IC Story- Growth and Development

Hutula · 06-10-06, 06:06 AM

A young man, tall and thin, with dark hair and darkly tanned skin stepped off a Magincian ship, onto the shore of the village of New Paws.

His orders were clear. Ensure that the Trade Union successfully purchased more property and prospected for as of yet undeveloped land. This small village, situated just south and around the ruins of the Village of Paws, was north of Trinsic. The land was a mixture of forest, sea coast and swamp.

The magincian looked around and saw ahead his first destination. A large mansion, seeming to rise from the ground, erected of clay and stone blocks, was built just outside the boundaries of the encroaching swamp lands. He appraoched and entered the large structure, and from a table just inside the hallway, took a set of scrolls. Marked with the seal of his employer, these would help in getting him around to the various sites of construction.

Just to the west construction on a large, recently acquired location was beginning. He passed on the approved plans to the working crew, and moved on north just into the swamp. The thick mud bubbled and popped around him, as he followed the thin path of grass and leaves. A smaller stone structure before him was being worked on by a large crew, moving iron bars and large stones block. This location he knew to be for a vault, safe keeping for his employer valuables.

Leaving here he returned to the coast, breathing in the sea air. This final location, though smaller, was his favorite. A simple open floor plan was set up here, and a small gathering of mages from Magincia were setting up tables and shelves of heavey tomes.. rune books, for places around the known worlds.

His first day of surveying complete, he acquired a horse from the ship that had brought him in, and made a few rounds through New Paws. This growing village had for some reason attracted his Magincian employers, some her knew, such as the open port it could easily be, free of the watchful eye of the Duchy or the Royal Guard, and other reason he was not so sure.

He rode west and south, down into Trinsic, admiring the sandstone City of Honor. He would be comfortable here, a proper city with proper lodgings. His work would continue through the coming days and weeks, as he helped the development of New Paws and its new inhabitants continue.

Hutula · 11-10-06, 03:50 AM

The lady cloaked in deep purples rose from her resting place, and walked into the meeting room adjacent her personal chambers. The day was late, and at her door was a visitor, a cousin. She had sensed the younger one as she approached her domain, the blood of this ones family line calling out to her.

They spoke briefly of recent events, the younger one detailing a recent encounter with those foolish mortals in Yew. It seems their prejudice had been unleashed on her mare, as she was walking through their lands. This was to be expected of course, they were clear of such behaviour in their so called "laws". But, that did not matter, this little assault provided an opportunity.

Smiling wickedly, they ventured together, deep into the woods of Yew, into the Crypt lands. It was not long before the shambling form of a skeleton appraoched them. After threats on their "lives", the woman in purple presented something irresistable... blood, lots and lots of blood. Vial after vial was presented to this creature, and he went for his Masters. They too were intrigued by this offerring.

The deal was simple.. harass the guards of Yew, direct as the eldest of the Undead present called it a "Soulhunt" against a member of the Guard. She did not know their names, but that did not matter. With enough goading the dark creature was able to think of one himself, Klion he said to her...

Meaningless, but perfect.

And so it would be done, blood for blood. How entertaining these creatures were, and so very useful. Offered a sacrifice, they would aid in what she needed. This would be valuable in the future... pushing the buttons and pulling the levers of the mortal world, with the strength of a hungry army, all while standing in the shadows.

But they offered more than just a tool. Insight. Insight into the long forgotten past, into the origins of the Undead... of all Undead kind... Her mind twisted with posibilities... there was much that could be learned from these creatures. And in turn, she would share with them.

The deal was made, the wheels of many plans set into motion.

She had begun and made her return.

Hutula · 13-10-06, 04:18 AM

The interior decoration of the Tavern please here immensely. Eriala had been granted a very healthy budget by the Trade Federation, the unkown patrons seeing her efforts as vital to the growth of their latest investment.

New Paws wise ripe with potential. Beyond the walls of the Duchy, just out of the reach of the law, it was open for trade and profit. A tavern in this place could invite and allow geusts of all walks of life, and Eriala could turn a large profit, with few limitations.

She knew her patrons were strange, shadowy, and much more than they appeared, but who cared? Not her. They payed well, and after years of saving to one day, maybe, if she was lucky, open her own tavern in some remote location they came to her with an offer.

She now stood before the fruits of her labour, and the prize for her agreement to cooperate.

Opening night was soon approaching, and the new sign had been hung. The Cats Lair.. a touch of the past for her bright and shining future.

The wine cellar in this particular tavern was her favorite spot, and she took note of how perfect it could be to rent out for romantic dinners for two, and other such things.

She finished her work in the tavern, and crossed over to the Rune Library. She was making her home here until arrangements for an Inn were completed. Her small cot was placed among piles of books, and she made herself comfortable.

Whoever these people were, hiding behind their immense wealth and trade, she liked them more and more each day.

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