had come to Navael for its widely acclaimed adherents to Rememberance. It was as if his whole life had been geared for the ceremonies conducted within the high temples of Navael on this day. The Steward of Navael, Ui-Narath, was known for her love of the faen and their inquisitive, mischeivious ways, was still a giant and one who respected her dead. One of the ceremonies had just finished in the high temple when Shi-Torob exited looking for something to releave his hunger. He found himself in the marketplace overrun by entirely too many people.</p><p></p><p>Rurrahr Plainsrunner had travelled far and wide to sample food and hear glorious tales. While most giantish cities became far to oppressive during Secondmonth, here in Navael where the faen danced among the streets true entertainment could be found. Hearty dishes baked with interesting mushrooms and roots could not contend with the spices of the south, but still they delighted his pallet. While the plays put on by giants were a little too rigid, the faen who commemorated this day did so with style. </p><p></p><p>K'trinaxes in his search for his fate, one that didn't involve his family's mercenary company, he found himself wandering the town of Navael. The weather this far north was significantly different he thought as he pulled his cloak about himself. The heat of the desert sun was distinctly absent, but then again so was the thirst. Drink and food abound in this market, as faen and giant, human and sibeccai mixed. Almost no one noticed his red skin or atleast they all seemed to preoccupied to take much notice.</p><p></p><p>Elrion Kyrik having just graduated from the academy in Naveal, spent his time wandering the market enjoying what had become a yearly occasion in his native Navael. Every year he would attend the plays put on by the faen company Dusklore. Not many appreciated their darker tone, but the tales they spun were always the most fastenating. Every year he would visit the market before the play looking for Loerem Portalwind and her delicious pretzel bread. </p><p></p><p>Milton Redhelm was also looking for direction, following the winds of fate. Deep in the northern part of the central plains, far from the water shore that had almost claimed his life he found that something tugged at his memory... Something seemed eriely familiar about this city, perhaps even the celebrations that were taking part here. He wandered the back alleys, staying away from the larger concentration of people in the market, preferring the lesser walked paths.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, every heard a terrible commotion from the middle of the marketplace. A woman screams. Men shout. People run. Weapons are drawn.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px">[Posting]</span></p><p>I am a big fan of keeping a somewhat consistant style to posts. For the first page or so I would like you to put your character's name, race and class in the post title. Once we get into combat I would like you to put in the relevant combat stats as OOC comments at the bottom of the post. Colors are great, I prefer to use them only for speech, though if we all want to pick one color like deep purple for ooc comments it helps seperate them from the rest of the posts. One thing I would like to stick to is italics for thoughts and "" around speech, oh and preface any ooc comments with OOC:</p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><strong>[Links]</strong></span></p><p></p><ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><a href="http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=126728" target="_blank">In Character thread</a></li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><a href="http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=125039" target="_blank">Out of Character thread</a></li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><a href="http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=126359" target="_blank">Rogues Gallery thread</a></li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Maps page</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><a href="http://www.montecook.com" target="_blank">Malhavoc Press</a></li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><a href="http://www.diamondthrone.com" target="_blank">Diamondthrone.com</a></li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><a href="http://www.invisiblecastle.com" target="_blank">Invisible Castle</a></li> </ul></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Erekose13, post: 2136243, member: 3387"] [size=4][Introduction][/size] It is a cloudy overcast day this 17th of Secondmonth, which happens to fall on Resterday this year. The chill weather in Navael seems to match the solemn mood of Remembrance. Various stalls offer a variety of giant fare for everyone in the city to try and the central marketplace is a buzz with activity. Many stand to watch the plays being performed on the stage commemorating the last day of the Battle of Serpent's Heart when the last of the dramojh was defeated some 200 years ago. The clouds overhead look threatening and there is a smell mingling with the masses of the marketplace that portents rain. Still people seem intent on taking part in the celebrations about town. Many of the faen and giant craftsfolk in the market are hawking various paintings and sculptures of heroes and great battles, certain to make quite the sale on this day. Seon Morrowsong had left Thayn only a fortnight ago bound for where ever fate would take him on his insatiable quest for knowledge. Surely tales of the great Ollahm Lorekeepers, the bardic faen sages, would be found to the north in either Navael or the Harrowdeep. Fortune had favored him when he found out the schedule of events for this Remembrance here in Navael and he found himself in the marketplace watching a play about Go-Korim and his legendary conquest of the Zhorryn Bastion high above the Central Plains. Shi-Torob, who's ancestors fought in the battles to free these lands from oppression had come to Navael for its widely acclaimed adherents to Rememberance. It was as if his whole life had been geared for the ceremonies conducted within the high temples of Navael on this day. The Steward of Navael, Ui-Narath, was known for her love of the faen and their inquisitive, mischeivious ways, was still a giant and one who respected her dead. One of the ceremonies had just finished in the high temple when Shi-Torob exited looking for something to releave his hunger. He found himself in the marketplace overrun by entirely too many people. Rurrahr Plainsrunner had travelled far and wide to sample food and hear glorious tales. While most giantish cities became far to oppressive during Secondmonth, here in Navael where the faen danced among the streets true entertainment could be found. Hearty dishes baked with interesting mushrooms and roots could not contend with the spices of the south, but still they delighted his pallet. While the plays put on by giants were a little too rigid, the faen who commemorated this day did so with style. K'trinaxes in his search for his fate, one that didn't involve his family's mercenary company, he found himself wandering the town of Navael. The weather this far north was significantly different he thought as he pulled his cloak about himself. The heat of the desert sun was distinctly absent, but then again so was the thirst. Drink and food abound in this market, as faen and giant, human and sibeccai mixed. Almost no one noticed his red skin or atleast they all seemed to preoccupied to take much notice. Elrion Kyrik having just graduated from the academy in Naveal, spent his time wandering the market enjoying what had become a yearly occasion in his native Navael. Every year he would attend the plays put on by the faen company Dusklore. Not many appreciated their darker tone, but the tales they spun were always the most fastenating. Every year he would visit the market before the play looking for Loerem Portalwind and her delicious pretzel bread. Milton Redhelm was also looking for direction, following the winds of fate. Deep in the northern part of the central plains, far from the water shore that had almost claimed his life he found that something tugged at his memory... Something seemed eriely familiar about this city, perhaps even the celebrations that were taking part here. He wandered the back alleys, staying away from the larger concentration of people in the market, preferring the lesser walked paths. Suddenly, every heard a terrible commotion from the middle of the marketplace. A woman screams. Men shout. People run. Weapons are drawn. [size=4][Posting][/size] I am a big fan of keeping a somewhat consistant style to posts. For the first page or so I would like you to put your character's name, race and class in the post title. Once we get into combat I would like you to put in the relevant combat stats as OOC comments at the bottom of the post. Colors are great, I prefer to use them only for speech, though if we all want to pick one color like deep purple for ooc comments it helps seperate them from the rest of the posts. One thing I would like to stick to is italics for thoughts and "" around speech, oh and preface any ooc comments with OOC: [SIZE=4][B][Links][/B][/SIZE] [list] [*][url=http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=126728]In Character thread[/url] [*][url=http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=125039]Out of Character thread[/url] [*][url=http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=126359]Rogues Gallery thread[/url] [*]Maps page [*][url=http://www.montecook.com]Malhavoc Press[/url] [*][url=http://www.diamondthrone.com]Diamondthrone.com[/url] [*][url=http://www.invisiblecastle.com]Invisible Castle[/url] [/list] [/QUOTE]
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