The Arthe Dale Concert and Performing Series/Achrennight/3-27-2004
Achrennight Concert, 3/27/2004, Daerlynn’s Concert Series, Arthe Hollow Inn As transcribed by Mykk Dalys
Date
It has been 375 years, 245 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer. It is the 7th month of Moliko the Balance in the year of the Iron Toad. It is currently summer and it is mid-morning. You feel somewhat certain it's somewhere about the Anlas of Hodierna's Blessing.
The sky above is a bright blue, and free of clouds.
Location
[Arthe Hollow Inn, Common Room] The room is filled with long, low tables and stools, where several people sit eating hearty bowls of Arthe Hollow's popular lamb stew. A large stone fireplace dominates one wall. Daisy Burdock, the inn's cook and waitress, crosses the room carrying a precarious arrangement of bowls and plates. She stops briefly to tease and joke with a regular customer or glance out the window. A sign is posted prominently next to the archway. You also see some wooden stairs, a wooden menuboard, an open doorway, and a polished wooden bar.
Guest List
Achrennight Filanti of Therengia, an Elf
Aeo Sar'Dth-Eliowin-Uthlar, an Elf Bemtecyr Ibbleck, an Elothean Brikmar Bor'Nor of the Zoluren Cavalry, an Elothean Storyteller Cianthales of Elanthia, an Elven Bard Daerlynn Soulmyste of Elanthia, a Human Bard Derivan Hariar, a Human Troubadour Dewsong deRosa, an Elothean Bard Tale Singer Donalisa DeLondra of the Zoluren Infantry, a Prydaen Bard Court Bardess Dreamheart Delaevan of Zoluren, a Human Bard Elenelear Alfirin-tauron of Ilithi, an Elven Bard Elnorn tel'Rhovinion of Ilithi, an Elf Aes-Danai Eoworfinia Galarang of Ratha, a Halfling Bard Vagabond Grimsel de'Lorien, an Elven Bard Guard Guttorm of Elanthia, a Dwarf Iala Taisal, an Elf Joyelle L'Adore of Elanthia, an Elven Ranger Katere, a Human Keresyk Allvar, an Elf Ambassador Ketrianna Der'lebury of Therengia, a Human Cleric Satirist Matrina de'Arville of the Zoluren Cavalry, an Elf Melissande de-Ceisy of M'Riss, a Human Mykk Dalys, a Halfling Najo, a Gnome Commoner Niprud Renwald of Ilithi, an Elf Niteshiver Vodou, a Human Bard Minstrel Nivenya of Elanthia, a Prydaen Bard Soul Reaver Nonomis Moriare of Elanthia, an Elven Cleric Herald Roboson Cateater of the Zoluren Infantry, a Human Lieutenant Sephirin Altruden of the Zoluren Infantry, a Human Bard Shavay Silvamon, an Elothean Guild Leader Silvyrfrost Emiliax, an Elven Bard Doomsayer Siolren Moon'Dance, a Halfling Starlear Lightsheer, an Elf Taljin Sar'Dth-Eliowin-Uthlar, an Elf Tathlenia Sermont, an Elf Tienan Kueizen, a Prydaen Traume of M'Riss, a Rakash Empath Useff Budna-DeMooren of Therengia, an Elf Prince Vorclaf Lasa'Sorvendig, a Human Paladin Commander Xixist Forestwolf of the Zoluren Infantry, a Human Barbarian Opreina Moracul Zoranyl Si'drow, an Elf
Set List
"See the happy moron..." "Lost and alone..." A Song for Nilme Soul Bard Honest Rowan Life's Flame Flames and Hearts The Bantam Cock Mis-conceptions Till I Sleep
Concert
Mykk asks, "So, has Achrennight performed a concert since the original Dreamheart series?" Achrennight says, "Nope" Achrennight winks at Mykk. Mykk says, "Wow." Dreamheart smiles. Mykk says, "See what you started, Dreamheart? The trouble you cause." Dreamheart laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Daerlynn recites:
"Hello, everyone!"
Daerlynn smiles. Mykk says, "Looks like a few Bards dusted their traveling cloaks off to be here."
Daerlynn recites:
"I want to welcome everyone to the 64th Arthe Dale concert!"
Shavay asks, "Sixty-four? Already?" Shavay says, "Where does the time go." Achrennight looks at Shavay and shrugs.
Daerlynn recites:
"Thank you all so much for coming!"
Daerlynn recites:
"Tonight we have a treat!"
Daerlynn recites:
"Aye, I was wandering through Theren and saw this vision of loveliness... and lo and behold, it was our performer tonight!"
Achrennight looks at Daerlynn and blushes.
Achrennight clears her throat, then runs through some notes on a vocal scale. Wow, she sounds good!
Niteshiver exclaims, "wow you sound good!" Useff says, "And what a smile" Useff beams at Achrennight!
Daerlynn recites:
"I would ask that we show the performer tonight all of the respect that we would want shown to us..."
Daerlynn recites:
"Let's hear it all for....."
Daerlynn yells, "Achrennight!!"
Achrennight chuckles.
Achrennight blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.
Achrennight says, "Yes, flattery and drinks do the trick every time"
Niteshiver says, "long live flattery"
Achrennight says, "So, in honor of that, a short little poem"
Achrennight recites:
"See the happy moron,
He doesn't give a damn!
I wish I were a moron--
Ye gods! Perhaps I am!"
Achrennight just blew Daerlynn a kiss.
Achrennight says, "I honestly am not sure where to begin this concert, I usually just sing for fun"
Daerlynn exclaims, "This *is* fun!" Achrennight laughs! Elenelear says to Achrennight, "that's what we're here for " Xixist asks, "Whats funner than this?" Achrennight says, "Fair enough" Xixist grins. Daerlynn says, "... for us, anyway..." Donalisa nods at Daerlynn, obviously agreeing with her views. Daerlynn hums to herself. Dewsong asks, "something to drink to, or make out to?" Dewsong grins. Daisy places some modwyn wine on the bar. Useff points at Dewsong. Grimsel snickers at Dewsong. Useff taps his nose. Daerlynn says, "No make-out songs!!"
Achrennight asks, "Or, a rather embarassing song about myself. Would that be fun?"
Achrennight seems to be waiting for something.
Keresyk says, "I'm sure it will be, Ma'am." Keresyk blushes, the tips of his ears turning a deep shade of red.
Achrennight laughs! Achrennight kisses Keresyk on the nose. Achrennight says to Keresyk, "No need to be formal with me. Gets me nervous"
Keresyk says, "maybe not, Ma'am... but Mom'd box my ears if I weren't."
Achrennight says, "Well, here's a tale.. sorry if it's long winded"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Lost and alone, scared and unknown
This is how I used to be,
But time is proven to change all things
Including me..."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I have wandered far
In my many years,
And all the sights I've seen
Brought me laughter and tears."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"My first days in the bardic guild
Were lonely at best
I knew no one, had no coin
And in my guildhall lay to rest."
Achrennight says, "Ok, so I have a quiet side... no matter what anyone else may tell you."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"A bardess named Brite
Took my hand, a smile on her face.
She gave me much advice
And showed me I had a place."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I grew in the guild
And had many friendships too.
Then a bard named Razic
Took me as his daughter true."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Learning the ways of these realms,
And hunting with family
Filled my life with memories,
And were oft the death of me."
Achrennight says, "And there's one thing I've learned for certain. Itharr's Song and my life seem to parallel... unfortunately for me." Achrennight smirks. Silvyrfrost chortles softly at some secret joke.
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"My first time a'hunting
I learned something too late..
On buying armor when you're young
Be certain to buy a breastplate!"
Achrennight exclaims, "I also learn the hard way, from example. This might also explain my habit for forgetting my armor in a fight!"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Or my first time in snowbeasts
I was the youngest of a pair.
Yet with one 'lucky' blow
I ended up both here.. and there!"
Achrennight exclaims, "That's right, sliced through the middle. At least I already had a paladin there!"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"As for rescue missions
They can be the best,
But running drunk into the Hive
Can lay you, quickly, to rest."
Achrennight says, "It's rather embarassing to send another rescue team for both the original party and yourself. Worse still is the second team being your friends. You never live it down..."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And once I felt I'd gained my feet,
Pleased with all I did possess,
Something I did not see arrived,
The war with the Gorbesh."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Once the war had passed
My wandering feet did fall
On paths far from the realms I knew
And I unable to hear its call."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"So much I had lost
And losing more was my fear
I wandered far and then returned.
What seemed a blur, had been many a year."
Achrennight says, "I needed the time to think. I had so many things change in my life, and I still regret both leaving, and never really saying goodbye."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Many faces I knew were gone
And new ones taken their place.
From the cities I did flee
Seeking quiet, open space."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I felt alone, I felt unknown
So much I'd known was gone.
From place to place I wandered,
My stubborness pushed me on."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"New places had been found,
New places to explore!
Maybe there I could find
Some happiness as once before."
Achrennight exclaims, "Yes, new places, new shops.. The temptation was too great to resist!"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I heard tell of Horse Clan
Out nestled in the grass.
My last thought was "Arzumos?"
And you know what came to pass..."
Achrennight says, "That's right. Dead again. Who would have thought.." Achrennight grins wryly.
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I got back on my feet
And, in disgust, I fled
Then I did meet a Rangah sweet,
And followed where he led."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"After him, I met a lass
Fair of face and voice so true.
Her songs had entranced me
And I knew just what to do."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Between them both I found
My strength to carry on,
To find my friends and family,
And the courage to write this song."
Achrennight curtsies.
Achrennight says, "And, since neither Nilme or Izzit are here to defend themselves tonight" Achrennight grins impishly. Achrennight says, "I wish I could deny that half that song weren't true"
Achrennight says, "Well, while I figure out which fun song to sing, I might as well sing a song written about my daughter Nilme"
Achrennight says, "I really should get around to titling this song.. but here it is. A song for Nilme"
Achrennight quietly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"She was sitting in the guild, quiet and forlorn.
I sat down, smiled and asked her tale.
A tale of sorrow she did weave, like I've heard before,
But only in the ballads from the days of yore."
Achrennight sadly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And in her eyes, I saw hope,
That chased away her fears.
Her song, taken from her heart,
And all her tender years."
Achrennight longingly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"For all her years, she'd been through much.
It made my heart ache and yearn,
To give her something to smile for,
Just like in the ballads from days of yore."
Achrennight wistfully sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And in her eyes, I saw fears,
That brought back memories old.
Her song, I had taken to heart,
And it made me grow bold."
Achrennight tenderly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I offered her a place in my family,
A place in my heart and soul.
She smiled and is alone no more,
Her song became a ballad of days of yore."
Achrennight lovingly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And in her eyes, I see love,
That chased away her strife.
In her I feel naught but pride,
That will last me all my life."
Achrennight gazes down at the floor. Achrennight blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.
Achrennight says, "I just wish I had half her talent in writing songs as she"
Achrennight says, "Maybe this song will answer some of why I'm a bard"
Achrennight says, "This song is entitled Soul Bard"
Achrennight quietly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"One dark night as I wandered down the road to Crossing
Through a forest I made my way
When out of the blackness and the silence of night
A bard's voice began to sing
The sound of that voice, it pierced the dark
And echoed inside my soul
I followed the music through the dark wood
To a clearing where firelight did glow"
Achrennight quietly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"In silence I crept, not a sound did I make
My presence concealed by the trees
I looked 'round the clearing and I spied a strange man
With a harp set upon his knees
From his lips fell the voice which filled my head
And burned itself into my heart"
Achrennight longingly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"The Soul Bard looked into my eyes
The Soul Bard saw into my soul
His music brought tears to my eyes
And left my heart longing for more"
Achrennight quietly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"In his eyes I saw the wisdom of a thousand years
And the knowledge of things yet to come
Then his voice rose again with that echo so sweet
It brought chills down the length of my spine
As the Soul Bard's voice rang out in the night
I closed my eyes to hear"
Achrennight flashes a quick grin at Silvyrfrost.
Achrennight wistfully sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I thought it a dream, so I went on my way
But the Soul Bard lived on in my heart
And now and again when I walk through that wood
I can still hear his song in the dark
I can still see his eyes as they stared into mine
And the fire that burned within
And I know that his music will stay with my soul
Though I may never see him again"
Achrennight longingly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"For the Soul Bard looked into my eyes
The Soul Bard saw into my soul
His music brought tears to my eyes
And left my heart longing for more"
Achrennight sadly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Oh his music brought tears to my eyes
And it left my heart longing for more.... "
Achrennight curtsies. Achrennight blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue. Achrennight curtsies to Vorclaf.
Achrennight says, "Well, this song I was going to save for this concert, but I sang it a bit early"
Achrennight blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.
Achrennight says, "This song is called 'Honest Rowan' and those who've heard it should recognize it"
Achrennight sweetly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Honest Rowan was a hunter
Good as any in the North
But the game were few and scarce
So to the city she set forth."
Achrennight sweetly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Who would have an honest servant?
Till the master that she found,
Till the day that wicked Tymen
To his service had her bound."
Achrennight firmly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"As I see you are a hunter
I command you hunt my foes,
In the streets about the city
In the alleys no one knows."
Achrennight firmly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Village sharp and moneylender
And the high priest I will choose.
Go you forth and do my bidding
By your oath you can't refuse."
Achrennight sweetly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Honest Rowan went a'hunting
Heavy hearted in the night.
She went to the village sharp
And called him boldly forth to fight."
Achrennight sweetly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Proud he came to take her challenge,
Eager striking blow for blow.
Long they fought before the people
Till her blade skill laid him low."
Achrennight angrily sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Wrong you were, you foolish woman,
Dueling so where all could see!
Still you slew the village sharp
And brought no least reproach on me."
Achrennight firmly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Go you then and take the others
Hunt them down from door to door.
Go you hunt, my honest servant,
Hunt them till they all kiss floor."
Achrennight sweetly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Honest Rowan went a'knocking
At the moneylender's gate,
Brought to him the somber message
That his danger would not wait."
Achrennight sweetly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Oh well did he believe her message
So swift he fled from his back door,
Quit the town, forgot his debts
And never came back anymore."
Achrennight angrily sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Wrong you did, you bumbling fool,
To let your prey escape and go!
Still he ceased to trouble me
And left his money even so."
Achrennight darkly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Go and take your final target
This time do not let him flee,
And, as proof of your compliance,
Bring the high priest's head to me."
Achrennight hopelessly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"To the high priest Rowan went
"Oh, Father, my confession take.
I am sent to slay a priest
Bound by an oath I cannot break."
Achrennight matter-of-factly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"What now can an honest servant
Of a wicked master do?
I must bring your head to Tymen,
For my target, sir, is you."
Achrennight sternly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Back so soon my honest servant
With your game bag dragging long.
Have you brought the high priest's head
Or have you once more done me wrong?"
Achrennight folds her arms across her chest.
Achrennight meekly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"No, Messir, I did your bidding
See this bag I bring to you?
Here I have the high priest's head..."
Achrennight mischievously sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And more, I brought his body too!"
Achrennight winks and flashes a sly grin.
Achrennight happily sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Out then sprang the high priest, angry
Hammer drawn, and seeing red.
Three times fast and sure he struck
And shattered wicked Tymen's head."
Achrennight happily sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Go, you're free now, Honest Rowan,
For your service here is done.
Wicked master, honest servant
Take the freedom you have won!"
Achrennight asks, "Did you know that it's rather easy to catch a Ranger?" Achrennight raises an eyebrow. Achrennight winks and flashes Useff a sly grin. Achrennight says to Useff, "Hush you, you know him"
Guttorm asks, "givem a map?" Achrennight grins at Guttorm.
Achrennight says, "Well, I found that a trap is one thing, but you need either good bait, or to stun them"
Achrennight says, "Seems I found a song that stunned at least one Ranger"
Achrennight says, "It did so well that it addled him enough to bond me, of all people"
Achrennight just touched a shadowy black silk handfasting cord adorned with ebony beads carved to resemble a pair of sleek wolves.
Achrennight asks, "I guess, I should sing the song?"
Achrennight says, "It's not a bawdy song, I just happened to be very lucky"
Achrennight gets a fluffy plush firebird from inside her brocade cloak.
Achrennight says, "Seems what I thought a song fitting for my last marriage also gave praise to his goddess"
Achrennight winks.
Achrennight says, "It's called Life's Flame"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"One dark and stormy night,
A fledgling fell from flight
Into a falconer's arms."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Though dead it seemed to be,
The falconer could not see
Any wound to cause such harm."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"The falconer bound it 'round
And laid it on the ground
Then went and built a funeral pyre."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"With the the bandaged bird within,
Soon the flames began to spin,
Tangle up then grow higher."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"From there a phoenix bold,
Rose up of flame and gold,
Twisting about within the air."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Still bound it hung above
And sang of pain and love,
Of magic power both dark and fair."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I'm Life's Flame.
Respect my name.
My fire's red, my heart is gold."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Thy dreams can be,
Believe in me
If you but let my wings unfold."
Achrennight gazes at her firebird.
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Up spoke the falconer's fear,
"There may be danger here,
I cannot let this raptor free.."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"It's words I cannot trust,
It burns with power's lust
And so in turn it could burn me."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"The falconer then moved fast,
And iron shackles cast,
Thus catching up the bird in chains."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Thy fear has boded ill
And bound me 'gainst my will,
Now I must die and rise again."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I'm Life's Flame.
Respect my name.
My fire's red, my heart is gold."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Thy dreams can be,
Believe in me
If you but let my wings unfold."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"The phoneix burned to bright,
It burst upon the night
It's golden breast did flame and flare."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"One flash of fire and then
Came stormy night again
And found the falconer holding air."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"The magic never dies,
In children's hearts it lies.
Pray let them learn from times before."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"From dragon's flame and ire
Can come false phoenix fire
And we will hear the song once more."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I'm Life's Flame.
Respect my name.
My fire's red, my heart is gold."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Thy dreams can be,
Believe in me
If you but let my wings unfold."
Achrennight gives a fluffy plush firebird a hug! Achrennight curtsies.
Dreamheart says, "Wow, that was lovely. No wonder the ranger was caught." Dreamheart beams at Achrennight!
Achrennight says, "Well, I guess the time has come for a rather sad song"
Achrennight says, "Oh, don't worry, I'll only sing this one"
Achrennight gets a dragon-engraved violin from inside her instrument case. Achrennight gets a dragon-engraved bow from inside her instrument case.
Achrennight says, "It just reminds me of my brother who is wandering far away"
Achrennight says, "He was the one who nursed me through every broken heart I had until he wandered away. For him, I sing this song, Flames and Hearts"
Achrennight draws her bow across the strings, a delicate melody flowing from her violin.
Achrennight smiles sadly, weaving her voice around the melancholy melody.
Achrennight sadly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Flames and hearts, hearts on fire
Missing faces burning higher
A candle burns and lovers gone
And survives on hearts of stone"
Achrennight eyes begin to close, one tear rolling down her cheek, as the melody begins to fill with the pain of old wounds of a once shattered heart.
Achrennight longingly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Flames and hearts, hearts and flames
Never more will seem the same
Prices paid for a heavy game
And a yearning heart and flame"
Achrennight bow and fingers dance lightly across her instrument, belying the sense of loss her music envokes.
Achrennight wistfully sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"From here to there, from you to me
Make it like reality
An empty bed a room gone cold
An outstretched hand and none to hold"
Achrennight smiles to herself, the notes of her song trembling softly. With a deep breath, she steadies her hands, her melody almost too quiet to hear.
Achrennight longingly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Flames and hearts, hearts and flames
Never more will seem the same
Prices paid for a heavy game
And a yearning heart and flame"
Achrennight lifts the bow from her violin for a moment, letting the sadness of her voice ring out across the room.
Achrennight sadly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"The coldest hand turns round to spill
Like the sounds of rain on a window sill
Broken ties lie scattered round
Like dead soldiers make no sound"
Achrennight her eyes closed as if looking inward, sways as if lost in her music. The melody, slowly gaining volume and speed, seems to be forged from every wound a heart endured, no matter how small or old.
Achrennight longingly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Flames and hearts, hearts and flames
Never more will seem the same
Prices paid for a heavy game
And a yearning heart and flame"
Achrennight gazes across the room, as if searching for one who is lost. After a moment of searching, she shakes her head, as if accepting her loss.
Achrennight smiles as her eyes flicker across each face gathered, the song of her violin turning from sorrow and loss to triumph colored with many old memories and only a hint of pain.
Achrennight slowly empties her lungs.
Achrennight quietly asks, "With so many here, how can I truly be sad or alone?"
Useff hugs Achrennight, who wraps her arms around Useff with a warm smile.
Niteshiver chants in a bass voice:
"Achren your music is clear as an ancient bell!"
Achrennight just tickled Niteshiver, who laughs and returns the favor.
Achrennight asks Niteshiver, "Was that a request to stop?" Achrennight chuckles.
Niteshiver says, "no it was a plea to go on"
Achrennight laughs!
Keresyk exclaims, "yes, please!" Keresyk asks, "another song?" Silvyrfrost smiles at Keresyk. Keresyk exclaims, "none of yours have stunk, even the sad ones, Ma'am!" Keresyk blushes, the tips of his ears turning a deep shade of red. Keresyk says, "I ... I mean... You've got a wonderful talent, Ma'am. Please sing another."
Achrennight grins at Keresyk.
Achrennight asks, "Well, since I know I've been known for my bawdy songs, shall I sing one of those?"
Achrennight says, "That is, if it won't be too... offensive"
Achrennight says, "Well, this one's an old standby for me. The Bantam Cock"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"He was a fine upstanding bantam cock,
So brisk, and stiff, and spry
With a springy step and a jaunted plume,
And a purposeful look in his eye,
In his little black laughing eye."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And so I took him to the coop and introduced him to
My seventeen wide eyed hens,
And he tooked and he tooked as a hero tooks,
And he bowed them all and then
He up and took them again."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Well then upon the peace of my ducks and geese
He did boldly intrude.
And with glazed eyes and open mouths
They bore it all with fortitude
And a little bit of gratitude."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"He jumped my giggling guinea fowl,
He thrust is attentions upon
My twenty hysterical turkeys
And a visiting migrant swan,
And the bantam thundered on."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"He groped my fantail pigeon doves
And my lily white columbine
And as I was locking up my budgierigar,
He jumped my parrot from behind-
He was sitting my shoulder at the time."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"But all of the sudden, with a gasp and a gulp
He clapped his wings to his head.
He lay flat on his back with his feet in the air,
My bantam cock was dead,
And the vultures circled overhead."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"What a noble beast, what a champion cock,
What a way to live and to die.
But as I dug him a grave to protect his bones
From those hungry buzzards in the sky,
The bantam opened up a sly little eye."
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"He gave me a wink and a terrible grin,
They way that rapists do.
He said, "You see them silly daft buggers up there,
They'll be down in a minute or two,
They'll be down in a minute or two."
Achrennight bobs down and back up in a quick curtsy. Achrennight grins impishly.
Keresyk asks, "Lady Silvyrfrost?" Silvyrfrost quietly says to Keresyk, "Donnae be repeating that one to yer mother." Keresyk asks, "May Lady Achrennight join us for music lessons sometime? Mayhap I could learn a few songs from her?" Silvyrfrost says to Keresyk, "Ask yer mother." Keresyk says, "Deeper sings worsn' that." Melissande says to Keresyk, "Aye but I canna imagine yer mother would like to know ye were there listening." Niteshiver asks, "who is Deeper?" Useff says, "Rum seller on Mer'kresh. Runs a very dangerous bar"
Achrennight asks, "Well, as this is a special treat, one more bawdy song before the final song?"
Achrennight winks at Keresyk.
Achrennight says, "This one is called Mis-conceptions"
Achrennight says to Keresyk, "Again, another one not to repeat to your mother"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I've got a unicorn's horn
In the middle of my forehead
And the antlers of a stag
On either side"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I've got pointed ears
That are something like a deer's
Or something like an elf's
I can't decide"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I've got long green hair
To match my flowing emerald mane
That turns red with the oak trees
Every fall"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"With my goat like eyes
It should come as no surprise
That I've got feathered eyebrows
And that isn't all"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"My mother never talks about that orgy
And I can't really blame her, much although
I'd love to read the guest list for that party
And if there's another one like it, let me know"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Well my vampire's fangs make kissing kind of awkward
Like the set of gills implanted in my neck
But my chest and arms, aren't the least of all my charms
They somehow came out human, what the heck"
Achrennight grins impishly.
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I've got phoenix wings well rooted in my shoulders
And I hope you like legs, 'cause I got four
The furry forward pair, would make a lion stare
Because they end in dragon claws that wreck the floor"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"My mother never talks about that orgy
And I can't really blame her, much although
I'd love to read the guest list for that party
And if there's another one like it, let me know"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I suspect my body's mostly like a centaur's
Though my fur is somewhat tiger like you'll find
And if you'd fear that my legs in front were weird
You should only see the pair that walk behind"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"'Cause they start off looking something like a horse's
But they're covered up with feathers not with hair
And they end in hooves like an antelope's which proves
That there's nothing that the trap it will not bear"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"My mother never talks about that orgy
And I can't really blame her, much although
I'd love to read the guest list for that party
And if there's another one like it, let me know"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"Now my tail is really something very special
Though you wouldn't think so seeing it at all
For it's long and green, like my hair and mane you see
And like them it turns red with every fall"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"But beneath that hair, which is really quite attractive
The stinger of a manticore is hid
So you surely see, when you look at all of me
That I really wish I knew, what Mommy did!"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"My mother never talks about that orgy
And I can't really blame her, much although
I'd love to read the guest list for that party
And if there's another one like it, let me know, 'cause I wanna go
If there's another one like it, let me know!"
Lashes lowered modestly, Achrennight gives a flirtatious smile as she sinks into a graceful curtsy.
Achrennight says, "Ok, I'm sure you all have much better things to do with your time than listen to me sing all night"
Useff says, "No, we really don't"
Mykk says, "Umm, sure, if you like to think so."
Niteshiver says, "we have no lives"
Daerlynn says, "No.. I have nowhere to go, no one to see."
Mykk says, "Plus who knows, we might not hear you perform again for another 20 years or so."
Mykk winks at Achrennight.
Achrennight sticks out her tongue at Mykk and lets loose with a loud, "Thbtbtbt" from her lips!
Silvyrfrost murmurs, "She is going to kill me." Achrennight asks Silvyrfrost, "Sorry?" Keresyk says, "Lady Achrennight, if I'm not listenin' to you sing, then I have to get back to doin' catapult calculations." Silvyrfrost says to Achrennight, "Naething." Keresyk throws Achennight a beseeching look for one more song. Achrennight says to Keresyk, "I'll make you a deal then" Keresyk perks up. Achrennight says to Keresyk, "Don't call me Lady, just call me Achren, like my friends do, and I'll sing at least one more song" Keresyk says, "Yes, Achren Ma'am." Niteshiver says, "The name Achrennight is so brunette and decadent" Nivenya takes a sip of her cider. Keresyk asks, "one more?" Elenelear chortles softly at some secret joke. Eoworfinia chuckles. Donalisa chuckles at Niteshiver. Achrennight nods to Keresyk. Achrennight quietly says, "We'll work on the Ma'am bit next..." Silvyrfrost says to Achrennight, "His mother would have his head if he didnae use "ma'am."" Achrennight sighs. Achrennight nods to Silvyrfrost. Keresyk says, "My mom's got a sharp right, Achren Ma'am. I'd not like to meet it more often than I have to." Tienan says, "from tien's youth, what mom not know, mom not box ears for doing."
Achrennight says, "Well then, the song I saved for last... but only if I get some help with the chorus"
Achrennight says, "This song is called Till I Sleep"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I ll walk this way until I sleep
I ll ride this road until I die
I d take you with me if you d come
It s keeping me alive"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I d talk to those who d put me down
I d listen without prejudice
The only thing I ever owned
Was living deep inside"
A chorus of voices join with Achrennight's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:
"I ll ride this horse into the wind
I ll take you with me when I go
My song is precious can t you see
I ll sing it till I sleep"
A chorus of voices join with Achrennight's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:
"I ll fly with wings that soar above
The land that lies beneath me
The only thing I ever owned
Was living deep inside"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I d walk through hills and glens for those
Who mean the world to me and I
Would rather see you stay than go
But now we must decide"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"I ll ride the surf on board this ship
That takes me o er the foaming sea
Unites me with my family
And those that I d caress"
A chorus of voices join with Achrennight's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:
"I ll ride this horse into the wind
I ll take you with me when I go
My song is precious can t you see
I ll sing it till I sleep"
A chorus of voices join with Achrennight's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:
"I ll fly with wings that soar above
The land that lies beneath me
The only thing I ever owned
Was living deep inside"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"So till I sleep, I ll carry on
So till I die, I ll run along
These lines I drew myself have gone
You know it s only right"
Achrennight sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And when my senses have all gone
And when myself I am alone
I ll count my blessings one by one
And then I ll say goodnight"
A chorus of voices join with Achrennight's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:
"I ll ride this horse into the wind
I ll take you with me when I go
My song is precious can t you see
I ll sing it till I sleep"
A chorus of voices join with Achrennight's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:
"I ll fly with wings that soar above
The land that lies beneath me
The only thing I ever owned
Was living deep inside"
Achrennight sinks into a deep curtsy.
Useff lets out a loud "Huzzah!"
Donalisa lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight!
Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight!
Xixist looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Bemtecyr applauds.
Tathlenia looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Najo lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight!
Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight!
Xixist stands up.
Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight!
Elenelear lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight!
Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight!
Xixist looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Donalisa says, "lovely song"
Aeo lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight!
Brikmar applauds.
Niteshiver exclaims, "bravo!"
Daerlynn looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Silvyrfrost looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Dreamheart looks at Xixist and applauds!
Raising his Arthe Hollow grog to Achrennight, Elnorn gives her a toast.
Raising her mulled sicle cider to Achrennight, Nivenya gives her a toast.
Mykk applauds.
Melissande lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight!
Guttorm looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Donalisa purrs happily in Achrennight's general direction.
Raising her modwyn wine to Achrennight, Elenelear gives her a toast.
Aeo rises to her feet fluidly, like a large, graceful cat.
Sephirin looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Dreamheart looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Raising his Glythtide's Favor to Achrennight, Mykk gives her a toast.
Taljin applauds.
Daerlynn looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Elnorn guzzles down some of his grog and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.
Guttorm nods to Taljin.
Aeo looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Niteshiver looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Silvyrfrost looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Nivenya takes a sip of her cider.
Dreamheart lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight!
Melissande stands up.
Mykk takes a sip of his Favor.
Mykk gasps and chokes as his face takes on a bright reddish hue!
Elenelear takes a sip of her wine.
Dreamheart leans on Xixist.
Sephirin praises Achrennight.
Cianthales looks at Achrennight and applauds!
Taljin rises to his feet fluidly, like a large, graceful cat.
Elenelear takes a sip of her wine.
Tienan lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight!
Xixist smiles at Achrennight.
Melissande lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight!
Keresyk cheers and whoots loudly!!
Xixist nods.
Niteshiver chants in a bass voice:
"You go , Ma'am"
Aeo applauds. Melissande pulls Achrennight to her in a tight hug. Xixist applauds. Taljin lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Brikmar looks at Achrennight and applauds! Dreamheart grins at Niteshiver. Donalisa grins at Niteshiver. Tienan smirks. Eoworfinia laughs at Niteshiver. Sephirin grins. Achrennight pulls Melissande to her in a tight hug.
Daerlynn recites:
"Let's all hear it once more for Achrennight!"
Silvyrfrost applauds. Donalisa lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Najo lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Mykk lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Bemtecyr applauds. Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Elenelear lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Useff lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Cianthales looks at Achrennight and applauds! Niteshiver lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Roboson lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Silvyrfrost lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Brikmar applauds. Dreamheart looks at Achrennight and applauds! Donalisa lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Elnorn lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Tathlenia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Roboson lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Nivenya lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Keresyk stomps both feet and cheers! Taljin looks at Achrennight and applauds! Najo looks at Achrennight and applauds! Tienan looks at Achrennight and applauds! Raising his Elven brandy to Achrennight, Useff gives her a toast. Guttorm lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Dreamheart stands up. Najo lets out a hearty cheer for Achrennight! Useff takes a sip of his brandy. As Useff takes a drink, his eyes cross, then uncross, then re-cross. Finally, they take up residence somewhere in the middle, wobbling slightly. Useff shakes his head and you'd swear you can see faint wisps of steam coming from his ears! Daerlynn beams at Achrennight! Donalisa lets out a hearty cheer for Daerlynn! Achrennight beams at Daerlynn! Taljin applauds. Taljin applauds. Melissande lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Achrennight! Dreamheart begins bouncing up and down like a little kid! Melissande takes a sip of her Favor. Melissande takes a sip of her Favor. Melissande gasps and chokes as her face takes on a bright reddish hue! Dreamheart looks at Achrennight and applauds! Daerlynn looks at Donalisa and blushes. Taljin nods. Melissande guzzles down some of her Favor and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve. Xixist smiles. Ketrianna looks at Achrennight and applauds! Melissande removes a finely engraved platinum tankard from her belt. Melissande flips open the lid on her platinum tankard. Xixist looks at Achrennight and applauds! Melissande raises her tankard, drinking deeply from the dark ale inside. Melissande's eyes widen as she suppresses a cough and a puff of smoke comes out of her nostrils.
Daerlynn recites:
"I want to thank you everyone for coming...."
Donalisa gives Daerlynn a smooch. Taljin snuggles up to Aeo and cradles her in his arms. Aeo smiles at Taljin. Daerlynn gives Donalisa a smooch. Melissande guzzles down some of the ale in her tankard and then smacks her lips and wipes them with the back of one hand. Useff exclaims, "Thank you too!" Taljin pulls Aeo close in a slow, lingering kiss. Brikmar stands up.
Achrennight recites:
"And a round of applause for both Dreamheart and Daerlynn, this is their fault too!"
Niteshiver says, "great concert" Nivenya grins at Daerlynn. Xixist says, "Indeed a wonderful time" Xixist nods to Dreamheart. Daerlynn snuggles up to Donalisa. Dewsong applauds. Silvyrfrost chuckles. Xixist smiles widely Achrennight grins impishly. Dewsong smiles. Eoworfinia laughs! Melissande lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Daerlynn! Brikmar laughs at Achrennight. Donalisa says, "wonderful concert" Najo applauds. Mykk gets an impish expression on his face, and lets out a hearty cheer. Melissande lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Dreamheart! Silvyrfrost looks at Dreamheart and applauds! Raising his Elven brandy to Dreamheart, Useff gives her a toast. Ketrianna chuckles. Roboson exclaims, "ayep!" Raising his Elven brandy to Daerlynn, Useff gives her a toast. Silvyrfrost looks at Daerlynn and applauds! Raising his Glythtide's Favor to Daerlynn, Mykk gives her a toast. Melissande guzzles down some of the ale in her tankard and then smacks her lips and wipes them with the back of one hand. Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Dreamheart! Raising his Glythtide's Favor to Dreamheart, Mykk gives her a toast. Brikmar looks at Dreamheart and applauds! Bemtecyr applauds. Nivenya applauds. Najo exclaims, "I'm inspired!" Achrennight removes a tall pewter tankard from her belt. Eoworfinia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Daerlynn! Brikmar looks at Daerlynn and applauds! Taljin takes his rightful place beside Aeo. Achrennight flips open the lid on her pewter tankard. Ketrianna looks at Dreamheart and applauds! Daerlynn blushes a bright red color. Nivenya snuggles up to Tienan. Taljin lets out a deep sigh of contentment. Keresyk puts his fizz on a polished wooden bar. Raising her pewter tankard to Daerlynn, Achrennight gives her a toast. Cianthales smiles. Aeo beams in loving admiration at Taljin! Keresyk stands up. Ketrianna looks at Daerlynn and applauds! Raising her pewter tankard to Dreamheart, Achrennight gives her a toast. Donalisa lets out a hearty cheer for Najo! Xixist beams at Dreamheart! Silvyrfrost stands up. Keresyk gets a vial of naphtha from inside his thigh bag. Roboson looks at Daerlynn and applauds! Tienan's eyelids droop slightly as he utters a low, affectionate trill at Nivenya. Dreamheart says, "Oh, I know I am inspired." Elnorn casually observes the area. Roboson looks at Dreamheart and applauds! Silvyrfrost glances at Keresyk. Dreamheart leans on Xixist. Najo peers quizzically at Keresyk. Keresyk bows to Achrennight. Melissande gazes at Keresyk. Achrennight raises her tankard, drinking deeply from the mulled wine inside. Donalisa lets out a hearty cheer for Dreamheart! Cianthales grins. Achrennight curtsies to Keresyk. Najo stands up. Keresyk offers Achrennight a vial of naphtha. Guttorm smiles at Cianthales. Xixist takes a seat near Dreamheart. Ketrianna stands up. Xixist smiles at Dreamheart. Daisy places some Burdock's ale on the bar. Bemtecyr bows to Achrennight. Elnorn gets some Burdock's ale from atop a polished wooden bar. Elenelear hugs Achrennight, who wraps her arms around Elenelear with a warm smile. Cianthales stands up. Keresyk says, "I don't have flowers on me, Ma'am..." Bemtecyr just went out. Achrennight accepts Keresyk's naphtha. Najo chuckles. Achrennight chuckles.
Daerlynn recites:
"I want you all to remember how much fun this was, and remember... and encourage.. those bards that want to sing."
Silvyrfrost chuckles. Brikmar begins chortling at Keresyk. Daerlynn smiles. Elenelear says to Achrennight, "so good to hear ye sing again " Elnorn smiles at Daerlynn. Achrennight says, "You know, this will do even better" Donalisa grins at Daerlynn. Achrennight just hugged Keresyk. Eoworfinia chuckles. Keresyk says, "but a vial o' naphtha is about the most valuble thing to me. Much bettern' ol' flowers."
Daerlynn recites:
"Don't let the music ever die."
Melissande teasingly says to Keresyk, "So ye offer a flammable substance instead, good substitute." Elnorn leans on Elenelear. Brikmar gives a muffled laugh. Elnorn takes a sip of his ale. Silvyrfrost grins at Keresyk. Najo nods to Melissande. Achrennight says to Melissande, "Knowing my temper, yes"
Daerlynn recites:
"The next concert is in two weeks... with Obsideon!"
Keresyk nods enthusiastically to Melissande. Achrennight winks at Melissande. Najo says to Achrennight, "excellent concert" Melissande says to Achrennight, "Good fer Pyre." Achrennight puts her naphtha in her brocade cloak. Melissande leans on Achrennight. Melissande grins at Keresyk. Achrennight nods at Melissande, obviously agreeing with her views. Xixist nods to Daerlynn. Eoworfinia gets a fluffy golden bear in a black tunic holding a small lute and pewter tankard from inside her traveler's backpack. Taljin tries to pull Guttorm to his feet, but cannot. Achrennight hugs Najo, getting a smile in return.
Daerlynn recites:
"And then after that ...."
Roboson says, "we been drinkin more flammable stuff all night" Useff takes a sip of his brandy. Dreamheart praises Daerlynn. Elnorn guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve. Keresyk says, "if a gift is somethin' of personal worth and meanin' to the giver..." Taljin tries to pull Guttorm to his feet, but cannot. Mykk stands near Brikmar. Daerlynn points at Eoworfinia. Useff puts his brandy in his libation caddy. Eoworfinia holds up her golden bear, making it wave its paw at Achrennight. Nivenya grins sheepishly. Dreamheart praises Achrennight. Brikmar flashes a quick grin at Achrennight. Aeo holds hands with Guttorm. Taljin smiles. Donalisa purrs happily in Eoworfinia's general direction. Silvyrfrost nods to Keresyk. Daerlynn grins at Eoworfinia. Achrennight nods at Keresyk, obviously agreeing with his views. Guttorm stands up. Brikmar asks Achrennight, "Need flint?" Silvyrfrost rubs Keresyk in a friendly manner. Cianthales smiles. Aeo covers her mouth with her hand. Keresyk says, "a vial of naphtha is about the most meaningful thing I can give anybody, Kinswoman." Eoworfinia holds up her golden bear, making it wave its paw at Daerlynn. Aeo smiles at Guttorm. Achrennight shakes her head at Brikmar. Elnorn guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve. Elenelear nods to Daerlynn. Daerlynn grins at Eoworfinia. Aeo winks. Aeo smiles. Elnorn casually observes the area. Elenelear hugs Daerlynn, who wraps her arms around Elenelear with a warm smile. Aeo waves. Eoworfinia hums to herself. Aeo's group just went out. Daerlynn just hugged Elenelear. Elnorn guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve. Elenelear hugs Achrennight, who wraps her arms around Elenelear with a warm smile. Eoworfinia holds up her golden bear, making it wave its paw at Keresyk. Mykk smiles at Brikmar. Brikmar smiles at Mykk. Achrennight says to Keresyk, "Either that, or a hug" Donalisa just edged a little closer to the Void! Nivenya stands up. Achrennight hugs Elenelear, getting a smile in return. Sephirin grins. Niteshiver says, "that changes ain post adolescence" Achrennight raises her tankard, drinking deeply from the mulled wine inside. Keresyk hugs Achrennight, who wraps her arms around Keresyk with a warm smile. Nivenya curtsies to Achrennight. Niteshiver nods to Keresyk. Xixist smiles. Achrennight just hugged Keresyk. Melissande smiles at Keresyk. Donalisa peers quizzically at Niteshiver. Silvyrfrost shoves futilely at Niteshiver. Achrennight beams at Keresyk! Nivenya says something to Achrennight in Prydaenese. Dewsong stands up. Satirist Matrina's group just arrived. Dewsong smiles. Donalisa asks, "what changes?" Elenelear says to Achrennight, "enjoyed your concert very much I did, ye say ello to Nilme for me, I hope she remembers me" Nivenya says to Achrennight, "Lovely concert. Thank you." Xixist leans on Dreamheart. Silvyrfrost says to Niteshiver, "Donnae be so fast to hurry him to that." Eoworfinia rubs Mykk gently, massaging his muscles. Achrennight says, "I will" Dreamheart says to Mykk, "Mykk, you are one of our guild's most precious treasures, you know. Thank you for all the support through all the years." Eoworfinia babbles incoherently. Achrennight smiles at Elenelear. Eoworfinia brushes back the fuzzy cloth on top of her golden bear's head, but it flops immediately back into place. Elenelear smiles at Achrennight. Nonomis stands near Matrina. Daerlynn gets a small playbill with feathered edges from inside her messenger's satchel. Shavay smiles. Niteshiver sighs. Achrennight beams at Nivenya! Matrina rubs Nonomis gently, massaging his muscles. Xixist smiles at Mykk. Elenelear grins at Matrina. Mykk beams at Dreamheart! Achrennight flips the lid on her pewter tankard closed. Achrennight attaches a tall pewter tankard to her belt. Mykk says, "Wow." Donalisa just hugged Matrina. Mykk says, "Thanks." Elnorn casually observes the area. Elenelear hugs Matrina, getting a smile in return. Silvyrfrost pats Niteshiver on the back. Matrina hugs Elenelear, getting a smile in return. Donalisa hugs Nonomis, getting a smile in return. Matrina hugs Donalisa, who wraps her arms around Matrina with a warm smile. Daerlynn just hugged Matrina. Donalisa nods to Daerlynn. Nivenya just hugged Matrina. Matrina says, "Hello." Nonomis hugs Donalisa, getting a smile in return. Achrennight just hugged Mykk. Elnorn smiles at Matrina. Nonomis beams at Donalisa! Matrina hugs Daerlynn, who wraps her arms around Matrina with a warm smile. Daerlynn holds hands with Donalisa. Niteshiver says, "ok just sing the rooster song" Eoworfinia hugs Mykk, who wraps his arms around Eoworfinia with a warm smile. Matrina just hugged Nivenya. Keresyk bows to Matrina. Melissande snuggles up to Matrina. Nivenya smiles at Matrina. Mykk says, "I don't know what to say to that, but it means a lot to me." Xixist stands up. Daerlynn looks at Donalisa and blushes. Silvyrfrost says to Keresyk, "I suppose ye sho--" Daerlynn stands up. Silvyrfrost gazes at Niteshiver. Matrina curtsies to Keresyk. Mykk hugs Achrennight, getting a smile in return. Tathlenia points at Niteshiver, ruining his hiding place. Nonomis smiles at Keresyk. Achrennight glances at Niteshiver. Tathlenia says, "You don't get away that easy" Silvyrfrost says, "Donnae make me hurt ye." (Matrina hugs whoever she missed.) Xixist grins like an idiot. Donalisa stands up. Silvyrfrost taps a small black leather bullwhip with a gem-encrusted handle that she is wearing. Nivenya tries to pull Tienan to his feet, but cannot. Useff blinks at Silvyrfrost. Matrina leans against a polished wooden bar. Eoworfinia says to Keresyk, "now that you are playing instruments and coming to concerts, I think you should have a bardic bear" Melissande curtsies gracefully to Silvyrfrost. Nivenya giggles. Niteshiver says, "i think now usaef while i am in one piece" Najo blinks at Silvyrfrost. The red ruby on Shavay's forehead flickers, as if a tiny flame has appeared inside. Without so much as a breath of smoke, it is extinguished. Melissande just hugged Keresyk. Dewsong smiles. Tathlenia cowers away from Silvyrfrost! Daerlynn's group wandered into an open doorway. Brikmar raises an eyebrow. Dewsong chuckles. Nonomis grins. Eoworfinia blinks. Roboson moves over to guard Niteshiver. Nonomis chuckles to himself. Nivenya says something to Tienan in Prydaenese. Silvyrfrost asks Keresyk, "I would ye need to be going?" Niteshiver hugs Roboson, who wraps his arms around Niteshiver with a warm smile. Nivenya winks. Silvyrfrost coughs. Eoworfinia offers Keresyk a fluffy golden bear in a black tunic holding a small lute and pewter tankard. Mykk asks, "Sometimes there's a quiet listener in the corner that not everyone knows... and who knows how that person might be inspired at a concert?" Niteshiver glances at Silvyrfrost. Nivenya pulls Tienan to his feet. Mykk casually observes the area. Dewsong smiles. Keresyk asks, "is that what happens if we don't practice our instruments, Lady Silvyrfrost?" Melissande says to Keresyk, "Nice to see ye again kinsman Lord Keresyk. I hope ye continue to be well." Silvyrfrost asks Keresyk, "i would imagine ye need to be going?" Nivenya wraps her arms around Tienan in a loving hug. Elenelear nods to Mykk. Tathlenia asks, "I have been gone from Crossing a while if she's carrying a whip now...how bad are you people?" Achrennight says to Silvyrfrost, "If I am needed at any lesson, please, just send word and I will be here with bells on" Roboson exclaims, "ill take on the women!" Matrina nods to Mykk. Eoworfinia holds up her golden bear, making it wave its paw at Keresyk. Sephirin says to Niteshiver, "Least I'm not the only one she's threatened to kill now" Keresyk accepts Eoworfinia's golden bear. Melissande says to Silvyrfrost, "Mistress, safe paths to ye." Sephirin winks at Niteshiver. Keresyk says, "thank you, Kinswoman." Nivenya giggles at Tathlenia. Tienan says to Keresyk, "tien give hint, nae use bard temper or speek when infront of young masters mother. Best avoid punishment by not making it needed." Niteshiver nods to Sephirin. Eoworfinia grins at Keresyk, her dimples flashing into view. Melissande joins Brikmar's group. Keresyk asks, "for my sister, Eoworfinia?" Brikmar smiles at Keresyk. Dewsong asks, "Elenelear, do you have a moment?" Elenelear grins. Niteshiver says, "very bad tathlenia" Dewsong smiles at Elenelear. Tienan nods politely to Keresyk. Eoworfinia says to Keresyk, "he's more fun than catapults" Ketrianna hugs Melissande, who wraps her arms around Ketrianna with a warm smile. Xixist smiles. A square-cut glacier emerald pulses softly against Nonomis's forehead, making silver and green sparkles dance around his lashes. Ketrianna just hugged Brikmar. Nonomis grins. Eoworfinia nods to Keresyk. Nonomis chuckles. Niteshiver says, "lemme know if ye want a sample" (Melissande hugs everyone she should and some she shouldn't.) Tathlenia nods to Niteshiver. Elenelear says, "if we are not running back to the guild aye Dewson" Keresyk bows to Eoworfinia. Brikmar just hugged Ketrianna. Elenelear coughs. Tathlenia says, "Later perhaps" Ketrianna chuckles at Melissande. Brikmar pulls Melissande towards him! Silvyrfrost chuckles at Achrennight. Brikmar appears to be trying hard not to grin. Dewsong chuckles. Tathlenia begins chortling at Niteshiver. Brikmar's group just went out. Elenelear says, "Dewsong i mean" Achrennight giggles. Niteshiver says, "ok" Keresyk says, "I'll make sure she gets it, Ma'am. " Elnorn comes out of hiding. Daisy places some Burdock's ale on the bar. Elnorn gets some Burdock's ale from atop a polished wooden bar. Elenelear mutters into the air something about about wine. Silvyrfrost says to Achrennight, "I will." Achrennight winks at Silvyrfrost. Elnorn takes a sip of his ale. Nivenya takes a sip of her cider. Elnorn casually observes the area. Achrennight beams at Silvyrfrost! Useff gets a flagon of Therengian red wine from inside his libation caddy. Useff offers Elenelear a flagon of Therengian red wine. Elenelear accepts Useff's Therengian red wine. Eoworfinia says to Keresyk, "I hope she likes it" Xixist smiles at Dreamheart. Elenelear grins at Useff. Useff hums to himself. Dewsong says, "I had trouble getting your instrument's story and description transcribed, thought I might copy it down now if you have time for that" Dewsong smiles. Elenelear says, "thank ya" Achrennight says to Silvyrfrost, "Makes me feel a little more useful than gathering herbs near Theren" Matrina slowly empties her lungs. Elenelear puts her wine in her skin backpack. Nivenya asks Tienan something in Prydaenese. Nivenya angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Tienan. Achrennight hugs Matrina, getting a smile in return. Matrina smiles, revealing dimples in her cheeks. Matrina hugs Achrennight, who wraps her arms around Matrina with a warm smile. Xixist grins at Dreamheart. Tienan asks something in Prydaenese. Keresyk nods to Silvyrfrost. Mykk takes a sip of his Favor. Mykk gasps and chokes as his face takes on a bright reddish hue! Keresyk joins Useff's group. Nivenya says something in Prydaenese. Dreamheart gazes at Xixist. Elenelear says, "oh.. sorry Dewsong, it's in me vault in Shard" Useff nods. Tienan's tail swishes through the air. Xixist smiles at Dreamheart. Nivenya grins. Xixist ponders. Dreamheart hugs Achrennight, getting a smile in return. Tienan swishes his tail through the air. Achrennight hugs Dreamheart, getting a smile in return. Xixist strokes his stubble in thoughtful contemplation. Dewsong chuckles. Dewsong says, "okay" Xixist grins at Dreamheart. Keresyk puts his bear in his short quiver. Nivenya takes a sip of her cider. Useff says, "Shall we then? " Tienan says something in Prydaenese. Elenelear grins at Dewsong. Useff says, "Achrennight, you were wonderful" Dreamheart says to Achrennight, "You were more smashing than I remember." Nivenya takes a sip of her cider. Niteshiver nods to Useff. Tienan says something in Prydaenese. Dreamheart grins at Achrennight. Achrennight hugs Useff, who wraps his arms around Achrennight with a warm smile. Nivenya waves. Useff hugs Achrennight, who wraps her arms around Useff with a warm smile. Tienan waves. Achrennight looks at Dreamheart and blushes. Sephirin grins at Matrina. Elenelear nods to Dewsong. Matrina nods to Sephirin. Xixist says, "Indeed a concert to remember" Niteshiver says, "aye she was...exactly the way i pictured" Xixist nods to Achrennight. Eoworfinia exclaims to Achrennight, "wonderful performance!" Nivenya says, "Farewell and safe paths all." Nivenya smiles. Useff says, "Join up for for the guild" Keresyk nods to Xixist. Achrennight says to Dreamheart, "I try" Tathlenia joins Useff's group. Achrennight joins Useff's group. Dewsong ponders. Xixist smiles. Keresyk says, "Mom'll be sorry she missed it." Matrina ponders. Mykk takes a sip of his Favor. Mykk gasps and chokes as his face takes on a bright reddish hue! Matrina gazes at Silvyrfrost. Dreamheart nods to Keresyk. Xixist nods to Keresyk. Minstrel Nivenya's group just went out. Silvyrfrost nods. Keresyk says, "cause you know... she'll hear about it one way or another." Useff says, "Off we go. Farewell friends" Silvyrfrost nods. Achrennight laughs! Useff waves. Silvyrfrost says, "I know." Dreamheart grins. Silvyrfrost winces. Silvyrfrost sighs. Eoworfinia laughs! Nonomis waves to Useff. Xixist smiles. Sephirin says, "Long as you don't get in trouble. Just blame it on me" Elenelear hugs Dewsong, getting a smile in return. Dreamheart rests her hand on Xixist's arm with a soft smile. Sephirin grins at Keresyk. Useff's group just went out.
Guest Descriptions
Achrennight Filanti of Therengia, an Elf.
She has pointed ears and jade eyes. Her black hair is very long and thick, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has rosy skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a tall pewter tankard, an open front-laced white silk shirt, a delicate ivory collar with a dangling pink heart, a shadowy black silk handfasting cord adorned with ebony beads carved to resemble a pair of sleek wolves, a wooden arrow pendant engraved with a howling wolf, a willow backpack, a tiny nightingale charm, an enticing gypsy skirt of gold and crimson gauze over black gossamer, a beaded crimson silk corset with tightly drawn ivory laces, a pale green spidersilk pouch pinned with a golden phoenix charm, a supple black leather flute pouch, a velvet-lined crimson sack embroidered with a fiery phoenix, a soft gold suede garter with a ruby phoenix buckle, a delicate twisted gold hip-chain, a low-slung leather hip belt, a crimson brocade cloak trimmed with plush white ermine, a lacquered scarlet instrument case painted with golden wrens, a flute-shaped ivory hairpin and some sleek red leather thigh boots laced up the back with steelsilk laces.
Aeo Sar'Dth-Eliowin-Uthlar, an Elf.
She has a heart-shaped face with pouting lips, pointed ears and sparkling leaf-green eyes. Her flaxen-streaked golden hair is long and thick, and is worn in a careless, windblown arrangement. She has tanned skin and a curvaceous figure.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of a white rose encircled by a blood-stained thorny vine on her arm.
She has faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the chest. She is in good shape.
She is wearing an elaborately carved ebony plains bow with pure white owl feathers dangling from the grip, a glacial blue dahlia with frost-tipped petals, a form-fitting doeskin bodice with thin shoulder straps and daring neckline, some tight-fitting black leather pants laced by ties tipped with owl feathers, a soft doeskin tart pouch with thin leather straps, a heavy animite wristcuff clasped with a delicate slide pin joint, a weapon harness stitched with reddish-black Adan'f scales and inset with a single akabo-shaped black opal, a dark suede pack with green leaves embroidered along its edges, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a black leather arm quiver with silver clasps, a bejeweled silver band intricately entwined by very fine emerald vines, a gracefully pointed earcuff of etched animite draped with fine silver chains, a silver and turquoise turtle ring, a crimson velvet captain's coat resplendent with gold braid and polished medals, a pair of beaded knee-high moccasins laced up the side with colored ribbons, a tawny doeskin foraging apron lined with soft white snowbeast fur, some perfect firecat-skin leathers and some perfect goblin-hide gloves.
Bemtecyr Ibbleck, an Elothean.
He has tilted almond-shaped milky blue eyes. His black hair is short and wavy, and is worn pulled up in a topknot. He has pale skin.
He is in his prime for an Elothean.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a crystal charm hung from a fine silver chain, some black robes, a sturdy backpack and some sandals.
Brikmar Bor'Nor of the Zoluren Cavalry, an Elothean.
He has an angular face with slightly pointed ears, tilted almond-shaped amber eyes and a straight nose. His black hair is long and fine, and is worn loose. He has pale skin and a lean build.
He is tall for an Elothean.
He is in his prime for an Elothean.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing thin silver spectacles, a midnight black crossbow, a midnight black crossbow, an albredine crystal ring, an animite ring with an elaborate intaglio detailing a sleeping panther, a blackened steel locket, a gold and diamond cloak clasp bearing the prominent insignia of Vorclaf's Scythe, an exquisitely woven white silk rose with an emerald green stem twined around a platinum seven-pointed star, an ebony spidersilk pouch fastened with a silver lightning charm, a double leather duelist's sword belt, some bronze spurs inlaid with silver gladiolus, a simple pewter charm bracelet, a sigilated platinum ring, a grey herb pouch, a wide cambrinth wristcuff set with three cabochon stones, a narrow cambrinth armband engraved with lightning bolts, a suede gem pouch, a grey quiver, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a Lieutenant's badge, a black spidersilk backpack, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, some blackened chainmail lined with storm grey spidersilk, a silver-inlaid willow spellbook case, a twisted black cord dangling a darkened silver ring engraved with a seven-pointed star, a pair of blue trousers laced up the legs through silver grommets, a full-sleeved black doublet with silver-hemmed slashing revealing a finely woven white linen shirt beneath and a pair of polished black leather knee boots.
Storyteller Cianthales of Elanthia, an Elven Bard.
She has pointed ears and dark eyes. Her golden brown hair is very long and fine, and is worn pulled back in two braids. She has pale skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.
She is holding some peppermint tea in her right hand. She is wearing a white rose, a dark green cotton odaj, some sandals, a blue sapphire faenellica bauble, some bard blue earrings, a calf-length skirt, an herb pouch, some supple hunting leathers, a sturdy tan backpack, a green gem pouch, a leather sheath, a twisted golden armband, a carved pick, an oval shield, a lacquered scarlet instrument case painted with golden wrens and a white gardenia corsage.
Daerlynn Soulmyste of Elanthia, a Human Bard.
She has jade eyes. Her brunette hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn loose, tucked behind her ears. She has pale skin and a lissome figure.
She is in her prime for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a whirling sword dancer with dual blades raised in fierce salute on her leg.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a flagon of mulled wine in her right hand. She is wearing a blackened chain coif with a silvery steel eye-guard, some moss-green falconer's gauntlets, a wide hammered steel choker bearing the insignia of The Black Orchid, a dark grey messenger's satchel reinforced with thick black leather, a copper jadeite gwethdesuan, a silvery buckskin harness, a platinum-edged flute case set with star-shaped diamonds, a black leather skirt with laced seams, a delicate twisted gold hip-chain, a soft ivory silk shirt, a delicate ivory collar with a dangling pink heart, a graceful white hip scarf artfully embroidered and fringed in silver and gold, a cowled green cloak trimmed with leather braiding, some black leather high boots with silver buckles, a carved wren-engraved pick and a silver gilt hauberk.
Derivan Hariar, a Human.
His features are covered by a watered-iron visor masterfully forged in the form of a fierce dragon's snarling visage.
He has a tattoo of a buxom blonde mermaid kissing a bloated fish on his arm.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a broadsword in his right hand. He is wearing a watered-iron visored helm embossed with a striking pattern of scales, a weathered flamewood busking case burned with the images of a phoenix during rebirth, some dark square-framed spectacles, a fringed white silk cape embroidered with golden rays of light piercing through a pall of heavy clouds, a worn wooden tip jar painted with a dancing Dwarf guzzling beer, a felt belt sack crafted from a faded jester's hat, a soft black leather haversack embroidered with a large silver tankard surounded by musical notes, some sleek black leather pants fastened with ornate silver buckles, a diminutive cambrinth heron, a leather reinforced aventail, a finely-woven midnight blue spidersilk tabard emblazoned with the image of a pure white heron standing amidst the reeds of a forboding swamp, a sturdy weapon harness burned with the crest of the Bards' guild, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, some black leather gauntlets with knotwork tooled on the flared cuffs, a set of midnight black leathers stitched with a silver tankard upon the chest, a leather survival belt with tiny blue glass clasps and a black armband embroidered in golden thread with the symbol of the Zoluren Expeditionary Force.
Troubadour Dewsong deRosa, an Elothean Bard.
He has tilted almond-shaped milky blue eyes. His silver hair is shoulder length and thick, and is worn feathered back from his face in a windblown look. He has tanned skin.
He is in his prime for an Elothean.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a shot of spiced rum in his left hand. He is wearing an etched silver medallion, some dark green velvet boots embroidered with twining roses, a spiral silver neithrel band set with small fire opals, a lavender rose, a dew-kissed rose, a delicate crimson rose, a dusky silk rose, a wild red rose, a fragile black diamond rose, a yellow Insanity rose, a delicate pink rosebud, a dark red spidersilk rose with blushing petals, an ivory Captivation rose, a red Dream rose, a deep crimson silk rose embroidered lightly in silver threading, a silver earring in the shape of a shield emblazoned with a heart, a crystal rose pendant, some crimson steel-rimmed spectacles, a brushed bronze rose pin inlaid with silver leaves, a delicate gold rose ring, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a creamy white silk tabard intricately embroidered with a shimmering golden harp, a dusty rose pouch, a faded rose suede vest, a dusty rose cloak, a dew-kissed rose, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a rose quartz anklet, a marqueterie copperleaf locket, a dusty rose pick, an amethyst engagement ring, a narrow jade wedding band inlaid with a twining golden rose, a brass-riveted leather travel pack embroidered with golden lutes and wandering rose vines, a billowing white shirt with pleated ruffs on the collar and cuffs, some rich red pleated wool breeches embroidered with golden lutes and wandering rose vines, an elegant plumed hat, a rose, some chain, a dusty rose bag, a dusty rose harness, a double-wrapped leather sword belt tooled with wandering rose vines, a dusty rose sack, a rich violet velvet instrument case edged with embroidered golden roses, a salmon pink rosebud prism, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a pink enameled rose pin, some darned rose socks, a paper-covered brass button, a hollow ram's horn and a brushed silver flask set with a stained glass mosaic.
Tale Singer Donalisa DeLondra of the Zoluren Infantry, a Prydaen Bard.
She has pointed ears and cat-slitted violet eyes. Her black mane is shoulder length and thick, and is worn loose. She has silver fur with black points with black stripes and a slender tail.
She is young for a Prydaen.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a rich blue silk-covered case, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a fiery scarlet haversack, some onyx worry beads carved to resemble curled panthers, a soft leather thigh pouch embroidered with a shimmering dragon playing a hunting horn, a polished wheel-shaped pendant, a fine chain hauberk painted with multi-colored diamonds, a spiral silver neithrel band set with hematite stones, an ironwood targe, a small black leather bullwhip with a gem-encrusted handle, a glimmering circlet of sweet gardenias entwined with crystal strands, a crystal-beaded scarf of charcoal silk that drapes elegantly around the neck, a furry rabbit's foot hanging from a delicate silver ribbon, a spherical cambrinth earring with a dangling silver disk, a black leather bullwhip, a deep black hooded cloak with a polished silver panther clasp, an elegant white mesh backpack with dangling onyx musical note charms, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a black leather skirt with laced seams, a cured leather sling stitched with musical notes, some ankle-high Elven stalking boots with dangling onyx panther charms, a silver panther-shaped ear whimsey and a Sergeant's badge.
Court Bardess Dreamheart Delaevan of Zoluren, a Human Bard.
She has grey eyes. Her auburn hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn in a simple, loose style. She has fair skin.
She is middle-aged for a Human.
She has a tattoo of faint blue bite marks on her right wrist.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a front-laced bodice of crimson silk adorned with gold star charms, a sleek ebony leather skirt with a gold chain slung low across the hips, some gold sandals, a delicate silver nightingale amulet suspended from a heavy chain, a dark indigo backpack, some grey hunting leathers, a wide platinum charm bracelet, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a slender silver bracelet set with dark red ruby teardrops, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a carved phoenix-painted pick and a garnet rose ring.
Elenelear Alfirin-tauron of Ilithi, an Elven Bard.
She has pointed ears and crystal green eyes. Her honey-streaked auburn hair is very long and wavy, and is worn loose. She has fair skin. She has a conflagration of red and orange flames emblazoned on her face, with showers of white sparks accenting her eyes.
She is young for an Elf.
She has faint scuffing to the head, faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, tiny scratches to the left leg, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the back. She is in good shape.
She is holding some modwyn wine in her right hand. She is wearing a lacquered black ornamental gorget engraved with an amethyst lotus blossom, a whimsical pewter fae charm, some charcoal beaded-deerskin calf-boots, a black velvet tabard emblazoned with a glittering crystal spire rising from a circle of deep purple lotus blossoms, some brushed chain, a forester's bow, a gold and cambrinth bracelet, a silk-lined black and purple surcoat with wide dagged sleeves, a jade ring, an elegant cambrinth-flecked nara'nsria displaying the Prioan Sarien insignia, a braided gold and cambrinth armband inset with onyx, a steel-studded leather arm quiver, some Bardic Spirit Knot earrings, a gypsy kerchief, a wren feather tied to a leather strap, a sky blue thigh quiver embroidered with silvery stars and moons, a silver-edged scabbard, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a snow-white geshiloira flower, a silver-inlaid tankard, a hip pouch, a black firecat skin backpack with knotted gut drawstrings, a slender black leather belt with a polished jet lotus buckle, an amber glass lute-shaped anklet, a slender gold bracelet made from delicate interlocking hearts, some velvet leggings, a dark gem pouch, a carved silver pick and an ordinary shield.
Elnorn tel'Rhovinion of Ilithi, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and amber eyes. His honey hair is very long and fine, and is worn loose. He has fair skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is in good shape.
He is holding some Burdock's ale in his right hand. He is wearing some softly tanned leather archer's gloves, a broad-brimmed black leather hat jauntily pinned up on one side, a large spidersilk sack, a bone wristcuff inlaid with polished cambrinth plates, a curling cambrinth whip suspended from a grey silk cord, a polished copperwood staff crested with a golden bird of prey, a tiger lily, a soft suede foraging apron adorned with carved wooden herb charms, a spidersilk tote, a pair of snug black leather leggings, an exquisite bloodwood foraging basket, an elegant grey lambswool cloak with the hood raised to obscure the face, a grey lambswool scarf wrapped loosely about the lower face and neck, a closely fitted hip-length green suede vest belted at the waistband, an eagle feather tied to a leather strap, a tooled thigh sheath, an elegant spidersilk traveler's backpack, a cross-gartered leather archer's cuff, a tooled leather craftsman's belt with a gold arrowhead buckle, some sturdy black leather boots that lace up the front through gold hooks and grommets, a tooled leather arm quiver, a sling, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a staghorn archer's ring, a sable macrame fletching pouch knotted with carved bone beads and an oak jiranoci gracefully inlaid with multi-hued shells.
Aes-Danai Eoworfinia Galarang of Ratha, a Halfling Bard.
She has mismatched eyes, one crystal blue and one crystal green and dimples. Her blue-black hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has tanned skin.
She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.
She has a tattoo of a fairy ring with dancing Halflings and Gnomes carrying huge tankards on her ankle.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a silvered chain balaclava, some silvered mail gauntlets, a narrow cambrinth ring encircled with translucent midnight blue waves, a moonstone ring, an exquisite nightsilk haversack, a delicate shark tooth ear-frill, a grey gossamer cloak that flows over the shoulders and trails down the back like twilight mist, a crimson leather hip belt fastened with an onyx buckle, some flowing nightsilk robes, an elegant spidersilk traveler's backpack and a black gem pouch.
Vagabond Grimsel de'Lorien, an Elven Bard.
You cannot make out his features with the clothing he is wearing. He has a tattoo of a buxom blonde mermaid kissing a bloated fish on his arm.
He has minor swelling and bruising around the right arm compounded by cuts and bruises about the right arm, minor swelling and bruising around the left arm compounded by cuts and bruises about the left arm, minor swelling and bruising around the right leg compounded by cuts and bruises about the right leg, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen.
He is wearing a forester's crossbow, a dark oak light crossbow with a carved bone stock, an old backpack, a steel-studded weapons belt, a platinum ring, a hooded cloak displaying a shadowy maze pattern and clasped with a tarnished silver spiral, a plush silver rabbit fur robe trimmed with crow feathers and clasped with a spiral of bone and a lightweight mariner's crossbow.
Guard Guttorm of Elanthia, a Dwarf.
He has mismatched eyes, one jade and one silver. His white hair is shoulder length and thick, and is worn arranged in an intricate Elven braid. He has dark skin.
He is young for a Dwarf.
He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a thick beard twisted into three long braids.
He has faint scuffing to the chest. He is in good shape.
He is holding some mulled sicle cider in his right hand. He is wearing an ale-stained oak keg, a nickel-studded shield, a cylindrical backpack crafted to resemble a large tankard, some plate greaves, a white gold eyebrow ring, a silvery white steelsilk swordsman's cloak that sweeps gracefully from shoulder to knee, a braided leather arm quiver, a ruby signet ring, a scale aventail, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a long pouch, some supple leather pants with dark silk bindings, a braided gold armband twined around a soulstone and a soft black leather harness.
Iala Taisal, an Elf.
She has pointed ears and tilted gold eyes. Her auburn hair is short and wavy, and is worn in a tousled, finger-combed style. She has fair skin and a lithe figure.
She is short for an Elf.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a supple hand-tooled black leather backpack, an enchanting moonflower tinted the ever deepening hues of twilight, a silky white blouse, a pair of snug black leather leggings, some white leather sandals with slender golden ankle chains, a kyanite gwethdesuan and a jadeite gwethdesuan.
Joyelle L'Adore of Elanthia, an Elven Ranger.
She has pointed ears and crystal green eyes. Her auburn hair is long and wavy, and is worn tied back. She has fair skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has minor scars across the right eye, minor scars across the left eye.
She is wearing a fragrant sirese bloom, a delicate white starflower, a long-stemmed white tiger lily, a vibrant white rose, a fitted leather coat, an ironwood buckler, a yew longbow, a braided horsehair bracelet, a well-made silver-leucro pouch, an embroidery pouch sloppily embroidered with a Ranger crest pattern in grey thread, a tiny wooden tree pin, a silver leather sheath, a sturdy backpack, a leather thigh quiver embossed with a pair of yellow wolf's eyes, a tarnished fish-shaped pin, an intricate flute-shaped pendant, a thin bronze ring, some fringed leather moccasins tooled down the side with falling acorns and a fitted forest-green dress.
Katere, a Human.
She has dark eyes. Her black hair is very long and straight, and is worn pulled back in two braids. She has pale skin.
She is fairly young for a Human.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a walnut longbow, a black target shield painted with a giant bloodshot eye, a delicate egg-shaped pendant with a small jagged hole chipped into it, a leather reinforced helm, some leathers, a medium case, some black thigh boots, a calf-length skirt, a pewter charm hung from a black leather cord, an ivory charm dangling from a braided leather wristlet, a leather sheath and a canvas backpack.
Keresyk Allvar, an Elf.
He has greyish-green eyes, slightly pointed ears and a fair complextion. His short dark russet has nearly turned to deep auburn and is neatly combed. Although he possesses a strong, sturdy build for an Elf, he moves with the grace associated with that race. He is as clean and well-groomed as you'd expect a boy his age to be.
He is a young adolescent for an Elf.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a Taffelberry fizz in his right hand. He is wearing a hide sling, a soft thigh bag crafted from the finest arzumos fur, a silver amulet, a celpeze-hide jerkin trimmed with caracal fur, a black onyx dagger sheath etched with a silver raven, a rough leather bracer tattooed with a rampant celpeze, some faded green cotton pants, a loose-fitting tan shirt haphazardly tied at the throat with dark leather lacing and a finely-tooled short quiver embossed with seven pointed silver stars.
Ambassador Ketrianna Der'lebury of Therengia, a Human Cleric.
She has a heart-shaped face with thick-lashed emerald eyes and an upturned nose. Her red hair is very long and thick, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has fair skin and a shapely figure.
She is middle-aged for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a pair of hands, one light and one dark, cradling a bridge that spans the two palms on her ankle.
A dim orb of rainbowed light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following her dilligently.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a delicately twisted hairpin of solid animite set with opals, a platinum ring, a great helm, some mail gloves, a grey gossamer cloak that flows over the shoulders and trails down the back like twilight mist, a luxurious midnight green velvet robe edged with ermine, a small black beaded handbag and a pair of soft leather slippers embroidered with a tiny leaf at each toe.
Satirist Matrina de'Arville of the Zoluren Cavalry, an Elf.
She has frown lines around her mouth, pointed ears, thick-lashed moss-green eyes and dimples. Her dark brown-streaked golden hair is long and straight, and is worn arranged in an intricate Elven braid. She has tanned skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of a long dagger clenched in the jaws of a glowering peg-legged pirate on her ankle.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a platinum ring, a spiraling cambrinth ankleband adorned with tiny cow charms, a black herb pouch, a carved crystal pick set with a star sapphire, an ornamental cambrinth gorget dangling a mosaic map overlaid with an ilithi emerald dove, a softly flowing gown of rich ebony spidersilk with a tightly-laced leather bodice, a pair of elegant black leather slippers with crossed straps, a greatsword sheath, a large case adorned with sparkling crystal beads and fluttering gauzy ribbons, a beaded scarf wrapped with one end cascading down the back so that its crystal beads glimmer in the light like stars in a sky of charcoal silk, a Lieutenant's badge, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a smartly tailored scarlet cashmere cavalier's cloak that sweeps gracefully from shoulder to knee, a thigh quiver, a low-slung leather hip belt, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a black thigh pouch, some articulated jousting gauntlets with embossed brass guards, a bright orange albredine ring, a spidersilk traveler's haversack, a silver gilt hauberk, a golden tower shield engraved with the words, "Music may be the last thing you hear!" and a gilt horned balaclava.
Melissande de-Ceisy of M'Riss, a Human.
She has a heart-shaped face with slightly pointed ears and thick-lashed jade eyes. Her honey-streaked auburn hair is very long and curly, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has fair skin.
She is a bit over average height for a Human.
She is in her prime for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a treble clef spiraling down her right thigh, emeralds in the shape of tiny notes decorating an as yet incomplete score. A miniature fisted gauntlet of gold with a delicate emerald wren perched upon it finishes the design resting on her right knee.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a snifter of Rissan brandy in her right hand. She is wearing a finely engraved platinum tankard, an iridescent pewter gardenia with platinum undertones, a gold ring, a snake charm, a sienna gold quiver, some perfect azure-scaled leathers, a pair of elegant emerald green leather shoes with dainty diamond studded gold heels, an iridescent emerald green raw silk carry-all clasped by a golden wren, an anklet of interlocked lightning bolts surrounding tiny cambrinth clouds, a pair of sheer gold silk thigh-high stockings topped by a froth of ribbon and lace, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, an ivory silk garter sewn with emerald wrens and trimmed in jade and gold ribbons, an elegant gold hip-chain accented by dangling emerald and diamond clusters, a gossamer sarong of shimmering gold crepe fastened at one shoulder by a jeweled pin, a billowing emerald green spidersilk cloak clasped with a gold and emerald wren, a gold and diamond cloak clasp bearing the prominent insignia of Vorclaf's Scythe, a blackwood instrument case with etched platinum buckles, a black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, a brushed gold and emerald badge engraved with the phrase "Professional Flirt", an ornate gold choker set with stunning Ilithi emeralds and flawless diamonds, some exquisite gold filigree drop earrings adorned with glistening emeralds, a shimmering scarf of pale golden silk wrapped loosely around the neck with one end cascading elegantly down the back, a carved ivory neithrel band fastened with five platinum chains, a dainty golden circlet adorned with marquise-cut emeralds and petite jeweled bells, a slender platinum cuff embellished with a dangling lightning bolt charm, a slender platinum cuff embellished with a dangling lightning bolt charm, an albredine crystal ring and a silk-strung hirdu bow.
Mykk Dalys, a Halfling.
He has blue eyes. His black hair is short and wavy, and is worn in a simple, loose style. He has tanned skin.
He is a hairyfoot for a Halfling.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a golden-hued tart pouch stitched with the image of two Halflings sharing a single tart, a red-oaken keg carved into the shape of a sleeping dragon, a polished silver flask inlaid with a colorful carousel, some Olvi hunting leathers with the tiny image of a ram finely tooled on one shoulder, an elegant spidersilk traveler's backpack, a jadeite gwethdesuan and a kyanite gwethdesuan.
Najo, a Gnome Commoner.
He has blue eyes. His grey hair is short and thick, and is worn unkempt. He has dark skin and a wiry build.
He is young for a Gnome.
He has a short thin mustache on his upper lip and a sparse beard.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing an ale-stained oak keg, a target shield, a well-wrought breastplate, a great helm, a leather sheath, some leather greaves, some leather vambraces, some sandals and a leather backpack.
Niprud Renwald of Ilithi, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and ale-brown eyes. His black hair is very long and fine, and is worn tied back. He has copper skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He has some light stubble on his face.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing some dull grey mail gauntlets, a dull grey chain balaclava, a chain hauberk, a serrated snake icon with tiny onyx eyes, some dark blue trousers, some tawny golden poloh'izh hide boots with bronze wren clasps, a marquetry lockpick case handcrafted with an inlaid design of a mariner's compass, a shoulder-slung ebony leather haversack, a sturdy weapon harness, a fine mesh backpack sewn with a colorful patch across one strap, a deep black thigh bag with a hand-forged silver clasp, a richly embroidered tapestry badge woven with the crest of the Bardic Guild, a dark cambrinth armband inset with a multitude of tiny gemstone chips, a silver laminated bracer with a cambrinth cabochon set in its center, a polished steel band inlaid with darkened steel ravens in flight, an etched Bard crest pin, a blood red silk sash, a burnished gold cloak pin enamelled with a vivid gem-hued mosaic pattern, a smooth ivory pick, a gold ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a spiraling silver armband inscribed "Kaith Kirm Champion, Ilithi, 374 AV", a jeweled silver tankard set with a raven, a black gem pouch, a red gem pouch, a jadeite gwethdesuan and a red gem pouch.
Niteshiver Vodou, a Human Bard.
He has jade eyes. His black hair is shoulder length and curly, and is worn tousled. He has dark skin.
He is middle-aged for a Human.
He has faint scuffing to the neck. He is in good shape.
He is wearing some mail gloves, a spangled chain balaclava, a chain hauberk, a silver flute case labeled "samatak", some fine black cotton trousers with silver filigree along the seams, an ivory coconut bauble, a jade earring, a tiny silver starfruit cut in half to reveal the seeds within, a carved aqua pick, a black opal nose-stud, an ebony panther bracelet, a glass guava trinket, an anklet made of interlocked black opal scorpions, some black riding boots with silver spurs, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a light cinnamon quiver, a monogrammed leather weapons harness, a worn leather arm sheath tooled with the image of a cobra wrapped around a sword, a silver herb pouch, a carved jade bracelet, a tobacco pouch, a white gold nose-stud, a jade stickpin, a cut silver friendship ring, a supple leather belt buckled with a stylized dragon's head, a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum signet ring, a tailored black silk shirt with silver cufflinks, a heavy green jade frog with an open mouth astraddle a wide gold ring, a spiral silver neithrel band set with hematite stones, a flowing jade sash embroidered with silver sigils, a detailed herb-shaped earcuff, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a soldier's supply bag, an Elothean silverwillow crossbow and an engraved silver white shield.
Minstrel Nivenya of Elanthia, a Prydaen Bard.
She has pointed ears and cat-slitted violet eyes. Her silver mane is long and wavy, and is worn coiled in an upswept twist. She has white fur with silver points and a slender tail.
She is young for a Prydaen.
She is in good shape.
She is holding some mulled sicle cider in her right hand. She is wearing a form-fitting bodice of malachite-green suede laced with a silver chain, a pair of snug black leather leggings, a forest-green linen gem pouch clasped with a polished deobar wren, a pair of emerald earrings, a highly polished green malachite tailband, a polished ebonwood hairstick tipped with a silver knotwork diamond, a diamond band, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a mother-of-pearl vakoti banded in silver, a large case adorned with sparkling crystal beads and fluttering gauzy ribbons, a forest green suede hip pouch embossed with entwined ivy leaves, a sturdy green backpack and some soft black leather thigh-boots.
Soul Reaver Nonomis Moriare of Elanthia, an Elven Cleric.
He has elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears and moss-green eyes. His grey-streaked silver-gilt hair is long and straight, and is worn loose. He has dark skin. A square-cut glacier emerald is positioned between his eyes, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He has a short thin mustache on his upper lip and a sparse beard.
He has a tattoo of a dark-robed priest kneeling before a dusty altar on his wrist.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a pilgrim's badge, a platinum filigree prayer bead chain set with a foiled idopun pearl, a glittering chain coif with a shark head worked in copper links, some sparkling white gauntlets engraved with two playful dolphins, a gold medallion symbolizing dedication to Eluned, a hollow ram's horn, a hollow scrimshaw tusk, a pair of grey flamingo-winged boots, a platinum dolphin earring, a beribboned silvery silk pouch, a cambrinth neckband wrapped with leather strips burned with charging boars, an onyx ring, a white gold wedding band carved in the shape of a ring of flames, a frosted onyx cambrinth ring bearing the crest of the Cleric's Guild, a heavy arzumos hide cloak stitched with intricate silver sigils, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a deep crimson hauberk, a long mesh weapon harness, a bronze jadeite gwethdesuan, an oak jiranoci gracefully inlaid with multi-hued shells, some heavy leather fighting pants riveted along the seams with ornate bronze studs, a white silk shirt with leaping dolphins embroidered along the cuffs, a wide leather Therengian war belt riveted with decorative pewter plates, a blackened silver armband carved in the shape of two encircling hands, a red sash, a cambrinth armband carved into the shape of interlocked leaping dolphins, a hand-stitched traveler's pack painted with curling flames, a diamond band, a heart-shaped golden locket and a rough canvas gem pouch embroidered with a bloodgem-eyed wild boar.
Herald Roboson Cateater of the Zoluren Infantry, a Human.
He has jade eyes. His golden brown hair is shoulder length and fine, and is worn tied back. He has dark skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He has some light stubble on his face.
He has a tattoo of a Merelew maiden lounging on a rock amongst rough surf on his chest.
He has minor scarring along the right hand, some tiny scars across the left hand, a bruised and swollen right eye, faint scuffing to the left eye.
He is holding a flagon of death spirit grog in his right hand. He is wearing an emblazoned tower shield, a tiger-engraved scabbard, a dark azure balaclava, some dark azure gauntlets, some pebbled chain, a Bardic Spirit Knot ear-stud, a deep blue sash trimmed with burgundy tassels, a wide cambrinth armband engraved with rolling azure waves, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a polished gold wedding ring worked with a Bardic Soul Knot, a midnight blue woolen cloak trimmed with gold braiding, a night blue wool kilt, a cerulean blue swordsman's shirt with golden foliate embroidery on the cuffs, some royal blue suede shoes, a polished onyx armband bearing the platinum and gold crest of the Zoluren Dragoons, a suede belt purse tooled with the image of a smiling yak, an onyx signet ring, a Sergeant's badge, a burgundy journey pack, a wide cambrinth wristcuff bearing the crest of the Bard guild, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a carved dragon-engraved pick, a bucket-shaped tankard labeled "Dragoons 374" and a dark leather pouch embroidered with a giant bloodshot eye.
Lieutenant Sephirin Altruden of the Zoluren Infantry, a Human Bard.
He has slightly pointed ears and jade eyes. His russet hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn loose. He has pale skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He is clean shaven.
He has a tattoo of a whirling sword dancer with dual blades raised in fierce salute on his chest.
He has faint scuffing to the chest. He is in good shape.
He is holding a silver-hilted greatsword in his right hand. He is wearing a cherry short bow, a blackened chain coif with a silvery steel eye-guard, some mail gloves, a shadowy black mage's robe shot through with silver and red threads, a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps, a platinum ring, a polished silver signet ring set with a rich sapphire cabochon, a charred damascened steel greatsword scabbard heavily engraved with black roses twined about pale skulls, a crimson leather hip belt fastened with an onyx buckle, a Gorbesh catapult basket, a pair of black boots with dull steel toecaps and a black and white sock.
Shavay Silvamon, an Elothean.
He has tilted almond-shaped grey eyes. His amber hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn loose. He has fair skin. A blood red ruby with a cat's eye flaw in the center is positioned between his eyes, casting a fiery red glow against his skin.
He is in his prime for an Elothean.
He is clean shaven.
He has a tattoo of a crimson band of intricate knotwork threaded with chains of intertwining silver musical notes on his forearm.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a crystal tankard etched with a barely discernable crest labeled "True Brew", an anklet of interlocked lightning bolts surrounding tiny cambrinth clouds, a silver laminated bracer with a cambrinth cabochon set in its center, a silver double-strand baleora with opalescent blossom pendant, a Lieutenant's badge, a blackened hauberk emblazoned with a silvery heron, a worked leather staff harness, a worn leather arm sheath tooled with the image of a cobra wrapped around a sword, a gold pin in the shape of crossed flutes, a finely crafted platinum pin prominently displaying a huge Taisidon emerald, a hand-crafted leather music satchel, a sunstone heron bauble, a gold eyebrow ring, some billowing black satin pantaloons edged with flame red piping, a richly embroidered tapestry badge woven with the crest of the Bardic Guild, an expertly tooled thigh sheath embossed with a burning phoenix, some night black boots with silver heron-shaped buckles, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a brillant red satin doublet stitched tightly with midnight black raven's feathers, an elegant flute case inlaid with fine goldbark, a crimson leather hip belt fastened with an onyx buckle, a wire and peridot pin, a polished gold signet ring set with a rich ruby cabochon, a dark crimson spidersilk hip pouch clasped with a silver wren charm, a hammered gold earcuff worked with a Bardic Soul Knot, a small conch shell, a carved black ironwood ring resembling a dragon coiled around a ruby rose, a rich red silken knotwork armband woven with a Bardic Blood Knot, a ruby teardrop earring, a paper-covered brass button, a red velvet instrument case sewn with intricate knotwork threaded through chains of silver musical notes, a red leather ankle sheath, a scalloped golden chain bracelet with dangling golden bells, a tanned leather thigh quiver labeled "Stormsinger", a dark crystal circlet embedded with many faceted blood-red rubies, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a gold falcon clasp, a deep sable three-forked sword belt with brass buckles and fittings, a red hawk feather set in a gold clasp with trailing bronze strands, an ornate silver dragon's claw pendant grasping a Bardic Spirit Knot, a gold jadeite gwethdesuan, a star ruby bodhran bauble, a sturdy red backpack, a carved wooden wren hanging from a soft leather cord, a polished platinum spiral neithrel band fitted with a multi-hued metallic mesh, a faded gold ring, a sweeping crimson greatcloak with a braided gold fourragere draped over the left shoulder, a lumpy bundle, a black leather cavalier hat with a long crimson plume and a sprig of mistletoe.
Guild Leader Silvyrfrost Emiliax, an Elven Bard. She has pointed ears and mismatched eyes, one silver and one crystal blue. Her red hair is very long and curly, and is worn braided. She has rosy skin. She is young for an Elf. She is in good shape.
She is holding a glass of plum wine in her right hand. She is wearing a composite bow, a silver gilt hauberk, a blue leather scabbard embossed with the crest of the Bard guild, a deep blue cotton tunic embroidered with the Bards' Guild crest on one sleeve, a pair of rich blue linen pants, a pair of tailored leather boots, a small silver Bardic Spirit Knot pendant, a sparkling bracelet set with heart-shaped diamonds, a silken silver pouch, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan and a small black leather bullwhip with a gem-encrusted handle.
Doomsayer (a thief Bandit) Siolren Moon'Dance, a Halfling.
He has mismatched eyes, one black and one milky white. His golden brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn tousled. He has tanned skin.
He is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.
He has a thin sparse mustache on his upper lip and a thin patchy beard.
He has faint scuffing to the head, tiny scratches to the neck, some faint scars along the right arm, some faint scars along the left arm, some faint scars along the right leg, some faint scars along the left leg, some faint scars along the right hand, some faint scars along the left hand, faint scuffing to the chest, some faint scars along the chest, some faint scars along the abdomen, some faint scars along the back. He is in good shape.
He is wearing a curved drop-trigger crossbow, a studded leather collar, a pair of grey bucket boots with ebony fur trim, a pair of polished brass cufflinks holding two round jet stones, a black leather sheath, a sturdy backpack, a silver nose ring, a platinum ring, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Moon Mage Guild, a wide leather utility belt tooled with the Estate Holder's crest, an embroidered cook's apron, a wide-sleeved scholar's robe emblazoned with a shimmering dragon, a dark green cloak decorated with hundreds of colored beads, a black tri-cornered hat, some deep ebony fur-lined leathers and a card collector's case.
Starlear Lightsheer, an Elf.
He has an angular face with elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears and almond-shaped sapphire eyes. His deep blue-streaked snow-white hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn in a careless, windblown arrangement. He has pale skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He has a tattoo of a spidery latticework of pale blues and stark white that resembles a harsh winter-morning's frost around his eyes giving the appearance of an icy mask on his face.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a small black leather bullwhip with a gem-encrusted handle, an ironwood buckler, a tiny wizened skull fetish amulet strung on a knotted jute cord, a pair of ebon-hued gloves, some hunting leathers, an ebon-hued mask, a silver ring engraved with twining moons and stars, a wide-sleeved white shirt with a high collar embroidered in black, a spidersilk hip pouch, a low-slung pair of billowy white gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, a dark silk armband embroidered with a burgundy raven, some snowy fur boots clasped with a row of silver-tipped fangs, a formal black jacket of soft cashmere with a stiff high collar and adorned with bone medallions, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a long mesh weapon harness, a stark white and black feathered fetish wristlet, a pure white cashmere scarf flipped over the shoulder with one end hanging down the back, a bone-beaded suede thigh sheath, a raven feather tied to a leather strap, an icy-blue sapphire anklet with miniature cambrinth icicles, a wide silver-studded leather wand belt made to ride low on the hips, a black leather arm quiver with silver clasps, a pristine white greatcloak embroidered with black-thorned vines and clasped with a black cameo, a dragon's heart ring, a pristine white haversack expertly embroidered with fine spidersilk thread, some skeletal sanrisi-wood wings draped with spidersilk, a platinum ring, a golden finger claw and a bleached bone amulet painted with faded purple scorpions.
Taljin Sar'Dth-Eliowin-Uthlar, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and limpid silver eyes. His silver hair is long and thick, and is worn in a tousled, finger-combed style. He has ebon skin. A square-cut glacier emerald is positioned between his eyes, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.
He is very tall for an Elf.
He is young for an Elf.
He has a tattoo of a sleek panther that is stalking a dark armored warrior through the depths of a forest on his wrist.
He has a bruised head compounded by cuts and bruises about the head, faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the chest.
He is wearing a forester's bow, a deep blue haversack, a burnished copper azalea with a deep scarlet center, a lumpy bundle, some perfect azure-scaled leathers, a flowing dark azure spidersilk battle cloak with an onyx panther clasp, a brushed silver flask set with a stained glass mosaic, a brown doeskin gerri with a silver buckle emblazoned with an emerald and platinum-inlaid Sana'ati Dyaus, an amber arrow prism, a platinum and cambrinth ring adorned with the insignia of the Black Pearl Legion, a jaguar-pelt pouch, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a dark spidersilk gem pouch embroidered with the barely-visible image of a crouching panther, an onyx ring, a dark suede thigh quiver wrapped with shreds of leucro hide, a black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, a pair of black leather boots set with a glowstone owl on each heel, a bejeweled silver band intricately entwined by very fine emerald vines, an animite ring with an elaborate intaglio detailing a sleeping panther, a pair of wire spectacles with pale green lenses, an onyx black widow spider earring inlaid with an ilmenite hourglass, a black spidersilk backpack and a dark cambrinth armband engraved with elemental symbols.
Tathlenia Sermont, an Elf.
She has pointed ears and crystal blue eyes. Her red hair is very long and thick, and is worn loose, tucked behind her ears. She has fair skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has faint scuffing to the neck, some faint scars along the right arm, some faint scars along the left arm, some faint scars along the right leg, some faint scars along the left leg, an occasional twitching in the right hand, some faint scars along the left hand, minor scarring along the chest area, tiny scratches to the back.
She is holding some Burdock's ale in her right hand. She is wearing an ironwood targe, a sturdy crocodile-skin helm, some reinforced gloves, an ivory-inlaid composite bow, a tooled leather coat, a red gem pouch, a dark gem pouch, a fletching pouch, a decorated leather sheath, a linen leine, a low-slung leather hip belt, a Bardic Spirit Knot hair-clasp, some darned deep blue socks, some dusty rose fur-lined boots, a jade green thigh bag sloppily embroidered with a knotwork pattern in black thread, a small doeskin case, a soft tan doeskin skirt, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a sleek snakeskin thigh quiver, an enveloping cloak of soft black cashmere clasped with a sterling silver horseshoe, a canvas backpack, a gypsy kerchief, some chain greaves, a bamboo-edged cambrinth ring, an anklet of interlocked lightning bolts surrounding tiny cambrinth clouds, a silvered cambrinth armband bearing the insignia of the Ilithic Fury and a twisted cambrinth armband.
Tienan Kueizen, a Prydaen.
He has pointed ears and cat-slitted jade eyes. His blue-black mane is very long and straight, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks. He has black fur and a slender tail.
He is young for a Prydaen.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a black cloth hair wrap dangling with tiny lizard skulls, a white gold eyebrow ring, a narrow salt-stained cambrinth band etched with veins of silver, a jade ring, a silver-edged scabbard, a medium doeskin case, a sleek bullwhip with an eelskin-wrapped handle, a dark spidersilk gem pouch embroidered with the barely-visible image of a crouching panther, a rabbit fur sporran with a silver-trimmed triangular flap, a lockpick case with a detailed painting of the western mountains, a polished ebony case inset with a ruby-eyed jade dragon, a blood red silk sash, a black and silver plaid kilt fastened by a silver lightning bolt pin, a gold tailband engraved with a sinuous dragon grasping a cambrinth orb and some knee-high boots of jet black leather adorned with fierce dragon medallions.
Traume of M'Riss, a Rakash Empath.
She has pouting lips, limpid mismatched eyes, one gold and one ale-brown and a button nose. Her deep purple-streaked russet hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks. She has tanned skin and a lissome figure.
She is a bit over average height for a Rakash.
She is young for a Rakash.
She has a tattoo of a pit viper coiled around a broken skull on her back.
She has some faint scars along the head, some tiny scars across the neck, minor scarring along the right arm, minor scarring along the left arm, minor scarring along the right leg, severe scarring along the left leg, minor scarring along the right hand, some tiny scars across the left hand, minor scarring along the chest area, an occasional twitching in the abdomen, some tiny scars across the back, some faint scars along the left eye, difficulty moving her fingers and toes.
She is holding a shot of Droughtman's Reserve in her right hand. She is wearing a curling ivory flask crafted to resemble a ram's horn, a black drawstring herb pouch embroidered with scattered purple lotus petals, a scarlet satin gem pouch clasped with a silver cobra, a braided saddle brown leather armband straddled by a bloodgem afis, a wickedly jagged dagger charm dangling from a dark obsidian earcuff, a narrow platinum amulet set with a shimmering dragon's scale sapphire, a thin snakeskin bullwhip with a leather grip, a moonstone ring, a platinum eyebrow ring, a graceful white hip scarf artfully embroidered and fringed in silver and gold, a crystal-beaded scarf of charcoal silk that drapes elegantly around the neck, a silky black head scarf painted in blues and silvers with enticing depictions of the heavens, a bone shrew ring, a burnished copper hoop earring adorned with a sleeping arzumos along the inner curve, a black firecat skin backpack with knotted gut drawstrings, a low-slung black leather loincloth that laces up the side, a low-slung leather hip belt, some leather braid covers decorated with painted wooden beads, a leather wristband embellished with an onyx varna, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a pair of polished thigh-high boots with dagged cuffs lined in plush midnight velvet, a jet-black silk garter accented with a tiny ruby heart pierced with a diamond arrow, a full-sleeved black doublet with silver-hemmed slashing revealing a finely woven white linen shirt beneath and some amber worry beads carved to resemble owls.
Useff Budna-DeMooren of Therengia, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and mismatched eyes, one gold and one hazel. His brunette hair is long and thick, and is worn tied back. He has dark skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a snifter of Elven brandy in his right hand. He is wearing a pair of black hiking boots, some jet black leather pants, a lunch pail painted with images of feasting dragons, a rugged leather artisan's belt, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a travel-worn black leather backpack that has "Will Play For Stout" embedded along the top flap in silver inlay, an obsidian wedding band inset with jade and a sparkling diamond, a hip pouch, some deep indigo leathers, a monogrammed leather weapons harness, a leather libation caddy designed to resemble a big mug of foamy stout, a shaped obsidian pick, some cylindrical ruby cufflinks set with diamond stars, a dashing linen shirt stitched with brilliant multi-colored silk threads and a forester's crossbow.
Prince Vorclaf Lasa'Sorvendig, a Human Paladin.
He has crystal green eyes. His auburn hair is shoulder length and thick, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a Taffelberry fizz in his right hand. He is wearing a platinum ring adorned with a gladiolus of white diamonds set with a dark sapphire heart, a snowy white cambric shirt, a pair of black breeches, a dappled leather belt sheath, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum and crimson velvet crown with bejewelled arches set with a brilliant-cut diamond, a woven gold swordbelt set with intricate panels of gold wire and ruby along the scabbard, some polished black boots, a bright orange albredine ring and a floor-length cloth of gold greatcloak fastened at the throat with a raven-shaped clasp set with a midnight ruby.
Commander Xixist Forestwolf of the Zoluren Infantry, a Human Barbarian.
He has limpid milky blue eyes. His ash-blonde-streaked amber hair is long and wavy, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over his shoulders. He has weathered skin.
He is tall for a Human.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He has some light stubble on his face.
He has a tattoo of an axe-wielding Barbarian clad in full bear-hide armor riding atop a battle dressed war mammoth as it tramples a horde of enemies on a decimated battlefield on his back.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a shot of spiced rum in his left hand. He is wearing a curling ivory flask crafted to resemble a ram's horn, a bright orange albredine ring, a Commander's badge, some seagull droppings, a dark grey tunic lined with soft silver fur, a soft thigh bag crafted from the finest arzumos fur, a night-black rucksack edged with a string of dangling pard claws, some perfect black-leucro leathers, a black leather belt clasped with a polished bone buckle, a heavy desumos maned greatcloak, a white bear paw pouch, some steel-toed marching boots, a dark bearskin vest with twisted sinew laces, a lion's tooth, a low-slung black leather loincloth that laces up the side, a large soldier's supply sack reinforced with steel-studded leather strips, a heavy granite ballista amulet with a thick steel chain, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a polished onyx armband bearing the platinum and gold crest of the Zoluren Dragoons, a black suede field kit, some black taloned gauntlets made to resemble a snake's shifting scales and a double-horned leather helm with a reinforced steel noseguard.
Opreina Moracul Zoranyl Si'drow, an Elf. He has elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears and hazel eyes. His platinum hair is long and straight, and is worn arranged in an intricate Elven braid. He has dark skin. He is young for an Elf. He is in good shape.
He is wearing an intricately carved Elven longbow, a Commander's badge, a green leather quiver embossed with the image of an oak tree, some fine Elven chainmail etched with the insignia of the Leth Deriel militia, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, some soft leather archer boots, a faded leather thigh bag, a dark crimson cloak clasped at the right shoulder with a silver pin, some fine leather archer gloves, some forest-green leather greaves and a bright orange albredine ring.
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