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Correspondence 5
Good Ronan,
Has it really been five years since we last corresponded? Are you even in the same crystal sphere as I? Nevertheless, I could think of no one else with whom I would wish to share this exciting news.
I have created life, Ronan, true life. I call the newest construct an Ainvikell—animal-Kell. Do not doubt me in this; it is so much more than a simple golem. It is true flesh, not clay. It has organs as do you and I, but it is not one of those crude and gruesome so-called "flesh" golems either. No, I crafted and created each part individually with utmost care; I did not steal from the dead bodies of others as lesser creators do. In many ways, this Ainvikell, it exceeds our frail human bodies. I made its skeleton of adamantine, but its physical similarity to my older Kell ends there. I made its skin and organs from clay that I turned to flesh, as appropriate to each separate organ, one by one. (I have not yet determined a way to make hair grow, so for now, this creature's fur is of a permanent length, embedded in its skin.) The mild regenerative qualities that true golems have I have maintained, allowing me to construct my creations piece by piece without the ghastly use of stitching. My Ainvikell has no seams. Inspired by some of my earliest clockwork toys, my first Ainvikell is a silly round "animal" of my own design. It has two legs and a tail and locomotes by rolling, something that I have never seen in any natural animal, which is one of the reasons why I tried out the design. (I had also been remembering my wife and needed some humor.) I already have several blueprints for further designs. I almost giggle with glee—like when we were playing children together—at some of my Ainvikell ideas, and I cannot wait to show them to you. I am sure that you will laugh.
Notably, I have not entrapped the spirit of an elemental being in my creations; my creations live by a fusion of elemental essence with positive energy. (I would have to explain to you the details in person, as I do not have the space for it here.)
I do miss the companionship that we once shared, debating such hypothetical matters of the multiverse. The time passes too quickly. Perhaps you could find the means to visit Toril again. Surely, the danger has passed by now? ~"Rembas"

Session: 116th Game Session - Monday, Jul 27 2020 from 1:00 PM to 4:00 PM
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Correspondence 4
"Ronan",
How delightful it was to have you visit me on my new island, and how precious the memories will remain in my mind of our journey to Bral together! I cannot express how much it means to me that you have paused in your explorations to help me start afresh.
Since your departure only a few short days ago, I have stumbled upon the most incredible discovery. Within the caves where my Kell have been digging to create space for my planned subterranean abode, expanding from the sea cave that you found, my constructs found dark green crystals in vast quantities. Having read once about green gems being used in defensive towers along a trade route through the desert of the Empires of the Sands as a magical focus, on a whim, I tested the effects of casting simple magics upon the lodes. To my astonishment, the area that my spells could affect was expanded. If I recall correctly, such gems were mined exclusively from a single small mountain chain in southwest Faerûn. Was the name of the range Ombar? Omrar? If so, I have come upon not only a fortune—at a fitting time, since my life's savings are running low—but also a new component for my work.
Do I dare request so soon that you spare me another visit? Your knowledge of such things exceeds mine.
~"Rembas"

Session: 116th Game Session - Monday, Jul 27 2020 from 1:00 PM to 4:00 PM
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Correspondence 3
"Ronan", My Dear Friend,
After my last letter—and its languishing tone—I thought it kindest to reply with haste, lest you fear my death at mine own hands. I live, and, more, I intend to, henceforth, largely in part because of your wise and compassionate words to me. Have no further fears regarding the health of my mind. I still grieve—I suppose that I always shall—yet I have found new purpose in my work.
I erected a simple wooden shelter here on this island—which is truly a small paradise—and have unpacked my laboratory from my beached vessel and set up shop. I have created a new model of clockwork golem, an advanced nimblewright, but—I know it sounds arrogant—it is the finest specimen of this type that I have ever beheld. I call it a Kell, a word that I made up from the top of my head because of how it sounds to me.
My time in isolation has allowed me to ponder more deeply the theory within the several golem manuals that I own; I cannot help but feel that the priests of Gond who recorded these secrets were missing key information. There are limitations in wood, stone, and metal not present in flesh, and limitations in the latter not found in the former. (Nor will I ever attempt to create a vile homunculus again.) No, there must be a better way. I wish that I had the space to share my latest ideas with you, but you shall have to come visit me here. However, to assess my new ideas will require a great deal more research on my part, and such knowledge is obviously not to be found on my tiny island. I am going to have to begin traveling about—and I suspect that my destinations will take me beyond this plane. I suspect that you can aid me in this. Did your parents limit their travels to the material, or have they sailed through the Astral as well? In any case, I covet a visit. I include a token that will help you find my island. With your flying ship, I suspect that you will not be hindered in locating me. Please, do come. It has been too long.
I have rambled on about my work, and I feel that it has diluted the tone with which I opened this letter. I cannot express how much I valued your words to me. Truly, I thank you for a second life.
~"Bremas"

Session: 116th Game Session - Monday, Jul 27 2020 from 1:00 PM to 4:00 PM
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Correspondence 2
Friend,
If you have tried to reach me in these last several months, I am no longer on Lantan, nor do I have any plans to ever go back. I set sail into the ocean, with all my possessions, leaving nothing behind for anyone to remember me by. I left with no course, wholly at the mercy of Umberlee, but she thought it better to torment me with life and drove me to an isolated and uninhabited island. I am here alone, utterly alone.
How could she have done this to me? Was it my fault? Did she not see how desperately I wanted her dreams to come true as well? Did I ever treat her poorly? Did she forget about love? Did she ever love me at all?
I am a miserable excuse for a man right now, my friend. You would not even recognize me. I spend my days lying in the sand, until the sun burns my skin. At night, the rain soaks my clothes. I eat nothing. I pray each day that I will not wake the next morning, but the gods ignore my prayers, and another day always comes.
How did you go on? How were able to live again?
~Samber
Session: 116th Game Session - Monday, Jul 27 2020 from 1:00 PM to 4:00 PM
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Correspondence 1
Dearest Friend,
"Avilda and I send our condolences."
What a stupid and trite means of expressing what I truly feel, but there are no words, so I can simply write the standard ones. Language fails me. Life has failed you, has failed Yunoko, and so unfair it is. Where are the gods in this? Never have I met a woman as noble as Yunoko, and never have I known a man so good as you, Onran.
The last few days since I received the word, I have walked about in a daze. I cannot begin to fathom what you must be feeling in this time, and I truly wish that I could share in your grief if it could somehow bring you comfort.
If ever there was a time when I wished that we were not on the opposite sides of the planet, it is now.
If you need anything that I can provide, please do not hesitate to ask.
And, Onran, my true friend. Please be careful for yourself. Whoever did this may come after you as well.
~Samber
Session: 116th Game Session - Monday, Jul 27 2020 from 1:00 PM to 4:00 PM
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