Chronicler Nyora'lanna'ira Alean'atear

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~A freshly bound rather thick tomb its sturdy weather protected leather color is dyed in beautiful ombre sunset colors. Centered upon the front is a golden emblem, an blazing setting sun whose rays are intricate and its center filled with an seemingly infinite weave. It smells fresh the parchment pages within smooth and new. Presently only a few pages are written in artfully curved elven.~

The march of time is inexorable, but the blessings of the Life giver enable the children of Corellon to live long and fruitful lives, unmarked by the passage of years. Record and preserve the lessons of history, and draw lessons from that which has unfolded. In the end, the sun always sets ere the next day dawns anew.

I feel my ambitions may be taking a curve from my intended mission my House has suggested my wandering path to lead. Priority being pursuit and recording lore of House Amaratharr and my intrigue with the ghost Hullack of Eldath. I am coming to find this may just be a fools errand. Even The People in this land have been so touched by Others that to my chagrin and disbelief I am not even trusted among The People here enough to be welcome within Our very sheltered and hidden home. What is a chronicler with nothing to scribe?

I have naught but time, meanwhile I have endeavored to pursue leads from rumors of elven artifacts, Greatgaunt seemed to have a few elven secrets for recording however, it has become clear to me I am not the first to happen upon them nor will I be the last. However, I have archived what I have found for lack of else to do. Already my first book is on its way home. It does not feel to be my true calling, while artifacts have stories of the past my mind has been more intrigued by the present. After all, the present will be history. I look around me at each passer by, most so strange I cannot even begin to fathom how they came to be this way. Likely to be forgotten in the passage of time simply as "Oh just another crazy". I intend to observe, perhaps befriend, and scribe who I can. Perhaps, I could be lucky and scribe some important mark in the futures history. At the very least even the most boring deserve to not be entirely forgotten if indeed -all- life is precious.

Who do I start with I wonder...

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  Today I am reminded of a reoccurring dream, at least I have been hoping it to just be a dream. Simple enough I was traversing the forests when I felt I was being stalked occasionally catching glimpse from my peripherals of large feline eyes with a sensation of perhaps a panther in the darkness. Perhaps someones familiar or companion keeping an eye on its surroundings I felt no nefarious intent.

 Now, indeed I have observed a few would be acquaintances and brief travel companions. Nothing truly remarkable to note. I was invited cordially to step out of the town of Great gaunt to a nearby swimming hole for introductions of some of the local kin. I was particularly unimpressed with a male Ar'tel'quissir who must have Stars Shining Right through his Eyes .. his behavior was most unbecoming. Though, what had my attention was upon heading out of town he leaped into the form of a panther. Coincidence surely, it did unsettle me for a time.

 Not long after most of the group departed I was engaged in light conversation with one of the Hullacks Wardens. Refreshing, respectful and perhaps he is worthy of further encounters as he suggests before he departs to the Hullack again. He did nearly see my paternal grandfathers patch as it fell from one of his journals I was looking something up within. I did let him know of my secret investigation of his disappearance ... discreetly. He even offered to speak with the Archmage Entori on the matter. Tomorrow and its tomorrows will tell.


 Unrelated, another noteworthy occurrence.

 "As I would Think, so Shall Ye; As I would Feel, so Shall Ye; As I would Do, so Shall Ye; As I would not Harm, Nor shall Ye; As I would, so Shall the Clan; As the Clan Would, so Shall I; As We Would, so Shall Ye. The People are as One, and Never Shall I Stray From This, Nor Shall Ye, For to Digress is to Diminish You and Your People"

The words were loud in my mind, and surely he must have known.. but it was not the time or place for speaking such in presence of N'Tel'quissir. For as I watched his self drawn blood droplets descend to the ground in a vow I knew, my tongue caught in my mouth. We had survived what might be deemed impossible my most, he called it luck but I knew in seeing his resourcefulness to match my own it was truly skill. I for once find myself hoping to encounter someone again... this apprentice arcanist...even if he is Tue'tel'quissir.

 A human the apprentice wizard introduced me to, surprise there -is- one of note, though I had not really payed him mind until his departing words for that evening. A Red Knight priest, not entirely incompetent for a human.


 Perhaps, there may after all be a chronicle or two to write here..
 

[eventidewarden]

Evermeet! Evermeet! Home of the People, Realm of Sweet Magi, Land of the Light; Long have I Tarried Away From thy Forests, Long Lie the Shadows that Darken to Night. Evermeet! Evermeet! East Blow the Breezes that Carry the Fragrance of Evermeet's Shore, and Soon the Realms Will in Truth be Forgotten, AS thy Lost, Wayward Child Returns Home Once More

Humankind, still I would not lift a finger to aid a dieing man if it were out of my convenience. Yet, I have been driven to socializing with them now and then. Driven?... or is it loneliness.?
I miss home. I find solace in the occasional coming and going kin. A few Teu'Tel'Quissir and their merriment have helped ease the loneliness for short periods of time. Few kin at all linger for more than introductions. I find myself lowering my pride and a little barrier. I have found attempting playfulness falls short its mark.

I am making no leeway with my mission? Is that the word for it? Quest?
The symbol, I am learning what it means the libraries here have little to say on it. Could he possibly have been what I think this suggests?
I have not heard back from the Warden who suggested he would help. Dare I trust the Erevanite Archmage to help me with this matter? I am already doubting his apprentice.
Am I to follow in his footsteps in this way?

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My chronicles have been logged and sent home.
Closure I believe has been obtained.
The prominent lesson gained here is while knowledge is something I will forever thirst for; obtaining it is no always favorable.

Sol'mah'vin of House Alean'atear admitted to service in the Eldreth Veluuthara. An embarrassment to the House at most however, his actions within in service of a reputed ice lich which guided his decision to a similar path another story. While it should be of course ancient history and thus quite difficult for me to pursue any knowledge in the matter he did manage to extend his life beyond natural means. I expected to see a whithering greying grandfather Ar'tel'quessir but when my eyes set upon him the visage was breathtaking. For by all appearance he could not have been much older than myself. Which explains partially why my search has been so difficult.

The People of these lands were of little aid at all. Feigning interest for a conversation or two though no I did not feel any real interest from them. Alone, I made any progress perusing libraries and strange leads... it happened he got wind of my presence and arrival and found me. I am to this day uncertain what to think of his own recruitment attempts. In my studies of the realms of law and order I came across a clear decisive solution.

My only question remaining.. "Was he a lich?" if so... "Where would he keep his phylactery?"

Perhaps a relative note. How much of this knowledge I have obtained be shared... and with whome?

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At last I have acquired my merchant license in these lands. Perhaps a little business venture will pass the time. I am in no hurry to return home just yet. I am lacking for else to do. Certainly, aid kin here and there.

I have only chronicled two more adventurers .. adventures. It would seem my inspiration is dwindling.

A delightful little bard painted a picture of me out of boredom perhaps? She was wonderful company.

I must say she did capture my finest assets, my mithril armor seems quite painted on..

My oldest and finest companions seem to have moved on. I miss them so. However, there is new promise certainly when one door closes new ones open...only I don't really like closing doors.

Truely, its sad I have little else to write presently my mind hasn't come to anything conclusive enough.

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// I am not really worried about anything I type being meta gamed, as I know for a fact people have a difficult time keeping ooc (mis)information ooc as my own character has in game been effected on a few occasions by information missinterperated by other peoples writings in "journals" and such. It is why my own writings are so few and far between and often quite vague. This is Nyora'lanna'iras journal she is often seen writing in and she makes no real effort to keep her elven words from anyones eyes seeing herself as not really having anything to hide from Tel'quessir. While she doesnt pass it around or anything, anyone can look over her shoulder or shes stepped away from it a time or two anyway.//


I must actively force myself choose to believe the intentions of others are well meaning to someone, somehow, in someway... every day... I must remind myself of the infinite possibilities and variables in which an action may not be as malicious as I perceive. It used to come so easily and natural to me but, slanderous tongues have stripped me of someone most precious to me directly attacking my own integrity and loyalty leaving me walking quite numb. I cannot bring myself to confront them on the matter the replies will simply likely be "Well, it looked this way to me"... or "well I thought because I heard".. Truth is it would not matter what their responce would be, defensive posturing guarding their pride, or apologetic sniveling. Nothing with change what has occured.

I find solace in guiding a student or two in The Way. What else is there to do?

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"If you truly love someone, let them go.."

There is more to that line but that clearly does not apply to me. More likely its better for them. Perhaps, I am indeed to picky.. my standards and expectations too high for any to meet. Yet, I will still reach for the stars. In doing so I have fallen and bruised quite badly. I feel I have failed him and perhaps countless others.. but it won't stop me from trying.

I met a most beautiful creature in such a dire wretched state,at first I pitied her. When I learned more, I all to easily related to her pain and loss. In her I found strength again.. not just for myself that I would dare not let myself succumb to loss and waste away. For I saw the sadness it brings to those who witness it. No. I could not do that to anyone. I will remain strong, and I will bring her with me in companionship. A pack mate is just what she needs and here I am. Shes of nature, someone I am certain who I can show unconditional love. I know it won't be easy in the least.. she won't be able to let go of her sorrow as far as my understanding of things are... perhaps I can endure it with her... together we can find joy.



.... Yet, still we sing to the stars and hope for renewal.

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*Nyora's coppery lashes flutter open and peer around from her deep rest. Slowly, she sits up with a soft inward groan as the previous evenings events swim through her mind, her cheeks redden a moment. Humility overtaking her a moment. Though, it fades as she breaths in a familiar aroma, it reminded her of home and emenated from the cloak swathed about her. She savored its warmth curling into it a few moments and smiling giddly at a passer by who succombed to her own giddiness with melodious laughter as well. Just what she missed from home such connection from aquaintences such joy. She then bolts up right wide eyed and quickly shakes out the cloak and neatly folds it into her pack. Nope, the kind gesture would certainly be missinterprated by others and she would spare its owner any problematic gossip. She did not even glance around to note those nearby. Instead settling against a pillar to put words that have been on her mind that it may be easier for her to keep from speaking her mind to easily to be misconstrued or at bad times*


To The Weave: Ah, my one true love. I ever revel in puzzling out your mystery never do you fail to amaze me with each new possibility. Ever accepting in the shining and even the abject. At least now there is one whome truly understands this now... this too is thrilling if tenative.

To the Keryma: At last I feel some connections long missed from home amongst you. I feel you each to be brother and sister. Though I am not of the Keryma I am hoping you see that I love each of you and I hold high faith in the promise of good changes and growth.

Isiolith: Upon our first meeting it felt as if my spirit had long known yours and your presence is the warm embrace of home. If I seem temperance in our time together it is because I think it is essential that I do not feel your loss as profoundly when you are done here and chose to return home. Perhaps the other kin feel the same. I know I should be reveling in the time we do have as great friends .. sisters while I can.. I shall endeavor to work on that.

Thas'Nalaque: Even as you walk away I am filled with pride in your growth and accomplishments. Singing the song. I truly hope you one day find some understanding and acceptance in your heart for who I really am not necessarily the sovereign of your heart you paint me to be. Perhaps, then we can once again walk together as we used to. I look forward to that day and seeing open warm acceptance in you that should be of The People and the way.

Findarato: Lets just forget that one time.... and maybe that other time... but not the Frost Fair (those moments were to perfect to dismiss) you are true a friend as the water to the trees. I delight in the joy you bring The People and really do not mind aiding your endeavors despite my jesting protests. Your words are not true, there is no doubt in my mind she can varily trust you with her heart.

Ru and your ranger companion Kaleian: Oh how I delight in your attentive wide eyes as I teach you of the Seldarine. Your keen interest has driven me to hone and perfect the tellings to best relate to you and possibly others in the future. It honors me to share such knowledge with you and perhaps if I do well enough you are able to pass it on even better. If I seem over protective it is not for your lack of skill..In fact your scouting skills have I think perhaps surpassed my own.. I only hope I do not demean your confidence as I care for your well being.

Arivae: You have been missing for sometime now yet often have come to mind. I know your last words to me were out of a vindication.. likely because you do not understand the respect I have for you and your calling. I can understand that it certainly might not seem that way and a loath that those may be the last words we will ever share. Often I wander to your posts in perhaps false hope that you would one day be there ever vigilant and silent. Where ever have you gone? I hope you are well and send pleads to the Seldarine your path is favored.

Sydlia: Of course I still love and adore you in all your quirkiness. I hope your brilliant beautiful mind eventually encompasses what I am attempting to convey is while true we can be quite passionate in what we believe in.. we do not need to engage in unnecessary conflict. Simple words have expressed my disapproval of certain deeds without tyrades. Yes, it is true we have deep histories and I am quite respectfull even proud with your extensive knowledge of them, they are there, cannot be changed but learned from... not used as weapons to prove unnecessary points. I worry that perhaps you do not realize you are so much more than you knowledge and histories and really have no need to brandish them as weapons against anyone to prove anything. Of course conflict happens but it certainly can be handled better. It does me well to see you now and then doing well though despite my apparent apathy.

N'tel'quessir: While most have proven as of late to be as fickle as reputed to be. There has been promise in select few that I have spared time. Dwarven kind in general have proven to be the most noteworthy, quite a surprise really given our history I favor a few Kur'tak, Morthic, Rumus, certainly do their clans proud and I am honored to call them friends. Halflings have surprised me as well, I begun to believe I would favor them and while there are shining friends like Tasha her dirty little druid companion whose name I am omiting as my own secret taunt for disappearing, even if he is perhaps a favored friend!, Moonyava, Corky, I have witnessed quite a few more that do their kind unjustice. Humans..... Meh. Perhaps I have just spent enough time amongst them to see the more shining variety such as Henrik.


Fenix: Perhaps my greatest misstake is to permit myself to believe in you. While I have attempted to be a friend during what I believe to be a hard time for you.. I feel you have done me great disservice by attempting to lead me on with your poetry and lines that are just as likely spent on others. It seems to me it is indeed true you toy with peoples minds for the favor of entertaining your own. I should certainly expect as your actions have been. Consistantly turning up to abandon on a whim. I return the favor.

Trek: I am honestly vexed! I had not realized at all your racism for my kind until you spoke of it before me to Entori. You were indeed kind and often would catch my attention for a simple smile and greeting I had begun to think perhaps a friendship was building out of our business transaction... huh... I think I am still reeling in surprise .. am I really that oblivious to the intent and nature of others?.... yes.. yes I am this should not surprise me so much.

Hrmmn.. I have been requested to aid a kin in imbueing his robes. I shall continue this later its therapeutic. Perhaps, I shall begin including details of the things I have been creating and imbueing as well.