Scribbles from The Old Journal

“Scribbles from The Old Journal” is the storyline of Oakerd Arkoden, and his life, which is all laid out in the official stoneworks discord. This page only acts as an archive for the stories

Entry #1
* Scribbles from the old journal pt.1*

** Descent into insanity**

* Oakerd rested on the mighty Aesingar Peak, jotting something down in his journal - an old, torn, and yellowing paper purchased in a Tortugan flea market many years ago. Maybe the only reminder of his humble beginnings.

This man is not who he once had been. No longer a mighty warrior, but instead a brittle old man with the last pieces of his decency and sanity already deteriorating.

All this money, the admiration, the respect that Oakerd had once praised so much, was now too little to satisfy his ever growing needs. Some could say that greed was taking the best of him. And this was the general belief among his fellow townsfolk, who had been in anticipation of Oaken’s, Oakerd’s only son’s, rise to the throne.

No industry in Celtenn was enough to fund the man’s ambitious projects. Right behind him, on the same Aesingar Peak, cranes have been lifting tonnes of stone for weeks now, in preparation for Oakerd’s biggest and most lavish whim - the New Arymond Castle.

So, Celtenn’s leader turned to banditry - something a man in his seventies should have never even though about. Oakerd, however, was not fazed by death.

Not even with a shiny blade, held close up to his throat.

Not even with a bow, aimed to pierce his heart.

Not even with the fate of an entire city at his hands.*

** You can only call this behavior foolish**