Description
Worn but well cared-for armor covers the muscular body of a tanned man that
appears to be somewhat past the best years of his life.Short, dark brown
hair that covers his head begins to fade to grey, in addition to that of his
closely-trimmed beard. An impressive yet simple halberd lies planted firmly
in the ground, held steady by his right hand. Two grey eyes straddle a broad
nose, deep wrinkles around them revealing perhaps more depth to this man than
may earlier be thought.A quiet man of average heighth, while his voice is
often firm and precise, every so often a hint of a less educated past shines
through in his speech. The Scales of Justice are embroidered on a heavy
cloak that covers much of his body, and a certain sense of awareness is
visible in his gentle eyes. Overall, it is hard to tell much of this man
other than the overwhelming sense of duty that surrounds him.
Role
First Mistake as Provost Magistrate
Added Tue Jul 27 20:56:57 2004 at level 51:
Well, not long after I were made Provost Magistrate I messed up pretty big.
I marked these two real young adventurers for taking this guy's things from
the urn in Hamsah Mu'tazz, and my guards killed one of them. Well, the one
that was a criminal then gave his stuff to the one that was a ghost and
surrendered. Right in front of me the one that was a ghost gave all that
armor he'd stolen back to the one that had just died. I argued with them
lots and eventually marked them again, killing the first one to die a second
time.
Lord Grurk heard about this and ordered me to the Spire. I think by now he
might've known I wasn't real pleased with him, and he's got a way of talking
to you where he'll twist whatever you'll say into the worst possible
interpretation and then get real angry if you try to clarify at all. He told
Lord Grurk heard about this and ordered me to the Spire. I think by now he
might've known I wasn't real pleased with him, and he's got a way of talking
to you where he'll twist whatever you'll say into the worst possible
interpretation and then get real angry if you try to clarify at all. He told
me I was going to fall from my post as soon as he got done talking with the
Great Ki-Rin and Lord Drunsthol because I'd marked these two twice for the
same crime and had killed an 'innocent.' Couldn't help but think of him
kiling the Badeker right after we'd done business with him at that moment.
Well, I came back, and hadn't been cast down yet. Lord Grurk didn't seem to
have much to say about it all, but eventually he and the Great Ki-Rin ordered
me into the Memorial Hall, where I told my version of the story to Lord
Velkurah.
The Grandmaster let me tell my story without interrupting me, and offer why I
thought I had been doing the right thing. I felt and still do feel that
those two were mocking the Law by evading the spirit of it like that. Lord
Velkurah seemed to agree with me, but said I must still be punished and asked
what I thought should be done.
I told him I could see why I should be cast out, but also could see reasons
for me to stay as Provost. In the end, I felt that I was still the most
capable to lead, and hadn't been acting to help myself at all, so I should
remain Provost at least until one more suitable to lead could be found.Lord
Velkurah seemed to agree, but said I must still be punished as was the way of
the Spire. He asked me what I thought a reasonable punishment would be, and
I offered forbidding me to call my lieutenants for some time. The Ki-Rin
told me I couldn't call them for one elven eve.One! That was pretty much
the weakest slap on the wrist I could've gotten, and I was both shocked and
honored that he thought my proposed punishment were suitable.
Lord Grurk didn't look too pleased about this at all, and I gotta say it made
him a lot less scary in my eyes to see him get overruled by the Great Ki-Rin.
Wonder if there ain't gonna be a big conflict between those two soon though.
Arkham
Added Tue Jul 27 20:52:18 2004 at level 51:
Well, right before that had happened the city of Arkham opened up some crypts
beneath it. Around that time Lord Grurk was tricked by Qaledus or on the
Eastern Continent and had lost his amulet. He asked our help in getting it
and we found this guy called the Badeker--real nice guy from what I could
tell--had it.
We found the Badeker trying to sell that amulet to the thieves guild. I
ordered the guildguard to step aside but he didn't, so I decided to break
into that place. We got in, and out-bid the guildmaster, Drokalyth payed for
it all himself and wouldn't accept our coins because I think he thought he'd
get all the thanks for it.
Then, Lord Grurk comes into the guild and demands to know where the Badeker
got the amulet.The Badeker was talking pretty shiftily, and Grurk went and
killed him after saying there was only one way to deal with chaos. I gotta
say, seeing that made me sick. One of the evilest things I've seen another
Magistrate do right there, and he's an immortal Lord.
Captain K'ahn of Arkham got real mad at us. I don't think he knows the real
story, but looking back it was pretty thuggish of us to do so and I have to
admit that during the thrill of the moment I think I was motivated by the
promise of glory, sad as it is.None of us were on-duty and Grurk hadn't
ordered us to do this. We broke into a guild too, which is something
Magistrates are never supposed to do, but Grurk didn't seem to mind, after
the fact. Makes me pretty suspicious of him, to be honest.
Vindicator Odrirg got pretty upset with all of us, and for good reason.Then
I were made Provost. Then the Spire were thanked by the City of Galadon and
given an office. Then Jack of Arkham came and started attacking me, the
Justiciar Alarian and other citizens in Galadon.
He told us it was to pay back for striking Arkham, and I made sure everyone
know he was a criminal.He said more people would be coming from Arkham to
cause chaos, so me, the Justiciar and some others went to Arkham to stop this
right then and there.
We found Captain K'ahn on the docks and tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't
say nothing. So we found Jack sitting in Patch's Tavern and we killed him
like the criminal he was. Just before we killed him, Captain K'ahn came to
the Tavern and branded us all criminals and then attacked us. I told him we
didn't want no fight with him and as soon as Jack were dead I released my
lieutenants, ordered everyone out and fled.
We found Captain K'ahn on the docks and tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't
say nothing. So we found Jack sitting in Patch's Tavern and we killed him
like the criminal he was. Just before we killed him, Captain K'ahn came to
the Tavern and branded us all criminals and then attacked us. I told him we
didn't want no fight with him and as soon as Jack were dead I released my
lieutenants, ordered everyone out and fled.
K'ahn continued his attack, so I knocked him out, and we left. Justiciar
Alarian and my friend Gnayt stayed in the city and K'ahn were pretty angry
and eventually said he didn't want us Tribunal in his city any more.
I decided that for the time being, it would be best to comply with his
request and sent a scroll to all the Magistrates, but there's nothing I can
do to actually prevent them from going there since it's off
Sergeant-At-Arms to Provost Magistrate
Added Tue Jul 27 20:48:01 2004 at level 51:
Well, I musta been doing alright because this time when Lord Grurk came at me
in the Spire I knew I hadn't done nothing wrong. He asked me how things were
going during my service and I said I was glad and all to be serving yet, but
I'd gotten pretty frustrated with the unorganized way we would fight our
enemies. The Vindicator weren't never around, and there'd be these huge
groups of criminals that would run around killing everyone in their path.
I'd try to organize the other Magistrates so we could stop them but they
wouldn't respond to anything I said and would always try to fight them
one-by-one.
So I said I was pretty frustrated with that but was otherwise glad I was
there. Grurk told me he thought I was ready for more responsibility and
placed me as Sergeant-At-Arms of the Spire. I was supposed to be busy
training our Magistrates and taking up the Vindicator's duties while he was
gone. Was still a Provincial Magistrate in all other respects, but soon
everyone started to recognize me as the Steadfast Sergeant of the Spire.
Pretty big honor if you ask me.
Not long after that, Provost Alaclanstel died. I weren't around for it, but
I hear there was quite a ceremony. Anyway, the Great Ki-Rin called me into
the Memorial Hall shortly after that and wanted to talk with me. He asked me
how things were going--an impressive sight he is, I must say--and I told him
I was glad and all to be on the Watch still. He told me he thought I was
doing good and he could see me as a great Vindicator some day, but the
problem was the Spire needed a Provost.
He talks all funny, like he's a Knight, or something, but he was right.
Well, the idea of taking charge of the Spire were something I was pretty
leary of: I always been told that anyone that wants power wants it for their
own good, and those that don't want it and get it are corrupted by the power.
I gotta admit I'm not the greatest fighter, and didn't think I'd end
up being a very good Vindicator in the end. I was blessed by him, and soon
known as Steadfast Blade of the Spire, Provost Magistrate.
I told him that if I were leader that people would be moving up and down in
their positions a lot faster than with Lemath, but honestly, so far I ain't
got much of a chance to do so.
A Provincial Magistrate--Dealing with Conflicts
Added Sat Jul 10 17:28:19 2004 at level 51:
Well, if this ain't the story of my life I don't know what is by now. Every
time I start begin doubting whether I'm doing the right thing in the Watch,
I'm asked to take on more responsibility.
I'd had to deal with quite a few petty little disputes between the younger
Magistrates, and most of the time it seems that they're caused by people
thinking too big of themselves.I liked the Provost Lemath a lot because he
never seemed to think he was so important like a lot of the others.
Anyway, this mindless bickering started to wear on me, though I must say I
had gotten pretty good at resolving it, and I was considering whether I might
be happier going back to farming or perhaps as an Acolyte.
Lord Grurk then asks me how I'm finding things in the Spire and whenever this
happens I seem to always realize that while things may not be the greatest,
I'm doing what I can and need to get over any minor problems to continue to
help keep people safe.
Anyway, he sets me as a Provincial Magistrate, which means I got to watch
over Hamsah Mu'tazz and the ruined city of Tar Valon for the first time.
To the 51st Rank
Added Sat Jul 10 17:25:33 2004 at level 51:
Well, it didn't really take me long to reach the top of my guild with all the
help I got from the rest of the folks in the Spire. I got a lot to thank the
Spire for, and I plan on serving as a Magistrate for a long time. Still,
there's times that make the burden pretty heavy sometimes.
Like, when I'm told to help another Magistrate of the Necromancer's Guild to
create zombies.My parents, and most of the people I grew up with, they all
worshipped the Mother of the Harvest Moon, at least in some sense, and this
whole thing with undead is so disgusting to me because of that I guess.I
were planning on going to seek out the Goddess Amaranthe and ask if there
were something I could do, maybe she'd---hell, I don't know, and it weren't
likely to be pretty seeing as how she's one of the Thar-Eris witches. Just
felt I had to do something.
And something else, like when other Magistrates of the Paladins guild go
around killing dwarves and ex-Tribunals for their armor. So terrible, it's
almost ridiculous, but I didn't think there was much I could do about it.
Another thing, with the people of the Fortress.A lot of them get real mad
at me when I mark them for breaking the laws, and call me a tool of the
Imperials and whatnot. I try to explain to them that I'm enforcing the laws
so I can help create a safer place for everyone, and if I don't enforce them
equally they don't mean anything, but most of them won't listen. Hell, I at
least talk to people I disagree with with respect most of the time. Still,
there's a few, some of the Acolytes of the Golden Sun that I'm starting to
really like.
And it gets real trying sometimes to deal with the priests of the Ki-Rin. I
gotta have respect for them and all, and in some ways we believe in the same
things, but I was always told to be very modest about ones skills, and they
certainly don't seem to be very good at that.
Joining the Tribunal--Conflict with the Empire
Added Sat Jul 10 17:16:15 2004 at level 51:
Life in the Guild was alright, but a lot of the adventurers think real high
of themselves. Everyone's a bloody philosopher--even the giants and orcs.
They don't really talk like real people, lots of them, 'cause they're trying
to impress others an' think they're gonna lead them some day.
Still, it did get me thinking, and I realized that I'd better do something
with my life, and that I'd probably be a good guard. After all, I do go the
benefits of a portective society to thank for my success so far. If there
hadn't been any organization like the militia of Tir-Talith, I woulda died
out on the plains there. 'Sides, they do pay.
Well, I got placed on the Watch in Seantryn Modan and only a little after
that the priests of the Empire decided to cause a ruckus with the Spire even
though there were a treaty. I got caught at the center of this, and when
Lord Grurk called me to the Temple, I figured I was gone. Instead, I got
promoted to Galadon Magistrate.
It really pissed me off that all of these Imperials would lie and break
treaties and orders, especially when they all claim to do this in Order's
name. I just don't see how anyone can expect to have order in a group when
nobody's being honest and they're all betraying each other.
Beginnings
Added Sat Jul 10 17:10:06 2004 at level 51:
How'd I end up here? Well, I can't really say fer certain. I got a long way
to go yet, and this place'll hopefully be better after I'm gone.
My mom died giving birth to my little brother--he died too. Then about three
years later when I was five or four our farm was burned and I guess my dad
had had enough and hung himself. I usually tell people that both my parents
died when our farm burned though--no point in getting into it all.
So the militiamen of Tir-Talith took me to the orphanage of Balator. It
weren't too bad, but I was happy enough to start as an apprentice on a wheat
farm south of town.
Still, I don't think I was ever fully accepted there; didn't have no family
and things got a little violent once the Imperial Army opened us to the rest
of the world. Well, I was strong and sixteen at the time, so I decided to
join the guild of warriors and see if I couldn't do a little better there
than in Balator.
Guess I'd still have to say that the farmers in Balator are 'my people' even
though I don't know if they'd accept me if they were asked. I guess that's
one of the reasons I took up as an adventurer.