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Three Scholomance Classes Offered
This is one in a series of classes that examines the state of the undead in our realm. We shall discuse the different steps of the decomposing corpse and the usual mental state of these ones.
This class is recomended to all who are deathsworn to the path of the Death Knight and all others who wish to learn more.
Location : the Scholomance building in Caina, on the northern tip of Ice Island in Felucca.
Time : 8:00 pm EST, Monday the 6th of January.
Morigan's second magery class entitled "Magery : Indermediate use" will be offered on Thursday, January 9th at 8:00pm EST at the Scholomance Building in Caina.
Hope to see many there for this informative class.
Location : the Scholomance building in Caina, on the northern tip of Ice Island in Felucca.
Time : 8:00 pm EST, Thursday the 9th of January.
Mistress Morigan will be offering a class on roleplay standards adopted by many guilds on the Atlantic shard at the Scholomance in Caina. Anyone from any guild that wishes to learn more about how to be seen as a roleplayer in Atlantic is welcome to come. This class is required for all OES Slaves.
Location : the Scholomance building in Caina, on the northern tip of Ice Island in Felucca.
Time : 7:00 pm EST, Sunday the 12st of January.
- An Undead Crier
Den of Iniquity
It has been a dark year for the people of Yew, one rife with tragedy and toil. Their lives were unexpectedly cast aside by the will of Lord Blackthorn and his evil ambitions. It was Blackthorn’s plan to reclaim Britannia with the aid of a strange and distant being…Exodus. His armies soon made their mark. First came the Juka. As result of an alliance with Blackthorn and his master Exodus, the barbaric race of warlord and mages swarmed into Britannia. They occupied Yew and enslaved the townspeople, and though the protectors of this land united to fight for their freedom…it was in vain.
Next came Blackthorn’s legion. The elite dragoons, betrayers, and juggernauts that served him without question. Their enhanced armors and tactics made them perfect support for the Juka, whose victories in Britannia came less and less often. Their suppression of any opposition secured the evil hold on Yew and its people.
Lastly came the plague. The Decay spell brought on by the Meer in an attempt to destroy the Juka had gone wrong…and the effects of the miscast were soon noticed. The lush forestland soon faltered into a marshy swamp. The earth itself turned against them, spawning creatures of ghastly appearance and power. Bog things and plague beasts rose out of the ground, composed of the parts of living and dead alike. Sickness overcame the inhabitants. The plague came and in its wake it left nothing but death…and weakness in the integrity of the surrounding lands…
The plague was cured and Blackthorn’s legions driven back to Ilshenar, and despite it being a swamp, life in Yew soon returned to normal…but the weakness remained…
The essence of Oblivion is forever scouring the realms to fill every cavern, crack and crevice with dark and foreboding energies. It is forever enticing and seducing willing and unwilling mortals, wretched and good alike, into its wicked grasp. No single life or soul is spared the sensuous and ultimately fatal caress of Entropy, save for those with the courage to embrace it.
A world divided in two; one dead and ravaged, life within depending on Oblivion’s whim, the other lively and blanketed in a false security that no evil could ever touch it. The essence of Oblivion continuously pores over the dividing walls, lapping ever so hungrily for even a morsel of what awaited on the other side- many trusting and unwitting souls to entice and corrupt.
With the folly of the Decay spell and the weakness left within the very land itself, the dark tendrils of Oblivion grew stronger in this realm of light and seeped deeper into Trammel, reaching out to the nearby pockets of evil of the Yew Cemetery and the Yew Crypts. Tapping into the dark energies found within the unnatural swamp, undead ridden cemetery and Crypts, Oblivion worked its cancerous will. Something darker, with a far more sinister purpose than the Decay, haunted cemeteries and ancient Crypts combined came into existence. A monument to the corruption of life was erected and begun to spin an evil web across the realm of Trammel.
At the center of that twisted and malignant web dwells the Den of Iniquity. The next year promises to be much darker for the citizens of Yew and the lands beyond.
The Order of the Ebon Skull beckons you to revel in all that is sinful at our opening of the Den of Iniquity, located south of the Yew Moongate on the Trammel facet (coordinates: 47o 59'N, 35o 17'W). The celebration shall begin promptly at 7 p.m. beneath the eastern moon, January 1, 2003 with the opening of the Laughing Liche Tavern on the main floor and casino activities in the upstairs room, followed by a class on the anti-virtues hosted by the Scholomance and a special mass performed by the Clergy of OES.
We invite you to further partake in the celebration with your sinful submissions to a story contest to be judged by Lord Azalin, Mistress Mehalia, and Mistress Forna Sinthe. The most sinful of tales shall receive a prize of 100,000 Gold Coins, with prizes of 50,000 and 25,000 gold coins going to first and second runners up. Winning submissions will be displayed in the tower library as well as in the Scholomance of Caina (anonymity provided for those who wish it, of course). All entries should be forwarded no later than 3 p.m., January 1 along with character name and contact information.
- An Undead Crier
Scholomance Hosts Roleplaying 101 Class
Lady Jadis will be offering a class on roleplay standards adopted by many guilds on the Atlantic shard at the Scholomance in Caina. Anyone from any guild that wishes to learn more about how to be seen as a roleplayer in Atlantic is welcome to come. This class is required for all OES Slaves.
Location : the Scholomance building in Caina, on the northern tip of Ice Island in Felucca.
Time : 6:00 pm EST, Wednesday the 1st of January.
The class will be followed by a question and answer session for anyone who might want to know more.
- An Undead Crier
King Beleth takes the Throne
Tonight, the rightful king of Sosaria, Beleth the Daemon Lord, headed a campaign to secure his hold upon the fractured city of Britain.
Patrolling the streets and controlling the centers of power, Beleth lead his army into the Castle of the former clown king British.
The army was composed of a great triad of servants of darkness. The forces of the Infernal Cult of Necromancy, the Orcs and the forces of the Order of the Ebon Skull.
In a grand proclamations King Beleth stated :"All those who stand against us will be crushed. And those who stand with me, like you have all done tonight, will be allowed to do as you please."
Later proclamations included the granting to the Infernal Cult and the Orcs any lands they desired in Sosaria.
This is a most glorious day for all inhabitants of our great land.
All Hail King Beleth!
- An Undead Crier
Scholomance Hosts Roleplay 101 Class
Lady Jadis will be offering a class on roleplay standards adopted by many guilds on the Atlantic shard at the Scholomance in Caina. Anyone from any guild that wishes to learn more about how to be seen as a roleplayer in Atlantic is welcome to come. This class is required for all OES Slaves.
Location : the Scholomance building in Caina, on the northern tip of Ice Island in Felucca.
Time : 9:00 pm EST, Wednesday the 18th of December.
The class will be followed by a question and answer session for anyone who might want to know more.
- An Undead Crier
Clergy News
June 20, 2000 It was the evening of the Black mass and the priest spoke in a dark voice:
"I also wish to speak about this ridiculous trial the followers of lies have brought against Mesostopheles. These insidious charges find their roots in a deep fear they hold against all who stand in the night. They are so false that the very core of these allegations stinks of the rot of putrescent fish decaying in the sun. I cannot tell thee enough of the contempt I hold for Greypawn and his lackies for bringing these ludicrous charges against our brother. Lo, here and now do I proclaim that the laws of man hath no bearing against the servants of Darkness and do speak with harsh warnings against those who think themselves capable of tying down to their justice that which hath been given to Oblivion. In response to this travesty we will shed the blood of innocents tonight to show our contempt."
And behold were slain three innocents, and lo upon their lips were curses for the names of Greypawn, Windlord and the city of Yew... for their souls were devoured by Oblivion gone forever because of the capricious attempt of mere mortals to judge a child of Darkness.
June 1, 2000 The lands burst with the advent of a new age. The forces of Darkness have decimated those of the light.
A short story
The Dark priest sat in the halls of the church quietly perusing various documents that outlined recent events and his plans for an expansion into the realm Lord British thought he could escape to. A sinister smile covers his face as one recent particular item comes to attention... "I must find some suitable place for Azrielle's skull... Greypawn's skull, however, is serving nicely as the doorstop to the lab" thinks the priest. The recent destruction of the lands of Felucca has brought numerous souls into the midst of the undead; it is with intense satisfaction that the priest recollects the recent fall of their enemies. The priest sends fourth missives to his minions throughout the land... The Harbingers of Light and their allies will soon taste of defeat once more. Let the land run red with their blood and the wind chill with the hopelessness of their fates.
Time boasts the greatest power of all, that of forgetting... everything is eventually lost in time; even the wandering events that have so drastically changed the form of this land are prey to the whims of time. Is it no wonder then that we have chosen our fates as we have?
May 10, 2000
With trepidation have we recently watched the decimation of Lord British's treasured realms. The final retreat of the despot king towards another realm has turned over the land to the forces of Darkness. It is with immense satisfaction that we do now watch the final end of all those who dared oppose Oblivion. The change of leadership and control within the realm has left Felucca, as our realm is now called in a somewhat vacuous state and devoid of direction. Towards the end of addressing this problem and opportunity, the Conclave of Darkness intends to pursue a number important directives that the council has ordained should come to pass. Heed thine senses well mortal, for though doom hath visited thee already once in overwhelming glory, now it is thine very life and existence that now hangs in the balance.
Older News
As mentioned above, forthcoming soon to these pages is a discourse on the lore of Oblivion and the deep rituals observed by the priesthood of Oblivion. To be included is a list of the High Priest's sermons and a presentation of a few of the more common rituals observed by the guild.
A foretelling of things to come happened recently when the city of Trinsic was overcome by the wrath of an army of undead... hardy warriors from all around were quick to attempt its rescue and all failed for many many days. In the end, a very large and significant battle seemed to route the undead. Yet one can only wonder what things were wrought in the city whilst the people of the land were cast out from their homes. I have had visions of an ultimate victory of Darkness and its taste has wetted my soul's hunger for more information. Beware those who follow the light... happenings such as these can only portend thine end...
Last week saw a strange apparition in front of the Church of Oblivion. Indeed, for the eight ghosts of the virtues did appear before the church and brought omen of things to come. The clergy was swift in its attacks against these perpetrators of false ideologies and vain hopes. It remains to be seen what their intentions are. We expect more visitations from them but cannot be sure as to the end they aim at. Suffice it to say that the forces of the night must needs be vigilant and persevere against foes that would seek to bring disharmony to that which unites the Night.
And so we breath this word of warning:
Beware. Beware ye who would dare stand in the way of Darkness. Her wrath is horrible and the end she brings about to her enemies unspeakable agony.
The clergy is pleased to welcome amongst its ranks Delgariath. Delgariath hails from an interesting background that will no doubt feed his wrath greatly. Oblivion is pleased.
Last eve's mass was a glorious success... visitors from abroad came to learn and fill their minds with the wisdom of Oblivion.
Indeed, Kail was most pleased when he left the church promising to come again with friends next time. The Darkness comes.
The night unfortunately ended with the Yew Militia coming fourth with all kinds of ridiculous accusations. They claimed to have seen us kidnap Kail. Weak mortals are expected to lapse like this from time to time. I tried to lead them in the right direction but it was difficult. The undead grow quickly restless when the scent of life is near. We still cannot find the remains of some of those who dared search the tower.
The day hath seemed overly long these last few moons. My servants tire at being forced to work in the heat of the sun. Tis perhaps a function of their mortality... not all are destined to the glories of Oblivion. I find it endlessly amusing to see them suffer at a task they do not know will destroy them.
Disturbing news hath come to us from the Halls of Aragothias. Indeed it seems the hallowed halls of the ancient have come under the scrutiny of an ancient greed.
The Dragonkin are about and their goals cannot be anything but nefarious to our own. We will put a stop to this. This must be stopped.
The Darkness will feast on them in the end. Nothing can stop the glorious end that will come to Britannia at the hands of Oblivion.
Blessed is the Darkness.
Progress on the Codex is going well... my minions have unearthed new segments of the Tome of Death in an old section of Covetous. We will be adding it to our library soon. *evil smile*
Sweet death it seems will come soon ... and perhaps after a fashion that will surprise some.