| Elvalianon | Date: Tuesday, 2015-06-30, 2:24 PM | Message # 1 |
Group: Guild Master
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| Oh hi, I am surprised you are this curious! Are you wondering who I am? Then keep reading...
My name is Elva. I am a wood elf from Myth Drannor and been researching it's ancient mysteries. When I started my journey nearly two years ago, I had been studying runes, artworks and books of great masters to understand the depths of this world. I served as a hero for Neverember, under Sergeant Knox command. During this time I practiced magic and combat strategies while offering my aid to Neverwinter, readying myself for yet the hardest battles to come.
After I completed my training I learned not all battles can be fought alone. I therefore sought for aid from other hero's. However, it turned out that most heroes had a different view on this world. They only sought for riches, leaving their brothers and sisters behind as they crawled through dungeons in strange ways. As they all gathered around to grab for their prizes, the evil creatures they so creatively fooled and passed by began to dwell once more, leaving anything but peace in the lands of Neverwinter. My researching and battles became more and more difficult because of this. Discouraged by this, I thought the end of adventurers where near.
Then one day I stumbled up on a man, a dwarf who spoke loud and great for his size. He told me about so called Guilds, a house that bonds adventurers who share the same ideas. He offered me to sign a contract for a small fee, so I could build my own guild and bring these heroes together who all share the same ideas and wishes. To fight all evil, expand our knowledge and share the wealth. I sealed the deal with the dwarf and started my journey. I sought far and wide for heroes that shared the same view. Heroes with pride, courage and kind hearts. One of the first and one of the greatest was a wizard named Mordecai, he was reckless, rich and funny but above all powerful. We connected instantly and soon he helped me build this guild as second in command, sharing much of his wealth to reach our mutual goal. Many adventurers came and went, for the better or worse. We raised and trained them, giving our all. After some time another officer emerged among us, a sturdy, powerful Guardian Fighter. His knowledge and skill helped the guild blossom into a healthy organism. We found several other loyal guild members during this time, Lucas, Nilath, Piran, Hezrou and Smashgood, one by one great heroes, of which some still walk among us.
After a year had passed by, dark times lurked over the guild, disagreements had been brewing on the inside. A shady adventurer decided to take advantage of these fragile times and lurked a part of our guild into the depths. This resulted into several leaving, including one of our officers, whom we later welcomed back with heavy hearts, after he had realized this figure had mislead him and taken advantage of our emotions. From there on our guild started to crumble, as our second in command was busy trying to sustain his family, I was left to carry most of the weight on my own. The enemies became stronger and stronger as Elemental Evil reached Neverwinter. I slowly began to faint underneath the weight and had already picked a nice spot for my grave in the Neverdeath Graveyard. However, one of our officers; Piran and several guild members picked me up, put me back on my feet and encouraged me to keep going. To continue for those who are yet to come, those who still want to fight with pride. Seeing them still rooting for me and our guild gave me new energy, with a select few we started to rebuild our guild. After several adjustments the guild started to slowly bloom once more, we found more sustainable heroes who really wanted to make our guild grow. One of them was named Maystor, who was a great friend and talented Devoted Cleric, taking his place as my adviser and soon to be leader. Another was Piran, a kind and smart rogue who had traveled with us for a while, that soon too became a leader. Together, Piran Maystor and I made and executed plans that have improved the guild greatly since and we were glad to see everything was slowly falling into place.
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| svensvedmyr | Date: Saturday, 2015-10-24, 3:34 PM | Message # 2 |
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| Nice, I liked it! 
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| Elvalianon | Date: Thursday, 2015-11-19, 0:49 AM | Message # 3 |
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| After our rebuild we where contacted by a man calling himself "The Steward", who's real name still remains a secret at this very moment. How and why he did not explain, but he offered us a chance to create a home for our guild, in return we had to work together and clear out enemies and monster who had invaded the lands around or future to be Stronghold. He also gave us a special opportunity to promote our guild among the lands of Neverwinter, giving us the chance to tell every adventurer in search for a guild who we were, what we do and what we stand for. Our message reached far and wide and many interested adventurers traveled down to our guild, joining or ranks. As our guild was growing and getting ready to take on the Stronghold, I and our leader Maystor hit a wall. During our time working together our friendship had grown beyond just the guild, but due to both our fierce characters clashed and crumbled until we had to decide it was better to part ways. With heavy hearts we said our goodbyes, as Maystor choose to resign as a hero for Neverwinter and live a regular life, kindly leaving behind the little wealth he had made for himself as a donation towards the guild.
From there on, I was once more nearly alone to lead this guild towards our Stronghold. Managing the guild starting weighing on me again, as Piran our leader was working hard on a more important mission beyond the lands of Neverwinter and Mordecai our second in command was slowly loosing his spirit to continue fighting the always growing evil. However, there where several kind, knowledgeable and strong heroes joining our ranks over time, as our guild began to slowly build up our Stonghold, clearing enemies and areas around. Some of these heroes had great potential, even though I had gotten weary of all the betrayal and hurt, it would mean destruction if our guild if I had ignored them. So I opened my eyes and started listening, I started accepting the support and help from Benn Tallcripler a kind and clever rogue and Hezrou a strong wizard that always had stuck with us through thick and thin. The guild held it's two years anniversary and what better time to make another turn point. Hezrou and Benn joined me along the leader ranks, taking great weight of my shoulders and becoming of great importance to the guild, but also new officers named Willen, Dragor and Rugnar emerged among our ranks. Together we starting forming a strong council, ready to take on the world.
Building our Stronghold however, was another task. Many resources like food, stone, metal and wood where needed, but also gold and diamonds to fund our structures. Our council sat together and decided that at the current speed rate our Stronghold might be half build in a year. After several long meetings and thoroughly discussing our options we decided to require our guild members to pay a weekly fee. This fee would go towards the building of our Stronghold and in return the members get the support, shelter and wealth they need. Our plan was welcomed kindly and since then our guild has been growling and blossoming steadily since.
If it wasn't for these great friends I wouldn't have been leading this guild named True DragonBlood for over two years. It has grown into a loving community with faces and smiles that return every day. Fighting evil can be difficult, but together we can make it a enjoyable journey.
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