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Marshall Ridley Chance


Ridley Chance; Sunsinger, Huntsman, Dead King. Born in the savage countryside of Estermarsh to an enigmatic mother and and infamous father, he was never destined for an easy life.


Played by
Elytian
Tue 26th Jan 2021 01:33

Dueam, entry 1

by Marshall Ridley Chance

Yesterday the door was set aflame by some unknown magic as we all sat around the table in Lanath's quarters. There was a knock, and upon opening we were met not by the spires of Dueam, but by a barren, hellish landscape of lava and rock and little else.
A man stood in the distance of this hellscape - presumably the one who knocked, despite his distance. Evidently this man was Ithafin, and he is brother to Nyra. I've heard a little of the she-devil, but not enough to fully comprehend their situation. He claims she is a thief and traitor to their family, and he wishes to be informed of her whereabouts, or even if she reaches out. He gave a sending stone to Sylfi - a piece of black coal is what it looked like.
Ithafin claimed also that his family is in possession of one of the great shards, and that the family would lend its power in return for information on his sister. He seemed as sincere as devils often do, but I'd consider it unwise to bank on their aid in any case.
It's all a bit beyond my paygrade, if I'm being honest. If I'm in a position to help reclaim their city, I doubt it will be a position very far from a battlefield. Time will tell.
A short time after that encounter the others realised that their grumpy companion isn't in his room as they'd believed, though they seem unconcerned at this stage as to his whereabouts.
Erlich, Yatdriedak and I remained behind as Jangovar and Llewyn went for a stroll in the gardens. Erlich gave me a look as though he was planning to subject me to the same torturously friendly interrogation that doubtless drove Jangovar out the door more than any sudden desire to smell the flowers outside. I don't know if I'd call it a mercy, but we were beset by concealed assassins before he had an opportunity to ask me anything.
They attacked with poison as well as weapons, and after we three overpowered them, I examined them more closely.
Scored. If I were a betting man, I'd wager that they were vassals of Lorcian Vell. They were hardly people anymore, they were so mutilated. And they produced the poison through their hands somehow, through some kind of slits that had been added to their anatomy.
Yatdriedak has left to check on the others' safety. Hopefully their stroll was uneventful, and they are unharmed. Either way, it's safest to assume that Vell knows of Xantu's request of Benedict, and of our role in it. Our situation has become vastly more complicated.

The major events and journals in Ridley's history, from the beginning to today.

"Unbroken" - Ridley experimenting with music, now able to use his fully healed hands thanks to Sylfiana Llewyn, who repaired them after she was named Saint of Lanath. Art by @elytian

02:16 am - 28.07.2021

Dueam, entry 1

Yesterday the door was set aflame by some unknown magic as we all sat around the table in Lanath's quarters. There was a knock, and upon opening we were met not by the spires of Dueam, but by a barren, hellish landscape of lava and rock and little else. ...

01:33 am - 26.01.2021

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Played by
Elytian

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