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The Writings of Trent Kelten
Posted: 10 Oct 2004 05:06 AM |
Entry 1:
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So much happened lately, in such a short time, that I can't even arrange my thoughts. When I think of it, I really don’t know why I'm writing. I feel I need to do something, and I guess this is it.
So much happened that writing it all would take me hours. I still need to write something about everything, even if its only a few words relating to a much bigger event.
It all really started when I heard of an elven prisoner in Midor. I went down to the prisons to see what its all about (frankly my intentions were not so good towards the prisoner). When I came there, I saw the elf dead, her name is Ana (don’t think its her real name, but that’s how everyone call her). Later on, I found three others in the docks, one was an Elf called Elrith, the other a Human called Jand, and the third a Halfling called Pergy. I know elves are not allowed in Midor, and I figured that if any other guard discovers her it won't end so well (not that I really cared at that time about elves). I did try to be nice and ask her to leave, when I could refer to her as an elven spy like most guards do and take her to the prison. Even after she mocked our laws, refused to leave, and was probably close to attack me, I still tried to be nice. If I knew then the things I know now, I would have taken her straight to the prison. The human tried to defend her, I don’t know why. At that time, I never really trusted anyone who wasn’t from Midor, except a few individuals. Eventually, the elf made me believe she is leaving, when she truly followed me in secret.
Jand asked me to tell him about the elven prisoner. I figured he might know her, and took him to the cells myself; just to find out what's going on. The elf was dead when I first saw her, and I had no idea why it would happen. When I brought Jand there, she was raised, and the High Judge along with a priestess and a knight were with her. Then it was clear to me what happened, she stole from Midor, from the academy itself. She was frightened, and I felt sorry for her. The judge decided to cut her hands, Jand tried to take the fault for himself, and she tried to lie, but they couldn’t lie to the judge in the courts of Midor, and it only made matters worse. Jand was taken out, and the judge decided that the elf's hands will be cut off. It was horrible! That was the first time I doubted the justice of Midor. How can there be justice without even a bit of mercy? And how can he decide on a punishment mainly for her being an elf? He said she is to be made an example to all Ferein, and that simply wasn’t right!
Jand was angry, obviously, since they are engaged, and all of her friends were. They blamed me for what happened to her, called me a monster. I didn’t do anything wrong, but maybe I am a monster. The things that happened later I am ashamed to remember, moreover write.
Eventually Jand and I became friends, at least on my part. He took me to Ferein. I wanted to see how Ana was doing, I was worried for her. Any bit of mistrust and hatred I had for elves vanished by that time. I met Elvalia, and told her what happened to Ana. She immediately banished me from the temple we were in. She was cold to me, but I guess she had a reason considering who I am. I waited outside, and Ana came to me. She wasn’t angry, or at least she didn’t show it. We talked for a bit. Elvalia and Jand came as well. I guess they got to know me by then, and stopped hating me. Elvalia said no real elf of Aros would harm me, because they are not like us Midorians. I was insulted by that. What was done to Ana was wrong, but what she did in the first place was wrong as well. I didn’t make the punishment, how could they blame me for it?
I also met Shaz'jen Direth and Jonny at that time. They both saved me from the trolls that live in the hills near Ferein. I owe them both my life, and I owe Shaz'jen even more than that.
Some time later, there was a murder. Someone killed two guards at the gates of Midor. I alerted the city, and searched for the murderer. I was much more than surprised to see Shalee, a half-elf who I met before, and thought of as a good person, and Jonny hiding in the farm. Jonny left as soon as I came, but I took Shalee for questioning. I took her to the Unicorn Inn, tried to be nice, but she was still afraid. She admitted what was done, or at least she told me enough for me to realize she and Jonny did it, but she could barely remember. I knew she didn’t mean to do it, and I considered her a friend. But I was so sad and angry about the murder, that I didn’t know what to do. I pushed her too hard, and she acted insane. What happened then is another thing I am ashamed to remember, moreover write.
After a while, I decided not to turn the two in. I didn’t think it was right to do it, especially when they are both half-elven and would not get fair justice. I can barely believe I am saying that Midor isn’t capable of making a fair trial to elves, but I guess it is true. I was angry at Jonny the most, because he convinced Shalee to do it, and for some time I still didn’t know what to do with him. I hope Midoran will forgive me for not turning them in, but I don’t think its right to do it. They would probably be executed, or some other terrible verdict – I couldn’t let that happen.
Some days later, I was in the Great Plains. That was after I traveled with Elrith and a half-orc called Mandrake in Lynaeum. By that time, I already knew Elrith was stealing from Midor along with Ana, and never received punishment. I don’t know how I could travel with her, but I know I'll have to keep an eye on her. As much as I can't stand killing other people, I won't hesitate to kill her if she gives me the reason.
At the plains, a winged child called Sakhaji also came. He has great power, and is connected with nature itself. I was really stupid that time. I attacked a shifter called Melphus, as well as Sakhaji himself. They switched shapes, and Melphus was in the shape of an evil creature. I was stupid to judge something I do not yet understand. I guess they have forgiven me for that. There were others there, but I don’t know them that well.
Sakhaji told me of Shaz'jen, who saved my life earlier in Ferein. He said he was a demon, and suddenly I was afraid and confused. I barely knew what to say, and all I did manage to say was rubbish. After some time, Sakhaji left and brought Shaz'jen himself to us. He explained he was partly demon and partly elf, and while demons are evil, he is not. It was all very interesting to hear, and strangely enough, I didn’t feel any hatred or threatened by him. There was a large crowd at that time, most of them bent to kill me for who I am. Though I am ashamed to admit it, I was very afraid of what would happen to me.
Shaz'jen asked me questions as well, about me being a paladin. I didn’t know what to answer. I was wondering how I can be a true paladin without knowing the answers to these questions. Then, Shaz'jen explained to me, that being a paladin means to strive to do what I believe is right. That is does not mean to follow blindly. I guess I finally understood what I need to do, about Shalee and Jonny, and about everything else. Though I was still worried about how Midor would treat me, since I became friends with the elves. Shaz'jen said I may have to choose one side or the other, and I don’t think I want to choose. I can only wait and see what will happen, and hope Midoran will guide me.
An elf called Eliana also warned me about others wanting to kill me, and especially Macha. I never trusted her, and I never will. She humiliated me in front all of Buckshire one time, along with some others like Calia. However, Calia seems to have changed. Macha is trying to act nice, but I guess its all a deceit. I hope when the time comes, I'll have enough strength to fight her for my life.
Everything else that happened was ordinary (relatively). I talked to people, about Shalee and Jonny, and about other things. I also met a lot of people.
I met Arcane, who is a paladin like me. He doubts Midor, but unlike me he isn’t ashamed to admit it. He is still loyal to Midoran himself, and I am as well. We traveled together several times.
There are also Eerel and Pergy, two Halflings. We became good friends, I think, and did much together. They are both nice to me, and don’t hate me for who I am.
Jand and I also became good friends; at least that’s how I see it. He traveled with me for a bit and tought me some things. I even killed killed a human for the first time, and I didn’t feel good doing it, even though I had no choice. I'll never get used to it. Maybe it’s a good thing.
There is also Chandler; he is a good man who I consider a friend. I don’t know much about him otherwise.
Eliana also seems to like me, or at least not hate me. She is an elf, and she not hating me is surprising enough to me.
There are also others I met, like Calia who saved my life (and tried to take my hands before), and many others. But writing about everything would take me forever.
I guess it's pretty much everything that happened to me so far, at least how far as I remember. Hopefully next time I'll have less to write about. I hope Midoran still watches over me, he is everything to me. |
WickedArtist: I think he needs a proper elf.
WickedArtist: A christmas elf!
Tasra: Any sort of elf that actually smiles ;o
Gasp! Scandalous!!! |
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Re: The Writings of Trent Kelten
Posted: 10 Oct 2004 10:52 AM |
| [Great Post WA, look forward to the next Entry] |
Eerel Swiftfoot
Self proclaimed fasterest little person in da land
Eerel's Story:
http://vives.dyndns.org/vives/Forums/ShowPost.aspx?PostID=49386 |
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Re: The Writings of Trent Kelten
Posted: 11 Oct 2004 07:41 AM |
((very cool WA, please post more ))
- Sol |
- Solitaire, Wizard
- Ilyana Fiirhaart, High Priestess of Naruth |
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Re: The Writings of Trent Kelten
Posted: 11 Oct 2004 09:43 AM |
Entry 2:
The last few days were more than troubling. I found out so many things, and realized how much I still don’t know about anything. I'm only a few weeks after my training, wondering the lands, and I know nothing about the lands I wonder in.
I met Shaz'jen again in the docks of Port Royale. He explained to me about a place called Nethar'u.
He said Nethar'u is an underground world, far below the earth. It is so vast that entire giant cities exist there, and in these cities walk the demons. However, Nethar'u cannot be accessed by mortals, nor can Vives be accessed from Nethar'u. The only place both can meet is some sort of border world. Shaz'jen said there might be other similar worlds that we never heard of.
After traveling with Eerel, Pergy and Eliana, we came upon the Great Plains. There was a large group there. They told me to put my hand on the standing stones, those that are corrupt by demons. I didn’t know why, but I did it anyway. I didn’t even realize the importance of what I was doing, until I felt the stones hurting me, and a deep voice told me to focus. I don’t know who that voice was. Was it Midoran?
The corruption from the stones went into me, and the others who touched them, and I felt terrible pain and heat. I wanted to scream, to take my hand off and run away. But how could I? That was an important task, and I cannot allow myself to fail. I clutched the symbol of Midoran, and looked at Midor, trying to find strength in my faith – in Midoran – and I did. But it was all in vain. Something happened, and the corruption went back into the stones. Before I realized what's happening, a dark Halfling-like creature came to us. Someone called Malakai was attacked, the others knew that creature, and Malakaii its master.
We went to help Malakai, I trusted the others that he was important. Shaz'jen met us along the way. We battled a lot of demons until we reached him. He is a mage, and his tower looks terribly evil.
Malakai explained that he was an apprentice to a powerful mage at the time of Aristi (He must be terribly old!), and along other mages, they sealed Nethar'u to block the demons. But Malakai was not willing to give his life for the spell, and it was flawed. Demons passed through, and taught other mages and priests how to summon them. When demons are summoned, they are actually created and set loose on Vives, and as time passed there were hordes of these exiles in the world. The seal itself was kept by four stones – keys – and the demons have two of them, while Malakai had the other two.
Malakai said that demons stalk his dreams and prevent him from sleeping, and that’s why he couldn’t empower the protective wards in his tower and the demons breached in. With him, the stones are no longer safe. He gave them to Daimon, to take to the tower of Ladriel. We left there in a hurry.
In the tower, Daimon gave only one stone to lady Alianda (who I met for the first time), and kept one for himself, despite the dangers. They debated that decision for a long time, but my mind was focused on Shalee. She was miserable, and I couldn’t do anything to help her.
When we left the tower, it was finally over. Arcane and I went to Midor, and we also convinced Eliana and Shalee to join us (Shalee was terrified at being there). Another elf also joined us, I don’t really remember her name, if she told it to me at all, but she is a follower of Midoran. I just hope she can continue following Midoran without harassment from Midor itself. After our visit there, we left to Port Royale. Shalee felt better by that time, but she still want to meet Jonny, and so do I.
Eerel met with us there, while Shalee left to do her own thinking. A half-orc called Glordong also joined us, and so Eliana, Eerel, Arcane, Glordong and I went to the catacombs. We heard a chanting there, terrible chanting, and Glordong said it was "Him", apparently a vampire called Vandrane. I don’t know anything about it, and I don’t think I want to know.
There is so much I don’t know about this world, and it all seems over my head. I don’t even know what I'm supposed to do anymore. I wish I was more like Arcane; he seems like the ideal paladin in my eyes. The only thing keeping me on my feet is my faith in Midoran, and all I can do is hope it will continue to do so in the future.
I hope next time I'll discover less and do more. I don't think I can endure more troubles than I already have. |
WickedArtist: I think he needs a proper elf.
WickedArtist: A christmas elf!
Tasra: Any sort of elf that actually smiles ;o
Gasp! Scandalous!!! |
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Re: The Writings of Trent Kelten
Posted: 12 Oct 2004 07:55 AM |
Entry 3:
I am completely lost. I walk around aimlessly, not knowing what to do with myself. Why can't I think of something to do on my own? I've been thinking more and more, about Shalee and Jonny. How do I know that what I'm doing is right? I believe it is, I believe a fair justice needs to be given. If I turn them in, they will not receive fair justice, only because they have elven blood. So what am I to do?
I'm tired of relying on others, I'm tired of letting others make decisions for me, I'm tired of being unsure about the decision I do manage to make. I want to prove to myself I can do something on my own for a change, and I don’t know how to do it. Where does it begin?
I spoke with Lianneth today, an elven mage whom I met outside Midor just after the incident with Ana. She said I'm different from what she expected from a paladin. I think she meant that as a good thing, but is it? She said she imagined paladins as inhumanely perfect. I'm not stupid, I don’t expect anyone to be perfect, but for a paladin, I seem to be less perfect than others. I'm always afraid from danger (though at least it doesn’t stop me from facing it), I always get nervous, I never really know what to do, I hide the truth from my own people, those that I need to protect, and I barely make the paladin I should be.
Is this some trial of my faith? Or is something really wrong with me? Before I left Midor for the first time, I was so sure of myself, of my faith, of everything I knew. Now I realize, I didn’t know that much at all, and there is so much I don’t know yet – so much I can't even imagine. Now, that I walk Vives, I am not sure of anything. Nothing is black and white as I thought, there is only countless shades of grey, and I don’t know how to face some of these truths. I just wish someone, anyone, could guide me. I don’t think I am doing so well guiding myself.
I also met Korban today, Jonny's half brother. He is nice, though we have communication problems (he doesn’t speak common very well, and I don’t speak elvish at all). But after talking to him, I became even more confused about what I must do, and more confused about Jonny. I need someone to talk to, someone who can give me advice, and I don’t know who can, and who will want to listen to me in the first place.
I met Macha and Elrith as well. When I came, she was talking with someone. I don’t know why, but when I looked at the three, I was stunned. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t talk, and I could barely breathe. It was not a spell, no. As much as I am ashamed to admit it, it was fear. Why do I have to freeze in fear when I see her? Why do they want to kill me? I never did anything wrong to anyone. I don’t think I can live with that fear anymore. I can't keep watching her smiles, knowing that at the moment I turn away, she might strike me to my death. I am not one to run away from dangers, but how can I not be afraid from a danger I can't really face? If they plan to kill me, why don’t they just do it? Are they enjoying watching me trembling in fear? Elrith said they plan a hunt, and I realized it at last. They follow Tarik. I know little about him, except that he is an elf god, who is called The Hunter.
So they plan to hunt me? When I look at them, and then at the monstrous injustice against elves in Midor, I wonder which is the greater horror. Shaz'jen said elves are capable of the same blindness as humans, and I begin to see it now.
Still walking around, I came to Ferein. I didn’t really realize I was there, walking thoughtfully between the trees, until I found Shalee there. We walked together, and she was the one who made me feel better now. I asked her about the fight between Korban and Jonny, she said it because Jonny was a thief once. I guess I understand it, considering I was a thief once myself, before I became a paladin. We walked together, and we didn’t even mention the incident near Midor. I completely forgot about it. It is best forgotten, as I know she won't do it again, and she didn’t mean to do it. I can't bring her to unfair justice, especially when I know the truth behind her and what she did. I hope I can find Jonny soon and explain the same to him.
I guess I should feel better now, speaking to Shalee. But I don’t. I still need to prove myself – to myself. I hope I can find the chance to do that soon.
(Written a couple of hours later)
Note to self: need to try and get a key to the academy. You'd think after spending years of training there they would actually give you one. |
WickedArtist: I think he needs a proper elf.
WickedArtist: A christmas elf!
Tasra: Any sort of elf that actually smiles ;o
Gasp! Scandalous!!! |
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Re: The Writings of Trent Kelten
Posted: 14 Oct 2004 04:10 AM |
Entry 4:
The last days were eventful, though not as much as what I have gone through previously. I am troubled and worried, for others as well as for myself.
I've been having dreams lately. I can't remember them clearly; though I know in these dreams I am falling. I walk around the streets of Midor, and I hear voices and whispers behind me, scorning and mocking me. Then I see the other paladins and priests, walking towards me, armed as if for battle. The next thing I know I am thrown out of the city, its gates locked behind me, archers begin to shoot at me from the walls. I flee, and as I do, I beg Midoran to help me, but he doesn’t. I keep running, and I see terrible things, though I do not remember them clearly, I do not remember them at all.
I don’t know what these dreams mean. Am I falling? Am I failing as a paladin? Am I losing my faith in my god? I wish I had any form of guidance, but I do not. I feel alone, though I cannot let others see it. They have their own troubles, and I do not wish to burden them further with mine.
There is a Syncused in Buckshire, a vampire. Whoever it was, he or she bit me. For a few mere seconds, I felt the bite, and the life then left me. When I woke from death, I found it was Midoran who saved me. Arcane prayed to him, and he saved me. Then a dark female figure appeared before us, her skin was pale. I don’t really know what she wanted from us, but I could swear she was the vampire. If she was, why was she not harmed by sunlight or by garlic? I don’t know what to think anymore.
I am mostly troubled by my death, by Midoran saving me. If he did save me, if he is still with me, why do I feel so alone? It may be too selfish of me to worry so much about myself rather than others, but I do. Maybe I am falling. I do no longer know.
There are so many troubles, so much evil. I know I cannot save the entire world, but I can do my best to help as many people as I can, though I lack the strength to do it. I have my faith in Midoran, I have my faith in doing what is right, but that is all I seem to have. I feel completely alone, even without Midoran himself. I have friends, good friends, and I have Midoran, I know that, yet I still can't help feeling that loneliness
I know I cannot burden my friends with my troubles. They have their own problems, their own cares. I need to keep this feeling, these troubles to myself, and try to overcome it on my own. I worry for myself, yet I still do worry for my friends. I am afraid now, truly afraid, for my own fate, and for the fate of my friends.
Note to self:
The priest in the temple at Midor wishes to speak to me. I was told he did not sound pleased as he heard I am traveling with elves. I don’t know what will happen to me after I talk to him, though I need to do that.. |
WickedArtist: I think he needs a proper elf.
WickedArtist: A christmas elf!
Tasra: Any sort of elf that actually smiles ;o
Gasp! Scandalous!!! |
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Re: The Writings of Trent Kelten
Posted: 14 Oct 2004 10:00 AM |
((What, no mention of wedding plans? Seriously, now...aiee...poor guy's had a rough week of it. You have some great character insight here...good job. )) |
Consequences
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It's hard to say it, time to say it...
Goodbye, goodbye |
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Re: The Writings of Trent Kelten
Posted: 16 Oct 2004 05:29 AM |
Entry 5:
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I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm afraid. I don’t know what to do anymore; I don’t know if I can keep going.
I was kidnapped by vampires. The memory by itself is frightening. We were at the orcish caves near Midor – Me, Eerel, Pergy and Glordong. We slain most of the orcs, but then I felt this breathing on my neck. I immediately knew who it was, or at least I thought I did, and called her out – the vampire who bit me in Buckshire. She chased me, and I knew I couldn’t fight her. The others wouldn’t run away, and eventually she got me. I fell unconscious, and woke up at some dungeon, a prison. Another vampire came to me there; she said I am going to be turned. She said Adrasteian has chosen me, that I will be her chosen. She mocked me and my faith, and I couldn’t do anything. I prayed and prayed, and received no answer and no aid. I guess I would have been already turned if Arcane and the others didn’t show up. The vampire who talked to me didn’t seem to mind. She simply bit me and disappeared. I felt a none-ending weakness ever since.
I'm afraid. I don’t really care to admit it anymore; I just want it to end. Are the vampires still hunting me? Will she come back to me and keep trying to turn me? I'm afraid every time I feel the slightest hint of her presence, and whatever her servant did to me at the prison, it brought a weakness on me that no priest managed to cure. I don’t want to be turned, I don’t want to become a vampire, and I don’t know what to do about it. Every time I think she might be there, I cuddle away at some corner in fear. A paladin shouldn’t act like that.
I wish that was my only problem, though it is my greatest. I still have other worries, so many worries I can't even think straight. Pergy and Correta, a priestess I met not long ago, are hunted by Elrith. Shalee is still suffering and sad. I've even managed to get Jand to truly hate me as well, though I guess that’s behind me now, at least. I'm still hated by many, and it seems some elves are taking action against Midorians as well. That is aside to other strange stuff I can't even point out. I don’t even think about the demonic threat anymore.
There are so many bad things, so many worries. I can't take it. The dreams continue to come more frequently, and I've almost decided to turn myself to the vampires to turn me willingly. I'm tired, paranoid, weak, afraid and uncertain. I don’t let the others see it, at least I try not to, but sometimes I can't help myself. As the days pass I feel more and more alone, no matter how much time I spend with my friends. I don’t know how longer I can take it, I don’t know if I'm strong enough.
At least there is one good thing amongst all the troubles. An elven mage may have found a way to help Ana get her hands back, and we are collecting the ingredients for the spell he needs. I just hope that at least that goes well, that she will get her hands back. Whatever justice Midoran had for her, I think she learned her lesson and paid her price already. I just want her to be fine now.
I hope I can find strength somewhere. I hope all this fear and weakness will go away. I'm tired of being paranoid and suspicious, I'm tired of being afraid from vampires, I'm tired of feeling so alone – I'm tired of everything. If there is any strength left in me, I just wish I could find it, so I could help myself and my friends. |
WickedArtist: I think he needs a proper elf.
WickedArtist: A christmas elf!
Tasra: Any sort of elf that actually smiles ;o
Gasp! Scandalous!!! |
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