Confessions of a Blasphemous Prophet
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09-12-2006, 06:48 PM,
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RE: Hammering out the details
Cool, cool, cool. Be interesting to see how you adjust yer text. I'll base a final edit on whatever you come up with - though I will pm you to make sure that all accords. Will look forward to your mystery of ST Jiub (who apparently writes his autobiography form the grave? )
As for grammar and spelling - never trust a spellchecker as you would have to adjust the language to their standards, and I don't think they have word processing in Tamriel... Plus, I edited a Razorwing special about two wood thieves and on returning to re-read my final draft several months later discovered a couple of small errors that had crept in. We don't offer perfection - we just try to push things a tiny bit closer to it. - re the CT vs their mystery rivals - suggest that you pm KuKulzA about the Camona Tong and Balmora before you start - he is always a fount of ideas - even though you clearly have your own! Thing is there may be some inter-factional stuff that KKA has not yet pinned down or published that could add an extra dimension. It seems you want these to publish on the mainland so they will act as a teaser for Vvardenfell - whatever the Lore ends up as... given that they relate directly and unavoidably to Vvardenfell...
Because loyalty is not to be spoken of and honour is to be endured. Whilst courage is to be survived. These virtues belong to silence.
Steven Erikson. But, if one man does nothing can he be said to be good? raggidman |
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09-13-2006, 02:55 PM,
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I contributed a couple ideas to the Comonna Tong of Vvardenfell thread that may make it into the game (mainly the idea of the PC taking back Balmora for the CT) if they make it in, my book will be obsolete for this mod--no big deal. I'm just enjoy the chance to write w/o having the pressure to have to get it done.
As for: Quote:Will look forward to your mystery of ST Jiub (who apparently writes his autobiography form the grave? Wink ) Its not an autobiography, its the offical "Life and Times" published by the temple and written by one of their scribes. Jiub even references it in his confessions (showing the first edition came out before his death) when he states that he "can't really remember the lies." It was their way of sweeping his real past out of the way, or at least what he claims as his real past. And who said anything about him having a grave? You can't bury what you can't find.
"Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy."
F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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09-13-2006, 06:55 PM,
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:lol: The PC taking back Balmora fo rthe CT - you gotta love what that will do to Hlaalu supremacy with the CT (who have to be absolute enemies of the Empire-loving Hlaalu modernists) and the Hlaalu grip on Vvardenfell as a whole.
Maybe it was the following that made me think that this was written by ST Jiub hisself - in a badly battered and somewhat enemic state of health? Quote:[Composed on soiled parchments and in the margins of other works; written in dirt, grease, and blood] Also if they wanted to sweep his real past out of the way why is this story so critical of the Temple's servants and their methods? are they really so sophisticated as to depict him as a fake in order to establish his veracity? Very puzzling... As for deadlines, if you feel pushed on anything then I will just polish up whatever we have to date (assuming you are happy with that) and you can continue at your leisure, so that your ideas can be offered up as ammendments later. Natch what actually is in the mod and any changes are up to Razorwing and co... :eek: If there is no one to see the grave in the wilderness does it still exist?
Because loyalty is not to be spoken of and honour is to be endured. Whilst courage is to be survived. These virtues belong to silence.
Steven Erikson. But, if one man does nothing can he be said to be good? raggidman |
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09-14-2006, 01:32 AM,
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Ahhh, I see what caused the confusion. My choice of words was very poor.
"Confessions of a Blasphemous Prophet" is written by Jiub. My intent was to have the reader imagine Jiub, knowing he was going to be forced to lead the crusade for Ald'ruhn, decides to write a confession in hopes that someone will find it and learn the truth. I must have been successful because that is what you believed until I screwed it up with later descriptions. I have also been working on an additional/suplementary text, "The Life and Times of an Honored Saint" This will not be written by Jiub (I currently plan for it to be written by Nalosi Alari, an Ordinator) and will be the "Almsivi Approved" censored version of his life. The first adition of this text was written before Jiub wrote his confession. After Ald'ruhn, the temple issued a new, 2nd edition that includes an epilogue detailing the saint's death defeating the Daedra. I am not sure if or when I will finish it, its not holding my interest right now and is not essential for the story I am telling. A third part to my tale of Jiub is a bare-bones sketch for an in-game quest. My plan is for the PC to recieve clues and directions to different artifacts relevant to Jiub from a NPC (possibly a temple official). During the course of your exploration you will find Jiub's confession. Further clues lead you to the plane of Oblivion where you discover...well lets leave it at that. Hope this clears up any confusion on my or your part. :eek:
"Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy."
F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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09-14-2006, 10:11 AM,
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Now that does make sense in terms of what you have shown so far - smoothly planned.
Must say I like your name for the Ordinator too. Do you want this to start on the mainland and move to Vvardenfell at some point? Or is this intended to move between the Mainland and Oblivion solely?
Because loyalty is not to be spoken of and honour is to be endured. Whilst courage is to be survived. These virtues belong to silence.
Steven Erikson. But, if one man does nothing can he be said to be good? raggidman |
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09-19-2006, 04:19 AM,
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Edit: To answer your previous post;
I am hoping to have any quest involve Vvardenfell, although I would not be against it spreading off the island. Second, I wish I could take credit for the name "Nelosi Alari" but he was actually an ordinator who could be found hanging around the temple of vivec (I chose him because he was one of the few ordinators who would readily talk to you.) Anyway, I finished my editing of the confessions, I am unsure whether or not I should post it here, this thread is long enough already. Here is the opening section of the temple's biography of St. Jiub: ---------------- The Modern Life and Times of an Honored Saint (2nd Edition) By Nalosi Alari (Forward and Epilogue by Lord Helseth of Morrowind) Forward I have been given the honor of recording the words of Lord Helseth, maythe Almsivi bless him, on this inauspicious occasion. Though our land -Yet, even the whole of Tamriel - cries out with the lamentations for those who fell driving back the Daedra, Helseth wishes to remind us that to each mer there is a higher calling. In no way was this made more tangible than in the sacrifices and devotion shown in the late servant of the Almsivi, Saint Jiub. What follows is the tale of a soul who?s devotion transcended the shackles and fears inherent to the flesh and mind. A mer who, by the Grace of the Ever-living Gods, joined his ancestors while defying those demons of Oblivion. Jiub?s lessons and prophesies, drawn from the mouths of our beloved Almsivi, are teachings that must be preserved and passed on to future generations. To that end, Lord Helseth recognizes this volume as the official study on the life and works of the venerated Saint Jiub. Three gods, one true faith. (From the spoken words of the wise, Lord Helseth as dutifully recorded by his faithful servant, Ferri Sar.) The Old Mer On the streets of Necrom, under the grace of the Almsivi and our hallowed ancestors, hobbled a mer of such advanced age that even the tips of his ears had begun to wrinkle under the wear of years. His weakened muscles, used up in younger days when he would sludge through muck to harvest his meager crop of saltrice, strained to carry his hoveled frame across the stones of the holy city. The faithful Ordinator who guarded the way inquired as to his desired destination, to which the soul responded simply, ?The catacombs.? The Ordinator offered to deliver the winnowed mer to the depths himself, for fear that the ancient dunmer would become a permanent resident of that city of our ancestors. On the journey down, he explained his reason for coming to Necrom. ?My wife and I used to come here, to watch the remains of a day spent off the top of the temple. My second child drowned in a river when he was little. My oldest boy was killed by bandits while coming back from town, somehow I made it home. Then my wife got sick. Now I?m by myself. I couldn?t afford to bring any of them to be buried here, but I still come back every now and then to leave an offering and to watch the sunset. The way the light filters down, in colors I never even seen before, makes me think.? ?I?ve had a rough life,? he said, gasping his way back up the steps, his simple token sitting on the cold floor below. ?I outlived the rest of my family and no cures have helped numb my aching back. But all things considered, it was fair. I can?t blame the Gods for what happened; any one who can make the sun do that,? he observed as he limped down the street, ?every dusk, and different each time, will always have my devotion.? As I watched that mer make his way out of the city, I was touched by his faith. Mer of his sort seem to be growing rarer, and their devotion to the Almsivi should be venerated as much as any ancestor. As I returned to my post I was reminded of another mer, who suffered all the worst fates that flesh is inherent to, but remained strong in his love for the Almsivi. This is the tale of the prophet of the Living Gods, and now martyr of our temple, Saint Jiub. A Slave It seems that all great mer must suffer within their own time before they may achieve that which they were meant to do. Some wised mer have suggested that this is no coincidence, that it is the will of our ancestors to separate those that are weak and unworthy of power from the few who are chosen. In his time before sainthood, and even after, misfortune has never been far removed from the world that Jiub knew. Jiub was born in the far south of Morrowind. He did not often recall his youth, it is doubtful that it would have been easy for him to do so. His parents were poor farmers who were often seen at the temple and who faithfully served the Great House Dres. Life was not easy among the fields and swamps, and many mer were forced into a life of vagrancy and begging. But the young Jiub and his family were generous with what meager possessions they had gathered. They paid penance at the temple and gave whatever food they could to those unfortunates on their door step. The kindness shown by this poor family was not to be answered in turn. A gang of bandits, to all appearances simple beggars, appeared at the pitiful farm one night. Upon being presented with simple food and drink, they pulled sharp knifes from under their cloaks and slaughtered the kindly family. The only one spared was the young Jiub; he returned from the field to find his family gone and, what little wealth they possessed, pilfered. Jiub once told me that he had learned to forgive the attackers for these transgressions, though his gorge still rose at the cruelty. He believed that the Almsivi would punish those responsible and that it is the task of the common people to live in accordance with the temple?s doctrines. The farm?s debts had to be paid and his family had to be properly buried, but Jiub had money for neither. He chose a life of servitude to ensure that their ghosts would rest easily. Industrious even as a youth, Jiub toiled even into adulthood. It is doubtful that any of his former owners would recall the young mer who had tended their crops or cared for their beasts. --------------- Finally, I have part of the Jiub quest squared away. Given a flyer on the streets of Ebonheart, you are directed to talk with the official agent of the Imperial Scholarly Board's Morrowind branch. After making it to the back corner of a warehouse (or some other out of the way place) you find a Breton named Wallace Brim surrounded by piles of papers and books. He is surprised to see someone answer his job listing and is more than willing to quickly put you to work, his resources are stretched painfully thin, he swears the Imperial Guard Guild is purposefully ignoring him. ?With all the trouble in Cyrodil, I would have expected the grant money to dry up; but last month another stipend arrives from the Imperial City. I knew it was my duty to perceiver-- at least until they realize their error.? He is very interested in cataloging the lives and activities of the Temple's saints, especially the apparent gaps in the official records. The quests that follow start off with you recording the lives of several saints but your study faulters once Wallace notices several contridictions in the life of St. Jiub. "Curiouser and curiouser. We must delve deeper, much deeper. I want you to give this your full attention, I will give you all the resources I have at my disposal. Its probably nothing. Or it may mean something, which is...something." From here on you search for the truth about Jiub, including a trip to High Fane, burial crypts and even Oblivion. I have a bare outline set up but am working on the logisitcs, lore and dialogue. I'm assuming it would be a good idea to find out if KuKulza and the Vvardenfell team would be interested in adding it to their mod (conversely, I may try and create it myself once they release their final version) Now that I'm thinking such, it would probably be a good idea to post a request on the Vvar. forum. Everybody, feel free to add your criticisms, ideas, and gripes-- But no kudos, my egos big enough already.
"Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy."
F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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09-19-2006, 09:52 AM,
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Great News, don't worry about the length of this thread, stuff can be moved if required. All the space here is to help people work together, so make yourself at home! - offers Joe Venice choice of smoking cap, cigar and brandy with deep leather armchair or tea and scones at a table on the lawn under the willow tree...
Because loyalty is not to be spoken of and honour is to be endured. Whilst courage is to be survived. These virtues belong to silence.
Steven Erikson. But, if one man does nothing can he be said to be good? raggidman |
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09-21-2006, 02:18 AM,
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Gentlemen...Behold!
Quote:Confessions of a Blasphemous Prophet Edits in Red, any future edits by me will be edited into this post. I have also finished part of the dialogue for the discovery of the confessions; Quote:You hear rumors of a prisoner (?Mo?Kafii?) being removed from the High Fane. He has been labeled as crazy and preaching heretical doctrines. The rumor is accompanied by a pamphlet listing his beliefs and qualms; one is relevant to Jiub (Plainly titled ?The Saint Jiub??) Each temple official will turn you away upon requesting an interview, stating he has been undergoing treatment and is now fine. After completing a favor for one ambitious inquisitors, you are given access to the High Fane to meet with the prisoner.
"Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy."
F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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09-21-2006, 07:01 PM,
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:lol: I see you have your own ideas. I have scanned a couple of paras and cannot decide if wrought in armour is allowable poetic license... hmmm... :thinks: ... :goodjob: so far so good!
Because loyalty is not to be spoken of and honour is to be endured. Whilst courage is to be survived. These virtues belong to silence.
Steven Erikson. But, if one man does nothing can he be said to be good? raggidman |
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02-02-2008, 02:15 AM,
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It took me several times to read it all the way through but it was well worth it. Great story and my only complaint is that I am not up to par on the lore enriched in this piece. Homework I have and thank you for this enchanting tale into my favorite saint of Vvardenfell.
BTW what is the name of the demon/goddess who approaches Jiub? N'spr doesn't seem to bring up anything in the Elder Scrolls lore, but maybe you just made her up for the story.
:banana: <(It's peanut-butter jelly time!)
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