The Great Library of Palanthas

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Stories of Ansalon from the view of Segwarides.

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Astinus gently places a book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Segwarides' scribed in rich purple ink.


Author:    Segwarides     
Date:      Wed May 20
19:57:00 2009
Subject     Fresh beginnings

Coming from
the town of Kaolyn, Segwarides grew restless hearing
the
continuing rumors of goblins massing in the east. Having
spent a great deal
of his youth learning the plains as well as
the forests of the region, he
felt himself ready to set off to
find out the truth of the rumors. His
father seemed against his
leaving, but when pressed as to why he was
resistant to
Segwarides' leaving, he would not give a conscious
answer,
absently stroking his deeply tanned and clean-shaven
face. His father did
give him an oil-wrapped leather bundle, with
instructions on how to care for
the blade as he left for
Caergoth. Entering the city of Caergoth with the
intent of
gathering both supplies and leads, he eventually took passage
to
Palanthas to see if any information could be found. What he
found was a
Solanmic Knight that seemed to be intent on him
keeping his sword in its
harness. After speaking to the Knight
for some amount of time about his
concerns, he found out that the
Knighthood was expanding in numbers. Perhaps
Segwarides could
join the Knighthood for more training and perhaps the
chance to
stop the goblin hordes that are said to be massing in the
east,
past Lemish. 

Author:    Segwarides    

Date:      Sun May 31 14:58:54 2009
Subject    
Assignment

Sitting within the current command compound of
the Knighthood in
Palanthas, Segwarides was reading a recounting
of the Third Dragon War.
Having lost himself with his reading, he
did not notice until it was nearly
too late that a ranking Knight
had entered the room with him. Hastily
standing and giving a
formal bow, Segwarides was introduced to Lord Railen.
Explaining
to Lord Railen that he was newly recruited into the
Knighthood,
he was awaiting a Knight that was willing to take on
his training. Lord
Railen spoke of other matters before offering
to take the new squire. Being
instructed to turn in early as his
training and duties as a new squire would
begin with the morning
sun, Segwarides went to the barracks that he was
assigned to
await the coming dawn. 

Author:    Segwarides    

Date:      Tue Jun  2 14:59:15 2009
Subject     Training
and mending

After a morning of weapon and tactic training
with Railen, Segwarides was
ordered to buy himself some armor.
Having been raised to make what he used,
the idea of buying new
armor was slightly strange, but it was a command from
his Patron,
and thus must be followed. Taking the pouch containing the
coins
with him, Segwarides went to find a suitable armory.
Glancing into the pouch
he noticed far more steel than he had
ever seen in his short life, but it
was not near enough for new,
so used would have to do. Finding an armory
that at least catered
to the Knighthood was a second challenge that was
surprisingly
more difficult, but in the end completed. Walking into the
front
of the shop, Segwarides noticed right away that most of the armor
was
made for people much taller than him. Hailing the armory
master was a task
due to the busy nature of the establishment,
but when he arrived; Segwarides
placed an order for used with the
exception of a new breastplate fitted to
his frame. Paying for
the goods that were in stock, Segwarides returned to
the training
grounds to await Railen so that he could report that the
new
breastplate would take several months to create and fit
properly. 

Author:    Segwarides     
Date:     
Sun Jun  7 17:54:07 2009
Subject     Choices made

After
riding from the clearing, Segwarides reflected on what
had
transpired that morning with Railen. Being told of the role
of the Defenders
within the nation was something that followed
along with his natural
impulses. Railen was bound by honor of his
grandfather to be in the
Defenders, and Segwarides was bound by
honor to follow his friend and
mentor. Committing himself to the
defense of Solamnia was far more important
to him than becoming a
ranking Knight within one of the other Orders. Railen
was
correct, the Oath is what a Knight must live by, using the
Measure to
guide him. A short time later, after arriving at the
gates of Palanthas, the
feeling of unrest could almost be seen
within the populace. There was
trouble brewing within the lands
of Ansalon, and it was now starting to show
even here in the
Lordcity. Segwarides determined to train to his upmost
potential
to be ready for when the time comes that his sword and
his
abilities would be needed to defend all that he held dear.


Author:    Segwarides     
Date:      Mon Jun 
8 23:56:25 2009
Subject     Troubling news and
responsiblities

Sitting within the library reading a
volume of the Measure, Segwarides
sees Railen all but stagger
into the gathering hall covered in what looked
like blood.
Hurrying to his side, Segwarides checked to see that his
friend
was unhurt. Finding out that another squire had been taken
captive by a band
of goblins and had to be ransomed back did
nothing to ease the concerns over
rumors, but the welfare of the
squire was more important than a group of
goblins. Railen said
that they were near to Tarsis. Immediately Segwarides
asked when
they were going to deal with them. Railen nodded silent
approval
of Segwarides' concerns for the unknown squire, and
spoke to make ready for
the ride within the hour.


Author:    Segwarides     
Date:      Mon Jun
15 02:09:25 2009
Subject     Knighting and
Declaration

After their return from the southern lands,
Railen had spent sometime
within the library's walls. The
Plainsman, Wulf, had decided to return to
Palanthas with the ban
of Knights and squires. Railen seemed contemplative
of him.
Arriving in the library, Segwarides found that Railen was reading
a
report. 'You wished to see me, Railen?' Without taking his
eyes off the
report, Railen nods slowly and indicates the chair
across from him. With
little preamble, Railen speaks, 'I have
petitioned for you to be knighted,
my friend.' Raising an
eyebrow at the statement, Segwarides is slightly
stunned.
'Certainly there is the matter of my time.' Railen waves most
of
the ensuring arguments away. Railen speaks 'You are ready
for this, more so
than I was at you age.' 

The next day,
Railen met with Segwarides in the practice yard. 'The
Council
is ready for us in the chapel. Come, it is now time.'
Following Railen into
the keep's chapel, Segwarides finds that
there were only the members of the
Council present. He is the
only squire to be knighted this day. The acting
High Clerist
beckons to Segwarides to step forward to being then calling
to
the Triumvirate to bless the ceremony. The High Justice begins
by telling
Segwarides to kneel and draw his sword. Holding the
sword's blade vertically
with the hilt over his heart, Segwarides
begins to recite the Oath of
Ennoblement. After the recitation,
he transfers the sword's blade to his
hand and holds out the hilt
to the High Justice. He takes the sword and
gently taps
Segwarides' shoulders before commanding him to rise as a
Knight
of Solamnia. Standing before the Council, Segwarides begs
a moment more of
their time. 'I wish to declare my intent to
remain within the Order of the
Crown as a Defender of the
Crown.' With a nod of approval from Railen toward
Segwarides,
the rest of the Council grants the petition. 

Author: 
  Segwarides     
Date:      Wed Jul  1 21:41:41
2009
Subject     Reporting to the Council

Having seen
Railen safely back to Palanthas was the least of the worries
now
facing the young Knight. Segwarides had seen something that could
be
called a miracle, or that of trickery, but never the less, the
elf woman had
seemingly healed Railen of his most serious wounds.
The gathering crowd
however decided that the elf was a witch of
some sort. Protecting her while
he investigated things further
was a prudent move, and one not regretted.
Seeing that Railen was
out of mortal danger, Segwarides set down to prepare
for his
audience with the Council to give a full report over the battle
near
the Lemish border. 

Standing before the Council was not an
easy thing to do when the time came.
His every action was
questioned; especially the one to bring back all the
wounded to
Palanthas. He felt a good amount of disgrace until the
acting
High Clerist told him that while the campaign near Lemish
was not concluded,
bringing all the wounded was a wise maneuver
for one so new at his role of
Knight. The Council was eager to
hear of the attack on the camp that had
brought Lord Railen into
his present condition. He described what happened
in detail that
he could remember, as most of it was a blur after Railen
was
stomped upon. His killing the ogre was something that caused
him a bit of an
embarrassment as it was the second time he had
clashed against one of the
race and again, walked away with minor
wounds. What was of more a concern
was what had happened after he
had returned with the wounded. About the elf
woman named Coria
seemingly healing Railen after she mumbled what sounded
to
Segwarides as a prayer to one of the 'old' gods. A strange
thing indeed if
it was true. 

Author:    Segwarides   
 
Date:      Sun Jul  5 15:35:37 2009
Subject     Harsh
Reality

Watching Railen and Coria go back into the Keep
with a slight bit of
amusement, Segwarides went to look on the
Plainsman in the infirmary. Seeing
that he was still as much a
hot head as he was on the return to Palanthas,
did not surprise
Segwarides much. If he decided he was going to attempt to
join
the Knighthood, he certainly was going to have to get over that
phase.
True he was good with a sword, but had no where near the
training that was
going to carry him through a major
confrontation with any trained foe. He
would need patience in all
things, and most importantly, he would have to
forget he was the
Chieftain's son and was no better than any other man
within the
ranks of the Knighthood. 

As these thoughts filtered through
Segwarides' mind, Wulf was being tended
by the healers. His jaw
was swollen and bruised, but the semi-conscious
Plainsman didn't
even notice. Waving the healers away and lifting a bucket
of
water, Segwarides splashes Wulf full in the face. " It is time
to get up.
You have had your nap; it is now time to see if you
can handle yourself in a
more controlled setting. Please dry
yourself and meet me in the practice
yard in on hour's time."
Walking away from the infirmary with a slight shake
of his head,
Segwarides knew this was not going to be a pleasant time for
the
Plainsman, with a return campaign to the Lemish border so soon
in
coming. 

Author:    Segwarides     
Date:    
 Sun Jul 12 18:26:49 2009
Subject     Recent
tidings

Picking up some of the recently used practice
equipment, Segwarides
simply shakes his head at how Wulf can be
so wise and yet so foolish at the
same time. His time in the
training yard has been bringing returns, but he
isrough on the
equipment. The other young squires have been commenting him
on
his skill and on his honor. Time is the only thing that he lacks.
Time
that Solamnia does not have to give. Breaking his musings as
Railen shuffles
into the yard, Segwarides completes his task and
turns toward him. "Taking a
stroll outside the city walls,
Railen?" Railen winks and runs a hand through
his hair, "I
wasn't strolling." "It seems that the Lady Kiyohime has taken
a
special interest in your friend, Coria." "It seems that
Coria has some
talents with the healing arts that Kiyohime has
taken her interest in."
Looking at how Railen was shuffling
about and hearing the rumors around the
Keep, Segwarides could
readily guess what was coming next. "What is this
about a
special Council meeting, Railen? It can not be about Wulf,
could
it?" Railen shook his head slightly as he spoke, "Nay,
it has to do with
you, my friend." Raising an eyebrow,
Segwarides responds, "Habbakuk's sake,
tell me this isn't about
the ogre." Chuckling slightly, Railen smiles, "It
might have
something to do with that. I have talked with some of the
Council
about you and they seemed to have taken an interest."
Muttering under his
breath a few more choice curses, Segwarides
turns to face Railen fully. "We
have more important things to
do than spread over-blown deeds of daring."
Railen replies
grimly, "But that is what the Knighthood is all about,
my
friend." "It should not be that, Railen. Vinus Solmanus
must be rolling in
the Dome of Creation to see the Knighthood in
such a state." Nodding in
agreement, Railen continues, "Aye.
But we need good men who can lead in the
position to do so when
needed. I have asked you to grant you more
responsibilities. I
trust in you, my friend. With my life, and the lives of
the
people of Solamnia. Segwarides smirks slightly adding, "As long
as I
don't find you conveniently under another ogre's boot, then
things will have
improved." Railen chuckles then nods, "I
will try not to do that again." 

Author:   
Segwarides     
Date:      Tue Jul 28 20:37:54
2009
Subject     Arrest warrent

*To be posted all
around the surrounding roads and plains of Palanthas*
Let it be
known that two persons of the Red Robes have attacked a
lawful
member of the Knights of Solamnia this day. While shopping
in on of the many
shops within the walls of Palanthas, the Knight
known as Segwarides was
attacked by two Red Robes with no prior
provication. Seeing the attack, Lord
Alenth uth Sbweb, came to
the aid of the then wounded Knight and covered his
withdrawl as
the odds where unfavorable and innocent witnesses were
present.
The two mages have been identified as Leodas and Ciskei
by persons that have
seen them frequently in the mageware shop.
All lawful members of the
Palanthan milita and Knights of
Solamnia should seek to have these two
arrested and brought in
for questioning. As they are mages, they are to be
treated as
highly dangerous. Use extreme caution while dealing with them.


Author:    Segwarides     
Date:      Sat Oct 
3 15:35:09 2009
Subject     The quest of Justice (pt.
1)

Having watched the return of the small group of
squires from the High
Clerist Tower that were subdued by a
goblinoid there, Segwarides was ready
to take the next step in
bringing those persons that murdered Coria to
justice. Sending a
pair of messenges out; one to the Council, and the other
to
Gaelehad, Segwarides waited for the responses that he needed to
have.
Gaelehad returned to the Keep at the behest of the
messenge. "We are ready
to move against those responsible for
Coria's death, Gaelehad. The suspects
were captured. Three
surrendered without a fight but two died when they
attempted to
flee." Gaelehad simply nodded his acknowledgement.
"Gaelehad,
under questioning, those that remained alive told of
someone that was in the
city at the time, and hired them for a
bag of steel to murder Coria. They
was able to inform us that
this individual gave the name 'Supai' and was
from Tarsis. I have
requested the Council to allow myself and a small group
to go and
attempt to bring him to justice for his crime." "Once I have
the
consent of the Council, we will be leaving at once. Make the
final
preperations for the journey. May the Triumverate grant him
the mercy that
he did not grant Coria. We will make certain that
we arrange that meeting."
Gaelehad left to finish his duties
just as Segwarides was called to the
Council. What happened
inside the chamber was kept secret, but heated voices
could be
heard. In the end, Segwarides had his permission to go, but he
was
also taking the squires Etilyn di Delgaard and Blaine di
Caela for "field
experience". This was going to be a long
journey. 

Author:    Segwarides     
Date:     
Mon Nov  9 10:36:37 2009
Subject     Capture and
Escape

A blur, and a bright flash was the last thing
Segwarides could remember.
The rocking of a wagon brought him
back to consciousness to see Gaelehad
chained to the other side
of the wagon, equally beaten, but breathing. A
smelly hobgoblin
sat in the wagon looking bored, with a set of keys on a
ring
dangling off its belt. Segwarides shifted slightly to get a
better look
of the rest of the wagon proved to bring a moment of
pain to the young
Knight. All the others of the supply caravan
were missing, most likely dead,
by the looks of the amount of
weapons scattered about the wagon. The
shackles binding
Segwarides were not the finest craftsmanship, but held
him
securely. Gaelehad began to rouse himself when a distant cry
of pain
sounded. Seeing it as the last, best hope for escape,
Segwarides snapped a
kick to the side of the hobgoblin's knee,
bringing it down in a heap.
Wrapping his legs around the
hobgoblin's neck to choke any sounds from him
was the plan,
however the hobgoblin was stronger than expected. It rolled
with
the entwined knight still attached, pulling him taunt against
the
bonds. Still, the roll was to prove futile as the leg lock
was set and held.
Gaelehad was able to reach a set of keys on the
belt of the thing during the
struggle and freed him of his bonds.
Once freed, the knights looked over
each other's wounds. They
proved superficial and would heal, provided they
could be away
from this band of desert marauders. Arming themselves with
their
own equipment and that of the fallen, the pair heard yet
another
wailing as of something in pain. Looking out the back of
the wagon, they
seen that they traveled near the end of the
caravan. Pointing off to the
distance back the way they came,
they could see a force fighting some sort
of beast. "We make
for them. We do not stop, no matter the cost. May the
Triumvirate
guide us, now go." 

Author:    Segwarides    

Date:      Mon Jan 25 19:59:30 2010
Subject     A
Recounting of events

An excerpt of the Iconochronos of
Astinus of Palanthas:

The small force that was lead by the
Knight of Solamnia, Segwarides T'orgh
came upon the city of
Sanction by dangerous mountain pathways. Lord T'orgh
and his
command were expecting a lightly defended city with the
massive
Dragon Armies set out to conquer the whole of Ansalon.
What they found was
nothing of the sort. A large armada of
warships held the harbor, with barely
enough room to maneuver.
What truly startled the Knights was the amount of
dragons left
behind. Nearly all five chromatic dragon races were present,
but
the only heartening view that could be seen was that they were
fighting
amongst themselves for dominance. Soon after finding the
city, a large band
came upon the Knights, and attacked without
mercy. Many Knights and foot
soldiers lost their lives in that
initial charge. Regrouping against the
over-whelming odds, Lord
T'orgh and his senior Knights began an orderly
withdrawal toward
the east, hoping to reach the Blood Sea. Many days were
spent
trying to out pace the Dragon Armies, until finally the
battered
Solamnics reached their destination. The terrible
Blood Sea of Istar.
Finding enough boats was a difficult
thing, but they were away before the
Dragon Armies could cut off
the final avenue of withdrawal. Of the one
hundred that he
commanded, fewer than seventy made it onto the ships and
into the
Blood Sea. Sailing to the east with the current of the Blood
Sea
was not so difficult a thing, until they ran into minotaur
pirates near
Mithas. The attack was brutal and very effective,
but it did not stop the
Knights from making the cape near
Kalaman. Having seen the wide-spread
armies of the Queen, Lord
T'orgh requested the captain of the vessels to
travel onto
Sancrist and was granted the request. He knew a build up would
be
there and that was where he and his remaining men were needed.


Author:    Segwarides     
Date:      Fri Feb
12 21:39:54 2010
Subject     Duel in the Sand pt
1

Walking along the beach while the members of the
Conclave continued to
sort through tomes and grimores, Segwarides
sees a Red Robe standing
watching a group of what appears to be
younger users of magic. Ending his
trek by stopping beside the
ranking Red Robe, Segwarides studies the younger
mages for a
moment. "Good afternoon, Master Mage. I am Segwarides T'orgh
and
I will be a part of the Knights that is to assist you during
your stay
here." Turning slightly to see whom spoke to him, the
Red Robe snorted
slightly before saying, "I know who you are
Knight, even if you do not
readily recognize me. We have meet
before, shortly before you had an arrest
warrant place upon me
and another." Startled by the blunt announcement,
Segwarides
turns toward the Red Robe. "I know you now, you are the one
known
as Ciskei. I see that you have progressed within the ranks
of your Order."
"As have you, but you have not progressed as
much, it seems. Still just a
lowly errand boy for those that lead
your ancient Order. I would have
thought you better suited for
the stables." Bristling at the slanderous
remarks, Segwarides
looks closely at Ciskei and notices that he seems quite
aggitated
while watching the mages. "I see that my presence is beginning
to
upset you, and your tone toward me is boardering on the line
of a challenge
that should be answered with a duel. I do not
believe that my presence here
is productive to either of us, nor
do I wish to be provoked further. A
messenger can be sent to me
if anything is needed. Good afternoon, Master
Ciskei." Turning
slowly to walk back to the main portion of the encampment
was cut
short by a magical blast of lightning cutting across his path.
"But
I insist that we continue this topic, and I do believe I
will accept your
challenge to a duel. I would so dislike to cause
any trouble between the
Conclave and you Knights", sneers
Ciskei. 
 
To be continued.

Author:    Segwarides    

Date:      Sat Feb 13 00:48:51 2010
Subject     Duel in
the Sand pt. 2

The smug looking mage continued to watch
the Knight before he spoke, "I
believe I will take your
suggestion for a duel to settle things between us."
Segwarides
watched the mage closely before responding, "Then we will use
the
training circle down the shore line after I speak to my
superiors so that
they will know that this is an agreed upon
matter." "Speak to them if you
must, but I do not foresee any
trouble from mine. Unless of course I kill
you, that is."


Given the short amount of time it took to report what had
happened, a large
number of spectators surrounded the ring. There
were equal numbers of both
the Knighthood and the Conclave
present to watch. Having checked his
equipment before stepping
into the ring, Segwarides was certain that the
mage was still
more than he appeared to be. He was soon to be proved
correct.


Chanting in the arcane language, Ciskei began the duel by
throwing what
appeared to be missiles made of pure magical force.
Several thudded into
Segwarides' chest but some were deflected by
the various angles on his
armor. Closing in on melee reach,
Segwarides started measured strikes
against the mage, fearing to
bring him true harm, but with more force that
is reserved for
sparring practice. A few more blinding displays of magic
from
Ciskei forced Segwarides backward before he could bring the mage
down.
Seeing that his spells were beginning to wear down the
Knight, Ciskei began
to stalk around as if looking for a clean
kill, but was surprised by having
his ankle hooked out from under
him by the inside grab of Segwarides' padded
axe. "This duel is
over. I will give you the grace of a draw, but do not
presume to
use your magic here again, in arrogant displays of power." 

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