Author Topic: Rakira of Springdale  (Read 584 times)

Offline Rakira

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Rakira of Springdale
« on: May 18, 2008, 09:06:18 PM »
I was born into the city of Thakria and began my adventures in the year 1168. Once out of school, I quickly joined the Warlock's Guild, but found it was not fitting, and I was trying to discover where I fit in, when I started talking to Rastafar, a Springdalian Craftmaster.  After much discussion, I chose to join the great city of Springdale and Rastafar sent me a portal to guide me there. It was truly love at first portal that brought me into the Craftmaster family.  Once I was settled in, Fatalus gave me some coin and sent me shopping. In one of the shops, I found a beautiful Chestnut Pony staring at me, and I just had to have him. I quickly bought him and named him Flickerfoot.  In those early days, I was a very social creature, making it a goal to introduce myself and get to know everyone on the who list. I also took this chance to tell them about, and show off my beloved new pet.

Quickly I became great friends with Shyona, a Springdalian Prophet. Shyona was an aide to the Public Relations Minister and I quickly began to take an interest in helping the young.  As I was out helping them one day, I came across a young Thakrian Loremaster, Trakea. We soon became friends and sparring partners as we each struggled to master the Loremaster skills. With a few close friends, I quickly began to enjoy my simple life, learning new skills eagerly and trying my best to be a great guild member and citizen. Being a person that becomes easily bored, I found myself chatting up many people and forming many strong ties with people from various cities. In this way, I came to create my own type of quest; a hug quest. The goal was simple, hug everyone in the land and do not get killed for it. I was quick to achieve this goal and in this way, I met the dashing young Thakrian Thief, Alister.

I became quickly engaged to a young apprentice Sorcerer. My city mates were terrified by this, but were quickly relieved when the engagement was terminated. It left me in unrest with my city though. I felt caged in, like I had to only befriend those within my city, or on good terms with the city. I was quick to voice this opinion and soon put at ease by my fellow citizens and went on with my life, a little more wary. It was during this time that I made my first true enemy in the land, Uwoiame. I do not recall when or why she began to terrorize me, but she was soon coming into Springdale daily to kill me. I became frustrated at my failed attempts at retaliation, and looked to my city mates for advice. Seeing this problem, they began to protect me from her, and I found myself being whisked away to the safety of temples when any enemies found their way to my city. I grew tired of this protection and soon found myself with many large enemies to face.

Many events passed in this time, Shyona and I became adopted sisters, but this was soon changed when Eloire and Zartuuz adopted Justenien and I. It was at this time that I met Zenichiro. He had killed Rikki and I was going to help him get a resurrection from Katie. He quickly killed me, but I was snatched up my an animist and resurrected. He was angry about this, and saw that I had left Flickerfoot with him. He quickly told me he was going to kill and offer my dearest friend. I plead for his life, and some how saved him from this death. Shaken up, I returned to Springdale. The very next day, I left to take a nap, leaving Flickerfoot with Misteria and Dark Rose, my puppet and kitten in Castigere’s temple. When I awoke, my dearest friends were missing, I frantically searched for them. I saw then I had a message that would come to change my young life forever: A Morose Child, your loyal friend has been slain by Uwoiame. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I searched for Dark Rose and Flickerfoot in vain. For some reason, Uwoiame had seen it fit to enter a temple and brutally slay innocent animals for no true benefit.

As I ended my search, I did find Serge, a little dog Khashakin had given to me the night before alive and well. I clung to him and as I came out of that temple, I was no longer the happy innocent girl I had been. I was bent on Uwoiame’s destruction and dedicated myself to learning to fight, so one day I could pay her back for the pain she caused me.

Time passed and I grew impatient at my flaws as a fighter. I was sitting in square one night when Alister slipped in, ate a pill and dragged me with him. I found myself within his house in Thakria. After that night, we began to spend more time with each other, greatly upsetting Springdale. I tired of their limiting whom I could befriend, especially this young thief who was quickly capturing my heart. I left the city, and the Craftmasters a few years later. 
~Rakira Ramsay-Rinato~

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Re: Rakira of Springdale
« Reply #1 on: June 29, 2008, 01:12:59 AM »
Yes. I remember that time. I actually left in 1176 pretty much for that very reason. I had made friends, some of them Thakrian, and others Parrian. In fact, my two sisters, Rowlana and Shyona, were both Parrian. I was criticized sharply and very much to my face and with little sympathy or understanding to my lonely and unguided situation, despite having just gotten off LW, and really being one of 2 Springdalian youngsters, with you only tentatively fitting the role of youngster, at the time. Phew! That’s a mouth full.

At any rate, I returned two years later because I had been approached by Parrius and Mercinae to join them, but the thought of becoming a citizen of a new city and changing guilds filled me with guilt. I felt like I hadn’t quite given Springdale a chance, and I did have a good little number of Springdalian friends, so I began my second bout as a citizen of Springdale in 1178.

I didn’t have any further direct confrontational problems with the government or citizens about my loyalty. By that time, Rowlana and Shyona had both ventured back home to take care of our mom and dad, and Thakria had clearly defined itself as my enemy, so I never really made any Thakrian friends. Alister and Trakea, the only two Thakrians I’ve ever gotten along with to any extent, I knew were my enemies, and despite treating each other respectfully, held no illusions that we were friends. I have heard, however, from later LWs that they were treated unkindly by Springdalian elders if they were caught chatting with Thakrians or Parrians, and after Marshton, Mercinaens.

Shame! Shame!

Paranoia, suspicion, and backstabbing are ultimately the reasons why Springdale is such a wretched place to live. There were also a ton of pacifists, and while I obviously have chosen that path for myself, I understand the value of having a balanced society. And while I have been accused of bending the rules of my chosen path, the Springdalian pacifists shattered those rules and made a mockery of what pacifism is. And any bending I’ve been accused of is mostly lies, or subjective opinion, while Ailiana and Fatalus’s yearly use of the Dragon, for example, are solidly based abuses.

I think it a shame; really, as I honestly believe that Springdale has the most potential out of any of the four cities. OOC I wish I had the patience and time to devote to Springdale. In character, Jashiri is heart sick and tired and full of regrets.