Post/Author/DateTime	Post
Silmarien Aldalome 06-26-03, 04:42 AM	Greetings - Being of the Great Multiverse - Be Welcome Here.. Ooc: when I use italics I'm 'in game'. Ooc can be assumed other times - except on this first post. Also, this is a DM-ed Thread! DM-standards are at the end of the first post It's a Day of Celebration for the Peredhil - where homage is paid to Rh'iel the Goddess as the Half-Elves recount the Beginning-Beyond-Time. Do not despair Grimclaw - ever Gifts of Generosity are Rewarded - this is the Natural Lore of the meta-planes and is Lore in the Space betwixt words. Silmarien strikes the metal shod of her smooth, runed Staff onto the ground. She is instanly immolated in the familiar transluscent Azure of the Peredhil Elf-Verse. Her voice is immediately transformed into resonant waves of the Plural Voice of Elvendom where no one is greater than the Other. The Voice of the ManyInOne - a melodic Chorus where the fusion of Dweomer and Song is the Great Interweave.....just so is the Incantation. She looks straight at you - now - and her eyes flash with incarnadine Dweomer - blue radiance. "You Belong Here" she says to you "It is Time - Come." Her words resonate throughout Time and Space in penetrating waves. There is an urgency to her demeanour behind the smiling eyes. "You are Summoned to the One Land - where Elf-Bane and Earth-Bane would Rend the World. There is little time - 'ere the Dark Lord begins the Ruination. A great melding of The Auras begins as each Half-Elf greets the other with smiling eyes, and Elf-Verse. Time & Space - in Nexus with This Ever Bending - never Ending The Peredhil Halls - Enjoined Belonging In Being Now - the Sudden Melding Ooc: Peredhil is Elven for Half-Elf This Thread was inspired by a wonderful inter-Racial confluence in another Thread in another Place and Time. We also need volunteers for baddies! Baddies are important in good stories. Baddies who have their own threads (e.g. a 'Sauronic'/demonic Thread). An Interlace Game requires multiple threads - where there can be multiple presences in multiple places. But it is also clear which threads are part of an Overall Game. Each individual Thread is like a 'Home Base' for one arm of an Overarching Story that is contributed to by people posting to *individual* or *multiple* threads. You don't need to be half-elven to be part of Our Halls ..Silmarien stares at you again, her concentration piercing the veils of your persona - and she says to you "Ai! You shall rest here amongst us only if you endure the Piercing. For, those whose Hearts are Light welcome yet more Light, and those whose hearts are Dark, will Strike Us" Rules for members: 1. Please say mean things! But, when you do/say, make sure it's in the Role-Playing Voice (RPV) 2. ...but please don't use RPV to 'get personal' with the 'real' person behind the voice.... 3. Add a smily to help us remember why you're really likeable and welcomed and why we'd be mad to exclude you :bow: e.g. Beware Elf-Bane - lest we smite you with Elf-Verse ie. Welcome Tenzhi! 4. It's all for fun 5. Remember to 'forget' insults - and most importantly 6. ENJOY yourself. Inspire us. ------------------------------------------------- DM-ing Standards 1. If I am not involved in the Melee, and you are an Attacker - You get one full round attack only on Thread Owner - then a. Time Freezes until DM Returns. This is called my Right of Reply Request (RRR). b. Non-enemies may continue to post, but only at Attackers IF they are present!!!!! (gives baddies a real chance) :) 2. If I AM on-line, you may launch multiple posts if you are an enemy. If it gets too messy, then, I will temporarily HALT PLAY until a ruling is made. These two things are called an On-Line request (OLR). 3. I may completely freeze all enemy assaults into the Thread, if I need to do stuff in the *real world*. This is called DD mode (Defender Defined). 4. Attackers & defenders you can't REVISE OLD ATTACK POSTS!!!!!!!! Editing is OK when we are not in melee. 5. All Allies Have REAL Power Here over the Narrative!!!! When I am OUT - ANY ALLY IN MY HALLS MAY DM when I am NOT here. If any two of you e.g. Zollex/Deepwood/Ocry/Tanrinia/Tigernach/JoyLynn are all here, post an OoC note to alert all present who is Acting DM. Mighty DM - you have EXECUTIVE control over the Story, when I am not here. When NO DM is present - points 1 - 4 apply apply. To the 'Baddies' remember, you are the Attacker in Half-Elven lands here - so your monsters are outsiders. And I am DM here - when necessary. Guidelines only necessary if thread gets "messy". The Limits of Guidelines 1. They only operate on this thread. 2. Deepwood, Kevmann, Grimclaw have Executive Function on their threads. As does any Thread Owner. These rules will make the game more thrilling, because there is a real chance of success versus failure for both defenders and attackers. ........hard coded, Read Only Memory (ROM), embed an outcome in stone. It ALSO GIVES BADDIES LIMITED ACCESS TO THIS THREAD! L-I-M-I-T-E-D.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-26-03, 05:42 AM	The story so far: The Human Usurper orchestrated a coo against Grimclaw - the True First of the Humans. *First the Usurper visited Elven and Dwarven lands* *stirred up old wounds in the memories of Elves and Dwarves.* *There were voices of dissent, cries for vengeance, and old injuries reopened.* *The Mighty Deepwood, Master of the Elves, expelled the Userper from Elven halls, and restored troubled peace.* *Zollex Half-Elven - seeming to turn traitor - changed sides to join the Userper.* *There is a convergence on the Usurpers Lands - the Peredhil are there, with the Orcs, Elves and Humans - where there is an exchange of such force, that the very firmament of the All is altered.... *Silmarien expels Zollex from the Half-Elven Halls with the mighty Elf-Verse* *Rh'iel, our Goddess sends prescient sending to Silmarien - Zollex is planning treachery on the Userper* *Zollex's deception works - The Userper is temporarily defeated by mighty Dweomer* *Silmarien offers Gift of Cleansing to the Elves - two saplings, one glows golden, one silver - Gifts of Corellan and Rh'iel.* *The Confrontation moves to The Planes...Here
Silmarien Aldalome 06-28-03, 12:44 AM	- the peredhil reappear having just been confronted by Kevmann and Riggoras at the One Land epicentre. They were forced to flee from Kevmann's radiant Darkness. The time for confrontation is yet far away. Instead, the Half-Elven and their allies, enter the Council Chambers of the Peredhil Halls - beautifully ornate stone carvings, with warm Azure luminsecence from the Staffs of the Half-Elves. Silmarien raises a hand "...A Day of Great Darkness has befallen us. Verily, the Disturbance in the Interweave has been felt, and thence, the Ancient Enemy has reappeared. The Prophesies speak Now, and it has befallen upon us to give our Aid. ....the Half-Elves begin a lengthy discussion....and begin a great Work. It is a labour of preparation - and an Immersion into The Weave....
Silmarien Aldalome 06-28-03, 10:40 PM	Welcome Tanrinia....I see thou hast found the sanctity of Privacy in our Halls to discuss this dire matter..... ((to sil)) [I] What concern is this of ours? What have the elves or humans ever done for us? Where were they when we were shunned and exiled from our homes? I say let them fight it out... what would you will for Us in our Halls True Heart?
Tanrinia 06-30-03, 04:07 PM	OOC: (( okay, i'm having trouble following which thread is where and which one i'm supposed to be in...)) Sil...I mean no disrespect to you or the others. However, I bear no love for either of my ancestry. I will protect the forest with my life, if necessary, as all rangers would do.
Silmarien Aldalome 06-30-03, 10:29 PM	Originally posted by Tanrinia OOC: (( okay, i'm having trouble following which thread is where and which one i'm supposed to be in...)) OoC - no worry Tan - OK: you know how we have the Human Foundation, the Dwarf, Elf, Half-Elf and Orc foundations (as different threads) at the Races place - well, same idea here at The Planes.....one thread for each component of the One Land.....(for Role-Playing Voice - if we over role-play at Races - we get our threads nerfed by the moderators there) While the game epicentre is Grimclaw's, >HERE (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=48404)< where I am typing right now as you read - is where we Half-Elves meet to discuss between ourselves things such as our role in the conflict, what Half-Elves are and aren't prepared to do......these are our Halls at the Planes....the Battle Field is in the HTML link above.... ...and....Maybe our halls will be assaulted by Kevmann....maybe another surprise. :cool: Sil...I mean no disrespect to you or the others. However, I bear no love for either of my ancestry. I will protect the forest with my life, if necessary, as all rangers would do. No disrepect taken, good comrade, although it grieves me to see you sundered from your kin so. The Forest needs thee - and its Spirit knows your Intention. ...the fires are lit at Peredhil Halls and the Half-Elves gather, slowly as it becomes clear that the Land is under assault by humans with naught but their will for violence against Nature. A kind of hatred for Life, and borne of pure narcissism. Silmarien's face is grim with worry and conveys an urgency to you without words. She is still immersed in Radiant Azure - and her eyes flare with Azure radiance - as she channels the Elf-Verse into messages far away. New arrivals through the portal are coming every day, and both Silmarien and Kevmann strive to engage them with divergent purpose. Silmarien is projecting the Elf-Verse to Arrivals as melodic cadences and Song - as they step through the Portal - to embalm them with the Land's Life Force. While Kevmann tries to seduce and purvert. This striving is a great labour, and taxes Silmarien greatly. She rescinds the Elf-Verse momentarily...and then she gestures for the Half-Elves to sit themselves around the Table...for a great Council is begun. The Halls of the Half-Elves are beautifully adorned with Nature's Life. Green is everywhere - the viriditas of Life, and stone, earthernware or wood is the only materials used to decorate. The Halls are set amidst a magnificent living Forest, and the Forest's Custodian is an Interdict to marauders. "What should we do about these Human Marauders?" she begins. "For it is not right that I should speak on behalf of all the Half-Elves without hearing Each of Your Will's. But know this, the Ancient Prophesy is upon us" *opens ancient Tome decorated with Silver and Azure* "The Book of the Ancient Custodians has long lined our shelves, and collected dust. Grim is the Day that I must read of it".... *opens book to marked section* It reads Law of Dimensions The Space Between Worlds It has been Broken The Portal Opened Unlife Becomes - Intrudes - Distends But also In - the True-Heart Kin Silmarien's face looks suddenly tortured - Kevmann is Guided by a Feller force and this force has created a Gate into our world. We are in great danger. Know any of ye Half-Elves the Council Begins....
Silmarien Aldalome 06-30-03, 10:51 PM	Welcome Orcy - Tan and you are the first two to find Our Halls.... Be welcome Wondrous Green Creature....Our Halls are succour for thee...
Tigernach 07-01-03, 12:38 AM	Greeting to all who dwell in these Halls! I guess this is the place for me to come to when I escape from the evil that dwells in the Oneland. I have framed the following piece in a way in which I can hopefully get a rundown of the events...I think I may be a little out of the loop!!! Sil, this one is for you....have a look at the Oneland thread to see how I got here. Thanks for pointing me here! Tigernach arrives with eyes blazing and face flustered as she has been tracking and concentrating on the voice of one who sent her a flare of warning whilst in the presence of one named Kevman in the Oneland. She does not understand why she has been summoned but she trusted the messages of fealty from an entity named Silmarien, who bespoke of her ancient kindred. She is alone and there is nobody to greet her upon her arrival, and a wave of distrust and rage seizes her and she cries in angst for her journey has been long and she still bore the memory of the noisome evil she first encontered upon her arrival, "Is this a trap to lure one who longs for home and peace? Speak and show yourself, for I am Tigernach, distant kin of Elros and keeper of the secrets of Varda. In the name of Elbereth I beseech your presence and answers of you!!" Cheers! Tigernach
Silmarien Aldalome 07-01-03, 12:50 AM	Originally posted by Tigernach Tigernach arrives with eyes blazing and face flustered as she has been tracking and concentrating on the voice of one who sent her a flare of warning whilst in the presence of one named Kevman in the Oneland. She does not understand why she has been summoned but she trusted the messages of fealty from an entity named Silmarien, who bespoke of her ancient kindred. She is alone and there is nobody to greet her upon her arrival, and a wave of distrust and rage seizes her and she cries in angst for her journey has been long and she still bore the memory of the noisome evil she first encontered upon her arrival, "Is this a trap to lure one who longs for home and peace? Speak and show yourself, for I am Tigernach, distant kin of Elros and keeper of the secrets of Varda. In the name of Elbereth I beseech your presence and answers of you!!" Silmarien senses a disdending of the Elf-Verse.....this cannot be! her eyes widen and shine with happiness, wonder and awe. ...My Kinsman has found me! Across both Time and Space - I sense another here amongst us who is of the Line of Elros! Silmarien rises from the Council Table and rushes out to where she senses another Arrival into the Succour of the Forest. Before her stands the poised and mighty Tigernach - Numenorean eyes ablaze, piercing all shadow. Silmarien bursts into unrestrained tears ...mayhap there is Hope for all the Living - for the Prophesies speak that "where Two of the Line of Elros Stand as One - Thence shall a Way be Found - and One shall be More Human than Elven, and the Second more Elven than Human. So shall the Gift of Men be by way of Freedom - for the Fate of Men is not bound to the Oneland...".... Silmarien then bows very low :bow: before Tigernach "I see that thine eyes shine with some blood of the Eldar. Come, then - thou hast found Solace Here - if thou cometh with none of thine own. Within sits Great Tanrinia, and The Green Wonder mayahap soon to Arrive. Great Tidings this day." Silmarien strikes her staff's heel on the floor, and a thunderclap resounds throughout the forest, accompanied by a burst of Azure that lights up the night skies.
Tanrinia 07-01-03, 09:14 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome No disrepect taken, good comrade, although it grieves me to see you sundered from your kin so. The Forest needs thee - and its Spirit knows your Intention. [/B] tanrinia sees the impending destruction of the land by kevmann's masses, and feels a great sorrow...but also a great anger... ((ooc: she's a red-head, after all)) while the halves of my lineage have rejected me, the forest and the land have always accepted me. ehlonna herself has made me guardian. you will have my arrows (blessed by ehlonna to be ever-true) and my blade. How should we begin?
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-01-03, 10:57 PM	The Green Wonder appears thanks to the elven magic left for him. He looks around taking in the sights before getting to business. You have invited me to your halls and I come, what is it you wish to speak of? I am very busy, so we must make this short if it is possible. There is much preperation to be done while Kevmann awaits his peoples growth. My brothers and sisters have already built up a fortress within the mountain. This is guarded by the Eye Von Drache, a powerful spell crafted by a man I consider to be my brother. Now, enough talk of my works, what is it you wished to speak about?
Silmarien Aldalome 07-01-03, 11:48 PM	Silmarien stares about the Coucil Chambers - her eyes radiate gratitude to the Newcomers. Her demeanour is solemn, but poised and resolute. Her Staff's aura merely a gentle radiance. She looks exhaused, from the Exertion and Extension of the Elf-Verse so far afield. But she still smiles warmly to all the Stalwarts around her. There stands Tanrinia, her Ranger's stance radiates purpose, power and sadness, Tigernach radiates Grace and power also, her Numenorean heritage a very inspiration to all those of the Council. And Orcy's Green Luminescence resonates with the Blue of the Elf Verse. At the mingling of lights, there is the emergent Golden Radiance and promise of the sunrise. "...great thine hearts, and generous beyond count. My gratitude to you for the Coming. The Law of Dimensions has been Broken. The consequences to Our Land are Dire - for in walk the Usurpers unchecked and wayward in purpose. Verily my heart speaks of a fell purpose that lies beneath the seductive words of Kevmann and Roggoras. Pnatemul's stench extends and distends Nature itself. Our Land is in grave danger. The Ancient Prophesies speak of the Return of Darkness. We gather here to formulate our strategy. Before I declare mine Lore from the Ancient Tomes, I would ask of ye all - what Lore of Artifact, strategy, Nature, Deity, Dweomer dost thou hold that would avail us.... This Council is for the pooling of this Lore - that we may assail or repel or at the very least, gain a reprieve from the Usurper A fresh breeze blows through the Peredhil Halls....as the Council Members formulate and discuss.......who shall speak first?
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-04-03, 09:49 PM	The encanted door to the halls of Peredhil swing open, the breeze to snuff a candle by the door. In strides Deepwood Elven Archer, his soft leather boots caked in mud. He looks dirty and tired and he staggers to Sil. I have come at last, my lady. I have travelled many a long mile to your halls for I seek the wisdom of your council. He takes a seat beside Orcy, and stares up at Sil, waiting fo rthe loremaster to speak.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-04-03, 10:37 PM	Silmarien espies the Great Elf - Dark hair and golden Bow. But, the Elf-Liege has a message it would seem - and deeply moved is Silmarien for this visitation. So much so, that all the Perdhil fall on their knees, with visible relief and also great joy on their faces. "Great Deepwood - Elven Liege - a Great Honour you bestow - and grief that The Land's Great Need would have us meet on such terms. For all about the OneLand there is a gathering Darkness. The Vile Pnatemul - Ancient Citadel of Darkness has returned out of the Legends of Ancient Millenia. The Land Fears and Grieves. The Lattices of Unspace in the Void Between Verse is Unstead and sometimes Wayward. But we Hold!" A tear spills down her cheek. Great is the City of Formeno Naure - and many are the Elves there. COME :bow: Take Council with us - she sees the Artifact by his side - the Human Bane, and is filled with both great Hope and Sadness - for, while Silmarien recognises the need for Banes that would Dispel Darkness, she is also greatly grieved that there is a need for them in the first place. The Peredhil Enjoin in a Welcoming Verse Great Elf of Nature And Song of Life In Elven Halls So Green and Tall The Elven Eyes So Filled with Light Gil-Galad's Stars Come Down to Earth We Welcome Thee Great Elven Liege Bestow A Gift Of Sustenance The Perdhil bring forth the Two Trees of Gold and Silver. "Deepwood" Silmarien's demeanour suddenly shifts to urgency - eyes focus, and jaw tightens. "The Half-Elves would bestow these Trees to the Elves of Formeno Naure. It is better that the Holy Trees go to Elven Lands. Kevmann seeks a leaf from each tree. Mayhap to purvert the Trees Essences. For these Trees are the Heart and Life of Our Land. While they live, we will not be defeated. But, Elven Magics are more sustaining. Mine power is often wayward, or fierce - and this power is needed on the battle field. I am ashamed that the Trees would have to see such violence, and Formeno Naure is far away. I have mastered the Peredhil Verse sufficiently, to be able to transport us immediately to Formeno Naure. And thence, mayhap we can convene a Council there, after we are done in Council Here. An interdict would be my magics to protect the Trees in the forested Elf City. I can extend the Elf-Verse over great distances - sometimes - when the need is dire. Much information is this here....what wisdom would you bestow? :bow:
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-04-03, 10:45 PM	Milady, I know little of these trees and less about Kevmann's vile plans for them, but I refuse to stand by and watch those plans unfold. I am not one for bloodshed, it is true, yet, I would raise the bloody sword of war if it comes to that. Let us hope it does not. For know, we will keep the trees together. It is safer that way. I shall call my elven forces to me, in case Kevmann plans to take them by force. Do you think the halls are defendable, milady?
Silmarien Aldalome 07-04-03, 11:21 PM	OoC: Tigernach is away until late next week (on Uni expedition - sends her greetings, and looks forward to next installments). *gets out ancient Tome* Scribed with Mithril in beautiful Elvish Script. The Tome is nigh 10,000 years old, and preserved by some Dweomer as ancient as anything that is made by Elf. *Opens volume. Greenbound Leather, turns to reveal the Tome's contents.* *You can see that it is written in some ancient mode of Elvish, but is still understandable, but there are difficulties with some of the words.* The folds of Silmarien's Silver and Green Runed Blue Cloak fall gently on the Tome. She flicks through pages intently, deeply focussed, and then looks up....quoting "....The Two Trees of The Land: In the Time Before The Coming, the Elves were Custodians and Rulers of all of The OneLand. For hundreds of Millenia, there was Eternal Peace, and Great Beauty. The Elves - masters of the Great Weave, the Mythal Song, brought Life and Magic to all that was on Earth..... During this time, the Elves were bespoken to by Corellan Lorethian, in the time before the Splitting of the Kindreds - when Llolth was Corellan's friend, and when Drow were not yet evil. The Elven Deity then Inspired the Elves to a great work, such as has not been seen on the Earth since that dau, and most say, never shall be seen again. There was born then Elmacar, Greatest of the Elves on the Earth, whose Eyes shone brighter than any of his kin, and whose radiance was unsullied. He looked into the Heavens, and there he saw Starlight - that reflected in his eyes and stirred him to deep and unfathomable wonder. Thence he bespied the Sun and the Moon - and Mithril. The Earth Sang to Him. Corellan came to Him. The Muses Inspired Him. And Lo! The Great Elf Dweomer erupted from his being in potency never known before. Long he sang, in the ancient Great Forest - and Long was His Song. The Elven People enjoined the Singing. The Elf Verse was thence amplified beyond all knowing. And from the ground, sprang two Saplings. One with Leaves of Light Green that radiated Golden light, and the other with leaves of Dark Green, and which radiated with the Silver of Moon and Star. And both with smooth silver bark. The Trees are link the Life force to the Earth. They are the Holy embodiment and focus of the Land's Energy. Their very being sustains and supports Lore. Without the Trees, there can be no Life...." Silmarien looks up again. "Deepwood - it also says in this Tome that One Shall come bearing a Golden Bow. He shall be thence known as the Descendent of Elmacar. You are the Rightful Custodian of the Trees."
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-04-03, 11:40 PM	Am I truly? How can this be..I...I...there is no time for amzement now. With our strike upon the humans, we have undoubtably angered them. We must prepare to defend the trees. I shall call the elves to me. The elven armies should be able to hold back the armies of the men for a little while, yet, I doubt for long. I fear that lackey Riggoras is setting a trap, but I have no bais to base my claims on. Only intinct. But it was instict that saved my people long ago, and now, let it save them again. I ask you again, Sil, are these halls defenable?
Silmarien Aldalome 07-04-03, 11:55 PM	Originally posted by DeepwoodElvenArcher Am I truly? How can this be..I...I...there is no time for amzement now. With our strike upon the humans, we have undoubtably angered them. We must prepare to defend the trees. I shall call the elves to me. The elven armies should be able to hold back the armies of the men for a little while, yet, I doubt for long. I fear that lackey Riggoras is setting a trap, but I have no bais to base my claims on. Only intinct. But it was instict that saved my people long ago, and now, let it save them again. I ask you again, Sil, are these halls defenable? ..Silmarien and the Peredhil are deeply moved by Deepwood's humility. Silmarien bows her head in shame - for to her, the Elven sensibility is more nurturing, less fiery and less driven by Power. Silmarien sometimes fears herself - her human side. "Deepwood - When our Council is done, I can use the Peredhil Verse to Transport you back to The Forest City of the Elven Formeno Naure...by your leave....or do you have another purpose. :bow: The Elves must be gathered/summoned. Rightly you speak that news must be taken to Elven Lands...." OoC: Do you want to start the One Land's Northern Flame Thread...(Formeno Naure).....there's a description of it at the here above or at OneLand epicentre? The Peredhil summon food and wine - as knowledge of Deepwood's ancient legacy sinks in... PS - anything you wanna add/change - :bow: can easily be done. It's everyone's story....
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-05-03, 12:02 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome ..Silmarien and the Peredhil are deeply moved by Deepwood's humility. Silmarien bows her head in shame - for to her, the Elven sensibility is more nurturing, less fiery and less driven by Power. Silmarien sometimes fears herself - her human side. "Deepwood - When our Council is done, I can use the Peredhil Verse to Transport you back to The Forest City of the Elven Formeno Naure...by your leave....or do you have another purpose. :bow: The Elves must be gathered/summoned. Rightly you speak that news must be taken to Elven Lands...." OoC: Do you want to start the One Land's Northern Flame Thread...(Formeno Naure).....there's a description of it at the here above or at OneLand epicentre? The Peredhil summon food and wine - as knowledge of Deepwood's ancient legacy sinks in... PS - anything you wanna add/change - :bow: can easily be done. It's everyone's story.... OOC: You mean make a thread for the elven halls of Formeno Nature? Another question: If this does come to war, are we going to actually play it out, dice style, or shall we simply make it up as it goes? Milady, you speak as though I am to leave your side. This is something I shall not do. Deepwood drops to one knee, and grasps Sils hand. I will protect you, lady, either here, or in elven halls. I shall not leave you here to be swalloed by Kevmann's army. For you must realize, Sil, that he is coming. He needs those tree leaves. There is some black magic at work here and it is far beyond my comprehension. I simply know that he will stp at nothing to retrieve these leaves at these halls will be the first place he strikes. You must either away with my to my fortress, or stay here and fall beside me. Make your choice, but either way, I stay with you.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-05-03, 12:07 AM	Deepwood turns to Orcy My friend, I know we have not always been on good terms with each other, yet now, when dire peril rides to our gates, will you draw swords with me? Will you ride beside in war, and to the defeat of Kevmann so that we may see a brighter day?
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 12:39 AM	Deepwood's words evoke tears in all the Peredhil - men and women alike are all deeply moved by this affirmation of fidelity. "Deepwood - the Formeno Naúrë(OoC=Elven for "Northern+Flame") lies many hundreds of leagues to the North in the Great Forest and at the feet of the Northern Mountains - the Ephel Formeno. The Peredhil Verse will keep us side by side. (OoC: i.e. posts into the Elf-City) ...and I can summon the Elf-Verse to transport myself into the Elf City at least once per day. Great Rh'iel permits this. (OoC: I.e. ensure thread's survival - and I've just re-posted a vision of the Elf City at the OneLand epicentre....seven towers - seven colours..... "Prismatic Power") Ever shall we make and Keep Council - and ever near in heart and purpose :bow: Great Descendent of Elmacar - Great is your Heart. But, great Elf - tarry here a while - and partake of Miruvor and let us hear what Orcy and the others would bespeak....mayhap they know of more Dweomers to aid in our struggle. OoC: Re, dice = FANTASTIC idea! An encounter may take a while/days but that just makes it a better cliff-hanger....the idea needs to be posted at game epicentre...... cheers silmarien
Tigernoch 07-05-03, 01:30 AM	{A wind blows this night in the forest and all is quiet. Sil sits on her chair, meditating, as do the other elves stationed here. Suddenly, there is a comotion heard outside, and a knocking at the door. Sil and the other elves come out of meditation, and Sil looks to see Tigernoch standing infront of the great hall, her great animal standing next to her.} Sil, quicly, there is a darkness in the forest tonight, and my blood is cold, and I fear that the black ones may be trying to attack! Wake the guards, and let me in, we need to speak of the defenses of the forest immediatly, he attacked sooner then what we had expected! We must hurry!!!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 03:39 AM	To Deepwood: OoC we got Scrying Device working - I sprung a plot at The Dark Citadel - Am gunna Gate you & trees to Formeno Naúrë - i.e. Elf-Thread - and then step back through Gate before it closes. Silmarien is deeply moved by Deepwood's pledge. Her face shines with hope and her eyes are brimmed with tears. The Light of the Trees reflects in gentle hues of gold and silver off a single tear drop. "..Deepwood - The Scrying Device has revealed that the Humans seek the Trees' Leaves for a Dire Purpose.....The Trees MUST go to the Elves - but thence - return - step back through the Gate - and together we shall face the coming Human Violence.." To Kevmann & Riggoras & Spellfire Agogo Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome [I].....I can use the Peredhil Verse to Transport you back to The Forest City of the Elven Formeno Naure...by your leave....or do you have another purpose. :bow: The Elves must be gathered/summoned. Rightly you speak that news must be taken to Elven Lands...." OoC: Note deliberate re-posting from conversation earlier today with Deepwood above.....there were actually several hours of time that passed BEFORE TigernOch arrived at H/E halls....and, NOTE - Silmarien and Deepwood (see above) discussed the strategy and the Fate of the Two Trees .....one....step....ahead....of.....you (today) (I planned this yesterday - :):). I PROMISE to be up-front about this, and PROMISE to role-play a disaster when you can think of a way to use phoney characters/strategy or otherwise (reasonable magic) to get the upper hand :bow: but, I actually really felt scared as I read about your most recent strategy - meaning, you're getting closer to doing good 'baddies' work..... :cool: :cool: And it's adding to game-excitement. FANTASTIC. Also - to be fair - if you have devised a new PrC, magic, or otherwise - make sure you post it at the Human Foundation - like I've done with the Half-Elven constructs - so that it's an *even battle*....:) Re: TigernOch - I can see you! Not trixy enough...you've triggered my intuition. You're gunna have to work harder than that :) :)....... *smiles at you with narrowed eyes....my friend - ....wait to see what I've got in stall for you guys.....when you least expect it......* *rubs hands together* OK ...much merrymaking between Elf and Half-Elf and despite the re-emergence of Darkness in the land, and despite the Dire words of Prophesy - from ancient Tome - as Rh'iel would permit it, Fate lent a helping hand to the Land's Heroes today. Silmarien's Half-Elven Prescience OoC: NOTE PRC AT HOME BASE AT HALF-ELVEN FOUNDATION: Perceive Confluence You have a kind of intuitive prescience regarding events that involve the confluence of Elves and Men. It's a kind of ability to see what the outcome will be between a coming together - whether that be between two small bands of Elves and Men, or two cities. You gain flashes of insights, clues, ideas, about what might be needed in the situation. It's like the Gather Information skill (in the mechanical sense), but adjusted to fit to the context described here. ...has been triggered today. She has had a sense of forboding and unease that began shortly after deepwood's arrival. In the midst of her merrymaking, she received flashes and experienced an inner compulsion to Protect the Two Trees. Her discourse with Deepwood - her reading from the Ancient Tome - the discovery of Deepwood's lineage as he is descended from the great Elmacar - tens of aeons ago. And it was Elmacar who begat the Two Trees, in the Great Mythal Ascention - and the Birthing of the Trees of Light from the Mythal Song of Elvendom..... OoC:...Note see Half-Elven Foundation for a description.... ...After the sharing of Miruvor - Silmarien's prescience bespake her to great urgency. *The Two Trees are In Danger* Words that propelled themselves into her consciousness from Unspace. The Half-Elven Prescience in action. The Peredhil gathered in a circle around Deepwood and The Two Trees - and melodic cadensces of Half-Elven verse are engaged. Silmarien's Rune-Cloak flares to life - and her voice becomes charged with the Potency of a Verse-Master. She is refreshed today, and her spirit renewed by kinship with Deepwood. Her voice is again transformed into PluriPotency - as the Half-Elven enjoin in Meta-Concert..... She strikes her staff's heel on the ground - Blue Dweomer erupts into incandescence, and immolates both Deepwood and the Two Trees. OoC: NOTE THE FOLLOWING TO OUR SCRYING GOOD (BAD) ENEMIES *The Trees Suffer the Touch of Silmarien's Dweomer - recognising it as Earth-Friend and Healer* The familiar roaring blue Gate opens in front of the Verse-Master - and bounded by the seven familiar Incandescent silver Runes... ...PREPARE DEEPWOOD....TO FORMENO NAURE THOU WOULDST NOW GO....ON THE MORROW SHALT WE SPEAK AGAIN....WARD WELL CUSTODIAN OF THE TREES, OUR ENEMIES ARE GETTING CLOSER....WE ARE ALL IN DANGER...TO FORMENO NAURE - AND CORELLAN'S SPEED TO THEE - ALL THE LAND DEPENDS ON THEE - FAIL US NOT..... There is lamentation in the Elf-Verse - the melding of happiness and sadness....and re-affirmation of Fidelity. Silmarien gestures and intonates in Azure incandescence The Trees of Life Both Silver and Gold Aflame with Light And Sustaining - Hold Elf King Returns His Golden Bow The Human Bane His City Calls Formeno Naúrë's Halls Forest City and Ost-In-Edhel Great Lofty Spires Tree's Rightful Home * The Gate floats on the airs - and moves towards and the over and through Deepwood and the Trees.... They are gone.... Silmarien releases the Elf-Verse....and sits in her chair by the fire - reflecing on her unease... "the forest stirs - I sense a shadow" *There is a knock on the door* "Sil, quicly, there is a darkness in the forest tonight, and my blood is cold, and I fear that the black ones may be trying to attack! Wake the guards, and let me in, we need to speak of the defenses of the forest immediatly, he attacked sooner then what we had expected! We must hurry!!!" Silmarien is alarmed - Tigernach is away on a Scouting Mission - what is she doing home so soon??? ...... OoC: NOTE - see earlier post today - I declared that Tigernach was away on a Uni trip and would be back next week - *Smiles cheesily at you* Half-Elven prescience...... *gets on knees* *says Prayer of Gratitude to Universe* OK Guys - I need to think about this one - and what I'm going to ....do.....next......signing off until new day in Oz....
Demon Lightfoot 07-05-03, 04:04 AM	A voice speaks from the depths of the shadows: ''So, these are the great Halls of the Half-Elves.'' A slim figure steps forth into the light. It is Lightfoot See the One Land thread, Page 3 for his description. ''Deepwood is quite likely correct. Whatever scheme that Kevmann and his toady have quickening is of course rooted in the blackest of black magic. Give them what they want and there will be an ending...to all of you, and your hopes and dreams.'' Most of the online RP that I've been involved in was purely for S&Gs, being a cross between free-form RP, humorous flame-wars/brinkmanship, storytelling and bull-sessions. I really don't see how it can go much beyond that. ''If they will not leave and cannot be driven off, there's not much choice; it's them or you. Ignoring their existance will only get you spitted upon pikes.''
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 04:41 AM	Originally posted by Demon Lightfoot A voice speaks from the depths of the shadows: ''So, these are the great Halls of the Half-Elves.'' A slim figure steps forth into the light. It is Lightfoot ''Deepwood is quite likely correct. Whatever scheme that Kevmann and his toady have quickening is of course rooted in the blackest of black magic. Give them what they want and there will be an ending...to all of you, and your hopes and dreams.'' ''If they will not leave and cannot be driven off, there's not much choice; it's them or you. Ignoring their existance will only get you spitted upon pikes.'' OoC: Gotcha - a quick post to acknowledge your Arrival. :bow: Outa charactor - until tomorrow in Oz - Strategising...... :) PS re: Yellow Mead (Half-Elven Halls) :rofl:
Tigernoch 07-05-03, 05:16 AM	{Tigernoch looks behind her into the far forest worriedly before looking back to Sil} I was riding to scout out the south forests near the orc terriory when I felt a palpable darkness. My kind has always had a good connection with nature, and I felt something stirring. I was being surrounded by beings that I could not understand. I used the magic of the ancient men to come quickly here to warn the elves of an attack. But please, such an attack may come soon, and I do not wish to linger here, we must speak were I am sure they can not hear.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-05-03, 11:24 AM	Thank you Tigernoch. I fear the worst. We must prepare for combat. Sil, open the gate back to my keep. I will need to bring my soldiers here. Deepwod's voice is cold and calculating.
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-05-03, 11:42 AM	I will draw swords with you. It is inevitable that we must fight Kevmann. He knows this and we know this. If you need it, I will assist you with the power of the eye. Now, I have things to attend to, if you will excuse me I must be returning to my halls. The Green Wonder stands and looks around. Which one of these things will take me back to my lands?
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 11:56 AM	Originally posted by DeepwoodElvenArcher Thank you Tigernoch. I fear the worst. We must prepare for combat. Sil, open the gate back to my keep. I will need to bring my soldiers here. Deepwod's voice is cold and calculating. Silmarien's eyes harden to resolute steel - as she summons all her Concentration. She says to Deepwood: "Where the Elves of Formeno Naure are concerned my Liege - I am yours to Command." The Gate is re-opened - beyond the roaring blue dweomer can be heard the sounds from the inhabitants of the Northern Flame. An Elven horn blares - there is the sound of Elves rising to arms - the City is in Great Haste. Silmarien Sings in lilting emphasis - Extending herself well past her normal limits. The Land's Peril is so Dire and Deepwood's sustaining presence is uplifiting. The Gift of Dual Grace: a melding of Both Elven Wisdom and Human Vitality - she finds the strength. *Riggoras/Kevmann/Spellfire Agogo - see Half-Elven Foundation under "Dual Grace"* Deepwood's Folk - and Elven Van Guard The Shining Spear - and Blazing Shield Great Emblems of the Northern Flame The Elven Voice - and Warrior's Call Corellan Stands - Rh'iel is Near Eldalie Hail! - Peredhil Shine! Ablaze with Holy Starshine Bright Our Gods they Call - Our Land Alive Their Eyes they blaze Their Faces Fell The Elven Peoples Fair and Light More Potent than the Call of Night The Gate flares yet brighter - and then widens. The Elven Horns sound. And through they Ride. The Elves in silver and green - shields shining as brightly as their eyes. Bowed, some in armour, many with swords. Amongst them are Elves adorned in the symbols that identify wielders of The Elven Verse. The Peredhil Halls fill with warriors - both men and women - with Elven locks - some with hair as dark as the night sky and with the sheen of moonlight. Others, silver haired. All with angular features - eyes, faces and ears characteristically Elven. They Charge for the Doors - and burst them open. Simarien and Deepwood are poised - Golden Bow aside to Verse-Master. The Peredhil Verse strikes Crescendo.....
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 12:02 PM	ORCY!!!!!! :cool: :cool: :cool: Originally posted by Orcy The Green Wonder I will draw swords with you. It is inevitable that we must fight Kevmann. He knows this and we know this. If you need it, I will assist you with the power of the eye. Now, I have things to attend to, if you will excuse me I must be returning to my halls. The Green Wonder stands and looks around. Which one of these things will take me back to my lands? ...amidst the clamour and calls to war - Silmarien suddenly spies a Green and Wondorous Radiance in Elven Halls.....it is Orcy - aglow in luminscence. On seeing him, Silmarien's Voice is Strengthened: her eyes shine with gratitude - and the Scrying Stone suddenly flares to Life - and bursts into Silver and Gold Radiance.....the Artifact Channels the Life of the Two Trees from the Great Northern Flame...
Kevmann 07-05-03, 02:31 PM	The doors open, and the trap is strung, for at that instant Tigernock's form changes. A form wreathed in darkness now stands at the door were Tigernock once stood. His face sheathed in darkness. Beside him were the animal once pawed at the ground now stands Riggoras, armored and ready for war. Behind them, several trees transform and take the shape of great pit fiends, each with black adamant armor and huge greatsword that flow with dark energy. Kevmann’s great booming laughter fills the room, "YOU FOOLS!" And then from him darkness pours like a torrent, as if a damn broke and the darkness flows over those who look in surprise from the open door. Those of the most power feel time slowing down as Kevmanns form seems to blur as he moves in then disappear all together. The Pit Fiends rush onto the suppressed elves gathered joining the fray. Surprise seems to be on Kevmann’s side, as some turn to see him now standing in front of the trees. The great orb which was the scrying device now is cleaved in two. The trees radiant beauty seems dimmed by the powerful darkness that exudes from him. *Orcy feels the tug of something, his great eye enchantment is under attack, and he receves a sending from his dragons that their nest has been invaded* Darkness flows over all, none can see, the light of day is gone, all is pitch as the pit fiends greatswords bite into the first ranks.
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-05-03, 03:38 PM	The green wonder looks around at the battle and smiles. Kevmann, did you really think I would leave my castle undefended. Your men are already dead. Belgor, a good freind of mine has seen to that. As a matter of fact he is Human, and quite the fighter if I may say. Now, to deal with you. The Green Wonder heads toward Kevmann, striking down pit fiends along the way with mighty sweeps of his sword. He stops about 20 feet from kevmann and smiles. Have I not told you Kevmann, beware the wonder. The Green Wonders body glows brightly and around him appears to form hundreds of half-orcs and orcs. He points his hands toward Kevmann and lets loose the blast of pure power. (Beware the Wonder ability from my Green Wonder PrC) The blast surrounds Kevmann with pure energy.
Tanrinia 07-05-03, 04:07 PM	Tanrinia stands defiant before Kevman and beside Orcy. She draws her bow, the silver on the tips of the arrows reflecting the fire light brightly. Her grey eyes grow steely... I invoke the power of Ehlonna!!! Her normally soft voice echoes with the power of the goddess, and she is imbued with a silvery aura that the pitfiends are loath to draw close to...
Kevmann 07-05-03, 04:17 PM	"MUAHAHAHA!" Kevmann screams as the energy flows tword him. His shortsword flips out, and two quick swipes sends two small leafs dancing into his hand. The energy surrounds him, but hits mist, as he appears on the other side of orcy. "Glory can be dimmed by the darkness, and can be consumed by dispare! I fear you not, orc, for one of my elite devils is worth a hundred of your kin!" He raises his hand, and sends a hundred dark bolts of energy flying at Orcy, exploding all around him, creating confusion of all who it hits.
Kevmann 07-05-03, 04:18 PM	OOC: lets let the others get here so they can take part in the battle.
Demon Lightfoot 07-05-03, 05:15 PM	Lightfoot curses in 7 languages, both Mortal and Infernal. His gunmetal eyes go white, arcane syllables spat betwixt his clenced teeth; glad he was that he'd stayed to the back of the tangle. Eldritch force shapes and forms before him, manifesting as a mighty gauntleted hand in the upright ''Halt!'' position; it rushes forth from him, and strikes Kevmann, thrusting him away from the Green Wonder and the Trees. The Beast, which had ever been by Lightfoot's side appears behind Kevmann as if through a doorway, and taking advantage of Kevmann's disorientation, snatches the Leaves from his gauntleted hand in its powerful jaws. It sheds spells like water, as it springs back to its master's side. ''Silmarien!'' Lightfoot howls through the cacophony, ''If you have a plan or Power, t'would be a damned good idea to use it now!''
Kevmann 07-05-03, 05:26 PM	The leaves in Demon Lightfoots hand disentigrate, as kevmann opens his palms and the leaves are there... "You can not take them from me now, I have called them to me." At this, he rases his hands, and grasps the large gauntleted hand. The gauntlet turns black in his grasp, and swings around to strike Demon Lightfoot. "You see, the power to corrupt is always supreme." Kevmann lifts his hand in the air, and the leaves disapear from his grasp. "They go to a safe place now, lets see what the rest of you have to offer!" OOC: Hey Demon, this is a role-playing board but not to be rude or anything but we created a rule to follow while doing the role-playing so that things do not go out of hand. Basically, you can say your characters action tword another character (IE such as "I summon a great gauntleted fist that flies at kevmann to strike him." And it is the character you do the action to who decideds what happens to their character (IE such as "Kevmann gets hit by the gauntlet in his distraction and flies backward, landing on his feet with a loud grunt.") This is just to make sure that no-one gets in any arguments about what does or does not happen. Great role-playing by the way, since this is the first full combat-type roleplaying we have done in the One Land. Oh yea, and I think that we should do this kind of "turn" based and let everyone have a chance to do something before continuing on, that way everyone gets to do something and we don't have an entire combat while someone is offline. Great work guys, lots of fun, but I am off for the night! PS Don't kill my character while I'm gone :D
Demon Lightfoot 07-05-03, 05:57 PM	Originally posted by Kevmann The leaves in Demon Lightfoots hand disentigrate, as kevmann opens his palms and the leaves are there... "You can not take them from me now, I have called them to me." At this, he rases his hands, and grasps the large gauntleted hand. The gauntlet turns black in his grasp, and swings around to strike Demon Lightfoot. "You see, the power to corrupt is always supreme." Kevmann lifts his hand in the air, and the leaves disapear from his grasp. "They go to a safe place now, lets see what the rest of you have to offer!" OOC: Hey Demon, this is a role-playing board but not to be rude or anything but we created a rule to follow while doing the role-playing so that things do not go out of hand. Basically, you can say your characters action tword another character (IE such as "I summon a great gauntleted fist that flies at kevmann to strike him." And it is the character you do the action to who decideds what happens to their character (IE such as "Kevmann gets hit by the gauntlet in his distraction and flies backward, landing on his feet with a loud grunt.") This is just to make sure that no-one gets in any arguments about what does or does not happen. Great role-playing by the way, since this is the first full combat-type roleplaying we have done in the One Land. Oh yea, and I think that we should do this kind of "turn" based and let everyone have a chance to do something before continuing on, that way everyone gets to do something and we don't have an entire combat while someone is offline. Great work guys, lots of fun, but I am off for the night! PS Don't kill my character while I'm gone :D See, this is the thing that I was concerned about; we wind up with people saying ''That didn't happen cos my character would have blahblahblah'' or powers appear apparently out of thin air to automatically counteract the previous post. It's the same thing as when little kids are playing ''Cowboys and Indians'' and one points his finger and says ''Bang! I got you'' and the other says ''Nuh-UH!'' ''Yes I did!'' ''No you never did!'' Like I said previously, I've mostly done this for S&Gs (''So-and-So pimpslaps Lightfoot''; ''Lightfoot Rochambeaus So-and-So, and runs off with his gold and his Girlfriend''; ''So-and-So was wearing a cup, and chases after them, etc.''); those times that it was reasonably serious, we had a designated impartial DM who ruled on who did what to whom and how frequently. Otherwise it runs the risk of turning into ''The Argument Clinic'', with each person automatically gainsaying what the others have stated or is just a bunch of people engaging in chest-thumping about their characters and how great their RP is on the Internet. I am sorry, but not interested. Lightfoot and his Beast vanish as the hand approaches.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-05-03, 08:10 PM	A horn sounds from the upper levels of the halls. An elven horn. Down the stairs to Kevmann's left come Deepwood, flanked and surrounded aon all side by elven archers. They lobb arrows across the room, forcing Kevmann back, but not harming him in anyway. He is hard pressed,for more elven warriors are coming down the stairs every minute, and thigs look bad for the cleric. Deepwood puts an arrow to his golden bow and points it directly at Kevmann's head. You traitorous rogue. I would not beileve such a thiong from a person so lawful as you. Ah, it matters not, for you shall be dead in moment. If this arrow does not kill you, and you slay me with your dark magic, twenty thousand more shall rise from my blood. Yes, Kevamnn, be afraid, for do you not see? My army is coming to this very spot. You chose a terrible time to attack. You are armyless, and now you must face the power of the elves alone. Prepare to die, human!"
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-05-03, 09:10 PM	The elves begin their assualt on Riggoras and the fiends as Deepwod talks to Kevmann. Arrows fly from all directions. Riggoras managed to esacpe the salvo unscathed but the elven arrows pierec the skin of the pit fiends and they hollow in pain. The arrows do little damage, but their number increases as more and more elves begin to fill the large ante-chamber.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-05-03, 11:26 PM	OoC: Nice work people. I love it. But The Threads need DM-ing. Here are the guidelines: 1. If I am not involved in the Melee, and you are an Attacker - You get one full round attack only - then a. Time Freezes until DM Returns. This is called my Right of Reply Request (RRR). b. Non-enemies may continue to post, but only at Attackers IF they are present!!!!! (gives baddies a real chance) :) 2. If I AM on-line, you may launch multiple posts if you are an enemy. If it gets too messy, then, I will temporarily HALT PLAY until a ruling is made. These two things are called an On-Line request (OLR). 3. I may completely freeze all enemy assaults into the Thread, if I need to do stuff in the *real world*. This is called DD mode (Defender Defined). 4. Attackers & defenders you can't REVISE OLD ATTACK POSTS!!!!!!!! Editing is OK when we are not in melee. 5. When I am OUT - ANY ALLY IN MY HALLS MAY DM when I am NOT here. If any two of you e.g. Zollex/Deepwood/Ocry/Tanrinia/Tigernach/JoyLynn are all here, post an OoC note to alert all present who is Acting DM. Mighty DM - you have EXECUTIVE control over the Story, when I am not here. When NO DM is present - points 1 - 4 apply apply. To the 'Baddies' remember, you are the Attacker in Half-Elven lands here - so your monsters are outsiders. And I am DM here - when necessary. Guidelines only necessary if thread gets "messy". The Limits of Guidelines 1. They only operate on this thread. 2. Deepwood, Kevmann, Grimclaw have Executive Function on their threads. As does any Thread Owner. Demon Lightfoot - saw this coming. We should pray he returns, and use his wisdom to guide us in the mean time. :bow: He has clearly been through all this before. He recommended we create some Adjudication Guidelines. These rules will make the game more thrilling, because there is a real chance of success versus failure for both defenders and attackers. ........hard coded, Read Only Memory (ROM), embed an outcome in stone. It ALSO GIVES BADDIES LIMITED ACCESS TO THIS THREAD! L-I-M-I-T-E-D. Without these standards, then everytime someone logs on, history will keep turning into Chaos. To Attackers - ROLL my Friend to Attack the Stone. Everyone - Ready - ....TAKE TWO...... *ENJOY* SOME RULES MAKE IT MORE FUN.. AGAIN THANX TO EVERYONE I LOVE YOU ALL Silmarien
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 12:14 AM	PS - Tanrinia - great to see you back - :bow: Enjoy the show and be welcome And to our lost player - Demon Lightfoot - :bow: Agreed - no Argument Clinic - hence some DM-guidelines above....and I'd be really interested to hear about any further suggestions for rules. See previous entry. :bow: Best to you - and hopefully *crosses fingers* see you soon.....
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 01:40 AM	OoC:...enacting Right of Reply NOW You get ONE FULL ROUND MELEE ATTACK on the stone - *warning* the Stone is Afire* BUT YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO DO REAL DAMAGE THAT I WILL ROLL PLAY. What is your attack mode? Role play effects, and I will roll dice here, and report outcome. AFTER ONE ACTION - you must stop. Until my next post!!!!!!! Non-offenders - post away. ......SILMARIEN IS BACK!!!!!!!! WWWWWWWAAAAAAARRRRRRRRDDDDDDDDDD Originally posted by Tanrinia Tanrinia stands defiant before Kevman and beside Orcy. She draws her bow, the silver on the tips of the arrows reflecting the fire light brightly. Her grey eyes grow steely... I invoke the power of Ehlonna!!! Her normally soft voice echoes with the power of the goddess, and she is imbued with a silvery aura that the pitfiends are loath to draw close to... *The Trees are Gone - To The Elven Citadel of Formeno Naúrë (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=55582)* OoC: check earlier posts - this happened before Assault! I cite Right of Reply (RRR) as Governing Standard. And, I will allow Kevmann to revise his assault on the stone - one full melee attack round baddies. :) Choose your constructs! "..Great Half-Elf" Silmarien cries "brave heart and ever loyal - we must HOLD!!!! Ehlonna stands next to Corellan and Rh'iel!!! WE must HOLD!!!! Silmarien's Voice is propelled to exquisite crescendo. Never before has her sensibility been so insulted by the bravado of the Demonic Presence. Verily, an intrusion past the Forest Interdicts - She strikes Staff Heel on the Floor and just before the defeaning thunderclap resounds into the aether, she embalms and protects the ears of her friends from (physical) damage with gentle Blue Light. This defeans the Attacker temporarily. Silmarien invokes the Forest Spirit - Forest Spirit - Nature's Ward Intrusion is in our Halls Assailants Nigh - Demonic Lie No Respect for Forest Life Elhonna, Rh'iel, Corellan Calls Our Life to Thee, and Heed Our Call Demonic Spawn, No match for Thee Has Inflamed our Sensibilities.... Silmarien's eyes reveal fury - all the Peredhil aflame with azure incandescence. She is apopleptic with rage. "THIS THING WILL NOT BE!" she screams - and immediately, there is a shift in the cadensces of the Elf-Verse. It is now vengeaful and angry - imbued with her Human Potency. She gestures to the Scrying Stone - it erupts into Silver and Gold Dweomer. For it is more than just a Scrying Stone. It is an artifact - and imbued with Living Energy, and with many functions. The Two Trees lend their Power, from far away Formeno Naure - OoC:(CHECK PRE-EXISTENT POST AT The Northern Flame, you will NOTE THAT I have not made this up here. I.e. A PRECEDENT EXISTS). :cool: ok - not cheating. I've been preparing this. ...The Forest Spirit is stirred - and you hear its Fury and Insult. Red eyes stare at you - they radiate the Forest's Potency - and all its hatred from millenia of marauders who maim the trees.... It sends a corruscation of Viriditas (living green) into the Pit Fiend. An incandescent fury and deadly to Devils. It Re-Iterates the Forest Interdict - and (if Silmarien's banishment is unsuccessful) will soon expels the creature from the Great Forest. The Silver and Gold radiance of the Stone immolates all the assailants. Incandescent fury as vibrant as Sun, Moon and Starlight.... Then - The Elves Attack - Deepwood's Bow Sings (I'll leave it to Deepwood to describe) and the Elven Warriors and Verse Masters Enjoin the Great Meta-Concert. Elves and Half-Elves Enjoin into Song - the First time since the Great War between Elves and The Usurper 10,000 years ago. There is an eruption of Elf Verse Marauder's Doom You Dare Intrude Then Watch Your Fate For It is Too Late Consumed Be Demon Enflamed and Ruined Bones Be Rended Mind Be Broken How Dare Demon Intrude Marauder's Doom How Dare Demon Intrude Marauder's Doom The Elf Verse sends a blinding pulse of Light into your Eyes - the Meta-Concert of Elf and Half-Elf. A burning engulfs your flesh like none you've known. Silmarien Ready's an Action - Counter Spell as per Her PrC (see Half-Elven Foundation). Forest Interdicts Restored .....EXPULSION.....after your nominated Attack Kevmann....what do you enact with your *single* initiative before you are expelled?
Kevmann 07-06-03, 06:03 AM	OOC: Look, I realy can't see how this can happen. I like realism and all, but your asking me to create a pdf of my character, and have everything pre-done before everycombat. Also, we can't just sit here and make rolls, that would take way too long. ... I don't know, we could try it, but I kind of thing this is getting way out of hand. Well, if we are going to do it this way I think that we should have a few previous rules. First, I hate to say this but no-one should have a character above 30th level. I don't know how you want this to happen... Ok, I am sure this just can't work. We are putting to much rules on something that was to be free style. I think we should just take a much simpler route, OK Listen, here is the deal. There should be one unified DM that can speak on all threads, before their DM ruling they just put "DM:". Now, any type of "talking" can be done without the DMs presence. But action can not. Here is how it goes. Step 1: The attacker describes his attack to everyone, and names the person tword whom the attack goes for. EX: "I launch a great gauntleted hand at Kevmann (Brigbies forcefull hand), trying to knock him on the ground." Step 2: The defender describes his defense to everyone. EX: "I see the huge hand fly twords me, and I try and errect a large wall of force to stop its progress" Step 3: DM rules, she examines each persons attack and defense and gauges which one would be more succesfull, and then tells them the outcome of it. SPecial Rule: A attacker is only allowed one attack, although it can be an area of effect attack. But a defender is allowed to put up multipul defenses within reason. But he must put up all these defenses in one post, with the most important first, and the DM decides which ones they have time for and which ones not. THERE, no rules, no character sheets, no excess time spent. It is just pure fun! And now to elect a nonbiased DM that can run it all. I elect Sil, you are fair and realy do wish to have a fun and balanced game like I have, I think you should be the DM for the One Land thead! Now, on to roleplaying: Kevmann looks around, the trees that he thought were their now desentegrate, they were fakes! He glances around, his pit fiends hold his own, but several seemed to be banished I will have to re-summon them later. Arrows fly all around him, the battle is not going well, and his goal is not even here. "Time to pull out, they have won the battle but they will never win the war!" At that, he runs out to mass teleport him and as many pit fiends as possible.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 07:40 AM	Kevmann's Objections in previous post have been acknowledged in revisions to rules....in thread above. and... I *want* to feel scared by putting the Stone at risk. If something terrible happens, by Dice-well so what, I'll invent another defence.....:) Up to 40th level here in our halls. Both Deepwood and I are nett 40th level. AND Silmarien can *lower* her level for your Thread's Adventures. :) At Grimclaw's, well, we can agree about that another time :) Also, now, mister, if you got the leaves - that's the end of The OneLand - you're gunna poison the earth! End of story. So, in the spirit of longevity - you musn't get *all* of what you want too soon or too easily. Note - about Uber-DM my major concern is that this may get us into trouble with Wiz_O's. If you read the Guidelines on this board - by Wiz_O's, they are explicit. So, Grimclaw is our DM for The Second Great War of the Usurper and The Elves. Compromise: Uber-Dm=yes if: 1. a player raises a *point of order* about someone's DM ruling. 2. And, the Uber Dm Rotates!!!!! We ALL Get a go. And note too, you cannot make up OneLand effects in combat. You must have a pre-existing post somewhere that loosely indicates effects in store. THERE, no rules, no character sheets, no excess time spent. It is just pure fun! OK - but! There needs to be a pre-existent post for the construct. And now to elect a nonbiased DM that can run it all. I elect Sil, you are fair and realy do wish to have a fun and balanced game like I have, I think you should be the DM for the One Land thead! :bow: I am actually deeply moved by your generosity. I knew you were really a very good person underneath your role play all along. I'm really glad to have met you, and want to share the Uber Dming with you and all the others. And I am looking forward to working with you and the others to make this the most fun in the Planes. :bow: NOTE: If you want to sacrifice the Pit Fiend - I'm giving you ONE attack on the Stones. The Pit Fiend can will get TOTALLY toasted for daring, but it might be successful - AND it can be replaced. :)
Kevmann 07-06-03, 07:54 AM	OOC: No, I still think there are too many rules. I don't like dice rolls, and of course I like it when people post the stats for their items, but it is not neccesary (it just helps the DM make thier decision). With the three step process, everything is easy. No RRR, or Olr, o whatever else. Just step one the attacker describes the attack, step two the defender descrbies the defesnes, step three the DM decides the outcome. This happens for every action in combat. If I say that I attack the scrying orb, the DM can just say "Ok, your first attack seems to crack it, but more attacks will be needed." And if he is allowed three attacks unmolested on the scrying device, then it is destroyed. It is all up to the impartial DM. I am sorry, but your system is realy good, but it has much to many rules. It realy is overly complicated, the three step porcess is easy, freestyle, requires no rolls, and is much faster!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 08:19 AM	Objections of previous post noted - I have revised Guidelines for DM-ing. Yes, I was being a bit over the top. I am happy to 'suppress' the dice function on posts (unless an individual player requests one). And use the Dice to moderate the Role-Play that I need to DM when I return. Dice are only needed sometimes. But, you won't need to roll one. You can do it different at Pnatemul - but here - I use dice to guide my decision-making. The Dice tells the Tail on our thread - sometimes. Also - note, I will have days where I am fully in DD mode (you will *NOT* be able to post here on those days at all if you are an enemy). Sometimes I am simply too busy in the real world to give the thread the time it needs. My Best to You. Silmarien
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 08:23 AM	To Kev/Rig/Spelly .....one more concession.... You may post multiply when I am not here - provided, Silmarien is not the target AND provided the things Silmarien is protecting are not the target. You may interact with Allies as much as you like. If an Ally gets angsty though, I'm gunna ZORCH you on return. Don't ruffle feathers. But, you may only attack me ONCE in melee, directly, if I am NOT here (Right of Reply cited). There - agreed. :bow: Have edited last four posts - you need to re-read my last Role Play Entry. Awaiting your Attack Mode - *remember* one full round attack ONLY before you get expelled from the Forest! OK - GO FOR IT!!! cheers sil
zollex5 07-06-03, 09:24 PM	Hi guys! I noticed you were all level 40.... I'd better catch up. Okay I've read most of the thread and the atk/def system. This seems to be a attack-stop-attack-stop and so on thing. Where are we now? A shadowy figure steps forth from the open doorway. Nobody notices him. He watches the battle analizing everyone's tactics.... By the way, I hate it when people role-play gods :mad:
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 09:52 PM	OoC: ZOLLEX!!!!!!!!!! :cool: "...Greetings Great Zollex - fairest of all the Half-Elves - Great is this Day - never shalt we submit to despair - even if the very Land be covered in Shadow - for the Half-Elven Heart cannot be destroyed, where there is one of us to Sing our Song....." A tear rolls down her cheek.....
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-06-03, 09:59 PM	The green wonder takes the Kevmann's shots dead on and charges him. Swinging his greatsword in a mighty arc at the human. The a blaze surruonds the sword, Ice flows over it and it crackles with electricity all at once, a soinc burst and acid also surround the weapon as it heads straight for Kevmann. HOOAH!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 10:27 PM	Originally posted by Orcy The Green Wonder The green wonder takes the Kevmann's shots dead on and charges him. Swinging his greatsword in a mighty arc at the human. The a blaze surruonds the sword, Ice flows over it and it crackles with electricity all at once, a soinc burst and acid also surround the weapon as it heads straight for Kevmann. HOOAH! ...Silmarien sees Orcy's Dare - her eyes widen in concern for her friend. "ORCY! BRAVEHEART!" she booms. She Extends the Elf-Verse - ready to defend Orcy....
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-06-03, 11:05 PM	OOC: uh, guys, Kevmann left. He used mass teleport to zap him and as many of his fiends as possible. Deepwood's elves move into finish off the remaing fiends, as Deepwood appraochs Sil and Orcy. "The first strokes have fallen. The war has begun!
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-06-03, 11:12 PM	Milady, I sugest we move the trees to a more defensible location. My citadel can protect them. That is, if you approve, of course.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-06-03, 11:27 PM	OoC: G'day Deepwood - cheers+ta muchly! :) Trees already at Citadel - Kevmann missed the post where Sil Gated [Trees to your Citadel before Kevmann's Assault. :cool: So, that required DM intervention (home thread Veto). I allow baddies here - limited posts (see rules for baddies on 11th post - this thread). DM re-wound Time - two Actions backwards - So that Sil could add what she did when the scuffle broke out. There's an in-role entry (long one)..... To be fair to Kevmann - I'm giving him ONE hack at the Stone here.....he's in front of you - Orcy - Tan - Sil - NOW. ....Deepwood - The Trees are at the Elven Citadel - fear not - Your Bow Your Bow - We must not allow Kevmann to destroy the Stone.... Cheers Silmarien
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-06-03, 11:57 PM	oOC: oh, okay thanks Sil. Deepwood, realizing that Kevamnn is making for the stone, spins, and fire a round of magical shafts. The humanbane arrows fly stright and true, but does Kevamnn's black armor protect him from elven arrows?
Kevmann 07-07-03, 06:41 AM	OOC: Um, I am confused, didn't I run away? OHHHH, are we re-starting this combat (From the time when I supprised you at the gate?) I am allowed an attack on the artifact? Umm, OK, let me try to re-draw the situation so that everyone knows were we stand. The doors open, and the trap is strung, for at that instant Tigernock's form changes. A form wreathed in darkness now stands at the door were Tigernock once stood. His face sheathed in darkness. Beside him were the animal once pawed at the ground now stands Riggoras, armored and ready for war. Behind them, several trees transform and take the shape of great pit fiends, each with black adamant armor and huge greatsword that flow with dark energy. Kevmann’s great booming laughter fills the room, "YOU FOOLS!" "But, were are the trees!!!" And then from him darkness pours like a torrent, as if a damn broke and the darkness flows over those who look in surprise from the open door. (This is a damning darkness spell, it does damage as well as makes a powerful supernatural darkness). Surprise seems to be on Kevmann’s side, The pit fiends form a huge wedge as they smash into the first ranks of the elves, wedging a way, heading strait for the artifact orb. Kevmann launches his first attack, as he opens his mouth and a huge, bloodcurtiling scream attacks the ears of those within the fortress! (this is a Wail of the Banshee)! RRR: The effect of advanced pit-fiends, each wearing adamantine armor, carrying an adamantine unholy greatsword each upon the awaiting elves. RRR: The effect of my extended damning darkness upon all of those within the room. RRR: Kevmanns first non-suprise round action is to cast his wail of the bashee (please remember, I am a shadow-adept with a huge focus on necromancy!)
Silmarien Aldalome 07-07-03, 07:44 AM	OoC: COOL!!!! OK all three Rights of Reply Requests RRR's are HONOURED! Effects all role-played: ....The Damning Darkness assaults EVERYONE in the Chamber - and a rending Violence emerges from the Shadow-Aether - the Unlight of the Shadow Lands - the Antithesis to the Elf-Verse. Where one is light and melodic - like the Dawn, the other is heavy, dark, violent. The promise of ruin - like Terror when one is helpless - prone - cruel and merciless. Compassionless cruelty, jeering taunts, the humiliation of humourless and cruel laughter. You feel throngs of dark eyes leering at you - stripping away your defences - invading the inner sanctums of your mind....it is the Voice of Hell - and amplified by the Wail of the Banshee - a piercing violent shriek - and instant death for Mortals. The sound of torment, and pins in the eyeballs. The feeling of thumbscrews on fingers. The jeering taunt of a leering mouth, that breaths Foul breath upon you...extinguishing Life Force.....in deep minors and clashing discord - the Shadow Magic speaks The Foolish Fools - My Cruelty Rules Your Soul is Weak - Your Mind is Doomed The Mortal Flesh - see How it Twists Your Skin it sags - your Bones they Burn Hear the Rending Darkness - and Banshee Wail And Ruin to all Your Lands The Light goes Dim - in the Peredhil Halls. The Great Stone changes to dim Blue - Death is in the Half-Elven Halls. The Pit Fiends rend Elf - breaking bone, smashing skulls. Many Elves fall - withered skin draws against skull - and to ash they fall. Elf-blood is spilled. The Demons stride to the Great Stone. The Elf-Verse is Extinguished - the Elven Meta-Concert is smashed by violence.....there is screaming and fear, the sound of Despair in Half-Elven Halls...many an Elf who would have merrily walked the Earth - now gone, as the Enemy walks and laughs in the blood of the fallen. One of the Pit Fiends leans down, and greedily plunges his hands in Elf blood - and then his face. Consumed by the fear in the Halls, that he forgets himself.... Silmarien, Deepwood, Orcy, Tanrinia and the Peredhil fall to the floor - but their skin does not shrivel as does the many of the other Elves. About twenty lives are gone forever. The Demons stride over to the Stone - barely aglow but light not extinguished. The largest Pit Fiend smiles in Evil delight - and raises his Sword to strike the Stone. Down comes the Crushing Blow - there is a blinding flash - as Gold & Silver light strikes Pure Blackness.....the forces Strive..... The Stone's Life stands in the Balance - The Pit Fiend strikes the Stone a second time - another defeaning boom, and corruscation of forces... But...Silmarien and the Heroes suddenly stir from Death's Door - The Stone spends itself to Speak to them... Awaken Now - Come Forth and Live The Darkness rends - My Life it Spends I cannot Hold - Without Your Aid One Moment More - Before I End Silmarien raises her head - she Utters Voice - a wan Song - then Enjoined by the other Peredhil, then another.....The Meta-Concert is Enjoined... She incants - and Incarnadine and Azure flood into the Stone - Silmarien channels from Rh'iel.... My Deity Is - Rh'iel is Here In Me Right Now - in Healer's Hands She Speaks to Me - my Love to Thee Sustain Our Stone - and Do Not Die She bursts into tears - seeing the ruin in the halls - close to Despair....but as the Living Life flows into the Stone - cracks repair - The Stone Flares to Life - now Engaged with a Verse-Master - no longer Passive....It changes to Transcluscent Red - the Colour of Anger.... A Thunderclap resounds in Half-Elven halls - There is an eruption from the Stone - Radiant Incandescence - burns the Dark Sword to ashes. The Rending Darkness is Dispelled....Silmarien and the Peredhil are again immolated in Azure Incandescence - there is rage in the Meta-Concert as her Despair turns to Anger...."...the Elves..." She gestures to the Stone - Red Anger immolates the Pit Fiend - it turns to ash instantly....The Balance of Power is swayed.... The remaining Elves enjoin the Meta-Concert - again Elf and Half-Elf enjoined....Deepwood's Bow is Singing, enemies fall. The Forest Spirit is ENRAGED....it does not expel the Maraurders - it wants revenge.....Orcy, Tan, and the others - they do as they will. Silmarien suppresses all further magic with Counter-Magic - the Heroes want revenge - they will rend the remaining marauders...Silmarien and the Half-Elves Maintain the Suppression of Magic.. No Dweomer Now - That You shall Have No Magic Burns - Be Still to that No Supernatural Form - that has been Stilled No Dweomer Now - That You shall Have The battle is joined...but.... One of the Intruders spies a very small shard of the Stone, that broke away during the battle....the Demon grabs this Element...it burns him - but he does not release the fragment...The Last Pit Fiend then runs out of the Suppression Field and into the Forest - the Forest Spirit strikes the Pit Fiend with Green Viriditas - but the Pit Fiend's Magic Resistance protects him...then The Demon has Fled - with the tiny shard of Stone in its hands..... OoC: OK KEV - do your stuff with that shard - BUT remember do not end the game...... To the others - add to the melee, there are lots of creatures left for you to destroy...enjoy.. OoC: Silmarien is NOW OFF LINE HERE - Meaning RRR applies - thus, Baddies, you get one attack on her (if you like) AND all of you can do what you like to each other - but - if anyone gets upset, I want to know, and I will fix it.....TIME FREEZES IF ANY ALLY REQUEST IT WITH AN RRR-CHECK...OK - ENJOY CHEERS Sil
Silmarien Aldalome 07-07-03, 08:37 AM	OoC: To ALL ALLIES - now, it has occurred to me that you should all have power here. so - ANY ALLY IN MY HALLS MAY DM when I am NOT here - it's day in USA when it is night here. If any two of Zollex/Deepwood/Ocry/Tanrinia/Tigernach/JoyLynn are all here, post an OoC note to alert all present who is Acting DM. Mighty proxy DM - you have FULL EXECUTIVE control over the Thread's Story, when I am not here - to make rulings. When NO DM is present - normal rules apply (see OoC Rules post above). ENJOY
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-07-03, 08:50 AM	OOC:Ummm...I never really was that great of a DM, so perhaps you should leave it to someone else. Anyhoo, here's my attack Deepwood, making sure Si is alive and well, tears a horn from his belt. He blows three longblasts and within seconds, from the door on his left come, maybe sixty, seventy elves. They are no average soldiers, however. They each draw up twin elven swords that glow with magical enchanments and leap into the fray, attacking the nearest fiend. Taur'othar! Gurth gothrim Tel' Quessair
Silmarien Aldalome 07-07-03, 09:13 AM	OoC: Deepwood - your modesty is quite charming - But I'm sure you can do just fine - we all trust you. Use your imagination & intuition - you don't need dice here (but you can if you prefer) - roll them at your desk....you're in control until I next sign on - if Zollex arrives - handball to him. Whatever you decide goes - in stone. I TRUST YOU. Also - we must strategise at the Elven City.... My very best to you my friend... cheers silmarien
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-07-03, 10:37 AM	The Green Wonder growls and charges at Kevmann, swinging his blade (which I described earlier) right for Kevmanns side. He streches the power of the eye to the Peredhil halls and in a flash of red light Knights Von Drache appear in the room, ready for battle. They begin to fight against the pit fiends, holding as many as they can back from the elves with mighty blows.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-07-03, 12:22 PM	OOc:Aight, I'll take over DMing, I supose. Kevamnn, do you have a defense?
Kevmann 07-07-03, 02:29 PM	OOC: Wow, this is going good, hmm, ok, defense... lets see... "Come orc, bring you blade, we shall see who bests the other." And with that I will summon a shield of magical energy on my left arm, and then with my right arm pull out Godsbane my shortsword to parry the blow to bring his greatsword into the ground, and then in that moment, bring the shortsword around to stab at anything the blade can find, so that it may feed from his blood!
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-07-03, 03:53 PM	The Green Wonder backhands Godsbane with his left arm (it being metal and all) and brings a knee to Kevmann's gut. Swinging his sword again while Kevmann is off balance. The Knights Von Drache team up on the Pit Fiends, slaying a few in battle with the assistance of the elves.
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-07-03, 04:11 PM	OOC: Good job guys, it's going well. Whenever someone makes an attack on you, you can assume that you can put up a defense so I don't have to tell you when you can. Deepwood, seeing that Orcy has the situation undercontrol, draws up his bow, and stands back, firing shafts at the fiends with deadly aim, sevral hit home, piercing their skulls and balck evil hearts.
Kevmann 07-07-03, 05:40 PM	Kevmann's Pit Fiends go back to back, and in unison activate their meteor swarms, sending death all around them! THen, they come in for a vicious counter-strike upon all who are around them, following fire with adamantine! Then, Kevmann himself becomes insubstancial as Orcy's blade pearces the black mist that he has now become. Orcy growls in frustration, and then looks around in confusion, then spots Kevmann... But it is too late! Kevmann now poised above Deepwood, his shortsword slightly vibrating in anticipation of the blood it was about drink from Deepwood's own body! Then, he thrust downward!
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-07-03, 06:00 PM	OoC: You may wish to note that Orcys sword is Ghost Touched. He had a lot of trouble with annoying undead in the past. So if thats something like I'm thinking that blow would probably land, just want to know before my next action.
Kevmann 07-07-03, 06:05 PM	Originally posted by Orcy The Green Wonder OoC: You may wish to note that Orcys sword is Ghost Touched. He had a lot of trouble with annoying undead in the past. So if thats something like I'm thinking that blow would probably land, just want to know before my next action. OOC: no, just a flashy teleport.
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-07-03, 06:21 PM	OOC: Ok then, and since we started this battle over it seems I can use this again. The Green Wonder flashes with power. A surge of pure energy rushes forth from his body straight in Kevmann's direction. Surrounding his body as he comes down to strike deepwood. HOOAH! The Knights Von Drache take a defensive formation and attempt to hold back the Fiends. One of them speaks: If you have any mages elves, we would appreciate it if you would use them!
zollex5 07-08-03, 12:19 AM	Originally posted by Orcy The Green Wonder If you have any mages elves, we would appreciate it if you would use them! "Yes, sir!" Zollex says as he charges in, flanked by one dozen wizards. He sends them to help with the Pit Fiend problem. Zollex himself runs over to help with the Kevmann problem. OOC: I'll let Orcy's attack land before I do anything. Oh yeah, I have a counterspell ready.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 12:46 AM	OoC: Out of RRR mode - am online = OLR mode - ie. indiscriminate posting is allowed. THANX DEEPWOOD - WELL DONE!!! ....Silmarien sees The Zollex - fairest of the Half-Elves - Zollex! Zollex! We must use the Verse to Smite - let the Peredhil know vengeance........ Silmarien gestures to the Great Stone - it erupts into Silver and Gold incandescence - almost blinding in its potency.......a corruscation of Penetrant Energy (your SR needs to be 40+ to resist the Stone) immolates the intruders.....it seems to speak to you without words.... "You See your Life - and yourself in the Image of the Light - and right now I am here with You - and you are a Mirror to Me - all of You - can only See what You Are in This, right Here....you are a being of The OneLand. If you don't think I am talking to you then think again - I AM - Being of Darkness - you see only Yourself Reflected Now - you only see your Own Unlight - you see Only Your Own dark dweomer - AND - It Comes Back to Smite Thee - N-O-W. Evil SUFFER YOUR OWN VIOLENCE....IN REFLECTION....and Then discover that you are Truly Light's Absence....and Truly Redemption may Find Thee...And Truly as Light as the Elves....YOU ARE TRULY BEAUTY IN CREATION - YOU HAVE ONLY FORGOTTEN......" The Evil Creatures burn - all aglow with their own violence - immolated in their own despair. The Evil turned onto itself....Light burns in your very soul. The Forest Spirit watches on with glee.......Enemies are not yet expelled.... OoC: OK, if you are evil.....try to think how to stop the Assault. Or risk becoming "GOOD" or "VAPOURISED." You can leave if you wish - or stay and continue....
zollex5 07-08-03, 01:36 AM	OOC: Being CN I have to ask this. Does the stone thing affect me?
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 01:38 AM	Originally posted by zollex5 OOC: Being CN I have to ask this. Does the stone thing affect me? OoC: hmmm.....CHAOTIC NEUTRAL! DUDE!......are you Evil? If no - you are OK - ! Can you speak to your players ethos in OoC mode, so I understand how to DM?
The Gray 07-08-03, 01:40 AM	OOC: Zollex, hi. If you're really CN, then you'll be one of the few who won't be killed upon attempted entrance into The Gray House, so pay us a visit sometime. :)
zollex5 07-08-03, 01:59 AM	OOC: Zollex maintains freindships, and is honorable; it's just that he likes the "So?" factor and tires during moral discution. Zollex also doesn't really like taking orders. He belives that everyone should get to choose what they want, not what a government wants. Zollex doesn't like having too much structure. And he doesn't care about defeating evil, just evil that gets him angry. If you have any questions or anything else, just post. NOTE: This is my character, not me. I tend to have differing veiws. I'm going to bed now. I've been busy and it's late here. I should have more time in under a week. See ya!
The Gray 07-08-03, 02:05 AM	OOC: Alright, I was just saying that I won't kill you. Mr. Gray will accept anyone who supports the Beam, whether they know they do or not. :)
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 02:14 AM	Originally posted by zollex5 OOC: Zollex maintains freindships, and is honorable; :bow: We Honour the Giver by Accepting the Gift. it's just that he likes the "So?" factor and tires during moral discution. OoC: OK - Fidelity is not Morality Mr Zollex - we don't have a problem here. Sil is Chaotic Good. Zollex also doesn't really like taking orders. He belives that everyone should get to choose what they want, not what a government wants. ...an anarchist hey! :cool: Now, Silmarien is Chaotic Good, and depsises authority too..... Zollex doesn't like having too much structure. And he doesn't care about defeating evil, just evil that gets him angry. ...what sort of 'evil' gets him angry - Sil looks straight at you about this one - her eyes staring into your Soul. ...for Kevmann is Unlife and if not stopped, we will all be snuffed out.... NOTE: This is my character, not me. I tend to have differing veiws. OoC: - No Worry .........but, you can't use the stone - but it will suffer your touch....if your alignment shifts, the Stone will Accept your Voice to Command it.....
DeepwoodElvenArcher 07-08-03, 10:15 AM	Kevmann's sword comes swishing down, and it seemingly passes througth Deepwood's body. Kevamnn takes a step back to observe the elf, and sees he is nothing but a whiff of green smoke, trailing about the ceiling. The cloud blasts along the ceiling, to the opposite side of Kevmann and comes back to the earth. It slowly begins to form a humanlike shape, and it is Deepwood. He smiles curtly at Kevmann and draws his twim swords. (use of gaseous form from Ninja of the cresent moon.)
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 10:31 AM	"...for the Elves for the Elves!" Silmarien cries! As she hurls another corruscation of Verse at the assailants..... "It is time to rest - our Halls Be Cleansed!" Silmarien booms. The Forest Interdict is Restored.. OoC: DM says *All Non-Allies Expelled* There's an assault on Pnatemul happening! All welcome - but read Kevmann's Poem close.... Also, Deepwood - thanx dude - you did great. We need to strategise at Formeno Naure. Two posts for you.
Orcy The Green Wonder 07-08-03, 10:48 AM	The Green Wonder nods to Silmarien and gathers his knights to him. We have business to take care of, but I shall battle by your side again some day. The power of the eye is extended, drawing the Knights and the Green Wonder back to it.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 11:12 AM	Silmarien sees Orcy, and smiles radiantly at him - her eyes flash with living Green - as they do when the light is right.... ...the Elf Verse becomes gentle in emphasis.... Silmarien gets down onto one knee - her face reflects Starlight, bright in the night heavens. Great Green Wonder and Loyal Friend He Walks The Earth with Mighty Gait A Creature Great none can withstand More Potent than Dark's Damning Hand Look at his face - is filled with Life Look at his Hand - it carries Might But, mostly Sight is his to Name For Features Bright come from his mein She extends her hand - and makes a pledge. Great Green Wonder - Forever my loyalty to thee - never shall the Peredhil forget thine services Here. Ever is the Land renewed by such kinship. Let the Usurper know that none can withstand where there is even one Voice in the Land to Sing with Life....Know this - ever shall I come to thine call in thine hour of need - you need only speak... She raises the Elf-Verse in Gesture of Homage - warm and enduring - it fills you with strength and hope. She strikes Crescendo with PluriPotency - and a Pulse of Blue Fires are propelled into the nightsky - visible to the Eagle as a Great Beam of congruent, coherent Light, pure and gentle, unsullied by Hate, and unsullied by Darkness....
Demon Lightfoot 07-08-03, 11:21 AM	I'm always willing to give things a second try, I suppose Lightfoot apparently steps out of thin air from the point where he and his Beast vanished , followed by the creature. ''Cerberus!'' he cries, pointing at a random mortal baddie, ''Masticate!'' Like a great cat, the fearsome Beast springs at his prey, as Lightfoot begins a spell to hurl at Kevmann... ...who promptly vanishes, the Evil having been expelled. ''Dammit.'' Cerberus unceremoniously bangs his spiked and horned snout upon the floor where his target once stood, uttering an almost puppy-like yelp of surprise. ''Double-dammit!'' When I started this post, the battle was still raging. I let myself get distracted by some overweight cats who wanted desperately to play Frisbee. My apologies, Lady Silmarien.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 11:41 AM	Originally posted by Demon Lightfoot I'm always willing to give things a second try, I suppose When I started this post, the battle was still raging. I let myself get distracted by some overweight cats who wanted desperately to play Frisbee. My apologies, Lady Silmarien. OoC: Demon - it is great to see you back here - I need to thank you for the mess you saw coming other night - your advice was fully sound. I want you to know that you inspired us to develop some Governing Standards at Threads. Each thread is now DM-ed (see opening Post, this thread). The Right of Reply Request (RRR) is the primary tool we use - when no DM around an RRR request allows players who were logged off the chance to *respond* to assaults - it's like *initiative*. Enemies and friends hurl constructs at one another. DM-s rule on outcomes - when it gets 'busy' or like cowboys and indians disagreeing - or when someone oversteps a reasonable position. DM's Outcomes are cast in stone. There is an 'uber-dm' (DM of DM's) who takes complaints from any unhappy player and makes an uber-ruling. Note, we are all gathering outside Pnatemul (Kevmann's Thread) right now. Note, magical constructs can be hurled "in verse" (as poetry) - it is actually becoming really exciting. Again, great to see you back - I tried to e-mail you but you don't have public e-mail.... Thanx Again Welcome Back Silmarien
Kevmann 07-08-03, 04:09 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome OoC: Out of RRR mode - am online = OLR mode - ie. indiscriminate posting is allowed. THANX DEEPWOOD - WELL DONE!!! ....Silmarien sees The Zollex - fairest of the Half-Elves - Zollex! Zollex! We must use the Verse to Smite - let the Peredhil know vengeance........ Silmarien gestures to the Great Stone - it erupts into Silver and Gold incandescence - almost blinding in its potency.......a corruscation of Penetrant Energy (your SR needs to be 40+ to resist the Stone) immolates the intruders.....it seems to speak to you without words.... "You See your Life - and yourself in the Image of the Light - and right now I am here with You - and you are a Mirror to Me - all of You - can only See what You Are in This, right Here....you are a being of The OneLand. If you don't think I am talking to you then think again - I AM - Being of Darkness - you see only Yourself Reflected Now - you only see your Own Unlight - you see Only Your Own dark dweomer - AND - It Comes Back to Smite Thee - N-O-W. Evil SUFFER YOUR OWN VIOLENCE....IN REFLECTION....and Then discover that you are Truly Light's Absence....and Truly Redemption may Find Thee...And Truly as Light as the Elves....YOU ARE TRULY BEAUTY IN CREATION - YOU HAVE ONLY FORGOTTEN......" The Evil Creatures burn - all aglow with their own violence - immolated in their own despair. The Evil turned onto itself....Light burns in your very soul. The Forest Spirit watches on with glee.......Enemies are not yet expelled.... OoC: OK, if you are evil.....try to think how to stop the Assault. Or risk becoming "GOOD" or "VAPOURISED." You can leave if you wish - or stay and continue.... "You are a fool Sil!" Kevmann looks direcly into the mirror, his eyes grow wide, and his body seems to grow, his eyes go red, his skin black.. "You are a fool, as I have said before. For I was never a creature of "beauty" I am fueld by my own hatred and viloence, not hurt by it! My power only multiplies with your dweomer, my devils are gone for now, but they have no-were else to go then hell, I shall re-summon them. I see no point in continuing here, you have given me a far greater gift then I would have expected. I shall leave you, but with this new power, you can bet that I shall strike again soon, and this time I shall be succesful. At that, Kevmann, disapears, and the light recovers from the surrounding area...
Silmarien Aldalome 07-08-03, 08:39 PM	Originally posted by Kevmann "You are a fool Sil!"[/B] Kevmann looks direcly into the mirror, his eyes grow wide, and his body seems to grow, his eyes go red, his skin black.. "You are a fool, as I have said before. For I was never a creature of "beauty" I am fueld by my own hatred and viloence, not hurt by it! My power only multiplies with your dweomer, my devils are gone for now, but they have no-were else to go then hell, I shall re-summon them. I see no point in continuing here, you have given me a far greater gift then I would have expected. I shall leave you, but with this new power, you can bet that I shall strike again soon, and this time I shall be succesful. At that, Kevmann, disapears, and the light recovers from the surrounding area... OoC....not quite so....easy....mister..... DM *smiles wickedly at player* NOTE - BADDIES - It's not a physical Mirror that you are staring at - it's the Mirror Image to the Shadow Weave....in the Unspace of the Interstitial Lattices...that you are going to have to fathom.....IN TIME....but, I accept that you have FLED......so....that's it for now, here I've posted something at Forgotten Realms about the philosophy of the Weave and Shadow Weave. There are a great many missing pieces in that mythology. It is very interesting, subtle, with many unanswered questions...... I'm going to *hurl new constructs at you* - emergent from the tensions between the missing pieces in The Lore of The Weave and Shadow Weave. ENJOY!!!!! It's a SURPRISE TO EVERYONE *DM smiles at Evil players wickedly* *SM smiles warmly at Good players* *and reserves right to have poker face for NEUTRAL characters* Kevmann - The Gift I Give is Not All That It Seems - enjoy the Ride my friend.... *DM smiles wickedly at Evil player again!* *but Thread Owner also admits fear* - I have no control with what you Attempt - And not much at the Epicentre But, Here, in Peredhil Halls You Must Guess My Purpose Or Wear the Cost of Evil's Manner!! ....Mirror of Life thine Purpose Hold The Usurper Kevmann Denies His Beauty Forgets his Origins Forgets his Birthing His Mother Once - did in Womb Hold His Father Once - a Man of the World Once Fair and Light - Did walk the Space Not Tainted by the Shadow Light But Hearken Peredhil - In Our Halls Bright The OneLand is In Danger - The Hand that Smites Know that the Stone is Foundations-Home Know that the Stone is of the Earth Is Of Its Essence Of Both Lore and Law To Rend it Broken - Will Risk the Earth All that is Here - shall be Threatened All people fair, all creatures and Life None excepted from this Fate All Bound to it.." OoC: OK PLAYERS - ENJOY - The Law of Lore is a SURPRISE FOR EVERYONE.... The Stone is Our Sacred Heart...... Generated at Perdhil Halls..... Kevmann has a Shard......So Kevmann Go Try your Malice....
Kevmann 07-08-03, 09:08 PM	OOC: "DM smiles at Evil players wickedly" Evil player's I look around and only see one :D ME
Silmarien Aldalome 07-09-03, 10:50 AM	OoC: You're a good sport Kev - we're lucky to have you :bow: Cheers Sil
zollex5 07-10-03, 03:16 AM	OOC: Let me get this straight. All the baddies have been expelled by the stone thingamabobber and Orcy has departed, right? It just gets so confusing.... "We should fortify our possition while they are away. Maybe Antimagik I have this thing about spelling "magic" "magik". :rolleyes: Fields in selective places, scrying protections, and all that stuff. We should be ready next time."
Silmarien Aldalome 07-10-03, 04:37 AM	Originally posted by zollex5 OOC: Let me get this straight. All the baddies have been expelled by the stone thingamabobber and Orcy has departed, right? It just gets so confusing.... OoC: 1. Yes! We have Executive Power to Expel at any point, if we wish.....two modes of play govern the thread - DD Mode (Defender Defined) where WE say "no baddies here, Allies Post Only"....and OLR/RRR Mode (where Limited Posting available to badies...) 2. A shard of the Stone has been captured by Kevmann - the effects of this are still unknown. 3. Silmarien is using Desperate Enaction and Dual Grace - There is a Great Battle outside the Black Gates.....come and Zorch The Usurper "We should fortify our possition while they are away. Maybe Antimagik ....verily Great Zollex......Peredhil Lore can be interpreted in a way that would suggest that Antimagik will protect us from the Shadow Weave. Necromancy responds also to Antimagik... [OOC]I have this thing about spelling "magic" "magik". :rolleyes: :rofl: Fields in selective places, scrying protections, and all that stuff. We should be ready next time." OoC: We also need to formulate a strategy that extends into The Usurpers Fortress....HOW can we penetrate the Dark Fortress.....
Silmarien Aldalome 07-10-03, 10:14 AM	.....we also have an Experiment to conduct, Great Zollex - to test a hypothesis about the Weave and Shadow Weave....I need your help at the Great Elven Citadel of Formeno Naúrë (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=55582) where by Deepwood's Leave, I have access to the Ancient Library of The Elves - nigh 10,000 years old or more.......where there is much Lore on High Elven Magic......
zollex5 07-10-03, 08:50 PM	OOC: Okay, thanks. "We should strike while Kevmann is away-attacking. He won't be able to defend his base. I volunteer to lead a strike team. For now I will go help Deepwood at Formeno Naúrë." Zollex bows and walks off.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-11-03, 12:36 AM	....this is why you are such a great Half-Elf my friend....verily thine strategy is sooth.... S
Kevmann 07-12-03, 05:11 PM	The air ripples about the world, creating a reverberating voice that can be heard by all! "Listen, those that live in the One Land! I am Kevmann, leader of the human civilization which now thrives here! I wish for the prosperity of the humans, and for all of the races! We humans wish to co-excist with the elves, the dwarves, the orcs, and the other races! Why would we wish any harm upon you? We want peace, we want every race to have a place in this world, were they can strive un-hendered! Come now, an off-shoot of the elves is intent on destroying us, I call upon all to see these people for who they truly are, warmongers. I have tried peace with them, and it has failed, so ban with me, people of the One Land, ban with me to suppress these people, and build a greater world for us all!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-14-03, 12:00 AM	[I]....Silmarien experiences a deep inner disturbance at the sound of Kevmann's voice - now Infused into the Dark Weave of Shadow Magik. She recovers herself. And thence, gets down on her knees, and Communes with the Other Peredhil and Rh'iel, Elhonna, Corellan - in Lamentation and Grieving. For the Earth's Great Weave has been Rent by the Violence of the Usurper. Rh'iel The Graceful Corellan Mighty Eh'lonna's Nature We Grieve the Violence We Lament the Tearing We Feel the Weave - Can See it's Bearing In Pain The Living Great Light Weave of Being The Lore of Magik Is Altered Forever 10,000 Years in Passing The Peace of Life Broken - Passing The Doors of Night The Dark Lord's Coming Here Is the Elf-Bane His Fellness Mighty The Elves Fear His Illness All Life in Danger
The Gray 07-14-03, 07:15 PM	OOC: Sil: I read your post on my Guildhall Thread. You may approach and speak in character, and we'll let you in if we decide you're not a threat to Balance (you seem to understand the concept well, so you'll likely be accepted). It's not a 'walk here and blow yourself up' thing, I just meant to say if you enter uninvited, and don't serve the Beam and/or you annoy me too much, I'll kill ya right good. :D So yeah, you're welcome to approach and give me a speech on why you should be accepted into the House, and I might let you in. ;)
Silmarien Aldalome 07-14-03, 10:13 PM	Originally posted by The Gray OOC: Sil: I read your post on my Guildhall Thread. You may approach and speak in character, and we'll let you in if we decide you're not a threat to Balance (you seem to understand the concept well, so you'll likely be accepted). It's not a 'walk here and blow yourself up' thing, I just meant to say if you enter uninvited, and don't serve the Beam and/or you annoy me too much, I'll kill ya right good. :D So yeah, you're welcome to approach and give me a speech on why you should be accepted into the House, and I might let you in. ;) ...The Gray's wisdom is humble and vast, and mayhap - there is yet hope for us all :bow: "I know this is no small thing you grant, the Gray, for my leanings are towards haphazardness, and good....yet, my wisdom does not permit me to use these forces to swing the scales to the full extinction of Unlife. I am shackled - for I cannot extinguish any Life - to extinction - this is also in my Nature - therefore, the Evil that begs for mercy - will not be felled by mine hand.....
Gellion 07-15-03, 01:29 AM	Gellion reappears with a large group of creatures, all appear as if they have come from a realm outside time, and space. They appear to be mockeries of creatures that reside in the OneLand. a sickly green colored dragon with tentacles sprouting from his back. A creature that appears to be two torsos without heads, connected together. The creature lets out a shrill noise, that seems to bother all but Gellion. There are many other, all of which appear to defy nature itself. Do not fear these creatures for they are all under my control, and they will soon be under Silmariens, if she accepts my offer. Please Silmarien take them, they will help you in your struggle against the Dark Lord. OOC:All creatures have the Psuedonatural template. As of now i dont have time to stat a bunch of creatures, but the way this game is run, it seems you do not have to stat out everything. This post was at the OneLand, but i am posting it here too, if this is not allowed, i will delete this one.
Gellion 07-15-03, 01:58 AM	Ah, yes i almost forgot.Gellion taps his staff on the ground again, and a huge green creature, that has the a torso with six arms, where its head should be is an intricate rune. I also offer one of my most loyal servants to you, do with it as you want. The creature speaks I"will serve Silmarien Aldalome" OOC:This creature has the epic level handbook version of the Pseudonatural template. In adition it can invoke insanity in any creature it pleases(DC 70). An insane creature can do nothing but mutter sneselessly to itself, and scream about irrelevent things. Its speacial attack is described below. It draws upon power beyond time, and space, and creates a very large lance shaped beam that sprouts from the ground, it attack with five hundred of these before needing to stop. The damage type for this attck is typeless.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-15-03, 02:24 AM	Originally posted by Gellion Ah, yes i almost forgot.Gellion taps his staff on the ground again, and a huge green creature, that has the a torso with six arms, where its head should be is an intricate rune. I also offer one of my most loyal servants to you, do with it as you want. The creature speaks I"will serve Silmarien Aldalome" OOC:This creature has the epic level handbook version of the Pseudonatural template. In adition it can invoke insanity in any creature it pleases(DC 70). An insane creature can do nothing but mutter sneselessly to itself, and scream about irrelevent things. Its speacial attack is described below. It draws upon power beyond time, and space, and creates a very large lance shaped beam that sprouts from the ground, it attack with five hundred of these before needing to stop. The damage type for this attck is typeless. OoC: OMG!!! What the - !! She sees this wondrous being - and is awe-struck - such a being as is well beyond her Lore - how this Being will manifest the New Lore is a frightening thought...... "....The Peredhil Honour the Giver by Accepting the Gift. :bow: This is High Praise you bring us.... May the Fidelity of Truth be Guiding Force - ever and Amen!.." OoC: Silmarien privately fuses Abjuration with Transmutation in the Peredhil Elf-Verse.....just in case..... ...you hear a shift in the cadences of the Elf-Verse - the sound of Music & Limit intermixed - but it is not offensive in it's scope, but strikes you as Boundaried.....Silmarien says - "Come Gelion - you must have questions - and I have several myself regarding your Lore".... " - here - rest at these Halls and I will raise a Wood Fire for our comfort - and forgive me if this Fire is meaningless to you.....do you have needs that I can attend to before we begin...?
Gellion 07-15-03, 03:26 AM	No, i have no other needs that need to be attended to. I will rest here, do you have any questions for me?
Silmarien Aldalome 07-15-03, 05:46 AM	Originally posted by Gellion No, i have no other needs that need to be attended to. I will rest here, do you have any questions for me? ...your lore is vast. of great Gift to us all, and a Timely Arrival to our Plane. Now - we are driven by urgency - you may know that the Second Age is upon us, and our very bodies cannot withstand the new organisation of the Magikal Universe. That is to say, the ratio of power in magik to bodily limits is greatly shifted. To ash shall we all return, with but one of the higher level Arcane spells used in Uber-Mode - if we wear no defence. The trouble is, we cannot destroy the Dark Lord with power, without destroying The Universe. We are shackled. And further, to use our Magiks for defences of the flesh, costs us defensive energy. The Dark Lord will assault Formeno Naure - the Elven Citidel - and methinks sooner rather than later - whence the First Great Battle is ended. He seeks the Leaves of the Two Trees - to invoke a Second Abomination. Does your Lore lend itself to either the Defence of the Formeno Naure - Heart of Elvendom, and Great Northern Flame, or to the Defense of the Flesh.....
Gellion 07-15-03, 06:06 AM	My lore is mainly of the Far Realms, and The Dreamlands. I have traversed many other planes though. Although, if you want me to, i can send my Pseudonatural creatures to help your allies. Be sure to inform your ally that my creatures mean no harm to him, for they may look menacing, but i can transfer their control to anybody i desire
Silmarien Aldalome 07-15-03, 11:50 AM	[I]Gellion - it is no chance that you stand here in Our Halls *blue eyes flash and stare straight at you* It is not by Power that we shall prevail or fail. As you truly speak - other forces are at work in this Universe. What you are is what you see as you are Here. This mystery is beyond all explanation. Your Dream World - how is it different to mine own. You stand before me now - looking straight back through this Rent in the Physical Universe. How can it be possible that this window is Open Now - this small thing, yet somehow vaster than belief. And, somehow infused with Dream. Is not all of Life a Dream? Dream-Lore - come - there is much in this that remains unexplored - you say very little, yet I can hear that you know not what lies beyond the limits of your own limits. In This we are All One. You stand before me - so that we can explore the Void beyond Belief. Suspend your Assumptions of Life - let us begin. What comes to mind - right now - do not think to hard about it - just Be it - let Lore Be Now...
Gellion 07-15-03, 07:29 PM	The Dreamland is a timeless place, where kingdoms have exsisted before Elves even came into exsistence. In the Dreamlands you may sail amongst the stars, and travel to many different lands. There are races much older than any of the ones here in The OneLand. There are kingdoms that will exsist long after this conflict has been resolved. The outer gods watch over the Dreamlands, although not even i am sure what their intent is.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-15-03, 08:46 PM	Originally posted by Gellion [I]The Dreamland is a timeless place, where kingdoms have exsisted before Elves even came into exsistence. In the Dreamlands you may sail amongst the stars, and travel to many different lands. There are races much older than any of the ones here in The OneLand. There are kingdoms that will exsist long after this conflict has been resolved. The outer gods watch over the Dreamlands, although not even i am sure what their intent is.[/B] ...The Lore of the Known - a mighty Knowledge. But Gellion, in Unspace, the Place Between Words - thine Words point to the Wonder of the Unknown - This is Where we Are right Now - and Here Is where Inspiration will bring us Purpose for The OneLand. For...that which Is, Is and that which Is Not, also Is. For if something "is not" thence and therefore, "is not" Is. This is the "Is Not Is" Paradox, and methinks the beginnings of a Hypothesis to Evoke and Develop for The OneLand - and involving the Dark Lord. Your creatures are so mighty, that their Power cannot be Used in Magik Fusions - they risk destroying the DarkLord - who is Interwoven in the Isness of the Weave. To Unmake the Dark Lord is to Unmake the Universe. We are in Great Peril. Do these Dream-Being you name have "intent" at all - do we assume too much? ....ah, but I stray - let us Return to the Now - for Here in This - Isness Is - and the Weave Sings to you - Ever and Always - NOW - you reflect the Weave of Life in this Moment. What do you see Here - what do you Make? It is Here with You, and We Reflect the Dream Beings and They Speak to Us - if only we Allow ourselves to Hear them..... Life Arrives - What See You Now - Speak freely - there is No Shame in Peredhil Halls - No Word is for Shame - All Your Words Provoke Imagination. .....
Gellion 07-15-03, 09:25 PM	We all have a dream self , even if we have not been to the Dreamlands. I have seen the dreamself of you Silmarien. If you have ever woken up from sleep feeling sick or have woken up in a cold sweat, but you cannot remember anything. Chances are your dream self was in some peril. As for the Outer gods in the Dreamlands, they care nothing for what they consider lesser beings, they do not even hat us, they merely look at us a merely another bug that has wondered into its domain. But at times they can be interested in our affairs, and now is one of them.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-15-03, 10:11 PM	[I]"...The Weave's cadences clarify and pluripotent singing Arrives Suddenly - melodic and uplifting...ahh, You Have the Song of Penetrant Prescience my friend....verily - Sense of Danger reverberates in my Being from Kevmann's Malice... But the Night Fear's are also Guide - A Ward of that which NOT to choose - To be Awake In Dream - as Now Is - Dreamaster ***Ahhh**** Epipheny Comes Suddenly - I have a Hypothesis Good Gellion" :bow: The Dreamasters speak to me in the Now - They Say I AM HERE WITH YOU NOW AND FOREVER - YOU HAVE SEEN THE LIVING DREAM IN WAKING WORLD - ALL IS DREAM - LIVE IN AWARENESS AND AWAKEN IN THE DREAM - BE THIS GELLION...... "We shall Invent Dream Lore Here - for there is a Man in Kevmann - what tools shalt we need to test this Hypothesis? - Dream-Verse? - Alchemy - ? we will Dream into Kevmann's World" a tear runs down Silmarien's face as her face lights up with Hope...."
Gellion 07-15-03, 10:20 PM	As i said we all have a dream self. TO go to the Dreamlands you must have someone who has already been there show you to them. Although, the Dreamlands are endless. I have never seen Kevmanns dream self. Although that does not mean it does not exsist. if Kevmans dream self is anything like him, then he will probably have hidden himself off somewhere in the Dreamlands. Hoping that nobody finds him, so his form in the waking world can continue to live.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-15-03, 10:46 PM	..his DreamSelf I have seen - it is Imprisoned - and in his Sleep, he Hears guilt and shame - for he is trapped. A Deity has projected itself through the Doors of Night - and subsumed Kevmann's Free will to His Own. Kevmann is Prideful and ashamed of the Knowing that he is another's puppet. Can you Show Me this Dream Scape - or Can you Read my DreamScape's Knowing of Kevmann's.... She stares at you again - earnest. You are my Future Self Gellion. I see this suddenly and NOW. And I a mirror to yours - mayhap also from the Past. The Present and Past are Intermixed Here... OoC: Have to go to an appointment......I know it's dark in the US now, so....I'll check in Aus. in a few hours......
Gellion 07-15-03, 11:31 PM	Allow me to go to the Dreamlands. i will see if i can find your dreamself, and see if she knows anything about Kevmann. It will be quicker than me showing you the Dreamlnds. Gellion dissapears in a puff of green smoke OOC:Yep it is dark here, but i will probably be up all night.:)
jugah 07-16-03, 03:10 AM	Tigernach will Post - this is Jugah! Hail Tigernach - our numbers swell - I havn't met you Gellion - I am Jugah Half Green Elf Half Numenorean :bow:
Silmarien Aldalome 07-16-03, 03:52 AM	Originally posted by Gellion Allow me to go to the Dreamlands. i will see if i can find your dreamself, and see if she knows anything about Kevmann. It will be quicker than me showing you the Dreamlnds. Gellion dissapears in a puff of green smoke OOC:Yep it is dark here, but i will probably be up all night.:) Sil muses to herself "....thence there is Hope - The Dream Arrives through the Void of Sleep and Through the Doors of Night....". Only by way of Time Distortion can you see Here in this window - what happened after You Vanished. Now this is Miracle. Be not fooled by the Mundane - for locked within the Mundane is the Existential. And in every Thing - Immeasurable Energy.....We Await your Discoveries Gellion :bow:
Gellion 07-16-03, 02:18 PM	OOC:It might take me a while to respond again, i have some stuff i need to do. Just assume i am in the Dreamlands.:D
Tigernach 07-17-03, 06:46 AM	Greetings!! I can simply not get over what has happened to our multiverse in the short time I have been away....what a dense piece of work, piece of mythology you guys have all come up with:bow: :bow: I am sincerely impressed :OMG! The problem being, I am not entirely sure how to get back in.....am a bit exhausted trying to read through all your posts :confused: I must say though, all credit to you Kevmann....I had a much needed belly laugh when I came across the posts where you were posing a moi:rofl: .....Tigernoch....really......haha And Shrill-marien...you milady are always entertaining. You are all brilliant. A big hello to those of you I have not met as of yet :) I am going to have to have a think about what to do next.... Tigernach
Silmarien Aldalome 07-17-03, 08:51 AM	Originally posted by Tigernach Greetings!! I can simply not get over what has happened to our multiverse in the short time I have been away....what a dense piece of work, piece of mythology you guys have all come up with:bow: :bow: I am sincerely impressed :OMG! The problem being, I am not entirely sure how to get back in.....am a bit exhausted trying to read through all your posts :confused: I must say though, all credit to you Kevmann....I had a much needed belly laugh when I came across the posts where you were posing a moi:rofl: .....Tigernoch....really......haha And Shrill-marien...you milady are always entertaining. You are all brilliant. A big hello to those of you I have not met as of yet :) I am going to have to have a think about what to do next.... Tigernach :bow: high praise - be welcome - there is very much a place for anything you bring - great Tigernach. We Await your response
jugah 07-20-03, 08:15 PM	The thread is dense, Tigernach, but already I see you have absorbed some of its dangles. Your journey to the hills was no doubt thoughtful, and among a motley crew, but its perspectives may have wisened you beyond face value. Jugah
Tigernach 07-24-03, 03:06 AM	Greetings all. I have had an idea in relation to the One Land campaign and I would like to invite you all to help me thresh it out further. Silmarien suggested that I should come to the Peredhil Halls to get some advice Whilst all this meta-renting and meta-fusion stuff was going on in the One Land, I had this idea that there must be some form of magic, that is an innate property of the very earth itself, of some particular orientation perhaps that can not necessarily thwart the evil at hand but is supremely immune to it, much in the same way that Tom Bombadil is to the One Ring in LotR. I think we could construct it so that this power could be successfully employed in both an offensive and defensive method. A power that lets say has it's roots in a time when there was no separation of the weave from the shadow weave, where both existed in an equal, unified and exalted state. And this power has its own destiny or doom to adhere to which we know nothing of (not yet anyway) and therefore it can be rather variable as it does not succumb always to our needs…for example, we get the distinct feeling at times that we may be the tools as opposed to it being the tool. Now would this be messing with the plot too much? I am not entirely sure if we could weave this stuff in with the wonderful mythology that you have already created. I know we already have artifacts such as the Great Stone and the Two Trees. But I am coming from the view of incorporating a power from prehistory, something that has been fossilized for ages and ages, but unleashed or exposed by the great big rent that Kevamnn created. I would be most happy to role play this discovery. I imagined the discovery occuring whilst I was away and you all created all this wonderful and crazy stuff. I am just an ideas person and I admit I am at a bit of a loss as to how to create for example appropriate artifacts etc. But one idea that I had in direct response to the siege was that a sample of soil that I had proccured from this sacred site, which has properties of which I yet do not know, and use that to almost create a barrier between us and Kevman, hence keeping him in the cage Sil? Zollex? Orcy? Deepwood? Jugah? Tan?....people? Tigernach
Tigernach 07-24-03, 03:42 AM	Originally posted by jugah The thread is dense, Tigernach, but already I see you have absorbed some of its dangles. Your journey to the hills was no doubt thoughtful, and among a motley crew, but its perspectives may have wisened you beyond face value. Jugah Ooc: Damn right it's dense....does my head in everytime:twitch: but I thinks it has more to do with my inability to concentrate for long periods of time:) My dearest Jugah, it is wonderful to hear your bear-like baritone voice again! Yes, it was a ruthless journey to the hills and the caves, and my crew were naught if not motley....alas I lost many of them along the way, but what could I do with such an ale-mazed lot. I hope their livers will forgive them ;) Tigernach
Silmarien Aldalome 07-24-03, 04:20 AM	Tigernach - this Lore you bespeak of is of Before The Beginning of the Universe of The Before when Shar and Selun became twin polar opposites Now, in terms of how this INTERSECT with Peredhil Purpose - yes - your idea has viability - after all - Half-Elven beings are "both and neither" (both Elven and Human AND neither Each). We refer to this as the "Half-Elven Paradox". This paradox seems to echo with a "both and neither" hypothesis you bespeak of about Shar and Selun. (the deities of the Shadow Weave and Weave). You are speaking about a Gestalt - "Bombadilesque" - yes my friend - I like it - not a Power - but an IMMUNITY - and by way of coming from the Time Before Time. Now - as you know, one of the Half-Elven's Feats (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=632332#post632332) This Feat allows the Half-Elven to "glean" into the very essence of Reality - and intuitively feel one's way through events that involve the confluence of Elves and Men. Now, this is exactly what we here. So to Distil our Discussion 1. Half-Elven's capacity to Perceive Confluence - INTERSECTS WITH 2. A hypothesis about Immunity - and of the Time Before when Shar and Selun became twin polar opposites - INTERSECTS WITH 3. Some property of "the Earth Itself" - and therefore NOT magical in the Weave/Shadow Weave sense - INTERSECTS WITH 4. The Both&Neither Hypothesis of Synergy cuts two ways - once across the Half-Elven and once across Universal Order. Four Dimensions. Synthesis & Hypothesis for Testing 1. Time is an Illusion, and psychological experience of the Material Universe. 2. But, the Lore of Time might suggest that pre-Time "Isness" can be experienced - and drawn upon to Procure Immunity from Magik - because 3, Magik is "of Time" as opposed to "Outside of Time". 4. A Way Exists to Access *No Time* functions - that - allow Immunity to *All Stuff of Time - Including Magic* 5. The Half-Elven can attempt to *Allow No Time*. 6. All substance is Infused with the No Time Dimension - but this Dimension is only Hypothesised to Exist. 7. If it is the case that *No Time* Is - then Effect may Preceed Cause (the Trigger happens AFTER the effect - NOT before as we are used to thinking. Time Tricks us into thinking that Effect can Never Preceed Cause - but Time Does Not Exist) 8. Hypothesis: The OneLand's Dark Lord's Effects can Preceed their Causes and - and - so can ours. 9. Hypothesis: An Unfusion of Hydrogen (the LIGHTEST element) is the Effect that FOLLOWS from the Generation of No Time Fields. Experiment to Test Hypothesis An Unamking of Hydrogen (or the smallest particle) will trigger a back-flush of Effect Preceeding Cause - and create a No Time Field - an Immunity to both Shar and Selun. This may be possible by suspending Hydrogen in a Field of Pure Chaos - the "Annihilation" of substance of The Earth - HYDROGEN - One Proton (+ve) and One Electron (-ve) Again - the Twins of Life Speak to the Half-Elven. Silmarien The Half-Elven can Percieve how to Unmake Hydrogen. Tigernach - thou art well versed in Science as opposed to Magik - dost thou have any suggestions...?
Kevmann 07-24-03, 08:22 AM	OOC: This is purely out of character, and I wanted to share my wisdom with you as to your new hypothisis... This is what I understand, though you may not like what I say. If you do go to a place were magic does not excist, then that is great, but you will not be able to do anything. A place were magic does not exsist is a place were both the weave and the shadow weave do not exsist, it is impossible to stop this. So if your magic does not excist, you wont be able to do anything. Oh yea, and if you do a "unfusion" of hydrogen, you do know that that is the primary form of explosion in a hydgrogen bomb. So if you do this, you have the problem of a side effect of a sizable explosion. This is just my two cents in the subject, something to think about, carry on!
Silmarien Aldalome 07-24-03, 08:40 AM	Cheers - be welcome Kev! Originally posted by Kevmann OOC: This is purely out of character, and I wanted to share my wisdom with you as to your new hypothisis... This is what I understand, though you may not like what I say. If you do go to a place were magic does not excist, then that is great, but you will not be able to do anything. A place were magic does not exsist is a place were both the weave and the shadow weave do not exsist, it is impossible to stop this. So if your magic does not excist, you wont be able to do anything. OoC: think Outside the Square - see below. Oh yea, and if you do a "unfusion" of hydrogen, you do know that that is the primary form of explosion in a hydgrogen bomb. So if you do this, you have the problem of a side effect of a sizable explosion. This is just my two cents in the subject, something to think about, carry on! "Fusion" is H-Bomb - the Fusion of 2 Hydrogens into Helium. "Fission" is Splitting of the Atom. But you can only ever split to Hydrogen. "Unmaking" of Hydrogen "Unfusion" - does not Exist in our Universe. It is Neither Fission nor Fusion. Think outside the square - where "Effect Preceeds Cause". All Time is an Illusion - you are 1/2 a second Behind the Truth - Bound In Time. Unbind from Time - the Past Present and Future Coexist in This Now.....
Kevmann 07-24-03, 08:59 AM	OOC: Then I think there is a chance that any person that was to go to this hypothetical place would have a good chance of being completely destroyed, or just not excisting. In a place with no magic, you have nothing to protect yourself against a place that probably doesn't excist. In any case, I still don't see the point, what would you be able to do there? In any case, this is none of my buisness.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-24-03, 09:10 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann OOC: Then I think there is a chance that any person that was to go to this hypothetical place would have a good chance of being completely destroyed, or just not excisting. In a place with no magic, you have nothing to protect yourself against a place that probably doesn't excist. In any case, I still don't see the point, what would you be able to do there? In any case, this is none of my buisness. You may chat in OoC mode to your heart's content here - and you are very welcome here Kev. It is your business if you wish to discuss it. First - let's be sure to remember our Game Balance principles at Perdhil Halls - "no Epic Level Constructs without Risk and without Fair Hypothesis and Experimentation at the One Land." we are NOT allowed to take them from the Epic Level Handbook - but we can *speculate* So - yes - anything this speculative has a chance of going *not* to plan. Ditto for your current experiment.... :smiles cheesily:...that's what dice are for.... Now - let's look at the Assumptions of your Argument. 1. Is Unfusion "a place"? I'm really not sure at all - I've honestly never conceived of such a thing before. 2. The "Assumption of Destruction" - is just that Assumption. Because, we are talking about the Unconceived - therefore - we do not know ie "I know that I do not Know". 3. In terms of 'needing protection' the assumption here is that a *No Time Field* is destructive. I can't answer that - I don't know. 4. Wherever we Speculate - a dice roll will be involved. Success versus failure contingent upon the strength of the Hypothesis, and on various factors. Tom Bombadil really does beg the Question - how the hell did he put on that Ring and not go Invisible? I think Tigernach is pondering this - as am I. Again, be welcome.
Kevmann 07-24-03, 10:27 AM	Tom Bombadil really does beg the Question - how the hell did he put on that Ring and not go Invisible? Well, this is quite easy to answer. In the beggining, the great overlord god took the flame of creation and created several lesser beings to sing a song and create a world. They were gods, but some he created were much lesser in power. "spirits" they were called, but they were more like quasi-dieties, immortal beings with lots of power. Sauron was a "spirit" alive sinse the beggining of time, and he was the one that created the ring. Tom Bombadil was also a "spirit", or quasi-diety, of equil power to Sauron. Therefore, since they were of equal power, the ring that Sauron had created had no power over him. Of course, this has nothing to do with the current situation.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-24-03, 10:39 AM	Originally posted by Kevmann Well, this is quite easy to answer. In the beggining, the great overlord god took the flame of creation and created several lesser beings to sing a song and create a world. They were gods, but some he created were much lesser in power. "spirits" they were called, but they were more like quasi-dieties, immortal beings with lots of power. Sauron was a "spirit" alive sinse the beggining of time, and he was the one that created the ring. Tom Bombadil was also a "spirit", or quasi-diety, of equil power to Sauron. Therefore, since they were of equal power, the ring that Sauron had created had no power over him. Of course, this has nothing to do with the current situation. Not so easy....I have just been reading several essays on Tom Bombadil on the Net. There are several competing hypotheses about his essence. 1. He was a Maiar (as you suggest). 2. He was a Valar (major Deity - possibly Aule the Crafter). 3. He was some sort of Nature Spirit. The major problem with 1 & 2 is that even Gandalf (a Maiar and indeed, any Maiar) could be tempted by the Ring and influenced by it. To be Immune to the Ring, it is arguable that Tom is another Substance - not cast by the Known Tolien Mythology. Tom could make the Ring disappear, didn't go invisible, 'charmed' Frodo to give it to him without Frodo's usual 'possessiveness' Tom is "Eldest" - but not necessarily "Eldest Living" because that goes to Treebeard. Letter 153 by Tolkien Also T.B. exhibits another point in his attitude to the Ring, and its failure to affect him. You must concentrate on some part, probably relatively small, of the World (Universe), whether to tell a tale, however long, or to learn anything however fundamental - and therefore much will from that 'point of view' be left out, distorted on the circumference, or seem a discordant oddity. The power of the Ring over all concerned, even the Wizards or Emissaries, is not a delusion - but it is not the whole picture, even of the then state and content of that part of the Universe. I'm convinced something else is at play with Tom. Tolkien referred to a "Vow of Poverty" - and the relinquishing of Vanity, Possessiveness, Power - but this was only a metaphor, not a 'tangible'. .....still researching..... sil
Demon Lightfoot 07-25-03, 06:45 AM	Perhaps Tom is an extention of Iluvatar, in somewhat the same fashion that Fizban the Fabulous of Dragonlance was an extention of Paladine.
Silmarien Aldalome 07-25-03, 10:58 AM	Originally posted by Demon Lightfoot Perhaps Tom is an extention of Iluvatar, in somewhat the same fashion that Fizban the Fabulous of Dragonlance was an extention of Paladine. OoC: The theory has merit. Several authors refer to this possibility. But the main prohibition against this position comes from several comments made by Tolkien in the Mythology - they converge on the idea that Illuvatar was never "of the world but outside of it" from the beginning. When the Ainur Sang in the Void - some say that they Cast the Unfolding of Middle Earth in that Song - and when they "descended" into Arda - they were bound to their own Song. But - that doesn't prohibit the notion that Tom is somehow a 'projection' of Illuvatar - or as you say "an extension". Which must be True at some level - because at the very least all the Ainur "sprang from Illuvatar's thought". Tom could well be Immune to the Magic of Arda because this "extension of Illuvatar" is "outside of Arda" and thereby, somehow "outside of Time" while also being "here" from his point of view. I don't know DL Fizban - I'd love to hear how you cast Fizban - he is somehow relevant here, I'm sure. In terms of *No Time* and the OneLand Effect - several - for the Mythology here - the OoC posts are crucial in their assistance of Life here - when we re-engage Role-Play mode (rpm). Your idea is thought provoking. cheers silmarien
Kevmann 07-25-03, 01:37 PM	OOC: OK, back to the matter at hand, no more Tom! I swear, get a gamer on a tangent, and he just can't let it go :D
Silmarien Aldalome 07-25-03, 10:01 PM	Originally posted by Kevmann OOC: OK, back to the matter at hand, no more Tom! I swear, get a gamer on a tangent, and he just can't let it go :D :rofl: I'll share Tom's possible relevance to the OneLand's mythology - in Role Play Mode (i.e. RPM henceforward). So, Kev, if you want to join in now, you may continue, but choose an identity one of the Humans of the OneLand - visiting - maybe a relative of Sil's from her Human side - post his ID in the top of the entry. "It is lovely to see you here cousin - here - meet Demon Lightfoot, and also Tigernach. Zollex is about somewhere too - perhaps tending to the Forest. Seldom do my relatives visit - I'm afraid all the Elvishness tends to make most humans feel uncomfortable. Here - have some freshly baked Lembas. Now, what is your interest, my dear, on existential matters...you have suggested that our Deities are Outside of This (*waves hands over head*). Or is it that you have suggested that Our Deities are immune to Magik - for they are not. But, I have seen the Tomes here at Peredhil Hall, and at The Elven Fortress of Formeno Naúrë Cousin." At this point, she turns to Tigernach, and also to Demon Lightfoot - and neatens the tresses of her blue and silver Cloak - its Runes flare to life momentarily, in the Light of the Great Stone. "For, 'tis as you bespake, Tigernach - there are things we do not know. I found an entry may I read it to you. ...for during the Battle of Aranoth, and in the melding of spell-fires of hundreds of Masters there was a moment when the Blue Electricities and Dweomers were so violent and many that a sudden explosion erupted - but, all within the giant rupture - nigh a league in size - moved at different speed to those without. A bubble it seemed to me formed, as I watched on - and now they went Forward through Time and thence Backwards - for three beats of the Heart - Time was Split in Two, before again, another explosion tore outwards and all was restored. None within the Bubble believed what I saw... I have this warding Intuition - a message from Rh'iel of preparation - that we have "forgotten" something - maybe ourselves. And a recurring thought keeps exploding into my thoughts - without Will - it is from Rh'iel, I believe "all of the World is half a second-behind-time - and lost in Leaps Forwards" Ever and suddenly does this thought recur and pop up in mine head. As an alchemist - I am see Alchemical Matter are akin to The Twins of Shar and Selun. All Matter has both Shar and Selun stamped on it (OoC: Protons and Electrons) - yet, this explosive gas I know of (OoC: Hydrogen) cannot be broken down by any Alchemical force I know. All other substances can be returned to this gas - but when this gas if found - this is a Natural Limit..... ....I wonder ever what happened at Aranoth...
Dark Elven Shadow Master 09-17-03, 09:12 AM	A portal opens in your mind's eye - where the Shadow Weave coexists alongside the Weave. The Dark Elven Verse Masters Commune with the Shadow Weave - at the Formeno Naure - and their PluriPotent Voice reverberates through the Shadow Weave - and you can hear the distortion of Sound within the sub-vocal space of your mind. They threaten your psychic defences - for their Verse is not just Annihilation hurled at the Elves who they hate, but far worse because their Verse is an assault on your identity. They speak to your inner Paradox - where your world is split in two - into "this" and "that". The exact point where you are undecided about all things. They do not speak to the Outward Face of your psyche, or to the places where you are confident, but to the Hidden Face - where torture, abandonment, pain and shame lie locked in dark boxes far away from light. In this space - where are jealousy, spite, hate, silent resentment. Shar's face appears before you - and she is smiling in greedy malice. She holds the Karstone in her hand - and she Channels its Whole Magic into the Dark-Elven Verse - strengthening the Drow's Song All Throughout Realmspace - all throughout the One Land - Abomination - the Dark Mythal Strengthens, and that you see it Here - reveals the extent of the Amplification. The Dark Elven Verse Master's Verse is Nigh Complete The Elves will Fail their Halls shall Fall See Stone Unravel and Maiden wail The Earth to Rend and Will to Break See you are Mine, your Will undone No Hope for Life that you can Bring For Shar and We are Here to Sing That Elves' time has come and Hell On Earth Is Here to Stay, Our Verse will First This Day is Ours, the Elves shall Fall See Towers Break, and Pride defiled Despite is Yours, your Hate so Great Your Wish to End all that You Make Makes us Endure, and Aids our Gait
kedi 01-23-04, 12:43 PM	*enters the halls* *greets sis* "I'm sorry for I'm late, I needed to clear out some lines with the queen at evermeet." *wanders around* *puts his moonblade away*
kedi 01-26-04, 06:25 AM	*takes his yarting and sins a song* Now you all know The bards and their songs When hours have gone by I'll close my eyes In a world far away We may meet again But now hear my song About the dawn of the night Let's sing the bards' song Tomorrow will take us away Far from home No one will ever know our names But the bards' songs will remain Tomorrow will take it away The fear of today It will be gone Due to our magic songs There's only one song Left in my mind Tales of a brave man Who lived far from here Now the bard songs are over And it's time to leave No one should ask you for the name Of the one Who tells the story Tomorrow will take us away Far from home No one will ever know our names But the bards' songs will remain Tomorrow all will be known And you're not alone So don't be afraid In the dark and cold 'Cause the bards' songs will remain They all will remain In my thoughts and in my dreams They're always in my mind These songs of hobbits, dwarves and men And elves Come close your eyes You can see them too *looks at the listeners* I stand still in front of the crowd, Excited faces, what will be next? I still don't have a clue, I still don't have a clue... *puts his yarting away goes to the library, takes the book called Criminals in Evermeet, the Faerûn* -------------------------- [ooc: I suggest we post our character sheets in the OOC thread or here, whatcha think?]
Gellion 01-26-04, 07:24 AM	Originally posted by kedi [B]*takes his yarting and sins a song* Now you all know The bards and their songs When hours have gone by I'll close my eyes In a world far away We may meet again But now hear my song About the dawn of the night Let's sing the bards' song Tomorrow will take us away Far from home No one will ever know our names But the bards' songs will remain Tomorrow will take it away The fear of today It will be gone Due to our magic songs There's only one song Left in my mind Tales of a brave man Who lived far from here Now the bard songs are over And it's time to leave No one should ask you for the name Of the one Who tells the story Tomorrow will take us away Far from home No one will ever know our names But the bards' songs will remain Tomorrow all will be known And you're not alone So don't be afraid In the dark and cold 'Cause the bards' songs will remain They all will remain In my thoughts and in my dreams They're always in my mind These songs of hobbits, dwarves and men And elves Come close your eyes You can see them too You like Blind Guardian too Kedi?
kedi 01-26-04, 09:07 AM	Originally posted by Gellion You like Blind Guardian too Kedi? [ooc: I don't like,I love them, there is a difference :P]
Finwe 01-26-04, 11:49 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Tigernach - this Lore you bespeak of is of Before The Beginning of the Universe of The Before when Shar and Selun became twin polar opposites Now, in terms of how this INTERSECT with Peredhil Purpose - yes - your idea has viability - after all - Half-Elven beings are "both and neither" (both Elven and Human AND neither Each). We refer to this as the "Half-Elven Paradox". This paradox seems to echo with a "both and neither" hypothesis you bespeak of about Shar and Selun. (the deities of the Shadow Weave and Weave). You are speaking about a Gestalt - "Bombadilesque" - yes my friend - I like it - not a Power - but an IMMUNITY - and by way of coming from the Time Before Time. Now - as you know, one of the Half-Elven's Feats (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=632332#post632332) This Feat allows the Half-Elven to "glean" into the very essence of Reality - and intuitively feel one's way through events that involve the confluence of Elves and Men. Now, this is exactly what we here. So to Distil our Discussion 1. Half-Elven's capacity to Perceive Confluence - INTERSECTS WITH 2. A hypothesis about Immunity - and of the Time Before when Shar and Selun became twin polar opposites - INTERSECTS WITH 3. Some property of "the Earth Itself" - and therefore NOT magical in the Weave/Shadow Weave sense - INTERSECTS WITH 4. The Both&Neither Hypothesis of Synergy cuts two ways - once across the Half-Elven and once across Universal Order. Four Dimensions. Synthesis & Hypothesis for Testing 1. Time is an Illusion, and psychological experience of the Material Universe. 2. But, the Lore of Time might suggest that pre-Time "Isness" can be experienced - and drawn upon to Procure Immunity from Magik - because 3, Magik is "of Time" as opposed to "Outside of Time". 4. A Way Exists to Access *No Time* functions - that - allow Immunity to *All Stuff of Time - Including Magic* 5. The Half-Elven can attempt to *Allow No Time*. 6. All substance is Infused with the No Time Dimension - but this Dimension is only Hypothesised to Exist. 7. If it is the case that *No Time* Is - then Effect may Preceed Cause (the Trigger happens AFTER the effect - NOT before as we are used to thinking. Time Tricks us into thinking that Effect can Never Preceed Cause - but Time Does Not Exist) 8. Hypothesis: The OneLand's Dark Lord's Effects can Preceed their Causes and - and - so can ours. 9. Hypothesis: An Unfusion of Hydrogen (the LIGHTEST element) is the Effect that FOLLOWS from the Generation of No Time Fields. Experiment to Test Hypothesis An Unamking of Hydrogen (or the smallest particle) will trigger a back-flush of Effect Preceeding Cause - and create a No Time Field - an Immunity to both Shar and Selun. This may be possible by suspending Hydrogen in a Field of Pure Chaos - the "Annihilation" of substance of The Earth - HYDROGEN - One Proton (+ve) and One Electron (-ve) Again - the Twins of Life Speak to the Half-Elven. Silmarien The Half-Elven can Percieve how to Unmake Hydrogen. Tigernach - thou art well versed in Science as opposed to Magik - dost thou have any suggestions...? OOC: Unmaking Hydrogen requires destroying a proton, and that requires heat greater than that of thousands of stars. We're talking enough heat to make the elemental plane of fire seem frigid. We're talking Pelor getting third degreee burns from it. While this HAS existed before in hte universe, it would take another big bang , or a particle accelerator the length of the milky way, to recreate these temperatures. Also OOC: Tom could not have been Illuvatar, or Eru (his "true" name), for precisely the reason why Silmarien has put. The only time that he even influenced Arda was the downfall of Numenor, and that was because of a direct prayer from Manwe. Tom, as he says, was the first to come down to Arda. He is possibly merely another Mia, but yet in a different aspect of power. He is not one of the three vala of time, as they left the earth after forging the great ropes which guide forever the sun and the moon, and he could not be a creature of the earth, for he has dominion over the earth. THis leaves about 4 possibilities: 1. Tom is himself, either a valar or miar of great power, but self limiting. 2. Tom is a manifestation of Aule, the earth lord, come to help in middle earth. 3. Tom is lmo come for the same reason as Aule 4. Tom is a manifestation of Yavanna, and Goldberry one of Ulmo, and they are both there to provide sublte help for those of middle earth. P.S. Oldest living does not go to treebeard. Oldest living goes to the origanal elves. While the ents were CREATED first, the elves were first to awaken. BTW, Kevvman, Morgoth/Melkor never had the flame of creation, but he always sought for it. However, all he was ever able to make was cruel parodies of already existing creatures, such as orcs and trolls. IC: A pale being walks in the door. His skin is pure white, his hair blacker than night. Having been listening to the conversation for some time from outside, he speaks in a soft, low voice, which nevetheless can be heard perfectly by anyone in the room who can hear. "And so it begins for a second time,"he says, "The world shall once a again be wrought with destruction, wrent from its foundations, and cast out into the void, only to be made anew. Stopping this fate is not possible, but prolonging it can be done. Only by balacning the fluxuations of magic can you restore order, for a time. Once already this fate has come to me, but then I was but a young wizard. Now, I tell you, you must restore balance, or be destroyed."
Finwe 01-26-04, 12:34 PM	OOC: also, protons and electron are not opposites. While they exhibit opposite charges, the "true" opposite of an electron is a positron, and the "true" opposite of a proton is an "antiproton" (there are no cool names for it yet.). Protons, and antiprotons, are made form gluons/antigluons and quarks/antiquarks. There are 8 kinds of quarks, and in different combonations they create all the sub-atomic particles: nutrons/antinutrons, protons/antimutrons, and electrons/positrons. When matter and antimatter collide, the eliminate eachother, and turn into pure energy. Note: this is not theory. It is scientific fact. Ask Aravilar, he knows this too. Also, the unmaking of Hydrogen IS fission, but on the sub-sub atomic level...
Frostmourne 01-26-04, 12:55 PM	OOC: Hey, I just wanted to ask a quick question. Is the One Land starting up again? For a long time no one has posted on these threads, but I see some people are starting to post here again. If it is picking up again I would like to join.
Silmarien Aldalome 01-31-04, 03:08 AM	OoC: Hello Everyone We're BACK ...Silmarien studies Pereldar Halls - where the One Stone grieves the Making of the Ring of the Elf Bane - and cause of the Dark Lords Return. Pnatemul is under seige by the Allies - where the Rent in the Shadow Weave keeps Kevmann at bay. It is likely to be a several hundred year siege. At The Northern Flame - city of Elves - Formeno Naure - the City is besieged by Drow. But - life goes on. Silmarien stokes the fires - and sees the firelight reflect off the beautifully carved stone. Tapestries grace the walls, and several half-elves study huge and ancient Tomes in pillared halls. Silmarien is radiant with joy. I am to be married she declares to her friends. Lord Anglar Goldstem and I are betrothed. Rh'iel is pleased, and I need assistance with the preparations. I also need my most honoured and close friends to help us celebrate. We need Wedding Invitations, Wedding Vows, Dresses, and - most of all - a Bridal Party........
Silmarien Aldalome 01-31-04, 03:48 AM	Silmarien has just received a Sending from Aravilar - something about "best man" and weddings. OoC I.e. a PM Silmarien muses to herself - "we will have no social exclusion here - let us see if others wish to partake of such an honoured role also.... Aravilar! Speak!
aravilar_holistacia 01-31-04, 04:00 AM	A pale blue light stretched from the ground, revealing the presence of an elven archmage in full military uniform. "Arwen en amin, Silmarien, mankoi quel naa ele lle. Bethea auta, amin ettula," the mage said in polite High Elven. "I am summoned, my lady, and I come with congratulations for you and your fiancée." The mage bowed deeply, and he rose, revealing a small, greyish band attached to his finger. Upon closer inspection, the ring was made of pure force; why was it not clear? "I would be delighted if you would have me be so honored as to partake in your celebration as you fiancée's best man, my lady." The mage smiled then, and looked to the heavens.
Silmarien Aldalome 01-31-04, 04:17 AM	The Pereldar now number nearly 30 - appear one by one - as the news goes out. "Battle-Readiness becomes you Aravilar - I see you are prepared to fight for our lands. You honour us greatly. Ai! laurië lantar lassi! Ilya melindo Anglar - Ai! Varda Ancalime!" She pauses and her eyes stare straight at you - and flare to life with Magical Verse "Hallowed by Rh'iel's Light is my love for Anglar - and no small matter. There are many amongst the Pereldar who have also deserved this thing! Yet, clearly you must partake of our Vows - and you honour us with direct approach." She reaches up to a bookshelf and returns with an ancient Tome - it radiates magic. "If I utter this Verse - you are bound to the Duties that accompany those who stand with the man and woman to marry. In Rh'iel's Eye are you thus seen - naming these words. Do you agree to this and do you volunteer yourself to those duties freely? If you do - I will thence read from this tome, and you must repeat the words I speak. At any point - you are free to revoke your commitment. But - if you complete the Last Stanza - you are Bound to Fulfil Duty. Do you agree to this?" She studies you carefully
kedi 01-31-04, 04:17 AM	*bows respectfully* "Arwennin, are you geting married?? This is a wonderful news!" *gets a tome* "We need magic for a good wedding" *takes his yarting* "And ofcourse, a bard ;)"
aravilar_holistacia 01-31-04, 04:25 AM	Aravilar smiled widely, although anyone with a scrap of intelligence could tell he was pained deeply by his next words. "I will do as you wish, my lady, for the Lady Mystra requires it of her Chosen to honor such matters," he said. His face contorted slightly as he said, "Your love must be strong indeed; to such a beacon of life I shall lend my word and my person to your cause." His ring glowed briefly red before settling to an incandescent orange. "You have my spells and my swords, lady," Aravilar said.
Silmarien Aldalome 01-31-04, 04:31 AM	Silmarien, seeing Aravilar's pain - is moved deeply. "good friend" she begins with gentle tones "what ails you? I see pain on your brow - tell me of she who you have lost - that I may sustain you. After this we begin the Rights of Duty to the Betrothed - as Rh'iel speaks them. But first - I would give you succour. *hands you freshly baked Lembas* :cookie:
aravilar_holistacia 01-31-04, 04:40 AM	Aravilar's face was creased with pain when Silmarien said, "--tell me of she who you have lost, that I may sustain you." "She is an outstanding leader, my lady, who is fearless in her nature and unwavering in her dedication," he began, shivering visibly. "She is one of the few I would consider a friend." Aravilar actually started at this, turning his face slightly away. "I have lost many, my lady, but the last pains me more than the first. I pray this feeling of guilt and anguish does not last, for I will soon be consumed by my feelings should they continue." Aravilar looked down to the ground. OOC: Marvelous, Sil! I truly am a genius, I have woven into the story a plot that will truly test some things, and probably leave a huge mark in the storybook of the friendships of Aravilar, Silmarien, Anglar, and kedi. Mwaha. :D
Tenzhi 01-31-04, 04:47 AM	::Stormclouds ominously begin to gather at such a languid pace that it is almost unnoticeable until an hour had yet passed. Wispy, yet self-important clouds full of cantankerous character and seemingly ornery for they are heedless of the wind.::
Silmarien Aldalome 01-31-04, 04:50 AM	OoC: We run an "interlace game" here - you should introduce the thread here at MoP. Many threads, one game. Silmarien's mein softens noticeably as a tear forms in her eye. "Aravilar" she speaks very gently "...your grief runs deep - you honour us by sharing it. Your courage to continue is what makes you one of the Great. That you suffer - in Life this surety is for Lamentation and Acknowledgement. I will not run from this grief - but stand beside you while you feel it. Thence - your Courage and Gift to Anglar and I is enriched by your Choice." Silmarien incants - communing with Rh'iel. A silvery light falls on you - and The Goddess stands in your Mind's Eye Aravilar. Aravilar Holistica Rh'iel says May your Road be Blessed for Mystra's Sharing here. My Gift to you this day is this A small box appears before you. There is a silver rune in the top of the lid. It is clearly elvish in origin. Silmarien says - "come - let us sit a while 'ere our work begin". She puts another log on the fire as the Half-Elves sings softly by firelight.
Silmarien Aldalome 01-31-04, 04:54 AM	OoC: KEDSTER!!! *smiles warmly* Originally posted by kedi *bows respectfully* "Arwennin, are you geting married?? This is a wonderful news!" *gets a tome* "We need magic for a good wedding" *takes his yarting* "And ofcourse, a bard ;)" Great this Day for mine Kin! Hark! See those ominous storm clouds - it is the Good (Bad) Elf-Bane! He Arrives - and in stormy mood 't'would seem ;)
aravilar_holistacia 01-31-04, 04:56 AM	Aravilar follows silently as Silmarien leads him to the place of rest. Shall I really go through with such a tumultous incantation? I shall not pass the trials before me should I do so, for my heart is not clear. I thought her to be more sensitive to emotion than this, does she not see I was describing she herself? Aravilar thought to himself. He sat down near the fire, folding his hands and burying his face in them, the ring glowing green with envy.
Gellion 01-31-04, 02:39 PM	A magical portal opens, and a figure Silmarien has not seen in a long while steps through." I have heard that you are to be wed to the one you name Anglar. This is rather suuden, but that is not a bad thing. In what way may i help you my lady?"
Tenzhi 01-31-04, 06:45 PM	::Lightning flashes within the cloud and the eye is held captive. Perhaps by trick of light or fears remembered one imagines one sees a shape gathering within the cloud - a great serpentine shape whose coils stretch into infinity. And as the image fades and fear once again recedes into memory the serpent roars - or perhaps it was just the thunder.::
aravilar_holistacia 01-31-04, 07:30 PM	You knew this day would come, Aravilar. I knew that this day would come, yes, Keya, but I did not know that it would come in this way. Remember my last, Ava. It's only a few more years... Yes, and the torment of seeing yet another marriage? How many times must I pass over love for you? Aravilar's ring burned slightly, itching his finger. And of course you don't want me to lament over this. You had the soulbinding, you saw what Hanali wanted. Did she want for me to suffer the losses of all that I hold most dear? Silmarien... for one. What's she got that I don't? Aravilar scowled up into the sky. It's not like that, it's just-- It's just what? She's mortal? Hanali and Mystra willed this so. We are bound, you and I, Keya, and then again we are cut from one another. This is a test I will fail, should Rh'iel do so. Because you are jealous. Yes. Aravilar turned the ring around his finger, severing the mindspeak.
kedi 01-31-04, 07:47 PM	*watching the conversation between ava and keya, he takes his yarting and plays on* I've seen the moon And the first sunrise I'll leave it to the memories And kiss the wind goodbye For the Eldar I'm traped inside this dream Of the Eldar's Song of Doom I've tasted poison When I drank the wine of fate But fear was in my hearth I realized too late The house of spirits' call For the Eldar I'm traped inside this dream Of the Eldar's Song of Doom High's the fee Soon my spirit return Welcome dawn Your light will take me home I sat farewell For the Eldar I'm traped inside this dream Of the Eldar's Song of Doom *Takes a pen, some ink, some paper, and writes down a poem* "Call me whenevr you want to, I'll be siting under the tree, waiting for the weding come to"
aravilar_holistacia 02-01-04, 12:31 PM	Aravilar fell into Reverie, his eyes fluttering shut. I can talk to you, here. I'm not going to admit anything more. I said my piece. You admitted you were jealous of Anglar and Silmarien? I did not. I have a marriage. A messed up one, Aravilar. It won't be right for a long while. Until you die, or come to visit me. What are you jealous of, then? ...Nothing. The ring on Ava's finger burned. You love Silmarien! I have nothing to prove to you, Keya. True. It's already been proved. Aravilar sighed. What do you want me to admit? You love Silmarien. I... You... Can I really say that? It's... sacrilegous. I'll bet. You must feel guilty. I have much to be guilty about. What are you going to do? Rh'iel won't let you take the oath if your conscious is guilty. You'll be smited. I have to clear my conscious, then? Shouldn't you? I don't want to... anger... anyone. Especially Anglar. Last time we spoke, he stormed off. Then you're in a situation. I'm at a loss for words. What do I do? I'm smitten. The ring glowed green, fierce emerald, and the Reverie was broken. "Kedi!" Aravilar said. "By the gods, were you listening that whole time?"
Gellion 02-01-04, 01:17 PM	*Gellion notices something is off with Aravilar* Lord Aravilar, what troubles you? OOC: I assume you were talking in your mind?
aravilar_holistacia 02-01-04, 02:03 PM	Aravilar's head turned to Gellion. "I'm having a bit of an internal problem, Gellion. It's kinda... sensitive. I'm torn between two things: life and death. Kinda weird that way." OOC: Aravilar (the blue) was speaking aloud, but Keya (the pink) was in his mind, Gell.
Gellion 02-01-04, 02:09 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia Aravilar's head turned to Gellion. "I'm having a bit of an internal problem, Gellion. It's kinda... sensitive. I'm torn between two things: life and death. Kinda weird that way." OOC: Aravilar (the blue) was speaking aloud, but Keya (the pink) was in his mind, Gell. Well, is there anything i may do to be of service to you Lord Aravilar? OOC:Oh, i see, thankies.:)
aravilar_holistacia 02-01-04, 02:14 PM	Aravilar chuckled. "Find a cure for love and I'll give you Toril's weight in gold, my friend," he said to Gellion. He smiled deeply.
Gellion 02-01-04, 02:27 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia Aravilar chuckled. "Find a cure for love and I'll give you Toril's weight in gold, my friend," he said to Gellion. He smiled deeply. "Well, that is something i unfortuantely cannot find. But i wish you luck in this matter."
aravilar_holistacia 02-01-04, 02:41 PM	"Thank you for your concern, however, Gellion." Aravilar walked away to find a place to think quietly. I certainly hope Anglar does not find out about this, he thought to himself.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-02-04, 05:29 AM	OoC: Ok Guyz - greetings - well done all! I'll attend to each poster. Tenzhi Upon seeing the serpentine formation in the heavens - Silmarien is caught somewhere between awe and alarm. She summons Spelllore to see if she can trace the origins of the Dweomer. The tendrils to infinity - they have no basis in her knowledge.....but one word comes to mind "Elf-Bane" - she intakes breath - and resumes preparations....for not there is nothing to be done.... Kedster - that was a fantastic Verse :bow: The Elven Lore of Westernesse The Sailing Ships and White Plumed Waves See then the Shores where gulls do cry Lamenting Sounds of Elvish Voice Between the Worlds of Life and Death The Eldar Stand - in Mithril Bright But - hark recall the Second Verse of Mandos' Voice and Prophesy Whose Sounds does Ring Beyond all Time To Lighten Load and Fill with Hope For thence shall come the Second Life of Light and Tree and Valar's Might The Powers shall Return to Life The World again be hallowed bright With Song and Form of Elf and Man Shall Stand against the Lord of Dark In Epic Might and Shaken Earth The Healing of All Life on Earth Lord Kedi - woulds thou stand with on - amongst the Honoured in our Party - whence shall our Vow be Named - of Love betwixt Anglar and Myself - and for Rh'iel to Hallow and make True? Gellion Hail Gellion :bow: - well met lord of Men - A Vow I hold myself true to. You have stood with mine kin - nigh the very gates of Hell - and with us brought all your Lore. For this the Pereldar owe you eternal allegiance. Would you also - Grace us with - and stand amongst us. To affirm and witness that which is Pure betwixt Anglar and myself. No greater joy would I know should you agree. To Kedi and Gellion - Rh'iel would Hallow mine words to Anglar - and for this - would you stand before the Lady - and can you withstand Rh'iel's bright gaze? Aravilar Silmarien sees the torment of Aravilar - and this glowing ring - that pulsates in some eerie wierd light. It disturbs Sil. She sees a splitting of mind in Aravilar - although Sil cannot tell exactly what the content of the split is. Silmarien is troubled - she sees Aravilar's face darken - and can sense.... OoC - well with a little help from aravilar anyhowz ....very Miranda Otto of you (Eowyn in LotR movie - remember - and creepy.) ...that Aravilar's heart is conflicted. She looks at Aravilar with a focussed stare. She sees a darkening of Aravilar's mein - the look of anguish, perhaps jeolousy, perhaps malice - but it passes. But Sil notes it nonetheless [Mental/SelfTalk]What on Toril is this? This is troubling. I must halt this 'ere it makes trouble What on Toril is going on?[/MentalSelfTalk] Silmarien stares straight at you and says in steely, strong, clear words. Her tones promise to to be immovable: "Aravilar - speak more plainly - something ails you. I would know of what. Remember - Anglar is nigh as senior in age as am I - and we have shared much together. Our Union is therefor Hale and Hallowed. There is naught that can change this. I must be clear about these limits with you. Speak!
Silmarien Aldalome 02-02-04, 06:24 AM	....my Beloved - I must meet with him...Matters become urgent... OoC: let's go visitin' guyz >>Drow Foundation (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=2458693#post2458693) <<
Gellion 02-02-04, 06:26 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome To Kedi and Gellion - Rh'iel would Hallow mine words to Anglar - and for this - would you stand before the Lady - and can you withstand Rh'iel's bright gaze?[/i] "Silmarien, it has been a while. Silmarien, i know you wish for a secure location for you and Anglar to be wed. Is there anything I may do to help you in this manner?"
Silmarien Aldalome 02-02-04, 06:37 AM	Originally posted by Gellion "Silmarien, it has been a while. Silmarien, i know you wish for a secure location for you and Anglar to be wed. Is there anything I may do to help you in this manner?" First and foremost - your fidelity matters most. This thing - more than any other - and sustains me. I only hope I grant the same in equal measure to thee good friend. Has Aravilar said anything to thee Gellion - that would enlighten my troubled heart. Something is amiss - and I cannot put my finger on what. Also - see the Skies - where Dark Storm Clouds do gather....
Gellion 02-02-04, 06:45 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome First and foremost - your fidelity matters most. This thing - more than any other - and sustains me. I only hope I grant the same in equal measure to thee good friend. Has Aravilar said anything to thee Gellion - that would enlighten my troubled heart. Something is amiss - and I cannot put my finger on what. Also - see the Skies - where Dark Storm Clouds do gather.... "Lord Aravilar asked me if i could find a cure for love, although i know he was not being serious. I know, that is one thing i cannot find the cure for. I believe you will have to apeak with him yourself if you want to find out anything else. Now, Lady Silmarien, I will stand by you for these times, and hopefully for many more to come. As for the storm clouds that gather, I have not had the time too examine them closer. What do you wish me to do to help with the ceremonies?" OOC: Yay, this whole RP thingymajig is back up again.:)
kedi 02-02-04, 06:51 AM	"Lord Kedi - woulds thou stand with on - amongst the Honoured in our Party - whence shall our Vow be Named - of Love betwixt Anglar and Myself - and for Rh'iel to Hallow and make True?" To Kedi and Gellion - Rh'iel would Hallow mine words to Anglar - and for this - would you stand before the Lady - and can you withstand Rh'iel's bright gaze? "I'd be honored to serve you with my skills sis', just tell me what to do," [OOC: I'm going to create my PC for this game and post it in the PCotOL OOC thread (if we have any :rolleyes:]
Silmarien Aldalome 02-02-04, 07:04 AM	OoC: :cool: ha - we have good Anglar to thank for this! We gotta new Foundation in the Multi-Thread Wars of the Seventh Age of the OneLand. :cool: ...Silmarien's face looks worried. "I see. I shall speak with Aravilar - as you suggest." She says to Gellion. "But ...it is very....peculiar." Sil then flicks the concern aside, and her eyes are radiant as she says to Gellion. "The Far Realms - are Timeless - would you stand by my left hand on the day - and Be Rh'iel's Guardian - by the Power Vested in you From the Far Realms?" she pauses "...there is more - but first I ask this..."
Gellion 02-02-04, 07:15 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome OoC: :cool: ha - we have good Anglar to thank for this! We gotta new Foundation in the Multi-Thread Wars of the Seventh Age of the OneLand. :cool: ...Silmarien's face looks worried. "I see. I shall speak with Aravilar - as you suggest." She says to Gellion. "But ...it is very....peculiar." Sil then flicks the concern aside, and her eyes are radiant as she says to Gellion. "The Far Realms - are Timeless - would you stand by my left hand on the day - and Be Rh'iel's Guardian - by the Power Vested in you From the Far Realms?" she pauses "...there is more - but first I ask this..." "It would be an honor Lady Silmarien. I will do whatever you ask of me for this occasion." OOC::)
Silmarien Aldalome 02-02-04, 07:18 AM	"I'd be honored to serve you with my skills sis', just tell me what to do," [OOC: I'm going to create my PC for this game and post it in the PCotOL OOC thread (if we have any :rolleyes:] Cool to the OoC bit and ...we must consult with Anlgar - there is you, Gellion, Aravilar, thus far. My beloved Anglar must be involved in this discussion. Know this - it is becoming a dangerous wedding Kedi. The Elf-Bane is amongst us, and I am deeply troubled by Aravilar - who seems strange suddenly. Do you have any thoughts about the Gathering?
aravilar_holistacia 02-02-04, 06:00 PM	In a small forest glade there was a pool of radiant water, a truly blessed place, sacred to Corellon. An archmage in light blue stared down at the water, occasionally throwing small stones at his reflection. "Aravilar - speak more plainly - something ails you. I would know..." That was Silmarien, Aravilar thought. "...Aravilar said anything to thee Gellion - that would enlighten my..." That was Silmarien, also, he thought to himself. "...Aravilar asked me if i could find a cure for..." That must have been Gellion, the mage mindspoke. "...Aravilar - as you suggest... But ...it is very....peculiar. The..." Silmarien, again, Aravilar thought. "...Aravilar, thus far. My beloved Anglar must be involved in..." Sil, again. "...Aravilar - who seems strange suddenly. Do you have any thoughts..." Sil, again! The mage sighed and said quite plainly, using the Chosen of Mystra's name attunement, "Silmarien... there is a glade north of you. There I... Silmarien... am." A mite bit silly, really, using the name in the middle of the sentence, but then again, it is nine words, is it not? he thought.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-02-04, 06:43 PM	What seemed like a fierce ten hour tempest in just two seconds was actually one of the worst rides frosty has ever had to ride. After steping out of this temptest-portal he also falls three feet into the ground...just barly able to hold himself from falling and ruining his nicest garments. Any farmer could tell you that his outfit looked as formal as tavern dress but for a "lad" from the High Forest it was a pretty spiffy outfit. He wasent worried too, too much about his outfit as he was about his finely crafted Elven-Made sword that looked like it was worth more then all of the things in waterdeep down to foundation itself put together. To his left however he just remebered was his fragile custom made instrument that litteraly looked like a cross between a mandolin and a lute but could sound like anything. This instrument to the partly-bard-like man is like a +5 Holy Avenger is to a paladin...It is one of the most desired and most beatifull things that one of that trade could ever gaze on. For all the wonderfull things he carried on him, his expression was dull, void, tired, unhappy. All he could think to himself was "Why in the world did I forget to request Finwe to make me a portal to this world so I wouldent have to use the stones old trick". Never a fan of cosmology-planner-onlywizardslikefinwecanunderstand travel he sets off to find the halls of his kin, knowning not the land yet following his heart which has ever failed him before. OOC: Meh sorry for not posting on this fourm for a while I been busy but I swear (again I know...) I will make all effort to pay more attention! Anyways I think I need to tell a bit about my background beacuses its kinda hard to explain to people outside the RP backround of Ava or Finwe. ---- Frosty was not always Frosty...he was once well...triplets. A ranger, a paladin, and a bard. Half-elven to the last drop of blood they were the heros of the High Forest along with a band of other roudy outlaws and rebels and dwarven archers...half-orc rangers...monk assassins...you name it...it was there. Oh but we cant forget the scottsmen who was part dwarvin, part human, part giant, all ***-kicking machine. One fierce fighter with a bald head but a beard of defiant sunlight. There tales were long and there adventures grand but they all eventually died (what happend to them will be roleplayed out later...) except for the three brothers...the ranger, the paladin, and the bard. They thought there time was up however one day when they were very old and only three of them togther ambushed by frost giants and frost wourms by the dozen. They slayed many but nearly feel to there death. No one knows what happend (yet...) but somehow they lived but they were no longer three...but one. "Reborn in the Ice" was what that tale was called. Thats how he got his name. Frost. It might have had some influenced with the sword that lay beside them though...with only the name Frostbite on one side and Ravenheart on the back. They were the incarnation of Halreth...the first son of Lord Frostbite Ravenheart of the Blessed of Luna and House Ravenheart and also the first Ravenheart in Toril. (Thats all for now the rest will have to be roleplayed out but this should give you more a general idea of who I roleplay in this thread. I normaly show my more bardly side as thats my more Underestimated/weaker looking side.) -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart, Elder of House Ravenheart and Last of the Blessed of Luna.
aravilar_holistacia 02-02-04, 09:35 PM	"Frostbite." The pool rippled, showing the bard's visage. Aravilar calmly said, "Frosty, my friend. I am just south of you; come visit me, my old friend! I am in the forest. You'll know it when you see it." The pool bubbled as the message was sent.
anglar 02-02-04, 09:49 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia Aravilar chuckled. "Find a cure for love and I'll give you Toril's weight in gold, my friend," he said to Gellion. He smiled deeply. I too know what you are going through my friend. For this is why I have my own fears of a large wedding. It was 5 years ago, not so long for Elves like you and I, and yet I still remember it all as clearly as if it were happening before me. The summer air was sweet with flowers and a light mist of water. The morning rays of the sun crept into my window, bringing the dawn of my new life with it. Had I any idea how that day would end, I would have cut the sun from the sky to keep forever the night before. The ceremony was fabulous. We started outside as Angelina and I made our ways from opposite sides of Palatia to the Grand Feasting Hall. I arrived first, as was our custom. The remaining members of the city filed in to take whatever place they could find. The forty foot doors opened and in walked my Angel. She was beautiful. I haven't the words to describe her for fear I would do her injustice. I didn't even realize that the sky had suddenly begun to darken with heavy clouds. As we neared the end of the ceremony, we were shocked by the sudden pounding upon the main doors. Before anyone, anyone but the traitor that is, knew what was going on, the doors burst open and in flooded a sea of undead. They had somehow penetrated our mythal. No one was prepared to turn back such a force. I made the best of what I could, but then they appeared. The Vampires Gothicca. Lead by their patriarch Muerte, they cut a swath through the crowd strait to my Angel. I had left her with the High Priestess of Corellon, a very accomplished one in her own right. They tore her apart at the waist like she were nothing more than a tissue. I struggled to get to Angelina, but the zombies were purposely holdng me back. That's when I noticed they weren't trying to kill me. They simply held me in place while Muerte sank his fangs into my Angel just before they teleported away. If that wasn't enough, I also watched as my parents were rendered limb from limb. The next hour or so I have no memory of what I did. I only know I later came back to my senses covered from head to toe in the ichor of those beasts. That night I sat in prayer to whatever god would hear me. Tyr came to me in a vision and told me that what I asked for boardered between justice and vengence. I swore fealty to him and in return I was given the power to always know the difference between the two. The city burned our dead three days later. It was the first time in over 100 years that my grandfather came into the city for anything other than to come to our home. I would spend the next four years hunting down and bringing to justice those who truly caused so many to die needlessly that day. I even destroyed the thing my Angel had become. I also learned that we have a daughter somewhere out there. I have searched. I have killed. I have also found the cure for love. It is Love. You can still love those you have lost and honour them, while yet you can love another just as much. That is Love's true blessing.
aravilar_holistacia 02-02-04, 10:10 PM	((OOC: Am I not in the woods? :D:D Okay, lol, ang)) Aravilar jumped lightly at the sound of the darkblood's voice. He turned about slowly, turning his cold eyes on the man knows as Anglar. "What ho, the dark elf cometh!" Aravilar said quite icily. "I was expecting you to send assassins, and lo! am I blessed with you yourself, your designs and your fates." Aravilar stared into Anglar's eyes, silently cursing every fiber of the darkblood's being. Aravilar's eyes began to glow slightly, the spellfire rising in his blood. "Not just any darkblood, I suppose, but the one who shall torment me so, wretched me in the darkness, my tangible threads of love he doth shatter in sport!" Aravilar said, although it was unclear to whom he spoke: Anglar, or himself. The high elf muttered, "I know the burdens of the world, Anglar Goldstem. I know what it is to lose and to love. I know what it is to curse yourself each time the sun rises, because you are not dead! "Oh, that I wish I was! I wish every morn that the fibers of my soul would ascend the heavens and alight the skies! Oh, doth the gods not will it so? Nay! they say, for 'tis my duty to live, my responsibility to survive! "I am presented with the very thing that completes me, that which I want most dearly, and yet again from beneath the roses comes that which I lack! I lack what it is to love, or so it may be! "I can love as any other, Goldstem. Question me not on such. I question you, lord! What shall come thence from marital bliss, that accursed presence of life! What dark light shines upon Aravilar's heart so, that he may be forced to live eternal life dreaming mercilessly of a fallen love and a guilty one anew? "Why am I tormented so, you who I despise? Answer me these questions, only you the answers know! "Apart from my wretched soul you steal my passion, my fiery flame of light that holds me in whole! By the gods, Anglar Goldstem, my Harper friend, my savior, and my slayer, what brings you to me!" Aravilar's eyes were glowing bright orange. Never before had the spellfire burned so... Aravilar blinked once, and a flaming tear fell from his eye, dropping softly to the forest floor.
Gellion 02-02-04, 10:17 PM	"Sir Anglar, i know your ceremony will need all the protection it can get. I will summon some powerful creatures to watch over the ceremony, that is if you wish me to do so."
anglar 02-02-04, 10:41 PM	Oh Ava. Answers to your questions I may have, and yet may not. You say you hate me so for the blood that runs deep in my veins. I believe it is not this, but that when you look into my eyes you see staring back at you the very thing you truly are most afraid of in this life. You see yourself. You fear becoming that which you hate most. I know thi because I was there once myself. I was little better than a vampire. I hunted my prey without relent, without remorse. I enjoyed killing them. And, true, I began to pray for that day when my defenses would not hold firm and I would be slain. I began to hate the rising of the sun as much as I hated those who had taken from me what was most dear. I went on to kill the Gothiccas in their own home, only to learn that they only gained passage because of one who was my best friend grwoing up. Jealousy drove him to doing what he did. But my road did not end there. The Brotherhood of Gothicca hunted me, and I later learned that they were set on my trail by the very ones who arranged for Muerte and Larnedo to meet, the Drow of Naq'nessen, my grandfather's home city. For all my pain, he must live with knowing that it all happpened for the sin he committed against them nearly 1000 years before. I watched Naq'nessen burn to the floor of the Underdark, yet I was not satisfied. Lloth placed her own curse on me. So I existed. I did not truly live. You hate me, becasue you are my brother in this torment. We are Elves. Lest we love another Elf and hide away from the dangers of the world, we are destined to lose those we love. Whether it be to spell or blade or time. Truly, who wants to live forever? Gods be damned, I don't.
aravilar_holistacia 02-02-04, 10:56 PM	The fury inside Aravilar at this DARKBLOOD'S words raised his spellfire levels higher than ever before. Flames curled around Aravilar's legs and arms, almost holding him back from releasing his anger on the other elf. A crown of blue-white fire sprouted from Aravilar's head. "You are truly blinded by what you preach, my slayer," Aravilar said. As he spoke, small puffs of spark and smoke came from his lips. "Do you even know what torments me more than the loss of my wife? You do not, child. "You speak of immortality. I wished it, until I had it. Yes, I hate it now. I want to die. I want to rejoin her. "I had a chance on this realm, you knave. I had a chance to live again, without fear or regret. You know of whom I speak, Goldstem." Aravilar's palms erupted into pure spellfire, his limbs writhing with flame. "I love, and I hate! Perhaps thou the reason know? I know not, but it burns and I feel it so!" Aravilar's body shimmered slightly, a silvery glow. "I love as you do, Anglar, my frie- "But behold! Do I dare "friend" speak you? Do I dare call my slayer a friend? Heavens, no! "I call you a thief and my Reaper. I call you the destroyer of my being, the harvester of my emotion!" Aravilar's eyes dripped freely the flaming fires. "I call you the rogue who has taken my last hope at life, here, in the world. You deny me my existance." At this, the flames subsided, Aravilar's form regaining its corporeality. "I love, I hate... perhaps thou the reason know? You know just as I do. It burns, the spellfire, the emotional web, and I feel it oh so burning. "You have stolen from me the last scrap of life I ever wanted. You have taken my passion, and my dreams. You have taken, my good Reaper, the lady Silmarien."
anglar 02-02-04, 11:22 PM	Pathetic child. I took nothing. She gave herself to me willingly. She gave her love to me. I only accpeted. I had reasoned you had stronger feeling for Sil than you had openly expressed. I simply chose not to expose them before all the others. You did this for yourself. Yet you know not what I speak. You look into my eyes and you see yourself. You see yourself standing where I am, both in life and position. You wished for immortality, yet don't you know that as a Chosen of Mystra you cannot die of old age. I know much about the Chosen of the Lady of Mysteries. My greatest friend is one as well. Unleash your fire inside upon me if you desire, for it cannot harm me. Your blood is consumed by a demon that is the same color as your eyes, as my eyes. Again, jealousy tries to take from me what I have be blessed with in life. IF you truly love Silmarien, then tell her, not me. Or is it that you have placed all your hopes in her loving you the way you think you love her? IF you love her, let her go the way she chooses. If she chooses you, then so be it. I honour her too much to to envy her choice. I honour who she is as my friend so much more than what I could hope if I dared considered her nothing more than a prize to be won. By the way, those flames don't become the Chosen of Mystra very well. You exemple more of Cyric for the now.
aravilar_holistacia 02-02-04, 11:44 PM	Aravilar chewed his tongue furiously, the ring on his finger glowing an all-compassing white, throwing its light on the glade. "Summon her here, then, child. Do not defend the impossible. There is more at work than YOU know, my Reaper." Aravilar turned about, lashing out furiously at the surrounding area. The pond nearby began to boil at an alarming rate. Spellfire erupted from his hands, forming a molten glow about Aravilar's person. The energies traveled up his arms, into his heart, and up and down his body. Aravilar turned about to face the man Anglar again. "The burning of the fires of Kossuth know no more than my heart. The light of the shining Selune does not compare to my sorrow. The shades of the lady Shar cover my soul; I fear what will come on the 'morrow. "Nocturnes sing and arias hear; Mend the burns I deadly fear; Love and joy, ripped from me; You my Reaper, death are thee. "Life and passion; Death and despair; Clash in my heart; Shall my mind beware? "The lady Chosen I love doth not torment me so; should the light of the Seldarine send me away, away from the love I know? "The light of the gods torment me thus; it is not much more than simple elvish lust "For the fires in my heart burn hotter than the lights of the stars. The lights of the heavens dare not compare to the burning, burning, in there "Deep within my soul does the passion still reside am I doomed to live until the day I confide "In the one who torments me? In the one whom I dream of so? The one who I view in my visions? The one who I love absolutely? "This I tell you, Goldstem, your grace 'tis not mine nor 'tis your place "The lady must pass her judgment on me and only by her sweet word shall I be set ever free." Aravilar looked quite clearly into Anglar's eyes and said, "That long soliloquy repeats in my mind more than you know. Every moment I exist is burnt into this long poem. Every fiber of my life is woven into this tale. All that I am is given to the Lady. All that I was... Let the Lady decide, what ho, what thence? Away shall I go, away, hence? Should passion comsume me, what then I do? To be returned to my love, is all I shall aspire to."
anglar 02-03-04, 12:04 AM	I'll not summon her as if she were dog trained to come at my beckoning. You boast to have known love, but you know it no more. For all your power, you are still nothing more than a souless husk. If Rh'iel should see fit to bring Silmarien here, then so be it. I take my leave of you, Ava. I pray thee take this time to consider what we both have said here.
aravilar_holistacia 02-03-04, 12:12 AM	(OOC: To the friend of mine who looked over my poetry, :D:D:D;)!!!) "Back then, creature of the shade, for I shall have naught to do with you. I'll not stand around like a fool, Anglar. I am to the Lady!" Aravilar teleported off. Appearing at the Lady Silmarien's side, Aravilar said, "My lady of torment, lady of sorrows, lady of the crystalline heart you hold in your hand, a heart of mine, yours to crush, I must speak with you." Aravilar looked quite distraught.
Tenzhi 02-03-04, 12:53 PM	Lightning strikes forth, caressing the ground with forkéd tongue. And as the ground and sky become so merged the ecstasy of Heaven is wrought on Earth in the form of a mithril altar as fine in craftsmanship and artistry that the gods themselves would weep to look upon it; would e'en they give their very immortality to stand in its presence and be wed, sacraficed or even conscribed to their final rest. And the Thunder speaks so that all across the land may hear: "Behold! Tenzhi the Ti Hsien, the Enlightened Immortal, Sage of the Heavens, Forgotten Judge of Kara-Tur, named the Benevolent Bane of Elven-Kind across the Multiverse has come to bear witness to the marriage of Silmarien and Anglar. As proof of his... "goodwill"... in this matter, he has brought forth the mithril altar of Corellon so that such an auspicious wedding may have a proper setting." And with that the thunder becomes silent and the clouds begin to dissipate. Forth from the dissipating clouds comes an elephant seemingly constructed from silver and iron and walking on the air as if it were solid rock. And riding atop the elephant is the Elf-Bane himself. Tenzhi, the Elf-Bane (http://home.indy.rr.com/tenzhipics/Tenzhirockcol.jpg) ((Drawn by an artist friend of mine, coloured by yours truly.))
aravilar_holistacia 02-03-04, 05:01 PM	"Behold! Tenzhi the Ti Hsien, the Enlightened Immortal, Sage of the Heavens, Forgotten Judge of Kara-Tur, named the Benevolent Bane of Elven-Kind across the Multiverse has come to bear witness to the marriage of Silmarien and Aravilar. OOC: Tenzhi, did you intend to make that typo? It's Anglar and Sil.... Although Aravilar would have it differently.... :rolleyes:
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-03-04, 05:38 PM	Dai'Morra appears on the ground in a bright white light. The harps of angels sweetly playing a very soft song could be made out when she appeared. She looks around and stretches wondering how she managed to land here, but shrugs, "Why not, I'm sure to find an adventure waiting to happen around here." The dagger she replaces on her hip just under the strap that hugs her waist. (ooc: For a picture of her, see the post near the bottom of the last page of the Character Posting Board. :D)
anglar 02-03-04, 06:35 PM	"It would appear that the party is growing. Well met, my lady." Anglar bows to Dai'Morra. "I am Anglar Goldstems. I hope this day finds you well. Do forgive me if I can't stay long. I have preparations for my upcoming wedding to attend to and may have to leave with little notice. By the sight of other things, it also appears that others have plans all of their own which wouldn't concern me very much save for that they involve the woman I love. Until then, I pray thee to sit and talk with me if you so desire. What brings you to this little corner of the multiverse?" Anglar conjures up a table and chairs. The table is set with fine silver serving dishes and a large bowl of various fruits, a tray of breads and cheeses, and a large goblet of wine. Anglar pulls one chair back "If you please," he says as he motions for Dai'Morra to sit before taking a seat himself.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-03-04, 09:43 PM	Apon hearing his good ol'friend (and only gold elven friend) avas magical whisper. Quite used to such spells he followed along until his voice got everlouder. "Greetings Sir Ava" Frosty shouted comming apon the willy old wizard. "I must speak with Lord Anglar and Lady Silm if you would not show me the way or point in the right direction."
aravilar_holistacia 02-03-04, 10:12 PM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart Apon hearing his good ol'friend (and only gold elven friend) avas magical whisper. Quite used to such spells he followed along until his voice got everlouder. "Greetings Sir Ava" Frosty shouted comming apon the willy old wizard. "I must speak with Lord Anglar and Lady Silm if you would not show me the way or point in the right direction." "Well met and welcome, my friend," Aravilar greeted the bard. "However you come at a time I cannot speak of; instilled in this coming night are emotions untold." Aravilar looked back at Sil. "I would speak with you, holder of my heart."
Tenzhi 02-04-04, 12:49 AM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Tenzhi, did you intend to make that typo? It's Anglar and Sil.... Although Aravilar would have it differently.... :rolleyes: ::mutters something about "Elves" and "looking alike" before editing his post:: :behold:
anglar 02-04-04, 01:16 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi ::mutters something about "Elves" and "looking alike" before editing his post:: :behold: I love you too, Tenzhi. "If you'll pardon me for a moment, milady, I'd like to change the weather mood somewhat," Anglar says as he stands and begins casting a spell. The sky becomes filled with large fluffy clouds. A slight but noticable rain begins to fall. "There. I rather like the smell of rain. If it bothers you, I can conjure something to cover you." ooc - the rain is purple if you look closely.
Tenzhi 02-04-04, 02:25 AM	OOC: Purple Rain? What a "Prince"ly effect... As he nears the ground, the figure atop the elephant chuckles as rain begins to fall. "One artificial storm departs and another begins. This one needs more thunder and lightning, though." He gives a small shake of his staff and the jangle of brass rings is echoed by peals of musical thunder and streaks of magenta lightning in the sky. "Much better."
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-04-04, 02:56 PM	Dai'Morra looks around, "It is very lovely and I can protect myself thank you, might I add you do a great deal to welcome your guests do you not?" She smiles and looks around then up at the sky. "Oh, and the smell of rain I've always found quite comforting." She offers another bright smile, "Forgive my manners, I am Dai'Morra Clayrentha. I am a healer, fighter, and sorceress descended from the Aasimars and Archons." She holds her right hand out to him.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-04-04, 04:22 PM	Greetings Dai'Morra Claayrentha - well met traveller. 'Twould seem we have guests in Pereldar Halls. We prepare for a celebration - I am not at my most hospitable for there is much to ready. However, please rest easily - I have a few moments. How fares the outside world? To Anglar *smiles* greetings beloved - she studies the rains and takes a breath of fresh air. "Ahh - see how Rh'iel's Grace fills all the world with cleansing water. No more Hale is there a thing than the Rains of the Deities - let us praise this." She turns to Anglar - and gestures for him to sit with the Half-Elves and gathering folk at the fireplace, where a dancing fire warms the halls. OoC In another time segement To Avarilar "Aravilar - you have summoned me with some wish to speak with me. I must be plain with you: I am troubled by your mood of late - and fear that something is amiss. While I would never be so rude as to intrude upon your thoughts - I have noticed you are overcome by many emotions. I have sensed hate, rage, jeolousy - amongst your usual range: joy, happiness, contentment and peace. You are a Chosen of Mystra - [i]what ails you? Will you speak of it?" She emphasises the "what" with a slightly threatening vocal intonation - and Sil's eyes widen into a vigilant stare - you sense that Sil is cautious, and guarded. OoC: Her fidelity to Anglar is unshakable - but Sil also fears the power of Silverfire and of Mystra's Chosen. MentalSelfTalk]...it cannot be possible - that a Chosen of Mystra be anything but reliable and dependable....[/MentalSelfTalk] She shrugges the thought asisde
Silmarien Aldalome 02-04-04, 04:25 PM	greetings lord Frostbite - your Bardic Voice is a Great Gift to our celebration :bow: ....Anglar - I was thinking that when the Evenstar first brightens the dusk sky, and as the full moon rises from the east - that this would sign the opening moments to our Ceremony. What say you to this idea? For - in all the preparations - we have equal share....
Silmarien Aldalome 02-04-04, 04:28 PM	and - good friend Gellion - greetings kinsman - ever welcome in our halls. Any news from the outside world - and know you of any malice that we may stay by forewarning my friend?
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-04-04, 06:19 PM	"Greetings Lady Sil. How do your travels fare?" Frostbite takes out the beatifull sword and sheath "My Lady I must speak with Anglar and present him with a wedding gift. However you must excuse me my lady for I have been hitting my head on tree stumps thinking of a gift for you, is there no star or gift that you cannot outshine? All I can offer you my dear is a once-and-a-blue-moon oppertunity to listen to some of the greatest bards in the world come together for his festable. As of now I am the only close-to-bard man that is preforming but I am hoping to coax others. Now if you will my lady point me in the direction of Lord Anglar? ((Thanks for the invite Anglar)) -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart.
anglar 02-04-04, 07:07 PM	Originally posted by Dai'Morra Clayrentha Dai'Morra looks around, "It is very lovely and I can protect myself thank you, might I add you do a great deal to welcome your guests do you not?" She smiles and looks around then up at the sky. "Oh, and the smell of rain I've always found quite comforting." She offers another bright smile, "Forgive my manners, I am Dai'Morra Clayrentha. I am a healer, fighter, and sorceress descended from the Aasimars and Archons." She holds her right hand out to him. Anglar takes your hand and firmly shakes it, noticing the warrior grip. "Tis a pleasure to meet you, Lady Clayrentha. My Lady Love has beckoned me to the halls. You are welcome to join us if you wish. If you are here for the ceremony, I hope to see you there. Until then, I take my leave of you, milady. I have many guests to greet and many things to attend to at this time. " Anglar begins walking towards the great halls of the Peredhil. "Lord Frostbite, I heard you wished to speak with me."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-04-04, 08:14 PM	"Hello my friend Anglar how nice it is to see you again. Congrats on the star you have recived, prehaps the brightest star in all the heavens of this world. I want to give you an old family heirloom that they will not mind me giving away." Frosty takes out his golden/mithril sword on his left side. It is enrusted with beatifull and expensive looking moon-jems of Toril. There is a deep power centered around the sword but not that of physical power or arcane might, but that of music, emotion and love. It also has an outerworldy power surrounding out having been from a different world and having exisited on so many worlds and having just recently traveled between so many worlds. The sword in length is that of an average long sword and the blade is elven-thin. There are strange markings on the side that are unreadable to all (on this world at least) but the mightiest detection magics. Even if understood its only really depicted and not translated. The runes represent a kindred of Werewolves and Vampires united under a few leaders of the Family-Clan Ravenheart. Frost hands anglar this sword with a smile on his face and the words on this lips "Use it well, it seems like just another weapon right now but it will have it purpose come time, come time." OOC: Dont you just love it when a person dosent explain the powers of a magical arfifact is from? Btw if anyone uses any detection magic on it PM me beacuse it really is a sword from a whole different world (not even a d20 one :P) so I will have to explain a few things. -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart
aravilar_holistacia 02-04-04, 08:33 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome OoC In another time segement To Avarilar "Aravilar - you have summoned me with some wish to speak with me. I must be plain with you: I am troubled by your mood of late - and fear that something is amiss. While I would never be so rude as to intrude upon your thoughts - I have noticed you are overcome by many emotions. I have sensed hate, rage, jeolousy - amongst your usual range: joy, happiness, contentment and peace. You are a Chosen of Mystra - what ails you? Will you speak of it?" She emphasises the "what" with a slightly threatening vocal intonation - and Sil's eyes widen into a vigilant stare - you sense that Sil is cautious, and guarded. OoC: Her fidelity to Anglar is unshakable - but Sil also fears the power of Silverfire and of Mystra's Chosen. MentalSelfTalk]...it cannot be possible - that a Chosen of Mystra be anything but reliable and dependable....[/MentalSelfTalk] She shrugges the thought asisde "Away from this place must we go, else I will be overheard, keeper of my heart," Aravilar said to Silmarien. "To the lands of Arvandor do I wish away, to tell you of my emotions." Aravilar looked very distressed. If Sil attempts to detect thoughts or by some other means discern his true feelings, she is met with an assault of raw emotional power. Aravilar sighed and said, "I know how this will sound, lady, but 'tis better if we go. I must speak with you alone... I do not wish the rest to know."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-04-04, 08:45 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia "Away from this place must we go, else I will be overheard, keeper of my heart," Aravilar said to Silmarien. "To the lands of Arvandor do I wish away, to tell you of my emotions." Aravilar looked very distressed. If Sil attempts to detect thoughts or by some other means discern his true feelings, she is met with an assault of raw emotional power. Aravilar sighed and said, "I know how this will sound, lady, but 'tis better if we go. I must speak with you alone... I do not wish the rest to know." ...again, alarming. But - I have compassion for a troubled friend here also. But I am scared that I will come to harm - his emotions have been.....wayward of late. Still - we are at Pereldar Halls - I will arrange for a watch and try to honour this request... ...Anglar - I will be in the meeting room - watch the door, and scry the room. Do not listen to the conversation however. If you see me raise my left hand and make the Elvish "s" symbol, it is because I need your aid.... "Aravilar!" Silmarien says in firm, clear voice "....the room across from the Fire Halls - is more private." Sil gestures to Aravilar. OoC: OK Aravilar - we're gunna post the conversation here on the thread. BTW - nice work with the addition to the story, and great poem! No PM's! However, use the designator ....... to designate that our readers don't have access to this information when they RP with us.... Cheers
Silmarien Aldalome 02-04-04, 08:55 PM	Frostbite Ravenheart - you honour us greatly :bow: "This praise you bestow upon Anglar and I - I bestow upon thee in return." She notices the sword at Frosty's side - and you notice that Sil registers the weapon with the raising of one eyebrow. She looks at Frostbite and says "that tail of that sword by your side is ancient Frostbite. It is alien, yet beautiful also. May it serve your purpose well." She then shifts in demeanour - and softens noticably, and smiles radiantly at you. "Your Gift to us is your Song and Presence. What greater Gift could we ask, for there is naught on Toril that could replace, you".....she scans the room warmly ...."...or any of my friends should you be lost or pass onto Evermeet. Take Heart - and rest now.....See" she turns to Anglar - "....here Beloved - our friends are many. Look also to the Tenzhi here - who would bring us Wisdom beyond our Ken. Little do I discern of his intention - yet in mine heart I sense his Presence is central here. Though I fear him - I respect him."
Gellion 02-04-04, 09:09 PM	"So, Lady Silmarien, and Sir Anglar. Should i summon some powerful creatures, for added security during the wedding?"
aravilar_holistacia 02-04-04, 09:12 PM	[Council Room] "Pensive have I been of late, my lady..." Aravilar began. Aravilar walked to a window, staring out upon the skies. "She calls to me, Sil. Keya, my love, calls to me. She speaks of many things... And she speaks of you." Aravilar continued to stare out the window. "It's been so long since I've last seen you, Sil. It was the Harper base, remember?" Aravilar's lip trembled slightly. "I missed every second we were apart.... My heart bled each time I heard about you... Tears I shed when I'd sleep and dream of you..." An orange, flaming tear dropped from Aravilar's eye. He turned around and said, "Sil... I--" For then, Aravilar's eyes glowed bright blue, spellfire rising within. The ground about his feet began to smoke slightly. "Sil... I--" His hands were burning to the touch. "I-- I... l-love...." His fingers burst into flame. Aravilar gasped as the fires began to consume him... "I love you... You--" The fires in his blood heated to an incandescent white-hot blaze. He cried out in pain as the emotions drove his spellfire to an infernal burning. "--since the first time I saw you.... I knew I loved you, it was--" His eyes suddenly went cold and lifeless, his legs giving way. He fell to the ground, bloody, burning tears flowing from his eyes. He was still alive...
anglar 02-04-04, 09:18 PM	"My Lord Frostbite, I am honored to receive such a gift. I am sure that it will come in handy for me in my future ventures," Anglar takes the sword and places it at his hip. "I am looking forward to your perfor . . . a moment please (places his fingers to his temple). My apologies, my friend. My Lady requires my presence. I take my leave of you, but rest assured, our conversation is not over." Anglar walks to the outside of the Council Room.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-05-04, 05:24 AM	to Gellion Gellion - my Lord - thine creatures would well serve us here. They are strange - I have met them once - but bring them here and introduce them to the Pereldar - and describe their Powers. To Anglar Sil sifts through a pile of invitations - she has hand written them in Elvish Script and they are Letters of Ithildin - mithril that can only be read by Moonlight. She sees Anglar and breaks into a beaming smile: "Many are the tasks for preparation. How would you have us make Vows? Who would you have to Sanctify those Vows?" She studies him warmly for a moment then adds "I would like to see you adorned in unusual garb - something to lift out your best features beloved. How do you feel about Blue and Silver adornments - and not too modest - yet not gaudy in being cheap. I was thinking a tunic and cloak. And a close fitting black sleeveless top. With the symbols of our Houses intertwined in Mithril embossed onto it? For myself - I am thinking - you must have a sense of how you would like your partner to present. It would please me to know". She falls into his arms momentarily for comfort before siting next to the fire and gesturing for Anglar to sit next to her in an adjacent chair.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-05-04, 05:50 AM	Aravilar [CouncilChambers]Sil sees the Spellfire and gasps out loud. "By CORELLAN!" she cries. When she sees the Radiant Blue of the Chosen's Eyes - Silmarien feels fear rising within her. She knows that a Chosen who loses control over her powers is a danger greater than anything the Evil of Shar could contrive. When Aravilar falls to the ground - Silmarien summons the Lore of the Pereldar - and while it is not fully akin to the Lore of the Elven Chosen - none have tested the ranking of Elf versus Half-Elf in power for there has never been a need. "ARAVILAR HOLISTICA!" she commands as her eyes flare into Arcane Blue life - an infusion of Divine and Arcane Song: She strikes her Staff Heel on the ground - and it explodes into Azure and its Runes flare into Incandenscence It is an Abjuration-Divination Fusion - a desperate act never attempted before: Two Schools of Magic bound into One - Diviner and Arcaner Beyond the Mountains and the Sea The Starfire of Pereldar's Tree By Union Great of Elf and Man Be Born Our Grace And Holy Hand Let this Chosen of Mystra Find Homeward Road and Healing Mind For Greater Life and Purpose Are The Gift that Mystra's Chosen Bear The Singing Gulls of Western Shore That Calls the Heart of Elven Yore Compassion's Voice and Starry Sky The Shining Eyes - lamenting cries Silmarien's staff crackles under the strain of the magic - as she places the metal-shod staff-heel onto Aravilar's brow. There is an explosion of silverfire, divination and abjuration - as the room is filled with Rh'iel's Song. "Aravilar Holistica! - Strive! Do not rescind your Will thus. The love you name is not for me - it is for another. Rh'iel stands with Mystra beside you - Strive to Self-Mastery!"
Gellion 02-05-04, 06:35 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome to Gellion Gellion - my Lord - thine creatures would well serve us here. They are strange - I have met them once - but bring them here and introduce them to the Pereldar - and describe their Powers. "Very well then, i shall need to leave this place to summon them. But, i need just go outside but for a moment.*Gellion teleports outside of Peredhil Halls and begins chanting* "Ya na kadishtu nilgh'ri stell'bsna Nyogtha, K'yarnak phlegethor l'ebumna syha'h n'ghft, Ya hai kadishtu ep r'luh-eeh Nyogtha eeh, S'uhn-ngh athg li'hee orr'e syha'h." *In the blue sky above, you see an portion of it suddenly turn so that you can see the stars, and ten flaming objects start coming towards the land. They soon crash near the halls. From them spring huge creatures* Masses of green flesh with tentacles covering their bodies. You can also see a sycthe like appendage on some of them. They begin to chant an almost shreiking song. "These are the creatures i offer to watch over you and Anglars vows."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-05-04, 05:48 PM	Apon his curious travels after his meeting with anglar and silm. Frost notices a very curious figure. The archmages of evoktions standing outside the doors of the hall. He stands and watch as his brother of the arcane arts summons a very strong yet loyal looking monster to guard the weeding. Feeling that his "Presense and Music" werent a big enough gift non-chalantly takes out a strange, small, green wind instrument that fights right into his cuped hand and plays a slow and soft melody that is very stick-in-your-mindly. After he finishes the tune the smell of wolf carried apon a gentle wind surrounds him. No magic seems to have taken place and all seems still except for the hidden animals moving through the trees. But in truth those were not animals yet garou (werewolf) kin in there most stealthy fourm. They were one of a few who could assume a sixth fourm, the fourm of stealth. Like the half-man-half-wolf fourm that they can turn into that is a beast of pure rage and war and that is NEVER taken apon unless fighting the deadly enemys of the garou however instead of becoming bigger they are smaller, lighter, and have a good controll over the elements around stealth. They are armed with only there claws, one sword each and one bow. Frost knows that his brothers will most likly stay hidden but shall be ready to attack or track any being that commits crimes to the soonToBeWeds. OOC: Hope you dont mind the additional protection Frosty dosent know Gell asked first :P. There really stealthy to the point that even most elves could not find them without actually looking for them.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-05-04, 05:53 PM	Apon his curious travels after his meeting with anglar and silm. Frost notices a very curious figure. The archmages of evoktions standing outside the doors of the hall. He stands and watch as his brother of the arcane arts summons a very strong yet loyal looking monster to guard the weeding. Feeling that his "Presense and Music" werent a big enough gift non-chalantly takes out a strange, small, green wind instrument that fights right into his cuped hand and plays a slow and soft melody that is very stick-in-your-mindly. After he finishes the tune the smell of wolf carried apon a gentle wind surrounds him. No magic seems to have taken place and all seems still except for the hidden animals moving through the trees. But in truth those were not animals yet garou (werewolf) kin in there most stealthy fourm. They were one of a few who could assume a sixth fourm, the fourm of stealth. Like the half-man-half-wolf fourm that they can turn into that is a beast of pure rage and war and that is NEVER taken apon unless fighting the deadly enemys of the garou however instead of becoming bigger they are smaller, lighter, and have a good controll over the elements around stealth. They are armed with only there claws, one sword each and one bow. Frost knows that his brothers will most likly stay hidden but shall be ready to attack or track any being that commits crimes to the soonToBeWeds. OOC: Hope you dont mind the additional protection Frosty dosent know Gell asked first :P. There really stealthy to the point that even most elves could not find them without actually looking for them
Castor Troy 02-05-04, 05:53 PM	"I'm here. Nobody worry. I only need to know three things. Where's the booze? Where's the food? Where am I sitting? If there's anything else, just say so Cause I'm Castor Troy!"
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-05-04, 06:20 PM	Originally posted by Castor Troy "I'm here. Nobody worry. I only need to know three things. Where's the booze? Where's the food? Where am I sitting? If there's anything else, just say so Cause I'm Castor Troy!" Aye! Now this is a good lad! I have just arrived myself and I have no knowledge of where the food and booze is but... *Strums his lute three times, and a feast for fit for a king appears apon tables in front of troy. Frost takes a seat and starts drinkin* why bother going to such, or any lenghts to find it? Let the party come to us! -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart.
Castor Troy 02-05-04, 07:39 PM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart Aye! Now this is a good lad! I have just arrived myself and I have no knowledge of where the food and booze is but... *Strums his lute three times, and a feast for fit for a king appears apon tables in front of troy. Frost takes a seat and starts drinkin* why bother going to such, or any lenghts to find it? Let the party come to us! -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart. You're my kind of guy! Which one's the whiskey? I'm going to party hardy Cause I'm Castor Troy!
aravilar_holistacia 02-05-04, 07:57 PM	Aravilar's mind seemed a rush of fire and silver... As he spoke, he coughed out blood. "Sil... I always... will love you... I'm glad..." He coughed, fiery blood staining the floor. "I'm glad I got to see you again..." he said, the fire flowing freely from his bloody mouth. "I love you... you are the last... I--" For then, Aravilar Holistacia, Harper Commander, High Mage, and friend to many, was gone. In his midst, after the fires burnt low over his badly bruised and scorched body, a lone firegem lay amidst the char. This gem, a fire opal of great value, sat serenely amongst Aravilar's remains. Inscribed on the gem's polished facets are these words: Life, to death, and life anew; nocturnal dreams left untrue; the essence of the mortal mage; is still but one more new page; in the book of life, yet to be wrought; longer still than as I thought; The love I still hold for thee; may yet return the life of me. The gem sparkles.. just as Aravilar's eyes once had...
Gellion 02-05-04, 08:14 PM	Gellion looks at his friend Aravilar's remains"This is a tragedy, love can bring great joy, or it can destroy you."
Castor Troy 02-05-04, 08:20 PM	"That's a hell of a way to die. Here's to you Aravilar," Castor pours a draft of whiskey to the ground. "If I ever go anywhere near as cool as that, it'll be Casue I'm Castor Troy!"
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-05-04, 10:32 PM	After taking a big sip of dwarven whisky he picks up the gem and holds it right up to his right eye. "He'll be back...If I know one thing about ava its not love that will destroy him but bring him back. Also, even if you dont belive in the power of love you have to belive in the power of faith and magic. Hes go somany connections being a champion or somthing of mystra and being a high elven mage. Hes bound to have somthing that will revive him." Frosty takes another good look at the gem before taking another big gulp of whiskey "Gellion, Troy, I think that prehaps we should keep this among our selves but bring this to Lady Silm hastily so she will have had time for tears before the wedding and prehaps we can bring him back before that." Frosty takes two big gulps of whiskey "I dont want to upset silm but I think it would upset her even more if ava did not attend, she might think he has grown jelious or somthing. Also if word gets out to the general public that will cause all kinds of freaky rumors and it might make Lord Anglar and Lady Silm reconsider the wedding date. If I was sure that ava was dead I would have post-poned the wedding but I do not belive that he is. I cannot controll the wedding but I shall strongly suggest to lady silm that ava is alive, although he might but in utter horror and pain. I will reassure her that her happyness will bring him happyness where he is." OOC: Frosty has no clue that ava was jelious at all btw beacuse he hasent been here long enough. -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart.
anglar 02-05-04, 10:37 PM	Frosty: You need to delete some of your Sent and/or Inbox messages. Please PM a decription of the sword you gave me as a gift.
Gellion 02-05-04, 10:43 PM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart After taking a big sip of dwarven whisky he picks up the gem and holds it right up to his right eye. "He'll be back...If I know one thing about ava its not love that will destroy him but bring him back. Also, even if you dont belive in the power of love you have to belive in the power of faith and magic. Hes go somany connections being a champion or somthing of mystra and being a high elven mage. Hes bound to have somthing that will revive him." Frosty takes another good look at the gem before taking another big gulp of whiskey "Gellion, Troy, I think that prehaps we should keep this among our selves but bring this to Lady Silm hastily so she will have had time for tears before the wedding and prehaps we can bring him back before that." Frosty takes two big gulps of whiskey "I dont want to upset silm but I think it would upset her even more if ava did not attend, she might think he has grown jelious or somthing. Also if word gets out to the general public that will cause all kinds of freaky rumors and it might make Lord Anglar and Lady Silm reconsider the wedding date. If I was sure that ava was dead I would have post-poned the wedding but I do not belive that he is. I cannot controll the wedding but I shall strongly suggest to lady silm that ava is alive, although he might but in utter horror and pain. I will reassure her that her happyness will bring him happyness where he is." OOC: Frosty has no clue that ava was jelious at all btw beacuse he hasent been here long enough. -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart. Gellion nods to Frostbit. "I believe aking the gem to Lady Silmarien would b the best course of action as of right now"
aravilar_holistacia 02-05-04, 10:47 PM	When either Frosty or Gellion touch the gem, it burns fiercely and sears their fingers. It cannot be removed from the ground by them.
anglar 02-05-04, 11:03 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia When either Frosty or Gellion touch the gem, it burns fiercely and sears their fingers. It cannot be removed from the ground by them. ooc - something tells me only Sil can touch this thing, which of course makes me very distrustful of it.
aravilar_holistacia 02-05-04, 11:13 PM	Originally posted by anglar ooc - something tells me only Sil can touch this thing, which of course makes me very distrustful of it. OOC: You wanna try it? :P I didn't say you couldn't. Then again, didn't say you could.
anglar 02-05-04, 11:47 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: You wanna try it? :P I didn't say you couldn't. Then again, didn't say you could. I would sooner get a shovel to scoop up the dirt upon which the gem sits and place the contents into a bag of holding and then throw the bag into a portable hole. Understand, I'm LAWFUL Neutral. I don't trust anything that appears by the nature this gem appeared. I can think of a lot of things, mostly EVIL, which could be tied to this thing. I'd rather offer this gem up as a tithing to Lloth than touch it.
aravilar_holistacia 02-06-04, 06:02 PM	Originally posted by anglar I would sooner get a shovel to scoop up the dirt upon which the gem sits and place the contents into a bag of holding and then throw the bag into a portable hole. Understand, I'm LAWFUL Neutral. I don't trust anything that appears by the nature this gem appeared. I can think of a lot of things, mostly EVIL, which could be tied to this thing. I'd rather offer this gem up as a tithing to Lloth than touch it. :D Well, I can't give too much away about the gem, but here's what i can tell you: The Fireheart Gem Alignment: Neutral Good Abilities: As an amulet of epic protection +17 Special: The gem will burn the fingers of all who touch it save the one the gem was left for, causing 10d10 magic damage for each second the gem is held. This damage is not subject to spell resistance. If the gem is somehow transported off of the plane that the chosen one is currently on, it will reappear in 1d4+2 minutes in its last resting location. Legacy of the Forgottem Dream: When the gem is used by the chosen one, worn as an amulet or otherwise situated on the chosen's body, it emits a pale blue glow, counteracting fear effects and enhancing the wearer's CHA by +8. Legacy of the Forlorn Hope: When the gem is used by the chosen one, worn as an amulet or otherwise situated on the chosen's body, faint whispers of a forgotten, wistful mage will be audible to the chosen's ears only. The utterances are what seem to be journal entries, describing events in the life of the gem's creator, as they relate to the emotions the wearer is feeling. Example: The wearer is in battle; the gem whispers journal entries dealing with war and strife. Light of the Elves: The secret of the gem is yet to be revealed.
aravilar_holistacia 02-06-04, 10:01 PM	In the minds of all the denizens of the Peredhil Halls comes a faint voice... It sounds vaguely elven... Where once was light Now darkness falls Where once was love Love is no more Don't say goodbye Don't say I didn't try These tears we cry Are falling rain For all the lies you told us The hurt, the blame! And we will weep to be so alone We are lost We can never go home So in the end I'll be what I will be No loyal friend Was ever there for me Now we say goodbye We say you didn't try These tears you cry Have come too late Take back the lies The hurt, the blame! And you will weep When you face the end alone You are lost You can never go home You are lost You can never go home OOC: If anyone can tell me where that is from, I'll be quite happy. Shouldn't be too hard, considering the fine people we have here.
Tenzhi 02-06-04, 11:24 PM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart But in truth those were not animals yet garou OOC: Oh no, not GAROU... last time Tenzhi dealt with Garou they had intelligent things to say like "Die, Wyrmspawn!" before eviscerating themselves on His claws ("Garou" tend to have pretty poor judgement when it comes to Balance and scales). Of course, given the nature of that particular universe, that was perhaps Tenzhi's weakest form.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-06-04, 11:41 PM	Originally posted by Tenzhi OOC: Oh no, not GAROU... last time Tenzhi dealt with Garou they had intelligent things to say like "Die, Wyrmspawn!" before eviscerating themselves on His claws ("Garou" tend to have pretty poor judgement when it comes to Balance and scales). Of course, given the nature of that particular universe, that was perhaps Tenzhi's weakest form. OOC: Bah they were nothin but gets no doubt, not all of our kin are the same. You should meet the Children of Gaia...there like bloodly non-violent englishmen! Uptight yet wont hold sword to anyone that dosent deserve it untill they do there feriousus beacuse they have so much pent up rage. ------- To Ava: Frosty attempts to pick up the gem. As soon as it touches his hand he shouts out in a very loud voice a word from the garou tounge. None of you can understand it but you can tell it is a swear, a pretty nasty one at that. After not beable to touch the gem, nevermind being able to pick it up, Frosty looks over to his drinking partner and says "You got any ideas? I dont trust it...I dont trust it at all...Let me remind you of one thing buddy...Mystra is neither wild or cold, dark or rightious. She can be as tricky as lolth or as heroic as tyr...and ava happends to be a chosen of mystra. Even though he be an elf that dosent mean that is all his doing...I dont belive any elf even one of those gold elves would like being stuck in a gem. I fear either god magic or demon magic...or worse...the almighty and unstopable powers of love have driven the chosen to far...and I fear prehaps that Ava is showing the darker side of mystras many coolers..." ----- To Ang: OOC: Anglar your not around here are you? If you are... "Anglar do you know where silm is? You must fetch her hastily. I shall stay here with the crystal to make sure nothing else strange happens or at least beable to stop it. I have seen into your heart and I do agree that this is somthing that prehaps only lady silm can handle..." if your not around ignore that last cooment :). --- -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-06-04, 11:54 PM	Originally posted by anglar Frosty: You need to delete some of your Sent and/or Inbox messages. Please PM a decription of the sword you gave me as a gift. OOC: Got that all fixed...I will PM you the swords powers tommrow but the only powers that you do know right now is that it is very sentient and can talk telepathically (It hasent said anything yet but you feel as if you can talk to it) and you easily assume it can talk outloud. You also know that it is not a blade that will want to spring in you hand first before any weapon in combat but that it needs to be with you...at least for a time, how long or until what you cannot figure out. You can guess all you want but I shallent tell you! I will PM you the stats tommrow though just so you wont be totally in the dark and prepared incase it might affect a disicion. -Frostbite Ravenheart
Tenzhi 02-07-04, 12:47 AM	The metallic elephant touches down in front of the mithril altar and Tenzhi - apparently a small, gnomish old man - dismounts gracefully. He taps the elephant with his staff and it shrinks down to a small figurine which he picks up and stuffs into his shirt. Looking around, he can't help but notice that there doesn't seem to be a wedding party. "Hmm. Either I'm early... or I'm late. Who can tell? Time is an illusion." He remarks to no one in particular before seating himself on a nearby boulder.
anglar 02-07-04, 01:04 AM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart "Anglar do you know where silm is? You must fetch her hastily. I shall stay here with the crystal to make sure nothing else strange happens or at least beable to stop it. I have seen into your heart and I do agree that this is somthing that prehaps only lady silm can handle..." -Lord Frostbite Ravenheart "I'll summon her shortly, though I have my reservations concerning this thing. All I can do is make my feelings about it known and let her make her own decision. I think we should drop the thing is some melted lead and make it the base of some statue."
anglar 02-07-04, 01:33 AM	{MentalSending}"Sil, my love, your presence is required forthwith and post haste."{/MentalSending} "Enough of this!" Anglar erupts. "He either wants Sil or myself. If it's me he wants, then I'll give him the satisfaction." Anglar removes the glove from his right hand. The skin from his arm looks as any other High Elf's would, but about 1 inch above the wrist, the skin changes to a black so dark as to make the hand not really appear to be there. "Tyr be with me," Anglar says as he reaches down and picks up the stone.
aravilar_holistacia 02-07-04, 04:17 PM	A loud searing, sizzling noise pierces Anglar's ears as the stone ignites his hand, slowly burning through his skin. If Anglar drops the stone, or otherwise loses contact with it, it rests, the fires ending. If Anglar continues to hold the stone, it increases in intensity, causing exponential damage (10d10^1, 10d10^2, 10d10^3, etc.) for each six seconds it it held. If Anglar holds the stone for more than 10 rounds (10d10^10) it glows white and the damage increases to 20d20 per round, beginning the exponential cycle again (20d20^1, 20d20^2, 20d20^3, etc.)
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-07-04, 07:51 PM	OOC: Hold on Ava hold on man...maby you just need to break it...maby its just testing your will *starts slowly inching backwards* comon man you can do it you can do it! :rolleyes: --- "Anglar! Drop it Anglar! I sense great pain flowing through you! You must not let stuburness or foolishness try and controll your actions!" After Anglar drops the stone to the floor (Or after anglar explodes and the stone falls to the floor if he just cant let go) Frost concentrates very hard for a second occasionally playing a note on his mandolin. Frost then casts the spell "All-Bards-Lore" apon the stone, trying to seek information before having another person hurt (or kill) themselves. OOC: All-Bards-Lore is a spell that I invited awhile back for epic bard spellcasters thats bascially a non-cryptic straightforward spell that costs aboslutly nothing and has a short casting time. It is somewhat phsyically and mentally taxing but its provides a short non-cryptic answer if no one or few people know or it can provide all the way up to a very detailed Better-then-dmg information apon the magic item and various uses if it is a common magic item or a person known to many people. It will also reviel a certin amount of history based apon the same system too. The only reason its really epic is beacuse of the lack of cost and low casting time. -Frostbite Ravenheart
aravilar_holistacia 02-07-04, 10:43 PM	OOC: Lol, frosty. The reason why the exponential damage is there is because the gem absolutely loathes Anglar, for obvious reasons... The normal damage is 10d10, but since the gem is an intelligent item.... and it absolutely loathes Anglar.... it increased the damage... as a warning. To Anglar: This is the "drop it or die" point. To Sil: Don't worry, the gem can't kill Anglar.... at least... I don't think it can... :rolleyes: To all: There are two people who can touch the gem. There's the obvious one, then there's the one whom you've never seen before....
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 12:00 AM	Tenzhi senses an overwhelming surge of energy from somewhere relatively nearby. "Holy mackerel!" he exclaims so urgently that a half-celestial fish appears in midair and - bewildered - flaps off into the sky. In an instant he appears next to Anglar and raps him sharply on the wrist with his staff causing him to drop the gem whether he will or no. "Hey now... the Elf-Bane can't have you dying off before the wedding - it's much too important, after all."
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 12:18 AM	The old man stoops down and picks up the gem. As his fingers touch it the energies within flare for a moment and then diminish, withdrawing into the gem as if they were shrinking from his touch. He rolls it between his thumb and forefinger and then looks through it appraisingly. "Hmm. What a silly thing to do..."
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 12:23 AM	OOC: Nice, Tenzhi. How'd you guess you were the other one who could pick it up? Now, deliver it to the one it's meant for.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 12:36 AM	OoC: nicely done everyone! Only two days - and a good 1/2 hour to read through your great work... As for that Gem - ..... *screams* IC: Silmarien sees the Meteors of Gellion strike the horizon - and her face momentarily reflects the light of the meteors. She senses these creatures have emerged from another dimension - and she is awe-struck and uplifted for their presence. "Gellion! May your Gift bring us safety!" she turns to Frostbite "and also your strange creatures are welcome. This shall be an interesting day to be wed." Silmarien sees Caster Troy - and Frostbite buddy-ing up together - and she smiles warmly "Ale!" she cries "for the men folk - who have need of more merry-making".....she then sides up to Anglar and leans into him for support and warmth.. "but come" she says "what do we make of the loss of a Chosen of Mystra - and this stone? Tenzhi! This thing is apparently for me - but I have cause to fear it. What portals to madness or otherwise does it open?"
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 12:38 AM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Nice, Tenzhi. How'd you guess you were the other one who could pick it up? Now, deliver it to the one it's meant for. OOC: Well, as the only deity-class entity unbound by Mystra's rules around here, I figured I must be the "obvious one" - either that or it was because you pretty much spelled it out in the other thread. I haven't a clue who I'm supposed to "deliver" it to (lest it be Silmarien herself), but rest assured that the Elf-Bane is here to see that the union of Anglar and Silmarien goes off without a hitch.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 12:46 AM	The gem sparkles serenely as Silmarien walks near. It begins to sing slightly, a calming hum. It also begins to glow a pale blue... just as the color of the Lady Sil's eyes in mid-spell...
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 12:49 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi OOC: Well, as the only deity-class entity unbound by Mystra's rules around here, I figured I must be the "obvious one" - either that or it was because you pretty much spelled it out in the other thread. I haven't a clue who I'm supposed to "deliver" it to (lest it be Silmarien herself), but rest assured that the Elf-Bane is here to see that the union of Anglar and Silmarien goes off without a hitch. Silmarien studies Tenzhi - with a sparkle to her green eyes. She is pleased that this strange creature from another dimension has made an appearance. "Long in waiting this meeting Great Tenzhi." her attention turns to this stone thing "Perhaps Tenzhi - if you would - hold this stone - and I shall Divine its purpose". OoC: - Vision spell + Commune - "in fusion" You guyz need to know something. The Dark Lord has "rent the Weave" by fusing Necromancy to a shard of the Peredhil Great Stone (a battle at Pnatemul - one of the Threads in the Inter-thread Wars here at Planes). This epic event opened the 7th Age - by breaking Lore. You can "combine" two spells into one..... Aravilar - what does Sil learn by fusing Commune with Vision about this Stone?
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 01:01 AM	Tenzhi looks up from the gem to Silmarien. "This seems to be meant for you... I don't deem it to be harmful, but I do not trust the manufacturer. And as I can only interefere a limited amount in this realm without unduly annoying its deities I must hand it over - but first..." He taps the gem lightly against the brass ring of his staff and a shadow passes over the gem for a moment. He then holds out the gem to Silmarien. "Here you go. And fear not," he adds as Anglar takes a step forward, "the Elf-Bane will no more allow this thing to harm Silmarien any more than he would let it harm Anglar. After all," the old man says with a mysterious smile, "I wouldn't want anything to interfere with your union."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 01:13 AM	OoC: very enigmatic Tenzhi *grins* ...."Then it would seem that this trinket is meant for mine hand. Surely it arrives under strange circumstances....." Silmarien walks over to Tenzhi - and holds his gaze as she says "...Tenzhi - ever I have trusted thine Council. Two layers - as always are there to thine words - or many more than two" OoC: Jan-Marien "rrreeeaahhhh" "...I must trust to Rh'iel's purpose. This ring is Sentient. I'm not sure I trust it. Tenzhi - you are to apprehend me if harm comes of this thing. Here - give it to me then"
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 01:21 AM	Aravilar's voice rings out, aloud, audible to all in the area about the gem. It is apparent that he wrote his journal to his dead wife... Kythorn 14, the Year of Wild Magic: Today I met the most wonderful person, the most wonderful woman I have ever met since your death, of course, my love. You would be shocked to know she's a half-elf. Yes, yes, I know what you must be thinking, "a halfbreed! An N'Tel'Quess!" But she's... different than the others, Keya. She's... Silmarien is her name. I got to speak with her but for a minute or so before duties called her away... And now I've been troubled, thinking about-- The entry in the journal was abruptly stopped, and another took its place. Flamerule 3, the Year of Wild Magic: She smiled at me for the first time, today, my love. Bah, I sound like I'm back in the Academy of Magic. Remember how I used to be? I always-- The entry again changed. Eleasias 29, the Year of Wild Magic: I met Anglar Goldstems today, a man of dark complexion and a man I, for some reason, distrust. It is no matter, he seems a likeable enough person. The problem is, my love, that I cannot help but notice he always has his eye on Sil... Yes, yes, I still have not gone to tell her how I feel... but I still don't think I-- Uktar 2, the Year of Wild Magic: I knew it would happen! I knew it! Anglar asked Silmarien to be his bride today. This outrages me so! Today I was going to tell her... that I love her. I found out about the wedding as I was heading towards the Halls, and it was like a smack in the face! Gods, but I hate Anglar Goldstems right now. Ever since he stormed from Headquarters, he has been avoiding me. I know it! Now I understand why he-- Uktar 3, the Year of Wild Magic: I arrived at the Halls today, and I was greeted by a torrent of problems. Anglar forced me to confess my love for Silmarien, and then he began to act like he understood my life's problems! I told him everything, and then he was so patronizing! I suppose I should go see Sil... Gods, my head hurts. I hope the spellfire didn't burn my veins too badly... The gem stopped its playback, and continued radiating pale blue tones. Upon Silmarien's examination, it is obvious that the gem is benign. Aravilar's soul is not in the gem, but there is a strong magic about it that suggests an otherworldly spell. Upon closer examination, the spell is not like any other, obviously of deific origin. The magic radiates gentle and caring tones. Another sound emanates from the gem after the examination, which sounds much like weeping...
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 01:40 AM	"Hmph. All this fuss over a bunch of mush. Leave it to an elf." The old man says, disgust apparent in his voice. "I have half a mind to flog its creator for being such a nuisance..." The old man eyes the group menacingly (or at least, appears to eye the group - his eyes remain unnervingly hidden in the deep, unnatural shadow of his brow), as if expecting the perpetrator to step forward and vounteer for a flogging on the spot.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 02:06 AM	...Silmarien turns to Anglar. "Beloved - the gem is benign and you know that Aravilar was jeolous of you. I am grieved that he was not happier for your well being. We must forgive this, however - perhaps it was this that caused his passing. His passing does not serve Rh'iel or Mystra. He must be permitted his imperfections - so is all of life imperfect. I shall attempt to recall his life to his body. OoC: I like the meta-theme you have introduced Aravilar - "soul-speak". ...Seeing his bloodied body - Silmarien makes a determination....to Fuse True Resurrection with Miracle. Thus she Enjoins with the Pereldar - in metaconcert. One by one, the Half-Elves combine Song - into a Synergy Spell.....Silmarien's voice is altered to take on wierd cadences - 25 Half-Elves enjoined - as she takes the lead in the Song-Spell. With each new Half-Elf - her Voice is Increased until the room is filled with flashes of Blue fire and PluriPotent Verse. She strikes the Blazing Rune-Staff onto the Council Chamber floor - as blue-incandescence immolates the body of Aravilar.... The Heart's Betrayal and Broken Spirit Of Broken Promise and Faithless Kinship Blood upon Imperfect Chosen See then his Passing and Ended Mateship But see the Skies above the Mountains Where Stars meet Earth in Endless Visions The Moon's light falls upon the Broken Long gone his Soul beyond the Heavens Homeward Bound is Aravilar Mystra's Life and True Forgiveness The falling Rain upon the Desert And Flower's Bloom no longer barren Your Heart may Heal if you do choose it Recall your Worth and Holy Purpose See then you Life restored to Body And Bring us Then your Voice Returning.... As the last word is named - there is a sudden crescendo to the Pereldar Verse - and Pereldar Starfire - not Silverfire - coalesces into a ball of potent blue energy. Silmarien hurls the Starfire into Aravilar's prone form - and says "BY RH'IEL - THOU ART SUMMONED TO LIFE - RETURN TO YOUR BODY ARAVILAR HOLISTICA - YOU ARE REQUIRED HERE TO REDEEM YOURSELF AND TO HEAL OUR WORLD!"
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 02:14 AM	The gem glows bright green, and curiously, a voice speaks from the facets... Sil... Aravilar's voice cries from the stone, as his body is consumed by the spell. I... don't know if I should come back... Aravilar's body glows fiercely, and stirs slightly. The body begins to breathe, although its open eyes are lifeless... soulless... I... don't know if I could face... you... after... Aravilar's voice is shaky. The gem still glows, although a slight bluish glow returns to it.
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 02:18 AM	OOC: Prone form? I thought he burned away to ash? Or was I just not paying proper attention. The Elf-Bane frowns as the quavering voice speaks from within the gem. He musters his will against reaching through the gem and yanking out the cowardly spirit against its will just to put a stop to the melodrama.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 02:20 AM	Silmarien Strives - and her voice bends under the strain - she is fighting Aravilar's Shame for his recent behaviour. ARAVILAR HOLISTICA! Silmarien cries in the strange cadences of PluriPotent Pereldar Verse. THE CHOICE IS YOURS - BUT KNOW THIS Silmarien strikes the Staff Heel onto the ground once again - releasing another burst of Starfire. BEYOND ALL SHAME - THERE LIES REDEMPTION. WE FORGIVE YOU YOUR TRESPASS - AND THERE *IS* ANOTHER IN THIS WORLD FOR YOU - AND WHILE IT IS *NOT* ME - YOU MUST NOT BETRAY THAT PERSON WAITING TO MEET YOU BY YOUR PASSING. STRIVE....RETURN!!! RETURN!!! NOW!!
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 02:21 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi OOC: Prone form? I thought he burned away to ash? Or was I just not paying proper attention. The Elf-Bane frowns as the quavering voice speaks from within the gem. He musters his will against reaching through the gem and yanking out the cowardly spirit against its will just to put a stop to the melodrama. OoC: :rofl:.....woops - er, I mean Wish + True Resurrection then....Un-ashes to Un-ashes. Un-dust to Un-dust....
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 02:30 AM	A gasp is heard from the gem... I will not return... false hope burns too much... On the gem's surface, a patch of red is seen, as if a drop of blood is dripped onto the inner surface... I... cannot return now. Hanali made the gem so that I could have hope... but hope I have been denied... Another red tear. You said... that... you didn't love me... At this, the inner surface of the gem grew too red to see into, and it became slightly darker as its power began to fade. One of the conditions of the gem... was that I could come back... if you did... The body stopped breathing, the eyes fading into blackness... But... you didn't... you don't... The gem started to fade to a clear, diamond-like state. The spell would be broken soon...
Gellion 02-08-04, 02:35 AM	Lord Aravilar, my friend, if you do not wish to return, then there is not much i can do. But, please reconsider, there is still much to live for, i am much older than you, and have seen far more than you. And i still find many things to live for.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 02:35 AM	Silmarien feels anger rise. She snaps "Do not be so selfish!" she snaps "As a loyal and true friend I am to thee - and as a loyal friend I ask thee to be also. Therefore return to make amends and repair this! Tenzhi and Gellion summon thee also! OoC: you can have the "ghost-narrator" in another form - some wierd artifact of your returning?
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 02:42 AM	Your words... pain me... I... find nothing to live for now... The gem became all but clear, a last shade of color still remaining. I... should end it now... I lived for thee alone, Sil... now nothing is there for me... I should... let the spell expire... I should... let the fires burn me... A small crack formed inside the gem... was Aravilar trying to kill himself? Another crack, another crack... I thought... there was hope... but you... don't love me... as I love you... The gem split, shards flying about the room. I love you... Sil... You were the last... the only... I... A cry was heard from nowhere, and all the shards immediately turned bright red...
Gellion 02-08-04, 02:46 AM	Gellion appears sad, and picks up one of the gem shards."Fool, he died before i could tell him what truly happens to ones soul after death."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 02:46 AM	Sil loses her patience. She slaps Aravilar's face and yells "SNAP OUT OF IT MAN! GET OVER IT! If you really love someone - you let them GO! Love is not possession - and I am not for you. ANOTHER is for *you*. My faith to Anglar is unshakable - SNAP out of it. What sort of a life is it to give up on yourself just because of one rejection! WAKE UP! COME BACK NOW!
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 03:05 AM	"Gods damn you, Silmarien Aldalome, all that you are! I didn't think I'd have to come down here and say this, but you are a wrathful lover indeed if you cannot see my love's pain! He loved you more than life itself! He loved you with a fiery passion that not even I ever saw from him!" The air shimmered near Aravilar's body, and Keya Moonstar appeared, tears of blue fire on her face. "Gods, damn you! I knew you were a wretched person indeed! All that time, when Aravilar wrote to me in his journal, he spoke of how lovely you were, and how wonderful... You sicken me! He loved you so deeply, it even burned our soulbond when he spoke of you; the bond of love that he and I share was PHYSICALLY SCARRED by his love for you!" The elven girl slumped to the floor. "How am I going to explain this to the Elf-lord? Corellon will not be pleased--and what of Mystra! She will have my head! Even my sisters will not bear me hence from Arvandor whence they find out about this... 'Hanali,' they'll say, 'we cannot suffer you here, after this mistake...' Gods damn it, but I do not wish to be cast from my home! The avatar leaned down over Aravilar's body and wept, her blue tears falling over Aravilar's face. "Oh, my Aravilar... my love... my angel... my life... please... please return to me... Please... I beg it of you... Come back to me..." The avatar of Hanali kissed Aravilar's lips, and as she pulled away, a slight bit of rosy fire was left dancing on them. She bent down again to kiss those lips... and she did not rise for a long while, tears staining Aravilar's brow.
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 03:14 AM	Dai'Morra being part celestial she felt the surge flow up through her of death, she looks around her. Closing her eyes she focuses on the body and stands, "Forgive me master Anglar I must see to something." She disappears and reappears beside Aravilar's body. Her white feathery wings wrap around Aravilar's body as she looks down upon him.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 03:14 AM	"Yes Hanali! I can see his pain - but it is not mine to bear! Aravilar - and you - are not to hold me responsible for his pain!" Only friendship have I for Aravilar - and cannot make it further or greater! What would you have me" Sil's eyes flash in warning "...what - rescind my love for Anglar! And cause ruin to another! Come - show me your wisdom - and summon your lover to Life - and thence shall I shed tears for his returning - as a friend." Silmarien adds emphasis to the last word.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 03:20 AM	Hanali shot a scathing glace at Silmarien, but as she opened her mouth to speak, a newcomer arrived and spread her wings over the body. "My celestial angel," the avatar said, "may I ask what you are doing?" Hanali looked up at Silmarien as if to say do you know this person?
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 03:24 AM	Dai'Morra looks to Hanali, her voice sounded like that of a beautiful chord of the angel's choir, "He shall not die! If I have to loose a feather from my wings or all of them to save this man I shall do it!"
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 03:26 AM	"Your protective care over Aravilar is warming, but - do not judge me - Hanali - on this you err. Aravilar must choose his own road - and not by changing Mine!" Sil catches Hanali's questioning look and sees the Part Celestial - and says "Nay! I know not the purpose of this being. Mayhap she can achieve what we cannot." Sil looks hopefully at the Celestial.
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 03:26 AM	"Oh, for crying out loud... the target of unrequited love is not to blame for any of the self-inflicted pain of the one who is in love..." The old man fumes, having had his fill of pointy-eared angst. "And furthermore, one must learn to love and accept one's self before one can TRULY know love of another. Suicide isn't the act of one who loves one's self. This fool - this Aravilar was not consumed by love, but by the flames of a passion he did not understand that was rooted in foolish and unwarranted desire. I do not pity him, nor do I care for his pathetic lusts, but by Me if this blathering goes on much longer I'm either going to destroy his very soul or reincarnate him as a squirrel." The old man's eyebrows bristle menacingly to punctuate his threat.
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 03:30 AM	OOC: By all means, continue to "blather" if you must. I wasn't trying to be offensive, just staying in the character of an ancient and cantankerous entity with little patience for what He deems "foolishness." ;)
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 03:30 AM	The goddess looked at Tenzhi and in his mind he heard, Silence yourself, child. The avatar looked to the angel and said, "Who may you be, my lady of light? Some twist of my love's soul, sent to mock me, perhaps?" To Silmarien, the goddess said, "Please be silent, my child. Let me confer with this angel of song, here." Hanali turned her golden eyes to the newcomer.
Gellion 02-08-04, 03:31 AM	"It is Aravilars choice, although i would much prefer that he would choose to live. For, as i have already said, there is still much to live for.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 03:31 AM	"Truly I understand your ire Tenzhi." Silmarien softens - for having the understanding of Truth. "'Tis true - Aravilar has attacked his own self - and this is not love. Yet..." she looks to Hanali "There is no shame in these event - and more - a chance for Aravilar to develop greater Wisdom. You may help him to do this by allowing Truth."
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 03:35 AM	She looks to Hanali, "That shouldn't matter to you, so you need not concern yourself with it." She gently hugs Aravilar close to her, "I wish to bring him back, there is little you can do to stop me." Dai'Morra lifts her hand to one of her wings and starts to pluck a feather out.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 03:45 AM	"What are you doing, creature of the light?" the goddess asks. "Who are you, and why are you attempting to bring my love back? Answer me!"
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 03:47 AM	Reacting to something none of the others heard, the old man points his staff threateningly at the Avatar and for an instant it seems like he is a great serpent whose coils extend into infinity. "Be wary how you address me, puppet of the gods, for I am more ancient than you deem. I knew Corellon before he found his Name, and it is only out of respect that I suffer limitations on this plane. Respect, however, shall only go so far." He lowers his staff. "You may address me as Ancient, Withered, or even Toothless Old Fool... but 'child' just will not do."
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 03:53 AM	She frowns at the words of the woman, "Why must you worry like you do? Quit being so protective of him and let him go, perhaps you drove him mad!" The half celestial shakes her head in frustration, "Yes, I do intend to bring him back." She hugs more tightly to him, she gives a quick tug on her wing pulling a feather out. She studies it for a second and then places it gently on Aravilar's forehead, waiting to see what happens and to see if she would need more than one to bring him back.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 03:54 AM	OoC: Nicely done everyone! *smiles* Silmarien smiles warmly when she hears Tenzhi's words. "Verily - ward Tenzhi's bite - for 'tis worse than his bark" she jibes. She hears Hanali's ire - and gestures to her "take ease, Hanali - the Celestial attends to our friend.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 04:00 AM	The goddess watches in silence as the angel places her feather on the elf's forehead. "My love is already gone, as you can see. No celestial magic will return him, for he claimed his own life. When you are willing to leave, or you do not wish to return, no spell may return life to the living."
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 04:05 AM	She looks up to Hanali with a slight smirk, "Oh? Is that so? Does love not bring one back?" She looks down at him and sighs, "I know this man," she looks up to her again, "And I WILL bring him back!" Her eyes glowing white at her last words and continue to do so. She grabs a handful of feathers from her wings ripping them out of her wing, blood staining her heavenly white feathers, and she screams out in pain. She gently sets Aravilar's body down placing a total of 3 feathers on his head, and the others on his chest. Dai'Morra leans down kissing the lips of Aravilar. A tear runs down her cheek and she lets it drop on his cheek. She then begins to whisper a few words in celestial, praying for Aravilar's soul to return to his body.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 04:07 AM	Silmarien bursts into tears - and sends a Wish/Sending fusion - across the threshold of Death to Aravilar - the last desperate attempt. "ARAVILAR HOLISTICA - DON'T ABANDON YOUR FRIENDS - WE NEED YOU - COME *H*O*M*E....." - and Sil adds the Pereldar Verse *again* infused with grief for the loss of a friend - to the Celestial's Spells - combining energies for one final attempts..... Be Carried Home and Find your Friends Allow their Love to Support your Ends Recall Our Faith - beyond the Grave Return to Life - Restored Again
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 04:15 AM	From the air, a voice calls... I am summoned... whence do these words come... "My love!" the goddess cries. ...beyond time... where does the path lead? Do I turn to the light, or to the bliss of shade... The goddess cries again, "My love, hear me!" ...does the road of light... to the one...
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 04:23 AM	The Pereldar stand Singing together - repeating the Song of Summoning - as The Runestaff glows in Blue Incandescence. We stand Alive and Homeward Bound Under the Stars Half-Elven Home Beyond the Grave we See you Here Restored to Life by Faith Alone
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 04:23 AM	Dai'Morra hears the voice with a smile and turns to Silmarien, "Thank you for your help.." Her eyes still glowing white she speaks to the voice, "I hold your body and I wish for your soul to search mine for what it is you seek. You know of what I speak."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 04:26 AM	Silmarien bows to Dai'Morra - she holds the Pereldar Song of Summoning alight - watching Aravilar's form - looking for signs of life.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 04:33 AM	Originally posted by Dai'Morra Clayrentha Dai'Morra hears the voice with a smile and turns to Silmarien, "Thank you for your help.." Her eyes still glowing white she speaks to the voice, "I hold your body and I wish for your soul to search mine for what it is you seek. You know of what I speak." ...voices of... past... to me... I... For then, the voice became more clear, speaking directly. What... do I seek... angel... why do I return... destroyer of my heart... I... to my body... wish to... but why... why... why.. why. why-why-why-why-why-why! Hanali murmured, "My part in this is over... if you should bring him back... my gratitude to you eternally... I see what it is he searches for... when it is his time, he shall come back to me..." The goddess faded from sight. The golden... fades... but the shining light... and the dark despair... remain... return to the light... away from the despair... why... must I... love not... is there... 'search the soul...' love... is there...?
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 04:41 AM	As he searches her soul he finds love running deep within her, love of great bounds and entity. Love that no other could possibly match. She smiles looking down at the body, "Please return to your body and come back." She leans down and kisses Aravilar upon his lips once more then sits up and waits. Tears run down her cheeks as she looks at her wings and the pain excruciating.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 04:41 AM	...what is this? Is there the Breath of Life in Aravilar - Silmarien sees some struggle pass over the face of Aravilar. Another sending: "..Aravilar - there is another for thee - who you must find - do not betray your own future wife - and accept mine fidelity to Anglar - *LIVE* Sil Empowers a Suggestion Spell in the final word of the Sending...
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 04:54 AM	A drop of blood from the angel's wings falls onto Aravilar's lips... ...return to life... life... life...! Aravilar's mouth opens wide, gasping for air. He sits up rather abruptly, looking around peacefully. "Silmarien, where am I?" he asks lightly, looking pleasantly surprised. "Are these your Peredhil Halls? How did I get here?" Aravilar obviously had no memory of the past three days--at all. Aravilar looked up at the angel, and said, "I remember you... Dai'Morra is your name!" He smiled and said, "But what are you doing here?" He fidgeted slightly as he looked at the many people staring at him. "Did something happen? Why am I on the floor? And why--Dai'Morra--are your wings bleeding? And Sil, why are there bloody shards of glass all around?" Aravilar touched a finger to his lips and looked down at the blood on that finger. He blinked and said, "What is going on?" Audible to all ears but Aravilar's came a voice... I was able to save him the despair of the past few days, melloneamin... Do my love a favor, and do not speak of these events... lest he question himself... Aravilar looked up at all the faces and said, "Is there something amiss?"
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 05:00 AM	Dai'Morra smiles to Aravilar, "Those questions are irrelevant, the only thing that is to be known is that your alive and well again." She pulls her wing close to her and begins to inspect her wing, it hurt so much to move it! The tears still flowing down her cheeks.
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 05:04 AM	The old one's mouth twitches as he contemplates the delicious sorrow he could cause with but a few words. Beautiful elvish suffering and even a bit of vengeance on a petty godling. But no - delicious pain or not, he will not forestall the proceedings any further with this dithering, lovelost fool. "Get up you pointy-eared fool. And next time be not so overmerry that you drown in the bottom of a cup!"
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 05:10 AM	Aravilar blinks at the old man Tenzhi. "Er... right," he says. Aravilar stands and reaches a hand out to Dai'Morra. "Here--let me help you," he says. "Let me heal that wing of yours... it looks terrible!" Aravilar lays a hand softly onto the bleeding wing, letting his silverfire heal the wound. "There, now. All better," he says. He looks to the angel and says, "You said you were glad I was alive and well again? When have I ever not been as such?" He grins slightly.
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 05:13 AM	She smiles to Aravilar, "Thank you." She then let her wings fold behind her and disappear into her skin. "Well, before you didn't know how I felt, as you suddenly disappeared after doing me a few favours for my fortress."
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 05:22 AM	Aravilar blushes slightly. "I... don't know what to say! I didn't know you felt that way about me..." He turns away and says, "I remember being at the fortress... Ah, yes! I received a message from the Lady Sil about the wedding, and I came to see if I could be the best man for she and Anglar!" He turns back, a wide smile on his face. "I'm at a loss for words... Dai'Morra... I... Whatever happened back there, thank you for helping me." He looks at Sil and says, "Thank you as well... Pray tell, when will the wedding be?" Aravilar then says to Dai'Morra, "M-My love, may we speak in private? I would ask some things of you..." He blushes a rosy pink, his eyes sparkling with silver light.
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 05:31 AM	She smiles and stands, "Yes, I would feel better if we could speak privately. Lead the way Ava." She hugs him and waits for him to lead the way. She adjusts the dagger that rests between her skin and cloth that holds her skirt together.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 05:51 AM	Nervously casting a smile around to the people in the council room, Aravilar puts an arm around the celestial's waist and heads off over the meadow. Curiously, he sees a familiar oak tree... ((OoC: --because that's where he arrived when he first came to the Peredhil Halls--)) Reaching the great oak, Aravilar says to the angel, "My lady, I'm... surprised..." He sits down under the tree and leans his back against it, offering the girl a place next to him. "Everyone back there seemed so... tense. Although I want to know why... it is of no concern right now..." He smiles nervously, reaching up a hand to help her down. -------- OOC: Yet another story written and completed! :D Good job, everyone, especially you, Sil. @Tenzhi: :rolleyes: I figured you'd pull some of that stuff. @Gellion: Thanks :D @Dai'Morra: How many MuPs are you going to make? That being said, I was shocked when you popped up here, but glad nonetheless. Thanks! :D @Everyone: Remember, now, Aravilar has NO MEMORY of the past three days (except some trivial matters and those things he needed to remember). NOTE: Imagine Aravilar's not remembering as a sort of alternate future. His death was but one future; he got brought back, and he never knew of the other timeline. Yes, he is still in love with Silmarien, but it's differently expressed. His journals are all corrected (thanks to Hanali/Keya) so he'll never know just how deep that love was... He will also never be able to really understand that love, and since she's getting married... It'll be like loving a friend. As for Dai'Morra... @Dai'Morra: My lady, 'tis 5:50 AM! I *do* have things to do today, unfortunately... Rest assured I will be back sometime today! Where do you want to continue our story: here, or at the Fortress? Iterum, documenta bona, res bona, nox bona! Again, good posts, good story, good night! Aravilar :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 06:02 AM	She smiles as she takes his hand and sits down beside him, resting her head on his shoulder. {ooc: Aravilar, *hehe* wouldn't you like to know! :P And if you'll see I posted here before today, just never got back around to it til now and found a good way to bring myself into the story, no? :D }
Tenzhi 02-08-04, 06:24 AM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: @Tenzhi: :rolleyes: I figured you'd pull some of that stuff. OOC: Well, if there's over-the-top melodrama (read: any situation that remotely resembles "woe is me" or "whatever shall I do?" ::strike a fainting pose:: ) to be found you can count on me to break it up with cantankerous-old-man dialogue and/or zen wisdom. Except perhaps on the rare (extremely rare in DnD) occasion that I'm playing a depressed/brooding character.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 05:51 PM	Aravilar grinned nervously, reaching around with his arm, resting a hand on her shoulder. He thought for a moment before speaking. "I was not aware of your... feelings... Dai'Morra. When did this start?" The elf smiled slightly. "You were always so... different... in the Fortress." The sun was slowly setting, pinks and purples and oranges and yellows staining the sky. In the distance, a falling star streaked across the picturesque sunset... "By the grace of Hanali, look!" Aravilar cried, pointing up at the speck of light. "It is a gift of the gods, I say... It is beautiful!" Aravilar smiled, holding Dai'Morra close to him as the star crossed the sun, fading into the distance. ((OOC: Excellent way to bring yourself into the story! :D @Tenzhi: :rolleyes: ))
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 05:59 PM	Dai'Morra smiles while watching the falling star then looks up to Aravilar, "Of course I was different then Aravilar! That was many years ago!" She grins, "I didn't want to tell you as I thought I'd never see you again, but now that I've fortunately found you again I seen it proper to reveal my feelings for you." Dai'Morra rested her weight against him and closes her eyes while just enjoying being close to him.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 06:26 PM	"You still held those feelings for so many years?" the curious Aravilar asked. The sun was now just barely showing, the sky a deep purple and blue. Twinkling stars shone in the sky. Aravilar shifted uneasily. "Perhaps we should away to the Fortress, or perhaps to the Halls, before sundown; unless you wish to sleep under the stars..."
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 06:31 PM	Dai'Morra hugs Aravilar and then stands, "Then lets be away to my fortress, there are guests there now and I wish to finish the meal with them." She stands back up, her angelic wings unfolding from her back and rest halfway open behind her. Smiling Dai'Morra waits for him to stand and she holds her hand out to him.
aravilar_holistacia 02-08-04, 06:42 PM	Aravilar took her hand, standing. "I can fly too, you know," he said, grinning. A small blast of spellfire propelled him a few inches above the grass. He took her hand and said, "Let us away." Before they departed, Aravilar sent a sending to Sil... {Mental Sending}My lady Silmarien, call for me when the hour of your wedding approaches; best man I still wish to be, to honour you and your fiancée!{/sending}
Dai'Morra Clayrentha 02-08-04, 06:55 PM	She smiles to him, "Well, I don't use magic to fly like you, but it works." She grins and winks at him, holding to his hand tightly. {ooc: Aravilar see ya at the fortress...}
Silmarien Aldalome 02-08-04, 07:19 PM	OoC: Yes - nicely done guyz. Upon seeing Aravilar choose to live - Silmarien is warmed. She looks to Tenzhi - and smiles with him. She Sends to Tenzhi - Verily - Elven sensibility! You'd think that someone who lives 2000 years is in no rush with these things. "Aravilar Holistica - you must rest. You are not going anywhere for a few days. The Pereldar will attend to you - and yes - you are certain to be best man it would seem. Be happy for Anglar and I my friend. And in friendship - accept Anglar also. Mayhap the two of you should hunt deer in the forest - while I sew my dress. There are many things to arrange! Invitations - WHO HAS THE ITHILDIN INK" she calls "I'm sure I left it on the mantle piece dammit! Do you think all the invitees will remember to read the invitaiton by the Full Moon?" ANGLAR! Beloved - how goes your fitting?"
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-08-04, 10:46 PM	*Frost looks over to Tenzhi* "How can you stand do be around such...overdramtic creatures...so often? If Silm hadent gotten him back I would have gone through every layer of the abyss just to drag his snobby-gold-elven-soul right back here if for no other reason then to have him applogize to Lady Silm for his treatment of her. If this were Lady Yohanka Denir Marquis standing there in place of silm Ava would have exploded like a thousand suns by now...pathetic mortal elf...running off with another lover before even applogizes..." *Looks to silm* "Well Methinks I shall applogize in Avas name and scrape up what chivalry he has left, Now if you wont excuse me I must speak with a friend of mine." *Frost disappears in a small whirlwind of frost and ice, giving tenzhi a look of pity* -Frostbite Ravenheart (Man I missed all of that :( I wanted to go in after ava but awell...move your feet loose your seat as they say...)
anglar 02-09-04, 05:19 PM	[original post deleted] "Sil, my Love, I'm going back to our estate in Zarthos. At least there I have some control over my actions. Please send me word the the gods here have stopped quibbleling over who dies and what happens. I tend to like to have control over whether or not I drop something that can't hurt me. I love you more than my own life. Till next we're together.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-09-04, 05:32 PM	OoC: Tenzhi I think handed it over to Sil - but i'm happy for a course-change. *smiles* "Beloved - ward the Stone - it burns with some mysterious purpose. Apparently 'tis is for me. Let us not quabble over it though." OoC: I've just posted at OneLand and Pnatemul. Let's see if we can wake up good (bad) Kevmann. *grins* Nothing like a Dark Lord to rain on a Wedding Party. EDIT: Lord Gellion - please introduce your, err, acquaintances. Their arrival was spectacular
Gellion 02-09-04, 05:38 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome EDIT: Lord Gellion - please introduce your, err, acquaintances. Their arrival was spectacular "All you need to know is that they will help guard the Peredhil halls for your and Anglars marriage. I am afraid i could not introduce you to them, for they are the creations of a thoughtless place. They do not "think" like you and I, although i have acustomed myself to dealing with such beings."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-09-04, 05:40 PM	OoC: To Frosty's last post :rofl: ;) " - how then do we communicate with them?" sil looks quizzical "Do you communicate with them Gellion - for they must somehow understand events on our plane - else how do they know how to defend us?"
Gellion 02-09-04, 05:47 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome " - how then do we communicate with them?" sil looks quizzical "Do you communicate with them Gellion - for they must somehow understand events on our plane - else how do they know how to defend us?" " I can communicate with them, although it is a mental link. They are loyal to me, and will protect your wedding ceremony, so do not worry." :)
anglar 02-09-04, 05:54 PM	ooc - Edited my last post. please disregard and continue on as you all were.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-09-04, 06:26 PM	"Oh sil, that reminds me...I have thought up a gift for you" Frost looks up to the sky and looks as if hes about to howl but instead whistles an unearthly yet quite catchy whistle. Seven stealthy yet strong ranger-looking men step out of the woods before you. "I watched gell summon a few baddys to watch over the wedding so I decided that I would somone some too, thinking that my gift as you phrased 'was my being here' was just not enough. I hope you dont mind...they owe me a couple of favors so they SHOULD behave but if they get out of line...well...lets just say I know a particular goddess named Luna who had a certin were-wolf she strongly backs up that will deal with them" At that Frost casts a cool, yet warning glance over at the werwolves. "I hope you dont mind that they are um...from my world...I promise they wont change shape unless tenzhi himself goes crazy and starts killing people." OOC: Tenzhi what world are you from? I know your not from the World of Darkness and I shall just assume that your from your own homebred world but where did you actually start? I missed your history when ever you gave it...Or if you didnet give a history dont know beacuse I like ur engimitaic (Is that how you pronounce is?) way of speaking and air of power and mystery. -Frostbite Ravenheart.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-09-04, 08:03 PM	Originally posted by Gellion " I can communicate with them, although it is a mental link. They are loyal to me, and will protect your wedding ceremony, so do not worry." :) Thank you! Gellion - do your creatures have any thoughts about infiltrating the Underdark - or about the Fate of our Lands? Coming from the Far Realms - they may have insight. Anglar - beloved - wouldst though care to attempt something with this stone?" she extends her hand and offers Anglar the Stone. Silmarien turns to Frostbite - and smiles. She appears wary of these wolf-creatures - but sees Frosty's warmth - and so dares to approach one of the creatures......"do they bite?" she smiles nerviously
Gellion 02-09-04, 08:08 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Thank you! Gellion - do your creatures have any thoughts about infiltrating the Underdark - or about the Fate of our Lands? Coming from the Far Realms - they may have insight. "Nay, they care little about this land, although they will obey my every command. Although they do see much more than most, I will ask them now." *Gellion closes his eys and appears to concentarte a bit.* "They "say" that they do not care about the Undedark, and that they do not know the fate of this land."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-09-04, 08:52 PM	Werewolf: "Why dont you step a little closer...and find out..." The Alpha male of the pack said with a dirty smile. *Frost looks over at the Alpha and winks while Silm has her back towards him* Frost: Lady Silm I cannot promis you that they wont tear the heads off any that look at you or your guests the wrong way but I can assure you that they wont bite you or anglar. *Frost said the OR with GREAT emphisis with a Rember-that-they-saw-Ava-Go-Crazy-before look in his eyes :D*
aravilar_holistacia 02-09-04, 09:12 PM	OOC: Hiya, all. :D @Frosty: Actually, they saw Aravilar go crazy, which he'll never know about. Hanali Celanil (who loves Aravilar) erased his memory and his journals, so he can't know what he said or did. And YOU WON'T TELL HIM! (When he returns.) He can't apologize for something he doesn't understand. Even if someone were to tell him what happened, he'd shake his head and disbelieve it. And, Frosty, Aravilar is NOT "running off with another lover before he even applogizes..."! He never knew about telling Sil his feelings because Hanali erased his memory of that incident. So, it's not running off, it's being saved. If you were here, you would have known. Dai'Morra came to save Aravilar from being condemned to the farplane; she used her celestial magic to bring him back, and the power of her love. Aravilar realized that she loved him (which didn't conflict with his feelings for Sil because he couldn't remember what happened) and he left with her to nurture and better understand Dai'Morra's feelings. Aravilar. :mad: ;)
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-09-04, 09:50 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Hiya, all. :D @Frosty: Actually, they saw Aravilar go crazy, which he'll never know about. Hanali Celanil (who loves Aravilar) erased his memory and his journals, so he can't know what he said or did. And YOU WON'T TELL HIM! (When he returns.) He can't apologize for something he doesn't understand. Even if someone were to tell him what happened, he'd shake his head and disbelieve it. And, Frosty, Aravilar is NOT "running off with another lover before he even applogizes..."! He never knew about telling Sil his feelings because Hanali erased his memory of that incident. So, it's not running off, it's being saved. If you were here, you would have known. Dai'Morra came to save Aravilar from being condemned to the farplane; she used her celestial magic to bring him back, and the power of her love. Aravilar realized that she loved him (which didn't conflict with his feelings for Sil because he couldn't remember what happened) and he left with her to nurture and better understand Dai'Morra's feelings. Aravilar. :mad: ;) OOC: Relax there buddy I understand the story I was just adding the comedy relif that all of us enjoy so much. There was just so much drama and tention I thought I would throw things back to normal with my little comment. I doubt I would have "Chased you through the planes and brought your sorry gold-elven self back to applogize to sil" and I DO know that you got your memory erased and I wont tell you (yet...) the secret that you dont know about yourself. However there may still be a time and place (can anyone say...blackmail? :devil: :tiphat: -Frosty the Snow-Bard
Gellion 02-09-04, 10:06 PM	"Lady Silmarien, i can summon more creatures to guard your wedding, that is, if you wish it to be."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-10-04, 12:27 AM	Thank you Gellion - :bow: - great support will they be for the wedding. Greetings Frostbite.
anglar 02-10-04, 01:07 AM	Anglar can be found inside at the bar. He is taking turns filling three short, stout glasses with a dark liquor, drinking each very quickly, and tossing the glasses into the air. He tosses the third glass before the first starts to come back down. He catches them on their way back down. "When I miss one, then I've had enough. When Sil gets in here, I'm going to ask her to dance with me. I feel like dancing."
Tenzhi 02-10-04, 04:16 AM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart OOC: Tenzhi what world are you from? OOC: It's hard to say, really. I think Tenzhi the Ti Hsien's true origin (as a concept) might be traced back to Palladium's Mystic China. But after he was conceptualized he made his way simultaneously into a number of various games and settings. In the WOD he was a new variety of "Mummy," an eastern Mokole or three, a Pooka, and an archmage. In D&D he's the avatar of the DM. He's also had cameo appearances in HKAT!, BESM, Mutants & Masterminds, and Marvel SAGA. Originally posted by anglar At least there I have some control over my actions. Please send me word the the gods here have stopped quibbleling over who dies and what happens. I tend to like to have control over whether or not I drop something that can't hurt me. Sorry anglar. Aravilar was pretty convincing about the plot device's ability to hurt your character - that and the fact that the plot seemed overready to be moved along prompted me to act. I wasn't intending to step on your toes.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-10-04, 04:33 AM	OoC: G'day Tenzh-mann "When I miss one, then I've had enough. When Sil gets in here, I'm going to ask her to dance with me. I feel like dancing." Silmarien steps into the bar - and scans the room. She is wearing a mauve hip-hugging number, sleeveless, above the knees, but not cheap. It is a modest outfit - without being prudish, and it lifts her best features out nonetheless. Her hair is silver-blond, and it is long and flows over her shoulders. She has a ring on her finger, mithril neck pendant - adorned with blue sigils. It glows warmly. She sees Anglar - and breaks into a radiant smile and extends her hand to him. "Music!" she says - as her green eyes flash momentarily with Blue-fire. "Beloved - you called - let us mend the last few days with a dance! There is no one else who I would dance with thus."
Gellion 02-10-04, 06:38 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Thank you Gellion - :bow: - great support will they be for the wedding. "Very well then."*Gellion concentartes, and begins chanting, soon a magical gate opns, and at least six dozen tentacled creatures emerge*" What area do you want them to guard?"
Silmarien Aldalome 02-10-04, 02:38 PM	Tavern ....the publican signals to Sil with a familiar gestures - she responds "a blend of white spirit, a slice of lemon, and some salt please", as she grins at Anglar. Gellion Perhaps we should, er, change their form a bit - lest they frighten the guests. Only an illusion - or semi-permanent spell. Their arrangement depends on where we are wed...for this, I must consult with Anglar. And also him on the the kind and nature of ceremony. His mood regarding close kin and friends and who should do what - matters. I await his advice.
Gellion 02-10-04, 03:54 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome GellionPerhaps we should, er, change their form a bit - lest they frighten the guests. Only an illusion - or semi-permanent spell. "Very well then."*The creatures suddenly change form to that of Half-Elven warriors in plate mail.*"Is that more suiting Lady Silmarien?"
anglar 02-10-04, 05:35 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Tavern ....the publican signals to Sil with a familiar gestures - she responds "a blend of white spirit, a slice of lemon, and some salt please", as she grins at Anglar. Anglar turns to face Silmarien. "Ah! My love. I am in need of your company. Would you join me on the dance floor? Maestro! Something seductive, but not too slow. (Hotel California)"
Silmarien Aldalome 02-11-04, 04:23 PM	To Gellion "Nicely done Gellion!" Sil chuckles "...they add ambience to the proceedings. I hope they can target specific creatures - I wouldn't want them to blast all the guests at once!" She adds To Anglar *smiles* "Understandably, Anglar - after recent events." She clears a space in the tavern with the barkeep's permission - and bursts out laughing as she two-steps to this strange music with Anglar. Silmarien is unguarded in her dancing. She casts a strength spell on herself, so that she can do some gentle acrobatic tosses of Anglar - intermixed with several jumps and fluid well-timed movements. She smiles all the while, and when the first song finishes - she clicks her fingers, and the music changes to something with more melody and base. It is very catching - what's this you hear? "...dancing queen, hear the beat from the tamborine - oh yeah - you can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life - oh yeah..." (OoC: I think you get the drift *grins stupidly*) Sil then engages patrons on the tables, and encourages people to join in "ale for everyone" she calls. There is a cheer from the patrons.....
anglar 02-11-04, 06:28 PM	<ooc - Luckily I have some ranks in tumbling> With her final flip of him, Anglar lands on the bar and waits for Sil to finish her dance. "My turn. Let's turn the music a little harsher." Anglar taps out the rhythm with his boot and the players pick it up easily. "So slide over here, and give me a moment. You moves are so raw. I've got to let you know. You are my kind." During the song Anglar struts up and down the bar mixing in spins, tumbles, and splits. He points at Sil. "There's something about you, girl, that makes me sweat."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-11-04, 06:30 PM	Sneaks up on the current maestro and does the "James bond sneak-attack and take cloths" like move and starts playing a grand song. Not just sill but everyone seems very energetic and strengthend, dancing like true half-Elves with the grace of the elves and strength of men. During a short intermission Frost goes to the bar-tender handing him a pouch. The bartender looks in side and says "Drinks for the world?" With an odd puzzled look on his face. Frost gives a warm smile then whispers into the bartenders ear "Two rounds of Pure Italian Red Wine straight from sicially". The bartenders face looks very messed up then frost whispers again saying "Trust me just start handing out the alchohal...I moved your formal alcohal to an inter-demensional space and it will return soon enough and I kinda sorta spiked the already spiked drink with a few High Foreset 'Herbs'. Trust me, the party will get very entertaining soon." Frost gave a little wink to the very confused man and at first looked as if he was gonna say that he would never allow somone to mess with the drinks beacuse of posien and overintoxication and what not. Then Frost smiles and the bartender couldent help but have his emotions swayed (OOC: Ha..little does he know I am the High-Archmage of Music but more importantly emotions...) and start calling all the barmaids to hand out the drinks. Ooc: Heh sorrta looks like what would have happend if Gandalf actually was young and human and went to the prancing pony. -Frosty the SnowBard.
anglar 02-12-04, 06:50 PM	Seeing as I think we should get things started with the actual wedding as to avoid getting sidetracked with other adventures, I was hoping everyone involved wouldn't mind if we set the date to be within the next tenday or so (ooc - taking place either Feb 23-27 of Mar 1-5). This should give ample time for all of us to prepare the necessaties without things dragging out. If any has a problem with this time, I ask that you say so as soon as possible so that we can accommodate. (I'll PM everyone who's expressed interest so you can get back to me without cluttring things up here). Sil and I still have to work out which, if not more than one, faith will actually oversee the wedding. In the name of not choosing favorites, we've decided not to have either Bride's Maids or Groom's Men. You are all our friends and we love very much. To give titles and roles would be unfair. It is enough for us that you have chosen to take part in this and bring that much more life to the event.
aravilar_holistacia 02-12-04, 06:58 PM	OOC: :weep::weep::weep: I was going to be the best man... :weep::weep::weep: *goes to sulk in corner* :weep::weep::weep:
Silmarien Aldalome 02-12-04, 07:15 PM	The tavern becomes very rowdy - and guests sing and dance. The barkeep looks a bit concerned, wondering if his furniture will survive the night. The tables are made of hard wood, though, so all seems in order. Sil pauses and turns to Anglar and says "Agreed beloved. 'twould strike jeolousy and make strife if we relegate the one and not the other to senior status. Further, I would invite any guest to prepare a song, poem, or speech to post to us on the day/night. In this way - you all have equal status, and equal kinship from us. Aravilar! Do not despair - make yourself the priority you wish by celebrating our union with your Verse. There are no limits placed on how long or how many verses or contributions you, or anyone wishes to make. Anglar - thank you!"
aravilar_holistacia 02-12-04, 07:23 PM	Aravilar sends a mental message to Silmarien. The sounds of battle echo in the distance. "Gods, Sil, not now! You just HAD to demote me in this way..." A loud crack sounds, silencing the message for several seconds before his voice returns. "I cannot speak now; war rages at the Fortress of my love... I will be there posthaste. I am sore wrothed by your words, however." The message goes dead, silence in Sil's mind.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-12-04, 07:45 PM	...Aravilar! Have a care for my future Husband's Honour! It is not demotion - it is celebration of all those who are our friends - equally. This is different to what thou speaketh. Silmarien looks troubled - but there is much to organise. "Anglar - our Vows - I would write them with thee".
Tenzhi 02-13-04, 02:10 AM	"Another tenday?" the old man grumbles. "'Please come, my wedding is imminent,' she said. Two weeks and a load of elvish grief later and it's STILL going to be another tenday. Elves must have an inverted sense of urgency - frivolous matters must be rushed into headlong, and urgent matters be put aside for careful consideration." Tenzhi conjures up a boulder and sits upon it testily, fuming in mock outrage.
anglar 02-13-04, 03:27 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi "Another tenday?" the old man grumbles. "'Please come, my wedding is imminent,' she said. Two weeks and a load of elvish grief later and it's STILL going to be another tenday. Elves must have an inverted sense of urgency - frivolous matters must be rushed into headlong, and urgent matters be put aside for careful consideration." Tenzhi conjures up a boulder and sits upon it testily, fuming in mock outrage. "For us, a month is imminent." ooc - this is basically so everyone who wants to be involved will have plenty of time to participate. With our varying schedueles, it will take a while to reaaly get everything done.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-13-04, 06:52 AM	Silmarien sees Tenzhi - and breaks into a grin. "Why Tenzhi - I'd never have known that you were such a romantic" *winks* "Anglar - beloved - I think we need to find something for good (bad) Tenzhi to do....to assist in our preparations ....."
anglar 02-13-04, 06:29 PM	"Perchance GOOD Tenzhi would like to give the guests and gifts a cursory inspection to help ensure that only merriment is in the hearts of us who are gathered. It would also allow him to ruffle the feathers of a few Elves, which I'm sure he'd enjoy."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-13-04, 07:48 PM	....i just don't understand it....what on Toril is Mystra up to? The storms do gather - and look around - oh my Corellan! We haven't had the Far Realms involved in our Nation since Rh'iel knows when. Their Intervention signals significant events.....if only we can get through the ceremony without being turned into crispy critters by the Dark Lord's minions. Oh - I've got another headache........and The Chosen - clearly - damaged feelings there. But what can I do? I mean - like "just forget it Anglar - nothing happened" - not! Good lord - we're in a double bind! We can't mend this because his memory (and not ours) has been erased......and Rh'iel only knows, the last thing I want, is for the wedding party, bride groom and all to be showered with Silverfire and Spellfire from a Rogue Chosen.....AHHHH....and my dress - i hope Anglar likes it......
Tenzhi 02-14-04, 01:04 AM	The old man smiles wickedly. "Normally I would more than gladly accept an offer to personally inspect Elvish hearts, but I did promise that daft elvish god that I would be on my best behaviour. So I'm afraid I must turn down your well-meant offer of frivolous elvish bloodshed and just bear with normal merrymaking for the nonce." He says with a sigh. "Besides," he adds as he levitates a nearby plate of fruit to his hand, "it is important to Me that this union goes off without any problems."
Gellion 02-14-04, 01:14 AM	Deleted
Silmarien Aldalome 02-14-04, 03:15 AM	OoC: G'day Gellion buddy - I'll see thee at Human Lands shortly.... ..upon hearing Tenzhi's promise - Sil's eyes fill with tears. She approaches this strange denizen - and says "if thou wouldst partake of mortal comfort - " *gives Tenzhi a hug - one like you give to your grandparents as one does after dinner* "what greater comfort to us than your friendship good Tenzhi"
Tenzhi 02-14-04, 03:33 AM	The old man grudgingly accepts the hug with a grimace. "Yes," he says distantly, "'friendship.'"
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-14-04, 11:57 PM	The Bard lets the previous musician to start up again while he holds up his glass of fine Italian/HighForest Spirits and says "Here Here! To Silm and Anglar! Truly they emphisize what it is NOT to be a gold-elf, destroying the more formal wedding roles and calling everyone equal! Here here!" Tenzhi if your bored I know something we can do to past the time... *Frost smiles invincably for a second looking up at the sky, no his lips the name of a very powerfull god who is one of the few beings who has the power to smite him :D* "Who wants to have a drinking contest!?" -Frosty the Crazed whatchamacallit.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-15-04, 12:08 AM	As Tenzhi goes to put a piece of his fruit from the levitated plate into his mouth - at the last instant, she intonates, and turns the fruit into.....Lembas - just as Tenzhi takes a bite of food. Silmarien sees Frostbite - she grins - "ever loyal Great Heart - a tankard of ale - why what else tonight but that?" "You are right of course - I despise the legitimacy of Elven Convention you know. Especially Gold Elves. And soon you shall see how I shall break those conventions. Anglar and I have made our own Vows, and my dress shall not be white." She beams warmly at Anglar. "How was the Lembas Tenzhi?" she says as she puts a tankard down for him.
Tenzhi 02-15-04, 02:13 AM	"A bit dry..." he replies, and then adds after a moment of consideration, "and definitely not as fruity as I would have liked." "But then," he chuckles as he empties his tankard, "everything I eat turns to ash in my mouth - except for the rare bit of meat that exhibits excellent natural preservation."
anglar 02-17-04, 02:38 AM	"And here I was thinking it was just your beaming personality that made my head pound so," Anglar jibed. "We truly need to start seeing to the formalities of the wedding. The day is coming soon. And as for your dress, Sil, I would have been more shocked to see in pure white than if you appeared stark naked. Though there is a part of me that is as trepid as I am exited as to our first night as a married couple."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-18-04, 11:58 AM	Frostbite smiles as his hatrid of Gold Elves seemes to have tainted even the most loving of women He then looks over at Tenz statement on food thinking that next time he goes hunting he should put up some anti-scrying spells, it would disgust Ten to see Frosty eat...his food raw straight off the bone. -Frostbite Ravenheart
Tenzhi 02-19-04, 02:14 AM	OOC: I doubt it, Frosty. Tenzhi prefers his meat raw as well. Elvish meat, with its excellent natural preservation - just in case you didn't pick up on the Elf-Bane's insinuations previously, even after his comment on inspecting elvish hearts. ;)
anglar 02-19-04, 07:36 PM	"All right, people. Chop! Chop!" Anglar hurries some crew members. "We have a lot of work to do here. Everything has to be as perfect as possible. I won't have things turn out the last time I tried this. Also, remember to remind anyone of Elven blood that it's a bad idea to say 'Eat Me!' to Tenzhi the Elf-Bane. He just might take them seriously. Knights, I want archers on every available parapit within 200 yards of here."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-21-04, 05:22 PM	Frosty watches as everyone gets into a hurry preparing for the weeding. He sits down apon a stool he "borrowed" from the bar and starts playing his wonderfull mandolin (See The Mandolin of Frosty in the Council of Archmages libery) and he watches as the workers beging to move faster and work harder but join in with his singing. He summons up some ghost spirits of shaliaia (SP? its the FR quisi-god of the High Forest and of fertillity, and although not a worshiper he brought her blessings) to help with some odd jobs up top. He also summons various windspirits and other creatures to his aid as the decorating and preperations are made. During the launchbreaks Frosty sings mighty reenergizing drinking songs trying to keep up the merry spirit of the days. As he is handed his invitation he notices that part that says "Bring along as many guests as you would like" and pictures a party with a bunch of elves talking gracefully, gold elves trying to impress everyone, humans drinking cheerfully, half-elves and the other races mingeling between them...then a bunch of outlaws making advances on all the women and challanging all the men to archery contests and hide-and-go-seek games while were-wolves are fighting eachother in some of there nastiest forms and his vampire buddys...Frosty stops imagining things then wonders...I dont think I would I should invite even a few of my buddys...sept for maby my kids, the blackbandit, my brother and prehaps a few more of the respectable ravenhearts. :devil: -Frosty the snow-bard.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-21-04, 05:25 PM	Originally posted by anglar "All right, people. Chop! Chop!" Anglar hurries some crew members. "We have a lot of work to do here. Everything has to be as perfect as possible. I won't have things turn out the last time I tried this. Also, remember to remind anyone of Elven blood that it's a bad idea to say 'Eat Me!' to Tenzhi the Elf-Bane. He just might take them seriously. Knights, I want archers on every available parapit within 200 yards of here." **Getting a bit bored during one of the workers breaks he decides to play a little trick. He summons all his powers of trickery to become a complete yet simple Elf of weak looking strength. FrostyTheElf Goes over the Tenzhi and says "Hahahaha you dumwitted mortal EAT ME!" and runs away full speed ahead while casting various anti-ultimate-godlike-capture-and-destroy-counter magics on himself under his breath** -Frosty
Tenzhi 02-21-04, 11:33 PM	The old man rubs his temples with colossal weariness, reminded of a particularly troublesome Monkey trickster he dealt with long ago. "If only I still had that golden crown... this is going to be a long, arduous ceremony."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-23-04, 05:22 AM	gathering the finest fabrics together (colours undisclosed), Sil sets about the task of The Seamstress. Deftly incanting, and forming, then re-forming seams, combining different colours, modes and styles of fabric. It is a task that takes many hours - and combines finely embroidered fabrics with pieces of semi-transparent fabrics "it mustn't be gaudy" she says to herself "yet it musn't be this pristeen, precious delicate robe of conservative horrors either....I hope Anglar likes it....." Many hours later - she stares at the finished product - but she is not done. Deep in the most private of vaults in Peredhil Halls, the Arcane laboratory of Silmarien is afire with life and Verse....the dress is being magicked. She Summons Peredhil Starfire into the Fabric and the warp and weft glisten in Silvery radiance. Atone again and find your Peace Mirror to the Stars of power's Grace The Whole heartbeat of Weave's release Abundance in the People's Lace Again and again, Verse after Verse, some playful, and light, others potent and bright, like the Starfire of The Runestaff. Many days of casting in the private sanctuary. Some of the Pereldar enjoin at different stages to contribute to the work as sunrise and sunset come and go....
Tenzhi 02-23-04, 07:21 AM	To take his mind off of all the capering sweetmeats, Tenzhi finds himself staring idly at a spider weaving a web in the branches of a nearby tree. For such a small and unremarkable spider, it seems to be building quite the complex web. The fine strands of glistening spider-silk woven together so tightly that from the ground it appears almost as cloth. As he watches in idle fascination, for a moment he almost thinks he discerns a familiar pattern to the webs. "Impossible," he mutters, "I've just been staring at the blasted thing for too long and my mind is wandering." The old man turns away from the web, unaware that several yards away in another tree, there is yet another tiny spider building a similarly complex web. Had he known about that and several other fledgling webs cropping up in the trees, or if he knew that these small spiders had been intermittently exiting his own silk jacket unnoticed since he arrived, he would be quite annoyed. Yes, quite annoyed indeed.
anglar 02-24-04, 12:43 AM	"Holy Corellon! I just realized that I haven't even thought about what I'm going to wear," Anglar gasps. "I wonder if the Emporer will have the suits of Royal Armor ready in time. I wish I knew at least what colors Sil has chosen for her bouquet so I can match." Maybe I should send one of the girls to asks her. Where's Safti at? She can go."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-24-04, 01:08 AM	Originally posted by anglar "Holy Corellon! I just realized that I haven't even thought about what I'm going to wear," Anglar gasps. "I wonder if the Emporer will have the suits of Royal Armor ready in time. I wish I knew at least what colors Sil has chosen for her bouquet so I can match." Maybe I should send one of the girls to asks her. Where's Safti at? She can go." Silmarien smiles when she hears news of the groom with no outfit. She has been waiting for Anglar's comments about attire. "There is time for the Pereldar to fashion a design for thee that suits thine wishes. It should be Magicked - me thinks - and one of a pair. Would you allow this Anglar?" Silmarien beams at him. She bows to Tenzhi as she passes him by, and hears some muttering about "pockets" and "I'm sure I put those in here".... To Frostbite, she smiles warmly, and exchanges day-to-day news about the preparations.....
anglar 02-24-04, 02:13 AM	"Just so long as I get to wear my sword, which, BY THE WAY, Lord Frostbite has neglected to tell me what it can do."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-24-04, 02:22 AM	*radiant smile* "I am not one to dress another - without their guidance Anglar. Wouldst thou consult with me about this in privacy?" OoC: I.e. PM me about fashion "do's and don'ts" from Anglar's point of view. Sil refused to fit you with something you hate.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-24-04, 03:59 PM	*Coughs* OOC: Heh sorry I forgot about it. The sword is one of those old fashion drannor swords that gain powers as time and owners go by. Not a moonsword but similar to one. However all the powers are based around love for some reason. Frosty gave the sword to you beacuse he had enough luck with women ;). Anyways the swords basic powers are to cast greater shield other on your signifigant other, transfer health,strength, vigor ect ect to your lover. However the most prominent and most prized power is the power of faithfulness. The elves hate being compleded but let met tell you somthing...if celeborn ever cheated on galadriel, galadriel would have killed celeborn over a process of a thousand years. Elves hate cheaters. Therefore the sword will warn you of dark, not lusty but true dark thoughts in your lovers mind. Then as long as you are faithfull your lover that is cheating on you will feel only pain while there **"";) ;) There other lover;) ;) ""**. Not only that but the cheater will have to make many will saves to beable to continue...that is...if they still want to after all the pain. Heh kinda an evil magic item if you think about it but I dont think you have to worry about using it on Lady Silm ;). -Frosty the SnowBard. PS: I know you wanted me to msg the states to you but I wanted silm and a few others to know too so they could include the swords action in there post. The sword does have a mind of its own and although the sword has only talked to Frostbite it MAY speak to you. However it was only telepathic with Frostbite but usually swords that are telepathic are capable of speach. Frosty dosent know all the dialects the sword can speak but he does know it can speak: Common, Old Elvish and all the dialects of the playable races in the players handbook.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-24-04, 06:25 PM	*smiles at Frostbite* Sil says in reflective tones, and speaks very *gently*, as she sits with her friend in front of the fireplace. She speaks to him as a *trusted confidant*, sharing some private thoughts about her reasons for being with Anglar. "Anglar's freedom is as important to me as is my own. How he defines that freedom is not for me to speak to. I can say, though that all I ask of him is that he shares his ideas about what freedom means for him. Thence, I can make mine own decision about whether or not his freedom comes at mine expence or no. And vice versa. But - these things have been considered already. About his Faith: I do not doubt for one moment that he is True to me. But "True" may take unusual form, or seem strange to some. I am also not a jealous person. Anglar has roamed Toril and our One Land for many years and no doubt has had the company of many women. I also know that he yet loves Angelina, who has passed on some time ago. Yet these things do not threaten me, and neither do I care to control his conduct. He must choose how he makes that behaviour happen for himself. Also - I come from a place called Aarendor - in the Southern Hemisphere - and am myself no naive spring chicken when it comes to understanding a mature man's will. This may seem strange Frostbite, but Anglar's body is not mine to control and I have no wish or inclination to monitor or determine what he does for himself. His love is enriched by his experiences with others, and Rh'iel smiles at his manhood. He also knows that I am uncontrollable when I determine to be so - and that he is a lucky man as am I a lucky woman. Therefore - I am beyond content and overflowing with joy. His sword will see no black thoughts that I do not share with him in Spoken Word. That is, who I am is what I show him - the two are one and the same."
anglar 02-24-04, 10:20 PM	I certainly hope this sword doesn't need infidelity to strengthen. Sil and I already have such an open relationship that I fear the only chance this sword could have to inact its fedelity power is if Sil or I were to keep a relationship a secret from the other. Save for what my profession may recquire me to do at some times, I doubt if it'll ever come up. The truest meaning of this marriage is to make the children that Sil and I have legal heirs to estate I, and soon we, have in the Empire of Zarthos (Ang's home plane and setting). Though I still feel as strongly for my first wife as I ever have, Angelina has told me in dreams that she is happy for me in my choice to take another as my partner in life. The only mortal being that could mean more to me than Sil is the daughter I have with Angelina, whom I've never seen or even know where she is. Without giving away too much of my vows, the simplest way to put it is "Silmarien makes me smile."
Silmarien Aldalome 02-24-04, 10:35 PM	*beams confidently at Anglar* Her face suddenly becomes serious: ".....from the Southern Provinces I am come. Where three Mythals exist that yet run today. These are from ancient days and where the Three Elvish Princedoms were once peopled by many of the Elven folk. Mythal Skybridge, Mythal Ilca and Mythal Naúrë - and the Ellaédûn that is the ManyInOne of Elvendom. One day, if you will, I would share this story, and my purpose for coming to Zarthos. Heirs with Drow, Human and High Elven Bood - are pleasing to the Ellaédûn. But joy is only of the love of this union." She gently leans into Anglar as the storytelling continues with their friends near the hearth. Outside Pereldar Halls, the Autumnal winds are brisk and biting.
anglar 02-25-04, 06:14 PM	The day is coming all too, Dearest. Um, will it be a priest of your church, mine, the Elven Pantheon, or some combination thereof? Then there is also when we must separate until the actual ceremony. So much to do and so little time left to do it .
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-25-04, 07:53 PM	OOC: ahhh just for the record...I was speaking out of character...Frostbite has not yet to say anything about the sword to you. When you recived it you thanked him and that was all so he did not answer. Frostbite is a firm beliver in devotion and it would take hours of argument to even open up the possablity of changing his mind on that subject. He doubts in his heart that one or the other shall either cheat on the other but he is not as "Wise in the ways of the world" as prehaps he should be. The person I play now is kinda like a combination of the orginal Frostbite and all his heirs. I have yet to really pick which person I would like to truly roleplay so I kinda play a Halreth (who was a Bard/Ranger/Paladin in the high forest representing Frostbite who has gone to the "Last Realm" but wishes to keep contact with various realms who has crossed with his "Father" Frostbite. So I am a vampire/Werewolf/Ranger/Paladin/Bard with the ideals of both people. Frostbite was orginally a creation of the wyrm but his rebelious spirit broke free the bonds and he escaped. He was part were-wolf part vampire, the two (in the eyes of the wyrm) the strongest creatures in the world of darkness. Now I wont go through his full history but he has had lady friends but for his incredable age very few. After the death of a few he couldent even look at another women for sometime and to this day wont wed another beacuse he fears that he is cheating on his dead wives. ANYWAYS I am sorry Wizzys for the OOC I wont (I will try) not to use OOC anymore but I was addressing more then one person. -Frostbite.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-26-04, 04:51 AM	deleted
Silmarien Aldalome 02-26-04, 04:56 AM	damned double posts
Silmarien Aldalome 02-26-04, 05:02 AM	OoC: received Frosty - Sil has the convo with you anyhowz, as a friend about Anglar.... To Gellion Sil hands him a Ring. It has an Adamantine Stone that glistens on Mithril and runed in an ancient mode of Elvish. Sil sees Drachentoeter and Tigernach - she smiles at their presence. "Be welcome in your silence" But - In the laboratory, known only to the Pereldar and now also to Anglar, Sil meets with Anglar. She smiles at him and gently ushers him to stand. Grabbing a measuring tape, she deftly takes his measurements. Chest, neck, leg, arm, waste - and hip. "Ah, beloved" she holds his gaze with intense green eyes "I would with great care ensure that your garments shall fit you well." she giggles "make sure you don't eat too much between now and the day." becoming more serious "Our wedding attire will be "synergised" - I will verse you with the suit's function, and reserve powers, when they are ready." she scribbles down the numbers and adds "By the way, I like your taste in colours". *grins* "What make you of Tenzhi's behaviour, beloved. Strange he seems. Muttering things about "food" and "spiders". Also, I have of late, been wondering if our Dark Lord is going to make a showing at the Wedding. We must be ready for him. He bears an Elf Bane you know...."
Gellion 02-26-04, 06:47 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome To Gellion Sil hands him a Ring. It has an Adamantine Stone that glistens on Mithril and runed in an ancient mode of Elvish. "Why, thank you Lady Silmarien. May I inquire why you have bestowed this gift upon me?" :)
Silmarien Aldalome 02-26-04, 07:15 PM	Gellion - this item has origins in the 3rd Age of Aarendor. We are at the beginning of the Seventh. You may remember that the Sixth Age lasted 10,000 years, and was begun by the Two Trees and Peredhil Stone used in Conjunction to Expel the Dark Lord from Realmspace." She suddenly looks heavy with grief - "and that our Kevmann corrupted a Shard of the Great Stone - and thence fused Necromancy to Elven Magic. So then did the Usurper find his way into Realmspace to exact revenge on us. *eyes glisten with tears* In the event that ill befalls Anglar and I both - you must take the Ring to the Far Realms. Thence - bring it in contact with Raw Magic, but ***only*** when in meta-dimensional space. To do anything else would be disastrous for Toril. Remember - do not let anyone get this Item. I trust it with no-one else. You have Human Blood - and this bodes well for this task. She says "Where's Frostbite_Ravenheart? I must speak with him. And it is troubling that The Chosen of Mystra wanders.
anglar 02-28-04, 01:38 AM	rubs his hands together with a clap. "Well, it's that time of the life. I leave you my dear ne're to see you until the day we wed. Do take care." Gives Sil a final kiss before the wedding and leaves. All right folks. Monday begins the big event. Get your set-ups done ASAP, cause I'm hooking up about 4 PM central time, and expect bedlam for this beautiful thing. I love you all and thank you for taking time to take part in this.
Tenzhi 02-28-04, 03:03 AM	All across the forest the spiders wove their complex webs, each tiny arachnid dying as its work was completed. The pattern of an individual web calls to mind an arcane symbol to one who looks upon it with knowledge, but it is easily dismissed as coincidence for the symbol is incomplete and meaningless on its own.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-29-04, 12:54 AM	*Bows* I am ever at your service my Lady Silm what is it that you need?
Frostbite_Ravenheart 02-29-04, 12:55 AM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart *Bows* I am ever at your service my Lady Silm what is it that you need? -Frostbite the humble (Do you know its impossable to honestly call yourself humble beacuse thats giving yourself an atribute without a reference from somone else? Funny thing is it not? And yes for some crazy reason I just thought of that...I ment humble as in servant but meh...)
drachentoeter 02-29-04, 07:48 AM	...even the warhorse he's riding is old. Grey hair flows from under his open faced helmet and scars tell of old battles. He's clad in plate, dusty from the road and dented from the years and repairs it has gone through. His shield shows no crest or insignia, nor does the mailbarding of the horse. The leather of the sword hilt looks worn and greasy. On the side of the horse in front of the rider an equally worn longbow and a quiver have their permanent resting place. Despite their lackluster appearance it is obvious to the trained eye of warriors that the equipment was crafted by mastersmiths. A big dog follows the horse. His thick fur has a greyish hue and not to far back in his ancestry you can easily recognise the wulf. He growls and barks at all the armed warriors around. "Shut up Mud", the man on the horse says, "we're among friends." Then he climbs down from his horse. "Hello everybody, I'm Drachentoeter an ol' friend of the Lady Sil. I believe there is a wedding today?"
Silmarien Aldalome 02-29-04, 07:43 PM	Silmarien's eyes fill with tears when she sees Drachentoeter. she smiles radiantly "Many years since our last meeting. The seasons come and go and bring you the stature of wisdom, I see." She takes his riding cloak and shows him around the Halls. "There are many rooms here for guests." she gestures as she speaks "Some underground, some above, some east, north, south and west facing. Choose one to suit your needs. Make sure you avail yourself to anything we have to offer. There's fresh Lembas in the pantry, bread, smoked meats, dried fruits to snack on between meals. We gather nightly at the Dining Hall - where fresher foods are made available to all the guests. If you have any specific requests, leave them with the Chamberlain. There is hot water for all the guests. When you are rested - please do not hesitate to call" she hands you a pendant. "There is one of these for each guest. They are communication devices, and you may call from anywhere and will be heard. I would look forwards to your news Drachentoeter" With that she pauses, and adds gently "It is really good to see you my old friend. I hope you've been well. I have so much to arrange - food 'ere the morrow comes." she looks a little flustered "I am sorry for my haste" Frosty There seems to be a gathering throng in the Meeting Halls. I think we're running low on ale and wines. We also need linen for the spare rooms.....and how is the attire going - do we have the wedding party's fabrics ready.......oh my Rh'iel - what am I going to do with my hair? I must have those herbs from the Wattle Vale - to make sure it washes freshly.....do we have any news from the Formeno Naure yet?....
aravilar_holistacia 02-29-04, 08:56 PM	[OOC: YAY! IDEA! I am going to post some more mental thinking on Aravilar's part in the first person from now on, makes it more emotional... Oops... You didn't hear that last part.] I had recieved an invitation from the Lord Anglar and the Lady Silmarien some time before the wedding, and it was a long week before I finally decided to go. I knew something had occured, and I knew that everyone knew something I did not. And yet... Even I could tell somethign was wrong with me. I was on my way out of the Tower when a curious throught ran through my head. I stood there, outside the Tower, and I finally said aloud, "Why do I feel like this?" I was not in the best of mental states... I knew something was wrong with me. I sat down on the ground, and began to think about the wedding. "It's a good thing no-one knows about this," I thought. "What would happen if someone knew I was feeling so terribly about the wedding?" I walked around the city for a goodly while, thinking about all that I was feeling. But, then again, I didn't *know* what I was feeling. Was it despair? No, I was quite contented and pleased with my life... Was it fear? No, I was not afraid to go to the wedding. But then, as I was walking into Shadowdale's market, I realized exactly what I was. Jealousy is not a new emotion to me... There have been times where that green-eyed monster called jealousy has plagued me. But this was the first time that I was jealous of a person. I pulled that invitation out of my pocket and read over it again. When I reached the bottom and read the signature (Anglar Goldstems) I suddenly felt a very strong urge to throw up. It felt like a knife had been rammed into my stomach at the very thought. And still, I knew not why I felt that way... Until I began to think about Sil. Her smile. Her laugh. Her radiant beauty. Her mind. Her words. I could not shake that image of her, smiling and laughing inside the Harper Halls. The sunlight that day was shining through the windows, alighting on her fair face, and that image was unshakable. Of course, I knew exactly what was wrong. But then I said to myself, "Is it really wrong to love someone?" I had only known true love once before; Keya, the avatar of Hanali, was my first love. But this was something different altogether. I sat down on a bench, and stared off into the distance for a good while, until a rather sharp thought ran through my head. "Will I really be able to watch Anglar and Sil be wed?" Another few hours went by, and I didn't notice at all. Finally, the city bells rang, signaling dusk, and I got up. It was only a few minutes at most before I got back to the Tower and my apprentice Jarial walked out and asked me what was wrong. I dismissed him and said, "There is nothing wrong; something is right." He looked at me, curious, before walking to his study. I made up my mind that I would go to the wedding, but I did not plan to stay; I was to give Sil and Anglar their gift and go back to the Tower. But, when I arrived at the Peredhil Halls, I could not leave. Frostbite was there, along with everyone else. I could not simply leave. So I stayed. And the wedding was to begin soon.
Zollex 02-29-04, 10:20 PM	((OOC: Hello again, everyone! It's been way too long since I've posted here.)) A lone half-elf walked up the road to the Peredhil Halls. His step was a merry one, and his face wore a smile. His unruly blonde hair blew in the light breeze. "Halt," ordered a guard in front of the Halls. "Who goes there?" "Goodness! How long have you been working here?" asked the half-elf. "About a month....Why do you ask?" replied the guard. By this time, another guard had walked up and recognized the half-elf. "This is Zollex Kiirstacia! He faught in the war," said the guard. He turned to Zollex. "You may pass, sir. Much has changed in your absence." "Thank you. Now, let's see just how much has changed." The half-elf entered the Halls and saw a receptionist. "Good day, Lord Kiirstacia. Would you like your old room prepared?" she asked. "That would be great. Thank you. Where is everybody?" Zollex replied. "They're preparing for the wedding." "Wedding? What wedding?" "Lady Silmarien and Lord Anglar are to be wed, sir." "Ah. So, what else is new?" "An Aravilar Holistacia has come to our halls." Zollex blinked. This was one of the last places he'd expected to see Aravilar. "Where is he?" "Lord Aravilar is outside--somewhere near the chapel, I believe." "Thank you." Zollex bowed his head and began walking towards the chapel. As he came close to his destination, he saw his old friend sitting under an oak tree. Immediately Zollex saw something was wrong. "Aravilar!" he called. "It's been a long time, even by elven standards. What have you been doing in these years, my friend?"
aravilar_holistacia 02-29-04, 10:28 PM	I was quite surprised to see my friend Zollex when I arrived at the halls. "Zollex!" I said, standing up and bowing. "I did not expect to see you here." I nodded and shook the half-elf's hand, but it was quite obvious to anyone looking at my face I was not in the best of moods. "I suppose you have come to see the wedding," I added.
Zollex 02-29-04, 10:35 PM	"Actually, I just heard about it about five minutes ago. I've been seeing to some personal business. I haven't been able to get any news from here. It was pure luck. So, what's wrong. You don't look terribly happy to see me." The half-elf knew something was terribly wrong.
aravilar_holistacia 02-29-04, 10:44 PM	Originally posted by Zollex "Actually, I just heard about it about five minutes ago. I've been seeing to some personal business. I haven't been able to get any news from here. It was pure luck. So, what's wrong. You don't look terribly happy to see me." The half-elf knew something was terribly wrong. "Oh, my friend Zollex, I am pleased to see you..." I said, looking down and away. "It's just a sort of problem I am having that I don't know how to express." I wanted to tell him, but I feared he would go straight to Sil and tell her. OOC: Don't forget, Aravilar has NO IDEA everyone knows he loves Sil.
Silmarien Aldalome 02-29-04, 11:12 PM	Sil sees two old friends nattering away in a quiet corner by firelight. She is warmed to see them so. "Zollex!" she calls and dashes across the room, dodging the plate of snacks suspended by the permanent Tenser's Floating Disk that weaves amongst the guests. Sil's eyes are alive with joy - she casts her memory back, and recalls Zollex amongst the Allied Forces - where Deepwood and the Elves of the Formeno Naure even yet hold siege at the Black Gates. "Kinsman! Well will the morrow be by your company, and long may the Pereldar Verse sustain you. I see you are spritely as ever. Any news from the far lands?" She turns to Aravilar "Aravilar_Holistica - Chosen of Mystra" Sil bows "Ever may the Goddess's Silverfire protect Realm Space from the Usurper's harm." OoC: The Usurper=Dark Lord Sil studies Aravilar closely. Again, she senses unease in Aravilar's emotional life and is concerned. Sil locks eyes with Aravilar - and says Wisdom is a balm for emotional disquiet. Your wisdom and courage would serve the groom and bride well on the morrow. Do you have any news of Anglar, my friend?"
drachentoeter 03-01-04, 01:42 AM	Errr, damn' how does this thing work. Can you hear me now? Sil,emm could I see you for a short moment or Anglar or both, I mean needn't be both at the same time. Can you hear me now? Just a little something I have for both of you, emm I mean before you get lost in the wedding and all those important archmages and such. Drachentoeter found himself and Mud some quite little place with a trickling fountain and a bench. He can see through a window the peparations going on inside the house, yet he's removed enough not to get in anybodys way nor do the sounds get carried over here. All he can hear is the water trickling down on the stones and the sounds of squirrels and little birds. For a moment his thoughts wander to an old comrade, he used to pick up in a grove just like that, minus the big house of course. He was a halfelf too, a druid named Peredhil Ransun. Only years later when they shared a campfire with an elf had he found out that the name could be translated in common as "Halfelf Windwanderer". He had burried him in that grove too, beside his little hut. Then he had taken his tobaco pipe from its place beside the fireplace and closed the door to the hut. He left the little grove and never looked back at it. You gonna like her Mud, I tell ya she's something. Watch over here, there's evil people and other things out there. You stay close to her, at times she's tough as nails and yet she's vulnerable. It's not the evil things out there, those she handles just fine it's the evil people out there that worry me, ya know Mud. I hope Anglar likes his present too. OOC: Sil's present: Mud, Awakened Half wulf (Wulf +2HD, Int 3d6 Wis 3d6 Cha +2d3) neutral good. Anglar's present: "Angelus" Ego(25) Keen Longsword of throwing +3 Wi 17(+3) In 15 (+2) Ch 12 (+1) neutral good Speech, Telepathy Common, Elven, Dwarfen, Draconic Capabilities: Primary: Wielder does not need sleep Wielder does not need to breathe Find Traps @ will Detect magic @ will Extraordinary: True seeing Passwall Special Purpose: Slay Undead Special Purpose Power: Disintegrate (DC16)
Silmarien Aldalome 03-01-04, 02:35 AM	Silmarien hears Drachentoeter's vocalisations - "Excuse me Aravilar and Zollex - I will return. Aravilar - your feelings for Anglar - I would that you repair them - you will find him amenable to kindness, my friend, and for my sake I ask this of you" Let us to Drachentoeter Anglar - we are summoned to friendship's side.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-01-04, 07:09 AM	Peredhil Halls are vast. As an eagle, you fly about the environs, and you can see that the Halls project both outwards from, and also deep into a vast cliff-face. They are crafted from highly polished black stone. The cliff face is part of an old mountain range, set deep within the ancient forest of the OneLand. This place casting back Ages and tens of thousands of years, and as well presevered as the day they were built. As an eagle, you can see nearby waterfalls cascading down mountain crevices and verdant living green trees everywhere that climb the slope of the mountains. There are well-tended gardens outside Peredhil Halls, with weeping willows, beautiful walking paths that meander through different parts of the environs. Inside, all is silent, it is the midnight hour the night before the wedding, and Silmarien takes a moment of solitude to herself, resting after the frenzied preparations. Sighing to herself as she walks amongst the gardens, reflecting on the days that lead up to this now. She smiles as she thinks of Anglar, and is filled with love for this man. Humbled by his kindness and invigorated by his manhood long may my time be with this man - Rh'iel - may his love be everclear and unsullied and his life filled with Beauty Eternal to overflowing. Let him be True on his Journey. She pauses to listen to the sound of the watefalls at midnight, and takes Solace from Rh'iel's Divinity. She flicks a rock into the waters - prays for strength and renews her love for the Goddess, before going to her bed-chambers to rest in preparation for the morrow.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-01-04, 05:21 PM	There is a flurry of activity in Peredhil Halls as guests ready themselves for the coming event. In her chambers, Silmarien sits with her trusted female confidants, and they prepare their garments. Arranging hair, chatting quietly and fussing over colours and combinations of fabrics. The conversation about clothes is days old - and each time it is raised, they delight in it as if it is new. "No, the blue goes better with that. Red is too gaudy.....lower the seam, more modesty.....no raise it again....do you have any more hair-setter....." it goes on. Silmarien reflects inwards ...oh my, I do believe I am nervous. What if he changes his mind? Will I be left groom-less? He wouldn't do that would he?...I shall scream if I think about it any more... - it is approaching Dusk - and it is Midsummer Night's eve - there is a sudden sounding of melodic Bells - unearthly and ethereal. You neck-pendant suddenly glows with magic ....Attend Guests - we are gathering in Peredhil Gardens.... OoC: there can be more than one thing going on at once in different time-streams. If you have stuff to clear/declare "as if" it's still "before" - cool. *smiles*
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 05:39 PM	I heard the wedding bells tolling in the chapel that day as Zollex and I talked. It was good to talk to such a trusted friend, and when Silmarien came up to me I was quite terrified. Something was amiss. "My lady," I said, "whatever feelings for your Lord do you speak of? I have no quarrel with him..." Which was an absolute lie, of course. I knew I was quite angry and jealous of Anglar, and obviously Sil could see that. But, she departed, leaving me to think yet again on what kind of twisted thoughts I had. I walked into the chapel, later that night, and sat in the very back. Candles were lit along the sides, and everyone was dressed in their finery. I myself was dressed in my starcloak, the black velvet cape studded with twinkling diamond stars. Under that, I wore my normal gold-and-silver chainmail and my longer wizard's cloak. As I looked around, there was not much to be said. What *was* to be said was about my emotions. I knew it would all come down to one point; Sil and Anglar would be ready to be wed, and there would come a moment where I would not feel correct in allowing that to happen. I wanted to just leave, and that is what I tried to do. But, everytime I tried to get up and leave, one of the guests would engage me in conversation, and I would be forced to stay. I got up after about an hour of sitting and sulking, and I walked around the Halls for a good amount of time. Eventually, I came to an oaken door that I knew was my death if I opened it. Sil's voice came from inside.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-01-04, 05:57 PM	OoC: my schedule today guyz - I've got to got to a meeting in about 15 mins - and will be absent for about 2 hours - but will return. In meant time - add your own bits and pieces and go for it. I've got wedding stuff ready to post when Anglar arrives. I'm being one teensy bit traditional, in waiting for the groom to await the Bride's arrival *grins* IC: In a quick moment before the gathering, Sil stops to meet with Aravilar. Sil sees Aravilar is lying. She is quite streetwise, and is very astute when it comes to sensing the motives of others. She fixes Aravilar with an unwavering stare "Aravilar - I sense turbulence in your heart my friend. I would will that you speak with Anglar and I now about this. I fear you hate my beloved" she is wide-eyed as she adds this last part. [i]Anglar - hurry here - Aravilar and you I sense need to talk. Will you settle this 'ere the wedding begins?
anglar 03-01-04, 05:58 PM	<Mental Sending - Sil, Dear, you know that I believe too much in tradition to meet with you now until we are wed. I'll be happy to meet with Drachentoeter after you have spoken with him.> Lord Frostbite - "I truly hope you are ingnorant of my total disdain for this supposed 'vampire slayer' I've heard of, this Buffy, and the name of this remarkable gift is simply a coincidence." Aravilar - completely OOC - I suffered through this episode once and have stayed my hand. I will not do so a second time. - IC. When Aravilar finishes speaking with Sil, Anglar greets him. So glad you could make it here, Friend. How are things over with Lady Dia'moora? Well I hope. Will she be joining us? I truly hope so.
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 06:09 PM	Anglar and Sil had both approached me that day, right before the ceremony. It was a slightly tense moment, I believe. It was almost like deja vu, as if I had gone through this before somehow. But, I clearly and calmly spoke to the bride and groom. "Sil," I said, searching for words, "there is naught amiss, save one thing." For that was when the Lord Anglar approached. "My lord," I greeted the man, "a pleasure to see you, as always." I gave a slight bow, my starcloak whirling in the warm air. "The Lady is terribly busy, milord Anglar, administrating the Fortress and tending to the guests. I am in luck, for she dismissed my services and sent me hither, giving me leave to watch the ceremony." Of course, that was another lie. "Why must I keep lying?" I asked myself, but of course there was no reply; I knew the answer just as well as the gods did. If there was any moment then when I wished to just end that Drow's life, it was right then, for there was a simmering hatred in my soul that I could barely control. Again of course, I could not bring myself to do it. It was too risky, too early yet in the day's events to do such a thing... But the truth of the matter was, I wanted to do it. At the least I could admit that to myself. "Even I can sense, lord and lady, you know something I do not about me. Pray tell, what foul demon has whispered into your ear some turn of phrase about me? Forsooth, it must be a terrible thing, else you would never look so stern and forboding." Then again, I didn't know then that they knew everything. Yes, yes, everyone already knew exactly what I wanted to say. What I had wanted to hear was what they knew that I did not.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-01-04, 06:10 PM	OoC: go easy on each other Ang/Ara. *smiles+appeal* Originally posted by anglar <Mental Sending - Sil, Dear, you know that I believe too much in tradition to meet with you now until we are wed. I'll be happy to meet with Drachentoeter after you have spoken with him.> OoC: no worry - Drachy - we can meet in an historic time-stream. Post when you get this. IC: Sil smiles inwardly - accepting Anglar's decision - her respect for his wishes is unfaltering ....verily Anglar - I will see to this. My hopes you bucks enjoyed yourselves, and that your attire is in readiness..... Ang - when you post "at the Altar" - sil will post her "entry entry" follwoing (pardon pun).
Silmarien Aldalome 03-01-04, 06:11 PM	OoC: Ang + all - will be back in 2 hrs - enjoy everyone in meantime - remember well wishes *smiles*
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 06:13 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome [B]OoC: go easy on each other Ang/Ara. *smiles+appeal*[/b I can't make any promises, my lady :bow:
anglar 03-01-04, 06:50 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia Of course, that was another lie. "Why must I keep lying?" I asked myself, but of course there was no reply; I knew the answer just as well as the gods did. If there was any moment then when I wished to just end that Drow's life, it was right then, for there was a simmering hatred in my soul that I could barely control. Again of course, I could not bring myself to do it. It was too risky, too early yet in the day's events to do such a thing... But the truth of the matter was, I wanted to do it. At the least I could admit that to myself. "Even I can sense, lord and lady, you know something I do not about me. Pray tell, what foul demon has whispered into your ear some turn of phrase about me? Forsooth, it must be a terrible thing, else you would never look so stern and forboding." Then again, I didn't know then that they knew everything. Yes, yes, everyone already knew exactly what I wanted to say. What I had wanted to hear was what they knew that I did not. OOC - All right! That's it! Somebody do me the favor of PMing me when the Drama Queen is through with this frickin' epsiode of "Oh! But I love Silmarien you damned Drow." Till then. I'm gone. Also, someone PLEASE tell Sil why I've left.
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 07:00 PM	Originally posted by anglar OOC - All right! That's it! Somebody do me the favor of PMing me when the Drama Queen is through with this frickin' epsiode of "Oh! But I love Silmarien you damned Drow." Till then. I'm gone. Also, someone PLEASE tell Sil why I've left. OOC: Uhhh... What's up, Ang? It's not an episode, it's RPing. Dude, Ang, but calm down. :eek:
Zollex 03-01-04, 07:12 PM	**BEFORE** "News of the far lands? I have little. I didn't get much for news where I was. It is great to see you again, Sil." Zollex said little; he was more concerned with listening. **NOW** Zollex sat in his room, with his best blue cloak on. His star-shaped brooch was pinned to his left shoulder. "Oh, Corellon! I wasn't ready for a wedding! What do I have for a gift?" He sat there, pondering the question for a minute, then jumped up and yelled, "Corellon, that's it!" The half-elf began looking through his pack from his journey. After pulling out and ancient scroll, a dirty cloak, and an old tome, Zollex found and old block cloth. "Here it is!" he shouted and shoved the cloth into a pouch on his belt. Zollex cast a spell and teleported outside the chapel. He took a moment to get used to his new surroundings and then walked into the chapel. He searched the room for his friend. When Zollex found him, walked up to him, and asked, "What's wrong? This is a happy day!" OOC: EDIT: Anglar, this is only a role-play. You don't have to read Aravilar's posts. Besides, what is a story without conflict?
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 07:21 PM	I had just finished my sentence to Anglar when Zollex arrived, toting a black cloth in his belt. "It is a happy day, my friend," Aravilar replied to Zollex. I then said, "Would you walk with me to the gardens, my friend?" I asked the mage.
Gellion 03-01-04, 07:27 PM	Gellion watches everyone moving about him, and all the last minut wedding preparations being done. "Hmmmmm." Gellion realizes how old and ragged his robes must look. He snaps his fingers and suddenly, the colors in his robes are clear and vibrant, fit for the occasion that is about to begin.
Castor Troy 03-01-04, 07:30 PM	From the shadows comes a great amount of clapping. The tinge of sarcasm ringing with each clap. "I do hope you are so very happy now, Aravilar, Chosen of Mystra. Or are you, a true Chosen that is? I happen to be quite familar with Chosens of Mystra myself. For one thing, a mental malady such as the one you suffered from not too long ago could only be placed there by a god. I don't recall but one ever showing up." "But you are good. You've reduced Anglar to nothing more that a statue, or have you? Anglar 'say goodnight, Gracie.'" Anglar mouths in a robotic tone "Goodnight, Gracie." "Whoa, let's try something else." Castor walks over and poses Anglar into a stand on one hand with his other arm and legs poking out for balance. "He's a maleable piece of art now. You rock, Dude. But please don't use that all mighty Silver Fire. I've heard what it can do, and that it's unstoppable. I bow thy awesome power. I am your humble servant Cause I'm Only Castor Troy."
Zollex 03-01-04, 07:32 PM	DELETED due to Castor Troy's post.
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 07:37 PM	Originally posted by Castor Troy From the shadows comes a great amount of clapping. The tinge of sarcasm ringing with each clap. "I do hope you are so very happy now, Aravilar, Chosen of Mystra. Or are you, a true Chosen that is? I happen to be quite familar with Chosens of Mystra myself. For one thing, a mental malady such as the one you suffered from not too long ago could only be placed there by a god. I don't recall but one ever showing up." "But you are good. You've reduced Anglar to nothing more that a statue, or have you? Anglar 'say goodnight, Gracie.'" Anglar mouths in a robotic tone "Goodnight, Gracie." "Whoa, let's try something else." Castor walks over and poses Anglar into a stand on one hand with his other arm and legs poking out for balance. "He's a maleable piece of art now. You rock, Dude. But please don't use that all mighty Silver Fire. I've heard what it can do, and that it's unstoppable. I bow thy awesome power. I am your humble servant Cause I'm Only Castor Troy." OOC: Screw the first-person, I'm tired of it already. Aravilar looked sharply at the newbie mage. "You will be silenced either by my fires or my blade, knave." Indeed, the silverfire was visible in Aravilar's pupils, the gray flames rising in the blackness. "I know not what deific spell you speak of, but you should keep your mouth shut to things that are above you, filth." "Let us away, Zollex." Aravilar walked further into the gardens.
Zollex 03-01-04, 07:45 PM	"A pleasure meeting you, Troy." Zollex gave a bow, just to spite Castor Troy. Aravilar and Zollex left the chapel as quickly as they could without making spectacles of themselves, and then walked to the gardens. "Now, what was that about Anglar? What does Troy know that I don't?"
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 07:45 PM	*peaking out from a tree, Angrod smiles. His falcon, Sunbeam, is perched out of sight on a small branch, preening herself. Angrod swings down n his knees, and speaks in a soft, mealodic voice* Long time no see, Aravilar. *he smiles*
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 07:51 PM	Aravilar was about to tell Zollex something, but the druid Angrod appeared unexpectedly. "Angrod, we meet again," Aravilar said with a solemn smile. "You come at a strange time, but one fit for explanation." The archmage motioned to the druid for him to follow, and Araivlar led the half-elf Zollex and the elf Angrod into the deepest parts of the gardens. When they reached a glade, Aravilar said, "I know not of what Troy speaks, but I do know that he speaks a truth unknown to me." The archmage sat down on a stone bench and said, "I love Silmarien." There was a long pause before he spoke again. "I tell you this now, because you are the two I can trust with this information. But it seems Troy knows something about my love I do not." Aravilar paused again.
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 07:58 PM	*Angrod puts one hand on the branch he was on, swinging down. Sunbeam flutters from the tree, perchng on his shoulder, her golden feathers glistening* " 'Tis good to see you again, Aravilar... despite the somewhat unexpected circumstances" *Angrod follows Aravilar, admiring the beauty of the gardens, taking in every bit of natures work into his mind. Angrod stays standing, a small smile on his face* "So... This 'Troy' knows something of Silarien that you do not? Do you wish to find this out?"
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 08:02 PM	"Of course I wish to know, my friend," Aravilar said, frowning slightly. "But knowing that might cost me something, a price I may be unwilling to pay." Aravilar stood and said, "All I know is that I cannot just dismiss this. I love. Is that wrong? Heavens, no!" Aravilar's eyes burnt with the silverfire.
Castor Troy 03-01-04, 08:06 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Screw the first-person, I'm tired of it already. Aravilar looked sharply at the newbie mage. "You will be silenced either by my fires or my blade, knave." Indeed, the silverfire was visible in Aravilar's pupils, the gray flames rising in the blackness. "I know not what deific spell you speak of, but you should keep your mouth shut to things that are above you, filth." "Let us away, Zollex." Aravilar walked further into the gardens. "What's the matter? Don't like being slapped in the face with your own arrogance? How unbecoming of a Chosen of Mystra. Whoever said I was even a mage, much less a newbie one? Again, you presupmtion shows much of your true character. Never threaten me with fire. My mother always said that boys who play with fire get burned. Oh, Zollex, do go with Aravilar only if it is what you want, unless he has a leash on you, that is." OOC - We went throught this once and let you have your way. Please be so good as to tell the rest of us why you even bother to bring it back up, and don't insult us by saying "It's RPing." But please don't leave, for who would run this show. I can't Cause I'm Only Castor Troy!
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 08:09 PM	"Love is an emotion, perhaps the most complex one of all, but also the most intriguing. Being an emotion, it is only natural for you to feel them, and what is natural is never wrong." *Angrod punctuates the last few words by gesturing around to various plants in the garden* "Love... So interesting, so intricate. It can lead to envy, anger, lust, happiness, sadness, pleasure, confidence... It is a vital part of ones existence. Aravilar, it is in no way wrong to love, without love, what fun would life be?" *Angrod sits on the floor, crossing his legs, and looking upwards to Aravilar* "This Silmarien is a very special woman, to be receiving your love. Find this thing that Troy knows of her that you do not and claim the knowledge as your own." *he then cranes his neck to look at Castor Troy* "Sir, if I may say. You have no business here. Leave Aravilar and Zollex alone. Take your pomposity and rudeness to another place."
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 08:13 PM	OOC: Troy, I have no intention of flaming you to death. But believe me, that was my first impulse. Aravilar nodded to Angrod. "You are right... Sil is a very special woman. And what Troy knows may help to solve whatever problem lies hidden here in these Halls." Aravilar walked back to the chapel where Troy was standing. "You have three minutes to explain what you are going on about, Troy. I grow weary of your insubordination."
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 08:32 PM	*Angrod stays sitting, admiring nature, from a pouch on his pocket, he takes a small cream-coloured berry, and pops it in his mouth*
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-01-04, 08:34 PM	To General: I laugh at your emotionally-bound selves. You all need to let emotion be all around entertainment...watch others sorrows and deeds of compassion...watch other peoples stupid embarsments...then enjoy the emotinons of love and friendship. The momment you control emotions instead of letting emotions control you...there you will find the "enlightment" all those dumb monks think they can find sitting on there arse instead of singing songs! Of course not everone will have such power over emotions as the sole bard of the council of archmages who happens to specialize in emotion magic but...you must learn to sum extend... TO SILM: :D Bring GRIN :D : Wine you say? Ale you say? Come lo avete conosciuto sapete così tanto circa vino italiano fine? Haha! No problem my Lady! Clothing though...thats an interesting thing to be asking a creature that walks around half his life in fur...and not other animals... OOC: Sorry If I skiped over anything important...there was too much stuff I dident really care about but I might have skiped over somthing important...however...Anglar I am slightly confused with your last post refering to me about buffy? When did I mention buffy lol?
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 08:37 PM	OOC: Yes, Frosty. You missed something REALLY IMPORTANT. Go back and read the last few posts of the last page and then this page. Aravilar.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-01-04, 08:41 PM	Between jumping (Its painfull...abosolutly painfull...Silm dont look into Frostys mine right now...) between words gathering up some of the freshest and oldest but always the best Italian wine with the little French wine that is good, and getting a few High Forest "brews" and herbs he decides to put his power to virtue...or tricky...depending on whos asking. He decides to go off "stalking" ava...trying to put this pathetic love (remeber he hates HATES cheating) thing to death. He wont use his powers yet as Ava is a good friend and the powers can have lasting and potienally (as in purposfully but he dosnet do it often :D) dangerous affects. OOC: Ava your gonna start hearing a faint music in your head...picture the tune from godfather that plays so often... -Frosty
Castor Troy 03-01-04, 08:45 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Troy, I have no intention of flaming you to death. But believe me, that was my first impulse. Aravilar nodded to Angrod. "You are right... Sil is a very special woman. And what Troy knows may help to solve whatever problem lies hidden here in these Halls." Aravilar walked back to the chapel where Troy was standing. "You have three minutes to explain what you are going on about, Troy. I grow weary of your insubordination." *Smiles evily* "Go ahead and try your little fire. I dare ya Cause I'm Castor Troy!"
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 08:47 PM	Originally posted by Castor Troy *Smiles evily* "Go ahead and try your little fire. I dare ya Cause I'm Castor Troy!" "If you have naught to say to me but your baits, silence yourself. I know you know something I do not; tell me," Aravilar said icily.
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 08:49 PM	*Angrod sighs, and stands, he dusts himself off, and walks calmly towards Ava and Troy* Now then, Ladies *he looks to Troy with a smirk on his face* And gentlemen. *he nods to Ava* There is no reason to fight.
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 08:51 PM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart Between jumping (Its painfull...abosolutly painfull...Silm dont look into Frostys mine right now...) between words gathering up some of the freshest and oldest but always the best Italian wine with the little French wine that is good, and getting a few High Forest "brews" and herbs he decides to put his power to virtue...or tricky...depending on whos asking. He decides to go off "stalking" ava...trying to put this pathetic love (remeber he hates HATES cheating) thing to death. He wont use his powers yet as Ava is a good friend and the powers can have lasting and potienally (as in purposfully but he dosnet do it often :D) dangerous affects. -Frosty Edit: Nevermind. PS: @Sil: What is Anglar talking about? He is taking this RP a mite bit too seriously.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-01-04, 09:35 PM	OoC: studies upstream **impressive folks** *smiles* + great to see you all. Welcome Angrod!! Brother to Galdriel no less (or one of us with a second Avatar **scratches head** Warning: now - I'm gunna have a **schitz** - but it's an IC schitz - remember - it's in **fun/RP!!** I'm ***not*** serious *smiles*+*winks* [i]When Silmarien sees that Anglar has vanished, she becomes very distressed, then she sees the cause and her mood becomes is wrathful. She sees the sparring between Caster Troy and Aravilar, threats of Silverfire. She steels herself for action, composing herself, and using her ire to assist her mental focus. She is as warm to Zollex as she is able, given her mood. "Great Zollex" :bow: "..be welcome my good friend. But I am afraid I cannot bestow you with the genteelness you deserve. My mood is fey - my apologies." "GELLION!" she snaps "can you bring several of your creatures with me - I need your aid." She takes the form of a 10 headed hydra - and approaches Aravilar and Caster Troy - eyes blazing fury. "HOW DARE YOU!" she roars at the both of them. I'm **GETTING MARRIED** and I expect you both to conduct yourselves with decorum and aplomb! **DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR** The Hydra form explodes into 1000 shards and Silmarien is standing there - sobbing, great wracking heaving chest sobs. "This is my wedding day - please - Aravilar - *what* is wrong - have you been corrupted by a Shadow Wraith from the Demi Plane of Shadows? There are rumours that assassins haunt the Harpers - are you possessed Aravilar. She is overcome with grief."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-01-04, 09:36 PM	OOC: Well then mystra should thank me then :). Its just to make sure you dont go out of control and so that I can keep an eye. Like I said I dident think I would use my powers on you. Also I wont continuously be doing it...just popping my head in every now and then ;)
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 09:39 PM	*Angrod just stares at Silmarien, with her shapeshifting* "Erm... uhh... My... My go---" *He passes out*
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 09:40 PM	"I am not possessed, my lady," Aravilar said, "I am sore wrothed. I have a feeling that everyone knows why I am feeling this way except for me." Aravilar sighed and said, "I have a feeling you know exactly what is wrong."
Gellion 03-01-04, 09:40 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome "GELLION!" she snaps "can you bring several of your creatures with me - I need your aid." "Why yes Lady Silmarien, may i inquire what you have need of them for? Oh, and thank you for the ring." :)
Silmarien Aldalome 03-01-04, 09:48 PM	Originally posted by Angrod Ar-Fieniel *Angrod just stares at Silmarien, with her shapeshifting* "Erm... uhh... My... My go---" *He passes out* She rushes over to Angrod - suddenly flushing with embarrassment. Puts smelling salts under his nose "err, I'm sorry Angrod. It's just that...." *eyes fill with tears* Thank you Gellion and Frostbite - now Gellion, what can these babies of yours do? I seem to recall Insanity - do I have that right? OoC -what's the DC on the Insanity check - just about to jump on my bike. Back in 30 mins ICANNNGGGGLLLLAAAARRRRR - Silmarien calls out - running through Pereldar Gardens ANNNGGGGLAAARR - where art thou? Beloved?
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 09:50 PM	*Angrod opens his eyes, twitching slightly* What the hell!?!?
Zollex 03-01-04, 09:52 PM	Zollex sits back and listens during the conversation. Come on, come on! Where are you? he thought. I am coming, a voice said in his head. Nevermind....Sil is going to take care of it, Zollex replied with a thought. After Silmarien finished her speech, Zollex takes care not to step too close to Troy and moves to talk to Aravilar. "Perhaps you and I could talk alone. There's a lot that we have to catch up on."
Gellion 03-01-04, 09:52 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Thank you Gellion and Frostbite - now Gellion, what can these babies of yours do? I seem to recall Insanity - do I have that right? OoC -what's the DC on the Insanity check - just about to jump on my bike. Back in 30 mins[/i] OOC: I will PM you the DC for Insanity.:)
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 09:53 PM	Aravilar said to Silmarien, "Troy has been acting strangely lately, my lady. Do you know something I do not? For I know there is some turn of phrase in the air that has been spoken recently." Aravilar's mismatched eyes sparkle in the starlight.
Castor Troy 03-01-04, 09:54 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia "If you have naught to say to me but your baits, silence yourself. I know you know something I do not; tell me," Aravilar said icily. Wouldn't you just like to know what I know. I am getting a little cold. Could somenady start a fire please? I like them really hot. I hear you're pretty good at the Avril. OK OK OK. I'll stop bothering you. I'll even make sure Anglar comes back and is an active part of this. Castor walks back to where he left Anglar and stands him back up on his feet. He then fashions some poles and lashes them to Anglar's arms and legs. One pair of poles has small platforms on them. Castor shimmies up the poles and begins walking around. He checks his range of motion and is pleased with it. He quickly heads back to Aravilar and the others. In his best Anlgar voice "Aravilar, my bestest good friend, come and have a drink with me at the bar." Uses poles to hug Aravilar with Anglar puppet. "I plan on getting really drunk and going somewhere with you that no one else can see us. I know I don't have to worry because you would never try to hurt me. Never mind these things strapped to me. There just there by doctor's orders" See. We can still do this. Anything's possible Cause I'm Castor Troy!
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 09:54 PM	It was a huge snakey thing! Ten heads! Big writhing, fire-eyed heads! And then it gave birth to an elf and spontaneously combusted! *twitches*
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 09:55 PM	Aravilar, after speaking to Sil, turned to Zollex. "As you wish, my friend." The two went outside, and wandered over to the old oak tree where Aravilar had been sitting earlier. "Speak, friend. What is it you wish to know?"
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 10:00 PM	Aravilar merely laughed (in a good way) when he saw the Anglar-figure walking around, before walking to the oak tree.
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 10:02 PM	*Angrod slowly gains his bearings* :nonono: People can run around as Ten-Headed Hydras anywhere, nowadays.
Zollex 03-01-04, 10:04 PM	"Now, this is quite a predicament you've gotten yourself into. I might be able to help some. Now, if you love Sil, you'd want her to be happy. With Anglar she will be happy. It may seem sort of odd, but I believe the way you'd be most happy is if they do get married. Sil would be happy. Isn't that what matters?"
Angrod Ar-Fieniel 03-01-04, 10:07 PM	*Angrod wanders off, deep into the gardens, him closely followed by Sunbeam*
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 10:11 PM	Aravilar raised an eyebrow. "Of course, Zollex. I want her to be happy. But at what cost? Losing my own love? There are some things that even I won't give up, Zoll. "I could give into what everyone wants, of course. But this time, it's different. I love Sil. I love her more than my life. I would gladly die to save her life. I would do anything to be with her. But the one thing I will not do is give all that up. "No, Zollex, I will not just leave them to their own designs and allow myself to be thrown into the darkness. I want to stand up for myself for once instead of letting myself be shunted to the side. "I want to be able to say 'I love you, Silmarien' without having to feel like I should be cursed into oblivion each time I say it." The mage had tears streaming down his face.
Castor Troy 03-01-04, 10:11 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia Aravilar merely laughed (in a good way) when he saw the Anglar-figure walking around, before walking to the oak tree. "Anglar" rushes over to his friend Aravilar. Aravilar, are you all right? That was a nasty bump you took. That tree came out of nowhere. There must be an evil druid about. Don't worry. I'll take care of it for you, my bestest gooder friend. You really should be more precise in your wording there. That's a free grammar lesson Casue I'm Castor Troy!
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 10:15 PM	Originally posted by Castor Troy "Anglar" rushes over to his friend Aravilar. Aravilar, are you all right? That was a nasty bump you took. That tree came out of nowhere. There must be an evil druid about. Don't worry. I'll take care of it for you, my bestest gooder friend. You really should be more precise in your wording there. That's a free grammar lesson Casue I'm Castor Troy! OOC: And for the first time since I have joined these boards, I might actually have to use the ignore list feature! ;)
Zollex 03-01-04, 10:23 PM	OOC: @Castor Troy: Aravilar and Zollex left. Alone. I don't suggest Troy tag along again. @Aravilar: :rofl: IC: "Hmmmmm. That makes it much more dificult." Zollex looked down at the ground in thought. "You're just going to have t find a way to deal with this, my friend. I'm sorry I can't help you. I do see this from your point of view, though. I won't hate you for not wanting this wedding to go through."
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 10:26 PM	Originally posted by Zollex "Hmmmmm. That makes it much more dificult." Zollex looked down at the ground in thought. "You're just going to have t find a way to deal with this, my friend. I'm sorry I can't help you. I do see this from your point of view, though. I won't hate you for not wanting this wedding to go through." Aravilar said to Zollex, "Thank you for your support... at least someone sees it my way... " The mage smiled through the sparkling tears. He looked up into the starlight and smiled. "Perhaps tonight wil be better than I thought... Who were you speaking to, before, Zollex?" Aravilar asked. OOC: You don't have to say it in a post, Zoll, but it's just for post-development, so everyone knows Aravilar knows who you meant.
Castor Troy 03-01-04, 10:32 PM	Originally posted by Zollex OOC: @Castor Troy: Aravilar and Zollex left. Alone. I don't suggest Troy tag along again. I don't quite think that the both of you together are enough to take little old me. Remember, you still have no idea what I can do, which is considerable. Am I starting to get under you skin a little Aravilar? Starting to find what I'm doing to you insulting, insensitive, and totally uncalled for now? Perhaps you should turn that keen intellect upon yourself, or are you afraid of what you'll see? I'll be back in a little while. I've got some skeleton to dig up Cause I'm Castor Troy!
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 10:36 PM	Originally posted by Castor Troy I don't quite think that the both of you together are enough to take little old me. Remember, you still have no idea what I can do, which is considerable. Am I starting to get under you skin a little Aravilar? Starting to find what I'm doing to you insulting, insensitive, and totally uncalled for now? Perhaps you should turn that keen intellect upon yourself, or are you afraid of what you'll see? I'll be back in a little while. I've got some skeleton to dig up Cause I'm Castor Troy! OOC: Troy, I found none of your comments insulting or insensitive. Uncalled for, yes. But YOU ARE OWN3D :rofl:
Zollex 03-01-04, 10:37 PM	"You know me too well. It was another old friend. He'll be here for the wedding. He is out gathering spell components for me." Zollex glanced in the direction the others were in. "Perhaps we should go rejoin the others. We don't want to miss any of the action." OOC: @Castor Troy: I could care less. You still don't have a clue as to who that was I was talking to.
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 10:43 PM	Originally posted by Zollex "You know me too well. It was another old friend. He'll be here for the wedding. He is out gathering spell components for me." Zollex glanced in the direction the others were in. "Perhaps we should go rejoin the others. We don't want to miss any of the action." OOC: @Castor Troy: I could care less. You still don't have a clue as to who that was I was talking to. OOC: Ummm.. Troy.. Yeah. Aravilar is CR 86 and is Chosen of Mystra. And don't forget about Hanali. "As you wish, Zollex, my friend," Aravilar said, walking back to the Halls.
Castor Troy 03-01-04, 10:49 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia Aravilar's mind seemed a rush of fire and silver... As he spoke, he coughed out blood. "Sil... I always... will love you... I'm glad..." He coughed, fiery blood staining the floor. "I'm glad I got to see you again..." he said, the fire flowing freely from his bloody mouth. "I love you... you are the last... I--" For then, Aravilar Holistacia, Harper Commander, High Mage, and friend to many, was gone. In his midst, after the fires burnt low over his badly bruised and scorched body, a lone firegem lay amidst the char. This gem, a fire opal of great value, sat serenely amongst Aravilar's remains. Inscribed on the gem's polished facets are these words: Life, to death, and life anew; nocturnal dreams left untrue; the essence of the mortal mage; is still but one more new page; in the book of life, yet to be wrought; longer still than as I thought; The love I still hold for thee; may yet return the life of me.Kythorn 14, the Year of Wild Magic: Today I met the most wonderful person, the most wonderful woman I have ever met since your death, of course, my love. You would be shocked to know she's a half-elf. Yes, yes, I know what you must be thinking, "a halfbreed! An N'Tel'Quess!" But she's... different than the others, Keya. She's... Silmarien is her name. I got to speak with her but for a minute or so before duties called her away... And now I've been troubled, thinking about-- The entry in the journal was abruptly stopped, and another took its place. Flamerule 3, the Year of Wild Magic: She smiled at me for the first time, today, my love. Bah, I sound like I'm back in the Academy of Magic. Remember how I used to be? I always-- The entry again changed. Eleasias 29, the Year of Wild Magic: I met Anglar Goldstems today, a man of dark complexion and a man I, for some reason, distrust. It is no matter, he seems a likeable enough person. The problem is, my love, that I cannot help but notice he always has his eye on Sil... Yes, yes, I still have not gone to tell her how I feel... but I still don't think I-- Uktar 2, the Year of Wild Magic: I knew it would happen! I knew it! Anglar asked Silmarien to be his bride today. This outrages me so! Today I was going to tell her... that I love her. I found out about the wedding as I was heading towards the Halls, and it was like a smack in the face! Gods, but I hate Anglar Goldstems right now. Ever since he stormed from Headquarters, he has been avoiding me. I know it! Now I understand why he-- Uktar 3, the Year of Wild Magic: I arrived at the Halls today, and I was greeted by a torrent of problems. Anglar forced me to confess my love for Silmarien, and then he began to act like he understood my life's problems! I told him everything, and then he was so patronizing! I suppose I should go see Sil... Gods, my head hurts. I hope the spellfire didn't burn my veins too badly... The gem stopped its playback, and continued radiating pale blue tones. Upon Silmarien's examination, it is obvious that the gem is benign. Aravilar's soul is not in the gem, but there is a strong magic about it that suggests an otherworldly spell. Upon closer examination, the spell is not like any other, obviously of deific origin. The magic radiates gentle and caring tones. Another sound emanates from the gem after the examination, which sounds much like weeping... The gem glows bright green, and curiously, a voice speaks from the facets... Sil... Aravilar's voice cries from the stone, as his body is consumed by the spell. I... don't know if I should come back... Aravilar's body glows fiercely, and stirs slightly. The body begins to breathe, although its open eyes are lifeless... soulless... I... don't know if I could face... you... after... Aravilar's voice is shaky. The gem still glows, although a slight bluish glow returns to it. A gasp is heard from the gem... I will not return... false hope burns too much... On the gem's surface, a patch of red is seen, as if a drop of blood is dripped onto the inner surface... I... cannot return now. Hanali made the gem so that I could have hope... but hope I have been denied... Another red tear. You said... that... you didn't love me... At this, the inner surface of the gem grew too red to see into, and it became slightly darker as its power began to fade. One of the conditions of the gem... was that I could come back... if you did... The body stopped breathing, the eyes fading into blackness... But... you didn't... you don't... The gem started to fade to a clear, diamond-like state. The spell would be broken soon... "Gods damn you, Silmarien Aldalome, all that you are! I didn't think I'd have to come down here and say this, but you are a wrathful lover indeed if you cannot see my love's pain! He loved you more than life itself! He loved you with a fiery passion that not even I ever saw from him!" The air shimmered near Aravilar's body, and Keya Moonstar appeared, tears of blue fire on her face. "Gods, damn you! I knew you were a wretched person indeed! All that time, when Aravilar wrote to me in his journal, he spoke of how lovely you were, and how wonderful... You sicken me! He loved you so deeply, it even burned our soulbond when he spoke of you; the bond of love that he and I share was PHYSICALLY SCARRED by his love for you!" The elven girl slumped to the floor. "How am I going to explain this to the Elf-lord? Corellon will not be pleased--and what of Mystra! She will have my head! Even my sisters will not bear me hence from Arvandor whence they find out about this... 'Hanali,' they'll say, 'we cannot suffer you here, after this mistake...' Gods damn it, but I do not wish to be cast from my home! The avatar leaned down over Aravilar's body and wept, her blue tears falling over Aravilar's face. "Oh, my Aravilar... my love... my angel... my life... please... please return to me... Please... I beg it of you... Come back to me..." The avatar of Hanali kissed Aravilar's lips, and as she pulled away, a slight bit of rosy fire was left dancing on them. She bent down again to kiss those lips... and she did not rise for a long while, tears staining Aravilar's brow. Hanali shot a scathing glace at Silmarien, but as she opened her mouth to speak, a newcomer arrived and spread her wings over the body. "My celestial angel," the avatar said, "may I ask what you are doing?" Hanali looked up at Silmarien as if to say do you know this person? The goddess looked at Tenzhi and in his mind he heard, Silence yourself, child. The avatar looked to the angel and said, "Who may you be, my lady of light? Some twist of my love's soul, sent to mock me, perhaps?" To Silmarien, the goddess said, "Please be silent, my child. Let me confer with this angel of song, here." Hanali turned her golden eyes to the newcomer. ...voices of... past... to me... I... For then, the voice became more clear, speaking directly. What... do I seek... angel... why do I return... destroyer of my heart... I... to my body... wish to... but why... why... why.. why. why-why-why-why-why-why! Hanali murmured, "My part in this is over... if you should bring him back... my gratitude to you eternally... I see what it is he searches for... when it is his time, he shall come back to me..." The goddess faded from sight. The golden... fades... but the shining light... and the dark despair... remain... return to the light... away from the despair... why... must I... love not... is there... 'search the soul...' love... is there...? A drop of blood from the angel's wings falls onto Aravilar's lips... ...return to life... life... life...! Aravilar's mouth opens wide, gasping for air. He sits up rather abruptly, looking around peacefully. "Silmarien, where am I?" he asks lightly, looking pleasantly surprised. "Are these your Peredhil Halls? How did I get here?" Aravilar obviously had no memory of the past three days--at all. Aravilar looked up at the angel, and said, "I remember you... Dai'Morra is your name!" He smiled and said, "But what are you doing here?" He fidgeted slightly as he looked at the many people staring at him. "Did something happen? Why am I on the floor? And why--Dai'Morra--are your wings bleeding? And Sil, why are there bloody shards of glass all around?" Aravilar touched a finger to his lips and looked down at the blood on that finger. He blinked and said, "What is going on?" Audible to all ears but Aravilar's came a voice... I was able to save him the despair of the past few days, melloneamin... Do my love a favor, and do not speak of these events... lest he question himself... Aravilar looked up at all the faces and said, "Is there something amiss?" Aravilar blinks at the old man Tenzhi. "Er... right," he says. Aravilar stands and reaches a hand out to Dai'Morra. "Here--let me help you," he says. "Let me heal that wing of yours... it looks terrible!" Aravilar lays a hand softly onto the bleeding wing, letting his silverfire heal the wound. "There, now. All better," he says. He looks to the angel and says, "You said you were glad I was alive and well again? When have I ever not been as such?" He grins slightly. Aravilar blushes slightly. "I... don't know what to say! I didn't know you felt that way about me..." He turns away and says, "I remember being at the fortress... Ah, yes! I received a message from the Lady Sil about the wedding, and I came to see if I could be the best man for she and Anglar!" He turns back, a wide smile on his face. "I'm at a loss for words... Dai'Morra... I... Whatever happened back there, thank you for helping me." He looks at Sil and says, "Thank you as well... Pray tell, when will the wedding be?" Aravilar then says to Dai'Morra, "M-My love, may we speak in private? I would ask some things of you..." He blushes a rosy pink, his eyes sparkling with silver light. Nervously casting a smile around to the people in the council room, Aravilar puts an arm around the celestial's waist and heads off over the meadow. Curiously, he sees a familiar oak tree... ((OoC: --because that's where he arrived when he first came to the Peredhil Halls--)) Reaching the great oak, Aravilar says to the angel, "My lady, I'm... surprised..." He sits down under the tree and leans his back against it, offering the girl a place next to him. "Everyone back there seemed so... tense. Although I want to know why... it is of no concern right now..." He smiles nervously, reaching up a hand to help her down. Maybe this will jog your memory. I don't particularly care what effect it has on you Cause I'm Castor Troy!
aravilar_holistacia 03-01-04, 10:51 PM	OOC: Troy, it's okay. We all know how bad you must feel right now. *patpat* There, there. We don't need anymore of that, now do we? :rolleyes:
Castor Troy 03-01-04, 11:23 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Troy, it's okay. We all know how bad you must feel right now. *patpat* There, there. We don't need anymore of that, now do we? :rolleyes: What do you know of how I feel? What I feel for her is beyond your simple mind to comprehend! Run from your past as you might. It will always be right there, one step behind you. BTW, I hope you got a receipt, you know, owning me and everything. I'm afraid I'm not house-broken. Once again, you should stop claiming to be a Chosen of Mystra. You suffer from madness, and I happen to know that Chosen of Mystra are immune to such things. I could tell you how I know this, but I won't Cause I'm castor Troy! And you're not! OOC - I really do hope you're taking this somewhere, otherwise we're just wasting time and delaying the true purpose of why we're gathered. Remember this is supposed to be Silmarien and Anglar's wedding. Or is your precious RP too important for that?
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 12:57 AM	OoC: No GODS! Meaning - if Hanali makes a showing - she can't use her powers to influence. The OneLand is a place where Mortals rule. Gods can only influence the world indirectly through Mortals' reverence of gods, and by gods asking mortals to do stuff. It's in our hands - not the gods. *smiles* IC: "AAAANNNNNGGGGGLLLLARRRR - beloved!" she calls Running through Pereldar Gardens - tears streaming. She retreats inwardly ....who would have thought that getting a gathering together would be so difficult! It's like herding cats for Rh'iel's sake!... "AAANNNGLLLAR" - - beloved - where are you? Caster Troy and Aravilar are at odds. That "Chosen" is wayward - do not resent him - even a Chosen of Mystra can be contained. Trust the Wedding Garments - and the Ring I gave Gellion. These will suffice - even against Silverfire!
Castor Troy 03-02-04, 01:20 AM	All right. We all know what's going to happen anyhow. I'll just give a quick wrap-up and we can move on. Arav gets Sil alone, tells her he's in love with her, bursts into flames and turns into a gem. The gem burns anybody but the chosen one who touches it. It has to be Sil who tounches so she does. Hanali comes down along with some celestial woman and they bring Arav back from the dead. Halani wipes Arav's mind of the events and it's "Wash, Rinse, Repeat." Everybody got it? Okay my work's done. I'll PM Anglar and let him know things should be back to normal. I'm just that kind of a guy Cause I'm Castor Troy!
anglar 03-02-04, 01:51 AM	Anglar shakes his head as he awakens from his dazed state. Noticing that his hands and legs are tied to poles, he's startled. "What the duece? Sil, darling, we can't be doing things like this until after we're married." He looks up and sees Castor standing atop the poles "Castor Troy, I'm not even going to ask what you're doing there." With a couple of shakes Anglar frees himself. "I'm sure the Priest is here. I have to get changed. The wedding is going to start within the next quarter day." Anglar leaves to a private room. When he emerges, he is attired as follows. Anglar enters wearing a three-piece outfit. He is adorned in black, gold and silver, which are colours that reflect pride for his Elf and Drow heritage. Above the waist, he wears a black skin-tight long-sleeved, collarless garment. At the extremes, and along the seams, it has beautifully embroidered gold stems - that branch out into silver intertwined leaves. But around the abdomen region, it has a bare patch that reveals his well-formed muscular structure. The circumference of the bare patch is richly glyphed with arcane sigils that glow brightly. The silvery radiance is clearly perceptible from a distance. Over the top of this undergarment, he wears a sleeveless jacket of black and silver. On the back, are the Scales of Tyr - in gold and blue and that are also radiant with magical power. Below the waste-line, he is attired in black, well-fitted skin-tight black hosiery. These are embroidered with gold stems and silvery leaves along the seams and at the hems. On the waste line, you see he wears a belt that has a dark-blue pattern on a silver background. Around his neck is a pendant, with a blue gemstone that also glows in the familiar Azure of the Pereldar Verse. By his side, his sword in decorative scabbard. The hilt is richly runed with in an ancient Elven script, and encrusted in gemstones. The scabbard is black and silver, and shot with mithril bands in several places, and also bearing Elvish glyphs. His hair is short-cropped and silver/white, and his eyes are filled with joy as he playfully scans the crowd, seeing his friends around him. <Mental message> - Silmarien Dear, The Priest has arrived. All will be ready soon. I don't mind admitting to you that I'm just a little nervous.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 03:29 AM	Sil finds a nice quiet rock to sit on near her favourite waterfall. Reflecting inwardly........"WHAT a DAY....what a day.....a Wayward Chosen and a vanishing groom.....what a day......" She makes her way back to Peredhil Halls - and re-composes herself. Her hair is mostly fallen undone, and attire needs touching up.... OoC: next post.....
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 03:30 AM	She is radiant, aglow with the silvery-blue radiance of Pereldar Starfire. You can see her approach from several hundred elles. Like an Avatar of Light descended from beyond Realmspace. She is afire with the Life of the Great Weave and it Sings in Joy. She pauses and holds forth the Runestaff and calls out - releasing a single charged PluriPotent chord - the familiar ManyInOne of the Half-Elven Verse: potent and exalted. The Staff flares into incandescence, its Runes burst suddenly to life. There is a searing burst of Silver-Blue fire from the Staff. Upwards the fire travels, at the speed of light, and into the heavens - a bolt of Starfire that momentarily reflects off the faces of all the guests before vanishing into the dusk sky. It can be seen from as far away as the horizon, appearing as a sudden streak of searing blue-silver light and lighting up the dusk sky. Humbled in your presence, and renewed by your fidelity. As she approaches, she studies your face, smiling all the while, her green eyes filled with tears of joy that burn with silver-blue. She locks eyes with you as she nears your vantage point. Tall she seems, and she radiates an aura of palpable power and her presence is one of indomitable strength. Her eyes pierce all veils that shroud even the darker recesses of your soul, reaching in and past the hurt and ruin in your life. A silent message finds you In unfaltering friendship - thank you for your presence. Your loyalty is a renewal of the Joy of Life. Long may you live and may all you touch turn to gold. Always your friend. Never forget this. Always. When all other lights go out in a world filled with betrayal and woe, I am always here in unfaltering friendship. I Am Unfaltering. She is adorned with a Mithril crown. Silver leaves intertwined amidst golden stems, in a mode that matches Anglar's House and the seams on his garments. The crown is subtle and rests amidst her silver-blond, flowing hair that falls about her shoulders and down her back in vibrant shining health. You can smell aromatic herbs as she walks past you. Her dress is tight fitting. It hugs her curves and emphasises her womanhood, enough cleavage so as to show pride for womanhood in good taste. The dress sits above the knee, with cuts that travel up the thigh, but which are not excessively revealing. She is beautiful. The dress is Living Thread, infused with the Life of the Weave - alive with dweomer and Nature's beauty. The fabric is midnight blue - embossed with finely wrought Ithilidin embroidery. As the moon rises, the dress comes to life, and appears spangled with brightly patterned stars. As you look closely, you see that the Stars form Symbols amidst the Face of Rhi'iel. It is Hallowed in Divinity. On the hems and seams, like Anglar, she has embroidered gold stems and silver leaves in the finest of needlework. Her arms are adorned with semi-transparent black flowing lace. About her neck, burns a stone afire with blue starfire and set amidst a beautifully wrought mithril setting.
drachentoeter 03-02-04, 03:41 AM	Ahh, Anglar we meet finally. I've heard so much about you. I'm Drachentoeter an' old friend of your Lady. Drachentoeter looks Anglar up and down. He smiles as he looks into his eyes. So she picked a warrior at last. Can't say I'm sorry she did. Nuf magic in her life as it is. Ehm here this is a little something I brought for you. It shall help keep you safe when ya go about ya business. He holds out a plain sword, void of any decoration, though it is well balanced and obviously masterwork. It's got a bit of a temper and it hates undead with a passion. Nonetheless it will help you much in your line of work. And with that Drachentoeter turns silent, waiting for Anglar to respond and accept the gift. OOC: When Anglar takes the sword he will find it is an intelligent sword as it will make telepatic contact with him. Stats have been posted earlier in this thread on p.13
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 06:38 AM	There was a feeling of tension in the air, even for the elven mage who stood inside the rear of the chapel. He looked around quickly, looking for something--or someone--that was not there. Either that, of course, or he was looking for the impossible. "Why, Zollex, why am I always the one tortured by love? It pains me deeply, and I surely hope that 'ere the coming reception I will have either departed or have wandered to a conclusion. Whatever conclusion that may be; at least some closure will do us good." The mage sat down in the corner... and he... fell asleep? No, for it was impossible for the Chosen to sleep. But then again, Aravilar was deeply entranced, else it would have looked like sleep. As the wedding began, the tortured mage sat in the corner, mesmerized by his own anger and jealousy, waiting for nothing. Or waiting for something. Or someone.
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 06:42 AM	Originally posted by Castor Troy All right. We all know what's going to happen anyhow. I'll just give a quick wrap-up and we can move on. Arav gets Sil alone, tells her he's in love with her, bursts into flames and turns into a gem. The gem burns anybody but the chosen one who touches it. It has to be Sil who tounches so she does. Hanali comes down along with some celestial woman and they bring Arav back from the dead. Halani wipes Arav's mind of the events and it's "Wash, Rinse, Repeat." Everybody got it? Okay my work's done. I'll PM Anglar and let him know things should be back to normal. I'm just that kind of a guy Cause I'm Castor Troy! OOC: Actually, Troy, that's the exact opposite of what is going to happen. I think it would be prudent for you to find out exactly what will happen instead of conjuring some twisted sense of reality for yourself and the rest of the posters here. There will be no gem, no suicide, and no goddess. All there is now is Aravilar. *silent nod*
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 03:48 PM	OoC: *ding ding ding* - order, order.....may the proceedings begin..... ....when Sil arrives at the Altar, she catches Anglar's eye, ...ageless you seem today - everclear is my happiness Anglar before taking a position next to him. A **hush** descends on the gathered friends and family. There is an Elf-woman dressed in the regalry of the Formeno Naure - her face bears clear resemblance to Silmarien's. Sil sees this woman, and is momentarily overcome. The Elves of the Ost-in-Edhil have only very recently re-forged a relationship with the Half-Elves and it was not clear whether or not her mother would attend. Next to her are several pure-blooded Elves, also of the Formeno Naure - a mix of males and females most have raven hair, and some seem to share facial features with Silmarien too. Next to her, stands a dark-haired human male, with some Elven blood. His name is Martiner, and he is Silmarien's father.
drachentoeter 03-02-04, 03:57 PM	Drachentoeter has returned to the room he picked earlier today. He had the chamberlain fix a hot bath for him and bring up some elven wine. This will ensure that he will be able to rest with a deep undisturbed sleep.Hey Mud, come here. I'm not sure if it works, but since I'm gonna be out for at least 6 hours, why don't you try this pendant. Maybe that's just what you need since you haven't got the throat to form words. You could use it to get aquainted with Sil. Obviously Mud likes the idea, as he gets up and throds right over to receive the "communicator". Then he leaves the room. Unknown to Drachentoeter he allready knows where Sil is. His fine olfactory senses have kept him informed on her whereabouts since he took her scent when they first arrived. Quickly he makes his way towards her, while he forms words of greetings in his mind. He's done it so many times before, but this time there is a chance someone, Sil for that matter, will actually be able to hear them.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 04:08 PM	OoC: *cool* Drachy.....everyone's "schitzing" - whoever said it was only the Half-Elven who had identity problems - Jan-Marien(2) smiles. Meanwhile, back at the Altar IC:......the priest smiles at the couple - his face is the image of joy, and his eyes are alight with Divine energy.... Edit does this "mud" say anything
drachentoeter 03-02-04, 04:52 PM	At first he hesitates a little, not knowing wheter the pendant will work for him. But as soon as Sil answers he starts to spout out words like there is no tomorrow. For the first time in his life he's able to communicate through words. You're smell is most excellent Lady Silmarien, though it is almost superseeded by those herbs you must have rubbed your head in. It's a unique scent you got mylady and I shall never forget it as long as I live. He never mentioned it when he talked about you. Aah, I guess he's just to fixed on his eyes. By the way, please don't tell Drachentoeter this, I never liked the name Mud, maybe you could change it? I find it sounds a little derogatary, doesn't it? Then he spots you with his eyes, a short sprint covers the last distance. He gets up on his hindlegs almost pushing you over with his pawns on your shoulder. His tongue feels like a wet warm raspfile over your face. thank you wonderfull Lady, this is far more than I had ever hoped for. You've given me a voice, for that I will always be indebted to you. I swear I'll allways follow you as my akela, leader of the pack. I'll fight and hunt for you till I lose my last tooth, I'll follow you're every command till I change into the eternal hunting grounds.I'll protect thy whole pack to my last drop of blood. I'll gladly lay down my life if it saves yours or your pups.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 05:08 PM	OoC: SMELL!! :rofl: :rofl: IC: ....thank you, err, how does, um Huaan suit you? *smiling* Mayhap you should choose your own name? That would make you unique - the rest of us must be given a name....do tell me what you would like, and I will speak to Drachentoeter about it. Here *hands you another pendant* now the two of you can commune mentallay also
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 05:28 PM	Meanwhile....back at the Altar...... OoC: *ding ding ding* - order....order..... ....the priest turns to the heavens - and the Pereldar enjoin - forming a circle around the couple. In PluriPotent Verse - Stars Aligned and Hallowed Skies Lamenting Song of Far Gone Days Ancient Earth and departed Friends Where have they gone beyond our Ken The chapel roof suddenly disappears, and starlight and moonlight flood in on the guests. The priest's eyes are alight with the Life of Divinity. And he incants in a rich melodic tone....
drachentoeter 03-02-04, 05:31 PM	Nevermind he's probably fast asleep by now, and aren't names always given? You do understand that you are my akela now and don't need to speak with Drachentoeter about this at all. As a matter of fact I'd rather have you not discuss the issue with him. He named me Mud after all and he's been rather proud of the witty name. I'd like to have my name changed without hurting his feelings. With this Mud falls back to the ground. Still he's almost your size. Maybe there was a pony in his ancestory too. He keeps wandering around you trying to move your hands on his head and neck. Huaan is nice, beats Mud handsdown
anglar 03-02-04, 06:06 PM	Anglar sits on a chair rocking back and forth nervously. Sweat drips from his brow. He mumbles, "What's going to happen? When will it happen? Something always happens."
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 07:23 PM	*radiant smiles from the bride*...... OoC: Sil has stacked those wedding outfits with so much magic, that they practically light up the Southern Hemisphere....err, I mean Northern Hemisphere.... *winks* not even Godsbane can touch us today (that FOUL sword of the Usurper's) Priest:clears his throat.....ahem...... "Blessed be all the Guests - I see your happy faces, all gathered here today. So many who come to witness this Union. Very much loved are the bride and groom. This Union brings together three Races - Elf, Drow and Human. I am told that Silmarien's lineage is in the Southern Kingdoms, where the seasons run opposite to ours.....where she is Custodian to the Elven Mythals and the ruins of the Three Ancient Elven Princedoms stand yet, as a reminder of the Ages gone in another world. Anglar - Lord and Ruler of Zarthos - and overseer of a growing World. Who has walked in the Underdark and lived to Celebrate and tell this tale. He stands before the Pantheon today - Tyr, Rh'iel, and Mystra watch us. In their hallowed light, I am asked to give him a message..... *he looks at you, eyes glint in the starlight - his form radiates Divine Spirit*
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 07:32 PM	Originally posted by drachentoeter Nevermind he's probably fast asleep by now, and aren't names always given? You do understand that you are my akela now and don't need to speak with Drachentoeter about this at all. As a matter of fact I'd rather have you not discuss the issue with him. He named me Mud after all and he's been rather proud of the witty name. I'd like to have my name changed without hurting his feelings. With this Mud falls back to the ground. Still he's almost your size. Maybe there was a pony in his ancestory too. He keeps wandering around you trying to move your hands on his head and neck. Huaan is nice, beats Mud handsdown I see Huaan - you are a very kind creature and Drachy does well to have your company, as do I. *pats head/neck - without being patronising - Sil waits to see the creature's body language, to determine what to do next* ....he seems to have a will and wish - there is some purpose here.... she muses to herself
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 07:39 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia Aravilar said to Silmarien, "Troy has been acting strangely lately, my lady. Do you know something I do not? For I know there is some turn of phrase in the air that has been spoken recently." Aravilar's mismatched eyes sparkle in the starlight. Former-time-stream...... She studies your demeanor - noting subtle changes in your face colour, the way you gesture as you speak, body language, eye-contact. Sil's eyes are vigilant to Aravilar's mien.... "This Caster Troy - is a handsome devil - but not akin to my beloved in mood is all I can say - he does not mince words and seeks not to placate. Yet I see the two of you have nigh come to blows."......
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-02-04, 08:05 PM	OOC: lol anglar has too many swords for himself to carry now! A common gift...so it seems...BTW Ava...I wont stop your dramatic RP...I find it quite entertaining...however I DO NOT suggest you invoke your goddess's name or your title. For one: Mystra could be considred the most (or nearly) powerfull god in toril, being god of magic and a high level deity alone. However the weave does not extend to here. Also dont forget that if you can call apon your god then I call call apon mine...and my own is the second strongest "God" (Shes more of a very big and powerfull spirit but...) in the WoD. In the name of...what am I going to wear? Shoot its about to start! *Casts some very powerfull enchantments apon his good-looking but not wedding-approriate outfit. Now dressed he takes up his instrument...coughs a few times and heads out to the wedding to preform. His seven bodyguards he summon for silm he turned into his "band players" but really he is creating all the music from his ever-changing instrument. He eyes the priest warily...being an outlaw in more than one world...he learned never...ever...to trust Priests. He knew the secrets of the mortal world and there false, courpt church. He also knew the secrets of the forgotten world and there greedy-glory clerics and Chosens (:D Sorry...no off...nvm ;)). He hated the look of him. However he did reason that Silm and Anglar wouldent have any courpt priest...or an ordinary one at that. OOC: Dont worry about the alcohal. Its all set. If you ever ask yourself "Now where is that ____" You will just "find" it. If you ever wanted to try alcohal from across the worlds then that wont be *too* hard to find either. However the World of Darkness style Italian (i forgot the word but its the white and red wine?) and High Forest Brews (Dwarves, gnomes, fey, centaurs, elves, humans, halflings...they all helped in the making...unless you got the will [you can stav off stupor with a little will with his] or the con you will probably be knocked out before you could taste it!) -Frosty the...Wedding singer?
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 08:17 PM	Sil sees Frosty and her heart is gladdened..... The priest gestures to Frosty to come forth - to Sing alongside the Priest.... OoC: re: gods. You can lobby their agenda - but only through your personal powers.....we got Weave here. Silverfire for repairing weave-rents - we gotta a big Rift in the *shadow* weave outside the black gates....
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-02-04, 08:54 PM	OOC: Oh is that how it is? Musta got confused..never payed much attention to the oneland my lady. Anyways...I ment people can bring the full power of there deity to this world if I remeber correctly. Nor can there deity provide them with extra power? Is that how it is? Or can I counjur up a bit of the "Blessings" of the Blessed of Luna? Not that I would...but we all must act like gold elves somtimes and intimadate other people most likly on there side... :) -Frosty PS: OOC: History lesson! There are thirteenish garou clans (in the modern age) of the Worlds of darkness. Shadowlords or the politicions (usually literally) and bullies of the all the clans very much resembles gold elves. His time on FR being among wood elves and other creatures that the gold elves hate/think should worship him has also left an impact. He dosent like the Shadowlords beacuse he is part of the "Silverfang" clan which like the leadership branch. Most suffer now from courption and crazyness beacuse they make everyone come to them ect ect and the shadowlords are really using this opp to take over. Most look to there own clans but meh they wont the titles. However Frosty isent power-hungry and stuff but there are just these few...JELOUS GREEDY ARAGAN.........shadowlords that remind him of gold elves. This thing goes on and on and leaves a hatrid of both those elves and those were-wolves...
Zollex 03-02-04, 09:02 PM	Zollex took the seat next to Aravilar, feeling that is his friend would need support, he would need it most now. He also wanted to act as a buffer between the Chosen and anyone who might come by. You'd better get here -- the wedding is about to start, he thought. I will be there, a voice inside the half-elf's mind responded. Don't cut it too close. Do you have all of the things I wanted? Zollex asked mentally. Of course, came a reply. Then I'll see you here soon. "Aravilar." Zollex nudged the elf to wake him from his trance. "If you want closure, now is the time that you'll be getting it."
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 09:05 PM	"You still there, Ava?" That voice was like a knife, slicing down to the very core of Aravilar's person. "I... am here, yes, Hanali." "And you want to know what you are supposed to do now that the moment has come." The mage sat up abruptly. "The moment has come?" he said aloud, shocking several guests near him. There was no answer this time. The archmage stood up quickly and said to no-one in particular, "Now what?" "Zollex!" he cried. "Angrod!" he called. Aravilar looked up and saw the altar, and he saw Sil in the most beautiful gown ever conceived under mortal hands and eyes. But, before he could say anything, the wedding had already begun.
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 09:09 PM	Aravilar noticed Zollex sitting next to him. "There you are, Zoll!" But Aravilar's tone belied his true feelings. "Has the wedding begun already?" he asked, knowing the answer already. His eyes traveled from Sil... to Anglar.
anglar 03-02-04, 09:19 PM	OOC - one small correction, Anglar is NOT the ruler of Zarthos, only the Justicar (Attorney General). Sorry about the delay in this post. I nearly broke my hand here at work. Just some swelling though. Hall Announcer - "Ladies and Gentlemen, I believe we are ready to begin." Ushers begin leaading the guests to their seats. The band, with many sit-in guests, begins playing a light beautiful meleody. The air, about 15 feet up, is filled with tiny insects that emit light while the ceiling takes on the appearance of a night sky (Yes, I'm stealing this from Harry Potter). Anglar takes his place up by the altar with the Priest behind it. (Sil, time to get that dress on and "Show us what you're working with")
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 09:25 PM	OOC: Ang, if your hand is hurt, don't worry about posting! I'm sure we'd all understand if you are hurt. :eek:
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 09:34 PM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart [B]OOC: Anyways...I ment people can bring the full power of there deity to this world if I remeber correctly. Nor can there deity provide them with extra power? Is that how it is? Or can I counjur up a bit of the "Blessings" of the Blessed of Luna? OoC: right on dude. Kevmann is trapped in the Rent outside Pnatemul, after Sil and the Peredhil tore a rent in the Shadow Weave. He's inside black gates working out how to mend the rent.....we have a temporary reprieve at OneLand
anglar 03-02-04, 09:39 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Ang, if your hand is hurt, don't worry about posting! I'm sure we'd all understand if you are hurt. :eek: OOC - Thanks for the concern. Have to type anyhow. It's part of my job. I've finished football games with cracked ribs, bruised kidneys, a mild concussion, a twisted ankle, and a twisted knee (all in one game) and another with a separated shoulder. This is nothing. Please. This is important to me, so I thank you all for your concern, but I want to continue. Until Sil makes her next post, I suppose we can have "meanwhile" action. I just hope no one's left hanging when she gets here. IC - The band continues playing until they receive the signal from the Priest that the Bride is ready. Then they take up the Ceremonial March. Anglar is visibly nervous, a mixture of anxiousness, fear, and pride.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 09:40 PM	Originally posted by anglar OOC - one small correction, Anglar is NOT the ruler of Zarthos, only the Justicar (Attorney General). Sorry about the delay in this post. I nearly broke my hand here at work. Just some swelling though. IC: Hail! Justicar of Zarthos! *sil beams proudly at Anglar* Hall Announcer - "Ladies and Gentlemen, I believe we are ready to begin." Ushers begin leaading the guests to their seats. The band, with many sit-in guests, begins playing a light beautiful meleody. The air, about 15 feet up, is filled with tiny insects that emit light while the ceiling takes on the appearance of a night sky (Yes, I'm stealing this from Harry Potter). Anglar takes his place up by the altar with the Priest behind it. (Sil, time to get that dress on and "Show us what you're working with") Sil startles to attention - and re-arranges the headress.....smiling all the while as she scans the halls..... She is adorned with a Mithril crown. Silver leaves intertwined amidst golden stems, in a mode that matches Anglar's House and the seams on his garments. The crown is subtle and rests amidst her silver-blond, flowing hair that falls about her shoulders and down her back in vibrant shining health. You can smell aromatic herbs as she walks past you. Her dress is tight fitting. It hugs her curves and emphasises her womanhood, enough cleavage so as to show pride for womanhood in good taste. The dress sits above the knee, with cuts that travel up the thigh, but which are not excessively revealing. She is beautiful. The dress is Living Thread, infused with the Life of the Weave - alive with dweomer and Nature's beauty. The fabric is midnight blue - embossed with finely wrought Ithilidin embroidery. As the moon rises, the dress comes to life, and appears spangled with brightly patterned stars. As you look closely, you see that the Stars form Symbols amidst the Face of Rhi'iel. It is Hallowed in Divinity. On the hems and seams, like Anglar, she has embroidered gold stems and silver leaves in the finest of needlework. Her arms are adorned with semi-transparent black flowing lace. About her neck, burns a stone afire with blue starfire and set amidst a beautifully wrought mithril setting. OoC: "Show us what you're working with" *scratches head* PM me....Hope your hand is OK - Zollex!! You scare me!! *grins* -
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 09:41 PM	Originally posted by anglar OOC - Thanks for the concern. Have to type anyhow. It's part of my job. I've finished football games with cracked ribs, bruised kidneys, a mild concussion, a twisted ankle, and a twisted knee (all in one game) and another with a separated shoulder. This is nothing. Please. Sil smiles approvingly at all this stuff. "ahh, that's my Anglar..." she thinks to herself...
Gellion 03-02-04, 10:02 PM	Gellion watches the ceremony attentively. For once, smiling at both Silmarien and Anglar. :)
Zollex 03-02-04, 10:03 PM	OOC: Hehehe.... Sil, you shouldn't be scared. You named my "friend." IC: A pseudodragon waddles into the chapel. He takes a moment to look around, then waddles to where Zollex was sitting, trying not to draw attention to himself. "Aicanár, it took you long enough," Zollex whispered to the pseudodragon. I did get here, did I not? Aicanár responded. Zollex had stoped trying to argue with his familiar's simple logic long ago. "Just sit down. The wedding is starting."
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 10:09 PM	Originally posted by Zollex Zollex had stoped trying to argue with his familiar's simple logic long ago. "Just sit down. The wedding is starting." Aravilar was vaguely aware of the entrance of the familiar. "Zollex," he said, "what should I do now? I cannot allow this to continue, else I will be for naught..."
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 10:13 PM	OoC: Hi Gellion!....Aravilar! Aicanár *warmth* - ahh, remembers the days..... Silence descends.....and Sil's heart skips a beat. The Priest incants - summoning Hallowed Divinity - his hands are aglow as he gestures to the couple to bow their heads as he gently annoints them with silvery light.... The Priest turns to Anglar "This Day - before Tyr and in the Presence of the Great Weave - you would declare your Vows to this woman Silmarien Aldalome. Do you do this with open eyes, with no reservations, with all your questions asked of this woman?"
Zollex 03-02-04, 10:24 PM	"I don't know...." Zollex replied. "When it comes to it, only you have the final choice." Zollex took a moment to search his thoughts. "I honestly don't know what you should do. This is your choice. I can't make it for you."
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 10:31 PM	Originally posted by Zollex "I don't know...." Zollex replied. "When it comes to it, only you have the final choice." Zollex took a moment to search his thoughts. "I honestly don't know what you should do. This is your choice. I can't make it for you." "Well, I suppose there is naught left for me to do but to speak up, then?" Aravilar asked. The mage stood and began walking, slowly, determined, towards Anglar.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 10:43 PM	OoC: OMG - OK Guidelines: *don't get personal* *remember our "Goodwill Standards" - that is, friendship ***matters more than winning*** - eyes you carefully!! i.e. make it in the spirit of *fun* and remember - Sil is **marrying this man Anglar - and she loves him** - so know her allegiances in advance....
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 10:47 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome OoC: OMG - OK Guidelines: *don't get personal* *remember our "Goodwill Standards" - that is, friendship ***matters more than winning*** - eyes you carefully!! i.e. make it in the spirit of *fun* and remember - Sil is **marrying this man Anglar - and she loves him** - so know her allegiances in advance.... OOC: Personal? Whatever could you mean? Friendship? IMO, ever since that Harper RP Anglar has been quite unamicable towards myself. But that's okay. Allegiances? Doesn't change the RP one bit. --Aravilar
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 11:15 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Personal? Whatever could you mean? OoC: I mean *use your empathic reasoning with this one*. You're in a church, and makin' an objection - the guests are watchin' ya, and remember there's a real person behind each avatar - *I'm watching you* - *grins* - so don't go too far - but enjoy yourself too. Friendship? IMO, ever since that Harper RP Anglar has been quite unamicable towards myself. But that's okay. OoC: can't exactly say you've nourished the friendship can you? *smiles* - and frosty's watchin ya too :) Anglar sil says: Anglar I Am Unfaltering.....
aravilar_holistacia 03-02-04, 11:19 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome OoC: I mean *use your empathic reasoning with this one*. You're in a church, and makin' an objection - the guests are watchin' ya, and remember there's a real person behind each avatar - *I'm watching you* - *grins* - so don't go too far - but enjoy yourself too. OoC: can't exactly say you've nourished the friendship can you? *smiles* - and frosty's watchin ya too :) OOC: At least *someone* is understanding the *fun* part of it *smiles widely* :D Like my Custom Avatar, Sil? :D --Aravilar
Silmarien Aldalome 03-02-04, 11:53 PM	OoC: Yes - the Hugo Weaving smiley rocks. I need one for Viggo. *looks at Aravilar* - then we have an understanding. Be *empathic* while you rebel-rouse in the church. Remember - Sil's with Anglar though! So - if you cross a line - she's gunna let *aravilar have it* (in RP only) *smiles* *ding ding ding* - now that's settled - back on track everyone! ....the Priest's Hallow continues - as he stares at Anglar awaiting Anglar's response.... (see upstream post)
anglar 03-02-04, 11:59 PM	<Mental Intrusion> - Aravilar, was it so fun for those of us who had to watch your childish outburst. I can understand why you feel for Silmarien what you do. She is truly a remarkable Woman. If you believe you can win her love, then I invite you to try, here and now. Declare it! Show her, if you can, that you are capable of loving and caring for her the way I do. You say you'd die for, but what else would you do. Death is too easy a thing to beat for those of our power. I love Silmarien more than I can explain, but ther are some things that come before her. She understands this of me. I have a duty, a duty I have sworn to uphold unitl the last drop of blood falls from my body or the hands of time stop turning. Sil would not ask me to turn my back on that duty. That is how much she loves me, which makes me love Her only more. Why, just two days ago I ventured forth in Zarthos to bring an end to a group of radical High Elf Puritans who waged an open war upon all those of mixed Elven Blood. Eight of my Knights fell, but they are squashed and scattered. I could only procure protections from poisons and arrows for one of us. I demanded Sil wear these. That is a measure of what she means to me, but not the full measure. Our wedding in Zarthos is costing me 1,000,000 gold, not because I can't afford more, but because I understand that by going over that I would overstep my station and fail in one aspect of my duty. At this very moment the Church Of Rh'iel is being built. It will not compare well versus others in Zarthos, but, again, as a new Church, we will not overstep the protocol that is called for now. Sometimes, it's not about power or money, but patience and timing. These are two things that I believe you lack. As a Chosen of Mystra, it is your sworn duty to uphold her dogma. While it is no sin to love another, it is fool who pines away for a love that is unrequited. There is another who loves you, and yet you have turned your back on her. As my grandfather, the Drow Maxa Melee'yon, would say, "Happiness isn't found in getting what you want, Pup. It's found in wanting what you already have." I still hate it when he calls me Pup.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 12:07 AM	OoC: Posters! Make sure you check >>This recent post<< (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=2735227#post2735227) and remember - this is an ***INTER FOUNDATION IC RP*** Join in there too! *sees Anglar's last post* *Yess!!!* Sil-Mr-Burns-ian: exxccelllent *rubs hands together* IC: Sil momentarily turns to Anglar, and sees him concentrating....she thinks nothing of it - not trying to Sense Motive or read minds........and waits to see how he responds to the priest's request......there is a pregnant pause in the church.
anglar 03-03-04, 12:08 AM	To the Priest - "With a focused mind, a sound body, and a clear conscience, with Tyr, Rh'iel, and Corellon as my Judges, I am prepared to give my Vow to this woman, Silmarien Aldalome."
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 12:12 AM	OOC: Do what you will, I have no use for this RP if the outcome is fixed. Happy posting, --Aravilar :(
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 12:17 AM	OoC: Just pm'ed you Ara - remember - only one outcome is fixed, the rest are not.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 12:20 AM	Originally posted by anglar To the Priest - "With a focused mind, a sound body, and a clear conscience, with Tyr, Rh'iel, and Corellon as my Judges, I am prepared to give my Vow to this woman, Silmarien Aldalome." The Priest: To Silmarien And do you approach this man, Anglar, with open heart, clear conscience, with freewill and love - with Rh'iel, Corellan, Tyr and Mystra as witness Silmarien. Do you have your Vows prepared? Sil: "I do"..... "Then Anglar" says the priest "do you have your Vows ready - and will you name them...."
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 12:25 AM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome OoC: Just pm'ed you Ara - remember - only one outcome is fixed, the rest are not. OOC: Lovely, Sil. And I PMed you back. :(
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 12:31 AM	OoC: ... :cool: and another one....the *Drow* foundation.... ...Zirgal, sensing Aravilar's mental vibrations - makes contact with The Chosen of Mystra.....Aravilar - step through the >>Portal<< (http://boards1.wizards.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=2735227#post2735227) ......hurry - ere their union is complete....we will not harm you....
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 12:51 AM	OoC: I have to change locations - I'm going to be offline, and will return - about 60 mins. Rememer - be **welcome**
anglar 03-03-04, 12:54 AM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Do what you will, I have no use for this RP if the outcome is fixed. Happy posting, --Aravilar :( OOC - It's no more fixed than what you did the first time Aravilar declared his love. The only difference here is you knew it before you started down this path this time. Stop masking Oompa Loompaism with the shield of RP. I want you to be a part of this, but please understand the personal feelings for the people behind Silmarien and Anglar. I didn't approach Sil with this just becuase I thought it would be something fun to do. I approached her first because I enjoyed interacting with the character so much I asked if I could have a version of her in my actual game. She and my DM approved. Things have gone on between Sil and I in PM's that would make the Mature Board blush. Later, my DM told me about a new game where we would be playing decendants of our current PCs. That's when I asked Silmarien to marry me. I am only too honored and grateful that she said yes. IC - My Dearest Silmarien, I had long walked in the shadows that my life had become. I truly didn't even care to see the light, much less walk in it. You have changed all that for me. You are the shining beacon of Hope that my heart has set course for. You have made me welcome the rising of the sun each day again. You have given to me more than I ever thought was possible for me to have, and more than I could ever want. Therfore, I pledge all that I am to you. I will do everything that is within me to give back to you what it is you have given to me. I will effort to make you as glad that I am in your life as I am thankful that you are in my life. I pledge to you my unwavering and everlasting Love.
Castor Troy 03-03-04, 12:58 AM	Originally posted by anglar <Mental Intrusion> - Aravilar, was it so fun for those of us who had to watch your childish outburst. I can understand why you feel for Silmarien what you do. She is truly a remarkable Woman. If you believe you can win her love, then I invite you to try, here and now. Declare it! Show her, if you can, that you are capable of loving and caring for her the way I do. You say you'd die for, but what else would you do. Death is too easy a thing to beat for those of our power. I love Silmarien more than I can explain, but ther are some things that come before her. She understands this of me. I have a duty, a duty I have sworn to uphold unitl the last drop of blood falls from my body or the hands of time stop turning. Sil would not ask me to turn my back on that duty. That is how much she loves me, which makes me love Her only more. Why, just two days ago I ventured forth in Zarthos to bring an end to a group of radical High Elf Puritans who waged an open war upon all those of mixed Elven Blood. Eight of my Knights fell, but they are squashed and scattered. I could only procure protections from poisons and arrows for one of us. I demanded Sil wear these. That is a measure of what she means to me, but not the full measure. Our wedding in Zarthos is costing me 1,000,000 gold, not because I can't afford more, but because I understand that by going over that I would overstep my station and fail in one aspect of my duty. At this very moment the Church Of Rh'iel is being built. It will not compare well versus others in Zarthos, but, again, as a new Church, we will not overstep the protocol that is called for now. Sometimes, it's not about power or money, but patience and timing. These are two things that I believe you lack. As a Chosen of Mystra, it is your sworn duty to uphold her dogma. While it is no sin to love another, it is fool who pines away for a love that is unrequited. There is another who loves you, and yet you have turned your back on her. As my grandfather, the Drow Maxa Melee'yon, would say, "Happiness isn't found in getting what you want, Pup. It's found in wanting what you already have." I still hate it when he calls me Pup. *Sits down with a bucket of air-heated corn covered in melted butter and eats as quietly as he can.* *in a whisper* Cause I'm Castor troy!
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 01:00 AM	OOC: I just earned this custom avatar, Lord Anglar. I have no intention of breaking the CoC and flaming you into oblivion and then losing it. But believe me, if I had the avatar to spare, you would not have a happy life on the boards. Things have gone on between Sil and I in PM's that would make the Mature Board blush. I'd love to stay and chat, but I think that after a comment like this we can all rest with the words "Happy Posting." In the name of the Light, Aravilar.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 02:19 AM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: I just earned this custom avatar, Lord Anglar. I have no intention of breaking the CoC and flaming you into oblivion and then losing it. But believe me, if I had the avatar to spare, you would not have a happy life on the boards. I'd love to stay and chat, but I think that after a comment like this we can all rest with the words "Happy Posting." In the name of the Light, Aravilar. OoC: *stop!* - let cooler heads prevail! - we shall re-convene on the morrow about this matter. I will post in another Avatar here soon. Ara - one thing I've learned - never make a decision in the heat of the moment. Wait until you're cooler - you're going to change your mind. You know how and where to find us when you change your mind. We will all miss you until you return.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 02:31 AM	IC - My Dearest Silmarien, I had long walked in the shadows that my life had become. I truly didn't even care to see the light, much less walk in it. You have changed all that for me. You are the shining beacon of Hope that my heart has set course for. You have made me welcome the rising of the sun each day again. You have given to me more than I ever thought was possible for me to have, and more than I could ever want. Therfore, I pledge all that I am to you. I will do everything that is within me to give back to you what it is you have given to me. I will effort to make you as glad that I am in your life as I am thankful that you are in my life. I pledge to you my unwavering and everlasting Love. IC: "...your presence in my life is equally valued. What a world would this be without you? A strange day of turbulent emotions everywhere. But, ahh, this is really how life is! What arrives arrives, and so be it! The ideal wedding - not to be - instead, we have this one, and we shall make a joy of it anyway. I shall not undo my happiness by the the unfolding of events." She studies this man Anglar - who has a certain aura of courage about him. She adds "that you can be free to declare your love in front of friends - is truly what a celebration is about. Without shame. For there is no shame in love. You have my enduring respect and love, and I Am Unfaltering in my heart. A new sunrise for this everyday. Do not feel shame - there is no shame here."
Tenzhi 03-03-04, 03:18 AM	Originally posted by anglar Things have gone on between Sil and I in PM's that would make the Mature Board blush. OOC: As the saying goes, gentleman shouldn't kiss and tell... It seems that things proceeded here much faster than I anticipated (2 days and 3 pages - and not normal-sized pages, 50-post-per-page pages!) and I missed my window of opportunity for the little stir I was going to, er... stir up. As there is such a gratuitous amount of text, all I can gather from the posts I've skimmed is that we're at the vows and aravilar and anglar are having a bit of an OOC tiff for some reason? Ah well, is there anything like a reception immediately following an elvish wedding?
anglar 03-03-04, 03:40 AM	OOC - Quite right, and yes there will be a party afterwards, so don't fret about the pot you wanted to stir. Just let it simmer. I figure we'll be done with the wedding itself sometime tomorrow. The party being Thursday and Friday. As for Aravilar and myself, I regret that it happened, but I wasn't going to stand for another episode of "But I love her" when we'd already benn through it one. And if I really told, I'd be kicked off the boards. I just thought it was necessary to illustrate the full nature of Mine and Sil's relationship. I have no shame in it for there is nothing to be ashamed of. Is it wrong for a man to admit that he loves his friends? Till tomorow, goodnight all.
Priest Of The Land 03-03-04, 03:47 AM	OoC: To Tenzhi :rofl: + *grins* - wouldn't you like to know This is STAV ...The Priest turns to the gathering - he stands suddenly tall and his eyes stare penetratingly at *you* whoever you are. Not the person next to you, or another person - but *you* "There is a sub-vocal disturbance in our Ceremony - and an exchange of Mental Energy between peoples. You are *known*. This subvocal disturbance will be **corrected** 'ere we proceed." He incants - a strange melodic chanting - as his Aura is immolated in the Radiance of the Divine. Time be Split and Finding Made See the Heart and Journey Gain There are those whose heart a-flame Bring them **HERE** in mine to Name He thrusts his hands into the airs - and there is the whole congregation is Revealed for What they Feel...."Ahh, I see" he says Aravilar, Anglar - STEP FORWARDS NOW - Tenzhi - Assist me
Tenzhi 03-03-04, 04:13 AM	Originally posted by Priest Of The Land OoC: To Tenzhi :rofl: + *grins* - wouldn't you like to know OOC: Uh... no. In fact, I feel as if I know too much as it is. Aravilar, Anglar - STEP FORWARDS NOW - Tenzhi - Assist me [/B] (back into IC for me) The old man had apparently fallen asleep during the proceedings, but awakened upon hearing the priest call his name. He looks around confused, and a snickering elf-child tells him that the Priest wants him. Muttering something about "devouring a family" and "blasted Corellon" Tenzhi makes his way up to the altar.
Priest Of The Land 03-03-04, 04:41 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi OOC: Uh... no. In fact, I feel as if I know too much as it is. Thanx Tenxhi - I thought as much. Don't make shame where there is none. and a snickering elf-child tells him that the Priest wants him. :rofl: Muttering something about "devouring a family" and "blasted Corellon" Tenzhi makes his way up to the altar. Elf-Bane - this Intervention I perform is...." he pauses struggling for words "complex. It has many components, and can be dangerous for some folk. The Ritual is the merging of Spiritual and Psychological Energies. I will "manifest" the schizms in their psyches - and thence - we shall require your, how shall I put this, "devouring aspects" - to act as an Interdict. This will act to....'contain' or 'push' the wayward psychological energy back into the bearers psyches. Your Mental Signature is - perfect for this task because you are alien. There will be clear demarkation of Self versus Other and this will aid your friends. If we are successful - there will be an 'integration' of Selves - if not - I cannot predict the outcome. Will you volunteer yourself to this, Metaconcert?
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 06:20 AM	Originally posted by Priest Of The Land Aravilar, Anglar - STEP FORWARDS NOW - Tenzhi - Assist me It was like an entirely different Aravilar. The mage stood, with an eyebrow raised, and walked to the front of the chapel, stopping to face the priest. "My lord Priest?" he asked, almost lazily. OOC: It is only out of the great respect for Sil that I was (almost literally) *forced* to make this post. You would do well not to screw it up, Anglar.
Tenzhi 03-03-04, 06:23 AM	Originally posted by Priest Of The Land Will you volunteer yourself to this, Metaconcert?[/i] "Sure... I am always up for a little brain-eating followed by regurgitation into someone's very soul. The question is whether or not Anglar and this other fellow are up for it."
Tenzhi 03-03-04, 06:28 AM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: It is only out of the great respect for Sil that I was (almost literally) *forced* to make this post. You would do well not to screw it up, Anglar. OOC: Peace, a_h - please do not sully your respect by acquiescing in a threatening manner and thereby willfully sabotaging a tenuous truce.
Priest Of The Land 03-03-04, 02:49 PM	OoC: Good morrow all - it's the hour before dawn, i'm about to head off to work - and i'm all refreshed - let's enjoy today! A_H - thank you for accepting the invitation to post - couched to you in a way that appealed to a sense of duty-in-friendship. I appreciate it - and it is a wonderful start to the day here. Tenzhi - my warm regards - and appreciation. Always grounding. IC: The priest nods to Aravilar, Anglar, and Tenzhi - and his eyes nod in appreciation....."Let the Metaconcert begin...." his mien becomes quite serious. With a gesture of a hand - he Incants - he stares and sees into Dimensions beyond the Invisible, where Mortals' souls extend and transcend the Prime Material. The Vastness of the Multiverse opens before you - as the Chapel is filled with radiant Song.... OoC: expect more in about 1/2 hour....hold on - we're going for a ride....
Priest Of The Land 03-03-04, 04:18 PM	“….stand *here* Aravilar.” He Commands “You Anglar face *this way* towards The Chosen. Silmarien – *here*. Elf-Bane – *hover above them please*. His melodic song assumes an un-earthly tenor, and at the edge of each word, you can hear the Singing of many Voices – it seems like thousands of them, interwoven into a majestic choir of Tenor, Alto, Soprano and Bass. The room suddenly fills with the souls of the Departed – thousands of them in a gathering throng. The circle about Aravilar and Anglar, Silmarien and the guests. An elf-child screams in terror – it is the snickering child that Tenzhi spoke with. Tenzhi sends the child a scathing unsympathetic glance. They see *you* - and gather around you. Whispy hands clamber about you as a 1000 whispering voices Did you see what came yesteryear? What is it that you fear? Is it the Darkness or is it the Light? Why do you Care? Who are you? The Priest’s eyes burn with Divine Power – he seems suddenly taller and he radiates a palpable Aura of power. Tenzhi The Priest’s consciousness extends – metaphysical energy is re-directed through a myriad of psychic circuits. He gathers the strands of joy, despair, like, dislike, contempt and acceptance and weaves them into a pattern of palpable force. “Do not fear – your Selfhood will remain intact and inviolate” In a sudden exertion, he Chants – and mind-melds with The Elf-Bane – directing the strands of the Metaconcert and interweaving the Elf-Bane’s alien mentations into the Song. The Priests eyes widen in combination of focus and discovery. His jaw clenches as he exerts his iron Will. “Rh’iel, Tyr, Corellan and Mystra guide me”. ….consume any wayward psychic energy – and **push** when I say……next post on its way
Gellion 03-03-04, 04:24 PM	Gellion chooses to merely observe the spectacle before him. Although he has seen much more in all the eons he has been in existance.
Priest Of The Land 03-03-04, 04:45 PM	OoC: HI Gell dude - great to see you - enjoy Aravilar You see a mauve aura that immolates the Elf-Bane and the Priest. After several seconds, the Priest raises his arms. He points a single finger at you – and there is a sudden surge of mauve force – that strikes you square in the chest. You feel The Elf Bane and the Priest watching – staring straight through you. The Priest concentrates – exerting his Will Scattered Psyche of Broken Spirit Wayward Heart and Wandering comets Look Here and See the Image Broken Of One Thousand Scattered Thoughts Separate People divergent Aspects The un-Whole life of Forming Selfhood Be Summoned Now the Wayward Aspects Thus Gathered then before the People The terror of the Unkown is before you. Will you allow the Intervention or will you Deny it? OoC: If you want a Will Save – post your Will Save bonus. I will then set a DC (I am DM on this thread for special occasions) and then will do an on-line dice roller (see my sig). I will post the result. If you do not want a will save – the next part will have the desired effects automatically. The Mauve Divinity is a kind of psychic energy – it recognises the mental signature of The Chosen. The Mauve energy seeks out and coalesces into Form as it Mirrors Aravilar's personhood. “Ahh, I see” says the Priest, half in this world, half in the Spirit World of another plane “Aravilar – you are a ManyInOne and Not One – you are in great Pain. There is Turmoil in your psyche…..” PUSH NOW ELF BANE – EXERT YOUR WILL ****PUSH**** here…here….and here…. Suddenly, outside of Aravilar appears Three Separate Aspects There is the Persona – the Chosen that all see and know. The smiling Aravilar Holistica of Mystra’s Keeping. Then – Hanali appears – or rather an image of her interpreted through Mortal’s eyes. She looks ireful. But – the third Aspect – is Shadow. It is the sheared off aspects of Aravilar’s Self. The parts he hates about himself. This Shadow has a broken aspect, and cruel eyes. It is vengeful. It hates. The Priest says to the Shadow “What do you want”? OoC: Aravilar – there are many courses through the Ritual – I need your feedback at this point. Depending on what you bring, will determine, partly what happens. The rest will be dice. I will do one of these for Anglar too and the third function will have an Aravilar Anglar component.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 04:51 PM	Silmarien watches on in great concern for the Chosen of Mystra. She clasps Anglar's hand and leans into him, both seeking comfort and giving to her beloved at the same time. "Rh'iel - please spare us - let Grace Guide us today here - and our Divinity and Highest Selves prevail...." she prays....as eyes fill with tears
anglar 03-03-04, 05:03 PM	Grasps Silmarien's hand. "I will comply with your requests, Lord Priest. For now." Emerald green eyes stare into the face of Aravilar. A smirk creeps across Anglar's face. "I'm glad you're back."
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 05:28 PM	Originally posted by anglar Grasps Silmarien's hand. "I will comply with your requests, Lord Priest. For now." Emerald green eyes stare into the face of Aravilar. A smirk creeps across Anglar's face. "I'm glad you're back." The mage, before allowing the metaconcert to immolate his body, actually allowed a friendly smile to Anglar and said, "Back? Whatever could you mean, back?" The mage's smile was overtaken by the mauve light. :) The Shadow Aravilar merely stood firm and kept its mouth shut. For once. The goddess did the same. For once. But the Aravilar of mortal ken spoke up. "Don't... Don't say goodbye, to me... There's more to love than romance, no? I believe I can love without such, for I have done so before... Love in friendship, instead of being *in love* perhaps..." The Shadow one spoke up. "I wish for her love." The goddess spoke up as well. "I desire her heart." But the mortal Aravilar said, "No. I have more control than that. I believe I can settle this." There's more to love than being *in love*, right? Well, Aravilar may have finally figured that out. "I can be free of this mortal coil of being *in love* and love as a friend, for that is all that I can hope for and more, no?" the mage said, a faint outline of a smile evident in the mauve light. "If the Lord Anglar would not be adverse to such a friendship." The mage shifted uneasily.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-03-04, 05:54 PM	OOC: Anglar...Ava...I cannot bear witness to this. You two are old friends...cant you be mature men and make up? If either of you truly loved Silm you would know that she dosent like you fighting (and if you care about "The real Sil behind the avatar you would know she dosent like it either). Please no more OOCS fighting...I am willing to accept the fact that you two will no longer call eachother friends but I am not willing to see you two fight and keeping making bigger cuts. Also NO INGAME FIGHTING...This is a church and a very special occasion...and as silm perfectly said..."And Frosty is watching too." While I have great friendship with you ava and great respect for you Anglar I will take no side...or at least silms side. IC: Frosty thinking this was not a great time for music gives a little "under the breath" instruction to his guards as they outflank everyone present in the room while one remained at his back. Frost lets his most powerfull blade - The Slingblade - hang loose. He started getting ready to fight, smelling the blood pumping fast in avas veins, and starts planning where to attack, how hard, and how long he should wait before he does strike. After a minute of watching this priest who beatifully intwines without suspicion anglars and avas actions to his service somehow sensing that this priest was truly no average priest. Instead Frosty starts gathering the emotions around him trying preparing to enleash it all against a foe, he wouldent want to spill blood in a temple, again, or on the day of his two good friends wedding. [Mental Sending to Ava] Ava my dear friend I understand your position and your feelings right now. I also understand you want to challange anglar. Remeber he was once your friend. I will not stop you from fighting him but please PLEASE if you are going to challange him...do it tommrow...I will not allow blood to be spilled in a church or on two of my friends wedding. Also as words of advice...(from experiance :P) it would be better to have silm as your friend then have her hating you and still loving anglar...] OOC: My slingblade is bascialy the blade I ripped off demon worshipers. It can spit fire but its powers are based off the weilder. Frosty has just reached the pinnical of skill with the blade, now he can slice mountains in half. However the stronger he got with the blade (most of his friends would know) the less control he had over it. So most likly few see this blade as a threat..for those who know its potienal know he wont use it :P. -------- This no longer applies: Avas post was not posted until I started working on mine...which I started then went back to sorry!
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 06:02 PM	OOC: Frosty, you might want to reread my last post. Ava has given up on being mad at Anglar. Love without being in love, and all that. Aravilar can love Sil as a friend, too, ya know. ;) And perhaps he and Ang can be friends once more...? :D
anglar 03-03-04, 06:18 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia "I can be free of this mortal coil of being *in love* and love as a friend, for that is all that I can hope for and more, no?" the mage said, a faint outline of a smile evident in the mauve light. "If the Lord Anglar would not be adverse to such a friendship." The mage shifted uneasily. [/B] A low chuckle emits from Anglar. "Though different is the love one feels for a friend, it is still as strong as the Love one feels for a Partner. Not only would I be no aversary to such a love and friendship, but I would encourage and hope for such a thing." OOC - Frosty, the last time I was in a church for such an occasion, when all was over, the place literally was covered in blood. Much of it was that of my kinsmen. Ever since then, I've had no qualms about shedding blood in a church, though it is not what I want here in any way.
Priest Of The Land 03-03-04, 06:28 PM	OoC: *smiles for frost* - Frosty - you're a loyal person, and it's a really fine quality. IC: The Priest looks to Frostbite and nods approvingly - Hallowed thine Journey - every Fidelity be thine Guide His attention turns back to Aravilar - the Priest's brow furroughs into knots as he focuses his concentration again. This Ritual is deeply taxing, and The Priest has put his own life in jeopardy. But, this is what his life's purpose is for. He senses that Aravilar's Shift - and he breaks into a smile - one that fills the whole Chapel with peace, stillness, comfort and Grace. "Corellan is Here everyone" he says "He is watching us. And Mystra Arrives. She has a message for Aravilar Holistica". The Priest is Channeling now - bringing Mystra's Message here, without a direct Presence. Be Blessed Chosen. May your Journey be Hallowed, and your Heart Everclear. I see the Getting of Wisdom in your Words. I will *not* abandon you unless you betray Me to your Shadow. As she says the word Shadow - the whole chapel shakes and the lights go dim, and the stars waver momentarily. But Remember Aravilar Holistica - we are all comprised of conflicting parts. We all have a Shadow. You are not Evil. You are Mortal. It is a Mortal's Lot to ......come to terms with The Shadow Self. The Shadow Self is Cast by the passing of Light over your Psyche. This Aspect resides nigh the Demi Plane of Shadow. It will lead to Evil – but only if you allow it. You must succumb to its Call for Evil to be manifest- there are forces in the world that would rub hands in glee - to add your hate to their hate. Thence - all Lights will Go Out. You are Needed Chosen of Mystra. The Pereldar Need you. Anglar needs you and so does Silmarien, Frostbite, Gellion, Tenzhi, and all your friends. Well have you learned that your Shadow seeks to Posess Silmarien. As he says the word “possess” – again the lights in the heavens falter momentarily But knowing this – you shall Prevail over Darkness – and you may find Wholeness. Your Shadow actually seeks Love – but ward!! Know the difference between True Love and Possession. Love seeks not to covet, control, defy, or cage. Love’s Will is for Another to Seek their Own Path and to Choose Freely in all things. Love is glad when the Other is Freedom….. Yet – all this you are learning. And I am Glad. Anglar and Silmarien have chosen each other with Free Will. Anglar…..*will* find friendship for thee – you two must build bridges into each other’s world now….. The Priest then turns to Anglar….
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 06:33 PM	Aravilar silently stood next to the priest, watching intently as he turned to Anglar. "Good Mystra, I hope to thee nothing happens to him," Aravilar said.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-03-04, 06:34 PM	Silmarien studies Aravilar closely and with great concern for her dear friend.....and is awestruck by the Presence of Mystra before Aravilar. She bows her head in humility - and looks into Anglar's eyes "Grace is with us today beloved. Our friend, Aravilar finds his wisdom. And soon - we are be wed." Her faces lights up with happiness.
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 06:41 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Silmarien studies Aravilar closely and with great concern for her dear friend.....and is awestruck by the Presence of Mystra before Aravilar. She bows her head in humility - and looks into Anglar's eyes "Grace is with us today beloved. Our friend, Aravilar finds his wisdom. And soon - we are be wed." Her faces lights up with happiness. Aravilar exclaimed, "Yes, yes! Why are we standing around here when there is a wedding to commence! Chop chop, move forward, yon priest, 'ere *I* get old. And for an immortal elf, that's quite the challenge!" The mage winked at Anglar and Sil. ;)
Priest Of The Land 03-03-04, 06:42 PM	OoC: AND Zollex!! Zollex Aravilar. Great Zollex. Anglar's text en-route....
Priest Of The Land 03-03-04, 07:01 PM	There is a shift in the Priest’s Cadences – minor chords of lamentation and recovering grief shift to major chords, then down an octive. The atmosphere in the Chapel shifts palpably. The Priest retreats inwardly – refocusing his Attunement to Tenzhi the Elf-Bane. …this Being, Anglar will require a distinct Intervention. Focus with me as I call….here….here…here Tenzhi traverses the Realm of Anglar’s Psyche with this Priest seeing Anglar’s mental signature clearly, like a landscape with undulations, mountains, crevices. Places of light and dark. Places of hurt, places of great pain. Suddenly, the Priest exerts a burst of mental Power and releases a Mindshout “NOW TENZHI – ****PUSH****” To the gathering in the Chapel, the guests see the Priest’s aura shift to Indigo from Mauve. He gathers merges Anglar’s Psychic Energy with Divination. “Tyr’s Love Prevail” he Chants The ground trembles as the Priest raises both hands and thrusts them forwards, propelling Indigo power into Anglar – hitting him squarely between the eyes. Anglar is shattered into two beings The Stalwart Warrior of his Persona – vibrant, healthy, well-muscled, and indomitable. and A trembling, shaking, beaten form – bruised and battered. Someone who has been told so many times that they're worthless so many times and shamed by cruelty and abandonment so many times that he almost believes it - even though consciously he knows it not to be true. The priest’s eyes fill with tears of compassion. He turns to the tremulous Aspect Tyr’s Voice – potent and masculine, suddenly fills the chapel: You are so much more worthy than you feel. Your self-hood is Divinely Scarred by the horrors of a hellish childhood. But – I know in my heart that this abuse provokes your healing. You are destined to find Everlasting Love – and it begins in this Moment ***NOW*** There is an explosion of sound and the room fills with the scents of spring blossom. Your marriage to this woman – it is Hallowed and Everlasting Anglar Goldstems. Be content now. To everlasting Love you are propelled. The priest turns then to both Aravilar and Anglar. “What you hate in each other – are now the sources of strength. You reject in the other only those things you reject in the Self. But with this knowing, you are now free to find ***FRIENDSHIP*** Forgive each other’s trespasses.” The Chapel is filled with the sounds of many bells – Let the Wedding Resume
Zollex 03-03-04, 07:09 PM	Zollex just watches the episode with the Shadow Aravilar. Observation was his style; talking too much often put him into a bad situation. "Glad to see you've resolved this, Aravilar," Zollex says to his friend.
aravilar_holistacia 03-03-04, 07:10 PM	Originally posted by Priest Of The Land The priest turns then to both Aravilar and Anglar. “What you hate in each other – are now the sources of strength. You reject in the other only those things you reject in the Self. But with this knowing, you are now free to find ***FRIENDSHIP*** Forgive each other’s trespasses.” The Chapel is filled with the sounds of many bells – Let the Wedding Resume "Here here!" Aravilar said. "Oh!" he cried, raising a hand and summoning a great, gem-encrusted sunblade from thin air. The mage handed the blade to Anglar and said, "I suppose you have enough swords, but this one is special. From the House Leuthilspar, the ones who founded Evermeet. Hope you like it." The blue pommel gem sparkled innocently. Aravilar then handed over a small, marble-and-gold carving of Sil and Anglar, dancing in the firelight of the Halls. "Sil, this one is for you. I hope you like it." The figurines' eyes are in gems, and their clothing entwined in gold and silver. Their hair looks almost flowing--even for a stone sculpture. Aravilar beamed. :D EDIT: Aravilar smiled to Zoll and said, "I suppose it's a step in the right direction."
anglar 03-03-04, 07:14 PM	"Well met, Lady of Mysteries. I hope your son fares well in his upcoming venture." Anglar gives a bow of his head as he says this. "All here are honored by your presence. I do ask your forgiveness for that episode earlier. Hubris amongst piers is . . . unnecessary." Turns to the Lord Priest. "Please continue, many here await the party to follow, and I would like to engage in my life as a married Elf with all haste."
Castor Troy 03-03-04, 07:26 PM	*When Mystra appears Castor sinks low into his seat. "Don't look over here" he repeats in his head over and over again. "Please don't let Her look over here Cause I'm Not Just Castor Troy."*
drachentoeter 03-03-04, 07:27 PM	Drachentoeter watches silently the ceremony. He has donned a linen tunic over which he wears a black velvet tabbard which spots silver inlays of a dragon. Beside him Huaan watches Sil's every movement. (drachentoeter) Huaan, heh, well I guess it's an elven thing ..and has meaning to it. ..... I knew she'd be perfect for you. She is a gentle spirit and wields powerfull magic tempered by compassion. You will learn so much more from here in one day than I could show you in a lifetime. (Huaan) She has allready given me a voice. More than I ever had hoped for. Yes, she is perfect for a Akela. But you my friend, will you be allright? What will you do when I'm not there to watch your back? Drachentoeter almost laughs, remembering the place and the occasion he can catch himself before he'd burst out. What do you mean, what will "I" do without you. Remember I've been doing my thing for 40 years without you. It's been maybe five with you and the first two of those I was occupied with keeping you from killing yourself by being stupid. No, believe me, I'm gonna be allright. Besides, I'm thinking of settling down and ending my career. Remember that Island in the southern sea we went last year. The one with the little bay that forms a harbor. I thougth about buying the inn and the shop beside it. I'd sell the estate and use my trophys and souvenirs as the base stock. I could sell to the royal navy and the pirates and the merchants alike. It is a free city and waypoint for all the fractions involved. (Huaan) Good bye it is then, will you stay for the reception after the wedding? (Drachentoeter) Yes I will, I'll stay for the whole thing. And then it is Good bye, my friend. OOC: Dear Stav, Huaan is all yours now. He has accepted Lady Sil as the leader of his pack and will follow her everywhere. He has a strong connection to his "inner wulf" and is a spiritual creature. He sees the world from the viewpoint of a pack animal and predator. I'd say "tribal" describes it best in human terms.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-03-04, 07:48 PM	Frosty eyeing the priest warily tucks away his sword, starts passing out more alcohal, then starts playing his magical lute which sounds as if it is comming from your heart rather then Frosty --- Frosty looks apon the glory of mystra with a smile...he truly was affraid. Not so much beacuse he was affraid of his weakness just at the sheer power of mystra. Mystra is a Greater God while Luna is only a Celestia Spirit. Mystra also has many more followers and that not only increases her army but makes her personally stronger but Lunas men are dying out and only one of her greatest pack of warriors, the Blessed of Luna, still lives. That one soldier shall not give up his faith but does now come to respect not only mystra...but her chosens as well... -Frosty
Gellion 03-03-04, 08:25 PM	Gellion watches Mystra come and pass, with little attenttion paid to her. "Well, shall we contiune?" :)
anglar 03-03-04, 10:26 PM	Anglar trembles slightly after witnessing again the awesomeness of his Patron Tyr. Tears slowly trickle from an eye down his right cheeck. He glances at his right hand, black, unlike the rest of his skin, which is hued like that of any other High Elf. "Only Rh'iel herself to go," Anglar thinks to himself. OOC - With all these swords I'm getting, I'm going to have to go back and take inventory. I could arm a private strike squad with all of them.
Tenzhi 03-03-04, 11:54 PM	Tenzhi "pushes" where the priest instructs during the ceremony, and his awareness notices another almost undetectable presence within Aravilar's psyche. With a bit of divine sleight-of-mind, Tenzhi snatches the presence - apparently some sort of ephemeral spider - and tucks it away within a pocket-astral-cell to be examined later at his leisure. When the other divine presences come forth, Tenzhi withdraws his own aura so as to appear beneath their notice - now isn't the time to provoke them for there are more important matters to attend.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-04-04, 01:18 AM	OoC: quick post - my apologies - work demands today - had to work it at work. Have had the quickest of scans warm appreciation for your contributions. I'll enjoy reading through posts and posting tunite ic: Silmarien studies Anglar with an intense, warm and compassionate gaze as she re-composes herself - and surveys the guests and Priest. ...how could I refuse such a one as you - never have I been happier beloved... she is overflowing with Joy.
Priest Of The Land 03-04-04, 02:44 AM	OoC: Sil wil post to the Gifts next post..... Nice touch Tenzhi - we shall look forwards!! Mystra to Gellion The Priest's eyes widen momentarily - as the Divine Presence of Mystra notes Gellion. You are....an Unknown here. The Fate of the Lands may turn on your contributions. Do not betray us Gellion.... Mystra to Anglar Hearing Anglar's words, a tear appears in the Priest's eyes. No being in the Multiverse should ever be asked to endure the Suffering that you have endured. This Suffering has been felt as a tremour through the Great Weave and is your greatest Bane and your greatest Gift. This Burden may be Shared. Trust the woman Silmarien. She will sustain you when all other lights go out. My Prayers to you Anglar Goldstem..... Nutha Priest Post next
Priest Of The Land 03-04-04, 03:06 AM	....The Priest is now visibly Aged. His hair is grey where it was jet black and flecked only moments earlier.... Despite enourmous exertion, he is smiling broadly - he is pleased with the result. He looks approvingly at Aravilar and nods in deference to the Chosen. "We are proud of you Aravilar Holistica" he says. "Rh'iel" he says with a radiant smile "wants to speak to the bride and groom..." with that, he refocusses and he again extends his consciousness into multiple planes.....The Love of the Goddess fills his eyes. It is a warm light, and somehow, you see a Woman even though the Priest is male. She is Half-Elven and has jet black hair and a womanly magnetism that is compelling beyond words. All the males in the room have to strive to restrain themselves, although Rh'iel does not intrude on their privacy in any way. She projects enourmous respect for both men and women and will never exploit True people. You also get the sense that she is patient, her temper slow to be raised, but if stirred, unfalteringly fierce. Her eyes promise to turn violent beings into ashes with a glance. Silmarien - you have been Faithful to both Love and Freedom and your Reward is Anglar's Love and also my own. Do not Falter - though the very Foundations of Toril rock with the Rending of The Weave. Anglar Goldstem. Your Courage to Declare Love freely to your Bride, humbles even the Gods. Your character is wayward in one sense - but your Firmament is stronger than the Foundations of the Earth. My Blessing for you and all that you Touch. Before you, the Seventh Age of Aarendor is now open. The Usurper will break his Bounds from Pnatemul in your lifetime. There are none in the Pantheon who can forsee exactly when or under what circumstances. But this we do know: Your Children to Silmarien will be both many and strong - and inheritors to more than you can imagine. And the progenitors of all your friends here today central in the unfolding of the Future. Do Not Falter. And always remember your Love and Faith for Silmarien and most of all - self-love. With that The Priest returns into himself - he leans on the Altar..... Let the Wedding Resume.
anglar 03-04-04, 03:26 AM	Anglar re-firms his hold of Silmarien's hand as Rh'iel appears. He takes in every word she speaks with the utmost humility. When the Goddess finishes speaking, he begins, "Most Caring Rh'iel, it is with Joy and Honor that I accept Silmarien as my Partner in Life. Together we will face any challenges that lay before us. With Your Grace, Tyr's Judgement, Mystra's Shielding, and Corellon's Wisdom we shall endure all, good or evil, that comes before us." "My Love for Silmarien, our Friends, and even those who are my adversaries will never Falter. It is as Constant as the Judgement of Tyr is Fair."
Silmarien Aldalome 03-04-04, 03:35 AM	OoC: ya know - I read the Gift entries, and I really truly got teary. You guyz are absolutely gorgeous! To Caster Troy - Mystra didn't "see" you....can't wait to see what it all means ;) Drachy Silmarien hears Drachentoeter's words and she is suddenly overcome with grief. Because, she senses a departure at some not-to-distant time - and her heart is overcome. Her bright green eyes glisten with moisture as she clasps Drachy's hands. She says "You must visit sometime - promise me my old friend - and Anglar and I must see your home also. Your company at our wedding is a great Honour....but Celebrate with us after the Ceremony - a party to never be forotten. She turns to Huaan and thinks to herself "Akela" - "You are a beautiful creature." she says to him. "I will never command you as a servant. While you walk by my side, it is with Freedom. I sense, though, Huaan, that your Journey with us will not be easy. On dark roads we may have yet to walk, where Rh'iel's light will Guide us." Frosty Silmarien delights at the sound of Flute under the open night sky. All around her is only Joy - for her friends gather to celebrate. As the flute sounds in the night airs, a gentle breeze blows in from the ancient Forest and fair Tilion (the moon) graces the Guests with his warm Light. Aravilar When Silmarien sees the Gift of Sculpture, she bursts into unrestrained tears. She is humbled. "This is beautiful Aravilar Holistica - your own work, and your hand was Guided by Mystra in the Crafting. Chosen of Mystra - we are Honoured." She then bows low before Aravilar - extending him the Honour deserving of those who walk with Silverfire to Heal the Weave. "May your Healing protect the Weave ever from Harm". OoC: I await Anglar's Lead
Tenzhi 03-04-04, 04:21 AM	Originally posted by anglar With Your Grace, Tyr's Judgement, Mystra's Shielding, and Corellon's Wisdom Of course he forgets he also has the Elf-Bane's Blessing, the old man thinks to himself. Ah well - given the irony of such a blessing I should probably forgive him his transgression. Besides, he muses as he smiles beamingly at the couple standing at the altar, if he knew why he had My Blessing he would be even less inclined to be thankful of it.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-04-04, 04:36 AM	Silmarien reflects to herself Neither The Priest, Anglar nor I would dare to presume that our thank-you's were welcome to Tenzhi - who is a Force unto himself.....it is as the Priest said - his Mental Signature is - distinct. Yet I love him as a dear friend - he has saved this day from ruin She turns to Anglar - and whispers in his ear, while clasping his hand firmly...."dear - is the Priest waiting for our Vows...."
aravilar_holistacia 03-04-04, 06:35 AM	Aravilar sat down in the front row of seats... and a ghostly visage of a dark-brown haired elven girl appeared next to him. The image slowly became more corporeal... until sitting inside the chapel was Hanali herself. Aravilar turned his head to her and smiled before looking back to Sil and Anglar. The goddess merely looked to the couple, awating the final vows. Her face was radiating beauty over the whole ceremony... and Aravilar, for the first time, could not find anything to worry about. What a wonder it was, for a Chosen of Mystra to have no worries. :D
Tenzhi 03-04-04, 09:01 AM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia What a wonder it was, for a Chosen of Mystra to have no worries. :D OOC: ::twitches:: ::breaks into song:: Hakuna Matata... what a wonderful phrase... Hakuna Matata... ain't no passin' craze... It means no worries for the rest of your days... It's our problem free philosophy: Hakuna Matata!!! ::wonders off humming, chortling, and bashing his head into nearby objects:: :twitch: :twitch: :banghead: :looloo:
anglar 03-04-04, 05:49 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome dear - is the Priest waiting for our Vows...." Whispers, "We haven't done that yet?" Face goes pale. Swallows hard. Composes himself and faces Silmarien, "My Love, I never truly belived that I could be Happy again. You proved I was wrong. For once, I was glad to be wrong. I stand here today with you, before our friends, out oved ones, and even before the gods themselves, to Promise to you that I will Love you, and I will let nothing come between us, whatever may befall us. With you by my side, I know WE will come through it. So, it is my solemn Vow to Love as I love no other."
Silmarien Aldalome 03-04-04, 06:50 PM	By your side I walk, without coercion and with Joy. I bring you Strength in return to give and to share when you feel indomintable, and when you feel broken and small. You have chosen to walk by my side. And this brings me Hope and Sustenance. I bring you Loyalty in return, council without coersion, and silence when words are without meaning. In Freewill I accept. Knowning with open eyes that you have many moods, shades and aspects. Your Journey is forever Sacred. I give a Promise to honour that as sacrosanct, and to never use you as a vehicle for my personal designs. And even my body I give - that it may nurture children and bequeath sacred Life to our sons and daughters. And most importantly, my bravehearted Anglar - for the courage you bring - I choose to see past the confines of body and witness your Divinity with humility and compassion. Your Journey is forever Sacred. In Life and with what Time given to us. Her eyes look intensely at you - their Green is suddenly very piercing I will not fail you she adds as she leans forwards - and kisses the groom. The Priest says: As is appropriate!.....hang on, let me change avatars *chuckles*
Priest Of The Land 03-04-04, 07:14 PM	The Priest is grinning a very toothy smile. He nods quietly as he hears the couple take charge of their own vows. As they do this, he Incants and Hallows the Vows - singing in rich melodic tenor - and then accompanied by the Pereldar, who are in a half-circle - with Zollex at the helm. With open eyes and knowing hearts Like those before and many to come The Day is Yours to Celebrate Your Sacred Choice and Time Unfolds Before us All and in our Halls Rh'iel Is Grace and Goddess of Love Tyr's Judgement lent to those who Trust Mystra's Shield of Magic Weave Corellon's Wisdom and Elven Breath The Priest says I pronounce you both man and wife, and woman and husband Praises Be! We got through! He turns to the newcomer Hanali. Look hither guests. He says - 'twould seem that Hanali has chosen alike to Melian. Your Lore may tell you that Melian was a Maia - who Descended from Divinity to assume Elven Form, for love of Elu Thingol. And thence, together, they build Menegroth, that was an ancient Elven kingdom of the Sindarin Elves.....ahh, how I recall the Elven Grace that carved that place. Silvery white was Menegroth, and illuminated with Elven magic, and decorated with such beauty! Welcome Hanali - for Love you have Returned to the Mortal World. Let The Celebrations Begin
aravilar_holistacia 03-04-04, 07:46 PM	Aravilar smiled widely and said, "Hail, the married couple!" The guests applauded, "Hail, Anglar and Silmarien!" The mage stood and said, "Now, where is that... elven whiskey.... hmmm, Hanali dear, have you seen the rum.... A drink, I think, a drink with the groom I will have..." The goddess smiled, blushing and giggling, and said, "Oh, silly Aravilar!" The mage pulled a brown bottle of liquor from his cloak. "Ah, here it is! Here here, yon groom! Here here, yon Anglar-friend!" The mage summoned two tumblers and poured two inches of liquid into them. "Here here, drink up, yon newlywed!" For then, Aravilar looked around and noticed he was drinking in a church. "Oh, my," he exclaimed before handing the other tumbler to Anglar and walking towards the reception hall. The goddess merely laughed.
drachentoeter 03-04-04, 07:52 PM	LONG LIVE ANGLAR, LONG LIVE THE LADY, Come on people let's drink and eat much to much, let's party like there is no tomorrow
anglar 03-04-04, 07:55 PM	Grabs Sil and Kisses her passionately for about 10 seconds and then simply holds her close. Turning to those gathered "Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my great honor to ask you to stay and help us celebrate our Union with drink, food, song, dance, and games. I leave it too our Bardic Friends to challenge us with their very best. I do request some appropriate from our first dance. Otherwise, LET'S PARTY!" Accepts the tumbler for Ava and drinks heartily.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-04-04, 08:05 PM	She studies the guests, looks to Anglar - and leans her head on his shoulder. She then sees Drachy and nods, and smiles when Hanali and Aravilar set about mingling with the guests. "LET'S DANCE" she says "Frosty! The Bards - !!" as she grabs the groom and runs with him to nab guests and drags them onto the dance floor - all the while smiling..." OoC: I'll be back in about 2 - **CELEBRATE**
drachentoeter 03-04-04, 08:15 PM	Drachentoeter walks over to the old man they call Tenzhi. Err, excuse me fellow senior citizen. What do you think about challenging a couple of the young pups here to a sophisticated, highly educated contest of skill. Say who can drown more whiskey and wine in a shorter time?
aravilar_holistacia 03-04-04, 08:20 PM	OOC: There is no tomorrow, drachen, there is no tomorrow :rofl::rofl: Before Aravilar could say anything, he was rather harshly pulled onto the dance floor by Hanali. "My lady, why must I--" "Dance, Aravilar!" the goddess said as she wrapped her arms around him. The mage sighed and said, "As you wish, as you wish..." OOC: Is this a slow dance or a quicker one? :confused: :D
Gellion 03-04-04, 08:53 PM	Gellion watches as many people begin to dance. He muses about a long forgotten time eons ago
aravilar_holistacia 03-04-04, 09:13 PM	Aravilar sat down with the goddess after the song was over. He pulled out a quill and paper and began to write... Hanali looked at this writing from her place at his side, her head resting on his shoulder. Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow: And yet to times in hope, my verse shall stand. Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. Aravilar furrowed his brow and crumpled the paper. Those lips that Love's own hand did make, Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate', To me that languish'd for her sake: But when she saw my woeful state, Straight in her heart did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was us'd in giving gentle doom; And taught it thus anew to greet; 'I hate' she alter'd with an end, That followed it as gentle day, Doth follow night, who like a fiend From heaven to hell is flown away. 'I hate', from hate away she threw, And sav'd my life, saying 'not you'. "That's a bit better," the mage said. The goddess murmured something that Aravilar did not catch. Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, That she, dear She, might take some pleasure of my pain, Pleasure might cause her read, reading might make her know, Knowledge might pity win, and pity grace obtain,— I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe; Studying inventions fine, her wits to entertain, Oft turning others' leaves to see if thence would flow Some fresh and fruitful showers upon my sun-burned brain. But words came halting forth, wanting invention's stay; Invention, nature's child, fled step-dame Study's blows, And others' feet still seemed but strangers in my way. Thus, great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, Fool, said my muse to me, look in thy heart and write. "Perfect," Aravilar said happily, putting away the featherèd pen and folding the paper neatly. He said to the chestnut-haired girl, "I believe this sums it all up, no?" "What was *that* all about?" she asked, slightly interested. "It is just a memory to myself of something I once had," Aravilar replied, "something that was slightly in vain." The goddess merely shifted in her place on the plush couch, sighing happily and whispering, "It is only with you that my happiness is completed." "I try," the archmage responded, cradling the girl's head. Aravilar watched the dancers until he too became weary, and he lay his head back, closing his eyes. The Chosen may not be able to sleep, he thought, but I *can* relax a bit. EDIT: If anyone can tell me who wrote these you get a :cookie: :D Hint: at least one *is* shakespeare
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-04-04, 10:16 PM	Frost looks at the happy couple Congrats My dear friends Lord Anglar and Lady Silm He takes up his lute, casts and enchantment of endurance, and plays until the moon raises and falls a couple times -Frosty
Silmarien Aldalome 03-04-04, 11:34 PM	As the poetry reading proceeds - Sil extends her hand to Anglar - and the Bards play a Waltzy number. Cheek to cheek - they dexterously manoever throughout the guest - turning a normally very structured dance into an elegant series of well-sequenced acrobatic waltzing. Several members of the crowd gasp and clap - as Anglar tosses Sil into the air - as his muscles flex and ripple. He finds her gaze during the dance at appropriate moments. You can see from Sil's intense returned gazes, that she has strong feelings for Anglar Goldstems. Upon hearing Drachy's challenge - Sil's eyes widen in excitement - she says to Anglar "Do you dare to take the challenge....husband?" She encourages Anglar to approach Drachy..... Huaan is part of the party - he is given substantial chunks of well-cooked meats and Sil ensures any specific requests are also bestowed....
Silmarien Aldalome 03-04-04, 11:38 PM	Originally posted by Gellion Gellion watches as many people begin to dance. He muses about a long forgotten time eons ago Sil finds Gellion - and sees that he is reflective from long-gone days. "Mortality Gellion." she muses "come join us my friend".
anglar 03-05-04, 12:10 AM	After finishing his dance with his bride, "I'd take you up on that except I have plans for afterwards that will require more stamina than the drink will allow for. Besides, I hate to be bested by mine own Wife, much less those of your considerable stature." He joins Sil in trying to bring Gellion into more of a joyous mood. "Gell, too long did I need reminding of the trappings of mortallity. You are amongst Friends who love and respect you. Please, do us the honor of showing us what it really means to live Life to the fullest of each moment." "Frosty! Play something! Play something with b*lls! I want to strut!" OOC - I'll give a :cookie: :cookie: to anyone who can name the two movies I just used there.
Tenzhi 03-05-04, 12:19 AM	The old man waves his hand in polite refusal at Drach. "As much as I enjoy putting youngsters in their place, such a contest would be unfair - for even fermented Ambrosia whose heady fumes alone may make mortals swoon is no more than purest water to me." "However," he says as he grabs a bottle from a nearby caddy, "I will have one drink and toast the newlyweds..." And with that he jumps up on a table and jangles his staff to get everyone's attention.
drachentoeter 03-05-04, 01:54 AM	Mortals, Purest water, hmmm....... Poor guy doesn't even know what he's missing. Grabs himself a bottle from the caddy and waits what the "old man" has to say in his toast.
Tenzhi 03-05-04, 04:04 AM	When the old man finally has everyone's attention (or at least the majority - some elves will only cease frolicking with a sword through their gut) he clears his throat and begins to speak. "It is said that Love is the greatest Doom that can befall a person - and never has that been truer than with these two. One could say that they were doomed from the start, and anyone looking upon them now with eyes that See can perceive that they are madly in doom with each other." The old man pauses purposefully. "Some of you who know of me (or have heard rumours) are likely wondering why I've come bringing blessings rather than following my... 'normal inclinations' - and many of you are so deep in your cups that you probably wouldn't notice even if I DID follow them." The old man pauses again, this time getting a few chuckles and odd looks. "I am here as a matter of Prophesy. This union is quite an auspicious event, and one that I have awaited for quite some time..." The old man pauses again, and when next he speaks his words carry the palpable weight of Prophesy and Truth such that even those who were sleeping shall remember his words long after even if only in distant dreams: "For because of this union Day & Night shall become twins. The Sun shall rival the Moon as siblings, and their rivalry will hold up a mirror to the past. If the Sun sets and the Moon goes dark then Night shall reign eternal. If the Sun devours the Moon there may be a lasting peace. If the Moon goes Red then all is lost. The only thing that is certain, is that the end of the Day will come and the past shall be resolved." And, having said his peace the old man knocks back the entire bottle of elvish spirits in one long drink before hopping unceremoniously off of the table and taking a seat.
aravilar_holistacia 03-05-04, 06:43 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi And, having said his peace the old man knocks back the entire bottle of elvish spirits in one long drink before hopping unceremoniously off of the table and taking a seat. "Here here!" Aravilar said to the audience. He then said to Hanali, "Nisi amicus noster inebrius est, scio quam loqui possumus quam fortasse sapiens Tenzhi est. Sed ego felicior quam Tenzhi est... Non dea puella amarum habet Tenzhi!" Aravilar smiled and kissed the goddess, who smiled back into the kiss... "Non sapiens Tenzhi est, sed Tenzhi est inebrius, certes! Scio quam necesse est sibi dormire; fortasse, necesse est nobis dormire; quam fessa sum! Reire ad Arvandore possumus?" "Not yet," Aravilar replied. "I think we should stay just a bit longer."
Tenzhi 03-05-04, 08:52 AM	OOC: Inebrius my asinus! Dagnabbit, where's my Latin translator when I need it? Let's see if I can get the gist on my own: "Either Tenzhi's drunk or he just blessed our people. There's just no telling with that guy, maybe he's just bitter because he doesn't have a girl-goddess." "Tenzhi's not a nice guy, he's drunk for certain! And this sentence is totally about the necessity of knowledge and sleep! Should we return to Arvandore?" And this is the part where my head explodes. ;)
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-05-04, 10:16 AM	"Hmm anglar you want to dance do you? Ever heard of the spanish tango?" Although Frostys instrument stays the same, he plays a varity of music from a varity of places including a few tunes from the modern world of darkness. He feels evil tingels running down his neck as he is joining worlds which should not be joined. He continous to play music from all over the world and even a few songs from the (I have to look up name but it was an elven "city" in the High Forest known for having music that is worth more then many blocks of mithril) which most bards would jelously keep secret. This bard however...knows how to make sure secrets dont leave the room. OOC: Anglar I might have to stop soon, I am not sure how long all these old magic friends of your can keep going :). That reminds me...am I the only non-magic reliant here? Besides my little bard magic I really dont have that much...of course I got a few "Tricks up my sleeve" but I am not really a spellcaster like the majority of you are :). -Frosty
Gellion 03-05-04, 01:42 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Sil finds Gellion - and sees that he is reflective from long-gone days. "Mortality Gellion." she muses "come join us my friend". Gellion looks at both Silmarien and Anglar and gently shakes his head, then smiles. "I shall be alright. For I already do live my life to the fullest, I just live it differently than most."
Salothil 03-05-04, 01:51 PM	Noting the lutist's glance about the musicians, a white-and-flame-haired drow dressed in a long red silk dress pulls her tune to the forefront, offering wordlessly to take the lead for awhile with a tiny smirk and a raised brow. The flute she holds is small and well-wrought metal, and her playing echoes softly of Frostbite_Ravenheart's dark songs, and she plays well, disciplined. She seems quite energetic, possibly due to her less pronounced presence. OOC: Er, hi all. *smiles* I was invited to this lovely ceremony and shindig, and have spent the majority of my evenings this week working, and so haven't had much of a chance to join in 'til now. She's also a bardic caster, Frosty, so we're on the same ground. [I have your instrument right, right?]
drachentoeter 03-05-04, 02:16 PM	"For because of this union Day & Night shall become twins. The Sun shall rival the Moon as siblings, and their rivalry will hold up a mirror to the past. If the Sun sets and the Moon goes dark then Night shall reign eternal. If the Sun devours the Moon there may be a lasting peace. If the Moon goes Red then all is lost. The only thing that is certain, is that the end of the Day will come and the past shall be resolved." Hey, Mr. Immortal, what the heck is that supposed to mean? Can you make sense of this and if not why did you have to say something at all? I thought you wanted to toast to the newly weds. Instead you come up with a bloody prophesy.
anglar 03-05-04, 06:25 PM	Originally posted by Frostbite_Ravenheart "Hmm anglar you want to dance do you? Ever heard of the spanish tango?" -Frosty Tell me Frosty, because I need to know - :D Anglar engages Silmarien in a dance fitting of Frostbite and Salothil's tune. They move across the dance floor with the fluidity of snakes. Anglar spins, tosses, and dips Silmarien as if she weighed only a few pounds, but each time he brings her back close to him, as if they are about to become one person.
Tenzhi 03-06-04, 12:10 AM	Originally posted by drachentoeter Hey, Mr. Immortal, what the heck is that supposed to mean? Can you make sense of this and if not why did you have to say something at all? I thought you wanted to toast to the newly weds. Instead you come up with a bloody prophesy. "I don't need to make sense of it, for it makes sense of itself to anyone who's paying attention. "And it followed the usual conventions of a toast - a weak attempt at humour, followed by a slightly better attempt, followed by an important wish for the couples' future. "If elves follow different toasting conventions, you'll have to forgive me for being unaware of them as I usually toast elves in a MUCH different fashion."
aravilar_holistacia 03-06-04, 12:15 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi OOC: Inebrius my asinus! Dagnabbit, where's my Latin translator when I need it? Let's see if I can get the gist on my own: "Either Tenzhi's drunk or he just blessed our people. There's just no telling with that guy, maybe he's just bitter because he doesn't have a girl-goddess." "Tenzhi's not a nice guy, he's drunk for certain! And this sentence is totally about the necessity of knowledge and sleep! Should we return to Arvandore?" And this is the part where my head explodes. ;) OOC: Damn, Tenzhi, that's a pretty damn good translation if I do say so myself. :D "Postquam Anglar Silmarienque saltare terminaverint, discedere possumus," Aravilar said.
anglar 03-06-04, 12:22 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi "If elves follow different toasting conventions, you'll have to forgive me for being unaware of them as I usually toast elves in a MUCH different fashion." :rofl: :rofl: "Just to be irritating. Tenzhi, Lord Elf-Bane, Eat Me!"
Tenzhi 03-06-04, 12:41 AM	The eldest casts a toothy grin at Anglar and replies, "Rest assured, Sir Groom, I eventu-already willen have." (Special thanks to "Dr Dan Streetmentioner's Time Traveller's Handbook of 1001 Tense Formations")
kedi 03-06-04, 03:49 AM	*enters, has some boxes in his hand* "Sorry to miss the wedding, well, shoping took a lot.* *Hands one big box to sis, one small to anglar* "The "tome of ancient peredhil stories" is for you sis, and the "drow high-magi" is for you ang. Take good care of sis khal'abbil. Now, you told me about the cake-...." *picks up a plate, takes some cake."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-06-04, 08:24 PM	Originally posted by kedi *enters, has some boxes in his hand* "Sorry to miss the wedding, well, shoping took a lot.* *Hands one big box to sis, one small to anglar* "The "tome of ancient peredhil stories" is for you sis, and the "drow high-magi" is for you ang. Take good care of sis khal'abbil. Now, you told me about the cake-...." *picks up a plate, takes some cake." Kedi! Welcome back! How was your erm...Trip? I will assume everythings alright for now? Or must my parter-in-bardism be leaving now? Anywho If you must go fear not for me! A new dark elf is in town and shes knows how to play the lute too! Hello, Farwell, my blessing goes with you when ever and where ever you travel! Frost looks to sao (Thats your new nickname) "Your a friend of a silms or ava? Or did one of there guests invite you? Nevertheless I will gracefully allow you to play with me...Good or not everyone plays better together! OOC: Salo I am a well...Bard/Ranger/Paladin who has for some reason combinded into the were-wolf/paladin I was from the WoD games. They are RP Games that use dice however they are not made by WoTC they are made by White Wolf. Long story how they got combinded. Normally I take up the role as the bard beacuse I am surrounded by Wizards and Ancient Elf-God-Eating-Tenzils so they dont need anyone to fill the paladin/ranger nich...however none of these folks (with the exceptino of prehaps silm) can hold a tune. Anywho a word of advice is to tag on a few levels of bard to yourself...we have one guy here whos has a cr of 83...I wont mention this stronger-then-a-god-yet-a-chosen-of-a-gods (:rolleyes:) name. Anyways be welcome to the party and the thread! -Frosty
Silmarien Aldalome 03-06-04, 09:13 PM	OoC: The **most** important things first WELCOME KEDSTER - we thought we lost you there for a while.... AND welcome Salothil IC: Sil sees Kedi's late entrance - and despite prophetic warnings - or because of them, she sends Tenzhi a sharp glance "I have something of a response Elf-Bane" - before turning her attention to Kedi. "Well-met Kedi". She takes the Ancient Tome and says "This book - bears ancient reference to the Prophesy of Aarendor - as Tenzhi has so named it. Your Gift is a timely arrival Kedi, and a sign that the Seventh Age will change our world." She turns to Salothil and studies the Drow's smirk - as the Bardic sounds fill the airs. Sil is stirred with memory of summer time breeze, and village life - in the mountains, where crickets sound, and the sounds of goats bells clang as goat-shepherds wander the terraced lands. Ava Sil grins as she sees Aravilar, Hanali and Tenzhi exchange words in a language she doesn't understand. Stin e-ya-sas, kye megali zoi! Oloi ti zoi einai oreo! Hronia Polla! Drachy Sil studies the exchange between Drachentoeter and Tenzhi - and her face sets into a steely focus. You know this look - it is one that conveys her resolute and indomitable nature. Yet - at the same time, it also shows her warmer side. "Drachy - our Tenzhi will order the Universe as is his wont. This is his Will and Wyrding. Strange, in one sense in that he is mysterious. But also - all is as it should be. Come - let us try another route" as she says this, her face lights up, and she smiles warmly at you....
Silmarien Aldalome 03-06-04, 09:37 PM	Originally posted by anglar After finishing his dance with his bride, "I'd take you up on that except I have plans for afterwards that will require more stamina than the drink will allow for. Besides, I hate to be bested by mine own Wife, much less those of your considerable stature." He joins Sil in trying to bring Gellion into more of a joyous mood. "Gell, too long did I need reminding of the trappings of mortallity. You are amongst Friends who love and respect you. Please, do us the honor of showing us what it really means to live Life to the fullest of each moment." "Frosty! Play something! Play something with b*lls! I want to strut!" As Anglar speaks, sil nods to herself. When Anglar is talking - and he looks to her "..besides, I hate to be bested by mine own Wife..." she grins broadly - her face shows pride. She does not fear Anglar's strengths. "..for these are also why I married him. Besides - Rh'iel's wyrding is something for considerable endurance." she says to him with affection. When they dance you see that clearly two people they are - but there is a great attunement in their movement. A rhythm that shows subtle understanding of the other. And through the movements, you also see a third aspect - the greater whole and greater circle that surrounds two circles in contact. They are three circles - each one full circle - and the third that defines the "life" of two who stand side-by-side. In this Moment when - Silmarien turns her attention to Tenzhi. ....Love is the Choice to share in another's Journey. The Doom of this when chosen with Open Eyes - is Happiness. The Heart - if Open - is a bearing of Joy in the Walk of Life. The Sharing of Truth in Union mitigates against the Doom of Powerlessness. *she and Anglar Dance - clasping hands - and sharing joy* I am gladdened by your words Elf-Bane - the fear that rings with them is not my master. Fear only provokes my emergence into Courage....
Silmarien Aldalome 03-06-04, 09:44 PM	"For because of this union Day & Night shall become twins. The Sun shall rival the Moon as siblings, and their rivalry will hold up a mirror to the past. If the Sun sets and the Moon goes dark then Night shall reign eternal. If the Sun devours the Moon there may be a lasting peace. If the Moon goes Red then all is lost. The only thing that is certain, is that the end of the Day will come and the past shall be resolved." Silmarien says "HAIL Great Elf-Bane! Then - let us Celebrate - for The Day that Arrives - when the past shall be resolved. Let the Sun Rise and the Moon Shine in Full - and let those who Rival as Siblings with the might of Sun and Moon **COME FORTH*** for the Seventh Age is upon us - and it is ours to Live! Blessed is all of Life - Amen!
Salothil 03-06-04, 09:59 PM	"I was invited officially by Anglar, actually. We go back." The corner of her mouth curls up slightly as she tongues a brief trill before continuing. "Indeed. Two sounds are fuller, more resonant than one." She joins the tune then, swaying to the music, eyes burning as she offers a wink and nod to Sil, a quick wave promising a proper greeting later. OOC: Thanks Sil. Glad and pleased to be here, late or no. :D Frosty: Thank you. *grins* She's Bard/Rogue. Depending on the point in her development, Bard/Assassin. I'm not going to mention level, as I've not played her IRL for a long time, but the number's still a little embarrassing [though not 83. maybe half that]. Plus, you know, the half-elemental thing. [Yay for bored wizards. I'm not stupid enough to think fire elementals breed in captivity with drow, but that's another thread. :) ]
Zollex 03-06-04, 10:25 PM	Zollex walked over to Silmarien and Anglar, Aicanár perched on his shoulder. As he walked up to the newlywed couple, he took the black cloth from his belt. "I have something for you that I picked up on my journeys. I hope you like it." Zollex spread the black cloth out on the floor, and cast a spell. A statue floated up from the cloth. The statue was carved from fine marble. The statue depicted Corellon Larethian, wielding Sahandrian in a ready stance. The half-elf picked up his portable hole and set the statue down on the ground. "I picked it up in Myth Drannor. A golem was chasing me at the time. When the golem saw the statue, it just walked away. Interesting enchantment for a lawn ornament."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-06-04, 10:37 PM	Ahh Myth Drannor...I loved the old ages...when elves and men lived in relative peace...if not...then atleast they were equal. Sadly know the elves have been dimished to nothing more then the crazed moon, wild and wood elves too stuborn to leave to evermeet. The rest of the elves are behind evermeet, prehaps it is the most defended place in all of toril yet I still consider it hiding. Luerin! That was the name of the elven city of the High Forest. A great place indeed, uncourpted still and defended to the last breath by many elves. Ah there music so great! Their food so tasty! Their wine so good even the ale-loving dwarves value it! OOC: Anglar are you a spellcaster or a fighter? I know your a "Man of Tyr" but I am slightly confused as to what that means. -Frosty
Gellion 03-06-04, 11:50 PM	Gellion listens to the music that is being played and relaxes a bit. He takes notice of Tenzhi, the ones they call the Elf Bane, but does not say anything to him.
Tenzhi 03-07-04, 12:59 AM	Having said his piece, Tenzhi finds a secluded corner and apparently dozes off. In reality, he is looking within to the Astral pocket he placed that spider into. He withdraws its wriggling form and examines it carefully. After a few moments he crushes it and thinks to himself, So - I wonder what She was up to?
Silmarien Aldalome 03-08-04, 01:51 AM	Sil acknowledges Gellion with a nod - noting his inwardly directed stance.... .....The music that Salothil and Frosty bring has rhythm melody and carries the promise of Summer. But it is also magically laced as Bardic chords share a vibrance with the merry-making guests. Without words - the music leaves an imprint of meaning in your psyche your life is a priceless Gift - every Moment Eternal. Be Uplifted by the magesty and mystery of it - it is a winding river of clear blue waters - filled with your emotional life and your memory... It is now fully dark, and food is brought to the guests in the open-roofed hall. Sconces dance merrily on the walls as starlight and moonlight floods the room. The airs fill with the aroma of fresh Lembas and seasoned forest foods. There is forest game, deer, venison - and several species of mushroom. On every table there are colourful spices - rich autumnal colours and vibrant greens, blues, even purples. Each has a distinct aroma and compliments each dish in its own way. The people who bring the food interact with the guests - answering any questions about the food, its preparation and the nature of the spices....the mauve lifts the sweetness of potatoe....the red is for heat.....the blue to cool the mouth from chilli... As the Bards work, an image of the Sea appears, and sunlight-drenched shores, where a small Elvish town nestles on the shore. The warm evening breeze blows in off the ocean, and several groups of Elves sit at tables watching the sun move westwards......One of the Elves shares a striking similarity to Salothil - but she does not have the characteristic dark features of a Drow......they are huddled over a map, and a Mithril Lantern sheds dappling light over the sea. The lantern is in the image of trees that spiral to a leafy top, and light shines outwards from leaves and between tree-trunks.... As the music plays, .....Sil reflects on Tenzhi's words - she casts her mind back to the days when she was studying her Tomes........This Prophesy - is ours to weave into our lives....we shall convene about its meaning - at a Great Council - and debate our options - after the celebrations.... When Sil hears Salothil's words - ....then from "way back" Anglar finds his way Here. Your Gifts to him of yesteryear are part of who he is today - therefore - you have my gratitude - though your words are clearly many-layered. *mental smile*+irony - as is your wont.... When Sil sees Corellan Larethian, wielding Sahandrian - her eyes fill with gratitude. "Humbled we are by your Gift Zollex. For Myth Drannor is not for the feint hearted, and this Gift must have come at considerable risk to you." As she studies the art, she reflects on Elvish history ...for the Drow and the Elves were not always a sundered people.....what hurt does our Deity bear with him from Lloth's betrayal....and who knows what hidden Lore drives this wedge between the two ever deeper....no news from Zirgal or Matron Mother. This silence scares me more than confrontation.....and yet more - what of Evermeet? Where now are the heroes of Ages gone by.....
aravilar_holistacia 03-08-04, 02:26 PM	"Perhaps it is time for me to leave?" Aravilar asked no one in particular. "My time here is up, I think." The mage stood, and the goddess merely said, "Are you not enjoying this revel?" The mage turned around and said, "It is enjoyable, of course. But there is no more joy in reveling in this light today... perhaps it is time to allow the bride and groom to themselves." The goddess shrugged. "It is so, then. Goodbye, happily-wed mortals of love and life; I smile on your union," the goddess said, standing and preparing to leave. "Go on ahead, Hanali; I shall meet you thither," Aravilar said. "Anglar." Aravilar went up to the man and said, "My apologies, my lady," he said to Silmarien, "but I must speak with your Lord." "Lord Anglar, please, come with me." The mages walked into the gardens, his star-cloak rippling behind him in the gentle breeze.
aravilar_holistacia 03-08-04, 02:28 PM	documenta secunda odi
anglar 03-08-04, 06:17 PM	Frosty - Anglar is both a Wizard and a Fighter, though he thinks of himself as a Fighter who uses spells to augment his abilities. As he is still a strictly 2E character, he is a FTR/WIZ of 20th level. It's quite an ordeal to get him there owing that my DM enforces the level restrictions by having non-humans earn twice the XP to advance in levels beyond the racial limitations. Usually, Anglar is satisfied to let others cast the spells while he dispenses with foes in a more physical manor. As for him worshipping Tyr instead of an Elven Deity, when Anglar's first wife and parents were killed he went through a period of about six months of game time where religion just wasn't important to him. Tyr, God of Retribution and Justice, visited him in a dream, and Anglar has been one of Tyr's Faithful ever since. IC- Anglar walks with Ava in the gardens. "Now what is it you wanted to talk with me about, Aravilar? Things are well for you, I hope."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-08-04, 07:49 PM	OOC: *Nods* Thank you for that backround. Tyr is a good deity but I much prefer torm who is more the offense of justice while his master tyr is the defender/policer/makersafer IC- With ava gone frosty keeps an eye on his god-daughter. Not beacuse he fears that she will get hurt or that he would have more power to stop an attack then she would but beacuse if shes anything like her father... OOC: No offense Ava my good lord but this way I can jump in to anything with hana. I would much rather deal with a portfolio closer to my "intrests" then with the rest of these crazy lots. Oh and he is neither trying to close his mind from her or trying not to look suspicious. He dosent really care beacuse... hes frosty? (my applogize to caster troy) -Frosty
aravilar_holistacia 03-08-04, 08:43 PM	When Aravilar reached the gardens' center, he stopped and allowed Anglar to catch up. As the man approached, Aravilar said, "I wanted to congratulate you again." Of course, no elf would leave it at that. "I must away again, and I do not know when I will return," the Val'istar pointed out. "Dark clouds gather on the horizon, even on this day of joy and happiness... Evil does not wait for joy to pass before it strikes; nay, evil strikes at the height of fun and games." The mage turned around to face Anglar. "Have you ever... looked out over the ocean at sunset, and for a split second you felt as if you would go down, over the horizon, with the sun? The Island of the Elves is calling, I think, calling to me, calling to Hanali, and calling to all the Tel'Quessir. Queen Amlaruil Moonflower is the queen of all the Elves, and she is calling for aid. It seems not even the Island Home is protected from the evil of the undead. "Simply put, the island of Evermeet is being attacked by undead drow. And the Queen is calling for aid." Aravilar paused long enough to think through his next few words. "I do not ask you to come with me. I do not ask Silmarien to come with me, nor Frostbite, Gellion, and most especially I do not ask Tenzhi to go with me. But..." The mage lost his words. "But if I were to call upon you, would you come to my aid?" There was a long silence. Aravilar looked up into the night sky, where the shining stars were twinkling innocently. "I've never had to leave all of my friends in the entire multiverse in one night, Ang."
anglar 03-08-04, 09:10 PM	Anglar ponders the words Aravilar has just spoken to him for a moment. "What you would ask of me is no small thing, but then whatever is between friends. My only hesitation is that I'm not sure I'm allowed on the ground of Evermeet. Being 1/4 Drow does have its dis advantages as well. Yet, I owe a debt of gratitude to Evermeet anyway. The High Mages there saw fit to grant the request of Angelina's Father to give to me a parchment that could reverse undeath. He did this knowing that He and his wife would forfeit their mortal lives when I used the parchment. That is how much Angelina meant to them. I sometimes wonder if I did the right thing in listening to Angelina when she begged me to use it instead on a human girl who had aided me in entering the house of the Gothiccas. Yet, I know I did not error. She always knew what was best. I only ask that you allow me to discuss the matter with Silmarien before we join you on Evermeet. May the gods watch over you in all that you do. If you must leave now, then make haste. I shall not be far behind."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-08-04, 09:12 PM	Frosty noticing the late hour and the people starting to dance less and less he hands over the remaining music to his bard-in-fellowship saol. He walks over to the goddes hes been "watching over" for a while and kisses her hand saying "Let me intoduce myself to you my lady...I am Frostbite Ravenheart...also known as Frosty the arch-bard of the council of archmages. I am a friend of many people here today including your father Ava. I fill all the niches between your father and all our friends...I am the bard...the crusader...forester and I share the niche of fighter with that goofy newlywed anglar." OOC: Wanna take a poll saol my goood old buddy on who will hit on the most demi-gods this festival :). Hey if ava is good enough to have a demi-god child then most certinally the bard is good enough to hit on one :). And yes ava...I am not using magic and I know my magic wont affect her :(. -Frosty
aravilar_holistacia 03-08-04, 09:47 PM	OOC: Umm... Frosty: Hanali. Is. Aravilar's. Wife. Explain that whole post to me you just made, because I don't think that the archmage is going to take kindly to your hitting on his wife. :D;) IC: Aravilar merely said, "Speak with the Lady if you will, but make haste. I leave within the hour." Aravilar sat down on a marble bench and waited.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-08-04, 09:51 PM	OoC: G'day all - Ava - I like what you've done with your writing. These are "interlace" threads - meaning - why don't ya start up an Evermeet Thread - and we'll integrate it into the OneLand series. We have 1. Peredhil Halls 2. Drow Foundation 3. Formeno Naure (Elven thread) 4. Pnatemul (Dark Citadel) 5. The Grey (neutrals) 6. OneLand epicentre 7. Dwarven thread There's no limit to the number of threads. The idea was to create the same context as the "interfoundation war" so that it can be exciting.
aravilar_holistacia 03-08-04, 09:57 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome OoC: G'day all - Ava - I like what you've done with your writing. These are "interlace" threads - meaning - why don't ya start up an Evermeet Thread - and we'll integrate it into the OneLand series. We have 1. Peredhil Halls 2. Drow Foundation 3. Formeno Naure (Elven thread) 4. Pnatemul (Dark Citadel) 5. The Grey (neutrals) 6. OneLand epicentre 7. Dwarven thread There's no limit to the number of threads. The idea was to create the same context as the "interfoundation war" so that it can be exciting. OOC: Will do, Sil. But not tonight... I think my Muse is sleeping... :zzz:
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-08-04, 10:17 PM	OOC: Oh I am sorry your not the father of a god your the husband...anyways...just pretend that he was being "friendly" inplace of actually "too friendly/trying to bring in more gods into this world" :devil: :inlove: :tantrum: :mymy: . IC - Your leaving ava? Oh so soon? Oh where are you going my friend does mystra call to you? Is the weave in danger and you must save the day yet again!? -Frosty
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-08-04, 10:25 PM	OOC: Btw ava if you give me the details or at least your ideas I can uber-dm for you and make the evermeet thread? Dont worry no burdon on me just means that i wont have to participate in six other threads and all that mess...I will have an excuse :DEVIL: -Frosty
aravilar_holistacia 03-08-04, 10:39 PM	OOC: Alright, alright... I'll post the thread tonight. :D:D IC: Aravilar said to Frostbite, slightly annoyed, "I did believe I was alone here, Lord Frosty, but it seems you have magically appeared in these gardens." ;) "Yes, I leave within the hour for the island-home. Seems that the Queen is in need of all the elven high mages, and she calls to me. Mystra as well; the mythal of Evermeet is the strongest point of magic in this world, and should it fall, Mystra would be weakened greatly." Aravilar sighed.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-08-04, 10:41 PM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia OOC: Alright, alright... I'll post the thread tonight. :D:D :cool: - thanx Frosty! Cheers
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-09-04, 05:29 PM	OOC: dont thank me silm...ava said he would do it even though I offered. BTW ava I dident "magically" appear in the gardens. You came to me when I was talking to your girl. IC - Frosty looks at ava for a second wondering if ava thinks that he is too weak to go to evermeet to help fight whatever monster is threating the elven homeland and would just get in the high mages way. Trying not to look offended he then remebers that he is at a party and that if It were him having to go to his homeland he would just have left with a kiss and a whisper in somones ear so as not to worry anyone while he was gone. Frosty also (becoming more optimistic and ready to throw down his lute and sharpen his claws) belives that prehaps ava dosent want to alert Anglar and Silm for surly they would go to evermeet if not to aid ava but to aid the country itself. "Ava I will come with you. Dont be silly this party is getting lame...I thought there would be some action and the most tenzy has done is set loose a couple of tinny spiders and watched them make arcane weaves! Anyways I might not have the magic of the high elves or the magic or any other elf...but if there is a evil magic user there are henchment creatures...tall dragons...hordes of death...birds of prey...demons...that will face the furry of my claws and blades! As well as if things get too out of hand I could try to convince a few wood elves and other woodland spirits of the high forest to come forth and fight...if only for a little." -Frosty
Silmarien Aldalome 03-09-04, 07:46 PM	Silmarien's Familiar - swiftflight squawks in the gardens and listens to the conversation below. Inside - Silmarien hears the conversation between Aravilar and Frostbite..... Frostbite's pendant glows Blue - as an incoming message finds you Frostbite. ....I see my friend - there's a slight edge to her thought-voice .......more haste less speed. Let's not hasten Doom and warring - tonight we merry-make, and a party is only as "lame" as the people in it. I'm not sure I feel like fighting a Dragon while I dance on my wedding night thank you. - you feel a small flash of anger as she delivers this one. OoC: but it's an IC flash my friend Frosty. Inside - she smiles on - and leans into Anglar's ear to whisper something.....
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-09-04, 08:16 PM	ooc: I wont make you take anything back but i was speaking sarcasticly. Ur bird friend wouldent understand sarcasm I would doubt...fewer humans these days seem to beable too why should even a smart bird? I ment no offense :P. -Frosty
Silmarien Aldalome 03-09-04, 08:18 PM	IC that one - and I'll resond IC.
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-09-04, 08:24 PM	IC - Frost sends a mental thought back into silms thoughts via a vampric power. "Yes I do find spies QUITE lame indeed. I shall be back within days to check up apon the rest of you here while me and ava shall be gone before the rising of the next sun. Do not follow or tell anyone else for fear they shall follow, I dont know what worse could happen to this party besides there favorit bard departing" (All said with wit and a hitting-on-you-but-i-got-to-go-save-the-world-james-bond-kinda-away :P ) :DEVIL: -Frosty
Silmarien Aldalome 03-09-04, 08:34 PM	IC: Well - you shouldn't say things that you can't say to someone's face. That's lame and disappointing. And, while we're on the subject...don't tell me what to do Frosbite Ravenheart. Don't presume to second-guess my motives. Please, don't disappoint me by abandoning me on my wedding night. I won't forgive you easily for that. And don't use Vampiric powers on me mister. Inside - she continues to smile on - while approaching the Elf-Bane "Care for a Dance monsieur" she says with a bow (half-expecting an Elf-Bane retort - but she couldn't live with herself unless she tried.....) OoC: Frosty - remember - I'm IC'ing it only. IC: She is quite snappy and short-fused with Frosty. Frosty - you see her green eyes staring at you in the Forest night. Just a pair of eyes only. They promise fire and ruin for betrayal.
anglar 03-09-04, 09:45 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Inside - she smiles on - and leans into Anglar's ear to whisper something..... [/B] Anglar twitches as if his neck is tickled, craning his opposite ear away from Silmarien. He turns and looks at her with mischevious eyes before whispering back into her ear, "We'll both need the strength of the gods for this." He gives her a short, for them at least, kiss (alt). "We should attend to other guests for the now. Shall we dance with others? The Elf-Bane looks like he could use a little cheering up."
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-09-04, 10:37 PM	Going from sarcastic to quite angry frost raises a hand in a wait-a-second sorta-a-thing while trying to hold in his pride. Does he go to her in flesh and say it to her face? Does he send another sarcastic remark? Should he prehaps leave it alone and not ruin her fun on a wedding night? Frosty still retaining some halfling thinking from the year he was imprisioned in a halfling body decides "A little prank for a little anger cant hurt" -Frosty
Silmarien Aldalome 03-09-04, 10:47 PM	OoC: Atsa way Frosty!!! *grins* IC: The green eyes study you with blazing anger - you hear a gurgling growl in the garden nearby - and smell a faint odour - something fell - on the breeze....and your heckles on your skin rise. Sil pecks Anglar on the forehead - and rearranges the tresses of his hair. There's a particular style she likes to see - and Anglar's wont is not to have concern for matters of vanity. But - Sil likes to see him "just so". She smiles and says "the strength of the Gods - may it sustain us" she adds mischievously....."yes - let us entertain the Guests. First - how best to tease the Elf-Bane?" she giggles. EDIT: 600th Post - Gellion - gotcha!!!
Gellion 03-09-04, 10:58 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome EDIT: 600th Post - Gellion - gotcha!!! OOC: I gave up doing that a long time ago...
Silmarien Aldalome 03-09-04, 11:13 PM	*cackles* ....we shall see Gellion....we shall see.....
Silmarien Aldalome 03-09-04, 11:52 PM	OoC: OK peoples - Gellion, Zollex, Frosty, Caster, and our two new posters - please PM me your will, fort and reflex save bonuses. If you don't know them - make them up. Thank you. *grins*
Tenzhi 03-10-04, 01:13 AM	The old man gets distracted as he is directly addressed from the "real" world and the spider slips his grasp, wriggling away into the aether. In the "real" world, he just appears to snap hastily awake and for the briefest moment his flesh ripples with black scales before he masters his ire as he recognizes Silmarien. "Dammit, woman! You almost caused me to break my word... don't you know to let 'sleeping dragons' lie?" Seeing a spark of anger in her eyes (meant for him or not), the old man relents (there are some things more dangerous to awaken than sleeping dragons, after all). "Forget it, this is your night after all and I should not have let my attention wander. What is it you wished of me? Certainly not a question about the Prophesy - of all people I guessed that you would divine their meaning without my help..."
aravilar_holistacia 03-10-04, 02:54 AM	It was only an hour before Aravilar rose from the gardens and reentered the reception party. He walked to Frosty and said, "Frostbite, I do not ask you to come. But if you must... Meet me in Evermeet, at the High Hall of the Queen. The Mythal will allow you to enter... I have seen to it." Aravilar whispered in Anglar's ear, "I await your arrival." Aravilar whispered in Silmarien's ear, "I await your arrival." The mage said to the rest of the guests, "Alas, I am away." The mage disappeared, leaving a shining light in his wake. "Alas, my time in your world is ended," Hanali said, standing. "Evermeet is the last stronghold of the Elves. I will not suffer the evil that corrupts the rest of the world to corrupt my home. Good night, Elves and elf-friends; in Arvandor we will meet again." With that, the goddess was gone.
Tenzhi 03-10-04, 03:16 AM	Upon hearing Hanali's announcement, Tenzhi ponders worldly events and finds himself worrying that Anglar and Silmarien - being cursed with selfless nobility - will undoubtedly get caught up in the distant troubles. But what can I do? he muses inwardly. I could not personally interfere, for the magic that protects Evermeet might even give ME pause. The old man gives it some thought. Perhaps, he thinks, perhaps there IS a way...
Silmarien Aldalome 03-10-04, 03:50 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi In the "real" world, he just appears to snap hastily awake and for the briefest moment his flesh ripples with black scales before he masters his ire as he recognizes Silmarien. "Dammit, woman! You almost caused me to break my word... don't you know to let 'sleeping dragons' lie?" Silmarien gasps privately ...perhaps it is not really very wise...to....oh my god - what the....??!! Seeing a spark of anger in her eyes (meant for him or not), the old man relents (there are some things more dangerous to awaken than sleeping dragons, after all). "Forget it, this is your night after all and I should not have let my attention wander. What is it you wished of me? Certainly not a question about the Prophesy - of all people I guessed that you would divine their meaning without my help..."[/i] "Now is that any way to treat a lady?" Her eyes blaze with intensity as she studies you with unwavering gaze." ...apart from Elves - what does an Elf-Bane eat? she muses "The Prophesy - is not my business tonight. Tonight we party." she smiles radiantly at you Tenzhi. "Care for a dance?" she adds with a cheeky smile. OoC: Yess Tenzh - the party Here and at Evermeet wouldn't be the same without you! Same for Frosty!! Now - thanx to Gell+Caster for your saves - awaiting Zollex+Frosty. Remember Elf-Bane - you can be in two time-streams at once. We will *freeze* events here - this thread - when other threads "activate" - and then *unfreeze* here at the right time.....some surprises are worth the wait.... *grins* Also - Tenzh - make sure you check out Drow thread's last few posts.... stav
Tenzhi 03-10-04, 04:31 AM	The old man raises his brows in mild surprise (one might say that his eyes widened if one could see his eyes through the inky shadows laid across them by his prodigious brow). "A dance, Lady? But might not Lord Anglar become jealous if you dance with one who - by virtue of NOT being an elf - is much more handsome than he?" the old man replies, a twinkle of starlight from his enshadowed eyes giving the impression of a wink.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-10-04, 06:14 AM	Sil chuckles warmly. She tilts her head and calls over Tenzhi's shoulder "Anglar!" she calls to her husband - her smile crosses the dance floor "...we have a question for you beloved - can you find your way hither?" She sees him too-tooing with one of the Pereldar - one of the younger women. Following which, he is climbing tables and smashing plates, before guzzling ale and wine and calling out profanities to various guests - who belly-laugh and return the jibes. In one corner, two of the Pereldar are deeply engrossed with each other - whispering, completely oblivious to the other guests. Sil catches Gellion and Zollex, sparring over words. Aicanar watches Gellion closely. Drachy is arm-wrestling with one of the Half-Elves - a muscular chap, who has removed his shirt for dancing. Another of the Half-Elves approaches them - watching intently. She has raven hair, and is dressed in a beige, beautifully embroidered silk dress. Her violet eyes study Drachentoeter's exertions. Impulsively, she grabs a jug of water and hurls it at the arm-wrestling pair.
anglar 03-10-04, 05:42 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Sil chuckles warmly. She tilts her head and calls over Tenzhi's shoulder "Anglar!" she calls to her husband - her smile crosses the dance floor "...we have a question for you beloved - can you find your way hither?" She sees him too-tooing with one of the Pereldar - one of the younger women. Following which, he is climbing tables and smashing plates, before guzzling ale and wine and calling out profanities to various guests - who belly-laugh and return the jibes. (full of drunkeness) "Yesh, my Lovsh. Whasch cansh I do fersh ya?" Takes a tankard and thrusts it into Tenzhi's hand. "Elfsh-Bane, havesh a drink witsh me. Todaysh my wedding daysh. I forbish anyonesh to be unhapppy." Winks at Sil.
Tenzhi 03-10-04, 06:12 PM	Originally posted by anglar (full of drunkeness) "Yesh, my Lovsh. Whasch cansh I do fersh ya?" Takes a tankard and thrusts it into Tenzhi's hand. "Elfsh-Bane, havesh a drink witsh me. Todaysh my wedding daysh. I forbish anyonesh to be unhapppy." Winks at Sil. Tenzhi takes the profferred tankard and "politely" drinks all of it in one go. "So much for avoiding drunkenness and saving your Stamina for later, eh, Lord Anglar?" the old man says as he tosses the empty tankard back to Anglar - who catches it with a deftness that belies his drunken state. "But lo! Here is an elf that has the prowess of a tiger even when heavily intoxicated!" the old man chuckles. "But there is a matter of the question, Sir Elf - your wife wishes to dance with the devil in the pale moonlight, and as this handsome devil is not an elf (and is therefore more handsome than the Fierce Elvish Tiger - Lord Anglar), I thought it best to consult you on the matter lest the impropriety drive you into a jealous and impotent rage." The old man says all of this with a half-cocked grin, apparently amused with himself.
anglar 03-10-04, 07:24 PM	"Lord Tenzhi, the only insult would be for me not to trust my Wife in something as simple as a dance. If another could have her without taking her, then it would be by her choice, which I am fine with. But if someone were to take her against her will, then all the pains of the Nine Hells and all the layers of the Abyss would seem a vacation compared to what I would do to such a person." "As to your being prettier than me, I'm afraid that Castor has us all beaten there. If not for that mask that he wears, I'd say all of us short of Aravilar would feel an uncontrolable urge to have him. I think it more a curse than a boon."
aravilar_holistacia 03-10-04, 07:51 PM	Originally posted by anglar "As to your being prettier than me, I'm afraid that Castor has us all beaten there. If not for that mask that he wears, I'd say all of us short of Aravilar would feel an uncontrolable urge to have him. I think it more a curse than a boon." Aravilar heard this last part thanks to his Chosen of Mystra ablities. From far off Evermeet, the mage merely laughed silently. :D
Tenzhi 03-10-04, 11:46 PM	The old man considers Lord Anglar's reply for a moment. "Hmm... unposessive, honest, a knack for retribution, and an almost divine sense of humour - if you weren't an elf I think I might like you, Lord Anglar." He holds out a hand to Sil. "Come, m'Lady - the wise Lord allows his 'caged bird' to fly free, and a dance is chaste amidst the atmosphere of this frolicsome debauchery. But just one dance, I'm afraid - for I've a mess here to clean up that I've unwittingly made."
drachentoeter 03-11-04, 02:11 AM	Sil catches Gellion and Zollex, sparring over words. Aicanar watches Gellion closely. Drachy is arm-wrestling with one of the Half-Elves - a muscular chap, who has removed his shirt for dancing. Another of the Half-Elves approaches them - watching intently. She has raven hair, and is dressed in a beige, beautifully embroidered silk dress. Her violet eyes study Drachentoeter's exertions. Impulsively, she grabs a jug of water and hurls it at the arm-wrestling pair. As the water hits him Drachentoeter jumps up, falling backwards over the bench.WHAT IN THE NINE. hells.....errr I mean.I didn't mean to....I think I just lost what ever dignity I had left on that table. Mayhaps you could help me look for it, say over there on that dance floor?
Silmarien Aldalome 03-11-04, 05:59 AM	Sil hugs Anglar and whispers "...I hope he doesn't put any of those creepy spiders on my dress." Hearing Anglar describe Caster Troy - Sil giggles "I didn't know Caster was your type Anglar!" she jibes "You needn't fear beloved - attractive yes perhaps, charismatic even" she puts her hands on her hips, and then gives Anglar the once-over "...but I'm afraid Anglar Goldstems - has something that never disappoints - drunk or no!" Turning to Tenzhi - she bows "One dance and no more!" she grins mischievously "For - Mutt Elves - I believe" she says recalling Tenzhi's Lore "...are best left to Elvish frollicking!" She takes your hand and incants - the music changes to a double-tempo - a Can Can - and a troupe of dancers appear, wearing drop-waste silvery dresses with tassles, feathers in short-cropped hair, and lipstick. "Follow me Elf-Bane - look to the dancers for guidance." she says as she shoe-shuffles with you - joyous in demeanor. "So - Tenzhi" she studies you "what's an Elf-Bane to do in Evermeet?" Drachy: The raven-haired Half-Elf rushes in with a look of feigned surprise on her face. Clearly a tactic to get Drachy's attention "...I'm sorry Warrior!" she says "here - let me attend to that." she fusses. "Do you dance - look! The Elf-Bane and Silmarien dance - shall we join them?" ....Enjoy Chosen! Tell the Queen of the Gold-Elves that pure blood or no - she doesn't know how to dance! Make sure The Queen knows that a Drow and Half-Elf come to Evermeet soon - and to turn off the Mythal. We don't want to be crispy critters when we arrive! Sil catches Gellion and Zollex with Aicanar. As the Elf-Bane can-can's with Sil, they side-line upt to Gellion and Zollex's table. "Come and join us!" she half-yells over the music "Hey...has anyone seen Frosty - last I knew he was in the Garden. Is he OK? ....shall someone check on him?..."
Tenzhi 03-11-04, 06:38 AM	"Evermeet? I wouldn't dare trespass there personally and disrupt their silly elven magicks. I may send one of my avatars from another plane (a world called Korinn or something) - who recently lowered himself to become a "mortal" gold elf of sorts. Then I shall be unobtrusively there-but-not-there in the manner of most deities these days." The old man dances, each powerful kick sending out a stiff wind that's in danger of upsetting tables. "I generally regard E'li (as he often calls himself) as a failure - though he has put the elves on his world through heck without them even knowing he was behind it. But the cleaning up that I have to do is in regards to these scrying webs. That Queen :censored::censored::censored::censored: :censored: must have snuck some of her less noticeable minions into my clothing the last time I was passing through the Abyss - they may have had a hand in the depth of Aravilar's angst as well."
Silmarien Aldalome 03-11-04, 07:44 AM	[i]"Spiders, scrying, Elf Queen and.....The Abyss you say." The Can Can dancers suddenly vanish and a silence descends on the merry-makers as a lurid red fire appears - billowing greasy black smoke as it burns and carrying the stench of sulphur on the airs. "Perhaps this is more to your taste then Elf-Bane. I personally don't like sulphur much - ruins the hair you know." The music resumes - this time - Brahm Stoker's Dracula. She fixes you with an unwavering stare - green eyes revealing little. "But - now - it wouldn't be right unless we had something here for your particular taste." Two red devils emerge from the fire - and convene around you, grinning and revealing sharp teeth, and carrying a stench about them as they pass you by - much like fresh dung. "....scrying devices you say? Much revealed then, no doubt" she bows again and adds "Mephistophiles himself could never be so charming." she grins "Thank you for the Dance." Scanning for Anglar - she sees him downing another tankard - froth dripping down his face.
anglar 03-11-04, 07:50 PM	Originally posted by Silmarien Aldalome Sil hugs Anglar and whispers "...I hope he doesn't put any of those creepy spiders on my dress." Hearing Anglar describe Caster Troy - Sil giggles "I didn't know Caster was your type Anglar!" she jibes "You needn't fear beloved - attractive yes perhaps, charismatic even" she puts her hands on her hips, and then gives Anglar the once-over "...but I'm afraid Anglar Goldstems - has something that never disappoints - drunk or no!" "My dear, with Castor, I'm afraid that unless you are a Chosen of a deity or of at least demi-god status, then there really is no choice. As for him being my type, another affliction of his is an uncontrollable fear of sexual attraction from the same sex. Many quirks, that one has."
Silmarien Aldalome 03-11-04, 08:23 PM	"Many quirks indeed..." she muses "...but none that make you anything other than perfectly imperfect husband." she smiles "...for they say that hate of another is oft grounded in unrequited love - or else love tainted by fear....Castor Troy - charismatic or no - is more alike than unlike to all of us here tonight." changing the subject she adds "I hope the Elf-Bane likes dung-smelling Demons for company" she teases.... Out in the garden - Frostbite Ravenheart suddenly sees a second pair of eyes staring at him from the Darkness - this pair of eyes are red. The gurgling sound seems to come at you from everywhere and nowhere. It has an undefinable location. The Green Eyes come a little closer - and the stench strengthens.....
Silmarien Aldalome 03-13-04, 10:54 PM	In Dreams The Weave - The Time is Nigh - you must Choose. The First - Are you ready? *lamenting Song* Spare you this Choice. You are not yet ready? The Weave - This thing Is. For all Half-Elves. They choose the one Road or the Other and though. What of Laréanê? The First - Mayhap her Human-Blood was meant for the Ellaédûn - to protect the Elves from themselves. For the Ellaédûn was crafted with Elven Wisdom and from this Wisdom do they need protection? The Weave - This question goes beyond Our Wisdom. We do not know - Amen. You have Freewill. With Freewill you may choose either kindred. And another argument can be made to the opposite conclusion - that by being Human you put the Elves at risk. What we Know is that Laréanê is Love. And in so doing you may choose the life of The Elves. If it is Done of Love. Let it Be! *lament* The First - Ai! Let it Be *lament* You dream. The Weave Sings and it is Exalted. The Vale is Alive with the touch of Mythal Skybridge, in Solace and Prosperity. Skybridge is Song, Joy, Light and Health; a healing warmth like dappled sunlight on green earth. Viriditas - Life and Health. Vibrant, radiant, joyous. Nature. The Song suddenly changes. An ill bloody red sickness penetrates the Blue of the Mythal. A disease and a corruption. Clawed hands that rend the health of the Vale, eating its life. Then the Ellaédûn Sings to you in the lilting PluriPotency of the ManyInOne. "It is Time. You must choose. Hurry 'ere it is too late." The Elf-Bane stands before the Mythal - grinning with sharp pointed teeth, and black scales....If the moon goes red - then all is lost.....
Gellion 03-13-04, 11:44 PM	A large object appears in the sky, you can see that there are many lights coming from it. It is clearly coming down to the earth now. It lands some distance away from Peredhil halls. "I am afraid I must leave for a bit now, I will be back as soon as possible. I would prefer if no one followed me, but, I really can not stop anyone who does."
Silmarien Aldalome 03-14-04, 05:46 AM	OoC: I've PM's Gell about this one - and his post is an invitation. Who's gunna go for a ride? If no-one takes it - Priest of the Land is gunna.....remember - we're a day behind Evermeet on this thread at the moment......
Gellion 03-14-04, 11:33 AM	OOC: I am going to have to be gone for a couple of hours. I will post my next post when I get back.:)
Zollex 03-14-04, 08:39 PM	"I think I'll go with Gellion," Zollex said to Sil. "It could prove interesting." The half-elf ran to catch up with Gellion. "I'm going with you," He stated. "Don't tell me it's dangerous. I've been through enough to know that any situation has danger to some degree."
Gellion 03-14-04, 09:32 PM	Originally posted by Zollex "I think I'll go with Gellion," Zollex said to Sil. "It could prove interesting." The half-elf ran to catch up with Gellion. "I'm going with you," He stated. "Don't tell me it's dangerous. I've been through enough to know that any situation has danger to some degree." Be back asap.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-16-04, 10:17 PM	"...Zollex!" Sil leaves the merrymaking and revelry, "...you and Gellion" she says with careful tones "...have oft been rivals in the past. Therefore it gladdens me to see you working on this together." her face softens "This quest you go on - please Zollex" Sil says with a tear "Remember - your pendant communicates with us across all Time and Space - all throughout the Multiverse. We are with you - and will find you if you come to harm.....make sure you return in one piece. Look!" she says pointing to the guests. The merry fires warm the open hall, and Anglar dances with his friends and there is laughter, song and mirth. The Elf Bane's demons keep him company - and he smiles knowing that the guests are more likely to leave him alone where he has an entourage of fell smelling demons for company. The Bards spin tales of long-forgotten places......and images of Elven Armies with bright swords battling the legions of Darkness fills your senses. You hear the sounds of ancient Elven Battle cries. You also see the Peredhil Stone - and Half-Elves chanting in low rhythmic song around it and see it burst into silvery-gold radiance - as arcs of incandescent power surge across the battle field, striking the Dark Lord square in the chest....... The image fades - and a song of Lamentation brings you solace as the Bards change track. After the Winter of Burning Vengeance Is Forgotten Trespass and Eternal Healing The gentle blow of the summer breeze Fills empty heart with Peaceful ease The call of Mountains and Springtime Flowers And Autumn Forest of Woodland Creatures The Mortal Journey of Heart's Encumberance The Hallowed skies the Stars' Endurance You are all part of Nature's Story Remember then your Holy Calling..... ....I think it is nigh time for speeches - where is the Master of Ceremonies...... Aravilar_Holistica - would you do the honours
Gellion 03-16-04, 10:23 PM	OOC: Hey Sil, I put it up before. But I did not like it. So i am revising it. I hope to have it up again soon.:)
aravilar_holistacia 03-17-04, 02:08 AM	From far-off Evermeet came a voice... and then the wispy image of Aravilar appeared to all... "Thank you for the honor of being the Ceremony Master, Lady Sil..." Aravilar cleared his throat and began. "One thousand years or more ago when Elves were masters old there lived two lovers of renown in songs they are still told: Lady Lyndrallar, from highest moor, Lord Eltargrim, from glen; all elves in Cormanthor praised their love save Imbyrl, lord of fen. These lovers shared a wish, a dream they went with hand in hand to marry in the summer's eve; thus the revelries began. Now each head Lord of House Their own gifts they brought, for each Did wish for peace and harmony In the fair Cormanthor's saving reach. By lord Cassian, the lovers were prized far beyond the rest; For lord Narym, the peace and heart was held to be the best. For lord Oriseus, the prosper was most worthy of respect; And fey lord Imbryl gained his chance to defect. To the enemies did the fey lord go to summon end of days; he set out for points unknown through fen and moor and maze. When revels did come to pass and elves from far and wide did come to see the Lady's Lord and usher in the tide; Of love and peace and new beginnings the elves were prime and ready but lo! came lord Imbryl his armies standing steady. "Go back, return, away with you!" said Lady Lyndrallar "Be gone, turn back, disperse yourself!" said Eltargrim from afar. The lovers were quickly abandoned their lords and ladies fled; nigh were the armies dark: Fair Cormanthor soon had bled. Facing many hordes of demons did Lord Eltargirm valiant stand; Lyndra, lady of the Elves called out to the evil band: "Go back, be gone, away with you! I wish but love and life! My Lord fights on for cities wide I care not for this strife! "I stand astride this war machine cut me down if that is just; But fight you, yes I will if that is something that I must!" And Lady Lyndrallar did stand up to the fey and at the dawn of the light on the quickly rising day She took up arms against the men and was victorious in her fight; She cut down those who harmed her Lord and showed them all love's might. If naught but anything came from this if naught but life was won the Elves of fair Cormanthor knew just what was to be done: They wed fair Lyndra and her Lord at the shores of Starlight Sea; they sang the praises of the couple and told this tale to me; "Lord Aravilar, your mind must know just how this story goes so in truth you may tell your friends the tale of evil foes; The tale of life and death we speak must be passed down from you; all the lord and ladies that you surely, hap'ly knew Will be heard again in tales of light in tales of married love; Sing our tale to a lucky Lord and his angel, his only dove." Again I say, to you, my lord these words I spoke before: In this I know, Goldstems your grace; 'tis not mine nor 'tis your place We allow the light of the Tel'Quess to shine we hear our faithful song; Marriage, love, life and light shall last a time most long." Aravilar smiled and said, "I do believe those deep in mind will find my lines approving..." And with that, the mage disappeared. I invite you all to speak on your own behalf... a speech, perhaps... I will hear you from the Isle of Song through the magic of Lady Sil... I long to hear your words as well.. EDIT: PS: Can anyone tell where I took (loosely) the rhyme scheme (and a few lines) from? :cookie: to you....
Tenzhi 03-17-04, 02:22 AM	Originally posted by aravilar_holistacia EDIT: PS: Can anyone tell where I took (loosely) the rhyme scheme (and a few lines) from? :cookie: to you.... OOC: Other than the fact that it grossly resembles one of the Sorting Hat's songs from Harry Potter, I couldn't say.
aravilar_holistacia 03-17-04, 02:30 AM	Originally posted by Tenzhi OOC: Other than the fact that it grossly resembles one of the Sorting Hat's songs from Harry Potter, I couldn't say. NO TENZHI! I DID NOT HAVE PAGES 176-177 OF BOOK 4 OPEN! GAH! :blush: :rant: :( ;) :88E:
Silmarien Aldalome 03-17-04, 07:16 PM	OoC: just a quick post to you all to say "HELLO" - I shall be returning here soon - and to Evermeet. Aravilar - thank you so very kindly, that was fantastic - I shall reply in full in my next post. Also - FROSTY - your PM BOX IS FULL AGAIN but thanx for the replies - there's more RP for your next events facing you..... *grins*
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-17-04, 08:42 PM	ooc: Are u sure silm...well i got rid of everything again.. Frosty walks out from the garden back into the party. He starts telling everyone that he is preparing to leave for evermeet tommrow but that he will keep up the music for just a little bit. His music has a slow, dark, sad feeling to it. (Oh what the hell...never quote me on this) He also plays a few more inspiring tunes with a lute and harp... -Frosty
Silmarien Aldalome 03-18-04, 07:44 PM	Sil looks at Frosty - as he says this her eyes narrow and her tones sharpen "then your trespass is forgiven Frostbite_Ravenheart. For the Gift bestowed upon you to make Bardic Song for our wedding was well received, and the ease with which you revoked it - a cause for my ire." her faces softens suddenly and her tones soften "however - you are always welcome here." Sing us a tale of Evermeet - since this is where we are all bound on the Morrow it would seem. But then Aravilar's Verse fills the air - and Sils eyes become misty. She smiles with warmth at Aravilar - as images of fargone days and ancient battlefields and fated love fill your mind's eye. ...Lady Lyndrallar...I know not of this woman!....who is she? No lore keeps this in Peredhil Halls that I have as yet found....I wonder.... MentalMode--->All]....Elf-Bane - would you honour us with a speech to the gathered folk - and tell say something on behalf of the bride and groom....Thence - Frosty, drachentoeter, and Zollex - would you also[MentalMode]
Tenzhi 03-18-04, 08:41 PM	Grmf... *struggle* You don't need me to say anything more than I've already said. Besides, I'm a little busy right now... Indeed, I really am kind of caught up in something. You'll be happy to know... that your forest is scrying-web-free... ::his mental voice fades away:: Somewhere deep in the forest, high among the branches... The Elf-Bane struggles within an array of webbing. It was a cunning trap She set - crafting a binding spell of hundreds of webs, each appearing to be a mere scrying spell on its own. But as the Elf-Bane set about the task of cleaning them away they clung to him so that as he cleaned he unwittingly crafted his own prison. And as the last piece of the spell settles firmly into place, the webs drag him off this plane deep into the Abyss. "These webs won't hold me forever." The Elf-Bane threatens the darkness. "They don't have to," replies a voice from the darkness, dripping with evil. "They only have to hold you long enough to keep you from interfering." OOC: A search might turn up the pendant (which I keep envisioning as a Start Trek: TNG communicator).
Frostbite_Ravenheart 03-18-04, 10:14 PM	"I have somthing to say! Yes I have a little speach for you all. I have known all of you...or...at least most of you for quite some time. I enjoy spending time with you all and hope that I may for ever after. However dark times are arriving...I think Evermeet is but a sign...it is but the wart of a greater disease (Sorry Frosty sometimes forgets that with healing magic people tend not to study warts and why you get them). If one of us must perish this is a good-bye. All of us shall say good-bye now, right now so that we will never feel guilty of never saying good-bye. I know everyone here posses great virtue...but I always relize that sacrafice is the greatest virtue and that any of us would sacrafice ourselves for a greater good. This worries me for that means all of our lives have grown shorter and more dangerious. However after this final good-bye lets never speak of terror and pain again lest a greater evil then even I have forseen has come apon us!" In a very old tounge of the Silver Fangs, his garou clan, he says "May your heart stand as Adament in the darkness of the world as Lunas light in the darkness of the sky". -Frosty
kedi 03-21-04, 02:35 PM	[Delete this post]
Silmarien Aldalome 03-21-04, 06:25 PM	OoC: Kedster - hello there hope you're well. The Half-Elven Foundation is doin' just fine. It's just resting while we post in RP mode. IC: Silmarien looks at Frostbite with some curiosity. [PrivateMentalMode]...those were strange words - they come from a strange place in him. Ai! It's one thing after another of strangeness! Where's the Elf-Bane?[/MentalMode] ...Tenzhi...Tenzhi - come in Tenzhi... over... *hissing white noise* Tenzhi....come in Tenzhi over... *hissing white noise* Elf Bane! Where are you! She stops the party - turns to the guests "STOP! Stop the music, stop everything. Something is wrong. The Elf-Bane is not answering his comm-badge" The music and fanfare halt - and guests start talking amongst themselves. She snaps her fingers and the wall-torches flare to life, illuminating the guests' faces. Silmarien's face shows concern. And an Elf-Bane is not one to do unpredictable things in this particular kind of way. "Quick!! Into the gardens - a search - we must find him" she implores, as she strikes the Runestaff's metal shod heel on the floor. It flares to life - and Sil is immolated in Blue Fires - as she rushes out into the gardens. The Locate Object spell sends its strange sub-vocal sense to go down the main forest path, left at the first fork, under the Great Oak - and there, on the ground in front of you - is the tiny blue pendant - dim now and cool. She picks it up - and it flares to life immediately, responding to the touch of living hand. "Tenzhi...Tenzhi...." guests are calling.
Zollex 03-22-04, 12:00 AM	OOC: Sorry about not posting. I was at the state chess tournament. I woun four out of eight games, but my yeam might have gotten a trophy. IC: "So, Gellion. What *exactly* is that thing?" Zollex asked. Aicanár hopped onto his master's shoulder. Are you sure you wish to do this? It looks dangerous, the familiar asked. "Dangerous? Do you think hunting for Faen these past months has been safe? This is nothing," Zollex whispered.
drachentoeter 03-22-04, 03:47 AM	Pendant or no pendant, I know someone who's good at finding things. I suggest you let Huaan take his scent. He'll find ya old mage, lest he teleported away. Strange fella anyway, who calls himself elfbane and goes to an elf's wedding ? Reckon that's what you get when you invite a bunch of mages to a party. Sure doesn't get boring around here. Le'me gather my stuff and track the old guy down. Sooner we find him, sooner we can get back to the cake, right?
kedi 03-22-04, 05:56 AM	*sensing danger but not knowing what it is, the bladesinger goes to his room wears his breastplate, puts on his daggers, his moonblade, takes his ring of Oðuz Han, and remembers his spells. Goes to Silmarien, bows respectfully, and asks, slowly:* How can I be helpful, milady? .oO(Where's the bloody elf-bane?? *hisss*)
Gellion 03-22-04, 01:33 PM	Originally posted by Zollex OOC: Sorry about not posting. I was at the state chess tournament. I woun four out of eight games, but my yeam might have gotten a trophy. IC: "So, Gellion. What *exactly* is that thing?" Zollex asked. Aicanár hopped onto his master's shoulder. Are you sure you wish to do this? It looks dangerous, the familiar asked. "Dangerous? Do you think hunting for Faen these past months has been safe? This is nothing," Zollex whispered. "Zollex ready your weapon" A sickly green glow has begun to emanate from Gellions staff The doors of the ship slowly open, and a dark tall figure with large balc wings comes out. Its eyes reveal to you the truth of the multiverse, you fell your mind begin to shatter, but it is held in place by an unknown force. "Gellion you fool, why do you continue to give these creatures hope. You know there is no such thing as an immortal soul, and that pettyy things such as good and evil are merelt fastidious constructs thery create to comfort themselves. You knpow that there is no afterlife, all their is is a sweet dark oblivion." "Even I do not know if their truly is a immortal sould wither, but I do know one thing. Every living being has an innate power to care for another, this is the power I and many others call love, and it is being celebrated here as we speak. Of course, I would not expect you to understand something as pure as love." "Gellion, we have been doing this for what? Zillions of years? Why dont you just give up ans surrender to me and the Outer Gods." Gellion grins and then quickly lets loose a sickly green ball from his staff, letting it fly towards the figure. It hits the figure, causing it to be paralyzed. [Mental mesage to Zollex]ATTACK NOW!!!![/Mental message to Zollex]
Silmarien Aldalome 03-22-04, 08:37 PM	OoC: HINT: These events are a day behind Evermeet - and will be squared off with what's going on there right now. I.e. that DM's "early warning" to players. What you do here ripples forwards thru time into Evermeet....and..... *grins* To Gellion : ueber-cool - thanx - well done - much appreciated! IC: Sil turns to Drachy - resting a hand on his elbow fixing him with a pensive stare "...then Huaan shall be our Guide." She turns to the guests and her words are imbued with the eerie PluriPotency of Summoned Verse. "Come! Into the gardens - The Elf Bane is in need! Huaan! Find him if you are able - the Tides of Fate turn. Let us see what we can do to alter the Future. KEDI! Voice of Springtime - come with me - but be prepared! All is not what it seems, I fear!" She turns her gaze to Anglar "Beloved! Ward! Something is amiss - what do you see?" OoC: ELFBANE - TELL US WHAT WE FIND! (i.e. Stav doesn't know what Tenzhi has planned.)
anglar 03-22-04, 09:20 PM	Anglar snaps his head from his state of mind at his Beloved's call. "Excuse me, please" he blurts out as he sprints to Silmarien's side. "What has happened? Who is in need of care?" An evil look comes over his face "Who needs to die?"
Zollex 03-22-04, 09:29 PM	Zollex looked at the creature as it came out. He listened to its foul words. At Gellion's order, he cast a spell on himself and charged at the creature with magical strength. The half-elf stabbed at the breast as hard as he could, and readied his blade for another strike. OOC: I suppose Gellion will be controling this thing. What happens, Gell?
Gellion 03-22-04, 09:48 PM	Originally posted by Zollex Zollex looked at the creature as it came out. He listened to its foul words. At Gellion's order, he cast a spell on himself and charged at the creature with magical strength. The half-elf stabbed at the breast as hard as he could, and readied his blade for another strike. OOC: I suppose Gellion will be controling this thing. What happens, Gell? The creature looks down at where Zollex has stabbed it, and begins an insane laughter. "Foolish creatures, I can never be killed." With this he grabs the blade, pulls it out of himself, then shoves Zollex, causing him to fly back a good distance. "Gellion, did you really think a mere spell and blade could defeat me?" The creature suddenly turn into an almost cloudl like substacne an enraps Gellion. [Mental message to Zollex]"Tell Silmarien not to worry about me, I will try to be at Evermeet as soon as I can. As soon as I deal this this...problem."[/Mental message to Zollex] The creature then enraps its ship and disappears. No trace that it or its ship was ever there is gone, as well as Gellion.
anglar 03-22-04, 10:15 PM	After witnessing what just happened to Gellion. "I'm not that drunk am I? I did just see Gellion get wrapped up by a cloud-thing and then it all disappeared, right? Sil, I'm going back inside. I think I need to sit down."
Zollex 03-22-04, 10:26 PM	"Curses!" Zollex yelled as he got up. "Another on the list to face my vengeance!" Zollex held his communication pendant. Silmarien, a creature has taken Gellion. He asked that I tell you he will be at Evermeet as soon as he can. "I didn't even get the foul creature's name," Zollex mumbled. The half-elf began running to the gardens with his familiar flying overhead.
Silmarien Aldalome 03-23-04, 05:02 AM	OoC: WATCH THIS POST VERY CAREFULLY EVERYONE! Silmarien is running through Peredhil Gardens - she is terror-struck. Her hair flies behind her in bouncing silver-blond locks as her breath starts to labour under strain of exertion. TENZHI!! TENZHI!! she calls in PluriPotency - the eerie multi-voiced Song of the Enjoined Pereldar propelled into the aether. You can hear guests calling through the woods "TENZHI". HUSBAND! Where are you? She is afire with emotion - surges of grief, fear, shame and love all mingled together and and as a flood through her body. You see her eyes fill with tears. An image of Mystra standing next to Rh'iel suddenly fills your consciousness - the Raven haired transcendent beauty of Rh'iel finds you - **now** and her eyes pierce all layers of concealment and disguise, leaving your heart bare to scrutiny. It's an exquisite feeling - of terror and awe intermingled. KNOW THAT YOU ARE ALIVE! KNOW THAT YOU ARE MORE THAN WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE. TO PREVAIL - YOU MUST KNOW WHO TO TRUST, WHO TO FORGIVE - AND WHO TO SURRENDER TO. TO KNOW THIS - YOU MUST TRANSCEND WHO YOU CURRENTLY ARE - OR ALL IS LOST. SO - REMEMBER TO FORGET YOURSELF - FOR YOU ARE ALL MADE IN THE IMAGE OF LIFE AND ONLY YOU CAN HONOUR -*-OR BETRAY -*- THIS TRUTH. SAVE TORIL FROM RUIN! The Runestaff, already aflame with azure - suddenly bursts into incandescence. Without knowing what is happening - there is a surge of power that lights up the gardens no matter where you are. In front of you - you see seven Glyphs - arranged in a circle and afire with incandescence. Bounded by these glyphs - you see a roaring Dweomer Field - mauve.... Mystra says ...This Gift I bestow to thee - at Great Peril to the Great Weave. Do not betray me... As you study the Mauve Field - you can see a form beginning to coalesce out of the Energy - and you are overcome by an overpowering sense of De Ja Vu ***PEREDHIL THREAD IS TEMPORARILY SUSPENDED BY DM*** DO NOT POST UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. TO BE CONTINUED *grins*
Tenzhi 03-24-04, 12:41 AM	OOC: Not breaking with the DM's wishes here - none of this is IC, it's just answering an earlier OOC query. This wasn't supposed to become a big event, I was just putting one character and thread in the background so I could focus on the other. As I mentioned before to someone - I'm trying to uni-task here (lest my addled brain become more confused than it already is). ;) But - for any with the means to tell (and in case I didn't make it clear previously ;) ) - the Elf-Bane was dragged down into the Abyss by a certain Spidery Queen. He wasn't really kicking and screaming at the time, but he was highly annoyed. Whether he's actually in those webby pits that She calls home, or whether he's in a pocket-webby-dimension is hard to say. You are now returned to your regularly scheduled halt in role-playing.