[The open journal is laid out on the table, the krytan script done in black ink. The pages hold a slight scent of cinnamon.]
Shun sent me a letter, asking me to check up on Estel. She was sick or something, something that she couldn’t heal on her own. Not life threatening but enough to worry about. So after checking my medical bags, I headed out from the Priory to Divinity’s Reach.
So while I didn’t see this in the patch notes, there are THREE NEW HEARTS in the game! Thankfully they are in starting zones so they are easy to find and easy to do.
The first is in Caldeon forest in Astorea where you help the farmers keep the fields clear and feed moas.
The second and third are in the Plains of Ashford just outside Smokestead. One is helping out with the cattle, the other is clearing out skritt at the canon range.
All three hearts are very easy to do and are very conveniently located in the starting areas right outside the main cities. So if anyone is wondering why their world completion percentage has changed, that is why.
Season 2 of GW2 Living Story will return Nov 4, 2014, according to a new press release from NCsoft The fate of Tyria hangs in the balance. The world’s races are uniting against the Elder Dragon Mor…
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Nochsana in her secondary armor set. :D Now if only I had Quip~
Wow. I can’t get over how modern looking that armor is. It looks like something I’d see someone wear when up in the city. Gorgeous~
[The journal is laid out on a table, the edges of the pages hold some dust and pollen that glows slightly, like the kinds seen in the Grove.]
Dwayna have mercy. Mordremoth attacked the Grove during the summit. And I’m not as surprised as I think I should be. After a year of Scarlet I feel that I, and others, have gotten a little jaded.
Woo! Got my Fashion Collector title!
Apologies for my late write up, it took some time for me to get my thoughts together. Once I am through I’m sure the reason will be apparent. So Sanna wanted me to talk about the summit. Well…it could have gone better.
We got to the Grove early. Sanna though didn’t take in the scenery as she was flipping through her note cards nervously. She had been practicing her speech every night to me, wanting to keep it simple and short while at the same time making sure the danger of Mordremoth was perfectly clear. I thought what she ended up with was very good and well thought out, but I still had to confiscate the pen as we walked through the Grove. She was ready, she just needed to to stop second guessing herself.
We watched the representatives of each race parade in through the gate. It wasn’t the largest affair, but it was nice. The procession did not take very long and everyone who promised to come did come. I know that was the biggest worry about this summit. The vines so far have not attacked the capitol cities, making it easier for those in charge to downplay the danger or turn a blind eye completely.
The Pale Tree welcomed us all warmly and invited Sanna to speak. I gave her a reassuring squeeze of the hand before she went up to the lectern. And while I may be accused of bias, I think she did very well in front of all those representatives. And not just with the speech, but also with the questions. As expecting the representatives were less than enthusiastic to see the danger of Mordremoth. They all had their own problems at home to deal with. But Sanna at least managed to get them to agree to listen. That’s something.
But then things turned nasty quickly. Mordrem started to rise up out of nowhere to attack. The dragon must have known about this somehow. While Knut and Imperator Smodur no doubt wanted to stay and fight, it was imperative that we got the representatives out. This was my job, my duty. I hung back to prove protection so others could escape. I thought they had all gotten out.
But leave it to Sanna to remember the one who could not escape: The Pale Tree’s avatar. We ran to the avatar who didn’t look very well, she was huddled and shivering. She could feel the mordrem in her branches and roots, but worst of all she could sense another larger foe.
It was a dragon. A lieutenant by my judge. It was too massive to get through the boughs, but it still had its magic and claws. Sanna hung back, standing guard over the hurt avatar and not letting the mordrem near. As much as I would have rathered her escape, I knew her character well enough to not expect anything different. And it did allow me to not have to split my focus. I trusted Sanna to keep herself and the avatar safe, and for her to watch my back. Eventually the dragon lieutenant had enough and retreated.
The first thing I did was run to check on Sanna and the avatar. Sanna was unhurt thankfully. The avatar though was not well, but was still conscious. She had something important to tell the both us.
It was a message or vision of some sort. A dragon flying, crystals, choking vines. I have no idea what she was trying to convey. And from the look on Sanna’s face afterwards, my companion doesn’t either. Whatever it was, the Pale Tree considered it important. The vision though sapped the avatar’s strength and she collapsed against Sanna. Thankfully a portal opened and some sylvari menders were able to take over.
We were ushered down to the lower level. It seems as if the dragon had reached down there as well. There were hurt sylvari everywhere. Sanna is trained in sylvari healing, but our first duty was to see to those who were gathered here for the summit. They were safe, but they had now seen first hand the power Mordemoth wields. Its a hard lesson to learn.
The leaders have made promises to help fight against the dragon and this time it seems they are sincere. But the Grove has been dealt a huge blow. Sanna and I will try to stick around as long as well can, or until the Priory calls us back.
Sanna here again. Sorry about the wait, a lot of things have been happening on my end. Last update: Phlunt was a jerk and tried to claim ownership of Taimi’s invention as leverage for him going to the summit. And rather than letting me handle it, Taimi snatched the device and took off in Scruffy into the desert and we had to run after them.
Scruffy is faster than he looks. In no time at all there were only foot prints of his passing. And that made finding Taimi take longer than I liked. The footprints took us to a completely new section of Dry Top, which made things even more dangerous. We had no idea what was out there nor were there any centaurs we could ask for help.
And we could have used that help. I heard a frightened shriek over the sands, it had to be Taimi. I ran towards the sound only to find her being chased by a group of Inquest. Whatever fatigue I felt vanished. How dare they harass a child!
I ran as fast as I could to get to Taimi. The Inquest had herded her towards a cliff where Scruffy fell apart. The only defense she had was Braham and myself. My adrenaline was soaring and I didn’t feel my own wounds. No matter what happened I was not going to let her get hurt. Assassins, golems, it didn’t matter.
Finally the red haze faded and we checked on how Taimi was doing. Poor girl was terrified and sobbing, completely rattled by the attack but not physically injured. As upset as she was, her tears dried instantly when she noticed Phlunt and company coming up, late as usual.
I didn’t want her invention to be given up, but the middle of the desert just after an Inquest attack was not the time nor place to make a proposition. Thankfully Taimi didn’t put up a fight, well not much of one. Phlunt gets the invention for now and he has to come to the summit. And no more added stipulations, I’m not playing this game again.
Next was the summit itself. I think I’ll let Tarnn talk about how that went down.
Soon after I left Kasmeer I received a letter from Taimi. Phlunt has not left her alone it seems. I agreed to come by and see if I could get him off her back.
Taimi sent Braham to meet me as she was busy trying to fend off Phlunt and his lackeys. I arrived to hear some argument about the waypoint device. Namely that Phlunt doesn’t believe that it actually works and wanted a demonstration. I would have thought that the fact that the waypoints are no longer under assault would have sufficed, but science demands peer testing.
Taimi had some miniature waypoints that she had used for previous testing. It was no trouble to use the device to demonstrate, Phlunt seemed impressed. What was trouble was that the mordrem had been attracted by the magic. I had a feeling something like this would happen.
And of course Phlunt and his entourage were completely useless in fighting them off. It was a huge pain. The waypoint device managed to distract them for enough time to drive them away, but considering how many people Phlunt had with him you’d think at least one would be brave enough to lend a hand.
Phlunt was satisfied with the demonstration. However, being the snake that he is, he decided to pin another stipulation onto his coming to the summit: Taimi’s waypoint device. I was livid when I heard that. Not only is changing an agreement last second simply because he has more power sickening, but taking Taimi’s invention from her? He claimed that it was par for the course at the College of Synergetics but I was suspicious that he would only point this out now. I was willing to try to come up with some compromise, maybe have it be in my trust or the trust of the Priory rather than his devious clutches.
But Taimi never gave me that chance. Instead she grabbed the device and ran. We had no choice but to run after her. I’m sorry to say that her rash action will make it much harder for her to keep her invention. But we had to find her first.
The word about the summit has been spread to every major city. Schedules have been written and promises made. The only hitch was to make sure it actually happened. Which is not as easy as I’d like.
I got word from Kasmeer that there might be some difficulty in Queen Jennah attending the summit. Rumors are being spread around Divinity’s Reach that she was in fact working with Scarlet during last year’s Jubilee. I had been at the Jubilee when Scarlet attacked. Who in their right mind would believe such an obvious lie? Well, turns out that the lie doesn’t have to be true, it just has to be said. If Queen Jennah leaves while this rumor is running, then that just adds to the suspicion. Politics is never easy.
Kasmeer wanted me to come to a party that is normally reserved for nobility to see if we could get to the bottom of this rumor and disprove it. I was ecstatic at the invitation. I have not been in the company of Countess Linneia for nothing. While no expert, I did have some idea of what to expect. For one thing, I knew an asura’s presence would be questioned no matter how fancy I dressed. But a representative of the Priory would be less suspicious, so I cleaned and pressed my uniform and put on some tasteful yet humble jewelry before meeting with Kasmeer.
Kasmeer gave me a brief run down of what was going on. She was really nervous since she was still looked down upon by the majority of the nobility. But someone up there was on her side: Countess Anise. That has to count for something. Countess Anise is hoping that Kasmeer’s claim to catch lies will help clear the queen’s name. I believed in her. We could do this.
Countess Anise stayed behind with her new bodyguard, Canach of all people. Wonder how that happened. But I had other lines of questioning to do. It was mostly mingling, saying the right things in order to build up trust before asking certain questions as tactfully as possible. It is no secret that Minister Caudecus is trying to undermine the queen and has been for some time. That was not news to my ears. What was news was finding out that Scarlet had been in the throne room one day before the Jubilee. That day also brought in a goat farmer and two ministers: Anton and Estelle, both whom had been seen with Caudecus lately. One of them would know what is going on.
We spoke with Minister Anton first. He said nothing suspicious. In fact it appeared that the queen had not wanted to speak with Scarlet at all and left the throne room quickly. That certainly puts a dent in the rumors. And then a woman in the group, Lady Claire, said something off hand about the rumor. I pressed her for more information. It was veeery interesting. She was being paid to spread the rumor despite knowing that it was false. The guilt was laying heavy on her and she was willing to testify, though she would not say who was paying her.
Interesting. Very interesting. We wandered the party a little longer. There was one noblewoman who called Minister Estelle out as a liar, claiming that the queen was meeting with a charr emissary at the same time as the supposed meeting with Scarlet. A servant also incriminated Minister Estelle, saying that she is a gambler and has been meeting with Lady Claire. That sounds like another rivet in the golem to me.
Minister Estelle is the type to think she is more clever than she really is. Her lies were obvious, she could not keep her stories straight, and kept changing her mind as to what really happened. She has met with Caudecus recently. She claimed that Scarlet and Queen Jennah were acting like a bunch of precollege progeny, laughing and giggling and whispering with each other: something that had been disproven by the words of other nobles. Then came the confusion on if the queen wore a red or a black cape during her night visit with Scarlet when she was supposed to be meeting with the charr emissary. Minister Estelle flustered at her point before claiming that Countess Anise was in on this too. Did she really expect us to believe that? But Kasmeer pulled me away, wanting to ask Countess Anise just in case.
We found Countess Anise with Canach but before we could speak to her, I felt a voice in my head. It was startling, but the voice belonged to Anise. The one that was before us was an illusion, the real Countess Anise was outside the party, under a bridge. Kasmeer and I met with her and she had something interesting to say. Minister Estelle was witnessed gambling in a bandit den at the time she claimed to see the queen with Scarlet. All we had to do was remind her of that fact.
It certainly got her attention. Kasmeer accused her of gambling right where everyone could hear. And that was the cue Countess Anise needed to bring in her guards to take Minister Estelle into custody. Countess Anise thanked us for our service, even going as far as inviting Kasmeer to be in Queen Jennah’s entourage for the summit! So she was going to go! And what an honor for Kasmeer. Perhaps she will be be able to talk the queen into giving Kasmeer her noble title back. This is wonderful.
I did speak with Countess Anise a little before going back to the party. She knew very well what Minister Estelle was up too, but she was considered to be bias towards the queen and therefor not a reliable witness. And that’s were we came in. I am glad I was able to help. I think I can get used to these noble gatherings.
Well, I was first inspired by the blog Snaff Savant. I really enjoyed Zznaf’s adventures and wanted to try my hand at documenting my characters’ own adventures. I started out just writing about the Living Story, all the way back to Flame and Frost. After I joined [Dawn] I was inspired by some of my guildmates’ character journals where the character documented what happened during roleplay. I really liked that idea, it would give other people some insight into what my characters were doing and going through. So this is mostly a character driven blog, but with a few extra things sprinkled in.
I think I can offer some advice.
1) Know your goal. You specified “rp and faq” so that’s good. You should have some idea of what you wish to accomplish and talk about with your blog.
2) Know your format. Once you know what you want to post, you should know how you are going to post it. Will it be a text post? Picture post? Will you be using “read more”s? Knowing how you want to present certain types of posts ahead of time will cut down on the prep work and allow you to get to writing sooner. It will also help your readers know what they are looking at. Like my Living Story posts are formatted differently my roleplay posts, so without having to read the whole thing my viewers already have some idea of what to expect.
3) Know your limits. This one might be a bit trickier, but don’t bite off more than you can chew. Keeping this blog running is hard. It’s a lot of work and time and requires discipline. While other people are off enjoying the Living Story updates, my mind is racing. “Which character should I use for what?” “How will this fit?” “What will I say?” “Do I have enough screenshots?” “Do I have the time to type and edit screenshots?” There have been times I have declined roleplays because I was behind in my journaling and I didn’t want to add to my back log. And of course real life takes precedence over blogging (if anyone with a calendar cares to look, I have been very late with the Living Story lately, my job takes a lot of time). Take the time you need and cut back if you have too. No one is paying you for this so don’t burn yourself out.
4) Know you love it. Like I said before, running a blog is hard work. Discipline is important. You might find out that you don’t enjoy it as much, and that’s okay. Change gears if something doesn’t work into something that does work. The important thing is that you are your blog’s biggest fan. You have to like what you do and the content you put out. Your blog is essentially a labor of love.
That’s all I can think of right now. Good luck with your blog and I hope my advice was at least somewhat helpful.
[The open journal has its pages smudged with a green liquid, some of which appear to have burned small holes in the page.]
I’ve been working so much for the Priory lately that I was surprised to receive a letter from my brother about the shop. I can’t believe I had let that place slip my mind. Wess takes good care of it, but its still my responsibility.
Text posts on character images are still trendy, so…
This is a good summary of the early stages of Sanna and Isa’s friendship from Isa’s perspective.
Sanna was, and remains, oblivious. Isa is just a friend to her.