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1  Organization and General Discussions / General Santharian Discussions / Re: Teaser movie music on: 19 May 2004, 11:47:00

hmm, ok, tht sounds interesting

As soon as I get my hands on the new Cubase I'll give it a shot And if it dosent fit the movie, maybe you could use it to some other purpose or something

** he who does not fight and runs away, can run away another day **

2  Organization and General Discussions / General Santharian Discussions / Re: Teaser movie music on: 14 May 2004, 04:36:00

hmm, okiaye. I can play that one on piano and I'm a musician soo... but did you mean that one should "re-arrange" Terras theme, or that one should make another song which fits to the movie

3  Organization and General Discussions / General Santharian Discussions / Teaser movie music on: 13 May 2004, 15:23:00

Hey there!  I just saw the teaser movie and it was really nice. I'm just wondering though, why use the midi version of "Terras theme"?

** he who does not fight and runs away, can run away another day **

4  Santharian World Development / The Santharian Library / Re: Editted by yours truely on: 09 November 2005, 19:26:00
Ah, thank you m'Lady!

oh, hm.. what a bummer! I took the town of Azhorhria for granted.. but luckily its no tthat hard to fix.. I'll get on it soon!

As for the mage - he's a little in between (or at least that was my original plan). He would be nothing but a myth, but a myth well known in Aeruillin. I was thinking that maybe the cholians told stories of a dark figure drawing the fish from the water, while the Hjoria had tales about ghost causing sandstorms when seen, etc.. what goes through your brain while reading this?



And slowly we come to realise
Its all as it should be
You can only do so much
If you game enough
You could place your trust in me
All the love of life
There's a trade on
We could loose it all
But we'll go down fighting...

5  Santharian World Development / The Santharian Library / Re: The Story of Ank on: 12 October 2005, 16:58:00
hmm, I guess you forgot to paste it? thanks for doing it anyways

The woman in the sea is a tale told to youth to interrest them in fishing Maybe it wasen't that easy to see.. one more thing to ponder upon! Its hard to read you own work from anothers point of view..



And slowly we come to realise
Its all as it should be
You can only do so much
If you game enough
You could place your trust in me
All the love of life
There's a trade on
We could loose it all
But we'll go down fighting...

6  Santharian World Development / The Santharian Library / The Story of Ank on: 12 October 2005, 12:18:00
This is a story I've been working on lately. Its not yet finished, or maybe I should say its still in its early stages. The rythm has to be more refined, and there might be grammatical errors hiding amongst the words. I would appreciate comments concerning anything at all.. constructive or destructive, its up to you!

 Any ways, here goes:

Ank Crumble - A man of little vision


                                         
The whole thing began in a cottage on a shore
A woman cried and her husband swore
With all gold spent on a boat that sunk
They both went mad, and they both got drunk

Night turned to day, thus forgotten was the past
So little they knew about their dream fulfilled at last
As time struggled on, they followed with haste
Their hopes grew bigger, and so did her waist

Then one night none but few got to sleep
For something had woken the Goddess of the deep
And so a child, as ugly as can be
Was born in a fishy little cottage near the sea

As years passed on by, he grew up on that shore
And old men oft taught him the fisherman's lore
But this little child did not mind what he learned
So the teachers grew weary and non less concerned

Before he could rebel they made up a plan
To make this young rascal a cunning young man
For no one had ever stood up to their tribe
In this case they needed to grant him a bribe

They promised him fortune and a lady so fair
That people she talked to would crumble in despair
This Lady was trapped in the depths of the sea
And fishing was meant as a way to set her free

But young as he was, around eighteen or so
He didn't mind ladies that deep down below
Instead he'd go strolling about upon land
For tired he grew of the fish and the sand

And further away he would go every day
The villagers saw this but could nothing say
In the end he would only return for the fish
For he would not last if he gave up that dish

His dad who so often awaited his son
Discovered one day that his son was undone
The young man had not come to eat for a week
And everyone knew that this drained their physique

Thus life carried on in the village on shore
But two of the town folk were happy no more
The son had by chance gotten lost in the heat
And caught himself walking on weary old feet

Away from the water, across a strange land
He walked and he withered, unable to stand
While waiting for nothing the desert grew cold
He lied there and watched all the stars oh so old

How long he had been there he knew not himself
But rescued he was by a traveling elf
This strange looking fellow belonged in the sand
And didn't mind lending a strong helping hand

He gave him some fruit that he'd searched for and found
And took him some place not too widely renowned
The town was Azhorhria, and there he found peace
Until lack of the fish meat struck hard, like disease

His hearing grew duller, his strength went away
His body was shaking and colors turned gray
His stomach went ill but he wanted to eat
He'd rather bear with it than admitting defeat

Then one day the elf left, and without knowing why
They gave him a goat and then told him goodbye
The truth was that they could not care for his health
For Azhorhrian people were men of small wealth

So into the desert he walked once again
But this time awaiting the rare desert rain
The rain clouds would grant him chance to survive
Until his old town folk could watch him arrive

So anxious he was, to see his old home
But desserts are tricky, and way off he'd roam
This young man's adventure was guided by fate
And home coming parties were ever to wait

The goat gave him milk, and meat when it died
But lonely it left him. "So lonely!" he cried
Depression was clearing its way in his mind
He realized life is a mess to unwind

Though lonely he made it out, all safe and sound
And came to a place where no sand could be found
Instead there was plains and large barrens ahead
The land looked all stagnant and filled him with dread

The only thing present was darkness and fear
The air was as thick as the night sky was clear
Ahead lay a tower alone in the dark
The entrance a withered, powerful arc

His only one chance would be in that dark place
Salvation or doom lay in front of his face
So towards it he went, away from the world
The wind started blowing, and in he was hurled

The room was not big, with old books all around
It seemed like a lifetime of work on the ground
The walls, full of candles was blazing with light
But all of the candles were yet to ignite

Amidst all the books, a figure stood tall
An eminent wizard superior to all
His posture majestic, like high kings of old
His eyes held a secret too large to unfold

"Behold!" said the wizard and gazed at the boy
"I am your savior, named Vincent Maloy!
I drew from the sand dunes my likeness in youth
In order to teach you a powerful truth"

"You are chosen to see what no other have seen
For people of old found it wicked and obscene
Those people were fools, and still are today
I fought them so bravely but they sent me away"

"In here I've been living while centuries passed
Back then they could win but now all are surpassed
I've studied magic to destroy and oppose
And taught my self spells that no other man knows"

"In Ximax, that horrible place in Xaramon
they linger in fear of the dark and unknown
But here, little child, you will learn my ideal
I know, little friend, what your body conceal"

"To young ones like you the Jakécha brings life
And should one neglect that you head toward strife
But I, the grand master Vincent Maloy
Have found us a way to turn pain into joy"

"Up here I keep knowledge to heal and obscure
And down under ground many caves to explore
So stay here, my child, don't walk out that door
Just stay here, my friend, and you'll live ever more"

Of course he was scared, but still taken by awe
Like hungry old beggars, both broken and brave
Since ever so lonely, he stayed in the den
From this day and on, he'd never fear again

The training would differ from simple to hard
With focus on skills, not on earning regard
To master a part of all elements lore
Was the truth that the wizard had spoke of before

Thus year after year he matured inside
but knowledge of and power replaced love and pride
He practiced on wanderers far from their homes
with spells that no wizard should keep in their tomes

When the moon rose above the oft walked in the night
To gather what's needed to mass produce blight
For the brewing and making of potions and gas
Was also important in Vincent’s one class

But time ticked away, too fast they would say
The apprentice grew old and he suffered decay
"Away you must go!" master Vincent exclaimed
"To subdue every man till the whole world is tamed"

Through land, over water and fiery skies
He walked very far, in his havoc disguise
Some people who saw him would sleep ever more
While others were tricked into plotting for war

He focused on making observers forget
To make them grow weary, insane or upset
This way he could travel to towns all around
Without being chased like the villains renowned

But life took its toll, and ambition grew small
The drugs that he used made things hard to recall
He settled in Horth at the age of fifty-eight
His body was aged, and no longer stood straight

He started to drink as a cure against dreaming
Of children in fights and their families screaming
When sober he knew how to make it come true
But weakened by time he had a changed point of view

At night he would stroll in the streets as he pondered
Most people stayed out of his way while he wandered
But he often got laughed at as he'd stagger and stumble
And mostly by children - they called him "Old Crumble"
"










And slowly we come to realise
Its all as it should be
You can only do so much
If you game enough
You could place your trust in me
All the love of life
There's a trade on
We could loose it all
But we'll go down fighting...

Edited by: Soil Fang at: 10/29/05 3:41
7  Santharian World Development / The Santharian Library / Re: Singing the Senses - a poem of love play on: 23 October 2005, 04:18:00
I see you'r not a masterbard for nothing! It has a very nice sophisticated feeling to it, and I simply adore it



And slowly we come to realise
Its all as it should be
You can only do so much
If you game enough
You could place your trust in me
All the love of life
There's a trade on
We could loose it all
But we'll go down fighting...

Edited by: Soil Fang at: 10/22/05 12:39
8  Santharian World Development / The Santharian Library / Re: Bright Morning Light on: 07 June 2005, 17:02:00
Its nice, very nice. I could go about complaining on the rythm.. but I won't since I think its good too I'm too tired to grasp the plot but at least I can see that it beautifully written.. a poetic poem indeed.



And slowly we come to realise
Its all as it should be
You can only do so much
If you game enough
You could place your trust in me
All the love of life
There's a trade on
We could loose it all
But we'll go down fighting...

9  Santharian World Development / The Santharian Library / A poem for the living on: 19 December 2004, 17:46:00
Written deep down in the valleys of my bed. The clock was since long past midnight and tired as I was all those thoughts came flowing and.. ya.. heres a story about a boy who just lost his grandpa.



There comes a certain time in life,
when even Peace Pine leaves will fall.

We reach a certain point in life,
when Ava's dream will cease to be
at all.


Time was never meant to last.
Time is time, not the future or the past.

We walk a certain path in life,
which darkens on the way.

There is a certain quest in life,
from which we cannot be led astray.

For time is not the future.
Time is not the past.
Time is time, and it was never meant to last.

I knew a certain man one time,
whose last leaf soon would fall.

I knew a certain happy man,
always answering to my call.

But like time he's not the future.
Like time he's not the past.
Like Grothar's wind he keeps on blowing
And the memories will last.

I know this certain thing which is,
and always will remain.

And thats the warmth and love he gave,
to lessen others' pain

Time is not important.
Time that does not last.
Time was not important
For time is not the past.

I knew a certain sick old man.
To sick for Nehtor's cure.

He walked on stiffened limbs in life.
A life hard to endure.

And slowly I shall realize,
I have much more than I need.
An old mans life has faded.
but left a shiny seed.

Now all his leaves have fallen,
and will be kept inside of me.
He is here to stay forever,
As a part of my own tree.


And slowly we come to realise
Its all as it should be
You can only do so much
If you game enought
You could place your trust in me
All the love of life
There's a trade on
We could loose it all
But we'll go down fighting...

Edited by: Soil Fang at: 4/17/05 22:19
10  Santharian World Development / The Santharian Library / Re: Dance with Dalireen on: 06 April 2004, 13:17:00
oh boi.. luci, I'm taken by your song! You have a lovley voice indeed, and the melody is all smooth and nice..! *wish I could write songs like this* The only think I reacted on was the ending tone.. shouldnt it end on a D since its written in D? =d (dunno how familliar you are with "music-language", but still.. ^^) as it is now I think it ends with a E#m. ending on the basic tone gives what I would like to call a calm, satisfying ending ^^

.... but thats not important since there's no right or wrong in music! I really really like it, and to be honest I wish you were here so I could take you to a studio and make a proper recording and with instruments and everything

hope to hear more of you ;)

(or maybe i IS anding on a D.. maybe its the note before which is confusing me O___o)

Edited by: Soil Fang at: 4/5/04 21:24
11  Santharian World Development / The Santharian Library / A tale about an Oak on: 08 April 2004, 00:30:00
One day, a seed there was
So small it seemd, oh would it ever start to grow?
But the sun shone and helped the seed
As did the earth, the water and a heavy plow

One day, a seed there was
Still small and weak, its was a dreadful strife
But the rain fell, and it sprung a root
It had started to grow, oh so full of life

One day, the seed was gone
A tree there stood, though short and thin
It grew and grew, and turned into an Oak
So beautiful and pure, all free from sin

One day, The Oak was old
That day had come, when the Oak was cut
It twisted and turned as the timberman worked
But the Oak was killed, and turned into a hut

One day, a hut there were
And in it lived a man who sat and wrote a book
Its paper made of Oak, so beautiful and pure
Then winter came along and the old mans life it took

One day, a book there were
A book about grief to since long gone friends
A book about an Oak that fell an autumn eve
"Forgive me! Forgive me!" thats how the story ends

Edited by: Soil Fang at: 4/7/04 17:18
12  Organization and General Discussions / Newbie Information, Joining Requests and Recruitment / Re: Aeruillin business on: 12 October 2005, 04:21:00
I'll get right on it!



And slowly we come to realise
Its all as it should be
You can only do so much
If you game enough
You could place your trust in me
All the love of life
There's a trade on
We could loose it all
But we'll go down fighting...

13  Organization and General Discussions / Newbie Information, Joining Requests and Recruitment / Aeruillin business on: 11 October 2005, 16:05:00
Hey there! I got some.. alot of.. stuff, that I would like to discuss with Artemis.. come out, come out where ever you are! They are all somewhat connected to developing parts of Aerullin so I figured she's the one to talk to?



And slowly we come to realise
Its all as it should be
You can only do so much
If you game enough
You could place your trust in me
All the love of life
There's a trade on
We could loose it all
But we'll go down fighting...

14  Organization and General Discussions / Newbie Information, Joining Requests and Recruitment / Re: Its ok to join? on: 20 April 2004, 12:03:00
thank you Talia!

ah, okey, I'll make sure to read them carefully!
Yeah, I know about the measurement part and so on, I'we been rp'ing here for awhile now so I'm starting to adept ^^

And as for the looks and behavior and such of the beings of this world I'm using what you people have written as reference, so it should be no problem . About that Drasil tree, one thing I found, which may as well be nothing but a misunderstanding from my side, is that the Drasil are created by sprouting a seed into a young Drasil, but since the egg needs to come before the chicken..? Though, as I said, I haven't done my homework, so I'll stay put and do it properly next time.. and this is probably too deep water for lil' me who are trying to learn how to swim..

oki! Off I go then, to find something to write about.. a little plant maybe for a starter?
Thanks!

** he who does not fight and runs away, can run away another day **

Edited by: Soil Fang at: 4/19/04 20:09
15  Organization and General Discussions / Newbie Information, Joining Requests and Recruitment / Re: Its ok to join? on: 20 April 2004, 07:15:00
hmm, I think I'll give this another try Sorry about that Drasil thing, I didn't do any proper research on them, the though of editing them just popped up in my head..

Anyways, I paid a visit to Lochnivars thread, and, well.. what should I say? I got some role playing experince since I'we been playing DnD - Chronopia and a pretty huge swedish rpg called Eon.

I'll be happy to do what is needed though I dont know by which standards you judge the entries fitting or not (is there somewhere one can check this out, or do you just learn the guidelines by asking?)

** he who does not fight and runs away, can run away another day **

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