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Stories of Ansalon from the view of Coria.

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You note the spine bears the word 'Coria' scribed in burnt yellow ink.

Author:    Coria          
Date:      Sat May 30
07:11:17 2009
Subject     What If?

Coria had heard
rumors that the Gods of Kyrnn had returned. She was not
sure she
could believe them either. But every thought of doubt was
lined
with thoughts of 'What if...?' She heard stories as a young
child of how
faithfully her mother prayed each day and the
belssings the gods had given
to them all. She could even remember
a few of the prayers herself from those
same stories. But dare
she try them? Would she be called out as a heratic
and a loon.
'What if.....?' Coria waited till her family slept and for
the
sun to peak over the orchards. She quietly and quickly crept
from bed and
out in to the moring sunlight. 'What if.....?' She
walked briskly through
town toward a small home. She entered as
silently as possible and glanced
around. Every one was still
asleep which caused her to sigh for relief. She
crept up the
stairs and went to the far end of the hall. Standing at the
open
door, Coria studied the young man there. His face was pale and
thin.
Beads of sweat fromed on his brow dispite the cool room.
She walked in and
sat next to the ill man. He had been ill for
some time and Coria missed
every thing about him. It pained her
to see her best friend dying. No doctor
had been able to help
him. And the healers were all said to be frauds. 'What
if.....?'
She shook her head to herself and almost laughed out loud.
'Stop
thinking with your head a minute. If it does not work, no
one will know the
difference and atleast you can stop asking What
if....' She thought to her
self as she made her final discission
Coria leand over the unconscious
figure in the bed and put all
her concentratino in to the first prayer she
had ever prayed. She
prayed with everything in her heart, that the gods heal
her
friend, and bring hope to the small village in which they lived.
She
prayed to Zivilyn, in the same way and conviction her mother
had so proudly
spoke of. She put all her hopes in to that one
prayer. Coria sat up as she
finished her prayer and gasped, her
friend was pulsing with a faint golden
light. The light lasted
only a moment and her friend still slept. She looked
on him
noticing though that even though he still slept, color had
returned
to his skin and his fever was gone. She reached down and
kissed him on the
cheek and left quickly from the home. She would
check in later properly with
the family. But as she walked home
she knew it was no longer a question of
'what if', but 'what
now?' 

Author:    Coria          
Date:      Thu
Jun 11 19:48:23 2009
Subject     Childish
Heartbreak

Coria stood at her window looking down at the
street. A crowd had
gathered at the home down the street. News
flooded through the village
quickly of a young elven mans
recovery from near death illness. Coria felt
happier then any
about it all. There was no doubt in her head that the gods
had in
fact returned after what she had seen. It was what the gods had
done,
through her, that her closest friend was now well. She
would visit again in
the morning and let the family have the day
to celebrate. 

The next day during the morning meal with her
family, Coria ate quietly. Her
mother and father were talking to
each other mostly. When she heard mention
of the young man she
caught herself listening more carefully. She continued
to eat
with out looking up. 

"Now that Orodreth has gotten over this
sickness his father is already set
continue with plans to have
the young man married." This caused her to drop
her fork and look
up. They both seemd to be staring at her. She smiled at
them
shyly. 

"Well now," Her father said to her, "You should be happy
about that. I
suppose you are going to visit him this afternoon
also?" Her father winked
at her as she blushed deeply. "I suppose
I should go and meet with Eledhwen
to work out any details of
course. I will do that this afternoon". 

Coria was not sure she
was really hearing all of this or dreaming it? She
was going to
marry Orodreth. She had loved him secretly for so long. As
soon
as she could she left to visit with him. 

Orodreths Mother
answered the door and greeted her warmly. As she was lead
to the
sitting room, Coria realized they had other company. She
recognized
another of their friends Tari, the girls father and
her mother. 

"Oh, I am sorry I did not realize you had other
company." Coria found
herself blushing a second time that day.
She turned to go when Orodreth
stopped her. 

"Coria, please dont
go we have wonderful news." Her mouth went dry and her
stomace
twisted suddenly. She dreaded his next words. "Tari and I are to
be
wed." 

She heard him say something about them wanting to
share the good news with a
dear friend but she did not stay to
hear much else. She nodded to them and
excused herself.
"Congratulations, but I am still intruding." She then
began
running home. 

Author:    Coria         

Date:      Wed Jun 17 18:51:28 2009
Subject     To
Palanthas

Coria packed quickly what few belongings she
felt she should keep with
her. She had decided after the shock of
her friends announcement that she
had to leave. No one would
believe her if she mentioned the miracle of her
prayer. She also
could not believe how childish she had been to think she
had
loved the young man. 

She left before the son rose. Knowing it
was a risk she headed for the city
of Palanthas. She felt
something pulling her there. Had it been the gods
will that she
should not stay. Perhaps it was those same gods who had given
her
a reason no longer to stay.

Coria pulled the reins tight. Her
horse turned and she looked over the dark
village for the last
time. She spurred the horse back on to the road. Maybe
she would
be back someday. 

As she traveled on she thought back hoping her
note explained enough to her
father. She hoped that her mother
would not be angry for long. Her last hope
is that her family
would be spared from any embarrassment from her leaving.
All
these hopes yet, something in her told her she was doing what was
right.

Author:    Coria          
Date:      Thu
Jun 18 18:14:37 2009
Subject     Introductions in
Palanthas

Her first day in Palanthas, Coria felt lost and
intimidated by everything
around her. She found herself glancing
around the street and back at the map
she had purchased. Nothing
seemed to match the piece of parchment no matter
where she
looked. She glanced again at the map with a sigh and shoved it
in
her pack. Resigned to find help else where she began to scan
the faces of
the crowd passing along the busy street. 

She
noticed a gully dwarf scratching itself and walked quickly to the
other
side of the street.  "Disgusting little things."  She
muttered under her
breath. Reaching the other side of the street
was not much better. A poor
dirty street urchin sat there begging
for coin. Coria quickened her pace.
Once she had put some
distance between herself and the unpleasant stretch of
the street
behind her, she looked again at the passing faces. 

A man caught
her eye walking toward her direction . As he walked, his
armor
seemed to shine in the bright sun. He stopped and talked to
a man for a
moment and then with a nod he continues down the
street. He had a friendly
demeanor. What was better, was that he
was clean. 

She approached him with both a caution and shyness
that was usually unlike
herself. One could never tell, clean did
not always mean safe. He noticed
her then and smiled at her. 


"Do you need any help Miss?" She studied his face a moment more
still
unsure of him. She sighed. She could talk to this man or
stay lost in the
city for what seemed an eternity. He smiled at
her again.  "Miss?"  

 "I am sorry, yes. I am lost" 


He nodded at her and smiled again He looked around the street
 "What are you
looking for?  

She shook her head and almost
laughed at herself. She realized she had no
idea what it was she
was looking for.  "Anything honestly...its my first day
in town
and well Its a new experience for me."  She stepped closer to
him as
he crowds seemed to get thicker around her.  "There are
many people of
different, well..., um cultures here."  

He
looked at her studying her face.  " "Aye. You are...a
Silvanesti?" The
question was asked gently. 

Feeling her pride
surface, she spoke before she could hold her tongue. 
"Of
course I am. I am surprised a human could tell the difference
though.  After
a moment silence. She too k time to rethink what
she had said.  I am sorry
that may have come across impolite
and wrong."  

 "Its fine. I am a Knight of Solamnia and I
have trained my self to be able
to pick out each race by looks
alone. It is an insult to call one another,
if that makes sense"
 It did no make sense but she would not insult someone
willing
to help again and simply nodded. 

 "I suppose that our up
bringing gives us a sense of racial pride. I will
have to remind
myself I am no longer in Silvanost though." 

His smile grew
and again he nodded.  "May i be one of the first to Welcome
you
to Palanthas then, Milady...?"

 "You sir are not as ignorant
as I believed humans to be, I would gladly be
welcomed by you."
 She returned his smile gracefully. 

 "I am Lord Railen
Revon. I welcome you humbly to our fair Lord City." 

 "Thank
you sir, I am Coria"  

 "Well met Milady Coria."  

With
the introductions made, Railen took her to a place called the
imperial
square. He assured her chances of finding what ever it
was she was looking
for would be better there, She smiled and let
him lead the way. 

Author:    Coria         

Date:      Sat Jun 20 16:47:50 2009
Subject     small
planning

Railen and Coria spent the day talking as he
showed her through the city.
Thinking back she was glad she had
confided in him what had brought her to
Palanthas. The human
knight may be able to help her find what is was she was
looking
for. If only she knew what that was exactly. He had taken care
of
her accommodations in the Inn and again she was thankful for
his help. 

As she sat down for her evening meal, Coria over
heard bits and pieces of
talk regarding the temples in the city.
It was then the thought of visiting
a few of the temples became
clear. She quickly finished eating and went to
her room.


Pulling out her map of the city, she took her quill to it
marking what was
now familiar with Railens help. She was able to
locate a few of these
temples then and marked those also. She
would start out in the morning and
try to spend some time at each
one. 

Her plans set, she went to bed early. She slept peacefully
for the first
time in what seemed a very long time. When morning
came she dressed and
headed toward the places she had marked on
her map. 

Author:    Coria          
Date:     
Wed Jul  1 03:34:27 2009
Subject     Bedside
Manner.

The pale elven features on Corias face remained
furrowed with worry as
she sat at Railens bed side. She kept her
hands in her lap, afraid to touch
him again. After being brought
to the Solamnic Keep, she had not left his
side. She was going to
remain there as long as she was permitted. She was
told it was
for her own safety to be there until the crowds had died
down.
She felt she had no choice to do as told. She was happy for
the reason to be
close to the knight as well. 

By now, rumors
were well spread of the elven woman who prays to absent gods.
To
most she would be seen as a heathen with great dramatic effects.
As much
as this terrified her, Coria knew that the will of the
gods must truly be
working around her. She felt completely alone
in her faith. She had already
left her home for her new faith,
and she would still continue to act upon
it. She could do little
more then to pray for continued guidance in the
matter. She only
wished that it would not remain as difficult to do so. 

As she
sat, Railen stirred, bringing her from her deep thoughts. Her
hand
left her lap quickly and she placed it comforting upon his
arm. She was not
sure how long they had been sitting there. She
looked around to see if any
others were near by. She assumed the
other knights were still in giving
report of all that had
happened. She took Railens and in hers and noticed
that more
color had returned to his face. Any doubts she had that she
had
helped, faded then. But could more be done for him? 

He
again slept calmly but this time she continued to hold his hand.
Even if
it was not helping him, the gesture was helping her to
keep her thoughts
focused. She glanced out in to the hall from
her chair. She wondered if all
reports took so long to give and
what all had really happened that was not
told to her. The warmth
of his hand seemed to help take her mind off of her
own fear of
public ridicule. 

A few moments later he again stirred and began
mumbling. Details of his
struggle with the big ogre seemed to
escape his dreams and form barely
audible words. His body shook
and sweat began to pour over his face. She
stood and leaned over
him. Reaching for a cloth nearby, she wiped his brow.
His shaking
body calmed. 

She sat again as his eyes opened. He looked at her
and smiled. 

 "Coria?"  His speech was like a harsh whisper
but music to her ears. He
fell back in to a fitful sleep once
again, leaving her to her thoughts.
Surprised that his health had
much improved in just a days time, Coria found
herself more
confounded by by her quick concern for him. She had always
felt
compassion for others. This seemed to be something more. She
found herself
praying once again, in hopes that her newest friend
would continue to heal. 

Author:    Coria         

Date:      Sun Jul  5 17:59:29 2009
Subject    
Rest

Coria found her self beginning to pace in the guest
room where she had
finally found some rest. The last week had
been a wonderful learning
experience, but had left her feeling
exhausted and drained. She needed to
learn to handle her gifts
more efficiently if she was going to help others
as well.


Railen was healed now, and as much as she enjoyed his company,
she wanted to
leave the keep. She was beginning to feel as
restless as he had. If he had
only remained in bed. She could not
really blame him for his choice though.
In fact if she thought
about it, she would have done the same in his place.
Even so, she
would not let her pride admit that to him 

She felt an almost
mourning like feeling when she thought about her little
cottage.
Newly purchased, and yet she had not even spent a whole
evening
there. She reflected on her plans for the little home and
smiled as she
mentally plotted out what the garden should look
like. The thought seemed to
relax her some and she finally sat.


As she sat with her eyes closed and day dreaming, she sighed
softly. A
sudden chuckle sounded from the door. She looked that
way and found Railen
watching her. She stood and smiled back at
him. She must have looked very
silly there. 

"Good morning,
Railen. I see that you are ready for that walk." This
she
thought to herself, would be a pleasant distraction to her
thoughts. She
took his arm with a graceful nod and they headed
out of the room together. 

Author:    Coria         

Date:      Thu Jul  9 21:55:18 2009
Subject     [FWD]
Written to Beshar Aelthar, of Shoole village in
Silvanesti

[FWD Note] - [195] Coria: Written to
Beshar Aelthar, of Shoole village in Silvanesti

[FWD Date]
- Thu Jul  9 21:53:19 2009

[FWD To  ] - to [Original
to:] segwarides

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My dear father, It
is my hope that this letter finds you, mother and
grandmother
well. I will start by apologizing for leaving Shoole as
quickly
as I departed. I hope as well that in time you will
understand the reasons
that I have left. I am finding many of my
own questions have answers in the
city of Palanthas. I have
bought myself a small cottage close to the sea,
and it reminds me
of home in many ways. I would like very much if the three
of you
would come and see me here. Here I feel even grandmother could
find
help with some of her illness. There is so much that I would
love to share
about my new life with you that I can scarcely put
it all in writing. If you
will agree to come and visit I am sure
to that you may be able to find new
contacts to keep your trade
business open. Palanthas seems to be a thriving
city with many
opportunities. Please pass on my apologies on to Orodreth
and
Tari. I should have at least attended their the ceremony and
supported my
two dearest friends before I left. Again I hope that
you will forgive the
childish way in which I ran away. I know I
was right to leave, but I should
have handled the situation much
better. I hope to hear from you soon. Please
accept my invitation
to visit. I await word from you all. 
 
With my fondest love, 
 
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Author:    Coria          
Date:      Tue
Aug 25 15:36:21 2009
Subject     Last prayer for
Coria

Coria walked along Steel Street, heading toward the
southern part of
Palanthas. She wore a smile on her face after
leaving from the jewelry shop.
She tucked the small trinket she
had in to her satchel. Her smile grew as
she thought of Railens
reaction to the small gem. She would wait no longer
and walked a
little more quickly. 

In her hurry to meet with Railen, Coria
did not notice the men following
her. Nor did she notice as they
came up near her. It was not until the five
men surrounded her
that she realized they were there. She nodded politely to
the
small group. 

 "Can I help you gentlemen?"

 "Aye. We seen
what you did to help that knight and we was wondering if
you
can help a friend of ours." One of the men spoke. She
glanced over them all
with concern. She could not read their
faces and uneasy feeling settled over
her. All of them were human
and much taller then herself. "Please miss, he
is dreadfull
sick". 

After another moment of hesitation she nodded slowly.
The unease was still
there, but she could not refuse to help if
she was needed. She was lead
through the streets to a small
house. She looked around feeling lost and not
even sure of what
area of the city she was in. 

"Hes right this way."  

Coria
was lead to a small dark room. The men seemed to shuffle in
around
her. She gave a nervous swallow. "I will need some light
and to be alone
with your friend, there are too many of
you in here." 

She heard laughter errupt from each of them.
Something told her to get out
of there. She quickly turned and
moved for the door only to find it blocked.
"Looky here the
witch wants to run away".The men moved closer toward her.
She
began to pray as a dagger was thrust in to her chest.


Author:    Coria          
Date:      Wed Jan 
6 20:39:49 2010
Subject     test

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