Allye/Other People's Words

Allye's Nicknames

• Almarius: Too Mom
• Violetti: Fashion Princess
• Viyalo and Rhatt: Ma

Portraits of Allye

The paper is painted with:  A raven-maned Prydaen beauty, wearing a chic shawl of ivory Elven wool, an indigo winter gown with voluminous shireli lace underskirts, and a matching pair of slippers has been painted in great detail.  She graces an interior room in a Carousel which appears to fade into the background, leaving the charming figure as the primary focus.  A playful smile lifts the corners of her mouth and her bright cat-slitted turquoise eyes gaze with barely-contained joy into a neatly organized vault holding treasures of every kind, sorted carefully to make the most of the available space.  Multiple tea sets, for example, are grouped together, their different patterns easily visible.  Her hand is raised high in the air in a pose of jubilant celebration, fingers closed around a small item.  In an elegant handbag you catch a glimpse of what appears to be pages and pages of neatly written inventory.  In the corner you see the title, "I Found It!" next to the artist's signature.
Along the bottom of the paper, you notice, Author:  Nilme

The paper is drawn with:  Vivid hues spread across the page to form the image of a lithe Prydaen woman sitting across a card table from a huge, warty ogre.  The woman is wearing a flattering gown of lavender spidersilk that shows off her figure to perfection, its skirts flowing around her legs and chair, save for the tiptoes of her rosy slippers.  Hulking over the top of the table, his fingers grasping five cards, the ogre is oddly enough wearing opalescent pink from the tip of his hat, to the sash wrapped around his rather large waist, to his rather dirty socks.  In a pile on the floor next to the turquoise-eyed woman is a pack filled with items that match in color the ogres outfit.  Upon closer inspection it appears that the ogre is missing a shirt among other things and the arm of what might just be a shirt is peeking out of the bag.  At the bottom of the page are the words, "Never Gamble with an Empath," and the letter "E."  The date sits just under that 429 years, 395 days.
Artist: Eruwyn

The paper is drawn with:  Bathed in hues that mimic the morning light, a gracefully lithe Prydaen woman sits primly atop a velvety pillow with a portal stove set up next to her.  In her hands she holds a porcelain teapot molded into the shape of a chubby war mammoth.  Her raven mane is a tousled mass of locks that flows over her shoulders and across her gown of ivory silk and lace.  Across from her sits an Elven Paladin, his tall form is folded into a cross-legged pose with his back straight.  There is a serious look on his handsomely sculpted face, though his amber show a hint of humor as if he were holding back a smile.  Cradled in one hand is a much too small teacup that appears to be crafted into the shape of a baby mammoth.  Graceful lettering under the pair reads, "Springtime Teatime," and is followed by a delicate letter "E."  Below that is the date 434 years, 53 days.
Artist: Eruwyn

The paper is drawn with:  A hearth is centered on the sheet, its heart filled with strange red, orange, and yellow shapes that give the impression of flickering flame with the help of a liberal use of glitter.  Standing next to it is the petite form of a Prydaen woman, her turquoise eyes sparkling with gilded ink.  Her black mane is coiled onto the top of her head and held there with a pair of hairsticks that point out from behind her delicate ears.  Appearing in the middle of some grand gesture, one arm is outstretched with a tiny mermaid doll grasped within her fingers.  Garbed in a gold bandeau and a tiered skirt that seems to float around her as if caught in swirling movement, the lithe figure faces across the page.  On the other side of the paper is a circle of people, another Prydaen, a couple of Rakash, and at least two Elves, their seated figures appear to be gazing up as if either waiting for something or listening to a story.  Elegant writing shows at the very bottom, "Allye's Sunbeam."
Artist: Eruwyn

The paper reads: The artist, rather than rendering a square face, has drawn a face that is perfectly square.  The blockheaded figure has a series of overly-broad lines emerging from a round circle that was apparently meant to be the nose of a Prydaen but instead ended up as a flesh-colored spider with excessively large legs.  The female, Prydaen subject, facing the side of the painting has been rendered with curves in all the wrong places.  A tail reminiscent of a furry S'kra Mur emerges from the mid-thoracic spine, while a series of poorly drawn beige spikes is meant to represent fur.
Along the bottom of the paper, you notice, Author:  Kaedan

Songs and Poems about Allye

The paper reads: ~~  Dancing Swan ~~  By Nilme Iondu'il, for Allye ~~  442 AV  ~~  Page 1 of 2  ~~  I needed food quickly, the party was planned- just that one single detail remained.  Then suddenly somebody offered a hand, and a world full of choices was gained.  ~~  She pulled out a notebook and started to grin.  My anxiety began to slow.  Miraculous choices were listed within, and she explained just how this would go.  ~~  "Choose a container- custom pouch, box, or case, a nice haversack, basket, or bowl.  Then drinks, both simple and to make your heart race!  A customized dinner is our goal!"  ~~

The paper reads: ~~  Dancing Swan ~~  By Nilme Iondu'il, for Allye ~~  442 AV  ~~  Page 2 of 2  ~~  "An appetizer of tarts, rice soup, or cheese, entrees of boar or yak chops with wine, side dishes of corn, salad, chutney, or peas?"  And desserts?  All favorites of mine!  ~~  There were options I never knew existed and she described how each dish would taste.  Everything would be just fine, she insisted, and be prepared to serve with great haste.  ~~  I sat in amazement- my stress was all gone.  Instead I felt sincere gratitude!  Catered by our Allye and the Dancing Swan, the party would now have drink and food!  ~~

The paper is drawn with:  ~~  Grateful Harvest, for Tirost & Allye's Autumn Harvest Ball  ~~  Words & Music by Useff Budna & Nilme Iondu'il  ~~  Page 1 of 2  ~~  NILME: When Winter's cold has come and passed and gone are Springtime's soaking rains, we see the end of Summer's heat and start to harvest Autumn's grains.  When Blufandu arrives each year, we gather treasures, garden-grown.  With grateful hearts, we give our thanks and reap the springtime hopes we've sown.  ~~  BOTH: So many things I'm thankful for- the first cool days, the breezy nights, the leaves that crinkle as we walk, and snuggling in the firelight. ~~  USEFF: When sunlight shrinks and nighttimes grow, and nature shifts its vibrant hues, we rummage through our winter box and find our warmest socks and shoes.

The paper is drawn with:  ~~  Grateful Harvest, for Tirost & Allye's Autumn Harvest Ball  ~~  Words & Music by Useff Budna & Nilme Iondu'il  ~~  Page 2 of 2  ~~  BOTH: So many things I'm thankful for- the smell of apple cider warmed and chilly weather's pressing need to have you close within my arms-  ~~  NILME: When trees shake off their summer clothes and hidden wonders reappear, between the trunks of applewoods and celebrations drawing near.  ~~  BOTH: So many things I'm thankful for- the muffled sounds of falling snow, the way you look in scarf and gloves as early winter shadows grow.  ~~  USEFF: Through fallen maple leaves we wade, in woolen coats and knitted hats, and turn to quills and steaming teas to contemplate the seasons passed.  ~~  BOTH: So many things we're grateful for- with vessels filled, and hearts restored, but none so sweet as we enjoy the fellowship of friends adored.