House Bazhir

House Bazhir was founded by Marishka Bazhir, six years ago when she arrived in Sanctuary. This house is founded as a House by those who have more to offer then just physical prowess. This is a House that understands and uses knowledge as power not simply physical power. It is a House that not only welcomes warriors, but has a vested interest in historians, storytellers, bards, spies and crafters. Those in the House that are active warriors have the ability per contract, to offer aid and services to another House..

House Leader

Marishka

House Members

TKWhisper, Charlie/Jael, VirgleHermit and Craeton.

How to contact us

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Events

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Current Status

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Lore

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Membership Target

This house has a broad membership target. This House is open for not only those who want to participate in RPCSS, but for those who don't as well. It gives an opening for those who want to be crafters, bards and such to have the support of a House. It is very much an all inclusive House that doesn't focus primarily on race, or skill set. They are more focused on their members in ways to further the abilities that their members come with.

Story

Marishka leaned back in her chair, dropping her quill in a bottle of ink. She looked over the large piles of scrolls on her desk with a weary eye. She reached down and picked up the scroll, blowing air upon the ink to dry it, before inspecting it for any errors. It seemed to be well done, so she rose, and moved to one of the many bookshelves in the room. She placed it on the shelf, and turned back towards her desk.

There was much to do, much to be written..many to meet with. It was all, indeed, tedious. Even for someone as long lived as she. She leaned back against the bookcase, wondering what was next on her agenda of things to be done for the day.

She wanted a library. A place where those could write and store books, song books, anything that their hearts desired. Perhaps she'd grown a little soft in her old age, but perhaps it was for the best. The House's armies would need to eventually be dispatched, and a table would need to be held for it as well.

She moved back to her desk and sat, smoothing the folds of her skirt out. Once settled, she grabbed for a blank scroll, and started to write out a summons. They would need to hold a meeting, and soon to decide the fate of the House. Things were mostly done in a democratic way, but in a few instances, her word was final.

She wrote out several summons, and attached her seal upon it, before setting they too, aside to be sent later. She rose, and walked across the room to an open door, stepping out onto a balcony, looking down across the courtyard. The night air was filled with conversation, the clashing of swords, and somewhere, someone was playing a lute.