Mendira/Performances/Winter to Spring
| Event Name: Tavern Troupe Song Circle |
| Event Instance: Prime |
| Real Date: 2022-06-15 |
| Game Date of Event: 442-02-21 |
| Point of View: Mendira |
| [The Raven's Court, Rose Garden]
Roses of all colors grow in carefully tended beds, many mixed in with each other to build a vibrant tapestry of petals. To the north, delicate white petals arranged in a half moon form a bed of Damaris' Dream, while to the west a flurry of pinks indicates the presence of Hodierna's Blush. Lastly, a cluster of Smaragdaus' Glee forms a sea of crimson to the south. A small path winds around the garden, with a wooden sign posted at the entry. You are Songbird Mendira Huns, Dancer of Zaldi Taipa, an Elf. You have pointed ears and large expressive faded lilac eyes. Your dark brown hair is hip length and silky, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with a pale pink rosecloth ribbon and allowed to fall over one shoulder. You have warm caramel-hued skin and a sylphlike figure. You are statuesque for an Elf. You are an adult. You have several interlocking rings of green jade that pierce the flesh to follow along your right eyebrow, each notched in even intervals and rubbed with indigo. Your shoulder has a tattoo of a brightly colored songbird darting through a cascade of musical notes. You are in good shape. You are wearing a sparkling circlet of crystal lilies bound with cascading white icesilk ribbons, a floor-length ethereal white tutu dress with an ice sapphire halter top, a delicate anklet of gleaming crystal lilies twined with white icesilk ribbons and a dainty pair of icesteel spun glitter slippers. Vixonia recites: "But while the ball is rolling, let's hear it for a lovely bardess who I honestly usually see dance. I am excited to see her sing! Please join me in welcoming Mendira!" Eurynomile beams! Iryta looks at you and applauds! Elurora looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf! Eurynomile looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf! Raising his cinnamon coffee to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers! You grin at Vixonia. Cythra looks at you and applauds! Useff gazes happily at you. Ylixia applauds. You get an icy-blue crystal music box from inside your foraging basket. Siendra looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf! You quietly say, "Perhaps a bit of both." Eurynomile gazes at you. You blush slightly, the tips of your ears flushing with warmth. Eurynomile is giggling at you. Senthic nods at Nilme, obviously agreeing with her views. Eurynomile praises you. You grin. Senthic leans over and licks Stelling, getting a warm smile in return. You close your music box. Senthic just hugged Messica. You turn the key at the back of your music box. Vixonia quietly says, "Perhaps I should have said 'hear her sing...'." Iryta giggles at Elurora. Stelling says to Senthic, "No Senthic, bad Senthic." Senthic scowls at Stelling. You shift your weight. Elurora giggles at Senthic. Eurynomile giggles at Stelling. Senthic sticks his tongue out at Stelling. Elurora gives Iryta a slight nod. Eurynomile grins at Cythra. Senthic leans over and licks Stelling, getting a warm smile in return. Siendra shivers. (Mendira stands with her leg posed to the side, her foot stretched to a soft point. Holding her music box deftly in the opposite hand, she raises it to eye level as she reaches for the lid's clasp.) Siendra grins slowly. Elurora cocks her head at you. You open your music box. The music box in your hand begins to play clear-toned, sparkling music, each note distinct and sharp as the snapping of icicles or the creaking sound of footsteps over snow on an icy night. Revolving on a round platform within the box is the wide-branched silver model of a tree, brilliant diamond leaves shivering as it turns with a tinkling sound that complements the chiming, piercing notes of the music box melody. Nilme gazes at you. Eurynomile lets out a sigh of contentment. The music box in your hand continues to play a clear, tinkling melody reminiscent of wind through icicles. Kintryn smiles at Tirost. (Mendira stretches out her arm, her gaze still fixed upon the box and the glittering tree within. Her extended leg smoothly mirrors the pose, lifting up and out behind her to create a clean, steady line.) Tirost beams at Kintryn! The music box in your hand chimes musically, each note hanging bright and glittering in the air. Iryta observes you with fascination. Ylixia gazes at you. Vixonia quietly says, "Ooh...." Useff quietly says, "Ooooo." The music box in your hand plays a few final notes with a shivering rush and the sparkling music fades. Clairseach beams at you! What a warm feeling! Siendra gazes at you. Cythra continues to chant the infectious strains of Faenella's Grace, seeming to lose herself in the very rhythms she produces. Tirost raises an eyebrow in your direction. Vixonia giggles at Useff. Eurynomile hums to herself. (Mendira gently exhales as she lowers her arm and leg in one smooth, even motion. She allows her arm to continue drifting downward, bending forward at the waist until the music box brushes the floor.) (Mendira sets the music box down and suddenly seems to collapse in upon herself. In the silence left behind by the fading tune, her back undulates with repetitive lifts and falls, steady and gentle as breathing at first, but with the movement becoming increasingly exaggerated.) You lower the box and place it on the ground at your feet. prep eye 14 Low, hummed tones form a soft backdrop for the opening notes of the Eye of Kertigen enchante. Siendra takes a bite of the roll. (Mendira's wordless refrain is a warm echo of the icy melody of the music box. She dips from her crouched position into a low spin, her torso twisting dramatically. As her hands clutch at her dress, her rotating form is covered in a bright shimmer of light.) Illiya takes a sip of her water. Kintryn takes a sip of her wine. As you take off a shimmering outfit, a soft shimmer covers your body. The magic fades and your items return to their normal appearance. You feel fully prepared to cast your spell. Iryta smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. Ylixia blinks. Cythra's voice takes on an almost lyrical quality as she launches into the chorus of Faenella's Grace, each word flowing to the next with a seamless ease. Kintryn takes a sip of her wine. (Mendira raises up to her full height as she continues her whirling dance, and the shimmer that surrounds her falls away like discarded fabric at her feet. The frosty tones that once adorned her warm to a pale pink, reminiscent of the hues of the sky at spring's first dawn. Her arms reach outward and upward in the semblance of petals unfurling.) Vixonia quirks her ears outward in surprise. Illiya takes a sip of her water. You lower the outfit and place it on the ground at your feet. Illiya puts her water in her encompassing shadows. cast You release an accompaniment of elemental electricity into your singing, intensifying the low hummed introduction. The hushed tones meander in a graceful rubato for a few moments before settling into a more steady pace. Vaerek sniffs at Kintryn. A softly worded rendition of the main theme of "Eye of Kertigen" carries quietly through the area, skipping from measure to measure. An aura of light shines around you, pulsing in time with your song. Vaerek nods to Kintryn. Siendra gawks at you. Eurynomile gives you a relaxed smile and sighs contentedly. Illiya takes a sip of her milkshake. Kintryn squints at Vaerek. An aura of light shines around you, pulsing in time with your song. (Mendira's twirling comes to a neat stop as she forms words for her melody. Her white dress has seemingly transformed into a pale pink bandeau and tutu. Blossoming rosecloth blooms dot the fabric of her garments, settling about her as she sings.) You are Songbird Mendira Huns, Dancer of Zaldi Taipa, an Elf. You have pointed ears and large expressive faded lilac eyes. Your dark brown hair is hip length and silky, and is worn in an intricate braid threaded with a pale pink rosecloth ribbon and allowed to fall over one shoulder. You have warm caramel-hued skin and a sylphlike figure. You are statuesque for an Elf. You are an adult. You have several interlocking rings of green jade that pierce the flesh to follow along your right eyebrow, each notched in even intervals and rubbed with indigo. Your shoulder has a tattoo of a brightly colored songbird darting through a cascade of musical notes. You are in good shape. You are holding an icy-blue crystal music box in your right hand and a shimmering outfit in your left. You are wearing a snug pink rosecloth bandeau wrapped around the chest, a perfectly pink petalette tutu strewn with rosecloth blossoms and a pair of blush petalette dancing slippers laced with twining ribbons. Vaerek squints. An aura of light shines around you, pulsing in time with your song. You softly sing in a soprano voice: "Like the stark winter's ice shall melt in the spring,
You are my fair dawn, my light in the dark.
Like drops of dew and petals to which they cling,
I pray we two shall never have cause to part."
Iryta observes you with fascination. Eurynomile smiles. Vaerek observes Eurynomile with fascination. The melody of your enchante turns to a more sonorous theme, dancing in a stately cadence that allows key words to linger upon the air. Vaerek shakes his head at Kintryn. Kintryn takes a sip of her wine. Siendra takes a bite of the roll. Vaerek wobbles, looking a bit faint. You sonorously sing in a soprano voice: "Like vines reaching out to climb to the sun
We stumbled and rose in turn, all alone.
Like untuned strings each plucked one by one,
We stretched and we sought sweeter tones."
Iryta glances at Vaerek. Iryta raises an eyebrow. (Mendira's arms drop as she sings the verse, dipping to wrap about her torso. The soft petalette of her tutu rustles quietly as she sways back and forth.) Eurynomile beams at you! What a warm feeling! Kintryn chuckles at Vaerek. Gridaksma shakes his head as if clearing it. Your voice resonates with stern vibrato as you pour your energy into the next words of your enchante. You resonantly sing in a soprano voice: "Like a needle now pierced by soft cotton thread,
The thought of you colors my every stitch.
Like a ship at last steadied by calm seas ahead
We sail forth free of harsh cant and pitch."
Nilme smiles at you. Iryta sighs wistfully. Cythra continues to chant the infectious strains of Faenella's Grace, seeming to lose herself in the very rhythms she produces. (Mendira takes delicate steps to one side as she sings, her body leaning gently against the motion as if being pulled along by her own feet. Her arms unwind from about her torso, bending along with her sweeping movements.) Ylixia smiles. Clairseach takes a sip of her brandy. Cythra emits a rumbling noise of contentment. Tirost blinks at Kintryn. Eurynomile snuggles up to Cythra and cradles her in her arms. You lightly sing in a soprano voice: "Like a current so swift that draws me to shore,
You anchor me no matter where I should roam.
Like the tales in old books of lovers of yore,
We seeking souls have at last found our home."
Kintryn nods to Tirost. The resolute tones of the music give way to a lighter one as you return to the softer melody that began your enchante. An aura of light shines around you, pulsing in time with your song. Nilme smiles at you. Eurynomile looks at you and sighs. rel eye The final words of the Eye of Kertigen fade even as they glide into the air. You no longer feel the clarity of vision you had, as shadows creep across the area. Cythra snuggles up to Eurynomile and cradles her in her arms. (Mendira returns to her starting position, poised behind the silent music box. A tranquil smile crosses her face, and she takes a light step backward before dipping into a low curtsy.) Nilme looks at you and applauds! Tirost beams at you! What a warm feeling! Iryta looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf! Nilme smiles. Tirost looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf! Nilme looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf! Useff gazes at you in wonder. Raising her Prydaen bloodwyne to you, Vixonia gives you a toast. Cheers! Elurora looks at you and applauds! Siendra beams at you! What a warm feeling! You blush slightly, the tips of your ears flushing with warmth. Cythra looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf! Useff says, "That was beautiful." Vixonia exclaims, "Beautifully performed!" You smile. Tirost exclaims to you, "Magnificent!" Iryta nods at Useff, obviously agreeing with his views. You exclaim, "Thank you!" Nilme smiles at you. Raising his cinnamon coffee to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers! Raising her pale silver wine to you, Ylixia gives you a toast. Cheers! Nilme smiles. You pick up the box lying at your feet. You pick up the outfit lying at your feet. Vixonia recites: "I did mention she was an excellent dancer, didn't I? Let's hear it for Mendira!" Ylixia says to you, "That was lovely." Cythra giggles at Vixonia. Nilme looks at you and applauds! You beam at Ylixia! Tirost nods to Kintryn. Iryta looks at you and applauds! Eurynomile says to you, "So well done and all the dancings.. and your words are wonderfuls.." Cythra says, "I have three words, whoa." You say, "You're all too kind, thank you." You giggle at Cythra. Elurora takes a sip of her lemonade. Useff whispers, "OOC: i love how you used the cyclic - just brilliant" Clairseach praises you. Vaerek leans on Kintryn. Iryta says to Cythra, "That was one word, 4 letters." You whisper to Useff, "OOC: THANK YOU!" Clairseach takes a sip of her brandy. Vaerek shakes his head. Tirost laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement. Cythra says to Iryta, "I ran outta words." |