Gilleabart asks, "All right, of our guests...how manna o' ye hae effer heard of
House Daingneach Onoir before this day?"
s>
Raindove sits down.
s>
Raindove joins your group.
s>
* Alarica just bit the dust!
s>
Raindove scoots over in front of you.
s>
Popabee looks over at Gilleabart and shakes her head.
s>
(Gilleabart glances around the room for hands, if any.)
s>
Sandale pours himself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Thaleles takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
Lines of worry smooth, and he visibly relaxes.
s>
Sandale raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Sandale takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
s>
Varsens raises his hand.
s>
Sandale takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
Lines of worry smooth, and he visibly relaxes.
Sandale looks rather relaxed.
s>
Raindove beams happily at Varsens!
s>
Varsens grins.
s>
Malorye quietly says, "I missed something."
s>
* Clintmire has been vaporized!
s>
* The death cry of Clintmire echoes in your mind!
s>close my back
You close a silver spidersilk backpack.
s>
Sandale says, "Ahhh dat hit the spot."
s>
* Analletta just bit the dust!
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Speaking to Malorye, Gilleabart asks, "Have ye effer heard of House Daingneach
Onoir before t'day?"
s>
Malorye shakes her head.
s>
Raindove grins at Sandale.
s>
Malorye sheepishly says, "I just saw a tent."
s>
Malorye shrugs her shoulders, lifting her wings slightly.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Weel. Before we get t'th'story of our foundin', let me tell ye
all aboon what we stand for."
s>
* Gothique just bit the dust!
s>
Raindove smiles at Malorye.
s>
Sylviana just arrived.
s>
Sylviana flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.
s>
* Elthur has been vaporized!
s>
Sandale just went out.
s>
Malorye quietly exclaims, "I was thinkin ooh! tent!"
s>
* Elthur just bit the dust!
s>
Sylviana sits down.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Daingneach Onoir...'tis an auld, auld mountain dialect, frae where me
ancestors hail. It means, "House of Honor.""
s>
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long
forgotten to the surface of your mind.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Malorye.
Lady Tiirs just arrived.
s>
Tiirs smiles.
s>
Raindove gives Tiirs a friendly hug.
s>
Tiirs hugs Raindove, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Tiirs.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"It is our goal t'bring weight t'th'meaning of the titles "Lord" an' "Lady"
by providing a proper example of how we feel said Lords an' Ladies should behave
in relation tae their fellow adventurers..."
s>
Gilleabart gives Tiirs a lingering kiss on the nose.
s>
Tiirs blushes a glowing shade of red.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"In other words...teach honor by example."
s>
Tiirs gazes fondly at Gilleabart.
s>
Tiirs sits down.
s>
Sylviana nods to Gilleabart.
s>
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
s>
Sylviana takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
Raindove helps herself to a sweetened berry-topped croissant.
s>
Raindove takes a bite of her berry-topped croissant.
s>
Malorye leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, a thoughtful expression on
her face.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"We teach this Honor tae th' young and old alike...not by preaching and
lecturing, but by becoming living examples o' th' honor. Through these goals, we
hope t'serve these fond lands we live in...an' encourage all those of like mind
an' belief t'join us."
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Honor hae been aboon for manna years, now...having been founded by th' one
I'm told be me great-great grandda... Laird Aonghus MacGreghor."
s>
* Analletta just bit the dust!
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Aonghus were ae man o' Honor, who were willing t'sacrifice e'en happiness
an' knowledge in th'pursuit o' Honor...an' yet...through th'pursuit o' Honor, he
gained happiness an' knowledge he'd not otherwise have found."
Sylviana smiles at Gilleabart.
s>
Tiirs smiles.
s>
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Ronan planted th'seed o' Onoir's dream in Laird Aonghus's head after an
unfortunate experience he'd had in ae group o' warriors who taught honor...but
at th'time, th'honor had nae been as strongly enforced as it do be these days."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"He were discouraged, an' he left th'group...then wandered o'er
t'th'entrance t'Voln, where he witnessed e'en more dishonorable actions by
Lairds an' Ladies..."
s>
Sylviana furrows her brow.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"He'd found folk joinin' Voln, for example, for th'powers, not for
th'goals...not for th'belief in it. An' tha' saddened him."
s>
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Then he'd see Lairds an' Ladies fair slaughterin' young ones for merely
lookin' at them th'wrong way...an' it discouraged an' angered him."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"So he gathered some friends he kent...those he found were honorable."
s>
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"An' these men an' ladies began t'meet in Frith's Inn."
s>
Raindove turns an inquisitive ear towards Gilleabart.
s>
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the
evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
s>
* Jenovadeath just bit the dust!
s>
Merimie just arrived.
s>
Merimie surveys the area.
s>
Popabee just left.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"There were originally twelve members o' Onoir. They were...
Laird Aonghus. Lady Elana, his wife. Lord Truekillr. Lord Thrudh, an' his
wife Lady Zyanna. Laird Cynric, Lord Rhozevy..."
s>
Merimie says, "Pardons mes."
s>
Merimie's cheeks flush with a deep shade of red.
s>
Merimie just went out.
s>
Apprentice Popabee just arrived.
s>
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
s>
Popabee sits down.
s>
Popabee says, "I apologize."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Laird Ravenwulf, Laird Dragonshield an' his wife Lady Ingrid, Lady Karissa,
an' Laird Morgiest."
s>
Gilleabart smiles at Popabee.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"More quickly gathered tae th'group...within three or four months after.
They came up wi' codes...of honor, of chivalry...th'bylaws an' th' ideas. They
began t' gather th'new ones, who were squires t'start...t'let them learn
th'methods o' th' group..."
s>
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
s>
Raindove nods to Popabee.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"An' when it came time for them t'become full members, they would bring them
tae th' cul-de-sac...an' induct them wi' much fanfair."
Gilleabart recites:
"They began t'talk aboon honor, an' show acts of honor."
Gilleabart recites:
"E'en before th' "Mentors" had arrived...an' they would sit aboon th'spots
where new folks would enter th'lands an' teach them..."
s>
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the
evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
s>
Sylviana smiles.
s>
Gilleabart says, "An' they'd offer their services tae those fresh-faced
youngsters."
s>
Gilleabart says, "This was done without bias...we did nae care if ye were good
or evil...dark or light...tall or short."
s>
Sandale just arrived.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Blush."
s>
Gilleabart growls ferociously!
s>
Gilleabart says, "I'm speakin' odd t'night, forgive me."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Weel..."
s>
Sylviana smiles at Gilleabart.
s>
Raindove smiles at Gilleabart.
s>
Gilleabart pours himself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Gilleabart takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
He emits a deep, contented sigh.
s>
Tiirs giggles.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Ah, tha' helps."
s>
Popabee grins at Gilleabart.
s>
Raindove smiles at Gilleabart.
s>
Tiirs gazes fondly at Gilleabart.
s>
Sandale just went out.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Through these methods, we had faith we would teach th'young, frae th'start,
how t'behave towards each other."
Gilleabart recites:
"We were nae a "religious" organization, nor were we created t'go out an'
fight wars...bu' we would nae tell ourselves "nae." We had free will t'help or
nae, as our honor saw fit, individually."
Sylviana nods to Gilleabart.
s>
Perunne just arrived.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"An' this went on frae quite a long while. An' it still is wha' we stand
for, wha' we strive for."
Gilleabart recites:
"Our Laird Aonghus had his dreams...one o' th'three Arkati he served were
Laird Ronan, after all."
Gilleabart recites:
"An' each o' those who joined wi' him had th' same dream...an' made th'dream
come t'life."
s>
Perunne leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, a thoughtful expression on
her face.
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"He wrote in his journal he could nae hae done't without th'strong aid o'
e'eryone around him."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Sadly...it came tae pass tha' Laird Aonghus took ill...'twere after he'd
returned frae ae nasty experience wi' pirates..."
Gilleabart recites:
"An' on his travels, he had contracted ae wastin' illness."
Gilleabart recites:
"He kept this private frae all...part o' his pride, perhaps a flaw...he did
nae wish anna t'think him weak, or in need o' pity, I suppose..."
s>
Aetheri says, "Ahh sleepy... Never fails."
s>
Aetheri grins at Ichiko.
s>
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Vilkea sits down.
s>
Aetheri rubs his sailor's knot bracelet, causing a golden incandescence to dance
around its edges briefly.
Aetheri gets an odd look on his face.
s>
Raindove takes a bite of her oatmeal cookie.
s>
Raindove takes a bite of her oatmeal cookie.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"But th'wastin' illness took him quietly in his sleep one dark night...an'
when his wife woke...he did na."
s>
Raindove pours herself a cup of black currant tea.
s>
Lord Aetheri just went out.
s>
Raindove takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
Sylviana sighs softly.
s>
Tiirs rubs her eyes.
s>
Ichiko rubs her crystal amulet.
Ichiko gets an odd look on her face.
s>
Tiirs's lower lip trembles slightly.
s>
Sandale helps himself to a mint and dark chocolate bar.
s>
Ichiko rubs her crystal amulet.
s>
Sandale takes a bite of his dark chocolate bar.
s>
Perunne sighs.
s>
Popabee rubs her crystal amulet.
Popabee gets an odd look on her face.
s>
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Vilkea suddenly shoot off in all
directions, then quickly fade away.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Before we go on, I ask ye all t'tak' ae glass o' whiskey, an'
raise it in memory o' Laird Aonghus, th'first Laird Paladin o' Daingneach
Onoir."
s>
Popabee says, "To the memory o' Laird Aonghus, th'first Laird Paladin o'
Daingneach Onoir."
s>
Tiirs raises her well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Sandale takes a bite of his dark chocolate bar.
s>
Popabee takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
Popabee looks rather relaxed.
s>
Ichiko raises her well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Perunne stands up.
s>
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Vilkea begins to falter, then completely
fades away.
s>
Perunne just went out.
s>
Sandale takes a bite of his dark chocolate bar.
s>
Raindove takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
Ichiko takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
She emits a deep, contented sigh.
Ichiko looks rather relaxed.
s>
Gilleabart sings:
"Ronan be o' Dreams
An' Kai guards th'warrior born.
One gives inspiration
Th'other strength t'see it through
Once a dream were granted a man
An' to this day, brave ones all
Gather in hope, gather in strength."
Gilleabart sings:
"One goal, one aim, one name.
A house of Honor, as Kai would have
A House of Hope, as Ronan saw
A house of Life, for Lorminstra declares
A House of Love, by Oleani's troth
Each deity o' light has had their say
In dreams, House Onoir has th'day."
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>
Gilleabart takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
Lines of worry smooth, and he visibly relaxes.
s>
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the
evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Tha' were found in th'journal o' th'late Laird Aonghus
MacGreghor."
s>
Gilleabart slowly empties his lungs.
s>
Gilleabart says, "An' now...th'second Laird Paladin rose t'th'seat. This Laird
Paladin were Laird Drandar."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Under Laird Drandar's leadership, Onoir branched in its goals, added on
other tasks. We began t'work wi' general history."
Xatier suddenly fades into view.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"We would start t'speak publically. We began t' have our first tries a'
holdin' events. He served but eleven months, but he did bring light tae
otherwise difficult times."
You smile at Xatier.
s>
Sylviana nods to Xatier in greeting.
s>
Gilleabart pours himself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
s>
* Biodes just bit the dust!
s>
Gilleabart says, "Tae Laird Drandar, our second Laird Paladin."
s>
Gilleabart raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
* Tandala just bit the dust!
s>
Malorye pours herself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Sylviana pours herself a cup of black currant tea.
s>
Malorye raises her well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Varsens pours himself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Varsens raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Gilleabart takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
Lines of worry smooth, and he visibly relaxes.
s>
Malorye takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
She emits a deep, contented sigh.
s>
Xatier whispers, "Evening."
s>
Popabee pours herself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Varsens takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
Lines of worry smooth, and he visibly relaxes.
s>
Popabee raises her well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Sylviana smiles at Xatier.
s>
Popabee says, "To the second Lord Paladin."
s>
Gilleabart teasingly says, "Me goal...t'either hae ye convinced by th'end o'
this, or t'hae ye so drunk ye join without kennin' it."
s>
Popabee takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
s>
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Popabee says, "I'm a dwarf, you can't GET me drunk."
s>
Popabee takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
Popabee looks quite relaxed.
s>
Sylviana begins chuckling at Gilleabart!
s>
Gilleabart grins at Popabee.
s>
Speaking to Popabee, Gilleabart says, "A challenge."
s>
Raindove grins.
s>
Sylviana takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
Popabee grins at Gilleabart.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Now...th'third Laird Paladin were Laird Aonghus's first
Squire...Laird Tebon."
s>
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Th' first time Laird Tebon held th' Laird Paladin position, he
re-wrote an' modernized th' by-laws wi' th'aid o' Laird Morgiest."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"He also formed th' sub-section within Onoir, o' th'Guild of th'
Quill...which be our recordkeepers."
Thaleles says, "And the best possible place to be within Onoir."
s>
Gilleabart grins at Thaleles.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Biased."
s>
Sylviana agrees with Thaleles.
s>
Gilleabart flashes a wide grin.
s>wink Thaleles
You wink at Thaleles.
s>
* Syberus just bit the dust!
s>
* Buen just bit the dust!
s>
Raindove starts chortling.
s>
Tiirs giggles.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Then Laird Morgiest took o'er. We will nae salute Laird Tebon
as of yet, because 'tis more aboon him t'come..."
s>
Gilleabart says, "Laird Morgiest took Onoir intae more guilds, more
Orders...some o' these orders an' guilds aire still wi' us...some aire on
hiatus."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Laird Morgiest were another strong warrior...an auld auld one..."
Xatier snickers.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Verra honorable, an' I ask us all t'raise ae glass in his honor."
Sylviana nods to Gilleabart.
s>
Gilleabart raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Raindove raises her black currant tea in a toast!
s>
Thaleles pours himself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Malorye raises her well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Popabee pours herself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Sylviana raises her black currant tea in a toast!
s>
Thaleles raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Popabee raises her well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Xatier removes some black demon rum from in his midnight blue greatcloak.
s>
Tiirs glances at a shot of well aged whiskey on a varnished maoral cart.
s>
Varsens raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Tiirs pours herself a cup of black currant tea.
s>
Gilleabart takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
He emits a deep, contented sigh.
s>get whis
Raindove takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
You pour yourself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Thaleles says, "Glad to toast my old mentor."
s>
Gilleabart grins at Tiirs.
s>
Tiirs raises her black currant tea in a toast!
s>raise whis
You raise your well aged whiskey in a toast!
s>
Popabee takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
Popabee looks quite relaxed.
s>
Xatier says, "ONly way to toast to Morgiest."
s>
Sylviana takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the
evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
s>
Tiirs blushes a glowing shade of red.
s>
Xatier raises his black demon rum in a toast!
s>
Sylviana chuckles.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Pardon me all, bu' me fiancee chust made me laugh."
s>
Tiirs shudders.
s>
Xatier takes a drink from his black demon rum.
Xatier's eyes glaze over slightly and his face pales.
Xatier is stunned!
s>
Tiirs says, "Gorr."
s>
Thaleles takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
Lines of worry smooth, and he visibly relaxes.
Thaleles looks rather relaxed.
s>
(Gilleabart visibly melts a little.)
s>
Tiirs takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
Thaleles nods to Xatier.
s>
Thaleles says, "Yes, that's Morgiest."
s>
Varsens pours himself a shot of well aged whiskey.
s>
Xatier grins.
s>
Tiirs grins at Thaleles.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"After 16 months o' Laird Morgiest's rule...who does deserve th'whiskey
guzzlin'..."
s>
The powerful look leaves Vilkea.
s>
Sylviana begins chuckling at Gilleabart!
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Laird Tebon were again elected tae lead Onoir..."
Tiirs takes a deep breath.
s>
Tiirs leans over and lightly breathes on a cup of black currant tea.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"An' during this second term, Laird Tebon added twa more order/guilds..."
Sylviana rubs her crystal amulet.
s>
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
s>
Tiirs takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Now we will salute Laird Tebon...an' with it, a sad bit o' news. He is
steppin' intae th' Legend's Hall...an' then will be off tae lands unknown...for
he finds tha' 'tis time t'lay down his sword an' retire."
s>
Sylviana sighs softly.
s>
Sylviana bites her lip.
s>
Popabee frets.
s>
Tiirs agrees with Sylviana.
s>
Gilleabart sings:
"For friends tha' hae come
An' those who must go
Strong leaders, strong Warriors,
The best we can know
For Tebon, I now stand salute
For those who go before, Honor an' Truth."
Gilleabart stands up.
s>
Raindove stands up.
s>
Ichiko stands up.
s>
Popabee stands up.
s>
Sylviana stands up.
s>
Tiirs stands up.
s>
Varsens stands up.
s>
Xatier stands up.
s>
Thaleles stands up.
s>
Vilkea stands up.
s>
Sylviana closes her eyes for a moment.
s>stand
You stand back up.
Roundtime: 4 sec.
R>
(Gilleabart salutes strongly.)
R>
Popabee says, "To Lord Tebon."
>
Raindove raises her well aged whiskey in a toast!
>
Popabee raises her well aged whiskey in a toast!
>
Tiirs raises her black currant tea in a toast!
>
Thaleles raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
>
Ichiko raises her iced lemonade in a toast!
>
Varsens raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
>
Raindove softly says, "Here here."
>raise whis
Xatier raises his black demon rum in a toast!
>
Popabee takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
Popabee looks quite relaxed.
>
You raise your well aged whiskey in a toast!
>
Gilleabart pours himself a shot of well aged whiskey.
>
Gilleabart raises his well aged whiskey in a toast!
>
Raindove takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
She emits a deep, contented sigh.
Raindove looks rather relaxed.
>
Tiirs says, "Ayuh."
>
Thaleles takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
Lines of worry smooth, and he visibly relaxes.
Thaleles looks rather relaxed.
>
Sylviana softly says, "To Lord Tebon."
>wtrick guzzle
You tip your head back and empty your well aged whiskey down your gullet! You
discard your vessel of drink and wipe off your mouth.
You feel your nerves loosening as you begin to relax.
>
Sylviana raises her black currant tea in a toast!
>
Xatier takes a drink from his black demon rum.
Xatier's eyes glaze over slightly and his face pales.
Xatier is stunned!
>
Sylviana slowly empties her lungs.
>
Gilleabart takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
He emits a deep, contented sigh.
Gilleabart looks rather relaxed.
>
Gilleabart sits down.
>
Thaleles sits down.
>
Sylviana takes a drink from her black currant tea.
>
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the
evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
>
Tiirs takes a drink from her black currant tea.
>
Varsens sits down.
>
Raindove sits down.
>
Popabee sits down.
>
(Gilleabart re-settles himself.)
>
Tiirs sits down near Gilleabart.
>
Sylviana sits down.
>
Ichiko sits down.
>sit
You sit down.
s>
Xatier shifts his weight.
s>
Xatier sits down.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Most recently, afore our current Laird Paladin, we had our
first Lady Paladin...th' empath Lady Matti."
s>
Raindove sighs sadly.
s>
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Lady Matti took us frae ae long time through manna strifes, an' durin' her
time as Lady Paladin, th' design an' location decision o' our future home were
decided upon."
Gilleabart recites:
"We will be havin' our fortress at th'very tip o' th'Coastal Cliffs, where
th' wind will whip our banner proudly."
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"Tae Lady Paladin Matti."
(Raindove wipes a tear from her cheek as she thinks about Matti)
s>
Raindove sits down.
s>
Gilleabart recites:
"An' now a new era starts, an era wi' our newest Laird Paladin, th' clerical
Laird Kabriel, who serves Ronan."
Gilleabart recites:
"What can we expect o' him, wha' wonders shall we see in Onoir? I canna
say."
Gilleabart recites:
"But th' age-old dream still holds true. Our age-old purpose an' goal still
holds true."
Gilleabart says, "So...who can tell me wha' Onoir stands for? NOT members,
please."
s>
Gilleabart grins.
s>
Popabee says, "Honor, and the correct way of doing things."
s>
Tiirs says, "Gorra, I'm one a them."
s>
Varsens grins.
s>
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
s>
Vilkea says, "Honor, duty, and loyalty."
s>
Tiirs giggles.
s>
Sylviana nods to Tiirs.
s>
Sylviana beams happily at Tiirs!
s>
Raindove nods to Vilkea.
s>
Raindove beams happily at Vilkea!
s>
Popabee says, "Also, trying, and failing, to get a dwarf drunk."
s>
Gilleabart exclaims, "Aye! Weel done!"
s>
Sylviana beams happily at Vilkea!
s>
Popabee takes a drink from her well aged whiskey.
Lines of worry smooth, and she visibly relaxes.
Popabee blinks her eyes a few times as though just realizing she is rather
drunk.
s>
Sylviana applauds.
s>
Raindove applauds Vilkea.
s>
Gilleabart grins at Popabee.
s>
Popabee smacks her lips.
s>
Xatier begins chuckling at Popabee!
Balantine smiles broadly
s>
Tiirs giggles at Popabee!
s>
Sylviana smiles at Popabee.
s>
Speaking to Popabee, Gilleabart says, "I am told tha' once, ae dwarven bard an'
Laird Aonghus had ae drinkin' contest..."
s>
Raindove grins.
s>
Tiirs mutters shirkon.
s>
Raindove chuckles.
s>
Raindove gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
s>
Tiirs clears her throat.
s>
Sylviana begins chuckling at Tiirs!
s>
Popabee drunkenly says, "Tavern got out drink before."
s>
* Mulelip just bit the dust!
s>
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
s>
Speaking to Popabee, Gilleabart says, "His wife were due frae their bairn at
anna time, an' th'wager th'dwarf would get were money...th' dwarf, if losing,
had t'provide ae hand-carved cradle."
s>
Speaking to Popabee, Gilleabart says, "Th'dwarven bard fell first."
s>
Gilleabart smirks at Popabee.
s>
Tiirs's jaw drops.
s>
Sylviana chuckles.
s>
Popabee hiccups softly, swaying as she does.
s>
Tiirs says, "Couldna been Shirkon then."
s>
Tiirs giggles.
Speaking to Tiirs, Gilleabart says, "Mojo."
s>
Vilkea takes a drink from her iced lemonade.
s>
Raindove grins.
s>
* Silvendar just bit the dust!
s>
Sylviana takes a drink from her black currant tea.
s>
Speaking to Tiirs, Gilleabart asks, "He were a dwarf, were he nae?"
s>
Raindove whispers, "I can't stop sneezing."
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Raindove gulps.
s>
Tiirs scratches her head.
s>
Popabee glances at a shot of well aged whiskey on a varnished maoral cart.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Could be mistaken there, Laird Aonghus's writin' were ae wee
bit blurry on tha' eve's notes."
s>
* Maerc just bit the dust!
s>
Gilleabart says, "Canna imagine why."
s>
Tiirs says, "I juss came here a year past Myhidr."
s>
Gilleabart flashes a wide grin.
s>
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Sylviana.
s>
Sylviana chuckles.
s>
* Finoulk just bit the dust!
s>
Popabee drunkenly says, "Drink."
s>
* Iadn just bit the dust!
s>
Gilleabart asks, "Now...time frae ye all t'babble. Anna questions aboon us, our
former leaders, our current folk...annathing?"
s>
Varsens asks, "So the sign I saw on the cliffs is for your fortress?"
s>
Popabee scratches her head.
s>
Gilleabart nods to Varsens.
s>
Thaleles nods.
s>
Sylviana nods to Varsens.
s>
Varsens says, "Impressive. Nice piece of real estate."
s>
Raindove stands up.
s>
Popabee asks, "Is this a house, or a clan?"
s>
Sylviana agrees with Varsens.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Thank ye. I can honestly state...I suggested th'spot."
s>
Sylviana says, "A most lovely spot."
s>
Varsens grins at Gilleabart.
s>
Raindove softly exclaims, "How about a hand for our Lord Gilleabrt!"
s>
Speaking to Popabee, Gilleabart says, "We aire an organization."
s>
Raindove applauds Gilleabart.
s>
Sylviana beams happily at Gilleabart!
s>
Gilleabart blushes a deep carmine shade at Raindove.
s>
Sylviana applauds Gilleabart.
s>
Popabee applauds Gilleabart.
s>
Tiirs turns to Gilleabart and cheers!
You turn to Gilleabart and cheer!
s>
Gilleabart says, "I belong tae Phoenix as weel, frae example."
s>
Tiirs hugs Raindove, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
s>
Raindove tickles Tiirs as they grin at each other.
s>
Raindove gives Tiirs a friendly hug.
s>
Tiirs giggles.
s>
Sylviana ponders.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Now...an' anna o' ye aire interested in us...we're more than
happy t'answer yer questions. Le' me introduce us..."
s>
Varsens asks, "So membership doesn't restrict in other guilds necessarily?"
s>
Gilleabart says, "I be Laird Gilleabart MacGreghor..."
s>
Raindove looks over at Varsens and shakes her head.
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Popabee asks, "I have been considering the Black Wolves...may I belong to both
organizations?"
s>
Gilleabart says, "An' his lovely fiancee, Lady Raindove..."
R>
Varsens waves to you.
R>
Gilleabart points at Raindove.
R>wave
You wave.
>smile
Raindove blushes a light pink shade at Gilleabart.
>
You smile.
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Tiirs turns to you and cheers!
>
Varsens waves to Raindove.
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Raindove waves.
>
Tiirs turns to Raindove and cheers!
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Raindove sits down.
>
Gilleabart says, "Me fiancee, who be th'shiniest star within'
th'firmament...th'Lady Tiirs..."
>sit
You sit down.
s>
Gilleabart points at Tiirs.
s>
Tiirs blinks.
s>
Varsens waves to Raindove.
s>
Tiirs ducks her head.
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Raindove smiles at Varsens.
s>
Tiirs quietly says, "Gorr."
s>
Sylviana smiles at Tiirs.
s>
Tiirs waves.
s>
Vilkea nods to Sylviana.
s>
Varsens coughs.
s>
Tiirs grins sheepishly.
s>
Gilleabart says, "An' Laird Thaleles, who hae been leader o' th' Guild o'
th'Quill within Onoir frae th'langest time imaginable."
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>
Gilleabart points at Thaleles.
s>
* Tazzah just bit the dust!
s>
Varsens nods to Thaleles.
s>
Tiirs agrees with Gilleabart.
s>
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
s>
Raindove smiles at Thaleles.
s>
Thaleles says, "Only five years."
s>
Tiirs applauds Thaleles.
s>
Sylviana agrees with Gilleabart.
s>
Sylviana applauds Thaleles.
s>
Gilleabart says, "An' Laird Xatier, who be here t'keep us on our
toes...th'finger WIGGLER."
s>
Gilleabart points at Xatier.
s>
Sylviana chuckles.
s>
Tiirs applauds Xatier.
s>
Gilleabart flashes a wide grin.
s>
Gilleabart winks at Xatier.
s>
Xatier glances at Gilleabart.
s>
Varsens waves to Xatier.
s>
Popabee waggles her fingers mystically at Xatier. How nice.
s>
Xatier says, "Evening all."
s>
* Regyy just bit the dust!
s>
Gilleabart exclaims, "OCH!"
s>
Bweler just arrived.
s>
Speaking softly to Xatier, Raindove says, "Evening."
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Bweler just went out.
s>
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
s>
Xatier smiles at Raindove.
s>
Gilleabart says, "An' th' sweetest, most beautiful NON-Fiancee we hae
here..Sylviana..."
s>
Gilleabart smiles at Sylviana.
s>
Tiirs giggles.
Sylviana blushes a bright light pink to the tips of her ears.
s>
Varsens applauds Sylviana.
s>
Raindove grins at Sylviana.
s>
You cackle at Gilleabart.
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Tiirs turns to Sylviana and cheers!
s>
Gilleabart says, "So beautiful tha' I fear I couldna see her frae ae moment,
frae her beauty blinded me."
s>
The shimmering multicolored sphere fades from around Xatier.
s>
Gilleabart flashes a wide grin.
s>
Gilleabart ducks his head.
s>
Sylviana sighs softly.
s>
Sylviana says, "I was a fiance..."
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Speaking to Sylviana, Gilleabart says, "In time..."
s>
Sylviana glances at something in a soft black silver-threaded cloak.
s>
Gilleabart smiles at Sylviana.
s>
* Naijul just bit the dust!
s>
Tiirs cocks her head at Sylviana.
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Speaking to Gilleabart, Sylviana says, "Indeed, I have hope he may return one
day."
s>
Gilleabart says, "Fair heads-up. I hae ae door prize, bu' I'm nae ganna do aught
with it until ye guests ask us questions."
s>
Tiirs smiles.
s>
Tiirs smiles.
s>
Gilleabart nods to Sylviana.
s>
Raindove smiles at Gilleabart.
s>
Speaking to Sylviana, Gilleabart says, "I'll pray tae Ronan on yer behalf for
tha'."
s>
Popabee drunkenly asks, "Been considering black I may?"
s>
Sylviana beams happily at Gilleabart!
s>
Raindove softly asks, "Any questions about meetings?"
s>
That isn't a valid option.
s>
Popabee asks, "I have been considering the Black Wolves...may I belong to both
organizations?"
s>
Gilleabart nods to Popabee.
s>
Tiirs nods to Popabee.
s>
Raindove nods.
s>
Popabee says, "All right."
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
s>
Thaleles says, "You may, but I doubt our Elven membership would be happy about
that."
s>
Gilleabart asks, "All right. Which one o' us is ganna gies me throat ae wee
break an' explain tae th' guests how our membership structure works, frae me,
please?"
s>
You raise your hand.
s>
Raindove nods.
s>
Gilleabart points at you.
s>
Raindove smiles at you.
s>
Gilleabart exclaims, "Ye get to!"
s>
You quietly say, "I just wanted to clarify first one point folks may be
wondering about...that is the term Paladin as concerning our House."
s>
Vilkea smiles sulv
s>
Tiirs nods to Varsens.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>
Vilkea smiles at Sylviana.
s>
Speaking in Elven, Tiirs asks something you don't understand.
s>
Venture just arrived, striding along purposefully.
s>
Varsens looks over at Tiirs and shakes his head.
s>
Sylviana nods to Venture in greeting.
s>
Raindove smiles at Venture.
s>
Sylviana turns an inquisitive ear towards you.
s>recite When House Onoir was founded, there was nae Paladin profession distinct
from clerics and warriors
You recite quietly:
"When House Onoir was founded, there was nae Paladin profession distinct
from clerics and warriors"
s>
Venture pours himself a glass of iced lemonade.
s>
Speaking softly to Venture, Raindove says, "Help yourself to some refreshments."
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
s>
Sylviana rubs her crystal amulet.
Sylviana gets an odd look on her face.
s>
Riril just arrived.
s>
Venture grins at Raindove.
s>
Popabee says, "The whiskey is very good."
s>
Venture blushes a pleasant shade of deep rose.
s>
Riril just went out.
s>
Popabee hiccups!
s>
Xatier moves to a kneeling position.
s>
Sylviana chuckles.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Popabee.
s>
Speaking in Elven, Tiirs says something you don't understand.
s>recite In the tradition of our House, any profession can attain the title of
leader of House Onoir
You recite quietly:
"In the tradition of our House, any profession can attain the title of
leader of House Onoir"
s>
Venture grins at Raindove.
s>
Xatier appears somehow different.
s>
Speaking in Elven, Tiirs says something you don't understand.
s>
Speaking in Elven, Thaleles says something you don't understand.
s>
Thaleles nods to Tiirs.
s>
Gilleabart blinks at Tiirs.
s>
Venture takes a drink from his iced lemonade.
s>
Raindove meditates over Venture.
Raindove takes Venture's abdomen damage.
s>
Raindove meditates over Venture.
Raindove takes all of Venture's blood loss.
s>
Raindove winks at Venture.
s>
Tiirs clears her throat.
s>
Speaking in Elven, Varsens says something you don't understand.
s>
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
s>
Venture takes a drink from his iced lemonade.
s>
Venture smiles at Raindove.
s>
Venture hugs Raindove, who wraps him in a warm embrace.
s>
Venture smiles at Raindove.
s>
Venture takes a drink from his iced lemonade.
s>recite the Term Paladin applies in our House to a person of Honor regardless
of profession
Speaking softly to Venture, Raindove says, "Cant have it spilling out of yas."
s>
You recite quietly:
"The Term Paladin applies in our House to a person of Honor regardless of
profession"
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Venture takes a drink from his iced lemonade.
s>
Raindove hugs Venture.
s>
Speaking in Giantman to Tiirs, Gilleabart says something you don't understand.
s>
Gilleabart flashes a wide grin.
s>
Vilkea smiles at Sylviana.
s>
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>
Tiirs raises her hand.
s>
Venture takes a drink from his iced lemonade.
s>
Tiirs winks at Gilleabart.
s>
Venture helps himself to a grilled lamb chop.
s>
Venture takes a bite of his grilled lamb chop.
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Raindove just closed an appliqued watered-silk greatcloak.
s>
Varsens takes a drink from his well aged whiskey.
Varsens looks rather relaxed.
s>
Gilleabart helps himself to a mint and dark chocolate bar.
s>
Gilleabart licks his dark chocolate bar.
s>'Just a clarification so folks are nae confused by title Lord or Lady Paladin
Raindove takes a bite of her berry-topped croissant.
s>
You quietly say, "Just a clarification so folks are nae confused by title Lord
or Lady Paladin."
s>
Venture takes a bite of his grilled lamb chop.
s>
Raindove takes a bite of her berry-topped croissant.
s>
Sylviana blushes a nice shade of light pink.
s>
Venture sticks out his tongue.
s>
Raindove nods to you.
s>
Gilleabart nods.
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Venture sticks out his tongue.
s>
Popabee nods to you.
s>
Venture takes a bite of his grilled lamb chop.
s>
Raindove gives you a lingering kiss on the cheek.
s>
Popabee takes a bite of her grilled lamb chop.
s>
Venture takes a bite of his grilled lamb chop.
s>
Speaking softly to you, Raindove says, "Good thinking. I know it confused me at
first."
s>
Speaking to Tiirs, Gilleabart asks, "Ye had sommat t'say, muh-heh-drrr?"
s>
Venture takes a bite of his grilled lamb chop.
s>
Tiirs nods to Gilleabart.
s>
Raindove whispers, "Napping a sec."
s>
Tiirs asks, "I was explaining to those elven among us, that the black wolf clan
of today don't necessarily have a problem with the fair folk, and suggested that
praps some older members could arrange a teaching tour to the wolves den?"
s>
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
s>
Venture takes a bite of his grilled lamb chop.
s>
Sylviana ponders.
s>
Venture takes a bite of his grilled lamb chop.
s>
Tiirs says, "It may help to clear up misunderstandings, regardless, it would be
a good trip."
s>
Sylviana shifts her weight.
s>
Sylviana nods to Vilkea.
s>
Gilleabart nods.
s>
Popabee looks at Tiirs and slowly shakes her head.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Guid idea."
s>
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
s>
Thaleles says, "I think the Elven population will always have something of a
problem with them, so it may be a bad idea. It's also not the subject of the
night."
s>
Popabee nods her head enthusiastically at Tiirs, then stumbles around a bit to
keep her balance.
s>
That isn't a valid option.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Annahow..."
s>
Whisker just arrived.
s>
Tiirs shrugs.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Aye, ye can be ae member o' both...bu' keep prejudices out o'
Onoir, because...weell...obvious reasons."
s>
A faint silvery glow fades from around Venture.
s>
Varsens frowns.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Now, when someone becomes a member o' Onoir, they come in as
ae Squire, sponsored by one o' our full members."
s>
Whisker just went out.
s>
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
s>
Venture bows to Raindove.
s>
Venture waves.
s>
Gilleabart says, "This dinna mean yer buffin' armor, tho'."
s>
Venture strides away moving out.
s>
Varsens grins.
s>
Gilleabart says, "This dinna mean yer buffin' armor, tho'."
s>
Venture strides away moving out.
s>
Varsens grins.
You quietly say, "We do enough of that at the guild."
s>
Popabee says, "I think that's reserved for Warrior Guild members."
s>
Varsens asks, "What are a squire's responsibilities?"
s>
Popabee drunkenly says, "My me."
s>
Popabee says, "Or so my cousin tells me."
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
Gilleabart says, "Th' only muscles, frae example, tha' I rilly had m'lady Tiirs
workin' as ME squire...were her fingers an' her brains. She did ae lot o'
research an' writing."
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Sylviana blushes a nice shade of light pink.
s>
Sylviana shifts her weight.
s>
Tiirs nods.
s>
Tiirs nods.
s>
Tiirs nods.
s>
Gilleabart says, "It depends on th'squire, th' mentor, an' th'group the squire
fits in."
s>
Tiirs says, "Gorr he did."
s>
* Telsas just bit the dust!
s>
Thaleles says, "For example, Quill members will often have to do a research or
writing assignment."
s>
Varsens asks, "And for those who possess a more martial interest?"
s>
Varsens grins.
s>
Gilleabart says, "I were made t'learn various fightin' styles."
s>
Gilleabart smiles at Varsens.
s>
Malorye just left.
s>
Tiirs blinks.
s>
Tiirs blinks.
s>
Varsens nods.
s>
Tiirs stands up.
s>
Raindove leans softly against you.
s>
Tiirs says, "Scuse me, by yer leave."
s>
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
s>
Sylviana ponders.
s>
Tiirs curtsies.
s>
Tiirs blushes a glowing shade of red.
s>
Lady Tiirs just went out.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Ones tha' pulled me ae wee bit frae bein' straight paladin-
like trainin'. I learned t'use ae twa-hander for it."
s>
Gilleabart says, "Ones tha' pulled me ae wee bit frae bein' straight paladin-
like trainin'. I learned t'use ae twa-hander for it."
s>
Varsens asks, "Bullied eh?"
s>
Gilleabart says, "We have meetings twa times ae month, on th'15th an' th' 30th,
by th' way."
s>
Varsens grins at Gilleabart.
s>
Gilleabart grins at Varsens.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Laird Morgiest were me Mentor."
s>
Gilleabart says, "Tha' should say it all."
s>
Sylviana begins chuckling at Gilleabart!
s>grin gille
* Kraytorh just bit the dust!
s>
You grin at Gilleabart.
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Gilleabart grins at you.
s>
Thaleles says, "I think I remember him having me cater meetings, when he was my
mentor."
s>
Popabee takes a bite of her grilled lamb chop.
s>'He make ye wrestle that polar bear cub mush?
You quietly ask, "He make ye wrestle that polar bear cub mush?"
s>'er...much?
You quietly ask, "Er...much?"
s>
Varsens asks, "How does the House feel about... less obvious means of combat?"
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Thaleles asks, "Such as?"
s>
Speaking to you, Gilleabart says, "He had me go t'ae bigger thing t'wrestle it.
After I got killed three times tryin', he realized...I dinna hae th'same kinds
o' skills ae Warrior does...or th'same protections."
s>
Varsens grins.
s>
Popabee appears to have sobered up.
s>
Raindove hugs Popabee.
s>
Speaking to Varsens, Gilleabart says, "I've kent Onoir rogues t' attack from
hiding, an' tha' be yer question."
s>
Vilkea smiles at Sylviana.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>
* Mikoguchi just bit the dust!
s>
Speaking to Varsens, Gilleabart says, "We dinna approve o' stealing, however."
s>
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long
forgotten to the surface of your mind.
s>
Popabee hugs Raindove, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
s>
Gilleabart says, "BUT..."
s>
Varsens says, "I have a tendency to sneak up on hobgoblins."
s>
Raindove grins at Varsens.
s>
Gilleabart nods.
s>
Vilkea bows respectfully before Sylviana, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground.
s>
Sylviana blushes a nice shade of light pink.
s>
Sylviana bows to Vilkea.
s>
Gilleabart says, "'tis fine. Rangers an' Rogues alike use tha' method. 'tis
naught wrong wi' handlin' combat wi' th'beasties in ways ye aire best suited."
s>
Popabee removes a crystal amulet from in her spidersilk cloak.
s>
Popabee offers Raindove a crystal amulet.
s>
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the
evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
s>
Thaleles says, "I think, as long as you're not doing that to peaceful citizens
of any cities and towns, it's acceptable."
s>
Raindove smiles at Popabee.
s>
Gilleabart says, "T'tell ye ye canna attack frae th'shadows is like tellin'
Xatier he canna wiggle his fingers at ae beastie."
s>
Raindove softly says, "Ok ONE more."
s>
Raindove hugs Popabee.
s>
Raindove accepts Popabee's crystal amulet.
s>
Raindove softly says, "Thank ye."
s>
Raindove just opened an appliqued watered-silk greatcloak.
s>
Raindove put a crystal amulet in her watered-silk greatcloak.
s>
Raindove just closed an appliqued watered-silk greatcloak.
s>
* Gracy just bit the dust!
s>
Xatier grins at Gilleabart.
s>
Gilleabart grins at Xatier.
s>
Xatier waggles his fingers mystically at Gilleabart. How nice.
s>
Speaking to Xatier, Gilleabart says, "Eek."
s>
Gilleabart grins.
s>
Raindove nods to Popabee.
s>
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
s>
Varsens says, "I'm not particularly prone to random acts of violence. Against
members of respected races anyway."
s>
Gilleabart nods.
s>
Xatier takes a drink from his black currant tea.
s>
Gilleabart says, "Aye, I got tha' feelin' frae ye this mornin', when we met."
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>
Vilkea smiles.
s>
Varsens nods.
s>
Gilleabart asks, "I'm curious...guests...which o' ye aire considering joinin'
Onoir?"
s>
Popabee raises her hand.
s>
Gilleabart leans forward.
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Gilleabart grins.
s>
Vilkea glances at Gilleabart.
s>
Varsens raises his hand.
s>
Thaleles says, "Before answering, you also are not required to talk like Gill."
s>
Vilkea raises her hand.
s>
Popabee says, "Well, if you continue to serve that whiskey, definitely."
s>
Sylviana begins chuckling at Thaleles!
s>
Varsens laughs at Thaleles!
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>chuckle thaleles
You chuckle at Thaleles.
s>
Speaking to you, Gilleabart asks, "D'ye think there would be objection t'us
choosin' squires an' gettin' those interested in t'night?"
s>
Speaking to Varsens, Gilleabart says, "I be ae harsh taskmaster, but I think I
could hae fun wi' ye."
s>
Gilleabart flashes a wide grin.
s>
Gilleabart exclaims, "Grand!"
s>
Speaking to Raindove, Xatier says, "Just saying a small prayer, he gonna need
it."
s>'He is nae half as harsh as Morgiest was
You quietly say, "He is nae half as harsh as Morgiest was."
s>grin
You grin.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>
Gilleabart asks, "Annaone want t'claim anna o' th' others?"
s>
Raindove grins.
s>
Gilleabart grins at Xatier.
s>
Gilleabart nods to Xatier.
s>
Raindove raises her hand.
s>
Sylviana begins chuckling at Xatier!
s>
Thaleles nods to you.
s>'Or Lady Aysia for that matter
You quietly say, "Or Lady Aysia for that matter."
s>
Speaking to you, Gilleabart says, "Tha' be nae wha' Tiirs would say."
s>
Speaking softly to Gilleabart, Raindove says, "Ifn ye deem me ready, I would
love to take on a squire."
s>
Xatier smirks at you!
s>
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long
forgotten to the surface of your mind.
s>
Speaking to Raindove, Gilleabart exclaims, "O'course yer ready...bu' ask
Balantine...he be th'officer!"
s>
Gilleabart laughs!
s>
Sylviana chuckles.
s>
Raindove smiles at you.
s>
Thaleles says, "I find myself without a squire, at the present."
s>
Popabee says, "I'd like Raindove, please."
s>
* Turem just bit the dust!
s>
Gilleabart grins at Raindove.
s>'Ye are amazing Lord Gilleabart, ye have em signin up and ye nae even told em
about the meeting doorprizes
Raindove smiles at Popabee.
s>
You quietly say, "Ye are amazing Lord Gilleabart, ye have em signin up and ye
nae even told em about the meeting doorprizes."
s>
Thaleles asks, "How did I know that?"
s>
* Nektarius just bit the dust!
s>
Speaking softly to Popabee, Raindove says, "Would be my honor."
s>
Raindove smiles at Thaleles.
s>
Sylviana starts chuckling at you!
s>
Sylviana agrees with you.
s>
Popabee turns towards Raindove and renders a sharp salute with her iced
lemonade.
s>
* Diynasta just bit the dust!
s>
Raindove smiles at Popabee.
s>
Speaking to Vilkea, Thaleles says, "You won second prize."
s>
Popabee says, "Any time you need mana, or an errand girl, let me know."
s>
Vilkea glances at Thaleles.
s>
Popabee hugs Raindove, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
s>
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
s>
Speaking to Thaleles, Gilleabart says, "She still be considerin', nae quite
ready."
s>
Gilleabart smiles.
s>
Raindove beams happily at Popabee!
s>'Try the lemonade, Lord Shirkon hates it so it must be good
You quietly say, "Try the lemonade, Lord Shirkon hates it so it must be good."
s>
* Juren just bit the dust!
s>grin balantine
You try hard not to grin.
s>
Gilleabart grins at you.
s>
Sylviana chuckles.
s>
Speaking to you, Gilleabart asks, "Tha' be why ye chose it?"
s>
Speaking to Thaleles, Vilkea says, "At the moment, I am still considering the
options of joining. I would not have a good conscience if I chose to take
anything from strangers simply for knowing an answer, but I thank you for the
offer."
s>
Gilleabart raises an eyebrow in your direction.
s>
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Vilkea.
s>
Gilleabart gobbles down his dark chocolate bar in one enormous bite.
s>
Gilleabart removes a well-made haon-hilted vultite longsword from in his weapon
harness.
s>
Vilkea bows respectfully before Thaleles, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground.
s>
Gilleabart taps a well-made haon-hilted vultite longsword, which is in his right
hand.
s>
Ichiko takes a drink from her iced lemonade.
s>
Speaking to Vilkea, Sylviana says, "I attended a few meetings before I made my
decision."
s>
Speaking to Vilkea, Sylviana says, "Once made, however, I have never had a
second though."
s>
Gilleabart asks, "I think 'tis time t' offer th'prize o' th'night?"
s>
Vilkea smiles at Sylviana.
s>
Ichiko says, "It could be a little sweeter, but I'll manage."
s>
Thaleles says, "I think you may have missed my joke."
s>
* Juren just bit the dust!
s>
Gilleabart raises an eyebrow.
s>
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long
forgotten to the surface of your mind.
s>
* Taar just bit the dust!
s>
Popabee says, "I've known Raindove for a while, and I know of Balantine, they
are both very good people."
s>
Speaking to Thaleles, Vilkea says, "It is a common occurence among strangers."
s>
Popabee says, "Otherwise I wouldn't have offered to be a squire right off."
s>
Remmic just arrived.
s>
Raindove hugs Popabee, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
s>
Remmic ponders.
s>
Raindove smiles.
s>
Sylviana smiles at Popabee.
s>
Sylviana nods to Remmic in greeting.
s>
Raindove smiles at Remmic.

s>
Speaking softly to Remmic, Raindove says, "Welcome."
s>
Popabee hugs Raindove, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
s>
Remmic waves to Sylviana.
s>
Popabee smiles at Sylviana.
s>
Remmic says, "Good evening."
s>
Remmic leans leisurely on his white faewood runestaff, a thoughtful expression
upon his face.
s>
Speaking to Remmic, Sylviana says, "Greetings Milord."
s>
Raindove points at a varnished maoral cart.
s>
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring
dance.
s>
Remmic asks, "Goodies?"
s>
Xatier takes a drink from his black currant tea.
s>
Raindove nods to Remmic.
s>