Qeynos – City of Light and Hope? More like City of Drunkenness and Racism. Norrath Post-Intelligencer – Qeynos Edition Graystone Yard, Qeynos – Qeynos is the city of love and understanding; a safe-haven for those recovering from the shattering of the world. “They say the city is built on a strong platform of virtue and justice, but I’ve walked around those streets and I just don’t see any of it.†Says former Freeport citizen Darok Korad. He isn’t the only person who has noticed this either. Several other citizens, who wished to remain anonymous, say that ever since they entered the city they have been mistreated and jeered at. “We left Freeport to avoid evil and prosecution! This is supposed to be a place where everyone is accepted!†Darok, who was picked up out of the Sea of Mists by a passing cargo hauler, was first taken to the city of Freeport, due to his Tier’Dal ancestry. Once there, he was re-united with his twin brother Korad, and they decided together that they were going to leave the muddy filth of Freeport and head to Qeynos, where the streets were said to be ‘paved in gold’. Upon arriving, the twins were put through brutal challenges, which included weeks spent homeless outside the city walls while they were forced to single-handedly cripple the ranks of the hated Gnoll population of Antonica. “We had to kill a whole bunch of those buggers.†Remarked Darok, “They told us it would prove our loyalty to the good city.†This turned out to be only half of the truth: “When we finally got into the city, and into a cramped inn-room in Graystone, a giant man standing right outside our door heckled us to no end.†The man he speaks of is a Barbarian citizen named Haggard Talontear, who seems to reside in the Inn at Graystone yard. Whenever Mr. Talontear sees a Tier’Dal, he bellows loudly at them, saying things such as “Haha! What color does a dark elf bleed, care to tell?†To the twins, this is not the kind of welcome that they were expecting from a city that considers themselves ‘good.’ Unfortunately for Darok, Korad and other refugees from Freeport, Talontear is not the only person in Qeynos who is offended by races different than their own. Some even call for the guards to remove the Tier’Dal from the city, simply because their coloration is slightly different than that of the Koada’Dal. “It seems that the only people nice to us, are the ones that want something from us.†Remarked Darok, and it appears that he is right. There are some people spread out through the city who are willing to talk to Tier’Dal, but only to request that they run out into the continent and slaughter some innocent creature living there. Upon return after completing these crimes, the Tier’Dal have committed murder for a citizen whose soul is still clean, but whose enemy is dead. In return for these deeds, the citizen grants the poor Tier’Dal a very unsubstantial amount of copper, or a useless item to clutter their already cramped living space. “I ran all over the city, trying to do a good deed for somebody else, and in return he gave me an old dirty wooden bucket.†Unfortunately the streets of this fair city are very hostile to some, whose only crime is being born into a race uncommon in Qeynos. Imagine running down the street on a bright sunny day and having people yell at you from all sides, saying “The Feir’Dal will not let this traitor of the elven race reside within these city walls!†and “The twisted children of Innoruuk hath no place amongst the good!†and “I don’t like elves in general, but a dark-skinned one I loathe more than any of them combined.†These citizens were so rude, that they even requested that I print their names along with their words, to “help get [their] point across to a larger audience.†“The only people who I can tolerate are the drunks, and they’re everywhere.†The people to whom Darok refers are staggering around the city in alarming numbers. In every part of the city there is at least one person so intoxicated that when hailed responds simply, “Ooh I don’t feel so good.†Alcohol is distributed freely throughout the city, with no limits or age restrictions. One sad individual wandering the docks in Qeynos harbor has even picked up the nickname ‘Tipsy Tina.’ The inn at Graystone harbor is a disaster; pieces of broken furniture lie strewn about the lower floor, having been among the victims of drunken brawls. “If Freeport invades, Qeynos doesn’t have a chance.†Says Darok, “Nobody in Freeport is controlled by alcohol, everybody is keen and ready to strike, even when they’re sleeping. They have to be in order to survive.†At least one Qeynos figurehead offers sound advice. Priest Ian Turner of the Temple of Light in North Qeynos preaches understanding and harmony to his congregation; “Raise not your hand in judgment of others†Turner says, “for one day they may be your salvation.†Perhaps soon a few citizens of Qeynos will take this to heart. Melchior reports for the Norrath P-I
“We left Freeport to avoid evil and prosecution! This is supposed to be a place where everyone is accepted!†There you go....they are obviously criminals...no wonder they aren't wanted. Me? I left to avoid persecution.
Be it persecution or prosecution...me thinks you leave Freeport because you are weak. One day the true rulers of Norrath will be knocking on Qeynos' door...
Come to Freeport, the city of opportunity! Don't bother with two-faced goodie two shoes who'd rahter spit on you as soon as look at you, make them scared witless of your might and they will give you respect!
Ahh but my Kerra blood does boil when I hear such filth from the mouths of Freeport scum. I truly apologize for the pain my fellow Qeynos citizens may have caused you, but you are more than welcome here by many. I for one do not discriminate against those of another race, why in fact I myself have befriended a dark elf who had come to Qeynos to avoid the filth of Freeport. Those in Freeport who feel like Qeynos is filled with weak citizens, can come to me and I shall show them just how weak my sword on the side of their head really is!
First off...Iksar are ugly so you don't get to rule anything.. Second the day you and you're flunkies knock on Qeynos's door will be yer last.. True rulers of Norrath..Pfft.
I also left Freeport to serve on the side of right. I am insulted right and left by the people that I want to help. I just don't understand it.
Interesting Post indeed. You sound a great deal like another who 'reported' on various incidents around the old world of Norrathe. Any relation I wonder.
Very good post indeed. Though it makes me wonder why you would have given up the harsh but grand luxory that our esteemed Overlord Lucan gives us? Yes, one can say the people of Freeport are scum and rude, but nothing is more satisfying that spending some time bashing their head in with a hammer. Ah ... Though a great post! Love to hear more if you make them.
Let me see if I get this straight. A pair of Tier'dal were complaining about their lack of a friendly reception in Qeynos? Maybe a background question is in order. Were they raised by wolves, owlbears, snakes or some other slightly less pernicious and dangerous creatures than tier'dal? It was my understanding that dark elves ingest their dogma of hatred, treachery, and racial superiority with their mothers' milk. What sort of dual head injury did these two innocent lambs suffer that they lack the sheer perfidiousness of every last one of their racial kin? Could it be, possibly, that there is an ever-so-slight chance that Darok and Karod have truly undergone a regeneration of the spirit? Sure, and the Iksar might one day take over someplace other than a pile of ruined stones carved from a jungle heck. Or could they possibly be agents provocateur sent by the foul Overlord, or by some other faction of their inveterably evil race, to destabilize Qeynos with their incessant complaints about the universal unfairness of treating someone known to be a specialist in deception and falsity as a specialist in deception and falsity? You be the judge, Qeynos. For me, I say the only good tier'dal is a dead tier'dal. It's the only way you can be sure they won't stab you in the back. Even then, given their skills in the disgusting art of necromancy, they're not always safe. Chofaki, shaman of the Kerra people Nettleville Unrest Server.
The Overlord warned you about the deceitful and vain people of Qeynos! But your decision has been made, and you will suffer a painful death along with the rest of those insolent dogs! Theres nothing more satisfying than a Qeynosian bloodbath. Destruction is my pleasure............
Ultimate freedom lies in the power to kill and in Freeport, it is that power that rules all. The Overlord keeps order and crushes sedition amongst his subjects with an iron fist. If it were not for the Overlord, Freeport would disintegrate amongst warring races of Ogres, Trolls, Tier'Dal, Iksars, you name it. In order to prevent bloodshed, authority must be imposed and fatal consequences must be established. Qeynos is different because the Queen's subjects are already sheep and are treated as if they are sheep. The day of reckoning will come and all bounties of the world will belong to Freeport.
Aye. My poor little Ratonga, "Wish", got told "Keep your hands in your pockets and go back to the sewers where you belong." 500 gnolls and a 30 minute confession only to have some backwoods elf give me a slap every time I walk past him. Great post. Keep up the awesome work.
IC: If you betray your home city, what do you expect! Pah some people! I say all traitors should be trialed in the court of law with the penalty of death! OOC: Nice post, was a good read
That's what they get for leaving where they are accepted - the word "Free" is in Freeport for a reason. It was bad enough when the Mages in South Qeynos said that a Halfling had no business learning the Arcane arts. "Go be a druid." I was told - but I remained persistent and received the training that I required. And when I express a slight interest in the Necromantic studies, with an aim to contact the spirits of my loved ones who had died in the years following the Shattering? "We cannot allow you to pursue this line of research - it is foul and forbidden! Come, be a sheep and learn the 'cleaner' study of Elementalism." I said No, and turned eastward. Toward the rising sun and hope. Freeport gave me what I wanted. Freeport showed me that they would not limit my studies because of my heritage! Sure, I get hassled often (by some twisted strand of fate, I was assigned to housing in Big Bend, where the threat of being eaten is a daily occurance), but what do you expect from a city built by the strong? Go to Qeynos if you want lollipops and dasies - at least the ones that their trollop "queen" will allow you to have. Freeport will only become stronger with every weakling that makes the trip west. Better you die in Nektulous than make it there and live as a slave. Nathan Tinydude Halfling Necromancer **This has been a paid advertisement for the "I love Overlord Lucan Fan Club." Any unauthorized use of this ad will result in disembowelment and becoming a troll's Din-Dins. Have a nice day.**
Curses, foiled again... Message Edited by gitkikka on 02-24-2005 03:51 PM Message Edited by gitkikka on 02-24-2005 03:52 PM
