It’s been a while since I made a post here, sorry to anyone who follows the blog \ud83d\ude42 \u00a0There has been a TON of stuff going on both on and off Realms and I have been very negligent in updating realmsofdespair.info.<\/p>\n
When I returned to Realms I decided I would see what the RP community on Realms is doing. \u00a0By and large the answer is nothing. \u00a0I tried to start some threads and find out what had been going on from older players but by and large my efforts have been met with the response “Hold off, there’s a big quest to shuffle the story lines coming”. \u00a0So I’ve held off. \u00a0I expressed interest in becoming the Half-Elf Nation Leader (currently vacant) and earned the support of some former leaders … but again, hold off for the quest where I’ll have an opportunity to step forward. \u00a0Unfortunately I’ve held off quite some time and still haven’t seen the quest materialize. \u00a0This apparently all extends back to story lines began in the Nations Olympics around August 2012… this amounts to 5,000 Realms years? \u00a0It’s tough to maintain an interest when notes appear roughly quarterly. \u00a0The Nations were supposed to be mortal driven initiatives, yet mortal initiatives are being stifled?<\/p>\n
With that said, there’s at least one person who, if they read this blog, is probably annoyed with what I’m saying. \u00a0I’m sorry if I offended you, but this is my outsider opinion as a player who tried to become active in RP on Realms and who still is interested in participating. \u00a0I’m demanding nothing<\/em>, but asking you to consider that introducing a story line that is inconsistent with the past but is active is perhaps better than absolutely no visible activity. \u00a0As an aside I have worked hard to ensure Tharius’ story lines have deliberately made him look ignorant of the history of the Elohai nation to allow any old story thread to be resurrected and blindside him.<\/p>\n Well, I suppose this turned into a little bit of an RP rant, sorry everyone, I’ll wrap this up with the history of Tharius I wrote in May. \u00a0I tried to put it into an in character description of my journey on the Realms of Despair from Tharius’ point of view. \u00a0The beauty of it is that if I’ve forgotten something, it’s Tharius’ poor memory not mine and of course, leaves room for others to have differing opinions of events that occurred.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n It has been many years since I have set quill to parchment to relate my I am the only child of Wayrrm and Lomyre, half-elves, undistinguished On one of our final tours I met with an old ranger, Daltorak Astoras, who told I explored the surrounding hills and forests but quickly found myself alone. Others flocked to my banner, healers like Yardan the Wise, the wizard Shantir Still, though I often sought glory and riches I was often to be found aiding It pleased her to walk the Realms in mortal form from time to time and for Shattered I withdrew into Blackraven Citadel, leaving only for adventure and … and as I hit the ground, I fell through it into the cupped hands of the My time in the heavens was brief … the pride and ambition which had driven In time I returned to my searching. I sought out others to help me invade the In my travels, always at my side was Aurale. Though her tale is not mine to There came a day however, when we chose to part. In that parting, in that Much of what transpired would make little sense here. Indeed, much of it is My travels have changed me greatly. While I still set my own goals I no I have spent the last 100 years learning much of how this land has changed, My fingers cramp from holding this quill, my friends, and surely you tire of Tharius Dawnbreaker, Elohai<\/p>\n (sealed in forest green wax, the seal a crown atop an apsen)<\/p>\n \n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\n
\npersonal history. Perhaps it is long past due … I relate this to you, for I
\nsuppose few remember … One day perhaps we will sit and relate more tales of
\nthe past but for today …<\/p>\n
\nmerchants who traded simple goods from the various lands long before the
\nShattering changed the face of the Realms. I spent many years cataloging the
\nparticulars of this potion or that wand so that we could obtain more if the
\ndemand arose. I traveled most of the lands of the Realms with them, meeting
\nmany people of all races.<\/p>\n
\nme of his adventures and his life in Darkhaven. Enchanted with thoughts of
\ndragon slaying, treasures hidden away and carried forth in my hands, at 17 I
\njourneyed to Darkhaven myself where I learned quickly to fend for myself.<\/p>\n
\nDesiring the company of others I joined the Guild of Rangers where I learned
\nmuch about the world of adventure that I had volunteered for. Many of those
\nnames still ring in my memory … indeed many of them went on to great renown,
\neven answering the call to join Thoric’s immortals. I made many friends and
\ntrue, indeed in short time I took a bride and we took the name Dawnbreaker for
\nour own.<\/p>\n
\nand even those like Thavius who could steal the eyes out of your head while
\nyou blinked and not be caught! Indeed, through Yardan I reached out for more
\npower and became Dragonslayer. Bitter are my memories of my departure from
\nthe Guild, for in my blind ambition and through harsh and careless words I
\noffended and hurt many. I turned my back on them all and lost a wife to
\nneglect.<\/p>\n
\nthose new to our land … many was the year that I spent with a Councillor’s
\nBadge of Honour around my neck. It was in the council headquarters I became
\naware that I had fallen victim to a curse I would wish on no mortal … I fell
\nin love with a Goddess … She was beautiful and terrible … gentle with
\ninnocents yet the enslaver of some of the most vicious demons I have yet
\nwitnessed.<\/p>\n
\nreasons I will never know she agreed to become my bride. The goddess Sarah
\nwed me to Darmha and to this day she haunts me for we were not wed long before
\nher immortal form fell from the Heavens and has not been seen again in these
\nRealms. The shade of her mortal form lingers on, beautiful and deadly, but
\nthe light in those eyes is gone. I have long quested to discover what
\ntranspired but that is another tale.<\/p>\n
\nblood lust or to take part in councils to help shape our great land. Truly I
\ntell you that when you stare into the blackness of oblivion it stares back at
\nyou. I threw myself into slaughter. In the lands of La Chute, where I heard
\nher name whispered in the stones, I endlessly traveled … and in La Chute I
\nfell, mortally stricken. As I fell from the mountain, wind whistling in my
\nhair, the screams of my comrades in my ears as they fell along side me, I felt
\na cold calm I have never felt before or since… for a moment things became
\nstill …<\/p>\n
\nImmortal Edmond. The power the crackled about him cannot be conveyed to you
\nnow and I have no record of the words that passed between us but when I again
\nopened my eyes upon the Realms, it was with a holy light shining behind them
\n… I had ascended and joined Thoric’s immortals.<\/p>\n
\nme into battle after battle overrode even the clarity and joy of the heavens.
\nWhen the demon’s slavering teeth came and tore me into oblivion I hoped for
\nthe end, yet there was no end for me. Reformed in a new body I returned to
\nthe Citadel cold and alone.<\/p>\n
\nland of the Ancients. Though many came for the bounty, true and close friends
\njoined me, the druid Turlough and the druidess Raemakion took the name
\nDawnbreaker and joined my cause. Ahh, not since the early days in Darkhaven
\ndid I revel in companionship the way I did with these druids … and slowly a
\npart of the darkness cracked and fell away.<\/p>\n
\ntell, it suffice to say we were inseparable though we often disagreed. Though
\nwe never wed, we were kindred spirits and soothed the hurts the world had
\ngiven us.<\/p>\n
\nrage, grief … I turned my back on the Realms and walked away. No more would
\nI seek the glory and adventure, instead, I would discover new lands but only
\njourney through them. Homeless … alone.<\/p>\n
\nstrange to me now. On another plane of existence I battled against mighty
\ndevils and demons and within me awoke a desire to return to these lands. I
\nleft much undone when I left these lands … and though while I have been gone
\nAges have risen and fallen, over 40,000 years have passed, I still have my
\nyouth and vigor.<\/p>\n
\nlonger crave power and adulation. The darkness gave way to a new light, long
\nago. Indeed I set foot again in Darkhaven with only the urge to excel against
\nmy own achievements. I have left the days of Dragonslaying behind me and
\nforsaken the ancient oath of enmity against the Inconnu. I will join those
\nwho seek excellence, no matter where I find them.<\/p>\n
\nwandering the pathways and roads, seeing the new villages … learning of
\nthe wars that have ravaged the nations. I have not set foot again in La Chute
\nbut it seems to me that before long I must go there. There are mysteries in
\nmy past which I must solve lest they consume me. Perhaps we shall share in
\nthese mysteries together, my friends.<\/p>\n
\nmy tale … but this is but a start. From here we write a new chapter.<\/p>\n