Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Sept 6, 2013 19:22:34 GMT
Wer irral kear mrith sia z'ar latali
So I once more arrive in freeport...It has been quite some time since I have been here. Lots of things have changed. Mostly everything works the same way though. It appears that the desert of Asahara didn't hold the answer I sought as well. I met a powerful druid during my travels there. He didn't reveal to me his name, but he did offer me his aid. He also had a student that was rather nice to me. For a half-orc that is. She sent a message to me and I find that very kind of her, so I decided to send one back as a reply. Perhaps I will keep communications open with her. It's good to have friends, even if they are far away. At any rate, I have to admit that it has been a very long time since I left home. I have yet to find a solution to my problem.
Since I decided to begin writing a journal (again might I add) I might as well write about my condition. I am Melda, the Sorceress. I come from a family known for it's ancient ties with the metallic dragons and their blood runs through my veins and those of my ancestors. I was raised to embrace the powers of my blood and am very familiar with most things dragonic. That said, my parents have always been wary about my...condition. Ever since I was born I have had difficulties remaining focused on one task. One would immediately assume I am just mentaly inferior, but that is not the case. It is not a matter of being distracted by other sources. It is a matter of being distracted by my own urges. Urges that bombard my mind at random and are completely opposed to the way I feel or act in most situations.
A good example would be a recent event that occured to me while I was making my way towards the city of Freeport. During my journey here, I came across a family of traveling merchants. They were soon ambushed by brigands who took their merchandise and left them for dead after wounding them gravely. Luckily, I was not noticed, so I was able to approach what remained of the family and offer my help. Or at least that was what I wanted to do. Suddenly, when I approached them, I felt this overwhelming urge to finish them off. I literally spent about an hour over their unconciouss bodies, trying to shrug off the urge to kill. I didn't know why this was happening. It just did. Luckily, the father of the group woke up and his voice helped me snap out of it. I helped them up and went on my way. I couldn't forget how I was feeling.
During this quest of mine, some have told me I am mad, others that I am simply evil. I know that is not the case, and I will find out the truth, even if it means that I end up dying because of it.
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Sept 9, 2013 21:31:50 GMT
Wer grapwolir di wer darastrix
The dragon ages...It has been a few days since I arrived at Freeport and I have found quite the company. Pirates. People who are supposedly bloodthirsty murderers that care only about plundering the cities and villages that they come across. Oh, and the ships. Or that is what I expected of them. To say the truth, they are very nice people. To me, at least. One of them, Kaelmourn, is the only one that makes me feel a bit...Scared. He hides his appearance completely from the world around him, keeping his realy identity a secret. He says little, but everyone seems to respect him. Out of fear? Who knows. Perhaps they do. I was urged to claw at his hood so I could gaze upon his face, but that would only mean the death of me. As I have joined them on their ship, I have fought for quite a while by their side. I could feel my strength increasing by the day. Perhaps my powers are awakening due to practice? I hope so. Regardless, I have patience enough to find out.
It still remains a mystery to me where my more savage urges are coming from. One person suggested that it was part of my bloodline, but that is impossible. Our proud Golden Dragon blood is known for many things but savagery. Kaelmourn seemed to care enough to allow me to tell him what troubles me, and I would never turn down the aid of someone willing to help me find an answer. However, a recent shark attack interrupted our talk. Perhaps I should begin this conversation anew in the soon to come future. This other man, Wyatt, a rather nice individual who seems to have it good with animals, also tried to calm me down last time I was unable to control the urge to destroy something. I should at least be nice to him when I can.
Ini wer ithquenti...What angered me the most was that man I spoke to a few days before we set sail. A strange man who was part vampire...I remember him speaking to me. He was nice, talkative, a bit artistic. What made me angry though....Was what he wrote to me in a note before disappearing. He claimed to know what was wrong with me...And he never told me. He just left. HE LEFT! He just walked away with the most important information that I could have ever been given! Deevdru di vi drevaba riika, svaust soneic wer tzarrethi di sthyri svadrav jaci-
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Sept 9, 2013 22:07:22 GMT
Wer darastrix ifpespic vhiraIni wer iejir di sia opsola....i tira coi tenamalo...I really went berserk on that last page. I guess it becomes harder for me to control my urges by the day. I will have to work harder if I am to keep myself from attacking people next. I need to let my mind wander away from the subject...
Maybe it would help if I continued writing my new book. I think I have not mentioned this to anyone yet, but I am planning to write a guide on how to properly deal with different situations as one of the Dragonblooded. Who knows, maybe one day people will remember my name through this book. I don't have a title for it yet and I have not filled many pages that I have not already scrapped, but it will come along nicely. Or at leat I hope so. This pirate group actually aids me with writing it without them knowing it. I get more experience in many situations due to the journey they and me are on. I need to make sure I keep a few notes written down on seperate papers, notes that I find ready to write down in my book, so that I may rewrite them in case I begin ripping pages or writing gibberish out of anger again. I want my book to be clean and proper, all with nicely written sentences and rich content. If all goes as planned, this book will travel around the world, and people will know who I am and what I know. Maybe I will be recognized as a powerful master of the arcane arts, which would help me fulfill my father's dream. A council of magic...
Regardless, I think that I need to go see what the other's are doing first though, since I have been alone here for some time. I will need to remember to read through my journal again so I can write down my father's dream in further detail...For if I perish, maybe someone else will carry on where I left off.
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
Posts: 234
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Post by Perkins on Sept 11, 2013 1:23:34 GMT
Wer darastrix renthisjic vi chikohk
I am doing a good job on my book! I have....finished two pages. Not the- ( The next few sentences are a mess, making no sense at all ) It's just sad when I have no idea what to do with my book...I guess my mind is too troubled right now. I spoke with Kaelmourn and he...Said some strange things. Things about demons...About taint. He said that I may have been tainted by demons. Demons? How...I have no idea how this could even be possible. Paladins...Clerics...So many people found nothing of such magnitude wrong with me. Where they not caring enough to look for it? Where they wrong? Weak? Idiots? Fools and pathetic weaklings that should loreat persvek vi pit di iejir!? ( Again, the next few sentences are a mess, making little to no sense when read )
I don't even know any more! I just...I just wish I could truly find an answer here. I feel so stupid! So powerless! Is it me!? Am I just going crazy?! Is Kaelmourn playing with me, or is he showing me the truth!? Father! What do I do!? If you could see me right now, if you could read what I am writing, what would you say to me!? What must I do!? I need the answer! I must, must MUST MUST MUST find an answer!
( The next part of the page is filled with the stain of tears, as the paper has grown softer. )
I need to relax. I need to find something to take my mind off of things...I think for once in a long time...I need a drink.
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Sept 12, 2013 20:01:34 GMT
Wer darastrix ehtahic wer kalithI think I am now determined. Determined to find out how to solve my problem. Kaelmourn has given me a chance...A chance to find people who can give me the answer...Who can get me into contact with the possible source of my curse...Demons. I dread to think what kind of person Kaelmourn is to have people who dabble with such beings...But such contacts are of use to me now. I expect nothing but him to wait for something in return...Something big. I will have to keep my word and do as he asks of me, should his help truly aids me.
I have come to find some peace in knowing the possible source of my problem. Perhaps that is a step in the right direction. I have never realized that before. Coming closer to solving my problem makes me feel better. I hope that it doesn't go back to being as bad as in the past. Sometimes I wonder how people see me...What they think of me...Maybe they talk behind my back, make fun of me. I hope...I hope they don't. Maybe I will also meet someone else in my travels. Perhaps one who carries dragonic blood, as I do. Maybe they have gone through such taint themselves, or they could at least offer some comfort.
I should try and be less demanding of information and more friendly with the others. I do not want to seem too needy. They might throw me out if they see me as a burden...Even though I doubt that. I have proven my strength in combat many a time, so they must at least think I am useful for that. I need to remain focused. To keep myself under control. Wer darastrix ehtahic wer kalith... The dragon finds the courage.
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Sept 18, 2013 1:30:54 GMT
Wer darastrix xihoodic
I worry...We have arrived in Birchview, our supposed destination, which is a small town north of Valencia's lands. There we met some...Man, who was accompanied by a strange creature. Before we got to Birchview...We were attacked by a pride of lions. Wyatt didn't make it... I wish he was here with us...But he is gone. And on top of that, I have come to understand Kaelmourn is a violent, violent man. This man we met in Birchview...Kaelmourn recognized him as the leader of Valencia, King Renen. He immediately demanded the man surrendered.
So he did. Renen surrendered. I was glad this didn't turn bloody. I was told to tie the man up with some rope. So I did. It felt awkward having to restrain a man like that...But not bad. Perhaps...Good. Regardless, he was now our hostage...Or so I thought. Kaelmourn soon began firing at the man, forcing him to fall down and then executing him in a brutal fashion.
After he was done, he skinned him...Plucked out his very spine...The sounds echoed in my mind for hours...
Now we are accompanied by a native woman, a human, who seems to be of bad lineage with horrible manners...Why is this all happening to me? Oh well...I guess I can shake it off. Or maybe...Claw it off on someone else.
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Oct 5, 2013 10:23:57 GMT
Wer darastrix xurwkic jacida dastudr vucat
It's been a long time since I have had time to write...Especially with all that has happened. Where do I even start? The part where we fought a massive, master-tactician ettin that nearly meant the end of us? The treasure we found in a cave close to Birchview? Our journey through the sea once more and the power in my blood that is beginning to manifest? I guess it's hard to decide. What matters to me the most, however, is that I have been unable to receive a reply from my dear knight, who lives so far, far away. I only hope he gets my letters and nothing sinister has befallen him.
Right now...It's been a few days since we left Valencia. The carnage...The slaughter...I cannot believe I was a part of this. The worst part is that it fulfilled the violent urges that clouded my mind... And the even worse part is that it felt....Satisfying. It filled me with Joy each time I...Smashed someone to the ground, then when I stood over their unconciouss bodies...I didn't want to end them swiftly. I wanted to wrap my hands around their necks and choke their life out slowly-
No, I need to stop with this. I am able to control it. I am not crazy. I can take it, it was just...The blood frenzy. Despite all of this, at least there is one good thing happening. My magic is improving and my Dragon Lineage is manifesting. It's hard to tell from the outside, as my clothing covers most of the scales that have grown. They are in more private areas, so I guess it's hard for anyone to see, though they to conflict a bit with the tight clothing that I am wearing. I...Think that once they are full grown, I may have to get rid of most of my clothing, which would be very unfortunate, as this woman we picked up from Birchview keeps trying to get some glimpses of myself under the clothes, which makes it hard to ever have a moment of relaxation. Hmm...I wonder if my urges would calm down if something unfortunately burning ends up in her food... Burning is better, no?
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Oct 6, 2013 1:41:03 GMT
Wer darastrix ehtahic vi klewar di taq ifpesp
As we now sail on our ship...I feel...Sad. Knowing what I did...For my selfish needs, I sacrificed the lives of others. Not only people who called themselves Gods...But also people from a land that I sought help from before...This is how I repay them? Was it not one of their druids that offered his aid? Was it not one of his pupils that offered to help me find a cure for my condition? Was it not their beautiful land that was my home for a time? And this...This is how I repay the people that I saw inside that castle?
Confusion...Anger...Pain and suffering...Loneliness and Regret...Desire...Burning Passion...So many feelings swirling inside my mind. Though now....A moment of Clarity...The dragon finds a moment of pure calm tonight. This is what I must do. The least I can do to pray that the gods one day look down towards me and say....'You are forgiven'. I pray, even if I do not worship, that the souls of those defenders met a good end, one away from the Abyss, Hades, Hell or planes of such torment. No demons are to play around with mortal lives. I am already a victim of that, if Kaelmourn is correct.
Now I follow pirates. I selfishly ally myself with the people who pillage and plunder for no reason other than gold and the thrill of combat. I am failing my parents. I am failing, my friends. I am failing my blood....But all for the purpose of breaking this curse. What would my dear Knight do if he was in my shoes? Send a plea to a fellow knight, to commit not such a hineous crime. I owe this much to an old Druid who, instead of branding me accursed and tossing me aside, showed me kindness and hospitality. I owe this to your master, Shievik...
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Oct 14, 2013 18:13:02 GMT
Wer darastrix ui ekik di sanipkur
Time passes...And I am still travelling with the pirates. However, I am getting impatient. They are keeping the Dragon waiting for information crucial to the Dragon's life. This is unacceptable. I cannot waste any more of my time here. I need to continue my research, and this is hindering it. I am planning to leave soon. Sure, they have been nice enough to not slaughter me because I may prove to be a danger, but that does not mean I enjoy my time around them. Especially ever since this woman came along...Gods, what is wrong with her? It makes my 'half' race looks bad. At least through all this conflict, my power is awakening. Perhaps I will soon embrace the fate of the dragon and finally ascend...But there is one problem.
I am starting to accept these urges...They seem to no longer collide with what I wish to do...Is it because I am turning evil? Are they chaotic tendecies that I like due to my beliefs on freedom? Am I just going mad? I do not know. Perhaps I will be able to find out more about myself the more I explore my power, especially that of my blood. Luckily, I have made few enemies during my travels, and that means I will only get to find more allies as I move on. Though I need to find out the name of the person who is supposed to give me information, as per Kaelmourn's word. Then I am free to go...Hopefully, I won't make myself seem like an enemy, or an ungrateful ally.
Though I feel I have contributed too much already, and gained nothing in the process. Do they understand that I am the reason they are still alive, I wonder?
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Oct 28, 2013 20:49:31 GMT
Wer darastrix yoscamic
The time has come. It has been a long time since I have joined Kaelmourn's group and I have gained no information about my condition whatsoever. It is about time I take my leave and prepare for the long journey of finding hope once more. Pity, I was starting to enjoy having a student under me. Bautwael Leona has proven to be a very obedient student, and will make a fine magus one day. Perhaps her aggressive attitude and unattended appearance only serves as an illusion to hide her intellect? Who knows, really. Though it is sad to leave an apprentice, I have little left to teach one who can only develop further through study. Had she've been one of dragonic blood, I could have shown her a few more tricks.
Regardless, I have spent much time here and I have learned nothing on the matter that has been troubling me. I have been away from home for far too long on this errand, and I am starting to miss my one true love. I have to prepare for my journey. At least through all this fighting and raiding, I have made some gold that I can use to practice my magical crafting skills for a while. Perhaps taking some time off to think about all that has occured might actually help me clear my head, perhaps help me master some of my urges and powers. Perhaps my dragonic powers will manifest further as I spend time resting. Only time can tell. For now, I have to think carefully...Do I hand out my Bautwael a vial of my blood, so that she can track me down in case she needs me? Or would doing so put me in danger? I would have to think about it. A lot.
For now I prepare my things and I try to determine which destination would serve best for me to head to. My faraway love...Just give me some more time....
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