Michie Heartsbreath, 1/18/2003, Daerlynn Concert Series, Arthe Hollow Inn

As transcribed by Mykk Dalys

It has been 371 years, 109 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 3rd month of Lirisa the Archer in the year of the Silver Unicorn.
It is currently spring and it is early morning.
You think it's somewhere about the Anlas of Peri'el's Watch.

It's raining heavily under a stormy sky.

[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 or glance out the window. A sign is posted prominently next to the archway. You also see a black-tailed rabbit who is sitting, a wooden menuboard, some wooden stairs, an open doorway, and a polished wooden bar.

Guest List

Michie Heartsbreath of Ilithi, a Human

Storyteller Amethias Gariothi, an Elf
Athiana Basarona of Zoluren, a Human
Auroralyn Tor'shin, a Halfling
Sympath Axiarra Avondaine of Therengia, a Human Empath (no description--sorry)
Azandra Nytmyzt of Elanthia, a Human
Brikmar Bor'Nor of Ilithi, an Elothean
Enforcer Cefwen Rolyry of Elanthia, a Halfling
Daerlynn Soulmyste-Falconsong of Elanthia, a Human Bard
Soothsayer Darchelo Divano, an Elothean Moon Mage
Dayzie Sparkal of Elanthia, a Halfling
Vagabond Derivan Hariar of Zoluren, a Human
Glymoryn Glasswater, an Elf
Guieru Rotia, a S'Kra Mur
Heston Falconsong, an Elothean
Journeywoman Hilary Stenche, an Elothean
Ironjonn SeaRaven, a Human
Page Jasentha Smytheson, a Kaldaran Paladin
Kaedan Nethral of Ilithi, a Prydaen Bard
Kariavau Dulkanov of Elanthia, a Kaldaran Paladin
Hunter Kasrendyr Windrustle of Therengia, a Human Ranger
Drifter Kasrinela, an Elf (missing description--sorry)
Magess Katrynya Kransdun, a Halfling Warrior Mage
Kelela FyreDance of Elanthia, a Prydaen
Kelendra Maylann, a Human (missing description--sorry)
Storyteller Khestryl Nesbitt, an Elven Bard
Dreamweaver Kithria Dustdanser, an Elf
Trailmaster Kyrrian Sarantin of Ilithi, an Elf
Elementress Lainy Tessets, a Human
Protector Mancunian, an Elf (missing description--sorry)
Master Empath Mingold Ravenflock of Therengia, a Halfling
Miriah Kinefleime of Zoluren, a Human
Footpad Mullenko Elneei of Ilithi, a Halfling
Mykk Dalys, a Halfling
Myrrus Latharkas, a Human Bard
Myrta (missing description--sorry)
Nimy De'Shing, a Kaldar
Niteshiver Vodou of Elanthia, a Human Bard
Parasarm Griffahad of Elanthia, a Gor'Tog Paladin
Squire Poetus Delago of Therengia, a Human Paladin
Troubadour Raziaar, a Human (missing description--sorry)
Rhorgul Clanshield of M'Riss, a Rakash
Herald Roboson Cateater, a Human
Elementress Rohnda Gaus, a Human Warrior Mage
Roxboro (missing description--sorry)
Saerha, a Human (missing description--sorry)
Sammanthya Skywulf, a Human
Enforcer Sarahfere Serventia of Zoluren, a Human
Mother Shenae Lilacae of Therengia, an Elven Cleric
Snooshie Nattypants, an Elf
Troubador Solondar Wolfstooth of Aesry Surlaenis'a, an Elf
Shadow Strider Acclaim of Elanthia, a Human
Novice Tacelyn Mereshade, an Elven Empath
Wayfarer Tammaril Rdyn of Zoluren, a Human Ranger
Trailmaster Tsarenzi Muinoskyl of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur Ranger
Tsaru Chovexani, an Elf
Useff Budna, an Elf
Friar Vladim Grekoyl of Zoluren, a Human
Savage Vrougelka Ek'Kor, a Dwarven Barbarian
Warrior Poet Xanzie Nikatime of Elanthia, an Elven Bard
Scout Yaleal Solla of Elanthia, a Kaldaran Ranger
Sir Zeroe Drakoni of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin
Tenderfoot Zethlare Entwish, a Human Ranger

Set List

"A Shortness of..."
"I Met My Beloved"
Wedding Story
After the Ball Was Over... Or the Dismantled Bride
"Do virgins taste better..."
"The dragon has a reply"
"...the greatest love..."
To Love a Barb
Are You Drinking With Me, Glythtide?

After-Party:

Zeroe: "My Ragran Song"
Kasrendry: The Most Daring Ranger Rescue
Niteshiver: "Love is like..."
Kelela: When You're Good To Me...
Kelela: Dance 1
Kelela: Dance 2

Concert

Daerlynn recites:

"Hello, everyone!"

Daerlynn recites:

"I want to thank you for coming.... to one of the longest running series in the realms!"

Daerlynn recites:

"As you can see, we are well supported by the wonderful Olvi population of Arthe Dale!"

Daerlynn recites:

"Tonight Arthe Dale is proud to present the ....hmmm.. how should I say?.... the 'bawdy stylings' of a wonderful bard...!"

Daerlynn winks at Michie.
Shenae grins at Daerlynn.
Michie giggles.
Poetus says, "Oh..."
Kasrinela takes a sip of her beer.
Myrta gazes at Michie.
Raziaar lets out a hearty cheer for Michie!
Shenae asks, "Bawdy....my daughter?"
Michie looks at Shenae and blushes.
Nimy cheerfully exclaims, "A wonderful bardess!"
Katrynya giggles.
Shenae raises an eyebrow in Michie's direction.
Shenae giggles.
Xanzie lets out a hearty cheer for Michie!
Kyrrian hums cheerfully to himself.
Myrta chuckles.
Raziaar exclaims, "Michie is great!"
Michie blushes furiously!

Daerlynn recites:

"One I am proud to know.. .."

Daerlynn recites:

"Let's hear it for.... "

Daerlynn yells, "MICHIE!"

 

Michie pants.
Michie clears her throat.

Michie smiles softly as she hushes the crowd for her performance to begin. She reaches into her haversack and pulls out her handkerchief and wipes the persperation from her hands and you realise how nervous she is. She puts the beautiful, but crumpled pink silk handkerchief back in her pack.

Michie inhales a great swallow of air.
Michie slowly empties her lungs.
Michie pulls the cords on her corset... and pulls... and pulls... finally getting that perfect fit!

Michie happily says, "Hi, I'm Michie Heartsbreath, the Bawdy Bardess, and I came to share a tale with ye this evenin, and regale ye with a few songs. "

Michie does a happy little dance!

Michie excitedly says, " I'm really here, aren't I?" Michie looks at all the faces in the crowd, recognizes many of them and continues in a more sober tone "I am going to share with you, tonight, my history and the history of a wonderful romance I found here in Elanthia. My life as a youngin was idyllic. Mom was an awesome Barbarian and me Dad was the quintessential Ranger. My Mom and Dad went out hunting one day and nae returned, until nae long ago. Me Papa, hae jes been found recently" Michie scans the crowd for her dad. "He a very busy man, or perhaps he got losted once again." she giggles and continues "If ye see Lethvo, give he a tickle for me!" "

(Michie leans over and whispers conspiratorily "But I've recently been adopted by the most gracious and wonderous of women, Mother Shenae. And when he gets off he duff, my almost-Daddy will be Kasrendyr, the famous losted Ranger. And in addition to that, I been adopted by the Marvelous Melissande as a sister, aren't I the lucky one?" She winks at you in delight, gazes at some of her family members who are attending and grins.)

Michie grins, revealing her dimples.

Michie smiles sadly and says quietly "When Mom and Dad dinnae return from the hunt, I had te scramble te provide for all the siblings they had adopted. I joined the Bard guild, this allowed me te remain at home and care for them until they all left to pursue their own interests. We had a small house upon a hill in Riverhaven. I was raised there. I've had some interesting experiences in dating as you will see..



Michie says, "This is a song about A Shortness of.... well.. I'll let you make up your own minds."

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "On Monday night he came to my door, a-makin such a din,
     "Get up, get up my darlin' girl, and let your lover come in!"
     So I went down and let him in and on me he did fall,
     It was five o'clock in the mornin' before we got any sleep at all. "

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "On Tuesday night he came to my door, the joys of love to tend,
     "Get up, get up, my darlin' girl, before I go round the bend!"
     So I went down and let him in and in my arms he lay,
     It was four o'clock in the mornin' before he finally went away."

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "On Wednesday night he came to my door, a little late in time,
     "I'm sorry I'm late my darlin' girl, the hill's so hard to climb!"
     He wasn't long within my arms before he let me be,
     And he was out the door and down the road before the stroke of three."

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "On Thursday night he came to my door, so weary and so slow,
     "Give us a drink my darlin' girl , then off to work we'll go!"
     He tried and tried the whole night long, I had to help him through,
     And I heard him sigh as he rose to go, "It's only after two.""

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "On Friday night he came to my door, a-shakin' in everylimb,
     "Get up, get up my darlin' girl, come down and carry me in!"
     So I went down and carried him in, and gently laid him down,
     But scarcely could his spirits rise to meet the stroke of one."

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "On Saturday night he came to my door, he came on his hands and knees,
     "Don't get up my darlin' girl, stay in and let me be!"
     But I went down and dragged him in, and he fell down in a swoon,
     And tho' oft I tried to raise him up, he slept 'till Sunday noon."

Michie chuckles.
Michie quietly says, "He dinnae last long."
Michie clears her throat.



Michie says, "When the house was finally cleared of youngins .. I started spending more and more time in the bard guild in Riverhaven."

Michie longingly says, "It was at the bard guild I met my Beloved Sharuul. He was a quiet shadow in the corner of the Bard's guild, always polite but terribly reserved. He piqued me interest, one might say. I was still terribly young, but I set me cap towards that Wonderous Warmage, and tenight I come te tell ye of Love in Elanthia, both in story and song. ""

(Michie smiles softly as she gazes into the distance, a look of joy upon her face. "It took me more than a month to get he to notice me as anything other than another youngster for he te teach. But notice he did. I was an outrageous flirt.. " She shakes her head and giggles, saying softly "nothing like I am now, of course!" )

Michie throws her head back and howls!
Michie bounces around happily.

(Michie grins and says joyously "He finally asked the question! Of course there was no papa around to ask it of, so he asked me. I tried to play hard to get, I truly did!" Looking closely, you notice Michie's fingers crossed behind her back. "Of course the answer was a resounding yes. " Michie beams with pride and gazes at her wedding band. "We had discussed long engagements and felt that if things were right, the time it took wouldn't matter. Little did I know he meant YEARS! You see.. we met during the Gorbesh war.. became engaged the year after.. an dinnae get married until the Theren fest! Anyway, I'm ahead of myself, this was the engagement present I wrote for Sharuul")

Michie lovingly sings in an alto voice:

    "I met me Beloved on a warm soft night
      Although I dinnae recognize, the Gods were right.
      They brought me here, seduced me here, and made me see
      The man they chose, the man I found, was right for me.
      He brings such joy I dinnae know that there could be
      A man so right, so perfect, Shar's the man for me."

Michie lovingly sings in an alto voice:

    "He's a tall and wonderous man, a glory to behold,
      The rough and hard exterior hides a heart of gold.
      He's bright and warm and witty, I'm sure ye will agree.
      A gentleman unless he's crossed, Shar's the man for me.
      He brings such joy, I dinnae know that there could be
      A man so right, so perfect, Shar's the man for me."

Michie lovingly sings in an alto voice:

    "He can give me gems and jewels but none will be
      As urgently exciting as his love to me,
      He brings such joy, I dinnae know that there could be
      A man so right, so perfect, Shar's the man for me."

Michie grins, revealing her dimples. 
Michie quietly exclaims, "He liked it!" 
Michie chuckles.



(Michie looks serene as she finishes her song. She notices you looking at her and blushes. "Well anyway, I begged and pleaded for him to finally make me his wife. To no avail. He is a very strong man, both in body and mind. He made up his mind to wait until the time was right.. and by golly.. we waited!. His daughter Roxiee got married, presented us with .. can you believe it.. Thirteen, yes Thirteen grandchildren.. and I waited. Roxiee and her husband unbonded.. I waited.")

Michie taps her foot impatiently.

(Michie smiles broadly and says "One day, while visiting the Theren Fest, my eye was caught by those cute wedding toe bands. The ones with the amethyst flowers and jade leaves. Oh they were so precious! " Her eyes glaze for a moment and she mutters "My precious.." Shaking herself she continues, laughing, "I showed them to Sharuul, and that seemed to turn the tide! We threw a wedding together in just Two Days! Can you believe it? I wait 3 years for the man, and he wants to get married in TWO days!")

Michie flails her arms about.

Michie mischievously says, " We lined up Bartree and Dianalanthalasa as co-clerics, and then we rehearsed and rehearsed.. this wasn't your ordinary wedding, folks. No no no.. We gwethed our announcement. We sent pigeons. We had scribes with bloody fingers sending missives. We even invited the Baron of Theren! Gurt was Best Man, and Larisah was me maid of honor. Fandella sang for us while we scrambled to get last minute things done. Every one wondered why we had the chairs set up in the middle of a field. And what were those funny lines drawn everywhere! "

Michie giggles a little oddly.

Michie teasingly exclaims, " Little did they know. Sharuul arrived first, doing a two and a half gainer with a twist, landing like a cat at Bartree's feet. You see... we had Gurt throw us into the wedding site with the catapult. " Michie stops a moment, chuckling to herself. "It took us a full andu of practice to know where to set up the wedding site. We lightened up and held other items to get our weight jes right so we'd both land in the same place. Gurt practiced fourteen cranks on the catapult and then the release. We finally both landed in the same area.. and we were set to go!"

Michie giggles.

Michie playfully says, " You know, I knew there was a reason I wasn't supposed to get rid of the boxies in me pack. " Michie blushes guiltily and murmurs "I forgot in all the excitement. As the wedding party was sitting quietly and awaiting the bride, Kapi looked up and pointed to a speck in the sky howling "there she goes!" . Gurt ran into the room, spat out "I flunged her too far!" and took off running. ""

(Michie bends over laughing and stands back up, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Gurt drug me back to the catapult, threw me in head first. I barely hae time to right myself before he flunged me again! Bartree looked just stunned when he sees me come flying in, I did an awkward somersault and landed on me arse at Sharuul's feet. The wedding had begun! ")

Michie giggles.

Michie happily says, "The ceremony itself was beautiful, Bartree waxed eloquent as he spoke vows. Sharuul and I said vows to each other, and although I still remember mine, it would be too serious a note for such a fun evening. Fandella sang a beautiful song, joined by all of my wonderful bardic friends. The Baron did not come, but sent an emessary in his place. There was laughter and music, butterflies that came in and blessed our wedding, landing on shoulders and one tapping at me nose. Suffice to say, it was absolutely wonderful until ... "

Michie says, "The bride and groom started to disrobe... yep.. right there at the wedding!""

Michie grins like an idiot.

Michie exclaims, "We couldn't get our wedding toe bands on.. wasn't until a member of the audience whispered to us "remove yer damn boots" that we could wear them.. by then we were both naked as jaybirds. I remember the cheers when he finally kissed his bride." Michie's eyes glaze over, obviously lost in the moment. "then the party began!"

Michie cackles!

Michie mischievously says, " We moved the whole group to the Dunk Tanks in the games part of the fest and the bride and groom got upon the dunk tank board. Let me tell you.. people made several trips to the bank that day to dunk the bride and groom! I think every grudge ever held against us was assuaged in the dunk tank! As a finale to the wedding party, Gurt had saved a special treasure box. He deliberately set it off. Now many of you will remember when the critters had their boxes trapped with laughing gas? Everybody at the wedding was foraging up pieces of moss and wearing them, pulling each others fingers, and much talk of chickens crossing roads.""

Michie says, "After that, Sharuul won a beautiful platinum pendant with a blood red diamond in the middle at Terauld's auction. I couldn't afford anything there so I went to the common auction. All I remember " she glances at you and mutters something about dwarven ale " is that somebody won a wooden duck that had fleas. They were playing with it as I hid on the grounds of the fest after Shar went home. The funny wooden duck carries fleas, yes fleas!"

(Michie chuckle and continues Did I mention the fleas can be released.. and apparantly were. Let me explain, those fleas suck the vitality from ye body quite nicely. The fleas found me, and I woke up dead in the morn laying in a heap of leftover grass from the camels. The real twist to the story is .. after I was resurrected " she winks and whispers "yes, resurrection really DID exist" then continues " I was still hungover and alone in an abandoned field ! So much for Now there's a wedding to remember, folks. Now I'd like to share a few of my favorite songs, all sung at me wedding.)

Michie giggles.



Michie says, "This is "After the Ball was Over... or the Dismantled Bride" author unknown"

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "After the ball was over
     The bride took out her glass eye.
     Stood her false leg in the corner,
     Corked up her bottle of dye.
     Put her false teeth in the tumbler,
     Hung her false hair on the wall.
     All the rest went to the bye-bye,
     After the ball."

Michie says, "Was a gift from a .. uhm.. friend."



Michie says, "I heard this song from Andante who heard it from Malorie, who heard it from Darkel, who said it was first sung by R. Farran, a great bard.""

Michie innocently sings in an alto voice:

    "A dragon has come to our village today.
      We've asked him to leave, but he won't go away.
      Now he's talked to our king and they worked out a deal:
      No homes will he burn and no crops will he steal.""

Michie darkly sings in an alto voice:

    "There is but one catch, we dislike it a bunch--
      Twice a year he invites him a virgin to lunch.
       Well, we've no other choice, so the deal we'll respect,
       But we can't help but wonder and pause to reflect...""

Michie giggles.

Michie wryly sings in an alto voice:

    "Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
      Are they salty, or sweeter, more juicy or what?
      Do you savor them slowly? Gulp them down on the spot?
      Do virgins taste better than those who are not?""

(Michie holds up her hands questioningly)

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "We'd like to be shed you, and many have tried,
      But no one can get through your thick scaly hide.
      We hope that some day, some brave knight will come by,
      'Cause we can't wait around 'til you're too fat to fly.""

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "You have such good taste in your women for sure,
      They always are pretty, they always are pure,
      But your notion of dining, it makes us all flinch,
      For your favorite entree is barbecued wench.""

Michie wryly sings in an alto voice:

    "Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
      Are they salty, or sweeter, more juicy or what?
      Do you savor them slowly? Gulp them down on the spot?
      Do virgins taste better than those who are not?""

Michie coyly sings in an alto voice:

    "Now we've found a solution, it works out so neat,
      If you insist on nothing but virgins to eat,
      No more will our number ever grow small,
      We'll simply make sure there's no virgins at all!"""

Michie wryly sings in an alto voice:

    "Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
      Are they salty, or sweeter, more juicy or what?
      Do you savor them slowly? Gulp them down on the spot?
      Do virgins taste better than those who are not?""

Michie curtsies.



Michie quietly exclaims, "I've sung that for years.. only recently did I learn.. the Dragon has a reply !!"

Michie firmly sings in an alto voice:

    " Now, I am a dragon. Please listen to me.
     For I'm misunderstood to a dreadful degree.
     This ecology needs me and I know my place.
     But I'm fighting extinction with all of my race."

Michie sternly sings in an alto voice:

    "Well, I came to this village to better my health
     Which is ever so poor, despite all my wealth.
     But I get no assistance and no sympathy,
     Just impertinent questioning shouted at me."

Michie cheerfully sings in an alto voice:

    "Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not.
     But my favorite snack mixed with peril is fraught.
     For my teeth will decay and my trim go to pot.
     Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not."

Michie patiently sings in an alto voice:

    "Well, I'm really quite kind almost all through the year.
     Vegetarian ways are now mine out of fear.
     But a birthday needs sweets as I'm sure you'll agree.
     And barbecued wench tastes like candy to me"

Michie cheerfully sings in an alto voice:

    "Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not.
     But my favorite snack mixed with peril is fraught.
     For my teeth will decay and my trim go to pot.
     Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not."

Michie calmly sings in an alto voice:

    "As it happens our interests are almost the same.
     You see I'm really quite skillful at managing game.
     If I ate just your men, would your excess decline?
     Of course not, the rest would just make better time."

Michie smugly sings in an alto voice:

    "Now, the number of babies a woman can bare
     Has limits. That's why my prunings done there.
     And an orphan's a sad sight and so when I munch.
     I'm careful to eat only virgins for lunch"

Michie cheerfully sings in an alto voice:

    "Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not.
     But my favorite snack mixed with peril is fraught.
     For my teeth will decay and my trim go to pot.
     Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not."

Michie curtsies.



Michie says, "This one is original as well"

Michie lovingly sings in an alto voice:

    "'The wonderful love of a beautiful maid
      And the love of a staunch true man
      And the love of a baby unafraid
      Have existed since life began."

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "'But the greatest love, the love of love
      Even greater than that of a mother
      Is the tender, passionate, infinite love
      Of one drunken Bard for another!"

Michie exclaims, "Cheers!"
Michie guzzles down some of her ale and then smacks her lips and wipes them with her sleeve.
Michie giggles.



Michie says, "quietly I would now like to sing "To love a Barb" an original composition by Caitlinn De'Vieux."
Michie curtsies.

Michie quietly sings in an alto voice:

    "To love a Barb is quite a feat
      As you will all soon see....
      I brave those Trolls who stomp my feet
      My smile brave for all near me....!"

Michie sadly sings in an alto voice:

    "From town to town we travel far
      My warrior love and me
      His hand clenched firmly in my hair
      To quell my urge to flee"

Michie grumpily sings in an alto voice:

    "I asked him for some time alone
     His grunt I thought agreed
      Next thing I knew we WERE alone
      Him, the Gargs and me!"

Michie giggles.
Michie begins an eerie, warbling wail of despair.

Michie sadly sings in an alto voice:

    "To love a Barb is quite a feat
      As I attest you see
      His lust is war, not sweet amour
      Despite this bardess' pleas..."

Michie happily sings in an alto voice:

    "One last chance I had for love
      Sizing up my foe
      I grasped my mace in my small hand
      Advanced him to melee"

Michie lovingly sings in an alto voice:

    "My mace did smack him on the head
      A vicious stun from me
      I grabbed him proudly round the wrist
      then dragged him home with me."

Michie smugly sings in an alto voice:

    "My barb and I see eye to eye
      My mace held close to me
      His heart enthralled with his little Bard
      For stars is all he sees!"

Michie curtsies. 
Michie curtsies.
Michie giggles.



Michie says, "I'd like to sing "Are You Drinking with Me, Glythtide" author unknown"

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "Do you nestle by my barstool
     Makin' me so calm within
     Have you touched me with your warmness
     Or have I touched myself with gin? "

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "Are you drinkin' with me Glythtide
     I can't see you very clear
     If you're drinkin' with me Glythtide
     Won't you buy a friend a beer?"

Michie hiccups.

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "If you're omnipresent, Glythtide
     You don't have to use the gwethphone
     If you're always by my side, Glythtide
     You need never drink alone."

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "Do you teeter with me, Glythtide
     On my way home so forlorn
     If you think that you feel bad now
     Wait until tomorrow morn. "

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "Does your head pound with the masses
     As hungover you do rise
     What does heaven look like, Glythtide
     Seen through holy bloodshot eyes."

Michie sings in an alto voice:

    "Are you drinkin' with me Glythtide
     I can't see you very clear
     If you're drinkin' with me Glythtide
     Won't you buy a friend a beer?"

Michie says, "Thas all I hae prepared for tonight. If anybody would like to join in and share songs, please do. Odd, how that took over an hour in practice. "
Michie laughs!

Michie exclaims, "And for your edification.. the wedding actually happened, exactly like that.. Ask Useff, he was there!"

Michie says, "Thank ye all fer comin."

Daerlynn recites:

"Let's all hear it once more for MICHIE!"



Zeroe asks, "i can sing my Ragran song now?"
Zeroe smiles.
Michie nods to Zeroe.
Zeroe beams!
Zeroe puts his bones in his thigh pouch.
Zeroe stands up.

Zeroe says, "it's a short little song about bards i found quite amusing"

Zeroe sings:

    "A Bard! A Bard! I am a Bard
      I sing, I dance, I don't work hard!
      I sit upon my arse of lard
      Please all the girls from here to Shard!
      And if you like this song I offer
      Please look into your kindly coffer
      And dig out a big fat tip
      Or I KILL YOU I KILL YOU I KILL YOU!"

Zeroe says, "thats Ragran for ya"
Zeroe says, "he's known for that kind of stuff"
Zeroe grins.
Zeroe takes a seat.
Zeroe says, "not exactly his best but"
Kasrendyr asks, "But can he carry a tune?"
Zeroe says, "i don't know"
Zeroe ponders.
Zeroe says, "i dont' think so"
Poetus says to Zeroe, "We paladins can't get away with that.."
Strider says, "That's the best song I've ever heard"



(Kasrendyr hops up onto the stage and takes a deep breath.)
Shenae smiles at Kasrendyr.

Kasrendyr says, "I will now recite a tale of my own crafting, entitled 'The Most Daring Ranger Rescue'."

Kasrendyr recites:

    "During my years I've wandered the lands, from Theren down to Shard,
     I've always felt the whole of the land, to be my own backyard.
     I've had many a daring escapade, upon the land and sea,
     But on my greatest misadventure, my lady had to rescue me!"

Kasrendyr recites:

    "We'd spent many a night under the stars, til she did beg and plead,
     'Oh please my love, a bath and bed, these are the things I need!'
     I assented to her wishes, to the city our path did wend,
     At an enormous building, which she told me was an Inn."

Kasrendyr recites:

    "There were so many hallways, passages, stairs, and floors,
     My head got muddled as I tried, to keep count of all the doors.
     Til at last she found our room, and told me it was the best,
     And there locked in our quarters, we quickly got undressed."

Kasrendyr gazes longingly at Shenae.
Shenae says, "To sleep......"
Shenae blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.

Kasrendyr recites:

    "We spent the night on a feather bed, the mattress full of down,
     I must confess I much prefer, the safety of the ground.
     When the sun arose that day, and I then awoke,
     My lady was gone, the bed still warm, beside me was a note."

Kasrendyr recites:

    ""My love I've gone for breakfast, I will return real soon,
     Just make yourself comfortable, and stay there in our room.'
     And I did pace and climb the walls, by all this comfort not beguiled,
     For I was born a Ranger, and meant to be in the wild."

Kasrendyr paces back and forth like a trapped animal.

Kasrendyr recites:

    "So I crept into the hallway, seeking the way out,
     That it would be a challenge, I didn't have a doubt.
     There were so many hallways, passages, stairs, and floors,
     I chose a path at random, and opened one of the doors."

Shenae asks, "Men...they never listen, do they?"
Shenae rolls her eyes.
Shenae grins at Kasrendyr.

Kasrendyr recites:

    "Within the room, what I beheld, sent shivers down my spine,
     Though to all appearances, the occupants were having a grand time.
     Now I'm a worldly man, or at least that's what I'd like to be,
     But two Gor-Tog's in leather, is just not my cup of tea!"

Kasrendyr shivers.

Kasrendyr recites:

    "The next door that I opened, I grew more shocked for sure,
     There were six naked Halflings, jello-wrestling on the floor.
     I stammered an apology, I had not meant to intrude,
     But they would punish me they said, for I had spoiled the mood!"

Kasrendyr cringes.
Mykk ponders.
Shenae giggles.
Shenae says, "Don't offend the natives of this town, love."
Shenae winks at Kasrendyr.

Kasrendyr recites:

    "I fled down the hall, with the wrestlers in pursuit,
     They gained on me when I stopped, to shake one from my boot.
     We made quite a mess I fear, green gelatin everywhere,
     But they lost me when I hid, atop the chandelier."

Mykk chuckles.
Michie cackles!
Katrynya ponders jello-wrestling
Katrynya blinks.
Shenae grins at Katrynya.

Kasrendyr recites:

    "Ducking into another room, to avoid the Halfling posse,
     I found a Moon Mage sitting, his eyes vacant and glossy.
     I spoke to him and waved my hands, but he did not seem to see,
     The Inn had left him soulless, and it would do the same to me!"

Kasrendyr recites:

    "One more time in desperation, I chose a door and entered,
     Around a table sat four men, on cards their attention centered.
     They looked up at me together, menace on their faces,
     And all lifted their crossbows, and aimed them 'certain' places!"

Kasrendyr recites:

    "Once again I fled, these rogues in pursuit,
     And ran into the Halflings, how grim my situation looked.
     Only one way was open to me, I plunged through the door,
     And found myself back in the room, where I'd stayed the night before."

Kasrendyr lets out a long sigh of relief.

Kasrendyr recites:

    "My lady had not returned, but I was not alone,
     Two young and saucy chambermaids, grabbed me and threw me prone!
     I struggled and protested, 'Wait! This is not right!',
     As they pulled off my clothing, and tied me down real tight!"

Shenae glances at Kasrendyr.
Shenae growls low in the back of her throat.
Kasrendyr flails his arms about.

Kasrendyr recites:

    "Lying bound and helpless, my lady finds me in this scene,
     A vixen to each side, and me caught in between!
     Well she threw down the breakfast tray, and oh was there a fight,
     I thought she'd spent her strength with me, all throughout the night!"

Shenae gasps!
Shenae blushes furiously!
Shenae exclaims, "We were just sleeping!"
Shenae flails her arms about.
Katrynya giggles.
Katrynya says, "Uh huh..."

Kasrendyr recites:

    "When it was over my lady, she dragged me from the Inn,
     Stating loud and clearly, I'd best learn to not do THAT again!
     I pleaded and I groveled, 'Scrape the flesh from my hide,
     But by the mercy of the gods, please let me stay outside!'"

Katrynya winks at Shenae.
Shenae looks at Katrynya and blushes.
Shenae lets out a hearty cheer for Kasrendyr!
Shenae just tried to yank Kasrendyr towards her!
Kasrendyr bows.
Shenae just kissed Kasrendyr.
Kasrendyr brushes his lips against Shenae's in a loving kiss.
Niteshiver applauds.
Katrynya looks at Kasrendyr and applauds!
Kasrendyr smiles.
Mykk applauds.
Katrynya says, ""Wonderful tale.."
(Kasrendyr hops down off the stage and rejoins his beloved.)
Kasrendyr stands near Shenae.
Mykk lets out a hearty cheer for Kasrendyr!
Kasrendyr runs his fingers through Shenae's hair.
Shenae just tickled Kasrendyr, who laughs and returns the favor.
Kasrendyr smiles.
Mykk says, "That was fun."
Mykk grins.
Shenae says, "If only they knew how true some of that is."
Shenae winks at Kasrendyr.



Niteshiver says, "this song is new....."
Niteshiver says, "very new"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "Dusk brings a perfume that's familiar to me
      A memory of laughter that filters through the trees
      My skin remembers your skin and your readiness to please"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "I set amber scented candles by the bed
       I lay out silken pillows to cradle thy head
      Oils for thy body cause thy dreams to be fed"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "Love is like a ceremony
      In the Temple of the Night
       Our bed becomes an altar
      in flickering candle light"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "Before i even touch you, you bathe in a cobalt pool
      The only law we seem to have is that there are no rules
      such a lovely effect on you when the breeze is slightly cool"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "I'm truly drunk on ambience
      Your breath is such sweet incense
      The heat in here is so intense
      I want you now with no pretence"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "You laugh and say you'll make me wait
      to make me crazy, tease my fate
      you feed my sizzling desire
      the way a huntress feeds a fire"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "Love is like a ceremony
      In the Temple of the Night
       Our bed becomes an altar
      in flickering candle light"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "My fingers dance across the frets
       of an instrument made of flesh
       You accompany me in the same key
      dancing the moon's hot sensuality"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "And when we arrive at the wave-tossed shore
      washed exhausted and wet and hungry for more
      I'll feed you rare nectars and we'll love till dawn
      weeping at the cruelty of putting clothes on"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "My lady, my dignity
      my wanton companion
      The day's too long
      till I see thee again
      The mountains are sunstruck
      and filled with birdsong
      But this beautiful day
      is evil and too long"

Niteshiver sings in a bass voice:

    "Love is like a ceremony
      In the Temple of the Night
       Our bed becomes an altar
      in flickering candle light"

Niteshiver bows.



Kelela says, "ok..."
Kelela says, "haven't had time to do anything BUT make the song"
Kelela grins.
Kelela says, "and technically haven't really gone over it that much"
Kelela says, "so feel free to share opinions and any mistakes..."
Kelela playfully tilts her ears in opposite directions.
Kelela says, "This is, "When you're good to me..." unless it gets changed to something else"

Kelela sings:

    "Got a little rule of thumb
     Always sees me through
     When you're good to me
     I'll be good to you."

Kelela sweetly sings:

    "I can be a true friend
     Loyal, sweet and blue
     You do something for me
     I'l be friendly with you"

Kelela snickers.

Kelela sings:

    "Now, little birdie told me
     You're lookin for something taboo
     You bend the rules for me some
     I'll bend my rules for you"

Kelela winks and flashes a sly grin.

Kelela coyly sings:

    "They say that life is tit for tat
     And that's my worldly view
     So, I deserve a lot of tat
     For what I can give you"

Kelela sings:

    "If you want my gravy
     Pepper my beef stew
     Spice it up for me
     I'll get hot for you"

Kelela hums to herself.

Kelela ponders if she mentioned this was an adaptation....

Kelela sings teasingly:

    "Now if you see something you like
     And you take a shining too
     You rub some elbows for me
     And I'll rub something for you"

Kelela covers her eyes with her hand.

Kelela sings:

    "The proof is in the pudding
     Ain't nothing to misconstrue
     You do something for me now
     And I'll share my pudding with you"

Kelela grins impishly.

Kelela mischievously sings:

    "Lets all work together
     Like a good ship crew
     Cept if you try to work me
     I'll really be workin you"

Kelela sings:

    "And if things take a bad turn
     And you decide to say adieu
     Remember the favors are done
     When I say g'bye to you"

Kelela smugly sings:

    "So now you know the story
     And this is what is true
     When you're good to me
     I'LL be good to you"

Lashes lowered modestly, Kelela gives a flirtatious smile as she sinks into a graceful curtsy.

 

Michie says, "hey Kels.. "
Michie asks, "Have any dances you can do for us?"
Michie gently kisses Kelela on the cheek.
Shenae says, "Oh, yes."
Kelela casually observes the area.
Shenae beams at Kelela!
Kelela says, "mmm...now that's a good question"
Shenae asks, "Dance for us please?"
Mykk ponders.
Kelela asks, "we talking ones that won't get my arse pulled upstairs?"
Shenae laughs!
Michie nods to Kelela.
Kasrendyr gulps.
Mykk laughs!
Katrynya chuckles.
Kelela says, "lemme see what I can do"
Michie says, "I'm hopin you have one you can do.."
Michie hums to herself.
Shenae says, "Unless we all get pulled up to see the finish."
Shenae winks at Kelela.
Mykk says, "Nooo, that's usually EXACTLY the ones we're looking for."
Shenae grins at Mykk.
Kelela says to Michie, "I literally have ONE of those...."
Katrynya grins at Shenae.
Mykk says, "Come on, you know this."
Michie says, "She is absolutly awesome.. "
Michie grins at Kelela, her dimples flashing into view.
Shenae ponders if Kelela does private parties.
Shenae hums to herself.
Kelela winks and flashes Shenae a sly grin.
Kelela says, "that'd be telling"
Katrynya grins.
Shenae grins at Kelela.
Shenae hums to herself.
Shenae says, "And there is my answer."
Kelela stretches.
Shenae lets out a deep sigh of contentment.
Kelela says, "blah.....I hate dancing without the costume"
Kasrendyr ponders needing some dancing for the upcoming wedding.
Michie grins at Kelela, her dimples flashing into view.
Kelela grins at Kasrendyr.
Kelela asks, "bachelor party?"
Kelela perks up her ears, glancing around alertly.
Michie asks, "Dinnae ye jes hae dance class?"
Shenae says, "Well, you can dance nekked."
Shenae nods to Kelela.
Kelela nods to Michie.
Shenae hums to herself.
Kasrendyr blinks.
Kelela laughs!
Kasrendyr exclaims, "Now theres an idea!"
Kelela slings a bloodwood sniper's crossbow with a darkened steel tiller off from over her shoulder.
Katrynya grins.
Shenae grins at Kasrendyr.
Shenae lets out a hearty cheer for Kelela!
Kelela puts her crossbow in her black haversack.
Kelela puts her bolt in her black haversack.
Kelela removes a frayed noose from her neck.
Kelela puts her noose in her black haversack.
Kelela works her way out of some supple hunting leathers.
Kelela puts her leathers in her black haversack.
Kelela grins at Shenae.
Kelela says, "just the stuff I hate"
Shenae grins at Kelela.
Kelela removes a hooded shadow black cloak clasped at the neck with a small diamond dagger from her shoulders.
Kelela puts her cloak in her black haversack.
Kelela gets a green and gold brocade sack from inside her black haversack.
Kelela rummages through a green and gold brocade sack but it's clear she hasn't a clue if what she is looking for is there.
Kelela gets an orange silk scarf from inside her small sack.
Shenae says, "Any young children...time for bed...."
Kelela puts on an orange silk scarf.
Shenae hums to herself.
Kelela gets a yellow silk scarf from inside her small sack.
Kelela puts on a yellow silk scarf.
Kelela gets a white silk scarf from inside her small sack.
Kelela puts on a white silk scarf.
Michie joins Kelela's group.
Kelela gets a frayed noose from inside her black haversack.
Kelela puts her sack in her black haversack.
Kelela waves a frayed noose at Michie.
Katrynya grins.
Kelela ponders.
Mykk says, "They left hours ago."
Shenae grins at Mykk.
Kelela's frayed noose exclaims, "They thought I was a noose, but I'm a frayed knot!"
Kelela laughs!
Katrynya says, "Hours and hours..."
Mykk says, "And most know better by now anyway."
Kelela falls to the ground laughing hysterically!
Katrynya nods.
Mykk chuckles.
Kelela says, "oh god"
Shenae smiles as she checks Mykk's age but lets him stay anyway.
Michie cackles!
Shenae winces.
Shenae just tickled Kelela, making her laugh.
Mykk chuckles.
Kelela ponders.
Kelela says, "damn...Mouse stole meh tambourine"
Kelela puts her noose in her black haversack.
Katrynya giggles.
Kelela leaps to her feet!
Kelela says, "ok..."
Kelela says, "I'm just going to pretend I have EVERYTHING in this blasted dance with me"
Kelela nods.
Kelela grins at Michie.
Shenae says, "We'll pretend with you."
Shenae nods to Kelela.
Katrynya grins.
Michie nods to Shenae.
Mykk nods.
Kelela grins at Shenae.
Katrynya says, "Have a real good imagination Kels.."
Shenae ponders if Kelela really thinks we're gonna be looking at props during this.
Kelela says, "mmm....that is always good"
Katrynya grins.
Shenae scoffs.
Kelela laughs!
Kelela grins at Shenae.
Shenae grins at Kelela.
Kelela exclaims, "hey! this is my good dance it's my, "I'm not gonna get a warning go me!" dance!"
Michie giggles.
Kelela preens. Someone's pleased with herself!
Michie exclaims, "I wub my mommee!"
Kelela says, "and I haven't done it in uh..."
Shenae says, "We'll see about that."
Kelela ponders.
Shenae winks at Kelela.
Katrynya chuckles.
Shenae just tried to yank Michie towards her!
Shenae gives Michie a smooch.
Kelela asks Niteshiver, "you know when that concert thingie those people in haven did with the trader thingie was?"
Niteshiver says, "no"
Kelela ponders how many thingies can ya stick in a sentence before there's to many thingies....
Kelela says, "and that said...blah moving on"
Kelela grins.
Katrynya chuckles to herself.
Shenae says, "You can never have too many thingies sticking in thingies."
Shenae smiles sagely.
Kelela winks and flashes Shenae a sly grin.



Kelela smiles with skirts swaying from side to side in a gentle sweep as she sashays into the center of the room. . Bending a single leg at the knee, she firmly plants its toe into the ground as her arms slowly rise above her head. Silken scarves fall from each wrist to frame the face while the many layers of the skirt settle softly on the floor.

Kelela says to Shenae, "watch the imaginary props now...."
Shenae gazes at Kelela.

(Kelela slowly builds up a soft staccato beat with her tambourine against one palm. Softly swaying to the beat, scarves flutter gently as her shoulders begin to move opposite the flow of her hips. Golden eyes close in concentration, soft chimes beginning to flow from her fingertips between the gentle beats of the tambourine. Arching her back slightly, a smile splits glistening lips.)

Katrynya grins at Shenae.
Shenae pants.
Shenae leans on Kasrendyr.

Kelela smiles playfully, tambourine and finger cymbals suddenly pick up speed and hips and shoulders keep pace wildly. Twirling around the fire wildly, silver hair flies enticingly around fast-paced shoulders and about the head to resemble a soft silver aura or small cloud of smoke. Stamping her feet to the beat, bare glimpses of her ankles can be seen as the skirt lifts and rises with the rapid turns and spins.

Kelela hums to herself.
(Kelela kicks her feet out like she actually has toebells on....go her!)

(Kelela spins around suddenly, hair flying out in a sprawling trail and wrapping around her slender form. Brazenly weaving her arms in front of her body, then slowly raising them above her head never ceasing the shifting patterns a beguiling smile spreads across her face. Curling and uncurling to the beat, her tail drops and lifts rapidly to add an exotic element to her dance.)

(Shenae begins to clap in time with the music, mesmerized by Kelela's twisting and turning body.)
Kelela winks and flashes Shenae a sly grin.

(Kelela grabs her skirts in one hand and begins to swing them around rapidly as she continues to twirl in first one direction, then another. Flashing more and more of her ankles, the vividness of her eyes twinkle across the room eliciting a low whistle from an admiring watcher. Gasping in surprise at herself, she stops suddenly and allows her skirts to fall back to the floor.)

Michie takes off some hammered gold toe bells.
Katrynya grins.
Michie offers Kelela some hammered gold toe bells.
Kelela accepts Michie's toe bells.
Kelela puts on some hammered gold toe bells.

Toe bells jingling in a staccato cadence and feet a blur of motion, Kelela throws her head back and lifts her arms high in the sheer joy of dance.

(Kelela bends and dips slowly to and fro, drawing out the elegance of each simple movement and lending it a beauty unseen in most light. Flicking her wrists gently each scarf flutters away from her body gently, before returning and retreating again. Allowing her hips to rock gently, the bells around her hips join in the chiming melody.)

Kelela flirts with Niteshiver. Niteshiver smiles slowly, giving Kelela his full attention.

Kelela smiles coyly around the room through half-slit eyes. Focusing on no one person too long, arms reach out gracefully to beckon softly before falling down again, twirling rapidly the bare soles of her feet flash occasionally as she lifts a leg to accent a pose or spin more. Picking up the pace, the bells around her hips chime quicker as she tosses the finger cymbals away.

Niteshiver flirts with Kelela. Kelela gives him a quick grin.
Shenae says, "Yeah, what man is not giving you full attention right now....."
Shenae grins.
Shenae winks at Kelela.
Katrynya grins.

(Kelela grins ferally, rocking her hips in fluid figure-eights chiming the bells on her hip chain as her arms rise above her head. Lifting her leg and sharply pointing it toe down into the dirt, she poses while glancing around the audience as the drummers behind them abruptly change their beat in to a more sensual and fast-paced staccato beat reminiscent of the wildness found in all gypsies.)

Shenae drools.

Kelela smiles impishly stalking slowly around the fire, pausing to emphatically shake her hips and draw attention firmly to her every couple of steps. Reaching her original place, she nods to the drummers to add in the tambourine and finger chimes. Lithe arms slowly move around her body in random patterns and wrists flick slightly, enclosing the body in near transparant scarves.

Kelela's tail twitches, a mischievous look on her face.
Kelela just blew Mykk a kiss.

(Kelela slowly begins to spin more and more rapidly around the fire, bells chiming as her skirt begins to rise and fall all on its own. Laughing loudly her hands clap to the new beat, feet barely touching the ground for long as she begins to jump and twist about, scarves flying around her madly. Eyes gleam wickedly as she flirts with the crowd, garnering their attention to herself as a cohort slips through to pick their pockets.)

Katrynya grins.
Shenae laughs!
(Kelela denies that....)

Kelela smiles as she continues to swish her skirts around her body, daringly lifting it up and exposing more and more leg before letting them fall down again. Turning to and fro, her hair flies wildly about her body as she flings herself into a rapid series of spins, turns, and fluttering scarves. Coming outta the circle, she leaps up in the air briefly to spin about before freezing.

Shenae cackles!
Shenae says, "Uh-huh......."
Kelela shows Shenae her silk scarf.
Kelela says, "it wasn't me! i didn't do it"
Kelela shows Shenae her hip scarf.
Shenae grins at Kelela.

(Kelela poses once more, one toe planted into the ground as she leans forward in a bow, rising with her skirt grasped in one hand exposing the length of her leg to her thigh.)

Lashes lowered modestly, Kelela gives a flirtatious smile as she sinks into a graceful curtsy.

Kelela grins.
Kelela says, "I dun like that one as much....but it works"



Kelela ponders.
Kelela says, "come to think on it"
Mykk applauds.
Katrynya lets out a hearty cheer for Kelela!
Niteshiver lets out a hearty cheer for Kelela!
Kelela says, "I do believe my new one actually barely meets the, "i'm not gonna get in trouble" rules"
Mykk says, "Impressive."
Shenae looks at Kelela and applauds!
Kelela ducks her head.
Kelela says, "thanks..."
Kelela shifts uncomfortably for a moment.
Shenae says, "That was incredible."
Michie lets out a hearty cheer for Kelela!
Shenae exclaims, "And love the scarf!"
Michie exclaims, "kels.. you are awesome!"
Shenae looks over her shoulder and winks at Kelela.
Kelela grins at Shenae.
Kelela says, "it's my baby"
Kelela rubs an enticing gypsy hip scarf clasped with a small ruby Prydaen.
Katrynya smiles.
Shenae asks, "Do we get to see the new one then?"
Shenae stretches out a hand imploringly to Kelela.
Raising his taffelberry punch to Kelela, Kasrendyr gives her a toast.
Kelela says, "lemme check it real quick..."
Kelela giggles.
Kelela says, "I'd rather not get halway through"
Shenae giggles.
Kelela says, "and find something I didn't remember"
Shenae nods to Kelela.
(Kelela has done that more than once....)
Shenae says, "And get dragged away."
Shenae laughs!
Shenae winks at Kelela.
Katrynya giggles.
Kelela says, "well, they just did that slap on the wrist thing"
Kelela says, "but that's scary enough"
Kelela shudders.
Shenae nods to Kelela.
Shenae says, "Sides, you're nailed to this floor...getting dragged away would hurt."
Kasrendyr moves over to guard Kelela.
Kelela chuckles.
Shenae beams at Kasrendyr!
Katrynya grins.
Kasrendyr exclaims, "No great mage is taking her away!"
Michie quietly says, "Or.. she'd like to be.."
Shenae leans on Michie.
Kasrendyr growls ferociously!
Michie hums a playful tune.
Shenae says, "Well, in the right circumstance."
Michie says, "nailed.. that is.."
Shenae winks at Michie.
Shenae hums to herself.
Kasrendyr stops guarding Kelela.
Kasrendyr grins.
Kelela says, "think it'll work"
Kelela grins.
Shenae gasps at Michie!
Kelela stretches.
Kelela bounces around happily.
Shenae exclaims, "Bad gir!"
Shenae places her hand over Michie's mouth.
Michie blushes furiously!
Shenae beams at Kelela!
Kelela laughs!
Shenae says, "And we'll pretend any props you need."
Shenae nods to Kelela.
Katrynya grins.
Kelela laughs!
Shenae uses her index finger to trace an X across her chest.
Kelela says, "dun even need any this time"

(Kelela steps into the center of the room silently, shaking her head wildly to cause her silken tresses to tumble softly down her back. Pausing long enough for her scarves to settle around her arms gracefully, she reaches down and adjusts her hip scarf then gives a slight nod.)

Kasrendyr says, "Aye, almost daughter, dont think you can get away with ANYTHING without me watching"

(Kelela turns her head left then right, a slight smile creeping across her lips as a soft beat is started. Lifting her hands into the smoky air above her head, she enticingly rolls her fingers as her body undulates back and forth. Gentle swirls are almost drawn through the air by her magical fingers, as her arms start to slowly drop down her sides.)

You hear someone giggle.
Shenae searches around for a moment.
Shenae points at Michie, ruining her hiding place.
Shenae leans on Michie.
Shenae hums to herself.
Kelela chuckles.
Kelela flirts with Michie. Michie smiles demurely, giving Kelela her full attention.

Kelela smiles playfully her hands slowly reaching her hips, body and fingers still undulating and rolling to the beat only to stop suddenly. Rising up into a soft piroutte, one foot slowly runs lightly up her calf to her knee. Her arms rise above her head to form a delicate arch, only to drop down her sides as her legs collapse gracefully beneath her in a controlled fall.

Michie flirts with Kelela. Kelela gives her a quick grin.
Katrynya grins.

(Kelela's shoulders shrug softly as she rises in a single fluid motion, her tail swishing back and forth. Starting to swirl about the room in a gentle circle her feet moving faster and faster until she seems to all but float off the ground. A playful gleam enters her eyes as she flicks her wrists about, sending the scarves to float around her body in a colorful rainbow.)

Shenae drools.

(Kelela's silken tresses whisper against colorful wrist scarves, her body moving back and forth with the flow of the beat. Arching her back slightly, an impish smile splits her glistening lips while her eyes dart back and forth through the crowd as her hips start to shake faster and faster matching the beat as it grows more rapid only to take a step forward and stop.)

Shenae ponders if they sell Kelela dancing dolls anywhere.
Katrynya grins.
Kelela ponders if she could market those...

(Kelela swivels sideways, jutting one hip towards you audaciously. Throwing her arms above her head she shakes her butt playfully. Taking small sideways steps forward with each circular motion of her hips, she draws nearer. Stopping a few feet away from everyone, her hips shake wildly as her body spins in a full circle coming to rest facing you.)

Shenae winks at Kelela.
Kelela winks and flashes Shenae a sly grin.
Kelela asks Shenae, "split the profits 75-25?"
Shenae ponders.

Kelela smiles mischieviously as she moves in exagerated steps left and right, her hips swinging dramatically back and forth. Taking one final left her right leg crosses her left, and she spins about in a tight circle. Winking slightly with one eye, posing for a few moments she shifts again and takes two steps back.

Shenae says, "Sure, I'd love 75."
Shenae hums to herself.
Michie quietly says, "She gives lessons Mommee.. mayhaps we should both enroll.. that'd keep Daddee on he toes.."
Kelela laughs!
Shenae sticks her tongue out at Kelela.
Shenae beams at Michie!
Shenae nods to Michie.
Katrynya giggles.
Shenae exclaims, "Grand idea!"
Shenae hugs Michie, who wraps her arms around Shenae with a warm smile.
Kasrendyr gasps!
Kelela says, "giving em again on the 5th...though dunno how good they're ognna be"

(Kelela unknowingly reaches down and grasps her tail in her hands, casually observing the room her hands begin to slowly stroke her tail as her gaze lingers here and there upon especially fine specimens of the male sex. Glancing down she realizes what she's done and laughs slightly at herself before remembering that THAT's not the show she meant to put on. Humming softly her hips begin rocking to the beat once more...)

Kasrendyr says, "Um....um...."
Kasrendyr fidgets nervously.
Kelela says, "I'ma horrid teacher"
Kasrendyr glances at Shenae.
Kelela grins.
Kasrendyr glances at Michie.
Katrynya says, "WhooHOo..."
Mykk chuckles.

(Kelela shifting slightly the rocking turns into a rolling motion, hips curving forward and then back almost in a flamelike pattern as her arms drop and rise to match the effect. Golden orbs glow in the center of her face with impish impudence as one hand drops down to run itself lightly across her chest, slender fingers caressing silky fur.)

Shenae exclaims, "I want a tail!"
Shenae whimpers softly.
Shenae begins pouting.
Kelela ponders.
Kelela says, "blah....another one"
Katrynya giggles.
Shenae asks, "Another what?"
Shenae looks thoughtfully at Kelela.

Kelela smiles knowingly she gives a slight wink as her hips start to shake rapidly Spinning around the room quickly her hands fly out around her, occasionally reaching out to caress someone's cheek slightly. Grinning happily, her whole body undulates to the beat...causing her hip scarf to ride up and down almost reveal the contents beneath...

Kelela grins.
Kelela asks, "accident?"
Kelela gazes down at her tail.
Kelela's tail twitches, a mischievous look on her face.
Shenae giggles at Kelela.
Kelela playfully tilts her ears in opposite directions.
Katrynya grins.
Kelela ponders if she's allowed to call herself a silly kitty without getting yelled at by the overzealous prys

(Kelela raises one hand to her mouth and places her thumb against her bottom lip. Humming slightly, her hips continue ot shake as she slowly drags her thumb down her chin... neck... chest until it reaches the top of her hip scarf. Glancing around quickly, her hand runs lightly across the scarf until it reaches the clasp.)

Michie grins at Kelela, her dimples flashing into view.
Shenae grins at Kelela.
Shenae says, "We won't tell."
Shenae winks at Kelela.
Kelela chuckles.
Kasrendyr grins at Michie.
Kelela says, "then I'm a silly kitty, but only i getta call myself that"
Kelela grins.

(Kelela humming a playful tune she plays with the clasp for a few moments before, dropping her hand and giving a quick bow....)
Katrynya laughs!
Kelela asks, "what? you thought I was gonna take it off?"

Shenae giggles at Kelela.
Kelela adjusts her hip scarf.
Katrynya says, "Way to leave em hangin Kels.."
Kelela preens. Someone's pleased with herself!
Kelela grins at Katrynya.
Mykk blinks.
Shenae exclaims, "Rats!"
Kelela says, "I was in a playful mood for that one"
Kelela giggles.
Michie grins at Kelela, her dimples flashing into view.
Katrynya grins at Kelela.
Kelela says, "very playful now that I think on it...."
 

Guest Descriptions


Storyteller Amethias Gariothi, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and crystal blue eyes. His brown hair is long and straight, and is worn tied back. He has copper skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He has some light stubble on his face.

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

He is wearing a light crossbow, a tiny wooden tree pin, a thin tin ring, a sturdy backpack, some brown pattens, some blue trousers, a grey vest, a brown wool cloak, a hollow blue ring, a brown leather sheath, a carved black pick, some full leather armor, a dagger sheath, an embossed quiver, a long pouch and a beaded case.



Athiana Basarona of Zoluren, a Human.
She has pouting lips and sparkling violet eyes. Her black hair is very long and wavy, and is worn pulled up in an elaborate four-stranded braid. She has tanned skin.
She is in her prime for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a dragon made of blue ice breathing white flames on her back.

She has faint scuffing to the left arm.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a shadowy cloak of wraith-black nightsilk stitched in gold with an intricate battle plan, some thick leather armor set in the center with a circle of gems, some half-moon spectacles with amethyst-tinted lenses, a narrow gold wedding band shaped into an intricate true lover's knot, an exquisitely woven white silk rose with an emerald green stem twined around a platinum seven-pointed star, a tightly laced black silk bustier with dove-grey piping along the seams, some close-fitting black tweed britches, some black silk stockings, a pair of black calfskin hipboots, a silver-edged scabbard, a dark gem pouch, a belled gold anklet with dangling onyx panther charms, an herb pouch, a lustrous ebony spellbook case inset with silvery crystal stars, a webbed choker, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a platinum eyebrow ring, an iron necklace formed of interlocking seven-pointed stars, a midnight black pack and a twisted cambrinth armband.



Auroralyn Tor'shin, a Halfling.
She has crystal blue eyes. Her auburn hair is long and curly, and is worn pulled back in two braids. She has rosy skin.
She is a tartsnatcher for a Halfling.

She has faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, faint scuffing to the left leg, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen, tiny scratches to the back.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a target shield, a leather sheath, a lumpy bundle, a leather aventail, some leather gloves, some leather vambraces, some leather greaves, a leather helm, a ruffled scarlet skirt, a berry-stained shoulder bag, a wineskin leather tunic and a sturdy black backpack.



Azandra Nytmyzt of Elanthia, a Human.
She has mismatched eyes, one crystal blue and one amber. Her golden brown hair is very long and wavy, and is worn loose. She has fair skin.
She is young for a Human.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a shot of red tequila in her right hand.
She is wearing a spidersilk drawstring bag, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a gauzy dancing skirt adorned with tiny bells suspended from spidersilk cords, a soft ivory doeskin bodice laced up the front with pale leather cord, a delicate pouch woven with the fibers of various herbs, an exquisite nightsilk backpack, a heavy gold ankle-chain from which dangle dozens of colorful glass charms, a milady's cloak, a black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, a chain balaclava, some gold-beaded black leather gloves, a hhr'ibu, a laminated bronze shield embossed with a mongoose and cobra locked in mortal combat and some thin-soled velvet slippers with spiraling straps.



Brikmar Bor'Nor of Ilithi, an Elothean.
He has an angular face with slightly pointed ears, tilted almond-shaped amber eyes and a straight nose. His black hair is long and fine, and is worn in a simple, loose style. He has pale skin.
He is tall for an Elothean.
He is in his prime for an Elothean.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing some chain, some jet black leather pants, an ironwood scabbard with watered-steel fittings, a narrow gold wedding band shaped into an intricate true lover's knot, some deep ebony leather boots with engraved silver toe caps, some dark chain gauntlets with spiked golden knuckle guards, a fine-linked chain coif woven with opalescent metallic strands, some steel-rimmed spectacles, a lockpick ear-stud, an exquisitely woven white silk rose with an emerald green stem twined around a platinum seven-pointed star, a rich brown gem pouch stitched with the silhouette of a howling wolf, a wide cambrinth wristcuff set with three cabochon stones, a witch ball, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a silver-etched ebonwood horned owl pendant, a black leather scroll case embossed with the symbol for eternity, a silver-inlaid willow spellbook case, an etched silver medallion, a silver and amethyst ring inset with a cambrinth crystal carved in the shape of a wolf's head, a darkened silver ring engraved with a seven-pointed star, a simple pewter charm bracelet, a slate grey quiver, a black leather belt with a heavy silver buckle, a hammered silver epaulet chased with the crest of the Warrior Mage's Guild, a black spidersilk backpack, a dark linen swordsman's cloak clasped at the right shoulder with a silver pin and a crossbow crafted from fine Katamba-black wood that has been carved to suggest the shapes of long bones.



Enforcer Cefwen Rolyry of Elanthia, a Halfling.
He has jade eyes. His russet hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose, tucked behind his ears. He has tanned skin.
He is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.
He has a bushy, drooping mustache on his upper lip and a long tangled beard.
He has a tattoo of a ship under full sail scudding across a moonlit sea on his back.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a polished driftwood walking stick laced with leather cords, some black suede pants trimmed with carved bone buttons, a witch ball, a witch ball, a witch ball, a witch ball, a hand-tooled black leather pack, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, an elegant hooded sailor's cloak embroidered with a lithe sea monster, an ebon-hued quiver, some polished black leather thigh boots adorned with large brass buckles, a hip pouch, a cluster of dusky violet columbine, a turtle-shaped shell pin, a gold eyebrow ring, a taffelberry stained haversack, a worn onyx medallion, a supple leather belt buckled with a stylized dragon's head, a royal blue Kaith Kirm button, a vivid green Kaith Kirm button, a hook-shaped copper earring, a smooth linen tabard stitched with the crest of the Traders' guild, a darkened silver badge emblazoned with the words "Professional Locksmith", a tin grouper trinket, a brushed silver armband engraved with a large jade glaysker flower, a mist-filled crystal globe hanging from a fine gold chain, a brushed silver armlet set with a stained glass mosaic of the Traders' guild crest, a darkened metal lockpick case labeled "Thief Toys", a fine silver chain dangling an elegantly-wrought brass Estate Holder's key, a beribboned silvery silk pouch, a green gem pouch, a sailcloth vest trimmed with whalebone beads and gull feathers, a blood red silk sash, a leather sheath, a golden sphere set in platinum, a pair of mangled spectacles, a black leather bullwhip and a Nisha short bow.



Daerlynn Soulmyste-Falconsong of Elanthia, a Human Bard.
She has jade eyes. Her brunette hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn in a simple, loose style. She has pale skin.
She is young for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a whirling sword dancer with dual blades raised in fierce salute on her leg.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a small playbill with feathered edges in her right hand.
She is wearing some silvered chain woven over the heart with steelsilk links forming a white dove bearing a broken sword, a silvery buckskin harness, a forest-green linen gem pouch clasped with a polished deobar wren, a platinum-edged flute case set with star-shaped diamonds, a delicate platinum neithrel band wrapped with a harp string, a patchwork gypsy drawstring purse, a dainty silvery lace garter threaded with vivid blue ribbons, a carved pick, a dark blue bandolier embroidered with an exquisitely detailed violin, a piece of black string dangling a thin brass ring, a bijou jade promise ring inlaid with a silver heron gripping a harp in her beak, a dark grey messenger's satchel reinforced with thick black leather, a mirrored turpeer, a beribboned silvery silk pouch, a watered silk pouch, a multi-colored tiered gypsy skirt that is gathered up high on one side, a forest green linen peasant blouse with a loose and daring neckline, a gypsy kerchief, some hammered gold toe bells, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a filigreed gold bracelet studded with frost opals and hung with tiny bells and a belled anklet.



Soothsayer Darchelo Divano, an Elothean Moon Mage.
He has tilted almond-shaped violet eyes. His silver hair is short and fine, and is worn loose, tucked behind his ears. He has fair skin.
He is fairly young for an Elothean.
He has some light stubble on his face.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a tarnished silver ring bearing the crest of the Moon Mage Guild, a night black leather sling stitched with silver stars, a glass star trinket, a fine silver chain dangling an elegantly-wrought brass Estate Holder's key, a red wool scarf trimmed with black-work, a silky black head scarf painted in blues and silvers with enticing depictions of the heavens, an ice-blue woolen scarf with a silver snowflake pattern, a soft midnight blue velvet rune pouch embroidered with silvery stars, a mist-filled crystal globe hanging from a fine gold chain, a soft black velvet spellbook case embroidered with glistening silver spiderwebs, a pitch black velvet knapsack with spidersilk laces adorned with jet scorpion charms, a deep black thigh bag with a hand-forged silver clasp, a night-black Kaith Kirm button, some fitted shadowy black sandals with detailed straps, a midnight blue velvet scholar's robe embroidered with the three moons, a glass scorpion trinket, a gold lapel pin shaped like a seven-pointed star, a dyed leather telescope case, a black silk robe embroidered with an intricate pattern of silver lightning bolts and trimmed with a ruff of grey owl feathers, a flowing black seer's robe, a black leather ankle sheath set with silver star-shaped studs, a glossy black ring set with a tiny crystal star, a darkened silver ring engraved with a seven-pointed star and a crystalline ring etched with the fist of the Crystal Hand Monks.



Dayzie Sparkal of Elanthia, a Halfling.
She has mismatched eyes, one black and one crystal blue. Her blue-black hair is long and curly, and is worn unkempt. She has pale skin.
She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.

She has faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, faint scuffing to the left leg, faint scuffing to the left hand, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen, some minor twitching.

She is wearing some hyacinth blue gloves, a pastel yellow mask, some full double leathers dyed a warm burgundy and decorated with bright yellow sunbursts, a dark gem pouch, a tarnished silver ring inset with cambrinth skulls, a light blue blanket with dark blue patches, a periwinkle quilted cape, a red sash, a sunshine yellow pack, a sturdy weapon harness, a red velvet ribbon, a wooden ring carved in the shape of a curled mouse, a nose-stud, a red garnet mouse bauble, an interlocking puzzle ring, a small linen sack embroidered with comical chickens, a stylized ivory Tokka card medallion overlain with a hematite web, a lilac-starred cookie bag, a large copper hoop earring, a gauzy silk bodice adorned with a chain of silver bells, a black velveteen skirt tied with a white coral beaded sash and showing an edge of ivory lace petticoats at the hem, some empty spectacle frames and a silver ring engraved with twining moons and stars.



Vagabond Derivan Hariar of Zoluren, a Human.
He has crystal blue eyes and a classical nose. His dark brown hair is short and straight, and is worn in a careless, windblown arrangement. He has tanned skin.
He is young for a Human.
He has a short scruffy mustache on his upper lip and a short rough beard.
He has a tattoo of a buxom blonde mermaid kissing a bloated fish on his arm.

He has some tiny scars across the right arm, some faint scars along the chest, tiny scratches to the abdomen, a black and blue right eye.

He is wearing some gleaming nickeled gauntlets etched with the image of a cutlass, a metallic blue balaclava, some steelsilk busking mail etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a witch ball, a dark cape stitched with a hideous serpent, a worn wooden tip jar painted with a dancing Dwarf guzzling beer, a white bear paw pouch, a silver neithrel band embellished with sapphires, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a full-length formal robe sewn from obsidian black silk woven with rich blue highlights, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a brushed silver ring bearing the Zoluren crest, a smooth black agate ring with two singing wrens carved into the band, a long black leather backsheath, a soft black leather haversack embroidered with a large silver tankard surounded by musical notes, some galoshes, a black firecat skin backpack with knotted gut drawstrings, a bright fire opal bracelet and a canvas sack.



Glymoryn Glasswater, an Elf.
She has pointed ears and violet eyes. Her golden brown hair is very long and wavy, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has tanned skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a twisted cambrinth armband, a fine silver anklet with multi-colored dragon charms, a green velvet pouch clasped by a silver dragon, an elegant red fur-lined cloak embroidered with gold dragons along the hem, a beribboned silvery silk pouch, some black doeskin long gloves, a silk-lined bodice purse, some snowbeast-pelt moccasins, a herb pouch, some deep ebony fur-lined leathers, a silky white blouse, some pale green leggings, a banded silver albredine ring, a delicate silver teardrop, a copper jadeite gwethdesuan, a pair of emerald earrings, a fine platinum chain, a leaf green choker, some silver hairsticks with beaded glass jadice flowers on the tips, an ash grey silk garter edged with red piping, a rough leather-clasped carpetbag, a sturdy purple backpack, a black velvet gem pouch with a jade dragon clasp and a cambrinth ring.



Guieru Rotia, a S'Kra Mur.

You cannot make out his features with the clothing he is wearing.
He has a tattoo of a soaring bridge of sun-glittered ice spanning the chasm between two fangs of somber rock on his neck.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a lightweight carved-stock crossbow, a forester's crossbow, a black leather bullwhip, a slender crystal tailband carved into a twisting serpentine dragon, a wren's beak amulet slung from a leather wristcord, a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps, some golden chain mail bearing interwoven blackened links forming a raven in flight, a wire and moonstone pin, a chipped ceramic pin in the shape of a raccoon face, a lustrous fire opal pin, an artfully crafted pin of silver and gemstones depicting a fae gathering, a radiant wave-cut crystal pin edged in blue pearl sea foam, a silver cloak pin in the shape of the Scales of Justice, an artfully crafted pin of silver and gemstones depicting a fae gathering, a golden ore cart pin spilling over with faceted gems, a molded gold pin depicting a thief in the jaws of Chadatru's fierce lion, a blackened steel silhouette-cut pin of an oak tree, an amber pin in the shape of a pair of outstretched hands cradling a delicate musical note, a pearly enameled button badge depicting a mermaid and dolphin leaping into the air silhouetted against a blue moon, some exquisitely carved onyx and ivory prayer beads linked with slender silver chain and adorned with a silver medallion, a silver ring engraved with twining moons and stars, a polished bronze ring inset with a carved rosewood wren of Faenella nestled amidst a cluster of tiny emerald leaves, a polished steel band inlaid with darkened steel ravens in flight, a brass Shaman trinket, a brass Cleric trinket, a glistening blue watersilk handfasting cord adorned with seashell charms, a golden silk handfasting cord swathed in sheer black lace, a blood-red handfasting cord fastened with two glassy black obsidian tokens, a pearly-white silken handfasting cord adorned with two golden charms, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a pair of ocher chicken-winged boots, a silver earring in the shape of a shield emblazoned with a heart, a large copper hoop earring, a tattered burlap bag marked "Majikul Supplize", a jeweled sword medal, a brushed silver armband engraved with a large jade glaysker flower, a silver kathla of eight expertly enameled grey plates that depict events surrounding the life of Meraud, a silver kathla of ten expertly enameled plates that depict events surrounding the life of Hodierna, a vivid green Kaith Kirm button, a small dragon charm, a gold cobra charm, some soft green woolen socks trimmed in gold embroidery, a delicate silver eyelid piece shaped like a wizened claw, a black velvet tabard with sparkling unicorns embroidered along the hem, a spiraling crystal brooch, an all-purpose leaf-patterned survival belt, a silver tailband intricately etched with the image of a sapphire-eyed S'kra Mur kneeling before a unicorn, a simple linen culinary apron trimmed with glaysker flowers, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a wide silver wristband heavily coated with black tarnish and crudely etched with galloping centaurs, a delicate brass oak leaf anklet, a kor'athi pilgrimage robe emblazoned across the back with a multi-hued dragon, a black leather carving case secured with a spherical jade clasp labeled "FLUFF MONGER", a carved beryl S'Kra Mur bauble, an articulated blued-steel weapon harness with interlocking plates engraved with the form of a regal lion, a multicolored anklet of cracked glass beads, a supple black leucro leather tunic embossed on the back with a stylized heron expressing a haughty sneer, some squishy cork earplugs stamped with the Cleric guild crest, a mist-filled crystal globe hanging from a fine gold chain, a chain balaclava, some mail gloves, a richly trimmed black velvet devotional pouch on a silver silk cord, a flowing black cloak with embroidered battle scenes, a pilgrim's badge, a diminutive cambrinth snake, a twisted cambrinth armband, a cambrinth ring and a cambrinth albatross pendant suspended from a green satin ribbon.



Heston Falconsong, an Elothean.
She has tilted almond-shaped crystal blue eyes and a broken nose. Her golden-streaked auburn hair is short and straight, and is worn tied back in a thin braided tail. She has copper skin.
She is in her prime for an Elothean.
She has a tattoo of a soaring bridge of sun-glittered ice spanning the chasm between two fangs of somber rock on her back.

She has faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the right eye.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a night black traveler's pack embroidered with a heron in a marsh, some soft black leather half-boots, some fitted leather riding breeches, a silver promise ring exquisitely wrought in the shape of a human female figure, a sleeveless muslin shirt cut to compliment the male physique, some thin steel-framed spectacles with midnight-blue lenses, a Bardic Soul Knot ear-stud and a blue sapphire eyebrow ring with blackened heron feathers dangling to the side.



Journeywoman Hilary Stenche, an Elothean.
She has tilted almond-shaped hazel eyes. Her golden brown-streaked ginger hair is long and fine, and is worn loose. She has pale skin.
She is fairly young for an Elothean.
She has a tattoo of an iron rose with razor-toothed leaves on her wrist.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a witch ball, a platinum eyebrow ring, a glittering quartz nose stud, a platinum eyebrow ring, a curved drop-trigger crossbow, a sea-blue suede bodice with mermaid-shaped emerald clasps, a small black velvet pouch cinched with a silver cord, a braided belt of ebony silk interwoven with fragile silver chain links, some silvery spidersilk stockings, an onyx suede ankle sheath, a narrow brown leather garter with rawhide laces, some tiny gold toe bells engraved with moons and stars, some tasseled leather legwraps, some high-heeled boots of supple leather adorned with sparkling sapphire medallions, a beaded leather rucksack embroidered with a bard by a waterfall, a sturdy grey wool cloak with a dark fur hood, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a silver-tipped Elothean longbow and a midnight black crossbow.



Ironjonn SeaRaven, a Human.
He has crystal blue eyes. His white hair is shoulder length and fine, and is worn loose. He has fair skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He has a thin bushy mustache on his upper lip and a short stringy beard.
He has a tattoo of a giant white bunny leaning nonchalantly on a sign that reads "Born to be Bunny" on his chest.

He has tiny scratches to the neck, faint scuffing to the right arm, cuts and bruises about the back.

He is wearing a black leather mask, a red spidersilk cloak patterned to resemble leaping flames, some reinforced gloves, a journey pack, some grey fuzzy bunny slippers with pink noses, a faded gold ring, a snakeskin war belt, a potato sack and a knife sack.



Page Jasentha Smytheson, a Kaldaran Paladin.
She has hazel eyes. Her golden brown hair is long and thick, and is worn loose. She has tanned skin.
She is young for a Kaldar.
She has a tattoo of an iron rose with razor-toothed leaves on her hand.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a crocheted grey wool shawl, a miniature wooden barrel, a great helm, some gold-beaded black leather gloves, a passionflower bloom, a gleaming albredine ring, a leather sheath, a golden unicorn shaped nose stud, a cambrinth ring, a carved black ironwood ring resembling a dragon coiled around a ruby rose, some field plate armor, some crimson suede boots with a wide cuff of black satin at the knee, a battered leather pack, a copper rope charm bracelet, some scarlet enameled toe bells, a target shield, a crimson velvet skirt with a swirl of black lace petticoats, a tailored black dress, a scalloped golden chain bracelet with dangling golden bells, a misty white satin rosette, a fine silver chain dangling an elegantly-wrought brass Estate Holder's key, a sprig of blessed thistle, a padded black belt pack embroidered round orange sun, some hammered gold toe bells, a dangling silver skull earring set with brilliant ruby eyes, a gold herb pouch, a silver hip pouch, a strapless black silk corset trimmed with a flirty jade fringe, a copper jadeite gwethdesuan, a heart-shaped golden locket, a curling gold engagement ring crafted to resemble a lithe serpent, a shimmering bronze firesilk garter with forest green laces, a duffel bag, an apricot Betrothal rose and a morjalbreth bone harpoon.



Kaedan Nethral of Ilithi, a Prydaen Bard.
He has pointed ears and cat-slitted crystal blue eyes. His silver mane is short and fine, and is worn in a careless, windblown arrangement. He has black fur and a slender tail.
He is young for a Prydaen.
He has a tattoo of a wren perched upon a fisted gauntlet over a lute of gold on his hand.

He has faint scuffing to the head, faint scuffing to the right arm, 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 left hand, tiny scratches to the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen, faint scuffing to the back.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a reinforced osage Elven war bow hand-tooled with an undulating wave pattern, a tower shield, a chain hauberk, a witch ball, a shoulder-slung ebony leather haversack, a carved pick, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, an elegant platinum monocle with a matching chain, some elegant black trousers, a silver neithrel band embellished with sapphires, a thigh quiver, an ebony thigh pouch clasped with a sterling silver button, a double-wrapped leather sword belt embossed with charging thunder rams, an elegant black gentleman's greatcloak, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, an elegant black shirt, a tarnished silver whiskey flask and a black gem pouch.



Kariavau Dulkanov of Elanthia, a Kaldaran Paladin.
She has ale-brown eyes. Her golden-streaked auburn hair is long and wavy, and is worn loose. She has fair skin.
She is young for a Kaldar.
She has a tattoo of an iridescent winged butterfly on her ankle.

She has tiny scratches to the left arm.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a leaf-painted shield, a triskele medallion, a deep red bellflower, a carved ivory arzumos bauble, a shimmering rose-colored cloak, some glass unicorn earrings, an ivory necklace inlaid with gold unicorns, a softly clinging rose silk bodice trimmed with tiny engraved shells, a brushed silver hip-chain with dangling amethyst snapdragon and ivory gladiola charms, a soft rose tapestry skirt trimmed with deeply knotted fringe, some shell-pink spidersilk stockings, some iridescent satin slippers in a play of pastel colors, a double-wrapped leather sword belt tooled with wandering rose vines, a cut silver friendship ring, an ebony journey pack, a wide platinum charm bracelet, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Ranger Guild, a brushed silver engagement ring set with a purple jade sphere, a gold eyebrow ring, a gold jadeite gwethdesuan, some pink jasmine, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a hip pouch and a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers.



Hunter Kasrendyr Windrustle of Therengia, a Human Ranger.
He has green eyes. His amber hair is short and straight, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.
He has a tattoo of a crouching mountain lion surrounded by a thicket of thorns over a blazing sun on his arm.

He has faint scuffing to the left hand.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a glass of taffelberry punch in his right hand.
He is wearing some hunting leathers, a pair of leather gloves, a dark leather mask, a lumpy bundle, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a cloudy violet albredine ring, an emerald engagement ring, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Ranger's guild, a bracelet of azure glass beads, a leather archer's cuff with the Ranger Guild crest hand-tooled across the back, a finely crafted amulet of stone and horsehair, a twisted cambrinth armband, a crystal unicorn charm, an ivory cat charm, a copper Elf trinket, a witch ball, a delicate goldbark wren and panther clasp, a brushed silver locket, a leather neckband, an ivy headband, a sable brown thigh bag, an elegant golden-jackal pouch embroidered with a brilliant phoenix, a wide dwarven mining belt of sturdy worn leather, a worked leather staff harness, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, some glossy black leather dress boots, some soft black velvet trousers clasped with carved onyx buttons, a wide black leather belt with a large silver buckle, a fitted black silk shirt with carved onyx cufflinks and a hooded journeyman's cloak made of dark hides and lined with black fur.



Magess Katrynya Kransdun, a Halfling Warrior Mage.
She has blue eyes. Her golden hair is very long and thick, and is worn loose. She has fair skin.
She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.
She has a tattoo of a silvery knife plunged into a bloody heart on her shoulder.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a diamond engagement ring, a white gold wedding band carved in the shape of a ring of flames, some high-heeled boots of supple leather adorned with sparkling sapphire medallions, a gnarled black willow staff, a fine-linked chain coif woven with sapphire metallic strands, some blackened mail gauntlets worked with silver gryphons, a ruby teardrop earring, a sturdy weapon harness, a glittering quartz nose stud, a narrow salt-stained cambrinth band etched with veins of silver, some silver steel-rimmed spectacles, a shimmering black cloak, a braided chain band interwoven with strands of yellow silk, a brushed silver hip-chain with dangling amethyst snapdragon and ivory gladiola charms, a bronze-bladed gladius earring, a ruby anklet, a bloodstained apron, a supple black leucro hide pack clasped with a gleaming silver fang and an iridescent silver mage's robe embroidered with an angry black thundercloud.



Kelela FyreDance of Elanthia, a Prydaen.
She has tufted ears and cat-slitted gold eyes. Her red-streaked black mane is long and wavy, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has black fur with silver points with silver marbling and a slender tail.
She is young for a Prydaen.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a bloodwood sniper's crossbow with a darkened steel tiller, a tarnished silver halo, a circlet of dusky nightshade blossoms entwined with glimmering crystal strands, a black crystal choker accented with dyed black gryphon feathers, a frayed noose, a hooded shadow black cloak clasped at the neck with a small diamond dagger, a pair of ruby-clasped wristcuffs adorned with black diamond nymphs, an enticing gypsy hip scarf clasped with a small ruby Prydaen, some supple hunting leathers, a night black haversack with a blackened steel clasp and a silver jadeite gwethdesuan.



Storyteller Khestryl Nesbitt, an Elven Bard.
She has pointed ears and mismatched eyes, one crystal blue and one jade. Her dark brown hair is long and straight, and is worn braided. She has tanned skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.

She is holding an Elf puppet with a colorful parrot on one shoulder in her right hand.
She is wearing some shadowy falconer's gauntlets, a shadowy tooled leather mask, a rust brown leather medium case buckled with silver leaf-shaped clasps, a mahogany brown sheath, a small leather pouch cinched with ebony linen cords, a dark suede pack with green leaves embroidered along its edges, a brown thigh pouch trimmed with suede fringe, a seamless brown leather pouch cinched with ebony leather cording, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a pressed deerskin vest, an ivory spidersilk shirt with long billowing sleeves, some fitted doeskin leggings, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, some supple hunting leathers, a silver-inlaid malachite neithrel band fitted with two silver chains, a polished silver Bardic Spirit Knot charm hung from a blue-black silk cord, a polished bronze ring inset with a carved rosewood wren of Faenella nestled amidst a cluster of tiny emerald leaves and a pair of rich brown suede boots trimmed with ebony beads.



Dreamweaver Kithria Dustdanser, an Elf.
She has laugh lines, pointed ears and gold-flecked jade eyes. Her platinum-streaked honey hair is long and wavy, and is worn loose. She has fair skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of a whirling sword dancer with dual blades raised in fierce salute on her ankle.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing an exquisitely embroidered spidersilk traveler's backpack, a deep burgundy case embroidered with the image of a winged gryphon, a long mesh weapon harness, a hip belt of delicate silver links dangling with tiny enameled blossoms in a rainbow of colors, a diamond bracelet, a wristcuff of creamy ivory leather embroidered in gold thread, a dark blue velvet dress cloak with a dramatic winged collar, a pearly white howlite neithrel band carved with a hawk in flight, an elegant flute case inlaid with fine goldbark labeled "Untamed", a witch ball, a snowy white quiver, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a carved beryl Songsmith bauble, a cambrinth ring, a carved pick, some deep blue chain patterned in silvery-white steelsilk with dazzling stars entwined among hemlock blossoms, some dainty kidskin sandals with silk ankle laces, a whisper-soft gown of elegant nightsilk in the colors of a storm-darkened sea, a shining silver necklace with an intricate love knot inset with a Dragon's Tear, a gleaming chain balaclava and some gleaming mail gauntlets.



Trailmaster Kyrrian Sarantin of Ilithi, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and gold eyes. His white hair is long and thick, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over his shoulders. He has tanned skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He has some light stubble on his face.
He has a tattoo of a flame-shrouded wolf baring menacingly sharp fangs standing proudly over a banner reading "No Ranger Stands Alone" on his chest.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a dark grey silk cloak, some battered black leather gloves, some darkly oiled leathers, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a dark leather forester's pack with the crest of the Ranger Guild embroidered onto the back, some heavy leather hiking boots with engraved steel buckles, some heavy leather fighting pants riveted along the seams with ornate bronze studs, a deep sable three-forked sword belt with brass buckles and fittings, a leather-trimmed cotton wrap shirt fastened at the waist with brass buckles, a narrow salt-stained cambrinth band etched with veins of silver, a rugged leather thigh quiver embossed with the Ranger Guild crest, a sturdy iron-studded black leather spellbook case, a finely-woven woolen doublet embroidered with a band of shimmering gold symbols written in the ancient language of Ilithi on a deep black background, a golden arrow earring with a narrow diamond tip, a polished gold aventail, a sturdy traveler's haversack, an intricately carved khor'vela wood crossbow with a tempered steel boltplate and a black leather cavalier hat with a golden braid.



Elementress Lainy Tessets, a Human.
She has violet eyes. Her blonde-streaked strawberry hair is long and thick, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids. She has fair skin.
She is young for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a scarlet dragon against an ebony star-shaped background on her leg.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a silvery dragon-painted shield, a lumpy bundle, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a bronze dragon pin, a raven-shaped obsidian pin, a teardrop prism etched with an image of Taisidon island, a pale blue Dragon Spine orchid lei, an embroidered cook's apron, an herb pouch attractively embroidered with a nightsky pattern in gold-colored thread, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a tarnished dragon-shaped earcuff, some fine-linked chain emblazoned with the crest of the Warrior Mage guild, a pair of emerald earrings, a carved jade dragon pin with tiny faceted ruby eyes, a hip purse, a blue and gold velvet brocade pouch, a cotton talisman pouch with an ironwood squirrel clasp, a brilliant aquamarine leather thigh pouch branded with an azure-scaled dragon, a twisted cambrinth armband, a soft nightsilk robe set with small obsidian stars and clasped at the high collar by a jet panther twining around the neck, a copper dragon trinket, a brass thicket lizard trinket, a delicate cambrinth hairpin graced with a tiny enameled shrew, a wide cambrinth wristcuff bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage guild, a glittering quartz nose stud, a red gold eyebrow ring, a cambrinth ring with a black ironwood setting shaped like a dragon, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild, some mail gauntlets, a blackened chain coif with a silvery steel eye-guard, a fine silver chain, a diamond bracelet, a mottled celpeze-hide journey pack with sinew drawstrings, some knee-high boots of jet black leather adorned with fierce dragon medallions, a lustrous amethyst silk blouse, a blue leather skirt and an ornate scabbard.



Michie Heartsbreath of Ilithi, a Human.
She has crystal blue eyes and dimples. Her ginger hair is long and curly, and is worn loose. She has fair skin.
She is in her prime for a Human.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a small playbill with feathered edges in her left hand.
She is wearing a pale white jasmine, an elegant velvet-lined case adorned with black and white diamonds of silk, a polished steel medallion, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a gold kyanite gwethdesuan, a soft leather haversack embroidered with a shimmering dragon playing a lute, a carved donkey-engraved pick, a blushing pink pouch, some soft black suede thigh-boots, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, some jade silk ribbons clasped with a circular pewter brooch, a ghostly white Mentor badge, a crystal skull, a petal pink mask painted with a white rose overlaying a seven-pointed silver star above one eye opening, a tarnished silver ring set with a miniature crossbow, a woven silver hip chain adorned with polished amber beads, a sprig of mistletoe, a tri-color braided gold wedding band, a Bardic Soul Knot kilt-brooch, an elegant hip pouch fashioned from delicate layers of thin crimson spidersilk, a deep crimson sack, a delicate goldbark wren and panther clasp, a small pansy-etched pendant, some pink jasmine, an etched glass ocarina-shaped pin, a mist-filled crystal globe hanging from a fine gold chain, a small bronze badge cast in the shape of a gladiola, a magician's hat pin, a beribboned silvery silk pouch, thin silver spectacles, a tarnished pansy-etched ring, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a gold-inlaid silver neithrel band bearing a tri-stranded braided chain, a wide leather Therengian war belt riveted with decorative pewter plates, a necklace made up of a number of tiny rat skulls sewn onto a brilliant silver thread, some hammered gold toe bells, a double-stranded nose ring shaped like a pair of copper cymbals, a delicate silver eyelid piece shaped like a wizened claw, a pewter pansy-etched pin, a deep crimson spidersilk ribbon, a boa skin peddler's pack, a long mesh weapon harness, some flowing pink silk pants gathered snug at the ankles with belled laces, a sleeveless pale pink silk bodice trimmed in tiny seed pearls, a bewitching dark rose velvet corset embroidered at its bottom with delicate pale pink pansies, a fine chain hauberk painted with multi-colored diamonds, a yellow-orange Captivation rose, an engraved ebonwood belt charm and some darned violet socks.



Master Empath Mingold Ravenflock of Therengia, a Halfling.
She has sparkling crystal green eyes and a freckled nose. Her red-streaked golden brown hair is very long and straight, and is worn pulled up in an elaborate four-stranded braid. She has copper skin and a curvaceous figure.
She is tiny for a Halfling.
She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.
She has a tattoo of a band of jackals surrounding a small girl with a huge claymore grasped firmly in her hands on her ankle.

She has some faint scars along the head, some faint scars along the neck, minor scarring along the right arm, minor scarring along the left arm, an occasional twitching in the right leg, some faint scars along the left leg, minor scarring along the right hand, an occasional twitching in the left hand, minor scarring along the chest area, an occasional twitching in the abdomen, minor scarring along the back, an occasional twitching in the left eye.

She is holding a flagon of Glythtide's Favor in her right hand.
She is wearing a black steel tower shield accented by a silvery-white metal inlay of the Empath's Guild crest, a chain hauberk, a russet red bag, some gauntlets, a scarlet leather hood edged with layers of gold-beaded raven feathers, a narrow cambrinth armband wrapped with a carved garland of healing herbs, a strapless black silk corset trimmed with a flirty jade fringe, a soft scarlet leather garter with tiny gold buckles, an elegant hairnet made from platinum wires interspaced with cambrinth flecks, a polished gold ring inlaid in diamonds with the crest of the Empaths' Guild, a black velvet reticule, an embroidered ivory silk blouse, a filmy skirt of black gauze over crimson silk set along the hem with tiny beaten gold disks, a pearl grey feathered cloak adorned with rubies and moonstones, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a platinum raven clasping a large sparkling diamond suspended from a twisted gold chain, a witch ball, a burnished russet pack elaborately embroidered with an expansive field of jadice flowers, a black-leucro harness, a yak hair gem pouch embroidered with a ruby-eyed black raven, a dark silver spellbook case inset with a circle of milky blue moonstone and a sparkling silver hip-belt of feline pawprints linked by tiny jade healing herbs.



Miriah Kinefleime of Zoluren, a Human.
She has sparkling ale-brown eyes and dimples. Her amber-streaked golden brown hair is long and wavy, and is worn loose. She has fair skin.
She is young for a Human.

She has faint scuffing to the chest.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing an exquisitely woven white silk rose with an emerald green stem twined around a platinum seven-pointed star, a sleek composite bow with a tiny skull dangling from one end, a black satin gem pouch with a blued-steel raven clasp, a fierce chakrel wolverine amulet hung from a strip of braided leather, a gold jadeite gwethdesuan, a copper kyanite gwethdesuan, a heart-shaped golden locket, a colorful traveler's rucksack draped with long silk ribbons, a vivid gold-shot scarlet silk bustier with taut black laces, a double-wrapped leather sword belt tooled with wandering rose vines, some deep amethyst suede leggings with a silver-buckled black belt, some fitted shadowy black sandals with detailed straps and a black ironwood buckler.



Footpad Mullenko Elneei of Ilithi, a Halfling.
He has black eyes. His black hair is short and straight, and is worn in a simple, loose style. He has fair skin.
He is a tartsnatcher for a Halfling.
He has a short scruffy mustache on his upper lip and a short rough beard.
He has a tattoo of a scrawny yak sitting atop a flustered and squashed trader on his arm.

He has faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the back, faint scuffing to the right eye.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a lantholite gwethdesuan, a night-black Kaith Kirm button, some frayed linen pants, a patched linen shirt, a brushed silver locket, some tattered linen robes, a fang-tipped flint earring, a platinum nose ring, a darkened metal lockpick case, a fuzzy gem pouch, a light crossbow, a light crossbow, a Nisha short bow and a misty grey backpack.



Mykk Dalys, a Halfling.
He has blue eyes. His black hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin.
He is a daydreamer for a Halfling.
He has a long, neatly trimmed goatee.

He has faint scuffing to the right arm, cuts and bruises about the chest area.

He is wearing a red-oaken keg carved into the shape of a sleeping dragon, a double-wrapped leather sword belt tooled with wandering rose vines, some hunting leathers, a purple tapestry satchel embroidered with a gilded taffelberry branch -- the emblem of the Arthe Dale Trader's Guild, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a kyanite gwethdesuan and a curved drop-trigger crossbow.



Myrrus Latharkas, a Human Bard.
He has grey eyes. His red hair is short and fine, and is worn in a tousled, finger-combed style. He has fair skin.
He is young for a Human.
He has some light stubble on his face.

He has faint scuffing to the right leg.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing some mail gloves, an embossed close helmet, a grey oilcloth long pouch, an amber glass lute-shaped band, a full-sleeved chamois shirt, some faded pants, a white homespun cloak, some ash-gray buckskin boots, a tailored silk vest, a fine iron chain, a small sack, a carved grey pick, a grey medium oilcloth case, some articulated greaves, an embossed greatsword sheath, some half plate, a silver grey journey pack and an oval shield.



Nimy De'Shing, a Kaldar.
She has crystal green eyes. Her auburn hair is long and curly, and is worn loose. She has tanned skin.
She is young for a Kaldar.

She has cuts and bruises about the left arm, faint scuffing to the left leg, faint scuffing to the chest, some faint scars along the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen, faint scuffing to the left eye.

She is wearing a Kaith Kirm button, a sturdy black backpack, a tiny canvas balloon pin, a Gorbesh catapult basket, some chain greaves, a chain shirt, a studded greatsword harness, a small golden signet ring inset with ruby flecks, a wide dwarven mining belt of sturdy worn leather and a target shield.



Niteshiver Vodou of Elanthia, a Human Bard.
He has jade eyes. His black hair is shoulder length and curly, and is worn loose. He has dark skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a cut silver friendship ring, a dark silk cloak embroidered with a jade green dragon set with ruby eyes, an anklet made of interlocked black opal scorpions, a jade anklet, a black shield emblazoned in silver with a rearing dragon, some fine black cotton trousers with silver filigree along the seams, a tailored black silk shirt with silver cufflinks, a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps, a monogrammed leather weapons harness, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a carved jade bracelet, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a supple leather belt buckled with a stylized dragon's head, some black riding boots with silver spurs, a silver herb pouch, a polished silver signet ring set with a rich sapphire cabochon, a carved bone bead strung on some twine, a carved aqua pick, a crystal charm hung from a fine silver chain, a jade stickpin, a black opal nose-stud, a Bardic Spirit Knot ear-stud, a fang-tipped bone torque, a worn leather arm sheath tooled with the image of a cobra wrapped around a sword, a silver flute case labeled "samatak", a light cinnamon quiver, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a tobacco pouch, a glass guava trinket, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a lapis lazuli guava bauble and an Elothean silverwillow crossbow.



Parasarm Griffahad of Elanthia, a Gor'Tog Paladin.

You cannot make out his features with the clothing he is wearing.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a weapons halter, a platinum-hued armor pack shot through with narrow strands of steelsilk, a midnight black woolen Gor'Tog battle cloak, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan and a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan.



Squire Poetus Delago of Therengia, a Human Paladin.
He has brown eyes. His auburn hair is short and thick, and is worn parted on the side. He has copper skin.
He is young for a Human.
He is clean shaven.

He has faint scuffing to the left arm.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a beribboned silvery silk pouch in his left hand.
He is wearing a hook and string, an oval shield, some field plate armor, a sturdy red backpack simply embroidered with a Paladin crest pattern in gold-colored thread, a brushed silver locket, an embossed greatsword sheath, a gold badge etched with the words "I love Thieves.", some riding boots, a wooden Bard trinket, some darned dark blue socks, a blue diamond engagement ring, an ebon-hued pouch sloppily embroidered with a phoenix pattern in gold-colored thread, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a carved wooden ring shaped like a roaring lion, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Paladin Guild, a hip pouch, a fine silver chain, a wide leather Therengian war belt riveted with decorative pewter plates, a leather sheath, a moss green satin shirt, some faded pants, a blue small case, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a copper jadeite gwethdesuan, a green gem pouch and a tasseled leather waterskin.



Rhorgul Clanshield of M'Riss, a Rakash.
Only his luminous eyes are visible behind a visor forged as a snarling lupine muzzle with lips curled back to display polished ivory fangs.
He has a tattoo of a sharply bent triskele, rendered in abstract angles and bold lines of blue and black, resting exactly in the center of a hypnotic spiral on his right palm.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a mottled grey ceramic bottle of coffee in his right hand.
He is wearing a twisted iron ring bearing the crest of the Rissan Barbarian Guild, a supple leather bandwa hand-tooled with images of fierce black wolves, a white tower shield embellished with a simple blue circle, a banded silver-plated helm draped with a white wolfskin mantle, a storm grey watered-silk shirt with an open neckline and billowing sleeves tapering to the cuff, a brushed suede satchel braced with thin rods of beveled ironwood, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, some fighting gloves of pale waxed leather inset with serrated knuckle plates, some stiff leather jack boots fixed with lacquered ironwood toecaps, a set of full leather armor reinforced with ironwood bark, a hammered silver gorget, a braided silk and leather combat harness fitted with thick silvered rings, a dark alpaca wool kilt with a slanted line of chiseled silver buckling from waist to hem, an awgravet ava and a fierce chakrel wolverine amulet hung from a strip of braided leather.



Herald Roboson Cateater, a Human.

You cannot make out his features with the clothing he is wearing.
He has a tattoo of a roaring lion with its claws seeming to rip through the skin on his arm.
He is in good shape.

He is holding some Arthe Hollow grog in his right hand.
He is wearing a dashing black fedora with an engraved silver band, some blued mail gauntlets, a tall pewter tankard labeled "My Chalice", a fine chain hauberk painted with multi-colored diamonds, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a scorched black leather longcoat, a crimson leather hip belt fastened with an onyx buckle, a brass-riveted leather travel pack embroidered with golden lutes and wandering rose vines, a greatsword sheath, a thick leather thigh quiver stitched in twine with crossed arrows, a spherical cambrinth earring with a dangling silver disk, some half-moon spectacles with azure-tinted lenses, a carved ivory pick, some dark green side-laced suede boots with copper trim, a cerulean blue swordsman's shirt with golden foliate embroidery on the cuffs, some supple sable lambskin dueling pants with golden vipers embroidered along the seams, a miniature wooden barrel, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a gold-banded lapis lazuli locket, a leather-wrapped wicker creel, a wide cambrinth wristcuff bearing the crest of the Bard guild, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a ratty salt-stained haversack, a dark cambrinth armband inset with a multitude of tiny gemstone chips, an ironwood buckler and an ebony short bow.



Elementress Rohnda Gaus, a Human Warrior Mage.
She has violet eyes. Her brunette hair is very long and curly, and is worn pulled up in an elaborate four-stranded braid. She has tanned skin.
She is in her prime for a Human.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing some mail gloves, a great helm, a platinum necklace, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild, a royal blue journey pack, an engraved gold locket, a blue leather sheath, some web earrings, some roan blue leather pants, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a royal blue thigh bag, a canvas sack, a jadeite gwethdesuan, some black riding boots, a cambrinth ring, some full chain armor, a dark blue spidersilk pouch, a hip pouch, a sapphire hairpin and an emblazoned tower shield.



Sammanthya Skywulf, a Human.
She has gold eyes. Her dark brown hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn pulled back in a ponytail. She has tanned skin.
She is young for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a whirling sword dancer with dual blades raised in fierce salute on her back.

She has faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the left leg, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the back.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, some wolfskin boots, some mail gloves, a shadowy tooled leather mask, some shadowy stalking leathers, a black silken hip pouch embroidered with a wolf's head in silver thread, a diamond and platinum locket, a carved jade dragon pin with tiny faceted ruby eyes, a beribboned silvery silk pouch, a red gold eyebrow ring, a silvery dragon-shaped ring, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Barbarian Guild, a thick platinum wedding band encircled by a row of dark amethysts, a simple cotton shirt, some jet black wolfskin pants, a black leather backpack embroidered along the flap with a scarlet dragon, a black leather sheath, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a worn leather arm sheath tooled with the image of a cobra wrapped around a sword, a dark silk cloak embroidered with a jade green dragon set with ruby eyes, a barbarian's wristlet made of cured kelpie leather and interlaced goblin bones, an alabaster brocade gem pouch embroidered with a jet-black wolf, a wolfskin harness, a necklace made up of a number of tiny rat skulls sewn onto a brilliant silver thread, a hunter's longbow with an ivory grip shaped like a wolf's head and a polished silver-white shield.



Enforcer Sarahfere Serventia of Zoluren, a Human.
She has violet eyes. Her golden hair is long and straight, and is worn tied back. She has fair skin.
She is in her prime for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a band of jackals surrounding a small girl with a huge claymore grasped firmly in her hands on her ankle.

She has tiny scratches to the neck, some faint scars along the right arm.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a crossbow crafted from fine Katamba-black wood that has been carved to suggest the shapes of long bones, a rough leather helm with a faceguard of scarred steel bars, some reinforced gloves, an azure enameled button badge depicting a mound of jewels and gold bars, a black gem pouch, an ebony lockpick case labeled "bad girl", a fine linen apron embroidered with shimmering blue dolphins, a heart-shaped pin, a leather archer's cuff with the Ranger Guild crest hand-tooled across the back, a white gold anniversary band encircled by a row of ruby hearts, a diamond wedding ring, some high-heeled boots of supple leather adorned with sparkling sapphire medallions, a monogrammed duffel bag, a black velvet backpack with a polished moonstone clasp, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a laquered scabbard trimmed in copper, a red gem pouch, a lumpy bundle and some fitted midnight black leathers studded along the chest with rubies and diamonds.



Mother Shenae Lilacae of Therengia, an Elven Cleric.
She has pointed ears and violet eyes. Her auburn hair is very long and wavy, and is worn loose. She has fair skin. She has a twining desert rose painted across the left half of her face.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of a violet-eyed dragon hovering protectively over a nest of eggs on her ankle.
A brilliant orb of rippling cerulean light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following her dilligently.

She has some faint scars along the head, some faint scars along the right leg, some faint scars along the right hand, some faint scars along the chest.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a glass of taffelberry punch in her right hand.
She is wearing a twisted cambrinth armband, a blushing lavender rose, a tiny silver desert rose with delicately ruffled petals, a black leather bullwhip, a scalloped golden chain bracelet with dangling golden bells, a slender golden ribbon, a pair of large sapphire earrings circled by tiny diamonds, a platinum engagement ring set with an amethyst surrounded by diamonds, a rose-carved coral ring, a witch ball, a dried yellow starfish, an ivory velvet hooded cloak trimmed in soft white ermine, a black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, a deep violet peddler's pack, a miniature wooden barrel, a richly trimmed black velvet devotional pouch on a silver silk cord, a white kidskin thigh bag stitched with the Cleric Guild crest in gold thread, some soft black suede boots with deep tapestry-lined cuffs, a silver and sapphire ankle-cuff, a jet-black silk garter accented with a tiny ruby heart pierced with a diamond arrow, some loose gauze pants gathered at the ankles, a triple-strand white gold hip chain linked with ray-shaped charms, a sheer ankle-length red chemise trimmed with black braid, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a silver spiral pendant hung with a deep blue star sapphire teardrop, a mist-filled crystal globe hanging from a fine gold chain, a fine silver chain dangling an elegantly-wrought brass Estate Holder's key, a snake charm, a sprig of deep amethyst lilac, a yellow silver-edged rose, a purple gem pouch, a stylish amethyst vine bloom bracelet, a cambrinth ring, a domed cambrinth ring inlaid with a sleek obsidian wolf at rest, a haversack, some dark hunting leathers, some gilded mail gauntlets, a snow white cowl and a pilgrim's badge.



Snooshie Nattypants, an Elf.

You cannot make out his features with the clothing he is wearing.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing some blackened mail gloves, a rough leather helm with a faceguard of scarred steel bars, some thick leather greaves with curved steel spikes, some thick leather vambraces with curved steel spikes, an iron-studded leather vest, a wool gem pouch, a steel-clasped grooming kit wrapped in tanned goblin skin, a large silk sack, a soldier's supply bag, a fine hooded cloak emblazoned with images from the Kaith Kirm, a thigh quiver, a tooled leather weapons harness, a starry white narcissus, a heavy leather backpack emblazoned with a togball match, an archer's brace pad made of silver-stitched pard leather, a barbarian's wristlet made of cured kelpie leather and interlaced goblin bones, a curved drop-trigger crossbow and a blackened target shield.



Troubador Solondar Wolfstooth of Aesry Surlaenis'a, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and mismatched eyes, one grey and one milky white. His grey hair is very long and wavy, and is worn arranged in an intricate Elven braid. He has tanned 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 wren perched upon a fisted gauntlet over a lute of gold on his arm.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a glass of Lethean ouisque in his right hand.
He is wearing a narrow cambrinth wristcuff crafted to resemble a curled dragon, a twisted cambrinth ring bearing the crest of the Bards' guild, a suit of fine mail, a red gem pouch, a black leather cloak trimmed in silver, an ebony thigh bag, a blood-wolf-pelt eyepatch, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a sturdy backpack, a sturdy iron-studded black leather spellbook case, a black velvet hip pouch, an engraved platinum wedding band with intertwined gold strands, a white gold nose ring, a silver eyebrow ring, a mirror-finish gold-plated Idon emblem suspended from an iron chain, a golden-brown yew Faenella emblem suspended from a delicate golden chain, some luxurious black crushed velvet pants with embroidered silver stripes, a black crushed velvet jacket with embroidered silver wrens gracing the lapels, a fitted black silk shirt with carved onyx cufflinks, some glossy black leather dress boots, a polished obsidian sheath inlaid with black diamonds, an onyx suede ankle sheath, a brass Troubador trinket, a creamy lace opal bauble carved in the shape of Bardic Guildleader Silvyrfrost, a lapis lazuli tankard bauble, a carved onyx Troubador bauble, a dark silver cloak pin inset with a glossy cerulean glass tankard, a disc-shaped silver Bardic Soul Knot pin, a circular silver Bardic Blood Knot pin inlaid with a small emerald, an etched silver medallion, a witch ball, a gilded wren earring clutching a ruby in its talons, a gold armlet set with a mosaic of the Bard guild crest, an onyx armband displaying a diamond unicorn and a ruby wren, a heavy silver armband chased with fine wren's feathers cradling a Bardic Spirit Knot, a gold and ruby earcuff, a gold neithrel band fastened with five silver chains, a charcoal grey suede instrument case buckled with a long tapestry shoulder-strap and a black locust crossbow inlaid with mother-of-pearl.



Shadow Strider Acclaim of Elanthia, a Human.

You cannot make out his features with the clothing he is wearing.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a shapeless black leather rune pouch, a snake charm, a blackened steel locket, some shadowy black slouched leather traveling boots set with steel-plated toes, a bronze Trailblazer badge, a darkened metal lockpick case, a burnished silver necklace set with a flawless night-blue sapphire in the center, a black leather thigh quiver, a strand of blue-black hair twisted into a delicate ring, a well-worn pair of fitted midnight-black leather pants stitched with spidersilk thread, an exquisite darkened silver pinky ring inset with a translucent marquise-cut black diamond, a platinum eyebrow ring, a black spidersilk weapons harness clasped with a burnished gold star, a deep black hooded cloak with a polished silver panther clasp, a black leather ankle sheath, a black leather wrist sheath, a black leather rucksack, some black hunting leathers, a Nisha short bow and a black locust crossbow inlaid with mother-of-pearl.



Novice Tacelyn Mereshade, an Elven Empath.
She has pointed ears and ale-brown eyes. Her auburn hair is long and wavy, and is worn loosely piled atop her head. She has fair skin.
She is young for an Elf.

She has faint scuffing to the head, some faint scars along the right arm, some faint scars along the left arm, some faint scars along the right leg, 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, faint scuffing to the abdomen, faint scuffing to the back, faint scuffing to the left eye, some minor twitching.

She is wearing a boobrie feather hairpin, an embossed close helmet, a silk-lined bodice purse, a domed cambrinth ring inlaid with a sleek obsidian wolf at rest, a beautiful white rose necklace, a wooden Elf trinket, a cat made out of rough ivory seashells, a white frilled skirt, a pristine white silk rosette the color of an unshadowed snowfield, some black silk stockings, some pure white leathers, a battered leather pack, a golden suede haversack and a cambrinth ring.



Wayfarer Tammaril Rdyn of Zoluren, a Human Ranger.
He has grey eyes. His black hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn tied back. He has tanned skin.
He is young for a Human.
He has a thin sparse mustache on his upper lip and a thin patchy beard.

He has cuts and bruises about the neck, faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, some faint scars along the right leg, faint scuffing to the left leg, faint scuffing to the chest, minor scarring along the chest area.

He is wearing a lumpy bundle, a pine longbow, a perfect black-leucro mask, some midnight black gloves, some smoke grey kidskin leathers, a domed cambrinth ring inlaid with a sleek obsidian wolf at rest, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a blood red leather greatcloak embroidered with hundreds of swarming golden locusts, an embossed quiver, a faded green leather armband edged in silver, some riding boots, a la'tami-hide pouch, some deep ebony wolfskin pants, a red leather sheath and a sturdy tan backpack.



Trailmaster Tsarenzi Muinoskyl of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur Ranger.
She has slitted crystal green eyes, golden scales and a slender tail.
She is in her prime for a S'Kra Mur.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a white gold eyebrow ring, a maple longbow, some pure white leathers, a shimmering forest green cloak, a flame red spidersilk dress displaying two mighty dragons engaged in aerial combat, a smuggler's black leather moneybelt, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a pristine white silk rosette the color of an unshadowed snowfield, a slender leather wristband studded with miniature brass sleigh bells, a sturdy bronze pin in the shape of a musical note, a wolf pin, an emerald pin with a sleeping dragon curled protectively around the Rangers Guild crest, a silver pin shaped like a musical note, a cloak pin in the shape of a tiny gerbil holding an unfurled purple flag, a gold pin in the shape of a musical note, a golden emerald-inlaid pin in the shape of a musical note, a small pin etched with a wolf and raccoon, a polished golden apple pin, an amber pin in the shape of a musical note, a tiny gold jester's scepter pin, a tiny telescope pin, a silver pin in the shape of a wing, an ice-white leather pack edged with silken tassels, a deep black pouch sewn with many useful pockets and tiny sheaths embroidered with a raging dragon in Elven silk, a forest green hip pouch trimmed with gold embroidery along the edges and clasped with a trio of tart shaped buttons, a vivid green satin rosette, a silken jade sash with platinum lining, a delicate brushed gold armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a dark leather tail sheath, a gold leather carving case secured with a spherical jade clasp, an emerald ring with a sleeping dragon curled protectively around the Rangers Guild crest, a delicate gold rose ring, a cambrinth ring with a black ironwood setting shaped like a dragon, an ebony ring carved with the Ranger's guild crest, a platinum caravan wheel charm, a banded acanth quarterstaff, a silver dragon head amulet with emerald green eyes that seem to blink sleepily, a leather belt quiver with the Ranger Guild crest intricately tooled across the front, a long black gamantang embroidered in dark grey thread with a labyrinth pattern, a jade green foraging apron, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a silver wire dragon earring that curves in a gentle arc, a shiny gold star, a small conch shell, a platinum badge trimmed with a small cluster of iridescent ribbons, a sleek platinum sword-shaped badge inscribed with the words "Remember, the sharp end goes out", a bright orange and gold ironwood leaf, a grass-green flaxen anklet, a smoky topaz S'Kra Mur bauble, a small leather badge with a gold medallion, some home-made buckskin moccasins, a platinum medallion with a braided platinum chain, a silver tailband engraved with mystic sigils, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a simple jet black harness traced faintly with something in dark ink, an iridescent rowan Tree of Knowledge medal, a pewter tree-etched earcuff, a jade dragon anklet, a tiny gold Tart pin sparkling with ruby chips, a deep green leather mask decorated with tiny feathers, some reinforced hide gloves and a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan.



Tsaru Chovexani, an Elf.
She has pouting lips, pointed ears and sparkling dark eyes. Her honey-streaked auburn hair is very long and wavy, and is worn untamed. She has fair skin and a lithe figure. A blood red ruby with a cat's eye flaw in the center is positioned between her eyes, casting a fiery red glow against her skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of an ancient winter-bare tree spreading stark branches across the cold face of Xibar on her back.

She has faint scuffing to the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, faint scuffing to the left leg, tiny scratches to the left hand, tiny scratches to the chest, faint scuffing to the back.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a ghostly pale diadem of willow adorned with dead foliage and black primroses, a fragile mirrored talisman engraved with the sigil of Tezirah, a khor'vela mahil, a diaphanous nightsilk shroud veiled in whorls of dark gossamer, an aged cambrinth armband etched deeply with obscure Ilithic script, a filmy shift of pale nightsilk that hangs in long wispy tendrils, a luminous evening primrose, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a beveled turpeer, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a dark spidersilk bundle, a dead ghostflower, a shadowy nightsilk wrist sheath, a silver Elven filigree bracelet, a dark whorled albredine ring, an antiqued platinum promise band inset with glittering crystal prisms, some black and grey-brindled leathers, a dark gem pouch, a witch ball, an intricately carved dark leather thighband inlaid with pale silver Elven tears, a delicate crystal anklet and a single iron shackle with broken chain attached.



Useff Budna, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and mismatched eyes, one gold and one hazel. His brunette hair is long and fine, and is worn tied back. He has dark skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.

He is holding some Burdock's ale in his right hand.
He is wearing a lumpy bundle, some dark leathers painted with a red and silver device, a black velvet gem pouch with a jade dragon clasp, some ankle-high Elven stalking boots, a white gold eyebrow ring, a monogrammed leather weapons harness, a friendship ring formed from linked silver knots, a polished silver signet ring set with a rich sapphire cabochon, a cerulean blue libation caddy with an embroidered flap, a supple leather belt buckled with a stylized dragon's head, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a gold neithrel band fastened with five silver chains, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a Bardic Soul Knot ear-stud, a platinum dragon head amulet with emerald green eyes that seem to blink sleepily, a lockpick case with a detailed painting of the western mountains, a witch ball, a travel-worn black leather backpack that has "Will Play For Stout" embedded along the top flap in silver inlay and a black locust crossbow inlaid with mother-of-pearl.



Friar Vladim Grekoyl of Zoluren, a Human.
He has violet eyes. His golden brown hair is shoulder length and fine, and is worn loose. He has copper skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He has a thin sparse mustache on his upper lip and a thin patchy beard.
He has a tattoo of an iron rose with razor-toothed leaves on his face.
He is in good shape.

He is holding an Adan'f armbone pestle in his left hand.
He is wearing a lumpy bundle, some superb crocodile-skin gloves, a boar-crested brightwork conical helm with a darkened chain camail, a pilgrim's badge, a gold badge etched with the words "I love Paladins.", some scarred leather boots splattered with bloodstains, a brushed chainmail robe, a sprig of mistletoe, a traveler's rucksack, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a twisted cambrinth armband, a twisted cambrinth armband, a road-worn traveler's cloak, a deeply cowled monk's robe, a belted leather baldric embroidered with the image of a wild boar playfully wrestling a tabby cat, a blue spidersilk pouch trimmed with magpie feathers, a cambrinth neckband wrapped with leather strips burned with charging boars, some brushed golden shin-guards, a dark cambrinth ring forged to resemble a raven in flight, a bloodstained apron, a wolverine-stamped cambrinth medallion attached to a leather headband, a polished cambrinth wristcuff carved to resemble a rat, a dangling silver skull earring set with brilliant ruby eyes, a red hawk feather set in a gold clasp with trailing bronze strands, an apricot Insanity rose, a linen tunic emblazoned with a charging war mammoth, a black leather bullwhip, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a rough canvas gem pouch embroidered with a bloodgem-eyed wild boar, a silver thigh pouch, a diminutive cambrinth gittern, a polished bronze ring inset with a carved rosewood wren of Faenella nestled amidst a cluster of tiny emerald leaves, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a pale silver prayer bead chain, a balanced light crossbow, some rich brown lambskin fencing pants with ornate gold buttons, a gleaming albredine ring, a curling gold engagement ring crafted to resemble a lithe serpent, a dark silver cloak pin inset with a glossy cerulean glass tankard and a tarnished silver whiskey flask.



Savage Vrougelka Ek'Kor, a Dwarven Barbarian.
She has milky white eyes. Her dark brown hair is very long and wavy, and is worn untamed. She has tanned skin.
She is young for a Dwarf.
She has a long, narrow braided mustache that droops to either side of the mouth on her upper lip and a narrow beard twisted into a long braid.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a warm red wool sweater, some deep crimson leathers, a glass hog trinket, a pine longbow, a sturdy backpack, a large sack, some ebon-hued breeches, some moldy boots and a halberd.



Warrior Poet Xanzie Nikatime of Elanthia, an Elven Bard.
She has pointed ears and crystal green eyes. Her platinum hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has fair skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a flagon of honey mead in her right hand.
She is wearing a slender silver knotwork band, a scalloped golden chain anklet with dangling golden acorns, a fuzzy gem pouch, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a heart-shaped golden locket, a shimmering midnight black shawl, a platinum engagement ring set with a brilliant diamond rose, a lacey choker tatted from ebony silken threads fastened in place by a Bardic Spirit Knot, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a spiral silver neithrel band set with small fire opals, a black spidersilk backpack, a black suede garter with narrow silver buckles, some onyx worry beads carved to resemble curled panthers, a night-black skirt woven from fine gossamer accented with gold beads, a dark leather bodice cinched with silver cord dangling at the ends with dark crystal beads, some black silk stockings and some thin leather-strapped sandals threaded with tiny carved beads.



Scout Yaleal Solla of Elanthia, a Kaldaran Ranger.
He has grey eyes. He has cropped black hair and tanned skin.
He is young for a Kaldar.
He has a short thick mustache on his upper lip and a short shaggy beard.

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

He is holding a large branch in his right hand.
He is wearing a pine short bow, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, some frayed deerskin shoes, an embossed quiver, a sturdy backpack, a leather sheath, some embossed leather bracers, some leather greaves, a leather reinforced aventail, an herb pouch, a leather reinforced helm, a red gem pouch, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a front-laced leather tunic and a lumpy bundle.



Sir Zeroe Drakoni of Elanthia, a Rakash Paladin.
He has crystal green eyes. His golden brown hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn arranged in oiled spikes. He has pale skin.
He is young for a Rakash.
He has some light stubble on his face.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing some blackened steel plate with spikes protruding from brass shoulder guards, a midnight-blue damask odaj, a dark green leather thigh pouch branded with a stylized dragon, a halberd, a platinum-hued armor pack shot through with narrow strands of steelsilk, some soft midnight blue cotton pants with silver embroidery along the seams, a scaled poloh'izh hide belt, some tattered black robes, a pair of calf-high adan'f scale boots with bronzed rowel spurs, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Paladin Guild, a black silken hip pouch embroidered with a wolf's head in silver thread, a shield-shaped badge of finely crafted silver, a cambrinth ring, a twisted cambrinth armband, a living shroud of seaweed strands, a roan blue snakeskin pouch, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a fire agate arzumos bauble, a bejeweled steel-reinforced gem pouch, some steel-rimmed spectacles, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a peacock blue sheath, a blackened steel spiked helm embossed in bronze, some blackened steel gauntlets with spiked knuckles, a black shield emblazoned in silver with a rearing dragon and a S'lai short bow.



Tenderfoot Zethlare Entwish, a Human Ranger.
He has jade eyes. His black hair is shoulder length and fine, and is worn in a simple, loose style. He has black skin.
He is fairly young for a Human.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a leather cuirbouilli coat, a tight bundle, a spruce longbow, some leather greaves, a dark leather mask, a desert shroud, a bright orange albredine ring, a sturdy backpack, an herb pouch, a leather sheath and some leather gloves.

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