Jed Goldrush

Arr. I can hang to thee tune!

*Sees the note posted in the Cloud Temple. Prepares a parcel for his mechanical bird. "I am quite interested to buy more of your arrows, since currently I am in need of the lot. I am willing to wait but I do need a big shipment. I currently reside in Holm but we could meet anywhere for the trade." -Jed Goldrush *The letter is sealed with the Goldrush family symbol.

((*Jed Goldrush found a piece of paper in-front a small house in Holm. Labelled "Holm Engineers Application. It only has questions to fill in.)) ___________________________________________ *Paper is sealed for the guildmaster to open

((uhh... This is not my account! and I'm not part of it! :L, I just solely watch it from afar))

((A snip of RP journal entries of Jed Goldrush)) (Click here for more) ((This is a snip of the RP my character has to offer to the land and community of LoTC. Technology is really misunderestimated, and needs to be controlled to an extent. Why not help me create a university to create an implementation process for your technology to be spread RPly in-game? msg if you are willing to help))

"How interesting... People are starting teaching just like the past..."

I remember trying to revive this back in the day! But since I am in the Australian Time Zone, i couldn't keep the channel running on American Times! Ahh, its good to see the channel that me and timayame used to hang around

((very appealing! I want to see who wins in this one! Who do you think has the advantage? once you made up your mind, think again))

((Interesting... *keeps walking to his house))

((aww crap, miss clicked it... how do you un - 1 it? -.-'))

((I know, but for the few of us that do RP it, we bring major changes in RP, which really needs to be moderated more! for example, the only ones that know how to make RP and has sufficient lore behind it is me and Kalen, donating built cannons into the Alras Military))

((I'll leave you a copy of this In-Game! :D, i'll still be floating around <3))

I am, Jed Goldrush, the last of the Alrasian Engineers from the days of the old. I was told from one of my fellow colleagues that writing down thoughts promote thought processes. What a blasphemy! I am one of the most promising visionaries! But how... how can I man be... STUCK! It seems like the brilliant mind of the Master Engineer has ran out. Cannons, Lightning Rod, Water & its properties... WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO DISCOVER?!? Only if there is a point of eternity to make this man alive once more. A jolt of new understanding. A magic fibre or reality. In my years now... 180 for a man like me is no little thing. I had human parents... but it seems I was born of elven blood. My body, still strong and no hints of frail but my eyes. The eyes that glow of red tint from the ashes of my past. The man with the eye of the dust. The redstone dust. They said to be born of my stature and the tragic turns in my life is a gift to all that is living. Me and my colleagues from the Guild, especially Kalen Forseth, whom brought the work with technology. New ways of combat, farming, life! Oh how I wish those days come back to me. So what is it to become of me now? Having been a pledged allegiance to the Guild. The guild whom is one of the heart of Alras. The guild which has now past. I need to move anew. Decision to be made is just simple. The days of the old has past and the new shall rise, and technology shall keep moving forward. Holm is my new home now. The man that used to just keep visiting the Alras Farms seems to be king here. I am glad of what this Nation can bring up. The nation which of the fresh new start. The nation which shall restore. Which shall discover. And shall continue the age of technology over to the new millennium. Oh may the Gods of the old and new bless me on my new path. The path of Discovery. Jed Goldrush Mechant, Warrior, Technological Envisionary Sealed with the last living seal of the Alras Engineers Guild. *closes this letter to his journal

-snip- Please keep comments appropriate.

*looks grimmed by the man's story. Runs out the door to warn his beloved ones...