Posted by Tuyhon on October 6, 2000 at 23:07:19:
In Reply to: [About to auto-delete] Cothurak the Heroine of Faith, Anathema to the Empire. *LONG* 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. **
> ** **
> ****************************************************************
> 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.'
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> 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.
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> 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.
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