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Tue

Jan 17
2006

05:02Z

[Cel] The Lady dreams... (part 1)

Guys,

here is something I wrote for the 1460 turn, but wasn't able to finish in time because of real-life obligations.

It relates to the compact between the Grandmaster of the Brotherhood of the Night, Avan Nightwalker, and the Green Lady.

I will post the second part of the monologue later this week sometime.

Ibrahim

-----------------

The Lady dreamed, of times long past and times to come.

She dreamed of the earliest time, of when She had been a free spirit swimming the great ether of beyond, of the life of the Dreaming. Of the time when that great spirit Celandra had entered the world egg and thus formed the world of existence that She now called home.

She dreamed of how many had followed in Celandra's wake, including her. Mighty Sedon, so headstrong and proud, and quiet but determined Mir, and the many others. Each had found a place for themselves in the malleable substance that Celandra had created. The Lady Herself found a tiny place, before many of the others had arrived, a tiny land at the heart of Celandra's world, a pure place, the oldest part of this new world Celandra had made. She called it Kaeir, a name She remembered as having been of some importance to Her when she had been in the Dreaming, but the reason for this was now long forgotten.

This land was so full of potential, and the Lady moulded it, causing all sorts of wonderful and complex life to develop there, beyond what mighty Celandra had formed. Soon after, it began to be called the Green Land, for the Lady had put great energy into creating a great and beautiful variety of life in Her land.
Across Celandra, the same happened in every land the spirits that had followed the great Celandra now called theirs. Mighty Sedon founded a great land near Her, and the mysterious Mir raised a great island from the sea.

In time though, many of the greater spirits began to lose sense of themselves, as the greatness of the lands they had formed made them forget themselves. Gradually, mighty Sedon grew sleepy though still powerful, and the other spirits of His class soon followed. Within a few mere thousand millenia, a great majority of the spirits had fallen silent, their minds fully merged in the minute complexities of the substance of their lands, unable to consciously direct what of their attention remained free.

Into this void of sorts came other spirits, that became personifications of the great land spirits like Sedon and Mir. Unattached to the land, save through a kind of service to the land-spirits, it was these spirits that the mortal creatures of Celandra began to call gods, though in truth they were pale imitations of the mighty beings that had made the world.

The Lady, having kept her cognition, never needed such partnerships, and never gave the merest amount of space for such a possibility to form in her domain.
When the first humans came to her land, long before the fall of the once noble now pitiful goblins, She took them willingly and from the earliest moment began to meld them, incorporating them into Her Green Land. As their numbers grew, Her ability to influence them directly and individually began to wane, as the complexity of their societies grew. And so, She remembered, she began to cultivate the individuals amongst them that were most open to Her and that held the most potential in the ways of power.

Gradually, these shamans, as Her people called them, established traditions and customs that reinforced the people's memory of her, and thus increased Her influence amongst the people of the Green Land.

At the same time, the peoples of all Celandra had grown far more complex, and many a great mortal kingdom had risen and fallen. The dark days of the Shadow Spirits and their corrupted goblin peoples were long gone, when She had to constantly fight to hold off their unholy influence and the corruption of Her land that this threatened. Mighty mortal empires were born in the lands far far to the north of the Green Land, which gave way to empires first from the long slumbering lands of Mir and the gargantuan Sedon.

Twice in this short period, Her land was threatened by the people of the spirits Mir and Sedon. Though Her people suffered much during this time, She sheltered them and withstood the onslaught. Twice the people of Mir and then Sedon entered the Green Land, but twice she dealt devastating blows to these mortals that had so foolishly invaded Her domain, the invaders bodies swallowed by Her land itself.

Throughout all this time, the people of the Green Land had become increasingly important to Her plans, as the most active part of the many tools available to Her in the Green Land. They had formed countless systems of government over the millenia, and those that held true to Her prospered, while those that did not hold true, did not.

Yet only once in Her recent memory had she let Her people fall to the peoples of another land, and in hindsight this had been a mistake, for much havoc was caused in the Green Land in the aftermath. For many of the short mortal centuries, Her land had been ruled by men from that complex entity the City, which men called Port Kaeir, the gate to Kaeir. These powerful men were called Mayors, and on the whole had been just and had upheld Her traditions. Through the men of the Mayor, the Lady was able to assert once again Her influence one the western most portion of Her Land, an area torn from Her in the struggles against the Shadow Lords, Mir and Sedon. Men sailed to these coasts, establishing the authority of Her Mayor there, and bringing back the things of substance that men desired. With them sailed Her shamans, who reestablished the rites and customs of Her amongst the peoples of the Coasts. Things had seemed good to the Lady, and in accord with Her plan, until the first of
Her two great blunders occurred.

She had realised early on with men, that as they grew in numbers and became more complex, it was becoming increasingly harder to directly influence them, and almost impossible to influence an individual in anything but the most general matter. And so it was that the line of Her Mayors fell, overthrown by rivals amongst the people of Her City. The remnents of the family that had served Her so faithfully for so long fled the city for the safety of forests and hills of Kaeir, where Her Law reigned supreme, abandoning the City to the new line of Mayors. These Mayors though were lax in their adherence to the traditions of the Lady, though her loyal people failed to recognise this.

Soon the Lady abandoned hope of curing these new Mayors, or of bringing true understanding to the people of Her City, who had succumbed to the influence of the unfaithful New Mayors. Mortal centuries passed, a mere pause for Her, and the traditions of the Green Land grew weak, as the City grew wicked. In desperation, as the Lady watched Her Land, Her people, and Herself grow weaker, the Lady thought of a plan.

To the north, a new land had been forming for centuries, an amalgamation of many smaller peoples who lived on the great river to the north-west. From this amalgamation a brash, not-yet-thinking spirit had been formed, whose adolescent nature had energised its people into expanding into neighbouring lands.

The Green Land, weaker now in spirit and in the power of men, soon lost its western-most areas to this childling, and once the ships of men and Her shamans were unable to visit its coast, the Lady lost Her influence there too. The northerners peopled the western areas with their own people, which made the loss doubly worse, as these were people ignorant of and uninterested in Her ways.

Soon, the fledgeling land sent its men to the Green Land, blockading the City with its ships and landing men of war on the coast. In Her City, the people again thought of the Lady, but failed to realise the cauase of Her dissatisfaction was the line of men that they dared call Mayors.

And so when the foreign men of war marched on the City, the people of Her City and even the Mayors waited for Her to save them. They did little to prepare for war, so ignorant and so foolishly confident they were. Only when the northerners had broken the walls of Her City did the people of the City realise the Lady had chosen not to protect them.

The northerners destroyed the Mayor and his men, and established a son of their own ruler as Prince, and peopled the City and the Green Land with many of their own people. To the Lady's horror, the northerners began to systematically eliminate Her influence, barring the people who held true to Her traditions from positions of influence, and reducing the ancient people of Her land to poverty and the hills and mountains.

Oh how She despaired of Her own plans! That Her land had been reduced to such a state, Her people reduced to such suffering, purely because of Her own error.

Yet it was in this time of despair that the first ray of hope appeared to Her. In the new kingdom that was forming in Her land, in this thing called the Principality, new groupings of men had begun to form. Many of them unhappy with the ways of the northerners. Some of them were from the ancient stock of Her people, others who had come from elsewhere and adopted the native ways of Her people. Expending all Her effort and concentration, She searched amongst them until She found one soul that held the nucleus of a just plan.
And so She spent many of the short human years supporting this mortal, and in time he became the man that was able to bring together the many unhappy groups that lived together in the City and the Green Land. At last, after what seemed an eternity for the Lady, though it was mere seconds in the scale of time that She knew, this man brought about the downfall of the dark Principality and the liberation of Her Land and Her people.

Though it required effort to keep Her freed people true, they prospered in their short-lived years, and soon freed the western shore of Her Land, restoring to Her what had been lost for millenia.

Her people sailed the seas, and established their own networks that made the Land the centre of things again, though in a very different form.

Then one day, a group of warriors and sailors of Her people returned from a devastating journey far to the South, where they had encountered great evil. As She watched them enter the City, She recoiled in horror as She recognised a darkness that had tainted many of them. These tainted ones had returned home no longer human, but something else, something else that She dimly recalled from the time of the Shadow Lords. This terrible stench that tainted them was but the surface of the great evil She soon realised lay within them, and even part of them.

To Her frustration, the Gate to Her Land, the City, protected them. So complex had it become that She could not use Her influence and power to oppose them or drive them from Her City, without risking the City's destruction.

And so She pondered what She could do....

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Andrew Janssen

Tue

Jan 17
2006

05:20Z

[Cel] The Lady dreams... (part 1)

Cool. After you post Part II, can I put up that piece I wrote about the 
conversation between Avan and Coron?

Andrew

i wrote:
> Guys,
>    
>   here is something I wrote for the 1460 turn, but wasn't able to finish in time because of real-life obligations.
>    
>   It relates to the compact between the Grandmaster of the Brotherhood of the Night, Avan Nightwalker, and the Green Lady.
>    
>   I will post the second part of the monologue later this week sometime.
>    
>   Ibrahim
>    
>    
>   -----------------
>    
>   The Lady dreamed, of times long past and times to come.
>    
>   She dreamed of the earliest time, of when She had been a free spirit swimming the great ether of beyond, of the life of the Dreaming.  Of the time when that great spirit Celandra had entered the world egg and thus formed the world of existence that She now called home.
>    
>   She dreamed of how many had followed in Celandra's wake, including her.  Mighty Sedon, so headstrong and proud, and quiet but determined Mir, and the many others.  Each had found a place for themselves in the malleable substance that Celandra had created.  The Lady Herself found a tiny place, before many of the others had arrived, a tiny land at the heart of Celandra's world, a pure place, the oldest part of this new world Celandra had made.  She called it Kaeir, a name She remembered as having been of some importance to Her when she had been in the Dreaming, but the reason for this was now long forgotten.
>    
>   This land was so full of potential, and the Lady moulded it, causing all sorts of wonderful and complex life to develop there, beyond what mighty Celandra had formed.  Soon after, it began to be called the Green Land, for the Lady had put great energy into creating a great and beautiful variety of life in Her land.
>   Across Celandra, the same happened in every land the spirits that had followed the great Celandra now called theirs. Mighty Sedon founded a great land near Her, and the mysterious Mir raised a great island from the sea.
>    
>   In time though, many of the greater spirits began to lose sense of themselves, as the greatness of the lands they had formed made them forget themselves.  Gradually, mighty Sedon grew sleepy though still powerful, and the other spirits of His class soon followed.  Within a few mere thousand millenia, a great majority of the spirits had fallen silent, their minds fully merged in the minute complexities of the substance of their lands, unable to consciously direct what of their attention remained free.
>    
>   Into this void of sorts came other spirits, that became personifications of the great land spirits like Sedon and Mir.  Unattached to the land, save through a kind of service to the land-spirits, it was these spirits that the mortal creatures of Celandra began to call gods, though in truth they were pale imitations of the mighty beings that had made the world.
>    
>   The Lady, having kept her cognition, never needed such partnerships, and never gave the merest amount of space for such a possibility to form in her domain.
>   When the first humans came to her land, long before the fall of the once noble now pitiful goblins, She took them willingly and from the earliest moment began to meld them, incorporating them into Her Green Land.  As their numbers grew, Her ability to influence them directly and individually began to wane, as the complexity of their societies grew.  And so, She remembered, she began to cultivate the individuals amongst them that were most open to Her and that held the most potential in the ways of power.
>    
>   Gradually, these shamans, as Her people called them, established traditions and customs that reinforced the people's memory of her, and thus increased Her influence amongst the people of the Green Land.
>    
>   At the same time, the peoples of all Celandra had grown far more complex, and many a great mortal kingdom had risen and fallen.  The dark days of the Shadow Spirits and their corrupted goblin peoples were long gone, when She had to constantly fight to hold off their unholy influence and the corruption of Her land that this threatened.  Mighty mortal empires were born in the lands far far to the north of the Green Land, which gave way to empires first from the long slumbering lands of Mir and the gargantuan Sedon.
>    
>   Twice in this short period, Her land was threatened by the people of the spirits Mir and Sedon.  Though Her people suffered much during this time, She sheltered them and withstood the onslaught.  Twice the people of Mir and then Sedon entered the Green Land, but twice she dealt devastating blows to these mortals that had so foolishly invaded Her domain, the invaders bodies swallowed by Her land itself.
>    
>   Throughout all this time, the people of the Green Land had become increasingly important to Her plans, as the most active part of the many tools available to Her in the Green Land.  They had formed countless systems of government over the millenia, and those that held true to Her prospered, while those that did not hold true, did not.
>    
>   Yet only once in Her recent memory had she let Her people fall to the peoples of another land, and in hindsight this had been a mistake, for much havoc was caused in the Green Land in the aftermath.  For many of the short mortal centuries, Her land had been ruled by men from that complex entity the City, which men called Port Kaeir, the gate to Kaeir.  These powerful men were called Mayors, and on the whole had been just and had upheld Her traditions.  Through the men of the Mayor, the Lady was able to assert once again Her influence one the western most portion of Her Land, an area torn from Her in the struggles against the Shadow Lords, Mir and Sedon.  Men sailed to these coasts, establishing the authority of Her Mayor there, and bringing back the things of substance that men desired.  With them sailed Her shamans, who reestablished the rites and customs of Her amongst the peoples of the Coasts.  Things had seemed good to the Lady, and in accord with Her plan, until th
e !
>  first of
>  Her two great blunders occurred.
>    
>   She had realised early on with men, that as they grew in numbers and became more complex, it was becoming increasingly harder to directly influence them, and almost impossible to influence an individual in anything but the most general matter.  And so it was that the line of Her Mayors fell, overthrown by rivals amongst the people of Her City.  The remnents of the family that had served Her so faithfully for so long fled the city for the safety of forests and hills of Kaeir, where Her Law reigned supreme, abandoning the City to the new line of Mayors.  These Mayors though were lax in their adherence to the traditions of the Lady, though her loyal people failed to recognise this.
>    
>   Soon the Lady abandoned hope of curing these new Mayors, or of bringing true understanding to the people of Her City, who had succumbed to the influence of the unfaithful New Mayors.  Mortal centuries passed, a mere pause for Her, and the traditions of the Green Land grew weak, as the City grew wicked.  In desperation, as the Lady watched Her Land, Her people, and Herself grow weaker, the Lady thought of a plan.
>    
>   To the north, a new land had been forming for centuries, an amalgamation of many smaller peoples who lived on the great river to the north-west.  From this amalgamation a brash, not-yet-thinking spirit had been formed, whose adolescent nature had energised its people into expanding into neighbouring lands.  
>    
>   The Green Land, weaker now in spirit and in the power of men, soon lost its western-most areas to this childling, and once the ships of men and Her shamans were unable to visit its coast, the Lady lost Her influence there too.  The northerners peopled the western areas with their own people, which made the loss doubly worse, as these were people ignorant of and uninterested in Her ways.
>    
>   Soon, the fledgeling land sent its men to the Green Land, blockading the City with its ships and landing men of war on the coast.  In Her City, the people again thought of the Lady, but failed to realise the cauase of Her dissatisfaction was the line of men that they dared call Mayors.
>    
>   And so when the foreign men of war marched on the City, the people of Her City and even the Mayors waited for Her to save them.  They did little to prepare for war, so ignorant and so foolishly confident they were.  Only when the northerners had broken the walls of Her City did the people of the City realise the Lady had chosen not to protect them.
>    
>   The northerners destroyed the Mayor and his men, and established a son of their own ruler as Prince, and peopled the City and the Green Land with many of their own people.  To the Lady's horror, the northerners began to systematically eliminate Her influence, barring the people who held true to Her traditions from positions of influence, and reducing the ancient people of Her land to poverty and the hills and mountains.
>    
>   Oh how She despaired of Her own plans!  That Her land had been reduced to such a state, Her people reduced to such suffering, purely because of Her own error.  
>    
>   Yet it was in this time of despair that the first ray of hope appeared to Her.  In the new kingdom that was forming in Her land, in this thing called the Principality, new groupings of men had begun to form.  Many of them unhappy with the ways of the northerners.  Some of them were from the ancient stock of Her people, others who had come from elsewhere and adopted the native ways of Her people.  Expending all Her effort and concentration, She searched amongst them until She found one soul that held the nucleus of a just plan.
>   And so She spent many of the short human years supporting this mortal, and in time he became the man that was able to bring together the many unhappy groups that lived together in the City and the Green Land.  At last, after what seemed an eternity for the Lady, though it was mere seconds in the scale of time that She knew, this man brought about the downfall of the dark Principality and the liberation of Her Land and Her people.
>    
>   Though it required effort to keep Her freed people true, they prospered in their short-lived years, and soon freed the western shore of Her Land, restoring to Her what had been lost for millenia.
>    
>   Her people sailed the seas, and established their own networks that made the Land the centre of things again, though in a very different form.
>    
>   Then one day, a group of warriors and sailors of Her people returned from a devastating journey far to the South, where they had encountered great evil.  As She watched them enter the City, She recoiled in horror as She recognised a darkness that had tainted many of them.  These tainted ones had returned home no longer human, but something else, something else that She dimly recalled from the time of the Shadow Lords.  This terrible stench that tainted them was but the surface of the great evil She soon realised lay within them, and even part of them.
>    
>   To Her frustration, the Gate to Her Land, the City, protected them.  So complex had it become that She could not use Her influence and power to oppose them or drive them from Her City, without risking the City's destruction.
>    
>   And so She pondered what She could do....
> 
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Tue

Jan 17
2006

06:16Z

[Cel] The Lady dreams... (part 1)

  Absolutely, thats part of the reason why I've been wanting to finish this, aside from getting the story of the Lady out.
   
  Ibrahim

Andrew Janssen  wrote:
  Cool. After you post Part II, can I put up that piece I wrote about the 
conversation between Avan and Coron?

Andrew

i wrote:
> Guys,
> 
> here is something I wrote for the 1460 turn, but wasn't able to finish in time because of real-life obligations.
> 
> It relates to the compact between the Grandmaster of the Brotherhood of the Night, Avan Nightwalker, and the Green Lady.
> 
> I will post the second part of the monologue later this week sometime.
> 
> Ibrahim
> 
> 
> -----------------
> 
> The Lady dreamed, of times long past and times to come.
> 
> She dreamed of the earliest time, of when She had been a free spirit swimming the great ether of beyond, of the life of the Dreaming. Of the time when that great spirit Celandra had entered the world egg and thus formed the world of existence that She now called home.
> 
> She dreamed of how many had followed in Celandra's wake, including her. Mighty Sedon, so headstrong and proud, and quiet but determined Mir, and the many others. Each had found a place for themselves in the malleable substance that Celandra had created. The Lady Herself found a tiny place, before many of the others had arrived, a tiny land at the heart of Celandra's world, a pure place, the oldest part of this new world Celandra had made. She called it Kaeir, a name She remembered as having been of some importance to Her when she had been in the Dreaming, but the reason for this was now long forgotten.
> 
> This land was so full of potential, and the Lady moulded it, causing all sorts of wonderful and complex life to develop there, beyond what mighty Celandra had formed. Soon after, it began to be called the Green Land, for the Lady had put great energy into creating a great and beautiful variety of life in Her land.
> Across Celandra, the same happened in every land the spirits that had followed the great Celandra now called theirs. Mighty Sedon founded a great land near Her, and the mysterious Mir raised a great island from the sea.
> 
> In time though, many of the greater spirits began to lose sense of themselves, as the greatness of the lands they had formed made them forget themselves. Gradually, mighty Sedon grew sleepy though still powerful, and the other spirits of His class soon followed. Within a few mere thousand millenia, a great majority of the spirits had fallen silent, their minds fully merged in the minute complexities of the substance of their lands, unable to consciously direct what of their attention remained free.
> 
> Into this void of sorts came other spirits, that became personifications of the great land spirits like Sedon and Mir. Unattached to the land, save through a kind of service to the land-spirits, it was these spirits that the mortal creatures of Celandra began to call gods, though in truth they were pale imitations of the mighty beings that had made the world.
> 
> The Lady, having kept her cognition, never needed such partnerships, and never gave the merest amount of space for such a possibility to form in her domain.
> When the first humans came to her land, long before the fall of the once noble now pitiful goblins, She took them willingly and from the earliest moment began to meld them, incorporating them into Her Green Land. As their numbers grew, Her ability to influence them directly and individually began to wane, as the complexity of their societies grew. And so, She remembered, she began to cultivate the individuals amongst them that were most open to Her and that held the most potential in the ways of power.
> 
> Gradually, these shamans, as Her people called them, established traditions and customs that reinforced the people's memory of her, and thus increased Her influence amongst the people of the Green Land.
> 
> At the same time, the peoples of all Celandra had grown far more complex, and many a great mortal kingdom had risen and fallen. The dark days of the Shadow Spirits and their corrupted goblin peoples were long gone, when She had to constantly fight to hold off their unholy influence and the corruption of Her land that this threatened. Mighty mortal empires were born in the lands far far to the north of the Green Land, which gave way to empires first from the long slumbering lands of Mir and the gargantuan Sedon.
> 
> Twice in this short period, Her land was threatened by the people of the spirits Mir and Sedon. Though Her people suffered much during this time, She sheltered them and withstood the onslaught. Twice the people of Mir and then Sedon entered the Green Land, but twice she dealt devastating blows to these mortals that had so foolishly invaded Her domain, the invaders bodies swallowed by Her land itself.
> 
> Throughout all this time, the people of the Green Land had become increasingly important to Her plans, as the most active part of the many tools available to Her in the Green Land. They had formed countless systems of government over the millenia, and those that held true to Her prospered, while those that did not hold true, did not.
> 
> Yet only once in Her recent memory had she let Her people fall to the peoples of another land, and in hindsight this had been a mistake, for much havoc was caused in the Green Land in the aftermath. For many of the short mortal centuries, Her land had been ruled by men from that complex entity the City, which men called Port Kaeir, the gate to Kaeir. These powerful men were called Mayors, and on the whole had been just and had upheld Her traditions. Through the men of the Mayor, the Lady was able to assert once again Her influence one the western most portion of Her Land, an area torn from Her in the struggles against the Shadow Lords, Mir and Sedon. Men sailed to these coasts, establishing the authority of Her Mayor there, and bringing back the things of substance that men desired. With them sailed Her shamans, who reestablished the rites and customs of Her amongst the peoples of the Coasts. Things had seemed good to the Lady, and in accord with Her plan, until th
e !
> first of
> Her two great blunders occurred.
> 
> She had realised early on with men, that as they grew in numbers and became more complex, it was becoming increasingly harder to directly influence them, and almost impossible to influence an individual in anything but the most general matter. And so it was that the line of Her Mayors fell, overthrown by rivals amongst the people of Her City. The remnents of the family that had served Her so faithfully for so long fled the city for the safety of forests and hills of Kaeir, where Her Law reigned supreme, abandoning the City to the new line of Mayors. These Mayors though were lax in their adherence to the traditions of the Lady, though her loyal people failed to recognise this.
> 
> Soon the Lady abandoned hope of curing these new Mayors, or of bringing true understanding to the people of Her City, who had succumbed to the influence of the unfaithful New Mayors. Mortal centuries passed, a mere pause for Her, and the traditions of the Green Land grew weak, as the City grew wicked. In desperation, as the Lady watched Her Land, Her people, and Herself grow weaker, the Lady thought of a plan.
> 
> To the north, a new land had been forming for centuries, an amalgamation of many smaller peoples who lived on the great river to the north-west. From this amalgamation a brash, not-yet-thinking spirit had been formed, whose adolescent nature had energised its people into expanding into neighbouring lands. 
> 
> The Green Land, weaker now in spirit and in the power of men, soon lost its western-most areas to this childling, and once the ships of men and Her shamans were unable to visit its coast, the Lady lost Her influence there too. The northerners peopled the western areas with their own people, which made the loss doubly worse, as these were people ignorant of and uninterested in Her ways.
> 
> Soon, the fledgeling land sent its men to the Green Land, blockading the City with its ships and landing men of war on the coast. In Her City, the people again thought of the Lady, but failed to realise the cauase of Her dissatisfaction was the line of men that they dared call Mayors.
> 
> And so when the foreign men of war marched on the City, the people of Her City and even the Mayors waited for Her to save them. They did little to prepare for war, so ignorant and so foolishly confident they were. Only when the northerners had broken the walls of Her City did the people of the City realise the Lady had chosen not to protect them.
> 
> The northerners destroyed the Mayor and his men, and established a son of their own ruler as Prince, and peopled the City and the Green Land with many of their own people. To the Lady's horror, the northerners began to systematically eliminate Her influence, barring the people who held true to Her traditions from positions of influence, and reducing the ancient people of Her land to poverty and the hills and mountains.
> 
> Oh how She despaired of Her own plans! That Her land had been reduced to such a state, Her people reduced to such suffering, purely because of Her own error. 
> 
> Yet it was in this time of despair that the first ray of hope appeared to Her. In the new kingdom that was forming in Her land, in this thing called the Principality, new groupings of men had begun to form. Many of them unhappy with the ways of the northerners. Some of them were from the ancient stock of Her people, others who had come from elsewhere and adopted the native ways of Her people. Expending all Her effort and concentration, She searched amongst them until She found one soul that held the nucleus of a just plan.
> And so She spent many of the short human years supporting this mortal, and in time he became the man that was able to bring together the many unhappy groups that lived together in the City and the Green Land. At last, after what seemed an eternity for the Lady, though it was mere seconds in the scale of time that She knew, this man brought about the downfall of the dark Principality and the liberation of Her Land and Her people.
> 
> Though it required effort to keep Her freed people true, they prospered in their short-lived years, and soon freed the western shore of Her Land, restoring to Her what had been lost for millenia.
> 
> Her people sailed the seas, and established their own networks that made the Land the centre of things again, though in a very different form.
> 
> Then one day, a group of warriors and sailors of Her people returned from a devastating journey far to the South, where they had encountered great evil. As She watched them enter the City, She recoiled in horror as She recognised a darkness that had tainted many of them. These tainted ones had returned home no longer human, but something else, something else that She dimly recalled from the time of the Shadow Lords. This terrible stench that tainted them was but the surface of the great evil She soon realised lay within them, and even part of them.
> 
> To Her frustration, the Gate to Her Land, the City, protected them. So complex had it become that She could not use Her influence and power to oppose them or drive them from Her City, without risking the City's destruction.
> 
> And so She pondered what She could do....
> 
> 
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[Cel] The Lady dreams... (part 1)

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