Aengen Concert, 1/27/2001, Daerlynn’s Concert Series, Arthe Hollow Inn

As transcribed by Mykk Dalys

 

It has been 364 years, 25 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.

It is the 1st month of Akroeg the Ram in the year of the Silver Unicorn.

It is currently winter and it is dawn.

 

The night winter sky is a crisp, clear, starry black.

 

[Arthe Hollow Inn, Common Room]

The room is filled with long, low tables and stools, where several people sit eating hearty bowls of Arthe Hollow's popular lamb stew.  A large stone fireplace dominates one wall.  Daisy Burdock, the inn's cook and waitress, crosses the room carrying a precarious arrangement of bowls and plates.  She stops briefly to tease and joke with a regular customer.  A sign is posted prominently next to the archway.  You also see a wooden menuboard, a polished wooden bar, some wooden stairs, and an open doorway.

 

 

 

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         THE GUEST LIST

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Aengen Paranien of Elanthia, an Elf

Journeyman Ailill Dreaghnean of Elanthia, a Human Bard

Huntress Amabella Moonmad of Elanthia, an Elothean Ranger

Commander Argot Dominai of Elanthia, a Gor'Tog Barbarian

Ashreen (sorry, no further info available)

Belulhe Baringsford, an Elven Cleric

Blackrune Aki'zekh, a Rakash Paladin

Bubbinster Bladebender of Elanthia, a Dwarf

Daerlynn Soulmyste of Elanthia, a Human Bard

Mercenary Easem Grinnidat, a Gor'Tog Barbarian

Enchantria LakeDreams, a S'Kra Mur

Tale Singer Espritia Melodics, a Human Bard

Hunter Eupholus Bennetti of Elanthia, a Dwarf

Minstrel Gerint Idon's-Heron, a Human

Glaerith Daell of Elanthia, a Halfling Moon Mage

Hartblest Saiman, a Human

Heston Falconsong, an Elothean

Sentinel Ingwe Eregion of Elanthia, an Elven Paladin

Isembard Isimbard, a Human

Taleweaver Jaebom Clivin, a S'Kra Mur Bard

Jaqueni Onofrio of Elanthia, a Human

Madrigal Jenkz Monttoya of Elanthia, an Elf

Karmina Burana, a Human

Journeywoman Keeyanna Fleurent, a Dwarven Bard

Kindryd Irovytree, a Human

Minstrel Lemack Grenezeal of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur Bard

Lisca Theyd, an Elven Moon Mage

Battle Empath Melindrha Quinnell of Elanthia, a Halfling Empath

Micwolf Winterlorn, a Human

Mykk Dalys of Elanthia, a Halfling

Razzleberrie Dalure of Elanthia, a Halfling

Serennade Nightharmony of Elanthia, a Human

Monk Shantavi Leshath, a Prydaen

Thessala Ne'Seleness, an Elothean Moon Mage

Tramin Treymoor, a Human

Travail Keehosh, an Elothean Warrior Mage

Madrigal Xaphira Vonara, an Elothean Bard

 

 

 

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         SET LIST

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"I call you in"

Bardic Heart

"I was singing in the tavern"

The Haven Lady

Murrula and the Yearkling

"Idon was walking brisk and fair"

"Sing me a love song"

The Visitors

"Most bards will sing love songs"

"There was a cat"

"When first we met"

 

Encore:

 

"Oh do not sing for Sorrow"

Ma's Advice

 

 

 

 

Daerlynn says, "I wanted to thank you all for coming..."

Daerlynn exclaims, "As you may or may not know... this is our fourth concert!!!"

Daerlynn exclaims, "And we have bards already lined up for the next two as well!!!"

Daerlynn beams!

Daerlynn says, "So ... keeping in line with the three wonderful Bards we have had so far.. Dreamheart, Dewsong.. and Lethargy..."

Daerlynn says, "I would love to introduce a beautiful Bard that I know I have always loved to hear sing... and wished I would hear more often....  "

Daerlynn yells, "Aengen!!"

 

 

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Aengen says, "thank you! I am so proud to have been invited by Daerlynn to play for you all."

Aengen says, "well, then let me begin"

Aengen opens her medium velvet case.

Aengen gets a slightly worn ash mandolin resurfaced with a cherrywood inlay from inside her medium velvet case.

Aengen gets a cotton rag from inside her medium velvet case.

Aengen puts her rag in her medium velvet case.

 

Aengen chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "I call you in, and call you in

     And call you in by three.

     Music is the magic here

     That binds you all to me."

 

Aengen chants in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "So sit you down and lend an ear

     And raise a drink with me.

     We'll spend a few anlaen here

     In tuneful insobriety."

 

(Aengen grins and bows with a flourish to you all.)

 

 

 

 

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Aengen asks, "Okay, then let me begin and see where we end up, shall I?"

 

Aengen gazes about the room appreciatively, admiring the flash and gleam as the assembled crowd glitters in the candlelight. "You're a rare, fine, handsome group" she announces, "and it's a pleasure and a privilege to be singing for you in this admirable establishment."

 

Aengen tunes her mandolin absently as she continues, saying "I think I'll start off with a song that was written at the request of a bride. She wanted some songs of Bardic Love at her wedding, and wanted them so determinedly that she held a contest and challenged any bards who wished to have their say."

 

Aengen wryly asks, "It's not often I get an actual invitation to sing out, so how was I to resist such a chance?"

 

Aengen flattens her palm over the strings of her instrument, glancing up with a smile as she announces "Now, bards being famed as we are as lovers of many things - men, women, song, drink, knowledge, travel - the list is near endless - this gave me some difficulty! So I beg you all - give me your ears for as long or short a time as you wish, and I will try to return the favour by entertaining you if I possibly can."

 

Aengen exclaims, "This song is called "Bardic Heart", and was written by your humble servant. Oh - and if any of you care to sing along, I'd never object at all!"

 

Aengen settles her mandolin casually and launches into a lively tune, fingers dancing across the strings.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "I'm a tavernkeeper's daughter, at the crossroads I was bred -

     Words and music filled my ears right from the start.

     Wherever voices sang, well, that's the place where I was led -

     My mother said I had a Bardic Heart."

 

Jaebom's tenor, Daerlynn's alto and Isembard's tenor join with Aengen's mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Oh, I'm a true and loving bard -

     My love endures, my heart is wide.

     I'll keep my love within my heart....

     With room for countless more beside!"

 

Aengen scans the room as she plays, her foot tapping briskly in time to the music. As her eye lights on you, she lowers her lashes and flashes you a shamelessly flirtatious glance before launching into her next verse.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh, my tavernkeeper mother has a soft spot for a bard,

     She's a woman loves the fiddle and the drum.

     Singers, players, gypsy rovers with a wink get past her guard

     And from all the world's four quarters they have come."

 

Aengen whirls about, her fingers drumming a rapid soft tattoo from her mandolin before returning to coax a ripple of notes from the strings.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Oh, I'm a true and loyal bard

     And I will love you all my days.

     My every love like gold I hoard

     And yet I still will go my ways."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Thus it was I grew with music and the restless come and go

     Of the makers of that music as they passed.

     And I learned that bards are rovers, and the open road our home

     And that if we think to settle, it won't last."

 

Aengen winks at you.

 

Aengen dances in a widening circle, feet flashing and stamping as she plays.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Oh, I'm a true and loyal bard,

     To all my loves forever bound.

     I love them all, the dark, the fair -

     I simply cannot stick around!"

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "And we'll always travel lightly, and our eyes will boldly meet -

     We are Idon's sons and daughters, after all.

     Murrula gives us voices but the dark youth gives us heat.

     A Bardic Heart can warm you most of all."

 

Aengen glances up, her eyes meeting yours as she smiles slowly, holding your gaze for a long moment before spinning away in her dance, the music for a moment wilder and sweeter as she turns.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Oh, I'm a true and loyal bard

     And if my eye on you should fall

     I swear I'll love you faithfully

     Though I will not stay long at all. "

 

Aengen smiles teasingly, the bright notes of the melody she plays hanging like laughter in the air.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Now my heart contains my music and the memories of each place

     That my roving days and nights have brought me to,

     And each remembered place contains the well remembered face

     Of a love to whom I always will be true."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Oh, I'm a true and loyal bard

     My heart is deep, my heart is wide.

     My heart's a mansion and will hold

     All the loves that I can abide."

 

Aengen whirls in a tight circle in the centre of the floor before coming to a dead halt with a stamp of her feet, only the wide folds of her skirt still awaying as she stands, and only the faint echo of her music hanging in the air.

 

Aengen smiles and curtsies deeply, holding her mandolin out to one side as if presenting her partner to the audience.

 

Aengen says, "and that's at least part of what a bard is - just ask us."

 

 

 

 

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Aengen asks, "Well now....having warned you, what shall I sing to you next?"

Aengen ponders.

Aengen says, "You know, this is a very pleasant Inn, and it minds me of another I know.....and a strange night I had there once. "

Aengen asks, "I'll sing you of that, shall I?"

Aengen exclaims, "okay, okay - then here is the song of another winter's night!"

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "I was singing in the tavern

     One cold and windy night

     When in there came a stranger

     To the warmth and noise and light."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "He had the strangest, strangest eyes

      that I had ever seen.

     All black as is the darkest night

     But with a silver sheen."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "A shadow fell as he came in

     And voices all did fail.

     The firelight seemed to falter

     As the flames sank and grew pale."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "He gazed about the silent room,

     His face as calm as sleep,

     And all who met his dreaming eyes

     Fell still, and seemed to weep."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    ""Play for us, Bard" he did command

     And indicated me

     And to my horror my hands played

     All independently."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "A darker music never heard

     Than what I played for him,

     And all who heard could say no word

     But listened, faces grim."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "And all night long I played his song

     And not a soul could speak.

     The stranger sat before the fire

     And held us 'til daybreak."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "At last the sun began to rise

     And dawnlight crept inside.

     The stranger rose without a word

     And vanished with the night."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "We rubbed our eyes and glanced about

     And met each others' stare

      and looked away and gazed around

     As if he'd not been there."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "But ever since that visitor

     Took his rest by that hearth

     The tavernkeeper's kegs are full

     With ale of noble worth."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "And I have seen my mandolin

     Act strangely in the night

     For when I play at end of day

     The strings shine like starlight."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "So though I would not name a name

     I have my theories.

     I sing and play, and praise the day

     And savour the night breeze."

 

Aengen gazes at her mandolin.

Aengen casually observes the area.

Aengen says, "and it's the truth. I swear."

Aengen nods.

 

 

 

 

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Aengen says, "oh, I like you. Please, have more drinks and settle in."

Aengen asks, "hm.....now, I have one or two winter songs, a couple of melancholy ones - some fluffy lightweight ones. How about we call it a Bardic Salad tonight?"

Aengen says, "I'll sing you a song of a Lady in Riverhaven, shall I? A fine lady she was, and clever and bold."

Aengen exclaims, "okay, the Haven Lady!"

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "There was a fine, fair lady did live in Haven town

     And suitors came in crowds and droves her favour for to win.

     But she was fine and free and proud and laughed them all to scorn

     And all she said was "Go your ways, for none will enter in!""

 

Aengen says, "and the lady said:"

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "O none of you will please me

     O none of you will do.

     So go your ways, you arrant knaves,

     For none of you will do."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "They cluttered up the market, they blocked the alleys too,

     And overflowed into the road and loitered in the lanes.

     They preened and quarrelled and strutted, and tossed the dice all day

     And boasted of their tailors and invented new card games."

 

Aengen says, "And the lady said:"

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "O none of you will please me

     O none of you will do.

     So go your ways, you arrant knaves.

     For none of you will do."

 

Aengen sticks her nose up in the air haughtily.

Aengen winks at Gerint.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "The city fathers were distraught, and begged the lady choose -

     "Take any one" the old men cried, "just so the rest will go!

     They're cluttering the market and they're clogging up the lanes...

     Please sacrifice yourself!" they cried, but the lady answered "No"."

 

Aengen says, "And the lady - most emphatically - said:"

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

           "O, *none* of them will please me!

     O, *none* of them will do!

     So go your ways, you ancient knaves,

     For none of them will do!"

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "The city fathers wept and wailed and beat upon their breasts

     And made loud noises, frequently, about urban decay.

     When they started talking treason, their wives all took a stand

     In voices firm to indicate the lady had a say."

 

Aengen says, "And all the wives thunderously asserted:"

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "O none of them will please her,

     O none of them will do.

     So go your ways, you all are knaves

     And none of them will do."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh the city fathers grumbled and the suitors carried on

     And you'd think the world was ending for the noises of them all!

     And as they whined and whimpered and they grumbled in the street

     That fine and fair brave lady did elope over her wall."

 

Aengen says, "And she sang as she climbed aboard the ferry:"

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "O none of you could please me,

     O none of you could do!

     For I've a love already who's

     Worth every one of you!"

 

Aengen says, "And as the ferry pulled out of sight, the last that fine fair lady heard of her unlamented suitors was the sound of their yelping, as the wives of the city fathers grabbed their brooms and swept their city clean with a will and a whacking."

 

 

 

 

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Aengen says, "you are all most kind and gracious."

Aengen smiles about the room in pleasure.

Aengen says, "Now then....a winter song. "

Aengen says, "You folk are just having too much fun - we need something to quiet you down for a brief moment."

Aengen says, "it's an old tale - not all that common, but I know it from my girlhood."

Aengen smiles.

Aengen says, "I'll sing you of Murrula and the Yearking - it's almost the right time of year, anyway."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "On the longest night of bleak winter

      When the air is like iron in the mouth

      The Yearking sits ancient and dying

      And dreams in the dark of his youth."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Murrula comes down off the mountain

      Through the cold night and the snow

      And every place where her foot steps light

      A patch of spring grass grows."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "The Yearking sits dreaming in shadow

      In his arid and crumbling hall,

      Eyes turned within to old visions

      As he waits for a last dark to fall. "

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "To his gate comes fire-bright Murrula -

      The doors all swing back at her hand.

      Through the empty keep she approaches

      And flames leap at her command."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Murrula comes near to the Yearking,

      Kisses him tender and sweet.

      Murrula's kiss is the breath of fire,

      Murrula's touch is heat."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "The old king cries out as she finds him

      And flames rise around him like wings.

      He burns in the heart of her fire, and his youth

      Is reborn as Murrula sings."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "The Yearking flies up like the phoenix

      As winter gives way to the spring

      And he and Murrula are fire and flame

      Dancing life back into everything."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "And they are old friends and lovers

      And each year the mystery's the same.

      She burns away the cold of dark death

      And they bring the spring back again."

 

Aengen asks, "You didn't think Hodierna could bring in the spring ALL by herself, did you now?"

Aengen winks.

Aengen bows.

 

 

 

 

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Aengen says, "Well now - having sung of Murrula, I must sing of Idon"

Aengen says, "he's a jealous lad, and I must keep him pleased with me."

Aengen smiles at you, her gaze travelling around the room slowly.

Aengen quietly says, "I have a song to sing of the Lord Idon, and of a certain time that all did not go...quite...as he expected. I hope you enjoy it."

Aengen coaxes a lively tune from her old mandolin.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Idon was walking brisk and fair

     With broken hearts to bind his black hair.

      Bored and idle,looking for fun,

      he cast around for another one."

 

Aengen dryly says, ""And I'm sure you all know what HE'S like.""

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "A pretty blonde maid went walking by,

     Nose in the air and a spark in her eye.

      Idon glanced once and then he winked twice

     But she tossed her head as cool as ice."

 

Aengen shakes her head, saying "Well! you can imagine Idon's response to a challenge like that!"

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Idon blinked once in disbelief

     And followed her close as a stalking thief.

      She laughed at him and danced away,

     Swinging her skirt like a child at play."

 

Aengen smiles to herself, plucking the notes of a wild and giddy dance tune from her mandolin.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Idon was trapped in the blur of her dance -

     Struck dumb as a stone in enchanted trance.

      Fight as he would, still caught at her whim,

      Kerenhappuch had bridled him."

 

Aengen glances about the room, her gaze lingering on the fine men present appreciatively. Her eye catches yours and she winks at you teasingly before launching in to the last verse.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "So all you fine men who make so free

     Remember my song and listen to me.

      Rove wild as you like, and break hearts all over -

     Somewhere, someone will return the favour!"

 

Aengen song ends in a flurry of skirts and a flash of ankle as she bows with mocking grace, rising laughingly.

 

 

 

 

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Aengen says, "One of the things people ask for quite often is a love song - it's a mystery to me, but wedding guests seem to like them, you know? Anyway, I'm an obliging bard and try to keep the audience happy, so I do my best to write love songs for them. The trouble is, I am terrible at it. They tend to take a bit of a wrong turn every time."

Aengen ponders briefly.

Aengen says, "This doesn't mean that, having sweated and laboured and muttered and cursed until I finally managed to churn one out that you won't have to listen to it tonight, however. So......here's a nice, light, happy love song for you all to - I hope - enjoy, at least a little."

 

(Aengen picks a lively, bright melody from her mandolin, the notes skittering through the air in a giddy shower.)

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Sing me a love song, the lady entreated,

     And make it be happy and end with a smile.

     And so I reflected and rummaged in mem'ry

     And this is the tale that I then sang for her."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "There was a brave maiden did go out a-hunting

     A-hunting she went with her bow and her spear.

     She frighted the cougars all out of the forest

     And out of the meadows she started the deer."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "And as she was stalking most lithe and delightful,

     Stalking through forest and stalking through stream

     She came on a young man all handsome and charming

     Who gazed in amazement and swore her a dream."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "She laughed at his folly and tried to pass by him.

     He reached out a hand and did beg her to stay.

     She fair looked him over and found him so pretty

     That she stowed her weapons and lingered to play."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "He held her so closely and touched her so sweetly

     That she had no thought for the hunting at all.

     So down went their weapons, and down went their armour

     And down on the ground did the both of them fall."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "The green grass grew lush and the green grass grew high

     So no sight nor sound of these two could be seen.

     And they played in the grass and the time it did pass

     And no one could tell where these lovers had been."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "The cougars returned and heard whispering sighs,

     The deer in the meadows heard soft little sounds.

     But spears all were grounded and arrows stowed safely

     And there was no danger that day on those grounds."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Now what may have come of that brave hunter maid

     Or to the fine lad who enticed her eyes so

     I never did hear to be certain of telling

     But for one day at least I think love ruled them both."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "And all this is meant to just give you a moral.

     Oh, love may be passing or love may last long.

     However it comes, be it pleasing or tragic

     You can bet there's a bard who will make it a song."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "However it comes, be it pleasing or tragic

     Be it noble or comic or innocent-sweet

     A bard will determine to capture it's magic

     And sing with no mercy howe'er you entreat!"

 

(Aengen strikes a pose and looks extremely smug.)

 

 

 

 

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Aengen says, "Okay, my next one is a tale from a long time ago. I hope you enjoy it."

Aengen quietly says, "My people are of the Sand Elves, as you may guess by looking at me - though it has been long since they left the deserts, and I myself only know those sands in dreams and tales. "

Aengen strokes a soft hiss from her bodhran, like the drift of sand in a light wind.

Aengen smiles and glances around the room.

Aengen says, "This is one of those stories - my great-grandmother told it to me, so it must be the truth, you will all agree."

Aengen grins and rattles a sharp tattoo on her drum to recall your attention.

Aengen says, "This is called "The Visitors"."

 

Aengen recites:

 

    "Long and long ago, the story says

     There was a traveller of the desert ways -

     Kiloren was his name.

     If any then alive knew the sand's secrets

     It was he."

 

Aengen recites:

 

    "On a night dark and clear as shadowed glass

     In dreams he heard the beat of wings go past.

     He rose up from his sleep,

     Stepped to the tent flap, opened and drew it back

     To see."

 

Aengen coaxes a low muttering rumble from her bodhran, like distant summer thunder.

 

Aengen says, "This is what Kiloren ever after said....."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "I saw two silent travellers, tall and bright -

     One cloaked in utter darkness like the night,

     The other grey and shining as star light."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "I bowed to them, and bid them welcome be,

     Lifted the tent flap, let them enter free.

     They exchanged glances, stepped in silently."

 

Aengen glances around the room, catching your eyes with her gaze as her fingers tap out a strange, halting beat.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    ""Be welcome, strangers. Stay and rest", I said.

     As is our custom, offered fruit and bread

     Water and wine, such comfort as I had."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "From the dark figure's hood flashed darker eyes

     That struck me silent, sharper than thrown knives.

     Fear took me by the throat and bid me die."

 

Aengen rattles the tipper threateningly, an ominous, low rythm shuddering through the room.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Dergati's eyes will make a man run mad

     From beauty, and from horror, it is said.

     I know her glance stole all the heart I had."

 

Aengen gaze is focused somewhere distant and dark, fascinated and repelled.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "The grey-clad figure laughed and sighed in jest,

     Said "Sister, you should be a better guest -

     No need to leave our host so sore oppressed.""

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Petulant Dergati sulked and swept outside

     As laughing Phelim leaned, and bid me rise

     And gave me back all I'd lost to her fierce eyes."

 

Aengen laughs, glancing about at you and beating a playful rattling rythm from the drum, her foot tapping irresistably in time.

 

Aengen recites:

 

    "Kiloren would have thought it all a dream -

     When he arose next morning, so it seemed!

     Until he stepped outside...

     A fountain played, clear as Dergati's dark eyes -

     Phelim's gift."

 

Aengen says, "And so my great-grandmother swore to me - and Phelim's fountain may play in the heart of the desert to this day, for all I know."

 

Aengen bows, solemn-faced, with a smile lurking in her eyes as she draws her cloak about her and withdraws.

 

Aengen exclaims, "and it's all true, too - would I lie to such a fine group? Never....nor would my grandmother!"

 

 

 

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Aengen boosts herself up to perch on the bar, crossing her legs in a flurry of skirts and making sure you catch a glimpse of her ankles as she does so. She settles her mandolin, stroking the strings lightly as she grins at you.

 

Aengen teasingly says, "Now then - you know I told you I can't write love songs. I try, Murrula knows I do try....but they just don't cooperate. This next one, for instance - it was supposed to be so....ehrm......different from how it turned out."

 

Aengen asks, "Still, let's give it a try and see what you all think.....maybe some of you will agree with the philosophy, hm?"

 

Aengen flashes you all a cheerful wink as she launches into her next song.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Most bards will sing love songs, and I'm no exception.

     If you ask me, I'll sing one as blithe as a bird.

     I'll play a sweet song and ignore the deception

     But I know love is false by the stories I've heard."

 

Keeyanna's alto, Daerlynn's alto, Espritia's alto and Isembard's tenor join with Aengen's mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "So give me your silver, give me your gold

     And I'll sing of love that will never grow cold.

     Give me a drink of the velvet red wine

     And I'm sure I can sing of a love for all time."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "When I was quite young I believed every story

     Of love everlasting and ladies like doves,

     Of heroes who fought for their bright ladies' glory -

     But I've learned since then nothing's briefer than love."

 

Aengen glances sorrowfully in to the depths of her tragically empty goblet.

 

Aengen teasingly says, "Unless it should be the time between pouring the wine and finishing it. "

 

Keeyanna's alto, Daerlynn's alto, Espritia's alto and Isembard's tenor join with Aengen's mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "So give me your silver, give me your gold

     And I'll sing of love that will never grow cold.

     Give me a drink of the brandy so rare

     And I know I can sing of a love past compare."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "While passing through Dirgetown - now there's a bleak city -

     I heard of a lady in residence there

     Whose favour, though costly, is easy and pretty

     And leaves her loves smiling, with straw in their hair. "

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "By the banks of the river where tall Haven stands

     I met with a young man in darkest despair.

     His lady had left him to go with another

     And he lingered in grief and in sorrow by there."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "So give me your silver, give me your gold

     And I'll sing of love that will never grow cold.

      Give me a glass of the richest dark ale

     And maybe I'll sing of a love that won't pale."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "As I was passing through lovely Leth Deriel

     The sound of a great lamentation there came.

     I spied a sad maiden all weeping in sorrow

     When her lover betrayed her to ruin and shame."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "There's men in the Crossing who'll swear that they love you

     But ladies, sweet ladies, take heed of my words.

     Beware of their promises so sweet and hollow

      For they'll leave you to weeping alone and unheard."

 

Aengen glances in mock accusation about the room at all the extremely handsome gentlemen present before winking and launching into the next chorus.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "So give me your silver, give me your gold

     And I'll sing of love that will never grow cold.

     Give me a glass of the ouisque like fire

     And I'll sing to you of a true love's desire."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "So give me your silver, give me your gold

     And I'll sing of love that will never grow cold.

     But remember, I pray you, for I'll tell you true

     Coin stays with you longer than love's sweet words do!"

 

Aengen jumps off the bar and curtsies dramatically.

 

 

 

 

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Aengen asks, "Tell me, folks, do any of you remember a certain gent by the name of Ralel?"

Aengen asks, "And do you remember the rumour regarding him, and a certain plague that hit our Province?"

Aengen says, "Well, if you remember then perhaps you will enjoy this next song."

Aengen says, "and if not, well.....I'll sing it anyway"

Aengen sticks her nose up in the air haughtily.

Aengen grins.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "There was a cat, a very fine cat, sleek and pointy-eared-oh

      And he set out in the fine moonlight to find himself a rat-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Ralel-alel-alert-and-sly

      The cat's name was Ralel-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh he hunted up and he hunted down, and he hunted in the town-oh

      And at last he came to the midden-heaps, and he found a little rat-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Ralel-alel-all-smooth-and-proud

      The cat's name was Ralel-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh his eyes grew big and his whiskers preened, and his teeth flashed in a grin-oh

      And he played and played with that little rat and then he let it run-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Ralel-alel-all-still-and-scarce

      The cat's name was Ralel-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "And then he hunted here and there, and all around the woods-oh

      Until he found another rat, and he let that go too-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Ralel-alel-all-stealth-and-sneak

      The cat's name was Ralel-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Ralel-alel-all-smug-and-sure

      The cat's name was Ralel-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh he hides in the country, he hides in the town, he hides in the forest green-oh

      But there's more than one way to skin a cat, and he'd better hope he's not seen-oh."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Ralel-alel-all-sleek-and-sneak

      The cat's name is Ralel-oh."

 

Aengen ends her song with a scutter of running notes like little paws in the night.

 

 

 

 

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Gerint says, "how bout a love song for the about to be wed couple"

Aengen says, "I can do that"

Aengen says, "sortof...."

Aengen grins at Gerint.

Aengen says, "I have a nice, soft love song, surely - and will be happy to sing it for the couple if they would like"

Aengen smiles.

Aengen says, "it's short, for the naysayers"

Aengen grins.

Aengen says, "okay, okay"

Aengen exclaims, "a love song!"

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "When first we met, my love and I

      We little thought what love might be.

      We thought it was a pleasant game

      I for him and him for me."

 

Aengen fingers fly over the strings, coaxing a playful old folk tune to life.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "We met and it was honey sweet,

      We kissed and lit a warming fire.

      Now in his arms is home to me

      And he is all that I desire."

 

Aengen playing slows, and she plucks a gentler melody, a variation on an old love song which you have heard hummed, whistled or sung all your life.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Now he's my heart, and I am his,

      He is my light and I his day.

      And we two chose this path to walk

      That will now always be our way."

 

Aengen smiles to herself, swaying in rythm with the music as she plays.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "So wish us well, good people all

      And raise a glass in toast to love.

      It leads us home and keeps us warm

      And from this joy we'll not remove."

 

Aengen bends her head over her instrument, the bright notes of the old melody lingering in the air as her fingers coax a last refrain from the strings.

 

Aengen gazes about, a smile lingering on her mouth as she curtsies.

 

(Aengen toasts the happy couple.)

 

 

 

 

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Aengen says, "I have a few more, if you all still like"

Aengen says, "Okay, then I have a song of Sorrow, if you would like to hear it."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh do not sing for Sorrow,

     Raise not your voice aloud.

     Sorrow merits dirges slow,

     A dead march or a requiem

     But not a note in song."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Sing for joy and revelry

     Sing for hope and honesty.

     Sing for laughs and levity

     But not a note for Sorrow."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh, Sorrow lives in darkness

     And dark are all his ways.

     Pain is the weapon he wields,

     Rage and Fear the slaves he commands.

     Song may not enter there."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Sing for love and happiness,

     Sing for pleasure's soft caress.

     Sing for honour and prowess

     But never sing for Sorrow."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh, Sorrow is a cold thing,

     An emptiness of heart.

     A void of chill ambition

     Lost to all kindness and all light.

     Sing no song for Sorrow."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Sing for truth and mastery,

     Sing for mere frivolity,

     Sing in thoughtful reverie

     But sing no songs for Sorrow."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Sorrow comes to ev'ry life

     And brings in pain and tears,

     But after Sorrow must come joy

     As summer follows after snow

     And Sorrow is forgotten."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "So sing for love and life and hope

     And sing for pleasure and for joy.

     Sing for courage and for light

     But only pity Sorrow."

 

Aengen stands straight, regarding you all with a smile before bowing deeply.

 

Aengen says, "May sorrow never enter in here, and joy be monarch always."

 

 

 

 

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Aengen says, "Okay......I was saving the wench song, as Ama so elegantly names it, for my last song"

Aengen exclaims, "Okay - a wench song!"

Aengen grins.

Aengen says, "Though Ama misnames it - it's really a very serious song full of good advice and counsel."

Aengen frowns sternly at Amabella.

Aengen grins.

 

Aengen says, "When I was just a young girl setting out in the world eager and green, my mother gave me a piece of advice which has stood me in good stead many a time since."

 

Aengen gazes about and, catching your eye, grins unapologetically.

 

Aengen teasingly says, "Well, truth to tell, she gave me a great *many* pieces of advice, but this one, I remembered."

 

Aengen bends her head over her instrument, coaxing a lively, simple melody from the strings.

 

Aengen says, "Gentle audience, I crave your indulgence as I risk your ears - and I will share with you "Ma's Advice"."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "As I was walking through the town

      As I went up, as I went down

      I met a thief all dressed in grey

      Who said he'd steal my heart away."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Oh no, I said, this will not be

      Good sir, my mother fore-warned me

      Said she, "My daughter, take good care -

      Kiss them quick and leave them there"."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "I kissed the thief all dressed in grey

      And winked and wandered on my way."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "As I was walking up the road

      As I sang high, as I sang low

      I met a paladin shining bright

      Who said he'd be my own true knight."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "I buffed him up and thanked him fair

      Then kissed him quick and left him there."

 

Aengen smiles reminiscently, innocently remarking "He said he wanted to see if we could "make his soulstone shine in the dark!"

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "As I climbed up a mountain high

      (I speak no truth, I speak no lie)

      A charming ranger came my way

      And took my hand and bid me stay."

 

Aengen rolls her eyes, and whispers behind her hand "he *said* he wanted to show me "a little bit about skinning"..."

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "I let him track me for a while

      Then kissed and left him with a smile."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "I chanced on a Trader, rich and rare

      Who stayed my step and spoke me fair.

      I rode with him, both up and down

      To pass the time from town to town."

 

Aengen looks rueful, exclaiming "And a rough and bumpy ride it was!"

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "But at ride's end I bade farewell

      And kissed and promised not to tell."

 

Aengen winks at you, whispering "Well, I'm not telling *much*!"

Aengen giggles.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "As I was travelling light and free

      A handsome empath chanced on me

      He touched me in that way they will

      And cleaned and healed me of all ill."

 

Aengen dreamily says, ""Say what you will, NO one else can touch like an empath can....""

 

Aengen flushes slightly and picks up the tempo.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "I thanked him for his touch so rare

      And kissed him quick and left him there."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "I met a war mage tall and grim -

      Hard work to get a smile from him!

     His Ice Patch made me fall quite hard

      But he warmed me up with his Fire Shard."

 

Aengen catches the eye of an elderly War Mage in the audience and blows him a kiss, causing him to blush an alarmingly bright red.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "His magic almost made me stay

      But I kissed him quick and ran away."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "I danced my way by land and sea -

      A barbarian fighter danced with me.

      With wrapped and twining limbs we'd spin

      Parry and stalk and dance again."

 

Aengen fingers dance over the strings, coaxing a spill of notes like laughter from her instrument as she spins, stamping her feet playfully.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Oh, he was sweet, and he was wild

      But I kissed him quick and was not beguiled."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "As I was roving one night late

      A moon mage told to me my fate.

      He tossed my bones and said he'd be

      My pleasure and my destiny."

 

Aengen flashes a laughing glance at you through her lashes.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "Oh he was fine and he was fair

      But I kissed him hard and left him there."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "A Cleric in the temple said

      That he was sure I'd raise the dead.

      I thought it was a peevish whim

      But he swore I was raising him!"

 

Aengen blushes and looks unconvincingly appalled.

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "I prayed his pardon, he prayed I stay

      But I kissed him demurely and went on my way."

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "As I sang in an inn so fine

      A fellow bard sprang for the wine.

      I kissed him once, he kissed me twice

      (Seems his ma gave him good advice!)"

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "He kissed me quick, he kissed me fair

      He winked at me and left me there."

 

Aengen gasps in disbelief.

Aengen wryly exclaims, "And he stiffed me for the tab, too!"

 

A chorus of voices join with Aengen's leading mezzo-soprano as she sings:

 

    "A bard is free, a bard is fair

      A bard travels wild as the open air

      She'll play your heart away from you

      Then sing it back as good as new."

 

Aengen gazes about, her eyes travelling the crowd appraisingly. Catching your glance, she gazes at you expectantly.

 

Aengen sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:

 

    "Now my song is over, I hope it has pleased

      And I need a drink for the thirst it has raised!"

 

Aengen smiles brilliantly and whirls about once more, skirts flashing as she sinks again into a deep curtsey, her empty hand outstretched in parched appeal.

 

Aengen says, "night, everyone - and thank you again very much. It was a blast singing for you all."

 

 

 

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         THE GUEST LIST

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Aengen Paranien of Elanthia, an Elf. [back to Guest List]

She has amber eyes, very long thick black hair that is braided, and black skin.

She is young for an Elf.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a sloe-eyed coyote mask, a gold drop earring set in the center with a small glittering topaz, a soft yellow Idon's trumpet, a black medium velvet case, a black velvet sash, a tight black high-necked sweater, a fine bronze-hued cut velvet skirt with thin hammered disks hanging from the dagged hem, a soft gold suede garter with a ruby phoenix buckle, a black velvet knapsack, a carved simple pick and an enameled-iron black fox pin with bright amber eyes.

 

 

Journeyman Ailill Dreaghnean of Elanthia, a Human Bard. [back to Guest List]

He has jade eyes, very long thick amber hair that is loose, and tanned skin.

He is young for a Human.

He has some light stubble on his face.

He has a tattoo of a full-masted sailing vessel on a violent ocean on his arm.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a flagon of ginger beer in his right hand and a flagon of ginger beer in his left.

He is wearing a oak longbow, a leather reinforced helm, a silver medium case, a carved pick, some rich sable boots, a leather aventail, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a rich sable sack, a sable cloak embroidered with a raven bearing the crest of the Bards' guild, an emerald green quiver, a crimson and forest plaid kilt, a forest green sheath, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, some elegant ebony leathers seamed with double rows of snow opals, a Bardic Spirit Knot kilt-brooch, a marqueterie copperleaf locket, a crystal rose pendant and a tall pewter tankard.

 

 

Huntress Amabella Moonmad of Elanthia, an Elothean Ranger. [back to Guest List]

She has one violet eye and one silver eye, very long thick platinum hair that is loose, and rosy skin.

She is in her prime for an Elothean.

She has a tattoo of a golden hawk with its wings spread wide on her ankle.

 

She has deep cuts across the abdomen, deep slashes across the back.

 

She is wearing some reinforced hide gloves, a leather-cup shepherd's sling, a banded silver albredine ring, a lantholite gwethdesuan, some winged cougar-leather boots, a soft tan doeskin sack, a jade engagement ring, a thick leather thigh quiver stitched in twine with crossed arrows, a dark hunting tunic of feather-soft doeskin, an eagle feather, a sturdy weapon harness, a dark spidersilk pouch, a small cambrinth stone strung on steel wire, a sturdy grey wool cloak with a dark fur hood, a faint violet vela'tohr flower, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, some soft tan doeskin leathers, a ebony longbow, a waermodi gwethdesuan and a leather cowl.

 

 

Commander Argot Dominai of Elanthia, a Gor'Tog Barbarian. [back to Guest List]

He has black eyes and green-grey skin.

He is in his prime for a Gor'Tog.

 

He has faint scuffing to the chest, minor scarring along the chest area, tiny scratches to the abdomen, minor scarring along the abdomen.

 

He is holding an obsidian black broadsword in his right hand.

He is wearing a lumpy bundle, a supple suede satchel with tightly-braided steelsilk laces, a beribboned medal enameled with the proud crest of Zoluren, a short hunting spear, an enameled-iron black fox pin with bright amber eyes, a dark silk sash embroidered with the crest of Zoluren, a weathered beisswurm backpack, some heavy grey woolen pants that hang in loose folds, a barbarian's wristlet made of cured kelpie leather and interlaced goblin bones, an ugly grey sack, a mottled reaver-hide sack with bone-tipped strings, a black lambskin sporran, a tiny wrist pouch crafted from a rat skull, an iron-banded leather helm with a depending segmented neck guard, a deep crimson swordsman's shirt laced at the neck with a woven silver cord, some oiled leather armor reinforced with darkened steel plates and spiked guards, a platinum Shosandu ring, a thick bearskin cloak embroidered with the image of the boar of Everild appearing to be charging off the back, some spike-knuckled leather gauntlets with dragons tooled on the cuffs, some thick bearskin boots with engraved boar tusk heels, a wild boar charm, an agate band with snarling gargoyle faces outlined in copper wire, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Barbarian Guild, a small leather pouch decorated with bear claws and viper fangs, an earring made from a large yellowed Leucro tooth suspended from a silver wire, a double-wrapped leather sword belt tooled with rampaging wild boars and an oval shield.

 

 

Belulhe Baringsford, an Elven Cleric. [back to Guest List]

She has dark eyes, shoulder length thick black hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is young for an Elf.

 

She has some tiny scars across the right arm, some faint scars along the left hand.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a waermodi gwethdesuan, a sturdy backpack, a wilted rose, some mail gloves, a polished chain balaclava, some polished chain, a crystal charm hung from a fine silver chain, some trousers, a rich golden pouch, a silver-edged dark spidersilk pouch, some ankle-high Elven stalking boots, a fuzzy gem pouch, an articulated blued-steel weapon harness with interlocking plates engraved with the form of a regal lion, a gold medallion symbolizing dedication to Chadatru, a shimmering fiery scarlet ribbon and a pilgrim's badge.

 

 

Blackrune Aki'zekh, a Rakash Paladin. [back to Guest List]

He has crystal blue eyes, shoulder length thick black hair that is tousled, and ebon skin.

He is young for a Rakash.

He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a long tangled beard.

 

He has deep cuts across the right leg.

 

He is wearing a target shield, a light crossbow, some black gauntlets, a brilliant scarlet surcoat emblazoned with a majestic raven, a fine mesh backpack, a wide leather Therengian war belt riveted with decorative pewter plates, a sprig of mistletoe, a jet black leather harness, a field plate armor, a darkened chain balaclava adorned with an iron dragon circlet and a pilgrim's badge.

 

 

Bubbinster Bladebender of Elanthia, a Dwarf. [back to Guest List]

He has black eyes, very long thick blue-black hair that is braided, and tanned skin.

He is young for a Dwarf.

He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a long shaggy beard.

He has a tattoo of a skull and crossbones on his arm.

 

He has faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the left eye.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a blue and gold velvet brocade pouch in his right hand.

He is wearing a sack streaked with ale and wine stains, a journey-worn instrument case, a dark blue armband embroidered with the heraldic device of the Stone Clan Militia, a black silk shirt adorned with beveled platinum cufflinks, a carved black pick, an etched silver medallion, an ornate scabbard, some boots, a canvas field kit, a sturdy black backpack, some massive plate armor, some black broadcloth pants with a row of gold coins stitched up the side, a tall pewter tankard, a dwarven great helm, a pewter tankard etched with a stylized dragon clasping its tail in its mouth and a pair of mesh bronze handguards.

 

 

Daerlynn Soulmyste of Elanthia, a Human Bard. [back to Guest List]

She has jade eyes, shoulder length straight brunette hair that is loose, and pale skin.

She is young for a Human.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a small pumpkin in her left hand.

She is wearing some golden viper-skin boots embroidered with rampant black dragons, a dark grey messenger's satchel reinforced with thick black leather, a brightwork greatsword scabbard with a fire-gilded king snake wrapped down its length, some silvered chain woven over the heart with steelsilk links forming a white dove bearing a broken sword, a delicate silver Elven chain choker, a leaf-green suede garter with criss-crossed laces, a hip pouch, a Bardic Soul Knot hair-clasp, a delicate white gold wedding ring entwined with a lover's knot cradling a harp, a carved pick, some hammered gold toe bells, a belled anklet, a filigreed gold bracelet studded with frost opals and hung with tiny bells, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a dark amber ear cuff adorned with tiny silver bells, a gypsy kerchief, a silver mesh moonflower framed by delicate emerald silk leaves, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a forest green linen peasant blouse with a loose and daring neckline and a multi-colored tiered gypsy skirt that is gathered up highly on one side.

 

 

Mercenary Easem Grinnidat, a Gor'Tog Barbarian. [back to Guest List]

He has crystal blue eyes and emerald skin.

He is young for a Gor'Tog.

He is in good shape.

 

He is wearing some jet black leathers, some jet black boots, a spear, an embossed greatsword sheath, a studded greatsword harness, a jet black backpack, a sack, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a black cape embroidered with a barbarian standing over a defeated foe, a midnight black pouch, a pendant, a jackal-tooth wristband and a quilted silver velvet doublet.

 

 

Enchantria LakeDreams, a S'Kra Mur. [back to Guest List]

She has slitted hazel eyes and black scales.

She is in her prime for a S'Kra Mur.

She has a tattoo of a blood-red scorpion curled around a black rose on her shoulder.

 

She has faint scuffing to the right arm.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a wild rose in her right hand.

She is wearing an emerald silk handfasting cord fastened at either end with a serpentine ruby band, an ebony thigh bag, a simple pewter charm bracelet, a worn golden medallion, a twisted silver cloak pin inset with a cranberry glass fireball, a darkened metal lockpick case, a winter emerald and silver pendant, some knee-high moccasins, a small platinum pin engraved with the Warrior Mage crest circled with glaysker flowers, a gold pin displaying two wolves standing side by side washed in the warm glow of a brilliant sunrise, a white silver cleric's earring shaped as two hands raised in benediction, a pair of faceted emerald teardrop earrings, a delicate brooch fashioned into the letter "E" encircled by gold filigree, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a gold tail band shaped like a cobra with shimmering emerald eyes, a platinum cloak clasp engraved with the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild, a smooth jade stickpin with the crest of the Warrior Mage's Guild inlaid in gold, a forest green crushed velvet cloak, a delicate emerald satin garter with ebony lace and tiny cut onyx seed beads, a canvas sack, a sable velvet alchemy bag embroidered with starry white hemlock blossoms, a black wand pouch with the image of a female S'Kra Mur Warrior Mage wielding a wand, a supple tan deerskin pouch decorated with cut-glass seed beads, a finely detailed leather armband in the form of a brown and gold king snake, a well-traveled ebony backpack embroidered with a vivid mountain lake scene, a rosewood longbow, a delicate white gold wedding band cast with a pair of running wolves, a flat-black chain balaclava, a black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, a robe of ebony chain links shaped like S'kra Mur scales, some polished chain gloves with clawed hands worked into them in brass links, a jade-inlaid antique gold engagement ring set with a exquisite marquise emerald, a deep emerald green stonewashed cotton sarong, a crystal-beaded scarf of charcoal silk that is wrapped loosely around the neck and over the head, a gold ring bearing the crest of the Barbarian's Guild, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild, a finely-crafted black cambrinth tailband shaped into the form of a cobra and a dainty white rose wristlet.

 

 

Tale Singer Espritia Melodics, a Human Bard. [back to Guest List]

She has dark eyes, long curly black hair that is braided, and tanned skin.

She is fairly young for a Human.

She has a tattoo of a fiery red rose with licks of flame for petals on her shoulder.

 

She has some faint scars along the right arm, some faint scars along the right leg, some faint scars along the left leg.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a glass of mint iced-tea in her right hand.

She is wearing some mail gloves, a silk backpack embroidered with a wren sitting on a cat, a golden silk bodice, an embossed quiver, some scale greaves, a red gem pouch, a carved pick, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a leather sheath, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, some dainty black velvet slippers with polished silver buckles, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, an enameled cloak clasp shaped like the masks of tragedy and comedy, a filmy skirt of black gauze over crimson silk set along the hem with tiny beaten gold disks, a belled anklet, a black velvet hooded cloak, a crimson silk pouch adorned with a crystal charm depicting Faenella's wren carrying a rose in its beak, a crimson dragon-painted shield, an ivory-inlaid composite bow and some ring mail.

 

 

Hunter Eupholus Bennetti of Elanthia, a Dwarf. [back to Guest List]

He has black eyes, long thick brown hair that is unkempt, and ebon skin.

He is young for a Dwarf.

He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a long shaggy beard.

 

He has deep cuts across the neck, deep cuts across the back.

 

He is holding a flagon of ginger beer in his right hand.

He is wearing a reinforced cuirbouilli coat, a leather cowl, an ebony short bow, some chain greaves, some mail gloves, a lumpy bundle, a dark blue armband embroidered with the heraldic device of the Stone Clan Militia, a soldier's supply bag, some buckskin pants, a wolfskin sheath, a cambrinth ring, a wide dwarven mining belt of sturdy worn leather, a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps, a buckskin tunic, a thigh quiver and some heavy leather mining boots.

 

 

Minstrel Gerint Idon's-Heron, a Human. [back to Guest List]

He has crystal green eyes, long straight black hair that is loose, and fair skin.

He is young for a Human.

He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip.

He has a tattoo of a wren perched upon a fisted gauntlet over a lute of gold on his wrist.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a flagon of ginger beer in his right hand.

He is wearing some ebony mail interwoven with golden steelsilk links forming a cascade of lightning bolts, an onyx black satin long pouch, a deep ebony sack, a sweeping black silk cloak embroidered with a spiraling band of silvery stars, a jade wedding ring, a silver cloak pin embellished with a medium green zircon, a greatsword sheath, some rich red pleated wool breeches embroidered with golden lutes and wandering rose vines, a supple black leucro leather tunic embossed on the back with a stylized heron expressing a haughty sneer, a dark blue tailored silk shirt with carved onyx buttons, some ebony steel-rimmed spectacles, some thigh-length dryad-skin boots, a mirror-finish gold-plated ring engraved with the heron of Idon, a ruby engagement ring, a lapis lazuli dryad bauble, a twisted brass charm bracelet, a ebon-hued pouch, a ebon-hued bag, a copper heron trinket, a sapphire heron earring, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, an ebony journey pack, some black knee socks, an ebon-hued sheath, a darkened metal lockpick case, a journey-worn instrument case, a alder longbow and a lumpy bundle.

 

 

Glaerith Daell of Elanthia, a Halfling Moon Mage. [back to Guest List]

She has crystal green eyes, shoulder length curly black hair that is loose, and rosy skin.

She is a tartsnatcher for a Halfling.

 

She has faint scuffing to the head, tiny scratches to the right hand, faint scuffing to the left hand.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a Taffelberry fizz in her right hand.

She is wearing some chain greaves, a diminutive cambrinth welkin, some quilted ring mail, some green knee socks, a pure white wool backpack stitched with a small lamb, a blue spidersilk rose tinted the lovely hue of Xibar's light, a vivid green satin rosette, a brass ox trinket, a dangling onyx ox charm on a silver chain, a hammered copper ring bearing the crest of the Moon Mage Guild, a glass moon trinket, a tin shadowling trinket, a softly-draped sleeveless white silk tunic, a lightweight green silk bodice with full elbow-length sleeves, a soft midnight blue velvet rune pouch embroidered with silvery stars, a wooden ring carved in the shape of a curled mouse, a woven silver choker sprinkled with dark emerald teardrops, a jade green spidersilk skirt with frothy white batiste petticoats, a glass egg trinket and a dark grey messenger's satchel reinforced with thick black leather.

 

 

Hartblest Saiman, a Human. [back to Guest List]

He has silver eyes, shoulder length fine dark brown hair that is tousled, and fair skin.

He is young for a Human.

He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.

 

He has minor swelling and bruising around the left arm, tiny scratches to the left leg, minor scarring along the chest area, some faint scars along the abdomen.

 

He is wearing a slender gold-tipped lance, a reinforced shuri-kota, a full plate armor, a pilgrim's badge, a twisted cambrinth armband, a twisted cambrinth armband, some gauntlets, a great helm, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a sickly brown vela'tohr flower, a somber black vela'tohr flower, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a subtle yellow vela'tohr flower, a ebony longbow, a leather-cup shepherd's sling, a fuzzy yellow blanket, some horn-rimmed spectacles, a gold-inlaid cambrinth ring molded into the form of a broken shield, a bronzed cambrinth pendant engraved with a detailed image of a goshawk, a thigh quiver embroidered with a stylized crow, a gold medallion symbolizing dedication to Chadatru, a dangling silver skull earring set with brilliant ruby eyes, a sprig of mistletoe, a black leather split-strap sword belt with silver inlays, a brown leather rucksack, a small bronze badge cast in the shape of a gladiola, a jade engagement ring, a small bronze badge cast in the shape of a gladiola, a smoke grey bandana, a sea bag, some winged bear-hide boots, a handcarved teak herbalist's case clasped with a crystal jadice flower, a dark blue spidersilk pouch, a tawny brown cotton handfasting cord adorned with carved teak beads, a set of thirteen brass bells each etched with a regal looking animal, a lantholite gwethdesuan and a banded silver albredine ring.

 

 

Heston Falconsong, an Elothean. [back to Guest List]

She has crystal blue eyes, short straight auburn hair that is loose, and copper skin.

She is in her prime for an Elothean.

She has a tattoo of a curved dagger with a skull-shaped pommel on her back.

 

She has some faint scars along the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, minor scarring along the left arm, some faint scars along the right leg, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the back.

 

She is wearing some silvered chain gauntlets engraved on the cuffs with lutes and wandering rose vines, a rainbowed chain balaclava, a target shield, some roan blue wolfskin leathers, a black wool scarf with one end flipped casually over the shoulder, a pure black swan feather, a somber black haversack, some black sealskin boots, a black oak amulet carved in the shape of a wolf, a blue sapphire eyebrow ring with blackened heron feathers dangling to the side, a hooded journeyman's cloak made of dark hides and lined with black fur, a tight black high-necked sweater, some charcoal-grey pleated wool dueling pants accented with subtle burgundy piping and an onyx-inlaid light crossbow.

 

 

Sentinel Ingwe Eregion of Elanthia, an Elven Paladin. [back to Guest List]

He has crystal blue eyes, long straight strawberry hair that is loose, and pale skin.

He is young for an Elf.

He has a large, thick, bristling mustache on his upper lip and a long fuzzy beard.

 

He has faint scuffing to the head, faint scuffing to the neck, faint scuffing to the right arm, cuts and bruises about the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, tiny scratches to the left leg, faint scuffing to the right hand, faint scuffing to the left hand, minor swelling and bruising in the chest area compounded by deep cuts across the chest area, minor swelling and bruising in the abdomen compounded by cuts and bruises about the abdomen, faint scuffing to the back.

 

He is bleeding lightly from the chest.

 

He is wearing some tailored suede trousers, a royal blue damask doublet edged with gold piping along the shark-tooth hem, an indigo gem pouch, an emblazoned tower shield, a sprig of mistletoe, a blue and gold velvet brocade pouch, a gold medallion symbolizing dedication to Everild, a small ankle pouch with an embroidered strap, a gold-highlighted crimson velvet tabard embroidered with an ornate crown suspended over a triple-bladed dagger, some charcoal steel-toed boots, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a golden fleece greatcloak fastened with a wrought-iron chain clasp damascened in gold and silver, a deep black thigh bag with a hand-forged silver clasp, a smooth black agate ring with two singing wrens carved into the band, a wide leather Therengian war belt riveted with decorative pewter plates, a sapphire blue journey pack, a braided silver and gold ring set with a sleeping cambrinth lioness, a glass scorpion charm suspended from a spidersilk cord, some highly polished silvery plate embossed with a vivid dragon, a twilight-blue helm with a darkened silver visor and somber black heron plumes, some deep black gauntlets looped with narrow platinum chain, a handcarved teak herbalist's case clasped with a crystal jadice flower, a delicate pouch woven with the fibers of various herbs, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Paladin Guild, a sjatmal gwethdesuan and a light blue blanket with dark blue patches.

 

 

Isembard Isimbard, a Human. [back to Guest List]

He has ale-brown eyes, shoulder length straight golden brown hair that is loose, and tanned skin.

He is fairly young for a Human.

He has an elegantly trimmed mustache on his upper lip and a long, narrow elegantly trimmed goatee.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a glass of plum wine in his left hand.

He is wearing a birch short bow, an oval shield, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a silver flute case, a Bardic Soul Knot pendant, a lavender blue ear-stud, a loose linen shirt, some copper pin-striped trousers, a hip pouch, a thigh pouch, a lavender blue neckband, some polished black leather boots with gold-trimmed leather tassels, a blue medium case, a carved dragon-engraved pick, a lavender leather sheath, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a sturdy black backpack and a golden tasseled spear.

 

 

Taleweaver Jaebom Clivin, a S'Kra Mur Bard. [back to Guest List]

He has one crystal green eye and one violet eye and golden scales.

He is young for a S'Kra Mur.

 

He has some faint scars along the right leg, some tiny scars across the left leg.

He is in good shape.

 

He is wearing a ruby scorpion amulet, a dark silk cloak embroidered with a jade green dragon set with ruby eyes, a motley jester's tabard of faded green and gold satin diamonds, a silver-grey doublet with the Bard Guild crest embroidered on the left chest, some dark brown leather sandals, a gold tail band shaped like a cobra with shimmering topaz eyes, a sack streaked with ale and wine stains, some solid black troll-skin pants with a thin dusty rose stripe down the sides, a long mesh weapon harness, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a glittering quartz nose stud, an etched Bard crest pin, a journey-worn instrument case, a fine linen pillowcase colorfully embroidered with the crest of Taelbert's Inn, a double-strapped black leather tail pouch, a troll-claw necklace, a silver chain, a tattered burlap bag marked "Majikul Supplize", a slender silver eyebrow ring, a carved wren-engraved pick, a glass S'Kra Mur trinket, a wooden crow trinket, a shiny pig anklet, a carved beryl piglet bauble, a glass adder trinket and a silvery sirenfish-skin backpack.

 

 

Jaqueni Onofrio of Elanthia, a Human. [back to Guest List]

She has violet eyes, long thick blue-black hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is in her prime for a Human.

She has a tattoo of an iridescent winged butterfly on her ankle.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing some earrings with tiny enameled purple violets, a sky blue spidersilk skirt inset with sheer white gauze, a sky blue spidersilk bodice inset with sheer white gauze, a oak longbow, a faded-violet leather talisman pouch, some ankle-high Elven stalking boots, a double-wrapped leather sword belt tooled with wandering rose vines, an exquisitely tailored cloak that hangs from shoulder to ankle in unbroken waves of black watersilk, a glittering silver ear cuff, a deep violet garter with silvery silk ribbons, a woven silver choker sprinkled with marquise diamonds, a heavy silver charm bracelet, a supple suede satchel with tightly-braided steelsilk laces, a carved black ironwood ring resembling a dragon coiled around a ruby rose, a thigh quiver, a string of silver and jade beads and a lumpy bundle.

 

 

Madrigal Jenkz Monttoya of Elanthia, an Elf. [back to Guest List]

She has violet eyes, very long wavy honey hair that is tousled, and fair skin.

She is young for an Elf.

She has a tattoo of a dark nightshade weaving its way through a delicate circlet of hemlock blossoms on her right ankle.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a festive ivy and grape crown, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a sprig of mistletoe, some dark silver spectacles with moss-tinted lenses, some glittering snowflake filigree earrings, a dark amber ear cuff adorned with tiny silver bells, a soft pale grey woolen cloak hooded with a white ermine cowl, a hand-crafted leather music satchel, a crescent-shaped steel tower shield embossed with a horn-of-plenty and a cluster of ripe red grapes, a pale spidersilk backpack, a tin Elf trinket, an obsidian Poet bauble, an artfully crafted pin of silver and gemstones depicting a fae gathering, some soft silvery weepers, a silver Elven filigree bracelet, a braided lute-string ring, some pure white fur-lined leathers, a silver mail belt with dangling clusters of exotic silver coins, a crushed velvet handfasting cord adorned with an etched dark steel band, a set of thirteen slender crystalline chimes inset with filigreed silver animal charms, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a witch ball, a sturdy spider pouch, an elaborately braided ceremonial spidersilk sheath, an engraved pewter lockpick case, a dainty black velvet garter, some beaten silver toe bells and some hip length white calfshide boots.

 

 

Karmina Burana, a Human. [back to Guest List]

She has dark eyes, long straight red hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is young for a Human.

 

She has faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, cuts and bruises about the right leg, faint scuffing to the left leg, tiny scratches to the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen, faint scuffing to the back.

 

She is wearing some flat-black chain, a worked leather backpack, a pair of mesh flat-black handguards, a reinforced osage Elven war bow hand-tooled with an undulating wave pattern, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a cambrinth ring, a darkened chain balaclava adorned with an iron dragon circlet, a bejeweled scabbard embossed with the crest of the Warrior Mage guild, a lockpick case with a detailed painting of the western mountains, a tattered burlap bag marked "Majikul Supplize", a small black velvet pouch trimmed with scarlet satin, a smooth black agate ring with two singing wrens carved into the band, a gleaming broad gold choker shot through with a thin line of platinum, a long dark hooded cloak, some buffed black leather riding boots with bronze rowel spurs, a waermodi gwethdesuan and a smooth ebony crossbow set with carved onyx panthers.

 

 

Journeywoman Keeyanna Fleurent, a Dwarven Bard. [back to Guest List]

She has amber eyes, shoulder length wavy ginger hair that is loose, and tanned skin.

She is young for a Dwarf.

She has an elegantly trimmed full beard.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a lavender medium suede case, a fringed doeskin jerkin, a small silver hair barrette encrusted with amethyst dust, a leather belt, a soft black suede backpack, a frosted blue fluorite bracelet with a silver dolphin clasp, some cerulean blue dueling pants embroidered in gold with wandering vines around the waist and cuffs, some old boots, a waermodi gwethdesuan and a dark gem pouch.

 

 

Kindryd Irovytree, a Human. [back to Guest List]

He has violet eyes, is bald, and has tanned skin.

He is young for a Human.

He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a long shaggy beard.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding an ilmenite-tipped wand in his right hand.

He is wearing a tarnished silver ring inset with cambrinth skulls, a teardrop cambrinth pendant, a silver laminated bracer with a cambrinth cabochon set in its center, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a dangling silver skull earring set with brilliant ruby eyes, a pair of shiny black leather riding boots fastened with a silver dragon buckles, a black leather bullwhip, a coal black raven charm, an ugly grey sack, some long black leathern wings that hang in sweeping tatters, a gold mourning band etched with a skeleton in bas-relief, a black satin gem pouch with a blued-steel raven clasp, a wide tooled-leather belt with a burnished silver raven's head buckle, some ebony weepers, a necklace made up of a number of tiny rat skulls sewn onto a brilliant silver thread, a white leather scroll case embossed with the symbol for eternity, a soft black suede haversack, a silver gilt hauberk, a massive polished black round shield with a silvered skull boss, a bat-winged corsesca, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a blackened chain coif with a silvery steel eye-guard, some black scale gauntlets with ornamental silvered talons extending from the fingertips and a longbow wrapped in hand-tooled leather.

 

 

Minstrel Lemack Grenezeal of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur Bard. [back to Guest List]

He has slitted dark eyes and black scales.

He is young for a S'Kra Mur.

 

He has faint scuffing to the neck, faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, minor swelling and bruising in the chest area, cuts and bruises about the abdomen, faint scuffing to the back, faint scuffing to the right eye.

 

He is wearing a heavy S'lai crossbow, a heavy serpent-trigger crossbow, a pewter tankard etched with a stylized dragon clasping its tail in its mouth, a red sash, some onyx armbands, some soft black steel-toed boots, a crimson vest, some somber black breeches, a crystal nightingale charm, a jackal-tooth wristband, a tail band, an embossed quiver, a busker's shirt, a carved pick, a black leather hand-tooled highwayman's belt, a troll-claw necklace, a brass Bard trinket, a sturdy backpack, a finely crafted cerulean blue Bard's bag clasped with a tiny silver keg, a leather sheath, a glass S'Kra Mur trinket, a jackal-tooth wristband, a gold crossbow ear-stud, a deep blue woolen jacket fastened with carved rowan buttons bearing an embroidered Bards' Guild badge on one sleeve, a dark red cloak bearing the symbol of the Crossing town guard, a glass Bard trinket, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, some chain shiny red legguards and some fiery scarlet mail.

 

 

Lisca Theyd, an Elven Moon Mage. [back to Guest List]

She has green eyes, long wavy red hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is young for an Elf.

 

She has faint scuffing to the right hand, faint scuffing to the abdomen.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a cambrinth ring bearing the crest of the Moon Mage Guild, a smooth ebony crossbow set with carved onyx panthers, a spiraling crystal brooch, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a pair of emerald earrings, an emerald choker, a deep crimson spidersilk ribbon, some soft black spidersilk stockings, a filmy skirt of black gauze over crimson silk set along the hem with tiny beaten gold disks, a black satin bodice laced with silvery velvet threads, a dainty black velvet garter, some dark leather boots buckled with emerald-inlaid silver clasps, some reinforced greaves, a silk backpack embroidered with a wren sitting on a cat, a dark blue tapestry cloak with a wide sable shawl collar, an ebon leather cowl shadow-embroidered with emerald-eyed panthers, a dark gem pouch, a milady's cloak and some fringed moss-green suede falconer's gauntlets.

 

Battle Empath Melindrha Quinnell of Elanthia, a Halfling Empath. [back to Guest List]

She has crystal blue eyes, very long curly strawberry hair that is braided, and tanned skin.

She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.

She has a tattoo of an iridescent winged butterfly on her ankle.

 

She has a black and blue right eye, tiny scratches to the left eye.

 

She is wearing a tall pewter tankard, a woven silver choker sprinkled with dark emerald teardrops, a small ankle pouch with an embroidered strap, an ivory spidersilk garter edged in Elven lace and tiny seed pearls, a platinum-hued armor pack shot through with narrow strands of steelsilk, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a delicately carved ivory pin, a slender toe ring woven with purple and green crystalline strands, a silverwillow ring carved in the shape of a charging ram, a slender silver eyebrow ring, a cheerful ivory ram charm, a creamy hulnik linen hooded cloak trimmed with a border of richly embroidered purple silk and the image of a silvery unicorn prancing upon a field of clover, a polished silver bracelet engraved with a blooming rose, a silver earcuff engraved with ivy vines bearing deep emerald leaves, a brass Empath trinket, a rose quartz Halfling bauble, a diadem formed of an emerald teardrop on a twisted silver chain, a handcarved teak herbalist's case clasped with a crystal jadice flower, a twisted golden armband, a frayed knot-work rope belt, a golden unicorn shaped nose stud, a woven sack, a delicate gold rose ring, a flowing golden skirt with rich embroidery, a spun glass nightshade flower tinted the hues of darkness, a witch ball, a set of thirteen fluted silver chimes embellished with elegant golden filigree, an ironwood staff surmounted by a sculpted ebony raven, a polished steel band inlaid with darkened steel ravens in flight, a blue topaz butterfly pin bejeweled with garnets and pearls, some spidery silver-rimmed spectacles, some deep blue chain patterned in silvery-white steelsilk with dazzling stars entwined among hemlock blossoms, some highly polished handguards etched with an intricate ivy pattern, a tower shield, a tarnished silver halo and a side-laced silk bodice.

 

 

Micwolf Winterlorn, a Human. [back to Guest List]

He has hazel eyes, shoulder length thick black hair that is loose, and tanned skin.

He is young for a Human.

He has a short thin mustache on his upper lip and a sparse beard.

He has a tattoo of a roaring lion over a set of scales weighing a sword and an olive laurel on his arm.

He is in good shape.

 

He is wearing a heavy S'lai crossbow, some night-black obsidian prayer beads strung on a chain of white gold, a heavy white gold wedding band cast with a pair of running wolves, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a somber black snakeskin moneybelt with an antiqued white gold wolf's head belt buckle, a rich emerald silk sash embroidered with the image of Peri'el and a slumbering dragon, a set of thirteen golden bells embellished with leafy silver filigree, a Katamba black leather armband intricately tooled with a sword-crossed scale, a lavishly engraved jade incense case, a supple dark leather bag embroidered with a guantleted hand squishing a thief, a sculptured gold wristband displaying the crest of the House of Winterlorn, a molded gold pin depicting a thief in the jaws of Chadatru's fierce lion, a black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, a five-strand abalone dance necklace with black onyx and deep red garnet beads, some well-worn black leather boots tooled with a faded emblem, a deep blue sapphire engagement ring cast in white gold with two running wolves, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Cleric Guild, a sweeping black cloak with a regal high collar and rich gold embroidery, a polished silver necklace made of crescent moon-shaped links with a ruby-eyed onyx wolf pendant, an ebon-hued pouch, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a pilgrim's badge, a cambrinth armband inset with a polished silver crest, a deep black traveler's pack fastened with a darkened steel claw-shaped clasp, some wolfskin leathers and a jet black mediumweight crossbow with a leather-wrapped stock.

 

 

You are Mykk Dalys of Elanthia, a Halfling. [back to Guest List]

You have blue eyes, short wavy black hair that is tied back, and tanned skin.

You are clean shaven.

You are in good shape.

 

You are holding some soft wine-laced cheese in your right hand.

You are wearing a supple leather journeyman's cloak tooled with a modwyn vine twisting along the hem, a white cotton shirt, a knotted leather belt, some pleated black wool trousers, a purple tapestry satchel embroidered with a gilded taffelberry branch -- the emblem of the Arthe Dale Trader's Guild, a leather weapon harness, a willow backpack, a jadeite gwethdesuan and a kyanite gwethdesuan.

 

 

Razzleberrie Dalure of Elanthia, a Halfling. [back to Guest List]

She has dark eyes, very long straight russet hair that is braided, and ebon skin.

She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a glass of plum wine in her right hand.

She is wearing a sturdy red backpack, a colorful candy bag painted with various stylized animals, a small jeweled sack, an azure hip pouch with the image of cresting waves picked out in crystal beading, a flowery pink blanket, a glittering quartz nose stud, a crimson rose, a pale jade starflower comb, some smooth duck slippers with short fuzz smoothed back to look like feathers, some beaten silver toe bells, an amethyst bracelet, some lace long gloves, a pure white rose-embroidery cote, a swirling lavender spidersilk skirt shot with silvery threads and a side-laced bodice.

 

 

Serennade Nightharmony of Elanthia, a Human. [back to Guest List]

She has green eyes, very long curly auburn hair that is loose, and rosy skin.

She is in her prime for a Human.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a gardenia bouquet in her left hand.

She is wearing some twilight-blue gauntlets with black leather cuffs worked in raised silver, a great helm, a small black velvet pouch trimmed with scarlet satin, a suit of field plate armor engraved with a nightingale perched upon a rosebush, a waermodi gwethdesuan, some loosely knitted black knee socks with small white velvet bows accenting the back seam, a tiny gold Tart pin sparkling with ruby chips, a tiny nightingale charm, a delicate pouch woven with the fibers of various herbs, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a silvery-white silk garter woven with pale teal ribbons, a hyacinth blue pack, a silvery spidersilk weapons harness exquisitely embroidered with two nightingales and aqua roses, a platinum wedding band engraved with the images of two nightingales surrounded by brilliant white diamonds, a pale teal brocade bodice embroidered with delicate silver roses along the neckline, a bejeweled scabbard embossed with the crest of the Warrior Mage guild, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a lantholite gwethdesuan and a shiny pig charm.

 

 

Monk Shantavi Leshath, a Prydaen. [back to Guest List]

She has cat-slitted jade eyes, a long straight auburn mane that is loose, and black fur and sepia stripes.

She is young for a Prydaen.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a yellow skinning knife in her right hand.

She is wearing a twisted cambrinth armband, a cambrinth albatross pendant suspended from a green satin ribbon, a sturdy weapon harness, a lumpy bundle, a clinging silk sarong, a sable brown journey pack, some tan sandals, a leather bag, a cambrinth ring and a jade engagement ring.

 

 

Thessala Ne'Seleness, an Elothean Moon Mage. [back to Guest List]

She has grey eyes, is bald, and has pale skin.

She is fairly young for an Elothean.

 

She has minor swelling and bruising around the neck compounded by cuts and bruises about the neck, faint scuffing to the right arm, some faint scars along the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, faint scuffing to the left leg, faint scuffing to the right hand, faint scuffing to the abdomen, faint scuffing to the left eye.

 

She is wearing a twisted cambrinth armband, a leather sheath, a sturdy backpack, a flowing silver skirt, a canvas book bag, a visored helm, some mail gloves, some pure white doeskin leathers, a green faience necklace and a target shield.

 

 

Tramin Treymoor, a Human. [back to Guest List]

He has crystal blue eyes, shoulder length straight blue-black hair that is loose, and tanned skin.

He is young for a Human.

He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a scruffy growth of stubble.

 

He has tiny scratches to the left arm, some tiny scars across the chest, cuts and bruises about the abdomen.

 

He is wearing some leathers, a darkened chain balaclava adorned with an iron dragon circlet, some darkened steel gauntlets with spiked knuckle guards and serrated cuffs, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a pitch-black crossbow, a crystal charm hung from a fine silver chain, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild, a marqueterie copperleaf locket, an obsidian armband inset with a pattern of crystal stars, a simple pewter charm bracelet, a dusky blue nightweaver-silk handfasting cord studded with carved crystalline stars, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, an archer's brace pad made of silver-stitched pard leather, a jet black leather eyepatch, an enameled-iron black fox pin with bright amber eyes, a royal blue greatcloak with a braided gold fourragere draped over the left shoulder, a black leather hip pouch tooled with a slumbering golden dragon, a worn leather pouch bearing a stylized coat of arms, an iron-studded leather war belt with an ornate fire-gilded dragon buckle, a thigh quiver, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a deep ebony lockpick case set with smooth onyx plates, a dangling silver skull earring set with brilliant ruby eyes, a bag-sleeved white leine, some jet black pants, some winged black leather boots tooled with the image of the World Dragon, a black leather hand-tooled highwayman's belt, a silver-edged scabbard, a gold engagement ring, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a heavy silver clasp etched with an open coin purse over crossed stilettos, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a hand-stitched traveler's pack and a mahogany longbow.

 

 

Travail Keehosh, an Elothean Warrior Mage. [back to Guest List]

He has grey eyes, short fine black hair that is tousled, and copper skin.

He is in his prime for an Elothean.

He is in good shape.

 

He is wearing a polished steel medallion, an obsidian nightingale bauble, a polished platinum badge with the words "You want to know how to do what?" gracefully inscribed on it, a silver cloak pin embellished with a small draconic opal, a sweeping gallant black cashmere greatcloak embroidered in platinum thread at the neck with a soaring nightingale, a platinum wedding band engraved with the images of two nightingales surrounded by brilliant white diamonds, a starry white narcissus, some finely-woven gallant black cashmere trousers, a gleaming platinum armband etched with graceful nightingales in flight, some highly polished black boots stamped at the cuffs with the crest of the Warrior Mage guild, a finely-woven gallant black cashmere coat with tails, a Serennade bag, an onyx nightingale pendant, a wide leather Therengian war belt riveted with decorative pewter plates, a blackened steel locket, a suit of field plate armor engraved with a nightingale in flight, a black spidersilk backpack, a brushed silver armband engraved with a large jade glaysker flower, a great helm and some gauntlets.

 

 

Madrigal Xaphira Vonara, an Elothean Bard. [back to Guest List]

She has jade eyes, very long wavy amber hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is fairly young for an Elothean.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a silvery snakeskin scabbard, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a simple pewter charm bracelet, some jet black snakeskin boots, a sturdy black backpack, an onyx wolf medallion, a soft gem pouch, an emerald engagement ring, a finely crafted cerulean blue Bard's bag clasped with a tiny silver keg, some Bardic Spirit Knot earrings, a silverwillow wedding band, a smooth black agate ring with two singing wrens carved into the band, some chain, a bronze medallion stamped with the image of a flying wren, a worn golden medallion and a composite bow.