>go steps
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is lying down, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Lady Teeva who is lying down
Obvious paths: none
>
A sleek golden brown fox struggles to rise but fails in the attempt.
>
Teeva sits up.
>smile teeva
You smile at Teeva.
>
A sleek golden brown fox scrambles back up onto his feet.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Helpful hint @83993: Inna gen'ral da new stuff frem da Newsby folks behaffs bedder.
You hear the Help thoughts of Hexbane echo in your mind:
There is an option on the first page called "Just the basics".
profile teeva
Teeva smiles at you.
>
PERSONAL INFORMATION

Name: Lady Teeva
Profession: Ranger
Title: Tracker
Race: Sylvankind Gender: Female

>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|GUIDE| You have died! Now what? Tatterclaws has written a Lich Guide for the Recently Departed. Find at the wiki: https://tinyurl.com/baunbjct .
You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
I have a task to kill a dangerous arctic titan. i have been there several times and killed everything. is the Glatoph not the right area?
'good eve
You quietly say, "Good eve."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
But da SAGA goes on...anythin kin happin.
You hear the Help thoughts of Hexbane echo in your mind:
It will only get and turn in tasks.
You hear the Help thoughts of Aemma echo in your mind:
Rubytip, check the quest area. It may specify on the trail to icemule instead.

Teeva quietly says, "Good evening."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Artamidae echo in your mind:
What location does BOUNTY give? Could be the deep freeze (IMT).
You hear the Help thoughts of Dargol echo in your mind:
Swapbounty had issuse in SG HW with finding the guard and is buggy with turning in heirloom to guard.
You hear the Help thoughts of Svardin echo in your mind:
Arctic titans in the ice cave about halfway up the Icemule Trail.
You hear the Help thoughts of Aemma echo in your mind:
There's a little square area between towns.

Teeva shuffles over to the golden brown fox and leans up against him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.
>
* Fokas just punched a one-way ticket!
>You hear the Help thoughts of Drewkin echo in your mind:
Any bards around to sing to a item?

Teeva glances at a scorched oak sideboard.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
Ok, ill look around more. i was in the area with giants, trolls, crones, and titans.

The angry yip of a fox suddenly erupts from near Teeva.
>'I'm gonna be giving a presentation on Imperial knights here soon, ye are welcome to stay and listen
You quietly say, "I'm gonna be giving a presentation on Imperial knights here soon, ye are welcome to stay and listen."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Heh...how long til dey figger out da SAGA sounds too much likka da new stormfrent chant anna dey gotta change da name agin to Wryagga, er sumpthin?

Teeva nods slowly to you.
>
Teeva helps herself to a hickory roasted cockatrice leg.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her cockatrice leg.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her cockatrice leg.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her cockatrice leg.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her cockatrice leg.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her cockatrice leg.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her cockatrice leg.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox the last of her cockatrice leg.
>
Teeva barks wildly at a sleek golden brown fox!
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Shoulda been SEGA... Safe Elathian Games Again.

Teeva yips loudly, and it sounds rather like a fox!
>You hear the General thoughts of Markx echo in your mind:
Markx asks, "Faulkil around in any form?"
You hear the OOC thoughts of Revalius echo in your mind:
Usually i get things, I had to read your first one about 3 times to figure that out.
You hear the OOC thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Oh da useless lawsoots!

Teeva casts a sidelong glance at the golden brown fox and manages to catch his attention, bracing herself for impact. Suddenly, the fox leaps toward her and knocks her playfully to the ground! The two of them tumble and roll around hand-to-paw, each attempting to gain the advantage. The bout finally ends in a draw, each of the contenders breathing a little heavier.
>
Teeva looks less calm and refreshed than a moment ago.
>think on general Come listen to a presentaion on Imperial Knights at the Hearthstone steps in Wehnimer's Landing. Sponsored by House Daingneach Onoir and the Order of the Elanthian Rose
You focus on projecting your thoughts.
You hear the General thoughts of Balantine echo in your mind:
You think, "Come listen to a presentaion on Imperial Knights at the Hearthstone steps in Wehnimer's Landing. Sponsored by House Daingneach Onoir and the Order of the Elanthian Rose."
>
A sleek golden brown fox scrambles back up onto his feet.
>
Miss Tearieyes arrives, her figure partially obscured by the flickering form of a long-tailed deranged monkey made of purple hazed light loping beside her.
>esp who onoir full
You strain your senses outward searching for others on the Onoir channel.
You sense the following minds on the onoir channel:
Babuloui Tearieyes Balantine

Tuned Players: 3
>hug teari
You give Tearieyes a friendly hug, stirring the scent of moonflower undercut with witchwood from her skin.
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Tearieyes snickers at Teeva.
>'Hail!
You quietly exclaim, "Hail!"
>
Tearieyes hugs you, and you wrap her in a warm embrace.
>
Teeva sits up.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Hakal echo in your mind:
Selling up to S5 sanctify service with a 261 bonus for your simple projects.
befriend list
Searching through the lands for your friends...

9. Luxelle is somewhere in Elanthia. (Warm)
29. Leafiara is around the Hinterwilds. (Warm)
53. Svardin is around Drakes Vanguard Fortress. (Warm)
63. Taloin is somewhere in Elanthia. (Warm)
67. Tearieyes is around Wehnimer's Landing. (Warm)
71. Babuloui is somewhere in Elanthia. (Warm)

65 of your friends could not be found in Elanthia. To view all of your friends: BEFRIEND LIST ALL.
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Tearieyes bows to you, her movements as graceful as a hawk gliding on the wind.
>befriend tearieyes warm
You now regard Tearieyes with a warm demeanor.
>'welcome
You quietly say, "Welcome."
>think to babuloui ye coming to service night? Hearthstone steps
You focus on projecting your thoughts.
You hear the FocusedTo thoughts of Babuloui echo in your mind:
Balantine thinks, "Ye coming to service night? Hearthstone steps."
>look on siede
I could not find what you were referring to.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|EVENT-KF| On Thursday, July 30 at 7pm, Gentleman Hoorne beckons everyone to Kraken's Fall with a warm Kraken's Fall welcome for the Chaos Social. Enjoy the night with drinks, laughs, and general merriment at the Bad Bar upon the Nereid's Cradle, Canopied Walk.
look on side
On the oak sideboard:
Food/Drink [32]: a handful of cocoa-dusted almonds, a glazed strawberry tart, a piece of strawberry-rum cake, a honey-dipped fried banana, a mug of golden wheat beer, a tumbler of strawberry champagne, a wide flagon of blueberry ale, a handful of tiny peanut butter cookies, a mug of elderberry mead, a juicy roasted drumstick, a slice of blueberry pie, a chunk of raw onion, a bowl of fresh mixed fruit, a handful of roasted hazelnuts, some spiced caramel apple cider, a flagon of frothy oatmeal stout, a leg of well-seasoned mutton, a sweet pickled onion, a crock of fragrant onion stew, a leg of roasted rabbit, a goblet of pale golden chardonnay, a cup of fresh apple cider, a cup of honeyed mint tea, a stein of thick dark lager, a snifter of rich dark cognac, a clam chowder-filled bread bowl, some butter-braised asparagus, a butter and herb braised squab, a glass of ruby red wine, a hickory roasted cockatrice leg, a wedge of crusty peach pie, a chicken and cashew salad
Total items: 32
>get cognac from side
You pour yourself a snifter of rich dark cognac.
>
A calico field rat on Teeva's shoulder suddenly sits up, scanning the area with a mien of feral regality.
>sniff my cogn
You sniff your rich dark cognac.
It smells like nice, fresh rich dark cognac!
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Khuru echo in your mind:
Any help in in 11813 RIGHT inside OTF?
drink my cognac
You take a drink from your rich dark cognac.
You have 4 quaffs left.
>esp who onoir full
You strain your senses outward searching for others on the Onoir channel.
You sense the following minds on the onoir channel:
Babuloui Tearieyes Balantine

Tuned Players: 3
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Teeva helps herself to a handful of tiny peanut butter cookies.
>
Teeva gasps.
>
Teeva gives her cookies a little prod with the tip of her finger.
>'seems quite a few folks nae be sbout tonight
You quietly say, "Seems quite a few folks nae be sbout tonight."
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her peanut butter cookies.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her peanut butter cookies.
>drink my cognac
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox the last of her peanut butter cookies.
>
You take a drink from your rich dark cognac. The creamy liqueur goes down smoothly, carrying with it a hint of berry flavor.
You have 3 quaffs left.
>
Tearieyes softly asks, "Oh really?"
>befriend list
Searching through the lands for your friends...

9. Luxelle is somewhere in Elanthia. (Warm)
29. Leafiara is around the Hinterwilds. (Warm)
53. Svardin is around Drakes Vanguard Fortress. (Warm)
57. Everall is around the free port of Solhaven. (Warm)
63. Taloin is somewhere in Elanthia. (Warm)
67. Tearieyes is around Wehnimer's Landing. (Warm)
71. Babuloui is somewhere in Elanthia. (Warm)

64 of your friends could not be found in Elanthia. To view all of your friends: BEFRIEND LIST ALL.
>
A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Babuloui.
>
A charming aurora spirit floats in, following Babuloui.
>
Tearieyes softly exclaims, "There's one!"
>
Babuloui grunts at you in greeting.
>'wondering where the other folks be
You quietly say, "Wondering where the other folks be."
>
Tearieyes points at Babuloui.
>hug bsbu
What were you referring to?
>hug babu
You hug Babuloui.
>
The green-gold web of protection surrounding Babuloui falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
Babuloui seems slightly different.
>
Babuloui seems hesitant, looking unsure of himself.
>
Babuloui's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around his arms.
>
Babuloui winks at Tearieyes and flashes a sly grin.
>'welcome
You quietly say, "Welcome."
>
Tearieyes giggles.
>
The visage of a monkey briefly obscures Tearieyes's face before the illusion shatters into motes of purple hazed light.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Drewkin echo in your mind:
Looking for a Sorcerer to do a Tier 1 and up on a 254 project, paying 1 mil a week.

Babuloui says, "I wonder if dey goofed on da time like I did."
>
Babuloui grunts, turning red in embarrassment.
>
Teeva helps herself to a bowl of fresh mixed fruit.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her fresh mixed fruit.
>
A spark of light bursts from Tearieyes's amaranthine stone, causing her obsidian ball to shimmer and briefly mirror its motion before they drift apart again, leaving behind a faint trail of light.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her fresh mixed fruit.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her fresh mixed fruit.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her fresh mixed fruit.
>
* Tikkitavi is going home on his shield!
>
Squire Everall just arrived.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her fresh mixed fruit.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox the last of her fresh mixed fruit.
>'tis in the news announcement, but will give a few extra minutes
You quietly say, "Tis in the news announcement, but will give a few extra minutes."
>
Everall carefully hangs his star from his harness. It rattles against the veil iron war hammer hanging from it, and he carefully adjusts them.
>
With careful precision, Everall slides a Selanthian adamantine wall shield embossed with the head of a roaring lion into place over one shoulder. Coalescing over the surface of the shield, a thin layer of shimmering golden light briefly ripples into being before dying with an echoing roar.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Ice Drake rum.
>think on general Come listen to a presentaion on Imperial Knights at the Hearthstone steps in Wehnimer's Landing. Sponsored by House Daingneach Onoir and the Order of the Elanthian Rose
You focus on projecting your thoughts.
You hear the General thoughts of Balantine echo in your mind:
You think, "Come listen to a presentaion on Imperial Knights at the Hearthstone steps in Wehnimer's Landing. Sponsored by House Daingneach Onoir and the Order of the Elanthian Rose."
>
Teeva helps herself to a slice of blueberry pie.
>
Everall performs a bow characteristic of Selanthia before you.
>
Teeva helps herself to a leg of roasted rabbit.
>salute everall

You turn toward Everall and render a sharp salute with your rich dark cognac.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her blueberry pie.
>'welcome
You quietly say, "Welcome."
>
Tearieyes's amaranthine stone pulses in slow, rhythmic bursts, its light synchronizing with her obsidian ball's beat as though they're communicating through their energy.
>look
Teeva grins slowly.
>
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Speaking respectfully to you, Everall says, "Sir Balantine, good eve to ye."
>
Everall waves to Babuloui.
>'Good ta see ye
You quietly say, "Good ta see ye."
>
Babuloui smiles at Everall.
>
Teeva grins slowly.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her blueberry pie.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her blueberry pie.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox the last of her blueberry pie.
>
Teeva nods approvingly to the golden brown fox.
>
Teeva pets the fox.
>
Everall nods in agreement to you.
>
As Teeva scratches the golden brown fox behind the ears, the canine tilts his head into Teeva's hand.
>
You hear very soft footsteps.
>
The semitransparent image of a sleek golden brown fox flickers into life before loping away in a burst of misty green motes.
>
Lehon waves.
>
Babuloui waves to Lehon.
>recite gonna give a few extra minutes for latecomers, in the meantime, help yerself ta the refreshments on the sideboard
Lehon joins your group.
Faint red-gold filaments spiral inward from the local surroundings and weave themselves around you.
>
You recite quietly:

"Gonna give a few extra minutes for latecomers, in the meantime, help yerself ta the refreshments on the sideboard"

>tap side
You tap a scorched oak sideboard.
>hug lehon
You give Lehon a friendly hug.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball flickers briefly, casting a flash of brilliant light before it settles into a quiet, steady pulse, its glow expanding and contracting.
>
Lehon hugs you, and you wrap him in a warm embrace.
>
Babuloui gasps.
>
Babuloui helps himself to a handful of tiny peanut butter cookies.
>
A sleek golden brown fox stretches out and rolls over on his side sound asleep.
>
Everall turns toward Lehon and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Lehon gives Everall a firm handshake.
>
Babuloui glances at a handful of tiny peanut butter cookies and rubs his chin thoughtfully.
>look in bin
The modwir bin is filled with a variety of garbage. You see nothing useful or appetizing.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Lehon gives Tearieyes a friendly hug.
>
Babuloui takes a bite of his peanut butter cookies.
>drink my cognac
You take a drink from your rich dark cognac. The almond aftertaste complements the fruity cream of this smooth beverage.
You feel tension draining away, giving way to a very relaxed state.
You have 2 quaffs left.
>
Lehon bows to Teeva.
>
Tearieyes gives Lehon a friendly hug.
>
Tearieyes gives Babuloui a friendly hug.
>
Tearieyes gives Everall a friendly hug.
>
Tearieyes starts jumping around like a twelve-year-old.
>
Everall gives Tearieyes a friendly hug.
>
Tearieyes breaks out in a silly grin.
>
Babuloui bounces around happily.
>
Lehon says, "Welcome home Tearieyes."
>
Everall chuckles.
>
Lehon turns toward Babuloui and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Tearieyes produces a shop manifest from the depths of her lilac cloak.
>
Babuloui's spirits are no longer lifted.
>
The air stops shimmering around Babuloui.
>
Babuloui snaps smartly to attention!
>
Babuloui turns toward Lehon and renders a sharp salute with his peanut butter cookies.
>
The angry yip of a monkey suddenly erupts from near Tearieyes.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball vibrates, causing the air around it to hum with energy as its inner light pulses with increasing intensity before fading away again.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Ice Drake rum.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|COMMUNITY| A GoFundMe has been set up for Julenne to help with medical expenses incurred during her RYSKy SimuCon adventure. https://gofund.me/9813bacb1 .
recite Welcome to Service Night, sponsored by House Daingneach Onoir and the Order of the Elanthian Rose
You recite quietly:

"Welcome to Service Night, sponsored by House Daingneach Onoir and the Order of the Elanthian Rose"

>
Babuloui applauds.
>
Tearieyes lets out a cheer!
>
Everall smiles at you.
>
Tearieyes hoots.
>
Tearieyes runs a hand through her waist length mist-silvered lilac hair, trying to make herself presentable.
>
Everall pours himself a snifter of rich dark cognac.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Ice Drake rum.
>
Gently pulsing, Tearieyes's amaranthine stone vibrates, causing the light around it to shimmer and ripple, like water disturbed by a pebble.
>
Teeva helps herself to a leg of well-seasoned mutton.
>
Babuloui takes a bite of his peanut butter cookies.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Clagg echo in your mind:
For hunting command for ambush UAC, is it just "ambush" or like "ambush jab" because aiming is in another part.
recite The Order of the Elanthian Rose is an organization within House Onoir, which sponsors Service Night on the last Leyan each month
You recite quietly:

"The Order of the Elanthian Rose is an organization within House Onoir, which sponsors Service Night on the last Leyan each month"

>
Teeva lowers her well-seasoned mutton into a small wicker basket, taking a bit of cheesecloth from within to cover the dish.
>
The visage of a fox briefly obscures Teeva's face before the illusion shatters into motes of misty green light.
>
Teeva lowers her roasted rabbit into a small wicker basket, taking a bit of cheesecloth from within to cover the dish.
>
Light from Tearieyes's obsidian ball shimmers across the surface of nearby objects, leaving brief, ethereal trails that fade as quickly as they appear.
>
Teeva helps herself to a handful of roasted hazelnuts.
>
Teeva offers a handful of roasted hazelnuts to a calico field rat and it snatches it from her hand and drops to the ground, scurrying off and watching everybody with a wary distrustfulness as it begins to gnaw on the hazelnuts.
>
The field rat gnaws voraciously at a handful of roasted hazelnuts, its eyes darting back and forth, scanning for potential threats.
>
Tearieyes glances at a calico field rat.
>recite Service Night provides information, guidance, and help for Onoir House members, Wehnimer's citizens and visitors, and the greater community
You recite quietly:

"Service Night provides information, guidance, and help for Onoir House members, Wehnimer's citizens and visitors, and the greater community"

>
Finished with a handful of roasted hazelnuts, the field rat makes a cursory pass of its paws over its whiskers, browsing the ground for any remaining crumbs.
>
Tearieyes's shop manifest vanishes into the depths of her lilac cloak.
>
Everall nods to you.
>
Tearieyes's heavy backpack vanishes into the depths of her lilac cloak.
>recite The purpose of the Order of the Elanthian Rose is to aide the officers of House Daingneach Onoir by providing services and resources, to help in support of town prosperity, and to assist citizens and organizations of Elanthia.
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
You recite quietly:

"The purpose of the Order of the Elanthian Rose is to aide the officers of House Daingneach Onoir by providing services and resources, to help in support of town prosperity, and to assist citizens and organizations of Elanthia."

>recite Our creed is "Service with Nobility" (see also "Noblesse Oblige")
You recite quietly:

"Our creed is "Service with Nobility" (see also "Noblesse Oblige")"

>
Teeva quietly says, "Bless you."
>
Teeva nods.
>
Babuloui begins chuckling at Teeva!
>recite Our symbol is the Elanthian Rose. The white flower indicates purity of purpose, honor without guile. The thorn represents sacrifice, a willingness to put others before ourselves.
You recite quietly:

"Our symbol is the Elanthian Rose. The white flower indicates purity of purpose, honor without guile. The thorn represents sacrifice, a willingness to put others before ourselves."

>
Teeva warily picks up the field rat by the base of its tail, the creature squirming angrily.
>
Teeva holds her field rat up to her face and nuzzles it.
>
Teeva sneezes.
>recite Tonight I will be giving a presentaion on Knights of the Empire
You recite quietly:

"Tonight I will be giving a presentaion on Knights of the Empire"

>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Ice Drake rum.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Nordred echo in your mind:
If from hiding, just do like punch head and that'll work. Ambush will tell it to swing something.

Teeva carefully places a calico field rat on her shoulder.
>
Babuloui grunts, raising his eyebrows in interest.
>
Nuzzling about the nape of Teeva's neck, the field rat seizes a tuft of hair in its jaws and gives a sharp YANK! Quicker than Teeva's hand, the field rat scrambles down to Teeva's naraina mantle and disappears inside with its new batch of bedding. It re-emerges a moment later and returns to its perch with a squeak of amusement.
>
* Edeem is going home on his shield!
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Everall applauds loudly.
>
Lehon nods to the forest wolfhound.
>recite Also known as Imperial knights, these are warriors knighted by the Nobles of the Turamzzyrian Empire
You recite quietly:

"Also known as Imperial knights, these are warriors knighted by the Nobles of the Turamzzyrian Empire"

>
A yellow-eyed forest wolfhound settles into a comfortable sitting position.
>
Sister-in-Arms Roelaren's group just arrived.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Revalius echo in your mind:
If you have it set to aim head auto, you can just punch and it'll work like an ambush.
hug roe
You hug Roelaren, and she wraps you in a warm embrace in return.
>beam roe
Roelaren smiles.
>
You beam happily at Roelaren!
>
A yellow-eyed forest wolfhound seems slightly different.
>'jus in time
You quietly say, "Jus in time."
>
Roelaren joins your group.
>
Roelaren hugs you, and you wrap her in a warm embrace.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sleeping, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Roelaren smiles at you.
>
Lehon hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>
A waterfall of purple hazed light briefly cascades from a wood-framed silver fetish decorated with a velvety dark plum moonflower dangling from Tearieyes's wrist.
>hold lehon
But Lehon is already a member of your group!
>You hear the Help thoughts of Clairette echo in your mind:
"aim head" "punch" works.

Roelaren gives Lehon a friendly hug.
>hold everall
You clasp Everall's hand tenderly.
You feel a subdued warmth through your arms and torso, accompanied by a preponderant sense of engagement.
Your spirit is empowered with an overwhelming sense of determination and resolve.
Distant sounds of fifes and drums resound in the back of your mind, spurring you into a delirium of confidence and resolve -- as if compelled by some irresistible divine exhortation.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
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hold babu
You clasp Babuloui's hand tenderly.
>hold teari
You clasp Tearieyes's hand tenderly.
>
Roelaren says, "Good to see so many folks here."
>hold teeva
You gently take hold of Teeva's hand.
>look
Tearieyes hugs Roelaren, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
>
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sleeping, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Roelaren gives Babuloui a friendly hug.
>
Teeva stands up.
>
Babuloui hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>
Roelaren hugs Everall.
>esp who onoir full
You strain your senses outward searching for others on the Onoir channel.
You sense the following minds on the onoir channel:
Babuloui Everall Lehon Roelaren
Augustinia Tearieyes Balantine

Tuned Players: 7
>You hear the Help thoughts of Clagg echo in your mind:
Okay thanks all.

Babuloui gives Augustinia a friendly hug.
>
Roelaren gives Tearieyes a friendly hug.
>
A yellow-eyed forest wolfhound gazes intently at the Teeva disk, panting hungrily.
>
Everall hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>
A sleek golden brown fox starts and his eyes blink open as he awakens.
>
A sleek golden brown fox scrambles back up onto his feet.
>
Flaring with a bright flash, Tearieyes's amaranthine stone illuminates the space around it before retreating into a steady, almost meditative glow.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva
Obvious paths: none
>
A sleek golden brown fox breathes in deeply and then lets out his breath in a heavy whuff of air.
>
Roelaren whispers, "If ye will give the call I will send the runner."
>
Roelaren smiles at you.
>recite Before I begin, does anyone hae any questions about House Daingneach Onoir or the Order of the Elanthian Rose?
You recite quietly:

"Before I begin, does anyone hae any questions about House Daingneach Onoir or the Order of the Elanthian Rose?"

>
Teeva helps herself to a honey-dipped fried banana.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Ice Drake rum.
>nod roe
You nod at Roelaren.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
Im tagging in on that convo with a question. does it follow the recommended UAC progression on succesful attacks?

The angry yip of a fox suddenly erupts from near Teeva.
>
Teeva takes a bite of her fried banana.
>
Babuloui wiggles his ears.
>
An Elanthian rose floats into the room with an elegantly designed note attached to it. The note flutters in the wind, floating to your feet, and you can clearly read, "Join House Onoir for our Service Night, the time and place will be announced. We hope to see ye there." The rose floats out followed by the note being blown by the wind.
>think on general Come listen to a presentaion on Imperial Knights at the Hearthstone steps in Wehnimer's Landing. Sponsored by House Daingneach Onoir and the Order of the Elanthian Rose
You focus on projecting your thoughts.
You hear the General thoughts of Balantine echo in your mind:
You think, "Come listen to a presentaion on Imperial Knights at the Hearthstone steps in Wehnimer's Landing. Sponsored by House Daingneach Onoir and the Order of the Elanthian Rose."
>
Teeva blinks.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Piren echo in your mind:
Other than recite and sing, are there other verbs that allow the same kind of speech in a room? Pray doesn't seem to work.

Mauss just arrived.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Mauss, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva
Obvious paths: none
>You hear the Help thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Yes it does.
You hear the General thoughts of Roelaren echo in your mind:
Roelaren thinks, "Join us on the steps of the Hearthstone now."

Roelaren smiles at Mauss.
>greet mauss
You bash forearms with Mauss in greeting.
>'welcome
You quietly say, "Welcome."
>
(Mauss tiptoes up the steps.)
>
Mauss bashes forearms with you in greeting.
>
Teeva quietly says, "Shouldn't have eaten that mushroom."
>
Mauss plops down to the ground in a sitting position.
>
Roelaren says, "Welcome."
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Shern echo in your mind:
Ranger resist amulet 25% nature and lightning, 15% heat 30 mil TTM.
You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi asks, "Balantime's dustin off his singin boice?"
You hear the Help thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Bigshot will try to tier up.

Roelaren grins.
>
Mauss quietly says, "Howdy folks."
>
The angry yip of a monkey suddenly erupts from near Tearieyes.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball spins gently in place, casting a soft, ever-changing pattern of light and shadow as it moves, as if weaving invisible threads around it.
>
Mauss put a perfect walnut-handled zorchar katar in his vruul skin sheath.
Mauss slings a burnished mesille shield over his shoulder.
>
Teeva takes a bite of her fried banana.
>
Babuloui grunts at Mauss in greeting.
>recite House Onoir is dedicated to the Code of Chivalry, our motto is Honor, Duty, Loyalty
Teeva takes a bite of her fried banana.
>
You recite quietly:

"House Onoir is dedicated to the Code of Chivalry, our motto is Honor, Duty, Loyalty"

>
Teeva takes a bite of her fried banana.
>
Teeva takes a bite of her fried banana.
>
Teeva takes a bite of her fried banana.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva
Obvious paths: none
>
Speaking softly to Teeva, Tearieyes says, "Big banana."
>
A faint silvery glow fades from around Teeva.
>
Teeva nods at Tearieyes.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Clagg echo in your mind:
Is punch better to open than jab with that then?
You hear the Help thoughts of Clairette echo in your mind:
For ambush UAC I'd recommend exclusively using punches.

Liraelle just arrived.
>recite I am Balantine Farhorizon, High Guardian of the Order of the Elanthian Rose, which as I said before is an organization within House Onoir
You recite quietly:

"I am Balantine Farhorizon, High Guardian of the Order of the Elanthian Rose, which as I said before is an organization within House Onoir"

>
Tearieyes cackles at Mauss!
>
Liraelle blushes a nice shade of light pink.
>
Roelaren whispers, "I know i made the runner but tell me agin what the talk is about."
>
Liraelle sits down next to Mauss.
>You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi thinks, "Folks know he's gotta good orderin' boice...lil known issa his dulcent tone'd toonfullniss."

Mauss nods to Liraelle in greeting.
>whisper roelaren Imperial knights
>
You quietly whisper to Roelaren, "Imperial knights."
>You hear the Focused thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi slyly thinks, "Arf! hehe."
look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Liraelle who is sitting, Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva
Obvious paths: none
>
Liraelle whispers something to Mauss.
>say ::liraelle welcome
Speaking quietly to Liraelle, you say, "Welcome."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
I must be doing something wrong in the settings. i did hide, jab but never progressed. it just always jabs.
hold mauss
Mauss pulls his hand away from you.
>
Liraelle grins at you.
>hold lira
You gently take hold of Liraelle's hand.
>
Mauss joins your group.
>
Speaking to you, Liraelle says, "Many thanks."
>You hear the General thoughts of Roelaren echo in your mind:
Roelaren thinks, "Join us on the steps of the hearthstone Sir Balantine will be discussing Imperial knights."

Speaking to you, Liraelle says, "I wanted to hear, peeked my interest."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Swampwort echo in your mind:
Unarmed jab is what you want.

Liraelle stands up.
>
Tearieyes's amaranthine stone casts a glow that subtly expands and contracts, as if breathing, with each pulse of light becoming slightly brighter before fading back into dimness.
>
A waterfall of misty green light briefly cascades from a bone and green marble fetish adorned with a glistening black eye dangling from Teeva's wrist.
>
Roelaren smiles at Liraelle.
>
Liraelle dusts off her lotus silk skirt.
>recite I am also a Knight-Errant of the Empire, knighted by Earl Jovery, and a member of the Order of the Silver Gryphons
You recite quietly:

"I am also a Knight-Errant of the Empire, knighted by Earl Jovery, and a member of the Order of the Silver Gryphons"

>You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
So hide, unarmed jab?
You hear the Help thoughts of Swampwort echo in your mind:
You can just set your AIM setting to head or whatever.
touch my bracer
You reach out and touch your black bracer.
>
Liraelle giggles at Mauss.
>
Gardener Brigit flounces in amidst a diffuse cloud of platinum glitter.
>
A battered antique faewood crate trudges up to Brigit on its wooden legs.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a battered antique faewood crate, a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Gardener Brigit, Liraelle, Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva
Obvious paths: none
>
Babuloui scratches at his beard.
>
A stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears trots in, her wagging stubby tail a blur of motion.
>
Brigit softly says, "Good evening."
>
Everall nods to you.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
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Mauss smiles and nods in greeting to Brigit.
>
Brigit gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
>
Lehon bows to Brigit.
>
Babuloui grunts in greeting.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Def unarmed punch from hiding since you get a free tier up...

The antique faewood crate yawns its lid widely, somehow managing to look bored.
>
Brigit curtsies.
>
Babuloui takes a bite of his peanut butter cookies.
>recite Tonight I shall be speaking on knights in general, and specific Order of knights within the realm
You recite quietly:

"Tonight I shall be speaking on knights in general, and specific Order of knights within the realm"

>greet brigit
You smile and nod to Brigit in greeting.
>
A corona of purple hazed light surrounds a wood-framed silver fetish decorated with a velvety dark plum moonflower dangling from Tearieyes's wrist before fading away.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Not sure i'd jab from hiding...
look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears, a battered antique faewood crate, a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Gardener Brigit, Liraelle, Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva
Obvious paths: none
>hold brigit
You clasp Brigit's hand tenderly.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Yardie echo in your mind:
Yeah, not worth jabbing from hiding. You have the elment of surprise and the tier up.

Brigit pours herself a snifter of rich dark cognac.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
Punch people anyway! No UCS needed.

Babuloui seems a bit less imposing.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Clairette echo in your mind:
I think there may be some confusion here. I think Rubytip is asking if using the aim command will autotierup for you, to which I think the answer is no. To auto-tierup UAC attacks you need to use a script.

Roelaren smiles at Brigit.
>
Babuloui pours himself a stein of thick dark lager.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Yardie echo in your mind:
Put a knot on that dude's forehead.

Tearieyes's obsidian ball and her amaranthine stone move toward each other, their lights briefly overlapping before they suddenly drift apart, each leaving behind a trail of glimmering sparks.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Swampwort echo in your mind:
I would do hide(!hidden), mug(hidden), hide(!hidden), aim head and unarmed jab and aim clear(hidden)

* Murp just got iced in the Hinterwilds!
>
The air about Babuloui stops shimmering.
>
Babuloui pours himself a flagon of frothy oatmeal stout.
>recite To begin, I'll first speak on the various ranks or titles Knight hold
You recite quietly:

"To begin, I'll first speak on the various ranks or titles Knight hold"

>
Mauss leans forward.
>recite The first is Knight-Errant, which is my title
You recite quietly:

"The first is Knight-Errant, which is my title"

>You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
Sort of Clairette. i'm not worried about aiming at the moment. i just want to hide and do a command then have it tier up.
recite
Knight-Errant - Knighted by lords for valor, deeds, or actions. It is important to note that while these knights are often not sworn to honor or defend the empire, if the oath they offer is to a Baron, regardless of rank, the knight is in service to the Empire as well as said Baron (Count, Sentinel, etc.)
Please rephrase that command.
>
The brilliant, rapidly shifting aura around Roelaren shimmers and flickers briefly before fading.
>
Liraelle grins at you.
>
Necrotic Admiral Loralaii just arrived.
>
Liraelle tries to pull Loralaii toward her.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
I added.

Mauss smiles and nods in greeting to Loralaii.
>
Loralaii joins your group.
>
Everall takes a drink from his rich dark cognac.
>recite Knight-Errant - Knighted by lords for valor, deeds, or actions.
You recite quietly:

"Knight-Errant - Knighted by lords for valor, deeds, or actions."

>
Loralaii curtsies to Mauss.
>
Tearieyes's amaranthine stone spirals downward toward her obsidian ball, its light dimming and brightening, while the other flutters upward in response, maintaining the distance between them with a careful, fluid movement.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
I added "unarmed" will see if that helps.

Settling on her haunches, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears scratches vigorously at the side of her face, making one of her ears flap wildly.
>recite It is important to note that while these knights are often not sworn to honor or defend the empire, if the oath they offer is to a Baron, regardless of rank, the knight is in service to the Empire as well as said Baron (Count, Sentinel, etc.)
You recite quietly:

"It is important to note that while these knights are often not sworn to honor or defend the empire, if the oath they offer is to a Baron, regardless of rank, the knight is in service to the Empire as well as said Baron (Count, Sentinel, etc.)"

>
Babuloui grunts in understanding.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Swampwort echo in your mind:
Definitely some improvements could be made there but that'll hide you, mug(gives you an automatic tier up), hide you, then use the next tier attack if you get a tier up opportunity.
You hear the Merchant thoughts of Traiva echo in your mind:
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recite The embodied fantasy of the wandering warrior, the Knight Errant has few responsibilities beyond service to chivalric ideals. Knights errant possess correspondingly great freedom to act in the interests of the Empire.
You recite quietly:

"The embodied fantasy of the wandering warrior, the Knight Errant has few responsibilities beyond service to chivalric ideals. Knights errant possess correspondingly great freedom to act in the interests of the Empire. "

>
The angry yip of a fox suddenly erupts from near Teeva.
>
Everall takes a drink from his rich dark cognac.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his thick dark lager.
>recite These knights must be sworn to serve a liege lord, but they are subject to a light hand. Many knights errant choose to live outside of the Empire, working to forward Imperial interests in hostile terrain. Some champion various causes within the boundaries of Turamzzyr.
You recite quietly:

"These knights must be sworn to serve a liege lord, but they are subject to a light hand. Many knights errant choose to live outside of the Empire, working to forward Imperial interests in hostile terrain. Some champion various causes within the boundaries of Turamzzyr."

>
Mauss grins at you.
>recite Although it is the de facto lowest rank of knighthood, many knights errant attain celebrity for their brave deeds and quests than other, more responsibility-laden servants of the Empire. Some are members of chivalric orders, but this is not a requirement.
You recite quietly:

"Although it is the de facto lowest rank of knighthood, many knights errant attain celebrity for their brave deeds and quests than other, more responsibility-laden servants of the Empire. Some are members of chivalric orders, but this is not a requirement."

>
Teeva leans back, trying to ignore the shuffling of a calico field rat as it creeps from one of her shoulders to the other, whacking her a few times in the chin with its long hairless tail.
>You hear the General thoughts of Starmizt echo in your mind:
Starmizt thinks, "Your dead Murp."

The coil of black ora on Brigit's body is momentarily engulfed in a shroud of darkness!
>You hear the General thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
Vivaldi thinks, "Admitting murderous intent? Call the constable."
You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
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recite The next title is just another form of Knight-Errant
You recite quietly:

"The next title is just another form of Knight-Errant"

>recite Knight-Errant of the Empire - Knighted by a leige and charged with obligation to the empire and knights of it.
You recite quietly:

"Knight-Errant of the Empire - Knighted by a leige and charged with obligation to the empire and knights of it."

>
Babuloui scratches his head.
>You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi thinks, "Imma so hungry I could merder a bowl o' turnips."
recite Marginally above the default status of knights errant, Knights of the Empire are often saddled with administrative and military charges within the Empire, which can infringe upon their ability to advance in the hierarchy.
You recite quietly:

"Marginally above the default status of knights errant, Knights of the Empire are often saddled with administrative and military charges within the Empire, which can infringe upon their ability to advance in the hierarchy."

>You hear the General thoughts of Vasstryke echo in your mind:
Vasstryke thinks, "Such violence, my poor brain."

Tearieyes's amaranthine stone ripples, sending a brief shimmer through the air, causing nearby dust to catch the light and dance in the quiet glow.
>
Brigit takes a drink from her rich dark cognac.
>You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi exclaims, "Dorper!"

The black acorn amulet hanging from Loralaii's neck glows purple.
>
Everall takes a drink from his rich dark cognac.
>recite Knights of the Empire owe their primary allegiance to the lord who raised them, but this service may be passed on without consent or notification to another noble (such as when Earl Eddric Jovery raised Knights of the Empire; they now serve Baron Malwind.)
You recite quietly:

"Knights of the Empire owe their primary allegiance to the lord who raised them, but this service may be passed on without consent or notification to another noble (such as when Earl Eddric Jovery raised Knights of the Empire
they now serve Baron Malwind.)"

>You hear the General thoughts of Chamorr echo in your mind:
Chamorr thinks, "You are a bowl o turnpis."
You hear the General thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
Vivaldi asks, "I'll allow it Dwi. That is the entire point, eh?"
You hear the Help thoughts of Clagg echo in your mind:
And that command string you gave Swampwort, is that the hunting command line in bigshot I'm guessing?

Noticing a cinnamon fire ant crawling nearby, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears whuffles curiously at it, the sudden gust of air causing the bug to skitter away from her!
>You hear the General thoughts of Macska echo in your mind:
Macska disagrees, "The grammar suggests that she just has a dead Murp in her possession."
You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi slyly thinks, "Anythin dat's let's me haff my way issa okay wit me!"
recite Knights of the Empire often find themselves as leaders of troops under knights-banneret or other nobles, but sometimes end up in administrative positions as a career dead-end. Almost all are members of chivalric orders.
You recite quietly:

"Knights of the Empire often find themselves as leaders of troops under knights-banneret or other nobles, but sometimes end up in administrative positions as a career dead-end. Almost all are members of chivalric orders."

>You hear the General thoughts of Starmizt echo in your mind:
Starmizt thinks, "I do not. he always vanishes to icemule i do believe."

The silver fetish dangling from Tearieyes's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding a sleek golden brown fox falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Swampwort echo in your mind:
Yup.

* Ares just got iced in the Hinterwilds!
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his frothy oatmeal stout.
>recite the next higher rank is Knight-Banneret
You recite quietly:

"The next higher rank is Knight-Banneret"

>recite Knight-Banneret - Have the right to bear banners bearing their own charges and lead followers under those banners into the field of battle.
You recite quietly:

"Knight-Banneret - Have the right to bear banners bearing their own charges and lead followers under those banners into the field of battle."

>
Everall takes a drink from his rich dark cognac.
Everall looks rather relaxed.
>recite This can be considered the highest level of knighthood. It is often given on the field of battle, and it allows a knight to raise his own standard and organize his or her own fighting force. Generally, one should be a regular knight first, but outstanding achievement and hard work can sometimes catapult newly raised knights into this position, bypassing lower ranks.
You recite quietly:

"This can be considered the highest level of knighthood. It is often given on the field of battle, and it allows a knight to raise his own standard and organize his or her own fighting force. Generally, one should be a regular knight first, but outstanding achievement and hard work can sometimes catapult newly raised knights into this position, bypassing lower ranks."

>
The green marble fetish dangling from Teeva's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>You hear the General thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
Directed to Dwi, Vivaldi thinks, "Heh."

A battered antique faewood crate trundles around Roelaren on its wobbly wooden legs. The irregular tapping sounds like one of its legs is gimped.
>recite The next rank is Knight-Commander
You recite quietly:

"The next rank is Knight-Commander"

>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball flashes once, casting long, thin shadows across the room before it fades back into a soft, steady glow.
>
A battered antique faewood crate trundles around Loralaii on its wobbly wooden legs. The irregular tapping sounds like one of its legs is gimped.
>recite Knight-Commander - Recognized leader of an organization within the empire. Sir Thadston Andrews was part of the Order of Llastal’s Guard and bore this rank. (No player has held it and it was unknown prior to Sir Thadston.)
You recite quietly:

"Knight-Commander - Recognized leader of an organization within the empire. Sir Thadston Andrews was part of the Order of Llastal s Guard and bore this rank. (No player has held it and it was unknown prior to Sir Thadston.)"

>
A battered antique faewood crate waddles over to the Teeva disk and examines it. The crate's lid opens slightly, and the ornamental scrollwork along its lid manages to convey a contemptuous sneer.
>
A charming aurora spirit joyously throws its arms towards the sky and they rise into the air like great beacons.
>
Brigit waves at a battered antique faewood crate in a dismissing gesture.
The antique faewood crate yawns widely with its lid and wearily trudges away.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Rubytip echo in your mind:
It appears to be working better "unarmed" was missing in my command.
recite This concludes the ranks or titles of Knights
You recite quietly:

"This concludes the ranks or titles of Knights"

>You hear the General thoughts of Revalius echo in your mind:
Revalius thinks, "I wanna say something about dwarf and half way.. but i'm pretty sure she meant having her way."

Tearieyes claps her hands together in delight!
>
Babuloui grunts in satisfaction.
>recite Next I will speak on Known Knights of the Lands
You recite quietly:

"Next I will speak on Known Knights of the Lands"

>
Mauss nods.
>
Teeva reaches over and leans a hand on the golden brown fox's back, rubbing him gently. The golden brown fox looks toward her and pants in response.
>
A yellow-eyed forest wolfhound barks loudly, listening with tilts of his head for any responses.
>
Trotting up to a purple modwir bin, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears sniffs at it with apparent interest. Placing her front paws at the edge of it, she sticks her head inside. Then, with a sudden movement, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears tumbles completely inside the modwir bin, landing with an audible thump. Sounds of rustling and banging can be heard from inside the bin before a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears pokes her head back into view and leaps back out, her smooth fawn-hued fur covered in bits of garbage and smelling terrible.
>You hear the General thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
Vivaldi thinks, "Shortcuts."
recite The first list I will give, are the names and ranks of knights ye may know (ooc player knights)
You recite quietly:

"The first list I will give, are the names and ranks of knights ye may know (ooc player knights)"

>
* Atreuss is seeking enlightenment. The hard way!
>You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Directed to Vivaldi, Dwi asks, "Wot?"
You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|WEDNESDAY| #TODAY in Elanthia: |5pm-Midnight: Guild Night| ** |7pm: Play GemStone IV Yes/No with Jara-DISCORD| ** |7pm: Gentleman Hoorne GALD (Premium)-FWI| ** |8:30pm: Imperial Knights Discussion-WL| (All Times Eastern) .

Mauss turns an inquisitive ear toward you.
>
A swarm of orange spiders erupts from the folds of Roelaren's spidersilk cloak and forms a pattern.
>recite There are a few Orders to which they belong, and I will speak on the Orders last
You recite quietly:

"There are a few Orders to which they belong, and I will speak on the Orders last"

>You hear the General thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
Vivaldi thinks, "Eat your turnips."
recite Order of the Silver Gryphons
You recite quietly:

"Order of the Silver Gryphons"

>You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi thinks, "Oh."

Tearieyes's obsidian ball pulses in slow, rhythmic bursts, its light synchronizing with her amaranthine stone's beat as though they're communicating through their energy.
>recite In alphabetical order...
You recite quietly:

"In alphabetical order..."

>You hear the General thoughts of Whispergrass echo in your mind:
Whispergrass exclaims, "No cuts! No buts! No coconuts!"

Lehon affectionately scratches the wolfhound's neck.
>recite Sir Balantine Farhorizon, Knight-Errant of the Empire;
Dame Bernadette, Knight-Errant;
Sir Brinn Mithrandir, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive);
Cemb Chimera (rank and title stripped);
Sir Cryheart Thaxin, Knight-Banneret of the Empire;
Please rephrase that command.
>
Please rephrase that command.
>
Please rephrase that command.
Sorry, you may only type ahead 2 commands.
>
Please rephrase that command.
Sorry, you may only type ahead 2 commands.
>
You recite quietly:

"Sir Balantine Farhorizon, Knight-Errant of the Empire"

>You hear the General thoughts of Wispibreeze echo in your mind:
Wispibreeze exclaims, "Y'all and your turnips! I want rutabaga!"
You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi thinks, "Imma hungry."

Mauss bows respectfully and inclines his head.
>recite Dame Bernadette, Knight-Errant;
You recite quietly:

"Dame Bernadette, Knight-Errant"

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Announcement! Henceforth I shall only respond to my new name, Spanky DoRight.
recite Sir Brinn Mithrandir, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive);
You recite quietly:

"Sir Brinn Mithrandir, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive)"

>recite Cemb Chimera (rank and title stripped);
You recite quietly:

"Cemb Chimera (rank and title stripped)"

>
Babuloui raises an eyebrow.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nitos echo in your mind:
Selling 75k cleric devotion, 785 bonus (949 with fixskill), 3m/week; 100k bard luck, any tier, 1.5m/week; 100k vitality, 2m/week; fixskills, 3.5m; 30-day encumbrance potions, 1m. Buying BS, 800k:1k.

Mauss raises an eyebrow.
>
A charming aurora spirit beams radiantly at Liraelle, causing her to avert her gaze.
>recite Sir Cryheart Thaxin, Knight-Banneret of the Empire;
>
Liraelle raises her hand.
>
You recite quietly:

"Sir Cryheart Thaxin, Knight-Banneret of the Empire"

>
The semitransparent image of a sleek golden brown fox flickers into life before loping away in a burst of misty green motes.
>recite Dame Deavon Laeren, Knight-Errant of the Empire;
>
You recite quietly:

"Dame Deavon Laeren, Knight-Errant of the Empire"

>You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi thinks, "A good farmer would grow more den one crop."

A sleek golden brown fox paces the area, pausing to gaze around for potential prey.
>recite Dame Evia Aramathis, Knight-Errant of the Empire;
You recite quietly:

"Dame Evia Aramathis, Knight-Errant of the Empire"

>You hear the General thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
Vivaldi thinks, "A good turnip farmer would not."
recite Sir Geijon Khyree, Knight-Errant of the Empire;
You recite quietly:

"Sir Geijon Khyree, Knight-Errant of the Empire"

>You hear the General thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dwi confusedly thinks, "But...is der sucha thing?"
recite Sir Goldstr Amright, Knight-Errant of the Empire (In Memorium);
You recite quietly:

"Sir Goldstr Amright, Knight-Errant of the Empire (In Memorium)"

>
(Mauss brushes quickly at his eye.)
>recite Sir Guarrin Hjeldin, Knight-Errant;
You recite quietly:

"Sir Guarrin Hjeldin, Knight-Errant"

>You hear the Help thoughts of Revalius echo in your mind:
Fighting words.
recite Sir Hyoko Fujimora, Knight-Errant;
You recite quietly:

"Sir Hyoko Fujimora, Knight-Errant"

>
* Kothos just gave up the ghost!
>recite Sir Kinshack Starblade, Knight-Errant (retired);
You recite quietly:

"Sir Kinshack Starblade, Knight-Errant (retired)"

>You hear the Help thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
If you were a turnip farmer, you'd probably also grow oats and barley.
You hear the General thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
Vivaldi thinks, "I can get you a box to stand on to see how what I said was the only correct answer."
You hear the General thoughts of Wispibreeze echo in your mind:
Wispibreeze thinks, "The only 'Good" farmer that I know is my Da. But he ran off with the sheep."
recite Sir Metadi Treyetha, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive);
You recite quietly:

"Sir Metadi Treyetha, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive)"

>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball moves lazily, floating as if caught in a breeze, swaying gently from side to side and leaving a soft glow in its wake.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Spanky Dewright or Spanky Hardbottom. Those are the only two names I will respond to. AND, you must do so publicly.
recite Sir Morgiest Frostgiant, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive);
You recite quietly:

"Sir Morgiest Frostgiant, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive)"

>recite Dame Mourdeyan Drayk-Art, Knight-Errant (In Memorium)
You recite quietly:

"Dame Mourdeyan Drayk-Art, Knight-Errant (In Memorium)"

>
Loralaii places a hand over her heart.
>
(Mauss brushes quickly at his other eye.)
>recite Sir Ruffelin Highstem, Knight-Errant of the Empire (inactive);
You recite quietly:

"Sir Ruffelin Highstem, Knight-Errant of the Empire (inactive)"

>
Hovering still, Tearieyes's amaranthine stone emits faint tendrils of light, stretching out before retracting.
>recite Sir Shirkon Rockcleaver, Knight-Errant of the Empire;
You recite quietly:

"Sir Shirkon Rockcleaver, Knight-Errant of the Empire"

>
Teeva winces as a calico field rat snuffles along her neck, pausing to dig its nose into her ear.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Whistfylle echo in your mind:
..If?
You hear the General thoughts of Babuloui echo in your mind:
Babuloui thinks, "Ahhh da adventurer's be thinking of farming tonight. That must be why da monsters carry tarts and treats -- ta lure us back inta death an mayhem."
recite Sir Tebon Hawggweiler, Knight-Errant;
You recite quietly:

"Sir Tebon Hawggweiler, Knight-Errant"

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Szula echo in your mind:
Hawt.
recite Sir Waldo2 Ptolemy, Knight-Errant (retired);
You recite quietly:

"Sir Waldo2 Ptolemy, Knight-Errant (retired)"

>recite Dame Wanton Destruction, Knight-Errant (In Memorium);
You recite quietly:

"Dame Wanton Destruction, Knight-Errant (In Memorium)"

>
Babuloui takes a drink from his thick dark lager.
Babuloui looks rather relaxed.
>
Mauss bows respectfully and inclines his head.
>You hear the Allgryphons thoughts of Guarrin echo in your mind:
Guarrin thinks, "Hail friends."
recite Sir Welan Cadwalider, Knight-Errant (retired);
You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
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>
You recite quietly:

"Sir Welan Cadwalider, Knight-Errant (retired)"

>recite Sir Yarx Teelf, Knight-Errant of the Empire (In Memorium);
You recite quietly:

"Sir Yarx Teelf, Knight-Errant of the Empire (In Memorium)"

>
With excited whining noises, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears starts to wag her stubby tail so hard that her entire body begins to sway in time with the motion.
>recite Dame Yviara Hjeldin, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive).
You recite quietly:

"Dame Yviara Hjeldin, Knight-Banneret of the Empire (inactive)."

>
A waterfall of misty green light briefly cascades from a bone and green marble fetish adorned with a glistening black eye dangling from Teeva's wrist.
>You hear the Allgryphons thoughts of Cryheart echo in your mind:
Cryheart thinks, "Hail all, Sir Guarrin, good eve."
recite In case ye nae hae caught on, Male knights receive the title Sir, and females receive the title Dame
You recite quietly:

"In case ye nae hae caught on, Male knights receive the title Sir, and females receive the title Dame"

>
Brigit grins.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Chaddeaux echo in your mind:
We're still in the Landing rogue guild for the rest of guild night. If you need partner reps or an audience or a table for those goofy dagger games, come on by. We also have a ridiciulous amount of whiskey and food. Please remove all spiked and flaring gear when working with a partner.
You hear the Allgryphons thoughts of Everall echo in your mind:
Everall thinks, "Good eve Sir Guarring and Sir Cryheart."

Roelaren says, "Quite a few folks."
>
Lehon nods.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball flashes once, casting long, thin shadows across the room before it fades back into a soft, steady glow.
>
Dwi just arrived, dragging Guarrin with her.
>
Babuloui grunts in agreement.
>You hear the Allgryphons thoughts of Cryheart echo in your mind:
Cryheart thinks, "Good eve, Squire Everall."

Dwi smirks at Guarrin.
>
Roelaren hugs Dwi.
>recite That concludes the list of Knights of the Order of the Silver Gryphons, which is based here in Wehnimer's Landing but service Baron Malwind
Lehon bows to Guarrin.
>
You recite quietly:

"That concludes the list of Knights of the Order of the Silver Gryphons, which is based here in Wehnimer's Landing but service Baron Malwind"

>
Babuloui squints.
>
Dwi's sentient potato whistles a jaunty little ditty!
>
Tearieyes grins.
>
Dwi heartily says, "Lookit wot I drragg'd in."
>
* The death cry of Kore echoes in your mind!
>You hear the Help thoughts of Drizdark echo in your mind:
What if we like getting spiked and flared?

Dwi winks at Guarrin.
>
Lehon says, "Heard his name."
>
Mauss begins chortling at Dwi.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Paying 250k for any lure or bait with a +18 bonus at any depth.

Dwi plops down to the ground in a sitting position.
>
Mauss nods to Guarrin in greeting.
>
Dwi grunts at Roelaren happily, grinning.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Starmizt echo in your mind:
Hey drizdark.

Roelaren nods to Guarrin in greeting.
>
Babuloui exclaims, "Oooh! Show an tell!"
>
Dwi begins chuckling at Guarrin!
>
Mauss and Dwi bash their forearms in greeting.
>
Guarrin says, "Evening everyone."
>
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Roelaren begins to falter, then completely fades away.
>
Dwi grunts at Mauss and nods.
>
A corona of purple hazed light surrounds a wood-framed silver fetish decorated with a velvety dark plum moonflower dangling from Tearieyes's wrist before fading away.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Know why Koar prefers High Steel over Low Steel?

Everall turns toward Guarrin and renders a sharp hand salute.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Drizdark echo in your mind:
Hey Ma!

Lehon says, "Just in time for the role call."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Chaddeaux echo in your mind:
You can fly your freak flag outside of the rogue guild, thanks.

Speaking respectfully to Guarrin, Everall says, "Sir."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Starmizt echo in your mind:
Hi son.

Roelaren smiles evening to ye as well
>recite There is another Order of knights which also serve Baron Malwind of Vornavis, but are based in the town of Solhaven
You recite quietly:

"There is another Order of knights which also serve Baron Malwind of Vornavis, but are based in the town of Solhaven"

>
Roelaren smiles.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
He only hunts InKoarporeal creatures.

Tearieyes's obsidian ball flashes once, casting long, thin shadows across the room before it fades back into a soft, steady glow.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Vivaldi echo in your mind:
I think the empaths already claimed that flag, no?
look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears, a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a charming aurora spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Sir Guarrin, Dwi who is sitting, Necrotic Admiral Loralaii, Gardener Brigit, Liraelle, Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Babuloui, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva
Obvious paths: none
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Kore echo in your mind:
Very true.

The brilliant luminescence fades from around Tearieyes.
>
Everall takes a drink from his rich dark cognac.
Everall looks rather relaxed.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Kore echo in your mind:
They also hunt me.

Dwi heartily says, "Oh..."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Acerbius echo in your mind:
Somebody stop Spanky.

Dwi stands up.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Soulheaven echo in your mind:
If you like that I think you been standing a little to close to the cauldron.
recite Order of the Azure Sun
You recite quietly:

"Order of the Azure Sun"

>
Dwi sits down on the wooden rocking chair.
>
Tearieyes returns to normal color.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>recite In alphabetical Order, those members are:
You recite quietly:

"In alphabetical Order, those members are:"

>
Speaking heartily to Mauss, Dwi says, "I sumptimes fergits dat dis issa my chair."
>
Dwi smirks.
>
Speaking heartily to Mauss, Dwi says, "I sumptimes fergits dat dis issa my chair."
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his thick dark lager.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
Dwi belches softly.
>recite Dame Aiska Sunrider, Knight-Errant of Vornavis, retired 5119;
You recite quietly:

"Dame Aiska Sunrider, Knight-Errant of Vornavis, retired 5119"

>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Know why Koar named me Spanky? He said I deserved Koarporal punishment.

Brigit takes a drink from her rich dark cognac.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Nucky been testing the new iron making script and inhaling too many fumes.

Speaking heartily to Mauss, Dwi says, "Pay attentshun."
>recite Sir Aydan Mursilis, Knight-Banneret of the Empire, retired 5116;
You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Koar koar koar koar.
>
You recite quietly:

"Sir Aydan Mursilis, Knight-Banneret of the Empire, retired 5116"

>
Dwi touches one finger to her lips.
>
Babuloui appears to be trying hard not to grin.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball moves lazily, floating as if caught in a breeze, swaying gently from side to side and leaving a soft glow in its wake.
>recite Sir Bristen Mires, Knight of the Empire;
You recite quietly:

"Sir Bristen Mires, Knight of the Empire"

>You hear the OOC thoughts of Khuru echo in your mind:
Dont start this crap again.

Teeva fidgets.
>
Dwi smirks at Mauss.
>recite Sir Eahlstan Hjeldin, Knight-Banneret of the Empire;
You recite quietly:

"Sir Eahlstan Hjeldin, Knight-Banneret of the Empire"

>recite Sir Mynon Felcroth, Knight-Errant of Vornavis;
You recite quietly:

"Sir Mynon Felcroth, Knight-Errant of Vornavis"

>
A sleek golden brown fox stretches out and rolls over on his side sound asleep.
>
Loralaii's sentient potato boasts, "My mom slayed a behemothic skeletal king once!"
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Start?
You hear the OOC thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
He never stopped.
recite Dame Dirra Crawfinn, Knight-Errant of Vornavis;
You recite quietly:

"Dame Dirra Crawfinn, Knight-Errant of Vornavis"

>You hear the OOC thoughts of Wyndspeak echo in your mind:
Koarap?

Mauss smiles quietly to himself.
>
Dwi quietly says, "Sir miksalot."
>
Dwi ducks her head.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
A yellow-eyed forest wolfhound pants heavily!
>recite That concludes those members of the Order of the Azure Sun
You recite quietly:

"That concludes those members of the Order of the Azure Sun"

>You hear the OOC thoughts of Wyrmheart echo in your mind:
Is Nucky doing an onKoar.

Tearieyes's amaranthine stone circles her obsidian ball, casting small, glowing patterns on the surrounding space before the obsidian ball responds with a sudden, bright flash of energy.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|OUTLETS| The TownCrier Daily delivers today's new headlines to your email every midday: http://bit.ly/2vnSPLp Hear today's events via your Alexa Flash Briefing by adding "Today in GemStone IV": https://amzn.to/2GZJ6k1 Or find the GemStone IV TownCrier on Apple Podcasts, Podbean, or your favorite podcast source. Search for: Today's GemStone IV Podcast.

A stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears stares up at Lehon with sad eyes, obviously begging him for food or attention.
>
Lehon whispers to the group, "Ooc need to day dream."
>
A swarm of spiders scatters into the folds of Roelaren's spidersilk cloak.
>recite There is one knight which serves the Northern Fury in Icemule Trace
You recite quietly:

"There is one knight which serves the Northern Fury in Icemule Trace"

>
Everall nods understandingly.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Know what Koar wears in the winter?

A waterfall of misty green light briefly cascades from a bone and green marble fetish adorned with a glistening black eye dangling from Teeva's wrist.
>
A blue-eyed grey cat pads in.
>recite Sir Valicar VonWraithmaster, Knight-Banneret
You recite quietly:

"Sir Valicar VonWraithmaster, Knight-Banneret"

>
Dwi grunts and nods.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Koardigans.

Roelaren loses her focused look.
>
Roelaren loses her intense expression.
>
Dark red droplets seep out of Roelaren's skin and evaporate.
>
Roelaren loses an aura of resolve.
>
(OOC) Mauss's player whispers to the group, "Oooh there's a "von"?"
>
Pale, swirling mist begins to billow out from nothingness before you, and quickly coalesces into a small orb of shifting essence. Suddenly, the orb expands and forms an elliptical portal of swirling blues and blacks, its edges shrouded in dancing blue-white mist.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
And his favorite reality tv show... the koardashians.

Gelfander steps out of the shifting portal, followed closely by his group.
The shifting portal shimmers slightly, the haze within its glowing outline growing opaque as it contracts to a pinpoint of blue-grey mist and vanishes.
>recite That conluces those knights of the realms whose names ye may know (player characters)
You recite quietly:

"That conluces those knights of the realms whose names ye may know (player characters)"

>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Roelaren hugs Starkitty, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
>
Starkitty hugs Roelaren, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
>
Roelaren hugs Gelfander, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
>
Gelfander hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Clairette echo in your mind:
OnKoar was pretty good.

Roelaren smiles.
>
Mauss nods warily to Starkitty.
>
Gelfander leans on Lehon, giving him a companionable grin.
>
Mauss nods curtly to Gelfander.
>
Starkitty waves to Mauss.
>
Gelfander nods at Mauss.
>
Dwi grunts at you happily, grinning.
>recite Now in our histories, there are some figures of note, knights which belong to varous other organizations
You recite quietly:

"Now in our histories, there are some figures of note, knights which belong to varous other organizations"

>recite (OOC NPCs)
You recite quietly:

"(OOC NPCs)"

>
Speaking heartily to Roelaren, Dwi asks, "Ye know da roundest knight dotcha?"
>
A corona of purple hazed light surrounds a wood-framed silver fetish decorated with a velvety dark plum moonflower dangling from Tearieyes's wrist before fading away.
>
Brigit takes a drink from her rich dark cognac.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his thick dark lager.
>recite The Company of the Three Maidens
You recite quietly:

"The Company of the Three Maidens"

>
From within Tearieyes's obsidian ball, tendrils of light snake outward, touching the surrounding space before withdrawing, leaving a faint, glowing trail in their wake.
>
Roelaren shakes her head.
>
Speaking quietly to Roelaren, Dwi says, "Sir Cumference."
>
Tearieyes pauses for a moment to study you, her gaze dwelling upon your features with thoughtful clarity.
>
Dwi winks.
>recite Sir Clayton Grantham of Idolize (founder)
You recite quietly:

"Sir Clayton Grantham of Idolize (founder)"

>
Babuloui giggles.
>
Mauss groans at Dwi.
>
Roelaren grins.
>
Gelfander cackles at Dwi!
>
Teeva stares at Dwi.
>
Dwi touches one finger to her lips.
>
Liraelle giggles at Dwi.
>recite Order of the Crimson Fist
You recite quietly:

"Order of the Crimson Fist"

>
Teeva sits down next to a sleek golden brown fox.
>
A soft, rhythmic pulsing emanates from Tearieyes's amaranthine stone, causing the room to feel alive with quiet energy, as though the light itself is breathing.
>recite Sir Gallestan the Mighty
You recite quietly:

"Sir Gallestan the Mighty"

>recite The Golden Knight of Keaton Isle
You recite quietly:

"The Golden Knight of Keaton Isle"

>
Starkitty nods at Gelfander.
>
Without warning, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears starts to enthusiastically lick the porch steps. Apparently losing interest, she stops a few moments later, leaving the steps with a sheen of slimy drool.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his frothy oatmeal stout.
>recite Sir Hughrond
You recite quietly:

"Sir Hughrond"

>recite Order of the Golvern Star
You recite quietly:

"Order of the Golvern Star"

>recite Sir Pyrrhon Von Kammersteyul of Immuron (founder)
You recite quietly:

"Sir Pyrrhon Von Kammersteyul of Immuron (founder)"

>You hear the OOC thoughts of Loralaii echo in your mind:
You guys are fired.

Roelaren focuses on Gelfander with intense concentration.
Nothing happens.
>
Everall smiles.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Lehon seems a bit less imposing.
>
The silvery luminescence fades from around Lehon.
>
The bright luminescence fades from around Lehon.
>
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Lehon.
>
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Lehon suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
>recite Jantalar
You recite quietly:

"Jantalar"

>
Starkitty leans back, trying to ignore the shuffling of a pink-eared fluffy snow white chinchilla with emerald green eyes as it creeps from one of her shoulders to the other, whacking her a few times in the chin with its long furry tail.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Oh come on loralaii.

Roelaren focuses on Gelfander with intense concentration.
Gelfander's right arm wound gradually fades, forming on Roelaren's right arm instead.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Khuru echo in your mind:
It's been the dumbest prattle on OOC in a long, long time.

A pained expression crosses Everall's face.
>recite Sir Trevor
You recite quietly:

"Sir Trevor"

>
Gelfander hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Be koardial.

Roelaren murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Roelaren gestures.
Roelaren's right arm looks better.
The scar on Roelaren's right arm glows faintly white before fading altogether.
>
Roelaren wavers with sudden fatigue, but at the same time, Gelfander appears particularly enlivened.
>
Roelaren smiles at Gelfander.
>
Dwi grunts and nods.
>
The grey cat pads around the area.
>recite Sir Brashton, Knight of the Empire, Captain of the Firebird
You recite quietly:

"Sir Brashton, Knight of the Empire, Captain of the Firebird"

>
Babuloui takes a drink from his frothy oatmeal stout.
>
The field rat on Teeva's shoulder slinks downwards, controlling its descent with scrabbly little claws, until it disappears with a curious squeak into a lacquered hip-satchel woven from green reeds.
>
Dwi glances up.
>
Starkitty grimaces as her brown rat suddenly cranes around her face to see something, its paw anchored onto her nose. A sudden slip sends the rodent flailing and clinging wildly to Starkitty's front before scrambling back up to her shoulder with an embarrassed and sulky squeak.
>recite Davard Priot of Talador, Commander of the Taladorian Guard (rank and title stripped)
Dwi heartily says, "Dat's a job."
>
You recite quietly:

"Davard Priot of Talador, Commander of the Taladorian Guard (rank and title stripped)"

>
Babuloui rubs his chin thoughtfully.
>
Dwi blinks at you.
>recite Sir Edmund Tallaway, Order of the Govern Star
You recite quietly:

"Sir Edmund Tallaway, Order of the Govern Star"

>
The surface of Tearieyes's amaranthine stone bleeds away into a watery globe depicting an exotic coral reef. The peaceful sound of gentle, lapping water drifts from the wondrous sight for a moment, but it soon fades away when her stone resumes its original appearance once more.
>
Dwi chuckles.
>recite Sir Kreyden Korvassar of Idolize, Knight-Errant
You recite quietly:

"Sir Kreyden Korvassar of Idolize, Knight-Errant"

>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|HELLO| We have all the news that's fit to share for you today! Every 5 minutes, we'll be sharing a carefully curated set of leading headlines via Lich and ESP, from major GS news sources and fellow adventurers. Send news and tips via the little web form: https://gstowncrier.com/send-in-news/ We archive all previous news at our website, where we also maintain a Master Calendar of all GemStone events. http://gstowncrier.com/ .
recite Maldon Wellesbourne of Jantalar, founder of the Order of the Silver Gryphons (rank and title relinquished)
You recite quietly:

"Maldon Wellesbourne of Jantalar, founder of the Order of the Silver Gryphons (rank and title relinquished)"

>
A waterfall of purple hazed light briefly cascades from a wood-framed silver fetish decorated with a velvety dark plum moonflower dangling from Tearieyes's wrist.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Taulramil echo in your mind:
Stop being a khoar.

Speaking quietly to Mauss, Dwi says, "I like how da kanites just moob pass scandals."
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>recite Sir Michael Crowbone of Hendor
You recite quietly:

"Sir Michael Crowbone of Hendor"

>
Dwi grunts, amused.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - MB 1m.
recite (Deceased) Sir Ridir, Order of the Golvern Star
You recite quietly:

"(Deceased) Sir Ridir, Order of the Golvern Star"

>
Dwi grunts in obvious annoyance.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Glayve echo in your mind:
1m.
recite Sir Thadston Andrews of Hendor, Order of Llaestal’s Guard (retired)
You recite quietly:

"Sir Thadston Andrews of Hendor, Order of Llaestal s Guard (retired)"

>
Dwi grunts happily, grinning.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball vibrates, causing the air around it to hum with energy as its inner light pulses with increasing intensity before fading away again.
>
Scroll Keeper Gelfander's group just went down the porch steps.
>recite Sir Tollman Taggart, Knight of the Empire, Order of the Golvern Star
You recite quietly:

"Sir Tollman Taggart, Knight of the Empire, Order of the Golvern Star"

>
Augustinia begins to breathe less deeply.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
The grey cat rubs up against Loralaii.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - CB 1m GLayve.
recite Sir Vectors Kestrel Ranheles of Mestanir, Knight of the Empire, Order of the Raptor’s Eyes
You recite quietly:

"Sir Vectors Kestrel Ranheles of Mestanir, Knight of the Empire, Order of the Raptor s Eyes"

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Kaetel echo in your mind:
1.1m.
You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
2m.
recite Sir Gedrick the Grey, Knight-Errant of Vornavis
You recite quietly:

"Sir Gedrick the Grey, Knight-Errant of Vornavis"

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Bigsword echo in your mind:
2.5m.

Babuloui takes a drink from his thick dark lager.
Babuloui looks rather relaxed.
>
Speaking quietly to Mauss, Dwi says, "Keep attit...sumpday ye could be Sir Mauss o' da cheese."
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
Dwi flirts with Mauss.
>
Babuloui grunts bemusedly.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - CB 2.5m Bigsword.
You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
I see your shwartz is as big as mine.

Mauss groans at Dwi.
>
As Tearieyes's amaranthine stone pulses, her obsidian ball mimics its rhythm, the two synchronizing their energy like dancers moving in perfect time.
>
The semitransparent image of a sleek golden brown fox flickers into life before loping away in a burst of misty green motes.
>recite This concludes the list of historical knights....many of whom I and ye may hae met, and can be read in the scrolls about their deeds
You recite quietly:

"This concludes the list of historical knights....many of whom I and ye may hae met, and can be read in the scrolls about their deeds"

>
Tearieyes becomes solid again.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Dargol echo in your mind:
Somethings wrong with mega maid.
You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - CB 2.5m Bigsword twice.

Roelaren agrees with you.
>
Babuloui grunts gratefully.
>recite Now I will speak a bit about the Orders, or organizations to which they belong
You recite quietly:

"Now I will speak a bit about the Orders, or organizations to which they belong"

>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Everall turns an inquisitive ear toward you.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Gahhh, its so nice...

Your white alloy platemail suddenly shifts and falls out of alignment.
>
Tearieyes's amaranthine stone spirals downward toward her obsidian ball, its light dimming and brightening, while the other flutters upward in response, maintaining the distance between them with a careful, fluid movement.
>
Dwi whispers, "Ook! I kin stop...if'n ye want...else I could goanywheres! I wont be unsultin tho."
>recite The Order of the Silver Gryphons
You recite quietly:

"The Order of the Silver Gryphons"

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
But I swing da edged.
armor support
You adjust your white alloy platemail, improving its ability to support the weight of your gear.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
>
Dwi grunts at you happily, grinning.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Change it.

Dwi heartily says, "Dem guys issa perty nice."
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Glayve echo in your mind:
3m.

Dwi cracks her knuckles!
>
Tearieyes hoots.
>recite The Order of the Silver Gryphon was founded in the winter of 5095 by a Jantalarian knight named Sir Maldon Wellesbourne.
You recite quietly:

"The Order of the Silver Gryphon was founded in the winter of 5095 by a Jantalarian knight named Sir Maldon Wellesbourne."

>
Roelaren nods at Dwi.
>
(OOC) Mauss's player whispers to the group, "Y'all know Dwi's doing this on purpose!! :-|."
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - CB 3m Glayve.
recite The Order began in Eorgaen of '95 when a Jantalaran knight named Sir Maldon came to the Landing. He had been sent by the Baron of Jantalar to re-establish his claim over an abandoned holding to the south and east of Wehnimer's
You recite quietly:

"The Order began in Eorgaen of '95 when a Jantalaran knight named Sir Maldon came to the Landing. He had been sent by the Baron of Jantalar to re-establish his claim over an abandoned holding to the south and east of Wehnimer's"

>
Roelaren smiles at Mauss.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Bigsword echo in your mind:
3.5m.

Dwi glances between Mauss and Roelaren.
>
Dwi rubs her chin thoughtfully.
>recite With plans for a war of expansion against the neighboring Barony of Vornavis (south over the mountains from Wehnimer's), the Baron of Jantalar feared that once he blockaded Vornavis' seaport the barony would establish a trade route through a mountain pass to the Landing and prolong the war. Maldon's holding would give him a basis for claiming overlordship of the Landing and allow him to prevent Vornavis from finding a new source for supplies.
You recite quietly:

"With plans for a war of expansion against the neighboring Barony of Vornavis (south over the mountains from Wehnimer's), the Baron of Jantalar feared that once he blockaded Vornavis' seaport the barony would establish a trade route through a mountain pass to the Landing and prolong the war. Maldon's holding would give him a basis for claiming overlordship of the Landing and allow him to prevent Vornavis from finding a new source for supplies."

>
The visage of a monkey briefly obscures Tearieyes's face before the illusion shatters into motes of purple hazed light.
>
Dwi shakes her head at Mauss and clucks her tongue.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - CB 3.5m Bigsword.

With a wave and a kiss blown into the wind, Loralaii leaves the area.
>
Everall nods at Guarrin.
>recite In opposition to his own lord's plans, Sir Maldon (for personal reasons) determined to found a chivalric order in the Landing. Since the baron's plan was to claim overlordship of the town based upon the existence of his holding and upon the absence of any recognized nobility in the Landing, the forming of such an order would create a counter to the baron's ambitions.
You recite quietly:

"In opposition to his own lord's plans, Sir Maldon (for personal reasons) determined to found a chivalric order in the Landing. Since the baron's plan was to claim overlordship of the town based upon the existence of his holding and upon the absence of any recognized nobility in the Landing, the forming of such an order would create a counter to the baron's ambitions."

>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Dwi heartily says, "Wait fer it...Fish Town's gonna sink."
>
Dwi chuckles to herself.
>
Dwi heartily says, "Best story eber."
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Glayve echo in your mind:
4m.

Barking wildly, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears chases a snapdragon plume moth across the area, her tail wagging happily. She snaps a few times at the insect, though it merely lazily flies higher and out of reach of the excited canine.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
The semitransparent image of a sleek golden brown fox flickers into life before loping away in a burst of misty green motes.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Bigsword echo in your mind:
5m.

Oddly enough, Roelaren seems somewhat less buoyant.
>recite After speaking to some of the older folks in the town square, Sir Maldon sought out Metaboculous and Berr, purportedly the two most experienced warriors in the Landing. He asked them for the names of anyone they thought would be interested in becoming members of such an order. Maldon purposely asked warriors, because historically and "in other lands" knighthood and chivalry have been founded first upon the abilities of mounted warriors, secondly upon the qualities of courage and loyalty, and thirdly upon personal honor.
You recite quietly:

"After speaking to some of the older folks in the town square, Sir Maldon sought out Metaboculous and Berr, purportedly the two most experienced warriors in the Landing. He asked them for the names of anyone they thought would be interested in becoming members of such an order. Maldon purposely asked warriors, because historically and "in other lands" knighthood and chivalry have been founded first upon the abilities of mounted warriors, secondly upon the qualities of courage and loyalty, and thirdly upon personal honor. "

>
Brigit takes a drink from her rich dark cognac.
Brigit looks rather relaxed.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|PSA| Subscribers: Did you claim your free SimuCoins in the SimuCoin Shop yet this month? Don't forget to! https://store.play.net/store/purchase/gs .

Dwi faces Roelaren, closes her eyes and begins chanting. A small spark leaps from Dwi's fingers... but little else happens.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - CB 5m Bigsword.

The grey cat pads around the area.
>
Teeva helps herself to a leg of roasted rabbit.
>
Roelaren smiles at Dwi.
>recite Also, Maldon knew that when the Baron of Jantalar did invade the Landing he would do it with means to render magic useless, so it made sense to found an opposing order based on members whose abilities would be least hindered by the baron's tactics.
You recite quietly:

"Also, Maldon knew that when the Baron of Jantalar did invade the Landing he would do it with means to render magic useless, so it made sense to found an opposing order based on members whose abilities would be least hindered by the baron's tactics."

>
A searing arc of radiant golden light trails Roelaren's black ko'nag runestaff as she stows it in her runestaff sling.
>
A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Fanaliel.
>
Mauss murmurs, "Mounts..."
>
Fanaliel hoots at Liraelle.
>
Sir Cryheart strides in with fluid grace, each footstep leaving behind a faintly glowing, misty green owl feather that twirls in his wake.
>
Mauss smiles knowingly.
>
Augustinia put an engraved faewood runestaff in her wand harness.
>
Babuloui grunts in understanding.
>
Cryheart blinks.
>
Mauss and Cryheart bash their forearms in greeting.
>
Fanaliel's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around his arms.
>
Cryheart gazes in wonder at his surroundings.
>recite The Order was initially limited to twelve members, because of Maldon's estimate of his own limits on time, leadership, and organization. It was restricted to warriors only because some consistent basis for limitation was needed.
Cryheart and Mauss bash their forearms in greeting.
>
You recite quietly:

"The Order was initially limited to twelve members, because of Maldon's estimate of his own limits on time, leadership, and organization. It was restricted to warriors only because some consistent basis for limitation was needed. "

>
Mauss smiles at Fanaliel.
>
Roelaren smiles at Cryheart.
>
The green-gold web of protection surrounding Fanaliel falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
Speaking to Liraelle, Fanaliel says, "Not where I thought I was gonna end up when I fogged you but I'll take it."
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - CB 5m Bigsword twice!

Cryheart gives Roelaren a friendly hug.
>
Roelaren hugs Cryheart.
>
Liraelle giggles at Fanaliel.
>
Roelaren smiles.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball and her amaranthine stone move toward each other, their lights briefly overlapping before they suddenly drift apart, each leaving behind a trail of glimmering sparks.
>
Fanaliel nods to Mauss in greeting.
>recite Every member knew of several interested candidates, and without some clearly defined criteria the choice of who was or was not allowed to join would be perceived as a totally subjective and unfair process. As far as whether the Order will continue as a warriors-only organization or not, that is up to the members.
You recite quietly:

"Every member knew of several interested candidates, and without some clearly defined criteria the choice of who was or was not allowed to join would be perceived as a totally subjective and unfair process. As far as whether the Order will continue as a warriors-only organization or not, that is up to the members."

>
Everall turns toward Cryheart and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Dwi grunts at Cryheart, amused.
>
Cryheart shivers uncontrollably, looking cold and miserable.
>
Fanaliel joins your group.
Your spirit is bolstered by a great sense of faith and conviction.
You feel more secure basking in the glow of divine protection.
>
Lehon bows to Cryheart.
>recite Given the interest of non-warriors in chivalric ideals I would expect that other orders will form, perhaps regardless of whether the Order becomes open to non-warriors or not. With the number of people in the lands these days I would be amazed if the Order was able to absorb all those interested in chivalric ideals, and still remain a manageable organization.
You recite quietly:

"Given the interest of non-warriors in chivalric ideals I would expect that other orders will form, perhaps regardless of whether the Order becomes open to non-warriors or not. With the number of people in the lands these days I would be amazed if the Order was able to absorb all those interested in chivalric ideals, and still remain a manageable organization."

>
Tearieyes waves to Cryheart.
>
The grey cat cleans her coat carefully.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling a pendant: +10 Combat Maneuver Bonus, + 9 Blunt Bonus, crumbly - CB 5m Bigsword SOLD.

Cryheart bows.
>
Speaking quietly to Cryheart, Dwi says, "Nobody's follerin ye wit dis feller onna stage."
>
Dwi winks.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>recite The Holding for the Order of the Silver Gryphon is located in the Lysierian hills above the trails from the Old Mine Road. It was originally an abandoned holding for a knight from Jantalar named Sir Trevar who was murdered at the location. It was reclaimed by Sir Maldon Wellsbourne and eventually rehabilitated by the members of the Order. It pre-dates MHO structures, but was absorbed into that system when it was implemented and follows similar rules presently..
You recite quietly:

"The Holding for the Order of the Silver Gryphon is located in the Lysierian hills above the trails from the Old Mine Road. It was originally an abandoned holding for a knight from Jantalar named Sir Trevar who was murdered at the location. It was reclaimed by Sir Maldon Wellsbourne and eventually rehabilitated by the members of the Order. It pre-dates MHO structures, but was absorbed into that system when it was implemented and follows similar rules presently.."

>
Fanaliel sits down next to Mauss.
>
Dwi removes some fresh catnip from in her leather herb kit.
>
Liraelle grins slowly.
>
Cryheart drips icy water everywhere.
>
The forest wolfhound turns his head away from Dwi as she brings the catnip near him.
>
Dwi grunts at the wolfhound happily, grinning.
>
Cryheart helps himself to a wedge of crusty peach pie.
>
Babuloui blinks.
>
Fanaliel nods at Mauss.
>recite Based on room limits the catacombs and test Forge were locked. GMs or special events occasionally will grant access and open them for tours. During the War with Jantalar when the Holding was overtaken and Raznel conducted experiments below.
You recite quietly:

"Based on room limits the catacombs and test Forge were locked. GMs or special events occasionally will grant access and open them for tours. During the War with Jantalar when the Holding was overtaken and Raznel conducted experiments below."

>
From within Tearieyes's amaranthine stone, tendrils of light snake outward, touching the surrounding space before withdrawing, leaving a faint, glowing trail in their wake.
>
Liraelle sits down next to Fanaliel.
>
Speaking quietly to a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound, Dwi says, "A real doggy."
>
Liraelle's eyes take on a glassy look as she appears to fall into a vivid daydream.
>
The silver fetish dangling from Tearieyes's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
Dwi grunts at the wolfhound and nods.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
The grey cat stares at a sleek golden brown fox intently.
>
Dwi put some fresh catnip in her leather herb kit.
>
Cryheart put a wedge of crusty peach pie in his cotton twill cloak.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Cryheart wraps his cloak tightly about himself.
>
Mauss grabs a simple black rolton wool blanket neatly folded into a tidy square from inside his grey wolf fur satchel.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
Brigit takes a drink from her rich dark cognac.
Brigit looks rather relaxed.
>
Mauss offers Cryheart a simple black rolton wool blanket neatly folded into a tidy square.
>
Roelaren helps herself to a slice of blueberry pie.
>
Roelaren takes a bite of her blueberry pie.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his thick dark lager.
>recite The Symbol of the Order is:
You recite quietly:

"The Symbol of the Order is:"

>recite Enclosed within a ruby red circle is a majestic silver gryphon on a field of black.
You recite quietly:

"Enclosed within a ruby red circle is a majestic silver gryphon on a field of black."

>
Cryheart accepts Mauss's rolton wool blanket.
>tap my bracer
You tap a black enameled bracer with a silver gryphon set in a ruby circle that you are wearing.
>
Cryheart glances at a simple black rolton wool blanket neatly folded into a tidy square in his hand.
>
The suede fetish dangling from Cryheart's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>recite The following banners can be seen at the court in Vornavis:
You recite quietly:

"The following banners can be seen at the court in Vornavis:"

>
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
>
Dwi glances up.
>
Cryheart nods at Mauss.
>
Dwi grunts in annoyance, rolling her eyes.
>
Teeva suddenly pauses, a look of consternation crossing her features as she listens intently.
>
Cryheart offers Mauss a simple black rolton wool blanket neatly folded into a tidy square.
>recite a white banner - Welan Cadwalider
You recite quietly:

"A white banner - Welan Cadwalider"

>
Brilliant white motes of light form in Tearieyes's upturned palms and drift upwards as they build in intensity.
Tearieyes gestures.
Tearieyes gets a frustrated look on her face.
>
Zayyah just arrived.
>
Mauss accepts Cryheart's rolton wool blanket.
>
Zayyah nods at Tearieyes.
>
Mauss looks thoughtful for a moment, then shrugs.
>
A corona of misty green light surrounds a bone and green marble fetish adorned with a glistening black eye dangling from Teeva's wrist before fading away.
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a wyvern, verdant, on a field of white.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a wyvern, verdant, on a field of white."

>
Roelaren taps a black enameled bracer with a silver gryphon set in a ruby circle that she is wearing.
>
Dwi grunts at Mauss, amused.
>
With excited whining noises, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears starts to wag her stubby tail so hard that her entire body begins to sway in time with the motion.
>recite a gold banner - Waldo2 Ptolomy
Tearieyes waves to Zayyah.
>
You recite quietly:

"A gold banner - Waldo2 Ptolomy"

>
A yellow-eyed forest wolfhound snorts and sneezes, sneezing once or twice more as he stands back up.
>
Dwi cackles!
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a rampant bear, black, on a field of gold.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a rampant bear, black, on a field of gold."

>
A yellow-eyed forest wolfhound settles into a comfortable sitting position.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|CAPPED| At 6am on Monday, July 27th, Bippo capped in Icemule Trace. This largely went unnoticed as the Gods were asleep and failed to smite him. When asked about the achievement, Bippo quipped, "I'd like to thank the little people - the halflings, the gnomes, the dwarves ..." Congratulations, Bippo! https://www.instagram.com/p/DbWws0luKp6/ .
recite a crimson banner - Wanton Destruction
You recite quietly:

"A crimson banner - Wanton Destruction"

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling! a stickpin: +3 edged bonus, +4 PF bonus, persists - MB 100k.
recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a rising pegasus, white, on a field of crimson.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a rising pegasus, white, on a field of crimson."

>
Zayyah just went down the porch steps.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
The coil of black ora on Brigit's body is momentarily engulfed in a shroud of darkness!
>recite an ivory white banner - Cemb Chimera
You recite quietly:

"An ivory white banner - Cemb Chimera"

>
Babuloui takes a drink from his frothy oatmeal stout.
>
Roelaren says, "Nice."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Granpappy used to say...Waldo tahoo? He aint a chip offa ol' Waldo one!

Roelaren takes a bite of her blueberry pie.
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a rampant dragon, on a field of white.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a rampant dragon, on a field of white."

>You hear the OOC thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Dey he'd run.

With deliberate hand movements, Tearieyes plucks two illusory strands out of the air and knots them together.
>
Tearieyes gestures into the air.
Nothing happens.
>
Ruffling its feathers, a speckled pigeon coos a soft minor descant on Dwi's shoulder before falling silent.
>
Mauss lifts the blanket and gives it a firm shake, sending a quick ripple through the fabric that unfurls it.
>recite an argent banner - Hyoko Fujimoro
You recite quietly:

"An argent banner - Hyoko Fujimoro"

>
* Linor just got iced in the Hinterwilds!
>
Mauss lifts a simple black rolton wool blanket bordered in a white key pattern and draws it around his shoulders, settling the fabric so it wraps securely along his upper body.
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a greatsword proper between thirteen sanguine droplets, and crested with a fan surrounded by gules stars on a field of argent.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a greatsword proper between thirteen sanguine droplets, and crested with a fan surrounded by gules stars on a field of argent."

>
From within Tearieyes's amaranthine stone, tendrils of light snake outward, touching the surrounding space before withdrawing, leaving a faint, glowing trail in their wake.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling! a stickpin: +3 edged bonus, +4 PF bonus, persists - Flat 75k.
recite a purple banner - Dame Deavon Laeren, Knight-Errant
You recite quietly:

"A purple banner - Dame Deavon Laeren, Knight-Errant"

>
Roelaren pours herself a tumbler of strawberry champagne.
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears a charge of thistle crossed with a white rose creating a party per saltire upon a field of argent.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears a charge of thistle crossed with a white rose creating a party per saltire upon a field of argent."

>
From within Tearieyes's obsidian ball, tendrils of light snake outward, touching the surrounding space before withdrawing, leaving a faint, glowing trail in their wake.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Really fausto? That's what you follow up the 10 cm 9 OHB with?

* Kilthal was just put on ice!
>
A corona of purple hazed light surrounds a wood-framed silver fetish decorated with a velvety dark plum moonflower dangling from Tearieyes's wrist before fading away.
>recite an emerald banner - Sir Ruffelin Highstem, Knight-Errant
You recite quietly:

"An emerald banner - Sir Ruffelin Highstem, Knight-Errant"

>
Roelaren says, "That is pretty."
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
They cant all be beautiful.

Dwi grunts at Roelaren noncommittally and shrugs her shoulders.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Sure you don't got any 3 MIU rank, 4 INF base ones?
You hear the Merchant thoughts of Fausto echo in your mind:
Selling! a stickpin: +3 edged bonus, +4 PF bonus, persists - Flat 50k.
recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular section of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a quartered shield with four symbols: a wolf, a crowned gauntlet, a raven, and a gryphon.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular section of fine Vornavian silk, and bears the charge of a quartered shield with four symbols: a wolf, a crowned gauntlet, a raven, and a gryphon."

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Sythana echo in your mind:
Selling chrisms and alchemy items! WTB inky necrotic cores, siren hairs, blue diamonds, humors, and shimmering shards!

Roelaren smiles at Dwi.
>recite a black banner - Sir Brinn Mithrandir, Knight-Errant
You recite quietly:

"A black banner - Sir Brinn Mithrandir, Knight-Errant"

>
The layer of raw elemental energy surrounding Augustinia dissipates.
>
The shimmering multicolored sphere fades from around Augustinia.
>
Augustinia just arrived. Wait, wasn't she here already?
>
Augustinia no longer bristles with energy.
>
Augustinia glances around, looking a bit less confident.
>
Augustinia appears somehow different.
>
Augustinia is no longer protected by the shimmering field of energy.
>
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves Augustinia.
>
Cryheart says, "Sir Ruffelin, my mentor."
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular section of fine Vornavian silk, and bears a bisected triangle, tapering at the bottom, gold to the left and green to the right, with a smaller triangle of gold at the center protruding to the left, trimmed in silver on a field of black.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular section of fine Vornavian silk, and bears a bisected triangle, tapering at the bottom, gold to the left and green to the right, with a smaller triangle of gold at the center protruding to the left, trimmed in silver on a field of black."

>
Mauss smiles approvingly.
>
Dwi grunts at Cryheart, amused.
>
Cryheart places a hand over his heart.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Ranaeril echo in your mind:
WTS Sanctify T1incant 309.
recite an azure banner - Sir Bristenn Mires, Knight of the Empire
You recite quietly:

"An azure banner - Sir Bristenn Mires, Knight of the Empire"

>
A corona of misty green light surrounds a supple suede fetish beaded with chips of bone dangling from Cryheart's wrist before fading away.
>
Dwi loudly exclaims, "Join Ruffelin!"
>
Dwi grunts at Cryheart, amused.
>
Fanaliel removes a suede-knotted natural wicker basket from in his yellow starsilk kimono.
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears a roaring white lion's head erased argent, on a field of light cerulean blue.
Cryheart just nudged Dwi.
>
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears a roaring white lion's head erased argent, on a field of light cerulean blue."

>
Fanaliel pours himself some spiced caramel apple cider.
>
Dwi chuckles.
>
Fanaliel put a suede-knotted natural wicker basket in his yellow starsilk kimono.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Clairette echo in your mind:
Okay okay I'll buy don't condemn me!!!
You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nitos echo in your mind:
Selling 75k cleric devotion, 785 bonus (949 with fixskill), 3m/week; 100k bard luck, any tier, 1.5m/week; 100k vitality, 2m/week; fixskills, 3.5m; 30-day encumbrance potions, 1m. Buying BS, 800k:1k.
recite a sky blue banner - Dame Aiska Sunrider, Knight-Errant
You recite quietly:

"A sky blue banner - Dame Aiska Sunrider, Knight-Errant"

>
Settling on her haunches, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears scratches vigorously at the side of her face, making one of her ears flap wildly.
>
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears a white drake and red chimera gules locked combatant, on a field of deep sky blue.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears a white drake and red chimera gules locked combatant, on a field of deep sky blue."

>
Roelaren gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Roelaren gestures.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his frothy oatmeal stout.
>recite a sable banner - Sir Guarrin Hjeldin, Knight-Errant
You recite quietly:

"A sable banner - Sir Guarrin Hjeldin, Knight-Errant"

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Ranaeril echo in your mind:
WTS Sanctify T1 to T6, 585 bonus, full head, 2m per week.

Cryheart turns toward Guarrin and renders a sharp hand salute.
>recite The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears three sinister wings argent on the upper sinister quadrant with three yew trees vert in the lower dexter, separated by a gules per bend, on a field of sable.
You recite quietly:

"The flowing banner is made of a triangular piece of fine Vornavian silk, and bears three sinister wings argent on the upper sinister quadrant with three yew trees vert in the lower dexter, separated by a gules per bend, on a field of sable."

>
Inclining his head slightly, Guarrin offers the most minimal of bows to Cryheart with an air of utmost politeness.
>
Everall smiles at Guarrin.
>
Mauss winks at Guarrin.
>
Speaking quietly to Mauss, Dwi says, "Ye dont needs no mentor...I mean...lookit alla da garbage I haff teach'd ye."
>
Dwi winks at Mauss.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Maevie echo in your mind:
Looking to recharge my t5 mystic tatto.

Lehon lets out a cheer!
>
Guarrin winks at Mauss.
>
Roelaren smiles at Guarrin.
>
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
>
Speaking quietly to Dwi, Mauss hisses, "Ain' ya say payy attentyon?"
>
Dwi glances up.
>
Roelaren gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Roelaren gestures.
Roelaren momentarily gets a faroff look in her eyes, and then returns to normal.
>
Sir Geijon just arrived.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Kontii echo in your mind:
7x Ghezyte Spear, Animal Script with T4 Fury, Revenge, & Wild Backlash unlocked, DCW, S6, T1 - 95m.

Geijon joins Guarrin's group.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Kontii echo in your mind:
Selling a 10x mace. T5 Ensorcell! Asking 95m!! barely more than the enchant potions!

Cryheart and Geijon bash their forearms in greeting.
>
Geijon turns toward Guarrin and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Geijon and Cryheart bash their forearms in greeting.
>recite That concludes the information on the Order of the Silver Gryphons, if ye hae more questions, Sir Guarrin or Sir Cryheart are the folks to ask
>
You recite quietly:

"That concludes the information on the Order of the Silver Gryphons, if ye hae more questions, Sir Guarrin or Sir Cryheart are the folks to ask"

>
Geijon smiles.
>
Dwi points at Geijon.
>
Mauss and Geijon bash their forearms in greeting.
>
Brilliant white motes of light form in Tearieyes's upturned palms and drift upwards as they build in intensity.
Tearieyes gestures.
Tearieyes gets a frustrated look on her face.
>
Everall turns toward Geijon and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Guarrin turns toward Geijon and renders a sharp hand salute.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Ranaeril echo in your mind:
Sold.

Dwi heartily says, "Spy."
>smile guarrin
Dwi smirks.
>
You smile at Guarrin.
>
Geijon waves to Everall.
>
Tearieyes gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
>
Roelaren hugs Geijon, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
>
Geijon hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>
Geijon turns toward you and renders you a sharp hand salute.
>
Guarrin nods appreciatively to you.
>
Teeva seems to lose some internal strength.
>
Roelaren smiles at Geijon.
>
Lehon bows to Geijon.
>recite Order of the Azure Sun
You recite quietly:

"Order of the Azure Sun"

>
Geijon bows to Lehon.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
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The silver fetish dangling from Tearieyes's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
Dwi heartily says, "Da Boss say's stop fibbin...he's goin to bed."
>recite The Order exists for the purpose of upholding chivalric tenets while supporting the Turamzzyrian Empire, the Barony of Vornavis, and the Freeport of Solhaven.
You recite quietly:

"The Order exists for the purpose of upholding chivalric tenets while supporting the Turamzzyrian Empire, the Barony of Vornavis, and the Freeport of Solhaven."

>
Teeva gazes in amazement at a sleek golden brown fox.
>
Dwi grunts, amused.
>recite The Order of the Azure Sun was founded in Ivastaen 5110 by the combined efforts of Aydan, Bristenn, Eahlstan, and Melorra to provide a haven for those who incorporate the aspects of chivalry and service to the Turamzzyrian Empire.
You recite quietly:

"The Order of the Azure Sun was founded in Ivastaen 5110 by the combined efforts of Aydan, Bristenn, Eahlstan, and Melorra to provide a haven for those who incorporate the aspects of chivalry and service to the Turamzzyrian Empire."

>
Dwi smirks.
>
Fanaliel takes a drink from his caramel apple cider.
>
The suede fetish dangling from Cryheart's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Dwi heartily says, "Dese da barely kanites."
>recite In Phoenatos 5116, Baron Dunrith Malwind announced at public court the inclusion of the Order of the Azure Sun into the Tomes of Immuron. This inclusion formally identifies the Order as a knightly order and grants recognition by both the Barony of Vornavis and the Empire as a whole.
You recite quietly:

"In Phoenatos 5116, Baron Dunrith Malwind announced at public court the inclusion of the Order of the Azure Sun into the Tomes of Immuron. This inclusion formally identifies the Order as a knightly order and grants recognition by both the Barony of Vornavis and the Empire as a whole."

>
Babuloui takes a drink from his frothy oatmeal stout.
>
Dwi leans back.
>You hear the General thoughts of Vymmer echo in your mind:
Vymmer thinks, "WTS a custom aqsalith longbow.. water flares.. puddles.. chain lightning.. voil ! 100m."

Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
Gently pulsing, Tearieyes's amaranthine stone vibrates, causing the light around it to shimmer and ripple, like water disturbed by a pebble.
>
Stubby tail wagging fitfully, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears bounds up to Dwi and dances around her excitedly, barking.
>recite The insignia of the Order is a fiery azure sunburst on a field of argent. In heraldic terminology it would be represented as Argent, a Sunburst Azure.
You recite quietly:

"The insignia of the Order is a fiery azure sunburst on a field of argent. In heraldic terminology it would be represented as Argent, a Sunburst Azure."

>You hear the General thoughts of Vymmer echo in your mind:
Vymmer thinks, "Oops."

A soft ripple of energy spreads from Tearieyes's obsidian ball, causing her amaranthine stone to spin slightly, its light brightening as if reacting to the wave that passes through the air.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Vymmer echo in your mind:
WTS a custom aqsalith longbow.. water flares.. puddles.. chain lightning.. voila! 100m.
You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nairdin echo in your mind:
Selling a T3 spell book with 5 pages. clean 1x/day to restore charges to a spell, 30 different spell slots. currently full of spells that can be changed at any time, most have 35-40 charges. 70m.
recite There are also other organizations to which knights are members
You recite quietly:

"There are also other organizations to which knights are members"

>recite The Company of the Three Maidens
You recite quietly:

"The Company of the Three Maidens"

>
Dwi's sentient potato whistles a jaunty little ditty!
>
Roelaren turns an inquisitive ear toward you.
>recite It was in the year 5048 when the Horned Cabal led a massive offensive in the southern region of the Turamzzyrian Empire, their undead forces cutting off critical trade between the Swale and Idolone. It took almost three months for the undead force to be driven back, and it was due to no small part from a company of heroes comprised of Imperial Drakes and knights of Idolone. After their victory, business slowly returned to the old trade routes between the Swale and Idolone, but fears of the Horned Cabal returned to the area and continued to stifle the growth both regions needed so desperately.
You recite quietly:

"It was in the year 5048 when the Horned Cabal led a massive offensive in the southern region of the Turamzzyrian Empire, their undead forces cutting off critical trade between the Swale and Idolone. It took almost three months for the undead force to be driven back, and it was due to no small part from a company of heroes comprised of Imperial Drakes and knights of Idolone. After their victory, business slowly returned to the old trade routes between the Swale and Idolone, but fears of the Horned Cabal returned to the area and continued to stifle the growth both regions needed so desperately."

>
* Zhavok just bit the dust!
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Da long list o' spurs Powah Song: Louise, by Bob Segar!

The grey cat licks her right paw, seemingly oblivious to the world around her.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Eklectic echo in your mind:
Looking for a tier5 ensorcel on a 667 project.

The angry yip of a fox suddenly erupts from near Teeva.
>
Liraelle suddenly blinks and wakes up from her daydream.
>recite So it was that a wounded knight of Idolone named Sir Clayton Grantham started up the Company of the Three Maidens. The knight had been injured during the final battle against the Horned Cabal, and it kept him from performing his regular duties as an oath bound knight. Despite his new physical weakness, he refused to sit idly by and not contribute somehow to the protection of the Empire and the defense of her people. The knight started up a mercenary company that was dedicated to aiding and escorting travelers and caravans along the trade routes between the Swale and Idolone. The name of the organization is said to have been named after the knight's three young daughters who he himself claimed would be maidens for all of eternity, and never allowed to wed.
You recite quietly:

"So it was that a wounded knight of Idolone named Sir Clayton Grantham started up the Company of the Three Maidens. The knight had been injured during the final battle against the Horned Cabal, and it kept him from performing his regular duties as an oath bound knight. Despite his new physical weakness, he refused to sit idly by and not contribute somehow to the protection of the Empire and the defense of her people. The knight started up a mercenary company that was dedicated to aiding and escorting travelers and caravans along the trade routes between the Swale and Idolone. The name of the organization is said to have been named after the knight's three young daughters who he himself claimed would be maidens for all of eternity, and never allowed to wed."

>
The grey cat meows.
>
(OOC) Liraelle's player whispers to the group, "Sorry iam back had to take a loaf i made upstairs for the house."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
Sir Louise...wotta guy.

Tearieyes stares off into space.
>
Cryheart pets a blue-eyed grey cat.
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding a sleek golden brown fox falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
Babuloui rubs his chin thoughtfully.
>
Everall smiles at Cryheart.
>recite Despite the overly protective nature of Sir Clayton Grantham for his daughters, his claims eventually became false, when two decades later he died of natural causes, and his daughters went on to take over the mercenary trader group, marry, and have children of their own. Two of the daughters help run the organization based out of The Swale, while the third daughter manages part of the business on her end in Idolone. The Company of the Three Maidens are a fair and just group of mercenaries, mostly comprised of loyal soldiers who prefer the freedom of being hired help over conscription into the imperial army.
You recite quietly:

"Despite the overly protective nature of Sir Clayton Grantham for his daughters, his claims eventually became false, when two decades later he died of natural causes, and his daughters went on to take over the mercenary trader group, marry, and have children of their own. Two of the daughters help run the organization based out of The Swale, while the third daughter manages part of the business on her end in Idolone. The Company of the Three Maidens are a fair and just group of mercenaries, mostly comprised of loyal soldiers who prefer the freedom of being hired help over conscription into the imperial army."

>
Babuloui takes a drink from his frothy oatmeal stout.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Geijon cocks his head.
>recite In recent years, as the success and wealth of the Company has grown in the south, the leadership of the organization has looked into the possibilities of extending their operations even further north.
You recite quietly:

"In recent years, as the success and wealth of the Company has grown in the south, the leadership of the organization has looked into the possibilities of extending their operations even further north."

>
Teeva's lacquered hip-satchel shifts and rustles a bit, the sounds of high-pitched squeaks emanating from it.
>
The grey cat cleans her coat carefully.
>recite Their symbol is three golden rings on a field of blue.
You recite quietly:

"Their symbol is three golden rings on a field of blue."

>
Speaking quietly to Mauss, Dwi says, "Dat's why we change da trails."
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>recite The Order of the Crimson Fist
You recite quietly:

"The Order of the Crimson Fist"

>
The coil of black ora on Brigit's body is momentarily engulfed in a shroud of darkness!
>
Dwi grunts at Mauss and nods.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Maraella echo in your mind:
WTS White ora Bracelet: 17 logic base - 11 edged bonus - 9 ambush bonus - 3 S&H bonus. MB 30m.

Mauss rubs his chin thoughtfully.
>recite Founded in 4822, the Order of the Crimson Fist achieved early notoriety as courageous knights with expert prowess, skill in combat, and unquestionable loyalty to the Sun Throne. Their accolades only grew in number during the events leading up to, and including battles within, the Third Elven War, also known as the Faendryl War. Often referred to as the cousins of the Order of the Golvern Star, these knights of the Crimson Fist were well-disciplined and trained specifically to face off against "black elven sorcery" which resulted in a number of victories against the Faendryl armies and their summoners.
You recite quietly:

"Founded in 4822, the Order of the Crimson Fist achieved early notoriety as courageous knights with expert prowess, skill in combat, and unquestionable loyalty to the Sun Throne. Their accolades only grew in number during the events leading up to, and including battles within, the Third Elven War, also known as the Faendryl War. Often referred to as the cousins of the Order of the Golvern Star, these knights of the Crimson Fist were well-disciplined and trained specifically to face off against "black elven sorcery" which resulted in a number of victories against the Faendryl armies and their summoners."

>
A waterfall of purple hazed light briefly cascades from a wood-framed silver fetish decorated with a velvety dark plum moonflower dangling from Tearieyes's wrist.
>
The visage of an owl briefly obscures Cryheart's face before the illusion shatters into motes of misty green light.
>
A black spider skitters from one fold of Roelaren's spidersilk cloak to another, and disappears within.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|PREMIUM RAFFLE| On Monday, August 3 at 10pm, the monthly Premium Ravias Raffle will draw on Four Winds Isle. Featured at this raffle: a symbol of Niima. (Room Info: Lich#3668, u3201029) .

Dwi cracks her knuckles!
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Elazin echo in your mind:
Enchanting services: +530 bonus, essence at 45 per, 160,000 available.

Barking wildly, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears chases a snapdragon plume moth across the area, her tail wagging happily. She snaps a few times at the insect, though it merely lazily flies higher and out of reach of the excited canine.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Hakal echo in your mind:
Selling sanctify service up to S5. 261 bonus, 1m/week.
recite One of the last well known heroes of the Order was Sir Gallestan the Mighty, who was said to have slain a half dozen demons before being struck down himself in 4842 on the road to Ta'Faendryl.
You recite quietly:

"One of the last well known heroes of the Order was Sir Gallestan the Mighty, who was said to have slain a half dozen demons before being struck down himself in 4842 on the road to Ta'Faendryl."

>You hear the Help thoughts of Zhavok echo in your mind:
Dead in 7769 upper trollfang.

Dwi runs her hand over the smooth fawn-hued fur of a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears.
A stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears wags her stubby tail happily and licks Dwi's hand.
>
Dwi shushes a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears!
>You hear the Help thoughts of Drizdark echo in your mind:
Omw.
recite The Order of the Crimson Fist remains a fully functioning fighting force today, and while the Order of the Golvern Star is primarily stationed along the Demonwall, the knights of the Crimson Fist find themselves more often than not beyond the Demonwall, taking the fight directly to the Faendryl, their abominations, and the Scourge.
You recite quietly:

"The Order of the Crimson Fist remains a fully functioning fighting force today, and while the Order of the Golvern Star is primarily stationed along the Demonwall, the knights of the Crimson Fist find themselves more often than not beyond the Demonwall, taking the fight directly to the Faendryl, their abominations, and the Scourge."

>
Hovering still, Tearieyes's obsidian ball emits faint tendrils of light, stretching out before retracting.
>
Whistling to get a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears's attention, Babuloui places a stein of thick dark lager on the ground, being careful not to spill it.
>
With lots of flying slobber, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears starts to drink the thick dark lager, lapping noisily with her tongue.
>
Everall nods in agreement.
>
A stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears slurps up the last drops of the thick dark lager, stubby tail wagging happily. She snuffles at the ground in search of any last droplets, though looks disappointed when she doesn't find any.
>recite Their symbol is of a crimson fist on a field of black.
You recite quietly:

"Their symbol is of a crimson fist on a field of black."

>
A faint breeze stirs as Tearieyes's amaranthine stone hums quietly, its energy vibrating in the air and causing the shadows around it to flicker and waver.
>
Teeva stares at a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears.
>recite The Order of the Golvern Star
You recite quietly:

"The Order of the Golvern Star"

>
Babuloui grunts at the puppy in approval.
>
Brigit runs her hand over the smooth fawn-hued fur of a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears.
A stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears wags her stubby tail happily and licks Brigit's hand.
>recite Founded in 4848, the Order of the Golvern Star is a martial organization formed in response to the embarrassing loss of imperial forces at the hands of the Faendryl. Created by Sir Pyrrhon Von Kammersteyl, a knight from Immuron, a large gathering of warriors were trained to his ultra-disciplined ideals, as they sought to never again let the dark elves and their summoned demons gain the upper hand. The Order is fiercely loyal to the Sun Throne, and while largely autonomous, they serve the role of a unique and elite arm of the imperial military, specifically designed to combat demons and other dark denizens of the world.
You recite quietly:

"Founded in 4848, the Order of the Golvern Star is a martial organization formed in response to the embarrassing loss of imperial forces at the hands of the Faendryl. Created by Sir Pyrrhon Von Kammersteyl, a knight from Immuron, a large gathering of warriors were trained to his ultra-disciplined ideals, as they sought to never again let the dark elves and their summoned demons gain the upper hand. The Order is fiercely loyal to the Sun Throne, and while largely autonomous, they serve the role of a unique and elite arm of the imperial military, specifically designed to combat demons and other dark denizens of the world."

>
Fanaliel takes a drink from his caramel apple cider.
>recite The knights of The Order of the Golvern Star (OGS) are most notably stationed at sections along the Demonwall, but it is not unheard of to see smaller numbers of their organization in other areas of the Turamzzyrian Empire, depending upon the Order's goals and activities.
>
You recite quietly:

"The knights of The Order of the Golvern Star (OGS) are most notably stationed at sections along the Demonwall, but it is not unheard of to see smaller numbers of their organization in other areas of the Turamzzyrian Empire, depending upon the Order's goals and activities."

>
With a high-pitched growl, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears starts to chase her stubby tail in dizzying circles.
>recite The OGS is not directly associated with the imperial military structure. While the Golvern Star often assists the imperial military in times of battle, from the perspective of training, chain of command, and day-to-day functions, the two are completely separate. Even along the Demonwall, battle plans are coordinated between the military and the OGS leadership, but the organizations do not mingle for patrols or combat.
You recite quietly:

"The OGS is not directly associated with the imperial military structure. While the Golvern Star often assists the imperial military in times of battle, from the perspective of training, chain of command, and day-to-day functions, the two are completely separate. Even along the Demonwall, battle plans are coordinated between the military and the OGS leadership, but the organizations do not mingle for patrols or combat."

>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Liraelle runs her hand over the smooth fawn-hued fur of a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears.
A stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears wags her stubby tail happily and licks Liraelle's hand.
>
Liraelle flashes a wide grin at a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears.
>recite The citizens of the empire have lifted the Order of the Golvern Star to almost mythical status due to their constant battling against the Scourge, and it is considered a great (and rare) honor to be asked to join their ranks. Individually, OGS knights are formidable opponents, and it is generally believed that only the best of knights from other orders are on a comparable martial level.
You recite quietly:

"The citizens of the empire have lifted the Order of the Golvern Star to almost mythical status due to their constant battling against the Scourge, and it is considered a great (and rare) honor to be asked to join their ranks. Individually, OGS knights are formidable opponents, and it is generally believed that only the best of knights from other orders are on a comparable martial level. "

>
Dwi reaches inside her blue rolaren plate and scratches herself under the arm.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
Mauss scratches at his clothing.
>recite However, as a group, the OGS knights are considered to be virtually unstoppable. Their discipline, unflinching adherence to orders, fearlessness, and lack of compunction in carrying out their duties make them a unit with a single-mindedness that is, at times, terrifying to observe. Their might at arms is seldom on display for the general populace, however, as the OGS is rarely involved in conflict in the inner empire. The majority are stationed along the Demonwall, either near Barrett's Gorge to combat the Scourge, or along the southern border to aid Duke Chandrennin.
You recite quietly:

"However, as a group, the OGS knights are considered to be virtually unstoppable. Their discipline, unflinching adherence to orders, fearlessness, and lack of compunction in carrying out their duties make them a unit with a single-mindedness that is, at times, terrifying to observe. Their might at arms is seldom on display for the general populace, however, as the OGS is rarely involved in conflict in the inner empire. The majority are stationed along the Demonwall, either near Barrett's Gorge to combat the Scourge, or along the southern border to aid Duke Chandrennin."

>
* Murp just got iced in the Hinterwilds!
>
Babuloui pours himself a flask of Troll King's Tears.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
That is a +40 enhancive bracelet.
You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Gotta say.
recite Only slightly less so than the legends of their martial skill, the members of the OGS are renowned for their incredible, some say inhuman, mental, and emotional discipline. Beyond the fierce resolve displayed in their approach to combat and their duties, this discipline has given them a large degree of resistance against mind and emotion-based attacks, such as the aura of terror and despair exuded by demons and some of their spawn.
You recite quietly:

"Only slightly less so than the legends of their martial skill, the members of the OGS are renowned for their incredible, some say inhuman, mental, and emotional discipline. Beyond the fierce resolve displayed in their approach to combat and their duties, this discipline has given them a large degree of resistance against mind and emotion-based attacks, such as the aura of terror and despair exuded by demons and some of their spawn."

>
The suede fetish dangling from Cryheart's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
Mauss turns an inquisitive ear toward you.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Pretty nice.
recite The membership of the OGS is strictly human warriors, predominantly male, and only gained through invitation. Nobility is not a prerequisite for knighthood in this organization. Early in the training, candidates are given the opportunity to decline to proceed (a common occurrence), at which point they are dismissed from the Order without loss of honor. Reports from those who have declined membership at this point have indicated that the training focuses on rigorous mental and emotional discipline, absolute submission to the commands of their direct superior, and intensified training at arms.
You recite quietly:

"The membership of the OGS is strictly human warriors, predominantly male, and only gained through invitation. Nobility is not a prerequisite for knighthood in this organization. Early in the training, candidates are given the opportunity to decline to proceed (a common occurrence), at which point they are dismissed from the Order without loss of honor. Reports from those who have declined membership at this point have indicated that the training focuses on rigorous mental and emotional discipline, absolute submission to the commands of their direct superior, and intensified training at arms."

>
The grey cat stares at a sleek golden brown fox intently.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|TIP| If you equip a gold ring, the distance you can fog is expanded, so you can fog from TSC Landing to TC Icemule or Solhaven and back, perhaps further! Your ring can still be "Navved" and have the same consequences, though. Thank you to Karamilla for this long-distance tip!

Babuloui takes a drink from his Troll King's Tears.
Babuloui looks rather relaxed.
>
Roelaren turns an inquisitive ear toward you.
>recite Once joining, a member of the OGS is considered always on duty. Nobles or members with obligations outside of the Order are relieved of those obligations. Land and wealth are either given to a relative or donated to the OGS to be overseen by one of the Order's seneschals (typically elder members of the Order.) Marriage is not prohibited outright by the Order, but it is rare for married candidates to proceed beyond the initial stage of training, and rarer still for a knight to have children. It is unheard of for an OGS knight to marry after joining the Order.
You recite quietly:

"Once joining, a member of the OGS is considered always on duty. Nobles or members with obligations outside of the Order are relieved of those obligations. Land and wealth are either given to a relative or donated to the OGS to be overseen by one of the Order's seneschals (typically elder members of the Order.) Marriage is not prohibited outright by the Order, but it is rare for married candidates to proceed beyond the initial stage of training, and rarer still for a knight to have children. It is unheard of for an OGS knight to marry after joining the Order."

>
* Vaelgore just bit the dust!
>
The angry yip of a monkey suddenly erupts from near Tearieyes.
>
The grey cat cleans her coat carefully.
>
Lehon becomes solid again.
>recite The Order has a fair amount of wealth as a result of the donations of prospective members, but they are not an economic force within the empire. The wealth generated from their property is primarily used to maintain the needs of the Order.
You recite quietly:

"The Order has a fair amount of wealth as a result of the donations of prospective members, but they are not an economic force within the empire. The wealth generated from their property is primarily used to maintain the needs of the Order."

>
Everall nods in agreement to you.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Vaelgore echo in your mind:
Now im dedad up there.

(OOC) Mauss's player whispers to the group, "Ok, am I the only one that thinks the OGS acronym was coined on purpose?"
>
Fanaliel takes a drink from his caramel apple cider.
>
Dwi gazes up into the sky.
>
Liraelle giggles at Mauss.
>recite While some of the OGS knights were knights in other orders prior to joining the OGS, the OGS is not a chivalric order, per se. In many ways, they are more myrmidons with an extreme sense of duty and discipline than righteous cavaliers pursuing the chivalric ideal, though their beliefs overlap in several areas. The members of the OGS do not engage in tournament competition with the chivalric orders of the empire, and they often ignore individual challenges to duel from those whom they consider inferior foes. Most OGS members were not knights of other orders prior to joining the Golvern Star; few knights are willing to humble themselves to take the status of squire in the OGS after having attained knighthood elsewhere.
You recite quietly:

"While some of the OGS knights were knights in other orders prior to joining the OGS, the OGS is not a chivalric order, per se. In many ways, they are more myrmidons with an extreme sense of duty and discipline than righteous cavaliers pursuing the chivalric ideal, though their beliefs overlap in several areas. The members of the OGS do not engage in tournament competition with the chivalric orders of the empire, and they often ignore individual challenges to duel from those whom they consider inferior foes. Most OGS members were not knights of other orders prior to joining the Golvern Star
few knights are willing to humble themselves to take the status of squire in the OGS after having attained knighthood elsewhere."

>
Several faintly glowing, forest green imprints of a doe's cloven hoof suddenly appear, each one slowly fading away as the next one in line rises into brilliance.
>
A trail of faintly glowing, forest green cloven hoof-shaped prints move across the ground and down the porch steps.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball spins gently in place, casting a soft, ever-changing pattern of light and shadow as it moves, as if weaving invisible threads around it.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Dwi echo in your mind:
A single star shines in the heavens, eight glimmering rays of light flowing from its bright center. Despite its obvious brilliance, the star appears to be fading away into the darkness of the night.
You hear the Help thoughts of Drizdark echo in your mind:
Omw.

Perigourd strides in with fluid grace, each footstep leaving behind a faintly glowing, forest green imprint of a doe's cloven hoof on the ground behind him.
>
Cryheart turns toward Perigourd and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Guarrin turns toward Perigourd and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Perigourd turns toward Cryheart and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Perigourd turns toward Guarrin and renders a sharp hand salute.
>recite The OGS does not have law enforcement authority unless it is bestowed by the Emperor, a Sentinel, or the lord of whatever territory they inhabit. However, since the OGS has a primary purpose of defending the Empire against the Scourge and places its forces there unless needed elsewhere, it is likely that an OGS knight found elsewhere in the Empire is acting with the authority of the Empire or one of her nobles. For occasions when the OGS has need of law enforcement authority for their own affairs, the Order must request bestowal of this authority from the Emperor, a Sentinel, or the territorial lord. When such authority is requested by the OGS, it is seldom denied.
You recite quietly:

"The OGS does not have law enforcement authority unless it is bestowed by the Emperor, a Sentinel, or the lord of whatever territory they inhabit. However, since the OGS has a primary purpose of defending the Empire against the Scourge and places its forces there unless needed elsewhere, it is likely that an OGS knight found elsewhere in the Empire is acting with the authority of the Empire or one of her nobles. For occasions when the OGS has need of law enforcement authority for their own affairs, the Order must request bestowal of this authority from the Emperor, a Sentinel, or the territorial lord. When such authority is requested by the OGS, it is seldom denied."

>
A soft, rhythmic pulsing emanates from Tearieyes's amaranthine stone, causing the room to feel alive with quiet energy, as though the light itself is breathing.
>
Everall turns toward Perigourd and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Mauss and Perigourd bash their forearms in greeting.
>
Dwi grunts at Perigourd, amused.
>
Babuloui becomes solid again.
>
Perigourd waves.
>
Speaking heartily to Perigourd, Dwi says, "Hullo no-spurs."
>recite The Order will occasionally accept special missions for the imperial throne, or infrequently for their own purposes. The nature of these missions is rarely revealed, though the missions are evidenced by occasional sightings of OGS knights, alone or in small groups, in various regions of the Empire and on the frontiers. The OGS is autonomous by and large, but it honors all requests from the imperial throne, and it is recognized by would-be usurpers as an unshakable loyal foe. Other nobles of baronial rank and above may request the aid of the OGS at times, primarily as escorts or security for internal diplomatic events where a neutral party is desired, and the Order rarely declines.
You recite quietly:

"The Order will occasionally accept special missions for the imperial throne, or infrequently for their own purposes. The nature of these missions is rarely revealed, though the missions are evidenced by occasional sightings of OGS knights, alone or in small groups, in various regions of the Empire and on the frontiers. The OGS is autonomous by and large, but it honors all requests from the imperial throne, and it is recognized by would-be usurpers as an unshakable loyal foe. Other nobles of baronial rank and above may request the aid of the OGS at times, primarily as escorts or security for internal diplomatic events where a neutral party is desired, and the Order rarely declines."

>
Dwi grunts happily, grinning.
>
Perigourd begins chuckling at Dwi!
>
The green marble fetish dangling from Teeva's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
Dwi winks at Perigourd.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Troll King's Tears.
Babuloui's eyes water and his nose runs.
>
Stubby tail wagging fitfully, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears bounds up to Mauss and dances around him excitedly, barking.
>recite Finally, there are more than three dozen other orders in the Turamzzyrian Empire, and most have a more chivalric bent than the Golvern Star. While the OGS is certainly the order with the greatest historical effect on the Empire, some of these other orders play key roles in patrolling the fringes of Ba'Lathon, combatting the Horned Cabal along the southern borders, defending against Tehir raids, protecting overland trade routes throughout the Empire's interior, and maintaining imperial control over the western edge of the DragonSpine.
You recite quietly:

"Finally, there are more than three dozen other orders in the Turamzzyrian Empire, and most have a more chivalric bent than the Golvern Star. While the OGS is certainly the order with the greatest historical effect on the Empire, some of these other orders play key roles in patrolling the fringes of Ba'Lathon, combatting the Horned Cabal along the southern borders, defending against Tehir raids, protecting overland trade routes throughout the Empire's interior, and maintaining imperial control over the western edge of the DragonSpine."

>
The visage of a monkey briefly obscures Tearieyes's face before the illusion shatters into motes of purple hazed light.
>
A yellow-eyed forest wolfhound barks loudly, listening with tilts of his head for any responses.
>
A corona of misty green light surrounds a supple suede fetish beaded with chips of bone dangling from Cryheart's wrist before fading away.
>recite Their symbol is of a golvern star on a field of black.
You recite quietly:

"Their symbol is of a golvern star on a field of black."

>
A soft ripple of energy spreads from Tearieyes's amaranthine stone, causing her obsidian ball to spin slightly, its light brightening as if reacting to the wave that passes through the air.
>recite The Order of Llaestal’s Guard
You recite quietly:

"The Order of Llaestal s Guard"

>recite The fall of the Kingdom of Hendor came in the year 4630 after the Ice Queen Issyldra had spent years suffocating the region in a bitter unyielding winter, and her ice creatures had spread across the land bringing death and destruction. In the end, everyone in Hendor had perished or fled. It was not until 4632 when a heroic group of adventurers out of the Turamzzyrian Empire, led by Llaestal Anodheles and Rasimm Roelas,
You recite quietly:

"The fall of the Kingdom of Hendor came in the year 4630 after the Ice Queen Issyldra had spent years suffocating the region in a bitter unyielding winter, and her ice creatures had spread across the land bringing death and destruction. In the end, everyone in Hendor had perished or fled. It was not until 4632 when a heroic group of adventurers out of the Turamzzyrian Empire, led by Llaestal Anodheles and Rasimm Roelas, "

>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Paragonimus echo in your mind:
Some coarse vruulskin slipper lined with ermine, an antiqued silver ring with an etched border of thistles. Transmogs. First 5k grabs em if anyone is interested.
recite were able to attack the Ice Queen's citadel Rimefast and kill her. The defeat of the Ice Queen allowed the eternal winter to finally end, and over the course of several more years, imperial forces fought back barbarians and monsters to reclaim the lands that once belonged to the kingdom that was Hendor. By 4644, the major cities of Hendor such as Lolle, Waterford, and Nydds had been reclaimed, and finally the Mensyl Pass was recaptured in a great battle by General Jyllander.
You recite quietly:

"Were able to attack the Ice Queen's citadel Rimefast and kill her. The defeat of the Ice Queen allowed the eternal winter to finally end, and over the course of several more years, imperial forces fought back barbarians and monsters to reclaim the lands that once belonged to the kingdom that was Hendor. By 4644, the major cities of Hendor such as Lolle, Waterford, and Nydds had been reclaimed, and finally the Mensyl Pass was recaptured in a great battle by General Jyllander."

>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|VERBINESS| This space available for your favorite verby RP command option combo. Send your candidate/s with a use or snappy reason directly to to the TownCrier Team to get scheduled! https://gstowncrier.com/send-in-news/ .

Dwi smirks at Perigourd.
>recite In the rebirth of what became North and South Hendor, often referred to as the Broken Kingdom, a special order of noble knights and soldiers arose called the Order of Llaestal's Guard, named in the honor of the bravery of Llaestal Anodheles. Founded in Lolle, the capital of North Hendor, the Order of Llaestal's Guard is considered to be the highest ranking and respected order of knights in all of the region. Their loyalty and skill are nearly unmatched in Hendor, and so it is often that the Northern Sentinel throughout history has dispatched members, soldiers, or entire platoons of these knights to help take care of highly critical missions of imperial interest.
You recite quietly:

"In the rebirth of what became North and South Hendor, often referred to as the Broken Kingdom, a special order of noble knights and soldiers arose called the Order of Llaestal's Guard, named in the honor of the bravery of Llaestal Anodheles. Founded in Lolle, the capital of North Hendor, the Order of Llaestal's Guard is considered to be the highest ranking and respected order of knights in all of the region. Their loyalty and skill are nearly unmatched in Hendor, and so it is often that the Northern Sentinel throughout history has dispatched members, soldiers, or entire platoons of these knights to help take care of highly critical missions of imperial interest."

>
Lifting its beak, a speckled pigeon coos a slow sad lament before falling silent.
>
Perigourd nods knowingly at Dwi.
>
Flaring with a bright flash, Tearieyes's amaranthine stone illuminates the space around it before retreating into a steady, almost meditative glow.
>
The visage of a monkey briefly obscures Tearieyes's face before the illusion shatters into motes of purple hazed light.
>recite Over the years the Order of Llaestal's Guard has evolved in their role, evenly split between both combat and military operations, to also being involved in peacekeeping missions in helping to protect and stabilize areas that might be in unrest. They are indeed the powerful right hand of the Northern Sentinel, and equally act and obey in every manner commanded.
You recite quietly:

"Over the years the Order of Llaestal's Guard has evolved in their role, evenly split between both combat and military operations, to also being involved in peacekeeping missions in helping to protect and stabilize areas that might be in unrest. They are indeed the powerful right hand of the Northern Sentinel, and equally act and obey in every manner commanded."

>recite Their symbol is of a fiery sword on a field of blue and silver.
You recite quietly:

"Their symbol is of a fiery sword on a field of blue and silver."

>
Geijon turns toward Perigourd and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Settling on her haunches, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears scratches vigorously at the side of her face, making one of her ears flap wildly.
>
Roelaren nods.
>
Perigourd turns toward Geijon and renders a sharp hand salute.
>recite That concludes the Orders and organizations I have information to present tonight
You recite quietly:

"That concludes the Orders and organizations I have information to present tonight"

>
Roelaren smiles at Perigourd.
>recite Now, I shall take any questions or comments
You recite quietly:

"Now, I shall take any questions or comments"

>smile broadly
Balantine smiles broadly
>
Tearieyes raises her hand.
>
Everall nods appreciatively to you.
>nod teari
You nod at Tearieyes.
>
Tearieyes softly asks, "How do you remember all that?"
>grin
You grin.
>
Babuloui begins chuckling at Tearieyes!
>
Tearieyes gazes with awe at you.
>
Everall smiles at Tearieyes.
>
Brigit laughs!
>
Cryheart grins at Tearieyes.
>
A pained expression crosses Dwi's face.
>recite It's from the library, ye can read the scrolls yerself, and there's lots more history in them
You recite quietly:

"It's from the library, ye can read the scrolls yerself, and there's lots more history in them"

>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Cryheart nods to you.
>
Tearieyes grins slowly.
>
Dwi mutters something about fer-eber.
>
Roelaren raises her hand.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Dwi grunts, amused.
>nod roe
You nod at Roelaren.
>
Dwi rocks back and forth in her wooden rocking chair.
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
Roelaren recites:

"Can only knight bannerat make banners"

>
Speaking happily to you, Dwi exclaims, "We all so glad dat yer noggin's still holdin alla dat stuff!"
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Dwi knocks on a dented steel pot helmet fashioned with a dull trailknife handle.
>
Roelaren says, "Sorry for the mis speaking of the word."
>
Perigourd nods at Everall.
>
Shifting in its place, Tearieyes's amaranthine stone slowly fades, its glow dimming before brightening again, as if drawing energy from some unseen source.
>
Cryheart raises his hand.
>
Geijon begins chuckling at Cryheart!
>
Cryheart nods to you.
>
Speaking quietly to Roelaren, Mauss murmurs, "Blame it on da whiskey, like I does."
>recite Aye, they design the banners according to the rules of Heraldry, and they are recorded in the registry. Then those banners can be used to lead forces upon the field of battle
You recite quietly:

"Aye, they design the banners according to the rules of Heraldry, and they are recorded in the registry. Then those banners can be used to lead forces upon the field of battle"

>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Troll King's Tears.
Babuloui gasps for breath.
Babuloui looks rather relaxed.
>
Roelaren nods at Mauss.
>
Speaking heartily to Roelaren, Dwi says, "I blame it onna Mauss."
>
Roelaren grins.
>
Dwi smirks.
>
Cryheart points at you!
>
A stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears clamps her mouth around a portion of the oak sideboard, chewing vigorously with her teeth. With tiny growls, she tries to pull the sideboard, but it doesn't budge.
>
Mauss squints at Dwi.
>
Brigit glances at a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears.
>
Brigit reaches down and scoops a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears from the ground, cradling her in the crook of her arm.
>
Guarrin raises his hand.
>
Dwi stands up.
>
A gentle rustling and an uncanny feeling of being watched precede a soft, seemingly garbled speech in a disturbing proximity making mentions of "Deluca", "Dunphy" and what sounds like "repetitions". With a subtle stirring, and as quickly as it came, the feeling passes.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball casts a glow that subtly expands and contracts, as if breathing, with each pulse of light becoming slightly brighter before fading back into dimness.
>
Dwi dusts off a handsome wooden rocking chair.
>nod guarrin
You nod at Guarrin.
>
Dwi heartily exclaims, "My chair's free!"
>
Dwi loudly grunts in farewell.
>
Dwi heartily exclaims, "Luck all!"
>
Mauss waves to Dwi.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|FLOTILLA FESTIVAL| The Pirate Queen Kyncera invites everyone to the Great Piratical Flotilla's Fowl Fashion for a 6-day free festival beginning Friday, July 31 until Wednesday, August 5. Look for events, shops, merchants, Dragon Bones, the fashion parade, and more. This loosely gathered host of ships can be accessed via OSA or OSA Ferry. Ferry note: Going to the Flotilla is free; coming back will be roughly 3,000 silvers, 10% of the usual fee. Schedule at the wiki: https://tinyurl.com/2ymk2dxx .

Babuloui waves.
>
Dwi heartily exclaims, "Tanks!"
>
You notice Dwi slip into a hiding place.
>
You hear someone hiccup!
>
Mauss rolls his eyes.
>
The visage of an owl briefly obscures Cryheart's face before the illusion shatters into motes of misty green light.
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Troll King's Tears.
Babuloui gasps for breath.
Babuloui looks rather relaxed.
>
Roelaren says, "I nay realized there were so many Knights around."
>
A small forest green will-o'-wisp lazily flits out from inside Perigourd's acorn amulet, hovering around his empty right hand and retreats back inside the amulet.
>smile roe
You smile at Roelaren.
>
Liraelle flashes a wide grin.
>
Babuloui grunts at Roelaren.
>
Roelaren smiles at you.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Fanaliel takes a drink from his caramel apple cider.
>
Fanaliel takes a drink from his caramel apple cider.
>
Guarrin says, "The raising of banners is an official method or process, a term used to indicate they can raise forces for their liege."
>
Cryheart nods at Guarrin.
>agree
You adopt an agreeable expression.
>
Lehon turns an inquisitive ear toward Guarrin.
>
Roelaren nods at Guarrin.
>
Cryheart just opened a sturdy leather weapons harness.
>
Guarrin says, "They, in theory should not be done independently though."
>
Cryheart just closed a sturdy leather weapons harness.
>
Cryheart agrees with Guarrin.
>
Liraelle asks, "When you get a title stirpped did you do really really bad?"
>
Babuloui takes a drink from his Troll King's Tears.
Babuloui looks quite relaxed.
>
Guarrin says, "And it is not limited to Bannerets."
>
Roelaren says, "Do a few do that though."
>say ::liraelle Aye
Speaking quietly to Liraelle, you say, "Aye."
>
Guarrin says, "But that is the rank where it begins."
>
The angry yip of a monkey suddenly erupts from near Tearieyes.
>recite most of those who hae been stripped, ye can read about in the histories
You recite quietly:

"Most of those who hae been stripped, ye can read about in the histories"

>
Cryheart nods at Mauss.
>
Liraelle grins.
>
Mauss agrees with Cryheart.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Oscogger echo in your mind:
Looking to sell Ensorcell T1 for 2 mil . 515 bonus.

Tearieyes softly exclaims, "Drama!"
>
Everall rubs his chin thoughtfully.
>
A sleek golden brown fox snores quietly in his sleep.
>
Tearieyes gasps in astonishment.
>
Speaking to you, Liraelle says, "I will look that up."
>
Roelaren asks, "What are some of the reasons a knight would be stripped of rank?"
>recite Mostly tis due to an act of rebellion or disobedience of a direct order from the Leige lord
You recite quietly:

"Mostly tis due to an act of rebellion or disobedience of a direct order from the Leige lord"

>
Geijon says, "Common sense failures."
>
Geijon chuckles.
>
Guarrin says, "The most recent example was largely due to attacking the Baron's forces, and, misconduct towards the Baron."
>
Roelaren nods.
>
* Seolin is going home on her shield!
>
A sleek golden brown fox starts and his eyes blink open as he awakens.
>
The suede fetish dangling from Cryheart's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
Mauss muses, "Dallyin' with daughters?"
>
Cryheart points at Guarrin.
>
Cryheart agrees with Guarrin.
>
Roelaren says, "Wow."
>
The fox rises to a sitting position.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball glows brighter as it moves closer to her amaranthine stone, their lights briefly blending in silent acknowledgement before they pull away.
>
Babuloui grunts, amused.
>You hear the Invoker thoughts of echo in your mind:
The invoker thinks, "Residents of Mist Harbor, I will be arriving at Honeysuckle and Rose Avenue in approximately 15 minutes to offer spells to those in need."

Roelaren grins at Mauss.
>
Guarrin begins chuckling at Mauss!
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her roasted rabbit.
>
Cryheart grins at Mauss.
>
Teeva's lacquered hip-satchel shifts and rustles a bit, the sounds of high-pitched squeaks emanating from it.
>
A sleek golden brown fox's tail wags slowly back and forth!
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her roasted rabbit.
>
Brigit hums a seemingly random tune.
>
Roelaren says, "I could see that as a possiblity."
>
Mauss hastily clarifies, "I mean, if someone was woo'in mah daughter, dey'd be gone inna country second."
>
Cryheart says, "If ye make your bed, you hae to lie in it, so to speak."
>
The surface of Tearieyes's amaranthine stone bleeds away into a watery globe depicting an exotic coral reef. The peaceful sound of gentle, lapping water drifts from the wondrous sight for a moment, but it soon fades away when her stone resumes its original appearance once more.
>recite For example, Davard Priot of Talador, engaged in a secret alliance with the witch Razanel, and was disloyal to Talador
You recite quietly:

"For example, Davard Priot of Talador, engaged in a secret alliance with the witch Razanel, and was disloyal to Talador"

>
Babuloui says, "I have ta be off. Have a good evening and thank ye fer da talk."
>
Babuloui waves.
>
Everall waves to Babuloui.
>
Babuloui just went down the porch steps.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|CONTEST-WL| The Council of Dark Elves (C.o.d.e) cordially invites you to test your skills in battling other "Adventurers" after hearing another tale not told before, dating back to the Undead War, at Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder - around the Wehnimer's Landing region - |lich#3774|(u8010). The winner collects an invar-edged mithril claidhmore (+5 bonus). It all starts at 9pm on Sunday, August 2.

Roelaren says, "That witch is evil."
>
The silver fetish dangling from Tearieyes's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
Roelaren nods at Cryheart.
>
Roelaren nods to you.
>
Brigit softly says, "Aye, it's late, Thank you for the KNIGHT talk very informative."
>
Brigit waves.
>
Perigourd ponders.
>
Cryheart nods at Roelaren.
>
Ruffling her smooth fawn-hued fur fondly, Brigit settles her puppy at her feet. Wagging her stubby tail furiously, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears starts to excitedly snuffle at the ground.
>
Mauss winks at Brigit.
>
Everall raises his hand.
>
Gardener Brigit flounces down the porch steps amidst a diffuse cloud of platinum glitter.
>
Geijon says, "Raznel was a dark entity."
>
Geijon adopts an agreeable expression.
>
Panting with excitement, a stocky fawn-colored puppy with wide bat-like ears gallops out of sight.
>
Cryheart nods at Geijon.
>
Roelaren asks, "Was?"
>
Mauss quips, "A nightly knightly talk."
>recite Thank you all for attending, we hold Service Nights on the last Leyan each month, next month will be a presentation on Voln symbols
You recite quietly:

"Thank you all for attending, we hold Service Nights on the last Leyan each month, next month will be a presentation on Voln symbols"

>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see the Cryheart disk, a volatile celestial spirit that is flying around, a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Sir Cryheart, Great Noble Fanaliel who is sitting, Sir Guarrin, Liraelle who is sitting, Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Perigourd nods slowly at Guarrin.
>
Fanaliel applauds you.
>
A faint silvery glow fades from around Perigourd.
>
Mauss turns to you and cheers!
>
Roelaren recites:

"Yes thank ye all it has been our pleasure and honor to present this to ye tonight"

>
A wayward glacial blue spark rolls off Geijon's shoulder and drifts to the ground.
>
Cryheart nods at Roelaren.
>
Cryheart nods to you.
>
Guarrin applauds politely.
>
Geijon says, "By all accounts Raznel and her time-bound versions or essences are since destroyed these five years or so now."
>
Roelaren smiles.
>recite I hope ye enjoyed the information, many of these knights can answer more of yer questions, I know ye may hae some about recruitment
You recite quietly:

"I hope ye enjoyed the information, many of these knights can answer more of yer questions, I know ye may hae some about recruitment"

>
Everall applauds you with enthusiasm, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.
>wink
You wink.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Braebin echo in your mind:
Who ever it is that has been outfitting critters recently, either really loves or really hates ermines.

Guarrin nods in agreement at Geijon.
>
Mauss recites, "Voln's Order's symbols are good! Accept no substitutes! Presentation complete."
>
Cryheart nods at Geijon.
>
Roelaren says, "Ahh."
>
A waterfall of misty green light briefly cascades from a bone and green marble fetish adorned with a glistening black eye dangling from Teeva's wrist.
>
Lehon hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>
Roelaren says, "Perhaps."
>
Lehon bows.
>
Roelaren gives Lehon a friendly hug.
>
Roelaren smiles.
>
Lehon says, "Take care folks."
>
Roelaren gives Lehon a friendly hug.
>
Lehon waves.
>
Cryheart waves to Lehon.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see the Cryheart disk, a volatile celestial spirit that is flying around, a yellow-eyed forest wolfhound that is sitting, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Sir Cryheart, Great Noble Fanaliel who is sitting, Sir Guarrin, Liraelle who is sitting, Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Willow Guardian Lehon, Squire Everall, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Geijon waves.
>
Roelaren says, "Take care all."
>
Mauss waves to Lehon.
>
You hear very soft footsteps.
>
Roelaren hugs Cryheart.
>
Perigourd turns toward Roelaren and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Roelaren hugs Mauss, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
>recite Thank you all again for attending
You recite quietly:

"Thank you all again for attending"

>
Cryheart gives Roelaren a friendly hug.
>bow
You bow.
>
Roelaren hugs Perigourd.
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding Fanaliel falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
(Mauss re-arranges his spikes.)
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding Everall falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
Mauss hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>
The red-gold web of protection against heat falls away from you, unraveling as it fades.
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding Tearieyes falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
Cryheart nods to you.
>
Roelaren hugs Everall.
>
Everall hugs Roelaren, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
>
Roelaren smiles.
>
A faint breeze stirs as Tearieyes's obsidian ball hums quietly, its energy vibrating in the air and causing the shadows around it to flicker and waver.
>
Everall waves to Roelaren.
>
Liraelle stands up.
>warsalute chivalrous cryheart
You need to have an empty right hand or a weapon for this salute.
>
Interlocking her fingers above her head, Liraelle stretches slowly, extending her spine in a satisfying stretch.
>
Mauss turns to face you.
>
Liraelle curtsies to you.
>glance
You glance down to see a snifter of rich dark cognac in your right hand and nothing in your left hand.
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding Liraelle falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
Everall leans toward Guarrin.
>put cognac in my greatcl
You put a snifter of rich dark cognac in your black silk greatcloak.
>warsalute chivalrous cryheart
Liraelle says, "Thank you so much for all the information."
>
You face Cryheart and crisply render a chivalrous salute.
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding Mauss falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see the Cryheart disk, a volatile celestial spirit that is flying around, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Sir Cryheart, Great Noble Fanaliel who is sitting, Sir Guarrin, Liraelle, Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Squire Everall, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
The red-gold web of protection surrounding Roelaren falls away, unraveling as it fades.
>
Cryheart turns toward you and renders you a sharp hand salute.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Jocastae echo in your mind:
Clearly it's a sign that you should be clothed in ermine.

Roelaren agrees with Liraelle.
>warsalute bow guarrin
You bow deeply at the waist, honoring Guarrin.
>
Argent light blooms from Guarrin's sable plate armor's core as he crosses his forearm over his chest and executes a short bow.
>
Speaking to you, Mauss asks, "Sir, ya said some folks decline anythin' after Knight-Errant?"
>You hear the Help thoughts of Gailiet echo in your mind:
You're right -- I've seen ermine gloves lined with ermine.

Roelaren curtsies to Guarrin.
>
The air about Fanaliel stops shimmering.
>
Fanaliel seems to lose some dexterity.
>You hear the Help thoughts of Braebin echo in your mind:
Saw an ermine backpack lined with ermine also.

Everall nods at Guarrin.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Nitos echo in your mind:
Selling 75k cleric devotion, 785 bonus (949 with fixskill), 3m/week; 100k bard luck, any tier, 1.5m/week; 100k vitality, 2m/week; fixskills, 3.5m; 30-day encumbrance potions, 1m. Buying BS, 800k:1k.

Everall just closed a worn leather messenger satchel.
>
A sleek golden brown fox seems slightly different.
>
A sleek golden brown fox seems hesitant, looking unsure of himself.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Artamidae echo in your mind:
What I'd like to find is a vruulskin backpack lined with ermine AND the marlu symbol.
say ::mauss Depends on the responsibilities ye are willin' to accept, though I know few who hae declined
Speaking quietly to Mauss, you say, "Depends on the responsibilities ye are willin' to accept, though I know few who hae declined."
>
Speaking to you, Mauss asks, "Is it cause they don' wanna be crammed into a dusty office, and fergotten about?"
>
Fanaliel stands up.
>grin mauss
You grin at Mauss.
>
Geijon chuckles.
>
Geijon removes a gleaming rune-scribed maul from in his threaded war harness.
>
Great Noble Fanaliel just tiptoed stealthily down the porch steps.
>
Cryheart grins at Mauss.
>
The visage of an owl briefly obscures Cryheart's face before the illusion shatters into motes of misty green light.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her roasted rabbit.
>
Teeva seems slightly different.
>
You suddenly feel less protected.
>
Tearieyes seems slightly different.
>
Everall seems slightly different.
>
Roelaren seems slightly different.
>
Mauss seems slightly different.
>
Liraelle seems slightly different.
>'prolly more like nae having the discipline to face down demons on the Demonwall
You quietly say, "Prolly more like nae having the discipline to face down demons on the Demonwall."
>smirk
You smirk.
>
Mauss says, "Cause dat'd shore be mah reason."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Jocastae echo in your mind:
Those random drops are why Jo is dressed in fire.
You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|WEDNESDAY| #TODAY in Elanthia: |5pm-Midnight: Guild Night| ** |7pm: Play GemStone IV Yes/No with Jara-DISCORD| ** |7pm: Gentleman Hoorne GALD (Premium)-FWI| ** |8:30pm: Imperial Knights Discussion-WL| (All Times Eastern) .

Teeva seems hesitant, looking unsure of herself.
>
Your sense of faith and conviction wanes. You are less sure of yourself.
>
Tearieyes seems hesitant, looking unsure of herself.
>
Everall seems hesitant, looking unsure of himself.
>
Roelaren seems hesitant, looking unsure of herself.
>
Mauss seems hesitant, looking unsure of himself.
>
Liraelle seems hesitant, looking unsure of herself.
>
A pained expression crosses Mauss's face.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her roasted rabbit.
>
Perigourd's acorn amulet flickers various shades of green.
>
Speaking respectfully to you, Everall says, "Thank ye Sir Balantine for the informative discussion, it was great appreciated."
>warsalute chivalrous geijon
You face Geijon and crisply render a chivalrous salute.
>
Geijon says, "Relevancy in any role is important and being in tune with th' mission or in past experience, allegience ambiguity."
>
Mauss says, "But dat does make sense."
>
Tearieyes's amaranthine stone moves lazily, floating as if caught in a breeze, swaying gently from side to side and leaving a soft glow in its wake.
>
Geijon turns toward you and renders you a sharp salute with his rune-scribed maul.
>
The light blue glow leaves Geijon.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see the Cryheart disk, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Sir Cryheart, Sir Guarrin, Liraelle, Mauss who is sitting, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Squire Everall, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
The deep blue glow leaves Geijon.
>
Mauss stands up.
>
Cryheart says, "Swearing an oath of duty is just that, you adhere to that oath."
>
The dull golden nimbus fades from around Geijon.
>
The white light leaves Geijon.
The very powerful look leaves Geijon.
>
Everall nods in agreement at Cryheart.
>agree cryheart
You agree with Cryheart.
>
Mauss adopts an agreeable expression.
>
Liraelle grins at Cryheart.
>
Liraelle agrees with Cryheart.
>
Roelaren says, "As best ye can."
>
Guarrin says, "Aside, I hear the paperwork does not truly get bad until Knight commander."
>
Cryheart grins at Guarrin.
>
Cryheart chuckles.
>chortle guarrin
You chortle at Guarrin.
>
Mauss grins at Guarrin.
>
Roelaren says, "I would imagine it does."
>
Cryheart says, "Some of us have been down that road."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Crinbar echo in your mind:
A smooth vruulskin backpack lined with ermine is as close as I can get for that.

Cryheart nods at Guarrin.
>
Roelaren grins.
>
Perigourd says, "One would think their duty equally important, whether in the field, or the fortress."
>
Everall chuckles.
>
Mauss asks, "I'd hafta actually pay mah scribe?"
>
Everall nods in agreement at Perigourd.
>
Roelaren nods at Perigourd.
>
Tearieyes's amaranthine stone's light wanes and brightens, its glow spreading before it draws inward, like the ebb and flow of an unseen tide.
>
Mauss stops dead in his tracks.
>
Roelaren grins at Mauss.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Artamidae echo in your mind:
Ermine is the new elven runes of power.

Cryheart nods at Perigourd.
>say ::cryheart we're still waitin for ye to design that castle
Speaking quietly to Cryheart, you say, "We're still waitin for ye to design that castle."
>nudge cry
Speaking to Perigourd, Guarrin says, "I expect that would depend if you follow Sir Pyrrhon's code."
>
You elbow Cryheart in the ribs in a playful sort of way.
>
Mauss exclaims, "...Hmmph!"
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Kleezorg echo in your mind:
A striped vruulskin pack with a border of punched lattice patterns.

Cryheart starts chortling at you!
>
Roelaren smiles at you.
>
Speaking to Guarrin, Perigourd says, "Paper cuts can be risky."
>
Perigourd chuckles.
>
Perigourd says, "Politics more so."
>
Cryheart grins at Perigourd.
>
Roelaren begins chuckling at Perigourd!
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Artamidae echo in your mind:
I got two different characters sporting vruulskin rucksacks, heh.

The angry screech of an owl suddenly erupts from near Cryheart.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see the Cryheart disk, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Sir Cryheart, Sir Guarrin, Liraelle, Mauss, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Squire Everall, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Speaking to Perigourd, Mauss exclaims, "A baker's dozen o' thousand paper cuts kill anybody!"
>
Speaking to Perigourd, Guarrin says, "In theory, their role leading such large forces would indicate the greater honor."
>
Perigourd appears less confident.
>
Geijon adopts an agreeable expression.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her roasted rabbit.
>
Teeva feeds a sleek golden brown fox a bite of her roasted rabbit.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball arcs toward her amaranthine stone, creating a momentary burst of light as they swirl about each other.
>
Roelaren nods at Guarrin.
>
Speaking to Guarrin, Perigourd says, "It requires quite a bit more sacrifice in many cases since the responsibility is beyond ones self in such cases."
>
Perigourd nods in agreement.
>
Perigourd says, "Much more at risk as well."
>
A series of jade green lines suddenly appears on Teeva's face, quickly racing towards the center of her forehead before detaching and dissipating in the air.
>
Teeva takes a deep breath, blinking a couple of times before resuming a calm expression.
>
Teeva becomes solid again.
>
Teeva seems a bit less imposing.
>
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Teeva suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
>
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Teeva.
>
The bright luminescence fades from around Teeva.
>
The silvery luminescence fades from around Teeva.
>
The misty halo fades from Teeva.
>
The deep blue glow leaves Teeva.
>
Teeva becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
>
Teeva appears to lose some internal strength.
>'It takes many years to attain knighthood, severe training, discipline, and adherance to the Code of Chivalry
You quietly say, "It takes many years to attain knighthood, severe training, discipline, and adherance to the Code of Chivalry."
>
A soft, rhythmic pulsing emanates from Tearieyes's obsidian ball, causing the room to feel alive with quiet energy, as though the light itself is breathing.
>
Roelaren agrees with you.
>
Geijon says, "Th' Emperor, thankfully appeared just, had nigh complete control of th' going ons or within th' ability to control."
>
Geijon nods at Guarrin.
>
Teeva's lacquered hip-satchel shifts and rustles a bit, the sounds of high-pitched squeaks emanating from it.
>
Speaking to Perigourd, Guarrin says, "That is his belief, indeed."
>
Everall inclines his ear, listening intently.
>
Guarrin nods in agreement at Geijon.
>
Mauss stretches.
>
Mauss says, "Anyhoo."
>
Geijon says, "Words and actions have degrees of weight, sometimes it's dumb luck."
>
A corona of purple hazed light surrounds a wood-framed silver fetish decorated with a velvety dark plum moonflower dangling from Tearieyes's wrist before fading away.
>
Mauss turns to face you.
>
A waterfall of misty green light briefly cascades from a bone and green marble fetish adorned with a glistening black eye dangling from Teeva's wrist.
>
Geijon chuckles.
>
Roelaren nods at Geijon.
>salute mauss
You turn toward Mauss and render a sharp hand salute.
>
Speaking to you, Mauss says, "Thankee fer the dessert tation Sir."
>
Folding his left arm behind his back and dipping to one knee, Mauss bows respectfully and inclines his head.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|FLOTILLA FESTIVAL| At 9pm on Friday, July 31, the Gilded Talon Consortium will be sailing to the Great Piratical Flotilla from Mistwatch (Ta'Vaalor). Gather at Airmen's Rest |Lich #31485 / (u7136051)| if you'd like to sail with them instead of using the portmaster for Fowl Fashion Feastday!

Mauss removes a perfect walnut-handled zorchar katar from in his vruul skin sheath.
Mauss slings a burnished mesille shield off from over his shoulder.
>say ::mauss be sure to take some refreshments from the sideboard with ye as ye go
Speaking quietly to Mauss, you say, "Be sure to take some refreshments from the sideboard with ye as ye go."
>
Liraelle grins at Mauss.
>
Mauss says, "Hmm..."
>
Speaking to you, Geijon says, "Each has a very unique journey, certainly."
>
Mauss glances at a scorched oak sideboard and rubs his chin thoughtfully.
>
The visage of an owl briefly obscures Cryheart's face before the illusion shatters into motes of misty green light.
>
Roelaren takes a bite of her blueberry pie.
>
Mauss put a perfect walnut-handled zorchar katar in his vruul skin sheath.
Mauss slings a burnished mesille shield over his shoulder.
>
Mauss helps himself to a glazed strawberry tart.
>
Roelaren takes a bite of her blueberry pie.
>nod geijon
You nod at Geijon.
>
Mauss gobbles down a big bite of his strawberry tart.
>
Roelaren takes a drink from her strawberry champagne.
Roelaren looks rather relaxed.
>
Mauss gobbles down his strawberry tart in one enormous bite.
>
Guarrin adjusts his sable plate armor, improving its ability to support the weight of his gear.
>
Mauss helps himself to a honey-dipped fried banana.
>
Liraelle helps herself to a slice of blueberry pie.
>
Perigourd seems to lose some internal strength.
>
* Linor just got iced in the Hinterwilds!
>
Mauss lowers his fried banana into a round river reed basket, taking a bit of cheesecloth from within to cover the dish.
>
Liraelle exclaims, "Pie!"
>
Geijon gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Geijon gestures.
Nothing happens.
>
Geijon gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Geijon gestures.
Geijon suddenly looks a lot more powerful.
Geijon is surrounded by a white light.
>
Liraelle sniffs at her blueberry pie.
>
Roelaren says, "Good pie."
>
Liraelle says, "Mmmhmm."
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see the Cryheart disk, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Sir Cryheart, Sir Guarrin, Liraelle, Mauss, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Squire Everall, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Liraelle beams happily at Roelaren!
>
Liraelle takes a bite of her blueberry pie.
>
Mauss pours himself a flagon of frothy oatmeal stout.
>
From within Tearieyes's obsidian ball, tendrils of light snake outward, touching the surrounding space before withdrawing, leaving a faint, glowing trail in their wake.
>
Mauss lowers his frothy oatmeal stout into a round river reed basket, taking care not to spill its contents.
>
Mauss removes a perfect walnut-handled zorchar katar from in his vruul skin sheath.
Mauss slings a burnished mesille shield off from over his shoulder.
>
Mauss bashes forearms with you in greeting.
>grin mauss
You grin at Mauss.
>gld rank mauss
Mauss is a Master at Arms of the Warrior Guild.
Master of Disarm Weapon.
Master of Berserk.
Master of Warrior Tricks.
Master of Tackle.
Master of War Cries.
Master of Batter Barriers.
>
Mauss exclaims, "Gonna go find a good fite!"
>
Everall leaves your group.
>
Mauss slashes his katar through the air, his weapon becoming such a blur that you momentarily see the initial "M" flash before your eyes.
>
Perigourd turns toward Mauss and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Speaking to Roelaren, Liraelle exclaims, "In my head when Sir Balantine was talking about carrying the flag and rushing into battle. I was thinking I can sing a battle hym!"
>
Cryheart says, "Good luck."
>wave mauss
Guarrin nods encouragingly at Mauss.
>
You wave to Mauss.
>
Liraelle laughs!
>
Roelaren says, "Take care."
>
Cryheart turns toward Mauss and renders a sharp hand salute.
>
Mauss waves.
>
Roelaren smiles at Mauss.
>
Mauss exclaims, "Later folks!"
>
Roelaren waves.
>
Mauss just went down the porch steps.
>
Speaking to Everall, Geijon asks, "Did you finish all those missions in th' Hinterwilds?"
>
Everall nods at Geijon.
>
Geijon nods.
>
Roelaren smiles at Everall.
>
Geijon smiles.
>
Cryheart says, "He did well."
>
Speaking to Geijon, Everall says, "I did... and it's not for the weak of heart."
>
Cryheart nods at Geijon.
>
Cryheart agrees with Everall.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Crinbar echo in your mind:
Just a side note, I really love the new transmogs. Was able to turn 2/160 jacket project into a cloak so I could get the seafoam script added to it. Did not have to wait for a GALD spot.
say ::liraelle There are other titles bestowed upon non-warriors by Liege Lords, mayhaps we will speak of some of those organizations in the future
Speaking quietly to Liraelle, you say, "There are other titles bestowed upon non-warriors by Liege Lords, mayhaps we will speak of some of those organizations in the future."
>You hear the Onoir thoughts of Roelaren echo in your mind:
Roelaren thinks, "Balradrung had to go back to the hospital last I heard keep him in your prayers."

Liraelle beams happily at you!
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Maraella echo in your mind:
Check out the Transmog Exchange http://bit.ly/4fbOeze and the accompanying script ;transmog_inventory.lic.

Geijon says, "Regwen and Puptilian on patrol last eve. Glad to see folks being wary...alert...active perhaps."
>
Speaking to you, Liraelle says, "I would love that."
>
Geijon holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
That's exploit, they gonna take your cloak and send you back to the turnip farm.

Guarrin nods in agreement at Geijon.
>
Everall nods in agreement at Geijon.
>
Cryheart nods at Geijon.
>
One of the tiny topaz flowers on Cryheart's ghezyte bracelet blossoms opens and drops tiny petals that vanish as they leave the bracelet.
>
Tearieyes's amaranthine stone's light wanes and brightens, its glow spreading before it draws inward, like the ebb and flow of an unseen tide.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see the Cryheart disk, a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Perigourd, Sir Geijon, Sir Cryheart, Sir Guarrin, Liraelle, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Squire Everall, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Crinbar echo in your mind:
That is making use of all available resources.
You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Ok its not, but congrats on your transmog happiness.
You hear the Invoker thoughts of echo in your mind:
The invoker thinks, "Residents of Mist Harbor, I am currently at Honeysuckle and Rose Avenue and offering spells to those in need."
get cognac from my greatcl
You remove a snifter of rich dark cognac from in your black silk greatcloak.
>drink my cognac
You take a drink from your rich dark cognac. The almond aftertaste complements the fruity cream of this smooth beverage.
You have one quaff left.
>
Everall nods firmly at Guarrin.
>
The angry yip of a monkey suddenly erupts from near Tearieyes.
>
Roelaren takes a drink from her strawberry champagne.
>
Cryheart says, "There is a group, called the Dusk Coven from up north, who possess a potential threat to the Landing."
>
Liraelle takes a bite of her blueberry pie.
>
Roelaren takes a drink from her strawberry champagne.
Roelaren looks rather relaxed.
>
Guarrin adds Everall to his group.
>
Cryheart says, "So be alert to that possibility."
>
Cryheart joins Guarrin's group.
>
Geijon nods.
>raise eye cryheart
You raise an eyebrow in Cryheart's direction.
>
Liraelle places a hand over her heart.
>
Liraelle takes a bite of her blueberry pie.
>
Perigourd nods grimly at Cryheart.
>
Perigourd joins Guarrin's group.
>
Liraelle takes a bite of her blueberry pie.
>
Roelaren says, "Thank ye for alerting us to that."
>
The suede fetish dangling from Cryheart's wrist starts to twitch with a phantom heartbeat and sways back and forth like a pendulum before falling back into silence.
>
Cryheart says, "Welcome."
>
Roelaren smiles.
>
Cryheart says, "They are seeking an artifact I hae heard."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Crinbar echo in your mind:
Also, always make sure your jacket project actually closes.

Guarrin says, "Well friends, grand to see everyone, and thank you Sir Balantine for sharing the histories."
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|ESSENTIALS| Don't forget to MARK and REGISTER things which are expensive, cherished, recently worked on, or cannot be easily replaced. Then put a label on it. ESPECIALLY YOUR CONTAINERS, since they hold your special stuff! This PSA is sponsored by the Janitor!
warsalute bow guarrin
You bow deeply at the waist, honoring Guarrin.
>
Tearieyes's obsidian ball vibrates, causing the air around it to hum with energy as its inner light pulses with increasing intensity before fading away again.
>
Argent light blooms from Guarrin's sable plate armor's core as he crosses his forearm over his chest and executes a short bow.
>
Perigourd turns toward you and renders you a sharp hand salute.
>
Roelaren asks, "An artifact?"
>
Geijon gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Geijon gestures.
Nothing happens.
>
Geijon gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Geijon gestures.
Geijon suddenly looks more powerful.
>
Guarrin says, "I fear I must be off though for now."
>
Geijon gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Geijon gestures.
A deep blue glow surrounds Geijon.
>
Geijon gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Geijon gestures.
Nothing happens.
>'Appreciate ye attending, sorry I've nae been about much to get the word out
You quietly say, "Appreciate ye attending, sorry I've nae been about much to get the word out."
>
Roelaren says, "Take care and thank ye all for being here."
>
Geijon gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Geijon gestures.
Nothing happens.
>
Cryheart waves.
>
Geijon gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Geijon gestures.
A light blue glow surrounds Geijon.
>
Roelaren waves.
>
Everall waves to Roelaren.
>
Geijon waves.
>
Roelaren smiles.
>
Guarrin nods at Everall.
>
Roelaren waves.
>wave
You wave.
>
Everall waves to you.
>
Sir Guarrin's group just glided down the porch steps.
Sir Guarrin's group group strides down the porch steps, his steps being shadowed by the flickering form of a silver-scaled cold wyrm made of silver-sheened motes.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Liraelle, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Liraelle's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around her arms.
>smile everall
Balantine smiles everall
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Arkim echo in your mind:
Rogues can add a clasp if it doesn't.

Liraelle says, "If you will excuse me as well, I need to go up top t see the spell person. Then Rhet is still making me find gems."
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Liraelle, Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Liraelle chuckles.
>
Liraelle curtsies.
>wave lira
You wave to Liraelle.
>bow
You bow.
>
Roelaren says, "Take care."
>
Liraelle says, "Thank you for tonight."
>
Roelaren waves to Liraelle.
>
Liraelle waves.
>
Roelaren says, "Thank ye for being here."
>
You feel less resolved as the divine urging subsides, fading into obscurity.
>
The subdued warmth embracing you fades along with the spiritual force surrounding your arms.
>
Tearieyes's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around her arms.
>
Roelaren's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around her arms.
>
A thick plume of smoke rises above the Upper Trollfang.
>
Liraelle flashes a wide grin.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Stealthias echo in your mind:
That clasp has weight and counts as 1 inv item. not ideal.

Liraelle just went down the porch steps.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Teeva's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around her arms.
>armor crush check augustinia torso
You carefully examine Augustinia's elven fighting leathers to determine whether or not you can adjust it to better protect against crushing damage.

You determine that you cannot properly adjust it right now.

Roundtime: 5 sec.
>
Tearieyes's amaranthine stone pulses gently, drawing near her obsidian ball as they flicker in response to each other, swirling in soft spirals before drifting apart once more.
>armor crush check roelaren torso
You carefully examine Roelaren's blue leather to determine whether or not you can adjust it to better protect against crushing damage.

You determine that you cannot properly adjust it right now.

Roundtime: 5 sec.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Crinbar echo in your mind:
Nope, but much better than waisting all those notes.
armor crush check tearieyes torso
You carefully examine Tearieyes's kidskin hunts to determine whether or not you can adjust it to better protect against crushing damage.

You determine that you cannot properly adjust it right now.

Roundtime: 5 sec.
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Jara echo in your mind:
Selling some soft minotaur hide boots embossed with a slit-pupiled eye. Transfer item. MB 1k.
armor crush check teeva torso
You carefully examine Teeva's ochre leather brigandine to determine whether or not you can adjust it to better protect against crushing damage.

You determine that you cannot properly adjust it right now.

Roundtime: 5 sec.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
A soft pulse of light spreads from Tearieyes's obsidian ball, gently shifting the air around it as if its glow is subtly alive with movement.
>
Speaking to Tearieyes, Roelaren says, "Good to see ye hun."
>armor crush check balantine torso
You carefully examine your white alloy platemail to determine whether or not you can adjust it to better protect against crushing damage.

You determine that you cannot properly adjust it right now.

Roundtime: 5 sec.
>
Roelaren smiles at Tearieyes.
>
A sleek golden brown fox eyes the porch steps curiously.
>'everyone has armor fittings in good shape, let me know when ye need more
You quietly say, "Everyone has armor fittings in good shape, let me know when ye need more."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Arkim echo in your mind:
That's outdated info from my understanding. I have a < 1 lb cloak that I got clasped. Doesn't seem to count as 2 items.
look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Tearieyes flings herself against Roelaren, bounces off of her, and giggles madly!
>
Roelaren says, "Ye will have to tell me."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Clairette echo in your mind:
Any clerics available around HW for Linor?

Tearieyes hugs Roelaren, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
>
Roelaren says, "I nay know when i need more."
>
Roelaren grins.
>
Roelaren gives Tearieyes a friendly hug.
>
Roelaren smiles at Tearieyes.
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Arkim echo in your mind:
It might count as an extra if you opt to maintain the clasp as part of the description?
You hear the OOC thoughts of Nucky echo in your mind:
Clasps are like totally heavy and like, like, like I wouldn't totally like wear buy a cloak with clasps.

The visage of a monkey briefly obscures Tearieyes's face before the illusion shatters into motes of purple hazed light.
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, the Teeva disk, a sleek golden brown fox that is sitting, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Miss Tearieyes, Lady Teeva who is sitting
Obvious paths: none
>
Roelaren says, "This had a very fine attendance."
>
Roelaren beams happily at you!
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Clairette echo in your mind:
This is rogue erasure.
'anyone need help with a task or bounty?
You quietly ask, "Anyone need help with a task or bounty?"
>
An unfortunate divagation brings a mosquito into perilous contact with Roelaren's spidersilk cloak. With a sudden flurry of activity, a large spider emerges from the folds of the cloak and binds the mosquito in a mucilaginous shroud of silk.
>'was only a few at first, but gained attendance as I went
You quietly say, "Was only a few at first, but gained attendance as I went."
>
Tearieyes nods enthusiastically!
>
Teeva stands up.
>
You notice Teeva moving stealthily down the porch steps.
>
Roelaren says, "That is still gooe."
>'aye
You quietly say, "Aye."
>
Roelaren says, "It is almost like they were just running late."
>
Tearieyes waves her hand in a dismissive gesture.
>
Tearieyes softly says, "At least they came."
>
Tearieyes gives an approval gesture with her hand.
>
Roelaren says, "Exactly."
>You hear the Merchant thoughts of Griktore echo in your mind:
Need unsung uncut diamonds or emeralds? SHOP BROWSE KRAK 8 for 20-jars.

Roelaren says, "And was very interesting."
>
A low hum vibrates through the air as Tearieyes's obsidian ball begins to spin faster, its light growing stronger as her amaranthine stone responds, mimicking its speed in a harmonious motion.
>'lost of interest, mayhaps ye should give a presentation on yer healing order sometime
You hear the OOC thoughts of Stealthias echo in your mind:
Great. now i have 90's disco in my head. thanks clairette.
>
You quietly say, "Lost of interest, mayhaps ye should give a presentation on yer healing order sometime."
>smile roe
You smile at Roelaren.
>You hear the Towncrier thoughts of Newsby echo in your mind:
|FLOTILLA FESTIVAL| Buried inside the Flotilla's Fowl Fashion announcement, did you notice that the Flotilla will now be home to rotating shopping onboard temporarily docked ships? One to three ships will be docked at any given time, and rotate every so often. Here's the announcement link again: https://tinyurl.com/2ymk2dxx .

Roelaren says, "I really nay new so many knights were about."
>'lots
You quietly say, "Lots."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Mauss echo in your mind:
Anyone looking for Warrior guild training?

Roelaren says, "I could do that."
>
A sudden flash from Tearieyes's obsidian ball, followed by a soft, swirling motion, sends out a ripple of light through the air.
>'Quite a few hae left the lands, but still a number about
You quietly say, "Quite a few hae left the lands, but still a number about."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Crinbar echo in your mind:
Does that mean you where already familiar with 90s disco?
You hear the Help thoughts of Clairette echo in your mind:
Oh, I have a warrior that would love some warcry assistance.

Roelaren says, "We just never see them."
>You hear the Help thoughts of Mauss echo in your mind:
See me at Klidel.

A sleek golden brown fox's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around his arms.
>
Tearieyes softly says, "Big land."
>
Tearieyes nods.
>
A sleek golden brown fox scrambles back up onto his feet.
>agree teari
You agree with Tearieyes.
>
A sleek golden brown fox scrambles out of sight.
>'ye've met the majority I reckon
You quietly say, "Ye've met the majority I reckon."
>
Roelaren whispers, "The chosen starts on nov 15 the new season."
>
The semitransparent image of a long-tailed deranged monkey flickers into life before loping away in a burst of purple hazed motes.
>nod roe
You nod at Roelaren.
>
Roelaren says, "For the most part."
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a melancholy badland spirit that is flying around, a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren, Miss Tearieyes
Obvious paths: none
>
Rotating slowly, Tearieyes's amaranthine stone's surface flickers with changing colors, casting dancing reflections onto nearby surfaces.
>
Roelaren says, "I am surprized no new orders have sprung up."
>You hear the OOC thoughts of Stealthias echo in your mind:
When it comes to music, in general i am familiar with it if it exists.
'I'll be away soon, about a week and a half starting the 4th
You quietly say, "I'll be away soon, about a week and a half starting the 4th."
>
Roelaren says, "Like ye said."
>
Roelaren nods.
>
Roelaren smiles.
>
Roelaren says, "I hope ye have a great time."
>
* Daekas's life on land appears to be as rough as his life at sea.
>'should be back in time for the house meet, I hope
You quietly say, "Should be back in time for the house meet, I hope."
>
Tearieyes starts jumping around like a twelve-year-old.
>
Tearieyes waves.
>
Miss Tearieyes strides down the porch steps, her steps being shadowed by the flickering form of a long-tailed deranged monkey made of purple hazed motes.
>wave teari
What were you referring to?
>look
[Hearthstone, Front Porch] (397002)
Airy and open, the porch is enclosed by smooth, freshly painted white modwir up to a height of about four feet. As you ponder the sky-blue color of the ceiling and a lacework of deep green ivy that crisscrosses the open space between posts, the hubbub of the world beyond quickly fades away. Rocking chairs of various sizes are an inviting sight, and an elegant green marble arch provides a tantalizing view of the splendors inside the old manor. You also see a doorman, a scorched oak sideboard with some stuff on it, a purple modwir bin and the porch steps.
Also here: Augustinia, Sister-in-Arms Roelaren
Obvious paths: none
>