| GREETINGS!
Welcome to the first installment of the ALL-NEW, all-improved Joosee
Roomers!
For those of you unfamiliar with our publication, Joosee Roomers was
a
newsletter started in O.P. XVIIIs. to chronicle the weekly goings-on
in
Court for the sake of those Companions who could not attend, as well
as
for the common people who wished to hear all the juicy gossip about
the
nobility. Joosee Roomers ran for about a year, at which point
the
presses were shut down due to lack of interest.
Now, in O.P. XXIIs., The Roomer Mill reopens its doors in a new land
and under new ownership. Based in Keltian, the Roomer Mill is now
owned and operated by the Castellan of Keltian, Sir Aeric Bannier Caerna,
and is now strictly a Companion-only newsletter.
And now, as the hangman would say: on with the noose!
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FIRST NIGHT
It was the first official Court of the Saveign season, and as such,
everyone was in attendence, so that the Courtroom was packed to
overflowing with Companions and guests. The mood was a festive
and,
shall we say, hyperactive one, and the many articles of sugar- and
caffeine-laced food and drink (courtesy of Queen Flidas and Lady
Katerina) only added to the energy of the e'en.
Upon entering the Courtroom, several Companions found that there had
been anonymous love letters left there with their names on them.
Sir Aeric and Lord Galchauren were two recepients of these letters, and
Most
Honored Sir Ender received a similarly anonymous note but would not
reveal its contents, asking only that whoever sent him the letter reveal
themselves to him. For the sake of the queen, we can only hope
that it
was not, in fact, a love letter, and that Sir Ender was not speaking
literally in his request. :)
RETURN OF THE HIGH DRUIN
The evening's activities started off with a bang as the long-absent
and
often-feared-dead High Druin, Earl Mus, returned to the Courtroom.
He
had been through a long ordeal and it showed. Despite his haggard
appearance, His Eminence proceeded to recast the circle of protection
that wards the Courtroom from violence. After which, he told
the story
of his adventures over the summer, which involved getting married to
a
suspected enchantress, going on a ship-board honeymoon only to be
attacked and sunk by remnants of the Black Fleet, ending up on a deserted
island, and being found by Lady Moira. The mysterious glowing orb
found in the Temple of Saint Tyrell was revealed to be the "heart" of House
Maur, of which Earl Mus is the sole survivor.
He explained that each of the Houses from his homeland had such an orb
which maintained the life-force of its members, making them effectively
immortal. He also explained that the Dark Mages who were his
enemies
from bygone days, remnants of an opposing House, poisoned the Orb of
Maur with their dark magics, and he was forced to destroy the orb in order
to stop the torturous pain it was causing him. Unfortunately, by
destroying the orb, Mus rendered himself as mortal as any peasant.
How the destruction of the orb could cancel out the immortality granted
to him by the Pendragon was not revealed.
His final bit of business was to say that he would be undertaking a
bloody mission of revenge against the Dark Mages as well as some entity
that was causing the dead to come back to life as the undead. He
warned the Companions to keep watch over any bodies of enemies slain by
them, in
case the same evil force would reanimate them as well.
CONFIRMED KILL
Marquessa Catalyn informed the Court that she and Countess Ambernathia
were able to retrieve Sir Mordecaii's body from whatever realm it had been
transported to following the adventure in Golgotha last season. She
confirmed once and for all that the former Grand Knight was, in fact, slain
for good. At the Marquessa's request, Her Majesty announced that
there would be a funeral service for Sir Mordecaii next Thurday e'en.
THE MADNESS CONTINUES
Lord Galchauren reported that the strange and seemingly random cases
of
peasants going mad and attacking friends and family with their bare
hands
has begun again. Fearing a plague, the Lord of Ahrothen had the
bodies
burned but to no avail. Magic is suspected as the culprit, but
an
investigation into a possible poisoning as the cause of the madness
is
also going to be undertaken. Marquessa Catalyn seemed confident
that the madness was not the work of the demon-dragon Shadowcast, who from
all reports is still slumbering beneath Kel Redgaard de Koros.
WILDERLAND MARTIAL ARTISTS
The Court received two visitors from the late Sir Mordecaii's school
of
martial arts in the Wilderland. The visitors were identified
only as "student" and "master," and offered to do a demonstration of some
of their fighting skills at that e'en's melee. They were, of course,
warmly welcomed to do so.
In a related note, Lady Moira brought up the fact that a wargolem had
been given to Sir Mordecaii by one of the Vox, and inquired as to its
location now that its owner had passed on. The belief/fear was
that he
had taken it to his school for use as a practice dummy of some sort,
but
the visitors from the school denied this.
OTHER BUSINESS
Damsel Mikayla performed her first requirement for the Noble Order
of
Prince Percival, a report on a Renaissance-era artist whose name escapes
me (sorry!). It was a woman, though, and her paintings were very
violent
and bloody.
Lady Katerina passed the reins--and books--of the office of Herald down
to her Magistrate, Dame Jassurande.
LAST MINUTE INTERRUPTION
Juat before the Court was about to listen to a poem read by Lady
Katerina, a mysterious individual appeared in the Courtroom, seemingly
by teleportation of some sort. This individual, whose name was something
like "Gigantes" and who spoke in a very odd manner, claimed to have
visited the Court before, although none in attendence remembered him.
He also seemed to indicate (for his manner of speech was very odd and hard
to understand) that he was the one responsible for the peasants going insane
and murdering people in Ahrothen. He then said that they would
continue, and that he would return, whereupon he left.
Lady Katerina's poem was instead read as the Benediction for the e'en. |