With the advice of ex-Queen Yrsa the Young, Baroness Alexandra Vorloi rules Zeamark well. In 1026 AC Alexandra's brother Sir Eusebius Vorloi courts and marries Yrsa, adopting her two sons by Hord Darkeye.
With love and care, Alexandra raises the girl Claudia to be a fine young woman, though the girl does sometimes report strange dreams of a past life, and occasional flashes of dark moods. Alexandra does her best to take her adoptive daughter through the dark times.
Roseanna wins the favour of Thyatian Crown Prince Eusebius, and in the fullness of time (1035 AC) the Jarla Roseanna of Suddemark, Knight of the Griffon and Knight of the Air, becomes Duchess of Kerandas, founding a dynasty of mighty warrior knights and priests.
The Duke-Sultan Bravery works on making contacts within the Imperial Court and has a cordial relationship with the Emperor Thincol Torion, though not to the extent of his sister's relationship with the Empress Eriadna of Alphatia. His generosity in returning the Heldannic Knights wins him the friendship of that faction. After a few years in M11 1030 AC Bravery's wife Aleena has a fourth child, Bravery's third son. Also in 1030 the High Road from Karameikos to Alasiya is completed, bringing much trade wealth to both nations.
Bravery income (w 20K trade bonus 1031+):
80,000/year 1026, 27, 28, 29. 30 = 400K
100,000/year 31, 32, 33, 34, 35 = 500K
Total 900K, but need to spend 450K to avoid constraint on money supply.
Alexandra income 30K/year x10= 300K
Roseanna income 6K/year to 1035 = 60K, 75K/year thereafter.
Timeline
1026 AC Oliver Jowett, Patriarch of Specularum, dies after a short illness. He is succeeded by Patriarch Sherlane Halaran, the father of Aleena Halaran. Bishop Alfric Oderbry is named Supreme Leader of the Knights of the Griffon.
1029 AC Death of King Solvi Hardhand of Castellan. When he felt the touch of death upon him he sailed out to battle pirates, propped up by his retainers long enough to die gloriously in battle and go on to Valhalla. His second son Sigurd Strongarm is named his successor, and becomes King of Castellan.
1030 AC The dwarf-built High Road from Karameikos to Alasiya is completed.
1035 AC Roseanna Vorloi becomes Duchess of Kerandas.
Friday, 26 May 2017
End M9 1025 Invasion of Ostland, game ends
Ostland invaded. Roseanna kills the Mage Alrethus. Duke-Sultan William killed in action by warbird Blight Belcher. Heldannic warbird captured and ransomed. Alexandra kills Angelica of Soderfjord. Bravery kills King Hord Darkeye. Ostland's Queen Yrsa surrenders. William's father Jarl Solvi creates the Kingdom of Castellan, with himself as King. Alexandra becomes Lord Warden of Zeaburg, Roseanna is given the Jarldom of Suddemark.
finis
Losses
Heldannic Warbird captured, all but 6 crew & 1 knight killed, others captured, for the loss of William.
Ostland lost 2000 killed by Storm of Vengeance
Of surviving 4000, 2000 killed, 2000 wounded & spared by Jarl Solvi, now King Solvi Castellan.
Total 4000 dead, 2000 wounded
Soderfjord loses 260 dead & 250 wounded
Kill ratio 15 to 1
finis
Losses
Heldannic Warbird captured, all but 6 crew & 1 knight killed, others captured, for the loss of William.
Ostland lost 2000 killed by Storm of Vengeance
Of surviving 4000, 2000 killed, 2000 wounded & spared by Jarl Solvi, now King Solvi Castellan.
Total 4000 dead, 2000 wounded
Soderfjord loses 260 dead & 250 wounded
Kill ratio 15 to 1
Sunday, 15 January 2017
26/12/1021 to M4 1025 AC Master destroyed. War over.
Heroes reach the Master's Inner Lair, where he waits with Alrethus and his greatest champions. The Master is destroyed by Sir Casimir, at the cost of his own life. Heroes flee as his lair collapses. Bravery is slain, but his body later recovered and raised. Alrethus believed to have escaped.
With the Master destroyed, his Juggernauts go mad and his armies are defeated and scattered.
The rest of the Alphatian Navy goes home.
Thyatis temporarily occupies south-east Alasiya, but soon cedes it to Karameikos.
Grand Duke Stefan (F16) becomes King of Karameikos-Alasiya.
William becomes the Duke-Sultan of Alasiya. His wise teachings on the Dream of the Desert Garden are widely admired, and he is soon regarded as a prophet by the Preceptor faction. The Kin Faction are blamed for the Master (who claimed blood kinship with Al-Kalim) and his secret Thanatic cult, and rigorously persecuted by the Preceptors. William rebuilds the Sultan's Palace more glorious than ever.
Roseanna has an audience with Emperor Thincol, presents him with the Vorpal Sword, and becomes acknowledged heir to the Duchy of Kerandas.
Cael marries Solga the Valkyrie, William's cousin, and opens a successful pub in Castellan. He charges people to sit on the Master's white silk cushion.
Princess Hope Karameikos is a favourite of Alphatia's Empress Eriadna the Wise at the Imperial Court of Sundsvall. She seems to be cultivating the young lady for future greatness.
Back in Karameikos, M11 1021 the town of Luln was sacked by a horde of well-organised orcs led by a powerful orc wizard. Sascia of Luln survived the slaughter and claims the orc wizard was really Bargle in disguise.
And now the years of peace begin...
(3 years to spring 1025 AC)
With the Master destroyed, his Juggernauts go mad and his armies are defeated and scattered.
The rest of the Alphatian Navy goes home.
Thyatis temporarily occupies south-east Alasiya, but soon cedes it to Karameikos.
Grand Duke Stefan (F16) becomes King of Karameikos-Alasiya.
William becomes the Duke-Sultan of Alasiya. His wise teachings on the Dream of the Desert Garden are widely admired, and he is soon regarded as a prophet by the Preceptor faction. The Kin Faction are blamed for the Master (who claimed blood kinship with Al-Kalim) and his secret Thanatic cult, and rigorously persecuted by the Preceptors. William rebuilds the Sultan's Palace more glorious than ever.
Roseanna has an audience with Emperor Thincol, presents him with the Vorpal Sword, and becomes acknowledged heir to the Duchy of Kerandas.
Cael marries Solga the Valkyrie, William's cousin, and opens a successful pub in Castellan. He charges people to sit on the Master's white silk cushion.
Princess Hope Karameikos is a favourite of Alphatia's Empress Eriadna the Wise at the Imperial Court of Sundsvall. She seems to be cultivating the young lady for future greatness.
Back in Karameikos, M11 1021 the town of Luln was sacked by a horde of well-organised orcs led by a powerful orc wizard. Sascia of Luln survived the slaughter and claims the orc wizard was really Bargle in disguise.
And now the years of peace begin...
(3 years to spring 1025 AC)
Saturday, 7 January 2017
Mass Battle Rules - Adapted from 'Dragon Pass' board game
Each Unit of 100 warriors has a Combat Rating (CR) and Move (MV). Move is calculated in 15 mile hexes per week, 8 mile hexes per 3 days, or 24 mile hexes per 10 days.
Units combine to form a Battlegroup. Maximum force ratio for determining attacks is 8:1 (8 attacking units per 1 defender). In larger battles 3 Battlegroups can fight on Centre, Left Flank, and Right Flank, with additional forces held in Reserve Battlegroups.
Add up CRs in Battlegroup then roll d6 to determine enemy casualties as a ratio of attacking CR:
d6 Result
1: 1/6
2: 1/4
3: 1/3
4: 1/2
5: 3/4
6: 1/1
Casualties (lowest CRs first, select randomly amongst equal CRs) are removed (routed) - defeated units normally reform at base at half CR strength (rounding down) at least 1 week later. 2 defeated units can reform into 1 full unit. If all enemies in a Battlegroup are routed, the attacker Battlegroup may advance into their position to engage reserve battlegroups, excess damage is then immediately applied to any reserve units.
Each side must choose a Tactical Stance:
Attack - no benefit from terrain modifiers. Attacks first (or simultaneous if the other side also Attacks).
Defend - benefits from terrain defensive modifiers. Attacks last (or no battle if other side also Defends), doubling the CR of surviving units for the purpose of determining enemy losses.
Unit Stats
Peasant Levy Infantry CR 2 MV 3
Regular Infantry CR 3 MV 3
Heavy Foot CR 4 MV 3
Elite Pike Infantry CR 5 MV 3
Hobilars CR 2 MV 5
Light Cavalry CR 3 MV 5
Heavy Cavalry CR 4 MV 5
Knightly Cavalry CR 5 MV 5
Karameikos Unit Stats
Order of the Griffon Heavy Infantry CR 4 MV 3
Ducal Guard CR 5 MV 3
Elvenguard CR 7 MV 5
Black Eagle Guard CR 6 MV 5
Traldar Light Infantry CR 3 MV 4
Alphatian Navy Skyship CR 10 (immune to ground troops & level 1-4 spells) MV 40 (no terrain modifiers)
Heldannic Warbird CR 5 (immune to ground troops) MV 40 (no terrain modifiers)
Monster Unit Stats
Goblin Wolfriders CR 4 MV 5
Goblin Infantry CR 2 MV 3
Orc Infantry CR 3 MV 3
Hobgoblin Infantry CR 4 MV 3
Dwarf Infantry CR 4 MV 3
Gnolls CR 5 MV 3
Bugbears CR 6 MV 4
Ogres CR 7 MV 4
Trolls CR 9 MV 4, CR x 1.5 (14) for taking casualties
Hill Giants CR 10 MV 4
Stone Giants CR 12 MV 5
Frost Giants CR 13 MV 5
Fire Giants CR 14 MV 5
Combat Example: An army of 600 heavy foot CR 4x6=24 attacks an Army of 300 Regular Infantry plus 100 Knightly Cavalry, CR 3x3=9 + 5 = 14, on open ground. The defending commander opts to Defend. The attacking commander rolls first d6 and gets a 5: 3/4 of 24 = 18 enemy CR destroyed. The defenders are overrun and wiped out before they can prepare a defence.
Terrain Modifiers
Open Ground - 1 MV to enter.
Forest/Jungle - 2 MV to enter. Increases CR by 1/2 when selecting casualties.
Marsh/Swanp - 2 MV to enter. Increases CR by 1/2 when selecting casualties.
Hill - 1 MV to enter. Increases CR by 1/2 when selecting casualties.
Hill/Forest - 2 MV to enter. Doubles CR when selecting casualties.
Mountain - 3 MV to enter pass, otherwise impassable. Doubles CR when selecting casualties
River - Costs 1 MV to cross river. Halves CR of unit attacking across river.
Ford - as open ground.
Fortress/Town - 1 MV to enter. Doubles CR when selecting casualties. Fortification. Maximum 10 units may be inside a town. Maximum 3 units may be inside a fortress.
Stockade/Village/Temple - 1 MV to enter. Increases CR by 1/2 when selecting casualties. Fortification. Maximum 3 units may be inside a stockade or village. Maximum 2 units may be inside a temple.
Ridge - 1 MV to cross upslope. Halves CR of units attacking upslope.
Road - costs 0.5 MV to move along road.
Track - costs 1 MV to move along track. For each 2 hexes (30 miles) travelled along track the next hex can be entered at no cost.
Hero Modifier: A unit accompanied by a Hero (5e level 11-16, Classic Level 15-25) gains +1 to CR. A unit accompanied by a Legendary Hero (5e level 17-20, Classic Level 26-36) gains +2 to CR. One Hero or Legendary Hero may accompany & give bonus to any one unit. Thieves/Rogues do not count as Heroes for this purpose (but may be used for spying, assassination etc).
Hero Parties: Up to 10 Heroes may form an independent unit. Calculate CR as follows, rounding all fractions down.
Per Lesser Hero (5e level 5-10, Classic Level 7-14): 0.25
Per Hero: +0.5 CR
Per Legendary Hero: +1 CR
Hero Party Example: A party of 4 Legendary Heroes (1x4=4) and 6 Heroes (0.5x6=3) has a total CR of 7, making it stronger than 200 regular infantry (CR 6) or 100 veteran cavalry (CR 5).
Hero Survival
Heroes in a defeated unit roll d6 to see if they survive. Otherwise they are killed/captured.
Lesser Hero: Roll 4+ accompanying Unit, 5+ in Hero Party
Hero: Roll 3+ accompanying Unit, 4+ in Hero Party
Legendary Hero: Roll 2+ accompanying Unit, 3+ in Hero Party
PC Heroes who fail their Survival role are either captured or left for dead on the battlefield, normally with a permanent injury or other loss (exception - certain undead enemies will always kill Heroes).
Dragons as Heroes (Classic Rules)
HD 1-7: Lesser Hero
HD 8-14: Hero
HD 15+: Legendary Hero
Dragons as Heroes (5e Rules)
Young: Lesser Hero
Adult: Hero
Ancient: Legendary Hero
Dragons double their CR for attack purposes only. Eg a Legendary Hero Dragon accompanying a unit gives +4 CR to a unit attack, or adds +2 CR to a Hero Party's attack.
Add up CRs in Battlegroup then roll d6 to determine enemy casualties as a ratio of attacking CR:
d6 Result
1: 1/6
2: 1/4
3: 1/3
4: 1/2
5: 3/4
6: 1/1
Casualties (lowest CRs first, select randomly amongst equal CRs) are removed (routed) - defeated units normally reform at base at half CR strength (rounding down) at least 1 week later. 2 defeated units can reform into 1 full unit. If all enemies in a Battlegroup are routed, the attacker Battlegroup may advance into their position to engage reserve battlegroups, excess damage is then immediately applied to any reserve units.
Each side must choose a Tactical Stance:
Attack - no benefit from terrain modifiers. Attacks first (or simultaneous if the other side also Attacks).
Defend - benefits from terrain defensive modifiers. Attacks last (or no battle if other side also Defends), doubling the CR of surviving units for the purpose of determining enemy losses.
Unit Stats
Peasant Levy Infantry CR 2 MV 3
Regular Infantry CR 3 MV 3
Heavy Foot CR 4 MV 3
Elite Pike Infantry CR 5 MV 3
Hobilars CR 2 MV 5
Light Cavalry CR 3 MV 5
Heavy Cavalry CR 4 MV 5
Knightly Cavalry CR 5 MV 5
Karameikos Unit Stats
Order of the Griffon Heavy Infantry CR 4 MV 3
Ducal Guard CR 5 MV 3
Elvenguard CR 7 MV 5
Black Eagle Guard CR 6 MV 5
Traldar Light Infantry CR 3 MV 4
Alphatian Navy Skyship CR 10 (immune to ground troops & level 1-4 spells) MV 40 (no terrain modifiers)
Heldannic Warbird CR 5 (immune to ground troops) MV 40 (no terrain modifiers)
Monster Unit Stats
Goblin Wolfriders CR 4 MV 5
Goblin Infantry CR 2 MV 3
Orc Infantry CR 3 MV 3
Hobgoblin Infantry CR 4 MV 3
Dwarf Infantry CR 4 MV 3
Gnolls CR 5 MV 3
Bugbears CR 6 MV 4
Ogres CR 7 MV 4
Trolls CR 9 MV 4, CR x 1.5 (14) for taking casualties
Hill Giants CR 10 MV 4
Stone Giants CR 12 MV 5
Frost Giants CR 13 MV 5
Fire Giants CR 14 MV 5
Combat Example: An army of 600 heavy foot CR 4x6=24 attacks an Army of 300 Regular Infantry plus 100 Knightly Cavalry, CR 3x3=9 + 5 = 14, on open ground. The defending commander opts to Defend. The attacking commander rolls first d6 and gets a 5: 3/4 of 24 = 18 enemy CR destroyed. The defenders are overrun and wiped out before they can prepare a defence.
Terrain Modifiers
Open Ground - 1 MV to enter.
Forest/Jungle - 2 MV to enter. Increases CR by 1/2 when selecting casualties.
Marsh/Swanp - 2 MV to enter. Increases CR by 1/2 when selecting casualties.
Hill - 1 MV to enter. Increases CR by 1/2 when selecting casualties.
Hill/Forest - 2 MV to enter. Doubles CR when selecting casualties.
Mountain - 3 MV to enter pass, otherwise impassable. Doubles CR when selecting casualties
River - Costs 1 MV to cross river. Halves CR of unit attacking across river.
Ford - as open ground.
Fortress/Town - 1 MV to enter. Doubles CR when selecting casualties. Fortification. Maximum 10 units may be inside a town. Maximum 3 units may be inside a fortress.
Stockade/Village/Temple - 1 MV to enter. Increases CR by 1/2 when selecting casualties. Fortification. Maximum 3 units may be inside a stockade or village. Maximum 2 units may be inside a temple.
Ridge - 1 MV to cross upslope. Halves CR of units attacking upslope.
Road - costs 0.5 MV to move along road.
Track - costs 1 MV to move along track. For each 2 hexes (30 miles) travelled along track the next hex can be entered at no cost.
Hero Modifier: A unit accompanied by a Hero (5e level 11-16, Classic Level 15-25) gains +1 to CR. A unit accompanied by a Legendary Hero (5e level 17-20, Classic Level 26-36) gains +2 to CR. One Hero or Legendary Hero may accompany & give bonus to any one unit. Thieves/Rogues do not count as Heroes for this purpose (but may be used for spying, assassination etc).
Hero Parties: Up to 10 Heroes may form an independent unit. Calculate CR as follows, rounding all fractions down.
Per Lesser Hero (5e level 5-10, Classic Level 7-14): 0.25
Per Hero: +0.5 CR
Per Legendary Hero: +1 CR
Hero Party Example: A party of 4 Legendary Heroes (1x4=4) and 6 Heroes (0.5x6=3) has a total CR of 7, making it stronger than 200 regular infantry (CR 6) or 100 veteran cavalry (CR 5).
Hero Survival
Heroes in a defeated unit roll d6 to see if they survive. Otherwise they are killed/captured.
Lesser Hero: Roll 4+ accompanying Unit, 5+ in Hero Party
Hero: Roll 3+ accompanying Unit, 4+ in Hero Party
Legendary Hero: Roll 2+ accompanying Unit, 3+ in Hero Party
PC Heroes who fail their Survival role are either captured or left for dead on the battlefield, normally with a permanent injury or other loss (exception - certain undead enemies will always kill Heroes).
Dragons as Heroes (Classic Rules)
HD 1-7: Lesser Hero
HD 8-14: Hero
HD 15+: Legendary Hero
Dragons as Heroes (5e Rules)
Young: Lesser Hero
Adult: Hero
Ancient: Legendary Hero
Dragons double their CR for attack purposes only. Eg a Legendary Hero Dragon accompanying a unit gives +4 CR to a unit attack, or adds +2 CR to a Hero Party's attack.
Friday, 6 January 2017
26/12/1021 Third attack on Master's Fortress
Party retreat on airship and stay the night with Count William's family at Castellan 40 miles north, returning next day with Cael's new girlfriend, a cousin of William, & her dragon. Fierce fighting in the upper two levels leaves dead: 25 Followers F7, 6 Initiates C9, 4 High Priests C12. William uses Disintegrate to destroy a plug that would have sealed the tube down to the third level, believed to be the Master's final refuge.
Castellan pop 15000 (town 6000); 11 dragonriders + William.
Solga F14 born 998 is niece of Jarl Solvi (b. 953 - he's 68) and sister to Solur the Grim (also F14, b. 996). Her father Ivar Lockhand fell in battle when she was 2 years old, her mother 10 years later.
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| Solga Dragontongue the Valkyrie of Castellan, shortly after depilating. |
Solga F14 born 998 is niece of Jarl Solvi (b. 953 - he's 68) and sister to Solur the Grim (also F14, b. 996). Her father Ivar Lockhand fell in battle when she was 2 years old, her mother 10 years later.
Thursday, 5 January 2017
25/12/1021 Second attack on the Master's Fortress
M11-12 1021
Frosto raised by Scroll. Invasion of Alasiya.
Alphatian intervention with Hope & Empress Eriadna, 20 ships.
Capture of Ylaruam city, 4 Alphatian ships destroyed along with the Master's 10 ships, but attack on the Master fails. Master believed fled to hidden lair. Eriadna & 10 ships return to Alphatia, leaving 6 under Captain Argilis to complete the defeat of the Master's forces.
25/12/1021
Second attack on Master's lair. The first having been aborted by Blackrazor breaking free of his sword. This time the PCs approach his mountain lair on an Alphatian airship.
Frosto raised by Scroll. Invasion of Alasiya.
Alphatian intervention with Hope & Empress Eriadna, 20 ships.
Capture of Ylaruam city, 4 Alphatian ships destroyed along with the Master's 10 ships, but attack on the Master fails. Master believed fled to hidden lair. Eriadna & 10 ships return to Alphatia, leaving 6 under Captain Argilis to complete the defeat of the Master's forces.
25/12/1021
Second attack on Master's lair. The first having been aborted by Blackrazor breaking free of his sword. This time the PCs approach his mountain lair on an Alphatian airship.
Monday, 24 October 2016
To 8/11/1021 Frosto is killed
6/11/1021 Fly north to Highreach.
7/11/1021 Cross the mountains and reach Grand Duke Stefan's camp outside Selenica.
8/11/1021 Night attack on Desert Nomad fort in the pass east of Selenica, Frosto is killed in the battle - two red dragons (small, large) and three desert nomad champions (2 Fighter & 1 Wizard) killed. Plan to send to Specualarum for Oliver Jowett to scribe a scroll of Raise Dead Fully.
7/11/1021 Cross the mountains and reach Grand Duke Stefan's camp outside Selenica.
8/11/1021 Night attack on Desert Nomad fort in the pass east of Selenica, Frosto is killed in the battle - two red dragons (small, large) and three desert nomad champions (2 Fighter & 1 Wizard) killed. Plan to send to Specualarum for Oliver Jowett to scribe a scroll of Raise Dead Fully.
Friday, 14 October 2016
21/10 to 4/11 1021 AC Skirkatkla's end
21/10: Battle with Tomb Giant & its Necromantic creations in Skirkatla's tomb. Skirkatla's phylactery - rusty iron chain link - located and destroyed, finally destroying her.
23/10: Alexandra recovered from her wounds, Baron Vadarin thanks the party.
25/10: Reach Specularum, confirm Duke's Army is at Duke's Road Castle, about to cross the mountains to Selenica.
4/11: Finish rest, studying, commissioning item alterations etc in Specularum. Alexandra is now a full Paladin of the Unstained Spirit, able to employ Clerical spells. Preparations are made for the formal burial of Sir Thincol Vorloi.
23/10: Alexandra recovered from her wounds, Baron Vadarin thanks the party.
25/10: Reach Specularum, confirm Duke's Army is at Duke's Road Castle, about to cross the mountains to Selenica.
4/11: Finish rest, studying, commissioning item alterations etc in Specularum. Alexandra is now a full Paladin of the Unstained Spirit, able to employ Clerical spells. Preparations are made for the formal burial of Sir Thincol Vorloi.
Saturday, 1 October 2016
To 21/10/21 (night)

Party battles tomb guardians then returns to Keep, meets with Baron Vadarin. News has arrived that the Army of Karameikos is marching north to Duke's Road Keep, preparatory to crossing the mountains before winter snows close the pass, and may already have reached the Keep. Also Bargle's apprentice was murdered on the way south by persons unknown. Messages are dispatched. Cael drinks with Vadarin long into the night & gives him romantic advice...
Next day is sunny and clear. Cael Roseanna William Bravery Valerios & Elbereth head north after dark on Frosto, enter the tomb (Bravery hit by lightning from a sudden storm) and defeat Skirkatla (again) - but fear she is not yet fully laid to rest... Roseanna believes a Phylactery of some kind must exist in the tomb.
Saturday, 17 September 2016
To 20/10/21 Frost Giants Defeated
Dwarves under Cael attack the rear of frost giants assaulting Castellan Keep, capturing traitorous wizard. Count William killed by Slay Living, but giants defeated, only 44 escape. 10 days later William raised & healed by a recovered Roseanna. Rumours that Skirkatla, whose body vanished, has been seen again. Party goes to investigate her Tomb.
Monday, 12 September 2016
Night before the frost giant assault
Cael rubbed his finger tips onto the red mark that his sword stealth had bourne into the skin below his collarbone.
The march had been long and hard going. There had been no time for rest along the trail into the mountains. Although Dwarves were hardy folk, at least one meal a day was preferable, especially when marching on harsh terrain, in the bitter cold.
Cael was still nursing the minor wound the frost troll scout had delt him that morning.
It was so strange to him, in hindsight, that he should have stood at the head of an army, rallied his troops with a war cry, atop a fresh kill.
Cael had never considered himself to be a proper Dwarf, let alone worthy of his title. Or at least that was the impression his father had given him...
A bitter irony that Gardik`s death had forced Cael to become the Dwarf his father had wanted him to be. Yet he'd never lived to see it.
His younger brother's blood was still on the flagstones outside the grand entrance to their father's stronghold.
Cael was in a pensive mood that evening. Far from his cheerful self. At least he had a lot to be pensive about.
Tomorrow he might very well breathe his last. In defence of human lands. For a woman who didn't give him a second glance...
Cael reflected, not for the first time, he needed a strong ale.
`Sulking brother?` Tela grunted.
Cael raised his eyebrows.
`You'd make a fine rogue Sister`, he quipped back morosely.
`Simple, sneaking up on someone as deaf as you` Tela countered.
She sat down heavily onto the other end of Cael`s bed role.
`Still pining for the prissy bitch` she said, in a matter a fact tone.
Cael actually blushed.
`Sister!` he retorted, `The white Dame...`
Tela snorted, `Brother, go find yourself a bar maid, that woman is never going to look twice at you, and besides a bar wench would be a better roll in the hay no doubt`
Cael was about to snap something back, but thought better of it.
Plus Tela took that moment to produce a bottle of fine brandy from under her cloak.Which certainly helped to smooth over her harsh pronouncements.
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They were half way through the brandy before Tela revealed the reason for her visit.
`Brother, I found this among our father's things` Tela slurred, patting Cael on the back with flushed cheeks.
She handed him a letter. It looked rumpled, like someone had tried to ball it up and throw it away.
Cael carefully pealed the pages open. Curious at the importance of it. Tela never much cared for writing if it was not for strategic use.
The letter read...
Dear Garik Thordean (they spelt fathers name wrong to start with!)
It has taken my family much time to acquire your whereabouts. We have also dispatched this letter via a specialist courtier, as no usual rider will venture that far into the mountains. Therefore given the amount of trouble this has been, you can understand why we have instructed the courtier to expect payment from you.
I am writing to you, as the head of the Stone family. It is concerning your son, a one Cael, I believe.
It is of deep disappointment to both our families, that our niece, Layla, bourne your son's bastard. However as we have cared for the child for a full year now, we feel it is high time you offered some form of support!
We are a small family and poor. We cannot support extra mouths.
Layla was my niece, despite shaming herself so acutely. I took her into my home at the pleading of her father. However since she has passed on, with your son's name on her feverish lips no less! We cannot extend the same care to a halfbreed child, when we can barely support ourselves.
Therefore I feel a payment of 5 gold a week is suitable. To support the child.
Or else we shall be forced to leave the child at a charitable institution.
Yours sincerely
Marcus Stone
I eagerly await your reply
Cael stared at his rosy faced sister in horror.
Tela laughed, `congratulations brother, you're a proud father`, slapping him on the back.
Sunday, 11 September 2016
PC Roster
Baroness Alexandra Vorloi Fighter 10 (Paladin) XP 367,000 HP 65
Bastur Doran Fighter 10 XP 360,000 HP 67
Saherah Elf 9 XP 407,000 HP 35+1d6
Natarina (retd) Magic User 9 XP 412,000 HP 24
Baron Bravery Fighter 11 XP 505,000 HP 67
Cael Thoradan Dwarf 9 XP 353,000 HP 58
Count William Magic User 13 (14) XP 906,000 HP 41
Dame Roseanna Cleric 12 XP 547,037 HP 47
Bastur Doran Fighter 10 XP 360,000 HP 67
Saherah Elf 9 XP 407,000 HP 35+1d6
Natarina (retd) Magic User 9 XP 412,000 HP 24
Baron Bravery Fighter 11 XP 505,000 HP 67
Cael Thoradan Dwarf 9 XP 353,000 HP 58
Count William Magic User 13 (14) XP 906,000 HP 41
Dame Roseanna Cleric 12 XP 547,037 HP 47
Saturday, 10 September 2016
To 6/10/21 Assault on Castellan Keep
Bravery & Frosto hunt and kill an ice troll patrol at the south edge of the Freestead Valley.
The Keep's trebuchets are incinerated in a dragon surprise attack.
Cael reaches his clan and persuades them to aid Baron Vadarin. Moving east they surprise and wipe out an ice troll patrol.
The enemy red dragon is lured into an ambush by Frosto and killed. That night the frost giants launch a massive assault on the Keep. Skirkatla breaches the south wall but is killed by Bravery.
The dwarves attack the frost giants in the rear.
The Keep's trebuchets are incinerated in a dragon surprise attack.
Cael reaches his clan and persuades them to aid Baron Vadarin. Moving east they surprise and wipe out an ice troll patrol.
The enemy red dragon is lured into an ambush by Frosto and killed. That night the frost giants launch a massive assault on the Keep. Skirkatla breaches the south wall but is killed by Bravery.
The dwarves attack the frost giants in the rear.
Friday, 2 September 2016
To 2/10/1021 Siege of Castellan Keep
Giant assault on Castellan Keep begins. Defenders take heavy losses to giant boulders. William summons a Magma Elemental that drills a hole from the lava lake beneath the keep, lava covers the entry path preventing the giants from reaching the castle. Over the next five days the siege continues; Roseanna is killed by Skirkatla's dragon but recovered later by Alexandra & co.
Friday, 12 August 2016
To ca 25/9/1021 AC War with the Giants
From Castellan Keep the PCs raid the giant plateau fortress several times. inflicting casualties including a pristess of Urgathoa. As the first snows of winter begin to fall unnaturally early the giant armies are assembling. The PCs attack and destroy a squadron of 20 frost giants west of the Freestead valley.
Wednesday, 10 August 2016
Roseanna Origins
House Halathius and Count Wolfram
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Wolfram Halathius was born as the sole heir of House Halathius and its county in 860. This country had been gifted to the Halathius family hundreds of years ago by the Imperial Royal family due to their military service. While the Halathius family at first felt cheated due to their landing being nothing more than mountains, this changed when they discovered by to their surprise that these mountains where rich in minerals and ores. To this day the County of Halathius still supplies the Empire of Thyatis with the majority of minerals and ores used in everyday life. However, what the County of Halathius was truly know for was its gold mines. Over the centuries a seemly endless amount of gold had been mined from the mountains of Halathius. Within the capital city of Goldleaf, many of the finest jewellers and goldsmiths in all of Thyatis can be found crafting exquisite jewellery which is sought after by many wealthy family all over the Empire. Due to the vast trade in mineral, ores, and especially gold, House Halathius quickly became the wealthiest family in all of the Empire, matched only by the Imperial Royal family. As such many other nobles thought the Empires history has tried to marry into House Halathius in order to get a stab at the families’ famed wealth. However, the Halathius family proved to be fairly reclusive in their dealings with other noble Thyatcian families, becoming reticent to marry off members of their family to other noble houses due fear of their greed. As such, by the time of Wolfram’s birth House Halathius had stagnated, and leaving his branch of the family the sole heirs to the County of Halathius and the family’s vast wealth. Despite pressure from his father to marry into another noble family, Wolfram instead made it his occupation in life to spend his days traveling the world and learning about its different cultures. From a young age Wolfram had gained this interested from both his families own insular habits, but also out of a dislike for Thyatcian culture in general. The County of Halathius had no coliseums of their own and even when the young Wolfram had been brought to the great coliseums in Thyatis, he found the sport repugnant and barbarous. Instead of trained in the classical manner of a fighter, Wolfram
instead sought to understand the mysteries of magic and master this arcane art. Wolfram spent the better part of his first forty years of life traveling the world as an adventurer and going out on many famed expeditions and quests. Through his time abroad Wolfram became very worldly and culturally refined, fancying himself a scholar and a gentlemen. The famed wealth of his family could buy Wolfram virtually anything he could desire in Thyatis, yet he fancied more exotic wonders from around the world as he felt own such things made himself seem more sophisticated and refined then his noble contemporaries. However, more than anything else, Wolfram sought to one day own an estate on the famed Protectorate of Sciaras, for it was on this island that Wolfram believed the truly enlightened and cultured folks of Thyatis lived. Wolfram’s dream and travels where put on a halt when in 902 his father died, leaving him the count of Halathius and thus responsible for running the county. It took Wolfram several years to get used to this position and by this point in his life he was middle aged and unmarried with no heirs. Even still his dream of becoming a estate owning member of Sciaras continued to burn in his heart, and Wolfram still went adventuring at any available opportunity he could. Wolfram even restored to using potions of longevity to maintain keep his physical age at around 35, which he believed made him still look young and handsome, but old enough to be cultured and wise. It was not until 948 that Wolfram finally achieved his dream and got an estate on Sciaras that he began to seriously think about getting married. Despite being 88 at this time, many noble families still wished to marry their daughter to Wolfram due to his money and youthful appearance produced thanks to his powerful magic. Finally in 950, after several decade of putting it off, Count Wolfram Halathius was engaged and married at the age of 90, much to the chagrin of many of noble houses in Thyatis based upon whom he had decided to marry.
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A Strange Paring
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Amongst his many travels, the one land that Wolfram had found most interesting of all was the elfish kingdom of Alfheim. To Wolfram, the culture of the elves was truly fascinating, especially do to their interest in a simple life in tune with Mother Nature. To most of the Alfheim elves Wolfram was nothing more than a wealthy and ostentatious lord from a powerfully human empire, and they tried as best they could to pay little attention to him. Out of all the ruling clans in Alfheim, only one greeted Wolfram with open arms, that being the Clan Chossum. The members of Clan Chossum had always been fond of dealing with wealthy foreigners, for they thought it would be a great opportunity for them to get elfish products into the world. As the merchants of Alfheim, Clan Chossum sought greater economic expansion beyond simply Alfheim and to line their own pockets with the world’s gold. As such, the Chossum elves welcomed Wolfram into their fold and became very friendly with him over the years. Wolfram even became close friends with the enigmatic clanmaster of Chossum, Lynnwyl, due to Wolfram’s interest in elvish products and his families’ mercantile connections all over Thyatis.
However, what really ensnared the young Wolfram’s heart was Lona Chossum, the beautiful niece of Lynnwyl. Unlike most of the Chossum elves who had dark hair, Lona had snow white locks that she had gotten from her mother who was a Callarii elf from the land that would eventually became known as the Grandy Duchy of Karamekios. Even amongst the Chossum Lona’s longing for material wealth was highly strange, for she did not like how little in terms of wealthy her clan could provide her. While she was only 250 years old by the time Wolfram was formerly met her in 894, Lona had become infamous amongst for her expensive tastes and high opinion of herself, making her gain the name of the Lady Dwarf by many of the other elves. Lona had even spent many years adventuring solely so she could fund her extravagant lifestyle and to intermingle with lords and ladies who had the lifestyle she sought. Despite her natural beauty even amongst elfish standards, her
personality made even Chossum elves raise their eyebrows and shake their heads. And when Lona met the heir to the wealthiest family in all of the Empire of Thyatis, she jumped on the opportunity to go adventuring with him. While at first motivated by her own self-interests, Wolfram and Lona became very close over the many decades they went adventuring together. Both where often noted for flirting with each other on adventures and taking the piss out of each other. This comradery eventually blossomed into love, for it was Lona whom Wolfram announced that he wanted to marry in 949, which confused many noble families in Thyatis. Wolfram believed that only Lona was good enough to be his wife, for he know her better than anyone else thanks to their decades of experience, and he could also affair her expensive tastes thanks to his families’ wealth. Lynnwyl blessed the marriage, seeing that it was a very lucrative business deal for his clan, and in 950 Wolfram finally got married.
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The Children of Wolfram and Lona Halathius and the Expansion of House
Halathius
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Over the course of the first decade of their marriage Lona gave birth to four children, Arathana (952), Yenrry (954), Ricamros (956), and Alistana (958). The children of House Halathius where known throughout the Empire due to their strange elvish beauty and snow white hair thanks to their mother. Wolfram knew that it was difficult marrying off his children in Thyatis due to their strange appearances due to the fear of his house stagnating again, but he got the opportunity thanks in part to the Alphatian Spike of 960. Wolfram saw this event as a great name for his family to gain recognition in the Empire, and he and Lona used their experience from decade of adventuring to help the champion of the people, Thincol the Brave. Their fighting prowess, especially Wolfram mastery of magic, proved invaluable to the young Thyatcian gladiator in driving out the Alphtian invaders. When Thincol was crowned emperor of Thyatis Wolfram continued to support him as an advisor and fighter during the two years it took to reclaim the territory that the Empire had lost during the assault. With the repute of a great hero, the respect of the new emperor, the wealth of House Halathius and the massive shift of the political landscape thanks to the Alphatian Spike, Wolfram made his move to gain political power in the empire for his family. Wolfram set up his oldest son Yennry to inherit the county from him and made an arrangement with another powerful merchant family for Yennry to marry one of their daughters. For his second oldest son Ricamros, Wolfram sent him to train in the military in order to be a great general and also arranged a marriage with the neighbouring House Kantrium to marry the eldest daughter who was to be the next duchess so that he would be the Duke of Katrium. Wolfram had his youngster daughter Alistana marry a member of the ruling Retebius family to get into the good graces of another neighbouring duchy to the County of Halathius and also due to the Duchy of Retebius progression in using winged beasts to increase the military might of Thyatis. However, his biggest political move came about with the
marriage of his eldest daughter Arathana.
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The First Granddaughter and the Tragedy at Sea
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Wolfram had set his sights on marrying Arathana off to the Alexander Kerendas, the new Duke of Kerendas. Alexander’s father had died during the Spike, and due to him being the eldest son it was his duty to one day inherit the Duchy of Kerendas. Wolfram saw this situation as a great motivator in marrying of his eldest daughter off to Alexander, due to the Duchy of Kerendas’ position in the Empire as one of the largest and most profitable duchess in all the land. As such in 970, Alarthana got married to Duke Alexander Kerendas, becoming the Duchess in the process. Two years later, their first and only daughter, Julia Kerendas was born. Much like her mother, aunts, and uncles, Julia was noted for her white hair, although her elvish features where not as strong as her mothers. Wolfram and Lona where delighted with the birth of their first grandchild and made any excuses they could to come to Castle Kerendas to visit. With everything going to plan, Wolfram convinced the young Duke Alexander to meet with Grand Duke Stefan in the newly founded Grand Duchy of Karameikos. Wolfram reasoned that it would be a good idea to set up a trade agreement with the new country, for Stefan would need a strong cavalierly if he wanted to tame the wild land and it would be a lucrative deal for decades to come. So in 973 Duke Alexander boarded a boat bound to Specularum with his wife and daughter, much to his own chagrin. Alexander had wanted to go alone, but Arathana had insisted that she wanted to go, wishing to see the world and experience its wonders much like the stories her mother and father told her when she was growing up. Julia would also come for every time she was without her mother she would continually cry and cause the maids of Castle Kerendas much grief. Alexander had raised his concerns with Wolfram, but the count had stated it would wise to take his beloved eldest daughter and their child, not only to make Arathana happy, but to also make Stefan believe that Alexander was good family man and was serious enough about the talks that he would be willing to take his family with him to Specularum as the negotiations would take some time. Thus the boat carrying the Kerendas family left for
Specularum in 973. The boat was at first gone for a few weeks as schedule, and then those weeks stretched into months with word from Specularum that the Duke and Duchess of Kerendas never arrived. Even after a great search and the use of Wolfram’s impressive magical abilities, the mystery of the missing vessel still persisted. After an exhausted 6 month search, the ship was labelled lost, and its crew and passengers presumed dead. This tragedy hit brought great sadness to House Halathius, even more so to Wolfram who had insisted on Alexander taking both Arathana and Julia for the ride. Even with this tragedy, the rest of Wolfram marriages went off without a hitch, and by the end of the century his family had gained even more political power and wealth then even he could have predicted. So much so, that Ricamros, who had become close to Imperial Prince Eusebius during his military days, had his son marry Eusebius’ eldest daughter. With this and Yenrry taking over the County in his stead, Lona and Wolfram retired to their estate on the Protectorate of Sclaras, where they still live to this day. Even with all these great accomplishments added to the many accolades famed Wolfram had gained during his long life, the loss of his eldest daughter and first granddaughter is said to still burn in his heart.
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The White Haired Maiden and the Baron in Black
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In 973, fisherman from what would become known as the Black Eagle Barony found a strange site while at sea. It was a foggy day at first, but it was not the fog that was strange, instead the sound of a child crying in the middle of the ocean. As they got closure to the sound they found a young child wrapped in the blanket onto of a panel of wood adrift at sea. Confused the fisherman picked up the child only to notice her white hair. Not knowing what to make of this and with no responses from any other vessels in the as they called into the fog, they took the strange girl back to them to a remote village. There the Traldarian priest listened to the fisherman’s story, and due to the superstitious nature of these people, that it was a miracle that this child had survived at sea for the Immortals know how long, and was thus seen as a good omen. The young girl was eventually adopted by a local tavern keeper and his family, who saw an increase in the client base with this adoption. People from nearby villages came to see the whited haired child, and it did not take long for her to become famous in the local area as a result. The white haired girl was given the name Anya, and as she when she grew up she became a barmaid at her family’s tavern. Her fame was such that many wealthy local men sought her hand in marriage, although the shy Anya always would say no, preferring to stay with her family. However, this all changed in 990 when Grand Duke Stefan announced that his cousin, Ludwig von Hendriks, would become the baron in charge of the land in which Anya lived. All of a sudden people became less cheerful as the Barons soldiers came in demanding money or the citizens would face death. The people of the Barony became scared as random people would go missing and that the Ludwig didn’t do anything about. One night while walking home from an errand Anya herself was ambushed and capture by members of the Iron Ring. Anya’s captors had heard about the famed White Maiden and saw first-hand that her beauty would make them good money. However, with such a unique prize, they feared that Anya would somehow be damaged on the difficult path back to Thyatis, and instead sought to make their money
quickly.
As such, the first customer that they had in mind was the Baron himself, Ludwig. When they presented the Baron with their prize, Ludwig beckon instantly smitten with this exotic beauty, taking in her rich Thyatician features. Ludwig paid a large amount of gold to have her, and set Anya to work as his personal maid. As the months went on the staff employed to work in Ludwig’s estate came to see a strange change in their lord when he was around Anya. Instead of the horrible creature he usually was like around them, when he went to see Anya he would actually make a concerted effort to make himself look and would try to talk to her at every chance he could get. Anya, while at first terrified of her new master, started to spend less time working around the estate and more time talking Ludwig. The black baron didn’t even seem to care as not cleaning the estate would be a death sentence to anybody, yet Anya somehow got away with it. The staff while curious said nothing about it for fear of incurring Ludwig’s infamous ire, instead simply doing the Anya’s duties in conjunction with their own.
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Ludwig’s First Marriage and His First Child
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Something had change in Ludwig since the first time he laid eyes on Anya and he knew it. Despite his better judgement he would find himself talking to strange girl more often than he really should. Although the girl at first was strange and confused to be around him, she had seemly gotten used to and an after a few months even seemed too started to enjoy his company. Ludwig had even confided in her his darkest secrets, that his cousin Stefan was actually his father, and always been seen as a nuisance by his mother and father. And instead of the ridicule and other negative comments that Ludwig had become all too familiar with, Anya had replied by with sympathy and care. Ludwig tried to rationalize these confusing feelings that he had for this common girl that stating she must be someone special, for who in their right mind would leave a good Thyatician girl like her amongst all the horrible Traldarian filth? Ludwig continued to struggle with these feelings until he learned that Anya was pregnant with his child. At that point Ludwig determined that he could not live without this special Thyatician girl and married her in secret. After the marriage he had Anya moved at to a house far away from the prying eyes of others. Ludwig didn’t want his subjects to think that he was going soft on them with his marriage, and still wanted to maintain that he was the one in charge. He even went too far as to have his court mage Bargle construct a barrier around the house so that Anya couldn’t leave house. And if anyone asked any questions Ludwig could just have such people killed, for he was the law of this land.
It was at this private estate in 992 that Ludwig and Anya’s first child was born, Gunther Edman Hendricks. Ludwig became overjoyed at having his first male heir and would spent as much time as he could at the estate with his son and Anya. He often told others that during this time he was hunting, even when it was the middle of winter. People were confused as to why their Baron
would spend so much time by himself hunting in the woods, but then again Ludwig was a strange man and those who asked questions were quickly killed. And so Ludwig’s life continued like this for several blissful years until Anya said that she was pregnant with their second child in 999. At this point Ludwig had become concerned that eventually, despite his best efforts somebody would figure out that he was married. He fear that the persona he put forth as a tyrant would be destroyed, and that even his soldiers would think less of him as a result. Ludwig couldn’t stand that thought, and sought to doing research about who Anya truly was. She was Thyatician, so that was a good start, and she had to be someone important if she meant so much to him. Anya just had to be.
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Ludwig’s Second Child and Bargle’s Scheme
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By the time of his daughter’s birth in early 1000, Ludwig had put all the pieces together. He had known of Count Wolfram and his strange children, never thought that Anya could have been one of his own kin. But after consulting the Karamekian records about the missing Duke Alexander, Duchess Arathana and their missing daughter Julia it all made sense. Anya be around the same age as Julia, and both had strong Thyatician features, but most damning of all the evidence was Anya’s white hair! She had to be the missing granddaughter of Wolfram, and after beating the answers out of people from Anya’s village about how they found her, Ludwig was convinced by this fact. What luck he had, marrying the daughter from such a powerful and wealthy Thyatician family! It was with such joy that he proclaimed shortly after his daughter’s birth that he was going to make their marriage public and that Anya could move back to his estate! Ludwig even told Anya and his son Gunther that her real name was Julia although he was careful not to go into many specifics. Ludwig was so happy that he even let Julia name their second child, Roseanna, for she was going to usher in a new life for them. With hiss marriage to Julia Ludwig knew that he would gain support from House Halathius, support enough to even be able to strong arm Stefan, his father into making him the heir of the Duchy. It was perfect, Ludwig was going to make this happen. Bargle, on the other hand, was not so sure about this.
In fact, Bargle greatly fear that this new alliance would make it harder for him to control Ludwig. He had let the Baron have his decade of happiness because it made him happy and thus easier to control, but this was going too far! He could compete with the famed Count Wolfram of Thyatis, even if Bargle was loath to admit, and feared that he would fall out of favour with Ludwig as a result. As such something had to happen and fast! Bargle was one of the only people who know
about Anya and Ludwigs family, thus let it slip to several members of the Iron Ring where she was located. Giving these men what they needed to dispel the barrier, he said if they kidnapped Julia and her children that they could ransom them to House Halathius and live like kings for the rest of their lives. And so it was that during early 1000 that these captors did just that and kidnapped Julia and her children. The captors made for the border of the Black Eagle Barony quickly so that they could get their prizes to a secure when they were attacked by orcs that Bargle had enchanted. The slaughter was brutal and quick, and when Bargle came to the site in the early hours of the morning he found the not only the captors dead, but also several of the orcs. Among their corpses he found Julia’s dead body, which he would later present to Ludwig as evidence of the treason of the captors. He would say that these men had broken into his lab and stolen what they needed to capture Julia and her children after overhearing Ludwig for years. Bargle would then say that the captors stumbled upon a party of orcs, which proceeded to kill them all. What would be troublesome was that Gunther and Roseanna’s bodies where nowhere to be found in this massacre. Oh well. Even if they did survive the cold would kill the boy and the girl. Gunther was only 8, so he could gone far with his baby sister. Whether by more orcs or the freezing cold, Ludwig’s children would die either way.
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Edman and Roseanna’s Life
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One night in early 1000 a merchant caravan stumbled upon a strange sight on the road. The caravan had been on its way to Luin and as such had many guards to ward off any attacks from the Black Eagle Barony, when one of the guards noticed movement in a ditch. It was a small boy holding a sleeping baby in his hands, covered in dirt with his clothes torn, and a look of fear in his eyes. The children were picked up and taken to Luin in the belief that they like some many others were part of a family trying to escape the Black Baron’s lands. Fearing that these children had lost their parents in a raid, the leader of the caravan took the frightened boy and his baby sister to the local Traladarian priest in Luin, who when he saw that the children had white hair, was convinced that they were a bad omen due to their strange appearances. When the priest asked the boy what his name, he responded by saying his name was Edman, and that his sister was named Roseanna.
Over the next several years both Edman and Roseanna where moved all over the Grand Duchy, from one orphanage or foster home to the next. At first people would be welcoming towards these two sad orphans who had escaped the Black Eagle Barony, but it would never last long. The fact that the children looked different with their strange white hair (in conjunction with looking more Thyacian then Traladarian) always led people to eventually drift away from both Edman and Roseanna. It also didn’t help that the stigma of the two of them being labelled a bad omen by the priest in Luin continued to haunt Edman and Roseanna, for the Traladarain people are a superstitious lot. Even when Edman had entered young teenage hood he never thought about going back to the Black Eagle Barony to see his father Ludwig. The captors on the night that they were taken from their old house had harassed both Julia and Edman by stating that the Baron no longer wanted them. Edman couldn’t understand why his father would just abandon his family like this, but because of the trauma he had gained while being captured, and the fact that his father never came looking for them
led Edman to truly believe the captor’s lies. Edman never told Roseanna who their father was or that her full name was Roseanna Hilda Hendricks, only that her name was simply Roseanna, and that their mother had been named Julia.
By 1006, when Edman was 14 and Roseanna was 6, both of them moved to Specularum with the hope that Edman could get decent work from a Thyacian employer. Although Edman did eventually find work, the only place in Specularum he could afford to live with his sister was the Nest, the poorest part of the city. Over the next 4 years Edman worked as hard as he could to save up money to get Roseanna and himself out of the Nest and into a nicer part of the city. Meanwhile, Roseanna would play by herself in the streets, fancying herself a noble princess stolen from a faraway land spurred on by the bedtime stories Edman would tell her at night. The two siblings never ran into much trouble from the residences of the Nest due to their strange appearances and people’s fear of them being bad omens. As such Edman was Roseanna’s only real friend in the world, due to the other kids not wanting to play with her. In 1010, to celebrate the marriage between Prince Justin Karameikos and Lady Joanna Vorloi, Edman at his job was tasked with moving and setting up several of the fireworks that the magic’s guild had prepared for the accompany the celebrations. However, when trying to set up one of the displays, a freak accident occurred and the magical fireworks went haywire, killing Edman in the process.
What little money Edman had saved up over the last several years had to go into paying for the damages his little accident had caused, leaving Roseanna destitute in the process. As a result, Roseanna couldn’t even afford to give Edman a proper burial. Roseanna and a priest from the Church of Karameikos where the only people at Edman’s funeral, where Roseanna spent most of the time crying. The grave diggers had dug a huge hole, because Roseanna couldn’t afford even a coffin, Edman’s badly burnt corpse was wrapped up in old sheets instead. When the diggers threw Edman’s body into the hole, it landed in such a way that the old rages came undone, and Roseanna
show first hand her dead bother’s charred corpse. The 10 year old Roseanna became hysterical upon seeing this horrible site, as the grave diggers discretely started to fill in the hole. Afterwards after the hole had been filled and the grave diggers left, Roseanna sat crying in front of the unmarked grave as the priest said his final words. Feeling great sympathy for these poor lost girl, and because of the clear Thyacian ancestry in her face, the priest took Roseanna to the Great Church of Karameikos. The priest was able to convince Patriarch Olliver Jowet to let Roseanna join the seminary held at the Great Church, due to Jowet’s sympathy for this poor girl’s plight and the horrible experiences Roseanna had been through. And so with nowhere else to go Roseanna became a member of Church of Karameikos.
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Wolfram Halathius was born as the sole heir of House Halathius and its county in 860. This country had been gifted to the Halathius family hundreds of years ago by the Imperial Royal family due to their military service. While the Halathius family at first felt cheated due to their landing being nothing more than mountains, this changed when they discovered by to their surprise that these mountains where rich in minerals and ores. To this day the County of Halathius still supplies the Empire of Thyatis with the majority of minerals and ores used in everyday life. However, what the County of Halathius was truly know for was its gold mines. Over the centuries a seemly endless amount of gold had been mined from the mountains of Halathius. Within the capital city of Goldleaf, many of the finest jewellers and goldsmiths in all of Thyatis can be found crafting exquisite jewellery which is sought after by many wealthy family all over the Empire. Due to the vast trade in mineral, ores, and especially gold, House Halathius quickly became the wealthiest family in all of the Empire, matched only by the Imperial Royal family. As such many other nobles thought the Empires history has tried to marry into House Halathius in order to get a stab at the families’ famed wealth. However, the Halathius family proved to be fairly reclusive in their dealings with other noble Thyatcian families, becoming reticent to marry off members of their family to other noble houses due fear of their greed. As such, by the time of Wolfram’s birth House Halathius had stagnated, and leaving his branch of the family the sole heirs to the County of Halathius and the family’s vast wealth. Despite pressure from his father to marry into another noble family, Wolfram instead made it his occupation in life to spend his days traveling the world and learning about its different cultures. From a young age Wolfram had gained this interested from both his families own insular habits, but also out of a dislike for Thyatcian culture in general. The County of Halathius had no coliseums of their own and even when the young Wolfram had been brought to the great coliseums in Thyatis, he found the sport repugnant and barbarous. Instead of trained in the classical manner of a fighter, Wolfram
instead sought to understand the mysteries of magic and master this arcane art. Wolfram spent the better part of his first forty years of life traveling the world as an adventurer and going out on many famed expeditions and quests. Through his time abroad Wolfram became very worldly and culturally refined, fancying himself a scholar and a gentlemen. The famed wealth of his family could buy Wolfram virtually anything he could desire in Thyatis, yet he fancied more exotic wonders from around the world as he felt own such things made himself seem more sophisticated and refined then his noble contemporaries. However, more than anything else, Wolfram sought to one day own an estate on the famed Protectorate of Sciaras, for it was on this island that Wolfram believed the truly enlightened and cultured folks of Thyatis lived. Wolfram’s dream and travels where put on a halt when in 902 his father died, leaving him the count of Halathius and thus responsible for running the county. It took Wolfram several years to get used to this position and by this point in his life he was middle aged and unmarried with no heirs. Even still his dream of becoming a estate owning member of Sciaras continued to burn in his heart, and Wolfram still went adventuring at any available opportunity he could. Wolfram even restored to using potions of longevity to maintain keep his physical age at around 35, which he believed made him still look young and handsome, but old enough to be cultured and wise. It was not until 948 that Wolfram finally achieved his dream and got an estate on Sciaras that he began to seriously think about getting married. Despite being 88 at this time, many noble families still wished to marry their daughter to Wolfram due to his money and youthful appearance produced thanks to his powerful magic. Finally in 950, after several decade of putting it off, Count Wolfram Halathius was engaged and married at the age of 90, much to the chagrin of many of noble houses in Thyatis based upon whom he had decided to marry.
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A Strange Paring
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Amongst his many travels, the one land that Wolfram had found most interesting of all was the elfish kingdom of Alfheim. To Wolfram, the culture of the elves was truly fascinating, especially do to their interest in a simple life in tune with Mother Nature. To most of the Alfheim elves Wolfram was nothing more than a wealthy and ostentatious lord from a powerfully human empire, and they tried as best they could to pay little attention to him. Out of all the ruling clans in Alfheim, only one greeted Wolfram with open arms, that being the Clan Chossum. The members of Clan Chossum had always been fond of dealing with wealthy foreigners, for they thought it would be a great opportunity for them to get elfish products into the world. As the merchants of Alfheim, Clan Chossum sought greater economic expansion beyond simply Alfheim and to line their own pockets with the world’s gold. As such, the Chossum elves welcomed Wolfram into their fold and became very friendly with him over the years. Wolfram even became close friends with the enigmatic clanmaster of Chossum, Lynnwyl, due to Wolfram’s interest in elvish products and his families’ mercantile connections all over Thyatis.
However, what really ensnared the young Wolfram’s heart was Lona Chossum, the beautiful niece of Lynnwyl. Unlike most of the Chossum elves who had dark hair, Lona had snow white locks that she had gotten from her mother who was a Callarii elf from the land that would eventually became known as the Grandy Duchy of Karamekios. Even amongst the Chossum Lona’s longing for material wealth was highly strange, for she did not like how little in terms of wealthy her clan could provide her. While she was only 250 years old by the time Wolfram was formerly met her in 894, Lona had become infamous amongst for her expensive tastes and high opinion of herself, making her gain the name of the Lady Dwarf by many of the other elves. Lona had even spent many years adventuring solely so she could fund her extravagant lifestyle and to intermingle with lords and ladies who had the lifestyle she sought. Despite her natural beauty even amongst elfish standards, her
personality made even Chossum elves raise their eyebrows and shake their heads. And when Lona met the heir to the wealthiest family in all of the Empire of Thyatis, she jumped on the opportunity to go adventuring with him. While at first motivated by her own self-interests, Wolfram and Lona became very close over the many decades they went adventuring together. Both where often noted for flirting with each other on adventures and taking the piss out of each other. This comradery eventually blossomed into love, for it was Lona whom Wolfram announced that he wanted to marry in 949, which confused many noble families in Thyatis. Wolfram believed that only Lona was good enough to be his wife, for he know her better than anyone else thanks to their decades of experience, and he could also affair her expensive tastes thanks to his families’ wealth. Lynnwyl blessed the marriage, seeing that it was a very lucrative business deal for his clan, and in 950 Wolfram finally got married.
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The Children of Wolfram and Lona Halathius and the Expansion of House
Halathius
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Over the course of the first decade of their marriage Lona gave birth to four children, Arathana (952), Yenrry (954), Ricamros (956), and Alistana (958). The children of House Halathius where known throughout the Empire due to their strange elvish beauty and snow white hair thanks to their mother. Wolfram knew that it was difficult marrying off his children in Thyatis due to their strange appearances due to the fear of his house stagnating again, but he got the opportunity thanks in part to the Alphatian Spike of 960. Wolfram saw this event as a great name for his family to gain recognition in the Empire, and he and Lona used their experience from decade of adventuring to help the champion of the people, Thincol the Brave. Their fighting prowess, especially Wolfram mastery of magic, proved invaluable to the young Thyatcian gladiator in driving out the Alphtian invaders. When Thincol was crowned emperor of Thyatis Wolfram continued to support him as an advisor and fighter during the two years it took to reclaim the territory that the Empire had lost during the assault. With the repute of a great hero, the respect of the new emperor, the wealth of House Halathius and the massive shift of the political landscape thanks to the Alphatian Spike, Wolfram made his move to gain political power in the empire for his family. Wolfram set up his oldest son Yennry to inherit the county from him and made an arrangement with another powerful merchant family for Yennry to marry one of their daughters. For his second oldest son Ricamros, Wolfram sent him to train in the military in order to be a great general and also arranged a marriage with the neighbouring House Kantrium to marry the eldest daughter who was to be the next duchess so that he would be the Duke of Katrium. Wolfram had his youngster daughter Alistana marry a member of the ruling Retebius family to get into the good graces of another neighbouring duchy to the County of Halathius and also due to the Duchy of Retebius progression in using winged beasts to increase the military might of Thyatis. However, his biggest political move came about with the
marriage of his eldest daughter Arathana.
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The First Granddaughter and the Tragedy at Sea
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Wolfram had set his sights on marrying Arathana off to the Alexander Kerendas, the new Duke of Kerendas. Alexander’s father had died during the Spike, and due to him being the eldest son it was his duty to one day inherit the Duchy of Kerendas. Wolfram saw this situation as a great motivator in marrying of his eldest daughter off to Alexander, due to the Duchy of Kerendas’ position in the Empire as one of the largest and most profitable duchess in all the land. As such in 970, Alarthana got married to Duke Alexander Kerendas, becoming the Duchess in the process. Two years later, their first and only daughter, Julia Kerendas was born. Much like her mother, aunts, and uncles, Julia was noted for her white hair, although her elvish features where not as strong as her mothers. Wolfram and Lona where delighted with the birth of their first grandchild and made any excuses they could to come to Castle Kerendas to visit. With everything going to plan, Wolfram convinced the young Duke Alexander to meet with Grand Duke Stefan in the newly founded Grand Duchy of Karameikos. Wolfram reasoned that it would be a good idea to set up a trade agreement with the new country, for Stefan would need a strong cavalierly if he wanted to tame the wild land and it would be a lucrative deal for decades to come. So in 973 Duke Alexander boarded a boat bound to Specularum with his wife and daughter, much to his own chagrin. Alexander had wanted to go alone, but Arathana had insisted that she wanted to go, wishing to see the world and experience its wonders much like the stories her mother and father told her when she was growing up. Julia would also come for every time she was without her mother she would continually cry and cause the maids of Castle Kerendas much grief. Alexander had raised his concerns with Wolfram, but the count had stated it would wise to take his beloved eldest daughter and their child, not only to make Arathana happy, but to also make Stefan believe that Alexander was good family man and was serious enough about the talks that he would be willing to take his family with him to Specularum as the negotiations would take some time. Thus the boat carrying the Kerendas family left for
Specularum in 973. The boat was at first gone for a few weeks as schedule, and then those weeks stretched into months with word from Specularum that the Duke and Duchess of Kerendas never arrived. Even after a great search and the use of Wolfram’s impressive magical abilities, the mystery of the missing vessel still persisted. After an exhausted 6 month search, the ship was labelled lost, and its crew and passengers presumed dead. This tragedy hit brought great sadness to House Halathius, even more so to Wolfram who had insisted on Alexander taking both Arathana and Julia for the ride. Even with this tragedy, the rest of Wolfram marriages went off without a hitch, and by the end of the century his family had gained even more political power and wealth then even he could have predicted. So much so, that Ricamros, who had become close to Imperial Prince Eusebius during his military days, had his son marry Eusebius’ eldest daughter. With this and Yenrry taking over the County in his stead, Lona and Wolfram retired to their estate on the Protectorate of Sclaras, where they still live to this day. Even with all these great accomplishments added to the many accolades famed Wolfram had gained during his long life, the loss of his eldest daughter and first granddaughter is said to still burn in his heart.
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The White Haired Maiden and the Baron in Black
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In 973, fisherman from what would become known as the Black Eagle Barony found a strange site while at sea. It was a foggy day at first, but it was not the fog that was strange, instead the sound of a child crying in the middle of the ocean. As they got closure to the sound they found a young child wrapped in the blanket onto of a panel of wood adrift at sea. Confused the fisherman picked up the child only to notice her white hair. Not knowing what to make of this and with no responses from any other vessels in the as they called into the fog, they took the strange girl back to them to a remote village. There the Traldarian priest listened to the fisherman’s story, and due to the superstitious nature of these people, that it was a miracle that this child had survived at sea for the Immortals know how long, and was thus seen as a good omen. The young girl was eventually adopted by a local tavern keeper and his family, who saw an increase in the client base with this adoption. People from nearby villages came to see the whited haired child, and it did not take long for her to become famous in the local area as a result. The white haired girl was given the name Anya, and as she when she grew up she became a barmaid at her family’s tavern. Her fame was such that many wealthy local men sought her hand in marriage, although the shy Anya always would say no, preferring to stay with her family. However, this all changed in 990 when Grand Duke Stefan announced that his cousin, Ludwig von Hendriks, would become the baron in charge of the land in which Anya lived. All of a sudden people became less cheerful as the Barons soldiers came in demanding money or the citizens would face death. The people of the Barony became scared as random people would go missing and that the Ludwig didn’t do anything about. One night while walking home from an errand Anya herself was ambushed and capture by members of the Iron Ring. Anya’s captors had heard about the famed White Maiden and saw first-hand that her beauty would make them good money. However, with such a unique prize, they feared that Anya would somehow be damaged on the difficult path back to Thyatis, and instead sought to make their money
quickly.
As such, the first customer that they had in mind was the Baron himself, Ludwig. When they presented the Baron with their prize, Ludwig beckon instantly smitten with this exotic beauty, taking in her rich Thyatician features. Ludwig paid a large amount of gold to have her, and set Anya to work as his personal maid. As the months went on the staff employed to work in Ludwig’s estate came to see a strange change in their lord when he was around Anya. Instead of the horrible creature he usually was like around them, when he went to see Anya he would actually make a concerted effort to make himself look and would try to talk to her at every chance he could get. Anya, while at first terrified of her new master, started to spend less time working around the estate and more time talking Ludwig. The black baron didn’t even seem to care as not cleaning the estate would be a death sentence to anybody, yet Anya somehow got away with it. The staff while curious said nothing about it for fear of incurring Ludwig’s infamous ire, instead simply doing the Anya’s duties in conjunction with their own.
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Ludwig’s First Marriage and His First Child
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Something had change in Ludwig since the first time he laid eyes on Anya and he knew it. Despite his better judgement he would find himself talking to strange girl more often than he really should. Although the girl at first was strange and confused to be around him, she had seemly gotten used to and an after a few months even seemed too started to enjoy his company. Ludwig had even confided in her his darkest secrets, that his cousin Stefan was actually his father, and always been seen as a nuisance by his mother and father. And instead of the ridicule and other negative comments that Ludwig had become all too familiar with, Anya had replied by with sympathy and care. Ludwig tried to rationalize these confusing feelings that he had for this common girl that stating she must be someone special, for who in their right mind would leave a good Thyatician girl like her amongst all the horrible Traldarian filth? Ludwig continued to struggle with these feelings until he learned that Anya was pregnant with his child. At that point Ludwig determined that he could not live without this special Thyatician girl and married her in secret. After the marriage he had Anya moved at to a house far away from the prying eyes of others. Ludwig didn’t want his subjects to think that he was going soft on them with his marriage, and still wanted to maintain that he was the one in charge. He even went too far as to have his court mage Bargle construct a barrier around the house so that Anya couldn’t leave house. And if anyone asked any questions Ludwig could just have such people killed, for he was the law of this land.
It was at this private estate in 992 that Ludwig and Anya’s first child was born, Gunther Edman Hendricks. Ludwig became overjoyed at having his first male heir and would spent as much time as he could at the estate with his son and Anya. He often told others that during this time he was hunting, even when it was the middle of winter. People were confused as to why their Baron
would spend so much time by himself hunting in the woods, but then again Ludwig was a strange man and those who asked questions were quickly killed. And so Ludwig’s life continued like this for several blissful years until Anya said that she was pregnant with their second child in 999. At this point Ludwig had become concerned that eventually, despite his best efforts somebody would figure out that he was married. He fear that the persona he put forth as a tyrant would be destroyed, and that even his soldiers would think less of him as a result. Ludwig couldn’t stand that thought, and sought to doing research about who Anya truly was. She was Thyatician, so that was a good start, and she had to be someone important if she meant so much to him. Anya just had to be.
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Ludwig’s Second Child and Bargle’s Scheme
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By the time of his daughter’s birth in early 1000, Ludwig had put all the pieces together. He had known of Count Wolfram and his strange children, never thought that Anya could have been one of his own kin. But after consulting the Karamekian records about the missing Duke Alexander, Duchess Arathana and their missing daughter Julia it all made sense. Anya be around the same age as Julia, and both had strong Thyatician features, but most damning of all the evidence was Anya’s white hair! She had to be the missing granddaughter of Wolfram, and after beating the answers out of people from Anya’s village about how they found her, Ludwig was convinced by this fact. What luck he had, marrying the daughter from such a powerful and wealthy Thyatician family! It was with such joy that he proclaimed shortly after his daughter’s birth that he was going to make their marriage public and that Anya could move back to his estate! Ludwig even told Anya and his son Gunther that her real name was Julia although he was careful not to go into many specifics. Ludwig was so happy that he even let Julia name their second child, Roseanna, for she was going to usher in a new life for them. With hiss marriage to Julia Ludwig knew that he would gain support from House Halathius, support enough to even be able to strong arm Stefan, his father into making him the heir of the Duchy. It was perfect, Ludwig was going to make this happen. Bargle, on the other hand, was not so sure about this.
In fact, Bargle greatly fear that this new alliance would make it harder for him to control Ludwig. He had let the Baron have his decade of happiness because it made him happy and thus easier to control, but this was going too far! He could compete with the famed Count Wolfram of Thyatis, even if Bargle was loath to admit, and feared that he would fall out of favour with Ludwig as a result. As such something had to happen and fast! Bargle was one of the only people who know
about Anya and Ludwigs family, thus let it slip to several members of the Iron Ring where she was located. Giving these men what they needed to dispel the barrier, he said if they kidnapped Julia and her children that they could ransom them to House Halathius and live like kings for the rest of their lives. And so it was that during early 1000 that these captors did just that and kidnapped Julia and her children. The captors made for the border of the Black Eagle Barony quickly so that they could get their prizes to a secure when they were attacked by orcs that Bargle had enchanted. The slaughter was brutal and quick, and when Bargle came to the site in the early hours of the morning he found the not only the captors dead, but also several of the orcs. Among their corpses he found Julia’s dead body, which he would later present to Ludwig as evidence of the treason of the captors. He would say that these men had broken into his lab and stolen what they needed to capture Julia and her children after overhearing Ludwig for years. Bargle would then say that the captors stumbled upon a party of orcs, which proceeded to kill them all. What would be troublesome was that Gunther and Roseanna’s bodies where nowhere to be found in this massacre. Oh well. Even if they did survive the cold would kill the boy and the girl. Gunther was only 8, so he could gone far with his baby sister. Whether by more orcs or the freezing cold, Ludwig’s children would die either way.
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Edman and Roseanna’s Life
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One night in early 1000 a merchant caravan stumbled upon a strange sight on the road. The caravan had been on its way to Luin and as such had many guards to ward off any attacks from the Black Eagle Barony, when one of the guards noticed movement in a ditch. It was a small boy holding a sleeping baby in his hands, covered in dirt with his clothes torn, and a look of fear in his eyes. The children were picked up and taken to Luin in the belief that they like some many others were part of a family trying to escape the Black Baron’s lands. Fearing that these children had lost their parents in a raid, the leader of the caravan took the frightened boy and his baby sister to the local Traladarian priest in Luin, who when he saw that the children had white hair, was convinced that they were a bad omen due to their strange appearances. When the priest asked the boy what his name, he responded by saying his name was Edman, and that his sister was named Roseanna.
Over the next several years both Edman and Roseanna where moved all over the Grand Duchy, from one orphanage or foster home to the next. At first people would be welcoming towards these two sad orphans who had escaped the Black Eagle Barony, but it would never last long. The fact that the children looked different with their strange white hair (in conjunction with looking more Thyacian then Traladarian) always led people to eventually drift away from both Edman and Roseanna. It also didn’t help that the stigma of the two of them being labelled a bad omen by the priest in Luin continued to haunt Edman and Roseanna, for the Traladarain people are a superstitious lot. Even when Edman had entered young teenage hood he never thought about going back to the Black Eagle Barony to see his father Ludwig. The captors on the night that they were taken from their old house had harassed both Julia and Edman by stating that the Baron no longer wanted them. Edman couldn’t understand why his father would just abandon his family like this, but because of the trauma he had gained while being captured, and the fact that his father never came looking for them
led Edman to truly believe the captor’s lies. Edman never told Roseanna who their father was or that her full name was Roseanna Hilda Hendricks, only that her name was simply Roseanna, and that their mother had been named Julia.
By 1006, when Edman was 14 and Roseanna was 6, both of them moved to Specularum with the hope that Edman could get decent work from a Thyacian employer. Although Edman did eventually find work, the only place in Specularum he could afford to live with his sister was the Nest, the poorest part of the city. Over the next 4 years Edman worked as hard as he could to save up money to get Roseanna and himself out of the Nest and into a nicer part of the city. Meanwhile, Roseanna would play by herself in the streets, fancying herself a noble princess stolen from a faraway land spurred on by the bedtime stories Edman would tell her at night. The two siblings never ran into much trouble from the residences of the Nest due to their strange appearances and people’s fear of them being bad omens. As such Edman was Roseanna’s only real friend in the world, due to the other kids not wanting to play with her. In 1010, to celebrate the marriage between Prince Justin Karameikos and Lady Joanna Vorloi, Edman at his job was tasked with moving and setting up several of the fireworks that the magic’s guild had prepared for the accompany the celebrations. However, when trying to set up one of the displays, a freak accident occurred and the magical fireworks went haywire, killing Edman in the process.
What little money Edman had saved up over the last several years had to go into paying for the damages his little accident had caused, leaving Roseanna destitute in the process. As a result, Roseanna couldn’t even afford to give Edman a proper burial. Roseanna and a priest from the Church of Karameikos where the only people at Edman’s funeral, where Roseanna spent most of the time crying. The grave diggers had dug a huge hole, because Roseanna couldn’t afford even a coffin, Edman’s badly burnt corpse was wrapped up in old sheets instead. When the diggers threw Edman’s body into the hole, it landed in such a way that the old rages came undone, and Roseanna
show first hand her dead bother’s charred corpse. The 10 year old Roseanna became hysterical upon seeing this horrible site, as the grave diggers discretely started to fill in the hole. Afterwards after the hole had been filled and the grave diggers left, Roseanna sat crying in front of the unmarked grave as the priest said his final words. Feeling great sympathy for these poor lost girl, and because of the clear Thyacian ancestry in her face, the priest took Roseanna to the Great Church of Karameikos. The priest was able to convince Patriarch Olliver Jowet to let Roseanna join the seminary held at the Great Church, due to Jowet’s sympathy for this poor girl’s plight and the horrible experiences Roseanna had been through. And so with nowhere else to go Roseanna became a member of Church of Karameikos.
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Monday, 18 July 2016
Interlude to 15/9/1021 AC
Party and other heroes of Karameikos gather at Castellan Keep. Scouting mission vs the giants. A grand ball, and meeting with two knights of the Black Eagle. Dragons dance on the battlements. Frosto & Areelia are found sleeping entwined the next morn...
Tuesday, 24 May 2016
I vow to thee, my country - Thyatis calls her sons home.
I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above,
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love;
The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.
I hear my country calling, away across the sea,
Across the waste of waters, she calls and calls to me.
Her sword is girded at her side, her helm upon her head,
And around her feet are lying the dying and the dead;
I hear the noise of battle, the thunder of her drums;
I haste to thee, my mother, a son among thy sons.
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love;
The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.
I hear my country calling, away across the sea,
Across the waste of waters, she calls and calls to me.
Her sword is girded at her side, her helm upon her head,
And around her feet are lying the dying and the dead;
I hear the noise of battle, the thunder of her drums;
I haste to thee, my mother, a son among thy sons.
Monday, 23 May 2016
Interlude - Cael's Return to his Clan
By Rebekah Baker.
Cael Thoradan's return to his clan pt 1:
It was late afternoon in a small tavern in one of the winding back streets of Specularum. Cael was happily reminiscing over how the lovely shade of blue of Alya’s eyes had been offset by the sapphires he had gifted her. He was a content dwarf. A beautiful lass was his intended, he had a hearty ale in his hand and a full belly. It was a fine day indeed.
Outside the little tavern, that had become his regular haunt, the streets were filled with the clatter of folk returning home from market day. A prosperous Monday for the farmers and traders, the carts that rattled past the window were a great deal emptier than when they had thundered past that morning. Cael had been awoken from his dozing by the ruckus in the early hours, one thing he missed about his father’s halls was the silence of the stone.
Cael and his sister Tela had been given adjacent rooms in his father’s quarters. Cael’s had been luxurious, by Dwarven standards. He remembered with a faint stab of nostalgia his own personal bathing room, with the marble paved floor. Although he was less nostalgic about his personal guardsman Bonfur, who’d replaced good old Odin. Bonfur had the habit of waking Cael up by dragging him out of his bed by one leg and then screaming at him for good measure.
Odin, although a strict tutor, had at least given Cael the luxury of a peaceful sleep-in on a Sunday. Poor Odin, he’d been with Cael almost his whole life. Cael blamed himself for the dismissal and the shame that had brought upon Odin and his kin. It had been his fault for sneaking off…his fault for Lilly…
No, he wasn’t going to think about the past, especially not *that* part of his patchy history.
No back to Alina and the prettiest shade of blue he’d ever seen…
‘Master Cael’, the bar-keep, a shaggy breaded fellow bellowed.
Cael was broken sharply out his reverie.
‘Aye Markus’, he replied cheerily.
Markus had been a good fellow to him over the past few days, apparently he was more than a little chuffed to have a member of the ‘White Dame’s company’ in his humble inn. He’d even knocked off a few silvers from the room price.
‘There’s a letter come for you, was brought in by a crow of all things’, Markus huffed. Cael knew from his conversations with the man over an ale or two, that Markus held no love for birds. Having grown up on a farm, he’d chased away too many of the pesky beasts.
A crow…that would mean it was from his people. Cael had sent a hurried reply to his sister’s letter a few weeks ago, scribbling the name of the inn at the bottom.
Cael grabbed the letter from the bar-keep with a wink and went back to sit by the window. Doubtless Tela would be scolding him for the terrible grammar in his last letter, or the shortness of it.
He cracked the seal and began to read….
Dear Brother,
My apologies for the tone of the last letter. I was rash to speak of trouble in the halls of our father. In fact all is now well with our kin. Rorur, our brother is preparing to take his place as head of our clan. In fact I am writing to you to extend an invitation to the ceremony.
Also my dear brother, I am to be wed!
Our courtship began some months ago. He a pure blooded Dwarf of noble kin. The second son of the Chief Arken of Brunstone clan to the west. I also extend an invitation to the happy occasion of my wedding. It would give me great happiness to have you there.
Cael stopped reading, the rest was just fluff about dresses and jewellery.
His blood was running cold and his hands shook. Something was deeply and seriously amiss.
The letter was written by his sister, the handwriting was hers but the words would never have come from Tela’s mouth or pen.
Tela was a proud warrior, she walked her father’s halls, clad in armour. She slept with her hand-axe!
To have her prattle on about jewellery and dresses!
Cael knew his twin, despite their differences, she was the closest person to him in this world. He knew in his heart that Tela had written the note under duress.
Tela was not the sort of dwarf whose hand would be forced with ease. Cael had a horrible image of his sister in a dank mountain dungeon, beaten and chained…
No his father’s clan would never allow that. Lady Tela was popular with the common folk…so she must be being held by other means…more subtle, manipulative means.
Where was his father in all of this!
He had to return his father’s halls. He knew it and despite his mind rebelling against the notion of ever setting foot in the same room as his father again, he had to return.
He had to protect his sister, as she had protected him, time and again.
pt 2
It took three days hard ride on his shire pony to reach the outskirts of the mountains.
As he rode further north Cael began to notice things were amiss. This was a familiar path, craved out of the forest and hills by his clan for trade with nearby human keeps. Only it seemed to have fallen into disuse. Cael was even accosted on the way by a small pack of bandits who as soon as they saw the quality of his armour and crossbow, ran into the darkness of the forest. But it was unnerving that such brigands had returned these woodlands, usually the watch would have kept them at bade. Cael was also unnerved at how they had been so keen to attack him, in his experience the bandits feared the Dwarves of these parts as hardy warriors.
He also noted, with the keen eyes of a tracker, that far more trees had been cut down than was usual. His people usually used coal at worse for the harsh winter months, but more often the great forge in the centre of his father’s halls, warmed the entire mountain keep. There was no need for paltry wood fuelled fires, like the humans had to use.
As he reached the mountain path, the source of the felling of the trees became evident…
Cael, although he had forsaken his father’s clan, had to let a small cry of distress pass his lips.
The great entrance to the mountain keep was in shambles, it was half caved in. The proud carving of dwarves in battle were scarred and torn apart. Outside the keeps entrance, a sea of tents and shanty huts were build. He saw figures, huddled around small fires.
His people…
His heart sank.
This is what Tela meant about the crisis…there must have been an attack…
Thankfully was still early autumn. Only a small dusting of snow covered the tents. But soon winter would come to the mountains in its full wrath and then those who dwelt in such scant quarters would freeze to death.
Where was his father?
How could have allowed this!
Cael dismounted and led his pony further up the path. He was met half-way up a young male dwarf, carrying a bundle of bracken and twigs.
‘Well met Lad’, Cael said, in the language of his kin.
The young dwarf turned and upon seeing Cael promptly dropped his sticks.
‘Lord Cael!’ he almost shouted, running up to Cael and slapping him heartily upon the back, ‘you’ve returned!’
Cael immediately recognized him, it was Garon, Odin’s son. Cael had grown up with the lad. Cael had lead several raiding parties with Garon as one of his most trusted men. They’d shared many an ale and a song around a camp fire.
Cael clapped him back heartily upon the shoulder, trying to let his shock over Garon’s appearance show. The lad was gaunt, although he’d always been a wily dwarf who’d favoured a dagger over an axe, his physique betrayed that he had suffered many a hungry night as of late.
Cael felt a mix of anger and shame fire up inside of him. Garon’s current state was likely influenced by his father’s dismissal from Gardik’s household.
‘Garon, what happened here?’, Cael said, trying to keep the pain out his voice.
Garon’s smile dropped from his face.
‘You don’t know…’ he replied quietly, ‘No one told you?’
‘Told me what?’ Cael said, praying to the God’s that his sister was still alive.
‘There was an attack in the night a month ago, the frost giants…they’ve forced alliances with other giant clans…their combined force over powered our defences…they came up through the old mining tunnels’ Garon paused, he looked at the stony ground.
Cael felt his blood turn to ice. The old mining tunnels lead into the living quarters of the common folk. Odin’s family home had been near there…
‘We woke up, Da and Me were light sleepers after so many years in the watch. By the time we got our armour on the quarter was ablaze. They gotten right into the market square. Me & Da, we joined the others, anyone who could fight and we tried to hold them, Cael, we tried…’
Garon paused again, this time it was for a whole minute before he could continue.
‘There was a massive bastard with a great club, Da was trying to protect a group of common folk, hiding under a wagon, trying to get them to run…it smashed his brains out on the cobblestone when he was trying to free a lass from under the wagon…’ Garon stopped. His head bowed.
Cael placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder.
‘Garon, you can stop’ he murmered.
‘No, you have to know!’ Garon snapped back, when his head raised back up, his eyes shone with tears.
‘After Da fell, well it was chaos. Most folk hadn’t time to grab proper weapons, they were trying to protect lasses and wee ones as well. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I left the battle and ran back for my ma and my wee brothers. To try to get them out. I managed to find one of brothers, pulled him out the wreck of the house, it was aflame, my ma and the babe…I don’t know what happened to them. I ran as fast I could to get out of the quarter, to raise the alarm. We got out as the guard finally charged in to fight back against the giants. Your father, he was at the head of the charge’
‘My father…is he’, Cael asked, not wanting an answer
‘He lived, but he’s sorely wounded. A giant crushed his leg with a hammer, apparently he slit the buggers throat through!’ Garon replied, a faint smile playing around his lips.
‘My sister…Tela, how is she?’ Cael asked.
‘Aye, your sister is alive and well. Gardik had to chain to her up in her quarters to stop her going into battle!’ Garon replied, with an actual genuine laugh escaping his lips.
Cael smiled bitterly, that sounded like the Tela he knew!
Cael Thoradan's return to his clan pt 1:
It was late afternoon in a small tavern in one of the winding back streets of Specularum. Cael was happily reminiscing over how the lovely shade of blue of Alya’s eyes had been offset by the sapphires he had gifted her. He was a content dwarf. A beautiful lass was his intended, he had a hearty ale in his hand and a full belly. It was a fine day indeed.
Outside the little tavern, that had become his regular haunt, the streets were filled with the clatter of folk returning home from market day. A prosperous Monday for the farmers and traders, the carts that rattled past the window were a great deal emptier than when they had thundered past that morning. Cael had been awoken from his dozing by the ruckus in the early hours, one thing he missed about his father’s halls was the silence of the stone.
Cael and his sister Tela had been given adjacent rooms in his father’s quarters. Cael’s had been luxurious, by Dwarven standards. He remembered with a faint stab of nostalgia his own personal bathing room, with the marble paved floor. Although he was less nostalgic about his personal guardsman Bonfur, who’d replaced good old Odin. Bonfur had the habit of waking Cael up by dragging him out of his bed by one leg and then screaming at him for good measure.
Odin, although a strict tutor, had at least given Cael the luxury of a peaceful sleep-in on a Sunday. Poor Odin, he’d been with Cael almost his whole life. Cael blamed himself for the dismissal and the shame that had brought upon Odin and his kin. It had been his fault for sneaking off…his fault for Lilly…
No, he wasn’t going to think about the past, especially not *that* part of his patchy history.
No back to Alina and the prettiest shade of blue he’d ever seen…
‘Master Cael’, the bar-keep, a shaggy breaded fellow bellowed.
Cael was broken sharply out his reverie.
‘Aye Markus’, he replied cheerily.
Markus had been a good fellow to him over the past few days, apparently he was more than a little chuffed to have a member of the ‘White Dame’s company’ in his humble inn. He’d even knocked off a few silvers from the room price.
‘There’s a letter come for you, was brought in by a crow of all things’, Markus huffed. Cael knew from his conversations with the man over an ale or two, that Markus held no love for birds. Having grown up on a farm, he’d chased away too many of the pesky beasts.
A crow…that would mean it was from his people. Cael had sent a hurried reply to his sister’s letter a few weeks ago, scribbling the name of the inn at the bottom.
Cael grabbed the letter from the bar-keep with a wink and went back to sit by the window. Doubtless Tela would be scolding him for the terrible grammar in his last letter, or the shortness of it.
He cracked the seal and began to read….
Dear Brother,
My apologies for the tone of the last letter. I was rash to speak of trouble in the halls of our father. In fact all is now well with our kin. Rorur, our brother is preparing to take his place as head of our clan. In fact I am writing to you to extend an invitation to the ceremony.
Also my dear brother, I am to be wed!
Our courtship began some months ago. He a pure blooded Dwarf of noble kin. The second son of the Chief Arken of Brunstone clan to the west. I also extend an invitation to the happy occasion of my wedding. It would give me great happiness to have you there.
Cael stopped reading, the rest was just fluff about dresses and jewellery.
His blood was running cold and his hands shook. Something was deeply and seriously amiss.
The letter was written by his sister, the handwriting was hers but the words would never have come from Tela’s mouth or pen.
Tela was a proud warrior, she walked her father’s halls, clad in armour. She slept with her hand-axe!
To have her prattle on about jewellery and dresses!
Cael knew his twin, despite their differences, she was the closest person to him in this world. He knew in his heart that Tela had written the note under duress.
Tela was not the sort of dwarf whose hand would be forced with ease. Cael had a horrible image of his sister in a dank mountain dungeon, beaten and chained…
No his father’s clan would never allow that. Lady Tela was popular with the common folk…so she must be being held by other means…more subtle, manipulative means.
Where was his father in all of this!
He had to return his father’s halls. He knew it and despite his mind rebelling against the notion of ever setting foot in the same room as his father again, he had to return.
He had to protect his sister, as she had protected him, time and again.
pt 2
It took three days hard ride on his shire pony to reach the outskirts of the mountains.
As he rode further north Cael began to notice things were amiss. This was a familiar path, craved out of the forest and hills by his clan for trade with nearby human keeps. Only it seemed to have fallen into disuse. Cael was even accosted on the way by a small pack of bandits who as soon as they saw the quality of his armour and crossbow, ran into the darkness of the forest. But it was unnerving that such brigands had returned these woodlands, usually the watch would have kept them at bade. Cael was also unnerved at how they had been so keen to attack him, in his experience the bandits feared the Dwarves of these parts as hardy warriors.
He also noted, with the keen eyes of a tracker, that far more trees had been cut down than was usual. His people usually used coal at worse for the harsh winter months, but more often the great forge in the centre of his father’s halls, warmed the entire mountain keep. There was no need for paltry wood fuelled fires, like the humans had to use.
As he reached the mountain path, the source of the felling of the trees became evident…
Cael, although he had forsaken his father’s clan, had to let a small cry of distress pass his lips.
The great entrance to the mountain keep was in shambles, it was half caved in. The proud carving of dwarves in battle were scarred and torn apart. Outside the keeps entrance, a sea of tents and shanty huts were build. He saw figures, huddled around small fires.
His people…
His heart sank.
This is what Tela meant about the crisis…there must have been an attack…
Thankfully was still early autumn. Only a small dusting of snow covered the tents. But soon winter would come to the mountains in its full wrath and then those who dwelt in such scant quarters would freeze to death.
Where was his father?
How could have allowed this!
Cael dismounted and led his pony further up the path. He was met half-way up a young male dwarf, carrying a bundle of bracken and twigs.
‘Well met Lad’, Cael said, in the language of his kin.
The young dwarf turned and upon seeing Cael promptly dropped his sticks.
‘Lord Cael!’ he almost shouted, running up to Cael and slapping him heartily upon the back, ‘you’ve returned!’
Cael immediately recognized him, it was Garon, Odin’s son. Cael had grown up with the lad. Cael had lead several raiding parties with Garon as one of his most trusted men. They’d shared many an ale and a song around a camp fire.
Cael clapped him back heartily upon the shoulder, trying to let his shock over Garon’s appearance show. The lad was gaunt, although he’d always been a wily dwarf who’d favoured a dagger over an axe, his physique betrayed that he had suffered many a hungry night as of late.
Cael felt a mix of anger and shame fire up inside of him. Garon’s current state was likely influenced by his father’s dismissal from Gardik’s household.
‘Garon, what happened here?’, Cael said, trying to keep the pain out his voice.
Garon’s smile dropped from his face.
‘You don’t know…’ he replied quietly, ‘No one told you?’
‘Told me what?’ Cael said, praying to the God’s that his sister was still alive.
‘There was an attack in the night a month ago, the frost giants…they’ve forced alliances with other giant clans…their combined force over powered our defences…they came up through the old mining tunnels’ Garon paused, he looked at the stony ground.
Cael felt his blood turn to ice. The old mining tunnels lead into the living quarters of the common folk. Odin’s family home had been near there…
‘We woke up, Da and Me were light sleepers after so many years in the watch. By the time we got our armour on the quarter was ablaze. They gotten right into the market square. Me & Da, we joined the others, anyone who could fight and we tried to hold them, Cael, we tried…’
Garon paused again, this time it was for a whole minute before he could continue.
‘There was a massive bastard with a great club, Da was trying to protect a group of common folk, hiding under a wagon, trying to get them to run…it smashed his brains out on the cobblestone when he was trying to free a lass from under the wagon…’ Garon stopped. His head bowed.
Cael placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder.
‘Garon, you can stop’ he murmered.
‘No, you have to know!’ Garon snapped back, when his head raised back up, his eyes shone with tears.
‘After Da fell, well it was chaos. Most folk hadn’t time to grab proper weapons, they were trying to protect lasses and wee ones as well. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I left the battle and ran back for my ma and my wee brothers. To try to get them out. I managed to find one of brothers, pulled him out the wreck of the house, it was aflame, my ma and the babe…I don’t know what happened to them. I ran as fast I could to get out of the quarter, to raise the alarm. We got out as the guard finally charged in to fight back against the giants. Your father, he was at the head of the charge’
‘My father…is he’, Cael asked, not wanting an answer
‘He lived, but he’s sorely wounded. A giant crushed his leg with a hammer, apparently he slit the buggers throat through!’ Garon replied, a faint smile playing around his lips.
‘My sister…Tela, how is she?’ Cael asked.
‘Aye, your sister is alive and well. Gardik had to chain to her up in her quarters to stop her going into battle!’ Garon replied, with an actual genuine laugh escaping his lips.
Cael smiled bitterly, that sounded like the Tela he knew!
Friday, 20 May 2016
Character Deaths subsequently Raised
Maximum number of Raises = CON score.
Count William 1 - Finger of Death'd by Simon Amber in Castle Amber dungeons.
Claudia Morrigan 1 - zapped by giant electric eels in undersea city.
Roseanna the White Dame 1 - boiled in mud pit in White Plume Mountain.
Count William 1 - Finger of Death'd by Simon Amber in Castle Amber dungeons.
Claudia Morrigan 1 - zapped by giant electric eels in undersea city.
Roseanna the White Dame 1 - boiled in mud pit in White Plume Mountain.
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