The Grey Knights
"We ride not for Gods. We battle not for gold or blood or rule. From the fire of war we arise. bane be our fuel. Fellowship, our strength and light." - Oath of The Grey Knights
Prompted by a rising tide of evil in the Wilds Lands, Zelata the Wise banded a number of talented warriors from all corners of Hyboria to quell it. Encouraged by the success of their work and loath to return again to the world as sells-words or assassins, The Grey Knights guilded under oath. United under no banner or symbol, only the smoke-darkened skies of war, they strike those who would have domination over the peoples of Hyboria or throw them under the crimson wheels of chaos.
Counciliors- Beates, Orenda, Oswain, Tigerus, and Voldor
Found
She followed Nyxe and Rhune out of the Greenman, and as she stepped out the door she felt the cool breeze on her skin and she wrapped her slender arms around herself protectively. She felt sore and almost flinched as her own hands touched her bruised and battered body. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked up at the sky and saw the stars twinkle above her. She longed to be one of those stars, far away and no one could touch her. She did not hear Nyxe as she called to her and jumped almost as if burned as she touched her arm lightly to get her attention.
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Alone and Hopeless
Wrenella left the house the following afternoon to run more errands for Madam Patrice, once she made her way into the trade post to drop of letters she noticed a familiar man in the corner speaking to a group of people. She then realized it was the man from the Market she had bumped into, her cheeks flushed and she tended to her business and as she went to leave she saw him looking at her as his face showed he recognized her and he winked at her. Her cheeks flushed a darker pink as she headed down the stairs and into the street.
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Wrenella's Beginning [Part 3]
The sun peaked in through the window and streaked across her bed as she fluttered her eyes open. She sat up and stretched and got up to start her day. She put on her dress and brushed her hair and splashed some water on her face before she entered the kitchen. She looked around the room and sadness fell upon her as she remembered Gretchen was no longer with them. She started the fire and began preparing the morning meal as she hummed to herself and danced in place.
She felt someone watching her and she turned her head and saw Ephraim. She turned her head back to her task and ignored him, knowing that Rolando would be there shortly. She did not know why but when Ephraim was near Rolando was soon to follow. It was soon after when the kitchen began to warm up that Rolando entered and sat in a chair close to Wrenella, “Morning Ella.” Then he grunted in Ephraim’s general direction.
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Wrenella's Beginning [Part 2]
It had been many summers since the night her father had left her at the Mitran Mission. She only stayed a few weeks there before she was taken to Old Tarantia in Aquilonia. A place much different and shut in then she had ever been before. The buildings felt as though they would swallow her up, and she missed the feel of the open spaces of her home.
Wrenella spent her days tending to chores and reading. She then would spend some of her time in the temple in prayer. Her time with the Mitran Priests had left her searching for something, and they were certain it was faith. She longed to see her mother again and prayed to Mitra she would someday get that chance. She also dreamed of happiness and of feeling loved, she was taken care of fine in the orphanage but it could not replace this emptiness she felt inside.
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Wrenella's Beginning
A little girl, no more than 5 summers old, sat on the ground near the tall grasses of the Northern Grasslands playing with the doll her mother had made her. Her mother had spent much time and put such love into making this doll for her. She was humming to herself as the wind blew her black hair in the breeze and she heard someone approaching and her deep blue eyes looked up and she smiled. A little boy walked up and took the doll out of her hands without asking, fire flickered in her eyes.
“Give it back!” She hollered at the boy.
“No! Come and get it.” He took off running.
She stood up and chased after the boy. She caught up and tackled him to the ground and skinned her knee. She fought back the tears as she tried to get the doll out of his grasp. He held firm to the doll as she heard a rip and she let go.
Drinks at Our Tavern [The Grey Knights]
The Grey Knights are getting together at the Tavern in their city for some drinks and fun times. Perhaps to even partake in some fun games. We are welcoming any others that wish to come and have fun.
[As my [orenda] computer is down I have asked someone to be the go to person for the non-guildies that wish to participate. You can find Rhunne or Oswain in game and send them a tell letting them know you wish to join. Our guild city is in Poitain. :) also incase I set it wrong it is at 8:30 PST, 10:30 CST &, 11:30 EST]
