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Human Clans (book)

2026-03-19T17:39:29Z

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==The Human Clans==
A Book by [[Zuebara]] Pulan

===Introduction===
[[race association is::human|Humans]] are a great and diverse people, I have always known
that. As a child, growing up with my particular family, me
being the son of a well-to-do but hard-working trader, I
traveled considerably, seeing the breadth of this entire
continent, meeting many of its incredible peoples and
learning of their ways. Many researchers read their
withered, yellow books and try to grasp and understand of
the world outside their crumbling libraries -- but I, I
have seen it. It was the experiences of my childhood that
shaped the course of my life. My love of scholarly
pursuits -- for you see, I never did pick up the reigns of
our family business, and woe to me for that, warned my
father -- comes from all that I experienced in my youthful
travels.

Which brings me back to the start. Humans are a diverse
and great people. I am a Human myself, I should point out
to those who don't know me. But yet still I've met so many
Humans that are so unlike me, and it really is remarkable.

[[Lanival]] the Human put it best when he said, "Those who are
known with snorts of derision as Humans, are only treated
so because they are feared. In the mortal brevity lies a
desire to accomplish much before Time cuts their strings,
and in this they find the comfort that change is their
immortality." Therengians and Zolureners -- both Humans,
yet both are different, as the Halflings would put it, as
taffleberry tarts and rutabaga tarts. And then there are
the clans. It is they that I speak of in this volume, for
those who would learn a bit about them.

===Ram===
Once the greatest of all Human Clans... no, the greatest
of all clans... [[Ram Clan]]'s glory days have long since
faded. Once one of many others, Ram Clan existed millennia
ago. There was nothing truly remarkable about it -- that
is, until [[Akroeg]] was born. Akroeg became the Chieftain of
the Clan, and it was Akroeg that made it something
remarkable. Under the banner of the Ram, he proceeded to
conquer other clans, masterfully winning battle after
battle, in diplomacy as well as on the field.

The Ram Clan soon found itself centered upon the ideals of
justice and unity. When Akroeg died, his son [[Verek]] became
Chieftain, and later, founder of the [[Seven-Star Empire]].
But that was not the end of the Ram Clan. Its people
remained part of the Empire, as virtually every clan did,
for ages. But when the Empire began crumbling... when
that hideous time known as the Kin Strife came about, the
people of the Ram grew outraged. It was they who had
originally struggled to bring about the Empire, and to see
it decay so brought pain to their hearts, and the honor
they had held. This was under the time of [[Kaegath]] the
Chieftain. The Chieftains of the Ram Clan were always
given a special place of honor within the Empire, due to
the stature of Chieftain Verek -- they had special rights.
So Kaegath marched directly into the hall of the Emperor
within the Palace, unimpeded by soldiers, until he came
face to face with the Emperor, the massive hulk of a man
that was [[Grudish]]. Drawing his sword, Kaegath threw it down
at Grudish's feet. Drawing off his ramshide mantle, he
threw it at Grudish's feet. And then Kaegath swore before
the startled assembly of the lords and the Emperor,
quivering with rage, that the people of Ram Clan would no
longer follow the Empire -- they were free, they were
leaving.

And they did. The Ram Clan separated from the Empire,
traveling deep into the impenetrable forests of southwest
Therengia. They no longer have much in the way of glory,
having been forgotten by most history texts. Except for
some trade here and there, they interact little with the
rest of the world. But in those woods, the people of Ram
Clan still follow the old ways. They still hope to see
those ways return.

===Wolf===
Nomadic warriors, that is how [[Wolf Clan]] was throughout much
of its existence. A fierce tribe of fighters, eking their
way through Kermoria. The people of Wolf Clan never had a
home, instead carrying out their savage travels through
woodlands and mountains and river valleys. Their
wanderings began at the advice of a Moon Mage, a great seer
that delivered unto them a prophecy that those people took
deeply to heart.

It was in the early part of the third century [[AV]] that the
people finally settled down in the Wildulf Woods of
midwestern Zoluren. Their prophecy, they said, had been
fulfilled. They now had a home. The people of Wolf Clan
now live as hunters and fishermen, though they ever remain
the great warriors and survivalists they always have been.
It is just that their wandering hearts have been stilled.
Forgive my brevity on Wolf Clan, but there are other works
which elaborate in far greater detail, and I would not do
them justice. See [[Trefan Ulf - The Wolf Clan Home (book)|"Trefan Ulf -- The Wolf Clan Home" by
Hagynn Atkyn]].

===Shadow===
After the end of the wars that overthrew the [[Dragon Priest Empire|Dragon Empire]], Ferdahl [[Alec]] the Phoenix, ruler of [[Shard]], had a problem on his hands. The [[Dragon Priest (Cult)|Dragon Priests]] had tainted and corrupted the lands to the south of his city, calling it the "[[Dark Hand]]." In addition to despoiling the land, this was where they conducted many of their foul experiments. The [[Adan'f]] were created here, as well as other foul beasts. So the Ferdahl's problem was how to deal with this new threat.

Thus was born [[Shadow Clan]]. Shadow Clan is a collection, primarily, of Human rangers and Human paladins who he gathered south of his city, and gave them a task -- confine the Dark Hand. Since being given that mission, they have defended the Five Provinces admirably. The Shadow Clan lives within the Dark Hand itself, where every moment of their existence is a struggle to live and to fight the land around them and the creatures within it.

===Dragon===
[[Dragon Clan]] is remarkable... full of memory, happiness,
rejoicing. The Clan was actually founded by [[Lanival]]...
now, Lanival has gone by a number of names, such as Lanival
the Redeemer. But one of his more prominent names was
Lanival the Dragon. That was the one the people of Dragon
Clan always took to, for it was in taking that name that
they named themselves after their founder.

The clan was established during Lanival's many wanderings.
In each Human village, town, and city he and his followers
stopped in, a few more people would get up and follow them,
adding to the clan's ranks. From Lanival, these people
learned to revel in their mortality. He taught them that
their lives, though short, were more precious than they
could imagine, and they should cherish every second of
them. Few celebrations are as joyous or as grand as a
feast held in the camp of the Dragon Clan.

The people of Dragon Clan wear bright colors, and a great
deal of jewelry. They're also nomadic merchants of a sort
-- every now and then, they'll come around and sell some of
their dragon-bedecked wares. In this clan, Lanival is
remembered fondly, and much of what they do, many of the
feasts they hold, are done in honor of him.

Dragon Clan, though nomadic, generally lives around
northern and northwest Therengia.

===Harvest===
The people of [[Harvest Clan]] are simple folk who live simple
lives. They are master farmers, who revere the earth
itself, and the gods and goddesses of the hearth and of the
harvest.

The patron of the clan was a widowed peasant farmer with
more than a dozen children. To her sorrow, her fields were
ravaged and her husband killed during a war. Denouncing
war and swearing that none of her kin would be a party to
such barbarianism, [[Mowra]] Erestaevan taught her children the
value of peace, of caring for other people, and providing
for themselves and others in need. Some became farmers,
some became craftsman, others joined various peaceable
Guilds to help others. Hearing of what Mowra had done,
what she had created, other Humans, believing that her way
of life would offer fulfillment, went to join her at her
home. Eventually, this became known as the Harvest Clan.
Incidentally, almost all the leaders of Harvest Clan have
been female, perhaps in remembrance of Mowra.

They developed into a good-sized, out of the way farming
community. The clan always put an emphasis on teaching and
on learning crafts that would provide for the community and
for others, such as farming, herb-growing, weaving,
teaching, and healing. Hunting is always frowned upon --
sometimes it is necessary for survival. But drawing swords
against others of the mortal races, or participating (with
the exception of healing the wounded of both sides) in
warfare are both forbidden by the clan.

===Shark===
The people of [[Shark Clan]] are warriors and sailors that
dwell in the seas of the [[Qi]] Province. They are also rogues
-- pirates, that make their living by attacking other ships
and stealing their goods. Little is known of Shark Clan,
for historians are not exactly welcome among them. All I
can say is that if you sail upon the [[Reshal Sea]] and are
approached by a ship with a shark's flag, you would do well
to pray to [[Lemicus]] for safety.
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Trefan Ulf - The Wolf Clan Home (book)

2026-03-19T17:33:37Z

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==TREFAN ULF - The Wolf Clan Home==
'''''As told and inscribed by the bard, [[Hagynn]] Atkyn'''''

A prophecy told to the [[Wolf Clan]] long long ago and passed down over the generations from Clan Chief to heir apparent.

::An omen of wood and white there be,
::Tis the site of many a death said he.
::Clans a plenty, futures decided
::Bravery rewarded and cowardice derided.
::The party they sent reduced to one alone,
::Saved by strength and a huge jaw bone.
::Convinced now to stop their nomadic roam
::The Wolf Clan will finally find their new home!

In generations past, the Wolf Clan had been a nomadic group moving frequently from place to place, never caring for possessions or domestic comforts. In flitting from location to location they neither gained fame nor respect from the various peoples that they contacted. Bound in part to an ancient prophesy, they experienced a certain helplessness and felt obliged to wander the continent until the fates intervened.

Some thirty years ago, the first portion of the prophecy came to fruition. A young man returning from his manhood rituals bore with him a huge jaw bone from a wolf that he had wrestled to the ground and thereafter killed. After devouring the flesh of the wolf (as is the custom) and saving the pelt for a trophy, the young man removed the jaw bone as an additional souvenir (as well as proof of the wolf's size). The clan cheered his return and endeared him with names such as "Favored One" and "The Chosen One". The solemn young man soon came to power, moving up rapidly through the clan ranks to become the old Chieftain's lieutenant. His name was [[Gabe Ironbeard]]. It is said that no other man (or even group of men) could match his skills in combat and that his favorite weapon was neither sword nor axe, but the massive jawbone of the wolf that he had slain.

Some years later after he became lieutenant, the second portion of the ancient prophecy was fulfilled. The old Chieftain, Gabe and a scouting party were exploring a dense forest filled with wildlife, with the intention of possibly moving the clan there. Just west of Ferhrman's Crossing, under a massive white willow tree, they encountered a large party of [[Gor'Tog]]s. The Gor'Togs (marauding members of the nearby [[Knife Clan]] it is rumored) had just abducted a young woman, slaughtered her caravan guards and took her valuable possessions. The woman, [[Suza]] Cormyn, was the daughter of a wealthy pawnshop owner in the Crossing.

Bound by honor and tradition to render assistance to the young woman, the scouting party was initially at a loss to a strategy. In view of the overwhelming odds, Gabe, followed by the rest of the Wolf Clan party, then charged in to rescue the woman. There they made a stand under the old willow tree. Outnumbered three to one, the entire scouting party with the exception of Gabe was slain. Wielding his jawbone like a deadly scythe, Gabe managed to kill off all [[Ortug|but]] [[Trog|two]] of the the remaining Gor'Togs (they ran off). Gabe suffered severe wounds, but with tinctures, ointments and poultices, Suza managed to nurse him back to health.

Deeming the ancient prophecy fulfilled, they gathered the remainder of the Wolf Clan home and moved to the willow tree in the deep forest west along the Segoltha River. There they set up an altar in memory of their chieftain and the other slain members of their clan, and established their permanent home. Gabe became known as [[Wolfjaw Ironbeard]]. He and Suza married and he took over as clan Chieftain, and she became their Elder Wife.

The humans of the Wolf Clan have earned the reputation of being a warlike group. They survive through hunting, trading in rare pelts and skins, and animal products for the enhancement of magic, foresight and healing.

Merchants come and go because of these profitable incentives, but in general it is not a very comfortable village for outsiders. The homes are primitive and spartan and the town is dark at night so as not to attract raiders of Gor'Tog, whose settlements surround the village. Another famed export of Trefan Ulf is mercenary warriors. The women are famous for their beauty, sultriness and wild abandon. Any outsider who dares partake of them, however, is subject to instant death upon discovery, in manners too unpleasant to
detail here.

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Human Clans (book)

2026-03-19T17:30:01Z

ARMAGNA:

{{RTOC}}
==The Human Clans==
A Book by [[Zuebara]] Pulan

===Introduction===
[[race association is::human|Humans]] are a great and diverse people, I have always known
that. As a child, growing up with my particular family, me
being the son of a well-to-do but hard-working trader, I
traveled considerably, seeing the breadth of this entire
continent, meeting many of its incredible peoples and
learning of their ways. Many researchers read their
withered, yellow books and try to grasp and understand of
the world outside their crumbling libraries -- but I, I
have seen it. It was the experiences of my childhood that
shaped the course of my life. My love of scholarly
pursuits -- for you see, I never did pick up the reigns of
our family business, and woe to me for that, warned my
father -- comes from all that I experienced in my youthful
travels.

Which brings me back to the start. Humans are a diverse
and great people. I am a Human myself, I should point out
to those who don't know me. But yet still I've met so many
Humans that are so unlike me, and it really is remarkable.

[[Lanival]] the Human put it best when he said, "Those who are
known with snorts of derision as Humans, are only treated
so because they are feared. In the mortal brevity lies a
desire to accomplish much before Time cuts their strings,
and in this they find the comfort that change is their
immortality." Therengians and Zolureners -- both Humans,
yet both are different, as the Halflings would put it, as
taffleberry tarts and rutabaga tarts. And then there are
the clans. It is they that I speak of in this volume, for
those who would learn a bit about them.

===Ram===
Once the greatest of all Human Clans... no, the greatest
of all clans... [[Ram Clan]]'s glory days have long since
faded. Once one of many others, Ram Clan existed millennia
ago. There was nothing truly remarkable about it -- that
is, until [[Akroeg]] was born. Akroeg became the Chieftain of
the Clan, and it was Akroeg that made it something
remarkable. Under the banner of the Ram, he proceeded to
conquer other clans, masterfully winning battle after
battle, in diplomacy as well as on the field.

The Ram Clan soon found itself centered upon the ideals of
justice and unity. When Akroeg died, his son [[Verek]] became
Chieftain, and later, founder of the [[Seven-Star Empire]].
But that was not the end of the Ram Clan. Its people
remained part of the Empire, as virtually every clan did,
for ages. But when the Empire began crumbling... when
that hideous time known as the Kin Strife came about, the
people of the Ram grew outraged. It was they who had
originally struggled to bring about the Empire, and to see
it decay so brought pain to their hearts, and the honor
they had held. This was under the time of [[Kaegath]] the
Chieftain. The Chieftains of the Ram Clan were always
given a special place of honor within the Empire, due to
the stature of Chieftain Verek -- they had special rights.
So Kaegath marched directly into the hall of the Emperor
within the Palace, unimpeded by soldiers, until he came
face to face with the Emperor, the massive hulk of a man
that was [[Grudish]]. Drawing his sword, Kaegath threw it down
at Grudish's feet. Drawing off his ramshide mantle, he
threw it at Grudish's feet. And then Kaegath swore before
the startled assembly of the lords and the Emperor,
quivering with rage, that the people of Ram Clan would no
longer follow the Empire -- they were free, they were
leaving.

And they did. The Ram Clan separated from the Empire,
traveling deep into the impenetrable forests of southwest
Therengia. They no longer have much in the way of glory,
having been forgotten by most history texts. Except for
some trade here and there, they interact little with the
rest of the world. But in those woods, the people of Ram
Clan still follow the old ways. They still hope to see
those ways return.

===Wolf===
Nomadic warriors, that is how [[Wolf Clan]] was throughout much
of its existence. A fierce tribe of fighters, eking their
way through Kermoria. The people of Wolf Clan never had a
home, instead carrying out their savage travels through
woodlands and mountains and river valleys. Their
wanderings began at the advice of a Moon Mage, a great seer
that delivered unto them a prophecy that those people took
deeply to heart.

It was in the early part of the third century [[AV]] that the
people finally settled down in the Wildulf Woods of
midwestern Zoluren. Their prophecy, they said, had been
fulfilled. They now had a home. The people of Wolf Clan
now live as hunters and fishermen, though they ever remain
the great warriors and survivalists they always have been.
It is just that their wandering hearts have been stilled.
Forgive my brevity on Wolf Clan, but there are other works
which elaborate in far greater detail, and I would not do
them justice. See "[[Trefan Ulf]] -- The Wolf Clan Home" by
[[Hagynn]] Atkyn.

===Shadow===
After the end of the wars that overthrew the [[Dragon Priest Empire|Dragon Empire]], Ferdahl [[Alec]] the Phoenix, ruler of [[Shard]], had a problem on his hands. The [[Dragon Priest (Cult)|Dragon Priests]] had tainted and corrupted the lands to the south of his city, calling it the "[[Dark Hand]]." In addition to despoiling the land, this was where they conducted many of their foul experiments. The [[Adan'f]] were created here, as well as other foul beasts. So the Ferdahl's problem was how to deal with this new threat.

Thus was born [[Shadow Clan]]. Shadow Clan is a collection, primarily, of Human rangers and Human paladins who he gathered south of his city, and gave them a task -- confine the Dark Hand. Since being given that mission, they have defended the Five Provinces admirably. The Shadow Clan lives within the Dark Hand itself, where every moment of their existence is a struggle to live and to fight the land around them and the creatures within it.

===Dragon===
[[Dragon Clan]] is remarkable... full of memory, happiness,
rejoicing. The Clan was actually founded by [[Lanival]]...
now, Lanival has gone by a number of names, such as Lanival
the Redeemer. But one of his more prominent names was
Lanival the Dragon. That was the one the people of Dragon
Clan always took to, for it was in taking that name that
they named themselves after their founder.

The clan was established during Lanival's many wanderings.
In each Human village, town, and city he and his followers
stopped in, a few more people would get up and follow them,
adding to the clan's ranks. From Lanival, these people
learned to revel in their mortality. He taught them that
their lives, though short, were more precious than they
could imagine, and they should cherish every second of
them. Few celebrations are as joyous or as grand as a
feast held in the camp of the Dragon Clan.

The people of Dragon Clan wear bright colors, and a great
deal of jewelry. They're also nomadic merchants of a sort
-- every now and then, they'll come around and sell some of
their dragon-bedecked wares. In this clan, Lanival is
remembered fondly, and much of what they do, many of the
feasts they hold, are done in honor of him.

Dragon Clan, though nomadic, generally lives around
northern and northwest Therengia.

===Harvest===
The people of [[Harvest Clan]] are simple folk who live simple
lives. They are master farmers, who revere the earth
itself, and the gods and goddesses of the hearth and of the
harvest.

The patron of the clan was a widowed peasant farmer with
more than a dozen children. To her sorrow, her fields were
ravaged and her husband killed during a war. Denouncing
war and swearing that none of her kin would be a party to
such barbarianism, [[Mowra]] Erestaevan taught her children the
value of peace, of caring for other people, and providing
for themselves and others in need. Some became farmers,
some became craftsman, others joined various peaceable
Guilds to help others. Hearing of what Mowra had done,
what she had created, other Humans, believing that her way
of life would offer fulfillment, went to join her at her
home. Eventually, this became known as the Harvest Clan.
Incidentally, almost all the leaders of Harvest Clan have
been female, perhaps in remembrance of Mowra.

They developed into a good-sized, out of the way farming
community. The clan always put an emphasis on teaching and
on learning crafts that would provide for the community and
for others, such as farming, herb-growing, weaving,
teaching, and healing. Hunting is always frowned upon --
sometimes it is necessary for survival. But drawing swords
against others of the mortal races, or participating (with
the exception of healing the wounded of both sides) in
warfare are both forbidden by the clan.

===Shark===
The people of [[Shark Clan]] are warriors and sailors that
dwell in the seas of the [[Qi]] Province. They are also rogues
-- pirates, that make their living by attacking other ships
and stealing their goods. Little is known of Shark Clan,
for historians are not exactly welcome among them. All I
can say is that if you sail upon the [[Reshal Sea]] and are
approached by a ship with a shark's flag, you would do well
to pray to [[Lemicus]] for safety.
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Tingle

2026-03-15T13:51:56Z

ARMAGNA:

{{Spell
|abbrev=ti
|minprep=5
|castcap=33
|minskill=80
|maxskill=800
|minduration=-
|validtarget=PC, Creature
|guild=Warrior Mage
|magic=Elemental Magic
|spellbook=Electricity Manipulation
|prereqs=[[Gar Zeng]] or [[Elementalism]]
|slot=3
|illegal=no
|corrupt=no
|desc=The Tingle spell sends an electrical current through the hands of the target, causing a strange tingling sensation to interfere with fine motor control and reaction time for a short period of time. This spell will also force people or creatures to drop what they are holding.
|buffs=No buffs
|debuffs=Agility (stat), Reflex (stat)
|dtype=No damage
|htype=No heal
|poststring=No
|effect=Target drops held weapon/shield
|messaging=You gesture at a kobold.
You send a soft jolt of electricity from your fingertips toward a kobold. 
A kobold grimaces as it drops a short sword and a target shield from its fingers! 
Roundtime: 2 sec.
|offtype=magic
|deftype=fortitude
|sig=No
|diff=intermediate
|source=standard
|type=debilitation
|ctype=battle
}}
==Notes==
*Works on critters that aren't holding anything, but does not work on non-bipeds.
*When cast at a player, any held items that drop will go to their [[Inventory (concept)#At Feet Slot|"at feet" slot]].
*Inflicts roundtime when cast on a PC.
*Has no effect if a PC is already under the effect of Tingle.
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Tirost

2026-02-26T15:19:46Z

ARMAGNA:

{{PC
|name=Tirost
|status=a
|race=Human
|gender=Male
|guild=Warrior Mage
|instance=Prime
|relat=Lymira
}}

==Appearance==
[[File:tirost-tb.png|right|300px|Tirost]]
You see Knight of Meraud Tirost Armagna, Legendary Warrior Mage of Zoluren, a Human. 
Tirost has an oval face, silver-flecked crystal blue eyes and a straight nose. His dark brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin and an athletic build. 
He is a bit over average height for a Human. 
He has a tattoo of ominous black symbols on his left wrist. 
 
He is wearing a fur-trimmed black mantle clasped at the shoulder with a silversteel triskelion, a damite ring hauberk, a black steel mourning band inlaid with ivory lilies, a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel, a pair of black khadder pants fastened with animite studs and a pair of black leather boots with white meshor fox fur cuffs.
==Familiar==
[[File:pangovin.png|left|200px|Pangovin]]
His familiar, Pangovin, is a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes.

== Cherished Possessions ==
{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols  
|-
|
Tempered black haralun forms the sword's blade and crossguard, while animite adds a touch of depth to the arcane symbols that line the fuller. Surmounting the weapon is a hexagonal pommel of animite, which has been embossed with a wolf's head shrouded by an aura of flame over twin crossed swords. Highlighted by starry flecks of white, nightfire opals glitter in the eyes of the wolf, lending them bursts of silvery blue, deepest black, and pure crimson. 
 
''Commissioned by [[Anjinson]] from the legendary weaponsmith [[Squanto]] Longstalk. Anjinson gave it to Tirost as a gift. It was later enchanted by [[Sigzil]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a leather-bound black book inlaid with gold arcane symbols  
|-
|
Neatly inlaid into the black leather of the book's cover are arcane symbols representing different aspects of mana. Each symbol has been carefully crafted of polished gold and the pages are embellished with a subtle gold leafing on their edges. 
 
''This book was found in a cave near Arthe Dale that Tirost and [[Annais]] explored while searching for Vorclaf's crown. The book is heavy and nearly indestructible. The aether spirit Pangovin claims it is ancient and meant to be used as a weapon.''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves  
|-
|
A skillfully sculpted laurel branch encircles the lid of this glorious vessel, its nearly lifelike leaves framing the apex of a sturdy scroll handle. The handle itself, left free of ornamentation to provide a comfortable grip, runs from the top of the slightly tapered tankard to the decorative band of tracery surrounding the heavy base. A thick diamond-hide strap with a silversteel clasp loops through the handle for easy wear. 
 
''Given to Tirost by [[Casimira]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel  
|-
|
The large sheath is gripped by the bright metal at the throat, tip, and also by way of matching silversteel buckles that secure the heavy leather straps and allow it to be attached to a belt. A raven's feather and a hawk's feather are tied with a leather cord to one of the straps, and are the only touch of ornamentation to the piece. Thick lotusweave lines the inside and cradles weapons placed within.
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a braided copper ring  
|-
|
Engraved along the polished inner side of the band are the words, "Patience, Tenacity, and Endurance." 
 
''Given by [[Oscearo]].''
|}

==Poetry==
See the [[poetry of Tirost]].

==Background==
[[File:Tiro2.jpg|right|300px|Knight of Meraud]]
Tirost was born in the lands around [[Laakmir]] in northwestern Therengia. His father, Daneolf, traveled throughout Kermoria trading, and sometimes returned with books, scrolls, codices of poetry and stories in Gamgweth and Common. Asara, Tirost's mother, loved literature and history, and taught Tirost and [[Lymira]] to read and write. 

When still very young, Tirost met the Elothean Moon Mage [[Malzard]]. Perhaps sensing the boy's aptitude for elemental mana, Malzard told Tirost of the Legendary Warrior Mage Galain. He also spoke of the necromancer [[Lyras]] and the events that lead to her downfall. When Tirost was twelve years old, his village experienced a tragedy, and he, his mother and his sister traveled south, where they resettled in his mother's homeland of the [[Wolf Clan]]. 

Though many in the Wolf Clan preferred oral traditions to the written word, Asara became a trusted lorekeeper and storyteller. She taught at the orphanage in the Middens, and Tirost often accompanied her and played with the other children. When he turned nineteen, Tirost was accepted by Gauthus into the Warrior Mage Guild.

==Adventures==
Shortly after joining the Warrior Mage Guild, Tirost became a member of the [[Tavern Troupe]] Performing Order, where the Speaker of the Order, [[Anjinson]] Shilanthor mentored him.

Tirost joined the defense of Zoluren against the Elpalzi. He fought in chaotic battles in Dirge and the Crossing, before participating in a ritual lead by the Moon Mage Trethom to penetrate the defenses of Sorrow's Keep, where Elpalzi leader [[Alret]] Fengral had encamped. It became known that Geva and Alret had served the demoness [[Maelshyve]], which prompted Tirost to delve deeper into the lore surrounding demons and necromancy. He began writing a play entitled ''The Fall of Lyras'', and sought out those who had fought the legendary necromancer, and those who had first hand knowledge of necromancy.

Later, when the War Lord [[Viggu]] raided Rossman's Landing and Therenborough, Tirost joined the defense of the Northlands organized by [[Klurn]] Odarien. Throughout the campaign, he became familiar with his fellow warrior mages [[Woten]], [[Mazrian]], [[Perune]] and [[Saragos]]. During that time, Tirost's research into demonlogy advanced considerably. He became familiar with the Philosophers [redacted], [[Briaen]] Huns and [redacted], and began to read the works of [[Zamidren]] Book, [[Jeihrem]] Kralissa, and [[Xerasyth]]. He also began to practice sorcery and experiment with connections to the Elemental Plane of Metal under the guidance of [[Woten]] and [redacted].

As [[Anduwen Watch]] prepared to assault Maelshyve's Fortress in Zaulfung, Tirost consulted Philosopher necromancers as to the best means of preventing the manifestation of the demon in the Plane of Abiding. [Redacted] and [redacted] spoke of a demon hunter, [[Osven]], how he had developed a potent alchemical substance that would prevent Maelshyve's manifestation. Tirost persuaded Perune to accept the vials and use them during the raid. Inflamed by a passionate disagreement on matters unrelated to the raid, [[Elec]] exposed Tirost as a sorcerer and called for his capture and interrogation.

[[File:Tir-aeril-train.jpeg|left|300px|Tirost and Aerilia discuss combat techniques]]
Unwilling to bring disgrace on the Tavern Troupe, Tirost resigned his position on the council. He was offered membership in the [[Order of the Dragon Shield]] by [[Mystylaine]] and he accepted. In this period, [[Lasika]] passed a notebook into Tirost's hands which contained in its scrawlings a code that lead to one of the many tunnels Lasika had either created or found. In exploring one of those tunnels, Tirost found what appeared to be an ancient crown. After researching the markings on the crown, its shape, and the stone which it bore, Tirost posited that Lasika may have found part of a crown that had belonged to House Sorvendig. Cryptic poetry of the period suggested that the stone inlaid in the crown fragment might have the ability to disrupt the magic necromancers employ to self-resurrect; however, as Tirost presented his findings, the Necro Lord [[Nefis]] severed Tirost's arm and stole the crown and the gem. Ultimately, Tirost sought the help of many allies and was able to recover the fragments of the crown, though Nefis was successful in destroying the gem.

Tirost left Kermoria on a journey in search of his former mentor [[Malzard]], but after several years returned as plans were being laid to land on the Basalt Isle and use the Sanyu Aes weapon to destroy Jehirem. Tirost served with the assault teams on the isle, witnessed the death of [[Zauldin]] and the effects of Sanyu Aes on the lich.

Back in Zoluren, Tirost was honored to perform a concert organized by [[TART]]. Most recently, he has shared information regarding Osven and necromancy at a lecture at Gealeranendae College and worked with Kintryn to organize the Therengian vanguard against the resurgent forces of the Red Bear Orc Chief Viggu. After being invited to join the [[Northern Watch]] by his best friend [[Crobin]], Tirost underwent the test called the Gauntlet and joined the Second Combat Unit.

==Story Arcs, Logs and In Character Fiction==
[[File:Tirost-crobin-bar.jpeg|right|300px|Tirost and Crobin carousing]]
See [[Tirost/Logs|logs]].

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Item:Nightsilk naphtha holder with spider-shaped flask slots

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> study my holder
It looks like a nightsilk naphtha holder with spider-shaped flask slots is designed to hold items that look exactly like 'a steel flask of naphtha with a brinefang stopper'.
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Item:Heraldic knackstone

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==Usage==
{{com|study}}: Checking it over, you believe you could TURN the heraldic knackstone to develop a knack for a certain skill. You could also RUB the knackstone to sense future boons you could influence, and you could WHISPER to the knackstone to cast your influence towards one of those future boons if you haven't already done so.

==Appearance==
The appearance of a character's knackstone is generated based on the character index, with the following options:

===Options for Type===
* blackened
* charred
* contorted
* heavy
* pitted
* rough
* smooth
* twisted
* warped
* waterlogged

===Options for Style===
* backed with
* enclosed by
* fastened to
* flecked with
* framed by
* melded seamlessly with
* pierced through
* resting in
* set within
* streaked with

===Options for Material===
* ayabere splinters
* brinewood chips
* coralite bands
* dull asarenjan motes
* dull krakenite
* engraved niello
* frayed lengths of kelp linen
* loimic teardrops
* polished nacre-bone shavings
* a tomiek lump

===Notes===
* 10% bonus exp drain to the chosen skill.<ref>[https://discord.com/channels/619301383451181075/619612817057906688/1434682543130673294 Lyneya on Discord]</ref>
* Passive 5% skill bonus stacks with other buffs up to the normal caps. <ref>[https://discord.com/channels/619301383451181075/619612817057906688/1434719409804673275 Duscot on Discord]</ref>

Tirost/Poetry

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==Sonnets==
===Elvish Sonnet===
''Context: Written for [[Mysterys]] and performed during [[Tirost]]'s audition for the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
Have you ever loved an elf? 
'Tis not easy, please believe, 
Though passion be so truly felt 
To risk one's heart with grief 
 
By gazing long in sparkling eyes 
Or kissing dimpled cheeks, 
For I, ere long, will waste and die 
And another love she'll seek, 
 
For then I'll lie in darksome grave 
While beauty graces she, 
And thoughts of me will surely fade, 
Though this gives some relief: 
 
The love for her I have right now 
Outweighs a thousand years without. 
 
===Mystylaine and Rekon Wedding Sonnet===
''Context: Written and performed for the wedding celebration of [[Mystylaine]] and [[Rekon]].'' 
 
These rolling waves that break upon the shore, 
Sometimes pulling, sometimes reaching, in a 
Cycle endless – so too does love endure, 
Though in motion, yet never quite the same. 
 
So too, sweet friends, may your love forever 
Push and pull you together, and make strong 
The loving bonds that all here now tether 
Between Mysty and her belov'd Rekon 
 
Let no pain or cold fear unlatch these hearts, 
Fair gods and goddesses of love divine - 
But keep them strong together or apart, 
And like the timeless stars, let their love shine! 
 
So raise a glass with me, dear friends, and cheer: 
Joy to our friends for all the coming years! 
 
===For Casimira===
''Context: Written for [[Casimira]] shortly after [[Tirost]] left the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
In all of nature's glory I have yet 
To find your equal, sweet friend, and never 
Shall, though I, like the bright [[immortals]], get 
To walk this wonderous world forever. 
 
For you are the true daughter of Kindness 
And Beauty, whose auburn hair and spark'ling 
Eyes do force Pain and Sorrow to their knees, 
Whose voice, to my wintry soul, calls up Spring 
 
And whose warm friendship thaws the biting frost, 
Calling, from the once frozen earth of my 
Soul, new life – fresh, green and with color tossed - 
Like wildflowers that in th' meadows lie. 
 
For when you pressed into my hand your key, 
It's like it all just fell away from me. 
 
===For a Friend===
''Context: Written for a friend, and never performed publicly.'' 
 
Many flowers no doubt your fingers brushed 
Since first you were full warned to leave them be, 
But from me now no warning loud, nor hushed, 
But wish for you to dance among them free, 
 
Save one that to me the gods did entrust 
To share only with the partner solely mine, 
Nourishing with love, care, and happy lust 
Grown in health and beauty transcending time. 
 
And let us meet together, friend, ‘neath sun 
Or shining stars, and you share of rolling 
Flower fields, and I’ll share the love of one, 
With one law only between us holding: 
 
Unless some single timeless love you seek, 
You from me all tender affection keep. 
 
==Odes==
===For Annais===
''Context: Written for [[Annais]] when she and [[Tirost]] were getting to know each other, and was performed in part at their wedding.'' 
 
O my friend Annais! 
How I thank the gods 
That you are not a [[human]], 
And I am no [[Kaldar]], 
 
Else there would be no other choice, 
But to summon all my skill, 
Seeking nothing but your heart 
To win forever with my quill! 
 
And when one day they’d find me, 
In some lonely, distant cave, 
Tomes they’d find beside my corpse, 
And they’d turn from page to page, 
 
And every word they find there 
Of my muse’s peerless verse, 
Would sing of all your virtues, 
Poets through out time would then rehearse 
 
All the poems that you brought to life 
Sung on high to kings and queens! 
And poor folks who found themselves in love, 
And find there ecstasy! 
 
But hidden in that timeless verse, 
Would hold a phantom pain, 
That one could never quite pin down, 
But feel it in one’s veins, 
 
For the poet who had penned that verse 
Would in a moment sacrifice 
All the verse he’d ever write 
To gaze at stars fast by your side, 
 
For nothing I could ever write 
Will get so near the mark 
To represent with petty words 
The living poem that you are. 
 
But the gods are full of mercy, 
And fate had us divide, 
You a lovely Kaldar, 
And I of human kind. 
 
===For the Celebration of Ilithi Culture===
''Context: Written and performed for the poetry contest at the Celebration of [[Ilithi]] Culture. This entry won first prize.'' 
 
I thank you for the privilege 
To sing my muse’s song 
Though I am not Ilithi, 
My heart belongs to one. 
 
So let me weave with verdant words 
A garland for this faire 
With every word a blossom 
For all of us to share. 
 
For though our past is checkered 
With drops of bitter blood, 
Between us all I do believe 
There is still hope for love! 
 
For heroes do I see here! 
With swords and bows and staffs, 
And healers and performers, 
with wits that make me laugh! 
 
And though Ilithi culture 
Is more than any single race, 
Let me sing of elven folk 
Who shape our current age, 
 
For when dread forces seek to march 
Folk in chains do they prefer, 
It is a warrior’s honor 
To cast spells with [[Mordimer]], 
 
And after hard fought victory, 
Drink a cup of something strong, 
With charismatic [[Synamon]] 
While [[Allye]] sings a song! 
 
Or debate a magic theory 
With [[Voyle]] or [[Kehlbins]] wise, 
Or take my wounds to [[Kaelie]] 
When I cannot find my wife. 
 
And [[Lydena]] and [[Bellicia]] 
Make sure we’re never bored, 
They share artistic genius 
Like no others in the world! 
 
O folk of fair Ilithi! 
And this city, brilliant [[Shard]] 
May gods rain upon you blessings! 
May you shine ever like a star! 
 
Let not the past our future dim 
With prejudice and hate, 
But dream what we together 
United will create! 
 
And when we’ve come together 
We've been nothing less than great 
And these fair times we live in now 
Are Elanthi’s golden age! 
 
===Champions of the Joust===
''Context: Written to celebrate the champions of the [[423 World Jousting Tournament|World Jousting Tournament]], and performed at the awards ball.'' 
 
They say that once, in depths of time, 
Four [[moons]] had graced the sky, 
Until the [[World Dragon|dragon]] from one burst 
To feed on all Elathi's life, 
 
But for the song of [[Peri'el]], 
The notes of history, 
That in a flowing, epic verse 
Keeps the dragon held in sleep. 
 
O, you mighty jousters! 
Who like the thunder's bolt, 
Or a crashing, frothy wave 
That breaks upon the shore, 
 
Exert such force and beauty, 
Buttressed by your skill, 
And that of your most trusted mount, 
Bound together in one will! 
 
You who are world champions, 
And all those who held th' lance, 
You add a verse full perfect, 
And Peri'el's song advance! 
 
Lo, you mighty champions! 
Hold your heads up high! 
Your deeds with timeless glory shine, 
Your names forever bright! 
 
===The Sword of Squanto===
''Context: An [[Anjinson|anonymous benefactor]] commissioned a [[haralun]] bastard sword for [[Tirost]]. The following was written for a story telling event put on by the [[Order of the Black Fox]]; however, it was never performed publicly.'' 
 
Sing! My dancing, happy muse, 
Of this, my fearsome sword, 
How it began a flaming ball 
And through the heavens soared, 
 
Till breaking deep into the earth, 
Ore waiting to be mined, 
Till someone dug it from the depths 
And to [[Squanto]] did provide 
 
There he beat the precious ore, 
Sparks from it flew once more! 
Blazing with his hammer's stroke 
Until perfect in its form. 
 
Then Squanto passed his masterwork 
To the merry [[gnome]], 
[[Tinkery]] is what she's called 
And from Tinkery my own. 
 
And this might be the history 
Of my peerless blade, 
But in truth, sing on my muse, 
Of what's hidden in the shade, 
 
For someone paid a heavy price 
For me to wield this sword: 
Their identity is hid from me, 
So Tinkery has sworn. 
 
So through a hidden person's love 
My story is enriched! 
And so my quest to spread that love 
Will never end while I exist! 
 
===For Betlind===
''Context: Written for Betlind upon the occasion of achieving the 200th circle in the Paladin guild.'' 
 
I sing a song of Betlind, 
The knight of many deeds, 
The dread of devouring evil, 
A light to those in need. 
 
Her hammer smites her enemies, 
Or forges sturdy mail, 
Her stokes with fire sparkling, 
Her skill beyond compare. 
 
In speech she's kind and courteous, 
But her will is haralun cast. 
Countless many lives she's saved. 
Her shield Death cannot pass. 
 
Elegant in courtly dance, 
In battle, inspiring. 
Her tachi like a lighting flash. 
Her smile like blooms of Spring. 
 
The one who fell so long ago 
Before young Betlind's eyes, 
With the gods now raises cup 
To cheer her full of pride! 
 
At inns they chant her name aloud, 
And drink to her good health. 
Stories of her deeds they tell 
To wreath her in renown. 
 
Though no circle yet remaining 
For true Betlind to ascend, 
Let her time spent here among us 
Not soon reach its end. 
 
===For Selame and Akeiro===
''Context: Written for Selame and Akeiro for their wedding celebration.'' 
 
Some friends I've met while training 
Have shown me many things: 
How to effective magic use, 
And what snacks are fit for kings! 
 
They have wondrous humor senses, 
And wit and spirits high, 
Yet when called to fearsome combat, 
None can their skill deny, 
 
And now like stars and evening, 
Like the sun and cooling breeze, 
Or sprinkles on a doughnut, 
The gods have brought together these 
 
Gifted Prydaen warriors, 
In bonds of love and trust. 
May it ever bring them happiness, 
When times are good, or when they're bust, 
 
For few things are more precious 
Than a partner in the world, 
To walk through all the seasons, 
And snack-filled cloths to then unfurl 
 
Therein that moment's perfect spot 
To watch the setting sun, 
The glinting of the diamond stars, 
With two souls joined as one. 
 
==Ballads==
===The Ballad of Lasika===
''Context: [[Tirost]] interviewed [[Lasika]] in [[Dirge]], and asked her about if he could hear of one of her greatest adventures. He develped the following ballad and performed it as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O sing, my dancing, happy muse, 
Whose feet on sunshine tap 
Of tales from hapless Lasika, 
Who goat’s milk loves to lap, 
 
Begin the tale in days gone by 
‘Fore Lasi’s mane was shaved 
When missions she and all her team 
Fought for matters then most grave. 
 
Though Lasika and her trusted friends, 
Of [[Prydaen]]s and [[Rakash]], 
And others who perhaps like me 
Came from different stock, 
 
Tracked a dang’rous [[necromancer|necroman]] 
Through paths of [[Therengia]], 
But spent more time with drink at Inns 
Than in fights for [[Kermoria]], 
 
If Lasika you’ve seen or met, 
You know she has great charm, 
But then she was, or so I’m told, 
One to raise alarm 
 
From all true folk of virtue, 
Who felt the tug of lust 
For the stories of her in those days 
Would make the maidens blush! 
 
And while drinking with her mates 
One night, by an abby at an Inn, 
She met a gorgeous Rakash gal 
And seduced her with her grin – 
 
Or, my happy, laughing muse, 
Had it more to do with drink? 
But let us not split many hairs, 
For she left Lasi with a wink. 
 
So late that night, swift Lasika 
Took her hook and rope, 
And scaled the wall that stood between 
Her and the heart she'd smote. 
 
And crept she through the abby 
Where her lovely Rakash slept, 
And swiftly through the abby's halls, 
Into her lover's bed she swept. 
 
Waking with her soft caress, 
Lasi took her lover's hand, 
And the two then made their way 
To make good on Lasi's plan! 
 
O radiant muse, who sings all things, 
Hint but do not tell! 
Of all the wild, passionate things 
Which that night befell 
 
Those lovers sweet in moonlight, 
'Tween Pryd'n and Rakash 
That but for the empath's touch 
Would still mark Lasika! 
 
And when the morning sun arose, 
And the abby stirred to life, 
What Las had thought a storage place 
Was the abbots chambers nigh, 
 
And though deaf to all the night before 
The impassioned, wild cries 
Still, though old, the abbot had 
The working of his eyes, 
 
And he took Lasi by the ear 
And cast her out from there, 
But she regretted not a bit 
What she and her lover shared. 
 
O thank you, brilliant Lasika 
For the food you feed my muse! 
She hopes to do you honor 
With this song we sing for you! 
 
===The Ballad of Galain===
''Context: [[Tirost]] was raised on stories of the legendary Warrior Mage [[Galain]], and he wrote the following ballad as a way to celebrate and remember him. The following was preformed by Tirost and [[Casimira]] as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Lover's Day Celebration.'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O sing! My gentle, happy muse 
Of a time ago long past, 
When Galain wandered far and wide, 
A mage which none surpass! 
He stood before the North East Gate, 
The [[Crossing]] under seige, 
By orcish raiders armed with rage 
To crush our happy state. 
Galain whispered magic words, 
and traced a 'metric sign, 
And swung with all his eleven grace 
A blade that severed life! 
Many foes he put to death 
To keep the people free 
But faced he then the ugly, 
The orcs's greatest chief. 
Through fire blasts and lighting, 
Like [[Saragos]] loves to cast, 
Galain harnessed all his mana 
and with his sword he danced. 
The chieftain was too mighty, 
And gave a belly laugh: 
To drag away Galain's dead corpse 
Would be his triumph bad! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But then there came a music! 
Quite soft it was at first, 
Like the gentle woodland breeze 
Or sound of lapping sea - 
But rising like a breaching whale 
The aria swelled more, 
And from behind this fearsome orc 
Liana let her arrow soar! 
It plunged into the orcish neck, 
And fell him to the ground, 
And Liana quick to Galain sprang, 
Inspired by the sound 
Of her voice which saved him, 
And though his Elvish pride, 
She helped him stumble to the door 
Of the empath guild hard by. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O, who are you lady? Who have saved my life, 
With auburn hair and hazel eyes 
I've never seen your like. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But the sun was setting, 
And [[Yavash]] ruled the sky, 
And quickly turned she from him 
And left without goodbye. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
As soon as he recovered, 
Galain sought her far and wide. 
His trusty familiar searched her 
Wherever she might hide. 
One day the familiar found her, 
by a sacred pool, 
And Galain sped to be there, 
And learn all that he could. 
Who are you, noble lady? 
Whose voice is sweet and strong, 
Whose bow and skill has saved me, 
But who from me turned and run? 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Stay back, good War Mage Galain, 
For know you not my curse! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
I do not care! cried Galain - 
Not scared of magic black - 
But I pledge you now my only heart, 
And never take it back. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Through hazel eyes then filled with tears, 
Liana smiled at Galain, 
For long she'd sought a partner, 
Someone for whom to sing. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
He took a rose that grew nearby, 
And offered prayers to gods, 
And bonded with Liana there 
At the sacred bog. 
Now tell me of this evil curse 
That presses on your heart; 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Said she then, it's the worst thing, 
Each night I become a [[shadowling]] - 
But this choice I freely give you, 
Partner of my life, 
Would you like me handsome fair 
In the darkness or the light? 
If you wish me fair by day, 
You'll be the envy of your friends 
Whom my charming graces 
Can never then offend. 
Or by night, my love, I may be fair 
For you alone to know, 
But all your friends will in the day 
Laugh as I blurp and drool, 
Regurgitating foulest trash 
As all shadowlings must do. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Galain stood and pondered, 
Showed the essence of his heart: 
I cannot say for you, my love, 
Which would better be. 
You must choose which form to take 
To live most happily. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
She pulled him in and kissed him! 
And tears she happy shed, 
For then the curse was broken, 
For her true love she had met! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Together ever after, 
They of truest bond 
Fought together often, 
And enjoyed good many songs! 
And when their time had drifted 
Past their mortal skein 
They walked the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]] together 
Into realms unseen! 
 
===Duet for Enwah and Nuvalli===
''Context: Written by [[Tirost]] for the wedding of [[Enwah]] and [[Nuvalli]] at the [[House of the Floating Reed (location)| House of the Floating Reed]] in [[Shard]], and performed as a duet with [[Casimira]].'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
All alone is how I used to feel when then I'd raise my eyes, 
And gaze in wonder on a winter's night upon the starry sky! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Yearned I for a partner when I'd raise my eyes above, 
And felt I like a meteor, alone, and without love! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
And slowly did my feet then tread under [[Xibar]]'s gloam, 
For no comfort could I summon then, no you to call me home. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And cold were then my fingers blue that knew no lover's touch, 
Like a naked tree that stood against a winter's gust! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
But O! when then I met you, Love, a fire lit my eyes! 
And all about you seemed to glow - an aura seemed to rise! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And all the words you spoke to me were a comfort I'd not known, 
They made me want to know you deep, and keep you for my own! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
The stars did wheel above us bright as the seasons turned and past, 
And each time that I could meet with you, I prayed the strength to ask - 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Anything of me, my love, you need only say the word, 
For if you felt my beating heart, you could only be assured - 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
That I could never leave you, Love! You are the world to me! 
And I should be the soul of joy if my wife you should be! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And will you be my husband, Love, the partner of my life? 
To walk with me now hand in hand through happiness and strife? 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
By the gods, I swear it now! My love shall never bend! 
And when in time you walk the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]], I'll be there at it's end. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And when some other lonely souls look upon the starry skies, 
There they'll find our constellation bright, a brilliant, holy guide! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
To grace with light our skies of night and teach then for all time, 
The joy that you have brought to me since our lives have intertwined! 
 
===Ballad of the High Priestess===
''Context: [[Tirost]]'s familiar, Pangovin, witnessed the murder of several novice warrior mages outside the tower in the [[Crossing]] from someone in the shadows. When Pangovin challenged the murderer, [[Nuskaro]] revealed himself, and shortly after High Priestess [[Khaelyn]] appeared and engaged the necromancer. Tirost composed this ballad as a tribute to Khaelyn's valor. The poem was performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
Like a moggot in a corpse, 
Like a sickness getting worse, 
Like a rat that spreads disease, 
The [[necromancer|necroman]] Nuskaro creeped 
 
To the warmage tower high, 
And murdered many with a sigh - 
So bored and lonely with that life 
For all good things he sacrificed. 
 
Then, like a candle in the dark, 
Like a breeze when lost at sea, 
Like the singing of my heart, 
Like the autumn light through trees, 
 
Came radiant Khaelyn, robed in white, 
Unafraid, with power blessed: 
Her keen eyes flashed and sought with wrath 
The one who those of life bereft. 
 
Behind her came a shouting mob, 
With torches chanting, 'Bring him down!' 
Khaelyn raised her fairest hand, 
And gestured at the necroman, 
 
But Nuskaro, wreathed in magic black, 
Dispersed the light and would have laughed, 
For his [[risen|arisen]] then attacked, 
But Khaelyn was not driven back! 
 
O! Her skill in combat fierce! 
Though blows were smote by minion cursed, 
Khaelyn moved with grace and strength, 
And Nuskaro failed to ascertain 
 
The emboldened crowd that hemmed him in, 
Whose courage flared to watch Khaelyn, 
The Priestess High of King [[Meraud]], 
Who from his thrown gave regal nod, 
 
To see his chosen one full raze 
This terror from fair Elanthi's face. 
The crowd upon Nuskaro fell, 
As Khaelyn dueled the rotting shell, 
 
They dragged the fallen [[Olvi]] lost 
To th' Temple to pay for all he cost 
The people free who suffered most, 
But for Khaelyn could no justice boast, 
 
Yet let all who hear my soaring song 
Raise a cup for Khaelyn strong! 
For all peace, and love, and happy strains 
Follow in fair Khaelyn's train! 
 
Her deeds now join the timeless song 
To inspire those among us young, 
And time shall not forget the elf 
Who forsook not those who sought her help! 
 
===The Battle of Therenborough===
''Context: Composed after the battle between the [[Theren Guard]], along with its allies, and [[Viggu]]'s forces that took place near [[Therenborough]]. The ballad was not performed publicly.'' 
 
O divine [[immortals]]! 
That gaze on all below, 
Listen to this muse-born song 
Of [[Therengia]]'s heroes! 
 
For never will cold terror, 
Freeze burning hearts as these, 
That stood before fell Viggu's clan, 
And made the orc hordes bleed! 
 
For many in that company 
Led by fearless [[Klurn]], 
Could acting on their courage high 
The tide of battle turn - 
 
Yet working all together now, 
The flower of the North 
Allied with friends of Southern realms 
Put th' orc hordes to the sword! 
 
Among them was cold [[Whiteburn]], 
Whose bloody wrath was sate 
On countless orcish soldiers fierce 
Who fell with screams of pain! 
 
And the master of high lunar spells, 
The brilliant [[Arimane]], 
Saw that none of orcish filth 
The [[Theren Keep|Keep]] would ever stain! 
 
And [[Mazrian]] and [[Perune]], 
The pillars of my guild, 
Had slain so many orcish brutes 
We feared th' [[Starry Road (plane)#The_Red_Spiral|spiral'd]] over fill! 
 
Glorious [[Felicini]]! 
And the life mage [[Karathor]] 
Protected [[House Theren|Theren's]] people 
With strength unmatched in lore! 
 
And to the fray my shadow lept, 
To slay the fearsome chiefs 
Though Glory may not speak her name, 
In orcish blood she's seeped, 
 
For never will foul Viggu's hordes 
Set [[Therengia]] to flames 
So long as the deadly [[Ruea|Drister]] pair 
Walk our [[Plane of Abiding|hallowed plane]]. 
 
[[Crobin]] and [[Heartsfyre]], 
Of families renown, 
Saw the [[Gyfford|Baron's]] foes advance, 
And quickly tore them down! 
 
And all my peers from [[Zoluren]] 
[[Taevish]], [[Shaeun]] and [[Elphierose]] 
Whose courage blazes with a steadfast light 
Whom the gods themselves now know! 
 
And as the orcs fell screaming, 
Cast down in terror and defeat 
The name of [[Raeyel]] was whispered 
And the remainder shook with fear, 
 
For thanks to th' empath [[Qiyan]], 
And the Ranger elf [[Maltris]], 
The greatest hopes of orcish hate 
Were smashed to crumbled bits. 
 
Though I lack the voice to sing all those 
Who came to lend their aid 
To the people of Therengia 
And defy the orcish raid, 
 
Let the souls of all these heroes 
Burn with honor and with pride! 
For never shall our freedom fall 
While such heroes are alive! 
 
===The Ballad of Kaelie and Mazrian===
''Context: Performed in the the [[Crossing]]'s Empath Guild to commemorate the love of [[Kaelie]] and [[Mazrian]], and the final defeat of the [[Elpalzi]] leader [[Geva]].'' 
 
Sing! timeless muse above, 
Of a time not long since past, 
When Geva unleashed the dogs of war, 
And widows wailed in voices sad! 
 
And but for that soaring triumph 
Of a bright all ruling love! 
A darkness would still cover all 
And in labor we would drudge 
 
For th' Elpalzi were held captive 
Knives held to throats of all their kin 
Save for traitors like cold Geva 
Who reveled in her horrid sins 
 
And sought to bury thoughts of freedom 
Under the master's lash 
And sacrifice our homeland 
To that which stained all [[Zaulfung]] black. 
 
She gave the fearsome order 
And assassins dashed to slay 
Many of our brave defenders 
Whom her designs would sure delay. 
 
Huge was then her army, 
And dire were their arms, 
Bold Geva feared her nothing, 
And to the Crossing raised alarm! 
 
For lo! She seemed death's shadow! 
A force that none could stop 
She taunted us from hiding 
And dread was felt by all. 
 
But for all her twisted cunning 
And all her borrowed might 
She failed to perceive the consequence 
Of facing those two lovers bright! 
 
And in her oozing hubris 
That makes [[Zehira]] seem a lamb 
Crept she to the empath's guild 
To spread death and mayhem 
 
And there she whispered horrid lies 
And promised freedom's death 
Which reached the ears of brilliant Kaelie, 
The one called Daemondred. 
 
While Geva's loathsome magic 
Shrouded her from mortal sense, 
Kaelie's mind was lucid 
And found she quick [[Constanze]] 
 
A thought to her nearby husband sent 
The lord of war and spells, 
To lie in wait for Geva 
Whom she soon would then expel, 
 
And Kaelie told good Constanze 
'Geva is within 
Banish her with your magic, 
And she will fall to Mazrian!' 
 
Constanze wasted not a second, 
For few she trusted like bright Kae, 
And uttered words of magic 
And sent Geva on her way! 
 
Blasted onto the Crossing street, 
Geva barely raised her head 
Staring at her like a starving wolf 
Was Mazrian Daemondred! 
 
Lighting crackled from his fingers, 
And storm winds stirred his hair, 
Geva lept then to her feet, 
But 'fore she could seek her lair 
 
The elements were upon her, 
From Mazrian's deadly hand! 
Cutting winds they gashed her fur 
And lightening lept at his command! 
 
Geva, in that moment, 
For all the dread she'd wrought 
Learned that all her machinations vast 
Would soon all come to naught! 
 
For the courage of two lovers, 
Who long had grown in trust, 
In walks through all the vales and hills 
Found liking turned to love - 
 
Proved again, and for all time 
That all the threats and murder cold 
Wrought by those without a heart 
Will by true love be overthrown! 
 
And so the skein of history 
Receives a gorgeous span 
From the love of brilliant Kaelie, 
And her Mazrian. 
 
===Return of the Stars===
''Context: Written after the rescue of [[Navesi]], [[Ayrell]], [[Miskton]] and [[Mazrian]] from the [[Heralds]] and published in [[Berries & Ink]].'' 
 
Lonely was the sky, bereft of those luminous children 
That ever through the heavens danced in bright array, 
Stolen, like the luminaries of the world below, 
By ancient powers of a forgotten age. 
 
Held, but not forgotten were those glor'ous stars, 
And folk who for their dauntless courage bright, 
Seeking boldly the gods' good order to restore, 
Bereft of hearing, touch and sight. 
 
Yet memory lived of those bright lights! 
Nor did the gods of those who yet remained, 
Mourning the loss of ones they loved, 
Forsake them to a hopeless fate, 
 
For above there wove like tailors' thread 
Through the lightless fabric of the night, 
The scorpion of the Void's High Lord, 
And into lonely cells a portal pried. 
 
Where like a crashing wave of Nature's wrath, 
Came those who will to force not bow nor scrape, 
Who risk their souls for life and hope, 
And whose valor helped their friends escape. 
 
Amid a flaring, brilliant burst of light, 
Those, once taken, now were free! 
And above the sparkling banner spread 
Unfurled by faith, by love, and daring deeds. 
 
==Hymns==
===Hymn of the Raider===
''Context: Composed after the raid on [[Maelshyve|Maelshyve's]] Fortress organized by [[Anduwen Watch]]. The hymn was performed privately at the altar of [[Meraud]] in the [[Crossing]].'' 
 
I sing of living heroes 
and demons locked in strife, 
Some who radiant deeds performed, 
And some in shadows holding knives. 
 
Deep in Maelshyve’s fortress, 
The demon’s cult designed 
To make their mistress manifest 
With a human vessel there to bind. 
 
In league with [[Jeihrem|Jeihrem's]] chosen, 
The [[Necromancer Guild Visions#Sunday_Feb_12_Vision|Tallnah]], Queen of Dread, 
And the Necro Lord called [[Xzean]], 
To our [[Plane of Abiding|plane]] the greatest threat, 
 
Yet for all their potent malice, 
And power from evil spawned, 
The heroes of Elanthi rose 
Like the light of breaking dawn: 
 
Calls for help were issued, 
And in council Wisdom dwelt. 
Like a beacon to our wayward souls, 
[[Hodierna|Hodierna’s]] presence all there felt, 
 
And when the appointed time had come 
Under [[Riverhaven|Haven's]] Temple's vault, 
A host of every kind arrived 
Against Maelshyve to revolt. 
 
To aid the daring effort, 
Friends in the Temple prayed. 
Their holy voices rising up, 
Souls sharpened as a blade. 
 
The host sought the hidden fortress 
Beneath twisted [[Zaulfung|Zaulfung's]] crust, 
Harried as we passed within 
By beasts and fiends corrupt - 
 
But the banner of [[Sebestyen]] 
Rose high against the dark, 
And while our stricken foes fell back, 
Lions roared within our hearts. 
 
Then like the blaze of heaven's stars, 
Another banner we perceived, 
And Power with [[Samsaren]] strode, 
With might and honor was he wreathed. 
 
Beneath such steadfast standards passed 
The host of many kinds, 
Led by the Elvish captain bold 
Till passed 'neath Zaulfung's shrine. 
 
Whispers crept upon us 
From Maelshyve's horrid tongue, 
And suddenly a roar burst forth, 
And claws cracked each our skulls! 
 
Finished might our quest have been, 
Had not [[Kaelie]] raised a graceful hand, 
And taken even fiercest wounds, 
Like water into sand, 
 
Or felt the touch of [[Zymi]], 
Or [[Karthor|Karthor's]] magic strong, 
And Death himself must hide his head 
From the empath's pride [[Qiyan]]! 
 
Soon we faced the dreary crossing 
Of an ancient, ill-wrought bridge, 
Where the song of bright [[Navesi]] rose 
And each felt her spirit lift! 
 
And other powers stood not idle 
As minions bent the knee 
For there are some who never kneel - 
Who stand upright and free! 
 
Among those few stood [[Jhien]], 
Whose name to demons is a curse, 
Knowledge high adorns his brow, 
And through his craft does power surge, 
 
And to the genius of [[Philosophers of the Knife|Philosophy]] 
My muse must bow her head, 
For never can our simple words 
Pay sufficient compliment 
 
To [[Yvela]] of [[Zoluren]], 
Whose mind shall know no peer, 
The seeker of the end of death, 
And Maelshyve's greatest fear, 
 
And several other shadowed names, 
Whose courage never waved, 
Who then refused to bow their heads 
To see this plane enslaved! 
 
Past the bridge we made our way 
In chambers dark as pitch. 
A unicorn did guide our way, 
And the fighting grew more thick, 
 
And in the fearsome melee, 
Rose the shinning shield of [[Sturm]], 
To guard against the deadly stroke, 
And the tide of battle turn, 
 
Who with blood and steel then etched 
His people's sacred creed, 
And proved immortal valor bright 
Not with words but deeds. 
 
There in the inmost chamber, 
Ciriasa near transformed, 
Maelshyve screeched with horrid joy, 
But the demon's hopes were scorned, 
 
For rising to oppose her, 
Came the greatest of our age, 
[[Mazrian]] and [[Saragos]] both 
With elemental power blazed! 
 
Joined by commander [[Perune]], 
And [[Ruea]], world renown, 
Whose wit and blade are sharper yet 
Than the style of her gown, 
 
Entoning holy hymns to gods, 
Blessed cleric of the [[Theren Guard|Guard]] - 
[[Sereze]] returned the brave to life, 
And broke death's fearsome jaws! 
 
There sang [[Maxwelinski]], 
Whose voice emboldens all, 
And [[Charlize]] the elven ranger swift 
Hunting freedom's foes to cull, 
 
And O! That sacred, holy light! 
Whom my verse must yet profane 
For never can my voice be just 
To the priestess high [[Khaelyn]]! 
 
That elf bedecked with glory, 
Whose kindness swallows pain, 
Whose handmaids Peace and Mercy are 
But whose strength yet guards our plane! 
 
All these blessed heroes, 
And the shadows living free, 
Cleared then the human vessel, 
And made the demon's spirit flee, 
 
For out of hidden knowledge, 
Came the means to cut the bond, 
Out of many labors born, 
And the chances seemed once long, 
 
Yet the valor of [[Kermoria]] 
Joined in force supreme, 
Shook off the threat of demoness, 
And in realms divine I've seen, 
 
The gods gaze down with tears of pride, 
And ancestors raise their cups, 
In their scared halls they sing, 
For the feats of those they love! 
 
To everyone who joined with us 
In shadow or in light, 
On the field of battle hard, 
Or in the temple to recite 
 
Prayers to aid in freeing all 
Our people from the threat 
Of Maelshyve, wretched demoness, 
We are ever in your debt. 
 
===Hymn for Urrem'tier===
''Context: Written after the Immortals defeated the Heralds to stabilize the plane and performed at a vigil for Urrem'tier hosted by Jaelia.'' 
 
What recompense can we mere mortals 
Offer the great protectors of our people 
That stood vigil over us 
In spite of our fears and doubts? 
 
Can aught be offered, Urrem'tier, 
High Lord of Death, to praise the mighty 
Deeds performed in celestial worlds 
Of which I have only glimpsed? 
 
Though mortal, unblessed with long life, 
But, like an aster, do blossom 
For a brief season and depart, 
 
I fear death - that call beyond what is known - 
To perhaps sink fore'er into oblivion, 
Or pass my fiery dust to a future 
That I will not know. 
 
Yet do I offer these heart-felt words, 
Even unto the one who in the end 
Will take me from all I love. 
For without your help, O Lord, 
 
My own death was not my greatest fear, 
But the death of all - 
My family, my friends, my homeland, the beauty of nature, 
And the Immortal whom I am proud to serve - all erased, 
 
But you and your Immortal host rose in defiance 
Of those who, having wrought, sought to discard, 
And in doing so have cast into being 
A future filled with things precious and beloved, 
Beyond the falling of my petals in my season. 
 
Fear and uncertainty gripped me, 
And though friends supported me, 
I was weak 
In the trusting of my gods. 
 
Never again. 
For though death and suffering 
Be woven in the tapestry of this world, 
So too is beauty and love, 
 
And when my time comes, 
I will walk with you where e'er you lead, 
Nor begrudge the darkness 
That brings new generations into light. 
 
==Elegies==
===Asara's Elegy===
''Context: Written after the death of [[Tirost]]'s mother,and performed at her funeral held by the [[Tavern Troupe]] in the [[Crossing High Temple|Crossing's Temple]].'' 
 
Now that you have left us, 
I sing not to mourn your life, 
But remember you forever, 
And see you on the [[Starry Road (plane)|other side]]. 
 
You lived a life of service; 
You saved a wayward son; 
You've taught the lost of Zoluren; 
Your [[Lymira|daughter]] has grown strong. 
 
And when your spirit reaches 
The tall halls of [[Meraud]] 
By our family a greeting comes 
Loud thundering applause, 
 
Yet to be parted from you, 
Rends me somewhere deep. 
Some part of me goes with you 
And your company will keep. 
 
We miss your persistent questions; 
We miss the way you laugh; 
You loved to read us stories: 
The happy ones and sad. 
 
Farewell for now, Beloved. 
We shall meet again, 
Or if my faith be all in vain 
Still with me till the end. 
 

===The Quiet Rose===
''Context: Written after [[Ayrell]], [[Navesi]], [[Dantia]], [[Miskton]] and [[Mazrian]] were abducted while investigating [[Wild magic (concept)|wild magic]].'' 
 
A lively, din-filled tavern 
That with th' queen of flowers shares her name, 
Where surrounded with good company 
Shone Lady Ayrell in her reign, 
 
Her court of adventurers daring, 
Artists whose gifts in all hearts bloom, 
Warriors of transcendent power, 
And all that to her light were drawn 
 
Have faded into memory. 
Here slants a yellow light. 
Now quiet save the publican, 
Who 'gainst the bar reclines. 
 
Gone are merry voices. 
No new brandy lines the bar. 
A few Dwarves speak of catastrophe. 
A woman pulls low her shawl, 
 
Yet the Mountain Guard's Commander, 
And all Elamiri's Pride, 
Remains to us unforgotten 
If still out of sight. 
 
Gods grant her fortitude and strength, 
And us good guidance send, 
So the Rose instead of withered, 
Will be full of life again. 
 
==Epics==
===Light and Darkness===
''Context: Written after research on [[Lyras]] caused [[Tirost]] to believe that the [[Philosophers of the Knife]] played an important role in her downfall. It was originally performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O, radiant muse, with head unbowed, and 
Golden tresses furling in the wind, sing 
Your lovely song. Seduce with pregnant words 
The myriad folk of these fair realms – 
Besieged by the dead – or undead rather, 
Whose rotted flesh and villainous power 
Utter ruin would wreak upon us all, 
But for the work of those heroes bold, who, 
Clad in shining armor, shields, and wielding 
Dire arms lay down their life rather than 
Be slaves to tyranny. And, when slain, to 
Spite the greatest demonic magic, rise 
Again by grace of gods, for their valiant 
Service uncorrupt, not yet to dwell in 
Loathsome death, but through their faith live free! 
 
But not all heroes by holy light perform 
Their deeds, but some in shadows work, where no 
Less than their shinning counterparts slay those 
Who would free souls enslave, for freedom is 
Precious not only to those who love the 
Law, but to every sentient mind that 
Feels and chooses. Such dark powers that 
Against tyranny fight with every breath, 
Praise too, timeless muse, and let not their hidden 
Labors pass unsung, for by their fury 
And dark rage are lives of many preserved, 
And many horrid monsters into the 
Void cast forever. 
 
O muse divine! Whose radiant eyes 
Into the truth of things pierce, and piercing, 
Know, inspire these adventurers to 
Great deeds that one day may echo in 
Epic verse through the halls of time! 
And when our age comes to pass, let us in 
Happiness learn the truth: that our infinite, 
Beautiful, and myriad paths, though wracked 
With pain and sorrow, love and joy, share one 
Destination, bound together for a 
Short time, and then, perhaps, for all time, 
Or for none. 
 
==Lyrics==
===War Poet===
''Context: Written and performed for the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner during the [[Post:The First Land Herald: Geva Dead Zoluren to Battle Elpalzi - 05/01/2017 - 00:04|Elpalzi Wars]].'' 
 
Each has a path to follow, 
While wand'ring through this life - 
Some will take to instruments, 
And some will choose the knife. 
 
As for me, a wanderer, 
Haunted by my muse, 
I will sing of everything 
From olden time till new. 
 
And every sentient passion 
That flows within our veins 
Will be the stuff of my song - 
Our highest joy and sharpest pain! 
 
And while the world must tremble, 
And feel [[Elpalzi]] dread, 
And rise up with most dire arms 
To face demons from the depths, 
 
I will walk through hills and dales, 
'Long rivers and through streets 
Singing with my starlit muse, 
Of the thrill of battle meet - 
 
For though I am a poet, 
Wreathed with laurel crown, 
The graceful dance of battle 
Enthralls me without bound! 
 
For to move with grace and strength 
This body from [[Meraud]] 
Or push the very limits 
Of all of magic's laws, 
 
Nothing is so thrilling 
Than to play the game 
That then requires all my skill - 
Life and death in balance hang! 
 
But in truth such martial bliss 
With love must tempered be, 
And even my dread [[haralun]] sword 
Must rest here in its sheath, 
 
For my muse loves the simple times 
As much as any great, 
The smiles passed between good friends 
Or a new one's hand to shake. 
 
==Drama==
===Opening Soliloquy from ''The Fall of Lyras''===
''Context: These are the opening lines of the verse play'' The Fall of Lyras ''written by [[Tirost]], and performed by [[Anjinson]] of the [[Tavern Troupe]] at the [[Yulugri Wala]] Theatre in [[Arthe Dale]].'' 
 
So secure these bleeting sheep 
Though they know nothing of the deep 
That lies beyond this [[Plane of Abiding|plane abiding]] 
Where fearsome demons hunt and creep. 
Though errant fools have killed me once 
This new found power I now flaunt 
From greater being than [[Meraud]] 
Shall blaze across this world I haunt, 
And cast I off my mortal cares 
Of mercy, hope and all that's fair 
And make this world a sacrifice 
And let creation taste of my despair!

Elemental barrage

2025-07-29T19:51:59Z

ARMAGNA:

{{GuildAbility
|name=Elemental Barrage
|guild=warrior mage
|prereqs=30th Circle, Quest
|slots=-
|diff=-
|type=pathway
|contest1=-
|contest2=-
|skill=Summoning
|path=Electricity
|desc=Barrage links a fully formed target matrix from a spell to a held weapon attack. The spell casts as normal, but the targetting matrix enhances the immediate strike as well as adding some flare for the element that you are aligned.
|buffs=No buffs
|debuffs=No debuffs
|dtype=No damage
|htype=No heal
|effect=Cast a TM spell in conjunction with a weapon attack
|messaging=Not enough charge: 
>barrage slice 
You are unable to muster the energy to do that.

Paeldryth's Wrath: 
>barrage lunge 
A quick gust of wind picks up from out of nowhere and quickly swirls about you. 
< Moving with incredible power and control, you lunge a short narrow-bladed halberd with a cambrinth-inlaid ironwood shaft at a granite gargoyle. A granite gargoyle fails to evade, failing miserably. The halberd lands a devastating hit that cuts a ragged line across the back. 
[You're adeptly balanced and in very strong position.] 
[Roundtime 7 sec.] 
You gesture at a granite gargoyle. 
The winds slam into a granite gargoyle. A granite gargoyle staggers back as far away from you as it can get! 
The complementary nature of the spell empowers you.
|abbrev=barrage
}}
==Notes==
* Elemental flare indicates bonus to melee attack was successful.
* Works with [[Strange Arrow]] from the [[:Category:Analogous Patterns Spellbook|Analogous Patterns Spellbook]], and all single target Warrior Mage TM spells except [[Aethrolysis]].
* Requires a fully formed target matrix to activate.
* Cannot be used while another pathway is active.
* Barrage uses a fair amount of your elemental charge for pathways. Approximately: A charge dances just below the threshold of discomfort.
* Attempting to barrage a nonexistant body part maintains the spell but uses up reserve when it fails.
* The Melee attack portion of barrage will attempt to continue through spelled induced stuns.
::''Despite wobbling from the stun, your greatsword continues on course.''

==Syntax==
{{com|BARRAGE}} {{tt|<maneuver>}}

==Attack strings==
The string indicating a bonus you see just prior to your attack will vary depending on the element of the spell you are aligned, as follows:
;Fire: Heatless orange flames climb your scimitar before winking out of existance.
;Aether: A shimmering silvery-blue glow quickly spreads from your hand to the tip of your scimitar, then quickly fades.
;Electricity: Tiny fingers of lightning course rapidly along your scimitar, disappearing almost immediately.
;Earth: Pebbles all around your feet jump quickly into the air and hover a moment, before falling back down.
;Water: A thin layer of frost quickly forms on your iltesh before just as quickly evaporating.
;Air: A quick gust of wind picks up from out of nowhere and quickly swirls about you.
{{RefAl}}
{{cat|Warrior Mage abilities}}

Aethrolysis

2025-07-29T17:12:14Z

ARMAGNA:

{{Spell
|name=Aethrolysis
|abbrev=-
|minprep=2
|castcap=50
|minskill=10
|maxskill=600
|minduration=-
|maxduration=-
|validtarget=Creature
|guild=Warrior Mage
|magic=Elemental Magic
|spellbook=Hylomorphic Sorcery
|prereqs=7 Water + Electric Spells (total)
|slot=1
|illegal=illegal, social corruption
|corrupt=hylomorphic corruption
|desc=Elementalist scholars know that everything in the Plane of Abiding contains a modicum of aether; therefore, in theory, so must any visitors if they are to exist here. Hylomorphic sorcerers go beyond that theory and many others: remove enough of the visitor's aether, and it is suddenly naked amidst a hostile reality. A Holy-mana blend, the Aethrolysis spell conjures a compound of electricity and water that laughs at the rules of either, harmful to creatures of extraplanar origin.
|buffs=No buffs
|debuffs=No debuffs
|dtype=Cold damage, Electrical damage
|htype=No heal
|poststring=No
|messaging=Non-corporeal Undead:

Your fingerbones phosphoresce hylomorphic blue as you gesture at a pale grey death spirit.
Drops of tarnished, metallic blue liquid fall sideways toward the grey death spirit. Flaring metallic blue with each impact, the grey death spirit's right hand at last comes apart like an ethereal flower! Grey shadow streams from the stump.

Corporeal Undead / Living:

The aether contained in the faenrae reaver is far too dense for this spell to destroy.
|sig=Yes
|diff=basic
|type=targeted
|ctype=battle
}}
* A TM spell against [[:Category:Extra-planar creatures|extra-planar creatures]] which includes [[Undead#Spiritual_or_Non-Corporeal|non-corporeal undead]]. Works on ghostly undead creatures like [[pale grey death spirit]]s, but not on corporeal undead like [[Faenrae reaver|faenrae reavers]]. It also works on [[Elemental_Planes#Elementals_-_Denizens_of_the_Elemental_Planes|elemental creatures]] like [[Scaly seordmaor|scaly seordmaors]] and [[Wind hound|wind hounds]].
* Casting this spell causes [[Hylomorphic Corruption]] and trains Sorcery and Summoning (but only when cast on extraplanar creatures that challenge the caster's skill).
* Casts have a chance to bounce. Each bounce gains a large, stacking boost to accuracy and damage.

{{RefAl}}

Guildfest 453

2025-06-07T16:00:52Z

ARMAGNA:

{{RTOC}}

==Overview==
A biennial [[Guildfest]] that is free to attend located south from the [[Theren]] gate. Additional information on the festival and events can be found by checking {{com|festival}} in-game. 

Various [[Therengian guide]]s may be found around the festival grounds that can assist you in navigating the area.

==Schedule==
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|-
!Instance!!Opens!!Closes
|-
|'''Prime''' || Friday, June 6, 2025 || Sunday, June 22, 2025
|-
|'''Platinum''' || Friday, June 6, 2025 || Sunday, June 22, 2025
|-
|'''Fallen''' || Friday, June 6, 2025 || Sunday, June 22, 2025
|}

==Subpages==
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==Special Events==

===[[Guildfest 453/Auction|Auction]]===
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|-
!Instance!!Date!!Time
|-
|'''Prime''' || Saturday, June 21, 2025 || 9PM ET
|-
|'''Platinum''' || Sunday, June 22, 2025 || 9PM ET
|-
|'''Fallen''' || TBD || TBD
|}

=== [[Guildfest 453/Glaes Spatula Cooking Competition|Glaes Spatula Cooking Competition 453]] ===
{|class="wikitable"
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!Instance!!Date!!Time
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|'''Prime''' || TBD || TBD
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|'''Platinum''' || TBD || TBD
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|}

==Location and Map==

Therenborough Fairegrounds: entry is a '''field''' that is found S, SE, SW from the outside of the [[Therenborough|Theren]] gate.

[[File:GuildFestMap_3.png|center]]

===Candies===
The following free, guild-themed candies can be found at the following locations:
{|class="wikitable sortable"
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! Room !! Bag !! Item
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!C
|dingy pouch set atop an irregular stone pyramid || {{sloot|i|glowering candy Warrior Mage}}
|-
!E
|hemp sack tied to the end of a barbed spear || {{sloot|i|dancing candy Barbarian}}
|-
!F
|silk pouch tied to the end of a broken telescope || {{sloot|i|robed candy Moon Mage}}
|-
!G
| silvery pouch atop a narrow ivory pedestal || {{sloot|i|armored candy Paladin}}
|-
!H
| ale-stained bag hanging from a wooden rack || {{sloot|i|smiling candy Bard}}
|-
!I
| brown canvas feedbag slung across a broken caravan wheel || {{sloot|i|winking candy Trader}}
|-
!K
| sturdy burlap backpack slung across the shoulder of a makeshift dummy || {{sloot|i|nondescript candy Commoner}}
|-
!L
| frayed bag hanging from the branch of a potted sapling || {{sloot|i|crouching candy Ranger}}
|-
!O
| grey pouch swirled with light and dark hues resting on a simple altar || {{sloot|i|praying candy Cleric}}
|-
!P
| pale gauze bag resting on a miniature white cabinet || {{sloot|i|bandaged candy Empath}}
|}

==[[:Category:Guildfest 445 shops|Shops]]==
{|class="wikitable sortable"
|-
!Room!!Entrance!!Shop Name!!Inventory!!Restrictions!!Shop Done!!Items Done
|-
{{fest|B|linked '''wagons'''|Bank of Therenborough, Festival Branch|Bank of Therenborough, Festival Branch|bank services tied to the Therenborough account||}}
{{fest|B|wooden '''wagon'''|Guildfest 453/Raffles|'''Jisi's Raffles'''|occasional raffle events||}}
{{fest|C|massive '''canvas pavilion''' capped with fluttering pennants|Imperial Pavilion||merchant consultations/[[Guildfest 453/Alteration sessions|alterations]]||N/A}}
{{fest|C|'''colorful wagon''' painted a myriad of cheerful colors|Nytingale's Instruments (11)|'''Nytingale's Instruments'''|Instruments and related supplies||No}}
{{fest|C|sooty '''tarp-covered shop'''|Pyromaniacs' Corner||naphtha holders; fire-themed weapons, shields, clothing|Rotating|yes}}
{{fest|D|series of sandalwood caravans|Guildfest 453/Auction|auction hall|||??}}
{{fest|D|sturdy '''grey''' canvas '''tent'''|As the Caravan Turns||caravan items||yes}}
{{fest|D|large '''canvas tent'''|Sebastien's Fine Print (2)|Sebastien's Fine Print|ledgers, ledger cases, contract cases|Traders|yes}}
{{fest|E|large '''cake-shaped tent''' with pink canvas awnings|Hunka's Delights|Hunka's Delights|cupcakes||yes}}
{{fest|E|'''umber tent''' draped with mammoth hides|Sound the Hunt (3)|Sound the Hunt|warhorns|Barbarians/Bards|Present, but needs checking by a Barbarian/Bard}}
{{fest|F|'''ticket gate''' with a sign on it|Faeries' Wheel||ride (game); 100 lirum||N/A}}
{{fest|F|'''octagonal building'''|Essential Sects Shop (3)|The Essential Sects Shop|divination tools||Yes}}
{{fest|G|'''brick shop''' with a large caravan painted on a wooden sign|Primp My Ride (3)|Primp My Ride|caravan exteriors|Traders**|Yes}}
{{fest|G|brightly '''painted wagon'''|Tisk's Wagon (4)|Tisk's Wagon|gnome-sized armor; weapons, containers, cambrinth, instruments, fluff, game|Gnomes|Present, needs checking by a Gnome}}
{{fest|H|vivid '''silvery tent'''|Bardic Journey (7)|The Bardic Journey|Bard-themed weapons, armor, cambrinth, clothing|Bards*/Traders*|yes}}
{{fest|H|'''massive''' oak '''caravan''' with a green-and-white striped awning|Natural Magic (2)|Natural Magic|[[cassava root]] items, foraging aprons, gourds (belt-worn containers), flower charms, life-attuned cambrinth|Empaths/Traders|Yes}}
{{fest|H|'''tattered tent'''|Web of Fate (4)|The Web of Fate|sanowret crystals, sigilbooks||yes}}
{{fest|I|'''huge wagon'''|Gemfire Mountains Leathercrafters||sheaths||yes}}
{{fest|I|massive '''azure tent''' capped with fluttering gold pennants|Inner Vision (2)|Inner Vision|guild-themed bindis (forehead gems)|Necromancers*/Thieves*|??}}
{{fest|I|blue '''velvet tent''' trimmed in strands of pearls|Marine Marvels (3)|Marine Marvels|pearls and ocean-themed jewelry||yes}}
{{fest|J|gaudily clothed barker|Ring Toss (2)|Ring Toss Game|game||N/A}}
{{fest|K|deep '''grey tent''' branded with a flying goshawk|Dark Knight (2)|'''The Dark Knight'''|???||Needs checking by a paladin}}
{{fest|K|deep '''crimson yurt'''|Gersvinda's Natural Studies (4)|Gersvinda's Natural Studies|anatomy charts and compendiums|Empaths/Traders|Yes}}
{{fest|K|'''inconspicuous drape''' painted with a familiar symbol|Darker Shade of Night (2)|Darker Shade of Night|clothing, containers|Thieves|yes}}
{{fest|L|rough '''wooden wagon''' covered in hides|Great Outdoors (5)|The Great Outdoors|engineering tools, outfitting tools, containers, Ranger-themed clothing, jewelry, and toys, fishing poles|Rangers/Traders|Present, needs checking by a Ranger}}
{{fest|L|trio of '''wrecked caravans''' clustered in a tight triangle|Illwind & Sons Lucky Disaster Salvage Co. (1)|Illwind & Sons Lucky Disaster Salvage Company|floaters, flower-themed jewelry|Traders|yes}}
{{fest|L|'''dilapidated stall'''|Magikul Stuff (2)|'''Magikul Stuff'''|Containers and cambrinth jewelry||No}}
{{fest|L|polished '''leather tent''' with russet silk pennants|Nahja's Knickknacks (4)|Nahja's Knickknacks|jewelry, armor masks|Rangers*/Traders*|yes}}
{{fest|M|gaudily clothed barker|Three Frog Monte (2)|Three Frog Monte|game||N/A}}
{{fest|N|large '''golden rotunda''' strung with decorative siegery figures|Besieged (2)|Besieged|Siegery Competition, Siegery sets, labeled Siegery competition gear||Yes}}
{{fest|N|reinforced '''ironwood wagon''' with a heavy steel roof|Crystal Pilgrim (3)|The Crystal Pilgrim|weapons, pilgrim's badges, prayer bead chains|Clerics/Paladins/Traders|yes}}
{{fest|N|well-oiled '''hide tent'''|Wandering Woodsman (5)|The Wandering Woodsman|Ranger-themed weapons, armor, clothing, jewelry, containers; trail maps||Yes}}
{{fest|O|mahogany-colored '''tapestry tent'''|Altared Visions||prayer bead chains, jewelry, bead carving||yes}}
{{fest|O|'''orange tent''' with purple stripes|Bunglefoot's Tent (1)|Bunglefoot's Tent|cambrinth, clothing, furniture, leather armor, jewelry.|Halfling*/Gnome*|Yes}}
{{fest|O|'''ramshackle booth''' set away from the main path|Sister Seendra's Salvation Station||weapons||yes}}
{{fest|P|beige '''canvas tent'''|Empath Emporium (4)|Empath Emporium|Empath-related fluff; shields, leather armor||yes}}
{{fest|P|tattered '''purple tent'''|Mind's Eye (2)|The Mind's Eye|G'nar Pethian clothing, scarabs|G'nar Pethian Moon Mages|Present, needs checking by a Pethian}}
{{fest|P|'''makeshift structure''' of tethered canvas hidden behind willow trees|King Fade's Back Alley Bazaar (2)|King Fade's Back Alley Bazaar|[[Fade weapons]]|Thieves|yes}}
{{fest|Q|'''driftwood wagon'''|Perpetual Blossoms of Mer'Kresh (3)|Perpetual Blossoms of Mer'Kresh|floral-themed items||yes}}
{{fest|Q|'''simple tent'''|Ties for Things (8)|'''Ties for Things'''|toolstraps; crafting belts; clothing||??}}
{{fest|R|'''colorful wagon''' strewn with ribbons and large bows|Auntie Phanie's Phancies (3)|Auntie Phanie's Phancies|containers, clothing, jewelry||yes}}
{{fest|R|'''long caravan''' pulled by black and white bears|Flowering Furniture (2)|Flowering Furniture|flower-themed housing items||yes}}
{{fest|R|airy '''white pavilion'''|Foraging Emporium (2)|The Foraging Emporium|herb containers that stack herbs by type||yes}}
{{fest|S|'''glowing portal''' surrounded with aethereal wisps|Mystical Machinations (2)|Mystical Machinations|spellbooks||??}}
{{fest|T|simple '''oak caravan'''|Beppo's (2)|Beppo's|insulting badges||yes}}
{{fest|T|feathery '''white tent'''|Skyward Bound (2)|'''Skyward Bound'''|wings||No}}
{{fest|T|rustic '''log wagon'''|Slice and Dice (2)|Slice and Dice|belt-worn skinning knives||yes}}
{{fest|U|gilded '''platinum tent'''|All the Gilded Loot|All the Gilded Loot|small autoloot containers||yes}}
{{fest|U|'''sanrisi wagon''' painted with colorful geometrics|Books of Binding|'''Books of Binding'''|elemental weapon customizers, neck-worn talisman containers|Warrior Mage|No}}
{{fest|U|colorful '''canvas tent'''|Delightful Decor||season-themed housing items||yes}}
{{fest|U|large '''semicircular caravan'''|Hide and Seek||item-hiding clothing and jewelry|Thieves*/Traders*|yes}}
{{fest|V|'''large''' green '''pavilion''' shaped like a dragon|The Book Wyrm (3)|The Book Wyrm|toys, containers, scroll cases, writing-items||??}}
{{fest|V|'''boxy stall''' painted to resemble a book|Crafty Covers|'''Crafty Covers'''|???|Trader|No}}
{{fest|V|'''azure''' painted '''wagon''' with a silk green banner|Inner Illuminations (3)|Inner Illuminations|soulstone accessories (including racial items), Paladin-themed rings|Paladins|Present, needs checking by a Paladin}}
{{fest|V|'''white wagon''' covered with painted symbols|Mighty Mage|The Mighty Mage|Warrior Mage and Moon Mage themed clothing, jewelry, and containers|Traders / Moon Mages/Warrior Mages?|yes}}
{{fest|W|web-covered '''black''' canvas '''tent'''|Arcayne Attyre (4)|Arcayne Attyre|wizard-themed clothing, toys, armor and weapons||yes}}
{{fest|W|'''run-down wagon'''|Just In Case (2)|Just In Case|talisman cases, containers||yes}}
{{fest|X|'''black tent''' lavishly trimmed with colorful silk scarves|Abu Hassan Ali ibn Bekar's Fineries (2)|Abu Hassan Ali ibn Bekar's Fineries|guild-themed clothing/jewelry||yes}}
{{fest|X|crimson-trimmed '''cedar wagon'''|Crimson Crane Couriers (3)|Crimson Crane Couriers|calling cards||yes}}
{{fest|X|'''elegant shop''' with a carved painted door and green awning|Sheer Beauty|Sheer Beauty|makeup||yes}}
{{fest|Y|smoke-scented '''grey tent'''|Kindled Spirit (7)|'''The Kindled Spirit'''|Pipes, tobacco, and tobacco containers||No}}
{{fest|Y|'''purple wagon''' painted with wispy clouds|Weather Beaters (4)|Weather Beaters|Color-changing clothing, weather themed clothing and containers||yes}}
{{fest|Z|crowned '''alpaca-felt yurt''' painted with pizazzy tridecagons|Akaterina's Cassocks||clerical robes||yes}}
{{fest|Z|'''colorful caravan''' festooned with flower garlands|All Tressed Up (2)|All Tressed Up|hair and beard accessories||yes}}
{{fest|Z|tall '''canvas tent'''|Somka's Skin Stylings|Somka's Skin Stylings|tattoos||yes}}
{{fest|Z|'''straw-thatch hut''' flanked by pots of celosia|Vocational Grace|Vocational Grace|Cleric-related items|Traders / Clerics|yes}}
{{fest|1|sturdy '''silverwood shack'''|Getting Back to Basics (5)|'''Getting Back to Basics'''|cambrinth, knives, containers, shimmer-items||No}}
{{fest|1|'''steelsilk pavilion''' flying colorful pennants|Merit Badges (5)|'''Merit Badges'''|pilgrim badges, soulstone items||No}}
{{fest|2|bright red tent|Gerkin's Apple Show||game (apple bobbing)||yes}}
{{fest|2|pair of '''adobe huts'''|Risty Business|Risty Business|ristes and half-handled ristes||yes}}
{{fest|3|green and white '''striped tent'''|Guildly Floors For Thought|Guildly Floors For Thought|guild-themed flooring||yes}}
{{fest|4|'''glass-paneled greenhouse''' with jasmine vines climbing along its walls|Juicy Loot (2)|'''Juicy Loot'''|jewelry with fruit-themed gems, clothing, fruit costumes||No}}
{{fest|4|'''wide tent'''|Two Doors Guild Fest|Two Doors Guild Fest|guild-themed doors||yes}}
{{fest|5|wooden wagon|Affair of the Art Annex|Affair of the Art Annex|guild-themed wall hangings||yes}}
{{fest|5|tidy '''pink shop''' with a sparkling silvery needle above the door|Dyeing to Stitch|'''Dyeing to Stitch'''|containers and clothing that can be dyed/embroidered, shimmer clothing, embroidery supplies/patterns||No}}
{{fest|6|large '''canvas tent'''|Loot N Flee (2)|Loot N Flee|Guild themed loot pouches, 20 items||yes}}
{{fest|6|ivy-covered yurt|Thorn and Thistle|'''Thorn and Thistle'''|Containers, bundling ropes with unique looks, weapons, armor, brawling gear||No}}
{{fest|?|gleaming ribbon-stripe dessert '''cart''' with a meringue-white umbrella|Dessert Cart|'''Dessert Cart'''|occasional [[Capture the Critter]] game||No}}
|}



Some shops are circle based for some guilds listed.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>Some rooms in the shop are open to everyone. 
<nowiki>**</nowiki>Anyone can enter, but only these people may buy. 
<nowiki>***</nowiki>Anyone can enter or buy, if they can find the area, but items may have in-game consequences associated with this guild. 
<nowiki>****</nowiki>Shop was moved ''after'' the event began. 

===Instructions for Editing Shop Tables===

Please do not check these columns unless you have personally verified the information.

'''"Shop Done" means''':
*All of the inventory and prices are listed
*Inventory and prices are for the current version (some shops have more than one version with different inventory or prices)
*Store At A Glance has been completely filled out (including the item types)
*All items have at least a basic link.
*'''Rotating''': This shop has rotating stock that may be missing.
*'''Limited''': This shop has limited stock that may have sold out before archiving.
*'''Please''' check shop inventory before confirming if inventory is accurate/complete
*'''Bolded''' shops have new and/or updated inventory.
*'''More''' shops may be added. Add to list when needed.

'''"Items Done" means''':
*Every item in the shop has been blue-linked and completed fully. This is now handled automatically by the template.

Use the following code for the shop list:
: <nowiki>{{fest|room|entrance|shop name (true name)|shop name (display)|inventory|restrictions|done?}}</nowiki>

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{{cat|festivals,Guildfest}}

Tirost/Logs/Visions-and-Heralds-Discussion

2025-04-14T17:04:12Z

ARMAGNA: Created page with "[Moon Mage Guild, Seers' Study] (2017210) The skylights above curve down to form the exterior wall of this wedge-shaped chamber, offering a breathtaking view of the western half of the city and Wyvern Mountain beyond. One interior wall is lined with sturdy bookcases, while the other features a large cork board next to a desk stocked with paper and writing implements. A complicated web-patterned mosaic on the floor converges on a black marble lectern near the crystal wal..."

[Moon Mage Guild, Seers' Study] (2017210)

The skylights above curve down to form the exterior wall of this wedge-shaped chamber, offering a breathtaking view of the western half of the city and Wyvern Mountain beyond. One interior wall is lined with sturdy bookcases, while the other features a large cork board next to a desk stocked with paper and writing implements. A complicated web-patterned mosaic on the floor converges on a black marble lectern near the crystal wall. You also see a frosty observer manifested as a sequence of ceaselessly falling raindrops, a frosty observer manifested as a series of swirling snowflakes, a frosty observer manifested as a trio of watery orbs orbiting one another, a Prydaen villager, an azure poplar tree and a comfortable chair with Elothean silk upholstery.

Also here: Citizen Miraeven, Light of the World Gwenddolyn who is surrounded by a corona of fiery light, Traim, Court Mage Miskton who is protected by a crazed black barrier, Lady of Elamiri Ayrell, Valynn, Priestess Aemaranth who is emanating a malevolent holy aura, Firehawk Casari, Mountain Lord Ezerak, Forest Sprite Lileath, Shield of Starlight Betlind, Veteran Apprentice Anuril who has a fiery visage, Heart Tender Kethrai, Soul Surgeon Zynell who is sitting, Healer Aerilia, Qetu who has a stony visage and Ryeka who is shrouded in ghostly flames.

Obvious exits: southwest.

Anuril chortles softly at some secret joke.

Aerilia hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.

You hug Aerilia who wraps her arms around you with a warm smile. A faint scent of fresh honey clings to her skin.

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

Ryeka ponders.

You smile at Betlind.

Kethrai says, "Perhaps that one's a metaphor."

Miskton says, "It was not too long after that when the announcement of Dokt's retirement came out."

Anuril gives Kethrai a gentle poke in the ribs.

Valynn appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Ryeka says, "Maybe."

Anuril says, "Not retirement, it's more of a pivot."

Anuril puffs away on his silverwillow pipe.

Ryeka nods.

A Prydaen villager appears to be doing her best to avoid drawing attention.

Traim chuckles.

Miskton nods to Anuril.

Aerilia says, "He has certainly earned the right to do whatever he wishes."

Ryeka chuckles.

Ryeka nods.

Kethrai nods at Aerilia, obviously agreeing with her views.

Valynn nods in agreement.

Casari asks, "Did he have to earn that?"

Aerilia says, "Though I miss the convenience of having all the patients there."

Aerilia grins.

Kethrai says, "Although from what I've tasted, his baking could use practice."

Betlind nods to Gwenddolyn.

Valynn grins at Aerilia.

Ryeka says, "I took a look at his baked goods. Um- they are a little expensive."

Ryeka chuckles.

Miskton says, "I've seen the cookies on display, though I've not yet tried any of them."

Valynn ponders.

Kethrai says, "He's no Thipbeet, all I'm saying."

Brenist just arrived.

Ryeka nods in agreement.

Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.

Anuril dryly says to Aerilia, "Some of them have started visiting the courtyard very... regularly."

Ryeka lets out a hearty cheer for Brenist!

Brenist smiles at Ryeka.

Aerilia nods to Anuril.

Valynn quietly asks Kethrai, "Perhaps an article in the next Berries edition is called for?"

Aemaranth says, "Not that expensive if one tips their healer justly."

Kethrai groans.

Kethrai quietly says to Valynn, "Not you too..."

Ryeka chuckles.

Anuril chortles softly at some secret joke.

Miskton chuckles.

Valynn grins at Kethrai.

Ryeka says, "Might be a little tough for youngsters, though."

Valynn quietly says to Kethrai, "I'll do the writing."

Valynn winks at Kethrai.

Kethrai casually observes the area.

Kethrai loudly says, "Everyone heard her say that."

Miskton says, "But yes, Dokt has certainly put in a lot of work. And it seems he finds this less stressful. Perhaps at least until the culinary reviews start coming out."

Anuril laughs!

Valynn begins chortling at Kethrai.

Ryeka chuckles.

You chuckle.

Anuril asks Miskton, "He's no veteran of the glaes spatula, eh?"

Gwenddolyn says, "I think his bakery is a front and he is laundering money."

Ryeka winks at Gwenddolyn.

Gwenddolyn chuckles.

Miskton says to Anuril, "That's how it sounds! I'm sure I'll have a chance to try his wares before long."

Valynn grins at you.

You smile at Valynn.

Valynn gets a wooden oak cask from inside her leather carryall.

Valynn moves a wooden oak cask to her left hand.

Anuril grins.

Valynn pours herself a pint of Peregrine porter from her cask.

Valynn offers you a pint of Peregrine porter. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

>accept

You accept Valynn's offer and are now holding a pint of Peregrine porter.

You laugh happily.

>applaud valy

Raising your Peregrine porter to Valynn, you give her a toast. Cheers!

Valynn pours herself a pint of Peregrine porter from her cask.

Valynn offers Aerilia a pint of Peregrine porter.

Aerilia accepts Valynn's Peregrine porter.

You say to Valynn, "One keg runs dry and another is opened, eh? Thanks, Val."

Valynn pours herself a pint of Peregrine porter from her cask.

Valynn grins at you.

You take a sip of the porter. Warm and spicy. It makes you tingle down to your toes!

Kethrai closes his eyes for a moment and grows still.

Valynn says to you, "You're welcome."

Valynn casually observes the area.

Miskton says, "Now, on to the visions that have been seen more recently... and I think we'll start with another one that I think we have a pretty good idea on."

Gwenddolyn whispers, "good to see you"

Miskton turns a page in his astronomer's journal.

Brenist glances outside a moment.

You smile at Gwenddolyn.

You whisper to Gwenddolyn, "You as well."

Valynn offers Anuril a pint of Peregrine porter.

Aerilia takes a sip of her porter.

Anuril accepts Valynn's Peregrine porter.

Anuril nods to Valynn.

Miskton says, "I saw a man dragging a corpse along a road, sweating with effort. The corpse bore several grotesque wounds, the left leg bent at an odd angle. As the man struggled a bit, drawing the occasional odd glance from merchants leading oxen and nods of recognition from adventurers, a few children playing in fields stopped to watch."

Valynn pours herself a pint of Peregrine porter from her cask.

Anuril sniffs at a pint of Peregrine porter.

Valynn nods to Anuril.

Miskton says, "Eventually, the man reached a crossroad, where a large vela'tohr thicket swayed in the breeze, the gathering spot for several individuals and travelers. The man hauled the corpse near the thicket, and stretched momentarily, rubbing his shoulder with a mild grimace. Pointing at the corpse, the man watched the thicket extend a branch to the battered body, and nodded in approval as the corpse's wounds began to knit shut. The vision faded."

Valynn offers Traim a pint of Peregrine porter.

Master of Fate Keemar just arrived.

Aerilia ponders.

Anuril takes a sip of his porter.

Traim accepts Valynn's Peregrine porter.

Traim bows to Valynn.

Traim takes a sip of his porter.

Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Ryeka nods.

Valynn smiles at Traim.

Miskton says, "Not long after I started seeing that vision, I heard word that Empath researchers had made some improvements to the spell pattern for Embrace of the Vela'Tohr."

Kethrai nods to Miskton.

Aerilia nods in agreement.

Anuril asks Miskton, "Have you refined your craft somehow, that these visions have become so very explicable?"

Anuril observes Miskton with fascination.

Ryeka exclaims, "Oooh!"

Miskton says to Anuril, "Oh, don't worry... we'll get back to the confusion soon enough."

Anuril laughs!

Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.

Valynn chortles softly at some secret joke.

Aerilia says, "I have noticed it's easier to keep tabs on my plant now, too. The researchers did good work."

Traim grins wryly.

Kethrai nods at Aerilia, obviously agreeing with her views.

Miskton says, "And the plants are now able to be directed to take wounds from the dead, helping with the process of getting them back on their feet."

Betlind exclaims, "Neat!"

Ryeka nods.

Valynn pours herself a pint of Peregrine porter from her cask.

Kethrai says, "I'm intrigued to see what the plants would do with the corpse of someone who they would not heal if it were living. I suspect they will heal nevertheless."

Aerilia says, "Good news for triage."

Ayrell smiles at Valynn.

Valynn offers Ayrell a pint of Peregrine porter.

Anuril observes Kethrai with fascination.

Kethrai says, "As a dead body is generally a dead body regardless of who, to us."

Anuril hopefully asks Kethrai, "Do you need a body to test?"

Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.

Kethrai looks at Anuril and sighs.

Anuril casually observes the area.

Kethrai rubs Anuril gently, massaging his muscles.

Anuril makes a grunting noise.

Betlind clucks her tongue and shakes her head.

Aerilia looks thoughtfully at Kethrai.

Valynn smiles at Ayrell.

Valynn offers Betlind a pint of Peregrine porter.

Betlind bows to Valynn.

Betlind declines Valynn's offer.

Valynn nods to Betlind.

Betlind exclaims to Valynn, "Apologies, not a drinker!"

Kethrai says, "For example, when we heal other Empaths, their reflected talent makes the process so easy that we don't even learn anything from it."

Betlind blushes a bright red color.

Valynn smiles at Betlind.

Kethrai says, "But when we heal a dead Empath, it's the same as healing anyone else."

Valynn quietly says to Betlind, "More for me."

Betlind snickers at Valynn.

Aerilia nods to Kethrai.

Betlind nods emphatically at Valynn.

Anuril takes a sip of his porter.

Ayrell smiles at Valynn.

Keemar's tail undulates lazily through the air.

Anuril quietly says to Valynn, "This is quite good."

Valynn offers Ezerak a pint of Peregrine porter.

Valynn smiles at Anuril.

Ezerak accepts Valynn's Peregrine porter.

Miskton says, "For the next vision... I think I should start by reviewing a vision we went over at the last meeting."

Miskton turns a page in his astronomer's journal.

Ezerak says to Valynn, "Thank you."

Kethrai angles his ears forward, gazing curiously at Miskton.

Aerilia tilts her head to one side.

Valynn quietly says to Anuril, "Specialty of the Ranger guild."

Raising his Peregrine porter to Valynn, Ezerak gives her a toast.

Ezerak takes a sip of his porter.

Miskton says, "With a hammering blow, I felt the air torn from my chest, and I found myself cast high into the sky. I swept past the approaching champions, flung beyond the furious gaze of beings I could not recall, and looked to silent stars, to the darkness between, seeing the now familiar bulges of nothingness writhing. A faint pulsing blue light flickered, shifted to a dull red, and vanished. The vision faded."

You raise an eyebrow in Valynn's direction.

Aerilia says, "Oh, right."

Aerilia furrows her brow.

Miskton says, "And now, more recently..."

Ryeka blinks.

Miskton says, "With a hammering blow, I felt the air torn from my chest and found myself cast high into the sky. Gazing past the moons, a bright point of blue light pulsed, a smudged bruise over a small patch of darkness. I steeled myself, ready, and felt the rage building behind the conceit of this abomination that defied the sequence, the stars themselves snarling in disgust, begrudgingly lending their support in the face of this paradox."

Valynn frowns.

Miskton says, "A bulge of nothingness wormed its way across my field of view, winding between the stars, blurring the blue light. The stars recoiled, refocused, and began to scream. The vision faded."

Traim tilts his Peregrine porter side to side, making the light play off it.

You let out a long, contemplative breath.

Ryeka acts puzzled.

Anuril makes a grunting noise.

Ershta Zehira just arrived.

Betlind ponders.

Miskton says, "Bulges of nothingness in the dark of the sky have appeared in a few visions in the past, though often seeming to be not quite the main subject."

Gwenddolyn asks, "Stars screaming?"

Aerilia frowns in thought.

Ryeka smiles at Zehira, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Valynn puts her cask in her leather carryall.

Zehira winks at Ryeka.

Anuril takes a sip of his porter.

Ezerak takes a sip of his porter.

Miskton says, "Now, though, it appears to take on a more ominous light."

You thoughtfully say, "And the blue light."

Kethrai asks, "A bright point of blue light, a smudged bruise over a small patch of darkness... Doesn't that sound similar to the early stages of the Involuted Passage's arrival?"

Ezerak whispers something to Ayrell.

Zehira gets a thin silver cigarillo case from inside her deathfiber carryall.

Zehira gets a long silvery cigarillo printed with glittery shooting stars from inside her cigarillo case.

Zehira snaps the top of her cigarillo case into place.

Zehira puts her case in her deathfiber carryall.

Betlind cocks her head.

Miskton says, "It does seem somewhat similar."

Zehira gets a diminutive tin magma viper from inside her deathfiber carryall.

Zehira points her tin viper at a long silvery cigarillo and a flame shoots from the creature's mouth, making the cigarillo quickly catch fire.

Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning silvery cigarillo.

Zehira puts her viper in her deathfiber carryall.

Ayrell nods at Ezerak, obviously agreeing with his views.

Zehira exhales reverently, easing the fragrant smoke through her lips so softly, you think she might be praying. The tantalizing scent of fresh purple iris emanates from the cigarillo as fragile tendrils fill the area with an airy, inviting aroma.

Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning silvery cigarillo.

Gwenddolyn says, "It reminds me of a reocurring sign like the bloodworm comet."

Aerilia asks, "The stars seem to dislike the blue light quite a bit, but not as much as the.. nothingness?"

Miskton says, "Based on the previous vision... My take is that the denizens of the Plane of Probability may be preparing contingencies for use against the Heralds. And while they are hostile to moon mages, they seemed grudgingly willing to work with me in this latest vision."

Ryeka ponders.

Betlind furrows her brow.

Aerilia gives a slight nod.

Miskton says, "However... In the last vision we also went past the Heralds. So it may be that there's yet another threat approaching from beyond."

Brenist ponders.

Miskton says, "Such as a return of the Involuted Passage."

Zehira raises an eyebrow in Keemar's direction.

Kethrai ponders.

Zehira asks in a Velakan accent, "Can I help you?"

Anuril asks, "Aren't its remains in the sea?"

Miskton says, "Exactly how the nothingness plays into that is unclear, but the stars did not seem happy about it."

Gwenddolyn says, "Or maybe something the Heralds are sending."

Zehira takes a long drag off of a burning silvery cigarillo.

You ask, "What are the stars grudgingly lending their support to? The light, or the nothingness?"

Keemar angles his ears forward, gazing curiously at Zehira.

Miskton says, "There's still some crystal from the Involuted Passage somewhere in the sea... but it itself just... left."

Kethrai nods to Miskton.

Keemar inhales a great swallow of air.

Zehira squints at Keemar.

Keemar slowly empties his lungs.

Keemar's tail undulates lazily through the air.

Miskton says, "To me, I think. I was steeling myself with rage against that point of blue light."

You nod to Miskton.

Zynell asks, "Could that rage indicate being in the perspective of the Heralds?"

Kethrai says, "The... bulges of nothingness. That is reminiscent of something we can see at the Planar Observatory."

Zehira waves her hand distractedly.

Anuril observes Kethrai with fascination.

You ask Kethrai, "Did we see something like that there?"

Kethrai says, "One of the planes that's visible. It's like a... sphere of darkness, nothingness, but bulging at the edges like something is trying to push its way out."

Anuril nods to Kethrai.

Zehira motions to Keemar.

You ponder.

Gwenddolyn says, "Remember previous visions we mentioned the possiblity of the fourth moon being restored somehow."

Ryeka ponders.

Kethrai says, "It's on the same... frequency? as the Spiritual Plane. My assumption was it was the Plane of Exile."

Miskton says, "There was a previous vision where the sky shattered, and the gaps writhed with bulges of nothingness..."

Aemaranth says, "The idea of things pushing their way out of celestial bodies isn't the most reassuring thing ever."

Gwenddolyn says, "Or maybe a new moon."

Keemar angles his ears forward, eyes bright with curiosity.

Anuril nods to Miskton.

Brenist gazes at Miskton.

Zehira peers quizzically at Keemar.

Keemar blinks at Zehira.

Gwenddolyn asks, "What is in the plane of exile?"

Kethrai says, "I'm afraid I don't know much, I've only found fragmentary notes referencing it."

Anuril gets a primrose chamois cloth from inside his silk backpack.

Anuril taps a stately silverwillow pipe with a cocobolo stem that he is holding.

Gwenddolyn says, "Interesting."

Zehira pulls an oversized pair of sunglasses with dark geometric lenses slightly away from her features.

Miskton says, "Possibly the source of at least some of the entities we call demons."

Anuril uses his chamois cloth to meticulously clean his silverwillow pipe.

Anuril puts his pipe in his pipe case.

Valynn whispers, "I sense an extraplanar incursion here. Is that yours or Anuril's?"

You whisper to Valynn, "Not mine."

Miskton says, "And speaking of things that seem possibly demonic, the next vision..."

Miskton says, "I found myself standing in the midst of a blasted plain, jagged rock and cracked mud stretching as far as I could see, kissed by a cold wind under a grey sky. I began to walk, though there was no color, no feature, and no life, to mark my passage. Something caught my eye, and I whirled in place, watching as a skeletal monstrosity made of razor shadow and hissing smoke gathered before me, an expansive toothy grin starkly contrasted against the otherwise dark form. Gathering into a cyclone, the form flung several shadow-hooks towards me, latching into my flesh and pulling me into its maw. I dug my feet into the ground, cutting my hands on the jagged threads of shadow, but felt myself dragged forward, forward, falling into the swirling shadow before me. I heard it laughing, and the vision faded."

Valynn whispers, "Is it war mage?"

Ryeka ponders.

You whisper to Valynn, "I'm not sure. I don't sense anything out of the ordinary."

Betlind shudders.

Traim says, "Reminded me of the shadowy collossus from the conclave however many decades back."

Zehira smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Aerilia frowns.

Kethrai angles his ears forward, gazing curiously at Traim.

Brenist raises an eyebrow.

Aerilia says, "That's truly awful. I hope to never see such a being."

Miskton says, "The thing seems similar to the creatures the figures in golden plate have been seen fighting in various visions, at least."

You ask Traim, "The conclave?"

Zehira says in a Velakan accent, "Reminds me of some things I've seen."

You nod to Aerilia.

Gwenddolyn nods at Miskton, obviously agreeing with his views.

Traim says, "Very large very deadly plane of probability creature, showed up at a moon mage conclave a long time ago."

Traim says, "Looked like that."

Aemaranth glances at Zehira.

Brenist glances at Zehira.

Ryeka blinks.

Zynell grins at Zehira.

Miskton gets a blackened steel umbral colossus from inside his utility belt.

Miskton shows you a blackened steel umbral colossus. A vaguely humanoid shape, the colossus has thick fingers which reach nearly to its feet. Two bony wings shaped from Katamba spinels on its back have a small switch between them. Although mostly featureless, there is a small opening at the level where a mouth might be expected.

You blink.

Ezerak takes a sip of his porter.

Miskton says, "It looked a bit like that."

Miskton grins.

Betlind chortles softly at some secret joke.

Zehira says in a Velakan accent, "The maw, the shadows, the skeletons, but doesn't mean it's demonic. Not everything that looks like that is demonic."

Gwenddolyn chuckles.

Aerilia nods to Valynn.

You nod to Miskton.

Kethrai says, "Hate to say it, but I agree. That feels more Plane of Probability than demonic."

You say to Miskton, "Does bear some resemblence."

Aerilia asks, "Is that really less preferrable?"

Zehira says in a Velakan accent, "Did not remind me of any demons I know of."

Anuril dryly asks, "Well it's not like anyone has been helping beings from the plane of probability enact their mysterious plans here on abiding, right?"

Anuril casually observes the area.

Kethrai says to Aerilia, "No, not necessarily."

Traim nods to Zehira.

Betlind begins chortling at Anuril.

You say to Anuril, "Or fruitlessly attacking any powerful beings from the Plane of Probability."

Anuril laughs!

You grin.

Kethrai says, "There are beings from Probability every bit as powerful and evil as any demon."

Miskton says, "Shadows aren't uncommon for beings from the plane of probability. Or even skeletal seeming creatures made from it. Smoke is a bit stranger there, thouhg."

Traim gives a slight nod.

Valynn nods to Aerilia.

A strange sense passes through you. Afterward, the area feels somehow more... normal than it did a moment ago.

Ryeka blinks.

Ryeka shivers suddenly, seeming less secure.

You whisper to Valynn, "I felt that. That was War Mage."

Betlind asks, "Smoke usually tends to show up as a theme with the golden plate visions you had mentioned though, aye?"

Betlind nods to Miskton.

Traim nods to Zehira.

Aemaranth ponders.

Miskton says, "It's one of the things the figures might be made from. Ice, smoke..."

Gwenddolyn says, "Like dry ice melting."

You ask Miskton, "Did that featureless, lifeless environment suggest to you the Plane of Probability?"

Kethrai says, "I've always considered the golden figures and the Bulwark to be protecting Abiding from all the other Planes. Not just the Void."

Betlind nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Zynell bows her head and mutters a short prayer in a hushed voice. Raising her head, she glances to the shadows with a knowing smile.

Miskton says to you, "I can't rule it out, though there haven't been too many good instances where we can be fairly confident that's what we were seeing, to compare."

Aemaranth chuckles.

Traim nods in agreement.

You nod to Miskton.

Zehira kneels down.

Zehira gives Zynell a smooch.

Zehira leaps to her feet!

Zynell babbles something incoherent at Zehira.

Traim says, "Certainly some paths in the astral plane that look very similar to that though."

Kethrai says, "It could be, literally, the Blasted Plain..."

Keemar chuckles.

Miskton says, "The creature did bear some similarity to something like an umbramagus or a shadow master, though."

You nod to Traim.

Traim takes a sip of his porter.

Kethrai points northeast.

Traim idly picks at a black seordstone talon eyebrow ring.

Traim grins wryly.

Miskton nods to Kethrai.

Gwenddolyn nods at Betlind, obviously agreeing with her views.

Miskton says, "I'm not actually sure what the area looks like, once you get deep into the desolation. I imagine there aren't many who do."

Brenist gazes off into the distance.

Zehira says to Zynell in a Velakan accent, "My favorite."

Kethrai says to Miskton, "I found a shield once that was engraved with a map of the place. Allegedly, I guess."

Zehira says to Traim in a Velakan accent, "Moonmage."

Zehira says to Aemaranth in a Velakan accent, "Cleric."

Zehira says in a Velakan accent, "No more in town."

Aemaranth nods politely to Zehira.

Zehira says in a Velakan accent, "People."

Zynell waves to Zehira.

Zehira nods.

Valynn jots down some notes.

Ershta Zehira traipses southwest.

Miskton says, "With the next vision... I at least know what I was seeing, but what it means is a bit trickier."

Miskton turns a page in his astronomer's journal.

Aerilia tilts her head to one side.

Anuril observes Miskton with fascination.

Miskton says, "A crystal globe sat atop a tall table, filled with a miniature ocean. Brilliant coral swayed in a circular current, picked at by small neon shrimp. A school of iridescent fish flitted in and out of nooks and crannies in the reef system, living tiny lives behind the glass. A long snout peeked from between some rocks, a row of double slit eyes staring at me through the glass. The creature seemed to grow, its long branched horns stirring the water, and its long body and many paddle-like flippers spiraling along the confines of the aquarium. The tank expanded and expanded, arcing far overhead, until I was looking straight up at the face of the leviathan, which stared at me passively. A long crack spidered along the surface of the tank, and the vision faded."

Zynell shakes her head.

Ryeka blinks.

Zynell says, "Rather ride one than be looking up at one."

Zynell nods emphatically.

Betlind grins at Zynell, her dimples flashing into view.

Ryeka says, "I would normally associate that with the Merelew."

Gwenddolyn nods to Ryeka.

Miskton says, "It could just mean that there's something that is an actual threat to the leviathans. But they aren't necessarily worried about."

Valynn glances outside a moment.

Gwenddolyn says, "Or perhaps the merelew will be coming to help against the heralds."

Ezerak says, "I don't know how much help any mortal being will be against them."

Kethrai says, "I don't know how mortal we can call a leviathan."

Zynell says to Ezerak, "We can distract them with shopping."

Miskton says, "The crack in the glass could be a threat to the ocean, or to the leviathans... or to us, if you think to the consequences of an aquarium of that size shattering above you."

Ryeka says, "Perhaps- but the Merelew mages have managed to create unusual magics."

Brenist nods.

Gwenddolyn nods to Ryeka.

Kethrai asks, "Well... An aquarium would be the, er... maritime version? of a garden, wouldn't it?"

Aerilia ponders.

Miskton says, "And there have been some tasks where mortals have been able to be of assistance to the leviathans. They've had some struggles with Drogor that some of you may have assisted with."

Anuril nods.

Ryeka nods.

Betlind nods to Miskton.

Kethrai says, "Perhaps that was something like a leviathan's view of the garden from ages past."

Miskton strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

Miskton says, "Yes, the idea of aquarium as a garden does seem to work, at least."

Qetu lightly asks in an Ilithian accent, "Can't an aquariam also be considered a cage?"

Anuril snorts, loudly.

Miskton says, "I'm not sure how much we can take from the leviathan just staring passively. Anything that would get one of them to actually panic would be... very bad, I think."

Qetu lightly asks in an Ilithian accent, "And their cage is breaking apart?"

Valynn jots down some notes.

Kethrai says, "The leviathan did seem to be struggling against the 'confines' of the aquarium, but... passively."

Aemaranth says, "With enough effort, anything could be a cage. You just have to know what to put into it."

Miskton says, "If it was anything other than a leviathan in this case, I think the idea of a cage would seem stronger to me."

Gwenddolyn nods to Zynell.

Betlind nods in agreement.

Gwenddolyn asks, "What about the visions of a caged star? Same concept but in the ocean instead of the sky?"

Qetu lightly says in an Ilithian accent, "Well, think of it more like a long term cage then, you need to keep the occupants fed, why not make it it's own little eco system."

Miskton says to Gwenddolyn, "Though the caged star struggled quite a bit more."

Gwenddolyn nods.

Gwenddolyn nods to Miskton.

Aemaranth whispers something to Zynell.

Aemaranth smiles at Zynell.

Aemaranth hugs Zynell, getting a smile in return.

Betlind says, "Doesn't make me think cage or garden, just makes me think it's just their underwater realm. And maybe the balance and magic of it all is getting messed with due to all the things going on up here. As to say, it's not just our problem."

Miskton says, "Based on everything we've heard from the Merelew, I think the leviathans probably find us... amusing. If they did become a threat for some reason, it would probably be bad."

Zynell nods at Miskton, obviously agreeing with his views.

Ryeka nods to Miskton.

Kethrai nods at Miskton, obviously agreeing with his views.

Valynn nods at Betlind, obviously agreeing with her views.

Gwenddolyn says, "Or maybe not a threat, maybe they can help with the heralds."

Priestess Aemaranth goes southwest.

Miskton nods to Gwenddolyn.

Qetu lightly says in an Ilithian accent, "Well from the inside it's not a cage, but suppose you are beyond them lookin at them from the outside, until they have grown too big for the cage, would be why they are towering over someone."

Kethrai says, "The impression I have is that a leviathan might rival a dragon in sheer scope of its power."

Gwenddolyn says, "The merelew would have to control them."

Master of Fate Keemar saunters southwest.

Ayrell nods to you.

Anuril puffs away on his silverwillow pipe.

Miskton says, "And then I have one other vision that I've seen to discuss, but a little more to bring up after that."

Miskton turns a page in his astronomer's journal.

Ryeka rubs her nose.

Miskton says, "I found myself walking along a dark corridor, a whispering breath inhaling and exhaling far ahead. I walked forward, unsure of where I was or what lay ahead. A heavy mist began to fill the corridor, obscuring my feet, then my knees, until I was wading in a chest-high fog that ebbed and flowed like the tide."

Miskton says, "A hissing whisper wound from ahead, "You should not have come."

You smile at Ayrell.

Ryeka blinks.

Miskton says, "I continued forward, hearing metal dragging across metal."

Miskton says, "The whisper continued, "And here we are."

Miskton says, "I continued walking forward, and the hallway began to widen. The vision faded."

Betlind blinks.

Ryeka ponders.

You glance at Anuril, a male Elf.

Aerilia furrows her brow.

Betlind furrows her brow.

Valynn raises an eyebrow.

Gwenddolyn says, "Perhaps whatever is approaching."

Valynn's eyes widen as she points to something in her notebook.

Miskton says, "I am perhaps somewhat biased here, but with some of the discussion I've heard going on, seeing this vision makes me wonder if it has something to do with plans in motion for going to the Null Prison."

Traim nods at Miskton, obviously agreeing with his views.

Valynn narrows her eyes.

You chuckle at Ayrell.

Ryeka says, "Well- there are heavy mists that guard the area to where the death spirits of Leth roam. but that's not inside a building."

Ayrell nods to Miskton.

Betlind says, "Ahh."

Betlind nods.

Ryeka ponders.

Aerilia ponders.

Gwenddolyn says, "Maybe that is not such a good idea."

Valynn nods in agreement.

Anuril says, "Doesn't seem like the null prison at all, to me. Although I agree it is foolish to go back there."

Gwenddolyn asks, "A warning perhaps to not go?"

Miskton says, "I know there a few different plans for things in the works, and that people have been seeing visions from the Immortals shared through Unaka. Though I have only seen a few myself."

Ryeka nods.

Betlind asks Anuril, "Any ideas what it could be then?"

Anuril shakes his head at Betlind.

Zynell nods to Miskton.

Betlind frowns.

Betlind gives a slight nod.

Betlind ponders.

Brenist frowns.

You say, "It made me think of Zengmodaleth, mostly because of the metal and corridors."

Kethrai says, "The null prison was much more... um. Not-spatial."

Ryeka nods.

Gwenddolyn nods.

Gwenddolyn nods to you.

You say to Anuril, "I'd be curious what the Captain made of that vision."

Ezerak nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Kethrai says, "But, this could also be representative rather than literal."

Anuril gives you a slight nod.

Betlind nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Kethrai says to you, "Oh, that's a thought. The... tunnel with the lightning spiders."

Valynn nods to Kethrai.

Kethrai shivers.

Anuril asks you, "The threat there was... metal on metal would not make sense for the arachnid being?"

You nod to Kethrai.

Ryeka ponders.

Miskton says, "Well, as mentioned, my interpretation might be a bit biased here."

Miskton grins wryly.

Traim takes a sip of his porter.

Betlind chortles softly at some secret joke.

Brenist says, "Forgive me for I am rather young. But the mist seemed to act like water."

You say to Anuril, "True, but there are cetainly metal entities there, along with the arachnid being."

Kethrai says, "But it would make sense for the custodians, or the construct they created."

Zynell asks, "Was someone taking over the null prison plans?"

Anuril nods to you.

Ryeka praises Brenist.

Traim says to Brenist, "Fair point."

You nod to Kethrai.

Betlind nods at Brenist, obviously agreeing with his views.

Zynell angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at Miskton.

Zynell angles her ears forward, gazing curiously at you.

Valynn nods to Brenist.

Valynn jots down some notes.

Miskton says, "I didn't taste any copper during the vision, but Zengmodaleth can't be ruled out based on that."

You say to Miskton, "That's a good point though. Most of those visions did have that as a part of the vision."

Kethrai says, "Maybe Viggu's going to finally open his door."

Anuril laughs!

Ryeka laughs!

Valynn smirks at Kethrai.

You chuckle.

Betlind ponders.

Traim asks, "That orc is still traipsing about?"

Valynn chuckles to herself.

Anuril holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Gwenddolyn asks, "The door to his outhouse?"

Gwenddolyn gags.

Betlind begins chortling at Gwenddolyn.

You say to Kethrai, "Rumor is he's been replaced."

Kethrai says to you, "Oh, really? Interesting."

Betlind blinks.

You say, "A new warlord seems to have emerged, or is at least vying for power."

Gwenddolyn says, "Maybe he is the one retiring then."

Valynn nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Miskton asks, "That covers the visions I've seen, but does anybody have anything else to share? Any interesting visions from Unaka, or communing with Elanthia?"

You say to Kethrai, "You were present, I think when Tenilan spoke of him."

Traim whistles low.

Kethrai says, "I recall people talking about a new warlord, wasn't aware of the idea he might have replaced Viggu."

Zynell says, "Interesting visions from both, we have another few immortal events as well as another besseaching elanthia in the works."

Zynell nods to Miskton.

Kethrai says, "There is another event I want to make people aware of..."

Miskton nods to Kethrai.

You say to Kethrai, "It's true: we don't know, but Tenilan did say he was leading Red Bear orcs, and did say this new warlord, Kozak, he is called, was trying to assert power."

Betlind frowns at you.

Kethrai says, "In a few andaen, I'll be hosting a reprise of the Pure Magic Party I held some time ago. With a few slight alterations this time."

Valynn nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Valynn gazes at Kethrai.

Betlind says, "Well, maybe that in-fightin' will make 'em weak if they get brash and make a move, or keep 'em quiet for a long while as they sort things out."

Zynell nods to Kethrai.

Kethrai says, "The goal I'm hoping to achieve here is to have direct dialogue with the Heralds, and exchange information for information."

You say to Betlind, "I hope so."

Kethrai says, "We're going to sweeten the pot with pure magic casting -- enough to gain their attention, and have them start consuming it, and then we'll cease altogether."

Betlind nods to you.

Kethrai says, "Answer a question, get some mana. Answer a question, get some mana. That sort of idea."

Ryeka lets out a hearty cheer for Kethrai!

Aerilia nods to Kethrai.

Betlind smiles at Kethrai, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Valynn ponders.

Zynell nods.

Anuril dryly says, "They seem like the type to react well to that."

Anuril smiles at Kethrai.

Zynell says, "Should be interesting."

Ryeka nods in agreement.

Kethrai says to Anuril, "I give it about seventy-thirty I end up a smear of paste on the ground, yeah."

Anuril gives a slight nod.

Betlind begins chortling at Kethrai.

Casari says, "Watch out for crazy Paladins interrupting your efforts."

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Ryeka laughs!

Valynn gives Kethrai a half-hearted grin.

Aerilia says, "Willing to try nigh anything for answers. I'll help out."

Aerilia chuckles.

You laughingly say, "Gods, Kethrai."

Kethrai says, "If people have particular questions they want to ask, please let me know. I'm going to try to arrange them in, er..."

Kethrai says, "Increasing order of likelihood of me getting liquified."

Ryeka grins, revealing her dimples.

Anuril snorts, loudly.

Gwenddolyn chuckles at Kethrai.

Zynell grins at Kethrai.

Betlind exclaims to Kethrai, "You know I'll help however I can, just let me know!"

Betlind beams at Kethrai!

Traim says, "Worth a try."

Valynn looks at Kethrai and jots down some notes.

You nod to Traim.

Traim says, "I have to travel though. Thanks for hosting, Miskton. Thanks for the discussion all. Good hunting."

Betlind grins at Valynn, her dimples flashing into view.

Zynell raises her hand.

You ask Kethrai, "Do you have any questions you know you want to ask?"

Traim says to Valynn, "Thanks for the porter."

Traim flashes a quick grin at Valynn.

Traim takes a sip of his porter.

Valynn smiles at Traim.

Traim raises his hand in a quick salute.

Traim gestures.

The air around Traim begins to shimmer oddly.

Valynn waves.

Miskton says, "That does cover everything I had to go over this evening, so thank you all for coming."

Miskton smiles.

Miskton marks a page and closes his astronomer's journal, securing the clasp.

Zynell says, "We also had a visit from Asildu, who expressed regret of his decisions and is considering the artifacts that lead him on the path. while he thinks, i went to the library...ssssss. and made notes on the heralds and whatever artifacts i could find. I am sharing those notes tomorrow before OA."

Anuril nods to Miskton.

Betlind bows to Miskton.

Kethrai says to you, "I want to ask if they know what is causing the areas of stagnation we've seen in visions... And then if they know that the Immortals seem to be restarting the cycle of life there with sorcery."

You bow to Miskton.

Qetu lightly says in an Ilithian accent, "Thanks for expanding on the visions, as always."

Miskton puts his journal in his scholar's valise.

Betlind exclaims to Miskton, "Thank you for hosting and sharing all the visions with us!"

You say to Miskton, "Thank you, Miskton."

Aerilia nods to Zynell.

Ryeka ponders.

Valynn smiles at Zynell.

You nod to Kethrai.

Zynell says, "If you have your own notes, bring them, we can compare."

Valynn says to Miskton, "Thank you as always."

Kethrai says, "Our most recent vision from Elanthia suggests that they may be unaware of those effects."

Gwenddolyn nods to Miskton.

Forest Sprite Lileath goes southwest.

Valynn pulls the hood of her cloak up.

Qetu goes southwest.

Miskton nods to Brenist.

Ryeka nods to Zynell.

Valynn hugs Aerilia, getting a smile in return.

Aerilia hugs Valynn, getting a smile in return.

Betlind says to Valynn, "Thank you again for the offer of porter."

Betlind smiles at Valynn, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Valynn smiles at Betlind.

Ryeka smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Gwenddolyn waves.

Citizen Miraeven goes southwest.

You say to Valynn, "And thank you again for giving me porter."

You smile at Valynn.

Light of the World Gwenddolyn goes southwest.

Ezerak takes a sip of his porter.

Ezerak takes a sip of his porter.

Valynn says to Betlind, "Maybe I'll bring a cask of tea next time."

Betlind grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

Betlind giggles at Valynn.

Aerilia says to Valynn, "Thanks for the swimming lesson."

Valynn nods to you.

Aerilia grins at Valynn.

Kethrai closes his eyes for a moment and grows still.

Brenist nods to Valynn.

Ryeka exclaims, "I think I'll find a nice cot in a local temple. Thank you for listening!"

Aerilia takes a sip of her porter.

Valynn smiles at Brenist.

Ryeka strides southwest.

Betlind says to Valynn, "No need for just lil old me, but... er, I wouldn't say no either."

Betlind coughs.

Anuril praises Miskton.

Valynn grins at Betlind.

Zynell stands up.

Valynn motions to Ayrell.

>send Ryeka Thanks for teaching, Ryeka.

You hear your mental voice echo to Ryeka, "Thanks for teaching, Ryeka."

You project your thoughts to Ryeka.

Betlind grins at Valynn, her dimples flashing into view.

Valynn grins.

Kethrai says to Betlind, "Well... Given that we're at the end of the meeting."

Kethrai points his thumb at a Prydaen villager.

Valynn waves.

[Personal] Your mind hears Ryeka thinking, "<to you>" "You're welcome!"

Ayrell smiles at Valynn.

Miskton scans the sky, looking for portents and insight.

Betlind grins at Kethrai, her dimples flashing into view.

Valynn hoots, sounding remarkably like a real owl.

You ask Valynn, "You can carry two casks right...?"

You try hard not to grin.

Miskton glances up at the sky.

Aerilia exclaims to Miskton, "Thanks for hosting and sharing with us. It's always very interesting!"

Valynn starts chortling at you!

Casari waves.

Brenist shakes his head at Miskton.

Valynn gives you a playful poke in the ribs.

Firehawk Casari goes southwest.

Miskton scans the sky, looking for portents and insight.

Brenist says, "I fear I am rather unskilled."

You laugh!

Valynn goes southwest.

Miskton says to Brenist, "Let me help you out with that..."

Aerilia closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Betlind starts chortling at you!

Miskton says to Brenist, "It might take me a little bit to get a good grasp for a prediction, but then I'll demonstrate for you."

Betlind's cambrinth calf emits a startled "moo!"

Betlind pats a cambrinth savannah bull calf with small nubby horns.

You say to Aerilia, "I'd hoped to talk you into visiting Milene's for a drink, and to discuss the notion of re-entering the null prision and freeing Asildu, but it sounds like Zynell is looking to organize something on those topics soon."

Betlind says, "Aww, I missed you too, buddy."

Aerilia nods to you.

Betlind nods to a cambrinth savannah bull calf with small nubby horns.

Betlind pats a cambrinth savannah bull calf with small nubby horns.

Zynell says, "Not the null prison."

Brenist says, "If this is not convient for you I could come another time."

Aerilia says to you, "Her notes would make a useful addition to a conversation about that, I'm sure."

You nod to Aerilia.

Miskton says to Brenist, "Oh, now is fine. It just takes a little extra effort with all that's currently going on in the sky."

Zynell says, "He said we cannot offer him redemption without severing his connection to the heralds."

Brenist nods to Miskton.

Zynell says, "He suggested the artifacts for that. they have been mentioned a few times."

Aerilia nods to Zynell.

You say to Zynell, "I'll be honest, even as I'm sure that many imprisoned in the null prison are innocent enough, I have no interest in freeing an unknown number of entities into the Plane of Abiding."

Miskton says to Brenist, "I'll give it a try soon. It may just take a few tries to find a vision."

You say, "I will do what I can to free Asildu though."

Zynell nods to you.

Zynell says, "I have not heard anyone nearly as interested in the null prison."

Brenist says, "Well I am grateful for your assistance."

Miskton says to Brenist, "And you might want to brace yourself. It can be a bit shocking to experience."

You nod to Zynell.

Zynell says, "So unless someone steps up for it..."

Zynell shrugs.

Aerilia asks you, "Imagine being one of the unjustly imprisoned, though? Or your friends again. If it was free all or nothing, you'd chose all for your friends, wouldn't you?"

Anuril asks, "Sorry, who was unjustly imprisoned?"

You frown.

Miskton says to Brenist, "Let's start giving it a try..."

Zynell says, "We have no clue."

Anuril observes Aerilia with fascination.

Zynell nods to Anuril.

Miskton gazes heavenwards expectantly, but lowers his eyes unfulfilled.

Brenist says, "I imagine you are right based on what I heard you discuss."

Anuril says, "So you have no evidence that anyone is."

You say to Anuril, "Ayrell, Miskton, and Navesi, for three - Dantia and Mazrian in my mind as well."

Miskton gazes heavenwards expectantly, but lowers his eyes unfulfilled.

You say to Aerilia, "That is a hard question."

Aerilia says to Anuril, "I reject the notion that any of the people we freed were put there for a good reason."

You say to Aerilia, "The truth is, I'd probably free them all if that were the case."

Anuril asks you, "The ringleaders of a gathering specifically to conduct sorcery?"

Aerilia nods to you.

Ayrell frowns.

Anuril observes you with fascination.

Ayrell softly says, "I think I have heard enough."

You say to Anuril, "That's false."

Ayrell softly says, "Good evening."

Betlind bows to Ayrell.

You bow to Ayrell.

Betlind says to Ayrell, "Be well."

Zynell nods.

Miskton nods politely to Ayrell.

Ayrell nods politely.

Lady of Elamiri Ayrell goes southwest.

Anuril dryly says, "I was there, Tirost, I saw what was being done."

Ezerak raises an eyebrow in Anuril's direction.

Aerilia shakes her head at Anuril.

Miskton gazes absently at Brenist, almost staring through him.

Betlind rubs her nose.

Miskton says to Brenist, "There you go."

Brenist says, "Wow so vivid."

Kethrai says, "I'm... not entirely convinced the ones who were captured weren't just Mazrian and the four people who by happenstance were standing closest to Mazrian."

You say to Anuril, "You clearly don't if you think Ayrell, Miskton and Navesi were anything but observers, who came to see a very relevant action for the entire plane."

Miskton says to Brenist, "A pleasant one to start with."

Anuril snorts, loudly.

Brenist grins.

Zynell grins at Kethrai.

You say to Anuril, "That is a far cry from organizing anything to do with sorcery."

Brenist says, "Was nice of you to take the time to share the art."

Zynell says to Kethrai, "A fair assessment."

Zynell playfully tilts her ears in opposite directions.

Kethrai says, "They were, at least, standing atop the same floor stone."

Anuril smiles at Kethrai.

Brenist glances outside a moment.

You say to Kethrai, "A lot of us were thrown into a null prison, but those four were kept."

Aerilia says to Kethrai, "Which suggests to me that they aren't careful who they put in that place, and therefore there likely are innocents among the countless we saw there."

Kethrai says, "Mazrian was certainly the most immediate cause of catching their attention, when it happened."

Miskton says, "A list of charges was not presented, unfortunately."

You ask Kethrai, "Then why not keep all of us?"

Kethrai says to you, "It seems like they tried."

Kethrai says, "We just happened to get out before the portal closed."

Ezerak takes a sip of his porter.

Anuril nods to Kethrai.

Betlind furrows her brow.

Zynell says to Aerilia, "I think a point to be made is that if you find youself empassioned by it, then you should take over the project."

You say, "And only those five could not escape? I think you're trying your best to defend the Heralds, Kethrai, and making a lot of assumptions that no one who was taken supports."

Aerilia ponders.

Anuril laughs!

Kethrai casually observes the area.

Zynell says, "I will not be doing so. Tirost just declined..."

Aerilia asks Zynell, "I got the impression Avrenka was at the head of this. Has he dropped it?"

Zynell says, "We found out last night he is taking over his fathers business and no longer working on it."

Brenist bows to Miskton.

Aerilia says, "Oh, that's a shame."

Zynell says, "He will not be returning for the forseeable future."

Kethrai says, "Trying to escape that place felt like swimming against a river of syrup while vines, crystals, and elemental effects tried to keep us in there."

Aerilia nods to Zynell.

>look miskton

You see Court Mage Miskton Ramahk, Seer of the Ilithi Court, a Human Moon Mage.

Miskton has an angular face, observant steel blue eyes and an aquiline nose. His dark brown hair is short and straight, and is worn loose. He has fair skin and a rangy build.

He is very tall for a Human.

He appears to be middle-aged.

He has a sleekly groomed beard elegantly framing his face. A soft, glistening shine adorns the hairs.

His shoulder has a tattoo of a sprawling night sky like a pool of spilled ink, featuring an intricate web of stars that surround and connect Xibar, Yavash, and Katamba.

A mysterious brand of thin concentric circles mars the back of his neck, the imprinted flesh unnaturally opalescent. Thin, threadlike lines flow around the outermost ring, composing the fluid symbols of an esoteric script.

He has faint scuffing to the right arm.

He is in good shape.

He is wearing a slouched russet felt hat with a Xibar-blue lotusweave band, some round spectacles with silversteel wire frames, a rugged safari shirt made from chestnut-hued Velakan linen, a rugged taupe leather utility belt with a multitude of thornweave pouches, some heavy titanese work pants with leather knee patches and a bespoke pair of explorer's boots with blackened moonsilver grommets.

Kethrai says, "I don't know why it would be strange that the people physically closest to the one they were most interested in capturing would have the hardest time getting out before the entrance closed."

Brenist says to Miskton, "Thank you for the gift you shared with me. I will take try to learn from it."

Zynell says, "Unless someone picks up the project, it is of little cause for debate."

Miskton smiles at Brenist.

Zynell shrugs.

Aerilia nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

You say to Kethrai, "Dantia and Madigan were right next to each other, and Madigan was sent back."

Zynell casually observes the area.

Kethrai says, "He wasn't SENT back, he GOT back. Sent implies an intention to release him."

Anuril says to you, "I would imprison a hundred of our friends before I would let one Lyras walk free."

Aerilia says, "I distinctly recall none of us got anywhere close to the closing portal."

Aerilia says, "But then we made it out, somehow."

You ask Anuril, "You'd let Kethrai rot in that prison forever on the possibility that a Lyras was inside?"

Anuril smiles.

Zynell says to you, "Keth would volunteer."

Anuril nods to Zynell.

Kethrai motions to Zynell.

Brenist bows.

Betlind grins, revealing her dimples.

Brenist goes southwest.

Kethrai says, "We've had precisely this conversation, in fact..."

Zynell says, "That is an obvious answer."

Anuril nods to Kethrai.

Zynell shrugs.

You say, "By that logic, we should all cease to exist, since if we didn't exist, there could be no Lyras. I reject that utterly."

Anuril rolls his eyes.

Ezerak says to you, "Seems to me to be what the Heralds have in mind for us, after the last threats they made."

You say, "I will save as many friends as I can, trusting that they and the Immortals could stop a Lyras and continue a plane where people can live and thrive, even with pain, sorrow and death."

You nod to Ezerak.

Anuril says to Kethrai, "They are selfish, arn maite. The sorcery has made them so."

Aerilia gazes upward.

You ask Anuril, "Am I, or am I just not ruled by fear?"

Anuril smiles at you.

Aerilia says, "I'm going to help out your pure mana experiment, but you're impossible."

Aerilia says, "Good night."

Healer Aerilia strides southwest.

Ezerak raises an eyebrow in Anuril's direction.

You smile after Aerilia.

Ezerak asks Anuril, "What's my excuse, then? Or Ayrell's?"

You wistfully say, "I wish she'd remained in the War Mage guild."

Zynell says to Kethrai, "You will have several of the clerics in attendance."

Zynell nods to Kethrai.

Zynell says, "Though perhaps we should not be casting pure mana."

Betlind dimples at you.

Kethrai says to Zynell, "Thank you."

Zynell says to Kethrai, "Our holy magic may not be what they are looking for."

Kethrai says to Zynell, "Pure mana is what they want. It's the proverbial carrot on a string."

Miskton says to Kethrai, "I'm interested to see what happens, though I may not be able to make it."

Kethrai ponders.

Anuril asks Ezerak, "Sorry, are you arguing for releasing all of the sorcerers in the prison too?"

Kethrai says, "True, but that would be an interesting thing to test."

Zynell says, "But you have the support regardless. just consider if you wish us to cast it or not."

Zynell nods.

Zynell says, "Or if there is a time like question 3 we add holy."

Zynell shrugs.

Zynell says, "Whatever you would like."

Kethrai nods to Zynell.

Anuril asks Ezerak, "Or do you just wish to inflict revenge upon the heralds?"

Ezerak says to Anuril, "I am not. I just take exception to someone I consider a friend, that Ayrell considers a friend, saying that she deserved to lose a year of her life, and constant nightmares. That my children deserved to lose their mother for a year."

You frown.

Anuril says, "Revenge, that famously selfless act."

Kethrai softly says to Anuril, "Arn maite, please try to be generous in your thoughts toward our friends."

Anuril makes a grunting noise.

Betlind nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

You say to Anuril, "It is truly a matter of survival as this point. I don't think any of us wish for the destruction of the Heralds so we can do sorcery, Anuril. The Immortals have and continue to support its use, and they support us, while Heralds care nothing for us, or worse. It's that simple."

Anuril asks, "We were all there, harming the heralds. They chose to enforce their warning that had been delivered to mortals many times. Why is their action so different than that of any of the immortals who do similar?"

Anuril laughs!

Anuril shakes his head at you.

You say to Anuril, "You act like a few spells of ours could harm them. We just saw a vision where the Immortals did sorcery on a huge scale, and they ignored it."

Ezerak asks Anuril, "Harming the Heralds how? Ayrell has never once used any form of sorcery. Can you say the same?"

Ezerak fixes Anuril with a serene, lofty stare.

Betlind frowns.

Miskton says, "Well... I'll leave you all to this discussion. Take care."

Miskton nods politely.

Anuril nods to Miskton.

You bow to Miskton.

Zynell nods to Miskton.

Betlind bows to Miskton.

Court Mage Miskton strolls southwest.

Anuril says, "This idea of innocence and the standard you are attempting to hold the heralds to is comical."

Ezerak says to Anuril, "I'm not holding them to any sort of standard. I'm holding you to one."

Anuril says, "Asketi, worship me or die. Kerenhappuch, give me information or die. Dergati, just plain die."

Anuril says, "Trothfang, die."

Anuril says, "Ushnish, die."

Zynell holds up her hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Anuril says, "Where is your concern for the innocents."

Anuril gazes at you.

You say to Anuril, "You know what springs from that death? Life. You know what the Heralds are impelling us toward? Nonexistence - the stasis we saw in the visions."

Anuril sighs.

Anuril says, "Enjoy your war."

Betlind rubs her nose.

Kethrai quietly says, "They need wine in here. My meeting has wine."

Ezerak says, "As though any of us could stop it."

Anuril cackles!

Zynell says to Kethrai, "I hope your party is productive, it will be interesting to see if they directly speak with us or send asildu."

Anuril nods to Kethrai.

Betlind grins at Kethrai, her dimples flashing into view.

You smile at Kethrai.

Betlind nods at Zynell, obviously agreeing with her views.

Kethrai says to Zynell, "Thank you."

You say to Kethrai, "Good luck with your experiment, Keth."

Kethrai says to you, "And thank you as well."

Zynell ponders.

You wryly say to Betlind, "You missed alot."

You grin at Betlind.

Betlind holds up her hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Betlind says, "Always some kinda conflict."

You chuckle.

Betlind says, "And conflicts all tend to look the same after a while."

Zynell grins at Betlind.

You say, "True enough, but this one is unlike anything I've ever heard of. The Immortals appearing to us, Heralds visible in the sky..."

You sigh.

You say, "The idea of fighting Viggu is almost a relief."

Zynell is giggling at you.

Betlind says, "And before that it was nothing we have ever heard of, a giant Necromancer stomping on boats along an island."

Betlind says, "If you hold to the Immortals as you say you do, then you should have more faith."

Zynell says, "Well i for one am enjoying the presence of the immortals."

Betlind grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

You say to Betlind, "Well said. My faith is strong, but I have every reason to keep it."

Betlind says to Zynell, "It is refreshing in its own way, I agree."

Betlind nods to you.

Betlind says to you, "Absolutely."

You nod to Zynell.

Kethrai leans against a comfortable chair with Elothean silk upholstery.

Betlind says, "I haven't quite made up my own mind, but..."

You say to Zynell, "Their presence is overwhelming - not something I'll ever forget."

Betlind points at Kethrai.

Betlind points at Anuril.

Betlind says, "Those two are basically my best friends, so I'm going with whatever they're going with."

Anuril chortles softly at some secret joke.

Kethrai says, "Aww."

Betlind says, "I have faith in the Immortals, but I have faith in my friends too."

Betlind shrugs.

Betlind says, "And yes, it's very weird."

You say to Betlind, "Good luck, Betlind."

Kethrai says, "...if only we agreed about what to do."

Zynell grins at Kethrai.

Betlind bows to you.

You bow to Betlind.

You take a sip of the porter.

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

Kethrai says, "I continue to have more questions than answers about everything that's happened. It's just my default state now."

Zynell says to Kethrai, "Well we will be doing another beseeching and i am not certain if another triquetra adventure is called for, but i did enjoy seeing them."

Zynell ponders.

Zynell exclaims, "Perhaps that is what i will suggest we do instead!"

Zynell says, "We are almost through 1 of every 13, perhaps we will do the triquetra and then rakash immortals."

Kethrai says, "Eluned suggested doing our own experiments. It might be worth going back to figuring out how to get more information ourselves, without asking for it."

Zynell says, "I already libraried."

Zynell twitches an ear nervously.

Betlind grins at Zynell, her dimples flashing into view.

You say to Zynell, "You've done a lot, and brought in many voices."

Zynell says, "The more the merrier. usually."

You smile.

Betlind chortles softly at some secret joke.

Betlind says, "Key word there."

Betlind grins, revealing her dimples.

Zynell says, "The drool i could have done without."

Zynell nods.

You say, "Gragnel is good company, and loves to drink."

Zynell shudders.

Betlind snickers.

Kethrai says, "I don't mean look in books either, I mean... See what we can learn through experiment. We did that a lot early on."

Kethrai says, "I haven't come up with any great ideas yet, but."

Zynell says, "Well we are working on the artifacts and those will need experimenting. otherwise i do not have a direction to experiment IN."

Ezerak says to Kethrai, "Be careful, even if you don't participate in the sorcery part, Anuril might decide you deserve the Null Prison."

Kethrai says, "The artifacts could be useful. Maybe get different kinds of spellcasters to perceive them, or see what a Bard can get from them."

Anuril rolls his eyes.

Zynell nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Zynell says, "I was hoping they might do another bard lore thing."

Zynell says, "But cas said no."

Kethrai says, "If some of these artifacts get found, maybe that'll spur them on."

Zynell nods in agreement.

Zynell ponders.

Zynell says, "I might lick it first."

Zynell says, "To test for safety."

Zynell nods.

You glance at Zynell, a female Prydaen.

Betlind says, "The tingle will tell you if it's authentic or not."

Betlind nods to Zynell.

You say, "Gods..."

Zynell nods at Betlind, obviously agreeing with her views.

You say, "I should take my leave."

Kethrai asks Zynell, "What if the Bards accidentally evoke your tongue, then?"

You warmly say to Betlind, "It's been good to see you again."

Zynell says to Kethrai, "We will learn very interesting things."

Betlind bows to you.

Zynell nods to Kethrai.

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

You bow to Betlind.

You smile.

Kethrai bows to you.

You bow to Kethrai.

Betlind says to you, "And you, as always."

You say, "Take care."

>southwest

You drift southwest.

Tirost/Logs

2025-04-14T17:03:23Z

ARMAGNA:

==Withering of the Wolf Clan==
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-Prologue|Prologue]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-1|The Curse]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-2|The House of Knowledge]]
==Krenze==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Krenze-vs-Tirost|Krenze vs Tirost]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/Zoluren-Defense-Council-Krenze|Zoluren Defense Council - Krenze]]
==Zengmodaleth==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Zengmodaleth-Lecture|Lecture on the Wonders of Zengmodaleth]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/colossus-report|Colossus Attack Report to the Northern Watch]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/zeng-experiment-report|Zengmodaleth Experiments Report to the Northern Watch]]
==Therengia==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Petition-Briaen-Huns|Petition regarding Briaen Huns]]
==Necromancy==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Jessa-and-Tir|Philosophers - Jessalyne and Tirost]]
==Ilithi==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Aerivyn-on-Kasizva|Milene's Rose- Aerivyn speaks of Kasizva]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/Visions-and-Heralds-Discussion|Visions Meeting and Discussion of the Heralds and Wild Magic]]
==Wild Magic==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Messengers-ic-fic|The Messengers]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/encasement-ic-fic|The Encasement]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/dawn-ic-fic|Dawn]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/inquiry-foundations-magic|Inquiry into the Foundations of Magic]]

Tirost/Poetry

2025-01-06T14:58:58Z

ARMAGNA:

==Sonnets==
===Elvish Sonnet===
''Context: Written for [[Mysterys]] and performed during [[Tirost]]'s audition for the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
Have you ever loved an elf? 
'Tis not easy, please believe, 
Though passion be so truly felt 
To risk one's heart with grief 
 
By gazing long in sparkling eyes 
Or kissing dimpled cheeks, 
For I, ere long, will waste and die 
And another love she'll seek, 
 
For then I'll lie in darksome grave 
While beauty graces she, 
And thoughts of me will surely fade, 
Though this gives some relief: 
 
The love for her I have right now 
Outweighs a thousand years without. 
 
===Mystylaine and Rekon Wedding Sonnet===
''Context: Written and performed for the wedding celebration of [[Mystylaine]] and [[Rekon]].'' 
 
These rolling waves that break upon the shore, 
Sometimes pulling, sometimes reaching, in a 
Cycle endless – so too does love endure, 
Though in motion, yet never quite the same. 
 
So too, sweet friends, may your love forever 
Push and pull you together, and make strong 
The loving bonds that all here now tether 
Between Mysty and her belov'd Rekon 
 
Let no pain or cold fear unlatch these hearts, 
Fair gods and goddesses of love divine - 
But keep them strong together or apart, 
And like the timeless stars, let their love shine! 
 
So raise a glass with me, dear friends, and cheer: 
Joy to our friends for all the coming years! 
 
===For Casimira===
''Context: Written for [[Casimira]] shortly after [[Tirost]] left the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
In all of nature's glory I have yet 
To find your equal, sweet friend, and never 
Shall, though I, like the bright [[immortals]], get 
To walk this wonderous world forever. 
 
For you are the true daughter of Kindness 
And Beauty, whose auburn hair and spark'ling 
Eyes do force Pain and Sorrow to their knees, 
Whose voice, to my wintry soul, calls up Spring 
 
And whose warm friendship thaws the biting frost, 
Calling, from the once frozen earth of my 
Soul, new life – fresh, green and with color tossed - 
Like wildflowers that in th' meadows lie. 
 
For when you pressed into my hand your key, 
It's like it all just fell away from me. 
 
===For a Friend===
''Context: Written for a friend, and never performed publicly.'' 
 
Many flowers no doubt your fingers brushed 
Since first you were full warned to leave them be, 
But from me now no warning loud, nor hushed, 
But wish for you to dance among them free, 
 
Save one that to me the gods did entrust 
To share only with the partner solely mine, 
Nourishing with love, care, and happy lust 
Grown in health and beauty transcending time. 
 
And let us meet together, friend, ‘neath sun 
Or shining stars, and you share of rolling 
Flower fields, and I’ll share the love of one, 
With one law only between us holding: 
 
Unless some single timeless love you seek, 
You from me all tender affection keep. 
 
==Odes==
===For Annais===
''Context: Written for [[Annais]] when she and [[Tirost]] were getting to know each other, and was performed in part at their wedding.'' 
 
O my friend Annais! 
How I thank the gods 
That you are not a [[human]], 
And I am no [[Kaldar]], 
 
Else there would be no other choice, 
But to summon all my skill, 
Seeking nothing but your heart 
To win forever with my quill! 
 
And when one day they’d find me, 
In some lonely, distant cave, 
Tomes they’d find beside my corpse, 
And they’d turn from page to page, 
 
And every word they find there 
Of my muse’s peerless verse, 
Would sing of all your virtues, 
Poets through out time would then rehearse 
 
All the poems that you brought to life 
Sung on high to kings and queens! 
And poor folks who found themselves in love, 
And find there ecstasy! 
 
But hidden in that timeless verse, 
Would hold a phantom pain, 
That one could never quite pin down, 
But feel it in one’s veins, 
 
For the poet who had penned that verse 
Would in a moment sacrifice 
All the verse he’d ever write 
To gaze at stars fast by your side, 
 
For nothing I could ever write 
Will get so near the mark 
To represent with petty words 
The living poem that you are. 
 
But the gods are full of mercy, 
And fate had us divide, 
You a lovely Kaldar, 
And I of human kind. 
 
===For the Celebration of Ilithi Culture===
''Context: Written and performed for the poetry contest at the Celebration of [[Ilithi]] Culture. This entry won first prize.'' 
 
I thank you for the privilege 
To sing my muse’s song 
Though I am not Ilithi, 
My heart belongs to one. 
 
So let me weave with verdant words 
A garland for this faire 
With every word a blossom 
For all of us to share. 
 
For though our past is checkered 
With drops of bitter blood, 
Between us all I do believe 
There is still hope for love! 
 
For heroes do I see here! 
With swords and bows and staffs, 
And healers and performers, 
with wits that make me laugh! 
 
And though Ilithi culture 
Is more than any single race, 
Let me sing of elven folk 
Who shape our current age, 
 
For when dread forces seek to march 
Folk in chains do they prefer, 
It is a warrior’s honor 
To cast spells with [[Mordimer]], 
 
And after hard fought victory, 
Drink a cup of something strong, 
With charismatic [[Synamon]] 
While [[Allye]] sings a song! 
 
Or debate a magic theory 
With [[Voyle]] or [[Kehlbins]] wise, 
Or take my wounds to [[Kaelie]] 
When I cannot find my wife. 
 
And [[Lydena]] and [[Bellicia]] 
Make sure we’re never bored, 
They share artistic genius 
Like no others in the world! 
 
O folk of fair Ilithi! 
And this city, brilliant [[Shard]] 
May gods rain upon you blessings! 
May you shine ever like a star! 
 
Let not the past our future dim 
With prejudice and hate, 
But dream what we together 
United will create! 
 
And when we’ve come together 
We've been nothing less than great 
And these fair times we live in now 
Are Elanthi’s golden age! 
 
===Champions of the Joust===
''Context: Written to celebrate the champions of the [[423 World Jousting Tournament|World Jousting Tournament]], and performed at the awards ball.'' 
 
They say that once, in depths of time, 
Four [[moons]] had graced the sky, 
Until the [[World Dragon|dragon]] from one burst 
To feed on all Elathi's life, 
 
But for the song of [[Peri'el]], 
The notes of history, 
That in a flowing, epic verse 
Keeps the dragon held in sleep. 
 
O, you mighty jousters! 
Who like the thunder's bolt, 
Or a crashing, frothy wave 
That breaks upon the shore, 
 
Exert such force and beauty, 
Buttressed by your skill, 
And that of your most trusted mount, 
Bound together in one will! 
 
You who are world champions, 
And all those who held th' lance, 
You add a verse full perfect, 
And Peri'el's song advance! 
 
Lo, you mighty champions! 
Hold your heads up high! 
Your deeds with timeless glory shine, 
Your names forever bright! 
 
===The Sword of Squanto===
''Context: An [[Anjinson|anonymous benefactor]] commissioned a [[haralun]] bastard sword for [[Tirost]]. The following was written for a story telling event put on by the [[Order of the Black Fox]]; however, it was never performed publicly.'' 
 
Sing! My dancing, happy muse, 
Of this, my fearsome sword, 
How it began a flaming ball 
And through the heavens soared, 
 
Till breaking deep into the earth, 
Ore waiting to be mined, 
Till someone dug it from the depths 
And to [[Squanto]] did provide 
 
There he beat the precious ore, 
Sparks from it flew once more! 
Blazing with his hammer's stroke 
Until perfect in its form. 
 
Then Squanto passed his masterwork 
To the merry [[gnome]], 
[[Tinkery]] is what she's called 
And from Tinkery my own. 
 
And this might be the history 
Of my peerless blade, 
But in truth, sing on my muse, 
Of what's hidden in the shade, 
 
For someone paid a heavy price 
For me to wield this sword: 
Their identity is hid from me, 
So Tinkery has sworn. 
 
So through a hidden person's love 
My story is enriched! 
And so my quest to spread that love 
Will never end while I exist! 
 
===For Betlind===
''Context: Written for Betlind upon the occasion of achieving the 200th circle in the Paladin guild.'' 
 
I sing a song of Betlind, 
The knight of many deeds, 
The dread of devouring evil, 
A light to those in need. 
 
Her hammer smites her enemies, 
Or forges sturdy mail, 
Her stokes with fire sparkling, 
Her skill beyond compare. 
 
In speech she's kind and courteous, 
But her will is haralun cast. 
Countless many lives she's saved. 
Her shield Death cannot pass. 
 
Elegant in courtly dance, 
In battle, inspiring. 
Her tachi like a lighting flash. 
Her smile like blooms of Spring. 
 
The one who fell so long ago 
Before young Betlind's eyes, 
With the gods now raises cup 
To cheer her full of pride! 
 
At inns they chant her name aloud, 
And drink to her good health. 
Stories of her deeds they tell 
To wreath her in renown. 
 
Though no circle yet remaining 
For true Betlind to ascend, 
Let her time spent here among us 
Not soon reach its end. 
 
===For Selame and Akeiro===
''Context: Written for Selame and Akeiro for their wedding celebration.'' 
 
Some friends I've met while training 
Have shown me many things: 
How to effective magic use, 
And what snacks are fit for kings! 
 
They have wondrous humor senses, 
And wit and spirits high, 
Yet when called to fearsome combat, 
None can their skill deny, 
 
And now like stars and evening, 
Like the sun and cooling breeze, 
Or sprinkles on a doughnut, 
The gods have brought together these 
 
Gifted Prydaen warriors, 
In bonds of love and trust. 
May it ever bring them happiness, 
When times are good, or when they're bust, 
 
For few things are more precious 
Than a partner in the world, 
To walk through all the seasons, 
And snack-filled cloths to then unfurl 
 
Therein that moment's perfect spot 
To watch the setting sun, 
The glinting of the diamond stars, 
With two souls joined as one. 
 
==Ballads==
===The Ballad of Lasika===
''Context: [[Tirost]] interviewed [[Lasika]] in [[Dirge]], and asked her about if he could hear of one of her greatest adventures. He develped the following ballad and performed it as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O sing, my dancing, happy muse, 
Whose feet on sunshine tap 
Of tales from hapless Lasika, 
Who goat’s milk loves to lap, 
 
Begin the tale in days gone by 
‘Fore Lasi’s mane was shaved 
When missions she and all her team 
Fought for matters then most grave. 
 
Though Lasika and her trusted friends, 
Of [[Prydaen]]s and [[Rakash]], 
And others who perhaps like me 
Came from different stock, 
 
Tracked a dang’rous [[necromancer|necroman]] 
Through paths of [[Therengia]], 
But spent more time with drink at Inns 
Than in fights for [[Kermoria]], 
 
If Lasika you’ve seen or met, 
You know she has great charm, 
But then she was, or so I’m told, 
One to raise alarm 
 
From all true folk of virtue, 
Who felt the tug of lust 
For the stories of her in those days 
Would make the maidens blush! 
 
And while drinking with her mates 
One night, by an abby at an Inn, 
She met a gorgeous Rakash gal 
And seduced her with her grin – 
 
Or, my happy, laughing muse, 
Had it more to do with drink? 
But let us not split many hairs, 
For she left Lasi with a wink. 
 
So late that night, swift Lasika 
Took her hook and rope, 
And scaled the wall that stood between 
Her and the heart she'd smote. 
 
And crept she through the abby 
Where her lovely Rakash slept, 
And swiftly through the abby's halls, 
Into her lover's bed she swept. 
 
Waking with her soft caress, 
Lasi took her lover's hand, 
And the two then made their way 
To make good on Lasi's plan! 
 
O radiant muse, who sings all things, 
Hint but do not tell! 
Of all the wild, passionate things 
Which that night befell 
 
Those lovers sweet in moonlight, 
'Tween Pryd'n and Rakash 
That but for the empath's touch 
Would still mark Lasika! 
 
And when the morning sun arose, 
And the abby stirred to life, 
What Las had thought a storage place 
Was the abbots chambers nigh, 
 
And though deaf to all the night before 
The impassioned, wild cries 
Still, though old, the abbot had 
The working of his eyes, 
 
And he took Lasi by the ear 
And cast her out from there, 
But she regretted not a bit 
What she and her lover shared. 
 
O thank you, brilliant Lasika 
For the food you feed my muse! 
She hopes to do you honor 
With this song we sing for you! 
 
===The Ballad of Galain===
''Context: [[Tirost]] was raised on stories of the legendary Warrior Mage [[Galain]], and he wrote the following ballad as a way to celebrate and remember him. The following was preformed by Tirost and [[Casimira]] as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Lover's Day Celebration.'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O sing! My gentle, happy muse 
Of a time ago long past, 
When Galain wandered far and wide, 
A mage which none surpass! 
He stood before the North East Gate, 
The [[Crossing]] under seige, 
By orcish raiders armed with rage 
To crush our happy state. 
Galain whispered magic words, 
and traced a 'metric sign, 
And swung with all his eleven grace 
A blade that severed life! 
Many foes he put to death 
To keep the people free 
But faced he then the ugly, 
The orcs's greatest chief. 
Through fire blasts and lighting, 
Like [[Saragos]] loves to cast, 
Galain harnessed all his mana 
and with his sword he danced. 
The chieftain was too mighty, 
And gave a belly laugh: 
To drag away Galain's dead corpse 
Would be his triumph bad! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But then there came a music! 
Quite soft it was at first, 
Like the gentle woodland breeze 
Or sound of lapping sea - 
But rising like a breaching whale 
The aria swelled more, 
And from behind this fearsome orc 
Liana let her arrow soar! 
It plunged into the orcish neck, 
And fell him to the ground, 
And Liana quick to Galain sprang, 
Inspired by the sound 
Of her voice which saved him, 
And though his Elvish pride, 
She helped him stumble to the door 
Of the empath guild hard by. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O, who are you lady? Who have saved my life, 
With auburn hair and hazel eyes 
I've never seen your like. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But the sun was setting, 
And [[Yavash]] ruled the sky, 
And quickly turned she from him 
And left without goodbye. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
As soon as he recovered, 
Galain sought her far and wide. 
His trusty familiar searched her 
Wherever she might hide. 
One day the familiar found her, 
by a sacred pool, 
And Galain sped to be there, 
And learn all that he could. 
Who are you, noble lady? 
Whose voice is sweet and strong, 
Whose bow and skill has saved me, 
But who from me turned and run? 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Stay back, good War Mage Galain, 
For know you not my curse! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
I do not care! cried Galain - 
Not scared of magic black - 
But I pledge you now my only heart, 
And never take it back. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Through hazel eyes then filled with tears, 
Liana smiled at Galain, 
For long she'd sought a partner, 
Someone for whom to sing. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
He took a rose that grew nearby, 
And offered prayers to gods, 
And bonded with Liana there 
At the sacred bog. 
Now tell me of this evil curse 
That presses on your heart; 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Said she then, it's the worst thing, 
Each night I become a [[shadowling]] - 
But this choice I freely give you, 
Partner of my life, 
Would you like me handsome fair 
In the darkness or the light? 
If you wish me fair by day, 
You'll be the envy of your friends 
Whom my charming graces 
Can never then offend. 
Or by night, my love, I may be fair 
For you alone to know, 
But all your friends will in the day 
Laugh as I blurp and drool, 
Regurgitating foulest trash 
As all shadowlings must do. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Galain stood and pondered, 
Showed the essence of his heart: 
I cannot say for you, my love, 
Which would better be. 
You must choose which form to take 
To live most happily. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
She pulled him in and kissed him! 
And tears she happy shed, 
For then the curse was broken, 
For her true love she had met! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Together ever after, 
They of truest bond 
Fought together often, 
And enjoyed good many songs! 
And when their time had drifted 
Past their mortal skein 
They walked the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]] together 
Into realms unseen! 
 
===Duet for Enwah and Nuvalli===
''Context: Written by [[Tirost]] for the wedding of [[Enwah]] and [[Nuvalli]] at the [[House of the Floating Reed (location)| House of the Floating Reed]] in [[Shard]], and performed as a duet with [[Casimira]].'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
All alone is how I used to feel when then I'd raise my eyes, 
And gaze in wonder on a winter's night upon the starry sky! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Yearned I for a partner when I'd raise my eyes above, 
And felt I like a meteor, alone, and without love! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
And slowly did my feet then tread under [[Xibar]]'s gloam, 
For no comfort could I summon then, no you to call me home. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And cold were then my fingers blue that knew no lover's touch, 
Like a naked tree that stood against a winter's gust! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
But O! when then I met you, Love, a fire lit my eyes! 
And all about you seemed to glow - an aura seemed to rise! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And all the words you spoke to me were a comfort I'd not known, 
They made me want to know you deep, and keep you for my own! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
The stars did wheel above us bright as the seasons turned and past, 
And each time that I could meet with you, I prayed the strength to ask - 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Anything of me, my love, you need only say the word, 
For if you felt my beating heart, you could only be assured - 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
That I could never leave you, Love! You are the world to me! 
And I should be the soul of joy if my wife you should be! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And will you be my husband, Love, the partner of my life? 
To walk with me now hand in hand through happiness and strife? 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
By the gods, I swear it now! My love shall never bend! 
And when in time you walk the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]], I'll be there at it's end. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And when some other lonely souls look upon the starry skies, 
There they'll find our constellation bright, a brilliant, holy guide! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
To grace with light our skies of night and teach then for all time, 
The joy that you have brought to me since our lives have intertwined! 
 
===Ballad of the High Priestess===
''Context: [[Tirost]]'s familiar, Pangovin, witnessed the murder of several novice warrior mages outside the tower in the [[Crossing]] from someone in the shadows. When Pangovin challenged the murderer, [[Nuskaro]] revealed himself, and shortly after High Priestess [[Khaelyn]] appeared and engaged the necromancer. Tirost composed this ballad as a tribute to Khaelyn's valor. The poem was performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
Like a moggot in a corpse, 
Like a sickness getting worse, 
Like a rat that spreads disease, 
The [[necromancer|necroman]] Nuskaro creeped 
 
To the warmage tower high, 
And murdered many with a sigh - 
So bored and lonely with that life 
For all good things he sacrificed. 
 
Then, like a candle in the dark, 
Like a breeze when lost at sea, 
Like the singing of my heart, 
Like the autumn light through trees, 
 
Came radiant Khaelyn, robed in white, 
Unafraid, with power blessed: 
Her keen eyes flashed and sought with wrath 
The one who those of life bereft. 
 
Behind her came a shouting mob, 
With torches chanting, 'Bring him down!' 
Khaelyn raised her fairest hand, 
And gestured at the necroman, 
 
But Nuskaro, wreathed in magic black, 
Dispersed the light and would have laughed, 
For his [[risen|arisen]] then attacked, 
But Khaelyn was not driven back! 
 
O! Her skill in combat fierce! 
Though blows were smote by minion cursed, 
Khaelyn moved with grace and strength, 
And Nuskaro failed to ascertain 
 
The emboldened crowd that hemmed him in, 
Whose courage flared to watch Khaelyn, 
The Priestess High of King [[Meraud]], 
Who from his thrown gave regal nod, 
 
To see his chosen one full raze 
This terror from fair Elanthi's face. 
The crowd upon Nuskaro fell, 
As Khaelyn dueled the rotting shell, 
 
They dragged the fallen [[Olvi]] lost 
To th' Temple to pay for all he cost 
The people free who suffered most, 
But for Khaelyn could no justice boast, 
 
Yet let all who hear my soaring song 
Raise a cup for Khaelyn strong! 
For all peace, and love, and happy strains 
Follow in fair Khaelyn's train! 
 
Her deeds now join the timeless song 
To inspire those among us young, 
And time shall not forget the elf 
Who forsook not those who sought her help! 
 
===The Battle of Therenborough===
''Context: Composed after the battle between the [[Theren Guard]], along with its allies, and [[Viggu]]'s forces that took place near [[Therenborough]]. The ballad was not performed publicly.'' 
 
O divine [[immortals]]! 
That gaze on all below, 
Listen to this muse-born song 
Of [[Therengia]]'s heroes! 
 
For never will cold terror, 
Freeze burning hearts as these, 
That stood before fell Viggu's clan, 
And made the orc hordes bleed! 
 
For many in that company 
Led by fearless [[Klurn]], 
Could acting on their courage high 
The tide of battle turn - 
 
Yet working all together now, 
The flower of the North 
Allied with friends of Southern realms 
Put th' orc hordes to the sword! 
 
Among them was cold [[Whiteburn]], 
Whose bloody wrath was sate 
On countless orcish soldiers fierce 
Who fell with screams of pain! 
 
And the master of high lunar spells, 
The brilliant [[Arimane]], 
Saw that none of orcish filth 
The [[Theren Keep|Keep]] would ever stain! 
 
And [[Mazrian]] and [[Perune]], 
The pillars of my guild, 
Had slain so many orcish brutes 
We feared th' [[Starry Road (plane)#The_Red_Spiral|spiral'd]] over fill! 
 
Glorious [[Felicini]]! 
And the life mage [[Karathor]] 
Protected [[House Theren|Theren's]] people 
With strength unmatched in lore! 
 
And to the fray my shadow lept, 
To slay the fearsome chiefs 
Though Glory may not speak her name, 
In orcish blood she's seeped, 
 
For never will foul Viggu's hordes 
Set [[Therengia]] to flames 
So long as the deadly [[Ruea|Drister]] pair 
Walk our [[Plane of Abiding|hallowed plane]]. 
 
[[Crobin]] and [[Heartsfyre]], 
Of families renown, 
Saw the [[Gyfford|Baron's]] foes advance, 
And quickly tore them down! 
 
And all my peers from [[Zoluren]] 
[[Taevish]], [[Shaeun]] and [[Elphierose]] 
Whose courage blazes with a steadfast light 
Whom the gods themselves now know! 
 
And as the orcs fell screaming, 
Cast down in terror and defeat 
The name of [[Raeyel]] was whispered 
And the remainder shook with fear, 
 
For thanks to th' empath [[Qiyan]], 
And the Ranger elf [[Maltris]], 
The greatest hopes of orcish hate 
Were smashed to crumbled bits. 
 
Though I lack the voice to sing all those 
Who came to lend their aid 
To the people of Therengia 
And defy the orcish raid, 
 
Let the souls of all these heroes 
Burn with honor and with pride! 
For never shall our freedom fall 
While such heroes are alive! 
 
===The Ballad of Kaelie and Mazrian===
''Context: Performed in the the [[Crossing]]'s Empath Guild to commemorate the love of [[Kaelie]] and [[Mazrian]], and the final defeat of the [[Elpalzi]] leader [[Geva]].'' 
 
Sing! timeless muse above, 
Of a time not long since past, 
When Geva unleashed the dogs of war, 
And widows wailed in voices sad! 
 
And but for that soaring triumph 
Of a bright all ruling love! 
A darkness would still cover all 
And in labor we would drudge 
 
For th' Elpalzi were held captive 
Knives held to throats of all their kin 
Save for traitors like cold Geva 
Who reveled in her horrid sins 
 
And sought to bury thoughts of freedom 
Under the master's lash 
And sacrifice our homeland 
To that which stained all [[Zaulfung]] black. 
 
She gave the fearsome order 
And assassins dashed to slay 
Many of our brave defenders 
Whom her designs would sure delay. 
 
Huge was then her army, 
And dire were their arms, 
Bold Geva feared her nothing, 
And to the Crossing raised alarm! 
 
For lo! She seemed death's shadow! 
A force that none could stop 
She taunted us from hiding 
And dread was felt by all. 
 
But for all her twisted cunning 
And all her borrowed might 
She failed to perceive the consequence 
Of facing those two lovers bright! 
 
And in her oozing hubris 
That makes [[Zehira]] seem a lamb 
Crept she to the empath's guild 
To spread death and mayhem 
 
And there she whispered horrid lies 
And promised freedom's death 
Which reached the ears of brilliant Kaelie, 
The one called Daemondred. 
 
While Geva's loathsome magic 
Shrouded her from mortal sense, 
Kaelie's mind was lucid 
And found she quick [[Constanze]] 
 
A thought to her nearby husband sent 
The lord of war and spells, 
To lie in wait for Geva 
Whom she soon would then expel, 
 
And Kaelie told good Constanze 
'Geva is within 
Banish her with your magic, 
And she will fall to Mazrian!' 
 
Constanze wasted not a second, 
For few she trusted like bright Kae, 
And uttered words of magic 
And sent Geva on her way! 
 
Blasted onto the Crossing street, 
Geva barely raised her head 
Staring at her like a starving wolf 
Was Mazrian Daemondred! 
 
Lighting crackled from his fingers, 
And storm winds stirred his hair, 
Geva lept then to her feet, 
But 'fore she could seek her lair 
 
The elements were upon her, 
From Mazrian's deadly hand! 
Cutting winds they gashed her fur 
And lightening lept at his command! 
 
Geva, in that moment, 
For all the dread she'd wrought 
Learned that all her machinations vast 
Would soon all come to naught! 
 
For the courage of two lovers, 
Who long had grown in trust, 
In walks through all the vales and hills 
Found liking turned to love - 
 
Proved again, and for all time 
That all the threats and murder cold 
Wrought by those without a heart 
Will by true love be overthrown! 
 
And so the skein of history 
Receives a gorgeous span 
From the love of brilliant Kaelie, 
And her Mazrian. 
 
===Return of the Stars===
''Context: Written after the rescue of [[Navesi]], [[Ayrell]], [[Miskton]] and [[Mazrian]] from the [[Heralds]] and published in [[Berries & Ink]].'' 
 
Lonely was the sky, bereft of those luminous children 
That ever through the heavens danced in bright array, 
Stolen, like the luminaries of the world below, 
By ancient powers of a forgotten age. 
 
Held, but not forgotten were those glor'ous stars, 
And folk who for their dauntless courage bright, 
Seeking boldly the gods' good order to restore, 
Bereft of hearing, touch and sight. 
 
Yet memory lived of those bright lights! 
Nor did the gods of those who yet remained, 
Mourning the loss of ones they loved, 
Forsake them to a hopeless fate, 
 
For above there wove like tailors' thread 
Through the lightless fabric of the night, 
The scorpion of the Void's High Lord, 
And into lonely cells a portal pried. 
 
Where like a crashing wave of Nature's wrath, 
Came those who will to force not bow nor scrape, 
Who risk their souls for life and hope, 
And whose valor helped their friends escape. 
 
Amid a flaring, brilliant burst of light, 
Those, once taken, now were free! 
And above the sparkling banner spread 
Unfurled by faith, by love, and daring deeds. 
 
==Hymns==
===Hymn of the Raider===
''Context: Composed after the raid on [[Maelshyve|Maelshyve's]] Fortress organized by [[Anduwen Watch]]. The hymn was performed privately at the altar of [[Meraud]] in the [[Crossing]].'' 
 
I sing of living heroes 
and demons locked in strife, 
Some who radiant deeds performed, 
And some in shadows holding knives. 
 
Deep in Maelshyve’s fortress, 
The demon’s cult designed 
To make their mistress manifest 
With a human vessel there to bind. 
 
In league with [[Jeihrem|Jeihrem's]] chosen, 
The [[Necromancer Guild Visions#Sunday_Feb_12_Vision|Tallnah]], Queen of Dread, 
And the Necro Lord called [[Xzean]], 
To our [[Plane of Abiding|plane]] the greatest threat, 
 
Yet for all their potent malice, 
And power from evil spawned, 
The heroes of Elanthi rose 
Like the light of breaking dawn: 
 
Calls for help were issued, 
And in council Wisdom dwelt. 
Like a beacon to our wayward souls, 
[[Hodierna|Hodierna’s]] presence all there felt, 
 
And when the appointed time had come 
Under [[Riverhaven|Haven's]] Temple's vault, 
A host of every kind arrived 
Against Maelshyve to revolt. 
 
To aid the daring effort, 
Friends in the Temple prayed. 
Their holy voices rising up, 
Souls sharpened as a blade. 
 
The host sought the hidden fortress 
Beneath twisted [[Zaulfung|Zaulfung's]] crust, 
Harried as we passed within 
By beasts and fiends corrupt - 
 
But the banner of [[Sebestyen]] 
Rose high against the dark, 
And while our stricken foes fell back, 
Lions roared within our hearts. 
 
Then like the blaze of heaven's stars, 
Another banner we perceived, 
And Power with [[Samsaren]] strode, 
With might and honor was he wreathed. 
 
Beneath such steadfast standards passed 
The host of many kinds, 
Led by the Elvish captain bold 
Till passed 'neath Zaulfung's shrine. 
 
Whispers crept upon us 
From Maelshyve's horrid tongue, 
And suddenly a roar burst forth, 
And claws cracked each our skulls! 
 
Finished might our quest have been, 
Had not [[Kaelie]] raised a graceful hand, 
And taken even fiercest wounds, 
Like water into sand, 
 
Or felt the touch of [[Zymi]], 
Or [[Karthor|Karthor's]] magic strong, 
And Death himself must hide his head 
From the empath's pride [[Qiyan]]! 
 
Soon we faced the dreary crossing 
Of an ancient, ill-wrought bridge, 
Where the song of bright [[Navesi]] rose 
And each felt her spirit lift! 
 
And other powers stood not idle 
As minions bent the knee 
For there are some who never kneel - 
Who stand upright and free! 
 
Among those few stood [[Jhien]], 
Whose name to demons is a curse, 
Knowledge high adorns his brow, 
And through his craft does power surge, 
 
And to the genius of [[Philosophers of the Knife|Philosophy]] 
My muse must bow her head, 
For never can our simple words 
Pay sufficient compliment 
 
To [[Yvela]] of [[Zoluren]], 
Whose mind shall know no peer, 
The seeker of the end of death, 
And Maelshyve's greatest fear, 
 
And several other shadowed names, 
Whose courage never waved, 
Who then refused to bow their heads 
To see this plane enslaved! 
 
Past the bridge we made our way 
In chambers dark as pitch. 
A unicorn did guide our way, 
And the fighting grew more thick, 
 
And in the fearsome melee, 
Rose the shinning shield of [[Sturm]], 
To guard against the deadly stroke, 
And the tide of battle turn, 
 
Who with blood and steel then etched 
His people's sacred creed, 
And proved immortal valor bright 
Not with words but deeds. 
 
There in the inmost chamber, 
Ciriasa near transformed, 
Maelshyve screeched with horrid joy, 
But the demon's hopes were scorned, 
 
For rising to oppose her, 
Came the greatest of our age, 
[[Mazrian]] and [[Saragos]] both 
With elemental power blazed! 
 
Joined by commander [[Perune]], 
And [[Ruea]], world renown, 
Whose wit and blade are sharper yet 
Than the style of her gown, 
 
Entoning holy hymns to gods, 
Blessed cleric of the [[Theren Guard|Guard]] - 
[[Sereze]] returned the brave to life, 
And broke death's fearsome jaws! 
 
There sang [[Maxwelinski]], 
Whose voice emboldens all, 
And [[Charlize]] the elven ranger swift 
Hunting freedom's foes to cull, 
 
And O! That sacred, holy light! 
Whom my verse must yet profane 
For never can my voice be just 
To the priestess high [[Khaelyn]]! 
 
That elf bedecked with glory, 
Whose kindness swallows pain, 
Whose handmaids Peace and Mercy are 
But whose strength yet guards our plane! 
 
All these blessed heroes, 
And the shadows living free, 
Cleared then the human vessel, 
And made the demon's spirit flee, 
 
For out of hidden knowledge, 
Came the means to cut the bond, 
Out of many labors born, 
And the chances seemed once long, 
 
Yet the valor of [[Kermoria]] 
Joined in force supreme, 
Shook off the threat of demoness, 
And in realms divine I've seen, 
 
The gods gaze down with tears of pride, 
And ancestors raise their cups, 
In their scared halls they sing, 
For the feats of those they love! 
 
To everyone who joined with us 
In shadow or in light, 
On the field of battle hard, 
Or in the temple to recite 
 
Prayers to aid in freeing all 
Our people from the threat 
Of Maelshyve, wretched demoness, 
We are ever in your debt. 
 
==Elegies==
===Asara's Elegy===
''Context: Written after the death of [[Tirost]]'s mother,and performed at her funeral held by the [[Tavern Troupe]] in the [[Crossing High Temple|Crossing's Temple]].'' 
 
Now that you have left us, 
I sing not to mourn your life, 
But remember you forever, 
And see you on the [[Starry Road (plane)|other side]]. 
 
You lived a life of service; 
You saved a wayward son; 
You've taught the lost of Zoluren; 
Your [[Lymira|daughter]] has grown strong. 
 
And when your spirit reaches 
The tall halls of [[Meraud]] 
By our family a greeting comes 
Loud thundering applause, 
 
Yet to be parted from you, 
Rends me somewhere deep. 
Some part of me goes with you 
And your company will keep. 
 
We miss your persistent questions; 
We miss the way you laugh; 
You loved to read us stories: 
The happy ones and sad. 
 
Farewell for now, Beloved. 
We shall meet again, 
Or if my faith be all in vain 
Still with me till the end. 
 

===The Quiet Rose===
''Context: Written after [[Ayrell]], [[Navesi]], [[Dantia]], [[Miskton]] and [[Mazrian]] were abducted while investigating [[Wild magic (concept)|wild magic]].'' 
 
A lively, din-filled tavern 
That with th' queen of flowers shares her name, 
Where surrounded with good company 
Shone Lady Ayrell in her reign, 
 
Her court of adventurers daring, 
Artists whose gifts in all hearts bloom, 
Warriors of transcendent power, 
And all that to her light were drawn 
 
Have faded into memory. 
Here slants a yellow light. 
Now quiet save the publican, 
Who 'gainst the bar reclines. 
 
Gone are merry voices. 
No new brandy lines the bar. 
A few Dwarves speak of catastrophe. 
A woman pulls low her shawl, 
 
Yet the Mountain Guard's Commander, 
And all Elamiri's Pride, 
Remains to us unforgotten 
If still out of sight. 
 
Gods grant her fortitude and strength, 
And us good guidance send, 
So the Rose instead of withered, 
Will be full of life again. 
 
==Epics==
===Light and Darkness===
''Context: Written after research on [[Lyras]] caused [[Tirost]] to believe that the [[Philosophers of the Knife]] played an important role in her downfall. It was originally performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O, radiant muse, with head unbowed, and 
Golden tresses furling in the wind, sing 
Your lovely song. Seduce with pregnant words 
The myriad folk of these fair realms – 
Besieged by the dead – or undead rather, 
Whose rotted flesh and villainous power 
Utter ruin would wreak upon us all, 
But for the work of those heroes bold, who, 
Clad in shining armor, shields, and wielding 
Dire arms lay down their life rather than 
Be slaves to tyranny. And, when slain, to 
Spite the greatest demonic magic, rise 
Again by grace of gods, for their valiant 
Service uncorrupt, not yet to dwell in 
Loathsome death, but through their faith live free! 
 
But not all heroes by holy light perform 
Their deeds, but some in shadows work, where no 
Less than their shinning counterparts slay those 
Who would free souls enslave, for freedom is 
Precious not only to those who love the 
Law, but to every sentient mind that 
Feels and chooses. Such dark powers that 
Against tyranny fight with every breath, 
Praise too, timeless muse, and let not their hidden 
Labors pass unsung, for by their fury 
And dark rage are lives of many preserved, 
And many horrid monsters into the 
Void cast forever. 
 
O muse divine! Whose radiant eyes 
Into the truth of things pierce, and piercing, 
Know, inspire these adventurers to 
Great deeds that one day may echo in 
Epic verse through the halls of time! 
And when our age comes to pass, let us in 
Happiness learn the truth: that our infinite, 
Beautiful, and myriad paths, though wracked 
With pain and sorrow, love and joy, share one 
Destination, bound together for a 
Short time, and then, perhaps, for all time, 
Or for none. 
 
==Lyrics==
===War Poet===
''Context: Written and performed for the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner during the [[Post:The First Land Herald: Geva Dead Zoluren to Battle Elpalzi - 05/01/2017 - 00:04|Elpalzi Wars]].'' 
 
Each has a path to follow, 
While wand'ring through this life - 
Some will take to instruments, 
And some will choose the knife. 
 
As for me, a wanderer, 
Haunted by my muse, 
I will sing of everything 
From olden time till new. 
 
And every sentient passion 
That flows within our veins 
Will be the stuff of my song - 
Our highest joy and sharpest pain! 
 
And while the world must tremble, 
And feel [[Elpalzi]] dread, 
And rise up with most dire arms 
To face demons from the depths, 
 
I will walk through hills and dales, 
'Long rivers and through streets 
Singing with my starlit muse, 
Of the thrill of battle meet - 
 
For though I am a poet, 
Wreathed with laurel crown, 
The graceful dance of battle 
Enthralls me without bound! 
 
For to move with grace and strength 
This body from [[Meraud]] 
Or push the very limits 
Of all of magic's laws, 
 
Nothing is so thrilling 
Than to play the game 
That then requires all my skill - 
Life and death in balance hang! 
 
But in truth such martial bliss 
With love must tempered be, 
And even my dread [[haralun]] sword 
Must rest here in its sheath, 
 
For my muse loves the simple times 
As much as any great, 
The smiles passed between good friends 
Or a new one's hand to shake. 
 
==Drama==
===Opening Soliloquy from ''The Fall of Lyras''===
''Context: These are the opening lines of the verse play'' The Fall of Lyras ''written by [[Tirost]], and performed by [[Anjinson]] of the [[Tavern Troupe]] at the [[Yulugri Wala]] Theatre in [[Arthe Dale]].'' 
 
So secure these bleeting sheep 
Though they know nothing of the deep 
That lies beyond this [[Plane of Abiding|plane abiding]] 
Where fearsome demons hunt and creep. 
Though errant fools have killed me once 
This new found power I now flaunt 
From greater being than [[Meraud]] 
Shall blaze across this world I haunt, 
And cast I off my mortal cares 
Of mercy, hope and all that's fair 
And make this world a sacrifice 
And let creation taste of my despair!

Tirost

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{{PC
|name=Tirost
|status=a
|race=Human
|gender=Male
|guild=Warrior Mage
|instance=Prime
|relat=Lymira
}}

==Appearance==
[[File:tirost-tb.png|right|300px|Tirost]]
You see Knight of Meraud Tirost Armagna, Legendary Warrior Mage of Zoluren, a Human. 
Tirost has an oval face, silver-flecked crystal blue eyes and a straight nose. His dark brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin and an athletic build. 
He is a bit over average height for a Human. 
He has a tattoo of ominous black symbols on his left wrist. 
 
He is wearing a fur-trimmed black mantle clasped at the shoulder with a silversteel triskelion, a damite ring hauberk, a black steel mourning band inlaid with ivory lilies, a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel, a pair of black khadder pants fastened with animite studs and a pair of black leather boots with white meshor fox fur cuffs.
==Familiar==
[[File:pangovin.png|left|200px|Pangovin]]
His familiar, Pangovin, is a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes.

== Cherished Possessions ==
{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols  
|-
|
Tempered black haralun forms the sword's blade and crossguard, while animite adds a touch of depth to the arcane symbols that line the fuller. Surmounting the weapon is a hexagonal pommel of animite, which has been embossed with a wolf's head shrouded by an aura of flame over twin crossed swords. Highlighted by starry flecks of white, nightfire opals glitter in the eyes of the wolf, lending them bursts of silvery blue, deepest black, and pure crimson. 
 
''Commissioned by [[Anjinson]] from the legendary weaponsmith [[Squanto]] Longstalk. Anjinson gave it to Tirost as a gift. It was later enchanted by [[Sigzil]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a leather-bound black book inlaid with gold arcane symbols  
|-
|
Neatly inlaid into the black leather of the book's cover are arcane symbols representing different aspects of mana. Each symbol has been carefully crafted of polished gold and the pages are embellished with a subtle gold leafing on their edges. 
 
''This book was found in a cave near Arthe Dale that Tirost and [[Annais]] explored while searching for Vorclaf's crown. The book is heavy and nearly indestructible. The aether spirit Pangovin claims it is ancient and meant to be used as a weapon.''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves  
|-
|
A skillfully sculpted laurel branch encircles the lid of this glorious vessel, its nearly lifelike leaves framing the apex of a sturdy scroll handle. The handle itself, left free of ornamentation to provide a comfortable grip, runs from the top of the slightly tapered tankard to the decorative band of tracery surrounding the heavy base. A thick diamond-hide strap with a silversteel clasp loops through the handle for easy wear. 
 
''Given to Tirost by [[Casimira]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel  
|-
|
The large sheath is gripped by the bright metal at the throat, tip, and also by way of matching silversteel buckles that secure the heavy leather straps and allow it to be attached to a belt. A raven's feather and a hawk's feather are tied with a leather cord to one of the straps, and are the only touch of ornamentation to the piece. Thick lotusweave lines the inside and cradles weapons placed within.
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a braided copper ring  
|-
|
Engraved along the polished inner side of the band are the words, "Patience, Tenacity, and Endurance." 
 
''Given by [[Oscearo]].''
|}

==Poetry==
See the [[poetry of Tirost]].

==Background==
[[File:Tirost-by-navesi.png|right|300px|Knight of Meraud]]
Tirost was born in the lands around [[Laakmir]] in northwestern Therengia. His father, Daneolf, traveled throughout Kermoria trading, and sometimes returned with books, scrolls, codices of poetry and stories in Gamgweth and Common. Asara, Tirost's mother, loved literature and history, and taught Tirost and [[Lymira]] to read and write. 

When still very young, Tirost met the Elothean Moon Mage [[Malzard]]. Perhaps sensing the boy's aptitude for elemental mana, Malzard told Tirost of the Legendary Warrior Mage Galain. He also spoke of the necromancer [[Lyras]] and the events that lead to her downfall. When Tirost was twelve years old, his village experienced a tragedy, and he, his mother and his sister traveled south, where they resettled in his mother's homeland of the [[Wolf Clan]]. 

Though many in the Wolf Clan preferred oral traditions to the written word, Asara became a trusted lorekeeper and storyteller. She taught at the orphanage in the Middens, and Tirost often accompanied her and played with the other children. When he turned nineteen, Tirost was accepted by Gauthus into the Warrior Mage Guild.

==Adventures==
Shortly after joining the Warrior Mage Guild, Tirost became a member of the [[Tavern Troupe]] Performing Order, where the Speaker of the Order, [[Anjinson]] Shilanthor mentored him.

Tirost joined the defense of Zoluren against the Elpalzi. He fought in chaotic battles in Dirge and the Crossing, before participating in a ritual lead by the Moon Mage Trethom to penetrate the defenses of Sorrow's Keep, where Elpalzi leader [[Alret]] Fengral had encamped. It became known that Geva and Alret had served the demoness [[Maelshyve]], which prompted Tirost to delve deeper into the lore surrounding demons and necromancy. He began writing a play entitled ''The Fall of Lyras'', and sought out those who had fought the legendary necromancer, and those who had first hand knowledge of necromancy.

Later, when the War Lord [[Viggu]] raided Rossman's Landing and Therenborough, Tirost joined the defense of the Northlands organized by [[Klurn]] Odarien. Throughout the campaign, he became familiar with his fellow warrior mages [[Woten]], [[Mazrian]], [[Perune]] and [[Saragos]]. During that time, Tirost's research into demonlogy advanced considerably. He became familiar with the Philosophers [redacted], [[Briaen]] Huns and [redacted], and began to read the works of [[Zamidren]] Book, [[Jeihrem]] Kralissa, and [[Xerasyth]]. He also began to practice sorcery and experiment with connections to the Elemental Plane of Metal under the guidance of [[Woten]] and [redacted].

As [[Anduwen Watch]] prepared to assault Maelshyve's Fortress in Zaulfung, Tirost consulted Philosopher necromancers as to the best means of preventing the manifestation of the demon in the Plane of Abiding. [Redacted] and [redacted] spoke of a demon hunter, [[Osven]], how he had developed a potent alchemical substance that would prevent Maelshyve's manifestation. Tirost persuaded Perune to accept the vials and use them during the raid. Inflamed by a passionate disagreement on matters unrelated to the raid, [[Elec]] exposed Tirost as a sorcerer and called for his capture and interrogation.

[[File:Tir-aeril-train.jpeg|left|300px|Tirost and Aerilia discuss combat techniques]]
Unwilling to bring disgrace on the Tavern Troupe, Tirost resigned his position on the council. He was offered membership in the [[Order of the Dragon Shield]] by [[Mystylaine]] and he accepted. In this period, [[Lasika]] passed a notebook into Tirost's hands which contained in its scrawlings a code that lead to one of the many tunnels Lasika had either created or found. In exploring one of those tunnels, Tirost found what appeared to be an ancient crown. After researching the markings on the crown, its shape, and the stone which it bore, Tirost posited that Lasika may have found part of a crown that had belonged to House Sorvendig. Cryptic poetry of the period suggested that the stone inlaid in the crown fragment might have the ability to disrupt the magic necromancers employ to self-resurrect; however, as Tirost presented his findings, the Necro Lord [[Nefis]] severed Tirost's arm and stole the crown and the gem. Ultimately, Tirost sought the help of many allies and was able to recover the fragments of the crown, though Nefis was successful in destroying the gem.

Tirost left Kermoria on a journey in search of his former mentor [[Malzard]], but after several years returned as plans were being laid to land on the Basalt Isle and use the Sanyu Aes weapon to destroy Jehirem. Tirost served with the assault teams on the isle, witnessed the death of [[Zauldin]] and the effects of Sanyu Aes on the lich.

Back in Zoluren, Tirost was honored to perform a concert organized by [[TART]]. Most recently, he has shared information regarding Osven and necromancy at a lecture at Gealeranendae College and worked with Kintryn to organize the Therengian vanguard against the resurgent forces of the Red Bear Orc Chief Viggu. After being invited to join the [[Northern Watch]] by his best friend [[Crobin]], Tirost underwent the test called the Gauntlet and joined the Second Combat Unit.

==Story Arcs, Logs and In Character Fiction==
[[File:Tirost-crobin-bar.jpeg|right|300px|Tirost and Crobin carousing]]
See [[Tirost/Logs|logs]].

File:Tirost-crobin-bar.jpeg

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Item:Garden's Vision (crafted)

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{{stub}}
{{CraftTemplate|itype=Garden's Vision|noun=<various>|type=misc|mat=sigil|dif=4|vol=2|matdetail=abolition, antipode|tech=Advanced Artificing Design|||}}

* This item will reflect the base component purple '''sapphire''' or '''amethyst''' used to create it, so the base noun and measurements will vary. If the base component was ''a tiny purple sapphire'', the finished item will also be ''a tiny purple sapphire''.
* The '''Garden's Vision''' enchant will allow the user to gaze into the enchanted sapphire or amethyst and see all hidden and invisible persons in the room.

==Focus==
An example {{com|focus}} for this item:
:
You take the amethyst in your hands and focus carefully upon it.
You sense a matrix formed using Lunar mana, commonly referred to as the Garden's Vision enchantment.
This enchantment appears ready for use. You believe this enchantment can be activated by gazing into it.The enchantment appears to be masterfully-crafted has excellent potency, demonstrates central complexity, and is completely abstract. This enchantment is of Minor grade, and was modified to bonus durability. The matrix originally supported 3 charges, and has 3 charges remaining.
==Standard==

{|class="wikitable"
! Material !! Mat. Capacity !! Mat. Durability !! Speed !! Tool Durability !! Notes
|-
| Sapphire || || || || ||
|}

==Variations==
{|class="wikitable sortable"
! Material !! Mat. Capacity !! Mat. Durability !! Speed !! Tool Durability !! Notes
|-
| || || || || ||
|}

==Verbs==
* {{com|GAZE}} amethyst:
You gaze into your purple amethyst looking for inner vision and see Lymira.
You sense the final strand of a white light snap deep within the amethyst, extinguishing the enchantment.
Roundtime: 4 sec.

{{RefAl|p=-|a=y}}

Item:Garden's Vision (crafted)

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{{stub}}
{{CraftTemplate|itype=Garden's Vision|noun=<various>|type=misc|mat=sigil|dif=4|vol=2|matdetail=abolition, antipode|tech=Advanced Artificing Design|||}}

* This item will reflect the base component purple '''sapphire''' or '''amethyst''' used to create it, so the base noun and measurements will vary. If the base component was ''a tiny pink sapphire'', the finished item will also be ''a tiny pink sapphire''.
* The '''Garden's Vision''' enchant will allow the user to gaze into the enchanted sapphire or amethyst and see all hidden and invisible persons in the room.

==Focus==
An example {{com|focus}} for this item:
:
You take the amethyst in your hands and focus carefully upon it.
You sense a matrix formed using Lunar mana, commonly referred to as the Garden's Vision enchantment.
This enchantment appears ready for use. You believe this enchantment can be activated by gazing into it.The enchantment appears to be masterfully-crafted has excellent potency, demonstrates central complexity, and is completely abstract. This enchantment is of Minor grade, and was modified to bonus durability. The matrix originally supported 3 charges, and has 3 charges remaining.
==Standard==

{|class="wikitable"
! Material !! Mat. Capacity !! Mat. Durability !! Speed !! Tool Durability !! Notes
|-
| Sapphire || || || || ||
|}

==Variations==
{|class="wikitable sortable"
! Material !! Mat. Capacity !! Mat. Durability !! Speed !! Tool Durability !! Notes
|-
| || || || || ||
|}

==Verbs==
* {{com|GAZE}} amethyst:
You gaze into your purple amethyst looking for inner vision and see Lymira.
You sense the final strand of a white light snap deep within the amethyst, extinguishing the enchantment.
Roundtime: 4 sec.

{{RefAl|p=-|a=y}}

Artificing products

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{{RTOC}}
These are the items that can currently be produced by the [[Artificing discipline]]. 

==Utility and Fluff Artificing==
{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Notes || Components || Technique
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|radiant trinket (crafted)|radiant trinket}} || Apprentice || 01 - extremely easy || toy || abolition + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|mana trinket (crafted)|mana trinket}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || toy || abolition + any + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|flash trinket (crafted)|flash trinket}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || toy || induction + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|cambrinth retuner (crafted)|cambrinth retuner}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || [[Cambrinth Retune]] || congruence + (finished rod) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|celestial beacon (crafted)|celestial beacon}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || [[Celestial Beacon]] || abolition + (any gem) || Martial Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|wind trinket (crafted)|wind trinket}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || toy ||rarefaction + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|simple devourer (crafted)|simple devourer}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || [[Devourer]]||abolition + metamorphosis + (pearl) || Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Eluned's Scry (crafted)|Eluned's Scry}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || [[Eluned%27s Scry]] || abolition + permutation + (bone) || Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|earth trinket (crafted)|earth trinket}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || toy || permutation + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) ||Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Garden's Vision (crafted)|Garden's Vision}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || [[Garden%27s Vision]] || abolition+antipode+(purple amethyst or sapphire ) || Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|fire trinket (crafted)|fire trinket}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || toy || induction + paradox + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Mirkik sokis (crafted)|Mirkik sokis}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || [[Mirkik sokis]] || induction + rarefaction + (high value gem)|| Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|water trinket (crafted)|water trinket}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || toy || abolition + ascension + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.)|| Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|aura device (crafted)|aura device}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || [[Lunar Aura Device]] || abolition + paradox + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) ||Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|magic gem (crafted)|magic gem}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || permutation + unity + (gem) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|nemmiro stone (crafted)|nemmiro stone}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || {{ilink|i|nemmiro stone}} || abolition + any + any + (pebble)|| Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|shatter sigil (crafted)|shatter sigil}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || removes enchantments/flares from items || abolition + decay + antipode + (ingot)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|mining stone (crafted)|mining stone}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || Absorbs mining (+lumberjacking?) accidents || rarefaction + integration + antipode + (pebble) || Martial Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|simple gwethsmasher (crafted)|simple gwethsmasher}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || [[Gwethsmasher]] (released 6/23/19) || abolition + metamorphosis + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.)|| Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Charisma)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Charisma'' || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || permutation+ paradox+ clarification+ (ring) || Martial Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Stamina)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Stamina'' || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || abolition + integration + nurture + (ring) || Martial Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Astoshe's Eclipse (crafted)|Astoshe's Eclipse}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || [[Astoshe%27s Eclipse]] || congruence + unity + (ring) || Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Wisdom)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Wisdom'' || Master || 09 - intricate || || induction+ metamorphosis+ evolution+ (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Intelligence)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Intelligence'' || Master || 09 - intricate || || abolition + paradox + nurture + (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|unleashed gwethsmasher (crafted)|unleashed gwethsmasher}} || Master || 10 - difficult || [[Gwethsmasher]] (released 6/23/19) || abolition + metamorphosis + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.)|| Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Discipline)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Discipline'' || Master || 10 - difficult || || permutation+ nurture+ decay+ (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Reflex)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Reflex'' || Master || 10 - difficult || || congruence+ metamorphosis+ evolution+ (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Agility)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Agility'' || Master || 11 - very difficult || || rarefaction+ nurture+ integration+ (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Strength)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Strength'' || Master || 11 - very difficult || || induction + antipode + evolution + (ring) || Exotic Artificing
|}

==Magical Foci==
* Components Note: the base physical component for all items in this chapter is a finished stone, bone or wood bead, totem, figurine, wand, rod, or statue.

Fount colors:
Red = Magnitude (bonus effect)
Yellow = Reduced activation time
Grey = durability (bonus charges)

{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Notes || Components || Technique
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|training ritual focus (crafted)|training ritual focus}} || Apprentice || 01 - extremely easy || || rarefaction|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|basic ritual focus (lunar)|basic lunar ritual focus}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || || rarefaction + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|basic ritual focus (elemental)|basic elemental ritual focus}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || || permutation + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || [[Item:basic ritual focus (life)|basic life ritual focus]] || Apprentice || 04 - simple || || induction+ any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|basic ritual focus (holy)|basic holy ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || || abolition+ any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|accurate focus (crafted)|accurate focus}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || accuracy (TM) || permutation+ nurture + decay|| Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|basic ritual focus (untuned)|basic untuned ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || nurture + any || Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (lunar)|advanced lunar ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || paradox + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|efficient focus (crafted)|efficient focus}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || mana efficiency (TM) || induction + metamorphosis + ascension || Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (elemental)|advanced elemental ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || || evolution + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|lethal focus (crafted)|lethal focus}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || damage and accuracy (TM) || congruence + paradox + clarification || Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (life)|advanced life ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || ascension + any || Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|destructive focus (crafted)|destructive focus}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || damage (TM) || abolition + decay + antipode || Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (holy)|advanced holy ritual focus}} || Master || 09 - intricate || || unity + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|fire focus (crafted)|fire focus}} || Master || 09 - intricate || fire damage added (TM) || evolution + integration + nurture || Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (AP)|advanced AP ritual focus}} || Master || 10 - difficult || || decay + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|frost focus (crafted)|frost focus}} || Master || 10 - difficult || frost damage added (TM) || evolution + metamorphosis + unity|| Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (untuned)|advanced untuned ritual focus}} || Master || 11 - very difficult || ||abolition + any + unity || Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|electric focus (crafted)|electric focus}} || Master || 11 - very difficult || electric damage added (TM) || evolution + ascension + paradox||Advanced Foci Creation
|}

==[[Fount]] Creation==
* Components Note: the base physical component to all items in this chapter is a small stone or wood sphere (there is no crafted bone sphere available).

{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Notes || Components || Technique
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray fragile fount with a rough surface|{{ilink|i|gray fragile fount with a rough surface|common material minor fount}}}} || || 01 - extremely easy || || congruence || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray fragile fount with a coarse surface|{{ilink|i|gray fragile fount with a coarse surface|common material lesser fount}}}} || || 02 - very easy || || congruence + abolition || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray fragile fount with a texture surface|{{ilink|i|gray fragile fount with a texture surface|common material greater fount}}}} || || 03 - easy || || congruence + rarefaction || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thin fount with a rough surface|{{ilink|i|gray thin fount with a rough surface|uncommon material minor fount}}}} || || 03 - easy || || congruence (x2) + paradox || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray fragile fount with a grooved surface|{{ilink|i|gray fragile fount with a grooved surface|common material major fount}}}} || || 04 - simple || || congruence + evolution || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thin fount with a coarse surface|{{ilink|i|gray thin fount with a coarse surface|uncommon material lesser fount}}}} || || 05 - basic || || congruence (x2) + nurture || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thick fount with a rough surface|{{ilink|i|gray thick fount with a rough surface|rare material minor fount}}}} || || 05 - basic || || congruence (x2) + metamorphosis + nurture || Advanced Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thin fount with a texture surface|{{ilink|i|gray thin fount with a texture surface|uncommon material greater fount}}}} || || 06 - somewhat challenging || || congruence (x2) + integration || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray heavy fount with a rough surface|{{ilink|i|gray heavy fount with a rough surface|ultra rare material minor fount}}}} || || 06 - somewhat challenging || || congruence (x2) + decay + nurture || Complex Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thin fount with a grooved surface|{{ilink|i|gray thin fount with a grooved surface|uncommon material major fount}}}} || || 07 - challenging || || congruence (x2) + clarification || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thick fount with a coarse surface|{{ilink|i|gray thick fount with a coarse surface|rare material lesser fount}}}} || || 07 - challenging || || congruence (x2) + metamorphosis + decay || Advanced Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thick fount with a texture surface|{{ilink|i|gray thick fount with a texture surface|rare material greater fount}}}} || || 08 - complicated || || congruence (x2) + metamorphosis + paradox || Advanced Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray heavy fount with a coarse surface|{{ilink|i|gray heavy fount with a coarse surface|ultra rare material lesser fount}}}} || || 08 - complicated || || congruence (x2) + decay + decay || Complex Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thick fount with a grooved surface|{{ilink|i|gray thick fount with a grooved surface|rare material major fount}}}} || || 09 - intricate || || congruence (x2) + metamorphosis + evolution || Advanced Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray heavy fount with a texture surface|{{ilink|gray heavy fount with a texture surface|ultra rare material greater fount}}}} || || 09 - intricate || || congruence (x2) + decay + paradox || Complex Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray heavy fount with a grooved surface|{{ilink|i|gray heavy fount with a grooved surface|ultra rare material major fount}}}} || || 10 - difficult || || congruence (x2) + decay + ascension || Complex Fount Creation

|}

==Artificing Tools==
{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Specialty || Components || Technique
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|unfocused burin (crafted)|unfocused burin}} || Apprentice || 01 - extremely easy || || induction + (burin)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|focused burin (crafted)|focused burin}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || durability || induction + rarefaction + (burin)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|oval augmenting loop (crafted)|oval augmenting loop}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || durability || permutation + clarification + (short pole)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|gwethdesuan (crafted)|gwethdesuan}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || || induction+ascension+({{ilink|i|ju'ladan oil|oil-dipped}} gwethdesuan stone+chain) || Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|small enchanter's brazier (crafted)|small enchanter's brazier}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || balanced || rarefaction + congruence + (brazier) || Advanced Enchanted Tools
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|oblong augmenting loop (crafted)|oblong augmenting loop}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || durability || permutation + clarification + permutation + (short pole)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|simple imbuement rod (crafted)|simple imbuement rod}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || induction + evolution + (rod)|| Advanced Enchanted Tools
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|abstract burin (crafted)|abstract burin}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || durability || induction + rarefaction+unity + (burin) || Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|circular augmenting loop (crafted)|circular augmenting loop}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || durability || permutation + clarification + rarefaction + (short pole)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|stout imbuement rod (crafted)|stout imbuement rod}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || abolition + paradox + nurture + (rod) ||Advanced Enchanted Tools
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|precise burin (crafted)|precise burin}} || Master || 10 - difficult || speed || induction + rarefaction + integration + (burin) ||Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|flat augmenting loop (crafted)|flat augmenting loop}} || Master || 10 - difficult || speed || permutation + clarification + induction+(short pole) ||Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|precise imbuement rod (crafted)|precise imbuement rod}} || Master || 11 - very difficult || || rarefaction + antipode + metamorphosis + (rod) ||Advanced Enchanted Tools
|-
|5 || {{ilink|i|compact enchanter's brazier (crafted)|compact enchanter's brazier}} || Master || 12 - extremely difficult || speed || rarefaction + induction + integration +(brazier) || Advanced Enchanted Tools
|}

==Wands and Runestones==
{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Notes || Components || Technique
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|bubble wand (crafted)|bubble wand}} || Apprentice || 01 - extremely easy || toy || permutation + (wand or rod)|| Basic Wand Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|ease burden runestone (crafted)|ease burden runestone}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || || permutation + induction + (carved runestone)|| Basic Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|seal cambrinth runestone (crafted)|seal cambrinth runestone}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || || induction + congruence + (carved runestone)|| Basic Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|burden runestone (crafted)|burden runestone}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || || permutation + rarefaction + (carved runestone)|| Basic Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|manifest force runestone (crafted)|manifest force runestone}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || || rarefaction + induction + (carved runestone)|| Advanced Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|strange arrow runestone (crafted)|strange arrow runestone}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || permutation + rarefaction + (carved runestone)|| Advanced Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|gauge flow runestone (crafted)|gauge flow runestone}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || || abolition + induction + (carved runestone)|| Advanced Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|dispel runestone (crafted)|dispel runestone}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || rarefaction + induction + (carved runestone)||Basic Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|lore arcana wand (crafted)|lore arcana wand}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || induction + ascension + evolution + (wand)|| Advanced Wand Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|lay ward runestone (crafted)|lay ward runestone}} || Master || 09 - intricate || || rarefaction + induction + (carved runestone)|| Advanced Runestone Creation
|}

Item:Garden's Vision (crafted)

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{{CraftTemplate|itype=Garden's Vision|noun=<various>|type=misc|mat=sigil|dif=4|vol=2|matdetail=abolition, antipode|tech=Advanced Artificing Design|||}}

* This item will reflect the base component '''sapphire''' or '''amethyst''' used to create it, so the base noun and measurements will vary. If the base component was ''a tiny pink sapphire'', the finished item will also be ''a tiny pink sapphire''.
* The '''Garden's Vision''' enchant will allow the user to gaze into the enchanted sapphire or amethyst and see all hidden and invisible persons in the room.

==Focus==
An example {{com|focus}} for this item:
:
You take the amethyst in your hands and focus carefully upon it.
You sense a matrix formed using Lunar mana, commonly referred to as the Garden's Vision enchantment.
This enchantment appears ready for use. You believe this enchantment can be activated by gazing into it.The enchantment appears to be masterfully-crafted has excellent potency, demonstrates central complexity, and is completely abstract. This enchantment is of Minor grade, and was modified to bonus durability. The matrix originally supported 3 charges, and has 3 charges remaining.
==Standard==

{|class="wikitable"
! Material !! Mat. Capacity !! Mat. Durability !! Speed !! Tool Durability !! Notes
|-
| Sapphire || || || || ||
|}

==Variations==
{|class="wikitable sortable"
! Material !! Mat. Capacity !! Mat. Durability !! Speed !! Tool Durability !! Notes
|-
| || || || || ||
|}

==Verbs==
* {{com|GAZE}} amethyst:
You gaze into your purple amethyst looking for inner vision and see Lymira.
You sense the final strand of a white light snap deep within the amethyst, extinguishing the enchantment.
Roundtime: 4 sec.

{{RefAl|p=-|a=y}}

Artificing products

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{{RTOC}}
These are the items that can currently be produced by the [[Artificing discipline]]. 

==Utility and Fluff Artificing==
{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Notes || Components || Technique
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|radiant trinket (crafted)|radiant trinket}} || Apprentice || 01 - extremely easy || toy || abolition + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|mana trinket (crafted)|mana trinket}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || toy || abolition + any + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|flash trinket (crafted)|flash trinket}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || toy || induction + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|cambrinth retuner (crafted)|cambrinth retuner}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || [[Cambrinth Retune]] || congruence + (finished rod) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|celestial beacon (crafted)|celestial beacon}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || [[Celestial Beacon]] || abolition + (any gem) || Martial Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|wind trinket (crafted)|wind trinket}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || toy ||rarefaction + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|simple devourer (crafted)|simple devourer}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || [[Devourer]]||abolition + metamorphosis + (pearl) || Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Eluned's Scry (crafted)|Eluned's Scry}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || [[Eluned%27s Scry]] || abolition + permutation + (bone) || Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|earth trinket (crafted)|earth trinket}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || toy || permutation + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) ||Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Garden's Vision (crafted)|Garden's Vision}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || [[Garden%27s Vision]] || abolition+antipode+(amethyst or sapphire ) || Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|fire trinket (crafted)|fire trinket}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || toy || induction + paradox + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Mirkik sokis (crafted)|Mirkik sokis}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || [[Mirkik sokis]] || induction + rarefaction + (high value gem)|| Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|water trinket (crafted)|water trinket}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || toy || abolition + ascension + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.)|| Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|aura device (crafted)|aura device}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || [[Lunar Aura Device]] || abolition + paradox + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.) ||Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|magic gem (crafted)|magic gem}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || permutation + unity + (gem) || Basic Artificing Principles
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|nemmiro stone (crafted)|nemmiro stone}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || {{ilink|i|nemmiro stone}} || abolition + any + any + (pebble)|| Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|shatter sigil (crafted)|shatter sigil}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || removes enchantments/flares from items || abolition + decay + antipode + (ingot)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|mining stone (crafted)|mining stone}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || Absorbs mining (+lumberjacking?) accidents || rarefaction + integration + antipode + (pebble) || Martial Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|simple gwethsmasher (crafted)|simple gwethsmasher}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || [[Gwethsmasher]] (released 6/23/19) || abolition + metamorphosis + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.)|| Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Charisma)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Charisma'' || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || permutation+ paradox+ clarification+ (ring) || Martial Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Stamina)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Stamina'' || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || abolition + integration + nurture + (ring) || Martial Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Astoshe's Eclipse (crafted)|Astoshe's Eclipse}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || [[Astoshe%27s Eclipse]] || congruence + unity + (ring) || Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Wisdom)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Wisdom'' || Master || 09 - intricate || || induction+ metamorphosis+ evolution+ (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Intelligence)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Intelligence'' || Master || 09 - intricate || || abolition + paradox + nurture + (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|unleashed gwethsmasher (crafted)|unleashed gwethsmasher}} || Master || 10 - difficult || [[Gwethsmasher]] (released 6/23/19) || abolition + metamorphosis + (bead, totem, figurine, etc.)|| Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Discipline)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Discipline'' || Master || 10 - difficult || || permutation+ nurture+ decay+ (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Reflex)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Reflex'' || Master || 10 - difficult || || congruence+ metamorphosis+ evolution+ (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Agility)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Agility'' || Master || 11 - very difficult || || rarefaction+ nurture+ integration+ (ring)|| Exotic Artificing
|-
| 2 || {{ilink|i|Ring of Glory (Strength)|Ring of Glory}} - ''Strength'' || Master || 11 - very difficult || || induction + antipode + evolution + (ring) || Exotic Artificing
|}

==Magical Foci==
* Components Note: the base physical component for all items in this chapter is a finished stone, bone or wood bead, totem, figurine, wand, rod, or statue.

Fount colors:
Red = Magnitude (bonus effect)
Yellow = Reduced activation time
Grey = durability (bonus charges)

{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Notes || Components || Technique
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|training ritual focus (crafted)|training ritual focus}} || Apprentice || 01 - extremely easy || || rarefaction|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|basic ritual focus (lunar)|basic lunar ritual focus}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || || rarefaction + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|basic ritual focus (elemental)|basic elemental ritual focus}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || || permutation + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || [[Item:basic ritual focus (life)|basic life ritual focus]] || Apprentice || 04 - simple || || induction+ any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|basic ritual focus (holy)|basic holy ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || || abolition+ any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|accurate focus (crafted)|accurate focus}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || accuracy (TM) || permutation+ nurture + decay|| Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|basic ritual focus (untuned)|basic untuned ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || nurture + any || Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (lunar)|advanced lunar ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || paradox + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|efficient focus (crafted)|efficient focus}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || mana efficiency (TM) || induction + metamorphosis + ascension || Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (elemental)|advanced elemental ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || || evolution + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|lethal focus (crafted)|lethal focus}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || damage and accuracy (TM) || congruence + paradox + clarification || Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (life)|advanced life ritual focus}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || ascension + any || Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|destructive focus (crafted)|destructive focus}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || damage (TM) || abolition + decay + antipode || Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (holy)|advanced holy ritual focus}} || Master || 09 - intricate || || unity + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|fire focus (crafted)|fire focus}} || Master || 09 - intricate || fire damage added (TM) || evolution + integration + nurture || Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (AP)|advanced AP ritual focus}} || Master || 10 - difficult || || decay + any|| Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|frost focus (crafted)|frost focus}} || Master || 10 - difficult || frost damage added (TM) || evolution + metamorphosis + unity|| Advanced Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|advanced ritual focus (untuned)|advanced untuned ritual focus}} || Master || 11 - very difficult || ||abolition + any + unity || Ritual Foci Creation
|-
| 3 || {{ilink|i|electric focus (crafted)|electric focus}} || Master || 11 - very difficult || electric damage added (TM) || evolution + ascension + paradox||Advanced Foci Creation
|}

==[[Fount]] Creation==
* Components Note: the base physical component to all items in this chapter is a small stone or wood sphere (there is no crafted bone sphere available).

{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Notes || Components || Technique
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray fragile fount with a rough surface|{{ilink|i|gray fragile fount with a rough surface|common material minor fount}}}} || || 01 - extremely easy || || congruence || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray fragile fount with a coarse surface|{{ilink|i|gray fragile fount with a coarse surface|common material lesser fount}}}} || || 02 - very easy || || congruence + abolition || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray fragile fount with a texture surface|{{ilink|i|gray fragile fount with a texture surface|common material greater fount}}}} || || 03 - easy || || congruence + rarefaction || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thin fount with a rough surface|{{ilink|i|gray thin fount with a rough surface|uncommon material minor fount}}}} || || 03 - easy || || congruence (x2) + paradox || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray fragile fount with a grooved surface|{{ilink|i|gray fragile fount with a grooved surface|common material major fount}}}} || || 04 - simple || || congruence + evolution || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thin fount with a coarse surface|{{ilink|i|gray thin fount with a coarse surface|uncommon material lesser fount}}}} || || 05 - basic || || congruence (x2) + nurture || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thick fount with a rough surface|{{ilink|i|gray thick fount with a rough surface|rare material minor fount}}}} || || 05 - basic || || congruence (x2) + metamorphosis + nurture || Advanced Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thin fount with a texture surface|{{ilink|i|gray thin fount with a texture surface|uncommon material greater fount}}}} || || 06 - somewhat challenging || || congruence (x2) + integration || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray heavy fount with a rough surface|{{ilink|i|gray heavy fount with a rough surface|ultra rare material minor fount}}}} || || 06 - somewhat challenging || || congruence (x2) + decay + nurture || Complex Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thin fount with a grooved surface|{{ilink|i|gray thin fount with a grooved surface|uncommon material major fount}}}} || || 07 - challenging || || congruence (x2) + clarification || Basic Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thick fount with a coarse surface|{{ilink|i|gray thick fount with a coarse surface|rare material lesser fount}}}} || || 07 - challenging || || congruence (x2) + metamorphosis + decay || Advanced Fount Creation
|-
| 4 || {{Hover|gray thick fount with a texture surface|{{ilink|i|gray thick fount with a texture surface|rare material greater fount}}}} || || 08 - complicated || || congruence (x2) + metamorphosis + paradox || Advanced Fount Creation
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| 4 || {{Hover|gray heavy fount with a coarse surface|{{ilink|i|gray heavy fount with a coarse surface|ultra rare material lesser fount}}}} || || 08 - complicated || || congruence (x2) + decay + decay || Complex Fount Creation
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| 4 || {{Hover|gray thick fount with a grooved surface|{{ilink|i|gray thick fount with a grooved surface|rare material major fount}}}} || || 09 - intricate || || congruence (x2) + metamorphosis + evolution || Advanced Fount Creation
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| 4 || {{Hover|gray heavy fount with a texture surface|{{ilink|gray heavy fount with a texture surface|ultra rare material greater fount}}}} || || 09 - intricate || || congruence (x2) + decay + paradox || Complex Fount Creation
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| 4 || {{Hover|gray heavy fount with a grooved surface|{{ilink|i|gray heavy fount with a grooved surface|ultra rare material major fount}}}} || || 10 - difficult || || congruence (x2) + decay + ascension || Complex Fount Creation

|}

==Artificing Tools==
{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Specialty || Components || Technique
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|unfocused burin (crafted)|unfocused burin}} || Apprentice || 01 - extremely easy || || induction + (burin)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|focused burin (crafted)|focused burin}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || durability || induction + rarefaction + (burin)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|oval augmenting loop (crafted)|oval augmenting loop}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || durability || permutation + clarification + (short pole)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|gwethdesuan (crafted)|gwethdesuan}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || || induction+ascension+({{ilink|i|ju'ladan oil|oil-dipped}} gwethdesuan stone+chain) || Advanced Artificing Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|small enchanter's brazier (crafted)|small enchanter's brazier}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || balanced || rarefaction + congruence + (brazier) || Advanced Enchanted Tools
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|oblong augmenting loop (crafted)|oblong augmenting loop}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || durability || permutation + clarification + permutation + (short pole)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|simple imbuement rod (crafted)|simple imbuement rod}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || induction + evolution + (rod)|| Advanced Enchanted Tools
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|abstract burin (crafted)|abstract burin}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || durability || induction + rarefaction+unity + (burin) || Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|circular augmenting loop (crafted)|circular augmenting loop}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || durability || permutation + clarification + rarefaction + (short pole)|| Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|stout imbuement rod (crafted)|stout imbuement rod}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || abolition + paradox + nurture + (rod) ||Advanced Enchanted Tools
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|precise burin (crafted)|precise burin}} || Master || 10 - difficult || speed || induction + rarefaction + integration + (burin) ||Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|flat augmenting loop (crafted)|flat augmenting loop}} || Master || 10 - difficult || speed || permutation + clarification + induction+(short pole) ||Enchanted Tool Design
|-
| 5 || {{ilink|i|precise imbuement rod (crafted)|precise imbuement rod}} || Master || 11 - very difficult || || rarefaction + antipode + metamorphosis + (rod) ||Advanced Enchanted Tools
|-
|5 || {{ilink|i|compact enchanter's brazier (crafted)|compact enchanter's brazier}} || Master || 12 - extremely difficult || speed || rarefaction + induction + integration +(brazier) || Advanced Enchanted Tools
|}

==Wands and Runestones==
{| border="1" class="wikitable sortable"
! Chapter !! Item !! Book !! Difficulty || Notes || Components || Technique
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|bubble wand (crafted)|bubble wand}} || Apprentice || 01 - extremely easy || toy || permutation + (wand or rod)|| Basic Wand Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|ease burden runestone (crafted)|ease burden runestone}} || Apprentice || 02 - very easy || || permutation + induction + (carved runestone)|| Basic Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|seal cambrinth runestone (crafted)|seal cambrinth runestone}} || Apprentice || 03 - easy || || induction + congruence + (carved runestone)|| Basic Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|burden runestone (crafted)|burden runestone}} || Apprentice || 04 - simple || || permutation + rarefaction + (carved runestone)|| Basic Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|manifest force runestone (crafted)|manifest force runestone}} || Journeyman || 05 - basic || || rarefaction + induction + (carved runestone)|| Advanced Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|strange arrow runestone (crafted)|strange arrow runestone}} || Journeyman || 06 - somewhat challenging || || permutation + rarefaction + (carved runestone)|| Advanced Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|gauge flow runestone (crafted)|gauge flow runestone}} || Journeyman || 07 - challenging || || abolition + induction + (carved runestone)|| Advanced Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|dispel runestone (crafted)|dispel runestone}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || rarefaction + induction + (carved runestone)||Basic Runestone Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|lore arcana wand (crafted)|lore arcana wand}} || Journeyman || 08 - complicated || || induction + ascension + evolution + (wand)|| Advanced Wand Creation
|-
| 6 || {{ilink|i|lay ward runestone (crafted)|lay ward runestone}} || Master || 09 - intricate || || rarefaction + induction + (carved runestone)|| Advanced Runestone Creation
|}

Tirost/Logs/inquiry-foundations-magic

2024-12-07T17:01:22Z

ARMAGNA: Created page with "[Asemath Academy, Auditorium] This hall, used for lectures and other presentations, can hold the entire student body and faculty of the Academy. Rows of benches for the students and chairs for the professors are arranged before a low platform for the speakers or guests. The room is done in polished rosewood walls enlivened with woven hangings in abstract patterns. Brass and crystal lightglobes hold candles for evening presentations. Also here: Nemesis Nevali who is sit..."

[Asemath Academy, Auditorium]

This hall, used for lectures and other presentations, can hold the entire student body and faculty of the Academy. Rows of benches for the students and chairs for the professors are arranged before a low platform for the speakers or guests. The room is done in polished rosewood walls enlivened with woven hangings in abstract patterns. Brass and crystal lightglobes hold candles for evening presentations.

Also here: Nemesis Nevali who is sitting.

Obvious exits: out.

You smile.

Mage Aerilia just arrived.

You smile at Aerilia.

Aerilia smiles at you.

You begin to lecture Aerilia on the proper use of the Targeted Magic skill.

Aerilia begins to listen to you teach the Targeted Magic skill.

You see Mage Aerilia Lioren, War Witch of Meraud, an Elf.

Aerilia has pointed ears, gold-flecked blue eyes and a freckled nose. Her golden hair is long and wavy, and is worn in a careless, windblown arrangement. She has freckled skin and a lithe figure.

She is short for an Elf.

She appears to be young.

She is in good shape.

She is wearing a silver necklace decorated with carved cambrinth charms, a fluffy sheepskin cloak clasped by a plain silversteel cloak pin, a loose-fitting Elven wool shirt tied at the wrists with leather cords, some snug-fitting leather leggings and some pliable deer-hide boots affixed with Elven silver buckles.

You ask Aerilia, "Good to see you. How have you been?"

You say to Nevali, "Glad you're here, Nevali."

Nevali asks, "How come?"

You say, "The more people hear and share their ideas, the better."

You smile.

Aerilia nods her head in understanding.

Aerilia says to you, "Just as well as usual. Looking forward to hearing people talk today."

Nevali shrugs.

You chuckle.

You ask Aerilia, "You're planning to be among them, I hope?"

Nevali asks, "You hear my gweth thoughts earlier?"

Aerilia nods to you.

You nod to Nevali.

Nevali leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Nevali asks, "Is this gonna be actual historians talkin' about magic, or more speculation?"

You say to Nevali, "I did. Visions are always intereting to hear and interpret."

Nevali says, "Was just a dream, not a vision."

You say, "It's going to be an analysis of the events we've witnessed, and what they can tell us about mana, the Heralds and the Immortals."

You ask Nevali, "Oh?"

You ask, "Not a Moon Mage vision then, but your own personal dream?"

Nevali says, "Yep."

You say, "Ah."

You get an Ilithic applewood picnic basket lined with Elven silk from inside your sling bag.

You pull an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread out of your picnic basket, setting the basket aside as you spread the cloth out on the ground.

[General] Your mind hears Golameth thinking, "here in a few I will be in the Crossing Cemetery to go over combat basics when fighting another opponent, all are welcome but this is baseline knowledge every fighter should know when they enter the fight"

Nevali says, "I hope... folks are gonna just analyze and assess, and not try and shove every square thought into the same circle shaped hole and ignore anything that won't fit."

You chuckle.

Aerilia smiles.

[Personal] Your mind hears Mistanna thinking, "<to you>" "Isn't your think in like 15 roi too?"

You say to Nevali, "I think they'll think what they want, but sharing ideas is useful for a lot of us, I think."

[Personal] Your mind hears Mistanna thinking, "<to you>" "thing*"

Nevali gives a slight nod.

You hear your mental voice echo to Mistanna, "It is. Come by the Academy if you like."

You project your thoughts to Mistanna.

[Personal] Your mind hears Mistanna thinking, "<to you>" "On my way sir!"

You ask Aerilia, "Still training in Therengia?"

Aerilia nods to you.

You ask, "Hunting orcs?"

Nevali says, "Y'know. Used to think... still struggle NOT to think... that everyone on the side of sorcery hated me... for sticking to what sounded... better. Safer. Maybe not immediately safer, but just... y'know... I don't like other planes getting in the way of life on this one."

Nevali angles her ears forward in curiosity.

Nevali asks, "Orcs?"

Aerilia says to you, "Still with the gryphons for now. It's slower going, but I haven't quite found a replacement yet."

Nevali asks, "Adults or...?"

You say to Nevali, "Rest assured that I, as a sorcerer, don't hate you, nor anyone who disapproves of the art."

Aerilia says, "No, the younger ones. The flying adults are too annoying to deal with."

You chuckle at Aerilia.

You nod.

Sublime Mender Kerennya just arrived.

Kerennya says, "Hello."

You smile at Kerennya.

Kerennya waves.

Aerilia waves to Kerennya.

You wave.

Nevali asks, "Yeah. Are they stronger than the orcs and warcats in the village?"

Aerilia says, "Good evening."

Nevali waves to Kerennya.

Kerennya says, "Good evening."

Aerilia says, "Not sure about the orcs. I've wanted to stick to things I can skin where possible."

You say to Kerennya, "Welcome, Kere. Food and drinks are on the cloth."

Nevali says, "I just started huntin' them onyx gargoyles closer to home, no more Therengia for me for a while, I hope."

Kerennya says, "Thanks."

You nod to Aerilia.

Kerennya says to Nevali, "I hunt those too."

Nevali says, "I'm movin' up fast! I thought I was way behind everyone smarter'n me."

Kerennya gets a bowl of fresh cut vegetables with vinaigrette from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Aerilia says, "I tried the seordmaors, but their lightning bolts were a bit too difficult to dodge still."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "We're meeting in the Auditorium of the Aesmath Academy in the Crossing for any who wish to discuss what we've learned of magic from recent events."

You nod to Aerilia.

Kerennya says to Nevali, "My combats are ridiculously low with respect to my other skills."

Valynn just arrived.

You smile at Valynn.

Kerennya waves to Valynn.

Valynn grins.

Kerennya slings a duffel bag beautifully embroidered with a dolphin pattern in aquamarine thread off from over her shoulder.

Valynn smiles at you.

You say to Valynn, "Glad you made it."

Kerennya puts her bag in a rippling eddy of radiant ocean-hued light bound by a frame of sungold rays.

Valynn hugs Kerennya, getting a smile in return.

Aerilia hugs Valynn, getting a smile in return.

You say, "Food and drinks are on the cloth."

Kerennya hugs Valynn, getting a smile in return.

Valynn grins at Aerilia.

Aerilia grins.

Valynn hugs Aerilia, getting a smile in return.

Kerennya takes a bite of a bowl of fresh cut vegetables with vinaigrette and chews carefully on it.

[General] Your mind hears Shavay thinking, "Any results from that... machine... thing, west of town?"

Valta Varna Mistanna just arrived.

Valynn says to you, "Glad I could make it as well, thank you."

You smile.

You hug Mistanna who wraps her arms around you with a warm smile. A faint scent of lavender clings to her skin.

Mistanna hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.

Valynn pulls down the hood of her cloak.

Valynn dusts herself off.

Kerennya waves to Mistanna.

You say to Mistanna, "Good to see you, Mistanna."

Mistanna waves to Kerennya.

Valynn draws forth a walnut-hafted fishing spear with a long iron tip.

Aerilia takes a seat.

Valynn shows Aerilia her fishing spear.

Valynn flourishes her fishing spear about in a butterfly pattern.

Mistanna says to you, "You as well."

You smile.

Valynn says to Aerilia, "You have inspired me."

Aerilia asks Valynn, "Oh?"

Ruea just arrived.

Aerilia grins at Valynn.

Valynn shows Aerilia her fishing spear.

Ruea smiles.

You ask Valynn, "Her obssession with spears?"

Valynn grins at Aerilia.

You smile at Ruea.

Valynn chuckles at you!

Valynn nods.

Valynn grins at Ruea.

You say to Ruea, "Welcome, Ru. Thanks for coming."

Ruea smiles at you.

Valynn sheathes her fishing spear.

Aerilia says to Valynn, "Excellent! I bet that's satisfying to throw."

Aerilia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.

You say, "Drinks and food are on the cloth."

Ruea says to you, "My pleasure."

Valynn draws forth a triple-tined aldamdin trident with a tamboti handle.

Valynn flourishes her aldamdin trident about in a butterfly pattern.

You see Ruea Shai'lin, an Elf.

Ruea has a softly featured face with high cheekbones, delicately pointing ears, dark lashes framing prismatic silver eyes and a fine, straight nose. Her champagne-blonde hair is hip length and marked with a frost-white streak over one temple, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a lifesculpted silverwillow tiara graced with a radiant molten-core diamond. She has sun-kissed skin and a poised willowy figure.

She is petite for an Elf.

She appears to be young.

She has a tattoo of a delicate vine winding across her collarbone, dappled with an array of violets in a muted watercolor design. Fine lines of verdant green trail gracefully around the slender arch of her shoulder, each blossom captured at a different angle and phase of bloom. The brilliant green tendrils drift down toward the elbow, its curving leaves cradling fragile buds inked in variegated shades of indigo ink on her arm.

She is in good shape.

She is wearing a fragile aldamdin earcuff suspending a wire-wrapped dawnbreak diamond, a fetching dove-white wildlace gown dappled with beautifully preserved violets, a scorched witchclaw band inlaid with a lurid purple crystal knot, a delicate windsteel ring cradling a faceted moss agate with striking inclusions, a lifesculpted silverwillow ring cradling a molten-core diamond, a chainmail blued moonsilver anklet dangling an ocean's heart diamond, a lifesculpted silverwillow anklet beset with ice-white diamonds and a pair of high heels studded with white diamonds.

Mistanna waves to Ruea.

Valynn shows Aerilia her aldamdin trident.

Ruea waves to Mistanna.

Valynn says, "So's that one."

Valynn grins.

Aerilia nods to Valynn.

You ask Valynn, "Can I see it as well?"

Valynn asks, "The trident or the spear?"

You slowly ask Valynn, "Both...?"

Thinker Couri just arrived.

Defier of the Heralds Saragos just arrived.

Valynn offers you a walnut-hafted fishing spear with a long iron tip. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

Aerilia chuckles.

Saragos gives a courteous nod and tips his hat politely.

You accept Valynn's offer and are now holding a walnut-hafted fishing spear with a long iron tip.

You bow to Saragos.

Aerilia stands up.

Saragos says, "Evening."

Valynn smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.

Aerilia bobs a brief, respectful bow towards Saragos.

You wave to Couri.

Valynn nods politely to Saragos.

Ruea waves to Saragos.

>app my spear careful

This is not an appropriate place for that.

Aerilia says, "Good evening."

Valynn grins at Couri.

>look my spear

Graceful sea creatures are carved along the handle, twisting and twining about each other.

Couri smiles at you.

You offer your fishing spear to Valynn, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

Valynn has accepted your offer and is now holding a walnut-hafted fishing spear with a long iron tip.

Couri beams at Valynn!

Valynn offers you a triple-tined aldamdin trident with a tamboti handle. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

You say to Valynn, "Very nice, and probably very useful."

You accept Valynn's offer and are now holding a triple-tined aldamdin trident with a tamboti handle.

>look my tri

Oddly reflectionless, the glossy metal gleams next to the reddish-brown wood. Tiny negerat pods are carved into the handle in an attempt to ward off bad luck.

Valynn nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

You turn a triple-tined aldamdin trident with a tamboti handle in the light, admiring it.

Couri just hugged Nevali.

Nevali hugs Couri, who wraps her arms around Nevali with a warm smile.

Leviathan Friend Lupdels just arrived.

You ask Valynn, "Where did you come across this?"

Valynn smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.

You rest your hand on a triple-tined aldamdin trident with a tamboti handle.

Valynn grins slowly at you.

You offer your aldamdin trident to Valynn, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

Valynn says to you, "That was a raffle prize."

Valynn has accepted your offer and is now holding a triple-tined aldamdin trident with a tamboti handle.

You smile at Valynn.

You say, "That's a great one."

Kerennya takes a bite of a bowl of fresh cut vegetables with vinaigrette and chews carefully on it.

Valynn nods in agreement.

Valynn says, "Truly."

You ask Valynn, "Has Aerilia tried to buy it from you yet?"

Valynn sheathes her aldamdin trident.

Aerilia chortles softly at some secret joke.

Valynn starts chortling at you!

Valynn shakes her head.

You say to Saragos, "Glad you made it, Saragos."

Aerilia says to you, "You'll scold me for this, but I don't actually carry any real weapons on me. I only use elemental ones."

Lady of Elamiri Ayrell just arrived.

You smile at Ayrell.

Valynn smiles at Ayrell.

You bow to Ayrell.

Ayrell smiles softly

Ayrell curtsies gracefully.

Aerilia bobs a brief, respectful bow towards Ayrell.

Ruea smiles at Ayrell.

You say to Aerilia, "I'm both impressed and tempted to scold."

Valynn says, "Greetings Ayrell."

Ayrell smiles at Valynn.

Aerilia smiles quickly.

Emerald Knight Vaddon just arrived, leading his group.

Shadow Wraith Rairken just arrived.

Ayrell softly says to Valynn, "Good evening."

You ask Aerilia, "Couldn't you favor elemental weapons, but carry some physical ones as backups?"

Dreambound Prophet Miskton just arrived.

Kerennya asks Aerilia, "Do you train all the weapons?"

Rairken bows.

Ayrell nods politely to Aerilia.

You smile at Miskton.

You bow to Miskton.

Aerilia says to you, "That would be the smart thing to do."

Miskton nods politely.

Mistanna beams at Miskton!

Rairken hugs Eriin, who wraps her arms around Rairken with a warm smile.

Kerennya waves to Miskton.

Ruea clasps Ayrell's hand tenderly.

You say to Miskton, "Welcome, my friend."

Aerilia shakes her head at Kerennya.

Vaddon smiles.

Eriin beams at Rairken!

You chuckle at Aerilia.

Valynn says to Ayrell, "It's nice to see you out and about."

Ruea smiles at Miskton.

Miskton smiles at you.

Your jaw drops.

Ayrell smiles at Ruea.

Miskton says, "Glad to be able to be here."

You ask, "Rairken?"

Eriin grins.

Rairken exclaims, "In the flesh!"

You say, "Gods, it's been an age and then some."

You smile at Vaddon.

Kerennya asks Aerilia, "Are elemental weapons only melee, except LT and HT?"

Valynn grins at Vaddon.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

Vaddon nods to you.

Aerilia nods to Kerennya.

Rairken says, "It has been, just recently back from a long vacation. Its great to be back."

You say to Vaddon, "Welcome, Vaddon. Thanks for joining us."

* Holy Guardian Unaka joins the adventure.

Ayrell softly says to Valynn, "Thank you. I am still struggling with large crowds, but I thought the topic of discussion would be of interest."

Aerilia says to Kerennya, "No elemental bows or crossbows, alas."

You smile at Rairken.

Rairken grins at you.

Vaddon says, "Glad we are able to make it."

Valynn grins at Ayrell.

Kerennya nods to Aerilia.

Valynn nods in agreement.

You say to Rairken, "Glad to have you back."

Rairken asks, "How ya been?"

Rairken exclaims, "Thank you!"

You say, "Busy, but good."

Rairken nods to you.

Ayrell nods at Ruea, obviously agreeing with her views.

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

Rairken says, "I feel that."

Zalinyar gently kisses Vaddon on the cheek.

Kerennya says, "That's what I thought. I am trying to help a young warrior mage, but I'm a little outside my field of expertise."

Ruea smiles at Zalinyar.

Holy Guardian Unaka just arrived.

Valynn says to Ayrell, "I think it will be very interesting and probably a good refresher."

Ayrell whispers something to Ruea.

Unaka waves.

Kerennya waves to Unaka.

Mistanna waves to Unaka.

Ruea winks at Ayrell.

Aerilia beams at Unaka!

Zalinyar waves to Ruea.

Ezathiel whispers something to Ayrell.

Kerennya exclaims, "Unaka!"

Ayrell nods to Valynn.

Butcher Tweedee just arrived.

Ayrell smiles at Ezathiel.

Unaka says, "Hey there."

Unaka flashes a wide grin.

Kerennya says, "Food on the cloth, Unaka."

Aerilia says to Unaka, "Hello there. Nice to see you."

Couri curtsies to Unaka.

Pokeke Izzu'hhr Elizzibiana just arrived.

Valynn grins at Unaka.

You quietly ask Ruea, "The lifesculpted jewlery is exquisite. I hope you'll show me later?"

You bow to Unaka.

You smile at Unaka.

Mathematician Avrenka just arrived.

Avrenka waves.

You say to Unaka, "It's been a long time, Unaka. Thanks for joining us."

Unaka says, "Food! At university? I like it."

Valynn smiles at Avrenka.

You wave to Avrenka.

Dzive Asini Leayne just arrived.

You laugh!

Avrenka waves to Unaka.

Valynn grins at Leayne.

Wild Card Elore just arrived.

Leayne smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Unaka nods to you.

Vaddon smiles at Leayne.

You say, "Food and drink are on the cloth."

* The scent of baked pastries and the echo of bagpipes herald the arrival of Aislynn.

Rairken asks, "How has everyone been? I hear there are quite a few "events"?"

Kerennya mutters something into the air about wish someone would teach debil for once.

Elore wraps her arms around Ezathiel, giving Ezathiel a great big bear hug!

Unaka gets a golden-brown roll stuffed with spinach and feta cheese from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Leayne softly says, "Hello."

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

Ezathiel whispers something to Ayrell.

Kerennya waves to Ezathiel.

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

Ezathiel smiles at Ayrell.

Unaka messily gobbles down a golden-brown roll stuffed with spinach and feta cheese.

Avrenka says, "Good to see everyone again."

You nod to Rairken.

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

Ezathiel hugs Kerennya, getting a smile in return.

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

Leayne just hugged Vaddon.

You wave to Zalinyar.

Aerilia waves to Avrenka.

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

Kerennya waves to Avrenka.

Leayne hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.

Ezathiel smiles at Elore.

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

Leayne just hugged Nevali.

Rairken says, "I feel I have only caught wind af a few of them, I look forward to this discussion."

You say to Elore, "Good to see you, Elore."

Ayrell smiles at Ezathiel.

You nod to Rairken.

Leayne hugs Valynn, getting a smile in return.

Valynn leans over and whispers, "Who is Rairken?"

Unaka takes a bite of the vegetables.

Kerennya takes a sip of her reserve.

Valynn grins at Leayne.

Leayne just hugged Ruea.

Tweedee's warrior's kimono gives off the faint scent of ham as it flutters softly in the air.

Ezathiel smiles at Ayrell.

Tweedee grins at Unaka.

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

Ezathiel nods to Ayrell.

Elore beams at you! What a warm feeling!

You whisper to Valynn, "A skilled Empath who lived in Therengia in days gone by."

Burning Torch Talokai just arrived.

You smile at Talokai.

You bow to Talokai.

Kerennya waves to Aislynn.

Mistanna hugs Aislynn, who wraps her arms around Mistanna with a warm smile.

Aislynn hugs Mistanna, who wraps her arms around Aislynn with a warm smile.

Aislynn waves to Kerennya.

Unaka flashes a wide grin at Tweedee.

Ruea chuckles.

Valynn leans over and whispers, "Oh, thank you."

You say to Talokai, "Welcome, Master Talokai."

Talokai shakes your hand.

Leayne sits down on the wooden bench.

Ayrell whispers something to Ruea.

Miskton nods politely to Unaka.

Talokai says to you, "Please. Just Talokai, friend."

Miskton says to Unaka, "I'm not sure we've met. The name is Miskton Ramahk. I've been... indisposed for a while."

Tweedee offers Unaka a steamy raven-shaped slab of spicy ham.

Talokai smiles at you.

You smile.

You nod.

Rairken smiles at Talokai.

Unaka nods to Miskton.

Leayne takes a sip of her wine.

You say, "Alright, let's get started."

Aislynn unties an overstuffed frost opal icesilk recliner with clawed icesteel pivuh feet from the straps of her low-slung belt.

You recite:

"Welcome, and thank you for coming."

Unaka says to Miskton, "Hello. I'm Unaka. Glad to see you're back."

Aislynn settles into the overstuffed recliner and reclines comfortably.

Lupdels smiles.

You say, "Food and drinks are on the cloth."

Unaka gazes at her ham.

Valynn grins at Miskton.

Tweedee nods.

Tweedee winks.

Valynn raises a hand to her chest and bows her head to Miskton.

Saragos nods to you.

Saragos gets a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Lupdels gets a flagon of red wine from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Aislynn gets a slice of dark chocolate cake with a chocolate glaze from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

You say, "For those of you who could use a recap of the events that have recently taken place, allow me to apologize in advance."

Aislynn gives a bright, high-pitched trill from the back of her throat.

Unaka wipes a tiny bit of drool from the corner of her mouth.

Ruea chuckles at Ayrell.

Valynn sits down on the wooden bench.

Aislynn nibbles on her chocolate cake.

Ruea gets a glass of sparkling champagne from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Tweedee chuckles.

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

Valynn grins at Aislynn.

Unaka says, "On second thought, food at the academy is distracting."

Leayne gets a slice of dark chocolate cake with a chocolate glaze from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

You say, "I will be speaking of things I felt I've learned from them, but not recounting them in detail."

Eriin grins at Unaka.

Aislynn shows Valynn her chocolate cake.

Aislynn nods to Valynn.

You chuckle at Unaka.

Miskton gets a snifter of Rissan brandy from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Unaka takes a bite of the ham.

Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.

Aislynn takes a bite of the cake.

Esotericist Eyst just arrived.

Aerilia sits down on the wooden bench.

Saragos takes a sip of his whiskey.

Unaka softly says, "Wow, that's a ham."

You say, "In light of recent events, I wanted to discuss three questions of great relevance to magic and our plane."

Unaka messily gobbles down a steamy raven-shaped slab of spicy ham.

Tweedee lets out a loud "Huzzah!"

You ask, "What do we know about mana? What do we know about the Heralds, and what have we learned about the Immortals?"

Ruea blinks at Unaka.

Tweedee coughs.

Talokai takes a seat.

Ayrell gazes off into the distance.

You say, "I am by no means an expert in magical theory. My focus is mainly praxis."

Ezathiel pats Ayrell on the back.

Unaka sits down on the wooden bench.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

Leayne takes a sip of her wine.

Nevali says, "They're slow."

Shavay just arrived.

Ayrell smiles at Ezathiel.

Ezathiel smiles at Ayrell.

You say, "But I'll do my best to go over what I think I know, and I am grateful for your thoughts and corrections."

Eriin beams at Rairken!

You say, "The first topic I'd like to discuss is mana."

You say, "My understanding of the fundamentals of magic is that mages begin by developing attunement to a frequency of mana."

You say, "Then mages use spell patterns to manipulate mana and create spell effects."

You say, "Manipulating mana into spell patterns requires mental effort and an attuned nervous system."

You say, "It is the energy created through manipulating mana that powers spells and produces other effects."

You ask, "Does anyone understand these fundamental processes of magic differently, or have anything they wish to add?"

Rairken nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Aislynn rests her hand on Vaddon's arm with a soft smile.

An almost visible connection between Aislynn and Vaddon seems to thrum through the air.

Vaddon shivers briefly as wounds and traces of battle abruptly vanish from his body.

Aislynn exhales slowly as corresponding wounds bloom on her flesh.

Ezathiel gazes at you.

You say, "I would next like to talk about what I've learned about mana in the events concerning the Heralds."

Aislynn takes a bite of the cake.

Talokai shakes his head at you.

Elizzibiana gets some steamed sand spider legs with a melted lime-butter from inside her spidersilk pack.

Unaka nods to you.

You say, "I used to entertain the idea that all mana was from one source, and it was only our perception that separated it into lunar, elemental, life and holy types."

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the legs.

Lupdels ponders.

You say, "That idea was wrong."

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the legs.

Aislynn takes a bite of the cake.

Saragos raises an eyebrow.

You say, "The manipulation of mana creates energy, and that energy can be pure or mixed."

Tweedee makes a disgusting grunting noise.

Miskton ponders.

Ezathiel ponders.

You hear the voice of a crier outside announce, "The shop 'Klausette Full Of Things' is open for business! The entrance can be found at the Solarium in the Crossing Plaza."

You say, "The fact that Heralds' cannot use the energy from mixed-mana casting proves sorcerous casting is fundamentally different from casting spells using only one's attuned frequency."

Unaka says, "Juice."

You nod to Unaka.

Aerilia nods to Unaka.

Elizzibiana takes a sip of her myn'tanyl.

Aislynn wobbles, moaning softly in pleasure.

Aislynn takes a bite of the cake.

Kerennya grins at Unaka.

You say, "One important thing I've learned from these events is that our spellcasting affects an ecosystem of more powerful entities."

Leayne takes a bite of the cake.

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the legs.

You say, "By using different types of mana and different spellcasting processes, our actions affect the Immortals, demons, Heralds, elementals, and probably many other entities."

Talokai nods to you.

You ask, "Does anyone else wish to share their observations or thoughts about mana?"

Saragos nods to you.

Saragos clears his throat.

Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.

You nod to Saragos.

Aislynn takes a bite of the cake.

You say to Saragos, "Please share your thoughts, Saragos."

Valynn leans back.

Kerennya takes a bite of a bowl of fresh cut vegetables with vinaigrette and chews carefully on it.

Saragos says, "I sort of agree with you that mana spectrum theory is probably not the best way to describe things, but I think that it's not entirely clear that it's completely wrong."

Aislynn casually observes the area.

Ruea leans on Ayrell.

Lady of Frostbite Siendra just arrived.

Aislynn puts a waffled fish-shaped pastry with a delicate honey glaze on an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Kerennya smiles at Siendra.

Saragos says, "If each mana type is a specific frequency of wave in a pool, and you do one type, it's orderly."

Siendra smiles.

Aislynn makes a chirring noise in Siendra's direction.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

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

Leayne takes a sip of her wine.

You say to Saragos, "The spectrum theory is mostly correct, I think. I wanted to believe in a more unified theory before these events."

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

Siendra hugs Ayrell, getting a smile in return.

You smile at Siendra.

You hug Siendra who wraps her arms around you with a warm smile. A faint scent of cloves clings to her skin.

Siendra hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.

Siendra smiles at you.

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

Saragos says, "But if you have two different people making waves of different lengths, it becomes chaotic. That chaos might be the problem with "mixed" mana for the Heralds."

Rairken leans on Eriin.

Unaka nods to Saragos.

You say to Saragos, "Possibly. The mechanism of what makes mixed mana mixed is a mystery to me. I have theories, but I did not include the details in this presentation."

Saragos says, "So it might still be that each mana type isn't really a discrete thing, just the same thing in a different configuration, and our perceptions make the different mana types seem more different than they truly are."

Saragos nods to you.

You gaze thoughtfully at Saragos.

Leayne takes a sip of her wine.

Valynn ponders.

Lupdels takes a sip of his wine.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

Unaka rubs her head.

Elore slowly empties her lungs.

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

Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.

Ayrell blinks at Ruea.

Ezathiel nods to Elore.

You say to Saragos, "Interesting take. I hope we can discuss it more later, but I have the sense from the complete absence of holy mana from the null prison, that some mana sources, at least, are completely distinct from others."

Belzor just arrived.

Nevali says, "Basically, all mana is bread, but some mana is cinnamon buns and other mana is carrot cake, and when you cram it all into one big lump, it doesn't taste great."

Saragos takes a sip of his whiskey.

Nevali nods.

Ruea glances at Ayrell thoughtfully, her lips tilting into a secretive smile before looking away.

You chuckle at Nevali.

Saragos nods to you.

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

Lupdels nods to you.

Unaka glances at Nevali.

Ezathiel chuckles at Nevali.

Aislynn quietly says to Nevali, "Cinnamon carrot cake sounds lovely, though."

Nevali says to Unaka, "Please stop saying the word "juice" now, you can talk about bread and cake."

Leayne nods to Zalinyar.

Lady of the Watch Dantia just arrived.

Siendra smiles at Nevali.

Leayne leans on Zalinyar.

Valynn grins at Nevali.

Rairken chortles softly at some secret joke.

Unaka exclaims, "I like juice!"

You smile at Dantia.

Nevali sighs.

Dantia stands near Valynn.

Ayrell rubs her head.

Eriin laughs at Nevali.

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Valynn grins at Dantia.

Aerilia smiles.

Dantia nods to you.

You say, "The next topic I'd like to discuss is the Heralds."

Zalinyar grins at Leayne, her dimples flashing into view.

Valynn pats a wooden bench.

Rairken waves to Dantia.

Ezathiel winces.

Dantia gazes upward.

Leayne waves to Dantia.

Dantia smiles.

Kerennya waves to Dantia.

You say, "The Heralds seem to be extremely powerful, primal entities that played an important role in shaping our plane and its inhabitants."

Unaka says, "Juice is really, uh... liquid. Feels like that makes a lot of sense to me. But I could be wrong."

You say, "I had always associated the Heralds with the guardian dragons who helped Lanival, but it seems the entities in our skies are far older, and of a different nature."

Aislynn offers Unaka a cloud-white juice carton covered in sparkling glitter rainbows.

Aislynn pats Unaka on the back.

Unaka accepts Aislynn's juice carton.

Sir Madigan just arrived.

Madigan raises his hand in a quick salute.

Unaka flashes a wide grin at Aislynn.

You snap to attention and hail Madigan with a crisp hand salute.

Rairken waves to Madigan.

Dantia smiles at Valynn.

Madigan snaps to attention and hails Rairken with a crisp hand salute.

Dantia touches Madigan with a confident grace and heartfelt smile.

You say, "They have great control over elemental, life and lunar mana, but not holy, which they view as alien."

Dantia joins Madigan's group.

Rairken grins at Madigan.

Madigan gently kisses Dantia on the cheek.

Valynn leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, a thoughtful expression on her face.

You say, "The Heralds, like the Immortals and demons, can operate outside the bounds and natural laws of the Plane of Abiding, as we saw in their use of null prisons."

Valynn gazes at you.

Druid Zyros just arrived.

You say, "The null prisons contain countless prisoners, who are bound by gossamer threads, rendering them largely senseless and powerless."

Madigan gazes at you.

Aerilia gives a slight nod.

Kerennya shudders.

Unaka frowns.

Aislynn frowns.

You say, "The Heralds also seem to desire control over the Plane of Abiding, which they have pursued in a variety of ways, from manipulation, to imprisonment, to force."

Rairken asks, "Where is this null prison?"

Ayrell shivers.

Rairken says, "Forgive me for knowing so little about iy."

Rairken coughs.

Nevali raises her hand.

You say to Rairken, "That's an interesting question."

Rairken nods to you.

Dantia adjusts her Therengian rose into place.

Unaka quietly says to Nevali, "I like cake too though."

Saragos says to Rairken, "I've got theories, but they're just that. I was working on that problem before the Immortals bailed us out."

Nevali beams at Unaka!

Rairken nods to Saragos.

Nevali says to you, "I got a kinda... idea-thing."

You say to Rairken, "I'll continue with what we know for now, and but it's something we should return to. The sort answer is, it's likely outside the physical space of our plane."

Ruea rubs Ayrell gently, massaging her muscles.

Nevali pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

Rairken asks, "Has anyone escaped from the prison?"

Ezathiel takes a sip of his tea.

You nod to Nevali.

Saragos nods to you.

Grinning, Unaka pulls a swig from a cloud-white juice carton covered in sparkling glitter rainbows.

Dantia glances at Rairken.

Rairken says, "My apologies, I will save my questions for later."

You say to Nevali, "Go ahead, and then I'll continue."

Ruea gazes upward.

Talokai smirks.

You shake your head at Rairken.

Valynn nods to Rairken.

Nevali says, "So, as people said, the void prison is kind of outside time, but time still sorta passes in there... so..."

You say, "No, all questions are welcome here."

Leayne takes a bite of the cake.

Rairken nods to Aislynn.

Valynn whispers something to Rairken.

Rairken nods to Saragos.

Rairken nods to Valynn.

Leayne gets a glass of sparkling champagne from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Valynn grins at Rairken.

Nevali says, "I was sorta thinking, what if those people who are all... connected in there, are from a time before the Immortals... and maybe they're dead, or maybe they were taken, but either way, they were... taken there to kinda filter the mana..."

Dantia gets a delicate china cup of Elothean jade tea from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Leayne takes a sip of her champagne.

Kerennya takes a sip of her reserve.

Siendra gazes at Nevali.

Aislynn ponders.

Rairken says, "My apologies to those in attanedance, I do not mean to bring up tramatic events."

Unaka frowns.

Ruea whispers something to Dantia.

Lupdels nods to Nevali.

Nevali says, "And they're running out of energy, and since the Immortals... do they do something else, when you guys die? Prydaens, we come back, but... what if this prison place was meant to keep filling with new people to filter mana."

You say to Nevali, "That's an interesting and horrifying idea."

Lupdels tugs at the tip of his beard distractedly.

Ruea glances at Ayrell.

Madigan quietly says, "Bloody horrifying."

Dantia whispers something to Ruea.

You nod to Madigan.

Nevali asks, "What if the Heralds are mad at the Immortals because the Immortals are keeping you from being sent there?"

Couri nods in agreement.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

Dantia smiles at Ayrell.

Ayrell smiles at Ruea.

Aislynn makes a grunting noise.

Unaka firmly says to Nevali, "The Immortals don't put people in that prison. The Heralds did that."

Kerennya says to Nevali, "In that case, I think we'd need to get rid of the Heralds once and for all."

Nevali says, "Or... the Immortals are the angry ones, because they found this nice juicy feast of mana for themselves and don't want the filter to get stronger..."

Ayrell whispers something to Ruea.

Zyros nods to Kerennya.

Ayrell smiles at Dantia.

Shavay says, "Or some beings claiming to be the Heralds did it."

Aerilia folds her arms across her chest.

Valynn whispers something to Rairken.

Madigan adjusts his half plate.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Dantia hugs Ayrell, getting a smile in return.

Rairken smiles at Valynn.

Ayrell just hugged Dantia.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

Rairken bows to Valynn.

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

Siendra quietly asks, "Don't the Heralds still have a role, though?"

Nevali says, "Just a thought... and no, I weren't suggesting the gods put people there. I dunno what they do."

Aislynn gazes at Siendra.

Valynn nods politely to Rairken.

Aislynn quietly asks Siendra, "Is it a necessary role?"

You say to Siendra, "That is also an excellent question."

Siendra says, "I'm not saying they are good, only that we can't just decide to end something that has lived through all of time because we don't like them."

Unaka says, "Truffenyi made us, and he loves us. Don't believe he'd do anything like that."

You say, "One that I've been thinking about a lot."

Talokai snorts at Unaka.

Nevali scratches one ear, looking bemused.

Elore gazes at you.

Siendra asks Aislynn, "I don't know. But who are we to say?"

Elore nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Aislynn quietly asks Siendra, "Who are they to dictate?"

Aislynn makes a grunting noise.

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Siendra says, "I also don't know."

Siendra smiles at Aislynn.

Aislynn chuckles.

Aislynn nods to Siendra.

You say, "I'm going to go on for now, but the role of the Heralds is something we should return to, if anyone wishes afterward."

Lupdels nods to Siendra.

Kerennya says to Siendra, "The knotty issue is that the Heralds seem stuck in old ways that don't have room for sorcery. They also operate as bullies."

You say, "The Heralds have been using an increasing amount of pure mana energy, so much so that in recent times, we've experienced wild magic due to the net loss of energy that suffuses our plane."

Lupdels says, "Do not remove a fence until you know why it was put up in the first place ... Could also apply to the Heralds."

You say, "Because the Heralds need more pure mana energy, and those who resist them can make use of mixed mana energy, they desire the complete elimination of sorcery and sorcerers."

Leayne takes a sip of her champagne.

Nevali mutters something into the air about gods are bullies too.

Siendra nods to Lupdels.

Eriin grins at Nevali.

Rairken smiles at Valynn.

Rairken nods to Valynn.

You ask, "Does anyone view the actions of the Heralds differently, before I move on to speak about the Immortals?"

Kerennya says to Lupdels, "That's not a completely terrible idea, but the Heralds consistently refuse dialogue."

Belzor gazes at you.

Shavay says, "I still don't think they were the actual Heralds."

Lupdels nods to Kerennya.

Lupdels raises an eyebrow in Shavay's direction.

Nevali says to Kerennya, "Except that one time, when... we almost got talking... until..."

Saragos says, "The Heralds took our people, with no communication, no sense of proportion of the punishment to the 'crime', and no remorse. The Immortals brought them back. We must consider the Heralds to be our enemies, or we shall forever be cowering before whatever demands they have so that they might better feast."

Nevali motions to Unaka.

Siendra says, "I don't think wanting purity is wrong. But they *are* bullies."

Aislynn quietly asks, "Is there a no sorcery and no Heralds option?"

Aislynn frowns.

Aerilia says, "I think we're past the point of imposters, given what's been happening in the sky."

Saragos says, "Living as free people is not compatible with their continued existence. They should be destroyed or driven off."

Unaka glances at Nevali.

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Valynn coughs.

Avrenka says to Aislynn, "Liraxes did mention other ways of restoring balance that were not effective as sorcery."

Ayrell gazes off into the distance.

Shavay says, "I'm not saying it's not powerful beings. But I don't think it's the Heralds."

Avrenka says to Aislynn, "Certain placement of objects, he mentioned if I recall correctly."

Valynn takes a sip of her water.

Nevali says to Unaka, "Forgiven doesn't mean it didn't happen."

Aislynn quietly asks Avrenka, "Oh? Did anyone ask what those were?"

Siendra says, "I just can't imagine destroying them wouldn't have repurcussions. Driving them off, however, would be ideal."

Aislynn ponders.

Unaka furrows her brow.

You say to Aislynn, "Probably, but right now, sorcery seems to be a stop gap in catastrophies to the plane."

Leayne takes a bite of the cake.

Unaka asks Nevali, "Sorry. Maybe I missed something. What do you mean?"

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Avrenka looks at Aislynn and shrugs.

Aislynn mutters to herself.

Saragos nods to you.

Avrenka says to Aislynn, "Alas we seem to have lost that thread."

Lupdels ponders.

Zyros gets a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Aislynn quietly says to Avrenka, "Alas. Perhaps the Liraxes-thing can be bribed with more math to explore those options as well."

Lupdels chuckles.

Avrenka says to Aislynn, "His motives beyond "restoring balance" seem ineffable, unfortunately."

Ezathiel takes a sip of his tea.

Aislynn makes a grunting noise.

You say to Siendra, "It seems possible, perhaps even likely, that Immortals could do what the Heralds could have done, or have done in the past."

Nevali says to Unaka, "When Kethrai got the pure mana party going, the Heralds were all, finally, you're listening! And then IMMEDIATELY, before we even had five minutes of understanding what coulda been different, Meraud was all huffy and you and Asildu started throwing down..."

Saragos says to you, "Before we can make any clear decisions on Sorcery vs not-Sorcery, I think we need to understand what this energy coming into our plane is during Sorcerous castings. Until we have some idea of what's going on there, we're just flailing in the dark and guessing."

Unaka blushes a deep green color.

You say to Saragos, "Yes, though I believe the Immortals will guide us."

Ruea glances at Ayrell.

Avrenka says to Nevali, "She's apologized for that, y'know."

Siendra slyly asks you, "And will all the Immortals be welcome? Pack and Triquetra and all?"

Druid of the Spire Waydren just arrived.

You nod to Siendra.

Saragos gazes at Nevali.

Aislynn makes a chirring noise in Waydren's direction.

Unaka says to Nevali, "I already said I'm sorry to Kethrai, but I guess you all deserve an apology too. I'm sorry I was hasty."

Nevali says to Avrenka, "I know, and I'm saying an apology doesn't re-write history."

You ask Siendra, "Have you spoken to Nawain?"

Aerilia shakes her head.

Waydren nods politely to Aislynn.

Lupdels frowns.

Siendra says, "I owe her an afternoon tea."

Lupdels nods to Waydren.

Siendra nods to you.

You smile at Siendra.

Waydren bows to Lupdels.

Valynn quietly asks, "Maybe this is a topic best saved for another time. Maybe we could move on?"

You say to Siendra, "Please ask her about her experiences."

Leayne takes a bite of the cake.

Valynn takes a sip of her water.

Aerilia says to Unaka, "If the Immortals literally making their ire known wasn't a good enough reason to fight, what could be? You needn't apologize."

Avrenka dryly says, "Let's not pull an Onara and start holding grudges."

Unaka says, "I'm not usually so hasty. Like to think things through slowly. That was a reminder of what happens when I get hasty, and I'm sorry about it."

Siendra grins at Aislynn.

Unaka shakes her head as if clearing it.

Lupdels smiles at Avrenka.

Aislynn chuckles.

Lupdels says to Avrenka, "Well said."

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Kerennya pats Unaka on the back.

You say to Siendra, "I'll come to what I've learned about the Rakash gods and others and their relationship to the Immortals and the Heralds in a moment."

Leayne takes a sip of her champagne.

Siendra nods.

Unaka says to Nevali, "I understand that my actions can't be taken back. There's nothing I can do but ask for forgiveness and try to do better."

Unaka says, "If you don't wanna forgive me, I understand."

Ezathiel pats Unaka on the back.

Lupdels smiles at Unaka.

Ruea says, "Perhaps we could focus on the topic of the current event rather than rehashing past issues."

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

You smile at Ruea.

Unaka says to Aerilia, "And yeah, they were pretty mad. But also I was pretty hasty. Might have helped to let people think it through themselves first."

Ezathiel nods in agreement.

Rairken grins at Ruea.

Valynn grins at Ruea.

Ayrell rubs the brand on her neck.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Aerilia looks at Unaka and shrugs.

Nevali says to Unaka, "You said all this last time we spoke, too... I've already forgiven you, just... not gonna forget that fighting and the gods being huffy didn't give us time to see how things coulda gone different, even for a day."

Ezathiel glances at Ayrell.

Dantia glances at Ayrell.

You say, "The final topic I wanted to discuss is we've learned of the Immortals."

Dantia rubs a unique brand.

Kerennya takes a sip of her reserve.

Unaka nods to Nevali.

You say, "The Immortals are fundamental to our lives and cultures, but it seems they did not create the plane, and came sometime later in its history."

Aerilia quietly says to Unaka, "We all felt the world slide in the wrong direction with the pure mana. I'm not sure there was much else to consider."

Unaka says to Nevali, "I hear you. We'd better listen to Tirost now though."

Waydren nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Ruea smiles.

You say, "They know us intimately."

Zyros grins.

You say, "They speak to us in ways we understand, and know personal details of our lives."

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

You say, "Though they are associated with different forces and domains of influence, they work together towards a common goal, as we see in the celestial host above us."

Kerennya smiles.

You say, "They can use mixed mana energy in ways that Heralds cannot."

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

Lupdels nods to you.

You say, "They co-exist with a variety of other powerful entities including the Rakash gods and entities from the Plane of Probability like Liraxes."

Saragos says to Nevali, "I'm astonished that anyone can hold the position that beings who kidnapped our loved ones were perhaps things we should have cossetted or catered to more."

Ruea offers Ayrell a delicate china cup of Elothean jade tea.

You say, "They are hostile to a variety of other entities, including the class of beings we call demons and the Heralds."

Forest Watcher Damoone just arrived.

Ayrell accepts Ruea's jade tea.

Ayrell smiles at Ruea.

Ayrell softly says to Ruea, "Thank you."

For no reason you can determine, the mana streams fluctuate wildly for several moments.

Nevali says to Saragos, "I continue to astound, don't I."

Ayrell takes a sip of her tea.

Zyros raises an eyebrow.

Lupdels chuckles at Nevali.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

You ask, "Does anyone have any questions or observations to add to what we might have learned of the Immortals in recent events?"

Ezathiel takes a sip of his tea.

Aislynn raises her hand.

You gesture at Aislynn.

You say, "Please."

Ezathiel glances at Aislynn.

Nevali raises her hand.

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

Avrenka says, "All the information we've learned from the Elanthia visions..."

Aislynn wryly says, "Apparently Harawep doesn't actually mind Sorcery as much as one thought."

Aislynn makes a grunting noise.

Lupdels raises his hand.

Aislynn quietly says, "That is all."

Waydren raises an eyebrow in Avrenka's direction.

You smile at Aislynn.

Madigan gets a razor from inside his traveler's pack.

Madigan carefully shaves off his stubble.

Madigan carefully shaves off his stubble.

You say to Aislynn, "Thanks, Aislynn."

Madigan puts his razor in his traveler's pack.

Aislynn nods.

Elizzibiana closes her watersilk bag.

You ask, "Nevali?"

Eriin smiles.

Leayne takes a bite of the cake.

Nevali says, "Prydaen gods glow green. That's all."

Zyros takes a sip of his whiskey.

You laugh!

Aislynn grins at Nevali.

Siendra ponders.

Aerilia chuckles.

You nod to Nevali.

Ezathiel raises an eyebrow.

You say, "Good to know."

Saragos takes a sip of his whiskey.

Kerennya laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.

Unaka says, "Green's a good color."

Madigan grins at Unaka.

Ezathiel chuckles.

Nevali says, "So, they're different... tied to Elanthia. Maybe. Who knows."

Kerennya says, "They're stronger than they used to be."

You say to Siendra, "You should speak with Nawain for a full account, but she told me of her experience with Enelne, and She was aligned with the Immortals from all I could understand."

Siendra nods to you.

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Bloodthirsty Heartsfyre just arrived.

You say, "Thank you all for listening and for your thoughts and conversation."

You say, "I'm sure we'll learn more in the days to come."

Rairken nods to you.

Lupdels says, "An academic observation with no conclusion or consequence. The Heralds seeming inability to manipulate holy mana reminds me of how dragons cannot manipulate either holy or lunar. I don't know what this means for the mana spectrum theory or other theories of how mana may be the same or distinct, but it's fascinating."

Rairken says, "I look forward to learning more soon."

Damoone gets a mug of golden ale from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Eriin looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!

You smile.

Aislynn nods to Lupdels.

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the legs.

Avrenka says to you, "Thanks for hosting."

You say, "I would now like to open the floor to anyone who might wish to speak on any other topic related to magic, the Heralds or the Immortals, or to share any implications they believe follow from what we've learned or discussed."

Saragos nods to Lupdels.

Waydren says to you, "Thank you for including the Testament."

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the legs.

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

Eriin exclaims, "Thanks for hosting this, it was very informative!"

You smile.

Dantia glances at Ayrell.

Avrenka says, "I'd like to raise one topic if that's alright."

Nevali asks you, "Not to be the center of attention all the time, but can I share my dream again?"

Ayrell glances at Dantia.

You say to Nevali, "You can."

Damoone takes a sip of his ale.

Nevali points at Avrenka.

Avrenka bows to Nevali.

Nevali says, "Him first."

You say to Avrenka, "And please do."

You smile.

Zyros says to Nevali, "Please do."

Avrenka says to Nevali, "Go ahead."

Leayne takes a sip of her champagne.

Nevali flails her arms about.

Avrenka says to Nevali, "Ladies first."

Leayne takes a bite of the cake.

Nevali says, "Fiiine."

Dantia nods to Ayrell.

Nevali says, "Not a lady."

Nevali scoffs.

Zyros smiles.

Saragos raises his hand.

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Avrenka says, "Wizzards first."

Zyros looks thoughtfully at Nevali.

Ruea raises an eyebrow.

Rairken quietly says, "We must be off, thank you again Tirost, and everyone else for sharing their knowledge."

Unaka says, "Oh. Thought beards meant men. Guess I was wrong."

Unaka fixes Nevali with a heavy, ponderous stare.

You smile at Rairken.

Rairken bows to you.

Nevali says, "Alright, I had this dream, I lived on a boat, and a fire kept breaking out. No matter how it was put out, the problem that started it fixed, it would break out again in some other way, always in the same spot..."

Eriin waves.

You bow to Rairken.

Rairken hugs you.

You hug Rairken. A faint scent of cologne clings to his skin.

Siendra gazes at Nevali.

Rairken says, "Good to see you old friend, I hope to catch up more soon."

You say to Rairken, "Take care, my friend."

Valynn grins at Rairken.

Rairken bows to Valynn.

Eriin joins Rairken's group.

Nevali says, "Trying to explain the dream later, I said... It was as if Fate were asserting itself. And that made me think of the thing we heard about Liraxes... Asserting itself."

Aislynn observes Nevali with fascination.

Shadow Wraith Rairken strides out, leading his group.

Dantia nods to Ayrell.

Nevali says, "And I got to wondering, asserting itself... that's usually like... interjecting, right? Not just pulling itself into being, but... what if Liraxes is asserting itself on our plane in other ways."

Nevali shrugs.

Unaka nods to Nevali.

Couri nods to Nevali.

Saragos says, "I think one thing is clear, coming out of all of this. All of this caught us unprepared. I think the days of, 'just don't do Sorcery, and it'll sort itself out,' are over. No matter which way people came down with the Heralds, we need to understand what sort of mana environment is good for our continued living here, and work to make sure we pursue that."

Avrenka nods.

Waydren stands near Madigan.

Nevali says, "It's a suspicious and creepy being and I never trusted it and we should poke at it more."

Nevali folds her arms across her chest.

Dantia whispers, "When it is appropriate, I would like to say something on behalf of Ayrell and myself."

Kerennya nods to Nevali.

Aerilia nods to Saragos.

Zyros says, "I like the plan."

Ayrell nods to Dantia.

Aislynn squints at Saragos.

Avrenka says, "The wording "asserts itself" is certainly unique."

You nod to Dantia.

Siendra curiously asks Nevali, "Do you often poke things you don't trust?"

Couri says, "I agree, and we nae lookin enough at that Plane in all this."

Waydren raises his hand.

Nevali says to Siendra, "Nope."

Shavay smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Saragos nods to Couri.

You whisper to Dantia, "After Avrenka speaks, I'll try and direct everyone's attention your way."

Couri says, "The Negotiants are still a mystery."

Valynn takes a sip of her water.

You say to Saragos, "As a sorcerer, I agree."

Dantia rubs Ayrell gently.

Aislynn quietly says to Saragos, "Sorcery might be the bludgeon of the moment, but it is hardly the scalpel that planar balance requires."

Aislynn clicks her claws together.

Aislynn mutters to herself.

Nevali says to Siendra, "I've a healthy sense of not getting stung by things I don't understand, but lots of folks here lack that, might as well take advantage."

You ask Avrenka, "Did you have anything you wish to share with the group, Avrenka?"

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Avrenka nods to you.

Saragos says, "For me, I think my first order of business is to try to get a handle on what life continuing as we understand it looks like from a planar perspective. Basically, what is the balance, and how do we know if we're leaning too much to one side or the other."

Siendra nods to Nevali.

Saragos nods to Aislynn.

Saragos says to Aislynn, "I agree completely."

Aislynn nods.

Waydren asks, "Balance, you say?"

Lupdels nods to Saragos.

Miskton says to you, "Thank you for hosting this, by the way. There's been so much happening, I'm sure there's things I'm still missing."

Ayrell smiles at Dantia.

Ayrell nods to Dantia.

You smile at Miskton.

Unaka nods to Saragos.

Valynn gazes thoughtfully at Aislynn.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Siendra says, "Sara Luckily, people will always be contrarian. For every 5 people doing sorcery, 5 will not."

You warmly say to Miskton, "You have no idea how happy I am to see you, Ayrell and Dantia here."

Aislynn chortles softly at some secret joke.

Unaka flashes a wide grin at Siendra.

Avrenka says, "I've been wanting to figure out what exactly the brands on the 5 rescued Null prisoners are about ... but I wasn't sure if they were willing to be examined in any way."

Dantia smiles at Miskton.

Dantia just hugged Miskton.

Ayrell smiles at you.

Unaka says to Siendra, "That's one of the great things about people."

Saragos says to Waydren, "Don't get too excited. Because the next thing I want to know is whether we can tip things far enough to fully starve off the Heralds and still bring things back to right."

You smile at Ayrell.

Siendra smiles at Unaka.

Siendra nods in agreement.

Avrenka asks, "Miskton, Dantia, Ayrell .. would you be willing?"

Waydren snorts, loudly.

A nervous tic starts up around Aislynn's eye.

Ruea glances at Ayrell.

Siendra says, "We balance each other in our stubbornness."

Valynn gazes at Saragos.

Dantia raises an eyebrow.

Miskton says, "I suppose I don't mind someone taking a look at it. I can't get a good view of it, myself."

Ayrell nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Ruea says, "No, Ayrell is not willing."

Ruea says, "We're not even going to entertain that."

Waydren whispers, "Have a question for the audience when time permits."

Ezathiel gazes thoughtfully at Ruea.

Ruea gazes at Ezathiel.

Avrenka says, "Perhaps Unaka, you may take a look? I understand you have enhanced knowledge of languages from the gods."

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

You whisper to Waydren, "Certainly. Just a moment, if you don't mind."

Ezathiel nods at Ruea, obviously agreeing with her views.

Aislynn observes Miskton with fascination.

Unaka blinks.

Damoone takes a sip of his ale.

Waydren nods politely to you.

Dantia glances at Madigan.

Damoone glances at Madigan.

Unaka says, "Only if they're all right with it."

Lupdels takes a sip of his wine.

Avrenka says, "Perhaps you may have a clue or insight into their brands."

Madigan grunts at Dantia.

You say to Avrenka, "I understand your desire, and each should be asked with due care."

Avrenka nods to you.

Avrenka says, "Which is why I carefully ask now."

Avrenka says, "Miskton seems willing enough."

Unaka says to Ruea, "I won't look at Ayrell."

Saragos says to Waydren, "There is some balance that needs to be struck, though. But not their balance. Our balance. The one that serves us."

Unaka asks, "Miskton, if you're okay with it, come a little closer?"

Unaka stands up.

Miskton nods.

Miskton stands near Unaka.

Zyros says, "Uh oh."

Waydren says, "Self-serving. This is unsurprising."

Dantia gazes at Miskton.

Aerilia tilts her head to one side.

You gaze at Unaka.

Ruea nods to Ayrell.

Nevali leans forward and rests her chin in her hand and directs a thoughtful expression at Saragos.

Aislynn quietly says, "What serves Elanthia serves us well enough. The Heralds seem to have lost the mandate some time ago, and we're only cluing into it now."

Aislynn makes a grunting noise.

Saragos says to Waydren, "I am myself, I can be nothing other than myself. If I don't serve my own interests, nobody will."

Ezathiel pleasantly asks, "I know this is a discussion on magical theory but has anyone considered doing another vigil to seek more wisdom from the Immortals that have show to be forthcoming with help in the past?"

Siendra smiles at Ezathiel.

Valynn gazes down at the floor.

gently sets her juice carton down, her pose tense as she examines the brand upon Miskton's neck. As she stares, she picks the carton back up again and takes a thoughtful sip.

You say to Ezathiel, "It is certainly something worth pursuing."

Ezathiel nods.

Siendra gazes at Unaka.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

Unaka fixes Miskton with a heavy, ponderous stare.

Madigan grunts at Dantia.

Aerilia peers quizzically at Unaka.

Ezathiel pleasantly says, "If they are not too busy that is."

Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his tea.

Unaka slowly says, "Nope. Totally foreign to me."

Kerennya asks, "Aren't they still up in the sky?"

Avrenka sighs.

Aerilia gives a slight nod.

Ayrell whispers something to Ruea.

Ezathiel pleasantly says, "I think so Kerennya."

You nod to Unaka.

Ruea nods at Ayrell, obviously agreeing with her views.

Unaka looks at Avrenka and shrugs.

Zalinyar chuckles.

You say to Miskton, "Thanks for letting her take a look."

Unaka says to Avrenka, "Sorry. It was a good thought."

Avrenka ponders.

Avrenka nods to Unaka.

Waydren grins at Madigan.

You say, "If I may ask for the attention of those gathered for a moment, I believe Dantia wished to speak."

Nevali says, "Drogor's been smiting people, but Asketi took the year off."

Dantia gives a slight nod.

Ezathiel gazes at Dantia.

Madigan grunts at Waydren.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Ruea whispers something to Ayrell.

Aislynn glances at Dantia.

Valynn gazes at Dantia.

Siendra says to Kerennya, "Perhaps have we tried tossing a large wave of water towards them? That usually helps when I need to deter Rin from getting into things he shouldn't."

Ayrell smiles at Ruea.

Avrenka quietly says to Unaka, "Thanks for trying."

Waydren nods to you.

Unaka nods to Avrenka.

Kerennya asks Avrenka, "What is that thing you did to see what spells Liraxes had going? Can you use that?"

You grin at Siendra.

Dantia says, "I would like to say something on behalf of the five of us who were kidnapped by the Heralds and held captive by them for nearly a year."

Dantia glances at Ayrell.

Dantia glances at Miskton.

Kerennya grins at Siendra.

You gaze at Dantia.

Zyros asks Miskton, "Have you pondered the meaning of the brand? Can you think of any reason why they would have done this?"

Avrenka quietly says to Kerennya, "It was a simple power perceive ... and I did not perceive anything on Dantia when she first came back."

Unaka fixes Dantia with a heavy, ponderous stare.

Aislynn gazes at Dantia.

Kerennya nods to Avrenka.

Ayrell nods to Dantia.

Unaka shakes her head as if clearing it.

Elizzibiana raises an eyebrow.

Ezathiel gazes thoughtfully at Dantia.

Dantia says, "There is no one here more intimate in the knowledge of the strength of the Heralds than us. We felt it first hand, as it held us in stasis for those many months."

Ayrell shudders.

Tweedee ponders.

You frown.

Ezathiel winces.

Saragos nods to Dantia.

Dantia says, "These conversations about sorcery or no sorcery, mana, the Planes, the origins of who and what... they miss the immediate threat that stands before us."

Ruea rubs Ayrell gently, massaging her muscles.

Leayne takes a sip of her champagne.

Miskton says to Zyros, "I think it might have had something to do with how we were attached to... whatever was going on in there."

Kerennya gazes at Ayrell with a sympathetic look on her face.

Zyros nods.

Dantia says, "These are academic discussions that may have a place in the future, but for now... the Immortals seem to be preparing for a fight against the Heralds. And we, as mortals, I believe are in danger as a consequence."

Zyros says, "We should probably explore ways to remove the brand."

Tweedee raises an eyebrow.

Ezathiel nods in agreement.

Lupdels ponders.

Dantia says, "You cannot even begin to fathom the power that the Heralds hold, and the power necessary to fight that from the Immortals side is equally beyond comprehension."

Zyros says, "I have a feeling it was done for a purpose."

Unaka nods to Dantia.

Avrenka ponders.

Ruea quietly says, "Perhaps people could hold their insights until Dantia has finished speaking."

Kerennya gazes thoughtfully at Dantia.

Waydren takes a seat.

Ayrell nods at Ruea, obviously agreeing with her views.

Dantia says, "No matter your take on who is right, or what the right course of action is regarding sorcery casting or not... we will have a fight on our doorstep soon, and I hope everyone is prepared to fight for our literal survival."

Ezathiel furrows his brow.

You rest your hand on a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols.

Aerilia nods.

Ezathiel takes a sip of his tea.

Valynn rises to her feet fluidly, like a large, graceful cat.

Dantia gazes at Ayrell.

Dantia gazes at Miskton.

Ayrell nods to Dantia.

Valynn looks at Dantia and applauds!

Dantia says, "That is all I wished to share."

Dantia nods.

Madigan firmly says, "The bloody Heralds are the enemy. The fight is coming. Start figuring out how you can help with that fight."

Ezathiel nods.

Valynn praises Dantia.

Madigan says, "It is that simple."

Unaka nods, slapping her shield with one hand.

You nod to Madigan.

Dantia nods to Madigan.

Ruea smiles at Dantia.

Ezathiel sighs.

Ezathiel rubs his head.

Avrenka says, "Yeah ... so .. how do we fight."

Siendra quietly says, "I don't think anyone isn't. Discussion doesn't moot out the future fight, but can help us realize more of what we might be up against."

Elizzibiana snorts, loudly.

Saragos nods to Madigan.

Aerilia says, "Be ready to go where the Gods need us."

(Avrenka gestures broadly at the sky.)

Unaka says to Dantia, "I get the feeling too. I've been watching the skies. The Immortals are preparing something."

Dantia nods at Unaka, obviously agreeing with her views.

Ayrell takes a sip of her tea.

Ezathiel leans over and whispers, "thank you for this forum"

You smile at Ezathiel.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Ezathiel strolls out.

Saragos gets a pear-shaped glass of dark whiskey from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Saragos takes a sip of his whiskey.

Dantia says to Unaka, "They were able to pull me out of that stasis, and for that I will be eternally grateful to them. I will stnad beside them in whatever way I can to fight."

Unaka smiles at Dantia.

Aislynn quietly asks Siendra, "Fortunately, consequences aren't really something most adventurers like dwelling on, and diving head first into a fight with a horrifically overpowered and angry being who can crush us like insects is rather what I thought the whole "adventuring class" was here for. I mean, that's why the provinces put up with us, right?"

Saragos nods to Dantia.

You praise Dantia.

Aislynn grins at Siendra.

Aislynn stands up.

Aislynn attaches an overstuffed frost opal icesilk recliner with clawed icesteel pivuh feet to a strap on her low-slung belt.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Dantia adjusts her Therengian rose into place.

Aislynn waves.

Lupdels smiles at Aislynn.

You whisper to Dantia, "Waydren wishes to speak. Let me know when I should give him the floor."

Unaka offers Aislynn a cloud-white juice carton covered in sparkling glitter rainbows.

Dantia whispers, "I am all done, thank you."

Siendra grins.

Dantia nods to you.

Aislynn accepts Unaka's juice carton.

Aislynn's slit pupils flare with happiness as she trills at Unaka.

You bow to Dantia.

Aislynn nods.

Unaka says to Aislynn, "Thanks. Still a lotta juice left."

Aislynn puts her carton in her leather backpack.

Nevali removes a purple beard from her neck.

You say, "I believe Waydren, also wished to speak."

Nevali rises up on her toes to rub Unaka's head with her purple beard.

Waydren nods to you.

Waydren stands up.

Nevali hangs a purple beard around her neck.

Aislynn quietly says to Unaka, "Always. It's magic juice. But not whatever it is you were talking about."

Saragos says to Dantia, "They cared enough to get you guys back, so I'll give Them whatever I have. Regardless of whatever natural order or balance existed before."

Aislynn nods.

Unaka says to Aislynn, "Seemed special so I didn't wanna drink it all."

You say to Waydren, "The floor is yours, my friend."

Aislynn praises Unaka.

Dantia raises an eyebrow in Saragos's direction.

Waydren says to you, "I am not one to follow the words of Dantia."

Waydren says, "However."

Waydren ponders.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Waydren says, "Some of you know of my ten year journey toward the truth of things. What began as a search for Dragons became...more. While my first quarry has been run to ground, I am beginning the next leg in the trip of discovery."

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

Aislynn observes Waydren with fascination.

Waydren says, "I am seeking those with knowledge of artifacts of power or naturally occurring phenomenon where mana is known to "pool" or gather."

Dantia says to Saragos, "And yet, I hear you were opposed to the efforts of others to try to bring us back."

Waydren walks his fingers across the ground, waves his hands mystically and then makes a wavy motion with his hand.

Leayne takes a sip of her champagne.

Saragos peers quizzically at Dantia.

Lupdels ponders.

Waydren says to you, "Please spread the word as you are able. I deeply desire to speak with those who might have the first tracks found on my new trail."

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Waydren nods to you.

Waydren takes a seat.

You nod to Waydren.

Miskton strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

You say to Waydren, "I will, and I hope you will share whatever you learn of these things with us when the time is right."

Lupdels asks Waydren, "Do you mean naturally occuring phenomenon like where the planar veil is weak, like Taisgath, or ... something else?"

You say, "Thank you, Waydren."

Waydren says to Lupdels, "Possibly. But also any known instances of raw mana itself gathering."

Nevali says to Waydren, "You know, I wanted to talk to you ages ago, about forming some kinda historical investigation society... sounds fun."

Waydren says to Nevali, "I am not for scholary pursuits."

You say, "Let me say again that I am very grateful that you have join us."

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Nevali asks Waydren, "But you're the guy who put together all those beseeching things, finding the past of stuff... doesn't that interest you?"

Saragos says to Dantia, "I'm not sure what you're talking about, but we can go over it later if you want."

Waydren says to Nevali, "I care much about what Elanthia can tell us, yes."

Saragos takes a sip of his whiskey.

Aislynn's tail undulates passively just above the ground.

Waydren nods to Aislynn.

Aislynn nods to Waydren.

You say, "As Dantia said, a decisive battle lies ahead, and I am glad you came to share your thoughts and hear mine with regard to all we have experienced."

Ruea asks, "If I may?"

Nevali says to Waydren, "Yeah, that's what I mean. Like with Casari and the bards doing their... evoking, what was it called... the thing bards do, on the shard of Grazhir... between beseeching the planet and that, I wanna know more about this plane, this world..."

Ruea glances at you.

You nod to Ruea.

Kerennya smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.

Siendra laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You say to Ruea, "Please, My Lady."

Valynn gives Siendra a wry grin.

Siendra smiles at Valynn.

Ruea says, "I would also like to remind all of us that despite our fervor to learn more and desire for information, the people returned to us are people. Not test subjects, experiments, or lab rats."

Nevali nods emphatically.

Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.

Ruea says, "So treating them as such would be the proper response. They deserve to be respected."

Waydren nods at Ruea, obviously agreeing with her views.

Aerilia nods.

Ayrell smiles at Ruea.

Zyros observes Miskton with fascination.

Avrenka nods.

Dantia smiles at Ruea.

Ruea says, "If you wouldn't grab a stranger and ask to examine the back of her neck, perhaps don't ask any of them. Especially in a public forum."

You nod to Ruea.

Ruea smiles.

Ruea says, "Thank you for your time."

Siendra smiles at you.

Valynn says to you, "Thank you for hosting this interesting discussion."

Waydren stands up.

Pokeke Izzu'hhr Elizzibiana goes out.

Waydren just hugged Dantia.

You smile at Valynn.

Waydren shakes Madigan's hand.

Dantia smiles at Waydren.

Valynn pulls the hood of her cloak up.

Druid of the Spire Waydren goes out.

Madigan says, "Fast ranger that one."

You grin.

Valynn glances at Madigan.

Ruea chuckles at Madigan.

Valynn chuckles to herself.

Valynn goes out.

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Unaka nods to Ruea.

Madigan says, "And...that one."

Madigan makes a grunting noise.

You smile at Siendra.

Tweedee peers quizzically at Madigan.

Ruea says to Madigan, "Maybe you're just slowing down, darling."

Tweedee says, "Maybe your just finally getting slow..."

Ruea takes a sip of her champagne.

Lupdels says to Nevali, "I am always intersted in ways my Bardic abilities can assist in the pursuit of knowledge, if you think of ways in which evoking can assist this task please let me know."

Tweedee grins at Madigan.

Ruea chuckles at Tweedee.

Dantia chuckles.

Madigan grunts at Tweedee.

Madigan asks, "Twee...does your kimono smell like ham?"

Madigan gazes at Tweedee.

Nevali says to Lupdels, "My brain's all fluff and stuff lately, not sure if I'd even remember to put it on my To Do list... but I wanna be there, I wanna see things... our possible futures are but one thing, but our possible pasts? That's a whole buncha interesting."

Tweedee nods.

Madigan quietly says, "Gads sir."

Lupdels nods to Nevali.

Tweedee says, "Takes a long time to cure cloth like that."

Zalinyar chuckles.

You say to Unaka, "It's been good to see you, Unaka. Thanks for joining us, and I'll try and bring a wider variety of delicious food next time."

Tweedee exclaims, "I know its great isnt it!"

You grin.

Tweedee chuckles.

Unaka nods to you.

Madigan says, "Tirost, top notch gathering. It has been a while since we came together to talk about this stuff. Thank you for putting it on."

Lupdels says to Nevali, "I was only able to evoke one of the three Leviathans with our Merelew friends, but it has inspired me to reflect on ancient locations or ancient entitites that could serve a purpose."

Unaka flashes a wide grin at you.

You say to Madigan, "Thanks, Commander."

Belzor gets a slice of garlicky lamb from inside his encompassing shadows.

Ayrell softly says to you, "Yes, thank you for hosting this."

Avrenka nods at Madigan, obviously agreeing with his views.

Belzor offers Unaka a slice of garlicky lamb.

You bow to Ayrell.

Nevali says to Lupdels, "We need more merelew in our lives for sure. They know stuff."

Unaka says to you, "Good to see you all too. And the food was good, but like I said... kinda distracting too."

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

Unaka accepts Belzor's garlicky lamb.

Belzor nods.

Ayrell curtsies gracefully to you.

Unaka flashes a wide grin at Belzor.

You say to Ayrell, "Thank you for joining us, My Lady."

Belzor gets a flagon of red wine from atop an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread.

Unaka takes a bite of the lamb.

Madigan raises his hand in a quick salute.

Siendra smiles at Unaka.

Unaka takes a bite of the lamb.

Belzor offers Unaka a flagon of red wine.

Leayne softly says, "Thank you Tirost."

Ayrell smiles at you.

Saragos takes a sip of his whiskey.

Unaka messily gobbles down a slice of garlicky lamb.

You grin at Unaka.

Unaka accepts Belzor's red wine.

Dantia nods to Madigan.

Avrenka says, "Good seeing everyone."

Sir Madigan goes out, leading his group.

Unaka guzzles down some of her wine and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.

Tweedee grins.

Unaka lets loose with a loud belch and rubs her belly!

Zalinyar praises you.

Kerennya says to Nevali, "Did you learn Asaran at HE? I did."

Vaddon says, "Thanks for hosting."

Leayne taps a glass on the ground.

Tweedee nods.

Nevali says to Saragos, "And before you leave thinking I'm some Herald apologist..."

Tweedee waves.

You say to Leayne, "Thanks for coming, Leayne. I missed you. It's been a while."

Thinker Couri goes out.

Nevali shakes her head at Kerennya.

Butcher Tweedee stomps out.

Mathematician Avrenka goes out.

Belzor gets some ale-braised beef from inside his encompassing shadows.

Nevali says to Kerennya, "Still too stupid."

Belzor offers Unaka some ale-braised beef.

Nevali sighs.

Belzor whispers something to Unaka.

Unaka accepts Belzor's ale-braised beef.

Kerennya pats Nevali on the back.

Talokai stands up.

Zalinyar nods to Vaddon.

Leayne softly says, "And now Crobin is the absent one."

Leayne grins, revealing her dimples.

Unaka flashes a wide grin at Belzor.

Saragos raises an eyebrow in Nevali's direction.

Unaka exclaims to Belzor, "Thanks!"

Vaddon smiles at Leayne.

Unaka messily gobbles down some ale-braised beef.

You chuckle.

Belzor nods.

Siendra smiles at Leayne.

Aerilia stands up.

Talokai says to you, "Always a pleasure, friend."

You say to Leayne, "He is."

Vaddon raises his hand in a quick salute.

Talokai shakes your hand.

Emerald Knight Vaddon strides out, leading his group.

You shake Talokai's hand.

Unaka says to you, "Thanks for bringing people together. And it was good to think about the Juice again and what it all means."

You say to Talokai, "Thanks for joining us."

Druid Zyros goes out.

Talokai nods.

You smile at Unaka.

Burning Torch Talokai goes out.

Ayrell nods to Ruea.

Ruea hugs Ayrell, who wraps her arms around Ruea with a warm smile.

Unaka says, "But yeah, what Dantia said. Be ready to fight."

Ayrell hugs Ruea, who wraps her arms around Ayrell with a warm smile.

Belzor whispers something to Siendra.

Ruea nods.

Aerilia nods.

Ruea waves.

You say, "I thought a lot about the juice before putting together my notes."

Siendra beams at Belzor!

Kerennya says to Lupdels something in fluent Asaran.

Ruea says, "Lovely meeting everyone."

Unaka nods to you.

Ruea slips away, disappearing with a soft laugh and a hint of violets.

Siendra whispers something to Belzor.

Lupdels smiles at Kerennya.

Unaka says, "I'd better go. Bye everyone."

You wave.

Unaka waves.

Holy Guardian Unaka strides out.

Saragos asks Nevali, "I was waiting for you to finish that thought. Did I miss it in the noise?"

Nevali says to Saragos, "I merely wanted to see what the effects of a few days of pure magic would have been like. What we could have learned. At the time, I don't believe it was clear that it was the Heralds who took them... Pieces weren't adding up, and... I just mourn for what could have been learned, that's all. I'm not... I'm not gonna say they're good... Look, I don't understand half of what's going on, but it's people first..."

Belzor whispers something to Siendra.

Saragos nods to Nevali.

Siendra smiles at Belzor.

Siendra nods.

You say to Belzor, "Good to see you, Belzor. Glad you made it."

Belzor smiles at Siendra.

Belzor nods to Siendra.

Belzor nods to you.

Nevali says, "Whoever made this plane, this planet, they did it. And that was their role. Our role is to live here."

You stand near Aerilia.

Leayne stands up.

Belzor says, "Thank you for the meeting, it was educational."

Dzive Asini Leayne glides out.

Saragos says to Nevali, "That's fair."

Nevali says, "All the visions before the stars vanished had one thing in common. Things being left abandoned."

Aerilia smiles at you.

You smile at Aerilia.

Aerilia says to you, "Good job."

Nevali says, "Creators making things, putting them in place, and ignoring them."

You say to Aerilia, "Thanks."

Siendra says to Ayrell, "Keep shining, friend. I look forward to the theatre with you soon."

Saragos says to you, "Apologies if this was a bit more... contentious than you might have hoped."

Aerilia says to you, "I don't envy anyone trying to keep all those voices in order."

Belzor says, "If you all will excuse me, I have something to take care of."

You chuckle.

Belzor goes out.

You say to Saragos, "This is all I could have hoped for."

Ayrell smiles at Siendra.

Ayrell softly says to Siendra, "Very soon."

Siendra smiles.

You smile at Ayrell.

Nevali says to Saragos, "So, what I'm saying, I'll gladly work with you to get the rest of those people out of that prison, and get our stars back, and get those ugly mugs out of the sky, but as a neutral entity--as far as I know--I still ain't gonna be learnin' sorcery to do it."

Siendra says to Ayrell, "When you are ready. We are here for you on and off the stage, you know that."

Ayrell smiles at Siendra.

Ayrell softly says to Siendra, "Thank you for that. It means a great deal."

You say to Ayrell, "Can't deny looking forward to a show in Shard, especially if Siendra's acting."

Ayrell nods to you.

Siendra blushes a bright red color.

Kerennya smiles at Siendra.

Siendra says, "I'll have to request another death scene."

Siendra grins wryly.

Nevali says, "There's still one thing bothers me a lot..."

Ayrell laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You laugh!

Saragos says to Nevali, "I don't disagree with any of that. It's your choice. Me, I'll take anything I can get against them, but I understance the reluctance."

Nevali asks, "When one of the encasements was broken open. There was a wave of fear... was it the Heralds' fear for their own selves, or was it fear of something yet to come?"

You ask Miskton, "How have you been, Miskton? Can I look forward to joining you again the Seer's Study sometime soon?"

You say, "Feel like it's been an age since we've discussed visions."

Miskton says, "It should be soon, I hope. I need a little more time, though."

You nod to Miskton.

Nevali trills softly at Miskton.

You say, "No rush, certainly."

Ayrell takes a sip of her tea.

>look miskton

You see Dreambound Prophet Miskton Ramahk, Seer of the Ilithi Court, a Human Moon Mage.

Miskton has an angular face, observant steel blue eyes and an aquiline nose. His dark brown hair is short and straight, and is worn loose. He has fair skin and a rangy build.

He is very tall for a Human.

He appears to be middle-aged.

He has a sleekly groomed beard elegantly framing his face. A soft, glistening shine adorns the hairs.

His shoulder has a tattoo of a sprawling night sky like a pool of spilled ink, featuring an intricate web of stars that surround and connect Xibar, Yavash, and Katamba.

A mysterious brand of thin concentric circles mars the back of his neck, the imprinted flesh unnaturally opalescent. Thin, threadlike lines flow around the outermost ring, composing the fluid symbols of an esoteric script.

He is in good shape.

He is holding a snifter of Rissan brandy in his right hand.

He is wearing a slouched russet felt hat with a Xibar-blue lotusweave band, some round spectacles with silversteel wire frames, a rugged safari shirt made from chestnut-hued Velakan linen, a rugged taupe leather utility belt with a multitude of thornweave pouches, some heavy titanese work pants with leather knee patches and a bespoke pair of explorer's boots with blackened moonsilver grommets.

Aerilia says to Nevali, "I don't think they expected us to resist them, let alone successfully. As to what exactly they fear, well, they aren't talking."

>look ayrell

You see Lady of Elamiri Ayrell Evyntine, Archmagess of Ilithi, an Elf.

Ayrell has a delicately sculpted face with elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears and exquisite lashes accentuating lustrous sapphire eyes. Her raven hair is hip length and wavy with subtle hints of shimmery deep blue underlayers, and is worn in an elegant upswept arrangement threaded with an ornate silversteel chain twined with pale mistglass Elamiri roses. She has flawless skin with a pale radiance like moonlit alabaster and a gracile, hourglass figure.

She appears to be young.

She has a tattoo of two exquisitely shaded Elamiri roses in gradient blue tones, their elegant petals a display of realistic detailing and natural highlights which give the blooms lifelike countenance. Poised amidst the delicate bouquet, a pure white dove, wings outstretched in mid-flight, alights gracefully between the lovely blossoms inked on her right ankle.

A mysterious brand of thin concentric circles mars the back of her neck, the imprinted flesh unnaturally opalescent. Thin, threadlike lines flow around the outermost ring, composing the fluid symbols of an esoteric script.

She is in good shape.

She is holding a delicate china cup of Elothean jade tea in her right hand.

She is wearing a lustrous choker of blued moonsilver suspending teardrop-cut twilight sapphires, a high-necked gown of midnight blue wildlace jeweled with twilight sapphires, a spiraling lilac moonsilver engagement band crowned by a blue Elamiri sapphire, a lifesculpted moonsilver wedding band cradling a trillion-cut twilight sapphire and some bluefire velvet thigh boots embroidered with twilight sapphire scrollwork.

Lupdels ponders.

Saragos nods to Miskton.

Lupdels takes a sip of his wine.

Lupdels says to you something in Asaran.

Lupdels chuckles.

Lupdels coughs.

You raise an eyebrow in Lupdels's direction.

Saragos says, "Navesi also... well, she needs more time, too."

Lupdels says to you, "Thank you."

Lupdels smiles.

You say, "That's a language I've never heard..."

You smile.

You bow to Lupdels.

Miskton says, "I still find myself wondering if something is really happening or not, but I'm feeling more grounded as time passes. Just not the right time to jump back into viewing the future. Needs to be done eventually, though."

Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.

Leviathan Friend Lupdels saunters out.

Kerennya says to you, "They were teaching the Merelew language, Asaran, at HE."

You smile at Kerennya.

Saragos says, "It's good to see both of you up and around."

You say, "I like the way it sounds."

You nod at Saragos, in complete agreement with his views.

Kerennya says, "It is very close to Ilithic."

You switch to speaking in fluent Ilithic.

Nevali says to Miskton, "Open-toed shoes."

You say in fluent Ilithic, "My Ilithic is coming around."

Aerilia smiles at you.

Ayrell smiles at you.

Kerennya grins at you.

You smile.

Miskton chuckles at Nevali.

You say, "But I still have much to learn."

Nevali says to Miskton, "You always know where you are with your feet in the dirt."

Aerilia says, "Coming along, he says. He sounds like a natural."

You beam at Aerilia!

You say, "I should take my leave. Thank you all for coming."

You gather up the food spread out on an Elven silk picnic cloth embroidered with silvery thread, bundle it all into an Ilithic applewood picnic basket lined with Elven silk, and close the lid securely.

Aerilia nods to you.

You put your basket in your sling bag.

Siendra hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.

Kerennya nods to you.

Miskton says, "I should get some rest, myself. Good to see you all, though."

You hug Siendra who wraps her arms around you with a warm smile. A faint scent of cloves clings to her skin.

Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.

Kerennya hugs you, and you give her a smile in return.

Siendra says, "Thank you again for hosting this."

You hug Kerennya who wraps her arms around you with a warm smile. A faint scent of coconut clings to her skin.

Saragos says to Miskton, "Take care."

Miskton nods politely.

Nevali gets a wedge of watermelon from inside her wizard's hat.

Nevali offers Miskton a wedge of watermelon.

You say to Siendra, "Thanks for coming."

Miskton accepts Nevali's wedge of watermelon.

Aerilia says to you, "Take care. See you again soon."

You nod to Aerilia.

Miskton says to Nevali, "Thanks for the snack."

Nevali says to Miskton, "Helps rejuvenate."

You smile.

Miskton nods politely.

You drift out.

Tirost/Logs

2024-12-07T16:48:26Z

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==Withering of the Wolf Clan==
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-Prologue|Prologue]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-1|The Curse]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-2|The House of Knowledge]]
==Krenze==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Krenze-vs-Tirost|Krenze vs Tirost]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/Zoluren-Defense-Council-Krenze|Zoluren Defense Council - Krenze]]
==Zengmodaleth==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Zengmodaleth-Lecture|Lecture on the Wonders of Zengmodaleth]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/colossus-report|Colossus Attack Report to the Northern Watch]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/zeng-experiment-report|Zengmodaleth Experiments Report to the Northern Watch]]
==Therengia==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Petition-Briaen-Huns|Petition regarding Briaen Huns]]
==Necromancy==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Jessa-and-Tir|Philosophers - Jessalyne and Tirost]]
==Ilithi==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Aerivyn-on-Kasizva|Milene's Rose- Aerivyn speaks of Kasizva]]
==Wild Magic==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Messengers-ic-fic|The Messengers]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/encasement-ic-fic|The Encasement]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/dawn-ic-fic|Dawn]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/inquiry-foundations-magic|Inquiry into the Foundations of Magic]]

Tirost

2024-12-04T17:37:37Z

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{{PC
|name=Tirost
|status=a
|race=Human
|gender=Male
|guild=Warrior Mage
|instance=Prime
|relat=Lymira
}}

==Appearance==
[[File:tirost-tb.png|right|300px|Tirost]]
You see Knight of Meraud Tirost Armagna, Legendary Warrior Mage of Zoluren, a Human. 
Tirost has an oval face, silver-flecked crystal blue eyes and a straight nose. His dark brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin and an athletic build. 
He is a bit over average height for a Human. 
He has a tattoo of ominous black symbols on his left wrist. 
 
He is wearing a fur-trimmed black mantle clasped at the shoulder with a silversteel triskelion, a damite ring hauberk, a black steel mourning band inlaid with ivory lilies, a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel, a pair of black khadder pants fastened with animite studs and a pair of black leather boots with white meshor fox fur cuffs.
==Familiar==
[[File:pangovin.png|left|200px|Pangovin]]
His familiar, Pangovin, is a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes.

== Cherished Possessions ==
{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols  
|-
|
Tempered black haralun forms the sword's blade and crossguard, while animite adds a touch of depth to the arcane symbols that line the fuller. Surmounting the weapon is a hexagonal pommel of animite, which has been embossed with a wolf's head shrouded by an aura of flame over twin crossed swords. Highlighted by starry flecks of white, nightfire opals glitter in the eyes of the wolf, lending them bursts of silvery blue, deepest black, and pure crimson. 
 
''Commissioned by [[Anjinson]] from the legendary weaponsmith [[Squanto]] Longstalk. Anjinson gave it to Tirost as a gift. It was later enchanted by [[Sigzil]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a leather-bound black book inlaid with gold arcane symbols  
|-
|
Neatly inlaid into the black leather of the book's cover are arcane symbols representing different aspects of mana. Each symbol has been carefully crafted of polished gold and the pages are embellished with a subtle gold leafing on their edges. 
 
''This book was found in a cave near Arthe Dale that Tirost and [[Annais]] explored while searching for Vorclaf's crown. The book is heavy and nearly indestructible. The aether spirit Pangovin claims it is ancient and meant to be used as a weapon.''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves  
|-
|
A skillfully sculpted laurel branch encircles the lid of this glorious vessel, its nearly lifelike leaves framing the apex of a sturdy scroll handle. The handle itself, left free of ornamentation to provide a comfortable grip, runs from the top of the slightly tapered tankard to the decorative band of tracery surrounding the heavy base. A thick diamond-hide strap with a silversteel clasp loops through the handle for easy wear. 
 
''Given to Tirost by [[Casimira]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel  
|-
|
The large sheath is gripped by the bright metal at the throat, tip, and also by way of matching silversteel buckles that secure the heavy leather straps and allow it to be attached to a belt. A raven's feather and a hawk's feather are tied with a leather cord to one of the straps, and are the only touch of ornamentation to the piece. Thick lotusweave lines the inside and cradles weapons placed within.
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a braided copper ring  
|-
|
Engraved along the polished inner side of the band are the words, "Patience, Tenacity, and Endurance." 
 
''Given by [[Oscearo]].''
|}

==Poetry==
See the [[poetry of Tirost]].

==Background==
[[File:Tirost-by-navesi.png|right|300px|Knight of Meraud]]
Tirost was born in the lands around [[Laakmir]] in northwestern Therengia. His father, Daneolf, traveled throughout Kermoria trading, and sometimes returned with books, scrolls, codices of poetry and stories in Gamgweth and Common. Asara, Tirost's mother, loved literature and history, and taught Tirost and [[Lymira]] to read and write. 

When still very young, Tirost met the Elothean Moon Mage [[Malzard]]. Perhaps sensing the boy's aptitude for elemental mana, Malzard told Tirost of the Legendary Warrior Mage Galain. He also spoke of the necromancer [[Lyras]] and the events that lead to her downfall. When Tirost was twelve years old, his village experienced a tragedy, and he, his mother and his sister traveled south, where they resettled in his mother's homeland of the [[Wolf Clan]]. 

Though many in the Wolf Clan preferred oral traditions to the written word, Asara became a trusted lorekeeper and storyteller. She taught at the orphanage in the Middens, and Tirost often accompanied her and played with the other children. When he turned nineteen, Tirost was accepted by Gauthus into the Warrior Mage Guild.

==Adventures==
Shortly after joining the Warrior Mage Guild, Tirost became a member of the [[Tavern Troupe]] Performing Order, where the Speaker of the Order, [[Anjinson]] Shilanthor mentored him.

Tirost joined the defense of Zoluren against the Elpalzi. He fought in chaotic battles in Dirge and the Crossing, before participating in a ritual lead by the Moon Mage Trethom to penetrate the defenses of Sorrow's Keep, where Elpalzi leader [[Alret]] Fengral had encamped. It became known that Geva and Alret had served the demoness [[Maelshyve]], which prompted Tirost to delve deeper into the lore surrounding demons and necromancy. He began writing a play entitled ''The Fall of Lyras'', and sought out those who had fought the legendary necromancer, and those who had first hand knowledge of necromancy.

Later, when the War Lord [[Viggu]] raided Rossman's Landing and Therenborough, Tirost joined the defense of the Northlands organized by [[Klurn]] Odarien. Throughout the campaign, he became familiar with his fellow warrior mages [[Woten]], [[Mazrian]], [[Perune]] and [[Saragos]]. During that time, Tirost's research into demonlogy advanced considerably. He became familiar with the Philosophers [redacted], [[Briaen]] Huns and [redacted], and began to read the works of [[Zamidren]] Book, [[Jeihrem]] Kralissa, and [[Xerasyth]]. He also began to practice sorcery and experiment with connections to the Elemental Plane of Metal under the guidance of [[Woten]] and [redacted].

As [[Anduwen Watch]] prepared to assault Maelshyve's Fortress in Zaulfung, Tirost consulted Philosopher necromancers as to the best means of preventing the manifestation of the demon in the Plane of Abiding. [Redacted] and [redacted] spoke of a demon hunter, [[Osven]], how he had developed a potent alchemical substance that would prevent Maelshyve's manifestation. Tirost persuaded Perune to accept the vials and use them during the raid. Inflamed by a passionate disagreement on matters unrelated to the raid, [[Elec]] exposed Tirost as a sorcerer and called for his capture and interrogation.

[[File:Tir-aeril-train.jpeg|left|300px|Tirost and Aerilia discuss combat techniques]]
Unwilling to bring disgrace on the Tavern Troupe, Tirost resigned his position on the council. He was offered membership in the [[Order of the Dragon Shield]] by [[Mystylaine]] and he accepted. In this period, [[Lasika]] passed a notebook into Tirost's hands which contained in its scrawlings a code that lead to one of the many tunnels Lasika had either created or found. In exploring one of those tunnels, Tirost found what appeared to be an ancient crown. After researching the markings on the crown, its shape, and the stone which it bore, Tirost posited that Lasika may have found part of a crown that had belonged to House Sorvendig. Cryptic poetry of the period suggested that the stone inlaid in the crown fragment might have the ability to disrupt the magic necromancers employ to self-resurrect; however, as Tirost presented his findings, the Necro Lord [[Nefis]] severed Tirost's arm and stole the crown and the gem. Ultimately, Tirost sought the help of many allies and was able to recover the fragments of the crown, though Nefis was successful in destroying the gem.

Tirost left Kermoria on a journey in search of his former mentor [[Malzard]], but after several years returned as plans were being laid to land on the Basalt Isle and use the Sanyu Aes weapon to destroy Jehirem. Tirost served with the assault teams on the isle, witnessed the death of [[Zauldin]] and the effects of Sanyu Aes on the lich.

Back in Zoluren, Tirost was honored to perform a concert organized by [[TART]]. Most recently, he has shared information regarding Osven and necromancy at a lecture at Gealeranendae College and worked with Kintryn to organize the Therengian vanguard against the resurgent forces of the Red Bear Orc Chief Viggu. After being invited to join the [[Northern Watch]] by his best friend [[Crobin]], Tirost underwent the test called the Gauntlet and joined the Second Combat Unit.

==Story Arcs, Logs and In Character Fiction==
See [[Tirost/Logs|logs]].

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Tirost/Poetry

2024-12-01T15:59:51Z

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==Sonnets==
===Elvish Sonnet===
''Context: Written for [[Mysterys]] and performed during [[Tirost]]'s audition for the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
Have you ever loved an elf? 
'Tis not easy, please believe, 
Though passion be so truly felt 
To risk one's heart with grief 
 
By gazing long in sparkling eyes 
Or kissing dimpled cheeks, 
For I, ere long, will waste and die 
And another love she'll seek, 
 
For then I'll lie in darksome grave 
While beauty graces she, 
And thoughts of me will surely fade, 
Though this gives some relief: 
 
The love for her I have right now 
Outweighs a thousand years without. 
 
===Mystylaine and Rekon Wedding Sonnet===
''Context: Written and performed for the wedding celebration of [[Mystylaine]] and [[Rekon]].'' 
 
These rolling waves that break upon the shore, 
Sometimes pulling, sometimes reaching, in a 
Cycle endless – so too does love endure, 
Though in motion, yet never quite the same. 
 
So too, sweet friends, may your love forever 
Push and pull you together, and make strong 
The loving bonds that all here now tether 
Between Mysty and her belov'd Rekon 
 
Let no pain or cold fear unlatch these hearts, 
Fair gods and goddesses of love divine - 
But keep them strong together or apart, 
And like the timeless stars, let their love shine! 
 
So raise a glass with me, dear friends, and cheer: 
Joy to our friends for all the coming years! 
 
===For Casimira===
''Context: Written for [[Casimira]] shortly after [[Tirost]] left the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
In all of nature's glory I have yet 
To find your equal, sweet friend, and never 
Shall, though I, like the bright [[immortals]], get 
To walk this wonderous world forever. 
 
For you are the true daughter of Kindness 
And Beauty, whose auburn hair and spark'ling 
Eyes do force Pain and Sorrow to their knees, 
Whose voice, to my wintry soul, calls up Spring 
 
And whose warm friendship thaws the biting frost, 
Calling, from the once frozen earth of my 
Soul, new life – fresh, green and with color tossed - 
Like wildflowers that in th' meadows lie. 
 
For when you pressed into my hand your key, 
It's like it all just fell away from me. 
 
===For a Friend===
''Context: Written for a friend, and never performed publicly.'' 
 
Many flowers no doubt your fingers brushed 
Since first you were full warned to leave them be, 
But from me now no warning loud, nor hushed, 
But wish for you to dance among them free, 
 
Save one that to me the gods did entrust 
To share only with the partner solely mine, 
Nourishing with love, care, and happy lust 
Grown in health and beauty transcending time. 
 
And let us meet together, friend, ‘neath sun 
Or shining stars, and you share of rolling 
Flower fields, and I’ll share the love of one, 
With one law only between us holding: 
 
Unless some single timeless love you seek, 
You from me all tender affection keep. 
 
==Odes==
===For Annais===
''Context: Written for [[Annais]] when she and [[Tirost]] were getting to know each other, and was performed in part at their wedding.'' 
 
O my friend Annais! 
How I thank the gods 
That you are not a [[human]], 
And I am no [[Kaldar]], 
 
Else there would be no other choice, 
But to summon all my skill, 
Seeking nothing but your heart 
To win forever with my quill! 
 
And when one day they’d find me, 
In some lonely, distant cave, 
Tomes they’d find beside my corpse, 
And they’d turn from page to page, 
 
And every word they find there 
Of my muse’s peerless verse, 
Would sing of all your virtues, 
Poets through out time would then rehearse 
 
All the poems that you brought to life 
Sung on high to kings and queens! 
And poor folks who found themselves in love, 
And find there ecstasy! 
 
But hidden in that timeless verse, 
Would hold a phantom pain, 
That one could never quite pin down, 
But feel it in one’s veins, 
 
For the poet who had penned that verse 
Would in a moment sacrifice 
All the verse he’d ever write 
To gaze at stars fast by your side, 
 
For nothing I could ever write 
Will get so near the mark 
To represent with petty words 
The living poem that you are. 
 
But the gods are full of mercy, 
And fate had us divide, 
You a lovely Kaldar, 
And I of human kind. 
 
===For the Celebration of Ilithi Culture===
''Context: Written and performed for the poetry contest at the Celebration of [[Ilithi]] Culture. This entry won first prize.'' 
 
I thank you for the privilege 
To sing my muse’s song 
Though I am not Ilithi, 
My heart belongs to one. 
 
So let me weave with verdant words 
A garland for this faire 
With every word a blossom 
For all of us to share. 
 
For though our past is checkered 
With drops of bitter blood, 
Between us all I do believe 
There is still hope for love! 
 
For heroes do I see here! 
With swords and bows and staffs, 
And healers and performers, 
with wits that make me laugh! 
 
And though Ilithi culture 
Is more than any single race, 
Let me sing of elven folk 
Who shape our current age, 
 
For when dread forces seek to march 
Folk in chains do they prefer, 
It is a warrior’s honor 
To cast spells with [[Mordimer]], 
 
And after hard fought victory, 
Drink a cup of something strong, 
With charismatic [[Synamon]] 
While [[Allye]] sings a song! 
 
Or debate a magic theory 
With [[Voyle]] or [[Kehlbins]] wise, 
Or take my wounds to [[Kaelie]] 
When I cannot find my wife. 
 
And [[Lydena]] and [[Bellicia]] 
Make sure we’re never bored, 
They share artistic genius 
Like no others in the world! 
 
O folk of fair Ilithi! 
And this city, brilliant [[Shard]] 
May gods rain upon you blessings! 
May you shine ever like a star! 
 
Let not the past our future dim 
With prejudice and hate, 
But dream what we together 
United will create! 
 
And when we’ve come together 
We've been nothing less than great 
And these fair times we live in now 
Are Elanthi’s golden age! 
 
===Champions of the Joust===
''Context: Written to celebrate the champions of the [[423 World Jousting Tournament|World Jousting Tournament]], and performed at the awards ball.'' 
 
They say that once, in depths of time, 
Four [[moons]] had graced the sky, 
Until the [[World Dragon|dragon]] from one burst 
To feed on all Elathi's life, 
 
But for the song of [[Peri'el]], 
The notes of history, 
That in a flowing, epic verse 
Keeps the dragon held in sleep. 
 
O, you mighty jousters! 
Who like the thunder's bolt, 
Or a crashing, frothy wave 
That breaks upon the shore, 
 
Exert such force and beauty, 
Buttressed by your skill, 
And that of your most trusted mount, 
Bound together in one will! 
 
You who are world champions, 
And all those who held th' lance, 
You add a verse full perfect, 
And Peri'el's song advance! 
 
Lo, you mighty champions! 
Hold your heads up high! 
Your deeds with timeless glory shine, 
Your names forever bright! 
 
===The Sword of Squanto===
''Context: An [[Anjinson|anonymous benefactor]] commissioned a [[haralun]] bastard sword for [[Tirost]]. The following was written for a story telling event put on by the [[Order of the Black Fox]]; however, it was never performed publicly.'' 
 
Sing! My dancing, happy muse, 
Of this, my fearsome sword, 
How it began a flaming ball 
And through the heavens soared, 
 
Till breaking deep into the earth, 
Ore waiting to be mined, 
Till someone dug it from the depths 
And to [[Squanto]] did provide 
 
There he beat the precious ore, 
Sparks from it flew once more! 
Blazing with his hammer's stroke 
Until perfect in its form. 
 
Then Squanto passed his masterwork 
To the merry [[gnome]], 
[[Tinkery]] is what she's called 
And from Tinkery my own. 
 
And this might be the history 
Of my peerless blade, 
But in truth, sing on my muse, 
Of what's hidden in the shade, 
 
For someone paid a heavy price 
For me to wield this sword: 
Their identity is hid from me, 
So Tinkery has sworn. 
 
So through a hidden person's love 
My story is enriched! 
And so my quest to spread that love 
Will never end while I exist! 
 
===For Betlind===
''Context: Written for Betlind upon the occasion of achieving the 200th circle in the Paladin guild.'' 
 
I sing a song of Betlind, 
The knight of many deeds, 
The dread of devouring evil, 
A light to those in need. 
 
Her hammer smites her enemies, 
Or forges sturdy mail, 
Her stokes with fire sparkling, 
Her skill beyond compare. 
 
In speech she's kind and courteous, 
But her will is haralun cast. 
Countless many lives she's saved. 
Her shield Death cannot pass. 
 
Elegant in courtly dance, 
In battle, inspiring. 
Her tachi like a lighting flash. 
Her smile like blooms of Spring. 
 
The one who fell so long ago 
Before young Betlind's eyes, 
With the gods now raises cup 
To cheer her full of pride! 
 
At inns they chant her name aloud, 
And drink to her good health. 
Stories of her deeds they tell 
To wreath her in renown. 
 
Though no circle yet remaining 
For true Betlind to ascend, 
Let her time spent here among us 
Not soon reach its end. 
 
===For Selame and Akeiro===
''Context: Written for Selame and Akeiro for their wedding celebration.'' 
 
Some friends I've met while training 
Have shown me many things: 
How to effective magic use, 
And what snacks are fit for kings! 
 
They have wondrous humor senses, 
And wit and spirits high, 
Yet when called to fearsome combat, 
None can their skill deny, 
 
And now like stars and evening, 
Like the sun and cooling breeze, 
Or sprinkles on a doughnut, 
The gods have brought together these 
 
Gifted Prydaen warriors, 
In bonds of love and trust. 
May it ever bring them happiness, 
When times are good, or when they're bust, 
 
For few things are more precious 
Than a partner in the world, 
To walk through all the seasons, 
And snack-filled cloths to then unfurl 
 
Therein that moment's perfect spot 
To watch the setting sun, 
The glinting of the diamond stars, 
With two souls joined as one. 
 
==Ballads==
===The Ballad of Lasika===
''Context: [[Tirost]] interviewed [[Lasika]] in [[Dirge]], and asked her about if he could hear of one of her greatest adventures. He develped the following ballad and performed it as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O sing, my dancing, happy muse, 
Whose feet on sunshine tap 
Of tales from hapless Lasika, 
Who goat’s milk loves to lap, 
 
Begin the tale in days gone by 
‘Fore Lasi’s mane was shaved 
When missions she and all her team 
Fought for matters then most grave. 
 
Though Lasika and her trusted friends, 
Of [[Prydaen]]s and [[Rakash]], 
And others who perhaps like me 
Came from different stock, 
 
Tracked a dang’rous [[necromancer|necroman]] 
Through paths of [[Therengia]], 
But spent more time with drink at Inns 
Than in fights for [[Kermoria]], 
 
If Lasika you’ve seen or met, 
You know she has great charm, 
But then she was, or so I’m told, 
One to raise alarm 
 
From all true folk of virtue, 
Who felt the tug of lust 
For the stories of her in those days 
Would make the maidens blush! 
 
And while drinking with her mates 
One night, by an abby at an Inn, 
She met a gorgeous Rakash gal 
And seduced her with her grin – 
 
Or, my happy, laughing muse, 
Had it more to do with drink? 
But let us not split many hairs, 
For she left Lasi with a wink. 
 
So late that night, swift Lasika 
Took her hook and rope, 
And scaled the wall that stood between 
Her and the heart she'd smote. 
 
And crept she through the abby 
Where her lovely Rakash slept, 
And swiftly through the abby's halls, 
Into her lover's bed she swept. 
 
Waking with her soft caress, 
Lasi took her lover's hand, 
And the two then made their way 
To make good on Lasi's plan! 
 
O radiant muse, who sings all things, 
Hint but do not tell! 
Of all the wild, passionate things 
Which that night befell 
 
Those lovers sweet in moonlight, 
'Tween Pryd'n and Rakash 
That but for the empath's touch 
Would still mark Lasika! 
 
And when the morning sun arose, 
And the abby stirred to life, 
What Las had thought a storage place 
Was the abbots chambers nigh, 
 
And though deaf to all the night before 
The impassioned, wild cries 
Still, though old, the abbot had 
The working of his eyes, 
 
And he took Lasi by the ear 
And cast her out from there, 
But she regretted not a bit 
What she and her lover shared. 
 
O thank you, brilliant Lasika 
For the food you feed my muse! 
She hopes to do you honor 
With this song we sing for you! 
 
===The Ballad of Galain===
''Context: [[Tirost]] was raised on stories of the legendary Warrior Mage [[Galain]], and he wrote the following ballad as a way to celebrate and remember him. The following was preformed by Tirost and [[Casimira]] as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Lover's Day Celebration.'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O sing! My gentle, happy muse 
Of a time ago long past, 
When Galain wandered far and wide, 
A mage which none surpass! 
He stood before the North East Gate, 
The [[Crossing]] under seige, 
By orcish raiders armed with rage 
To crush our happy state. 
Galain whispered magic words, 
and traced a 'metric sign, 
And swung with all his eleven grace 
A blade that severed life! 
Many foes he put to death 
To keep the people free 
But faced he then the ugly, 
The orcs's greatest chief. 
Through fire blasts and lighting, 
Like [[Saragos]] loves to cast, 
Galain harnessed all his mana 
and with his sword he danced. 
The chieftain was too mighty, 
And gave a belly laugh: 
To drag away Galain's dead corpse 
Would be his triumph bad! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But then there came a music! 
Quite soft it was at first, 
Like the gentle woodland breeze 
Or sound of lapping sea - 
But rising like a breaching whale 
The aria swelled more, 
And from behind this fearsome orc 
Liana let her arrow soar! 
It plunged into the orcish neck, 
And fell him to the ground, 
And Liana quick to Galain sprang, 
Inspired by the sound 
Of her voice which saved him, 
And though his Elvish pride, 
She helped him stumble to the door 
Of the empath guild hard by. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O, who are you lady? Who have saved my life, 
With auburn hair and hazel eyes 
I've never seen your like. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But the sun was setting, 
And [[Yavash]] ruled the sky, 
And quickly turned she from him 
And left without goodbye. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
As soon as he recovered, 
Galain sought her far and wide. 
His trusty familiar searched her 
Wherever she might hide. 
One day the familiar found her, 
by a sacred pool, 
And Galain sped to be there, 
And learn all that he could. 
Who are you, noble lady? 
Whose voice is sweet and strong, 
Whose bow and skill has saved me, 
But who from me turned and run? 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Stay back, good War Mage Galain, 
For know you not my curse! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
I do not care! cried Galain - 
Not scared of magic black - 
But I pledge you now my only heart, 
And never take it back. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Through hazel eyes then filled with tears, 
Liana smiled at Galain, 
For long she'd sought a partner, 
Someone for whom to sing. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
He took a rose that grew nearby, 
And offered prayers to gods, 
And bonded with Liana there 
At the sacred bog. 
Now tell me of this evil curse 
That presses on your heart; 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Said she then, it's the worst thing, 
Each night I become a [[shadowling]] - 
But this choice I freely give you, 
Partner of my life, 
Would you like me handsome fair 
In the darkness or the light? 
If you wish me fair by day, 
You'll be the envy of your friends 
Whom my charming graces 
Can never then offend. 
Or by night, my love, I may be fair 
For you alone to know, 
But all your friends will in the day 
Laugh as I blurp and drool, 
Regurgitating foulest trash 
As all shadowlings must do. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Galain stood and pondered, 
Showed the essence of his heart: 
I cannot say for you, my love, 
Which would better be. 
You must choose which form to take 
To live most happily. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
She pulled him in and kissed him! 
And tears she happy shed, 
For then the curse was broken, 
For her true love she had met! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Together ever after, 
They of truest bond 
Fought together often, 
And enjoyed good many songs! 
And when their time had drifted 
Past their mortal skein 
They walked the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]] together 
Into realms unseen! 
 
===Duet for Enwah and Nuvalli===
''Context: Written by [[Tirost]] for the wedding of [[Enwah]] and [[Nuvalli]] at the [[House of the Floating Reed (location)| House of the Floating Reed]] in [[Shard]], and performed as a duet with [[Casimira]].'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
All alone is how I used to feel when then I'd raise my eyes, 
And gaze in wonder on a winter's night upon the starry sky! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Yearned I for a partner when I'd raise my eyes above, 
And felt I like a meteor, alone, and without love! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
And slowly did my feet then tread under [[Xibar]]'s gloam, 
For no comfort could I summon then, no you to call me home. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And cold were then my fingers blue that knew no lover's touch, 
Like a naked tree that stood against a winter's gust! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
But O! when then I met you, Love, a fire lit my eyes! 
And all about you seemed to glow - an aura seemed to rise! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And all the words you spoke to me were a comfort I'd not known, 
They made me want to know you deep, and keep you for my own! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
The stars did wheel above us bright as the seasons turned and past, 
And each time that I could meet with you, I prayed the strength to ask - 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Anything of me, my love, you need only say the word, 
For if you felt my beating heart, you could only be assured - 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
That I could never leave you, Love! You are the world to me! 
And I should be the soul of joy if my wife you should be! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And will you be my husband, Love, the partner of my life? 
To walk with me now hand in hand through happiness and strife? 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
By the gods, I swear it now! My love shall never bend! 
And when in time you walk the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]], I'll be there at it's end. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And when some other lonely souls look upon the starry skies, 
There they'll find our constellation bright, a brilliant, holy guide! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
To grace with light our skies of night and teach then for all time, 
The joy that you have brought to me since our lives have intertwined! 
 
===Ballad of the High Priestess===
''Context: [[Tirost]]'s familiar, Pangovin, witnessed the murder of several novice warrior mages outside the tower in the [[Crossing]] from someone in the shadows. When Pangovin challenged the murderer, [[Nuskaro]] revealed himself, and shortly after High Priestess [[Khaelyn]] appeared and engaged the necromancer. Tirost composed this ballad as a tribute to Khaelyn's valor. The poem was performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
Like a moggot in a corpse, 
Like a sickness getting worse, 
Like a rat that spreads disease, 
The [[necromancer|necroman]] Nuskaro creeped 
 
To the warmage tower high, 
And murdered many with a sigh - 
So bored and lonely with that life 
For all good things he sacrificed. 
 
Then, like a candle in the dark, 
Like a breeze when lost at sea, 
Like the singing of my heart, 
Like the autumn light through trees, 
 
Came radiant Khaelyn, robed in white, 
Unafraid, with power blessed: 
Her keen eyes flashed and sought with wrath 
The one who those of life bereft. 
 
Behind her came a shouting mob, 
With torches chanting, 'Bring him down!' 
Khaelyn raised her fairest hand, 
And gestured at the necroman, 
 
But Nuskaro, wreathed in magic black, 
Dispersed the light and would have laughed, 
For his [[risen|arisen]] then attacked, 
But Khaelyn was not driven back! 
 
O! Her skill in combat fierce! 
Though blows were smote by minion cursed, 
Khaelyn moved with grace and strength, 
And Nuskaro failed to ascertain 
 
The emboldened crowd that hemmed him in, 
Whose courage flared to watch Khaelyn, 
The Priestess High of King [[Meraud]], 
Who from his thrown gave regal nod, 
 
To see his chosen one full raze 
This terror from fair Elanthi's face. 
The crowd upon Nuskaro fell, 
As Khaelyn dueled the rotting shell, 
 
They dragged the fallen [[Olvi]] lost 
To th' Temple to pay for all he cost 
The people free who suffered most, 
But for Khaelyn could no justice boast, 
 
Yet let all who hear my soaring song 
Raise a cup for Khaelyn strong! 
For all peace, and love, and happy strains 
Follow in fair Khaelyn's train! 
 
Her deeds now join the timeless song 
To inspire those among us young, 
And time shall not forget the elf 
Who forsook not those who sought her help! 
 
===The Battle of Therenborough===
''Context: Composed after the battle between the [[Theren Guard]], along with its allies, and [[Viggu]]'s forces that took place near [[Therenborough]]. The ballad was not performed publicly.'' 
 
O divine [[immortals]]! 
That gaze on all below, 
Listen to this muse-born song 
Of [[Therengia]]'s heroes! 
 
For never will cold terror, 
Freeze burning hearts as these, 
That stood before fell Viggu's clan, 
And made the orc hordes bleed! 
 
For many in that company 
Led by fearless [[Klurn]], 
Could acting on their courage high 
The tide of battle turn - 
 
Yet working all together now, 
The flower of the North 
Allied with friends of Southern realms 
Put th' orc hordes to the sword! 
 
Among them was cold [[Whiteburn]], 
Whose bloody wrath was sate 
On countless orcish soldiers fierce 
Who fell with screams of pain! 
 
And the master of high lunar spells, 
The brilliant [[Arimane]], 
Saw that none of orcish filth 
The [[Theren Keep|Keep]] would ever stain! 
 
And [[Mazrian]] and [[Perune]], 
The pillars of my guild, 
Had slain so many orcish brutes 
We feared th' [[Starry Road (plane)#The_Red_Spiral|spiral'd]] over fill! 
 
Glorious [[Felicini]]! 
And the life mage [[Karathor]] 
Protected [[House Theren|Theren's]] people 
With strength unmatched in lore! 
 
And to the fray my shadow lept, 
To slay the fearsome chiefs 
Though Glory may not speak her name, 
In orcish blood she's seeped, 
 
For never will foul Viggu's hordes 
Set [[Therengia]] to flames 
So long as the deadly [[Ruea|Drister]] pair 
Walk our [[Plane of Abiding|hallowed plane]]. 
 
[[Crobin]] and [[Heartsfyre]], 
Of families renown, 
Saw the [[Gyfford|Baron's]] foes advance, 
And quickly tore them down! 
 
And all my peers from [[Zoluren]] 
[[Taevish]], [[Shaeun]] and [[Elphierose]] 
Whose courage blazes with a steadfast light 
Whom the gods themselves now know! 
 
And as the orcs fell screaming, 
Cast down in terror and defeat 
The name of [[Raeyel]] was whispered 
And the remainder shook with fear, 
 
For thanks to th' empath [[Qiyan]], 
And the Ranger elf [[Maltris]], 
The greatest hopes of orcish hate 
Were smashed to crumbled bits. 
 
Though I lack the voice to sing all those 
Who came to lend their aid 
To the people of Therengia 
And defy the orcish raid, 
 
Let the souls of all these heroes 
Burn with honor and with pride! 
For never shall our freedom fall 
While such heroes are alive! 
 
===The Ballad of Kaelie and Mazrian===
''Context: Performed in the the [[Crossing]]'s Empath Guild to commemorate the love of [[Kaelie]] and [[Mazrian]], and the final defeat of the [[Elpalzi]] leader [[Geva]].'' 
 
Sing! timeless muse above, 
Of a time not long since past, 
When Geva unleashed the dogs of war, 
And widows wailed in voices sad! 
 
And but for that soaring triumph 
Of a bright all ruling love! 
A darkness would still cover all 
And in labor we would drudge 
 
For th' Elpalzi were held captive 
Knives held to throats of all their kin 
Save for traitors like cold Geva 
Who reveled in her horrid sins 
 
And sought to bury thoughts of freedom 
Under the master's lash 
And sacrifice our homeland 
To that which stained all [[Zaulfung]] black. 
 
She gave the fearsome order 
And assassins dashed to slay 
Many of our brave defenders 
Whom her designs would sure delay. 
 
Huge was then her army, 
And dire were their arms, 
Bold Geva feared her nothing, 
And to the Crossing raised alarm! 
 
For lo! She seemed death's shadow! 
A force that none could stop 
She taunted us from hiding 
And dread was felt by all. 
 
But for all her twisted cunning 
And all her borrowed might 
She failed to perceive the consequence 
Of facing those two lovers bright! 
 
And in her oozing hubris 
That makes [[Zehira]] seem a lamb 
Crept she to the empath's guild 
To spread death and mayhem 
 
And there she whispered horrid lies 
And promised freedom's death 
Which reached the ears of brilliant Kaelie, 
The one called Daemondred. 
 
While Geva's loathsome magic 
Shrouded her from mortal sense, 
Kaelie's mind was lucid 
And found she quick [[Constanze]] 
 
A thought to her nearby husband sent 
The lord of war and spells, 
To lie in wait for Geva 
Whom she soon would then expel, 
 
And Kaelie told good Constanze 
'Geva is within 
Banish her with your magic, 
And she will fall to Mazrian!' 
 
Constanze wasted not a second, 
For few she trusted like bright Kae, 
And uttered words of magic 
And sent Geva on her way! 
 
Blasted onto the Crossing street, 
Geva barely raised her head 
Staring at her like a starving wolf 
Was Mazrian Daemondred! 
 
Lighting crackled from his fingers, 
And storm winds stirred his hair, 
Geva lept then to her feet, 
But 'fore she could seek her lair 
 
The elements were upon her, 
From Mazrian's deadly hand! 
Cutting winds they gashed her fur 
And lightening lept at his command! 
 
Geva, in that moment, 
For all the dread she'd wrought 
Learned that all her machinations vast 
Would soon all come to naught! 
 
For the courage of two lovers, 
Who long had grown in trust, 
In walks through all the vales and hills 
Found liking turned to love - 
 
Proved again, and for all time 
That all the threats and murder cold 
Wrought by those without a heart 
Will by true love be overthrown! 
 
And so the skein of history 
Receives a gorgeous span 
From the love of brilliant Kaelie, 
And her Mazrian. 
 
===Return of the Stars===
''Context: Written after the rescue of [[Navesi]], [[Ayrell]], [[Miskton]] and [[Mazrian]] from the [[Heralds]] and published in [[Berries & Ink]].'' 
 
Lonely was the sky, bereft of those luminous children 
That ever through the heavens danced in bright array, 
Stolen, like the luminaries of the world below, 
By ancient powers of a forgotten age. 
 
Held, but not forgotten were those glor'ous stars, 
And folk who for their dauntless courage bright, 
Seeking boldly the gods' good order to restore, 
Bereft of hearing, touch and sight. 
 
Yet memory lived of those bright lights! 
Nor did the gods of those who yet remained, 
Mourning the loss of ones they loved, 
Forsake them to a hopeless fate, 
 
For above there wove like tailors' thread 
Through the lightless fabric of the night, 
The scorpion of the Void's High Lord, 
And into lonely cells a portal pried. 
 
Where like a crashing wave of Nature's wrath, 
Came those who will to force not bow nor scrape, 
Who risk their souls for life and hope, 
And whose valor helped their friends escape. 
 
Amid a flaring, brilliant burst of light, 
Those, once taken, now were free! 
And above the sparkling banner spread 
Unfurled by faith, by love, and daring deeds. 
 
==Hymns==
===Hymn of the Raider===
''Context: Composed after the raid on [[Maelshyve|Maelshyve's]] Fortress organized by [[Anduwen Watch]]. The hymn was performed privately at the altar of [[Meraud]] in the [[Crossing]].'' 
 
I sing of living heroes 
and demons locked in strife, 
Some who radiant deeds performed, 
And some in shadows holding knives. 
 
Deep in Maelshyve’s fortress, 
The demon’s cult designed 
To make their mistress manifest 
With a human vessel there to bind. 
 
In league with [[Jeihrem|Jeihrem's]] chosen, 
The [[Necromancer Guild Visions#Sunday_Feb_12_Vision|Tallnah]], Queen of Dread, 
And the Necro Lord called [[Xzean]], 
To our [[Plane of Abiding|plane]] the greatest threat, 
 
Yet for all their potent malice, 
And power from evil spawned, 
The heroes of Elanthi rose 
Like the light of breaking dawn: 
 
Calls for help were issued, 
And in council Wisdom dwelt. 
Like a beacon to our wayward souls, 
[[Hodierna|Hodierna’s]] presence all there felt, 
 
And when the appointed time had come 
Under [[Riverhaven|Haven's]] Temple's vault, 
A host of every kind arrived 
Against Maelshyve to revolt. 
 
To aid the daring effort, 
Friends in the Temple prayed. 
Their holy voices rising up, 
Souls sharpened as a blade. 
 
The host sought the hidden fortress 
Beneath twisted [[Zaulfung|Zaulfung's]] crust, 
Harried as we passed within 
By beasts and fiends corrupt - 
 
But the banner of [[Sebestyen]] 
Rose high against the dark, 
And while our stricken foes fell back, 
Lions roared within our hearts. 
 
Then like the blaze of heaven's stars, 
Another banner we perceived, 
And Power with [[Samsaren]] strode, 
With might and honor was he wreathed. 
 
Beneath such steadfast standards passed 
The host of many kinds, 
Led by the Elvish captain bold 
Till passed 'neath Zaulfung's shrine. 
 
Whispers crept upon us 
From Maelshyve's horrid tongue, 
And suddenly a roar burst forth, 
And claws cracked each our skulls! 
 
Finished might our quest have been, 
Had not [[Kaelie]] raised a graceful hand, 
And taken even fiercest wounds, 
Like water into sand, 
 
Or felt the touch of [[Zymi]], 
Or [[Karthor|Karthor's]] magic strong, 
And Death himself must hide his head 
From the empath's pride [[Qiyan]]! 
 
Soon we faced the dreary crossing 
Of an ancient, ill-wrought bridge, 
Where the song of bright [[Navesi]] rose 
And each felt her spirit lift! 
 
And other powers stood not idle 
As minions bent the knee 
For there are some who never kneel - 
Who stand upright and free! 
 
Among those few stood [[Jhien]], 
Whose name to demons is a curse, 
Knowledge high adorns his brow, 
And through his craft does power surge, 
 
And to the genius of [[Philosophers of the Knife|Philosophy]] 
My muse must bow her head, 
For never can our simple words 
Pay sufficient compliment 
 
To [[Yvela]] of [[Zoluren]], 
Whose mind shall know no peer, 
The seeker of the end of death, 
And Maelshyve's greatest fear, 
 
And several other shadowed names, 
Whose courage never waved, 
Who then refused to bow their heads 
To see this plane enslaved! 
 
Past the bridge we made our way 
In chambers dark as pitch. 
A unicorn did guide our way, 
And the fighting grew more thick, 
 
And in the fearsome melee, 
Rose the shinning shield of [[Sturm]], 
To guard against the deadly stroke, 
And the tide of battle turn, 
 
Who with blood and steel then etched 
His people's sacred creed, 
And proved immortal valor bright 
Not with words but deeds. 
 
There in the inmost chamber, 
Ciriasa near transformed, 
Maelshyve screeched with horrid joy, 
But the demon's hopes were scorned, 
 
For rising to oppose her, 
Came the greatest of our age, 
[[Mazrian]] and [[Saragos]] both 
With elemental power blazed! 
 
Joined by commander [[Perune]], 
And [[Ruea]], world renown, 
Whose wit and blade are sharper yet 
Than the style of her gown, 
 
Entoning holy hymns to gods, 
Blessed cleric of the [[Theren Guard|Guard]] - 
[[Sereze]] returned the brave to life, 
And broke death's fearsome jaws! 
 
There sang [[Maxwelinski]], 
Whose voice emboldens all, 
And [[Charlize]] the elven ranger swift 
Hunting freedom's foes to cull, 
 
And O! That sacred, holy light! 
Whom my verse must yet profane 
For never can my voice be just 
To the priestess high [[Khaelyn]]! 
 
That elf bedecked with glory, 
Whose kindness swallows pain, 
Whose handmaids Peace and Mercy are 
But whose strength yet guards our plane! 
 
All these blessed heroes, 
And the shadows living free, 
Cleared then the human vessel, 
And made the demon's spirit flee, 
 
For out of hidden knowledge, 
Came the means to cut the bond, 
Out of many labors born, 
And the chances seemed once long, 
 
Yet the valor of [[Kermoria]] 
Joined in force supreme, 
Shook off the threat of demoness, 
And in realms divine I've seen, 
 
The gods gaze down with tears of pride, 
And ancestors raise their cups, 
In their scared halls they sing, 
For the feats of those they love! 
 
To everyone who joined with us 
In shadow or in light, 
On the field of battle hard, 
Or in the temple to recite 
 
Prayers to aid in freeing all 
Our people from the threat 
Of Maelshyve, wretched demoness, 
We are ever in your debt. 
 
==Elegies==
===Asara's Elegy===
''Context: Written after the death of [[Tirost]]'s mother,and performed at her funeral held by the [[Tavern Troupe]] in the [[Crossing High Temple|Crossing's Temple]].'' 
 
Now that you have left us, 
I sing not to mourn your life, 
But remember you forever, 
And see you on the [[Starry Road (plane)|other side]]. 
 
You lived a life of service; 
You saved a wayward son; 
You've taught the lost of Zoluren; 
Your [[Lymira|daughter]] has grown strong. 
 
And when your spirit reaches 
The tall halls of [[Meraud]] 
By our family a greeting comes 
Loud thundering applause, 
 
Yet to be parted from you, 
Rends me somewhere deep. 
Some part of me goes with you 
And your company will keep. 
 
We miss your persistent questions; 
We miss the way you laugh; 
You loved to read us stories: 
The happy ones and sad. 
 
Farewell for now, Beloved. 
We shall meet again, 
Or if my faith be all in vain 
Still with me till the end. 
 

===The Quiet Rose===
''Context: Written after [[Ayrell]], [[Navesi]], [[Dantia]], [[Miskton]] and [[Mazrian]] were abducted while investigating [[Wild magic (concept)|wild magic]].'' 
 
A lively, din-filled tavern 
That with th' queen of flowers shares her name, 
Where surrounded with good company 
Shone Lady Ayrell in her reign, 
 
Her court of adventurers daring, 
Artists whose gifts in all hearts bloom, 
Warriors of transcendent power, 
And all that to her light were drawn 
 
Have faded into memory. 
Here slants a yellow light. 
Now quiet save the publican, 
Who 'gainst the bar reclines. 
 
Yet to be parted from you, 
Rends me somewhere deep. 
Some part of me goes with you 
And your company will keep. 
 
Gone are merry voices. 
No new brandy lines the bar. 
A few Dwarves speak of catastrophe. 
A woman pulls low her shawl, 
 
Yet the Mountain Guard's Commander, 
And all Elamiri's Pride, 
Remains to us unforgotten 
If still out of sight. 
 
Gods grant her fortitude and strength, 
And us good guidance send, 
So the Rose instead of withered, 
Will be full of life again. 
 
==Epics==
===Light and Darkness===
''Context: Written after research on [[Lyras]] caused [[Tirost]] to believe that the [[Philosophers of the Knife]] played an important role in her downfall. It was originally performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O, radiant muse, with head unbowed, and 
Golden tresses furling in the wind, sing 
Your lovely song. Seduce with pregnant words 
The myriad folk of these fair realms – 
Besieged by the dead – or undead rather, 
Whose rotted flesh and villainous power 
Utter ruin would wreak upon us all, 
But for the work of those heroes bold, who, 
Clad in shining armor, shields, and wielding 
Dire arms lay down their life rather than 
Be slaves to tyranny. And, when slain, to 
Spite the greatest demonic magic, rise 
Again by grace of gods, for their valiant 
Service uncorrupt, not yet to dwell in 
Loathsome death, but through their faith live free! 
 
But not all heroes by holy light perform 
Their deeds, but some in shadows work, where no 
Less than their shinning counterparts slay those 
Who would free souls enslave, for freedom is 
Precious not only to those who love the 
Law, but to every sentient mind that 
Feels and chooses. Such dark powers that 
Against tyranny fight with every breath, 
Praise too, timeless muse, and let not their hidden 
Labors pass unsung, for by their fury 
And dark rage are lives of many preserved, 
And many horrid monsters into the 
Void cast forever. 
 
O muse divine! Whose radiant eyes 
Into the truth of things pierce, and piercing, 
Know, inspire these adventurers to 
Great deeds that one day may echo in 
Epic verse through the halls of time! 
And when our age comes to pass, let us in 
Happiness learn the truth: that our infinite, 
Beautiful, and myriad paths, though wracked 
With pain and sorrow, love and joy, share one 
Destination, bound together for a 
Short time, and then, perhaps, for all time, 
Or for none. 
 
==Lyrics==
===War Poet===
''Context: Written and performed for the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner during the [[Post:The First Land Herald: Geva Dead Zoluren to Battle Elpalzi - 05/01/2017 - 00:04|Elpalzi Wars]].'' 
 
Each has a path to follow, 
While wand'ring through this life - 
Some will take to instruments, 
And some will choose the knife. 
 
As for me, a wanderer, 
Haunted by my muse, 
I will sing of everything 
From olden time till new. 
 
And every sentient passion 
That flows within our veins 
Will be the stuff of my song - 
Our highest joy and sharpest pain! 
 
And while the world must tremble, 
And feel [[Elpalzi]] dread, 
And rise up with most dire arms 
To face demons from the depths, 
 
I will walk through hills and dales, 
'Long rivers and through streets 
Singing with my starlit muse, 
Of the thrill of battle meet - 
 
For though I am a poet, 
Wreathed with laurel crown, 
The graceful dance of battle 
Enthralls me without bound! 
 
For to move with grace and strength 
This body from [[Meraud]] 
Or push the very limits 
Of all of magic's laws, 
 
Nothing is so thrilling 
Than to play the game 
That then requires all my skill - 
Life and death in balance hang! 
 
But in truth such martial bliss 
With love must tempered be, 
And even my dread [[haralun]] sword 
Must rest here in its sheath, 
 
For my muse loves the simple times 
As much as any great, 
The smiles passed between good friends 
Or a new one's hand to shake. 
 
==Drama==
===Opening Soliloquy from ''The Fall of Lyras''===
''Context: These are the opening lines of the verse play'' The Fall of Lyras ''written by [[Tirost]], and performed by [[Anjinson]] of the [[Tavern Troupe]] at the [[Yulugri Wala]] Theatre in [[Arthe Dale]].'' 
 
So secure these bleeting sheep 
Though they know nothing of the deep 
That lies beyond this [[Plane of Abiding|plane abiding]] 
Where fearsome demons hunt and creep. 
Though errant fools have killed me once 
This new found power I now flaunt 
From greater being than [[Meraud]] 
Shall blaze across this world I haunt, 
And cast I off my mortal cares 
Of mercy, hope and all that's fair 
And make this world a sacrifice 
And let creation taste of my despair!

Service command

2024-11-30T14:07:50Z

ARMAGNA: Created page with "<pre>Finding a service: SERVICE LIST - Lists active services. SERVICE ADD (TYPE) - Add a new service to your offerings. SERVICE TYPE - Lists the types of services. Modifying Your Service: SERVICE NOTE (NOTE) - Modify your service's note. SERVICE UPDATE - Update your service's location to your current room. SERVICE TOGGLE - Temporarily hide your service from view. SERVICE REMOV..."

<pre>Finding a service:
SERVICE LIST - Lists active services.
SERVICE ADD (TYPE) - Add a new service to your offerings.
SERVICE TYPE - Lists the types of services.

Modifying Your Service:
SERVICE NOTE (NOTE) - Modify your service's note.
SERVICE UPDATE - Update your service's location to your current room.
SERVICE TOGGLE - Temporarily hide your service from view.
SERVICE REMOVE - Remove your service.

Notes:
* F2P characters cannot create SERVICE listings.
* Characters who are under the penalties of a recent warning cannot use the SERVICE verb.
* Do not claim services your character cannot perform -- only Moon Mages should claim moongates, Traders for gemselling and adopting, Clerics for resurrection, etc.
* Misuse of this verb can result in being banned from it.

Currently, the approved SERVICE types are: Adoption, Alchemist, Delivery, Enchanter, Engineer, Forger, GemSeller, GroupHunter, Healing, Location, Locksmith, Mentor, MetalRepair, MoonGate, NonMetalRepair, Outfitter, Resurrection, Shifter, Ship, Skinning, SmokeImages, Sparring, SpellBuff, Teacher
Notes:
* Do not claim services your character cannot perform -- only Moon Mages should claim moongates, Traders for gemselling and adopting, Clerics for resurrection, etc.
* Misuse of this verb can result in being banned from it.</pre>
{{cat|Commands}}

Spell Library

2024-11-20T16:46:57Z

ARMAGNA:

{{Store At A Glance
|Store Name = Spell Library
|Province = Therengia
|Town = Throne City
|MapNumber = 35
|NumRooms = 1
|Owner = Fleintoore
|Store Type = Magic
}}

;-The Library is Closed at Night!-

{{ShopDescription
|roomname=Maginius Kaentao Maous, Spell Library
|desc=Tall, elegant columns carved like intermingled two-headed serpents rise to the ceiling, which itself is a dizzying distance above. Circular shelves contain thousands upon thousands of books, most of which are off-limits to the casual browser. Scribes constantly scurry here and there, cataloging and arranging the contents. Near the entrance is a red velvet partition, where those visitors interested in viewing books up close have to register. You also see the Archmagus Fleintoore, and an elegant rosewood sign.
Obvious exits: northwest, out.
}}

{{RTOC}}
{|
|
--== Maginius Kaentao Maous: Exclusive Spell Services ==--

We offer two special services for magicians of all types:

* Spell Erasure -- we can retrain you to forget spells you no longer
desire. The price of this service is subject to
variable fees, please discuss your options with
our staff.
* Exclusive Library -- for a mere two(2) platinum, we will allow
you access to our library for one hour's time.
Our library contains volumes you will not find
anywhere else in Elanthia.

{{com|ASK}} {{tt|Archmagus Fleintoore ABOUT SERVICES}} for more details.
|}

==Services of Archmagus Fleintoore==

"Very well, Grasshopper." says Fleintoore. "We offer an exquisite array of services unique to Throne City that you will not find anywhere else in Elanthia. There's far too much detail to even briefly review, so ask me about {{tt|ERASING}} or the {{tt|LIBRARY}}, and I'll be happy to explain more on any subject. Bear in mind that these services are not cheap and may require a considerable amount of money to acquire." Fleintoore grows quiet, patiently awaiting you to make a choice.
 

===Spell Erasing===
{{tt|ASK Archmagus Fleintoore about ERASING}}

Fleintoore nods and says, "Spell erasure is unique process in which our scribes help you forget the knowledge of spells you may no longer wish to keep. For practical purposes, you may not erase a spell that is a prerequisite for other spells you already know -- for example, you may not erase Lightning Bolt if you know Chain Lightning. The fee for this service is partially subsidized by the guilds and is variable based on a number of factors. You'll no doubt be happy to know that we donate five percent of all sales of this service to the continued restoration and beautification of historic Throne City. If you decide on a spell you wish to forget, we'll sit down together and calculate the fee." 
[To purchase this service, type {{com|CHOOSE}} ''<spellname>''. You will lose that spell from your spellbook but will regain the spell slot.]
====Cost====
The price for forgetting a spell is calculated from the last time the service was used. This system uses real life days.

{| align=center class=wikitable
|-
! Time Elapsed !! Cost
|-
| 0-30 days || ~12 plat per day remaining in the 30-day cycle <ref>https://forums.play.net/forums/DragonRealms/Discussions%20with%20DragonRealms%20Staff%20and%20Players/Game%20Master%20and%20Official%20Announcements/view/2087</ref>
|-
| 31-159 days || ~2 platinum Lirums
|-
| 160+ days || No cost
|}

* [[Premium]] characters get a 20% discount off the price.
* Estate Holders can reset this cooldown with the use of a {{ilink|i|shiny brass contrivance}} or {{ilink|i|shiny gold contrivance}}, both of which are sold in the [[Squat Bungalow (2)|Squat Bungalow]] for [[LTB]] points.

===[[Exclusive Library]]===
{{tt|ASK Archmagus Fleintoore about LIBRARY}}

Fleintoore glances toward the other room. "We have one of the most extensive libraries known in all of Elanthia. In addition to having copies of books you may find elsewhere, we have several volumes that we at Maginius Kaentao Maous alone possess. These are extremely rare volumes and we do not allow just anyone to read them, so we must ask a fee of two platinum lirums to enter our library for two anlaen." 
[To purchase this service, type {{tt|CHOOSE LIBRARY}}. You will be charged two(2) platinum lirums for two anlaen (or ONE HOUR of real time). There is no TDP cost for this service. {{tt|ASK FLEINTOORE ABOUT BOOKS}} to get a list of books available in the library at this time.]

See [[Exclusive Library]] for the books available here.

==Services of Crimson-Robed Mage==
Alternate spell preparations can be purchased from a '''crimson-robed mage''' located in the Rare Books Room of the [[Exclusive Library]]. These preparations require their related [[Magical feats]] of '''Alternative Spell Preparation''' and/or '''Silent Spell Preparation'''.

===[[Spell preparation#Alternate Preparations|Alternate Spell Preparations]]===
;Special Note Concerning Availability
:The mage only visits at certain times of the day and his arrival and departure can be seen when standing in front of Fleintoore. The mage is known to be available for a short time in the early morning and again in the mid-afternoon until late afternoon.
:'''Arrival messaging:''' ''A crimson-robed mage arrives, makes a brief exchange with the Archmagus Fleintoore, then heads northwest. 
:'''Departure messaging:''' ''A crimson-robed mage arrives, gives the Archmagus Fleintoore a polite nod, then heads outside.

===Available Preparations===
Once inside the library, {{com|go}} through the {{tt|door}} to find him and {{com|ask}} {{tt|mage about preparing}}. Once you have one picked out, {{com|ORDER}} {{tt|# FROM MAGE}} to start the purchase.

;Special Notes on Costs
* The cost varies based on your guild relative to the preparation. If the preparation is associated with your guild, your cost will be 10 platinum Lirums, otherwise the cost is 50 platinum Lirums.
* [[Necromancer]] preparations are '''always full price''' and cannot be learned by [[Cleric]]s or [[Paladin]]s.

{|class="wikitable sortable"
|-
!Spell Prep Type!!Messaging!!Related Guild!!Guild Price (Lirums)!!Non-Guild Price (Lirums)
|-
|Alternate || "Icy blue frost crackles up your arms with the ferocity of a blizzard as you begin to prepare the [spellname] spell!"|| [[Warrior Mage]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Alternate || "Heatless orange flames blaze between your fingertips as you prepare the [spellname] spell." || [[Warrior Mage]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Alternate || "Tiny tendrils of lightning jolt between your hands as you prepare the [spellname] spell." || [[Warrior Mage]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Alternate || "A hazy mist swirls up your arms like undulating waves as you prepare the [spellname] spell." || [[Warrior Mage]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Alternate || "Your eyes darken to black as a starless night as you prepare the [spellname] spell." || [[Moon Mage]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Silent || "Turning your focus solemnly inward, you allow the configuration of the [spellname] spell to spread across your skin as a shadowy design of fractals and geometric abstractions." || [[Moon Mage]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Alternate || "The wailing of lost souls accompanies your preparations of the [spellname] spell." || [[Cleric]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Silent || "You produce an illusory coin and begin rolling it across your knuckles, focusing on the pattern for the [spellname] spell." || [[Bard]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Alternate || "Drawing yourself up to your full height, you recite the words of the [spellname] spell in an imperious, commanding tone." || [[Bard]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Alternate || "With a mnemonic tune in your mind, you trace out the symbols of the [spellname] spell." || [[Bard]] || 100,000 || 500,000
|-
|Alternate || "Your skin briefly withers and tightens, becoming gaunt as the energies of the [spellname] spell begin to build up through your body." || [[Necromancer]] || 500,000 || 500,000
|-
|}

==Directions==
Getting here is a little complicated.

===Option 1: Get a Moon Mage.===
* Ask a moon mage to open the [[RanikMap42|Theren-TC turtle]] for you. If they don't know how, suggest that they ask their guildmates.
* Step through the moongate.
* south, out, south
* goto Integrated Directions

===Option 2: Take the barge.===
* In the [[RanikMap30|Riverhaven shipyard]], at the far south, you have a barge that costs 120 copper Lirums (Take 240 for the round trip) Take it.
* Upon [[RanikMap35a|docking]], south, southeast (invisible exit), southeast, climb slope, go gate, south, southwest.
* goto Integrated Directions

===Integrated Directions: [[RanikMap35|Throne City]].===
* up, north, northwest, west, west, go alley, northeast, go building.
* {{tt|ASK FLEINTOORE ABOUT ERASING}}

{{RefAl|r=-|a=-}}

{{cat|Magic}}

Item:Infuser stone

2024-11-09T15:53:42Z

ARMAGNA:

{{Item
|noun=stone
|look=-
|MTag=-
|CTag=-
|STag=-
|ptype=other
|verby=No
|pcrystal=No
|atmos=No
|istone=No
|type=magic
|metal=no
|weight=5
|appcost=1,406
|rarity=end loot
|lsize=1
|wsize=1
|hsize=1
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|fname=No
}}
__NOTOC__
These infuser stones are one half of what has been dubbed 'Fleintoore's Folio'. They can enhance an item to be used more frequently or just more in general -- a recharge of sorts.

You could {{com|apply}} the infuser stone to one of your items that's receptive to it. With proper training, you could {{com|recall}} more about it as well. 
[Example: APPLY MY STONE TO MY SWORD] 
Note that only certain items are receptive to these devices. You can {{com|analyze}} individual items, or use INFUSE CHECK to identify them.

==Recall==
'''Warning:''' Recalling an infuser stone changes the script so that the stone will not fit into a stone stacking wallet.

Locked away within the libraries of Throne City for years, Archmagus Fleintoore has had ample time to scour rare and ancient texts. If the rumors are to be trusted, at some point late in Skullcleaver the Dwarven Axe in the year of the Emerald Dolphin (8th month of year 418 AL), Fleintoore uncovered obscure references to a powerful device that was used to empower and fuel magical devices without the aid of a living intermediary. Unable to find a name for the device, the Archmagus dubbed it Fleintoore's Folio.

Working with the renowned enchanter Xathvier, Fleintoore sought to recreate the fabled device. After many failed experiments (and ruined enchanting chambers!), Xathvier suggested splitting the effects of the enchantment -- one to revitalize and maintain a device's power, and a separate one to expand the device's capacity.

This, indeed, proved to be a path to success. What you have before you is one half of Fleintoore's Folio, the fabled device lost to time. Xathvier has dubbed this portion an "infuser stone" for its penchant to restore lost power or hasten the time between uses of a suitable device.

==Compatible Items==
'''Note:''' Please always check your item in game for compatibility with {{tt|ANALYZE}} before using an infuser stone on it. Individual items may have anomalies due to item age or alterations. As always if you suspect a problem, you should {{com|ASSIST}} and report the problem to in game staff.
===Weapons===
{{#ask:[[Category:Weapons]][[istone is::true]]|?Is combat type=Type|?source is=Source|format=table|limit=15}}

===Armor===
{{#ask:[[Category:Armor]][[istone is::true]]|?Is combat type=Type|?source is=Source|format=table|limit=15}}

===Shields===
{{#ask:[[Category:Shield]][[istone is::true]]|?Is combat type=Type|?source is=Source|format=table|limit=15}}

===Items===
{{#ask:[[Category:Items]][[Page type is::!weapon]][[Page type is::!armor]][[Page type is::!shield]][[istone is::true]]|?source is=Source|format=table|limit=15}}

{| class="wikitable sortable" align="center"
! Item
! Location
! Adds Charges/Max Amount
! Reset Cooldown
! Type
! Notes
|-
| {{ilink|w|Darkstone stiletto}}
| [[Grey Raven Commissary]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Backstab bonus from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|bent brass sewing needle}}
| [[House of the Revenant Fang]]
| 20/1000
| No
| Tool Lockpick
| Unlocks boxes from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|w|Icy-blue blade set with a glacier emerald in its crossguard}}
| [[Squat Bungalow]]
| 100/1000
| No
| Weapon
| Change type from Pull or Push
|-
| {{ilink|i|heavy arzumos hide cloak stitched with intricate silver sigils }}
| [[Squat Bungalow]]
| 25/900
| No
| Invis
| Invisibility from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|thin metal strip}}
| [[Quelling the Riot]]
| 20/1000
| No
| Tool Lockpick
| Unlocks boxes from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|brown gargoyle-hide boots adorned with leathery wings}}
| [[Drathrok's Assemblage]]
| 100/1000
| No
| Movement Modifier
| Activates from Rub
|-
| {{ilink|i|pair of black leather boots tooled with a spiderweb pattern}}
| [[Drathrok's Assemblage]]
| 100/1000
| No
| Movement Modifier
| Activates from Rub
|-
| {{ilink|i|pair of fuzzy brown mouse slippers}}
| [[Drathrok's Assemblage]]
| 100/1000
| No
| Movement Modifier
| Activates from Rub
|-
| {{ilink|i|medicated bandage}}
| [[Drathrok's Assemblage]]
| No
| Yes
| Healer
| Resets Cooldown
|-
| {{ilink|i|delicate platinum diadem set with glittering black opals}}
| [[Prison Riot: The Aftermath]]
| No
| Yes
| Modifier Languages
| Resets Cooldown
|-
| {{ilink|s|giant black scarab carapace streaked with fading bands of emerald green}}
| [[Quest for Kanton's Dagger]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Stamina boost from Shake
|-
| {{ilink|w|silver-hilted foil with a water forged blade}}
| [[Quest for Kanton's Dagger]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Fatigue restores from Tap
|-
| {{ilink|w|sleek black stinger from a giant wasp}}
| [[Quest for Kanton's Dagger]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Backstab bonus from Tap
|-
| {{ilink|i|knee-high black leather boots with thick cuffs}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Balance restored from Tap
|-
| {{ilink|i|ebonwood rattle with a string of feathers dangling from the handle}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Spirit Health restores from Shake
|-
| {{ilink|i|small engraved grey stone}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Concentration restores from Touch
|-
| {{ilink|i|baby ox skull engraved with crude symbols}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Fatigue restores from Rub
|-
| {{ilink|i|dark and misshapen squid tentacle}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Athletics bonus from Touch
|-
| {{ilink|i|furry orange and black tail}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Stealth bonus from Rub
|-
| {{ilink|i|small desiccated monkey paw}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Athletics bonus from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|charred and blackened chameleon}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Stealth bonus from Rub
|-
| {{ilink|i|pale bone bowl with a jagged lip}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Mechanical Lore bonus from Lick
|-
| {{ilink|i|emaciated snake head hanging from rotting sinew}}
| [[Witchery]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Skinning bonus from Rub
|-
| {{ilink|i|old iron lockpick}}
| [[Sketchy By Design]]
| 20/1000
| No
| Tool Lockpick
| Unlocks boxes from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|warped nail}}
| [[Sketchy By Design]]
| 20/1000
| No
| Tool Lockpick
| Unlocks boxes from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|bent metal hairpin}}
| [[Sketchy By Design]]
| 20/1000
| No
| Tool Lockpick
| Unlocks boxes from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|bronze-framed monocle}}
| [[Akigwe's Legacy: Secrets of the Tower]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Small Perception boost for a few mins
|-
| {{ilink|i|tinker's tine}}
| [[Ruins of Ulf'Hara]]
| 20/1000
| No
| Tool Lockpick
| Unlocks boxes from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|sanowret crystal}}
| [[Bacon Man's Birthday Bash 419 Auction]]
| No
| No
| Arcana trainer
| Repairs the crystal
|-
| {{ilink|i|carved xenomite S'Kra Kor shaman statuette with faceted emerald eyes}}
| [[Taisidon Safari 420 Game Prizes]]
| 25/900
| No
| Skill Bonus
| Athletics boost from Rub
|-
| {{ilink|i|tiny copper pick with a starfish grip}}
| [[Darkbox]]
| 20/1000
| No
| Tool Lockpick
| Unlocks boxes from Turn
|-
| {{ilink|i|lucid crystalline ampoule}}
| [[Return to the Keep]]
| ?
| No
| Sorcerous backlash absorption
| Removes sorcerous impurities from the liquid, allowing for further use
|}

Tirost

2024-10-30T22:32:36Z

ARMAGNA:

{{PC
|name=Tirost
|status=a
|race=Human
|gender=Male
|guild=Warrior Mage
|instance=Prime
|relat=Lymira
}}

==Appearance==
[[File:tirost-tb.png|right|300px|Tirost]]
You see Knight of Meraud Tirost Armagna, Legendary Warrior Mage of Zoluren, a Human. 
Tirost has an oval face, silver-flecked crystal blue eyes and a straight nose. His dark brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin and an athletic build. 
He is a bit over average height for a Human. 
He has a tattoo of ominous black symbols on his left wrist. 
 
He is wearing a fur-trimmed black mantle clasped at the shoulder with a silversteel triskelion, a damite ring hauberk, a black steel mourning band inlaid with ivory lilies, a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel, a pair of black khadder pants fastened with animite studs and a pair of black leather boots with white meshor fox fur cuffs.
==Familiar==
[[File:pangovin.png|left|200px|Pangovin]]
His familiar, Pangovin, is a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes.

== Cherished Possessions ==
{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols  
|-
|
Tempered black haralun forms the sword's blade and crossguard, while animite adds a touch of depth to the arcane symbols that line the fuller. Surmounting the weapon is a hexagonal pommel of animite, which has been embossed with a wolf's head shrouded by an aura of flame over twin crossed swords. Highlighted by starry flecks of white, nightfire opals glitter in the eyes of the wolf, lending them bursts of silvery blue, deepest black, and pure crimson. 
 
''Commissioned by [[Anjinson]] from the legendary weaponsmith [[Squanto]] Longstalk. Anjinson gave it to Tirost as a gift. It was later enchanted by [[Sigzil]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a leather-bound black book inlaid with gold arcane symbols  
|-
|
Neatly inlaid into the black leather of the book's cover are arcane symbols representing different aspects of mana. Each symbol has been carefully crafted of polished gold and the pages are embellished with a subtle gold leafing on their edges. 
 
''This book was found in a cave near Arthe Dale that Tirost and [[Annais]] explored while searching for Vorclaf's crown. The book is heavy and nearly indestructible. The aether spirit Pangovin claims it is ancient and meant to be used as a weapon.''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves  
|-
|
A skillfully sculpted laurel branch encircles the lid of this glorious vessel, its nearly lifelike leaves framing the apex of a sturdy scroll handle. The handle itself, left free of ornamentation to provide a comfortable grip, runs from the top of the slightly tapered tankard to the decorative band of tracery surrounding the heavy base. A thick diamond-hide strap with a silversteel clasp loops through the handle for easy wear. 
 
''Given to Tirost by [[Casimira]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel  
|-
|
The large sheath is gripped by the bright metal at the throat, tip, and also by way of matching silversteel buckles that secure the heavy leather straps and allow it to be attached to a belt. A raven's feather and a hawk's feather are tied with a leather cord to one of the straps, and are the only touch of ornamentation to the piece. Thick lotusweave lines the inside and cradles weapons placed within.
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a braided copper ring  
|-
|
Engraved along the polished inner side of the band are the words, "Patience, Tenacity, and Endurance." 
 
''Given by [[Oscearo]].''
|}

==Poetry==
See the [[poetry of Tirost]].

==Background==
[[File:Tirost-by-navesi.png|right|300px|Knight of Meraud]]
Tirost was born in the lands around [[Laakmir]] in northwestern Therengia. His father, Daneolf, traveled throughout Kermoria trading, and sometimes returned with books, scrolls, codices of poetry and stories in Gamgweth and Common. Asara, Tirost's mother, loved literature and history, and taught Tirost and [[Lymira]] to read and write. 

When still very young, Tirost met the Elothean Moon Mage [[Malzard]]. Perhaps sensing the boy's aptitude for elemental mana, Malzard told Tirost of the Legendary Warrior Mage Galain. He also spoke of the necromancer [[Lyras]] and the events that lead to her downfall. When Tirost was twelve years old, his village experienced a tragedy, and he, his mother and his sister traveled south, where they resettled in his mother's homeland of the [[Wolf Clan]]. 

Though many in the Wolf Clan preferred oral traditions to the written word, Asara became a trusted lorekeeper and storyteller. She taught at the orphanage in the Middens, and Tirost often accompanied her and played with the other children. When he turned nineteen, Tirost was accepted by Gauthus into the Warrior Mage Guild.

==Adventures==
Shortly after joining the Warrior Mage Guild, Tirost became a member of the [[Tavern Troupe]] Performing Order, where the Speaker of the Order, [[Anjinson]] Shilanthor mentored him.

Tirost joined the defense of Zoluren against the Elpalzi. He fought in chaotic battles in Dirge and the Crossing, before participating in a ritual lead by the Moon Mage Trethom to penetrate the defenses of Sorrow's Keep, where Elpalzi leader [[Alret]] Fengral had encamped. It became known that Geva and Alret had served the demoness [[Maelshyve]], which prompted Tirost to delve deeper into the lore surrounding demons and necromancy. He began writing a play entitled ''The Fall of Lyras'', and sought out those who had fought the legendary necromancer, and those who had first hand knowledge of necromancy.

Later, when the War Lord [[Viggu]] raided Rossman's Landing and Therenborough, Tirost joined the defense of the Northlands organized by [[Klurn]] Odarien. Throughout the campaign, he became familiar with his fellow warrior mages [[Woten]], [[Mazrian]], [[Perune]] and [[Saragos]]. During that time, Tirost's research into demonlogy advanced considerably. He became familiar with the Philosophers [redacted], [[Briaen]] Huns and [redacted], and began to read the works of [[Zamidren]] Book, [[Jeihrem]] Kralissa, and [[Xerasyth]]. He also began to practice sorcery and experiment with connections to the Elemental Plane of Metal under the guidance of [[Woten]] and [redacted].

As [[Anduwen Watch]] prepared to assault Maelshyve's Fortress in Zaulfung, Tirost consulted Philosopher necromancers as to the best means of preventing the manifestation of the demon in the Plane of Abiding. [Redacted] and [redacted] spoke of a demon hunter, [[Osven]], how he had developed a potent alchemical substance that would prevent Maelshyve's manifestation. Tirost persuaded Perune to accept the vials and use them during the raid. Inflamed by a passionate disagreement on matters unrelated to the raid, [[Elec]] exposed Tirost as a sorcerer and called for his capture and interrogation.

[[File:tirofiremage.png|left|200px|Tirost]]
Unwilling to bring disgrace on the Tavern Troupe, Tirost resigned his position on the council. He was offered membership in the [[Order of the Dragon Shield]] by [[Mystylaine]] and he accepted. In this period, [[Lasika]] passed a notebook into Tirost's hands which contained in its scrawlings a code that lead to one of the many tunnels Lasika had either created or found. In exploring one of those tunnels, Tirost found what appeared to be an ancient crown. After researching the markings on the crown, its shape, and the stone which it bore, Tirost posited that Lasika may have found part of a crown that had belonged to House Sorvendig. Cryptic poetry of the period suggested that the stone inlaid in the crown fragment might have the ability to disrupt the magic necromancers employ to self-resurrect; however, as Tirost presented his findings, the Necro Lord [[Nefis]] severed Tirost's arm and stole the crown and the gem. Ultimately, Tirost sought the help of many allies and was able to recover the fragments of the crown, though Nefis was successful in destroying the gem.

Tirost left Kermoria on a journey in search of his former mentor [[Malzard]], but after several years returned as plans were being laid to land on the Basalt Isle and use the Sanyu Aes weapon to destroy Jehirem. Tirost served with the assault teams on the isle, witnessed the death of [[Zauldin]] and the effects of Sanyu Aes on the lich.

Back in Zoluren, Tirost was honored to perform a concert organized by [[TART]]. Most recently, he has shared information regarding Osven and necromancy at a lecture at Gealeranendae College and worked with Kintryn to organize the Therengian vanguard against the resurgent forces of the Red Bear Orc Chief Viggu. After being invited to join the [[Northern Watch]] by his best friend [[Crobin]], Tirost underwent the test called the Gauntlet and joined the Second Combat Unit.

==Story Arcs, Logs and In Character Fiction==
See [[Tirost/Logs|logs]].

File:Tirost-by-navesi.png

2024-10-30T22:29:25Z

ARMAGNA:

Tirost/Logs/dawn-ic-fic

2024-10-14T16:40:53Z

ARMAGNA: Created page with "==Dawn== The rosy light of dawn stretched across the sky, as two figures made their way along the trail to the top of the hill. Both were aware that behind those clouds, instead of the last twinkling of stars fading before the sun's light, three great figures loomed. Cresting the hill, the two humans came to their campsite, little more than a pile of wood and two backpacks. "Fire, Tirost," said Lymira as she stacked the wood into a simple cone, layered at its base with..."

==Dawn==
The rosy light of dawn stretched across the sky, as two figures made their way along the trail to the top of the hill. Both were aware that behind those clouds, instead of the last twinkling of stars fading before the sun's light, three great figures loomed. Cresting the hill, the two humans came to their campsite, little more than a pile of wood and two backpacks.

"Fire, Tirost," said Lymira as she stacked the wood into a simple cone, layered at its base with the driest material. Tirost slung the buck off his shoulder, sweat glistening on his forehead, and his breath making small clouds of steam. He knelt, and touched the wood and dry brush, instantly setting it ablaze. The two worked together as they always had to prepare a breakfast of berries, apples and venison. A strange alchemy of emotions touched the soul of Tirost, as his sister hummed the ancient Gamgweth tune his mother had so often sung for them when they traveled.

With the food prepared, the siblings sat on nearby stones, looking out at the Wolf Clan below. The autumn mists lingering in the dells, streets and amid the lodges and dwellings of the town. The day before they had walked countless leagues through the forest, beside the banks of rivers, and along the game trails of western Zoluren. They had spoken for anlaen about the encasements, the Heralds, those who were missing, and the one who returned, but now, after the silence of the morning hunt, they sat together in peace, enjoying a meal and listening to the beautiful song of a nearby lark.

Suddenly, Lymira leaped to her feet. Startled, Tirost also rose, his hand, on instinct, tracing the geometric patterns that shaped his magic. "Look," said Lymira, pointing to the horizon. There, as though still very distant, a host of thirty eight Men and Women clad for battle appeared, wielding silver weapons trailing faint stars. The siblings stood in amazement watching the divine forms move through the heavens. "I should go," said Tirost, breaking the silence. He started to approach the fire, but Lymira stood in front of him. "I'll take care of this," she said. "Be careful."

"You too." Tirost slung his backpack over his shoulder and hugged his sister. "Get them back!" she called as he started down the hill toward the Crossing. "Bring them all back!"

Tirost/Logs/encasement-ic-fic

2024-10-14T16:39:13Z

ARMAGNA: Created page with "==The Encasement== He climbed the edge of the crater with unrestrained desperation, his breath ragged and wild. Standing before the writhing vines and stone of the encasement, he felt a keening wail reverberate within his body. Rage swallowed all his thoughts. Instinct dictated the weaving of spell patterns he'd trained to be a reflex beyond conscious thought. Into his mind flashed memories - his mother tending the garden, he and his sister watching the frogs by the cre..."

==The Encasement==
He climbed the edge of the crater with unrestrained desperation, his breath ragged and wild. Standing before the writhing vines and stone of the encasement, he felt a keening wail reverberate within his body. Rage swallowed all his thoughts. Instinct dictated the weaving of spell patterns he'd trained to be a reflex beyond conscious thought.

Into his mind flashed memories - his mother tending the garden, he and his sister watching the frogs by the creek, fights with the other boys before the statue of their great chieftain, the old songs sung in Arnack's Tavern. The tears that streamed down his face evaporated instantly in the swirl of fire that blazed down from the ash-choked cloud that billowed around him. Swords of lighting flashed into existence. "Lymira!!" he screamed, slashing at the vines and rock, but with each severed fiber or crumbled stone, more rose to fill their place. His left hand blazed with fire. The elemental charge that crackled through his body forced open aetherial pathways. In an instant, the flesh of his hand burnt, as he fired blast after blast into the encasement. His nerves buckled under the pressure, split and frayed. His skin exploded into bleeding wounds. Little more than a withered claw, his hand shattered under the force of his magic, but he could not make a way in. Darkness crept over his vision, and he slumped to the ground.

Tirost/Logs

2024-10-14T16:37:38Z

ARMAGNA:

==Withering of the Wolf Clan==
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-Prologue|Prologue]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-1|The Curse]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-2|The House of Knowledge]]
==Krenze==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Krenze-vs-Tirost|Krenze vs Tirost]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/Zoluren-Defense-Council-Krenze|Zoluren Defense Council - Krenze]]
==Zengmodaleth==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Zengmodaleth-Lecture|Lecture on the Wonders of Zengmodaleth]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/colossus-report|Colossus Attack Report to the Northern Watch]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/zeng-experiment-report|Zengmodaleth Experiments Report to the Northern Watch]]
==Therengia==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Petition-Briaen-Huns|Petition regarding Briaen Huns]]
==Necromancy==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Jessa-and-Tir|Philosophers - Jessalyne and Tirost]]
==Ilithi==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Aerivyn-on-Kasizva|Milene's Rose- Aerivyn speaks of Kasizva]]
==Wild Magic==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Messengers-ic-fic|The Messengers]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/encasement-ic-fic|The Encasement]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/dawn-ic-fic|Dawn]]

Tirost

2024-10-11T13:29:13Z

ARMAGNA:

{{PC
|name=Tirost
|status=a
|race=Human
|gender=Male
|guild=Warrior Mage
|instance=Prime
|relat=Lymira
}}

==Appearance==
[[File:tirost-tb.png|right|300px|Tirost]]
You see Knight of Meraud Tirost Armagna, Legendary Warrior Mage of Zoluren, a Human. 
Tirost has an oval face, silver-flecked crystal blue eyes and a straight nose. His dark brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin and an athletic build. 
He is a bit over average height for a Human. 
He has a tattoo of ominous black symbols on his left wrist. 
 
He is wearing a fur-trimmed black mantle clasped at the shoulder with a silversteel triskelion, a damite ring hauberk, a black steel mourning band inlaid with ivory lilies, a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel, a pair of black khadder pants fastened with animite studs and a pair of black leather boots with white meshor fox fur cuffs.
==Familiar==
[[File:pangovin.png|left|200px|Pangovin]]
His familiar, Pangovin, is a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes.

== Cherished Possessions ==
{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols  
|-
|
Tempered black haralun forms the sword's blade and crossguard, while animite adds a touch of depth to the arcane symbols that line the fuller. Surmounting the weapon is a hexagonal pommel of animite, which has been embossed with a wolf's head shrouded by an aura of flame over twin crossed swords. Highlighted by starry flecks of white, nightfire opals glitter in the eyes of the wolf, lending them bursts of silvery blue, deepest black, and pure crimson. 
 
''Commissioned by [[Anjinson]] from the legendary weaponsmith [[Squanto]] Longstalk. Anjinson gave it to Tirost as a gift. It was later enchanted by [[Sigzil]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a leather-bound black book inlaid with gold arcane symbols  
|-
|
Neatly inlaid into the black leather of the book's cover are arcane symbols representing different aspects of mana. Each symbol has been carefully crafted of polished gold and the pages are embellished with a subtle gold leafing on their edges. 
 
''This book was found in a cave near Arthe Dale that Tirost and [[Annais]] explored while searching for Vorclaf's crown. The book is heavy and nearly indestructible. The aether spirit Pangovin claims it is ancient and meant to be used as a weapon.''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves  
|-
|
A skillfully sculpted laurel branch encircles the lid of this glorious vessel, its nearly lifelike leaves framing the apex of a sturdy scroll handle. The handle itself, left free of ornamentation to provide a comfortable grip, runs from the top of the slightly tapered tankard to the decorative band of tracery surrounding the heavy base. A thick diamond-hide strap with a silversteel clasp loops through the handle for easy wear. 
 
''Given to Tirost by [[Casimira]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel  
|-
|
The large sheath is gripped by the bright metal at the throat, tip, and also by way of matching silversteel buckles that secure the heavy leather straps and allow it to be attached to a belt. A raven's feather and a hawk's feather are tied with a leather cord to one of the straps, and are the only touch of ornamentation to the piece. Thick lotusweave lines the inside and cradles weapons placed within.
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a braided copper ring  
|-
|
Engraved along the polished inner side of the band are the words, "Patience, Tenacity, and Endurance." 
 
''Given by [[Oscearo]].''
|}

==Poetry==
See the [[poetry of Tirost]].

==Background==
[[File:tirostmuse.jpg|right|300px|Tirost and his muse]]
Tirost was born in the lands around [[Laakmir]] in northwestern Therengia. His father, Daneolf, traveled throughout Kermoria trading, and sometimes returned with books, scrolls, codices of poetry and stories in Gamgweth and Common. Asara, Tirost's mother, loved literature and history, and taught Tirost and [[Lymira]] to read and write. 

When still very young, Tirost met the Elothean Moon Mage [[Malzard]]. Perhaps sensing the boy's aptitude for elemental mana, Malzard told Tirost of the Legendary Warrior Mage Galain. He also spoke of the necromancer [[Lyras]] and the events that lead to her downfall. When Tirost was twelve years old, his village experienced a tragedy, and he, his mother and his sister traveled south, where they resettled in his mother's homeland of the [[Wolf Clan]]. 

Though many in the Wolf Clan preferred oral traditions to the written word, Asara became a trusted lorekeeper and storyteller. She taught at the orphanage in the Middens, and Tirost often accompanied her and played with the other children. When he turned nineteen, Tirost was accepted by Gauthus into the Warrior Mage Guild.

==Adventures==
Shortly after joining the Warrior Mage Guild, Tirost became a member of the [[Tavern Troupe]] Performing Order, where the Speaker of the Order, [[Anjinson]] Shilanthor mentored him.

Tirost joined the defense of Zoluren against the Elpalzi. He fought in chaotic battles in Dirge and the Crossing, before participating in a ritual lead by the Moon Mage Trethom to penetrate the defenses of Sorrow's Keep, where Elpalzi leader [[Alret]] Fengral had encamped. It became known that Geva and Alret had served the demoness [[Maelshyve]], which prompted Tirost to delve deeper into the lore surrounding demons and necromancy. He began writing a play entitled ''The Fall of Lyras'', and sought out those who had fought the legendary necromancer, and those who had first hand knowledge of necromancy.

Later, when the War Lord [[Viggu]] raided Rossman's Landing and Therenborough, Tirost joined the defense of the Northlands organized by [[Klurn]] Odarien. Throughout the campaign, he became familiar with his fellow warrior mages [[Woten]], [[Mazrian]], [[Perune]] and [[Saragos]]. During that time, Tirost's research into demonlogy advanced considerably. He became familiar with the Philosophers [redacted], [[Briaen]] Huns and [redacted], and began to read the works of [[Zamidren]] Book, [[Jeihrem]] Kralissa, and [[Xerasyth]]. He also began to practice sorcery and experiment with connections to the Elemental Plane of Metal under the guidance of [[Woten]] and [redacted].

As [[Anduwen Watch]] prepared to assault Maelshyve's Fortress in Zaulfung, Tirost consulted Philosopher necromancers as to the best means of preventing the manifestation of the demon in the Plane of Abiding. [Redacted] and [redacted] spoke of a demon hunter, [[Osven]], how he had developed a potent alchemical substance that would prevent Maelshyve's manifestation. Tirost persuaded Perune to accept the vials and use them during the raid. Inflamed by a passionate disagreement on matters unrelated to the raid, [[Elec]] exposed Tirost as a sorcerer and called for his capture and interrogation.

[[File:tirofiremage.png|left|200px|Tirost]]
Unwilling to bring disgrace on the Tavern Troupe, Tirost resigned his position on the council. He was offered membership in the [[Order of the Dragon Shield]] by [[Mystylaine]] and he accepted. In this period, [[Lasika]] passed a notebook into Tirost's hands which contained in its scrawlings a code that lead to one of the many tunnels Lasika had either created or found. In exploring one of those tunnels, Tirost found what appeared to be an ancient crown. After researching the markings on the crown, its shape, and the stone which it bore, Tirost posited that Lasika may have found part of a crown that had belonged to House Sorvendig. Cryptic poetry of the period suggested that the stone inlaid in the crown fragment might have the ability to disrupt the magic necromancers employ to self-resurrect; however, as Tirost presented his findings, the Necro Lord [[Nefis]] severed Tirost's arm and stole the crown and the gem. Ultimately, Tirost sought the help of many allies and was able to recover the fragments of the crown, though Nefis was successful in destroying the gem.

Tirost left Kermoria on a journey in search of his former mentor [[Malzard]], but after several years returned as plans were being laid to land on the Basalt Isle and use the Sanyu Aes weapon to destroy Jehirem. Tirost served with the assault teams on the isle, witnessed the death of [[Zauldin]] and the effects of Sanyu Aes on the lich.

Back in Zoluren, Tirost was honored to perform a concert organized by [[TART]]. Most recently, he has shared information regarding Osven and necromancy at a lecture at Gealeranendae College and worked with Kintryn to organize the Therengian vanguard against the resurgent forces of the Red Bear Orc Chief Viggu. After being invited to join the [[Northern Watch]] by his best friend [[Crobin]], Tirost underwent the test called the Gauntlet and joined the Second Combat Unit.

==Story Arcs, Logs and In Character Fiction==
See [[Tirost/Logs|logs]].

Tirost/Poetry

2024-10-01T14:39:02Z

ARMAGNA:

==Sonnets==
===Elvish Sonnet===
''Context: Written for [[Mysterys]] and performed during [[Tirost]]'s audition for the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
Have you ever loved an elf? 
'Tis not easy, please believe, 
Though passion be so truly felt 
To risk one's heart with grief 
 
By gazing long in sparkling eyes 
Or kissing dimpled cheeks, 
For I, ere long, will waste and die 
And another love she'll seek, 
 
For then I'll lie in darksome grave 
While beauty graces she, 
And thoughts of me will surely fade, 
Though this gives some relief: 
 
The love for her I have right now 
Outweighs a thousand years without. 
 
===Mystylaine and Rekon Wedding Sonnet===
''Context: Written and performed for the wedding celebration of [[Mystylaine]] and [[Rekon]].'' 
 
These rolling waves that break upon the shore, 
Sometimes pulling, sometimes reaching, in a 
Cycle endless – so too does love endure, 
Though in motion, yet never quite the same. 
 
So too, sweet friends, may your love forever 
Push and pull you together, and make strong 
The loving bonds that all here now tether 
Between Mysty and her belov'd Rekon 
 
Let no pain or cold fear unlatch these hearts, 
Fair gods and goddesses of love divine - 
But keep them strong together or apart, 
And like the timeless stars, let their love shine! 
 
So raise a glass with me, dear friends, and cheer: 
Joy to our friends for all the coming years! 
 
===For Casimira===
''Context: Written for [[Casimira]] shortly after [[Tirost]] left the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
In all of nature's glory I have yet 
To find your equal, sweet friend, and never 
Shall, though I, like the bright [[immortals]], get 
To walk this wonderous world forever. 
 
For you are the true daughter of Kindness 
And Beauty, whose auburn hair and spark'ling 
Eyes do force Pain and Sorrow to their knees, 
Whose voice, to my wintry soul, calls up Spring 
 
And whose warm friendship thaws the biting frost, 
Calling, from the once frozen earth of my 
Soul, new life – fresh, green and with color tossed - 
Like wildflowers that in th' meadows lie. 
 
For when you pressed into my hand your key, 
It's like it all just fell away from me. 
 
===For a Friend===
''Context: Written for a friend, and never performed publicly.'' 
 
Many flowers no doubt your fingers brushed 
Since first you were full warned to leave them be, 
But from me now no warning loud, nor hushed, 
But wish for you to dance among them free, 
 
Save one that to me the gods did entrust 
To share only with the partner solely mine, 
Nourishing with love, care, and happy lust 
Grown in health and beauty transcending time. 
 
And let us meet together, friend, ‘neath sun 
Or shining stars, and you share of rolling 
Flower fields, and I’ll share the love of one, 
With one law only between us holding: 
 
Unless some single timeless love you seek, 
You from me all tender affection keep. 
 
==Odes==
===For Annais===
''Context: Written for [[Annais]] when she and [[Tirost]] were getting to know each other, and was performed in part at their wedding.'' 
 
O my friend Annais! 
How I thank the gods 
That you are not a [[human]], 
And I am no [[Kaldar]], 
 
Else there would be no other choice, 
But to summon all my skill, 
Seeking nothing but your heart 
To win forever with my quill! 
 
And when one day they’d find me, 
In some lonely, distant cave, 
Tomes they’d find beside my corpse, 
And they’d turn from page to page, 
 
And every word they find there 
Of my muse’s peerless verse, 
Would sing of all your virtues, 
Poets through out time would then rehearse 
 
All the poems that you brought to life 
Sung on high to kings and queens! 
And poor folks who found themselves in love, 
And find there ecstasy! 
 
But hidden in that timeless verse, 
Would hold a phantom pain, 
That one could never quite pin down, 
But feel it in one’s veins, 
 
For the poet who had penned that verse 
Would in a moment sacrifice 
All the verse he’d ever write 
To gaze at stars fast by your side, 
 
For nothing I could ever write 
Will get so near the mark 
To represent with petty words 
The living poem that you are. 
 
But the gods are full of mercy, 
And fate had us divide, 
You a lovely Kaldar, 
And I of human kind. 
 
===For the Celebration of Ilithi Culture===
''Context: Written and performed for the poetry contest at the Celebration of [[Ilithi]] Culture. This entry won first prize.'' 
 
I thank you for the privilege 
To sing my muse’s song 
Though I am not Ilithi, 
My heart belongs to one. 
 
So let me weave with verdant words 
A garland for this faire 
With every word a blossom 
For all of us to share. 
 
For though our past is checkered 
With drops of bitter blood, 
Between us all I do believe 
There is still hope for love! 
 
For heroes do I see here! 
With swords and bows and staffs, 
And healers and performers, 
with wits that make me laugh! 
 
And though Ilithi culture 
Is more than any single race, 
Let me sing of elven folk 
Who shape our current age, 
 
For when dread forces seek to march 
Folk in chains do they prefer, 
It is a warrior’s honor 
To cast spells with [[Mordimer]], 
 
And after hard fought victory, 
Drink a cup of something strong, 
With charismatic [[Synamon]] 
While [[Allye]] sings a song! 
 
Or debate a magic theory 
With [[Voyle]] or [[Kehlbins]] wise, 
Or take my wounds to [[Kaelie]] 
When I cannot find my wife. 
 
And [[Lydena]] and [[Bellicia]] 
Make sure we’re never bored, 
They share artistic genius 
Like no others in the world! 
 
O folk of fair Ilithi! 
And this city, brilliant [[Shard]] 
May gods rain upon you blessings! 
May you shine ever like a star! 
 
Let not the past our future dim 
With prejudice and hate, 
But dream what we together 
United will create! 
 
And when we’ve come together 
We've been nothing less than great 
And these fair times we live in now 
Are Elanthi’s golden age! 
 
===Champions of the Joust===
''Context: Written to celebrate the champions of the [[423 World Jousting Tournament|World Jousting Tournament]], and performed at the awards ball.'' 
 
They say that once, in depths of time, 
Four [[moons]] had graced the sky, 
Until the [[World Dragon|dragon]] from one burst 
To feed on all Elathi's life, 
 
But for the song of [[Peri'el]], 
The notes of history, 
That in a flowing, epic verse 
Keeps the dragon held in sleep. 
 
O, you mighty jousters! 
Who like the thunder's bolt, 
Or a crashing, frothy wave 
That breaks upon the shore, 
 
Exert such force and beauty, 
Buttressed by your skill, 
And that of your most trusted mount, 
Bound together in one will! 
 
You who are world champions, 
And all those who held th' lance, 
You add a verse full perfect, 
And Peri'el's song advance! 
 
Lo, you mighty champions! 
Hold your heads up high! 
Your deeds with timeless glory shine, 
Your names forever bright! 
 
===The Sword of Squanto===
''Context: An [[Anjinson|anonymous benefactor]] commissioned a [[haralun]] bastard sword for [[Tirost]]. The following was written for a story telling event put on by the [[Order of the Black Fox]]; however, it was never performed publicly.'' 
 
Sing! My dancing, happy muse, 
Of this, my fearsome sword, 
How it began a flaming ball 
And through the heavens soared, 
 
Till breaking deep into the earth, 
Ore waiting to be mined, 
Till someone dug it from the depths 
And to [[Squanto]] did provide 
 
There he beat the precious ore, 
Sparks from it flew once more! 
Blazing with his hammer's stroke 
Until perfect in its form. 
 
Then Squanto passed his masterwork 
To the merry [[gnome]], 
[[Tinkery]] is what she's called 
And from Tinkery my own. 
 
And this might be the history 
Of my peerless blade, 
But in truth, sing on my muse, 
Of what's hidden in the shade, 
 
For someone paid a heavy price 
For me to wield this sword: 
Their identity is hid from me, 
So Tinkery has sworn. 
 
So through a hidden person's love 
My story is enriched! 
And so my quest to spread that love 
Will never end while I exist! 
 
===For Betlind===
''Context: Written for Betlind upon the occasion of achieving the 200th circle in the Paladin guild.'' 
 
I sing a song of Betlind, 
The knight of many deeds, 
The dread of devouring evil, 
A light to those in need. 
 
Her hammer smites her enemies, 
Or forges sturdy mail, 
Her stokes with fire sparkling, 
Her skill beyond compare. 
 
In speech she's kind and courteous, 
But her will is haralun cast. 
Countless many lives she's saved. 
Her shield Death cannot pass. 
 
Elegant in courtly dance, 
In battle, inspiring. 
Her tachi like a lighting flash. 
Her smile like blooms of Spring. 
 
The one who fell so long ago 
Before young Betlind's eyes, 
With the gods now raises cup 
To cheer her full of pride! 
 
At inns they chant her name aloud, 
And drink to her good health. 
Stories of her deeds they tell 
To wreath her in renown. 
 
Though no circle yet remaining 
For true Betlind to ascend, 
Let her time spent here among us 
Not soon reach its end. 
 
===For Selame and Akeiro===
''Context: Written for Selame and Akeiro for their wedding celebration.'' 
 
Some friends I've met while training 
Have shown me many things: 
How to effective magic use, 
And what snacks are fit for kings! 
 
They have wondrous humor senses, 
And wit and spirits high, 
Yet when called to fearsome combat, 
None can their skill deny, 
 
And now like stars and evening, 
Like the sun and cooling breeze, 
Or sprinkles on a doughnut, 
The gods have brought together these 
 
Gifted Prydaen warriors, 
In bonds of love and trust. 
May it ever bring them happiness, 
When times are good, or when they're bust, 
 
For few things are more precious 
Than a partner in the world, 
To walk through all the seasons, 
And snack-filled cloths to then unfurl 
 
Therein that moment's perfect spot 
To watch the setting sun, 
The glinting of the diamond stars, 
With two souls joined as one. 
 
==Ballads==
===The Ballad of Lasika===
''Context: [[Tirost]] interviewed [[Lasika]] in [[Dirge]], and asked her about if he could hear of one of her greatest adventures. He develped the following ballad and performed it as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O sing, my dancing, happy muse, 
Whose feet on sunshine tap 
Of tales from hapless Lasika, 
Who goat’s milk loves to lap, 
 
Begin the tale in days gone by 
‘Fore Lasi’s mane was shaved 
When missions she and all her team 
Fought for matters then most grave. 
 
Though Lasika and her trusted friends, 
Of [[Prydaen]]s and [[Rakash]], 
And others who perhaps like me 
Came from different stock, 
 
Tracked a dang’rous [[necromancer|necroman]] 
Through paths of [[Therengia]], 
But spent more time with drink at Inns 
Than in fights for [[Kermoria]], 
 
If Lasika you’ve seen or met, 
You know she has great charm, 
But then she was, or so I’m told, 
One to raise alarm 
 
From all true folk of virtue, 
Who felt the tug of lust 
For the stories of her in those days 
Would make the maidens blush! 
 
And while drinking with her mates 
One night, by an abby at an Inn, 
She met a gorgeous Rakash gal 
And seduced her with her grin – 
 
Or, my happy, laughing muse, 
Had it more to do with drink? 
But let us not split many hairs, 
For she left Lasi with a wink. 
 
So late that night, swift Lasika 
Took her hook and rope, 
And scaled the wall that stood between 
Her and the heart she'd smote. 
 
And crept she through the abby 
Where her lovely Rakash slept, 
And swiftly through the abby's halls, 
Into her lover's bed she swept. 
 
Waking with her soft caress, 
Lasi took her lover's hand, 
And the two then made their way 
To make good on Lasi's plan! 
 
O radiant muse, who sings all things, 
Hint but do not tell! 
Of all the wild, passionate things 
Which that night befell 
 
Those lovers sweet in moonlight, 
'Tween Pryd'n and Rakash 
That but for the empath's touch 
Would still mark Lasika! 
 
And when the morning sun arose, 
And the abby stirred to life, 
What Las had thought a storage place 
Was the abbots chambers nigh, 
 
And though deaf to all the night before 
The impassioned, wild cries 
Still, though old, the abbot had 
The working of his eyes, 
 
And he took Lasi by the ear 
And cast her out from there, 
But she regretted not a bit 
What she and her lover shared. 
 
O thank you, brilliant Lasika 
For the food you feed my muse! 
She hopes to do you honor 
With this song we sing for you! 
 
===The Ballad of Galain===
''Context: [[Tirost]] was raised on stories of the legendary Warrior Mage [[Galain]], and he wrote the following ballad as a way to celebrate and remember him. The following was preformed by Tirost and [[Casimira]] as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Lover's Day Celebration.'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O sing! My gentle, happy muse 
Of a time ago long past, 
When Galain wandered far and wide, 
A mage which none surpass! 
He stood before the North East Gate, 
The [[Crossing]] under seige, 
By orcish raiders armed with rage 
To crush our happy state. 
Galain whispered magic words, 
and traced a 'metric sign, 
And swung with all his eleven grace 
A blade that severed life! 
Many foes he put to death 
To keep the people free 
But faced he then the ugly, 
The orcs's greatest chief. 
Through fire blasts and lighting, 
Like [[Saragos]] loves to cast, 
Galain harnessed all his mana 
and with his sword he danced. 
The chieftain was too mighty, 
And gave a belly laugh: 
To drag away Galain's dead corpse 
Would be his triumph bad! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But then there came a music! 
Quite soft it was at first, 
Like the gentle woodland breeze 
Or sound of lapping sea - 
But rising like a breaching whale 
The aria swelled more, 
And from behind this fearsome orc 
Liana let her arrow soar! 
It plunged into the orcish neck, 
And fell him to the ground, 
And Liana quick to Galain sprang, 
Inspired by the sound 
Of her voice which saved him, 
And though his Elvish pride, 
She helped him stumble to the door 
Of the empath guild hard by. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O, who are you lady? Who have saved my life, 
With auburn hair and hazel eyes 
I've never seen your like. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But the sun was setting, 
And [[Yavash]] ruled the sky, 
And quickly turned she from him 
And left without goodbye. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
As soon as he recovered, 
Galain sought her far and wide. 
His trusty familiar searched her 
Wherever she might hide. 
One day the familiar found her, 
by a sacred pool, 
And Galain sped to be there, 
And learn all that he could. 
Who are you, noble lady? 
Whose voice is sweet and strong, 
Whose bow and skill has saved me, 
But who from me turned and run? 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Stay back, good War Mage Galain, 
For know you not my curse! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
I do not care! cried Galain - 
Not scared of magic black - 
But I pledge you now my only heart, 
And never take it back. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Through hazel eyes then filled with tears, 
Liana smiled at Galain, 
For long she'd sought a partner, 
Someone for whom to sing. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
He took a rose that grew nearby, 
And offered prayers to gods, 
And bonded with Liana there 
At the sacred bog. 
Now tell me of this evil curse 
That presses on your heart; 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Said she then, it's the worst thing, 
Each night I become a [[shadowling]] - 
But this choice I freely give you, 
Partner of my life, 
Would you like me handsome fair 
In the darkness or the light? 
If you wish me fair by day, 
You'll be the envy of your friends 
Whom my charming graces 
Can never then offend. 
Or by night, my love, I may be fair 
For you alone to know, 
But all your friends will in the day 
Laugh as I blurp and drool, 
Regurgitating foulest trash 
As all shadowlings must do. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Galain stood and pondered, 
Showed the essence of his heart: 
I cannot say for you, my love, 
Which would better be. 
You must choose which form to take 
To live most happily. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
She pulled him in and kissed him! 
And tears she happy shed, 
For then the curse was broken, 
For her true love she had met! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Together ever after, 
They of truest bond 
Fought together often, 
And enjoyed good many songs! 
And when their time had drifted 
Past their mortal skein 
They walked the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]] together 
Into realms unseen! 
 
===Duet for Enwah and Nuvalli===
''Context: Written by [[Tirost]] for the wedding of [[Enwah]] and [[Nuvalli]] at the [[House of the Floating Reed (location)| House of the Floating Reed]] in [[Shard]], and performed as a duet with [[Casimira]].'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
All alone is how I used to feel when then I'd raise my eyes, 
And gaze in wonder on a winter's night upon the starry sky! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Yearned I for a partner when I'd raise my eyes above, 
And felt I like a meteor, alone, and without love! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
And slowly did my feet then tread under [[Xibar]]'s gloam, 
For no comfort could I summon then, no you to call me home. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And cold were then my fingers blue that knew no lover's touch, 
Like a naked tree that stood against a winter's gust! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
But O! when then I met you, Love, a fire lit my eyes! 
And all about you seemed to glow - an aura seemed to rise! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And all the words you spoke to me were a comfort I'd not known, 
They made me want to know you deep, and keep you for my own! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
The stars did wheel above us bright as the seasons turned and past, 
And each time that I could meet with you, I prayed the strength to ask - 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Anything of me, my love, you need only say the word, 
For if you felt my beating heart, you could only be assured - 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
That I could never leave you, Love! You are the world to me! 
And I should be the soul of joy if my wife you should be! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And will you be my husband, Love, the partner of my life? 
To walk with me now hand in hand through happiness and strife? 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
By the gods, I swear it now! My love shall never bend! 
And when in time you walk the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]], I'll be there at it's end. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And when some other lonely souls look upon the starry skies, 
There they'll find our constellation bright, a brilliant, holy guide! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
To grace with light our skies of night and teach then for all time, 
The joy that you have brought to me since our lives have intertwined! 
 
===Ballad of the High Priestess===
''Context: [[Tirost]]'s familiar, Pangovin, witnessed the murder of several novice warrior mages outside the tower in the [[Crossing]] from someone in the shadows. When Pangovin challenged the murderer, [[Nuskaro]] revealed himself, and shortly after High Priestess [[Khaelyn]] appeared and engaged the necromancer. Tirost composed this ballad as a tribute to Khaelyn's valor. The poem was performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
Like a moggot in a corpse, 
Like a sickness getting worse, 
Like a rat that spreads disease, 
The [[necromancer|necroman]] Nuskaro creeped 
 
To the warmage tower high, 
And murdered many with a sigh - 
So bored and lonely with that life 
For all good things he sacrificed. 
 
Then, like a candle in the dark, 
Like a breeze when lost at sea, 
Like the singing of my heart, 
Like the autumn light through trees, 
 
Came radiant Khaelyn, robed in white, 
Unafraid, with power blessed: 
Her keen eyes flashed and sought with wrath 
The one who those of life bereft. 
 
Behind her came a shouting mob, 
With torches chanting, 'Bring him down!' 
Khaelyn raised her fairest hand, 
And gestured at the necroman, 
 
But Nuskaro, wreathed in magic black, 
Dispersed the light and would have laughed, 
For his [[risen|arisen]] then attacked, 
But Khaelyn was not driven back! 
 
O! Her skill in combat fierce! 
Though blows were smote by minion cursed, 
Khaelyn moved with grace and strength, 
And Nuskaro failed to ascertain 
 
The emboldened crowd that hemmed him in, 
Whose courage flared to watch Khaelyn, 
The Priestess High of King [[Meraud]], 
Who from his thrown gave regal nod, 
 
To see his chosen one full raze 
This terror from fair Elanthi's face. 
The crowd upon Nuskaro fell, 
As Khaelyn dueled the rotting shell, 
 
They dragged the fallen [[Olvi]] lost 
To th' Temple to pay for all he cost 
The people free who suffered most, 
But for Khaelyn could no justice boast, 
 
Yet let all who hear my soaring song 
Raise a cup for Khaelyn strong! 
For all peace, and love, and happy strains 
Follow in fair Khaelyn's train! 
 
Her deeds now join the timeless song 
To inspire those among us young, 
And time shall not forget the elf 
Who forsook not those who sought her help! 
 
===The Battle of Therenborough===
''Context: Composed after the battle between the [[Theren Guard]], along with its allies, and [[Viggu]]'s forces that took place near [[Therenborough]]. The ballad was not performed publicly.'' 
 
O divine [[immortals]]! 
That gaze on all below, 
Listen to this muse-born song 
Of [[Therengia]]'s heroes! 
 
For never will cold terror, 
Freeze burning hearts as these, 
That stood before fell Viggu's clan, 
And made the orc hordes bleed! 
 
For many in that company 
Led by fearless [[Klurn]], 
Could acting on their courage high 
The tide of battle turn - 
 
Yet working all together now, 
The flower of the North 
Allied with friends of Southern realms 
Put th' orc hordes to the sword! 
 
Among them was cold [[Whiteburn]], 
Whose bloody wrath was sate 
On countless orcish soldiers fierce 
Who fell with screams of pain! 
 
And the master of high lunar spells, 
The brilliant [[Arimane]], 
Saw that none of orcish filth 
The [[Theren Keep|Keep]] would ever stain! 
 
And [[Mazrian]] and [[Perune]], 
The pillars of my guild, 
Had slain so many orcish brutes 
We feared th' [[Starry Road (plane)#The_Red_Spiral|spiral'd]] over fill! 
 
Glorious [[Felicini]]! 
And the life mage [[Karathor]] 
Protected [[House Theren|Theren's]] people 
With strength unmatched in lore! 
 
And to the fray my shadow lept, 
To slay the fearsome chiefs 
Though Glory may not speak her name, 
In orcish blood she's seeped, 
 
For never will foul Viggu's hordes 
Set [[Therengia]] to flames 
So long as the deadly [[Ruea|Drister]] pair 
Walk our [[Plane of Abiding|hallowed plane]]. 
 
[[Crobin]] and [[Heartsfyre]], 
Of families renown, 
Saw the [[Gyfford|Baron's]] foes advance, 
And quickly tore them down! 
 
And all my peers from [[Zoluren]] 
[[Taevish]], [[Shaeun]] and [[Elphierose]] 
Whose courage blazes with a steadfast light 
Whom the gods themselves now know! 
 
And as the orcs fell screaming, 
Cast down in terror and defeat 
The name of [[Raeyel]] was whispered 
And the remainder shook with fear, 
 
For thanks to th' empath [[Qiyan]], 
And the Ranger elf [[Maltris]], 
The greatest hopes of orcish hate 
Were smashed to crumbled bits. 
 
Though I lack the voice to sing all those 
Who came to lend their aid 
To the people of Therengia 
And defy the orcish raid, 
 
Let the souls of all these heroes 
Burn with honor and with pride! 
For never shall our freedom fall 
While such heroes are alive! 
 
===The Ballad of Kaelie and Mazrian===
''Context: Performed in the the [[Crossing]]'s Empath Guild to commemorate the love of [[Kaelie]] and [[Mazrian]], and the final defeat of the [[Elpalzi]] leader [[Geva]].'' 
 
Sing! timeless muse above, 
Of a time not long since past, 
When Geva unleashed the dogs of war, 
And widows wailed in voices sad! 
 
And but for that soaring triumph 
Of a bright all ruling love! 
A darkness would still cover all 
And in labor we would drudge 
 
For th' Elpalzi were held captive 
Knives held to throats of all their kin 
Save for traitors like cold Geva 
Who reveled in her horrid sins 
 
And sought to bury thoughts of freedom 
Under the master's lash 
And sacrifice our homeland 
To that which stained all [[Zaulfung]] black. 
 
She gave the fearsome order 
And assassins dashed to slay 
Many of our brave defenders 
Whom her designs would sure delay. 
 
Huge was then her army, 
And dire were their arms, 
Bold Geva feared her nothing, 
And to the Crossing raised alarm! 
 
For lo! She seemed death's shadow! 
A force that none could stop 
She taunted us from hiding 
And dread was felt by all. 
 
But for all her twisted cunning 
And all her borrowed might 
She failed to perceive the consequence 
Of facing those two lovers bright! 
 
And in her oozing hubris 
That makes [[Zehira]] seem a lamb 
Crept she to the empath's guild 
To spread death and mayhem 
 
And there she whispered horrid lies 
And promised freedom's death 
Which reached the ears of brilliant Kaelie, 
The one called Daemondred. 
 
While Geva's loathsome magic 
Shrouded her from mortal sense, 
Kaelie's mind was lucid 
And found she quick [[Constanze]] 
 
A thought to her nearby husband sent 
The lord of war and spells, 
To lie in wait for Geva 
Whom she soon would then expel, 
 
And Kaelie told good Constanze 
'Geva is within 
Banish her with your magic, 
And she will fall to Mazrian!' 
 
Constanze wasted not a second, 
For few she trusted like bright Kae, 
And uttered words of magic 
And sent Geva on her way! 
 
Blasted onto the Crossing street, 
Geva barely raised her head 
Staring at her like a starving wolf 
Was Mazrian Daemondred! 
 
Lighting crackled from his fingers, 
And storm winds stirred his hair, 
Geva lept then to her feet, 
But 'fore she could seek her lair 
 
The elements were upon her, 
From Mazrian's deadly hand! 
Cutting winds they gashed her fur 
And lightening lept at his command! 
 
Geva, in that moment, 
For all the dread she'd wrought 
Learned that all her machinations vast 
Would soon all come to naught! 
 
For the courage of two lovers, 
Who long had grown in trust, 
In walks through all the vales and hills 
Found liking turned to love - 
 
Proved again, and for all time 
That all the threats and murder cold 
Wrought by those without a heart 
Will by true love be overthrown! 
 
And so the skein of history 
Receives a gorgeous span 
From the love of brilliant Kaelie, 
And her Mazrian. 
 
==Hymns==
===Hymn of the Raider===
''Context: Composed after the raid on [[Maelshyve|Maelshyve's]] Fortress organized by [[Anduwen Watch]]. The hymn was performed privately at the altar of [[Meraud]] in the [[Crossing]].'' 
 
I sing of living heroes 
and demons locked in strife, 
Some who radiant deeds performed, 
And some in shadows holding knives. 
 
Deep in Maelshyve’s fortress, 
The demon’s cult designed 
To make their mistress manifest 
With a human vessel there to bind. 
 
In league with [[Jeihrem|Jeihrem's]] chosen, 
The [[Necromancer Guild Visions#Sunday_Feb_12_Vision|Tallnah]], Queen of Dread, 
And the Necro Lord called [[Xzean]], 
To our [[Plane of Abiding|plane]] the greatest threat, 
 
Yet for all their potent malice, 
And power from evil spawned, 
The heroes of Elanthi rose 
Like the light of breaking dawn: 
 
Calls for help were issued, 
And in council Wisdom dwelt. 
Like a beacon to our wayward souls, 
[[Hodierna|Hodierna’s]] presence all there felt, 
 
And when the appointed time had come 
Under [[Riverhaven|Haven's]] Temple's vault, 
A host of every kind arrived 
Against Maelshyve to revolt. 
 
To aid the daring effort, 
Friends in the Temple prayed. 
Their holy voices rising up, 
Souls sharpened as a blade. 
 
The host sought the hidden fortress 
Beneath twisted [[Zaulfung|Zaulfung's]] crust, 
Harried as we passed within 
By beasts and fiends corrupt - 
 
But the banner of [[Sebestyen]] 
Rose high against the dark, 
And while our stricken foes fell back, 
Lions roared within our hearts. 
 
Then like the blaze of heaven's stars, 
Another banner we perceived, 
And Power with [[Samsaren]] strode, 
With might and honor was he wreathed. 
 
Beneath such steadfast standards passed 
The host of many kinds, 
Led by the Elvish captain bold 
Till passed 'neath Zaulfung's shrine. 
 
Whispers crept upon us 
From Maelshyve's horrid tongue, 
And suddenly a roar burst forth, 
And claws cracked each our skulls! 
 
Finished might our quest have been, 
Had not [[Kaelie]] raised a graceful hand, 
And taken even fiercest wounds, 
Like water into sand, 
 
Or felt the touch of [[Zymi]], 
Or [[Karthor|Karthor's]] magic strong, 
And Death himself must hide his head 
From the empath's pride [[Qiyan]]! 
 
Soon we faced the dreary crossing 
Of an ancient, ill-wrought bridge, 
Where the song of bright [[Navesi]] rose 
And each felt her spirit lift! 
 
And other powers stood not idle 
As minions bent the knee 
For there are some who never kneel - 
Who stand upright and free! 
 
Among those few stood [[Jhien]], 
Whose name to demons is a curse, 
Knowledge high adorns his brow, 
And through his craft does power surge, 
 
And to the genius of [[Philosophers of the Knife|Philosophy]] 
My muse must bow her head, 
For never can our simple words 
Pay sufficient compliment 
 
To [[Yvela]] of [[Zoluren]], 
Whose mind shall know no peer, 
The seeker of the end of death, 
And Maelshyve's greatest fear, 
 
And several other shadowed names, 
Whose courage never waved, 
Who then refused to bow their heads 
To see this plane enslaved! 
 
Past the bridge we made our way 
In chambers dark as pitch. 
A unicorn did guide our way, 
And the fighting grew more thick, 
 
And in the fearsome melee, 
Rose the shinning shield of [[Sturm]], 
To guard against the deadly stroke, 
And the tide of battle turn, 
 
Who with blood and steel then etched 
His people's sacred creed, 
And proved immortal valor bright 
Not with words but deeds. 
 
There in the inmost chamber, 
Ciriasa near transformed, 
Maelshyve screeched with horrid joy, 
But the demon's hopes were scorned, 
 
For rising to oppose her, 
Came the greatest of our age, 
[[Mazrian]] and [[Saragos]] both 
With elemental power blazed! 
 
Joined by commander [[Perune]], 
And [[Ruea]], world renown, 
Whose wit and blade are sharper yet 
Than the style of her gown, 
 
Entoning holy hymns to gods, 
Blessed cleric of the [[Theren Guard|Guard]] - 
[[Sereze]] returned the brave to life, 
And broke death's fearsome jaws! 
 
There sang [[Maxwelinski]], 
Whose voice emboldens all, 
And [[Charlize]] the elven ranger swift 
Hunting freedom's foes to cull, 
 
And O! That sacred, holy light! 
Whom my verse must yet profane 
For never can my voice be just 
To the priestess high [[Khaelyn]]! 
 
That elf bedecked with glory, 
Whose kindness swallows pain, 
Whose handmaids Peace and Mercy are 
But whose strength yet guards our plane! 
 
All these blessed heroes, 
And the shadows living free, 
Cleared then the human vessel, 
And made the demon's spirit flee, 
 
For out of hidden knowledge, 
Came the means to cut the bond, 
Out of many labors born, 
And the chances seemed once long, 
 
Yet the valor of [[Kermoria]] 
Joined in force supreme, 
Shook off the threat of demoness, 
And in realms divine I've seen, 
 
The gods gaze down with tears of pride, 
And ancestors raise their cups, 
In their scared halls they sing, 
For the feats of those they love! 
 
To everyone who joined with us 
In shadow or in light, 
On the field of battle hard, 
Or in the temple to recite 
 
Prayers to aid in freeing all 
Our people from the threat 
Of Maelshyve, wretched demoness, 
We are ever in your debt. 
 
==Elegies==
===Asara's Elegy===
''Context: Written after the death of [[Tirost]]'s mother,and performed at her funeral held by the [[Tavern Troupe]] in the [[Crossing High Temple|Crossing's Temple]].'' 
 
Now that you have left us, 
I sing not to mourn your life, 
But remember you forever, 
And see you on the [[Starry Road (plane)|other side]]. 
 
You lived a life of service; 
You saved a wayward son; 
You've taught the lost of Zoluren; 
Your [[Lymira|daughter]] has grown strong. 
 
And when your spirit reaches 
The tall halls of [[Meraud]] 
By our family a greeting comes 
Loud thundering applause, 
 
Yet to be parted from you, 
Rends me somewhere deep. 
Some part of me goes with you 
And your company will keep. 
 
We miss your persistent questions; 
We miss the way you laugh; 
You loved to read us stories: 
The happy ones and sad. 
 
Farewell for now, Beloved. 
We shall meet again, 
Or if my faith be all in vain 
Still with me till the end. 
 

===The Quiet Rose===
''Context: Written after [[Ayrell]], [[Navesi]], [[Dantia]], [[Miskton]] and [[Mazrian]] were abducted while investigating [[Wild magic (concept)|wild magic]].'' 
 
A lively, din-filled tavern 
That with th' queen of flowers shares her name, 
Where surrounded with good company 
Shone Lady Ayrell in her reign, 
 
Her court of adventurers daring, 
Artists whose gifts in all hearts bloom, 
Warriors of transcendent power, 
And all that to her light were drawn 
 
Have faded into memory. 
Here slants a yellow light. 
Now quiet save the publican, 
Who 'gainst the bar reclines. 
 
Yet to be parted from you, 
Rends me somewhere deep. 
Some part of me goes with you 
And your company will keep. 
 
Gone are merry voices. 
No new brandy lines the bar. 
A few Dwarves speak of catastrophe. 
A woman pulls low her shawl, 
 
Yet the Mountain Guard's Commander, 
And all Elamiri's Pride, 
Remains to us unforgotten 
If still out of sight. 
 
Gods grant her fortitude and strength, 
And us good guidance send, 
So the Rose instead of withered, 
Will be full of life again. 
 
==Epics==
===Light and Darkness===
''Context: Written after research on [[Lyras]] caused [[Tirost]] to believe that the [[Philosophers of the Knife]] played an important role in her downfall. It was originally performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O, radiant muse, with head unbowed, and 
Golden tresses furling in the wind, sing 
Your lovely song. Seduce with pregnant words 
The myriad folk of these fair realms – 
Besieged by the dead – or undead rather, 
Whose rotted flesh and villainous power 
Utter ruin would wreak upon us all, 
But for the work of those heroes bold, who, 
Clad in shining armor, shields, and wielding 
Dire arms lay down their life rather than 
Be slaves to tyranny. And, when slain, to 
Spite the greatest demonic magic, rise 
Again by grace of gods, for their valiant 
Service uncorrupt, not yet to dwell in 
Loathsome death, but through their faith live free! 
 
But not all heroes by holy light perform 
Their deeds, but some in shadows work, where no 
Less than their shinning counterparts slay those 
Who would free souls enslave, for freedom is 
Precious not only to those who love the 
Law, but to every sentient mind that 
Feels and chooses. Such dark powers that 
Against tyranny fight with every breath, 
Praise too, timeless muse, and let not their hidden 
Labors pass unsung, for by their fury 
And dark rage are lives of many preserved, 
And many horrid monsters into the 
Void cast forever. 
 
O muse divine! Whose radiant eyes 
Into the truth of things pierce, and piercing, 
Know, inspire these adventurers to 
Great deeds that one day may echo in 
Epic verse through the halls of time! 
And when our age comes to pass, let us in 
Happiness learn the truth: that our infinite, 
Beautiful, and myriad paths, though wracked 
With pain and sorrow, love and joy, share one 
Destination, bound together for a 
Short time, and then, perhaps, for all time, 
Or for none. 
 
==Lyrics==
===War Poet===
''Context: Written and performed for the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner during the [[Post:The First Land Herald: Geva Dead Zoluren to Battle Elpalzi - 05/01/2017 - 00:04|Elpalzi Wars]].'' 
 
Each has a path to follow, 
While wand'ring through this life - 
Some will take to instruments, 
And some will choose the knife. 
 
As for me, a wanderer, 
Haunted by my muse, 
I will sing of everything 
From olden time till new. 
 
And every sentient passion 
That flows within our veins 
Will be the stuff of my song - 
Our highest joy and sharpest pain! 
 
And while the world must tremble, 
And feel [[Elpalzi]] dread, 
And rise up with most dire arms 
To face demons from the depths, 
 
I will walk through hills and dales, 
'Long rivers and through streets 
Singing with my starlit muse, 
Of the thrill of battle meet - 
 
For though I am a poet, 
Wreathed with laurel crown, 
The graceful dance of battle 
Enthralls me without bound! 
 
For to move with grace and strength 
This body from [[Meraud]] 
Or push the very limits 
Of all of magic's laws, 
 
Nothing is so thrilling 
Than to play the game 
That then requires all my skill - 
Life and death in balance hang! 
 
But in truth such martial bliss 
With love must tempered be, 
And even my dread [[haralun]] sword 
Must rest here in its sheath, 
 
For my muse loves the simple times 
As much as any great, 
The smiles passed between good friends 
Or a new one's hand to shake. 
 
==Drama==
===Opening Soliloquy from ''The Fall of Lyras''===
''Context: These are the opening lines of the verse play'' The Fall of Lyras ''written by [[Tirost]], and performed by [[Anjinson]] of the [[Tavern Troupe]] at the [[Yulugri Wala]] Theatre in [[Arthe Dale]].'' 
 
So secure these bleeting sheep 
Though they know nothing of the deep 
That lies beyond this [[Plane of Abiding|plane abiding]] 
Where fearsome demons hunt and creep. 
Though errant fools have killed me once 
This new found power I now flaunt 
From greater being than [[Meraud]] 
Shall blaze across this world I haunt, 
And cast I off my mortal cares 
Of mercy, hope and all that's fair 
And make this world a sacrifice 
And let creation taste of my despair!

Tirost/Logs/Messengers-ic-fic

2024-08-01T19:59:56Z

ARMAGNA: /* The Messengers */

==The Messengers==
The tavern smelled of stew, sausages and mead. Murmur traveled freely among the many patrons, hurried by hope and fear. At a table by the fireplace, Tirost sat across from his sister, his hand resting on a scarred wooden mug filled with mead.

"Do you trust any of them?" Lymira asked her brother. The light of the fire caused her hair to glint like Dwarven gold.

Tirost nodded. "Two at least seem very sincere, though Huns does not agree."

"Briaen is suspicious of everyone," replied Lymira, taking a sip of her rum.

A small smile broke across Tirost's features. "The woman named Miraena seems sincere, but naive. And she will appeal to those who share those qualities."

"What does she counsel?" asked Lyrmia.

"To cease all sorcerous casting."

"Easy task," chuckled Lymira wryly. Tirost smiled.

"She and the scholar named Asildu claim to bring that message from the Heralds. Lord Ezerak has pledged his support to her message, as well as Kethrai and others."

"Perhaps they are right to do so," replied Lymira, leaning back in her chair, and taking another swig of her rum.

"Perhaps," said Tirost, "but I cannot turn back from the knowledge of sorcery without more than what they offer. Without it, perhaps Lyras or Maelshyve would rule the realms."

"Do not let your pride blind you to the truth, brother." Lymira's gaze was unflinching. She reminded Tirost of their mother. The Warrior Mage sighed and nodded.

"There were two others that have come to speak about wild magic," said Tirost. "One is called Valenal. I am told he claims to be a human warrior mage, but knows nothing of Kermorian culture and counsels more sorcery."

"Surely your favorite of the messengers," said Lymira grinning. Tirost narrowed his eyes.

"Valenal seems to represent the will of something alien to mortals. I cannot imagine his message will be well received, except by necromancers, or those who believe he can grant them personal power."

"What of the Paladin?" asked Lymira. A sudden bump to the table by a drunken human clad in hides engendered a black scowl from Lymira, who leapt to her feet and unleashed a withering string of curses and insults. Those nearby roared with laughter and encouragement for violence and more drinking.

"The Paladin," said Tirost, once the noise had subsided, "is named Unaka. She was sent here by the gods."

"Many claim to have been sent by the gods," replied Lymira skeptically.

"True," replied her brother, "but Unaka's coming was prophesied by Jaelia at a vigil to Meraud before she arrived, and she claims to have been given the ability to cast all holy spells. Truffenyi sent her to save civilization."

Lymira was silent for a moment. The bottle of rum slowly rose to her lips. "And how does she plan to save civilization?"

Tirost shook his head. "I don't know. She herself said that she is unsure of what exactly should be done, only that we should not trust everyone who claims to bring a message about wild magic."

"Perhaps she is manipulating people for power and attention," said Lymira.

"I don't think so," replied Tirost. He took a long drink of his mead. "She doesn't seem to take the same delight in the righteousness of her moral or intellectual superiority as the others. She seems like one who is called to protect."

"And what is her position on sorcery?" asked Lymira.

"That cross-realm casting has little effect at the planar level, but that high sorceries are dangerous."

"Where have I heard that before?" quipped Lymira, failing to hide a smirk.

Tirost smiled. He threw back the rest of his mead. "I need to get some rest and then get back to training." He stood up.

Lymira also rose. "We must not allow the messengers to divide us," she said. "We will get back those who were taken." The firelight glimmered in the crystal blue eyes of the siblings. Tirost nodded and embraced his sister.

"Stay safe, Lymira."

"You too."

The black mantle of the warrior mage floated above the wooden floorboards of the tavern as he drifted through the door, and into the star-vaulted winter night.

Tirost/Logs/Messengers-ic-fic

2024-08-01T16:49:09Z

ARMAGNA: Created page with "==The Messengers== The tavern smelled of stew, sausages and mead. Murmur traveled freely among the many patrons, hurried by hope and fear. At a table by the fireplace, Tirost sat across from his sister, his hand resting on a scarred wooden mug filled with mead. "Do you trust any of them?" Lymira asked her brother. The light of the fire caused her hair to glimmer like Dwarven gold. Tirost nodded. "Two at least seem very sincere, though Huns does not agree." "Briaen is..."

==The Messengers==
The tavern smelled of stew, sausages and mead. Murmur traveled freely among the many patrons, hurried by hope and fear. At a table by the fireplace, Tirost sat across from his sister, his hand resting on a scarred wooden mug filled with mead.

"Do you trust any of them?" Lymira asked her brother. The light of the fire caused her hair to glimmer like Dwarven gold.

Tirost nodded. "Two at least seem very sincere, though Huns does not agree."

"Briaen is suspicious of everyone," replied Lymira, taking a sip of her rum.

A small smile broke across Tirost's features. "The woman named Miraena seems sincere, but naive. And she will appeal to those who share those qualities."

"What doe she counsel?" asked Lyrmia.

"To cease all sorcerous casting."

"Easy task," chuckled Lymira wryly. Tirost smiled.

"She and the scholar named Asildu claim to bring that message from the Heralds. Lord Ezerak has pledged his support to her message, as well as Kethrai and others."

"Perhaps they are right to do so," replied Lymira, leaning back in her chair, and taking another swig of her rum.

"Perhaps," said Tirost, "but I cannot turn back from the knowledge of sorcery without more than what they offer. Without it, perhaps Lyras or Maelshyve would rule the realms."

"Do not let your pride blind you to the truth, brother." Lymira's gaze was unflinching. She reminded Tirost of their mother. The Warrior Mage sighed and nodded.

"There were two others that have come to speak about wild magic," said Tirost. "One is called Valenal. I am told he claims to be a human warrior mage, but knows nothing of Kermorian culture and counsels more sorcery."

"Surely your favorite of the messengers," said Lymira grinning. Tirost narrowed his eyes.

"Valenal seems to represent the will of something alien to mortals. I cannot imagine his message will be well received, except by necromancers, or those who believe he can grant them personal power."

"What of the Paladin?" asked Lymira. A sudden bump to the table by a drunken human clad in hides engendered a black scowl from Lymira, who leapt to her feet and unleashed a withering string of curses and insults. Those nearby roared with laughter and encouragement for violence and more drinking.

"The Paladin," said Tirost, once the noise had subsided, "is named Unaka. She was sent here by the gods."

"Many claim to have been sent by the gods," replied Lymira skeptically.

"True," replied her brother, "but Unaka's coming was prophesied by Jaelia at a vigil to Meraud before she arrived, and she claims to have been given the ability to cast all holy spells, and to have been sent by Truffenyi to save civilization."

Lymira was silent for a moment. The bottle of rum slowly rose to her lips. "And how does she plan to save civilization?"

Tirost shook his head. "I don't know. She herself said that she is unsure of what exactly should be done, only that we should not trust everyone who claims to bring a message about wild magic."

"Perhaps she is manipulating people for power and attention," said Lymira.

"I don't think so," replied Tirost. He took a long drink of his mead. "She doesn't seem to take the same delight in the righteousness of her moral or intellectual superiority as the others. She seems like one who is called to protect."

"And what is her position on sorcery?" asked Lymira.

"That cross-realm casting has little effect at the planar level, but that high sorceries are dangerous."

"Where have I heard that before?" quipped Lymira, failing to hide a smirk.

Tirost smiled. He threw back the rest of his mead. "I need to get some rest and then get back to training." He stood up.

Lymira also rose. "We must not allow the messengers to divide us," she said. "We will get back those who were taken." The firelight glimmered in the crystal blue eyes of the siblings. Tirost nodded and embraced his sister.

"Stay safe, Lymira."

"You too."

The black mantle of the warrior mage floated above the wooden floorboards of the tavern as he drifted through the door, and into the star-vaulted winter night.

Tirost/Logs

2024-08-01T16:47:49Z

ARMAGNA:

==Withering of the Wolf Clan==
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-Prologue|Prologue]] - In Character Fiction
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-1|The Curse]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/WotWC-2|The House of Knowledge]]
==Krenze==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Krenze-vs-Tirost|Krenze vs Tirost]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/Zoluren-Defense-Council-Krenze|Zoluren Defense Council - Krenze]]
==Zengmodaleth==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Zengmodaleth-Lecture|Lecture on the Wonders of Zengmodaleth]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/colossus-report|Colossus Attack Report to the Northern Watch]]
# [[Tirost/Logs/zeng-experiment-report|Zengmodaleth Experiments Report to the Northern Watch]]
==Therengia==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Petition-Briaen-Huns|Petition regarding Briaen Huns]]
==Necromancy==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Jessa-and-Tir|Philosophers - Jessalyne and Tirost]]
==Ilithi==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Aerivyn-on-Kasizva|Milene's Rose- Aerivyn speaks of Kasizva]]
==Wild Magic==
# [[Tirost/Logs/Messengers-ic-fic|The Messengers]]

Tirost/Logs/Aerivyn-on-Kasizva

2024-06-02T20:12:33Z

ARMAGNA: Created page with " <nowiki>Kehlbins's group went through the North Gate. [Riverhaven, Theren Way] The Gate of Nobles, the northern passage in and out of town, marks the end of Theren Way. The town wall curves away to the south both east and west, providing a semi-circle defense guarded by the river. Flanking the road are the Cleric Guild and the Noble Inn. Providing relief for both spirit and body, the two places though disparate in style, form a curiously harmonious duo. You also see..."

<nowiki>Kehlbins's group went through the North Gate.
[Riverhaven, Theren Way]
The Gate of Nobles, the northern passage in and out of town, marks the end of Theren Way. The town wall curves away to the south both east and west, providing a semi-circle defense guarded by the river. Flanking the road are the Cleric Guild and the Noble Inn. Providing relief for both spirit and body, the two places though disparate in style, form a curiously harmonious duo. You also see a Riverhaven Warden.
Also here: Kehlbins who is darkened by an unnatural shadow.
Obvious paths: southeast, south, west.
>leave
You leave the group.
You say, "I was thinking of traveling to Milene's Rose for a few."
You ask, "Care to come?"
Kehlbins asks, "Where's that?"
You say, "Shard."
Kehlbins grins.
Kehlbins raises his head skyward, chanting.
Kehlbins asks, "That I can make easy. What's going on done there?"
Kehlbins gestures.
A beam of clear silvery-blue light descends from the heavens.
Kehlbins raises his head skyward, chanting.
You say, "Ayrell's having drinks."
You say, "Not a bad place to pick up news, if there is any."
You say, "I don't plan to stay for too long though."
Kehlbins says, "I may not be able to stay long but I can get us down there easy."
You smile.
You say, "Ah, I've missed you, Kehlbins."
Kehlbins chuckles.
Kehlbins gestures.
The large, transparent image of a tilted crystal blue eye wavers in the sky above.
Kehlbins says, "Hang tight for a second."
Kehlbins raises his head skyward, chanting.
You nod.
Kehlbins gestures.
A brief wave of disorientation washes outward as reality itself tears wide open, forming an unstable Moongate around Kehlbins!
Kehlbins is drawn through the unstable Moongate just before it collapses.
Novice Mage Yavra just arrived.
The flames dancing along Yavra's scimitar suddenly extinguish.
>look Yavra
You see Novice Mage Yavra of Elanthia, an Elothean.
Yavra's body is encrusted with an elegant lattice of brownish-white crystals.
Yavra has a round face, almond-shaped crystal blue eyes and a classical nose. His black hair is short and thick. He has tanned skin and a lean build.
He is a bit over average height for an Elothean.
He appears to be young.
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.
He has faint scuffing to the chest.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a steel scimitar in his right hand.
He is wearing some dark hunting leathers, a lumpy bundle, a metal target shield, some brass knuckles, some metal scale gloves, a light plate mask, a metal chain helm, a pair of black boots, some burgundy cotton breeches, a tarnished lockpick ring, a narrow-bladed flamberge, a polished steel parry stick, a cloth of gold cloak with a violet-shaped enameled clasp, a black thigh pouch, a fuzzy gem pouch, some silver-chased elbow spikes, a card collector's case, a red gold ring, a small steel skinning knife with a leather-wrapped hilt, a tooled leather scabbard and a rugged green backpack.
You nod to Yavra.
Yavra nods to you.
A fierce blue-white glare forces you to avert your eyes for a moment. When it subsides, a blue Moongate stands before you, rippling slightly.
>go moon
Novice Mage Yavra went through the Gate of Nobles.
As you cross the Moongate's threshold you are drawn through to the other side...
[Moon Mage Guild, Atrium]
The skylights curve down like a canopy over this small chamber, enclosing the northeastern hemisphere in a bubble of translucent, glittering crystal. A polished bronze telescope is here for students of the stars, but most visitors come just for the breathtaking view. From here, one can see for miles past the towers and streets of Shard, all the way to the walls of Leth Deriel in the far distance. You also see a blue Moongate and the silvery-white shard Marendin.
Also here: Kehlbins who is darkened by an unnatural shadow.
Obvious exits: southwest.
You smile.
Kehlbins joins your group.
You ask, "Ready?"
A blue Moongate collapses in on itself.
Kehlbins nods.
You run west, leading your group.
[Milene's Rose, Tavern]
Roomy and rectangular, the tavern for Milene's Rose is always busy, but strangely never so full that it becomes unbearably crowded. A booth in the corner allows for privacy, and a bar offers service for the thirsty and the hungry. There is little sign of disarray anywhere. You also see the publican.
Also here: Kehlbins who is darkened by an unnatural shadow, Shavay, Lifeblade Sarcio, Shyna, Mother Jaelia who is emanating a benevolent holy aura, Roughneck Rileos, Philomath Miskton, Stray Stelling, Heart Tender Kethrai, Mountain Lord Ezerak, Desert Dancer Zersha and Wind Runner Aerivyn.
Obvious exits: east.
Zersha grins at Ezerak, her dimples flashing into view.
Jaelia exclaims to Aerivyn, "Good, what are they as I do wish to know them!"
Jaelia frowns at Aerivyn.
Jaelia asks, "Oh wait, are they ... that one?"
Zersha says to Aerivyn, "I don't know any rumors, save this one now."
Zersha chortles softly at some secret joke.
Rileos flashes a quick grin.
Veteran Apprentice Anuril just arrived.
Stelling chuckles at Zersha.
Anuril takes his rightful place beside Kethrai.
Aerivyn asks Jaelia, "Which one? The one Ezerak just told?"
You smile.
Zersha grins at Stelling, her dimples flashing into view.
Kethrai places his hands on Anuril's shoulders and directs a soft, rumbling purr in his direction as Kethrai presses his forehead against Anuril's.
Jaelia says to Aerivyn, "Oh, my apologies, you are not the one who stabbed Lady Ayrell or Court Mage Miskton, please forgive me for a momentary lapse."
Aerivyn grins.
Zersha blinks at Jaelia.
Aerivyn says, "No, I try not to stab them."
Ezerak chuckles.
Ezerak waves to Anuril.
Miskton chuckles.
Rileos asks Miskton, "Wait, you got shanked?"
Anuril smirks.
Zersha quietly asks Stelling, "Is stabbing an issue at these things?"
Rileos says to Miskton, "I mean, it's been a long time comin, let's be honest here."
Miskton says, "Not recently, but yes. That Rakash mercenary, Kasizva."
Rileos looks at Miskton, obviously trying not to grin.
Stelling says to Zersha, "Well it is Shard."
Jaelia says to Rileos, "I told him to stop going to the prison so often."
You laugh!
Aerivyn says, "Ayrell will be along shortly. All things considered, she needed a little more time to... brace herself for conversation."
Aerivyn says, "She asked me to be here to greet people."
You ask Miskton, "He showed up recently in Siksraja, no?"
Rileos says to Jaelia, "S'where the real party is at, though."
Miskton says to you, "I've heard so, yes."
Jaelia grins at Rileos.
Zersha gazes at a carefully written menu.
Zersha nibbles her lip thoughtfully.
The publican places a cup of cinnamon mead on the bar.
Zersha gets a cup of cinnamon mead from atop a bar.
Zersha sniffs at a cup of cinnamon mead.
Zersha takes a sip of her mead.
Aerivyn says, "It's funny Kasizva should be mentioned, though."
Aerivyn ponders.
Lady of Elamiri Ayrell just arrived.
Kethrai asks Aerivyn, "How so?"
Ezerak smiles at Ayrell, revealing the dimples in his cheeks.
You bow to Ayrell.
Miskton nods politely to Ayrell.
With a graceful movement of her hands, Zersha lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Ayrell.
Ezerak waves to Ayrell, seeming not to want to take his eyes from her.
Kethrai bows to Ayrell.
Rileos waves to Ayrell.
You say to Ayrell, "Good to see you, My Lady."
Aerivyn says to Kethrai, "I was just telling Ayrell some news earlier."
Jaelia beams at Ayrell!
Ayrell smiles at you.
Shavay says to Stelling, "My advice to you: start drinking heavily."
Pilgrim Nawain just arrived.
Ayrell curtsies gracefully to Kethrai.
Ayrell waves to Rileos.
Stelling says to Shavay, "Too late."
Nawain waves.
You smile at Nawain.
Ayrell smiles at Jaelia.
Jaelia hugs Nawain, getting a smile in return.
Ayrell nods politely to Miskton.
Nawain hugs Jaelia, who wraps her arms around Nawain with a warm smile.
Nawain beams at you! What a warm feeling!
Jaelia says, "Gooses, quite the gathering."
Ezerak asks Ayrell, "Tea?"
Ayrell says to you, "It is good to see you as well."
You smile at Ayrell.
Ayrell nods politely to Ezerak.
The publican places a cup of rosehip tea on the bar.
Ezerak gets a cup of rosehip tea from atop a bar.
Ezerak offers Ayrell a cup of rosehip tea.
Aerivyn says to Ayrell, "We were just discussing Kasizva."
Ayrell nods politely to Ezerak.
Ayrell quietly says to Ezerak, "Thank you."
You say to Ayrell, "May I introduce you to Kehlbins? He's one of my oldest friends."
You gesture at Kehlbins.
Ayrell smiles at you.
Kethrai asks, "Is this news fit to share more broadly?"
Kehlbins gives you a playful poke in the ribs.
Ezerak nods to Ayrell.
Ayrell smiles at Kehlbins.
You grin at Kehlbins.
Kehlbins nods politely to Ayrell.
Ezerak says to Ayrell, "You are welcome."
Ayrell says to Kehlbins, "It is a pleasure to meet you."
You say, "He's one of the first I ever met in the Crossing."
Ayrell says to Aerivyn, "And you wasted no time with that."
Aerivyn says to Ayrell, "I'm quick."
Kehlbins says to Ayrell, "You as well, forget the old stuff, he's jealous of the experiance."
Aerivyn nods to Jaelia.
Zersha grins at Kehlbins, her dimples flashing into view.
You chuckle.
Ayrell says, "I think many of us feel old these days."
Kehlbins takes a sip of his brandy.
You ask Nawain, "How fare the arts of alchemy?"
Ayrell asks Aerivyn, "Have I missed your talk of him?"
Sarcio says, "With some youngish people as well."
Nawain exclaims to you, "Sticky, messy, and often smelly!"
Nawain beams at you! What a warm feeling!
You laugh happily.
Zersha whispers something to Stelling.
Zersha looks at Stelling, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.
You laughingly say to Nawain, "I can only imagine."
Rileos glances at Nawain.
Nawain grins.
Aerivyn shakes her head at Ayrell.
Zersha giggles at Stelling.
Nawain waves to Rileos.
Rileos says to Nawain, "I'm...unsure that's alchemy."
Aerivyn says to Ayrell, "Only if you want to. I can wait to say things if you prefer."
Aerivyn chuckles.
Nawain says, "That's definitely alchemy! And also small children."
Nawain says, "Pets, probably, too."
Zersha blinks at Nawain.
You chuckle.
Rileos gazes off into the distance.
Ayrell says to Aerivyn, "Well, this is more of a fun social gathering, but I prefer not to withhold information."
Stelling begins to chant a mesmerizing cadence designed to improve the study skills of those around him.
Kethrai leans back against Anuril with a loving smile.
Anuril takes a sip of his mead.
Stelling says, "Fun and social sounds like the right plan."
Stelling nods at Ayrell, obviously agreeing with her views.
You smile at Stelling.
Ayrell nods at Stelling, obviously agreeing with his views.
Onara curtsies.
You bow to Onara.
Zersha grins at Onara, her dimples flashing into view.
Anuril smiles at Onara.
Sarcio nods to Onara.
Jaelia hugs Onara, who wraps her arms around Jaelia with a warm smile.
Onara begins to listen to Stelling teach the Performance skill.
Miskton asks, "It's not quite alchemy, but on a related thread of concocting things, would anybody be interested in trying the new drink I've worked out?"
Onara smiles at Anuril, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Onara curtsies to you.
Zersha exclaims to Miskton, "I'd love to!"
Nawain exclaims to Miskton, "Ooo! Yes, please!"
Miskton gets a smooth grey marble wand with a smokestone tip from inside his scholar's valise.
Zersha puts her mead in her beverage holster.
You say to Miskton, "I would love to."
Miskton moves a smooth grey marble wand with a smokestone tip to his left hand.
Anuril raises an eyebrow in Kethrai's direction.
Miskton waves the marble wand through a simple series of gestures. A frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse appears in his right hand!
Stelling asks Miskton, "Is there alcohol involved?"
Ayrell says to Aerivyn, "If you want to share the information, and then we can move on to more lighthearted conversations."
You put your scotch in your watersilk bag.
Miskton says, "There is."
Ezerak says to Miskton, "I'm always willing to try a new drink."
You chuckle at Stelling.
Nawain asks Miskton, "Will it turn me inside out or send me somewhere unknown?"
Miskton offers Zersha a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Kethrai looks at Anuril and shrugs.
Nawain observes Miskton with fascination.
Zersha accepts Miskton's Grey Expanse.
Zersha beams at Miskton!
Zersha exclaims to Miskton, "Thank you!"
Zersha takes a sip of her Expanse.
Miskton says, "Safe to drink, though! Barring any allergies, I suppose."
Miskton twirls the marble wand through a simple series of gestures. A frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse appears in his right hand!
Zersha giggles at Miskton.
Nawain praises Miskton.
Onara curtsies to Miskton.
Miskton offers Nawain a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Nawain accepts Miskton's Grey Expanse.
Miskton twirls the marble wand through a simple series of gestures. A frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse appears in his right hand!
Nawain exclaims to Miskton, "Thank you!"
Onara asks Anuril, "How are you doing?"
Zersha takes a sip of her Expanse.
Miskton offers you a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.
Nawain takes a sip of her Expanse.
You accept Miskton's offer and are now holding a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Miskton twirls the marble wand through a complicated series of gestures. A frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse appears in his right hand!
Stelling takes a sip of his rum.
Zersha exclaims, "Sweet and fruity!"
Anuril says to Onara, "Well enough."
Zersha smiles at Miskton, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Anuril nods.
Nawain takes a sip of her Expanse.
Miskton offers Ezerak a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
You warmly say to Miskton, "Thank you, Miskton."
Onara smiles at Anuril, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
>drink my expanse
You take a sip of the Expanse. A gin base is accompanied by an upfront lemony sourness, with floral notes and a strong touch of cherry. The tartness is balanced out by sweetness from the other ingredients, as well as the rich, slightly foamy texture of the drink. The sweetness and texture also help to mask the drink's potency, though it still leaves a faint burning sensation.
Ezerak accepts Miskton's Grey Expanse.
Ezerak says to Miskton, "Thank you."
Nawain exclaims, "Oo!"
Aerivyn says, "Okay, well... I don't have a LOT of information, but I have a little."
Nawain says, "That's nice."
Nawain nods to Miskton.
Jaelia beams at Aerivyn!
Ezerak says to Miskton, "An interesting combination. Surprisingly pleasant. Thank you."
Miskton nods politely.
Miskton puts his wand in his scholar's valise.
Miskton says, "It can sneak up on you if you're not careful, just like the namesake. I call it the Grey Expanse."
Miskton grins.
You say to Miskton, "A little sour, a little sweet. Superb."
Stelling chuckles.
Aerivyn says, "Basically, there have been some whispers that someone has set their sights on Shard. I couldn't get a name, so I don't have the most important piece of information. But I heard that the quick dispatching of Kasizva helped deter further attacks, for the time being."
Jaelia frowns.
Zersha says to Miskton, "If I can't walk home, I'll know who to blame."
Zersha looks at Miskton, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.
You gaze at Aerivyn.
Miskton gazes at Aerivyn.
Aerivyn says, "If the whispers are accurate, though, the attack was made on the Guard because they are viewed as standing in the way of... infiltration? Not sure that's the right word, but... you know."
Kethrai ponders.
Kethrai says, "I would think the Sentinels would be the target, there."
Aerivyn says, "From what I hear, the city isn't quite in the clear. So I'm going to continue to see if I can gather more information."
Kethrai says, "But that might be too direct an attack on the city."
>look Aerivyn
You see Wind Runner Aerivyn Eiryse-Lyssae, Horse Whisperer of Ilithi, an Elf.
Aerivyn has a sculpted diamond-shaped face with elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears and thick-lashed jade eyes. Her snow-white-streaked black hair is very long and wavy, and is worn in an elegant upswept arrangement threaded with some strands of black rubies. She has pale skin and a lithe figure.
She appears to be young.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a sinuous open choker of luminous crimson moonsilver adorned with a Gemfire ruby, a long leather highwayman's cloak, a form-hugging bodice of onyx Elven silk embellished with Gemfire ruby beadwork, a long platinum hairpin set with a large sparkling dragon's heart ruby, a florid crimson moonsilver engagement ring crowned with a rose-cut Gemfire ruby, a darkened steel ring encircled by inlaid cambrinth daggers, a functional sword belt with a farmer's hand sickle and an ivory-hilted jambiya hanging from it, a pair of tight-fitting black leather pants corset laced from hip to hem and a pair of black silk thigh-high boots with silver wildlace overlay.
Zersha furrows her brow.
Zersha takes a sip of her Expanse.
Aerivyn says to Kethrai, "Maybe they're more worried about the strength of the Guard."
Aerivyn chuckles.
Ayrell chuckles.
Anuril studies the faces around him.
Ayrell says to Aerivyn, "I would take that as a compliment."
Aerivyn grins at Ayrell.
Nawain chuckles.
Ezerak nods at Ayrell, obviously agreeing with her views.
Aerivyn says, "But that's what I have, for now. I'll pass along more information as it becomes available, if it does."
Ayrell smiles at Aerivyn.
You ask Aerivyn, "Do you know who wishes to infiltrate the city?"
Ayrell says to Aerivyn, "Thank you."
Miskton says to Aerivyn, "Thank you for looking into this."
Aerivyn shakes her head at you.
Jaelia smiles at Aerivyn.
Aerivyn says to you, "All I know is that, whoever it is, has taken issue with the city's independence, culture, and history and want to... integrate themselves within the wall."
Aerivyn says, "I just have yet to find that elusive... who."
Zersha gazes thoughtfully at Aerivyn.
You nod to Aerivyn.
Jaelia says, "Sometimes who matters less than why."
Onara rubs her neck.
Aerivyn says, "Walls, plural. S's are important."
Aerivyn smirks.
Ayrell begins chortling at Aerivyn.
Miskton says, "Yes, a singular wall in this area usually leads thoughts in a specific direction."
Miskton grins.
Jaelia says, "It is very complimentary the Guard has been that effective."
Ayrell nods at Miskton, obviously agreeing with his views.
Jaelia grins at Miskton.
Kethrai ponders.
Jaelia smiles at Ayrell.
Zersha asks, "The guard is Shard's...guard?"
Zersha giggles.
Aerivyn says, "That's the only reason I thought I should clarify instead of pretending I didn't say it wrong."
Aerivyn grins.
Ayrell nods to Zersha.
Zersha grins at Ayrell, her dimples flashing into view.
Ayrell smiles.
Ruea just arrived.
Jaelia beams at Ruea!
Ayrell smiles at Ruea.
Zersha says to Ayrell, "I probably could have asked that better but as long as it was understood."
Ayrell waves to Ruea.
Zersha grins at Ayrell, her dimples flashing into view.
Miskton smiles at Ruea.
Ruea says, "Oh good, I didn't miss the fun."
Ayrell chuckles.
Miskton nods politely to Ruea.
With a graceful movement of her hands, Zersha lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Ruea.
Ruea hugs Ayrell, who wraps her arms around Ruea with a warm smile.
Ayrell nods at Zersha, obviously agreeing with her views.
Ruea smiles at Miskton.
Ayrell hugs Ruea, who wraps her arms around Ayrell with a warm smile.
Strawberry Nurse Illiya just arrived.
Miskton takes a sip of his Expanse.
Ezerak waves to Ruea.
Illiya smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Aerivyn waves to Ruea.
Stelling says to Ruea, "Nope, I'm still here."
Sarcio hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return.
You smile at Ruea.
Illiya waves.
Ruea waves to Ezerak.
Stelling hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return.
Ruea says to Stelling, "Oh thank goodness."
Illiya hugs Stelling, getting a smile in return.
>look ruea
You see Ruea Shai'lin, an Elf.
Ruea has a softly featured face with high cheekbones, delicately pointing ears, dark lashes framing prismatic silver eyes and a fine, straight nose. Her champagne-blonde hair is hip length and marked with a frost-white streak over one temple, and is worn loose. She has sun-kissed skin and a poised willowy figure.
She is petite for an Elf.
She appears to be young.
Her face is accentuated by tiny peacock jaspers ringed by halos of gently glowing blackened moonsilver. Arching over her left eyebrow, the vibrant teal gems glitter in a shimmering constellation which travels along the temple before descending across your cheekbone in soft swirls.
She has a tattoo of a delicate vine winding across her collarbone, dappled with an array of violets created in a muted watercolor design. Fine lines of verdant green extend over her upper arm, each blossom captured at a different angle and phase of bloom. Delicate shades of indigo accentuate the violet buds as the design trails upward, caressing the collarbone before ending on her shoulder.
She has faint scuffing to the neck, faint scuffing to the right hand, faint scuffing to the left hand, faint scuffing to the left eye.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a fragile aldamdin earcuff suspending a wire-wrapped dawnbreak diamond, an artistically sculpted peacock-hued dress trailed by a feathered train, a fragile pilonu of blackened moonsilver chains joined by vivid peacock jaspers, a scorched witchclaw band inlaid with a lurid purple crystal knot, a delicate windsteel ring cradling a faceted moss agate with striking inclusions and a delicate pair of glass slippers affixed with twisted heels.
Illiya says, "Evening everyone."
Rileos squints at Stelling.
Nawain waves to Illiya.
Ruea smiles at you.
Zersha grins at Illiya, her dimples flashing into view.
Sarcio smiles at Illiya.
Aerivyn says to Ruea, "I'm glad you're here to save me. Ayrell is making me be professional."
Illiya just hugged Nawain.
Ruea hugs Aerivyn, who wraps her arms around Ruea with a warm smile.
Jaelia beams at Illiya!
Stelling grins at Rileos.
Jaelia hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return.
Nawain hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return.
Rileos asks Stelling, "Hey wait, ain't you carve me up with a boozeblade that one time?"
Illiya hugs Jaelia, who wraps her arms around Illiya with a warm smile.
Nawain grins.
Ayrell laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Aerivyn just hugged Ruea.
Raising your Grey Expanse to Illiya, you give her a toast. Cheers!
Ruea says to Aerivyn, "She's a monster, I've always said that."
Illiya curtsies to Ayrell.
Shavay chuckles.
Aerivyn nods at Ruea, obviously agreeing with her views.
Stelling says to Rileos, "I don't think so but possibly."
Ruea asks, "Alright, did I miss anyone?"
Stelling grins at Rileos.
Ruea laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Ezerak chuckles.
Ayrell says to Ruea, "But you love me."
Ruea says, "That was a lot of quick hugging."
Rileos waves dismissively.
Ayrell smiles at Illiya.
Illiya says, "I didn't get a hug if we're giving out hugs."
Jaelia says to Ruea, "You look always lovely, I think that covers everything per stanard."
Ruea says to Ayrell, "You are, for all good or evil, my very favorite."
Zersha giggles at Illiya.
Ayrell chuckles.
You warmly say to Illiya, "Congratulations on another edition of Berries, Illi."
Ruea says to Jaelia, "Oh you're a saint but I look like a mess today."
Anuril nods to Ruea.
Ruea waves her hand distractedly.
Ruea smiles at Anuril.
Zersha says to Illiya, "I very much enjoyed the issue of Berries & Ink."
Illiya beams at you! What a warm feeling!
Ayrell says, "Yes, I was so distracted by Aerivyn's professionalism, if I missed any greetings, I do apologize."
Jaelia lets out a hearty cheer for Illiya!
Jaelia looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!
Ruea says to Anuril, "Thsoe are lovely pants. Glad to see you wearing them."
Ruea gives Rileos a good pinch!
Ruea hugs Kethrai, who wraps his arms around Ruea with a warm smile.
Rileos says to Stelling, "Well, it's funny so I'm gonna choose to remember it that way."
Rileos nods.
Anuril chuckles.
Stelling grins at Rileos.
Stelling says to Rileos, "Then I shall join you in the remembrance."
Raising his clear water to Stelling, Rileos gives him a toast.
Rileos takes a sip of his water.
Aerivyn says to Ayrell, "Said that if I was professional, we could move on to fun. So I think we're onto the fun now."
Ayrell nods to Aerivyn.
Rileos leans on Ruea.
You ask Aerivyn, "You mentioned the words infiltrate and integrate. Is that your analysis, or perhaps your sources?"
Ayrell laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Anuril dryly says to Aerivyn, "You've given a room full of adventurers a thread and they're going to pull on it."
Anuril takes a sip of his mead.
Ruea says to Rileos, "I'm absolutely thrilled you don't wear plate armor anymore."
Onara says, "Have a good night, everyone, but I fear I must go."
You chuckle at Anuril.
You nod in agreement.
Zersha says to Anuril, "Until it unravels."
Onara curtsies.
Zersha grins at Anuril, her dimples flashing into view.
Aerivyn says to you, "Integrate was the word of my source."
Miskton nods politely to Onara.
You bow to Onara.
Anuril nods to Zersha.
Sarcio nods to Onara.
Illiya waves to Onara.
Celestian Onara drifts east.
Aerivyn says, "Which sounds a bit more nefarious, if you ask me."
Rileos says to Ruea, "I still got it around, don't tempt me."
You nod at Aerivyn, in complete agreement with her views.
Illiya smiles at Sarcio, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Jaelia says, "It does, it sounds like trying to take over and reset the entire City's mindset."
Rileos appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Ruea snickers at Rileos.
Aerivyn says, "Sneaking in to break things from the inside out."
You softly say to Aerivyn, "Especially if their method of integration involved ambushing the Guard with an assassin."
Aerivyn nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.
Illiya ponders.
Ayrell says, "This is why I have asked Aerivyn to keep her ears to the ground. If another attack may be coming, I would prefer to know as far in advance as possible."
Illiya asks, "I missed the beginning of this thread and I'm not exactly sure what we're talking about.. is an attack coming?"
Stelling says to Illiya, "I think Shavay is planning to, yes."
Illiya laughs!
Ezerak asks Illiya, "Aren't they always?"
Illiya asks, "Oh, is that all?"
Illiya grins at Ezerak, her dimples flashing into view.
Shavay says, "Yes, I am a terror. Beware."
Illiya edges away from Shavay.
Sarcio ponders.
You chuckle.
Stelling nods at Shavay, obviously agreeing with his views.
Illiya asks Shavay, "It's not the bagpipes is it?"
Zersha says to Shavay, "You couldn't find a stick earlier, I'm not too worried."
Zersha looks at Shavay, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.
Shavay says to Illiya, "No, that's Stelling."
Ayrell says to Illiya, "Aerivyn was sharing a bit of information regarding the mercenary who attacked the Mountain Guard some time ago."
Shavay exclaims to Zersha, "There were FOUR bars there!"
Zersha giggles at Shavay.
You ask Miskton, "I love this drink, Miskton. It tastes good and it's strong. You recently came up with this?"
Miskton nods to you.
Stelling says to Shavay, "A Bard that can't find his way around bars? tsk tsk."
Stelling grins at Shavay.
You smile.
Aerivyn says, "Oh, right. There was a drink being shared."
Zersha takes a sip of her Expanse.
Aerivyn asks, "Is there a spare one I could try?"
Aerivyn grins.
Illiya asks Ayrell, "Is there any information about their motive?"
Miskton says, "Been working on the idea for a bit, finally got it just right. The color took a bit of practice."
Aerivyn says, "I do like drinks, and I came here for them."
Miskton takes a sip of his Expanse.
Equanimous as a statue, Shavay levels a black look on Stelling.
You nod.
Miskton waves the marble wand through a simple series of gestures. A frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse appears in his right hand!
Miskton offers Aerivyn a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Aerivyn accepts Miskton's Grey Expanse.
You say to Miskton, "It paid off. Thanks for sharing it."
Aerivyn says to Miskton, "Thank you."
Aerivyn nods politely to Miskton.
Miskton says, "Anybody else want to try a Grey Expanse? As long as you're okay with gin, I think it's quite nice."
Jaelia whispers something to Miskton.
Ezerak nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.
Kethrai says to Aerivyn, "Could the mysterious person behind the scenes be King Raenilar? Your description seems to fit."
Illiya exclaims to Miskton, "Sure!"
Zersha glances at Kethrai.
Shavay asks, "Does it taste like you're drinking a fir tree?"
Rileos groans.
Jaelia looks at Miskton and applauds!
Miskton offers Illiya a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Illiya grins at Shavay, her dimples flashing into view.
Illiya puts her brandy in her encompassing shadows.
Illiya accepts Miskton's Grey Expanse.
Ayrell says to Illiya, "A desire to integrate themselves within our walls for likely nefarious reasons, I believe was Aerivyn's words."
Illiya curtsies to Miskton.
Rileos says to Kethrai, "Gods I hope not, don't need that nonsense again."
Zersha says, "After he tucked tail, I dbout it."
Ezerak says, "That drink is quite good. I am generally not a fan of gin, but this works."
Zersha gazes off into the distance.
Miskton says to Shavay, "There's some juniper to it, but there's other flavors present."
You nod to Ezerak.
Jaelia asks, "We have a new drink?"
Zersha says, "That drink was stronger than I thought, I can't talk."
Zersha laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Stelling just tickled Zersha, making her laugh.
Miskton offers Jaelia a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Zersha squirms.
Jaelia accepts Miskton's Grey Expanse.
Zersha grins at Stelling, her dimples flashing into view.
Aerivyn says, "Hmm. I can't say that name came to mind. But with how little information we have, I think we're still at an 'anything is possible' point."
Jaelia sniffs at a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Illiya takes a sip of her Expanse.
Jaelia takes a sip of her Expanse.
Kethrai says to Zersha, "It could make sense of the roundabout tactics, though."
Shavay says, "Hrm. Alright, I'll try some."
Miskton waves the marble wand through a simple series of gestures. A frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse appears in his right hand!
Aerivyn takes a sip of her Expanse.
Jaelia says, "Oh, that is nice."
Miskton offers Shavay a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Shavay accepts Miskton's Grey Expanse.
Jaelia coughs.
Jaelia says, "Stil very nice."
Shavay sniffs at a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Jaelia begins to carefully examine a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Aerivyn says, "Oh, this is good."
Shavay takes a sip of his Expanse.
Aerivyn holds a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse high into the air for all to see.
Illiya exclaims to Miskton, "This is amazing!"
Zersha asks Kethrai, "Maybe, but he gave up Shard after having it in his grasp and slunk back to the desert to hide. Why come back?"
Stelling says to Zersha, "Same reason he slunk back to hide."
Stelling says, "None."
Stelling grins at Zersha.
Zersha grins at Stelling, her dimples flashing into view.
Shavay says, "Hm. The strawberry helps."
Ruea asks, "Oh are we drinking?"
You chuckle at Ruea.
Jaelia takes a sip of her Expanse.
Ruea says, "Alas, my hands are empty."
Ruea sighs.
Illiya says, "Strawberry always helps."
Aerivyn says to Ruea, "Trying to."
Miskton offers Ruea a frosted cocktail glass of Grey Expanse.
Rileos says to Ruea, "It -is- a social."
Aerivyn grins at Ruea.
Ruea accepts Miskton's Grey Expanse.
You say to Ruea, "Try the Expanse."
Ruea says to Miskton, "Such a nice boy."
Miskton grins.
Ezerak says, "Just don't get lost in it."
Kethrai says, "I always thought he left because he couldn't both hold Shard with military strength and keep his hold in the Velaka."
Ezerak chuckles.
Ruea takes a sip of her Expanse.
Stelling shrugs.
Zersha says to Kethrai, "His hold on Velaka? I assure you, it is not his."
Stelling says, "Not sure what hold he really has in the Velaka, but maybe."
Ruea asks, "Oh gods are we drinking while we talk politics?"
Ruea laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
You grin at Ruea.
Miskton chuckles.
Stelling asks Ruea, "The only way to do it eh?"
Jaelia laughs!
Aerivyn says to Ruea, "We took a wrong turn somewhere."
Ayrell laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
You say, "I must get back to training."
Ruea asks Ayrell, "Do I side with the Court I worked for during the incident or the one I work for now?"
Raising his Snake Bite scotch to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers!
Jaelia hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.
Ruea says to you, "Ew, no."
Shavay says, "Least we can do is share, so..."
Illiya hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.
Shavay gets a bottle of throat melter from inside his red backpack.
You say to Kehlbins, "It was good to fight by your side again."
Miskton nods politely to you.
Ruea wrinkles her nose.
Jaelia says to you, "Continue to do Good."
Shavay offers Miskton a bottle of throat melter.
Miskton accepts Shavay's throat melter.
You smile at Ruea.
Shavay says, "Here, have some of this."
Ruea takes a sip of her Expanse.
Illiya says to you, "Always good to see you."
Kehlbins smiles at you.
You nod to Jaelia.
Ayrell says to Ruea, "I am hoping your current court has no involvement, thus making choosing sides unnecessary."
Rileos says to you, "Good seein ya, been a spell."
Miskton says, "I think I've had this before, but it's been a while, so..."
Kehlbins says to you, "Don't be a stranger."
The redolent, fresh scent of falling rain surrounds Anuril.
Miskton grins.
You say to Jaelia, "Guide me when I don't."
Rileos raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.
Ruea says to Miskton, "You know for a very proper Moon Mage you are a wealth of bad-decision juice."
Nawain waves to you.
You smile.
You say, "Take care, everyone."
Sarcio nods to you.
Zersha grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.
>disband
Defaulting to GROUP disband. Type DISBAND HELP for more info.
You disband Kehlbins.
Ezerak chuckles at Ruea.
You drift east.</nowiki>

Tirost/Logs

2024-06-02T20:10:05Z

ARMAGNA:

Tirost

2024-04-25T12:37:02Z

ARMAGNA:

{{PC
|name=Tirost
|status=a
|race=Human
|gender=Male
|guild=Warrior Mage
|instance=Prime
|relat=Lymira
}}

==Appearance==
[[File:tirost-tb.png|right|300px|Tirost]]
You see Knight of Meraud Tirost Armagna, Telo'Getha of Zoluren, a Human Warrior Mage. 
Tirost has an oval face, silver-flecked crystal blue eyes and a straight nose. His dark brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin and an athletic build. 
He is a bit over average height for a Human. 
He has a tattoo of ominous black symbols on his left wrist. 
 
He is wearing a fur-trimmed black mantle clasped at the shoulder with a silversteel triskelion, a damite ring hauberk, a black steel mourning band inlaid with ivory lilies, a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel, a pair of black khadder pants fastened with animite studs and a pair of black leather boots with white meshor fox fur cuffs.
==Familiar==
[[File:pangovin.png|left|200px|Pangovin]]
His familiar, Pangovin, is a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes.

== Cherished Possessions ==
{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols  
|-
|
Tempered black haralun forms the sword's blade and crossguard, while animite adds a touch of depth to the arcane symbols that line the fuller. Surmounting the weapon is a hexagonal pommel of animite, which has been embossed with a wolf's head shrouded by an aura of flame over twin crossed swords. Highlighted by starry flecks of white, nightfire opals glitter in the eyes of the wolf, lending them bursts of silvery blue, deepest black, and pure crimson. 
 
''Commissioned by [[Anjinson]] from the legendary weaponsmith [[Squanto]] Longstalk. Anjinson gave it to Tirost as a gift. It was later enchanted by [[Sigzil]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a leather-bound black book inlaid with gold arcane symbols  
|-
|
Neatly inlaid into the black leather of the book's cover are arcane symbols representing different aspects of mana. Each symbol has been carefully crafted of polished gold and the pages are embellished with a subtle gold leafing on their edges. 
 
''This book was found in a cave near Arthe Dale that Tirost and [[Annais]] explored while searching for Vorclaf's crown. The book is heavy and nearly indestructible. The aether spirit Pangovin claims it is ancient and meant to be used as a weapon.''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves  
|-
|
A skillfully sculpted laurel branch encircles the lid of this glorious vessel, its nearly lifelike leaves framing the apex of a sturdy scroll handle. The handle itself, left free of ornamentation to provide a comfortable grip, runs from the top of the slightly tapered tankard to the decorative band of tracery surrounding the heavy base. A thick diamond-hide strap with a silversteel clasp loops through the handle for easy wear. 
 
''Given to Tirost by [[Casimira]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel  
|-
|
The large sheath is gripped by the bright metal at the throat, tip, and also by way of matching silversteel buckles that secure the heavy leather straps and allow it to be attached to a belt. A raven's feather and a hawk's feather are tied with a leather cord to one of the straps, and are the only touch of ornamentation to the piece. Thick lotusweave lines the inside and cradles weapons placed within.
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a braided copper ring  
|-
|
Engraved along the polished inner side of the band are the words, "Patience, Tenacity, and Endurance." 
 
''Given by [[Oscearo]].''
|}

==Poetry==
See the [[poetry of Tirost]].

==Background==
[[File:tirostmuse.jpg|right|300px|Tirost and his muse]]
Tirost was born in the lands around [[Laakmir]] in northwestern Therengia. His father, Daneolf, traveled throughout Kermoria trading, and sometimes returned with books, scrolls, codices of poetry and stories in Gamgweth and Common. Asara, Tirost's mother, loved literature and history, and taught Tirost and [[Lymira]] to read and write. 

When still very young, Tirost met the Elothean Moon Mage [[Malzard]]. Perhaps sensing the boy's aptitude for elemental mana, Malzard told Tirost of the Legendary Warrior Mage Galain. He also spoke of the necromancer [[Lyras]] and the events that lead to her downfall. When Tirost was twelve years old, his village experienced a tragedy, and he, his mother and his sister traveled south, where they resettled in his mother's homeland of the [[Wolf Clan]]. 

Though many in the Wolf Clan preferred oral traditions to the written word, Asara became a trusted lorekeeper and storyteller. She taught at the orphanage in the Middens, and Tirost often accompanied her and played with the other children. When he turned nineteen, Tirost was accepted by Gauthus into the Warrior Mage Guild.

==Adventures==
Shortly after joining the Warrior Mage Guild, Tirost became a member of the [[Tavern Troupe]] Performing Order, where the Speaker of the Order, [[Anjinson]] Shilanthor mentored him.

Tirost joined the defense of Zoluren against the Elpalzi. He fought in chaotic battles in Dirge and the Crossing, before participating in a ritual lead by the Moon Mage Trethom to penetrate the defenses of Sorrow's Keep, where Elpalzi leader [[Alret]] Fengral had encamped. It became known that Geva and Alret had served the demoness [[Maelshyve]], which prompted Tirost to delve deeper into the lore surrounding demons and necromancy. He began writing a play entitled ''The Fall of Lyras'', and sought out those who had fought the legendary necromancer, and those who had first hand knowledge of necromancy.

Later, when the War Lord [[Viggu]] raided Rossman's Landing and Therenborough, Tirost joined the defense of the Northlands organized by [[Klurn]] Odarien. Throughout the campaign, he became familiar with his fellow warrior mages [[Woten]], [[Mazrian]], [[Perune]] and [[Saragos]]. During that time, Tirost's research into demonlogy advanced considerably. He became familiar with the Philosophers [redacted], [[Briaen]] Huns and [redacted], and began to read the works of [[Zamidren]] Book, [[Jeihrem]] Kralissa, and [[Xerasyth]]. He also began to practice sorcery and experiment with connections to the Elemental Plane of Metal under the guidance of [[Woten]] and [redacted].

As [[Anduwen Watch]] prepared to assault Maelshyve's Fortress in Zaulfung, Tirost consulted Philosopher necromancers as to the best means of preventing the manifestation of the demon in the Plane of Abiding. [Redacted] and [redacted] spoke of a demon hunter, [[Osven]], how he had developed a potent alchemical substance that would prevent Maelshyve's manifestation. Tirost persuaded Perune to accept the vials and use them during the raid. Inflamed by a passionate disagreement on matters unrelated to the raid, [[Elec]] exposed Tirost as a sorcerer and called for his capture and interrogation.

[[File:tirofiremage.png|left|200px|Tirost]]
Unwilling to bring disgrace on the Tavern Troupe, Tirost resigned his position on the council. He was offered membership in the [[Order of the Dragon Shield]] by [[Mystylaine]] and he accepted. In this period, [[Lasika]] passed a notebook into Tirost's hands which contained in its scrawlings a code that lead to one of the many tunnels Lasika had either created or found. In exploring one of those tunnels, Tirost found what appeared to be an ancient crown. After researching the markings on the crown, its shape, and the stone which it bore, Tirost posited that Lasika may have found part of a crown that had belonged to House Sorvendig. Cryptic poetry of the period suggested that the stone inlaid in the crown fragment might have the ability to disrupt the magic necromancers employ to self-resurrect; however, as Tirost presented his findings, the Necro Lord [[Nefis]] severed Tirost's arm and stole the crown and the gem. Ultimately, Tirost sought the help of many allies and was able to recover the fragments of the crown, though Nefis was successful in destroying the gem.

Tirost left Kermoria on a journey in search of his former mentor [[Malzard]], but after several years returned as plans were being laid to land on the Basalt Isle and use the Sanyu Aes weapon to destroy Jehirem. Tirost served with the assault teams on the isle, witnessed the death of [[Zauldin]] and the effects of Sanyu Aes on the lich.

Back in Zoluren, Tirost was honored to perform a concert organized by [[TART]]. Most recently, he has shared information regarding Osven and necromancy at a lecture at Gealeranendae College and worked with Kintryn to organize the Therengian vanguard against the resurgent forces of the Red Bear Orc Chief Viggu. After being invited to join the [[Northern Watch]] by his best friend [[Crobin]], Tirost underwent the test called the Gauntlet and joined the Second Combat Unit.

==Story Arcs, Logs and In Character Fiction==
See [[Tirost/Logs|logs]].

Tirost

2024-02-19T18:40:46Z

ARMAGNA:

{{PC
|name=Tirost
|status=a
|race=Human
|gender=Male
|guild=Warrior Mage
|instance=Prime
|relat=Lymira
}}

==Appearance==
[[File:tirost-tb.png|right|300px|Tirost]]
You see Knight of Meraud Tirost Armagna, Telo'Getha of Zoluren, a Human Warrior Mage. 
Tirost has an oval face, silver-flecked crystal blue eyes and a straight nose. His dark brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin and an athletic build. 
He is a bit over average height for a Human. 
He has a tattoo of ominous black symbols on his left wrist. 
He is wearing a fur-trimmed black mantle clasped at the shoulder with a silversteel triskelion, a damite ring hauberk, a black steel mourning band inlaid with ivory lilies, a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel, a pair of black khadder pants fastened with animite studs and a pair of black leather boots with white meshor fox fur cuffs.
==Familiar==
[[File:pangovin.png|left|200px|Pangovin]]
His familiar, Pangovin, is a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes.

== Cherished Possessions ==
{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a haralun bastard sword inscribed with arcane symbols  
|-
|
Tempered black haralun forms the sword's blade and crossguard, while animite adds a touch of depth to the arcane symbols that line the fuller. Surmounting the weapon is a hexagonal pommel of animite, which has been embossed with a wolf's head shrouded by an aura of flame over twin crossed swords. Highlighted by starry flecks of white, nightfire opals glitter in the eyes of the wolf, lending them bursts of silvery blue, deepest black, and pure crimson. 
 
''Commissioned by [[Anjinson]] from the legendary weaponsmith [[Squanto]] Longstalk. Anjinson gave it to Tirost as a gift. It was later enchanted by [[Sigzil]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a leather-bound black book inlaid with gold arcane symbols  
|-
|
Neatly inlaid into the black leather of the book's cover are arcane symbols representing different aspects of mana. Each symbol has been carefully crafted of polished gold and the pages are embellished with a subtle gold leafing on their edges. 
 
''This book was found in a cave near Arthe Dale that Tirost and [[Annais]] explored while searching for Vorclaf's crown. The book is heavy and nearly indestructible. The aether spirit Pangovin claims it is ancient and meant to be used as a weapon.''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves  
|-
|
A skillfully sculpted laurel branch encircles the lid of this glorious vessel, its nearly lifelike leaves framing the apex of a sturdy scroll handle. The handle itself, left free of ornamentation to provide a comfortable grip, runs from the top of the slightly tapered tankard to the decorative band of tracery surrounding the heavy base. A thick diamond-hide strap with a silversteel clasp loops through the handle for easy wear. 
 
''Given to Tirost by [[Casimira]].''
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a dark leather sheath inlaid with silversteel  
|-
|
The large sheath is gripped by the bright metal at the throat, tip, and also by way of matching silversteel buckles that secure the heavy leather straps and allow it to be attached to a belt. A raven's feather and a hawk's feather are tied with a leather cord to one of the straps, and are the only touch of ornamentation to the piece. Thick lotusweave lines the inside and cradles weapons placed within.
|}

{| class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| - a braided copper ring  
|-
|
Engraved along the polished inner side of the band are the words, "Patience, Tenacity, and Endurance." 
 
''Given by [[Oscearo]].''
|}

==Poetry==
See the [[poetry of Tirost]].

==Background==
[[File:tirostmuse.jpg|right|300px|Tirost and his muse]]
Tirost was born in the lands around [[Laakmir]] in northwestern Therengia. His father, Daneolf, traveled throughout Kermoria trading, and sometimes returned with books, scrolls, codices of poetry and stories in Gamgweth and Common. Asara, Tirost's mother, loved literature and history, and taught Tirost and [[Lymira]] to read and write. 

When still very young, Tirost met the Elothean Moon Mage [[Malzard]]. Perhaps sensing the boy's aptitude for elemental mana, Malzard told Tirost of the Legendary Warrior Mage Galain. He also spoke of the necromancer [[Lyras]] and the events that lead to her downfall. When Tirost was twelve years old, his village experienced a tragedy, and he, his mother and his sister traveled south, where they resettled in his mother's homeland of the [[Wolf Clan]]. 

Though many in the Wolf Clan preferred oral traditions to the written word, Asara became a trusted lorekeeper and storyteller. She taught at the orphanage in the Middens, and Tirost often accompanied her and played with the other children. When he turned nineteen, Tirost was accepted by Gauthus into the Warrior Mage Guild.

==Adventures==
Shortly after joining the Warrior Mage Guild, Tirost became a member of the [[Tavern Troupe]] Performing Order, where the Speaker of the Order, [[Anjinson]] Shilanthor mentored him.

Tirost joined the defense of Zoluren against the Elpalzi. He fought in chaotic battles in Dirge and the Crossing, before participating in a ritual lead by the Moon Mage Trethom to penetrate the defenses of Sorrow's Keep, where Elpalzi leader [[Alret]] Fengral had encamped. It became known that Geva and Alret had served the demoness [[Maelshyve]], which prompted Tirost to delve deeper into the lore surrounding demons and necromancy. He began writing a play entitled ''The Fall of Lyras'', and sought out those who had fought the legendary necromancer, and those who had first hand knowledge of necromancy.

Later, when the War Lord [[Viggu]] raided Rossman's Landing and Therenborough, Tirost joined the defense of the Northlands organized by [[Klurn]] Odarien. Throughout the campaign, he became familiar with his fellow warrior mages [[Woten]], [[Mazrian]], [[Perune]] and [[Saragos]]. During that time, Tirost's research into demonlogy advanced considerably. He became familiar with the Philosophers [redacted], [[Briaen]] Huns and [redacted], and began to read the works of [[Zamidren]] Book, [[Jeihrem]] Kralissa, and [[Xerasyth]]. He also began to practice sorcery and experiment with connections to the Elemental Plane of Metal under the guidance of [[Woten]] and [redacted].

As [[Anduwen Watch]] prepared to assault Maelshyve's Fortress in Zaulfung, Tirost consulted Philosopher necromancers as to the best means of preventing the manifestation of the demon in the Plane of Abiding. [Redacted] and [redacted] spoke of a demon hunter, [[Osven]], how he had developed a potent alchemical substance that would prevent Maelshyve's manifestation. Tirost persuaded Perune to accept the vials and use them during the raid. Inflamed by a passionate disagreement on matters unrelated to the raid, [[Elec]] exposed Tirost as a sorcerer and called for his capture and interrogation.

[[File:tirofiremage.png|left|200px|Tirost]]
Unwilling to bring disgrace on the Tavern Troupe, Tirost resigned his position on the council. He was offered membership in the [[Order of the Dragon Shield]] by [[Mystylaine]] and he accepted. In this period, [[Lasika]] passed a notebook into Tirost's hands which contained in its scrawlings a code that lead to one of the many tunnels Lasika had either created or found. In exploring one of those tunnels, Tirost found what appeared to be an ancient crown. After researching the markings on the crown, its shape, and the stone which it bore, Tirost posited that Lasika may have found part of a crown that had belonged to House Sorvendig. Cryptic poetry of the period suggested that the stone inlaid in the crown fragment might have the ability to disrupt the magic necromancers employ to self-resurrect; however, as Tirost presented his findings, the Necro Lord [[Nefis]] severed Tirost's arm and stole the crown and the gem. Ultimately, Tirost sought the help of many allies and was able to recover the fragments of the crown, though Nefis was successful in destroying the gem.

Tirost left Kermoria on a journey in search of his former mentor [[Malzard]], but after several years returned as plans were being laid to land on the Basalt Isle and use the Sanyu Aes weapon to destroy Jehirem. Tirost served with the assault teams on the isle, witnessed the death of [[Zauldin]] and the effects of Sanyu Aes on the lich.

Back in Zoluren, Tirost was honored to perform a concert organized by [[TART]]. Most recently, he has shared information regarding Osven and necromancy at a lecture at Gealeranendae College and worked with Kintryn to organize the Therengian vanguard against the resurgent forces of the Red Bear Orc Chief Viggu. After being invited to join the [[Northern Watch]] by his best friend [[Crobin]], Tirost underwent the test called the Gauntlet and joined the Second Combat Unit.

==Story Arcs, Logs and In Character Fiction==
See [[Tirost/Logs|logs]].

File:Tirost-tb.png

2024-02-19T18:32:36Z

ARMAGNA: AI generated

== Summary ==
AI generated

Tirost/Logs/Jessa-and-Tir

2024-01-03T17:10:34Z

ARMAGNA: Created page with " <nowiki>[General] Your mind hears Huebald thinking, "Hengwild says there's enemies attacking the Northeast Gate." [General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Moving to engage." [General] Your mind hears Jessalyne thinking, "They're friendly." You drift northeast. [Northern Trade Road, Farmlands] Open grassland mingles with small farmsteads as the wide road passes through a cut where a low hill rises. The road is edged with tall hedges, apparently to keep cattle from wa..."

<nowiki>[General] Your mind hears Huebald thinking, "Hengwild says there's enemies attacking the Northeast Gate."
[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Moving to engage."
[General] Your mind hears Jessalyne thinking, "They're friendly."
You drift northeast.
[Northern Trade Road, Farmlands]
Open grassland mingles with small farmsteads as the wide road passes through a cut where a low hill rises. The road is edged with tall hedges, apparently to keep cattle from wandering into the orchards and vegetable plots you see beyond the heavy, guarding branches. Some distance to the south, you see the smoke and haze of a city of some size. Northwards, low hills rise against the sky. You also see a slender tip arrow, an ogre pelter, an ogre berserker, a veteran ogre youngling, an ogre shooter and some junk.
Obvious paths: northeast, southwest.
The veteran youngling begins to advance on you!
The veteran youngling is still a distance away from you and is closing steadily.
Shifting to form a grand alignment with the ring of fire at the apex, the interlocking rings upon your armband suddenly empower you with a charge of deep, primordial energy.
>target fb 34
You trace a geometric sigil in the air, shaping the pattern of the Fire Ball spell.
You begin to weave mana lines into a target pattern around a veteran ogre youngling.
>slap youngling
With a sharp overhand motion, you send a focused blast of air directly at a veteran ogre youngling!
The fierce blast of wind lands a glancing strike to a veteran ogre youngling's abdomen!
>wield my black book in my sling bag
You draw out your black book from the sling bag, gripping it firmly in your right hand.
The veteran youngling closes to pole weapon range on you!
The veteran youngling stops you from advancing any farther!
You're fairly certain this area is lawless and unsafe.
The ogre berserker begins to advance on you!
The ogre berserker is still a distance away from you and is closing steadily.
The veteran youngling closes to melee range on you!
>harn 33
You tap into the mana from thirty-three of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 2 sec.
Your formation of a targeting pattern around a veteran ogre youngling has completed.
>harn 33
You tap into the mana from thirty-three of the surrounding streams and add it to the huge amount already streaming around you.
Roundtime: 2 sec.
An ogre shooter turns to face you.
* In a weak and directionless display of aggression, an ogre shooter fires a slender tip arrow at you. You dodge.
The slender tip arrow lands nearby!
[You're winded, mighty, incredibly balanced and overwhelming your opponent.]
>pathway focus damage
You focus on manipulating an aethereal pathway to enhance the damage of your targeted spells.
>cast
You gesture at a veteran ogre youngling.
You contribute your harnessed streams to increase the pattern's potential.
A massive ball of flame flies at a veteran ogre youngling!
The fireball contracts and gains speed as it nears a veteran ogre youngling!
The fireball explodes close to it, singeing its neck.
You feel fully rested.
The ogre berserker closes to pole weapon range on you!
You notice Jessalyne attempting to conceal her spell preparations despite her invisibility.
You hear a soft humming from nearby.
>justice
Nvalia just arrived.
You're fairly certain this area is lawless and unsafe.
>target cl 34
You trace a geometric sigil in the air, shaping the pattern of the Chain Lightning spell.
You begin to weave mana lines into a targeting pattern centered around yourself, seeking out anything obviously hostile around you.
An icy blade circling you lands a hard hit to a veteran ogre youngling's back!
>put my book in my sling bag
You put your book in your sling bag.
>wield my greatsword
* In a weak and directionless display of aggression, a veteran ogre youngling jabs wide at you. You block solidly with a small diamond-hide shield.
[You're winded, mighty, incredibly balanced and overwhelming your opponent.]
Nvalia picks up a slender tip arrow.
Nvalia puts her arrow in her sailcloth quiver.
You draw out your greatsword from the leather pack, gripping it firmly in your right hand and balancing with your left.
>maneuver cleave
Sahhrik just arrived.
The ogre berserker closes to melee range on you!
You lower your shoulders and steady your weapon.
Swiftly, you attempt to cleave through a veteran ogre youngling with your greatsword!
Your greatsword lands a heavy strike to a veteran ogre youngling's back!
A veteran ogre youngling howls in pain, then pitches forward onto its face and goes still.
[You're incredibly balanced]
Roundtime: 3 sec.
Sahhrik runs northeast.
Nvalia goes northeast.
* Ineptly, an ogre pelter fires a slender tip arrow at you. You block solidly with a small diamond-hide shield.
The slender tip arrow lands nearby!
[You're winded, mighty, incredibly balanced and overwhelming your opponent.]
* With pathetic timing, an ogre berserker slices wide at you. You block with a small diamond-hide shield.
[You're winded, mighty, incredibly balanced and overwhelming your opponent.]
You feel fully rested.
>sheath my greatsword in my pack
You sheathe the greatsword in your leather pack.
>wield my lance
You draw out your lance from the leather pack, gripping it firmly in your right hand and balancing with your left.
>maneuver impale
You take a step back and angle your lance behind you.
You turn to face an ogre berserker.
Swiftly, you launch an assault with wide swipes of your lance!
Your lance lands an awesome strike to an ogre berserker's abdomen!
An ogre berserker howls in pain, then pitches forward onto its face and goes still.
[You're incredibly balanced]
Roundtime: 3 sec.
A huge dirt construct stomps in.
An ogre youngling lumbers into sight, glancing around.
>sheath my lance in my pack
You sheathe the lance in your leather pack.
>harn 33
You tap into the mana from thirty-three of the surrounding streams and attempt to keep it channeling in a stream around you.
Roundtime: 2 sec.
The frosty vapor surrounding you coalesces into an icy blade that joins the six deadly weapons already twirling about you.
The dirt construct begins to advance on an ogre pelter.
>harn 33
You tap into the mana from thirty-three of the surrounding streams and add it to the huge amount already streaming around you.
Roundtime: 2 sec.
Your ka'hurst hauberk begins to grow cooler.
* In a weak and directionless display of aggression, an ogre shooter fires a slender tip arrow at you. You block solidly with a small diamond-hide shield.
The slender tip arrow lands nearby!
[You're winded, mighty, incredibly balanced and overwhelming your opponent.]
>cast
You thrust your left arm before you, fingers splayed.
You contribute your harnessed streams to increase the pattern's potential.
A storm of blinding white lightning arcs from your fingertips!
An ogre youngling stares in shock at the remains of its left leg as it is blown completely off its body by a lightning bolt.
The ogre youngling is severely stunned!
The ogre youngling howls and falls over, grabbing its wounded leg.
A lightning bolt tears into an ogre pelter's back like a blast from Firulf's staff.
An ogre pelter howls in pain, then pitches forward onto its face and goes still.
A lightning bolt tears into an ogre shooter's back like a blast from Firulf's staff.
An ogre shooter howls in pain, then pitches forward onto its face and goes still.
The complementary nature of the spell empowers you.
>look
[Northern Trade Road, Farmlands]
Open grassland mingles with small farmsteads as the wide road passes through a cut where a low hill rises. The road is edged with tall hedges, apparently to keep cattle from wandering into the orchards and vegetable plots you see beyond the heavy, guarding branches. Some distance to the south, you see the smoke and haze of a city of some size. Northwards, low hills rise against the sky. You also see an ogre youngling that appears stunned, a huge dirt construct, a slender tip arrow, a slender tip arrow, an ogre pelter which appears dead, an ogre berserker which appears dead, a veteran ogre youngling which appears dead, an ogre shooter which appears dead and some junk.
Also here: Philosopher Jessalyne who is almost invisible.
Obvious paths: northeast, southwest.
The dirt construct begins to advance on an ogre youngling.
>slap youngling
With a sharp overhand motion, you send a focused blast of air directly at an ogre youngling!
The fierce blast of wind lands an earth-shaking strike to an ogre youngling's chest!
An ogre youngling howls in pain until its eyes glaze over and it stops.
>smile
You smile.
The dirt construct stops advancing since an ogre youngling is dead.
You say, "They're not friendly."
>search
You search around for a moment.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
You notice the vague silhouette of Jessalyne.
You hear the voice of Jessalyne say, "For ogres."
>chuckle
You chuckle.
You hear the voice of Jessalyne say, "This is downright hospitable."
You ask, "You lead the discussion recently at the monastery, no?"
You hear the voice of Jessalyne say, "I did."
You say, "If you would ever be willing to share some of what was said, I'd appreciate it."
Jessalyne says, "Aye, I can do that."
>smile
You smile.
Jessalyne scans the area briefly.
You say, "Let me know when you're free."
Jessalyne says, "After this perhaps."
The surface of a huge dirt construct's head shudders, its mottled surface briefly revealing a scarlet glow.
>nod
You nod.
>northeast
You notice Jessalyne attempting to conceal her spell preparations.
Jessalyne lazily waves her hand about as she quietly hums a catchy tune.
You drift northeast.
...
>send Jessalyne Looks mostly clear. If you get free, and wish to speak, perhaps we can meet at the Darkstone Inn in Dirge.
You hear your mental voice echo to Jessalyne, "Looks mostly clear. If you get free, and wish to speak, perhaps we can meet at the Darkstone Inn in Dirge."
You project your thoughts to Jessalyne.
[Knife Clan, Triage]
Low groans rising from the injured fill the cramped alcove as wounded hunters and warriors receive aid. Mattresses line the walls, about half occupied by recovering patients. The floor is almost entirely covered by a dark red stain, paying testament to the enthusiasm of the field surgeons. An ominous bone saw leans against the wall, obviously a favorite method of treatment. You also see an ethereal vela'tohr thicket and the surgeon Dokt.
Also here: Chiwah who is lying down and Ravanax who is lying down.
Obvious exits: east.
You notice as a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes prances into the room.
Your spell's cycle fails due to the peaceful nature of the area.
The chilling vapor surrounding you dissipates slowly.
The seven frost-covered blades circling around you shatter into a fine icy mist.
The shifting winds blowing from behind you die down.
>touch thick
You reach out to touch the thicket and an ethereal vela'tohr thicket from within extends a green branch, soft leaves curling against your flesh with a cool tingle. You feel an empathic connection forming between you and the vela'tohr thicket.
[Personal] Your mind hears Jessalyne thinking, "<to you>" "Aye, works for me. I'll meet you there."
Your wounds tingle in cool relief and a swaying plant dancing to a melody only heard by the vela'tohr in the thicket rustles in apparent pain.
The external scars on your left hand appear completely healed.
>heal
Hsuta just touched Ravanax.
Your body feels at full strength.
Your spirit feels full of life.
You have no significant injuries.
Hsuta just touched Chiwah.
Hsuta touches you.
You feel a warmth radiate from Hsuta's touch.
You have a brief sensation that leaves your wounds tingling.
>nod hsuta
You nod to Hsuta.
Ravanax puts his textbook in his leather backpack.
Hsuta shakes your hand.
>send Jessalyne On my way.
You hear your mental voice echo to Jessalyne, "On my way."
You project your thoughts to Jessalyne.
...
>go inn
[Dirge, Darkstone Inn]
The main room of the Inn, once well decorated and painted but now decayed and faded, still serves as a gathering place for those who dwell here or for the rare traveller. A long wooden bar, now splintered and broken in many places, still stands at the far end of the room, while a scattering of tables gives the few patrons someplace to sit. You also see the main exit, a faded menu written on a large sheet of crudely tanned parchment, a bartender, a dark corner, the back bar and Philosopher Velzor.
Also here: Philosopher Jessalyne.
Obvious exits: none.
>smile
You smile.
You say, "Thanks for coming."
>look jessa
You see Philosopher Jessalyne Anlorma, Heir to the Font, a Human.
Jessalyne has an expressive oval face with high cheekbones and arched brows, faint crow's feet at the corners of striking viridian eyes, a strong, wide nose and full upturned lips framed by tiny dimples. Her lustrous, lightly peppered smoke-black hair is waist-length and loosely curled, and is worn swept up by a set of etched glitvire wood combs and allowed to tumble freely down the back. She has smooth dark brown skin and a plump but shapely and well-proportioned figure.
She is statuesque for a Human.
Skillfully applied cosmetics accent her natural beauty, giving her lips a night-black tint.
She appears to be in her prime.
Her forearm has a tattoo of a curved knife shaded in the brilliant hues of a sunrise.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pair of forged iron earrings shaped in a slightly twisted spiral, an enveloping incarnadine camlet cape coat with dark smokewood buttons, a tight black high-necked sweater, a slender arm knife affixed with a sungold-inlaid hilt, a polished iron ring with an eye-shaped setting holding a dawnbreak diamond, a Musparan silk belt sash with a black leather whip and a sleek diacan shotel hanging from it, some tight-fitting black shadesatin leggings and some knee-high polished black leather boots with low heels.
Jessalyne nods.
>get my tank
You get a burnished silversteel tankard crowned with laurel leaves from inside your sling bag.
The bartender places a mug of Greenherb tea on the bar.
Jessalyne gets a mug of Greenherb tea from atop a long wooden bar.
You say, "I'm curious about the meeting at the monastery - a discussion of ethics, I believe."
Jessalyne nods.
Jessalyne asks, "How familiar with the Philosophy of the Knife are you?"
You say, "Reasonably familiar for an outsider."
You notice a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes rub against Jessalyne for a moment.
Jessalyne nods.
>open my tank
You flip open the lid on your silversteel tankard.
You ask, "How advanced are you in the study of the Great Work?"
Leaning against a wall, Philosopher Velzor crosses his arms and adopts a bored expression.
Jessalyne slowly says, "I think I may be closer than most."
Jessalyne says, "That is part of why I am here."
You nod.
You ask, "Did many attend the meeting?"
Jessalyne says, "About a dozen. More than I expected. Mostly gawkers."
>chuckle
You chuckle.
Jessalyne says, "Without getting too far into intra-organizational politics, there is something of a crisis happening within my organization. A quiet one."
Jessalyne says, "I should like to see people get back on track so to speak."
You ask, "May I ask what the faultlines are between the factions?"
>drink my tank
Raising the tankard, you drink deeply from the Dwarven ale inside. Thick and rich!
Jessalyne furrows her brow.
Jessalyne slowly says, "Kigot's original vision included everyone."
You ask, "Everyone? For transendence?"
Jessalyne nods.
Jessalyne says, "Liberation for all."
You ask, "Book teaches a more individual practice than Kigot?"
Jessalyne says, "The Necromancer is just the first step. There is a moral imperative written into the Work that has fallen by the wayside."
Jessalyne carefully says, "Book is a true believer. But Book is one man, in a difficult position, and students have never been enamored by his behavior."
>nod
You nod.
Jessalyne says, "I've been a Necromancer for over thirty years, and I have never met the man that damned me in the flesh."
You say, "Indeed. I've heard many complaints that he is too tight lipped."
Jessalyne nods.
You gaze thoughtfully at Jessalyne.
Jessalyne says, "It's because the function the third generation was meant to serve isn't really aided by his direct instruction."
Jessalyne says, "Which-- I can respect pragmatism, but that ain't good enough."
>drink my tank
Raising the tankard, you drink deeply from the Dwarven ale inside. Thick and rich!
Jessalyne says, "I won't see the Philosophy degrade into another bloody, vain cult."
Jessalyne says, "Especially not when we are so close."
>glance jessa
You glance at Jessalyne, a female Human.
You say, "You seem confident in a way I've never heard before."
Jessalyne takes a sip of her tea.
You say, "What is your name, if I may ask? I am called Tirost."
Jessalyne softly says, "I know things my contemporaries do not know, or will not accept."
Jessalyne smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.
Jessalyne says, "Jessalyne Anlorma. Don't mistake me though, I ain't a mighty necrolord or anything."
You nod to Jessalyne.
You say, "I can't say I've met many humble necromancers. It's a pleasure."
You ask, "With respect, many necromancers feel they have some unique insight. Their perceptions are not always reliable. What makes you confident you are closer than others?"
Jessalyne says, "Reasonable observation. I can lay out my evidence if you wish."
Jessalyne takes a sip of her tea.
You say, "I would like that very much."
Jessalyne nods.
Jessalyne says, "Let's see. Where to begin, eh... you know the thanatological link is a transference link, perhaps. We are using Empathy, albeit in a different way."
>scratch storm cat
You scratch your cat, which purrs in contentment.
Philosopher Velzor takes a knife out of his robe and runs a stone against its edge, sharpening it.
You say, "That's interesting. I've never heard it put that way."
You ask, "The thanatological link would be to what then? The Hunger?"
Jessalyne shakes her head.
You notice as a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes meows loudly.
Jessalyne says, "It really is a transference link, albeit a corrupted one."
Jessalyne says, "Empaths can't do what we do, obviously, and it harms them terribly to try. But."
>drink my tank
Raising the tankard, you drink deeply from the Dwarven ale inside.
Jessalyne says, "They have tried. And done it. In living memory, even. It's what K'Eksharo did to Lyras."
Jessalyne says, "Broke her Empathy, or what it had been twisted into, and shattered her ability to... mmph. Do many of the things she did."
You ask, "Was that the Empath who was present just before Malzard cast his spell which wrought her destruction? Or something that occured earlier?"
Jessalyne says, "Asrea was the conduit. Her Empathy was ravaged by it too, I understand, though not as bad as him."
>nod jessa
You nod to Jessalyne.
Jessalyne says, "Empathy is frighteningly powerful. But it's got obvious limits."
Jessalyne says, "Transcendence is, after a fashion, what it says on the tin. Sufficiently powerful Empaths will Ascend. We will Transcend."
Jessalyne says, "Necromancy is the high sorcery of Being. That is the refinement."
Jessalyne says, "It is what the Alchemy of Flesh was intimating-- the way necromantic refinement can lead to actual eternal life, absolute command over your being."
Jessalyne furrows her brow.
You ask, "Will you tell me of the difference between the sort of mastery gained through necromancy and transcendence compared to empathy and acension?"
Jessalyne nods.
You notice as a storm-grey cat with gold-flecked crystal blue eyes licks at one of its paws.
Jessalyne says, "Empathy is fettered, inherently. Even ignoring what their own guild does to them, as their power grows, so do the drawbacks."
Jessalyne says, "You might've heard of some of the First Empaths. Trylaine and such. Can't even maintain their own bodies. There's no boundary. You have all this power but using it in any fashion harms you."
Jessalyne says, "I have reason to believe, though not enough solid proof, that Empathy actually predates the Immortals on this plane."
>raise eyebrow jessa
You raise an eyebrow in Jessalyne's direction.
Jessalyne says, "It exists independently of them and it seems to me like they can't actually control it directly very well."
You ask, "Empathy specifically? Or life magic generally?"
Jessalyne says, "Empathy specifically."
Jessalyne says, "Now, from whence did Empathy spring? Donno. Seems to be a natural feature of the plane, but it was also altered dramatically in the past too."
Jessalyne ponders.
Jessalyne says, "Anyhow, Transcendence is access to the state of being that Ascension stories imply, but without the myriad drawbacks of being able to feel everyone's pain all the time."
>nod
You nod.
You say, "More control."
Jessalyne nods.
You say, "Yet many Philosophers have supected those who teach the arts that lead to transcendence also limit their students."
Jessalyne ponders.
Jessalyne slowly says, "Necromancers have some culture problems."
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
Jessalyne grins sheepishly.
Jessalyne says, "Being hunted all the time makes you a certain kind of way."
>nod
You nod.
Jessalyne says, "Nevermind the damage our attunement does, which is different for everyone."
[General] Your mind hears Jaelia thinking, "Happy Anlas of Phelim's Vigil. As it is the best time of our day and night, how is the rest of the world and community?"
Jessalyne says, "Everything becomes about power, because thinking about power is how you survive."
You say, "It's a strategy, certainly."
Jessalyne says, "It's like any other gang of criminals in a lot of ways."
Jessalyne says, "So aye, there's them that observe that we are not being told everything, which is true."
Philosopher Velzor exchanges a few words with a nearby passerby, who quickly moves on afterward.
You ask, "But you've learned something you believe brings the world closer to universal transcendence?"
Jessalyne nods.
Jessalyne says, "Or at least the next step to it."
You ask, "What would that involve?"
Jessalyne says, "There's at least one Transcendi, maybe two? And a half, but he's weird."
>chuckle
You chuckle.
You ask, "The old man outside of Shard?"
Jessalyne nods.
Jessalyne says, "Jonathan Kigot in the flesh. Whole reason I am here and not holed up in the desert still. Can't stand the bastard."
You ask, "That's a theory, but you state it as a fact. How are you certain?"
Jessalyne says, "I asked him who he was to his face and for all the grand arrayed powers of divinity at his beck and call now he has a really, really bad poker face."
>smile
You smile.
Jessalyne says, "But also the timing and the actions all fit."
Jessalyne says, "What he is doing now is filtering for candidates."
Jessalyne says, "Shuffling the quitters off back to the Immortals-- I imagine he does feel genuinely bad for them-- and seeing who else is worth a damn."
You ask, "And the immortals would allow that to happen?"
Jessalyne says, "I genuinely believe there is nothing they can do to him now but isolate him, and that honestly seems to be hurting him enough."
Philosopher Velzor takes a knife out of his robe and runs a stone against its edge, sharpening it.
Jessalyne quietly says, "I don't think he believes what he wrote anymore, exactly, but I think he believes something like it, and... I think he is also very, very lonely."
You say, "He would not be the first necromancer to feel that way."
>act touches his gweth.
(Tirost touches his gweth.)
You frown.
Jessalyne says, "No kidding, eh. Loneliness kills Philosophers. Turns them into Necromancers."
You say, "Forgive me. I am being called away."
Jessalyne nods.
You say, "This has been facinating to say the least."
Jessalyne says, "Was nice chattin' a bit."
You say, "Thank you for meeting with me."
Jessalyne takes a sip of her tea.
>close my tank
You flip the lid on your silversteel tankard closed.
>stow right
You put your tankard in your sling bag.
You say, "Perhaps we can meet again another time."
Jessalyne says, "Do let me know if you got other questions."
Jessalyne nods.
>smile
You smile.
>bow jessa
You bow to Jessalyne.
You say, "Count on it."
You say, "Farewell till then, Jessalyne."
Jessalyne nods amiably.
Jessalyne says, "Take care."</nowiki>

Tirost/Logs

2024-01-03T17:07:34Z

ARMAGNA:

Tirost/Poetry

2023-12-30T04:44:01Z

ARMAGNA:

==Sonnets==
===Elvish Sonnet===
''Context: Written for [[Mysterys]] and performed during [[Tirost]]'s audition for the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
Have you ever loved an elf? 
'Tis not easy, please believe, 
Though passion be so truly felt 
To risk one's heart with grief 
 
By gazing long in sparkling eyes 
Or kissing dimpled cheeks, 
For I, ere long, will waste and die 
And another love she'll seek, 
 
For then I'll lie in darksome grave 
While beauty graces she, 
And thoughts of me will surely fade, 
Though this gives some relief: 
 
The love for her I have right now 
Outweighs a thousand years without. 
 
===Mystylaine and Rekon Wedding Sonnet===
''Context: Written and performed for the wedding celebration of [[Mystylaine]] and [[Rekon]].'' 
 
These rolling waves that break upon the shore, 
Sometimes pulling, sometimes reaching, in a 
Cycle endless – so too does love endure, 
Though in motion, yet never quite the same. 
 
So too, sweet friends, may your love forever 
Push and pull you together, and make strong 
The loving bonds that all here now tether 
Between Mysty and her belov'd Rekon 
 
Let no pain or cold fear unlatch these hearts, 
Fair gods and goddesses of love divine - 
But keep them strong together or apart, 
And like the timeless stars, let their love shine! 
 
So raise a glass with me, dear friends, and cheer: 
Joy to our friends for all the coming years! 
 
===For Casimira===
''Context: Written for [[Casimira]] shortly after [[Tirost]] left the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
In all of nature's glory I have yet 
To find your equal, sweet friend, and never 
Shall, though I, like the bright [[immortals]], get 
To walk this wonderous world forever. 
 
For you are the true daughter of Kindness 
And Beauty, whose auburn hair and spark'ling 
Eyes do force Pain and Sorrow to their knees, 
Whose voice, to my wintry soul, calls up Spring 
 
And whose warm friendship thaws the biting frost, 
Calling, from the once frozen earth of my 
Soul, new life – fresh, green and with color tossed - 
Like wildflowers that in th' meadows lie. 
 
For when you pressed into my hand your key, 
It's like it all just fell away from me. 
 
===For a Friend===
''Context: Written for a friend, and never performed publicly.'' 
 
Many flowers no doubt your fingers brushed 
Since first you were full warned to leave them be, 
But from me now no warning loud, nor hushed, 
But wish for you to dance among them free, 
 
Save one that to me the gods did entrust 
To share only with the partner solely mine, 
Nourishing with love, care, and happy lust 
Grown in health and beauty transcending time. 
 
And let us meet together, friend, ‘neath sun 
Or shining stars, and you share of rolling 
Flower fields, and I’ll share the love of one, 
With one law only between us holding: 
 
Unless some single timeless love you seek, 
You from me all tender affection keep. 
 
==Odes==
===For Annais===
''Context: Written for [[Annais]] when she and [[Tirost]] were getting to know each other, and was performed in part at their wedding.'' 
 
O my friend Annais! 
How I thank the gods 
That you are not a [[human]], 
And I am no [[Kaldar]], 
 
Else there would be no other choice, 
But to summon all my skill, 
Seeking nothing but your heart 
To win forever with my quill! 
 
And when one day they’d find me, 
In some lonely, distant cave, 
Tomes they’d find beside my corpse, 
And they’d turn from page to page, 
 
And every word they find there 
Of my muse’s peerless verse, 
Would sing of all your virtues, 
Poets through out time would then rehearse 
 
All the poems that you brought to life 
Sung on high to kings and queens! 
And poor folks who found themselves in love, 
And find there ecstasy! 
 
But hidden in that timeless verse, 
Would hold a phantom pain, 
That one could never quite pin down, 
But feel it in one’s veins, 
 
For the poet who had penned that verse 
Would in a moment sacrifice 
All the verse he’d ever write 
To gaze at stars fast by your side, 
 
For nothing I could ever write 
Will get so near the mark 
To represent with petty words 
The living poem that you are. 
 
But the gods are full of mercy, 
And fate had us divide, 
You a lovely Kaldar, 
And I of human kind. 
 
===For the Celebration of Ilithi Culture===
''Context: Written and performed for the poetry contest at the Celebration of [[Ilithi]] Culture. This entry won first prize.'' 
 
I thank you for the privilege 
To sing my muse’s song 
Though I am not Ilithi, 
My heart belongs to one. 
 
So let me weave with verdant words 
A garland for this faire 
With every word a blossom 
For all of us to share. 
 
For though our past is checkered 
With drops of bitter blood, 
Between us all I do believe 
There is still hope for love! 
 
For heroes do I see here! 
With swords and bows and staffs, 
And healers and performers, 
with wits that make me laugh! 
 
And though Ilithi culture 
Is more than any single race, 
Let me sing of elven folk 
Who shape our current age, 
 
For when dread forces seek to march 
Folk in chains do they prefer, 
It is a warrior’s honor 
To cast spells with [[Mordimer]], 
 
And after hard fought victory, 
Drink a cup of something strong, 
With charismatic [[Synamon]] 
While [[Allye]] sings a song! 
 
Or debate a magic theory 
With [[Voyle]] or [[Kehlbins]] wise, 
Or take my wounds to [[Kaelie]] 
When I cannot find my wife. 
 
And [[Lydena]] and [[Bellicia]] 
Make sure we’re never bored, 
They share artistic genius 
Like no others in the world! 
 
O folk of fair Ilithi! 
And this city, brilliant [[Shard]] 
May gods rain upon you blessings! 
May you shine ever like a star! 
 
Let not the past our future dim 
With prejudice and hate, 
But dream what we together 
United will create! 
 
And when we’ve come together 
We've been nothing less than great 
And these fair times we live in now 
Are Elanthi’s golden age! 
 
===Champions of the Joust===
''Context: Written to celebrate the champions of the [[423 World Jousting Tournament|World Jousting Tournament]], and performed at the awards ball.'' 
 
They say that once, in depths of time, 
Four [[moons]] had graced the sky, 
Until the [[World Dragon|dragon]] from one burst 
To feed on all Elathi's life, 
 
But for the song of [[Peri'el]], 
The notes of history, 
That in a flowing, epic verse 
Keeps the dragon held in sleep. 
 
O, you mighty jousters! 
Who like the thunder's bolt, 
Or a crashing, frothy wave 
That breaks upon the shore, 
 
Exert such force and beauty, 
Buttressed by your skill, 
And that of your most trusted mount, 
Bound together in one will! 
 
You who are world champions, 
And all those who held th' lance, 
You add a verse full perfect, 
And Peri'el's song advance! 
 
Lo, you mighty champions! 
Hold your heads up high! 
Your deeds with timeless glory shine, 
Your names forever bright! 
 
===The Sword of Squanto===
''Context: An [[Anjinson|anonymous benefactor]] commissioned a [[haralun]] bastard sword for [[Tirost]]. The following was written for a story telling event put on by the [[Order of the Black Fox]]; however, it was never performed publicly.'' 
 
Sing! My dancing, happy muse, 
Of this, my fearsome sword, 
How it began a flaming ball 
And through the heavens soared, 
 
Till breaking deep into the earth, 
Ore waiting to be mined, 
Till someone dug it from the depths 
And to [[Squanto]] did provide 
 
There he beat the precious ore, 
Sparks from it flew once more! 
Blazing with his hammer's stroke 
Until perfect in its form. 
 
Then Squanto passed his masterwork 
To the merry [[gnome]], 
[[Tinkery]] is what she's called 
And from Tinkery my own. 
 
And this might be the history 
Of my peerless blade, 
But in truth, sing on my muse, 
Of what's hidden in the shade, 
 
For someone paid a heavy price 
For me to wield this sword: 
Their identity is hid from me, 
So Tinkery has sworn. 
 
So through a hidden person's love 
My story is enriched! 
And so my quest to spread that love 
Will never end while I exist! 
 
===For Betlind===
''Context: Written for Betlind upon the occasion of achieving the 200th circle in the Paladin guild.'' 
 
I sing a song of Betlind, 
The knight of many deeds, 
The dread of devouring evil, 
A light to those in need. 
 
Her hammer smites her enemies, 
Or forges sturdy mail, 
Her stokes with fire sparkling, 
Her skill beyond compare. 
 
In speech she's kind and courteous, 
But her will is haralun cast. 
Countless many lives she's saved. 
Her shield Death cannot pass. 
 
Elegant in courtly dance, 
In battle, inspiring. 
Her tachi like a lighting flash. 
Her smile like blooms of Spring. 
 
The one who fell so long ago 
Before young Betlind's eyes, 
With the gods now raises cup 
To cheer her full of pride! 
 
At inns they chant her name aloud, 
And drink to her good health. 
Stories of her deeds they tell 
To wreath her in renown. 
 
Though no circle yet remaining 
For true Betlind to ascend, 
Let her time spent here among us 
Not soon reach its end. 
 
===For Selame and Akeiro===
''Context: Written for Selame and Akeiro for their wedding celebration.'' 
 
Some friends I've met while training 
Have shown me many things: 
How to effective magic use, 
And what snacks are fit for kings! 
 
They have wondrous humor senses, 
And wit and spirits high, 
Yet when called to fearsome combat, 
None can their skill deny, 
 
And now like stars and evening, 
Like the sun and cooling breeze, 
Or sprinkles on a doughnut, 
The gods have brought together these 
 
Gifted Prydaen warriors, 
In bonds of love and trust. 
May it ever bring them happiness, 
When times are good, or when they're bust, 
 
For few things are more precious 
Than a partner in the world, 
To walk through all the seasons, 
And snack-filled cloths to then unfurl 
 
Therein that moment's perfect spot 
To watch the setting sun, 
The glinting of the diamond stars, 
With two souls joined as one. 
 
==Ballads==
===The Ballad of Lasika===
''Context: [[Tirost]] interviewed [[Lasika]] in [[Dirge]], and asked her about if he could hear of one of her greatest adventures. He develped the following ballad and performed it as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O sing, my dancing, happy muse, 
Whose feet on sunshine tap 
Of tales from hapless Lasika, 
Who goat’s milk loves to lap, 
 
Begin the tale in days gone by 
‘Fore Lasi’s mane was shaved 
When missions she and all her team 
Fought for matters then most grave. 
 
Though Lasika and her trusted friends, 
Of [[Prydaen]]s and [[Rakash]], 
And others who perhaps like me 
Came from different stock, 
 
Tracked a dang’rous [[necromancer|necroman]] 
Through paths of [[Therengia]], 
But spent more time with drink at Inns 
Than in fights for [[Kermoria]], 
 
If Lasika you’ve seen or met, 
You know she has great charm, 
But then she was, or so I’m told, 
One to raise alarm 
 
From all true folk of virtue, 
Who felt the tug of lust 
For the stories of her in those days 
Would make the maidens blush! 
 
And while drinking with her mates 
One night, by an abby at an Inn, 
She met a gorgeous Rakash gal 
And seduced her with her grin – 
 
Or, my happy, laughing muse, 
Had it more to do with drink? 
But let us not split many hairs, 
For she left Lasi with a wink. 
 
So late that night, swift Lasika 
Took her hook and rope, 
And scaled the wall that stood between 
Her and the heart she'd smote. 
 
And crept she through the abby 
Where her lovely Rakash slept, 
And swiftly through the abby's halls, 
Into her lover's bed she swept. 
 
Waking with her soft caress, 
Lasi took her lover's hand, 
And the two then made their way 
To make good on Lasi's plan! 
 
O radiant muse, who sings all things, 
Hint but do not tell! 
Of all the wild, passionate things 
Which that night befell 
 
Those lovers sweet in moonlight, 
'Tween Pryd'n and Rakash 
That but for the empath's touch 
Would still mark Lasika! 
 
And when the morning sun arose, 
And the abby stirred to life, 
What Las had thought a storage place 
Was the abbots chambers nigh, 
 
And though deaf to all the night before 
The impassioned, wild cries 
Still, though old, the abbot had 
The working of his eyes, 
 
And he took Lasi by the ear 
And cast her out from there, 
But she regretted not a bit 
What she and her lover shared. 
 
O thank you, brilliant Lasika 
For the food you feed my muse! 
She hopes to do you honor 
With this song we sing for you! 
 
===The Ballad of Galain===
''Context: [[Tirost]] was raised on stories of the legendary Warrior Mage [[Galain]], and he wrote the following ballad as a way to celebrate and remember him. The following was preformed by Tirost and [[Casimira]] as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Lover's Day Celebration.'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O sing! My gentle, happy muse 
Of a time ago long past, 
When Galain wandered far and wide, 
A mage which none surpass! 
He stood before the North East Gate, 
The [[Crossing]] under seige, 
By orcish raiders armed with rage 
To crush our happy state. 
Galain whispered magic words, 
and traced a 'metric sign, 
And swung with all his eleven grace 
A blade that severed life! 
Many foes he put to death 
To keep the people free 
But faced he then the ugly, 
The orcs's greatest chief. 
Through fire blasts and lighting, 
Like [[Saragos]] loves to cast, 
Galain harnessed all his mana 
and with his sword he danced. 
The chieftain was too mighty, 
And gave a belly laugh: 
To drag away Galain's dead corpse 
Would be his triumph bad! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But then there came a music! 
Quite soft it was at first, 
Like the gentle woodland breeze 
Or sound of lapping sea - 
But rising like a breaching whale 
The aria swelled more, 
And from behind this fearsome orc 
Liana let her arrow soar! 
It plunged into the orcish neck, 
And fell him to the ground, 
And Liana quick to Galain sprang, 
Inspired by the sound 
Of her voice which saved him, 
And though his Elvish pride, 
She helped him stumble to the door 
Of the empath guild hard by. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O, who are you lady? Who have saved my life, 
With auburn hair and hazel eyes 
I've never seen your like. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But the sun was setting, 
And [[Yavash]] ruled the sky, 
And quickly turned she from him 
And left without goodbye. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
As soon as he recovered, 
Galain sought her far and wide. 
His trusty familiar searched her 
Wherever she might hide. 
One day the familiar found her, 
by a sacred pool, 
And Galain sped to be there, 
And learn all that he could. 
Who are you, noble lady? 
Whose voice is sweet and strong, 
Whose bow and skill has saved me, 
But who from me turned and run? 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Stay back, good War Mage Galain, 
For know you not my curse! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
I do not care! cried Galain - 
Not scared of magic black - 
But I pledge you now my only heart, 
And never take it back. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Through hazel eyes then filled with tears, 
Liana smiled at Galain, 
For long she'd sought a partner, 
Someone for whom to sing. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
He took a rose that grew nearby, 
And offered prayers to gods, 
And bonded with Liana there 
At the sacred bog. 
Now tell me of this evil curse 
That presses on your heart; 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Said she then, it's the worst thing, 
Each night I become a [[shadowling]] - 
But this choice I freely give you, 
Partner of my life, 
Would you like me handsome fair 
In the darkness or the light? 
If you wish me fair by day, 
You'll be the envy of your friends 
Whom my charming graces 
Can never then offend. 
Or by night, my love, I may be fair 
For you alone to know, 
But all your friends will in the day 
Laugh as I blurp and drool, 
Regurgitating foulest trash 
As all shadowlings must do. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Galain stood and pondered, 
Showed the essence of his heart: 
I cannot say for you, my love, 
Which would better be. 
You must choose which form to take 
To live most happily. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
She pulled him in and kissed him! 
And tears she happy shed, 
For then the curse was broken, 
For her true love she had met! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Together ever after, 
They of truest bond 
Fought together often, 
And enjoyed good many songs! 
And when their time had drifted 
Past their mortal skein 
They walked the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]] together 
Into realms unseen! 
 
===Duet for Enwah and Nuvalli===
''Context: Written by [[Tirost]] for the wedding of [[Enwah]] and [[Nuvalli]] at the [[House of the Floating Reed (location)| House of the Floating Reed]] in [[Shard]], and performed as a duet with [[Casimira]].'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
All alone is how I used to feel when then I'd raise my eyes, 
And gaze in wonder on a winter's night upon the starry sky! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Yearned I for a partner when I'd raise my eyes above, 
And felt I like a meteor, alone, and without love! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
And slowly did my feet then tread under [[Xibar]]'s gloam, 
For no comfort could I summon then, no you to call me home. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And cold were then my fingers blue that knew no lover's touch, 
Like a naked tree that stood against a winter's gust! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
But O! when then I met you, Love, a fire lit my eyes! 
And all about you seemed to glow - an aura seemed to rise! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And all the words you spoke to me were a comfort I'd not known, 
They made me want to know you deep, and keep you for my own! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
The stars did wheel above us bright as the seasons turned and past, 
And each time that I could meet with you, I prayed the strength to ask - 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Anything of me, my love, you need only say the word, 
For if you felt my beating heart, you could only be assured - 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
That I could never leave you, Love! You are the world to me! 
And I should be the soul of joy if my wife you should be! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And will you be my husband, Love, the partner of my life? 
To walk with me now hand in hand through happiness and strife? 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
By the gods, I swear it now! My love shall never bend! 
And when in time you walk the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]], I'll be there at it's end. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And when some other lonely souls look upon the starry skies, 
There they'll find our constellation bright, a brilliant, holy guide! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
To grace with light our skies of night and teach then for all time, 
The joy that you have brought to me since our lives have intertwined! 
 
===Ballad of the High Priestess===
''Context: [[Tirost]]'s familiar, Pangovin, witnessed the murder of several novice warrior mages outside the tower in the [[Crossing]] from someone in the shadows. When Pangovin challenged the murderer, [[Nuskaro]] revealed himself, and shortly after High Priestess [[Khaelyn]] appeared and engaged the necromancer. Tirost composed this ballad as a tribute to Khaelyn's valor. The poem was performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
Like a moggot in a corpse, 
Like a sickness getting worse, 
Like a rat that spreads disease, 
The [[necromancer|necroman]] Nuskaro creeped 
 
To the warmage tower high, 
And murdered many with a sigh - 
So bored and lonely with that life 
For all good things he sacrificed. 
 
Then, like a candle in the dark, 
Like a breeze when lost at sea, 
Like the singing of my heart, 
Like the autumn light through trees, 
 
Came radiant Khaelyn, robed in white, 
Unafraid, with power blessed: 
Her keen eyes flashed and sought with wrath 
The one who those of life bereft. 
 
Behind her came a shouting mob, 
With torches chanting, 'Bring him down!' 
Khaelyn raised her fairest hand, 
And gestured at the necroman, 
 
But Nuskaro, wreathed in magic black, 
Dispersed the light and would have laughed, 
For his [[risen|arisen]] then attacked, 
But Khaelyn was not driven back! 
 
O! Her skill in combat fierce! 
Though blows were smote by minion cursed, 
Khaelyn moved with grace and strength, 
And Nuskaro failed to ascertain 
 
The emboldened crowd that hemmed him in, 
Whose courage flared to watch Khaelyn, 
The Priestess High of King [[Meraud]], 
Who from his thrown gave regal nod, 
 
To see his chosen one full raze 
This terror from fair Elanthi's face. 
The crowd upon Nuskaro fell, 
As Khaelyn dueled the rotting shell, 
 
They dragged the fallen [[Olvi]] lost 
To th' Temple to pay for all he cost 
The people free who suffered most, 
But for Khaelyn could no justice boast, 
 
Yet let all who hear my soaring song 
Raise a cup for Khaelyn strong! 
For all peace, and love, and happy strains 
Follow in fair Khaelyn's train! 
 
Her deeds now join the timeless song 
To inspire those among us young, 
And time shall not forget the elf 
Who forsook not those who sought her help! 
 
===The Battle of Therenborough===
''Context: Composed after the battle between the [[Theren Guard]], along with its allies, and [[Viggu]]'s forces that took place near [[Therenborough]]. The ballad was not performed publicly.'' 
 
O divine [[immortals]]! 
That gaze on all below, 
Listen to this muse-born song 
Of [[Therengia]]'s heroes! 
 
For never will cold terror, 
Freeze burning hearts as these, 
That stood before fell Viggu's clan, 
And made the orc hordes bleed! 
 
For many in that company 
Led by fearless [[Klurn]], 
Could acting on their courage high 
The tide of battle turn - 
 
Yet working all together now, 
The flower of the North 
Allied with friends of Southern realms 
Put th' orc hordes to the sword! 
 
Among them was cold [[Whiteburn]], 
Whose bloody wrath was sate 
On countless orcish soldiers fierce 
Who fell with screams of pain! 
 
And the master of high lunar spells, 
The brilliant [[Arimane]], 
Saw that none of orcish filth 
The [[Theren Keep|Keep]] would ever stain! 
 
And [[Mazrian]] and [[Perune]], 
The pillars of my guild, 
Had slain so many orcish brutes 
We feared th' [[Starry Road (plane)#The_Red_Spiral|spiral'd]] over fill! 
 
Glorious [[Felicini]]! 
And the life mage [[Karathor]] 
Protected [[House Theren|Theren's]] people 
With strength unmatched in lore! 
 
And to the fray my shadow lept, 
To slay the fearsome chiefs 
Though Glory may not speak her name, 
In orcish blood she's seeped, 
 
For never will foul Viggu's hordes 
Set [[Therengia]] to flames 
So long as the deadly [[Ruea|Drister]] pair 
Walk our [[Plane of Abiding|hallowed plane]]. 
 
[[Crobin]] and [[Heartsfyre]], 
Of families renown, 
Saw the [[Gyfford|Baron's]] foes advance, 
And quickly tore them down! 
 
And all my peers from [[Zoluren]] 
[[Taevish]], [[Shaeun]] and [[Elphierose]] 
Whose courage blazes with a steadfast light 
Whom the gods themselves now know! 
 
And as the orcs fell screaming, 
Cast down in terror and defeat 
The name of [[Raeyel]] was whispered 
And the remainder shook with fear, 
 
For thanks to th' empath [[Qiyan]], 
And the Ranger elf [[Maltris]], 
The greatest hopes of orcish hate 
Were smashed to crumbled bits. 
 
Though I lack the voice to sing all those 
Who came to lend their aid 
To the people of Therengia 
And defy the orcish raid, 
 
Let the souls of all these heroes 
Burn with honor and with pride! 
For never shall our freedom fall 
While such heroes are alive! 
 
===The Ballad of Kaelie and Mazrian===
''Context: Performed in the the [[Crossing]]'s Empath Guild to commemorate the love of [[Kaelie]] and [[Mazrian]], and the final defeat of the [[Elpalzi]] leader [[Geva]].'' 
 
Sing! timeless muse above, 
Of a time not long since past, 
When Geva unleashed the dogs of war, 
And widows wailed in voices sad! 
 
And but for that soaring triumph 
Of a bright all ruling love! 
A darkness would still cover all 
And in labor we would drudge 
 
For th' Elpalzi were held captive 
Knives held to throats of all their kin 
Save for traitors like cold Geva 
Who reveled in her horrid sins 
 
And sought to bury thoughts of freedom 
Under the master's lash 
And sacrifice our homeland 
To that which stained all [[Zaulfung]] black. 
 
She gave the fearsome order 
And assassins dashed to slay 
Many of our brave defenders 
Whom her designs would sure delay. 
 
Huge was then her army, 
And dire were their arms, 
Bold Geva feared her nothing, 
And to the Crossing raised alarm! 
 
For lo! She seemed death's shadow! 
A force that none could stop 
She taunted us from hiding 
And dread was felt by all. 
 
But for all her twisted cunning 
And all her borrowed might 
She failed to perceive the consequence 
Of facing those two lovers bright! 
 
And in her oozing hubris 
That makes [[Zehira]] seem a lamb 
Crept she to the empath's guild 
To spread death and mayhem 
 
And there she whispered horrid lies 
And promised freedom's death 
Which reached the ears of brilliant Kaelie, 
The one called Daemondred. 
 
While Geva's loathsome magic 
Shrouded her from mortal sense, 
Kaelie's mind was lucid 
And found she quick [[Constanze]] 
 
A thought to her nearby husband sent 
The lord of war and spells, 
To lie in wait for Geva 
Whom she soon would then expel, 
 
And Kaelie told good Constanze 
'Geva is within 
Banish her with your magic, 
And she will fall to Mazrian!' 
 
Constanze wasted not a second, 
For few she trusted like bright Kae, 
And uttered words of magic 
And sent Geva on her way! 
 
Blasted onto the Crossing street, 
Geva barely raised her head 
Staring at her like a starving wolf 
Was Mazrian Daemondred! 
 
Lighting crackled from his fingers, 
And storm winds stirred his hair, 
Geva lept then to her feet, 
But 'fore she could seek her lair 
 
The elements were upon her, 
From Mazrian's deadly hand! 
Cutting winds they gashed her fur 
And lightening lept at his command! 
 
Geva, in that moment, 
For all the dread she'd wrought 
Learned that all her machinations vast 
Would soon all come to naught! 
 
For the courage of two lovers, 
Who long had grown in trust, 
In walks through all the vales and hills 
Found liking turned to love - 
 
Proved again, and for all time 
That all the threats and murder cold 
Wrought by those without a heart 
Will by true love be overthrown! 
 
And so the skein of history 
Receives a gorgeous span 
From the love of brilliant Kaelie, 
And her Mazrian. 
 
==Hymns==
===Hymn of the Raider===
''Context: Composed after the raid on [[Maelshyve|Maelshyve's]] Fortress organized by [[Anduwen Watch]]. The hymn was performed privately at the altar of [[Meraud]] in the [[Crossing]].'' 
 
I sing of living heroes 
and demons locked in strife, 
Some who radiant deeds performed, 
And some in shadows holding knives. 
 
Deep in Maelshyve’s fortress, 
The demon’s cult designed 
To make their mistress manifest 
With a human vessel there to bind. 
 
In league with [[Jeihrem|Jeihrem's]] chosen, 
The [[Necromancer Guild Visions#Sunday_Feb_12_Vision|Tallnah]], Queen of Dread, 
And the Necro Lord called [[Xzean]], 
To our [[Plane of Abiding|plane]] the greatest threat, 
 
Yet for all their potent malice, 
And power from evil spawned, 
The heroes of Elanthi rose 
Like the light of breaking dawn: 
 
Calls for help were issued, 
And in council Wisdom dwelt. 
Like a beacon to our wayward souls, 
[[Hodierna|Hodierna’s]] presence all there felt, 
 
And when the appointed time had come 
Under [[Riverhaven|Haven's]] Temple's vault, 
A host of every kind arrived 
Against Maelshyve to revolt. 
 
To aid the daring effort, 
Friends in the Temple prayed. 
Their holy voices rising up, 
Souls sharpened as a blade. 
 
The host sought the hidden fortress 
Beneath twisted [[Zaulfung|Zaulfung's]] crust, 
Harried as we passed within 
By beasts and fiends corrupt - 
 
But the banner of [[Sebestyen]] 
Rose high against the dark, 
And while our stricken foes fell back, 
Lions roared within our hearts. 
 
Then like the blaze of heaven's stars, 
Another banner we perceived, 
And Power with [[Samsaren]] strode, 
With might and honor was he wreathed. 
 
Beneath such steadfast standards passed 
The host of many kinds, 
Led by the Elvish captain bold 
Till passed 'neath Zaulfung's shrine. 
 
Whispers crept upon us 
From Maelshyve's horrid tongue, 
And suddenly a roar burst forth, 
And claws cracked each our skulls! 
 
Finished might our quest have been, 
Had not [[Kaelie]] raised a graceful hand, 
And taken even fiercest wounds, 
Like water into sand, 
 
Or felt the touch of [[Zymi]], 
Or [[Karthor|Karthor's]] magic strong, 
And Death himself must hide his head 
From the empath's pride [[Qiyan]]! 
 
Soon we faced the dreary crossing 
Of an ancient, ill-wrought bridge, 
Where the song of bright [[Navesi]] rose 
And each felt her spirit lift! 
 
And other powers stood not idle 
As minions bent the knee 
For there are some who never kneel - 
Who stand upright and free! 
 
Among those few stood [[Jhien]], 
Whose name to demons is a curse, 
Knowledge high adorns his brow, 
And through his craft does power surge, 
 
And to the genius of [[Philosophers of the Knife|Philosophy]] 
My muse must bow her head, 
For never can our simple words 
Pay sufficient compliment 
 
To [[Yvela]] of [[Zoluren]], 
Whose mind shall know no peer, 
The seeker of the end of death, 
And Maelshyve's greatest fear, 
 
And several other shadowed names, 
Whose courage never waved, 
Who then refused to bow their heads 
To see this plane enslaved! 
 
Past the bridge we made our way 
In chambers dark as pitch. 
A unicorn did guide our way, 
And the fighting grew more thick, 
 
And in the fearsome melee, 
Rose the shinning shield of [[Sturm]], 
To guard against the deadly stroke, 
And the tide of battle turn, 
 
Who with blood and steel then etched 
His people's sacred creed, 
And proved immortal valor bright 
Not with words but deeds. 
 
There in the inmost chamber, 
Ciriasa near transformed, 
Maelshyve screeched with horrid joy, 
But the demon's hopes were scorned, 
 
For rising to oppose her, 
Came the greatest of our age, 
[[Mazrian]] and [[Saragos]] both 
With elemental power blazed! 
 
Joined by commander [[Perune]], 
And [[Ruea]], world renown, 
Whose wit and blade are sharper yet 
Than the style of her gown, 
 
Entoning holy hymns to gods, 
Blessed cleric of the [[Theren Guard|Guard]] - 
[[Sereze]] returned the brave to life, 
And broke death's fearsome jaws! 
 
There sang [[Maxwelinski]], 
Whose voice emboldens all, 
And [[Charlize]] the elven ranger swift 
Hunting freedom's foes to cull, 
 
And O! That sacred, holy light! 
Whom my verse must yet profane 
For never can my voice be just 
To the priestess high [[Khaelyn]]! 
 
That elf bedecked with glory, 
Whose kindness swallows pain, 
Whose handmaids Peace and Mercy are 
But whose strength yet guards our plane! 
 
All these blessed heroes, 
And the shadows living free, 
Cleared then the human vessel, 
And made the demon's spirit flee, 
 
For out of hidden knowledge, 
Came the means to cut the bond, 
Out of many labors born, 
And the chances seemed once long, 
 
Yet the valor of [[Kermoria]] 
Joined in force supreme, 
Shook off the threat of demoness, 
And in realms divine I've seen, 
 
The gods gaze down with tears of pride, 
And ancestors raise their cups, 
In their scared halls they sing, 
For the feats of those they love! 
 
To everyone who joined with us 
In shadow or in light, 
On the field of battle hard, 
Or in the temple to recite 
 
Prayers to aid in freeing all 
Our people from the threat 
Of Maelshyve, wretched demoness, 
We are ever in your debt. 
 
==Elegies==
===Asara's Elegy===
''Context: Written after the death of [[Tirost]]'s mother,and performed at her funeral held by the [[Tavern Troupe]] in the [[Crossing High Temple|Crossing's Temple]].'' 
 
Now that you have left us, 
I sing not to mourn your life, 
But remember you forever, 
And see you on the [[Starry Road (plane)|other side]]. 
 
You lived a life of service; 
You saved a wayward son; 
You've taught the lost of Zoluren; 
Your [[Lymira|daughter]] has grown strong. 
 
And when your spirit reaches 
The tall halls of [[Meraud]] 
By our family a greeting comes 
Loud thundering applause, 
 
Yet to be parted from you, 
Rends me somewhere deep. 
Some part of me goes with you 
And your company will keep. 
 
We miss your persistent questions; 
We miss the way you laugh; 
You loved to read us stories: 
The happy ones and sad. 
 
Farewell for now, Beloved. 
We shall meet again, 
Or if my faith be all in vain 
Still with me till the end. 
 
==Epics==
===Light and Darkness===
''Context: Written after research on [[Lyras]] caused [[Tirost]] to believe that the [[Philosophers of the Knife]] played an important role in her downfall. It was originally performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O, radiant muse, with head unbowed, and 
Golden tresses furling in the wind, sing 
Your lovely song. Seduce with pregnant words 
The myriad folk of these fair realms – 
Besieged by the dead – or undead rather, 
Whose rotted flesh and villainous power 
Utter ruin would wreak upon us all, 
But for the work of those heroes bold, who, 
Clad in shining armor, shields, and wielding 
Dire arms lay down their life rather than 
Be slaves to tyranny. And, when slain, to 
Spite the greatest demonic magic, rise 
Again by grace of gods, for their valiant 
Service uncorrupt, not yet to dwell in 
Loathsome death, but through their faith live free! 
 
But not all heroes by holy light perform 
Their deeds, but some in shadows work, where no 
Less than their shinning counterparts slay those 
Who would free souls enslave, for freedom is 
Precious not only to those who love the 
Law, but to every sentient mind that 
Feels and chooses. Such dark powers that 
Against tyranny fight with every breath, 
Praise too, timeless muse, and let not their hidden 
Labors pass unsung, for by their fury 
And dark rage are lives of many preserved, 
And many horrid monsters into the 
Void cast forever. 
 
O muse divine! Whose radiant eyes 
Into the truth of things pierce, and piercing, 
Know, inspire these adventurers to 
Great deeds that one day may echo in 
Epic verse through the halls of time! 
And when our age comes to pass, let us in 
Happiness learn the truth: that our infinite, 
Beautiful, and myriad paths, though wracked 
With pain and sorrow, love and joy, share one 
Destination, bound together for a 
Short time, and then, perhaps, for all time, 
Or for none. 
 
==Lyrics==
===War Poet===
''Context: Written and performed for the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner during the [[Post:The First Land Herald: Geva Dead Zoluren to Battle Elpalzi - 05/01/2017 - 00:04|Elpalzi Wars]].'' 
 
Each has a path to follow, 
While wand'ring through this life - 
Some will take to instruments, 
And some will choose the knife. 
 
As for me, a wanderer, 
Haunted by my muse, 
I will sing of everything 
From olden time till new. 
 
And every sentient passion 
That flows within our veins 
Will be the stuff of my song - 
Our highest joy and sharpest pain! 
 
And while the world must tremble, 
And feel [[Elpalzi]] dread, 
And rise up with most dire arms 
To face demons from the depths, 
 
I will walk through hills and dales, 
'Long rivers and through streets 
Singing with my starlit muse, 
Of the thrill of battle meet - 
 
For though I am a poet, 
Wreathed with laurel crown, 
The graceful dance of battle 
Enthralls me without bound! 
 
For to move with grace and strength 
This body from [[Meraud]] 
Or push the very limits 
Of all of magic's laws, 
 
Nothing is so thrilling 
Than to play the game 
That then requires all my skill - 
Life and death in balance hang! 
 
But in truth such martial bliss 
With love must tempered be, 
And even my dread [[haralun]] sword 
Must rest here in its sheath, 
 
For my muse loves the simple times 
As much as any great, 
The smiles passed between good friends 
Or a new one's hand to shake. 
 
==Drama==
===Opening Soliloquy from ''The Fall of Lyras''===
''Context: These are the opening lines of the verse play'' The Fall of Lyras ''written by [[Tirost]], and performed by [[Anjinson]] of the [[Tavern Troupe]] at the [[Yulugri Wala]] Theatre in [[Arthe Dale]].'' 
 
So secure these bleeting sheep 
Though they know nothing of the deep 
That lies beyond this [[Plane of Abiding|plane abiding]] 
Where fearsome demons hunt and creep. 
Though errant fools have killed me once 
This new found power I now flaunt 
From greater being than [[Meraud]] 
Shall blaze across this world I haunt, 
And cast I off my mortal cares 
Of mercy, hope and all that's fair 
And make this world a sacrifice 
And let creation taste of my despair!

Tirost/Poetry

2023-12-30T04:42:50Z

ARMAGNA: /* On the Wedding of Selame and Akeiro */

==Sonnets==
===Elvish Sonnet===
''Context: Written for [[Mysterys]] and performed during [[Tirost]]'s audition for the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
Have you ever loved an elf? 
'Tis not easy, please believe, 
Though passion be so truly felt 
To risk one's heart with grief 
 
By gazing long in sparkling eyes 
Or kissing dimpled cheeks, 
For I, ere long, will waste and die 
And another love she'll seek, 
 
For then I'll lie in darksome grave 
While beauty graces she, 
And thoughts of me will surely fade, 
Though this gives some relief: 
 
The love for her I have right now 
Outweighs a thousand years without. 
 
===Mystylaine and Rekon Wedding Sonnet===
''Context: Written and performed for the wedding celebration of [[Mystylaine]] and [[Rekon]].'' 
 
These rolling waves that break upon the shore, 
Sometimes pulling, sometimes reaching, in a 
Cycle endless – so too does love endure, 
Though in motion, yet never quite the same. 
 
So too, sweet friends, may your love forever 
Push and pull you together, and make strong 
The loving bonds that all here now tether 
Between Mysty and her belov'd Rekon 
 
Let no pain or cold fear unlatch these hearts, 
Fair gods and goddesses of love divine - 
But keep them strong together or apart, 
And like the timeless stars, let their love shine! 
 
So raise a glass with me, dear friends, and cheer: 
Joy to our friends for all the coming years! 
 
===For Casimira===
''Context: Written for [[Casimira]] shortly after [[Tirost]] left the [[Tavern Troupe]].'' 
 
In all of nature's glory I have yet 
To find your equal, sweet friend, and never 
Shall, though I, like the bright [[immortals]], get 
To walk this wonderous world forever. 
 
For you are the true daughter of Kindness 
And Beauty, whose auburn hair and spark'ling 
Eyes do force Pain and Sorrow to their knees, 
Whose voice, to my wintry soul, calls up Spring 
 
And whose warm friendship thaws the biting frost, 
Calling, from the once frozen earth of my 
Soul, new life – fresh, green and with color tossed - 
Like wildflowers that in th' meadows lie. 
 
For when you pressed into my hand your key, 
It's like it all just fell away from me. 
 
===For a Friend===
''Context: Written for a friend, and never performed publicly.'' 
 
Many flowers no doubt your fingers brushed 
Since first you were full warned to leave them be, 
But from me now no warning loud, nor hushed, 
But wish for you to dance among them free, 
 
Save one that to me the gods did entrust 
To share only with the partner solely mine, 
Nourishing with love, care, and happy lust 
Grown in health and beauty transcending time. 
 
And let us meet together, friend, ‘neath sun 
Or shining stars, and you share of rolling 
Flower fields, and I’ll share the love of one, 
With one law only between us holding: 
 
Unless some single timeless love you seek, 
You from me all tender affection keep. 
 
==Odes==
===For Annais===
''Context: Written for [[Annais]] when she and [[Tirost]] were getting to know each other, and was performed in part at their wedding.'' 
 
O my friend Annais! 
How I thank the gods 
That you are not a [[human]], 
And I am no [[Kaldar]], 
 
Else there would be no other choice, 
But to summon all my skill, 
Seeking nothing but your heart 
To win forever with my quill! 
 
And when one day they’d find me, 
In some lonely, distant cave, 
Tomes they’d find beside my corpse, 
And they’d turn from page to page, 
 
And every word they find there 
Of my muse’s peerless verse, 
Would sing of all your virtues, 
Poets through out time would then rehearse 
 
All the poems that you brought to life 
Sung on high to kings and queens! 
And poor folks who found themselves in love, 
And find there ecstasy! 
 
But hidden in that timeless verse, 
Would hold a phantom pain, 
That one could never quite pin down, 
But feel it in one’s veins, 
 
For the poet who had penned that verse 
Would in a moment sacrifice 
All the verse he’d ever write 
To gaze at stars fast by your side, 
 
For nothing I could ever write 
Will get so near the mark 
To represent with petty words 
The living poem that you are. 
 
But the gods are full of mercy, 
And fate had us divide, 
You a lovely Kaldar, 
And I of human kind. 
 
===For the Celebration of Ilithi Culture===
''Context: Written and performed for the poetry contest at the Celebration of [[Ilithi]] Culture. This entry won first prize.'' 
 
I thank you for the privilege 
To sing my muse’s song 
Though I am not Ilithi, 
My heart belongs to one. 
 
So let me weave with verdant words 
A garland for this faire 
With every word a blossom 
For all of us to share. 
 
For though our past is checkered 
With drops of bitter blood, 
Between us all I do believe 
There is still hope for love! 
 
For heroes do I see here! 
With swords and bows and staffs, 
And healers and performers, 
with wits that make me laugh! 
 
And though Ilithi culture 
Is more than any single race, 
Let me sing of elven folk 
Who shape our current age, 
 
For when dread forces seek to march 
Folk in chains do they prefer, 
It is a warrior’s honor 
To cast spells with [[Mordimer]], 
 
And after hard fought victory, 
Drink a cup of something strong, 
With charismatic [[Synamon]] 
While [[Allye]] sings a song! 
 
Or debate a magic theory 
With [[Voyle]] or [[Kehlbins]] wise, 
Or take my wounds to [[Kaelie]] 
When I cannot find my wife. 
 
And [[Lydena]] and [[Bellicia]] 
Make sure we’re never bored, 
They share artistic genius 
Like no others in the world! 
 
O folk of fair Ilithi! 
And this city, brilliant [[Shard]] 
May gods rain upon you blessings! 
May you shine ever like a star! 
 
Let not the past our future dim 
With prejudice and hate, 
But dream what we together 
United will create! 
 
And when we’ve come together 
We've been nothing less than great 
And these fair times we live in now 
Are Elanthi’s golden age! 
 
===Champions of the Joust===
''Context: Written to celebrate the champions of the [[423 World Jousting Tournament|World Jousting Tournament]], and performed at the awards ball.'' 
 
They say that once, in depths of time, 
Four [[moons]] had graced the sky, 
Until the [[World Dragon|dragon]] from one burst 
To feed on all Elathi's life, 
 
But for the song of [[Peri'el]], 
The notes of history, 
That in a flowing, epic verse 
Keeps the dragon held in sleep. 
 
O, you mighty jousters! 
Who like the thunder's bolt, 
Or a crashing, frothy wave 
That breaks upon the shore, 
 
Exert such force and beauty, 
Buttressed by your skill, 
And that of your most trusted mount, 
Bound together in one will! 
 
You who are world champions, 
And all those who held th' lance, 
You add a verse full perfect, 
And Peri'el's song advance! 
 
Lo, you mighty champions! 
Hold your heads up high! 
Your deeds with timeless glory shine, 
Your names forever bright! 
 
===The Sword of Squanto===
''Context: An [[Anjinson|anonymous benefactor]] commissioned a [[haralun]] bastard sword for [[Tirost]]. The following was written for a story telling event put on by the [[Order of the Black Fox]]; however, it was never performed publicly.'' 
 
Sing! My dancing, happy muse, 
Of this, my fearsome sword, 
How it began a flaming ball 
And through the heavens soared, 
 
Till breaking deep into the earth, 
Ore waiting to be mined, 
Till someone dug it from the depths 
And to [[Squanto]] did provide 
 
There he beat the precious ore, 
Sparks from it flew once more! 
Blazing with his hammer's stroke 
Until perfect in its form. 
 
Then Squanto passed his masterwork 
To the merry [[gnome]], 
[[Tinkery]] is what she's called 
And from Tinkery my own. 
 
And this might be the history 
Of my peerless blade, 
But in truth, sing on my muse, 
Of what's hidden in the shade, 
 
For someone paid a heavy price 
For me to wield this sword: 
Their identity is hid from me, 
So Tinkery has sworn. 
 
So through a hidden person's love 
My story is enriched! 
And so my quest to spread that love 
Will never end while I exist! 
 
===For Betlind===
''Context: Written for Betlind upon the occasion of achieving the 200th circle in the Paladin guild.'' 
 
I sing a song of Betlind, 
The knight of many deeds, 
The dread of devouring evil, 
A light to those in need. 
 
Her hammer smites her enemies, 
Or forges sturdy mail, 
Her stokes with fire sparkling, 
Her skill beyond compare. 
 
In speech she's kind and courteous, 
But her will is haralun cast. 
Countless many lives she's saved. 
Her shield Death cannot pass. 
 
Elegant in courtly dance, 
In battle, inspiring. 
Her tachi like a lighting flash. 
Her smile like blooms of Spring. 
 
The one who fell so long ago 
Before young Betlind's eyes, 
With the gods now raises cup 
To cheer her full of pride! 
 
At inns they chant her name aloud, 
And drink to her good health. 
Stories of her deeds they tell 
To wreath her in renown. 
 
Though no circle yet remaining 
For true Betlind to ascend, 
Let her time spent here among us 
Not soon reach its end. 

===For Selame and Akeiro===
''Context: Written for Selame and Akeiro for their wedding celebration.'' 
 Some friends I've met while training 
Have shown me many things: 
How to effective magic use, 
And what snacks are fit for kings! 
 
They have wondrous humor senses, 
And wit and spirits high, 
Yet when called to fearsome combat, 
None can their skill deny, 
 
And now like stars and evening, 
Like the sun and cooling breeze, 
Or sprinkles on a doughnut, 
The gods have brought together these 
 
Gifted Prydaen warriors, 
In bonds of love and trust. 
May it ever bring them happiness, 
When times are good, or when they're bust, 
 
For few things are more precious 
Than a partner in the world, 
To walk through all the seasons, 
And snack-filled cloths to then unfurl 
 
Therein that moment's perfect spot 
To watch the setting sun, 
The glinting of the diamond stars, 
With two souls joined as one. 

==Ballads==
===The Ballad of Lasika===
''Context: [[Tirost]] interviewed [[Lasika]] in [[Dirge]], and asked her about if he could hear of one of her greatest adventures. He develped the following ballad and performed it as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O sing, my dancing, happy muse, 
Whose feet on sunshine tap 
Of tales from hapless Lasika, 
Who goat’s milk loves to lap, 
 
Begin the tale in days gone by 
‘Fore Lasi’s mane was shaved 
When missions she and all her team 
Fought for matters then most grave. 
 
Though Lasika and her trusted friends, 
Of [[Prydaen]]s and [[Rakash]], 
And others who perhaps like me 
Came from different stock, 
 
Tracked a dang’rous [[necromancer|necroman]] 
Through paths of [[Therengia]], 
But spent more time with drink at Inns 
Than in fights for [[Kermoria]], 
 
If Lasika you’ve seen or met, 
You know she has great charm, 
But then she was, or so I’m told, 
One to raise alarm 
 
From all true folk of virtue, 
Who felt the tug of lust 
For the stories of her in those days 
Would make the maidens blush! 
 
And while drinking with her mates 
One night, by an abby at an Inn, 
She met a gorgeous Rakash gal 
And seduced her with her grin – 
 
Or, my happy, laughing muse, 
Had it more to do with drink? 
But let us not split many hairs, 
For she left Lasi with a wink. 
 
So late that night, swift Lasika 
Took her hook and rope, 
And scaled the wall that stood between 
Her and the heart she'd smote. 
 
And crept she through the abby 
Where her lovely Rakash slept, 
And swiftly through the abby's halls, 
Into her lover's bed she swept. 
 
Waking with her soft caress, 
Lasi took her lover's hand, 
And the two then made their way 
To make good on Lasi's plan! 
 
O radiant muse, who sings all things, 
Hint but do not tell! 
Of all the wild, passionate things 
Which that night befell 
 
Those lovers sweet in moonlight, 
'Tween Pryd'n and Rakash 
That but for the empath's touch 
Would still mark Lasika! 
 
And when the morning sun arose, 
And the abby stirred to life, 
What Las had thought a storage place 
Was the abbots chambers nigh, 
 
And though deaf to all the night before 
The impassioned, wild cries 
Still, though old, the abbot had 
The working of his eyes, 
 
And he took Lasi by the ear 
And cast her out from there, 
But she regretted not a bit 
What she and her lover shared. 
 
O thank you, brilliant Lasika 
For the food you feed my muse! 
She hopes to do you honor 
With this song we sing for you! 
 
===The Ballad of Galain===
''Context: [[Tirost]] was raised on stories of the legendary Warrior Mage [[Galain]], and he wrote the following ballad as a way to celebrate and remember him. The following was preformed by Tirost and [[Casimira]] as a part of the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Lover's Day Celebration.'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O sing! My gentle, happy muse 
Of a time ago long past, 
When Galain wandered far and wide, 
A mage which none surpass! 
He stood before the North East Gate, 
The [[Crossing]] under seige, 
By orcish raiders armed with rage 
To crush our happy state. 
Galain whispered magic words, 
and traced a 'metric sign, 
And swung with all his eleven grace 
A blade that severed life! 
Many foes he put to death 
To keep the people free 
But faced he then the ugly, 
The orcs's greatest chief. 
Through fire blasts and lighting, 
Like [[Saragos]] loves to cast, 
Galain harnessed all his mana 
and with his sword he danced. 
The chieftain was too mighty, 
And gave a belly laugh: 
To drag away Galain's dead corpse 
Would be his triumph bad! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But then there came a music! 
Quite soft it was at first, 
Like the gentle woodland breeze 
Or sound of lapping sea - 
But rising like a breaching whale 
The aria swelled more, 
And from behind this fearsome orc 
Liana let her arrow soar! 
It plunged into the orcish neck, 
And fell him to the ground, 
And Liana quick to Galain sprang, 
Inspired by the sound 
Of her voice which saved him, 
And though his Elvish pride, 
She helped him stumble to the door 
Of the empath guild hard by. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
O, who are you lady? Who have saved my life, 
With auburn hair and hazel eyes 
I've never seen your like. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
But the sun was setting, 
And [[Yavash]] ruled the sky, 
And quickly turned she from him 
And left without goodbye. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
As soon as he recovered, 
Galain sought her far and wide. 
His trusty familiar searched her 
Wherever she might hide. 
One day the familiar found her, 
by a sacred pool, 
And Galain sped to be there, 
And learn all that he could. 
Who are you, noble lady? 
Whose voice is sweet and strong, 
Whose bow and skill has saved me, 
But who from me turned and run? 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Stay back, good War Mage Galain, 
For know you not my curse! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
I do not care! cried Galain - 
Not scared of magic black - 
But I pledge you now my only heart, 
And never take it back. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Through hazel eyes then filled with tears, 
Liana smiled at Galain, 
For long she'd sought a partner, 
Someone for whom to sing. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
He took a rose that grew nearby, 
And offered prayers to gods, 
And bonded with Liana there 
At the sacred bog. 
Now tell me of this evil curse 
That presses on your heart; 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Said she then, it's the worst thing, 
Each night I become a [[shadowling]] - 
But this choice I freely give you, 
Partner of my life, 
Would you like me handsome fair 
In the darkness or the light? 
If you wish me fair by day, 
You'll be the envy of your friends 
Whom my charming graces 
Can never then offend. 
Or by night, my love, I may be fair 
For you alone to know, 
But all your friends will in the day 
Laugh as I blurp and drool, 
Regurgitating foulest trash 
As all shadowlings must do. 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Galain stood and pondered, 
Showed the essence of his heart: 
I cannot say for you, my love, 
Which would better be. 
You must choose which form to take 
To live most happily. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
She pulled him in and kissed him! 
And tears she happy shed, 
For then the curse was broken, 
For her true love she had met! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
Together ever after, 
They of truest bond 
Fought together often, 
And enjoyed good many songs! 
And when their time had drifted 
Past their mortal skein 
They walked the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]] together 
Into realms unseen! 
 
===Duet for Enwah and Nuvalli===
''Context: Written by [[Tirost]] for the wedding of [[Enwah]] and [[Nuvalli]] at the [[House of the Floating Reed (location)| House of the Floating Reed]] in [[Shard]], and performed as a duet with [[Casimira]].'' 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
All alone is how I used to feel when then I'd raise my eyes, 
And gaze in wonder on a winter's night upon the starry sky! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Yearned I for a partner when I'd raise my eyes above, 
And felt I like a meteor, alone, and without love! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
And slowly did my feet then tread under [[Xibar]]'s gloam, 
For no comfort could I summon then, no you to call me home. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And cold were then my fingers blue that knew no lover's touch, 
Like a naked tree that stood against a winter's gust! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
But O! when then I met you, Love, a fire lit my eyes! 
And all about you seemed to glow - an aura seemed to rise! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And all the words you spoke to me were a comfort I'd not known, 
They made me want to know you deep, and keep you for my own! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
The stars did wheel above us bright as the seasons turned and past, 
And each time that I could meet with you, I prayed the strength to ask - 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
Anything of me, my love, you need only say the word, 
For if you felt my beating heart, you could only be assured - 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
That I could never leave you, Love! You are the world to me! 
And I should be the soul of joy if my wife you should be! 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And will you be my husband, Love, the partner of my life? 
To walk with me now hand in hand through happiness and strife? 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
By the gods, I swear it now! My love shall never bend! 
And when in time you walk the [[Starry Road (plane)|starry road]], I'll be there at it's end. 
 
''Casi:'' 
 
And when some other lonely souls look upon the starry skies, 
There they'll find our constellation bright, a brilliant, holy guide! 
 
''Tirost:'' 
 
To grace with light our skies of night and teach then for all time, 
The joy that you have brought to me since our lives have intertwined! 
 
===Ballad of the High Priestess===
''Context: [[Tirost]]'s familiar, Pangovin, witnessed the murder of several novice warrior mages outside the tower in the [[Crossing]] from someone in the shadows. When Pangovin challenged the murderer, [[Nuskaro]] revealed himself, and shortly after High Priestess [[Khaelyn]] appeared and engaged the necromancer. Tirost composed this ballad as a tribute to Khaelyn's valor. The poem was performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
Like a moggot in a corpse, 
Like a sickness getting worse, 
Like a rat that spreads disease, 
The [[necromancer|necroman]] Nuskaro creeped 
 
To the warmage tower high, 
And murdered many with a sigh - 
So bored and lonely with that life 
For all good things he sacrificed. 
 
Then, like a candle in the dark, 
Like a breeze when lost at sea, 
Like the singing of my heart, 
Like the autumn light through trees, 
 
Came radiant Khaelyn, robed in white, 
Unafraid, with power blessed: 
Her keen eyes flashed and sought with wrath 
The one who those of life bereft. 
 
Behind her came a shouting mob, 
With torches chanting, 'Bring him down!' 
Khaelyn raised her fairest hand, 
And gestured at the necroman, 
 
But Nuskaro, wreathed in magic black, 
Dispersed the light and would have laughed, 
For his [[risen|arisen]] then attacked, 
But Khaelyn was not driven back! 
 
O! Her skill in combat fierce! 
Though blows were smote by minion cursed, 
Khaelyn moved with grace and strength, 
And Nuskaro failed to ascertain 
 
The emboldened crowd that hemmed him in, 
Whose courage flared to watch Khaelyn, 
The Priestess High of King [[Meraud]], 
Who from his thrown gave regal nod, 
 
To see his chosen one full raze 
This terror from fair Elanthi's face. 
The crowd upon Nuskaro fell, 
As Khaelyn dueled the rotting shell, 
 
They dragged the fallen [[Olvi]] lost 
To th' Temple to pay for all he cost 
The people free who suffered most, 
But for Khaelyn could no justice boast, 
 
Yet let all who hear my soaring song 
Raise a cup for Khaelyn strong! 
For all peace, and love, and happy strains 
Follow in fair Khaelyn's train! 
 
Her deeds now join the timeless song 
To inspire those among us young, 
And time shall not forget the elf 
Who forsook not those who sought her help! 
 
===The Battle of Therenborough===
''Context: Composed after the battle between the [[Theren Guard]], along with its allies, and [[Viggu]]'s forces that took place near [[Therenborough]]. The ballad was not performed publicly.'' 
 
O divine [[immortals]]! 
That gaze on all below, 
Listen to this muse-born song 
Of [[Therengia]]'s heroes! 
 
For never will cold terror, 
Freeze burning hearts as these, 
That stood before fell Viggu's clan, 
And made the orc hordes bleed! 
 
For many in that company 
Led by fearless [[Klurn]], 
Could acting on their courage high 
The tide of battle turn - 
 
Yet working all together now, 
The flower of the North 
Allied with friends of Southern realms 
Put th' orc hordes to the sword! 
 
Among them was cold [[Whiteburn]], 
Whose bloody wrath was sate 
On countless orcish soldiers fierce 
Who fell with screams of pain! 
 
And the master of high lunar spells, 
The brilliant [[Arimane]], 
Saw that none of orcish filth 
The [[Theren Keep|Keep]] would ever stain! 
 
And [[Mazrian]] and [[Perune]], 
The pillars of my guild, 
Had slain so many orcish brutes 
We feared th' [[Starry Road (plane)#The_Red_Spiral|spiral'd]] over fill! 
 
Glorious [[Felicini]]! 
And the life mage [[Karathor]] 
Protected [[House Theren|Theren's]] people 
With strength unmatched in lore! 
 
And to the fray my shadow lept, 
To slay the fearsome chiefs 
Though Glory may not speak her name, 
In orcish blood she's seeped, 
 
For never will foul Viggu's hordes 
Set [[Therengia]] to flames 
So long as the deadly [[Ruea|Drister]] pair 
Walk our [[Plane of Abiding|hallowed plane]]. 
 
[[Crobin]] and [[Heartsfyre]], 
Of families renown, 
Saw the [[Gyfford|Baron's]] foes advance, 
And quickly tore them down! 
 
And all my peers from [[Zoluren]] 
[[Taevish]], [[Shaeun]] and [[Elphierose]] 
Whose courage blazes with a steadfast light 
Whom the gods themselves now know! 
 
And as the orcs fell screaming, 
Cast down in terror and defeat 
The name of [[Raeyel]] was whispered 
And the remainder shook with fear, 
 
For thanks to th' empath [[Qiyan]], 
And the Ranger elf [[Maltris]], 
The greatest hopes of orcish hate 
Were smashed to crumbled bits. 
 
Though I lack the voice to sing all those 
Who came to lend their aid 
To the people of Therengia 
And defy the orcish raid, 
 
Let the souls of all these heroes 
Burn with honor and with pride! 
For never shall our freedom fall 
While such heroes are alive! 
 
===The Ballad of Kaelie and Mazrian===
''Context: Performed in the the [[Crossing]]'s Empath Guild to commemorate the love of [[Kaelie]] and [[Mazrian]], and the final defeat of the [[Elpalzi]] leader [[Geva]].'' 
 
Sing! timeless muse above, 
Of a time not long since past, 
When Geva unleashed the dogs of war, 
And widows wailed in voices sad! 
 
And but for that soaring triumph 
Of a bright all ruling love! 
A darkness would still cover all 
And in labor we would drudge 
 
For th' Elpalzi were held captive 
Knives held to throats of all their kin 
Save for traitors like cold Geva 
Who reveled in her horrid sins 
 
And sought to bury thoughts of freedom 
Under the master's lash 
And sacrifice our homeland 
To that which stained all [[Zaulfung]] black. 
 
She gave the fearsome order 
And assassins dashed to slay 
Many of our brave defenders 
Whom her designs would sure delay. 
 
Huge was then her army, 
And dire were their arms, 
Bold Geva feared her nothing, 
And to the Crossing raised alarm! 
 
For lo! She seemed death's shadow! 
A force that none could stop 
She taunted us from hiding 
And dread was felt by all. 
 
But for all her twisted cunning 
And all her borrowed might 
She failed to perceive the consequence 
Of facing those two lovers bright! 
 
And in her oozing hubris 
That makes [[Zehira]] seem a lamb 
Crept she to the empath's guild 
To spread death and mayhem 
 
And there she whispered horrid lies 
And promised freedom's death 
Which reached the ears of brilliant Kaelie, 
The one called Daemondred. 
 
While Geva's loathsome magic 
Shrouded her from mortal sense, 
Kaelie's mind was lucid 
And found she quick [[Constanze]] 
 
A thought to her nearby husband sent 
The lord of war and spells, 
To lie in wait for Geva 
Whom she soon would then expel, 
 
And Kaelie told good Constanze 
'Geva is within 
Banish her with your magic, 
And she will fall to Mazrian!' 
 
Constanze wasted not a second, 
For few she trusted like bright Kae, 
And uttered words of magic 
And sent Geva on her way! 
 
Blasted onto the Crossing street, 
Geva barely raised her head 
Staring at her like a starving wolf 
Was Mazrian Daemondred! 
 
Lighting crackled from his fingers, 
And storm winds stirred his hair, 
Geva lept then to her feet, 
But 'fore she could seek her lair 
 
The elements were upon her, 
From Mazrian's deadly hand! 
Cutting winds they gashed her fur 
And lightening lept at his command! 
 
Geva, in that moment, 
For all the dread she'd wrought 
Learned that all her machinations vast 
Would soon all come to naught! 
 
For the courage of two lovers, 
Who long had grown in trust, 
In walks through all the vales and hills 
Found liking turned to love - 
 
Proved again, and for all time 
That all the threats and murder cold 
Wrought by those without a heart 
Will by true love be overthrown! 
 
And so the skein of history 
Receives a gorgeous span 
From the love of brilliant Kaelie, 
And her Mazrian. 
 
==Hymns==
===Hymn of the Raider===
''Context: Composed after the raid on [[Maelshyve|Maelshyve's]] Fortress organized by [[Anduwen Watch]]. The hymn was performed privately at the altar of [[Meraud]] in the [[Crossing]].'' 
 
I sing of living heroes 
and demons locked in strife, 
Some who radiant deeds performed, 
And some in shadows holding knives. 
 
Deep in Maelshyve’s fortress, 
The demon’s cult designed 
To make their mistress manifest 
With a human vessel there to bind. 
 
In league with [[Jeihrem|Jeihrem's]] chosen, 
The [[Necromancer Guild Visions#Sunday_Feb_12_Vision|Tallnah]], Queen of Dread, 
And the Necro Lord called [[Xzean]], 
To our [[Plane of Abiding|plane]] the greatest threat, 
 
Yet for all their potent malice, 
And power from evil spawned, 
The heroes of Elanthi rose 
Like the light of breaking dawn: 
 
Calls for help were issued, 
And in council Wisdom dwelt. 
Like a beacon to our wayward souls, 
[[Hodierna|Hodierna’s]] presence all there felt, 
 
And when the appointed time had come 
Under [[Riverhaven|Haven's]] Temple's vault, 
A host of every kind arrived 
Against Maelshyve to revolt. 
 
To aid the daring effort, 
Friends in the Temple prayed. 
Their holy voices rising up, 
Souls sharpened as a blade. 
 
The host sought the hidden fortress 
Beneath twisted [[Zaulfung|Zaulfung's]] crust, 
Harried as we passed within 
By beasts and fiends corrupt - 
 
But the banner of [[Sebestyen]] 
Rose high against the dark, 
And while our stricken foes fell back, 
Lions roared within our hearts. 
 
Then like the blaze of heaven's stars, 
Another banner we perceived, 
And Power with [[Samsaren]] strode, 
With might and honor was he wreathed. 
 
Beneath such steadfast standards passed 
The host of many kinds, 
Led by the Elvish captain bold 
Till passed 'neath Zaulfung's shrine. 
 
Whispers crept upon us 
From Maelshyve's horrid tongue, 
And suddenly a roar burst forth, 
And claws cracked each our skulls! 
 
Finished might our quest have been, 
Had not [[Kaelie]] raised a graceful hand, 
And taken even fiercest wounds, 
Like water into sand, 
 
Or felt the touch of [[Zymi]], 
Or [[Karthor|Karthor's]] magic strong, 
And Death himself must hide his head 
From the empath's pride [[Qiyan]]! 
 
Soon we faced the dreary crossing 
Of an ancient, ill-wrought bridge, 
Where the song of bright [[Navesi]] rose 
And each felt her spirit lift! 
 
And other powers stood not idle 
As minions bent the knee 
For there are some who never kneel - 
Who stand upright and free! 
 
Among those few stood [[Jhien]], 
Whose name to demons is a curse, 
Knowledge high adorns his brow, 
And through his craft does power surge, 
 
And to the genius of [[Philosophers of the Knife|Philosophy]] 
My muse must bow her head, 
For never can our simple words 
Pay sufficient compliment 
 
To [[Yvela]] of [[Zoluren]], 
Whose mind shall know no peer, 
The seeker of the end of death, 
And Maelshyve's greatest fear, 
 
And several other shadowed names, 
Whose courage never waved, 
Who then refused to bow their heads 
To see this plane enslaved! 
 
Past the bridge we made our way 
In chambers dark as pitch. 
A unicorn did guide our way, 
And the fighting grew more thick, 
 
And in the fearsome melee, 
Rose the shinning shield of [[Sturm]], 
To guard against the deadly stroke, 
And the tide of battle turn, 
 
Who with blood and steel then etched 
His people's sacred creed, 
And proved immortal valor bright 
Not with words but deeds. 
 
There in the inmost chamber, 
Ciriasa near transformed, 
Maelshyve screeched with horrid joy, 
But the demon's hopes were scorned, 
 
For rising to oppose her, 
Came the greatest of our age, 
[[Mazrian]] and [[Saragos]] both 
With elemental power blazed! 
 
Joined by commander [[Perune]], 
And [[Ruea]], world renown, 
Whose wit and blade are sharper yet 
Than the style of her gown, 
 
Entoning holy hymns to gods, 
Blessed cleric of the [[Theren Guard|Guard]] - 
[[Sereze]] returned the brave to life, 
And broke death's fearsome jaws! 
 
There sang [[Maxwelinski]], 
Whose voice emboldens all, 
And [[Charlize]] the elven ranger swift 
Hunting freedom's foes to cull, 
 
And O! That sacred, holy light! 
Whom my verse must yet profane 
For never can my voice be just 
To the priestess high [[Khaelyn]]! 
 
That elf bedecked with glory, 
Whose kindness swallows pain, 
Whose handmaids Peace and Mercy are 
But whose strength yet guards our plane! 
 
All these blessed heroes, 
And the shadows living free, 
Cleared then the human vessel, 
And made the demon's spirit flee, 
 
For out of hidden knowledge, 
Came the means to cut the bond, 
Out of many labors born, 
And the chances seemed once long, 
 
Yet the valor of [[Kermoria]] 
Joined in force supreme, 
Shook off the threat of demoness, 
And in realms divine I've seen, 
 
The gods gaze down with tears of pride, 
And ancestors raise their cups, 
In their scared halls they sing, 
For the feats of those they love! 
 
To everyone who joined with us 
In shadow or in light, 
On the field of battle hard, 
Or in the temple to recite 
 
Prayers to aid in freeing all 
Our people from the threat 
Of Maelshyve, wretched demoness, 
We are ever in your debt. 
 
==Elegies==
===Asara's Elegy===
''Context: Written after the death of [[Tirost]]'s mother,and performed at her funeral held by the [[Tavern Troupe]] in the [[Crossing High Temple|Crossing's Temple]].'' 
 
Now that you have left us, 
I sing not to mourn your life, 
But remember you forever, 
And see you on the [[Starry Road (plane)|other side]]. 
 
You lived a life of service; 
You saved a wayward son; 
You've taught the lost of Zoluren; 
Your [[Lymira|daughter]] has grown strong. 
 
And when your spirit reaches 
The tall halls of [[Meraud]] 
By our family a greeting comes 
Loud thundering applause, 
 
Yet to be parted from you, 
Rends me somewhere deep. 
Some part of me goes with you 
And your company will keep. 
 
We miss your persistent questions; 
We miss the way you laugh; 
You loved to read us stories: 
The happy ones and sad. 
 
Farewell for now, Beloved. 
We shall meet again, 
Or if my faith be all in vain 
Still with me till the end. 
 
==Epics==
===Light and Darkness===
''Context: Written after research on [[Lyras]] caused [[Tirost]] to believe that the [[Philosophers of the Knife]] played an important role in her downfall. It was originally performed at the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner.'' 
 
O, radiant muse, with head unbowed, and 
Golden tresses furling in the wind, sing 
Your lovely song. Seduce with pregnant words 
The myriad folk of these fair realms – 
Besieged by the dead – or undead rather, 
Whose rotted flesh and villainous power 
Utter ruin would wreak upon us all, 
But for the work of those heroes bold, who, 
Clad in shining armor, shields, and wielding 
Dire arms lay down their life rather than 
Be slaves to tyranny. And, when slain, to 
Spite the greatest demonic magic, rise 
Again by grace of gods, for their valiant 
Service uncorrupt, not yet to dwell in 
Loathsome death, but through their faith live free! 
 
But not all heroes by holy light perform 
Their deeds, but some in shadows work, where no 
Less than their shinning counterparts slay those 
Who would free souls enslave, for freedom is 
Precious not only to those who love the 
Law, but to every sentient mind that 
Feels and chooses. Such dark powers that 
Against tyranny fight with every breath, 
Praise too, timeless muse, and let not their hidden 
Labors pass unsung, for by their fury 
And dark rage are lives of many preserved, 
And many horrid monsters into the 
Void cast forever. 
 
O muse divine! Whose radiant eyes 
Into the truth of things pierce, and piercing, 
Know, inspire these adventurers to 
Great deeds that one day may echo in 
Epic verse through the halls of time! 
And when our age comes to pass, let us in 
Happiness learn the truth: that our infinite, 
Beautiful, and myriad paths, though wracked 
With pain and sorrow, love and joy, share one 
Destination, bound together for a 
Short time, and then, perhaps, for all time, 
Or for none. 
 
==Lyrics==
===War Poet===
''Context: Written and performed for the [[Tavern Troupe]]'s Concert in the Corner during the [[Post:The First Land Herald: Geva Dead Zoluren to Battle Elpalzi - 05/01/2017 - 00:04|Elpalzi Wars]].'' 
 
Each has a path to follow, 
While wand'ring through this life - 
Some will take to instruments, 
And some will choose the knife. 
 
As for me, a wanderer, 
Haunted by my muse, 
I will sing of everything 
From olden time till new. 
 
And every sentient passion 
That flows within our veins 
Will be the stuff of my song - 
Our highest joy and sharpest pain! 
 
And while the world must tremble, 
And feel [[Elpalzi]] dread, 
And rise up with most dire arms 
To face demons from the depths, 
 
I will walk through hills and dales, 
'Long rivers and through streets 
Singing with my starlit muse, 
Of the thrill of battle meet - 
 
For though I am a poet, 
Wreathed with laurel crown, 
The graceful dance of battle 
Enthralls me without bound! 
 
For to move with grace and strength 
This body from [[Meraud]] 
Or push the very limits 
Of all of magic's laws, 
 
Nothing is so thrilling 
Than to play the game 
That then requires all my skill - 
Life and death in balance hang! 
 
But in truth such martial bliss 
With love must tempered be, 
And even my dread [[haralun]] sword 
Must rest here in its sheath, 
 
For my muse loves the simple times 
As much as any great, 
The smiles passed between good friends 
Or a new one's hand to shake. 
 
==Drama==
===Opening Soliloquy from ''The Fall of Lyras''===
''Context: These are the opening lines of the verse play'' The Fall of Lyras ''written by [[Tirost]], and performed by [[Anjinson]] of the [[Tavern Troupe]] at the [[Yulugri Wala]] Theatre in [[Arthe Dale]].'' 
 
So secure these bleeting sheep 
Though they know nothing of the deep 
That lies beyond this [[Plane of Abiding|plane abiding]] 
Where fearsome demons hunt and creep. 
Though errant fools have killed me once 
This new found power I now flaunt 
From greater being than [[Meraud]] 
Shall blaze across this world I haunt, 
And cast I off my mortal cares 
Of mercy, hope and all that's fair 
And make this world a sacrifice 
And let creation taste of my despair!