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Shashra

2023-07-30T01:39:00Z

CSIMON:

{{NPC
|name=Shashra Malk'eti
|status=y
|guild=-
|race=S'kra Mur
|gender=Female
|location=-
}}

You see Consultant Shashra Malk'eti, Curator of Ilithi, a S'Kra Mur. 
Shashra has slitted gold eyes and a classical snout, silver scales, a crooked tail and an athletic figure. 
She is short for a S'Kra Mur. 
She appears to be young. 
She is in good shape. 

She is wearing a highly polished hematite necklace securing a ring set with an ebony star sapphire, a gold medallion inscribed with a cobra, a voluminous shawl draped across a dark silk gown embroidered along the hem in fine gold thread, a gold bracelet set with square-cut sapphires and some dark velvet slippers studded with tear-shaped diamonds.

== Sighting during a talk on dragon priests, pre-patrol, 446 ==

You see Patron of the Arts Shashra Malk'eti, Patrician of Ilithi, a S'Kra Mur Socialite. 
She has slitted gold eyes and a classical snout, silver scales, a crooked tail and an athletic figure. 
She appears mature for a S'Kra Mur. 
She is mature for a S'Kra Mur. 
She is in good shape. 

She is wearing a highly polished hematite necklace securing a ring set with an ebony star sapphire, a pink and blue iridescent cire shawl with a pattern of stars embroidered in gold thread, a gold medallion with a small stone pendant engraved with a cobra, a dark purple silk gown embroidered along the hem in fine gold thread, a sungold bracelet set with square-cut sapphires and some dark velvet slippers studded with tear-shaped diamonds.

Shashra

2023-07-30T01:14:10Z

CSIMON: pulled the look from during the event on 7/29/2023 I know its not formatted right, sorry, was done quick

{{NPC
|name=Shashra Malk'eti
|status=y
|guild=-
|race=S'kra Mur
|gender=Female
|location=-
}}

You see Consultant Shashra Malk'eti, Curator of Ilithi, a S'Kra Mur. 
Shashra has slitted gold eyes and a classical snout, silver scales, a crooked tail and an athletic figure. 
She is short for a S'Kra Mur. 
She appears to be young. 
She is in good shape. 

She is wearing a highly polished hematite necklace securing a ring set with an ebony star sapphire, a gold medallion inscribed with a cobra, a voluminous shawl draped across a dark silk gown embroidered along the hem in fine gold thread, a gold bracelet set with square-cut sapphires and some dark velvet slippers studded with tear-shaped diamonds.

sighting during a talk on dragonpriests
You see Patron of the Arts Shashra Malk'eti, Patrician of Ilithi, a S'Kra Mur Socialite.
She has slitted gold eyes and a classical snout, silver scales, a crooked tail and an athletic figure.
She appears mature for a S'Kra Mur.
She is mature for a S'Kra Mur.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a highly polished hematite necklace securing a ring set with an ebony star sapphire, a pink and blue iridescent cire shawl with a pattern of stars embroidered in gold thread, a gold medallion with a small stone pendant engraved with a cobra, a dark purple silk gown embroidered along the hem in fine gold thread, a sungold bracelet set with square-cut sapphires and some dark velvet slippers studded with tear-shaped diamonds.

Khearkrash

2023-05-15T16:43:38Z

CSIMON:

{{PC
|name=Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks
|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Male
|guild=Paladin
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans, Sfolstikena
}}

=='''The Story of Khearkrash'''(KEER-krash)==
Its been there as long as you remember.
~*clink*~

Every night in the orphanage you hear their screams. Not those of Lyras's victims,
you are too young for that, but of those who survived, your parents, taken from
you by a group of Robed and heavily armored men in the night.

~*clink*~

They didnt kill you though. One of the more physically imposing of the company
didnt find it just. "To put down a child before he can choose his own path is
wrong." They sent you to Ratha instead.

'''Far away from them, that's how much they care about you.'''

~*Clink*~

You remember the first time you heard it at the orphanage. "Dog" the little elf
child called you, "filthy, dirty, dog" he mocked, doing a poor child's imitation of
an actual dog.

''Thats what they called you parents, Dog, Cur, Hound''

"No," you say quietly to yourself.

''Thats what they called them before they killed them''

"No what, dog?" the elf asks you.

"No!", you repeat louder.

~*Clink*~

"A proper education" wasnt exactly something afforded to you. Spending
your entire childhood at the orphanage meant that you had to guide your
own studies. You spent many nights studying astronomy, anatomy, the
history of your people (when available), reading and writing.

You learned in other ways as well, things the Reshal houses were more
than willing to teach the lower class.

Ahead at the docks, you see two S'kra.

''That man has power, see how he uses it?''

"He uses it to make sure others dont gain any," you quietly respond.

''That one has money, how does HE use it''

"To buy more for hiself while those he leads starve"

You stare through the two S'kra, waiting for the voice to continue narrating.

When it does not, you snap out of it and notice one of the S'kra is trying
to say something to you.

"I '''said'''," he pontificates, "Quit staring at me dog!"

You quickly turn to leave.

"One more week Khear, one more week then you will be 16 and free to leave", you mutter under your breath.

~*Clink*~

You see sprawled before you the city of Crossing, this is the first real
place youve been since leaving Ratha.

''It smells here''

"Quiet" you say nearly silently to yourself.

''Remember how much they complained of the smell of your parents?''

"Hush, they were scared and knew no better, my parents were outsiders." you utter under your breath.

''They knew better, and they were most definitely scared''

"I know" you say, forgetting to stifle your volume.

"Whats that, dog?" you hear an ornately dressed guard say.

His partner gives him a sharp elbow to the ribs.

"She might hear you, do you want to be scrubbing chamber pots again" he says to his partner.

The conversation catches your attention, and you glance in the
general direction of the guards, seeing behind them the famed Paladin's Guild.

''Yes, go, this will do nicely''

~*CLINK*~

== '''Appearance''' ==
[[File:Khear_softskin.jpg|600px]]
===Softskin===

You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a bestial face, cold eyes, one crystal blue and one crystal green and a classical nose. Your silver hair is very long and wavy with both sides shaved at the temple, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks. You have pearlescent skin and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have a pair of smooth glitvire-framed goggles resting across the bridge of your nose. Tinted the palest shade of green, cable chains wrap around the protruding crystal lenses before overlaying the adjustable diamond-hide straps.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

===Moonskin===
[[File:Khear_moonskin.jpg|600px]] 
You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a wolfish face, gold-flecked eyes, one crystal green and one crystal blue and an elegant muzzle, a silver and white coat with silvered black masking, a long floofy tail and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have an elaborate arrangement of several Syrin's heart rings piercing the flesh of your lower lip, that have been attached to each other with thin lengths of diacan chain.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, a kelpzyte-framed swine smuggler's crate modified by misty satin privacy panels, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

== '''Clothes''' ==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
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|-
| a flowing bluefire velvet odaj clasped with a scorpion diamond brooch
|Flowing gracefully over a single shoulder, the luxurious weave of this fabric causes a lightning-like effect across the surface of the garment with each step. Platinum threads grace the edges of this garment in an elaborate scrollwork pattern. The image of a howling wolf in front of the black moon Katamba is stitched onto the upper chest.
|-
|Floor-length serpentine leather duster with audrualm clasps [sold]
|Embroidered on the back of the deep black coat is a depiction of the great moon Katamba with hints of gold showing through the ebon coloration. The outline of a lone crow can be seen traversing across the lunar object, while a lean badger stands watch below. Extending from the scene, and down the sleeves, a trail of pearlescent butterflies flutter around several labyrinthine sigils. Buckles fashioned from the bluish-grey metal cascade down the front of the coat and secure the fit of each cuff.
|}

=='''Armory''' ==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
|An enormous haralun greatsword with an ornate buffalo skull hilt
|A massive buffalo skull reinforced with darkstone plates rests at the top of the handgrip. Its upswept horns, artfully laced with tyrium veins, provide both reinforcement as well as an appearance of gore. Inside each eye socket, a scorpion diamond glitters, revealing the inclusions for which they are named. A group of vulture feathers suspended from barbed chains dangles from the hilt, their barbs dotted with tiny shrike's eye sapphires. The initials C. M. are impressed on the blade.
|-
|a cavalier's partisan with a dragonwood haft [given away]
|Razor-edged flames rise up each side of the spearhead, crafted from varying shades of rubies encased in icesteel, spewing forth from the gaping maw of a niniam dragon-shaped langet. Molten-core diamonds are inlaid into the metal to create a pair of eyes for the fierce creature, the dull red light refracting violently through the crystal clear cocoons. Engraved down the length of the dark scaled haft is a bold inscription.
There appears to be something written on it.''Awrocis del Roken Vilks, uz aizstavet dzirta Ak''
|-
|Damite tower shield dusted with soulstone motes and flakes of tyrium
|Directly in the center of the shield, in place of boss is a menacing vulture's skull, coated over with just enough damite to let some parts of the natural bone show through. The bird's beak is open in threat, and the crushed soulstone glitters around it in alternating patterns that draw further attention to the skull. Pitch black feathers hang from the bottom of the shield, each one wrapped at the end with spirals of tyrium.
|-
|Ebon-hued full plate inlaid with a tomiek vulture skeleton
|At the center of the damite breastplate, a tomiek vulture skeleton is arranged with spindly wings upraised in the moment before flight, hunched neck curved upward to display its hooked beak. The overall image is revealed in hues of the darkest blacks, the chitinous, dark tomiek gleaming dully against the deep ebon damite, lighter niello scrollwork embellishing the pauldrons and body. Small channels in the cuirass are wrought as if to direct the flow of blood toward the vulture.
|-
|Battle-worn leather cowl decorated with a vulture's skull adorned in jewels
|A vulture's skull, with eye sockets filled by twin lava sphelerite orbs, crowns the cowl to rest comfortably upon the wearer's head. Interlocking rings of silversteel, entwined with a multitude of viperscale alexandrites hang loosely from a thick band of droluger hide to lend additional protection to the wearer's neck. In place atop the cowl sits a mammoth bone plate, carved to have the appearance of many feathers.
|}

=='''Miscellany'''==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
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|-
|A golden warrior's mask resembling a Rakash in moonskin
|Artfully rendered into the shape of a stoic Rakash while in moonskin, this mask is held to the wearer's face by thick leather straps attached to aged steel buckles. Set into the forehead is a lone Enelne's eye.
An animite inlay of a murder of crows taking flight graces the left cheek and extends to the top of the mask.
Parts of the aged wood are visible around the buckles where the gold has been scraped off from repeated wear.
|}

{{PCSkills
|Collapse=No
}}

Musiceum (8)

2022-11-17T16:35:11Z

CSIMON: Price was off on the triangle by a 0, was 7.1k plat when bought from stand.

{{disambig2|Musiceum }}
{{Store At A Glance
|Store Name = The Musiceum
|Owner = Kouzan
|NumRooms = 2
|Fest = Hollow Eve Festival 443
|Store Type = Music,Container
|Coin = Kronars
}}
{{RTOC}}
==Regular Stock==

{{ShopDescription
|roomname=The Musiceum, Orchestral Manoeuvres
|desc=Dark sable velvet drapery has been hung from ceiling to wall, swathing the room in near blackness. The darkness is staved off completely by several gaethzen globes hung by near invisible wire that have been carefully positioned over the display cases to allow the wares for sale to be seen clearly. Nestled between the swathes of cloth, cases and instrument tools have been hung on pegboards to show them off to their best advantage. 
You also see a large willow counter and an ornate gold door. 
Obvious exits: northeast.}}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the small ebonwood shelf}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|dull tin triangle|2,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|glossy kuwinite triangle|200,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|dusky crimson loveglass triangle|312,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|glossy oceanic orichalcum triangle|562,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished goldenglow glaes triangle|812,500}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the large oak shelf}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|onyx-edged pozumshi tabor secured with a black tension rope|162,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished black walnut tabor secured with grey tension rope|13,125}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|aganylosh'a tabor painted with multi-hued rainbows|11,875}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished ribbon-stripe tabor decorated with silver edging|62,500}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the white tray (which is on a large willow counter)}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|set of forty-eight spun glass instrument strings|2,931}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|set of forty-eight silk instrument strings|1,178}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|set of forty-eight gut instrument strings|375}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|set of forty-eight metal instrument strings|1,556}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the red velvet tray (which is on a large willow counter)}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|acacia hautbois with gold banana-shaped keys for|11,625}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished ribbon-stripe hautbois with gold hexagonal keys|62,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished Dwarven iron hautbois with red jade keys for|155,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished Aesetani applewood hautbois with onyx octagonal keys|187,500}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the black velvet tray (which is on a large willow counter)}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|etched glass piccolo with delicate gold keys (2)|name=etched glass piccolo with delicate gold keys|62,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished lacewood piccolo with druzy quartz keys|68,750}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|rosy-pink loveglass piccolo adorned with heart-shaped asini keys|900,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|eggshell-hued spiritwood piccolo with onyx keys|165,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|reddish-brown ribbon-stripe piccolo with silver keys|52,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished afrormosia piccolo with electrum keys|25,000}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the grey velvet tray (which is on a large willow counter)}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished red macawood clarinet with anlora-avtoma keys|15,625}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|cream-hued ramin clarinet with malachite keys|15,415}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|ayabere clarinet with orichalcum keys|619,605}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished goldenglow glaes clarinet with onyx keys|8,500,000}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the haon display case}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|bog oak bass viol inlaid with multi-hued jade cobras|404,167}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished ban-minahle bass viol with oblong silver tuning pegs|66,250}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished haon bass viol|57,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished bass viol of oceanic orichalcum with a palladium fingerboard|11,250,000}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the beechwood display case}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|flame maple viola inlaid with small erythraean flames|566,250}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|plain ayabere viola with a gold fingerboard|793,750}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished Siksrajan applewood viola with a fingerboard crushed epidote|1,225,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|knotty fruitwood viola with black widow-shaped tomiek tuning pins|443,750}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished ilomba viola with an arkose sandstone inlaid fingerboard|37,500}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the ironwood display case}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished moabi heartwood violincello adorned with niello sharks|49,375}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|untreated ribbon-stripe violincello adorned with gold rivulets|23,750}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|snow-white spiritwood violincello carved with romping foxes|837,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|exaggerated square-shaped teak violincello|175,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished violet-hued alerce violincello inlaid with skeins of niello|112,500}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the white oak pegboard}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|carved howlite pick shaped like a large fang|62,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|bright blue turquoise pick shaped like a fan|3,750}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|sago palm pick carved to resemble a lemur|8,750}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|orange rencate pick shaped like a tiny squid|16,250}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|purple rencate pick shaped like a dodecahedron|16,250}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|red rencate pick shaped like a pair of lips|16,250}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|yellow rencate pick shaped like the shining sun|10,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|green rencate pick shaped like a fat caterpillar|10,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|lue rencate pick shaped like a tiny frog|10,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|demonbone pick carved in the shape of a blooming lotus|15,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|yew drum stick|112}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|silverwood drum stick|112}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|deobar drum stick|112}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|wiirwood handled mallet|500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|uuryvhh handled mallet|500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|pine handled mallet|500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished oceanic orichalcum instrument bow inlaid with tiny obsidian eighth notes|500,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished goldenglow glaes instrument bow|750,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished loveglass instrument bow|162,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|huljik-wood instrument bow|3,750}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished holm oak instrument bow|22,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished crabwood instrument bow|81,250}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|polished ribbon-stripe instrument bow|262,500}}
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the black oak pegboard}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|harp case of polished ribbon-stripe with seahorse-shaped silver toggles|437,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|harp case of cerulean-hued ayabere with gold cephalopod toggles|1,093,750}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|medium black leather case with gold toggles (3)|name=medium black leather case with gold toggles|11,875}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|medium black leather case with silver toggles|9,375}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|medium black leather case with brass toggles|3,125}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|small black leather case with silver toggles|6,875}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|small black leather case with gold toggles|9,375}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|small black leather case with brass toggles|1,875}}
|}

==Limited Stock==

{{ShopDescription
|roomname=The Musiceum, Amber Room
|desc=Set up in an octagonal shape, this room has been fitted with amber panels throughout. Behind each panel, light has been set up to allow the amber to glow like a warm fire as well as highlighting the tiny bubbles and animals trapped within. Ornate gold hardware secures each panel to the next, blending almost seamlessly with the tawny-hue of the paneling. Three gaethzen globes suspend above the empty room, while a large hanging sign has been strung up to rest immediately below the middle globe. You also see a hastily constructed sign of creamy vellum hanging from a golden silk cord. 
Obvious exits: southwest.}}

A large hanging sign reads:
{|
|<pre>~Limited Stock. You are limited to THREE total purchases. Choose wisely. These are COMPLEX instruments. Yes, they are hard. No, I will not refund you if you cannot play it.~
</pre>
|}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the ornate marble pedestal}}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the plain marble pedestal}}

{{ShopHeader|title=On the fluted marble pedestal}}

|}

'''Prior to the current set of items, the following items were for sale until they all sold out:'''
{{ShopHeader|title=Sold Out Items}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|concave quadrilateral elaja irava made of loveglass|19,000,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|goldenglow glaes elaja irava with a dragon skull-shaped soundhole|35,875,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|moonsilver elaja irava featuring a lotus blossom-shaped soundhole|85,875,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|white spiritwood theorbo carved with the visage of the goddess Orisas|31,812,500}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|a moonsilver triangle enwreathed by verdant moonsilver vines|71,000,000}}
{{ShopItem|t=i|asini elaja irava featuring an myriagon-shaped soundbox|18,750,000}}
|}

Item:Moonsilver triangle enwreathed by verdant moonsilver vines

2022-11-17T16:33:51Z

CSIMON: Price was off by a zero

{{Item
|noun=triangle
|look=Made of silvery moonsilver, the soft silvery glow is broken by wending vines of vibrant verdant moonsilver which loops around the rod until reaching the open corner of the instrument. At this corner, a crimson moonsilver negiri blossom showcases all eight petals of its bloom.
|MTag=moonsilver, verdant moonsilver
|ptype=instrument
|verby=No
|atmos=No
|metal=yes
|weight=1
|appcost=71,000,000
|lsize=2
|wsize=1
|hsize=1
|enchanted=No
|sourcetype=-
|fname=No
}}
Cradling the moonsilver triangle in your hands, you carefully look it over from top to bottom, assessing what damage has been done to it. After a few moments, you realize that ...
*You are certain that the moonsilver triangle is crafted from silver, or a silver alloy.
*You are certain that the moonsilver triangle is very finely made.

Khearkrash

2022-09-07T18:59:53Z

CSIMON:

{{PC
|name=Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks
|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Male
|guild=Paladin
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans, Sfolstikena
}}

=='''The Story of Khearkrash'''(KEER-krash)==
Its been there as long as you remember.
~*clink*~

Every night in the orphanage you hear their screams. Not those of Lyras's victims,
you are too young for that, but of those who survived, your parents, taken from
you by a group of Robed and heavily armored men in the night.

~*clink*~

They didnt kill you though. One of the more physically imposing of the company
didnt find it just. "To put down a child before he can choose his own path is
wrong." They sent you to Ratha instead.

'''Far away from them, that's how much they care about you.'''

~*Clink*~

You remember the first time you heard it at the orphanage. "Dog" the little elf
child called you, "filthy, dirty, dog" he mocked, doing a poor child's imitation of
an actual dog.

''Thats what they called you parents, Dog, Cur, Hound''

"No," you say quietly to yourself.

''Thats what they called them before they killed them''

"No what, dog?" the elf asks you.

"No!", you repeat louder.

~*Clink*~

"A proper education" wasnt exactly something afforded to you. Spending
your entire childhood at the orphanage meant that you had to guide your
own studies. You spent many nights studying astronomy, anatomy, the
history of your people (when available), reading and writing.

You learned in other ways as well, things the Reshal houses were more
than willing to teach the lower class.

Ahead at the docks, you see two S'kra.

''That man has power, see how he uses it?''

"He uses it to make sure others dont gain any," you quietly respond.

''That one has money, how does HE use it''

"To buy more for hiself while those he leads starve"

You stare through the two S'kra, waiting for the voice to continue narrating.

When it does not, you snap out of it and notice one of the S'kra is trying
to say something to you.

"I '''said'''," he pontificates, "Quit staring at me dog!"

You quickly turn to leave.

"One more week Khear, one more week then you will be 16 and free to leave", you mutter under your breath.

~*Clink*~

You see sprawled before you the city of Crossing, this is the first real
place youve been since leaving Ratha.

''It smells here''

"Quiet" you say nearly silently to yourself.

''Remember how much they complained of the smell of your parents?''

"Hush, they were scared and knew no better, my parents were outsiders." you utter under your breath.

''They knew better, and they were most definitely scared''

"I know" you say, forgetting to stifle your volume.

"Whats that, dog?" you hear an ornately dressed guard say.

His partner gives him a sharp elbow to the ribs.

"She might hear you, do you want to be scrubbing chamber pots again" he says to his partner.

The conversation catches your attention, and you glance in the
general direction of the guards, seeing behind them the famed Paladin's Guild.

''Yes, go, this will do nicely''

~*CLINK*~

== '''Appearance''' ==
[[File:Khear_softskin.jpg]]
===Softskin===

You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a bestial face, cold eyes, one crystal blue and one crystal green and a classical nose. Your silver hair is very long and wavy with both sides shaved at the temple, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks. You have pearlescent skin and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have a pair of smooth glitvire-framed goggles resting across the bridge of your nose. Tinted the palest shade of green, cable chains wrap around the protruding crystal lenses before overlaying the adjustable diamond-hide straps.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

===Moonskin===
[[File:Khear_moonskin.jpg]]
You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a wolfish face, gold-flecked eyes, one crystal green and one crystal blue and an elegant muzzle, a silver and white coat with silvered black masking, a long floofy tail and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have an elaborate arrangement of several Syrin's heart rings piercing the flesh of your lower lip, that have been attached to each other with thin lengths of diacan chain.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, a kelpzyte-framed swine smuggler's crate modified by misty satin privacy panels, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

== '''Clothes''' ==

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| a flowing bluefire velvet odaj clasped with a scorpion diamond brooch
|Flowing gracefully over a single shoulder, the luxurious weave of this fabric causes a lightning-like effect across the surface of the garment with each step. Platinum threads grace the edges of this garment in an elaborate scrollwork pattern. The image of a howling wolf in front of the black moon Katamba is stitched onto the upper chest.
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|Floor-length serpentine leather duster with audrualm clasps
|Embroidered on the back of the deep black coat is a depiction of the great moon Katamba with hints of gold showing through the ebon coloration. The outline of a lone crow can be seen traversing across the lunar object, while a lean badger stands watch below. Extending from the scene, and down the sleeves, a trail of pearlescent butterflies flutter around several labyrinthine sigils. Buckles fashioned from the bluish-grey metal cascade down the front of the coat and secure the fit of each cuff.
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=='''Armory''' ==

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|An enormous haralun greatsword with an ornate buffalo skull hilt
|A massive buffalo skull reinforced with darkstone plates rests at the top of the handgrip. Its upswept horns, artfully laced with tyrium veins, provide both reinforcement as well as an appearance of gore. Inside each eye socket, a scorpion diamond glitters, revealing the inclusions for which they are named. A group of vulture feathers suspended from barbed chains dangles from the hilt, their barbs dotted with tiny shrike's eye sapphires. The initials C. M. are impressed on the blade.
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|a cavalier's partisan with a dragonwood haft
|Razor-edged flames rise up each side of the spearhead, crafted from varying shades of rubies encased in icesteel, spewing forth from the gaping maw of a niniam dragon-shaped langet. Molten-core diamonds are inlaid into the metal to create a pair of eyes for the fierce creature, the dull red light refracting violently through the crystal clear cocoons. Engraved down the length of the dark scaled haft is a bold inscription.
There appears to be something written on it.''Awrocis del Roken Vilks, uz aizstavet dzirta Ak''
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|Damite tower shield dusted with soulstone motes and flakes of tyrium
|Directly in the center of the shield, in place of boss is a menacing vulture's skull, coated over with just enough damite to let some parts of the natural bone show through. The bird's beak is open in threat, and the crushed soulstone glitters around it in alternating patterns that draw further attention to the skull. Pitch black feathers hang from the bottom of the shield, each one wrapped at the end with spirals of tyrium.
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|Ebon-hued full plate inlaid with a tomiek vulture skeleton
|At the center of the damite breastplate, a tomiek vulture skeleton is arranged with spindly wings upraised in the moment before flight, hunched neck curved upward to display its hooked beak. The overall image is revealed in hues of the darkest blacks, the chitinous, dark tomiek gleaming dully against the deep ebon damite, lighter niello scrollwork embellishing the pauldrons and body. Small channels in the cuirass are wrought as if to direct the flow of blood toward the vulture.
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|Battle-worn leather cowl decorated with a vulture's skull adorned in jewels
|A vulture's skull, with eye sockets filled by twin lava sphelerite orbs, crowns the cowl to rest comfortably upon the wearer's head. Interlocking rings of silversteel, entwined with a multitude of viperscale alexandrites hang loosely from a thick band of droluger hide to lend additional protection to the wearer's neck. In place atop the cowl sits a mammoth bone plate, carved to have the appearance of many feathers.
|}

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|A golden warrior's mask resembling a Rakash in moonskin
|Artfully rendered into the shape of a stoic Rakash while in moonskin, this mask is held to the wearer's face by thick leather straps attached to aged steel buckles. Set into the forehead is a lone Enelne's eye.
An animite inlay of a murder of crows taking flight graces the left cheek and extends to the top of the mask.
Parts of the aged wood are visible around the buckles where the gold has been scraped off from repeated wear.
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2022-09-07T18:58:19Z

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2022-09-07T18:57:02Z

CSIMON:

Sfolstikena

2022-05-04T18:18:18Z

CSIMON: /* The Story of Ena */

{{PC
|name=Sfolstikena NoRoken'Vilks
|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Female
|guild=Trader
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans, Khearkrash
}}

=='''The Story of Ena'''==
The eldest child of Rakash Sellswords who made a living guarding a trading caravan that traveled between Forfedhar and Shard, Ena was raised from a young age in the art of combat. In her formative years, though, she discovered she did not want to pursue that life and instead wanted to strike out on her own, as an artisan of a different sort: one who makes masterful works of steel with fire and anvil. Unwilling to honor her wishes, the parents of Ena refused to let up her training and went so far as to try and keep her away from the merchant children, leaving her to spend most of her free time with the mice that followed the wagons.
But she would not be dissuaded.
Under the cover of night while her parents were on patrol she would steal away from her wagon to watch the blacksmiths work, and maybe learn something along the way.
On one such occasion, while the caravan was overnighting at Raven's Point, Ena decided she was going to wander into the settlement to search out metalsmiths...or more accurately their forges. Unbeknownst to Ena, the caravan would be raided that night by Dragon Priests. Casualties were heavy. When Ena returned to the wagons, she found her mother and father both slain, along with many of the children she grew up with and many of the elderly.
She would be taken in by the weaponsmith and her husband, at least for the time.
Forging became life for Ena, she spent most of her waking time perfecting every in and out of the art, every hammer swing, every bellow gust, every possible flaw.
Years went by and Ena unfortunately would suffer more loss. Both of her adoptive parents would die within a year of each other to join the Great Pack. With no business to her name, and no wagon to make a business from, she left her adoptive siblings to the caravan and headed to Shard as she had heard the forging society there was looking for workers.

== '''Appearance''' ==

===Softskin===

You are Shopkeeper Sfolstikena NoRoken'Vilks, Weapon Specialist of Shard, a Rakash.

You have an oval face, sparkling topaz eyes and a glossy obsidian-hued glaes nose hoop resembling an ouroboros through the right side of a classical nose. Your blue-black hair is very long and curly with deep blood-red dyed tips, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a carved ironwood haircomb embellished with amethyst nightshade blossoms. You have pearlescent skin and a set of tiny uhlari prism constellations following the lines of a curvaceous figure.
You are slightly under average height for a Rakash.

You are a cub-herder.

You have a pair of smooth glitvire-framed goggles resting across the bridge of your nose. Tinted the palest shade of green, cable chains wrap around the protruding crystal lenses before overlaying the adjustable diamond-hide straps.
You are in good shape.

You are wearing an ebon dreamweave fascinator with a merlot-tinted Elothean lace veil, a curved silver earcuff tipped with an orchid alexandrite, a sweeping farandine rantija (cloak) pinned with silver at the shoulder, a small cut amethyst mouse pin with a curled wire tail, an intricate pair of green gold-framed clockwork wings with pale jaspe feathers, a capacious dreamweave lootsack whorled with a maze-like pattern, a large heartstring lace skunk with wide-set aurora opal eyes, an amber snakeskin blouse, a spiraled silver armband cradling an orchid alexandrite, a simple silver ring set with a frosted glass ghost orchid, a petite wedding ring of black gold vines twined around a merlot ruby, an interlocking white gold hip-chain set with a single violet heart amethyst, some gingham overalls decorated with tiny white bows, an abyssal black thigh bag and a pair of distressed leather shoes.

===Moonskin===

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|The fashionable headpiece sits angularly atop the head when worn, so its rich reddish-purple Elothean lace veil can drape over the face. An ornate floral arrangement wrought from shadow tursa sits along one side of the fascinator, and directly in the midst of the blooms is a miniature forge with a tiny mouse seemingly hard at work hammering at a merlot ruby.
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Sfolstikena

2022-05-04T18:17:19Z

CSIMON: /* The Story of Ena */

{{PC
|name=Sfolstikena NoRoken'Vilks
|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Female
|guild=Trader
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans, Khearkrash
}}

=='''The Story of Ena'''==
The eldest child of Rakash Sellswords who made a living guarding a trading caravan that traveled between Forfedhar and Shard, Ena was raised from a young age in the art of combat. In her formative years, though, she discovered she did not want to pursue that life and instead wanted to strike out on her own, as an artisan of a different sort: one who makes masterful works of steel with fire and anvil. Unwilling to honor her wishes, the parents of Ena refused to let up her training and went so far as to try and keep her away from the merchant children, leaving her to spend most of her free time with the mice that followed the wagons.

But she would not be dissuaded.

Under the cover of night while her parents were on patrol she would steal away from her wagon to watch the blacksmiths work, and maybe learn something along the way.

On one such occasion, while the caravan was overnighting at Raven's Point, Ena decided she was going to wander into the settlement to search out metalsmiths...or more accurately their forges. Unbeknownst to Ena, the caravan would be raided that night by Dragon Priests. Casualties were heavy. When Ena returned to the wagons, she found her mother and father both slain, along with many of the children she grew up with and many of the elderly.

She would be taken in by the weaponsmith and her husband, at least for the time.

Forging became life for Ena, she spent most of her waking time perfecting every in and out of the art, every hammer swing, every bellow gust, every possible flaw.

Years went by and Ena unfortunately would suffer more loss. Both of her adoptive parents would die within a year of each other to join the Great Pack. With no business to her name, and no wagon to make a business from, she left her adoptive siblings to the caravan and headed to Shard as she had heard the forging society there was looking for workers.

== '''Appearance''' ==

===Softskin===

You are Shopkeeper Sfolstikena NoRoken'Vilks, Weapon Specialist of Shard, a Rakash.

You have an oval face, sparkling topaz eyes and a glossy obsidian-hued glaes nose hoop resembling an ouroboros through the right side of a classical nose. Your blue-black hair is very long and curly with deep blood-red dyed tips, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a carved ironwood haircomb embellished with amethyst nightshade blossoms. You have pearlescent skin and a set of tiny uhlari prism constellations following the lines of a curvaceous figure.
You are slightly under average height for a Rakash.

You are a cub-herder.

You have a pair of smooth glitvire-framed goggles resting across the bridge of your nose. Tinted the palest shade of green, cable chains wrap around the protruding crystal lenses before overlaying the adjustable diamond-hide straps.
You are in good shape.

You are wearing an ebon dreamweave fascinator with a merlot-tinted Elothean lace veil, a curved silver earcuff tipped with an orchid alexandrite, a sweeping farandine rantija (cloak) pinned with silver at the shoulder, a small cut amethyst mouse pin with a curled wire tail, an intricate pair of green gold-framed clockwork wings with pale jaspe feathers, a capacious dreamweave lootsack whorled with a maze-like pattern, a large heartstring lace skunk with wide-set aurora opal eyes, an amber snakeskin blouse, a spiraled silver armband cradling an orchid alexandrite, a simple silver ring set with a frosted glass ghost orchid, a petite wedding ring of black gold vines twined around a merlot ruby, an interlocking white gold hip-chain set with a single violet heart amethyst, some gingham overalls decorated with tiny white bows, an abyssal black thigh bag and a pair of distressed leather shoes.

===Moonskin===

== '''Clothes''' ==

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| an ebon dreamweave fascinator with a merlot-tinted Elothean lace veil
|The fashionable headpiece sits angularly atop the head when worn, so its rich reddish-purple Elothean lace veil can drape over the face. An ornate floral arrangement wrought from shadow tursa sits along one side of the fascinator, and directly in the midst of the blooms is a miniature forge with a tiny mouse seemingly hard at work hammering at a merlot ruby.
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Sfolstikena

2022-05-04T17:56:56Z

CSIMON: /* Softskin */

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|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Female
|guild=Trader
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans, Khearkrash
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=='''The Story of Ena'''==
~*Coming Soon*~

== '''Appearance''' ==

===Softskin===

You are Shopkeeper Sfolstikena NoRoken'Vilks, Weapon Specialist of Shard, a Rakash.

You have an oval face, sparkling topaz eyes and a glossy obsidian-hued glaes nose hoop resembling an ouroboros through the right side of a classical nose. Your blue-black hair is very long and curly with deep blood-red dyed tips, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a carved ironwood haircomb embellished with amethyst nightshade blossoms. You have pearlescent skin and a set of tiny uhlari prism constellations following the lines of a curvaceous figure.
You are slightly under average height for a Rakash.

You are a cub-herder.

You have a pair of smooth glitvire-framed goggles resting across the bridge of your nose. Tinted the palest shade of green, cable chains wrap around the protruding crystal lenses before overlaying the adjustable diamond-hide straps.
You are in good shape.

You are wearing an ebon dreamweave fascinator with a merlot-tinted Elothean lace veil, a curved silver earcuff tipped with an orchid alexandrite, a sweeping farandine rantija (cloak) pinned with silver at the shoulder, a small cut amethyst mouse pin with a curled wire tail, an intricate pair of green gold-framed clockwork wings with pale jaspe feathers, a capacious dreamweave lootsack whorled with a maze-like pattern, a large heartstring lace skunk with wide-set aurora opal eyes, an amber snakeskin blouse, a spiraled silver armband cradling an orchid alexandrite, a simple silver ring set with a frosted glass ghost orchid, a petite wedding ring of black gold vines twined around a merlot ruby, an interlocking white gold hip-chain set with a single violet heart amethyst, some gingham overalls decorated with tiny white bows, an abyssal black thigh bag and a pair of distressed leather shoes.

===Moonskin===

== '''Clothes''' ==

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| an ebon dreamweave fascinator with a merlot-tinted Elothean lace veil
|The fashionable headpiece sits angularly atop the head when worn, so its rich reddish-purple Elothean lace veil can drape over the face. An ornate floral arrangement wrought from shadow tursa sits along one side of the fascinator, and directly in the midst of the blooms is a miniature forge with a tiny mouse seemingly hard at work hammering at a merlot ruby.
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Sfolstikena

2022-05-04T17:55:10Z

CSIMON: Created page with "{{PC |name=Sfolstikena NoRoken'Vilks |status=a |race=Rakash |gender=Female |guild=Trader |instance=Prime |relat=Augrawans, Khearkrash }} =='''The Story of Ena'''== ~*Coming S..."

{{PC
|name=Sfolstikena NoRoken'Vilks
|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Female
|guild=Trader
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans, Khearkrash
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=='''The Story of Ena'''==
~*Coming Soon*~

== '''Appearance''' ==

===Softskin===

You are Shopkeeper Sfolstikena NoRoken'Vilks, Weapon Specialist of Shard, a Rakash.
You have an oval face, sparkling topaz eyes and a glossy obsidian-hued glaes nose hoop resembling an ouroboros through the right side of a classical nose. Your blue-black hair is very long and curly with deep blood-red dyed tips, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a carved ironwood haircomb embellished with amethyst nightshade blossoms. You have pearlescent skin and a set of tiny uhlari prism constellations following the lines of a curvaceous figure.
You are slightly under average height for a Rakash.
You are a cub-herder.
You have a pair of smooth glitvire-framed goggles resting across the bridge of your nose. Tinted the palest shade of green, cable chains wrap around the protruding crystal lenses before overlaying the adjustable diamond-hide straps.
You are in good shape.

You are wearing an ebon dreamweave fascinator with a merlot-tinted Elothean lace veil, a curved silver earcuff tipped with an orchid alexandrite, a sweeping farandine rantija (cloak) pinned with silver at the shoulder, a small cut amethyst mouse pin with a curled wire tail, an intricate pair of green gold-framed clockwork wings with pale jaspe feathers, a capacious dreamweave lootsack whorled with a maze-like pattern, a large heartstring lace skunk with wide-set aurora opal eyes, an amber snakeskin blouse, a spiraled silver armband cradling an orchid alexandrite, a simple silver ring set with a frosted glass ghost orchid, a petite wedding ring of black gold vines twined around a merlot ruby, an interlocking white gold hip-chain set with a single violet heart amethyst, some gingham overalls decorated with tiny white bows, an abyssal black thigh bag and a pair of distressed leather shoes.

===Moonskin===

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Khearkrash

2022-05-04T17:41:33Z

CSIMON:

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|name=Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks
|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Male
|guild=Paladin
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans, Sfolstikena
}}

=='''The Story of Khearkrash'''(KEER-krash)==
Its been there as long as you remember.
~*clink*~

Every night in the orphanage you hear their screams. Not those of Lyras's victims,
you are too young for that, but of those who survived, your parents, taken from
you by a group of Robed and heavily armored men in the night.

~*clink*~

They didnt kill you though. One of the more physically imposing of the company
didnt find it just. "To put down a child before he can choose his own path is
wrong." They sent you to Ratha instead.

'''Far away from them, that's how much they care about you.'''

~*Clink*~

You remember the first time you heard it at the orphanage. "Dog" the little elf
child called you, "filthy, dirty, dog" he mocked, doing a poor child's imitation of
an actual dog.

''Thats what they called you parents, Dog, Cur, Hound''

"No," you say quietly to yourself.

''Thats what they called them before they killed them''

"No what, dog?" the elf asks you.

"No!", you repeat louder.

~*Clink*~

"A proper education" wasnt exactly something afforded to you. Spending
your entire childhood at the orphanage meant that you had to guide your
own studies. You spent many nights studying astronomy, anatomy, the
history of your people (when available), reading and writing.

You learned in other ways as well, things the Reshal houses were more
than willing to teach the lower class.

Ahead at the docks, you see two S'kra.

''That man has power, see how he uses it?''

"He uses it to make sure others dont gain any," you quietly respond.

''That one has money, how does HE use it''

"To buy more for hiself while those he leads starve"

You stare through the two S'kra, waiting for the voice to continue narrating.

When it does not, you snap out of it and notice one of the S'kra is trying
to say something to you.

"I '''said'''," he pontificates, "Quit staring at me dog!"

You quickly turn to leave.

"One more week Khear, one more week then you will be 16 and free to leave", you mutter under your breath.

~*Clink*~

You see sprawled before you the city of Crossing, this is the first real
place youve been since leaving Ratha.

''It smells here''

"Quiet" you say nearly silently to yourself.

''Remember how much they complained of the smell of your parents?''

"Hush, they were scared and knew no better, my parents were outsiders." you utter under your breath.

''They knew better, and they were most definitely scared''

"I know" you say, forgetting to stifle your volume.

"Whats that, dog?" you hear an ornately dressed guard say.

His partner gives him a sharp elbow to the ribs.

"She might hear you, do you want to be scrubbing chamber pots again" he says to his partner.

The conversation catches your attention, and you glance in the
general direction of the guards, seeing behind them the famed Paladin's Guild.

''Yes, go, this will do nicely''

~*CLINK*~

== '''Appearance''' ==
[[File:Khear.jpg]]
===Softskin===

You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a bestial face, cold eyes, one crystal blue and one crystal green and a classical nose. Your silver hair is very long and wavy with both sides shaved at the temple, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks. You have pearlescent skin and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have a pair of smooth glitvire-framed goggles resting across the bridge of your nose. Tinted the palest shade of green, cable chains wrap around the protruding crystal lenses before overlaying the adjustable diamond-hide straps.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

===Moonskin===

You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a wolfish face, gold-flecked eyes, one crystal green and one crystal blue and an elegant muzzle, a silver and white coat with silvered black masking, a long floofy tail and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have an elaborate arrangement of several Syrin's heart rings piercing the flesh of your lower lip, that have been attached to each other with thin lengths of diacan chain.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, a kelpzyte-framed swine smuggler's crate modified by misty satin privacy panels, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

== '''Clothes''' ==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
| a flowing bluefire velvet odaj clasped with a scorpion diamond brooch
|Flowing gracefully over a single shoulder, the luxurious weave of this fabric causes a lightning-like effect across the surface of the garment with each step. Platinum threads grace the edges of this garment in an elaborate scrollwork pattern. The image of a howling wolf in front of the black moon Katamba is stitched onto the upper chest.
|-
|Floor-length serpentine leather duster with audrualm clasps
|Embroidered on the back of the deep black coat is a depiction of the great moon Katamba with hints of gold showing through the ebon coloration. The outline of a lone crow can be seen traversing across the lunar object, while a lean badger stands watch below. Extending from the scene, and down the sleeves, a trail of pearlescent butterflies flutter around several labyrinthine sigils. Buckles fashioned from the bluish-grey metal cascade down the front of the coat and secure the fit of each cuff.
|}

=='''Armory''' ==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
|An enormous haralun greatsword with an ornate buffalo skull hilt
|A massive buffalo skull reinforced with darkstone plates rests at the top of the handgrip. Its upswept horns, artfully laced with tyrium veins, provide both reinforcement as well as an appearance of gore. Inside each eye socket, a scorpion diamond glitters, revealing the inclusions for which they are named. A group of vulture feathers suspended from barbed chains dangles from the hilt, their barbs dotted with tiny shrike's eye sapphires. The initials C. M. are impressed on the blade.
|-
|a cavalier's partisan with a dragonwood haft
|Razor-edged flames rise up each side of the spearhead, crafted from varying shades of rubies encased in icesteel, spewing forth from the gaping maw of a niniam dragon-shaped langet. Molten-core diamonds are inlaid into the metal to create a pair of eyes for the fierce creature, the dull red light refracting violently through the crystal clear cocoons. Engraved down the length of the dark scaled haft is a bold inscription.
There appears to be something written on it.''Awrocis del Roken Vilks, uz aizstavet dzirta Ak''
|-
|Damite tower shield dusted with soulstone motes and flakes of tyrium
|Directly in the center of the shield, in place of boss is a menacing vulture's skull, coated over with just enough damite to let some parts of the natural bone show through. The bird's beak is open in threat, and the crushed soulstone glitters around it in alternating patterns that draw further attention to the skull. Pitch black feathers hang from the bottom of the shield, each one wrapped at the end with spirals of tyrium.
|-
|Ebon-hued full plate inlaid with a tomiek vulture skeleton
|At the center of the damite breastplate, a tomiek vulture skeleton is arranged with spindly wings upraised in the moment before flight, hunched neck curved upward to display its hooked beak. The overall image is revealed in hues of the darkest blacks, the chitinous, dark tomiek gleaming dully against the deep ebon damite, lighter niello scrollwork embellishing the pauldrons and body. Small channels in the cuirass are wrought as if to direct the flow of blood toward the vulture.
|-
|Battle-worn leather cowl decorated with a vulture's skull adorned in jewels
|A vulture's skull, with eye sockets filled by twin lava sphelerite orbs, crowns the cowl to rest comfortably upon the wearer's head. Interlocking rings of silversteel, entwined with a multitude of viperscale alexandrites hang loosely from a thick band of droluger hide to lend additional protection to the wearer's neck. In place atop the cowl sits a mammoth bone plate, carved to have the appearance of many feathers.
|}

=='''Miscellany'''==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
|A golden warrior's mask resembling a Rakash in moonskin
|Artfully rendered into the shape of a stoic Rakash while in moonskin, this mask is held to the wearer's face by thick leather straps attached to aged steel buckles. Set into the forehead is a lone Enelne's eye.
An animite inlay of a murder of crows taking flight graces the left cheek and extends to the top of the mask.
Parts of the aged wood are visible around the buckles where the gold has been scraped off from repeated wear.
|}

{{PCSkills
|Collapse=No
}}

Khearkrash

2021-11-14T19:42:30Z

CSIMON: /* Softskin */

{{PC
|name=Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks
|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Male
|guild=Paladin
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans
}}

=='''The Story of Khearkrash'''(KEER-krash)==
Its been there as long as you remember.
~*clink*~

Every night in the orphanage you hear their screams. Not those of Lyras's victims,
you are too young for that, but of those who survived, your parents, taken from
you by a group of Robed and heavily armored men in the night.

~*clink*~

They didnt kill you though. One of the more physically imposing of the company
didnt find it just. "To put down a child before he can choose his own path is
wrong." They sent you to Ratha instead.

'''Far away from them, that's how much they care about you.'''

~*Clink*~

You remember the first time you heard it at the orphanage. "Dog" the little elf
child called you, "filthy, dirty, dog" he mocked, doing a poor child's imitation of
an actual dog.

''Thats what they called you parents, Dog, Cur, Hound''

"No," you say quietly to yourself.

''Thats what they called them before they killed them''

"No what, dog?" the elf asks you.

"No!", you repeat louder.

~*Clink*~

"A proper education" wasnt exactly something afforded to you. Spending
your entire childhood at the orphanage meant that you had to guide your
own studies. You spent many nights studying astronomy, anatomy, the
history of your people (when available), reading and writing.

You learned in other ways as well, things the Reshal houses were more
than willing to teach the lower class.

Ahead at the docks, you see two S'kra.

''That man has power, see how he uses it?''

"He uses it to make sure others dont gain any," you quietly respond.

''That one has money, how does HE use it''

"To buy more for hiself while those he leads starve"

You stare through the two S'kra, waiting for the voice to continue narrating.

When it does not, you snap out of it and notice one of the S'kra is trying
to say something to you.

"I '''said'''," he pontificates, "Quit staring at me dog!"

You quickly turn to leave.

"One more week Khear, one more week then you will be 16 and free to leave", you mutter under your breath.

~*Clink*~

You see sprawled before you the city of Crossing, this is the first real
place youve been since leaving Ratha.

''It smells here''

"Quiet" you say nearly silently to yourself.

''Remember how much they complained of the smell of your parents?''

"Hush, they were scared and knew no better, my parents were outsiders." you utter under your breath.

''They knew better, and they were most definitely scared''

"I know" you say, forgetting to stifle your volume.

"Whats that, dog?" you hear an ornately dressed guard say.

His partner gives him a sharp elbow to the ribs.

"She might hear you, do you want to be scrubbing chamber pots again" he says to his partner.

The conversation catches your attention, and you glance in the
general direction of the guards, seeing behind them the famed Paladin's Guild.

''Yes, go, this will do nicely''

~*CLINK*~

== '''Appearance''' ==
[[File:Khear.jpg]]
===Softskin===

You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a bestial face, cold eyes, one crystal blue and one crystal green and a classical nose. Your silver hair is very long and wavy with both sides shaved at the temple, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks. You have pearlescent skin and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have a pair of smooth glitvire-framed goggles resting across the bridge of your nose. Tinted the palest shade of green, cable chains wrap around the protruding crystal lenses before overlaying the adjustable diamond-hide straps.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

===Moonskin===

You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a wolfish face, gold-flecked eyes, one crystal green and one crystal blue and an elegant muzzle, a silver and white coat with silvered black masking, a long floofy tail and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have an elaborate arrangement of several Syrin's heart rings piercing the flesh of your lower lip, that have been attached to each other with thin lengths of diacan chain.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, a kelpzyte-framed swine smuggler's crate modified by misty satin privacy panels, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

== '''Clothes''' ==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
| a flowing bluefire velvet odaj clasped with a scorpion diamond brooch
|Flowing gracefully over a single shoulder, the luxurious weave of this fabric causes a lightning-like effect across the surface of the garment with each step. Platinum threads grace the edges of this garment in an elaborate scrollwork pattern. The image of a howling wolf in front of the black moon Katamba is stitched onto the upper chest.
|-
|Floor-length serpentine leather duster with audrualm clasps
|Embroidered on the back of the deep black coat is a depiction of the great moon Katamba with hints of gold showing through the ebon coloration. The outline of a lone crow can be seen traversing across the lunar object, while a lean badger stands watch below. Extending from the scene, and down the sleeves, a trail of pearlescent butterflies flutter around several labyrinthine sigils. Buckles fashioned from the bluish-grey metal cascade down the front of the coat and secure the fit of each cuff.
|}

=='''Armory''' ==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
|An enormous haralun greatsword with an ornate buffalo skull hilt
|A massive buffalo skull reinforced with darkstone plates rests at the top of the handgrip. Its upswept horns, artfully laced with tyrium veins, provide both reinforcement as well as an appearance of gore. Inside each eye socket, a scorpion diamond glitters, revealing the inclusions for which they are named. A group of vulture feathers suspended from barbed chains dangles from the hilt, their barbs dotted with tiny shrike's eye sapphires. The initials C. M. are impressed on the blade.
|-
|a cavalier's partisan with a dragonwood haft
|Razor-edged flames rise up each side of the spearhead, crafted from varying shades of rubies encased in icesteel, spewing forth from the gaping maw of a niniam dragon-shaped langet. Molten-core diamonds are inlaid into the metal to create a pair of eyes for the fierce creature, the dull red light refracting violently through the crystal clear cocoons. Engraved down the length of the dark scaled haft is a bold inscription.
There appears to be something written on it.''Awrocis del Roken Vilks, uz aizstavet dzirta Ak''
|-
|Damite tower shield dusted with soulstone motes and flakes of tyrium
|Directly in the center of the shield, in place of boss is a menacing vulture's skull, coated over with just enough damite to let some parts of the natural bone show through. The bird's beak is open in threat, and the crushed soulstone glitters around it in alternating patterns that draw further attention to the skull. Pitch black feathers hang from the bottom of the shield, each one wrapped at the end with spirals of tyrium.
|-
|Ebon-hued full plate inlaid with a tomiek vulture skeleton
|At the center of the damite breastplate, a tomiek vulture skeleton is arranged with spindly wings upraised in the moment before flight, hunched neck curved upward to display its hooked beak. The overall image is revealed in hues of the darkest blacks, the chitinous, dark tomiek gleaming dully against the deep ebon damite, lighter niello scrollwork embellishing the pauldrons and body. Small channels in the cuirass are wrought as if to direct the flow of blood toward the vulture.
|-
|Battle-worn leather cowl decorated with a vulture's skull adorned in jewels
|A vulture's skull, with eye sockets filled by twin lava sphelerite orbs, crowns the cowl to rest comfortably upon the wearer's head. Interlocking rings of silversteel, entwined with a multitude of viperscale alexandrites hang loosely from a thick band of droluger hide to lend additional protection to the wearer's neck. In place atop the cowl sits a mammoth bone plate, carved to have the appearance of many feathers.
|}

=='''Miscellany'''==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
|A golden warrior's mask resembling a Rakash in moonskin
|Artfully rendered into the shape of a stoic Rakash while in moonskin, this mask is held to the wearer's face by thick leather straps attached to aged steel buckles. Set into the forehead is a lone Enelne's eye.
An animite inlay of a murder of crows taking flight graces the left cheek and extends to the top of the mask.
Parts of the aged wood are visible around the buckles where the gold has been scraped off from repeated wear.
|}

{{PCSkills
|Collapse=No
}}

Khearkrash

2021-11-14T19:41:04Z

CSIMON: /* Moonskin */

{{PC
|name=Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks
|status=a
|race=Rakash
|gender=Male
|guild=Paladin
|instance=Prime
|relat=Augrawans
}}

=='''The Story of Khearkrash'''(KEER-krash)==
Its been there as long as you remember.
~*clink*~

Every night in the orphanage you hear their screams. Not those of Lyras's victims,
you are too young for that, but of those who survived, your parents, taken from
you by a group of Robed and heavily armored men in the night.

~*clink*~

They didnt kill you though. One of the more physically imposing of the company
didnt find it just. "To put down a child before he can choose his own path is
wrong." They sent you to Ratha instead.

'''Far away from them, that's how much they care about you.'''

~*Clink*~

You remember the first time you heard it at the orphanage. "Dog" the little elf
child called you, "filthy, dirty, dog" he mocked, doing a poor child's imitation of
an actual dog.

''Thats what they called you parents, Dog, Cur, Hound''

"No," you say quietly to yourself.

''Thats what they called them before they killed them''

"No what, dog?" the elf asks you.

"No!", you repeat louder.

~*Clink*~

"A proper education" wasnt exactly something afforded to you. Spending
your entire childhood at the orphanage meant that you had to guide your
own studies. You spent many nights studying astronomy, anatomy, the
history of your people (when available), reading and writing.

You learned in other ways as well, things the Reshal houses were more
than willing to teach the lower class.

Ahead at the docks, you see two S'kra.

''That man has power, see how he uses it?''

"He uses it to make sure others dont gain any," you quietly respond.

''That one has money, how does HE use it''

"To buy more for hiself while those he leads starve"

You stare through the two S'kra, waiting for the voice to continue narrating.

When it does not, you snap out of it and notice one of the S'kra is trying
to say something to you.

"I '''said'''," he pontificates, "Quit staring at me dog!"

You quickly turn to leave.

"One more week Khear, one more week then you will be 16 and free to leave", you mutter under your breath.

~*Clink*~

You see sprawled before you the city of Crossing, this is the first real
place youve been since leaving Ratha.

''It smells here''

"Quiet" you say nearly silently to yourself.

''Remember how much they complained of the smell of your parents?''

"Hush, they were scared and knew no better, my parents were outsiders." you utter under your breath.

''They knew better, and they were most definitely scared''

"I know" you say, forgetting to stifle your volume.

"Whats that, dog?" you hear an ornately dressed guard say.

His partner gives him a sharp elbow to the ribs.

"She might hear you, do you want to be scrubbing chamber pots again" he says to his partner.

The conversation catches your attention, and you glance in the
general direction of the guards, seeing behind them the famed Paladin's Guild.

''Yes, go, this will do nicely''

~*CLINK*~

== '''Appearance''' ==
[[File:Khear.jpg]]
===Softskin===

You are Champion of Arms Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Lord Cavalier of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.

You have an oval face with a severe overbite, sparkling eyes, one crystal blue and one crystal green and a classical nose.
Your silver hair is very long and wavy, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks.
You have pale skin and an athletic build.
You are a bit over average height for a Rakash.

You are a pack beta.

You have a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on your upper lip and a long shaggy beard.

Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

===Moonskin===

You are Vindicator Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Protector of the Innocent of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
You have a wolfish face, gold-flecked eyes, one crystal green and one crystal blue and an elegant muzzle, a silver and white coat with silvered black masking, a long floofy tail and a well-defined build.
You are one who towers among others for a Rakash.
You have an elaborate arrangement of several Syrin's heart rings piercing the flesh of your lower lip, that have been attached to each other with thin lengths of diacan chain.
Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

You are wearing a verdant diamond-hide fedora adorned with an absinthe emerald cameo, a thick orichalcum barleycorn chain supporting a carved absinthe emerald pendant, a double-breasted russet zibeline jacket with baroque absinthe emerald buttons, a dark thornweave waistcoat with a lined jaspe back, a russet button-down uzil shirt clasped at the cuffs with lava sphalerites, an aged flamewood book case with a soulstone handle inlaid with faded holy symbols, a kelpzyte-framed swine smuggler's crate modified by misty satin privacy panels, some finely tailored bourde trousers sporting subtle pleats, an elegantly slender knife hilted with a single fae-carved absinthe emerald and some tawny brown shoes with classic leather piping enwreathing the vamp.

== '''Clothes''' ==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
| a flowing bluefire velvet odaj clasped with a scorpion diamond brooch
|Flowing gracefully over a single shoulder, the luxurious weave of this fabric causes a lightning-like effect across the surface of the garment with each step. Platinum threads grace the edges of this garment in an elaborate scrollwork pattern. The image of a howling wolf in front of the black moon Katamba is stitched onto the upper chest.
|-
|Floor-length serpentine leather duster with audrualm clasps
|Embroidered on the back of the deep black coat is a depiction of the great moon Katamba with hints of gold showing through the ebon coloration. The outline of a lone crow can be seen traversing across the lunar object, while a lean badger stands watch below. Extending from the scene, and down the sleeves, a trail of pearlescent butterflies flutter around several labyrinthine sigils. Buckles fashioned from the bluish-grey metal cascade down the front of the coat and secure the fit of each cuff.
|}

=='''Armory''' ==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
|An enormous haralun greatsword with an ornate buffalo skull hilt
|A massive buffalo skull reinforced with darkstone plates rests at the top of the handgrip. Its upswept horns, artfully laced with tyrium veins, provide both reinforcement as well as an appearance of gore. Inside each eye socket, a scorpion diamond glitters, revealing the inclusions for which they are named. A group of vulture feathers suspended from barbed chains dangles from the hilt, their barbs dotted with tiny shrike's eye sapphires. The initials C. M. are impressed on the blade.
|-
|a cavalier's partisan with a dragonwood haft
|Razor-edged flames rise up each side of the spearhead, crafted from varying shades of rubies encased in icesteel, spewing forth from the gaping maw of a niniam dragon-shaped langet. Molten-core diamonds are inlaid into the metal to create a pair of eyes for the fierce creature, the dull red light refracting violently through the crystal clear cocoons. Engraved down the length of the dark scaled haft is a bold inscription.
There appears to be something written on it.''Awrocis del Roken Vilks, uz aizstavet dzirta Ak''
|-
|Damite tower shield dusted with soulstone motes and flakes of tyrium
|Directly in the center of the shield, in place of boss is a menacing vulture's skull, coated over with just enough damite to let some parts of the natural bone show through. The bird's beak is open in threat, and the crushed soulstone glitters around it in alternating patterns that draw further attention to the skull. Pitch black feathers hang from the bottom of the shield, each one wrapped at the end with spirals of tyrium.
|-
|Ebon-hued full plate inlaid with a tomiek vulture skeleton
|At the center of the damite breastplate, a tomiek vulture skeleton is arranged with spindly wings upraised in the moment before flight, hunched neck curved upward to display its hooked beak. The overall image is revealed in hues of the darkest blacks, the chitinous, dark tomiek gleaming dully against the deep ebon damite, lighter niello scrollwork embellishing the pauldrons and body. Small channels in the cuirass are wrought as if to direct the flow of blood toward the vulture.
|-
|Battle-worn leather cowl decorated with a vulture's skull adorned in jewels
|A vulture's skull, with eye sockets filled by twin lava sphelerite orbs, crowns the cowl to rest comfortably upon the wearer's head. Interlocking rings of silversteel, entwined with a multitude of viperscale alexandrites hang loosely from a thick band of droluger hide to lend additional protection to the wearer's neck. In place atop the cowl sits a mammoth bone plate, carved to have the appearance of many feathers.
|}

=='''Miscellany'''==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
|-
! style="width:20em;" |Item Tap
! style="width:20em;" |Look
|-
|A golden warrior's mask resembling a Rakash in moonskin
|Artfully rendered into the shape of a stoic Rakash while in moonskin, this mask is held to the wearer's face by thick leather straps attached to aged steel buckles. Set into the forehead is a lone Enelne's eye.
An animite inlay of a murder of crows taking flight graces the left cheek and extends to the top of the mask.
Parts of the aged wood are visible around the buckles where the gold has been scraped off from repeated wear.
|}

{{PCSkills
|Collapse=No
}}

Cambrinth Hattery/Volume 4

2021-10-04T02:58:34Z

CSIMON: text transcription of image

[[File:hattery4.png]]

== Raiding The Big Salt Aisle ==

Before the fight-ening, people are making preparations. Some even referred to the assault as “taking the fight to the island of the lich” which is kind of strange, since its already been there, and this has been an offensive campaign.
This reporter needs to make his way to A-can-of-mackerel to bring you a closer look at the action. This reporter could probably just use a mirror, but forgetting is half the battle.

Upon arriving at the tavern, where most bad choices begin, one is instantly engulfed in the cult-like gathering, where people don’t know what they’re doing, but by Chadatru they’re going to do it anyway, even if failure means death. It was a beautiful scene, one person was singing, one was planning loudly, a few were spouting near-propaganda spun tales, as people do in taverns.

After taking a nap and finding some stray peanuts to eat, I realized that listening to the post-planning plan about the meeting about the post-plan planning of a meeting was really boring, but they have an airship, so that’s pretty cool. Im gonna watch the fight from up there, away from the news I got paid to report on, but with a nice view.

They’ve started discussing names of people that they plan on fighting, I don’t recognize anyone, but other people seemed to. Large swaths of heads nodded simultaneously, like some sort of beehive behavior.

A strange looking fellow who looks kind of sick, and not all the way there if were being honest, started laying out heavy plan details. Everyone seemed to know him, maybe he is the leader, I’m not actually sure, I was given a woefully small amount of information when I undertook this assignment..

After watching a chained ogre kill a kraken for his freedom, and the humidity of the ship rising drastically from everyone on board losing air at him hoisting heavy things up high, I boarded an ornithopter to the Airship.

Upon Arrival to the Airship, I am greeted by the sight of two gnomes in cages. It seems the caged gnomes were being used as weapons. The clear air was too clear, so I smoked myself a pipe of mint tobacco, much better.

The bloodlust of the attacking forces seems to know no bounds, with attempts at recruiting this reporter into firing wanton electricity towards the battlefield by way of encaged gnomes. To avoid more questioning, I retreated to the observation deck where the Ships dashing captain was hard at work fixing the Telescope. A halfling of good tastes, he too seemingly just wanted to watch. My viewing was cut short when a fellow onlooker wanted to get a better view, I think they were an artist, who also does some writing or something.

I suddenly appeared in a labyrinth and had to figure out how to get out. It was not easy, and it was gross. I had the strange urge to join a decaying mass of flesh, but I fought it off and made my way back to the airship.

Some time passed, and then I saw this giant skeletal form rise out of the manor and grow, and open a strange gate with his enormous sword. Ground forces and air forces alike started firing at him with siege weapons, staggering him.

I was heavily distracted by the craftsmanship of the airship, and totally missed out on how, but somehow the naval powers hurt him and I caught a glimpse of him retreating.

Im not sure who won this battle, but the spooky guy isn’t dead, the Moglin guy with one hand seemed to think he had less influence in the area and had to focus on himself for a while though. That should be good for the Moglins, they trade by ship. There were a lot of people dying though.

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2021-10-04T02:54:39Z

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==Wanted!==

Sir Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks

crimes: Disagreeing with rich people, gross misuse of alcohol, conspiring with the unsavory neighbors,
not cutting the grass around his tree, arson, feedin the poor with food not provided by the great houses,
associating with the poor, increasing trade revenue for non-house affiliated merchants, mocking the baron,
implying the baron would poison people, being real bad at sneaking, performing performance art with a rope,
wearing too much black, uses more than one animal skull for decoration, treason, conspiracy to recruit other
houses to treason, spoke out of turn and was kind of rude, conspiracy of robbery, eats coffee with
watermelon, and uses too many sparkles.

[the same thing is hand written in very poor Eth’ral’khh]

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==Wanted!==

Sir Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks

crimes: Disagreeing with rich people, gross misuse of alcohol, conspiring with the unsavory neighbors,
not cutting the grass around his tree, arson, feedin the poor with food not provided by the great houses,
associating with the poor, increasing trade revenue for non-house affiliated merchants, mocking the baron,
implying the baron would poison people, being real bad at sneaking, performing performance art with a rope,
wearing too much black, uses more than one animal skull for decoration, treason, conspiracy to recruit other
houses to treason, spoke out of turn and was kind of rude, conspiracy of robbery, eats coffee with
watermelon, and uses too many sparkles.

[the same thing is hand written in very poor Eth’ral’khh]

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2021-05-09T19:12:33Z

CSIMON:

Cambrinth Hattery/Volume 2

2021-04-22T17:37:34Z

CSIMON:

[[Cambrinth Hattery]]

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'''Who is REALLY Running Therengia?'''

A glorious bit of factual truth hand-delivered by totally-not-Sir-Khearkrash

Greetings Elanthians.

I have something for YOU to think about.

Who is this Baron of Therengia? Have you seen him lately? What does he look like? Are you sure?

What if I told you “the Baron” as he is generally titled is nothing more than the Paladin <del>Cabal</del> Council shadow-operating our vast neighbors on the north of the mainland.

Now, some of you may be saying “Cambrinth Hatter, he talked to me through his right hand man’s right hand man’s best friend that ate lunch with him once” and all I have to say to that is “No, that Locate wasn’t for you, also it was totally the council that did it.”

Let me pose you a question or 4: Have you ever Seen the Baron and the Lich of the basalt in the same place? What about the Baron and Annael? The baron and the prince? The Baron and the other Baron? What if one or all of them are secretly just fronts to cover up the true puppet masters of Kermoria:
The Paladin <del>Cabal </del> Council!

Think about '''THAT!'''

Annael Sighting? Pt. 2

Im Sorry to bug our readers with this this but I cannot finish the article on Annael Sightings. Something has come to the attention of this journalist.

'''''Slow music starts'''''

Recent fires have caused much damage to the city of Ratha, and no house has been hit harder than house Pantel.

'''''In the aaaarms of an alfar'''''

For just coppers a day you too, can help resupply the great houses with food.

'''''Far away from here.'''''

Maybe some will even trickle down to the first tier.

'''''From this dark, cooold tavern room'''''

Think about how sad it makes the houses, being exposed to things like poor people on their way to the docks to buy grain from someone else

'''''Like the void of Urrem’tier'''''

'''''You escaped from the wreckage,'''''

'''''of exploding Braandy'''''

'''''In the arms of an alfar'''''

'''''may you fii-e-i-e-ind'''''

'''''Some comfort here.'''''

'''''…'''''

'''''…'''''

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Cambrinth Hattery

2021-04-22T17:33:03Z

CSIMON:

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2021-04-22T17:32:11Z

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[[Cambrinth Hattery]]

'''Who is REALLY Running Therengia?'''

A glorious bit of factual truth hand-delivered by totally-not-Sir-Khearkrash

Greetings Elanthians.

I have something for YOU to think about.

Who is this Baron of Therengia? Have you seen him lately? What does he look like? Are you sure?

What if I told you “the Baron” as he is generally titled is nothing more than the Paladin <del>Cabal</del> Council shadow-operating our vast neighbors on the north of the mainland.

Now, some of you may be saying “Cambrinth Hatter, he talked to me through his right hand man’s right hand man’s best friend that ate lunch with him once” and all I have to say to that is “No, that Locate wasn’t for you, also it was totally the council that did it.”

Let me pose you a question or 4: Have you ever Seen the Baron and the Lich of the basalt in the same place? What about the Baron and Annael? The baron and the prince? The Baron and the other Baron? What if one or all of them are secretly just fronts to cover up the true puppet masters of Kermoria:
The Paladin <del>Cabal </del> Council!

Think about '''THAT!'''

Annael Sighting? Pt. 2

Im Sorry to bug our readers with this this but I cannot finish the article on Annael Sightings. Something has come to the attention of this journalist.

'''''Slow music starts'''''

Recent fires have caused much damage to the city of Ratha, and no house has been hit harder than house Pantel.

'''''In the aaaarms of an alfar'''''

For just coppers a day you too, can help resupply the great houses with food.

'''''Far away from here.'''''

Maybe some will even trickle down to the first tier.

'''''From this dark, cooold tavern room'''''

Think about how sad it makes the houses, being exposed to things like poor people on their way to the docks to buy grain from someone else

'''''Like the void of Urrem’tier'''''

'''''You escaped from the wreckage,'''''

'''''of exploding Braandy'''''

'''''In the arms of an alfar'''''

'''''may you fii-e-i-e-ind'''''

'''''Some comfort here.'''''

'''''…'''''

'''''…'''''

Cambrinth Hattery

2021-04-22T17:23:00Z

CSIMON:

Cambrinth Hattery/Volume 1

2021-04-15T04:16:50Z

CSIMON:

[[Cambrinth Hattery]]

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=Is Zauldin Working to Cook Us All Zaul-done?=
A truth firebomb dropped on you like you’re a small fishing village.

Greetings Elanthians.
I have something for YOU to think about.

Have you ever heard of Zauldin? The supposedly “Redeemed Necromancer” consorting with Khoheke Moglin and a large group of mainland adventurers on a quest to end the Lich of Basalt Isle? What if I offered to you this…viewpoint to sit on for a bit? Zauldin is no more than a necrotic reconstruction bent on the fiery destruction and seizure of Reshalian lands.
First bit of Evidence more solid than an Iron Constitution barrier: The man himself: He’s kind of weird guys. He comes around, talking about not having much of his memory before his redemption, but has enough of his faculties to be out there working on an ultimate weapon of destruction in conjunction with the Temple? Sounds fishier than blue bellied croc droppings if you ask this Rakash.

Speaking of flaming superweapons. Why does he need a native holy caster to power his? Is it sorcery? Do we want to mix fire and holy sorcery? Sounds kind of destructive, consuming even. Think about that!

And what about his motives!? Why does he want to get involved? What stake does he hold? I’ll tell you why. Because He is really under the complete and total control of Sidhlot! Sidhlot hasn’t been seen in ages, and in that time has had plenty of time to plan, construct and execute this plan to claim the Basalt Isle (and maybe even Qi in general) in the name of Bone Elf dominance.

Think about THAT!

=Annael Sighting?=
Upon Hearing rumors on the wind, this Peddler of Thought decided to act.

Is Sivroch really Annael? The former Crossing Empath guild leader?

This Information relay station wants to find out!

My first stop was to the local pub, because theyre a great source of truth.

Upon entering Kygar’s Pub, I was greeted with an odd scene. Everyone was angry and it looked like a fire had happened there recently, possibly one started by a Rakish Rakash and Buccaneering Gnome.

When I asked about the subject I was greeted by the owner of the establishment, who led with “Please, I don’t have any more money! I’d rather you not come back, but if you do could you at least help rebuild the Pub?!”

Strange greeting, but nonetheless I am determined to get an answer!!

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Cambrinth Hattery/Volume 1

2021-04-15T04:06:07Z

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=Is Zauldin Working to Cook Us All Zaul-done?=
A truth firebomb dropped on you like you’re a small fishing village.

Greetings Elanthians.
I have something for YOU to think about.

Have you ever heard of Zauldin? The supposedly “Redeemed Necromancer” consorting with Khoheke Moglin and a large group of mainland adventurers on a quest to end the Lich of Basalt Isle? What if I offered to you this…viewpoint to sit on for a bit? Zauldin is no more than a necrotic reconstruction bent on the fiery destruction and seizure of Reshalian lands.
First bit of Evidence more solid than an Iron Constitution barrier: The man himself: He’s kind of weird guys. He comes around, talking about not having much of his memory before his redemption, but has enough of his faculties to be out there working on an ultimate weapon of destruction in conjunction with the Temple? Sounds fishier than blue bellied croc droppings if you ask this Rakash.

Speaking of flaming superweapons. Why does he need a native holy caster to power his? Is it sorcery? Do we want to mix fire and holy sorcery? Sounds kind of destructive, consuming even. Think about that!

And what about his motives!? Why does he want to get involved? What stake does he hold? I’ll tell you why. Because He is really under the complete and total control of Sidhlot! Sidhlot hasn’t been seen in ages, and in that time has had plenty of time to plan, construct and execute this plan to claim the Basalt Isle (and maybe even Qi in general) in the name of Bone Elf dominance.

Think about THAT!

=Annael Sighting?=
Upon Hearing rumors on the wind, this Peddler of Thought decided to act.

Is Sivroch really Annael? The former Crossing Empath guild leader?

This Information relay station wants to find out!

My first stop was to the local pub, because theyre a great source of truth.

Upon entering Kygar’s Pub, I was greeted with an odd scene. Everyone was angry and it looked like a fire had happened there recently, possibly one started by a Rakish Rakash and Buccaneering Gnome.

When I asked about the subject I was greeted by the owner of the establishment, who led with “Please, I don’t have any more money! I’d rather you not come back, but if you do could you at least help rebuild the Pub?!”

Strange greeting, but nonetheless I am determined to get an answer!!

(column will continue next time, im running out of printing press space)

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Khearkrash

2021-04-07T21:47:23Z

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=='''The Story of Khearkrash'''(KEER-krash)==
Its been there as long as you remember.
~*clink*~

Every night in the orphanage you hear their screams. Not those of Lyras's victims,
you are too young for that, but of those who survived, your parents, taken from
you by a group of Robed and heavily armored men in the night.

~*clink*~

They didnt kill you though. One of the more physically imposing of the company
didnt find it just. "To put down a child before he can choose his own path is
wrong." They sent you to Ratha instead.

'''Far away from them, that's how much they care about you.'''

~*Clink*~

You remember the first time you heard it at the orphanage. "Dog" the little elf
child called you, "filthy, dirty, dog" he mocked, doing a poor child's imitation of
an actual dog.

''Thats what they called you parents, Dog, Cur, Hound''

"No," you say quietly to yourself.

''Thats what they called them before they killed them''

"No what, dog?" the elf asks you.

"No!", you repeat louder.

~*Clink*~

"A proper education" wasnt exactly something afforded to you. Spending
your entire childhood at the orphanage meant that you had to guide your
own studies. You spent many nights studying astronomy, anatomy, the
history of your people (when available), reading and writing.

You learned in other ways as well, things the Reshal houses were more
than willing to teach the lower class.

Ahead at the docks, you see two S'kra.

''That man has power, see how he uses it?''

"He uses it to make sure others dont gain any," you quietly respond.

''That one has money, how does HE use it''

"To buy more for hiself while those he leads starve"

You stare through the two S'kra, waiting for the voice to continue narrating.

When it does not, you snap out of it and notice one of the S'kra is trying
to say something to you.

"I '''said'''," he pontificates, "Quit staring at me dog!"

You quickly turn to leave.

"One more week Khear, one more week then you will be 16 and free to leave", you mutter under your breath.

~*Clink*~

You see sprawled before you the city of Crossing, this is the first real
place youve been since leaving Ratha.

''It smells here''

"Quiet" you say nearly silently to yourself.

''Remember how much they complained of the smell of your parents?''

"Hush, they were scared and knew no better, my parents were outsiders." you utter under your breath.

''They knew better, and they were most definitely scared''

"I know" you say, forgetting to stifle your volume.

"Whats that, dog?" you hear an ornately dressed guard say.

His partner gives him a sharp elbow to the ribs.

"She might hear you, do you want to be scrubbing chamber pots again" he says to his partner.

The conversation catches your attention, and you glance in the
general direction of the guards, seeing behind them the famed Paladin's Guild.

''Yes, go, this will do nicely''

~*CLINK*~

== '''Appearance''' ==
[[File:Khear.jpg]]
===Softskin===

You are Champion of Arms Khearkrash NoRoken'Vilks, Lord Cavalier of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.

You have an oval face with a severe overbite, sparkling eyes, one crystal blue and one crystal green and a classical nose.
Your silver hair is very long and wavy, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks.
You have pale skin and an athletic build.
You are a bit over average height for a Rakash.

You are a pack beta.

You have a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on your upper lip and a long shaggy beard.

Your right wrist has a tattoo of a kneeling Rakash thrusting a sword skyward as he is encircled by a ring of spectral apparitions.

===Moonskin===

You have a wolfish face with a severe overbite, gold-flecked eyes, one crystal green and one crystal blue and an elegant muzzle, a silver and white coat with silvered black masking, a thick tail and an athletic build.

You are a bit over average height for a Rakash.

== '''Clothes''' ==

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| a flowing bluefire velvet odaj clasped with a scorpion diamond brooch
|Flowing gracefully over a single shoulder, the luxurious weave of this fabric causes a lightning-like effect across the surface of the garment with each step. Platinum threads grace the edges of this garment in an elaborate scrollwork pattern. The image of a howling wolf in front of the black moon Katamba is stitched onto the upper chest.
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|Floor-length serpentine leather duster with audrualm clasps
|Embroidered on the back of the deep black coat is a depiction of the great moon Katamba with hints of gold showing through the ebon coloration. The outline of a lone crow can be seen traversing across the lunar object, while a lean badger stands watch below. Extending from the scene, and down the sleeves, a trail of pearlescent butterflies flutter around several labyrinthine sigils. Buckles fashioned from the bluish-grey metal cascade down the front of the coat and secure the fit of each cuff.
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=='''Armory''' ==

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|An enormous haralun greatsword with an ornate buffalo skull hilt
|A massive buffalo skull reinforced with darkstone plates rests at the top of the handgrip. Its upswept horns, artfully laced with tyrium veins, provide both reinforcement as well as an appearance of gore. Inside each eye socket, a scorpion diamond glitters, revealing the inclusions for which they are named. A group of vulture feathers suspended from barbed chains dangles from the hilt, their barbs dotted with tiny shrike's eye sapphires. The initials C. M. are impressed on the blade.
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|a cavalier's partisan with a dragonwood haft
|Razor-edged flames rise up each side of the spearhead, crafted from varying shades of rubies encased in icesteel, spewing forth from the gaping maw of a niniam dragon-shaped langet. Molten-core diamonds are inlaid into the metal to create a pair of eyes for the fierce creature, the dull red light refracting violently through the crystal clear cocoons. Engraved down the length of the dark scaled haft is a bold inscription.
There appears to be something written on it.''Awrocis del Roken Vilks, uz aizstavet dzirta Ak''
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|Damite tower shield dusted with soulstone motes and flakes of tyrium
|Directly in the center of the shield, in place of boss is a menacing vulture's skull, coated over with just enough damite to let some parts of the natural bone show through. The bird's beak is open in threat, and the crushed soulstone glitters around it in alternating patterns that draw further attention to the skull. Pitch black feathers hang from the bottom of the shield, each one wrapped at the end with spirals of tyrium.
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|Ebon-hued full plate inlaid with a tomiek vulture skeleton
|At the center of the damite breastplate, a tomiek vulture skeleton is arranged with spindly wings upraised in the moment before flight, hunched neck curved upward to display its hooked beak. The overall image is revealed in hues of the darkest blacks, the chitinous, dark tomiek gleaming dully against the deep ebon damite, lighter niello scrollwork embellishing the pauldrons and body. Small channels in the cuirass are wrought as if to direct the flow of blood toward the vulture.
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|Battle-worn leather cowl decorated with a vulture's skull adorned in jewels
|A vulture's skull, with eye sockets filled by twin lava sphelerite orbs, crowns the cowl to rest comfortably upon the wearer's head. Interlocking rings of silversteel, entwined with a multitude of viperscale alexandrites hang loosely from a thick band of droluger hide to lend additional protection to the wearer's neck. In place atop the cowl sits a mammoth bone plate, carved to have the appearance of many feathers.
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=='''Miscellany'''==

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|A golden warrior's mask resembling a Rakash in moonskin
|Artfully rendered into the shape of a stoic Rakash while in moonskin, this mask is held to the wearer's face by thick leather straps attached to aged steel buckles. Set into the forehead is a lone Enelne's eye.
An animite inlay of a murder of crows taking flight graces the left cheek and extends to the top of the mask.
Parts of the aged wood are visible around the buckles where the gold has been scraped off from repeated wear.
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User:CSIMON

2021-03-11T18:35:53Z

CSIMON: /* Verbs */

User:CSIMON

2021-03-11T18:35:04Z

CSIMON: Created page with "=Sandbox= ==Verbs== {| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;" |- ! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:3em;" |Verb ! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:20em;" |Fir..."

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! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:3em;" |Verb
! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:20em;" |First person sees
! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:20em;" |Second person sees
! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:20em;" |Third person sees
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|As you study the cloak, you think you could probably poke, push and pull it.
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!style="background-color:#cbcefb;"|{{com|verb2}}
|Lowering your head in reverence, you sweep your cavalier's cloak aside and bend in a formal bow.
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!style="background-color:#cbcefb;"|{{com|verb3}}
|Nodding a respectful greeting, you bend in a slight bow.
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!style="background-color:#cbcefb;"|{{com|verb4}}
|Nodding politely, you excuse yourself with a brief bow.
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Item:Black Gemfire velvet cavalier's cloak trimmed with twisted satin cording

2021-03-11T18:19:56Z

CSIMON: /* Verbs */

{{Item
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|noun=cloak
|look=Exquisitely tailored for a gentleman, the simple yet elegant cloak is the perfect outerwear for any occasion. The remarkable weave of the velvet-like fabric displays a slightly glittered appearance similar to the dark evening sky, complemented by the twisted silver satin cording along the collar and hem. A brilliant Gemfire ruby clasp is designed to secure the garment at the neckline, while discreet slotted pockets allow for the stowing of personal trinkets.
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{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
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! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:3em;" |Verb
! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:20em;" |First person sees
! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:20em;" |Second person sees
! style="background-color:#9b9b9b;width:20em;" |Third person sees
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!style="background-color:#cbcefb;" |{{com|STUDY}}
|As you study the cloak, you think you could probably poke, push and pull it.
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!style="background-color:#cbcefb;"|{{com|POKE}}
|Lowering your head in reverence, you sweep your cavalier's cloak aside and bend in a formal bow.
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!style="background-color:#cbcefb;"|{{com|PUSH}}
|Nodding a respectful greeting, you bend in a slight bow.
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!style="background-color:#cbcefb;"|{{com|PULL}}
|Nodding politely, you excuse yourself with a brief bow.
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|}

Item:Black Gemfire velvet cavalier's cloak trimmed with twisted satin cording

2021-03-11T18:14:18Z

CSIMON: /* Verbs */

{{Item
|rev=3
|noun=cloak
|look=Exquisitely tailored for a gentleman, the simple yet elegant cloak is the perfect outerwear for any occasion. The remarkable weave of the velvet-like fabric displays a slightly glittered appearance similar to the dark evening sky, complemented by the twisted silver satin cording along the collar and hem. A brilliant Gemfire ruby clasp is designed to secure the garment at the neckline, while discreet slotted pockets allow for the stowing of personal trinkets.
|MTag=gemfire velvet,velvet,satin,gemfire ruby,ruby
|CTag=black,silver
|type=clothing, container, verby
|wearloc=shoulders
|weight=50
|lsize=-
|wsize=-
|hsize=-
|ilsize=3
|iwsize=3
|ihsize=3
|csize=200
|appcost=5,625,000
|sourcetype=-
|fname=No
|metal=no
}}

==Verbs==

{| class="wikitable" style="text-align: left;"
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! style="background-color:#ce6301;width:3em;" |Verb
! style="background-color:#ce6301;width:20em;" |First person sees
! style="background-color:#ce6301;width:20em;" |Second person sees
! style="background-color:#ce6301;width:20em;" |Third person sees
|-
!style="background-color:#ffcb2f;" |{{com|STUDY}}
|As you study the cloak, you think you could probably poke, push and pull it.
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|-
!style="background-color:#ffcb2f;"|{{com|POKE}}
|Lowering your head in reverence, you sweep your cavalier's cloak aside and bend in a formal bow.
|
|
|-
!style="background-color:#ffcb2f;"|{{com|PUSH}}
|Nodding a respectful greeting, you bend in a slight bow.
|
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|-
!style="background-color:#ffcb2f;"|{{com|PULL}}
|Nodding politely, you excuse yourself with a brief bow.
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