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Quest for a Forgotten Aide
by Kaida Tanili
After receiving instructions from Xanth, Maximus Mills is well on his way to starting out on his quest. So far he's been able to gather a pretty strong group and with the task at hand it looks like he'll need it. First to be asked, and the first to join, was the Nymph Matriarch Castalia. Soon after, Red Dragon Zephyr Cairbre came into Max's hospital wing with weapon supplies and joined the quest. Then on a trip to the Cozy Cafe, Max was able to talk with Gold Dragon Daoine Sidheanta who, after Max discreetly mentioned all he could at the time, was able to visit Max in his hospital wing and soon after she agreed to join as well. Gathering the only other human Max deemed worthy a fighter, Elise Theiroe, he also got his fifth and final quester, Nymphadora Makani. All in all it seems like a decent sized group. Although the Nymphs wont be able to leave the dimension, the two humans and two dragons will venture into the unknown to do Xanth's bidding. Only time can tell whether or not they will be successful in this mission.
Everyone's a Journalist
by Chenoan Cirocco
The new introduction of Elysian Journals has taken Elysia by storm. With the offer of rather large sums of money as well as the opportunity to lay out all your thoughts and feelings, who wouldn't want one? Sanura Chandler was one of the first to make a journal entry. Soon after, many prominent Elysians started to follow the trend and get their thoughts all down on paper.
The journals consist of a map with all of your past and present locations, a friend/enemy tracker so you can jot down all those names of people you've met, and a time line so you can record important dates in your life, such as the day you beat the Scorpion King or when you opened your very first store.
So what're you waiting for? Go make one and start writing!
Editorial
To Chenoan: If you had to choose between being an Aide or being with Dora, what would it be?
Dora hands down. She doesn't blackmail me, force me to quit jobs I love, to do ones I hate, punish me for things that I couldn't help, or lie to me. Not to mention the fact that I love her.
Weekly Feature
Kaida's Revenge, Part 2
by Kaida Tanili
My thoughts were so far gone; my actions became nothing more that basic instinct. Without realizing, I began to tread through a deep mud, the chunks clung to my body. My pure white coat was now almost completely covered in the thick, disgusting, brown gunck, save for a few patches on my back. Struggling to break free from the sinking mud, I fell through to the other side, and pushed myself even harder to find them. Suddenly, I heard it. The rustling of bushes; the breaking of twigs. Only a human could be that loud. Only a human could find a way to attract that much attention to themselves.
Crouching low to the ground, I snuck as close as I could get. Through the dense brush, I could clearly see the three hunters. They’d decided to stop, and set up camp. One began working on the fire, the other… My voice nearly brroke the silence of the forest as my choked sob nearly tore free from my mouth. Not more than a few yards in front of me, I found myself staring into my own mother’s eyes. Her white coat, one she’d always spent so much time keeping clean, making sure I did the same, was hanging beside, stained. A hunter began tending to her, and I had to look away. My eyes welled up, and I felt the sting of tears about to break free, but in the distance was the third hunter. He had made his way away from the group, probably to fetch water. Hardening my heart yet again, I turned from the others, and slowly began to stalk him.
He was easy to follow. Loud; clumsy. I would barely even consider him a threat, but this wasn’t about danger. This… This was about revenge. And like they always say… revenge is best served cold. As he made his way toward the stream, the very stream my mother and I frequented, I followed. But unlike before, I followed… noisily. I wanted to be heard. I wanted his heart to pound so hard in his chest; he’d die from a heart attack before I could even get to him. Purposefully stepping on a rather large stick with my paw, it made a loud crack.
“Who’s there?” I heard him call out.
Digging as deep as I could, a low growl erupted from my throat. Its vibrations bounced off every tree, making me seem bigger than what I was in actuality. His posture clearly showed he’d heard it when his breathing grew more intense and his footing faltered. Sprawling to the ground, I saw him reach for his waist. Apparently, he’d forgotten his weapon, whatever it may have been. As he lay on the ground, trying to scramble to his feet, I erupted into a loud roar; flinging myself into the nearest tree in an attempt to make it shake. If it worked, I didn’t pay attention, because whatever had occurred had scared the hunter onto his feet. Of course, like the idiot humans are, he ran away from camp and further into the woods.
As I followed him my breathing increased with every step I took. Soon I came to realize that my paws wouldn’t get a chance to cause damage. Seeing the cliff up ahead, the hunter slowed to a stop. He looked around him, spinning in each direction, trying to see not only where I was coming from, but where he could go. I slowed my running to a stop, and climbed a nearby fallen tree. Approaching him from above, sharp snorts of breath came from my nose, and the sound of my claws digging into the wood filled the air. The hunter in front of me stared wide eyed into the darkness of the thick forest. He’d backed up to the edge of the cliff, the rushing water of the river beside him cascading down to the valley below. Without hesitation, I let loose a loud roar, mixed with a human scream, and flung myself from the tree to the hunter. His shock and freight displayed on his face bore into my eyes as he flung himself backward, falling to his death beside the raging falls. I edged my way to the ledge, and watched him fall; his screams drowned out buy the rushing water. It took mere seconds, but it seemed like forever, probably more so to him. Finally, his body hit the rocks below. When the water beside him changed color, I turned away. There were still two left.
Employment Agency
Public Relations
Help spread the word about Elysia by travelling the world wide web in search of roleplay sites just like ours. Read their rules and follow ours as you give them a link to EF and one of our buttons, and pass on their details so we can link to them.
Responsibilities
+Advertising the Elysian Fields
Salary
You'll be paid $20 per week with a bonus of $50 for every successful affiliation.
How to Apply
Please send applications to Xanth's Secretary.
Calling all artists!
Wouldn't it be great if we could actually see Xanth's Temple? Or the Fae Tree, or the marketplace? Wouldn't it be amazing to see what an imp really looks like, or how big the Scorpion King was?
As much as the Elysian Fields is based off our members imaginations, it would be really cool if we could create a visual aspect for the site. And that's where you come in.
We're looking for:
+ landscapes, including city and rural scapes
+ humanoid beings
+ non-humanoid creatures for the bestiary
+ miscellaneous items and scenes
If you sign up, you'll be given a description to work from and the rest is up to you. ^__^
Salary
Further details to be given to the artists hired. Payment to be arranged per piece. Please be aware that we do have requirements and you'll need to be able to take instruction. ^__~
How to Apply
If you think you can help, please send examples of your art (minimum of three pieces) to Xanth's Secretary and wait to hear from us. ^^
Assistant Editor
The Chronicles is looking for a new assistant editor to work alongside Chenoan.
Responsibilities
+ Oversee the features team
+ Ensure the paper is printed on time
+ Make sure deadlines are adhered to
+ Proofread features and edit where necessary
+ Check links and sources
+ Accept submissions of tips and features
+ Write headline stories
+ Pay salaries for regular staff
+ Pay for submissions from freelancers
This is an out of character job for the most part so we will be hiring based on the following factors:
+ Good English
+ Ability to work in a team or alone
+ Good imagination
+ Time to do all of the above
+ Good knowledge of what's happening around Elysia
Salary
$100 per week to be paid by Chenoan.
How to Apply
In your application please include the following:
+ Your real name or alias (not your character's name)
+ Apply from the character account you wish the salary to be paid to should you get the job
+ Please include a portfolio of headline stories (minimum of three, please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).
Please PM questions and applications to Chenoanthank you.
Feature Artist & Journalist
The Chronicles is also looking for new writers and artists for the weekly features section.
Responsibilities
+ Submit at least one feature per month
+ Adhere to any deadlines
+ Follow the editors' guidance
+ Check all facts before writing
+ Check links and sources
+ Write at least one headline story per week
Skills
+ Good English or Art
+ Ability to proof your own work
+ Good imagination
+ Time to do all of the above
+ Good knowledge of what's happening around Elysia
+ Ability to take constructive criticism
Salary
Feature staff are paid $50 per feature submission by Chenoan and $15 per submitted headline story.
How to Apply
In your application please include a portfolio (minimum of two features, please check the Chronicles archives for an idea of what we're after).
Please PM questions and applications to Chenoan, thank you.
