Behind the Salandran recovery wing three graves with fresh dirt pile upon them holding within the fallen, no mark left as to who did lay beneath the soil and no sorrow felt or tear shed for those who lay below.

Death, inevitable Death.
So now You come to show Your world,
Hence the blackened cloak – unfurled.
And peering down upon my form
– Bereft of pity – Your eyes of storm.

Death, inexorable Death.
‘When? ’ The only question out of Thee.
My dream retorts 'But ne’er for me! ’
But now awake, I bid you so –
My giving tears cry ‘Where to go? ’

Death, adamant Death.
You cast Your spell and guide me 'way,
For life and I have had our day.
And what of me? I prey You, tell!
Be glorious in Heaven or gnarled in Hell?

Death, ineluctable Death.
Oh wiry ghoul, I'm here to follow –
I leave my body grey and shallow.
‘Come! ’ You bid in thund’ring tones,
‘Beg farewell to shattered bones.’


// on an occ note, below there was some confusion about how valkin was returned to life, a apologize to tormy and others if i seemed a little aggressive in any of my post, i was just confused and frustrated about the incident, i look forward to RP of any kind and this was fun to resolve icly despite my "protest" recent pvp incidents had fueled a little fire and all is well. I hope that everyone can RP death and returning in a way that make sense instead of just coming back to life its just more fun and more RP, and all use of pnp spells are approved and overseen by the staff. thx for all involved in the rp and thx for tormak pulling me up on it.

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//Uh, I want to know how you three just magically come back from the dead. Thanks.

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Korthan Isharnos - Dragon Shaman of Thunder Spirit Zamasham

// Niciiven did scy me find us and dig us up as Niciiven was instructed to take note of any per-longed absences from tarkuul and locate me should i tarry long. ?


i removed all my ranting as i don't want and issues with you Tormak, but really at least i have in-game contingency such as the above in place as apposed to re-spawn and keep playing.

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//Yes, I suppose the Salandran Templar are fine with people wandering up and digging up bodies in their graveyards, right? No, they are not. You also now need to define a "prolonged absence", obtain approval vfor a PnP spell, perform the spell as it actually exists

Somehow I doubt 10 feet is enough for you to determine that they're specifially in the Salandran Templar'as graveyard. More likely you just see dirt for the most part given they're buried underground, if you see anything at all.

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Korthan Isharnos - Dragon Shaman of Thunder Spirit Zamasham

// ok.. so ill scratch that for now and just come back to life as normal like everyone else dose ? i hit respawn dose that count ....

i mean if i had not bothered to RP and never posted anything at all i could have just kept playing like everyone else dose, i feel like i am being persecuted for RP >.< seems... weird.

So what now, do i stay dead till someone finds me icly through an acceptable way ?

i can come up with something more of a rp story i guess it be fun, but all in the same half the server just hits respawn after pvp or PVE and there is never any problem raised.

i guess i can set an example and stay dead for a bit....

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*breathes*

ok.

so what can i do.

Should Niciiven post a message to you regarding the IC use of a pnp spells or should i do it another way.

i honestly don't know what to do.. ( I KNOW THAT I SHOULD RP ALWAYS REGARDLESS OF HOW OTHERS MIGHT DO THINGS, and everyone else should do the same.)

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*Niciiven notices Valkin absence, going to the library with the aid of Havok she scys his location, dagger at her lip she frowns discerning his location proves difficult, blame laid to havok whom cowers hearing her snarls, flakes of skin from his scalp disorientate the water, intensifying the pull to Valkins location, becoming slightly frantic and in raged she lashes out at Havok, shattering two of the constructs ribs, hissing again she motions for him to drop in a strand of his hair, upon doing so the pool ripples leaning in she attempts to discern his location*

// can I have use of this pnp spell approved please? as she his frantic to find the location of her master

//Alright.

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Korthan Isharnos - Dragon Shaman of Thunder Spirit Zamasham

*Peering on to the mirrored surface, ripples of magic shuddering the vision, leaning closer she sees turned dirt in rectangular shapes headstones of twelve graves.

"This is the place" She speaks fiery eyes darting to the graves surroundings, seeking something that will pin point his location, a neat line of graves fills the vision, headstones visible but names on them unreadable, sighing clearly hoping for more point, taking a quill and parchment she sketches the way the graves sit in the ground 12 in sight and the base of a tree edges the mirror, adding in the nearby tree she folds the parchment and notes the graveyards she knows of.

in her private chambers she readies her self taking extream caution, a wet cloth taking off the dark kohl that lines her eyes replacing it with more subtle colours, she also visits kampo's and temporarily dyes her hair to a neutral mousy brown, combing her fingers through it she scowls hating to have to resort to such measures, but with good reason, knowing full well that if she'd used too much magic to conceal herself, any guards spotting her would know, opening her dresser she dons a robe of deep earth brown, one which she'd used on countless occasions when digging up fresh corpses for her anatomy lessons disguised as a Kelemvor Priestess, pulling on a think traveling cloak and hood she turns to a full length mirror, shifting her composure slightly and adjusting the robe she picks up her pack and portals to Wiltun.

Her drawing an inch from her nose she surveys the Wiltun grave yard and sighs, crossing it off her list she walks back to wiltun gates and boats to the Monolith, invisible she walks into the portal taking her to south Cordor, Moribund next on her list she hides against a stone wall and drops her invisibility, striding to the ferry man, hastily dropping crowns into his hand she steps into the boat then out pacing up a slight slope to the gates of Moribund again the graves seem unfamiliar and not match the drawing.



Portaling to the Trivium, through the league of travelers and out the gates of Bendir dale, Benwick graves next on her list then the graves in Kohligen, either way she will find the match soon.

The cart ride to Kampo's is bumpy, drawing open in her lap as she checks details glancing at her surroundings, the boat ride to Benwick leaves her stomach churning, anticipation in her chest, drawing in a quick breath she steps off the boat and paces quietly to the Temple, feeling naked with out her protective magics she walks on, rounding the back of the temple she spots the tree base instantly, graves aligning like those of the drawing, then the turned earth, glancing around to ensure no prying eyes see her, she whispers a spell, an earth elemental shudders then rises from the ground.

"Remove the earth in these graves" she whispers softly, watching and growing impatient, she continues to keep and eye out for any passers by, staying by the temples side, she glances over her shoulder to the elemental, the earth from the graves removed, she turns motioning the creature to drag out the bodies, spotting Valkin's among the three buried, she ponder for a moment at the other bodies noticing one stout gnome, having once seen him attend a lecture, the other unknown to her, her time running short she seizes all three by the wrists, motioning with haste that the dirt be placed back into the graves, hurried she fears being caught, a spell of timestop at ready should she be noticed, once the dirt is as close as it was, she portals to tarkuul dismissing the summon with a hand wave that vanishes.



Immediately summoning Havok her bone golem, slightly short of breath, she snaps at him to pick up the bodies and strides out the Castle doors across the sands of the City and into the Temple of Velsharoon, the bodies lay in a row the obsidian gem in valkin's ruined eye socket winking at her in the candle light, sighing she reads a scroll over Valkin's body, nearly mauling her bottom lip waiting for him to gasp for breath, he wheezes a raspy sound.

//I hope that fills all details needed if not please let me know, thanks

*Gasping for air valkin reaches out, his face with a look of shock and horror, then collapses to the ground, his breathing shallow and raspy, his flesh however pale seems to gain some color and his chest rises and falls slowly*

Time seems to pass slowly as valkin falls into the land of dreams, the horrors of his life and death echo in his dreams.

"No father i can do it give me another chance..."

A back hand lands across small boys face.." No you pathetic worm, you are nothing you disgrace the Mulgin name, i will give no more favor"

"I can do it father, please send me to the academy i will pass the trials this time i just need more time to study"

"No you are weak, and only worthy of slave-hood, i shall see your name stricken from memory and you cast into the pits before you disgrace our name further, get out of my sight"

A small boy walks out of a study room his head lowered, tears streaming down his face, " I will learn magic, i will, ill be the most powerful arcanist that ever lived, i'll show him good"

The dream swirls and ripples at time moves quickly... A young man stands in a dark hall, dressed in black robes and hooded, he points towards a circle of summoning and mutters arcane incantations, an a great beast appears before him, it opens maw, bearing horrid teeth that glimmer in the candle light, it's eyes show wicked intent.

" You dare summon me mortal" The voice echos in the dark hall. " yes, oh great Balmortis, i seek power i seek greatness an i desire it so that i would bargain with you for such"

The room grows darker still, and the demons maw shapes into a macabre grin, and the demon speaks " Such a patch of blood and service can be devised should you accept my terms"

The dream swirls again and forms to show a young man in chains, his skin bare and riddled with the scares of many lashings, tho his eyes filled with determination yet his cries, like a boy for fear of his life, above him the swirling vortex of the abyss an all manner of demon about.... the whips crashes down again and the young man collapses to the ground and darkness comes again.

In the temple of the Vanted Valkin lays his chest rises and falls slowly, yet his face beads with sweat, tho deep within his dream a new setting forms, a visage of a man in crimson robes, standing on a mountain peak below him a horde of demons charge at devils and valkin's spell and commands rain down on the devils, behind him the towering demon balmotis stands his dark eyes fixed on valkin.

Yet again the dream shifts, a dark man forged by fire and whip stands looming over a bed, in his hand a dagger, in his eyes furry and determination. "father," he gently shakes a elderly man in his bed, "father it's me, your son valkin i yet live, and i return to show you that i am worthy of the name mulgin," the Man stirs blinking as if he can not believe his eyes, suddenly he notices the dagger in valkin's hands and goes to shout out, but valkin's strong hand cups over his mouth, and he jumps on his father pushing him down.

"Its not me thats not worthy of the name Mugin father, its you its you dam it you" taking the dagger he plunges it into his fathers chest and stabs him over and over in a wild rage, until blood covers him, his father nothing but a mangled remains, a man steps from the shadows with a wicked grin,. valkin turns .. ahh Bamlmorits " It is done valkin, you have what you desired and i have what i desire," The demon hands him papers "these will ensure you gain patronage and your familly noble title returned, as well as entrance into the Thayan acadamys, Tho know that i have proof of your treachery and your service to me shall never end.." The demon chuckles and snatches the dagger from valkins hand, "for your fathers soul belongs to me and shall remain bound so long as you do as i desire"

Shaking valkin awakes in the temple of Vaunted, his body coated in sweat and his face displaying all the rage of a mad man... he stands slowly, as if wounded, and limps over to a chair, sitting slowly he shouts out..

" I Live again...." he chuckles out loud... "a lesson has been learnt, an such never again will i fall for foolish whims of anger."


// if i could get the ok as well that all the above took place that be sweet thx

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