Post by Harkker on Aug 9, 2013 4:16:59 GMT
Title: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on May 02, 2007, 08:44:16 AM
(clears throat) tis a story of the origins of the valiant protector of Lomar Kyrian Hunter. Years back in the outskirts of Lomar was a settlement runned By the Knights Templar of Torm. That was the site of one of the deadliest battles in the bandit rinden teritories of the outskirts of Lomar. The Templars had a small walled setelment more lik a self contained community that lived life through the teaching of their Patron Torm. The Templars would do odd escort duties for merchants and pillgrims to safeguard from bandit and orc raids. This proved to be and anoyance to Count Adimar the Deathknight.(pauses and takes a drink of ale) Yes the Count had enough of this rabble (meaning the Templars) he rallied the Orcs and Bandits of the regions and gathered them under his banner(it was a large white skull on a x type shield--drinks a little more ale) and siege the Templar Stronghold (smahes fist on nearby table for effect) The Templars Numbering 20knights 2 priest 3 seargents 50 men at arms and about 40 serfs were no match for the army of 5000 strong(pauses for suspence drinks some more ale) The battle lasted nearly 2 days the walls been breached the Hovels on fire, and the remaining survivors were held up in the small keep.. 4 knights 1 priest and a hand full of serfs and men at arms My friend Kyrian was a lad of 12 at that time. As the horde was clamering down the last of the barakades all inside the small Keep were in payer asking for the Mercy of Torm. As the melee erupted in the main chamber the Knights and the few men able to fight were being pushed back from the doors the Priest casted His last Divine prayer to help hold the Line but to know availe a few raiders penetrated the chamber and sought to end the priests life as they charged him a young lad barely able to hold a sword let alone wield it stood defiantly before them screaming at the invaders that they willnot pass him(yes my friend Kyrian ) as the anslaught of death came crashing down on this lad a white light surounded him shielding him from said blows. Before these dumbfounded raiders the lad transformed into one of the Lords Avatars Flamingsword in hand he trashed at and leveled the Battle field those that could flee did those to frighten to move were smitted in there place. Count Adimar Fled with his lieutenants and the remaining survivors wer happy to be alive but remorsefull for all the loved ones they had lost. Once the smoke had cleared walking back pale as a ghost and covered in blood was a frightened 12 year old boy.. The priest and 2 surviving knights and the hand full of serfs were granted entry into Lomar were they raised this youg lad into the champion he is to day (and those who say nay should take my word because I was there) Kyrian Hunter Palladin to Torm now patrolls the Kingdom of Lomar to stop all evil dooers in their tracks.....(those are other stories) William Campbell herald
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on May 16, 2007, 11:46:18 PM
As i was washing up after ridding the cemetary just out of Alton of the ghoul mennace a vison appeared to me My Lord and Saviour Torm Telling me to Help out the Curch of Avar. Grin Grin He told me to embrace those teaching as well as the ones He has tought me.. So I am now also a follower to Avar may Evil now feel more fear Now I am doubly blessed....
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on June 11, 2007, 09:34:41 PM
A hush settles by the bar (as William finishes his draft ) Yes Kyrian that self rightious fool went on a tyrant rampage vs the forces of evil (puts hand up to signal another ale to the partender) yes my friend taught the naughty bugbears a good one last night he strode up to those gates of Lomaria and freed 5 slaves from torment . waves of bugbears slammed against him as he sheltered them from the assault( bartender slam the ale down beside William people jump) with sword aflame by the passions of Avar they fell by the dozens.. The five beaten to the inches of there lives by there bugbear masters were relieved that Kyrian was not a man of words but those of action he lead them to a gipsy camp where he temded to the wound and after adays rest and vital nurishment they were healthy enough to travel to Nibis to request citizenship in Lomar..( takes a big drink and looks around to not a dry eye in the place) the journey from the gipsy camp to the city of Nibis was routinely uneventful in short we have 5 more citizens and all is well... so I say to yee if you ever see Kyrian riding around and you need help feel free to ask him because he never hates helping and evil lurks in many shades...
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on August 08, 2007, 06:56:23 AM
In a bar in Lomar:: (Ragnar after his 30th drink screams ) Hey any of you tierd of those pompus fool in purple??(hush settles over the crowd and the minstrel stops playing) (William as he approaches) what say you friend dwarf what problem do you have with the men and women of Lomar in purple??(Ragnar placing his arms by his side like a whining wife) yeah well im tired of their pompus attitudes that there god is the best that they know what best for Lomar who is good and who is bad; who does the leader think he's Sante Clause?Huh (bar patrends start up a laugh as little dwarfs dances a jig) (William) Well my little friend The man as you say; Kyrian and the rest of his fine order help the King keep order in thsi fair land so all good people here can live safe and prosper...(Ragnar shaking his finger at William like a scolding teacher) That's all fine but the troubles we are now facing is probably cause by those self rightious fools stiking there noses outside the boundries of Lomar. As my dad always told me you go looking for trouble and sometimes troubles comes knocking. (William moving his cloak and revealing his Templar Surcoat ) you know little dwarf those with big mouths should watch who they are talking about and who they are talking in front of because sometimes word said can come back to haunt you also...(Ragnar jabs his right fist in the groin of the herald sending him sprawling to the floor)( Ragnar looking down and spits) those not looking for a fight should not flaunt thee colors in peoples faces....( two burly bouncers step in and move Ragnar out of the bar kicking and screaming) piss on all of you if you think im comming back here to spend me money( Ragnar storms off tankar in hand) (William is lifted up from bar floor by two buxton barmaids) *thinks to himself Kyrian was right chicks dig the purple*
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on December 10, 2007, 06:32:48 AM
(hands shaking Beer sloching he tries to compose himself) as my lord Requested I road with Lady Amanda for the past few nights as my lord deep in studys in the Avarian archives of arcane and religious works trying to discover what all these ingredients could be proecessed into do to the death of Prior Reslin. (Downs his tankard and orders another) Lady Amanda always seem sto remain in the shadows during the day and seems to fight the more Blood lustly during the eve..at one point i could have sworn she ripped out the throat of a bandit with her teeeth . but nay must have been the fact i got hit over the head that i could mistake such and action...(take a big gulp of beer) man this is geting tense. As I dropped of my lady this eve back to her Home in Glendale the Eyes of the Templar guards once Holy Avengers could sear a steak as they watched us ride towards there home.. As i Bid the lady adieu i could have swarn her teeth seemed a little long and she was licking her lips and that her touch stung me.. In a panic i waved good bye and road off in a hurry and here i sit. ... What is a servant suposed to do I hope my lord knows what is going on because i have not the nerve to tell him his beloved is becoming more a monster by the eve.....
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on December 16, 2007, 08:18:49 AM
(Now a recluse at the glendale in) My lord is beside himself. Ive never seen the man act this way in all my years of servituded.. He paces his home he ... he storms around Lomar herassing Alchemists.. He fears that the master do weakend still has his claws in Amanda... I fear not approach him after he had to fight off his on bride to see that he has now temperarely lost her to the dark side he does what he can to protect Lomar from her thirsts and whims... I fear he may loose his eternal soul to save his beloved...Blackness fills my hall way it s her she seeks to quiet me Avar Protect me keep her out...(voice from outside the room) can william come out to play(defenately female) ( manical laugh and a bar maid sreams then nothing darkness receeds) he must stop her before his love for her dooms us all......( rolls over with Avarian holy symbol cliched to his chest and wreath of garlic around neck)two ours to day break. rest is coming....
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on March 09, 2008, 07:16:30 PM
As my fathers Daughter I'm bound by his example to head out in this world of termoil and help all those who need it...My father is Missing and my Mystra is beside herself in guilt for what has befallen herself and my father...I seek now only answers and of what Avar deems my fate in this life i have to live...may i strive to Honnor my father and mother as I head into this world of Danger and make them proud.. Sahra Hunter
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on December 13, 2008, 08:19:08 AM
whith quill in hand by a late fire Will rights with his supper half aten as he watches his patron rest against a tree:Again this man has baffled me... I see a man of principels who wil stop at nothing to try to bring peace and ease to this Domain that would have none of it... it started in a church St Forsters i do beleive wher the outlaw Lunnadine met with my lord Kyrian and the Monks Chisel and Ren... they were discussing the waythe the Duke of Illium was making the sons of her assailants hate her and sending out to try to kill her... she still has visions of gradure that all be can be solved by trying to find some proof that the Slaads in Illium are evil and are plotting some evil... My lord unfortunately is giving her more leway then this would e traitor to Illium deserves ... Lunnadine uses the good graces of the other dukes and of the priests of Avar to shield herself from Kyrian's grip...as they where ideling chatting a belowess voice called them out of the church...as our would be champions stepped out they were greeted at the steps by the emissery of Gore who seeked the crown fo Dragons...not listening to reason thast are heroes did not have it and that Silvous Kinslayer possed it went off to inform his master that we were not forth coming with it andthat a assault on Lomar was necessary to persuade us to give it to him... the towns of portalton and jasper and the city of illium were hit by this attacks... Gore must have been geting tired of this useless violence and determind that he would just kill us in a duel...so in the cemtary in jasper the deal was struct that the riders of Lomar would do battle with Gore in the Arena of the Lord Enslaver..... as the heroes started on there way my lord Kyrian left us and sent me on with the others for he said he had a important and secret arrend to run.... as Chisel Lunna and Ren and myself arrived to the Arena we came to the sight of Kyrian standing over the stage that was to be our duel site absorbing what was the fight to come... the four prepared themselves to do battle....as i watched in the stands in sheer Horor as this gigantic creature appeared and the melee started i but noticed an epic battle neither side relinquishing there need for success as the smoke cleared from all the battle the once gicgantic threat laid dead at their feet....you could have heard a pin drop as the cheering fans were silenced by Kyrian casting some restoritive magics and revivng the dead creature... The dragon was confused at first but thenquickly figured out that Kyrian was not inteestedin his treasure but wanted peace with his brood and to once clear the fact that Kinslayer had the crown... the dragon was reluctant he tried to bribe his way out of the owed for his life but Kyrian held his ground..the Heroes did not hesitate in telling him that peace was the reward for there fight not trinkets at the mentioning of many items of legend i did see all the heroes ponder taking them and releasing the dragon of his vow ...even my lord was quite tempted...but calmer heads and privailed but the unstable peace earned this day with Gore and his Brood was a worthy accomplishment of even the most skilled statetsmen... after all is said and done Only the Monk Chisel had dificulties with my lord's actions.... and with that i put my quill down till our next ordeal...
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on May 02, 2007, 08:44:16 AM
(clears throat) tis a story of the origins of the valiant protector of Lomar Kyrian Hunter. Years back in the outskirts of Lomar was a settlement runned By the Knights Templar of Torm. That was the site of one of the deadliest battles in the bandit rinden teritories of the outskirts of Lomar. The Templars had a small walled setelment more lik a self contained community that lived life through the teaching of their Patron Torm. The Templars would do odd escort duties for merchants and pillgrims to safeguard from bandit and orc raids. This proved to be and anoyance to Count Adimar the Deathknight.(pauses and takes a drink of ale) Yes the Count had enough of this rabble (meaning the Templars) he rallied the Orcs and Bandits of the regions and gathered them under his banner(it was a large white skull on a x type shield--drinks a little more ale) and siege the Templar Stronghold (smahes fist on nearby table for effect) The Templars Numbering 20knights 2 priest 3 seargents 50 men at arms and about 40 serfs were no match for the army of 5000 strong(pauses for suspence drinks some more ale) The battle lasted nearly 2 days the walls been breached the Hovels on fire, and the remaining survivors were held up in the small keep.. 4 knights 1 priest and a hand full of serfs and men at arms My friend Kyrian was a lad of 12 at that time. As the horde was clamering down the last of the barakades all inside the small Keep were in payer asking for the Mercy of Torm. As the melee erupted in the main chamber the Knights and the few men able to fight were being pushed back from the doors the Priest casted His last Divine prayer to help hold the Line but to know availe a few raiders penetrated the chamber and sought to end the priests life as they charged him a young lad barely able to hold a sword let alone wield it stood defiantly before them screaming at the invaders that they willnot pass him(yes my friend Kyrian ) as the anslaught of death came crashing down on this lad a white light surounded him shielding him from said blows. Before these dumbfounded raiders the lad transformed into one of the Lords Avatars Flamingsword in hand he trashed at and leveled the Battle field those that could flee did those to frighten to move were smitted in there place. Count Adimar Fled with his lieutenants and the remaining survivors wer happy to be alive but remorsefull for all the loved ones they had lost. Once the smoke had cleared walking back pale as a ghost and covered in blood was a frightened 12 year old boy.. The priest and 2 surviving knights and the hand full of serfs were granted entry into Lomar were they raised this youg lad into the champion he is to day (and those who say nay should take my word because I was there) Kyrian Hunter Palladin to Torm now patrolls the Kingdom of Lomar to stop all evil dooers in their tracks.....(those are other stories) William Campbell herald
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on May 16, 2007, 11:46:18 PM
As i was washing up after ridding the cemetary just out of Alton of the ghoul mennace a vison appeared to me My Lord and Saviour Torm Telling me to Help out the Curch of Avar. Grin Grin He told me to embrace those teaching as well as the ones He has tought me.. So I am now also a follower to Avar may Evil now feel more fear Now I am doubly blessed....
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on June 11, 2007, 09:34:41 PM
A hush settles by the bar (as William finishes his draft ) Yes Kyrian that self rightious fool went on a tyrant rampage vs the forces of evil (puts hand up to signal another ale to the partender) yes my friend taught the naughty bugbears a good one last night he strode up to those gates of Lomaria and freed 5 slaves from torment . waves of bugbears slammed against him as he sheltered them from the assault( bartender slam the ale down beside William people jump) with sword aflame by the passions of Avar they fell by the dozens.. The five beaten to the inches of there lives by there bugbear masters were relieved that Kyrian was not a man of words but those of action he lead them to a gipsy camp where he temded to the wound and after adays rest and vital nurishment they were healthy enough to travel to Nibis to request citizenship in Lomar..( takes a big drink and looks around to not a dry eye in the place) the journey from the gipsy camp to the city of Nibis was routinely uneventful in short we have 5 more citizens and all is well... so I say to yee if you ever see Kyrian riding around and you need help feel free to ask him because he never hates helping and evil lurks in many shades...
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on August 08, 2007, 06:56:23 AM
In a bar in Lomar:: (Ragnar after his 30th drink screams ) Hey any of you tierd of those pompus fool in purple??(hush settles over the crowd and the minstrel stops playing) (William as he approaches) what say you friend dwarf what problem do you have with the men and women of Lomar in purple??(Ragnar placing his arms by his side like a whining wife) yeah well im tired of their pompus attitudes that there god is the best that they know what best for Lomar who is good and who is bad; who does the leader think he's Sante Clause?Huh (bar patrends start up a laugh as little dwarfs dances a jig) (William) Well my little friend The man as you say; Kyrian and the rest of his fine order help the King keep order in thsi fair land so all good people here can live safe and prosper...(Ragnar shaking his finger at William like a scolding teacher) That's all fine but the troubles we are now facing is probably cause by those self rightious fools stiking there noses outside the boundries of Lomar. As my dad always told me you go looking for trouble and sometimes troubles comes knocking. (William moving his cloak and revealing his Templar Surcoat ) you know little dwarf those with big mouths should watch who they are talking about and who they are talking in front of because sometimes word said can come back to haunt you also...(Ragnar jabs his right fist in the groin of the herald sending him sprawling to the floor)( Ragnar looking down and spits) those not looking for a fight should not flaunt thee colors in peoples faces....( two burly bouncers step in and move Ragnar out of the bar kicking and screaming) piss on all of you if you think im comming back here to spend me money( Ragnar storms off tankar in hand) (William is lifted up from bar floor by two buxton barmaids) *thinks to himself Kyrian was right chicks dig the purple*
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on December 10, 2007, 06:32:48 AM
(hands shaking Beer sloching he tries to compose himself) as my lord Requested I road with Lady Amanda for the past few nights as my lord deep in studys in the Avarian archives of arcane and religious works trying to discover what all these ingredients could be proecessed into do to the death of Prior Reslin. (Downs his tankard and orders another) Lady Amanda always seem sto remain in the shadows during the day and seems to fight the more Blood lustly during the eve..at one point i could have sworn she ripped out the throat of a bandit with her teeeth . but nay must have been the fact i got hit over the head that i could mistake such and action...(take a big gulp of beer) man this is geting tense. As I dropped of my lady this eve back to her Home in Glendale the Eyes of the Templar guards once Holy Avengers could sear a steak as they watched us ride towards there home.. As i Bid the lady adieu i could have swarn her teeth seemed a little long and she was licking her lips and that her touch stung me.. In a panic i waved good bye and road off in a hurry and here i sit. ... What is a servant suposed to do I hope my lord knows what is going on because i have not the nerve to tell him his beloved is becoming more a monster by the eve.....
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on December 16, 2007, 08:18:49 AM
(Now a recluse at the glendale in) My lord is beside himself. Ive never seen the man act this way in all my years of servituded.. He paces his home he ... he storms around Lomar herassing Alchemists.. He fears that the master do weakend still has his claws in Amanda... I fear not approach him after he had to fight off his on bride to see that he has now temperarely lost her to the dark side he does what he can to protect Lomar from her thirsts and whims... I fear he may loose his eternal soul to save his beloved...Blackness fills my hall way it s her she seeks to quiet me Avar Protect me keep her out...(voice from outside the room) can william come out to play(defenately female) ( manical laugh and a bar maid sreams then nothing darkness receeds) he must stop her before his love for her dooms us all......( rolls over with Avarian holy symbol cliched to his chest and wreath of garlic around neck)two ours to day break. rest is coming....
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on March 09, 2008, 07:16:30 PM
As my fathers Daughter I'm bound by his example to head out in this world of termoil and help all those who need it...My father is Missing and my Mystra is beside herself in guilt for what has befallen herself and my father...I seek now only answers and of what Avar deems my fate in this life i have to live...may i strive to Honnor my father and mother as I head into this world of Danger and make them proud.. Sahra Hunter
Title: Re: Chronicles of Kyrian Hunter by William Campbell herald
Post by: Kyrian Hunter on December 13, 2008, 08:19:08 AM
whith quill in hand by a late fire Will rights with his supper half aten as he watches his patron rest against a tree:Again this man has baffled me... I see a man of principels who wil stop at nothing to try to bring peace and ease to this Domain that would have none of it... it started in a church St Forsters i do beleive wher the outlaw Lunnadine met with my lord Kyrian and the Monks Chisel and Ren... they were discussing the waythe the Duke of Illium was making the sons of her assailants hate her and sending out to try to kill her... she still has visions of gradure that all be can be solved by trying to find some proof that the Slaads in Illium are evil and are plotting some evil... My lord unfortunately is giving her more leway then this would e traitor to Illium deserves ... Lunnadine uses the good graces of the other dukes and of the priests of Avar to shield herself from Kyrian's grip...as they where ideling chatting a belowess voice called them out of the church...as our would be champions stepped out they were greeted at the steps by the emissery of Gore who seeked the crown fo Dragons...not listening to reason thast are heroes did not have it and that Silvous Kinslayer possed it went off to inform his master that we were not forth coming with it andthat a assault on Lomar was necessary to persuade us to give it to him... the towns of portalton and jasper and the city of illium were hit by this attacks... Gore must have been geting tired of this useless violence and determind that he would just kill us in a duel...so in the cemtary in jasper the deal was struct that the riders of Lomar would do battle with Gore in the Arena of the Lord Enslaver..... as the heroes started on there way my lord Kyrian left us and sent me on with the others for he said he had a important and secret arrend to run.... as Chisel Lunna and Ren and myself arrived to the Arena we came to the sight of Kyrian standing over the stage that was to be our duel site absorbing what was the fight to come... the four prepared themselves to do battle....as i watched in the stands in sheer Horor as this gigantic creature appeared and the melee started i but noticed an epic battle neither side relinquishing there need for success as the smoke cleared from all the battle the once gicgantic threat laid dead at their feet....you could have heard a pin drop as the cheering fans were silenced by Kyrian casting some restoritive magics and revivng the dead creature... The dragon was confused at first but thenquickly figured out that Kyrian was not inteestedin his treasure but wanted peace with his brood and to once clear the fact that Kinslayer had the crown... the dragon was reluctant he tried to bribe his way out of the owed for his life but Kyrian held his ground..the Heroes did not hesitate in telling him that peace was the reward for there fight not trinkets at the mentioning of many items of legend i did see all the heroes ponder taking them and releasing the dragon of his vow ...even my lord was quite tempted...but calmer heads and privailed but the unstable peace earned this day with Gore and his Brood was a worthy accomplishment of even the most skilled statetsmen... after all is said and done Only the Monk Chisel had dificulties with my lord's actions.... and with that i put my quill down till our next ordeal...