Campaign of the Month: February 2014
Chen Kwatltal ~ The Doctor ~
I wish to talk about my master Chen. I am his concubine Tarakrabeth. He only talks about others and is very kind and gentle however he is so private and so little is known I will reveal what I have found out about him.
The man, the yin-lord, Chen has dedicated his life to the expansion of medicine and though I have only known him for five years, his skills are uncanny. For someone with tattoos and gold skin he almost shines and seems almost rises above that of a savage who could hurt people like outsiders view us. The air of mysticism is odd and thick and his magic rings though they explain it, the magic is unlike I have ever seen.
Still, he is kind, charming, humorous and good; mostly acquired but still good. A great lover. On many nights he spends doing a tea ceremony outside and staring at the stars while sitting deep in thought. The mission that he is on is commissioned by a dragon; though he will not say which one. I personally look forward to seeing the whole world with this delightful and exciting guy.
Complete character sheet is ‘HERE’
~ Bio ~
I, your attaché, have arrived safely and am ready to report that I grow concerned of my mission. With little but past events as my guide I am uncertain what I will discover. The town is lovely and is exactly as you described. The only thing that seems amiss is the attempts to isolate the damage caused at the sky docks yesterday and there seems to be a lot of suspicion about those that have just arrived or left. Soldiers parade the boardwalks looking for those that would be suspicious and the whispering is defining from the rumors that abound. Twice have I been threatened with arrest for asking about the White Eagle but your papers have proven worth their weight in gold; I appreciate it. I have been guided by your assistant with my concubine to the ship and have registered for passage. While waiting for entrance we are in the local hotel in the mean time.
Security here as I have said is tight and a temporary rule has been put into effect that no one is allowed to guard their faces; no hoods or hats that shade your face are allowed. Our hands are to be seen if asked and we are not to carry weapons in our hands except in self defense. This night there was a curfew enforced to insure that suspicious charlatans cannot easily move about the city. I am certain that the Swordsman is gone and the damage has already been done; fear is here and there is nothing to stop it.
As I write this by candle light I want you to know that I look forward to meeting the Ambassadors and the team that you spoke of though I have troubles sleeping. The excitement has probably affected me. At any rate I will keep you informed of further knowledge.
Penned on night of the 5th of Vahishta, 10,002 A.T.
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