Opalina's Diary - Revision history

GS4-XERAPHINA: updated template for new required parts

2024-03-22T18:40:06Z

updated template for new required parts

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TUMARA: /* Firebird Test Flight */

2023-08-25T23:07:50Z

Firebird Test Flight

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	Tonight was the most magical night ever! I was able to join the crew of [[The Firebird]] on its test voyage around the mountain. Captain Brashton was a great host and really directed the crew with the skill of the best Captains around, not that I had any worries. This was to be my first air ship flight but how different could it be from sailing on the seas? The flight was truly memorable and I can't wait till we can go again. Supplies for the long trip up North will be our next goal before we leave. So pack your bags!		Tonight was the most magical night ever! I was able to join the crew of [[The Firebird]] on its test voyage around the mountain. Captain Brashton was a great host and really directed the crew with the skill of the best Captains around, not that I had any worries. This was to be my first air ship flight but how different could it be from sailing on the seas? The flight was truly memorable and I can't wait till we can go again. Supplies for the long trip up North will be our next goal before we leave. So pack your bags!

	[[File:Firebirdrebuild.jpg]]		[[File:Firebirdrebuild.jpg\|center\|Art Generated by me using Microsoft word]]
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	-The Captain and Warlock-		-The Captain and Warlock-

TUMARA: /* Death Continues */

2023-08-25T23:07:01Z

Death Continues

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	Opalina finishes putting a few touches on the map outline of the current city defense structure. After speaking with numerous residents and citizens it was clear that not everyone knew what kind of defenses were available to the city. The town is struggling right now. Several of the town guard were killed in the streets. Deathwort and abdominal damage the playing factor in the deaths all very much in the same method as the hanged body at the temple. The town constable was also put into harms way, he was shot with what appears to be a poisoned dart. What kind of poison at this moment is unknown, hopefully not that dreaded deathwort. These deaths have left our town vulnerable. On the upside I did see several half-krolvin warriors trod-ding about. They are wearing Icemule ensembles which leads me to believe they were hired to either guard or protect to some extent though I've not witnessed them provide any such service as of yet.		Opalina finishes putting a few touches on the map outline of the current city defense structure. After speaking with numerous residents and citizens it was clear that not everyone knew what kind of defenses were available to the city. The town is struggling right now. Several of the town guard were killed in the streets. Deathwort and abdominal damage the playing factor in the deaths all very much in the same method as the hanged body at the temple. The town constable was also put into harms way, he was shot with what appears to be a poisoned dart. What kind of poison at this moment is unknown, hopefully not that dreaded deathwort. These deaths have left our town vulnerable. On the upside I did see several half-krolvin warriors trod-ding about. They are wearing Icemule ensembles which leads me to believe they were hired to either guard or protect to some extent though I've not witnessed them provide any such service as of yet.

	[[File:IcemuleDefense24.JPG\|Art Generated by me using Microsoft Word]]		[[File:IcemuleDefense24.JPG\|center\|Art Generated by me using Microsoft Word]]

	The main question that revealed itself was where is this Deathwort coming from! We have no real clues other than that. No footprints, no fingerprints, no murder weapons, no smells, nothing.. it almost feel helpless!		The main question that revealed itself was where is this Deathwort coming from! We have no real clues other than that. No footprints, no fingerprints, no murder weapons, no smells, nothing.. it almost feel helpless!

TUMARA: /* Death Continues */

2023-08-25T23:05:15Z

Death Continues

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	Opalina finishes putting a few touches on the map outline of the current city defense structure. After speaking with numerous residents and citizens it was clear that not everyone knew what kind of defenses were available to the city. The town is struggling right now. Several of the town guard were killed in the streets. Deathwort and abdominal damage the playing factor in the deaths all very much in the same method as the hanged body at the temple. The town constable was also put into harms way, he was shot with what appears to be a poisoned dart. What kind of poison at this moment is unknown, hopefully not that dreaded deathwort. These deaths have left our town vulnerable. On the upside I did see several half-krolvin warriors trod-ding about. They are wearing Icemule ensembles which leads me to believe they were hired to either guard or protect to some extent though I've not witnessed them provide any such service as of yet.		Opalina finishes putting a few touches on the map outline of the current city defense structure. After speaking with numerous residents and citizens it was clear that not everyone knew what kind of defenses were available to the city. The town is struggling right now. Several of the town guard were killed in the streets. Deathwort and abdominal damage the playing factor in the deaths all very much in the same method as the hanged body at the temple. The town constable was also put into harms way, he was shot with what appears to be a poisoned dart. What kind of poison at this moment is unknown, hopefully not that dreaded deathwort. These deaths have left our town vulnerable. On the upside I did see several half-krolvin warriors trod-ding about. They are wearing Icemule ensembles which leads me to believe they were hired to either guard or protect to some extent though I've not witnessed them provide any such service as of yet.

	[[File:IcemuleDefense24.JPG]]		[[File:IcemuleDefense24.JPG\|Art Generated by me using Microsoft Word]]

	The main question that revealed itself was where is this Deathwort coming from! We have no real clues other than that. No footprints, no fingerprints, no murder weapons, no smells, nothing.. it almost feel helpless!		The main question that revealed itself was where is this Deathwort coming from! We have no real clues other than that. No footprints, no fingerprints, no murder weapons, no smells, nothing.. it almost feel helpless!

TUMARA: /* Gathering Intel and Developing a plan */

2023-02-03T23:50:03Z

Gathering Intel and Developing a plan

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	The council got together to go over the delegates list and make a final decision. After examining each of the statements and interviews we made our decision it was a tough choice. We decided to keep the list as well there will be more chances to possibly send deligates in the future to other towns. But for now we are looking to see how things wrap up with Ta'Vaalor. Tonight we discuss the purpose of the delegation and how to prepare them for their trip. WE also choose not to send Hazelenut, he ~~was~~		The council got together to go over the delegates list and make a final decision. After examining each of the statements and interviews we made our decision it was a tough choice. We decided to keep the list as well there will be more chances to possibly send deligates in the future to other towns. But for now we are looking to see how things wrap up with Ta'Vaalor. Tonight we discuss the purpose of the delegation and how to prepare them for their trip. WE also choose not to send Hazelenut, However, he had different plans and added his own name to the list.

	Ta'Vaalorian Delegates to represent Icemule:		Ta'Vaalorian Delegates to represent Icemule:
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	*Chronicler Falvicar Jalcon The Blade of the Night		*Chronicler Falvicar Jalcon The Blade of the Night

			*Chronicler Hazelenut Of Icemule Trace

TUMARA: /* Don't mess with the Butterfur */

2023-02-02T02:43:49Z

Don't mess with the Butterfur

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	The widow Meglin Butterfur is the apotheosis of a dowdy old spinster. She wears a heavy fur cloak and a clashing underrobe that loudly announces that she is too old to care about being fashionable. Her cheeks are rosy and she has a smile whose warmth is matched only by the brightness of her startlingly blue eyes. She has a pair of wickedly sharp pruning shears tucked into the waistband of her robe.		The widow Meglin Butterfur is the apotheosis of a dowdy old spinster. She wears a heavy fur cloak and a clashing underrobe that loudly announces that she is too old to care about being fashionable. Her cheeks are rosy and she has a smile whose warmth is matched only by the brightness of her startlingly blue eyes. She has a pair of wickedly sharp pruning shears tucked into the waistband of her robe.

			'''A stout rosy-cheeked widow hums an old melody, her gaze wandering. She ends the song with a sweet smile on her face.'''

	The little old lady may seem to be harmless, but catch her unaware and she'll remove your finger! An elderly halfling woman says, "M-Meglin Butterfur, that's me." At least that's what happened to one unaware man with deliciously golden cat like eye's. What I wouldn't give to have one of those eye's in my collection. I wonder what I could see through his eye's. Well now I will have to find him and ask! I got to see the finger it was pretty disgusting by that time. That lady didn't even know how to preserve it just stuffed it into a bag and let it rot. There was only one person to see who would have healed a golden eyed stranger, Mirtag our town's backstreet Healer who will heal anyone with the coin and will generally not ask too many questions. Mirtag doesn't really have much to offer in regards to the strangers looks, maybe he is just a plain Jon after-all, but still those eye's were noted along with a payment that the healer begrudgingly handed over to the Mayor because, Mirtag had not gotten around to taking it to the bank proper.		The little old lady may seem to be harmless, but catch her unaware and she'll remove your finger! An elderly halfling woman says, "M-Meglin Butterfur, that's me." At least that's what happened to one unaware man with deliciously golden cat like eye's. What I wouldn't give to have one of those eye's in my collection. I wonder what I could see through his eye's. Well now I will have to find him and ask! I got to see the finger it was pretty disgusting by that time. That lady didn't even know how to preserve it just stuffed it into a bag and let it rot. There was only one person to see who would have healed a golden eyed stranger, Mirtag our town's backstreet Healer who will heal anyone with the coin and will generally not ask too many questions. Mirtag doesn't really have much to offer in regards to the strangers looks, maybe he is just a plain Jon after-all, but still those eye's were noted along with a payment that the healer begrudgingly handed over to the Mayor because, Mirtag had not gotten around to taking it to the bank proper.

TUMARA: /* Don't mess with the Butterfur */

2023-02-02T02:43:04Z

Don't mess with the Butterfur

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	= Don't mess with the Butterfur =		= Don't mess with the Butterfur =

			The widow Meglin Butterfur is the apotheosis of a dowdy old spinster. She wears a heavy fur cloak and a clashing underrobe that loudly announces that she is too old to care about being fashionable. Her cheeks are rosy and she has a smile whose warmth is matched only by the brightness of her startlingly blue eyes. She has a pair of wickedly sharp pruning shears tucked into the waistband of her robe.

	The little old lady may seem to be harmless, but catch her unaware and she'll remove your finger! An elderly halfling woman says, "M-Meglin Butterfur, that's me." At least that's what happened to one unaware man with deliciously golden cat like eye's. What I wouldn't give to have one of those eye's in my collection. I wonder what I could see through his eye's. Well now I will have to find him and ask! I got to see the finger it was pretty disgusting by that time. That lady didn't even know how to preserve it just stuffed it into a bag and let it rot. There was only one person to see who would have healed a golden eyed stranger, Mirtag our town's backstreet Healer who will heal anyone with the coin and will generally not ask too many questions. Mirtag doesn't really have much to offer in regards to the strangers looks, maybe he is just a plain Jon after-all, but still those eye's were noted along with a payment that the healer begrudgingly handed over to the Mayor because, Mirtag had not gotten around to taking it to the bank proper.		The little old lady may seem to be harmless, but catch her unaware and she'll remove your finger! An elderly halfling woman says, "M-Meglin Butterfur, that's me." At least that's what happened to one unaware man with deliciously golden cat like eye's. What I wouldn't give to have one of those eye's in my collection. I wonder what I could see through his eye's. Well now I will have to find him and ask! I got to see the finger it was pretty disgusting by that time. That lady didn't even know how to preserve it just stuffed it into a bag and let it rot. There was only one person to see who would have healed a golden eyed stranger, Mirtag our town's backstreet Healer who will heal anyone with the coin and will generally not ask too many questions. Mirtag doesn't really have much to offer in regards to the strangers looks, maybe he is just a plain Jon after-all, but still those eye's were noted along with a payment that the healer begrudgingly handed over to the Mayor because, Mirtag had not gotten around to taking it to the bank proper.

HOST-GSKEBECHET: I have added the creative-work template to your diary so that it more easily shows up alongside other players' creative works. I hope you find this update helpful!

2023-01-18T16:55:34Z

I have added the creative-work template to your diary so that it more easily shows up alongside other players' creative works. I hope you find this update helpful!

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			\|title = Opalina's Diary
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			\|author = Opalina Jalcon
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	'''This is a personal accounting of [[Opalina (prime)\|Opalina]]'s experiences--these are her personal views, and actions from her perspective, logs are being recorded/and transcribed occasionally. '''		'''This is a personal accounting of [[Opalina (prime)\|Opalina]]'s experiences--these are her personal views, and actions from her perspective, logs are being recorded/and transcribed occasionally. '''

TUMARA: /* Butterfur Oat Slop Recipe */

2023-01-07T15:44:38Z

Butterfur Oat Slop Recipe

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	4 ~~cups~~ water		4 gallons water

TUMARA: /* Closed door council meeting */

2023-01-06T21:53:02Z

Closed door council meeting

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	:Mumbles mumbles mumbles .....		:Mumbles mumbles mumbles .....


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			'''Letter Stolen from the Desk of Talliver Dabbins and sent to King Qalinor:'''

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			Restday, 20th of Eoantos, 5122

			To the Esteemed Mayor Talliver Dabbings,

			There comes a point when past wrongs must be made right. The cries of our People can no longer be ignored. The weakness and cowardice shown in the past, in the face of adversity, has emboldened other predators to press now upon our southern borders.

			We, the dutifully elected Council of Five, demand on behalf of the People of Icemule Trace, an immediate and formal revocation of the so-called agreement with Ta'Vaalor that allows them to dirty our lands with their military presence with complete impunity.

			The cowering before King Qalinor must cease.

			At this time, we will await your official response. Being a Dabbings, I trust your loyalty rests with Icemule and her People, be they by blood or by spirit, and will not falter despite the enemy we face together. Icemule no longer accepts submission to a foreign power.

			---'-,-(@

			Lord Sorlu Jae'Kym Nalfein
			Town Councillor of Icemule Trace
			On Behalf of the Council of Five

	= Visit to Ta'Vaalor =		= Visit to Ta'Vaalor =