Battle Praxium/Logs/20260820 Praxium Grand Opening
Event Log
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[Promado Village, Obelisk] (254015)
A tall obsidian obelisk, chipped and cracked and sunken into the earth at a jagged lean, stands at the center of the village. Broken and abandoned buildings stand silently around the boulevard, dwarfed by the tall, crumbling facade of a church to the west. You also see a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a pool of black shadows, a sand-hued lynx with a tufted black-tipped tail that is sleeping and a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood.
Also here: Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Wilhellm, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Wind Listener Sceth, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Firehawk Casari, Valynn, Ice Cold Natarian, Mathematician Avrenka, Forest Watcher Damoone, Vendelt, Sonjaa, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Fearless Crobin, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames and War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes.
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west.
Room Number: 7359
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You exclaim, "Okay, let's kick things off!"
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Cherisse stretches out a hand imploringly to Selame.
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Selame wraps her arms around Warbrolus, giving Warbrolus a great big bear hug!
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Shaylynne pets a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings.
The lava drake brings a foot up to its mouth and begins to gnaw intently on one particular toe.
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Tirost praises Selame.
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Casari briefly spreads her arms outward and begins to chant sharply. The skipping, sparkling rhythm entices the air to shed moisture and to warm as if under a summer sun.
The warm, flowing rhythm of the enchante flows around you, seeking out every drop of moisture until your body is dry once more.
The air shifts as the persuasive melody of the enchante surrounds you, and suddenly the area seems hotter and drier.
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Nawain gets an elegant diamond-hide almanac bearing a platinum Estate Holder's crest from inside her slender rugursora.
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Nawain studies her diamond-hide almanac closely.
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Sheearyn nods to you.
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A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
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Sheearyn looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!
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Selame wraps her arms around Tirost, giving Tirost a great big bear hug!
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Crobin walks over and kicks you in the shin!
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Illiya gestures.
Illiya's cambrinth hip-chain emits a loud *snap*.
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Shaylynne gazes at a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings.
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Sheearyn nods to Crobin.
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Tirost laughs happily.
>say Sixteen years ago, the first participants of the Praxium gathered right here in front of Promado's obelisk.
You say, "Sixteen years ago, the first participants of the Praxium gathered right here in front of Promado's obelisk."
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Tirost hugs Selame, who wraps her arms around Tirost with a warm smile.
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Nawain puts her almanac in her slender rugursora.
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Sceth reaches both hands toward the earth, fingers splayed wide and eyes closed in a moment of silent communion.
Sceth's cambrinth kitten emits a loud *snap*.
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Cherisse finishes playing a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills.
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An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
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You notice Sceth attempting to conceal her spell preparations from a hidden location.
You see a sweeping movement out of the corner of your eye.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Wisdom of the Pack spell. [Ranger (Animal Abilities): intermediate augmentation]
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Cherisse pets a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings.
With a look of intense concentration, lava drake reaches out and very carefully taps her leg with one text-scribed wooden foot.
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Crobin gazes intently into his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
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Trajan pets a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings.
The lava drake whips around and chomps on his hand.
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Illiya gestures.
Illiya's cambrinth hip-chain emits a loud *snap*.
>say On that day Leustyin, Madigan, and I shared a dream for an independent, unaligned, training organization that would help people not just acquire knowledge about how to fight, but put that knowledge into practice.
You say, "On that day Leustyin, Madigan, and I shared a dream for an independent, unaligned, training organization that would help people not just acquire knowledge about how to fight, but put that knowledge into practice."
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Avrenka begins to listen to Nawain teach the Debilitation skill.
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Selame hugs Crobin, who wraps his arms around Selame with a warm smile.
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An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
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A clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings attempts to nibble on a sand-hued lynx with a tufted black-tipped tail, but changes its mind at the last moment its mouth clacks shut.
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You notice Nawain attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Nawain inhales deeply and adopts a naturally cyclical rhythm to her breaths.
You decipher the signs of an Arcane augmentation spell.
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Illiya gestures.
Illiya's cambrinth hip-chain emits a loud *snap*.
Illiya's skin flushes slightly.
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Illiya touches the tattoo on her arm and closes her eyes in concentration.
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Warbrolus quietly says, "16 years..."
>say Knowledge by itself is nothing. Instead, the Praxium strives for combat knowledge correctly applied.
You say, "Knowledge by itself is nothing. Instead, the Praxium strives for combat knowledge correctly applied."
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Sceth reveals herself.
Sceth gestures.
Sceth's cambrinth kitten emits a loud *snap*.
Golameth moves slowly about the area, holding his head up and gazing to and fro. He finally settles on a commanding position.
Sceth lowers her head slightly, acknowledging Golameth.
Damoone lowers his head slightly, acknowledging Golameth.
Crobin lowers his head slightly, acknowledging Golameth.
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Cambin just arrived.
nod warb
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You nod to Warbrolus.
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Valynn hums to herself.
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An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
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Natarian gestures.
The air around Natarian shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.
The air around Natarian shimmers with a blinding yellow luminescence. The scintillating light writhes and twists, abruptly coalescing into a translucent field before blinking out of sight.
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Valynn glances at Cambin.
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Nawain gestures.
Nawain's watersilk bag emits a loud *snap*.
Pale yellow sparks flicker over Nawain's body.
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Sukidesu coughs.
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[custom/look]>look
[Promado Village, Obelisk] (254015)
A tall obsidian obelisk, chipped and cracked and sunken into the earth at a jagged lean, stands at the center of the village. Broken and abandoned buildings stand silently around the boulevard, dwarfed by the tall, crumbling facade of a church to the west. You also see a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a pool of black shadows, a sand-hued lynx with a tufted black-tipped tail that is sleeping and a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood.
Also here: Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Wilhellm, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Wind Listener Sceth, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Firehawk Casari, Valynn, Ice Cold Natarian, Mathematician Avrenka, Forest Watcher Damoone, Vendelt, Sonjaa, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Fearless Crobin, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames and War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes.
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west.
Room Number: 7359
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Crobin says, "My hip feels all 16 of them years."
>say Twelve years ago, we entered into discussions with the remaining leadership of Promado Village. We began to draw up blueprints for an institutional home. And while there were many hurdles and delays over the years, today we will celebrate the grand opening together.
You say, "Twelve years ago, we entered into discussions with the remaining leadership of Promado Village. We began to draw up blueprints for an institutional home. And while there were many hurdles and delays over the years, today we will celebrate the grand opening together."
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Warbrolus says, "Time flies so fast."
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A flowing quality colors Casari's voice as each word of her singing drifts to the next, leaving scarcely a pause for breath in between.
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Selame snickers at Crobin.
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Natarian grins at Crobin.
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Tirost chuckles at Crobin.
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Akeiro hums happily to himself.
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Illiya gestures.
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Illiya begins chortling at Crobin.
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Warbrolus chuckles at Crobin.
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Thanator chuckles at Crobin.
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Damoone paces back and forth, smiling slightly to himself.
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Sheearyn looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!
>say Join me, please.
You say, "Join me, please."
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Illiya gestures.
Illiya's cambrinth hip-chain emits a loud *snap*.
Soft waves of a gentle, warm peach color flicker around Illiya.
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Tirost grins at Valynn.
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The rhythmic thrum flowing through your body lingers with a fading warmth like the last rays of the setting sun.
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Nawain waves to Cambin.
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Sheearyn joins your group.
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Valynn joins your group.
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Tirost joins your group.
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Cambin joins your group.
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Avrenka joins your group.
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Nawain joins your group.
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Trajan joins your group.
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Warbrolus joins your group.
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Cherisse joins your group.
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Natarian joins your group.
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Natarian's fearsome determination inspires you to stand fast and strong against all that assails you. The chaos of the outside world seems to fade into nothingness as a detached calmness settles over you, the sound of your heartbeat reverberating within you, pounding with conviction and unwavering resolve.
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Illiya joins your group.
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Sukidesu joins your group.
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Sheearyn's unflinching fearlessness inspires you with an uncanny confidence.
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Casari joins your group.
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Sceth joins your group.
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Selame joins your group.
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Sonjaa joins your group.
>look
The wild fervor you feel rushing through your veins seems reflected in Selame's eyes.
The wild fervor you feel rushing through your veins seems reflected in Sonjaa's eyes.
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[Promado Village, Obelisk] (254015)
A tall obsidian obelisk, chipped and cracked and sunken into the earth at a jagged lean, stands at the center of the village. Broken and abandoned buildings stand silently around the boulevard, dwarfed by the tall, crumbling facade of a church to the west. You also see a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a pool of black shadows, a sand-hued lynx with a tufted black-tipped tail that is sleeping and a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood.
Also here: Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Wilhellm, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Wind Listener Sceth, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Firehawk Casari, Valynn, Ice Cold Natarian, Mathematician Avrenka, Forest Watcher Damoone, Vendelt, Sonjaa, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Fearless Crobin, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames and War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes.
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west.
Room Number: 7359
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Golameth joins your group.
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Sukidesu nods to Cambin.
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Crobin joins your group.
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Vendelt joins your group.
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Cambin nods to Sukidesu.
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Wilhellm joins your group.
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Sukidesu whistles a merry tune.
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Shaylynne joins your group.
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Thanator joins your group.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
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Damoone joins your group.
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Crobin just hugged Cambin.
>chuckle
You chuckle.
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Akeiro joins your group.
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The wild fervor you feel rushing through your veins seems reflected in Akeiro's eyes.
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Shaylynne begins to listen to Nawain teach the Debilitation skill.
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Nawain gets a dented flask made of fang-tempered araneium with a fused venacryst stopper from inside her watersilk bag.
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Nawain holds a dented flask made of fang-tempered araneium with a fused venacryst stopper in her hand and closes her eyes in concentration.
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Nawain puts her flask in her watersilk bag.
>'We're about to see how many are daydreaming.
You say, "We're about to see how many are daydreaming."
>wink
You wink.
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Crobin begins to lecture Valynn on the proper use of the Perception skill.
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You notice Sceth attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sceth assumes a calm stance, concentrating on something.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Instinct spell. [Ranger (Animal Abilities): basic augmentation]
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Illiya gestures.
Illiya breaks out into a sweat.
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Cambin nods to Crobin.
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Warbrolus chuckles.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
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Tirost nods to Valynn.
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Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
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You go north, leading your group.
[Promado Village, North Circle] (254014)
North of the village monument, this part of the boulevard runs past a small, ramshackle building with two small obsidian obelisks sitting on its front porch. A smaller footpath, all that remains of a larger road, wends to the northwest through tall, dry grasses. You also see a wrought iron gate adorned with intricate scrollwork amid patterns of knots.
Also here: War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Fearless Crobin, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Forest Watcher Damoone, Mathematician Avrenka, Ice Cold Natarian, Valynn, Firehawk Casari, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Wilhellm, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Candy Pirate Akeiro and Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow.
Obvious paths: southeast, south, southwest, northwest.
Room Number: 7355
>peer s
You peer south and see ...
[Promado Village, Obelisk] (254015)
A tall obsidian obelisk, chipped and cracked and sunken into the earth at a jagged lean, stands at the center of the village. Broken and abandoned buildings stand silently around the boulevard, dwarfed by the tall, crumbling facade of a church to the west. You also see a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a pool of black shadows, a sand-hued lynx with a tufted black-tipped tail that is sleeping and a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood.
Also here: Wind Listener Sceth.
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west.
Room Number: 7355
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
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Sonjaa laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
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Tirost begins to lecture Valynn on the proper use of the Targeted Magic skill.
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Valynn begins to listen to Tirost teach the Targeted Magic skill.
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A coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood scrambles madly into view, sounding like a herd of mammoths.
'Just Sceth, apparently.
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You say, "Just Sceth, apparently."
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A powerful melody is defined by both the resplendent tones of Casari's voice and her carefully chosen words as she continues to sing.
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Nawain's rage dissipates.
>chuckle
You chuckle.
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With a loud hiss, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings marches into the area.
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Crobin squints at Valynn.
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Shifting winds gently blow from behind Tirost.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
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Valynn grins at Crobin.
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Sonjaa begins to listen to Tirost teach the Targeted Magic skill.
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Nawain chuckles.
>s
You go south, leading your group.
[Promado Village, Obelisk] (254015)
A tall obsidian obelisk, chipped and cracked and sunken into the earth at a jagged lean, stands at the center of the village. Broken and abandoned buildings stand silently around the boulevard, dwarfed by the tall, crumbling facade of a church to the west. You also see a pool of black shadows and a sand-hued lynx with a tufted black-tipped tail that is sleeping.
Also here: Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Wilhellm, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Firehawk Casari, Valynn, Ice Cold Natarian, Mathematician Avrenka, Forest Watcher Damoone, Vendelt, Sonjaa, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes and Wind Listener Sceth.
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west.
Room Number: 7359
>hold sceth
You reach over and hold Sceth's hand.
>n
You go north, leading your group.
[Promado Village, North Circle] (254014)
North of the village monument, this part of the boulevard runs past a small, ramshackle building with two small obsidian obelisks sitting on its front porch. A smaller footpath, all that remains of a larger road, wends to the northwest through tall, dry grasses. You also see a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a wrought iron gate adorned with intricate scrollwork amid patterns of knots.
Also here: Wind Listener Sceth, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Forest Watcher Damoone, Mathematician Avrenka, Ice Cold Natarian, Valynn, Firehawk Casari, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Wilhellm, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow and Fearless Crobin.
Obvious paths: southeast, south, southwest, northwest.
Room Number: 7355
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Warbrolus begins to listen to Tirost teach the Targeted Magic skill.
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Valynn says to Crobin, "I need the magic more."
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Valynn winks at Crobin.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>say Guards, you may stand down. Henceforth, this property will be open to all who come to teach and learn.
You say, "Guards, you may stand down. Henceforth, this property will be open to all who come to teach and learn."
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Crobin joins your group.
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Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>turn gate
You gesture and a female guard appears, ready to guard the land.
>turn gate
You gesture and a pair of guards appears, ready to guard the land.
>turn gate
You gesture and the groundskeeper appears, ready to guard the land.
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Sheearyn smiles at you.
>turn gate
You gesture and a passerby appears, ready to guard the land.
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Damoone gets an impish expression on his face, and lets out a hearty cheer.
>turn gate
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
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You dismiss those who watched your property, trusting in the safety of your land.
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Sceth says, "Oops."
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
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Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
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Sukidesu chuckles.
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Valynn yells, "North Baltamore."
>smile rakkor
You smile quietly to yourself.
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Apothecary Baltamore just arrived.
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Tirost stops trying to teach Targeted Magic to Valynn.
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Nawain praises you.
>hold balt
You reach over and hold Baltamore's hand.
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Valynn grins at Baltamore.
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The cerulean orb of light hovering near you pulses, as if alive.
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Nawain gets a regal diamondwood scepter capped with a trilliant-cut Sunderstone from inside her watersilk bag.
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Crobin begins to listen to Thanator teach the Bow skill.
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Nawain holds a regal diamondwood scepter capped with a trilliant-cut Sunderstone in her hand and closes her eyes in concentration.
Nawain lifts her fist toward the heavens and with a mighty shout displays her righteous wrath.
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Nawain puts her scepter in her watersilk bag.
>say If you would follow me inside, please.
You say, "If you would follow me inside, please."
>go gate
[Praxium, Foyer] (20151)
The grand entrance to the Praxium is adorned with a massive banner that proclaims "Unity and Excellence in Combat". Smooth, polished stone floors echo with footsteps, their faint sound amplified by the vaulted ceiling above. On one wall, a masterfully carved relief depicts a detailed series of figures standing together in triumph, each marked by a guild crest: a Human Cleric, an Elven Barbarian, a S'Kra Mur Bard, a Human Paladin, and an Elothean Thief. Directly opposite, another relief showcases an Elven Bardess, a Prydaen Thief, a Human Warrior Mage, a Rakash Paladin, and a Halfling Thief, each rendered in exquisite detail as if caught mid-action. A single, wide archway beckons visitors deeper into the Praxium. You also see a wrought iron gate adorned with intricate scrollwork amid patterns of knots.
Obvious exits: none.
Baltamore, Crobin, Sceth, Akeiro, Damoone, Thanator, Shaylynne, Wilhellm, Vendelt, Golameth, Sonjaa, Selame, Casari, Sukidesu, Illiya, Natarian, Cherisse, Warbrolus, Trajan, Nawain, Avrenka, Cambin, Tirost, Valynn and Sheearyn followed.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
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With a loud hiss, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings marches into the area.
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[custom/look]>look
The shifting winds blowing from behind Tirost die down.
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[Praxium, Foyer] (20151)
The grand entrance to the Praxium is adorned with a massive banner that proclaims "Unity and Excellence in Combat". Smooth, polished stone floors echo with footsteps, their faint sound amplified by the vaulted ceiling above. On one wall, a masterfully carved relief depicts a detailed series of figures standing together in triumph, each marked by a guild crest: a Human Cleric, an Elven Barbarian, a S'Kra Mur Bard, a Human Paladin, and an Elothean Thief. Directly opposite, another relief showcases an Elven Bardess, a Prydaen Thief, a Human Warrior Mage, a Rakash Paladin, and a Halfling Thief, each rendered in exquisite detail as if caught mid-action. A single, wide archway beckons visitors deeper into the Praxium. You also see a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings and a wrought iron gate adorned with intricate scrollwork amid patterns of knots.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
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Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
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Crobin smiles.
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Akeiro casually observes the area.
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You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
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Baltamore gasps!
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Sukidesu casually observes the area.
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A coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood trots proudly into the area, tail wagging.
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Damoone casually observes the area.
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Sukidesu reassuringly says in a Shardian accent, "Oh."
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Valynn exclaims, "Sesame!"
>say Welcome to the Foyer of our Headquarters.
You say, "Welcome to the Foyer of our Headquarters."
>
Akeiro quietly says, "Fancy."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Cherisse begins to listen to Thanator teach the Bow skill.
>
Damoone glances out of the corner of his eye.
>
Tirost smiles.
>
Crobin gets a slim almanac illustrated with an elegantly curled feather quill from inside his kirmiko pocket.
>
Crobin studies his slim almanac closely.
>say Please, take a brief look around the Foyer for a moment.
You say, "Please, take a brief look around the Foyer for a moment."
>
Sheearyn smiles.
>
Cambin applauds.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>look
[Praxium, Foyer] (20151)
The grand entrance to the Praxium is adorned with a massive banner that proclaims "Unity and Excellence in Combat". Smooth, polished stone floors echo with footsteps, their faint sound amplified by the vaulted ceiling above. On one wall, a masterfully carved relief depicts a detailed series of figures standing together in triumph, each marked by a guild crest: a Human Cleric, an Elven Barbarian, a S'Kra Mur Bard, a Human Paladin, and an Elothean Thief. Directly opposite, another relief showcases an Elven Bardess, a Prydaen Thief, a Human Warrior Mage, a Rakash Paladin, and a Halfling Thief, each rendered in exquisite detail as if caught mid-action. A single, wide archway beckons visitors deeper into the Praxium. You also see a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings and a wrought iron gate adorned with intricate scrollwork amid patterns of knots.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
(Crobin smiles at the statues his ears relaxing slightly)
>
Crobin puts his almanac in his kirmiko pocket.
>
The dull orange glow fades from you.
>grin crobin
You grin at Crobin.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
The dull orange glow fades from Warbrolus.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Tirost says to you, "It's wonderful."
>cough rakkor
You clear your throat.
>
You sense your invisible ward give away, leaving you more vulnerable.
blush
>
You blush a bright red color.
>say I'd like to call your attention to the reliefs on both walls.
You say, "I'd like to call your attention to the reliefs on both walls."
>GESTURE MARBLE RELIEF
You gesture at a carved marble relief showcasing the five primary instructors of the Battle Praxium.
>
Sceth paces back and forth, smiling slightly to herself.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Valynn stares intently at a carved marble relief showcasing the five primary instructors of the Battle Praxium, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>say The MARBLE relief showcases the original Instructors here at the Praxium.
You say, "The MARBLE relief showcases the original Instructors here at the Praxium."
>
A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
>
Sceth says, "Wildeness too."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>say Each Instructor contributed meaningfully to helping guide our approach, deliver lectures, and put those lessons into practice.
You say, "Each Instructor contributed meaningfully to helping guide our approach, deliver lectures, and put those lessons into practice."
>
Cherisse begins a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills with only the slightest hint of difficulty.
>
Valynn says, "Oh, I cannot touch it."
>
Valynn grins at you.
>
Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>
Sheearyn points at Natarian.
>smile warb
You smile at Warbrolus.
>nod val
Sheearyn exclaims to Natarian, "It's you!"
>
You nod to Valynn.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
Sheearyn points at a carved marble relief showcasing the five primary instructors of the Battle Praxium.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
</pushStream>
>GESTURE ALABASTER RELIEF
You gesture at a sculpted alabaster relief showcasing notable alumni of the Battle Praxium.
>
Valynn says, "Just in reverence."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>say On the other wall, the ALABASTER relief highlights some of the notable Alumni from the inaugural semester.
You say, "On the other wall, the ALABASTER relief highlights some of the notable Alumni from the inaugural semester."
>
Natarian grins.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
[custom/look]>look
>
[Praxium, Foyer] (20151)
The grand entrance to the Praxium is adorned with a massive banner that proclaims "Unity and Excellence in Combat". Smooth, polished stone floors echo with footsteps, their faint sound amplified by the vaulted ceiling above. On one wall, a masterfully carved relief depicts a detailed series of figures standing together in triumph, each marked by a guild crest: a Human Cleric, an Elven Barbarian, a S'Kra Mur Bard, a Human Paladin, and an Elothean Thief. Directly opposite, another relief showcases an Elven Bardess, a Prydaen Thief, a Human Warrior Mage, a Rakash Paladin, and a Halfling Thief, each rendered in exquisite detail as if caught mid-action. A single, wide archway beckons visitors deeper into the Praxium. You also see a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings and a wrought iron gate adorned with intricate scrollwork amid patterns of knots.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>say While we have lost contact with some, others are notable combatants in the present day.
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
You say, "While we have lost contact with some, others are notable combatants in the present day."
>SHAKE HAND WITH WARBROLUS
You shake Warbrolus's hand.
>
The softly worded rendition of the main theme of Casari's song carries quietly through the area.
>shake hand with tir
You shake Tirost's hand.
>shake hand with crobin
You shake Crobin's hand.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Valynn gives Warbrolus a little prod between the shoulder blades.
>
Tirost bows to you.
>
Sukidesu nods to a sculpted alabaster relief showcasing notable alumni of the Battle Praxium.
>
Akeiro begins to lecture Selame on the proper use of the Alchemy skill.
>
Valynn says to Warbrolus, "You're immortal now."
>
Selame begins to listen to Akeiro teach the Alchemy skill.
>
Tirost leans on Crobin.
>
Warbrolus bows to you.
>say Warbrolus, Tirost, and Crobin are just a few of the notable Praxium Alumni. Akeiro, Anuril, Damoone, Dantia, Illiya, Melindrha, Nawain, Siendra, Sekhmeht, Vaddon, Zalinyar, and others attended most-or-all of the inaugural semester's instruction.
You say, "Warbrolus, Tirost, and Crobin are just a few of the notable Praxium Alumni. Akeiro, Anuril, Damoone, Dantia, Illiya, Melindrha, Nawain, Siendra, Sekhmeht, Vaddon, Zalinyar, and others attended most-or-all of the inaugural semester's instruction."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Valynn grins at Warbrolus.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Valynn grins at Tirost.
>look alab relief
An Elven Bardess stands in chainmail, gripping a reaper's scythe with poise. Beside her, a Prydaen Thief in a tattered cloak holds a parazonium, his feline grace captured in stone. A Human Warrior Mage wears a fur-trimmed black mantle and holds an electric javelin etched with jagged patterns. A Rakash Paladin in plate armor wields an Imperial spear with steadfast determination. Finally, a Halfling Thief draped in a raven-feathered cloak brandishes a dagger with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
There appears to be something written on it.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Valynn grins at Crobin.
>
Tirost smiles at Valynn.
>
Illiya gets a hefty omnibus almanac with a sturdy indurium cover from inside her encompassing shadows.
>
Illiya studies her omnibus almanac closely.
>
Crobin smiles.
>
</pushStream>
>
Crobin nods to Valynn.
>
Valynn says, "You two as well."
>
Valynn praises Crobin.
>
Illiya puts her almanac in her encompassing shadows.
>
Valynn praises Tirost.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Valynn grins at Illiya.
>
Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>
Tirost says to Valynn, "I knew literally nothing about fighting adventurers before I learned in Praxium."
>
Illiya nods to Akeiro.
>
The melody of Casari's song turns to a more sonorous theme, dancing in a stately cadence that allows certain words to linger on the air.
>grin tirost
You grin at Tirost.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Cherisse finishes playing a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills.
>say @tirost Hard to believe that these days
You say to Tirost, "Hard to believe that these days."
>
Sonjaa glances at Tirost.
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
</pushStream>
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Valynn grins at Tirost.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
The dark stripes upon Damoone's skin fade away.
>
Tirost smiles.
>
Sceth says, "What a fantastic legacy."
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Awaken spell. [Empath (Mental Preparation): intermediate utility]
>
Cambin nods to Sceth.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Sheearyn gestures.
>
Cherisse gets an opulent Taisidon silkcress-bound almanac with diacan edged pages from inside her leather rucksack.
>
Cherisse studies her silkcress-bound almanac closely.
>grin crobin
You grin at Crobin.
>
Crobin chuckles.
>
Valynn says to Tirost, "Must be some good training then."
>
Baltamore applauds.
>
Tirost nods at Valynn, obviously agreeing with her views.
>
Cherisse puts her almanac in her leather rucksack.
>
Illiya gestures.
>'A round of applause, if you wouldn't mind, for our Alumni.
You say, "A round of applause, if you wouldn't mind, for our Alumni."
>
Tirost says to you, "I had good teachers."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Foyer] (20151)
The grand entrance to the Praxium is adorned with a massive banner that proclaims "Unity and Excellence in Combat". Smooth, polished stone floors echo with footsteps, their faint sound amplified by the vaulted ceiling above. On one wall, a masterfully carved relief depicts a detailed series of figures standing together in triumph, each marked by a guild crest: a Human Cleric, an Elven Barbarian, a S'Kra Mur Bard, a Human Paladin, and an Elothean Thief. Directly opposite, another relief showcases an Elven Bardess, a Prydaen Thief, a Human Warrior Mage, a Rakash Paladin, and a Halfling Thief, each rendered in exquisite detail as if caught mid-action. A single, wide archway beckons visitors deeper into the Praxium. You also see a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings and a wrought iron gate adorned with intricate scrollwork amid patterns of knots.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Sheearyn applauds.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
Akeiro gestures.
A liquid, dusky light cascades down Akeiro's body like thick honey before thinning out.
>
Valynn applauds.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Sukidesu applauds.
>
Illiya applauds.
>
Cambin applauds.
>
Vendelt applauds.
>
Warbrolus applauds.
>
Tirost applauds.
>
Nawain applauds.
>
Valynn lets out a loud "Huzzah!"
>
Damoone applauds.
>
Crobin nods to Tirost.
>
Selame applauds.
>
Sukidesu gets an impish expression on his face, and lets out a hearty cheer.
>
Vendelt lets out a loud "Huzzah!"
>
Illiya gestures.
>
Sonjaa applauds.
>
Wilhellm applauds.
>
Casari's voice resonantes with strong vibrato as she appears to pour more energy into the next words of her song.
>
Baltamore applauds.
>
Akeiro applauds.
>
Damoone gets an impish expression on his face, and lets out a hearty cheer.
chuckle
>
You chuckle.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Akeiro gestures.
>
Tirost's rage dissipates.
>
Valynn says to Tirost, "Some big shoes to fill, really."
>'But there's a fair bit more.
You say, "But there's a fair bit more."
>grin
You grin.
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Thanator applauds.
>
Sceth lets out a loud "Huzzah!"
>say Now, please follow me as we head further into the building.
You say, "Now, please follow me as we head further into the building."
>
</pushStream>
>go arch
[Praxium, Gathering Hall] (20152)
The heart of camaraderie within the Praxium, this expansive hall invites students and mentors to share meals, stories, and insights. A massive stone table commands the center of the room and is surrounded by an assortment of finely crafted wooden chairs. Above, a pair of wrought-iron chandeliers casts warm light that illuminates the space. Centered upon each of the four walls is a banner bearing the academy's emblem. Their colors, vibrant yet dignified, add a touch of refinement to the space. Heavy stone doors set on opposite walls from one another lead further in. The archway to the foyer remains ever open, providing a clear path back to the academy's welcoming entrance. You also see a sturdy wooden chest reinforced with iron bands and rivets.
Obvious exits: none.
Baltamore, Crobin, Sceth, Akeiro, Damoone, Thanator, Shaylynne, Wilhellm, Vendelt, Golameth, Sonjaa, Selame, Casari, Sukidesu, Illiya, Natarian, Cherisse, Warbrolus, Trajan, Nawain, Avrenka, Cambin, Tirost, Valynn and Sheearyn followed.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
With a loud hiss, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings marches into the area.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Tirost smiles at Valynn.
>
A chorus of yips and barks heralds the arrival of a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood.
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>'I say this earnestly, welcome home.
You say, "I say this earnestly, welcome home."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>
Sukidesu casually observes the area.
>smile
You smile.
>
Damoone grins at you.
>say I mean that. This isn't my home. Or the Instructors'.
You say, "I mean that. This isn't my home. Or the Instructors'."
>
Tirost chuckles.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Playfully tilting its head this way and that before it acts, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings scrambles atop a polished basalt table with a large rose gold knot inset at its center, then abruptly loses interest and saunters away.
>say The guards at the gate have been dismissed. The Headquarters is open to all.
You say, "The guards at the gate have been dismissed. The Headquarters is open to all."
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Crobin settles into a relaxed stance, eyes calmly scanning the room. His ears twitch back and forth, quietly tracking every sound and movement like a silent sentinel.
>
The resolute tones of Casari's music give way to a lighter one as she returns to singing the softer melody that began her song.
>
Damoone throws his head back and howls, sounding remarkably like a real wolf!
>
Natarian asks, "I already starte moving my stuff in... Should I not have done that?"
>
Nawain smiles at you.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Warbrolus chuckles.
>
Sukidesu laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.
>say It is my sincere hope, in good faith, that each of you will find cause to make use of this building.
You say, "It is my sincere hope, in good faith, that each of you will find cause to make use of this building."
>
The wild fervor you feel rushing through your veins seems reflected in Sheearyn's eyes.
>
Akeiro grins.
>say To craft your own stories.
You say, "To craft your own stories."
>
Sheearyn smiles at you.
>
Vendelt nods.
>say Your own lessons.
You say, "Your own lessons."
>
Tirost chuckles at Natarian.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>say And that you too help the next generation of adventurers correctly apply their combat knowledge, taking ground in their endeavors.
You say, "And that you too help the next generation of adventurers correctly apply their combat knowledge, taking ground in their endeavors."
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>smirk nat
You smirk at Natarian.
>point banners
You point at a group of four vibrant banners in bright gold and navy blue.
>
Valynn says, "Love the banners."
>
Akeiro gives Selame a sharp bite on the shoulder! Hey!
>
Tirost nods to you.
>'Read the BANNERS.
You say, "Read the BANNERS."
>
</pushStream>
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
</pushStream>
>
Sukidesu nods.
>
Valynn grins.
>say Attitude. Instruction. Implementation. Application.
You say, "Attitude. Instruction. Implementation. Application."
>
Selame giggles at Akeiro.
>
Crobin says, "I still can't read."
>
Crobin sighs.
>
Selame leans over and scratches Akeiro's back.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Gathering Hall] (20152)
The heart of camaraderie within the Praxium, this expansive hall invites students and mentors to share meals, stories, and insights. A massive stone table commands the center of the room and is surrounded by an assortment of finely crafted wooden chairs. Above, a pair of wrought-iron chandeliers casts warm light that illuminates the space. Centered upon each of the four walls is a banner bearing the academy's emblem. Their colors, vibrant yet dignified, add a touch of refinement to the space. Heavy stone doors set on opposite walls from one another lead further in. The archway to the foyer remains ever open, providing a clear path back to the academy's welcoming entrance. You also see a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings and a sturdy wooden chest reinforced with iron bands and rivets.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
Sukidesu pats Crobin on the back.
>
Tirost pats Crobin on the back.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Vendelt pats Crobin on the back.
>say Those are the bedrock principles to Praxium Instruction. We strive, imperfectly, to uphold them.
You say, "Those are the bedrock principles to Praxium Instruction. We strive, imperfectly, to uphold them."
>
Valynn pats Crobin on the back.
>
Nawain pats Crobin on the back.
>
Baltamore pats Crobin on the back.
>
A tear runs down Crobin's face.
>
A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
>
The air around Nawain shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.
>
Vendelt rummages about his person, looking for something.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>say The right Attitude, by all participants.
You say, "The right Attitude, by all participants."
>say Excellent Instruction.
You say, "Excellent Instruction."
>
Damoone exclaims, "So much thought and detail added to the hall. This is amazing!"
>say Practical Implementation.
You say, "Practical Implementation."
>
Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>
Sheearyn nods to Damoone.
>say Thorough Application.
You say, "Thorough Application."
>grin
You grin.
>nod damoone
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
You nod to Damoone.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
The faint roar emanating from Tirost's forearms suddenly ceases.
>
Valynn nods in agreement.
>say May we each continue to center our pursuit around those values.
You say, "May we each continue to center our pursuit around those values."
>
Vendelt gets a steel bola from inside his thigh quiver.
>
After sniffing and scenting the air, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood hops up on top of a polished basalt table with a large rose gold knot inset at its center, then gets out.
>
Crobin asks, "Did we build the bridge quicker or this place?"
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Tirost nods to you.
>
Vendelt puts his bola on a polished basalt table with a large rose gold knot inset at its center.
>'Note that from here, there are two different doors.
You say, "Note that from here, there are two different doors."
>
</pushStream>
>
Tirost quietly says to Crobin, "Both took a long time."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Playfully tilting its head this way and that before it acts, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings scrambles atop a polished basalt table with a large rose gold knot inset at its center, then abruptly loses interest and saunters away.
>
Illiya says, "The bridge was pretty fast once it was decided to build it."
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
Natarian says to Crobin, "Bridge was much quicker."
>'We'll continue our tour through the WEST door.
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
You say, "We'll continue our tour through the WEST door."
>
Sukidesu nods.
>
A flowing quality colors Casari's voice as each word of her singing drifts to the next, leaving scarcely a pause for breath in between.
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Crobin chuckles.
>go west door
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat.
Obvious paths: none.
Baltamore, Crobin, Sceth, Akeiro, Damoone, Thanator, Shaylynne, Wilhellm, Vendelt, Golameth, Sonjaa, Selame, Casari, Sukidesu, Illiya, Natarian, Cherisse, Warbrolus, Trajan, Nawain, Avrenka, Cambin, Tirost, Valynn and Sheearyn followed.
>
A clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings stomps into view, its shadowy text jostling with each step.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Crobin smiles.
>
The soft white glow fades from around Golameth.
>
Valynn grins.
>
A coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood scrambles madly into view, sounding like a herd of mammoths.
>
Crobin inhales a great swallow of air.
>say I think the point of this area is obvious.
You say, "I think the point of this area is obvious."
>look
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat. You also see a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious paths: none.
>
Sceth paces back and forth, smiling slightly to herself.
>
</pushStream>
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Sheearyn asks you, "Picnics?"
>say But in case it isn't, READ the BANNER.
You say, "But in case it isn't, READ the BANNER."
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>wink
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
You wink.
>point banner
You point at a large banner of fine fabric in bright gold and navy blue.
>
The warm air swirling around you stills and begins to cool.
>
Crobin smirks to himself.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Sukidesu reassuringly says in a Shardian accent, "Well that seems self-explanatory."
>
Vendelt rubs his nose.
>
Nawain grins.
>say We learn to fight by fighting.
You say, "We learn to fight by fighting."
>
Crobin says, "No law here."
>
Crobin says, "Excellent."
>say There is no better way to learn.
You say, "There is no better way to learn."
>
Tirost chuckles.
>
</pushStream>
>
Damoone paces back and forth, smiling slightly to himself.
>say You can brainstorm possible solutions to a multitude of problems.
You say, "You can brainstorm possible solutions to a multitude of problems."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat. You also see a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious paths: none.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
Illiya nods.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Valynn grins at Damoone.
>
Cherisse says to Crobin, "Shadow monsters everywhere then..."
>say You can daydream approaches to overcome any obstacle.
You say, "You can daydream approaches to overcome any obstacle."
>
Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>
Valynn says, "Lovely life mana."
>
A powerful melody is defined by both the resplendent tones of Casari's voice and her carefully chosen words as she continues to sing.
>say But you never *actually* learn what does or doesn't work until you put that prospective know-how to practice.
You say, "But you never *actually* learn what does or doesn't work until you put that prospective know-how to practice."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Damoone nods at Valynn, obviously agreeing with her views.
>
Casari screws her eyes shut and winces.
>
Warbrolus screws his eyes shut and winces.
>
Cambin's rage dissipates.
>say We learn to fight by fighting.
You say, "We learn to fight by fighting."
>
Cherisse begins a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills with only the slightest hint of difficulty.
>say Every single Praxium session ended with one or more spars. And tonight will be no different.
You say, "Every single Praxium session ended with one or more spars. And tonight will be no different."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Cherisse stops playing her song.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>wink
You wink.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Crobin says, "My magic seems good here."
>say But I'm getting ahead of myself. We'll revisit sparring in a bit.
You say, "But I'm getting ahead of myself. We'll revisit sparring in a bit."
>
Crobin nods to Valynn.
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Vendelt says, "The only way to begin, is by beginning."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Tirost laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.
>say To answer some obvious questions you might have...
You say, "To answer some obvious questions you might have..."
>
Valynn grins at Crobin.
>
Tirost glances at Crobin.
>
Valynn praises Crobin.
>'Yes, the mana is good here for most folks.
You say, "Yes, the mana is good here for most folks."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Illiya beams!
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>'Yes, there is no justice here.
You say, "Yes, there is no justice here."
>
</pushStream>
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Illiya turns her gaze to the sky for a few moments.
>say Yes, as you can see, we are "outdoors" now. Traders and Moon Magi, feel free to rejoice.
You say, "Yes, as you can see, we are "outdoors" now. Traders and Moon Magi, feel free to rejoice."
>
Valynn paces back and forth, smiling slightly to herself.
>
Shaylynne screws her eyes shut and winces.
>
Crobin says, "Not that I care about justice."
>
Valynn emits a rumbling purr, like a large mountain cat.
>
Cherisse begins a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills with only the slightest hint of difficulty.
>
You catch Akeiro making a grab for your pockets!
You stop Akeiro in his act of trying to pick your pocket. It's a good thing you caught him in time!
>
Damoone glances up at the sky.
>
Shaylynne grins at you.
>
Crobin says, "I am an outstanding citizen."
>
Damoone drools.
>grumble akeiro
You grumble at Akeiro.
>
Sceth chuckles at Crobin.
>
Illiya begins chortling at Akeiro.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Akeiro casually observes the area.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>say Yes, the Sparring Courtyard is limited to a single room. Promado Village only had so much space to spare for the building footprint.
You say, "Yes, the Sparring Courtyard is limited to a single room. Promado Village only had so much space to spare for the building footprint."
>
Akeiro twiddles his thumbs.
>
Valynn raises her voice to the sky in a resounding shriek. The answering call from a soaring hawk nearby echoes back.
>
Tirost says to Crobin, "Of course..."
>
Crobin beams at Tirost!
>
Valynn grins at Damoone.
>
Illiya whispers something to Akeiro.
>say No, we don't watch the Spars that happen from here.
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
You say, "No, we don't watch the Spars that happen from here."
>grin
You grin.
>
Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>say To do that, I'd like for you to accompany me one more time.
You say, "To do that, I'd like for you to accompany me one more time."
>
Vendelt says, "Oh nice."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat. You also see a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious paths: none.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Selame asks, "Can we taunt them from somewhere else?"
>
Akeiro whispers something to Illiya.
>'We'll go back through the door, and then we'll proceed through the EAST door.
You say, "We'll go back through the door, and then we'll proceed through the EAST door."
>
Crobin nods to Selame.
>go door
A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
[Praxium, Gathering Hall] (20152)
The heart of camaraderie within the Praxium, this expansive hall invites students and mentors to share meals, stories, and insights. A massive stone table commands the center of the room and is surrounded by an assortment of finely crafted wooden chairs. Above, a pair of wrought-iron chandeliers casts warm light that illuminates the space. Centered upon each of the four walls is a banner bearing the academy's emblem. Their colors, vibrant yet dignified, add a touch of refinement to the space. Heavy stone doors set on opposite walls from one another lead further in. The archway to the foyer remains ever open, providing a clear path back to the academy's welcoming entrance. You also see a sturdy wooden chest reinforced with iron bands and rivets.
Obvious exits: none.
Baltamore, Crobin, Sceth, Akeiro, Damoone, Thanator, Shaylynne, Wilhellm, Vendelt, Golameth, Sonjaa, Selame, Casari, Sukidesu, Illiya, Natarian, Cherisse, Warbrolus, Trajan, Nawain, Avrenka, Cambin, Tirost, Valynn and Sheearyn followed.
>
Tirost grins at Selame.
>
A clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings stomps into view, its shadowy text jostling with each step.
>
Valynn grins at Selame.
>go east door
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Obvious exits: none.
Baltamore, Crobin, Sceth, Akeiro, Damoone, Thanator, Shaylynne, Wilhellm, Vendelt, Golameth, Sonjaa, Selame, Casari, Sukidesu, Illiya, Natarian, Cherisse, Warbrolus, Trajan, Nawain, Avrenka, Cambin, Tirost, Valynn and Sheearyn followed.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
A coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood trots proudly into the area, tail wagging.
>
Nawain says in a Rakash accent, "Oooo."
>
A clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings stomps into view, its shadowy text jostling with each step.
>
Crobin nods.
>whisper warb If you need to buff up, go ahead and start now.
You whisper to Warbrolus, "If you need to buff up, go ahead and start now."
>
Crobin gets a slim almanac illustrated with an elegantly curled feather quill from inside his kirmiko pocket.
>
Crobin studies his slim almanac closely.
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Sceth casually observes the area.
>
Akeiro casually observes the area.
>
You sense a change in holy power throughout the area.
>say Welcome to the Observation Chamber.
You notice Warbrolus attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
A thrumming web of energy unfolds in a spiral across Warbrolus's skin.
You decipher the signs of a Holy utility spell.
>
You say, "Welcome to the Observation Chamber."
>
Warbrolus gets a dark green lemicule turtle with shimmering cosmic zircon eyes from inside his heavy backpack.
>
Sheearyn casually observes the area.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Crobin puts his almanac in his kirmiko pocket.
>
</pushStream>
(Crobin stands in front of the mirror and flexes)
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree shimmers for a moment, but quickly reforms itself.
>
Sukidesu reassuringly says in a Shardian accent, "Oh nice..."
>
Crobin says, "I look good."
>
Damoone glances out of the corner of his eye.
>say When designing this room, we centered on solving the common problem one encounters when fighting...or lecturing...surrounded by a dozen or more onlookers.
You say, "When designing this room, we centered on solving the common problem one encounters when fighting...or lecturing...surrounded by a dozen or more onlookers."
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree seems to blur for a moment, then resolves itself into a sprawling cambrinth tree with skeletal white-frosted branches.
>
Valynn just touched a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth manacle emits a loud *snap*.
You feel your courage bolstered by Warbrolus's faith and determination.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree emits a loud *snap*.
Brilliant, hair-like threads of light form a wispy crown around his head.
>
Warbrolus puts his turtle in his heavy backpack.
>
You notice Warbrolus attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
A thrumming web of energy unfolds in a spiral across Warbrolus's skin.
You decipher the signs of a Holy augmentation spell.
>
Warbrolus gets a dark green lemicule turtle with shimmering cosmic zircon eyes from inside his heavy backpack.
>
Selame laughs at Crobin.
>say Even when attempting to be still and quiet, tiny distractions add up that impede the learning experience.
You say, "Even when attempting to be still and quiet, tiny distractions add up that impede the learning experience."
>
Valynn says, "Oh, now this is fancy."
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree seems to blur for a moment, then resolves itself into a sprawling cambrinth tree crowned with a lush canopy of jade-green leaves.
>
Sheearyn nods.
>say Thus the Observation Chamber and the enchanted mirror.
You say, "Thus the Observation Chamber and the enchanted mirror."
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree seems to blur for a moment, then resolves itself into a sprawling cambrinth tree with skeletal white-frosted branches.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth manacle emits a loud *snap*.
You feel somehow more alive and vigorous due to the spell.
>point mirror
You point at a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
>
Valynn gestures at a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree emits a loud *snap*.
>
Warbrolus puts his turtle in his heavy backpack.
>
You notice Warbrolus attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
A thrumming web of energy unfolds in a spiral across Warbrolus's skin.
You decipher the signs of a Holy augmentation spell.
>
Warbrolus gets a dark green lemicule turtle with shimmering cosmic zircon eyes from inside his heavy backpack.
>
Vendelt says, "I personally am a fan of being able to watch the up and combing combatants without being able to catch strays."
>
The softly worded rendition of the main theme of Casari's song carries quietly through the area.
>say When you WATCH the mirror, you will see the real time goings on within the Sparring Courtyard.
You say, "When you WATCH the mirror, you will see the real time goings on within the Sparring Courtyard."
>
Damoone gazes at a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
>
Akeiro says, "Sneaky peeping, I like it."
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree seems to blur for a moment, then resolves itself into a sprawling cambrinth tree crowned with a lush canopy of jade-green leaves.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Akeiro nods at Selame, obviously agreeing with her views.
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree seems to blur for a moment, then resolves itself into a sprawling cambrinth tree ablaze with fiery copper-hued leaves.
>
Crobin gets an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond from inside his bone white cloak.
>
Crobin holds an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
A wild fervor flashes in Crobin's eyes.
>
Crobin puts his phoenix in his bone white cloak.
>say Such magic allows the combatants to better focus on each other, and not be distracted by lively conversation, spelling up, or reading from one's almanacs.
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You say, "Such magic allows the combatants to better focus on each other, and not be distracted by lively conversation, spelling up, or reading from one's almanacs."
>
Valynn grins at Akeiro.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth manacle emits a loud *snap*.
>
Cherisse finishes playing a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills.
>
Sukidesu nods.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree emits a loud *snap*.
>
Warbrolus puts his turtle in his heavy backpack.
>
You notice Warbrolus attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
A thrumming web of energy unfolds in a spiral across Warbrolus's skin.
You decipher the signs of a Holy utility spell.
>
Warbrolus gets a dark green lemicule turtle with shimmering cosmic zircon eyes from inside his heavy backpack.
>say I could also see future Lessons being provided by the Instructor in the Courtyard, while the Students listen in from here.
You say, "I could also see future Lessons being provided by the Instructor in the Courtyard, while the Students listen in from here."
>
Sheearyn praises you.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree shimmers for a moment, but quickly reforms itself.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
Selame leans back against Akeiro with a loving smile.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree seems to blur for a moment, then resolves itself into a sprawling cambrinth tree bursting with pale pink blossoms.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth manacle emits a loud *snap*.
An opalescent glow momentarily illuminates him before sinking into his skin.
>
Crobin nods to you.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree emits a loud *snap*.
>
Warbrolus puts his turtle in his heavy backpack.
>
You notice Warbrolus attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
A thrumming web of energy unfolds in a spiral across Warbrolus's skin.
You decipher the signs of a Holy augmentation spell.
>say Speaking of combatants, though. We learn to fight by fighting. Warbrolus and Golameth, would you go and make ready?
You ask, "Speaking of combatants, though. We learn to fight by fighting. Warbrolus and Golameth, would you go and make ready?"
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree shimmers for a moment, but quickly reforms itself.
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree seems to blur for a moment, then resolves itself into a sprawling cambrinth tree ablaze with fiery copper-hued leaves.
>
Tirost praises Warbrolus.
>whisper warb GO DOOR, then GO WEST DOOR
You whisper to Warbrolus, "GO DOOR, then GO WEST DOOR"
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth manacle emits a loud *snap*.
>
Tirost praises Golameth.
>
Golameth asks, "There are dressing rooms?"
>
Warbrolus gets a dark green lemicule turtle with shimmering cosmic zircon eyes from inside his heavy backpack.
>
Warbrolus waves a dark green lemicule turtle with shimmering cosmic zircon eyes around.
>
Warbrolus puts his turtle in his heavy backpack.
>
You notice Warbrolus attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
A thrumming web of energy unfolds in a spiral across Warbrolus's skin.
You decipher the signs of a Holy utility spell.
>whisper gola GO DOOR, then GO WEST DOOR
You whisper to Golameth, "GO DOOR, then GO WEST DOOR"
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Valynn praises Warbrolus.
>
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Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
[custom/look]>look
>
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Valynn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Akeiro lets out a hearty cheer for Golameth!
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Natarian says, "Right here."
>
Katamba's Shield Warbrolus went through a heavy stone door.
>
Valynn begins chortling at Golameth.
>
(Crobin stands in front of Gola holding his cloak out)
>
Selame lets out a hearty cheer for Golameth!
>
Crobin says, "I got you GOla."
>
You sense the holy power return to normal.
>
The melody of Casari's song turns to a more sonorous theme, dancing in a stately cadence that allows certain words to linger on the air.
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Shaylynne grins at Golameth.
>
Akeiro says to Golameth, "You can change here we've all seen it before."
>grin
You grin.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Natarian's fearlessness.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Akeiro nods at Golameth, obviously agreeing with his views.
>
Sukidesu laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.
>
Mage Slayer Golameth went through a heavy stone door.
>say I'm going to give them just a moment to prepare. In the meantime...
You say, "I'm going to give them just a moment to prepare. In the meantime..."
>say Akeiro and Selame, would you mind dispensing the food?
You ask, "Akeiro and Selame, would you mind dispensing the food?"
>
Fingers of spectral flame flicker down Nawain's forearms to swirl over her clenched fists for a brief moment.
>
Akeiro nods to you.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Tirost's fearlessness.
>
Natarian's fierce determination continues to inspire you to stand strong against all that assails you, the chaos of the world around you seeming small and insignificant.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Sheearyn's fearlessness.
>
Selame gets a picnic basket crafted to resemble a giant s'more from inside her old backpack.
>say I am going to go count down to the fight. Talk amongst yourselves, please.
You say, "I am going to go count down to the fight. Talk amongst yourselves, please."
>disband
Defaulting to GROUP disband. Type DISBAND HELP for more info.
You disband Sheearyn.
You disband Valynn.
You disband Tirost.
You disband Cambin.
You disband Avrenka.
You disband Nawain.
You disband Trajan.
You disband Cherisse.
You disband Natarian.
You disband Illiya.
You disband Sukidesu.
You disband Casari.
You disband Selame.
You disband Sonjaa.
You disband Vendelt.
You disband Wilhellm.
You disband Shaylynne.
You disband Thanator.
You disband Damoone.
You disband Akeiro.
You disband Sceth.
You disband Crobin.
You disband Baltamore.
>'Watch the mirror.
You say, "Watch the mirror."
>go door
Selame pulls an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth out of a picnic basket, setting her basket aside as as she shakes out the cloth and lays it out upon the ground.
>
[Praxium, Gathering Hall] (20152)
The heart of camaraderie within the Praxium, this expansive hall invites students and mentors to share meals, stories, and insights. A massive stone table commands the center of the room and is surrounded by an assortment of finely crafted wooden chairs. Above, a pair of wrought-iron chandeliers casts warm light that illuminates the space. Centered upon each of the four walls is a banner bearing the academy's emblem. Their colors, vibrant yet dignified, add a touch of refinement to the space. Heavy stone doors set on opposite walls from one another lead further in. The archway to the foyer remains ever open, providing a clear path back to the academy's welcoming entrance. You also see a sturdy wooden chest reinforced with iron bands and rivets.
Obvious exits: none.
>go west door
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat.
Also here: Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures and Katamba's Shield Warbrolus.
Obvious paths: none.
>
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree shimmers for a moment, but quickly reforms itself.
>
Golameth's rage dissipates.
>grin
You grin.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth manacle emits a loud *snap*.
Warbrolus's cambrinth tree emits a loud *snap*.
>
Warbrolus asks, "How do you want to do it?"
>
You notice Warbrolus attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
A thrumming web of energy unfolds in a spiral across Warbrolus's skin.
>'How long do you need to prepare, Warb?
You ask, "How long do you need to prepare, Warb?"
>
Warbrolus says, "I'm about done."
>nod
You nod.
>
Slowly, the determination burning within you ebbs, the fierce pounding of your heart gradually subsiding.
>
You feel less clear-headed and alert.
>
Warbrolus gestures.
Warbrolus's cambrinth manacle emits a loud *snap*.
A silver static briefly appears around Warbrolus's arms.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
Warbrolus puts his turtle in his heavy backpack.
>
Golameth gets a regal diamondwood scepter capped with a trilliant-cut Sunderstone from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds a regal diamondwood scepter capped with a trilliant-cut Sunderstone in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
Golameth lifts his fist toward the heavens and with a mighty shout displays his righteous wrath.
>
Golameth puts a regal diamondwood scepter capped with a trilliant-cut Sunderstone in his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth gets a pure white spiritwood wand inlaid with glowing moonsilver sigils from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds a pure white spiritwood wand inlaid with glowing moonsilver sigils in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
Golameth is bathed in a soft white glow for a moment.
>
Golameth puts a pure white spiritwood wand inlaid with glowing moonsilver sigils in his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>'Gola, you surely need 15 or so minutes to buff up, yes?
Golameth gets a blue glass bottle with a crackled interior from his leather bandolier.
>
You ask, "Gola, you surely need 15 or so minutes to buff up, yes?"
>
Golameth holds a blue glass bottle with a crackled interior in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
>
You feel your righteous rage dissipate.
>
Golameth puts a blue glass bottle with a crackled interior in his leather bandolier.
>grin
You grin.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth gets a small windsteel dodecahedron burnished with a whorled finish from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds a small windsteel dodecahedron burnished with a whorled finish in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
A faint breeze surrounds him.
>
Golameth puts a small windsteel dodecahedron burnished with a whorled finish in his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth gets a glittery platinum poppet with stormfire topaz eyes from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds a glittery platinum poppet with stormfire topaz eyes in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
>
Golameth puts a glittery platinum poppet with stormfire topaz eyes in his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth gets an icy blue crystal from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds an icy blue crystal in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
Golameth inhales sharply. Though there is no apparent physical change to him, he seems more aloof.
>
Golameth puts an icy blue crystal in his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
The pulsing fervor of Rage of the Clans fades from your body and your pulse returns to normal.
>
You feel the fearlessness endowed by Redeemer's Pride ebb away.
>
Golameth gets a half-eaten crystalline apple from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds a half-eaten crystalline apple in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
>
Golameth puts a half-eaten crystalline apple in his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth gets a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
>
Golameth puts a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew in his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth gets a twisted bogbirch limb covered in obscure symbols from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds a twisted bogbirch limb covered in obscure symbols in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
Golameth's countenance takes on a sublimely tranquil air.
>
Golameth puts a twisted bogbirch limb covered in obscure symbols in his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth adjusts his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth gets an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond from his leather bandolier.
>
Golameth holds an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.
A wild fervor flashes in Golameth's eyes.
>
Golameth puts an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond in his leather bandolier.
>
The fluidity of your mind expires.
>'So many wands....
You say, "So many wands...."
>laugh
You laugh!
>
Warbrolus asks, "Bare knuckles for real?"
>
Warbrolus chuckles.
>
You sense a change in holy power throughout the area.
>'Alright, kick things off in 60 seconds.
You say, "Alright, kick things off in 60 seconds."
>
Golameth says, "Nah we slug it out another time."
>
Golameth settles low, taut and shaking with visibly bridled violence. His legs brace, poised to spring, and his footing presses hard against the ground -- anchored and still.
>
Motes of glimmering cerulean light trail from the orb as it hovers placidly near you.
>
Golameth says, "90."
>
Warbrolus snaps his fingers.
>nod
You nod.
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat.
Also here: Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures and Katamba's Shield Warbrolus.
Obvious paths: none.
>'Gola, you say "Go", please
You notice Warbrolus attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
A thrumming web of energy unfolds in a spiral across Warbrolus's skin.
>
You say, "Gola, you say "Go", please."
>go door
[Praxium, Gathering Hall] (20152)
The heart of camaraderie within the Praxium, this expansive hall invites students and mentors to share meals, stories, and insights. A massive stone table commands the center of the room and is surrounded by an assortment of finely crafted wooden chairs. Above, a pair of wrought-iron chandeliers casts warm light that illuminates the space. Centered upon each of the four walls is a banner bearing the academy's emblem. Their colors, vibrant yet dignified, add a touch of refinement to the space. Heavy stone doors set on opposite walls from one another lead further in. The archway to the foyer remains ever open, providing a clear path back to the academy's welcoming entrance. You also see a sturdy wooden chest reinforced with iron bands and rivets.
Obvious exits: none.
>go west door
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat.
Also here: Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures and Katamba's Shield Warbrolus.
Obvious paths: none.
>go door
[Praxium, Gathering Hall] (20152)
The heart of camaraderie within the Praxium, this expansive hall invites students and mentors to share meals, stories, and insights. A massive stone table commands the center of the room and is surrounded by an assortment of finely crafted wooden chairs. Above, a pair of wrought-iron chandeliers casts warm light that illuminates the space. Centered upon each of the four walls is a banner bearing the academy's emblem. Their colors, vibrant yet dignified, add a touch of refinement to the space. Heavy stone doors set on opposite walls from one another lead further in. The archway to the foyer remains ever open, providing a clear path back to the academy's welcoming entrance. You also see a sturdy wooden chest reinforced with iron bands and rivets.
Obvious exits: none.
>go east door
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>watch mirror
You focus your attention upon the mirror...
>
Nawain takes a bite of the scone.
>
Baltamore gets himself a buttermilk scone oozing with lemon curd and clotted cream. Yum!
>
Vendelt says, "If anyone is seriously interested in betting, I can take bets."
>
Sukidesu takes a bite of the cupcake.
>
Crobin gets a curving bloodwood branch from inside his bone white cloak.
>
Crobin taps a curving bloodwood branch that he is holding.
>
Crobin puts his branch in his bone white cloak.
>'They'll get started in just over a minute.
You say, "They'll get started in just over a minute."
>
Nawain takes a bite of the scone.
>
Damoone gets a steel-plated ironwood crossbow with a sculpted dragon-head cranequin from inside his leather haversack.
>
Cherisse gets herself a gilded porcelain cup of Tanglefoot's smoked tea. Yum!
>
Selame shakes her head at Crobin.
>
Valynn says to Illiya, "As with everything else, you are amazing."
>
Cherisse sniffs at a gilded porcelain cup of Tanglefoot's smoked tea.
>
Illiya asks, "What're we betting?"
>
Damoone puts his crossbow in his leather haversack.
>
Crobin begins pouting.
>'If you aren't already, make sure you are WATCHing the mirror.
Valynn hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return.
>
You say, "If you aren't already, make sure you are WATCHing the mirror."
>
Illiya grins at Valynn, her dimples flashing into view.
>
Sheearyn asks you, "Do you think you and your co-instructors will run another semester of Praxium?"
>
Selame says to Crobin, "I didn't have time to swing through there, will get ya next time bud."
>nod sheea
You nod to Sheearyn.
>
Sheearyn beams at you! What a warm feeling!
>
</pushStream>
>
Valynn grins.
>
Sukidesu takes a bite of the cupcake.
>
Sheearyn asks you, "Will it be empath-friendly?"
>
Crobin says, "No problem."
>
Illiya asks Selame, "No strwaberry snacks?"
>
Sukidesu takes a bite of the cupcake.
>say @sheea I've been waiting for the construction to finish. More Praxium-related announcements will be issued "soon."
You say to Sheearyn, "I've been waiting for the construction to finish. More Praxium-related announcements will be issued "soon."
>
Vendelt rummages about his person, looking for something.
>
Crobin asks, "How much would it cost to pay to have an announcer?"
>
Crobin says, "You know all."
>
Natarian says, "If you don't want to break your habits from the wyvern arena, observing the mirror works as well."
>
Akeiro rummages about his person, looking for something.
>
A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
>
Crobin says, "LETS GET READY TO CRUMBLE."
>
Sheearyn asks you, "That's a synonym for never, right?"
>
Sukidesu takes a bite of the cupcake.
>nod nat
You nod to Natarian.
>
Sukidesu takes a bite of the cupcake.
>
Vendelt roots around the area for a moment.
>
Sukidesu takes a bite of the cupcake.
>
Selame taps her back.
>shake head at sheea
You shake your head at Sheearyn.
>
Tirost says, "The mirror is a really nice touch."
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Sukidesu takes a bite of the cupcake.
>
Illiya chuckles at Crobin.
>
Sheearyn smiles at you.
>
Valynn grins at Crobin.
>grin
You grin.
>nod tir
You nod to Tirost.
>
Sukidesu takes a bite of the cupcake.
>
Illiya says to Crobin, "Spoken like a cookie."
>
Selame taps her back.
>
Sheearyn says to you, "I look forward to it."
>
Valynn nods at Tirost, obviously agreeing with his views.
>
Sonjaa nods in agreement.
>say @tirost Solved a practical problem.
You say to Tirost, "Solved a practical problem."
>
Vendelt rummages about his person, looking for something.
>
Selame gets an applewood wand topped with an autumn jasper pumpkin from inside her dragonwood lunchbox.
>
Selame weaves the applewood wand through a simple series of gestures. A basket of deep-fried corn fritters stuffed with berries and cheese appears in her left hand!
>
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>
Valynn says to you, "As someone we both know, Top Notch."
>'Only issue is that we can't taunt, or provide feedback, from here.
You say, "Only issue is that we can't taunt, or provide feedback, from here."
>grin
You grin.
>
Selame puts her fritters in her dragonwood lunchbox.
>
Tirost asks you, "What happens when someone gets knocked out? Do they remain in the sparring courtyard?"
>
Valynn grins at you.
>
</pushStream>
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>say @tirost They do.
Sheearyn says to you, "That's a pretty significant issue..."
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You say to Tirost, "They do."
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Sheearyn grins at you.
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Vendelt shakes his fist at a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame!
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Tirost nods to you.
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</pushStream>
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A flowing quality colors Casari's voice as each word of her singing drifts to the next, leaving scarcely a pause for breath in between.
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
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Selame exclaims to Illiya, "I don't know where I put your lunch box!"
>whisper illiya Can you please heal the two when they're done?
You whisper to Illiya, "Can you please heal the two when they're done?"
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Illiya taps a heavy stone door.
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</pushStream>
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Illiya nods to you.
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Selame whirls the applewood wand through a complicated series of gestures. An oversized glass of autumn sangria swirled with frozen fruit appears in her left hand!
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</pushStream>
>whisper illiya It'll be GO DOOR, GO WEST DOOR to get to them.
You whisper to Illiya, "It'll be GO DOOR, GO WEST DOOR to get to them."
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</pushStream>
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</pushStream>
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Illiya whispers, "Gotcha"
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Selame offers Akeiro an oversized glass of autumn sangria swirled with frozen fruit.
>say @tirost Couldn't have too many fun features, unfortunately.
You say to Tirost, "Couldn't have too many fun features, unfortunately."
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</pushStream>
>grin
You grin.
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Akeiro accepts Selame's autumn sangria.
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</pushStream>
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Sheearyn laughs!
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Akeiro's eyelids droop slightly as he utters a low, affectionate trill at Selame.
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Damoone's claws slowly retract as his hands return to normal.
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Tirost smiles at you.
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Akeiro takes a sip of his sangria.
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</pushStream>
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Selame swirls the applewood wand through a simple series of gestures. A basket of deep-fried corn fritters stuffed with berries and cheese appears in her left hand!
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Sheearyn says to Tirost, "But it's not that hard to have an empath ready to go through the door."
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Selame offers Akeiro a basket of deep-fried corn fritters stuffed with berries and cheese.
>'Gola with the patented Barbarian Ice Patch wand.
You say, "Gola with the patented Barbarian Ice Patch wand."
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Akeiro accepts Selame's corn fritters.
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Selame swirls the applewood wand through a serpentine series of gestures. A basket of deep-fried corn fritters stuffed with berries and cheese appears in her left hand!
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</pushStream>
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Akeiro quietly says to Selame, "Bestest."
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Selame puts her fritters in her dragonwood lunchbox.
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Akeiro kisses Selame on the nose.
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Sceth asks, "Can they hear us if we yell?"
>'Holy Warrior cutting right through Gola's defenses.
A powerful melody is defined by both the resplendent tones of Casari's voice and her carefully chosen words as she continues to sing.
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You say, "Holy Warrior cutting right through Gola's defenses."
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Selame's eyelids droop slightly as she utters a low, affectionate trill at Akeiro.
>shake head at sceth
You shake your head at Sceth.
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Selame whirls the applewood wand through an embellished series of gestures. An oversized glass of autumn sangria swirled with frozen fruit appears in her left hand!
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Sceth snaps her fingers.
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Selame puts her sangria in her dragonwood lunchbox.
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Selame waves the applewood wand through a serpentine series of gestures. A golden lotus-shaped funnel cake dusted with powdered sugar appears in her left hand!
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</pushStream>
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</pushStream>
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</pushStream>
>'Gola's Stomp was mostly blocked.
You say, "Gola's Stomp was mostly blocked."
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Vendelt says, "You should probably yell anyway though, just in case."
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A clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings charges up to you, throws its head back with a loud hiss, then bolts away.
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</pushStream>
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Selame puts her cake in her dragonwood lunchbox.
>nod ven
You nod to Vendelt.
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Valynn chortles softly at some secret joke.
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Selame twists the applewood wand through an intricate series of gestures. A skewer of grilled lamb kebab dressed with spicy pistachio salad appears in her left hand!
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Damoone appears calmer than he did a moment ago.
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Thanator quietly says, "Stupid HoW.....hate that spell."
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Thanator appears to be trying hard not to grin.
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Sceth yells, "Get em!!"
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Selame puts her kebab in her dragonwood lunchbox.
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Sceth grins at Vendelt.
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Valynn says, "Warb being so polite and stuff."
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Natarian nods at Thanator, obviously agreeing with his views.
>'Warb missed the trip.
You say, "Warb missed the trip."
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Selame twists the applewood wand through an extravagant series of gestures. A thick slice of strawberry cake smeared with raspberry buttercream frosting appears in her left hand!
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A gentle sound mimicking the patter of a summer shower meets your ears as the a brilliant orb of rippling cerulean light floating near you shears apart in luminous waves, reforming seconds later into a more solid sphere.
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Selame offers Illiya a thick slice of strawberry cake smeared with raspberry buttercream frosting.
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Akeiro yells, "GETTEM IN THE GROIN!"
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Illiya beams at Selame!
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Illiya accepts Selame's strawberry cake.
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Illiya hugs Selame, who wraps her arms around Illiya with a warm smile.
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Vendelt yells, "Kick him in the knee!"
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[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Sceth winces.
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Sukidesu leans on Nawain.
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</pushStream>
Illiya leans over to give Selame a friendly smooch.
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Selame puts her wand in her dragonwood lunchbox.
>
Nawain leans on Sukidesu.
>'We don't often see Warbrolus chain advanced combat maneuvers these days.
You say, "We don't often see Warbrolus chain advanced combat maneuvers these days."
>
Sceth yells, "Sweep the leg!"
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Cherisse begins a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills with only the slightest hint of difficulty.
>
Selame whispers something to Illiya.
>'But no SiS is making an appearance.
Illiya takes a tiny bite of a thick slice of strawberry cake smeared with raspberry buttercream frosting and chews daintily on it.
>
You say, "But no SiS is making an appearance."
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Tirost asks Thanator, "Barbs love tachis, don't they?"
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Illiya gazes happily at Selame.
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Illiya snuggled companionably beside Selame.
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Thanator grins at Tirost.
>nod tir
You nod to Tirost.
>
Tirost grins.
>
Vendelt yells, "Grab his quarterstaff and twist!"
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Thanator nods at Tirost, obviously agreeing with his views.
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Crobin chuckles at Vendelt.
>'Holy Warrior with another stun.
Sukidesu deftly removes the steel tachi from his belt.
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You say, "Holy Warrior with another stun."
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Sukidesu blinks.
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Illiya asks, "Who doesn't love tachis?"
>
A clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings sits down on your foot, leans hard against your legs.
>
Sukidesu nods at Illiya, obviously agreeing with her views.
>
Sukidesu creates a loud "Swoosh!" as he cuts a graceful arc through the air with his steel tachi.
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Cherisse says, "No tachi..."
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Sukidesu hangs his steel tachi from his belt. It rattles against the katar hanging from his belt, and he adjusts them.
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</pushStream>
Sukidesu laughs!
>
Crobin says, "I love tacos."
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Illiya pats a steel tachi.
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Crobin asks, "Is that the same?"
>
A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
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Sceth says, "Are those edible."
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Sukidesu reassuringly says in a Shardian accent, "Tacos are good too."
>nod sheea
You nod to Sheearyn.
>
Crobin nods to Sukidesu.
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Baltamore gets himself a chocolate marshmallow cookie cut into the silhouette of a frog. Yum!
>
Vendelt says, "Please don't weaponize tacos."
>'Ooh, there's a solid hit for the first time.
You say, "Ooh, there's a solid hit (4/23) for the first time."
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Tirost says to Illiya, "I like them a lot when they're not being swung at me."
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Vendelt says, "Then they cannot be eaten."
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Sukidesu reassuringly says in a Shardian accent, "Oh I need to get my tachi repaired."
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Illiya nods at Tirost, obviously agreeing with his views.
>
Baltamore gets himself a generous slice of honey lavender cake. Yum!
>
Sukidesu reassuringly says in a Shardian accent, "I'll do that later."
>
Thanator exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>'Warbrolus is still wanding up.
You say, "Warbrolus is still wanding up."
>grin
Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>
You grin.
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the cake.
>
Sceth gets herself a caramel-filled banana birthday cupcake garnished with a candied walnut. Yum!
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the cake.
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Sceth exclaims, "Happy burthday new sparring arena!"
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the cake.
>
</pushStream>
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the cake.
>
Sceth licks a caramel-filled banana birthday cupcake garnished with a candied walnut.
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the cake.
>chuckle
You chuckle.
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the cake.
>
Sceth takes a bite of the cupcake.
>om
You tap into the mana from one hundred of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You concentrate intently, attempting to infuse a tremendous amount of your harnessed mana into your active Osrel Meraud spell pattern.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You sense that you were able to channel most of your infusion's power into a brilliant orb of rippling cerulean light. A faint tugging sensation emanates from the orb, as if it hungers for more.
R>om
You tap into the mana from one hundred of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You concentrate intently, attempting to infuse a tremendous amount of your harnessed mana into your active Osrel Meraud spell pattern.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You sense that you were able to channel most of your infusion's power into a brilliant orb of rippling cerulean light. A faint tugging sensation emanates from the orb, as if it hungers for more.
R>
Tirost smiles at Sceth.
R>om
...wait 1 seconds.
R>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
R>
You feel fully rested.
R>om
You tap into the mana from one hundred of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You concentrate intently, attempting to infuse a tremendous amount of your harnessed mana into your active Osrel Meraud spell pattern.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You sense that you were able to channel most of your infusion's power into a brilliant orb of rippling cerulean light. A faint tingle washes through you as some of the energy is diffused, the orb having reached its full capacity.
R>
Damoone says, "Warb is so good with timing his tactics."
R>
Sceth takes a bite of a caramel-filled banana birthday cupcake garnished with a candied walnut and chews carefully on it.
>
The softly worded rendition of the main theme of Casari's song carries quietly through the area.
>
You feel fully rested.
>
The black eldritch symbols on your hexwood wristcuff turn glossy like wet ink, the spiky markings appearing to spill across your hand in an illusory tattoo before fading into your skin, leaving you feeling oddly refreshed.
>
The black eldritch symbols on your hexwood wristcuff turn glossy like wet ink, the spiky markings appearing to spill across your hand in an illusory tattoo before fading into your skin, leaving you feeling oddly refreshed.
>
The black lotus blossoms of your morgawr bone armband flare with radiance, a sense of peace and restfulness spreading through you to ease your mental fatigue.
>
A faint metallic jangling reaches your ears as your thin Adamantia steel leg iron briefly digs into your ankle as though being tugged by an unseen force. After a moment, the pressure subsides, leaving you refreshed.
>
The black lotus blossoms of your morgawr bone armband flare with radiance, a sense of peace and restfulness spreading through you to ease your mental fatigue.
>
Valynn nods at Damoone, obviously agreeing with his views.
>
Tirost nods to Damoone.
>
Tirost gets a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves from inside his sling bag.
>'They're both playing it a little slow, presumably for our benefit.
You say, "They're both playing it a little slow, presumably for our benefit."
>
Tirost flips open the lid on his silversteel tankard.
>
Cherisse finishes playing a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills.
>
Tirost raises his tankard, drinking deeply from the Dwarven ale inside.
>
Crobin gets a slim almanac illustrated with an elegantly curled feather quill from inside his kirmiko pocket.
>
Crobin studies his slim almanac closely.
>
</pushStream>
>
Illiya says, "Maneuvers doing work."
>'Golameth with the tackle.
You say, "Golameth with the tackle."
>
Crobin puts his almanac in his kirmiko pocket.
>'I need to remember to use Tackle more.
You say, "I need to remember to use Tackle more."
>
Akeiro says, "MaF really eating those hits."
>
You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.
>nod akeiro
You nod to Akeiro.
>'Warbrolus dropped Holy Warrior, interesting.
You say, "Warbrolus dropped Holy Warrior, interesting."
>
The melody of Casari's song turns to a more sonorous theme, dancing in a stately cadence that allows certain words to linger on the air.
>
</pushStream>
>
Sheearyn gets a battered manual titled "104 Bad Ideas" from inside her blue cloak.
>
Sheearyn studies her battered manual closely.
>
Tirost says to Akeiro, "The cursed divine, heavy, legendary armor doesn't hurt either."
>
Damoone grins at Sheearyn.
>
The brilliant silver glow dissipates from Nawain.
>
Sheearyn puts her manual in her blue cloak.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Awaken spell. [Empath (Mental Preparation): intermediate utility]
>'Ah, Golameth is analyzing Warbrolus to open up holes in his defense.
You say, "Ah, Golameth is analyzing Warbrolus to open up holes in his defense."
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
>
Your spirit grows colder as its enhanced vigor begins to wane.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Wisdom of the Pack spell. [Ranger (Animal Abilities): intermediate augmentation]
>
</pushStream>
Illiya says, "I don't think I've seen that elbow to throat move before."
>'OOC: Custom earthquake messaging.
You say, "OOC: Custom earthquake messaging."
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Illiya exclaims, "Neat!"
>
Casari says, "They're slow."
>
Casari grins.
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
Sheearyn lowers her head slightly, acknowledging Crobin.
Illiya lowers her head slightly, acknowledging Crobin.
Sceth lowers her head slightly, acknowledging Crobin.
Crobin moves slowly about the area, holding his head up and gazing to and fro. He finally settles on a commanding position.
>
Vendelt says to Illiya, "It's something I like to see more of, honestly."
>nod cas
You nod to Casari.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Mental Focus spell. [Empath (Mental Preparation): basic augmentation]
>
Casari's voice resonantes with strong vibrato as she appears to pour more energy into the next words of her song.
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Illiya nods to Vendelt.
>
Vendelt says, "More throats need elbows."
>
Your Psychic Shield wears off.
>chuckle
You chuckle.
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
>
Shaylynne chortles softly at some secret joke.
>'Not sure if agree...
You say, "Not sure if agree..."
>look on apron
There is nothing on there.
>look
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Cherisse says to Vendelt, "You have particular tastes..."
>look on cloth
Spread out on the picnic cloth you see a gilded porcelain teapot of Tanglefoot's smoked tea, a tall ceramic chocolate pot of Feta's Decadence hot chocolate, a chubby blue teapot of Glythtide's Finest tea, a silver pot of steaming hot coffee with milky foam, a tower of caramel-filled banana birthday cupcakes garnished with candied walnuts, a gold-tiered stand of buttermilk scones oozing with lemon curd and clotted cream, a lettuce-frilled plate of curried chicken salad sandwiches and a towering stack of shaved ham and herb cheese-stuffed croissants.
>
Cherisse says, "That are quite peculiar."
>
Sukidesu stretches his arms.
>
Shaylynne nods at Cherisse, obviously agreeing with her views.
>
Baltamore puts his plate in his oilskin gearbag.
>
Illiya gets a hefty omnibus almanac with a sturdy indurium cover from inside her encompassing shadows.
>look on second cloth
Spread out on the picnic cloth you see a bottle of flaming firesprite fury, a bottle of cinnamon liqueur, a bottle of flaming firesprite fury, a bottle of Raging Mammoth golden malt liquor capped by a creamy foam, a bottle of nightmare brew, a jug of mountain moonshine, a tall bottle of crude sugar-cane rum, a bottle of Sand Spit Rum, a bottle of Gor'Tog grog, a bottle of throat melter, a bottle of throat melter, a tall bottle of crude sugar-cane rum, a bottle of Raging Mammoth golden malt liquor capped by a creamy foam, a bottle of passionfruit vodka, a bottle of Gravedigger's dark ale flavored with roasted coffee beans, a bottle of Gravedigger's dark ale flavored with roasted coffee beans, a bottle of Gor'Tog grog, a bottle of Gor'Tog grog, a cloudy bottle of potato peel vodka, a bottle of passionfruit vodka, a jug of mountain moonshine, a bottle of Raging Mammoth golden malt liquor capped by a creamy foam, a bottle of death brandy, a tall bottle of crude sugar-cane rum, a tall bottle of crude sugar-cane rum, a yellow bottle of refreshing toilet wine sangria, a tall bottle of crude sugar-cane rum, a yellow bottle of refreshing toilet wine sangria, a tall bottle of crude sugar-cane rum, a bottle of Asketi's ride, a bottle of death brandy and a bottle of Carleen's thick beer.
>
Illiya studies her omnibus almanac closely.
>
Vendelt says to Crobin, "I am think of specific throats I guess."
>
</pushStream>
>get liqu
You get a bottle of cinnamon liqueur from atop a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands.
>
Vendelt looks at Crobin and shrugs.
>
Natarian says, "Nice drought hit."
>stow
You put your liqueur in your traveler's backpack.
>
Illiya puts her almanac in her encompassing shadows.
>
</pushStream>
Damoone grins at Vendelt.
>get malt liq
You get a bottle of Raging Mammoth golden malt liquor capped by a creamy foam from atop a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands.
>nod
You nod.
>
The resolute tones of Casari's music give way to a lighter one as she returns to singing the softer melody that began her song.
>
Illiya says, "Warb is bleeding a lot."
>
Tirost's throat contracts as a faint wisp of smoke rises from his lips.
>
Nawain takes a bite of the scone.
>nod ill agree
You nod at Illiya, in complete agreement with her views.
>
</pushStream>
>'I'm questioning his lack of SiS.
You say, "I'm questioning his lack of SiS."
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
You notice Sceth attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sceth assumes a calm stance, concentrating on something.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Senses of the Tiger spell. [Ranger (Animal Abilities): basic augmentation]
>
Nawain takes a bite of the scone.
>
Cherisse says, "Well he is holy..."
>
</pushStream>
>
Sceth says, "Haha."
>
Shaylynne grins at Cherisse.
>
Valynn nods to you.
>
Sceth grins at Cherisse.
>'But he did say he wanted this to be a fun exhibition fight.
You say, "But he did say he wanted this to be a fun exhibition fight."
>
Sheearyn says to you, "Maybe he forgot how to get birds."
>
Sukidesu bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.
>
Nawain takes a bite of the scone.
>drink my liq
You take a sip of the liquor.
>
The veil of ice suddenly shatters and melts from around Tirost.
>
Cherisse gets an opulent Taisidon silkcress-bound almanac with diacan edged pages from inside her leather rucksack.
>
Sceth takes a bite of a caramel-filled banana birthday cupcake garnished with a candied walnut and chews carefully on it.
>
Cherisse studies her silkcress-bound almanac closely.
>
Sceth gestures.
Sceth's cambrinth kitten emits a loud *snap*.
Dark stripes form upon her skin, rippling with feral power.
>
You notice Sceth attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sceth assumes a calm stance, concentrating on something.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Embed the Cycle spell.
>'Akeiro, Selame...thank you both for the food and beverages.
You say, "Akeiro, Selame...thank you both for the food and beverages."
>
Cherisse puts her almanac in her leather rucksack.
>
Akeiro says, "Chest hit stacking up."
>
Sheearyn lets out a hearty cheer for Selame!
>
Sheearyn lets out a hearty cheer for Akeiro!
>
Akeiro nods to you.
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Akeiro exclaims, "Anytime!"
>
Illiya says, "Oh good lord."
>
Tirost winces.
>
Avrenka says, "Uh oh."
>'Ah, now we are getting some Smites in there.
You say, "Ah, now we are getting some Smites in there."
>
Strawberry Nurse Illiya went through a heavy stone door.
>
Vendelt says, "Woof."
>
A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
>
Sheearyn says, "Uh-oh."
>
</pushStream>
>
Sceth's cambrinth kitten emits a startled "purr!"
>
Natarian says, "Oh."
>
</pushStream>
>
</pushStream>
>'Ooof, they forgot to challenge
You say, "Ooof, they forgot to challenge."
>grin
You grin.
>
Nawain gets herself a pansy-shaped peanut butter and honey sandwich. Yum!
>
</pushStream>
Cherisse says, "He died with justice on his lips... seems fitting."
>
</pushStream>
>
Valynn blinks.
>
Sheearyn asks, "Who's healing?"
>'Illiya, let's ttake care of that
You say, "Illiya, let's ttake care of that."
>
Crobin says, "Well."
>
Nawain takes a bite of the sandwich.
>
Sceth gestures.
Sceth's cambrinth kitten emits a loud *snap*.
Sceth's flesh momentarily swirls, though she seems unhurt by the experience. When the magic stabilizes, her body is covered with scales of shifting color.
>'Illiya is
You say, "Illiya is."
>
</pushStream>
>
Sheearyn nods.
>'I'll be right back
You say, "I'll be right back."
>
Valynn says, "Yikes."
>
Sheearyn says, "Illiya."
>
You notice Sceth attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sceth assumes a calm stance, concentrating on something.
You decipher the telltale signs of the River in the Sky spell.
>go door
[Praxium, Gathering Hall] (20152)
The heart of camaraderie within the Praxium, this expansive hall invites students and mentors to share meals, stories, and insights. A massive stone table commands the center of the room and is surrounded by an assortment of finely crafted wooden chairs. Above, a pair of wrought-iron chandeliers casts warm light that illuminates the space. Centered upon each of the four walls is a banner bearing the academy's emblem. Their colors, vibrant yet dignified, add a touch of refinement to the space. Heavy stone doors set on opposite walls from one another lead further in. The archway to the foyer remains ever open, providing a clear path back to the academy's welcoming entrance. You also see a sturdy wooden chest reinforced with iron bands and rivets.
Obvious exits: none.
>
</pushStream>
>
You've moved too far from the scrying device, causing your vision from afar to end.
>go west door
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat.
Also here: Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures and the body of Katamba's Shield Warbrolus who is lying down.
Obvious paths: none.
>
Golameth looks healthier and Illiya appears to weaken.
>
With a wave of Illiya's hand, she looks much better.
>
With a wave of Illiya's hand, she looks much better.
>
With a wave of Illiya's hand, she suddenly looks much healthier.
>
Golameth looks healthier and Illiya appears to weaken.
>
Golameth looks healthier and Illiya appears to weaken.
>
Golameth visibly churns with an inner rage!
>
With a wave of Illiya's hand, she looks much better.
>prep res 50
You begin chanting a prayer to invoke the Resurrection spell.
>grin
You grin.
>
You hear the ghostly voice of Warbrolus say, "I forgot too."
>
Golameth looks healthier and Illiya appears to weaken.
>
With a wave of Illiya's hand, she looks much better.
>
With a wave of Illiya's hand, she looks much better.
>
Golameth looks healthier and Illiya appears to weaken.
>
With a wave of Illiya's hand, she suddenly looks much healthier.
>'Let's get you back up
Illiya waves her hand.
>
You say, "Let's get you back up."
>
Illiya waves her hand.
>
You hear the ghostly voice of Warbrolus say, "I wonder if there's a cleric."
>chuckle
You chuckle.
>
Brilliant sparks of rutilant light dance around Illiya, bathing her in a warm glow.
>
The last of the Water leaks away with your frosty breath leaving you fragile and vulnerable.
>'There may be one nearby!
You exclaim, "There may be one nearby!"
>
Golameth moves about with magnified violence!
>
Illiya gets a miniature loveglass shortcake adorned with glistening blood ruby strawberries from inside her encompassing shadows.
>
Illiya waves a miniature loveglass shortcake adorned with glistening blood ruby strawberries around.
>
Illiya puts her shortcake in her encompassing shadows.
>
You feel fully prepared to cast your spell.
>cast
You gesture.
A pale blue nimbus explodes outward, enshrouding your body like a ghostly blanket. Slender tendrils of silver vapor slowly arise from the cloud and reach for your eyes like long spectral fingers.
>
Golameth whirls about in a bold, flashy manner!
>
The cerulean orb spins slowly as it hovers near you, bathing the area in a rippling cerulean glow.
>
Brilliant sparks of rutilant light dance around Illiya, bathing her in a warm glow.
>prep rejuv 100
You begin chanting a prayer to invoke the Rejuvenation spell.
>
The last of the silvery vapors enter your eyes, tinting your vision with a pale blue light. Adjusting to your new sight, you begin to see the faint spirits of all living beings around you. You prepare to look for the lost spirits of the dead.
>infuse res 50
You tap into the mana from fifty of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You concentrate intently, attempting to infuse a vast amount of your harnessed mana into your active Resurrection spell pattern.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
A bright flash negates your field of vision momentarily. When you can see again, the grey shades of the spirit realm appear more defined, and you experience a greater clarity that lets you peer farther into the Void.
You clearly sense the spirit of Warbrolus in the Void.
R>infuse res 50
You tap into the mana from fifty of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You concentrate intently, attempting to infuse a vast amount of your harnessed mana into your active Resurrection spell pattern.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
A bright flash negates your field of vision momentarily. When you can see again, the grey shades of the spirit realm appear more defined, and you experience a greater clarity that lets you peer farther into the Void.
You clearly sense the spirit of Warbrolus in the Void.
R>
You feel fully rested.
R>infuse res 50
You tap into the mana from fifty of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You concentrate intently, attempting to infuse a vast amount of your harnessed mana into your active Resurrection spell pattern.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
A bright flash negates your field of vision momentarily. When you can see again, the grey shades of the spirit realm appear more defined, and you experience a greater clarity that lets you peer farther into the Void.
You clearly sense the spirit of Warbrolus in the Void.
R>cast warbrolus
You gesture at Warbrolus.
A thin silver nimbus surrounds Warbrolus.
>
You feel fully rested.
>prep sb 33
You begin chanting a prayer to invoke the Soul Bonding spell.
>cast warbrolus
You gesture at Warbrolus.
Warbrolus is outlined by a silvery corona for a moment.
>
Brilliant sparks of rutilant light dance around Illiya, bathing her in a warm glow.
>
Golameth says, "I appreciate you not eating my lunch with your birdie friends."
>infuse res 50
You tap into the mana from fifty of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You concentrate intently, attempting to infuse a vast amount of your harnessed mana into your active Resurrection spell pattern.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
A bright flash negates your field of vision momentarily. When you can see again, the grey shades of the spirit realm appear more defined, and you experience a greater clarity that lets you peer farther into the Void.
You clearly sense the spirit of Warbrolus in the Void. You see ethereal cords of silver tethering his soul to his body.
R>
You feel fully rested.
R>gesture warb
The black eldritch symbols on your hexwood wristcuff turn glossy like wet ink, the spiky markings appearing to spill across your hand in an illusory tattoo before fading into your skin, leaving you feeling oddly refreshed.
>
The black lotus blossoms of your morgawr bone armband flare with radiance, a sense of peace and restfulness spreading through you to ease your mental fatigue.
>
A faint metallic jangling reaches your ears as your thin Adamantia steel leg iron briefly digs into your ankle as though being tugged by an unseen force. After a moment, the pressure subsides, leaving you refreshed.
>
The black lotus blossoms of your morgawr bone armband flare with radiance, a sense of peace and restfulness spreading through you to ease your mental fatigue.
>
Golameth whirls about in a bold, flashy manner!
>
The black eldritch symbols on your hexwood wristcuff turn glossy like wet ink, the spiky markings appearing to spill across your hand in an illusory tattoo before fading into your skin, leaving you feeling oddly refreshed.
>
Golameth whirls about in a bold, flashy manner!
>
As you intone a quiet prayer to Chadatru, your hands begin to glow with a faint silver nimbus. You extend a glowing hand towards the body of Warbrolus.
The soft red glow around Warbrolus's body fades away.
Dark crimson bands of light flow about the body of Warbrolus, pulsating with a heartbeat rhythm. Silvery-grey tendrils twine around the red bands, seeping into the corpse. As the last tendril vanishes from view, the bands explode with a brilliant flash and Warbrolus blinks dazedly, wobbling on his feet.
Roundtime: 2 sec.
R>'And you're back up
You say, "And you're back up."
>grin
You grin.
>
Warbrolus says, "I appreciate you, my friend."
>
Warbrolus smiles.
>'We'll get you scrolled up in the other room
You say, "We'll get you scrolled up in the other room."
>
Illiya looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!
>
Brilliant sparks of rutilant light dance around Illiya, bathing her in a warm glow.
>hold warb
Warbrolus shakes Golameth's hand.
>
As you reach for Warbrolus's hand, he politely pulls away.
>
Golameth whirls about in a bold, flashy manner!
>hold ill
You reach over and hold Illiya's hand.
>
Golameth wraps his arms around Warbrolus, giving Warbrolus a great big bear hug!
>hold gola
You reach over and hold Golameth's hand.
>
The wild fervor in Illiya's eyes reminds you of your own inner beast.
>
In a flash Golameth fills with a flood of resilient rage!
>
Warbrolus puts his axe in his heavy backpack.
Warbrolus sheathes his throwing axe.
>hold warbrolus
You reach over and hold Warbrolus's hand.
>nod
You nod.
>look
[Praxium, Sparring Courtyard] (20153)
In the open-air courtyard of the Praxium, the raised sparring platform remains a commanding presence at the center, its surface dimly illuminated by lanterns mounted along the high stone walls. The banners bearing the academy's crest hang still, their vibrant gold and navy hues muted by the shadows. The tall arches framing the courtyard become stark outlines against the darker sky above, hinting at the world beyond. Above the stone doorway leading back to the Gathering Hall, another large banner sways faintly, its embossed lettering catching the occasional flicker of light. The weapon racks and training dummies around the perimeter are cast in deep shadow, their forms resolute and waiting for the next clash of combat.
Also here: Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures and Katamba's Shield Warbrolus.
Obvious paths: none.
>go door
[Praxium, Gathering Hall] (20152)
The heart of camaraderie within the Praxium, this expansive hall invites students and mentors to share meals, stories, and insights. A massive stone table commands the center of the room and is surrounded by an assortment of finely crafted wooden chairs. Above, a pair of wrought-iron chandeliers casts warm light that illuminates the space. Centered upon each of the four walls is a banner bearing the academy's emblem. Their colors, vibrant yet dignified, add a touch of refinement to the space. Heavy stone doors set on opposite walls from one another lead further in. The archway to the foyer remains ever open, providing a clear path back to the academy's welcoming entrance. You also see a sturdy wooden chest reinforced with iron bands and rivets.
Obvious exits: none.
Warbrolus, Golameth and Illiya followed.
>
Golameth visibly churns with an inner rage!
>
You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.
>go east door
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
Warbrolus, Golameth and Illiya followed.
>
Illiya gets a blue glass bottle with a crackled interior from inside her encompassing shadows.
>
Illiya holds a blue glass bottle with a crackled interior in her hand and closes her eyes in concentration.
Illiya lowers her head slightly, acknowledging Golameth.
Golameth moves slowly about the area, holding his head up and gazing to and fro. He finally settles on a commanding position.
Sheearyn lowers her head slightly, acknowledging Golameth.
Sceth lowers her head slightly, acknowledging Golameth.
>
Illiya puts her bottle in her encompassing shadows.
>
Avrenka gets a steel hanger embellished with engraved sharks along the blade from inside his black backpack.
>
Avrenka puts his hanger in his firesilk baldric.
>
Illiya's unflinching fearlessness inspires you with an uncanny confidence.
>
Avrenka gets a weighted haralun throwing club from inside his black backpack.
>
Avrenka puts his club in his firesilk baldric.
>
Nawain lets out a hearty cheer for Golameth!
>
Avrenka gets a darkstone longsword trailing wraith-bone ringlets from the pommel from inside his black backpack.
'Let's have a round of applause for the two fighters!
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
>
You exclaim, "Let's have a round of applause for the two fighters!"
>grin
Cherisse raises an eyebrow in Shaylynne's direction.
>
You grin.
>
Avrenka puts his longsword in his firesilk baldric.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Gift of Life spell. [Empath (Life Force Manipulation): basic augmentation]
>
Illiya applauds.
>
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Tirost applauds.
>
Sukidesu applauds.
>
Thanator applauds.
>
Avrenka applauds.
>
Sheearyn lets out a hearty cheer for Warbrolus!
>
Vendelt lets out a loud "Huzzah!"
>
Vendelt applauds.
>
Sheearyn lets out a hearty cheer for Golameth!
>
Warbrolus bows.
>
Sonjaa applauds.
>
Warbrolus bows to Golameth.
>
Casari says to Warbrolus, "You forgot to win."
>
Shaylynne applauds.
>
[custom/look]>look
Cherisse asks Shaylynne, "What platinum skinned thing are you skinning and melting down for coins?"
>
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Valynn says to Shaylynne, "I'll start chargin for the Advisor's Reserve I usually dole out for free."
>
Nawain lets out a hearty cheer for Warbrolus!
>
A powerful melody is defined by both the resplendent tones of Casari's voice and her carefully chosen words as she continues to sing.
>
Warbrolus exclaims, "I knew I forgot something!"
>
Shaylynne snickers at Casari.
>
Damoone cackles at Casari!
>
Warbrolus snaps his fingers.
>say Anyone brave enough to sharpen either of our combatants tonight? Besides the obvious, "Make sure you challenge next time!"
You exclaim, "Anyone brave enough to sharpen either of our combatants tonight? Besides the obvious, "Make sure you challenge next time!"
>
Golameth pats Warbrolus on the back.
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Vigor spell. [Empath (Life Force Manipulation): intermediate augmentation]
>
Shaylynne nods to Valynn.
>
Sheearyn asks Warbrolus, "Are the birds mad at you? Not helpin' anymore?"
>
Golameth praises Warbrolus.
>
You notice Sceth attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sceth assumes a calm stance, concentrating on something.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Syamelyo Kuniyo spell.
>
Tirost chuckles at you!
>
Warbrolus asks, "Birds?"
>
Sceth says, "They are flighty."
>
Illiya grins at Sceth, her dimples flashing into view.
>
Natarian asks, "Bards?"
>
Valynn hoots, sounding remarkably like a real owl.
>
Sheearyn exclaims to Warbrolus, "The scary firebirds!"
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and settles into a graceful stance.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Heal spell. [signature Empath (Healing): intermediate utility]
>
Crobin looks at Sceth and sighs.
>
Sceth gestures.
Sceth's cambrinth kitten emits a loud *snap*.
Sceth's left eye takes on a wild sylvan hue.
>
Casari nods to Natarian.
>
Vendelt says, "The birdy bards."
>
Golameth says, "He took pitty on me and didn't use them."
>
Sukidesu grins at Nawain, his dimples flashing into view.
>
Illiya gets an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond from inside her encompassing shadows.
>
Illiya taps an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond that she is holding.
A wild fervor flashes in Illiya's eyes.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
You notice Sceth attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sceth assumes a calm stance, concentrating on something.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Cheetah Swiftness spell. [signature Ranger (Animal Abilities): advanced augmentation]
>
Illiya puts her phoenix in her encompassing shadows.
>
Valynn says to Warbrolus, "Get an owl. They are more stealthy."
>
Warbrolus says, "We deserved to be a bloody mess and bleed all over our new digs."
>
</pushStream>
Illiya's rage dissipates.
>
Warbrolus smiles.
>nod warb
You nod to Warbrolus.
>
Tirost grins at Valynn.
>
Sheearyn grins at Warbrolus.
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
Sheearyn's pupils dilate slightly.
>
Sceth gestures.
>
Illiya says to Warbrolus, "You will always be the first to have died in here."
>'No sharpening for either combatant?
You ask, "No sharpening for either combatant?"
>
Sheearyn nods at Illiya, obviously agreeing with her views.
>
Warbrolus beams at Illiya!
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Cherisse finishes playing a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills.
>
Valynn ponders.
>
Crobin says to Warbrolus, "Do better."
>
Crobin nods.
>
Crobin winks at Warbrolus.
>
Natarian says, "Probably should have challenged."
>snicker
You snicker.
>
Tirost says to Warbrolus, "And the first to have officially fought in here since it's opening. Well done."
>
Akeiro says, "More birbs."
>
Akeiro nods to Warbrolus.
>nod nat agree
You nod at Natarian, in complete agreement with his views.
>
Valynn says, "Don't forget to challenge."
>
Illiya nods at Natarian, obviously agreeing with his views.
>
Sukidesu chuckles.
>nod tir agree
You nod at Tirost, in complete agreement with his views.
>
Crobin says, "It was a good fight."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Illiya gets a regal diamondwood scepter capped with a trilliant-cut Sunderstone from inside her encompassing shadows.
>
Illiya taps a regal diamondwood scepter capped with a trilliant-cut Sunderstone that she is holding.
Illiya lifts her fist toward the heavens and with a mighty shout displays her righteous wrath.
>
Golameth says, "Okay guys and gals you have met both of us."
>
Illiya puts her scepter in her encompassing shadows.
>
Valynn nods to Natarian.
>chuckle
You chuckle.
>
The cerulean orb of light hovering near you pulsates, as if ebbing and flowing with its own internal tide.
>
Golameth says, "There was no sign that said you MUST challenge or die."
>
Warbrolus chuckles.
>
Tirost grins at Golameth.
>
Damoone snickers at Golameth.
>'Nat, Gola, any quick words either of you would like to say?
You ask, "Nat, Gola, any quick words either of you would like to say?"
>
[custom/look]>look
>
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Golameth says, "Bring out the paint sticks."
>
Akeiro asks Golameth, "You actually read signs?"
>
A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>
Akeiro angles his ears forward, gazing curiously at Golameth.
>
Golameth says, "And make a sign."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
</pushStream>
>
Golameth says to Akeiro, "I hope they have pictures."
>
Sceth says, "Hon ill draw you pictures."
>
Valynn chortles softly at some secret joke.
>
Sceth grins at Thanator.
>
Tendrils of ghostly flame trail errantly behind Nawain, wavering like gossamer robes in the wind.
>
Tirost chuckles.
>
Illiya grins at Sceth, her dimples flashing into view.
>
Natarian says, "I'm just happy that we finally have a home."
>
Thanator grins at Sceth.
>
Selame nods at Golameth, obviously agreeing with his views.
>nod nat agree
You nod at Natarian, in complete agreement with his views.
>
Sheearyn nods to Natarian.
>
Warbrolus smiles at Natarian.
>
Thanator quietly says to Sceth, "I like pictures."
>
Thanator nods.
>om
You tap into the mana from one hundred of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You concentrate intently, attempting to infuse a tremendous amount of your harnessed mana into your active Osrel Meraud spell pattern.
Roundtime: 1 sec.
You sense that you were able to channel most of your infusion's power into a brilliant orb of rippling cerulean light. A faint tingle washes through you as some of the energy is diffused, the orb having reached its full capacity.
R>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
R>
Sceth says, "This is awesome."
R>
Akeiro takes a sip of his sangria.
R>
You feel fully rested.
>
Akeiro takes a bite of the fritters.
>
Valynn says, "And a very nice one."
>
Sceth looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!
>
The black eldritch symbols on your hexwood wristcuff turn glossy like wet ink, the spiky markings appearing to spill across your hand in an illusory tattoo before fading into your skin, leaving you feeling oddly refreshed.
>
The black lotus blossoms of your morgawr bone armband flare with radiance, a sense of peace and restfulness spreading through you to ease your mental fatigue.
>
A faint metallic jangling reaches your ears as your thin Adamantia steel leg iron briefly digs into your ankle as though being tugged by an unseen force. After a moment, the pressure subsides, leaving you refreshed.
>
You feel fully attuned to the mana streams again.
>
Natarian gestures.
Natarian's khor'vela staff emits a loud *snap*.
>
Cambin says, "This is a great place, guys. You did a fantastic job. And will continue to do so, I'm sure."
>
Shaylynne nods in agreement.
>
Warbrolus chuckles at Golameth.
>
Nawain nods in agreement.
>
Nawain takes a bite of the sandwich.
>
Natarian gestures.
Natarian's khor'vela staff emits a loud *snap*.
The air around Natarian shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.
The air around Natarian shimmers with a blinding yellow luminescence. The scintillating light writhes and twists, abruptly coalescing into a translucent field before blinking out of sight.
>
The softly worded rendition of the main theme of Casari's song carries quietly through the area.
>
Warbrolus smiles at Golameth.
>
Nawain takes a bite of the sandwich.
>
Sukidesu nods emphatically.
>say @cambin There's a lot of credit to go around there.
You say to Cambin, "There's a lot of credit to go around there."
>
Sheearyn says to Natarian, "I might hang out here all the time now. I've been lookin' for a new place to just...be."
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Nawain takes a bite of the sandwich.
>
Baltamore gets a curried chicken salad sandwich with a frill of crisp lettuce from inside his oilskin gearbag.
>
Cambin nods to you.
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the sandwich.
>
Nawain takes a bite of the scone.
>
Natarian nods to Sheearyn.
>
Natarian gestures.
Natarian's khor'vela staff emits a loud *snap*.
A wild fervor flashes in Natarian's eyes.
>
Nawain puts her sandwich in her slender rugursora.
>
Sonjaa nods in agreement.
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the sandwich.
>
</pushStream>
>
Nawain gets herself a pansy-shaped peanut butter and honey sandwich. Yum!
>
Tirost says to Sheearyn, "I'll come by when I need a nap."
>
Nawain puts her sandwich in a swirling eddy of incandescent light bound by a gold-striated coralite frame.
>
Crobin exhales softly on his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.
>
Natarian gestures.
Natarian's khor'vela staff emits a loud *snap*.
>
Cambin says, "I'm sure htere is. Well-deserved for all."
>
Sukidesu laughs!
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>'Crobin, Aaiyaah, Aislynn, Illiya, Gola, Leu, Kali, Mazrian, Madigan, Dantia, and Warbrolus all helped in significant ways over the last 12 years.
You say, "Crobin, Aaiyaah, Aislynn, Illiya, Gola, Leu, Kali, Mazrian, Madigan, Dantia, and Warbrolus all helped in significant ways over the last 12 years."
>
Thanator quietly says to you, "This place is amazing, very neat to see your dream come to fruition."
>
Baltamore gets himself a steaming mug of hot coffee with a thin layer of milky foam. Yum!
>
The air around you shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.
>
Nawain gets herself a generous slice of honey lavender cake. Yum!
>
Baltamore takes a sip of his coffee.
>
Sheearyn says to Natarian, "I mean, um. Nevermind. This definitely won't be where I am when you need to throw pilums."
>
Natarian gestures.
Natarian's khor'vela staff emits a loud *snap*.
Staccato notes rip fiercely through the air, Natarian's words flowing effortlessly between each punctuated note, resonating through your mind with a sense of tranquility.
>
Sheearyn grins at Natarian.
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the sandwich.
>
[custom/look]>look
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
Natarian gestures.
Natarian's khor'vela staff emits a loud *snap*.
A soft crackle briefly comes from Natarian's direction.
>
Nawain puts her cake in a swirling eddy of incandescent light bound by a gold-striated coralite frame.
>
Nawain gets herself a generous slice of honey lavender cake. Yum!
>
The melody of Casari's song turns to a more sonorous theme, dancing in a stately cadence that allows certain words to linger on the air.
An electric light shines around Casari, pulsing and crackling in time with her song.
>'Either in helping secure the property in the first place, or with the initial design, or with the final design that was submitted and approved by the leadership of Promado Village.
You say, "Either in helping secure the property in the first place, or with the initial design, or with the final design that was submitted and approved by the leadership of Promado Village."
>
Nawain takes a bite of the cake.
>
Glimmering red-gold sparks leap errantly off of Cherisse's body.
>
Natarian gestures.
A soft crackle briefly comes from Natarian's direction.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Sheearyn beams at you! What a warm feeling!
>
Natarian gestures.
A glowing amber mist briefly appears around Natarian's arms.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Awaken spell. [Empath (Mental Preparation): intermediate utility]
>
Baltamore takes a bite of the sandwich.
>'We owe each of them quite a bit of thanks there for the final product.
You say, "We owe each of them quite a bit of thanks there for the final product."
>
Golameth taps a small darkstone shield inscribed with a truegold spiral of esoteric markings that he is wearing.
>
Crobin gets a slim almanac illustrated with an elegantly curled feather quill from inside his kirmiko pocket.
>
Crobin studies his slim almanac closely.
>
You notice your augmented stamina slip away.
>
Your body tingles as the brilliant silver glow fades from around you.
>say OOC: One related announcement. The next Praxium Tournament is taking place in the month of November. It will be another 3v3 format, with one million platinum already put up by generous donors as the prize money. I hope you will consider entering!
You exclaim, "OOC: One related announcement. The next Praxium Tournament is taking place in the month of November. It will be another 3v3 format, with one million platinum already put up by generous donors as the prize money. I hope you will consider entering!"
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
>
Warbrolus says, "It's truly an honor to be included with all of those names."
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Tranquility spell. [Empath (Protection; Mental Preparation): intermediate warding/augmentation]
>
Crobin puts his almanac in his kirmiko pocket.
>
A coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood sits down on your foot, tipping its head back to grin up at you.
>
Tirost smiles at Warbrolus.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Natarian gestures.
Natarian's khor'vela staff emits a loud *snap*.
>
Sceth takes a bite of a caramel-filled banana birthday cupcake garnished with a candied walnut and chews carefully on it.
>
Natarian says, "That's a lot of plat."
>
Sonjaa blinks.
>
Crobin nods to Warbrolus.
>
Ripples of gleaming cerulean light exude from the orb hovering near you, causing your skin to take on the texture and color of a babbling brook.
>
</pushStream>
>
Sheearyn places her hands on her temples.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
A soft crackle briefly comes from Sheearyn's direction.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
You decipher the telltale signs of the Aggressive Stance spell. [Empath (Protection): basic augmentation]
>
Sceth says, "Just in time for the auction at he."
>
Valynn smiles at Warbrolus.
>
Illiya says, "It really is."
>
Crobin asks, "Who will be holding the plat?"
>
Sukidesu reassuringly says in a Shardian accent, "I will not be winning that."
>
Crobin says, "Asking for a friend."
>
Sukidesu grins, revealing his dimples.
>
Natarian grins at Crobin.
>
Avrenka grins at Crobin.
>
Sceth grins at Crobin.
>
Illiya chuckles at Crobin.
>
Shaylynne grins at Sukidesu.
>
Casari's voice resonantes with strong vibrato as she appears to pour more energy into the next words of her song.
>
Sheearyn says to you, "I have to find friends to play with? I dunno about that...."
>
Sheearyn sticks her tongue out at you in a playfully teasing manner.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>say @sceth That timing is the point
You say to Sceth, "That timing is the point."
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
>
You notice Sheearyn attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Sheearyn closes her eyes and takes on a look of supreme focus.
>grin sceth
You grin at Sceth.
>
Tirost glances at Crobin.
>
Cherisse begins a quiet nocturne on her platinum zills with only the slightest hint of difficulty.
>
Natarian says to Crobin, "I really do miss the north side of the rope bridge during guildfest."
>nod gola
You nod to Golameth.
>
Sheearyn gestures.
Sheearyn's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
A crimson mist briefly appears around Sheearyn's arms.
>
Nawain pats Sukidesu on the back.
>
Valynn says to Nawain, "You will be in good company, neither will I."
>
Crobin nods to Natarian.
>
Sukidesu leans on Nawain.
>
Sceth giggles at Natarian.
>
Valynn grins at Nawain.
>
Sheearyn gets a battered manual titled "104 Bad Ideas" from inside her blue cloak.
>
Sheearyn studies her battered manual closely.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>say @sceth Our first Praxium tournament was just over 4 years ago, coinciding with Hollows Eve and the auction that ends that festival.
You say to Sceth, "Our first Praxium tournament was just over 4 years ago, coinciding with Hollows Eve and the auction that ends that festival."
>
Akeiro touches Selame on the wrist with two fingers, feeling for a pulse hopefully.
>
Nawain chortles softly at some secret joke.
>
Sheearyn puts her manual in her blue cloak.
>
The cerulean orb of light hovering near you pulsates, as if ebbing and flowing with its own internal tide.
>
Sukidesu snickers.
>
Selame trills with soft affection at Akeiro.
>
[custom/look]>look
'Seemed fitting to time this year's version at the same time, with an even bigger reward.
[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.
>
You say, "Seemed fitting to time this year's version at the same time, with an even bigger reward."
>
The resolute tones of Casari's music give way to a lighter one as she returns to singing the softer melody that began her song.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Sheearyn asks, "Over four years? It's been that long already?"
>
Sukidesu grins at Nawain, his dimples flashing into view.
>
Nawain grins at Sukidesu.
>
Vendelt says, "Time flies, as they say."
>
</pushStream>
>'Erm, just under four years, my apologies.
You say, "Erm, just under four years, my apologies."
>grin
You grin.
>
Illiya takes a tiny bite of a thick slice of strawberry cake smeared with raspberry buttercream frosting and chews daintily on it.
>
Sheearyn smiles at you.
>
The vibrant blue nimbus fades from around Nawain.
>
Sukidesu nods at Nawain, obviously agreeing with her views.
>
The air around Tirost shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.
>
Crobin says, "Oy my hips can't take any more."
>
Nawain takes a bite of the cake.
>
You continue to feel an uncanny confidence, bolstered by Illiya's fearlessness.
>
Illiya chuckles at Crobin.
>
Sukidesu grins at Nawain, his dimples flashing into view.
>say That concludes our Grand Opening of the Praxium Headquarters. As a reminder, there is no need to leave. The Headquarters is open to all, and I hope that many of you will look to use it in the future.
You say, "That concludes our Grand Opening of the Praxium Headquarters. As a reminder, there is no need to leave. The Headquarters is open to all, and I hope that many of you will look to use it in the future."
>
Shaylynne says to Vendelt, "You could throw an orlog at someone's throat, too."
>
Warbrolus gets an impish expression on his face, and lets out a hearty cheer.
>say My (selfish) hope is that Promado Square replaces the Crossing Cemetery mobile spars taking place over a wide area, and that the Sparring Courtyard becomes a place that you all feel comfortable using for other events/classes/trainings/stationary spars.
Nawain takes a bite of the cake.
>
You say, "My (selfish) hope is that Promado Square replaces the Crossing Cemetery mobile spars taking place over a wide area, and that the Sparring Courtyard becomes a place that you all feel comfortable using for other events/classes/trainings/stationary spars."
>
Sheearyn nods to you.
>
Tirost looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!
>
Vendelt ponders.
>
Crobin shakes your hand.
>
Cherisse says to Shaylynne, "Don't feed his throat obsession..."
>
A deft turn of phrase keeps each passing note of Casari's singing delicate and airy, spoken only lightly.
>
Crobin says, "You did great sir, looks amazing."
>
Cherisse shakes her head at Shaylynne.
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[Praxium, Observation Chamber] (20154)
This room is built for spectators to immerse themselves in the action of the sparring courtyard. Theater-style seating rises from the middle of the room, each row slightly elevated to provide an unobstructed view of the central enchanted mirror. The mirror stands motionless, presenting a clear, detailed image of the goings on within the nearby courtyard. The walls are padded with thick, durable fabric to muffle the potential cheers and exclamations of enthusiastic onlookers, ensuring the chamber remains comfortable for all. A sturdy stone door to the Gathering Hall provides the only entrance and exit to this hub of excitement and engagement. You also see a blue-checked gingham picnic cloth with scalloped edges with several things on it, a watersilk picnic cloth with a scalloped border of sea otters holding hands with several things on it, a chrysanthemum-shaped picnic cloth hued a deep fuchsia with several things on it, an enormous graham cracker-shaped picnic cloth with several things on it, a clumsy inkbound baby lava drake laden with oversized magma-hued vellum wings, a coppery saluki puppy flaunting a goldenglow glaes collar and jadeleaf snood and a pristine enchanted mirror set within a sturdy stone frame.
Also here: Strawberry Nurse Illiya, Mage Slayer Golameth who is pestered by an incorporeal imp resting on their shoulder making nonsensical gestures, Katamba's Shield Warbrolus, Valynn, Legendary Empath Sheearyn, Knight of Meraud Tirost who is surrounded by seven circling blades of ice, Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Mathematician Avrenka, Enelne's Champion Nawain who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Knight Errant Trajan, Temple Maiden Cherisse who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Ice Cold Natarian, Doctor of Kittens Sukidesu who is enveloped in shadowy smoke vaguely shaped like a Rakash in moonskin, Firehawk Casari, Savage Snacker Selame who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Sonjaa, Vendelt, Wilhellm, Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne who is encircled by ethereal phofe flowers, War Machine Thanator who is trailed by an incorporeal black wolf with ice-blue eyes, Forest Watcher Damoone, Candy Pirate Akeiro, Wind Listener Sceth, Fearless Crobin and Apothecary Baltamore who is surrounded by a golden cloud of glitter.
Obvious exits: none.