OK due to the high number of PC deaths I thought it would be a good way to pay tribute to each and every departed character.
So go on, tell us about your character and how they passed away!!
Mayo aka Mark
[ok - where do I start?]
ROWAN HILL: Healer, potionmaker, knockback extraordinaire, psychopath...
Travelling alone, Rowan sought adventure and to help the land. He meditated, became calm, listened to the birdsong, the calm sway of the woods, the anguish of pain of the prisoners tied up whose throats he slit. No, Rowan was not a good person. But nor was he evil. His mind was ravaged by a need for balance. His head was ravaged by a beast in the woods.
[first/only adventure - 24hr linear died: 24hr linear]
It seemed there was hope when he started tralking to the party again... but no, just an undead body looking for brains. Scream elf, scream...
Aravir: First 'nearly' died collecting crystals with Rowan Hill. Finally died when fighting Orcs during the crisis in Utanyeat that saw the Earls son also killed. Went to the 'shiny light' place to be with a dearly departed one.
Korsten Mandrake: Arrived in Utanyeat shortly after the death of Aravir! Promised to be a fighter that never got chance to prove his worth as he was killed in his sleeping furs by an unknown assassin that had snuck up in the darkness of the night and struck with deadly efficiency!
Alyx Firesword, War chief and trader - from a while in the past...
Referred to in ghost form at the 24hr linear, Alex was a man who led a group of merrymakers into a woods. The woods were not unoccupied though and he still looks for his treaure now, despite being unaware he is dead. Perhaps his scout Alexander could help him, but Alexander paled at the thought, having come back to explain he wasn't happy about going into the woods anymore. At least, not alone...
[this info is available IC as Tiresias the old man was overhearing it, in a tree and has muttered this tale to a few passers by, marvellling always at how ghosts never shut up...]
"NEVER FEAR SNOTS HERE" was the shout as a big and burly Orc barreled into the tavern. Quick to drink and faster to fight `twas his downfall for in the defense of a questionable innocent he struck out at a fearfull entity that caused his instant death without even a blow landed.
SNOT, R.I.P gona miss ya fella
PS stand by for Bogey Bigclub the brother of SNOT in a LARP near you soon
Nathanial's time was brief, he arrived, escorted the matriarch to find her daughters murderers, took out his target JADEN with the help of an impeccable timed rift demon attack, then ventured forth in company to settle the score with some murderous orc. Alas despite a valiant attempt the taking of the culprits head and life saw him lose his own.
"Percival J Whatsincar, dont you know. How do you do"
What a lively and helpfull chap he was, a master of Draconic lore and swordsman extrodinaire he somehow managed to "borrow" the Kenders Focus Crystals, fend off successive rift demons AND escort the innocents into seal a Rift HURRAH and HUZZAH what a hero....
Unfortunately in the process of returning said kenders belongings the murderous cow struck out with a dagger and Percie J`s true weakness was revealed, upon clarification that she had infact struck with intent to injure, the ONE HIT WONDER fell to his knees clutching the dagger that pierced his heart........
Dhaun, a shadowy masked drow who arived in the company of Nathaniel and the Matriarch, shortly after the assasination of the target in the tavern he set of with his companions to avenge the death of the matriarchs daughter, though the battle was brief and sudden, with supprise on their side he and his fellows were killed, but not before the targets head was apart from his shoulders...
Felix Claudia, bearer of much leather, much magic and a wonderful, if battered and limp, wizards hat.
Once a rich and wealthy wizard, turned bumpkin and traveler wandered into the tavern for a couple of nights drink and food. Unfortunately became the target of someone wishing the same. Ensorceled by the eyes of a darkened card playing stranger, he was led away after a brief fight, supposedly to have his leg healed, was instead set upon by the dark ones friend.
Rest in peace Felix, and may you not rise.