Posted by Cothurak(VIP) on October 6, 2000 at 22:51:39:
Well, what's to say. I've so much to say, and so Let me start off with why I made Cothurak. I will (Little side note to Zulghinlour. Well roleplayed, I was empowered around the rank of level 16 or about Cothurak met Sevrik when Cothurak, my initial opinion of you was low because Z/Aga wouldn't induct you, -Sevvy Never forgot the things Sevarik tought me, your a good Shyntlara well, I'll get on about that later. During this entire strive to hero, I'm still the oldest Riebold finally takes power, and instantly inducts me. I show up, mind you I never planned on it anyways, to Let me give you some highlights: Fair enough, Cothurak deserved it. Now, though, my As the true follower of the flame, I've used Lord Zulghinlour as a fuel for my own I've attempted contact with you few times, though I must admit, I would care not to Now the time has come for our meeting, for I cannot continue on much more with this I will stop by your shrine frequently, as the Empire does little to keep eyes on a I'll be honored to find out if you attend my Sermon. Although I will most likely not Until then, King Jullias. Next note.... After getting killed, I decided it was about time I dealt The plans have been made. All the Maran and I prayed at Shokai's Tricking Shokai is going to be no easy task. Perhaps a litle Cothurak the Flame Then I confess my sins and such to the hordes of dawn To: Balrahd Belaran Garenth Shokai Dawn Cothurak **************************************************************** To: Shokai Dawn Balrahd Garenth Cothurak She is willing to preach a sermon of fire, which she tells me are words However, I cautioned her that the Lord Shokai, is not one to be trifled May her spirit be found worthy and zealous in faith. Under his wings, And many many more. It was working...everything working Here is one hella funny moment I'm never gonna forget: <660hp 761m 619mv> <660hp 761m 619mv> smirk <660hp 761m 619mv> You say 'For a time, yes.' <660hp 761m 619mv> say I prefer to call him a stepping stone. <340hp 771m 619mv> Zulghinlour took to sending me plagues everyone once Well, time travels on, Marans and Servants are nice, I wait, and wait, then Shokai posts that he wouldn't Little tidbits from that (post the log if ya got it): Chayan tells you '*mutter* dont give up!' To Empire: Besides the Emperor and WarMaster, your all Sylvan: Not much interaction besides my attempts to Dawn: Chayan, your the best. The rest of you, you'll Maran: The greatest enemy, that became the greatest Entropy: Zorszaul, your sad. I've got a REAL good Arbiters: Didn't really know any of you, even Fuath the Masters: You were my companions more than any Imperial. To the Imms: Anyone else I forgot, I'm sorry, but trying to rap up Some of my better equipment days I think, just had this somewhere: <836hp 639m 299mv> in And my three descriptions:Last to First. Once upon a time, this one was stunningly beautiful, but time has Covered by a midnight colored robe, you notice some writing ==========My heart, my soul, my life for the Empire========== And Finally my role: role + Standing next to the throne of the one known as Udgaard Loke, role + The time had come for Cothurak to leave his home, to leave his Through the course of life for Cothurak, the path has been made and has come to grow an interest towards the Drow City. A majority The last part, I wrote a whole role then it crashed, Well, there ends the story of Cothurak. Ipsisimus (who would have guessed)
little space to do it. This is gonna be long, so
bare with me.
always love to be the underdog, and Empire was
hurting. So I decided I would play a shaman, the
one class I've learned to love but never really
knew much. Thinking it would be neat to add a small
twist to my story, I picked sphere Fire and went
to Zulghinlour for Empowerment. To sum it up, the
empowerment didn't go over well. Frankly, I don't
care for his religion, IC, but liked my own ideas
of the Fire, etc. He didn't. It ended in me getting
empowered with the rules I would need to be in the
Council of the Empire by the age of 45, and to meet
him every 10 years to "pay my respects". From that
moment on, in Cothurak's life, he pretty much said
to hell with Zulghinlour.
and your always a neat Immortal to deal with - done
a few others - but when ya don't like my empowerment,
don't tell people on ICQ how lame it was. It gets
around eh? Just a little tidbit to try and remember.
It didn't really change my view of you, but I did it
as Cothurak would, not some cookie-cutter Imperial I
could have done)
that, and I quickly ranked, knowing if I stopped, I
would have never continued. I ranked and ranked, VERY
fast and hit 41-2 in around 40 hours or so. Gotta love
the silver spirits, and water majors + necros. Along
the way I met some people that very much changed my
life: Shyntlara and Sevrik.
he was around the 35th title, and he was of the 11th,
saying he didn't really have a goal to join Empire.
I get to around 45 and I'm still oathed, and I suddenly
see Sevarik an Imperial Priest, when Zulghinlour told
me to wait until someone could induct me. Sevarik says
the power of the High Priest spoke to him, and well,
convinced him to join. How ironic. In Sevarik's goodbye
note:
but you turned out to be a pretty decent guy. Keep sticking it out, and hero so
you too can get light of heaven'd and pincered to death (mwaha). :P
Anyway, peace out, have fun.
man. See you in the fields.
bloodoath I think to ever walk Thera. Riebold and Khayr
are both debating on who wants to be Emperor, while the
two of them both agree I will be made High Priest as
soon as one does. I relate this to Zulghinlour, and
he laughs. Expected, I'm only oathed at rank 45.
From then on out, I'm out to prove myself as the High
Priest. Easily I prove myself, as I had before I was
even inducted, since Empire was in shambles. Riebold
says he's in the process to make me High Priest, and
the WarMaster writes a note about me wanting to be
made High Priest. I'm waiting....waiting....waiting...
Then it suddenly dawns on me, "Oh ya I forgot to bug
Zulghinlour. Well this isn't gonna be pleasant."
make Zulghinlour happy so I can get High Priest. I knew
from the start, that wouldn't happen but you gotta try,
eh? Oh ya, I was 36. I saw him last when I was 18.
Zulghinlour says 'I've been waiting for you'
Zulghinlour spits in utter disgust!
Zulghinlour says 'You call yourself a priest?'
A bolt comes down out of the heavens and smites you!
You scream in agony as plague sores erupt from your skin.
You are unable to commune such a powerful supplication.
You have been KILLED!!
Zulghinlour says 'You are a priest....or claim to be...do what priests do, preach'
Zulghinlour says 'Prove your worthy and you may fight again as you once did...time will tell'
plan was going to get executed.
To: jullias
First, let me explain who I am. My name is Cothurak, and I am a supposed priest of Lord
Zulghinlour, and a follower of the path of Fire. Recently, I've been deemed unworthy
to be empowered by Lord Zulghinlour, for simply not agreeing to show up every ten
years to report my status, as I didn't care to when I agreed upon it.
flame and ambition, and in reality, decieve him to believe I am truly his follower.
To fix this "foolish mistake" I supposedly made, I'm to preach and will be holding a
sermon in the Inn of the Eternal Star....mostly to make Lord Zulghinlour happy enough
so I can hold the position of the High Priest, which everyone in the Empire council
wishes me to hold.
be found within your shrine by his eyes, at this time...it could prove, unhealthy. As I
was told from my teacher, Udgaard Loke, you would be the one to speak with about the
true path of the flame. After studying what little is known of your ways, I've begun to
notice and agree with Udgaard Loke.
Lord Zulghinlour...though I will continue my prayers and with the Sermon, in truth I
will be seeking you, for obvious reasons...the one that understands.
powerless shaman. In time, that will all change and our meetings must become...patiently.
If you are to see my walking the lands and I am not within your shrine, perhaps a sign
nof some sorts can draw my attention away from the repetitive dealings of the Empire and
what not. Perhaps, a black crow.
see you, you can see in person, the one ability and true aspect of the fire that I will
always follow : feeding off the gullible minds of others, like a wild flame through a
dry field.
To: Jullias
After some thought, concerning mostly myself, I've come to the
conclusion that most importantly is survival. In time I can
always deal with my goals with Zulghinlour or what not, but
for now, I must survive and there is one group that has begun
to prove annoying : the Maran.
with the situation. After talking with them, they concluded
they would only stop killing me if I saught redemption. Easy
enough. The Empire is in shambles and is falling under the
pressure of the Light, so would it not seem the best motion
to slide in within their ranks for awhile, and bide my time
to plan their destruction?
shrine, them to Shokai, and me to you, hoping I would recieve
an answer, though I know I will recieve one in time. At the
Sermon of Fire, I'm planning on revealing to Empire and all
who come the truth of my actions, and how I have been "running
from the truth for so long". It seems, since birth, I've been
born with the ability to tell people just what they want to
hear.
intervention from yourself could make this more...fruitful.
As of now, I'm avoiding the Empire, as always, and the Maran
and those of the Dawn, are helping me. Is it not enjoyable
when your working both sides to your advantage.
servants and Maran that seemd to have swelled the CF
hero ranks. On my knees praying for redemption at
Shokai's shrine, Belaran and Chayan pray to Shokai,
while I pray to Jullias. Talk about your deception.
** **
** Greetings to ye all, **
** **
** Belaran has spoken with Cothurak and it seems indeed **
** that Cothurak, Imperial Shaman seeks redemption. Many **
** probably will be weary if indeed this is real. But as a **
** Servant of the Dawn, I believe in Belaran and I also **
** have faith and hope in Cothurak. **
** **
** Belaran has advised the Dawn to not attack Cothurak as **
** while this redemption process unfolds. I beg you all to **
** heed the advice of Belaran as the Maran will begin the **
** process needed for Cothurak. **
** **
** My point of view is again we must have faith and bring **
** hope to Cothurak as she prepares the change she is about **
** take. I wish you well and may hope bring you what you **
** are seeking in your life. **
** **
** Scribed by Chayan Koi, Servant of the Dawn, On the **
** Day of Freedom, 4th of the Month of the Grand Struggle. **
** **
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My Lord Shokai and all warriors of the Light,
Cothurak stood humbly before the Light and seeks redemption. I have spoken with her
and so far, her actions and attitude shows repentance and willingness to
forsake the dark path and turn herself to the Light.
that will convict the hearts of dark and strengthen the spirit of those in
Light. She sounds sincere and earnest in her words and I prayed with her,
blessing and refreshing her spirit with words of strength and encouragement.
with and he remembers those who call his name in vain. She is willing to abide under
the shadows of his fiery wings of wrath and be cleansed and whole once again.
Belaran Athdorirel
as I wanted it. Well, the Sermon comes by, and I think
everyone remembers that Sermon. Pretty much I spoke
real long and in depth about Fire, then said to hell
with the Empire and to hell with Zulghinlour, the Maran
is my home. Well, Zulghinlour kills me, Empire attempts
to, and the Maran wipe the floor. Typical. Well, now
I'm safe for awhile.
Chaldaie says 'He was your god , right?'
say For a time, yes.
You smirk.
You say 'I prefer to call him a stepping stone.'
<680hp 771m 619mv>
A rain of stepping stones fall from the sky to strike you, leaving you feeling nauseous and diseased.
You can no longer find the strength to wield the Battleaxe of Mondurian.
You scream in agony as plague sores erupt from your skin.
in awhile, which added one helluva rememberance of
"Don't fuck with the gods".
I think the Emperor is the only Imperial left, and
I meet with Shokai who says we'll meet again, yadda
yadda.
be about for awhile. So I log off, and frankly don't
come back. College started, class and my job demands
attention so for the moment, CF is really on the back
burner. I think I didn't log in for like a week or so,
then just decided it was time to end it instead of
auto delete. My goodbyes was one of the times I've
actually sat and got emotional about a char. I had
about 4-5 servants and a few others come say goodbye
and beg for me to stay.
You tell Chayan 'The spark....just isn't there, Chayan'
Chayan tells you 'I am your spark'
You tell Chayan 'Chayan, to tell you the truth, you have been'
......
Cothurak reaches into her cloak one last time and pulls out a small golden leaf.
Cothurak holds back the wave of tears fighting her eyes.
You whisper 'And this, Chayan, is for you. My shade.'
Chayan sobs in misery.
Chayan bursts into tears.
Labozqec sniffs.
Cothurak opens Chayan's hand and places the leaf in his hand, closing it slowly.
<740hp 771m 619mv> [I've come to love that which I will only be when I've been bathed in light.
You whisper 'I've come to love that which I will only be when I've been bathed in light.'
You whisper 'Goodbye, Chayan'
.....
Losing the will to live, you commit suicide.
(dying in style)
I also had some side stories and such like the skull
that attached itself to my head, Shyntlara and me,
why I purposely ate the grapes, etc, but that's the
story of Cothurak. I hope you all enjoyed it up to
the end, as I did. I learned a whole lot and I'll
never forget Cothurak.
the most pathetic people I've ever seen. You only show
in hordes and can't do jack. When I left (was always on
no matter what), almost empire did since they never
saw anyone on. How pathetic. (Also those people that
show up from Jorin's Emperor days that have been gone
for about a month or two).
fight you all. It was fun. Flontinot, your crazy.
be missed.
friend, but always the greatest enemy. It was fun,
meet you again in the fields.
idea who you really are since I got one question out
of you that really pinpointed it, but it's sad you
never show. Fienn, good luck with everything.
Famous.
Barid, don't get discouraged even though invokers are
boring as hell (walking shield dispencers). Annabelle,
always fun to meet. Narlock, a die hard hate-evil guy
until the end, well done. Shyntlara....what's to say.
It was more fun than I could ever explain, since you
knew the Truth from the beginning to the end. Always
liked you when I was male, female made it complicated,
and in the end, my only true friend. Keep in contact.
Zulghinlour - always a blast. With my other interaction
with you, I always played the die-hard leader. It was
a fun twist to play someone that didn't. It was fun.
Shokai - Only got that once, and your posting....
"Now if you're trying to decieve an immortal with faith...ie: praying to Shokai
trying to infiltrate the Maran while really serving Jullias. Well, you're probably
shit out of luck, since as opposed to dealing with a broad group of people that the
immortal loosly guides (a cabal), you're dealing with the very meat and faith of an i
mmortal (the religion)...and while I tend to view us much like the Greek Pantheon,
the immortals IC in CF would probably be able to see any attempted deciet."
-Made me shit a brick, heh. Wish we could have met
more.
The other imms I interacted with: It was fun and all
the times I play this game, I come to like it more and
more what a good job you've done. Keep it up.
here.
(before Ingvar said go hp not +dam)
You are carrying:
(Glowing) a blade of flame
a black potion
(Humming) the shield of darkness
an unholy symbol of Lloth
a two-headed pickaxe with tips of diamond
a green flail
a ragged cloak
a large saddle bag
dealt the damage as it does to all. Her hair, once a deep pitch
black, now has it's touches of silver strands. Small wrinkles
decorate the pale ivory skin that stretches over her face that is
a constant expression of silent peace. Glowing ivory tatooes snake
and slither around her entire body, and meet upon the back of her
neck, depicting two serpents, eating the other's tail. Around her
blood-colored lips and dark purple eyes, are deep red rings that
could only come from a skull that had covered her entire head.
Oddly, around her neck is a deep cut that is opened, yet does not
dbleed - as if the wound is healed, but will never close.
Lithe, slim, and graceful in build, her features and movements are that
of her past as a male Jaette. Bigger and stronger than her past, her
pride and zealous attitude shows in her seductive walk.
Her clothing depicts of a fantasy of most men: black leather stretch-
tight pants hugging her femine curves and a low-cut black leather shirt,
pushing her divine breasts forward, making this lustful dream of men
almost unbearable, despite the dried rivulets of mixed blood that run
down her arms.
Covered in a tight mouse-colored robe, you notice she wears:
Stunned by her awesome beauty, you begin to examine. Her hair is black
and soft as the night wind, flowing like honey from beneath a strange
white skull with horns that covers her face. Forming to her face, the
skull seems to have grown into and connected itself to her face. Deep
dark purple eyes glitter from within the skull, and full lips the color
of blood through the skeletal jaw and fangs of the strange skull. Her
skin is the pale hue of the silver moon covered in glowing ivory tatooes
which snake and meet upon the back of her neck, depicting two serpents,
eating the other's tail.
Lithe, slim, and graceful in build, her features and movements are that
of her past as a male Jaette. Bigger and stronger than her past, her
pride and zealous attitude shows in her seductive walk.
Her clothing depicts of a fantasy of most men: black leather stretch-
tight pants hugging her femine curves and a low-cut black leather shirt,
pushing her divine breasts forward, making this lustful dream of men
almost unbearable, despite the dried rivulets of mixed blood that run
down her arms.
Covered by a revealing midnight colored robe, you notice some writing
around the collar:
==========My heart, my soul, my life for the Empire==========
Towering near eleven feet tall, this huge Jaette stays in
complete silence unless bothered by combat. His pitch black
skin stretches tightly over his monstrous muscles that could
easily squeeze the life out of any human. Along the rivulets of
mixed blood that run down his arms, intricate ivory tattoos
snake and weave around his body - markings of a savage tribal
beast. His feet, partially buried within the path, slam into
the ground when he walks, leaving behind a trail of wreckage
and thunderous noise. His face is an ebony mask - firm and
unmoving. An undistinguishable expression, his face only moves
for the menial tasks of eating and breathing. Dark wrinkles
ring around his colorless eyes - white orbs that hover in a
maelstorm of blood streaks. His hair is only comparable to
the nature and color of a deep blue flame that whips within
the wind, turning and rising slowly, lashing in its rage.
around the collar:
role + a young jaette man stands in silence with his arms crossed.
role + From the moment Cothurak was born, Cothurak was in training.
role + Not necessarily always combat training, but the art of war
role + and above all, leadership - mistakes were paid with life, and
role + his judgement was instant. Cothurak stood in complete silence,
role + something he had acquired and learned at a young age - talk
role + was useless compared to action unless completely necessary.
role + Waiting as the Udgaard Loke finished with the common Oneheart
role + attack, Cothurak studied the Jaette that spoke. A common general
role + that came in and talked, the Jaette was almost groveling infront
role + of Udgaard Loke. In Cothurak's eyes, this man was as bad as he
role + smelled. His judgmenet made, Cothurak begun to snarl lightly,
role + noting his position on the matter. The attention from the room
role + turned to Cothurak. Udgaard Loke was known for being a cold
role + merciless ruler that did not take interuption lightly, yet
role + everyone in the room knew he would approve of what was coming.
role + The Jaette general froze as he looked into the eyes of Cothurak,
role + which begun to swirl with an unholy fire from within. Cothurak
role + raised one hand as the Udgaard Loke begun to try and hide a
role + small chuckle as the Jaette burst into blue flames. Like trolls,
role + the Jaette had grown an extreme hatred of fire and the general
role + screamed his curses as his body begun to decay in front of the
role + others. No one else dared move as the body fell to the ground,
role + shattering into black dust that blew around the room with the
role + wind from the hallway. Udgaard Loke turned towards Cothurak
role + and grinned slowly as they met eye contact. Cothurak opened
role + his mouth slowly and spoke in a deep and prominent voice:
role +
role + "The penalty of failure is the cleansing power of Fire."
role +
role + The meeting ended swiftly.
role add
role + mentor Udgaard Loke, and to use the training he had come to
role + love and master. Cothurak slowly walked out of the Palace. Not
role + one came and watched him go, no one walked him out, no one wished
role + him luck...for that wasn't the way of his people. His exit had
role + left the door open for others to try and eagerly please Udgaard
role + Loke - little did they know it would be their death. Udgaard
role + Loke took Cothurak in from the Jaette priests because he had
role + no intention of pleasing him - he was there to learn. He would do
role + his job with a perfection known by little, for it was his only
role + love - Power. Cothurak had learned of the Empire, and the recent
role + fall of control and knew what he wished to do. When Cothurak
role + turned to Udgaard Loke to speak of his leave, Udgaard Loke simply
role + nodded before he even spoke. With a slight nod, Cothurak walked
role + out of the Palace, alone. Sure of his abilities and his enemies,
role + Cothurak knew he would never return to live within Udgaard, for
role + his new home would be the Throne of the Citadel. With a wave of
role + his hand, his small house erupted in a howling blue flame as he
role + walked down the familiar roads of the city to the unfamiliar roads
role + beyond, on a mission that would demand success or his life.
role add
and the way made new. Not many have walked the path of Cothurak -
being an Oathed until the rank of the 50th title and the lone
shaman has been a challenge, yet a welcome one. Cothurak's walk
has been strengthened through his drive to lead the Divine Sect,
and has met no to little competition, and the spoken word of the
soon-to-be Emperor that his position was secured. Cothurak, in his
time to ponder his move, has learned much of the "powers" of Thera
of the Empire is held by men, yet Cothurak has found a new respect
for the female of the Drow City - their Leadership unchallenged,
and held with an iron fist. Through his study of the Drow City,
Cothurak has begun to travel the land looking for other females of
power...to find the Sirine Island, and within an item of interest
that would change his life : the fabled grapes of the Sirines.
never really replaced it...should have.
Hope you enjoyed it.