*Throws up a Picture and a flyer*



GUARDSMEN! I am in dire need of your assistance!! I was instructed to lead you all through the depths of Destard and slay the mighty dragons that lives there. We will collect their pelts for our Tailors and their treasure for our Coffers!

Appear at the barracks at 7:00 pm (GMT) with your armor ready, bandages stocked and skinning knives prepared!

My entire life I have been nothing more then a trouble maker. My family is from Yew, and not a one of them are Avatarian. So of course I grew up barbaric and little care for the churches ways. My brother Henry and I trained for years together to be Assassins, mercenaries for higher. We were good together, he always took the lead and I would follow behind with killing blows to all our targets. I trained with Poisons of all sorts just for the job. I enjoyed it greatly. Life in those days were great.

Eventually, Henry left and joined the Yewish army. I was at first heartbroken, I lost my partner. He said he had a dream and wanted to be a part of something bigger. Was I not big enough? As it turns out he and the rest of our family had the same idea, they all left me behind. Fine, I could take care of myself. I took jobs that originally Henry would not take. The nobles all played an evil game against the other. I was happy to play along. I was young, pretty, and a great actress, I was hired for inside jobs. It was so easy to play into a nobles hand, enter their bed chambers, and poison them before they could even touch me. Claim their death was of heart failure, then collect my payment from another who wished them dead.

Some time passed and I realized I missed my family greatly. I set off back to Yew to join my brother in this Yewish army, during my time their I made friends, was able to join Henry again in fighting, and even married. I became truly happy again. But my happiness would soon end, many guardsmen started to go missing, including Henry. My Husband also vanished, I was so upset. I fought through the pain of heartache and loneliness by looking out for those who were still there. I made friends with a local crafter woman named Evina Shadowhand, she had a small child and was widowed. She was beautiful, as was her son.


Upon one evening patrol through the city, as I passed the church, I could hear screaming from inside. I ran in and the sight disgusted me. My poor friend, Evina, her top ripped open, pinned to the floor, the Templar, who's name I did not know on top of her. Evina was screaming for help, for someone to help her. I did not think, I only reacted. I kicked him off of her, helped her up and screamed to her to run away, take little Matthew and run. I felt pain in my side. The Templar stabbed me in my side and grabbed me from behind, said I should have never come into the church, that I would take her place now.

The thought turned my stomach, I did what I was trained to do, I defended myself. He and I fought, knocked over candles and church pews, I could smell the burning of wood and cloth all around us. I could see the flames kicking up high. With one hard blow, I knocked him out cold to the floor. I had to force myself to not take the killing blow. Something inside me told me not to. I grabbed his limp form and tried to drag him out of the burning church. I would be in a lot of trouble for beating up a Templar, but I'd be damned if I would be charged for killing one.

His weight was too much to bare alone. But I could not leave him. Coughing and spluttering I persisted, my left arm caught fighter, I had stopped for only a moment to rip the burning leather off my skin, it was too late. I suddenly felt someone grab me from behind and throw me out of the church. My eyes were clouded, I saw only a silhouette of a man, a shining light around him, before passing out from smoke inhalation.

When I woke up I was in the home of Evina's adopted mother, Piper Vale Shadowhand. I asked about the Templar in the church, she told me I was the only one who made it out alive. Evina said she saw me fall out of the church alone. Piper healed my wounds, I would not let her heal the burns on my arm. In my own way it was a reminder of what happened that night in the Church. I could swear I felt warm arms around my waist, throwing me out of the church, into safety. But why not the Templar? Was it because the person who saved me knew what the perverse Templar was doing to my Widowed friend? I question this every day now. I have no answers.

After that night I knew I could never return to Yew, I left and went to find my family. I found myself in Vesper and they accepted me with open arms. I met Sohier, my son Eric's father. He was a mistake, he promised me much and eventually had an affair with Anna Goodward. I will never forgive them for that. I raised my son alone, dated Tommy Nottinburry for a while, we were only meant to be good friends and friends only. Fate as it turns, brought me to Cove. I met Jassi Cowin. Some reason he took a liking to me and we became fast friends. He may not be the brightest of men, but he ended up helping me raise my son, he had my back and we fell in love.

Years later here I sit, in the back of the Goblin, people returning to the lands. I was found out about the church. No one cared to hear my story, so I sit and write it now. Marked as property to the church, for a crime of desperation and protection. Pregnant with a second child, and thrust into a path of danger and redemption. Is this really the Avatar doing this to me? Is this the path I have always been meant to take?.... Time will tell...

I have never been Avatarian. Even growing up in Yew, it was never a huge deal in my family of troublemakers. I have been an Assassin, a mercenary, and an all around pain in the ass for years. now, at 29 years of age I am finally caught for a crime I commited over 6 years ago. That is fine, I will play bagball with the church and hope for the best. I can only hope I do not get caught in my game, and that my journal is never found.....

*neatly written report*

Upon my morning stroll through Cove, patrolling for any evils, Goatbow and I encountered an Ogre at the Silvers resident farm at Llama Head. As I engaged in battle, Goatbow charged into the ogre first in a fit of protective rage, Bolts flying from all sides and horns connecting to ogre kneecaps. In one fell swoop Goatbow took his final blow and died a courageous death.


      Signed
Watchman Avalynn Vale

*Neatly written report*

Alone in Cove I set out into town to lend a hand to those in need, I found five people in need of an escort, and took them to the places they needed to go. along the way we faced the perils of mongbats, ettins, stiffling hot weather, and annoying tales of old. below are some sketches of the escorts. At least this Watchman was paid for her services!!



     Signed
Watchman Avalynn Vale

*report written neatly*

Every good Guardsman needs a Good Survival Kit incase things happen!
My Personal Kit includes:

-Bedroll
-Torch
-Bandages
-A Pan for those hard headed Axe Wielding Loones
-Siccors
-Axe
-A good Bottle of Wine because you never know when the Axe Wielding Loones will drive you mad
-Apples, because i like fruit
-Much Much More...

the following is a sketch of my kit.



                        *Signed*
             Watchman Avalynn Vale

*neatly written report*

Poking around I saw that the officers want us to write out a Biography about ourselves, well thats simple.



http://cove.sugeworld.com/forum/index.php?topic=15392.0

                                *Signed*
                     Watchman Avalynn Vale

*report written neatly*

Upon seeing this pinned to the board, I took to the field in search of these gems. My first thought was Destard, those greedy Dragons keep HOARDS of gems in their lair. Upon getting there i realized just how big of a mistake it was. I was one little woman, against one HUGE lizard! i got the hell out of there and spoke with "Pickles" and formed a new plan. Those damned Earth Elementals carry them! I took to the New Haven Mines and killed two Elementals with one Mace!. Collected the Gems required, along with another donation to the Coffers. Below is the Sketch of my adventure.




           Signed
Watchman Avalynn Vale

[Regular Arcanist Elizabeth "Pickles" MartinRegular Guardsman Keitaro KazamiWatchman Nicolae Sorin]

*Neatly written report*

In a late night fit of bordom I remembered the mission I was given, Take a few Guardsmen to the Orc Fort, collect 10,000 in gold, and try not to die! In attendance were:

Regular Arcanist Elizabeth "Pickles" Martin
Regular Guardsman Keitaro Kazami
Watchman Nicolae Sorin

During this Orc Murdering Spree, no one died...although i took a nasty hit from a Brute who soon learned the errors of his ways.
Sketches were made and over 14,000 in gold was donated to the coffers.



                                                             Signed
                                               Watchman Avalynn Vale

[*Report written neatly*]

*Report written neatly*


Having read through these pinned assignments I came across this particular one and thought it would be beneficial to our Ranks! I gathered up Watchman Nicholae Sorin and many different animals , including, a Goat and proceeded to train them with weaponry that was attached to them. assymbling the Goatbow was easy enough, this goat was most blood thirsty, accurate with the bow attached to it, and looked very menacing! We were joined by "Pickles" and created NEW and IMPROVED animal artillery. I am happy to present the most blood thirsty of all, the Cowpeater! with TWO repeating crossbows attached to its back, this cow massacred many things! along with its side kicks, the Boomin'Raven, the Stabby Chicken, and Pickles' creation, the Hammer'bbit!

All experiments were proven deadly, blood thirsty, and very scary. expecially the rabbit! his war cries could be heard for MILES away!

i have included sketches of our findings.



If you wish anymore detail on our findings please seek myself or Watchman Sorin out and we will be happy to provide more!

                                                  Signed
                                    Watchman Avalynn Vale

*A Letter to Hugo*

Sir, I gathered two guardsmen and I believe a fellow that was Yewish, to complete the second task you bestowed upon me. an Arcanist that goes by the name Elizabeth "Pickles" Martin, Watchman Nicholae Sorin, and the other was Declan O'Connor. Miss. Martin took us to a dungeon called "Ice" where they aided me in defeating the beasts within. I have collected the 10,000 gold pieces. I have it stored away to follow through with the last task.





                                                   Signed,
                                               Sarah Walder

[Regular Guardsman Jassi CowinWatchman Nicholae Sorin]

*Neatly written report sent to the Corporal*

I have completed the task in which you set forth for me to do. It was indeed a bit of a late night run, so i gathered my fellow night guardsmen and set out to New Haven and Luna to litter the streets with Banners for new Recruits! i have also sent in proof of the adventure. those that came are as follows:

Regular Guardsman Jassi Cowin
Watchman Nicholae Sorin

Guardsman Jassi Cowin neglected to inform me that he had other duties prior to aiding me in my mission, so he left before we could even set out any banners, and also proved that he could not follow proper orders in obtaining the materials needed. A good wack on the head with a staff or two helped the situation greatly.

Watchman Nicholae Sorin proved to be of great help, and excellent at listening to instructions. Together we were able to place all ten banners.

During the mission it seems we came across a Bearfiltraitor...as Watchman Sorin stated and quickly dispatched it.

Together we made sure that everyone knew, to join the Covian Ranks, would be the highest honor above all else.



                               Signed,
                   Watchman Avalynn Vale

[*a Letter to Hugo*]

*a Letter to Hugo*

Sir Hugo, I write this letter to you, informing you that I have completed one of the tasks you bid me do. 10,000 wooden boards cut by my own hands. the boards are sitting inside the Goblin where the tavern keeper graciously allowed me to store it until it is time to be used or you have me move them elsewhere.
                                                                                                              Sarah Walder

...make me sick..all of ye's..s'why Vesper just took over Cove and not a damn one of ye was around to stop it..*Shakes head and wanders off again.*