Dioe/Logs/forge
[Acenamacra, The Beach] (108006)
The strip of sand shrinks to nothing as the cliffs advance right to the water's edge. They shelter the little bay from the prevailing winds, stretching northeast in an unbroken line to the horizon, a pencil-thin dividing line between sea and sky. You also see a sleek golden panther with enigmatic violet eyes.
Also here: Cambin who is shining with a dark golden glow, Witchy Woman Kiashandra who is wreathed in blazing fire-roses that smolder into ethereal ash, Ray of Peace Nirisa, Shadow of Chaos Ophiliah, Macabre Pazzlen, Craftswoman Lilustra and Knight of Chaos Davrion who is shining with a dark golden glow.
Obvious paths: southwest, west.
Your corruption fades, revealing you to the world once more.
You grin.
Lilustra gets a silver wand stained with soot from inside her backpack.
Lilustra lays her hands on a silver wand stained with soot and concentrates.
Davrion turns in your direction and salutes you with his hemozyte blade, bringing the weapon downwards in a precise, fluid movement.
You say in a nautical accent, "Well met, mates."
Cambin bows his head and chants a prayer.
Lilustra puts her wand in her backpack.
Lilustra curtsies to you.
You sweep a crisply folded tricorn hat accented with a black gold medallion off your head and in front of you in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Lilustra at the same time.
Your feet are finally dry.
Nirisa nods to you.
Cambin exclaims to you, "Greetings!"
Cambin gestures.
Cambin's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
Brilliant, hair-like threads of light form a wispy crown around his head.
Kiashandra nods to you.
You smile at Kiashandra.
Kiashandra grins at you.
The marnet skull clasp on Kiashandra's cloak makes a chirring noise as it nuzzles her collarbone, raising hollow eye sockets in a mournful, begging fashion.
Davrion quietly says to Lilustra, "Let me know when you want me to summon the forge."
You say to Lilustra in a nautical accent, "Your recent work has been superb."
Lilustra smiles at you.
Ophiliah takes off a burnished gold badge carved with "You had me at 'We'll make it look like an accident'".
You grin at Ophiliah.
Ophiliah puts on a burnished gold badge carved with "You had me at 'We'll make it look like an accident'".
Lilustra says, "Dioe this is my new apprentice Pazzlen."
Ophiliah hums cheerfully to herself.
Ophiliah hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.
You smile at Ophiliah.
You see Macabre Pazzlen of Elanthia, a Prydaen.
Pazzlen has an oval face, cat-slitted crystal blue eyes and a straight nose. His platinum mane is long and thick, and is worn artfully tousled. He has glittered blue-grey fur with grey marbling, a thick tail and an athletic build.
He is a bit over average height for a Prydaen.
He appears to be young.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a reinforced sling with a ghostspine handle adorned by a blackwater jet inlay, a blackwood latchbow with a steelsilk wrapped stock, a short bow, a lumium scale balaclava, an ink-black sanowret crystal gilded with gold script, a duffel bag, a black roll-top rucksack with stalker bone buckles, a small onyx-hide shield sealed with protective wax, a matte black skinning blade, a ka'hurst parry stick stamped with a tart-thieving donkey, some lumium ring gloves, a pair of copper zills, a tight bundle, a worn leather war belt with an electrum bolt-shaped buckle, a lockpick ring, a cambrinth tailband inlaid with sky opal and some steel light plate greaves.
Davrion taps a gleaming steel badge embossed with "Good morning! I see the assassins have failed" that he is wearing.
Lilustra says, "Pazzlen, Dioe here is the leader of our group."
You say to Pazzlen in a nautical accent, "I am called Dioe. Well met, Pazzlen."
Pazzlen nods to Lilustra.
Pazzlen bows to you.
Pazzlen says in a lofty accent, "Good eve, lord Dioe."
Lilustra giggles.
You say to Pazzlen in a nautical accent, "You are learning from our Empress, and ye will find no more skilled in all the arts and sciences of our age."
Ophiliah says, "Hello one in the shadows. you are welcome here."
You shake your head at Pazzlen.
You hear someone scoff.
You say to Pazzlen in a nautical accent, "I am no lord, mate."
Davrion searches around for a moment.
The air shimmers for a moment as Lasciel's spell ends and she becomes visible once more.
You say in a nautical accent, "Just Dioe."
Davrion points at Lasciel.
Pazzlen nods.
Lasciel points at herself.
Davrion quietly says, "Ello."
Ophiliah chuckles at Lasciel.
Lasciel says, "Well met."
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "Ye found it."
Lasciel nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.
You say in a nautical accent, "Well met."
Lasciel says, "It was exactly where you said it would be."
Davrion ponders.
Most of the clouds drift away to reveal a fine expanse of stars.
You say in a nautical accent, "Mates, this is Lasciel, the Moon Mage."
You gesture at Lasciel.
Cambin bows his head and chants a prayer.
Lasciel raises her hand.
Ophiliah says, "Fantastic."
Lasciel says, "No moons, sorry."
Nirisa nods to Lasciel.
Cambin says to Lasciel, "Greetings."
Ophiliah says, "Well met."
Davrion quietly asks Lasciel, "You are familiar, why is that?"
Kiashandra nods politely to Lasciel.
Lasciel gazes at Davrion.
Lilustra nods to Lasciel.
Lilustra nods to Davrion.
Lasciel says, "I just have one of those faces."
Lasciel waves dismissively.
You say in a nautical accent, "Lasciel is no friend of the Baron or his sycophants. She claims she can hear our plans without giving them away. We will see."
Ophiliah chuckles.
Lilustra says, "Whenever you want to summon it would be great."
You see Lasciel Averoigne, Enchantress, an Elf.
Lasciel has pointed ears, sparkling violet eyes and an upturned nose. Her honey hair is long and straight, and is worn tied back. She has pale skin and a slender figure.
She appears to be an adult.
Lasciel is surrounded by a shimmering globe of blue fire.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an Elven cloak, a white Elven silk tunic belted with an amethyst-colored sash, a bracelet of chunky crystal beads, some casual khaki slacks and a pair of Elven boots.
You see Cambin, an Elf.
Cambin has an oval face, pointed ears, gold-flecked eyes, one brown and one milky white and a straight nose. His brown hair is short and straight, and is worn in a careless, windblown arrangement. He has tanned skin and a lean build.
He is tall for an Elf.
He appears to be young.
He is clean shaven.
His left wrist has a tattoo of the words "Trust No One" beneath the image of a snake slithering out from a pair of lips.
He is radiating a holy golden aura marbled with indistinct shadows.
He has some faint scars along the right arm, some faint scars along the left leg, some faint scars along the right hand, some faint scars along the back.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing some silver-chased elbow spikes, a gleaming steel armguard gilded with knotwork laurel, some steel spiked knuckles with a tempered finish, a black tower shield, some black heavy plate sleeves, some blood-red field plate, a black great helm, a gwethdesuan, an intricate steel cylinder seal wrought with a rosebud, a pitted heraldic knackstone set within loimic teardrops, a hexagonal cambrinth prism suspended from a long electrum chain, a black cloak clasped with a fiercely clawed lions paw carved from ivory, a diamondique potato trinket, a palladium pilgrim's badge etched with the crest of the Paladins' Guild, a lumpy bundle bound by a braided bundling rope, an embroidered nightmare black spidersilk tool bag with a tarnished dira clasp, a slouchy onyx-hide haversack secured with a glassy obsidian pinion feather slung over the shoulder, a sturdy spidersilk armor pack supported by a steel frame, a long-sleeved black linen tunic, a heavy cambrinth armband shaped like a charging mongoose, a smoky fox-adorned skinning knife, a gold ring, a smoky soulstone boggle ring, a wide leather war belt with an agonite-inlaid gargoyle buckle, a leather highwayman's moneybelt, a braided leather belt pack with a large cambrinth buckle stamped "Defender of Justice", a raven-black leather belt satchel with leather straps, a lockpick ring, a hip pouch, a red gem pouch, some straight-legged black leather pants, a narrow faelight leather archer's quiver adorned with knarn fur, a thin black wicker basket with leather straps, some weighted steel footwraps inlaid with golden scales and a pair of jet-black boots with low heels.
Lasciel says, "I would never give anything away. Worst case I would sell it for a lot of money."
You see Ray of Peace Nirisa Lormahle, Empath of Zoluren, a Human.
Nirisa has a triangular face, piercing moss-green eyes and a freckled nose. Her golden hair is very long and glossy, and is worn pulled back by a lace ribbon decorated with eglantine roses framed by feather-like leaves and allowed to flow over the shoulders. She has pale skin and a limberly agile figure.
She is petite for a Human.
A luminous Albreda's heart rose rests on her forehead, just above her eyes.
She appears to be an adult.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pair of waterfall earrings with a cascade of white sapphire roses, a soft leather rose petal satchel, a sleek off-the-shoulder robe cut from wintery silver duchess satin and some fine silk slippers side-clasped with a platinum rose.
Ruffling its feathers, a tiny white dove sings a few twittering notes on Nirisa's shoulder before falling silent.
Davrion quietly says to Lasciel, "Aha, i remember watching you at the WT. you fight well."
Ophiliah begins chortling at Lasciel.
You ask Nirisa in a nautical accent, "Will ye heal Cambin, if you are willing?"
Nirisa nods.
You see Shadow of Chaos Ophiliah of Elanthia, an Elf.
You cannot make out all of her features with the clothing she is wearing.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a shimmering outfit in her right hand.
She is wearing a burnished gold badge carved with "You had me at 'We'll make it look like an accident'", a pair of cloudlake leather ankle boots with high diamondwood heels, an elegant cloudlake leather satchel adorned with a moon pearl clasp, a chaotic eddy of foggy white light trapped in a black damite cage, a tight bundle, a black gem pouch, an oak parry stick with various faces swirling across its surface, some bloodvine thorn handwraps, some niniam scale gloves, a damite ring helm, a light damite plate mask, some shadowleaf assassin's leathers tinged somber black, a haizeebo-reinforced sandskin buckler decorated with a vibrant oasis spring, a honeycomb opal pendant suspended from a braided onyx hide cord, a lustrous kadepa chain of openwork stars, some polished thin-edged zills with silvered esoteric filigree, a light spidersilk hip pouch stitched with a dragon ouroboros, a worn leather war belt with an electrum bolt-shaped buckle, a diaphanous greatcloak in elegantly cascading layers of snowy white misiumosette, a magnificent darkstone tiara arrayed with night diamond starbursts, a lockpick ring, an ice-white misiumosette lootpouch secured by a howling rimestone wolf, a coiled dragon idol meticulously carved from sprite bone, a piece of abyssal-black foil, a dark grey keyblank pocket, a wispy faesilk wrist purse artfully intertwined with aurora opal luck charms, a silversteel elongated teardrop bracelet strung with jet and ebony dangles, an extravagant tyrium engagement ring flaunting a Dalaeji black sapphire encircled by voilynes, an everdusk damite survival knife with a smokewood hilt, a pale pocket of glacial blue misiumosette with an icethorn dragon clasp, a dainty wristlet dangling with razaksel hurricane charms, a weathered selatila yiamura with crooked spines of tidal bloodstone, an embossed weapon harness, a burnished brass badge painted with "If I throw a stick, will you leave?", a dark green gardener's apron studded with bronze rivets, a smooth cloudlake leather corset laced with moonspun silk cording, a blackberry-hued berrybomb bast beret bedecked in bumblebee jasper beads, a lustrous kadepa bracer pierced with openwork stars, an umbral sanowret crystal set within a damite nightstalker unyn, a crystalline kyanite gwethdesuan, a hook-bladed steel wrist knife, a long leather thigh sheath tooled with a sundered ship, a heavy iron aegis ring covered with shesegri etchings, an onyx-hide thighband studded with ka'hurst rivets, a frilly heartstring lace garter buckled with a honeycomb opal, a wooden crate with a dark plum interior and a twisted brass grate, a rugged heavy khaddar rucksack with cloth straps, a boxy persimmon canvas tote with cougar-hide handles, a demonsbane leather quiver secured by polished bone buckles, a raspberry-hued berrybomb bast skirt layered over white petticoats, a woven girdle formed from platinum wire with blackwater jet beads, a twisted hexwood ring braided with black hair, a blackened iron eyebrow ring scored with diagonal slashes, a ghost-white cloak fastened by a muracite claw clutching a spherical blood ruby, a heavy khaddar haversack, a morgawr leather armband tooled with severed tentacles, some silver-chased elbow spikes, a hand-tooled highwayman's belt of black morgawr leather and some blackened steel knee spikes.
Lasciel shakes her head at Davrion.
Nirisa says, "Sure."
Nirisa just touched Cambin.
You see Craftswoman Lilustra Dementar of Elanthia, a Human.
Lilustra has a round face, almond-shaped jade eyes and a classical nose. Her strawberry hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn arranged in an intricate Elven braid. She has pale skin and a thin figure.
She is average height for a Human.
She appears to be mature.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a knee-length black dress, a crimson witchweft hip scarf beaded with an array of cambrinth potion bottles, some soft black lace stockings and some black thigh boots.
Cambin says, "Oh! I completely forgot I was even injured."
Lasciel says, "That was not a great performance but you are kind to say so."
Cambin blushes, the tips of his ears turning a deep shade of red.
You see Knight of Chaos Davrion Van'dahurst, Joustmaster, a Human.
Davrion has an angular face, pointed ears, stormy grey eyes and a straight nose. His brown hair is shoulder length and thick, and is worn shaved on the sides and pulled back into a ponytail. He has tanned skin and a massive build.
He is tall for a Human.
He appears to be venerable.
He has a tattoo of a seven-sided snowflake on his neck.
He is radiating a holy golden aura marbled with indistinct shadows.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a rhythmically pulsing hemozyte blade tapered to a needle-thin point in his right hand.
He is wearing a jet black damite armet shaped like a howling wolf's head, some burnished everdusk damite full plate embellished with scorpion diamonds, an effervescent eddy of honey-hued light captured by a sungold frame, a pair of burnished everdusk damite gauntlets embellished with scorpion diamonds, a white silk surcoat with the crest of the Paladins' Guild on the front and some darkly glimmering black glaes boots.
Cambin says to Nirisa, "Thank you."
Nirisa's features are limned in fiery rutilant light, her eyes burning with a fearsome vivacity.
Nirisa nods to Cambin.
Brilliant sparks of rutilant light dance around Nirisa, bathing her in a warm glow.
Lasciel mutters something into the air about Order of the White Rose.
You say in a nautical accent, "I am glad ye all have come. I wish for us to decide on our next target toward freeing the people of the Kermoria."
Ophiliah pats a ghost-white cloak fastened by a muracite claw clutching a spherical blood ruby.
Cambin's rage dissipates.
Ophiliah removes a ghost-white cloak fastened by a muracite claw clutching a spherical blood ruby from her shoulders.
You get a felwood keg carved with stylized constellations from inside your sealskin pack.
You pour yourself a mug of Black Hand rum!
You move a felwood keg carved with stylized constellations to your left hand.
You move a mug of Black Hand rum to your right hand.
You offer your Black Hand rum to Davrion, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
Davrion has accepted your offer and is now holding a mug of Black Hand rum.
Davrion quietly says, "My thanks."
You pour yourself a mug of Black Hand rum!
You say in a nautical accent, "Welcome, mate."
You offer your Black Hand rum to Ophiliah, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
Ophiliah has accepted your offer and is now holding a mug of Black Hand rum.
Davrion takes a sip of his rum.
Ophiliah nods to you.
You pour yourself a mug of Black Hand rum!
You offer your Black Hand rum to Nirisa, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
Nirisa has accepted your offer and is now holding a mug of Black Hand rum.
Raising her Black Hand rum to you, Nirisa gives you a toast. Cheers!
Ophiliah takes a sip of her rum.
You pour yourself a mug of Black Hand rum!
Nirisa takes a sip of her rum.
You notice Davrion attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
Davrion bows his head and chants catechisms.
You offer your Black Hand rum to Cambin, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
Lasciel smiles at Lilustra.
Cambin has accepted your offer and is now holding a mug of Black Hand rum.
You pour yourself a mug of Black Hand rum!
Davrion gestures at Ophiliah.
Davrion stares intently at Ophiliah, stopping her in her tracks with his gaze.
Ophiliah is able to move once again.
You offer your Black Hand rum to Lasciel, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
Cambin says to you, "Thank you."
Davrion hums to himself.
Lasciel has accepted your offer and is now holding a mug of Black Hand rum.
Ophiliah says, "Are we toasting to ... burnigng stuffff."
You say in a nautical accent, "Most welcome."
Davrion takes a sip of his rum.
Lasciel nods politely to you.
Lilustra smiles at Ophiliah.
Ophiliah puts her outfit in her rucksack.
You get a glass of Rathan red wine from inside your sailcloth seabag.
There's only one sip left of the Rathan red wine.
Ophiliah snuggles up to Davrion.
You take a sip of the wine.
You finish off the rest of it, and set the glass aside.
Cambin takes a sip of his rum.
You get a bottle of T'Aliesan red wine from inside your sailcloth seabag.
Ophiliah is able to move again.
With a squeak and a chitter, a ghostly marnet scampers over Kiashandra's cloak briefly before fading from sight, leaving behind only a marnet skull clasp.
Ophiliah says, "I saw that."
Davrion just kissed Ophiliah.
You offer your T'Aliesan red wine to Kiashandra, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
Davrion quietly asks, "Saw what?"
Davrion smiles innocently
Kiashandra has accepted your offer and is now holding a bottle of T'Aliesan red wine.
You wink at Kiashandra.
A golden snake moves its head away from Kiashandra's waist and slides over her body to her earlobe, where it rests again.
Cambin takes a sip of his rum.
Cambin bows his head and chants a prayer.
Kiashandra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Ophiliah hurls a wickedly edged thrusting blade dangling a blizzard-white crystalline shard at Davrion. The blade lands a glancing strike to his chest!
The edged blade lands at Ophiliah's feet.
Ophiliah puts her blade in her hip pouch.
Ophiliah kisses Davrion on the nose.
Davrion grins slowly at Ophiliah.
You ask Lilustra in a nautical accent, "Do you intend to drink, or to forge?"
Cambin gestures.
Cambin's cambrinth prism emits a loud *snap*.
Cambin lifts his fist toward the heavens and with a mighty shout displays his righteous wrath.
The dull orange glow fades from Davrion.
Davrion quietly asks, "Throwing contest?"
Lilustra smiles at you.
Ophiliah says, "Nope."
Ophiliah says, "Was because you halted me."
The faint silvery aura around Davrion fades.
Lilustra says to you, "Forge."
You nod to Lilustra.
Cambin takes a sip of his rum.
You say to Lilustra in a nautical accent, "When ye are ready to drink, ye must tell me."
Lilustra gets a lead ingot from inside her backpack.
Lilustra drops a lead ingot.
Davrion puts his blade in his war belt.
Lilustra nods to you.
You pour yourself a mug of Black Hand rum!
Lilustra gets a lumium ingot from inside her backpack.
Lasciel examines a mug of Black Hand rum.
You offer your Black Hand rum to Pazzlen, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.
Cambin takes a sip of his rum.
Lilustra analyzes every minute detail of the lead ingot while smiling to herself.
Ophiliah says, "Only time i want you to throw your blade at me , i want to keep it."
Ophiliah winks at Davrion.
Lilustra analyzes every minute detail of the lumium ingot while smiling to herself.
Pazzlen has declined the offer.
Davrion gets a magma-red wand capped with a fist-sized steel anvil from inside his brocade cloak.
Pazzlen says to you in a lofty accent, "No, thank you."
Davrion examines a magma-red wand capped with a fist-sized steel anvil.
You nod to Pazzlen.
You put your keg in your sealskin pack.
Ophiliah moves a mug of Black Hand rum to her right hand.
Davrion lays his hands on a magma-red wand capped with a fist-sized steel anvil and concentrates.
Ophiliah says, "Welcome new comers and old friends."
Ophiliah holds a mug of Black Hand rum high into the air for all to see.
You exclaim in a nautical accent, "Aye!"
You hold a mug of Black Hand rum high into the air for all to see.
Davrion whisks his wand about in front of him. A complete forge and smelting equipment pop into existence!
Suddenly, each face on Ophiliah's stick stares at Ophiliah and becomes perfectly still. As one, each face smirks and winks at Ophiliah, then resumes its movement.
Cambin holds a mug of Black Hand rum high into the air for all to see.
Lasciel mumbles a word of general praise.
Davrion puts his wand in his brocade cloak.
You take a sip of the rum.
Ophiliah guzzles down some of her rum and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.
You say in a nautical accent, "We must deicde where we will strike next."
Davrion takes a sip of his rum.
Lilustra says, "What a beautiful set."
Lilustra puts her ingot on a magma-red anvil.
You nod at Lilustra, in complete agreement with her views.
Lilustra gets a book of master armorsmithing instructions from inside her backpack.
Lilustra stares intently at her mask instructions.
Ophiliah says, "Do you have a prefrence."
Lilustra puts her book in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a steel ball-peen hammer from inside her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
You say in a nautical accent, "Mmm."
Davrion quietly says, "Last was Haven, so they would not expect us to strike same place twice in a row."
Ophiliah grins at Davrion.
Ophiliah asks, "Anyone have a specific target they want?"
Davrion quietly says, "Plus we owe them a chance at payback since the defense was.....paltry at best."
You grin at Davrion.
Ophiliah nods to Davrion.
Cambin takes a sip of his rum.
Davrion's rage dissipates.
You say in a nautical accent, "Aye, Haven is a fine target, and one that will not be expected. I wish to raid the Crossing. House Sorvendig is complacent and rich. They should burn."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a steel wide shovel from inside her backpack.
Ophiliah leans forward.
Lilustra puts her shovel in her backpack.
Nirisa takes a sip of her rum.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
You ask Cambin in a nautical accent, "What say you, Cambin?"
Davrion quietly says, "Crossing is always fun as long as we can get them out from hiding behind the town walls."
You laugh!
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "Aye."
Cambin nods to Davrion.
Davrion quietly says, "Our last raid there I spent more in murder fines than i made from the looting."
Davrion chuckles.
You throw back your head and roar with laughter!
Davrion takes a sip of his rum.
Davrion wraps his arms lovingly around Ophiliah, snuggling close.
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "Many fell to your blade, Davrion. Ye fight like a demon."
Lilustra puts her hammer in her backpack.
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "I see value in all 4 of our previous targets. but if we wish to continue from our past events , including kidnapping etc... maybe North would not expect that."
Lilustra gets an unfinished lumium ring mask from atop a magma-red anvil.
Lilustra gets some small cloth padding from inside her backpack.
Cambin says, "I expect a good defense to turn out for either Crossig or Riverhaven. Theren we could probably burn and no one would show up."
Lilustra places her padding with her ring mask and begins to make careful measurements and markings on both pieces.
Lilustra gets some pliers from inside her backpack.
You grin at Cambin.
Davrion quietly says, "Only because they focus on all of you and give me free reign."
Lasciel nods to Cambin.
Ruffling its feathers, a tiny white dove sings a few twittering notes on Nirisa's shoulder before falling silent.
Davrion quietly says, "Aye.....not even the barons lapdogs showed to defend it."
Ophiliah says, "Maybe... we could spice up one of the theren meetings as a prelude. then do theren."
You ask Nirisa in a nautical accent, "And you, Nirisa? Your courage has brought you this far. Ye know the corruption of the nobility, and this is your chance to take action. Where would ye strike?"
Lilustra puts her pliers in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a flask of oil from inside her backpack.
Nirisa says to you, "Crossing will always be my first choice. But these lazy nobles are the same everywhere, and I am happy to follow and learn."
Lilustra puts her oil in her backpack.
You smile at Nirisa.
Lilustra gets a basic steel-alloy stamp from inside her backpack.
Raising your Black Hand rum to Nirisa, you give her a toast. Cheers!
Davrion takes a sip of his rum.
Lilustra lays her mask back into the hot coals of the forge and begins to hammer a basic steel-alloy stamp into the metal's surface.
Nirisa nods to you.
Cambin takes a sip of his rum.
You take a sip of the rum.
You say in a nautical accent, "Then let us decide between Haven and the Crossing. Therenborough's time will come."
Ophiliah nods to you.
Lilustra says to Pazzlen, "This if for that empath there. Make sure it will fit her and then if you could temper it would be great. While I work on the next piece."
Lilustra points at Nirisa.
Nirisa smiles at Pazzlen.
Lilustra offers Pazzlen a lumium ring mask.
Pazzlen nods to Lilustra.
Pazzlen accepts Lilustra's ring mask.
Lilustra puts her stamp in her backpack.
Pazzlen begins to carefully examine a lumium ring mask.
Ophiliah guzzles down some of her rum and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.
(Dioe stands near Lilustra at the forge, watching her at her craft.)
Lasciel folds her arms across her chest.
Lilustra gets a book of master armorsmithing instructions from inside her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "I think haven."
Davrion takes a sip of his rum.
Ophiliah says, "Crossing will be expecting to be hit next."
Lilustra stares intently at her gloves instructions.
Cambin says, "Excellent point."
You nod to Ophiliah.
Lilustra puts her book in her backpack.
Pazzlen glances at Nirisa.
Pazzlen glances at a lumium ring mask.
Lilustra picks up a lead ingot.
Ophiliah says, "It usualy rotates in after we do a raid."
Pazzlen nods.
Lilustra puts her ingot on a magma-red anvil.
Davrion quietly says, "Good, maybe that means they'll give a good fight this time."
Ophiliah nods to Davrion.
Ophiliah says, "The haven fighters will want to beat us back this time."
Lilustra gets a steel ball-peen hammer from inside her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Davrion quietly says, "The ones who faced us in Haven were crossing ZDF actually now that i think of it."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
You grin.
You nod to Davrion.
Lilustra gets a calfskin leather bellows with platinum accents from inside her backpack.
Cambin grins.
Nirisa takes a sip of her rum.
Lilustra puts her bellows in her backpack.
Nirisa asks, "Does Riverhaven have its own defense?"
Davrion takes a sip of his rum.
Davrion nods to Nirisa.
Kiashandra takes a sip of her wine.
Davrion quietly says, "The Northern Watch."
Nirisa nods to Davrion.
You say in a nautical accent, "The Order of the Dragon Shield also defends Riverhaven, or should."
Lasciel nods to you.
Davrion quietly says, "Yet we never seem to see any of them."
Davrion chuckles.
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "Aye."
Cambin bows his head and chants a prayer.
Ophiliah says, "Interesting.. Theren meeting and Zoluren community meetings are both scheduled the day prior to our next raid."
You ask in a nautical accent, "It is hard to deny the wishes of those who are soon to celebrate their bonding. Should we not provide them with a gift of the destruction of our mutual enemies?"
Cambin says to Ophiliah, "Oh, that's good."
Kiashandra takes a sip of her wine.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "Maybe we do some dramatic meeting hints the day prior will bring out fighters."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Cambin nods to Ophiliah.
Lilustra gets a calfskin leather bellows with platinum accents from inside her backpack.
You say in a nautical accent, "If ye wish to attack Haven a second time, I will raid, though I wish to pay the Crossing a visit in the near future."
Ophiliah nods to you.
Lilustra puts her bellows in her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "We still owe Shard as well."
Cambin takes a sip of his rum.
Davrion quietly says, "I'm game for Cursings."
You nod to Ophiliah.
You say in a nautical accent, "Aye."
You say in a nautical accent, "Ilithi will have it's time."
Davrion takes a sip of his rum.
You say in a nautical accent, "Their defense was nearly as pathetic at Therenborough's."
You take a sip of the rum.
Ophiliah says, "If we did crossings.. what did we want to burn."
Ophiliah says, "I am fine with burning the debt offices again and releasing burden of debts to people."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra puts her hammer in her backpack.
You say to Ophiliah in a nautical accent, "By the abyss, I wish to see the DiSilveron manner burn to the ground and vanish forever, but the Town Hall, debt collector and mayor's offices may be best."
Lilustra gets some unfinished lead ring gloves from atop a magma-red anvil.
Lilustra gets some small cloth padding from inside her backpack.
Lilustra places her padding with her ring gloves and begins to make careful measurements and markings on both pieces.
Lilustra gets a flask of oil from inside her backpack.
You gaze at Lilustra.
Lilustra nods to Pazzlen.
Davrion draws forth a rhythmically pulsing hemozyte blade tapered to a needle-thin point.
Lilustra says, "You can temper now sorry about that."
Davrion begins to carefully examine a rhythmically pulsing hemozyte blade tapered to a needle-thin point.
Lilustra puts her oil in her backpack.
Lilustra gets some pliers from inside her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "Im fine with either locations. i am available to sow dissent the evening before but probably miss the theren meeting."
Pazzlen gets a ka'hurst shovel accented by a complex time lock set in the ironwood handle from inside his roll-top rucksack.
A golden snake slides off Kiashandra's head and onto her left shoulder, coiling itself around her upper arm.
You quietly say to Lilustra in a nautical accent, "You are a true master, and good teacher, Lilustra."
Lilustra smiles at you.
Pazzlen puts his shovel in his roll-top rucksack.
You grin at Ophiliah.
You give Ophiliah an emphatic nod.
Davrion quietly says, "Over 2000 strikes with the new blade so far and still haven't had to repair it once yet."
Davrion gives a rhythmically pulsing hemozyte blade tapered to a needle-thin point a hug!
You laugh!
The shimmering globe of blue fire surrounding Lasciel suddenly extinguishes.
Kiashandra takes a sip of her wine.
Cambin says, "I say Crossing, then."
Lilustra puts her pliers in her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "Besides.. Cambin and i have been tackling the recent additional invasions outsude crossing recently."
You nod to Cambin.
Cambin nods to Ophiliah.
Lilustra gets a flask of oil from inside her backpack.
You ask Davrion in a nautical accent, "The Crossing, or Haven, Davrion?"
Davrion quietly says, "Crossing works for me."
You smile.
You yank your tricorn hat down on your head, aiming for a more piratical appearance.
Pazzlen gets a ka'hurst shovel accented by a complex time lock set in the ironwood handle from inside his roll-top rucksack.
Ophiliah says, "Then its settled."
Lasciel ponders.
You exclaim in a nautical accent, "The Crossing it will be!"
Lilustra puts her oil in her backpack.
Lilustra nods.
Lilustra gets a basic steel-alloy stamp from inside her backpack.
Davrion gestures.
Davrion's heater shield emits a loud *snap*.
You notice Davrion attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
Davrion bows his head and chants catechisms.
Ophiliah holds a mug of Black Hand rum high into the air for all to see.
Lilustra lays her gloves back into the hot coals of the forge and begins to hammer a basic steel-alloy stamp into the metal's surface.
Ophiliah guzzles down some of her rum and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.
Nirisa holds a mug of Black Hand rum high into the air for all to see.
Cambin holds a mug of Black Hand rum high into the air for all to see.
Cambin guzzles down some of his rum and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.
Nirisa takes a sip of her rum.
Ophiliah says, "If i am around for theren meetings i plan to attend. just to keep them guessing."
Pazzlen gets a pair of ka'hurst tongs engraved with a quintet of bold block letters from inside his roll-top rucksack.
Pazzlen moves a ka'hurst shovel accented by a complex time lock set in the ironwood handle to his left hand.
Pazzlen moves a pair of ka'hurst tongs engraved with a quintet of bold block letters to his right hand.
You say to Nirisa in a nautical accent, "Do not feel obligated to stand beside us in that hour when we spread fire and blood, but should you choose to, we will be grateful for your help."
Kiashandra takes a sip of her wine.
Nirisa nods to you.
Davrion quietly asks, "Should we also speak on another time and place for tactics and teamwork practice?"
You nod to Ophiliah.
Ophiliah says, "Even if i do feel like they are pulling out pitchforks watchng me haha."
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "Aye. That was useful."
Nirisa says, "I intend to stand with you.,."
You grin at Ophiliah.
Ophiliah stands near Nirisa.
You gaze at Nirisa in admiration.
Nirisa clears her throat.
Raising your Black Hand rum to Nirisa, you give her a toast. Cheers!
Ophiliah says, "Ill watch your back.. while i stab theirs."
Ophiliah nods to Nirisa.
Nirisa grins at Ophiliah.
You take a sip of the rum. Smooth and pleasant ... warms your throat!
Nirisa nods to Ophiliah.
Davrion quietly says to Nirisa, "My shield will be yours."
Pazzlen puts his shovel in his roll-top rucksack.
Pazzlen gets some black doeskin bellows with ka'hurst paddles secured by letter-shaped studs from inside his roll-top rucksack.
Lasciel asks, "I'm not entirely familiar with the methodology here, what happens when you get to Crossing? You just start killing people?"
Ophiliah shakes her head.
Ophiliah says, "We set fires to specific locations."
Lasciel nods.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "No. We raid what the nobility has stolen from the people."
Ophiliah says, "And gweth our intent to let folks know where we are."
Lilustra analyzes every minute detail of the ring mask while smiling to herself.
Davrion quietly says, "My team usually waits at a specified location for the raiders to lead back and then we kill them."
Ophiliah says, "So they can come join us and battle us."
Lasciel asks, "As like a challenge?"
Lasciel says, "I see."
Ophiliah says, "Banter, talk, battle."
You say in a nautical accent, "And we kill any who stand in our way: supporters, collaborators, any who assist in maintaining the corrupt institutions that know nothing of justice."
Ophiliah nods to Lasciel.
Lilustra analyzes every minute detail of the ring gloves while smiling to herself.
Pazzlen puts his bellows in his roll-top rucksack.
Pazzlen gets a flask of oil from inside his roll-top rucksack.
Pazzlen puts his tongs in his roll-top rucksack.
Kiashandra takes a sip of her wine.
Pazzlen gets a lumium ring mask from atop a glowing magma-red forge.
Ophiliah says, "We dont attack them first."
Ophiliah says, "We attempt to free them."
Cambin says, "The lackeys of the aristocracy will always come out to defend it when we start setting fire to things important to them."
Lasciel says, "Except for the burning and stealing."
Lilustra puts her stamp in her backpack.
Ophiliah laughs!
Lilustra puts her gloves in her backpack.
Davrion quietly says, "We also always try to fight against those equal to our own skill level. otherwise would be boring."
Ophiliah says, "The last burning we did from the nobles pilferings... i returned to the people."
Lasciel nods to Ophiliah.
Ophiliah says, "Is why i target the debt office."
Pazzlen offers Lilustra a lumium ring mask.
Nirisa nods to Ophiliah.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "We have no wish to harm the folk of the realms, but those who think themselves above the law, who have inhereted wealth and power, who abuse those with less than them, will die."
Lilustra accepts Pazzlen's ring mask.
Lilustra analyzes every minute detail of the ring mask while smiling to herself.
Lasciel asks, "The plan is to tear it all down though, right?"
Cambin nods to Lasciel.
You say in a nautical accent, "Aye. All of it."
Lasciel nods in agreement.
Lilustra begins to carefully examine a lumium ring mask.
Ophiliah says, "Not the whole town."
Nirisa takes a sip of her rum.
You say in a nautical accent, "Only that which the nobility claims."
Davrion quietly says, "We each have differing motives but all wish the same end goal."
Lasciel says, "We can keep The Middens."
Ophiliah laughs at Lasciel.
You grin.
You say in a nautical accent, "Aye."
Ophiliah says, "Maybe we move the noble there."
The last few clouds drift away, leaving a fine expanse of stars.
You say in a nautical accent, "We can keep many things. It is only the corruption of herditary nobility which must be purged forever."
Lasciel says, "There's a specific 'holler' down there that I like."
Davrion quietly says to Ophiliah, "Except the Baron, his head will be on a pike in front of my manor."
You laugh!
Ophiliah says, "In his town even."
Lilustra touches the tattoo on her left hip and closes her eyes in concentration.
You notice Lilustra attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Lilustra assumes a tense stance, concentrating on something.
Ophiliah grins at Davrion.
Raising your Black Hand rum to Davrion, you give him a toast. Cheers!
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "We will see that day, mate."
Davrion nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.
Kiashandra takes a sip of her wine.
You take a sip of the rum.
Lilustra gestures.
Lilustra's hip scarf emits a loud *snap*.
Davrion quietly says, "I hear one of his champions is back. I look forward to seeing him in action."
Ophiliah says, "Oddly we are often reffered too as evil. yet we try and help."
Pazzlen traces a curving sigil in the air.
You ask Davrion in a nautical accent, "Oh?"
Davrion nods to you.
Lilustra puts her mask in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a lumium ingot from inside her backpack.
Lasciel says, "This doesn't sound entirely evil, no."
Lilustra puts her ingot on a magma-red anvil.
You brush some stray salt crystals off your tricorn hat.
Davrion quietly says, "Sir Aaiyaah."
Lilustra gets a book of master armorsmithing instructions from inside her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "And "good" people tend to start fight first."
Ophiliah nods to Davrion.
Lilustra stares intently at her gloves instructions.
Pazzlen gestures.
Pazzlen's cambrinth tailband emits a loud *snap*.
You nod to Davrion.
Lilustra puts her book in her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "He is hosting those theren meetings."
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "The puppet of the Baron."
Lasciel says, "I encountered Aaiyaah, he is weak against garlic and holy water."
Ophiliah says, "Interesting."
Lilustra gets a steel ball-peen hammer from inside her backpack.
A brief urge to sick up fills your stomach as your face abruptly resumes its normal shape, color returning to the skin as the mutation fails.
Davrion quietly says, "Aye, though the one I went to was hosted by Crobin."
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Lasciel says, "He refused to take them from me."
Ophiliah gazes at Lasciel.
Davrion grins at Lasciel.
An unpleasant sensation jolts through your body as your synthetic reinforcement becomes unthreaded, leaving you feeling weakened as well as slower.
Lasciel says, "Just like the Baron."
You glance at Cambin, a male Elf.
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Kiashandra gets a snifter of Rissan brandy from inside a burnished gold lunchbox painted with an emerald-green dragon.
Lilustra gets a calfskin leather bellows with platinum accents from inside her backpack.
Ophiliah says, "Fascinating."
Lilustra puts her bellows in her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Lasciel says, "It was a test of sorts and he failed in front of the whole Theren meeting."
You ask Nirisa in a nautical accent, "How do you find our Quartermaster's armaments?"
Lasciel says, "Are you all pirates? I'm sorry if that's a rude question."
Pazzlen nods to Lilustra.
Kiashandra takes a sip of her brandy.
With a ghostly purr, the marnet skull clasp on Kiashandra's cloak nuzzles her collarbone.
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Cambin laughs!
Nirisa chortles softly at some secret joke.
The air around Davrion shimmers with a weak yellow light that quickly disperses.
Lasciel glances at you.
Macabre Pazzlen goes southwest.
(Dioe slowly turns his emerald eyed gaze on Lasciel.)
Lilustra puts her hammer in her backpack.
Lilustra says, "Forgive my apprentice he is running an errand for me."
Ophiliah says, "We have a boat."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Thin, wispy lines of light alternately appear and disappear near Cambin's head.
Davrion quietly says, "Many would call us that but I see us more as revolutionaries.....that have a galleon."
Davrion appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Lasciel says, "Ohhh my goodness you are all pirates."
Lasciel covers her mouth with her hand.
Lilustra gets some unfinished lumium ring gloves from atop a magma-red anvil.
Nirisa takes a sip of her rum.
Lilustra gets some small cloth padding from inside her backpack.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "We are comrades in arms, mate. Others can call us what they will."
You grin.
Lilustra places her padding with her ring gloves and begins to make careful measurements and markings on both pieces.
Lasciel says, "I didn't think you actually had other pirates."
Cambin bows his head and chants a prayer.
Lilustra gets some pliers from inside her backpack.
Lasciel says, "I'm sorry I doubted you."
You laugh!
Lasciel says, "I have a couple boats that I frequent."
Lasciel says, "Galleons maybe."
Lasciel says, "Unlocked ones."
Lasciel gets a steel wide shovel from inside her enchanter's satchel.
Lasciel says, "I found this shovel on one."
Lasciel puts her shovel in her enchanter's satchel.
You ask Davrion in a nautical accent, "Ye mentioned Crobin. What do you know of him?"
You take a sip of the rum. Smooth and pleasant ... warms your throat!
Lilustra puts her pliers in her backpack.
Davrion quietly says, "Boats are fun, just ask Deatly when you see him."
Lilustra gets a flask of oil from inside her backpack.
You laugh!
Lilustra taps something inside her backpack.
Ophiliah grins at Lasciel.
Lilustra analyzes every minute detail of the ring gloves while smiling to herself.
Ophiliah asks, "Are you afraid of boats when they move?"
Lilustra puts her gloves in her backpack.
Lasciel says, "Crobin hosted the Theren Meeting in Aaiyaah's absence but I didn't stay to listen because they spent half an hour introducing themselves to one another, listing their ostentatious titles."
Davrion quietly says to you, "I actually like him. he's very respectful even if he's blind to the truth."
Lilustra gets some lead ring gloves from inside her backpack.
You make a grunting noise.
Lilustra puts her gloves in her canvas quiver.
Lilustra gets a lumium ingot from inside her backpack.
Kiashandra clears her throat.
Lilustra puts her ingot on a magma-red anvil.
Lilustra gets a book of master armorsmithing instructions from inside her backpack.
Lilustra stares intently at her gloves instructions.
Kiashandra takes a sip of her brandy.
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "I have spoken to him as well. Our values do not align, but I believe he sent me a message recently."
Lilustra stares intently at her hauberk instructions.
Lilustra puts her book in her backpack.
Davrion quietly says to you, "I've seen him fight at the WT's he's formidable. likes to fight from the shadows."
Lilustra gets a steel ball-peen hammer from inside her backpack.
You nod to Davrion.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Davrion quietly asks, "A message?"
Kiashandra's snake charm coils up off her left arm and drapes its body across her back, from shoulder to shoulder.
Ophiliah says, "Scuse me a moment.. thoughts."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a calfskin leather bellows with platinum accents from inside her backpack.
Davrion quietly asks you, "What was the message?"
Lilustra puts her bellows in her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a calfskin leather bellows with platinum accents from inside her backpack.
You say in a nautical accent, "Aye. He is investigating what happened to Nawain. For what reason, I care not, but it would be best to keep a weathered eye if he should come seeking some manner of retribution."
Lilustra puts her bellows in her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Lasciel says, "Nawain stutters on the gweth which is an odd affectation I do not care for."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a calfskin leather bellows with platinum accents from inside her backpack.
You chuckle at Lasciel.
Cambin says, "She's been wound a bit tightly lately."
Lilustra puts her bellows in her backpack.
Davrion quietly says, "I think he will avoid me, we are friendly but he also knows my capabilities."
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "You are amusing, Lasciel, and skilled in lunar magic, I do not doubt. It is a shame you are so mad."
Lasciel laughs!
You nod to Davrion.
You say to Cambin in a nautical accent, "Then let me share that warning with you, Cambin. He mentioned you by name."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Cambin says, "Of course he did."
Cambin sighs.
Cambin nods.
Lasciel lays her palms against Cambin's in a quick, yet deliberate movement.
Cambin says, "Such is my lot."
You ask Cambin in a nautical accent, "'Tis not unexpected then?"
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Cambin says, "Not in the least. My connection to Nawain's ordeal is pretty well out there now."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
You grin.
You say in a nautical accent, "Aye."
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Cambin says, "Keeps life interesting."
Cambin grins.
Lilustra puts her hammer in her backpack.
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets an unfinished lumium ring hauberk from atop a magma-red anvil.
Lilustra gets some large cloth padding from inside her backpack.
You say in a nautical accent, "She has spoken of it to any who will listen and to many who will not, and yet, she has done what she can to strike blows against our enemies..."
Lilustra places her padding with her ring hauberk and begins to make careful measurements and markings on both pieces.
Lilustra gets some pliers from inside her backpack.
Cambin nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.
Macabre Pazzlen just arrived.
Pazzlen offers Lilustra some small cloth padding.
Pazzlen nods to Lilustra.
Lilustra says, "Your timing is wonderful."
Lilustra puts her pliers in her backpack.
Lilustra accepts Pazzlen's small cloth padding.
Lilustra places her padding with her ring hauberk and begins to make careful measurements and markings on both pieces.
Lilustra gets some pliers from inside her backpack.
Davrion quietly says, "Her and her Pack are under mine and Ophiliah's protection."
You say in a nautical accent, "In any case, Crobin, Aaiyaah, or any of the Baron's lap dogs will not stop what must be done."
You raise an eyebrow in Davrion's direction.
You ask Davrion in a nautical accent, "Nawain is under your protection?"
Davrion quietly says to you, "I owe them a debt since someone broke my word to her."
Davrion frowns at Cambin.
Davrion nods to you.
Cambin squirms.
Lasciel says, "Someone broke your word to her that sound so complicated.."
You gaze thoughtfully at Davrion.
Lasciel shakes her head.
Lasciel says, "You can't be responsible for that."
Lasciel says, "Of course I don't know the circumstances at all so maybe you could."
Lilustra puts her pliers in her backpack.
Lilustra moves an unfinished lumium ring hauberk to her left hand.
Lasciel ponders.
Lilustra gets a lumium ring mask from inside her backpack.
Davrion quietly says, "I gave her my word on my ship she would be unharmed."
Lilustra offers Pazzlen a lumium ring mask.
Pazzlen accepts Lilustra's ring mask.
Lilustra says, "I will be right back."
Lilustra curtsies.
Craftswoman Lilustra goes southwest.
Cambin bows his head and chants a prayer.
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "Let us speak later. Ye are someone I trust with my life, and I know you have no love for the Baron. Given where Nawain's loyalties lie, I cannot say I understand why you would commit to protect her, but I wish to learn."
Pazzlen gets a pair of ka'hurst tongs engraved with a quintet of bold block letters from inside his roll-top rucksack.
Pazzlen puts his oil in his roll-top rucksack.
Pazzlen gets a ka'hurst shovel accented by a complex time lock set in the ironwood handle from inside his roll-top rucksack.
Lasciel says to you, "Do you consider Sheearyn an enemy? Do you know Sheearyn? She was going to be my +1 until you said come alone."
You narrow your eyes.
Lasciel says, "I didn't tell her."
Pazzlen coughs.
You say in a nautical accent, "Sheearyn is a loud mouth, and supporter of the nobility."
Lasciel scoffs.
Lasciel says, "No, she hates the nobility."
Lasciel frowns.
Lasciel asks, "Really?"
(Dioe's eyes open slightly in surprise.)
Lasciel ponders.
Pazzlen puts his shovel in his roll-top rucksack.
Pazzlen gets some black doeskin bellows with ka'hurst paddles secured by letter-shaped studs from inside his roll-top rucksack.
Davrion quietly says, "She is an interesting one. she shows up to fight us most times yet has no love for the nobles that I knowq of."
Lasciel says, "She helped me get all that garlic and spread rumors about the Baron with me."
Lasciel says, "You know being a creature of the night.. no offense."
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "If you were more trustworthy, I would doubt my own experience more, but she has called defenders to Riverhaven to support the mayor and other lackies of the Baron."
Lasciel says, "I will talk to her about that."
You nod to Lasciel.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "I will be curious to hear what you learn."
Lasciel says, "Mm."
Davrion quietly says, "I think she has opposed us at every oppurtunity. that being said I know unlike others she harbors no ill will towards us either."
Lasciel says, "That might have been before I influenced her."
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "A tool of the nobility must be destroyed. She has stood in our way. For me, it's that simple."
Davrion nods to you.
You laughingly ask Lasciel in a nautical accent, "You influenced her?"
Lasciel nods in agreement.
Lasciel says, "Yes, she has joined my band."
Pazzlen puts his bellows in his roll-top rucksack.
Pazzlen puts his tongs in his roll-top rucksack.
You glance at Davrion, a male Human.
Pazzlen gets a lumium ring mask from atop a glowing magma-red forge.
Pazzlen gets a flask of oil from inside his roll-top rucksack.
Lasciel says, "Against the Baron."
Lasciel says, "I'm having her infiltrate the Northern Watch - don't tell anyboedy."
Davrion quietly says, "When someone opposes us we crush them. i find it quite helpful and strategically sound to keep on polite terms when not raiding though."
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "We shall see how she reacts the next time we raid."
Craftswoman Lilustra just arrived.
Kiashandra takes a sip of her brandy.
Lasciel says, "Well she might be undercover in the Northern Watch."
Lasciel says, "If she gets in."
You glance at Kiashandra, a female Elothean.
Pazzlen offers Lilustra a lumium ring mask.
You slowly ask Kiashandra in a nautical accent, "Is that brandy...?"
Pazzlen puts his oil in his roll-top rucksack.
Kiashandra raises an eyebrow in your direction.
Lilustra accepts Pazzlen's ring mask.
Kiashandra says, "Was..."
You laugh!
You smile at Kiashandra.
Kiashandra grins at you.
You say to Lilustra in a nautical accent, "Ye are owed coin, Empress."
You say to Lilustra in a nautical accent, "Remind me the next time we meet."
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Lilustra gets a steel wide shovel from inside her backpack.
Lilustra asks, "You did not wonder why I mailed it to you?"
Lilustra grins at you.
You laugh!
Lilustra puts her shovel in her backpack.
Davrion quietly says to you, "Plat the same game, mail the coin to her."
Davrion looks at Lilustra, obviously trying not to grin.
You say to Lilustra in a nautical accent, "I see I will have to be more cunning."
Lasciel says, "So when you are burning and looting the debt office say, do you ever exhort or encourage anybody to join in? I'm sure there are people that would."
You nod to Davrion.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "Always."
Cambin nods.
You say in a nautical accent, "We welcome any who would rise up against the nobility."
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "And that is why I invited you here, Lasciel."
Lasciel asks, "Have you considered advertising ahead of time?"
Lasciel nods to you.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "You are insane, and yet, ye are bold and eloquent in your way."
Lasciel says, "That makes sense."
Davrion quietly says, "We set up a time to meet with anyone interested so they can get a feel for us and us for them."
Lasciel says, "Sometimes you are a bit liberal with the insanity thing but OK."
Davrion ponders.
Nirisa takes a sip of her rum.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "You told me you could help us spread our message, and I would ask you to do just that - at the opportune moment, and not before."
Lasciel asks, "I mean, the general message we spread all the time right?"
Davrion quietly says, "I'm begining to think that old trope about moonies and insanity may in fact be based on truth."
You grin.
Cambin nods to Davrion.
Lasciel spins around, frolicking like a beautiful pixie. Has she been in the samatak?
Lasciel says, "Ha ha."
Lasciel says, "Try that."
A golden snake shifts its position on Kiashandra's shoulders. Flicking its tongue against her cheek, it slides down to coil about her finger.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "You know what makes a message more powerful? When those with conviction are acting on that message."
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a lumium ring mask from atop a glowing magma-red forge.
Davrion quietly says to you, "Oh i can't wait for this one to meet Deatly. THAT meeting I would pay to see."
Lilustra gets a flask of oil from inside her backpack.
You laugh!
Cambin laughs!
You nod at Davrion, in complete agreement with his views.
Nirisa grins.
Lasciel says, "Well, that's possibly true but also repetition and word of mouth are really good too."
Lilustra puts her oil in her backpack.
Lilustra offers Nirisa a lumium ring mask.
Lilustra gets a lumium ring hauberk from inside her backpack.
You nod to Lasciel.
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "Do as you will. Ye have gifts for oratory and projecting your thoughts."
Lasciel says, "I like to say that the strongest weapon in Elanthia is not a jade-hilted nimsha if you know what that even is.. it's old or some targeted magic spell, it is in fact *words*."
Pazzlen begins to listen to Davrion teach the Brawling skill.
Lilustra gets a steel wide shovel from inside her backpack.
You begin to lecture Nirisa on the proper use of the Sorcery skill.
Davrion quietly says, "Every battle is won or lost before anyone ever sets foot on the field. combat is 70% mental and 30% physical."
You gaze at Davrion.
Lilustra offers Nirisa a lumium ring mask.
Lasciel nods to Davrion.
You say to Davrion in a nautical accent, "It is hard to disagree."
Nirisa accepts Lilustra's ring mask.
Lilustra gets some covellite box-jaw tongs from inside her backpack.
Nirisa begins to listen to you teach the Sorcery skill.
Your class is currently closed. You may open it to any student by using TEACH OPEN.
Lasciel says, "That's why I have trained stamina and strength so little and intelligence and wisdom so much."
Lasciel praises Davrion.
Nirisa stops listening to you.
Because you have no more students, your class ends.
Nirisa puts her rum in her tapestry carpetbag.
Nirisa removes a silversteel light plate mask brushed with black gold filigree from her nose.
Nirisa puts her mask in her green haversack.
Nirisa attaches a lumium ring mask to her nose.
Nirisa adjusts her ring mask.
Nirisa nods to Lilustra.
Nirisa says to Lilustra, "Fits perfectly, thank you."
Davrion quietly says, "Excuse me a few moments. must go in my thoughts."
You ask in a nautical accent, "I am being called away. Is there anything else we should discuss before we begin to set our plans in motion?"
You take a sip of the rum. Smooth and pleasant ... warms your throat!
Lasciel ponders.
Lasciel applauds.
You grin.
You say in a nautical accent, "Then our next target is settled: we attack the Crossing."
Lasciel asks, "This was great, I'm very inspired now to burn and rob and graverob.. you guys do any graverobbing?"
You say in a nautical accent, "Ye honor me by fighting by my side."
Lilustra giggles.
You say in a nautical accent, "If there is anything you need before the raid, seek out Lilustra."
You say to Lilustra in a nautical accent, "Coin is coming your way. Accept it, Lilu."
You smile at Lilustra.
Lilustra says, "I shall Dioe."
Lilustra bows.
Lilustra puts her tongs in her backpack.
You sweep a crisply folded tricorn hat accented with a black gold medallion off your head and in front of you in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Lilustra at the same time.
Lilustra puts her shovel in her backpack.
Lilustra gets a lumium ring hauberk from atop a glowing magma-red forge.
You take a sip of the rum.
You finish off the rest of it, and set the cup aside.
Lilustra gets a flask of oil from inside her backpack.
You say to Pazzlen in a nautical accent, "Thank you for assisting Lilustra. We are placing our trust in you. Do not make us regret it."
Lilustra offers Nirisa a lumium ring hauberk.
You just bestowed 3 PIRP points on Pazzlen!
A tiny white dove lifts its head and nuzzles Nirisa's ear before warbling a heart-rending melody.
Lilustra says, "If there is a problem I will clean up my mess."
Nirisa accepts Lilustra's ring hauberk.
Nirisa works her way out of an austere battle odaj of somber black leather.
Lasciel just touched a magma-red grindstone.
Nirisa puts her odaj in her green haversack.
Nirisa removes some lumium scale vambraces from her arms.
Nirisa puts her vambraces in her green haversack.
Nirisa works her way into a lumium ring hauberk.
You smile at Nirisa.
Nirisa nods.
Lilustra says to Nirisa, "I fear I have one more pice to temper but I am not sure how long the forge will last we took longer then I hoped to finish it all."
Nirisa grins at Lilustra.
Nirisa says, "I am grateful to you for your help."
Lilustra asks, "Which town are you heading to?"
You say to Lilustra in a nautical accent, "It is a pleasure to watch you work."
Cambin nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.
Nirisa says, "Tiger Clan, but I am in no hurry."
Lasciel says, "I can take people to Crossing."
You say to Lasciel in a nautical accent, "Fair winds, Lasciel."
You notice Lasciel attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Lasciel raises her head skyward, chanting.
You stand near Kiashandra.
Lasciel says, "Thank you."
Lilustra says, "It will only take a few roisen in the forge. If you can spare it."
Kiashandra smiles at you.
Nirisa nods to Lilustra.
Lasciel says, "This was illuminating."
You take the hand of Kiashandra and kiss the back of it.
Nirisa says, "I can."
Nirisa grins at Lilustra.
Lasciel glances up at the sky.
After a few moments she lowers her gaze.
Lasciel says, "This moon is so slow."
Lasciel glances up at the sky.
After a few moments she lowers her gaze.
Lasciel says, "There it is."
You say in a nautical accent, "Fair winds, mates, until we meet again."
Thin, wispy lines of light alternately appear and disappear near Davrion's head.
Lasciel gestures.
A beam of ruby brilliance splits the sky.
Nirisa turns her gaze to the sky for a few moments.
Lilustra says, "Great I will meet you in crossing then."
Cambin waves to you.
You sweep a crisply folded tricorn hat accented with a black gold medallion off your head and in front of you in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing at the same time.
Nirisa nods to Lilustra.
Since you're not feeding enough power into the spell pattern to make it coherent, you quickly work your way to the minimum required.
Swirling shadowy energy rises from your body as you prepare the Eyes of the Blind spell.
You whisper the final word of your spell so that none may notice your effort.
You feel an unsteady, rippling sensation as corruption spreads through and past your body, altering the blind spots of any would-be witness.
You go southwest.