Ghazkull

Ghazkull Mahsong
Heartbringer
Created	1999
Status	Active
Race	Elf
Classes	Ranger Mage Thief
Last Seen	2011
Spouse	Evelyne
Partner	Deyanira
Relatives	Sister: Camisra

Ghazkull Mahsong

Current Description:

06/08/2002 - Description by Cordir.:
Magical auras of warding and protection swirl around the topaz-eyed elf who stands silently before you. but not the crimson aura of evil that you were expecting, seeing him. Instead, the soft, subtle blue reveals his allegiance to the Dreamwalkers of Tamar. What could change a man so completely, to sway from one side of the path of life, to its polar opposite? Unless you somehow become of his closest friends, you may never learn this very private secret. He wears the trail-worn leathers of a man of the woods, but the sigils and mystical symbols that glow upon them clearly reveal his love and dedication to the sorcerous arts. Tall, slender, but with broad shoulders, he has the typical grace and fluidity of his race. Hair the color of moonlight upon the snow tumbles down his back in a silvery torrent. With a friendly smile upon his expressive face, he bows slightly in the elven style, causing the perfect, clear peridot bound to his brow to flash in the light. The flawless jewel reminds you, oddly, of the spirit of a woman not seen in these lands for many years - his beloved wife Evelyne... surely the reason he wears it. The loneliness her absence brings wells up in his eyes for a moment, and he turns his head slightly, allowing his hair to fall forward and hide his face for a brief second while he composes himself. When his gaze lifts once more to meet yours, only the undying curiosity and compassion that is his nature is shared.

01/20/2007:
The first thing that is noticeable about this elf is a strange scar that seems to run right the way around his forehead, as though someone had removed his brain, the thought of someone doing this makes you shudder. He looks at you in a friendly sort of way but you can't help but notice his hands nervously twitching towards his weapons, you can only assume this is a result of actions by whoever made the scar.
He lowers his body in a deep bow causing his long silvery hair to cascade around his head and onto the floor before he flicks it back behind him as he straightens up. his hazel eyes focus on you for the first time and his face breaks into a wide grin. Noticing your eyes flicking up to the scar on his forehead he smiles.
Ghazkull says (in common), 'maybe i'll tell you the story at some point'
Ghazkull says (in common), 'now is not the time for that story'
he turns to leave, and as he does so, u catch sight of a blue peridot tucked into a fold in his clothing, a memento of a past love maybe? only he knows. Ghazkull has a special twinkle in his eye.

Elf [       Ra:11       ] Ghazkull Dark Elven Angel ofARCANES                            03/09/2000
Elf [    Ma: 5 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull would like to speak with Nayr *Dreamwalker*           10/25/2000
Elf [    Ma: 6 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Little Mage, *dreams* [Evelyne]              01/30/2001
Elf [    Ma: 8 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Little mage of dreams *Evelyne*              07/12/2001
Elf [    Ma: 8 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Birthday boy of the dreamwalkers             11/07/2001
Elf [    Ma: 9 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Heartbringer of the Dreamwalkers             03/18/2002
Elf [    Ma: 9 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Walks the path of the Wyrm.                  05/18/2002
Elf [    Ma:12 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Dreaming Attendant of Fate                   07/20/2002
Elf [    Ma:14 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Dreaming, Fated, *Heartbringer*              08/27/2002
Elf [    Ma:14 Ra:11    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, wishes to speak with Tamar *FATE*            12/11/2002
Elf [    Ra:12 Ma:15    ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Heartbringer *FATE*                          01/17/2003
Elf [ Th: 6 Ma:15 Ra:12 ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Heartbringer of Fate *Deyanira*              12/06/2003
Elf [ Th: 8 Ma:15 Ra:12 ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Heartbringer of Fate *Deyanira*              01/17/2004
Elf [ Th:10 Ma:15 Ra:12 ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Apprentice Blade/HAND of Fate. *Dey*         06/20/2004
Elf [       Ra: 4       ] Ghazkull Mahsong                                               08/09/2005
Elf [       Ra: 8       ] Ghazkull would like to speak to Tynian                         01/14/2007
Elf [    Ma: 4 Ra:10    ] Ghazkull, Reborn Soul of Fate *Sir*                            01/21/2007

Character History:

(Written for his entry into the Chosen of Fate. Not updated since that time.)
A gentle breeze gently feeds the flames in the firepit, as ghazkull sits back after a hard days exploration. He calls out for some more wine and the barmaid brings it over. He focuses on the small child sitting patiently in front of him.

“So, little one, you wanted to know my history?” he said, the faint touch of a smile playing across his lips as he spoke.

“Yes please Mr Mahsong” replied the small boy earnestly.

“It’s been a long time since anyone has called me ‘MR’ Ghazkull, I must say” chuckled Ghazkull to himself. “Very well then, let me see……”

Ghazkulls’ eyes seem to lose their focus slightly as he recalls memories long since past.

“I was born in Cillidellia a fair few years ago. My earliest memory is of myself running along the beach that separates Cillidellia from Safehaven. I lacked discipline and the only skills I had at that time were very basic, I spent the time killing sandpipers and crabs that scuttled back and forth. My teacher showed me how to fillet a corpse to make an edible steak, which would ensure that I never went hungry, My Teacher is a funny old elf by the name of Savah, if you should ever meet her please send her my regards.”

“Now you might think that a small boy playing on the beach would have contented me, but you’d be wrong. My life lacked direction and as my mother had died giving birth to myself and my twin sister Camisra (who incidentally died while I was still young) I had no family. I wandered the temples for hours on end and I decided that I wanted to join the Chosen of Fate. I spoke to Lady Cordir regarding this at the time, I still look back on that memory as it makes me laugh. I was clinging for dear life on the cliffs overlooking the beach when I spoke to Lady Cordir, at the time I did not have the required experience to join the Chosen so, sadly that was the end of that decision.”

“I spoke with many people regarding the many faiths of the realm. One person I spoke to at length was Tamar, an immortal who at this point in time held the position of Ambassador to the realm and while I was walking through the temples one day, I happened upon the temple of Torchbearer, the Dark seraph of the Arcanes. As it happens, Torchbearer had chosen this day to visit the realm and as I just happened to walk into his temple, I decided that it must have been some form of fate, so I joined the Arcanes.

“My time in the Arcanes was not a good one, I had joined them looking for Discipline and a sense of family, instead I got a group of very experienced people who didn’t have time for an inexperienced young whelp ( as I was referred to once) also, I discovered that becoming an arcane meant that I was immediately the target of a lot of people.”

“After a while, I tired of the disorganized (in my humble opinion) rabble that was the Arcanes and petitioned to Torchbearer for my removal from the Arcanes. My request was granted and I was back where I started.

“Upon reflection I should have stuck to my original plan which was to join the chosen, but I had just left the Arcanes, and although I hadn’t felt a part of me, the sudden cut off from other people had left me feeling empty. I also discovered that people still distrusted me due to my previously red aura.”

“That evening, I spoke with Lady Tamar, who had recently been promoted from Ambassador to Demigoddess. Tamars’ following was called the Dreamwalkers, and I happened along Tamars’ temple (which incidentally used to be the site of Torchbearers old temple. He had since retired. Maybe it was fate for me to join the Dreamwalkers as well). I spoke with Tamar and she agreed to let me join the Dreamwalkers. I accepted, and I will admit now, that I did have misgivings at the start of my relationship with the Dreamwalkers. But let me explain. I had gone from the arcanes (an evil following - which as I said before, in my opinion, were a disorganized rabble) to the Dreamwalkers (a good following). This was a problem because in the Arcanes we were allowed to attack whomever we chose to, and I learnt the hard way that sometimes it is best not to attack just because of alignment. The Dreamwalkers however, weren’t allowed to attack someone unless we were justified against them or in self-defense. However, although we were allowed to attack under certain criteria, it was still generally frowned upon.”

“This placed a restriction on me that I hadn’t had before, already I was getting the Discipline that I craved. I started to be nice to people and to offer them assistance and people began to take notice that I wasn’t the same as the Ghazkull who was a member of the Arcanes.”

“One day while I was sitting around the adventurers guild, I heard a voice call out for help in Safehaven. As it was only around the corner from my hometown, I went to the assistance of the person and saw one of the most beautiful half elves I have ever seen. She introduced herself as Evelyne, and told me what the problem was. I helped her complete her troublesome task and made my way back the guild, with the picture of her face forever imprinted on my mind.”

“A few months later, I was again sitting in the guild, when Evelyne approached me and, because she had gained a lot more experience since I had last met her, asked if I fancied joining her on an expedition. We worked well as a team, she and her clerical abilities, and me and my skills as both a ranger and a mage. It was on this expedition that I asked Evelyne to marry me. She said yes -- but we both had to gain some more experience before we were wed. So it was with a renewed sense of life that I set out in the realm again.”

“About a month later I received word from one of my messengers that Evelyne had joined the Dreamwalkers. This pleased me greatly for I was now able to speak to Evelyne telepathically using the powers of my goddess, Tamar.”

“A few months down the line, I was having trouble getting the amount of experience that I needed, and Evelyne hadn’t visited the realm for quite some time, so it was with a heavy heart that I cancelled the wedding. About 2 months later, Evelyne contacted me saying that she heard about the cancellation and supported it. Like a lovesick puppy I wrote back to her saying that I would still be willing to marry her, even if she could not visit the realm regularly. Evelyne responded by saying she would love to marry me.”

“The wedding was held in the little chapel in Harpers Landing, I remember we had to get all sorts of permission from the mayor of the town as it is a human city and I was an Elf and Evelyne was a Half-Elf. Tamar presided over the wedding, and afterwards in private, Evelyne gave me a clear peridot jewel as a token of her love. I still wear the jewel today in the band around my forehead.”

“I spent many a year just wandering after that, I explored areas previously unknown to me, I spent many a day helping new adventurers in the realm and one day, Tamar bestowed the greatest honor I have ever received. She named me HeartBringer of the Dreamwalkers, and immortalized me in her temple.”

“I had not been active in the realm for about a month and all my means of communication with the realm broke down. I returned to the realm a few weeks ago, to discover that Tamar had been promoted to Goddess. This meant that the Dreamwalkers were no more. For the first time in my life, I felt completely and utterly empty. I had had some misgivings at the start of my relationship, but a few years down the line, I had grown to love each and every member of the Dreamwalkers as a member of my family. For a few years at least, I had had everything that I was searching for: the love of a family, and discipline. I loved Tamar like my own mother, she had effectively raised me from a child and then left me.”

“I spent a few days considering my options and then one night while I was asleep my subconscious mind brought the image of me as a young elf, clinging onto some cliffs and talking with a goddess. Now experienced enough to join the chosen I sought out a friend of mine by the name of Noctus, who was in the Chosen already, and asked him to sponsor my entry to the chosen. Noctus agreed to Sponsor me, and I started my quest to join the Chosen.”

“As I tell you this now, I have 7 of the 8 quest items required, I have a sponsor, and I have enough experience. May The Lady be generous when my day of judgment arrives.”

The scene changes back to the fireside in the inn. The little boy is still sitting there gazing at Ghazkull with quiet admiration.

“Tell me of your quest to join the chosen!!” Begged the little boy earnestly.

“That is a story that has yet to be closed. Maybe when it is finished, I shall write it all down and send you a copy of the book for being such an attentive listener. For now though, it is time for me to sleep.”

And with that, Ghazkull stood up and crossed the room to the stairway that would lead him to his sleeping quarters for the night. He absently touched the peridot softly with his hand and whispered something inaudible as he made his way upstairs.

The scene changes to the little boy asleep in his bed with a contented look on his face. In the room next to him lies Ghazkull, a troubled look on his face as he sleeps, probably forming his plan to complete his quest when he wakes.

Geasa:

1. I will explore an unfamiliar area at least once a month and draw a map of the area along with instructions of how to get there.
2. I will only ever eat food that I have created myself.
3. Unless I am aiding a newbie, if someone is in need of spells I will immediately go to their aid.

Trivia:

• Ghazkull was sponsored into the Chosen of Fate by Noctus.
• Ghazkull is specifically mentioned in Tamar's Refuge.

Personal Timeline:

07/27/2000: Ghazkull petitions to leave the Arcanes, posting the following board note: "It is with great sadness that I must request my release from the following. Since Joining you, I have been mercilessly hunted and killed by Bruce on Numerous occasions and it pains me to say it but once strong faith has failed me. It is with a heavy heart that I do this but I feel that it is needed to further my enjoyment of this already excellent MUD. If Torchbearer can see fit to grant me my release, then any punishment he deems necessary will be graciously accepted. Farewell Arcanes, and thank you for your help and support throughout my time here with you." Shortly after that, Ghazkull joins the Dreamwalkers.

03/22/2001: Ghazkull and Evelyne are wed.

06/05/2001: Ghazkull completes mobmastery 5 by slaying a goblin guard.

06/20/2001: Evelyne makes an appearance in the realm, wanting to say hello to Ghazkull.

10/05/2001: Ghazkull is named Heartbringer by Tamar.

07/17/2002: Ghazull completes 8 location quests and 3 mobmasteries.

08/13/2002: Ghazkull of Fate ascends to Ma:13\Ra:11.

08/16/2002: Ghazkull posts a note about Roleplaying.

08/18/2002: Ghazkull posts a note about his website.

08/25/2002: Ghazkull of Fate reaches 14 Mage today, learns portal, and casts it for the first time (bad portal, of course, winding up soggy in Loch Raven).

12/11/2002: Ghazkull ascends to Ma:15\Ra:11.

12/13/2002: Ghazkull ascends to Ra:12\Ma:15.