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Any world can inspire people to write. Whether it is the tale of a long journey, the beginnings of a new life, a look at a trade and how to master it, or even a fantastic fiction woven from the frabric of the land, at some point someone will put pen to paper, and perhaps post it through my post box at the Hall of the Bard. If I think you will like it, I will put it up here, complete with some pretty pictures to smarten it up a little.
Here we have stories and articles from Jenn Kellon, but you should also see what Wurmians have written about Mol Rehan or the stories of the Horde of the Summoned. And from these learn just that little bit more about what makes these lands tick.
Bard of Wurm
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As time moves on in the Lands of Wurm, so too do its people. Some build, some roam, some decide to change the direction of their lives and some simply disappear leaving half derelict buildings or maybe just a solitary oven as the only evidence they were here at all. Yet others venture forth to taste new adventures or, perhaps, discover new places where they may build and once again call home. This is the tale of Emoo, sometimes called The Mighty, and his friends Dilzi and Alkanda, as they ventured forth from the homelands of Jenn Kellon to make a new life across the waters. This tale is published here as, perhaps, a message back to old friends.
 I gazed sadly along the empty streets of Validus, leaves blowing along the gutters on the crisp autumn wind and my foot steps echoing as a walked. I missed the clanging of anvils as the blacksmiths worked, I missed the friendly chatter of people in the village square, I missed the thud-thud of the woodsmen's axes, I missed the mooing of the cows but most of all I missed all the peoples smiling faces. A sudden yell from behind me awoke me from my mournful thoughts. I swung around to see Dilzi striding towards me; his thick traveller's cloak worn high around his neck.
"Emoo we've finished loading the boats, we're ready to leave when you are," he said in his usual booming voice. I gave him a forced smile and told him that I would be there in a couple of minutes. Knowing that time was short I strode to the hill just outside of Validus which overlooked its massive stone walls that enclosed the dozens of houses and farms inside. As I stared over what I had once called home a pang of regret ran through me, but it was soon quelled by the fresh thought of new adventure, a fresh start!
I walked back down towards the dock and saw Killgod standing by the fountain "Good luck mate!" I shouted to him he turned around and grinned at me. "Thanks," I added. I could not have meant that more, I had just sold to him the last few years of my life. The future of Validus was now in his hands, I only hoped that like so many other towns that had their mayors move on that Validus would not fade into the realms of obscurity and ruin.
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Monday, 20 October 2008 22:26 |
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Dear Mum!
Well, here I am in beautiful Chalice. The gorgeous lakeside town is quite the sight to see with 3 terraces that provide wonderful views of the surrounding scenery. It's lovely to stop in the eatery, Devour, for a tasty meal in the morning, which I like to take up to the manor level to eat in the park overlooking the whole village. When I'm done with breakfast a quick hop down to the market house, Division, to pick up some supplies and then I'm off to spend the early day exploring the highway and small paths hunting the local crocodile population. On my return I stop off my swords at the local smithy, Voidforge, to be sure they'll be sharp tomorrow, and then its off to the Depths boathouse to grab a rowboat to enjoy some evening fishing. The cozy inn, Oblivion, nestles against the lake and falling asleep to the soft lapping of waves is truly lovely. Next time I come this way I think I'll spare no expense and sleep in one of the two large guests houses located on the second terrace. I think my pet would much prefer sleeping in the private yards rather than tied to the post of my bed in the Inn! Anyhow, hope you're well, I'd best get some rest as I'm expecting a tour of the island farms tomorrow as well as the statue park.
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Written by Kingdom Scribe
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Sunday, 05 October 2008 19:31 |
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Dannyiron continues his walk through the Kingdom of Jenn Kellon with an impression of Newtown,
possibly one of the more controversial locations on Wurm.
Newtown. The starter town where there is no bark, and no bite! It is such a wondrous place - not just for the new players who start off here and begin to learn their craft, but also for experienced and veteran players alike. It means many things to different people; a home to some, the heart of trading for others, a home away from home for far flung Wurmians, each having their own feelings as is common with many large towns. It is a fantastic place to meet new people, discuss, find your way, or just hang around!!
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Written by Kingdom Scribe
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Sunday, 05 October 2008 15:16 |
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The Jenn-Kellon home server; a blissful, peaceful place with the most kind, considerate and caring communities conjured and crafted by Wurmian hands. Dannyiron, a well known player in the home lands of Jenn Kellon gives his impression of this world.
Many things make this outstanding server, but is the players that stupefy and blow the mind - the consideration, care, and geniality are by far the strongest reinforcements of the rock that is the Jenn-Kellon home server. They hold this already superior land together and keep it from collapsing. This rock is not just the server itself; but is also the communities that cohabitate with each other in this wondrous place; and the heart of this community is located in Newtown.
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