AabahranThe Chronicles, Vol.17
The Chronicles · by Historian Eril Ballyshack
/--------------------------------------------------------------------\ | | | * * * * * * Fourthday 14th | | Vol. 17 * * THE CHRONICLES * * Fall, 1461PC | | * * | | | | - Marriage Still Exists in the Guilds, Funny That! [Eril] | | _ _ | | | | nder the pressure of potential war, tired by the slow | | | | bureaucratic process in which the most costly city in the | | | | world changes the makeup of its entire government format, | | \____/ Fliblin Ballyshack, the Lion, grew impatient. Your | | faithful editor is a bit of an analyst, and cannot boast | | in having a keen understanding in the ways of love. Alas, she is | | now a married woman. I cannot call it an accident, not exactly. | | Hopelessly in love, beaten down by the horrible Writers Block | | disease of old, I finally let spill the romantic beans of passion, | | and like the lucky individual I have been, the Lion accepted. We | | were wed on the 2nd of Death, Fall, 1461 PC, by Kyris Zyther. We | | were witnessed by Henseru of the Camp, who was all too happy to | | drink with us afterwards. Harmony is the hope, but the adventure | | does not stop here as the elusion may tempt. It begins! | | | | )-------------------------------o--------------------------------( | | | | | - The Zyther State [Eril] | - Just Sittin' There! [Eril] | | ____ | ___ | | / | ince Kyris Zyther came | | 've done it! I got one of | | \____ to Aabahran, his story | | those Watchers to talk to me | | \ has been one that | | at long last, and being one | | |____/ invokes a feeling of | _|_ who loves stories, I was all | | pity (forbid he read my | too happy to sit and listen | | thoughts on it, I am certain he | to the fella talk. His name is | | does not want pitied). It is | Makron (perhaps you have heard | | something that cannot be helped | the name before), and he really | | I fear. He came to build a | like alcohol. He REALLY likes | | home for the people who loved | it. In fact, since a bunch of | | him, and they all died before | sailors, always so irresponsible | | he was able to. Absorbed to | in their ways, left a bunch of | | his duties, he battled Watchers | juicy booze just sitting around | | for many years, only for raids | out in the opened ... in their | | to continue at the end of it. | storage, Makron decided to drink | | Recently, an incident involving | it all. Were it not for this | | the Weight Ghost, Azrahn, who | particular passion, he may have | | is no longer among us as a | never met the mysterious Owl, | | result, left Kyris wounded by | Covarrubias, who saved him from | | taint, aged, and without his | the angry horde of sword-jabbing | | memory. The man deserves a | hypocrite pirates that had only | | long, long break, but his sense | earlier given the rum to Makron | | of purpose remains -- he has | freely (essentially). | | informed me that he plans to go | I am convinced by stories | | back to the land of Dar'Velia, | like these that rules against | | the mountains. Meanwhile, his | impulsive behavior never really | | brother Araeund Zyther is in | stick the way they should. Risk | | Aabahran, whose purpose remains | is everywhere, and life should | | a secret to me. | have its adventurous moments! | |_________________________________o__________________________________| |Chief Editor: Historian Eril | The Library accepts any articles of | |any artistic merit; send any stories or expressions you wish! | \--------------------------------------------------------------------/