(IR) The 5th IR - 3rd OOC Thread (OPEN)

[Knight Otu]

William, you might want to edit your post a bit - you have hidden another message to a player in the sblock for me.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

I am still here! I promise! And I wasn't lurking so that you'd forget all about me, just to gain the element of surprise. Never even thought of it.

 

[Melkor Lord Of ALL!]

William Ronald!

[sblock]The Duergar embassy still seeks to meet with Al`Akbar, they are able to magically communicate with Lord Gallador and King Darksteel(note that Duergar King is officially only an ally of Gallador, not a servant. Prince Rothgar Darksteel, who is leading the delegation, isn`t much pleased to be treated as Gallador`s lackey, especially since the fact that Gallador was wary to send Vampire before Lawful Good Demigod is the main reason he is in charge instead of one of Gallador`s Children)[/sblock]

Devillish!

[sblock]Gallador sends a sending to Acererak( OOC: As you remember Princess Lanfear visited your PC, but you didn`t respond to my post from long ago)

IC; "Greetings, Mighty One, my agents report that you are the power behind Solistarim! So you have decided to finally take a more active role in the events of this world! Now that Gods abandomed their followers, the time has come to show mortals their rightful place, as our servants, too long have they persecuted the Undeath, our Children!
But do you still seek the Apotheosis? If it trully means you gaining authority over all Undeath, I would have to oppose you, I would deeply regret that!"[/sblock]

 

[Airwhale]

Just wanted to post that I am indead alive, and wanted to thank Anabstercorian for meeting with me on friday (and for bringing chocolates!)

The Free Traders (part of our faction) have noticed that demand for mercinarys far excedes supply. Thus, Zelda and I would be happy to discuss short term military contracts. While we do not have as much firepower as the talons, I am sure that we are cheaper also.

 

[Serpenteye]

*waves*

Little enough?

I'm still here. I just managed to get sick exactly when my vacation started.

I just managed to get sick the last week of the semester, so I got an extra week of holiday. Hooray for not learning!
(Get better soon.)

Hehe. I'm spending too much time in front of the computer as is. If I start playing in an IR, I won't get anything done.

You'd get plenty of things done, just not in your real life .

I’m not promising much… just enough to get the “egyptian” flavor to come thru… Those who are knowledgeable about Egypt... please note I’m fully aware that I’ve taken certain concepts and… twisted them. I’m not aiming for accuracy

This is just a start... I'll post more here soon...

PC: Pharaoh Duamutef. Rumored to be a son of the one of the Lost Gods of Ta Neteru. He is often depicted as a gnoll or a gnoll-headed man. One of four brothers. (class levels in progress… some cleric… some wizard… maybe the pharaoh template from Hamunaptra d20)

Artifacts:
The Peshent (the crown of the Pharaoh)
The Amduat (a book of spells, many concerning themes of death or the dead)

Powers
Ta Neteru
Races:

• human: comprise a large majority of the population
• gnoll: maybe 10% of the population… once hunted and feared, the gnoll community has enjoyed renewed status inside Ta Neteru’s borders… many served in a military capacity
• sphinx: represents a small fraction… serve as advisors for Duamutef. Still critical and cautious of this man who would be ruler. The jury is still out but Duamutef makes progress with them everyday.
• leonals: very small in number… they speak of Zep Tepi, the First Time… also represents a few lions of various types (dire, celestial, awakened, etc.)

Organizations:

• The Udjat: (spies of the Pharaoh… work in progress)

Tribes of Ellaves
Suhfang

From the writings of Semyol Sellon, a traveling scholar from the Flanaess…

I have been fortunate now to have spent nearly a month here in Ta Neteru. The Land of the Gods. Here under the sun. Here among the relics of a lost age. Here where the sand meets the sky.

It is been quite an experience. I have questioned many of the ideas former scholars have put forth about this region. But the one fact I am sure of is everything begins and ends the Ta Neteru’s pharaoh.

Many believe he is a god returned from the heavens in the form of a man. To lead his people back to an age of glory. Even the surrounding lands, once filled with skeptics now fall in line – eager to obey this icon. Thus the Rekyht – those who worship the Pharaoh - grows daily. In turn, the Pharaoh seems to grow in power and magnificence; a cycle that is a sight to behold.

Ta Neteru was not always the united nation I now sit upon. Formerly called Sekhem, the land was divided into two. The Pharaoh wearing the Peshent united the lands in a swift campaign. Diplomacy and reason, it seems, were used as much if not more than sword and magic.

Duamutef has instilled a sense of destiny into his people. Many nations and rules speak of these notions. Maybe some do it as to not offend their respective religions. Some do it as to help morale and promote self-worth. But Duamutef and his Rekyht seem very different to this scribe.

Your claim on the Artifacts is granted.

Yep, I am here. I haven't just heard from Airwhale for a while.

Welcome back .

Welcome back, Zelda.

Serpenteye:

I can account for myself, Airwhale, Album X, Anabstercorian, Bugbear, Creamsteak, Devilish, Eluvan, Guilt Puppy, Knight Otu, Melkor, Nac Mac Feegle, Radiant, Rikandur, Venus, William, Xael, and Zelda.
We're all in the game, confirmed by post or e-mails I have personally read or received.

I have not been able to contact or locate Paxus or Thomas.
They have not posted in the last week. Nor has they answered my e-mails as of yet. (They could be occupied: This is Christmastime, of course.)

If any of you can locate Thomas and Paxus, I'd be grateful. Remember that everyone's e-mail is on the megapost.

James remains gone, despite numerous attempts by several people to convince him to return.

- - -

Forsaken One is out by your decree.

Even just one loss is one too many... Thomas and James, you are both welcome if you choose to come back.

I am still here! I promise! And I wasn't lurking so that you'd forget all about me, just to gain the element of surprise. Never even thought of it.

That's a relief!

 

[Edena_of_Neith]

Update:

Serpenteye:

I can account for myself, Airwhale, Album X, Anabstercorian, Bugbear, Creamsteak, Devilish, Eluvan, Guilt Puppy, Knight Otu, Melkor, Nac Mac Feegle, Paxus, Radiant, Rikandur, Venus, William, Xael, and Zelda.
We're all in the game, confirmed by post or e-mails I have personally read or received.

I have not been able to contact or locate Thomas.

 

[Bugbear]

A cold night in Rel Mord

Something most unusual in the Flanaess happens.
A large drow contingent, bearing the banners of Eclavdor, Erelhi-Cinlu, and Lolth, march up to the city gates of Rel Mord in the dead of night (acclimating to sunlight will take a while.)
Instead of attacking, these drow have come as a diplomatic mission. They carry all the weapons and armor, the cloaks and shields, the banners and religious symbols, that have made them so infamous.
Yet it is clear (at least to them) that their mission is peaceful.

Hopefully, elves on the walls do not disobey King Rhynnon's orders, and open fire on them ...

Eclavdra notified King Rhynnon as to their exact arrival time about one day in advance.

Lucius Greygable huddled against the gatehouse wall trying to hide from the bitter north wind. He cursed the gods for the cold and doubly cursed the Sargent-at-Arms for putting him out in it. "I should be at home in bed with my wife", he thought, shivering.

Above him were the city guardsmen, as well as members of the Ninth Legion. All of them were here for the same reason. Expecting special visitors this eve," the Sargent-at-Arms had told him, So we'll be needing you at the gate.

"Special Visitors, indeed! There not so special that they can't wait'till morning like decent folk", Whispered Lucius, "They had best show soon or I'll catch my death, waitin."

From the wall above came a shout, "There here! The Drow have come!"

Lucius felt a chill, but not from the icy wind. Drow! Nobody said anything about the Drow", he thought as he took a hearty sip from his belt flask.

More voices from above, "Open the Gate!" Called the Guards-Captain. "You boy! Put down that crossbow or the king will have your head, if the dark elves don't skin you first!"

From within the gatehouse come a great creaking as the gate was lifted allowing the Drow free entry into the city. The Legion would do nothing to stop them, nor would the City Guard. Now only lucius stood between the Drow and Rel Mord. Lucius looked over the small army which now stood before him and took another sip from his flask. There were perhaps fifty of them, dressed in silver and purple armor. They stood in an orderly formation, not the casual mass that most elf partys seem to take.

He stepped forward and stammered, "E-e-evening, my name is Lucius Greygable, keeper-of-records for the east gate. Do any of you speak common?"

An incredibly beuatiful woman of modest height and inky black skin steped forward, "I speak your tounge, record keeper. As per the concord between our Queen Eclavdra and Your King, we have come to establish embassy. What do you require?"

Lucius just stared for a moment at the creature before him. "If I were just a few years younger, I wouldn't mind a dance or two with this one", he thought. "Our laws require that I keep a record of all who enter the city. I will need the name, birthplace, and profession of all your...um...people."

The Drow woman nods, "I understand. It shall be as you say." She formed her party into a long line. One by one they stepped forward, gave the requested information, and recived their passport.

The Drow had come to Rel Mord

 

[Bugbear]

Radiant, the barrier around Greyspace and the disappearance of the gods is not scheduled until the start of turn 1, as I recall, which has not yet started. So, possibly something happened with either the Emperor or the gods of the Celestial Imperium.

I think that it is reasonible to assume that at least some of the gods are no longer answering the prayers of their clerics, granting spells as reguarly as they used to. Just because Oreth's crystal sphere hasn't been sealed yet doen't mean that all is right in the heavens. This is at least what I'm assuming, as it allows us to make these statments and present these scenes.

BUGBEAR:
[sblock] I can’t seem to find your reply, but a message is delivered to King Seth Rhynnon of Greater Nyrond. Also, Al'Akbar warned you of the possibility of Vecna's return in his message.

From Al’Akbar, the High Cleric, the Restorer of Righteousness, Emperor of the Malkuvah Baklunim, the restored Baklunish Empire.

To His Royal Majesty, King Seth Rhynnon of Greater Nyrond:

“Greetings, O noble King Seth Rhynnon!! It has come to my mind that a greater alliance of nations that seek to preserve their sovereignity and independence from common threats would benefit us both. Do you believe there is a need for such an alliance? There are neighbors of both our nations who would stand with us. Yet I believe we must open the door to such conversations lest their fear our silence. What do you say to my proposal?”

"The days are dark, and there are some things I would speak of to you more openly in private. Yet I believe we can endure."

Yours in peace, friendship, and the spirit of cooperation
Al’Akbar [/sblock]

The reasion you can't find my reply is because we had this conversation in e-mails

"Greatings, High Cleric.
Yes such a union may prove in the best interest of us all. There are dark times ahead as you well know. I have been told that the Whispered Lord may be returning to our material plane. If this is true, then the petty differences between the many lands of the Flaneaess, nay of Oreth, must be set aside.

If you should wish a private audience with me, such is easily arranged.

Seth Rhynnon, King of Greater Nyrond, Duke of Urnst, Count of Urnst, Protector of the Forest states."

 

[Bugbear]

this is very much the generall reaction of the claw if they are received friendly:

The Emissiaries respond as respectfull and friendly as possible, thank their host for his hospitality and begin to buld up their embassy. If they are directed towards a certain location they of course use that, othewise they buy a building at a central location of the capital. The actual Claws return home but they leave their human retainers who pretty much build up a bureaus ready to receive anyone who might want the Claw's service in the future. They bring in a few normal human guards to be save from thieves and burglars and take great care to keep them few enough so no one could asume they try to bring in any kind of strike force. They also try to get officials licences for anything else they are doing and generally not be a pain for their hosts.

My envoys to the Celestial consulate spend some time with the emmissaries, learning about there lands and helping them learn the customs of ours. When word of the chaos in the Imperium reaches Rhynnon's ears he sends a message to leaders of the Imperium (The Sikari I suppose):

How can we help?

 

[Radiant]

My envoys to the Celestial consulate spend some time with the emmissaries, learning about there lands and helping them learn the customs of ours. When word of the chaos in the Imperium reaches Rhynnon's ears he sends a message to leaders of the Imperium (The Sikari I suppose):

How can we help?

the emissaries do not go advertising the sorry state of their home. Officialy there are just minor rebellions and all orders still come from the priest-king. The Sikari are just some mercenaries working for him.
The Drow only knew more because they are living right under their feet.


edti: to all: I'll try to have all your messages answered tomorow. Demand for the Claw's serivice is currently so hight that our skilled operatiors (which all happen to be me...) are very busy handling all incoming communication. ;(