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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>Nemy</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Nilakadi */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nemy&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Empath&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Oogamooga, Court of Nytfrost&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Nemy3.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Frost Princess Nemy Nytfrost, Diplomat of Eylhaar, a Prydaen.&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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She has an angular face with a swirl of glittered snowflakes painted on each cheek, sullenly glowing cat-slitted icy blue eyes and a frostflare opal stud precariously balanced atop the diverging fractals of frosted icesteel that curve around a small nose.  Her icy blue-streaked silver mane is pixie-cut and straight, and is worn in an elaborate braid coiled into a knot and held by an icesteel tiara flaunting a frostflare opal in a splash of ice sapphire shards.  She has frost-blue fur with icy white fractals, a artfully fractured icesteel tailband centered with a frostflare opal accenting a slender tail and a gracefully slender figure.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
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She has a mesmerizing tracery of glittering ice sapphires sweeping across one side of her face.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her shoulder has a tattoo of a delicate cracking snowflake.  Icy shards cascade from the bottom of the shattered snow crystal down her left arm in frosty blue and white hues.  The last sliver rests in the shape of a snowdrop on the ring finger of her left hand&lt;br /&gt;
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==Alterations==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#07567D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;a diamond-hide shield flaunting a frostflare opal and frosted icesteel fractals&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A frostflare opal balances precariously in the upper left.  From the snowflake-patterned gem, shards of icesteel spread in fractal patterns over the hide, bursting diagonally from the shield in jagged frost-blue shards.  The icy hues of the transparent metal distort the sparkles from the glittery hide, creating a frosted appearance.  Tiny frost, snow, and winter opals line the edges of the shield.  Smaller fractals spread out from the gems until they intersect the larger flare of metallic frost.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;an icesteel tiara flaunting a frostflare opal in a splash of ice sapphire shards&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Meticulously placed slivers of lightly frosted icesteel spread from the snowflake-patterned gem in a semicircle like cracking ice, securing in the wearer&#039;s hair with tiny hairpins.  Splinters of ice sapphire surround the frostflare opal, bursting outward as if the opal had been dropped into a glacial-blue waterfall.  Tiny snow opals are strewn about the band like a spray of droplets, whisper-thin curls of icy metal clinging to them as if winter&#039;s frost claimed them the moment they landed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;a frostflare opal studded icesteel hoop&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Meticulously placed shards of lightly frosted icesteel radiate from the snowflaked gem like cracking ice.  The transparent metal is designed to travel up the side and creep slightly over the top of the wearer&#039;s nose for a secure fit.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;a dramatic icesteel chair crowned with a frostflare opal amid ice sapphires&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Extending to jagged frost-blue shards, icesteel spreads in fractal patterns over the chair frame accentuating the plush frost-opal icesilk cushion.  Atop the throne, splinters of ice sapphire surround the frostflare opal, bursting outward as if the snowflake-patterned gem had been dropped into a glacial-blue waterfall.  Tiny snow opals are strewn about the band like a spray of droplets, whisper-thin curls of icy metal clinging to them as if winter&#039;s frost claimed them the moment they landed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;a sublimating eddy of frost-hued light caged in icesteel and ice sapphire icicles&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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The soft mist of light drifts within the frame like a warm breath on winter&#039;s wind.  Crystallizing patterns of icesteel bind the delicate ice sapphires that protrude downward in icicle shapes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Title:&#039;&#039;&#039; Frost Princess&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;a regal frost-blue husky puppy crowned with a frosted icesteel tiara&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Piercing midnight-blue eyes contrast with the softer frost-blue and white hues of the puppy&#039;s floofy fur.  Swirls of glitter glint down its back and paws in a pattern of icy fractals, reflecting available light like fresh frost on a winter&#039;s morning.  A fetching ice sapphire is accentuated by a cascade of dazzling winter opals, caught in the grasp of the translucent crown&#039;s dramatic wisps.  A matching icesteel necklace dangles an icicle-shaped nametag inscribed with &amp;quot;Frostbyte.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;a majestic frost-white kitten with glittery paws and an icesteel tiara in your right hand&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Commanding sapphire eyes contrast with the softer frost-white and winter hues of the kitten&#039;s meticulously groomed fur.  Swirls of glitter glint down its back and paws in a pattern of icy fractals, reflecting available light like frost at winter&#039;s twilight.  A dazzling trio of ice sapphires is accentuated by a cascade of snow opals, caught in the grasp of the petite crown&#039;s dramatic wisps.  A matching dainty icesteel necklace dangles a snowflake-shaped name tag inscribed with &amp;quot;Wyntr.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;a dramatic icethorn tree with delicate crystalline fractal patterns&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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The usual frigid white of the tree has taken on an illusionary translucent blue, with the shimmering gold tips of the upper branches mimicking sunlight refracting on fresh frost.  Resembling the quiet beauty of wintry woodlands, tiny crystalline icicles glisten against the thorny bark of the tree as they cascade down the trunk in spectacular patterns, enhancing the stark lines that hint at winter&#039;s frostbite.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Tattoo&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
a tattoo of a delicate cracking snowflake.  Icy shards cascade from the bottom of the shattered snow crystal down her left arm in frosty blue and white hues.  The last sliver rests in the shape of a snowdrop on the ring finger of her left hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#07567D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nilakadi&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Nilakadi2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#07567D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;a tenacious alfar warrior with dramatic icesteel piercings&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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An alfar warrior has ominous powder-grey eyes.  Its features are all sharp angles, with lavish icesteel accents adding harsh angles to its vestigial wings.  Crystalline studs adorn the eyebrows and nose, the icy metal highlighting its white skin that gleams like fresh snow.  Icesteel spreads in fractal patterns through a multitude of piercings flaring off the top and bottom of its pointed ears.  Frosted metal twines through its hair, binding the locks into a warlike, yet regal twist of braids.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Court of Nytfrost==&lt;br /&gt;
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{|style=&amp;quot;float:right; margin-left:25px;&amp;quot; class=&amp;quot;wikitable sortable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
!Name!!Rank!!Title&lt;br /&gt;
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|[[Nemy]]||Frost Princess||Princess&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Oogamooga]]||Frost Prince||Oogie&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Telamont]]||Court Advisor||Moonster&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sothios]]||Personal Guard||Escort&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tiakim]]||Master of Ensemble||Debonair Tia&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Kaelie]]||Court Physician||Kaelie&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
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|[[Medikaus]]||Toy Master||Piper&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Cythra]]||THE Head of Snarky Diplomacy||Lady of Snark&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Almarius]]||Cupcake Connoisseur||Alma / Cupcake&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Emryn]]||Tender of Devotion||TBD&lt;br /&gt;
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|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Jaelia]]||Community Spirit Mom||Spirit Mom&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Illiahanna]]||Mixologist Fairy||Mixologist/Fairy Godmother&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Redacted&#039;&#039;&#039;||Unknown||Jack of all Blades&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Kernen]]||Hunting Tactics Advisor||Kernal Kernen&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Malchazador]]||Outreach Coordinator||Malch&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Grayshuss]]||Welcome Director||Gray&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Kolja]]||Truth Speaker||Kolja&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Amailia]]||Story Hunter||Amailia&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Zaryna]]||Court Advisor&#039;s Assistant||Moonstress&lt;br /&gt;
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|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Taurture]]||Tart Taster||Tarts&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Zynell]]||Soul Surgeon||Freebie&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Ninatta]]||Court Bardess||Frostingale&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Shekma]]||Internals Inspector||Killer&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Oighrig]]||Shield Maiden||Huntress&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#07567D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Formation of the Court&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#07567D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Come to find out, being a Princess is hard work. The Frost Princess had never been one before so she started asking one of her more informed friends if certain things were “princessly”. She requested another friend escort her through the Crossing streets safely as she had read that Princesses were often the target of nefarious deeds. With their support, she started to settle into her princessly duties, gauging where and when her attentions were most needed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Relaxing in the Empath Courtyard, a conversation started up about Princesses needing a royal court. Much laughing and various theories were tossed around until they all realized she had the basics of a court forming. Her Court Advisor would continue to ensure that her affairs were maintained in a princessly manner, her Personal Guard would continue to walk with her as needed, and her new Shield Maiden would continue working on her hunting skills.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;border-bottom:1px solid #07567D; padding-bottom:.5em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Thus the [[Court of Nytfrost]] was formed.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==The Journey to Frost Princess==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#07567D;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nemy arrived in Crossing from the colder region near the Frozen Heavens just South of Leth. She admired all of the adventurers running around and fending off various creatures. So she tried it. Nemy found herself in the shipyard surrounded by rats. She fended them off as best she could, but without proper training she mostly flailed wildly. As she left the rats, closing the gate behind her, she looked at her scratches and the blood welling up in the gash across her leg.&lt;br /&gt;
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Battered and bloody she limped her way through the streets, annoyed that she was unable to mend the wounds herself. The chill from her skirt and will to maintain her composure had her walking into the Empath Garden with her head held high. Ignoring the offers of mending, she marched into Sal’s office and demanded that her talents for injury and perseverance be added to the guild roster.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not wanting to forgo her desire to hunt, Nemy darted back and forth between constructs and the patients waiting in Empath, managing to scrounge up enough plat for a tiara. She had made some progress in her training by the time the festivities started. The Merelew were arriving with their wares and culture. Nemy shopped until she dropped. Presents for friends, all the winter themed items that went with her fur, and even had a design done.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nemy came into the alteration room to prepare for another chance at a design. Some commotion was going on and one of the Merelew diplomats had been poisoned. No one seemed to take note of the political ramifications and potential war that could ensue if the diplomat died from one of the mainlanders. She asked the diplomat if they wished to be cured. Upon receiving an enthusiastic agreement and nod, Nemy took the poison.&lt;br /&gt;
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Knowing she did not have the skills necessary to remove the poison from her system, Nemy politely excused herself and made a mad dash for Sal’s office. He had said he could teach her the methods and there was no time like the present. She had entered the island from the Leth side of the river and had to wait impatiently for a ferry, healing what hurts she could find from the poison. The journey felt like an eternity, waiting for death or skill, neither in a rush to find her. &lt;br /&gt;
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Her fur matting to her skin in sickly sweat, she dove into Sal’s office for training. He muttered the method to the madness to her and she stepped outside to start the flush poison process. Time ticking, her vitality dropping, the sweat turning to chill, she concentrated on the motions she just learned. She held her breath as she completed the motions. Nothing. She waited, fretting that Sal had steered her wrong. The chill subsided, her fur began to dry, the weariness was only from the running, and her breathing returned to normal.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another once over and smoothing out her skirt, she adjusted her tiara like nothing had happened. Nemy skipped to the docks and summoned her dolphin, walking back into the alteration room like she had not nearly died saving the diplomatic relations of nations.&lt;br /&gt;
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In light of her valor, a title was designed just for her. As befitting her aesthetic and her knack for diplomatic relations, Nemy adjusted her icesteel tiara as she became Frost Princess Nemy.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Mazilyn</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Captain&amp;#039;s Outfit */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Mazilyn&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Sothios&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Mazilyn_2026_2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sea Priestess Mazilyn d&#039;Noir, Moon Warrior of Eluned, a Prydaen&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mazilyn has a triangular face, ears accented by some miniature krakenite ship earrings bedizened with seaspark sapphire sails and sparkling cat-slitted silver eyes.  Her platinum-streaked white mane is very long and straight, and is worn pulled back on the side to fall in a tousled mass over one shoulder, held in place by a miniature krakenite trident splashed in seaspark sapphires.  She has glittered glossy white fur with white markings, a thick tail and a hexad of krakenite tentacles with bioluminescent asarenjan suckers looming over a curvaceous figure.&lt;br /&gt;
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She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Clasped onto Her nostril is an Eluned&#039;s tear sapphire.  Delicate, whisper-thin carvings connect it first to a simple ear stud, and then to a softly glowing silvery albatross resting at the top edge of her ear.  The shimmered blue tendrils are positioned in such a way as to resemble a gentle freshwater stream.&lt;br /&gt;
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She is wearing an oceanic blue-plumed white sailcloth captain&#039;s hat set with a seaspark sapphire, a krakenite pilgrim&#039;s badge carved into a ship with seaspark sapphire sails, a sea-green backpack of supple leather clasped with an ivory starfish, a flowy sea-hued watersilk blouse splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires, a dark sunken leather jacket secured by faceted seaspark sapphires, a shadow-black krakenite band inset with an indigo seaspark sapphire, a sinuous wedding ring with a seaspark sapphire nestled amongst seaglass waves, a watersilk sash splashed in seaspark sapphires and krakenite tentacles, a sculpted krakenite belt with a captain&#039;s scimitar and a pirate&#039;s sabre hanging from it, a draw-string canvas pouch appliqued with dried starfish, some dark sunken leather pantaloons splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires and some sunken leather boots bedizened with krakenite and seaspark sapphires.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;The Journey Back to Eluned&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Mazilyn had been a happy little priestess of Eluned before realizing she was just as fluid as the water. Her path was leading to dry land and she offered her love and apologies to Eluned. They were drifting apart for a time. Mazilyn wandered through the mainlander immortals, she walked with the Triquetra, she tried out Faenella, she partied with Glythtide, she even sat by the hearth with Tamsine and Albreda, she tasted sweet death with Eylhaar. No one was quite the right fit for the chaos of faith that followed Mazilyn.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day Unaka&#039;s offhandedly remarked that she give Truffenyi another chance, to walk with his mercy and civilization. She did her best. She tried to give her all to a father figure that her orphaned self would never understand. She felt her inner light dying the longer she tried. The constant uphill struggle to craft, to inspire, to believe in what confused her was taxing on her soul.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her faith was drained by the time the Heralds showed up. Never had she been so uncomfortable in her own furs. She was glad to simply have an end to the conflict both within the realm and within herself. Without Unaka, there was little to keep her trying to follow Truffenyi. She gazed at the captain&#039;s outfit hanging in her closet, a sincere longing for days past overwhelming her.&lt;br /&gt;
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A death later, she was filling favor orbs to Eluned as atonement and earned her upgraded sparkling seaspark sapphire captain&#039;s outfit. Feeling more comfortable in her fur than ever, her quest for a new boat began.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Captain&#039;s Outfit&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;an oceanic blue-plumed white sailcloth captain&#039;s hat set with a seaspark sapphire&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Set in inky black krakenite, the translucent teal-blue sapphire secures the delicate ostrich feather to the matching sea-hued band, braced for even the most horrific squall.  The jewel&#039;s bioluminescence shimmers faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a miniature krakenite trident splashed in seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Inky black metal, completely devoid of shine, forms the menacing hair piece.  Elaborate scenes of battles with sea monsters are delicately etched along the haft.  Shards of seaspark sapphires emphasize each hero in the combat scenes, the bioluminescence of the translucent teal-blue jewels shimmers faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some miniature krakenite ship earrings bedizened with seaspark sapphire sails&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Inky black metal with an intensely matte finish that remains completely devoid of shine is molded into petite galleons.  Delicate craftsmanship showcases the grain texture of the magnificent boat and accentuates the tiny shards of seaspark sapphire that are set in the sails and portholes.  The translucent teal-blue jewels shimmer brightly against the dark ship, their bioluminescence glowing faintly like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a flowy sea-hued watersilk blouse splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The sea spray color of the neckline subtly shifts through various water shades, ending at the bottom hemline in darker hues reminiscent of the depths of the ocean.  Tiny sapphires are tactfully placed across the shimmery silk, their bioluminescence glowing faintly like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.  Inky black metal buttons, shaped into kraken tentacles in various poses, remain completely devoid of shine.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a watersilk sash splashed in seaspark sapphires and krakenite tentacles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tiny seaspark sapphires are tactfully placed across the glistening silk, their bioluminescence glowing faintly like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.  Completely devoid of shine, inky black krakenite tentacles form the monstrous buckle with thin cambrinth rings creating the suckers on the sea creature.  The soft fabric shimmers in subtle hues of glittery seafoam, like the waves under an ever shifting moon.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold; margin-left:30px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Custom Colors:&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; oceanic blue, twilight-blue, abyssal ocean-blue, marine blue, seafoam-blue, seafoam-green, sea-blue, twilight-grey, glittery seafoam, Reshalian blue, navy blue, sparkling sapphire, lagoon-blue, coral-pink, and sea-grey.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some dark sunken leather pantaloons splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Deep ocean hues linger in complex patterns throughout the layered hide resembling submerged sediment.  Tiny sapphires highlight the belt line and each pocket.  Contrasting with the near black pantaloons, the bioluminescence of the translucent teal-blue jewels shimmers faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.  Completely devoid of shine, inky black tentacle-shaped krakenite buckles secure a series of sunken leather straps that cascade down each leg.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some sunken leather boots bedizened with krakenite and seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Abyssal oceanic blues linger in complex patterns throughout the layered hide.  Inky black metal curves around the toes and up the ankle, and though it remains devoid of any shine, the texture of a monstrous sea creature&#039;s skin is evident as it slowly transitions into tentacles that wrap around the wearer&#039;s calves.  Each ankle is fitted with a single translucent teal-blue jewel that serves as the eye of the kraken, the sapphire&#039;s rippling inclusions giving off a faint bioluminescent glow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; a krakenite pilgrim&#039;s badge carved into a ship with seaspark sapphire sails&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a glittery seafoam-hued goblet splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sparkling like the ocean surf under the brilliant midday sky, the large cup is a myriad of sea spray and water hues that flow together in a tribute to Eluned.  Tiny sea creature-shaped sapphires are playfully set into the bowl, their bioluminescence glowing faintly like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.  The goblet stem is a tangled mess of inky black tentacles, the dark metal completely devoid of shine.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Weapons&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a captain&#039;s scimitar with a seaspark sapphire inset in the pommel of the krakenite hilt&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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An inky black metal ship sits in the center of the guard, an ocean of the same darkness continues down the hilt.  Bioluminescent translucent teal-blue flecks from seaspark sapphires shimmer faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water as they cascade down the hilt, increasing in density as they swirl towards the large jewel set in the pommel.  Set into the scimitar is a seaspark sapphire.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a pirate&#039;s sabre with a krakenite hilt and a seaspark sapphire pommel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Inky black metal tentacles of a ferocious sea monster curl around the blade to form the guard, an ocean of the same darkness continues down the hilt.  Bioluminescent translucent teal-blue flecks from seaspark sapphires shimmer faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water as they cascade down the hilt, increasing in density as they swirl towards the large seaspark sapphire set in the pommel.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some mismatched haralun hand claws set with symbols of blue gold-inlaid kadepa&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The dark black metal of one claw has been expertly painted in shades of cobalt blue and gleaming gold, reminiscent of a clear, star-strewn summer sky just before dawn with a thin shariza of blue gold set in kadepa placed over the grip atop the wearer&#039;s hand.  In contrast, the other claw is unpainted and warped, its pitch-black metal showing like a twisted void next to its brilliant partner.  A twin shariza yet graces this claw as well in a symbolic representation of Tenemlor&#039;s universal blessings.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Truffenyi&#039;s Travels Journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mazilyn/Logs/Truffenyi Travels|Truffenyi&#039;s Travels Journal]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is wearing a gold medallion symbolizing dedication to Urrem&#039;tier, a featureless pilgrim&#039;s badge sculpted from void-black jet, a deathfiber hex bag clasped with a cambrinth voodoo doll, an onyx pin shaped like a sprawling scorpion carved with numerous smaller animals along its carapace, a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds, a deeply-hooded deathfiber robe clasped with a Holy Inquisition pin, an elongated steel scorpion displaying a slightly curled tail, a black ironwood carving case with a bloodgem scorpion clasp, a gloamstone rosary tethered to a frayed piece of deathfiber and a pair of deathfiber priest&#039;s slippers.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
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A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none; clear:both&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
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 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
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 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
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 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
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 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
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 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
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 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
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 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
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 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
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 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
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 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
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 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
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 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
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 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
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 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
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 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
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 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
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 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
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 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
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 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693376</id>
		<title>Relay</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693376"/>
		<updated>2026-07-27T09:30:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a gold medallion symbolizing dedication to Urrem&#039;tier, a featureless pilgrim&#039;s badge sculpted from void-black jet, a deathfiber hex bag clasped with a cambrinth voodoo doll, an onyx pin shaped like a sprawling scorpion carved with numerous smaller animals along its carapace, a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds, a deeply-hooded deathfiber robe clasped with a Holy Inquisition pin, an elongated steel scorpion displaying a slightly curled tail, a black ironwood carving case with a bloodgem scorpion clasp, a gloamstone rosary tethered to a frayed piece of deathfiber and a pair of deathfiber priest&#039;s slippers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: right; margin-left:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none; clear:both&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693375</id>
		<title>Relay</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693375"/>
		<updated>2026-07-27T09:27:46Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Alterations */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: right; margin-left:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none; clear:both&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693374</id>
		<title>Relay</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693374"/>
		<updated>2026-07-27T09:26:00Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Alterations */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: right; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none; clear:both&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693373</id>
		<title>Relay</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693373"/>
		<updated>2026-07-27T09:25:09Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Alterations */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;hr style:&amp;quot;clear: both;&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none; clear:both&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Relay</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Alterations */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;hr style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none; clear:both&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693371</id>
		<title>Relay</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693371"/>
		<updated>2026-07-27T09:24:28Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none; clear:both&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693370</id>
		<title>Relay</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693370"/>
		<updated>2026-07-27T09:23:49Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=693369</id>
		<title>Relay</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-27T09:22:59Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Alterations */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style:&amp;quot;clear:both&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=No&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=File:Relay2.png&amp;diff=693368</id>
		<title>File:Relay2.png</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-27T09:22:05Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693336</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-26T10:01:33Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Overview */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted midnight-blue eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent most of her first fifty circles struggling under the mentorship of the prevailing Code at the time. The hypocrisy did not sate her questions or her need for morality.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She spent a lot of time soul searching, wondering if she should just forge a new path as an urban ranger or bard. Her faith was rocky and her faith in the paladin guild was worse.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
During the time of Wild Magic, Skandul felt the pull of the Triquetra. The strings in her heart and soul pulled her towards the old ways, the traditional immortals of her people. She had not studied them in the paladin guild, but matters of the soul rarely care about what the schools teach.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The times of Wild Magic were fraught with change in Skandul. She welcomed the Triquetra, but the dreams that plagued her were unsettling. For months she was chased by the rotting faces of loved ones. As the Wild Magics shifted, her dreams felt more real, more grounded in memory than fantasy. She was an assortment of occupations, wealthy, poor, happy, and sad, but each dream had the same male energy, the same confident swagger that she knew in her soul she could rely on forever. She woke from a particularly vivid premonition with the singular purpose - to find the soul that kept circling the Wheel with her.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Droughtman&#039;s LAST Challenge in the year 457 was the year Skandul got her first official holy icon - a platinum triquetra icon interlaced with a circle of blue gold - and she picked out her potential holy weapon. That same year, her previous classmate introduced her to her new mentor. She had much to learn about her new immortals and her new perspective on what kind of paladin she wanted to become.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Solitaria&amp;diff=693324</id>
		<title>Solitaria</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-25T22:27:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Solitaria&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Elf&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Empath&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Solitaria2.png|300px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C49A2C; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Solitaria of Elanthia, an Elf.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has a triangular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed gold eyes.  Her amber-streaked golden hair is very long and wavy showcasing metallic-gold dye on the tips of the hair, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a radiant crown of gold.  She has copper skin and a pair of pearlescent valkyrie wings with sungold feathers arching away from a slender figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for an Elf.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing a gold lace dress and some gold sandals.&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Solitaria&amp;diff=693323</id>
		<title>Solitaria</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-25T22:26:30Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Solitaria&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Elf&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Empath&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Solitaria2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#C49A2C; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Solitaria of Elanthia, an Elf.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has a triangular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed gold eyes.  Her amber-streaked golden hair is very long and wavy showcasing metallic-gold dye on the tips of the hair, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a radiant crown of gold.  She has copper skin and a pair of pearlescent valkyrie wings with sungold feathers arching away from a slender figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for an Elf.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing a gold lace dress and some gold sandals.&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Solitaria&amp;diff=693322</id>
		<title>Solitaria</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-25T22:25:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Solitaria&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Elf&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Empath&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Solitaria2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#D4AF37; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Solitaria of Elanthia, an Elf.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has a triangular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed gold eyes.  Her amber-streaked golden hair is very long and wavy showcasing metallic-gold dye on the tips of the hair, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a radiant crown of gold.  She has copper skin and a pair of pearlescent valkyrie wings with sungold feathers arching away from a slender figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for an Elf.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing a gold lace dress and some gold sandals.&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Solitaria&amp;diff=693321</id>
		<title>Solitaria</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-25T22:22:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: Created page with &amp;quot;{{PC |name=Solitaria |status=a |race=Elf |gender=Female |guild=Empath |instance=Prime |Image File=Solitaria2.png }} Solitaria of Elanthia, an Elf.  She has a triangular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed gold eyes.  Her amber-streaked golden hair is very long and wavy showcasing metallic-gold dye on the tips of the hair, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a radiant crown of gold.  She has copper skin and a pair of...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Solitaria&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Elf&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Empath&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|Image File=Solitaria2.png&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
Solitaria of Elanthia, an Elf.&lt;br /&gt;
She has a triangular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed gold eyes.  Her amber-streaked golden hair is very long and wavy showcasing metallic-gold dye on the tips of the hair, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a radiant crown of gold.  She has copper skin and a pair of pearlescent valkyrie wings with sungold feathers arching away from a slender figure.&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=File:Solitaria2.png&amp;diff=693320</id>
		<title>File:Solitaria2.png</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-25T22:20:34Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693301</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693301"/>
		<updated>2026-07-25T05:12:40Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted midnight-blue eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent most of her first fifty circles struggling under the mentorship of the prevailing Code at the time. The hypocrisy did not sate her questions or her need for morality.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She spent a lot of time soul searching, wondering if she should just forge a new path as an urban ranger or bard. Her faith was rocky and her faith in the paladin guild was worse.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
During the time of Wild Magic, Skandul felt the pull of the Triquetra. The strings in her heart and soul pulled her towards the old ways, the traditional immortals of her people. She had not studied them in the paladin guild, but matters of the soul rarely care about what the schools teach.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The times of Wild Magic were fraught with change in Skandul. She welcomed the Triquetra, but the dreams that plagued her were unsettling. For months she was chased by the rotting faces of loved ones. As the Wild Magics shifted, her dreams felt more real, more grounded in memory than fantasy. She was an assortment of occupations, wealthy, poor, happy, and sad, but each dream had the same male energy, the same confident swagger that she knew in her soul she could rely on forever. She woke from a particularly vivid premonition with the singular purpose - to find the soul that kept circling the Wheel with her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693238</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693238"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T19:43:32Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Overview */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent most of her first fifty circles struggling under the mentorship of the prevailing Code at the time. The hypocrisy did not sate her questions or her need for morality.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She spent a lot of time soul searching, wondering if she should just forge a new path as an urban ranger or bard. Her faith was rocky and her faith in the paladin guild was worse.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
During the time of Wild Magic, Skandul felt the pull of the Triquetra. The strings in her heart and soul pulled her towards the old ways, the traditional immortals of her people. She had not studied them in the paladin guild, but matters of the soul rarely care about what the schools teach.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The times of Wild Magic were fraught with change in Skandul. She welcomed the Triquetra, but the dreams that plagued her were unsettling. For months she was chased by the rotting faces of loved ones. As the Wild Magics shifted, her dreams felt more real, more grounded in memory than fantasy. She was an assortment of occupations, wealthy, poor, happy, and sad, but each dream had the same male energy, the same confident swagger that she knew in her soul she could rely on forever. She woke from a particularly vivid premonition with the singular purpose - to find the soul that kept circling the Wheel with her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693231</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693231"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:19:24Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Overview */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent most of her first fifty circles struggling under the mentorship of the prevailing Code at the time. The hypocrisy did not sate her questions or her need for morality.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She spent a lot of time soul searching, wondering if she should just forge a new path as an urban ranger or bard. Her faith was rocky and her faith in the paladin guild was worse.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
During the time of Wild Magic, Skandul felt the pull of the Triquetra. The strings in her heart and soul pulled her towards the old ways, the traditional immortals of her people. She had not studied them in the paladin guild, but matters of the soul rarely care about what the schools teach.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693230</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693230"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:19:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Overview */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent most of her first fifty circles struggling under the mentorship of the prevailing Code at the time. The hypocrisy did not sate her questions or her need for morality.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She spent a lot of time soul searching, wondering if she should just forge a new path as an urban ranger or bard. Her faith was rocky and her faith in the paladin guild was worse.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During the time of Wild Magic, Skandul felt the pull of the Triquetra. The strings in her heart and soul pulled her towards the old ways, the traditional immortals of her people. She had not studied them in the paladin guild, but matters of the soul rarely care about what the schools teach.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693229</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693229"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:18:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Overview */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent most of her first fifty circles struggling under the mentorship of the prevailing Code at the time. The hypocrisy did not sate her questions or her need for morality.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She spent a lot of time soul searching, wondering if she should just forge a new path as an urban ranger or bard. Her faith was rocky and her faith in the paladin guild was worse.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
During the time of Wild Magic, Skandul felt the pull of the Triquetra. The strings in her heart and soul pulled her towards the old ways, the traditional immortals of her people. She had not studied them in the paladin guild, but matters of the soul rarely care about what the schools teach.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693228</id>
		<title>Danyte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693228"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:07:13Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Warrior Mage&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Danyte2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elemancer Danyte, Lightning Crafter, a Prydaen&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, pointed ears and silver-flecked cat-slitted stormy grey eyes.  His black-streaked deep blue mane is short and straight, and is worn in a tousled, finger-combed style.  He has black fur with silver points and silver stripes, a long tail and an athletic build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is tall for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a set of steel lip rings attached to either side of his mouth, reminiscent of serpentine fangs.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a tattoo of a pair of wings with iridescent feathers on his back.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a bluefire velvet cavalier&#039;s hat with a silversteel lightning bolt flair, an ornate azurelle engagement ring tension-set with a tempest sapphire, a ruffled shirt of slate grey silk trimmed in windstorm gossamer, a bluefire velvet longcoat with silversteel buckles, some dark blue pants with writhing shadows encircling the hems and some storm grey bluefire velvet boots with steelsilk cuffs and silversteel buckles.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a bluefire velvet cavalier&#039;s hat with a silversteel lightning bolt flair&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Adding an extra level of swank to dazzling fabric, the left brim is folded up to reveal the silvery grey of the steelsilk lining and corresponding hatband.  The illusion of blue lightning crackling across the surface of the velvet is complemented by tiny glimmering silversteel lighting bolts that fan out from the front and around the left side culminating in a large bolt emerging from under the folded brim where a plume is traditionally found.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a bluefire velvet longcoat with silversteel buckles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Designed to fall to the ankles, the dazzling fabric flatters the wearer&#039;s form while still allowing ease of movement.  Glimpses of the silvery grey steelsilk liner can be seen at the hood&#039;s interior.  The illusion of blue lightning crackling across the surface of the velvet is complemented by the glimmering buckles.  Trimmed in steelsilk, a hood is attached to the back of the collar, allowing the wearer to conceal their features if desired.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some storm grey bluefire velvet boots with steelsilk cuffs and silversteel buckles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The illusion of blue lightning crackling across the surface of the velvet is complemented by the glimmering buckles.  Turned down at the top to show off the silvery grey lining, the steelsilk lends a crisp edge to the footwear as a possible reminder of the adage that every cloud has a silver lining.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693227</id>
		<title>Danyte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693227"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:06:54Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Warrior Mage&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Danyte2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elemancer Danyte, Lightning Crafter, a Prydaen&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, pointed ears and silver-flecked cat-slitted stormy grey eyes.  His black-streaked deep blue mane is short and straight, and is worn in a tousled, finger-combed style.  He has black fur with silver points and silver stripes, a long tail and an athletic build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is tall for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a set of steel lip rings attached to either side of his mouth, reminiscent of serpentine fangs.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a tattoo of a pair of wings with iridescent feathers on his back.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a bluefire velvet cavalier&#039;s hat with a silversteel lightning bolt flair, an ornate azurelle engagement ring tension-set with a tempest sapphire, a ruffled shirt of slate grey silk trimmed in windstorm gossamer, a bluefire velvet longcoat with silversteel buckles, some dark blue pants with writhing shadows encircling the hems and some storm grey bluefire velvet boots with steelsilk cuffs and silversteel buckles.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a bluefire velvet cavalier&#039;s hat with a silversteel lightning bolt flair&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Adding an extra level of swank to dazzling fabric, the left brim is folded up to reveal the silvery grey of the steelsilk lining and corresponding hatband.  The illusion of blue lightning crackling across the surface of the velvet is complemented by tiny glimmering silversteel lighting bolts that fan out from the front and around the left side culminating in a large bolt emerging from under the folded brim where a plume is traditionally found.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a bluefire velvet longcoat with silversteel buckles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Designed to fall to the ankles, the dazzling fabric flatters the wearer&#039;s form while still allowing ease of movement.  Glimpses of the silvery grey steelsilk liner can be seen at the hood&#039;s interior.  The illusion of blue lightning crackling across the surface of the velvet is complemented by the glimmering buckles.  Trimmed in steelsilk, a hood is attached to the back of the collar, allowing the wearer to conceal their features if desired.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some storm grey bluefire velvet boots with steelsilk cuffs and silversteel buckles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The illusion of blue lightning crackling across the surface of the velvet is complemented by the glimmering buckles.  Turned down at the top to show off the silvery grey lining, the steelsilk lends a crisp edge to the footwear as a possible reminder of the adage that every cloud has a silver lining.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693226</id>
		<title>Danyte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693226"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:04:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Warrior Mage&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Danyte2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elemancer Danyte, Lightning Crafter, a Prydaen&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, pointed ears and silver-flecked cat-slitted stormy grey eyes.  His black-streaked deep blue mane is short and straight, and is worn in a tousled, finger-combed style.  He has black fur with silver points and silver stripes, a long tail and an athletic build.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is tall for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a set of steel lip rings attached to either side of his mouth, reminiscent of serpentine fangs.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a tattoo of a pair of wings with iridescent feathers on his back.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a bluefire velvet cavalier&#039;s hat with a silversteel lightning bolt flair, an ornate azurelle engagement ring tension-set with a tempest sapphire, a ruffled shirt of slate grey silk trimmed in windstorm gossamer, a bluefire velvet longcoat with silversteel buckles, some dark blue pants with writhing shadows encircling the hems and some storm grey bluefire velvet boots with steelsilk cuffs and silversteel buckles.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=File:Danyte2.png&amp;diff=693225</id>
		<title>File:Danyte2.png</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=File:Danyte2.png&amp;diff=693225"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:02:27Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693224</id>
		<title>Danyte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693224"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:02:16Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Warrior Mage&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Danyte2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elemancer Danyte, Lightning Crafter, a Prydaen&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693223</id>
		<title>Danyte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Danyte&amp;diff=693223"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T17:01:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: Created page with &amp;quot;{{PC |name=Danyte |status=a |race=Prydaen |gender=Male |guild= |instance=Prime |relat=Skandul }} &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;200px&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elemancer Danyte, Lightning Crafter, a Prydaen&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Danyte2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#2B3856; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elemancer Danyte, Lightning Crafter, a Prydaen&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693222</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693222"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T16:58:47Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Danyte&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693221</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693221"/>
		<updated>2026-07-24T16:45:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=y&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
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}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693220</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-24T16:44:45Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=y&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693219</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-24T16:44:33Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=y&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;float:clear;&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693218</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-24T16:42:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=y&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Skandul spent a long time tormented over which immortal to follow. She was drawn to justice, but the rigidity of the traditionally paladin immortals was unappealing. She eventually settled into the soothing embrace of Eylhaar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693217</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-24T16:37:40Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=y&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Skandul2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#003151; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skandul, a Prydaen.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She has an angular face, pointed ears and thick-lashed cat-slitted blue-grey eyes.  Her silver-streaked deep blue mane is very long and straight, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with some blue gossamer sjarta blooms sprinkled with snow-white geshi pearls and allowed to fall over one shoulder.  She has blue-grey fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and an athletic figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing  an elaborate pair of platinum chandelier earrings dangling tear-shaped black diamonds, a whitleather cavalier hat with a soulstone centered on its band, a black pearl eyebrow ring, a deep blue silk corset with black lace trim, a low-slung pair of billowy sapphire-blue gauze pants gathered close at the ankles, and a pair of blue-white mistglass sandals with winterweave straps.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=File:Skandul2.png&amp;diff=693216</id>
		<title>File:Skandul2.png</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-24T16:34:11Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: &lt;/p&gt;
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		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Skandul&amp;diff=693215</id>
		<title>Skandul</title>
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		<updated>2026-07-24T16:31:53Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: Created page with &amp;quot;{{PC |name=Skandul |status=a |race=Prydaen |gender=Female |guild=Paladin |instance=Prime |toc=y }}  {{PCSkills |Collapse=Yes }}&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Skandul&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Paladin&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=y&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Mazilyn&amp;diff=692741</id>
		<title>Mazilyn</title>
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		<updated>2026-06-27T22:29:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Captain&amp;#039;s Outfit */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Mazilyn&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Sothios&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Mazilyn_2026_2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sea Priestess Mazilyn d&#039;Noir, Moon Warrior of Eluned, a Prydaen&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mazilyn has a triangular face, ears accented by some miniature krakenite ship earrings bedizened with seaspark sapphire sails and sparkling cat-slitted silver eyes.  Her platinum-streaked white mane is very long and straight, and is worn pulled back on the side to fall in a tousled mass over one shoulder, held in place by a miniature krakenite trident splashed in seaspark sapphires.  She has glittered glossy white fur with white markings, a thick tail and a hexad of krakenite tentacles with bioluminescent asarenjan suckers looming over a curvaceous figure.&lt;br /&gt;
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She is tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Clasped onto Her nostril is an Eluned&#039;s tear sapphire.  Delicate, whisper-thin carvings connect it first to a simple ear stud, and then to a softly glowing silvery albatross resting at the top edge of her ear.  The shimmered blue tendrils are positioned in such a way as to resemble a gentle freshwater stream.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing an oceanic blue-plumed white sailcloth captain&#039;s hat set with a seaspark sapphire, a krakenite pilgrim&#039;s badge carved into a ship with seaspark sapphire sails, a sea-green backpack of supple leather clasped with an ivory starfish, a flowy sea-hued watersilk blouse splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires, a dark sunken leather jacket secured by faceted seaspark sapphires, a shadow-black krakenite band inset with an indigo seaspark sapphire, a sinuous wedding ring with a seaspark sapphire nestled amongst seaglass waves, a watersilk sash splashed in seaspark sapphires and krakenite tentacles, a sculpted krakenite belt with a captain&#039;s scimitar and a pirate&#039;s sabre hanging from it, a draw-string canvas pouch appliqued with dried starfish, some dark sunken leather pantaloons splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires and some sunken leather boots bedizened with krakenite and seaspark sapphires.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;The Journey Back to Eluned&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
Mazilyn had been a happy little priestess of Eluned before realizing she was just as fluid as the water. Her path was leading to dry land and she offered her love and apologies to Eluned. They were drifting apart for a time. Mazilyn wandered through the mainlander immortals, she walked with the Triquetra, she tried out Faenella, she partied with Glythtide, she even sat by the hearth with Tamsine and Albreda, she tasted sweet death with Eylhaar. No one was quite the right fit for the chaos of faith that followed Mazilyn.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One day Unaka&#039;s offhandedly remarked that she give Truffenyi another chance, to walk with his mercy and civilization. She did her best. She tried to give her all to a father figure that her orphaned self would never understand. She felt her inner light dying the longer she tried. The constant uphill struggle to craft, to inspire, to believe in what confused her was taxing on her soul.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her faith was drained by the time the Heralds showed up. Never had she been so uncomfortable in her own furs. She was glad to simply have an end to the conflict both within the realm and within herself. Without Unaka, there was little to keep her trying to follow Truffenyi. She gazed at the captain&#039;s outfit hanging in her closet, a sincere longing for days past overwhelming her.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A death later, she was filling favor orbs to Eluned as atonement and earned her upgraded sparkling seaspark sapphire captain&#039;s outfit. Feeling more comfortable in her fur than ever, her quest for a new boat began.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Captain&#039;s Outfit&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;an oceanic blue-plumed white sailcloth captain&#039;s hat set with a seaspark sapphire&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Set in inky black krakenite, the translucent teal-blue sapphire secures the delicate ostrich feather to the matching sea-hued band, braced for even the most horrific squall.  The jewel&#039;s bioluminescence shimmers faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a miniature krakenite trident splashed in seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Inky black metal, completely devoid of shine, forms the menacing hair piece.  Elaborate scenes of battles with sea monsters are delicately etched along the haft.  Shards of seaspark sapphires emphasize each hero in the combat scenes, the bioluminescence of the translucent teal-blue jewels shimmers faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some miniature krakenite ship earrings bedizened with seaspark sapphire sails&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Inky black metal with an intensely matte finish that remains completely devoid of shine is molded into petite galleons.  Delicate craftsmanship showcases the grain texture of the magnificent boat and accentuates the tiny shards of seaspark sapphire that are set in the sails and portholes.  The translucent teal-blue jewels shimmer brightly against the dark ship, their bioluminescence glowing faintly like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a flowy sea-hued watersilk blouse splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The sea spray color of the neckline subtly shifts through various water shades, ending at the bottom hemline in darker hues reminiscent of the depths of the ocean.  Tiny sapphires are tactfully placed across the shimmery silk, their bioluminescence glowing faintly like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.  Inky black metal buttons, shaped into kraken tentacles in various poses, remain completely devoid of shine.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a watersilk sash splashed in seaspark sapphires and krakenite tentacles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tiny seaspark sapphires are tactfully placed across the glistening silk, their bioluminescence glowing faintly like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.  Completely devoid of shine, inky black krakenite tentacles form the monstrous buckle with thin cambrinth rings creating the suckers on the sea creature.  The soft fabric shimmers in subtle hues of glittery seafoam, like the waves under an ever shifting moon.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold; margin-left:30px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Custom Colors:&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; oceanic blue, twilight-blue, abyssal ocean-blue, marine blue, seafoam-blue, seafoam-green, sea-blue, twilight-grey, glittery seafoam, Reshalian blue, navy blue, sparkling sapphire, lagoon-blue, coral-pink, and sea-grey.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some dark sunken leather pantaloons splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Deep ocean hues linger in complex patterns throughout the layered hide resembling submerged sediment.  Tiny sapphires highlight the belt line and each pocket.  Contrasting with the near black pantaloons, the bioluminescence of the translucent teal-blue jewels shimmers faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.  Completely devoid of shine, inky black tentacle-shaped krakenite buckles secure a series of sunken leather straps that cascade down each leg.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some sunken leather boots bedizened with krakenite and seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Abyssal oceanic blues linger in complex patterns throughout the layered hide.  Inky black metal curves around the toes and up the ankle, and though it remains devoid of any shine, the texture of a monstrous sea creature&#039;s skin is evident as it slowly transitions into tentacles that wrap around the wearer&#039;s calves.  Each ankle is fitted with a single translucent teal-blue jewel that serves as the eye of the kraken, the sapphire&#039;s rippling inclusions giving off a faint bioluminescent glow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; a krakenite pilgrim&#039;s badge carved into a ship with seaspark sapphire sails&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a glittery seafoam-hued goblet splashed in krakenite and seaspark sapphires&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sparkling like the ocean surf under the brilliant midday sky, the large cup is a myriad of sea spray and water hues that flow together in a tribute to Eluned.  Tiny sea creature-shaped sapphires are playfully set into the bowl, their bioluminescence glowing faintly like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water.  The goblet stem is a tangled mess of inky black tentacles, the dark metal completely devoid of shine.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Weapons&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a captain&#039;s scimitar with a seaspark sapphire inset in the pommel of the krakenite hilt&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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An inky black metal ship sits in the center of the guard, an ocean of the same darkness continues down the hilt.  Bioluminescent translucent teal-blue flecks from seaspark sapphires shimmer faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water as they cascade down the hilt, increasing in density as they swirl towards the large jewel set in the pommel.  Set into the scimitar is a seaspark sapphire.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a pirate&#039;s sabre with a krakenite hilt and a seaspark sapphire pommel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Inky black metal tentacles of a ferocious sea monster curl around the blade to form the guard, an ocean of the same darkness continues down the hilt.  Bioluminescent translucent teal-blue flecks from seaspark sapphires shimmer faintly, like a setting sun&#039;s last rays dancing across shallow water as they cascade down the hilt, increasing in density as they swirl towards the large seaspark sapphire set in the pommel.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some mismatched haralun hand claws set with symbols of blue gold-inlaid kadepa&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The dark black metal of one claw has been expertly painted in shades of cobalt blue and gleaming gold, reminiscent of a clear, star-strewn summer sky just before dawn with a thin shariza of blue gold set in kadepa placed over the grip atop the wearer&#039;s hand.  In contrast, the other claw is unpainted and warped, its pitch-black metal showing like a twisted void next to its brilliant partner.  A twin shariza yet graces this claw as well in a symbolic representation of Tenemlor&#039;s universal blessings.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009999; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Truffenyi&#039;s Travels Journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mazilyn/Logs/Truffenyi Travels|Truffenyi&#039;s Travels Journal]]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Xadon&amp;diff=692646</id>
		<title>Xadon</title>
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		<updated>2026-06-26T10:24:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Alterations */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Xadon&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Ansara, Kazhal, Vaerun, Al&#039;thor family&lt;br /&gt;
|Image File=Xadon_2026_3.png&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Xadon2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Alchemical Misfit Xadon Al&#039;thor, a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
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He has a lavish crimson moonsilver crown strung with black diamonds casting sinister shadows over an angular face, a half-opened black rose bud with a stem that curls around one of his pointed ears and bright cat-slitted red eyes.  His silver-streaked black mane is short and thick, and is worn in a simple, pulled-back style held in place by a collection of ivory bones.  He has black fur with silvered black marbling, a curving tail and a gnarled branch of wilted ghost orchids haphazardly scattered across an athletic build.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is tall for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some fire whirl ruby drakes float lazily around his waist, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his fur.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He has a tattoo of an owl perched on a stack of musty tomes on his chest&lt;br /&gt;
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He is wearing a fang-tipped bone earring, a dark crimson glass spiral, a blighted gold amulet dangling a bloodmist garnet encased in rounded cobblestone, some malformed wings sculpted in blighted gold with splotches of blood rubies, a bone wyvern skull with a horde of foreboding blood-red glints in the sockets, a fine silken shirt splattered with gore, a high-collared black leather longcoat with tailored sleeves, a simple wedding band formed from overlapping droplets of blood-red loveglass, a band centered with a cushion-cut Syrin&#039;s heart, some tailored pants wiped with bloody smears, a grimwood kit set with a demon gaze agate cabochon and a pair of soft black suede boots trimmed with silvery beads.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Overview&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Bridge Completionist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
Despite the turmoil and ill will, Xadon was instrumental in the construction of the Theren Bridge. His ingenuity and resourcefulness found the spot for the final puzzle piece that makes the bridge structurally sound.&lt;br /&gt;
 Dodging other workers, Xadon fits some rounded cobblestones in among others..  Stepping he looks at the completed massive embankment, nodding in satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;
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 [General] Your mind hears Ansara thinking, &amp;quot;Xadon Finished the bridge for everyone! Very last stone! You&#039;re WELCOME!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
 [General] Your mind hears Pfanston thinking, &amp;quot;rope bridge?  You mean you actually tried that?   I always ran a ranger trail around it&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
 [General] Your mind hears Ansara thinking, &amp;quot;Completed by Xadon!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
 [General] Your mind hears Dartwin thinking, &amp;quot;That&#039;s historic news!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
 [General] Your mind hears Trantur thinking, &amp;quot;I&#039;m pretty sure it was completed by dozens and dozens of people&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
 [General] Your mind hears Ansara thinking, &amp;quot;and yet the last piece was our wonderful and now renoun Xadon!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
 [General] Your mind hears Pfanston thinking, &amp;quot;make sure you put his name on the bridge&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
 [General] Your mind hears Ansara thinking, &amp;quot;it is already graphitti&#039;d&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Family Life&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
After a long and fairly one sided courtship, Xadon was finally deemed worthy of Ansara&#039;s hand in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
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While finding his way in the world, Xadon found like-minded individuals and joined the [[Al&#039;thor family]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Xadon and Ansara adopted [[Kazhal]] as their daughter.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xadon and Ansara adopted [[Vaerun]] as their son.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a lavish crimson moonsilver crown strung with black diamonds and blood rubies&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Designed to rest lightly against the temples, the broad band of crimson illuminates its owner&#039;s features in an unnatural light when worn.  Black diamonds add blue and purple hues to the eerie glow of the silvery-red metal, dark blood rubies dangling between them like bloody tears.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a bone wyvern skull with a horde of foreboding blood-red glints in the sockets&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The dragon-like skull is stained in waxy red and ichor substances that are often seen in ritualistic activities.  The container&#039;s interior flaunts organizational pockets lined in inky black shadesatin.  A multitude of blood-red rubies, mimicking hundreds of menacing gazes, surround the large central gem in each hollow eye.  Two violet iolite stones have been inset into the wyvern skull&#039;s vacant eyesockets.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a blighted gold amulet dangling a bloodmist garnet encased in rounded cobblestone&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The dark cobblestone is cored to make a perfectly circular gem setting.  The metal holding the piece together, though once traditionally holy, now has a mottled appearance containing all of the hues of rotting flesh and does not hold a shine, no matter how often it is polished.  The intricate twining of blighted gold enfolding the cobblestone only highlights the necromantic perversion that permeates the work of art.  Set into the amulet is a bloodmist garnet.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;A blighted gold amulet reads: &amp;quot;Stolen from the Theren Bridge for Xadon -- 30 Skullcleaver 442&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Title: Bridge Completionist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Title: Alchemical Misfit&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a curiously stained belt strung with tiny bloodmist garnet alchemy bottles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The dark leather straps are splotched in ichor-green, reds in the array of drying blood, and other questionable material.  Bits of cambrinth form the hoard of miniature potion bottles that are scattered along the belt.  Each greyish-black bottle is set with shards of blood-red gems, the mist-like inclusions giving the illusion of bubbling alchemical liquid.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gnarled branch of wilted ghost orchids&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The haunting white petals have started to decay, resembling withering flesh.  The reddish tinge turns to a bloodstained-red on the putrefying flowers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a shadesatin prayer mat with sprinkles of blood-red bloodlace and black diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As the surrounding lighting shifts, unnerving shadows waver across the cloth like fog through the night.  The silvery threads of the bloodlace create an illusion of a field of twinkling blood-red eyes in the distorted fabric.  Blood-red tendrils spill out from every corner of the mat, congealing into four artful tangles of beaded black diamonds and bloodlace.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;some malformed wings sculpted in blighted gold with splotches of blood rubies&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Dull metal in hues of rotting flesh juts from either wing at distorted angles, making unnatural shapes that would come from outside the Plane of Abiding.  Twists and gouges in the scaffolded accessory are amplified by rivulets of bright red glistening rubies reminiscent of a bleeding wound.  Within each wing&#039;s structure, a chain of blighted gold bearing sharp hooks circulates between the hinges carrying tatters of deathfiber.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Atmo 1: &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Snagging on a tatter of deathfiber, the chain within Xadon&#039;s malformed wings causes the wings to bend and buckle under strain.  Just as the whole contraption is about to snap, the chain breaks free and the wings flare out before settling into their original position.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Atmo 2: &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tearing of fabric can be heard as the chain drive within Xadon&#039;s malformed wings catches on a piece of deathfiber, pulling more fibers onto a perpetual journey.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#bb0a1e; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Atmo 3: &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Movement with Xadon&#039;s malformed wings causes the broken hinges to shudder and flap as if they are in the throes of death.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Xadon_Ansara2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:XadonAnsaraKahzal2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:XadonAnsaraKahzalVaerun2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=692645</id>
		<title>Relay</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Relay&amp;diff=692645"/>
		<updated>2026-06-26T10:20:16Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Alterations */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Kilenti&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Relay.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cremator Relay, Favored of Urrem&#039;tier, a Human&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has an angular face, tormented emerald eyes and a classical nose.  His bright green-streaked black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk.  He has ffair skin and a well-defined build.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is a bit over average height for a Human.&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some tiny spiritwood candles shimmering with ghostly white hues float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:torment.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Torment, Mop-haired Pug of Urrem&#039;tier, a Misunderstood Puppy.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alterations&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a gravecloth tombstone embellished with gweldgold chains and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Made of interlaced void-black fabric marked with faint scorpion patterns, the pack&#039;s surface is marred by lines of gweldgold resembling cracks and fractures in the faux monument.  Chains of gweldgold tethered with scorpion diamonds serve as the fasteners and arm straps of the tombstone.  In light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light, lettering is scrawled across the container.&lt;br /&gt;
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A gravecloth tombstone reads: &amp;quot;All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A tormented eddy of hazy light roped in gweldgold and scorpion diamonds&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Twisted strands of silky gravecloth bind brilliant grey stones bearing blood-red inclusions in the shape of scorpions to the light-reactive metal that shifts from pale gold in shadow to umbral bronze under bright light.  The foggy lighting lends itself to the illusion of an army of scorpions darting in and out of a cloudy sky, their stingers poised for a death strike.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;A large scorpion diamond prism suspended in a cambrinth cage&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The reddish highlights in the grey-black metal cage emphasizes the diamond&#039;s blood-red inclusion in the shape of a scorpion.  A carefully braided length of gravecloth supports the alternating amber and gold links of the pendant.&lt;br /&gt;
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==&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900; float:none;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Poems&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tricks of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The plan&lt;br /&gt;
 Beautiful, exact, foolproof&lt;br /&gt;
 Expectations set for success&lt;br /&gt;
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 The weasel&lt;br /&gt;
 Mischief, destruction, perfectly timed&lt;br /&gt;
 What trickery life has in stow&lt;br /&gt;
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 The execution&lt;br /&gt;
 Misdirection, fools, everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
 Success, a laughable thought&lt;br /&gt;
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 The result&lt;br /&gt;
 Messy, distraught, lonely&lt;br /&gt;
 Ends met with shock and resistance&lt;br /&gt;
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 The prize&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleak, darkness, eternity&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Waters of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of the body&lt;br /&gt;
 Liquid, curing, satiating, pure water&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow painful death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of brain&lt;br /&gt;
 Puzzles, parchments, information, pure knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow boring death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of expression&lt;br /&gt;
 Songs, stories, wisdom, pure speech&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow meaningless death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of arcana&lt;br /&gt;
 Chaotic, mystical, inspirational, pure magic&lt;br /&gt;
 The slow dim death without&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The essence of death&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sting of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 The Nothingness&lt;br /&gt;
 The tugs of life stripped away&lt;br /&gt;
 The worry, the doubt, the need, the fear, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Void&lt;br /&gt;
 The sanctuary from life’s trifles&lt;br /&gt;
 The peace, the quiet, the wholeness, the safety, the purpose&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;
 The sting so sweet of death so true&lt;br /&gt;
 The grace, the accuracy, the magnificence, the inspiring, the singular&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The End&lt;br /&gt;
 The finality from life squandered&lt;br /&gt;
 The nothing, the Void, the scorpion, the end, the blessings of Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The Death of Valor&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;All Things Rendered Unto Urrem&#039;tier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 All life ends&lt;br /&gt;
 The trials of life are trivial&lt;br /&gt;
 The body decays and returns to the land from which it came&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Things obscure faith&lt;br /&gt;
 The soul needs nourishment&lt;br /&gt;
 Rejoice in the Void’s acceptance and praise the peace found within&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Rendered null&lt;br /&gt;
 All life’s accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing more than footnotes in a poorly written and bias history&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Unto death&lt;br /&gt;
 Mind, body, and soul&lt;br /&gt;
 Seek ye the sanctuary of the sting of death&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Life of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;
 Most live it in a box, a house, a mindset, a tradition&lt;br /&gt;
 The gift most squandered&lt;br /&gt;
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 Life is an adventure&lt;br /&gt;
 Most explore just the basics, sports, crafts, booze&lt;br /&gt;
 The excitement most declined&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
 Most never ask the questions, how, why, what&lt;br /&gt;
 The knowledge most secret&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Life is a moment&lt;br /&gt;
 Most forget the time, worthless memories, unfulfilled&lt;br /&gt;
 The existence most uneventful&lt;br /&gt;
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 Life is the best&lt;br /&gt;
 When, and only when&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem’tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Peace of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the quiet&lt;br /&gt;
 No zills to clang, no voice to nag, no sound to disturb&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of sound&lt;br /&gt;
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 There is peace in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
 No sun to squint at, no harshness to the eye, no light to disrupt&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of light&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;
 No motion to rustle, no elbows to jab, no movements to bother&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of movement&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 There is peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 No mind to wander, no care to concern, no life to fret over&lt;br /&gt;
 Peace through lack of life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Peace when all things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Magic of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is life essence&lt;br /&gt;
 Every day is a slow magical pull to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Elements are chaos incarnate&lt;br /&gt;
 Fires burn in all of us unquenched by natural water&lt;br /&gt;
 Only holy Urrem’tier’s water&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Civilization evolves with the eons&lt;br /&gt;
 Magic cannot stop it, only direct the course of evolutions&lt;br /&gt;
 Worlds collapse and revive&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Magic is our bond to the Immortals&lt;br /&gt;
 Drained of our magic, civilization and our souls return to the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#009900;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Love of the Void&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The fickle heart beat can bring Saemaus’ joyous bond&lt;br /&gt;
 Years of tethered life&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the strong&lt;br /&gt;
 The heartbreak sound brings the slightest smile to Be’ort’s cheeks&lt;br /&gt;
 Bleeding out from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the friendly&lt;br /&gt;
 The guarded heart finds merriment in Glythtide’s parties&lt;br /&gt;
 Drunken mistakes were made&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Love is for the living&lt;br /&gt;
 The silent heart finds peace in the Void&lt;br /&gt;
 All things are rendered unto Urrem&#039;tier&lt;br /&gt;
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}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Zynell</title>
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		<updated>2026-06-26T10:12:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Accessories */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Zynell&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Sothios, Telamont&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Zynell2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damaris&#039; Storyteller Zynell Novaraichi, Shadow Priestess of [[Damaris]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You have an angular face, some small-gauged hoops wrought from ghostly mistglass ascending the helix of both slightly pointed ears and star-flecked cat-slitted black eyes.  Your black mane is short and straight, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a loimic tiara revealing a damaryn pearl panther amid wisps of ghostly mistglass.  You have some bone slivers that create a jagged pattern upon midnight black fur veiled in glimmering silver glitter swirled with night diamond stars with shadowy black and silvered black rosettes, a loimic tailband with night diamond panthers amid specks of ghostly mistglass accenting a kinked tail and a lithe figure.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
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A clowder of sparkling kitties dappled in starry-bright hues float lazily around your left thigh, glowing with a lustrous sheen against your fur.&lt;br /&gt;
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Delicately carved bone forms a spiked halo around your head beset by shimmering spectrolites.  The translucent black stones display an aura of unearthly blues and eerie greens, giving it an otherworldly appearance in the light.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your left wrist has a tattoo of the predatory eyes of a panther staring outwards, their pale grey hue faintly striated with blue like a damaryn pearl.  The feline&#039;s twilight-purple and void-black fur fades at the edges, leaving much of its face a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;
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A shadowy orb rippling with silver arcs of light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following you diligently.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are wearing a red velvet pirate&#039;s hat with a single black feathered plume, a pair of shimmering chandelier earrings suspending spectrolite teardrops, some black diamond earrings with dramatically tiered damaryn pearl ropes, a dramatically tiered choker wrapped in damaryn pearl ropes, a small plush black panther with fierce pearl eyes and a kinked tail, a niello storyteller&#039;s badge engraved with a stylized campfire scene, a fragile gown with eerie flora pressed betwixt darkly ethereal marquisette layers, an etched shadowbark pipe with a black assassin&#039;s diamond mouthpiece, a shadowy crescent moon-shaped bonding ring with daggers holding a night diamond captive, a soul surgeon&#039;s surgical knife forged of loimic and fey-bone, a night-black bottle labeled &amp;quot;Dream Sand&amp;quot;, a cambrinth ankle cuff inlaid with bloodstone panthers to spell DAMARIS and some shadow-black winged boots with wickedly sharp everdusk damite heels.&lt;br /&gt;
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Previously: Head Councilor of the [[Order of the Apostles]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Alterations==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Titles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Damaris&#039; Storyteller&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Storyteller Items&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a pillowy storybook bound in dreamweave with a dreamstone panther clasp&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Whorls of shadow-black mingle with the twilight-hued undertones of the fabric, forming an eerie nighttime backdrop.  Tiny chips of pale dreamstone are strewn across the plush cover like stars in the night sky.  Swirled with veins of twilight blues and violets, the panther is etched with a subtle smirk.  Its outstretched paws create the illusion that the emblem of Damaris just hurled the matching dreamstone moon onto the cover.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a storyteller&#039;s portable glitvire library with dreamweave straps&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A thing of nightmares around the edges, the bark of the wood has been left intact and is covered in bulbous lumps and tangled snarls.  The dark, satiny finish of the inner planks highlights the reflective flecks of variegated greens and purples that form from the inert remanence of the tree&#039;s fatally hallucinogenic toxin.  Dovetailed joinery has transformed the wood into a small case with a hinged mistglass front for hazy viewing of its contents.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Pets&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Trinik2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a spirited shadow-black kitten with ethereal loimic bands spiraling the tail&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The lithe panther-esque form is accented by silver and midnight purple-flecked night-black eyes which supervise the surroundings with intense curiosity.  The length of its tail is adorned in delicate strands of dark metal tinged with an indigo opalescence that twine around the soft fur, while leaving the companion&#039;s expressive tail unimpeded.  A timeless band of the same metal comfortably fits around its neck with a dangling loimic panther trinket, night diamonds spelling the name &amp;quot;Trinik.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadow-black starlight velvet carrier with a loimic panther-shaped clasp&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The interior mass of lush pillows forms a plush area for a kitten to dream.  The soft exterior is woven so that it seems to writhe with ominous darkness, yet when the light hits the fabric just right, minuscule diamond chips worked into the strands of the velvet cause an illusion resembling glittering stars on a moonlit night.  Formed of dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence, the emblem of Damaris protects the entrance, lounging in an ever vigilant watch over the treasured occupant.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black; clear:both;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Priestess Items&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Zynell4.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night diamond panther-shaped pilgrim&#039;s badge with damaryn pearl eyes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a haralun chalice portraying night diamond panthers and edged in damaryn pearls&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The black metal of the cup blends with the midnight purple night diamonds to obscure the stalking panthers except where the light finds silvery specks within the gemstones.  Thin bands of tiny pearls once known as the &amp;quot;Eyes of Damaris&amp;quot; are inlaid at the top edge and foot of the chalice.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black starlight velvet prayer tapestry stitched with loimic and fey-bone&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The diamond-threaded fabric is reminiscent of glittering stars on a moonlit night.  Dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence swirls throughout the material, creating the silhouette of a panther.  Embedded into the smirking feline are subtle fangs and claws of fey-bone slivers.  Each end of the mat is edged in tiny fey-bone shards carved into varying poses of the emblem of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black wood shaper bonded to a spectrolite-flecked mistglass handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Metal the hue of a starless night curves to offer ideal shaping capabilities.  The abyss of black gives way to a ghostly mistglass handle that distorts the trapped gems, layers of spectral hues causing each gemstone to flicker in chromatic uniqueness.  Subtle swirls in the translucent metal soften the soulfully shimmering gems with a dreamy haze.&lt;br /&gt;
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A curved wood shaper reads: &amp;quot;Dream Shaper&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black bottle labeled &amp;quot;Dream Sand&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ethereal patterned strips of dreamweave loop around the neck of the bottle, allowing it to be buckled to the thigh and kept near at hand.  Curled in various sleeping poses, dark metal panthers, tinged with indigo opalescence, secure each latch.  Drilled into the bottom of the shadow-swirled bottle is a small hole covered with a thin plate of loimic and connected to a tiny panther paw-shaped lever that releases the bottle&#039;s contents when pressed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a soul surgeon&#039;s surgical knife forged of loimic and fey-bone&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The blade of dark metal tinged with opalescent indigo is sharpened to a whisper thin edge, a menacing contrast to the polished handle of pale fey-bone.  Shaped to rest perfectly in the skilled hands of its user, the fey-bone panther carved hilt is set with two gleaming night diamonds to form the mesmeric star-flecked eyes of the feline.&lt;br /&gt;
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A surgical knife reads: &amp;quot;Soul Slicer&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadow-black dragon with night diamond eyes and claws&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Twilight-grey to void-black hues nearly obscure the intricate scale pattern of the reclining dragon.  Silver-flecked gems set within the mischievous face of the creature sparkle in dim lighting like a starlit midsummer night sky.  A tiny piece of flint is visible in the back of its throat, tucked inconspicuously behind the playful smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a ghostly mistglass phylactery with a twisted void-black shadesatin strap&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The dark fabric twists around itself and adheres to the small box like twin claws gripping the ghostly metal.  Lined in the same shadesatin, dramatic shadows dance across the interior&#039;s surface, adding to the mystery of the contents.  The phylactery&#039;s translucent exterior is etched with holy symbols and is clasped with a night diamond panther.  Formed of silver-flecked midnight purple gemstones, the emblem of Damaris guards the opening, lounging in an ever-vigilant watch over the treasures within.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Accessories&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadowy crescent moon-shaped bonding ring with daggers holding a night diamond captive&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The polished blue-white mistglass is designed to form an elegant crescent shape and closer inspection reveals the lithe shadow of a mischievous panther in the pale metal.  Reminiscent of a waxing moon, the ring is adorned at either end with tiny acenite daggers that are designed to hold a gem captive.  Set into the ring is a night diamond.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic tailband with night diamond panthers amid specks of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pieces of hazy, translucent metal add a spectral appearance to the thick band of dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence.  Featured around the center of the piece is a series of midnight purple panthers in various poses, the countless tiny specks of silver in the gems only visible in dim lighting.  Creating a secure fit while leaving the wearer unimpeded, ethereal strands of loimic and mistglass spiral out from the edges of the tailband in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic tiara revealing a damaryn pearl panther amid wisps of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Designed to secure in the wearer&#039;s hair with small clips, dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence twines around itself in chaotic patterns.  Thin wisps of ghostly mistglass seem to float out of the loimic, tiny orbs of spectrolite at each tip.  The spectral strands, reminiscent of soul energy, curve toward the grey panther lurking in the darkness.  Barely visible, nestled in the shadow between the front two paws is a tiny Prydaen figure formed of night diamonds gently beckoning to the unearthly spheres.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twilight-hue dreamweave corset accented with an everdusk damite ribcage&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The ribs fit rigidly against the fabric, highlighting the ethereal whorls that mimic clouds floating across the backdrop the color of a darkening night sky.  Strewn with minuscule flecks of silver like stars, the shadowy black metal is permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.  Poignantly macabre, a detailed spine travels the length of the center back, while a dreaming panther carved of night diamond clasps the gathered laced cords together.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some black dreamweave pants edged in night diamonds and writhing shadows&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eerie darkness shifts at the bottom of each leg, causing the countless tiny specks of silver in the midnight-purple-hued gems to twinkle like evening stars on a moonless night.  The ethereal whorl pattern of the fabric mimics the swirling shadows of a midnight forest haunt.  A trio of everdusk damite panthers serve as buttons, their silvery black metal is permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some shadow-black winged boots with wickedly sharp everdusk damite heels&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Secured by smirking panthers of damaryn pearl, skeletal wings protrude from each ankle of the supple leather boots.  Poignantly macabre, the detailed skeletal structure made from shadowy black metal is strewn with minuscule flecks of silver and permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.  The tall everdusk damite heels come to narrow points that would seem almost sharp enough to be used as a weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a nightmarish sapling sculpted in cambrinth and glitvire&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A thing of nightmares, the tiny trunk is covered in bulbous lumps, the limbs of the glitvire tree grow in tangled snarls.  Its spined leaves are tipped in deep red cambrinth, mimicking the deterioration of one&#039;s soul when encountering the sapling&#039;s fatally hallucinogenic toxin.  The outermost limbs plunge back toward the ground to form a maze of natural cage-like structures allowing the infant creature to be worn wrapped around the ankle.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some black diamond earrings with dramatically tiered damaryn pearl ropes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A multitude of elegant strands dangle from magnificent emerald-cut black diamond studs.  The lustrous pearls create a waterfall effect of shadowy grey that shimmers from their core with soft blue striations.  Glossy midnight onyx beads are strung between the layers of pearls enhancing the contrast and movement of the gems once known as the Eyes of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a luminous moonsilver clasp edged in fey-bone and strewn with night diamond stars&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Midnight-purple gems are scattered across the softly glowing metal, suggesting the outline of a stalking panther.  Fastened to the back of the clasp, a tiny comet with a trailing tail is wrought from platinum wire for convenient wearing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Invoke:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; With a knowing smile, Zynell whispers prayers into the shadows, her fingers tracing the twinkling night diamonds that form the outline of a stalking panther upon her moonsilver clasp.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic chain twisted in eerie mistglass and spectrolite veiled stormfire topaz&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Indigo-tinted dark metal is laced with delicate strings of mistglass chain fashioned to adorn the wearer&#039;s face.  Suspended in the twisting piece are storm-grey gems that scintillates like lightning through the thin layer of spectrolite, casting the unearthly hues in eerie flashes.&lt;br /&gt;
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You have a loimic chain twisted with spectrolite veiled stormfire topaz orbs, crackling with electricity and casting a eerie light over an angular face&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Other&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a sleek fey-bone fiddle set with a lounging damaryn pearl panther&#039;&#039;&#039; accompanied by &#039;&#039;&#039;a fey-bone instrument bow inlaid with tiny night diamond stars&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The body of this instrument has been constructed of sleek fey-bone segments.  Along the saddle to the belly of instrument, a panther made of blue-grey damaryn pearl lounges along the length of the instrument.  Glittering night diamond eyes give the creature a knowing look, as he lays among stars of the same precious stone that hug the bouts.  Damaryn pearl tuning pegs shaped like panther paws compliment the fretboard, which is inlaid with tiny pearl paw print fret markers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadowy black cupcake topped with slices of dusk berries and panther sprinkles&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Soft swirls of shadow-black and dusky grey frosting shroud the top of the dark chocolate cake, creating a decadent treat.  Glittery panther-shaped bits of sugar glimmer within the crevices of the frosting.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;EAT:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; You take a bite of the cupcake and find its duskberry core dripping with moonshine-infused sauce.  A mild feeling of drowsy euphoria steals over you for a moment, quickly replaced by a warm, tingling sensation that suffuses your body.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twisting eddy of starlight-hued light surrounded in loimic and spectrolite&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tinged in indigo opalescence, corrupted star-iron traps the contorting light.  Eerie shadows drift through the unearthly gems, casting ghostly blue and green tones across the dark frame.  Tiny loimic emblems of Damaris protect the entrance, lounging in an ever-vigilant watch over the treasures held within.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a dreamstone-clasped dreamweave pocket trimmed in everdusk damite panthers&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The ethereal nature of the soft fabric causes the lines that decorate the container&#039;s exterior to appear to shift and move, the subtle twilight hues providing the dreamy backdrop for the shadowy black metal flecked in silver that is molded into small felines.  An almost intoxicatingly sweet scent lingers in the surrounding air around their mischievous forms.  A protective panther curls around the fastener, and veins of violet and deep blue twist their way around the stone&#039;s cloud-like surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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A dreamweave pocket reads: &amp;quot;Dreams are worth fighting for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Armor and Shields&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black diamond-hide shield spiked in loimic with wispy mistglass tendrils&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Casting eerie shadows that seem to merge the blackness of the void and the glittering dreamscape, indigo-tinged metal protrudes from a background resembling glittering stars.  Ethereal strands of translucent ghostly metal spew from the corrupted star-iron in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.  Set into a watchful panther under the initials &amp;quot;D. R.&amp;quot;, two damaryn pearls fulfill the gem&#039;s name as the Eyes of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black diamond-hide shield reads: &amp;quot;Voided Dreams&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;an onyx shield silhouetted with a pouncing panther&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Camouflaged against a dark background, the emblem of Damaris is poised to strike.  Strewn like stars along its outline, 26 damaryn pearls form the constellation of the Panther, shimmering with faint blue striations within their depths.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Weapons&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black surgical saw with an intricate fey-bone haft&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Blackened steel the shade of a starless midnight sky comprises the saw&#039;s blade, etched with a line of elegant script and edged by a series of sharp, menacing teeth.  A polished handle of pale fey-bone boasts an intricate mosaic of inlaid night diamonds.  The myriad gems illustrate the figure of a sinuous panther stalking through the darkness, and two gleaming damaryn pearls form the mesmeric blue-grey eyes of the creature.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black surgical saw reads: &amp;quot;Soul Surgeon&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;Designed by [[Sothios]]&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote style=&amp;quot;color:#555;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;     &#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Wierdest weapon I have seen.&amp;quot; - [[Remaris]]&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a telothian-banded shadowleaf bear with mischievous void-black maelstone eyes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Designed with malicious intent, the heavy metal collar and matching cuffs adorning each paw are honed with a lethal edge.  The bear&#039;s significant weight suggests that it is no mere toy, and likely filled with more than just stuffing.  A subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent lingers in the air surrounding the line of everdusk damite in its left foot.  Its cold, dark eyes seem to drink in ambient light like flowing pools of shadow.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A shadowleaf bear reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Death Bear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night diamond-dusted void-black throwing hammer with a fey-bone panther handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tiny flecks of silver lace the midnight purple dust that flows around the ominously dark metal.  Clutching the head of the hammer with paws on either side and a mischievous smirk on its face, the fey-bone panther incarnation watches over the twinkling silver speck like dreaming souls waiting in the Void.  The lithe body twists as if in mid-leap, adding a solid grip to the handle.  Extending into the pommel, the tail playfully curls around a damaryn pearl, weighting the hammer to throwing perfection.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black throwing hammer reads: &amp;quot;Guardian of the Void&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic-twisted haralun sword with a spectrolite-flecked mistglass handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Metal the hue of a starless night twines with the opalescent indigo of the corrupted star-iron to shape the deceptively sharp blade.  The swirling pattern gives way to a ghostly mistglass handle that distorts the trapped gems, layers of spectral hues causing each gemstone to flicker in chromatic uniqueness.  Haunting wisps of loimic and mistglass flow together to encase a void-black panther in the pommel that completes the sword&#039;s triptych of souls between the Void.&lt;br /&gt;
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A haralun sword reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Daggers&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twilight-hued dreamweave sling with a dreamstone panther grip&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A mischievous smirk is carved across the feline&#039;s face as it holds the whorl-patterned fabric of the sling.  The playful tail of the pale stone panther curls around a damaryn pearl as if ready to load the projectile. &lt;br /&gt;
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A dreamweave sling reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Catapult.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black nightstick hilted with a dreamstone and loimic panther&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Metal the hue of a starless night creates a solid line of bludgeoning potential, seamlessly blending into the opalescent indigo-tinged panther handle.  Designed for comfort and solid grip when held, the avatar of Damaris hugs the wielder&#039;s hand, balancing the weapon with its tail sleepily curling around a luminous dreamstone swirled with veins of twilight hues.&lt;br /&gt;
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A night-black nightstick reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Dream Bringer&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twisted shadow-black whip with a loimic handle shrouded in wisps of mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thickly lashed strands of smokewhorl shift through various shades of twilight-grey to void-black, the smoky grey lines of the leather and blending hues of darkness manifesting a lash like shadow incarnate.  The loimic&#039;s tinge of indigo opalescence adds a spectral appearance to the ethereal strands of mistglass as they spiral up from the base of the handle in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
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A twisted whip reads: &amp;quot;Shadow&#039;s Lash.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black scythe with a loimic snath shrouded in wisps of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A smirk etched in its midnight purple features, a night diamond panther lurks on the tang of the menacing weapon, the feline&#039;s countless tiny specks of silver only visible in dim lighting.  In contrast, reminiscent of a starless night sky, the haralun blade bonds to a long shaft of dark metal.  The loimic&#039;s tinge of indigo opalescence adds a spectral appearance to the ethereal strands of mistglass as they spiral up from the base of the scythe in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black scythe reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Reaper&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Chips: a void-black spiral&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This appears to be ammunition for slings.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are certain that it could do:&lt;br /&gt;
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no (0/28) puncture damage&lt;br /&gt;
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very heavy (10/28) slice damage&lt;br /&gt;
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moderate (7/28) impact damage&lt;br /&gt;
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no (0/28) fire damage / no (0/28) cold damage / no (0/28) electric damage&lt;br /&gt;
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You are certain that the void-black spirals are quite fragile and easily damaged (3/18) and are in pristine condition.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black scythe with a scalpel-sharp kertig blade&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kertig the hue of a starless night sky prominently features a fey-bone inlay of a prowling panther along the curved rib of the weapon.  The haft is marked with the image of a roaring Gor&#039;Tog Barbarian raising a forging hammer high above his head, the word &amp;quot;Usho&amp;quot; set into the handle with stylized flame lettering impressed into the material&#039;s surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black scythe reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Scalpel&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Becoming a Cleric==&lt;br /&gt;
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Amid the bustling streets, narrowly dodging caravans, a midnight black ball weaved through the glass strewn ground to the alley for safety. Crouched in the shadows, a tiny midnight black Prydaen licked the bruising on the back of her hand. As her breathing slowed, her tummy began to rumble again and a whisper of crying echoed against the walls.&lt;br /&gt;
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The shadows enveloped the Prydaen as the rain began to fall on the bright street. A well loved stuffed animal found its way into the arms of the curled up fur. Deep, comforting purring replaced the soft tears in the alley lulling the little one to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Night fell on the street, the quiet settled in as the shadows came to life. Blinking the dreams away, the tiny one woke up surrounded by boots. A stern but hushed “Get up” came from the central pair of feet. Keeping the stuffie in hand, she sat up, rubbing her eyes. “Time for dinner.” the vague silhouette of a hand reached out to help her up. Standing up on her own, she nodded and stepped to follow the figure. A sly, approving smirk flickered in the moonlight as her shadows lead her to food and safety.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Over the years the tiny ball of fur grew up with the shadows of Crossing. She was slow to learn the sneaking ways of her friends so she played decoy and distraction for their survival. They would let her fiddle the disarmed boxes with them before dinner, laughing and drinking the nights away. Every bedtime she would fall asleep with her stuffie to the rumbling purrs from the alleyway. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The time came when she was deemed ready to bite the shipyard rats and earn her keep in pelts. She knew the adventurers who worked with the guilds excelled at making their way in the world so she asked for pamphlets from each of the guilds. Much as she loved her friends, she was not fit for the shadowy ways. Laying awake in bed, she gazed at her stuffie, wondering how she could do some good with her life.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The familiar purring started, but it did not bring her sleep. It faded into the distance like it was waiting for her. She slipped into her shoes, flicking her ears back listening for the way to go. She walked through the familiar streets as dawn began to break over the cleric guild. The purring stopped.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Slowly she crept through the entrance, the smell of coffee and pancakes coming from the door behind the giant chest. Clutching her stuffie, she stepped into Esuin’s office to listen to stories about clerics and Damaris. The registration book opened and she added her name. The shadows fell upon her in warm acknowledgement, a sly, approving smirk flickered in the candlelight.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Donations for Damaris ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Event Description ===&lt;br /&gt;
Want to actively participate in helping the clans? Join Zynell in one of her favorite activities: donating to Damaris! We will be offering stuffed animals and other toys for him to take to the children of the clans. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bring more than your thoughts and prayers. Bring your questionably acquired stuffed bears or town store toys for donation to providing comfort within the shadows for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Event Log ===&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Donations for Damaris|Donations for Damaris]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Cleric Hosted Immortal Events - Wild Magic Event==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Immortal Events|Immortal Events]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Damaris&#039; Dream Candle Ritual in Ratha==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Damaris Temple Dreams|Dream Logs]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Scripts==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note: All scripts were written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Eluned + Tamsine===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;For around town or as a supplement in combat&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; if no dirt stacker, replace with a forage dirt and round time pause (highly recommend a dirt stacker) &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get chalice&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put push my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;DirtStacker&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put commu elu&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor You feel fully prepared to seek assistance from the Immortals once again.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put sprink chal on &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Self&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put commu tam&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put chalice in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChaliceContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Altar Devotionals===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Series of rituals to perform at an altar: kiss altar, pour wine, wave incense, play song, dance, clean altar, pray immortal, and meditate on prayer bead chains&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039;Zynell has a lighter and does not use some of the rituals like the generic prayer. Add and remove rituals as needed.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put kneel altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put kiss altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stand&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get red wine&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put pour wine on altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Lighter&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put point &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Lighter&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; at incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put wave incense at altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put snuff incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put play psalm wistful for &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Immortal&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor You finish&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put clean altar with holy water&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor You finish your job&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put pray &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Immortal&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 10&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put kneel&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get chain from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChainContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put meditate my chain&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor  a shower of silver-grey luminance!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put chain in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChainContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stand&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Beads from Scratch===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Start with empty hands and this will make a block and shape a bead from a foraged wood&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; This will not use a primer so make sure to have the required engineering for the [[Prayer Beads]] or add a section for the primer.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; To call this script, use the .scriptname ImmortalAnimalShape (Example: .bead panther)&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put forage stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Container&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put sprinkle my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; on my stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Container&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put prep bless&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get carving knife from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;CarvingKnifeContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put cast my stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 5&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put carve my stick with my knife&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
carve:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put carve my stick with my knife&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve With fluid strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve  You continue to whittle away&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve You grow more careful in your movements,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match success With a final deep cut the rest&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
success:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
echo You have a block&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my knife in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;CarvingKnifeContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get shaper&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
shape:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put shape my block to %1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape begin shaping your&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Trying your best,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape With heavy strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape You smile with satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape block taking shape in the form&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Pursing your lips in concentration, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape on bringing out the details in the&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape hand slips clumsily at a critical moment&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done block suddenly cracks and breaks into several chunks&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done Your spirit soars with pride&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Done:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my shaper in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ShaperContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Turn All Blocks in a Container into Beads===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Bought a lot of blocks and want a lot of beads&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; Start with shaper in preferably left hand&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; To call this script, use the .scriptname ImmortalAnimalShape BlockContainer (Example: .beads panther backpack)&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
block:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow %1 bead&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get block from %2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
shape:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put shape my block to %1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape begin shaping your&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Trying your best,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape With heavy strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape You smile with satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape block taking shape in the form&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Pursing your lips in concentration, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape on bringing out the details in the&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape hand slips clumsily at a critical moment&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done block suddenly cracks and breaks into several chunks&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done You fumble around but can&#039;t seem to make that work&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match block Your spirit soars with pride&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Done:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow shaper&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
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		<title>Zynell</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Accessories */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Zynell&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Sothios, Telamont&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Zynell2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damaris&#039; Storyteller Zynell Novaraichi, Shadow Priestess of [[Damaris]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You have an angular face, some small-gauged hoops wrought from ghostly mistglass ascending the helix of both slightly pointed ears and star-flecked cat-slitted black eyes.  Your black mane is short and straight, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a loimic tiara revealing a damaryn pearl panther amid wisps of ghostly mistglass.  You have some bone slivers that create a jagged pattern upon midnight black fur veiled in glimmering silver glitter swirled with night diamond stars with shadowy black and silvered black rosettes, a loimic tailband with night diamond panthers amid specks of ghostly mistglass accenting a kinked tail and a lithe figure.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
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A clowder of sparkling kitties dappled in starry-bright hues float lazily around your left thigh, glowing with a lustrous sheen against your fur.&lt;br /&gt;
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Delicately carved bone forms a spiked halo around your head beset by shimmering spectrolites.  The translucent black stones display an aura of unearthly blues and eerie greens, giving it an otherworldly appearance in the light.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your left wrist has a tattoo of the predatory eyes of a panther staring outwards, their pale grey hue faintly striated with blue like a damaryn pearl.  The feline&#039;s twilight-purple and void-black fur fades at the edges, leaving much of its face a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;
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A shadowy orb rippling with silver arcs of light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following you diligently.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are wearing a red velvet pirate&#039;s hat with a single black feathered plume, a pair of shimmering chandelier earrings suspending spectrolite teardrops, some black diamond earrings with dramatically tiered damaryn pearl ropes, a dramatically tiered choker wrapped in damaryn pearl ropes, a small plush black panther with fierce pearl eyes and a kinked tail, a niello storyteller&#039;s badge engraved with a stylized campfire scene, a fragile gown with eerie flora pressed betwixt darkly ethereal marquisette layers, an etched shadowbark pipe with a black assassin&#039;s diamond mouthpiece, a shadowy crescent moon-shaped bonding ring with daggers holding a night diamond captive, a soul surgeon&#039;s surgical knife forged of loimic and fey-bone, a night-black bottle labeled &amp;quot;Dream Sand&amp;quot;, a cambrinth ankle cuff inlaid with bloodstone panthers to spell DAMARIS and some shadow-black winged boots with wickedly sharp everdusk damite heels.&lt;br /&gt;
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Previously: Head Councilor of the [[Order of the Apostles]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Alterations==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Titles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Damaris&#039; Storyteller&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Storyteller Items&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a pillowy storybook bound in dreamweave with a dreamstone panther clasp&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Whorls of shadow-black mingle with the twilight-hued undertones of the fabric, forming an eerie nighttime backdrop.  Tiny chips of pale dreamstone are strewn across the plush cover like stars in the night sky.  Swirled with veins of twilight blues and violets, the panther is etched with a subtle smirk.  Its outstretched paws create the illusion that the emblem of Damaris just hurled the matching dreamstone moon onto the cover.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a storyteller&#039;s portable glitvire library with dreamweave straps&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A thing of nightmares around the edges, the bark of the wood has been left intact and is covered in bulbous lumps and tangled snarls.  The dark, satiny finish of the inner planks highlights the reflective flecks of variegated greens and purples that form from the inert remanence of the tree&#039;s fatally hallucinogenic toxin.  Dovetailed joinery has transformed the wood into a small case with a hinged mistglass front for hazy viewing of its contents.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Pets&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Trinik2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a spirited shadow-black kitten with ethereal loimic bands spiraling the tail&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The lithe panther-esque form is accented by silver and midnight purple-flecked night-black eyes which supervise the surroundings with intense curiosity.  The length of its tail is adorned in delicate strands of dark metal tinged with an indigo opalescence that twine around the soft fur, while leaving the companion&#039;s expressive tail unimpeded.  A timeless band of the same metal comfortably fits around its neck with a dangling loimic panther trinket, night diamonds spelling the name &amp;quot;Trinik.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadow-black starlight velvet carrier with a loimic panther-shaped clasp&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The interior mass of lush pillows forms a plush area for a kitten to dream.  The soft exterior is woven so that it seems to writhe with ominous darkness, yet when the light hits the fabric just right, minuscule diamond chips worked into the strands of the velvet cause an illusion resembling glittering stars on a moonlit night.  Formed of dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence, the emblem of Damaris protects the entrance, lounging in an ever vigilant watch over the treasured occupant.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black; clear:both;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Priestess Items&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Zynell4.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night diamond panther-shaped pilgrim&#039;s badge with damaryn pearl eyes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a haralun chalice portraying night diamond panthers and edged in damaryn pearls&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The black metal of the cup blends with the midnight purple night diamonds to obscure the stalking panthers except where the light finds silvery specks within the gemstones.  Thin bands of tiny pearls once known as the &amp;quot;Eyes of Damaris&amp;quot; are inlaid at the top edge and foot of the chalice.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black starlight velvet prayer tapestry stitched with loimic and fey-bone&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The diamond-threaded fabric is reminiscent of glittering stars on a moonlit night.  Dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence swirls throughout the material, creating the silhouette of a panther.  Embedded into the smirking feline are subtle fangs and claws of fey-bone slivers.  Each end of the mat is edged in tiny fey-bone shards carved into varying poses of the emblem of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black wood shaper bonded to a spectrolite-flecked mistglass handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Metal the hue of a starless night curves to offer ideal shaping capabilities.  The abyss of black gives way to a ghostly mistglass handle that distorts the trapped gems, layers of spectral hues causing each gemstone to flicker in chromatic uniqueness.  Subtle swirls in the translucent metal soften the soulfully shimmering gems with a dreamy haze.&lt;br /&gt;
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A curved wood shaper reads: &amp;quot;Dream Shaper&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black bottle labeled &amp;quot;Dream Sand&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ethereal patterned strips of dreamweave loop around the neck of the bottle, allowing it to be buckled to the thigh and kept near at hand.  Curled in various sleeping poses, dark metal panthers, tinged with indigo opalescence, secure each latch.  Drilled into the bottom of the shadow-swirled bottle is a small hole covered with a thin plate of loimic and connected to a tiny panther paw-shaped lever that releases the bottle&#039;s contents when pressed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a soul surgeon&#039;s surgical knife forged of loimic and fey-bone&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The blade of dark metal tinged with opalescent indigo is sharpened to a whisper thin edge, a menacing contrast to the polished handle of pale fey-bone.  Shaped to rest perfectly in the skilled hands of its user, the fey-bone panther carved hilt is set with two gleaming night diamonds to form the mesmeric star-flecked eyes of the feline.&lt;br /&gt;
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A surgical knife reads: &amp;quot;Soul Slicer&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadow-black dragon with night diamond eyes and claws&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Twilight-grey to void-black hues nearly obscure the intricate scale pattern of the reclining dragon.  Silver-flecked gems set within the mischievous face of the creature sparkle in dim lighting like a starlit midsummer night sky.  A tiny piece of flint is visible in the back of its throat, tucked inconspicuously behind the playful smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a ghostly mistglass phylactery with a twisted void-black shadesatin strap&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The dark fabric twists around itself and adheres to the small box like twin claws gripping the ghostly metal.  Lined in the same shadesatin, dramatic shadows dance across the interior&#039;s surface, adding to the mystery of the contents.  The phylactery&#039;s translucent exterior is etched with holy symbols and is clasped with a night diamond panther.  Formed of silver-flecked midnight purple gemstones, the emblem of Damaris guards the opening, lounging in an ever-vigilant watch over the treasures within.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Accessories&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadowy crescent moon-shaped bonding ring with daggers holding a night diamond captive&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The polished blue-white mistglass is designed to form an elegant crescent shape and closer inspection reveals the lithe shadow of a mischievous panther in the pale metal.  Reminiscent of a waxing moon, the ring is adorned at either end with tiny acenite daggers that are designed to hold a gem captive.  Set into the ring is a night diamond.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic tailband with night diamond panthers amid specks of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pieces of hazy, translucent metal add a spectral appearance to the thick band of dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence.  Featured around the center of the piece is a series of midnight purple panthers in various poses, the countless tiny specks of silver in the gems only visible in dim lighting.  Creating a secure fit while leaving the wearer unimpeded, ethereal strands of loimic and mistglass spiral out from the edges of the tailband in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic tiara revealing a damaryn pearl panther amid wisps of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Designed to secure in the wearer&#039;s hair with small clips, dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence twines around itself in chaotic patterns.  Thin wisps of ghostly mistglass seem to float out of the loimic, tiny orbs of spectrolite at each tip.  The spectral strands, reminiscent of soul energy, curve toward the grey panther lurking in the darkness.  Barely visible, nestled in the shadow between the front two paws is a tiny Prydaen figure formed of night diamonds gently beckoning to the unearthly spheres.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twilight-hue dreamweave corset accented with an everdusk damite ribcage&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The ribs fit rigidly against the fabric, highlighting the ethereal whorls that mimic clouds floating across the backdrop the color of a darkening night sky.  Strewn with minuscule flecks of silver like stars, the shadowy black metal is permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.  Poignantly macabre, a detailed spine travels the length of the center back, while a dreaming panther carved of night diamond clasps the gathered laced cords together.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some black dreamweave pants edged in night diamonds and writhing shadows&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eerie darkness shifts at the bottom of each leg, causing the countless tiny specks of silver in the midnight-purple-hued gems to twinkle like evening stars on a moonless night.  The ethereal whorl pattern of the fabric mimics the swirling shadows of a midnight forest haunt.  A trio of everdusk damite panthers serve as buttons, their silvery black metal is permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some shadow-black winged boots with wickedly sharp everdusk damite heels&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Secured by smirking panthers of damaryn pearl, skeletal wings protrude from each ankle of the supple leather boots.  Poignantly macabre, the detailed skeletal structure made from shadowy black metal is strewn with minuscule flecks of silver and permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.  The tall everdusk damite heels come to narrow points that would seem almost sharp enough to be used as a weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a nightmarish sapling sculpted in cambrinth and glitvire&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A thing of nightmares, the tiny trunk is covered in bulbous lumps, the limbs of the glitvire tree grow in tangled snarls.  Its spined leaves are tipped in deep red cambrinth, mimicking the deterioration of one&#039;s soul when encountering the sapling&#039;s fatally hallucinogenic toxin.  The outermost limbs plunge back toward the ground to form a maze of natural cage-like structures allowing the infant creature to be worn wrapped around the ankle.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some black diamond earrings with dramatically tiered damaryn pearl ropes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A multitude of elegant strands dangle from magnificent emerald-cut black diamond studs.  The lustrous pearls create a waterfall effect of shadowy grey that shimmers from their core with soft blue striations.  Glossy midnight onyx beads are strung between the layers of pearls enhancing the contrast and movement of the gems once known as the Eyes of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a luminous moonsilver clasp edged in fey-bone and strewn with night diamond stars&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Midnight-purple gems are scattered across the softly glowing metal, suggesting the outline of a stalking panther.  Fastened to the back of the clasp, a tiny comet with a trailing tail is wrought from platinum wire for convenient wearing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic chain twisted in eerie mistglass and spectrolite veiled stormfire topaz&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Indigo-tinted dark metal is laced with delicate strings of mistglass chain fashioned to adorn the wearer&#039;s face.  Suspended in the twisting piece are storm-grey gems that scintillates like lightning through the thin layer of spectrolite, casting the unearthly hues in eerie flashes.&lt;br /&gt;
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You have a loimic chain twisted with spectrolite veiled stormfire topaz orbs, crackling with electricity and casting a eerie light over an angular face&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Other&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a sleek fey-bone fiddle set with a lounging damaryn pearl panther&#039;&#039;&#039; accompanied by &#039;&#039;&#039;a fey-bone instrument bow inlaid with tiny night diamond stars&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The body of this instrument has been constructed of sleek fey-bone segments.  Along the saddle to the belly of instrument, a panther made of blue-grey damaryn pearl lounges along the length of the instrument.  Glittering night diamond eyes give the creature a knowing look, as he lays among stars of the same precious stone that hug the bouts.  Damaryn pearl tuning pegs shaped like panther paws compliment the fretboard, which is inlaid with tiny pearl paw print fret markers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadowy black cupcake topped with slices of dusk berries and panther sprinkles&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Soft swirls of shadow-black and dusky grey frosting shroud the top of the dark chocolate cake, creating a decadent treat.  Glittery panther-shaped bits of sugar glimmer within the crevices of the frosting.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;EAT:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; You take a bite of the cupcake and find its duskberry core dripping with moonshine-infused sauce.  A mild feeling of drowsy euphoria steals over you for a moment, quickly replaced by a warm, tingling sensation that suffuses your body.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twisting eddy of starlight-hued light surrounded in loimic and spectrolite&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tinged in indigo opalescence, corrupted star-iron traps the contorting light.  Eerie shadows drift through the unearthly gems, casting ghostly blue and green tones across the dark frame.  Tiny loimic emblems of Damaris protect the entrance, lounging in an ever-vigilant watch over the treasures held within.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a dreamstone-clasped dreamweave pocket trimmed in everdusk damite panthers&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The ethereal nature of the soft fabric causes the lines that decorate the container&#039;s exterior to appear to shift and move, the subtle twilight hues providing the dreamy backdrop for the shadowy black metal flecked in silver that is molded into small felines.  An almost intoxicatingly sweet scent lingers in the surrounding air around their mischievous forms.  A protective panther curls around the fastener, and veins of violet and deep blue twist their way around the stone&#039;s cloud-like surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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A dreamweave pocket reads: &amp;quot;Dreams are worth fighting for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Armor and Shields&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black diamond-hide shield spiked in loimic with wispy mistglass tendrils&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Casting eerie shadows that seem to merge the blackness of the void and the glittering dreamscape, indigo-tinged metal protrudes from a background resembling glittering stars.  Ethereal strands of translucent ghostly metal spew from the corrupted star-iron in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.  Set into a watchful panther under the initials &amp;quot;D. R.&amp;quot;, two damaryn pearls fulfill the gem&#039;s name as the Eyes of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A void-black diamond-hide shield reads: &amp;quot;Voided Dreams&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;an onyx shield silhouetted with a pouncing panther&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Camouflaged against a dark background, the emblem of Damaris is poised to strike.  Strewn like stars along its outline, 26 damaryn pearls form the constellation of the Panther, shimmering with faint blue striations within their depths.&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Weapons&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black surgical saw with an intricate fey-bone haft&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Blackened steel the shade of a starless midnight sky comprises the saw&#039;s blade, etched with a line of elegant script and edged by a series of sharp, menacing teeth.  A polished handle of pale fey-bone boasts an intricate mosaic of inlaid night diamonds.  The myriad gems illustrate the figure of a sinuous panther stalking through the darkness, and two gleaming damaryn pearls form the mesmeric blue-grey eyes of the creature.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black surgical saw reads: &amp;quot;Soul Surgeon&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;Designed by [[Sothios]]&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote style=&amp;quot;color:#555;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;     &#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Wierdest weapon I have seen.&amp;quot; - [[Remaris]]&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a telothian-banded shadowleaf bear with mischievous void-black maelstone eyes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Designed with malicious intent, the heavy metal collar and matching cuffs adorning each paw are honed with a lethal edge.  The bear&#039;s significant weight suggests that it is no mere toy, and likely filled with more than just stuffing.  A subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent lingers in the air surrounding the line of everdusk damite in its left foot.  Its cold, dark eyes seem to drink in ambient light like flowing pools of shadow.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A shadowleaf bear reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Death Bear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night diamond-dusted void-black throwing hammer with a fey-bone panther handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tiny flecks of silver lace the midnight purple dust that flows around the ominously dark metal.  Clutching the head of the hammer with paws on either side and a mischievous smirk on its face, the fey-bone panther incarnation watches over the twinkling silver speck like dreaming souls waiting in the Void.  The lithe body twists as if in mid-leap, adding a solid grip to the handle.  Extending into the pommel, the tail playfully curls around a damaryn pearl, weighting the hammer to throwing perfection.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A void-black throwing hammer reads: &amp;quot;Guardian of the Void&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic-twisted haralun sword with a spectrolite-flecked mistglass handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Metal the hue of a starless night twines with the opalescent indigo of the corrupted star-iron to shape the deceptively sharp blade.  The swirling pattern gives way to a ghostly mistglass handle that distorts the trapped gems, layers of spectral hues causing each gemstone to flicker in chromatic uniqueness.  Haunting wisps of loimic and mistglass flow together to encase a void-black panther in the pommel that completes the sword&#039;s triptych of souls between the Void.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A haralun sword reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Daggers&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twilight-hued dreamweave sling with a dreamstone panther grip&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A mischievous smirk is carved across the feline&#039;s face as it holds the whorl-patterned fabric of the sling.  The playful tail of the pale stone panther curls around a damaryn pearl as if ready to load the projectile. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A dreamweave sling reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Catapult.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black nightstick hilted with a dreamstone and loimic panther&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Metal the hue of a starless night creates a solid line of bludgeoning potential, seamlessly blending into the opalescent indigo-tinged panther handle.  Designed for comfort and solid grip when held, the avatar of Damaris hugs the wielder&#039;s hand, balancing the weapon with its tail sleepily curling around a luminous dreamstone swirled with veins of twilight hues.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A night-black nightstick reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Dream Bringer&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twisted shadow-black whip with a loimic handle shrouded in wisps of mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Thickly lashed strands of smokewhorl shift through various shades of twilight-grey to void-black, the smoky grey lines of the leather and blending hues of darkness manifesting a lash like shadow incarnate.  The loimic&#039;s tinge of indigo opalescence adds a spectral appearance to the ethereal strands of mistglass as they spiral up from the base of the handle in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A twisted whip reads: &amp;quot;Shadow&#039;s Lash.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black scythe with a loimic snath shrouded in wisps of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A smirk etched in its midnight purple features, a night diamond panther lurks on the tang of the menacing weapon, the feline&#039;s countless tiny specks of silver only visible in dim lighting.  In contrast, reminiscent of a starless night sky, the haralun blade bonds to a long shaft of dark metal.  The loimic&#039;s tinge of indigo opalescence adds a spectral appearance to the ethereal strands of mistglass as they spiral up from the base of the scythe in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A void-black scythe reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Reaper&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Chips: a void-black spiral&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This appears to be ammunition for slings.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are certain that it could do:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
no (0/28) puncture damage&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
very heavy (10/28) slice damage&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
moderate (7/28) impact damage&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
no (0/28) fire damage / no (0/28) cold damage / no (0/28) electric damage&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You are certain that the void-black spirals are quite fragile and easily damaged (3/18) and are in pristine condition.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black scythe with a scalpel-sharp kertig blade&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kertig the hue of a starless night sky prominently features a fey-bone inlay of a prowling panther along the curved rib of the weapon.  The haft is marked with the image of a roaring Gor&#039;Tog Barbarian raising a forging hammer high above his head, the word &amp;quot;Usho&amp;quot; set into the handle with stylized flame lettering impressed into the material&#039;s surface.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A void-black scythe reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Scalpel&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:SothZyn4.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:SothZyn3.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:MontyZyn6.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:MontyZyn2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:SothZynMonty4.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:SothZynMonty3.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Becoming a Cleric==&lt;br /&gt;
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Amid the bustling streets, narrowly dodging caravans, a midnight black ball weaved through the glass strewn ground to the alley for safety. Crouched in the shadows, a tiny midnight black Prydaen licked the bruising on the back of her hand. As her breathing slowed, her tummy began to rumble again and a whisper of crying echoed against the walls.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The shadows enveloped the Prydaen as the rain began to fall on the bright street. A well loved stuffed animal found its way into the arms of the curled up fur. Deep, comforting purring replaced the soft tears in the alley lulling the little one to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Night fell on the street, the quiet settled in as the shadows came to life. Blinking the dreams away, the tiny one woke up surrounded by boots. A stern but hushed “Get up” came from the central pair of feet. Keeping the stuffie in hand, she sat up, rubbing her eyes. “Time for dinner.” the vague silhouette of a hand reached out to help her up. Standing up on her own, she nodded and stepped to follow the figure. A sly, approving smirk flickered in the moonlight as her shadows lead her to food and safety.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Over the years the tiny ball of fur grew up with the shadows of Crossing. She was slow to learn the sneaking ways of her friends so she played decoy and distraction for their survival. They would let her fiddle the disarmed boxes with them before dinner, laughing and drinking the nights away. Every bedtime she would fall asleep with her stuffie to the rumbling purrs from the alleyway. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The time came when she was deemed ready to bite the shipyard rats and earn her keep in pelts. She knew the adventurers who worked with the guilds excelled at making their way in the world so she asked for pamphlets from each of the guilds. Much as she loved her friends, she was not fit for the shadowy ways. Laying awake in bed, she gazed at her stuffie, wondering how she could do some good with her life.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The familiar purring started, but it did not bring her sleep. It faded into the distance like it was waiting for her. She slipped into her shoes, flicking her ears back listening for the way to go. She walked through the familiar streets as dawn began to break over the cleric guild. The purring stopped.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Slowly she crept through the entrance, the smell of coffee and pancakes coming from the door behind the giant chest. Clutching her stuffie, she stepped into Esuin’s office to listen to stories about clerics and Damaris. The registration book opened and she added her name. The shadows fell upon her in warm acknowledgement, a sly, approving smirk flickered in the candlelight.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Donations for Damaris ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Event Description ===&lt;br /&gt;
Want to actively participate in helping the clans? Join Zynell in one of her favorite activities: donating to Damaris! We will be offering stuffed animals and other toys for him to take to the children of the clans. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bring more than your thoughts and prayers. Bring your questionably acquired stuffed bears or town store toys for donation to providing comfort within the shadows for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Event Log ===&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Donations for Damaris|Donations for Damaris]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Cleric Hosted Immortal Events - Wild Magic Event==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Immortal Events|Immortal Events]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Damaris&#039; Dream Candle Ritual in Ratha==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Damaris Temple Dreams|Dream Logs]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Scripts==&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note: All scripts were written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Eluned + Tamsine===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;For around town or as a supplement in combat&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; if no dirt stacker, replace with a forage dirt and round time pause (highly recommend a dirt stacker) &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
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put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
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put get chalice&lt;br /&gt;
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put push my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;DirtStacker&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
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put commu elu&lt;br /&gt;
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waitfor You feel fully prepared to seek assistance from the Immortals once again.&lt;br /&gt;
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put sprink chal on &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Self&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
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put commu tam&lt;br /&gt;
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pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
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put put chalice in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChaliceContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Altar Devotionals===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Series of rituals to perform at an altar: kiss altar, pour wine, wave incense, play song, dance, clean altar, pray immortal, and meditate on prayer bead chains&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039;Zynell has a lighter and does not use some of the rituals like the generic prayer. Add and remove rituals as needed.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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put kneel altar&lt;br /&gt;
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pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
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put kiss altar&lt;br /&gt;
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pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
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put stand&lt;br /&gt;
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put get red wine&lt;br /&gt;
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pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put pour wine on altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Lighter&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put point &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Lighter&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; at incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put wave incense at altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put snuff incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put play psalm wistful for &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Immortal&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor You finish&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put clean altar with holy water&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor You finish your job&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put pray &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Immortal&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 10&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put kneel&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get chain from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChainContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put meditate my chain&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor  a shower of silver-grey luminance!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put chain in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChainContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stand&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Beads from Scratch===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Start with empty hands and this will make a block and shape a bead from a foraged wood&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; This will not use a primer so make sure to have the required engineering for the [[Prayer Beads]] or add a section for the primer.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; To call this script, use the .scriptname ImmortalAnimalShape (Example: .bead panther)&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put forage stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Container&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put sprinkle my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; on my stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Container&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put prep bless&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get carving knife from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;CarvingKnifeContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put cast my stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 5&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put carve my stick with my knife&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
carve:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put carve my stick with my knife&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve With fluid strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve  You continue to whittle away&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve You grow more careful in your movements,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match success With a final deep cut the rest&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
success:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
echo You have a block&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my knife in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;CarvingKnifeContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get shaper&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
shape:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put shape my block to %1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape begin shaping your&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Trying your best,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape With heavy strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape You smile with satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape block taking shape in the form&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Pursing your lips in concentration, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape on bringing out the details in the&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape hand slips clumsily at a critical moment&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done block suddenly cracks and breaks into several chunks&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done Your spirit soars with pride&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Done:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my shaper in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ShaperContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Turn All Blocks in a Container into Beads===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Bought a lot of blocks and want a lot of beads&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; Start with shaper in preferably left hand&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; To call this script, use the .scriptname ImmortalAnimalShape BlockContainer (Example: .beads panther backpack)&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
block:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow %1 bead&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get block from %2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
shape:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put shape my block to %1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape begin shaping your&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Trying your best,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape With heavy strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape You smile with satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape block taking shape in the form&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Pursing your lips in concentration, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape on bringing out the details in the&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape hand slips clumsily at a critical moment&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done block suddenly cracks and breaks into several chunks&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done You fumble around but can&#039;t seem to make that work&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match block Your spirit soars with pride&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Done:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow shaper&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Zynell&amp;diff=692522</id>
		<title>Zynell</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Zynell&amp;diff=692522"/>
		<updated>2026-06-21T11:28:23Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;KATALYS: /* Accessories */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Zynell&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Prydaen&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|relat=Sothios, Telamont&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Zynell2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; font-weight:bold;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damaris&#039; Storyteller Zynell Novaraichi, Shadow Priestess of [[Damaris]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You have an angular face, some small-gauged hoops wrought from ghostly mistglass ascending the helix of both slightly pointed ears and star-flecked cat-slitted black eyes.  Your black mane is short and straight, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a loimic tiara revealing a damaryn pearl panther amid wisps of ghostly mistglass.  You have some bone slivers that create a jagged pattern upon midnight black fur veiled in glimmering silver glitter swirled with night diamond stars with shadowy black and silvered black rosettes, a loimic tailband with night diamond panthers amid specks of ghostly mistglass accenting a kinked tail and a lithe figure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You are tiny for a Prydaen.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A clowder of sparkling kitties dappled in starry-bright hues float lazily around your left thigh, glowing with a lustrous sheen against your fur.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Delicately carved bone forms a spiked halo around your head beset by shimmering spectrolites.  The translucent black stones display an aura of unearthly blues and eerie greens, giving it an otherworldly appearance in the light.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Your left wrist has a tattoo of the predatory eyes of a panther staring outwards, their pale grey hue faintly striated with blue like a damaryn pearl.  The feline&#039;s twilight-purple and void-black fur fades at the edges, leaving much of its face a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A shadowy orb rippling with silver arcs of light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following you diligently.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You are wearing a red velvet pirate&#039;s hat with a single black feathered plume, a pair of shimmering chandelier earrings suspending spectrolite teardrops, some black diamond earrings with dramatically tiered damaryn pearl ropes, a dramatically tiered choker wrapped in damaryn pearl ropes, a small plush black panther with fierce pearl eyes and a kinked tail, a niello storyteller&#039;s badge engraved with a stylized campfire scene, a fragile gown with eerie flora pressed betwixt darkly ethereal marquisette layers, an etched shadowbark pipe with a black assassin&#039;s diamond mouthpiece, a shadowy crescent moon-shaped bonding ring with daggers holding a night diamond captive, a soul surgeon&#039;s surgical knife forged of loimic and fey-bone, a night-black bottle labeled &amp;quot;Dream Sand&amp;quot;, a cambrinth ankle cuff inlaid with bloodstone panthers to spell DAMARIS and some shadow-black winged boots with wickedly sharp everdusk damite heels.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Previously: Head Councilor of the [[Order of the Apostles]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br/&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Alterations==&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Titles&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Damaris&#039; Storyteller&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Storyteller Items&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a pillowy storybook bound in dreamweave with a dreamstone panther clasp&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Whorls of shadow-black mingle with the twilight-hued undertones of the fabric, forming an eerie nighttime backdrop.  Tiny chips of pale dreamstone are strewn across the plush cover like stars in the night sky.  Swirled with veins of twilight blues and violets, the panther is etched with a subtle smirk.  Its outstretched paws create the illusion that the emblem of Damaris just hurled the matching dreamstone moon onto the cover.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a storyteller&#039;s portable glitvire library with dreamweave straps&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A thing of nightmares around the edges, the bark of the wood has been left intact and is covered in bulbous lumps and tangled snarls.  The dark, satiny finish of the inner planks highlights the reflective flecks of variegated greens and purples that form from the inert remanence of the tree&#039;s fatally hallucinogenic toxin.  Dovetailed joinery has transformed the wood into a small case with a hinged mistglass front for hazy viewing of its contents.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Pets&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:Trinik2.png|200px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a spirited shadow-black kitten with ethereal loimic bands spiraling the tail&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The lithe panther-esque form is accented by silver and midnight purple-flecked night-black eyes which supervise the surroundings with intense curiosity.  The length of its tail is adorned in delicate strands of dark metal tinged with an indigo opalescence that twine around the soft fur, while leaving the companion&#039;s expressive tail unimpeded.  A timeless band of the same metal comfortably fits around its neck with a dangling loimic panther trinket, night diamonds spelling the name &amp;quot;Trinik.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadow-black starlight velvet carrier with a loimic panther-shaped clasp&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The interior mass of lush pillows forms a plush area for a kitten to dream.  The soft exterior is woven so that it seems to writhe with ominous darkness, yet when the light hits the fabric just right, minuscule diamond chips worked into the strands of the velvet cause an illusion resembling glittering stars on a moonlit night.  Formed of dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence, the emblem of Damaris protects the entrance, lounging in an ever vigilant watch over the treasured occupant.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night diamond panther-shaped pilgrim&#039;s badge with damaryn pearl eyes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a haralun chalice portraying night diamond panthers and edged in damaryn pearls&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The black metal of the cup blends with the midnight purple night diamonds to obscure the stalking panthers except where the light finds silvery specks within the gemstones.  Thin bands of tiny pearls once known as the &amp;quot;Eyes of Damaris&amp;quot; are inlaid at the top edge and foot of the chalice.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black starlight velvet prayer tapestry stitched with loimic and fey-bone&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The diamond-threaded fabric is reminiscent of glittering stars on a moonlit night.  Dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence swirls throughout the material, creating the silhouette of a panther.  Embedded into the smirking feline are subtle fangs and claws of fey-bone slivers.  Each end of the mat is edged in tiny fey-bone shards carved into varying poses of the emblem of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black wood shaper bonded to a spectrolite-flecked mistglass handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Metal the hue of a starless night curves to offer ideal shaping capabilities.  The abyss of black gives way to a ghostly mistglass handle that distorts the trapped gems, layers of spectral hues causing each gemstone to flicker in chromatic uniqueness.  Subtle swirls in the translucent metal soften the soulfully shimmering gems with a dreamy haze.&lt;br /&gt;
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A curved wood shaper reads: &amp;quot;Dream Shaper&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black bottle labeled &amp;quot;Dream Sand&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ethereal patterned strips of dreamweave loop around the neck of the bottle, allowing it to be buckled to the thigh and kept near at hand.  Curled in various sleeping poses, dark metal panthers, tinged with indigo opalescence, secure each latch.  Drilled into the bottom of the shadow-swirled bottle is a small hole covered with a thin plate of loimic and connected to a tiny panther paw-shaped lever that releases the bottle&#039;s contents when pressed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a soul surgeon&#039;s surgical knife forged of loimic and fey-bone&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The blade of dark metal tinged with opalescent indigo is sharpened to a whisper thin edge, a menacing contrast to the polished handle of pale fey-bone.  Shaped to rest perfectly in the skilled hands of its user, the fey-bone panther carved hilt is set with two gleaming night diamonds to form the mesmeric star-flecked eyes of the feline.&lt;br /&gt;
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A surgical knife reads: &amp;quot;Soul Slicer&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadow-black dragon with night diamond eyes and claws&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Twilight-grey to void-black hues nearly obscure the intricate scale pattern of the reclining dragon.  Silver-flecked gems set within the mischievous face of the creature sparkle in dim lighting like a starlit midsummer night sky.  A tiny piece of flint is visible in the back of its throat, tucked inconspicuously behind the playful smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a ghostly mistglass phylactery with a twisted void-black shadesatin strap&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The dark fabric twists around itself and adheres to the small box like twin claws gripping the ghostly metal.  Lined in the same shadesatin, dramatic shadows dance across the interior&#039;s surface, adding to the mystery of the contents.  The phylactery&#039;s translucent exterior is etched with holy symbols and is clasped with a night diamond panther.  Formed of silver-flecked midnight purple gemstones, the emblem of Damaris guards the opening, lounging in an ever-vigilant watch over the treasures within.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadowy crescent moon-shaped bonding ring with daggers holding a night diamond captive&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The polished blue-white mistglass is designed to form an elegant crescent shape and closer inspection reveals the lithe shadow of a mischievous panther in the pale metal.  Reminiscent of a waxing moon, the ring is adorned at either end with tiny acenite daggers that are designed to hold a gem captive.  Set into the ring is a night diamond.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic tailband with night diamond panthers amid specks of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pieces of hazy, translucent metal add a spectral appearance to the thick band of dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence.  Featured around the center of the piece is a series of midnight purple panthers in various poses, the countless tiny specks of silver in the gems only visible in dim lighting.  Creating a secure fit while leaving the wearer unimpeded, ethereal strands of loimic and mistglass spiral out from the edges of the tailband in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic tiara revealing a damaryn pearl panther amid wisps of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Designed to secure in the wearer&#039;s hair with small clips, dark metal tinged with indigo opalescence twines around itself in chaotic patterns.  Thin wisps of ghostly mistglass seem to float out of the loimic, tiny orbs of spectrolite at each tip.  The spectral strands, reminiscent of soul energy, curve toward the grey panther lurking in the darkness.  Barely visible, nestled in the shadow between the front two paws is a tiny Prydaen figure formed of night diamonds gently beckoning to the unearthly spheres.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twilight-hue dreamweave corset accented with an everdusk damite ribcage&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The ribs fit rigidly against the fabric, highlighting the ethereal whorls that mimic clouds floating across the backdrop the color of a darkening night sky.  Strewn with minuscule flecks of silver like stars, the shadowy black metal is permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.  Poignantly macabre, a detailed spine travels the length of the center back, while a dreaming panther carved of night diamond clasps the gathered laced cords together.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some night-black dreamweave pants edged in night diamonds and writhing shadows&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eerie darkness shifts at the bottom of each leg, causing the countless tiny specks of silver in the midnight-purple-hued gems to twinkle like evening stars on a moonless night.  The ethereal whorl pattern of the fabric mimics the swirling shadows of a midnight forest haunt.  A trio of everdusk damite panthers serve as buttons, their silvery black metal is permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some shadow-black winged boots with wickedly sharp everdusk damite heels&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Secured by smirking panthers of damaryn pearl, skeletal wings protrude from each ankle of the supple leather boots.  Poignantly macabre, the detailed skeletal structure made from shadowy black metal is strewn with minuscule flecks of silver and permeated by a subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent that lingers in the surrounding air.  The tall everdusk damite heels come to narrow points that would seem almost sharp enough to be used as a weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a nightmarish sapling sculpted in cambrinth and glitvire&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A thing of nightmares, the tiny trunk is covered in bulbous lumps, the limbs of the glitvire tree grow in tangled snarls.  Its spined leaves are tipped in deep red cambrinth, mimicking the deterioration of one&#039;s soul when encountering the sapling&#039;s fatally hallucinogenic toxin.  The outermost limbs plunge back toward the ground to form a maze of natural cage-like structures allowing the infant creature to be worn wrapped around the ankle.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;some black diamond earrings with dramatically tiered damaryn pearl ropes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A multitude of elegant strands dangle from magnificent emerald-cut black diamond studs.  The lustrous pearls create a waterfall effect of shadowy grey that shimmers from their core with soft blue striations.  Glossy midnight onyx beads are strung between the layers of pearls enhancing the contrast and movement of the gems once known as the Eyes of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a luminous moonsilver clasp edged in fey-bone and strewn with night diamond stars&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Midnight-purple gems are scattered across the softly glowing metal, suggesting the outline of a stalking panther.  Fastened to the back of the clasp, a tiny comet with a trailing tail is wrought from platinum wire for convenient wearing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic chain twisted in eerie mistglass and spectrolite veiled stormfire topaz&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Indigo-tinted dark metal is laced with delicate strings of mistglass chain fashioned to adorn the wearer&#039;s face.  Suspended in the twisting piece are storm-grey gems that scintillates like lightning through the thin layer of spectrolite, casting the unearthly hues in eerie flashes.&lt;br /&gt;
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You have a loimic chain twisted with spectrolite veiled stormfire topaz orbs, crackling with electricity and casting a eerie light over an angular face&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a sleek fey-bone fiddle set with a lounging damaryn pearl panther&#039;&#039;&#039; accompanied by &#039;&#039;&#039;a fey-bone instrument bow inlaid with tiny night diamond stars&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The body of this instrument has been constructed of sleek fey-bone segments.  Along the saddle to the belly of instrument, a panther made of blue-grey damaryn pearl lounges along the length of the instrument.  Glittering night diamond eyes give the creature a knowing look, as he lays among stars of the same precious stone that hug the bouts.  Damaryn pearl tuning pegs shaped like panther paws compliment the fretboard, which is inlaid with tiny pearl paw print fret markers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a shadowy black cupcake topped with slices of dusk berries and panther sprinkles&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Soft swirls of shadow-black and dusky grey frosting shroud the top of the dark chocolate cake, creating a decadent treat.  Glittery panther-shaped bits of sugar glimmer within the crevices of the frosting.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;EAT:&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; You take a bite of the cupcake and find its duskberry core dripping with moonshine-infused sauce.  A mild feeling of drowsy euphoria steals over you for a moment, quickly replaced by a warm, tingling sensation that suffuses your body.&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twisting eddy of starlight-hued light surrounded in loimic and spectrolite&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tinged in indigo opalescence, corrupted star-iron traps the contorting light.  Eerie shadows drift through the unearthly gems, casting ghostly blue and green tones across the dark frame.  Tiny loimic emblems of Damaris protect the entrance, lounging in an ever-vigilant watch over the treasures held within.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a dreamstone-clasped dreamweave pocket trimmed in everdusk damite panthers&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The ethereal nature of the soft fabric causes the lines that decorate the container&#039;s exterior to appear to shift and move, the subtle twilight hues providing the dreamy backdrop for the shadowy black metal flecked in silver that is molded into small felines.  An almost intoxicatingly sweet scent lingers in the surrounding air around their mischievous forms.  A protective panther curls around the fastener, and veins of violet and deep blue twist their way around the stone&#039;s cloud-like surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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A dreamweave pocket reads: &amp;quot;Dreams are worth fighting for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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===&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082; border-bottom:3px double black;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Armor and Shields&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black diamond-hide shield spiked in loimic with wispy mistglass tendrils&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Casting eerie shadows that seem to merge the blackness of the void and the glittering dreamscape, indigo-tinged metal protrudes from a background resembling glittering stars.  Ethereal strands of translucent ghostly metal spew from the corrupted star-iron in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.  Set into a watchful panther under the initials &amp;quot;D. R.&amp;quot;, two damaryn pearls fulfill the gem&#039;s name as the Eyes of Damaris.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black diamond-hide shield reads: &amp;quot;Voided Dreams&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;an onyx shield silhouetted with a pouncing panther&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Camouflaged against a dark background, the emblem of Damaris is poised to strike.  Strewn like stars along its outline, 26 damaryn pearls form the constellation of the Panther, shimmering with faint blue striations within their depths.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black surgical saw with an intricate fey-bone haft&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Blackened steel the shade of a starless midnight sky comprises the saw&#039;s blade, etched with a line of elegant script and edged by a series of sharp, menacing teeth.  A polished handle of pale fey-bone boasts an intricate mosaic of inlaid night diamonds.  The myriad gems illustrate the figure of a sinuous panther stalking through the darkness, and two gleaming damaryn pearls form the mesmeric blue-grey eyes of the creature.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black surgical saw reads: &amp;quot;Soul Surgeon&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;blockquote style=&amp;quot;color:#555;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;     &#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Wierdest weapon I have seen.&amp;quot; - [[Remaris]]&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a telothian-banded shadowleaf bear with mischievous void-black maelstone eyes&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Designed with malicious intent, the heavy metal collar and matching cuffs adorning each paw are honed with a lethal edge.  The bear&#039;s significant weight suggests that it is no mere toy, and likely filled with more than just stuffing.  A subtle, almost intoxicatingly sweet scent lingers in the air surrounding the line of everdusk damite in its left foot.  Its cold, dark eyes seem to drink in ambient light like flowing pools of shadow.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A shadowleaf bear reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Death Bear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night diamond-dusted void-black throwing hammer with a fey-bone panther handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tiny flecks of silver lace the midnight purple dust that flows around the ominously dark metal.  Clutching the head of the hammer with paws on either side and a mischievous smirk on its face, the fey-bone panther incarnation watches over the twinkling silver speck like dreaming souls waiting in the Void.  The lithe body twists as if in mid-leap, adding a solid grip to the handle.  Extending into the pommel, the tail playfully curls around a damaryn pearl, weighting the hammer to throwing perfection.&lt;br /&gt;
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A void-black throwing hammer reads: &amp;quot;Guardian of the Void&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a loimic-twisted haralun sword with a spectrolite-flecked mistglass handle&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Metal the hue of a starless night twines with the opalescent indigo of the corrupted star-iron to shape the deceptively sharp blade.  The swirling pattern gives way to a ghostly mistglass handle that distorts the trapped gems, layers of spectral hues causing each gemstone to flicker in chromatic uniqueness.  Haunting wisps of loimic and mistglass flow together to encase a void-black panther in the pommel that completes the sword&#039;s triptych of souls between the Void.&lt;br /&gt;
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A haralun sword reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Daggers&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twilight-hued dreamweave sling with a dreamstone panther grip&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A mischievous smirk is carved across the feline&#039;s face as it holds the whorl-patterned fabric of the sling.  The playful tail of the pale stone panther curls around a damaryn pearl as if ready to load the projectile. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A dreamweave sling reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Catapult.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a night-black nightstick hilted with a dreamstone and loimic panther&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Metal the hue of a starless night creates a solid line of bludgeoning potential, seamlessly blending into the opalescent indigo-tinged panther handle.  Designed for comfort and solid grip when held, the avatar of Damaris hugs the wielder&#039;s hand, balancing the weapon with its tail sleepily curling around a luminous dreamstone swirled with veins of twilight hues.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A night-black nightstick reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Dream Bringer&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a twisted shadow-black whip with a loimic handle shrouded in wisps of mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Thickly lashed strands of smokewhorl shift through various shades of twilight-grey to void-black, the smoky grey lines of the leather and blending hues of darkness manifesting a lash like shadow incarnate.  The loimic&#039;s tinge of indigo opalescence adds a spectral appearance to the ethereal strands of mistglass as they spiral up from the base of the handle in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A twisted whip reads: &amp;quot;Shadow&#039;s Lash.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black scythe with a loimic snath shrouded in wisps of ghostly mistglass&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A smirk etched in its midnight purple features, a night diamond panther lurks on the tang of the menacing weapon, the feline&#039;s countless tiny specks of silver only visible in dim lighting.  In contrast, reminiscent of a starless night sky, the haralun blade bonds to a long shaft of dark metal.  The loimic&#039;s tinge of indigo opalescence adds a spectral appearance to the ethereal strands of mistglass as they spiral up from the base of the scythe in haunting wisps reminiscent of a soul decaying.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A void-black scythe reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Reaper&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Chips: a void-black spiral&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This appears to be ammunition for slings.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You are certain that it could do:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
no (0/28) puncture damage&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
very heavy (10/28) slice damage&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
moderate (7/28) impact damage&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
no (0/28) fire damage / no (0/28) cold damage / no (0/28) electric damage&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You are certain that the void-black spirals are quite fragile and easily damaged (3/18) and are in pristine condition.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#4B0082;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;a void-black scythe with a scalpel-sharp kertig blade&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kertig the hue of a starless night sky prominently features a fey-bone inlay of a prowling panther along the curved rib of the weapon.  The haft is marked with the image of a roaring Gor&#039;Tog Barbarian raising a forging hammer high above his head, the word &amp;quot;Usho&amp;quot; set into the handle with stylized flame lettering impressed into the material&#039;s surface.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A void-black scythe reads: &amp;quot;Damaris&#039; Scalpel&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:SothZyn4.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:SothZyn3.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:MontyZyn6.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:MontyZyn2.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:SothZynMonty4.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;float: left; margin-right:1em;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[[File:SothZynMonty3.png|500px]]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br style=&amp;quot;clear:both;&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Becoming a Cleric==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Amid the bustling streets, narrowly dodging caravans, a midnight black ball weaved through the glass strewn ground to the alley for safety. Crouched in the shadows, a tiny midnight black Prydaen licked the bruising on the back of her hand. As her breathing slowed, her tummy began to rumble again and a whisper of crying echoed against the walls.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The shadows enveloped the Prydaen as the rain began to fall on the bright street. A well loved stuffed animal found its way into the arms of the curled up fur. Deep, comforting purring replaced the soft tears in the alley lulling the little one to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Night fell on the street, the quiet settled in as the shadows came to life. Blinking the dreams away, the tiny one woke up surrounded by boots. A stern but hushed “Get up” came from the central pair of feet. Keeping the stuffie in hand, she sat up, rubbing her eyes. “Time for dinner.” the vague silhouette of a hand reached out to help her up. Standing up on her own, she nodded and stepped to follow the figure. A sly, approving smirk flickered in the moonlight as her shadows lead her to food and safety.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Over the years the tiny ball of fur grew up with the shadows of Crossing. She was slow to learn the sneaking ways of her friends so she played decoy and distraction for their survival. They would let her fiddle the disarmed boxes with them before dinner, laughing and drinking the nights away. Every bedtime she would fall asleep with her stuffie to the rumbling purrs from the alleyway. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The time came when she was deemed ready to bite the shipyard rats and earn her keep in pelts. She knew the adventurers who worked with the guilds excelled at making their way in the world so she asked for pamphlets from each of the guilds. Much as she loved her friends, she was not fit for the shadowy ways. Laying awake in bed, she gazed at her stuffie, wondering how she could do some good with her life.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The familiar purring started, but it did not bring her sleep. It faded into the distance like it was waiting for her. She slipped into her shoes, flicking her ears back listening for the way to go. She walked through the familiar streets as dawn began to break over the cleric guild. The purring stopped.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Slowly she crept through the entrance, the smell of coffee and pancakes coming from the door behind the giant chest. Clutching her stuffie, she stepped into Esuin’s office to listen to stories about clerics and Damaris. The registration book opened and she added her name. The shadows fell upon her in warm acknowledgement, a sly, approving smirk flickered in the candlelight.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Donations for Damaris ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Event Description ===&lt;br /&gt;
Want to actively participate in helping the clans? Join Zynell in one of her favorite activities: donating to Damaris! We will be offering stuffed animals and other toys for him to take to the children of the clans. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bring more than your thoughts and prayers. Bring your questionably acquired stuffed bears or town store toys for donation to providing comfort within the shadows for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Event Log ===&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Donations for Damaris|Donations for Damaris]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Cleric Hosted Immortal Events - Wild Magic Event==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Immortal Events|Immortal Events]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Damaris&#039; Dream Candle Ritual in Ratha==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Zynell/Logs/Damaris Temple Dreams|Dream Logs]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Scripts==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note: All scripts were written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Eluned + Tamsine===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;For around town or as a supplement in combat&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; if no dirt stacker, replace with a forage dirt and round time pause (highly recommend a dirt stacker) &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get chalice&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put push my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;DirtStacker&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put commu elu&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor You feel fully prepared to seek assistance from the Immortals once again.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put sprink chal on &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Self&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put commu tam&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put chalice in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChaliceContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Altar Devotionals===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Series of rituals to perform at an altar: kiss altar, pour wine, wave incense, play song, dance, clean altar, pray immortal, and meditate on prayer bead chains&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039;Zynell has a lighter and does not use some of the rituals like the generic prayer. Add and remove rituals as needed.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put kneel altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put kiss altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stand&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get red wine&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put pour wine on altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Lighter&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put point &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Lighter&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; at incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put wave incense at altar&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put snuff incense&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put play psalm wistful for &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Immortal&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put dance&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor You finish&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put clean altar with holy water&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor You finish your job&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put pray &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Immortal&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 10&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow left&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow right&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put kneel&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get chain from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChainContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put meditate my chain&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor  a shower of silver-grey luminance!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put chain in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ChainContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stand&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Beads from Scratch===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Start with empty hands and this will make a block and shape a bead from a foraged wood&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; This will not use a primer so make sure to have the required engineering for the [[Prayer Beads]] or add a section for the primer.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; To call this script, use the .scriptname ImmortalAnimalShape (Example: .bead panther)&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put forage stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Container&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put sprinkle my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; on my stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;HolyWaterContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Container&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put prep bless&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get carving knife from my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;CarvingKnifeContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put cast my stick&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 5&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put carve my stick with my knife&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
waitfor Roundtime:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
carve:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put carve my stick with my knife&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve With fluid strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve  You continue to whittle away&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match carve You grow more careful in your movements,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match success With a final deep cut the rest&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
success:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
echo You have a block&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my knife in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;CarvingKnifeContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get shaper&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
shape:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put shape my block to %1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape begin shaping your&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Trying your best,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape With heavy strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape You smile with satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape block taking shape in the form&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Pursing your lips in concentration, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape on bringing out the details in the&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape hand slips clumsily at a critical moment&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done block suddenly cracks and breaks into several chunks&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done Your spirit soars with pride&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Done:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put put my shaper in my &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ShaperContainer&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Turn All Blocks in a Container into Beads===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Written for StormFront&#039;s formatting.&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#606;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Variables to update are bold and purple.&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Bought a lot of blocks and want a lot of beads&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note:&#039;&#039;&#039; Start with shaper in preferably left hand&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Note 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; To call this script, use the .scriptname ImmortalAnimalShape BlockContainer (Example: .beads panther backpack)&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
block:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow %1 bead&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put get block from %2&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
shape:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
pause 1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put shape my block to %1&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape begin shaping your&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Trying your best,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape With heavy strokes, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape You smile with satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape block taking shape in the form&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape Pursing your lips in concentration, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape on bringing out the details in the&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match shape hand slips clumsily at a critical moment&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done block suddenly cracks and breaks into several chunks&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match Done You fumble around but can&#039;t seem to make that work&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
match block Your spirit soars with pride&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
matchwait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Done:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
put stow shaper&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{PCSkills&lt;br /&gt;
|Collapse=Yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Tamsine&amp;diff=692258</id>
		<title>Tamsine</title>
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		<updated>2026-06-20T05:00:23Z</updated>

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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;[[Kertigen]] • [[Hodierna]] • [[Meraud]] • [[Damaris]] • [[Everild]] • [[Truffenyi]] • [[Hav&#039;roth]] • [[Eluned]] • [[Glythtide]] • [[Tamsine]] • [[Faenella]] • [[Chadatru]] • [[Urrem&#039;tier]]&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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__NOEDITSECTION__&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:tamsine.jpg|left|200px|Tamsine]]All civilization falls under the patronage of &#039;&#039;&#039;Tamsine&#039;&#039;&#039;, Goddess of the Hearth and Home.  The town of [[Fostra&#039;s Haven]] in particular considers Tamsine to be their patron, but technically any organized settlement can call her their mother.  Tamsine&#039;s domestic skills -- cooking, weaving, brewing, and so on -- are unparalleled.  Her smile brings peace to households and soothes frazzled nerves.  Her blessing must be sought before construction on temples, public buildings, and houses can be begun.  Those who do not give the goddess her due will surely suffer for the oversight later by a visit from the vicious Harawep.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Commune Quest Description==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cat gazes sleepily at you, and then, amazingly, speaks!  &amp;quot;Greetings, [Cleric],&amp;quot;  she purrs.  &amp;quot;Welcome to the home of my mistress, Tamsine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The cat continues, &amp;quot;Tamsine, as you may know, is the sweet goddess of hearth and home.  She has three aspects -- Tamsine, her primary one, [[Albreda]], her bright one, and [[Harawep]], which is a face mortals rarely see, or wish to see.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Tamsine&#039;s symbol is the cat, Albreda&#039;s is the dove&#039;s, Harawep&#039;s the black widow spider.  Tamsine&#039;s favor is often called upon when blessings upon a house would be granted.  Albreda is the bearer of peace, her gentle ministrations bring treaties and help to watch over orphaned children.  Harawep seeks only to destroy, and those who do not offer things unto her will find the appeasement of her rage a hard thing to do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Symbols==&lt;br /&gt;
*Cat&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Aganylosh&#039;a]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Other Aspects==&lt;br /&gt;
Light - [[Albreda]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dark - [[Harawep]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Altar Locations==&lt;br /&gt;
*Eastern side of [[RanikMap1|The Crossing]], near Riverpine Circle housing developement. - Does not give favor orbs&lt;br /&gt;
*Crossing [[RanikMap2a|Temple Eyes of the 13]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Proper Offerings==&lt;br /&gt;
* items of the type: food or beverage&lt;br /&gt;
* items worn as a shirt&lt;br /&gt;
* anything with Tamsine or cat in the art/adj/noun&lt;br /&gt;
*Examples:&lt;br /&gt;
**[[bobcat]] pelts&lt;br /&gt;
**fish&lt;br /&gt;
**origami cats&lt;br /&gt;
**cat beads&lt;br /&gt;
**parchment cat primers&lt;br /&gt;
**Immortal Tamsine cards&lt;br /&gt;
**Cat-shaped candles (made with [[Candlemaking]])&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;PM [[Lyneya]], via the official discord. [https://discord.com/channels/619301383451181075/619330299817492499/1247297947113226352 link]&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Kaldaran Version==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The goddess of peace, family, and healing. Consort to [[Truffenyi]], it is she who enforces peace between the [[Kaldar]] and the [[Gorbesh]], and she who shelters warriors on the field of battle so that they may return to their spouses and children. Her &#039;&#039;&#039;symbol is a kite shield&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Artwork and Depictions==&lt;br /&gt;
As with all the [[Immortals]], various works of art to the goddess can be found throughout the realms.&lt;br /&gt;
===[[Tamsine&#039;s Rest]] Statue===&lt;br /&gt;
Found on the grounds of the abbey:&lt;br /&gt;
: The bronze statue depicts the goddess Tamsine, seated upon a low stool, at work on her spinning wheel.  At her feet, a cat pounces playfully upon a fallen ball of yarn.&lt;br /&gt;
:* &#039;&#039;&#039;note:&#039;&#039;&#039; This is a holy icon, but not aligned to badges.&lt;br /&gt;
===[[Ratha]] Cleric Guild Statue===&lt;br /&gt;
Found in the gazebo:&lt;br /&gt;
: The statue is of the goddess Tamsine taking a rest from her everyday chores.  She is still wearing her apron as she sits wearily upon the bench, a big smile on her upturned face as she seems to be taking in and enjoying the fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;
===[[Mer&#039;Kresh]] [[Lanternside Inn]] Portrait===&lt;br /&gt;
Found in the last room of the Upper Floor:&lt;br /&gt;
: The image of a plump and cheerful woman cradling a kitten in her arms as she rests in a plush chair gazes out from the portrait&#039;s canvas.&lt;br /&gt;
:* {{tt|read plaque}}: &#039;&#039;Tamsine protects the welcoming Inn, as she does the comfortable home.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Materials==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Tamsine&#039;s Blessing tuberose]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Tamsine&#039;s Cauldron rose]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Items==&lt;br /&gt;
{{SSearch|Tamsine}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{RefAl|a=-}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{cat|Immortals}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Drogor&amp;diff=692256</id>
		<title>Drogor</title>
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		<updated>2026-06-20T04:55:23Z</updated>

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__NOEDITSECTION__&lt;br /&gt;
God of the angry oceans, creator of hurricanes and tsunamis.  &#039;&#039;&#039;Drogor&#039;s&#039;&#039;&#039; anger is readily apparent as the sky turns grey and the children of the ocean scatter, and he often takes it out on hapless mortals who dare to set foot on his water.  Drogor is the drowner of children and the destroyer of knowledge; if he feels a [[:Category:Libraries|librarian]] has slighted him, he will ruin his or her books by seeing they are soaked with water or -- if a [[:Category:Waterways|large body of water]] is nearby -- set a tidal wave upon the establishment to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Symbol==&lt;br /&gt;
Shark&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Other Aspects==&lt;br /&gt;
Neutral - [[Eluned]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Light - [[Lemicus]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Altar Locations==&lt;br /&gt;
*In the Aesry Sea Caves... [[RanikMap98a|here]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*in the Ochre La&#039;heke [[RanikMap90a|hunting area]].&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*East side of [[RanikMap90|Ratha Tier 1]]&lt;br /&gt;
*Hara&#039;jaal [[RanikMap106|Near Town]].. the mud hovel.&lt;br /&gt;
*Crossing Temple, [[RanikMap2a|Eyes of the 13]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[RanikMap67d|Shard, Temple of Darkness]] - no favor orbs&lt;br /&gt;
*Outside the [[RanikMap31|East gate of Riverhaven]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Proper Offerings==&lt;br /&gt;
* items with the noun of tooth and also the adjective of: neeedlesharp, shark, shark&#039;s&lt;br /&gt;
* creature skins with the adjective of: crocodile, boa&lt;br /&gt;
* anything with Drogor or shark in the art/adj/noun&lt;br /&gt;
*Examples:&lt;br /&gt;
**shark teeth&lt;br /&gt;
**shark beads&lt;br /&gt;
**parchment shark primers&lt;br /&gt;
**Immortal Drogor cards&lt;br /&gt;
**[[spotted_shark|sharkskin hides]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;PM [[Lyneya]], via the official discord. [https://discord.com/channels/619301383451181075/619330299817492499/1247297885855547483 link]&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
*See the [[Sharktooth blossom]] for a myth of Drogor.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Artwork and Depictions==&lt;br /&gt;
As with all the [[Immortals]], various works of art to the god can be found throughout the realms.&lt;br /&gt;
===[[Mer&#039;Kresh]] Cleric Guild Tapestry===&lt;br /&gt;
Found in the Cleric Guild Meeting Room:&lt;br /&gt;
: Woven in dark blues and greys, the tapestry depicts an immense wave about to crash on a foundering ship.  A shark rides the crest of the wave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Materials==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Drogor&#039;s Wrath sapphire]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sharktooth blossom|Sharktooth Blossom]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Items==&lt;br /&gt;
{{SSearch|Drogor}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{RefAl|a=-}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Immortals]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Lemicus&amp;diff=692255</id>
		<title>Lemicus</title>
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		<updated>2026-06-20T04:54:29Z</updated>

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Goddess of the inland (fresh) waters, &#039;&#039;&#039;Lemicus&#039;&#039;&#039; is also the protector of lost sailors and the creator of the lodestone.  Lemicus is patron of [[:Category:Libraries|libraries]] and the life of the ocean.  She is an excellent dancer, and her laughter is what causes the winds to turn favorable for sea-bound [[:Category:Shops|merchants]].  Lemicus is often attended by several merfolk -- half fish, half human -- who spend hours combing her long hair and creating sea foam.  She is the patron of dancers, librarians, [[Elf|Elves]], and the wives of sailors.&lt;br /&gt;
{{RTOC}} &lt;br /&gt;
==Symbol==&lt;br /&gt;
Albatross&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Other Aspects==&lt;br /&gt;
Neutral - [[Eluned]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dark - [[Drogor]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Altar Locations==&lt;br /&gt;
*Crossing Temple, [[RanikMap2a|Eyes of the 13]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[RanikMap67d|Shard, Temple of Light]] - no favor orbs&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Proper Offerings==&lt;br /&gt;
* items with the noun of: claw, shell, kelpbell, kelpbells, feather, feathers&lt;br /&gt;
* anything with Lemicus or albatross in the art/adj/noun&lt;br /&gt;
*Examples:&lt;br /&gt;
**albatross beads&lt;br /&gt;
**parchment albatross primers&lt;br /&gt;
**Immortal Lemicus cards&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;PM [[Lyneya]], via the official discord. [https://discord.com/channels/619301383451181075/619330299817492499/1247297885855547483 link]&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
*See the [[Kelpbell]] flower for a myth of Lemicus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Artwork and Depictions==&lt;br /&gt;
As with all the [[Immortals]], various works of art to the god can be found throughout the realms.&lt;br /&gt;
===[[Ashala&#039;taman]] Statue===&lt;br /&gt;
Found in the floating tower during the periodic event:&lt;br /&gt;
: Fashioned from calcareous, cream-colored stone, the demure goddess poses with her body relaxed and hands cupped before her as if in offering.  A constant trickle of water slips between her graceful fingers and cascades musically into the pond below.&lt;br /&gt;
===[[Mer&#039;Kresh]] Cleric Guild Tapestry===&lt;br /&gt;
Found in the Cleric Guild Meeting Room:&lt;br /&gt;
: An albatross flies over the shoreline, quieting the waves.  The many Elves standing below raise their arms in supplication.&lt;br /&gt;
===Crossing [[Korhege Apartments]] shrine===&lt;br /&gt;
Found in the last room of the building:&lt;br /&gt;
: The shrine is made out of blue granite, sanded and polished to fine sheen.  Lemicus appears as a stern, but kindly woman.  Her merfolk are half-sized and wispy, smiling gently, but with wickedly sharp tridents.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Materials==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Kelpbell]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Items==&lt;br /&gt;
{{SSearch|Lemicus}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{RefAl|a=-}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Immortals]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Phelim&amp;diff=692253</id>
		<title>Phelim</title>
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		<updated>2026-06-20T04:51:31Z</updated>

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The god of sweet dreams, [[Moon Mage]]s worship &#039;&#039;&#039;Phelim&#039;&#039;&#039; and often beg&lt;br /&gt;
favors of him.  Phelim strew the [[:Category:Constellations|stars]] in the sky by gathering some of [[Tamsine]]&#039;s tears and setting them against the velvet black of the heavens, then bid [[Kertigen]] hammer for him four moons, which he then nestled along with the stars in the heavens, and set to turning.  When the fourth moon&lt;br /&gt;
hatched the [[World Dragon]], it was Phelim who ambushed the creature and --&lt;br /&gt;
while he did not destroy it -- set it to sleeping deep within the heart&lt;br /&gt;
of [[Elanthia]].  Phelim is the god of rightful vengeance; those who seek&lt;br /&gt;
retribution for a worthy reason may receive assistance from him.  Phelim is&lt;br /&gt;
also the god of honorable [[Thief|Thieves]] and assassins; if such a thing&lt;br /&gt;
exists.  He upholds his word above all other things; a promise from Phelim is&lt;br /&gt;
a promise unbroken.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Symbol ==&lt;br /&gt;
Nightingale&lt;br /&gt;
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== Other Aspects ==&lt;br /&gt;
Neutral - [[Damaris]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dark - [[Dergati]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== Altar Locations ==&lt;br /&gt;
*Crossing Temple, [[RanikMap2a|Eyes of the 13]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[RanikMap8|Shrine]] near the Crossing Observatory of the Southern Crossbow / Moon Mage guild&lt;br /&gt;
*Eastern portion of [[RanikMap91|Ratha Tier Three]]&lt;br /&gt;
*Shrine near the boulder on the [[RanikMap95|road to Pokekehekepi Beach]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[RanikMap90d|Taisgath Island]] in the northeast&lt;br /&gt;
*[[RanikMap110a|The Penal Colony]] of M&#039;riss&lt;br /&gt;
*[[RanikMap67d|Shard, Temple of Light]] - no favor orbs&lt;br /&gt;
*Inside the Church in [[RanikMap64c|Darkmist Moor]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== Proper Offerings ==&lt;br /&gt;
*items with the noun of: feather, feathers&lt;br /&gt;
*anything with Phelim or nightingale or chamomile in the art/adj/noun&lt;br /&gt;
**Examples:&lt;br /&gt;
**{{ilink|i|bag of chamomile}}&lt;br /&gt;
**{{ilink|i|Phelim shell}}s&lt;br /&gt;
**nightingale beads&lt;br /&gt;
**parchment nightingale primers&lt;br /&gt;
**{{ilink|i|Immortal Phelim card}}s&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;PM [[Lyneya]], via the official discord. [https://discord.com/channels/619301383451181075/619330299817492499/1247297809611362375 link]&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Artwork and Depictions ==&lt;br /&gt;
As with all the [[Immortals]], various works of art to the god can be found throughout the realms.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Phelim&#039;s Shrine, Crossing ===&lt;br /&gt;
This statue depicts the benevolent Phelim, god of dreams and creator of the night skies, with four nightingales sitting upon his shoulders.  A closer look at the birds reveals tiny, starry gems inset at intervals along the dusky feathers of their wings, while their cabochon eyes reflect the hues of moons.  At the statue&#039;s feet rests a bouquet of chamomile flowers rendered in life-like detail through use of cream, yellow and pale celadon jade.&lt;br /&gt;
===[[Taisgath]] Statue===&lt;br /&gt;
Found at the shrine on the island of Taisgath near [[Ratha]]:&lt;br /&gt;
: This image of Phelim, carved of jet black onyx, portrays him as a mage in a hooded robe, arms upraised in silent benediction.  Though the depths of the hood hide its features, there&#039;s an uneasy feeling that you are being watched.&lt;br /&gt;
:: A raised pedestal reads:&lt;br /&gt;
:: Protect us and guide us in our Dreams of Waking.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Materials==&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Starshine]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Velakan starsteel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Phelim&#039;s Bliss rose]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Items==&lt;br /&gt;
{{SSearch|Phelim+nightingale}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Immortals]]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>KATALYS</name></author>
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