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Saturday, 17 November 2012

5.07a - The Shrine of Thedeor

Anneleigh walked towards the old, gray-haired, and bearded sage, who was grinning ear to ear.  After the day’s events, it was a relief to see he obviously had good news.

“Thank you for your assistance against the Shatterbone cultists, Anneleigh.” He began as he led her to one of the worship rows to sit down.  “Nothing can repay the debt our order owes you, but perhaps this may aid you some.”

Saturday, 10 November 2012

Special Letter to Readers

Hello Friends,

This week is monumental in many ways; the most important to our community being the upcoming stormfront.  Crucia has succeeded in her plans and a Queen from a distant land comes to the Telara shores seeking help from the ascended.  I'm speaking, of course, about the expansion that releases early this week.  It may be some time before our hero reaches Dusken, she still has many battles to wage on Telara. (To be clear, when I say Telara, I mean the original continent.  Dusken is still on our planet, but a new and exciting continent across the ocean.)

This is also a very special week for the blog Anneleigh Ascended.  One year ago next week I began writing the stories of a High Elf who experienced ascension at the time of the shade. 

So, instead of writing a new story piece this week, I wanted to highlight some projects  from other creative people who play rift.  I hope visiting them will spark a creativity movement throughout the community.  Stay tuned after the reviews - I've also got an important announcement about Anneleigh Ascended.

Saturday, 3 November 2012

5.06 - The Cultist

The Sagespire monks led Anneleigh inside and sat her down in an area that looked very much like a kitchen.  It had a closed in feeling, rather unlike the open worship room she had been welcomed into earlier.  She got the impression the monks wished to be a little more secretive with their next task.

“This report was discovered on the corpse of a Shatterbone Cultist.  Inside, it gives evidence of a Shatterbone spy within The Sagespire.”, said the first sage. 

Saturday, 27 October 2012

5.05 - The Portal

Anneleigh gathered the pieces of the Chain of Command and started the trek north along the pathway Marshal Kain described.   He had told her it would be impossible to miss the Sagespire, and he was right.  Even before she neared its foundations, high in the Scarwood Hills, she could see the tower.  Stretching as high as Auzl Warden, and possibly as old, or older, as the ancient tree, Anneleigh found herself wondering about the purpose of the structure.

Saturday, 20 October 2012

5.04 - Heart of Mathos

On her way out of the Lord’s Hall, Anneleigh kept a watchful eye on the disrupted debris of the now silent chambers.   She found several artifacts that she believed might be worth collecting and pocketed the items; a tarnished heavy chain with a Mathosian engraving, a jagged object that emitted a strange purple glow, a clasp or tie of silver, a cracked gem mount.   Strangely, many of the pieces seemed to fit together, forming some sort of amulet; complete, though damaged, aside from the missing gemstone.  Anneleigh tested the glowing artifact in the empty place, but it did not complete the set.

Saturday, 13 October 2012

5.03 - The Lord's Hall

Anneleigh approached the base of the stair and began to climb.  She could feel the cold of the wind against her back as she climbed further up the cliff face.  After about twenty minutes, and what felt like 100 steps, she reached the top.  Many spiders and webbed figures dotted the small lawn.  They took little notice of her, but she moved through them with caution anyway.  Across the plateau rose another staircase.  Anneleigh realized, with an uncomfortable stitch in her side, that she must have only reached a small landing, not the top.

Saturday, 6 October 2012

5.02 - Apparitions of Old

“Just southwest of here, our thrust into Lord’s Hall has been blunted by unexpectedly heavy resistance.”  Marshal Kain said, “ Sir Piotr Siennicki has been tasked with several critical objectives.  Why don’t you head down there and see if you can lend him your unique skillset.”

As he spoke a young woman approached their circle, trailed by another soldier who was taking notes.  “That report makes it sound like the fool ran into an abomination.”  She said to the soldier, who nodded and left the group.”  The young woman sighed and focused on Kain.  “We’re here after artifacts from the Mathsian War and to restore the protective shrines, not for some snot-nosed recruit to be scaring people with imagined stories from the last war.”