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A different hand writing here, it seems Frieda chose to stay with her Bear. Guilt and Grief can weigh heavy upon a loved ones soul. terril is now the new head of the family, Merril is his wife and they have four boys and two girls. There seems to have been another child but the name was scratched out on this scroll.
 
A different hand writing here, it seems Frieda chose to stay with her Bear. Guilt and Grief can weigh heavy upon a loved ones soul. terril is now the new head of the family, Merril is his wife and they have four boys and two girls. There seems to have been another child but the name was scratched out on this scroll.
  
    * ( as I can not read the name because it is scratched out I will from now on insert unknown)* "Unknown has been caught preaching the ancient way again. using the Cain staff upon his under feet, the cat-o-nine, and the stocks all have failed to eradicate his blaspheme ways. he just gets a fevered looked and preaches louder as the punishment gets worse. It bother me that he is the eldest of y sons. he has courage to spare and intelligence but I question his heart and its true path. especially now during this drought, we have not had rain in nearly three years. Unknown is reviving ancient beliefs and is urging human sacrifice.  
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"Unknown has been caught preaching the ancient way again. using the Cain staff upon his under feet, the cat-o-nine, and the stocks all have failed to eradicate his blaspheme ways. he just gets a fevered looked and preaches louder as the punishment gets worse. It bother me that he is the eldest of y sons. he has courage to spare and intelligence but I question his heart and its true path. especially now during this drought, we have not had rain in nearly three years. Unknown is reviving ancient beliefs and is urging human sacrifice.  
  
 
I fear for the safety of the small ones hunger and thirst tears at us. Our babes are so thin. As their leader I must show them the way, for I have only one problem My wisdom in this matter fails me at this time."
 
I fear for the safety of the small ones hunger and thirst tears at us. Our babes are so thin. As their leader I must show them the way, for I have only one problem My wisdom in this matter fails me at this time."
  
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This is written in Merriles hand "A fire has ravaged what little food stocks we have managed to store. No one has been able to find water. I over heard terril and Unknown arguing today about what I am not sure of. There was a loud thud and then Unknown came out of our tent. his face bloodied from fighting and a slight limp in his leg he looked at me and said. "We will all die here down to the last man lying in the rotten stink of our corpses, because of my fathers stubbornness and unbelieving ways of our past!" I can feel the evil storm building, its ominous energy engulfs us interfering with even the simplest of tasks. it feels like a thunder storm over a dying dessert starving for rain. I’ll talk to terril for something must be done quickly I fear."
 
This is written in Merriles hand "A fire has ravaged what little food stocks we have managed to store. No one has been able to find water. I over heard terril and Unknown arguing today about what I am not sure of. There was a loud thud and then Unknown came out of our tent. his face bloodied from fighting and a slight limp in his leg he looked at me and said. "We will all die here down to the last man lying in the rotten stink of our corpses, because of my fathers stubbornness and unbelieving ways of our past!" I can feel the evil storm building, its ominous energy engulfs us interfering with even the simplest of tasks. it feels like a thunder storm over a dying dessert starving for rain. I’ll talk to terril for something must be done quickly I fear."
  
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"That bloody bastard is no child of mine! to do such, to attempt such with his own sister! with anyone! How I curse thee ancient gods of my father! that they would demand such a horrid sacrifice! No! I and those with me will not follow you any longer. We will follow someone, any one else. we die first. My dear Melg, never again will your golden hair be encircled by your dassie rings. Your laughter will no longer brighten my day. your clear blue eyes no longer sparkle with life. May you and my dearest son your brother Delvein find peace. I am sorry that Delvein was able to strangle him in his dying Breath. No more will his name be spoken it shall be Stricken from all records. And all evidence of his existence shall be destroyed. We have found his accursed books of this vile god and burned them. Everything he has owned will be put to the torch! Lat him go and rest among his fouled gods! I shall light the fires with my own hand and send his treacherous soul to its doom."
 
"That bloody bastard is no child of mine! to do such, to attempt such with his own sister! with anyone! How I curse thee ancient gods of my father! that they would demand such a horrid sacrifice! No! I and those with me will not follow you any longer. We will follow someone, any one else. we die first. My dear Melg, never again will your golden hair be encircled by your dassie rings. Your laughter will no longer brighten my day. your clear blue eyes no longer sparkle with life. May you and my dearest son your brother Delvein find peace. I am sorry that Delvein was able to strangle him in his dying Breath. No more will his name be spoken it shall be Stricken from all records. And all evidence of his existence shall be destroyed. We have found his accursed books of this vile god and burned them. Everything he has owned will be put to the torch! Lat him go and rest among his fouled gods! I shall light the fires with my own hand and send his treacherous soul to its doom."
  
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So that is why certain areas of the Family lands will never spawn life again. It is cursed by the anger and hatred spawned by Fraticide. three lost in one blow such sorrow and loss must have been a crippling blow. Stephen Stien was so hurt that he left and was never heard from again. Melicant married a hardy fellow named Trog, a black smith. Melvin married a young lady named Tracy whom died of the Plague without babes. Triel married Felicity, and had one child. Antwan Stien was more blessed. He had several boys; Randel, Ben, Kevin, Eric, Ivann, Dorack, Kador, George, and Steiv, but no daughters blessed his house. It seems that every time the Stien family grows in size disasters strikes. Antwan's children ended up fighting endless hoards of monsters and raiders.
 
So that is why certain areas of the Family lands will never spawn life again. It is cursed by the anger and hatred spawned by Fraticide. three lost in one blow such sorrow and loss must have been a crippling blow. Stephen Stien was so hurt that he left and was never heard from again. Melicant married a hardy fellow named Trog, a black smith. Melvin married a young lady named Tracy whom died of the Plague without babes. Triel married Felicity, and had one child. Antwan Stien was more blessed. He had several boys; Randel, Ben, Kevin, Eric, Ivann, Dorack, Kador, George, and Steiv, but no daughters blessed his house. It seems that every time the Stien family grows in size disasters strikes. Antwan's children ended up fighting endless hoards of monsters and raiders.

Revision as of 10:21, 19 November 2006

Stien Crest.jpg



still looking for a good picture of a Stien too place in the family crest, If anyone knows of one please let me know where I might find it.


on a recent visit to is home in Chasnoff, Brakus was handed a strong box. Found by his Grandfther just a week before his arrival, the contents were as follows:

Written by a scribe of unknow name,

As I sit here among my musty tombs, I find my mind wondering. I am no holding a now tattered wolf skin scroll much chewed upon by mice. the ink was it seems actually made from Blood. it is so faded I may have found it too late, I shall endeavor to save it. I that this is important to the Stien Family.

Oh my... This is an accounting of the Stien Family here in Altarama. It seems that the Stien family was actually from the Far East Island.

"I do not like the flavor of the clan so I have packed up my Family and headed towards the setting sun. Seems that the seas are glorious in their strength. Their clean salt spray wash away the stink of the clan. the hollowing winds rip away their words from my brain. I find that the towering waves bring proper humility to me and mine. Can anyone stand upon the serpentine deck of the Blood Hunger ( Name of the family ship.) and not fill the mastery of the sea. I dare them to tell me so, my axe will leave them in two parts too match their tongue! Ah, my dear wife reminds me, as she brings me my ale, that with a new beginning should be a new name. It must not hold the Hatred of our clan, no carry it prideful ways. Something simple, sturdy, useful...Ah! of course it is as simple as this, My new family name will be Stien to honor the servant of the Golden Ale."

The record is hard to read Eric and his wife Freida were sailors of some skill. It seems that they took along several member of like minded individuals totaling, in number of about two hundred. by the description I would say that they were either Vikings or related to Vikings. Hmm...most of this skin is related to food consumption, water rations, general ship repair and upkeep. I'll copy this into a ledger for those knowledgeable of such things to compare with today usages.

This is interesting "The sun finally breaks thru the black brooding clouds, and shines off sheer marble cliffs. through my glass I can see bucks the size of horses, with racks to hang an entire clans close on! they are heavy with winter fat and ready for the cold months ahead. The birds are so heavy they can barley fly! this is a paradise! My family will be well feed. We will land tomorrow, and immediately start making preparation for winter. Judging by the thickness of their coats I fear we do not have much time. We will need shelter food...How harsh are these winters? Maybe we should start with a community shelter? We must not forget firewood. I will talk to master Amos, he will have several good ideals. between us and my dear wife we shall be ready."

They almost were, they only lost two to the plagues, and five too hunger. Not bad really. Ah Hah the First family Crest! Eric was definitely a man of simple taste and hopes. Lets see...

"I have taken my scarlet war cape and bound the edges in gold. Others are rising up standards of Stags, Bears, Sharks, and Griffons. They await for my banner. Let them see and under stand, we will no longer run the seas like a pack of hounds like a rabbit. We wolves will not hunt such soft prey. Locals here are honorable and fair, We wolves will teach them, and guard them. We will especially take care too learn from them. my banner will be one of Life. Gold will be the trim, to signify color of greed of which we must beware. Scarlet the field, to acknowledge the blood of our past. A sun must dominate the center to show us our way. A foaming beer stien in the center, white as bone, too remind us to always be sturdy and true."

Most of these records are done by a delicate hand. It is oblivious that most of the record keeping was done by Freida. Freida that used the skin to keep track of births, marriages, and supplies. Eric used these records as a personal journal. The second winter seems to have gone well. The third winter...

"Freida took little Jeremy's death hard. his death right on the hills of losing Leirassa to the fever has drug her into a black pit. She needs my help and all I can do is go to their graves and weep like a lost child. I AM A WOLF OF THE SEA! once of Clan Chaka! our axes were scythes among human grain! the world trembled at our horns, and now I can not even hold my wife."

"Grief rips at my soul, tears at my very heart. how can I be able to split men in half from crown too crouch. And yet, not have the strength to help my Valkrie. Sweet Freida, dear warrior, Mother of my children, what can I do when I am even more helpless than you?"

Chaka? I will have to research that I feel I had be very discrete on this subject. It smell of much vileness and blood. Too think, a family so noble...maybe they strive to be that noble to make up for the clan they left behind. Could Family Stien be trying to make up for the deprivations done by clan Chaka? very Interesting, but not what I am doing in this dark musky crypt. Back too work, Freida and Eric came over with five children; Gregoris, Terril, Pak, Holg, and their only daughter Illicia.

"Stephan Drango saw the sails this morning. twelve of the Blood Axe, of Clan Chaka, the Shok family, Eight of the Erupting Mountain, Clan Chaka, Kor family, and another 20 of the various lesser families of the Chaka Clan. I knew my brother would eventually find me, Looks like he plans too own this Island as well. Does he plan to spread his Vile leaves everywhere? I swear here and now, If I fall, So will the shok family of the vile Clan Chaka. I should be careful writing Blood Oaths, But I can not allow Fritz Shok live.'

Could he have...I would normally say no, but in those barbaric times, writing a Blood Oath would mean using your own Blood. this leaves one open to bio-magiks, as well as binds the soul to the completion of the quest. Too fail means your soul is trapped here. This next entry is in Frieda's hand, I believe that is not a good sign.

"My life is as ash. My dear bear resides in the mead halls. Eric Stien, once Bloody Eric, is no more. We had hoped the iced over bay would give us more time. the locals were still unprepared for the sea wolves. Eric knew this, and prayed daily for something to buy us more time. He, Gregoris, and Holg were on the beach, obstructing and placing more boat traps when they saw the clans coming. The clans had abandoned their boats, and were swarming over the ice like locusts over a grain field. Eric sent both boys back too sound the alarms, while he dropped back to the cliff pass to hold them off. I have seen my bear fight, I have been at his side, and behind him enough times too know what had happened next.

No banners flew on this day, for noone cared. This is Blood, this can only be settled by walking the shadowed lands. Eric stood facing them , Eyes already wide with the Blood madness. Foam begins to flick his lips as the lesser families swam forth. Spears reach seeking his vitals, like quick striking hounds at a treed bear. I can see the fear in their eyes as my bear ignores the suddel stings like a misquote of the spear heads, and then lashes out with furry driven sweeps of his mighty axe.

They would have fallen back as heads and limbs flew from the deadly path of the Bloody axe head. Ahh but Clan Chaka, vile as the serpents they maybe, dose not breed cowards. None would have run, they may have hesitated with just cause, but would have pressed forward and died by the scores.

The stones would be stained by their blood, and slick as ice. Though my bear would want to sink his teeth into their very necks, Their weight would push him back up the narrow trail. Slowly step by step they would have grudgingly pushed him back, paying a dreadful price for each bloody step they earned. Those black feathered hand maidens of the Morrigan, the bloody beaked crows and ravens, would be gathering for the feast.

Forty boats war loaded, twenty at normal size carrying 80 men each, eight war serpents from family Kor carrying 150 each, then the twelve death Serpents of family Shok carrying 300 Blooded Death Warriors each...A host of six thousand four hundred experienced blood crazed wolves. How the sight must have driven the blood lust higher than ever.

Gregoris was barley twelve. he was already as tall as my Bear. he came rushing back with his brother holg, and slender Delvia banner, Holg's wife. Our friends were organizing quickly, bu were still minutes behind. Pak had went to the locals and they were trying to get organized, But my Bear was at the top if the cliffs. The Bodies were stacked like cord wood along the narrow trail, Just to allow the next wave to come forward. Dear Delvia, that sweet angel, starting giving the Black mass her deadly kiss. They said it was if she were a score of archers, by her self. her elder wood shafts fell with deadly accuracy never missing and always killing.

Eric stood dead center of the path, a block of granite plugging the hole. gregoris, Sweet straw haired Gregory, Stood to his right, Boar spear and shield at the ready. to His left Like a giant oak stood Holg. Children to young too fight, but determined to help were running bundles of shafts to Delvia.

I and our friends arrived in time to hold the path, but not prevent...I wittiness them...

I am sorry, but it still hurts to see, to live it again. brave Delvia was the first to fall. A spear thrown from further down, it was going to hit a golden haired waif. She knocked the girl out of the way and the cruelly barbed head pierced her neck. Illicia, Terril, and their Loved ones Merril and Frinz rushed forwarded with blessed speed, unleashing a storm of arrows but it was too late. Delvia and her unborn babe were struck down by cruel fate.

Holg lost control, and dove into the horrid horde before him. His massive sledge hammer shattering skulls as he gave in to grief driven rage. He actually drive the horde back fifty yards at one point, Before he slipped and fell to his demise. my bear charged the hole and hit them like a ragging sea slamming the cliffs. brave Gregoris was right behind, spear leaping past the terrifying presence of his father, too strike at the enemy before them.

A slinger took down my Gregory. then when the numbers pushed back my bear he tripped over his son...How cruel is fate to slay a father, with his own son?!

I found out later, that as my bear and two of our sons were standing at the cliffs, the locals were fighting a force monsters. No, Fritz did not leave anything to chance. Except he did not count on the immense number of the locals or their courage. Eight hundred men and women faced two thousand foul beast of the Clan Chaka. with great determination and sheer will alone they overcame the Horde. Pak lead them, winged helm tall above the foe, Glorious blade flashing in the sun.

Pak died, but he was well accompanied...a husband and three sons. Is there any real payment for such loss? And our friends, locals who arrive in time to throw back the horde...My husband. I did this to people like our new friends, I caused such pains seeking gold. How can I face them? we brought this agony upon them. It is because of our past and their unwilling vile hearts for power that has brought this grief upon their innocent souls. Fritz never would have came here, Following the path of his anger and hatred for his brother Eric.

Terril just came back they have found and dismantled the boats. We will move inland and away form mother sea. My Bear I miss him so..."

A different hand writing here, it seems Frieda chose to stay with her Bear. Guilt and Grief can weigh heavy upon a loved ones soul. terril is now the new head of the family, Merril is his wife and they have four boys and two girls. There seems to have been another child but the name was scratched out on this scroll.



  As I can not read the name because it is scratched out I will from now on insert unknown

"Unknown has been caught preaching the ancient way again. using the Cain staff upon his under feet, the cat-o-nine, and the stocks all have failed to eradicate his blaspheme ways. he just gets a fevered looked and preaches louder as the punishment gets worse. It bother me that he is the eldest of y sons. he has courage to spare and intelligence but I question his heart and its true path. especially now during this drought, we have not had rain in nearly three years. Unknown is reviving ancient beliefs and is urging human sacrifice. 

I fear for the safety of the small ones hunger and thirst tears at us. Our babes are so thin. As their leader I must show them the way, for I have only one problem My wisdom in this matter fails me at this time."


Two Months later


This is written in Merriles hand "A fire has ravaged what little food stocks we have managed to store. No one has been able to find water. I over heard terril and Unknown arguing today about what I am not sure of. There was a loud thud and then Unknown came out of our tent. his face bloodied from fighting and a slight limp in his leg he looked at me and said. "We will all die here down to the last man lying in the rotten stink of our corpses, because of my fathers stubbornness and unbelieving ways of our past!" I can feel the evil storm building, its ominous energy engulfs us interfering with even the simplest of tasks. it feels like a thunder storm over a dying dessert starving for rain. I’ll talk to terril for something must be done quickly I fear."


Four days later


"That bloody bastard is no child of mine! to do such, to attempt such with his own sister! with anyone! How I curse thee ancient gods of my father! that they would demand such a horrid sacrifice! No! I and those with me will not follow you any longer. We will follow someone, any one else. we die first. My dear Melg, never again will your golden hair be encircled by your dassie rings. Your laughter will no longer brighten my day. your clear blue eyes no longer sparkle with life. May you and my dearest son your brother Delvein find peace. I am sorry that Delvein was able to strangle him in his dying Breath. No more will his name be spoken it shall be Stricken from all records. And all evidence of his existence shall be destroyed. We have found his accursed books of this vile god and burned them. Everything he has owned will be put to the torch! Lat him go and rest among his fouled gods! I shall light the fires with my own hand and send his treacherous soul to its doom."


The next day it rained


So that is why certain areas of the Family lands will never spawn life again. It is cursed by the anger and hatred spawned by Fraticide. three lost in one blow such sorrow and loss must have been a crippling blow. Stephen Stien was so hurt that he left and was never heard from again. Melicant married a hardy fellow named Trog, a black smith. Melvin married a young lady named Tracy whom died of the Plague without babes. Triel married Felicity, and had one child. Antwan Stien was more blessed. He had several boys; Randel, Ben, Kevin, Eric, Ivann, Dorack, Kador, George, and Steiv, but no daughters blessed his house. It seems that every time the Stien family grows in size disasters strikes. Antwan's children ended up fighting endless hoards of monsters and raiders.

Dorack and Kador the twin Grim Towers, led an expedition south. too stop the endless tide on foul beasts. Unfortunately they did not succeed. Randel and ben lived Long and happy lives with no children but many female companions. Eric and Ivann Died in battle fighting raiders from the north. George married Elvira and moved east, he wrote back home for several years but suddenly they stop coming. despite the families efforts no evidence of his existence was ever found again.

Setiv married Maranda all of their children died with in a year of Birth. Maranda's life came to an end one winters eve from the fever. Steiv remarried Lilith after much encouragement form his friends and loved ones. Form them Kennieth was born. Kennith Married Lillian and had a son named Richard. Richard found a vision of heavenly beauty name Lizabth and Jonn was born.

This is of interest. "A government is growing. We have a King, or shall I say they have a King. I can either fight this or not. I could ignore this and allow my Children to deal with this, But this is not the way of the Stien's. I have read the skins, I know full well the price we have paid. the cost could have been less the journey easier if there had only been someone strong waiting for us with open arms. I will not see my Grandchildren face horrid of vile creatures and an endless sea of raiders alone. Instead we shall join this Kingdom.

That Siad I warn you if you ever betray us we will bring you down. You must remember that Loyalty flows two directions and must always be honored. If you are loyal to us ye shall have no stouter subject, no one more loyal to your Throne than us. we will willing Nay, eagerly throw ourselves upon the swords of your enemy for you for as long as the loyalty flows both directions."

Well obviously the loyalty has continued to flow both direction and the Stiens have done well. Even stingy ol' Jonn would have to say that the family has prospered. Life has been good, as well many time the horns of war have called upon them and our strength has not faltered.

The rest of the family history is keep else where, including when we were raised to Noble status. I shall make finding the location of these lost family scrolls my lies endeavor.

I have enclosed a copy of these newly restored scrolls and the original scrolls to the care of...