Aetheris Pyrism/Roleplays
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The Temple, the Priestess and the Ring
Roleplay from Torpius d'Arricarrère | |
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On the bottom of a hill, around four dozens of men dressed in dark colors circumvent it while staring at its top, carrying lit torches as the sun falls in the sky.
On the top of the hill, a small group of figures with lighter colored clothes chat by the large pyre waiting to be ignited. | |
Torpius d'Arricarrère (Priest of Aetheris Pyrism) |
Roleplay from Casimir Godfrey | |
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[The Pass few days of Casimir's Journey]
"Sir Casimir." Captain Stephan calls as they march from Ciarin Tut to Garuck Udor. "Yes Captain. What is it you are summoning me for?" Asked Casimir Knowing his orders would lead him to someone he's been thinking about since they left to fight monsters. "Sir we have 10hours Travel before we get to Shinnen Purlieus." His captain said riding along side his Knight. "Are you telling me we are behind Captain?" Casimir asked as if not terribly concerned. "No sir, I am reporting the length we have left sir." His Captain looked Casimir in the eyes as if trying to see if Casimir was Concerned or he was Faking his disappointment. "Captain what have I told you about trying to study me?" Casimir Looked at his Captain unaffected by his stare. "Sir, You said that how ever long that I look at you that I will never figure out that you are being Serious or Entertaining." His captain dropped his stair remembering. "Did I tell you to stop Captain?" Casimir kept his stare on his captain knowing he has won whatever Battle that a man could win to another man. "Sir, I am your captain It is not my right to try to figure you out." His captain said head still lowered. "Captain You have to learn to look me in the eyes. I don't mind that you try to study me. That is what is going to keep you alive and not dead. But do not stare at me when I am not looking back at you." Casimir said as if trying to point out something to his captain. "Yes sir." His captain looked back up into his Knight's eyes. And for a second thought he knew what his Knight ment. "Get the men ready We Still have hours away before we reach Shinnen Purlieus. I want them in top shape when we arrive. I expect alot out of you Captain. Lets' Lead togeather and I'm sure you will learn." Casimir placed his hand on his Captains' shoulders to encourage him more. His captain nodded and left to ready the men for the lasting of the March to Shinnen Purlieus. "Oh to see My Nathalie and Her Daughter who named my horse.." He thought and smiled. [Meanwhile in Shinnen Purlieus a few days Earlier] "Mommy, Is it alright I go and play?" Asked Stefanie. "Yes, But come back before the sun lowers." Said the Priestess. "Yes Mommy." Stefanie left without saying another word. She walked to the hill where the First Sacrifice was done by Her mother Nathalie and the new Priest Torpius of Aetheris Pyrism. To Stefanie it looked like some people where having a large fire she really didn't understand what that site was truly about or for. She didn't know that was where the First Sacrifices where made and since no one told her that she couldn't play up there she did just that. She gathered twigs, Flowers, Leafs, rocks, Played in the ashes of the sacrifices Stirring the dirt Picking up more rocks and finding a Clump of dirt with a large greenish-bluish stone shining dimly in the shadow of the trees. Upon seeing the Stone she placed everything she had in a Basket she found on her way up the Hill. Reaching out to touch the ring it shocked her but when she tried again it let her pick it up. "Mommy would know how to clean up this rock." She said putting it into her basket and continued looking around gathering flowers for her mom and hoping to see Sir Casimir again. "He told us he would be back. I have to believe that he will." She said to herself. "Mommy misses him so much." She danced around the top of the hill tell the sun started to go down and it started to get dark. She picked up her basket filled with rocks and flowers and walked home like her mother told her to do she was home before dark. "Stefanie, Come eat your just in time for Dinner." She heard her mom yell. "And leave your findings by the door I don't want it to be like last time when you brought home worms and they where everywhere." "Yes Mommy." Stefanie said leaving her findings by the door and ran to the table to sit down and eat. "Your a mess Stefanie!" Nathalie was in total shock. "Stefanie Hurry upstairs and fix yourself up." "Yes Mommy." Stefanie hurried upstairs and cleaned herself up a bit before returning to her mother and the food on the table. "That's better." Nathalie said. They started to eat dinner and Having not eaten almost all day Stefanie was quite hungry. "Mommy, This is really good. After this I want to give you your flowers I found for you." Stefanie said happily. "Flowers huh. Did you collect alot of them?" Nathalie smiled. "Yep and I need your help in cleaning up a rock i found mommy." Stefanie said with a smile. "Yes after we have eaten." Nathalie said with a smile. | |
Casimir Godfrey (Knight of Irvington) |
Roleplay from Casimir Godfrey | |
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[To continue]
[After Dinner] "Mommy here's your flowers and heres the rock I found." Stefanie said with excitement. "Oh thank you for the flowers Lets see what kind of rock you found sweetheart." Nathalie took the rock and started to clean it realizing who it looked like it belonged too. "Stefanie, Where did you find this ring?" Nathalie asked. "On top of a Hill mommy." Stefanie explained. The ring was made from a metal called "silver gold" and had a dog with something indistinguishable on his back carved, a large greenish-bluish stone, and had a motto: "frangar sed non flectar" Though this one had an Odd shape P and H in front and behind of the Motto as if scratched into on accident. "This ring belongs to Someone I know Stefanie. I will have to show him it. I'm not sure if he'll let us keep it." Nathalie explained. "Momma." Stefanie started to cry. "But I was the one that found it." "Sweetheart, It belongs to someone else. I will make sure that that person knows you Found it. Now off to bed we'll talk about this in the morning." Nathalie hugged her daughter. "I love you sweetheart. Please understand that I am not taking the ring away from you but I should show it to the Owner of such a marvelous ring." Nathalie walked her daughter to her bed and tucked her in. "Goodnight sweetheart." "Night mommy." She replied and fell to sleep. Nathalie walked downstairs to the table where the ring laid. "Wonder what he's going to think of this? He did throw it in the fire but it wasn't harmed? It was hot enough to melt most metals. My late husband would of been so proud. I wonder where Casimir is I hope he's OK. What will he think of me being a priestess? So much to talk about when I see him next." She went to bed waiting to talk to Priest Torpius in the morning... | |
Casimir Godfrey (Knight of Irvington) |
Roleplay from Torpius d'Arricarrère | |
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Returning to Shinnen Purlieus and its temple, Torpius is greeted by the high priestess of the temple.
"How were your travels, your eminence?" Nathalie asks, while accompanying the prophet to the chambers reserved for him. | |
Torpius d'Arricarrère (Priest of Aetheris Pyrism) |
Roleplay from Casimir Godfrey | |
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[Casimir's Journey to giving his family name a place in Luria Nova] [A Large Chance presented to him by someone quite greater then him] The road to greatness has been hard on Casimir. Though his thoughts are on saving his Region and slaying monsters he also knows that this cannot be done alone. His thoughts are on his region, his kingdom, as well as the other nobles who also feel his pain when monsters crawl over the Kingdom. "Where is the King." He hears the people of Luria Nova ask saddens Casimir's heart. "Where is my friend Torpius he asks. What is their to do with all these Monsters. His orders state Gather Scouts and scout around Shinnen Purlieus locate all monsters around him Prepare the armies so they can come in with an Idea and not blindly. Casimir agrees with these orders that his marshal has placed upon him and will gladly execute the orders as fast as possible. His travel to Sulorte was a mistake and he had to turn back realizing there are scouts in Shinnen Purlieus. Not only are their scouts. His Romantic Relationship with the Priestess Nathalie Kruss and His friendship with her daughter Stefanie. Who he thinks about more then they could possibly know. Over the hill he can see Shinnen Purlieus though he notices Nathalie and Stefanie riding on horses towards them. | |
Casimir Godfrey (Earl of Thar Gortauth) |
Roleplay from Casimir Godfrey | |
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“Yes, I understand you have to know. And I’m sure he’ll know what to say. I love you Casimir.” She looked at him.
“As I you my lady I would like to take you with me but I would understand if you need to stay.” Casimir looked at her though a different light because his words where true. “If Torpius needs me He knows to send someone to find me. I truly have my heart set on you and I will go where you go.” She said understanding him. They rode to Shinnen Purlieus together His army behind him protect their Commanders new Lady. | |
Casimir Godfrey (Earl of Thar Gortauth) |
Conversion of Mormeg Garayoa
Roleplay from Mormeg Garayoa | |
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The battles in the North had left Mormeg an emptyness he couldn´t understand. This wasn’t the first battlefield he had been in nor the first time he had spilled blood. He liked destroying Luria Nova’s enemies, his enemies.
Yet he felt empty, alone, logic couldn’t even begin to describe his feelings. Explaining them was tough too. He had never been good at expressing feelings to himself. Shinnen Purlieus wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Just another place of the many he had been visited. Then he saw, in the middle of the night, torches on the top of a hill. There was a temple far away enough to be unnoticed but close enough to hear some whispers. At the doorstep he felt warmth run throughout his body just to extinguish a second later. He had never experienced such thing and in search for more, he closed the distance to the temple’s entrance. That time he felt it better, bigger, warmer. It was just like having a fire burning inside. Finally, he entered the temple determined not to turn back. He would learn to understand himself better by understanding first the gods and flame of Aetheris Pyrism... | |
Mormeg Garayoa (Knight of Giask) |
Conquering of the Smokey Hills
Roleplay from Levon Arrakis | |
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Levon left his men back in the small central village in Smokey Hills, where they were helping the small population recover from the days of continuous anarchy. They have befriended the locals rather well, and all Lurian troops were tasked with rebuilding the mills, mines and roads for this communion of hunters that were soon to embrace the Lurian Crown.
Parting ways from the crowd and bringing only several guards with him, he isolates himself from others in order to examine the terrain. Seeking good tactical positions for defense was his duty, after all. Slowly riding through the hills of this new province he was tasked to conquer for the Crown, Levon observes the nature around him. Much was destroyed. The green was devastated and the small rivers he occasionally stumbled upon were almost dry. "The hand of Ukhra has ruled this place for too long", he mutters. As he was about the curse the nothingness and chaos of Ukhra, he quickly stops, remembering the warnings that the monks gave him about even mentioning the name of the unholy one. Levon was godfearing enough not to meddle with the evocation of Ukhra and his rise from his dormant position. Reaching the outskirts with his small entourage he observes the horizon to the west. Scouts reported a large gathering of beasts in Moon Bay. The legions of Fz'Ar and Najch'Akuy were only around 250 miles away, and although his scimitars have tasted their blood before numerous times, he makes a short prayer to Nemordiabel to protect these hills at least until such a time when the takeover is done. When the observation of the most important tactical positions were done, Levon and his entourage start their trek back. Commotion and panic meets them upon their return, as the peasants and soldiers were seemingly wanting to hit something from afar. Peasants were throwing rocks and other rubbish but they were clearly out of range. His own sharpshooters gave it a go, too, but even their keen eagle eyes could not hit the black shape that was running away from them, seeking salvage in the hills. "What is it?" Levon cries. "A single monster, my Lord", his faithful Captain Engelhart replies. "The beast ate two farmers and destroyed an entire field of grain. Somehow he eluded our guards. My apologies, my Lord, I have no idea how..." With a sharp movement of his hand Levon silences the Captain and motions for the bow and arrow, and the Captain quickly hands them to him. Levon was never a great shooter, still, he felt an inner fire firmly guiding his hands. As the crowd of enthusiastic peasants and soldiers gather around him in awe, Levon screams to the sky. "Almighty rulers of the heavens, hear my plea! I pray to you, oh mighty god Korroth, to imbue this arrow with a celestial fire that will burn the beast trying to escape your vengeance, and to give this bow the strength of hundred men so that my arrow can reach this follower of Fz'Ar! I pray to you, divine Tyka, to guide my hand so that my arrow hits with precision, and that upon its fall the harborer of Ukhra is no more!" With that, he fires the arrow away and keeps the gaze on his prey. Several minutes later, scout reported the beast to be dead, mortally wounded by a single shot from an amazing distance. | |
Levon Arrakis (High Commander of Luria Nova, Marshal of the Lurian Vanguard) |
Battle Taint (Part I)
Roleplay from Rhino Tsoutsoulis | |
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The young knight was back on the road again, but this time he was alone. He spent the last night in the woods of Aveston building a bustum to cremate his men, at least the ones with enough remains to be identified. The rest were represented by their own igneum and the knight blew out the candles one by one to mark the passing of their soul to the eternal flame.
The next morning his scribe shuffled behind him as he walked a funeral march back to Thar Gortauth. He was headed for Giask to recruit more men, but as he clutched his Girdle of Life he wondered if it was the ring that saved him or the twenty men who were slaughtered in the name of Tsoutsoulis and the wretched Path, as he now liked to call it. The battle repeated over and over in his head: First, his Marshall's cavalry were scattered or unsaddled by the horde. Then, alongside The Silent Ones and the only lord as foolhardy as himself, Jens, his men were cut down rank by rank like grain to the grindstone. The knight halted, "Scribe, write this letter: Sir Torpius, when I arrive at your temple on my way to Giask, will you perform on me the Rite of Purification? I have just sent twenty men to the Holy Flame and I cannot forget their screams. Yours, Rhino." The scribe finished writing, but would not look up at the knight. Rhino turned, spit on the path before him, and marched. | |
Rhino Tsoutsoulis (Knight of Shinnen) |
Path of the Priest
Roleplay from Caldric Tyr-Sog | |
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It was a sunny day as Caldric walked out of the temple. It had been a long time since he was outside. He smiled and covered his eyes as the first rays of the sun touched his eyes. After a short time he was used to the light and he laughed. Even though he studied the flames, the sun was still much brighter. Caldric prayed and then walked away, to bring the word of the flames to the people. | |
Caldric Tyr-Sog (Noble of Luria Nova) |
Conversion of Eddard Huntington
Roleplay from Eddard Huntington | |
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The Night of the Conversion
The Knight Eddard Huntington was walking the hilly landscape from Shinnen Purlieus almost at midnight. The cold was unbearable for the average person, but what saddens and freeze is inside him because he lost all his military unit... there isn’t any warrior survivor, everybody is dead. Now he is alone in the dark, the sky is completely black in new moon phase, all this makes him feel as if stone pressed on the throat. His eyes are clouded ... and suddenly feel he can no longer stand the weight of the armor he wears. He takes off his armor, and bare-chested Eddard gives a few more steps with arms outstretched to the sides. Eddard followed the ignis fatuus until to be in front of altar. Suddenly he saw a great Flame floating. He felt respect for that signal of the gods, and then he fell on his knees, drawing strength from the depths of his heart, with the most sacred of his soul, Eddard cried with all his might... “Gods from heaven, I praise and salute you, as all the dead of my father and mother of Huntington family.” Then he recited the following prayer... “Katrina give me peace and prosperity.” “Gods all these blessings can pass to me.” Past these prayers, Eddard stood up. He felt purified with an inner peace, and he felt full of strength. Is that he really was. The heaven had listened to him, the Gods had blessed him. Since then, Eddard Huntington became a Spark Seeker... he became an Aetheris Pyrism believer. | |
Eddard Huntington (Knight of Mellifera) |
Birth of the Brotherhood
Roleplay from Bipel Coldchest | |
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It was a cold night, Lord Bipel was sleeping in his usual room at the RedHorse inn, on the way to Giask. Suddenly he woke up, there was an intense light, an a tall man standing before him. -"Bipel, there's no need of your sword" - he said, at this time Bipel felt his power, he had the impression that this man could kill him just by thinking it, the power was so intense that even talk was a tremendous effort. | |
Bipel Coldchest (Earl of Orz) |
Theosophy Delving (Part II)
Roleplay from Hendrick Madigan | |
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Hendrick sat at the desk provided for him in his temporary quarters in Shinnen and wrote out his notes.
I read the letter of his holiness with a mix of fear and trepidation. If this being Nethezim is a Lower Spirit than I can only imagine what happened to the man who wrote these records. Perhaps this being was a benevolent spirit as far as things go, but I am in no hurry to contact it, despite its potential use as an intermediary. The spirit claiming to be one of the Higher Sphere speaks of many thing to my unnamed predecessor. He talks of those wreathed in brilliant fire who tend the lighthouses the guide the heavens. He speaks of those who sail the seas of stars, whose who watch over our kind. He speaks of being trapped below us, of prisoners we are bound to watch. The spirit speaks of those who stand ready in the Celestial World above, to cast back the evil, those who have been created should humanity fail and the evil spring forth from this mimicked world. He speaks here of power, of a way to claim a piece of the most divine. His words are recorded verbatim and they, even though mere words on a page, are filled with persuasion and temptation. The words almost lure me to follow his madness. The record ends here, with the writer claiming that he will go and find the power that Nethezim speaks of, that he will succumb. Doubt fills my heart. Am I a fool for believing these words committed to paper by a nameless adherent listening to a being beyond our comprehension? Am I merely following the game of an...evil thing that seeks to derail me? As always I feel the truth rests just beyond my fingertips and that I am mocked from on high. This man, the man who came before me, fell prey to this being, to some luster of power. What were these words? They mean nothing, written by a traitor, and unnamed madman and I am left to read them. I cannot continue. Hendrick Madigan set down his quill and covered his face with his hands. He peeked through his fingers at the ancient papers of the man who came before him and was seized with the urge to throw them into the fire - but he knew such action would achieve nothing. The path was more obscured to him now than ever before. He needed help. Swiftly, a penned a note and gathered together his findings and journal. He passed the bundle of pages off to his squire with words of desperation "Bring these to Torpius d'Arricarrère. I am in crisis". The boy departed, and Hendrick was left with the demons his mind conjured. | |
Hendrick Madigan (Earl of Thar Gortauth) |
Roleplay from Torpius d'Arricarrère | |
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In a large market square in Shinnen, more than a hundred citizens listen two men debating. One of them, which appears as a non-ordained preacher, or perhaps a deacon, is saying: "...so you see, should you follow this abomination-hating credo, what will you accomplish? By simple logic should its principles be true you will gain little if not nothing, but should they be false you will lose your own soul!". By his side Torpius silently observes. The other debater, with the semblance of an wealthy and instructed layman, probably a merchant, defends an opposite opinion: "You have no proofs, have you ever seen a God? Show me their power and I will believe!". He gesticulates and speaks loud, provokingly, and many of the listeners nod and agree with him. Irritated, the preacher retorts: "Have you ever seen a Daimon? How do you know they are evil? Or is it only the stories you hear from others? There is much you do not know, and it is by ignorance you speak ill of the Gods. Do not make a fool out of yourself, and go back to your petty trading!". The listeners murmur, some agree, others shrug, and many follow the other debater when he shows himself offended and leaves. The preacher smiles, pleased. "Have you ever seen one?" Torpius asks him. During this short exchange of words between the prophet and the preacher a boy arrives, announcing himself at the end of their conversation as Lord Hendrick's squire. He delivers a small pile of writings to the prophet, adding: "My liege requires you, your holiness." | |
Torpius d'Arricarrère (Earl of Shinnen Purlieus) |
Roleplay from Hendrick Madigan | |
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Hendrick began pacing the room manically. Fear began to wind tendrils around his mind as the ancient papers seemed to take on a life of their own in the room. What began as fear of failure and falling into the hands of darkness had spiralled out of control. All fears that plagued Hendrick surfaced: fear of being an inept lord, fear of being ignored, fear of not being good enough. He feared, at that moment, for and of everything imaginable, until he simply feared with no target or ending. His gaze returned to the table with the records found in the temple of Grodno - with their false hope and their tale of human fallacy and weakness for power. 'Those papers really aught to be burned', he thought and moved towards them, until the sound of voices in the courtyard made him freeze. It seems his squire had no been remiss in finding His Holiness. Salvation at last. He snatched his hand away from the papers and forced himself to sit and wait. | |
Hendrick Madigan (Earl of Thar Gortauth) |