Dioe/Logs/spinning-yarns

You are Dioe Sancara, Raider of Elanthia, an Elf.
You have an angular face, pointed ears, emerald eyes and a straight nose. Your black hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn tied back. You have pale skin and an athletic build.
You are a bit over average height for an Elf.
You are young.
You have a tattoo of a balanced rock formation on your leg.
You are in good shape.

You are wearing a worn ebon-hued leather tricorn hat, a night-black armure peacoat buttoned with curved spectrolite talons, a white linen shirt, a wide belt of black leather with a silver buckle, a pair of black steelsilk pantaloons trimmed with black silk braid and some knee-high sunken leather boots with ebony heels.

[Acenamacra, The Village Tavern] (108013)
An aroma of tar and salt underlies a strong smell of fish inside the dim tavern. Apart from a few kegs for use as chairs, the only piece of furniture is a trestle table made from boards laid across empty casks. A sign and some bottles stand on the makeshift table. You also see an open door.
Also here: Stray Stelling, Observer Amailia and Desert Blossom Zersha who is enveloped in a cloud of iridescent glitter.
Obvious exits: none.

Primal Lady Zalinyar came through an open door.

You grin.

Valiant Vaddon came through an open door.

Lord Knight Hebion came through an open door.

Zersha curtsies gracefully to you.

Vaddon smiles.

Zersha smiles at Hebion, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

[General] Your mind hears Amailia thinking, "This is ENN. As the Heralds continue to stare endlessly at us and flex their power, let's play a long overdue critter word scramble: ocnhraeci (Hint will be forthcoming if no one gets it.)"

Zersha pulls Hebion to her in a tight hug.

You say, "Good t' see you, mates."

Zersha gently kisses Hebion on the cheek.

Hebion gently kisses Zersha on the forehead.

Hebion nods politely.

Vaddon says, "Heyo."

You sweep a worn ebon-hued leather tricorn hat off your head and in front of you in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Zersha at the same time.

A young girl bustles in, straightening the items on a trestle table and adding some new things to the array. With a pleasant nod in your direction, she hurries back to work.

Amailia says, "Greetings."

You see Desert Blossom Zersha, an Elf.
Zersha has an aristocratic face with delicate features, pointed ears, some night-black kohl flawlessly applied to accentuate her starry midnight-blue eyes, a small nose and dimples pierced by a perfectly matched pair of whirl-cut rainbow sapphires. Her dark chocolate hair is long and thick with both sides shaved at the temple, and is worn in a youthful style with some radiant rainbow-hued primrose blossoms sprinkled with glistening glitter wound around the head to secure it. She has warm caramel-hued skin and an a branching pair of sungold wings twined in crystalline dewberry brambles sweeping away from a spritely compact figure.
She is petite for an Elf.
She appears to be young.
Her forearm has a tattoo of a hazy rainbow melting at one end into a colorfully glittering pool.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a fragile cloak of dappled dewberry vines sprouting brightly petalled rainbow roses, a whimsical kelp linen sundress dyed to resemble a prismatic rainbow, a branching Ilithian cedar thighband bearing Ilithic apple blue rainbow sapphires, a haphazard array of belled icesteel anklets sprinkled with rainbow sapphires and a pair of white alerce sandals with spun rainbow straps.

Stelling grins at Zersha.

You ask Zersha, "They call me Dioe, m'lady. And you are?"

Stelling gazes thoughtfully at you.

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zersha says to you in Ilithic, "I'm Zersha, it's lovely to meet you."

[General] Your mind hears Amailia thinking, "And for those new to the broadcast, ENN is the Elanthia News Network. Nice to meet you!"

You smile.

Zalinyar takes her rightful place beside Vaddon.

You say, "The pleasure's mine, truly."

Zalinyar smiles at Vaddon, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zersha says, "I should probably speak common as we're not all Elves, pardon."

Zersha blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.

Fearless Crobin came through an open door.

Zalinyar hugs Stelling, getting a smile in return.

You chuckle.

Zalinyar hugs Crobin, who wraps his arms around Zalinyar with a warm smile.

Stelling hugs Zalinyar, who wraps her arms around Stelling with a warm smile.

Vaddon smiles.

Stelling chuckles at Zersha.

Crobin hugs Zalinyar, who wraps her arms around Crobin with a warm smile.

Crobin pats Stelling on the back.

Vaddon studies the faces around him.

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Crobin.

You ask Zersha, "Are ye from the Crystal City?"

Crobin shakes Vaddon's hand.

Crobin waves to Zersha.

Crobin pats Hebion on the back.

Crobin waves to Amailia.

Zersha says to you, "I make my home near there now, but I was born in the desert."

You get a silverwillow picnic basket festooned with a riot of colorful blossoms from inside your brown backpack.

Amailia waves to Crobin.

Crobin nods to you.

Vaddon smiles at Crobin.

You pull a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms out of your picnic basket, setting the basket aside as you spread the cloth out on the ground.

You say to Crobin, "Welcome, mate. Glad ye could join us."

Vaddon says to Crobin, "Good to see you."

Crobin says to you, "New events draw my attention."

Crobin asks Vaddon, "Good to see you as well sir...how do are you doing?"

Zersha grins at Crobin, her dimples flashing into view.

You say to Zersha, "May yer voyages return you to those fair sands, and deliver ye from the city of iniquity and ruin, for ye seem well spoken and courteous."

Zersha laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Zalinyar smiles at Vaddon, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zalinyar taps a small dragon charm that she is wearing.

Zalinyar winks.

You say, "Drinks are on the cloth! No need t' be shy."

Zalinyar takes off a small dragon charm.

Zalinyar moves a small dragon charm to her left hand.

Zersha says to you, "I wouldn't exactly call Shard a city of iniquity or ruin myself."

Zalinyar waves the dragon charm through a serpentine series of gestures. A glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames appears in her right hand!

Stelling gazes at a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Zalinyar offers Vaddon a glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames.

Hebion raises an eyebrow.

Vaddon accepts Zalinyar's darkefire rum.

Vaddon says, "Thank you."

Zalinyar gently kisses Vaddon on the cheek.

Stelling gets a pint of Amechra's Own Ale from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Zalinyar says to Vaddon, "@vadd Of course, dear."

Ezathiel came through an open door.

You say to Zersha, "May ye find your way elsewhere before ye do, m'lday."

Zalinyar weaves the dragon charm through an elaborate series of gestures. A glass goblet of darkefire rum with silver varked flames appears in her right hand!

Vaddon chuckles.

Crobin hugs Ezathiel, who wraps his arms around Crobin with a warm smile.

Zersha grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

>look on cloth The lustrous picnic cloth is dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms that include morning glories, moonflower vines, cherry blossoms, and lilies. Spread out on the picnic cloth you see a snifter of Rissan brandy, a snifter of Rissan brandy, a snifter of Rissan brandy, a snifter of Rissan brandy, a snifter of Rissan brandy, a snifter of Milene's brandy, a snifter of Milene's brandy, a snifter of Milene's brandy, a snifter of Milene's brandy, a snifter of Milene's brandy, a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine, a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine, a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine, a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine, a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine, a stout glass of deep red wine, a stout glass of deep red wine, a stout glass of deep red wine, a stout glass of deep red wine, a stout glass of deep red wine, a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey, a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey, a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey, a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey, a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey, a fluted glass of sparkling white wine, a fluted glass of sparkling white wine, a fluted glass of sparkling white wine, a fluted glass of sparkling white wine, a fluted glass of sparkling white wine, a pint of Amechra's Own Ale, a pint of Amechra's Own Ale, a pint of Amechra's Own Ale, a pint of Amechra's Own Ale, a mug of Boar's Head ale, a mug of Boar's Head ale, a mug of Boar's Head ale, a mug of Boar's Head ale and a mug of Boar's Head ale.

Ezathiel hugs Crobin, who wraps his arms around Ezathiel with a warm smile.

Zalinyar waves to Ezathiel.

Ezathiel grins at Crobin.

Zalinyar smiles at Ezathiel, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Ezathiel waves to Zalinyar.

You get a stout glass of deep red wine from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Ezathiel pleasantly exclaims, "Greetings all!"

Ezathiel sweeps a grey suede fedora with a light blue ribbon off his head and in front of him in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing at the same time.

Ezathiel pleasantly exclaims, "Greetings!"

Ezathiel smiles.

Zersha says to you, "I fear I'm awfully fond of my home and reading nook, but I'll keep an eye out for trouble none-the-less."

Ezathiel grins.

You smile at Ezathiel.

Zersha pulls Ezathiel to her in a tight hug.

Zalinyar looks at Vaddon and applauds!

Vaddon says, "Greetings."

Amailia exclaims to Ezathiel, "Its the winner!"

Amailia shakes Ezathiel's hand.

Crobin nods to Ezathiel.

Ezathiel shakes Amailia's hand.

You quietly say to Zersha, "Wise and beautiful, I see."

Zersha blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.

[General] Your mind hears Elore thinking, "I'll put a beam down outside of the empath guild to gate anyone who wants to join the festivities but is confused on what or where an Acenamacra is"

Zersha softly says to you, "Hardly wise, but thank you."

You say, "Get some drinks, mates. The cloth is free for all."

Ezathiel casually observes the area.

Raising his Amechra's Own Ale to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers!

Stelling takes a sip of his Ale.

You smile at Stelling.

Shadow Mage Traim came through an open door.

Ezathiel gets a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Crobin shakes Traim's hand.

Traim grins wryly.

Zersha gazes at a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Zersha gets a stout glass of deep red wine from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Traim shakes Crobin's hand.

You ask Stelling, "And may I ask your name, mate?"

You see Stray Stelling Constalon, True Bard, an Elf.
Stelling has pointed ears and dreamy gold eyes. His blue-black hair is short and thick, and is worn tousled. He has tanned skin.
He appears to be mature.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a pint of Amechra's Own Ale in his right hand.
He is wearing a songsilk minstrel's cloak of sapphire blue clasped with a Syrin's heart wren, a stormy grey steelsilk fighting shirt, a wide black leather belt with an Idon's sapphire-studded agonite buckle, some dark leather fighting pants fastened with ebony studs and some deep ebony leather boots with engraved silver toe caps.

Traim says, "Evening all."

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Traim.

Ezathiel sits down on the keg.

Crobin says, "Howdy."

Hebion nods politely to Traim.

Ezathiel shifts his weight.

Traim bows to Zersha.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his wine.

Stelling says to you, "Stelling Constalon."

Traim nods politely to Hebion.

Stelling quickly salutes you by bringing two fingers to his brow.

Traim gets a polished flamewood long pipe carved with a trio of nymphs from inside a hand carved dragonwood cigar box.

You ask, "Stelling... I've 'erd that name before, though I can't place it... Are ye an actor?"

Stelling chuckles at you!

Traim gets some Gold Crown tobacco from inside a hand carved dragonwood cigar box.

Traim puts his tobacco in his long pipe.

Zersha stands near Hebion.

Zersha rests her hand on Hebion's arm with a soft smile.

Wild Card Elore came through an open door.

Hebion smiles at Zersha.

Stelling says to you, "A bit sometimes, usually acting up."

Crobin hugs Elore, getting a smile in return.

Zersha pulls Elore to her in a tight hug.

Elore hugs Crobin, who wraps his arms around Elore with a warm smile.

You laugh!

Crobin smiles at Stelling.

Elore hugs Zersha, getting a smile in return.

Traim gets a leering dragon skull carved from bone with a snarling maw of mistglass fangs from inside his encompassing shadows.

Traim points his dragon skull at some Gold Crown tobacco and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the tobacco quickly catch fire.

Elore snaps to attention and hails you with a crisp hand salute.

Stelling says, "And a casually awful musician and songwriter, ask anyone."

Elore smiles.

Stelling nods.

Traim puts his skull in his encompassing shadows.

You say to Stelling, "A wit, I see as well. Glad to have you with us."

Elore snaps to attention and hails Zfora with a crisp hand salute.

You smile at Elore.

Zersha smiles at Zfora, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

With a graceful movement of her hands, Zersha lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Zfora.

Stelling says to you, "Glad to be hosted by you, for sure."

Zfora smiles at Zersha.

Zersha says to Zfora, "Lovely to see you again."

You say to Elore, "Ah, Elore, the elvish bluntmaster, come to get what yer owed, I see."

Zfora exclaims to Zersha in Ilithic, "Likewise, it's always a pleasure!"

Zersha beams at Zfora!

Elore says to you, "I think it's debatable whether a group story is the same as what I was promised, but... we'll see."

Elore hums to herself.

You laugh!

Zersha giggles at Elore.

Elore flashes a wide grin.

Zersha takes a sip of her wine.

You say, "Aye? Perhaps you'll change yer tune when ye hear it, love."

Elore nods emphatically.

Traim takes a long drag off of his long pipe.

A fierce blue-white glare forces you to avert your eyes for a moment. When it subsides, a vibrant sapphire Moongate that sparkles with brilliant bursts of light stands before you, rippling slightly.

Traim exhales a stream of smoke, which transforms into the image of a pretty gypsy girl brandishing a sluagh-hide whip.

Soul Surgeon Zynell's group came through a vibrant sapphire Moongate that sparkles with brilliant bursts of light.

Elore lets out a hearty cheer for Zynell!

Zynell beams at Elore!

Elore peers through the sapphire Moongate.

Zersha says to Elore, "You're a wonder, I hope you know that."

Zersha grins at Elore, her dimples flashing into view.

Zalinyar smiles syn

Elore laughs!

Zynell hugs Zalinyar, who wraps her arms around Zynell with a warm smile.

You say to Elore, "Grab a drink, nae? 'Tis no night to be thirsty in such fine company."

Traim gets a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

An image of a gypsy girl brandishing a whip dissipates into the air.

Zynell grins at Zfora.

Zalinyar hugs Zynell, getting a smile in return.

Vaddon smiles.

Zfora smiles at Zynell.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his wine.

Amailia waves to Zynell.

Zynell grins at Amailia.

Ezathiel waves to Zynell.

You exclaim, "Drinks are on the cloth for those as just arrived!"

Traim takes a sip of his whiskey.

Ezathiel smiles at Zynell.

Amailia asks Zynell, "Sothios coming?"

You take a sip of the wine.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Traim says to you, "Appreciate it."

Zynell asks, "Should he?"

Traim looks at you and applauds!

Zfora gets a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

Traim tilts his dark-hued whiskey side to side, making the light play off it.

You say to Traim, "What's mine is yours, mate. Good've ye to join us."

Elore gets a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Amailia says to Zynell, "I always see you with him and/or Princess Nemy."

Raising her dark-hued whiskey to you, Elore gives you a toast. Cheers!

Amailia chuckles.

Elore smiles.

Sofina leans on Zersha.

Elore sniffs at a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey.

Zersha exclaims, "Sofina!"

Zersha pulls Sofina to her in a tight hug.

Zersha grabs Sofina by the shoulders and shakes her!

You gaze fondly at Elore.

Elore praises Crobin.

Sofina grins at Zersha.

Zalinyar leans back against Vaddon with a loving smile.

Sofina gives Zersha a smooch.

Stelling takes a sip of his Ale.

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

Zersha exclaims to Sofina, "You've been gone forever!"

Elore whispers, "I brought bourbon to share as well, if that's alright!"

Zynell says to Amailia, "Apologies, just me this time."

You nod to Elore.

Elore peers through the sapphire Moongate.

A vibrant sapphire Moongate that sparkles with brilliant bursts of light collapses in on itself.

You whisper to Elore, "Of course, love."

A tiny white dove lifts its head and nuzzles Vaddon's ear before warbling a heart-rending melody.

Sofina says, "I have not been gone. Just not socializing."

Sofina nods to Zfora.

Sofina grins at Zersha.

>look Amailia
You see Observer Amailia Nytfrost of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur Moon Mage.
Amailia has a triangular face, slitted crystal blue eyes and a rounded snout, green-brown scales, a slender tail and a lean figure.
She is average height for a S'Kra Mur.
She appears to be young.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a magnificent darkstone tiara arrayed with night diamond starbursts, a darkened fur-lined padded cowl, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a blown-glass "A" pendant suspended from a black leather cord, a tiny white dove charm, a hooded doeskin cloak clasped at the neck by a golden ivy leaf, a silk tabard bleu-celeste with seven stars argent, a supple aganylosh'a short bow with serpent-shaped platinum tips, a silverwillow picnic basket, a deep green backpack of plush velvet with sterling silver buttons, a long spidersilk kimono embroidered with majestic mountains over a quilted dragonar under-robe, some darkened fur-lined padded leathers, a target shield, a glaes wrist blade etched with a triple-tined claw, a stiffly coiled wormwood vine forearm wrap, some fur-lined leather gloves, a platinum ring set with a nightfire opal, a Katamba-black nightsilk telescope case clasped by a blue moonstone, an absinthe emerald-eyed seordmaor skull with electroweave straps and some brown half boots.

Elore sweeps Sofina into a dance.

Zersha shoves futilely at Sofina.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his wine.

Lady of Frostbite Siendra came through an open door.

Amailia nods to Zynell.

Crobin just hugged Siendra.

Zalinyar smiles at Siendra, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Stelling hugs Siendra, who wraps her arms around Stelling with a warm smile.

Zersha says, "Just for that no birthday gift today."

Zersha pointedly ignores Sofina.

Sofina gives Elore a smooch.

Zersha takes a sip of her wine.

Zersha waves to Siendra.

Stelling takes a sip of his Ale.

Amailia says to Zynell, "No need to apologize, ha."

You ask Amailia, "And who might you be, love? Ye from Zoluren?"

Sofina exclaims, "But my birthday really just passed!"

You take a sip of the wine.

Traim takes a long drag off of his long pipe.

Sofina begins nagging Zersha unmercifully.

Amailia says to you, "Indeed I am."

Zersha squints at Sofina.

Siendra hugs Stelling, who wraps his arms around Siendra with a warm smile.

Zersha says, "Fiiine."

Elore takes a sip of her whiskey.

Sofina rubs her hands together.

Elore takes a sip of her whiskey.

You grin at Amailia.

Siendra smiles at Zersha.

Elore whistles at you.

Siendra smiles at Sofina.

Zersha says, "Where did I put that..."

Zersha gets a striped octagonal box tied with blue velvet ribbon from inside her multi-strapped carryall.

Zersha exclaims, "Happy birthday!"

Zersha offers Sofina a stout glass of deep red wine.

Siendra just hugged Hebion.

Sofina accepts Zersha's red wine.

Sofina just tickled Zersha, who laughs and returns the favor.

Zersha leans on Sofina.

You say to Amailia, "A slightly less wretched city. I'm glad to 'ear it."

Zersha squirms.

Zersha giggles.

Zersha asks you, "What city do you think not wretched?"

You exclaim, "For those newly arrived, drinks or on the cloth! Help yerself!"

Amailia says to you, "Ha. I'm Amailia Nytfrost from the Elanthia News Network."

Amailia says, "Nice to meet you."

Stelling says, "Most cities are pretty wretched, to be fair."

Stelling takes a sip of his Ale.

Sofina takes a sip of her wine.

Zersha quietly says, "I should probably agree as a Ranger..."

Zersha gazes off into the distance.

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Zersha offers Sofina a striped octagonal box tied with blue velvet ribbon.

Stelling chuckles at Zersha.

Zersha says to Sofina, "I gave you t he wrong thing."

Sofina accepts Zersha's octagonal box.

Sofina laughs!

Sofina offers Zersha a striped octagonal box tied with blue velvet ribbon.

Sothios came through an open door.

Zersha giggles.

Traim sits down on the keg.

Zfora grins at Sothios.

Elore pulls Sothios to her in a tight hug.

You say to Zersha, "One as not yet founded, m'lady, though I cannot claim to have seen them all. Call Mer'Kresh home these days, though spend too much time in Ilithi, loathsome though it may be."

Sofina unwraps her box quickly, tossing scraps of paper haphazardly in reckless abandon.

Traim takes a sip of his whiskey.

Sothios smiles.

Vaerek came through an open door.

Elore gets a heavy crystal tumbler of Blissful Bard's bourbon from inside her deathfiber carryall.

Sofina cackles!

Traim nods to Sothios.

Elore offers you a heavy crystal tumbler of Blissful Bard's bourbon. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

Crobin hugs Sothios, who wraps his arms around Crobin with a warm smile.

Traim pats Vaerek on the back.

You accept Elore's offer and are now holding a heavy crystal tumbler of Blissful Bard's bourbon.

Sothios says, "Well hello."

You move a stout glass of deep red wine to your left hand.

You move a heavy crystal tumbler of Blissful Bard's bourbon to your right hand.

Crobin shakes Vaerek's hand.

Zersha says to you, "I did enjoy my time on Kresh, found the library quite nice and a lovely little place to eat on the water."

Raising your Blissful Bard's bourbon to Elore, you give her a toast. Cheers!

Sofina hugs Zersha, who wraps her arms around Sofina with a warm smile.

Sothios pulls Elore to him in a tight hug.

Sothios brushes his lips against Zynell's in a loving kiss.

Zersha says to Sofina, "You know, because you like blood..."

Zersha looks at Sofina, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Siendra hugs Crobin, who wraps his arms around Siendra with a warm smile.

Zynell brushes her lips against Sothios's in a loving kiss.

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

Sofina says, "Other peoples blood."

Sofina nods to Zersha.

You say to Zersha, "Aye, ye know the place well, I see - an elf of the world."

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Sothios takes his rightful place beside Zynell.

Zersha says to you, "I like to explore."

You smile at Zersha.

Vaerek waves to Vaddon.

Elore asks, "Wait, who is from Mer'Kresh?"

Vaerek waves to Crobin.

You ask Zersha, "Are ye wed, m'lady?"

Vaerek waves to Zalinyar.

Zalinyar smiles at Vaerek, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Sofina glances at you.

Vaerek waves to Traim.

Zersha laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You grin.

Zersha shakes her head at you.

Vaddon waves to Vaerek.

Sofina stands near Zersha.

Zersha giggles at Sofina.

You laugh!

Zersha just tickled Sofina, who laughs and returns the favor.

Sofina squirms.

You say to Sofina, "Fear not, mate. 'Twas a jest."

Hebion chortles softly at some secret joke.

You take a sip of the bourbon.

Sofina says, "Trust me, theres nothing to fear."

Sofina smiles at you.

You say to Elore, "Ye have great taste in liquor, lass."

Hebion nods to Zersha.

Zersha teasingly says to Sofina, "No worries, he isn't a Paladin after all."

Stelling takes a sip of his Ale.

Zersha winks at Sofina.

Traim takes a long drag off of his long pipe.

Traim spurts out some smoke resembling a lumpy mound.

Zalinyar clears her throat.

Elore beams at you! What a warm feeling!

Relay says, "Oh there always something worth fearing."

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

A smoke image of lumpy mound dissipates into the air.

Relay nods.

Zersha blinks at Sofina.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Sothios nods.

Zersha laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Zfora grins at Sofina.

Elore leans on Ezathiel.

Amailia says to Sothios, "Just saying hi."

Sothios says, "Goblins."

Sothios shudders.

Siendra gets a snifter of Rissan brandy from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Sofina slips into an elaborately wound bone white chestwrap oozing with blood.

With a graceful movement of her hands, Zalinyar lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Sothios.

Vaerek blinks at Sothios.

Zersha whistles like a lark at Sofina.

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

Zersha smiles at Hebion, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Sofina adjusts her ribcage corset into place.

Zersha beams at Hebion!

Ezathiel takes a sip of his wine.

Sofina taps a grotesque ribcage corset with an angular pattern burned in along the sternum that she is wearing.

Zersha says to Sofina, "If you aren't the prettiest, bloody Elf I know."

Zersha grins at Sofina, her dimples flashing into view.

Sofina winks at Zersha.

You ask Zynell, "Welcome, love. They call me Dioe. Will ye honor me with yer name?"

You take a sip of the bourbon.

Elore gawks at Sofina.

Zynell glances at Sothios.

Sofina grins at Elore.

Zersha glances at Elore.

Sothios grins at Zynell.

Zersha rubs Elore in a friendly manner.

Siendra takes a sip of her brandy.

Zersha asks Sofina, "Were you mean to Elore?"

Zersha grabs Sofina by the shoulders and shakes her!

Elore nods to Zersha.

Sofina grunts at Zersha.

Zersha gasps at Sofina!

Zynell asks Sothios, "Did he mean to call me that?"

Sofina says, "Was not."

You ask Zynell, "Apparently not, but not all stand on courtesy, eh?"

Vaerek nods to Crobin.

Zersha giggles.

Elore says, "She made me feel very small."

You smile.

Elore glances at Sofina.

A tear runs down Elore's face.

Zersha pulls Elore to her in a tight hug.

You say, "Enjoy some drinks. Smoke if ye wish."

Stelling takes a sip of his Ale.

Zersha exclaims to Sofina, "Tell her something nice or I'll bite you!"

Amailia shifts her weight.

Elore laughs!

Zersha ponders.

Sofina asks, "Maybe I want to be bit?"

Sofina glances at Zersha.

Sofina casually runs the tip of her tongue over the point of one of her carved ivory fangs, somehow managing to appear both threatening and seductive at the same time.

You say, "And if I may impose on your patience, I shall spin a yarn I hope will entertain."

Zersha says, "I was just wondering if I should have said or I won't..."

Stelling nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Sofina grins at Zersha.

Zersha leans on Sofina.

Stelling gets an applewood wand topped with an autumn jasper pumpkin from inside his leather satchel.

Siendra smiles at you.

Stelling twirls the applewood wand through a convoluted series of gestures. A tall flagon of Theren Imperial stout appears in his left hand!

Sofina leans over and scratches Zersha's back.

Stelling puts his wand in his supply bag.

Stelling takes a sip of his stout.

Sothios asks, "Not sure but...maybe?"

Sothios nods to Zynell.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Zalinyar smiles at Vaddon, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zalinyar looks at Vaddon and applauds!

You say, "And if any others wish to share a tale, ye may whisper to me, if ye wish an introduction, or at the conclusion of my tale, simply spin yer own."

Zalinyar snickers.

Zalinyar tickles Vaddon, grinning mischievously.

You take a sip of the bourbon.

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

You clear your throat.

Sofina nods to Zersha.

You recite:

"There was once a merchant sailor named Allison, a woman who'd sooner weigh her purse than her soul, and a ship's cleric by the name o' Father Aldric, a pious sort who swore blind that the gods rewarded obedience and punished the negligent."

Zynell gives Sothios some coins.

You recite:

"They sailed aboard the Maiden's Mercy, though Allison always said the ship had little mercy for the pockets of the crew, what with its cruel hold on wages."

Zynell leans back against Sothios with a loving smile.

Traim takes a sip of his whiskey.

Elore sits down on the keg.

Sothios smiles at Zynell.

Zersha grins at Elore, her dimples flashing into view.

You recite:

"Now, one evening, they made port in Asery, a city famed for its grand Halasa Temple, and Father Aldric, keen to prove his gods' favor, bet Allison a gold lirum that one who gave freely to the gods would see their kindness repaid."

Siendra takes a sip of her brandy.

Zersha cocks her head at you.

Stelling gazes thoughtfully at you.

You recite:

"Allison, sniffing out an easy bit o' sport, took the wager."

Elore leans forward and rests her chin in her hand and directs a thoughtful expression at you.

Zersha nods at Elore, obviously agreeing with her views.

The Gold Crown tobacco in Traim's long pipe goes out and crumbles away.

You recite:

"Aldric strode up to the temple, kissed his coin for luck, and laid it upon the altar with a prayer."

Siendra gazes at you.

You recite:

"He turned to Allison, full of righteous delight. "Now," says he, "I shall wait in prayer, and the gods shall see me well rewarded."

Zersha leans on Hebion.

Zersha takes a sip of her wine.

Sofina grins at Zfora.

You recite:

"Allison, never one to let a chance slip by, took herself down to Denison's Pub, where she spent her own gold lirum on a pint of fine rum and a round for the house."

Hebion rests his hand on Zersha's arm with a soft smile.

Zfora smiles at Sofina.

Stelling nods in agreement.

Elore quietly says, "I was totally kidding by the way she didn't say anything mean."

Sofina cowers away from Zfora!

You recite:

"Drink up, lads and lasses," says she, "for the gods help them as help themselves!"

Sofina chortles softly at some secret joke.

Zersha looks at Elore, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Zersha pulls Sofina to her in a tight hug.

You recite:

"As the night wore on, Allison found herself in merry company, and lo! A fat-bellied merchant, well in his cups, took a liking to her tales and, feeling generous, pressed one hundred platinum lirums into her hand - "for a woman who knows how to live!"

Traim gets some black rum tobacco from inside a hand carved dragonwood cigar box.

Traim puts his tobacco in his long pipe.

Zersha grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

Sofina gives Elore a gentle poke in the ribs.

Traim gets a leering dragon skull carved from bone with a snarling maw of mistglass fangs from inside his encompassing shadows.

Traim points his dragon skull at some black rum tobacco and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the tobacco quickly catch fire.

Siendra grins.

Sofina says to Elore, "I'd never be mean to you."

You recite:

"Come morning, Allison sauntered back to the temple, where Father Aldric sat hungry and shivering, for the gods had yet to fill his cup. Allison jingled her newfound platinums."

Traim puts his skull in his encompassing shadows.

Zersha tilts her head, clearly curious about something.

You recite:

"The gods work in mysterious ways, Father," said Allison. "You gave 'em a gold, and they saw fit to reward me with plats!"

Sofina stretches her arms.

Zfora says to Sofina in Ilithic, "Only to her boyfriends."

Zersha takes a sip of her wine.

Stelling chuckles to himself.

Zersha bursts out in laughter, snorting wine through her nose.

You recite:

"And so it was that the pious man waited in vain, while the rogue, for all her sins, drank deep and slept warm."

Zersha covers her mouth with her hand.

Zersha quietly says, "Ouchie."

Stelling takes a sip of his stout.

Sofina snickers.

Zersha rubs her nose.

Sofina nods to Zfora.

Siendra pats Zersha on the back.

You bow.

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

Stelling says, "Seems appropriate."

Zalinyar raises her voice in merry laughter.

Stelling nods in agreement.

Raising his Imperial stout to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers!

Sofina says to Zfora in Ilithic, "Only because she wouldnt date me."

You smile.

Raising her Rissan brandy to you, Siendra gives you a toast. Cheers!

Traim takes a long drag off of his long pipe.

Siendra takes a sip of her brandy.

Zalinyar says, "Seems about right."

In rapid succession, Traim puffs out a series of lines that form an unfinished web. A smoky spider on the edge of the web quickly completes it, then crawls to the center awaiting its prey.

Zalinyar nods to Sofina.

Raising his darkefire rum to you, Vaddon gives you a toast. Cheers!

Zfora grins at Sofina.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Zersha gazes thoughtfully at you.

An image of a spider web dissipates into the air.

You ask, "Ye are kind. Are there any others who've a tale to share?"

Sofina asks Zalinyar in Ilithic, "I'm in high demand throughout the lands, didnt you know?"

You take a sip of the bourbon. Containing a seamless blend of cherry and cardamom, the fiery heat of this fine bourbon lingers on the palate for you to savor.

Traim grins at Crobin.

Zalinyar chuckles at Sofina.

Siendra nibbles on her fingers contemplatively.

Zersha says, "I could share one of my 'Ahneya's Tales.' I have a piratey one even..."

Zalinyar slyly says to Sofina, "So I've heard."

You laugh!

Raising his Imperial stout to Zersha, Stelling gives her a toast.

Crobin chuckles.

Zfora smirks.

Elore says, "The pirate one, please."

Stelling says, "An Ahneya tale is always fun."

Ezathiel praises Zersha.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Sofina ponders.

You ask Zersha, "Piratey? They're dangerous, are they not, m'lady?"

Sofina says in Ilithic, "I have many tales involving a Gnome."

Zersha grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

Sofina rubs her hands together.

Zersha asks, "Why don't we let the tale tell us?"

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

You say, "Aye."

Elore grins.

You take a sip of the bourbon. Containing a seamless blend of cherry and cardamom, the fiery heat of this fine bourbon lingers on the palate for you to savor.

Zersha says, "When I was little, my sister, Ahneya, used to tell me all sorts of stories. I've dubbed this one, 'Sir Severe and the Pirates of the Reshal Sea'."

Zersha appears to be trying hard not to grin.

You grin.

Elore bounces from where she is sitting!

Zersha says, "Sir Severe was a Paladin of unwavering principle, known for his unyielding devotion to order and justice. His armor gleamed like the first light of dawn, and his gaze was as sharp as his imposing spear. When word spread of a peculiar band of pirates terrorizing merchant ships along the Reshal Sea, Sir Severe took up his spear and set sail, ready to bring justice to lawless waters."

Zersha hums happily to herself.

Hebion frowns, shaking his head with an expression of exasperation before resting his face in the palm of his hand.

Zalinyar holds her hand out towards Sothios for a highfive.

Crobin leans on Sothios.

Zersha giggles at Hebion.

Zersha slowly says, "But the reports were...odd."

Sothios and Zalinyar highfive each other.

Traim gazes at Zersha.

Siendra whispers, "I have a tale, good sir, although it's a bit more sing-songy. If that's alright?"

Zersha asks, "These pirates were not stealing gold, jewels, or weapons. No ships had been burned, no sailors harmed. The only thing missing from the cargo manifests?"

Elore leans over and whispers, [redacted].

Elore grins at you.

Elore pats a keg.

Zersha seriously says, "Pies."

Zersha giggles a little oddly.

You whisper to Siendra, "We would love to hear it, lass."

Traim snickers.

Zersha takes a sip of her wine.

You laugh!

Zersha says, "The latest victim, a well-known baker from Ratha, claimed that her entire shipment of honeyed tarts, spiced berry pies, and glazed pastries had been plundered in the night. 'Savages, they are!' she cried. 'Took every last crumb but left my flour and sugar untouched! Who does that?'."

Elore gasps at Zersha!

You sit down near Elore.

Zersha nods at Elore, obviously agreeing with her views.

Zersha says, "It's quite rude really, pies of all things."

Elore nods in agreement.

Zersha says, "Sir Severe intended to find out."

Stelling gets a deep-fried pocket pie stuffed with Ilithi peaches and sprinkled with cinnamon from inside his supply bag.

Sofina nods to Siendra.

You whisper to Elore, [redacted].

Stelling takes a bite of the pie.

Zersha says, "Under the glow of Katamba's darkened crescent, the pirates struck again. A ship with tattered sails and a flag bearing the image of a grinning rat wielding a fork appeared on the horizon. The *Pie Rats* had come."

Zersha flashes a wide grin.

Sofina grins at Zersha.

Zersha winks at Sofina.

You laugh!

Zersha says, "As the pirates swarmed the deck, Sir Severe stood firm. They were an odd crew - wielding wooden spoons, rolling pins, and even an oversized whisk. At their head stood a Halfling with an eyepatch, a flour-dusted apron, and a saber tucked into his belt."

Elore appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Zalinyar giggles.

Zersha says, "'Ahoy, knight!' the Halfling bellowed. 'I be Captain Rumbutter, scourge of the sugar-hoarders!'."

Vaddon says, "Quite animated."

Zalinyar grins at Vaddon, her dimples flashing into view.

Vaerek grins.

Zalinyar nods to Vaddon.

Zersha says, "Sir Severe's voice rang clear. 'You stand accused of piracy, theft, and disruption of trade. Surrender, or face justice.'."

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

Siendra gazes at Zersha.

You quietly say to yourself, "Rumbutter... I shall use that."

Zersha looks at Siendra, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Elore quietly says to Sothios, "This is why I'm afraid to sail on my own."

You jot down some notes.

Zersha says, "Rumbutter scoffed and flourished a stolen cherry tart. 'Justice? Tell me, knight, what be just about nobles feasting on golden-crusted pastries while dockhands eat naught but stale biscuits? We don't steal for greed - we take what's needed and share it where it's scarce.'."

Zynell says to Elore, "We will take you."

Traim takes a long drag off of his long pipe.

Sothios laughs at Elore.

Elore grins at Zynell.

Zersha asks, "Sir Severe hesitated. His order taught him that law and order were paramount, yet his heart told him justice was more than blind obedience. Could these so-called pirates be right? Were they criminals...or caretakers of the forgotten?"

Elore slowly empties her lungs.

Zersha ponders.

Zersha says, "Instead of drawing his spear, Sir Severe reached into his pack and pulled out a carefully wrapped bundle. Peeling back the cloth, he revealed a slice of warm blackberry pie."

You smile at Zersha.

Elore puts her whiskey in her backpack.

Elore gets a sungrown cigar from inside her festive bag.

You take a sip of the bourbon.

You finish off the rest of it, and set the flagon aside.

Zersha says, "'A Paladin's duty is not only to uphold the law but to serve the people,' he said. 'If you are feeding the hungry, let us strike a bargain'."

Siendra appears to be trying hard not to grin.

You move a stout glass of deep red wine to your right hand.

You lower the wine and place it on the ground at your feet.

You get a whiskey-laced cigar from inside your brown backpack.

Zersha tilts her head, clearly curious about something.

You get a small golden crocodile from inside your brown backpack.

Zersha says, "Rumbutter's brow lifted. 'What kind of bargain?'."

You quickly flick the switch on the back of the crocodile, pointing it at a whiskey-laced cigar as flames shoot out the creature's mouth, making the cigar quickly catch fire.

You put your crocodile in your brown backpack.

Zalinyar grins, revealing her dimples.

You puff on the whiskey-laced cigar.

Zersha says, "'There are merchants and bakers who could be convinced to set aside food for those in need. If I help arrange a fair distribution, you must promise to cease your raids.'."

Zalinyar says, "I like this story."

You pick up the wine lying at your feet.

Zfora grins at Sofina.

You nod to Zalinyar.

Zersha says, "The Halfling considered the offer, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. 'Ye mean...legal pies?'."

Zersha giggles.

Elore leans forward.

Zersha says, "'Pies given freely,' Sir Severe confirmed. 'Not stolen. Justice demands balance.'."

Zersha nods in agreement.

Traim takes a long drag off of his long pipe.

You take a long drag off of a burning whiskey-laced cigar.

Elore nods in agreement.

You exhale a stream of smoke, which transforms into the image of a proud brigantine ship on the high seas.
Roundtime: 5 sec.

Zersha says, "After a long pause, Rumbutter broke into a grin. 'Aye, lad. I think we can work with that.'."

Zersha beams!

Zersha says, "And so, instead of a battle, Sir Severe and Captain Rumbutter sealed their truce the only way they could - by sharing a warm slice of pie beneath the stars."

An image of a proud brigantine ship dissipates into the air.

Zersha clears her throat.

Zfora nods to Sofina.

Zersha says, "From that day on, the *Pie Rats* transformed into the *Pie Right Foundation*, a respected organization dedicated to ensuring that no sailor, dockhand, or orphan went without a taste of something sweet. And Sir Severe, once known for his stern judgment, became forever remembered as the Paladin who made peace...with pie."

Zersha grins, revealing her dimples.

Traim laughs!

Zersha exclaims, "The End!"

Siendra giggles.

Zersha sinks into a deep curtsy.

You laugh!

Elore applauds.

Siendra steps back and gazes at a snifter of Rissan brandy admiringly.

Zersha giggles.

Raising his Imperial stout to Zersha, Stelling gives her a toast.

You move a burning whiskey-laced cigar to your left hand.

You move a stout glass of deep red wine to your right hand.

Hebion looks at Zersha and applauds!

Elore gets a smoked Bootlegger's bourbon cocktail garnished with an Ilithic cherry from inside her deathfiber carryall.

Traim looks at Zersha and applauds!

Raising her Rissan brandy to Zersha, Siendra gives her a toast.

Sofina looks at Zersha and applauds!

Raising her bourbon cocktail to Zersha, Elore gives her a toast.

Raising your red wine to Zersha, you give her a toast. Cheers!

Raising her darkefire rum to Zersha, Zalinyar gives her a toast.

Zynell grins at Zersha.

Raising his darkefire rum to Zersha, Vaddon gives her a toast.

Raising her Ain Ghazal red wine to Zersha, Zfora gives her a toast.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Vaerek grins.

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

(Zersha beams out at everyone before returning to her spot.)

Sofina asks Zersha in Ilithic, "Do you moonlight as a Bard?"

Zersha giggles at Sofina.

Zalinyar says to Zersha, "Great story."

You say to Zersha, "A truly sweet tale, m'lady. Thank 'ee for sharing it."

Zersha exclaims to Sofina, "Only for the stories!"

Zersha winks at Sofina.

Zersha beams at you! What a warm feeling!

You puff on the whiskey-laced cigar.

Zersha exclaims to you, "Thank you!"

Zersha grins at Zalinyar, her dimples flashing into view.

Zersha says to Zalinyar, "Thank you."

Vaerek says, "Peace with pie by having a piece of pie sounds murderous."

Zersha grins at Vaerek, her dimples flashing into view.

Zalinyar praises Zersha.

Sofina smirks.

You say to Vaerek, "'Tis no bad thing to eat pie when it's offered, mate. Plenty of murder to be found in the world."

Siendra says to Zersha, "Very cute story. I expected...much weirder, when you said Ahneya's name."

Zersha nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Zersha says, "Too much murder..."

Traim nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Stelling nods at Siendra, obviously agreeing with her views.

Zersha smiles at Siendra, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Vaerek says to you, "I shall murder my next piece of pie."

Zersha quietly says to Siendra, "Keep in mind that I was little when she started."

Zersha giggles.

You throw back your head and roar with laughter!

Stelling takes a bite of the pie.

Zersha giggles at Vaerek.

Zersha says to Vaerek, "A man after my own heart."

You exclaim to Vaerek, "Aye! That's a fitting crime!"

Zersha takes a sip of her wine.

You take a sip of the wine, savoring the full-bodied aroma of the vintage.

You stand back up.

Zersha says, "Speaking of sweets."

Sofina says, "Dont sell yourself short, murder someone eating pie."

Sofina shrugs.

Zersha gets a narrow tray of glossy mooncakes pressed with the image of an open lotus blossom from inside her beverage holster.

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

Vaerek blinks at Sofina.

(Dioe comes to stand before the company.)

Zersha says, "Not pie, but still yummy."

Siendra takes a sip of her brandy.

Traim takes a long drag off of his long pipe.

Hebion chortles softly at some secret joke.

Zersha takes a tiny bite of a narrow tray of glossy mooncakes pressed with the image of an open lotus blossom and chews daintily on it.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his wine.

A puff of smoke rolls out of Traim's mouth, creating a picture of a forgotten gravestone with intertwined vines covering it.

Zersha says to Sofina, "I could never! I'd just ask them to share."

Sofina says, "Not you."

Sofina gives Zersha a gentle poke in the ribs.

Zersha giggles at Sofina.

You say, "We have another who has offered to share a tale with us."

Zersha says to Sofina, "Not me? Carry on then."

An image of a vine-covered, forgotten gravestone dissipates into the air.

Zersha leans on Sofina.

Sofina leans on Zersha.

>look siendra
You see Lady of Frostbite Siendra Vauns'Arotru, Frost Fang of Siksraja, a Rakash.
Siendra has a swirl of glittered snowflakes painted on each cheek, a single snow violet tinged with purple that rests behind one of her ears, thick-lashed speckled seafoam-green eyes and a freckled nose. Her silver-streaked dark brown hair is long and wavy, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a dainty circlet of Siksrajan apple blossoms and kuwinite strewn with ruby shards. She has warm caramel-hued skin and a slender figure.
She appears to be mature.
She has a tattoo of a water elemental staring with iridescent eyes on her hand.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a snifter of Rissan brandy in her right hand.
She is wearing an exquisite pale blue snowdrop tiara, a glacial blue winterweave sochi lined with snowy white frost opal icesilk, a white silk robe shot through with ice blue threads, an apple blossom charm, a grey leather armband adorned with onyx carvings, a delicate silver bracelet dangling a sculpted water droplet and a pair of cerulean raw silk vikses bearing elaborately embroidered cuffs.

Sofina chews on Zersha's shoulder. Weirdo.

Zersha lightly chews on Sofina's shoulder.

Sofina smirks.

Zersha laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Zersha says to Sofina, "Stop reading my mind."

Zersha gives Sofina a little prod between the shoulder blades.

Traim gets a snifter of Rissan brandy from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Zalinyar whispers, "are you in need of song and story? I have one, it's about my very first ex spouse. it's a sea shanty sort of."

Sofina says to Zersha, "I forced the laugh down for a smirk. I should had laughed."

Sofina grins.

You say, "Though I know not, save by her good taste in brandy."

You smile.

Stelling chuckles.

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You ask Siendra, "Will ye introduce yerself, love?"

You sweep a worn ebon-hued leather tricorn hat off your head and in front of you in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Siendra at the same time.

Zersha beams at Siendra!

Stelling says, "I was about to voluntell Siendra to tell one."

Traim gazes at Siendra.

Stelling hums happily to himself.

You laugh!

Siendra exclaims to Stelling, "I did it myself, so there!"

Siendra sticks her tongue out at Stelling.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Stelling sticks his tongue out at Siendra.

Siendra dusts herself off.

You sit down near Elore.

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

You lean on Elore.

You take a sip of the wine, savoring the full-bodied aroma of the vintage.

Elore breaks out in a silly grin.

Elore takes a sip of her cocktail.

You take a long drag off of a burning whiskey-laced cigar.

Traim takes a sip of his brandy.

Siendra says, "Hello, it's me. Siendra. I know...most of you."

Zersha takes a tiny bite of a narrow tray of glossy mooncakes pressed with the image of an open lotus blossom and chews daintily on it.

Zersha takes a sip of her wine.

Siendra grins sheepishly.

Raising her bourbon cocktail to Siendra, Elore gives her a toast.

In rapid succession, you puff out a series of lines that form an unfinished web. A smoky spider on the edge of the web quickly completes it, then crawls to the center awaiting its prey.
Roundtime: 4 sec.

Zersha nods at Siendra, obviously agreeing with her views.

Crobin says, "I shall return."

Fearless Crobin went through an open door.

An image of a spider web dissipates into the air.

You whisper to Zalinyar, "Please share it with us, if ye will."

You smile at Zalinyar.

Siendra says, "I warned our host, my tale is a little singsongy, and I'm sure some of you have heard it before. But it's fun to tell in taverns, so here we are."

Sofina laughs at Elore.

[General] Your mind hears Chrysagon thinking, "wheres the party"

Elore laughs with delight, her eyes full of merriment.

Zalinyar whispers, "just tell me when"

Amailia gets a snifter of Rissan brandy from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Sofina flails her arms about.

Traim takes a sip of his brandy.

Elore quickly clasps both hands over her mouth.

Amailia takes a sip of her brandy.

Sofina glances at Zersha.

Siendra says, "This is called, "Yon' Maiden". I wrote it for a Medir party. Take that how you may."

Sofina ponders.

You smile at Zalinyar.

Siendra grins wryly.

You nod.

Zersha cocks her head at Siendra.

Elore leans forward and rests her chin in her hand and directs a thoughtful expression at Siendra.

Elore smiles.

Vaerek hands the sales clerk some coins.

The sales clerk hands Vaerek a flask of Tezirah ale.

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

"On a fine Spring day in the early morn'

A young maiden left for town

Along past fields of golden corn

In her favorite velvet gown."

[General] Your mind hears Amailia thinking, "You mean the story thing? Village Tavern in Acenamacra."

You puff on the whiskey-laced cigar.

Zfora nods to Sofina.

Sofina nods.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

"As she stepped onto the cobblestone

She heard a welcome call

For in this town it was well known

The maiden liked to stall."

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

""Yon maiden needs a drink!", they cry

And her face shines with delight

They gather 'round, there are none too shy

To win her favor they will fight."

Zersha gazes at Siendra.

Zersha takes a tiny bite of a narrow tray of glossy mooncakes pressed with the image of an open lotus blossom and chews daintily on it.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

"The knights all offer frothy ales

The Clerics have sweet wine

The Bards come forth with shots and tales

The Thieves - they have moonshine."

You grin at Siendra.

Sofina ponders.

Sofina nods.

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

"The Empaths have some fruity teas

That tingle head to foot

The Rangers all sit in the trees

And toast with boiled root."

Zalinyar chuckles.

You laugh!

Sofina smirks at Elore.

Zersha quietly says, "We make tea too sometimes..."

Zersha looks at Siendra, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

""Yon maiden needs a drink!", they cry

And her face shines with delight

They gather 'round, there are none too shy

To win her favor they will fight."

Siendra giggles at Zersha.

Traim takes a sip of his brandy.

Sofina glances at Zersha.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

"The Mages, they drink anything

They say it helps them think

The Barbs are looking for a sting

Straight vodka they will drink."

You take a sip of the wine.

Zersha glances at Sofina.

Traim chuckles.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

"The Traders have the fancy stuff

It's dry and effervescent

But whether drinks be smooth or rough

The offers are incessant."

Sofina grins at Zersha.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

""Yon maiden needs a drink!", they cry

And her face shines with delight

They gather 'round, there are none too shy

To win her favor they will fight."

Zersha gives Sofina a gentle poke in the ribs.

Vaerek takes a sip of his ale.

You take a long drag off of a burning whiskey-laced cigar.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

"The maiden passes by them all

Indulging in some sips

But there's one on whom she'll always call

Whom the others ask for tips."

You cast out a line of smoke that spreads out to form the image of a large pond. Suddenly a large-mouthed fish leaps through the surface of the "water" to catch a wispy fly and splashes back into the pond.
Roundtime: 4 sec.

Sofina chortles softly at some secret joke.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

"For lounging in a wagon there

A common farmer waits

With a grin so wry and tousled hair

There's a different thirst he sates!"

Zersha squints at Siendra.

Fearless Crobin's group came through an open door.

Vaerek guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

An image of a splashing fish dissipates into the air.

Elore fans herself.

Siendra chants in a soprano voice:

""Yon maiden needs a drink!", they cry

And her face shines with delight

They gather 'round, there are none too shy

To win her favor they will fight."

Leayne smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

You smile.

Zersha grins at Leayne, her dimples flashing into view.

Elore hugs Leayne, who wraps her arms around Elore with a warm smile.

Siendra blushes a bright red color.

Vaddon grins.

Siendra bobs down and back up in a quick curtsy.

Vaerek guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

You stand back up.

Raising his Imperial stout to Siendra, Stelling gives her a toast.

You let out a hearty cheer for Siendra!

Traim takes a sip of his brandy.

Elore lets out a hearty cheer for Siendra!

Zersha looks at Siendra and applauds!

Zalinyar exclaims, "Ohhhh I liked that one!"

Raising his darkefire rum to Siendra, Vaddon gives her a toast.

Zalinyar lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for Siendra!

Raising his Rissan brandy to Siendra, Traim gives her a toast.

Stelling takes a sip of his stout.

Zalinyar applauds.

Leayne hugs Sothios, who wraps his arms around Leayne with a warm smile.

Elore exclaims, "That was so cute!"

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

Siendra smiles.

Leayne just hugged Vaddon.

Vaddon says, "Well done."

Sofina looks at Siendra and applauds!

Leayne hugs Zalinyar, who wraps her arms around Leayne with a warm smile.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Zalinyar hugs Leayne, who wraps her arms around Zalinyar with a warm smile.

Zalinyar sweeps Leayne into a dance.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his wine.

Leayne giggles at Zalinyar.

You exclaim to Siendra, "Ye have a gift, lass. Most fitting, aye!"

Zersha quietly says to Siendra, "Don't tell my sister I heard that song, I don't think she'd approve."

Zersha looks at Siendra, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Elore grins at Sofina.

Zersha takes a tiny bite of a narrow tray of glossy mooncakes pressed with the image of an open lotus blossom and chews daintily on it.

Traim quietly says, "I have to be traveling. Thanks for the stories and hospitality all."

Traim stands up.

Traim nods politely.

Zersha grins at Traim, her dimples flashing into view.

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Traim.

Raising your red wine to Traim, you give him a toast. Cheers!

Siendra grins at Zersha.

Elore gets a felwood pipe with a purple tulip-shaped bowl from inside her festive bag.

Traim smiles.

Siendra nods to Zersha.

Shadow Mage Traim went through an open door.

Elore puts her pipe in her festive bag.

Elore gets a sculpted rosewood pipe with a boar's head-shaped bowl from inside her festive bag.

Elore puts her tobacco in her rosewood pipe.

Elore gets a gold-plated gryphon accented with scarlet rubies from inside her backpack.

Siendra exclaims to Crobin, "You left! You would have been proud of that song!"

Siendra just nudged Crobin.

Elore points her gold-plated gryphon at some Warm Night tobacco and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the tobacco quickly catch fire.

Leayne hugs Zynell, getting a smile in return.

You ask Siendra, "Did ye form that song yerself?"

Zynell hugs Leayne, who wraps her arms around Zynell with a warm smile.

Elore puts her gryphon in her festive bag.

Crobin says, "Sorry Siendra, I needed to go and get Leayne."

Elore takes a long drag off of her rosewood pipe.

Siendra nods to you.

Siendra smiles.

You smile at Siendra.

Elore exhales some tobacco smoke. A faintly perfumed aroma wafts from a pale lavender plume of smoke, carrying with it the scent of mulled wine.

Leayne grins at Crobin, her dimples flashing into view.

Siendra says to you, "I did. I enjoy writing."

Zersha says, "Siendra is talented and beautiful."

Zersha nods in agreement.

Zalinyar praises Siendra.

Siendra says to Crobin, "Forgiven. Only for Leayne."

Vaerek guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

Vaerek gasps and chokes as his face takes on a bright reddish hue!

Elore nods in agreement.

Siendra looks at Crobin, obviously trying not to grin.

You say to Siendra, "May it ever be so."

Crobin taps a curving bloodwood branch that he is holding.

Siendra hugs Leayne, who wraps her arms around Siendra with a warm smile.

Leayne grins at Siendra, her dimples flashing into view.

Leayne just hugged Siendra.

Sofina nods.

Siendra looks at Zersha and blushes.

You take a sip of the wine, savoring the full-bodied aroma of the vintage.

Zersha winks at Siendra.

Crobin smiles at Siendra.

Leayne stands near Crobin.

Zersha giggles.

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

Ezathiel leans over and whispers, "Thank you for hosting. I have to leave but wish you well in your travels."

Elore says to Vaerek, "The whiskey on the cloth is very good."

Ezathiel stands up.

Elore smiles.

Crobin nibbles on Leayne affectionately.

Ezathiel gives you a measured bow.

You smile at Ezathiel.

Elore squints at Ezathiel.

Vaerek grins at Elore.

Ezathiel winks at Elore.

You whisper to Ezathiel, "Fair winds, mate."

Vaerek nods to Elore.

Vaerek says, "Thank you."

Ezathiel puts his wine in his bone-white lunchbox.

Ezathiel went through an open door.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Elore taps something inside her backpack.

Elore takes a long drag off of her rosewood pipe.

Your whiskey-laced cigar goes out and crumbles away.

You exclaim, "That is no easy act to follow, yet there is one with great courage who has also offered to share with us!"

Vaerek sniffs at a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey.

Amailia takes a sip of her brandy.

Zersha tilts her head inquisitively.

(Dioe paces around the company.)

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Elore nods to Vaerek.

Elore nods.

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

[General] Your mind hears Chrysagon thinking, "acernamacra where is that"

Sofina nods to Zfora.

[General] Your mind hears Shavay thinking, "Northeast of Leth Deriel."

You exclaim, "Grab yourself a fresh drink from the cloth, mates - a cigar, and I've many if ye be in need!"

Zalinyar takes a sip of her rum.

Vaerek lets out a hearty cheer for Elore!

Vaerek takes a sip of his whiskey.

Elore flashes a wide grin.

Leayne gets a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

You ask Zalinyar, "M'lady, if you are ready?"

Leayne hugs Elore, getting a smile in return.

You sweep a worn ebon-hued leather tricorn hat off your head and in front of you in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Zalinyar at the same time.

Zalinyar grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

Zfora nods to Sofina.

Raising his Imperial stout to Zalinyar, Stelling gives her a toast.

Zalinyar nods.

Leayne takes a sip of her wine.

Stelling takes a sip of his stout.

Elore moves over to guard Sofina.

Sofina grins at Elore.

Sofina leans over and scratches Elore's back.

Elore grins stupidly.

Siendra holds her hand up before her mouth and begins to cough, her shoulders shaking. Hope it's not contagious!

Crobin snuggles up to Leayne and cradles her in his arms.

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

(Zalinyar walks to the front of the room, passign through sweaty bodies on her way, lifting the hem of her skirts over what looks to be the reslut of someone who had far good of a time.)

Elore praises Zalinyar.

Leayne snuggles up to Crobin and cradles him in her arms.

Elore takes a long drag off of her rosewood pipe.

Zalinyar smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Leayne grins at Zalinyar, her dimples flashing into view.

Zalinyar waves.

Crobin nibbles on Leayne affectionately.

You sit down.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

You take a sip of the wine, savoring the full-bodied aroma of the vintage.

Leayne chews on Crobin's shoulder and follows it up with a kiss on his cheek.

Elore stops guarding.

Vaerek grins.

Zersha grins at Elore, her dimples flashing into view.

Zalinyar says, "If everyone could just back up a step please, I will dance with the song I sing."

Zalinyar smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zalinyar curtsies.

You let out a hearty cheer for Zalinyar!

Zersha stands near Hebion.

Siendra flashes a quick grin at Stelling.

Elore grins happily.

Vaerek stands near Crobin.

Crobin smiles at Vaerek.

Vaerek grins at Crobin.

Leayne smiles and takes a step back

Vaddon smiles as he shuffles back a few feet giving room

Hebion smiles at Zersha.

Elore hands the sales clerk some coins.

The sales clerk hands Elore a flask of clover ale.

Elore takes a sip of her ale.

Zalinyar says, "Some of you may hav eheard this before, some of you may have not. This song, I wrote about the first love of my life, the one who brought me to this world."

Zalinyar guzzles down some of her rum and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

You quietly say to Elore, "Ye got more than ye bargined for, love? Your welcome."

You wink at Elore.

(Zalinyar swhoshes her hands in a back up a few steps motion)

(Zalinyar begins lightly tapping the toe of her right boot four times, quickly followed by patting the outside of her thigh four times with her hand. She then begins alternating an eight count tap and pat, creating a cadence that sounds almost like drums.)

Zalinyar brightly sings in a soprano voice:

"There once was a Pyrdaen with a hungry belly

The name of the cat was Ajathaer Chaezry

His throat was dry and his bowl was bare...

Meow my Pyrdaen, meow."

(Zalinyar smiles mischeviously as she switches from slapping her thigh and tapping her toe, to clapping her hands on the up beat and stomping loudly on the down beat throughout the chorus, which reminds you of a native chant.)

Leayne smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Zalinyar brazenly sings in a soprano voice:

"Soon may the Pyrdaen come

With some birds and mice and some tasty nums

One day when the critters come...

We'll eat 'till our bellies are full."

You smile.

(Zalinyar begins swaying her hips and alternating tapping her feet first left then right, boot heels clicking, and slapping her hands against the outside of her thighs, gliding from side to side, she dances as she sings)

Siendra gazes at Zalinyar.

Zalinyar brightly sings in a soprano voice:

" Well, Ajathaer got his boys and they gathered round

They scattered seeds from a sack they found

In hopes that the seeds they spread on the ground...

would bring small critters aboot."

Zalinyar giggles.

Zalinyar nods.

Zalinyar says, "Yes, I said aboot."

Zalinyar raises her voice in merry laughter.

Zalinyar brazenly sings in a soprano voice:

"Soon may the Pyrdaen come

With some birds and mice and some tasty numbs

One day when the critters come...

We'll eat 'till our bellies are full!"

Leayne grins, revealing her dimples.

Zalinyar joyfully sings in a soprano voice:

"Well, Ajathaer's gang was bored and morale has dipped

Till one of the seeds grew green catnip

They sniffed and they snacked and they all got ripped

They all had a meow that night!"

Leayne leans back against Crobin with a loving smile.

Crobin snuggles up to Leayne and cradles her in his arms.

(Zalinyar tilts her head back and spins in a cirlcle, arms stretching to each side,palms up. She spins in time with the music as her gown and hair fly about her, she beings to sing the next chorus)

Siendra takes a sip of her brandy.

Zalinyar brazenly sings in a soprano voice:

"Soon may the Pyrdaen come

With some birds and mice and some tasty numbs

One day when the critters come we'll eat 'till our bellies are full."

Zynell hands the sales clerk some coins.

The sales clerk hands Zynell a flask of drowning man's dream.

(Zalinyar stops spinning with a right left stomp of her feet as they come together, and a clap of her hands as she brings her feet together. She stand motionless, gazing off into the distance, a melancoly look on her face.)

Zalinyar sadly sings in a soprano voice:

"Well, the heads were hung when the morn was nigh

The nip was strong and they all got high

Their bellies were shrunk and their bowls still dry...

oh bring us some mice today!"

Zynell takes a sip of her dream.

(Zalinyar falls to her knees, hands clasped in front of her, chin lifted to the heavens. She pants, pauses briefly in silence then clicks the heels of her boots together four times. She lets her hands fall slowly to her side as she rises to her feet again and continues tapping the toes and heels of her boots on the ground, tick, tap. Tick, tap.)

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

(Zalinyar suddenly begins to dance about the area in a tribal dance, stomping in rhythm to her spinning, her arms are stretched out to her sides. Her silver hair flies around her as she spins and sings the final chorus)

Zalinyar raises her voice in merry laughter.

Zfora gets a glass of Ain Ghazal red wine from atop a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms.

Zalinyar brazenly sings in a soprano voice:

"Soon may the Pyrdaen come

With some birds and mice and some tasty numbs

One day when the critters come...

We'll eat 'till our bellies are full!"

Leayne smiles at Zalinyar, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

You whisper to Zfora, "Ye have good taste, mate."

Leayne nods to Crobin.

Zalinyar pants.

Zalinyar fans herself.

Zfora fixes you with a serene, lofty stare.

You laugh!

Zalinyar curtsies.

Raising his darkefire rum to Zalinyar, Vaddon gives her a toast.

You stand back up.

Raising his Imperial stout to Zalinyar, Stelling gives her a toast.

You applaud.

Zalinyar stands near Vaddon.

Stelling takes a sip of his stout.

Zersha applauds.

Raising her Ain Ghazal red wine to Zalinyar, Leayne gives her a toast.

Vaddon lets out a loud "Huzzah!"

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Zfora whispers, "I fear you may not have been honest with me, Dioe."

Vaddon gently kisses Zalinyar on the cheek.

Zalinyar enfolds Vaddon in a warm embrace.

Vaddon quietly says to Zalinyar, "Well done."

Zalinyar gently kisses Vaddon on the cheek.

Leayne lets out a hearty cheer for Zalinyar!

Vaerek applauds.

You say, "Well done! Ye have a stirring voice, m'lady, and a dramatic style."

Elore praises Zalinyar.

Zalinyar grins, revealing her dimples.

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

(Zalinyar wipes a bead of sweat from her brow)

You glance at Crobin, a male Prydaen.

You try hard not to grin.

Leayne dimples at Crobin.

Crobin smiles.

Zalinyar quietly says, "THank you."

Leayne smiles at Zalinyar, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

You say, "If ye will grant me your attention for another moment, I shall tell one last tale."

Zersha gazes at you.

Raising his Imperial stout to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers!

Siendra smiles at you.

Elore gazes at you.

Siendra nods to you.

You say, "And let me thank all who've come to share their stories, to drink and be merry, in an uncertain world, where naught is promised save this moment."

Leayne takes a sip of her wine.

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Elore beams at you! What a warm feeling!

Stelling nods in agreement.

Elore nods in agreement.

Raising her Rissan brandy to you, Siendra gives you a toast. Cheers!

You recite:

"Now, there once was a lord - Lord Gavain of Riverhaven, a man so rich he weighed his words in gold and so vain he thought the very gods admired him."

You recite:

"He had a wife, Lady Ysenda, fair as the dawn and twice as clever, though her husband took her for little more than a jewel to wear at court in Therenborough."

Siendra wrinkles her nose.

You recite:

"One day, a rogue by the name o' Rafe found himself in Riverhaven's shadow, a silver-tongued sailor with pockets light as the wind and a hunger to match."

Zersha nods to Siendra.

Leayne nods to Crobin.

Elore breathes in slightly.

Leayne smiles at Crobin, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

You recite:

"A rogue knows a man by his vices, and Rafe soon saw that Lord Gavain's were arrogance and pride. So he set to work."

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

You recite:

"He came to the manor gates in the garb of a wandering scholar, speaking o' maps to lost treasure and secrets writ in tongues long dead."

Vaerek guzzles down some of his whiskey and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

Zersha takes a tiny bite of a narrow tray of glossy mooncakes pressed with the image of an open lotus blossom and chews daintily on it.

Zersha finishes off her glossy mooncakes.

You recite:

"Lord Gavain, thinking himself the keenest mind in the realm, swelled like a toad and declared he'd unravel these mysteries himself."

Zersha gazes thoughtfully at you.

You recite:

"But such work, he said, would take time, and a scholar, why, he must be made comfortable."

Leayne taps Crobin on the nose and exclaims, "Boop!"

Crobin chuckles at Leayne.

You recite:

"So Rafe was given food and wine, a fine chamber with feathered bed, and - most importantly - time in the company o' Lady Ysenda, for the lord had no patience for scholars' droning."

Crobin grins mischievously before leaning over to lick Leayne.

Vaerek smirks at Leayne.

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

You recite:

"Now, Lady Ysenda was no fool. She saw Rafe's game plain as the Heralds in the sky, but she had long grown weary of a husband who admired his own reflection more than his wife."

Zersha gazes upward.

You recite:

"And so, over whispered words and knowing smiles, she proposed a trick of her own."

Zalinyar chuckles.

You recite:

"That night, Rafe left a letter on the lord's desk, a tale of false maps and vanishing treasure - of an island where riches lay beneath a ruined temple, but only on the stroke of midnight when all three moons filled the sky."

Zalinyar rubs her hands together.

Crobin gazes intently into his sanowret crystal, and scintillating sparks of light dance across its surface.

Zalinyar quietly says to Leayne, "My kind of lady."

Vaddon glances at Zalinyar.

Leayne nods to Zalinyar.

You recite:

"The time when Xibar, Yavash and Katamba would fill the night sky was a few andaen off, and the journey would take just that long."

Elore grins at Zalinyar.

Vaddon quietly asks Crobin, "Should I be worried?"

Siendra takes a sip of her brandy.

You recite:

"Greedy and proud, Lord Gavain leapt aboard his swiftest ship and set sail at once, leaving his manor and all within it behind."

Zalinyar gives Vaddon a gentle poke in the ribs.

You recite:

"And in the lord's absence? Why, Rafe and Lady Ysenda enjoyed his fine hospitality - his wine, his feasts, his gilded chambers, and each other."

Leayne giggles at Vaddon.

You grin.

Zersha laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You recite:

"The nights were warm, the silk sheets softer than any sailor's hammock, and the mornings full o' laughter."

Zalinyar gasps!

You recite:

"By the time Lord Gavain returned, weary, humiliated, and lirumless from chasing ghosts, Rafe was long gone - his purse lined with the lord's coin and his heart light from andaen in Lady Ysenda's company."

Elore gasps!

Zalinyar quietly says, "Ooohhh clandestine."

Siendra smiles quietly to herself.

You recite:

"As for the lady? Well, she welcomed her husband home with all the grace of a dutiful wife, her eyes shining with secrets never spoken."

Leayne nods.

Vaddon smiles.

Siendra quietly says, "Good for her."

You smile and bows with a flourish.

Zersha quietly says, "She should have just gone with Rafe..."

Zalinyar nods to Siendra.

You laugh!

Siendra nods at Zersha, obviously agreeing with her views.

Elore exclaims, "That can't be the end!"

Raising his Imperial stout to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers!

Elore asks, "She stayed with Gavain?"

Siendra points at Elore.

Siendra nods emphatically.

Zersha pats Elore on the back.

You say, "Aye, 'tis the end - but only of this tale, love."

Zersha looks at you and applauds!

Siendra exclaims to Elore, "If it's the end, we write our own. She obviously won the kingdom and welcomed Rafe back to rule with her!"

Crobin snuggles up to Leayne and cradles her in his arms.

Zersha nods at Siendra, obviously agreeing with her views.

You laugh!

Leayne closes her eyes and settles into a graceful stance.

Elore nods to Siendra.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Leayne wiggles over and snuggles up against Crobin.

Stelling says, "I'm not sure Rafe sounds like the settling down type...I bet they both got what they needed."

Zersha says to Siendra, "GAvain was eaten by spiders."

Elore asks Siendra, "Maybe she burned the place down and started a new life?"

Stelling grins.

Elore ponders.

Siendra giggles at Zersha.

Stelling chuckles at Zersha.

Vaddon nods to Stelling.

Stelling takes a sip of his stout.

Siendra excitedly exclaims to Elore, "As a thief!"

Zalinyar quietly says, "SHe's going to keep taking, and taking, and never giving back, and will eventually be a thorn in a fingertip."

Elore exclaims, "And she was Rafe all along!"

Elore says, "Wait.. that.. might not make sense."

Stelling laughs!

Elore ponders.

You laugh!

Siendra laughs with delight, her eyes full of merriment.

Siendra pats Elore on the back.

Zersha gazes thoughtfully at Elore.

Elore says, "It's like a time warp thing."

You say, "Ye are fine company for spinning yarns."

Elore holds her sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

Leayne grins, revealing her dimples.

Soft waves of a gentle, warm peach color flicker around Leayne.

Zersha says to Elore, "I'm not going to think too hard on that one."

Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.

Siendra looks at Elore, obviously trying not to grin.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Elore turns down the waistband of her dreamweave pants.

Amailia takes a sip of her brandy.

Elore ponders.

Elore shakes her head.

Elore hums to herself.

You say to Elore, "I hope I have fulfilled my obligation, for yer teaching is worth all you asked."

Vaddon glances at Elore.

Vaddon blushes a bright red color.

Vaddon glances at Zalinyar.

Vaddon frets.

Elore says to Vaddon, "That was not what I meant to do."

Elore blushes furiously!

Elore says, "Ignore."

Elore covers Vaddon's eyes with her hand.

Siendra says to you, "Thank you for inviting us all here. An evening of stories is good for the heart."

Elore stands up.

Zersha says, "Nothing wrong with a little stomach showing."

Elore suddenly pivots right, clearly ready for anything.

Zersha pats Elore on the back.

Stelling exclaims, "Thanks for hosting this Dioe, and good show everyone!"

Vaddon says, "Thanks for hosting."

You sweep a worn ebon-hued leather tricorn hat off your head and in front of you in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Siendra at the same time.

Leayne takes a deep breath, looking serene and determined.

Crobin says, "Was a good showing."

Vaddon says, "An interesting evening."

Crobin nods.

Leayne applauds.

Elore applauds.

Zersha says to you, "This was quite entertaining, thank you for gathering us here. I hope it won't be the last time."

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Vaddon applauds.

Amailia exclaims, "Thanks for hosting this!"

Amailia nods.

You say to Siendra, "Ye honor me, m'lady. Will ye share your name with me? I am called Dioe."

Raising his Imperial stout to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers!

Raising his darkefire rum to you, Vaddon gives you a toast. Cheers!

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

Zersha exclaims, "And thank you to those who shared stories!"

You smile at Zersha.

Zersha beams!

Siendra says to you, "Siendra. Pleasure to meet you."

Elore says to you, "You have indeed fulfilled your obligation, and I will never gaze your away again, sir."

Vaerek says, "Yes, thank you for the song and stories."

Elore drops to one knee before you, bowing her head in deference.

Zersha blinks at Elore.

You say to Zersha, "If it is your wish, m'lady, I am happy to spin many more yarns should it please you."

Crobin says, "Was a good time."

Zfora takes a sip of her wine.

Elore laughs!

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Elore leaps to her feet!

Stelling chuckles at Elore.

Elore says to Zersha, "It's a complicated backstory."

You smile.

Vaerek glances outside a moment.

Zersha says to you, "I think my love of books stems from my love of stories."

Leayne softly says, "From what I saw, was excellent."

Leayne applauds.

Zersha says to Elore, "I'll have to remember to ask you another time then."

Zersha winks at Elore.

You say to Zersha, "May it ever be so. Ye have a gift for storytelling, and make for most pleasant company."

Amailia takes a sip of her brandy.

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Vaerek says, "Take care everyone."

Vaerek waves.

Crobin shakes Vaerek's hand.

Vaerek went through an open door.

Zersha says to you, "You have a knack for it yourself."

You smile.

Zersha giggles at Elore.

Zalinyar quietly says to you, "I enjoyed your gathering. Thank you."

Observer Amailia went through an open door.

Stelling takes a sip of his stout.

Siendra takes a sip of her brandy.

You say, "Most welcome, and thank you for sharing yer own song."

Elore guzzles down some of her ale and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Zersha looks at Elore, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Leayne takes a sip of her wine.

Crobin says to you, "Good showing and fun stories."

You say, "I should find my own port to sleep off this fine state I find myself in."

Leayne nods to you.

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You say, "For those as could use a bit more coin in their pockets, or who'd smile to see justice levied on the rats as think themselves above it, perhaps we can share a quiet word soon."

Elore nods to Zersha.

Vaddon takes a sip of his rum.

You say, "Till then, drink deeply, me hearties, and fair winds."

Siendra bows to you.

Raising his Imperial stout to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers!

You guzzle down the wine.

You finish off the rest of it, and set the glass aside.

Stelling takes a sip of his stout.

Leayne smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

You sweep a worn ebon-hued leather tricorn hat off your head and in front of you in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Siendra at the same time.

Crobin waves to you.

Elore hugs you.

Leayne takes a sip of her wine.

You gather up the food spread out on a broad picnic cloth dyed with a vibrant array of blossoms, bundle it all into a silverwillow picnic basket festooned with a riot of colorful blossoms, and close the lid securely.

Crobin asks, "Shall we love?"

You hug Elore who gives you a smile in return. A faint scent of bourbon clings to her skin.

Leayne nods to Crobin.

You put your basket in your brown backpack.

A fierce blue-white glare forces you to avert your eyes for a moment. When it subsides, a vibrant sapphire Moongate that sparkles with brilliant bursts of light stands before you, rippling slightly.

Crobin hugs Elore, getting a smile in return.

Leayne waves.

Crobin hugs Sothios, who wraps his arms around Crobin with a warm smile.

Elore says, "Moongate back to Crossing, if anyone wants a shortcut."

>go door