Ryzom

A collection of 109 posts

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Drakfot's New Years Poem

Another year has passed, and here we be You and I, Homins awaiting the future to see. As time passes on for a new year to come, Thinking about the past and deeds done. Living on the planet that be alive Through time and hardships we strive. And so it

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A Yubos poem

Here I do walk once again, reminds me of the times when. When I was young and roamed the land, Atys held by Homins hand. When time was bright and each days by sun made light. It is the days of the old, that will now be retold. In the

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The tale of Memories of the Elder

“Ah, there you are. Please step in this way” The old man greeted the young girl that had arrived at his doorstep. He pointed towards a opening that was not far awa from the window where he was standing talking to other Homins. She looked around and soon found that

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The tale of Let the Past be History

The tale of Let the past be history Ever since he could remember they had kept him awake during countless nights. As soon as he had tried to rest for just a little they had been there to haunt him, to keep him nervous and uneasy. They had followed him

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The tale of It Takes Two to Team

La’sima and Sien’go had always been the best of friends since birth. They had spend most of the day growing up together, was it during school or battle training, or magical and healing studies they were together. They had spend most of the days doing things together or

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The tale of Candyman

Some time ago here in Avendale, in the younger years of this lovely little town, some events took place. It was the years following after its final built was done and Homins came to see this wondrous architecture, they came from all over Aeden when the words of this new

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The tale of the Mekotub Mount

The tale of the Mekotub Mount. Dear Homins, have you heard the tale of the Mekotub Mount ? In Zorai, the land of the Zorais there was a man that in the early days set out to bring back new kinds of materials that have not been used in their craft

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The tale of a christmas gift

Time grew shorter and short for him as the day passed slowly. He had been working hard trying to find just the right amber to continue his craft. It has not been easy, running around all over the planes, digging source after source after source. But in the end it

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The tale of a travel fantastic, part 3

The tale of a travel fantastic, part 3 “..kfot….Drakfot! .. Where are you ?” Geie shouted out as she looked around. Drakfot had not been lying near the tent as she used to when she had come over to tend to her. It had passed some days since Drakfot had been

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The tale of a travel fantastic, part 2

The tale of a travel fantastic, part 2 The night passed quietly in Drakfot’s mind as she slept after Geie had watched her fall asleep outside the little tent and fire they had set up for her. She had walked over to where her friends had set up their

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The tale of a travel fantastic, part 1

The tale of a travel fantastic. Voices ? Were there voices around her now ? Where was she and who was it that she heard in front of her. “.. Drakfot. It was quite a surprise to see you at this early time of the morning. And that you would come here.” The

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The tale of fading

Fading The strike came sudden and hard, so fast that she did not stand a chance to avoid it. And so hard that she was fiercefully thrown off her Mount. She landed perhaps 20 meters away, hitting the ground several times before she was able to come to a stop.

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The Mektoubs run

This is a tale written for The Sirens of Atys Guild page. “For crying out loud, you know hos important these Mektoubs are don’t you ?” “Yes, but I…” “There are no excuses. These are the mounts of his royal majesty’s friend De’Leanna.” It was another preaching coming

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The crafter

It was a rainy day on Atys, one among all the others and no one seemed to be willing to venture out through the safety of their doors into the wilderness that lied around. In Zoraï a ayoung man was eager to try his new found skills in the art

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The tale of a ghost walking

Dear Homins, have you heard the tale of a ghost walking ? Once in Fairhaven there was a guard named Fim Da’Garm whom duty was to watch over Lorias Rise which was to held great meetings. These meetings required a place of much importance and a central point for all

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Battlehymn

Battlehymn Stand tall and proud, shout out aloud. They come in the horizon roamin with their poison. Fierceful and ill, to destroy all is their will. Thoughs of past history tell, when you hear their roaming yell. For this time you have worked hard, stand fast to defend your shard.

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The tale of our decision

The tale of our decision. It was late at night as Sumsum and Uma returned to their little home near Zorai. It had been both a tough travel and a wearing struggle, but it had all been worht it. Sumsum was removing the saddle of their mounts as Uma brought

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The tale of the thief

The tale of The Thief. In a hard world one has to make all they can to survive. Even if it means to give up that you believe in. This is a tale about someone that came with high beliefs only to see them scattered. It was like a usual

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The tale of the wait and meeting

The tale of the wait and meeting (To Arcana and Kiliane). The rain was once more pouring down as if the heaven had turned into a giant ocean falling down over the lakelands. It was so rough that many Homins had either found shelter in their homes or at the

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The tale of one leaving

The tale of one leaving. She woke up early that morning, even earlier then she had planned to. There was something in her stomach tickling, almost as if it was uncomfortable. She remained in her bed just a moment longer and stared up at the roof above her. So today

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The tale of the little brave

The tale of the little brave. The sun was strong in Matis that day, its beams fell down onto the ground warming it. The wind was fresh and traveled long distances across the lands. The trees and forest were gently making squirking noises. There on the ground, leaned against a

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A stir in the lands ( Atys Chronicle Writing )

A writing I made of Atys Chronicle. A stir in the lands Time past , days walks, ordinary chores and Homin talks. The outposts had finally come to the lands on Atys and with them brought their part of what to make the continuous fate of the planet. Steadily it began

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The tale of the Corporal

The tale of the Corporal. Dear Homins have you heard the tale of the corporal ? In every town throughout Atys, walking the streets or standing on a forseen place, there is a corporal standing. You may have met them several times during your journeys and explorations of the lands and

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The tale of The Assassin

They met in a dimmed bar in Fyros lands. He was the descendant of a noble and ruling family, a tall and proud boy. The bar was filled with smoke and chatter from all other Homins that had gathered there to water their throats this evening. It was an ordinary

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To my beloved, you shall live in my heart forever

Sitting there alone on a hill, wind was cold bringing chill. gazing out into the distance, my mind was calm held no resistance. Then the tones of a voice, asking me to decide a choice. was it to be it, that he could next to me sit. It was the