Unti Family/Nerta/A5S5

Missing
Letter from Aibhlidhn Dubhaine Message sent to Message to everyone in Ar Agyr I awoke from an afternoon slumber with the most dreadful premonition. Has anyone heard news of Master Saul? He was tasked with repairing the Cruel Ring of Melhed which has long been part of the Crown Jewels of Ar Agyr and I fear that the power of the ring has lead him into misfortune. Aibhlidhn Dubhaine (Queen of Ar Agyr)
Letter from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in the Old Gods That's ominous news your majesty. I can't say I've heard anything but if the Cruel Ring of Melhed has slipped from our fingers trouble might be coming. Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Letter from Nostalgia Fate Message sent to Message to everyone in Ar Agyr Saul reached out to me with much excitement a few days ago. He wrote he was tasked with fixing something of great import and was so sure that this was his shot at greatness... it was a missive out of the blue since I had not seen him since early childhood, when we dueled each other with sticks in the backwoods of my family's estate, before my father forbade us to see each other. I did not know what to make of Saul's message or even whether it was true he was entrusted with such a task, and regret that I did not respond. He spoke of finally proving himself to me and my father, of the riches that he had won with his skill and cunning, of all the monsters and undead he dispatched before they tore through the lands... he also mentioned that though the object was repaired, he still had one more venture he wished to take part in before he gave up adventuring. He had discovered a hoard of treasure in Seven Rivers guarded by a horde of undead. He said his sword was sharp and his wits sharper and that this last job would be enough to establish himself as a man worthy to have a name in these lands. I can only assume that is where he went, and where he is still. I am surprised that I feel a sense of loss in all this. Over someone I only knew as a child but know now as one who just wanted to become someone more, like I do. If someone can recover the Ring in Seven Rivers, I ask only that you let me know where my half-brother's body is so I can give him a proper burial. With regards, Nostalgia Fate (Countess of Gor Ault)
Letter from Alvaro Message sent to Message to everyone in Ar Agyr Alvaro cleared his throat as quietly as possible, but it still seemed deafeningly loud in the silence of the dungeon. Every step he took forward took him deeper into the cold, dark earth; to reassure himself, he tightened his grip on his sword. A cold sweat dripped down his back as the cool stench of decay reached his nostrils. He had spent the better part of the day - had it really been just a few hours since he had seen the sun? - clearing this cold tomb of undead. He had heard tell of a horrid undead champion had taken residence in this old mausoleum, and the rumor had immediately consumed his attention. He had spent days combing across the Seven Rivers, searching for the lost Ring of Melhed. The reward for the return of the ring was sure to be astounding; it was said the Queen herself sought the artifact. Now Alvaro approached the final room at the heart of the tomb, and suddenly a piercing fear gripped him. His heart hammered in his chest, his breath came in shallow gasps. His sword shook in his hand. It must be close, came an errant thought from somewhere in his head. They spread fear... merchants of death. If you succumb to it, they own you... He forced himself to take a deep breath to steady himself, and pushed forward into the next room. Inside, upon a dark throne, sat a figure in black plate mail, a greatsword laid across its lap. From within its helm, two red dots shone, like baleful eyes. Alvaro flinched under its gaze. A death knight. Alvaro steeled himself, and roared a battle cry. The fight began. Alvaro took heaving, shuddering breaths, each laced with pain. The dark fiend's blade had bite into his side; but the young adventurer had ultimately emerged victorious. The now-still corpse lay before him, a smoking ruin as the dark energies dissipated. Still bent double, Alvaro looked at the monster before him; and his vision was drawn, almost unbidden, to its right hand. There, on its ring finger... it was unmistakable. It was exactly as the stories had said - two wolves, clutching a sun-shaped ruby in their jaws. The Wolves of Brutality, fighting to the death, balanced by the Sun of Reason between them. The ancient heirloom Ring of Melhed. Some said the ring was cursed, but Alvaro didn't know if he believed that. He reached down, and took the golden object from the decrepit hand of the death knight. "Strange," said Alvaro to himself while observing it gleam in the torchlight, "that we should suffer so much fear over so small a thing." He shrugged, and pocketed the ring with a smile. It was time to return to the surface - and to get his just reward. Alvaro (Adventurer)
Letter from Aibhlidhn Dubhaine Message sent to Message to everyone in Ar Agyr Beloved Agyrians, I have most excellent news! The adventurer Alvaro has wrested the Cruel Ring of Melhed from the Necromancer's agents and returned it to the Royal Palace. For his courage in facing such peril he has been rewarded with a chest of gold and my enduring gratitude. He will henceforth hold the rank Lieutenant of Fusileers and is recognized as a member of my personal bodyguard with the customary privileges this entails. I trust we shall be hearing much more of his adventures in the coming months and years. Aibhlidhn Dubhaine (Queen of Ar Agyr)
Pile of Bricks
Roleplay from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in Ossmat The cloaked woman eyes the construction site and leave on her spear. "So you're at it again Balin." Her lip twitches, "Shall I help with the bricks?" Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Roleplay from Balin De Chaol Ghleann Message sent to Message to everyone in Ossmat Balin turns towards Nerta with a welcoming smile on his face. He recognized her voice well now and was pleased to see the priestess. "Be welcomed Nerta. Indeed, I was given charge of rebuilding this city, and it only seemed right to begin construction of a church to our Old Gods to commemorate this moment". "It is still a very small church, but I think as the city rebuilds, it has the potential to grow large and impressive. I mean to make the other churches in this city pale in comparison to ours!", he says glancing towards the construction site. "And of course, should you wish to lend some help, I would always welcome it!" Balin De Chaol Ghleann (Margrave of Ossmat)
Roleplay from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in Ossmat "So when confronted with a shattered husk of a city, you're first thought is to pile up bunch of stones in contest with the other faiths?" Wrinkling her nose, she clocks the scarlet haired warrior with the butt of her spear. "I think I needed to hit you harder..." Eying the ancient capital of the Grehkians she gnaws on her lip. "What else is going on? Any rumour that needs a Guardian or have you already killed everything?" Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Roleplay from Balin De Chaol Ghleann Message sent to Message to everyone in Ossmat Balin chuckled softly to himself. "Well, I have started rebuilding the city itself and drawing people back to it.. granaries, a marketplace, militia and such. My gate guards count over two hundred new peasants entering the gates every day." Balin considers for a moment before continuing "But I have heard the grumbles of from those of the other faiths in the city since i have stepped foot here, especially those Heralds of Obe..something or other. I figured that if I just converted them it would simplify my job greatly, or at the least make them keep to themselves and stop causing trouble." Balin glances at the church considering, "I think we might need to enlarge that church actually. I think it might already be too small for all the folks that want to use it. The Wolf Lord has clearly blessed us." "I have not heard of any immediate threats to the city, but it seems the undead roam freely through much of the continent. Hopefully, they stay away until i'm able to build up a proper militia." Balin De Chaol Ghleann (Margrave of Ossmat)
Roleplay from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in Ossmat "Roaming free? The Old Man would approve of that understatement. The Dread Necromancer chased the Shattered Vales across the entire continent and now besieges Nothoi." Sighing the woman rubs her spear. "There will be much to do, especially to the west. With the Dalesman Guardian gone, it falls to us to cover the entire north." Eying the horizon the woman frowns. "Maybe speak with that new Tribune, see about organizing the Rangers to help defend your city." Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Shield of Faith
Letter from Ehrich Weisz Message sent to Personal message to Nerta Priestess Nerta, I hope the return to your travels is going well. The adventurer, Tyler who activated the portal in Ete should be visiting soon to receive a reward. The portal did also send him a divine reward, The Thrice Blessed Shield or something to that effect. The bold adventurer has set himself the task of trying to get the shield actually blessed by three religions of different faiths. If you would be willing to meet with him in relation to this then is there somewhere he might best seek an audience? He has met Priestess Yao Ling, during and after the portal event and is currently in Reeds, potentially heading north. With respects, Ehrich Weisz (Emperor of Shattered Vales)
Letter from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in the Old Gods Your majesty, I'm sure the Guardian can arrange something. Have your man meet her in Vatrona and we'll get it done. Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Roleplay from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Looking over the temple quest board the cloaked woman tisks. "Bit more work this time, Valesmen must be busy in the plains..." Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Letter from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Personal message to Ulv Schancke Hey lad, How's the city been treating you? Far from home. Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Letter from Ulv Schanke Message sent to Personal message to Nerta Now that was a rather informal approach, lass. Lucky for you, I am not in it for the titles. Can't complain about the city. It is a strange thing beeing so far away from where I've spent almost all my life. Fighting the rogues has for a long time been my purpose. Are you not a bit far from home also? Ulv Schanke (Margrave of Gethsemene)
Letter from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Personal message to Ulv Schancke A man's history makes fine purpose. Given your battles against the Sunken Kingdom I'm not surprised you find this place strange. Vanquishers get itchy when they don't have anything to kill. I'm sure the peace won't last. As for me, everywhere is far from home, but someone has to make the round. Quest boards don't clear themselves. Besides, I was here first. It was you Valesmen who dropped in with that gate. ​​​​ Anything bothering your city that didn't make it on the boards? Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Letter from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Personal message to Ehrich Weisz Your majesty, Making my rounds through the north and had to ask, what ever happened to that thrice blessed shield? I never saw it. Hope your folks are settling in. Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Letter from Ehrich Weisz Message sent to Personal message to Nerta Greetings again Lady Nerta, I have not heard from the adventurer again recently. His name is Tyler and he seems still to be active but I cannot seem to share his contact details between either of you, perhaps because of his lowly status. I will write to him and see what he has to say. With regards, Ehrich Weisz (Emperor of Shattered Vales)
Letter from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Personal message to Ehrich Weisz Leave the ladies to their parlours your majesty, just Nerta will do. If this Tyler is busy, he's busy, someone has to keep killing after all. How are you settling into the north? Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Letter from Ehrich Weisz Message sent to Personal message to Nerta Nerta, Tyler has sent word he remains interested in an audience and hopes to be within reach of Gethsemene by tomorrow evening. If your duties require you to move on I will be happy to relay any such message and direction to the young adventurer. Settlement in the north has gone reasonably, we must navigate the challenges now that beset most realms and the conflicts in ambitions which have cropped up. It is too soon to be able to say more decisively. Is it just general maintenance which brings you north this time? With regards, Ehrich Weisz (Emperor of Shattered Vales)
Training Match Rika Ketchum, Dame of Gethsemene meets her challenger Lady Nerta Unti, Dame of Agyr, Priestess of The Old Gods for the agreed training match. Nerta has decided to use the 'defensive' strategy while Rika has chosen the 'neutral' strategy, giving Rika the advantage. After a series of blows, Nerta wins the training match.
Roleplay from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Nerta didn't need to push through the crowd to reach the bounty office of Lord Ulv, the still dripping head of a Lurker has a way of clearing space. And of making the young man on duty fumble for coin. As she waits for silvers, the woman eyes the flow of traffic her expression lighting as she spies Rika in the crowd. "You know how to use that sword Patrician? This thing," a wet slap of the bloody head, "wasn't much of a challenge, and I could use the practice before I hit the baths." Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Roleplay from Rodderick o'Deathh Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Hail warrior priestess - it is some time since I last sparred but I will give it a go. Forgive me if I am called away before we can meet Rodderick o'Deathh (Knight of Gethsemene)
Training Match Rodderick O'Deathh, Knight of Gethsemene meets his challenger Lady Nerta Unti, Dame of Agyr, Priestess of The Old Gods for the agreed training match. Both participants are using the 'overrun' strategy, so that neither has an advantage. After a series of blows, Nerta wins the training match.
Roleplay from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Ignoring the silent Rika the spear spins around toward the newly arrived Roderick. "You want to try your hand lad? Alright.." The two charge in and exchange a quick series of blows, leaving a spear tip floating before the man's chest. "Hmm not bad. At least you're not afraid of a little aggression." Puffing a stray hair aside, "What's your name?" Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Roleplay from Tyler Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Tyler dusted off his dirty armour as he made his way through the city in look for a private room for the night after his extended journey. On his trip to the nearest inn he stumbled upon what seemed to be the end of a dual if he had to guess a woman with their spear pointed in the direction of a person he could not recall from this distance. He cautiously reached for his dagger the light catching from the blade as it is drawn from it's sheathe making it almost seem to glow with the light of the sun itself if even for just a moment. "Excuse me for interrupting but I feel I must ask if everything is quite alright?" Tyler had tone that was neither friendly nor was it menacing. More of an air of caution then anything. His stance was ready his feet in position for quick movement stance low eyes firmly on the woman with a spear to a strangers chest. His shield while not yet in his hand would be ready in an instant. He watched the woman waiting for their response. Tyler (Adventurer)
Roleplay from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Nerta's eyes glitter in the light from the blade as she inspects the newest arrival. "Someone walks along the road rather than ride." Gesturing to the dirt with her chin she pulls the spear away from Rodderick. "So you must be an adventurer, perhaps the Tyler I'm looking for with the not yet thrice blessed shield?" Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Roleplay from Rodderick o'Deathh Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Well fought warrior priest - a fine dual class if ever there were one. I misjudged your choice of spear for a defensive posture and too quickly came undone. My name is Sir Rodderick knight of this fine city. The summons I referrred to when the challenge was accepted has arrived so I must depart. Fare thee well. Ah Tyler of the portal well met - a simple training match and nothing amiss here- I will leave some silver for a round of drinks to toast your brave portal deed. As the knight makes to leave - he pauses at mention of a thrice blessed shield- thats curious - I have something a bit similar the "Thrice-Blessed Crown of Good and Evil". Let us put them near each other and see if they react? Sadly though I really must now be on my way Rodderick o'Deathh (Knight of Gethsemene)
Roleplay from Tyler Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Tyler relaxes his stance returning to a neutral state a smile returning to his face. " Ah my apologies I arrived in the city at the end of this dual I was not sure what was happening my apologies. At the mention of the thrice blessed crown his eyes widen in surprise. " By any chance did you happen across that crown here in Gethsemene? This shield was the first thing I spotted upon entering the portal to the vales new home while I was investigating the monster and undead situation. Either way I will not stop you from getting on with your day but perhaps we can speak on this again in the future? he looks to the woman " warrior priestess? May I ask if you are the preistess of the old gods I was informed would be here? " I have a request to make if you are. However before that there's something else that I need to do first." Tyler reaches for his thrice blessed shield and once again enters her his combat stance but now with a smile on his face and in his eyes. He points to the small symbol of a hinge upon his thrice blessed shield. " This is the symbol of my patron god fulcrum. if you are indeed a warrior preistess I'm sure it would please both of our gods to test out mettle against one another. Care for one more opponent? Tyler (Adventurer)
Roleplay from Nerta the Weaver Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Nerta's gaze slides from one man to the other as they display their thrice blessed accessories. Coincidence, or were the Gods are up to something? "Tisk tisk Tyler. First you admit to hunting for me, second you intrude on a fight and third you want to pick one." Shifting the spear in her hand the woman fights a smile. "You almost remind me of home" The young guard behind the counter interrupts with the jingle of silver. Simple pay for the simple bounty oozing blood across the bench. "However we don't want more interruptions, and since you'll probably fight better then the rest, let's get out of Lord Ulv's estate." She tossed a coin toward the man and prods him to follow. "Besides, it'd be a shame to crack your skull on an empty stomach and the stews here are good. It's all the goat." Nerta the Weaver (Foederati)
Roleplay from Tyler Message sent to Message to everyone in Gethsemene Tyler shrugged the smile still on his face. He placed his dagger in it's sheathe and returned the shield to his back " I could hardly turn down a free meal. You will need it as well if you truly hope to bash my skull in. I can be very slippery when the need arises. perhaps you can tell me a bit about yourself and the old gods over an ail or three? Nothing like getting to know someone before you beat each other to near death in the training fields. I would be happy to tell you why I seek a priestess of then old gods as well." Tyler stepped in toe with the woman following her lead. Many questions floating in the back of his mind mulling over the best ways to approach this stranger. Tyler (Adventurer)