Rings of Honor

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I know I asked a while ago for this and received a response, but I can't seem to find it anywhere. Would whoever was responsible for taking the 7th ring through the rift please send me the short write up you wrote for me last year again (if you have it)? I'm sorry I lost it. And the history update ...

Following the tracks was a simple task. What the elf had not expected was for the raiders to suspect they were followed and to plan an ambush. The elf woke with a start. Lurching upward, an immediate vertigo afflicted him and the bile rose in his throat. Aelric opened his eyes and peered around in ...

The elf hesitated at the edge of the village. The smell of burnt flesh permeated the air. Smoldering fires continued to burn amongst the ruined buildings. Perhaps a dozen homesteads, all burned and tumbled, lay before him. Aelric did not pause to look for survivors. There would be none. He knew ther...

((Another trip into the past to wrap up this part of the story.)) One of the facts that became clear over time was that the woman previously known as Jenia always appeared within the same ring. While her motives remained unclear, her appearances in that ring were consistent. The sorceror, Xenograg, ...

Despite searching for several hours, the mysterious woman that had once been Jenia had been able to elude him. The elf had slipped into the shadow realm and moved quickly through the area hunting the creature, but to no avail. She had escaped him. The elf's growing belief was that the answer must li...

The elf returned to the Arena two nights later. With the success of the previous night, when Shadowblade proved a success in freeing Amaltea from wraith possession, Aelric was anxious to meet up with the sorceror Xenograg. Aelric's eyes swept the room searching for the sorceror, but Xenograg was not...

The elf explored the darkened streets and byways of Rhy'Din, seeking those upon which he could test his new weapon. He had wandered for many days, searching out the specific sort of target he required. While the average sort of ruffian prowled the late night city streets, none who seemed possessed r...

The elf bided his time. It had taken many days to craft his plan. In the intervening time, he had ventured many times into the shadowy alleyways and less traveled streets of Rhy'Din. He was careful to conceal his presence, making use of the powers of his shadowcloak to hide his presence. His worst f...

The evening started normally enough. The elf wandered the streets of Rhy'Din, making his way towards the Arena to perhaps catch a duel or two. The violence of the streets had lessened dramatically since the death of Shakira, and the elf saw more denizens of the city wandering the streets, even at th...