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| The Falling Moon Petals.; Astra's Journal. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Wed Aug 11, 2004 6:46 pm (458 Views) | |
| Astra | Wed Aug 11, 2004 6:46 pm Post #1 |
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These are excerpts from Astra's journal. Not all entries are included and large gaps of time may forever be unfilled... The Age of Transformation, Summer, First Stage of the Waxing Gibbous How can father do this to me? He usually has the decency to notify me before he announces my recent betrothal to The Court. I believe his patience with me is wearing thin and I am treading on very dangerous ground. Perhaps he no longer thinks that once I am married to a good man my unruly ways will be settled. I just wish it was anyone but Lord Bashieré! He plays The Game of Houses nearly as well as I and I fear he will give me trouble. I should not fret though; I have rid myself of many betrothals before. The streets are filling with more and more refugees sailing over the Moonsea by the day. The starving that line the walls of the slums in our city saddens my heart. It has become so dangerous I can no longer walk in certain parts of the city alone because someone my try slit my throat even if they only suspect I have a few coppers. I guess I must be satisfied with the soup kitchen that I have been paying for with my allowance from my Father, I just pray he doesn’t discover where the money is going. The Court can not let this go any further, our Queen, may she live forever, is trying to settle the disagreement between our city and the outer regions. It is horrible that fields burst with grain sit without being harvested because of squabbling nobles. The city is growing anxious and something must be done before a civil war begins. I feel in the depths of my being that I must leave soon or become a victim of The Game of Houses. Father is already starting to suspect I side with the Queen. Living with another Noble that is in the middle of the squabbling that created this problem is like a mouse and an owl living together and I fear that I am the mouse…… |
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| Astra | Wed Sep 1, 2004 9:45 pm Post #2 |
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The Age of Transformation, Summer, First Stage of the Waxing Gibbous I have undone what Father has tried to do. My fiancé is no longer a problem. Lucky for me one of my eyes and ears was a servant in The House of Daggers. It seems that Lord Gabriel’s father was involved with several servants and a cook’s helper! I am happy that I did not have to create an imaginary rift, even in The Game of Houses I do no like to lie. Lord Gabriel’s father got what he deserved. It is my luck that Lord Gabriel’s mother was the only direct bloodline to royalty and when she left his father he no longer had any power. Father still could press me to marry Lord Gabriel considering he is in decent of the Royal bloodline, but The Houses of Daggers in now a joke in The Court and if I married Lord Gabriel there would be no power benefits to my Father. Light bless my Father and his predictable ways. I must decided soon if I am to take the only action I see will work. It could mean my end but a new beginning for Talas! It is exactly one month until The Meeting of The Court and the Queen will be present. It will be the prefect opportunity to make the motion. If no change occurs and The Court is still squabbling with the outer regions like bad behaved children over a piece of candy I will make the motion! I only hope I have enough supporters. |
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| Astra | Thu Sep 2, 2004 10:11 pm Post #3 |
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The Age of Transformation, Summer, The First Full Moon I just walked through the slums of our city, with an escort of ten trained guards. My father does not let me leave the house without protection. He does not want his key to power being harmed. He disgusts me. What I saw in the lower class part of Talas makes my blood boil and makes me feel like a dagger has slid into my heart. The refugee count has more than doubled. Mothers, Children, Fathers, Grandparents are all starving. Worst of all the hope that was once present in their eyes has flickered away and died. They did not even beg for coin, they simply stared at me with blank faces. No change has been made, The Court still stubbornly refuses to take action. My decision is made. By the time The Court comes to the sensible decision this Age will have passed and Talas will be a crumbling remnant of a once great city. I will make the motion, two weeks and I will make the motion. |
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| Astra | Fri Sep 3, 2004 2:58 am Post #4 |
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The Age of Transformation, Summer, The First Stage of the Waning Gibbous It is a week until The Meeting of The Court and my last shreds of hope are disappearing. Despite making my decision to make the motion, I was hoping some sort of revelation would take place in The Court that would detour me from having to go to such extremes. I have been using every resource I have, and I still cannot find the whereabouts and the cause for so many refugees to be sailing across the Moonsea to Talas. There aren't even any rumors. All of the ships' captains are tight lipped and no refugee will speak a word of where they are from and why they are running. Where they are from will not affect the action I am prepared to take, it simply astounds me that there are so many people and not one word has been uttered about anything. Usually rumors spread like wildfire; it is just mind boggling there is none when hundreds of refugees line the walls. I will do my best to get to the bottom of this mystery, but I will not let my curiosity take my time away from caring for as many of the homeless as I can. |
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| Astra | Fri Sep 3, 2004 6:34 am Post #5 |
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The Age of Transformation, Summer, The First Stage of the Waning Gibbous THIS HAS GONE TO FAR! THE GAME OF HOUSES HAS BECOME SO DARK I FEAR IT SHALL NOT SEE LIGHT AGAIN! Okay.... Breathe..... Breathe.... Steady hand... Steady. I was almost assassinated! I... Was.... Almost.... ASSASSINATED! All I try to do is feed the hungry and shelter the cold. The high nobles should all hang their heads in shame and pray to the Light for forgiveness. I know it had to be one of them, my plan must have slipped through the cracks and they know what I intend to do. Light, light shine upon the man named Sargoth! If not for him I would have left this plane of existents. Light shine upon him and his dragon. Three more days, three more days and I shall be rid of this place and the Queen will rule as she wished she could since she was coroneted. I hope that the library was not too badly damaged. I do not think the fire grew that large. That fire where did it come from? Either way, the Healer says I will be fine. She told me to drink a concoction of Mint and Forkroot and the coughing that causes my lungs to bleed will pass. I will do as she says, but that tea tastes sour and bitter at the same time. Please, please Light. Make sure Sargoth and his dear companion escaped the flames. |
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| Astra | Sat Oct 2, 2004 3:33 am Post #6 |
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The Age of Transformation, Summer, The Second Full Moon Unbelievable…. The last few days of my life feel like I am living in a story from a legend of long ago. I will write the last few turn of events but it is hard for me to even believe what I have experienced myself. I have met a God, yes a God. I did not know he was a Divine at first, he portrayed himself as a small child. I met him when I was sitting at The Docks in Talas. My mind was heavy with doubt as I questioned if my decision was the correct one. It was strange. The God of Fire, portrayed as a small child, walked up to me as I sat on The Docks. I was astonished that a child was out so late at night and I requested his name. He told me that he would only divulge the information if I could answer three riddles. Quite shocked, I agreed. Surprisingly I answered all three correctly and then suddenly where the small child sat beside me was a tall man with one blue eye and one red. He named himself as Bahamut, The God of Fire. You can imagine how shocked I was. I fell over myself as I tried to perform the proper etiquette but what surprised me more was how he felt it was unnecessary. Somehow I told him of my decision about The Court and my worries and he offered to help! I was and still am so grateful to him. I delivered my speech to The Court and then Bahamut revealed himself. He had decided to hide himself as a small child for a time and it was pleasing to see the shock on the High Lords' and Ladies' faces when the saw a Divine, and of all things a Divine supporting my decision. I will never forget how powerful and commanding Bahamut looked as he soared to the rafters of the building. I made the motion for the Queen to have supreme authority and I fled. I wish I could have stayed for the vote but I knew I would be in danger as soon as the words passed my lips. Light! I was in danger even before the words passed my lips. I have been running for over a fortnight. I hope that the assassins have lost my trail. I am forced to stay hidden away during the daylight hours and shift through the shadows an night. I have heard rumors of the improvements made in Talas and it pleases me. I am finally free of The Great Game’s clutches but I feel lost and vulnerable. I am unsure of what to do… |
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| Astra | Sun Oct 3, 2004 5:19 am Post #7 |
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The Age of Transformation, Summer, The Second Stage of the Waning Gibbous Still running... Still shifting through the shadows. My life seems to be filled with hiding. Hiding my identity, hiding my thoughts, hiding my feelings... Will I every be known for who I truly am? Will I ever be able to walk without fear? Light, why is this my fate? Light why? |
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