Sword Rock

[LoneWolf]

*with a bit of sadness in voice* Chandra Danenelve'dwa

[rorax]

*with a bit of sadness in voice* Chandra Danenelve'dwa

[Mick]

*with a bit of sadness in voice* Chandra Danenelve'dwa

This is disappointing to hear. Really enjoyed her.

[Lucifer]

Liked Chandra..she will be missed:(

[johnlewismcleod]

Yes...Chandra will be missed

I would like to ask players who find dead PC's to consider posting some brief description of the circumstances of the death and/or recovery of popular or well known PC's either here or in the rumours thread.

I'm not suggesting an elaborate meta description, but just a brief bit (when appropriate) that might be either noticed by NPC's or purposely passed on by the recovering PC('s) so that interested PC's have something to react to IG in these instances.

[Brother Humphrey]

As the one who happened upon this latest casualty to the Plantation's unwanted populace, I regret having not having the time to post anything afterwards, due to having to returning to work, and since then I've been too busy to even get online for more than a few minutes one day.

My condolances all around. Lem was hoping to get both Chandra and Jonas together for some weapons training sessions.

[LoneWolf]

The night grew ever dark, the moon's shine covered in clouds. Geth approached the fallen woman. As he bent over to see about preparing the body so that we could pick it up on the way back, it happened. A cold chill, a flash of movement, the ogres charged forward and began striking. Jonas rushed over to his side. The two battled, but the beasts, with no control, no care to subdue, voraciously focused their attacks on Geth Ornal. Death's cold hand reaching to claim another soul to entertain itself.

Then they turned there glowing red eyes to Jonas. As Jonas fought, the noise of the others rushing back to the attack grew. The one called Juston Ayloud, charged in, trying to aide as he could as the stone hand struck Jonas in the shoulder, dropping him like a rag doll.

Juston fought bravely, but the beast where too much as well, falling to the ground, taking a warriors death, the chilling hand claiming another soul.

The others, arriving before the hand could claim thrice, where able to dispatch the ogres. Death tried once more to take the warmth of Jonas, but was belayed............



This time........

[johnlewismcleod]

Geth Ornal...paladin of Chauntea

[dergon darkhelm]

Geth Ornal...paladin of Chauntea

[ravin]

Rest In Peace Kyoro Dwinanea. Jesters Laughter to you.

[Swift]

Rest In Peace Kyoro Dwinanea. Jesters Laughter to you.

Oh no

[Blindhamsterman]

Rest In Peace Kyoro Dwinanea. Jesters Laughter to you.

WHAT?!?!? WHAT HAPPENED?! :(

[johnlewismcleod]

Rest In Peace Kyoro Dwinanea. Jesters Laughter to you.

[Lucifer]

Just sad..

[Wild__One]

It was quite late and Isiolia was exhausted, she knew she had to rest, even though there was always work to be done. As she sat in the park she slowly fell into revere. It was very not a nice easy rest but imagines kept floating in her mind.

These images were a message to her. Not a message she wanted to hear, but one that caused a tear to fall even in her sleep. The image was of her friend Jonas follower of the Lady of the Lanceboard.

Jonas was attacked by some bandits, he was caught off guard without a chance to wield a weapon...therefore he had no chance to defend himself. He had come to a tragic end.

The horror of it, caused Isiolia to come out of revere in shock. Unfortunately, she knew it the truth. Her very soul knew..It was like Jonas had called out to her one last time to warn her.

As she sat there in shock, she knew she must continue on. She knew the work in these lands vital. Though she knew she would never meet another like him, but his memory would be with her for a long, long time.