"Ah, this is it.."

[ilthor]

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"Ah, this is it!!" said Sipos, looking at the dangling door. He had been looking for that door for a long time, his whole life it seemed.

All had started when Sipos overheard a conversation between a Matis and a Tryker, who were getting a little too loud after a couple of drinks at Fairhaven's pub. They were speaking of an old man, who had barely survived the kitin invasion, and that was now trying to bring the Kami ways to the eastern hemisphere. They spoke like he was an old fool, and even laughed at the details of some of his atempts to fulfill his goal.

Sipos didnt like their tone at all, for he had seen some of the Kami's work, and unfortunatly, some of the Karavans exploitation ot Atys resources. So he tried to overhear something more of the conversation, something that would give him a clue of how to help this old man, and save Atys from corruption.

But all he heard was the man's name and his descent: Sacris Aranir, a matis with noble blood who had turned against the Karavan after the Exodus. With that information Sipos searched all of the known Atys lands, but when he thought he had found his location, he had vanished, again and again. Despite that fact, everyone that had known him had great esteem for him and his work, except of course for the people in power in the eastern hemisphere, who hated him and didnt want to hear a word about him.

Sipos was then about to give up when, after speaking with a Fyros maiden at Thesos, he was told that where Sacris was there was always a scent of Silverweed in the air. He found this very odd, but he said he would give it one last try, doing a trip around the world looking for that scent.

Luckily, he didn't have to look too much further, for as he was going through the Hidden Source area he started to feel the said scent of Silverweed. "For Ma-Duk!!!" - he shouted. Looking around he could not see the source of the sweet scent, but he knew it was coming behind a hill in the distance.

As he aproached images of his journey, the Karavan exploitation and of the moking Matis and Tryker he had overheard passed through his eyes. He was sure, this man had to be helped by any means necessary.

Even though he had a fierce will, at the top of the hill his dreams of a brave man fighting for the good of Hominkind disappeared in an instant. All he saw was an old shack, with barking ragus chained to a stump as the guard.

"A bit shaby..." - he thought. But he hadnt come all that way for nothing he thought, so, after throwing a piece of bodoc meat to the ragus, he knocked on the door.

He waited for an answer, but couldnt stop noticing the Silverweed scent, which was indeed strong at that time. Somehow, as he waited he felt a strange peace within him, which was only disturbed because from the other side of the door he heard a voice saying: "Who's there? I don't need any equipment! Damned crafters, always trying to make a buck..."

"I'm not a crafter, my name is Sipos and I am looking for Sacris Aranir!" - said Sipos. There was long silence, which was broken when the door opened and from inside the voice said: "You have come to right place then, pls come in."

Sipos entered the old man's home and sat by some pillows. It was a very small house, and though from the outside it looked abandoned it was quite cosy and welcoming. He was kinda absent minded looking at all the details, when something took his attention. It was an old rich pipe, made from dark black wood and incrusted with ambers and eyes, which stood over the mantlepiece.

He was gazing at the pipe when his toughts were interrupted by his host. "I am Sacris, why are u looking for me?" - suddenly the old man said. "It's a long story." - replied Sipos, to which Sacris smilingly answered "I have plenty of Silverweed, we can stay here and chat for a nice bit.".

Sipos hastefully started telling of his journeys, and of what he had seen of the world on his journeys, when he was interrupted by Sacris. "You live too fast young Sipos, i have something here that should be good for that." He then took the pipe Sipos had payed attention to from the mantlepiece, and after filling it with some herbs from a pouch he had by his waist he handed it over to the young Tryker. "Light up master Sipos!".

After trying Sacris's Silverweed Sipos felt he had been living too fast indeed, and somehow understood why this man was happy with living in that hostile place. After that moment Sipos looked with totaly different eyes to Sacris, not as the saviour of Atys, but as a regular Homin who just wanted a better world.

The story-telling went on and on, and when Sipos realized it the night had already fallen. Sacris notice that and asked him to stay with him for a while, for he felt that Sipos could bring something to his cause. So there Sipos lingered for a week, helping Sacris with the Silverweed harvesting and learning from him many stories and events that had occured during the Exodus and after.

After that week Sipos felt he was learning much with Sacris, but that Atys was living, and he could do nothing from there. So he asked Sacris why wouldnt he come back into the world and continue his work. But Sacris answered that he could not leave, at least not yet, for his stregth had been exhausted and he wouldnt have the strength to make the journey, and even if he did, he would be so tired at arrival that he would be of no use to anyone.

The young Tryker knew it was time for him to go, so he told of a plan he had been thinking of to Sacris. The plan consisted of going through the lands in search of Homins that thought the same way as they did and with them strengthen the Kami presence in the eastern hemisphere.

To that Sacris asked: "Do you want to have the same life I did young Tryker? It's not an easy task, not for the feint of heart."

"All i can say is I can live no other way. If i was to abandon this mission, there would be no reason for me to be..." - Sipos replied solemnly, and with that he prepared to take the road again, but was stopped by the Matis elder.

"You cannot go before one last puff of my pipe..." - Sacris said playfully. As they smoked Sacris Silverweed, an idea came to Sipos mind, and he burst out the words "Silverweed Pipers!". That moment was after that know as "The Revelation" between his companions, for it was at that moment that he saw what should be done: to create a guild inspired by the work of Sacris Aranir, which would be called Silverweed Pipers.

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This is the story of the Silverweed Pipers, a guild created for all those who obey to the the following conditions:

1- Having a will to spread the Kami ways in the eastern hemisphere;
2- A mad desire to have a own hash source in the back yard (optional of course...)


The conditions are simple and the objective is well defined, so if you are a Silverweed Piper at heart don't hesitate in contacting us. To do so, pls contact me (Sipos) ingame, or leave a message here with details and we'll get back to you.

P.S - The previous text was made to supply a little RP to our name and intentions. We are not a strictly RP guild, but any of it will be gladly accepted. We are now looking for low-lvl characters, whom we can help with equipment and assistance. We only ask Kami fame in return and, when they are high enough, assistance in persuing guild goals (Outposts and Guild Missions, when they are introduced). If you are only mildly interested, contact us anyhow, we can explain in a more complete way what our intentions are.

~Sipos~

EDIT: typos

[ilthor]

Sipos has joined forces with another group for now.

Spread the Kami word!

~Sipos~