Kortny Concert,
3/31/2001, Daerlynn’s Concert Series, Arthe Hollow Inn
As transcribed by
Mykk Dalys
It has been 364 years, 277 days since the Victory of
Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 7th month of Moliko the Balance in the
year of the Silver Unicorn.
It is currently fall and it is early morning.
You have a feeling it's past the Anlas of Hodierna's
Blessing.
The autumn sky above is a bright, cheery blue.
[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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Kortny
Horselord of Elanthia, a Human
Adhikari
Rayfe'l, a S'Kra Mur Empath
Aengen
Paranien of Zoluren, an Elf
Warrior
Mage Aleximarus Naelyan, a S'Kra Mur
Artey
Faenillica, a Human Bard
Madrigal
Blaayd halfhaind, an Elven Bard
Bubbinster
Bladebender of Elanthia, a Dwarf
Daerlynn
Soulmyste of Elanthia, a Human Bard
Derivan
Hariar of Zoluren, a Human
Driten
Amlir, a S'Kra Mur Ranger
Tale
Singer Espritia Melodics, a Human Bard
Fyffe
Lish'Esturi, an Elven Bard
Elemancer
Genevier Walderon, an Elf
Heston
Falconsong, an Elothean
Jessibel
Thorlandar of Elanthia, an Elven Bard
Novice Kiaha
Ravenheir, an Elven Bard
Kithria
Dustdanser, an Elven Bard
Defender
Lluna Solarchild of Zoluren, a Human Paladin
Lundgaard
Waering of Zoluren, a Human
Battle
Empath Melindrha Quinnell, a Halfling Empath
Mykk Dalys of
Elanthia, a Halfling
Niprud
Renwald of Elanthia, an Elf
Niteshiver
Vodou of Elanthia, a Human Bard
Healer
Paschein WellBorne, an Elothean
Troubadour
Raaziaar Dvinegis, a Human
Rhidian
Cambringth of Zoluren, an Elf
Fateweaver
Seyjan Turquen of the Gypsies, an Elf
Monk
Shantavi Leshath, a Prydaen Cleric
Empath
Shaunn Vasparion of Elanthia, a Halfling
Huntress
Shiffira Laspathian, a Human Ranger
Starlighte
Sylvansong of Therengia, an Elven Bard
Sympath
Triesse Andaganon, an Elf
Tale Singer
Whozyii Solitzu of Elanthia, a Human
Madrigal
Xaphira Vonara of Zoluren, an Elothean Bard
Ysselt
Ja'Haadraan of Elanthia, an Elf
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SET LIST
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The Ballad
of Shotokyu the Paladin
The
Butterfly's Ball and the Grasshopper's Feast by Bard Williece Roscoei
The Kiss by
Diva Charlotte Dacre
Aonghus
And the Kilt (author unknown)
Sorrow's
Bane by Brealin Forecaster and Kortny Horselord
The After-Party:
A young
Halfling lad: Old Woolly Tanglefoot
Kortny: War the Source of Riches
Kortny: "Fold away all your bright-tinted
dresses" (dedicated to empaths)
Starlighte: "In days of old in a kingdom bold"
Ysselt: "For centuries down through the
ages" (dedicated to 'a special someone')
Daerlynn exclaims, "Well... welcome
everyone!!"
Daerlynn grins.
Daerlynn exclaims, "I am so glad to see
everyone here... this is our eighth concert!!"
Daerlynn exclaims, "And tonight, we have a real
treat!!!"
Bubbinster asks, "Free beer?"
Daerlynn sticks her tongue out at Bubbinster.
Daerlynn says, "I am sure most of you know of
Kortny... "
Daerlynn says, "Master of storytelling...
almost a lost art in the realms.."
Daerlynn exclaims, "So... without any more
babbling from me.. which I know you did not come here to hear... let's hear it
for Kortny Horselords!!"
Daerlynn lets out a hearty cheer for Kortny!
Kortny bows.
Kortny says, "Thank you all for comming
tonight."
Kortny says, "And thanks for Daerlynn for
hosting this series of concerts."
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "I have a mixture of songs and
stories tonight for you."
Kortny says, "including one new song."
Kortny says, "So without futher ado I will
start with a few of my earlier songs and work forward."
Kortny says, "This song was written to inspire
the young of the lands."
Kortny says, "A Warrior True by Kortny Horselord"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
traits of a warrior true
Are open
for all to view
Humble
about their deeds
Always
striving to meet their friends needs"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Tempers always held in check
Good companions on a long trek
They
guard their friends backs
And
their courage is never found to lack"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"They never steal anothers kill
And
always are faithfull in their deals
Always
ready to lend a helping hand
To the
youngest or oldest in the land"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Novice or Lord
They are
a great assest to this world
And when
the starry road they finally take
Half the
realms will pause to wait
As they say there last good bye
Many
will have tears in thier eye"
Kortny bows.
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "My songs where a bit rough in the
early days as I struggled to find the way to put images to sound and
words."
Kortny says, "Through the years we bards never
can really agree on what a bard is."
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "this was my first attempt to
define what I felt about us."
Kortny winks.
Kortny says, ""Soul of the people" by
Kortny Horselords"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"When the taverns lie dark and quiet
When the
children no longer sing
When the
kings subjects are close to riot
And you never
hear a harps note ring"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"When life's drudgery has no joy
And the
people are without a soul
When we
all are the dark gods toys
And when
the enemies of this land take their toll"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Who
guards the people's soul
And
brings a smile to every face?
Who can
topple down a Kings flag from a pole
And is
welcomed by every race?"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Where have the Bards all gone
Who will
keep the Kings in their place
Who will
raise up a hero with a song
Who will
lead the lasses on a merry chase"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Because the value of a Bard
Is tied
to his duty you see
Which is
true from Therens Keep to Shard
For they
must heed the people's plea"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"So
the next time
A note
of music you hear
Take joy
in the fact that this world it does bind
And
remember to always hold the music dear for all time"
Kortny bows.
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "ok grab a beer, the more you
drink the better it sounds."
Kortny winks.
Kortny takes a sip of his beer.
Kortny says, "Well alot of you know that I have
a large number of ballads that I have written over the years."
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "Well this was my first, and it
all started on a bet to see if I could make a friend of my famous."
Kortny winks.
Kortny says, "This is the ballad of Shotokyu
the Paladin"
Kortny begins his Bardic performance for his
audience.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"This is a story both sad and true
That I
am about to share with you
Some
illusions we hold dear
Sometimes
the truth to pierce we fear"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"This story starts where many do
Deep in
the caves the elves once knew
A
paladin bathed in light there strides
Searching the darkness where evil now hides"
Kortny stands tall and strides forcefully around the
room, you would swear he looks just like a paladin.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
day before a band of reavers a familey did slay
Then
continued on their way
Innocent
lives shattered by this foul band
Who
slaughtered them so cruelly out of hand"
Kortny looks like he is holding a young child
cradeled in his arms and tears are flowing down his cheeks.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"To
a need like this was Shotokyu sworn
And it
was a burden that was gladly borne
So when
word did arrive
He left
to avenge those innocent lives"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"To
this dark hole had the trail led
Continuing on Shotokyu advanced to see what the darkness would shed
Deep
into the darkness did he penatrate
Knowing
that not to far ahead a great evil lay in wait"
Kortny squints at you as if the room was bathed in
shadows.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Then as he came to one large cavern
He saw
massed against him
Not the
small band he had tracked
But a
full forty standing fast"
Kortny draws his cutlass and shield and readies
himself for battle with a glint of steel in his eye.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"It never
even occured to him to flee
But with
unbridled glee
He flung
himself on the foe
Causing
them great woe"
Kortny throws himself forward slashing at imaginary
foes... or wait are they imaginary...
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And the foe was thrown back
From the
pure passion of his attack
Then the
glimmer of his white armor did disappear
And a
hero's death was near"
Kortny seems to be crushed under the weight of his
enemies.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
with his last breath of air
From him
arose a strangled prayer
And
lifted high in the sky
To
Chadatru did it pass bye"
Kortny slowly empties his lungs.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"A
shaft of light did shine down
And
annoint that paladin in an etheral crown
And
where the sounds of death and combat had rung
An
unatural silence hung"
Kortny smiles as he looks up into the sky with a
look of wonder and surpise on his face.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Then slowly within that shaft of light a paladin did rise
To stand
once again with a fire in his eyes
And with
a howl of glee
He flung
himself back into that fersome melee"
Kortny seems to glow with saintly halo as he flings
himself back into battle.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
the sounds of combat did renew
With a
fierce rage he did attack anew
And the
screams and clangs of arms did sound
Deep in
that underground"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
with a mighty stroke in that darkend shaft
Shotokyu
cut the last reaver in half
And as
his enemy did fall
He
crumpled against a wall"
Kortny smiles as he swings his cutless in a mighty
stroke comming a little to close to your head for comfort
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Now
his armor stained with red
He
gasped for breath on that rocky bed
Then he
looked around
And what
he saw brought a frown"
Kortny frowns.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Because
he knew that his work was not done
Many
more beasts would soon emerge with the setting of the sun
To raze
the land in their wrath
If he
and others like him did not stand in their path"
Kortny groans.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"With a slight groan he arose
And
limped out of that dark mine leaving his foes
His
strength and soul once more stood the test
But for
now he just needed rest..."
Kortny bows.
Kortny asks, "so do you think I won the
bet?"
Kortny winks.
Kortny says, "Ok this next piece was requested
by our lovely host."
Kortny says, "so I would like to dedicate it to
her and her hard work."
Kortny takes a sip of his beer.
Kortny begins his Bardic performance for his
audience.
Kortny says, "This is the story of Anlorahlhe
by Kortny Horselords."
Kortny recites:
"When the armies of the World Dragon Priests
Had
retreated to the area of the Black Hand
The
Elotheans and Elves of the shattered city of Shard
Banded
together to rebuild Shard and the province of Ilith."
Kortny recites:
"It
was during this time that Alec
Built a
symbol of that new peace with the Elves
That
symbol being the gondola that served to connect
The
elves with their Leth kin."
Kortny recites:
"The
Elves, honored by this act,
Swore to
guard and ensure the operation of the gondola
It is at
this point that our story begins."
Kortny pulls his hood up on his cloak covering his
face in shadows.
Kortny leans forward.
Kortny darkly says, "But even as the Elves and
Elotheans celebrated the rebuilding of their cultures, dark forces gathered to
oppose them. And it was in a deep hole
that an evil necromancer began to chant. "
Kortny chants in a baritone voice:
"Darkness, Darkness, come to me!
Gather
round and follow my decree!
A heart
of ice and anger of life!
Create
me a creature full of spite!
Form
claws that are so sharp and cruel,
That
they can slice those Elven fools!"
Kortny darkly says, "And as he chanted this
evil spell, a creature was given life.
Seemingly nothing but claws and fangs, it's first step on this world
sent a ripple through the magic of the land."
Kortny says, "An Elven mage whose age was
beyond the memories of all but himself, felt the evil magic resonate in the
lands. And as it faded away, fate took
possesion of him and he chanted these words with his dying breath:"
Kortny chants in a baritone voice:
"As
light turns so does darkness
As
darkness turns so does light
When the
powers of death bring forth life
The
powers of life must bring forth death"
Kortny chants in a baritone voice:
"A
mother's milk will quench the flame
A
noble's blood will talisman bring
To the
center must it go
And wait
there for it's appointed foe."
Kortny quietly says, "Now the Elves debated
long and hard trying to discern the prophecy.
After five years of study, it was decided that they would create a
talisman so full of the magic of life that it's mere presence would dampen the
evil in the realms. "
Kortny quietly says, "What exactly the Elven
mages did to create the staff is unknown.
But after five years they appeared with a staff burning with a blue
flame. A hundred Elven mothers gave of
their breasts milk to quench the magical flames that danced within the
staff. And thus was a talisman for good
born."
Kortny says, "The leader of the Mountain Elves
recognized that this talisman would be needed in the future and the safest
place for it would be in the great temple in Crossing. "
Kortny says, "She chose twenty of her finest
warriors to escort the staff to the province of Zoluren. To lead this war party she chose her
daughter Anlorahlhe. "
Kortny firmly says, "Now Anlorahlhe was the
pride of the Mountain Elves. There were
many songs sung of her praising her beauty and her kindness. "
The bandages binding Triesse's right hand soak
through with blood as it begins bleeding again.
Kortny darkly says, "Unfortunately unknown to
the Elves their actions had not gone unnoticed. Spies for the necromancer watched as the war party readied itself
for departure."
Kortny darkly says, "The mage summoned up his
creature and infused it with his power.
He then sent it to intercept the Elves and destroy the tailsman. The creature raced toward the Elven lands
with great speed."
Xaphira frowns.
Kortny says, "The war band, having gotten
ready, departed from the mountains and arrived at the gondola. Anlorahlhe sent one half of her guard across
to secure the northern platform. "
Kortny says, "The gondola guided by an Elven
mage returned to the south platform to pick up the rest of the party. The spirits of the party were high and
laughter and song filled the air as the party took their seats."
Kortny sighs.
Kortny sadly says, "No one noticed the small
thump on the top of the gondola."
Kortny slowly says, "The beast attacked without
warning. The Elven mage operating the
gondola was the first to die. The
guards leapt to fight but were flung back and overcome by the pure savagery of
the beast. In the end only the princess
Anlorahlhe and the beast were left."
Kortny says, "Well, the princess held the staff
in front of her and the beast was kept at bay.
But the princess had not been unscratched in the struggle, a red stain
was now forming at her side."
Kortny exclaims, "Suddenly the prophecy was
made clear to her!"
Several Halfling men stride purposefully up to the
fireplace. They deftly climb atop one
another to form a tower of Halflings.
The man at the top grabs a beer mug from the mantel and passes it
down. They tumble off of each other and
proudly walk back to their table.
Kortny glares at the halflings.
Kortny chants in a baritone voice:
"A
mother's milk will quench the flame
A
noble's blood will talisman bring
To the
center must it go
And wait
there for it's appointed foe."
Kortny sadly says, "She knew the future would need this talisman and also
what she had to do. She reached down
and ran the staff along the blood of the wound at her side."
(Kortny stamps the ground with a loud !!!THAMP!!!!)
Kortny says, "And a bright light enveloped the gondola,
and Anlorahlhe's body fell to the ground.
The beast with a heart of ice was too strong to be overcome so easily
but it was greatly weakened by the magic of life that shone forth."
Kortny says, "With a jerk of the ropes the
gondola started to move again, with no hand to guide it. The warriors having heard the cries stood
ready on the platform. But whatever
they where expecting it was not the creature that sprang past them and fled
down the ridge."
Kortny says, "The rest of the war band rushed into
the gondola with cries of dismay. All
inside where dead and the enchanted staff was not to be found."
Kortny says, "Some say the Elves failed in
their mission that day. Others are not
so sure, because that gondola with no hand to guide it still travels back and
forth. And a few have been said to hear
a young lady weeping as if some duty had long kept her seperated from those she
loved. "
Kortny quietly says, "But I guess only
Anlorahlhe really knows the truth. For
now........."
Kortny bows.
Kortny takes a sip of his beer.
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "Well this next song was written
during the aftermath of the gorbesh war."
Kortny says, "and was part of a petition to help
us find Wren."
Kortny says, "I hope you enjoy it."
Kortny says, "I will now sing "Wren and
the Red Winter War" by Kortny Horselord"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"A
swirl of destiny does flow
Amid the
rumours of war
In this
torrid soil a plot does grow
And
gives rise to the prophecies of lore."
Kortny slowly sings in a baritone voice:
"A
Chalice, a Bard, and a Lute
All
intertwined with blood and tears
In this
mixture an evil plan bears fruit
As
reality gives birth to our deepest fears"
Kortny sadly sings in a baritone voice:
"A
battle springs across the lands
Warriors
rally to the horns call
The
enemy comes with bloodstained hands
And
clash against the city's walls."
Kortny hopelessly sings in a baritone voice:
"The
cities are separated and heroes fall
As the
warriors battle for the gates
Each
town sends out an urgent call
And
through it all we wait our fates."
Kortny angrily sings in a baritone voice:
"A
message from the enemy arrives
A demand
of just one bard's life
To stop
the wounded cries
And put
an end to this dreaded strife"
Kortny quietly sings in a baritone voice:
"The
answer is no and the bardess hides
The chalice
and lute are guarded closely
To try
to stop death's swift ride
As the
attackers ranks swell hopelessly"
Kortny hopelessly sings in a baritone voice:
"Warrior, Priest, Bard, and Empath
All fall
to evil's sword
The cities
are lost to the enemies' wrath
And at
the gates the enemy now wards"
Kortny regretfully sings in a baritone voice:
"Gentle bard is taken at last
Guardians of the lute are taken one by one
All
defenders fall to arrow, sword, and axe
Many
claim that the Gorbesh have won"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"A
standard rises and warriors rally
The
wounded heal and an army forms
These
stalwart warriors challenge the tally
This
army girds themselves all weary and torn"
Kortny emphatically sings in a baritone voice:
"The
paladins lead and the warriors follow
The
towns are reclaimed one at a time
But
victory brings a harsh sorrow
As
violence is repaid in kind."
Kortny hesitantly sings in a baritone voice:
"As
the world does recover
And the
foolish belive it has ended
The wise
discover
That our
last hope might have been left unattended."
Kortny slowly sings in a baritone voice:
"A
memory of three notes
Bring the
bards together
They
share a faint hope
But they
find just a wrens feather."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"A
voice to guide gives the way
As one
of each is gathered togather
They all
join to sing and pray
And
three step forward with a wren's feather"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Their faith brings its reward
And Wren
is saved from death
But only
her life will the god's ward
But they
give no guarantee for our last breath."
Kortny bows.
Kortny smiles.
Kortny takes a sip of his beer.
Kortny says, "ok I think you all need to wake
up a bit."
Kortny says, "so if the bards could join in and
sing with me."
Kortny says, "lets see if we can cause a bit of
chaos."
Kortny says, "I think most of you know this
one."
Kortny says, "feel free to jump in and dance a
bit."
Kortny says, ""Life of the Dance" by
Kortny Horselords"
Kortny begins his Bardic performance for his
audience.
Kortny slowly starts to play a beat on his boness
matching each beat with an intricate dance step.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"I
was born to the sound of a screaming cry,
But I
will dance till the day I die.
Ever
since I heard my first lullabye,
I
couldnt just let my feet lie."
Kortny smiles as he whirls around his cape and hair
flying, as he taps a counter melody with his boots and spurs.
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Dance,
dance, everyone dance!
Come on,
join in the romance!
Come on,
tap your feet!
Come on,
get off your seat!"
Kortny continues to dance, he suddenly whirls to a
stop and winks at you then continues.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"When I was only three,
A bard
came and sang for me.
With
halting steps, I began to sway,
And I
did not stop dancing all that day."
Kortny bones's blur as a rapid dance rhythm escapes
from them.
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Dance, dance, everyone dance!
Come on,
join in the romance!
Come on,
tap your feet!
Come on,
get off your seat!"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"When I finally reached the age of eight,
Till after
dinner I could hardly wait.
For my
family would move the table and chairs,
And haul
out their bardic wares."
Kortny leaps atop the bar and over a suprised
looking halfling.
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Dance, dance, everyone dance!
Come on,
join in the romance!
Come on,
tap your feet!
Come on,
get off your seat!"
Kortny smiles.
Kortny winks.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Then I hit the age of thirteen
And the
prettiest girl I had ever seen
Was
swaying to the music.
Oh wow,
that did make me lose it."
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Dance, dance, everyone dance!
Come on,
join in the romance!
Come on,
tap your feet!
Come on,
get off your seat!"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Well I just turned twenty this day,
And that
pretty girl has had her say.
Now I am
all dressed up in my best,
As we start
the first dance, at our wedding fest."
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Dance, dance, everyone dance!
Come on,
join in the romance!
Come on,
tap your feet!
Come on,
get off your seat!"
Kortny slowly changes the tempo to hauntingly
familier lullabye.
Kortny smiles.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Well music does warm our home today,
Because
a sweet baby in a cradle does lay.
And as I
sing softly, she moves her feet,
To the
rhythm of an unseen beat."
Kortny smiles as he speeds the tempo back up.
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Dance, dance, everyone dance!
Come on,
join in the romance!
Come on,
tap your feet!
Come on,
get off your seat!"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"A
young lad won my daughter's hand today,
My
daughter would never leave if I had my say.
But my
daughter looked me right in the eye,
And
these words she whispered as she said goodbye."
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Dance, dance, everyone dance!
Come on,
join in the romance!
Come on,
tap your feet!
Come on,
get off your seat!"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And I guess when I die,
After my
last friend has said goodbye,
The
chapel bell will give a ring,
And a
ghostly voice will softly sing."
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Dance, dance, everyone dance!
Come on,
join in the romance!
Come on,
tap your feet!
Come on,
get off your seat!"
Kortny smiles as he twirls to a stop, his cape and
his hair twirling about him as he bows.
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "Thank you all for helping me with
that one, and bartender put the damages on Bubbinsters tab."
Kortny says, "Ok this next one is in honor of
the people in this lovely town and it celebrates a lot of the things they
love."
Kortny says, ""The Butterfly's Ball and
the Grasshopper's Feast" by Bard Williece Roscoei"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Come take up your Hats, and away let us make haste
To the
Butterfly's Ball, and the Grasshopper's Feast.
The
Trumpeter, Gad-fly, has summon'd the Crew,
And the
Revels are now only waiting for you."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"So
said little Robert, and pacing along,
His
merry Companions came forth in a Throng.
And on
the smooth Grass, by the side of a Wood,
Beneath
a broad Oak that for Ages had stood."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Saw
the Children of Earth, and the Tenants of Air,
For an
Evening's Amusement together they bear.
And there
came the Beetle, so blind and so black,
Who
carried the Emmet, his Friend, on his Back."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
there was the Gnat and the Dragon-fly too,
With all
their relations, Green, Orange, and Blue.
And there
came the Moth, with his Plumage of Down,
And the
Hornet in his Jacket of Yellow and Brown."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Who
with him the Wasp, his Companion, did bring,
But they
promis'd that Evening, to lay aside their Sting.
And the sly little Mouse crept out of his
Hole,
And
brought to the Feast his blind Brother, the Mole."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
the Snail, with his Horns peeping out of his Shell,
Came
from a great Distance, the Length of an Ell.
A
Mushroom their Table, and on it was laid,
A
Water-dock Leaf, which a Table-cloth made."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
fares were various, to each of their Taste,
And the
Bee brought her Honey to crown the Repast.
Then close on his Haunches, so solemn and
wise,
The Frog
from a Corner, look'd up to the Skies."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
the Squirrel well pleas'd such Diversions to see,
Mounted
high over Head, and look'd down from a Tree.
Then out
came the Spider, with Finger so fine,
To show
his Dexterity on the tight Line."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"From one Branch to another, his Cobwebs he slung,
Then
quick as an Arrow he darted along.
But just
in the Middle, --Oh! shocking to tell,
From his
Rope, in an instant, poor Harlequin fell."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Yet
he touch'd not the Ground, but with Talons outspread,
Hung
suspended in Air, at the End of a Thread.
Then the
Grasshopper came with a Jerk and a Spring,
Very
long was his Leg, though but short was his Wing."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"He
took but three leaps, and was soon out of Sight,
Then
chirp'd his own Praises the rest of the Night.
With
Step so majectic the Snail did advance,
And
promis'd the Gazers a Minuet to dance."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"But
they all laugh'd so loud that he pull'd in his Head,
And went
in his own little Chamber to Bed.
Then, as
Evening gave way to the Shadows of Night,
Their
Watchmen, the Glow-Worm, came out with a Light."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Then Home let us hasten, while yet we can see,
For no
Watchman is waiting for you and for me.
So said
little Robert, and pacing along,
His
merry Companions returned in a Throng."
Kortny bows.
Kortny says, "ok now there are a few of you who
are at the other side of the spectrium so I will drift a bit that way with
these songs."
Kortny winks.
Kortny says, ""The Kiss" by Diva
Charlotte Dacre"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
greatest bliss
Is in a
Kiss--
A kiss
of love refin'd,
Then
springs the soul
Without
control,
And
blends the bliss with mind."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"For
if desire
Alone
inspire,
The kiss
not me can charm.
The eye
must beam
With
Chasten'd gleam
That
would my soul disarm."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"What fond delight
Does
love excite
When
sentiment takes part!
The
falt'ring sigh,
Voluptuous eye,
And
palpitating heart."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Ye
fleet too fast--
Sweet Moments,
last
A little
longer mine!
Like
Heaven's bow
Ye fade
--- ye go
Too
tremulously fine!. "
Kortny bows.
Kortny says, "this next one moves us a bit more
in that direction and most of you will have heard it before."
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "but it is worth singing again.
"
Kortny says, ""Aonghus And the
Kilt" author unknown."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Now
Aonghus was a happy man for soon he would be wed
He'd
found a brisk and bonnie lass to take him to his bed
But
happier still his mother was that he had found a wife
For
truth be told she'd often feared t'be stuck with him for life!"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"In honor of the grand affair their
wedding it would be
She set
about to weave a kilt the finest ever seen
The
night before the wedding when the kilt was finally done
She
called young Aonghus over and she tried it on her son."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"She
wound the kilt about him and she wound and wound and wound!
But when
she'd finished winding it was still eight yards too long
"Oh
never fear, me bonnie boy, we'll simply cut it off,
And to
your blushing bride we will give the extra cloth."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Now
Aonghus was so pleased you know his heart it swelled with pride
He felt
that he must rush right out to show it to his bride
It was
raining so he grabbed a cloak to shield him on the moor
And in
his haste to be away, his kilt slammed in the door!"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Now
Aonghus was in such a rush to show off for his bride
He never
really noticed that he'd left his kilt behind
He
knocked upon her door, cryin' "Let me in I pray,
I've
something that you've got to see before our wedding day."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Well Brigit let him in you know but says, "You cannot stay.
For I must
have my beauty sleep before our wedding day!"
"I'll only be a moment love, but it's so grand, my dear,
You've
really got t'see what I've got hidin' under here!""
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Now
when the cloak was set aside, and Aonghus stood quite bare
We must
admit, she was impressed, and tried not hard to stare
"My
love, I'll ne'er see finer, though far and wide I'd roam!"
"Oh, lass," he cried, "That's nothin'! I've eight more
yards at home!""
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
""That's nothin'! I've eight more yards at home!""
Kortny bows.
Kortny smiles.
Kortny takes a sip of his beer.
Kortny says, "Ok these next few songs all hinged
around events in my life."
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "This song which I helped very
little on, was written to rally people to our side in the latest war."
Kortny says, "Sorrow's Bane by Brealin
Forecaster and Kortny Horselord."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Citizens of Elanthia listen, take heed
The
realms are awash in hideous deeds
An evil
has challenged with his minions and fear
Tis
time for all people to waken and hear."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
who has come to sunder our lives?
To take
what he claims his, in all of his pride
To
creep and to plot for a means to his end
And
take sweet Elanthia from our hands to tend."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Beware Lord Sorrow for his name tells all
Tis
hardship he brings with pain to follow
No safe
path to tread with one such as he
Wherever he goes he sows misery."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"All
that has passed during these tumultuous times
Has
begun with three VISIONS, parables, rhymes
Hodierna, a unicorn and a little lost lad
All beg
in these visions for help to be had."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Mages and Clerics fell senseless with visions
While
thru the lands Sorrow spread foul division
No one
could say what these visions foretold
Paths
were followed but soon grew cold."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
Book he sought but he found not
Brave
souls had discovered his rank plot
They
armed themselves with truth and sword
And
began the conflict, began the war."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"He
covets the Book to tumble the Stones
The
grim wardens of Zaulfung's deadly bones
But the
Dwarves in their Hold stand firm and fast
They
guard the Book with their lives to the last. "
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"For
should he hold the Book in his hands
Undo
the Stones and destroy the land
There
will be no place that is safe and free
No
place for you, no place for me."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"He's shown what he does to those who would flee
Consider Marstan or Prayk and Sorrow's tender mercy
Death
to you if you dare leave his side
Slavery for you if you stay and
abide."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Tis
past time to rise and heed the call
All
races, all guilds, all people follow
Into
the battle to put down this threat
To
obliterate Sorrow and all he begets."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"No
one can afford *not soul drinker, the undoer of all
He will
unmake the world "
Kortny says, "There will be no world should
Elanthia fall...."
Kortny bows.
Kortny asks, "Ok now who remembers the
Feastival up in Theren?"
Kortny says, "Well right before it began, I ran
into a few gypsies in the Town green headed north."
Kortny says, "And a man told me a story there
of a lost love and how he searched for her."
Kortny says, "I and a few others including
Kithria wrote some songs to try to help him...."
Kortny says, "this is that song."
Kortny says, ""Lady of the Lamp" by
Kortny Horselord."
Kortny wistfully sings in a baritone voice:
"Sweet lady of the lamp,
Where
have you gone.
Poor
Brashin been searching,
For so..
so...
long....."
Kortny kindly sings in a baritone voice:
"A young
lad with stars in his eyes,
His
first wishes were power and fame.
Tis
forgivable because with his last
He freed
you from your bronze flame."
Kortny lovingly sings in a baritone voice:
"No
longer trapped in your cursed Lamp.
To you,
love had come at last.
Where so
many others had cast you aside,
He held
you in love's tender grasp."
Kortny wistfully sings in a baritone voice:
"Sweet lady of the lamp,
Where
have you gone.
Poor Brashin
has not been this happy,
In so..
so...
long....."
Kortny regretfully sings in a baritone voice:
"With the promise of adventure calling strong,
And
thinking his love was safe.
Young
Brashin left to see the world,
And made
a tragic mistake."
Kortny sadly sings in a baritone voice:
"Hardening his heart to your teary pleas,
He set
off with walking staff in hand.
His life
was filled with wonder and discovery
As he
explored this wide land."
Kortny longingly sings in a baritone voice:
"Sweet lady of the lamp,
Where
have you gone.
Poor
Brashin has been exploring,
For to..
to...
long....."
Kortny longingly sings in a baritone voice:
"Every morning's gentle kiss,
Increased adventurer Brashin's longing heart.
So at
last he turned for home.
And
found an empty home and cold hearth."
Kortny hauntingly sings in a baritone voice:
"Now
again Brashin searches the land
But
instead of fortune and fame.
He seeks
his lost love,
And asks
you watch for her fair name."
Kortny regretfully sings in a baritone voice:
"Sweet Reliana of the lamp,
Where
have you gone.
Poor
Brashin now knows,
He was
so..
so...
wrong....."
Kortny bows.
Kortny asks, "Ok does anybody here worship Eluned?"
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "Here is a song written for the
Merlew about her."
Kortny says, ""A song of Eluned" by
Kortny Horselord"
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Beneath a darkend sky,
The
waves dance to your song,
The
gentle sound of your sigh,
Echos
deep where no mortal belongs."
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"For
where is knowledge found,
But far
from where men dwell,
Deep in
the ocean round,
Where
the bravest hearts do quell."
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Honored God and sailors friend,
Guide us
with your dolphine form,
To our
destination your protection lend,
As we sail
into the morn."
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"For
wisdom is not born in all,
But is
given by your hand,
And
those with out will surely fall,
And
never see sight of land."
Kortny bows.
Kortny says, "Ok this song has been sung at
severel funerals including the princes and a friend sung it at Cass's."
Kortny says, "I hope you enjoy it."
Kortny says, ""Tribute to a Friend"
by Kortny Horselord. "
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
sands of time flow for us all.
But in
each day of our life,
We give
a small piece of ourselves to others.
To stow
away for after Urrem'tier's call."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Dear friend and companion through joy and tears,
We have
shared our lives and our dreams.
So
swiftly did you the starry road take,
That
there were some things left unsaid I fear."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"A
faint scent of smoke makes me remember those times long ago,
When we
sat by the fire and talked till the dawn.
Would I
have treasured those moments more,
If your
leaving I could have fortold?"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"A
gentle song carried so softly on the breeze,
Brings a
vision of the nights of dance and song that we used to share.
A
friendship so deep and so strong,
That not
even the hand of death can cleave."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
time we have shared over many a year,
Has
bound us closer than I would of thought.
And that
small part of me that died with you,
Has been
filled with memories so dear."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"So goodbye
is not needed today.
For all
the sights and sounds we experienced,
Are
bound in my heart.
And
there, they will always stay. "
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"So
tonight I raise a toast to you old friend,
As on
our times together I do dwell.
And when
people should ask of you,
Our
shared adventures will I tell. "
Kortny bows.
Kortny says, "and that brings us to the point a
few of you have been waiting for."
Kortny says, "my last song."
Kortny winks.
Kortny says, "This is a new one that I just
finished, and the first public
performance... So I hope you enjoy it."
Kortny says, ""Dream Dancer" by
Kortny Horselord"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"I
saw her first when I was just a lad
And
sleep would not come easily to hand.
I
slipped away into the dark
And
entered a fairy land. "
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
moon shone bright across the clearing
And the
stars shone from on high.
The
nightingales started a melody
In the
hidden perches where they lie. "
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
flowers and grass swayed back and forth,
In the
wind with a gentle rustle.
And then
I saw a slender form appear,
And
could not move a muscle. "
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Oh
Dream Dancer!
Will you
dance with me?
Take my
hand and let us dance,
For all
the world to see!"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"The
night would flee so swiftly,
With us
hand and hand,
As we
moved in unison,
To the
sounds of a starlit land."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"We
never spoke a word
As the years fled by,
But
every time was bliss,
Till the
dawn would draw nigh."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Now
as I face my elder years,
And so
many I love are gone.
I
eagerly seek her face,
And we
dance until the dawn. "
A chorus of voices join with Kortny's leading
baritone as he sings:
"Oh
Dream Dancer!
Will you
dance with me?
Take my
hand and let us dance,
For all
the world to see! "
Kortny longingly sings in a baritone voice:
"Oh Dream
Dacer!
Will you
dance with me?"
Kortny bows.
Kortny says, "And that concludes my performance
for tonight."
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "A round of applause for all the
bards who helped me on the chorus and the lovely host."
Kortny says, "And also all the pretty ladies in
the audience who inspired me."
Kortny winks.
Kortny takes a sip of his beer.
Kortny bows to Daerlynn.
Kortny takes a seat.
Daerlynn says, "Ok!!! Before we end...."
Daerlynn says, "Two things..."
Daerlynn exclaims, "First... the next concert
is in two weeks... here.. and Starlighte will be singing!!"
Daerlynn exclaims, "And two weeks after that,
Xaphira!!"
Daerlynn says, "Thank you all for coming.. as a
special treat..."
Daerlynn says, "After the last concert, a bard
came to me, asking to sing one song at the next concert here..."
Daerlynn says, "I knew that we all here would
encourage her.... and Kortny was gracious enough.."
Daerlynn says, "So. I would ask that we all
warmly greet Fyffe... "
Fyffe smiles.
Fyffe says, "First of all, I'd just like to say
how much I enjoyed Kortny's performance, it was wonderful."
Fyffe smiles.
Fyffe says, "I've not performed in a long time...
this is an older song of mine, not the one... well... we won't think about that
song tonight."
Fyffe smiles.
Fyffe says, "This is a song of wandering and
fate, it is called, 'My Long Walk.'"
Fyffe smiles.
Fyffe takes a deep breath, exhales, then smiles
brightly.
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"As
the morning is dawning
My feet,
they leave the yard
I have
no need for homelife,
I must
wander from the hearth!"
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"With simple dreams to guide me
And
everything to try,
I set
out toward the golden seas
My
spirit, towards the sky!"
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"Clouds all changing as they brush,
Forming
something new.
My mind,
it imagines fae and stuff,
My belief
is what is true."
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"My
spirit floats along the breeze,
My mind
in fancy roams,
My feet,
they splash beneath the sea,
My
longing drives me on."
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"E'en through the long day
I grow
not weary of what I see
My feet
tap a rhythm all their own
As they
wander toward the sea."
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"My
mind, imagines easily,
As I
wonder where my path will roam.
My soul,
unbound, flies fast and free,
As I
wander yet further from home."
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"Blistered and sore my feet may grow,
My
hearth, long grey and chill,
Yet my
mind trips lightly even so,
My
thoughts and dreams do thrill."
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"It's all so very far now,
Yet
still so oddly near,
I touch
a life then let it go,
My heart
knows naught of fear."
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"It is
fate that leads us, at home and away.
My fate
revealed, my future divined.
A flash
of music, a glimpse of day,
I ne'er
tire watching my road unwind."
Fyffe sings in a soprano voice:
"My
mind knows not where I'll go today,
My heart
knows what I'll leave behind.
My
longing makes it impossible to stay,
In my
wanderings, it is my fate I'll find."
Fyffe bows her head as the last note trails off in a
gentle decrescendo.
Fyffe smiles.
Fyffe says, "It was good to sing again."
Fyffe smiles.
Fyffe says, "I'd like to thanke Daerlynn and
Heston for allowing me to sing, as well as Kortny for not minding me sharing
the very tail end of the stage."
Fyffe grins.
Fyffe gets a medium star ruby from inside her
traveler's pack.
Fyffe offers Kortny a medium star ruby.
Fyffe smiles at Kortny.
Kortny smiles.
Fyffe says, "I enjoyed it."
Kortny bows to Fyffe.
Kortny says, "my lady I would just have to tip
it back"
Kortny winks at Fyffe.
Kortny declines Fyffe's offer.
Kortny grins.
Kortny says, "but it is appreciated."
Fyffe says, "Oh no, it was your
performance."
Fyffe grins.
Kortny says, "and your song was well
sung."
Fyffe says, "I just had a little bit of
fun."
Kortny smiles.
Kortny says, "Let you in on a secret I am
retired, just they are all in denial about it."
Kortny winks at Fyffe.
Daerlynn says, "We keep bringing him
back..."
A young Halfling lad, holding a large mug of ale,
leaps in front of the fireplace, lets out a big whoop and bursts into a
spontaneous song.
"Old
Woolly Tanglefoot, he has no teeth!
He's a
furball on his head that defies all belief!
But you
won't see me singing this when he's around
Cuz old Woolly
can still chase me from town!"
Heston says, "The Halfling just had to have his
say too."
You say, "They always do."
Kortny says, "I will now sing "War the
Source of Riches""
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"What nonsense they talk who complain of a War
Which
makes us all greater and richer by far
And tho'
no War known, ever lasted so long,
Yet this
may go on to the end of the song."
Kortny winks.
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"I
remember the time when we all were at peace,
When
rich men and poor men all liv'd at their ease
When the
great could drink claret, the midling sort port,
And ale
or grog flow'd for th' inferior sort.
But war levels all, or makes us all rich,
Whether
buried in th' Abbey, or dead in the ditch. "
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"I
remember, that formerly Cits worth a plum
Were
call'd very rich--but now such a sum
Is a younger
child's portion--since some worth a million
Have
fail'd!--or jigg'd off in death's dance of cotillion.
Then
what nonsense to talk of the horrors of War,
Which
makes the small great, and poor richer far."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Say, how can this happen
has
Zoluren more acres?
No the
land is the same, but your great fortune makers
Without
gold or silver can purchase the land,
And this
is the thing that some can't understand
Now the
things is as plain as your A, B, and C,
For
those that can't read can get money, we see."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"As
thus--an army must have cloths and food,
(With
arrows and bolts for the enemies good,)
Then who
must supply them, and who are the factors?
Why
Agents, and Brokers, and Army Contractorrs.
Traders
A. B. and C. and so quite down to Zed,
Men who
cypher and sum, tho' they little have read,
And if
twenty-four of such letters agree,
They establish
a bank--Traders. A. B. and C."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Their notes go for plats, next year something more,
The next
for more still, till at length a full score
Will
scarce buy so much as a plat before
Yet he
who possesses the most of such rags,
Is rich
without silver or gold in his bags."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Then what nonsense to talk of the ruin of War,
When
such riches are coin'd without buillion from far
Thus no
one can tell what by War's won or lost,
But the
Tellers, who're paid for not telling its cost.
"
Kortny bows.
Kortny says, "ok one for the empaths."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Fold away all your bright-tinted
dresses,
Turn the
key on yours jewels to-day,
And the
wealth of your tendril-like tresses
Braid
back in a serious way"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"No
more delicate gloves, no more laces
No more
trifling in boudoir or bower,
But come
with your souls in your faces
To meet
the stern wants of the hour."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Look around ! By the
tourchlight unsteady
The dead
and the dying seem one-
What!
trembling and paling already,
Before
your dear mission's begun?"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"These wounds are more precious than ghastly-
Time
presses her lips to each scar
While
she chants of that glory which vastly
Transcends
all the horrors of war."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Pause here by this bedside.
How mellow
The
light showers on that brow!
Such a
brace, brawny visage, poor fellow !
Some
homestead is missing him now."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Some wife shaeds he eyes in the clearing,
Some
mother sits moaning distressed,
While
the loved one lies faint but unfearing,
With the
enemy's bolt in his breast."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Here's another - a lad - a mere
stripling,
Picked
up in the field almost dead,
With the
blood through his sunny hair rippling
From the
horrible gash in the head."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"They say he was first in the action
Gay-hearted, quick healed, and witty.
He
fought till he dropped with exhaustion.
At the
gates of our fair Crossing City."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Fought and fell 'neath the arrows aimed at that city
With a
spirit transending his years-,
Lift him
up in your large hearted pity,
And wet
his pale lips with your tears."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Touch him gently, most sacred the duty
Of
dressing that poor shattered hand!
God spare
him to rise in his beauty,
and
battle once more for this land."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"Pass on! it is useless to linger
While
others are callling your care
There is
need for you delicate finger,
For your
womanly sympathy there."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"There are sick ones athirst for caressing,
There
are dying ones raving at home,
There
are wounds to be bound with a blessing,
And
shrouds to make ready for some."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"They have gathered about you the harvest
Of death
in its ghastliest view
The
neaerest as well as the furthest
Is there
with the traitor and true."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
crowned with your beautiful patience,
Made
sunny with love at the heart,
You must
balsam the wounds of the nations,
Nor
falter nor shrink from your part."
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"And
the lips of the mother will bless you,
And Alfars, sweet visaged and pale,
And the
little ones run to caress you,
And the
wives and sisters cry hail!"
Kortny sings in a baritone voice:
"But
e'ven if you drop down unheeded
What
matter? Fate's ways are the best
You have
poured out your life where 'twas needed,
And fate
will take care of the rest."
Kortny bows.
Starlighte sings in a soprano voice:
"In days
of old in a kingdom bold, there lived a fearsome dragon.
And the
King he was in great distress, and the countries spirits flagoned.
Until
one day there came a knight,he was handsome, bold, and charming.
And he
slew the dragon with his sword, with a smile that was so disarming.
With a
hey and a ho and a hey nany no,
A smile
that was so disarming."
Starlighte sings in a soprano voice:
"Said the King I wish to know your name, but the knight said do not
bother.
For the
name of a knight of the realm says he, is the same as any other.
Said the
King tonight in my daughter's bed, you shall take your leisure.
And
she'll reward you for your deed, with a night of exhausting pleasure.
With a
hey and a ho and a hey nany no,
A night
of exhausting pleasure."
Starlighte sings in a soprano voice:
"One
daughter she had raven hair,a maiden young and chaste.
And she
slept all night in the pale moonlight,naked to the waist.
The
other daughter she was fair,the fairest in the town.
And she
slept all night in the pale moonlight,naked from her small waist down.
With a
hey and a ho and a hey nany no,
Naked
from her small waist down."
Starlighte sings in a soprano voice:
"Well
the knight he spends many hour,behind the castle wall.
But the
ending to my story dear, isn't what it seems at all.
For in
neither bed of neither maid, was he repaid for his glory.
But he
slept all night with the King, instead for this is a fairy story.
With a
hey and a ho and a hey nany no,
For this
is a Fairy story."
Starlighte giggles.
You notice Starlighte slip into a hiding place.
Derivan says, "now I wull sing 'A Sheltered
Grove' by meself Derivan Hariar"
Derivan recites:
"A
good bard in a sheltered grove,
He
listened to the orchard grow,
Glanced
above, Glanced below,
Watched
the brances swing to and fro."
Derivan recites:
"'Have I writen about my past?'
He
mumbled to the dew ridden grass,
Blowing
slow, Blowing fast,
The wind
rustled his thoughts of last."
Derivan recites:
"'And have I writen of ladies fair?'
His
words carried on the misty air,
Reaching here, Reaching there,
Searching his heart, sifting through tears."
Derivan recites:
"'Were wars fought without me knowing?'
He felt
the welt of arrows lodging.
Soldiers
coming, Soldiers going,
He
leaned on the old oak ever growing."
Derivan recites:
"'Did I taste the finest Ale?'
His lips
waiting, his complextion pale,
Liquor
potent, Liquor stale,
Small
birds chirped across the Dale."
Derivan recites:
"'And is my love as strong as yours?'
He gazed into his glowing orb,
Opening
minds, Opening doors,
The
traveler stood and observed some more..."
Derivan recites:
"A
good bard in a sheltered grove,
He
listened to the orchard grow,
Glanced
above, Glanced below,
Watched
the branches as he left for home. "
Derivan bows.
Xaphira recites:
"Every experience teaches something...especially where one's heart
is concerned. This is entitled "What
You Taught Me.""
(Xaphira slowly looks up with a cold, distant gaze.)
Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:
"You
taught me so much that you'll never see
How I
can freeze even in summer's heat
How to
be alone when in someone's arms
How to
wall myself in from any harm."
(Xaphira looks down, as if briefly pained, but the
emotion quickly disappears from her face.)
Xaphira hauntingly sings in a soprano voice:
"Winter's chill wind sweeps o'er the land
Darkness
invades the place where I stand
I open
my arms to invite it in
To a
place where love and light had once been."
Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:
"Everywhere I go there are shadows of you
All that
I see, all I hear, all I do
Your voice
in the wind and your scent in my bed
Your
stares in cold stars and your threats in my head."
Xaphira helplessly sings in a soprano voice:
"I
can't say when or where the change came
But the
man I once loved is no longer the same
I became
used to the suspicion and pain
The
sunlight irreversably turned into rain."
(Xaphira gazes up pleadingly, flinching from
something unseen.)
Xaphira hopelessly sings in a soprano voice:
"Winter's chill wind sweeps o'er the land
Darkness
invades the place where I stand
I open
my arms to invite it in
To a
place where love and light had once been."
(Xaphira falls to her knees)
Xaphira draws forth an ornamental ivory dagger with
a carved hilt.
Xaphira darkly sings in a soprano voice:
"Winter's chill wind sweeps o'er the land
Darkness
invades the place where I stand
I open
my arms to invite it in
To a
place where love and light had once been."
(Xaphira slowly stands, gripping her dagger, her
eyes flashing with a dark light, and gazes coldly at the door, as if waiting,
as the last notes of the song echo around you.)
Ysselt says, "To a special someone, I dedicate
this."
Ysselt slowly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"For
centuries down through the ages,
I knew
I'd find one of my kind,
And I
felt not a fear of finding you here,
For I
knew you'd be there at my side!"
Ysselt tenderly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And
through all the time we'll be together,
You'll
be my strength and my pride,
And if
all the long years bring an ocean of tears,
I'll
fear nothing with you at my side."
Ysselt smiles.
Ysselt sweetly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"And
now here we stand with each other,
Our
faith has been tested and tried,
We'll
say as we stand to the world hand in hand,
I'll
fear nothing with you at my side."
Ysselt lovingly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice:
"When we have grown old together,
We'll
look back on the roads we did ride,
I'll
say to you what the years have made true,
I
feared nothing with you at my side."
Ysselt gazes fondly at Derivan.
Ysselt smiles.
Ysselt bows.
Ysselt closes the cover of her songbook, the clasp
catching with a delicate "click".
Ysselt puts her songbook in her spidersilk backpack.
Ysselt commands to Aengen, "Sing!!"
Xaphira lets out a hearty cheer for Aengen!
Aengen exclaims, "okay, but no groans about old
songs, why don't I have something new!"
Aengen grins.
Aengen exclaims, "and sing with me!"
You say, "I'll have your drink ready."
You wink at Aengen.
Aengen grins at you.
Aengen begins her Bardic performance for her
audience.
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 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"."
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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."
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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"...."
Aengen snorts, loudly.
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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!"
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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 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.
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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.
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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 shivers.
Aengen fingers dance over the strings, coaxing a
spill of notes like laughter from her instrument as she spins, stamping her
feet playfully.
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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.
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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.
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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!)"
You exclaim, "Go Bard!"
Aengen grins at you.
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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!"
Daerlynn's alto, Heston's mezzo-soprano and
Xaphira's soprano join with Aengen's 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.
You stand near Aengen.
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!"
You offer your Cinnamon-Peach mead to Aengen.
Aengen gives you a smooch!
Aengen beams at you! What a warm feeling!
Aengen has accepted your offer and is now holding a
mug of Cinnamon-Peach mead.
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THE
GUEST LIST
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Kortny Horselord of Elanthia, a Human. [back to Guest List]
He has violet eyes, long thick auburn hair that is
braided, and fair skin.
He is young for a Human.
He has a short scruffy mustache on his upper lip and
a short rough beard.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a chain shirt, a small bronze badge
cast in the shape of a gladiola, a misty grey bag, a sturdy weapon harness, a
hand-stitched traveler's pack, a misty grey belt, an albatross feather, some
chain greaves, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a suede gem
pouch, a sjatmal gwethdesuan and a light crossbow.
Adhikari Rayfe'l, a S'Kra Mur Empath. [back to Guest List]
She has slitted grey eyes and green-brown scales.
She is young for a S'Kra Mur.
She has a tattoo of a pair of serpents entwined
around a hemlock blossom on her shoulder.
She has deep slashes across the abdomen, deep cuts
across the tail.
She is wearing a sturdy black backpack, a
draw-string canvas pouch appliqued with dried starfish, a beautiful mask of
Peri'el , an indigo gossamer sarong, a hip belt of delicate silver links
dangling with tiny enameled blossoms in a rainbow of colors, a worn golden
medallion, a pink Appease rose, a wire and amber pin, some beaded-deerskin
sandals, a polished abalone shell necklace suspended from a cord of braided
seaweed, a handcarved teak herbalist's case clasped with a crystal jadice
flower, a shoulder satchel, an embossed copper armband, a twisted cambrinth
armband, a silver drop earring set in the center with a carved mountain agate,
a crystal king snake tailband and a grey gossamer cloak that flows over the
shoulders and trails down the back like twilight mist.
Aengen Paranien of Zoluren, 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 stone tankard painted with a phoenix,
a journey-worn instrument case, a soft yellow Idon's trumpet, a supple suede
cloak intricately dyed to resemble cascading dark brown and golden hawk
feathers, a twisted amber wristlet, a high-collared cotton shirt with wide
sleeves, a woven leather belt adorned with tiny brass wrens, a dagger thigh
sheath, some soft tan doeskin pants, some soft twilight-grey owl-winged boots
clasped with amber, a weathered traveler's pack, a nutmeg brown harness, an
amber silk long pouch, a carved simple pick, some leathers, a brown thigh
pouch, a smoky topaz fox bauble, a lantholite gwethdesuan and a sjatmal
gwethdesuan.
Warrior Mage Aleximarus Naelyan, a S'Kra Mur. [back to Guest List]
She has slitted crystal blue eyes and golden scales.
She is young for a S'Kra Mur.
She has a tattoo of a lounging steel-blue dragon
with slitted violet eyes and outstretched silver wings sunning itself on her
arm.
She has deep slashes across the left arm, cuts and
bruises about the left hand, minor swelling and bruising in the chest area
compounded by deep cuts across the chest area, faint scuffing to the tail.
She is holding an irregular gwererest shell in her
right hand.
She is wearing a ghoul-skin sling, a sardonyx dolphin
bauble, a red jasper goose bauble, a carved black ironwood ring resembling a
dragon coiled around a ruby rose, a belted viper-skin baldric fastened with a
chiseled iron dragon buckle, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a reaver-pelt sack, a
waermodi gwethdesuan, a silver tail barb, a bronze dragon pin, a carved jade
dragon pin with tiny faceted ruby eyes, a soft white leine with scintillating
prismatic dragons curling down its billowing sleeves, a dark blue tapestry
cloak with a wide sable shawl collar, some deep blue woolen socks with silvery
dragons embroidered along the tops, a bold animite dragon pendant inset with
fierce eyes of ocean-blue spinel, a wide blued steel tail-band inlaid with two
dueling cambrinth dragons, a silver ring embellished with a carved cambrinth
dragon, a dark green leather thigh pouch branded with a stylized dragon, a
loose linen swordswoman's shirt with a soaring steelsilk dragon embroidered on
the back, a platinum dragon head amulet with emerald green eyes that seem to
blink sleepily, a cambrinth armband carved into the shape of interlocked
leaping dolphins, a gold armband in the shape of a dragon with diamond fangs, a
pure white thigh bag, some golden viper-skin boots embroidered with rampant
black dragons, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a
leather sheath with a sinuous wrought-silver dragon wrapped down its length, a
wooden goose trinket, a cambrinth ring with a black ironwood setting shaped
like a dragon, a misty-grey windfish-scale haversack, a pewter tankard etched
with a stylized dragon clasping its tail in its mouth, a dusky blue
nightweaver-silk handfasting cord studded with carved crystalline stars, a
steel necklace of interlocking wire dragons, a rich sable leather travel pack
emblazoned with a scintillating prismatic dragon, a platinum engagement ring
set with two emerald dragons clutching a brilliant blue sapphire, a sjatmal
gwethdesuan, a ebony longbow and a pale peach vela'tohr flower.
Anliis Vanderhal, a Gnome. [back to Guest List]
She has one violet eye and one blue eye, long
straight brown hair that is braided, and fair skin.
She is young for a Gnome.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a soft felt vanity case dyed with a
myriad of autumn hues, some mini leather legguards, a delicate silver rose
ring, a silver engagement ring, a nutmeg brown cloak, a twisted cambrinth
armband, a shagreen instrument case embossed with the golden emblem of the
Bards' Guild, a cerise silk surcoat embroidered with a grey horned owl, a chain
balaclava, a brushed silver locket, a carved pick, a pair of sky blue satin
slippers tied with tiny green ribbons, a slender hairpin set with a carved
wooden owl, a charm bracelet, a pink pearl necklace, an albredine crystal ring,
a waermodi gwethdesuan, an arm pouch, a tanned la'tami hide book bag clasped
with a yellow topaz owl, a target shield, a split traveler's skirt lined with
rabbit fur, some quilted ring mail and a short bow.
Artey Faenillica, a Human Bard. [back to Guest List]
He has jade eyes, very long straight red hair that
is braided, and copper skin.
He is young for a Human.
He has a short thin mustache on his upper lip and a
sparse beard.
He has cuts and bruises about the neck, faint
scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to
the right hand, faint scuffing to the left hand, faint scuffing to the chest.
He is holding a mug of snowfire beer in his right
hand.
He is wearing a large sack, some boots, a carved
pick, a blue gem pouch, a blue gem pouch, a short bow, a battered oval shield,
an articulated blued-steel weapon harness with interlocking plates engraved
with the form of a regal lion and some animite-etched field plate armor with
golden pauldrons.
Asera Ri'sel, a Prydaen. [back to Guest List]
She has cat-slitted gold eyes, a shoulder length thick
honey mane that is tousled, and tawny fur with a white belly.
She is young for a Prydaen.
She has faint scuffing to the head, faint scuffing
to the right arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, minor swelling and bruising
around the left hand, some tiny scars across the left hand.
She is in good shape.
She is holding some sugar roasted almonds in her
left hand.
She is wearing an azure wristlet, a bard blue ring,
a leather reinforced aventail, some steel-studded bracers, some reinforced
greaves, a sturdy backpack, some burgundy leather leggings, a carved beryl
nightingale bauble, a hide breastplate, a deep ebony harness, a lumpy bundle
and an ordinary shield.
Madrigal Blaayd halfhaind, an Elven Bard. [back to Guest List]
He has silver eyes, shoulder length curly silver
hair that is loose, and fair skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is clean shaven.
He has faint scuffing to the left arm, tiny
scratches to the right leg, cuts and bruises about the left leg, cuts and
bruises about the chest area, faint scuffing to the abdomen.
He is holding a sunstone wren bauble in his right
hand.
He is wearing a blackened visored chain coif, some
blackened mail gloves, a deep gold satin pouch, an Elothean silverwillow
crossbow, a silvery chicken-painted shield, a weathered beisswurm backpack, a
jeweled tin whistle hairpin, a gold-chased woodwind case, a silk-lined woodwind
pouch, an indakar wren charm, a braided ivory ring bearing the crest of the
Bard's Guild, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a lockpick
case with a detailed painting of the western mountains, a deep blue woolen
jacket fastened with carved rowan buttons bearing an embroidered Bards' Guild
badge on one sleeve, a carved lapis-inlaid pick, a thigh quiver, a carved
wooden wren hanging from a soft leather cord, a delicate gold necklace with a
small Bard Guild crest charm, a tiny nightingale charm, a pewter tankard etched
with a stylized dragon clasping its tail in its mouth, a silver jackal earring,
some smoke grey wolfskin boots, a creamy white gardenia wreath, some silvered
chain, a black leather split-strap sword belt with silver inlays, a
grendel-skin utility belt and a pitch-black crossbow.
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 right arm, faint
scuffing to the chest.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a mug of snowfire beer in his right
hand.
He is wearing a green and bronze mask etched with
the crest of the Tavern Troupe, some black broadcloth pants with a row of gold
coins stitched up the side, an emerald green mantle, a bronze brooch, a wide
dwarven mining belt of sturdy worn leather, some black silk stockings, some
black shoes, a black velvet cummerbund, a steel-rimmed monocle, a black velvet
tail coat, a black velvet bowtie, a pewter tankard etched with a stylized
dragon clasping its tail in its mouth, a journey-worn instrument case, a sturdy
black backpack, a canvas field kit, a claymore sheath, a carved black pick, a
black velvet tabard, an ornate scabbard, a black silk shirt adorned with
beveled platinum cufflinks, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the
insignia of the Tavern Troupe, some massive plate armor, a dark blue armband
embroidered with the heraldic device of the Stone Clan Militia, a burlap bag, a
tarnished silver whiskey flask and a woven sack.
Bandit Cavryn Theiler, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
You cannot make out her features with the clothing
she is wearing.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a lightweight carved-stock crossbow,
a black crystal choker accented with dyed black gryphon feathers, a creamy silk
bodice, a fitted doeskin skirt, some spidersilk stockings, some soft black
leather thigh-boots, a cut glass nightingale earring, an oaken bolt box
acid-incised with images of hunting nobility and fierce animals in a wooded
glen, a double-wrapped leather sword belt tooled with wandering rose vines, a
delicate gold rose ring, some gold hair beads, a deep amaranth journey pack, a
black velvet hip pouch embroidered with gold stars depicting the Shrike and a
long dark hooded cloak.
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 an embossed ivory parchment
invitation in her right hand.
She is wearing a tarnished silver whiskey flask, a
tarnished silver ring inset with cambrinth skulls, a black tankard-shaped badge
etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a diaphanous scarf of saffron
silk batiked with carmine astrological symbols that is wrapped so that one end
cascades down the back like a map of the heavens in fabric, some silvered chain
woven over the heart with steelsilk links forming a white dove bearing a broken
sword, some fringed moss-green suede falconer's gauntlets, a pale blue oval
cameo locket, a set of thirteen golden bells embellished with leafy silver
filigree, a belled anklet, a filigreed gold bracelet studded with frost opals
and hung with tiny bells, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row
of jade glaysker flowers, some hammered gold toe bells, a jangling golden
hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, some dark green suede boots with rawhide
laces, a carved pick, a dark amber ear cuff adorned with tiny silver bells, a
silvery buckskin harness, a dark grey messenger's satchel reinforced with thick
black leather, a forest green linen peasant blouse with a loose and daring
neckline, a multi-colored tiered gypsy skirt that is gathered up highly on one side,
a leaf-green suede garter with criss-crossed laces, a hip pouch, a gypsy
kerchief, a diminutive cambrinth kingsnake, a silver mesh moonflower framed by
delicate emerald silk leaves and a blackened chain coif with a silvery steel
eye-guard.
Derivan Hariar of Zoluren, a Human. [back to Guest List]
He has crystal blue eyes, short straight dark brown
hair that is loose, and tanned skin.
He is young for a Human.
He is clean shaven.
He has a tattoo of a wren perched upon a fisted
gauntlet over a lute of gold on his arm.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a bottle of Sand Spit Rum in his right
hand and a piping hot blueberry pie in his left.
He is wearing a heavy crossbow, a lantholite gwethdesuan,
a blackened steel locket, an opal-inlaid silver flask, a Bardic Spirit Knot
ear-stud, an etched Bard crest pin, a rough leather tinker's sack, a bronze
medallion stamped with the image of a flying wren, a slender bow pouch
delicately embroidered with tiny musical notes, a gold ring bearing the crest
of the Bard Guild, a finely-woven crisp white shirt with pleated ruffs on the
collar and cuffs, a bronze brooch, a soft silvery backpack, a sky-blue and ecru
plaid kilt, a delicate gold necklace with a small Bard Guild crest charm, a
silvery-white quiver, a sprig of mistletoe, some silver-edged mail, some
metallic blue gauntlets, some tawny golden poloh'izh hide boots with bronze
wren clasps, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the
insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a deep-blue silk armband embroidered with the
Bardic Crest in silver thread and a metallic blue balaclava.
Driten Amlir, a S'Kra Mur Ranger. [back to Guest List]
He has slitted crystal blue eyes and green-brown
scales.
He is young for a S'Kra Mur.
He has faint scuffing to the left arm, faint
scuffing to the left leg, faint scuffing to the right hand, faint scuffing to
the left hand.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a silver engagement ring, a battered
leather pack, some bloodstone armbands, a brushed silver locket, an albredine
crystal ring, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a light
tan pouch, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a
brightwork greatsword scabbard with a fire-gilded king snake wrapped down its
length, some ankle-high Elven stalking boots, a leucro hide archer's cuff
adorned with downy white feathers and silver embroidery, a black velvet long
pouch, a light tan cloak, a wolf pin, some roan blue doeskin leathers, some
leather gloves, a woven leather belt with a large silver buckle bearing the
Ranger Guild crest, a beaded suede fletching pouch, a green leather mask, a
lumpy bundle and a teak longbow.
Tale Singer Espritia Melodics, a Human Bard. [back to Guest List]
She has dark eyes, long curly black hair that is
loose, 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 is in good shape.
She is wearing a golden filigree devotional ring set
with a sunstone carved into the shape of a singing wren, a delicate brushed
silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a crimson silk
pouch adorned with a crystal charm depicting Faenella's wren carrying a rose in
its beak, a carved pick, some dainty kidskin sandals with silk ankle laces, a
belled anklet, a leather sheath, a diamond band, a belt of heavy beaten gold
medallions etched with a sunburst design and linked with tiny brass bells, a
pale silver prayer bead chain, a golden-brown yew Faenella emblem suspended
from a delicate golden chain, a full-skirted brilliant emerald silk gown, a
pair of platinum snowflake earrings set with glacier emeralds, a black
tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe and a silk
backpack embroidered with a wren sitting on a cat.
Fyffe Lish'Esturi, an Elven Bard. [back to Guest List]
She has bright green eyes, long wavy light brown
hair that is loose, and tanned skin with a dragon-shaped birthmark on her neck.
She is fairly young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a Bardic Spirit Knot hair-clasp, some
stark white weepers, a pale blue oval cameo locket, a softly-draped silk tunic
stitched with intricate silver knotwork, a delicate silver necklace with a
polished jade and amethyst disk-shaped pendant, a brushed silver ring set with
identically carved jade and amethyst stones, a threadbare hooded cloak with a
frayed hem, an old thigh pouch, some travel-worn boots, a thickly-padded
instrument case, some simple leggings, a journey-worn traveler's pack and a
carved silver pick.
Garret birmingham, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
He has amber eyes, long thick golden brown hair that
is braided, and dark 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 a tattoo of a black dragon kneeling at the
feet of a red-robed wizard on his arm.
He has faint scuffing to the right arm, minor
swelling and bruising around the left arm, faint scuffing to the left leg, some
faint scars along the right hand, faint scuffing to the left hand, cuts and
bruises about the chest area.
He is wearing a silver ring embellished with a
carved cambrinth dragon, a cambrinth ring with a black ironwood setting shaped
like a dragon, some spike-knuckled leather gauntlets with dragons tooled on the
cuffs, a black leather cavalier hat with a long crimson plume, some rich sable
dress leathers embossed with an Elven mage standing over a dragon, a dark blue
ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a ruby teardrop earring, a
marquetry lockpick case handcrafted with an inlaid design of a mariner's
compass, a gold medallion symbolizing dedication to Meraud, a handmade blue
silken knapsack adorned with delicately embroidered golden dragons, a
voluminous black greatcloak embroidered with writhing dragons, a silky grey
tabard depicting a black serpent emerging from an ivory moon, a dashing sable
swordsman's shirt embroidered with dragons along the sleeves, a pair of black
sable swordsman's pants with dragons stitched along the legs, a wide black
sable sash embroidered with twin golden dragons, a dark green leather thigh
pouch branded with a stylized dragon, a belted viper-skin baldric fastened with
a chiseled iron dragon buckle, a hammered silver epaulet chased with the crest
of the Warrior Mage's Guild, a pale blue oval cameo locket, a voluminous black
surcoat embroidered with writhing dragons, a delicate silver eyelid piece
shaped like a wizened claw, a twisted silver cloak pin inset with a cranberry
glass fireball, a brightwork greatsword scabbard with a fire-gilded king snake
wrapped down its length, a silver drop earring set in the center with a
tear-shaped blue diamond, a bronzed cambrinth ring bearing the crest of the Warrior
Mage Guild, a gold wedding band set with a black diamond panther and wolf
supporting a ruby, an ironwood cloak clasp etched with the image of a falcon
perched on a wolf, a gleaming platinum wristband etched with the crest of the
Warrior Mage Guild, a silver falcon's feather tied to a wide beaded leather
band, a buffed leather talisman case inlaid with engraved silver plates, a
white leather writing case with a delicate silver hawk clasp, a matte black
aegis etched with gold, a golden dragon head amulet with emerald green eyes
that seem to blink sleepily, some steel-rimmed spectacles, some polished
knee-high black top boots tooled with a dragon battling a wolf, an iron-studded
leather war belt with an ornate fire-gilded dragon buckle, a twisted cambrinth armband,
an ironwood staff topped with a coiled silver dragon holding a sphere and a
pewter tankard etched with a stylized dragon clasping its tail in its mouth.
Elemancer Genevier Walderon, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
You cannot make out her features with the clothing
she is wearing.
She is young for an Elf.
She has faint scuffing to the right arm, tiny
scratches to the left hand, faint scuffing to the chest.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a black agate ring inset with a
cambrinth shark, an ordinary shield, a narrow jade wedding band inlaid with a
twining golden rose, an asketine leaf pendant, a seafoam-blue watersilk pack
laced with ivory silk cords, a long dark hooded cloak, a soft gold-threaded
skirt, a pair of pearl earrings, a wire and alexandrite pin, some soft black
spidersilk stockings, a simple pewter charm bracelet, a tiny wooden tree pin, a
heart-shaped golden locket, a white velvet ribbon, a sea-blue suede bodice with
mermaid-shaped emerald clasps, some calf-high black suede boots with silver
clasps, an obsidian rabbit bauble, a brightwork greatsword scabbard with a
fire-gilded king snake wrapped down its length, a silver silk sash, a small
velvet sack embroidered with tumbling dice, some silvery-white leathers, some
shark fang-tipped gloves, an ivory-fanged leather cougar mask, a silver herb
pouch, a buffed leather talisman case inlaid with engraved silver plates and a
platinum ring bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild.
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 is in good shape.
She is wearing a somber black haversack, a
fur-trimmed leather sporran with foxtail tassels, a dark journeyman's pouch
adorned with blackened heron feathers, a gown of deep crimson silk circled
about the hips with a softly draped black sash, a blue sapphire eyebrow ring
with blackened heron feathers dangling to the side, a slender ebony ear cuff
edged with turquoise, a blackened steel locket, a black wool scarf loosely
draped over the head and around the neck and a heavy black greatcoat.
Jessibel Thorlandar of Elanthia, an Elven Bard. [back to Guest List]
She has crystal blue eyes, long wavy golden hair
that is loose, and fair skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of an iridescent winged butterfly
on her ankle.
She is in good shape.
She is holding some Bardic Spirit Knot earrings in
her right hand and some Burdock's ale in her left.
She is wearing some twilight-blue gauntlets with
black leather cuffs worked in raised silver, a silver gilt hauberk, a
glittering chain balaclava, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, an ebony short bow, a long
platinum hairpin set with a large sparkling emerald, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a
snakeskin war belt, an amber-inlaid silver flask, a heart-shaped golden locket,
some iridescent sharkskin thigh-boots, a ruby red nose-stud, a soft pink satin
rosette, a belled anklet, a wire and moonstone pin, a deep blue leather
instrument case embroidered with an exquisite butterfly in multi-hued thread, a
platinum wedding ring, a sleeveless light blue linen dress patterned with tiny
white flowers, a sky blue spidersilk bodice inset with sheer white gauze, some
soft black lace stockings, a deep blue woolen jacket fastened with carved rowan
buttons bearing an embroidered Bards' Guild badge on one sleeve, a pearl wren
ring, a leather sheath, a soft pink satin rosette, a dainty jes-rose wristlet,
a moonstone goat bauble, a copper butterfly trinket, a brass Bard trinket, a
brass Elf trinket, a carved beryl crane bauble, a carved pick, a clear crystal
necklace cut to look like a string of diamonds, a bronze dragon pin, an indigo
spidersilk robe embroidered with an iridescent butterfly, a pristine white
surcoat embroidered with a warrior maiden singing to a sleeping dragon, a
jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a scalloped golden chain
bracelet with dangling golden bells, a leaf-green suede garter with
criss-crossed laces, a small ankle pouch with an embroidered strap, a Bardic
Soul Knot pendant, a blue brocade backpack embroidered along the straps with a
wren-in-flight pattern, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage
pattern, a gold engagement ring set with a dark red ruby teardrop, a red gem pouch
and a sjatmal gwethdesuan.
Novice Kiaha Ravenheir, an Elven Bard. [back to Guest List]
She has jade eyes, short straight red hair that is
braided, and copper skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing some red silk stockings, a hooded
cloak, a battered leather pack, a silver chain, a clear crystal necklace cut to
look like a string of diamonds, a long pouch, a calf-length skirt and a silky
white blouse.
Kithria Dustdanser, an Elven Bard. [back to Guest List]
She has jade eyes, long wavy honey hair that is
loose, and fair skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of an iridescent winged butterfly
on her leg.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a silk backpack embroidered with a
wren sitting on a cat, some deep blue chain patterned in silvery-white
steelsilk with dazzling stars entwined among hemlock blossoms, a low-cut white
lace summer dress woven with golden ribbons, some dainty kidskin sandals with
silk ankle laces, a tiny pale yellow honeysuckle, a hip-slung leather sword
belt with ornate bronze buckles and fittings, a lapis lazuli Bard bauble, a
cerulean wool cloak embroidered with ivory nightingales and lined in silk, a
thigh quiver, a long mesh weapon harness, a dragon's heart ring, a golden ring
set with a sapphire carved in the shape of a winged dragon, a shimmering scarf
of pale golden silk that drapes gently around the neck, a cat made out of rough
ivory seashells, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, an
archer's caracal-pelt bracer, a delicate enameled oval locket, a dusky silk
rose, a carved silver pick, a lemon-backed hickory longbow and a jadeite
gwethdesuan.
Defender Lluna Solarchild of Zoluren, a Human
Paladin. [back to Guest List]
She has crystal blue eyes, shoulder length wavy
silver hair that is loose, and fair skin.
She is fairly young for a Human.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a black tower shield emblazoned with
a wounded white unicorn rampant over an enormous red moon, a sjatmal
gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a pitch-black crossbow, a lasmodi
gwethdesuan, a silver ring inlaid with a tiny cambrinth goshawk, an amber and
black plaid kilt, a royal blue greatcloak with a braided gold fourragere draped
over the left shoulder, a braided spidersilk ribbon, a crystal charm hung from
a fine silver chain, a platinum-hued armor pack shot through with narrow
strands of steelsilk, a side-laced silk shirt, a slender silver bracelet set
with dark red ruby teardrops, a delicate pouch woven with the fibers of various
herbs, a silver ring engraved with the image of a moon and sun, a wide leather
Therengian war belt riveted with decorative pewter plates, a pair of leather
thigh boots fastened with ruby and silver buckles, some massive plate armor, a
pair of mesh rainbowed handguards, a rainbowed great helm and a black leather
bullwhip.
Lundgaard Waering of Zoluren, a Human. [back to Guest List]
He has gold eyes, short straight black hair that is
loose, and copper skin.
He is young for a Human.
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.
He has a tattoo of a ghost ship floating in the eye
of a swirling funnel of water on his arm.
He has faint scuffing to the neck, faint scuffing to
the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, cuts and bruises about the left
leg, faint scuffing to the right hand, faint scuffing to the chest, minor
swelling and bruising in the abdomen compounded by cuts and bruises about the
abdomen, cuts and bruises about the back.
He is wearing a midnight black cowl, some aged
leather combat armor with a faint seal over the breastplate, some reinforced
hide gloves, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a platinum wedding
ring swirled with obsidian veins inset with a misty black diamond, some thick
hiking boots with polished brass buckles, a ceremonial black leather kilt with
etched bronze buckles, a soldier's supply bag, a silver flask, a blood red
swashbucker's sash, a thin leather shirt fastened with tarnished dark silver
buttons, a roughly-braided leather armband, a blackened steel locket, a belted
leather baldric, a supple sharkskin traveler's pack with a blackened flap
fastened by an intricate scrimshaw clasp and an etched crystal staff shod with
silver at both ends.
Battle Empath Melindrha Quinnell, a Halfling Empath.
[back to Guest List]
She has crystal blue eyes, very long curly
strawberry hair that is loose, and tanned skin.
She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.
She has a tattoo of an iridescent winged butterfly
on her ankle.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a silvery-white velvet pouch, some
fitted black wolfskin trousers, a side-laced silk bodice, a silver filigree and
cambrinth earring, a platinum veneered cambrinth ring bearing the crest of the
Empath's Guild, an ivory-tinted steelsilk pack that has been embroidered in
spidersilk, a pale silver prayer bead chain, a gold and silver filigree locket,
some spidery silver-rimmed spectacles, a handcarved teak herbalist's case
clasped with a crystal jadice flower, a translucent spidersilk scarf fastened
with a diamond rose, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of
the Tavern Troupe, a diamond engagement ring, a dragon's heart ring, a slender
silver eyebrow ring, a bright silver albredine ring, a coal black raven charm,
a witch ball, some beaten silver toe bells, a black leather bullwhip, a
spidersilk donations pouch for gifts and fancies, an ivory spidersilk garter
edged in Elven lace and tiny seed pearls and a cheerful ivory ram charm.
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 thin bushy mustache on his upper lip and a
short stringy 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 has faint scuffing to the right arm.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a pilgrim's badge, a heavy S'lai
crossbow, a polished silver necklace made of crescent moon-shaped links with a
ruby-eyed onyx wolf pendant, a lantholite gwethdesuan, an ebon-hued pouch, a
somber black snakeskin moneybelt with an antiqued white gold wolf's head belt
buckle, a lavishly engraved jade incense case, a Katamba black leather armband
intricately tooled with a sword-crossed scale, a lion's tooth, some wolfskin
leathers, a supple dark leather bag embroidered with a gauntleted hand
squishing a thief, a tower shield, a pitch-black cowl, some spike-knuckled
leather gauntlets with dragons tooled on the cuffs, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a
black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, a sweeping
black cloak with a regal high collar and rich gold embroidery, a waermodi
gwethdesuan, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a deep black traveler's pack fastened with
a darkened steel claw-shaped clasp, a sculptured gold wristband displaying the
crest of the House of Winterlorn, a cambrinth armband inset with a polished
silver crest, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Cleric Guild, a molded gold
pin depicting a thief in the jaws of Chadatru's fierce lion, some well-worn
black leather boots tooled with a faded emblem, some night-black obsidian
prayer beads strung on a chain of white gold and a silver laminated bracer with
a cambrinth cabochon set in its center.
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 wearing a faded violet satin ribbon, a white
cotton shirt, some pleated red wool breeches cross-gartered from ankle to knee,
a purple tapestry satchel embroidered with a gilded taffelberry branch -- the
emblem of the Arthe Dale Trader's Guild, a double-wrapped leather sword belt
tooled with wandering rose vines, a leather weapon harness, a willow backpack,
a jadeite gwethdesuan and a kyanite gwethdesuan.
Niprud Renwald of Elanthia, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
He has ale-brown eyes, very long fine black hair
that is tied back, and copper skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a sling, a black gem pouch, a waermodi
gwethdesuan, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, an etched Bard crest pin, a carved silver
pick, a silver grey arm pouch, a snakeskin belt, a copper cow trinket, a bronze
cow charm, a black satin ribbon, some charcoal sirenfish-skin calf-boots, a
sjatmal gwethdesuan, a gold ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a ruby
signet ring, a black leather cloak trimmed in silver, some hammered gold toe
bells, a grey thigh pouch, a sturdy weapon harness, an onyx stud, some pearl
grey armor, a fine mesh backpack sewn with a colorful patch across one strap
and a silver laminated bracer with a cambrinth cabochon set in its center.
Niteshiver Vodou of Elanthia, a Human Bard. [back to Guest List]
He has jade eyes, shoulder length curly black hair
that is loose, and dark skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a dark gingerbread woman in his right
hand.
He is wearing a sapphire anklet, an anklet made of
interlocked black opal scorpions, a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps,
a dark silk cloak embroidered with a jade green dragon set with ruby eyes, a
troll-claw necklace, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a
waermodi gwethdesuan, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a black opal nose-stud, a jade
stickpin, a light cinnamon quiver, a monogrammed leather weapons harness, a
carved aqua pick, some black riding boots with silver spurs, a silver herb
pouch, a soft gem pouch, a diamond band, a platinum ring bearing the crest of
the Warrior Mage Guild, a golden silk handfasting cord swathed in sheer black
lace, some fitted black wolfskin trousers, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a sjatmal
gwethdesuan, an Elothean silverwillow crossbow and a fine black shirt.
Healer Paschein WellBorne, an Elothean. [back to Guest List]
She has green eyes, shoulder length thick blue-black
hair that is loose, and fair skin.
She is in her prime for an Elothean.
She has a tattoo of faint blue bite marks on her
right wrist.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pair of platinum-heeled pearl grey
boots, a sparkling crystal and ivory cameo, some soft-black leather breeches
with sinuous steelsilk lacings, some wide platinum wristcuffs, a canvas field
kit, a deep ebony lockpick case set with smooth onyx plates, an Elothean lace
and crystal collar, an embossed greatsword sheath, a multi-stranded platinum
hipchain with an eye charm, a narrow white gold wedding band, a dragon's heart
ring, a flowing raw silk shirt with crystal buttons, a leather sheath, a fiery
scarlet vela'tohr flower, a black tower shield emblazoned with a wounded white
unicorn rampant over an enormous red moon, an azure-scaled poloh'izh hide
cloak, a large spidersilk sack, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a
lifesculpted silverwood ring set with emeralds, some thin platinum-framed
spectacles, some supple oiled leathers with a hand-tooled spread-winged raven
along the front, some reinforced hide gloves and a leather cowl.
Troubadour Raaziaar Dvinegis, a Human. [back to Guest List]
He has blue eyes, short wavy golden brown hair that
is loose, and tanned skin.
He is fairly young for a Human.
He is clean shaven.
He has a tattoo of two large intertwining snakes one
with midnight black scales highlighted in silver and the other skeletal on his
arm.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a watered-steel sallet with a gilded
dragon mask glaring down from the brow, some darkened steel gauntlets with
spiked knuckle guards and serrated cuffs, a midnight black armor, a motley
jester's tabard of faded green and gold satin diamonds, a sturdy black backpack
and a golden badge molded into a miniature shield with an inlaid ebony dragon.
Rhidian Cambringth of Zoluren, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
He has milky white eyes, short wavy brown hair that
is loose, and tanned skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a convoluted gwererest shell in his
right hand.
He is wearing an Elven staff made of ebony and
topped with a midnight-blue crystal sphere, some night-black Elven combat
leathers, a crystal skull, a platinum engagement ring set with two emerald
dragons clutching a brilliant blue sapphire, a dark spidersilk sack, a night
black woven steelsilk satchel stitched with symmetrical patterns in fine
platinum thread, a thigh quiver, a silvery calf-hide moneybelt embroidered with
the crest of the Moon Mage Guild in gold thread, a sturdy tool case embroidered
with Xibar hovering over a shimmering sea, a platinum necklace formed of
interlocking seven-pointed stars, a dark wool cloak sewn with the crest of Izma
Ru'ef over the heart, a ebony longbow and a midnight black pack.
Fateweaver Seyjan Turquen of the Gypsies, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
He has one blue eye and one violet eye, short thick
blue-black hair that is tousled, and tanned skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a lumpy bundle, a crocodile-skin
pouch, some darkened blue chain gauntlets backed with bladed knuckles, some
darkened mail coated with a bluish patina covering each finely wrought link, a
cambrinth shadowling charm suspended from a black satin cord, a platinum and
onyx ring shaped like a panther playing with a cambrinth globe, a silk
midnight-blue gypsy bandana fashioned into a makeshift headband, a silver-edged
shield, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a spike-tipped steel guisarme, a cambrinth
armband with silver filigree tracery and cabochon gemstone moons, a cambrinth
telescope suspended from a flat gold chain, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a pair of
black boots with polished silver crescent moon buckles, a black satin pouch
trimmed with nightingale feathers and a silver star charm, a faded dark blue
cloth armband stitched with dancing figures, a gold and silver filigree locket,
a simple pewter charm bracelet, a very loose dark blue satin sash, an azure
belted leather baldric fitted with a burnished silver crescent moon buckle, a
sapphire and silver ring depicting a pair of Tokka cards, a glossy onyx wedding
band set with a gold lion sleeping in a silver crescent moon, a copper nightingale
trinket, a black and silver patch embroidered with the grinning head of a
panther, a carved onyx shadowling bauble, a sunstone panther bauble, a stylized
ivory Tokka card medallion overlain with a hematite web, a thick leather
rucksack with bronze clasps, a moonstone earring, a baggy dark blue silk shirt
patterned with black crescents and silver stars and some jet black leather
pants embroidered with the constellation of the Panther.
Monk Shantavi Leshath, a Prydaen Cleric. [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 wearing a studded leather collar, a twisted
cambrinth armband, a cambrinth albatross pendant suspended from a green satin
ribbon, a leather bag, a sturdy weapon harness, a cambrinth ring, a black opal
ring, a hammered copper tailband, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, some
high-heeled slouched leather boots, a simple claret silk shift and some white
silk stockings.
Empath Shaunn Vasparion of Elanthia, a Halfling. [back to Guest List]
He has crystal green eyes, short thick honey hair
that is loose, and tanned skin.
He is a tartsnatcher for a Halfling.
He has some light stubble on his face.
He has a tattoo of a dove skewered by a bolt of
lightning on his arm.
He has a bruised, swollen and bleeding right eye, a
bruised, swollen and bleeding left eye.
He is holding a polished black walnut psaltery in
his right hand.
He is wearing a polished black walnut pick, a silver
laminated bracer with a cambrinth cabochon set in its center, a black leather
bullwhip, a deep black eel-skin sling embossed with a Gnome and Halfling
battling a cougar, an ebony journey pack, some blued chain, an emerald and
xibaryl wristband, a black leather scroll case embossed with the symbol for
eternity, a brushed silver cloak pin inset with a twisted crystal cebi root, a
cambrinth ring, a blackened steel locket, a sweeping black velvet mantle
embroidered with an intricate web of jagged silver lightning, a tight black
high-necked sweater, some black steel-rimmed spectacles, a slender silver
eyebrow ring, a small case, a motley jester's tabard of faded green and gold
satin diamonds, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a smoky topaz Halfling bauble, a gold
ring bearing the crest of the Empath Guild, some snug black overalls with a
single fastened strap and a blue patch on the seat, a brilliant ruby red crest
feather, a medium case, an oval shield, a wooden albatross trinket and a mangy
umber foraging apron stitched with the words "Male Empaths: Elanthia's
true warriors!".
Huntress Shiffira Laspathian, a Human Ranger. [back to Guest List]
She has violet eyes, long straight brunette hair
that is loose, and tanned skin.
She is young for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a water sprite dancing around a
willow tree on her shoulder.
She has faint scuffing to the neck, tiny scratches
to the right arm, cuts and bruises about the left arm, an occasional twitching
in the left arm, severe scarring along the right leg, severe scarring along the
chest area, faint scuffing to the abdomen.
She is wearing a leather cowl, some reinforced hide
gloves, some sable leathers, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a canvas field kit, a
fragile black diamond rose, a sea bag, a waermodi gwethdesuan, some delicate
eagle-winged boots, an interlocking animite chain anklet with a myriad of tiny
night-black spinels, some dark suede hunting pants tied at the hip with a
twisted rawhide cord, a forest jade watered-silk pouch, a diminutive cambrinth
Ranger, a simple rawhide wristlet, a platinum ring with the crest of the
Ranger's guild set in black diamonds and jade, a platinum wedding ring swirled
with obsidian veins inset with a misty black diamond, a dark green bodice
embroidered along the edges with silver ivy leaves, a blackened steel silhouette-cut
pin of an oak tree, a dark suede hunting jacket stitched with spiraling ebony
vines, a silver ivy leaf pendant strung on a long silver chain, a beribboned
medal enameled with the proud crest of Zoluren, a hammered silver epaulet
chased with the crest of the Ranger's Guild, a delicate hooded cloak
embroidered with a forested glade in full moonlight, a slender dark leather
choker plated with a gold heart engraved with "L.W.", a white oak
Elothean competition-balanced longbow, a pair of silver ivy leaf earrings, a
silver earcuff engraved with ivy vines bearing deep emerald leaves, some dark
silver spectacles with moss-tinted lenses and a twisted silver barrette.
Starlighte Sylvansong of Therengia, an Elven Bard. [back to Guest List]
She has jade eyes, very long thick auburn hair that
is loose, and fair skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of an iridescent winged butterfly
on her face.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a silver-gilt great helm with
amethysts and topaz, a pair of silvery-white mesh gauntlets, some shimmering
silver-white form-fitting plate with a silver pentacle etched on a shapely
breastplate, a black velvet tabard with sparkling unicorns embroidered along
the hem, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a soft felt vanity case dyed with a myriad of
autumn hues, a pearl white arm pouch, a formal floor-length black silk tunic
embroidered with swirling silver stars, a misty white satin rosette, a gold
falcon clasp, a bright yellow satin rosette, a swan made out of shiny white
seashells, a scalloped golden chain bracelet with dangling golden bells, a hip
belt of delicate silver links dangling with tiny enameled blossoms in a rainbow
of colors, a shimmering multi-stranded gold hip chain, a deep red velvet garter
with iridescent sequins, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row
of jade glaysker flowers, a rose quartz star bauble, a carved blue agate
unicorn cameo brooch framed in gold, a spiraling crystal brooch, a sapphire
anklet, a marble eyeball amulet, a ruby unicorn bracelet, an amber phoenix
pendant, a snow white freesia with a sprig of soft green hyacinth bud, an
emerald lily pad pin, a golden frog pin, a golden frog pin, a bronze dragon
pin, a high-necked black silk tunic with silver piping, a cocoon woven from
shimmering pearlescent spiderweb strands, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a
black stylized dragon, a tiny gold Tart pin sparkling with ruby chips, a
darkened metal lockpick case, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a red sash, a pair of
onyx tadpole earrings, a lumpy frog skin pouch, a carved white pick, a silver
key with a spider-web design on the grip, some trailing creamy silk ribbons, a
sprig of mistletoe, a dark green leather thigh pouch branded with a stylized
dragon, a dark crimson garter accented with black beaded lace, a rich
dusky-brown bear hide quiver decorated with large black claws about the flap,
an ornately carved ruby necklace, a pair of high-heeled white leather boots
fastened with shimmering spidersilk laces, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a tall
pewter tankard, a dark blue tapestry cloak with a wide sable shawl collar, a
snake charm, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a curved drop-trigger crossbow and a black
spidersilk backpack.
Bard Taigue Ruarai, a Prydaen. [back to Guest List]
He has cat-slitted hazel eyes, a long thick golden
brown mane that is tied back, and sandy fur and brown stripes.
He is young for a Prydaen.
He has faint scuffing to the neck, faint scuffing to
the right arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, faint scuffing to the left
hand, minor swelling and bruising in the chest area, faint scuffing to the
abdomen, faint scuffing to the back.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a deep-blue leather drum pouch painted
with tiny singing wrens, some brushed silver spectacles with oval-shaped amber
lenses, a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps, some stark white weepers,
some soft tan leather boots, a thick leather thigh quiver stitched in twine
with crossed arrows, some tailored nut brown breeches with golden piping along
the seams, a brocade scroll pouch, a leather-cup shepherd's sling, a weathered
sheath inlaid with troll bone, a gauzy white cotton shirt intricately stitched
with nutmeg brown nightingales, a long leather coat marred by burns and badly
patched holes, an elegant tapestry case knotted with silken tassels, some
tanned leather saddle bags worked with the image of a horse in mid-gallop, a
carved wooden wren hanging from a soft leather cord and a wide-brimmed brown
hat.
Sympath Triesse Andaganon, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
She has grey eyes, long wavy honey hair that is tied
back, and copper skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has tiny scratches to the head, some tiny scars
across the right leg, some faint scars along the left leg, deep slashes across
the right hand, severe scarring and ugly gashes about the right hand, minor
scarring along the left hand, cuts and bruises about the chest area, severe
scarring and ugly gashes about the chest area, deeply scarred gashes across the
right eye, severe scarring across the left eye, faint scuffing to the skin.
She is wearing a crystal charm hung from a fine
silver chain, a cambrinth armband with silver filigree tracery and cabochon
gemstone moons, a heavy silver medallion surrounded by tiny sparkling rubies
suspended from a delicate chain, a delicate blown-glass ring inset with a
carved ruby phoenix of Murrula, a patchwork cloak of rainbow-colored silks with
gypsy knotwork embroidery, a spotted lavender orchid, a pair of emerald
earrings, some hammered gold toe bells, a gold heart-shaped amulet with a tiny
diamond in the center, a diminutive cambrinth Commoner, a soft rose tapestry
skirt trimmed with deeply knotted fringe, a silky white blouse, a gauzy silk
bodice adorned with a chain of silver bells, some polished leather traveler's
boots, a gold filigree charm bracelet, a diminutive cambrinth unicorn, a herb
pouch, a sturdy backpack, a lasmodi gwethdesuan and a white water lily.
Varala DelwenLa'Femme, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
She has crystal green eyes, short curly red hair
that is loose, and pale skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of a dragon made of blue ice
breathing white flames on her back.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a slender silver bracelet set with dark
red ruby teardrops, a supple forest green leather bodice trimmed with a small
dangling gold heart hanging from twisting golden ribbons, a leather ankle
sheath, a twisted cambrinth armband, a teardrop cambrinth pendant, an
onyx-inlaid light crossbow, a thigh quiver, a pair of polished black leather
knee boots, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a leather bag, a midnight black
harness, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a triskele medallion
and some full chain armor.
Tale Singer Whozyii Solitzu of Elanthia, a Human. [back to Guest List]
He has blue eyes, short fine golden brown hair that
is tousled, and tanned skin.
He is young for a Human.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing some sparkling white gauntlets
engraved with two playful dolphins, a bronze chain balaclava, a somber black
bow, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a deep ebony lockpick case
set with smooth onyx plates, a dangling onyx ox charm on a silver chain, a
roughly-braided leather armband, a medium shield, a tin guinea-pig trinket, a
blood red linen hip pouch woven in black with dancing barbarians, a jade green
thigh bag, a softly-draped mauve silk tunic, a clear blue albredine ring, a
braided lute-string ring, a carved phoenix-painted pick, a bronze dragon pin, a
snowbeast-pelt eyepatch, a gold short bow ear-stud, an all-purpose
leaf-patterned survival belt, a Bardic Spirit Knot kilt-brooch, a long mesh
weapon harness, a jade green journey pack and some gleaming chain.
Madrigal Xaphira Vonara of Zoluren, 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 holding an embossed ivory parchment
invitation in her right hand.
She is wearing a simple pewter charm bracelet, a
bronze medallion stamped with the image of a flying wren, an enameled silver
amulet, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern
Troupe, a glass phoenix trinket, a silverwillow wedding band, a carved pick, a
smooth black agate ring with two singing wrens carved into the band, a finely
crafted cerulean blue Bard's bag clasped with a tiny silver keg, a soft gold
suede garter with a ruby phoenix buckle, a black gem pouch, some Bardic Spirit
Knot earrings, a tiny wooden tree pin, a carved wooden wren hanging from a soft
leather cord, a sturdy black backpack, some chain, some jet black snakeskin
boots, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, an
onyx-inlaid light crossbow, a silvery snakeskin scabbard, a chain balaclava and
some mail gauntlets.
Yez Audru-Olkan, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
He has grey eyes, short fine blue-black hair that is
loose, and fair skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is clean shaven.
He has faint scuffing to 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 chest, cuts and bruises about the back.
He is wearing a feathered charm, a tarnished silver
ring inset with cambrinth skulls, a thick felt crimson djebba trimmed with
ebony silk figured braid, a blackened mesh robe, some black gauntlets, some
blackened chain shin-guards, a flat-black chain balaclava, an old backpack, a
tarnished silver ring inset with cambrinth skulls, a tarnished silver ring inset
with cambrinth skulls and a twisted cambrinth armband.
Ysselt Ja'Haadraan of Elanthia, an Elf. [back to Guest List]
She has jade eyes, very long thick blue-black hair
that is braided, and tanned skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a diamond and platinum locket, a
polished silver bracelet engraved with a blooming rose, a luminous dreamstone
suspended from a fine crystal chain, a silver-edged dark spidersilk pouch, a
black spidersilk backpack, simple copper silk shift, a black silk skirt, a
carved beryl shadowling bauble, an indigo linen alchemy bag clasped with a
silver nightingale, a jade green bag, some midnight black thigh-boots, some
iridescent spidersilk stockings, a composite bow, a midnight black case, a dark
plum quiver, a tiny crystal pin, a green velvet ribbon, some somber black
leathers, some somber black gauntlets, an ebon-hued mask, a lumpy bundle and a
lasmodi gwethdesuan.