dragonfire8974
Expert
I wish to let people know what really happened with my brother Lok because I heard many suspicions about what might have gone down. I will not tell the run up to the events because that is something i cannot be unbiased about, and re-hashing that will not serve any purpose.
After the meeting with the nobles and the keybearers, Lok went for a walk on his own. He felt insulted and wished to cool off. A stranger approached him in the woods and offered him a smoke and a drink. to give a little perspective, in our lands we were met with contempt and the term mistwalker, which is used as a slur against non natives to Gaden. We have experienced much xenophobia from our lands, and so to come to Vandalar and be greeted as normal people and even with kindness is quite a shock. Lok followed the man to his tent, they sat, and talked like civil people as the stranger showed a kind hand and a kind ear to my brother. It turns out this man was a minion of the Raksasha, and one far more powerful than my brother and probably could have ensured the demise of Harbors Far himself, and my brother was there. the Raksasha had him, and had the staff, and it was clear it was not a battle that could be won. so my brother talked. he bargained with the only chip he had, his life, so that myself and my brothers be protected. if he had fought, the same fate would have befallen him, i am sure of it. but instead he gave up his life to save mine and my brother's life from the Raksasha and his greater minions. This i know because there were times when i came face to face with the dragon, with large undead creatures, and the raksasha himself and was induced to sleep instead of the many apocalyptic things either of them threw.
Lok had no choice to become what he did, the raksasha trapped him. as a tribute to who he was, he was even able to stay in control long enough when he came back to the tavern to talk with me, but before i could say anything he was set upon and crushed... all his personal effects taken except his bloodstained and shredded tunic. I found out later that he could have been saved with a scroll that was on hand and an enslavement antidote...
The only reason i bring that last part up is that if someone had stopped to talk, i could've at least said goodbye, or better yet, i could have gotten my brother back, and i just hope it doesn't happen again to someone else. My friends, i may not be all that social, but i owe all of you a debt of gratitude for wreaking revenge on the creature that did this to my family. Safe Travels to you all
-James the Inconceivable of Harbors Far
After the meeting with the nobles and the keybearers, Lok went for a walk on his own. He felt insulted and wished to cool off. A stranger approached him in the woods and offered him a smoke and a drink. to give a little perspective, in our lands we were met with contempt and the term mistwalker, which is used as a slur against non natives to Gaden. We have experienced much xenophobia from our lands, and so to come to Vandalar and be greeted as normal people and even with kindness is quite a shock. Lok followed the man to his tent, they sat, and talked like civil people as the stranger showed a kind hand and a kind ear to my brother. It turns out this man was a minion of the Raksasha, and one far more powerful than my brother and probably could have ensured the demise of Harbors Far himself, and my brother was there. the Raksasha had him, and had the staff, and it was clear it was not a battle that could be won. so my brother talked. he bargained with the only chip he had, his life, so that myself and my brothers be protected. if he had fought, the same fate would have befallen him, i am sure of it. but instead he gave up his life to save mine and my brother's life from the Raksasha and his greater minions. This i know because there were times when i came face to face with the dragon, with large undead creatures, and the raksasha himself and was induced to sleep instead of the many apocalyptic things either of them threw.
Lok had no choice to become what he did, the raksasha trapped him. as a tribute to who he was, he was even able to stay in control long enough when he came back to the tavern to talk with me, but before i could say anything he was set upon and crushed... all his personal effects taken except his bloodstained and shredded tunic. I found out later that he could have been saved with a scroll that was on hand and an enslavement antidote...
The only reason i bring that last part up is that if someone had stopped to talk, i could've at least said goodbye, or better yet, i could have gotten my brother back, and i just hope it doesn't happen again to someone else. My friends, i may not be all that social, but i owe all of you a debt of gratitude for wreaking revenge on the creature that did this to my family. Safe Travels to you all
-James the Inconceivable of Harbors Far