Kelryck's DAoC Role Play Community & Story Archives

Fremmelig

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Sun, 26 Oct 2008 07:49:45 GMT

He sat, as he had done for so many days, through months and seasons, his beard long and unkempt, eyes dull circles of weak blue, squinting into the pink mists around the rising sun. There had been thunder last night, thunder amid the snowclouds. And now, the sun rose, threatening to be brilliant. Soon it would gleam on the icing of white, as if it had cleaned all ills from the world. And he stared into the morning, unseeing, lost again in thought. Another omen? He'd had too many of...

Wall's End

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 19:02:13 GMT

((This one is mine, a tribute to the old frontiers that I miss so much, and to those silent watchers who were helpers, not like the bloodthirsty shadows that came later. Begun September 26, 2004))

And here, by sweet, endearing stealth,
Shall meet the loving pair,
Despising worlds, with all their wealth,
As empty idle...

Alone Again

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 18:46:35 GMT

((Begun May 10, 2004))

She stared at the dagger in her hand. So sharp, as he'd kept it. So lethal, given a stealthy approach. So...

Through tear-blurred eyes, she gazed into the woods. He was not there. She'd searched for weeks, leaving Maisye in the care of her old nanny at Adribard's retreat, telling the woman only that she had a task she must undertake. And yet, she'd failed. He was not there.
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Guilt by Dronamar Entreris

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 18:41:05 GMT

((Posted January 20, 2004))

The room is dark. Only the light of a single candle bends around the wall from an adjoining room. The scout sits at the edge of his bed, head in his hands.

"What have I done" he whispers to himself as he fumbles with the piece cloth cut from another woman's cloak given to him as a momento of their momment together. Looking down at his hands he realizes he had left his wedding...

The Rescue--A Prelude by Braden Wulfbrande

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 18:31:49 GMT

((Begun on the COTBR boards January 14, 2004))

William was a bitter fellow. A thief by trade, a thief by choice, he was the master of a thieve's guild in the city of Camelot. Well, if you could call it a guild. Some would say three people don't qualify as a guild. But William considered himself, Theona, and Pudgy... yes, his parents named him Pudgy...as a guild. The Shadow Stalkers Guild to be exact. Always plotting and...

Faith? by Braden Wulfbrande

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 18:12:20 GMT

((Begun November 12, 2002))

"Who dares think one thing and another tell, my heart detests him as the gates of Hell." Alexander Pope
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The wind howled, and the rain fell in torrents, nearly horizontal. It was night, and the town was completely dark. Not the usual sound of crickets and frogs...

The Messenger by Christiana

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 18:02:57 GMT

((Begun by Christiana June 12, 2002))

Christiana tried to blink away the morning sun as she awakened. The blinding light kept her from remembering where she was. She managed to push herself up off the ground and lean against the stone wall. As she sat rubbing her swollen eyes, the memories began to slowly and painfully return. "Berkstead" she whispered to herself as her surroundings slowly came into view…"The...

The Captive's Return

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 17:44:32 GMT

By the player of Braden, posted October 10, 2002:

"Lord, hear me. Hear me, your child. I have served under your light. I have given my blood to further your glory. I live because of you, and I will die serving you. You are my reason. You guide my steps, and my blade. . ."

Braden glanced up toward the cell door in response to the sound of footfalls. An average height man of celtic...

A Renewed Vow

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 17:41:58 GMT

((I'm returning to saving some stories from the COTBR web site, which will probably go down this month. Unfortunately, most of these stories are unfinished, so they languish in the dark, full of old memory.))

By the player of Trindle McGreggor, an armsman of Albion, posted July 6, 2002:

Thank you Sinaedh!

feeds@yuku.com (Kelryck) — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 15:46:14 GMT

It was good to see you post the new (old) stories from your old boards.

This place may not be much these days, but I'm trying to keep it active in tribute to some glory days.

I hope all is going well with you!

Kel

Guild Hunt, by Tholi

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 05:38:50 GMT

Quiet as death, the big man crouched down in the swampy water. Its cold, muddy depths concealed him up to his neck, hiding him from all eyes save those of the frogs and the insects they fed upon. That was the main reason for this hiding place. The second was the silence. Since he lacked the practiced skill of the Minstrel or the Scout, he needed a way to quiet the sounds of his chainmailed form. Mud was caked up all over him, muting or halting the sounds of any movements he might make. He did...

The Guild House written by members of COTBR

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 05:03:48 GMT

BY Dronamar:

The wind and rain blew hard as he stepped from his horse at the market. He had been in the frontier watching as the invaders from Midgard streamed endlessly into their lands. His reports, in his mind, were clear and accurate though he wondered if they were really ever paid any attention.

The lights from Geldwine shown in the distance and guided his way to the guild house he called home, the house of The Company of the Black Rose. Approaching it he could see the...

Defense?

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 04:58:54 GMT

(Well, this one is... by me! Unfortunately the VN story that it went with is gone.)

11/27/2003 : 00:56:25
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((This is actually a post I made on the VN boards, but thought you might enjoy it. Most of the facts are true. The names have been changed to protect the...

Phoenixine, by Elandariel

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 04:42:24 GMT

(Saved from the COTBR boards. Gee, I don't even remember the story she's referencing. Man, I wish those old VN posts still existed. Ah well.)

Posted - 04/07/2004 : 07:45:04
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OOC: A story for the Lady Sinaedh then in compensation for her yet unfinished Cabalist story. This is a work-in-progress still. It was actually part of an on-going RP thread on the VN boards between myself, Maraena,...

Lone Traveler, by Geldare Clemency

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 04:37:10 GMT

(Retrieved from the COTBR boards by me.)

Posted - 06/03/2004 : 13:57:30
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As darkness closed in upon him he pulled his cloak about him studing the forests area around him afore settling ta camp fer the night. There are many places one could sneak upon ye from so he set his mind to be alert of all sounds and movements. As he settled by his small campfire to rest fer the eve he heard a sound in the...

Shadows of the Past, by Randon

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 04:31:22 GMT

(Again, retrieved by me from the COTBR boards. I wish Randon had done more writing, I always enjoyed it.)

This is a very old story that is still buried here if you go back far enough. It was never finished, though I plan to continue and finish it now that I'm back. It theoretically could fit in here or under Character Histories, but I'll just keep it here for now. Please enjoy, and fire away any feedback you have! (I'll break what's written so far into two parts, so it doesn't seem so...

Brennan's Tale, by Brennan

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 04:20:36 GMT

(Retrieved from the COTBR boards.)

As originally written and posted by Brennen's player, after the marriage of Ezoc and Benezetta.

Prologue

A stout knight stood in the middle of many dead foes. Exhausted from the battle of many days, took a step back from the odor of the bodies and sighed. This was the end. No more fighting for him, no more killing in the the of God. What did he have to show for all of it? Not a thing.

Later that day the knight led his...

New Beginnings, part II by Benezetta

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 04:12:42 GMT

Benezetta mourned the loss of her husband. Such a simple statement, so trite an explanation of how she felt. Within that single sentence was enclosed the gamut of her feelings; the hot seething daggers that pierced her heart and shredded it to what she surely thought must be oblivion, the weight that lay upon her soul and crushed it to the point where even despair was forced to depart her. In numbness she continued to exist as she raised a wall about herself, reaching desperately as she...

New Beginnings, by Benezetta and Ezoc

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 04:09:11 GMT

(Retrieved from the COTBR boards.)

As originally posted by Ezoc MacKirkin at:
vnboards.ign.com/Percival...2215730/p4

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Shedding his armor and letting it fall in a corner to be cleaned and repaired by his brother Enoc, Ezoc stretched and groaned, testing his...

Miracles by Benezetta

feeds@yuku.com (Sinaedh) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 04:07:59 GMT

(Written by Benezetta, taken by me from the COTBR boards.)

ooc note: In the months between Desperation and Love and the present time, Zetta coped with her blindness as best as she could as her pregnancy progressed. She saw little of Brennen, whome the Church kept busy and far from her side.

The guildhall was rather peaceful, for once. Benezetta rubbed the small of her back, the dull ache growing rather than receding. Jlyne watched, eying the heavily pregnant cleric...