1. This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this site, you are agreeing to our use of cookies. Learn More.
  2. Greetings Guest!!

    In order to combat SPAM on the forums, all users are required to have a minimum of 2 posts before they can submit links in any post or thread.

    Dismiss Notice

Not For Me...

Discussion in 'UO White Stag Inn' started by SallyWard, Sep 13, 2005.

  1. SallyWard

    SallyWard Guest

    The soil is dry beneath my plain leather boots as I pick up a handful of soft sand and let it slowly fall to the ground and blow away in the wind. Peth looks to me and makes a concerned chirp, as she could always tell when I was upset. Such a good mount she was. Her empathy with me seemed so strong, that it even aided us in battle. I can recall the times when the younger “natural folk” would often think me little to be riding such a beast, but they never saw how fast she ran. They never saw how kind she was, and they never saw that this little “desert sparrow” would never tire when I needed her the most. She often carried me half dead out of battle, just to get me to a safe place. And when she finally died, her offspring were just as loyal.

    Another concerned chirp from Peth, and I stand up, take her bridle in my hands, and pet her soft muzzle. “Good girl,” I whisper softly to her, reassuring her that everything will be just fine. Bareback, I mount the little Desert Ostard and ride into town again, my pack filled with treasures that Anatoniel and I have collected over the years. Through the desert of Malas we travel yet again, and to the magical moongate of Umbra we go, leading the way to Luna, the NEW trade city.

    The small central building is so crowded you can barely breath. The voices are so loud and many that you can barely hear yourself think. People have their beasts of both burden and battle standing beside them as the sit there in full glittering armor. They shout of all the things they’ve accomplished just for one day... Selling Artifacts and rare items... Loot from the great beasts they’ve slaughtered. Most of the younger folk ignore me, but a few riding nightmares, fallen steeds, and other beasts too powerful for their own good look at my little Peth with almost a laugh. Such a weak mount isn’t for a tamer... at least that’s what they think. Perhaps they think I’m stupid. Perhaps they think I am simply incapable of taming a stronger mount. They just don’t know me. They just don’t know her. I ask the bank man to show me my box, and I slowly unload my pack, thinking back to each item as I place it safely inside.

    Foods from ages ago, safely preserved. Artifacts from foreign lands, gifts from friends. Time pieces, magical baubles, deeds for resources so that I may claim them again in future years. As I place the checks for gold in the bank I hear somebody sell an item for 14 million gold. My life savings, 3 million gold. They’re so young... It’s amazing how much gold they can get in such a short time by slaughtering.

    It’s done. All of my riches... all of the things that Anatoniel and I have worked so hard to gain, now all fit in a single box. I’m sure if I were to place them on the ground, and one of these folks would snatch them up in a heartbeat, and sell them with the rest of their “junk”... My hard earned treasures, are now obsolete when compared to the new things that can be found in the hidden lands. I had worked so hard for these items, and now they would be easily looked over for something ‘better’.

    As I leave, I hear a few men argue.
    “I’ve just gotten 6 new Arties from the labyrinth... What did you get?”
    “I don’t go there...”
    “Where do you hunt?”
    “I hunt daemons.”
    “How pathetic! Who hunts daemons anymore?!”

    At this I interject, “I do.”

    “Ha!” he retorts with a laugh, “Only new bloods kill daemons!”

    Several men and elves laugh, their armor glistening in the light of Luna. The daemon hunter and I both leave, feeling... belittled. As Peth takes me back to my Adobe, my mind wanders back to older times. ... a few months ago actually...

    Peth breathes heavily beneath me as she scrambles out of the way of the great red hooves. Ana gives a mighty screech and claws the daemon in front of him, spreading his great wings and buffering a great wind. The daemon mutters a few dark words and Ana is engulfed in flames! Peth gives a startled cry and stumbles back, the fire heating my face.

    As the flames clear, I can see that Ana is wounded, but not dead. He could easily run, but he stands his ground and bites for the daemon, grasping it’s great arm and drawing blood. The daemon roars and strikes Ana’s side, causing a gash. Peth runs under Ana’s feet and avoids being stepped on as I quickly apply my field medic skills, healing what I can. The daemon has escaped from Ana’s grasp and spreads it’s dark wings to fly away!

    With fury in his eyes, Ana spits fire at the daemon and knocks if off balance, slowing it’s escape, then he speaks a few deep words and uses his natural magic to teleport in front of the daemons path to make one final blow. The daemon falls to the ground. With a mighty roar, Ana has won the battle!

    Anatoniel gives a large draconic grin, and flies back to me. I heal him, then take the treasures from the evil creature that we’ve rid from the world. Gold for me, gems for Ana. That was the deal, and always will be. Every once in a while, we’d find a special item to be kept, but usually it was just gold and gems. Never would we harm a good creature. Never would we harm a natural creature. But Ana has the appetite of a dragon, and he must eat. The evils of the world reside in his belly, and because of this, Sosaria is a safer place.


    My memories are interrupted by a nervous chirp from Peth as she spies a small snake heading toward her feet. Unconcerned, I herd the little creature out of harms way, and it slithers across the sand. Ah, we’re here.. Yet again, to my Adobe. I dismount from Peth, and stand in front of my steps, sad to think that some day the large home will crumble to the ground.

    “Ana... it’s time.” I call to inside the house, and out of it peers the great face of the bronze dragon. I call him “the bronze beauty” although he has lost almost all of his luster through time. His scales are now a dull brown, and his brow has faded to almost white. Scars cover his scaled hide, revealing the true warrior resting inside his slowly beating heart. He comes toward me, and brings with him a bundle of blankets that contain my last treasure which I gently take from him.

    It’s time for goodbyes... I take the bridle off of Peth’s face, and allow her freedom. She’s confused. I tell her to leave, and she doesn’t go. I know she’d follow me. She’d follow me without tire if I let her, but I cannot. “Come now girl, you’re in the desert.. This is near home.. You know these lands, and there are few beasts that can challenge your safety.. Go on.. “ She walks closer to me and nuzzles my plain robes, chittering happily. “GO!” I yell, and with that, Ana gives a mighty roar and charges toward us with his wings spread and teeth bared! I stay still, but Peth retreats, startled and with a heavy heart. Ana stops short of me, but Peth keeps running, never to look back. A tear falls from my cheek, providing the sand below with moisture.

    Ana looks to me with wise eyes and I hear his voice in my head, *She had to go... We all have to go... You... Have to go.* And with that, he slowly walks back into my home, curls up in his lair, and waits. He waits for my home to crumble in around him and his world to end.

    I nod, and walk through the desert, carrying my bundle with me. After a long walk, I finally reach the tunnel nearby which leads to the grasslands beyond. It is here that Xian waits for me. He looks at me with young eyes and excitement, anticipating the adventures to come. His metallic green feathers shimmer in the light as he bows to me so I may mount him. Safely sitting aback the great Hiyru, we take flight.

    The wind whips through his feathers, and tugs at my cloak. As I look down at the parting world, I think of the sorrow in my heart that I may never see it again. I move the cloth of my bundle and look at the egg. I must keep it safe. I must keep it warm. One of Peth’s offspring is in there... That is my future. That is my only future. As I wonder what worlds await for us beyond the horizon, I hear the last words of Ana in my head, *I love you.*


    ... And here I am... on the foreign shore of a distant land. Sosaria far behind me. Perhaps someday I’ll return... But the world will never be the same... at least not for me.
     
  2. Mandolin

    Mandolin Guest

    *applauds* Great tale, Sally! I'll add it along with the other additions to the Table of Contents this week. Bravo!
     
  3. Guest

    Guest Guest

    Well written but sad. I hope you return to UO one of these days. Perhaps you just need a change of scenery. If you do return, I invite you to try Pacific Shard. We've just created an umbrella RP Alliance and you can use it to communicate with other roleplayers on the shard.
     
  4. Mandolin

    Mandolin Guest

    I could be wrong, but from what I've read in the past, people who write with such passion about something tend to return again. I'll keep the faith that Sally will return.. and extend the same invitation as Sable.. you're welcome to give Siege Perilous a try.. I'll introduce you to several of the RP guilds/communities there.. or if you prefer the production shards, Sonoma is rich in RP as well and I've recently joined one such community there myself.
     
  5. SallyWard

    SallyWard Guest

    Edited for a few spelling mistakes (which made it read kinda' funny).

    On a side note - It's done now... Subscription has ended... I may return some day in the future... but whenever I do, it won't be during 2005...
     
  6. Haruchai

    Haruchai Seasoned Veteran
    Stratics Veteran Stratics Legend

    Joined:
    Mar 26, 2005
    Messages:
    465
    Likes Received:
    12
    A beautiful and deeply moving farewell. I was touched, and wish you well in your new adventures. The stories you have lived will stay in your heart always, and they will tell themselves again and again for you. You may have left Sosaria, but Sosaria will never leave you.

    *raises spear in silent salute and watches her fade over the horizon*
     
  7. Guest

    Guest Guest

    <blockquote><hr>

    Edited for a few spelling mistakes (which made it read kinda' funny).

    On a side note - It's done now... Subscription has ended... I may return some day in the future... but whenever I do, it won't be during 2005...

    [/ QUOTE ]

    The way time flies, 2006 will be here before ya know it. We'll keep on hoping and if you do return, I invite you to come join us on Pacific!
     
  8. Mandolin

    Mandolin Guest

    And a new chapter to the White Stag in 2006 as well! I re-read all of 2005 so far... what a great group of writers we have this year!

    By the way.. Siege and Sonoma aren't such bad choices either! *sticks tongue out at Sable*
     
  9. Guest

    Guest Guest

    You're welcome to join us in Pacific too Mandolin. [​IMG]
     
  10. SallyWard

    SallyWard Guest

    I think when I come back, I'll have three characters on Napa (my origonal shard), one one Seige (it's still limited to one, right?), and one on Sonoma or Pacific (or perhaps one on each?).
     
  11. Mandolin

    Mandolin Guest

    <blockquote><hr>

    You're welcome to join us in Pacific too Mandolin. [​IMG]

    [/ QUOTE ]

    Bah.. I started out on Pacific, but recreated my characters on Sonoma when it went live. Last year I transferred my Pacific characters to Sonoma. I still have a clone of my reporter character on every shard I think so I can visit just about any shard. Was handy when cross-shard reporting was popular. [​IMG]
     
  12. Mandolin

    Mandolin Guest

    <blockquote><hr>

    I think when I come back, I'll have three characters on Napa (my origonal shard), one one Seige (it's still limited to one, right?), and one on Sonoma or Pacific (or perhaps one on each?).

    [/ QUOTE ]

    Yes.. just one character per account on Siege, as it should be. Increases dependency on other players, and thus more "community". More than one character and everyone becomes self-sufficient and little need to interact with each other. But, that's enough of a Siege lesson for today. [​IMG]

    I like to have a character on as many shards as I can in case I'm invited to an event by somebody elsewhere. That way I'm not rushing to create one when the time comes. Makes for good times and definately good stories! There's actually a story I left out about a trip I made to Baja or LS I think.. where they were erecting a wax museum and asked me to pose for it. Didn't fit in to my story lines, but I always thought that was a fun trip. [​IMG]
     
  13. Guest

    Guest Guest

    If each of you has (or will have) characters on Pacific, then I'll have to invite you for our forthcoming events. The fiction I am writing at the moment serves as a summary of our events thus far. Right now, I've only posted the background material on the events. Accounts of the events will be forthcoming.
     
  14. Mandolin

    Mandolin Guest

    I'll be there.. time permitting of course. Just give me a heads up when things are going down.. probably use a gate as well! [​IMG]
     
  15. SallyWard

    SallyWard Guest

    Curious.. now that Kingdom Reborn is in the testing stage - does anybody know what the desert ostards look like? (or rather, anybody have any screenshots of 'em?).. I'm curious to see what they did with all my favorite tamables...

    You guys think it's gonna' be worth it to come back, when KR is released?