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Monarch: William the Bat (Elder has passed the torch)
Level: 126 (156)
Members: 6,250
Rank: 10 - first Monarch to achieve Rank 10 on any server
Home Base: Kelci Mansion 50.3S 76.8E (between Lin & Nanto)
Web Site: http://www.asherons.net

from Elder Lore

"When Dereth was young, they were already old..."

Since the dawn of time, the Elder have watched silently over a virgin world and all its creatures...

Now, they have assumed the form of mortals so that they might walk amongst men and guide them.

The Elder are an ideal... They embody the wisdom of the ages and the power of goodness and knowledge...

The odyssey begins...

About The House of Elder

I asked Elder about the structure and philosophy of his monarchy. His answers were uncomplicated: no membership requirements, no experience chains, have fun, help others, go questing!

Could it really be that simple to run one of the largest monarchies on Dereth? Surely he'd need an army of generals to keep the ranks in line.

Quite the contrary. Instead of generals, the House of Elder has a group of volunteers who act as "advocates" for the family. The Council of Elder is a non-governing body, available to help allegiance members with urgent advice, allegiance policies (including policies on Player Killing) and more. The Council also keeps Elder informed about the current morale of the allegiance.

Members are urged to use the site message boards for non-urgent questions and to attempt to contact their Patron before asking the Council to step in. In a crisis situation, members may also make use of the Emergency Corpse Recovery Team.

Perhaps the philosophy of the allegiance can best be summed up in this signature of the Monarch:

Honor, Respect, Devotion to One Another.

Your servant,

Elder

Tales from the House of Elder

I am Nabata of the House of Elder, my patron is Balash.

This is a story about Kelci Gittamad. She was a beloved member whom we lost in RL [real life] to complications from cancer. In her honor, Elder renamed his Mansion, Kelci Mansion, for her. No mention of the House of Elder would be complete or accurate without mention of Kelci :)

As Nabata looked around, all she could see through tear-stained eyes, were other members of the House sobbing. There is no potion or spell to ease this pain, no sacrifice to make, no lifestone to look to find her. She is truly gone. Gone to an enemy we cannot fight. Gone to a foe we cannot band together to defeat. On Feb 20, House of Elder lost a dear friend. Kelci Gittamad left us for the last time. We know it was not her choice to go, and we know that beast called ARS will not return her. We weep for ourselves and for Ali Goboom and Rajput, her husband and son. Yet, our memories of Kelci are many and happy.

Nabata met Kelci Gittamad when they were young and shared a patron. There was an outing at the Lin Lugian Citadel. A few moments of hello and how are you, then into the fray. Kelci was fast with her crossbow and sword, Nabata tried to keep up. They would often speak long distance as they were doing various things.

There was the time Kelci killed her Alchemist, Madame Curie, the first time she made health potions. Nabata remembers loosing health from falling over and skinning her knee laughing so hard.

There was all the dull and boring moments hunting in the Fenmalain dungeon. Both warriors wanted GSA. That meant shards and shadow poop as Kelci liked to call it. Kelci waited to get hers, so Nabata could finish gathering her bits. They ran together to Al-Jalima to get their armour. William the Bat has a picture of the two of them in their new armour - Nerf Queens with Sticks!

Kelci was my sister in arms, I think of her everyday.

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My name is Balash, sorry for my bad English, I am native French Canadian :)

I know you are doing something about the House of Elder. I am a member of the house since the beginning. I am also nicknamed The Crazy Gharu Swordman. Here is some texts you may want. Also, I will send you some screenies of me with my little pet ursin, Crazy :)

Crazy is born?..

One day, I hunt on Aerlinthe, and recall at 175% burden (when I need to recall and I am on Aerlinthe, I usually pick everything on the ground until my backpack is full). I was LS in Mayoi. I decide to run to Lin and being lazy, I decided to take a shortcut, the road is too boring for me, so I pass by the mountains. All was well, and I really enjoy the beautiful nature I saw. When suddenly, I pass near a Linvak Ursuin. It must have been a female and I pass too close to her childs, because the Ursuin chase me for 2 minutes. When it first hit me for 135 of damage, ouchy!!!!! I try to evade it, but too late, another hit, I was back at the LS??

I decided to sell before trying to find my body. It was the January 1st, and after 2 hours of research, no success. I had to log, New Year dinner. I though that body was lost forever. When I log back the day after, Rokru give me a bracelet and ask me to read the inscription. I just do it, and I read "That Linvak Ursuin really want you."

I laugh, then Rok log a mule and give me all the stuff I have lost. He tell me that he, Twyllah, and someone else have take turn to guard my corpse to recover the stuff on it. That is why I love the House of Elder, friendship and taking care of each other. They all promise they will never told that story. I say they can, because it's a great story and a funny one.

Imagine my surprise when in the November patch, they give us Pack doll, and one of that doll is a Linvak Ursuin. I trade my Olthoi for that Ursuin, and name it Crazy. Since that day, Crazy never leave me, unless someone Catnap it.

Crazy, the Ursuin Pack Doll, visits Aerfalle's Keep!

Corpses Recovery and How to Save Elder

In my low 20s, I was still fighting those big giants with big rock that really hurt, because I was never trained to dodge a missile weapon -- too dishonorable as a weapon in my mind -- at The Forking Trails near the Gharu town of Qalaba'r. Well, I was tired of killing them and that their females was always hiding and gave birth to more Lugian. I could never believe the rate they growth, they are adult in a matter of milliseconds. So, I decided to move away and rampage to find a new hunting ground. I move along the road, until I see a portal. I get excited, and enter the portal after I have equipped my magical items. Before long, I saw that Zephyrs was there. I remember them from the Tou-tou Sewer that I have enter once at level 5 (No level requirement at that time) and they have killed me in no time in the Tou-tou Sewer.

I was angry at them, and blood pressure start to raise at maximum speed, I slash with all my strength with rage to kill them. At first, I do well, very well. Until a RED Zephyr (Most be red because it's a real Player KILLER) launch a Whirlwind Blade V on me?..

With my determination, I run there once again, get killed. 2 more try, then I remember some strange guy named Elder that have claim he will assist in recovery. So, I try to give him a tell. HE WAS ON, and even more wonderful, he was replying. After a few tells, he finally show up at the Mountain Fortress with The Death Angel. At that time, I though that the recall spell where able to make you recall to any town in Dereth, so I never know I was really asking for a major move. I was in shock when I ID him, he was level 57?? Dang, I never ever saw someone that was more then level 33, so hehe.

After a quick buff, Elder tell TDA [The Death Angel] to make sure I live out there, and he ask me to stay behind. I guess that knowing me now, he will never try to ask me to back off. I was full of anger, and want to kill them. But Elder say to back off again, so I obey??.

After 5 minutes, all my 4 corpses are recover. Elder ask me if I want to go to the grand father, I say NOOOO WAYYYYYYYYYYYYY. I didn't even know who was the grand-father? Hehe, After thanking him, he recall and I logged. My roommate was aware of the recovery, and when I saw the level of Elder, I ask him to come and see the highest level on Dereth I ever saw (I had the passion to ID everyone at that time to know their level). After Elder recall, my roommate saw him near the LS in Tou-tou, and he thank Elder for the rescue. What was the answer of Elder????

He just gave a full load of Wand/staff/orb, and move away with a big smile.
 

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I have about a million pictures from my days since summer 2000, many from my days in the Elder monarchy... But I'm too lazy to send them all. So I decided to send this pic from I think the lightning prism quest. It just goes to show that Elder values power over matching/style/looks. Enjoy!

Blood Bottler critiques Elder's fashion sense!

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The Story of Asha'man

I was a boy, like any other. I worked with my father in the shop, cutting oak planks for the wine barrels he'd make. Being a cooper's son had its advantages, of course. We always had meat on the table and I had the opportunity to meet many of the nobles when they summoned my father to bring them some nicely toasted barrels for their vintages.

It was during these trips that I learned that nobility has more to do with the way a man conducts himself than with who his parents are.

The Lord of our region was a spoiled, callous young man who'd never had to work in his life. His estates were enormous and had under the umbrella of peace for as long as anyone could remember. Lord Yale had every luxury imaginable and entertained himself with the distractions that only the well bred can afford. He was known far and wide for the exceptional falcons his aviary produced. He was also known for his unemotional cruelty.

I had just seen my 15th winter when my father received a missive from Lord Yale demanding twelve new casks, to be delivered before the mid spring celebration. If we worked feverishly, we would just have the time to complete the task. Father and I purchased the iron straps and the fine oak timbers. We split the wood and formed the barrels.

While toasting the inside of the barrels, I discovered that if I concentrated just right, I could seem to make the flames behave the way I chose. Father and I laughed in delight at the mystery and together we trained my abilities such that I could make the fires hot enough to quickly ruin the barrel, or cool enough to give a long, slow toasting. After the second week, I could even summon a bolt of fire and launch it at a distant target, though I was only really successful in doing this when I had a pocket full of onyx and some medicinal herbs.

Because of my newly discovered talents, the product was finished ahead of schedule and were, without doubt, the finest brandy casks we'd ever produced. Ever the professional, my father sent a messenger to Lord Yale's Spring Estate giving notice that we were delivering the barrels in the next couple of days. My spirits soared as we drove the wagon down the Kings highway. I couldn't wait to see the expression on the face of Lord Yale's master brewer when he saw the barrels.

We were surprised that Lord Yale, himself, met us as we pulled up in front of the manor. He was dressed all in dark blue velvet and had a cup hilt sword hanging from a gilded scabbard at his side. He appeared every bit the gentleman.

Lord Yale believed himself to be an excellent judge of the cooper tradestuffs and examined the barrels very closely. My father loved a good joke and so prompted the Lord to notice how smooth the boards were on the outside of the barrel. Lord Yale nodded approvingly and commented at how the fine sanding of the staves would help with the aging of the brandy. My father could not contain his mirth at this absurd statement. It was almost a whole minute before my father could compose himself to offer an apology for his fun.

Lord Yale was literally red with fury. He stormed over to the guard house and dragged the Captain of the Guard into the courtyard by his ear.

"Seize them all!", he bellowed. "Take him too.", he said, pointing at the poor man helping us to unload the wagon. "Throw them in the dungeons and I expect you to swallow the key."

In spite of the stories I'd heard about our Liege Lord, I never expected him to react so poorly to a good natured joke. I stood there in shock as the Captain called for his men.

"Run, Ash!", my Father yelled. "Don't worry about me."

I ran as fast as I could. As I reached the woods near the manor, I saw a stream. I'd heard enough stories from the Ranger in the pup to know that I should run up stream, in case dogs were brought to track me.

Hours passed, and I knew that I had escaped. The shame of my cowardice burned inside me. I wanted to return to the house and valiantly fight to free my father. I knew that I would die quickly if I tried any as stupid as that, but I grieved horribly. My flight had probably cost my father his life.

I stood in the stream, tears in my eyes and cursed the sun for rising that day. I wanted to swear revenge, but my Father had taught me that a life of revenge was empty and bitter. I swore, instead, to do more good than Lord Yale could do evil. I would make my mark in the world as an honorable and loyal vassal to a Lord who proved his worthiness by his actions and compassion.

It was then that a purplish portal opened before me. I knew, somehow, that this was the gateway to my future. I stepped through and found myself in a wood. On the far side was a beautiful maiden archmage, sneaking up to a floating creature, intent on the kill. I tried to throw my fire bolts at the creature, to aid the mystical woman, but fizzled miserably. I heard the monster whisper "Onrui Chon-Ter" as it pointed at the girl. She fell, clutching at her abdomen. In moments, she'd become a beast of burden, a poor dumb mule. I took the crest of her Lord, the mighty Zulu Dawn of the Eternal Circle, and set out to find my fortune and a worthy Master, with Sindy at my side.

-Asha'man
In memory of my Father.
Archeress, lvl 54

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Asha'man and his vassal, Fair Ellen

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Here's a poem I wrote about the quest for the composite bow and a little intro.

Many months ago my patron began his bow quest. He started to hunt at a dungeon called the Black Dominion. The day after his first visit there he gave his vassal, Fair Ellen, a very exciting and descriptive account of his adventure, and told of the ravener guts that he had gotten for the bow. Ellen was so inspired by this story and his quest in the days to come that she wrote a poem for him to honor his completion of the quest. Now I would like to share that poem with you all.

BOW SONG

Foredawn girds the island land,
Rapture clasps the sleeping man.
Dreaming of the bow divine
Mighty stave and arrows fine.

Find a cook
And cure the sinews
For the bow. Oh!
The Bow Divine!

Dawnsong calls the archer out,
He wields his bow and ravener's rout.
On this day begins his quest,
For the bow! The mightiest!

Yuan Hanzu
Carves the horn
For the bow. Oh!
The Bow Divine!

Morntide mayhem lugians meet,
Stomping with their two-toed feet.
He pulls the string and hears the creak_
Arrow flies and gigas speaks.

Put the sinews
On the halves
Of the bow. Oh!
The Bow Divine!

Midsong sun is high above_
Archer dreams of his true love.
Golden dreams of golden bow,
Bow song sings and arrows go.

The archer puts
The halves together
Of the bow. Oh!
The Bow Divine!

Warmtide! Mattekars turn to fall!
Bow! The Bow! The bow is all!
Take the stance, line up the mark
Arrow races to the heart.

Then the archer
Braids the string
For the bow. Oh!
The Bow Divine!

Tho' Eve'song calls the end of day
One more monster he must slay.
Master Jojii brings the might,
The dragon's strength for one more fight.

Oil the string!
Alchemist oils the string
For this bow. Oh!
This Bow Divine!

Gloaming's moons rise swift and bright
Guiding archer with their light.
To the Serac Vault he travels
For this last of golden battles.

Get the skill
To string the bow.
This bow. Oh!
This Bow Divine!

Darktide duels in dungeons deep.
Fearless archer revenant reaps!
Mattekars, lugians all the quarry
On this quest for guts and glory.

Fletcher carve,
Carve the handle
For the bow. Oh!
For The Bow Divine!

Foredawn girds the island land,
Rapture clasps the sleeping man.
Dreaming of the bow divine
Mighty stave and arrows fine.

-Fair Ellen

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I asked the people sending screenshots to include a full description of their pics and to remember to include their name, patron's name and level. The email accompanying this one was short and sweet, although I'm *sure* there's more of a story there. ;-)

Subject: SS for the Elder family Bio :-P
from Dark Onslaught, level 74

Elder.

hehehehehe.