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Tricit

02-06-2008, 03:53 PM

TricitA Delivery For The Matron Tricit, a long resident of Kelethin, wasn't always an adventurer. Prior to his travels, he mostly resided where most of his kind are. Before his life was stirred up, he primarily helped new Fae remember how to read and write, copied down written instructions for those within this city and played with the local Fae. He even got to attend events that Queen Amree hosted herself. Please note that as this is in English, all in Faerilie will be taken in the perspective of English. Everything else will seem foreign that isn't Faerilie. While he was strolling from the Green Knoll to the bank, a strange near unintelligable highelf called him out "Aye, may', the ma'ron nee's ya help!" Looking over in disbelief, Tricit then concluded that this High Elf's strange way of speaking was a blurr between standard High Elf accent and that which one would accumulate while traveling overseas with the Dwarves on their way to Faydwar. It was quite obvious the High Elf thus didn't know where she wanted to go, but that she simply ended up in Kelethin. It was then apparent that she came from Qeynos. None the less, Tricit took attention and asked, "Could you repeat that please?" She yelled, "the Ma'ron nee's ya help! Here is wwat she nee's!" and the roughed elf handed Tricit a scroll of instructions. "She told me to give yas these instru'sion." Tricit replied, "Intrusions? Oh never mind," and he dashed off. Now at his destination, he took a seat at the table opposite of the guild registry and rolled out the note before him. It read, "Hello again, Tricit. I'm sorry I was unable to get this to you myself. Anyways, that was a very informative lesson last night for our newly arrived Fae. On to my reuqest, though. I have a friend in the Butcherblock mountains that requires help, but I am unavailable at the moment. Anyways, here's what I want you to do. With this coin..." about a dozen pieces of gold had spilled out of the note. Tricit had not noticed them before when he opened it, "... I want you to purchase a few pieces of parchment and deliver it to a Gnome, Karsh Kogsworth, near the Butcherblock Docks. Now I know you don't know how to fly an untamed griffon yet, but that is irrelevant as the trainers have experienced a recent unfortunate chain of events which led them to be without any griffons. Make your way to the Irontoe Fortress. Those at other side of the canyon between Butcherblock and this side of Faydark will be more than willing to tell you how to get there. From there, if you don't see Mr Kogsworth, find the otherside of the fort and attempt to find him there. If that fails you, then you will have to request that an escort to the docks so that nothing unfortunate happens to you. Anyways, that's all the information you will need. Thank, sincerely, the Matron. PS: I am sorry I had a rather off High Elf deliver this message to you. I told her what you looked like and where you usually are. She seemed like she needed the business. I hope you understand." And Tricit did understand. Tricit gave some items to Athinae Panteraas to store in his safe and made his way out to Tunare's Pages. Along the way, he once again saw the derranged High Elf yelling at a Wood Elf, "Aye ya! I got some'in for ya! It's from tha head shieldsmith!" It would appear that the elf has taken on a lot of delivery duties to get by. Ignoring that now, Tricit entered Tunare's pages and had a pleasant exchange of both material and light conversation. With the parchment, he then made his way down the the Green Knoll and requested a ride to the entrance of Butcherblock. The request was granted, and in a blurr he found his horse slowing down as they were exiting on the other side of the canyon. A rather unbalanced Dwarf greated Tricit "Aye! we'cm ta bushblack, meh fred! Hows ya goin in this nice night!?" Tricit looked up to make sure he wasn't crazy, and it indeed was still daytime. "Great!" shouted Tricit as he slapped the dwarf on the back, causing him to fall over. "Geud ta hair!" responded the dwarf and he began to eat dirt. Looking to another direction, he spotted the few guards who took record of who went through this area. "Oh, there. Hey!" he approached them, "Could you point me in the direction of the Irontoe fort?" Both of them looked at him confused, and then at eachother. They spoke amungst eachother as though trying to collectively figure out what Tricit was trying to say. It was something along the lines of this, "beepity boppity boop? durffraf durf bioet too e key Irontoe Fort? woowoocruf?" The one that appeared to be a leader amung them stepped foward and kindly asked, "What do you mean Irontoe Fort? Wait... Iron... Toe... Fort.... Oh you mean...! Yes! It's that-a-way!" He pointed toward a swirvy yet agreeable ascent that was on the other side of the valley. "Thanks much!" As he made his way along the path, Tricit was amazed at how many different kinds of small trees existed in Butcherblock. However, he also noted how there is this one type of tree very skinny, yet almost as tall as those in Greater Faydark. Another thing he took notice to was that as he was walking up the slope along side the valley wall, an odd and dirty grobin made his way in the opposite direction. He then found himself at the top, but upon another trail and lost. Luckily, he spotted another dwarf. He dashed to the dwarf and right before he opened his mouth, the dwarf pointed back into an alcove saying, "huff huff." Tricit took that as an answer even though he didn't even ask a question, and made his way in that direction. With a relief, he found the fort. It was enclosed by tall granit walls with a narrow opening on the front that was guarded by an impressive looking brigade of Dwarves. He was able to walk in without any of them suspecting him of anything. Immediately, Tricit spotted a Gnome. Unfortunately, while the Matron managed to describe himself nicely, she failed to describe the gnome. Anyways, he took the chance and asked, "Hello sir, are you Mr. Kogsworth?" "PROFESSOR KOGSWORTH!!!!" an immediate yell came from the gnome. Indeed it was... whatever Kogsworth. This concludes the first chapter.What The Heck Was She Thinking? "WHAT THE HECK WAS SHE THINKING!?" screamed the professor after Tricit had presented to him the parchment. "Does she really think that simple parchment will be presentable to them, or was this you're great idea?" As the gnome was giving an aggressive glare with a raised brow, Tricit forced out, "I... I just brough what the matron told me to bring... here!" and he handed the professor the note. As it was speedily read over, Tricit had to ask, "so what is going on, who are 'Them'?" "Well, havn't you heard? after the contact with the Sarnak in Timorous deep and the recent halt in Qeynos and Freeport interest, Kelethin... amung others, have begun to venture into the continant of Kunark. While we've been successful in keeping one step ahead of Christanos and her legion of Arasai, we must press on... as we look back, we see them just behind us." "So where is the Matron, anyways, professor?" "Well sorry to have been so rude earlier," the gnome conceded as he brushed himself off along with the note, "but things have not been too easy these days. Nothing is so easy these days outside of Qeynos." The gnome adjusted his stance as to suggest that they should make their way into a glimmering tunnel on the rear of the fort. As the gnome headed that way, Tricit followed. "Now you may meet the Matron in Kunark, but not immediately. What we need are pros like you to work with the Sarnak and the Ayr'Dal city of Teren's Grasp and their expedition. Now do not be offended as the Sarnak have no quarrels with any sorts of magic, they will endeavour in any art they desire." Tricit nodded as the gnome continued, "Beware, though, the Arasai have already been spotted in Teren's Grasp trying to make headway in diplomacy." "Have the Ayr'Dal taken them seriously yet?" "Well, not yet. The Arasai have a lot to prove before the Ayr'Dal will do anything with them, but they are allowed to take temporary residence there. Part of our success has been flexibility, an attribute that, as all evil is, the arasai lack." "And the Arasai havn't tried to coerce them in any way yet," Tricit suggested. "Of course not! They would be immediately thrown out! And that's IF the Ayr'Dal had a good breakfast that day! The Ayr'Dal are no fools! They will only do what is good for them and Teran's Grasp's residence. Also, you'll be surprised to see races that hail from both Freeport and Qeynos there. Do not be struck with fear, though, as they are all kind and welcoming." With that sentence ended by the gnome, they came to the other side of the cave. They made their way toward the exit of Fort Iron Toe West. "Whoa," Tricit said with glee, "I can already hear the roaring waters, making their way past the pillars of the Butcherblock bay and toward the delta. And... and the wind! It's amazing out here! It howls like a wolf. I can feel it calling to me." The gnome had gone to a house of records of the west fort and a strange bulky dwarf approached Tricit. "It's ye calling, lad! I 'magin It be Tunare callin' ye! Good thin' too! She be a frend of tha great Brell, too!" He looked around, "Ye, ye, just above brell is where Tunare hails. She must be callin' ye for yer per'pous!" The Dwarf held his hands out and looked foward, "Just do as I do here," and Tricit did. The dwarf's hands made a swirling motion and pretty much nothing happened. "Sorry lad, I don' know much 'bout be'in a follo'er of Tunare, but you'll get the hand of it!" The dwarf and Tricit laughed as they spun about, twirling their hands as nothing supernatural happened. All of the sudden the dwarf screamed, "Aye! Why it be so hot all th' sudden!?" Tricit turned to the dwarf, compelled to hold his arms still in the air. The dwarf was glowing orange. "Aye, maybe it be ye c'nection to Tunare! please stop! I'm on Fire!" Tricit released his arms to the gravity. "Thank'ye much, sir! That was a pleasure t' see ye get into ye powers for ya first time, though!" "I'm incredibly so..." "Oh, don' be, lad, ye made progress, anyways. Tha's all tha' matters. Y' know?" Tricit nodded, and then dashed off. He danced around the dwarf, and became full of joy and wonder. "Wa's up with ya, lad?" The dwarf felt as though he was being watched over. All of the sudden, his woes and wounds were gone. "Aye, that felt gud. I don' know what jes happened, but it felt gud!" They both shook with laughter and fell to the ground. "That be brell hugging us cus he know's we're happy!"The Ride to Timorous Deep Tricit and the gnome met up later at the top of the rook, two of which lay on either side of the narrow and well guarded passage out of the fort. They were in the top floor.

niko_teen

02-06-2008, 05:26 PM

For easier reading think you ould split up your paragraphs.For example Paragraph 2:While he was strolling from the Green Knoll to the bank, a strange near unintelligible high elf called him out. "Aye, may', the ma'ron nee's ya help!" Looking over in disbelief, Tricit then concluded that this High Elf's strange way of speaking was a blurr between standard High Elf accent and that which one would accumulate while traveling overseas with the Dwarves on their way to Faydwar. It was quite obvious the High Elf thus didn't know where she wanted to go, but that she simply ended up in Kelethin. It was then apparent that she came from Qeynos. "Could you repeat that please?," Tricit took attention and asked none the less."The Ma'ron nee's ya help! Here is wwat she nee's!," She yelled and the roughed elf handed Tricit a scroll of instructions. "She told me to give yas these instru'sion." "Intrusions? Oh never mind," Tricit replied and he dashed off.But yes I like to tale so continue writting please =)

Tricit

02-06-2008, 05:34 PM

Well, the point of paragraphs are to seperate specific events. I've notice some of you have seperated your stories like you did to mine, but I still prefer actual paragraphs as it makes it easier to go back and find a specific event if you wanted to look back to remember something. It really isn't that much harder to read, anyways, and keeps it clean. Not only is it easier to go back and find something is paragraph form, but faster, because you don't need to scroll as much. Well, all of this is only true if you keep your brain trained for paragraphs, and everything just goes faster that way, as well as more pleasantly.

niko_teen

02-06-2008, 05:40 PM

/shrugjust a sugestion I only done my forum police outfit when someone starts flaming people.

Tricit

02-06-2008, 11:50 PM

Sorry if that seemed too harsh of a response. I think we can agree it was just passionate and not mean. That is just how I feel when it comes to writing presented stories and novels. I don't mind either way, I just prefer it this way.

niko_teen

02-07-2008, 11:32 AM

/falls over in a fit of laughterI'm sorry, I'm sorry, just well I'm the one who is overly blunt and hurts people's feelings not the other way around. Reguardless you should be writting another post =). And don't fret over the lack of feedback the amount ebbs and flows and heck I think I wrote for like 3 months before anyone bothered to post any feedback at all on my first tale.

Tricit

02-08-2008, 07:42 PM

I thought it over, and while the spacing is simply too much in these forums, I will space out specific dialog because it is more effective.See how much lower this line is than the previous? It takes up too much space. I do prefer to paragraph dialog on their own, just not that far down. I'll see if I can do something.I hope you all like the new and improved version!

niko_teen

02-29-2008, 01:46 PM

Much easier to read.. bu think that you could set the coloring back. Old peeps like me have a hard time reading the dark green on black background.Oh yeah and is there a follow on post comming out?

Tricit

04-08-2008, 11:34 PM

Color redone, ready to continue. Second chapter completed.

niko_teen

04-09-2008, 12:30 AM

<cite>Tricit wrote:</cite><blockquote>Color redone, ready to continue. Second chapter completed.</blockquote>You tease where is it?

Tricit

04-09-2008, 01:57 PM

Right under the first chapter.