Aleks of Thasunta

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Aleks of Thasunta

Postby Kerstman » Mon Jan 25, 2016 11:02 pm

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Repost from the old forums : October 2014
For about a moon he now is in this western land they call Impiltur. The people had not been unkind and a local farmer even allowed him to work on his land. A way of earning a few coppers and praising Bhalla at the same time. The sight of her shrine while helping the farmer was pleasing. As he worked the ground with the farmer's hoe his thoughts went back to when he reached the falls of Erech. A magnificent view to the western lands, but at the same time a breaking point for any young man of the lodge. A time of leaving the homeland behind for now. His prayers to the Three and the spirits of the land were made and the ritual offering was cast down the cascading waterfall. The wonder of the riches laying down there briefly crosses his mind, but it was soon forced out by a sense of tradition and the fear of the spirits' punishment for any who would dare to go down there.

That was last summer. After following the Great Road and walking around the Easting Reach this is where he is now. A place where many other foreigners gather too. So far there were no fellow countrymen, but neither there were enemies from the neighbouring lands. There is plenty of opportunity for learning and challenge oneself. The spiders were dangerous, but they were overcome. He was worried about the spirit he had seen in the other place. Having to fight walking bones was bad enough, but hopefully the spirit was not offended. That is the main concern for now. For as much as he knows none of the others took or touched any of the spirit's belongings in the room. There is not much to do beside hope, pray and to speak to a ethran or hathran of the Three or the spirits soon. If they may even be in this land. There was someone from other lands who seems thrustworthy, but she spoke of an unfamiliar god. Yet she was very determined in bringing down the walking flesh and bones, but she also left the spirit in peace.
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Fenneken : Obscure arcanist
Aleks : Rashemi barbie
Unger mac Rotu : Earthfast tunnel recon dwarf

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Leopold Thunersdai : Damaran Tempurian
Badger: Mute hin archer

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Two winters in Impiltur

Postby Kerstman » Mon May 09, 2016 10:02 pm

Next summer it will be two years since Aleks left Thasunta. That day he looked back once to the city of berserkers and he had to force himself to not do so more often. Since then he has often looked back in a more figurative way, but as the days became moons and the moons became years the frequency of it has decreased. It was recently that Elis of Khelliara triggered something when she pointed out in a direct manner that maybe his Dajemma should be over. A remark that probably was not meant in a harmful manner, but even if it was it did not matter. She was right in her observation, but it hurt the berserker's spirit nevertheless. Aleks forced himself to not show this feeling to Elis, someone who Aleks treated much like she was a Rashemi Ethran. He did not wish to hide this emotion because he is too proud, but simply because there is no need that she is bothered with it.

She was of a different kind than he was used to, as many people in Impiltur are. More open and more talkative. Serving gods and spirits that at first seemed very different, but after a time of observation there were clear similarities between what drives the people and the lands in both Impiltur and Rashemen. Only the city-triad was very different. The city, its ways and its people made it that Aleks would spend most of his days in Impiltur in the smaller villages and the willderness. Sometimes it was a solitary life, but he adapted and developed. In the beginning days it was not easy, but nearly two years later the barbarian can claim to be a skilled hunter, outdoorsman and warrior. Something he would never say about himself, but that others may state if they so wish. Was he now a proper berserker and warrior? By Impilturan standards he was and perhaps back home they would welcome him as such. But he knows well enough that he is different than many of his kin. Especially the most famous warriors of his Lodge fought with more bravado. Or that is at least how the stories go about the old warriors.

But what was keeping him in Impiltur? Plenty was achieved to call the Dajemma to an end and return home. Surely he would be welcomed like a lost brother whose tales are to be shared with both the young and old in Thasunta. Or is something simply keeping him out of Rashemen? If there is an answer then it is unknown to Aleks. Nevertheless there is one clear reason to travel back to the east. The tiny platinum piece in his coin pouch seemed to weigh on him as if he was constantly carrying an anvil. Achieved riches are always shared with the spirits, the Rashemi and Rashemen. Not with foreigners, even when living in foreign lands. But is this one reason enough reason? If anything it only adds to the warrior's daily thoughts and contemplations that sometimes seem like they are neverending.
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Fenneken : Obscure arcanist
Aleks : Rashemi barbie
Unger mac Rotu : Earthfast tunnel recon dwarf

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Leopold Thunersdai : Damaran Tempurian
Badger: Mute hin archer

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Re: Aleks of Thasunta

Postby Kerstman » Mon Apr 17, 2017 1:15 pm

The town of Filur and its surroundings have seen the Rashemi warrior staying there the last moon or two. Vlasta has been left behind since he joined and fought in the northern exodus in the last days of 1363, when the demons hunted the people. Since the dust settled after the Demon Prince fell in the Sarshel city square he knows that Elis and others watch the northern lands.

Not long ago Aleks struggled and she who once served Khelliara, but now the Oakfather, played a part in it. The Durthan, the evil trickery, the fight, the near-death state he was in, but most of all the fear and shame of betrayal towards Khelliara and her servants. The berserker was thankful when moons later they met again and they agreed to move forward, rather than looking behind themselves. She helped him with finding a purpose to remain in Impiltur and as soon as he feared the guidance of one Ethran was lost another appeared. This time no surrogate, even if that word does not do Elis any justice at all. But she never was one from Rashemen. Always a servant of Mielikki and now of the Oakfather.

The woman Callalily and her entourage, most of all the man named Svarozic, were met. It warmed Aleks his heart and spirit to meet other people from Rashemen. Others who understand his home and his ways. How in general the lands breathe, live and what place the Telthor have in it. He will be there to help the Green One, Svarozic and her companions to do what they need done in Impiltur.

Yes, the end of the Dajemma is not in sight. Not with what is happening in Impiltur and certainly not after what transpired from the conversations with Elis and Callalily. In Thasunta they may wonder where he is and what he does, but Aleks is not of mind to return soon. Even without the two women he would have stayed, for he has grown. He is stronger. In body, but more importantly, in spirit. The guidance of Wychlaran shall always be a welcome blessing, but not a requirement for deciding his path.
Mains
Fenneken : Obscure arcanist
Aleks : Rashemi barbie
Unger mac Rotu : Earthfast tunnel recon dwarf

Alts
Leopold Thunersdai : Damaran Tempurian
Badger: Mute hin archer


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