Xaphira in Concert, 11/24/2001, Daerlynn’s Concert Series, Arthe Hollow Inn

As transcribed by Mykk Dalys

It has been 367 years, 29 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 1st month of Akroeg the Ram in the year of the Amber Phoenix.
It is currently winter and it is dawn.
You have a feeling it's near the Anlas of Hodierna's Blessing.

The sky is a sharp, clear blue.

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

Guest List

Dancer Xaphira Vonara of Zoluren, an Elothean Bard

Drifter Ahmir Nam'al of Elanthia, a Prydaen
Biddleby Diddlebyre, a Halfling Cleric
Teamster Caidrin du'Kirchdraut of Elanthia, a Gnome Trader
Spell Slinger Caitilin Lyanessa of Zoluren, an Elf
Sentinel Candidus Custos of Zoluren, a Human Paladin
Shadow Cavryn Theiler of Therengia, an Elf
Battle Empath Challeirra McBrynne, an Elothean Empath
Daergoth Kinthsari of Elanthia, a Prydaen
Daerlynn Soulmyste of Elanthia, a Human Bard
Distress Rae'li'Delphi, a Halfling Moon Mage
Shadow Contact Drizzts BlackScales, a S'Kra Mur
Storyteller Eveline Vancy, a Kaldaran Bard
Fonkin Stumblestick, a Gnome Barbarian
Poet Heston Falconsong, an Elothean
Feral Itharl Huntsilver of Zoluren, an Elf
Mercenary Jamiriquire sinkro of Elanthia, a Halfling Barbarian
Drifter Kardlo Brownfeather, a Halfling Ranger
Wordsmith Khestryl Nesbitt of Elanthia, an Elven Bard
Ktana Grimmsword, a Human Bard
Sister Kyndarra Soulsavor, an Elothean Cleric
Jester Lethargy Silkyfingers of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur Bard
Sentinel Lluna Solarchild of Therengia, a Human
Bard Llywelfynn MacNaill, an Elf
Mazrian Daemondred, an Elf
Novice Melwyn Wizefyre, an Elothean
Wanderer Mrrar Aibyouka of Elanthia, a Prydaen Ranger
Mykk Dalys of Elanthia, a Halfling
Phelom La'Kurushimerur, an Elven Moon Mage
Squire Renthist Sethen of Elanthia, a Kaldaran Paladin
Riiven Owlmancer of Elanthia, a Prydaen Ranger
Reveler Sammkit Starrclaw, a Prydaen Bard
Seldaren Adref, an Elothean
Serienna Alypsen, an Elothean Bard
Fortuneteller Seyjan Turquen of the Gypsies, an Elf
Wanderer Solarri Corrmack of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur
Recluse Thorull Shadowfed of Elanthia, a Human
Thyric De'Shadow, a S'Kra Mur
Tinin querida of Elanthia, a Human Warrior Mage
Wartug Zurell, a Gor'Tog

Set List

A Child of Fate
What You Taught Me
"the Pookie song"
"true freedom"
Forbidden Love
On Any Other Day
"loss of our innocence"
"paradise"
"Starfall
"bring on the men"
"loss of our innocence"

Concert

Daerlynn exclaims, "I want to thank everyone for coming!"

Daerlynn exclaims, "This is our seventeenth concert in this series!"

Daerlynn wobbles, looking a bit faint.

Daerlynn says, "Tonight, we have our first repeat performer... "

Daerlynn exclaims, "She graciously accepted this date, knowing that it could be a rough one..!"

Daerlynn grins at Xaphira.
Xaphira grins.

Daerlynn exclaims, "Remember, if anyone wants to perform... let me know... I am currently booked for... the next six or seven concerts... so you will have plenty of time to prepare!"

Daerlynn says, "So, without me rambling any longer, since you didn't come here to listen to me..."

Daerlynn says, "Let me introduce a wonderful Bard that I am also honored to call a friend..."

Daerlynn yells, "Xaphira!!!"

Xaphira blushes a bright red color.
Xaphira grins.
Xaphira just gave a young raccoon a silver nose ring to hold.
Jamiriquire inhales the smoke from his burning cigar deeply.
Xaphira giggles.

Xaphira says, "Well..."

Xaphira says, "Thank you all for coming."

Xaphira says, "All I ask is that you listen while I'm singing."

Xaphira coughs.
Xaphira inhales a great swallow of air.

Xaphira says, "Guess we'll get right into it."



Xaphira says, "This first song, I wrote on commission, for a friend."

Xaphira says, "And I've not performed it publicly before, but...I want to do it once for tonight."
Xaphira clears her throat.

Xaphira recites:

"This is the story of the journey of one lost.."A Child of Fate""

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "My elven mother bore me alone, in grief
     My human father ne'er acknowledged me
     She fell of heartbreak, death her relief
          And the child of fate would I be."

Xaphira darkly sings in a soprano voice:

    "The gods never have smiled for me
     In darkest paths has my way always been
     So never to them will I cry or plead
          And the child of fate will I be."

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "To Crossing I came to find a home
     Left to wander the streets alone
     Depression and hunger left me skin o'er bones
          And the child of fate would I be."

Xaphira darkly sings in a soprano voice:

    "The gods never have smiled for me
     In darkest paths has my way always been
     So never to them will I cry or plead
          And the child of fate will I be."

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "Ulthma found me and took me in
     Teaching me well of shadowy things
     A way to survive by coin I'd obtain
          And the child of fate would I be."

Xaphira darkly sings in a soprano voice:

    "The gods never have smiled for me
     In darkest paths has my way always been
     So never to them will I cry or plead
          And the child of fate will I be."

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "But pockets don't easily lend respite
     To hunger and cold when winter's winds bite
     So for coin did I lend brief pleasure in the night
          And the child of fate would I be."

Xaphira darkly sings in a soprano voice:

    "The gods never have smiled for me
     In darkest paths has my way always been
     So never to them will I cry or plead
          And the child of fate will I be.
      
               The child of fate will I be."

Xaphira bows.
Xaphira says, "Thank you, very kindly."



Xaphira asks, "Now...shall we stay dark for a bit?"

Xaphira says, "This next song is Heston's favorite."

Xaphira says, "So I must do it."
Xaphira grins at Heston.

Xaphira recites:

"Every experience teaches something...especially where one's heart is concerned. This is entitled "What You Taught Me.""

Xaphira kneels by a circle of candles in a darkened room. She slowly looks up with a cold, distant gaze.

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "You taught me so much that you'll never see
     How I can freeze even in summer's heat
     How to be alone when in someone's arms
     How to wall myself in from any harm."

Xaphira looks down, as if briefly pained, but the emotion quickly disappears from her face. She turns towards the circle of candles, as if performing a ritual.

Xaphira chants in a soprano voice:

    "Winter's chill wind sweeps o'er the land
     Darkness invades the place where I stand
     I open my arms to invite it in
     To a place where love and light had once been."

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "Everywhere I go there are shadows of you
     All that I see, all I hear, all I do
     Your voice in the wind and your scent in my bed
     Your stares in cold stars and your threats in my head."

Xaphira helplessly sings in a soprano voice:

    "I can't say when or where the change came
     But the man I once loved is no longer the same
     I became used to the suspicion and pain
     The sunlight irreversably turned into rain."

Xaphira gazes up pleadingly, flinching from something unseen, before again facing the circle.

Xaphira chants in a soprano voice:

    "Winter's chill wind sweeps o'er the land
     Darkness invades the place where I stand
     I open my arms to invite it in
     To a place where love and light had once been."

Xaphira falls to her knees and draws a slender dagger. When she again looks up, her eyes have changed somehow, and she seems to be in a trance.

Xaphira chants in a soprano voice:

    "Winter's chill wind sweeps o'er the land
     Darkness invades the place where I stand
     I open my arms to invite it in
     To a place where love and light had once been."

Xaphira slowly stands, gripping her dagger, her eyes flashing with a dark light, and gazes coldly at the door, as if waiting, as the last notes of the song echo around you.
Xaphira slowly empties her lungs.



Xaphira smiles.
Xaphira says, "My thanks again."
Xaphira asks, "Now..how about something lighter?"

Xaphira says, "This one was written after a long passage on the Lybadel, during which I had the good fortune to have the company of a young magess named Samathia."
Xaphira grins.

Xaphira recites:

"I will now sing a song I wrote...a song of valor, of swordplay, of pirates, and...well...you'll see. Written as suggested by Samathia."

Xaphira grins.

(Xaphira begins to play a gentle rhythm on her castanets, imitating the rhythm of the waters.)

Xaphira calmly sings in a soprano voice:

    "She stood on the deck, a wary eye on the ocean.
     The mangonels were loaded and ready to fire
     The waters were calm, and the islands, inviting,
     And Lybadel's soft rocking soon made her tire,
          And Lybadel's soft rocking soon made her tire."

Xaphira tiredly says, "Her eyelids drooped..."

(Xaphira closes her eyes and sinks almost to her knees, rocking with the rhythm of the waves.)

Xaphira excitedly sings in a soprano voice:

    "A red sailed schooner appeared on the horizon!
     The Lybadel set a course to engage!
     Her captain barked orders as the sleek ships grappled,
     And pirates boarded Lybadel, their eyes filled with rage,
          The pirates boarded Lybadel, their eyes filled with rage."

Xaphira slowly asks, "But what is this?"

(Xaphira mimics a pirate searching the decks, the castanets' rhythm becoming more agitiated.)

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "The pirates puzzled as they searched the decks-
     Not a soul was found for the ship's defense!
     The captain glared from his deck, but nothing more threat'ning,
     And what?  A sleeping lady mage on the main deck.
          And yes, a sleeping lady mage on the main deck."

Xaphira nervously asks, "What will they do?"

(Xaphira gazes lustily at an imaginary figure on the floor, sneaking up on it.)

Xaphira darkly sings in a soprano voice:

    "They engaged quietly (the cowards!), wanting an easy mark.
     She slept soundly  as they crept forward.
     They saw movement-and paused-from something in her cloak...
     There arose a bear doll facing them with a toy sword!
          There arose her "Pookie", facing them with a toy sword."

Xaphira helplessly asks, "What can it do?"

(Xaphira winks at you and plays faster, racing into the chorus at last.)

Xaphira emphatically sings in a soprano voice:

    "When Pookie attacks, boys, beware!  You'll ne'er again see light of day!
     When Pookie attacks, he doesn't stop, until he's finally won the fray!
      
     So my friends, back off the slumb'ring mage
        Or you'll quickly learn the price you pay
           When Pookie attacks!"

(Xaphira resumes the rhythm of the verses, smiling mischievously.)

Xaphira says, "Here comes the attack..."

Xaphira excitedly sings in a soprano voice:

    "They laughed at the bear standing with his little sword raised,
     But they stopped when it parried their bold attacks.
     Roaring, they slashed at it, but the bear stood his ground,
     Fighting in defense of his master as he stood at her back,
          Bravely defending his master as he stood at her back."

Xaphira asks, "Who would have guessed?"

(Xaphira mimics a startled pirate, finding himself wounded.)
Xaphira flails her arms about.

Xaphira emphatically sings in a soprano voice:

    "He jabbed with his tiny blade and drew hot pirate blood!
     They howled as his sword hit again and again!
     "Retreat!" rang the cry as their comrades fell right and left,
     And the schooner broke away as began to fall a light rain,
          Yes, the schooner limped away as began to fall a light rain."

Xaphira enigmatically says, "They won't get far..."

(Xaphira winks and speeds up the rhythm again.)

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "Arose the sleeping lady mage and saw the blood-red sails,
     She murmured words of pow'r and faced the fleeing ship.
     The lightning struck their main mast, which crashed onto the deck,
     And the schooner listed 'til finally beneath the waves she slipped,
          The damaged schooner listed 'til finally beneath the waves she slipped."

Xaphira calmly says, "She saw her bear..."

(Xaphira turns, acting as the mage, and smiles at the bear.)

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "Nice work, my dear," she said with a hug, and into her cloak tucked him."

Xaphira smiles and spins into the chorus.

Xaphira emphatically sings in a soprano voice:

    "When Pookie attacks, boys, beware!  You'll ne'er again see light of day!
     When Pookie attacks, he doesn't stop, until he's finally won the fray!
      
     So my friends, back off the slumb'ring mage
        Or you'll quickly learn the price you pay
           When Pookie attacks!"

Xaphira smiles and finishes with a flourish on her castanets, bowing.
Xaphira grins.
Xaphira blushes a bright red color.
Xaphira puts her castanets in her silk long pouch.
Xaphira blushes a bright red color.



Xaphira opens her medium silk case.
Xaphira gets an inlaid silverwillow psaltery from inside her medium silk case.
Xaphira rubs an inlaid silverwillow psaltery.

Xaphira says, "Now, one can only take so much singing in a row...so I thought we'd have a story now."

Xaphira says, "One I rarely perform."

Melwyn asks, "Does it involve stuffed animals m'lady?"
Xaphira says, "Nae, no stuffed animals."
Xaphira grins at Melwyn.

Xaphira recites:

"This is a story written of true freedom...it takes place in a tavern, where you see a young woman..."

(Xaphira takes a deep breath, gazing out a window, before turning her attention to you, leaning in closely.)

Xaphira recites:

"You say you've not seen me much around here anymore? Aye, I've...found something that keeps me away...I'll tell you about it, if you like."

(Xaphira gazes over her wine glass, searching your face, then smiling softly.)

Xaphira recites:

"It must have been the glimmer in the trees...it caught my eye. And I swore I saw movements, and heard this strange, but beautiful, tinkling sound. Now, I've never been one to stray from the safety of the trade routes, but...well, you understand, I'm sure...I had to see this."

Xaphira smiles in wonder at the recollection of the events.

Xaphira recites:

"I heard delicate laughter, like the sound of tiny bells chiming.

"Play for us," a voice said.

You can imagine my reaction...I looked everywhere, but there was nobody to be found. I felt light, dizzy, but I got my psaltery out of my case.

"Surely you cannot play with that armor on," the voice said."

Xaphira smiles slowly, nodding, as if remembering something forgotten.

Xaphira recites:

"And of course, I couldn't. The chain was heavier than I was used to, it felt awkward to even hold my instrument. So I removed my balaclava, my gauntlets, and my chain mail, leaving them beside me, in case I needed them quickly. And then...well, I suppose I was not often accustomed to the feel of the cool night air without armor weighing me down. I started to play, feeling more light and alive than I remember ever feeling."

(Xaphira pauses, gazing off again before returning her attention to you.)

Xaphira recites:

"I played as I had never played before...sang as I never had...little lights surrounded me, whirling and flitting in time to my song. It felt so dreamlike..."

Xaphira recites:

""Dance with us," the voice said again, echoing around me. I tried a few steps, but felt my balance thrown slightly off.

"Surely you cannot dance carrying all those weapons!"

Of course, they were right again...my scabbard, crossbow and quiver made my actions awkward. I was used to fighting, not dancing, with them. So I removed them, laying them down with my armor, and danced...

I suppose I had never danced without at least one blade on...I felt so light..."

Xaphira sighs.

Xaphira recites:

"I spun, I laughed, sang, and played, and the lights..they had shimmery little wings, I could now see...spun and laughed that soft, musical tinkling laughter..."

Xaphira recites:

""Fly with us!"

"I am but an Elothean," I replied, "I cannot fly."

"Surely not, with that burden!""

(Xaphira pauses again, gazing at you.)

Xaphira recites:

"By now, I was enchanted by them...they made me feel so light...I removed my backpack, pouches, cases, all that I carried with me, laying them down by my weapons. I felt giddy...I breathed deeper, leapt higher in my dance...I had never felt what it was to carry nothing with you. I laughed again, and felt my feet leave the ground. I remember glimpsing something...for a moment...but followed their bell-like laughter, joining with them in an aerial dance, spiraling upwards..."

Xaphira smiles hauntingly at you, transifixing and holding you with her eyes, and slowly continues.

Xaphira recites:

"I have heard it said that a passing trader who once knew me found my body there the next morning, surrounded by my armor, weapons, belongings. What he must have thought of someone laying down all that protected them so close to areas where reavers roamed, I'll never know. He did find it odd, though, that among several valuable things he knew I owned, the only thing missing was my psaltery..."

Xaphira recites:

"I shouldn't expect him to understand, though. Nobody travels this life without armor to shield them from all harm, weapons to attack, burdens to bear...

But without these, my friend, you can sing, you can dance, and you can fly.

And I still fly..."

Xaphira recites:

"The woman smiles mysteriously, stands, and walks towards the door, carrying her psaltery. She vanishes--in her place a tiny light...and the sound of tinkling laughter, like tiny bells..."

Xaphira bows.
Xaphira blushes a bright red color.
Xaphira puts her psaltery in her medium silk case.



Xaphira says, "The next piece, in fact, is a combination of story and song."

Xaphira says, "I performed it at Glythtide's Faire, and..well, the host certainly liked it."
Xaphira blushes a bright red color.

Xaphira asks, "So who am I to argue with Prince Vorclaf, at least in this respect?"

Xaphira recites:

"While many of us are fortunate enough to be able to choose those we love and marry, there are many for whom that choice is made by their parents. Certainly not unusual, and often these arrangements can lead to a deep love, but...not all are so lucky."

Xaphira recites:

"This is "Forbidden Love""

Xaphira recites:

"A young Elothean woman sat in her parents' home, gazing out the window. She was the daughter of a bardess and a trader and, like her parents, was a member of the House of the Silk Strings. Marriageable age had come, and her parents searched for a suitor, but unbeknownst to them..."

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "Night after night she gazed
     Out from her lonely window
     Onto the quiet streets,
        Waiting, ever..."

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "Night after night he slipped in
     Quietly through the house's gates.
     He crept through the halls,
        Searching, ever..."

Xaphira tenderly sings in a soprano voice:

    "Each night they spent in forbidden embrace
     Each morning brought shame to her face
     Each dawn he slipped away-
        Would they e'er see light of day
           With their forbidden love?"

Xaphira sighs.

Xaphira recites:

"She had seen his portrait and had fallen in love immediately. She had looked everywhere, and finally found him--beyond her grasp. She cried all that evening--until he came that night. They fell into her bed as one, and from that moment, she swore no other would ever have her. Still, such a match was against all rules. During the days she studied, only half-aware, as her mind searched for any way at all..."

Xaphira gazes off into the distance.

Xaphira helplessly sings in a soprano voice:

    "Each night they spent in forbidden embrace
     Each morning brought shame to her face
     Each dawn he slipped away-
        Would they e'er see light of day
           With their forbidden love?"

(Xaphira shakes her head, sighing sadly.)

Xaphira recites:

"The day came at last, as feared. Her parents had found a suitor, someone they knew had been a childhood friend, and who they hoped would bring happiness to her. She knew the rules of her people. Duty to herself, her desires, came last. How could she turn down every suitor, knowing she could never have the one she wanted? It would disgrace her parents."

Xaphira recites:

"Her lover listened to her plight and told her what she already knew--the one way she could join him. She wrote a note to her parents the next evening..."Forgive me...""

A tear runs down Xaphira's face.

Xaphira hopelessly sings in a soprano voice:

    "Each night I spent in forbidden embrace
     Each morning brought shame to my face
     Each dawn he slipped away-
        I could ne'er see light of day
           With my forbidden love."

(Xaphira closes her eyes, then prepares to join her lover.)

Xaphira recites:

"That night, she met her lover with sorrow...for leaving her family...and joy at finally leaving with him. They silently fled the house, even as her mother cried in despair..."

(Xaphira pauses, gazing at you.)

Xaphira recites:

"That night, they found her body and the note. They buried the girl next to an older grave...one of a young paladin of the House of the Marching Lotus..."

(Xaphira bites her lip, eyes downcast, taking a deep breath.)

Xaphira recites:

"The paladin she was buried next to...who had died hundreds of years before her birth...had somehow begun to visit a lover nightly..."

Xaphira recites:

    "Until his lover had now come to him."

Xaphira tenderly sings in a soprano voice:

    "Now each night they spend in enraptured embrace
     And morning brings rest to her face
     With dawn they slip away-
        Two shades rest through light of day
           With their eternal love."

(Xaphira bows her head, closing her eyes, as the song ends.)


 

Xaphira grins.
Xaphira asks, "We still have a little time?"

Daerlynn exclaims, "Aye!"

Xaphira beams!

Xaphira asks, "How about a happier love song?"

Lethargy asks, "do ye even know a happy love song?"

Xaphira says, "You hush."
Xaphira grins at Lethargy.
Xaphira nods.

Lethargy smiles and licks Xaphira anyway.
Mykk exclaims, "More corpses!"
Xaphira clears her throat.
Daerlynn sticks her tongue out at Lethargy.
Xaphira giggles at Lethargy.
Daerlynn giggles.
Lethargy lets out a hearty cheer for Mykk!
Xaphira laughs at Mykk.
Ktana licks a caramel apple dove lollipop.
Lethargy grins at Daerlynn.
Mykk laughs!
Xaphira says, "Soon, soon, Mykk."
Mykk says, "Okay..."
Melwyn smiles tightly trying to keep from busting out laughing.
Xaphira says, "Not yet."
Xaphira nods.
Wartug asks, "any dance numbers lined up?"
Wartug ducks his head.
Mykk says, "So long as it's not mine."
Seyjan fidgets nervously.
Xaphira shakes her head at Wartug.



Xaphira recites:

"Sometimes something happens...completely out of the blue...that makes what should have been an ordinary day one you will never forget. This is "On Any Other Day.""

Xaphira gazes off, contemplating.

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "On any other day I would have resisted,
     On any other day I would have had more strength.
          But it wasn't any day,
          Life will never be the same.
          And now I feel much more
          Than on any other day."

Xaphira smiles softly, closing her eyes and remembering.

Xaphira tenderly sings in a soprano voice:

    "At any other time kisses would be flirting,
     At any other time, just an innocent game.
          But it wasn't any time,
          Your kisses were so kind.
          And now I feel much more
          Than at any other time."

Xaphira wraps her arms around herself and gazes at you shyly.

Xaphira dreamily sings in a soprano voice:

    "From any other man, the warm arms, just arms,
     From any other man, the caresses, just a touch.
          But it wasn't any man,
          Who so softly took my hand.
          And now I feel much more
          Than from any other man."

Xaphira blushes a bright red color.
Xaphira smiles.

Xaphira quietly sings in a soprano voice:

    "For any other heart I would be guarded,
     For any other heart, never showing my true side.
          But it wasn't any heart,
          That took those walls apart.
          And now I feel much more
          Than for any other heart."

Xaphira smiles fondly, her hand on her heart.

Xaphira lovingly sings in a soprano voice:

    "On any other day I would have resisted,
     On any other day I would have had more strength.
          But it wasn't any day,
          Life will never be the same.
          And now I feel much more
          Than on any other day.
      
          Now I feel much more
          Than on any other day."

Xaphira smiles softly and gazes back off in the distance as the last notes fade.

Xaphira says, "Told you."
Xaphira pokes Lethargy in the ribs.
Lethargy snorts, loudly.
Melwyn smiles and applauds...



Xaphira exclaims, "More corpses!"
Xaphira chuckles.
Mykk lets out a hearty cheer for Xaphira!
Lethargy gets a wide-bladed beheading axe from inside her weapon harness.
Lethargy shows Xaphira her beheading axe.
Lethargy sheathes her beheading axe.
Lethargy hums a song so cheerful it makes you nauseous.

Xaphira says, "Um..not that way, Lethargy."

Xaphira recites:

"This is a story of a child...and part of her journey out of childhood. The first part we all make. The loss of our innocence."

Daerlynn giggles.
Candidus wryly says, "Except for Lethargy."

Xaphira recites:

"There was a young girl, living on the outskirts of a small village. She was the pride of her parents...nurturing, always bringing home animals she found and nursing them back to health. Her father, a ranger, carefully taught her when it was best to do this, or best to leave the animal to be reclaimed by the lands. Though she was not yet old enough to actually do it, she was also taught when it might be best to help the animal to a merciful end."

Candidus smirks.
Lethargy chuckles at Candidus.
Xaphira pokes Candidus in the ribs.

Xaphira recites:

"The girl learned all this, accepting it even at her tender age, and understanding it in a way fitting her innocence."

Xaphira recites:

"She had recently helped a duckling whose wing had been injured. Though it healed, it could not fly well, and she was overjoyed when her father suggested she keep it as a pet. The duckling had imprinted on her anyways, and followed her everywhere, quacking pitifully when it could not. Needless to say, she adored the duckling."

Xaphira recites:

"One day, while she was out walking through the town green (followed, of course, by the gleefully quacking young duck), a group of older children started laughing at the sight. One pulled out a sling and fired at the duck...his aim was, unfortunately, true, and his strike deadly. The girl's beloved duck was struck dead. She picked up the broken body and ran home, sobbing. Her father, as broken-hearted as his daughter, helped her bury her pet."

Xaphira quietly says, "You can see how much the girl and her father loved each other."

Xaphira recites:

"Only a few weeks later, an invasion of marauders hit her village. Her father hid her under a bed and went out with the villagers to try to hold back the force. She stayed there, listening to the shouts of battle, and the screams as the marauders raided the village. The next night, the poor girl stood by, silent tears in her eyes, as her parents were buried."

(Xaphira sighs sadly.)

Xaphira recites:

"At the marauders' camp, the victors reveled, telling again the stories of those they killed. They soon heard the quiet cries of a child. A few went out to investigate, and found a young girl sitting outside their camp. They grinned at each other and mockingly asked the child if she was lost."

(Xaphira fixes you with a cold gaze.)

Xaphira says, "She looked at them and quietly replied, "No...you are.""

Xaphira recites:

"With that, an attacking force of survivors from the village appeared from among the trees and swept through the surprised camp, laying all inside to the sword."

Xaphira quietly says, "The girl stood by, watching with a hard, cold light in her eyes."

Xaphira quietly says, "Her innocence lost."
(Xaphira bows her head and closes her eyes as the story ends.)


 

Xaphira pants.
Xaphira pants.

Xaphira says, "One light, and one that Daerlynn loves...then I think we'll be about through."

Lethargy asks, "Xaph, may I ask a question?"

Xaphira says, "Surely."
Xaphira gazes at Lethargy.
Candidus says, "Better tell her to behave first Xaphira."

Lethargy asks, "why bury such a yummy sounding duck?"
Lethargy licks her lips.

Xaphira flails her arms about.
Daerlynn giggles at Lethargy.
Daergoth grins at Lethargy.
Challeirra laughs at Lethargy.
Llywelfynn coughs.

Xaphira says, "It's just a story."

Candidus says, "Oh wait. Consider the soruce."
Candidus just tickled Lethargy.
Lethargy grins.
Xaphira pokes Lethargy in the ribs.
Khestryl licks a cherry dryad-shaped lollipop.
Lethargy says, "ah...."

Sammkit says, "oooh with orange sauce"
Khestryl licks a cherry dryad-shaped lollipop.
Xaphira says, "In your world, eat the duck."
Xaphira shrugs.
Candidus says, "Lethargy behave? The Realms would end as we know it."

Daerlynn says, "Well.... if it looked under the bed, it would have been Peeking Duck.."

Candidus nods.
Lethargy says, "see, I'da eaten the duck, with a nice honey glaze."
Khestryl licks a cherry dryad-shaped lollipop.
Melwyn chuckles.
Xaphira giggles.
Candidus looks at Daerlynn and coughs.



Xaphira says, "Aaaaaannnnnnnnnnnyways...."

Xaphira says, "paradise"

Xaphira recites:

"Everybody has a slightly different view of what paradise is. This is all about one Elf's view..."

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "They called it paradise
     And breathed the air
     No crowds, no hawkers' noise
     Just peace and scen'ry fair."

(Xaphira goes bravely on anyhow)

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "Word spread about the place
     "Keep it to yourself
     Don't want to ruin it,"
     Said the discov'ring Elf."

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "One told another one
     Soon the city buzzed
     About this hidden glen
     So covered up."

Xaphira asks, "Did you really think they'd keep it a secret?"
Xaphira shakes her head.

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "The Elf hid 'midst the trees
     As crowds came in,
     Leaving the city walls,
     Bringing unnat'ral din."

Xaphira shrugs.

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    ""Some paradise," they said,
     "Just as bad as home!"
      
        "Hey, I brought ferry fare,
        Now I have none?""

Xaphira smiles.

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "The Elf walked the quiet streets
     Coming from the bank
     "Paradise, indeed," he said,
     With a knowing wink."

Xaphira winks.
Xaphira bows.



Xaphira grins at Daerlynn.
Xaphira says, "Finally, hon, just for you...though..I may have an encore number arranged.."
Xaphira winks.
Daerlynn beams at Xaphira!

Xaphira says, "For Daerlynn."

Xaphira recites:

"This is a song dedicated to all those in love..."Starfall.""

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "A vow I pledge to you on this, our day
     A vow I make that by your side, I'll stay
     And when the stars fall, I'll still be loving you
     Until the stars fall, to our love I'll be true"

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "And as we see each night turn into morn
     Our love for each other will be reborn
     And when the stars fall, I swear I'll love you still
     Until the stars fall, Nothing our love will kill"

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "When stars fall--'til then I'll hold you
     Hold you until our time ends
     When our time ends and we trod starred roads
     E'en then I'll still love you"

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "This bond let no-one alive rend in two
     Our lives today join to form something new
     Come what may our bond will withstand it all
     Perservering until the stars fall."

(Xaphira bows her head shyly.)
Xaphira winks at Daerlynn.


 

Xaphira bows.
Xaphira coughs.
Mykk exclaims, "There you go!"
Mykk laughs!
Xaphira says, "More obvious ending...okay..."
Candidus says, "Good to let us know when you are done hon."
Xaphira jots down some notes.
Candidus just nudged Xaphira.
Melwyn applauds.
Khestryl smiles at Xaphira.
Xaphira giggles.
Lethargy mutters into the air something about love, love, love....sheesh..
Lethargy giggles.
Xaphira pokes Lethargy in the ribs.
Candidus chuckles at Lethargy.
Mykk lets out a hearty cheer for Lethargy!
Khestryl chuckles.
Seyjan begins chortling at Lethargy.
Xaphira asks, "Would you prefer unbridled lust?"
Lethargy grins at Xaphira.
Candidus says, "Yes she would."
Xaphira gazes at Lethargy.
Candidus chuckles.
Lethargy asks, "who wouldn't?"
Melwyn chuckles.
Lethargy winks at Candidus.
Mykk laughs!
Seyjan nods to Lethargy.
Daerlynn says, "ummm..."
Xaphira laughs!
Renthist nods to Biddleby.
Seyjan hums to himself.
Ktana says, "Lust....mmm"
Daerlynn gazes at Heston.
Khestryl chortles softly at some secret joke.
Daerlynn says, "Sure..."
Mykk says, "Unbridled no less."
Daerlynn gazes at Heston.
Daerlynn gazes at Heston.
Xaphira asks, "Do I dare do that song?"
Heston flirts with Daerlynn.
Xaphira grins at Daerlynn.
(Sammkit cheers unbridled lust!)
Daerlynn flirts with Heston.
Sammkit laughs!
Candidus wryly says, "My bridle is in my vault. Sorry."
Mykk nods to Sammkit.
Ktana giggles.
Heston asks, "This is the encore?"
Heston grins at Xaphira.
Khestryl chuckles at Sammkit.
Ktana flirts with Sammkit.
Seyjan asks, "Ooo...are you talking about what I think you are?"
Lethargy exclaims, "sing the song about the duck with the greatsword...!"
Seyjan grins at Xaphira.
Mykk exclaims, "That only comes out at night!"
Lethargy says, "ye know the one...."
You notice as a tan dog looks around suspiciously.
Caidrin chuckles.
Ktana flirts with Candidus.
Xaphira says, "Not the erm..."closed door" version, no..."
Ktana blushes a bright red color.

Lethargy recites:

    ""Packing Duck"."

Heston just tickled Seyjan.
Ktana pets Mazrian's tan dog.
Lethargy clears her throat.
Daerlynn says, "No... not the closed door version..."
Melwyn says, "No no.. that wasn't the duck with the great sword.. it was pookie the stuffed bear with the greatsword."
Seyjan grins at Heston.
Heston nods to Lethargy.
Daerlynn winks at Xaphira.
Heston adjusts her riding breeches.
Heston winks.
Candidus chuckles at Ktana.
Mykk says, "At night."
Daerlynn grins at Heston.
Xaphira shakes her head.
You notice as a tan dog looks around suspiciously.
Mykk exclaims, "Beware the duck!"
Seyjan ponders.
Xaphira says, "Gods."
Khestryl adjusts her garnet red leathers.
Mazrian smiles.
Ktana blushes a bright red color.
Xaphira grins.
Mazrian searches around for a moment.
Heston exclaims, "All right, I'm dying to hear it!"
Khestryl shifts her weight.
Mazrian searches around for a moment.
Xaphira yells, "LAST SONG!"
Candidus says, "Look what you started."
Xaphira coughs.
Ktana laughs!
Mykk laughs!
Lethargy loudly boos Xaphira.
Candidus gives Lethargy a good pinch!
Melwyn smiles.
Caidrin sniffles.
Lethargy grins at Candidus.
A tear runs down Khestryl's face.
Daerlynn kisses Heston. And she doesn't seem to want to stop.
Melwyn asks, "Closed door version?"
Lethargy looks at Candidus and shrugs.
Khestryl winks.
Candidus chuckles.
Lethargy ducks her head.
You notice a tan dog rub against Khestryl for a moment.
Lethargy giggles.
Xaphira says, "This one, I didn't write, but I simply could NOT pass up."
Melwyn chuckles.
Khestryl pets Mazrian's tan dog.
Xaphira says, "NOT the closed door version. See me later for that one."
Melwyn nods.
Renthist nods to Biddleby.
Xaphira says, "And bring a bridle."
Xaphira hums to herself.
Khestryl chuckles.
Candidus laughs at Xaphira.
Mykk laughs!
Mazrian chuckles.
Daerlynn giggles.
Xaphira winks at Candidus.
Sammkit laughs!
Melwyn nods.
Candidus clears his throat.
Seyjan chuckles.
Xaphira says, "without further ado..."



Xaphira says, "I will now sing a piece composed by the bards Wildhorn and Bricusse"

Xaphira smiles and gazes about at the folks in the room, as if about to make some kind of confession.

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "There was a time--I don't know when
     I didn't have much time for men
     But this is now, and that was then
     I'm learning!"

Xaphira smiles and winks at you coyly

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "A girl alone--all on her own
     Must try to have a heart of stone
     So I try not to make it known,
     My yearning..."

Xaphira smiles sheepishly and shrugs slightly

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "I try to show I have no need
     I really do--I don't succeed..."

Xaphira smiles wickedly and sings louder...

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "So let's bring on the men and let the fun begin!
     A little touch of sin, why wait another minute?
     Step this way, it's time for us to play!
     They say we may not pass this way again,
     So let's waste no more time..
     Bring on the men!"

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "I always knew--I always said
     That silk and lace in black and red
     Will drive a man right off his head
     It's easy..."

Xaphira says, "And leather."
Xaphira coughs.

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "So many men, so little time
     I want them all, is that a crime?
     I don't know why they say that I'm too--"

Xaphira asks, "Easy?"

Xaphira gasps!

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "They make me laugh!  They make me cry!
     They make me sick!  So gods know why...."

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "I say bring on the men and let the fun begin!
     A little touch of sin, why wait another minute?
     Step this way, it's time for us to play!
     They say we may not pass this way again,
     So let's waste no more time..
     Bring on the men!"

Xaphira smiles imploringly to you.

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "They break your heart!  They steal your soul!
     Take you apart--And yet they somehow make you whole!
     So what's the game?  I suppose a rose by another name...
     The perfume and the thorn's the same..."

Xaphira smiles devilishly and winks, then slows the song down, changing the rhythm.

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "I like to have a man for breakfast each day
     I'm very social and I like it that way!
     By late midmorning I need something to munch
     So I ask over two men for lunch!"

(Xaphira speeds up the rhythm, grinning.)

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "My healthy appetite gets strongest at night
     My at-home dinners are my men-friends' delight!
     When I invite the fellows over to dine,
     They all come early--For bed and wine!"

Xaphira sings in a soprano voice:

    "So let's bring on the men and let the fun begin!
     A little touch of sin, why wait another minute?
     Step this way, it's time for us to play!
     They say we may not pass this way again,
     So let's waste no more time..
     Bring on the men!"

Xaphira smiles and bows deeply.

Xaphira says, "Thank you all for coming..."

Daerlynn yells, "Let's all hear it once again... for Xaphira!"


 

Daerlynn exclaims, "Thank you all for coming... next concert is in two weeks!"
Candidus asks, "Who is next Daerlynn?"
Xaphira exclaims, "Let's hear it for out hostess, Daerlynn!"
Daerlynn asks, "Hmmm?"
Heston asks, "Who is next, dear?"
Candidus asks, "Who is on in two weeks?"
Candidus grins at Daerlynn.
Daerlynn exclaims, "Oh!!!"
Candidus nods to Heston.
Candidus laughs!
Heston shakes her head.
Heston gazes upward.
Candidus gives Daerlynn a little prod between the shoulder blades.
Lethargy chuckles at Daerlynn.
Heston snuggles up to Xaphira.
Daerlynn exclaims, "In two weeks.... Juliun!!!"
Candidus says, "And she isn't even blonde."
Sammkit says, "that was a wonderful concert"
Heston throws her head back and howls!
Candidus pats Heston on the back.
Xaphira just hugged Heston.
Heston winks at Candidus.
Candidus grins at Heston.
Candidus just tickled Daerlynn.
Xaphira just hugged Daerlynn.
Xaphira just hugged Candidus.
Daerlynn exclaims, "ummm... Heston's presence makes me all wobbly!"
Heston says, "Juliun, maybe, is as good as Xaphira."
Heston nods.
Xaphira just hugged Sammkit.
Candidus says, "Not sure I know who that is."
Heston gently kisses Daerlynn on the cheek.
Daerlynn giggles at Candidus.
Sammkit just hugged Xaphira.
Lethargy says, "I hear the main story is "The Duckling's Revenge", with the famous musical number "Marauders with a honey glaze...""
Seyjan leans on Heston.
Lethargy grins at Daerlynn.
Candidus laughs at Lethargy.
Daerlynn exclaims, "You will like it!"
Heston grins at Seyjan.
Challeirra laughs at Lethargy.
Candidus just hugged Xaphira.
Khestryl stands up.
Seyjan grins like an idiot.
Khestryl just hugged Sammkit.
Sammkit stands up.
Khestryl just hugged Ktana.
Xaphira says, "Don't do that..that's how the Pookie song got written...joking on the ship"
Sammkit just hugged Khestryl.
Heston grins at Xaphira.
Lethargy says, "it's a story about this duck which makes it to the 'bigtime'...."
Lethargy says, "it's called "Peaking Duck"
Melwyn smiles.
Heston chuckles.
Melwyn nods to Xaphira.
Daerlynn giggles at Lethargy.
Candidus says, "And on that note I will duck out of here."
Seyjan chuckles.
Candidus chuckles.
Lethargy waves her hands around.
Lethargy waves to Candidus.
Ktana smiles at Candidus.
Lethargy grins.
Challeirra says, "Ohhh, help me."
Challeirra covers her ears with her hands.
Challeirra wobbles, looking a bit faint.
Candidus waves.
Sentinel Candidus just went out.
Lethargy just touched Challeirra.
Lethargy just touched Challeirra.
Lethargy winces.
Lethargy just touched Challeirra.
Challeirra grins at Lethargy.
Challeirra shoves futilely at Lethargy.
Lethargy shudders.
Lethargy just touched Challeirra.
A pained expression crosses Lethargy's face.
Lethargy just touched Challeirra.
Xaphira chuckles.
Daerlynn giggles.
Seyjan licks a large peppermint stick.
Heston takes her rightful place beside Daerlynn.
Daerlynn beams at Xaphira!
Eveline dusts herself off.
Lethargy says, "well, at least I got to touch her alot."
Lethargy folds her arms across her chest.
Xaphira grins at Lethargy.
Lethargy grins.
Challeirra flails her arms about.
Xaphira licks a pink flowergirl lollipop.
Daerlynn gets a playbill of handmade linen paper from inside her drawstring purse.
Eveline smiles at Daerlynn.
Xaphira grins at Seyjan.
Xaphira licks a pink flowergirl lollipop.
Seyjan licks a large peppermint stick.
Lethargy says, "I had a sister who used tae do that in the empath guild, busiest times, and would get tips."
Seyjan snickers.
Ktana stands up.
Xaphira laughs!
Challeirra laughs at Lethargy.
Daerlynn says, "Xaph? This is just a small reminder of tonight..."
Lethargy says, "what a bad bad bad girl she was."
Xaphira licks a pink flowergirl lollipop.
Ktana just hugged Xaphira.
Daerlynn offers Xaphira a playbill of handmade linen paper.
Xaphira grins at Daerlynn.
Xaphira accepts Daerlynn's playbill.
Sammkit waves.
Mykk asks, "Ooh, show me Xaphira?"
Xaphira beams!
Xaphira shows Mykk her playbill.
[Xaphira shows you a playbill of handmade linen paper. The linen paper is coarse but elegant in its simplicity. A thin gold line borders it, encircling the words in the center of the playbill.]
Xaphira beams!
Xaphira bounces around happily.
Sammkit just hugged Lethargy.
Xaphira gives Daerlynn a smooch.
Mykk smiles.
Reveler Sammkit's group just went out.
Daerlynn gives Xaphira a smooch.
Heston snuggles up to Daerlynn and cradles her in her arms.
Ailysia wandered into an open doorway.
Melwyn says, "Well m'lady Daerlynn a job well done this eve, I have enjoyed myself thoroughly.. I look forward to the next show."
Heston smiles at Melwyn.
Daerlynn exclaims, "Thank you!"
Daerlynn beams at Melwyn!
Eveline nods to Daerlynn.
Daerlynn holds hands with Eveline.
Challeirra says, "It really was excellent, I hope I can make it to the next one."
Challeirra smiles.
Lethargy exclaims, "oooh, Xaphie!"
Mykk smiles.
Challeirra waves.
Heston says, "Keep an eye on the NEWS."
Heston nods.
Daerlynn exclaims, "Aye... every two weeks.. here!"
Melwyn says, "M'lady Xaphira thank you, for entertaining me this eve, I shall keep my ears open for thy next performance as well.."
Lethargy covers her mouth with her hand.
Challeirra nods.
Xaphira nods.
Xaphira blushes a bright red color.
Xaphira smiles.
Battle Empath Challeirra's group just went out.
Mykk gets an impish expression on his face, and lets out a hearty cheer.
Daerlynn beams at Xaphira!
Melwyn says, "I bid thee all a great evening.."
Melwyn kneels down.
Melwyn bows.
Xaphira waves to Melwyn.
Mykk smiles.
Melwyn stands up.
Mykk waves.
Seyjan studies the faces around him.
But you escape his notice.
Melwyn says, "Farewell"
Daerlynn gives Mykk a smooch.
Xaphira nods to Daerlynn.
Xaphira waves to Melwyn.
Melwyn just went out.
Xaphira nods to Daerlynn.
Xaphira nods to Daerlynn.
Xaphira nods to Daerlynn.
Mykk beams at Daerlynn!
Daerlynn's group wandered into an open doorway.
Mykk says, "Keep up the good work, Daerlynn."
Lethargy says, "the sequel tae that story, the duck's brother finds out what happened and learns tae use a longbow, comes back, and shoots the guy that killed his brother...."
Mykk says, "Ah well. She knows."
Xaphira asks, "And what's that one called?"
Mykk laughs!
Xaphira glances at Lethargy.
Lethargy innocently says, "Ye could call it "Plucking Duck"
Xaphira says, "Oh gods..."
Seyjan chortles softly at some secret joke.
Mykk asks, "You? You?"
Lethargy smiles innocently.
Seyjan waves to Xaphira.
Xaphira waves to Seyjan.
Lethargy begins to chant a rousing song in a strange and ancient tongue.
Fortuneteller Seyjan just went out.
Lethargy winks at Mykk.
Mykk chuckles.
You feel inspired by Lethargy's chant, "Redeemer's Pride".
Mykk says, "I had a joke there, tip of my tongue you know."
Xaphira says, "Well..now...I'd best get myself back to Crossing."
Mykk says, "Couldn't quite pull it off though."
Xaphira smiles at Mykk.
Xaphira just hugged Mykk.
Lethargy says, "I can't help it....Daer busted me up laughing, when she said "Peeking Duck"."
Lethargy grins at Mykk.
Xaphira nods.
Mykk says, "Yes, she got us good with that one."
Xaphira says, "And thus it started."
Lethargy says, "nearly peed myself."
Xaphira giggles.
Mykk laughs!
Xaphira laughs!
Lethargy grins.
Caidrin says, "Thank you for the singing, Xaphira."
Caidrin waves.
Xaphira says, "Very welcome."
Xaphira waves to Caidrin.
Caidrin stands up.
Lethargy asks, "want some company going back, Xaph?"
Teamster Caidrin just went out.
Xaphira nods.
Lethargy joins Xaphira's group.
Xaphira says, "Surely would, aye."
Lethargy begins to lecture Xaphira on the proper use of the teaching skill.
Xaphira smiles at Lethargy.
Xaphira begins to listen to Lethargy teach the teaching skill.
Lethargy stops chanting.
Xaphira just hugged Mykk.
Mykk exclaims, "Good day to you!"
Lethargy curtsies to Mykk.
Xaphira exclaims, "Be well!"
Xaphira waves to Mykk.
Mykk waves.
Dancer Xaphira's group just went out.


 

Guest Descriptions


Drifter Ahmir Nam'al of Elanthia, a Prydaen.
He has pointed ears and cat-slitted crystal green eyes. His golden brown mane is short and fine, and is worn cropped short on top, longer in the back and sides. He has tawny fur with a white belly with black rosettes and a slender tail.
He is young for a Prydaen.

He has minor scars across the left eye.

He is wearing some sturdy crocodile-skin gloves, some supple hunting leathers, a wooly sheepskin fletching pouch, some fitted black wolfskin trousers, a finely tailored shirt, a fur-lined vest, a herb pouch, a fang-tipped bone earring, some field shoes, a leather sheath, a canvas sack, a thigh bag, a oak longbow, a journey pack and a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern.



Biddleby Diddlebyre, a Halfling Cleric.
He has brown eyes. His brown hair is short and thick, and is worn loose. He has fair skin.
He is a kneebiter for a Halfling.
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his upper lip and a long tangled beard.

He has some faint scars along the head, faint scuffing to the neck, faint scuffing to the right arm, some faint scars along the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, some faint scars along the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, some faint scars along the right leg, some tiny scars across the left leg, some faint scars along the right hand, some faint scars along the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen, faint scuffing to the right eye, faint scuffing to the left eye.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a S'lai short bow, a copper-tipped oak crossbow, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a chain shirt, some drab leather breeches, a sturdy backpack, an empty prayer bead chain, some scale greaves, a ratskin hood, some mail gloves, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a twisted cambrinth armband and an ordinary shield.



Teamster Caidrin du'Kirchdraut of Elanthia, a Gnome Trader.
He has mismatched eyes, one milky white and one crystal green. He has thinning grey hair and pale skin.
He is young for a Gnome.
He has a thick, evenly trimmed full mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a thick beard twisted into three long braids.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a green canvas feedbag, a small wheel-shaped earring, a dove-grey silk tunic, an inlaid turquoise and bone wristcuff, a blue ribbon, a carved jade dragon pin with tiny faceted ruby eyes, an intricate stained glass torque depicting a dolphin darting through a blue-green seascape, a platinum chain baleora bearing a claw pendant with a green malachite ball in its taloned grasp, a rough leather tinker's sack, a black leather hand-tooled highwayman's belt, a dark green leather thigh pouch branded with a stylized dragon, a buckskin hip pouch, a sturdy tan backpack, a dagger sheath, a leather sheath and some fitted black wolfskin trousers.



Spell Slinger Caitilin Lyanessa of Zoluren, an Elf.
She has pointed ears and green eyes. Her red hair is very long and thick, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids. She has tanned skin. She has a jagged pattern of painted iridescent blue lightning bolts radiating up her forehead.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of an emerald-eyed silver dragoness with a flawless white rose in her maw curling sinuously around on her thigh.

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

She is wearing a jadeite gwethdesuan, an Elven-styled ebony longbow gracefully etched with silver dragons with a dark cascade of raven feathers flowing from the grip, a platinum wedding ring carved and twisted to resemble a dragon fiercely circling a flawless diamond, a simple golden locket, a wide cambrinth wristcuff bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage guild, some black scale gauntlets with ornamental silvered talons extending from the fingertips, a silver-chased hunting horn, a golden dragon head amulet with emerald green eyes that seem to blink sleepily, a silver wire dragon earring that curves in a gentle arc, a bejeweled cambrinth bracer embossed with the crest of the Warrior Mage guild, some silver bracers twisted to resemble sinuous dragons set with deep green emeralds, a cambrinth ring carved into the likeness of a sleek silver dragoness with distinctive green almond-shaped eyes, a soft white leine with scintillating prismatic dragons curling down its billowing sleeves, some polished black mail intricately acid-etched with the outline of a majestic dragon, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a darkened chain balaclava adorned with an iron dragon circlet, a soft black leather talisman pouch embroidered with an intricate silver dragon, a small black spidersilk thigh bag clasped with a majestic green-eyed platinum dragon, a black velvet book embossed with brilliant colored dragons, a double-wrapped leather sword belt riveted with ruby-eyed wrought silver dragon medallions, a black game haversack embroidered with an Elven lass shuffling a deck of cards, a witch ball, a black gauze bodice decorated with graceful dancing gypsies and tiny bells, a platinum academy ring set with a flawless emerald and tiny sapphires, a hip-slung leather spirits and ale pouch stitched with brilliant musical notes, some delicate bronze toe bells, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, some elegant black gauze dancing trews lined up the sides with dragon embossed buttons, some form-fitting black suede thigh boots embossed with silvery dragons clawing their ways up the sides, a golden-brown yew Faenella emblem suspended from a delicate golden chain, a filigreed gold anklet hung with tiny ovals of carnelian, a glittering diamond tankard charm, a Songstress' black leather instrument pack fastened with a dragon clasp and embossed with colorful dancing fae, a platinum musical note pin crossed by an enameled gold swag, a leather badge embellished with brilliant musical notes and tiny jingling bells, a miniature wooden barrel, a black Elven war cloak embroidered along the cowl with silver and gold symbols, a long platinum hairpin set with a large sparkling emerald, a hammered silver epaulet chased with the crest of the Warrior Mage's Guild, a blackened steel signet ring set with miniature spellbook and a small enameled badge depicting the masks of comedy and tragedy.



Sentinel Candidus Custos of Zoluren, a Human Paladin.
He has crystal blue eyes. His blue-black hair is long and thick, and is worn tied back. He has tanned skin.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He has an elegantly trimmed mustache on his upper lip.

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

He is holding an emblazoned tower shield in his left hand.
He is wearing a silver laminated bracer with a cambrinth cabochon set in its center, a deep red mahogany standard topped with a heavy silver hound and bearing an embroidered crimson banner, an archer's snowbeast-pelt bracer, a double-stringed crossbow, a pair of obsidian black handguards, a green gem pouch, a hammered silver epaulet chased with the crest of the Paladin's Guild, a claymore sheath, a brushed silver armband engraved with a large jade glaysker flower, an onyx medallion hanging from a delicate silver chain, a wide burgundy sash of rich velvet stitched with golden embroidery along the hem, an enameled-iron black fox pin with bright amber eyes, a delicate pink rosebud, a pair of black hawk-winged boots emblazoned with the Custos family crest, a blue linen tabard dyed with the bright green emblem of the lion of Chadatru, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Paladin Guild, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a heavy-banded sterling silver ring embracing a blood red ruby, a simple platinum locket, a dark silk sash embroidered with the crest of Zoluren, a ruby red foraging apron, an ebony beisswurm leather Sentinel's belt with a platinum lion's head buckle, an exquisite ebony-black surcoat made with the finest crushed velvet, a wide leather Therengian war belt riveted with decorative pewter plates, a loose linen shirt with knotted rawhide buttons, a handstitched water-stained tool pouch bearing the sigil of an armorer, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a handsome rosebud boutonniere accented with a platinum lion charm, a gold cloak pin engraved with the crest of the Paladin Guild, some black velvet trousers, a jade-inlaid silver flask, a glistening pewter charm, a sturdy black backpack, a flecked black albredine ring, a shiny gold star, a finely-detailed platinum Prydaen pin inset with polished jade eyes, a carved grenga wood dragon statuette suspended from a leather thong, an oaken bolt box acid-incised with images of hunting nobility and fierce animals in a wooded glen, a floor-length black velvet knight's cloak clasped with a ruby broach and stitched with the family crest on the back, a pilgrim's badge and some obsidian black armor.



Shadow Cavryn Theiler of Therengia, an Elf.
She has pointed ears and dark eyes. Her black hair is very long and thick, and is worn loose. She has dark skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She has a tattoo of a pure white unicorn kneeling in a bed of clover on her shoulder.

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

She is wearing an ironwood buckler, some sleek black leathers adorned with a shadowy crest, a forester's crossbow, a polished silver dolphin pendant cradling a small diamond, a dark leather bodice cinched with silver cord dangling at the ends with dark crystal beads, a pink pearl wedding ring, a shadow black viper-skin sword belt with fire-gilded buckles and fittings, a sable velvet alchemy bag embroidered with starry white hemlock blossoms, a jet black leather skirt, some steel-clad leather combat boots and a hand-tooled black leather pack.



Battle Empath Challeirra McBrynne, an Elothean Empath.
She has tilted almond-shaped crystal green eyes. Her golden hair is very long and wavy, and is worn arranged in an intricate Elven braid. She has fair skin.
She is in her prime for an Elothean.

She has faint scuffing to the head, faint scuffing to the right arm, tiny scratches to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg, tiny scratches to the left leg, cuts and bruises about the right hand, minor scarring along the right hand, faint scuffing to the left hand, minor swelling and bruising in the chest area compounded by cuts and bruises about the chest area, faint scuffing to the abdomen, tiny scratches to the back, faint scuffing to the left eye, some faint scars along the left eye.

She is wearing a jadeite gwethdesuan, a white herb pouch, a lavishly embroidered Empath supply pouch, a ruby red backpack, a narrow jade wedding band inlaid with a twining golden rose, a gold necklace bearing the crest of the Empath Guild, a delicate enameled oval locket, some rich red velvet boots cuffed with soft white fur, a hand-tooled red leather belt with a large golden buckle, a deep red velvet cape with a white fur collar and a golden gryphon clasp, some time-softened battle leathers dyed in a deep shade of crimson and embossed with the Empath's Guild crest, a banded ebony quarterstaff, a fiery scarlet mask, a pair of red leather gloves, a lumpy bundle, a rough burlap parchment satchel and a rough burlap parchment satchel.



Daergoth Kinthsari of Elanthia, a Prydaen.
He has pointed ears and cat-slitted violet eyes. His silver mane is long and fine, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids. He has black fur with white points with white stripes and a slender tail.
He is young for a Prydaen.
He has a tattoo of a golden hawk with its wings spread wide on his neck.

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

He is wearing a salt-stained shield, a forest green wool cloak embroidered at the edges with elaborate ivory knotwork, a mist grey thigh bag, a heavy leather hiking pack embossed with twin crossed spears, a simple gold ear cuff, a leather neckband, an owl feather dyed dark crimson, a white cloth hair wrap dangling with deep black crow feathers, a mottled weapon harness formed from patches of tanned skins, a miniature wooden barrel and a cambrinth ring with a carved bear claw setting.



Daerlynn Soulmyste of Elanthia, a Human Bard.
She has jade eyes. Her brunette hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has pale skin. She has a delicately painted design of jade green ivy leaves radiating out from her eyes.
She is young for a Human.

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

She is holding a katar in her right hand.
She is wearing some hammered gold toe bells, some silvered chain woven over the heart with steelsilk links forming a white dove bearing a broken sword, a belled anklet, a jangling golden hip-chain set with carved ivory roses, a filigreed gold bracelet studded with frost opals and hung with tiny bells, a multi-colored tiered gypsy skirt that is gathered up highly on one side, a forest green linen peasant blouse with a loose and daring neckline, a carved pick, a patchwork gypsy drawstring purse, a dark grey messenger's satchel reinforced with thick black leather, a wooden bunny trinket, a gypsy kerchief, a bijou jade promise ring inlaid with a silver heron gripping a harp in her beak, a leaf-green suede garter with criss-crossed laces, a tarnished silver whiskey flask, a dark blue bandolier embroidered with an exquisitely detailed violin, a silvery buckskin harness, some fringed moss-green suede falconer's gauntlets and a blackened chain coif with a silvery steel eye-guard.



Distress Rae'li'Delphi, a Halfling Moon Mage.
She has dark eyes. Her brunette hair is long and wavy, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids. She has pale skin.
She is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a mahogany long staff with a large crystal sphere secured to its tip in her right hand.
She is wearing some gold hair beads, a hooded dark challis robe, a lacquered mahogany case, some tight-fitting leathers, a delicate spiraling crystal ring, a burnished gold anklet with dangling crystal spheres, a single-strapped black leather satchel adorned with a variety of loops and pockets and some split-toe sandals.



Shadow Contact Drizzts BlackScales, a S'Kra Mur.
He has slitted silver eyes, black scales and a slender tail. He has gold and platinum lirums painted on his face.
He is young for a S'Kra Mur.
He has a tattoo of a jewel encrusted crown in the grasp of a shadowy black hand set above the words "Prince of Thieves" written in flowing script on his chest.

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

He is wearing a knotted leather belt, a silver lockpick trinket, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a gold ring bearing the crest of the Thieves' Guild, a home-made rat-pelt eyepatch, a blown-glass thief charm, a blown-glass superior lockpick charm, a blown-glass crossbow charm, a glass scorpion charm suspended from a spidersilk cord, a glass scorpion charm suspended from a spidersilk cord, a blown-glass glaysker flower pin, a pair of winged shadow-black boots stitched in gold thread across the toes with the words "Trust me because I AM a Thief!", a brown leather haversack with gold letters reading "Prince of Thieves", a shadowy black leather rucksack hand-tooled with the image of a S'Kra Mur thief wearing a jewel encrusted crown, some smoke grey leathers, a canvas sack, a shadowy black lockpick case etched with gold script that says "If you can read this, I won't miss", a thigh quiver, an herb pouch shabbily embroidered with a Paladin crest pattern in gold-colored thread, a stone grey hooded longcoat with daggers stitched on collar and sleeves and a misty grey crossbow.



Storyteller Eveline Vancy, a Kaldaran Bard.
She has violet eyes. Her golden brown hair is long and straight, and is worn parted down the center. She has fair skin.
She is fairly young for a Kaldar.

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

She is holding a glass of plum wine in her right hand.
She is wearing a medium shield, a longbow, some pale cream spidersilk stockings, a pair of sky blue silk dancing slippers, a cornflower blue silk empire-waisted gown gathered with cream ribbons, a polished heart-etched ring, a pewter bow-shaped earcuff, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a carved pick, some silver steel-rimmed spectacles, a pale blue velvet coat, a pair of diamond earrings, a tiny pewter yurt charm, a long cream-colored silk sash, some light blue silk hair ribbons, a light blue backpack, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a silvery carousel horse pendant and a pair of light cream long silk gloves.



Fonkin Stumblestick, a Gnome Barbarian.
He has mismatched eyes, one clear colored and one black. His silver hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in tight dreadlocks. He has rosy skin.
He is young for a Gnome.
He has a short thin mustache on his upper lip and a sparse beard.
He has a tattoo of a pair of hands, one light and one dark, cradling a bridge that spans the two palms on his back.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a steel-tipped war lance wrapped with waxed silk, a harness, a dark leather mask painted with a demonic visage, some reinforced vambraces, some reinforced greaves, a tattered purple blindfold, a coral toe-ring, a tiny layered canvas cuirass and a skull and crossbone ring.



Poet Heston Falconsong, an Elothean.
She has tilted almond-shaped crystal blue eyes. Her auburn hair is short and straight, and is worn loose, tucked behind her ears. She has copper skin. She has a design of swirling russet leaves painted along the upper half of her face.
She is in her prime for an Elothean.
She has a tattoo of a curved dagger with a skull-shaped pommel on her back.

She has faint scuffing to the head, tiny scratches 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, tiny scratches to the right leg, faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the back.

She is wearing a smooth leather sling cut to resemble a falcon's wings, a crimson leather mask, some darkened mail gauntlets with dagged edges of silver links, some blued steel mail with a padded leather gambeson, a tar-streaked sailcloth pack, some black half boots, some fitted leather riding breeches, a dark journeyman's pouch adorned with blackened heron feathers, a sparkling crystal tankard etched in silver, a mirror-finish gold-plated ring engraved with the heron of Idon, a Bardic Soul Knot ear-stud, a hooded cloak crafted from silver grey wolf pelts and a blue sapphire eyebrow ring with blackened heron feathers dangling to the side.



Feral Itharl Huntsilver of Zoluren, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and grey eyes. His platinum hair is long and straight, and is worn loose. He has tanned skin. He has a lifelike pattern of painted eagle feathers surrounding his eyes.
He is young for an Elf.
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.
He has a tattoo of a silver falcon with its powerful wings spread gracefully on his back.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a gold pin in the shape of a drawn bow, a juniper savannah bow with a cascade of russet hawk feathers and jet beads dangling from the grip, a smooth leather sling cut to resemble a falcon's wings, a golden-oak staff topped with a lifelike carved owl, some crimson hunters intricately embroidered with proud falcons in silver threading, a bronze cow charm, a woven leather forester's belt clasped with a brass buckle cast in the shape of a leaping raccoon, a hammered silver epaulet chased with the crest of the Ranger's Guild, a pale golden tabard stitched with the image of an ebon-skinned warrior carrying a desert falcon on her gauntleted fist, a milky opal falcon bauble, a white jade raccoon bauble, a darkened silver badge emblazoned with the words "Professional Locksmith", an ebony ring carved with the Ranger's guild crest, a pair of finely wrought silver bracers set with rubies shaped into seven-pointed stars, a sleeveless crimson tunic embroidered with a majestic silver falcon, a heart-shaped golden locket, a marqueterie copperleaf locket, a silver engagement ring depicting a falcon and a dragon surrounding a flawless diamond, an Elven huntsman's cloak embroidered with silver and clasped with a falcon charm, some leather boots embossed with silver falcons and clasped with tiny swords, a pair of finely crafted black trousers embroidered with silver traceries, a worked leather armband, a damascened steel greatsword scabbard with a sinuous chiseled-gold dragon wrapped down its length, a platinum wedding ring carved and twisted to resemble a dragon fiercely circling a flawless diamond, a leather journey pack intricately embroidered in silvery thread with the image of a proud falcon perched atop twin crossed swords, a crimson cloth hair wrap dangling with a cluster of wickedly-curved black talons, a scarlet felt hawking pouch fringed with snowy owl feathers and carved cedar beads, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a black velvet gem pouch with a jade dragon clasp, a brushed silver medallion, some black leather gloves embossed with a rising sun, an iron-banded leather helm with a depending segmented neck guard and a golden tree-etched ring.



Mercenary Jamiriquire sinkro of Elanthia, a Halfling Barbarian.
He has black eyes. His black hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn arranged in oiled spikes. He has black skin.
He is a whippersnapper for a Halfling.
He has a thin sparse mustache on his upper lip and a thin patchy beard.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a burning cigar in his right hand.
He is wearing some bear-hide leathers, a tower shield painted with the words, "Death before dishonor!", a leather reinforced helm, a crystal dolphin bracelet, a tobacco pouch, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a smooth silver ribbon, a leather reinforced aventail, a faded gold ring, some smoke grey wolfskin pants, a deep crimson harness, an ornate scabbard, a blood red linen hip pouch woven in black with dancing barbarians, a black leather hand-tooled highwayman's belt, some soft cougarskin boots, a ruby teardrop earring, a ring, a thin bronze ring, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Barbarian Guild, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a waermodi gwethdesuan, a silver chain, an onyx-inlaid hairpin, a barbarian's wristlet made of cured kelpie leather and interlaced goblin bones, a brass bear trinket, a fur mantle sloppily embroidered with a wolf pattern in grey thread, some darned tan socks, a willow backpack, some arbelog claw gloves and a fuzzy gem pouch.



Drifter Kardlo Brownfeather, a Halfling Ranger.
He has brown eyes. His black hair is short and curly, and is worn in a simple, loose style. He has fair skin.
He is a tartsnatcher for a Halfling.
He is clean shaven.

He has faint scuffing to the chest, faint scuffing to the abdomen.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a black leather cavalier hat with a long crimson plume, a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps, a tooled leather coat, a black leather cloak trimmed in silver, a darkened metal lockpick case, a dark spidersilk pouch, some leather greaves, some ragged brown trousers, a lumpy bundle, a sling and a longbow.



Wordsmith Khestryl Nesbitt of Elanthia, 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 loose. She has tanned skin.
She is young for an Elf.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a cherry dryad-shaped lollipop in her right hand.
She is wearing some garnet red leathers, a silver-chased woodwind case, a red medium suede case, a friendship ring formed from linked silver knots, an Elothean silverwillow crossbow, a target shield, some well-made crocodile-skin gloves, a fiery scarlet mask, a pair of emerald earrings, a black suede garter with narrow silver buckles, a black herb pouch, a black velvet gem pouch with a jade dragon clasp, a black leather sheath, some soft black suede boots with deep tapestry-lined cuffs, a crimson silk blouse, some deep ebony doeskin pants, a diamond engagement ring, a glossy black ring set with a tiny crystal star, a diamond band and a black spidersilk backpack.



Ktana Grimmsword, a Human Bard.
She has jade eyes. Her blue-black hair is short and straight, and is worn arranged in pigtails. She has pale skin.
She is young for a Human.
She is in good shape.

She is holding an ale-flavored drum-shaped lollipop in her right hand.
She is wearing a deep pink vela'tohr flower, a fur-lined vest, some silk leggings, a target shield, a crystal castle-shaped ring, some darned cherry-red socks, a crystal castle-shaped earcuff, a detailed flute-shaped earcuff, a tiny wooden tree pin, some leather greaves, an ornate scabbard, a braided horsehair bracelet, a signet ring, a choker, a red gem pouch, some scuffed purple slippers, a carved silver pick, a feathered charm, a sturdy black backpack, a blood-wolf-pelt pouch sloppily embroidered with a lion pattern in white thread, a bobcat-pelt pouch sloppily embroidered with a unicorn pattern in white thread, a black violet wristlet, an anklet, a tin shark trinket, an amber glass fist-shaped ring, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a blued-steel bow-shaped pin, a chain aventail, some leather gloves and a chain tasset.



Sister Kyndarra Soulsavor, an Elothean Cleric.
She has tilted almond-shaped brown eyes. Her brown hair is long and thick, and is worn feathered back from her face in a windblown look. She has tanned skin.
She is fairly young for an Elothean.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a holy pilgrim's robe, a braided leather belt, some leather-thonged sandals, a hip pouch and a soft tan doeskin backpack.



Jester Lethargy Silkyfingers of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur Bard.
She has slitted eyes, one milky white and one crystal blue, silver scales and a slender tail.
She is young for a S'Kra Mur.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a scarlet gypsy tambourine with fluttering multi-colored ribbons in her left hand.
She is wearing a turbinate saffron-yellow shell, a diamond and platinum locket, a commemorative silver Kronar medallion hanging from a red silk ribbon, a sturdy weapon harness, a fine mesh backpack, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a dark crimson garter accented with black beaded lace, a tiny crystal goblet charm dangling from a platinum oval pin, a mirror-finish gold-plated ring engraved with the heron of Idon, some hammered gold toe bells, a motley jester's tabard of faded green and gold satin diamonds, a jet black leather skirt, a time-worn lacewood pick, an enameled cloak clasp shaped like the masks of tragedy and comedy, a platinum heron earring, a double steel-spiked tailband fastened with copper clasps, a hammered silver epaulet chased with the crest of the Bard's Guild, a gold-chased woodwind case, a lantholite gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a silver small oilcloth case, a white gold eyebrow ring, a lapis lazuli heron armband, some bezainted battle armor, a black leather cloak trimmed in silver, a friendship ring crafted of two curved and intertwined bands of gold, a pale Captivation rose, a dark leather bodice cinched with silver cord dangling at the ends with dark crystal beads, an ebony spidersilk shift fastened with a sterling silver chain belt, some highly-polished top boots accented with the hand-tooled image of a serpent coiled around a sword and a fuzzy gem pouch.



Sentinel Lluna Solarchild of Therengia, a Human.
She has crystal blue eyes. Her silver hair is short and wavy, and is worn in a careless, windblown arrangement. She has fair skin. She has a swirling diagonal pattern of tiny silvery painted stars running from her forehead to cheekbone.
She is fairly young for a Human.
She has a tattoo of an iridescent winged butterfly on her ankle.

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

She is wearing an ironwood buckler, a heavy S'lai crossbow, some animite-etched field plate armor with golden pauldrons, some white silk ribbons, a pink pearl wedding ring, a small black velvet pouch trimmed with scarlet satin, a simple copper silk shift, some white silk stockings, a pair of dainty woolen shoes tied with white silk ribbons, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a brushed leather rucksack set with polished gold plates, a sturdy weapon harness studded with small tarnished silver spikes, a soldier's supply bag, a pressed peach dress, a pilgrim's badge, some golden gauntlets set with animite flecks in each scale and a polished great helm with gold marbling and animite insets.



Bard Llywelfynn MacNaill, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and amber eyes. His red hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn loose. He has fair skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a hide-covered wooden shield, a brushed golden hauberk, a polished silver cloak pin inset with a swirled indigo star, a rich sable harness, a blue wool kilt, some forest green boots, an ebony journey pack, a green gem pouch, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a sjatmal gwethdesuan, a linen leine, a belt quiver fashioned from a carved hollow mammoth tusk, a forest-green satin coat and a heavy-banded sterling silver ring embracing a blood red ruby.



Mazrian Daemondred, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and crystal blue eyes. His dark brown hair is long and thick, and is worn pulled back in a ponytail. He has fair skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He has a regally trimmed mustache on his upper lip.
He has a tattoo of a sleek panther that is stalking a dark armored warrior through the depths of a forest on his chest.

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

He is holding a snifter of Indakar nectar in his left hand.
He is wearing an ebony short bow, a black and gold batik vest, an ivory linen swordsman's shirt with blackworked cuffs, some thick hiking boots with soft desumos fur lining, an ash-hafted whaling spear, some steel-rimmed spectacles, some jet black snakeskin pants, a leather talisman pouch with a blackened steel clasp in the shape of a sitting dog, a woolen rune pouch stitched with crossed golden wands, a dark hooded cloak stitched with an emerald-eyed panther, a heavy leather hiking pack embossed with twin crossed spears, a golden wedding ring set with a cabochon sapphire inlaid with a leaping black pearl dolphin and a bronze dragon pin.



Novice Melwyn Wizefyre, an Elothean.
He has tilted almond-shaped crystal blue eyes. His black hair is long and straight, and is worn tied back. He has fair skin.
He is fairly young for an Elothean.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a sky-blue imnera runestone in his right hand.
He is wearing a silver chain, a cotton gem painted hat, a supple leather jerkin, a sturdy backpack, some buckled leather vambraces, some fitted blue trousers and a canvas book bag.



Wanderer Mrrar Aibyouka of Elanthia, a Prydaen Ranger.

You cannot make out his features with the clothing he is wearing.

He has some faint scars along the right arm, tiny scratches to the left hand.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing some lapis lazuli worry beads formed in the shape of curled leopards, some leather gloves, some royal blue crested leathers, a sturdy backpack, a short hunting spear, some fitted shadowy black sandals with detailed straps, a long dark hooded cloak, a suede long pouch, a black leather thigh quiver, a laquered scabbard trimmed in copper, a glass cougar trinket, an ebony velvet rose, a darkly tinted glass tailband, a faded violet satin ribbon, a simple platinum locket, a heart-shaped pin, some frayed cotton pants, a frayed cotton shirt sloppily embroidered with a Ranger crest pattern in red thread, a silver chain, a narrow gold wedding band shaped into an intricate true lover's knot, a ebony longbow, a somber black mask and a forester's bow.



Mykk Dalys of Elanthia, a Halfling.
He has blue eyes. His black hair is short and wavy, and is worn in a simple, loose style. He has tanned skin.
He is a daydreamer for a Halfling.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a goblet of pale lager in his right hand.
He is wearing a dashing black fedora with an engraved silver band, a pair of supple grey suede gloves with fine silver stitching, a wheat-colored linen cloak with a dark green copper-tipped suede collar, a full-sleeved white silk shirt, some pleated black wool trousers, a round wooden pin carved with a dancing ram and donkey, a gold medallion symbolizing dedication to Glythtide, a double-wrapped leather sword belt tooled with wandering rose vines, a purple tapestry satchel embroidered with a gilded taffelberry branch -- the emblem of the Arthe Dale Trader's Guild, a jadeite gwethdesuan and a kyanite gwethdesuan.



Phelom La'Kurushimerur, an Elven Moon Mage.
He has pointed ears and jade eyes. His platinum hair is long and thick, and is worn loose. He has fair skin.
He is young for an Elf.

He has faint scuffing to the neck.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a pitch-black bow, some mail gloves, a pitch-black quiver, a wide-brimmed green hat, a pitch-black cloak, some jet black boots and a shadowy black mage's robe shot through with silver and red threads.



Squire Renthist Sethen of Elanthia, a Kaldaran Paladin.
He has green eyes. His dark brown hair is short and straight, and is worn tied back. He has fair skin.
He is fairly young for a Kaldar.
He has a short thick mustache on his upper lip and some light stubble.

He has deep cuts across the right hand, cuts and bruises about the left hand, faint scuffing to the right eye, a black and blue left eye.
He is bleeding slightly from the right hand.

He is holding a twisted cambrinth armband in his right hand.
He is wearing a sturdy tan backpack, an ordinary shield, a hip pouch, a tobacco pouch, a shadowy black ribbon, an ornate scabbard, a long bearskin cloak, a green glass boulder-shaped ring, a lasmodi gwethdesuan, a carved wooden amulet, a green faience necklace, an herb pouch, a dark gem pouch and a birch longbow.



Riiven Owlmancer of Elanthia, a Prydaen Ranger.
She has pointed ears and cat-slitted grey eyes. Her black mane is long and thick, and is worn in a simple, loose style. She has grey fur with a white belly and a slender tail. She has a lifelike pattern of painted eagle feathers surrounding her eyes.
She is young for a Prydaen.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing some falconer's gauntlets, a plush silver rabbit fur robe trimmed with crow feathers and clasped with a spiral of bone, a bison-hide shield, a delicate brass oak leaf anklet, a cobraskin sheath wrapped with leather ties in a criss-cross pattern, a tarnished silver ring, a polished hickory longbow decorated with a string of dove feathers dangling from the grip, a tanned la'tami hide book bag clasped with a yellow topaz owl and some pitch-black pants.



Reveler Sammkit Starrclaw, a Prydaen Bard.
He has pointed ears and cat-slitted crystal blue eyes. His golden brown mane is long and thick, and is worn braided. He has sandy fur with brown points and a slender tail.
He is young for a Prydaen.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a flagon of Black Tog Ale in his left hand.
He is wearing some jet black snakeskin leathers, an ebony linen tabard sewn with a silvery Bards' Guild badge on one sleeve, a shagreen instrument case embossed with the golden emblem of the Bards' Guild, a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe, a black hip pouch, an albredine crystal ring, a silver tailband engraved with a field of catnip, some black and yellow weepers, a libation caddy with an embroidered flap, a wooden ring carved in the shape of a curled mouse, a superb ghoul-skin scabbard, a small medallion strung upon a silver chain, a fang-tipped bone earring, a carved pick, a home-made gargoyle-hide backpack, a slender ebony ear cuff edged with turquoise, a deep black thigh bag with a hand-forged silver clasp, some thigh-boots, a silver paw-shaped amulet, a pewter wheel-shaped pendant, a black velvet gem pouch with a jade dragon clasp and a grey deerskin leggings.



Seldaren Adref, an Elothean.
He has tilted almond-shaped ale-brown eyes. His brown hair is short and thick, and is worn in a simple, loose style. He has fair skin.
He is fairly young for an Elothean.
He is clean shaven.

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

He is wearing some mail gauntlets, a chain balaclava, a maple longbow, a thin iron ring, a doeskin backpack, a shagreen instrument case embossed with the golden emblem of the Bards' Guild, a silver gilt hauberk embellished with golden armguards, a glass wren trinket, some fitted white trousers, an ornate scabbard, a bard blue scroll pouch, a silk-lined woodwind pouch, some soft black suede boots with deep tapestry-lined cuffs and a cambrinth ring.



Serienna Alypsen, an Elothean Bard.
She has tilted almond-shaped amber eyes. Her honey hair is long and fine, and is worn tied back in an intricate five-stranded braid. She has fair skin. She has a complicated design surrounding a stylized eye which has been painted upon her forehead in henna dye.
She is in her prime for an Elothean.
She has a tattoo of a water sprite dancing around a willow tree on her shoulder.

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

She is wearing a soft rose dress, a jade-inlaid silver flask, a twisted brass charm bracelet, a lacquered scarlet instrument case painted with golden wrens, a blue brocade backpack embroidered along the straps with a wren-in-flight pattern, a moonstone turnip bauble, a silver flute case, some slim doeskin boots, a iridescent red pouch, a dark blue spidersilk pouch, a dark grey odaj, a slender leather wristband studded with miniature brass sleigh bells and a sprig of mistletoe.



Fortuneteller Seyjan Turquen of the Gypsies, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and mismatched eyes, one blue and one violet. His blue-black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in oiled spikes. He has tanned skin.
He is young for an Elf.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a fresh strawberry pie in his right hand.
He is wearing a cambrinth armband with silver filigree tracery and cabochon gemstone moons, a platinum and onyx ring shaped like a panther playing with a cambrinth globe, a cambrinth shadowling charm suspended from a black satin cord, some darkened mail gauntlets with dagged edges of silver links, some troll-bone lamellar armor, a pair of jet-black pants made from scaly leather, a silver chased clasp, a scaled poloh'izh hide belt, a carved onyx shadowling bauble, a shiny black satin odaj, a black leather backpack, an azure belted leather baldric fitted with a burnished silver crescent moon buckle, a black satin pouch trimmed with nightingale feathers and a silver star charm, a stylized ivory Tokka card medallion overlain with a hematite web, a glittering silver ear cuff, a gold and silver filigree locket, a glossy onyx wedding band set with a gold lion sleeping in a silver crescent moon, a smokey black satin rosette, a wire and peridot pin, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a detailed sword-shaped pin, a spike-tipped steel guisarme and a silver-edged shield.



Wanderer Solarri Corrmack of Elanthia, a S'Kra Mur.
She has slitted eyes, one crystal blue and one violet, black scales and a slender tail.
She is in her prime for a S'Kra Mur.
She has a tattoo of spiraling bands of iridescent green-blue underscales outlined in gold on her tail.

She has some faint scars along the right hand.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing some leather gloves, an ebony wrist purse, an ebony journey pack, a sturdy weapon harness, a rope belt woven from rainbow-colored nemoih strands, a leather belt quiver with the Ranger Guild crest intricately tooled across the front, an archer's brace pad made of silver-stitched pard leather, an ebony thigh bag, a rosewood longbow, a rainbowed great helm, some shadowy crested leathers, a black leather cloak trimmed in silver, some ankle-high Elven stalking boots and a deep ebony leather bandana.



Recluse Thorull Shadowfed of Elanthia, a Human.
He has mismatched eyes, one dark and one amber. His silver hair is very long and straight, and is worn braided. He has tanned skin.
He is young for a Human.
He has a short bristly mustache on his upper lip and a short prickly beard.
He has a tattoo of a sleek panther that is stalking a dark armored warrior through the depths of a forest on his neck.

He has faint scuffing to the right arm, gaping holes in the chest area, deep slashes across the back.

He is wearing a black satin gem pouch clasped with a silver ruby-eyed scorpion, a deep blue silk shirt, some deep ebony leather boots, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a dark blue ankle sheath bearing a black stylized dragon, a forest green suede hip pouch embossed with entwined ivy leaves, a dark green leather thigh pouch branded with a stylized dragon, a superb blood-wolf-pelt sack sloppily embroidered with a Ranger crest pattern in green thread, an all-purpose leaf-patterned survival belt, a twisted cambrinth armband, a silver and amethyst ring inset with a cambrinth crystal carved in the shape of a wolf's head, a cambrinth ring, a gold ring bearing the crest of the Ranger Guild, a gnarled wooden ring, a tin bat trinket, a string of colorful wood beads, a silver filigree and cambrinth earring, a marquetry lockpick case handcrafted with an inlaid design of a mariner's compass, a forest green backpack, a leather cuff embroidered with the words "No Ranger stands alone.", a jadeite gwethdesuan, some deep brown crested leathers, a ebony longbow and an Elothean silverwillow crossbow.



Thyric De'Shadow, a S'Kra Mur.

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

He is wearing some somber black leathers, a balanced light crossbow, a lumpy bundle, a hammered copper tailband, some deep ebony wolfskin boots, a thigh quiver dyed in a brown and green camouflage pattern, a black gem pouch, a blue herb pouch sloppily embroidered with a wolf pattern in grey thread, a stone grey hooded longcoat with daggers stitched on collar and sleeves, a black dagger sheath, a leather sheath and a journey pack.



Tinin querida of Elanthia, a Human Warrior Mage.
She has violet eyes. Her amber hair is very long and straight, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has tanned skin.
She is in her prime for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a glistening azure dolphin leaping playfully over Xibar on her ankle.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a glass of alder ale in her right hand.
She is wearing a black gem pouch, some blued chain of intricately interwoven chain links marred by subtle blackening, some snug black suede boots with silver inlaid high-heels, some black velvet slim pants, a high-collared sleeveless red silk tunic embroidered with golden lightning bolts, a crimson leather hip belt fastened with an onyx buckle, a spherical cambrinth earring with a dangling silver disk, a black leather ankle sheath, an articulated blued-steel weapon harness with interlocking plates engraved with the form of a regal lion, a brass-trimmed sheath, some snowflake obsidian and bone hair beads on a knotted black horsehair cord, a blown glass amulet suspended from a gold chain, a frosted blue fluorite bracelet with a silver dolphin clasp, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild, a smuggler's black leather moneybelt, an anklet of fine silver links connecting oval mother-of-pearl beads, a golden wedding ring set with a cabochon sapphire inlaid with a leaping black pearl dolphin, a pair of hammered gold earrings set with sapphire teardrops, a gleaming silver torque with a diamond-cut obsidian drop pendant, a sparkling heart-shaped diamond pendant, a cambrinth ring, an ivory spidersilk garter edged in Elven lace and tiny seed pearls, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a wide cambrinth wristcuff bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage guild, a journey pack and a bronze dragon pin.



Wartug Zurell, a Gor'Tog.

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

He is wearing a double-stringed crossbow, a double-stringed crossbow, a double-stringed crossbow, a well-tailored leather cloak with a hood that is raised to conceal the face, some tattered shadow-black leathers with the image of a skull engulfed in blue flames on the back, some tattered black leather gloves, a leather mask, a tribal war belt tethered with ghastly shrunken heads, an elegant ghoul-skin scabbard, a frayed hangman's noose, a pair of bloodstained boots and a thick leather rucksack with bronze clasps.



Dancer Xaphira Vonara of Zoluren, an Elothean Bard.
She has tilted almond-shaped jade eyes. Her ginger hair is very long and wavy, and is worn loose. She has fair skin. She has a delicately painted design of jade green ivy leaves radiating out from her eyes.
She is fairly young for an Elothean.
She is in good shape.

She is holding some lacquered ebony castanets in her right hand.
She is wearing a pale silver prayer bead chain, a delicate brushed silver armband trimmed with a row of jade glaysker flowers, a carved phoenix-painted pick, a suede gem pouch, a medium silk case, a silk long pouch, a pair of emerald green silk dancing slippers, some ivory spidersilk stockings, a light green silk empire-waisted gown with an ivory-colored train, a pearl bracelet, a triple-stranded twisted pearl choker, some pearl earrings, a pearl hairpin and an elegant spidersilk traveler's backpack.

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