The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Caius.
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You note the spine bears the word 'Caius' scribed in dark purple ink.
Author: Caius Date: Tue Nov 7 18:51:41 2006 Subject An Ex-Gladiators story. A young mercenary, by the name of Caius fought gallantly beside the others, but soon fell. He was fighting beasts he's only heard of, The Minotaurs, with a small force of other mercenaries. They fell swiftly, the only one left living was Caius. He was knocked out by the blunt side of an axe. He had killed one of the opposing Minotaurs, but had been knocked out by the falling axe. When he awoke, he was in a cage, on a boat with a number of others. He blinks, and shakes his head, looking around at the others. "Where am I?" He asks hoping for an answer, but he was just given a look. He was on his way toward the Minotaur Islands. He was to be a gladiator. He arrived at the island, and was taken straight to the arena, where he was trained shortly to fight. Then, the first day of the Arena, and he and another were chained together, he was given a shield and the other man a sword. They were pushed into the arena, along with several other groups. He stares in wonder at the crowd, but soon turns his attention to his opponents. The fight was short and brutal. He and his team mate were among the few to survive. The next two, he fought with valor and came out on top, . Where as most of the gladiators from when he started had died. The Minotaurs decided That he would go train with the Weapons Master. After a short time training with The Weapons master, the Minotaurs took Caius back into the arena. There he fought legions of foes, but came out on top. The final challenge, was the Previous Gladiator Champion, Undefeated, and Soon to be the New Weapons Master, Who also is a Minotaur. The battle was long, and bloody. Caius received numerous gashes, bruises, and a dislocated, but came out on top. Standing over the dead corpse, Caius looks out at the crowd and lifts his sword, then shouts something, but it goes unheard. Soon after his wounds healed, He was ordered to present himself before the emperor himself. The Emperor granted his freedom, Telling him he can leave Mithas. Only Caius refused, and instead went as a free man back to the Weapons Master. He trained for years, at least ten, then He was crowned Weapons Master, and Master of the Arena. He was given specially made armor, of his choosing, and a Horned Helmet. He watches the arena, watching for any worthy enough to be trained, Atleast he did until he learned about the Emperor's disappearance. Which soon after, he too Disappeared... Here ends this story Thus far.. Author: Caius Date: Tue Jul 22 22:25:56 2008 Subject Unlikely Companions Caius snaps 'Bash em in Terrsa!' The large minotaur loses her patience and begins to ram into the door, breaking its hinges. "Shall we?" she says as she beckons Caius to follow her inside. The dust settles and a large figure is noticed at the back of the dark room Caius nods and moves inside, his sword held low. He notices the dark Figure and moves toward it, wondering why there was dust everywhere. Terrsa breathes heavy, clutching her axe she stomps towards Caius and someone in the shadows. She notices a lone figure and begins to examine the area to see if others are inside. 'Not the welcoming I had expected Caius, shall we look around to see if there are others?' she cautiously askes. Caius pauses for a second and kneels down, putting his sword on the ground and reaching into a pouch for some flint. "Terrsa find me a torch." he says drawing a small dagger. Terrsa walks west and shortly after re-enters the room and hands Caius a torch. Caius strikes the flint with the dagger and lights the oil soaked torch. He puts his dagger and the flint away, then picks his sword up and stands, looking around the room. "Where is everyone?" The light falls upon the figure and it's quite clear that the man was once a commanding figure, but the hooks of death and a dagger in his chest have long since finished his rein. Caius mutters 'I guess that pretty much tells the story.' Terrsa crouches down from the sudden appearance of a corpse in the room, her eyes darting from left to right, "Looks as though it does." she says quietly. Caius looks around and hands Terrsa the Torch. "Go around lighting the torches on the walls. LEts get some light in here." Terrsa notices cobwebs and dust everywhere, as though this room hadn't been used in some time. She moves off to light the hall with her torch. The cadaverous hand falls suddenly upon the table as the corpse pitches forward. A small scrap of paper clenched between it's long lifeless fingers. Caius approaches the corpse and pries its fingers open to get to the paper. Terrsa hears a rustling sound and storms back to Caius, thinking someone had attacked him. She returns still holding her torch. "What was that?", she asks Caius. The fingers give slowly, but the paper begins to crumble leaving only part of it visible and legible Caius picks the paper up out of the hand and reads whats left on it. Terrsa asks quickly 'What does it say? Is there anything else on the body that may bear clues to what has happened here?' She then begins to examine the body. The paper begins to fall apart under prying fingers of Caius Terrsa wrinkles her snout in disgust from the putrid odor and decides to leave the examining to Caius. Still holding her torch, she stands close to Caius trying to see what the note entails. [Cont] Author: Caius Date: Tue Jul 22 22:26:50 2008 Subject Unlikely Companions [pt 2] Caius curses gently as the paper crumbles. He tries to be easier with it as he holds it up to the light and tries to read it. The piece in Caius hands completetly disingtegrates leaving only a small scrap beneath the hand of the long-dead mercenary leader at the desk Hashmalum hangs from the ceiling and drops onto Terrsa's head while screaming excitedly 'Hey isn't this place cool???? I found it on the map you dropped Caius!!' Caius snorts and grabs the the corpse up out of the chair and tosses his body away then turns around startled as Hashalum drops from the ceiling. Terrsa wildly tries to shake the kender off of her head to no avail. She recognizes the voice and gives him a little bite in the inner thigh for playing games. Hashmalum says 'Hiya Caius whos this?' pointing at the big minotaur figure under him nibbling on his bum. Caius says 'Terrsa Meet Hashmalum. Hash, this is Terrsa.' Hashmalum quickly notices the paper just before it crumbles and reads: ... ave you orders, and you have faile.. .. last tim... ...ghlord Ki.. A strange bit of a blue seal remains but its too damaged to read. 'I would prefer to meet you when you weren't sitting on my head." Terrsa growls in obvious anger.' 'Hash, get down off her.' Caius snickers as Hashmalum looks at him hopeful. The scrap of paper was apparently destroyed by the crazed antics of the human leader... The minotaur female snarls and looks to Caius, "A Kender?" Caius shrugs gently. "They Can be of use." He turns to Hash and looks at him sternly. "Did you see what was on this paper?" The kender pulls out another piece of paper from his pockets he found ealier trying to match up the edges with the new piece... then states as slowly as he can 'Well dust doesn't not conform like i would have hoped it would. All it said was some jibberish like ... ave you orders, and you have faile..' '.. last tim...' '...ghlord Ki..' 'I wonder who Tim was?' he pauses. Terrsa mutters and then shakes her head. Caius raises an eyebrow at Hashmalum and then nods. "Thats good enough." He says as he looks around. "Well we have our new headquarters, lets start getting it cleaned up." he says sheathing his sword. Terrsa keeps her eyes on the Kender, moving off to the Northern corner of the room she begins to pick up the papers and debris laying around. Until she notices the kender getting a little too close to her, and moves off to another area to tidy up. Hashmalum innocently saunters into a seperate room with a few shinies under some dust to clean up and 'look around' Caius finds a notebook on the desk and leans against the desk, opening it up and starting to read it. But, tragically It's mostly empty, just some supply lists and other gibberish. Terrsa stands and dusts off her skirt. Suddenly, she realizes that staying close to the Kender may be the best thing to do, if he finds something of value she'll never know about it. (great RP, new Merc band alive and kicking, see Caius/Terrsa/Hashmalum) Author: Caius Date: Sun Nov 2 18:59:16 2008 Subject The Brotherhood of the Scar. The Brotherhood of the Scar. It fit, thats for sure. People from different races, religion, and ways of life all coming together under one flag for the promise of riches and adventure. It was quite something to be honest. It reminded him of the old days when he was a Gladiator in Mithas. He would be surrounded by many different people from every walk of life but were considered nothing more than himself. A slave. Leading a band of Mercenaries couldnt be much different than leading a group of gladiators into battle, could it? Oh well, no matter. He would lead them and if any dared to try him..it would get quite messy. Fifteen years of being a gladiator makes him one hell of a match for anyone or anything out there. He knew no fear, nor would he be stopped by anything other than death. Many had joined since Him, Terrsa, and Hashmalum took the old headquarters and started refurbishing it. Business was slow for now, but soon..yes soon, riches and adventures ensured. The only common ground between them was Him. They united under his flag, this becoming the Brotherhood of the Scar from the scar he held on his face. It was all coming together and he could hardly wait. The anticipation was killing him. He was ready, but is his ragtag group ready? Soon, he would find out. Author: Caius Date: Sun Nov 2 20:06:53 2008 Subject Scar. Caius boards a ship bound for the mainland. It had been many years since he had been on the mainland and his only reason for leaving is that the Emperor, the man who freed him disappeared. He had no reason to stay now. He takes his only belongings, his armor and weapons and boards a ship to his homeland, on a path that will lead him through the Blood Red Sea of Istar. He sighed as he watches the shores of Mithas disappear over the horizon. He goes below deck, to his cabin and removes his armor, before laying in the bed and falling into a light sleep. He awoke by the screeching of some beast and jumps out of bed. He grabs his sword and runs out onto the deck in the buff. The ship was being attacked by two foot tall Blood Sea Imps. He quickly glances around, counting the Imps and assessing the situation. Four men were dead already and an imp was going for the helmsmen, an act to make the ship crash into the debris of other wrecked ships. Caius moves like a cat, and quickly comes between the imp and the Helmsmen. The Imp was already in mid slash and it catches Caius across the face, he hardly flinches. He quickly slashes with his sword, cutting the imps clawed hand off making the small beast screech in pain and anger. The other imps however were already fleeing the ship for the water was changing from red to blue. The one who scratched Caius screeches at him before running for the edge of the ship. Grabbing a rope that was tied off somewhere on the ship, Caius bolts after the imp and dives into the water after him. He grabs the imp by one of its horns and pulls it up to face him, before plunging his sword into the beasts neck effectively decapitating it. He is then pulled to the surface by people on the ship. He is quickly pulled aboard the ship and praised for saving the helmsmen and thus the ship. He shrugs off the praises, grabbing the claw that scratched him and then he returns to his cabin for the rest of the voyage. The scratches left a three line scar on his face from the left temple to his right cheekbone. The scar would soon become a symbol of something much greater. Author: Caius Date: Tue Dec 2 19:42:08 2008 Subject Something was wrong. Caius stands alone atop a large cliff over looking the water. He was on the island that would soon become his new home, but something was wrong. For the first time in quite sometime, he stood alone. Alone on the island, save for the wild animals. He sighed gently and turns, looking at the island that he had claimed. Something was wrong. He could feel it. Someone or something was watching him, and the watcher was unfriendly. He scans the surroundings quickly with his trained eyes but sees nothing. He snorts and puts his hand on his sword, waiting for those who watched him to reveal themselves. He sees movement within the trees and then a massive troll comes bellowing out of the trees, holding a club in one hand. Caius curses and draws his sword, glancing quickly around. He had no where to go, his back was against a cliff and the troll was charging from his front. He would have to fight. The troll nears him and swings his club. Caius tries to move but doesnt get out of the way in time and is caught in the left shoulder. His bones shatter against the impact of the blow and he is thrown to the ground, screaming in pain and dropping his sword. The troll picks him up, bellowing an awful roar at him. Caius quickly grabs his dagger from his belt with his right hand and hurls it at the trolls face. The dagger sinks into the trolls eye, but instead of dropping Caius, the troll hurls him toward the edge. He bounces once and tries to grab something to stop himself but there was nothing. His eyes widen as he goes over the edge. This was itthis would be his end. "Gods save me." He mutters as he falls toward the water.
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