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An Invictian Wedding

Submitted by Brutas on April 21, 2009 - 2:44pm
04/24/2009 12:30 am
04/24/2009 1:00 am
Etc/GMT-4

A short notice is written on parchment and posted on the wall of the keep, as well as the Trade centers of Tarantia, Khemi, and Conarch Village...

Let it be known that on the eve of Thursday of this week, at eight and one half bells past the noon hour,
Brutas of Invicta will take Andromada of Invicta to be his wife, and she will take him as her husband,
according to local laws and customs, at the Temple located in the Noble's District.

The couple wishes for all of Invicta as well as friends of Invicta to attend, and to also attend the reception
to be held at the Boar's Head Inn in Tesso immediately following the ceremony.




((OOC -

Wedding will be held Thursday before Tesso Night, in the *EPIC* instance of the Noble's District, at the Temple.
Time will be at 8:30 EST (7:30 CST), and the reception will be at Tesso, during the normal Thursday night at Tesso event..

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~ - Cyril's Shadow and the Rise of Keptah - ~

Submitted by Keptah Blackheart on April 2, 2009 - 11:42pm

 
Born in one of Khemi's largest estates, Cyril Al-Sathek (( AKA Cyril 'Blackheart' )) was the son of a powerful necromancer named 'Lord Al-Sathek.'
 
The wife of Lord Al-Sathek died while giving birth to Cyril, and since then Lord Al-Sathek would drink and when drunk beat his son Cyril. Growing up, Cyril was a frail and weaker Stygian boy who would often spend much of his time studying his father's black art books.
 
It wasn't until Cyril was 7 summers old that Lord Al-Sathek began to teach his son how to sense, feel, and control Necromancy.

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Meet the Sayyids, Part X

Submitted by Aarkon on November 26, 2008 - 4:07pm

((Ok, Me and Zubair were RPing last night and have a AWESOME storyline going... So this is the start of something VERY intresting and worthwhile. Zubair plays an alt in this RP, so Rasoul is played by one of Hyperborea's most awesome role-players and in game buddies, Zubair. =) ))

 

Letters, notices and parcels

Submitted by Kara on October 23, 2008 - 8:39am

The young Mitran priestess smiles as she tacks up a notice on the Keep wall and peruses it one last time for any spelling errors. She places it next to the one asking Invictans to keep looking for any sight or sound of Caradoc.

~Brethren and Sistren of Invicta, be it known that the Petals of Derketo will no longer conduct any ..Rituals..with you. They apparently were under the mistaken impression that we do not take out contracts on them and are offended to find that is not so. Rejoice! For now your coin will not be wasted. For those that have genuine religious needs, perhaps seek out the Imam Maziken for his recommendations.~

 

WAR comes to Kemena, part 2

Submitted by Kara on October 9, 2008 - 1:45pm

The man strides angrily past the many guards of the sweltering compound into a burnt-red chamber of the fortress half as old as time. It is time for her to be given another dose but right now he needs her awake and at least partly able to talk. He lifts the slight body of the young woman in blue, growling into her face as her fugged mind and eyes try to focus on his mohawk.
I have something I need you to do woman.
Blinking and mumbling, the only clear words she gets out are Rel.
Oh, you're about to talk to him, my dear. He slaps her hard across the face. Dagger point under her chin to quell her struggles.

-sharp-

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Night Watch

Submitted by Guardian1 on October 6, 2008 - 4:02pm

Cold rain slanted down from above, the clouds hidden by night. She stood silently looking out from the ramparts to the storm tossed waters below, watching the moored ships rock and heave on the black, foam crested waters of Old Tarantia’s bay.

WAR comes to Kemena, part 1

Submitted by Kara on October 5, 2008 - 10:12am

Kemena sped to Keshatta.
She used the Swift Path, leaving behind family, Kyzafi and Zhorr as they slept exhausted after the long successful struggle against the bandit Atzel. As usual, the others had shielded her from the fighting as she prayed and healed, so now she was the only one of Command that was awake. The transition from frosty ice to gritty sand was unsettling but Invicta had been fighting for hours by the side of the Kings Guard in the heat here and as an officer it was up to her to quell her fears of night-haunted Stygia.

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An Ending

Submitted by Guardian1 on September 30, 2008 - 11:36pm

She left Invicta’s Fort and rode off into the countryside of Poitaine. She was introspective and quiet though she remained aware of her surroundings and scanned the familiar terrain with sapphire eyes. Horse knew his way home and she gave him his head, allowing him to pick his own path.

She had been restless lately and wasn’t certain why. There was a sense something wasn’t right but it had nothing to do with the frequent battles and the campaigns that were part of her daily tasks. If anything the conflicts diverted her and gave her a focus that she welcomed. It was the quiet times that haunted her and she was frustrated at her inability to pinpoint what was wrong.

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A Minor Annoyance

Submitted by Guardian1 on September 16, 2008 - 6:48pm

The messenger broke the seal on his pouch and slipped the stack of scrolls into the already brimming bin on the Receiving Clerk’s desk. His reward was a dark look from the clerk himself while an apprentice scribe even threw a wadded ball of parchment at his head which he nimbly ducked away from. He laughed, shaking his head and protesting, “Now lads, no killing the messenger, aye?”

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