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2026-01-07T21:07:38Z

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'''[The Crossing, Town Green Pond]'''

You stand on the bank of a tiny pond in the middle of the square. Cool water laps against the soft, velvety silt that covers the shore, and in the distance you can hear the bustle of the town. Sitting in the middle of the pond is a massive gelapod, looking content and not the least bit aggressive. You also see some wooden benches, a simple wooden picnic table covered in gingham with several things on it and a domesticated gelapod.

'''Also here''': Brandit.

'''Obvious paths''': out.

Amabalis followed.
----Brandit raises an eyebrow.

You say, "S'pose we missed 'em."

Brandit bows his head and chants a prayer.

Amabalis slowly empties her lungs.

Amabalis waves her hand distractedly.

You say to Brandit, "Lookin' for a dark lookin' fella..."

You say, "Yay tall."

You smile and stands on his tip-toes.

Amabalis says, "He didnt call off duty."

You flatly say, "He didn't."

Brandit says, "Hmm... can't say that I've seen anyone like that."

You fold your arms across your chest.

You sigh.

Amabalis says, "Maybe you can request help."

Brandit says, "But, then again, I just recently came back to the area."

Brandit asks, "Are you in need of some sort of help?"
----You concentrate on projecting your thoughts.

'''[General]''' You hear your mental voice echo, "Oh me, oh my... I have this terribly complicated deobar box that could use an expert locksmith..."
----Amabalis says, "We were looking for a friend of his."

You softly say, "Ours."

You give Amabalis a gentle poke in the ribs.

Amabalis says, "Thats to be determined."

Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples.

You chuckle.

You laughingly say, "Fair enough."

Amabalis says, "You play a great elf in distress."

You say in Ilithic, "I forget... it's always nice to speak our native tongue when in the presence of others like us."

You chuckle at Amabalis.

You ask in Ilithic, "You think so?"

Amabalis nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

You preen!

You playfully say in Ilithic, "I've been workin' on it lately."

Amabalis says, "I love it."

You chortle softly at some secret joke.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "So true."

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

You ponder.

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

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "I don't think we've met..."

You gaze thoughtfully at Brandit.

Amabalis grins at Brandit, her dimples flashing into view.

You confidently say to Brandit in Ilithic, "Zithri. Ranger Extraordinaire."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Brandit, of the Clerics Guild."

Brandit grins.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Im Ama."

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "Pleasure to meet ya, Brandit."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Not sure I quite rise to the Extraordinaire point just yet."

Brandit chuckles.

Amabalis looks over Brandit very closely.

You confidently say to Brandit in Ilithic, "In time, you'll get there."

You wink at Brandit.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "We will dare to dream."

Brandit smiles.

Amabalis says to Brandit in Ilithic, "Im gonna have to say you are."

You grin at Brandit.

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "She never lies."

Amabalis exclaims in Ilithic, "Never!"

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Where is the green."

Brandit ponders.
----'''[General]''' Your mind hears Darkewolff thinking, "I am not hard to find if you know where to look. The Green is an excellent place to find that which you seek."

'''[General]''' You hear your mental voice echo, "Blah. Everywhere is so Green during Spring."
----Brandit says in Ilithic, "I typically think of this area as the Green..."

You loudly say in Ilithic, "SAME."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Same."

You say in Ilithic, "He's playin' awfully coy."

You flatly say in Ilithic, "And we don't like it."

You fold your arms across your chest.

Amabalis pats you on the back.

You cautiously ask Brandit in Ilithic, "Can I ask?"

Brandit raises an eyebrow.

You ask Brandit in Ilithic, "Which Immortal do you pray to?"

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "I wanted to know too."

You matter-of-factly say in Ilithic, "I've never been much into the Gods and Goddesses."

Amabalis beams at you! What a warm feeling!

You stand near Amabalis.

Amabalis leans on you.

Amabalis asks you in Ilithic, "Who do you pray to?"

Brandit raises his voice in reverent praise, "Honor be to Asketi of the Northern Wind. Spare our fields, and our souls."

Brandit gets a chalice from inside his backpack.

Brandit goes out.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Ohhhh dark."

Brandit just arrived.

You shudder.

You say in Ilithic, "Dark-dark."

Brandit smiles.

Amabalis asks in Ilithic, "Like argueably the darkest am i right?"

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Apologies. You reminded me I was behind in my communion."

You smile.

You say to Amabalis in Ilithic, "Yeah. I think so. But again, I don't follow 'em much."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "I give reverence to the entirety."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Dont wanna make that god mad."

You shudder.

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "Sounds like A LOT of prayer."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Though, in my most recent seasons, I have been beseeching Asketi."

You give a slight nod.

Amabalis nods.

You dully say in Ilithic, "I cannae be bothered."

You quietly say in Ilithic, "Don't tell Damaris that."

You cough.

Amabalis grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

You say in Ilithic, "I whisper a few sweet nothin's to 'er on occasion."

Brandit nods.

You say in Ilithic, "When I feel Zehira feelin' all blood-lusty."

Amabalis asks in Ilithic, "Isnt damaris a boy?"

Brandit nods to Amabalis.

Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Ok."

You slowly say in Ilithic, "Oh. She/He never ever spoke back to me."

You worriedly ask in Ilithic, "Does that mean I'm shunned?"

You blink.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "I suppose, when one thinks of the Immortals, they may very well transcend our concepts of gender."

You ask Amabalis in Ilithic, "See?"

You stand near Brandit.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Im trying to impress a handsome priest so ive been studying."

Brandit looks at Amabalis and blushes.

You try not to grin at Amabalis.

Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples.

Brandit ponders.
----'''[General]''' Your mind hears Darkewolff thinking, "Locksmith Union locksmith off duty. Perhaps next time, friend."

'''[General]''' You hear your mental voice echo, "This deobar box ain't goin' anywhere. Next time, then!"
----Brandit says in Ilithic, "It would be an act of hubris for me to say I can tell the will of the gods, though silence from the Assassin God may well be a blessing."

Amabalis grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

Brandit ponders.

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "Ahh, that's good."

You shudder.

Amabalis says to Brandit in Ilithic, "Agreed."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Again, perhaps when I am 'Extraordinaire', I can speak with more authority."

Brandit grins.

You say in Ilithic, "Ya speakin' jus' fine."

You say in Ilithic, "Better than either of us."

You say in Ilithic, "Or me, at least."

You grin sheepishly.

Brandit chuckles.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "I speak terribly all the time."

You smirk.
----'''[General]''' Your mind hears Qij thinking, "You know, Zithri. I think we have a lot we can learn from you."

'''[General]''' You hear your mental voice echo, "Duh."

'''[General]''' Your mind hears Qij thinking, "And you just deliver a punchline like that. See?"

'''[General]''' You hear your mental voice echo, "I aim to please, my squat one."
----Amabalis says in Ilithic, "This is me attempting to look intellectual."

You chuckle.

You laughingly say in Ilithic, "She's humble too."

You give Amabalis a gentle poke in the ribs.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Though, if I may give some measure of explanation of my own focus, I do not beseech the darker aspects because I wish ill on the world. I believe that there must be balance, and that when these forces are not given due reverence, that is when they feel compelled to make their power known."

Amabalis leans on you.

You gaze thoughtfully at Brandit.

You slowly say in Ilithic, "Interestingly put."

Amabalis says to Brandit in Ilithic, "Well thank you for your service to our community."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Thanking the Black Unicorn for temperence, I hope, disinclines her from foregoing it."

You nod emphatically.

You say in Ilithic, "Makes sense."

You slowly say in Ilithic, "Though..."

You ponder.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "I have a question about clericing."

Brandit smiles at Amabalis.

Brandit exclaims in Ilithic, "So do I!"

Brandit chuckles.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Arent clerics supposed to be fundamentally against necromancy."

Brandit nods.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Thought so."

You say in Ilithic, "I am sensin' that a lot of folks use that reasonin' to accept the part Necromancers play in our soci--."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "I would say most well-minded folks are."

You say to Amabalis in Ilithic, "You're in me head today."

Amabalis nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Great minds."

Brandit ponders.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Again, I can only offer my own simple reasoning..."

You lean forward.

You quietly say in Ilithic, "I'm here for it."

Amabalis nods.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Me too."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "I do not think the truly abhorrent thing of necromancy is its affiliation with death. Death, after all, is a natural part of life."

You give a slight nod.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "And, just as the gods provide balance to one another, we need death for new life to occur."

Amabalis nods.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Without winter, we would never have spring, and so forth..."

Brandit ponders.

You carefully say in Ilithic, "Trackin' with this line of thought, for the most part."

You give a slight nod.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Me too."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "I would say, at least to my reasoning, the primary offense of Necromancy is the desire to violate that cycle, and starve the world of that balance, for personal gain."

You nod in agreement.

Amabalis points at Brandit.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "That part."

Amabalis nods.

You loudly say in Ilithic, "Yes, that part."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "If it were simply a preoccupation with death, honestly, they would not be that terribly different from my own season of contemplation."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "I find it interesting when i see clerics being so friendly with necromancers."

You nod to Amabalis.

You nod at Brandit, in complete agreement with his views.

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "Aye. I too have seen and exacted a fair amount of death of me own."

You say in Ilithic, "But, it's quite different from the Necromancer's flavor and approach..."

Amabalis nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Brandit asks in Ilithic, "I am surprised to hear of brethren associating with necromancers. Are you sure they knew?"

You make a grunting noise.

You flatly say in Ilithic, "You must be new to the province."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Oh some are very vocal about it through the gweth."

Brandit says in Ilithic, "I have limited personal experience with necromancers, at least to my knowledge, but my understanding is they can quite cunningly conceal their practices."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "It screams ignorance to me."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "No these necromancers are loud and proud."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "And these clerics defend these necromancers."

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "I've heard them to be a slippery beast as well... but, the ones I do know have somehow garnered the favor of quite a few citizens -- some of which who are priest and priestess."

Brandit exclaims in Ilithic, "Ah, I am not currently a gweth user. I have enough challenge keeping track of my own thoughts. The idea of additional sounds overwhelming!"

Amabalis nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Brandit chuckles.

You look at Brandit and sigh.

You matter-of-factly say in Ilithic, "Well, there are times when your 'simple' perspective and voice is needed in a larger conversation."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "I should get rid of my gweth."

You softly say in Ilithic, "We should work on gettin' ya a gweth."

You give Amabalis a gentle poke in the ribs.

You firmly say in Ilithic, "No."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Oh im too addicted i could never get rid of it."

You say in Ilithic, "We need more folks who can speak up against it... not less, or more apathy."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "I just should."

You try not to grin at Amabalis.

You chuckle.

You lean to your left.

Brandit asks in Ilithic, "What is the reasoning providing by these clergy who support necromancy?"

Amabalis sighs.

Amabalis asks in Ilithic, "What is there reasoning ?"

Amabalis ponders.

You blink.

You say in Ilithic, "I think if it made sense to me... I might've bothered rememberin' what they said."

You shrug.

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "I think they just wanna be against zithri most of the time."

You chortle softly at some secret joke.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "Surely, if they are offering that line of thought, they have prayed on the matter considerably."

You sigh.

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "Or, they've strayed."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "I dont think they think much."

Amabalis nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Brandit frowns.

You say to Brandit in Ilithic, "Not everyone is as devout as you seem to be."

You shrug.

Brandit says in Ilithic, "That is a troubling thought... hopefully this only a singular wayward spirit."

Amabalis says in Ilithic, "Unfortunately."

You distractedly say in Ilithic, "In any case..."

You smile.

Amabalis asks in Ilithic, "In any case a gweth?"

Bladesinger Styrgard just arrived.

Styrgard waves.

You say in Ilithic, "This was a good conversation. Eye-openin'."

You smile at Styrgard.

Brandit smiles.

You say to Styrgard, "Evenin."

Styrgard nods to you.

You stretch your arms. Feels great!

Styrgard says in a S'Kra accent, "Hello."

You distractedly say, "I should go stretch me legs. Get outta town before I start to itch."

You quietly say, "Ranger life and all that."

Amabalis is giggling at you.

Styrgard says in a S'Kra accent, "Good luck."

Amabalis says, "Me too."

Styrgard says in a S'Kra accent, "There dirt in the woods."

Amabalis says, "Except im not a ranger."

You smile at Amabalis.

Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples.

Brandit says, "Thank you for your conversation and insights. You have given me more to pray upon."

Brandit smiles.

You confidently say to Amabalis, "You'd make an excellent one."

Amabalis says, "And im going to the courtyard."

Amabalis beams at you! What a warm feeling!

You bow to Brandit.

Amabalis says, "Thank you."

Brandit bows to you.

Brandit bows to Amabalis.

You sheepishly say to Brandit, "Give Damaris my regards..."

You rub your neck.

You say to Brandit, "Tell HIM I'm sorry."

Brandit chuckles.

Amabalis giggles.

Amabalis gives you a gentle poke in the ribs.

You nervously say, "I always pictured supple breasts..."

Brandit says, "I'll be sure to bring it up at our next talk."

You groan.

You bop yourself over the head.

Brandit winks at you.

Amabalis says, "You always do."

You smirk.

You laugh at Amabalis!

Amabalis pats you on the back.

Amabalis laughs!

You say, "Until next time."

Amabalis waves.
----You stumble out, leading your group.

Zithri/Logs

2026-01-07T21:02:55Z

OHBEANS: Adding logs

==Anti-Necromancy==
#[[Zithri/Logs/AntiNecroGweth1|Gamgweth I]] - Gweth conversations on Necromancy
#[[Zithri/Logs/AntiNecro1|Conversation at the Green]] - Discussion on Clergy & Necromancy

== Drunken Diaries ==
#[[Zithri/Logs/DrunkenDiaries1|Drunken Diaries I]]

== Nemesis ==
#[[Qij I]]
__FORCETOC__

Qij I

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[General] Your mind hears Qij thinking, "I found a beautiful woman who offered me coin for a "Favor". Then her husband showed up and ruined it all. qij qij qij qij...."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Are you jus' talkin' about your mom and dad, Qij? If so, my office hours are from six to nine -- I can help you address some of that trauma."

[General] Your mind hears Aemaranth thinking, "A very nice drinking song Qij. Does it have a second verse?"

[General] Your mind hears Qij thinking, "You have to stop calling the latrine behind the bathhouse your "Office". It stinks almost as bad as your comedic timing."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Soooo, I'll see you at nine?"
----''You glance up at the sky.''

''Dark clouds of grey obscure most of the stars above''

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "The weather outside is downright frightful! So, if you happen to be in the need of a delectably Handsome Ranger that happens to know the best grove this side of the Segoltha -- sure to keep ya warm... send me a thought!"

[General] Your mind hears Myrable thinking, "ew"

[General] Your mind hears Aemaranth thinking, "I have to agree with Myrable."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "What? You lot don't like warmth?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "not from you"

[General] Your mind hears Myrable thinking, "it's abit too early in the day for that nonsense"

[General] Your mind hears Aemaranth thinking, "I get my warmth from two very beautiful women. Your offer is lacking anything worth while."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Oh, I never said it was me... but, strangely aroused that that's what your first thought was."

[General] Your mind hears Myrable thinking, "also ew"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "oh I think I just threw up in my mouth a little"

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Alas, my job here is done. Be well, loves."

[General] Your mind hears Elizzibiana thinking, "what is it with the wierd thoughts lately? Has something or someone added something to the water?"

[General] Your mind hears Anino thinking, "Zithri, your order of lice remover and anti-fungal cream has arrived at my shop, Anino's by Rainbow Retail, when you're ready to pick them up!"

[General] Your mind hears Anino thinking, "I left them outside in a pouch so you don't have the enter the store!"

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Oh great! Been waitin' to retrieve that for my dear friend Qij. Glad you have such fast access to these things."

Zithri/Logs

2025-12-16T20:13:47Z

OHBEANS: Adding Nemesis block

==Anti-Necromancy==
#[[Zithri/Logs/AntiNecroGweth1|Gamgweth I]] - Gweth conversations on Necromancy

== Drunken Diaries ==
#[[Zithri/Logs/DrunkenDiaries1|Drunken Diaries I]]

== Nemesis ==
#[[Qij I]]
__FORCETOC__

Qij I

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OHBEANS:

Qij I

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OHBEANS: Adding gweths

Zithri/Logs

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OHBEANS:

==Anti-Necromancy==
#[[Zithri/Logs/AntiNecroGweth1|Gamgweth I]] - Gweth conversations on Necromancy

== Drunken Diaries ==
#[[Zithri/Logs/DrunkenDiaries1|Drunken Diaries I]]
__FORCETOC__

Zithri/Logs

2025-04-06T04:11:46Z

OHBEANS:

==Anti-Necromancy==
#[[Zithri/Logs/AntiNecroGweth1|Gamgweth I]] - Gweth conversations on Necromancy

== Drunken Diaries ==
#[[Zithri/Logs/DrunkenDiaries1|Drunken Diaries I]]

Zithri/Logs/DrunkenDiaries1

2025-04-06T04:10:08Z

OHBEANS: Created page with "Anuril takes a sip of his tea. Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples. You hopefully ask Anuril, "Want somethin' stronger than that tea?" Anuril ponders. Anuril asks, "What have you got?" You grin slowly. You get a shot of Tog whiskey from inside your barkeep's apron. Anuril raises an eyebrow. You playfully say, "Start ya off slowly.." You offer your Tog whiskey to Anuril, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer. Anu..."

Anuril takes a sip of his tea.

Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples.

You hopefully ask Anuril, "Want somethin' stronger than that tea?"

Anuril ponders.

Anuril asks, "What have you got?"

You grin slowly.

You get a shot of Tog whiskey from inside your barkeep's apron.

Anuril raises an eyebrow.

You playfully say, "Start ya off slowly.."

You offer your Tog whiskey to Anuril, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

Anuril has accepted your offer and is now holding a shot of Tog whiskey.

Anuril sniffs at a shot of Tog whiskey.

You quietly say to Anuril, "It won't kill ya."

Anuril makes a grunting noise.

Garvamres takes a sip of his windhaze.

Anuril chews on the rim of the shot glass holding his Tog whiskey, looking rather anxious.

Anuril casually observes the area.

Amabalis giggles.

You nod emphatically.

You firmly say, "Down the chute."

Amabalis rubs her hands together.

Anuril holds a shot of Tog whiskey high into the air for all to see.

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

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

Anuril winces.

You grin at Garvamres.

You grin at Anuril.

Anuril takes a sip of his tea.

Anuril quietly says, "Maybe IN the tea..."

Amabalis nods.

Garvamres chuckles.

You sigh dramatically.

Amabalis says, "Couldnt hurt the tea."

You slowly ask Garvamres, "How ya do that?"

You blink.

Garvamres grins at you.

You quickly say, "Not that I should..."

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

You say to Garvamres, "I'd likely die from poisonin' if I had that ability."

Amabalis laughs!

Garvamres says in a Zoluren accent, "Glythtide's Gift spell."

Garvamres nods.

You slowly say, "Ahhh..."

You glance at Amabalis, a female Elf.

Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples.

You scoot over near Amabalis.

Amabalis takes a seat near you.

You sadly say to Amabalis, "Why don't you ever..."

Anuril takes a sip of his tea.

Amabalis cocks her head at you.

You curiously ask Amabalis, "Isn't that a Bard spell?"

Anuril drops his mug in a marble statue of an elegant Elven woman carrying a shallow basin in her arms.

You say, "Or..."

You glance at Garvamres, a male Elothean.

You slowly say to yourself, "Wait..."

Garvamres says in a Zoluren accent, "Cleric spell."

Amabalis says, "No its a cleric thing."

You say, "Ahh..."

You sadly say, "I don't know much about Holy OR Elemental magic."

You bop yourself over the head.

You matter-of-factly say to Garvamres, "Well! You're in luck... I'm lookin' for a new Cleric friend."

Garvamres chuckles.

Amabalis laughs!

Garvamres offers you some Reshalia stout. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

You grin drunkenly.

You accept Garvamres's offer and are now holding some Reshalia stout.

You happily say, "Cheers, mate."

You take a sip of the stout. Smooth and pleasant ... warms your throat!

You hum happily to yourself.

Amabalis nods.

You grin drunkenly.

Gabigale just arrived.

You see Gabigale, an Elven Commoner.

You break out in a silly grin.

You say to Gabigale, "Good afternoon, miss..."

You hiccup.

Gabigale says, "Hello."

You hiccup.

Gabigale glances at you.

You carefully say to Gabigale, "Don't believe I've seen you 'round these parts before..."

Necho nods to Amabalis.

You slowly ask, "New to The Crossin'?"

You gaze thoughtfully at Gabigale.

Gabigale says, "Yes, somewhat.."

Anuril asks you, "What else have you got?"

You gawk at Anuril.

Anuril appears to be trying hard not to grin.

You laughingly exclaim to Anuril, "You're interested in more?!"

Gabigale says, "I was here a long time ago when I was just a young elfling."

You distractedly say to Gabigale, "Oh, I see..."

You smile.

Gabigale says, "But have recently returned now that I'm grown."

Anuril says to you, "Well, I figured you were trying to scare me off with that burning stuff."

You softly say to Gabigale, "And you -have- grown..."

You hiccup.

Amabalis appears to be trying hard not to grin.

You distractedly say to Anuril, "Let me see what I've got..."

You playfully ask, "Take it up a notch, no?"

You glance at Anuril, a male Elf.

Amabalis grins at Necho, her dimples flashing into view.

You rummage through a black barkeep's apron stitched with boozy iconography

Anuril ponders.

You get a bottle of Asketi's ride from inside your barkeep's apron.

Anuril reluctantly says, "I suppose.."

Anuril has accepted your offer and is now holding a bottle of Asketi's ride.

You confidently say to Anuril, "You'll be fine."

You wink at Anuril.

Anuril squints.

Anuril sniffs at a bottle of Asketi's ride.

You hopefully ask Gabigale, "As for you... I imagine you're findin' your way 'round alright?"

You hiccup.

You softly say, "Not in need of a..."

You carefully ask, "Guide?"

You hiccup.

Anuril observes Gabigale with fascination.

You take a sip of the stout.

Amabalis sighs and drops her face into her hands in defeat.

Gabigale says, "I find my way around town decently enough, and usually don't wander too far."

You give a slight nod.

Anuril pats you on the back.

You sadly say, "I see."

Gabigale says, "There's dangerous stuff out there ya know."

Anuril takes a drink of his Asketi's ride. He shivers uncontrollably, and his lips start turning an odd shade of blue.

You say to Gabigale, "Horribly dangerous."

Anuril stumbles, just a little.

You grin at Anuril.

Anuril quickly dives to one side, conking his head in the process.

You proudly say to Anuril, "You're stayin' upright... I'm impressed."

You slowly say, "Well.."

Anuril covers his head with his hands, seeming frightened of something.

Anuril snorts, loudly.

You tilt your head down.

Anuril dryly says, "It was short lived."

You try not to grin at Anuril.

You hiccup.

Anuril looks around, seeming quite relieved.

Gabigale says, "And I'm not special like most the folks around here. Don't know how to do magicks or roar like a beast or what not."

Anuril sits up.

Anuril leans against a carved cedar bench.

You hum to yourself.

You slowly say to Gabigale, "Well, I dunno 'bout that..."

Gabigale says, "I'm just an ordinary villager."

You gaze thoughtfully at Gabigale.

You dryly say, "'Ordinary' is someone like Anino."

You say to Gabigale, "You're not that."

You wave your hand distractedly.

You take a sip of the stout. Smooth and pleasant ... warms your throat!

You distractedly say, "In any case..."

You take in a great breath of air.

You lean forward.

You stand back up.

You pat Garvamres on the back.

You feel a bit weak in the knees and find yourself wobbling.

You hiccup.

You drunkenly say to Garvamres, "The stout is good."

You hiccup.

You weakly say, "Too good."

You guzzle down the stout.

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

You hiccup.

You drunkenly say, "I should shuffle off before I embarrass myself.."

You rub your neck.

You hopefully say to Gabigale, "Maybe I'll catch ya 'round more often."

You drunkenly say to Anuril, "And you... you be well."

You hiccup.

Gabigale says, "I'm sure I'll see you around."

Anuril nods to you.

You grin drunkenly at Gabigale.

Anuril says to you, "Thank you for the drinks."

You drunkenly say to Anuril, "Truly... it is my pleasure."

You wave.

You feel a bit weak in the knees and find yourself wobbling.

Garvamres waves.

You stumble out.

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[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I need to speak to a holy type person. Where is my favorite holy person"

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "Now that's a loaded question indeed."

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "Holy takes many forms. What are you trying to defile now, deadly one?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "oh moonmage. I just need to speak to one of them that knows about those things up in the sky. I am deciding what I want to do about it."

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "My own blasphemous proclivities are perhaps well-documented. But for what it's worth, it appears to me now that the gods are desperate. Wise to seek out those with a better connection to them. "

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "what about those that have no connection to them. My connection goes, the other way"

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "What's the worst that can happen? Fire and pain?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Nothing wrong with a little fire and pain"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Yes but if I understand some reading I did recently, can't these herald things just swat them down"

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Hmph! With all this recent readin', which honestly I'm quite surprised by, my hope is that you stumbled 'cross some pages that speak to the error of your ways. It's due time ya replaced all the dealin' in death with more of the devout."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Are you, I know you just did not [assume] that I am uneducated, you slimey little thief."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Did not assume... jus' deduced. Subtle difference."

[General] Your mind hears Ezathiel thinking, "Everyone say good bye to Zithri"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Well then, I imagine in a little while, people will be able to actually assume why you are dead."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I've favor with the gods... some can nae say the same. If my body were to fall this morn, my soul is in good hands."

[General] Your mind hears Ezathiel thinking, "I am just a bystander in this but I think those can run out after a while"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Oh they can. "

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "He is a persistant one, isnt he?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "he is, he really is"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I dislike a lot of people ok almost everyone. Ok everyone but a couple, but he takes it "

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "he's always rambling on about things he has no idea about."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I have heard him doing such. Then he doesn't know when to stop."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Tell me, what is it that you think me so 'unaware' about, Sofina? Necromancy? Killin' without reason? Arcane magic and sorcery? A snowbeast's dental hygiene? If that be it -- you are undoubtedly correct."

'''A few hours later...'''

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Let's speak more with our mouths... less with glass constructs, hm?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "what are you babbling about now"

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "Who gave this guy a gweth?"

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Your plaything, Sofina, felt it necessary to come to your rescue."

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "Sounds like Zithri wants more glass contructs"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "excuse me. First off, I don't have any playthings, and second off I do not need anyone to rescue me. Now if I were you, I would watch what I say, and think from now on."

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "my rescue? Not at all, was just curious to see how they perform. And it surely wasnt worth it, you lived."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "The nature of gweths... is that I -am- thinkin'."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "No what he needs is to be drawn and quartered"

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "I also like that option"

[General] Your mind hears Rhorgul thinking, "Fun fact. Gweths don't fit on lumpy and misshapen heads."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "well he isn't going to be thinking now"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Uh oh, did someone have his gweth smashed?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "seeing as how he's hiding and I can't slice him up, I didn't want to hear his thoughts either"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Its a shame I have to suffer all this outrage from the locals and he didnt even die."

[General] Your mind hears Golameth thinking, "we suffer both of you so fair is fair"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "All I did was ask for a holy person's assistance and he started [General] Your mind hears Golameth thinking, "that doesn't make you any less nsufferable"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Its a suffering you'll have to endure for many many more years. Havent you heard? We dont stay dead."

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==Anti-Necromancy==
#[[Zithri/Logs/AntiNecroGweth1|Gamgweth I]] - Gweth conversations on Necromancy

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[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I need to speak to a holy type person. Where is my favorite holy person"

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "Now that's a loaded question indeed."

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "Holy takes many forms. What are you trying to defile now, deadly one?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "oh moonmage. I just need to speak to one of them that knows about those things up in the sky. I am deciding what I want to do about it."

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "My own blasphemous proclivities are perhaps well-documented. But for what it's worth, it appears to me now that the gods are desperate. Wise to seek out those with a better connection to them. "

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "what about those that have no connection to them. My connection goes, the other way"

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "What's the worst that can happen? Fire and pain?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Nothing wrong with a little fire and pain"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Yes but if I understand some reading I did recently, can't these herald things just swat them down"

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Hmph! With all this recent readin', which honestly I'm quite surprised by, my hope is that you stumbled 'cross some pages that speak to the error of your ways. It's due time ya replaced all the dealin' in death with more of the devout."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Are you, I know you just did not [assume] that I am uneducated, you slimey little thief."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Did not assume... jus' deduced. Subtle difference."

[General] Your mind hears Ezathiel thinking, "Everyone say good bye to Zithri"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Well then, I imagine in a little while, people will be able to actually assume why you are dead."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I've favor with the gods... some can nae say the same. If my body were to fall this morn, my soul is in good hands."

[General] Your mind hears Ezathiel thinking, "I am just a bystander in this but I think those can run out after a while"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Oh they can. "

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "He is a persistant one, isnt he?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "he is, he really is"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I dislike a lot of people ok almost everyone. Ok everyone but a couple, but he takes it "

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "he's always rambling on about things he has no idea about."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I have heard him doing such. Then he doesn't know when to stop."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Tell me, what is it that you think me so 'unaware' about, Sofina? Necromancy? Killin' without reason? Arcane magic and sorcery? A snowbeast's dental hygiene? If that be it -- you are undoubtedly correct."

'''A few hours later...'''

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Let's speak more with our mouths... less with glass constructs, hm?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "what are you babbling about now"

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "Who gave this guy a gweth?"

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Your plaything, Sofina, felt it necessary to come to your rescue."

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "Sounds like Zithri wants more glass contructs"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "excuse me. First off, I don't have any playthings, and second off I do not need anyone to rescue me. Now if I were you, I would watch what I say, and think from now on."

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "my rescue? Not at all, was just curious to see how they perform. And it surely wasnt worth it, you lived."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "The nature of gweths... is that I -am- thinkin'."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "No what he needs is to be drawn and quartered"

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "I also like that option"

[General] Your mind hears Rhorgul thinking, "Fun fact. Gweths don't fit on lumpy and misshapen heads."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "well he isn't going to be thinking now"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Uh oh, did someone have his gweth smashed?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "seeing as how he's hiding and I can't slice him up, I didn't want to hear his thoughts either"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Its a shame I have to suffer all this outrage from the locals and he didnt even die."

[General] Your mind hears Golameth thinking, "we suffer both of you so fair is fair"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "All I did was ask for a holy person's assistance and he started [General] Your mind hears Golameth thinking, "that doesn't make you any less nsufferable"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Its a suffering you'll have to endure for many many more years. Havent you heard? We dont stay dead."

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#[[Tirost/Logs/AntiNecroGweth1|Gamgweth I]] - Gweth conversations on Necromancy

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Zithri Gazen'Molujan of Elanthia, an Elf. 
You have an oval face, pointed ears, sparkling ale-brown eyes and a small nose. Your golden brown hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn in a simple, pulled-back style held in place by a strand of polished fire opal beads. You have tanned skin and a lean build. 
You are slightly under average height for an Elf. 
You appear to be young. 
You are wearing a black barkeep's apron stitched with boozy iconography, a black leather bullwhip, some loose firestorm samite pants, a thin black wicker basket with leather straps and some cuffed forester's boots. 

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== Anti-Necromancy: ==

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I need to speak to a holy type person. Where is my favorite holy person"

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "Now that's a loaded question indeed."

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "Holy takes many forms. What are you trying to defile now, deadly one?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "oh moonmage. I just need to speak to one of them that knows about those things up in the sky. I am deciding what I want to do about it."

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "My own blasphemous proclivities are perhaps well-documented. But for what it's worth, it appears to me now that the gods are desperate. Wise to seek out those with a better connection to them. "

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "what about those that have no connection to them. My connection goes, the other way"

[General] Your mind hears Traim thinking, "What's the worst that can happen? Fire and pain?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Nothing wrong with a little fire and pain"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Yes but if I understand some reading I did recently, can't these herald things just swat them down"

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Hmph! With all this recent readin', which honestly I'm quite surprised by, my hope is that you stumbled 'cross some pages that speak to the error of your ways. It's due time ya replaced all the dealin' in death with more of the devout."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Are you, I know you just did not [assume] that I am uneducated, you slimey little thief."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Did not assume... jus' deduced. Subtle difference."

[General] Your mind hears Ezathiel thinking, "Everyone say good bye to Zithri"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Well then, I imagine in a little while, people will be able to actually assume why you are dead."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "I've favor with the gods... some can nae say the same. If my body were to fall this morn, my soul is in good hands."

[General] Your mind hears Ezathiel thinking, "I am just a bystander in this but I think those can run out after a while"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "Oh they can. "

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "He is a persistant one, isnt he?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "he is, he really is"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I dislike a lot of people ok almost everyone. Ok everyone but a couple, but he takes it "

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "he's always rambling on about things he has no idea about."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "I have heard him doing such. Then he doesn't know when to stop."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Tell me, what is it that you think me so 'unaware' about, Sofina? Necromancy? Killin' without reason? Arcane magic and sorcery? A snowbeast's dental hygiene? If that be it -- you are undoubtedly correct."

'''A few hours later...'''

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Let's speak more with our mouths... less with glass constructs, hm?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "what are you babbling about now"

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "Who gave this guy a gweth?"

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "Your plaything, Sofina, felt it necessary to come to your rescue."

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "Sounds like Zithri wants more glass contructs"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "excuse me. First off, I don't have any playthings, and second off I do not need anyone to rescue me. Now if I were you, I would watch what I say, and think from now on."

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "my rescue? Not at all, was just curious to see how they perform. And it surely wasnt worth it, you lived."

[General] You hear your mental voice echo, "The nature of gweths... is that I -am- thinkin'."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "No what he needs is to be drawn and quartered"

[General] Your mind hears Blackspine thinking, "I also like that option"

[General] Your mind hears Rhorgul thinking, "Fun fact. Gweths don't fit on lumpy and misshapen heads."

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "well he isn't going to be thinking now"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Uh oh, did someone have his gweth smashed?"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "seeing as how he's hiding and I can't slice him up, I didn't want to hear his thoughts either"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Its a shame I have to suffer all this outrage from the locals and he didnt even die."

[General] Your mind hears Golameth thinking, "we suffer both of you so fair is fair"

[General] Your mind hears Zehira thinking, "All I did was ask for a holy person's assistance and he started [General] Your mind hears Golameth thinking, "that doesn't make you any less nsufferable"

[General] Your mind hears Sofina thinking, "Its a suffering you'll have to endure for many many more years. Havent you heard? We dont stay dead."

== Drunken Diaries: ==
Anuril takes a sip of his tea.

Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples.

You hopefully ask Anuril, "Want somethin' stronger than that tea?"

Anuril ponders.

Anuril asks, "What have you got?"

You grin slowly.

You get a shot of Tog whiskey from inside your barkeep's apron.

Anuril raises an eyebrow.

You playfully say, "Start ya off slowly.."

You offer your Tog whiskey to Anuril, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

Anuril has accepted your offer and is now holding a shot of Tog whiskey.

Anuril sniffs at a shot of Tog whiskey.

You quietly say to Anuril, "It won't kill ya."

Anuril makes a grunting noise.

Garvamres takes a sip of his windhaze.

Anuril chews on the rim of the shot glass holding his Tog whiskey, looking rather anxious.

Anuril casually observes the area.

Amabalis giggles.

You nod emphatically.

You firmly say, "Down the chute."

Amabalis rubs her hands together.

Anuril holds a shot of Tog whiskey high into the air for all to see.

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

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

Anuril winces.

You grin at Garvamres.

You grin at Anuril.

Anuril takes a sip of his tea.

Anuril quietly says, "Maybe IN the tea..."

Amabalis nods.

Garvamres chuckles.

You sigh dramatically.

Amabalis says, "Couldnt hurt the tea."

You slowly ask Garvamres, "How ya do that?"

You blink.

Garvamres grins at you.

You quickly say, "Not that I should..."

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

You say to Garvamres, "I'd likely die from poisonin' if I had that ability."

Amabalis laughs!

Garvamres says in a Zoluren accent, "Glythtide's Gift spell."

Garvamres nods.

You slowly say, "Ahhh..."

You glance at Amabalis, a female Elf.

Amabalis grins, revealing her dimples.

You scoot over near Amabalis.

Amabalis takes a seat near you.

You sadly say to Amabalis, "Why don't you ever..."

Anuril takes a sip of his tea.

Amabalis cocks her head at you.

You curiously ask Amabalis, "Isn't that a Bard spell?"

Anuril drops his mug in a marble statue of an elegant Elven woman carrying a shallow basin in her arms.

You say, "Or..."

You glance at Garvamres, a male Elothean.

You slowly say to yourself, "Wait..."

Garvamres says in a Zoluren accent, "Cleric spell."

Amabalis says, "No its a cleric thing."

You say, "Ahh..."

You sadly say, "I don't know much about Holy OR Elemental magic."

You bop yourself over the head.

You matter-of-factly say to Garvamres, "Well! You're in luck... I'm lookin' for a new Cleric friend."

Garvamres chuckles.

Amabalis laughs!

Garvamres offers you some Reshalia stout. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

You grin drunkenly.

You accept Garvamres's offer and are now holding some Reshalia stout.

You happily say, "Cheers, mate."

You take a sip of the stout. Smooth and pleasant ... warms your throat!

You hum happily to yourself.

Amabalis nods.

You grin drunkenly.

Gabigale just arrived.

You see Gabigale, an Elven Commoner.

You break out in a silly grin.

You say to Gabigale, "Good afternoon, miss..."

You hiccup.

Gabigale says, "Hello."

You hiccup.

Gabigale glances at you.

You carefully say to Gabigale, "Don't believe I've seen you 'round these parts before..."

Necho nods to Amabalis.

You slowly ask, "New to The Crossin'?"

You gaze thoughtfully at Gabigale.

Gabigale says, "Yes, somewhat.."

Anuril asks you, "What else have you got?"

You gawk at Anuril.

Anuril appears to be trying hard not to grin.

You laughingly exclaim to Anuril, "You're interested in more?!"

Gabigale says, "I was here a long time ago when I was just a young elfling."

You distractedly say to Gabigale, "Oh, I see..."

You smile.

Gabigale says, "But have recently returned now that I'm grown."

Anuril says to you, "Well, I figured you were trying to scare me off with that burning stuff."

You softly say to Gabigale, "And you -have- grown..."

You hiccup.

Amabalis appears to be trying hard not to grin.

You distractedly say to Anuril, "Let me see what I've got..."

You playfully ask, "Take it up a notch, no?"

You glance at Anuril, a male Elf.

Amabalis grins at Necho, her dimples flashing into view.

You rummage through a black barkeep's apron stitched with boozy iconography

Anuril ponders.

You get a bottle of Asketi's ride from inside your barkeep's apron.

Anuril reluctantly says, "I suppose.."

Anuril has accepted your offer and is now holding a bottle of Asketi's ride.

You confidently say to Anuril, "You'll be fine."

You wink at Anuril.

Anuril squints.

Anuril sniffs at a bottle of Asketi's ride.

You hopefully ask Gabigale, "As for you... I imagine you're findin' your way 'round alright?"

You hiccup.

You softly say, "Not in need of a..."

You carefully ask, "Guide?"

You hiccup.

Anuril observes Gabigale with fascination.

You take a sip of the stout.

Amabalis sighs and drops her face into her hands in defeat.

Gabigale says, "I find my way around town decently enough, and usually don't wander too far."

You give a slight nod.

Anuril pats you on the back.

You sadly say, "I see."

Gabigale says, "There's dangerous stuff out there ya know."

Anuril takes a drink of his Asketi's ride. He shivers uncontrollably, and his lips start turning an odd shade of blue.

You say to Gabigale, "Horribly dangerous."

Anuril stumbles, just a little.

You grin at Anuril.

Anuril quickly dives to one side, conking his head in the process.

You proudly say to Anuril, "You're stayin' upright... I'm impressed."

You slowly say, "Well.."

Anuril covers his head with his hands, seeming frightened of something.

Anuril snorts, loudly.

You tilt your head down.

Anuril dryly says, "It was short lived."

You try not to grin at Anuril.

You hiccup.

Anuril looks around, seeming quite relieved.

Gabigale says, "And I'm not special like most the folks around here. Don't know how to do magicks or roar like a beast or what not."

Anuril sits up.

Anuril leans against a carved cedar bench.

You hum to yourself.

You slowly say to Gabigale, "Well, I dunno 'bout that..."

Gabigale says, "I'm just an ordinary villager."

You gaze thoughtfully at Gabigale.

You dryly say, "'Ordinary' is someone like Anino."

You say to Gabigale, "You're not that."

You wave your hand distractedly.

You take a sip of the stout. Smooth and pleasant ... warms your throat!

You distractedly say, "In any case..."

You take in a great breath of air.

You lean forward.

You stand back up.

You pat Garvamres on the back.

You feel a bit weak in the knees and find yourself wobbling.

You hiccup.

You drunkenly say to Garvamres, "The stout is good."

You hiccup.

You weakly say, "Too good."

You guzzle down the stout.

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

You hiccup.

You drunkenly say, "I should shuffle off before I embarrass myself.."

You rub your neck.

You hopefully say to Gabigale, "Maybe I'll catch ya 'round more often."

You drunkenly say to Anuril, "And you... you be well."

You hiccup.

Gabigale says, "I'm sure I'll see you around."

Anuril nods to you.

You grin drunkenly at Gabigale.

Anuril says to you, "Thank you for the drinks."

You drunkenly say to Anuril, "Truly... it is my pleasure."

You wave.

You feel a bit weak in the knees and find yourself wobbling.

Garvamres waves.

You stumble out.

Zithri

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Zithri

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Zithri

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{{PC
|name=Zithri
|status=a
|race=Elf
|gender=Male
|guild=Ranger*
|instance=Prime
|toc=n
|Image File=[[File:Zithri.jpeg|300px]]
}}
==Description:==
Zithri Gazen'Molujan of Elanthia, an Elf. 
You have an oval face, pointed ears, sparkling ale-brown eyes and a small nose. Your golden brown hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn in a simple, pulled-back style held in place by a strand of polished fire opal beads. You have tanned skin and a lean build. 
You are slightly under average height for an Elf. 
You appear to be young. 
You are wearing a black barkeep's apron stitched with boozy iconography, a black leather bullwhip, some loose firestorm samite pants, a thin black wicker basket with leather straps and some cuffed forester's boots. 

==Family History:==
https://elanthipedia.play.net/Contraire_family
{{PCSkills
|Collapse=Yes
}}

Zithri

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OHBEANS: Created page with "{{PC |name=Zithri |status=a |race=Elf |gender=Male |guild=Ranger |instance=Prime |toc=n |Image File=300px }} ==Description:== Zithri Gazen'Molujan of Elanthia, an Elf. You have an oval face, pointed ears, sparkling ale-brown eyes and a small nose. Your golden brown hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn in a simple, pulled-back style held in place by a strand of polished fire opal beads. You have tanned skin and a lean build.<br..."

File:Zithri.jpeg

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OHBEANS: Zithri, the Handsome Ranger

== Summary ==
Zithri, the Handsome Ranger