tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177004580828481402012-02-21T08:41:10.798-05:00Because the threads of storylines follow us from place to place on our journey through the lands, we created The Tale Weavers to be an ongoing blog for the Role Play lives of ourselves and our friends. Because our friendships are not limited by land boundaries so, then, will the tales told here be not only of one land.Casandra Shilovahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03547045511644749729noreply@blogger.comBlogger271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417700458082848140.post-58526890371030144562011-11-26T11:08:00.004-05:002011-11-26T11:19:26.475-05:00

Sirena hears the request of the High King and immediately summons her clerics. She bids them stand safely atop the tower and tells them to send her the strength of their deities.She travels to the center of Vana and stands upon the ground. Planting her feet firmly upon the soil, she raises her hands and calls out to the deities of Taure Ru: "Belenus and Calypso, Vhaeraun and Lolth,

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Torgan High Priestess Sirena wanders the realm of Zolio, marveling at its visual simplicity until she arrives at a great open temple. She climbs to the top to discover a place of peace and rest. There is an urn blazing brightly and she drops to her knees. "Belenus" she prays, "Hear me." She opens her mind to receive her God but she feels only a deep void. "Where are you my Beloved?" she asks.

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Down underground, Swith is prizing gold nuggets from the rock when she comes across a stone tablet half buried in a small side cave. She manages to free the thing and drags it off down the tunnels.Sirena Lauria: tal SwithSwith (cyneswith.luik) jumps, with a squeal.Sirena Lauria giggles: I didn't mean to startle youSwith (cyneswith.luik): 'By the gods miss... I thought yer was King Eecho fer a

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Sirena meets Styx in the enrance to the underground passages. "Tal nag Styx. You get around as much as I do."Styx (death.jestyr) shrugs "so it would seem"Sirena Lauria: I am looking for the megalith. Do you know where this pool is that the King was speaking of?Styx (death.jestyr): with the rocks? and the voices? i know of itSirena Lauria: would you take me there?Styx (death.jestyr) shrugs "Sure

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Summary: At the King’s Feast, Zig tells a story of something which the dwarves have found while digging in the mines. A giant monolith with unknown writings. He tells that voices, the sounds of crying souls, comes from the box – now the dwarves are afraid to dive into the waters and continue their mining operations. Zig needs the mystery solved so mining can resume.__________________________

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High Priest Eecho Rotaru: Ladies and Gentlemen, and you brutes in the back. We are here tonight to invoke the dark gods! Those primal powers who shake heaven and earth with their fiery will, shall be called to witness the making of a priestess, a cleric of Torgan. High Priest: Now if you will, please follow me as we progress up the Mount of Shadow to the holy shrine of the gods. The High

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Chêne runs through the woods enjoying the feel of the breeze in her hair and the forest floor beneath her feet. She stops short when she sees a face in the forest and runs for the closest tree to shield beside it. Ambere believes she heard a noise; she holds very still and looks around. She sees a flash as someone disappears behind a large tree. Then she softly says "vedui." Chêne peers

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You never know who you will meet at a Masquerade Ball particularly if you are young and wishing for romance. This took place at last Friday's Vampire Masquerade Ball in the Torgan Empire.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sirena Lauria sees a dark masked man alight in front of her and trembles as he snarls upon landing. She takes a step

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The Unseelie King growls as he sees a figure standing in the middle of the underground passages. “What are you doing here fae!” Leo444: Hello Jordan   King Eecho: Do you know this one Leo?   Leo444: No sir   King Eecho: How did you know her name?   Jordon McGillivary is startled and turns toward the voices. "Greetings. I was searching for stuff for my pouch.”   Leo444: Just see her now with

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King Zig of Klavnork (grotch.qarnac): Greetings you lookin fur somethin? Ambere Anatine turns King Zig of Klavnork: you speak? Ambere Anatine says "yeah, I was looking for a nice little something to put in my pouch" King Zig of Klavnork: ah and what did you have in mind eh? i have something you can put in your pouch Ambere Anatine looks at him and realizes this is the king "oh sorry Sire. I

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Sirena Lauria is delighted to see that the kava tree is still there. She removes her knife from her pocket and cuts off just enough for the potion she must brew today. When she stands up she feels something surrounding her. She shivers. It is not her God. She stands still, listening, feeling, seeking to know. She turns to the dark tower and enters it. She hears a chant, dark and thick and

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Sirena wakes in the middle of the night to find the door to her house open. Shivering in the cold, she rises and closes it. Slipping back into bed, her mind wanders over a list of possible offenders. A dark figure comes to mind and she shudders at the thought. She had noticed him watching her at the Beltane Festival and he had been several times to The Place, each time exhibiting odd behavior.

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The challenge:A Giant Oak was placed on Taure Ru as part of the new terra forming. This is a very very special oak and will hold a special place of honor in the lore of the United Kingdoms of Taure Ru. You are invited to help create that lore by submitting a proposed name and back story for this tree. (must be under 500 words.) Winner will be awarded the honor of reading their back story at

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Damian enters The Place once again, hoping to find Sirena who had promised him an answer to his request and finds three women dancing. “Greetings everyone.”ŒπŒ∑Œ± (ina.crannock): greetingsSirena says politely "Greetings Damian"Jeni Luik lowers her eyes in respectDamian: I see that all of your beauty is for my eyes only tonight. This is my lucky night.Sirena Lauria says "pfffft"Damian: I am not

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Queens Ranger Damian enters The Place at Taure Ru, tired from his exploring, and notices the lovely Sirena dancing with others. Sirena Lauria notices the sylvan ranger and sighs. Having been reminded that she is to be polite to all, she forces a smile and says "Good evening Damian"Damian: Good evening Sirena. Good evening everyone.GrandMother Wolf nods to DamianDamian nods to Grandmother Wolf.

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These series of plays occurred over a three week period at The Place in the Klavnork Keep, Torgan Empire. Taure Ru-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Damian (silverwing.benoir): does anyone know where Sirena went? I would like to speak with herIna (ina.crannock): she is upstairs…pointsDamian: aha thanks. He walks up the stairs and locates Sirena

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It is the day of the Vernal Equinox and Sirena stands high on the mountain top quietly watching the flames. She shivers in the cold wind, but does not don her hood and shawl. She knows that this ceremony is important to Belnus and to herself and she has prepared as best she can. This morning she bathed in the pool by the waterfall and put on her simplest dress; she knows instinctively that it

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Sirena's God always surprises her.Sirena looks up from the scroll she is studying in disbelief. She shakes her head and reads the script again, hoping she has not read it correctly., but there it is: "Belenus demands that sacrificial offerings be made four times a year: midwinter, vernal equinox, midsummer, and autumnal equinox. " She shudders at the words "sacrificial offerings" and consults

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This all happened in the Torgan Empire much to Sirena's chagrin---------------------------------------------------------------First Dancer of The Place Sirena Lauria walks the woods in search of roots and sees a man lying by the foot of a tree. She stops to look at him and sees that he is a Sylvan Ranger. He looks dead. She takes a step back. Then she hears him groan and realizes he is still

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Sirena says "Jordon, I know I have tried to explain about my god to you, but perhaps this story will make you understand." Jordon settles on the ground to listen. Sirena sits on front of him and continues. “I placed a poster on the wall at Sylvhara advertising for a position and a man answered it. He paid a lot of coin and asked me to dance for him. So I did what he had paid for. I dedicated

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Meanwhile, on the second floor of the Sylvharan Clerics Hall, Dominque and Star attend to the Torgan man who is possessed by a demon while annebelle Constantine and Manwell Roux look on.Dominique Darkwatch: I am told he is of the shadowsStar (melonystargazer) nodsDominique Darkwatch: I may be able to help him....but he may not be the same afterwards. Does he have a name?Star (melonystargazer)

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This tale takes place in Sylvhara Elen, a land growing dark when the Hoon was forcibly removed from it. Many of those who dwell in the darker realm of the Torgan Empire feel free to wander in this land that had once been light.***************************************************************************************Sirena Lauria watches a graceful fae enter the tavern "greetings" she says

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We return to The Place of The Torgan Empire for a tale from Sirena*******************************************************************The fire is warm and The Place is empty. Sirena is staring into the fire and drifting off to sleep when she hears a voice call her name."Sirena Lauria I have watched you; you please me. You bring great passion to your dance." Sirena smiles at the voice, believing

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This takes place on the bridge spanning Sylvahra Elen and Sylvhara TariJordon McGillivary trudges across the bridge without hurry, not looking forward to the conversation he must have with his good friend.SweetPea FeatherFeet is flying over the bridge when she spots the friend she traversed four realms looking for. She quickly yells out "Jordon!"Jordon turns. "Pea!"SweetPea lands on the bridge

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This tale takes place in The Place of TorganJordon McGillivary opens the door to the tavern and walks inSirena Lauria feels a slight draft from the open door and looks up. She glances at the newcomer and then abruptly stops her dance and whispers to herself "can it be?'Jordon stands inside the door, surveying the space. Notices that it is large, but confining with pillars and a balcony. Scans to

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This role play occurred in Singing Tree, King---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Dexler (Loraletti Dexler) sloshes through the water toward the pond. He sighs with some relief when he notices the Elven Hall, and then he relaxes further when he sees Pea and Casandra dancing over the water. He waves to them, not noticing the third fae at

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