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Out of Game Posts / Camp Peairs Map!
« Last post by derekjones on May 16, 2018, 09:39:03 am »
Maps for Camp Peairs.
Out of Game Posts / Smileys
« Last post by derekjones on April 12, 2018, 03:09:46 pm »

I finally noticed that the Smileys were broken and fixed them.
Event Teasers! / Season 4 Event 3
« Last post by derekjones on April 11, 2018, 08:59:21 am »
"They have abandoned you." Snarl's Jarneth. The Arcane Goblin flashes his wickedly crooked teeth  at the pale young woman riding astride the Nightmare at his side. "You promised them aid, and when they saw what you truly are they turned on you as quick as can be!" Jarneth laughs. "I told you that they have no scruples." The goblin childes. "The may be corrupted, and they may not have scruples, but they sure do cling to that bit about necromancy!" Jarneth begins laughing so hard that he nearly falls from his own mount.

Lady Validoris looks at the Arcane Goblin with disgust. "They are fools, still naive about the ways of the world after a myriad of years. They lack the conviction to use all of the tools provided to them in order to save their own black skins!" The pale lady gives a sly look to the arcane goblin.

"They were not fool enough to believe that you would truly help them bring Felistrahn back to the valley." Jarneth points out. "Personally, I think it was the scepter." The arcane goblin points a wart covered finger to the golden glowing scepter attached to Lady Validoris' waist. "What fool would allow you to get close to their draconic master while you have that thing?"

Lady Validoris smirks "I did tell you about that adventurer, didn't I?"

Jarneth scoffs. "Adventurers are another matter entirely! Adventurers are so short sighted, always grasping for brief moments of power without ever considering the long term consequences. Adventurers, bah!" Jarneth spits a black wad of mucus upon the ground.

Lady Validoris stiffens and forces her gaze away from the stomach turning display. "Yes, yes Your Majesty. However, they do make fine tools and are great fun to manipulate. I pity the Fae that can resist playing with the food before tasting the sweetness of their essence. The richness of their strong spirits sends such delightful tingles through my body. To think that you have had all of the Terran Valley as your playground, and all you chose to do was sulk in your forest. Why, it's a wonder that you've survived for as long as you have. In my day, the Folk would have gone mad with hunger and had you up on a silver pike." Lady Validoris' words fade away at that last thought before she turns to the arcane goblin and asks. "How have the Folk of the Wood been surviving all these years without the mortals for food?"

"We've been busy." Jarneth growls, putting off the question.

Lady Validoris regards the goblin thoughtfully and then seems to dismiss the matter for now before returning to her riding position. "Of course, how could I have not seen it. The great civilization built by the mighty Goblin King Jarneth Dawnbreaker!" The pale lady mocks in a cracking high pitched voice.

"Look, you hag!" Bursts out Jarneth. "Chydrontyss tortured my people for millennia! Great favors were traded and bargains made before the Dragon Slayer was successful in bringing her down! It's taken this long just to get back to where we are now! It won't be long before I have her child under heel where I can listen to her screams of agony as I drain her of her essence slowly." The Arcane Goblin cackles to himself.

Lady Validoris rolls her eyes at the goblin king. "That child is well protected. She is beyond your reach for now. You would do well to keep your focus on the here and now, Your Majesty. First, the Dream will entrap those that tap the Ley magic, putting them under our power. We then secure the Moth'Hadar home and add their strength to our own. Using the power of the Wild we will regrow the Great Forest, destroy those cursed Dragons, bring your vengeance to the Elements, and use the accumulated strength to reopen the locked paths to the lands of Arcadia. We will return home triumphant!" The pale lady's voice nears a high pitched screech as she screams the last words.

Jarneth sits back in his saddle, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Yes, My Lady. We shall all have what we desire. The time has come for the Aos Sí to have its vengeance!" King Jarneth Dawnbreaker shouts the words into the skies. Lightning dances across the clouds, highlighting the broad wings of the legion of Drakes flying above. The columns of Trolls, Giants, Draconnis, Beasts, and the various Fae Folk of legend march, organized into the mightiest army ever assembled within the Terran Valley. A mighty rallying cry rolls through the army as it marches to the outskirts of the Southwood.
Out of Game Posts / Season 4 Event 2 Food Menu
« Last post by derekjones on March 29, 2018, 11:18:44 am »
Help us save time and keep your money safe by trading your cash for a meal card!
Meal cards can carry up to a $10 balance and are an easy way to purchase food and drink.
Trade back your meal card for the balance at the end of the event!

*Not responsible for lost or stolen meal cards. Please keep them safe and secure.

Ala Carte
Hot Dog - $.50
Pizza Pocket - $1.00
Soda Pop - $.50
Bottle Water - $.25
Tap Water - free
Fruit Punch - free

Pancakes and sausage - $1.50
Pancakes only - $1.00

Grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup - $2.50
Grilled Cheese - $1.00
Soup - $1.50

Spaghetti with meat sauce/garlic bread - $3.00
Spaghetti only - $2.00

Event Teasers! / Re: Season 4 Event 2
« Last post by derekjones on March 27, 2018, 02:01:07 pm »
Jarneth Dawnbreaker sits lazily upon his throne of gold. His black skin is mottled with scars and warts, giving him a weak and misshapen look. However, faint glowing blue streaks that accent his form hint at a power too strong to hide in the darkness of the subterranean. Jarneth's purple eyes dart back and forth as he looks for assassins (there are always assassins), amongst his people as they frolic, work, barter, and fight in the main room of his underground palace.

One of his lowly servants (Vyllyn was it?) has returned from the errand that Jarneth had ordered him to perform. The servant (Vyllyn?!) bows its head and prostrates itself on the packed earthen floor.

"Your Majesty, I have the essence from the ley line as you have ordered." The pitiful creature cries out in its guttural high pitched voice.

Jarneth sits upright upon his throne and reaches out to the barrel strapped to the back of the servant. "Was it not guarded? Did you have any trouble acquiring the substance?" Asks the King.

"No, Your Majesty." Answers the creature. "It was just as she described, and I did not linger long enough to anger the sleeping wards."

"Well done, er...Vyllyn." Nods the King. The little creature allows itself a smug smirk.

The main hall suddenly silences as two brutish giants emerge from the darkest shadows allowed by the softly glowing moss that lines the ceiling of the chamber. The giants move swiftly and with purpose, belying an intelligence not commonly known among the giant races of Tyrra. A lithe form follows the black skinned giants from out of the shadows; her features are sharp and elegant, marking her as one that comes from a noble lineage.

"Your Majesty, word has just reached me that you have gathered everything I require in order to carry out our plan." The woman's voice is sultry and promising, much like the glistening pale skin of hers that is revealed by too little clothing.

Jarneth narrows his eyes into slits so small that it makes his face pucker. "Lady Validoris! What a welcome surprise, I was just about to send word to you that I have fulfilled my side of the bargain!"

"Yes, yes I know that you were. I decided to save us both the trouble and have come for the essence myself." She cooed.

One of the black skinned giants steps forward and grabs the barrel on Vyllyn's back. The creature is still attached to the barrel by the harness so the giant begins to shake both the barrel, and creature, until the harness gives out and sends the creature tumbling into a nearby wall. The giant then resumes its position next to Validoris and waits patiently.

Taking his eyes off Validoris, Jarneth looks to be fully focused now. "Just how long will it be before the ley lines are all reattuned and we can start work on piercing the veil?"

"Patience, my little arcane goblin." Purred Validoris. "We need to first remove some obstacles and finish what your father started. Remember, Your Majesty?"

Jarneth's eyes move to an ancient hide stuck to the wall next to his throne. He had decided to remove the infuriating thing centuries ago, but every time his servants began to touch it Jarneth felt as if he was admitting defeat. So, he had always ordered that the old map of the valley stay on the wall as a reminder.

"Oh, yes." He breathed. "I remember."
Event Teasers! / Season 4 Event 2
« Last post by derekjones on March 27, 2018, 02:00:17 pm »
Far below the surface of the Terran Valley flows a foul river that has existed for what seems like an eternity. The flowing liquid has bored holes through stone and worn away subterranean mountains over eons. Black stalactites drip oozing muck from vaulted ceilings into the slow, grinding waters below.

From one of the old tunnels that open into a wider void, granting easy access to the underground river, climbs a dark figure possessing black and wart riddled skin stretched over spindly limbs. The lack of light poses no challenge to the narrow red glowing eyes of the creature as it nimbly navigates the rocky terrain and approaches the gooey river below.

The creature carefully dismounts the wooden barrel from the back harness that secures the container onto the creature's back. The dark creature mutters to itself as it lowers the edge of the barrel into the black murk of the river. The river itself begins to bubble and boil, releasing cries of anguish and moans of suffering into the small cavern. Slowly, the black liquid flows willingly into the barrel until the container is full of the foul juice.

Satisfied, the creature hefts the wooden barrel back into the harness and begins its climb back into the tunnels.
Out of Game Posts / Season 4 Event 2 Eggs!
« Last post by derekjones on March 22, 2018, 02:42:21 pm »
This event takes place over Easter AND Aprils Fool's Day!

Once again reports of strange eggs that are hidden in the woods are being reported from around Varos!

If you find an egg, you can open it, or not. If the egg opens in your possession, whatever is inside can affect you! Please do not touch the eggs if you are not willing to accept the good, or bad, that happens.

Pages are not allowed to open the eggs.

There are buyers in the area looking to purchased these magical eggs.
Event Teasers! / Season 4 Event 1
« Last post by derekjones on March 13, 2018, 10:07:54 pm »
The territory of New Haven is a massive sprawl of quickly built structures and erratic streets set against the western base of Mount Thane. The stinking hovels of the poor, and the outcast are only separated from the holdings of the wealthy by thin opaque walls of hide stretched over a wooden frame. Those well off enough to build a new home, but not so well off to be able to afford land far away from the dregs of society have designed their dwellings so that no window overlooks the eastern portions of the city, otherwise known as 'The Slaughterhouse'. Strong perfumes are used on drapery to mask the scent of foulness and disease that occasionally wafts through the air.

The western portion of New Haven splits between the heavily militarized district in the northwest, and the heart of wealth and politics within New Haven in the southwest.

Today, the Royal Court of the Kingdom of the Terran Valley is in session. This is a time when the Lords and Ladies of the various noble houses come together and discuss matters of state and policy. Recommendations from this gathering are transcribed and sent to King Lanothyr for his consideration. Should His Majesty find any of the recommendations worth while, he declares the recommendation to be new law or policy. While it is not required for the king to attend the session of the Royal Court, today's court session is made noteworthy by the presence of His Majesty.

The topic at hand that most interests King Lanothyr pertains to the land beyond Mount Thane, the Terran Valley. After the due recognition of the presence of the king, and after several shameless displays of groveling before His Majesty, the session begins with a report from Sir Reginald Thornwell regarding the state of Fort Lightbranch (apparently, the fort is being expertly run by Baroness Murakami). This is followed by a question and answer session from the Royal Court, and the king.

Sir Thornwell continues to restate that Fort Lightbranch is operating efficiently, but requires additional resources in order to address the problems caused by the adventurers living within the town of Varos. Many of the Lords and Ladies of the Royal Court seem to sympathize with the elder knight, and personally pledge to do everything that they can to make sure Fort Lightbranch has all that it needs. King Lanothyr appears bored and spends most of his time absently scratching his long claws upon the marble floor of his royal dais.

After Sir Thornwell concludes his report, the Royal Court issues a call to Captain Stephen Thatcher of the Varos Legion to stand before the court and present his report. The captain (looking much less courtly than Sir Thornwell) presents his report on the activities of the past year, and the progress that has been made reclaiming the Terran Valley for the kingdom. Captain Thatcher boldly states that both Prince Tyrenthiel Tel'Qadir, and the Guardian of the Mausoleum have been recovered from the planar prison of the Silver Dragon. That the magical forces in the Terran Valley are progressively being repaired by the adventurers. And that the awakening of the land has begun to recall lost clans and tribes of those that fled the valley.

When Captain Thatcher finishes his report the Royal Court prepares for the questioning. First come the accusations that the Varos Legion is incapable of holding the adventurers accountable for the acts of necromancy that have been widely reported in the area of Varos. More accusations follow that the area has become a hot bed for elemental activities that threaten the safety of the kingdom citizens that seek to reclaim their ancestral homes. Finally, several Lords of the Royal Court stand to accuse the Varos adventurers of damaging the fabric of Time within the Terran Valley. The Lords reveal to the court their own reports that the lands east of the Dragon's Blood river have succumbed to the ravages of the erratic adventurers and have fallen to an unknown foe of significant power. Captain Thatcher steadfastly refutes the claims of the incompetence of the Varos Legion. As for the claims of the damage done to the Terran Valley by the adventurers of Varos, he remains silent.

Later that evening, well after the session of the Royal Court has adjourned, Captain Thatcher is summoned to the chambers of King Lanothyr to discuss an ongoing situation in the Terran Valley.

Captain Thatcher's arrival is announced by a steward before the old soldier enters the richly adorned chamber. His Royal Highness lies stretched out upon a massive collection of silken pillows stuffed with goose down. Faceless clay golems attend the king by delivering goblets of wine and large hunks of smoked meats.

"Come in, Captain Thatcher." Rumbles the deep voice of the king. The captain walks deeper into the chamber and kneels in deference to his liege.

King Lanothyr turns his head to regard the captain of the Varos Legion. "Quite the display today in the court, eh?" Questions the king.

"I am sorry, Your Majesty. I have failed in the duty that you have charged me with. My failures are reflecting poorly upon you with the Royal Court." Says the soldier.

The king rips a large hunk of meat from the smoked leg of a steer. The hot grease sizzles and pops as the king bites into the beef and swallows it whole. The king's massive head arches backwards as he savors the taste of his meal. "Captain, I did not summon you in order for you to suffer more rudeness and berating. I have more on my mind at the moment. Rest assured, Captain, that I do not find the fault of the adventurers to be your own."

The king moves a massive claw and pulls himself in a position to better look at Captain Thatcher. "Stephen, Lord Greycloak has had a force in place inside the valley for weeks now. The force is made up of members of his household and are operating there at my request." The king pauses for a brief moment.

"Your Majesty, if you had need of a force within the Terran Valley my men and I are at your disposal..." Captain Thatcher states.

The king interrupts "No, I need you and the Legion to control access to Varos from Kjeldor and to stand fast against the Shadows of the East. What I need most from you right now is to enact the adventurers to find Lord Greycloak's men. My people at Fort Lightbranch have discovered that Greycloak's force encountered an Orc clan and were in negotiations with the clan to secure peace and cooperation. Sympathetic clan members have been contacting my scouts with their leaders concerns about the missing negotiators." The king breaths deeply. "My scouts tell me that it would be best if any people we send in order to look for the missing negotiators are not directly tied to the kingdom. Therefore, the adventurers must be entrusted with this task."

Captain Thatcher raises his head as he listens to the king's tale. When his liege is finished explaining the new task that he must undertake, the soldier nods. "Yes, Your Majesty. I will engage the adventurers to find Lord Greycloak's force and secure the treaty with the Orc Clan."

King Lanothyr stretches out his serpentine neck to look closer at the soldier. "Now, let us discuss a more personal problem of yours."
Out of Game Posts / Re: Season 3 Event 6 Site Information
« Last post by derekjones on March 01, 2018, 01:30:22 pm »
Yup, sure is!
Out of Game Posts / Re: Season 3 Event 6 Site Information
« Last post by Harbert on March 01, 2018, 04:18:03 am »
Great stuff, Derek. Can't wait for more information. Is the Discord server active btw?
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