Xenofos Saiciae


Who am I?

Xenofos Saiciae

Tribe, Clan, Class

Noble of Clan Saiciae, Nochet. Young itinerant gentleman scholar.
Adopted into the Straw Weaver Clan of the Bison Tribe.

Family Tree

Xenofos family tree
Xenofos Saiciae’s family tree across four generations and including the Praxian adoption.

Appearance

History Prior to 1625

My paternal grandfather Xerra Hippiaves fought in Grizzly Peak 1582 and was slain by foul Moon spirits.
His son Xenotar married into house of Saiciae and lived his life as gentleman with estates close to Nochet. Wise and peaceful he only ever campaigned at the time of Graymane’s barbarian invasion.

My mother’s mother Mirava was of house Saiciae and involved in battles during Lunar troubles of Holy country in 1597 and again during Lunar Feint to the Sea. She survived both campaigns and retired from active adventuring but remains a venerated member of our family.

My mother Valinyr of Saiciae was an illustrious daughter of her house – one of the few who have seen Harrek the Berserk in combat and lived to tell the horrible tale. She also fought in defence of Esrolia against Graymane but died during the great winter of 1621, while making sure rest of family were fed.

I was raised as befits a gentleman, learning my letters from sages of Lhankor Mhy and training both in palestra and hippodrome. My first campaign 1623 was in siege of Nochet where I fought with what some call great glory along King Broyan. Next year I rode at Pennel Ford, where I got an arrow to my thigh, one that’s bite I can still feel when the weather is getting cold and damp. I saw the Dragon rise and to day I sometimes wake up as looking into those huge, golden reptilian eyes.

Despite my hatred of our traditional enemies I have gotten intrigued by their weird history and wish to pen down the downfall of this foul empire. For these reasons I have studied history of the Red Empire and aim to travel abroad in search of more sources and insights into what really has taken place in the last fifty years. People who remember are getting rare and stories are forming into legends already.


Annual diaries and reports

These are the diaries and reports of Xenofos Saiciae, a scholar of Nochet and sworn man to his kinswoman, Varanis. Truly a wise and noble man living during interesting times.

One option is to paste everything under each block as I have done here.

1626 Sea Season

1626 Sea Season, Harmony week Fireday

Nochet – Clan Saiciae unmasks a nefarious plot by Lunars infiltrated in the City. Together with royal troops a mixed clan warband led by Varanis Saiciae flushes the henchmen out of former royal palazzo. Yanafal Tarnils Scimitar Onjurelius is spotted fleeing through unholy means.

Scimitar Onjurelius spotted in Nochet is likely to hail from clan Eelariash and thus connected to heroine Jar-Eel Razoress, Sor-Eel – formerly of Pavis, and perhaps to Tarshite house Phargentes. At this time – though conjecture – it is relatively safe to assume he is indeed a Scimitar for his equipage of iron and skill both in arms and magical capabilites seemed to surpass those of a mere initiate.

Slightly later addition: Scimitar seems to have been on a mission to hamper efforts of a mixed group of adventurers seeking cure for magical ailment of Prince of Sartar. Clan Saiciae was involved before through involvement of Irillo, of Issaries , Mellia, of white Ladies and Dormal. Benevolent Grandmother has decided to add support to these efforts by sending Varanis, of Vinga and current author along to North.

Undated Fragment

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I wake up to slow rhytmic pulse of gigantic wings that makes my heart race and seems to bind my breathing. When I sit up there is nothing but distant sound of running stream and distant nocturnal birds. There is faint smell of unfamiliar flowers and night dew in the air mixed with the smoke of the fire tended. I go back to sleep but when I close my eyes the pulsating sound returns and I know I will not be sleeping for rest of the night.


Undated Fragment

On the Road to Boldhome. Varanis of Clan Saiciae retrieves evidence of Lunar intrigue from a ornate box placed on an outdoor altar by a black standing stone marked with plant and fertility runes, despite attempted meddling by barbarians Serala and Berra, with assistance of Dormal. Said box was marked with Moon runes and contained Lunar orders to their local agents in the area and of troop movements together with a sizeable fortune in Wheels. Wise negotiating by Mellia of Saiciae held local Aldryami at bay while, Irillo, also of Saiciae pacified unruly mob of Sartar peasants.

Meaning of this find would indicate rather flagrant Lunar activity in the area. Leaving secret messages and not unremarkable monetary assets marked openly with Moon runes would suggest the operators have had implicit trust in remoteness of the location and local superstition against the standing stone. The find was made when normal route was closed because of flooded bridge so their trust might have actually not been that unreasonable. Language of messages would also suggest presence of operator literate in New Pelorian, skill not totally unknown in Sartar due to former occupation, but not present in every village.

The box could also have been an elaborate hoax, designed to feed us false information, decorated with false leads. However that would have required the makers of the trap been aware of our groups current location and the state of the route. Nevertheless current author is happier if some of the information gathered can be verified by independent sources.

Short Study On Clan and Honor, undated

IT is widely maintained that honor is just a function of a person’s own conduct. This is, of course, gross simplification – it refuses to acknowledge that a person’s honor is irrefutably tied to their reputation. Moreover a person’s honor and reputation are – with perhaps the exception of Humakti and Eurmali – tied to the collective honor of their clan.

No man walks alone – his heritage, the meritorious and foul deeds of his ancestors, his cousins and relatives and even other associates reflect to his honor. And what one man does or does not do reflects to the reputation and honor of his clan and other associates. Thus the error of one man is the error of a clan – unless the clan takes action to rectify the mistake, or in more dire cases punish the wrongdoer.

But it is not enough to travel without succumbing to dishonorable acts oneself. If one accepts humiliations or wrongdoings of others, one allows disrespect and one’s honor is diminished. Weak individuals and clans may out of necessity sometimes have to accept this as inevitable. Those following the paths of Harmony and Earth should strive not to do so. For an insult to one of the clan is an insult to all and disrespect thus shown weakens the clan as a whole. It is also insult to one’s ancestors. If possible restitution should be gained without resorting to violence, but sometimes balance can only be achieved through bloodshed. This is unfortunate for such vendettas by nature have tendency to spiral larger and more harmful. Thus the Great houses have learned the value of Courtesy and respect in their mutual dealings.

Private journal. 1626, Sea Season, Fertility Week, Fireday

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Lady has been informed that possible revenge must wait. We are under hospitality and attacking other guests would be most unrefined. I am afraid she did not take it well. I have warned Berra to refrain from further acts of disrespect. I hope she heeds the warning so things don’t spiral out of control.

1626, Sea Season, Fertility Week, Fireday to Godday

Varanis Saiciae and her companions arrived to Boldhome and in an interview with windpriest Tennebris agreed to take part in a Heroquest aimed at reviving Prince Kallyr of her slumber. Mellia, White lady of Saiciae acting as Chalana Arroy, triply blessed, with assistance of Dormal of Saiciae as Eurmal the Trickster, present author as Lhankor Mhy and one Serala as Yelmalio, convinced Humakt – in form of Wolf – portrayed by Berra Jarang’s daughter that Voria – the sleeping Prince Kallyr was – in truth not dead, but only sleeping and should be released to the land of the living. In recognition of these remarkable deeds lady Varanis was recognized as kinswoman by Prince Kallyr and together with her companions granted symbolic fiefs in Colymar.

Private Journal 1626, Sea Season, Stasis Week, Freezeday

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Researching markings on the armour of V after someone had been copying them. Dormal has theory Tennebris tried to recognize or recognized V at throne room. Markings indicate Colymari provenance though with iconographic references to Hon-Eel – giving raise to doubts too horrifying to contemplate. No sources on Berra of Colymar, further studies in archives of Clearwine would be required. The other Berra interrupted my studies to ask some questions. It would be lamentable if V pursues strict revenge, but that may be unavoidable.

Undated Fragment1Handwriting is slightly unclear. Likely from Private Journal.

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Told V she has to act now or desist from exacting revenge. V told she has gotten satisfaction from B and S. Under circumstances such unprecedented and unexpected leniency from V is more prudent than I could expect. I am relieved, however weak that is from me. No direct attack so far. K may be hoping for L to take action on her behalf. V must tread very carefully now. —- Natives seem confused on our arrival. No immediate ambush has been set here. Berra hails from village and seems genuinely happy to return. I don’t think she is party to sinister plans, but I don’t trust her loyalties entirely. If forced to choose between K and V her loyalty might be with K. Yet I can not warn V for risk of breaking possible trust between them. The nomads are shedding their grants like dust from riding garments, shedding their obligations as deftly. They may – on a whim – back up V, but for how long before something else takes their fancy. V probably needs to rely on natives if she wants to settle herself here. How she can placate L . I don’t know.


1626, Sea Season, Stasis Week, Clayday to Wildday

Lady Varanis discourses with people of Blue Tree clan living in area she has been granted lands by Prince Kallyr and accepts to go through barbaric rites to make them her people. Some of her companions follow the same rituals and in so doing unmask a intrigue of Chaos against which a raid is prepared.

1626, Sea Season, Stasis Week, Wildday onwards

Lady Varanis leads a successful raid against foul Chaos in headwaters of Jenath Minar that flows to the Creek. Her kinswoman the fair healer Mellia, with divine aid of Chalana Arroin purified the waters again. With wise leadership of Lady Varanis, the hill these waters flow from was burned and purified by Blue Tree Clan of natives.

Discoursing with the Clan Ring Lady Varanis, after hearing the counsel of sweet Mellia, decides to use lands granted to her in area occupied by tribe Malani for upkeep of Chalana Arroin temple. Visiting the Green Fish Clan of Malani she persuades them of justness of this action and frees them from yoke of perpetuating Lunar injustice,2 Grants would technically been given in name of Prince of Sartar even in occupation time. rejoicing of their chance to regain honor in service to kingdom of Sartar.3 Clearly showing power of Esrolian rhetorical education over unschooled barbarian mind.

Sea Season, Stasis Week, Wildday

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It appears that V is set on staying here and decided to go through clan initiation. That is probably least bad of all alternatives. It will tie the locals to her – in worst case making them also targets of royal displeasure, but for superstitious reasons they wished to proceed with haste. Mellia is also thinking of settling down. Alarming incident between Mellia and Berra. Not quite certain what happened, but the Humakti drew blade on our healer, who had to put her in sleep. I was almost certain of Berra not being on Kallyrs errand, but this cast my mind to doubt again. When I warned her after she laid her hands on V earlier I specifically said how good it was she did not draw a blade. So this looks like she specifically wants to escalate things. Yet I saw no malice in her when she woke up. She is either most devious little assassin imaginable or as she said genuinely possessed at the time. Mellia confirmed there was a spirit battle going on so that is even likely, but I must not let my guard drop. Dl and I seem a bit shifty and unwilling to cast their fate together with these lands. I can perfectly understand that, since there is rumor of war and attitude of the two Queens remains very much in doubt. Information of local lawgiver was less than adequate. I have decided not to go native at this point, for I prefer not to tie myself to Kallyr or Leika directly.

(I was somewhat moved by Berras invitation to do so, it seemed sincere. But I was really surprised by Grazelanders and Praxians embracing the initiation, perhaps it means social raise from mere herders to peasants for them though that is not what I would have expected the attitude of nomads to be. Or perhaps they just don’t take clan that seriously and new tattoo is just one more bauble among their magic trinkets.)

I have promised to aid V though, and will offer her this formally if a chance presents itself. Her reputation is not hurt by having sworn warriors, if I asses barbarian mentality correctly, and my own interaction with natives will be easier with a formal tie to a local – though adopted – leader. It might also help V to find her feet as a leader. She has all the makings but seems to vacillate unduly.

Sea Season, Movement Week, 1626

written in Fazzur-cypher C becomes A, D becomes B etc…

Weird commotion followed the initiation and alarm went up that Rajar, the Uroxi, was at headwaters of the river flowing through the settlement. We rode to the place, somewhat alarmed by rising smoke, and met with – for some reasons naked – Uroxi who gesticulated wildly and explained something of chaos. The Unicorn rider, who I suspect of being some kind of shaman, could confirm that area uphill towards the burned cottage was crawling with disease spirits. After waiting for some axes and armour to be brought to Rajar we proceeded uphill where Lhankor Mhys vision revealed two monstrous creatures lurking. These were dispatched without delay – the barbarians are efficient in that, I must say. Other one was clearly of Goatkin species, other one perhaps mutated. Corpses were burned together with most of the hill. V showed good leadership both in the action and aftermath.

(Sidenote: suggestion of using slaves or serfs for crude labor was met by incredulity from B. who started a small lecture on how in this undeveloped society social distinction between peasants and free men is not as clear as in Esrolia. I must remember and take this into account this if I have interactions with “free peasants”. )

Discussions with Clan ring were satisfactory. The elders seemed content to follow lead of Varanis in matter of location of lands to support the temple of Chalana Arroy. These would be the hides granted on area held by neighboring clan Green Fish, of tribe Malani, under dispute. They have been granted to the Green Fish during the occupation. Though there is no legal unclarity of their status now, having been granted by current Prince of Sartar, transferring possession from one tribe to another may cause ill feelings. The local BT clan, not too strong in moral fibre I am afraid, though posturing valiantly seemed quite happy to find a face saving solution to this conundrum.

((What is more astonishing, Varanis managed to sell the idea at the hall of Green Fish chief. One amazing feat of rhetorhics that was. She used every trick in the book of old Sofistis and some totally novel ones and played their minds like a well worn cithara. At the end of speech there was no dry eye in the hall. Even I, who feel no loyalty to Sartar, nor its so called freedom, was moved to point of being ready to march against its enemies immediately if called.

Though we have tarried in our way to Clearwine that may be a blessing in disguise. Instead of just informing Queen of Princes dictat V can tell of chaos struck back, holdings of Colymar widened and locals co-operative. It may not be diplomatic to put L in front of a fact, but success and duty to the people of the clan and tribe might make this more palatable.

Lady Varanis had her position as landholder confirmed by Queen Leika of Colymar.

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In Fazzur cypher: Cousin seems to have avoided worst of political rocks. The barbarity of this place is astonishing. Though poison might be used in Esrolia, possibility of serving it in welcoming toast of hospitality was unimaginable to me. Not so to Berra, though implication was not necessarily taken with good grace. She is a cypher herself, though she seems to have attached herself to V as reliably as a barbarian can be expected to be. Weird combination of competence, cynicism and innocence that lady combined with casual brutality and lack of manners, yet I find her oddly sympathetic. Perhaps more important than my personal likes or dislikes would be that V trusts her, and can as far as I can perceive, trust her – though she at times seems more interested of glorious death than survival. Yet, who can blame her, shadow of batwings is over the moon and wind carries the sound of dragons’ wings.

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Tall and wide stood skyclad Uroxi with axe in hard hands to wide skies
bellowed out loud his rage, to challenge dire enemy
Through the pines, strode Rajar, with Death him leading forward
to mountainside to headwaters high to nest of filthy chaos most foul
Javelin now flew and arrow, swift and accurate shaft
Struck swords and swung axe, fell goatkin, fell its servant bear
From hillside once green flowed waters once sweet now with sickness bitter
By Arroins grace overflowing, purified by spirits hale

Private Journal, Undated4It has been posited that Xenofos wrote this in honour of the famed Humakti, Berra Jarang’s Daughter, but given his known commentary on the barbarian warrior, it seems highly unlikely.

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Swordswoman
Tarry not behind when host forward brave marches in haste
to face uncertain fate, to brave an unknown foe
Walk boldly, carrying shield stout, sword bright and gleaming in hand
To bloody and red harvest all ready and eager go.

Undated Fragment5The attribution of this work to the Scholar Xenofos has been called into question. It fits neither his style, nor does it seem to have a place within the body of his collected works.

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Elegy, or Lament for City of Wonders

Oh city of Pharaoh, oh pride of Kethaela
wondrous pearl of Mirrorsea, City of Wonders

Thy tall Spires have fallen down, reach no more towards the clear skies
The Golden dome shines no more, tarnished and dull is its high roof
Empty is the bowl of Whirlwinds of Sylphs playful
Broken and open are chambers of Stygian basement
their shades have fled the marred twilight

where is now constant Watch, that band ever-vigilant,
who can hear Silver Dog, hacked to pieces to pay for a pint of ale and a wench
Innocence has been lost, Sisters bound and imprisoned
The Red Shift Servants have dispersed, their duties left for evermore
boats of blind Fishermen were broken and ply the bay no more

Who has done this to thee O city of Belintar, ornament of the Loon Island
The treacherous Moon? Tempestuous Orlanth? Waves of mighty Magasta?
Moon it was that brought down the Pharaoh with its guiles,
Sea brought the destruction, on sleek Sea horses raven feeders
Inconstant Air showed it the way; thine own ally Broyan led in Harrek and the Seawolves

Cursed are these times, when warm Earth must ally to barren Death,
woe the friend found faithless, vain Vingkotling of Whitewall
woe the beautiful city, city of wonders, pride of Kethaela
desolate and quiet are thy streets and markets,
Pharaoh is no more and his city with him now is lost.

Sea Season 1626, Green Fish Tula

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Varanis, looking at airy abode Chalana Arroys.
From afar hooves heard, arriving heralds of woe
Arrived horseman, messenger of war, Malanis’ man
of goatkins evil spake, marauders, horrible foe
Heeded the call of Green Fish clan fair Varanis Vingan
Saddled up her mount, followed in armour bright
Two hands of men brave, Saronils warriors all
To action ardent elated by fiery Varanis Vingan
In hands bronzeheaded spears, oakwardens brightclored in their backs

Undated Fragment

Lady Varanis lead expedition to lands of Green Fish Clan to aid in containing incursion of Chaos. Encouraging barbarian fyrd and followed by trusty band of companions she uncovered chaotic plot to grow large amount of hazia, lair of burrowing rock eating crablike monsters, chaotic temple and their crazed human priest. Thanks to cool head and magic stregth of Mellia, White healer a errant jackobear encountered was promptly despatched. Some evidence of Thanatari presence was uncovered but so far nature of this cult by our Praxian informant is limited to epiteth The Hungry one. Further literary studies are required to ascertain the exact nature of this vanquished threat. The originally reported broo band had departed before our arrival so patrolling of the lands is still required.

1626 Fire Season

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In Fazzur cypher:
Weird experience to descend into a certain trap. With cold feeling of horror creeping to the very marrow of my bones from being in unnatural burrow of nameless horror, yet gaining some kind of solace from being surrounded the vast weight of Ernalda all around. V is impetuous yet she tries to bridle herself to reasonable bounds. Rajar and his axes are horrifying to witness but very good to have when chaos is afoot.

Fire Season, Harmony Week, Waterday 1626

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Toast

Now is time for libations
time to toast gods and heroes
time to drink for friends and enemies
so bring an amphora and the mixer

time to remember rosy cheeks of Voria
time to rest weary head on Ernaldas bosom
time to pour a cup to Ty Kora Tek
I will mix a heady draught for gods

time to toast Issaries with clear wine
time to pour Urox a frothy ale
time to toast warm Yelmalio
let’s drink deep to loyal friends

toast to fair Varanis redheaded
toast to sweet Mellia in her flowing whites
toast to grim Berra with her trusty sword
empty the cup to remember heroes

time to drink to famed Starbrow the just
time to toast Tennebris the straight
time to drink to Eril @@ @@so honourable
and cast the bitter lees to the winds

Fire Season, Harmony Week, Waterday 1626

Written with poor handwriting into private diary

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At the moonlight

Low is the crescent over the hills
Silvery sand is running to its end,
dropping one by one
like pearls from a broken string.

Warm breath carries from the cot
Wine has turned ash in my mouth
nearing is the cold dawn
of land barbarous and foreign
6Alleyn (Amb. 43) opines this would be a conceptual and literal dawn, having Xenofos afraid of the rise of Sartar, rather than the cold melancholy of a Sartarite Dawn. Given the time of year, ‘cold’ is an odd word for temperature, says he..

Fire Season, Harmony Week, Day illegible, 1626

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To sleep, without dreams
in cool halls of Ty Kora Tek
I have heard the call,
Looked at the cool edge of the knife
I will not go
Not for mere dread
not for desperation
Not while soil is dewy and fragrant,
not while nightingale sings

To flee, without purpose
to the silent halls
I have refused – and will,
To descend the abyss for loyalty
I shrink not
to pass those sable shores
to fulfill obligations
and with the head held high
enter even while nightingale sings

Fire season, harmony week waterday 1626

Dame Varanis of Sartar with solemn wow undertakes a quest to lit flame for Prince Kallyr of Sartar. (I should probably not copy this into temple archives just yet. )

1626, Fire Season, Stasis Week, Windsday

Dame Varanis of Colymar and Sartar had arranged to meet her retinue at Wilmskirk. When arriving there she was reported by sword D’Val that Dagger Berra Jarang’s daughter had set out to meet her on the road. Gathering her retinue she explored the road west of Wilmskirk ending up at Greyrock fall where they heroically averted a Telmori cattle raid. Hearing villagers had lost a genteel youth and search party sent earlier, noble scion of house Saiciae agreed to seek the youth as part of her quest. With wolves of Nala Yelornan leading the group they encountered infirm old Telmori who confessed his tribe was raiding Greyrock lands. Honorably sparing the elderly savage dame Varanis agreed to show mercy if finding his relatives. Tracks leading to headwaters of salty creek that flow past Greyrock Fall the group encountered in a cave the errant savages who confessed their cattle raid and pleaded help in facing dark terrors of death lurking deeper in the forbidding crevice.

Undaunted our heroes marched forward, met by horde of death shambling forward. Behind them emerged grotesque visage of Zorak Zoran Death lord whose name shall not be honored by mention, holding Berra bound in leaden shackles. Under the light of Yelm summoned to the abyss by Serala of Horsepeople Zorak Zorani shuddered and shamefully attempted to hide. The undead tide broke on shieldwall like squall of Magasta on piers of Diros island. Led by ardent Varanis leaping through air and powerful Rajar charging like the Bull the foul troll was bested, with even Berra managing to break her bounds and letting her bright blade bite. With craven fear the abomination disappeared when its foul magicks failed it. Deeper in the caves the lost youth was found, beyond narrowest of passages in chamber of ancient beauty and holiness. Having finished their business of finding Berra and the lost youth Varanis and her retinue travelled to Wilsmkirk and Boldhome to reconsider their approach to task she had undertaken for her Prince.

1626, Fire Season, Stasis Week, Windsday

(private diary Fazzur code)

Is one overly reckless lady not enough to drive me mad. With all the talk of discipline one would have thought she would not start deviating from agreements, especially not, when traversing paths of heroes. We found her in the end, but it took time. Time measured in pain and broken bones, time in abyss and foul darkness. I should try to analyze what this means for V’s quest, but I keep seeing that brute tossing her like a ragdoll.

1626, Fire Season, Movement Week, Waterday

(private diary Fazzur code)

We are a bunch of rods. Together strong even though individual rods bend to shape of all. If a rod is crooked it can only be bound to outside lest it cause disorder. When rod is dry it will break if the bunch is bent? When rod is rotten and mouldy it must be burned so others don’t get contaminated.

1626, Fire Season, Stasis Week, Godday to Movement Week, Clayday

After defeating the Zorak Zorani Dame Varanis and her entourage recuperated and took council at Boldhome, empty because royal host had marched north.7What is not said is probably more important than what gets said

Private diary, undated, without a name

In the red sky, arose the billowing column of black smoke
In the streets paved white overflowed the crimson flood

Undated
Fazzur Code

Red haze, white anger. Protection binds my hand, but if not, would I act?
Do I shirk from honor? From truth? No counsel from the blade.
Roll of Doom, roll call of Death. So brave, so futile.
Red and green are smudged by blues and greys and blacks.

Private diary, undated, without a name

Prince

He crossed the threshold first, many more followed
Humakt bowed his head, Ty Kora Tek wept
8Grasschen (2004) calls this, ‘Weird collusion of two different cults of dead. With neither deity behaving believably.’

Private diary entry, on Vellum

Starts in Fazzur code.
The Sword seems more and more ruthless. I suppose he took his separation from his unti as equivalent of death and that gives him, in his narrow and twisted mind right to demand same sacrifice from anyone that might be on his way. Truly frightening behaviour. I said to V he is twisting the Truth. Yet when I thought furhther I could not say he was lying anywhere. Still he has crossed borders of honor for expediency. I mgiht understand the temptation but if we resist with all means what differs us anymore from our enemies?

handwriting is getting worse, still in code
Wings of Dragon or wings of Bat. Neither is right. Should the relics see daylight. If I could make sure they would be hidden forever I would, but can we take risk they resurface in wrong hands? The wings. Erillo is silvery. Is that Moonglow or pyres of Bolddhome? Harsalter, separated. Andrin, separated. Jarang, separated. Farnan, separated. Saronil, separated…. The pulse, the pulse. Berra smiles, but her face is skull with maggots. Scales make a dry sound on stone. The wings are beating. Varanis is walking into darkness. I can’t move my feet. There is a huge troll with fiery eyes lurrrrking in the corner. Is Dormal glowing red?

in very bad script, uncoded
beautiful when a brave man of the front ranks
falls and dies the wings the wings dont loook into the eye the eye eye

Fire season Movement week Clayday to Illusion week Fireday.

Dame Varanis led an expedition to return relics of Boldhome Humakti temple hidden during the fall of Boldhome from Boldhome to Wilmskirk and Cinder Fox tula in lands of Sambari tribe.

Irillo of Saiciae and Berra Jarangs daughter were instrumental in bringing this quest to succesful end, Irillo with his vision and Berra with her skill with sword confronting a demon of foulest pits.

At this time news of Prince Kallyr’s apparent death was brought to Varanis, who mourned the loss.

When by efforts of Unicornwitch Nala, White Lady Mellia and Stormvoice Tennebris it was found out that the Prince was, in Truth not dead but entangled in foul Lunar magicks, dame Varaena seeked council from her god and her companions and determined to set on Hero quest to release her Prince and the Flame of Sartar.

Fire season, Illusion Week,

Diary, Fazzur-code

That ride was not something I wish to relive in a hurry. Jaldis probably was right and I should have slept more.

But I could not, so I took the risk knowingly and pushed through exhaustion and heat. Turns out she was not in the marsh this was not as urgent as I thought.
Eerily like Eril that Venlar. Quite likeable though, and very smart.
I wonder if that herb leaves aftereffects? She warned of them being possible, but I have not felt anything remarkable so far.
Apart from feeling remarkably stupid.


Fire season, Illusion Week, Fireday

private diary Fazzur code

The accursed things are by temple of Humakti now. That episode of shared madness, deceit and mockery of Truth should be over now. Irillo paid a ghastly price it seems, I hope Eril suffered at least as much. Berra seems to be on the mend – once again Windtooth bit hard, even when wielded by her left hand. I should be happy and relieved, but news of Kallyr’s death weighs heavily.

Not because of any love I would feel for Starbrow, but for consequences this bears to Varanis. She has made it clear she does not want the throne, but she is of Sartar’s blood. One of two I know of.
And since White Bull is safely away and has army of his own, the one that could be attempted to use as a pawn by petty impostors, or seen as threat and target of assassination attempts.

Things would not necessarily look so grim, were Tennebris in control of overall situation, (though he would not be looking for good of Varanis, but good of this barbarian land) but he has succumbed to almost catatonic state of mourning. On a positive note, Lunars allegedly suffered a major defeat also, so military coup by them is not imminent.

Still Fireday, Still code

That was unexpected. No-one had tried to analyze magic on Prince fallen to magical attack by the Lunars… The deceiving magick seems to have been illusion, at least the corpse vanished when Tennebris used Orlanths power to tear that veil of deception. So it would seem she might not be entirely dead. With answer that she walks path of heroes, she has decided to launch into the quest in rather grisly way. With Colymar in town support for this quest might be in question though she cannot possibly resist it publicly. Well she could call it fools hope, or deception through hiding of the body, but those sound like risky opinions to state out loud. But we can not really expect support from her either – I think. What that greybearded sycophant thinks of this I cannot really fathom. It may be necessary to study lightbringer quest further and that cannot be done entirely in secret.

Still we must prepare and recuperate and that will take some time. I hope she will not try to actively stop us, but we must be on our guard. She is dreadfully determined. I doubt wisdom of this course of action, but there is a chance and she has assured me she does not do this as charge to flee life. I don’t think it is right to try and stop her, but I do not really trust that murderous deceiver either.

Letter to Yehna

To Yehna daughter of Jarang, of Blue Tree clan from Xenofos Saiciae Greetings,
may you and yours remain blessed by Ernalda. With permission of your sister Berra I would ask you a favor of collecting the rents due my holding as my representative if I am unable to come in person. It is possible travels of my lady Varaena may hinder us returning there in time. For your trouble I would ask you to take quarter of the yearly income to yourself. Should I never return give rest to the temple of Ernalda and make offering of a hog for prosperity of the village. Thank You.
Yours, Xenofos of Saiciae, thegn of Varaena of Blue Tree.

Fire Season, Illusion Week, Fireday

Companions of Dame Varanis of Sartar, foremost among them Mellia of Saiciae examine the lifeless form of Prince of Sartar deemed to be beyond help of healing.
Proving healing does not work and that weird magicks of deception are at work they disclose this to chief priest Tennebris, who roused from his griefstricken stupor manages to dispel these foul enchantments.
Fortified with wisdom of Vinga Varanis vows to bring back the Prince from Hell by invoking the Lightbringers quest.

Fire Season, Truth Week, Godday
Her actions precipitated by queen Leika burning a pyre for Prince, Dame Varanis descends to Underworld as Orlanth with assistance of Eril, Sword of Humakt. She is accompanied by Lady Mellia as Chalana Arroy, lord Xenofos as Lhankor Mhy, good Irillo as Issaries, honest Salid as Fleshman, mysterious Nala of Unicorntribe as Ginna Jar and Dormal as Eurmal.
Facing untold horrors she reaches halls of Humakt, reaches accord with Dead Yelm and bound by Great compromise returns victorious.
Kallyr returned lights the Flame of Sartar thus fulfilling dame Vareena’s vow to bring forth return of her ancestor’s worldly manifestation and Sartar rejoices.

Diary Fazzur code – sketch of report to Varanis and High Priest

It seems clear that Kallyrs’ weird status as Dead Yelm was caused by Lunar Magicks, the exact nature of which will probably remain forever a mystery, since Tennebris dispelled it before further study was made. Why no divination or analysis of precise status of the Prince of made before she was carried in state to the palace is also quite intriguing. Perhaps we must blame the shock of healing and resurrection failing to restore her health to this glaring omission.

Divination by Varanis served to release information of location of Kallyrs spirit how this eluded her enemies is yet another mystery.

We encountered no mythical Lunar opposition on our quest, nor was their any visible attempt to tamper with the quest in material world that I am aware of. It might be that lighting of the pyre by Leika of Colymar served as decoy – convincing possible Lunar spies that not concerted effort to save the Prince was underway thus securing freedom of operation to Varanis and her heroband. This – in itself perhaps a tad rash – action may thus have been important in freeing Prince Kallyr from Hell.

The lighting of the Flame has made Kallyr’s position in relation to achieving status of King of Sartar stronger than it has ever been before. Half Boldhome saw how she herself lit the pyre. This is something none of her competitors can take away from her or deny. (I am thinking of Argrath and Leika here.) At the same time it – in my opinion – relieved her of any risk of having Varanis as competitor instead of loyal follower. Varanis was able to fulfil her vow without overstepping her Prince in quest for throne which suits her own wishes and ambitions in excellent way.

As a Lunar plot these events have had mixed results. Aim to get rid of Kallyr was ambitious, but that clearly failed, with repercussion of having the Flame of Sartar lit, which cannot be good by any Lunar measure. Thus hopefully the instigator of this plot will face dire consequences from her or his superiors. This however is speculation that cannot be verified. Some tension between Kallyr and Leika may result – if both ladies have the patience to return to diplomacy our Lunar enemies may perhaps not gain advantage of this. But this is beyond my or my liege lady’s power to order. We may only hope that reason prevails and advice towards such measures if questioned for opinion.

Xenofos of Saicia

Unknown Date

The following variant of old Sartarite ballad was collected by Xenofos Saicae at Wilmskirk 1626
The informant was observed in natural performance situation, unaware of the scholars presence.
Melody is old Hendreikiland-tune, well known with different words and sometimes played with Orlanthipipes.

[[[ephemera:sweet-saiciae-vareen|See song]]]

Town in question varies, both Carse and Nochet are sometimes mentioned. Usually song praises female beauty. Though with well groomed Esrolians epithet pretty is technically correct, the barbarian singer may have tried to use the allusion as hint of effeminacy of Esrolian male population to underline the otherness and foreign character of Vareen.

Song is usually sung with from first person perspective. Changing protagonist to third person and making her a lady changes the tone of whole piece. The active person is not named at first, fleeing from her rebellion could be an unpolite, and untrue, reference to either Leika Ballista of Colymar or Kallyr Starbrow of Sartar. Refrain and context of performance would make it possible to posit that the the songwriter, term used here loosely, has probably meant that “she” is Kallyr. Now whether this identification should hold true to identity of “troublemaker” is unclear by lyrics alone.

The lyrics themselves are quite a jumble, suggestions of lewdness are limited to wiggling of bottoms and skirts, however gesturing during the performance suggest rather explicit undertones, specifically when refrain is sung and also when goddes Vinga and even more vulgarly when god Eurmal is mentioned in the lyrics. Mentions of Vareens death are a mystery since at the time of collection the lady was and is living, young and healthy.

Technically, as a poem the song is a bit lacking, likewise in accuracy, but performer added certain rustic charm to his performance by enthusiasm no doubt augmented by liberal consumption of beer. Song is too crude to be work of professional bard like Torograi and as propaganda it could be seen as a bit embarrassing to queen of Colymar showing lack of control of her mentally less blessed subjects.

Another option is to convert each season of your diary to a single post, so there is less scrolling. Because some years (hell, some seasons!) there is a lot of scrolling. Then, under the year tab, there is a bulleted list as above, only linking to seasons. I think I’d choose that option if it was me.

I don’t have a third option. I just felt like putting in the place holder for 1628. You need to write more diaries.

Current Events

The following logs are sorted chronologically by year and season. These predominantly emerge from text-based role-play.

  • Investigations
    1626, Sea Season, Fertility Week. Varanis noticed that someone made copies of parts of her armour. She asks Dormal and Xenofos for help.
  • VS 026 Advice
    Varanis — 1626 0590 Unwanted Advice ????, Sea Season, Stasis Week Context 1626, Sea Season, Stasis Week, Godday? Evening sometime. On the road to Clearwine. Varanis engages in a series of conversations. Events After the group has made camp for the evening, Varanis comes ...
              • Words At The Palace
                Xenofos — Words At The Palace 1627 Context Before the talks at White Grape inn Events After Berra leaves, Varanis invites Xenofos to join her in the small antechamber of the room she’s been assigned. There are wall hangings, a window looking out ...
              • Words At The Palace II
                Xenofos — Words At The Palace Ii 1627 Context In the morning after the party at the Whitee Grape, in the palace of Kallyr. Events It’s the morning after the party gathered at the White Grape. Up at the palace, Xenofos is rising early ...
              • After The Rain
                Xenofos — After The Rain 1627, Earth Season, Season/Death Week Context Earth Season/Death Week/Water Day/Esrolian camp after Varanis took a nap. Events Varanis wakes from her nap. It’s been close to two hours and she is groggy, but probably better off than when she ...
              • Meeting With The Straw Weavers
                Xenofos — Meeting With The Straw Weavers 1627 Context In the camp of Argrath after meeting the king of Pavis, but before setting on a diplomatic mission Events In Argrath’s camp, Varanis follows Rajar to the White Bulls’ yurt. She makes an offering ...
              • In Argrath’s Camp 1
                Xenofos — In Argraths Camp 1 1627 ContextAfter meeting first Argrath and then Roneer at Events Xenofos is walking away from the camp of the Straw weaver bisons, holding his helmet on his arm and brow in deep furrows. “Xenofos!” His cousin’s voice ...
              • In Argrath’s Camp 2
                Xenofos — In Argraths Camp 2 1627 Context Morning after a prisoner was murdered Events At some point of the night Xenofos has wandered over to the site of the tent occupied by Varanis and Lenta. Dawn sees him sitting outside it sharpening ...
              • In Argrath’s Camp 3
                Xenofos — In Argraths Camp 3 1627 Context Morning after the prisoner was murdered and after Xenofos refused to talk with Berra Events Xenofos looks quietly as Sorala walks away. Varanis is in her armour, her helmet tucked under her arm. Her face is ...
              • In Argrath’s Camp 4
                1627, Earth Season, Disorder Week: In the evening after the fistfight Xenofos leaves the prisoners and looks for Varanis around the Esrolian camp.
              • In Argrath’s Camp 5
                Xenofos — In Argraths Camp 5 1627 Context Next morning from previous talk Events The next morning, Varanis rises as per usual, ready to greet Yelm. She slips out of the tent quietly, so as not to wake Lenta or Mellia. There’s a ...
              • Words At Ironspike Village
                Xenofos — Words At Ironspike Village 1627, Earth Season, Harmony Week Context Earth Season, late Harmony Week or early Death Week For Xenofos this continues in Events “I am quite unharmed milady” Xenofos assures Varanis. “For the moment,” she replies, her tone giving little ...
              • Words Unsaid
                Xenofos — Words Unsaid 1627, Earth Season, Harmony Week Context Earth Season, late Harmony Week or early Death Week. At Ironspike. After a herald from Venlar had arrived. SPOILERS BERRA Events Wretched looking Xenofos steps closer.“I talked about this with Irillo at Argraths camp. ...
              • Words Of Advice
                Xenofos — Words Of Advice 1627 Context On the road back to Glasswall Spoilery for Berra, kind of. Events After the cavalry has set course back towards the infantry Xenofos rides close to Varanis. She gives him a welcoming smile, but her gaze ...
              • Words In The Saddle
                Xenofos — Words In The Saddle 1627 Context On the road to Glasswall Events En route to Glasswell, Lenta seeks out Xenofos. She’s riding a bay mare and it’s obvious she’s comfortable on horseback. “Mylady” Xenofos greets her when she approaches. “My lord, Xenofos. You ...
              • Words Of Admonishment
                Xenofos — Words Of Admonishment 1627 Context At Glasswall after the chase for Lunar cavalry One spoiler for Berra Events Varanis and Berra are on the hunt for Xenofos.Berra is hunting slightly lower than Varanis, of course.That should not prove too hard. Xenofos ...
              • Words At Breakfast
                Xenofos — Words At Breakfast 1627 Context At Glasswall the morning after the argument about eating Events In the morning after the fight Xenofos will come for breakfast at the time Varanis is doing her ceremony. Lenta welcomes him. “Good morning. How are you?” “As well ...
              • A Song And Sparring
                Xenofos — A Song And Sparring 1627 Context On the march to Alda-chur at midday break Events It is a little after noon. The walls of Alda Chur are visible in the distance. Scouts have reported a clear run in. The army continues ...
              • After The Bath
                Xenofos — After The Bath 1627, Fire Season, Season/Death Week Context Fire Season/Death Week/Water Day/Around midday. SPOILERS BERRA! Events As Varanis rides back refreshed from her wash he can spot Xenofos looking at her. She gives him a wave. Her skin is red from the cold ...
              • After The Feast
                Xenofos — After The Feast 1627, Dark Season Context In Glasswall after a royal reception Events Glasswall has been a home away from home for the last day, and dawn tomorrow will see people leaving. For tonight, however, there is a moment ...
              • After Tears
                Xenofos — After Tears 1627 Context On the road from Glasswall to Alda-Chur A bit spoilery for Berra. Events As the column meanders slowly forward Xenofos rides alongside Varanis and nods.She thumps Manasa just hard enough to get the horse’s attention. “No biting!” The black ...
              • Doa Or Die
                1627, Earth Season, Movement Week: Berra hears that Danaril and Doa have run away after the Clan Ring discussed killing him.
              • At The Blue Tree Village
                Xenofos — At The Blue Tree Village 1627 Context Blue Tree Tula, harvest time Events Sun is shining warmly as it does in days ofharvest. On the road from Dangerford two riders approach Blue tree tula resting peacefully in the sun, like it was ...
              • Bad Dreams
                Xenofos — Bad Dreams 1627 Context Harvest time, Blue Tree clan Events It is harvest time. Earlier there was some kind of commotion up at the gates but Mellia was busy with her work at the shrine.There is a knock at the doorpost ...
              • After The Battle
                Xenofos — After The Battle 1627 Context After Alda-Chur has fallen Events The sun is shining to Alda-Chur where Praxians are at full speed looting and pillaging. Scattered among them are various groups of Esrolians who were told to look after people ...
              • After The Battle II
                Xenofos — After The Battle Ii 1627 Context Day Alda Chur fell Events The sun beats down just as it did yesterday, on an entirely different scene. There are still the sounds of shouting, screaming, and the ransacking of homes, but less frequently ...
              • Meeting With Aranda
                Xenofos — Meeting With Aranda 1627, Earth Season Context Late Earth Season in Boldhome Events A day in late Earth season in Boldhome. A man in robes of a scribe enters the temple of Uleria. He asks the attendant for a chance to ...
              • Under The Wings Of Uleria
                Xenofos — Under The Wings Of Uleria 1627, Earth Season Context Late Earth Season, Boldhome Events When Xenofos returns to the Temple of Uleria, he is immediately escorted to the room where he and Aranda had shared their meal earlier. The priestess is waiting ...
              • Return To The Camp Of The Strawweaver Clan 1
                Xenofos — Return To The Camp Of The Strawweaver Clan 1 1627, Dark Season Context Couple of weeks into Dark Season, Camp of the Strawweaver clan Spoilery if you are not in Prax Events Among the jubilantly returning bisons there is a high-llama whose rider ...
              • Words In An Empty Yurt
                Xenofos — Words In An Empty Yurt 1627, Dark Season Context Couple of weeks into Dark Season Spoilery if you want to avoid private discussions. Events Neela guides him to a yurt. It is conspicuously empty. Inside, she removes her bison-hide coat and hangs ...
              • Envoy From The Yurt Of Three Women
                Xenofos — Envoy From The Yurt Of Three Women 1627, Dark Season Context Some time in Dark Season, Straw weaver camp SPOILERY if you want to avoid hearing stuff that happens in faraway Prax. Events Later on same day Xenofos leaves a bundle outside ...
              • The Hunt And The Feast
                Xenofos — The Hunt And The Feast 1627, Dark Season Context Around High Holy Day of Eiritha as celebrated by the Strawweaver clan. Spoilery for those not in Prax, common gossip to those with Straw weavers Events In next couple of weeks Xenofos visits ...
              • Three Women And A Bundle
                Xenofos — Three Women And A Bundle 1627 Context The day after holy day of Eiritha, Strawweaver camp Spoilery for those not in Prax, private even there but partly common gossip… Events Xenofos opens his eyes slowly. His eyelids and head feel heavy. He is ...
              • More Words In The Empty Yurt
                Xenofos — More Words In The Empty Yurt 1627, Dark Season Context Late Dark Season, Straw weaver camp Events Over the next few weeks, Xenofos is permitted to spend time with Neela, Elara, and young Orgfal. It is a peaceful time, barring Orgfal’s ...
              • Surprising suggestion
                Xenofos — Surprising Suggestion 1627, Storm Season Context Storm season Straw weaver camp Events Xenofos was still in Prax at Storm season. Foul weather to travel and all that. He does mention to Dakajeel that Varanis is with child, expected to deliver about the ...
              • A New Man
                Xenofos — A New Man 1627, Storm Season Context Storm season, Straw weaver camp Events She nods briskly, then turns and walks away, leaving Dakajeel to explain. The ceremony will take place in a few days. In the meantime, he is to prepare. He ...
              • Riding lessons
                Xenofos — Riding Lessons 1627, Storm Season Context Storm season Straw weaver camp Events On the days after the ceremony Xenofos passes on the gifts he got to his new parents. He continues to see his niece and nephew, although now trying to make ...
                • Obstinate
                  Xenofos — Obstinate 1628, Sea Season, Death Week Context Sea Season Death Week Wildday Eve. After the court of Leika the Queen of Colymar Events A tad spoilery for Berra. Xenofos fiddles with the armring Leika gave him. He glances towards Berra but does ...
                • Hurt Feelings
                  Xenofos — Hurt Feelings 1628 Context Mainly on the road from Quackford to Clearwine after the river was planted Migth be spoilery for Varanis Events At Quackford at some point after the new river has joined the Creek Xenofos closes on Berra and says quietly ...
                • Thanks For the Soothing Words
                  Xenofos — Thanks For Soothing Words 1628 Context On the road from headwaters to the mouth of New river Spoilery for Berra and Varanis Out of order here – should precede Hurt feelings Events Duckpriest and Berra navigate through the lands in a meandering ...
                • Call Of Uleria
                  Xenofos — Call Of Uleria 1628 Context Fireday eve, after meeting Kallyr Events At evening after dining with Kallyr and descending the thousand steps to house Varanis and Berra bought Xenofos gets to room set apart for him and emerges pretty soon in his ...
                • Words Of An Acolyte
                  1628, Fireday (night), Movement Week, Dark Season
                • Thanks for the Memory
                  Context After half of the group fought Draznk, and Berra didn’t, but nearly fought Nala. Session 3.8. Events It is typical Sartar weather of Sea season. A refreshing shower has fallen on the hillsides. Xenofos and Berra are keeping watch outside the Sacred cave. Varanis is sulking in a tree. Berra has managed to find a cloak to borrow, to go ...
                • Jonstown Tubs
                  1628, Fire: Xenofos and Varanis escape to the baths for a bit in Jonstown.
                • To Quest or not to Quest?
                  1628, Fire Season, Stasis Week, Waterday: On the way back to find Irillo and the caravan, Berra, Varanis, and Xenofos argue about Onjur’s proposal.
                • Off the road again
                  1628, Fire Season, Stasis Week (ish) – Xenofos follows Varanis despite the Vingan’s resentment and poor choices.