Read Part 1 / Read part 3One of the earliest writings from our lord, the Great Thur’a’ugh. The Great Thur’a’ugh seemed to have an impairment in handwriting, we have done our best to correct his understandable mistakes (though they are few!) For instance, the crude script “Thrugg” clearly indicates “Thur’a’ugh”, and the even more foul “Thruggalo” is obviously “Thur’a’ugh Loh”, the followers of Thur’a’ugh. It is not the Great Thur’a’ugh’s fault, he did not have a formal education as the vast majority of us do in this day and age. He spoke through his music, not through his writing. Should you find yourself beginning to question the validity of our lord through his writings, I refer you to his great “album”, bask in its glory should ever you experience doubt in his teachings. Praise Thur’a’ugh! - Head Archiver, Library of Thur’a’ugh [Continue reading for some fantastic bard songs!] My Dearest Thur’a’ugh Lohs,
Traditionally, it is my way to tell of my adventures and great feats through song. Many a night have I spent capturing the perfect melody and mashing it up with lyrics that speak more than mere written words ever could. However, I now resort to this paltry medium as I fear that one of my traveling companions will lead me to my demise before I am able to craft the song that does justice to this tale. As you recall, I met my traveling companions in Kegrove after one of the mages wrested my spirit from my body. Of course, through sheer talent and willpower, I was able to regain my body in a matter of hours. Not all of my companions were as fortunate, however, as Salazar succeeded in killing Onen’s body before we could return Onen’s spirit it its rightful place. At the time we took this in stride, nevertheless, recent events suggest that this may have been intentional. Since this original “mistake”, Salazar convinced us to join a vessel controlled by a Succubus, tried drowning us in the sea, encouraged a herd of elephants to attack us, provoked yet another Succubus into attacking our group, and, to make matters worse, he even disrupted the second performance of my Abazian tour. Admittedly, I have not always been the godliest of men, but I now believe that Milil has protected me - and thwarted the attempts of Salazar - through each of these endeavors. It is of the events after the attempted drowning that I now speak. After narrowly escaping the drowning at sea, we found ourselves on the beach of some unknown island - I found out later that this beach is part of the floating island of Abaza. According to Salazar, the island was large with a massive waterfall in the middle. Seeing as the beach promised nothing to aid us in escaping the island, we decided to venture inland towards the waterfall. While traveling there, we stumbled upon a group of natives who begged me to entertain them with my song - this was to become the first leg of my Abazian Tour. My performance left the natives awed by my skill (In fact, one of them - Tra-kin’ - appears to be quite taken with me). Tra-kin’ and the other natives began to beg me to return to their village and bless the rest of their tribe with my prowess on the accordion. Not being one to refuse hospitality from my fans, I accepted. This is when things took a turn for the worst. On the way to their village we stumbled upon a herd of giant beasts that roam the island. The Thur’a’ugh Lohs informed me that these beasts are known as “elephants.” While normally docile, Salazar goaded one of these beasts to attack our group. It was clear that a single one of these beasts could decimate our numbers - especially considering that my companions and I had lost most of our weapons and armor at sea. While my fans - the Thur’a’ugh Lohs - were armed, they lacked ‘lethal’ weapons at this time (presumably because they are worried about hurting me or in some other way impairing my performance). Fortunately, I was quick to act and successfully protected my companions. While I did not expect my actions to result in some great reward, I did not anticipate that one of the natives - Bryn - would take offense. I suspect that he was jealous of my heroics (not to mention my obvious musical talents). After I nearly singlehandedly defeated the elephant, he bound me and dragged me to face the native elders. While in front of the council, Bryn wove some tale about how I insulted Gaia by using a stone to fight the elephant - it is important to note that it was Salazar who gave me this stone. Obviously, once the elders, specifically their leader Debboh, found out who I was (in part thanks to Onen), they released me and begged me to perform a concert. I agreed. The second leg of my Abazian Tour was an astounding success. Admittedly, I did have to modify my set-list to better honor Gaia, but this improvisation was child’s play for a talent such as mine. In fact, this performance made me renowned amongst the Abazians, who crafted me a wondrous accordion (which has since earned the name The Mouth of Milil) as a sign of their love for my song. Yet, my performance was almost for naught thanks to the actions of Salazar. Not only did he construct a weapon, but he openly carried it amongst the Abazians at my concert. In his attempts to upstage my performance, he gifted his bow to Debboh, but Debboh did not look favorably on it – for his gift was nothing in comparison to mine. This interruption almost ruined the entire concert, but as the great Bard I am, I knew what to do: I had to continue to play; I had to use the Mouth of Milil. Initially, this seemed to work, the dancing returned! One of the many Thur’a’ugh Lohs shouts “It’s a gift to Gaia!...” Though this love would not last. Soon, I began to hear chanting “Banish him! Banish him!” Even a great performer like myself has difficulty playing in front of such a hostile crowd. In fact, I paused for a moment before realizing that the only thing that could get the crowd back on my side was an improvised solo on the Mouth of Milil. The many Thur’a’ugh Lohs in attendance were moved and began to take up my cause. Of course, this also seemed to encourage Bryn and Onen to jump on stage. I now realize that they thought my performance to be some sort of interactive theatre. Their acting proved to be so miserable that Debboh was turned into a Succubus! Yet, this Succubus was unlike the previous one we encountered. This one was more serpentine, with snakes for hair - her gaze seemed to turn the living into solid stone. Soon, we were engaged in battle with Debboh. I used my talents to ensure victory for myself and my companions. Debboh’s body disintegrated after I defeated her. As a reward for my great deeds, the village elders agree to help myself and my companions travel back to Summerport. Twenty of my Thur’a’ugh Lohs have decided to join us in our adventures. I’ve tasked them to carry word of my great songs throughout the land; after landing in Summerport, five will go south towards Kegrove, five West, five East, and five will head to the Continent. To help spread the word, I had the magic users of Abaza craft items that are imbued with the ability to repeat a single one of my songs. I have four of these in total - each featuring a different ‘single’. Three of the songs are Thur’a’ugh Originals, while the fourth is a cover of a song that Bryn taught me (with minor adjustments to increase its commercial success). Each of the traveling Thur’a’ugh Loh groups have been given one of these items. I have informed them to charge 1cp per person who hears the song and to encourage all listeners to attend a live performance. I have entrusted each group of Abazian Thur’a’ugh Lohs with a copy of this letter. In the case of my demise, they are to share this letter with all those who hear listen to the musical items. If you are reading this letter, I implore you do not trust Salazar. - Thur’a’ugh =============================================================================== It is said of Thur’a’ugh’s musicianship that he was a master of his age. I humbly believe that his skills are as apparent today as they were centuries ago when he walked this land, and wrote the Four Songs. The lyrics move me every time I see their letters on the page, for in my work outside of the Citadel I do not often have the opportunity to hear the one surviving album: The Wererats of Kegrove, held in the Listening Chamber. We continue to search for the other three Songs to this day. Take these lyrics with you wherever you roam, be prepared to recognize the holy albums the Songs reside in. Many have attempted to beguile us with false albums, be wary of these vile crooks; only by matching these lyrics line for line, and experiencing a swelling in your heart with immense passion will you recognize a genuine album. Good luck to you, Thur’a’ugh Loh. - Under-Archiver, Library of Thur’a’ugh =============================================================================== The Great Adventures of Dwain the Stone and his Best Friend Thur’a’ugh: Dwain makes pain, not so vain He thinks Thur’a’ugh not so lame He's a stone, breaks those bones Thur’a’ugh is here, he's not alone Sees six rats, very fat Thur’a’ugh hits rats with great bat Dwain hits rodent, very potent Swings again, quite impotent Then comes Tarry, Very Scary Smashes Rat, like a Berry Thur’a’ugh saves Gecko, Healin’ words “Echo” Then kills rat under deck-o /// The Wererats of Kegrove (Fighting Ballad): I saw a wererat, with a crossbow in his hand Walking through the clearing, bringing pain He was looking like a campfire on his head Gonna cook his brains, like overcooked lo mein Aaoooooo! Werewolves of Kegrove! Aaoooooo! (Repeat) If you hear him howling around your kitchen door Better not let him in His head was lit on fire, early today Wererats Kegrove again Asoooooo! Wererats Kegrove! Aaoooooo! (Repeat) He's the hairy-bodied gent who ran amuck in the woods Lately he’s been attacked by a Thur’a’ugh with a club Hit him with the club, didn’t do a thing Maybe Onen will use that ring Aaoooooo! Wererats of Kegrove! Aaoooooo! (Repeat) Draw blood… /// Thur’a’ugh’s Isle: Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip That started from the Kegrove Port, aboard a slaving ship The mate was a scaley lizard man, the cleric in body, two Four adventurers set sail that day, And led a badly failed coup And led a badly failed coup The battle started getting rough Sandry was a boss They jumped in the middle of the open sea Dwain was almost lost Dwain was almost lost /// The Glory of Thur’a’ugh: Oh Thur’a’ugh, oh Thur’a’ugh, We love you oh so much. Oh Thur’a’ugh, oh Thur’a’ugh, You are all I need. I wake up in the morning and pray to you I take my afternoon nap and then pray to you I pray to you all the time Oh Thur’a’ugh, oh Thur’a’ugh, You are oh so powerful, Oh Thur’a’ugh, oh Thur’a’ugh, Your desire is reality You tell us how to live our lives, And we follow your will willingly You know what we need Oh Thur’a’ugh, oh Thur’a’ugh, You always know what’s best Oh Thur’a’ugh, oh Thur’a’ugh, Please be one with us!!! - Archiver’s note: the original manuscripts of the Great Thur’a’ugh show an older self appointed title which was overwritten by his eventual title, Thur’a’ugh, or “Thrugg” in his ghoulish handwriting. After much labor we have determined the original title is written “Gaia”. Strangely, our earliest ancestors once worshipped an entity named “Gaia”... fascinating coincidence.
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