3.0 Adunian Thread

[Snake Plissken 637]

[Alright, all the current clans are added with banners and links, all the clans have tartans, and the Rhodir lore is up]

[ARCHITECUS 4788]

[i didnt know anyone actually played the Kiavarans, there was no real lore or culture behind them and we never put any real work into getting them going. Axl decided he wanted them at the start of one week, but by the end he'd forgotten them completely. All the the Kiavarans should just change their background to fit the usual Adunians, or maybe Ill let a few join the Rhodirs if they ask nicely ;)]

((We played Kiavarans as radically different from Adunians, and they do have a few major differences from Rhodirs as far as I can tell. I'd be happy to change Artyom up as a Rhodir if it's needed. Grape is the other Kiavaran main but she's gone right now.))

[Bashar al-Assad 120]

[The lore to do living longer has been accepted on numerous occasions by various staff members. I mean, it's not like we're living to 400 or something (although Ive found some of our players believe that recently...), the average is 180 and I wouldn't want to see anyone go past 200. On top off this, it seems Adunian players can rarely be bothered to play their characters for that long, most are lucky to make it to 120. Also, with Clan Campbell, Han never actually had the power to make your clan official IC or OOC, /and/ you live away on your own, not with the rest of the Adunians]

((Sorry about the misunderstanding, I thought you guys were living to 500 and I kept on thinking it was OP lore.))

[Gemmylou 484]

Isabella Elendil wanders around looking for her fellow brothers and sisters, wondering to herself 

"Where are all the clans hiding these days?" 

[Hanrahan 2983]

Hamish Elendil hides in Darkhaven, tired of fueding clans and  the innane politics from VaerHaven.

 

"At least the scenery is nice..."

 

He comments as a Mali'ker girl passes by.

[Caln McHarnish/porkchopp2 71]

Caln McHarnish springs out of bed as he wakes up from a seemingly bad dream. Rubbing his eyes, he looks around the room to find himself in the Cloud Temple Sanctuary. Caln stands up slowly and gives a nearby monk a nod of thanks, all he can seem to muster now adays and begins his journey home.

 

Along the way, memories flash through his mind. Garbled memories of rebellion, his newborn daughter, and Godric. Caln flinches as more memories of Godric come into his mind. Godric, Hamish, Eoghan, it began to make sense yet had no sense at all. Now utterly confused, Caln decides to see if his strange memories are true and makes his way to the Campbell Hall.

 

Unsure of his memories, Caln sneeks into the Hall and peers in through a side window. The sight he sees sparks flames enough to start a war, a war that would cripple Adunia and make the victors stronger. Eoghan was talking to many of his clansmen but sitting by the corner, teary eyed and scared, was his daughter. Caln drops from the window in shock and lands on his back knocking the air out of him. Up in the sky, it seems like a display as his floating memories begin to connect to each other in a line.

 

Caln slowly rises to his feet and makes his way back to the Ranger Fort. At each step his fury grows towards the bastards that not only wish to rebel against the Adunian Lord but have his daughter in their petty attempts to take a hostage. Caln marches through the training grounds as Rangers and  Ildician Order members nod in greeting to him, yet he ignores them all. He takes Thorenir Elendil and Starke McHaryn and begins to talk red faced and frustrated.

 

"The Armas have finally done it. They have convinced Hamish and the Campbells to rebel and call him the new Adunian Lord."

 

Thorenir holds up a hand and tells him to start from the beginning.

 

"I was in Kastoria with my daughter. We were finally getting to know each other when I received a bird from Hamish telling him to meet at the Campbell Hall and hurry. I grabbed my daughter and made my way there as quickly as possible. Hamish, Godric, and Eoghan were huddled together as I approached, and Hamish began to talk. He said that I was demoted from High Marshal of Adunia and was making Godric the new High Marshal. Eoghan was to be made an earl of Adunia as well. I asked on what authority he had to do this, and what he said will make them all oathbreakers. He said it was up to us to make him Adunian Lord, and Godric and Eoghan agreed. I was outraged, but really lost it when Godric seemed to rub it in my face. I threw a punch at him but was overcome by people and knocked unconscience. I do not remember much afterwards, just being dragged around as I faded in and out of dreams. Then, I woke up in the Cloud Temple."

 

Caln slams his hands onto the table.

 

"They are oathbreakers and scum. All of them. They kept my daughter and are using her to get at me. I demand a declaration of war on the Campbell, Armas and all those who aid them. They are small, weak and will easily be crushed underfoot by our many men and allies. Maybe I shall show some of the Campbells mercy if they plead for forgiveness and disown Eoghan as their Chieftain, but the Armas will be shown only the tip of our swords and arrows. From this day forth, the Armas and Campbells are traitors and rebels until stated otherwise!"

 

((Caln remembers the events leading up to the punch due to the fact it took an IG day and 40 minutes to finally kill him by feeding him to a frost witch. Nice one xD. I have talked to Eoghan aka SortedJarhead and Scotty O'Keefe aka Hex37 who were both there and both agree. Just making that a clarifiction so no OOC fighting can be made as Han said earlier it is very frustrating. Thanks))

[Minea 124]

Starke McHaryn had just finished a combat drill with his Grey Shirts of the Ildician order, he was walking back to his rooms when he was confronted by a serious faced Thorenir and the Angry High Marshal McHarnish, knowing something was amiss he simply nodded his head and followed them to Lord McHarnishes quarters. What he heard next made his insides boil and his spine bristle in anticipation and anger, speaking up he agrees.

 

"I will not let such an act of insubordinate  outrage go unpunished, as always I and the grey shirts of the Ildician order will do as the Lord and high council wish, but these acts of treachery committed not one month after the Campbells pledged their allegiance shows that as a clan they must be purged. Adunians do not break their word lightly, the Campbells seem to be the exception". At this he laughs bitterly no trace of humour in his expression. 

 

"Eoghan is a fool if he thinks Hamish and Godric can promise him an earldom, you need land and honour to receive such a title, something only the Lord can give. The grey shirts are ready for war my friends, we wait on word of the council."

 

Shaking his head in anger and disappointment Starke informs his officers of the oathbreakers that need to be purged.

 

"Ready the war banners, the Ildician Order marches against its own for the first time" .

[Hanrahan 2983]

Anorian eventually makes his way into the hall, steaming, striding in alone, as per usual.

 

"If you do not spare me three moments to explain, by god you will suffer."

 

He scowls, taking a seat.

 

"No. Godric does not get any titles. No. Eoghan gets no Earldom. No. I do not rebel."

"Godric and his filthy warmongering Cronies have enraged me, that is why you have not seen me. His demands are unreasonable, and his expectations are innane. You will not find any reason with the Armas, And I will assist in any way to crush them."

 

He looks to Thorenir.

 

"Father, forgive any misconceptions I may have given you, for they were not my intent to give."

 

He looks to Caln.

 

"Forgive me, Caln. My Actions were spur of the moment, and wrong."

 

"The rest of you. I hailed myself as Lord, because the Clans did. I hail myself as Lord due to ancient right. I hail myself as Lord, to enrich, and restore the Culture, and people. Armas has a death wish agaisnt us, and wishes to disregard every ancient tradition. Hail them as Oathbreakers, and show them the mercy one would show to an Ork!"

[Caln McHarnish/porkchopp2 71]

Caln growls as he hears this still angry.

"Yeh' want forgiveness! A simple sorry won't cut it for betraying me, losing my daughter, and having them do god knows what to me while you watched. If you want any hope of redemption from me, then earn it! Get my daughter back from those bastards. And I swear to god if she is hurt, I will spend every waking moment bringing the pain I feel onto you tenfold."

[Hanrahan 2983]

Arnorian growls right back at him.

 

"Caln, the Campbell's don't have to be the Enemy, only the Armas! For gods sake, you could walk in there right now, and take her! They're not stoppin' you! Caln, I can try to hae' yer daughter returned to you, but you need ta' step up ae' well. Invite Campbell here, and lets see wha' they hae' ta say."

[Caln McHarnish/porkchopp2 71]

"Oh, I heard and felt what they said. I heard when yeh' all plotted against Thorenir and turned on me. I heard when you stripped me from my title and gave it to that dog to rub in my face. I felt Eoghan bash me with his sword. I felt your eyes stare at me while I was beaten in front of my daughter while you did **** about it! Now, you come into my home, not only to ask for forgiveness but to call yourself Adunian Lord, insult me, and tell me to step it up! I ain't your dog, and you can go back to yours."

[Minea 124]

Arnorian growls right back at him.

 

"Caln, the Campbell's don't have to be the Enemy, only the Armas! For gods sake, you could walk in there right now, and take her! They're not stoppin' you! Caln, I can try to hae' yer daughter returned to you, but you need ta' step up ae' well. Invite Campbell here, and lets see wha' they hae' ta say."

Starke adds his voice to Calns, 

 

"In helping the Armas the Campbells have shown their true colours, no apologies will help them now. The Campbells were not forced to give their oath to Thorenir yet they did, and it was lightly given as they broke it without a second thought, in my experience the Elendils have always taken strength from the loyalty of their clans, and loyalty is something the Campbells do not have. I add my vote as the Ildician Ordhu and Elder of the McHaryn clan, wipe out the Campbells and the Armas, a second chance will do nothing but give them an opportunity to break their word again. The trust was there but by their choice it is now non-existent."

 

Starke then turns to Thorenir speaking quietly but calmly, white hot anger underbellies his next words.

 

"To forgive an oath breaker is to forgive a criminal, they knew what their actions would cause and they did it anyway. I offer the Grey Shirts as the Van Guard of our armies, let us be the first to wipe this dishonourable stain from our noble adunian Heritage. The Campbells, Armas and any who wish to stand against the rightful Adunian Leader and his Thanes."

 

At this Starke turns to Hamish, a look of utter contempt plain upon his features. His next words are said with passion and disregard for who he addresses.

 

"You boy, are an embarrassment to the Elendil name, you had no authority to demote Lord McHarnish. Your actions even if forged from threat of death or 'spur of the moment' are weak, I am physically sick to my stomach to know that the noble order I lead and the clan I love and am a part of are pledged to a family that could produce something so weak in mind as you".

 

Starke then turns to Thorenir. "Forgive my harsh words Lord Thorenir, but I have always spoken my mind, it is a part of who I am, I mean no offence to you and your position"

 

Starke then walks backwards and sits in a straight back chair eyeing Hamish Elendil with a look of complete disdain and disregard.

[Hanrahan 2983]

Anorian gets up out of his seat, going to talk, then pausing, realizing all the points made are well and valid. He grumbles, then sits back down in utter shame and dissapointment, mumbling to himself;

 

"I will never be like Artorus.."

[SortedJarhead 817]

Eoghan Campbell sits back in his throne. His son Eoin stands beside him. He overlooks the large fire in front of him.

"Wut t'eh fawk has Godric got me'h into too. . " he growls, gripping his hand onto the handle of his Claymore. "I'ese I have sum' explain'n t'eh do."

[iseemoosego 97]

While the argument is going on Emma sits in the corner playing with her teddy bear name "AB". She seems to be in good spirits and having a good time. She rocks AB back and forth humming loudly a tune Alan once hummed to her. Emma then crawls off after a bit of humming looking for Alan to play with her.