Shevinu's Notes in Colonial
This is how Shevinu's Notes appear to Cyrus, because he is able to read Colonial.
Contents
Front Page
The front page is written in the unknown language, the last phrase written in what appears to be blood.
Page 1
The first page of the notes reads as if it is an introduction, ending with something written in the unknown language. The last line contains the same words that are written in blood on the front page.
In Colonial:
Commanders and comrades, may this report, humble as it may be, serve to us a field guide concerning a plot of the most insidious breed, in place against the Shadow in the North, praise his name!
A binding of unholy nature, and conspiracy to establish an impossible leader; Aradil the Whore has designs at power and influence over Eredane’s entirety. This feeble group holds the spark that will ignite a wildfire over the plains of Erenland, drawing in foul allies of the copse and crag, holding aloft a weapon of vast devastation. The hordes of orc and men still loyal to our cause may be laid waste if swift action fails to corrode the marrow of this cabal. His loyal instigant has accomplished much to corrupt their purity, but more remains for the future.
The Shadow calls me to a task that will effect the fall of another chief dwarven hold, and from the midst of the rebel fiends I steal away. The leadership of the hold will feed our siege, and internal plots against one another will terminate all hope once held for un-fay salvation by those who bear the Dastardly Scroll of Prophecy. Our holy work will manifest power for loyal dominions and shackle the maxims once held in trust by those with failing ends.
Page 2
In Colonial:
Quarrion
Wiry frame, black hair, unusual jowls for an elf. Tends to dress in warm drapery. Personality - Chaotic and rash, though powerful enough to reinforce his reckless attitude. Has an uncanny knack for using those around him as stepping stones on the path to safety, and will put others in danger without pause. Can be counted on to be unpredictable and overly proud. Magics tend to focus on deadly fire. Fate unknown, presumed killed by a demon. If alive, his service would be greatly desired in our ranks.
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In Colonial:
He is known to the Whore Queen, as he was her chosen one to carry the scroll. It is possible that she will seek him out again, perhaps giving away his location, if he survived.
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In Colonial:
Danning Valendor
Bodyguard and servant of Quarrion. Ostensibly a mere lackey, though most likely a more significant bond between the two elves existed. May be the key to finding and using the more powerful of the two elves, if he survived.
Slight in stature, given his duties. Face holds a hard look, with more grey skin than most of the Caraheen. Scar above his left eye. Has a pathetic tendency to attempt to communicate by staying still and saying nothing.
Personality - Cocky but cautious. Over-sure of his own wisdom, Danning will boldly enter unknown danger when confronted with a familiar environment or when confident in his limited knowledge. However, when sensing a trap or apparent danger, his ample cowardice shows through. Rarely takes risks intentionally.
Trick him into thinking he occupies a position of advantage in order to lay a trap for him. His desire for tactical superiority, especially from high ground, can be used.
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In Colonial:
Clearly a promising candidate for service to Izrador – will follow blindly any path simple enough for him to grasp. An easy pawn.
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Page 6
In Colonial:
Enregard Brewer
Large dornish oaf with a look of poor breeding. His loud mouth has ensured an end to the smuggling and illegalities taking place under his uncle’s brewery. Reports indicate their torture and eventual betrayal of the rest of the townsfolk. Enregard himself is currently serving as a slave to an orc named Gorsgk, in the far north, after his cowardice separated him from the rest of the Scrollbearers.
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In Colonial:
Lola
Athletic Erenlander girl with rather unkempt, long auburn hair. Continues to wear the immodest doe skins of youth, likely due to immaturity or innocence. Appears very lean and bronzed, almost rangy and infertile by most human standards.
Personality - Timid but dangerous. Lola seems relatively helpless, but has the potential to be the most powerful of the Scrollbearers.
Suffers from indecisiveness and acute fear of vulnerability. Presented with an obvious lure, she will leap at the easy choice, but freezes up when confronted with multiple options or ambiguous decisions. Split from the group, she is but a fawn.
Shackled and stripped bare she is still quite dangerous, but mentally, helpless and afraid. Spread the rumor amongst the goblins that her attire is lined with gems and magic trinkets – their greed will result in Lola’s horror, and her easy defeat.
Touch not her ring! The magic that flows through it allows her to be easily spied upon, and ensures that the Scrollbearers can never remain hidden.
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In Colonial:
Easily manipulated by those around her, it is a wonder her friends do not simply use her as a pack animal or to satisfy their base appetites. Her loyalty to her allies is remarkable, especially considering how deeply she had been betrayed in the past. Well-placed influence from our more subtle agents should alleviate this problem and turn her against them.
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Page 9
In Colonial:
Mosgrim
Bald, beardless dwarf, covered with tattoos. Chest skin has been flayed, leaving a large bed of scars. Many piercings.
Personality – Deceptive, rash, and violent. Can be trusted to be discrete with knowledge that undermines the security of the Scrollbearers. Extremely dangerous when confronted with orcs. Presented with a familiar face or ample ale, he could be useful in service to Izrador, but only covertly or as a pawn. His tremendous hatred for orcs is unfailing and uncompromising, making the likelihood of him knowingly serving our lord very slim.
Primary figure wanted for the death of Comodos and Dumass.
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In Colonial:
Fate unknown. Claimed to have left the Scrollbearers to bring word to Steelguard. His skills at deception are well-practiced, so this is of little value. His downfall may come from his own people – it seems even the pathetic Kurgen hold him in low regard.
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Page 11
In Colonial:
Cyrus
Typical height and appearance for a Sarcosan. Dark skin, lanky frame. Dresses and equips himself as though he has never seen an orc patrol. Thin, almost patchy facial hair, and a slightly bent nose. Smooth-talker, and charming to the simple-minded.
Personality - Cannot be trusted. Surely conspiring against both the Shadow and the Whore Queen.
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In Colonial:
His rapier is his true source of power. Without it, he is an easy match. The difficulty will be in getting it – Cyrus is markedly agile considering his low heritage, and his armor repels most attacks. His simple mentality is his weakness – enchantments are the key against him.
Compelled to give up the sword, he is far less dangerous, though still not an easy target. Hampered by his armor and weak of limb, he should be easily held by a large orc, making him helpless against the blows of even goblins.
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In Colonial:
Motivated by his own accomplishments and gloating nature. Considers himself on the side of right in every situation. His tremendous pride makes him pathetically easy to manipulate for our purposes.
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In Colonial:
Seems enraptured with the idea of magic and items of power. He will be duped into serving the Shadow if tempted with such knowledge and possessions. His blatant disregard for a helpless innocent, displayed at the destruction of the pale mirror of Redwinde, betrays a wonderful potential in Cyrus.
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In Colonial:
Information gleaned on the prophecy to come
We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of Black Seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should know such divinity.
He has no family name, no lineage that anyone will discover: The fey not birthed fey. The orc born unto man.
"No bone broken. To dream in the city of sorrow, he is Half-Oruk with the soul of the Fey of old and the heart of the men of tomorrow's age.
He is the spirit, and we are his voice, his hands, his fire.
He shall be the greatest of us because he is more than us.
He is every hand that strikes for freedom’s purpose.
He is the eye that sees for us, the strength that fights for us, the wisdom that shall conquer the unconquerable. The leader of the Army of Light known as the Kra'Shok, comprised of Human, Dwarf, Elf, and Dragon lead by the Half-Oruk who will battle the enemy not mine, the SHADOW."
This view held by the speaker is disturbing.
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In Colonial:
These men, these elves, these dwarves, each tribe straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little. Someday the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new age of Eredane.
This Half-Oruk child shall be born unto an Oruk mother. The womb of humans could never hold such a thing.... The human patronage of this fearsome new savior is mankind. A Prince of Men.
He is the only male heir to the throne of Vencin (the land of Cambrial), his name is Lodi.
Bihlbo 19:52, 16 October 2005 (PDT)
