Monarchs Glen

Petrified flesh couldn’t help but grasp the wretched box that held him in place. He wanted to move, to scream, anything to relieve the agony of the stillness. It was stillness without foundation, without meaning, without purpose. Here he had seen and done things that no other man had, and now he had...

i like where the story is going as well! if kaz is busy, toph and i could fill in parts, unless you are able to find time. since everyone is so busy, i can do one for javari, volodimire, and the shaman. this will hopefully given everyone some time. my first response i think will be with volodimire o...

for your post, ruark can already be n his way and tohpeh and javari coudl have just missed him. tohpeh and javari can have a short exchange with the manservant or whomever at the ruark estate. from there were can have another post with ruark and the trial, and of the evidence against volodimire. the...

Days had passed with him permanently stuck to this chair, unable to make even the slightest movement. His mind fevered with the idea of just standing up, walking outside, and screaming at the top of his lungs. All he could do was replay event in his head over and over like a movie against a silver s...

well, what i am thinking is that this world was consumed by the shadows. since no one from this world has knowledge of them. that world is dead, deceased. and, the likelihood of this extraterrestial shaman in divulging this information is slim to none.. but, it could segway other facts as needed? so...

Things have gone from bad to worse, and Crystiame was unable to do anything about it. But to hear Topheh speaking in the back of his mind brought back some measure of hope. Yet when he tried to respond, he found that he could not. The spirit would not let go! The box chimed and ticked away the momen...

Kaz, it is fine! your abscence coudl mean that you were detained, or ambushed, or delayed for some reason. which means volodimire will be tried and sentenced... but they will have difficulties killing him by conventional means. so, i think they will end up mummifying him by encasing him in bronze wi...

A Meridian Shaman? Even though Crystiames body had atrophied, his mind had not. He could feel the construct of the box displacing his attunement with time. His arms unwillingly clutched around it. And though his heart had all but stopped, his eyes remained fixed open, starring out at those around hi...

The name Ruark seemed to annoy the elder monolith. His mind couldn’t stop racing, turning over the events in his mind. Why were they so hell bent on getting his exiled from Stoneburrow? It just didn’t make any sense. They all knew he could not be killed by conventional means, in fact for all they kn...

Toph,

The post you did with the books could be a good lead in. maybe you leant me some books? or i had leant you some? we coudl also have some interction with Javari...

Slipping into one of his private sanctuaries within Stoneburrow, he breathed a sigh of relief as he collapsed into his chair. It was a comfortably tiny little niche that he used as his private study. None knew of its location, so it allowed him to work uninterrupted. It was a place that he could esc...

i think the equipment is fine. luckily, nothing was plugged in. water went over it, and some of the amps. and while damp, they dont look ruined. ill know more next week after everythign dried out.

that sounds kewl. considering i had an inch of water in my kitchen the other day, i have not thought too much about posting... rugs are tore up, they put holds in the walls dehimidifiers running, fans running, its a freakin mess. we mopped up over 50 gallons in the kitchen, went into my living room ...

OOOPS! reverie is me!!!

bran,

sounds good to me. i like the idea of something happening in your thread that has an effect on my own. if you work a thing on the weather, i will work it into my own post.

maybe in my post after yours i will see a shooting star in the middle of day with your ship streaking across the sky?

Crystiame walked sternly from the Great Hall, the heels of his boots clicking madly against the floor. He eyed the guards cautiously, but he knew they would keep their distance. And as he walked down the stone hewn streets, Droben citizens scattered away from him. For so many ages they had been like...

right, while my own history trailed off into nothing. this new start for my character fits more in line to how he shoudl be played, i think.

i plan to do a scene where his apprentice tries to apologize, but volodimire is not happy with the situation and ends up blowing him off.

[OOC] Those interested in interacting with this storyline, feel free! If someone wants to take the lead of the apprentice Javari, that would be perfectly fine. Or, if it is another player, there is plenty of “ins” into the storyline. [IC] Crystiame collapsed as the droben-wraith fled into the fores...

Prologue From the collapsing ruins of the library, Kaz and Crystiame had escaped their potential demise through a hastily created time displacement bubble. They had salvaged what they could from the library in their hasty retreat, and while they could see time slipping by outside the bubbles barrie...

To clarify, when I said bring to the present, I meant a time before Kaz and Crystiame (along with a few others, I think) went into the tomb. This will hopefully fill in some gaps in the history. From there, it will have to be deteremined how things transpired within the tomb. If this all fits in wit...