Letter to Readers: Gwenllian's Story: Delay

Dear Readers,

I wanted to leave a note and let you know why there has been a delay in Gwenllian's story for the past few weeks.

When I original travelled the storyline on Anneleigh, I took photos of the quest text, but not of the events and landscapes, tableaus etc.  I have, recently, started Gwenllian on that journey, but it has been difficult to find the time to send her through the quests.

Now that the holidays are over and my work seems to have stablized, I hope to get back to her story next week.

When I announced her story arc, I had every intention of writing two stories every other week.  This was a much bigger endevor than I knew.  Starting next week, I will be alternating stories.  Next week will be Gwenllian's return, the following week, Anneleigh's continuation.  This slower pace should allow me the time to keep up.

Thanks for understanding, and as always, Thank You For Visiting and Reading my Stories.

Anneleigh of Faeblight.

6.07a - Rhotip

Panting slightly from the exertion, but glad she had spent many years climbing on high branches, Anneleigh reached back of the platform in a matter of seconds.  She looked around for a mechanism that would allow her to bypass the main floor and travel directly to the walkway between the towers.  She could see the large chains that pulled the platform, but the lift seemed to run of its own accord.   Anneleigh thought of her parent’s clock at home and wondered if the lift ran on a similar pulley and weight system.  If it did, she could not see the counter weight.

6.06a - The Labratory

Anneleigh crept quietly to the edge of the Exiles Den and looked out over the entrance way of Icewatch outpost.  Where scores of Guardian and Defiant soldiers had once learned to tolerate each other for the defence of Ironpine Peak there now stood countless cultists who turned a blind eye as the werewolves of Stillmoor moved into the snowy north.

6.05a - Exile's Den

Anneleigh waited at the Oathbound Pass for three days, each day passing more slowly as the desire to warn Icewatch Outpost grew.

“Shouldn’t we set off to warn them?” Anneleigh asked when frustration got the better of her on the third day.  “Bavik will catch up with us.  She’ll know where we went.”

“We’re sending regular updates with messenger hawks.  They know we are on the way, and they know to keep a closer watch on the cultists.”

1.04g - Kirna's Arbor

Gwenllian returned to Hartigan and Talvar.

“So Gorvaht yet lives.” Hartigan said in a whisper.

“Who is Gorvaht?” Gwenllian asked.

“The tales say he’s a satyr who was possessed by a deamon just as the power of Regulos consumed this region two decades ago.”  Hartigan said.

 

 

6.04a - Breaker's Mining Camp

Anneleigh returned to Whitefall, as instructed, but staying clear of Sanctuary also made it difficult to find an assignment.   Night after night for a week she haunted the tavern, hoping to discover citizens in need of her assistance, as she had her first day in the village, but the residents seemed to avoid her gaze and left the room if they found her listening.  At week end, she decided to post a notice on the tavern public board and leave, hoping that someone would seek her out in a less public atmosphere.  Her assumptions paid off when a small dwarf found her in her quarters the next day.