The Great Library of Palanthas

Astinus' Office

Dominating the center of this room is a massive birch desk. Legend claims this desk has supported the thousands of volumes of history Astinus has recorded. A large pot of ink, a container of sharpened quills, and a candelabra complete the desks decorations. Small windows line the room, allowing light to trickle in and gently illuminate the entire room. A comfortable couch rests against the west wall. Tapestries hang on the walls between the windows. Shelves line the walls, filled with tomes of the more recent records of heroes and villians upon the face of Krynn.

The librarian notices you aren't reading anything... Astinus hands a metal bound tome to an Aesthetic standing by you. You note the spine bears the word 'Etilyn' scribed in dull red ink. As you glance down at the page you read..

From the pages of Etilyn's book..


Author: Etilyn Date: Tue Aug 25 22:56:28 2009 Subject A beginning in Delgaard Two men stood over looking the Vingaard river from high atop the walls of Delgaard keep. The taller of the two men stood straight with a worried look on his face. While the other mans face could not be seen. Etilyn remained by the river bank watching silently. The taller man, her father, ran his hand over his fiery red beard. The two had been talking for some time and she knew she was the reason for the conversation. She saw her father shake his head several times as the other man, her own teacher, gestured down toward her. She swore that several times she could make out the words proper lady form on her fathers mouth. When it became more then she could bear to watch she turned and walked down river away from the keep. Proper lady indeed. She had been raised by mostly men all her life. Her mother she was sure must have been the perfect noble lady. But having died during her birth, Etilyn had no memories of her. What Eitlyn longed for was to follow more in the lines of her fathers stead. Mandes di Delgaard was a proud knight. Having retired not long after meeting his wife, Jenna, he returned to his family home. His retirement was unexpected by many. He was considered a hero throughout Solamnia and a valued member of the Order of the Rose. Never the less, he was a greatly respected man. Etilyn knew that not many women sought to enter the knighthood, but she had always been a bit different then others. She did not take delight in sewing, weaving, or the many household things that noble women oversaw daily. She defiantly did not feel the need to wait for a noble lord to marry her. She had trained day and night with many of those same lords until the time the were sent away as squires. Her teacher believed in her skills with a blade as well. All she could do was hope her father would come around. She glanced back toward the keep and noticed she had walked quite far. With the sun beginning to set, she turned with a sigh and headed home. Author: Etilyn Date: Wed Aug 26 03:14:51 2009 Subject A beginning in Delgaard Two men stood over looking the Vingaard river from high atop the walls of Delgaard keep. The taller of the two men stood straight with a worried look on his face. While the other mans face could not be seen. Etilyn remained by the river bank watching silently. The taller man, her father, ran his hand over his fiery red beard. The two had been talking for some time and she knew she was the reason for the conversation. She saw her father shake his head several times as the other man, her own teacher, gestured down toward her. She swore that several times she could make out the words proper lady form on her fathers mouth. When it became more then she could bear to watch she turned and walked down river away from the keep. Proper lady indeed. She had been raised by mostly men all her life. Her mother she was sure must have been the perfect noble lady. But having died during her birth, Etilyn had no memories of her. What Eitlyn longed for was to follow more in the lines of her fathers stead. Mandes di Delgaard was a proud knight. Having retired not long after meeting his wife, Jenna, he returned to his family home. His retirement was unexpected by many. He was considered a hero throughout Solamnia and a valued member of the Order of the Rose. Never the less, he was a greatly respected man. Etilyn knew that not many women sought to enter the knighthood, but she had always been a bit different then others. She did not take delight in sewing, weaving, or the many household things that noble women oversaw daily. She defiantly did not feel the need to wait for a noble lord to marry her. She had trained day and night with many of those same lords until the time the were sent away as squires. Her teacher believed in her skills with a blade as well. All she could do was hope her father would come around. She glanced back toward the keep and noticed she had walked quite far. With the sun beginning to set, she turned with a sigh and headed home. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Aug 31 06:53:09 2009 Subject A Long Ride to Palanthas Etilyn smiled as she watched the exchange between her father and Sir Railen. Things were falling in to place and her father seemd very taken with the knight. The rode ahead of her for some time talking. It gave her time to think to herself. The smile faded from her face with one thought. What if Railen was planning to wokr out a marriage contract with her father. She shook her head. He had given his word. She held faith that a knight such as he would keep his word. She hated to think about such a contract. It would surely mean she would have to decide to disobey her father's wishes. She sighed and finally brushed the thought away. Whatever was to happen, it would wait until they reached Palanthas. Etilyn turned to look out over the country side. The afternoon sun was setteling down as evening approached and a gently breeze blew through the traveling companions. She relaxed in her saddle enjoying the beauty of the day. She listend as the men ahead talked back and forth of family and life in the city. She grew anxious the more fond the conversation became of the homes of these knights. It suddenly grew quite and the conversation lulled. The momentary silence was broke with a barbaric howl from behind them. Goblinoid creatures were coming up on them fast. With in moments more goblins were coming from all directions. Before Etilyn could estimate the numbers of the raiders, Railen shouted an order. Her reins were taken from her then as her father and her became enclosed in a circle of knights. Etilyn thought to herself, 'Great now I can not see anything', as they were lead away from the road. Author: Etilyn Date: Thu Sep 3 16:28:16 2009 Subject Back to the Road "Halt Now". The large for of Mandes di Delgaard bellowed as he reigned in his horse. "We are going back.". The man pulled back on the reins again, guiding his mount to turn and they set off at a running pace. He looked back toward the smirk forming on his daughters face as she too did the same. "Try not to get in to too much trouble girl, stay close to this old father of yours. Etilyn and her father both drew their swords. Not waiting to see the reaction of Railen's men, both advanced back toward the road. Stopping abruptly they saw an unfamiliar knight rushing toward them and Railen standing perplexed and injured on the road. She looked passed him and scanned the trees along the road. She could see nothing, but heard plain enough what sounded like battle crys. The goblinoid shouts sent a small chill down her back as Her father nodded in her direction "Be careful." The two of them together pressed there horsed back to the road. Etilyn shouted toward Railen. "Sir Railen!!! There are more! He father had dismounted and was running up the road as the first of the new coming attackers came in to view. Etilyn lept from her horse and ran to her father's side. Railen swung as he managed to turn and dodge the first advance. Etilyn could not tell what extent his injury seemed to be, but Raieln fought as if it did not bother him. She herself swung and caught one of the beasts in it's shoulder. Her father was doing well for himself as well, and had downed two of the goblins before Etilyn was caught surrounded and lost sight of Railen and Mandes. Hoof beats echoed from nearby. The knights at Railen's command had arrived. Etilyn turned and circled watching each of the five goblins in frount of her. She had before sparred with one or two other pages, but this was completely different. She was given an opportunity to act. She swung and slashed in to the leg of a goblin on her right. Using the momentum of her swing, she ducked as one of the other nights slammed a mace in to another's head. Looking around as she stood. She could see another dozen or so goblins still standing. Just as quickly as they had run on to the road, each one fell to it's death. She looked at each of the knights, each one short of breath and now covered in sweat and blood. Etilyn was in awe of each. Her father looked at her and winked. He looked almost thrilled. Etilyn could not help it. She winked back and let out a laugh. Maybe this would be enough for her father to see why she very much wanted to follow in his foot steps. Author: Etilyn Date: Sun Sep 13 02:16:41 2009 Subject A New Squire in Palanthas Etilyn kept mostly to herself and quiet while they waited for Railen to return. She had calmed down after meeting Lanfer along the road. She had kept more to herself then ever listening to men talk of her as if she was invisible. With all the talk, she could not figure out what her father was really up to. Railen had promised that she would not be pushed in to marriage if he could help it. But Etilyn sighed as she thought about the laws. She knew them as well as anyone. She also knew that her father was pleased with these two knights, and now there were two men in which he might push for her to marry. Railen returned to his keep bringing news that reports had come of road conditions. The roads to Palanthas had been fully secured and they were able to enter the city. While they rode through the streets, Etilyn forgot about her fathers plotting and wished for the time being. She sat back in her saddle and enjoyed the view around her. She found herself smiling as they passed the many shops and street vendors. The entourage made quick time in making it to the city square. Etilyn dismounted with the others and stood watching a group of children playing in the fountain. She laughed at the antics as one of them splashed the others. A few minutes passed and the children continued to play. Her smile faded as a woman walked toward them and began to scold them for playing in the water. Etilyn sighed and wondered if she was doomed to be a overbearing wife and mother. She caught Railen flash her a smile as he turned away to give orders to the men with him. " Get the horses in to the stables, You all know the routine." Her father stepped up behind her as she again looked toward the children. "Well Squire, Your patron has issued an order. Will you obey?" Etilyn turned to look up at him. His eyes sparkled slightly and he wore a crooked grin through his fiery beard. He nodded as she started to question him. He silenced her with a simple "Aye". He took her hand and lead him to his horse. He took a rolled piece of parchment from his saddlebags and placed it in her hands. " Railen and I have discussed everything and you will be his squire. Make me proud Etilyn and show these knights the strength of my daughter, a true lady in the making." She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Before she could say thank you he added. "Now go on, before I change my mind" Etilyn di Delgaard stepped back and gave a salute to her father and flashed him a smile. She turned and walked toward Railen then Saluting him, she followed the others toward the stables. Author: Etilyn Date: Fri Sep 25 01:00:34 2009 Subject Shameful Reflections Two young squires lay quietly waiting to be healed from their recent injuries. Both beaten and bruised, and having to admit the biggest wound was to their pride. A first real chance had come and gone for them to prove themselves. Etilyn and Blaine had both been left lying blackened and bleeding after letting themselves become over confident. Etilyn closed her eyes and tried to fight the tears burning in her eyes. The pain stung through out her body and he head was clouded. But she could remember the day before clearly. The longer she was lying in this quiet room, the more embarrassed she had come to feel. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Alarms sounded through out the practice yard. Shouts reporting that goblins had been seen near Palanthas close to the High Clerists Tower. Blaine and Etilyn both sprang to help the knights prepare to leave. They helped to saddle horses and gather equipment. Then they watched as the commotion died down as the knights rode out. It was then that Etilyn had noticed another squire in the yard. She was unsure of who the young mans patron was, but nodded politely to him, thanking for his help as well. When the dust had settled three squires stood alone in the courtyard of Railens keep. "Well now what?" The unknown squire asked, being the first to break the silence. Etilyn looked toward Blaine and shrugged. He returned a sigh. " I suppose we clean up and wait for them to return." The newcomer introduced himself as Uther and then all three of them set to the task of cleaning the practice yard. The sun grew hotter and climbed higher in to the sky as the hours dragged on. They had still heard nothing when they had finally finished with their work. Evening came and they were still alone with in the walls of the keep. All three grew more anxious to hear of the action at the tower. With the chores done and nothing to do, the three of them set to sparring and practicing with one another. As Etilyn and Blaine took a turn at dueling, a rider appeared at the gate. The sound startled Etilyn and she caught Blaine in a unexpected bash to his side. She apologized to him and helped him to stand, as Uther gave the rider water. As the man drank the three of them waited patiently to be told of any news. As he swallowed the last of the water, he sighed heavily and began to speak. "They have pushed the goblins back from the tower and toward the river. I have been sent to spread word that temporary guards are needed at the tower. Any volunteers I can gather until the knights regroup." Just as quickly as he had brought word, he turned and rode on to Palanthas. Etilyn had thought to herself it was a task the three of them could handle. They all agreed to go. Thinking back they would have been better off aiding in the search for volunteers. Pride fueled the three young squires as they found themselves riding toward the tower. The force of the goblins, so they had been told, where no longer a threat to the tower. They would only be there long enough for the towers normal guards to return. The ogre loitering in the halls had taken them all unexpectedly. Etilyn felt a sense of shame about how unprepared they had been. It was a wonder that all three survived the attack. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ With a heavy sigh she turned to look at the cot next to hers. Blaine was there. Straining through the pain, she turned her head again but did not see Uther. Another sigh and she looked back to Blaine. His eyes were closed and she wondered if he too was reliving the memory of their mistakes. Soon the pain became too much to bear and pushed her to sleep. But as she closed her own eyes, she had one other fearful thought. What would Railens reaction be? And worse, what would her fathers reaction be? Author: Etilyn Date: Sun Oct 4 15:59:51 2009 Subject Investigating Tarsis Etilyn stood before the council answering many questions about what she knew in regards to Lord Railens disappearance. She remained quiet when they paused to converse amongst themselves. She heard a few mentioned whispers of a murder and of the name Coria. She remembered a few times Railen had mentioned them as well. Etilyn was not sure she needed to hear all this and finally spoke. "Excuse me Lords, I do not mean to interrupt, but I would like to know what you would have me do now." The acting High Warrior smiled down at her fir a moment. She suddenly felt almost afraid that he was going to laugh at her. She was relieved when he spoke instead. "I think Segwarides can handle another squire. He will be leaving for Tarsis soon. When he returns we will see to those arrangements." "Again my Lord, I mean no disrespect. I have heard some of the mission to Tarsis and I would like to o as well." The men on the council became quiet for a moment. After the silence, Etilyn began to worry that she had overstepped her place. The High Warrior again spoke, "After the incident at the High Clerists Tower we felt that it would be better if you remain in Palanthas." Etilyn felt the knot in her stomach grow. "Do you have anything else you would like to say?" Etilyn felt a spark of confidence. She lifted her head and nodded. "Yes, my Lord, I believe I should be allowed to join the others in going to Tarsis. And Yes, I understand my mistakes at the tower. How am I to learn from those mistakes and gain proper field training if I am not given the opportunity? Besides, We would not be unsupervised squires this time." Her voice trailed off as she finished. She was then dismissed without an answer from the council on the matter. Etilyn found herself pacing the almost empty barracks for over an hour. She almost missed seeing a muscular built knight enter the room. She stopped abruptly and saluted to him. "I am Segwarides Torgh and you Etilyn di Delgaard, are to come with me. Get your things. We are going to Tarsis." '' Etilyn lost track of time as the group traveled to Tarsis. Her companions, Segwarides Torgh, Gaelehad di Luinstat, and Blaine di Caela had been heading south by boat and then crossing the Plains of Dust. The journey itself seemed to drag on forever. Entering in to the city quietly, the group checked discreetly in to a local inn. Orders were to keep their presence as quiet as possible. After a chance to freshen up, the group left following an information trail about a man named Supai. Evidence gathered showed he was the man who had ordered Corias death. The group tried to blend in amongst the people in the city square. Etilyn took note that none of them held the appearance of an average Solamnic Knight. Gaelehad and Segwarides wore no facial hair and her being a woman was rare indeed of a knight. Blaine and her both followed the leads of the other two. Etilyn casually browsed through the wares of a small clothing shop as she kept an eye on the others. She heard mention of the name Supai and gave a silent signal toward her comrades. Segwarides gave an order for them to return to the inn where they could make plans. Author: Etilyn Date: Sat Nov 7 19:22:35 2009 Subject A way out of the Sand: Part One Etilyn looked out over the sand feeling tired and irritated. "Rats?!?" She spoke to herself as she made her way back in to the camp. She held a hand up to block the sun from her eyes and calmed herself as she finally made out the camp, placed in a rare shaded place. She pushed on through the sand, glad to be so close to the others. She stopped as she saw a tent fall and noticed the camp was being taken down. With a sigh she started walking again. It seemed as though Etilyn would not have the chance to rest that she had hoped. She only stopped again once she reached Lanfer. "Sir, I have returned," She nodded to him respectfully with a smile. She raised her hand for a moment dropping a large dead snake at his feet. "It was eating my rats" She explained simply. She glanced around the camp again and excused herself. "I will help finish breaking camp, excuse me Sir." She heard Lanfer chuckle as she walked away. She was almost positive that the next hours spent on horseback would be spent with her reciting and explaining the meaning of parts of the Oath and Measure. She sighed once more seeing that the last details of packing left were to saddling the horses. Well if nothing else she would be allowed to ride. Surprisingly the journey west was seeming to be uneventful and quiet. The small group made their way westward in hopes they would soon come to a harbor. From there a boat would hopefully lead them toward Palanthas. As they traveled, Etilyn tired to keep her mind clear for any questions Lanfer might ask. She found herself dozing off in her saddle after the decision to ride on through the night had been made. Every time she felt herself drifting off, a noise from the horses woke her again. As the night progressed, this happened several times. Her head tilted forward as she began to drift off yet again. A sharp loud squeal brought her fully awake. She thought quickly to herself that was no horse and sat straight in her saddle. Lanfer was already signaling to them to remain alert. What ever had made the noise was just over the next hill of sand. They moved slowly, weapons drawn, toward the noise. Etilyn whispered a prayer to Paladine as they noise became a large figure. Author: Etilyn Date: Sat Nov 7 22:14:54 2009 Subject A way out of the Sand: Part Two "What is that thing?" Etilyn whispered nervously. Lanfer motioned for them to dismount. They slowly tried to move around it. Aris, in a hushed tone, explained to her the beast in which they saw was called a Hatori. She remembered having read of such creatures. What she had read did not prepare her for the rust colored monster in front of her. Parts of the beast moved under the surface of the sand while its head seemed to be devouring something. She could only guess, but she believed the creature to be close to 25 feet long. This was defiantly not a rat. It was more a cross of crocodile and dragon. If the sandwyrms appearance and size had not surprised her enough, the bloodbath that appeared to be its dinner, shocked her even more. She turned her head for a moment refusing to give in to the sick feeling in her stomach. As Lanfer seemed to continue to study the beast, Etilyn found it hard not to look at the blood covered sand. She noticed fallen weapons scattered around and a trail of blood that left away from the beast. She motioned to Lanfer quietly. "Sir Lanfer, I think there may have been a battle before the creature came to be here." She pointed further away from them toward the trail of blood leading away. Looking further up the trail, they could not help but to recognize one of their own supply wagons tipped. "By the Gods what has happened here." Lanfers voice seemed to echo her thoughts. One of the horses let out a loud whiney. The Hatoris head turned toward their hiding place. "We will have to deal with this beast before we can find out." Author: Etilyn Date: Sun Nov 8 16:19:11 2009 Subject A way out of the Sand: Part Three Etilyn watched Lnafers face, trying to understand the look upon it. It was obvious that her patron was in deep thought planning his next move. The small group of knights stood close together and remained alert. The beast had disappeared from sight only moments ago. The ground beneath them had begun to shift as the Hatori swam through the sand easily. "Move back now!" Lanfer shouted to the others as an immense rock like hide began to rise quickly from the sand. They all clambered away as the horned head of the Hatori broke through the surface . The knights scattered as the beast chose its first target. One of the younger knights stood motionless in front of the beast. "Move Henry!" Etilyn yelled out to the man. Yet he continued to stand there. She quickly scanned the area as other knights began to charge toward the sandwyrm. Lanfer called out to them to fall back and wait. He too lent his voice to calling out for the startled knight. Looking at the sword in her hand, Etilyn felt helpless. The Hatori began to pull its whip like tail from the sand and moved quickly toward Henry. As this happened a group of rats sprang from holes in the ground and began to scurry. "Rats!!!" Etilyn exclaimed quickly, an idea already forming in her head. She ran toward her horse and grabbed her bow and arrows, and sheathed her sword. She then ran along the edge of the dune looking for an opening to her target. The others continued to call to Henry to run. She could feel Lanfers gaze upon her. She only hoped that her plan worked. Taking aim at the beast, Etilyn let an arrow fly. It hit the rock hide of the beast and bounced off without affect. With a sigh she raised her bow again. The arrow bounced off one of the horns. She wiped her brow as sweat began to form. Once more, she raised the bow and took a steady aim. This time the arrow flew though the beasts eye. The Hatori let out a monstrous wail and slunk back from the knight in pain. Henry seemed to come to his senses and ran. Etilyn again notched an arrow and aimed for the other eye. An arrow from another knight struck the beast instead. In pain and blinded, the outraged Hatori began to thrash wildly about. "Careful now men! Watch the monsters tail teeth and claws." Lanfer then signaled the attack. Etilyn again drew her sword as the knights advanced on the sandwyrm. Dispatching the beast went smoothly enough, leaving only a few wounded men. As they stood catching their breath, Aris spoke. "We will need to go quickly. These creatures travel in packs." "We follow the trail and find our fellow knights" As they rode in to formation, Lanfer nodded to her. "Good Job Di Delgaard." The adrenaline running through out the group kept them all awake as they rode on. As the sun began to rise fully, Etilyn found herself more and more concerned for the missing Gaelehad, Segwarides, and the other knights. And if they had survived what ever had taken them. Author: Etilyn Date: Tue Nov 10 18:54:50 2009 Subject Prayers for the lost. Etilyn kept quite and mostly to herself, continuing to pray silently. The others also remained quiet as their scout came and went with reports on the various movements of the Dragonarmys caravan. She wondered if the two missing knights were part of the cargo . She hoped that they still lived. The knights remained mounted, doing their best to remain unseen. They only had a plan to proceed as cautiously as possible. Every knight was armed and prepared to fight once more if need be. Most of them, with tired and weary looks, sat waiting for their next orders. Etilyn thought of how grateful she would be to get out of the desert. The wind began to pick up, blowing sand everywhere, and adding another challenge to their goal. With visibility becoming an issue, they no longer worried about being seen. Would they be able to continue to follow the caravans trail? Riders approached through the moving sands causing unease. A sigh of relief seemed to echo from them all, when they were identified as returning scouts. Aris returned once again with news that Segwarides and Gaelehad were alive and had been seen when the caravan had stopped for water. And with the escalating sand storm, they would be unable to continue on until it died down. It appeared that both Armies would be stuck. No real effort was put in to a proper camp for the night. Orders were given to rest while they could and try to keep the horses and themselves covered by the abrasive sands. When the storm died down they would be prepared to move out immediately. As she tried to rest, Etilyn thought of everyone she had come to know. She prayed for the safety of Railen and Blaine, hoping that they had made it from Tarsis to Palanthas safely. She added again Segwarides and Gaelehad to those prayers, and hoped they Author: Etilyn Date: Tue Nov 10 22:56:30 2009 Subject Prayers for the lost. Etilyn kept quite and mostly to herself, continuing to pray silently. The others also remained quiet as their scout came and went with reports on the various movements of the Dragonarmys caravan. She wondered if the two missing knights were part of the cargo . She hoped that they still lived. The knights remained mounted, doing their best to remain unseen. They only had a plan to proceed as cautiously as possible. Every knight was armed and prepared to fight once more if need be. Most of them, with tired and weary looks, sat waiting for their next orders. Etilyn thought of how grateful she would be to get out of the desert. The wind began to pick up, blowing sand everywhere, and adding another challenge to their goal. With visibility becoming an issue, they no longer worried about being seen. Would they be able to continue to follow the caravans trail? Riders approached through the moving sands causing unease. A sigh of relief seemed to echo from them all, when they were identified as returning scouts. Aris returned once again with news that Segwarides and Gaelehad were alive and had been seen when the caravan had stopped for water. And with the escalating sand storm, they would be unable to continue on until it died down. It appeared that both Armies would be stuck. No real effort was put in to a proper camp for the night. Orders were given to rest while they could and try to keep the horses and themselves covered by the abrasive sands. When the storm died down they would be prepared to move out immediately. As she tried to rest, Etilyn thought of everyone she had come to know. She prayed for the safety of Railen and Blaine, hoping that they had made it from Tarsis to Palanthas safely. She added again Segwarides and Gaelehad to those prayers, and hoped they would all be safely home. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Nov 16 20:22:17 2009 Subject And then there as War. Etilyn stood counting out the few steel pieces she had left out, and handed them to the armor smith. She knew she had been over charged, but let the issue go. She had needed her belongings repaired quickly after the long journey back from Tarsis. It was this particular shop that had the best reputaiotn for its quality of work, and speed. Time was one thing she had little of. With in hours of their return, she had barley the time to care for the horses before she was being called in to the war room. She had witnessed others coming and going and had known them it would be something important. The moment she entered the room, there was not much talking. She was handed a notice of her new orders, a map, and a satchel of other notices. Her armor had been the most practical and appreciated gift she had received from her father when she had left home. She knew that what she paid for the repairs, she could have gotten it new. But as, she looked over her armor, she was pleased at what she saw, . She smiled at the man and left the small amount of gold he had counted back for change. She added a "Thank You", and headed back to the keep to finish her preparations. Her orders, like many others not yet knighted, were to travel as far and as quicky as possible. She was to deliver messages to the surrounding nobles. Each message asked that they would ally themselves with the Knights in preparing for war against the Dragon Armies. Once the messages were delivered, Etilyn was to await a messenger in a designated location at the end of her route, to receive further orders. Etilyn would be without the guidance of her patron, Sir Lanfer for the journey. She knew her actions would be noted by the council. As she completed her preperations, she took a deep breathe and headed toward Paladines temple. She took her time to pray for protection and guidance. She prayed for the safety of all the knights. Lastly, she prayed for her fathers safety and to those of Delgaard village. Her prayer complete, she turned and watched the sunrise turn full in to day. It was time to leave Palanthas. Author: Etilyn Date: Wed Nov 18 04:49:24 2009 Subject Just a Little Black Rain Cloud A heavy rain began to fall at dawn as Etilyn and her companions had broken camp. The valley began to turn in to climbing hills soon after their first day on the road. It would not be much longer and they would be traveling through a near by mountain pass. The road was well traveled though, and would for a while, be easy enough to navigate, despite the rain. Now, comfortably seated in the saddle, Etilyn spurred her charger on ward. "By the sun and stars, it is cold!", A young crown knight exclaimed from behind her. "And this rain only serves to make it colder yet!" His breath formed in to visible vapor as he spoke. "Please do not complain. Think of something else perhaps?" Etilyn said in hopes of warding off any bad morale ready to build up. "What kind of thoughts should I think?" He asked sarcastically. When she realized he meant to go on complaining, she interrupted him, turning around to face him with a smile. cast bless "Well Sir Nigel, think for me if you will, of the reason you are here now. What is it that urges you onward? Perhaps a wife and child, some noble and grand calling, or family honor?" She then raised her voice so that they all heard her words. "If you ever begin to feel weary or lost in hopelessness, remember what lead you to swear your oath and loyalty to Solamnia. Let that motivate you to change your sour moods." As she finished her words she pictured her father giving the same speech to him men as he had done when she was a young child. Nigel smiled at her as the horses plodded on along the puddle and mud filled road. "Well said, Lady." She smiled at him and turned back to the road as he then began to sing. {I My heart it waits in fields of green Near to the bluest of seas There a maiden with golden hair Is saving her love for me It was an old song Etilyn had heard many a bard sing. It brought other memories of home to her as they listened. The rain seemed less noticeable and less cold.. She prayed as he sang, thankful for the memory of her fathers words to help in the situation. Her words, and Nigels song had eased away some of the building anxieties. Her attention still on the road ahead, she thought some about what lie ahead. By nightfall they should reach the walls of the first keep on her list. She added to her prayer the need for corporation of the noble lords she would be meeting with. When the time for gathering allies was complete what would come next? They had over come feeling down about a little rain. But what would happen when they had to face an adversary greater then water falling from the sky? War was brewing, and it would be a much more deadly storm. Author: Etilyn Date: Fri Nov 20 14:36:19 2009 Subject A little help The travel time through the mountains had gone well for Etilyns small band. Luckily, the rain had ceased. When they had made it to one of the keeps marked on the map, they were greeted with a warm meal and dry place to sleep. Although small, the lord of the land made room for all of the traveling knights. The Lord Calvius was an old fragile sort of man, who had donated many funds to aid in many charities around Solamnia through out his long life. It was no surprise that her remained true to that reputation when Etilyn and Nigel met with him the next morning. The surprise came when he also donated his sons. Of his three sons, The oldest and part of the castle garrison, would ride out that afternoon joining Etilyns company. The other two sons, whom Lord Calvius proclaimed sneakier than any fox, would travel on to Palanthas with money, supplies, and a promise of more troops on the way to aid in the defense of the great city. They were escorted to a near by port in the late afternoon and granted passages on a locally owed vessel. Etilyn and Nigel spent some time looking at the map. The next stop would be only 2 days travel if the sea remained calm and there was a nice wind to carry them. Nigel laughed when he realized who the next Lord with whom they would speak with. "Dear Etilyn, let us hope our luck remains. The Lord of this land is my wifes own uncle." He laughed. Etilyn smiled and nodded. "It seems as though Paladine has smiled on our quest." As they continued on, they had no idea yet of how close the dragon armies were. Nor did Etilyn know that the enemy lingered on the very door step of her childhood home. She did keep her family in her prayers, constantly wondering if Delgaard village and keep remained safe. Author: Etilyn Date: Tue Nov 24 14:14:36 2009 Subject Back on dry land Etilyn handed a flask of water to the panting messenger who had meet them at the dock. She gave him a moment to drink the cool water and to catch his breath. The young squire had apparently traveled non- stop from Palanthas to meet them. He finished the water off, and returned the flask to her and with a heavy sigh spoke "Palanthas has been over run with the Dagon Armies troops. You are to return with your squadron as soon as possible to rally with our knights there." Nigel and Etilyn both stood in silent shock as the messenger slipped a written notice in to her hands. He then mounted his horse and left as quickly as he had come. Etilyn looked at the words on the paper in her hand. It almost seemed unreal. "It is true, Palanthas has fallen, our orders are to return to aid in the fight to take it back. She handed Nigel the notice and turned and walked away. She left him to read the notice alone, knowing that questions of his familys well being roamed through his mind. She turned to the men on the docks behind her. "We need to get our gear off this ship, gentlemen, and as quickly as possible. Our home has been taken, and we will ride through the night to reach Palanthas. If we are separated for any reason, continue on to the rally point. Palanthas must be retaken, for the safety of our friends and families." The men all seemed as shocked as her and Nigel had been, but all sprung in to action. With in the hour they were ready to ride. All took a moment of silent prayer for their loved ones . As they made the trek out of the small port town another rider approached. Looking at her with a somber expression was Blaine di Caela. It was decided they would ride together, though not many words were spoken as they ventured on. Uncertainty showed on many of the faces and with fear for those in Palanthas. Etilyn smiled toward Nigel. For miles the only sounds were the heavy foot falls of the horses. Etilyn again, found herself praying for a way to raise their spirits. Author: Etilyn Date: Sat Dec 19 02:57:54 2009 Subject Moving on to Rally Even as the fog densely lingered around the small cottage where a group of Solamnic knights slept and covered most of the floor, Etilyn Di Delgaard paced back and forth unable to sleep. A decision had to be made before sunrise. No sooner then Tesnos had left them had Nigel and herself sat and talked through the details. The late hours of the night had worn down and they were running out of time. The time spent in the cottage, they had found a mere 17 survivors of the battle lost to the dragon armies. They had at first planned to return to Palanthas and regroup with other knights. But soon rumors after rumor came that the Solamnic forces had suffered greatly. Now they were forced to make other plans. This entire war made Etilyn anxious and had tested her skills and command as well. She was unsure at how to take the failure. As she continued to pace, Nigel brought her a cup of hot tea. She smiled warmly at him and thanked him as she sat. He joined her at the small table. Both remained quiet a moment longer, knowing they had to do something. She started to speak first. "When is the next merchant vessel scheduled to pass by." "Middle of next week. Although our scouts have reported a ship leaving a harbor to the south at noon today." She nodded again to him. She then noticed the dark circles under her friends eyes. Unfortunately they would not be able to sleep much at all. "How long will it take us to reach that harbor?" "4-5 hours seeing that we have no horses and that is if we make no stops. Not bad considering we have all had much harder travels recently.." "So our risk lies in who can we trustto follow the elf in to unknown forest. Or do we take passage on a ship of unknown origins?" "Aye, if what this Tesnos says is true are we risking the chance for an alliance not helping him as well? Etilyn looked out the window as both knights again grew silent. She sipped slowly on the tea, thankful for the relaxing brew. She held the cup in both hands helping to warm them. Her gaze fell to the knight outside the window on watch. "My duty is to the remaining men we have. We have orders to make it to the nearest rally point. We did that and now I intend to make it to the next till we are sure these knights have not been left for dead." A brisk breeze picked up outside, helping the first rays of the sun to begin to break the fog apart. Etilyn again sighed as she stood. She finished off the remainder of her tea and set the cup down. " Quickly wake the men. I will go and speak with our new elven friend. While I am gone give orders that all prepare to head to the harbor. We leave as soon as I return." "Yes, Maam Will do. She walked to the door, opening it with a solitary thought. I only hope and pray that a friendly ship awaits us and not the dragon armies. She kept this to herself and walked out in to the morning. Author: Etilyn Date: Sun Jan 3 21:13:40 2010 Subject Thoughts on the beach. Although Etilyns men had settled in with the others on the island, she felt restless. She stood looking back at the beach and studied Sir Lanfer. Railen had apparently left the man to deep thoughts, for he just stared in to the fire. She approached quietly noticing the dark circles formed under his eyes. She sat down again at the fire but said nothing. As Lanfer continued his thinking, Etilyn found that her mind wandered in to thoughts of her own. The news she had received after her arrival on the island fell heavy on her. Segwarides and Nathan were missing. Gaelehad was dead. Blaine had made it to the island, but their last exchange had left Etilyn concerned for the man. She would have to make a point to speak with him as soon as the opportunity arose. And now they were here, without a real plan and loosing hope. Etilyn looked up and noticed that Lanfer had gone. She sat alone at the fire a while longer. Her thoughts overwhelming her. Taking back Palanthas would be difficult indeed. And even then? It would not be enough.. Merely driving the dragon armies from Palanthas would never be enough. They must be forced from Solamnia, Ansalon.all of Kyrnn. Such vile evilness and corruptness called for a bit more. Etilyn felt a strong desire to do anything it took of her to bring these armies to proper justice. She knew what she needed to do next, and her first step would be to ask Lanfer for guidance on the issue. With a lacking council of proper knights, she knew obtaining a quest to join the sword knights would be a bit harder to do. It had to be done, for it was the next step to her goal. Her decision made she could not help but laugh lightly in to the dying fire ."Ok Ettie, once more like your father?" Her smile remained as she stood and doused the embers. She returned to the barracks in the dark. She slept well that night and woke ready to speak with Lanfer. At the morning meal she was informed that Lanfer and Kailen had left the island on a scouting mission. Her questions would have to wait for the time being. Perhaps Kiyohime would need help with organizing the needs of the refugees. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 11 18:16:52 2010 Subject Letter to Lord Railen and Lord Lanfer {I Dear Lords, In regards to the quest given to Etilyn di Delgaard, crown knight of Solamnia, and oath of my honor, I Nigel uth Bastion, swear this account to be true as witnessed by myself. 8 days ago, her quest began shortly after Etilyn came asking me to serve as her witness. When I accepted, I met her prepared to leave camp on the Island of Sancrist, near the refugee settlement there. Lord Railen Revon was there with Etilyn handing her a leather map case with the details of her quest as I approached. Saluting each other, he walked away and Etilyn began to read the outline of the mission to me. I was informed she was to scout a suspicious ship that had landed to the south of our encampment. She showed reports to me from the scouts that steady traffic had been seen coming and going from the ship. I was to merely observe as she investigated. I had orders from Lord Railen to interfer only if Etilyn found herself in a dire dire threatening situation, with her life at risk. Already accepting these terms before hand. We set out right away. Etilyn lead us south along the shoreline. Her eagerness was apparent, as she rode on through the evening without stopping to rest. The weather was pleasant and we stopped to rest finally sometime in the night. We slept under the cover of the trees, and then rode out again in the early morning. By the end of the next day, Etilyn had found where the trail of her quest really began. The large ship came in to view in the early afternoon. From there I will give copy of my journal kept of those days. I have started with our third day, seeing as it is where things began to happen. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 11 18:23:22 2010 Subject the Journal Day 3 Day 3 Etilyn and I have come to what appears, for all intense purposes, and abandoned ship. She has told me a fresh trail of foot prints is clear just further south of the vessel. I have remained on the beach while Etilyn has gone to make an attempt to sneak aboard. Yesterday while still riding to this place, Etilyn looked at her map so often, I was sure we would find this place soon. Although the reports state of constant traffic to the ship, there is no sign of any creature about. I have been here for about an hour alone and already, I can see Etilyn returning to our concealed place beyond the beach. I will write more when I have gathered more information. Day 3 continued. Returning safely and after taking a drink and sitting on the ground, Etilyn pulled out the map case again and looked it over. She started talking mostly to herself but I was able to make out most of what she said. The boat was empty, completely cleaned out. She said there had been not even an empty barrel left aboard. There had to be a reason the ship was left stripped down to nothing. Etilyn said she felt that someone was on board still and had hurried back for that reason. But she questioned why someone would be on an empty ship. Our answer came very shortly after. Apparently someone had been on the vessel even while Etilyn herself had been on board. The ship had been set on fire and was let loose to drift away from the shore. We watched the vessel drift further away for a time before Lady Etilyn pointed toward a dark figure running south along the beach away from us. We have eaten quickly and I have little time to write my thoughts on this. The sun is setting now Etilyn plans to follow the trail left by the figure with the cover of night. I can only hope to keep up with her as she is already prepared to leave. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 11 18:31:07 2010 Subject the Journal Day 4 Day 4 Etilyns tracking abilities leave much to be desired. Although, the figure we are following seems to be making it easy on her. It is obvious that he, the young lady is sure she is following a human man by his boot shape, does not know he is being followed or knows and is leading us on a wild chase. Etilyn has remained quiet most of today and seems set to find out who this man is. She has kept us following close and it appears that he has stopped for the night, as have we. I am curious as to who it is exactly, we are following and why. Etilyn has discussed with me certain facts about the vessel she searched yesterday. There was only one identifying mark. Upon the doors she found symbol she said looked much like a dragon claw. But not the same as other emblems we had seen before fighting the dragon armies. And she believes either way, the ship had been stolen. It would explain the fire and being set adrift. Etilyn has also mentioned that her suspicions have been peaked, that we are being deliberately lead away from something. She has figured the man knows he is being followed. She wants us to remain awake and pull back to the beach where the ship was first seen. As she is now dousing our fire and w have eaten, We are prepared to leave once again. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 11 18:32:47 2010 Subject the Journal Day 5 Day 5 Etilyn was right. After backtracking in the night, we have witnessed a small group of men camping west of the beach and in to a wooded area. One man standing watch and four others sleeping. Etilyn calls the count at six, knowing it likely the other man will return with us no longer following. We have moved in to the woods as well staying off the beach. The tide has washed away much of our own trail. Etilyn has said it is a blessing, when the man we followed returns, we may remain unseen. She has spent some time resting and now is looking for a better suited location to observe these men. There is something familiar in the way they move. I have seen it before but can not place it. It will be interesting to hear what Etilyn finds. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 11 18:37:13 2010 Subject the Journal Day 6 Day 6 It is important that I get as much of this information down. Yesterday was a very interesting day. I have already written about us coming up off of the beach so I will start in the mid day. Etilyn returned from her search for information with her jaw set in determination. She pointed out that all 6 men were now together in this camp She said to me then, that all of this group were wanted men. She recognized all but one of them from arrest warrants issued in Palanthas before our struggle with the dragon armies. She is sure they have been hired. We sat discussing the identities of all of them. The hirelings as identified by Etilyn are thus, Addison uth Fallon: Young man with noble lines known through out Solmnia. A rebellious streak in him that turned nasty. Dishonored both the knight and his family with his illegal actions and gambling habits before being dischanrged from the knights as a squire. A man known only as Harmod, wanted for helping Jesup Mason escaping trial for murder. Jesup Mason, wanted for murdering several young squires several years ago. The fourth man, Xanto Willowflame, actually a half-elven thief, is wanted for questioning in many unsolved thefts in Palanthas and a botched attempt to poison a visiting ambassador. The last of the men we know of is Ormond Thane. I will be honest Neither Etilyn or I could remember much of him other then the issue of his warrant was more recent then the other men. He is the one we had been initially following. Etilyn believes that the man leading this group is a warrior of some skill by his stance. Tonight she plans to try again to get closer to them to investigate. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 11 18:38:45 2010 Subject the Journal Day 7 I followed Etilyn on her surveillance of the small camp and have stayed back and am writing from up in a tree. Ormond has been left on watch and is talking to himself. The leaders name is apparently Wallace. I wonder if it is the same Wallace uth Varen, also wanted for murder in Thelgaard and Palanthas. I can see Etilyn from here now, she has come around behind Ormond, easily covering his mouth with a gloved hand is dragging him toward the tree where I am hiding. I will write more after I watch what will happen. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 11 18:46:14 2010 Subject the Journal Day 8 We have stopped to camp and here I will fill in the details I have been able to write from yesterdays action. Etilyn had pulled Ormond toward my hiding place, and quietly questioned him. He confirmed that they were in fact working for Wallace uth Varen, before he yelled for help. Etilyn quickly gagged him and knocked him upside the head. She quickly bound his hands and tied him to the tree below me. She nodded and smiled to me as she headed back in to the camp. Addison soon joined Ormond at the persuasion of Etilyns sword point. Repeating the same ritual, soon both men were tied unconscious below. I believe Jesup is where things became a challenge. It seems the man had come to relieve Ormond of watch. Etilyn was easily spotted by him in her armor and a scuffle broke out. They fought without weapons for a time but Etilyn came out of that with only a blackened eye. Soon Jesup was thrown toward where the others were tied. I had to work to stifle a laugh That little lady has power to her punch. Unfortunately the scuffle woke the rest of the camp. I continued to stay unseen as the sound of blades being drawn. I moved up the tree to get a better view at that point. Etilyn stood with Wallace, Xanto, and Harmod surrounding her. Her mouth moved and I recognized it right away as her praying as she always does. Soon after she was caught in a whirlwind of parrying and countering the attacks of Xanto and Harmod. Wallace stood back from them, assessing Etilyn, as if trying to learn something more about her. As the fray continued, Etilyn turned to counted an attack of Xantos. The flat of her blade hit the side of his head, knocking him to the ground. It was then, Wallace seemed to have had enough. He threw Harmod, to the ground himself and turned to face Etilyn. I heard him shout to her that she was not the woman he was looking for and she would pay for interfering. Etilyns head tilted slightly, questioning him. I could tell she was trying to keep him talking. His mouth moved speaking in some form of response. What they were saying I could not tell. His anger in to a boiling rage, and he swung at her. Etilyn struggled to dodge the sudden strike. There was no talking after this. Etilyn at first was able to match him, strike for strike. Eventually she began to look tired and stumbled. His sword caught her in the under arm and she jumped back. Her lips began to move, another of her prayers. She stood upright a bit more and advanced on him. Never relenting, Etilyn soon had him stumbling in return. He fell. Lying looking up at Etilyn, her sword pointed at his throat, I recognized her warning. She was asking him to yield. Quickly trying to swing again at her, Etilyn, easily countered. Wallaces head fell from his shoulders. Etilyn stood a while catching her breath and taking a moment for prayer again. I climbed down and gathered the bound men. Giving her a moment of peace, I pulled the fugitives to our own camp and prepared for our return to the refugee settlement. Etilyn took time to search each of the tents, spending the longest in the one where Wallace had been. She returned to our camp, her head low but still looking at me. It was then she explained what she found. They were searching for a woman who came here recently. She handed me documents that showed a drawing of a woman. Etilyn explained it to be the woman Tanari who had recently joined our ranks. Etilyn said the name did not match, and that Lord Lanfer would want to see the documents. What other things in the documents, Etilyn only added, were not her business unless Lanfer or Tanari wished it to be. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 11 18:47:48 2010 Subject The end of Nigel's letter With the testimony of the men captured, and Etilyns own accounting as well, I leave the rest for your decision lords. I would like to add in closing it was an honor to serve with the Lady Etilyn, She is a noble woman of rare faith and a solid belief that that justice will always have the final say in all. Signed, Nigel uth Bastion, Knight of the Crown Author: Etilyn Date: Wed Jan 20 17:41:41 2010 Subject New Order, Refreshed Outlook "Est Sularus oth Mithas." Etilyn had said the words of the familiar oath as the formalities of her promotion closed. She had remained respectful and humble through out the rite, but a small part of her was glad it was over. Now, on the beach alone, she sat watching the sun set along the coast. Suddenly she shouted out, releasing pent up energy that had left her feeling suffocated. She prayed then, to help her anxieties fade. She smiled to herself feeling somewhat calmer in that moment. Etilyn knew full well this promotion meant new challenges to face. The knights of the Sword were known for more bold fighting tactics away from the home front. With the constant threat of war now lingering in the surrounding lands, a new truth surfaced. She would have her chance to gain much more battle experience to come. The thought both excited and frightened her. She was one step closer to her own goal. Although she followed a path much like her fathers, this was Etilyns calling. Being part of the order of the sword, she was on the necessary path to that goal. She vowed to herself and to Paladine, there in that private moment, to continue to give her all. Not just for future promotions, but for the promises she had made. That night as she made her way back to the camp, she felt refreshed. Entering her tent with a confident smile, she repeated quietly to herself, "My honor is my life". Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 25 00:03:17 2010 Subject Mages on Sancrist Etilyn had spent most of her morning on the beach, sitting and quietly waiting for a meeting that she was asked to join. Although she was unsure of the details, she would not ignore the summons from the new Grand Master. She was grateful that there perhaps was something important for her to do. As much as she had enjoyed being given a day to rest, her moment of relaxation was quickly becoming boredom. Just as the thought occurred to her. A young page came to her on the beach. He smiled and saluted her. She politely smiled back at the young boy . "Lady Etilyn, I have been sent to tell you it is time. He smiled again as he hurried away, to carry his message to the next knight. Etilyn looked out along the dock once more with a soft sigh. "Well Quiet time is over, I suppose." She stood and made her way back in to the camp to find Lord Lanfer. She found him standing and talking to Lord Segwarides, apparently catching him up on the situation in the camp. She saluted them after giving a polite greeting. For the most part standing back until she was addressed. The two superior knights exchanged a few more words and Lanfer turned to acknowledge her before continuing on with Segwarides. Lanfer chose then to bring her in to the conversation, What do you think about the mages helping Etilyn? If it gains us a foothold back in to Palanthas, I see no reason not to try, my lord. The talking ceased and in the next few moment things seemed to happen simultaneously. A bright portal opened, Lanfer drew his weapon, and the most shocking to Etilyn at that moment was that Segwarides had grabbed Lanfers wrist to restrain his action. Lanfer jerked away as Etilyn then noticed from the portal an envoy of mages appeared before them. Following the lead of the others, Etilyn greeted the newcomer with a warm smile. She listened to the brief exchanges of introduction calmly enough . A man in red robes appeared through a gate of his own. Etilyn felt uncomfortable as the man sneered in her direction. She stood back and anxiously whispered to Lanfer, asking if she should go and find Lord Railen. That permission granted, she sighed deeply relieved to be able to walk away. She headed o the training yard hoping to find him there. Meeting Railen on her way, she quickly explained they had visitors, and they both returned to the group. Author: Etilyn Date: Mon Jan 25 00:10:54 2010 Subject The Lady Knight and Barbarian Mage. Conversations of preparations carried on, and soon the group was exploring areas of the encampment. Railen left with the larger group winking at her. She returned a smile and turned to see a scantly dressed mage near by. The woman did not appear as the rest of the mages, wearing no robes, and skin showing in ways very unbecoming of Etilyns upbringing, certainly no knight would dress as such. She looked like a plains barbarian, but spoke like a well educated person. Etilyn was not quite sure what to make of her. She seemed to notice Etilyn as well, for she walked over to her and they began talking. ' The supplies have been stored and categorized, the squire that was sent with me has things in there under control, least for the time being. Etilyn nodded politely to the woman. Very well, I have been working closely in the hospital we have set up with the clerics. Would you like to see that as well for your reports? 'Would be nice to see how things are ran around here. Lead the way.' Etilyn tried to cover the fact that the way the woman was dressed made her blush as they made their way across the camp. We do not have many patients at the moment, but everything should be ready for the wounded all battles are bound to bring. The woman followed her closely in the hospital tent. She seemed to know Etilyn was uncomfortable so Etilyn added, I thought all mages wore robes. 'They do, but I refuse to wear something that hampering. I grew up in the plains of dust. We do not wear too much out there, you never know when restricted movement could cause your death. Etilyn nodded, hoping to appear that she understood. 'I suppose I am accustomed to armor Guiding the women through the tent, I hope this all meets your approvl. She was glad to be able to change the subject. The plains woman had begun to look over the cots. She smiled to Etilyn as she said. It will do quite well, the Solamnic are lucky to have a woman in their numbers to keep things tidy. Etilyn stopped and had to bite her tongue. Had this woman just said what she heard? Pushing it to the back of her mind, she realized she did not know this womans name. I apologize my manners seem a bit delayed. I am lady Etilyn di Delgaard, may I have your name?' She turned to face her. 'I am Kah'rihn. I do not use my surname and to be honest I forgot it many years ago. Etilyn thought a moment before adding, 'As for being a woman, I hold my own I suppose. I guess the one benefit is having my own tent without the rank most men must have for that privilege. ' Etilyn could not understand such a comment coming from anyone of the knights around her, so she hoped the subject would close with that. 'Might as well, they might get into trouble without us.' Etilyn exhaled deciding it would be a good time to go join the others. 'Shall we return to our superiors' She heard the woman snicker. She seemed to know she was getting to Etilyn. Praying a silent prayer for patience, Etilyn lead them back. Everyone was preparing to say good byes as they approached. Etilyn remembered to stay back from the man in red leering at her. The woman, Kah'rihn, said her own Farwell and left through a magical gate. Etilyn felt relived to see her go and smiled to see that she was not the only one. As the portal closed, the last of the departing mages, vanished. Lanfer took a deep breath and she heard him say, Well that was interesting. Damn mages always make me uneasy'. Each of the knights then returned to their own orders. Etilyn looked back toward the beach. Knowing she still had most of the evening still off duty, she sighed. Off duty or not, she would find something to do. She headed toward the training yard. Perhaps Railen would like the company. Author: Etilyn Date: Thu Jan 28 00:08:40 2010 Subject Scouting for safety Sunrise had not yet come to the island of Sancrist. Etilyn had been awake for a few hours already preparing. She smiled as she brought her hand across the neck of her destrier. The honey colored stallion stamped his front hooves and whinnied. "Anxious to head out there, Arturo?" The proud beast stamped once again as Etilyn patted him. "Just a while longer. I promise." She handed the reins to her new squire, Toma and walked back in to her tent. She reached for the pack of her belongings and hefted it over her shoulder. The last thing she did before leaving was to kill the flame of her lantern. Toma stood waiting and took her pack from her. "I will be only a moment longer. Go and see that we have suitable rations for the journey." She again turned away from him and smiled at the few other men that would be joining them. Most of them familiar faces, but this would be the first time Etilyn would ride with this group of knights. She made her way across the camp and found her self standing at Railens tent. Not surprised when she was told he was already gone, she headed toward the beach were he was training alone. The conversation was brief and her orders given. With a scroll case filled with a map and vital information to her mission, she wasted no time. Etilyn, her squire Toma, and eight other knights rode north away from the encampment. Two weeks was all the time she had been given to survey the surrounding island. Luckily, the elves had granted them with what they knew of the land. It was with that information, Etilyn had chosen to ride north. By mid afternoon she would head inland more to the west, occasionally stopping to check and mark along the map she had been given. There were refugees counting on her succeeding and with war once again on the horizon, those innocent citizens needed more now then ever, a safe haven. Author: Etilyn Date: Fri Feb 12 18:24:46 2010 Subject A rest stop? Etilyns eyes flew open at the metallic chink of a sword nearby. The small party of knights had stopped to rest for the evening. That moment of rest was now being interrupted. Whispering voices in a foreign language came from a wooded area not far to the west. The eyes of her companions scanned through the trees while she signaled to one of them. A linguist of some notability, she hoped that the young knight may understand something in the hushed voices surrounding them. He mouthed a single word toward her and drew his own blade. The whispers became louder as Etilyns group drew weapons and stood ready for what ever company had found them here. The next few minutes seemed to drag out as the voices stopped suddenly. Etilyns sword seemed to fly to her hand where she had not remembered drawing the weapon. And then the silence broke. Goblins flew from behind trees and steel flashed around them. Etilyn drew up her shield, instinctively, as she swung to block a coming blow. The men around her were doing much the same. One swore under his breath while another seemed to find pleasure in the moment. "By the gods! We wont have to go back in to camp with only tales of saddle sores this night." "Focus and you will have your time to celebrate later." Etilyn called out as she caught an arm-numbing blow from the club of her attacker. The small beast attacked again, this time glancing the edge of her shield. She muttered to herself as light sweat broke on her forehead. Dust filled the air and began to sting at Etilyns eyes as she worked to focus on the vermin in front of her. She forced her mind to block out he extra noise of battle around her. Her arm throbbed from the hit it had taken, causing her to drop her shield. Moving quickly she thrust at the goblin, she side stepped his next swing, cutting in to his arm. {I There now we are even. she thought to herself. Time seemed to stand still as they each exchanged blows, {I Now to finish this. She stepped again, toward him this time, swinging toward his. The blade hit, leaving a bleeding gash at the goblins throat. Etilyn scanned the battle in time to see two more of the quick beasts lunging toward her. She easily dodged the attacks. This seemed to surprise her new foes and they stopped a moment. She tried to pace her breathing as she stood ready for them. They stared at her with such deep hatred, it made her stop a moment to study them. They circled around her trying to gauge her skill. Etilyn took the moment to swing at the taller of the two. A vivid cut bled along his side. He held tight to his dagger as his other hand held to his wounded side. Etilyn turned and held her sword up defensively. Her attention was split between the two and was not prepared for the goblin behind her. The beast attacked, smacking a club in to Etilyns back . Etilyn pitched forward, off balance. Her sword fell from her hands as she fell. The wounded goblin saw opportunity and advanced on her. Grabbing her fallen shield, she rolled, sitting up quickly. She bashed quickly at the wounded goblin while looking around for her sword. Finally, she spotted it, and lunged for it. The wounded goblin had staggered back, falling back to the ground. Now able to focus on only the one, for the moment, Etilyn swung around wildly. The goblin struggled but was able to dodge her blow. The next time she swung, she forced more practice in to the swing. Her sword thrust through the goblins shoulder. She left the beast to his death, turning to find that another knight had finished off the wounded one she had left. Looking around, Etilyn noticed her young squire, Toma, standing over one of the fallen goblins, a proud smile on his face. With, the last of the attacking goblins lie dead and all of the knights accounted for, they took a moment to reflect and search the dead. " Unusually organized for simple minded marauders. Do we have any idea where they came from?" When no answer came, Etilyn decided to make a point of speaking with some of the elven Wildrunners on her return to the beach camp. They would burn the corpses, justice had been dealt to the evil beasts. Unfortunately, there were some unanswered questions. She motioned for her squire to join her. "Toma, I have a task for you.,"

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Time Well Spent by Daridar, posted on Sun May 24 00:54:27 2020.

My months in the tower had been fruitful but difficult. I'd spent nearly a year there. The first six months were full o(read more)....

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.


Authors: All|A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M|N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z

Eban
Echor
Egam
Ehre
Eiron
Ekkana

Eldaron
Eleena
Elhonna
Elidar
Elmdor
Elsinora

Elyania
Emilio
Emla
Erol
Erthos
Eskendale

Etilyn
Evaan

Astinus says 'There are 20 authors starting with the letter E who have stories in the Palanthas library.'
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