Smozhstalker - Revision history

Maintenance script: /* Home */ updated my furniture

2012-10-25T16:11:25Z

Home: updated my furniture

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	Fire: a sooty brass brazier.<BR>		Fire: a sooty brass brazier.<BR>
	General Storage: a sturdy metal chest with dripping rust-colored stains down the sides.<BR>		General Storage: a sturdy metal chest with dripping rust-colored stains down the sides.<BR>
			Attached: an inquisitor's cassock marred by great sunbursts of soot on the red silk.<BR>
	Wall: a rough-hewn oak wall.<BR>
	~~Misc Furniture #1~~: a ~~sturdy~~ ~~oak~~ ~~table~~.<BR>		Attached: an armored candy Paladin.<BR>
			Wall: a yellowed wall covered in dried blood spatters.<BR>
			Attached: a portrait of a bewildered-looking Kaldar maiden cringing.<BR>
		⚫	Chair: an unfinished home-made oak chair..<BR>
			Misc Furniture #1: a homemade shrine crowded with tiny religious figurines.<BR>
	Attached: a well-modeled depiction of Theren Keep with one broken tower.<BR>		Attached: a well-modeled depiction of Theren Keep with one broken tower.<BR>
			Attached: a sleek white gold mongoose.<BR>
	Door: a door.<BR>		Door: a door.<BR>
	Window: a simple double-paned window with a black square frame.<BR>		Window: a simple double-paned window with a black square frame.<BR>
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	Attached: some plate greaves.<BR>		Attached: some plate greaves.<BR>
	Misc Furniture #2: a pile of brown sand.<BR>		Misc Furniture #2: a pile of brown sand.<BR>
⚫	Chair: an unfinished home-made oak chair.<BR>
	Scent: Metal polish.		Scent: Metal polish.

Maintenance script: /* Description */ updated wardrobe

2012-10-25T16:01:09Z

Description: updated wardrobe

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	==Description==		==Description==
	You were born on the 1st day of the 4th month of Shorka the Cobra in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare, 300 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer.<BR>		You were born on the 1st day of the 4th month of Shorka the Cobra in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare, 300 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer.<BR>
		⚫	You are Authoritarian Smozhstalker Dipsh, Crusader of Therengia, a S'Kra Mur.
		⚫	You have a flat-featured face with a flexible ridged crest which follows the shape of your skull with frown lines around his mouth, slitted twitching eyes, one grey and one milky blue and a flat snout, mottled scales with a pale silver underbelly, a kinked tail and a wiry build.
		⚫	You are tall for a S'Kra Mur.
			You are archaic.<BR>

		⚫	You are wearing a deep black steel-visored helm embossed with a golden rising sun, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a pair of tarnished spectacles, a serpentine cambrinth earcuff carved in the shape of an adder, a heretic's cloak lined with stormy grey velvet, a stiff burnt-sienna cassock clasped at the shoulder with a Holy Inquisition pin, a pilgrim's badge, a wiirwood brooch inlaid with tsavorites in the pattern of the outline of Therengia, a rusty steel pin stamped with "Forsaken Savior", an anloral mongoose pin, a bronze lockpick case, a gold lion's head pin with a soulstone clasped in the jaw, a lumpy bundle, a sturdy black backpack, a black tabard embroidered with an Inquisitorial emblem, some field plate armor, a cambrinth armband curled into the shape of a sleek mongoose, a gleaming steel Grey Raven guard's shield, some articulated steel gauntlets adorned with golden spiked knuckles, an albredine crystal ring, a platinum ring engraved with the Estate Holder's crest, a cambrinth ring, a heretic's sword belt sporting heavy puncture holes, a card collector's case, a simple belt knife, a walnut herbal case elegantly branded with a single silver rose, a red velvet soulstone case fringed with silver roping, a battle-torn velvet tailband, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, some bleached bone footwraps, a pair of heretic's boots with blackened steel-capped toes, and an etched steel parry stick with black leather straps.
⚫	You are ~~Defender of the Faith~~ Smozhstalker Dipsh, ~~Fanatic~~ of Therengia, a S'Kra Mur.
⚫	You have a flat-featured face with a flexible ridged crest which follows the shape of your skull with frown lines around his mouth ~~and~~ slitted eyes, one grey and ~~the other~~ milky blue, mottled scales with a pale silver underbelly and a ~~stubby~~ ~~tail~~.
⚫	You are tall for a S'Kra Mur.~~You are mature.<BR>~~

⚫	You are wearing a visored helm, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a pair of tarnished spectacles, a serpentine cambrinth earcuff carved in the shape of an adder, a ~~scale~~ ~~aventail~~, a stiff burnt-sienna cassock clasped at the shoulder with a Holy Inquisition pin, a ~~heretic~~'s ~~cloak~~ ~~lined~~ ~~with~~ ~~stormy~~ ~~grey~~ ~~velvet,~~ a ~~clockwork~~ ~~spider,~~ a ~~pilgrim's~~ ~~badge,~~ an ~~anloral~~ ~~mongoose pin~~, a rusty steel pin stamped with "Forsaken Savior", a ~~wiirwood~~ ~~brooch~~ ~~inlaid~~ ~~with~~ ~~tsavorites~~ in ~~the~~ ~~pattern~~ of ~~the~~ ~~outline~~ of ~~Therengia,~~ a ~~lumpy~~ ~~bundle~~, a ~~canvas~~ ~~sack~~, a sturdy black backpack, a black tabard embroidered with an Inquisitorial emblem, some field plate armor, a cambrinth armband curled into the shape of a sleek mongoose, a ~~kite~~ shield ~~engraved~~ with an ~~undead~~ ~~horde~~, ~~some~~ ~~mail~~ ~~gloves~~, a ~~cambrinth~~ ring, an ~~albredine~~ ~~crystal~~ ring, a heretic's sword belt sporting heavy puncture holes, a ~~red~~ ~~velvet soulstone~~ case ~~fringed~~ ~~with~~ ~~silver~~ ~~roping~~, a walnut herbal case elegantly branded with a single silver rose, a ~~simple~~ ~~belt~~ ~~knife~~, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, some bleached bone footwraps, a pair of heretic's boots with blackened steel-capped toes, and an etched steel parry stick with black leather straps.

	==Backstory==		==Backstory==

Maintenance script: /* Home */ got new rug in house

2012-08-10T17:01:01Z

Home: got new rug in house

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	Floor: a brown dirt floor.<BR>		Floor: a brown dirt floor.<BR>
	Attached: a ~~tasseled~~ ~~cotton~~ rug.<BR>		Attached: a red and black knotted prayer rug.<BR>
	Home's Pet: a male ghost.<BR>		Home's Pet: a male ghost.<BR>
	Weapon Rack: a copper and patina weapon rack.<BR>		Weapon Rack: a copper and patina weapon rack.<BR>

Maintenance script: /* Backstory */ added home

2012-08-10T07:51:15Z

Backstory: added home

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	Smozhstalker continues his training as a Paladin, and is learning the arts of an armor-crafter as well. He still has nights when he wakes up screaming.		Smozhstalker continues his training as a Paladin, and is learning the arts of an armor-crafter as well. He still has nights when he wakes up screaming.

			=Home=
			You recall that you have a mud brick hovel with extensive smoke damage around North Road, Riverbank. It is a freestanding home, with a window located in a lowerclass urban area. Any race or profession can live in this home.

			The home contains:

			Floor: a brown dirt floor.<BR>
			Attached: a tasseled cotton rug.<BR>
			Home's Pet: a male ghost.<BR>
			Weapon Rack: a copper and patina weapon rack.<BR>
			Attached: a mace.<BR>
			Attached: a flail.<BR>
			Fire: a sooty brass brazier.<BR>
			General Storage: a sturdy metal chest with dripping rust-colored stains down the sides.<BR>
			Wall: a rough-hewn oak wall.<BR>
			Misc Furniture #1: a sturdy oak table.<BR>
			Attached: a well-modeled depiction of Theren Keep with one broken tower.<BR>
			Door: a door.<BR>
			Window: a simple double-paned window with a black square frame.<BR>
			Armor Stand: a polished dark pine armor stand.<BR>
			Attached: a padded Musparan silk robe.<BR>
			Attached: some clay plate armor.<BR>
			Attached: some plate greaves.<BR>
			Misc Furniture #2: a pile of brown sand.<BR>
			Chair: an unfinished home-made oak chair.<BR>
			Scent: Metal polish.

Maintenance script: /* Description */ updated for shifts

2012-01-13T06:27:02Z

Description: updated for shifts

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⚫	==Description==

	Citizenship: Therengia <BR>		Citizenship: Therengia <BR>

	Deity worshipped: Rutilor <BR>		Deity worshipped: Rutilor <BR>

		⚫	==Description==
	You were born on the 1st day of the 4th month of Shorka the Cobra in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare, 300 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer.<BR>		You were born on the 1st day of the 4th month of Shorka the Cobra in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare, 300 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer.<BR>

	You are Defender of the Faith Smozhstalker Dipsh, ~~Adherent~~ of Therengia, a S'Kra Mur.		You are Defender of the Faith Smozhstalker Dipsh, Fanatic of Therengia, a S'Kra Mur.
	You have a flexible ridged crest which follows the shape of your skull with ~~elegant~~ ~~arched~~ ~~eyebrows~~ and slitted eyes, one grey and the other milky blue, mottled scales with a pale silver underbelly and a stubby tail.		You have a flat-featured face with a flexible ridged crest which follows the shape of your skull with frown lines around his mouth and slitted eyes, one grey and the other milky blue, mottled scales with a pale silver underbelly and a stubby tail.
	You are mature.<BR>		You are tall for a S'Kra Mur.You are mature.<BR>

	You are wearing a visored helm, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a pair of tarnished spectacles, a serpentine cambrinth earcuff carved in the shape of an adder, a scale aventail, a stiff burnt-sienna cassock clasped at the shoulder with a Holy Inquisition pin, a heretic's cloak lined with stormy grey velvet, a clockwork spider, a pilgrim's badge, an anloral mongoose pin, a rusty steel pin stamped with "Forsaken Savior", a wiirwood brooch inlaid with tsavorites in the pattern of the outline of Therengia, a lumpy bundle, a canvas sack, a sturdy black backpack, a black tabard embroidered with an Inquisitorial emblem, some field plate armor, a cambrinth armband curled into the shape of a sleek mongoose, a kite shield engraved with an undead horde, some mail gloves, a cambrinth ring, an albredine crystal ring, a heretic's sword belt sporting heavy puncture holes, a red velvet soulstone case fringed with silver roping, a walnut herbal case elegantly branded with a single silver rose, a simple belt knife, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, some bleached bone footwraps, a pair of heretic's boots with blackened steel-capped toes, and an etched steel parry stick with black leather straps.		You are wearing a visored helm, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a pair of tarnished spectacles, a serpentine cambrinth earcuff carved in the shape of an adder, a scale aventail, a stiff burnt-sienna cassock clasped at the shoulder with a Holy Inquisition pin, a heretic's cloak lined with stormy grey velvet, a clockwork spider, a pilgrim's badge, an anloral mongoose pin, a rusty steel pin stamped with "Forsaken Savior", a wiirwood brooch inlaid with tsavorites in the pattern of the outline of Therengia, a lumpy bundle, a canvas sack, a sturdy black backpack, a black tabard embroidered with an Inquisitorial emblem, some field plate armor, a cambrinth armband curled into the shape of a sleek mongoose, a kite shield engraved with an undead horde, some mail gloves, a cambrinth ring, an albredine crystal ring, a heretic's sword belt sporting heavy puncture holes, a red velvet soulstone case fringed with silver roping, a walnut herbal case elegantly branded with a single silver rose, a simple belt knife, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, some bleached bone footwraps, a pair of heretic's boots with blackened steel-capped toes, and an etched steel parry stick with black leather straps.

Maintenance script: /* Backstory */

2012-01-06T01:37:39Z

Backstory

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	He rose to his feet." Guide me! please! I have lost my way." He walked as if in a daze, not knowing where his steps were leading him.		He rose to his feet." Guide me! please! I have lost my way." He walked as if in a daze, not knowing where his steps were leading him.

	He found himself in the office of {{Verika]], the local paladin guildleader, and telling her everything he could remember. She looked sternly at him for a moment, then saw the pain in his eyes. Unspeakable pain.		He found himself in the office of [[Verika]], the local paladin guildleader, and telling her everything he could remember. She looked sternly at him for a moment, then saw the pain in his eyes. Unspeakable pain.

	"Yes, Smozhstalker. I have heard of you. Your name - which is of one dishonored by your people ...is now to be one that shall seek out those who have corrupted the world, and your people as well as all the peoples created by the gods. You must join us in fighting this scourge. And you must obtain the favor of the gods. You must fight the unholy filth that endangers us all. Only then will the agony you feel be quieted."		"Yes, Smozhstalker. I have heard of you. Your name - which is of one dishonored by your people ...is now to be one that shall seek out those who have corrupted the world, and your people as well as all the peoples created by the gods. You must join us in fighting this scourge. And you must obtain the favor of the gods. You must fight the unholy filth that endangers us all. Only then will the agony you feel be quieted."

Maintenance script: /* Backstory */

2012-01-06T01:35:15Z

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Maintenance script: /* Backstory */

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	==Backstory==		==Backstory==
	Not even a moonmage would have predicted that Smozhstalker would become a paladin. A native of Ratha, he was considered a heretic and a drunkard by his family and his neighbors. He had indulged in petty crime, slept through services in Hav'roth's temple, and lived the life of a wastral, and had been favorless. He survived by doing odd jobs and begging at the local temples.		Not even a moonmage would have predicted that Smozhstalker would become a paladin. A native of Ratha, he was considered a heretic and a drunkard by his family - although he had no close kin - and his neighbors. Born illegitamate, an unwanted son of a sailor and one of the women who worked in the oldest profession, he had indulged in petty crime, slept through services in Hav'roth's temple, and lived the life of a wastral, and had been favorless. He survived by doing odd jobs and begging at the local temples.

	One day he passed the local temple of Chadatru while trying to earn a few coppers. He wasn't particularly a devout man. So he was surprised when a priest called him by name.		One day he passed the local temple of Chadatru while trying to earn a few coppers. He wasn't particularly a devout man. So he was surprised when a priest called him by name.
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	He found himself in the office of Verika, the local paladin guildleader. She looked sternly at him for a moment, then saw the pain in his eyes. Unspeakable pain.		He found himself in the office of Verika, the local paladin guildleader. She looked sternly at him for a moment, then saw the pain in his eyes. Unspeakable pain.

	"Yes, Smozhstalker. I have heard of you. Your name...is one that shall seek out those who have corrupted the world, and your people. You must join us in fighting this scourge. And you must obtain the favor of the gods. You must fight the unholy filth that endangers us all. Only then will the agony you feel be quieted."		"Yes, Smozhstalker. I have heard of you. Your name - which is of one dishonored by your people ...is now to be one that shall seek out those who have corrupted the world, and your people as well as all the peoples created by the gods. You must join us in fighting this scourge. And you must obtain the favor of the gods. You must fight the unholy filth that endangers us all. Only then will the agony you feel be quieted."

	"And perhaps, if you dedicate yourself fully, Rutilor will let you become one of his Hounds. But first you must train yourself in our guild. It will be some time before you are ready to be one of Rutilors Knights."		"And perhaps, if you dedicate yourself fully, Rutilor will let you become one of his Hounds. But first you must train yourself in our guild. It will be some time before you are ready to be one of Rutilors Knights."

Maintenance script: /* Backstory */ spelling

2012-01-05T05:36:26Z

Backstory: spelling

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	He decided to take them up on the offer, although not waiting for the next ship to sail,when a moongate happened to open to Crossing, threw him through it.		He decided to take them up on the offer, although not waiting for the next ship to sail,when a moongate happened to open to Crossing, threw him through it.

	Without resources in this new environment, Smozhstalker sobered up enough to look for coins to buy his drinks, after spending the money he received from Esuin, and woke up on numerous occasions outside of the [[~~Vipers~~ Nest Inn]], hardly paying much attention to other events occuring in the world. Not even noticing that Lyras's hordes were closing in.		Without resources in this new environment, Smozhstalker sobered up enough to look for coins to buy his drinks, after spending the money he received from Esuin, and woke up on numerous occasions outside of the [[Viper's Nest Inn]], hardly paying much attention to other events occuring in the world. Not even noticing that Lyras's hordes were closing in.

	Meanwhile, the Philosphers of the Knife were taking in new initiates, and were resorting to unscrupulous means to attract the attention of commoners.		Meanwhile, the Philosphers of the Knife were taking in new initiates, and were resorting to unscrupulous means to attract the attention of commoners.

Maintenance script: /* Backstory */

2012-01-05T05:29:11Z

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	He decided to take them up on the offer, although not waiting for the next ship to sail,when a moongate happened to open to Crossing, threw him through it.		He decided to take them up on the offer, although not waiting for the next ship to sail,when a moongate happened to open to Crossing, threw him through it.

	Without resources in this new environment, Smozhstalker sobered up enough to look for coins to buy his drinks, after spending the money he received from Esuin, and woke up on numerous occasions outside of the [[~~Viper's~~ Inn]], hardly paying much attention to other events occuring in the world. Not even noticing that Lyras's hordes were closing in.		Without resources in this new environment, Smozhstalker sobered up enough to look for coins to buy his drinks, after spending the money he received from Esuin, and woke up on numerous occasions outside of the [[Vipers Nest Inn]], hardly paying much attention to other events occuring in the world. Not even noticing that Lyras's hordes were closing in.

	Meanwhile, the Philosphers of the Knife were taking in new initiates, and were resorting to unscrupulous means to attract the attention of commoners.		Meanwhile, the Philosphers of the Knife were taking in new initiates, and were resorting to unscrupulous means to attract the attention of commoners.

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	==Backstory==		==Backstory==
	Not even a moonmage would have predicted that Smozhstalker would become a paladin. A native of Ratha, he was considered a heretic and a drunkard by his family - although he had no close kin - and his neighbors. Born ~~illegitamate~~, an unwanted son of a sailor and one of the women who worked in the oldest profession, he had indulged in petty crime, slept through services in Hav'roth's temple, and lived the life of a wastral, and had been favorless. He survived by doing odd jobs and begging at the local temples.		Not even a moonmage would have predicted that Smozhstalker would become a paladin. A native of Ratha, he was considered a heretic and a drunkard by his family - although he had no close kin that would acknowledge him as "family" - and his neighbors. Born illegitimate, an unwanted son of a sailor and one of the women who worked in the oldest profession, he had indulged in petty crime, slept through services in Hav'roth's temple, and lived the life of a wastral, and had been favorless. He survived by doing odd jobs and begging at the local temples.

	One day he passed the local temple of Chadatru while trying to earn a few coppers. He wasn't particularly a devout man. So he was surprised when a priest called him by name.		One day he passed the local temple of Chadatru while trying to earn a few coppers. He wasn't particularly a devout man. So he was surprised when a priest called him by name.

	"You there. yes, you. Smozhstalker. Our temple has need of someone to journey to the crossing for us. We would like this envelope delivered to Esuin in the guild of Clerics there. If you do so, there's a few silver in it for you. Besides, the guards grow weary of ~~you~~.."		"You there. yes, you. Smozhstalker. Our temple has need of someone to journey to the crossing for us. We would like this envelope delivered to Esuin in the guild of Clerics there. If you do so, there's a few silver in it for you. Besides, the guards grow weary of seeing your face..."

	He decided to take them up on the offer, although not waiting for the next ship to sail,when a moongate happened to open to Crossing, threw him through it.		He decided to take them up on the offer, although not waiting for the next ship to sail,when a moongate happened to open to Crossing,the guards threw him through it.

	Without resources in this new environment, Smozhstalker sobered up enough to look for coins to buy his drinks, ~~after~~ ~~spending~~ the money he received from Esuin, and woke up on numerous occasions outside of the [[Viper's Nest Inn]], hardly paying much attention to other events occuring in the world. Not even noticing that ~~Lyras's~~ hordes were closing in.		Without resources in this new environment, Smozhstalker sobered up enough to look for coins to buy his drinks, although he spent the money he received from Esuin, and woke up on numerous occasions outside of the [[Viper's Nest Inn]], hardly paying much attention to other events occuring in the world. Not even noticing that the hordes of [[Lyras]] were closing in.

	Meanwhile, the Philosphers of the Knife were taking in new initiates, and were resorting to unscrupulous means to attract the attention of commoners.		Meanwhile, the Philosphers of the Knife were taking in new initiates, and were resorting to unscrupulous means to attract the attention of commoners.
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	The next thing he remembered, he was laying on the ground in a local alley. All he remembered, is that something terrible had happened to him. something... unholy. Corrupting. Horrible. Writhing streams of ... something? Something no s'kra should ever see. Torture.		The next thing he remembered, he was laying on the ground in a local alley. All he remembered, is that something terrible had happened to him. something... unholy. Corrupting. Horrible. Writhing streams of ... something? Something no s'kra should ever see. Torture.
	He had a brief glimpsing memory of himself screaming, and saying "no" .... and his tail becoming only a stub...		He had a brief glimpsing memory of himself screaming, and saying "no" .... and his tail becoming only a stub...hearing a human voice say, "let's see if their souls are really in their tails.."

	He broke out in a sweat. He rose to his knees, and called out to the gods as he had never done before... first to the gods of his people, then to others of the pantheon ..."Hav'roth? " he heard no answer.... "Damaris?" still no answer.... "Rutilor! save me!" He heard something in the distance. Hounds.... baying...		He broke out in a sweat. He rose to his knees, and called out to the gods as he had never done before... first to the gods of his people, then to others of the pantheon ..."Hav'roth? " he heard no answer.... "Damaris?" still no answer.... "Rutilor! save me!" He heard something in the distance. Hounds.... baying...
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	He rose to his feet." Guide me! please! I have lost my way." He walked as if in a daze, not knowing where his steps were leading him.		He rose to his feet." Guide me! please! I have lost my way." He walked as if in a daze, not knowing where his steps were leading him.

	He found himself in the office of Verika, the local paladin guildleader. She looked sternly at him for a moment, then saw the pain in his eyes. Unspeakable pain.		He found himself in the office of {{Verika]], the local paladin guildleader, and telling her everything he could remember. She looked sternly at him for a moment, then saw the pain in his eyes. Unspeakable pain.

	"Yes, Smozhstalker. I have heard of you. Your name - which is of one dishonored by your people ...is now to be one that shall seek out those who have corrupted the world, and your people as well as all the peoples created by the gods. You must join us in fighting this scourge. And you must obtain the favor of the gods. You must fight the unholy filth that endangers us all. Only then will the agony you feel be quieted."		"Yes, Smozhstalker. I have heard of you. Your name - which is of one dishonored by your people ...is now to be one that shall seek out those who have corrupted the world, and your people as well as all the peoples created by the gods. You must join us in fighting this scourge. And you must obtain the favor of the gods. You must fight the unholy filth that endangers us all. Only then will the agony you feel be quieted."