The Arcane Delvers

[Mining 129]

-snippity-

 

Jonathan rolls his eyes as Leyu looks over his shoulder and chuckles "Hush hush this is private Ley" he murmurs before writing out a response

 

Dear Mr Strungrum,

 

I was quite pleased with the majority of your answers. They all demonstrate that you could be of great service to the Arcane Delvers. However, a single answer stood out and that was your response to why you wish to be a Delver. It implies that your reasons are more so aligned to wanting to be a part of something rather then an interest in delving in particular. This of course does not mean you can not join. As such this application is to be considered in process. I would very much like to speak with you in person before passing final judgement. I for one am a man who values how a man presents himself in person as apposed to on paper. I am Jonathan Elers and can normally be found around New Malinor wearing Delver robes and carrying a staff. Seek me out, we will briefly talk and then we shall see where that leads us. Thank you for showing an interest in the Arcane Delvers and I hope this doesn't prove to be too much of an inconvenience.

 

Sincerely, Jonathan Elers

[SSjLight 29]

Jonathan rolls his eyes as Leyu looks over his shoulder and chuckles "Hush hush this is private Ley" he murmurs before writing out a response

 

Dear Mr Strungrum,

 

I was quite pleased with the majority of your answers. They all demonstrate that you could be of great service to the Arcane Delvers. However, a single answer stood out and that was your response to why you wish to be a Delver. It implies that your reasons are more so aligned to wanting to be a part of something rather then an interest in delving in particular. This of course does not mean you can not join. As such this application is to be considered in process. I would very much like to speak with you in person before passing final judgement. I for one am a man who values how a man presents himself in person as apposed to on paper. I am Jonathan Elers and can normally be found around New Malinor wearing Delver robes and carrying a staff. Seek me out, we will briefly talk and then we shall see where that leads us. Thank you for showing an interest in the Arcane Delvers and I hope this doesn't prove to be too much of an inconvenience.

 

Sincerely, Jonathan Elers

 

((What time do you usually get on at?))

[Ilikefooddude 430]

Alone in the empty Ac'Talarah, one relic remains, all but forgotten by some, but never heard of by most. It was one of Thirteen once; all them now found, destroyed, collected. As the walls cave in around the artifact, an old Delver's memory lives on: past death, life, and pain. Untouched it lies in obvious sight, hidden not behind closed doors as its others had, but strangely, now, is the only one left. Leanry's last bottle of sand still remains in Ac'Talarah, holding a small something for those who've remembered.

 

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Alone in the empty Ac'Talarah, one relic remains, all but forgotten by some, but never heard of by most. It was one of Thirteen once; all them now found, destroyed, collected. As the walls cave in around the artifact, an old Delver's memory lives on: past death, life, and pain. Untouched it lies in obvious sight, hidden not behind closed doors as its others had, but strangely, now, is the only one left. Leanry's last bottle of sand still remains in Ac'Talarah, holding a small something for those who've remembered.

 

((I cried a little ;-;))

[Samoblivion 532]

Alone in the empty Ac'Talarah, one relic remains, all but forgotten by some, but never heard of by most. It was one of Thirteen once; all them now found, destroyed, collected. As the walls cave in around the artifact, an old Delver's memory lives on: past death, life, and pain. Untouched it lies in obvious sight, hidden not behind closed doors as its others had, but strangely, now, is the only one left. Leanry's last bottle of sand still remains in Ac'Talarah, holding a small something for those who've remembered.

 

 

Discarded in some lost and forgotten corner of Ac'Talarah, another Delver acquisition stirs. An inscribed bone hums slightly as a ghostly presence fills the air. Marvin the Unhelpful Ghost coalesces into being once more with a yawn.

 

"Wonder when them Delver lot are coming back. Just my luck to be left behind. They'll be coming for me, just you wait..." he says to Ivan Stafyr, mushroom heir to the throne of Schattenburg.

 

Marvin goes back to twiddling his non-corporeal thumbs and fades into the background once more. Ivan pulses merrily.

 

"Any minute now."

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Art paints his face. Dark green. The traditional Camoryn colour of war. He turns to brethren of wood elf and delver alike.

"Today, we fight against a foe more fearsome than any other. We fight against the apparition bound to fragilly for all those years, set free. Why do we do this? WHY DO WE DO THIS I HEAR YOU ASK?"

 

"...For Ivan."

 

Enthusiastic cries are heard throughout all of Malinor.

 

FOR IVAN!

[Cosmik 220]

Lil'Talarah

 

You wander the halls of the latest Delver den, passing by dorms of various shape and size. As you near the bottom floor, however, one door lies ajar - a door that had been locked tight for some time. The room is entirely empty and devoid of human presence. Or elven. Or dwarven. A little orcish though.

 

Your gaze settles upon a letter taped beside the door, written in blunt but easily-readible handwriting.

 

This place is the guild I deserve, but not the guild I need right now. While I appreciate the companionship that's been offered to me, the Arcane Delvers don't have what it is I'm searching for.

 

I'm out. Thanks for the raids and s***.

 

~D.L.

[AgentSunny 14]

A rough hand brushes off some dust in the stone ruins of Ac'talarah.

 

A hand that once dreamed of better things. One that even to this day remembers why it once held sanctuary here. To escape ones that would hurt it, for turning away from them. For running and never looking back. Those days.... it had coveted every one. It knew no pain while within these walls. But as it made friends, and grew close to the stone...it forgot its' wishes. Everything was its' friends. Everything was all it had grown to love. It didn't care for its' dreams anymore. They were filled with them. It realized what it had always wanted. To touch, to feel. To love. And so that's what it got.

 

But as soon as it had this. This love in its' grip... It also realized that it held too tight. Or maybe...too softly... It had been confused on this. So very confused. The love was new to it. At least...this type of love... Was new. And...exciting. When it engaged in that special holding of hands...with its' partner. That...special connection...sparked. It rolled with glee when it felt that. You could bat at it, you could scratch it, you could even try to cut it off. But nothing would break it. /Especially/, with its' partner. It could be trapped, it could be lost, it could even just be alone. But it would always come back to its' partner. It would always love. Its' palm...as rough as it was...was never to pinch...but hold...

 

Though, it still happened. As it laid against the hard wood, a dying feeling shocking through it. It shook quietly at first...twitching with pain. And casually, but fiercefully, it struck, shaking with a fury unparalleled to anything it had ever felt before. But its' target was gone, hidden away in fear. It rolled in the air, disappointed, it fled... But only for a while. As it waited for night, it continued to shake. The feelings were unbearable. Something almost as incredible as when it was with its' partner. With night came action. It swang to and fro, a flood of adrenaline as it reached its' destination. It balled into a fist, slamming into the wood. Over and over it struck, a thudding cry of revenge with it. But none met the door.

 

It turned away, as a literal rain started to pour down onto it. Mixed in with tears of fury. As it started to wander away, it stopped, as the hand of another called. It turned back, knowing this voice. Quickly, it had shook, letting out its' rage without mercy. But eventually, it stopped. The other hand figured it had soothed it, and beckoned it forward, into the wood it was barred entry from earlier. It shook quietly with revelation of a new chance to strike, and came forth, entering with the other.

 

At first, it was nice. As nice as it could be. With anger, it shook, but still, it was patient, and only did so lightly. Quickly, an opportunity occured. A chance, as a third hand came into play. It distracted the second. And with that, it charged. It charged to the room where the one who made this all happen. Who made it feel the things it was forced into feeling. It had wanted love, but that one had brought forth anger! To think that one was a friend, no, she was a thief. And a liar! It turned the knob of the door, it was twitching rapidly, with such hate, but it did its' best to be quiet. And as it reached that one, it did what it had longed to do.

 

It struck. A hard blow. Right to the face of the other. Yes!!! Sweet victory! Oh how it had waited for that. It tingled with the blow it had brought, the delicious taste of crimson on its' fingers. It reveled in this victory. So very much. But it realized the danger was still there. Heightened, by the presence of the other. They were working together now, one protecting the other. But it continued to flail with all its' mighty, aiming to kill, if need be. It would aim for the weakest point, one that would break everything it wanted to stand for. But it still slammed down, with all its' strength.

 

It missed. It missed. And though it came back to fight again, it was struck down. It...had lost.

 

What came after...it did not remember...it had attempted to take itself, it knows. And the howling pain of failing. But how, it did not know. It only clearly remembered what happened after. The feeling of soft cloth, and disappearing into the cold night.

 

Meridia would wipe her hand across her clothing, before her eyes. Laying the stuffed bunny on the floor, she turns. Exiting the room, she turns her head back for a second, eyes on the crossed out heart etched in the stone. Before departing, she sighs to herself, then uttering two single words. One that she was use to. And one that she once called home.

 

"Goodbye, Ac'talarah."

 

((Dunno why I felt the need to write this... But I suppose I had always wanted to write more about her character. So there you are, if you think you can understand it. I spent WAY too much time on this post, by the way. Though, it doesn't matter if no one comments on it. I enjoyed writing it. And I think that's all there needs to be.))

[domainoft 191]

*Leyu walks up the long stairs from her library in Ac'Talarah to view the strange fearful totem circled in gold.

 

-Muttering "I still don't understand this blasted things purpose, but perhaps its hold over fear has won the day"

 

*Walking back down to her library, hoping a Delver will visit someday again.

[Mining 129]

((Errr ley, gal, Ac'talareh is sealed off and now inhabited by (apparently) some necromancers and an apparition))

[domainoft 191]

((No one thought to look for me so far down in the library. But its not to worry I'm very good at hiding.))

 

((P.S. There is an old abandoned tunnel me and Nienna made that exits near the library, I've hidden it well now but it serves as my entrance and exit to the library without using the front gate. I'm sure if she thought really hard she could remember where it exited out.))

[Knighty 18]

((Alden escaped from his room, and out through an old window. No one bothered to look for him in his secret forge basement.

..."Secret Forge Basement..."))

 

((Whoops. My bad.))

[SSjLight 29]

((No one thought to look for me so far down in the library. But its not to worry I'm very good at hiding.))

 

((P.S. There is an old abandoned tunnel me and Nienna made that exits near the library, I've hidden it well now but it serves as my entrance and exit to the library without using the front gate. I'm sure if she thought really hard she could remember where it exited out.))

 

((When I randomly came across the base (I was just wondering hoping to find something cool) I saw the entrance that I think you are talking about :P ))

[domainoft 191]

((If you were outside the base, I can assure you that. You didn't see it. If you were inside my library it might have been possible))

[SSjLight 29]

((Well I saw an entrance under a bridge next to the river))