Champions of the Sun

Tome of a Twilight, Volume I, Page 6
  • We arrived in Dajaz after Tempest suggested we hurry in that direction. He didn’t tell us what we’d find, just that we’d know when we saw it. There are actually several things in the city that caught my attention and I’m wondering which is the one the Sidereal wanted us to find. I know the others don’t trust him, but he saved more than just my life…how can I not trust him.
  • Dajaz turned out to be a demon infested city…the population hovering with about 20 to 30% demons hidden among the masses. They turn into their true selves at night and ravage the town and any outside their homes when it’s dark. The city is the Malfean version of a Shadowland….and I’m not exactly sure what we can do about it. Especially without hurting the innocent citizens.
  • We found a few folks in the town that gave us information, a fey, Oren… who’s trapped in the city but we aren’t sure why at this point. He was starving and trying to get out. He seemed like a decent enough person and I, after meeting my family, have begun to find it difficult to see the “enemies of creation” as such. On the street we ran into Taj…a second circle demon and the father to my Crimson Typhoon. I truly must be slipping, as I saw him more as a father and less as a demon…I actually felt terrible for taking his son from him and offered to let them spend time together. Strange, a few months ago, seeing a demon in that light…I would have thought I was going mad…and I suppose perhaps I am. I’m thankful Lok is here, I know that if I slip too far, he’ll pull me back.
  • We also ran into a demon blooded girl who seems pretty taken with Lok, she showed us around the town and gave us some important names to follow up on for information. Including Yusuf, the Nigh Watch Merc leader. We spoke with him and he and his men actually seems more like the town guards than they do a merc group, they’re trying to help the people from the demon attacks.
  • We went to investigate the Merchant Princes and encountered one of their body guards, a sorcerer named Kelia…turns out she doesn’t like her Prince very much. Cas and Eirik went to spy on him and drive him out of town…or at least that was what I though. When they returned Eirik had donned the man’s face…and clearly eaten his heart like he did that one guardsman when I first met him. I suppose I shouldn’t be upset or surprised, it is how the Lunar’s solve things, but I can’t help but feel like it’s needless violence. I know the merchant prince was probably a terrible person, probably deserved the fate he received, but seeing fey and other creatures in a different light has made me think that perhaps we can’t look at a person and truly judge them. Perhaps we were not meant to be the lawbringers….maybe that’s why we failed in the first age. With that thought in mind I spoke with Cas about talking to Gorol…maybe he could help her order the demons, bring peace to the city without a fight or bloodshed. Somehow make the demons and the humans live in peace. I suppose that was too tall an order as things didn’t exactly pan out how we would have liked. Perhaps we can find common ground with Gorol through the location of Autocathon…Gorol wants to wake the primordials, maybe finding the great maker will appease him.
An Unclaimed Note 6
rotting in the rubbish bin

We need to buy the shaper enough time to work her magic on this city, but it is going to be more than a challenge with a third of the city against us. I’m sure the jackal would enjoy the mayhem, but I’m worried about the other people who might get caught in the cross fire. If I lose control too, my friends won’t have the resources to expend to deal with both myself and the city.

It would be a relief to have full control of myself, I admit. But the alternative worries me more… if we can find a way for both halves to work together we can certainly accomplish more. If we could both be more open minded we could learn a lot, he has the experience that I lack but I think that very experience has made him jaded. Yes, there are a lot of terrible things going on in Creation (many which we have caused, whether in this life or a past one) that needs fixing, but I’ve seen so much good in Creation too, especially recently, I’m not ready to give up on it yet.

I have to find a way to convince myself that he is me otherwise I don’t know how long I can go on feeling this… violated. A strong word but there isn’t another that describes how I feel as accurately. I don’t like it, but I think we need each other if we are both going to avoid repeating past mistakes. He warned me that my raiton would be against certain decisions, as though that was a point against him, but from what I’ve seen my other self has a habit of disregarding our raiton’s opinions. I think that should change. Something certainly needs to if either one of us is going to be successful moving forward.

An Unclaimed Note 5
suffocated in the pages of an untouched tome

When facing a group not favorably inclined to you, possibly lead with the info that you did not, in fact, kill the sister of one of there members. Or that you’re researching a way to not be a creature of darkness tied to someone who does not care a shell for you. Those are better options than poisoning the mates of the ones you wish to ingratiate yourselves with. The “nurse” is admittedly bad at communicating, I am too, but still… I’m favorably inclined to her now since she can help my brother, though that wasn’t her intent, but I might hold a grudge over the poison for a while.

Luckily, my Raiton and the Jackal survived the ordeal and the Shaper’s sister is back among the living. She seems pleasant enough, mostly I am glad for my friend’s sake that she has the opportunity to know her family. It seems that they are worth the knowing.

My brother on the other hand seems hell bent on getting into some kind of trouble and doesn’t even have the courtesy to invite me along. It feels like nothing has changed from when we were kids, I’m tempted to sneak after him and join in the fun anyway…just like I did back then. I do understand why he wants to do it this way. I’m not completely unreasonable. (Though I can see how I could seem that way where he’s involved) While I have promised not to hinder him that doesn’t mean I can’t try to throw some help his way.

I’m always expecting trouble of one kind or another, but more particularly, I still know nothing about the ghost who told me where to find him. I trust my brother but the entire thing wreaks of trap, getting him out was too easy, and I DO NOT trust the thing that still claims my brother serves him. He has something planned I just wish I knew what it was.

I also don’t believe for a second that the Nurse’s old “friends” will let it slide that she has chosen to travel with us. As she herself has described them as cruel I very much doubt that they are the forgiving types, their sort usually don’t need much prompting to attack folks like us anyway. I really don’t trust that her hime will allow her to leave without a fuss. From my experience, those with the most power are the most loath to surrender one drop of it.

Tome of a Twilight, Volume I, Page 5
  • My circle and our companions headed North, guided by Seven Storms, to see if we could track down Serenity’s killer. Nothing proves easy in the Age of Sorrows and we arrived at the area that Seven Storms said Serenity was killed to find the Bull of the North and his troops fighting a Fey.
  • It was obvious that the Fey could potentially have some information for us so we began approaching the Bull…the Bull and Seven Storm’s caste marks flared and connected somehow and it was obvious they were mates. The Bull removed her helmet to reveal her identity and granted us an audience with the Fey.
  • The fey, White Wind Squall, did have information and we had to barter with Bull for the Fey’s safe passage to get it. The information she provided proved worth the bargain as we learned the killer’s appearance…an Abyssal woman who wears a white mask. She was headed due South when the fey last saw her. With Eirik’s help we tracked down an impression in the ice…an amulet the Abyssal who killed Serenity was wearing. I reconstructed the amulet and we were able to learn its purpose…to allow a creature of darkness the ability to go someplace that shielding against them. That left one place—Whitewall.
  • The Bull was nice enough to allow us all to stay at her camp, a pretty impressive mountain set up. I repaid her kindness by crafting her a provider/weather manse and molding the land to form new barbarians as well. I was also able to craft a few artifacts for the Bull and Seven Storms, including a pair of Solar/Lunar rings. Bull hosted a feast for us complete with sparring entertainment. I even worked up the nerve to spar Lok…and with the Red Typhoon’s help actually managed to land a good blow. The Maidens must have been with me for my blade has never been so quick. Lok was a gracious loser, kneeling before me, but as my Lunar his place isn’t at my feed, but rather by my side. So I sat on his knee to show him I though of us as equals…and he, well…he carried me off to bed.
  • The next morning we bid Bull and Seven Storms goodbye and headed to Whitewall to track the Abyssal. Upon our arrival Shae introduced us to Tamrik, the Captain of the Guard, who told us that the city is in the middle of an epidemic. He directed us to the city’s doctor and we went to their center hospital and spoke with an air aspect Dragon Blood, Mia, who serves as the city’s main caregiver. We learned that without Whitewall’s powerful healing magic from their manses most of the unexalted citizens in the city would already be dead or at least gotten sick. We agreed to help look into this and I suspect that the Abyssal is to blame…the coincidence is simple too strong. After some investigation work we tracked the issue to the city’s water supply and are headed to the aquaducts.
An Unclaimed Note 4
buried in rocks and snow

Our journey north to investigate the death of the shaper’s sister has been more fruitful than I honestly expected it to be, after such a long time in such a barren landscape. We have both my raiton and the bull to thank for that. We were expecting something closer to trouble from the bull, given their reputation, not the hospitality and friendship that we have received. I’m grateful. I like the bull and the sense of camaraderie shared between the people here. Their life is hard but they are making the most of it.

I’m happy that the bull has found companionship with an equal of sorts, it’s a shame for our diplomat though… She’s usually so cheery, it’s a shame that she’s hung so many of her hopes on an individual who doesn’t seem to exist at the moment.

Our hunt for the killer of the shaper’s sister has taken us to Whitewall. Hopefully we have beat them here and this illness that is plaguing the city is due to some other cause…Though I don’t know if that’s actually something to be wished for. On second thought it will be better if there is only one major threat facing the city and not two.

We really need to recruit a priest if we’re going to continue picking fights with creatures of darkness (or they with us). That might be our greatest challenge yet as they’ll need to be an especially open-minded priest in order to travel with us. Something they are not known for.

An Unclaimed Note 3
drowned in the sea

The situation we were expecting to be faced with at the first age city was both more and less complicated than we were expecting. I was anticipating more bloodshed, not that there wasn’t… I’m just surprised not to be a participant. We have the shaper to thank for some of that, I gather she broke some sway the fey had over the dragonkings, and the panther to thank for the rest as he hunted down all the fey while we were busy exploring. Though I worry at the ease with which he takes others lives, even fey. He didn’t know we had struck a deal with one of them, allowing her to leave, so I understand why he did it, but still… she was fleeing. I’ve come to expect such brutality from spirits but I had hoped that we “chosen” could be better than that. Though I’m probably naive to think so.

The panther has left our company so he’ll have to be a worry for another day. It’s for the best as he wasn’t a good fit for our, this is an understatement, eclectic group. Fortunately? Due to the shaper’s unique heritage she was still able to honor our agreement with the one fey. Apparently bringing one back to life is not something even the best of healer’s should be able to do…

In the meantime, I have finally met the shaper’s mysterious “friend”. I’m not sure why I’m hesitant to trust him in spite of the aid he has given to at least two of my companions. I might be allowing a certain raiton’s distaste for an entire class of people affect my own opinion a little too much. It’s usually better to proceed cautiously than not, but it the meddler did bring an important message to the shaper. It was also at his prompting that we went to the city in the first place, if the fey had accomplished what they set out to do I expect it would have been very very bad.

So, in spite of my reservations we’ve left the meddler, along with my brother, to guard the city while we travel west again to respond to the missive. I sympathize with the shaper, receiving news she had lost a sister she didn’t even know she had. My brother has always given me strength, losing him was terrible, but holding on to the hope of finding him again gave me a different kind of strength. I can’t imagine not even knowing he existed until it was too late. That would be terrible in a different way… By all accounts her sister was a lovely person too. To the point where even defender of creation, who should be her natural enemy, has come to mourn her.

At least the shaper has been able to meet her brother, I hope he is worthy of the title for her sake and that they may be able to comfort each other.

We are setting out to try an discover who might have done this to the sister with some additions to the party. The diplomat may have found what she had finally given up looking for. While my raiton seems to have found himself a disciple whether he likes it or not. He certainly seems to be exasperated, though I’m amused, and it’s difficult to say no to the company of someone who saved your lives. That was her plan after all.

I’ve been pestering the diplomat for stories while we’re traveling. While I’m excited to finally be learning more about our unique inheritances, I’m also looking forward to returning to the first age city and hunting down more information. Since it was the first city devoted to Him I can hopefully find some different information there.

Tome of a Twilight, Volume I, Page 4
  • We arrived at Rathess and climbed our way through the spiked tree tunnel to get into the city…I guess I need to spend a bit less time crafting and a bit more time practicing my balance as I almost took a spill—right into a thorn pit. Thank the incarne Lok was there, he reached out and caught me and carried me the rest of the way into the city so I wouldn’t slip again. He didn’t seem to be upset, but I can’t help but think he’s both bored and bothered by me. It seems, lately, that all I do is craft…which I know is grueling tiresome to him…and then I go and slip, like a simpleton…I imagine I’m not quite what he had in mind for his Solar. That’s something I need to work on…being more capable for him.
  • There were three manses still working, although in need of repair, in the city. We started to move out to sweep the city and have a look at the manses, but Panther said he would take care of any Fey and ran off before we could really say much to him. I was worried he’d get himself hurt, but the other Lunars didn’t seem to think it was a big deal so I let it go.
  • First manse we came to was a beautiful library with a plethora of still in tact books and manuals…cannot wait to get to spend more time sorting through these. But before I could even pick one of the books up, Shae called us all over to point out that a Fey was also perusing the books. We chatted with her a bit and tried to decide on if we should let her go or not…she hadn’t really done anything wrong yet, although she was talking about finding info on a very dangerous being, but that alone doesn’t justify her destruction. Imagine if a Dragon Blooded wanted to kill me if all I wanted to do was read history on some of the destructive first age solars…I just couldn’t bring myself to do anything other than let her go. She did agree to leave, not tell the other fey in the city of us, and leave peacefully if we let her go peacefully…very hard to argue with that, so off she went.
  • We made our way to another one of the manses, it had a defense system that was active and appeared to have been manually set. We could only assume that it was the fey currently in unknown locations in the city. We moved on to the final manse, a Sidereal observatory, quite beautiful really…although the bodies that Panther left behind dimmed its appeal. Turns out the other Lunars were right not to worry about his well being, he dispatched the two fey who were messing with the manse quite easily it seemed. Realizing we needed an expert on the manse I prayed to a spirit to find Tempest. While waiting for Tempest to arrive we found Panther…who had killed the fey girl I gave my word to that she could leave peacefully. I was rather upset, I think justifiably so, that first he ran off without so much as a backward glance and secondly for killing a creature that I know for certain did not engage him in hostilities first—which means he was the first to start the violence, something I’m very opposed to. This wasn’t self defense. This wasn’t justice. It was murder. Needless to say I let Panther know what I thought of the situation and what I thought his sifu would think of the situation. I suppose in hind sight aggressing a Lunar in that manner, especially one more powerful than me and who I know is prone to violence, wasn’t the best idea. I simply couldn’t help myself, I had to call him on his ill behavior. Lok had to step in again, and stand up for me as Panther all but charged me. Lok told him to walk away and Panther left. I doubt we’ll see him again…and if we do, I can’t imagine it will be on the best of terms.
  • I used my medicine charms to bring the Fey back…which shouldn’t have worked. I’m not sure why I tried it, other than I felt compelled to since I made a promise to her…something that would soon make sense to me.
  • Tempest showed up, agreed to watch the manse with Black Sun Prince helping to stand guard and also delivered some news…a letter that claimed I had a sister and that she was dead, initials of C.T. requested that I come “home”. I didn’t believe the letter, but couldn’t turn my back on the possibility…curiosity undermining my wisdom as usual, so we made our way to the location Tempest gave us…a place called High Tide Castle.
  • It turns out it wasn’t a trap. My half brother, Chaos Typhoon, is a full fey and leader for the Pearl Court. My half sister, Storms Eye Serenity, also a full fey, was…from what we can tell, murdered in the North. Typhoon told me of our father, an Ishvara, and he and I spend the night discussing my sister. I hope talking about her, letting me get to know her through his eyes, eased some of his grief. He may be a fey, but I couldn’t help the sadness that pulled at my heart to know how upset he was. I may not know him, and it might still be a trap, but I couldn’t turn my back on the swell of compassion I had for him. And if I’m honest to these pages…I’ll admit…he felt like home.
  • With the information Typhoon provided about my heritage the earlier medicine magic working on the fey made sense. If I’m half fey, daughter of an Ishvara, then just like a fey I’m bound by my promises…and since I had promised the fey she could leave unharmed my charms worked to make that promise a reality. I now must think about all the previous promises I’ve made in a new light, for they hold a much heavier weight on my heart than I had once thought. I can’t think of anything that would get me or the group in trouble, but I’ll need to be careful in the future of my words. Like an Eclipse I’m well and truly bound by my promises, but unlike an Eclipse, the binding is simply done with words and not essence.
  • Lok spent the night close by while Typhoon and I got to know one another and the following morning he introduced us to another Lunar, Seven Storms Fury. Storms had actually known my sister and agreed to travel with us North to see what we could uncover about her death. Typhoon told me he was going to deliver the news of our sister to our father…the Ishvara….and I must admit, I’m gravely worried how he’ll take the news.
  • After the funeral we all left for the North, including a new addition aside from the Seven Storms. Cas and Eirik seemed to have picked up a follower…a fey, Ravenstead, who seems to idolize Eirik.
An Unclaimed Note 2
torn and scattered like sand on the wind

This past fortnight it has been encouraging to see how a diverse group of people can actually work together. How are they able to function as a cohesive whole while still judging each person according to their individual merits? So, this is what life can be like outside of the West. I wonder if that holds true elsewhere or if Lookshy is just that special? I want to see the world even more now and discover the answer for myself.

We are currently en route to an ancient city of the dragon kings to fulfill a mission for our newly met kindred sun. I confess to a great curiosity about her home city, some day I will go there and learn more about the Unconquered Sun as well as his chosen exalted of old. In the mean time I might tire her with all of the questions I would like to ask.

But first, the ancient city. A moonless sifu, lover of alliteration, informed us that it was recently taken over by fairfolk who have reactivated a shield around the city. So our first step will be getting in. Luckily, that cunning old sifu also told us of a way in and is sending a surly panther along with us to help with whatever may happen after getting into the city. Something violent, I’m guessing.

I finally found the courage to confess my secrets to the raiton. To be honest I suspected that he already knew more than he was letting on but I was unsure as to why he was keeping it to himself. There was nothing tying us together any more, my old self saw to that, but still he gave me the courage to open up to the rest of our circle too. I am relieved. I seriously underestimated each and every one of them. They won’t let me struggle through this on my own, and should the worst happen… well, I am confident that they will do what must be done.

Tome of a Twilight, Volume I, Page 3

Crafting Notes

  • made 81 artifacts for Lookshy, 27 airships, 54 warstriders
  • crafted 2 sets of the Solar/Lunar rings
  • made slayer khatars
  • crafted Royal warstrider + 2 weapons for Bronze Dragon
  • crafted two additional essence cannons for our ship
  • for the silver pact
    • one moonsilver royal warstrider
    • 5 medium moonsilver armors
    • 5 heavy moonsilver armors

      Daily Notes
  • I spoke with several Dragon Blooded about the crafting needs for Lookshy, they were surprisingly polite and appreciative…and, well…maybe Zale was right, maybe it’s just the realm I should hate, not the dragons themselves.
  • I was able to craft Lookshy a substantial amount of artifacts and in order to ensure they used The Bronze Dragon to his full extent offered to give them the artifacts that technically I owned in exchange for letting Broderick have command over them. I know they would have preferred the gift wholesale, but I can’t turn a blind eye to how inefficiently they were going to use them. Plus, well…it makes me feel slightly better that Lookshy would owe me a favor, say…if the Realm decided to attempt to capture me again.
  • And thankfully my Sidereal buddy sent us an Eclipse caste, Shae, who helped with the Lookshy contract, very thankful for that. I know the others are very leery of my starry advisor, but I can’t help but believe he’s on my side.
  • while all that was going on Cas had the genius idea to have Eirik root out any spies Lookshy might have, and he found quite a few….very scary, and I’m very glad she thought to have him look
  • I was also able to craft quite a few things for us while at Lookshy, due in no small part to the people’s prayers, and thankfully since I was crafting several things very much out of my power range Lookshy was there to offer essence cannon support for the Feys who pulled themselves from the wyld pocket I was using. And after all crafting was done I pulled the pocket into a demanse…something I think I’ll be doing from now on, making the pockets into demanses
  • I provided a pair of artifact rings to Cas if she wants to use them with Eirik and I made a pair for Lok and I. Who has stood faithfully by my side in the 7 days of crafting…poor guy, I know he was bored to tears, but he still stayed with me. Quite the task I imagine as I all but ignored him with how diligently I worked. I was even too tired at night to do anything more than snuggle against him in sleep. I’ve not really had any closeness to a person before and it’s rather soothing to have Lok with me. I planned a whole speech for when I let him see the rings, but he rather surprised me by simply taking the Orchalcum one and immediately putting it on his finger. He seemed humored by failed wooing attempt and wasn’t put off by my lack of experience with intimacy, hopefully he didn’t find the kiss we shared disappointing…I know it was far from that for me.
  • After the week of crafting we decided to take an extra day in the city to recoup since I was both physically and mentally exhausted from the constant crafting. We had more time to get to know Shae a bit and discovered that she’s on a quest to find her Lunar mate. I certainly hope we can help her with that as I know she was rather disheartened to see both Cas and I at peace with ours.
  • Cas discussed with Lok and I what really happened in Malfeas…turns out my hypothesis that Cas’ former self had a deal with the demons was spot on…Cas may not have known about it at the time, but Eirik did and admitted to covering the truth up. It seems that Lok held him at no fault for his actions since they were to protect his Solar and while I was rather unhappy with his deception I can’t fault him for his loyalty to Cas, to do so would be disrespectful to the Lunar culture…but I am going to be salty to him for a full 24 hours to make sure he knows I didn’t appreciate it.
  • Shae shared that she wants our help with the city of Rathess and we agreed, Lok mentioned we could see a member of the Silver Pact on our way and since I had some armor for them I readily agreed.
  • We met the Time Tempered Terrapin and the Obsidian Panther, who Shae seemed rather taken by. We had a pleasant dinner and learned that Rathess had been taken over by Fey. I suggested that Panther join us to make sure our group was more protected against the Fey and he was told by his Sifu Terrapin to do so. It seems, for whatever reason, that Panther wasn’t keen to join us of his own accord. Perhaps he has the same viewpoint on Solars as Eirik did? But as I can know see Eirik donning the Orchalcum ring I made I know his mind has been changed…and I can’t help but believe if Panther dislikes Solars that we can change his mind too…and with how Shae is watching him, hopefully we can change his mind soon.
Agreement with Lookshy
  • Freya Taj has ownership of the 27 airships and 54 warstriders she crafted for Lookshy
  • she will loan them exclusively to Lookshy for their use in defense of the city
  • Bronze Dragons Resolve will be in command of my legion
  • 15 success contract

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