You left out the word "Mighty"

Fixed for accuracy.

Paying for Your Characters Education

Since it seems to me that in every Fantasy Novel I read the Wealthy and Nobility seem to have more skills than anyone else I decided to tweak the skill points slightly. For every 1000 Wealth Points the character spends they can take 1/10 off to buy a skill.

If a charatcer has .5 inventing points left and spends 5000 Wealth Points they can add a skill. Basically they paid for a Teacher or Tutor.

Gentlemen,

I am heart broken and jealous of Gerry. I am still waiting for Ravenswood characters to be posted.

Let it be known that the next time we play, I will probably be using Capatain Warlock, I hope none of the non flying characters are found plumetting to their doom.

I just might roll a 20 when attemtping to catch them. 

He's the only one I have left!!!! Everybody else Died or Exploded, and then Died. 

  Folks,

  I would finally like to run this in the next month or two depending on what anyone else thinks. It's been stewing for a while.

Still need to see characters posted.

  The Callendar

  There are a total of 364 days in a year. 28 days to a Month and 7 days to a week.

   There are 13 Months in the Year and each represents one of the Godlings of The Pantheon. This is the closest thing to a Zodiac there is.

  The 13th Month, The Dark Month, is given to the Nameless One. It is known as The Dark Month simply because due to the fact that the second and smaller Moon does not make an appearance around the World during that time. The second Moon has a different orbit and is further away from the World than the Greater Moon.

  It is said the second Moon is the home of the Adored Child as she is hiding from The Nameless One during that month.

  The Revered Father is The Sun and The Beloved Mother is The Greater Moon. These are considered to be Their Realms to be more specific.

  Each 7th Day is considered by many to be a day of rest.

  It has been noted that the birth rate in the 13th month is extremely low. Most consider this to be born under a bad sign and many Mothers will do their best to avoid bearing a child at this time. Many Fathers are quite upset of course during the 3rd month of the year. Many children born during the 13th Month are given to the Temples to become Preists of the other 12 Godlings. This is thought to be a way to avoid Sins they would most likely commit in the future.

  Illyrian Holy Days

  The Illyrians have a bit of a different approach to their Holy Days. There are 13 of them.

  Each First Day of The Month is Celebrated as a Holy Day for The Godling whose Month it Represents.

  Pantheon Update

  Below is a breakdown of names and spheres for the Gods

  The Revered Father: Sun, Culture, The Harvest

  The Beloved Mother: Greater Moon, Fertility, Birth

  The Adored Child: Lesser Moon, Children, Love in All Forms

  The Rogue: Luck, Trickery, Fortune

  The Dark Lady: Death, The Cycle

  The Natural Beauty: Nature, Animals, Beauty

  The Sky Prince: Weather

  The Master of Arms:Competition, Combat, Martial Arts

  The Water Lord: Oceans, Lakes, Rivers

  The Lord Protector: Guardianship, Protection

  The Hermit: Knowledge, Wisdom, Magic

  The Artisan: Crafts, Wealth

  The Wandering Lord: Geography, Travel, Land

  The One Apart: Justice, Rulership, The Unwanted

  The Nameless One: It is unknown if any beings revere Him and if so for what.

 

Jimmy found this file (attached) in my zip of the old forum posts.  Not the best format but hoping it will help you capture any old thoughts.

That is the format the site saves the posts as on the back end. It's the best I can do, apologies.

  The Illyrian Empire

   This self proclaimed Empire can have it's roots traced back for just under 1000 years. The initial Illyrian Kingdom was formed roughly a Millenia ago and through ages of conquest and assimilation of neighboring Kingdoms became an Empire. Over time the Illyrians stretched the boundaries of their Empire and as they conquered or assimilated their neighbors they would simply make the citizens part of the Illyrian Empire as it is now known.

  The Illyrian lands lie West of Istria. Actually the Empire lies Northwest and Southwest of Istria as well. The Empire is roughly three times the size of Istria but the population is  roughly 10 times that of Istria. This is partially due to the fact that the Illyrians still practice Slavery to a large extent though through their years of conquest most civilizations became citizens and not slaves. The slaves are mostly made up of  generations of former slaves since it is almost impossible to move up in class.

  The Empire has made great progress in taking what was best from each civilization they conquered and made it their own. The Illyrians are Masters of Engineering rivaled only by the Dwarves to the Northeast. They have built a vast series of roads to assist in their conquests as well as their trading over the centuries.

  The Emperor holds Supreme Power though each city is run by their own Lord who may make the day to day decisions as well as being responsible for the collection of taxes for the Empire.

  The Illyrian Army is said to be the most disciplined fighting force known today and though their soldiers are often called the Illyrian Lancers this is not actually the case. The True Illyrian Lancers are an Elite force hand chosen from the rest of the Empires soldiers. Simply think of a Spartan Warrior and put him on Horseback. You will have an Illyrian Lancer. A dangerous and Deadly opponent to be sure.

  Though the Illyrians and Istrians are on acceptable terms they are in no way allies. Trade may be had between both Civilizations but trust between the two neighbors is thin. Istria is made up of former Illyrians who travelled East into the lands as well as escaped slaves. Though this was over 500 years ago it has not been forgotten by either Nation and jealousy from both sides still runs rampant. It is thought that the only thing that has stopped the Illyrinas from Invading Istria is the vast mountain range that seperates most of Istria from Illyria. That thought is of course correct.

   

Sir Edgarton approaches Sir Roland (John), Florian DeCola(Mike), Our Beloved Ranger Type (Gerry) with a rolled piece of Parchment in his hand.

"Well my Young Friends. It seems after all my back breaking lessons with all of you the time has finally come. You have been summoned to spend the next six months in your obliged rotation at The Storm Towers to The North."

"Ah, I remember my times there in my youth fondly but that was back in the day when there really was a threat of Goblin Incursion. Those were the good old days. No longer it seems however."

"Keep in mind that there you will hold no rank of Knight or Squire, you will simply be as all the others. Soldiers performing your duty to King and Country. It seems you will travelling there with an old acquaintance of mine, Sgt. Crux."

" To be honest Gentlemen, you may actually prefer the company of the Goblins to his."

  Just a quick note on Istrian Climate. It is roughly the same as New York State. Cold in the winter, warm to damn hot in the summer. Snow Falls in the middle of the Kingdom are only a few total inches to a foot on average throughout the winter months. Greater to the North and somwhat less to the South but not tremendously.

Just Bumping this for Friday. Gents please give it a re read at your leisure.

Old Siverragn

  Siverragn first appeared in Istria some sixty years ago when Uriens Father was King. He was old then too. No one calls him "Old" but Siverragn often refers to himself that way. He serves as an advisor to Uriens though he is often thought to be sleeping during court proceedings. Somehow he still remembers all that happened during Court.

  It is also rumored that over the years he has performed a Miracle or Three.....

Note

Some seven years ago when Sir Roland first came to the Capital City of Istria he noticed Siverragn standing knee deep in a clear Lake on a Sunny Summer morning. Sir Roland overheard Siverragn saying to no one in particular while looking down into the still waters " What do you mean He would have to dive into the Sky and swim to the bottom in order to find it?"

Sir Roland could swear Siverragn was talking to a Fish.

.....And so it came to pass that after seven years of rigorous training in Mind, Body and Spirit, our Beloved Sir Roland was finally called to Duty.

   It was the First Day of the Sixth Month, the Month of Her Lady, The Natural Beauty that Sir Roland would be called to serve as both Castle Knight Guard and Herald outside the chambers of The Ducal Council Meeting. Roland was chosen for his several abilities. Heraldry, Oration and not to mention his prowess with a Blade. Having Sir Edgarton as a Mentor and being Sir Edgarton's Squire did not hurt either.

  Sir Roland's first announcement came as Catalan Drake, Duke of Saarloos approached the council room along with his retinue. None would be admitted but The Silver Duke himself but a man of such stature could hardly be alone. As Sir Roland announced the presence of Duke Catalan his booming voice caught the ears of The Silver Duke. Though not friends Catalan had become familiar with Roland over the years due to Roland's particularly odd way of becoming a Castle Knight and Royal Squire. Roland had saved the Life of Sir Edgarton years ago though at the same time losing both His parents during a Goblin raid in The Iron Lands. This act of Heroism and Self Sacrifice had led to Roland becoming a ward of the Royal House of Istria and Squire to Sir Edgarton, The Princess' Champion.

  Be that as it may it did not stop The Silver Duke from making Sir Roland as uncomfortable as possible outside the Council Chambers. It was known that Duke Catalan enjoyed a good jest as well and if not better than most. Our Beloved Sir Roland took the jibes only as he could and performed his duties and announced The Silver Duke to the Council.

  After a brief time Duke Bernard Adelburn and His retainers approached the Council Chambers. Once again Sir Roland performed as he should and again He caught the ear of another Duke. The eye also. The Iron Duke took notice of Roland and recalled him from those seven years ago when Roland had brought an injured and barley conscious Sir Edgarton to his door in the middle of a Wintry Night during The Dark Month. The Iron Duke did not however act in the same fashion as Catalan Duke of Saarloos. Duke Adelburn simply acknowledged what he still considered "that boy" from that cold and terrible night. A brave and stalwart ten year old who had grown into a Man.

  The Ducal Council met that day for twelve hours and in the end nothing had been accomplished. This was no great surprise as it appeared this was the case each and every year. The first days would drag as the Dukes hemmed and hawed at each other over taxation and finance before The King finally had enough and gave them an ultimatum to finish  their useless bickering and resolve the issues quickly.

  Roland escorted Sir Edgarton to his quarters as was his Duty. As they were just finishing up removing Sir Edgartons Armor of State a knock came on the door. The Hall Page had come to announce that The Princess Estrella and Her handmaid Lucretia were in the outer chamber requesting an audience with Sir Edgarton. The request was a mere formality as no one denied The Princess Estrella anything it seemed.

  Sir Roland, not knowing whether he should excuse himself or not, chose instead to bury himself in a corner of the room and became deeply interested in a Tapestry he had never really had much interest in previously. You see, seven years ago when Sir Roland came to the Istrian Capital he had laid eyes on The Princess Estrella for the first time. In that one glance and even as a child of only ten he had fallen madly in Love with the Princess. Knowing such things would never be he now simply admired her from afar.

  The reason for the meeting was not for The Princess' needs. Instead it was Her handmaiden, Lucretia, who required assistance from Sir Edgarton. It seemed Lucretia was with child. It took Sir Roland all his efforts not to blurt out "It's not mine." He simply concentrated on the tapestry in the corner. Lucretia stated she had previously been with Viscount Ambrose Dulaney, a Vassal of Catalan, Duke of Saarloos. Though Lucretia admitted he had not been her first she swore upon the Gods and the Life of her unborn child that she had been with no one else for months before and after her tryst with Dulaney. Though Sir Edgarton firmly believed her there was naught he could do. His responsibility as The Princess' Champion forbid Him from acting as Champion for another. Sir Edgarton was forced to deny the request she made. Lucretia needed to find someone who would challenge Dulaney and force him to accept the unborn child as a Bastard. Therefore at least guaranteeing the child's well being in the future.

  Sir Roland heard all of it yet continued his deep study of the Tapestry. Even more so when The Princess Estrella looked his way. It seemed to be getting warmer by the moment even though the Hearth was empty. Perhaps it was Sir Roland's Heavy Chain he was still wearing. Perhaps it was something else.

  Sir Edgarton informed both Lucretia and The Princess he would look into the matter and would attempt to find a Champion who would protect her Honor or in this case the Honor of the Child. The two Ladies left but not before The Princess glanced back again at the ever increasingly sweating Sir Roland.

  That night after completing his requirements to Edgarton, Roland could not sleep. He prayed for Guidance in the matter and the next morning knew what he must do. As he prepared Sir Edgarton for the next day of wasted efforts at The Ducal Council Roland informed Edgarton of his decision to take on the role of Champion for both woman and child.

  After Sir Roland's duties were completed that day he quilled a note to Lucretia and sealed it. Sir Roland took the evening and walked  to The Royal Apartments to present His offer. Once he was past the Royal Guard he presented his letter to a Page and requested Audience with The Princess and Her Maiden. He was admitted and as he once again began to sweat in the presence of Estrella his note was read by Lucretia. He was simply thanked and excused. Sir Roland did not think it went as he had hoped.

  At the completion of the third day of The Ducal Council Sir Roland returned to his apartments to find a Royal Page awaiting him with a note. The letter indicated he should meet with Lucretia at a Tavern called The Green Gryphon on his next off day at eight bells of night. It seemed he would receive the answer to his offer in person.

  Two evenings later Sir Roland met Lucretia at the Tavern in the city proper. She was of course twenty minutes late as a Lady should be. They sat at a secluded table in the back of the Tavern and Lucretia thanked Sir Roland as well as accepted his generous offer. No one else would come to her aid and Roland was her Child's only hope for a decent life. She left and barely touched her food or wine. Sir Roland not being one to waste a gift from the Gods completed both meals.

  That evening he returned to his apartment and quilled his Letter of Formal Challenge to Viscount Dulaney in the name of Lucretia's Honor. It was courteous and well written. You see Roland was not just trained in the arts of War, but also in the finer arts as befitting a Knight and Squire of Sir Edgarton.

  As the sixth day of The Ducal Council began Sir Roland could hear the intensity rising in the room behind Him. After he had announced all the required Dukes, Princes and Champions Sir Roland approached Viscount Dulaney in the Antechamber. Sir Roland's other friends in The Guard took His post for the moment. Roland politely waited for Dulaney to finish his conversation with another member of the Royalty and presented his Letter of Challenge personally to The Viscount with a bow of respect. Whether he meant it or not is unknown. Viscount Dulaney was Taken aback it seemed. Caught somewhere between amusement and outrage he blurted out "What? You challenge me? Over the unborn child of a Whore who has slept with every man in sight?" Sir Roland simply bowed again and returned to his post. As Dulaney continued to follow Sir Roland he was politely and politically blocked from approaching the Council Chambers by three other Royal Guards. This seemed to outrage the Viscount even further but not being a foolish man he laughed and turned away. This scene of course got the attention of all the other lackeys and rumor mongers and in moments the Challenge was the talk of the Antechamber. In hours it would be the talk of the Castle proper and in a day the talk of the city.

  As the sixth day grew on more and more chilled wine was ordered for those in the Chamber. More often those inside would excuse themselves for a breath of fresh air or just a moment of coherent thought. Sir Roland was caught in conversation three times that day. Once by the Aidan, The Prince Himself, whom he  had grown up with though they were seven years apart, Aidan being the Elder. Once with Sir Edgarton who had just come out to relieve himself and demand more chilled wine.

The final conversation if you could call it that was with Old Siverragn, Councilor to The King as well as Miracle Worker. It seems today he had no miracles to offer. In truth there was no real conversation as Siverragn truly appearred to only be speaking to Himself as he walked the Chamber. Most others simply got out of his way as he paced the floors muttering to himself about how much simpler it was for the Fish. After several minutes he hurried back to the Ducal Council Chambers. Sir Roland barely had time to open the door. It seemed Siverragn was still quick for someone so old. Especially for someone who constantly complained about an ailing back or some other hurt.

  That evening a page waited for Sir Roland outside his apartment. The page had a note and it was sealed with the symbol of the House of Dulaney. As expected and almost required the Viscount had accepted Roland's challenge. Longsword, Chain and Shield.

  On a quick note:

  The part of Sir Roland was played by John.

  Also I promise not to ever again write something so friggin long like that unless a Giant Blue Hand comes out and Magically brings Wally or The Oni back from the grave.

  That in and of itself will guarantee it never happening.

  I had planned this adventure to only be an hour or so and it went close to three hours based off a few additional twists and Role Playing by John.

  I have to say I was happy to finally get in the first Ravensood Adventure since it has been brewing in my head for almost twenty years.