Meave Drewitt Wilt

Her first memories were darkness and screaming as Meave is ripped from her mother’s protecting embrace. She was taken from family and love and into the shadow of a death cult of Zyphus. She was filled with knowledge of all kinds at the threat of death. They have tortured her over and over and over again to close to death, and then healing her back up to full. They taught her basic sword fighting but not enough to escape with. They always kept her underfed and not letting her get a proper nights rest. They taught her basic arcana magic. On her 18th birthday she was set away in silence as the cult sets up a ritual unknown and unheard from her. They learned early on she has keen hearing. She was dragged out of her cell by her hair into the ritual. She felt the fire heat and smell of smoke that masked the sticky smell of fresh blood. But she felt the puddles was she walked in barefooted. The leader threw her into a circle unseen to Meave. He started chanting and offering Meave as a vessel to hold a portion of power of the death god. The leader getting close to the end of chanting grabbed her long blonde hair and slowly slide a dark pulsing purple blade onto her neck. She felt like if she didn’t do anything she would die. The cult underestimated her magical abilities and didn’t look for the aptitude for psychic magic. She felt a spirit called out to her to raise out a hand. So she did, an ectoplasmic Terbutje cutting deep into the leaders neck killing him. Meave now alone in a chamber of death and a broken ritual panics a little and trips over the new body. Itzpapalotl (obsidian butterfly) the spirit linked her weak power to the blind girl’s soul urges her to run and kill the rest of the cult. Meave stumbles around and her hands landed onto the black blade filling and talking over the first voice in her mind. Giving her a massive headache and staggering her, Veles coax Meave to just run away from such a place and out into the world. So Meave ran Out of the cave the cult had made their own and into the portal to Aur

Having been told 'no, don't go to Elysia' Damian de Silvia immediately decided that going to Elysia was the only thing he could do. When a ship, the Zoya, known to have captured other adventurers and taken them to strange plane arrived in Anfortas, Damian, Meave, Max, Seras and Sukarma took the ship by storm. The captain was defeated and hurled onto Aur's soil, as was most of the crew. Eventually, only a dozen or so sailors, free and now ex-slave, remained on the ship with the former 2nd mate in control.

Damian knew how to sail, and thankfully, kept enough crew to work out how the device that allowed the ship to sail to Elysia worked. The Zoya made it across with no problems, and resupplied on a small island. A giant eel also murdered a creature trying to flee it? The party didn't bother checking.

Sailing into port, the party found the harbour barricaded by a large horde of undead guarding the harbour. While Damian went into town, freeing the ship's crew with a frankly unreaonable amount of plantinum, and then bought the entire shipping company with a bit more, Meave and the others decided fighting the horde was...wise.

It was not.

A few moments after the battle began, with the adventurers being forced back towards the Zoya, Cassidy de Silvia, master of the port and owner of the horde, arrived. She made it clear there were two choices...to make good on the damages done, or to serve as replacements for the undead killed.

Meave chose to pay almost her entire supply of gold just as Damian returned. The lich clearly believed the witchwolf one of her progeny - a distant, very stupid progeny - and Damian refused to accept it. She departed with an invitation for Damian to try and kill her at his leisure.

The party headed inland, and encountered a group of slaves being punished by being exposed to the elements on a hilltop. They rescuded them, and went to the town, where they intended to kill the owner. He was, however, using magic to pass his wounds off to his family. After distracting him Meave and Max were able to work out how break the magic, with Damian using his antimagic abilities to snap it, and it went as well for the owner after that as you'd imagine.

They were told by the slaves, now owned by a local club owner, that the new owner was over the mountains. They were...less than willing to traverse them themselves, although there was an oracle there as well. The party decided to follow the trail, and disovered the mounts were more of scab covering an open wound on the Thousand Young that was Elysia. The creatures...antibodies? For lack of a better word, chased them off. Sukarma attempted to read the creatures mind, and went a little...insane.

The found the oracle, and got the answers they needed...but at a cost. By twisting fortune, fortune would eventually twist back, making there luck worse in the future. But still. Answers were found, and an item Damian needed to pay a debt located - twin swords containing the essence of a sun and moon.

They arrived at the town where the new slave owner was, and...caused chaos. Damian climbed the walls, and then murdered all the mattresses he could find. The party decided to take shelter in a house of ill repute with a good reputation, much to the awkwardness of everyone, and talked to one of the slave owners serving people who moonlighted there.

Damian killed more matresses, and then accidently bought the brothel.

Going to meet the owner, they found an odd immortal with no desire for slaves whose mattress was, when they arrived, full of people.

And then Damian'd.

He assured them that he had no desire to harm his new possessions, and would even free them once it was safe to do so. And buy a new mattress that evening.

Satisfied, the party continued towards the autction with the swords, and were ambushed by an undead carnival. Defeating the creatures, including the elephant, they were able to reach the auction house the day before it opened.

Once again, Damian resolved the situation by buying the auction house and the slaves therein with the last of his platinum bars, and now in control, were able to intercept the goods to go on sail and steal them.

They escaped back the port with there loot, and returned to Aurea. The Zoya's ability to travel the planes was depleted, and now sails the seas near Anfortas.

As the war between the celestial powers, with a little help from the infernal ones, began in earnest the Council of Eight in Anfortas were warned of a problem. A vast iron ship was seen powering towards the shore. With so much of Anfortas' resources tied up in the war, it was decided to send a group of adventurers to do what they could to stop the iron dreadnought, but if impossible, they to return with information so a more organized strike could be made.

Flannigan Wilt, Meave, Jeong, Horse Beef, Kai, Xirce and Fermi were dispatched on a small, fast vessel with very hidden holds, and sent to stop the problem.

Even getting there was a challenge, however, as the events had caused the sea to be even less friendly than usual. The first challenge was the corpse of a dead wrecker crab, with a group of people on it doing...something. The Paladin Jeong decided fire was the answer, and the group were forced to follow. Thankfully, it turned out the small cult was in fact working on turning the massive beast into an undead assault weapon on Anfortas.

A massive storm struck next, and the group used there skills to keep the ship safe - Flannigan and Meave worked below decks fixing holes, Xirce used his skill as a sailor to help wrestle the ship through, and Fermi...was a cat. Just catted the whole place up.

They struggled from the storm into the mists, and encountered a ghostly vessel. The spirit of young man played a mournful, enchanting sound on strange pipes, which Flannigan used his bardic abilities to counter, and the two sides met. Horse used his abilities to move and teleport to launch a single wizard assault on the ghost vessel as the spectral crew assaulted the ship, but in the end party was succesful, Flannigan claimed the pipes, and there ship finally made it to the target - a vast, iron, smoke spewing vessel named the Mauretania.

They were able to board the massive ship, and there ride withdrew to the side, finding it...odd. Old seeming, corroded, but covered in chairs and luxuries. Fermi, being a cat, decided that rushing over somewhere else and investigating alone was...great. Just swell.

Inside, the entered the nursery, and found an attendant, who tried to keep Xirce on the grounds they were small and clearly a child. They spoke only English, it seemed at first, and acted very...strangely.

Withdrawing, the problems became more apparent. The vast vessels crew and guests were now under the thrall of the Gidim, Posession Devils. The 'people' fighting them didn't care about there bodies, there wounds, there hurts - only causing more. And each body was innocent, giving certain moral...issues.

During an attack Flannigan and Meave were each seperated from the main group. Flannigan learned that the ship's captain was still present, and unpossessed - his skills too needed to do so. To try and resolve the issues, he decided to use his magic to...ring the entire vessel like a gong.

Meanwhile, Meave had entered the boilers and engines of the ship. Her skills allowed her a rudimentary knowledge of the steam powered system, and she believed she could destroy it...but there were a lot of Gidim engineers and workers here. So many. The blind girl chose to press forward, helped by the fact the Gidim were not trying to stop her, but take her - the idea of stealing fresh flesh appealed to them.

It was, thanfully, at this moment that Flannigan caused the ship to sing. Meave, although reliant on her ears, powered through and destroyed two of the ships boilers, blowing a hole in the side of the ship and forcing her to a standstill while the Gidim began repairs.

Meanwhile, Fermi had been moving through the vessel, causing problems and, well...being a cat. He discovered a heavy cannon of some kind bolted to the upper deck and decided this was a problem he could deal with. By firing it.

When that didn't break it as he hoped, he tried again, loading the shell backwards. And then...hitting the shell. With another shell.

Eventually, that worked as intended, and the catfolk and cannon exploded. Somehow, Fermi - singed and irritated - did not die, and continued to explore.

The rest of the group was able to recovene, with the party finding Flannigan and then Meave finding them, and the exploration continued. They say...several odd sights. Despite the state of the ship, the ballroom was full, endlessly dancing Gidim-possessed passengers swaying and dancing. They found a small shop being run by an underpaid demon.

And eventually, at the same time as Fermi, they found the captain's cabin. The man was broken, a wreck forced to live in his closest, but he'd learned some infernal and was able to communicate.

With the ship damaged and a source of information obtained, the group decided it was time to not be here. As they withdrew they saw something, a shadowed shape that landed on the rear of the vessel.

There escape wasn't quite perfect, however, and as the sun rose and they used a life boat to get to there vessel, the Gidim launched one last, laughing assault - launching shells and there own spirits at the adventurers. Kai was possesed, and attempted to sneak aboard as a sleeper agent, but was found out and purged.

Succesful, the group returned to Anfortas triumphant, the Mauretania taking no further part in the war. However, the ship is still out there...

The demonic harbinger, for reasons best and only known to himself, decided it was a great time to visit Aur.

Aur...objected.

The creature appeared near the small town of Silence, where a group of adventurers notably led by Damian and Pride were able to bypass Folca's defenders and drove Folca in an attempt to flee. He lept into a strange, horrible, musical contraption which he drove...into a wall.

It exploded. He died.

Sadly, this was not the end. It seemed that the old Herald who would deal with Folca was...Folca himself, and rumours appeared that he was somewhere else, too - beneath Rosilia. Even the drow hated Folca, however, and taciturn blessings to a party going to wipe the greasy monster out were given.

The group, including Miz'ri, Seras, Meave, Pride and others, encountered the creature beneath Rosilia, where had completed his horrible vehicle and attempted to escape. The party seized some of the other vehicles present, gave persuit and attacked. Eventually Miz'ri used the Pants spell on the vehicle, gunking up it's wheels and sending it careening through a wall, where the the remains of Folca were eaten by a spider, and then an Azoan nuclear grenade tossed into the mess.

Finally, Folca's demense - a strange, automated toy factory - appeared on Aurea. No one liked this idea at all. Angela, Flannigan, Jed and others were transported by Carnival to the island, where Folca's guards were once more talked down - even they hated the creepy creature - and the harbinger was chased through his own factory.

Which killed him, along with an unwholesome amount of damage.

And then it was blown up.

And then hit by, as far as anyone could count, at least one lightning bolt from every deity with a presence on Aurea. His worshippers - all three of them - were equally vaporised at the moment of there masters death.

Seriously, no one liked Folca.

Despondent after bringing back Sarenrae as the Evening Sun at the cost of his relationship, Sebastian's death having resulted in his feeling for Rebca being stolen by an outer god, Rebca Chambers took an unreasonable quantity of drugs, at the cost of his life.

A previous pact with the Hummingbird meant that Rebca didn't die quite so easily, and found himself instead at the Red Pyramid the war goddess had used during the battles between the Heavens.

Meanwhile, Meave and Crobe were investigating the same ruins now the Hummingbird had withdrawn, and found the broken shaman despondent in the ruins. They convinced him to go with them to expore, and found a few treasures of note around, before attempting to return to Aurelian.

Unfortunately, the weather had other ideas, and an especially vicious sandstorm blew in. Crobe, thanks to his druidic skills at shapeshifting, escaped but Meave and Rebca were forced to use the exciting spell Anywhere but Here.

The pair found themselves floating on the plane of Elysium, on the River of Memories. Rebca used the water to restore some memories taken away from him previously, while Meave used it to find out about the mother she had never met.

Finally reaching shore, they followed a strange melody to an Azata...the mother of Sebastian. Rebca was...not inclined to deal with the woman who had abandoned her child on the nightmarish plane of Elysia to a life of brutal slavery and abuse, but she chose to heal Meave's eyes, allowing the young woman to see for the first time in her life. Meave decided to continue wearing her blindfold, however, so the first thing she would ever see would be Flannigan.

The pair followed new sounds, once the azata had vanished, and found themselves in a scene of battle. There, they met Silas, a warrior of Gorum who had confused the Lord of Iron by dying in honorable battle with a tree, a good death in theory by a baffling one in reality. They found that those from Aur were generally disliked, but after an evening of gambling and story telling, Silas was able to help the pair return home.

The first portrait commissioned by Flannagan Wilt was to be placed up in the Halls where the Master of Blades are Hung in Brunswick Isle. The first one has a light but regale background fitting the station of a Hellknight as well as the image that Flann presents himself as, very hard to capture really in a painting but Damian De Silvia does seem to manage it almost easily as he paints. The pose that Flann is in for the portrait is a relaxed but professional pose, he has the helmet that most Hellknights wear off. He looks stronger in the photo due to the way Damain positioned him in the full plate ceremony Armour. The well-loved lyre in his hands somehow making him look scarier while still a protecter the contrast is really something the painting brings to life. The duality of the first painting really makes it uncannily life like. Flann's youthful face. Slowly the face starts to form his eyes seem kind. An protecter with a secret hidden behind those hazel eyes. It ties the lyre to the man and his armour. The completed protrait also had some personal touches like added shadows to the painting making it seem more and more real. Added touches to the regala and the symbol of the order of the chain. Flann despite his kind demeanor clearly being shown in the artwork also shows an intimidating protector air. The painting definitely surpassing Flann's expectations. The painting even has the well-loved groves that often are neglected in paintings, on the lyre.
  However, Flannigan whom loves his wife very much knew that she felt like she was just the Master of Blade's Wife. Flannegan the Hero's wife also commissioned a painting for Meave as well from Damian.
  The attention to detail is evident as the eyes are first drawn to the background, a flied of battle on that is kicking up some dust the star blanketing the night sky on the canvas. The banner of the order of the chain as if a war is going on draws the eyes next, then you can see Meave with Wall in their two fighting stances. Side by side. The weapon She has implanted in a stone in front of her. Then an entirely different sword being welded. Flann himself actually isn't the focus this time but he's there with his shield as a support to his wife whom is the paintings main focus. Looking at the painting you can see, taste and almost hear the sounds of the battle. The finishing touch is a demon that Meave has conquered with her husband looking proud at her accomplishments. The portrait truly captures a partnership, and the painting is truly an unique piece since it's rare to find a battle in arms of a husband and wife across the planes.   The paintings seem to be more than what they seem, but only time will tell if that is true. Damian De Silvia is an artist of great talent and Meaves battle portrait can be seen hanging in the Inn and Flannegan's Master of Blades portrait is hanging up in the halls of leadership of the Hellknights on Brunswick Isle.

The reclusive Lord Eduard P. Cunningham announced his return to Aurelian society after a prolonged interlude of solitude with a grand soirée, an impressive party and the highlight of the social calendar for the year to come, surely?

And, to begin with, it was. The great and the good of Aurelia attended, representatives from Eralis and Rosilia meeting with the surface's finest, and drinks and dancing flowed.

But at the edge of the party a strange figure lurked, untroubled by the staff and rarely noted by the party goers - Dr Perry. When the time was right the doctor took the stage, and in a ranting, rambling manner, explained that there host was a foul necromancer, a liar and a cad - and to prove it he unleashed the undead horde stored within the flying manor.

A new moon rose as the skies darkened and undead flowed into Aurea. Many were lost as the undead swarmed, with greater losses prevented largely by heroic intevervention from the guests, but the damage was done - the undead had been unleashed.

Before the War In Elysia between the planes of Aur and Sha'tar, one of the many Qlippoth Royalty - Warren, Son of Unionthe - had reclaimed an ex-slave from Aur, known as Sebastian Chambers. The fool's ego had betrayed him, using cut off parts of the ex-slave to tempt the Slave's husband, known as Rebca Chambers, to come to Sha'Tar and be led into a trap. However, Warren did not count on Rebca hiring five other adventurers to the cause; A powerful god-tormented psychic caster named Meave, a equally powerful psychic anomaly named Horse Beef, a Goliath Druid known as Cheech, a Elysian battle-hero named Brunte and finally a monk named Solis. The five adventurers tread acrost Sha'tar, cutting down anything and anyone that dared stand in the way between the two husbands - freeing slaves from Warren's control and even somehow subverting The Mother Of All in her own Woods while on the trail. Eventually they came to find Warren, whose attempted trickery and traps fell flat to the brutish strength of the five - quickly leading to his death and wiping of his memory from the annals of Sha'tar's history, leaving his demise as just a footnote for the events to come.   After finding and reclaiming the ex-slave, Rebca and the other four activated the once corrupted and broken Elf Gates that connected the spaces between Sha'tar and Aur. Although, this event had accidentally opened many other Elf Gates across both planes, whose destinations are not clearly apparent - perhaps leading to other planes than Sha'tar and Aur. One Elf Gate was found in The Eclipsed Eye, an Inn located in The Crossroads of Aurea - whose connection was directly to the town of Antigonia the free town.   Although war has not yet been awakened from its slumber, there are plans to resurrect the beast and unleash it between the two planes. The results and ramifications have yet to be charted out, yet all know of war's price and many wait on bated breath to see how many the beast swallows.