Prominence

Prominence

04:08:04 Aug 9th 08 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

Jonny awoke, feeling fresh and ready for anything. He played with his children, and read a small childrens book with his oldest daughter. He then went out and learned master tactics at the academy. He then went to check on his ships. The brigs still sat in the bay, waiting for a time when they would be needed. The Galleons where taking shape at last, and would be ready in just a few more months(RT days).

Name: Jonny Bacardi
PP: 20
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 27 [1/8]
Pay: 51000
Gold: 186980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 26 [5/8]
Pregnent: [6/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [4/8]
Skills: Reading - Journeyman
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 4 [3/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 2 [2/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Expert

Title: Count of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Troops: 1500 (750 swordsman, 250 archers, 500 spearmen)

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Ships:
Truthseeker (Brig of War): idle
Faithkeeper (Brig of War): idle

Construction:
Massive Trade Galleons [5/8] [5/8]

[OOC: Wessick, love the story. Not sure if Septim will agree, but I liked it. I've most definitely missed you and your stories bro. And Septim, don't go taking everything over just yet. I could use some more PP's myself.]

22:34:13 Aug 9th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[3 days worth...sry ive been busy]

King Ernest awake and did his normal duties, he was unusually busy lately with writing letters and traveling, so his time was short for anything exciting.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke, King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+48000 from Trade - 36000 UPKEEP = 96,000
Gold: 813,000
RP Points: 38
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Tasdian) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Tasidian) - Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Exodus) - Escorting Rebirth
MTG(Haste) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Tempest) - Escorting Twilight
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
MTG(Twilight) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
MTG(Rebirth) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
SHIP PROGRESS
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant(5/7)
Charley - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 5 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 4
Ernest II - Age 1

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

13:26:01 Aug 10th 08 - Mr. Killer:

Name: Killer
Titles: Guildmaster
PP: 17
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair colour: Brown
Eye colour: Blue
Build: Skinny/Athletic
Age: 29(4/7)
Spouse: Sortip(29)
Pregnant: 4/6
Daughters: Prolder(7) (Journeyman reading), Hylore(5)
Sons: Trysyl(6) (Journeyman reading), Hyloson(3), Relic(2)

Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Journeyman
Magic: Journeyman
Tactics: Veteran
Smithing: Expert
Occupation: Mercenary
Gold: 355,910
Pay: 10,300
Items: Elven armor, Elven barbute helmet, Elven bow, a quiver of Elven arrows, Elven round shield, Elven longsword, Massive castle
Horses: 10 Champion horses. Pregnant(3): 5/7, 5/7, 1/7

15:06:54 Aug 10th 08 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

(for 2 days, my bad)
Jonny went to inspect his ships. They where both good, and he was proud that they would soon be sea worthy. The masts where not quit in place, but that was the only problem.
Jonny then went home, and ate dinner with his family, and then went to sleep.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
PP: 20
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 27 [2/8]
Pay: 51000
Gold: 186980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 26 [7/8]
Pregnent: [8/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [3/8]
Skills: Reading - Journeyman
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 4 [5/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 2 [4/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Expert

Title: Count of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Troops: 1500 (750 swordsman, 250 archers, 500 spearmen)

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Ships:
Truthseeker (Brig of War): idle
Faithkeeper (Brig of War): idle

Construction:
Massive Trade Galleons [7/8] [7/8]

23:12:46 Aug 10th 08 - Mr. Wessick:

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: soldier
Gold: 0 (For the bread rations yesterday and today)

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Affiliation: Soldier of the army of Tasidian

Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword (Broken), Leather Armor

(OOC: Well.. I missed a couple days... I blame life and work for that. Here is what Wes does.)

Day 1:

Wessick limps from the infirmory of the local town. With his military service up, he hands back his equipment to the local quartermaster...do that it returns to the kingdoms use.

With a military life not something he can do for now, Wessick looks to his friends for advise.

"Knowledge is power my friend...and perhaps it will help us to become better prepared next time. Perhaps taking some classes would not be unwise." Yazimar smiles and lightly pats his shoulder.

Wessick tells his friends of the strange feeling he had when he was considering leaving the woman to die. And how he was filled with a sense of righteous anger at the brigands. He shows them the Talisman...and asks how this could be.

Arthon shakes his head.

"I know blades and war... I don't know anything about that. maybe the libraries may have something that could tell you."

"I can't read..." Wessick said quietly.

Yazimar throws up his hands... and laughs.

"Then there is your answer my boy... come on, I will help you enroll. Just don't kill yourself by picking a fight with a professor."

Wessick enrolls in a class to read. After many frustrating hours and days, eating little more then crusts of bread to fill himself...he learns the basics.

Yazimar comes to his small shack, and shows him a sash for a position he had found for him.

"It is not the job that will make you rich my friend. But books and knowledge galore await you within its halls."

"A library?" Wessick looked into his friends eyes...and could see the wonder in them. Yazimar may have held a blade...but he was a scholar at heart.

"Not just a library... it is the Royal Library of Tasidian. You are going to the capital my friend. At least until you can find your true direction. It will pay for food on your plate."

"If you think it will be best...then alright."

Wessick and his friends made the journey...and with Yazimars help, he was able to find a small position in the Royal Libraries archives.

With his first pay, he took his friends to a tavern, to eat a meal of Beef and cornmeal (45 Gold)

Day 1 results: Learned Journeymen Reading
Gained position in Library

Day 2

Every movement in the beginning was painful. Although his injuries were healing, he was not feeling well still. Yazimar had been wrong about the job...he had not had the chance to read word one.

No one had ever told him of this place...a near endless record of scrolls and texts. In languages his mind could not even comprehend. He knew from what some of the scholars who came in and asked for, that the world was more vast then he had once thought.

He needed time...time to read. To perhaps find what his father had given him...and why it moved him so. As the days turned to weeks, he found moments here and there...but he spoke to Yazimar of his frustration.

"Be patient...nothing worth looking for ever was easy to find. And at least you are not starving." Was all he could say in reply.

Arthon visited occassionaly, his duties as a city guard allowed him to make his patrols overlap with his friends work.

As another night came to the kingdom, and the candles lit in the central halls, Wessick looked over the registries of another series of books. One scroll case was placed before him, donated by a man named Rubarys Ghent. It was old, but surprisingly well preserved.

The Fires of Devotion...Lost Religions of the World

It was penned by an unknown author...or perhaps many authors, he could not easily tell from the signiture. He signed for it, and gained permission from Master Selden to take the text into the Libraries archives.

As he placed it into another holding case, he could not keep the text from his mind. One day soon...he would have to look at it. But as Master Selden came to bolt up the library...he knew it would not be today.

Buying a small fish at a corner market as it closed...he at and slept well.

00:44:19 Aug 11th 08 - Mr. Wessick:

(OOC: Forgot to add this)

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: Librarian (Royal Library of Tasidian)
Gold: 120 (For the Food for two days, including feeding his two friends)

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading

Affiliations:
Ex-Soldier of the army of Tasidian

Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword (Broken), Peasants clothes, Shack near his old home

00:49:25 Aug 11th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[Sry im busy until monday or tuesday.....there is just too much damn working involved in the weekends]]

King Ernest woke up and did his normal duties before spending time with his family and going to sleep.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke, King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+48000 from Trade - 36000 UPKEEP = 96,000
Gold: 1,009,000
RP Points: 38
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Tasdian) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Tasidian) - Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Exodus) - Escorting Rebirth
MTG(Haste) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Tempest) - Escorting Twilight
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
MTG(Twilight) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
MTG(Rebirth) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
SHIP PROGRESS
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant(6/7)
Charley - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 5 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 4
Ernest II - Age 1

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

21:21:10 Aug 11th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: Was gone that long...-_-]]

Septim reads, eats, swims, and does his daily duties for four days.

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 32
PP: 44
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 162,500 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 57,000 for trade with the Elves, 6500 for trade agreement with King Ernest the Wise.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 1,667,330
Army size: 55,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Vorsov.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with the Duke Garvis.
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with the Elves
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - Syl - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Selena - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Arien - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Alessia - Trading with King Ernest the Wise
Brig of War - Cephorus - Escorting the Syl
Brig of War - Tiber - Escorting the Selena
Brig of W*beep*nturu - Escorting the Arien
Brig of War - Efrandor - Escorting the Alessia
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Armor:
Seronian steel scalemail cuirass, Seronian steel greaves, Seronian steel gauntlets, Seronian steel boots, Seronian armet helmet, Seronian steel pauldrons, Seronian steel kiteshield, Elven cuirass, Elven greaves, Elven pauldrons, Elven boots, Elven gauntlets, Elven round shield, Elven barbute helmet, Elven longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Affiliations:
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Cidellian Nobility - Position: King
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Scholars - Position: Guildmaster
House Septim - Position: Patriarch

Family:
Spouse: Alessia Colvaine
Title: Queen
Age: 31
Height: 5' 8"
Magic: Expert
Fighting: Journeyman
Reading: Veteran
Oration: Expert
Mathematics: Journeyman

Son: Validus Septim
Age: 9
Reading: Journeyman

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 4]]

23:38:23 Aug 11th 08 - Mr. Killer:

Name: Killer
Titles: Guildmaster
PP: 17
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair colour: Brown
Eye colour: Blue
Build: Skinny/Athletic
Age: 29(5/7)
Spouse: Sortip(29)
Pregnant: 5/6
Daughters: Prolder(7) (Journeyman reading), Hylore(5)
Sons: Trysyl(6) (Journeyman reading), Hyloson(3), Relic(2)

Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Journeyman
Magic: Journeyman
Tactics: Veteran
Smithing: Expert
Occupation: Mercenary
Gold: 366,210
Pay: 10,300
Items: Elven armor, Elven barbute helmet, Elven bow, a quiver of Elven arrows, Elven round shield, Elven longsword, Massive castle
Horses: 10 Champion horses. Pregnant(3): 6/7, 6/7, 2/7

23:39:29 Aug 11th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

King Ernest woke up and ate breakfast with his family. His wife shortly afterwards had another child. They decided on his name being Edward and also decided that he would be one of their last children. Ernest did his normal duties before spending time with his family and going to sleep.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest Deallus The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke, King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 32
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+48000 from Trade - 36000 UPKEEP = 96,000
Gold: 1,105,000
RP Points: 38
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Tasdian) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Tasidian) - Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Exodus) - Escorting Rebirth
MTG(Haste) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Tempest) - Escorting Twilight
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
MTG(Twilight) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
MTG(Rebirth) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
SHIP PROGRESS
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 31 - Pregnant(7/7)
Charley - Age 9 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 9 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 6
Ernest II - Age 3
Edward - Age 0

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

00:28:11 Aug 13th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

Septim wakes up, does his daily duties, swims, eats, and goes to sleep.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 4]]

02:47:16 Aug 13th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

King Ernest woke up and did his normal duties before going to sleep.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest Deallus The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke, King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 32
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+48000 from Trade - 36000 UPKEEP = 96,000
Gold: 1,201,000
RP Points: 38
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Tasdian) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Tasidian) - Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Exodus) - Escorting Rebirth
MTG(Haste) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Tempest) - Escorting Twilight
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
MTG(Twilight) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
MTG(Rebirth) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
SHIP PROGRESS
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 31 - Pregnant
Charley - Age 9 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 9 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 6 - Reading - Journeyman
Ernest II - Age 3
Edward - Age 0

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

13:13:08 Aug 13th 08 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

(For three days)
Jonny's ships sailed. He then walked around the city to inspect how things where going. After finding everything in order, he returned to his palace to find the birth of another child, a son named Vito.
He then went to sleep.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
PP: 20
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 27 [5/8]
Pay: 60000
Gold: 366980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 27 2/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [6/8]
Skills: Reading - Journeyman
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 4 [8/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 2 [7/8]
Son: Vito Bacardi
Age:1 [1/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Expert

Title: Count of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Troops: 1500 (750 swordsman, 250 archers, 500 spearmen)

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Ships:
Truthseeker (Brig of War): Escorting Crusader
Faithkeeper (Brig of War): Escorting Templar
Crusader (MTG): Trading with Charley
Templar (MTG): Trading with Charley

[OOC: Sorry guys. im not on as much as i'd like to be. Maybe in a few weeks, when I settle into my new scedule, but right now, I have to do a lot in a little time. Really hope this keeps going.]

16:54:12 Aug 13th 08 - Mr. Wessick:

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Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: Librarian (Royal Library of Tasidian)
Gold: 120 (For the Food for two days, including feeding his two friends)

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading

Affiliations:
Ex-Soldier of the army of Tasidian

Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword (Broken), Peasants clothes, Shack near his old home

***********************************************************

As his injuries slowly began to heal, Wessick felt more comfortable walking about the city. The capital was just as he had always imagined it would be...larger then life.

His small home in the southwest was nothing compared to even the smallest of shacks along the street. But, he thought...his father was a simple man...and was not one to like material things.

It had been weeks since he had seen the scroll of ancient faiths. Master Selden had kept him so busy, he was unable to take the chance and look at it.

As he walked, he heard a man calling from the corner of the street. He was speaking of the evils of thievery and averace. The man was a preacher...and his words in some small way touched him.

"What you gain now... in your acts of self-gratification...are nothing compared to what you lose within your very soul. The least man, becomes a great man...when he thinks of others instead of himself." The man cried out. Some people did listen, but only for a few moments.

"I wish I could speak like that...to stand in front of others and inspire...even if I only reach one person."

"You can do it you know... just takes time, and some money for the education." Wessick turned to see Master Selden standing there...a smile on his face.

"Master Selden, I'm sorry...I did not think anyone was near."

"Nothing to be sorry about. Old Ragheti has been on that corner for years. They call him the mad monk...mostly because he tends to lose himself in his own speaches."

"He is a good speaker..."

"You should have heard him when he was younger...he had a fire in his belly then."

"What is his religion?"

Selden took several moments in thought.

"None that are current...though admitedly, it does have some connections to the more modern religions. He saw the scroll you did...years ago when it made its last pass through the library."

"Last pass... I don't understand."

"I will explain it to you sometime...but for now, let me get you in touch with a scholar friend of mine. He can help you get back into the academy, and you can learn to speak better. First step is to not lower your head when you speak to someone. It makes it tough to hear you."

"I'm sorry sir."

(Wessick entered the Academy and was taught the basics of Oration...returning to his duties in the Library...Master Selden allowed him access to the text he had seen. On the condition that it never leave the library until its time was done there. Wessick still did not understand how it could leave the library...but he accepted it.)

Pay (3 Days) 600
Food (3 Days) 25 (1 Red Meat, 2 Bread)
Schooling: (Day 3) Public Speaking 101 and 102 (Journeyman class load) 400

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: Librarian (Royal Library of Tasidian)
Gold: 295

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading
Journeyman Level: Oration

Affiliations:
Ex-Soldier of the army of Tasidian
Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword (Broken), Peasants clothes, Shack near his old home

(OOC: Was wondering if any more was really going to be going on. Wars, things like that, or anything to gain Prominance. Does not really seem to be much chance for PP right now)

17:43:32 Aug 13th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[OOC: Well you did kind JUST join right after everyone was allowed to "level up" and now the continent is united under two kings (me and Septim) there ARE other continents out there that will be taken care of....eventually. Septim didn't want things to go too fast, but Prominence WILL restart after it has gotten to the point where Septim conquers everything -_-]]

00:27:07 Aug 14th 08 - Mr. Wessick:

((OOC: Was not complaining... merely was asking.

00:28:01 Aug 14th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[OOC: You just had bad timing....Septim has been spotty with his online time lately.....]]

00:35:39 Aug 14th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: If you'd like, I can start a war or two for PP.]]

02:26:43 Aug 14th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[Make it something just for him]]

03:57:43 Aug 14th 08 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

[OOC: Oh come on. I could use some too, just to get to Duke. I'd still be under you septim. Dammit. And charley, d'you see i finished my MTG's, so you make extra too.]

04:17:00 Aug 14th 08 - Mr. Wessick:

OOC: I can wait if that is better for everyone. Besides... I understand how time can get away from us. Not like my character is that far along anyhow. I must be patient.

Also.. a question... is it ok if I try and start a religion? That is basically the route I am heading here. I don't want to be a king...but leader of a religion would be my goal. At least down the line... a few in game years.

05:49:53 Aug 14th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: Interesting idea, you must be a veteran in reading and at least an expert in oration. You must also say whether your religion is polytheistic or monotheistic. Currently the humans are a bunch of atheists...no religions out there...you must also build buildings for your religion:

Chapel - 3000 gold
Church - 10000 gold
Cathedral - 40000 gold
Grand Cathedral - 100000 gold

You gain 5% of the total cost of the building per day, so if you had one chapel you'd gain 150 gold a day. Each building takes one day per 10000 gold, the chapel takes one day as well. You can build up to fifteen buildings. This works the same way Guilds do, you don't have to do anything! I guess I'll start the official religion of Cidel now. You also gain 5 PP for starting a religion and 2 PP for your first grand cathedral.]]

Septim recieves a strange vision from a strange being known as Zeta. The being implies that a group of followers should be made in his honor. Septim runs out and begins organizing a religion, building a grand cathedral in Cidel, and cathedrals in Valkolon, Seris, and Tysos. He then goes about his daily duties, swims, eats, and goes to bed.

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 32
PP: 49
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel, Patriarch of the Zetian Church.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 162,500 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 57,000 for trade with the Elves, 6500 for trade agreement with King Ernest the Wise.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 1,609,330
Army size: 55,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Vorsov.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with the Duke Garvis.
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with the Elves
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - Syl - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Selena - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Arien - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Alessia - Trading with King Ernest the Wise
Brig of War - Cephorus - Escorting the Syl
Brig of War - Tiber - Escorting the Selena
Brig of W*beep*nturu - Escorting the Arien
Brig of War - Efrandor - Escorting the Alessia

Buildings
Grand Cathedral of Cidel - 1/10
Cathedral of Tysos - 1/4
Cathedral of Valkolon - 1/4
Cathedral of Seris - 1/4
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 4]]

15:52:57 Aug 14th 08 - Mr. Wessick:

(OOC: Ok thanks...) (Doing my day a little early...due to the fact that I am busy later on.

Wessick awoke in darkness... his eyes slowly began to adjust. A hand was upon his chest...and wide eyes looked upon him.

"You....You are who he wants." The figure was Rhageti....

"How did you get here! What is the meaning of this?" Wessick screamed as he struggled against an unusually strong grip.

"There is a fire within you...a FLAME.!"

Wessick tried to reach for his sword...but remembered how it had never been repaired. He cursed his lack of responsibility.

"Tests...there will be tests for you. He will not want someone who is unwilling to fight for a righteous cause. Protection, Sacrifice, Light, Good, and Wisdom...these are his ways...remember this child."

"His... Who are you talking about?" The grip lessened...and Wessick spun from his cot...the slits of first light began to show through the broken boards on his windows.

"You will know soon... for he has known you and yours for centuries. For he is ever living....and allways patient." The sound of the crazed monks voice trailed off into the morning mist.

A light caught his eye upon the mantel place...and Wessick looked there, to find the Talisman glowing along the circlet of fire.

"What do you want from me?" Wessick whispered to theTalisman... he said nothing for moments, almost as if expecting an answer. But none came, as the item began to fade from its bright glow.

Now more then ever... he must see the scroll.

Taking a loaf of bread with him (5 gold) he trudge the ten miles into the city...and entered the library hall. In some far distant future... scholars would mark this as his true paths beginning.

For as he walked passed Master Selden, and into the ancient archive shelves... he grasped the scroll. And as he read...understanding flooded to him.

Hours later... with Selden watching somewhat impatiently from the side hall... he emerged. A single name upon his lips.

"Lothon...."

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: Librarian (Royal Library of Tasidian)
Gold: 490

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading
Journeyman Level: Oration

Affiliations:
Ex-Soldier of the army of Tasidian
Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword (Broken), Peasants clothes, Shack near his old home

16:18:20 Aug 14th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: Nice job, :D]]

Septim wakes up and walks down to the dining room where he eats breakfast, he then hears the report on his buildings.
"Sir, your cathedrals are half finished, your grand cathedral is a fifth done, I suggest creating a book for your religion..." says his servant.
"Zeta did say a great many things to me in my dream," said Septim.
Septim goes about his daily duties, he then orders the construction of fifty landing boats for his fleet. Afterwards he begins his daily duties as King of Cidel. After a great many hours doing his duties, he finds that his boats had been completed. Afterwards he swims, has dinner, and begins writing the Holy Book of Zetaism. After writing a good portion of it, he falls asleep.

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 32
PP: 49
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel, Patriarch of the Zetian Church.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Religion: Zetaism
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 157,500 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 57,000 for trade with the Elves, 6500 for trade agreement with King Ernest the Wise.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 1,718,830
Army size: 55,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Vorsov.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with the Duke Garvis.
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with the Elves
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - Syl - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Selena - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Arien - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Alessia - Trading with King Ernest the Wise
Brig of War - Cephorus - Escorting the Syl
Brig of War - Tiber - Escorting the Selena
Brig of War Senturu - Escorting the Arien
Brig of War - Efrandor - Escorting the Alessia
Landing boats: 50

Buildings
Grand Cathedral of Cidel - 2/10
Cathedral of Tysos - 2/4
Cathedral of Valkolon - 2/4
Cathedral of Seris - 2/4
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 4]]

16:38:24 Aug 14th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[Jonny would have wanted to create that religion XD]]

16:46:59 Aug 14th 08 - Mr. Wessick:

(OOC: Me and Johnny were part of the same kingdom... so one of us probably would have eventually. I just figured i would go ahead. :-p )

16:52:24 Aug 14th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[He tried converting me :-p]]

05:02:57 Aug 15th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: Going to be gone for three days tomorrow...]]

Day 1

"Major," said a haunting face, Sergeant Major Darmir Veskor.
"Corporal, what's their status?" asked Septim.
"They're dug in, sir, they have plenty of food," said Veskor.
"Charge," said Septim.
"What? Sir, the casualties wil be tremendous!" yelled Veskor.
"Do not question my orders, follow them, charge," said Septim.
Veskor looked down, and then up at Septim.
"Yes sir," said Veskor.
Veskor got onto his horse and waved goodbye to Septim.

***

Septim sits up, he looked around as the memories of the Orc Wars creeps into his skull. Septim gets up and walked silently to the dining room where he ate a light breakfast and began doing his duties, he hires a master swordsman to begin teaching his son the art of swordfighting before lunch, he then swims, and continues his duties. Afterwards he swims and goes to bed.

Day 2
Septim does his daily duties, eats, swims, and goes to bed.

Day 3
Septim does his daily duties, eats, swims, and goes to bed.

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 33
PP: 49
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel, Patriarch of the Zetian Church.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Religion: Zetaism
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 163,500 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 57,000 for trade with the Elves, 6500 for trade agreement with King Ernest the Wise, 6000 for being Patriarch of the Zetaic Church.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 2,218,530
Army size: 55,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Vorsov.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with the Duke Garvis.
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with the Elves
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - Syl - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Selena - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Arien - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Alessia - Trading with King Ernest the Wise
Brig of War - Cephorus - Escorting the Syl
Brig of War - Tiber - Escorting the Selena
Brig of War Senturu - Escorting the Arien
Brig of War - Efrandor - Escorting the Alessia
Landing boats: 50

Buildings
Grand Cathedral of Cidel - 5/10
Cathedral of Tysos
Cathedral of Valkolon
Cathedral of Seris
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Family:
Spouse: Alessia Colvaine
Title: Queen
Age: 32
Height: 5' 8"
Magic: Expert
Fighting: Journeyman
Reading: Veteran
Oration: Expert
Mathematics: Journeyman

Son: Validus Septim
Age: 10
Reading: Journeyman
Fighting: 3/14

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 5]]

14:18:34 Aug 17th 08 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

(For four days. By the way, I also claim making the religion of Lothon. I half founded it in game, I'm going to build buildings to it in this one.Im gonna let you take over where I left off Wessick.)

===Day 1===
Jonny awoke from his sleep. It wasn't a pre day wake, it was an actual awake and alert feeling, that people get when something is about to happen. He looked around, and saw a strange blue glow coming from outside his window. He stood up, and walked towards it, sword at the ready. What he found was beyong comprehension.
A flame, in the middle of his courtyard, had changed from the ornage reddish glow, to light blue color. He dashed outside, into his courtyard, taking a few guards he passed with him. The four of them now stood outside, watching the flame move, as if it where true fire, but give off no heat in its almost errie blue glow.
Jonny decided that he would touch it. Handing his sword to one of the guards, he cautiously moved closer, reaching his hand out tentatively. When he touched it, a jolt went through him, and he collapsed.
He awoke, to see himself! He saw his body leiing on the ground, his men frantically calling, yelling that he was dead. Then he felt himself being lifted, to a shack near Tasidian, where he saw a man he thought he recognized. He was sleeping, a Talisman burning a strange color on the mantel. Then he saw a man standing over the younger one, who was asleep. The younger one awoke, and a slight altercation occured, where the man kept saying that "Its you he wants."
Jonny then felt himself tekeported. He witnessed the younger man moving swiftly towards town, and knew he wanted to find something out. Where the two of them connected?
Jonny was brought back to his own castle, next to his body, which by now, about half the city was gathered around. Then he heard a voice.
"You have been chosen. Though you are not pure, you have a want for it that no other has. I am Lothon the all living, in that flame *Jonny looks at the flame* is my earthly body. As long as it is alive, so shall I be. Men of pure goodness will come to you in the next year or so, and vow their services, not to you, but to me. Those men will fight for you. They are knights, and they will protect me, and through that this city, at all costs. My Order will become a force. They will be Paladins, the pure knights of this land. Slowly, their ranks, the ranks of your army, your city, and your power, will grow. You, I can see, are incorruptable. You will do what is right. Do you believe me?"
Jonny stood for only a second before dropping down on one knee and saying "I hear and obey my lord."
"Good." Said the voice. "Then you will travel to the city of Tasidian, and find the one named Wessick. He will tell you all you need to know. He will also be your second in command, and the first knight to join our order."
With that, Jonny was teleported back into his body. He explained what had happened, and the people rejoiced. Cathedral, and also a Grand Cathedral, began immediatley.
===Day 2===
Jonny sets out to Tasidian with a small group of men.
====Day 3===
Jonny is still enroute to Tasidian
===Day 4===
Jonny arrives in Tasidian. Word reaches him of his Cathedral having been completed.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
PP: 20
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 27 [5/8]
Pay: 60000
Gold: 466980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 27 2/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [6/8]
Skills: Reading - Journeyman
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 4 [8/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 2 [7/8]
Son: Ryan Bacardi
Age:1 [1/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Expert

Title: Count of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Troops: 1500 (750 swordsman, 250 archers, 500 spearmen)

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Ships:
Truthseeker (Brig of War): Escorting Crusader
Faithkeeper (Brig of War): Escorting Templar
Crusader (MTG): Trading with Charley
Templar (MTG): Trading with Charley

Buildings:
Cathedral of Lothon

Construction:
Grand Cathedral: [4/10]

15:16:50 Aug 17th 08 - Mr. Wessick Tilakmen:

(Sigh... evenone jumping on the bandwagon... if only converting people to religion was this easy in RL. :-P ) (By the way... I am just kidding.)

17:14:17 Aug 17th 08 - Mr. Wessick Tilakmen:

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: Librarian (Royal Library of Tasidian)
Gold: 490

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading
Journeyman Level: Oration

Affiliations:
Ex-Soldier of the army of Tasidian
Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword (Broken), Peasants clothes, Shack near his old home

(OOC: Missed a few days... life is busy)

Day 1:

Wessick awoke from an unusually peaceful sleep. Leaving from his shack, he saw the hunched figure of Ragheti... a mad smile upon his face.

"You know...don't you? Finally saw the fire in your eyes..." The mad monk fidgeted against the breeze that kicked up for a moment.

"Yes... I am beginning to understand. Still, there is so much more to learn. That one scroll only sparked my soul."

"I know of others... that will set you into flame. Come...much I have to show you. Consider your duties in that library done..."

Wessick stood for a moment, and raised a hand in some protest.

"Selden already has given permission... I am your keeper now. And I have means to pay... as long as you take up study of ancient texts. I have gathered much in my years."

"What...are you?"

"A wanderer... a blind man who stumbled in darkness. The glitter of gold gave no comfort or direction. But the light came for me...and like you, I began to see. It has sent me for many things...and has guided me well."

"People call you mad... why?"

"The mind...does tend to wander. Revelation can do that when you are unprepared for it. Heh heh...but that does not matter. He has found you...and that is all that matters. Now, others will see the light as well."

The two men began walking back toward the city... to his new stewards home. His life became now one of study and scholarly persuit.

He poured through texts upon yellowed parchment...in languages that only few knew. Luckily his new mentor was one of them.

Career Change: Scholar
Pay for Day: 400
Food: Bread (5)

Day 2 and Day 3

Days turned to weeks as the two men piled one page after another upon old weathered desks. The old building they lived within, at one time had been another library...but years had not been kind. Ragheti called it his sanctuary.

"The world is filled with unbelievers... how can we change something like that?" Ragheti said as he looked out from a shattered window into the streets.

"I can continue learning how to speak... I have only just begun really. Words have power... What do you think?"

Ragheti considered for some time before answering. Looking over all the tossed aside texts he smirked.

"Learn to read better first.. I know well that the ones you have discarded are still worthy of reading. I know a bookdealer that can take care of that."

Wessick nodded, leaving to buy a book that would help him along his path.

Purchase: Journeyman guide to Reading (1200)
Bread (5)

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 19

Profession: Scholar
Gold: 480

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading
Journeyman Level: Oration

Learning: Veteran Reading (1/7)

Affiliations:
Ex-Soldier of the army of Tasidian
Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword (Broken), Peasants clothes, Shack near his old home

17:19:24 Aug 17th 08 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

(So I get 5 PP points for starting the religion with Wessick right? That makes me a duke. And then when my cathedral is done, I'll have 27 points, which makes me a very HIGH ranking Duke. Watch out you two Kings, Jonny's coming to play.

23:12:15 Aug 17th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: Not a regular cathedral, a GRAND cathedral...]]

01:50:24 Aug 18th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: Now for that war I said I'd have...anybody below the rank of Duke gets 5 PP for this one if they joined the army.]]

King Bertilius Septim of Cidel sits before an assembly of Dukes and Duchesses or their representatives. His white Cidellian robes attracting the gaze of all in the room.
"Dukes, Duchesses, and representatives, I have called you here today to declare that slavery shall no longer be tolerated in my kingdom."
A few of the nobles gasp with shock.
"I have always been opposed to it, and now, with a period of peace and stability, slavery should and will be abolished. No innocent man, woman, or child deserves to be held against their wil-"
"This is an outrage! I demand a vote!" yells a man Septim recognizes as Duke Fathil Uliv.
"Duke Uliv, you are in no position to make a demand of your King," says Queen Alessia Septim as she sits by Septim's side.
"Slavery is a vital part of my economy! How are we to produce food!?" yells a woman Septim recognizes as Duchess Caellia Vernis's representative.
"Paying your workers and imprisoning corrupt officials might suffice, my informants say over half of the taxes have gone into the pockets of corrupt politicians," says Septim.
"And you are no different? Sitting up there with your expensive white robes?" asks Uliv.
"Are the people in my realm starving?" asks Septim, "If you'd rather me take over your administrative duties, I'd be happy to."
Uliv got up from his seat, a few others did the same.
"Goodbye 'King' Septim," says Uliv before storming from the room.
"Are you sure we should let them leave?" asks Alessia.
"What good would it do? All but Uliv sent representatives," says Septim, "And I will not arrest him in a room I said was devoted to keeping peace throughout the land."

***

Five "Kings" and "Queens" sit around a circular table in the city of Ulis, in the "Kingdom" of Ulevenor.
"Our current army numbers just over ten thousand, the Cidellian Army has around forty five thousand troops. Most of our men left after we declared independance..." says Evor.
"They number us four to one, we may still win," says Uliv.
"Most of the good tacticians are with Septim, our only one is Xerin Silverscar..." says Queen Vernis.
"And Septim is allied with King Ernest, their combined armies would absolutely obliterate us," says King Everon.
"When Septim attacked Serilar, he had almost nothing..." says Uliv.
"He had over a million gold coins, and after that he hired over a hundred thousand troops!" yells Everon.
"We cannot surrender now, we must fight," says Uliv.
"Septim may let us live," says Everon.
"No...every King he fought he banished to the orc lands, we wouldn't survive a month," says Vernis.
"Then let us fight and hope to win," says Queen Hergor.

***

The armies of the Ulivian Alliance begins its war with the Kingdom of Cidel, as a result, Septim sends his greatest tactician, General Gaius Xerlon, to fight them. The war lasts only a month, with General Xerlon delivering a crushing defeat in the Battle of Xonor Plains. The leaders of the Alliance are soon exiled to the orc lands, where they last only a month.

***

General Xerlon sits upon a beautiful chariot as it rolls down the main street of Cidel. Crowds stand cheering around him as civilor pedals fall down from rooftops. The chariot reaches the steps of the Cidellian Palace and stops, General Xerlon steps from the chariot and walks up the steps, at the top, King Septim stands with a man on both sides.
"General Gaius Xerlon, I now present to you, the Medal of Cidel, for your bravery in the Ulivian rebellion," says Septim, "And the position of Duke in the former Duchy of Ulevenor."
"Thank you milord," says Xerlon.
"Thank you General," says Septim with a smile.

***

After the ceremony, Septim tends to his duties. Afterwards he swims, eats, and goes to bed.

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 33
PP: 49
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel, Patriarch of the Zetian Church.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Religion: Zetaism
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 163,500 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 57,000 for trade with the Elves, 6500 for trade agreement with King Ernest the Wise, 6000 for being Patriarch of the Zetaic Church.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 2,382,030
Army size: 55,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Vorsov.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with the Duke Garvis.
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with the Elves
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - Syl - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Selena - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Arien - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Alessia - Trading with King Ernest the Wise
Brig of War - Cephorus - Escorting the Syl
Brig of War - Tiber - Escorting the Selena
Brig of War Senturu - Escorting the Arien
Brig of War - Efrandor - Escorting the Alessia
Landing boats: 50

Buildings
Grand Cathedral of Cidel - 6/10
Cathedral of Tysos
Cathedral of Valkolon
Cathedral of Seris
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 5]]

15:24:14 Aug 18th 08 - Mr. Wessick Tilakmen:

(OOC: Well... Back to the army again.. I figure his injuries have healed by now..Johnny, the meeting will have to be after he returns from war..)

(OOC) Also, I made up a battle and an NPC...I will not likely use them again. But just wanted to make sure it was ok.

The call to arms came out as far as Tasidian... the Cidelian King requested aid in a civil war he was trying to end. Ex-soldiers were sought out first and foremost...and with a wrap on his weathered shack that nearly brought the door down...Wessick answered.

"Wessick Tilakmen?"

"Yes?"

"Your service is expected within the kings expediary force. He is sending a contingent to bring peace once more."

"I have no blade." Wessick shrugged, pointing to the sorry state of his weapon.

"See that you have one before this night is out...we march in the morning."

Wessick sighed, and turned to see Ragheti standing barely three meters from him...he jumped with a start.

"How did you?"

"Question not my ways chosen one. What do you plan to do here?"

"I can't go off to war...I have only just begun to learn of God and my purpose."

Ragheti smacked the young man across the head with a swift hand.

"You do not listen... one of the greatest tenants of Lothon is protection, followed by sacrifice. People need help, it is the duty of those who follow him to bring that help."

"So...from scholar back to warrior."

"With Lothon...there is no differance. A follower must be willing to carry a sword, as well as a book. For one must be prepared in these dangerous days."

Wessick grabbed up what money he had, and took his broken old sword.

"To the blacksmith then... you coming?"

"I will await you here...there is one that will come...I must see that he is greeted while you are away."

"Someone, coming here?"

"Yes... one who has seen as you have. But who has greater resources. Lothon requires him as well."

Wessick accepted this...though again he did not understand. At the blacksmith...he bought what supplies he could with his limited funds.

Costs:

Bread for day (5)
Repaired Short Sword (100) (Figured Half Cost for reforging)
Iron Chain Shirt (300)

**********************************************************

The Battle of Ulven Fields was a horrible place...one of the few places that the two sides were mostly evenly matched. While the Kings army fainted with the forces here... a larger force marched on to crush the cities that had rebelled.

Here...entire units of soldiers ceased to exist... Wessick, Arthon, and Yazimar stood ready as their battle commander called out orders. Wessick could not remember how many of these soldiers were Tasidian, but he at least knew his unit was.

Sir Garavain spoke loudly from his seasoned mount.

"Do you see that hill upon which the slavers stand?" The reason for the war had been made very apparant to all. And it drove many to great acts of foolhearty bravery. Sir Garavain himself had charged an entire line of enemy pike...hacking down seven before his own men could get near him.

He came out of the ordeal without a scratch....a testament to his bravery and skill.

"We take that hill... and this battle ends. They will lose the advantage of ground, and we will have archers up there in minutes. We take that hill Tasidians... and we do it for King, country, and the good of all who are oppressed."

A resounding cheer roared from the assembled hundreds. And Garavain began his steed at a moderate walk. Raising his massive greatsword high, and smiled.

Wessick saw this man as one of the greatest he had seen... his ability to lead was unlike any he had seen. His words, powerful...and to the point. Wessick wanted to lead like him...for Lothon.

The next ten minutes became a blur of blood, iron, and arrows. Wessick knew not how he fought to the front of the line, but he stood mere feet from his commander. The enemy had been better prepared then they had hoped.

"TO ME TASIDIANS!" Garavain called out, an arrow in his arm above the elbow. He seemed to not notice it as he wielded his blade still, slashing left and right. Wessick saw Arthon cut down two men as he surged his own way through the press. Yazimar on the other hand, unleashed some sort of energy from the air upon a group of men.

A blade swung down upon him...and was barely blocked by the massive sword of his commander.

"Look to your enemy when they are around you...we have no time for daydream."

"Yes sir.." Wessick fought mostly defensive during the battle...giving what he could. His skills were not like his friends...but he knew well his spirit would see him through. By battles end, he had four men, laying dead or wounded at his feet...respectable...and worthy.

Stairing at the exausted forms of his comrades and unit...Wessick stood aghast.

He counted upon his fingers; Sir Garavain (Surprisingly in good health), Yazimar (Some small cuts), Arthon (Fine...but exausted), Nolan (Another young soldier), and himself.

"Five!" Wessick muttered... Sir Garavain raised his sword high...light shown from it, as a signal of their success.

"Yes... Five. But five who have won the day. Make positions for defence...they may try something foolish as the archers arrive."

"We came with four hundred sir." Wessick was still in shock...he could not have imagined.

"There is always sacrifice in war...always risk. Think of the tens of thousands who have been saved by this faint action. The whole army now stands against but a paultry few thousand. We have done well...rejoice."

"Yes sir..." Wessick felt a slight burning...and could feel his heart lighten. Such acts as these, were accepted by Lothon. For it was indeed noble sacrifice.

With campaigns end, Wessick was told he and the others of his unit, were to be knighted. For bravery in the face of great odds. And good service to the crown of Tasidian in time of war on foreign soil.

Ragheti met Wessick at gates to the capital...and said the other one had arrived. And was pleased to say he had arranged the two to meet.

"You have done well Master Tilakmen...Lothon has spoken to me. You now know another of his ways. And you know that you must follow it too."

"Yes... Sacrifice."

"Good...now come, the Duke will not wait forever...and he has already been overly patient."

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 19

Profession: Soldier
Gold: 75

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading
Journeyman Level: Oration

Learning: Veteran Reading (1/7)

Affiliations:
Knight of Tasidian
Follower of Lothon the Ever Living

Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword, Chainmale shirt, Peasants clothes, Shack near his old home, Book: Reading for Journeyman

22:21:14 Aug 18th 08 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

The war came and went rather unexpectedly. Jonny was out, and his wife had gone to the meeting. She had raised all the troops, and she had led them into battle, along with his good friend, the Lord of Merdoch. Tyrus was now defended by 10,000 men, as it became a Duchy, and a vital trading center for the Cidellian Kingdom.

Meanwhile, Duke Jonny had traveled far into the Tasidian lands, seeking the one whose name had been forever engrained in his mind.

Wessick Tilakman.

However, ipon reaching Tasidian, he found out about the war, and that it had basically ended already. he set out to find this Wessick, only to learn he had already left for the war.

However, his teacher, Ragheti, he did meet. A rather odd fellow, but very knowledgeable. They discussed for a few hours, before he suddenly popped up, said "He's back, please wait here" and left. Jonny sat by, looking at his surroundings.

A half hour later, Jonny heard two men appraoching the house. They got past his gaurds, who where all standing a perimeter, as they should be. Jonny stood up and turned around, just in time to see Ragheti walk in with a man younger than Jonny.

Jonny gasped, for he knew this man. He was the man from the dream.

Jonny immediately strode forward, feeling an almost immediate kinship with this young man.

"I am Jonny Bacardi, Duke of the Duchy of Tyrus, located in the Kingdom of Cidel. And you, I know who you are. I saw you in a dream a little while ago. Lothon asked me t meet you here."

And so it began. After a few hours of conversation, Wessick and Ragheti, along with a few others who had joined at Wessicks request, where all in agreement to go back to the city of Tyrus, and become the first Paladins of the Frozen Flame, as they agreed to call themselves.

All the scrools and manuscripts that Ragheti had in his old place where also to be transported back to the city of Tyrus, where they would be housed in the the Cathedral of Lothon, until the Grand Cathedral of the Flame was built, and would then be housed there.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
PP: 25
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 27 [6/8]
Pay: 60000
Gold: 526980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 27 [3/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [7/8]
Skills: Reading - Journeyman
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 5 [1/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 2 [8/8]
Son: Ryan Bacardi
Age:1 [2/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Expert

Title: Duke of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Troops: 10000 (5000 swordsman, 2500 archers, 2500 spearmen)

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Ships:
Truthseeker (Brig of War): Escorting Crusader
Faithkeeper (Brig of War): Escorting Templar
Crusader (MTG): Trading with Charley
Templar (MTG): Trading with Charley

Buildings:
Cathedral of Lothon

Construction:
Grand Cathedral: [5/10]

22:27:50 Aug 18th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin

Report

8/17/2008 12:19:24 PM (So I get 5 PP points for starting the religion with Wessick right? That makes me a duke. And then when my cathedral is done, I'll have 27 points, which makes me a very HIGH ranking Duke. Watch out you two Kings, Jonny's coming to play.
Oh hush -_- im going to post sometime soon XD just nothing interesting happening....XD

23:48:27 Aug 18th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: Jonny, you should also have a noble's steel armor and a mithril longsword with your family crest engraved in it. :-) ]]

23:52:20 Aug 18th 08 - Mr. Killer:

Hmm... seven days. Whoever made the page really wide, please don't do it again...

Name: Killer
Titles: Guildmaster
PP: 22
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair colour: Brown
Eye colour: Blue
Build: Skinny/Athletic
Age: 30(5/7)
Spouse: Sortip(29)
Pregnant: 2/6
Daughters: Prolder(8), Hylore(6), Odjil(1)
Sons: Trysyl(7) (Journeyman reading), Hyloson(4), Relic(3)

Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Journeyman
Magic: Journeyman
Tactics: Veteran
Smithing: Expert
Occupation: Mercenary
Gold: 465,110
Pay: 10,300
Items: Elven armor, Elven barbute helmet, Elven bow, a quiver of Elven arrows, Elven round shield, Elven longsword, Massive castle
Horses: 10 Champion horses. Pregnant(3): 5/7, 4/7, 1/7, 4/7, 3/7

*Killer reflects sadly on the recent war. His horse had almost been slain, and he missed the birth of his child.
Killer had missed the birth by a single week, and was most disappointed. The war had been short-lived, and it was barely worth unsheathing his sword.
He had easily felled many foes, as few were mounted, and none on such a horse as his own.
He had had to sell it on, scars ran down its flanks, and it would run no more.
He got a good price coupled with another, younger horse.
It was a sore blow, but Killer could not keep more than but ten horses in his stables, and they were a good source of income.
He always made sure they went to good owners at any rate.
             He drops a sword onto freshly dug earth, the grave of a brave warrior.
One of the finest swords ever made, but no other man would hold it now.
The man had saved a few platoons almost single-handedly from defeat at a battle.
Killer recalls the day, and tells the story to his(the man's) family, gathered around in the graveyard, isolated from civilisation.
Possibly an ancient graveyard, Killer didn't know, certainly no graves had been dug here for decades.
And yet the man had asked to be buried here.
            "It was a sunny day, reflecting nothing of the carnage beneath its clear skies.
Although the war was almost over, and only a few small battles raged, many were dead from previous ones.
Brave soldiers all, either on one side or the other. The enemy had gathered the majority of its forces on a hill, now called Rilist hill, after this man."
Killer looks down at the earth, a single tear trickling slowly down his face, to join the myriad of raindrops upon the ground.
"We were but a few, a dozen or so archers, myself the only one on horseback, and the rest swordsmen.
The enemy fought well, they had the advantage of the hill. They forced their way down, and soon they started cutting down our troops.
Panic ensued, and our soldiers ran every which way, easy targets to trained eyes.
That was when Rilist came, the sun shedding no light upon him. Steathily he creeped up behind the foe, and cut them down.
He did give them a warning, I could see he would never kill defenceless.
But it did not matter, so skilled he was with his weapon, this very sword."
Killer motioned towards the sword.
          "No shield did he carry, no armour hindered his arms. The sword was defence enough, no troop could even shoot him down.
I saw manys an arrow struck in half as he cut through the enemy. Our men had ceased their panic, and now strode boldly behind.
It was the enemy now who begun to flee. Our troops ambled back, I fear I was at the rear, tending to my horse's wounds, and to others.
Rilist came back last of all, his back filled with arrows. And still he walked.
I knew then that he wore some coat of mail, and a fine coat too." Killer paused, and held up a beautiful piece of armour, the mysterious armour shimmering with light even in the wet, misty day.
           "But then, a small force of a dozen came up behind him. The camp was further down the hill, and I was the nearest to help. But not even I, close as I was, could get there in time.
He heard the coming, he had ears of a wolf. He spun round, and knocked the swords from some hands, and danced an intricate dance, not so much as a single blade came within a foot of him.
However," Killer paused at this point, recalling the cruel twist of fate. "However, a seeming hundred spears came hurtling through the air. Most missed their target, and indeed finished off the few men left fighting Rilist, but some struck their target.
Not even the finest coat of mail could protect him from that, for you see, the spears had the juice of a poisonous herb upon their points.
Still he struggled on, and continued over the hill to fight that force. I hurried behind, and saw his fate.
The last twenty soldiers in that army circled Rilist. However, even wounded, outnumbered and poisoned he was more than their match.
Ten fell before he died. I attacked the rest, and they fled. For, you see," Killer looked at the sad faces, "He was a hero, and they couldn't let him live."
             The mists rose above the grave, and the grieving family stared mournfully at the spot, long after Killer slipped away.*

22:17:41 Aug 19th 08 - Mr. Wessick Tilakmen:

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 19

Profession: Soldier
Gold: 75

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading
Journeyman Level: Oration

Learning: Veteran Reading (2/7)

***********************************************************

Wessick and his small group of fellows were far from home. Wessick himself
had just been knighted by the King of Tasidian. When he saw the great
cathedral being built...he was in awe.

"How am I the chosen of this faith? This man has far greater then I." Was his only question to Ragheti.

The Monk looked him in the eyes...and smiled.

"Riches are not what Lothon seeks...Power is not what he seeks. You have faith."

"Yes... but so does this Duke."

"You will see in time my friend. For now, you have other duties as well."

"Tasidian? Yes, I cannot stay away from there for long. But what will I tell the Duke?"

"Tell him the truth... I will stay in your place as your second. Selden has texts
in the Royal Library that you can look into."

"Thank you my friend."

"Do not thank me. When next we meet, I expect you to have educated yourself well."

***********************************************************

The long journey home was spent in caravan...with his friends Yazimar and Arthon.
They had come, more to see what this was about then anything.
But they joined with him in friendship this strange new order.

Wessick spent his nights reading...trying to learn more fluid styles of reading.
And his morning were spent in prayer...as the bright flash of the sun would rise.

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 19
PP: 10 (The war 5, Founding Religion: 5)

Profession: Scholar
Religion: The Flame of Lothon
Gold: 470

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading
Journeyman Level: Oration

Learning: Veteran Reading (2/7)

22:28:22 Aug 19th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: You can become a Lord of Tasidian now if you'd like, you have 10 PP. :D]]

Septim does his daily duties, eats, swims, and goes to bed.

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 33
PP: 49
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel, Patriarch of the Zetian Church.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Religion: Zetaism
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 163,500 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 57,000 for trade with the Elves, 6500 for trade agreement with King Ernest the Wise, 6000 for being Patriarch of the Zetaic Church.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 2,545,530
Army size: 55,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Vorsov.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with the Duke Garvis.
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with the Elves
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - Syl - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Selena - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Arien - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Alessia - Trading with King Ernest the Wise
Brig of War - Cephorus - Escorting the Syl
Brig of War - Tiber - Escorting the Selena
Brig of War Senturu - Escorting the Arien
Brig of War - Efrandor - Escorting the Alessia
Landing boats: 50

Buildings
Grand Cathedral of Cidel - 7/10
Cathedral of Tysos
Cathedral of Valkolon
Cathedral of Seris
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 5]]

22:45:29 Aug 19th 08 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

The celebration had been grand indeed. Jonny had had a special set of armor created for all the knights. He had already been told by Lothon that Wessick would not be staying. He had also been told that Wessick would start his own branch of the order when he returned to Tasidian, so he was okay with it.

Jonny's armor was ornately designed, with the Bacardo Seal on the left and right shoulders, and the Frozen Flame stamped in the center of the chest plate. it was black armor, with blue trimming.

All the soldiers of Tyrus where outfitted in these colors. They numbered over ten thousand since the expansion from a County into a Duchy.

Also, to commemerate the occasion, three new ships where being made. Two more Brigs of War and another Massive trade Galleon.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
PP: 25
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 27 [7/8]
Pay: 60000
Gold: 586980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 27 [4/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [8/8]
Skills: Reading - Journeyman
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 5 [2/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 3 [1/8]
Son: Ryan Bacardi
Age:1 [3/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Expert

Title: Duke of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Troops: 10000 (5000 swordsman, 2500 archers, 2500 spearmen)

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Ships:
Truthseeker (Brig of War): Escorting Crusader
Faithkeeper (Brig of War): Escorting Templar
Crusader (MTG): Trading with Charley
Templar (MTG): Trading with Charley

Buildings:
Cathedral of Lothon

Construction:
Grand Cathedral: [6/10]
MTG: [1/7]
Brig of War: [1/3] [1/3]

23:21:39 Aug 19th 08 - Mr. Wessick Tilakmen:

(OOC: Do I just choose a city to be a lord in.... or is it chosen for me?)

23:29:34 Aug 19th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: Make up a city name...:D]]

23:51:21 Aug 19th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[OOC: And dont try to steal my city]] =P

00:08:59 Aug 20th 08 - Mr. Wessick Tilakmen:

(OOC; And dont try to steal my city)

(OOC: Ok...Plan B then. I will make a city in the more southern part of the kingdom. Also, wanted to mention, that before I even build the first building in the city... I am going to ask King Ernest for permission.)

00:11:10 Aug 20th 08 - Prince Waldorfius Septim III:

[[OOC: You are made Lord of an already existing city...]]

01:29:33 Aug 20th 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[This isnt Kallios ^_^ the city is there already]]

22:40:14 Aug 20th 08 - Mr. Wessick Tilakmen:

The city of Kulvert was small by comparison to the great capital. But it had been born to stand as a primary trade port in its old kingdom. Now it stood in the far south by the coast of Tasidian.

The gray stone buildings of the coastal warehouses stood in contrast to the wooden buildings that stood further from the waters edge.

Here Wessick found himself led, for he had been made Lord of this small city. His first act was to set up Arthon as the captain of the guard. Yazimar was made his immediate second, as his knowledge was second in importance, only to Ragheti.

"From here...Lothon will be heard. I must speak with the king, for without his approval, no cathedrals will be built."

"That is wise...but what if he refuses?" Yazimar asked as the two walked the small cobblestone streets.

"I...." Wessick started... he had not actually considered the possibility of denial. "I do not know. The king is wise, I am sure he will not deny us this."

"Very well...first we should work on your speaking though... there is time to go to the king soon enough. Ragheti did say you need to work on your manner and bearing."

"Very well.. I will go to the tutors tonight."

Wessick read further on greater techniques of reading...and spent his nights in class...learning of the great poets and leaders. And how they moved great numbers.

Costs: Steak Dinner (15 Gold)
Oration 201, and Public Speaking 204 (1200 Gold)

Income: Scholar 400, Lord of Kulvert 3000: 3400

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 19
PP: 10 (The war 5, Founding Religion: 5)

Profession: Scholar/Lord
Religion: The Flame of Lothon
Gold: 2655

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Journeyman Level: Reading
Veteran Level: Oration

Learning: Veteran Reading (3/7)

Affiliations:
Knight of Tasidian
Lord of the City of Kulvert
Follower of Lothon the Ever Living

Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword, Chainmale shirt, Peasants clothes, Shack near his old home, Book: Reading for Journeyman, Paladins Armor, Keys to city of Kulvert

00:01:18 Aug 21st 08 - Sir Charley Statler:

[[Meals are free after you become a Lord]]

King Ernest woke up and gazed at his kingdom from the top of his castle. He looked upon the growth it had gone through in the past years of his rule. He went to breakfast with his wife and six children and they had eggs, bacon, bread, and pastries of many assortments. Afterwards, Ernest decided that he would have a royal dinner in TWO days for all Lords, Counts, and Dukes in his area. He also invited King Septim and anyone he wished to come. Then Ernest inspected his troops and navy, before visiting the Guild of Oration. He then sent his son Charley, to an academy to learn veteran reading.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest Deallus The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke, King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 33
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+48000 from Trade - 36000 UPKEEP = 96,000
Gold: 1,963,000
RP Points: 38
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Tasdian) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Tasidian) - Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Exodus) - Escorting Rebirth
MTG(Haste) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Tempest) - Escorting Twilight
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
MTG(Twilight) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
MTG(Rebirth) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
SHIP PROGRESS
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 32 - Pregnant - 5/7
Charley - Age 10 - Reading - Veteran
Angelina - Age 10 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 8 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Ernest II - Age 3
Edward - Age 0

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

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