| This archival work is dedicated to Loranna Pyrel, who passed away in early 2023. Rest in peace, friend. — Rock |
| Book Information | |||
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| Source: | Elder Scrolls Forum | ||
| Archived Link: | lorannarp.pbworks.com | ||
| Book Date: | 4E 0 | ||
| Writer(s): | Ted Peterson | ||
| Publication Date: | Summer 2006-??? | ||
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From the Ashes
From the Ashes was the fourteenth and final campaign of the Loranna's RP series.
This page exists only to record the posts of Tedders, who was the only developer to participate in the roleplay. Not all concepts presented are original to Tedders' posts, as replies are built off of replies, and the original concepts of other roleplayers are frequently referenced in his content. For proper citation context, consult the archived forum threads.
Only a small fragment of these forum posts survived from this campaign. If you have information or backups of any of the lost threads, please contact the page creator.
Sheogorath
Waughin Jarth stared, not wanting to look back to Aricyn for fear another whale would surface and he wouldn't see it. How could he do this sight justice in his book? He immediately began penning metaphors in his mind, editing them because fantastical sights just seemed like metaphors for something else ... Which perhaps this was. Aricyn as the snow whale?
"Are they dangerous?" was his rather prosaic question.
Sheogorath
High Hrothgar
Waughin Jarth could not help but smile. He should have known that Aricyn hadn't brought him up here simply to share a spectacular, once in a lifetime vision with a dear friend. It was for the book. Of course, it was good, and Jarth could look up more about snow whales and quote from the original legend in the book. That was good. It was always more dramatic when you could find old text to back up your prose.
It also seemed to the author a bit presumptive that quellers of battles would appear when surely there were many more wars ahead for Aricyn.
"It's good to see creatures of great power and great goodness," is what he said, and meant.
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Summary
In nearby High Hrothgar, the Princess Rinnala awaits rescue at the hands of our stalwart heroes. She's not the real Princess actually, but the Princess's double Istimna taken by Aricyn by mistake.
Aricyn's other prisoner, the famous pensmith Waughin Jarth, after having seen some of the wonders of the mountain, the snow whales and the never-before-seen valley of waterfalls he has named Vakkervanir, is on his way to Whiterun now under escort, and from there to the library at Winterhold, to establish a blood tie between his captor and Talos Stormcrown.
The real Princess Rinnala, called publicly Lietta, is asleep in the mines of Mount Einar, the mountain neighboring High Hrothgar. Having channeled Ayleid magicks in order to save the party from an avalanche, she is understandably exhausted.
Also exhausted is her brother Goranthir, known publicly as Lietir, having nearly died in that avalanche.
In a different plotline, the beautiful androgynous witch called Keown is meeting Suiko, Slyvos, and Dragon at the Shrine of Vaernima for a very dangerous mission to save Somnia Nyx from the Prince's land of Quagmire.
Sheogorath
Rinnala gasped from surprise and delight as much as absence of air. She felt her tears freeze on her face, as she laughed.
Goranthir heard the song and understood it, and it brought warmth to him that had nothing to do with temperature. He tried breathing as shallow as he could, to try to call out to them. It would not be easy.
Sheogorath
At the sight of that, Goranthir caught his breath and called out to the whales, in a high, keening wail.
Rinnala, still holding Istimna's trembling hand, stepped forward, reaching out to touch one of the magnificent creatures.
Sheogorath
Rinnala roared with delight, finding air she didn't know she had in her lungs. Her brother joined her.
Istimna, not quite able to scream from the flood of warmth in her body, still kept her eyes closed all the way down.
Sheogorath
Goranthir sang back to them as they ascended back up the mountain. He still couldn't get the huge grin off his face.
Rinnala gave Istimna a little shake. "We're on solid ground again."
She knew she would have to open her map and see where they were, but she still did not feel that they were anywhere real. It took the familiar chill of the Skyrim wind, not as agonizing as it had been on the mountain, but still persistent, before she turned with a sigh to the map.