Rigwald Topic /10
| NPC | Name |
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| Rigwald's Charge | "Today, clansmen, my sword is my voice!" - Rigwald, at the Battle of Glarryn |
| Rigwald's Curse | I once thought the First Ones were just stories made to scare children. But I've seen what they can do. I've felt it. And now I must live with that terrible knowledge. |
| Rigwald's Quills | The fortunate inscribe their legacy in the pages of history books. The rest of us must leave our mark with our blood or the blood of others. |
| Rigwald's Crest | Within the heart of every man and woman lies the soul of a ferocious beast. If you cannot tame it, embrace it. |
| Rigwald's Savagery | Tear the flesh from the bone. Turn the bone to dust. Scatter the dust to the wind. |
| Rigwald's Command | Fear not death. Turn to him, face him. And smile as he sinks his teeth into the throats of our oppressors. |
| Quill Rain | "The rain of a thousand quills that whittle present into past, life into death." - Rigwald of the Ezomytes |
| Winter's Bounty | As a boy, Rigwald was taught to hunt, Through the first snows of winter, When beasts have gorged their fill, And see nothing but the long slumber ahead. |
| Pagan Geis | "We Ezomytes made promises that this Eternal God would have us break." - Thane Rigwald |
| Mawr Blaidd | Rigwald believed he'd seized great power, but it was the great power that had seized Rigwald |
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| Mawr Blaidd BaseItemTypes | Rigwald believed he'd seized great power, but it was the great power that had seized Rigwald |
| LibraryGaribaldi2 NPCTextAudio | {Book 2: Bloody Flowers} High Templar Voll had Victario entreat Thane Rigwald of Ezomyr, knowing that a poet would fare far better than any politician in rousing the romantic Ezomytes to rebellion. Stirred by Victario's impassioned words, Rigwald mustered his blood-bound clans, and on the 3rd Fiero of Dirivi 1333 IC, took to the fields of Glarryn in open rebellion against Governor Gaius Sentari. Such was the colourful splendour of a thousand tartans and banners that the Ezomyte uprising became known as "The Bloody Flowers' Rebellion". Though Sentari's Gemling legionnaires slew three Ezomytes for every one of their own fallen, the Bloody Flowers won the day through sheer fury-driven courage. Governor Sentari fled to Sarn, only to return in Astrali with reinforcements drawn from the capital, Vastiri and southern garrisons. Little did Sentari know that, by so weakening those forces, he was playing right into Voll's hands. { - Garivaldi, Chronicler to the Empire} |
| LibraryGaribaldi5 NPCTextAudio | {Book 5: The Emperor is dead. Long live the Emperor!} On the last day of Divini 1333 IC, High Templar Voll laid siege to Sarn, his ranks swelled by Ezomyte, Karui and Maraketh rebels under the respective leaderships of Thane Rigwald, Hyrri of Ngamakanui and Sekhema Deshret. Emperor Chitus rallied his freshly minted Gemling Legionnaires and, for a time, looked set to execute an effective defence of the capital. But his efforts were cut short by his closest advisor and friend, Lord Mayor Ondar. During the celebration of the Night of a Thousand Ribbons, Ondar struck Chitus down with blades tainted with the most virulent of poisons. Yet the emperor's inhuman constitution served him to the very last. Taking up his axe, Chitus cleaved Ondar in twain before expiring himself, in a visceral and calamitous display of thaumaturgy. Malachai, Thaumaturge Laureate, and his gemling consort, Lady Dialla, were captured by Victario Nevalius' citizen revolutionaries shortly thereafter. With their leadership either dead or detained, the gemling aristocracy of Sarn had no choice but to offer the city's surrender. Voll and his Army of Purity marched through the gates of the capital and the following day, the High Templar was crowned Emperor Voll the First. { - Garivaldi, Chronicler to the Empire} |
| RigwaldIntroRandom NPCTextAudio | The smell of fear betrays you! |
| RigwaldIntro2 NPCTextAudio | The smell of fear betrays you! |
| RigwaldIntro3 NPCTextAudio | Tonight, I will feast! |
| RigwaldIntro4 NPCTextAudio | Tonight, I will feast! |
| RigwaldIntro5 NPCTextAudio | The hunt begins! |
| RigwaldIntro6 NPCTextAudio | The hunt begins! |
| RigwaldIntro7 NPCTextAudio | The hunt begins! |
| RigwaldIntro8 NPCTextAudio | I smell fresh meat! |
| RigwaldIntro9 NPCTextAudio | I smell fresh meat! |
| RigwaldIntro10 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf hungers! |
| RigwaldIntro11 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf hungers! |
| RigwaldIntro12 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf hungers! |
| RigwaldIntro13 NPCTextAudio | My prey draws near! |
| RigwaldIntro14 NPCTextAudio | My prey draws near! |
| RigwaldIntro15 NPCTextAudio | My prey draws near! |
| RigwaldDeathRandom NPCTextAudio | ...First Ones, remember me. |
| RigwaldDeath2 NPCTextAudio | ...First Ones, remember me. |
| RigwaldDeath3 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf has left me! |
| RigwaldDeath4 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf has left me! |
| RigwaldDeath5 NPCTextAudio | Forgive me, Ezomyr. |
| RigwaldDeath6 NPCTextAudio | Forgive me, Ezomyr. |
| RigwaldDeath7 NPCTextAudio | There is nothing to regret. |
| RigwaldDeath8 NPCTextAudio | There is nothing to regret. |
| RigwaldGlyph1 NPCTextAudio | You can take a wolf from the forest. You can collar him, chain him. You can starve him, beat him until he whimpers and bows down. Yet, is that wolf a dog? Never. A man is only a slave when he allows his heart and mind to be conquered. When he comes to believe that his life is no longer his own. When he chooses to cast his eyes forever to the ground. Like a king that chooses to press his lips to the feet of an emperor. A king that looks to his goblet and his plate, feasting and fattening while his people starve in their own streets. Some might say that I should bear the guilt of regicide. That I killed the King of the Ezomytes. Yes, I served King Skothe his last meal, for I saw no king at that table. I saw a dog. - Rigwald, the Wolven King |
| RigwaldGlyph2 NPCTextAudio | I once believed that a boy's eyes were born pure, clear of cruelty and malice. That it is life that teaches one to hate, to strike out at others through anger and fear. Yet when I looked into the eyes of Gaius Sentari, I found no anger. I found no hatred. I read no tales of injustice inflicted upon youthful innocence. Saw no walls built by suffering and sorrow. Instead, I was regarded as a merchant might regard beasts of burden at a market. By Governor Sentari, my countrymen and I were counted, weighed, and allocated. This man to the mines. This woman to the mills. This child to the streets of Sarn to be worked and flogged until the day his blood would drain into the sewers of that wretched city. And those that resisted, those that asked to be treated as anything other than animals, were skinned and butchered, with an even dozen of their kin. Fear not the man who lusts. Fear not the man who hates. Fear the man who feels nothing at all. - Rigwald, the Wolven King |
| RigwaldGlyph3 NPCTextAudio | The colours and banners of a hundred clans, scattered like the wildflowers of spring across the meadows of Glargarryn. Thousands of men and women, starving, poor, armed with rusted hatchets and hunting bows, looking across that field, with the courage of desperation, at the imperial legion arrayed against them. Soldiers gleaming in bronze and steel. Trained and hardened men. Their polished shields forming a wall of discipline and determination against the advances of my motley rabble. "I sing, I rant, I rave," I said to them, "but today, clansmen, my sword is my voice!" We crashed against that legion like waves upon a cliff. Time and time again they repelled us. The green meadows became brown and red with the mud of toil and the blood of war. Yet what is a slave to do? Suffer the lingering death of mine and mill, or offer the gift of your life to your people in one bright and glorious moment? For the men and women who followed me into battle, the choice was a simple one. Three Ezomytes fell for every Eternal and still the courage of my people tore down that polished wall, severed the strong arm of the Empire with a rusted, woodman's hatchet. Gaius Sentari ran for his wretched life. I called to the Greatwolf to aid me, to give me the scent of that fleeing fox. Though the hunt was swift, I took the time to ensure that Gaius felt some small measure of the suffering he had inflicted before I answered his plea for mercy. - Rigwald, the Wolven King |
| RigwaldGlyph4 NPCTextAudio | I stood with the Army of Purity and looked upon the mighty walls of Sarn. I fought against Chitus and his Gemling aberrations. I watched the strongest of our army, Ezomyte, Maraketh, Karui and Templar, struck down by creatures born of thaumaturgy. It will take more than strong men and women to defeat Chitus, for this is no longer a war of mud and blood. We face monsters, and to defeat them, we need some monsters of our own. Here I stand, amongst these stones. Here I lay my gifts of blood and song, of flesh and fire. Here I call out to the First Ones, beasts of legend, terrors of our dreams. Here I howl to the Greatwolf himself. Should he answer, I am ready to pay the price that I know he will ask. It is no more than a man should do for his family. It is no more than a king should do for his people. - Rigwald, the Wolven King |
| RigwaldGlyph5 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf has come for me. His heart beats within my chest. His tongue lolls within my mouth. His fangs crown my jaw. His eyes rest within my sockets. I do not see Ezomyte and Eternal, king and commoner, master and slave. I see only prey. In the world of street and field, the emperor has fallen. Those who were slaves are now free. In the world of forest and mountain, the First Ones hunt and feed as they have done since the first dawn. No longer will I walk among my people. I will not have their blood on my lips. I will not be their king. I am the King of Wolves now. - Rigwald |
| RigwaldGlyph6 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf has forced me to forget who I was... and has taught me to be so much more. A man becomes a king so that he may protect the people of the day. A man becomes a god so that he may protect the people of all the days to come. And so the endless hunt begins. The fervour of the First Ones remains, bound by the druids into fetishes of tooth and bone, skin and claw. I know where these potent talismans have been strewn. I have their scent. And so the endless hunt begins. I shall pursue the thieves of our ancient heritage. I shall wrest our First Ones from the clutching and the corrupted lest they feed and grow fecund on power not their own. Power I must have, must wield, in the name of all that is Ezomyr to come. And so the endless hunt begins. - Rigwald |
| RigwaldTransformRandom NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf consumes me! |
| RigwaldTransform2 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf consumes me! |
| RigwaldTransform3 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf is here! |
| RigwaldTransform4 NPCTextAudio | The Greatwolf is here! |
| RigwaldTransform5 NPCTextAudio | Flee from the hunger! |
| RigwaldTransform6 NPCTextAudio | Flee from the hunger! |
| RigwaldTransform7 NPCTextAudio | You should run! |
| RigwaldTransform8 NPCTextAudio | You should run! |
| Quill Rain UniqueItems | "The rain of a thousand quills that whittle present into past, life into death." - Rigwald of the Ezomytes |
| Rigwald's Charge UniqueItems | "Today, clansmen, my sword is my voice!" - Rigwald, at the Battle of Glarryn |
| Rigwald's Curse UniqueItems | I once thought the First Ones were just stories made to scare children. But I've seen what they can do. I've felt it. And now I must live with that terrible knowledge. |
| Winter's Bounty UniqueItems | As a boy, Rigwald was taught to hunt, Through the first snows of winter, When beasts have gorged their fill, And see nothing but the long slumber ahead. |
| Rigwald's Quills UniqueItems | The fortunate inscribe their legacy in the pages of history books. The rest of us must leave our mark with our blood or the blood of others. |
| Rigwald's Crest UniqueItems | Within the heart of every man and woman lies the soul of a ferocious beast. If you cannot tame it, embrace it. |
| Rigwald's Savagery UniqueItems | Tear the flesh from the bone. Turn the bone to dust. Scatter the dust to the wind. |
| Rigwald's Command UniqueItems | Fear not death. Turn to him, face him. And smile as he sinks his teeth into the throats of our oppressors. |
| Pagan Geis UniqueItems | "We Ezomytes made promises that this Eternal God would have us break." - Thane Rigwald |