Mamnen's Retribution: Death of Kira Jerty

There’s an urgency that I’m feeling for the first time. I just have to wonder something as I lie here alone about to dream again: do we dream about each other at the same time? This may be the only way that I can truly talk to you. I had a dream last ...

Those things you whisper in my ear between our assignments, I'm burning my clothes up! I know we're up to something, but we're not at the same time. And I'm okay with that. You've got your reasons...and I've got mine. You looked so sad when I brought h...

You say you see everything under me. You’re the one whose color’s gone from vivid to gray—and that’s near my natural color! Watch me start a fire in the middle of your shadiness. I’m pissed just truly off this time. I will sort things out FO...

Atka had always walked to her own beat, not really rhythmic or even aware of a pattern. She was graceful enough, sure; she could balance her way across a log fallen over a river or work her way through an emotional crisis between two parties (so long as ...

Atka strolled down the streets of Waterdeep looking for something, anything that would suit her sweets craving. Why did they make the roads so difficult to navigate? There should be a fruit stand by the library, she thought bitterly. She hated and loved b...

Atka was asleep in her bed after the festivities of another mission accomplished. She knew that her true mission was still a bust, yet she could feel she was getting closer. Would he appreciate her more if she accomplished it? Would it break the anhedoni...

Atka was “ripening” into a beautiful 27ish year old tiefling, Kira the five-generational elf by her side always. They had been marching covertly (in the dead of night) for some time, and her benefactor hadn’t told her what she was doing there yet. H...

Atka and him. They were back in the room that was so incredibly powerful for her work. Yet, tonight, he hadn’t called her there for work. There was business to attend to, and she knew she needed to take control this time. “Where did you come fro...

Atka stood stiff. Whatever was going to happen to the party was going to happen in the blink of an eye, and she knew she had to act fast if she was not going to fight in front of the nobles. They knew her. They knew she “couldn’t.” They’d tell him...

“Call me Ideal. That is how I want to be known. My real name isn’t of consequence, as it doesn’t serve me. It doesn’t serve the unit. Oh? The unit? I’m a soldier, though I was a mercenary for a while. I’m not really interested in getting in...

“And down, and over, and arch, and over, and over, and lean!” Atka was grinning horn-to-horn as her brother Mamnen’s sword guided her in the dance of defense and offense. They had been practicing for years, yet he still said the directions she ...

Mamnen sighed loudly. “Are you going to stop at every opportunity to smell a flower?” “Ts! That’s not what I’m doing. I’m looking for—Ooh! Found it!” Atka squealed happily and plucked a small white, peony-looking flower and shoved the ...

Ire the Carnal Eviscerator This journal details the account and research done by Mamnen Marduk, son of Amnon and Jone Marduk, Moon-brother to Atka and older brother to Vereella. In it I hope to discover what I can about the missing and devil family to...

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” exclaimed an overly excited tiefling. Atka had been wondering the main street as the sun was setting for close to an hour, and the street once bustling was actually quite bare now. She found one person walking, a bla...

After the Ring Master ascended and disappeared up the left stairs, Atka looked around the lounge she was in. She didn’t know the obstacles, but she wasn’t going to be unprepared. She lifted one of the blankets off the back of the couch she was on and ...

Atka Marduk sat in preparation chamber that she was ushered quickly to after her participation and loss in the obstacles. The room she was in was damp, which she didn’t really like. It reminded her of wet days growing up where she was stuck inside. She...

Stop pretending you’re shy; just go dance, Atka thought to herself. Since meeting Ilanir and discovering the music scene, she had been seeking out every performance she could in the taverns around Waterdeep. None were quite as captivating—the liquor i...

Atka sat at the table in Ilanir’s small cottage, staring at the letter in her hand. Somehow, he’d found her. Here. He had known somehow, or maybe not that she’d be here with Ilanir, but that she would not be doing the mission. Late on her shopping v...

Atka tossed her hair back over her head and horns, as well as throwing her shield onto her back over her pack and squaring off with her opponent. She gripped her great sword with both hands and bent her knees, toes of her front foot wiggling a bit in her ...

It all started with a quick visit to the Skewered Dragon (where Volo said he and Floon went). Illidrex knew where it was, so we knew where to go. However, as we approached, a large crowd was surrounding the place. Angus and I were able to see over the gua...

Atka stared at herself in the mirror of her vanity at the Yawning Portal. She ran through all the things she wanted to say to that incompetent, arrogant, something-something BOY. Speaking aloud into the darkness, she hushedly hissed, “I’ve been emp...

I snapped awake as I felt an object pelt the back of my head. Not cognizant of my own horns in that between asleep and awake state, I could feel the perpetrator beside me leap back out of the way of a prick. “How do you sleep like that?” he asked,...

Fuck Willard, I thought bitterly as I began to march from the property I had been raised at since I was 14 years old. Willard shouldn’t talk that way to a guard anyway–isn’t that above his status or pay grade or something? I was all huffed up. And r...

Atka swung her legs over the rocky hillside overlooking a cloudy, cantankerous sea. The journal from her brother lay softly on her legs open to a page with all the names Ire the Carnal Eviscerator could possibly go by. She placed one hand on the open book...

“I said, Atka, STOP!” Atka suddenly felt herself being unable to move, mid-run. Her eyes were stuck, her body rigid, but instead of crashing to the ground, she just hung midair. Without warning combined with haste, she was thrust back the way she c...

I dragged myself back into the Yawning Portal late that night. Mamnen was clearly losing it and gaining something significant at the same time. I had a terrible feeling I was going to have to fight him, subdue him, or worse... My feelings are usually not ...

The shop was small, yes, but it bore an extravagantly crafted wooden sign hanging over the door: “Mammy’s Place” written across it with a pair of hands cupping the form of a handaxe. “You run your own place now?” “Yes,” he confirmed and r...

“Before we do this, I need to change. You did a number on my clothes today,” he added, standing up. “Come to my place. We can eat with Vereella and collaborate on what we’ve discovered since last we talked.” “I could use a cloak myself,”...

The apartment hadn’t changed much since the last time she’d been there. Except the colors. It seemed the artist Vereella (their younger sibling) had sproused the place up somewhat. Lots of abstract paintings, sculptures, and knickknacks. Was it impres...

Vereella had done a poor job of making this shirt, he noted as he adjusted it over his shoulder for the fourth time since starting on his way to the library. The neighborhood was still bustling over the rumor that there was a tiefling participant in the R...

Atka stormed down the streets and corridors of Waterdeep, heading straight for her “homebase” of the Yawning Portal. She was cold. She was hungry. She was livid. Mamnen had really messed up the last few days. Damn him. He was frightening; he was power...

Atka exhaled deeply, focused on her brother. She knew it was frustrating him that the mantle she had found, borrowed from Sadachbia’s knowledge of magic protection, prevented him from using his magic on her. Mamnen wouldn’t be able to just freeze her ...

Atka bounced her leg in the small room, wondering if he’d actually show up. Her anxiety told her that he wouldn’t, but he had always come through for her when she needed him. Knowing that Nomad would surely come logically, yet doubting it anxiously, w...

A lot had happened, Atka realized after Illidrex was led off by the guard, Saith and Barnabus (the detectives)... Angus seemed to move everybody along and started cleaning up the place. Atka couldn't get the memory of Lif Calloway's poltergeist's messages...

Mamnen, being over twenty and employed in a specialty now, found himself more confident than ever in researching his mother Jone’s disappearance again. It was likely the only way he’d see his sister again, he knew, since he knew he went looking for he...

Mamnen unlocked and opened his apartment door, shutting it behind him and grumpily walking to the kitchen to make himself a plate of something to eat. He heard voices coming from Vereella’s room and assumed that she must have someone over. Not really in...

Homage to Atka It took almost three hours before Mamnen “came to” after the tense, angry blackout after Atka left his apartment to find the Ring Master. Once he did though, full of regret and despair, he charged out in the darkness and searched the...

Mamnen's heart was in his throat thumping away for the second time that day, except this time he wasn’t staring into the face of an angel that could end him without heed. No, this time he stared into the face of a tall, lanky red-skinned devil with thic...

Atka rolled over on her spot on the ground in the designated outdoor sleeping area. She liked to sleep outside, “under the shiny star” as she called it. She couldn’t lie on her stomach tonight for some reason. The discomfort was too great to handle....

“It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense.” - EA Bucchianeri Mamnen stood in the wake of Ire’s visit, now gloved, and suddenly remembered trapping Vereella in the back...

“I’m just an anxious brother. I can’t help it if I need to know where you are at all times,” Mamnen stated and eyed the back of his hand with a unique boredom that only he could embody. Vereella rolled her eyes at him. “I’m not six anymore,...

Mamnen was unnerved at first by the weekly pop-ins from Ire Mennith to just gain a sense of how the flame was burning. It didn’t take long–maybe a few months–until he began to anticipate them. The more time he spent at the library researching the ou...

Mamnen shifted uncomfortably on his bed, room of course locked as he knew Vereella could burst in at any moment. He really wasn’t sure how he was supposed to do this… Ire had just told him to do it, and while disappointing him was not really a concern...

“Mammy, I can’t believe you threatened her!” Vereella exclaimed. “She just came back to us, and you’ve driven her away again, probably for good!” “I did not threaten her, Vereella. I was trying to warn her what would happen if she contin...

Atka rolled her shoulders and yawned, wishing she didn’t feel so stressed still. Rescuing Floon and Renaer, seeing and leaving her siblings, and not hearing back from Lord Dagult yet were wearing on her psyche more than the battles in the sewers. Inhale...

“Well, Mamnen, you have been quite busy, haven’t you?” “No more than usual, uncle,” Mamnen shrugged, less than impressed with Ire’s surprising appearance in his apartment. Ire’s laugh did snap the young tiefling apprentice and quarter-nep...

Mamnen tossed a few more purses into the back room of Mammy’s Place and shut and locked the door, so anyone entering the shop couldn’t find his stash of riches. He expected Ire any minute of any day now to teach him the new skill, although he had to a...

Atka stared at the ceiling of her room in the Yawning Portal while lying on the small mattress and sighed, still hopelessly sad about Vereella. It had been days, and the only things that perked Atka up about it were in the pit fighting ring, in the mug of...

Mamnen trailed a finger in a circle boredly on the first naked woman’s back as she kissed down his bare chest and abs. The second made quick work “cleaning” the insides of his ear with her moistened, soft tongue. Both were enraptured by him, but it ...

Atka was sitting cross-legged on her bed and waiting. She was not meditating, but she was most certainly aware of her surroundings. He was here now. He felt his presence. “Hello, brother,” she stated. “You heard me? How?” “I know I’m dr...

Mamnen gasped and sputtered, eyes wide and drinking in a bright blue sky above him, evident that he was back on Faerun. He ran his hands wildly across his chest, gasping audibly instead of breathing–breath not catching because of his obvious panic–and...

Atka flipped through the journal briefly as she nervously waited for the message to come back from the Mage's Guild. She thought about what Nomad had said to her about not wanting to involve her in his battles, which is why he wouldn't show his face to he...

There was an explosion outside our new tavern and "home." I raced out among the rest of the party, and my eyes fell shocked to the scorched red hair of the boy whose father I called...no, there isn't time for sentiment! I raced to Renaer Neverember, on...

Influence Attempt #4: Threat (Mamnen’s Retribution Begins) Atka sighed, lying under the pretty star again outside of the Yawning Portal, feeling free for the first time in a long while. A smile graced her purply face softly as she knew that somewhere...

“Yes, I’ve found her, Kira, and you’re not going to like what I’m going to do.” The elder elf tensed a bit in her seat, fully donned in armor, weapons, and soldier’s attire. They had been training today, Mamnen guessed, and that was her rea...