Narween's fate
Well.....Narween's gone. Skull crushed in by the void demons at the final battle, after having been surrounded. This weekend...has definitly been...one hell of an event.
I could have been saved had the sodding healers who appeared after I'd been shivved up helped me and not completely ignored me as they helped everyone BUT me, but that wasn't the case. I think it was after they left and roughly ten minutes passed, that a ref came up and said 'right whoever's on -1 (which is unconscious and slowly bleeding to death)...you're dead'. It didn't quite dawn on me until later that the entire time I'd walked around on the field later, I'd practically been a spectral effect.
When Cole (another Dragon member who I'd got to know quite well) saw me and said 'oh thank god you're alive, I thought we'd lost you' it felt so very wrong. I didn't feel like I was meant to be there.
What happened:
We were in the final battle, and for some reason (I couldn't work out what on earth was happening most the time) a large bunch of us were seperated to the other side of the field. I'm wondering around, feeling a mite bored as people hovered around trying to create a loose shield wall and preparing for action.
I suddenly hear a scream, spin round and scream myself as i see a good 20 blue faced void demons approaching us. I tried desperatly to get behind the shields as I'm completely defenceless and there was no chance me surviving an attack on my person. Caroline had tried to help me by pulling me back behind the shield, yelling at me to get back, but unfortunately there had been someone behind me at the time, who pushed the other way as he fought demons too, so I was left in the line of fire.
I watched as a demon picked off a guy two people down, then the man next to me, then I felt the staff come down on my head and the words 'enchanted crush' was called and I knew I was a goner. I had no armour and unless I was healed up within the next ten minutes, I was dead (I was so glad he was one of the lads clever enough to hold his blows. There were 10 concussions that event due to people getting stupid and having to be banned and I could have been one of the clobbered ones. Fortunatly this guy knew his limits...even if he hadn't I had the good fortune of landing next to a first aider who was determined to make sure I was ok and kept asking me about my health so I had to reassure him I was fine)
After that, people around me were picked up, the ref gave the call and I struggled to my feet, confused.
After speaking with other people, I realised in my heart that I wasn't meant to be there. I spoke to Tom who tried to desperatly convince me that I could work something out and stay alive, but I couldn't. I would have severely regretted it if I hadn't stayed down as my character was dead. He became slightly tearful as he told me Othem couldn't be without Narween (thus making it harder for me to leave bless him) but in the end we hugged whilst the battle continued to rage around us, we said goodbye and I left with tears streaming down my face to greet another member of our faction, who I'd befriended over the last few months.
I met up with Tom later as he left the battle field and he looked so forlorn.
Everyone took Narween's death in shock. Even people who I didn't think were that bothered about Narween were upset for me. I was extremely flattered by the amount of people I had come up to me and offer me a place in their unit as I'm apparently an extremely good role player. I even had an offer to join one of the most renown groups in the Dragons. But I had to refuse kindly as the GTC is my role playing unit and my LARP home.
However, one memeber of the Dragon Faction truly honoured me by announcing on the boards online that a ship would be created in my name (Narween's Sacrifice) and Tom's character Othem was to be her captain.
I was in a very good mood on Tuesday after having relaxed and slept well, but that rendered me to tears. There will also be a wake for Narween at the Winter Feast which will also have me in tears.
But never the less I'm happy with the way Narween went. I was shivved by a demon, in the last battle, on the last day.....I'd have been extremely annoyed if it'd been from a tiny fight or by a thief or something. In my opinion, Narween went with style.
I told Tom that Othem found my body as I didn't want to risk loosing Narween's sword etc, plus I think it's a more pleasant thought that he had the chance to put her to rest and see her body one last time, even if her head was a bit of a bloody mess. Narween had no chance of surviving that battle. Call it intuition, call it pessimism, but I knew from the start she wouldn't leave alive. I couldn't see Narween living for more than a year, although I had no plans to retire her.
However, I've got the opportunity to start anew now. I've had plenty of offers to join new units or to create new people along side others which I've been extremely flattered by! Didn't realise I'd/Narween'd made such an impact!
I'm thinking of joining a friend as her character's daughter as she did suggest it sometime ago and it's a very tempting idea. I'm also thinking of keeping the same stats I had before. I liked being a healer who could wield a sword.
Two things will be different though....first, I plan on being a bit more hard skinned. Narween was very soft hearted, so I may add a bit of grrr to my next character.
I'm not going to be making her Othem's other half instantly. I think it'd be interesting to see how things would go with Othem and the new girl.
I will finish off with I love days off...I would not have been able to go to work yesterday. Getting up at 7.30 by accident, and I felt like my head was about to unscrew!
Anyway...a little time will be given to the mourning of my lost character and then....here's to the next event.
posted by Frankie @ Wednesday, August 30, 2006
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