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She is wearing thin silver spectacles, a cloak of churning mists, a pale silver moonflower, a circlet of silver set with a luminous moonstone, some worn leather sandals and a shimmering robe woven of prismatic strands of light.<br> |
She is wearing thin silver spectacles, a cloak of churning mists, a pale silver moonflower, a circlet of silver set with a luminous moonstone, some worn leather sandals and a shimmering robe woven of prismatic strands of light.<br> |
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==Death |
==Death== |
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Soft grey mist fills the air and you find yourself facing an ancient human, her cropped hair whited by age but her cat-slitted eyes remain alert. |
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Addressing the mist she says, "I have no fear of you, but I am tired. Do what you've come to do, it is my time. On that we agree." As if in afterthought she adds, "And give her my regards." |
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The mists ignite and as the woman slumps lifelessly. |
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* Amiss's fate has unravelled. |
* Amiss's fate has unravelled. |
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It has been 413 years, 161 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer. (Aug 01, 11:53 PM EST) |
It has been 413 years, 161 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer. (Aug 01, 11:53 PM EST) |
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Revision as of 23:49, 1 August 2014
| Amiss DeRhi | |
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| Status: | Dead |
| Guild: | Moon Mage |
| Race: | Halfling |
| Gender: | Female |
| Type: | merchant |
| Associates: | Demosel |
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Moon Mage and merchant. From the Fortune's Path sect. One of Demosel's first and best students from the short-lived Leth guildhall.
Appearance
She has hazel eyes, shoulder length thick dark brown hair that is tousled, and rosy skin.
She is elderly for a Halfling.
She is holding a gilded scroll in her right hand.
She is wearing thin silver spectacles, a cloak of churning mists, a pale silver moonflower, a circlet of silver set with a luminous moonstone, some worn leather sandals and a shimmering robe woven of prismatic strands of light.
Death
Soft grey mist fills the air and you find yourself facing an ancient human, her cropped hair whited by age but her cat-slitted eyes remain alert.
Addressing the mist she says, "I have no fear of you, but I am tired. Do what you've come to do, it is my time. On that we agree." As if in afterthought she adds, "And give her my regards."
The mists ignite and as the woman slumps lifelessly.
- Amiss's fate has unravelled.
It has been 413 years, 161 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer. (Aug 01, 11:53 PM EST)
OOC summary, source unknown
The first "new" character that wasn't introduced ever in the Chadi/Zai days was Amiss -- even though her tent had been there long before. Amiss' first few encounters with the Moon Mages was her showing off Demosel's Fortune Path Tokka Cards (and since she could make her own, it's rumored that she's also in the Fortune Path sect) in her private tent and then again holding a meeting with some players about The Ways. Later on, Amiss sent a letter in to Waerd Aev that outlined some vague hints about the original players -- nothing too specific though, just a little background to get the players' minds going. Actually, I think Amiss might have been created by Chadi when he first came back for a few months and left again, but I'm not sure -- I'm pretty sure Amiss was played/started by Caymus though. Amiss took part in many events and many festivals, but none that are Mirror Wraith Prophecy related at all -- Even though her name's on the obelisk. Something of note though is that Amiss was one of Demosel's first and pride students in her short-lived Leth Guildhall. That's pretty much the last we've heard of her.