Eleni's Journal
Eleni is
a moon elf druid who follows the teachings of Rillifane Rallathil, the
elven god of the woodlands. Riddled by a bloody personal history
and controlling motherly needs, she teetered with insanity, but still manages
to survive. This is her journal, as started during the "Wounds" last
night in Feather Falls, where she lost her husband and son. This
is the writing of Laura, who plays Eleni. Comments on it should be
sent to her at LauraBeth2902@hotmail.com
Wedding Vows
I, Eleni, take you Einleiss
to be my wedded husband
to have and to hold
from this day forward
in joy and sorrow
in plenty and in want
in health and in sickness
to love and to cherish
until I lay you in the arms of Rillifane Rallathil
Song I used to sing to Einleiss
Thou Art Rest (to Love)
Thou art rest and quiet peace.
Thou art longing, and that which stills it.
I consecrate to thee, with my joys and griefs,
As thy dwelling place, my eyes and heart.
Enter into me and close thou,
The gates softly behind thee:
Drive other griefs from this breast,
Let this heart be filled with thy joys.
My world of sight thy radiance
Alone can illuminate. O, fill it to the full!
We used
to call our son "our seedling". His name was Airen and he was not
yet 1½ years of age when the villagers attacked. We watched
them murder our son, and then I watched them murder my husband. Oh
Einleiss, my heart!! Oh Airen, my starchild, my seedling!
I have been tortured and tied to a chair, left helplessly pleading in our
home and set it afire. A ferret, white as snow, came to my rescue
and chewed through my bonds. The forest beckoned me to escape from
these maddened humans and join it. I ran deep through the trees,
the moon that used to be warm and gentle had turned hard and cold as ice.
I ran until I collapsed in the protection of the trees; the ferret never
left my side. I cried myself to sleep singing my son's lullaby and
the song Einleiss and I would sing to each other. Their screams still
echo in my head.
Airen's Lullaby
I'll love you forever
I'll like you for always
'Til the stars fall from the heavens
'Til the sun loses its warmth
As long as I'm living
My seedling you be.
I'll NEVER
forgive those monsters, those humans in Feather Falls or the Red Wizards
who possessed them. I will see them all dead!
What will
I do? What will I say? We grow close to their evil. It
is faint and cold, but there all the same. These Red Wizards have
no value for life; no respect for the sanctuary of the trees. They
will be stopped. I will confront the wench responsible and before
she dies at my hand, she will make those cursed humans villagers remember
their atrocities. Then I will kill them as well. Perhaps then
my husband and son can finally rest. Perhaps then I will no longer
hear their screams in my sleep.
These Thayan
Red Wizards are responsible for these disappearances. The wench herself
has her hand in it. Not all humans are weak and easily manipulated,
Rillifane only knows what's become of the poor boys. Hopefully, once
these townspeople realize how evil the Red Wizards are, they will dispose
of them mightily and with vengeance unequaled by other mortals.
(added 1/9/03)
I did it.
Kizzif cast a nightmare spell on me. I killed my son.
I tried to kill my husband. He won't see me. I would beg for
his forgiveness if only he would let me. I did it. IT
WAS ME! It was me. It was me
I don’t
quite remember the past few days or weeks as the case may be. I feel
like I’ve been wakened from a dream. What little I do remember is
Einleiss leaving me to go find himself. I remember praying at the
grave of Airen and the dream Rillifane sent telling me not to worry about
Airen, that he was with him. I got a sense of forgiveness from that
dream but I doubt I will ever be able to forgive myself. If my husband
cannot forgive me then how can I in good conscience forgive myself?
I know that Kizzif is free to inflict torment on others and that her people
are looking for her to be killed. Perhaps I should send word to Tangled
Trees as a warning of her. I remember rescuing a child and believing
I was pregnant. I remember Grunk dying and barely saving Asgar.
Then I woke up to the sound of Hope's magic harp. The next day Hykos
cast a spell to relieve me of my burden of insanity. Insanity is
the only word to describe what was happening to me. I still do not
feel completely myself. Hykos has instructed his priests to do a
very thorough pregnancy test on me. Tomorrow we leave on a quest of vengeance.
We are going to find all of the kidnappers and return them to justice as
well as all the ransom used to buy the child’s freedom.
Today we
rode out. We are given a wide berth while we travel because of Silver
Back and because of the variety of species in our group. We are one
moon elf, one half elf drow, one half elf, one gnome, and two half orcs.
We will catch these fugitives and bring them to justice. What of
the justice for me though? When will I be brought to justice?
I have wronged nature, and the family of elves, and man, and my husband,
and my son…. and myself. Why will no one bring me to justice?
Why is there no punishment for Eleni? Was I not as cold and ruthless
as those we seek now? Why are they to be punished but I am not?
We know
where the rouge elf last made her presence felt and now it’s off to find
the baron and his girlfriend. It will be roughly a day’s ride.
Maybe less. We will catch them and they will pay for their crimes.
Asgar is acting strangely. He asks for fruity drinks with umbrellas
and such. Then he goes outside and beats his head into the ground.
He claims that the ghost of Grunk is haunting him and that he doesn’t want
to be this way. I would protect him if I could. It seems no
one in my traveling party wishes to right me to justice for my crimes.
Since this is the case, perhaps I will have to do it myself. How
does one go about punishing oneself? I could sleep around and hope
for the worst diseases possible. I could drink myself silly whenever
the chance arises. I could let myself go and not worry about being
healthy. Hmmmmm, the only problem with that last one is that I would
need to stay healthy enough to protect my friends and keep them healthy.
I could go looking for fights. Basically I could start acting like
an orc. Oh dear, what would Einleiss think? I miss him so very
much. I ache for my husband’s companionship. There is no one
who knows me better than he. If I were to have his forgiveness then
perhaps I could learn to forgive myself.
The “Baron”
was already caught before we got here. The idiot. He stormed
the castle with hired men and his girlfriend. He won't even take
responsibility for his actions! He believes himself to be righteous
and vindicated by his blood line. I sometimes forget how stupid humans
can be. At any rate during his execution he tried to escape and became
an arrow pincushion. While on our way out of town we made a happy
discovery. Sylman was still in town and trying to get as much money
as possible before taking flight. She is now in custody and we are
taking her back to Hykos.
While on
the road back to Hykos’ place we encountered the group of mercenary types
the “Baron” and his girl Sylman hired to help regain “his” true reign.
We battled them and ended up making nice with them. Ugh. That
night (which in other words is tonight) the woodland elf appeared and attacked.
Shamil was shot with a poisoned barbed arrow and so was I. Sylman
tried to escape as we caught the rouge elf. This elf is so cold and
indifferent. I could see myself in her. I should be very careful
lest I follow the same path she took. I do not understand how she
could do what she’s done for money. The protection of others and
vengeance would be more acceptable. The coldness that comes with
constant death would swallow me whole.
The prisoners
have been returned to Hykos, along with what ransom we could find.
We are now waiting for tomorrow when we go hunting Will and Tadius.
They have apparently hired a wizard to help them take over the temples
of Tyr. Many people will be injured and broken if they are not stopped.
On a more personal note, I am not with child. Perhaps this is a blessing.
I would not be a worthy mother to any child. There is proof however
that I will see justice dealt to me. I apparently have something
in my blood. Something that is not supposed to be there. I
can only assume that I have somehow contracted some sort of disease.
I have sent word to Einleiss about my health. I look forward to his
answer and whatever pain lies ahead for me. I have earned it.
What a
day. We defeated Will, and Tadius, and the wizard. Unfortunately
the wizard escaped and fortunately Tadius was “abducted" into a lovely
hell dimension where I’m sure he will have loads of fun reaping the fruits
of his labor. I hear hell is lovely this time of year. I have
no doubt that Will should join his brother however that is not my decision
to make. We have each been blessed with a large ruby shard
to spend with our rewards as we see fit. The others buy horses, now
we all have mounts. Asgar has named his horse Fluffy.
I am beginning to wonder if he is indeed being possessed by the ghost of
Grunk. Possession is not natural and I do not find any unusual “vibes”
about him. I seem to recall something being said once about Grunk’s
bow, which Asgar now carries. Perhaps it is the bow which has caused
this transformation. Personally I think I like him better this way.
We have
received word that Taelnakah, Darious’s nephew, has been abducted.
Darious has urgently requested our presence in Tangled Tree’s to help bring
him home. We have decided to ride hard to help our friends’ family.
I think it would be best if I warn them of Kizzif, lest she in some way
harms others again. The bitch. It is difficult for me to not
let Silver Back run at full speed. I’m sure if I were to let him
do this we would soon lose the others. Still we are making good time.
Nothing
of interest has happened today.
Nothing
of interest has happened today.
We made
it to the edge of the haunted forest tonight. I set up my luxury
pavilion for camp tonight so we could rest well. It seems the forest
remembers us as it sent out wraiths to munch on the horses. Few things
can invoke my anger like unnatural beings feasting on natural life.
I grabbed my staff and went out to meet our enemies. For the first
time in a long time I felt the burn of righteous anger and knew that Rillifane
was with me in battle. The wraiths did not touch me. Hope was
not so lucky. The wraiths touched her for but a few brief moments
before she could fight them off. There is no amount of healing I
can do to undue the damage she has received this night. Her horse
was taken. As was Asgar's. I must be wearing off on him.
I’ve never seen as orc so protective of another animal. Granted it
was a little difficult to watch him grieve as he was clad only in hair
curlers and a sword. I will mention that I have never seen
an orc naked before and he looks to be quite… ummm… virile. I do
not think he was aware of what his body was doing during battle.
He was astounding. I’ve never seen such an enormous “limb” on any
type of male before. I miss my mate. I would not want to risk
giving him what ever disease it is that I have in my blood though.
I do not think Asgar would mind however since it was more than likely him
that gave it to me.
Hope is
going to ride with me today. She has never ridden a dire wolf before.
I pray that Rillifane gives Silver Back patience and endurance for our
ride today. We received another message from Taelnakah's great-grandmother
this morning. It came in a little red capsule looking thing and when
I opened it started screaming at us. We sent word back that we were
unaware of when she sent the message, that we had just received it, and
had immediately started traveling hard to reach Tangled Tree’s to assist
in finding the baby. We also stated, rather gently I might add, that
her attitude was not appreciated. If that’s the sort of woman that
Darious was raised by then it is no wonder to me that he’s turned
out as sorted as he is.
It rained
today. We did not reach our destination as planned and therefore
my poor wolven friend will have to endure another day of riding with Hope.
Today we
reached the outpost of the purple dragons, where they apparently peace
bind all weapons. We have a charter from Hykos and are therefore
exempt from all weapon binding. The guards were a little unnerving.
They kept looking at me funnily. Did I do something in my maddened
state that I shouldn’t have? We are still on our way to Tangled Tree’s
but by Rillifane we will not get there with any haste until we can get
mounts for the rest of our party. Silver
Back has bald spots in his fur from ridding with Hope!!!
She keeps falling off too. I am trying to keep my patience,
after all she is but a child. I have got to get this girl a
horse!
Today we
made it into town. We made it before a really huge storm that is
headed our way. The sky is swollen and angry. Like a
mother about to give birth. This is going to be some storm
I can tell. We purchased horses and got rooms. While everyone
else went to do whatever I decided to see why the Asgar of old was so infatuated
with alcohol. I went into the ugly bug or whatever it’s called and
tried my hand at hard liquor. I understand why he liked it so much.
I don’t recall how much I had to drink but I do recall the pleasant numbness
that came with it. I was so happy. I didn't feel any pain,
my mind became diffused and blissfully empty. Somehow I woke up tied
to my bed with my head felling like the storm was inside it. Asgar
came in wearing the most darling outfit I’ve ever seen him wear!
He must have remembered the time I refused to untie him from his bed in
Tangled Trees because he became rather abusive and that's just not called
for unless it’s under the right circumstances. No matter what he
wears or how he acts I can not get the image of his naked body and engorged
”trunk” out of my head. I find myself wondering if it would hurt
just from the sheer size of him.
(journal entry for later that evening )
Let me
start by saying that it only hurt a little the first time he entered but
after that it was almost better than the buzz I’d received from the couple
of Feather Falls Tea’s I’d had with him and Ralga. He was very good
and loud. We only had time enough for one round because the town
came under attack by some dire kobalds. They were amazing little
fighters. I wild shaped into a wolf and went to do battle with the
little buggers. I saw Silver Back come into town to help in the fight
and protect me, but he couldn't tell where I was because of my new form.
Once I changed back he was much relieved to see I was still living.
My animal companions and my friends are the only reasons I have to stay
alive. I healed whomever I could and took Asgar by the arm and led
him back to my room for the rest of the night. I do like a man who
is vocal in his appreciation of a good tryst.
The townsfolk
appear to be in need of our assistance in defeating the dire kobalds that
have been attacking them at regular intervals. They said they would
pay us for our trouble and that we were welcome to whatever treasure we
find. I would do it for free just to help keep their town safe.
They led us to a cliff face with a cave entrance to it. We
defeated a small family of ogres, set some regular kobalds free, went through
a testing ground and did battle with a hobgoblin, the original dire kobald,
and a kobald shaman. I did battle with the wizard and burnt him to
a crisp. I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to start carrying
some seeds of growing so that even when we are under ground or away from
the sanctuary of the forest I can still cast the bulk of my favorite druid
spells. Tomorrow we will return to finish off the rest of the
creatures that have been terrorizing the townsfolk.
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