Firiona Vie Everquest

The ship gleamed an irridecent white of the purest pale in the early afternoon sun as she sat proudly in her birth at the docks of the hidden cove. A fitting vessel to seek out the legendary White Sybil. Sleek, white and obviously fast. Her appointed name "Jetamio" glinted golden and still...

And so it was Stormfollower and his trusty companions left the plains to head back up into the foothills and over the trail to the coast. There a ship awaited them which Oakanada had purchased with guild funds. Preparations were made for what may turn out to be a lengthy journey on dangerous seas to...

Stormfollower noticed her longing. "I too envy them thier freedom, It is the source of all Power. But I think that it is not something that we can claim. These proud animals lay no claims on any concepts from mans laws. Nay, I am afraid freedom is something that we have abandoned in favour of g...

Under the watchfull eye of the palamino mare Remis stirrred from his long sleep. He streached his arms and smiled at the sun on his face. Then he looked around. A joy filled his eyes that Stormfollower had not seen in many years and he began to rise, as he did so he slowly transformed into one on th...

Stormfollower aproached the black stallion and bowed also. "Lord Sreasthued, long has the time been between our eyes meeting. Your proud people, ever in my heart, still fill the tales I tell to the southlands. Hesuefell, your sturdy cousin has bourn me well over the years and should be not long...

"Travel well my friends" Picking up his son he set off down the west path on the other side of the mountain pass. The rolling hills in the distance layed themselves out in a rippling sea of green grasses. It had been a long time since the shaman had traveled those ambling paths. Most of th...

"I loath to leave any alone to the mercy of the sea. I know well those currents to the north and west and if there be a hope of finding the White Sybil upon the white foamed waves it rests best beneath my hand on the tiller..." He frowned through a pause then continued his thinking aloud. ...

Here the shaman stopped, his great Werewolf form crouched half howl apon a large boulder, he turned to the others and spoke clearly in solemn tones. "This path leads to the remedy for Remis, the other to the coast where a boat may be bought to take us in search of the book of our tribe." H...

wow! congradulations Jet! I know how long you have been waiting.. so did sony let you transfer in or did you have to change the name of another character?

The three new wild wolves mixed tentatively with the others now, playing on occasion with furtive tests of relative compatibility. All the while the angle of assent into the pass had become increasingly steep. The grade was such that in bipedal form they would have had to use the occasional hand pul...

The remainder of the pack watched the others go, some regreted not being able to follow them onward but there were reasons they had to stay. Some turned at once for the long run home but a few stayed to prepare for further celebrations at this place that night. Stormfollower ran like the wind with J...

Still alive here, be back soon I hope. and yes Remis was a bad boy, ..Sorry I meant to further that rp when you found out he had taken over Stormfollowers body but you had to go, There is a note in your EQ mail detailing the actions he took, sorry for any confusion. Take care, and talk to you soon i...

"Let us pause for a moment to remember how we came to be in this place. The sacrifices each has made, the truths untold. Let us remember the ones who are not with us here in body but whose spirit still reaches ours no matter how vast the distance betwixt..." He spoke solemnly now pausing o...

On they ran as wolves. Even Remis had been transformed and lay limp over the back of his father. They ran right through the first day and into that night. They ran through that night and into the next day. Past that day and on until the following morning they celebrated life with their Journey of Ha...

The tribe set out single file. one after the other, with Stormfollower at the lead. Initially the fastest had fought for position behind him but none had challenged him yet. The path on which they ran headed meanderingly around rock, tree and water in a mostly northward direction. As the last of the...