Glimmerglass Concert, 11/14/1998, Dreamheart's Concert Series, Arthe Hollow Inn

As transcribed by Mykk Dalys

 

It has been 356 years, 5 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.

It is the 1st month of Akroeg the Ram in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare

It is currently winter.

It is very early morning.

 

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

 

[Baearholt's Farmhold, Taproom]

Dark oak beams criss-cross the low whitewashed ceiling in the taproom of Baearholt's Farmhold.  In the corner, a bard sits on a tall stool playing a rapid melody on her gittern as patrons join in a hearty drinking song and sample the quality meads and ales for which Baearholt's is known.  You also see a narrow door, a polished mahogany counter with some stuff on it and a menu.

 

 

Guest List

 

Glimmerglass Ravenstone, an Elf

Storyteller Ailill Dreaghnean, a Human Bard

Scout Axegore Darksmiter, a Human

Carolein Ariaopus, an Elf

Catrin Brackenfyre (sorry, no LOOK available)

Danzil Kaston, a Human

Dreamheart Delaevan, a Human Bard

Fellishan Silver-Griffon, a Human Bard

Fizzia Fuzzlewump, a Halfling

Igraine Amberthistle, an Elothean

Tracker Jarodi DiGiovanni, a Human Ranger

Balladeer Kesstrell Sagbotttom, a Halfling Bard

Laureate Khory Deshah, a Human Bard

Lena Silverburg, a Human Commoner

Millimbar Natok, a Human

Mirjana Jenstarling (sorry, no LOOK available)

Ranger Mobelia burnzyn, an Elf

Mykk Dalys, a Halfling

Nekayah Astyrel, an Elothean Bard

Nimuen Wavesinger, a Human Bard

Pentaith Angelson, an Elothean Moon Mage

Praise GlorySong, an Elothean Cleric

Rayth Blackmoore, a Human

Ryrd Bezwewri (sorry, no LOOK available)

Wanderer Treical Levive, an Elf Ranger

Zygmund Volfritter, a Human

 

 

 

Set List:

 

Men of the Realms

Siren's Song

Duel of the Bards

"A cleric went out hunting"

"Night's Vigil"

"Legend of the Storm Mage"

 

Encore:

 

Queirda's Song

The Black Willow Tree

 

Extra stuff:

 

Nimuen having fun with Pentaith

Hulialo tossing out random stuff

 

 

 

Your mind hears Dreamheart thinking, "Come one, come all, to tonight's Concert. We start in 10 minutes at Baearholt's Taproom and Tavern out the northeast Gate at the Twisting Trail."

Your mind hears Dreamheart thinking, "This is a rare appearance of our very talented Glimmerglass in concert."

 

 

(Dreamheart taps her glass.)

Dreamheart exclaims, "Welcome everyone!"

Dreamheart says, "There are refreshments on the counter for those who wish them."

Dreamheart says, "As always, the performance this evening will be enhanced if you keep the noise down except between sets."

Dreamheart says, "Let us have a warm welcome for Glimmerglass' rare tatlents tonight."

 

 

 

 

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Glimmerglass smiles around at everyone, taking a deep breath.

Glimmerglass says, "Thank you all.  I hope that the music finds you well."

Glimmerglass smiles gently.

Glimmerglass says, "The first song I have chosen is one that I believe I am best known for...both for good and bad."

Glimmerglass says, "I call it the Men of the Realms..."

 

Glimmerglass smiles at the listeners, a gleam of malicious amusement apparent in her eyes as she begins the slow introduction, her voice pitched to an almost doleful mourning.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "She looks to me so earnestly forlorn

     Her eyes brimming with tears-her hopes stillborn

     "Mistress," says she, "I have searched far and long."

     "Explain to me please why these males are so wrong?""

 

Glimmerglass smiles mischievously, winking as she places the hand holding the pick on her hip suggestively.

 

Glimmerglass emphatically exclaims, "Well, she *did"

 

(Glimmerglass rapidly returns back to the music, the pick flying along the strings in the mocking, insistant refrain.  Her voice blends in with the notes of the mandolin, a deliberate mockery underlying each clear word.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Oh the men of the Realms, the men of the Realms

     There must surely be three or four

     What men of the Realms, are there men in these Realms?

     For certainly most are more than a bore"

 

Glimmerglass smiles as she slows slightly into the innocently playful verse.

Glimmerglass mischievously asks, "Shall we be a bit more specific?"

Glimmerglass raises an eyebrow.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "The Thief's reputation is nasty and fast

     Perhaps you seek a warm heart in his shady past

     But before you start preening, you may want to ponder

     Considering where else his lithe fingers wander."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Some claim the melodious Bard is a perfect charmer

     As he sings you clear out of your armor

     As you gaze in enchantment at his musical lyre

     Remember my dear, he's a professional liar"

 

Glimmerglass wrinkles her nose.

 

(Glimmerglass picks up the mocking tempo of the refrain, her voice swinging with sure ease into the notes.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Oh, the men of the Realms, What men of the Realms?

     To be sure there must be three or four

     Sweet men of the Realms, give me a man of  the Realms

      Pray tell is there one who isn't a bore?"

 

Glimmerglass smiles impishly as she shifts slightly to swing her hair over her shoulder, her eyes gleaming with sardonic glee.  The insistant notes of the mandolin continue unabated.

 

Glimmerglass says, "And now for all our majestic magical users..."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Some claim that the Moon Mage is a pathetic sight

     Despite his eyes on the stars, sometimes he is a true delight

     But just when you're certain he's unlocked your rune

     He starts muttering about clouds obscuring the moon!"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "And some claim the Cleric's a fine sort to have around

     He can raise you from the dead with a soulful sound

     Beware! That devote posture with face in the dirt

     Tis a farce! He is peering up each passing skirt!"

 

(Glimmerglass blinks very innocently.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "And our Warrior Mages, so arrogent and proud

     Flamboyant and cruel, standing out from the crowd

     He boasts of his prowess with wiggling fingers

     But his mirror image is only where his fond gaze lingers!"

 

A pained expression crosses Glimmerglass's face.

 

(Glimmerglass shakes her head slightly, with an exaggerated sorrow as she again picks up the increased insistance of the refrain on the mandolin.  She glances about the room briefly before her voice again commands the verse.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Oh, the men of the Realm, the men of the Realm

     Surely there must be three or four?

     The men of the Realm, are there men in this Realm?

     I fear most are boys with a thirst for gore."

 

Glimmerglass says, "And now for the more enlightened ones..."

 

Glimmerglass smiles enigmatically, the mandolin laughing underneath her fingers.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Some claim that the Empath is spiritually aloft

     His touch so healing gentle and soft

     But beware of all that time he spends on the Green

     He knows all the latest gossip and is maliciously mean."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "I've heard tales if you're lonely in the middle of the night

     Taking refuge in a Barbarian's loincloth is a girl's delight

     But he's barely housebroken and you'll get all the bills

     He'll be gone with the tides out counting his kills."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Those who seek a life of luxury and ease

     May believe the stout Trader is the one they should seize

     But he's more interested in lining his own pockets with gold

     Beware! Or you may find it's *you"

 

Glimmerglass raises an eyebrow.

 

(Glimmerglass continues to play, nodding slightly to herself as her fingers fly into the mocking refrain.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Oh the men of the Realm, the men of the Realm

      There must be three or four

      I'll take a man of the Realm if there one in the Realm

     The quality of males here is rather poor."

 

Glimmerglass smiles wryly, with a slightly lifted eyebrow.

 

Glimmerglass says, "So let us now finish this slander..."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Perhaps you'd like a Paladin couteously bold

     A leader of men but his heart is so cold

     He truly believes he is the favored of gods

     You might profane him if you gave him a nod!"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "And let's not forget our earstwhile Ranger

     Claims he's the protecter of the weak and not a danger

     If you don't mind his occassional  howls at the moon

     And his fetish with arrows you may find him a boon."

 

Glimmerglass smiles with a rueful look around the listeners as she shrugs, returning to the introductory reflective melody.

 

Glimmerglass says, "And to return to our sweet questioner here..."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "I finished my tale and peered about

     That girl's disappeared, full of wisdom no doubt!

     But my advice was ignored I do terribly fear

      By the gods! There she is licking somebody's ear!"

 

Glimmerglass shakes her head.

Glimmerglass dryly exclaims, " So so much for quality of either gender!"

 

Glimmerglass smiles ruefully as she enters the final refrain, the notes this time almost plaitive and wistful as the tempo lingers in a slow reflective beat.  Her voice shadows the notes softly, blending her voice into the soft strum of the mandolin.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Oh the men of the Realms, are there men of the Realm?

     Sometimes it seems I've sought high and low

     A man of the Realms, must be some men in the Realms

     If you find one please let me know!"

 

(Glimmerglass strikes one final chord on the mandolin, allowing the notes hovering on the air as she bows her head slightly.)

 

(Glimmerglass bows mockingly)

 

 

 

 

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Glimmerglass asks, "Now that you are all laughing, shall you hear a song about the creatures of the sea?"

Glimmerglass smiles.

Glimmerglass says, "Nimuen and I talked about this one night.  Our minds seem to work in similar ways."

Glimmerglass chuckles to herself.

Glimmerglass says, "This is my offering of the dangers of the sea..."

 

(Glimmerglass begins to sing softly, almost dreamily, her voice calm as the gentle mandolin plays a delicate counterpoint to her voice.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Huddled despondent round a cold fire's gleam

     Cursed men desperately clenching their poteen

     Dreaming lost eyes speak of what they have seen

     The sea maiden of silver and green"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Marine confide harsh whispers as they casually lean

     Beware the fate that befalls all who attempt to intervene

     Best to slay your mate if you see him caught between

     Loving the sea maiden of silver and green"

 

Glimmerglass smiles slightly as she lifts her voice into the refrain, tripping through the almost playful tune.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Recalling the lass with laughter crystalline

     Her siren call trilling passionately serene

     The sheen of her gamine gaze as she preens

     The sea maiden of silver and green"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "They whisper of her feral eyes so oddly serene

     Weaving her fatal music on a grey tambourine

     Perched high upon her coral throne such a queen

     Sultry sea maiden of silver and green"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Black scowls curse with mighty oaths obscene

     But bleak eyes still yearn for her touch supreme

     Musk of her engraved upon their souls unclean

      Souless sea maiden of silver and green"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Recalling the lass with laughter crystalline

     Her siren call trilling passionately serene

     The sheen of her gamine gaze as she preens

     The sea maiden of silver and green"

 

(Glimmerglass stills the lingering notes with a casual hand, bowing her head.)

 

 

 

 

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Glimmerglass smiles around, appearing a bit more confident.

Glimmerglass asks, "You like music of the sea, I take it?"

Glimmerglass asks, "Now that you are in all good mood, shall I insult all the bards here?"

Glimmerglass smiles mischivously at Dreamheart.

Nekayah says, "We're used to insults."

Lena says, "Sounds good"

Lena grins.

Nekayah smiles.

Dreamheart says, "You can try..."

Dreamheart winks.

Kesstrell moves into a position to parry.

Ailill says, "gae ahead"

Axegore chuckles.

Fellishan asks dryly, "Why break the habit?"

Catrin cackles!

Kesstrell grins.

Ailill says, "I'll jes drink more"

Glimmerglass says, "Ah...I do it so well, however."

Glimmerglass grins.

Rayth chuckles at Fellishan.

Praise grins.

Glimmerglass glances at Fellishan.

Fellishan smiles cheekily.

Glimmerglass says, "I have not written your song yet, Fellishan.  You should take a care."

Glimmerglass looks thoughtfully at Fellishan.

Fellishan winks at Glimmerglass.

Praise cackles!

Fellishan laughs!

Glimmerglass smiles broadly.

Ailill says, "satire is a fine forged blade"

Praise says, "wise to head Glimmerglass's warnings Fellishan"

Glimmerglass says, "He laughs. "

Dreamheart says, "And that sounds more like a challenge than a warning ... at least to a bard."

Glimmerglass chuckles to herself.

Dreamheart winks at Glimmerglass.

Fellishan says, "Don't I know it"

Glimmerglass says, "Well, here is a morality tale in a way."

Glimmerglass says, "Tis called the Duel of the Bards."

Glimmerglass smiles.

Glimmerglass says, "Some of the bards think I take great delight in pointing out their weaknesses.  "

Glimmerglass grins.

Glimmerglass says, "They certainly should not give me so many stories to exploit!  This tune is of two bards who were so.....enthralled, shall we say?....with themselves that they quite forgot themselves in their pride.  "

 

Glimmerglass smiles mischievously, drawing the pick lightly across the mandolin, drawing a single chord from it.

 

Glimmerglass says, "Tis called "The Duel of the Bards.""

 

(Glimmerglass begins to fingerpick a teasing array of notes that gradually form the melody.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Round the winter fire, oft this tale is told

     Of two bards each certain his own voice was gold

     Kyrill of Haven and Braieth of southern Shard

     Always in competition as their songs clashed hard"

 

Glimmerglass smiles faintly as she continues to urge from the instrument the mischievous melody.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "This envy of the other was certainly unjustified

     But any award one won left the other unsatisfied

     As honor's weight caused every breath to be conscribed

     At every chance they would glare at each other and jibe...."

 

(Glimmerglass grins slightly, glancing up as she moved into the stacatto, compelling chorus.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Ricki tika tee, diddledum de dii

     The best in the lands, my voice no one can deny

     Ricki tika tee, diddledum di due

     All with an ear can hear I'm much better than you!"

 

Glimmerglass smiles slightly, her eyebrow raised in mock question as her fingers return to the quick melody.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "With each passing year how their ill temper grew

     Each award the other flaunted striking ire anew

     Burdened by ribbons and metals and brassy bangling

     About them all  prayed for an end of the constant wrangling."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "On the Common Green as arms flailed close to blows

     Arguing who the best bard is as everyone should know

     A tattered boy frowned at his flute as him they spied

     He lay down his reed and mockingly cried...."

 

(Glimmerglass raises her eyebrow mockingly as her fingers fly back into the stacatto beat of the chorus.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Rikka tika tee, diddledum de di

     Your voices are as harsh as a crow's death cry

     Rikka tika tee, diddle dum de dext

     Fat waddling fools without a reason why!"

 

Glimmerglass smiles as she again returns to the melody, strumming rapidly.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Kyrill and Braith struck speechless at this grave affront

     Their fame so ridiculed with words so carelessly blunt

     In swift accord they joined in an impulsive wager

     The best voice to seize all awards minor and major"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "About them the crowd gathered as a huge gleaming heap

     Of precious awards garnered as a miser's keep

     Standing erect for the first time with easy breath away

     They noticed not as they prepared to play"

 

(Glimmerglass again returns to the stacatto refrain, her voice ironic along the sharp plucked notes of the chorus.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Rikka tika tee, diddledum de dest

     Let the people judge now of this fine contest

     Rikka tika tee, diddledum de du

     Finally we shall see who is better than who"

 

Glimmerglass smiles mockingly as she glances up quickly, her fingers returning to the rapid notes of the melody.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Kyrill stepped up opening his throat wide

     His fingers on the strings recalling the ocean's tide

     The weeping audience listened to passion denied

     Hushed to a wondering silence satisfied."

 

(Glimmerglass nods slightly, her light voice easily slipping through the melody.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Not to be outdone, Braieth's violin sears the air

     His voice stroking the notes of a lullabye most fair

     Invoking wistful dreams of childhood's wonder

     The crowd caught their breath with an estatic shudder"

 

(Glimmerglass lightly returns to the chorus, this time her voice softening, almost questioning on the rapid notes.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Ricki tika tee, diddledum de di

     The best in the lands which voice will they deny?

     Ricki tika tee, diddledum de di

     All with an ear can hear I'm better than you!"

 

Glimmerglass smiles almost sadly as she glances down at the mandolin, watching her fingers wander through the melody before beginning to sing again.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Both bards regarded the circle posturing proud

     But the youth smiled chuckling aloud

     Raising his simple flute he began a new tune

     Divine notes weave a tale of rapture haunted by ruin"

 

(Glimmerglass nods slightly, strumming the mandolin gently as she continues.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "All eyes acknowledged awed the victor's smile

     The god revealed contemptuously viewed the gaudy pile

     Swirled smoke and he was gone with prize but blackened bone

     Two bards of defeated pride stand most alone"

 

Glimmerglass smiles slightly, her fingers again returning mockingly to the hard stacatto of the refrain, her voice striking the notes of the refrain cleanly.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Ricki tika tee, diddledum de di

     The music is not a gift safely defied

     Ricki tika tee, diddledum de dee

     Mute bards humbled from inspiration denied."

 

(Glimmerglass smile as she draws a last flourish from the mandolin, allowing the final notes to hover in the air.)

 

 

 

 

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(Glimmerglass stretches her fingers out carefully.)

Glimmerglass says, "Now, let me see.  I have insulted all the males, and the bards."

Glimmerglass glances at Praise.

Glimmerglass says, "I do believe it is the cleric's turn."

Glimmerglass smiles.

 

Glimmerglass smiles a bit impishly as she turns her attention to the mandolin, fingerpicking a spritely melody.  Raising one eyebrow slightly at the audience, she begins to sing, a laughing note in the clear words.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "A cleric went out hunting on a holy morn

     Against his oath of peace, took his weapon along

     Had a fine time killing creatures here and there

     But on his return home met a huge angry bear"

 

Glimmerglass smiles slightly as she glances up, continuing to fingerpick the rapid melody.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "One look at that bear and wild eyed you would see

     Cleric looking more like a ranger as he swarmed up a tree

     The bear sat and growled as he climbed out on a limb

     He cast his eye to the gods  singing this hymn"

 

(Glimmerglass rolls her eyes significantly at the heavens as she takes on a clerical expression, changing to a delicate, almost reverent strum along the strings.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Oh my god did you not deliver the virtuous from evil?

     Do my hands not give peaceful benedictions fair?

     I have been your  servant in all ways that you will

     If you can't help me please don't help out this bear!"

 

Glimmerglass smiles as she leans over the mandolin, concentration evident in her features as she again return to the rapid fingerpicking of the melody.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Well, that cleric sat up in that tree most of the night

     Waiting for the gods to assist him with their holy might.

     Then that limb broke free and cleric tumbled down

     Madly groping for his blade  before he struck the ground"

 

(Glimmerglass strums the mandolin quickly, the notes dancing across the air.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "He hit the ground slicing right and left in heroic fight

     But the bear embraced him with a hug a bit tight.

     The sharp blade lost as the bear kissed him grim

     Cleric cast his eyes to his gods groaning out this hymn"

 

Glimmerglass smiles impishly, her fingers dancing over the strings as they coax out the spritely refrain, her voice again taking on an almost scolding clerical air.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Oh my god did you not deliver the virtuous from evil?

     Do my hands not give peaceful benedictions fair?

     I have been your servant in all ways that you will

     If you can't help me please don't help out this bear!"

 

Glimmerglass smiles mischievously, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she glances about.

 

Glimmerglass casually observes the area.

 

Glimmerglass asks, "And do you wish to know what happened next?"

 

Glimmerglass raises an eyebrow.

Glimmerglass chuckles.

Glimmerglass says, "You can always count on the cleric..."

 

(Glimmerglass grins broadly at the audience, hesitating a theatrical second before returning her attention to the mandolin.)

 

(Glimmerglass returns to the strains of the melody, slowing the tempo slightly as she savors the moment before she resumes singing, her voice reflective over the notes.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Oh cleric most holy, all would with good heart agree

     He preaches of peace and of temperance be

     A wise teacher tenderly guiding his flock

     Though his twisted scarred smile appears to mock"

 

Glimmerglass smiles up from the mandolin, picking up the tempo slightly, almost mischievously. With a quick toss of her head, she swings her hair back over her shoulder,smile, she shakes her hair over her shoulder, singing playfully.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Some eves, he has a wild gleam in his eye

     As he reflects on the day he was sure he would die

     Relates the tale of escape as he fingers the drape

     And strokes the fur of his warm bearskin cape"

 

Glimmerglass winks.

 

Glimmerglass smiles slightly, concentrating on her fingering as she strums gently the strands of the final refrain.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "The gods deliver the virtuous from evil

     And my hands give benedictions fair

     I am their servant in all ways that they will

     With grateful thanks for not helping the bear"

 

(Glimmerglass bows slightly, laughing.)

 

 

 

 

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Glimmerglass says, "The last two are very historical."

Glimmerglass smiles at Pentaith.

Pentaith says, "Wonderful."

Pentaith smiles.

Glimmerglass says, "I thought that would please him."

Glimmerglass chuckles to herself.

Glimmerglass glances at a black ironwood mandolin inlaid with an ivory phoenix rising amidst coral flames.

Glimmerglass casually observes the area.

Glimmerglass smiles at Nimuen.

 

Glimmerglass dryly asks, "Most find the elves of the mountain clan to be incomprehensible.  Why cannot these ones be happy, they ask?  Why is so much held within?"

 

Glimmerglass says, "Perhaps they have never been enslaved for generations as the Dwarf King did these people.  Denied the sun and lightness of light, is it any wonder that the seeds of bitterness and depair were planted?  A ruler such as Morganae was inevitable....and so was the uprising at Night's Vigil...."

 

(Glimmerglass nods slightly as the mandolin obeys her urging, a compelling introduction begining to surge from the instrument.)

 

Glimmerglass says, "Listen....and perhaps learn what happens to such a people when forced to grievous actions.  For the legacy of this slaughter and stain linger on, even unto today."

 

(Glimmerglass bends her head over the mandolin, falling silent as the music strengthens and captures the attention of the listeners. Glancing up with a distant expression, her soft voice joins the mandolin's song, her usual careful ennunciation casually discarded for the flowing accent of the mountain elves, the words almost alien in the ears of the listeners.)

 

Glimmerglass harshly sings:

 

    "Never to forgive, never to forget

     Never shall our betrayed trust be mended

     Night's Vigil saw innocence forever drowned

     Morganae wears vengeance gold crown splendid"

 

(Glimmerglass glances down momentarily at the mandolin as her fingers fly almost of their own volition across the strings, pulling forth a strong, almost accusing melody.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Flowers cursed unfurl in blighted bloom

     Without the sun, what type of beauty?

     Our light and songs sown to bleak despair

     Hope snuffed a guttering candle sooty"

 

Glimmerglass painfully sings:

 

    "Our fists beat bruised rank betrayal

     Ancient tales of valor shamed unbrave

     Chance pity of stranger lays the passage coin

     Blind sight mocked broken in pauper's grave"

 

Glimmerglass smiles faintly, her expression an enigma as the pace changes abruptly to the strong refrain, her voice soaring over the firm notes of the mandolin.

 

Glimmerglass emphatically sings:

 

    "Never to forgive, never to forget

     Never shall our betrayed trust be mended

     Night's Vigil saw innocence forever drowned

     Morganae wears vengeance gold crown splendid"

 

(Glimmerglass closes her eyes as she returns to the melody, the music appearing to compel her voice.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Our pain shatters our shell of self-restraint

     Confirming bold this malicious aristocracy

     One reaches dawn's light by treacherous night

     Dark councils plot the blood of conspiracy"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Now see the rage that rises unrestrained

     Their unfettered blood we feast and strike

     The Mother mourns the stain upon our soul

     Dwarf King's head flaunted high upon a pike"

 

Glimmerglass smiles grimly as she glances up with a mocking glint in her eyes.  Striking two hard beats on the mandolin, she returns to the refrain without a pause.

 

Glimmerglass regretfully sings:

 

    "Never to forgive, never to forget

     Never shall our betrayed trust be mended

     Night's Vigil saw innocence forever drowned

     Morganae wears vengeance gold crown splendid"

 

(Glimmerglass nods slightly, stilling the strings of the mandolin gently as she bows her head.)

 

 

 

 

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(Glimmerglass quietly returns the mandolin to its case)

Glimmerglass closes her medium velvet case.

Glimmerglass slides a carved black pick off her finger.

Glimmerglass puts her pick in her traveler's pack.

Glimmerglass asks, "Now...let me tell you a tale, eh?"

Glimmerglass casually observes the area.

Glimmerglass asks, "How many of you recall the opening of Shard?"

Glimmerglass says, "There was a time when Melear spoke of the coming of Stormwill tower...and the making of the storm that is always kept in check by her vigil."

Glimmerglass says, "Rayth was there and heard the tale."

Glimmerglass smiles at Rayth.

Rayth nods.

Glimmerglass says, "He shared it with me, and the tale burned within me."

Rayth stands up.

Glimmerglass says, "For many nights I dreamt of it...until I saw it whole in my vision."

Glimmerglass nods to Rayth.

(Rayth crosses quietly to where Glimmerglass sits)

Glimmerglass says, "Aye, come join me"

Rayth takes a seat near Glimmerglass.

Glimmerglass just touched Rayth.

Rayth smiles at Glimmerglass.

Glimmerglass says, "We thought to make a gift for Melear..."

Rayth opens his small case.

Rayth gets a satinwood violin from inside his small case.

Rayth gets a lapis-inlaid bow from inside his leather pack.

Glimmerglass says, "And this is what came from it. You are the first to hear it..."

Glimmerglass smiles faintly.

Glimmerglass says, "Except for Melear.  We gave the gift to her awhile ago."

Glimmerglass gets a dragon-engraved bodhran from inside her shagreen drum pouch.

Glimmerglass gets a tipper from inside her traveler's pack.

 

Rayth glances at Glimmerglass.

 

(Glimmerglass settles down quietly.)

 

(Rayth lifts the violin to his shoulder, pausing a moment)

 

(Rayth guides the bow smoothly through the long, descending, opening notes in a minor key, bridged by momentarily shifting quarter notes; the melody poignant, bittersweet, deceptively uncomplicated.)

 

(Glimmerglass holds her bodhran silently, quietly listening to the solitary melody of the violin.)

 

(Rayth sustains the final note of the introduction, low and subtly expectant.)

 

(Glimmerglass darts a quick glance at him, nodding slightly as her hands begin to rapidly thrum the bodhran from a hushed mutter to a crescendo of thunder within moments.)

 

(Glimmerglass lifts the tipper away from the bodhran, pausing in silence for a few beats; then strikes it again against the drum in the first emphasized note of a driving, restless pattern.)

 

(Rayth begins the long notes of before, blending with the drum to awaken the piece; the violin setting the underlying bittersweet emotion, the bodhran stirring the song's pulse with agitated determination)

 

(Glimmerglass takes in a breath and sings, the first and third lines broken into breathless phrases, the second and fourth descending smoothly into the seriousness of her lower range.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Once lived a warrior mage with naught but lust for power

     Chained to his fierce will malignant stormcloud's glower.

     Terrified screams begged mercy, but he refused to hear

     When Shard could be his through this maelstrom of fear."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Council of Mages confer, dismayed by serpent ill-hatched

     Resolved a grim summoning of Duty quickly dispatched.

     While the Storm Mage attacked, locked the Ferdahl away

     For Duty's demand unto Death, Warrior Mages obeyed."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "From all compass points Mages responded in magical flow

     Each falling to a brittle ash at the Storm's death blow.

     Stormcloud muttered immense power fed on their gore

     The Storm Mage gloated victorious as his power soared."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "One Mage of War considered, auburn head bowed in thought

     Begged a boon of Mage of Moon for assistance well wrought.

     Tesaelynne slipped from the shade, emerald eyes swore to stay

     For Duty demanded unto Death that Kadriash must obey."

 

(Glimmerglass lifts her voice into the freer, higher ranged notes in the chorus melody; the shorter phrases allowing her voice to extend the words into flowing vocals.)

 

(Rayth embellishes his accompaniment to Glimmerglass's voice and bodhran, allowing the violin to be heard more stridently in the change of melody.)

 

(Glimmerglass closes her eyes to the notes of the violin, her voice shifting subtly into an expectant hush on the verse)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Heads of silver and ember, close conspired through the night

     Seeming naught but lover's knot entwined in shadowy twilight

     Falling away reluctant as despairing touch lingered forlorn

     Conceived of mage of Moon and War a desperate plan born."

 

(Rayth returns the melody to the sustaining notes of the main theme, the more subtle shifting of tones enhancing each turn of Glimmerglass' voice.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Illusionary fragments danced beneath Katamba's light

     Sapphire gaze reluctant for emerald to chance her plight.

     Dark war party prepared for the Mage a deadly gift

     While silver Tesaelynn shivered clad but in a simple shift."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Kadriash took from her silent fingers the silken thong

     Bound secure silver locks before he turned her around.

     Her cloak a Refractive Field chanting a mournful hymn

     His eyes silent upon her for Duty's demands are grim."

 

(Rayth takes over the melody as Glimmerglass falls silent save for the constant drive of her bodhran. Building the tune with deft variations, the underlying theme of fate is reinforced by the violin's haunting voice)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Her light tread echoed the hushed breezes wafting down

     Shimmering mist slipped past grim guards girded by frowns.

     Bare feet tripped mouse quick up the cold spiraling stairs

     Past gloom the bedchamber of the Storm Mage she dared."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Tesaelynn's fingertips hesitated briefy over the latch

     Words of power chanted in less than a breathless snatch.

     Slipped within while her spell caressed a benediction

     Threw open her Moongate in flaring Crimson retribution."

 

(Glimmerglass returns to the chorus melody, her voice climbing freely until the last line, which drops into a low foreshadowing pitch.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "This nightmare vision assaulted the Mage's awakening sight:

     Kadriash bold strides through the glowing gate of moonlight

     Ruby runes smolder his blade judging the Mage must die

     Duty demands unto death the Warrior Mage comply."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "The Mage's heavy fist crumpled Tesaelynn's slender frame

     Moongate extinguished, barring others from their aid.

     Storm Mage sought distraction from Kadriash's blade -

     So he targeted Lightning ruin on the fallen silver mage."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Though Kadriash poised with ease for the fatal blow

     He paused to shield Tesaelynn in a protective glow.

     Even for Duty's Honor emerald eyes he'd not betray

     Duty demands unto Death all Warrior Mages obey."

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "The Mage drew his dirk countering sword's attempt

     Kadriash evaded his lunge with scornful contempt -

     Turned chagrin as the blade fell useless from his hand

     Tumbled over the prone silver mage in fateful reprimand."

 

(Rayth swirls into the melody of the chorus once more, driving and supporting the shift in energy and pitch.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "The Mage leered suggestively this parody of tangled desire

     Kicked free the velvet blade of death into the hearth fire

     Emerald gaze awakened to realize Kadriash's peril aghast!

     Not Duty but primal feelings provoked a potent Mental Blast."

 

(Glimmerglass closes her eyes as her voice rises almost stridently into her highest range, the words tumbling after each other in echo of the chaotic climax.)

Carolein gets a mug of hot-spiced hippocras from atop a polished mahogany counter.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Power fed on power under potent aspects of lunar might

     Wail shrieked of bondage broken from the Storm of Midnight

     Howl of agony pierced the dark as the Storm Mage vanished

     Consumed by his creation or choosing banishment instead?"

 

(Rayth continues the breathless pace and melody as Glimmerglass falls silent, embellishing as he increases the intensity, a bit of harshness creeping into the counter notes as he brings it into a swirling peak)

 

(Glimmerglass rolls the bodhran in two crescendoes of thunder, then ends abruptly just as Rayth also suddenly stops, leaving several beats of intense silence.)

 

(Rayth finally begins the low, long notes of the accompaniment once again, joined by the quiet rhythm of the bodhran.)

 

Glimmerglass glances at Rayth.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Emerald gaze shared with sapphire bleak knowledge bare

     Kadriash traced restraining runes Duty's demands declared.

     Stormwill Tower's eternal toil keeping fettered the tempest fray

     Duty demands unto Death the Warrior Mage obeys."

 

(Glimmerglass pauses a few beats of the music, her voice echoing quietly, almost hauntingly with the violin...)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "The Warrior Mage obeys...."

 

(Glimmerglass continues the quiet pattern a few more measures before falling silent, bowing her head contemplatively to the sound of the lone violin.)

 

(Rayth returns to the moving, simple melody of the beginning; unadorned, but eloquent in comparison to the intensity of the previous passage.)

 

(Rayth slows the piece gradually, ending with a final hushed, drawn-out note; then lifts his bow away, and lowers the violin as the echo of the note remains.)

 

(Glimmerglass turns her eyes to Rayth.)

Rayth smiles at Glimmerglass.

(Glimmerglass nods quietly.)

(Glimmerglass leans her head against Rayth's shoulder, smiling almost shyly.)

Glimmerglass puts her tipper in her traveler's pack.

Rayth gently kisses Glimmerglass on the cheek.

 

Glimmerglass says, "My thanks to you all.  I am pleased you have enouyed it."

Glimmerglass smiles genuinely.

(Glimmerglass bows deeply to everyone)

 

 

 

 

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Glimmerglass says, "You should not encourage me.  I might just sit down and keep singing."

Glimmerglass chuckles to herself.

Glimmerglass says, "Alright, I shall do one more.  But nothing compares to the legend of the Storm Mage."

Glimmerglass asks, "What shall you have?  Would you like to hear a song of a person who lives here in the lands?"

Glimmerglass casually observes the area.

(Glimmerglass resumes her seat)

Glimmerglass takes a seat.

Glimmerglass opens her medium velvet case.

Glimmerglass gets a black ironwood mandolin inlaid with an ivory phoenix rising amidst coral flames from inside her medium velvet case.

Glimmerglass gets a carved black pick from inside her traveler's pack.

Glimmerglass slides a carved black pick onto her finger.

Glimmerglass listens carefully to the black ironwood mandolin, plucking the strings.

 

Glimmerglass says, "This is called Queirda's Song."

 

Glimmerglass smiles briefly, turning with great concentration towards the mandolin.  Raising the pick firmly, she strums an insistent chord, rapidly raising the tempo of the strums into a hard, driving beat.  Frowning slightly, she concentrates over the strings, her fingers flying before she sings, her voice clear, almost challenging.....

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Hola!"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Take me at your peril, my love you may not survive

     Castanets chant my wildness, inflaming your desire

     My demure gaze flashing hot your breath deprives

     Perhaps a bittersweet prize to possess and acquire"

 

(Glimmerglass sits very still, her chin slightly upraised and eyes closing as her fingers fly into the complicated picking of the melody, the fingers of both hands flying over the mandolin as they challenge and support the separate notes that blend together as her voice cuts cleanly into the almost harsh clear notes.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Papa mutters of arrangements as my girlish curves swelled

     Suspecting not my errant heart was defiantly compelled

     Caught by flashing blade and deep intent eyes so bold

     Concealed by midnight shadows, we eloped to wedding gold"

 

(Glimmerglass continues the intricate melody, the only motion about her the continual changing of her fingers as she continues to sing.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Ah! My heart would still as a sparrow startled gasp escaped

     Entranced by agile dance defying thin blades deadly scrape

     Until a misfortunate flash of steel, my fingers too slow to heal

     Cast the love of my heart into the void of death unconcealed"

 

(Glimmerglass frowns slightly in concentration as she changes back into the rapid strumming of the refrain, allowing the tempo to build to a driving rhythm before she allows her voice to take up the refrain..)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Hola!"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Take me at your peril, my love you may not survive

     Castanets chant my wildness inflaming your desire

     My demure gaze flashing hot your breath deprives

     Perhaps a bittersweet prize to possess and acquire"

 

(Glimmerglass switches back to the rapid picking of the melody, as her voice opens into the second set of verses.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Love buried at sun's rising, slave wedding by sunset glow

     Trader with cold steel eyes reaped the hand Papa bestowed

     Taught sternly my responsibilities and proper decorum

     Obediently bowed my head and followed him, my heart numb"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "On the gondola's rickety platform the terrible tragedy happened

     He stepped aside a moment to inhale his cigar once again

     Plummeting through the step to lonely death without a single cry

     Widowed again and weighed by accusation in speculative eyes"

 

(Glimmerglass moves smoothly into the bridge section.  Rapidly, she picked two common bars of a strong melodic line, holding the last note momentarily before dropping half a scale and repeating the same line. Catching her bottom lip unconsciously between her teeth, she finishes the measure with a strong, almost harsh downward strum on the first syllable she exclaims as she returns the upward strum on the second.)

 

Glimmerglass emphatically exclaims, "Hola!"

 

(Glimmerglass quickly returns to the fierce strum of the refrain, her voice clear, almost challenging.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Take me at your peril, my love you may not survive

     Castanets chant my wildness inflaming your desire

     My demure gaze flashing hot your breath deprives

     Perhaps a bittersweet prize to possess and acquire"

 

Glimmerglass smiles slightly as she draws a deep breath in preparation for the third series of verses, her fingers falling back into the melody.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Returned to father's hold, still a maid to Papa's strong hand

     Given now in a third marriage to an old family friend

     Skeletal fingers stroke frigid as they claim to adore

     His hot avid  eyes lingering on my flesh to my horror"

 

(Glimmerglass glances up from her slightly opened eyes, her expression suddenly sardonic as the clear voice continues without pause....)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "I rose with rose glowed delight as the sun rose bright

     Husband survived not his appetites of his wedding night

     Now I am freed from the chains of smoky pride

     Weep not with sorrow from what you think I am denied?"

 

(Glimmerglass move without hesitation back into the driving refrain, drawing a deep breath.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Hola!"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Take me at your peril, my love you may not survive

     Castanets chant my wildness, inflaming your desire

     My demure gaze flashing hot your breath deprives

     Perhaps a  bittersweet prize to possess and acquire"

 

(Glimmerglass nods slightly, the wild tempo of the refrain slowly abating as her fingers quickly pick up the melody, the notes moderated now into a calmer storm.  Her voice rings clearly, hitting each note with sureness.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Thrice widowed, to what now shall I aspire?

     Now I follow only the urgings  of my own desire

     Seeking the path of destiny that my fate inspires

     Cross me not, or feel my consequences dire!"

Glimmerglass smiles briefly, the expression gone almost as quickly as it came as the harsh, insistent tempo of the refrain again rises from her hands almost stridently.

 

Glimmerglass emphatically exclaims, "Hola!"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Take me at your peril, my love you may not survive

     Castanets chant my wildness, inflaming your desire

     My demure gaze flashing hot your breath deprives

     A bittersweet prize to possess and acquire"

 

(Glimmerglass once again closes her eyes, her fingers rapidly returning to the odd eight count of the bridge, the clear single notes echoing across the air, followed by the same melody repeated in descending minor cords through two repetitions.  )

 

Glimmerglass emphatically exclaims, "Hola!"

 

(Glimmerglass confidently silences the strings of the mandolin, an abrupt silence descending over the turbulent air.)

 

 

 

 

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Glimmerglass asks, "Another?"

Glimmerglass says, "Far be from me to disagree."

Glimmerglass says, "Well...I do need to rest at some time."

Glimmerglass ponders.

Glimmerglass says, "I shall end up becoming ill..."

Praise asks, "What Glimmerglass, dont tell me you are out of tunes?"

Glimmerglass shakes her head.

Millimbar grins at Glimmerglass.

Millimbar says, "We'll pay fer the empath"

Millimbar exclaims, "More!  More!"

Praise says, "Milli can be quite insistant"

 

Nimuen chants in a soprano voice:

 

    "Glimmerglass Ravenstone, dark and lovely

     Give us your song, give us your irony

     Silence will leave us bereft and sobbing

     For our hearts with each note, you are robbing?"

 

(Nimuen tries to start a revolution.)

Nimuen grins.

 

(Glimmerglass speaks simply as her fingers begin to pick out a haunting melody on the mandolin.)

 

Glimmerglass says, "There is magic and mystery in these lands for those with the eyes to see and the ears to hear.  Even if the mystery is only that of a tree..."

 

Glimmerglass says, "I call this song "The Black Willow Tree".  Make of it what you like."

 

(Glimmerglass lowers her eyes, beginning to sing softly.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Perhaps in this shifting vision I see

     Delicate butterfly dancing with joyous eyes agleam

     Serene maid sharing a friend's sorrows over quiet tea

     A distant gaze yearning for enchantment's dream

     Now twisted grotesque as a black willow tree"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "North by Northwest stands she

     Soundlessly shrieking her eternal rage free

     Her muffled heartbeat now sluggish bark

     Tormented lass trapped in the black willow tree"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Assault her by scaling her easy favors

     She cannot demure in her current dishabille

     But she shudders under your despised weight

     Tortured lass of the black willow tree"

 

Glimmerglass smiles slightly, her voice raising again into the gentle chorus.

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Perhaps in this shifting vision I see

     Delicate butterfly dancing with joyous eyes agleam

     Serene maid sharing a friend's sorrows over quiet tea

     A distant gaze yearning for enchantment's dream

     Now twisted grotesque as a black willow tree"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Lay your hand gentle on her trembling bark

     Hark through the whispering wails of leaves rustling

     Her soul surrounds you as her rage etches glass

     Tragic lass trapped in the black willow tree"

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "What befell her here I dare not spy

     As I lean my head against her and let the tears fall free

     Washing clean the sorrow of the leaves weeping clearly

     Melancholy lass trapped in the black willow tree "

 

(Glimmerglass nods slightly, her voice quietly returning to the refrain.)

 

Glimmerglass sings:

 

    "Perhaps in this shifting vision I see

     Delicate butterfly dancing with joyous eyes agleam

     Serene maid sharing a friend's sorrows over quiet tea

     A distant gaze yearning for enchantment's dream

     Now twisted grotesque as a black willow tree"

 

(Glimmerglass falls silent.)

(Glimmerglass glances up from the mandolin.)

 

Glimmerglass says, "My thanks for all of you coming and enjoying."

 

 

 

 

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Nimuen sings in a soprano voice:

 

    "Penaith my darling, Pentaith my love

     You stole my heart from the skies above

     Whatever shall I do now that you've said

     That given the choice, you'd rather be dead?"

 

Nimuen sings in a soprano voice:

 

    "Pentaith my sweetheart, Pentaith my soul

     Without you my spirit will never be whole

     What can I do, what shall I say

     When you won't give me the time of day?"

 

Pentaith says, "Go away."

Pentaith folds his arms across his chest.

 

(Nimuen can sing under the influence of a keg of rum. A confusion spell ain't gonna stop her.)

 

Pentaith says, "Remind me to miss your next concert, too."

 

Nimuen sings in a soprano voice:

 

    "Pentaith my treasure, Pentaith my babe

     My knees quiver when your staff you wave

     What can I do to make you realize

     That you're the brightest star in the night skies?"

 

Pentaith says, "You are quite ill."

 

 

 

 

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[Later than night I stopped by the Arthe Hollow Inn and found my old Gor'Tog friend Hulialo and my good Olvi friend Arkidies.  I don't remember the exact circumstances, but it seemed a shame to delete it]

 

[Arthe Hollow Inn, Dance Hall]

This low, snug hall is filled with music and laughter at all hours of the day and night, as the village residents never seem to lose their passion for dance and drink.  Silk streamers dyed with vibrant reds, blues and yellows drape out from the center of the ceiling and hang down the walls.  Lively music is provided by a group of Halfling minstrels, and the heady aroma of roasted meat wafts through the air.  You also see a glass of plum wine and a banquet table with some stuff on it.

Also in the room: Hulialo who is seated, Minstrel Arkidies, Storyteller Gueanithe

Obvious exits: out.

 

You listen with appreciation as Hulialo plays a rapid melody with confident authority.

 

Hulialo sings in a contrabass voice:

 

    "The swiftly baying wolves of prey, fall back today

     And when the frost comes to freeze your soul

     You know the heat of love will

     Make you

     Complete."

 

Phrasing each note carefully, a gentle lullaby wafts from Hulialo's ash ocarina.

 

Arkidies lifts Gueanithe up high into the air and twirls with her!

 

With a slight lift of the shoulders Hulialo plays an aimless carol on his ash ocarina.

 

Hulialo sings in a contrabass voice:

 

    "Gentle and gentry

     Muddled and musk

     We dance from the moonlight

     And into the dusk."

 

With the skill of a master ollave, Hulialo plays an aimless carol floating the notes across the air.

 

Arkidies holds Gueanithe close in his arms as they dance.

 

Hulialo sings in a contrabass voice:

 

    "We dance for the fortune,

     We dance for the rain,

     We dance to lay

     A claim

     That will dispel all of our

     Foolish shame."

 

With confident authority, Hulialo plays a rapid melody with a contained ferocity.

 

Gueanithe lays her head on Arkidies's shoulder as they dance.

 

Hulialo sings in a contrabass voice:

 

    "Let the river boldly wash your thoughts from frost and grey and shade

     And love and hugs and day and braying toothful

     Beasts, to fall upon the shores of lore

     And wind-waved fields

     Of wheat"

 

Arkidies dances lightly across the dance floor with Gueanithe.

 

Floating the notes across the air, an aimless carol wafts from Hulialo's ash ocarina.

 

As Hulialo plays his ash ocarina, a rapid melody floats through the air with a blazing power.

 

Arkidies dances lightly across the dance floor with Gueanithe.

 

Floating the notes across the air, an aimless carol wafts from Hulialo's ash ocarina.

 

Hulialo sings in a contrabass voice:

 

    "The sun also rises onto the broad skies,

     Petrifying our clouded stone eyes.

     We see where there's naught and we are pulled into something

     Too deep for our thought

     The existence of nothing."

 

You listen with appreciation as Hulialo plays an aimless carol with the skill of a master ollave.

 

Arkidies steals a kiss from Gueanithe as they sway across the dance floor.

 

Gueanithe steals a kiss from Arkidies as they sway across the dance floor.

 

Arkidies dances lightly across the dance floor with Gueanithe.

 

As Hulialo blows his ash ocarina, a flashy melody explodes through the air with a brilliant cacophony.

 

Hulialo sings in a contrabass voice:

 

    "Chaotic and whimsical, unable to contain

     The blame, you put on it...

     And so you worry and fret and pace

     And wring your hands, and snuff out the candle

     You yourself lit."

 

Arkidies dances lightly across the dance floor with Gueanithe.

 

Bursting forth with a wailing scale, Hulialo plays a rapid melody on his ash ocarina.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Glimmerglass Ravenstone, an Elf [back to Guest List]

She has gold eyes, very long straight brunette hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is young for an Elf.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a black ironwood mandolin inlaid with an ivory phoenix rising amidst coral flames in her right hand.

She is wearing a carved black pick, a shagreen drum pouch, a jade dragon bracelet, a jade dragon anklet, a black satin bodice laced with silvery velvet threads, some blue satin slippers, a voluminous long tiered skirt of bright multi-hued silk patches meticulously stitched in an intricate star pattern, a silver filigree and cambrinth earring, a silver ring engraved with twining moons and stars, a blue medium velvet case, a fragile raw silk poet's blouse fastened with dainty pearl buttons down the front and ample sleeves gathered into snug cuffs, a heavy grey baladrana with silver embroidery trim, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a dark crimson spidersilk hip pouch clasped with a silver wren charm, a jade armband and a waermodi gwethdesuan.

 

 

Storyteller Ailill Dreaghnean, a Human Bard [back to Guest List]

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

He is young for a Human.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a flask of Glythtide's Favor in his left hand.

He is wearing a rosewood longbow, some gloves, an ordinary shield, an olive green backpack, a rich sable sack, some rich sable boots, a forest green sheath, an emerald green quiver, a forest green kilt, a marqueterie copperleaf locket, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a leather aventail, a long pouch, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a leather reinforced helm and some jet black fur-lined leathers.

 

 

Scout Axegore Darksmiter, a Human [back to Guest List]

He has silver eyes, shoulder length fine black hair that is loose, and tanned skin.

He is young for a Human.

 

He has faint scuffing to the left leg.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a bottle of bearheart stout in his right hand.

He is wearing a blackened steel locket, some jet black leather pants, some reinforced greaves, an ebony wrist purse, a black deerskin cape, a silver chain, a black leather backpack, a sturdy weapon harness, a leather belt quiver with the Ranger Guild crest intricately tooled across the front, a silver and amethyst ring inset with a cambrinth crystal carved in the shape of a wolf's head, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Ranger Guild, a silver filigree and cambrinth earring, some knee-high moccasins, some weathered and worn black leather armor studded with yellowing vipers' fangs, a cookie bag, a helm hideously designed like a fleshless skull, some black leather reinforced gloves painted along the backs with multihued scales and an ivory-inlaid composite bow.

 

 

Carolein Ariaopus, an Elf [back to Guest List]

She has crystal green eyes, very long wavy silver hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is young for an Elf.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a small honey cake in her left hand.

She is wearing a longbow wrapped in hand-tooled leather, a walnut short bow, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a creamy white silk tabard intricately embroidered with a shimmering golden harp, a waermodi gwethdesuan, an origami case, some oiled leathers, a black leather bullwhip, a white velvet ribbon, a small velvet sack embroidered with tumbling dice, a triskele medallion, a carved wooden wren hanging from a soft leather cord, a gold ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, some ivory bone-rimmed spectacles, a ceramic Faire rosette with two silvery silk ribbons depending from it, a forest green rosette fastened with twin blue silk ribbons, a pair of gold filigree earrings, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a delicate bracelet formed of gold-dipped rosemary leaves, a double-loop gold chain anklet, a shimmering multi-stranded gold hip chain, a lockpick case with a detailed painting of the western mountains, a full length black velvet riding cloak with silver clasps, a goblin skin pouch, some black riding boots with silver spurs, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a jet black leather skirt, some black silk stockings, a jet-black silk garter accented with a tiny ruby heart pierced with a diamond arrow, an ebony thigh bag, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a beaded wrist pouch, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a sable brown shoulder tube and a carved silver pick.

 

 

Danzil Kaston, a Human [back to Guest List]

He has ale-brown eyes, short wavy dark brown hair that is loose, and dark skin.

He is young for a Human.

 

He has faint scuffing to the abdomen, faint scuffing to the right eye.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a glass of pumpkin lambric in his right hand.

He is wearing a glossy black crossbow, some arbelog claw gloves, a storm grey cowl, a full-sleeved white silk shirt, some black hobnail boots, some pleated black wool trousers, a black leather hand-tooled highwayman's belt, a leather ankle sheath, a darkened metal lockpick case, a blackened steel locket, a medicine pouch made from the skull and hide of a cougar, an epidote panther charm, a linen sack with the words, "Property of Armiger's Mansion" stenciled on it, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a slender silver eyebrow ring, a weathered green traveling cloak, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a long mesh weapon harness, a glossy black crossbow and some full leather armor.

 

 

Dreamheart Delaevan, a Human Bard [back to Guest List]

She has grey eyes, shoulder length wavy auburn hair that is braided, and fair skin.

She is young for a Human.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a pint of spring ale in her right hand.

She is wearing a pair of emerald earrings, a tear-drop crystal earring, a carved wooden wren hanging from a soft leather cord, a delicate goldbark wren and panther clasp, a canvas sack, a carved silver pick, a sling, a somber black hooded cloak, some smoke grey leathers, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan and a sturdy grey backpack.

 

 

Fellishan Silver-Griffon, a Human Bard [back to Guest List]

He has crystal blue eyes, shoulder length wavy golden hair that is loose, and tanned skin.

He is young for a Human.

He is in good shape.

 

He is wearing a sturdy backpack, some reinforced greaves, a cambrinth ring, a dagger thigh sheath, a silver chain, some white doeskin leggings, a white dagger sheath, a white doeskin long pouch, some black boots, a cheerful ivory ram charm, some leather gloves, a full leather helm, a silver-edged scabbard, a leather belt, a sky-blue cape, a sky blue coat, a white leather scroll case embossed with the symbol for eternity and an ivory white small case.

 

 

Fizzia Fuzzlewump, a Halfling [back to Guest List]

She has blue eyes, shoulder length curly red hair that is tousled, and rosy skin.

She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.

 

She has faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, faint scuffing to the chest.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a light cinnamon mask, some reinforced hide gloves, a jade green shoulder satchel, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a kyanite gwethdesuan, an emerald flowery jumper, a forest green wool cloak embroidered at the edges with elaborate ivory knotwork, a forest green ribbon, a leather cuff embroidered with the words "No Ranger stands alone.", a chipped ceramic pin in the shape of a raccoon face, a boar charm, a gleaming silver circlet delicately engraved with sinuous vinery, a starry white narcissus, a pair of emerald earrings, some tan hunting leathers, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a black leather bullwhip, a diamond band, an unicorn ring, a strand of dull amber beads, a green crystal tikka shaped like a tiny arrow, a sorrel red doeskin belt, an amber unicorn bracelet, a jade green thigh bag, a fine mesh backpack, a yellow velvet ribbon, a thigh quiver and a foresters bow.

 

 

Igraine Amberthistle, an Elothean [back to Guest List]

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

She is fairly young for an Elothean.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a leather cuirbouilli coat, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a bascinet, a lapis lazuli stickpin, a lapis lazuli anklet, a wicker quiver, a large sack, some leather gloves, a hip pouch, a sturdy backpack, some slippers, some reinforced greaves, a smoking-jacket, a cobalt silk skirt and some black silk stockings.

 

 

Tracker Jarodi DiGiovanni, a Human Ranger [back to Guest List]

He has black eyes, very long straight blue-black hair that is unkempt, and fair skin.

He is young for a Human.

 

He has faint scuffing to the neck, some faint scars along the right arm, some faint scars along the left arm, some faint scars along the left leg, some faint scars along the right hand, some faint scars along the left hand, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a bottle of light porter in his right hand.

He is wearing a walnut longbow, some soft brown calf-high forester's boots, a long mesh weapon harness, a leather mask, some reinforced gloves, a willow backpack, a triskele medallion, a woven willow gathering pouch, a wicker quiver, a grey patched cloth sack, some hunting leathers, a lantholite gwethdesuan and a finely-woven dark wool cloak fastened with silver-tasseled laces.

 

 

Balladeer Kesstrell Sagbotttom, a Halfling Bard [back to Guest List]

He has silver eyes, cropped amber hair, and fair skin.

He is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a dragon-engraved mandolin in his left hand.

He is wearing a fine mesh backpack, an arm pouch stitched with a beautiful forest scene, a plain hip pouch embroidered with the name "Kesstrell", a dark indigo coat, a bronze heron medallion, a pair of plum wool knickers, a starry white narcissus, a deep green cloak, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a sorrel red snakeskin waistcoat, a bear-hide sheath, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a rich golden sheath, a chocolate brown harness, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a carved phoenix-painted pick, some tawny gold doeskin boots, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a wide copper earring, a sunshine yellow sack, a tobacco pouch, a plumed great helm, some chain legguards, a finely woven taffelberry-dyed tabard with the image of several grinning Halfling farmers, a carved wooden wren hanging from a soft leather cord and a long mesh weapon harness.

 

 

Laureate Khory Deshah, a Human Bard [back to Guest List]

She has hazel eyes, very long thick strawberry hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is young for a Human.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a flask of Glythtide's Favor in her right hand.

She is wearing a lasmodi gwethdesuan, some golden augmented mail, a crossbow crafted from fine Katamba-black wood that has been carved to suggest the shapes of long bones, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a mist grey vanity case, a long mesh weapon harness, a multi-faceted cambrinth ring set with a elegantly carved pale purple alexandrite rose with a twisting malachite stem which spirals around the ring accented with a spinel leaf, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a crimson leather hip belt fastened with an onyx buckle, a jet-black silk garter accented with a tiny ruby heart pierced with a diamond arrow, a bright yellow satin ribbon, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a black opal nose-stud, a weathered green traveling cloak, an origami sampler sack, some spidery copper-rimmed spectacles, a delicate goldbark wren and panther clasp, a witch ball, some fine blood-red ruby teardrop earrings, a delicate gold rose ring, a gold-banded lapis lazuli locket, a sapphire engagement ring, a wren feather pick, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a slender gold bracelet made from delicate interlocking hearts, a pale green spidersilk pouch pinned with a golden phoenix charm, some black leather thigh boots embroidered with the image of a phoenix rising in flight, a cut glass nightingale earring, a delicate wristlet of pale pink roses and gardenias twined with Elven ivy, a fitted silk bodice emblazoned with the crest of the Bard's Guild, a flowing emerald silk skirt embroidered with golden musical notes, a necklace with a gold eternity knot dangling from the chain, a motley jester's tabard of faded green and gold satin diamonds, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, some mail gloves and a rainbowed chain balaclava.

 

 

Lena Silverburg, a Human Commoner [back to Guest List]

She has ale-brown eyes, long wavy golden brown hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is young for a Human.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a glass of orange juice in her right hand.

She is wearing some leather gloves, a pair of emerald earrings, a dove-grey cotton blouse, a long leather pouch cinched with a silver ram's head on a rawhide thong, some boots, a sturdy backpack, a large sack, a flowing skirt, a grey wool hooded cloak and a white leather scroll case embossed with the symbol for eternity.

 

 

Millimbar Natok, a Human [back to Guest List]

He has grey eyes, long thick golden hair that is loose, and fair skin.

He is young for a Human.

 

He has tiny scratches to the head, faint scuffing to the neck, faint scuffing to the right arm, a constant twitching in the right arm, cuts and bruises about the left arm, tiny scratches to the left leg, tiny scratches to the right hand, faint scuffing to the left hand, deep cuts across the chest area, faint scuffing to the back, faint scuffing to the right eye, faint scuffing to the left eye.

 

He is wearing a cotton shirt, a ebony longbow, some cotton trousers, a blue sash, a multi-faceted crystal amulet on a thin silver chain, a soft silvery case, a deep blue belt sack embroidered with the image of a dragon rearing proudly over a battlefield, a leather sheath, a banded silver albredine ring, a pale green spidersilk pouch pinned with a golden phoenix charm and a hand-stitched traveler's pack.

 

 

Ranger Mobelia burnzyn, an Elf [back to Guest List]

She has crystal green eyes, very long curly golden brown hair that is braided, and rosy skin.

She is young for an Elf.

 

She has minor swelling and bruising around the left arm, minor scarring along the right hand.

 

She is holding a bottle of bearheart stout in her right hand.

She is wearing a black leather bullwhip, a necklace with a silver eternity knot dangling from the chain, a midnight-black wool cloak painted with a moonlit meadow scene, a taneel'neg ring, a lumpy bundle, full double leather, some black riding boots with silver spurs, some forest green socks, a sleek garter made of verdant ivy twined with shimmering silver threads, a leather belt quiver with the Ranger Guild crest intricately tooled across the front, a willow backpack, some side-laced silk pants, a snug lace bodice, a black suede hip pouch and a lantholite gwethdesuan.

 

 

Mykk Dalys, a Halfling [back to Guest List]

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

 

You have faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the left hand, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen, tiny scratches to the back.

You are in good shape.

 

You are wearing a maroon wool coat, a white cotton shirt, a knotted leather belt, some grey wool trousers, a willow backpack, a long leather pouch cinched with a silver ram's head on a rawhide thong, a jadeite gwethdesuan and a kyanite gwethdesuan.

 

 

Nekayah Astyrel, an Elothean Bard [back to Guest List]

She has crystal blue eyes, very long fine platinum hair that is tied back, and tanned skin.

She is fairly young for an Elothean.

 

She has faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the abdomen.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a flagon of nightbrew lager in her right hand.

She is wearing a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a leather scabbard, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, some pitch-black leggings, a star shaped brass pin wrapped in silver wire, a small dragon charm, a ruby teardrop earring, a pair of black boots, a sturdy backpack, a snakeskin wrist sheath, a lantholite gwethdesuan, some pitch-black greaves, a heavy silver medallion surrounded by tiny sparkling rubies suspended from a delicate chain, a small velvet sack embroidered with tumbling dice, an ebony arm pouch, an oiled leather jacket, an engraved gold locket, an ordinary shield, a foresters crossbow, some pitch-black gloves and a golden leather mask.

 

 

Nimuen Wavesinger, a Human Bard [back to Guest List]

She has crystal green eyes, shoulder length wavy golden brown hair that is loose, and tanned skin.

She is young for a Human.

She is in good shape.

 

She is wearing a silvery calf-hide moneybelt embroidered in gold thread, a silvery satin ribbon, a silver dolphin earring, a ice blue cloak with a mountain scene painted on the back, a pale blue oval cameo locket, a revealing frost-white velvet bodice sprinkled with pale blue topaz shards, an elegant blue-grey gown with an airy silk train, a pair of sky blue satin slippers tied with tiny green ribbons, a wide ivory scrimshaw bracelet, a seafoam green linen sack clasped with a carved ivory dolphin, a long pouch, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a shagreen instrument case embossed with the golden emblem of the Bards' Guild and a carved pick.

 

 

Pentaith Angelson, an Elothean Moon Mage [back to Guest List]

He has silver eyes, shoulder length thick silver hair that is tied back, and fair skin.

He is fairly young for an Elothean.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a Sana'ati staff with an owl made of silver perched on the top in his right hand.

He is wearing an obsidian seer's circlet set with a polished cabochon amethyst, a silver signet ring bearing the seal of the Celestial Compact, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Izma Ru'ef University, a dragon ring spiraling around biting its tail, some soft black velvet boots embroidered with intricate silver scrollwork along the cuff, a Moon Mage sack, an elegant black cloak embroidered with the seal of the Celestial Compact surrounded by silver runes and a black silk robe with pale amethysts along the hem and embroidered with the silhouette of an owl.

 

 

Praise GlorySong, an Elothean Cleric [back to Guest List]

She has green eyes, very long thick amber hair that is loose, and fair skin.

She is in her prime for an Elothean.

 

She has faint scuffing to the left leg, faint scuffing to the chest.

She is in good shape.

 

She is holding a flask of Glythtide's Favor in her right hand.

She is wearing a silvery-white pack, a white leather mask, an oval shield, an ox-tongue spear, a clouded green albredine ring, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a hip pouch, some steel-rimmed spectacles, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Cleric's guild, a starry white narcissus, a brushed silver locket, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a milky glass unicorn suspended from a fragile chain, a ring braided from silver and bronze wire, a nola'a ring, a silver gilt hauberk fronted with white leather shaped like a unicorn depicting a pastoral scene of the sun rising over a weary traveler as he wends his way home, a sterling silver nose-stud, some pure white boots, a black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, an origami sampler sack and a shiny silver pin.

 

 

Rayth Blackmoore, a Human [back to Guest List]

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

He is young for a Human.

He is in good shape.

 

He is wearing an opal circlet, an elegant black brocade doublet with slashes revealing blood red silk lining, a small case, some black riding boots with silver spurs, an oil-tanned kidskin pouch secured by a heavy silver clasp, a dark polished leather pack, a leather sheath, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild, some black silk hose, a sword belt made of interlocking wrought silver plates and a deep black velvet cloak lined with luxuriant sable fur and hemmed with a row of scarlet embroidery.

 

 

Wanderer Treical Levive, an Elf Ranger [back to Guest List]

He has jade eyes, short thick dark brown hair that is loose, and fair skin.

He is young for an Elf.

 

He has faint scuffing to the left hand, faint scuffing to the abdomen.

He is in good shape.

 

He is holding a pig-shaped taffelberry lollipop in his right hand and a sticky sweet roll in his left.

He is wearing a maple longbow, a buckskin harness, a green hip pouch, a buckskin quiver, a belt, some fur-lined boots, a golden panther charm, a feathered charm, a jade engagement ring, a worn golden medallion and some deep green leathers.

 

 

Zygmund Volfritter, a Human [back to Guest List]

He has grey eyes, short peppered blue-black hair that is loose, and fair skin.

He is young for a Human.

 

He has some tiny scars across the right arm, some faint scars along the left arm, minor scarring along the back.

 

He is holding a bottle of bearheart stout in his right hand.

He is wearing an ironwood buckler, a clouded green albredine ring, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a dark linen swordsman's cloak clasped at the right shoulder with a silver pin, a black leather scroll case embossed with the symbol for eternity, some massive plate armor, an ancient cracked leather S'kra Mur baldric, engraved with the grinning likeness of a fully hooded King Cobra, a black leather belt, some deep ebony snakeskin pants, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a hip pouch, a pair of polished black leather knee boots, a ring braided from silver and bronze wire, a medium case, a starry white narcissus, an azure steel-rimmed monocle, a mist grey journey pack and a lantholite gwethdesuan.