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'''History of Yew'''
'''by Historian of Yew'''
 
The Birth of the Council

The evergreen city of 
Justice always sooths our 
lungs with its fresh clean 
air. Grand Yew trees give 
an atmosphere of the 
nurturing kind. The city 
was based on the premise 
of its great ancestors, 
from druids who took 
care of the land to the 
great monks that held 
their monastery at 
Empath Abbey. This fine 
locale has always been a 
place of great relaxation 
as well as a place to 
delve into deep 
enlightenment. Its 
geography is highly 
composed of vegetation; it 
is said the most beautiful 
forests in the land are 
in Yew. All types of 
birds hum about their 
daily lives in the fine 
city, and people from all 
over the realm come here 
to catch a glimpse of 
the marvelous Yew trees. 
Yew people are simple 
people that are in tune 
with nature's beauty; and 
the town is haven to 
some of the best known 
rangers in the land. The 
history of Yew is one of 
much mystery, it had its 
trials and tribulations as 
any other great 
establishment, however 
what Yew manifests is 
the ongoing courage of 
pure and simple Justice.

Justice has been the 
building block of this 
colorful city. As I face 
the glorious shrine of 
Justice and chant "beh 
beh beh", I am reminded 
of the events on which 
Yew was founded..... 


I remember the day, as 
if it was yesterday, it 
was a clear and sunny 
day, the smell of wild 
lilies was abundant in the 
air. I was at the shrine 
of Justice, just 
contemplating on events 
past and present, 'tis 
was a usual place for me, 
it had always been a 
place to go for relaxation 
and meditation. Then an 
elder gentleman 
approached me, his robe 
was a shiny Emerald 
green, his hat showed 
some age, however he had 
not a wrinkle in his face. 
His long beard and 
moustache were milky 
white and his voice 
strong and wise in 
stature. He spoke with a 
deep accent, and held a 
gnarled quarterstaff with 
a head of a drake. His 
words were powerful and 
even bold..... 

"Son, I see you have 
come here once again, I 
have been observing thee", 
as he pointed his skinny 
white finger at me. I was 
somewhat surprised, I had 
not heard anyone approach 
nor did I see anyone 
prior to the elderly 
fellow approaching me. I 
simply nodded, not knowing 
how to answer. He 
continued, "You must like 
'tis pavilion of Virtue, 
for thee come here 
often, would thee like to 
hear of how it was 
established". Again I was 
lost for words and simply 
nodded. 

Tis was a rainy 
summer day 27 years ago 
(19Jun98), and had 
cleared the land and all 
that was able stayed at 
home. That eve however 
was to be the first 
official Yew Council 
meeting. The purpose of 
the event was to give 
the town a birth on the 
maps for all to see. As 
all gathered for the 
historic event, some with 
anticipation of years to 
come, some with tension, 
and others with sheer 
joy. Helgi Einarsen broke 
the silence with her 
greetings to all. 

Afterwards she stated 
the purpose of the 
counsel shall be two-fold. 

First and foremost to 
promote Justice, and 
secondly to think of 
events to make this city 
strive for the better. 
Discussions continued on 
matter of the courts, 
and a civil court was 
proposed, one that would 
serve as a philosopher to 
provide answers to 
questions of Justice. In 
addition temporary 
officials were also 
announced, thus Helgi 
Einarsen became the first 
mayor of Yew, Xxy 
Sylvr-Dragon the Chief 
Justice, Gargish Dragon 
as secretary, and Lord 
Vraal, the first Yew 
Militia Captain. However 
the whole meeting did not 
go so smoothly, at the 
middle of the meeting, 
they were rudely 
interrupted by the 
redcoats!" 
"Redcoats?", I exclaimed. 

"Aye, redcoats, red as 
the blood of ye and I, 
these ruffians were 
nothing but trouble, so 
you see Yew had to deal 
with adversity since the 
beginning," as he let out 
a great big roaring 
laughter. "These fiends 
were mocking the true 
virtues and were speaking 
of much nonsense, they 
were in inner ecstasy 
with oblivion and entropy! 
There is more, they 
smelled like vile and spoke 
in rhymes, they were 
truly ludicrous, they were 
Xoth-Tu'rilthiir and 
Mesostopheles of the 
nefarious OES, Order of 
the Ebon Skull!" 
Just as I was to ask 
what business they sought 
and why, the old man 
disappeared just the way 
he appeared. 'tis had me 
agashed once more, and 
left me pondering upon 
more, why tell me, why 
let me know of history 
of such galore..... 
Herald of Spirituality
Historian of Yew
Philosopher of Order of 
Silver Serpents
-in honor jander
-wun bel'la jander


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