Posted by Cathoir on July 22, 2000 at 10:46:52:
In Reply to: You never know who is watching. Just a log of rp'ing *a bit long* posted by Garenth on July 21, 2000 at 14:07:12:
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina furrows her brow as she looks through her possessions.
> A blazing sword named 'Incinerator' glows a pure white!
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam nods at Proserpina.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam stops using anduril, Flame of the West.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina wields a blazing sword named 'Incinerator'.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina gives mace of annihilation to Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Or...a hammer would be better, but hey, can't be picky'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam wields mace of annihilation.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'So, I will be Lord Shokai.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I suppose I should remove ma'axe.
> You say 'I suppose I should remove ma'axe.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Garenth will be Lady Bria.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> rem axe
>
> Arvam chuckles politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> You stop using Durin's Axe.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Lady Bria holdin an axe...'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Arvam will be...'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'What was that?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> chuck arvam
> You chuckle at his joke.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Wasn't I gonna be Thror?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Aye.
> You say 'Aye.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> Proserpina says 'Oh right right.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina nods at Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> help bria
>
> Proserpina says 'And Zeruel will be Lord Scarabaeus.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> Bria Hummingbird
> Those who bear the mark of the Hummingbird are emotional people who temper
> their actions with love and mercy. Mercy comes in its many forms, be it a
> quick death or a helping hand. They seek justice by enforcing the laws or
> enforcing their own sense of justice. But never will they let mercy and
> justice cloud their mind and heart to love. Love in its many forms must be
> cherished and protected, for it is a fragile thing that can not protect
> itself from the darkness that seeks to corrupt it. Those who bear this mark
> come in many shapes and sizes but each has found a way to blend and balance
> these three elements in their life.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel nods.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina hops around like a little kid.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I've never spoken with tha'Lady so bear with ma'.
>
> You feel less protected.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> You say 'I've never spoken with tha'Lady so bear with ma'.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina closes her eyes for a moment, visualising her role.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Oh, I can help you with that.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam taps his cheek, obviously deep in thought.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'I have spoken once with her. And she does speak with a beautiful accent.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam hunches over somewhat, contorting his face.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I be thinkin' it's all about lovin' one another an'bringin' peace to tha'world an such.
> You say 'I be thinkin' it's all about lovin' one another an'bringin' peace to tha'world an such.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Something like that.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina clears her throat and mimics.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote tries to lose his thick accent as he speaks and fails miserably.
> Garenth tries to lose his thick accent as he speaks and fails miserably.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> mutter self
> You mutter quietly to yourself.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Nay, not for anouther day will we tolerate their presence.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina coughs and resumes her normal voice.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Something like that. It's not very good.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Well, he do be a bit more masculine than ye.
> You say 'Well, he do be a bit more masculine than ye.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina blushes.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say But I do na'think that can be helped.
> You say 'But I do na'think that can be helped.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> chuck
> You chuckle politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam chuckles politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel stops using a shaman's robe.
> Zeruel wears the Cloak of Death about his body.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> chuck zeruel
> You chuckle at his joke.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'All right. So we are picking a floral arrangement for Lord Nepenthe who has taken ill?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Let us take our places.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel pulls the hood of the cloak up over his head, obscuring his face.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam walks offstage behind the curtains.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel nods at Proserpina.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Better yet.
> You say 'Better yet.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Lord Jullias.
> You say 'Lord Jullias.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> grin
> You grin evilly.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel steps up onto the side of the stage.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'No, Liches are more fun.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Your warcry has worn off.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'Besides, I've got a few jokes I can crack about this one'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Nay, tha'flowers be fer Jullias.
> You say 'Nay, tha'flowers be fer Jullias.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'Oh, alright'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Oh...
> You say 'Oh...'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I thought ye wanted ta'be Tha'Lich lord.
> You say 'I thought ye wanted ta'be Tha'Lich lord.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'No, I do'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'No no.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'For a moment I thought you meant.. nevermind.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> wry zeruel
> You give Zeruel a crooked smile.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Lord Nepenthe is better, why would Lord Shokai care if Lord Jullias took ill?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina closes her eyes and hums for an instant.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'She's got a point.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Why would tha'Lich Lord be shoppin fer flowers with us?
> You say 'Why would tha'Lich Lord be shoppin fer flowers with us?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> smirk proserpina
> You smirk at her saying.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina falls to the ground and rolls around laughing hysterically.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'Boredom.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Well, why would Thror care if Nepenthe has takin ill? Hey, all part'a the comedy in it'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Aye.
> You say 'Aye.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel nods at Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Alright, flowers fer Lord Nepenthe.
> You say 'Alright, flowers fer Lord Nepenthe.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Righto, lets begin'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> nod arvam
> You nod at Arvam.
> Zeruel nods.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam returns to his position offstage.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina stands far away from Zeruel, close to Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote gets between Proserpina and Zeruel.
> Garenth gets between Proserpina and Zeruel.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam leaves west.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam coughs slightly.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina turns to face Garenth.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Shokai, please, try ta'help me pick out tha'tulips, stop pointin' yer sword at Scarabaeus!
> You say 'Shokai, please, try ta'help me pick out tha'tulips, stop pointin' yer sword at Scarabaeus!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> nudge proserpina
> You nudge her.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam arrives on stage with a mighty TAP!, muttering a string of curses the entire way.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina darts her eyes to and fro.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Tulips? Why Tulips?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina catches sight of Zeruel.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote turns to face Zeruel.
> Garenth turns to face Zeruel.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say What would ye prefer?
> You say 'What would ye prefer?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Why da we 'ave to ge'sen damned flowers fer some bloody Mage?!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Orchids. Black Orchids.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Because he is ill, and it will make him feel better in his spirit.
> You say 'Because he is ill, and it will make him feel better in his spirit.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina points her blazing sword at Zeruel, silver flames leaping into the air arcing back onto the tip.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote points a stern finger at Proserpina.
> Garenth points a stern finger at Proserpina.
> Arvam tilts his head back roaring with hoarse laughter.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel waves his hand dismissively at the sword.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Now, ye'll stop that.
> You say 'Now, ye'll stop that.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Oh, please. Save the swordplay for the Imperials.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Yer singing tha'flowers.
> You say 'Yer singing tha'flowers.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Do na'aggitate him any further Scarabaeus.
> You say 'Do na'aggitate him any further Scarabaeus.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Ill ya say dere lass? Ya knew wha I used ta do when I was'ill?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Ye only make it worse.
> You say 'Ye only make it worse.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote raises his eyebrow in deep concern at what is about to come out of Arvam's mouth.
> Garenth raises his eyebrow in deep concern at what is about to come out of Arvam's mouth.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Tulips, those are profane flowers, blinded by the fog of their own misbegotten beliefs..'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'I'd get me bloody arse out dere'en..'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say What about tha'begonias?
> You say 'What about tha'begonias?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam roars out loudly 'Bring de War!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'An Orchid, now, an Orchid is in touch with its true desires, and is not afraid to let its Will be done.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Dats wha I'da been doin'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Are they blind too Scarabaeus?
> You say 'Are they blind too Scarabaeus?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam snarls angrily.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> mutter arvam
> You mutter something to Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'You are the fog that has to be banished. '
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Begonias?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say We are in a flower shop, not a'battlefield Thror.
> You say 'We are in a flower shop, not a'battlefield Thror.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Snivelin gnome....he ain nothin but'a pansy'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Hairless dwarf'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina growls at Zeruel, waving her cape of lightning about her like a cloak of silver flames.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel turns towards Proserpina, and shoots a withering glance her way.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> You are hungry.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam turns about, snarling, bumping into Proserpina, knocking her into Zeruel.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Shokai...!
>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Pansies. No, those won't do either.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> You say 'Shokai...!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Tha'flames.
> You say 'Tha'flames.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Ye are witherin' tha'flowers.
> You say 'Ye are witherin' tha'flowers.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel glances down at Proserpina's sword.
> You are hungry.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina returns her withering glance, silver flames leaping about her face as she waves her cape of lightning.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Get out mah way dere ya blind birdy!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam lowers his head, glaring at Proserpina.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> You are hungry.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina starts suddenly as if she realises the presence of a lady.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Scarabaeus, would you please stop touching tha flowers.
> You say 'Scarabaeus, would you please stop touching tha flowers.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Now look what you've done. You set the Crocuses on fire.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina turns and faces Garenth gallantly.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say They keep dying....
> You say 'They keep dying....'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'I've been remiss.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina holds Garenth's hand and kisses it deeply.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote runs over and starts trying to put out the fire.
> Garenth runs over and starts trying to put out the fire.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> blush proserpina
> You get all flustered up seeing her.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel shrugs listly.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> You are hungry.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Now what have we all decided on?
> You say 'Now what have we all decided on?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam waves his mace about furiously.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> You are hungry.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote ducks quickly.
> Garenth ducks quickly.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice with an irritated tone 'Oh, dead, alive, what does it really matter? They're better off like that, anyway'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Pansies, now ou' mah way...'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'But his darkness must be banished, not for a moment more will I abide his presence!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> You are hungry.
> You are starving!
> You are thirsty.
> Your hunger injures you.
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv> say Pansies will not do
> You say 'Pansies will not do'
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv> drink jug
> You drink water from a water jug.
> You do not feel thirsty.
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Here. These should do nicely.'
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv> get pouch sach
> I see no sach here.
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv> get pouch sack
> You get the pouch of nourishment from a big burlap sack.
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv> op pouch
> Ok.
> A sweet aroma wafts across your nose as you open the pouch of nourishment.
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv> get all pouch
> You get tender leg of lamb from the pouch of nourishment.
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv> eat leg
> You eat tender leg of lamb.
> You are no longer hungry.
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv> say What do you have Scarabaeus?
> You say 'What do you have Scarabaeus?'
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv>
> Arvam mutters a string of curses as he wanders about the shop, swinging his mace here and there, knocking over imaginery pots and vases.
>
> <846hp 769m 621mv>
> Zeruel picks up a handful of roses, and proceeds to cut the blossoms off of each with a pair of clippers.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote follows Arvam as quickly as possible trying to catch them.
> Garenth follows Arvam as quickly as possible trying to catch them.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina glares at Zeruel, waving her cape of lightning to simulate leaping silver flames.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel turns and pantomimes handing the flowerless stems to Garenth.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'There.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> blink
> You bat your eyelashes.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say .....
> You say '.....'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Pick the flowers quickly, and be gone.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Ummm..
> You say 'Ummm..'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Flowers'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam snarls angrily.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina glances at the flowers with disinterest.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel gets chocolate cake from a ranger's knapsack.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam grabs an imaginery pot, hurling it over towards Porserpina and Zeruel.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> sigh
> You sigh.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel calmly ducks as the imaginary pot goes sailing overhead.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Fine, we will make a bouquet.
> You say 'Fine, we will make a bouquet.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina catches the pot deftly in one hand.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam turns his back on the conflict once again, muttering various curses to himself.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina glares at Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Everyone pick out the flower you want to use.
> You say 'Everyone pick out the flower you want to use.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> You feel less adept at avoiding paralysis.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Quit naggin me lass! I alrea'y did pick'ah few o'em out'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Hammersong, what was the meaning of that?!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Preferably on different sides of the shop.
> You say 'Preferably on different sides of the shop.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Oh, now here is a flower after my own shriveled and decayed heart.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say You still have a heart in there?
> You say 'You still have a heart in there?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> who pk
> [ Elf ] (PK) Astalon the Master of Pyrotechniques
> [ Storm ] (PK) Crakyun the Narcoleptic Holy Hero
> [ Elf ] (PK) Proserpina the Dreamweaver, Handmaiden of the Harvest
> [ Gnome ] (PK) Betazenth the Planewalker
> * Dwarf * (PK) Garenth the Holy of Faith
> [ Arial ] (PK) Arvam Raenau, Festival Director of the Eternal Star
> [ Elf ] (PK) Solian the Holy Priest of the Kara Chal, Apostle of the Dawn
> [ Human ] (PK) Zeruel the Planar Scholar, Master of Prestidigitation
> [ Elf ] (PK) Pariva the Invoker Heroine
>
> Players found: 9
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'No. I keep it in a glass jar, in the inner sanctum of the Temple, of course.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Yah wan'id flowers for da frail gnomey, ahn I tossed ye some flowers'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Ahh.
> You say 'Ahh.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam snarls at Proserpina.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Yah wan'in to rumble dere den laddie?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Thror, did you even look at them before ye threw'em?
> You say 'Thror, did you even look at them before ye threw'em?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> The animation leaves Proserpina's body.
> The animation returns to Proserpina's body.
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote jumps between Arvam and Proserpina.
> Garenth jumps between Arvam and Proserpina.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam roars out once again 'Bring de War!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina's thirst injures her.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'What was the meaning of that, Hammersong?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Here. A Strange Island Maneater Flower.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> sigh zeruel
> You sigh as you think of him.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Ah, now yah deaf too dere laddie?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Well at least you are trying I suppose.
> You say 'Well at least you are trying I suppose.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel pantomimes handing a flower to Garenth.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam closes the pouch of nourishment.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> You no longer see invisible objects.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina sets the pot down on the table cleaving it in half, silver flames leaping in an arc from the sword.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote tries to smile at Zeruel's flower and fails miserably.
> Garenth tries to smile at Zeruel's flower and fails miserably.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> sigh
> You sigh.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Now the table is on fire!
> You say 'Now the table is on fire!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam lowers his shoulder down, getting his footing set as he keeps a vicious glare fixed on Proserpina.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'I'll take daht as'a challenge laddie'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> The golden haze in your vision disappears.
> The red in your vision disappears.
> Proserpina's hunger injures her.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'Make certain it gets well-fed with a diet of flesh.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina glares at Zeruel, obviously not amused with the antics of a lich.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina closes her eyes and hums for an instant.
> Some unleavened bread appears before Proserpina.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote gets between Arvam and Proserpina
> Garenth gets between Arvam and Proserpina
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'They have a tendency to grow legs and go hunting for food if they grow too hungry.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> cringe
> You cringe in terror.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Did ye create this flower??
> You say 'Did ye create this flower??'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam lurches to a start, charging right towards Proserpina with his mace held high over his head, roaring in feigned barbaric rage.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote kicks Arvam in the groin stopping him half way.
> Garenth kicks Arvam in the groin stopping him half way.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say If you two keep this up I will take your weapons until we get back to Asgaard!
> You say 'If you two keep this up I will take your weapons until we get back to Asgaard!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina ducks to the side, silver flames leaping from her cape of lightning.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Is that understood!
> You say 'Is that understood!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam doubles over in non-feigned pain, his roar calmed to a strange squeal.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'No, but I did create this little floral masterwork'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote kneels down and lays a healing touch to Arvam.
> Garenth kneels down and lays a healing touch to Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Hammersong, you are mad with rage.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel turns back to pick up another flower.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina roars with laughter at the sight of Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice 'I call it the 'Death Blossom'. The world's first Lich Flower.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote spins on Proserpina
> Garenth spins on Proserpina
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam coughs a few times.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say And you!
> You say 'And you!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Lady of Mercy, you'd done well.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say You will stop antagonizing them.
> You say 'You will stop antagonizing them.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina winks suggestively at you.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> eyebrow zeruel
> You raise your eyebrow at Zeruel.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Lich...flower...?
> You say 'Lich...flower...?'
> Zeruel beams a sickeningly scary smile.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam speaks briefly in his normal voice, before he can finally lower it back down to a sort of dwarven rasp.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice, brimming with pride 'Isn't it just hideous?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Umm...aye.
> You say 'Umm...aye.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Mad with...er, Mah wit rage?! Bloody brigh ya are lad, of course I'm bloody enraged!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina narrows her eyes at Zeruel.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel whispers in a raspy voice, brimming with pride 'Here, watch as it sucks the life from this rodent.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say You will all stop provoking each other you will spend the next age sitting in your temples thinking about what you did!
> You say 'You will all stop provoking each other you will spend the next age sitting in your temples thinking about what you did!'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote struggles to acentuate each word.
> Garenth struggles to acentuate each word.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'I...I think thats a good line to cut on'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam nods at you in agreement.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel dangles an imaginary rat over the imaginary lich-flower.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam doubles over briefly, trying to normalize his breathing.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel chuckles politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'Well done, all'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I did na'mean ta'kick ye so hard.
> You say 'I did na'mean ta'kick ye so hard.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel stops using the Cloak of Death.
> Zeruel wears a shaman's robe about his body.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina lunges toward Zeruel and grabs the imaginary rodent.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric uncloaks his presence.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> wince arvam
> You look at Arvam and wince at his remark.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Hey Gar...Garenth...you shoulda tried to..'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel blinks innocently.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'quite entertaining I must admit'
> Proserpina winces in agony.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Ummm...
> You say 'Ummm...'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> bow selric
>
> Selric smiles happily.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> You bow before him.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam wheezes again.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Greetin's.
> You say 'Greetin's.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina coughs loudly.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'well met'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Oh...hey there Lord Selric'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Excuse us, Lord.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'not at all'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam forces himself to stand upright, wincing somewhat.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'I thought it remarkably funny'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I be glad ye enjoyed tha'show m'Lord, we didna'mean any disrespect.
> You say 'I be glad ye enjoyed tha'show m'Lord, we didna'mean any disrespect.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel chuckles nervously.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel utters the words, 'oculoinfra uizug'.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric whispers 'Zeruel...I won't tell the Father of Devils about the lich flower though'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel coughs loudly.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel says 'Ah, thank you, yes'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Uhm, er...glad ya liked it there'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> emote throws a sideways glance at Arvam.
> Garenth throws a sideways glance at Arvam.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> The animation leaves Proserpina's body.
> The animation returns to Proserpina's body.
> <859hp 782m 634mv> l selric
> A rather tall half-elf, dressed in very soft, yet simple leathers,
> sandy-brown hair curls down to his shoulders, neatly framing his
> handsome face. Deep, dark, blue eyes peer out from his young face,
> calmly gazing out on the world around him. A tangible feeling of
> calm and peace radiates from this seemingly young man, just as light
> seems to radiate from his flowing white cloak. As he turns his gaze
> to meet yours, you stare into his deep blue eyes, that seem to hold
> wisdom, the kind only learned through more years than a mere mortal
> could ever dream of living. As he speaks, his soft gentle voice calms
> you. Never before have you felt such deep tranquility, and with an
> almost fatherly smile from Selric, you realise that he is the source
> of this deep calm. Slowly you begin to understand the power of peace.
> Selric, a male half-elf, is in perfect health.
>
> Selric is using:
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> You are hungry.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina blushes.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> op pouch
>
> Arvam nudges Garenth sharply with his elbow.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> It's already open.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'oh come now, if the gods got all bent out of shape everytime someone mimiced or mocked'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel looks at Selric.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> get all pouch
> I see nothing in the pouch.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'we'd be quite out of shape'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> close pouch
> Ok.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> op pouch
> Ok.
> A sweet aroma wafts across your nose as you open the pouch of nourishment.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> chuck
> You chuckle politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> get all pouch
> You get a bowl of thick beef stew from the pouch of nourishment.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'besides...humor is humor, on any level'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> eat stew
> You eat a bowl of thick beef stew.
> You are full.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina chuckles softly.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> close pouch
> Ok.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I canna' argue with that.
> You say 'I canna' argue with that.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> where
> People near you:
> (PK) Proserpina Before the Stage of Fools
> (PK) Selric Before the Stage of Fools
> (PK) Garenth Before the Stage of Fools
> (PK) Arvam Before the Stage of Fools
> (PK) Zeruel Before the Stage of Fools
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric chuckles politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel nods.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> whoi sel
> [58 H-Elf SUP] (PK) [DAWN] Selric Sollis, the Life Bringer
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina covers her mouth, muffling a laugh.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Did ye catch tha'entire show?
> You say 'Did ye catch tha'entire show?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'a good bit of it'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> blush
> Your cheeks are burning.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I know a'do a'poor impersonation of Lady Bria.
>
> Selric says 'though I must admit...noone thought to bring sundrops'
> You say 'I know a'do a'poor impersonation of Lady Bria.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric looks at Garenth for a moment.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'it's the beard I think'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina smiles at you.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Sundrops....er, huh'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> chuck
> You chuckle politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam looks at you.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> help selric
> SELRIC 'MARK OF THE OPEN HAND' 'OPEN HAND' 'KARA CHAL'
> Those who bear the mark of the open hand have dedicated themselves to the
> gentler arts of healing, and peace. The followers of Selric believe that the
> only true enemy to Thera is disease, and will stop at nothing to end a
> plague. Though peace loving, and generally non aggressive in
> nature...followers of Selric are not foolish enough to think that all of
> Thera believes as they do, and will defend themselves if attacked.
> Followers of Selric are generally humble, and willing to help those who
> need aid. Abusing their gentle natures is not recommended, as it is rumored
> that dreadful things happen to those who persecute and mock the gentle
> natures of Selric's followers.
> Any who do not walk in the darkness that are willing to spread the words
> of the 'Kara Chal' (the holy text of the Open Hand) should seek to find the
> island shrine of Selric. Priests of the Kara Chal, draw from the spheres of
> Healing, Peace, and Protection.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> wear axe
> You wield Durin's Axe.
> Your pulse races as you are consumed by rage!
> Durin's Axe feels like a part of you!
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'never heard of sundrops Arvam?'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam scratches behind his neck, looking sheepish.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'also called sunlight drops'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric chuckles politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam says 'Well...er..'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina shakes her head.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina says 'Nor have I heard of those.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Feystrim gallantly tips his hat.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say I canna' stand here an'pretend ta'either.
> You say 'I canna' stand here an'pretend ta'either.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> A soft golden light spread through the air as Selric opens his hand.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> tip feystrim
> You tip your hat to Feystrim.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Small yellow flowers, with tiny petals sit there.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Feystrim bows before Selric.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric nods at Feystrim.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel chuckles politely.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'these are sunlight drops'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Arvam looks at Selric.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> say Ahh.
> You say 'Ahh.'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina smiles at the canopy of golden light that's suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> l
> Before the Stage of Fools
> A short stage rises up about three feet off of the floor. Small tables lie
> all about its foot facing it. Against the eastern wall are all sorts of
> banners and large paintings of various backgrounds. Paintings of a city,
> of a dark forest and of wide open plains can all be seen. A barrel full of
> props sits stuffed in the stage's corner. Spilled and broken mugs are strewn
> about the stage as people usher off a bad performer. The crowd seems lively
> here but respectful of the efforts of the entertainers. Small candles line the
> foot of the stage where more then one careless bard has caught his cloak
> on fire much to the crowd’s pleasure.
>
> [Exits: north south west]
> Feystrim the felar is here.
> A peaceful looking half-elf stands here, bathed in a soft golden light.
> Arvam the arial is here.
> Zeruel the human is here.
> Proserpina the elf is here.
> A stout dwarf bouncer hefts his cudgel and looks for trouble.
> A fool tumbles around the stage throwing balls at random.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'they grow on my island, and the more I dig into the matter'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'I think I may have created them'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Feystrim's hunger injures him.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Feystrim leaves west.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> smile selric
>
> Arvam says 'Hey...now those are a sight really'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> You smile at him.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Selric says 'since I've only found them there'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Zeruel nods.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
> Proserpina beams a smile at Selric.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> close pouch
>
> Selric says 'wonderful for fighting disease'
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv> It's already closed.
>
> <859hp 782m 634mv>
>
>
>
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