| Ingarath looks up and smiles at Stardancer, then returning to his scratching. |
| Stardancer greets Taranthiel warmly. |
| Taranthiel greets Stardancer warmly. |
| Stardancer bows before Taranthiel. |
| Taranthiel bows before Stardancer. |
| [Stardancer] says: Rogues are not allowed. |
| [Stardancer] says: haha |
| [Taranthiel] says: Mmhm. |
| Taranthiel chuckles at Stardancer. |
| Stardancer points at Taranthiel. |
| You greet Taranthiel warmly. |
| Stardancer lets Taranthiel know that she was just kidding! |
| [Ingarath] says: Welcome. |
| Taranthiel greets you warmly. |
| [Taranthiel] says: Elune'adore. |
| [Ingarath] says: Ishnu dal dieb. |
| [Stardancer] says: Indeed, welcome....oh keeper of putting me in my place. |
| Taranthiel laughs at Stardancer. |
| [Taranthiel] says: I'm early for once! |
| Coober gazes eagerly at Lomion. |
| [Coober] says: Hello |
| Stardancer greets Coober warmly. |
| Coober waves at Stardancer. |
| Taranthiel gently pats Rabbit. |
| Thelenorith smiles. |
| Coober claps excitedly for Rabbit. |
| Coober points at Rabbit. |
| Taranthiel welcomes Eyana. |
| Stardancer welcomes Eyana. |
| Stardancer greets Thelenorith warmly. |
| Ingarath looks up from his writings. |
| [Ingarath] says: Greetings, all. |
| [Eyana] says: Hail |
| Coober waves at you. |
| [Taranthiel] says: Elune'adore, human. |
| Stardancer greets Cainon warmly. |
| Cainon bows down graciously. |
| Eyana greets Cainon warmly. |
| Cainon waves at Eyana. |
| Cainon waves at Thelenorith. |
| Thelenorith hugs Summoned Skeleton. |
| Eyana gently pats Summoned Skeleton. |
| Ingarath continues working, scratching away at his book. |
| [Taranthiel] says: Hm.. hope I'm not interrupting you, but what is it you are writing so intently, friend? |
| Eyana sighs at Summoned Skeleton. |
| Ingarath looks up to eye Taranthiel. |
| [Ingarath] says: Oh... |
| Stardancer pets Silver behind the ears. |
| [Ingarath] says: I am trying to finish the story of my recent travels...of how I have spent the last two months wandering. |
| Coober is very happy with Dark Whelpling! |
| [Ingarath] says: It is more a story about me, I suppose, than my travels themselves. |
| [Taranthiel] says: Oh.. that sounds rather interesting. |
| Ingarath smiles. |
| [Ingarath] says: I hope it will be. |
| [Taranthiel] says: Perhaps I could peruse it when you have finished? |
| [Ingarath] says: Certainly. |
| [Coober] says: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare him. |
| [Taranthiel] says: Ah, thank you! I've been needing a good read recently! |
| [Ingarath] says: If I complete it soon, I will read it tonight. |
| Eyana smiles. |
| [Taranthiel] says: Well, make sure to find me! I am called Taranthiel. |
| Taranthiel bows before you. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| [Ingarath] says: I am Ingarath. It is a pleasure to meet you, Taranthiel. |
| [Taranthiel] says: Truly. But I'll let you get back to your work now, Ingarath. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you. |
| Ingarath returns to his scribbling. |
| Coober giggles at Rabbit. |
| Coober boggles at Rabbit. |
| Eyana quietly snickers to herself. |
| [Coober] says: Did you SEE that? |
| Coober points at Rabbit. |
| Coober claps excitedly for Rabbit. |
| [Eyana] says: So what brings everyone to Lakeshire? |
| Coober kneels before Rabbit. |
| Coober blushes. |
| [Seegol] says: hello |
| [Eyana] says: Hail, Seegol |
| Cainon bows before Seegol. |
| [Seegol] says: am i interrupting something |
| Taranthiel welcomes Alerac. |
| Eyana ponders the situation. |
| [Alerac] says: Evenin, folks. Ingarath, man, where have you been? |
| [Ingarath] says: Well, Alerac...that's a bit of a story. |
| Stardancer looks around casually. |
| [Alerac] says: Ah, and which night is this again? |
| Alerac grins at you wickedly. |
| [Seegol] says: ok |
| Ingarath holds up a notebook. |
| [Ingarath] says: I'm trying to finish it, I really am. |
| [Alerac] says: Ah, Right. Carry on, then, man. |
| [Alerac] says: Sorry. |
| [Cainon] says: Is the fishing any kind of decent here? |
| [Eyana] says: I have no idea about fishing. |
| [Seegol] says: how are everyones travels |
| Ingarath looks around. |
| [Ingarath] says: ((We'll start around 8:30, that's generally when people actually start showing up. :P)) |
| Ingarath returns to his book. |
| [Eyana] says: I come from Silithus. No pleasant walk in the park, I assure you. |
| Stardancer greets Wren warmly. |
| Taranthiel gently pats Hawk Owl. |
| Stardancer greets Seran warmly. |
| Wren greets everyone warmly. |
| Coober smiles at Rabbit. |
| Seegol feeds hawk owl |
| [Seran] says: Taran, friend! |
| [Seran] says: Elune'adore to you |
| [Taranthiel] says: Elune'adore, friends. |
| [Seran] says: Ah! And Elune'adore to you, m'lady Wren |
| [Seegol] says: thank ye |
| Wren smiles at Seran. |
| Taranthiel waves at Sabrae. |
| You wave at Wren. |
| Sabrae smiles at Taranthiel. |
| [Wren] says: Good to see you again Seran |
| Eyana grins wickedly. |
| Wren waves at you. |
| [Seran] says: Didn't think I'd see you again so soon from yesterday |
| Seegol looks around |
| [Wren] says: Nor did I! |
| Thelenorith stretches. |
| Seegol yawns sleepily. |
| [Seran] says: Are you going to tell a story today, perhaps? |
| [Wren] says: Not tonite, I'll just be an eager listener |
| Seran nods. |
| [Seran] says: Ah ok, well that's always needed, too |
| Eyana points at Thelenorith. |
| [Eyana] says: Let's play! |
| Ingarath looks up from his writing and notices Meris. |
| Mantsee waves at Eyana. |
| [Ingarath] says: Ah, hello Meris. |
| Eyana greets Mantsee warmly. |
| [Mantsee] says: hello friend eyana |
| Meris half waves to Ingarath. |
| [Eyana] says: Hi, Mantsee! |
| Wren greets Meris warmly. |
| [Meris] says: Hello again, everyone.. |
| Stardancer greets Meris warmly. |
| Ingarath watches Alerac fight with the goretusk. "Good to see some things never change..." |
| Wren thanks Alerac. |
| Seegol tells a joke. |
| Seegol tells a joke. |
| Stardancer greets Mantsee warmly. |
| Thelenorith giggles at Eyana. |
| [Meris] says: Ingarath ... glad to see you're back. |
| [Seran] says: So... do these always start a bit slow? |
| Seegol looks around |
| [Alerac] says: Always, man. Always. |
| [Wren] says: Generally yes |
| [Ingarath] says: I'm glad to be back, Meris. |
| [Meris] says: Things got a little ... loose last time. |
| [Seran] says: Ah ha |
| [Ingarath] says: To answer your question about being slow... |
| [Alerac] says: Aint gonna happen again. |
| [Ingarath] says: Generally people arrive in clumps. |
| Stardancer glances around and smiles warmly. |
| [Meris] says: Why, do we have permission to cut short someone who rambles? |
| [Ingarath] says: So we wait until there's a decently sized group, and then proceed. |
| [Seegol] says: well i must be getting on my way |
| Thelenorith waves at Seegol. |
| In quiet contemplation, Eyana mourns the death of Summoned Skeleton. |
| Thelenorith cries. |
| Seegol waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| Seran hums absently |
| [Meris] says: Hello again Wren... |
| Wren looks over at Meris and smiles |
| [Wren] says: Good evening Meris, good to see you again |
| [Mantsee] says: How do you have a skeleton to protect you Eyana? You are a mage not a warlock |
| [Meris] says: Eh, I never know what to say in a big crowd! |
| [Alerac] says: This is big? |
| [Eyana] says: I have found a book of the dead and have learned how to summon a skeleton for a short time. |
| Mantsee gently pats Great Goretusk. |
| [Meris] says: No, I guess not, but when I'm the only one talking... |
| [Seran] says: Oh! Elune'adore Firiel |
| [Mantsee] says: interesting, where ever did you get such a thing? |
| Ingarath looks up from his writings. |
| [Firiel] says: Elune'adore, Seran. |
| [Ingarath] says: We'll get started in a few minutes, we're waiting for a few more people to arrive. |
| [Eyana] says: It was among the demon Balnazaar's possessions. |
| [Seran] says: You are just in time... to wait. |
| [Alerac] says: Right! |
| [Mantsee] says: i see . . |
| Firiel smirks slyly at Seran. |
| [Meris] says: Well , we drove another one off. |
| [Seran] says: How have you been, by the way? It's been awhile since I've seen you. You're ok, I hope? |
| [Meris] says: Devi showing tonite, Wren? |
| [Firiel] says: I've been around, Ser. You? |
| [Wren] says: I'm not sure to tell the truth |
| [Wren] says: I think so |
| [Eyana] says: ack. |
| [Mantsee] says: dont like spiders? |
| Eyana shivers beside Smolderweb Hatchling. Chilling! |
| [Eyana] says: Not at all. |
| Meris looks over to Dahla and flashes a smile. |
| [Seran] says: Eh, I've been around, too, I suppose. Taking care of some matters that I thought needed attending |
| [Mantsee] says: there |
| Eyana smirks slyly at Sprite Darter Hatchling. |
| [Niane] says: Hello Meris |
| Meris nods to Niane. |
| [Firiel] says: Are Nothus and Sari still...? |
| [Seran] says: Together? |
| [Seran] says: I think so. Why do you ask? Have you seen him doing fishy things? |
| Ingarath looks up from his writings. |
| [Firiel] says: Well, tomorrow was the day, I haven't heard anything... |
| Dahla glances up at Ingarath on the log, then Alerac above him on the ride and winces... hopefully Alerac can't find too many rocks to lob up there. |
| Lomion waves at Niane. |
| [Ingarath] says: Ah, hello there Dahla. |
| [Seran] says: It was tomorrow?! I didn't know that, hrm.. |
| [Alerac] says: Yoink. Lost your steat. |
| You make a rude gesture at Alerac. |
| Eyana whistles innocently. |
| Niane waves at Lomion. |
| [Seran] says: I'm not so sure, to be honest. |
| Taranthiel laughs at you. |
| [Meris] says: Feel free to push him off, Ing. |
| Dahla smiles warmly at Ingarath. "Good evening, Ingarath. Looks to be a peaceful night." |
| [Ingarath] says: Eh, I have better things to do than to touch Alerac. |
| You laugh at Meris. |
| [Alerac] says: Hah! |
| [Eyana] says: Hail, Geril |
| [Alerac] says: Then do em, man, and don't keep us waitin. |
| [Geril] says: Hello, friends. |
| [Seran] says: I'll see if I can ask him later, maybe it was postponed? |
| Seran shrugs. Who knows? |
| [Ingarath] says: Well, now that we all seem to be here, perhaps we should get started. |
| Firiel nods at Seran. |
| [Ingarath] says: There are many new faces here...but that is perhaps due to my absence, which I hope to begin to explain with a story...albeit a bit later, as I am not quite done. |
| Stardancer listens intently to you. |
| Seran nods at you. |
| [Meris] says: You truly have the time to write *while* listening to others? |
| [Ingarath] says: For those of you who are not familiar with me or why you are ... |
| Ingarath looks to Meris. |
| [Alerac] says: With the time it takes most of these stories, Meris? |
| [Ingarath] says: It's an acquired talent. |
| Seran gives Taran a funny look |
| [Ingarath] says: Anyways, I am Ingarath Melforgan, and welcome to you. |
| Taranthiel glances at Seran, "Yes?" |
| [Mantsee] says: thank you Ingarath |
| [Ingarath] says: You are at a gathering of friends we like to label as a "story night". |
| Eyana smiles. |
| Seran speaks in a hushed voice, "Where did Sabrae go?" |
| [Alerac] says: Some of us like to label it "Nap Time." |
| Taranthiel leans over, whispering to Seran. |
| Mantsee giggles. |
| [Ingarath] says: Alerac... |
| Seran grins wickedly at Alerac. |
| Alerac grins at you wickedly. |
| [Ingarath] says: I swear to Elune, I will make you eat a peach. |
| [Alerac] says: Hell man, I don't get your strange peach fetish. |
| [Eyana] says: A peach? |
| [Meris] says: Where do those peaches come from anyway? |
| [Ingarath] says: There are many things you don't understand. |
| Ingarath sighs. |
| [Ingarath] says: Meris, we've been over this. Heaven. |
| [Alerac] says: Yeah. One of which being why you get turned on by a citrus fruit. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thus the name. Heaven Peaches. |
| [Eyana] says: Mantsee are you making muffins? |
| [Mantsee] says: i am |
| Ingarath eyes Alerac. |
| Mantsee smiles. |
| Seran 's ears perk up at the mention of muffins |
| [Ingarath] says: I'm not going to take my time to explain the beauty of nature to a warlock. |
| [Mantsee] says: sweet rolls anyway |
| [Meris] says: And one of these days, I'll ask how the farming is there. |
| You smirk slyly at Alerac. |
| [Alerac] says: Hell man, I like nature to, I just don't like peaches. |
| [Ingarath] says: Mmm. Indeed. |
| [Alerac] says: Too tangy. Anyway, go on. |
| [Meris] says: Can we get other fruits too? |
| [Ingarath] says: No, damnit! They only have peaches there! |
| You laugh at Meris. |
| [Alerac] says: Why's that? |
| [Niane] says: Where? |
| [Alerac] says: It's not exactly a peach climate... |
| [Seran] says: I... |
| Ingarath closes his eyes and rubs his head. |
| Meris giggles. |
| Seran shakes his head back and forth |
| [Alerac] says: Actually, when you think about it, they shouldn't have peaches at all. |
| [Ingarath] says: Okay, regardless. |
| [Alerac] says: Which makes me think them Elves are up to somethin, personally. |
| [Ingarath] says: We can debate the existential nature of fruit some other time. |
| Seran glares angrily at Alerac. |
| Firiel grins wickedly at Alerac. |
| Wren grins wickedly at Coober. |
| Taranthiel smirks slyly at you. |
| Ingarath looks to Seran. "It's all part of his surreptitious charm." |
| Stardancer regards Ingarath |
| Ingarath whispers, "You know, like a basilisk, or the wrong end of a dagger." |
| Ingarath grins. |
| Seran shrugs |
| Mantsee lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| [Mantsee] says: i just got that |
| Alerac considers flinging a fishing hook at Ingarath. |
| [Ingarath] says: Now, then. Who would like to go first? |
| Meris decides to keep quiet for a few minutes and let Ingarath speak. |
| Ingarath whispers to Alerac. "With your luck? You'd miss me and hit Ironforge." |
| Dahla snickers at Ingarath and Alerac. |
| [Ingarath] says: I must admit, I'm not entirely ready to give my story yet, so a volunteer would be appreciated. |
| Alerac whispers "And with your luck, you'd still get hit by one while trying to dodge it. |
| [Ingarath] says: Either that, or we can proceed to the usual Goretusk wrestling championships. |
| Seran looks around nervously and plucks absently at a few blades of grass |
| [Meris] says: Always an adventure. |
| [Elarion] says: I.. I'm sorry I'd like to wait for my friend Elaran to come to share my poem. |
| Firiel nudges Seran. |
| [Ingarath] says: Well, that's understandable. |
| Niane lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. |
| [Ingarath] says: After all, we write to share with our friends and family first...at least I think. |
| Niane says a prayer for Great Goretusk. |
| [Seran] says: Hrm.. |
| Ingarath looks around, his eyes lingering on each face as he does so. |
| Niane greets Great Goretusk warmly. |
| [Meris] says: Well that's odd. I wonder if last week intimidated people. |
| Dahla rubs her chin, looking at Ingarath thoughtfully. She doesn't usually go first, but... |
| [Niane] says: I think I did |
| [Seran] says: I uh... suppose I could tell a story... if no one else wants to first..? |
| You clap excitedly for Seran. |
| Mantsee claps excitedly. |
| Taranthiel smiles at Seran. |
| Seran lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. |
| Dahla smiles at Seran, relieved, and nods quickly. |
| [Ingarath] says: A courageous man! A man of incredible strength! |
| Ingarath smiles. |
| [Seran] says: Just let me run around a second, I'm a bit nervous |
| Taranthiel quietly snickers to himself. |
| [Alerac] says: That, or we can have the elf talk. |
| [Ingarath] says: Please, share with us when you are ready. |
| Seran nods. |
| Sabrae smiles at Seran. |
| [Seran] says: Ok, good enough |
| Stardancer smiles at Seran. |
| Mantsee gently pats Sprite Darter Hatchling. |
| Seran looks out into the audience, watching everyone carefully, and then clears his throat |
| Wren listens intently to Seran. |
| You listen intently to Seran. |
| Niane listens intently to Seran. |
| [Seran] says: First off, I'd like to say that this story is not about me or anyone I know, I dare say I am not so interesting. |
| Taranthiel stares at Seran, adjusting his seating to get a bit more comfortable.. expecting a good story. |
| [Seran] says: The story is about a young elf, though, who was interesting in his own way. |
| Stardancer regardsSeran |
| [Seran] says: His name has probably been forgotten if he did exist, but when he had it, it meant, "The Guardian of Man", as some names mean various things. |
| [Seran] says: So that's what I'll call him, The Guardian |
| [Seran] says: What was strange about this name, was that he was an elf, and had little to no interest in guarding any human, male or female, as some of his culture believe in |
| [Seran] says: And so I shall begin his story.. |
| Seran nods quietely, twice. |
| Stardancer listens intently to Seran. |
| [Seran] says: He was a pretty simple elf, wandering the forests, living off the land |
| [Seran] says: He was from a place most have not heard of, I am not sure if it even exists, but it was called Serpent's Pass |
| [Seran] says: The forests around there were plentiful for everything he needed to live, but that was not enough |
| [Seran] says: He wanted to seek his meaning in life, and to do so meant he had to seek out people to help him |
| [Seran] says: He found a few, to ease his curiousity for the days, and some for weeks, even. |
| [Seran] says: Growing up during this time, he learned many things, mainly the arts of healing and other various spells. I am not sure what he could be considered exactly, though. |
| [Seran] says: Perhaps he was a priest, or a druid, or maybe he was from a much longer ago time when elves practiced magery |
| [Seran] says: Either way! He learned what he liked, and he learned it rather well |
| Bodhran greets everyone warmly. |
| Wren smiles at Bodhran. |
| Bodhran smiles at Wren. |
| [Seran] says: He was becoming very accomplished in his life, and was having a great deal of fun, as well. |
| Stardancer smiles at Bodhran. |
| [Seran] says: Then... one day... |
| [Seran] says: He met another group of elves! It was very nice, as he did not know too many |
| Bodhran smiles at Stardancer. |
| Taranthiel greets Justinian warmly. |
| Meris removes her journal and frowns at the empty pages in it. |
| [Seran] says: He joined them, in their organization, and things were again going very well for him. |
| [Seran] says: He learned more, that sort of thing, probably a bit boring. |
| [Seran] says: But again, something happened to him.. |
| [Seran] says: While in this organization, he had met a nice lady elf |
| [Seran] says: I do not know her name, either, but as his name stood for the Guardian of Man, her name stood for Moonlight. |
| [Seran] says: They became friends, and he liked her company very much |
| [Seran] says: So much so, that one day, he brought her to a small cave filled with mushrooms which he liked to visit, and they had a long, long talk |
| [Seran] says: A talk that ended up in the courting of the two. They were very happy at that time. |
| Bodhran thanks Wren. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| Wren smiles at Bodhran. |
| [Seran] says: Spending much time together after that, she and him learned a bit more of each other, and everything seemed to be going well. |
| [Seran] says: They visited places, did their duties as elves, and just generally spent time together. |
| Wren takes a cautious sip of her drink |
| Wren looks tipsy. |
| [Seran] says: A much much longer time after that, there were even talks of a marriage in the works. |
| [Seran] says: And then.. one day.. |
| [Seran] says: The Guardian found out that there was another man in her life, apparently. He was devastated |
| [Seran] says: Shocked, too! Who would have thought this would happen? I wouldn't have, anyways. |
| [Seran] says: But I don't know, it may be commonplace. |
| Meris nods sagely at Seran. |
| [Seran] says: Either way, the Guardian went on a pilgrimage of sorts, to find his self meaning |
| [Seran] says: He kept in slight contact with Moonlight, perhaps it was a bad idea, but he was smitten in one of those ways that is not immediate death |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| [Seran] says: After awhile, and feeling that he had done some searching, they talked again. |
| Bodhran looks upward at Wren and smiles broadly |
| [Seran] says: A long, long talk, like in the cave that night. |
| [Seran] says: And.. maybe foolishly so, he agreed to take her back, if she left the other. |
| Wren seems to be sobering up. |
| Wren catches Bodhran's look and winks |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| [Seran] says: This was hard for him, though, as what I forgot to mention, was that the man she had been seeing was not exactly an elf. |
| Stardancer listens intently to Seran. |
| [Seran] says: He was a human, haughty and proud, and feeling like he owned things he did not. |
| [Seran] says: A warrior of some sort, who knows? I am not good with those things. |
| [Seran] says: Obviously, as humans tend to be rather jealous types, and angry, he was not happy with her decision |
| [Seran] says: Assaults upon the poor Guardians personality and character ensued, but this did not bother him as he felt he had attained his love back. |
| [Seran] says: They were happy again... plans turned to something more, perhaps, and they both felt that they were in a nice place. |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| [Seran] says: He thought it was them both, anyways... apparently she had different ideas, and she traipsed off into the night a little while after with her human |
| Seran frowns |
| Wren looks tipsy. |
| Taranthiel listens intently to Seran. |
| [Seran] says: He, again, went on a journey of self enlightenment |
| [Seran] says: He had talked to her of so much, as those who are probably in this situation know. |
| [Seran] says: They had planned many things together, each promising to help fulfill each others wants and needs |
| [Seran] says: Now... alone... he was not sure if he could do the things he had wanted to by himself |
| [Seran] says: He went off, and did things as best he could, but he was emotionally destroyed. |
| Eyana greets Dooshnor warmly. |
| [Seran] says: Some times later, Moonlight tried to talk with him again. |
| Dooshnor waves. |
| [Seran] says: She pleaded with him, saying that she would not do this to him any more, and that she loved him |
| Mantsee hails Dooshnor. |
| [Seran] says: Her pleads were on deaf ears, as he had no interest in listening to her lies |
| [Seran] says: He left, to continue wandering, hoping to find something |
| [Seran] says: And with her loss at trying to convince him, she left, too... |
| [Seran] says: They both probably wandered for quite a time, and eventually people forgot of them, and did not see them ever again.. |
| [Seran] says: That is the end of the story, but it leads to an interesting question |
| Wren seems to be sobering up. |
| [Seran] says: His name meant "The Guardian of Man", and yet he was destroyed by his loves want of one.. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| [Seran] says: Or... |
| [Seran] says: Perhaps he had saved them, from a lustful elf who would bring their downfall? |
| Seran shrugs. Who knows? |
| Stardancer lifts a brow. |
| Ingarath blinks. |
| [Seran] says: And uh... that's it. |
| Bodhran claps excitedly for Seran. |
| Stardancer claps excitedly for Seran. |
| Wren claps excitedly for Seran. |
| You clap excitedly for Seran. |
| Cainon claps excitedly for Dooshnor. |
| Dahla looks thoughtful as she applauds, nodding slowly. |
| Ninshubar claps excitedly for Seran. |
| Mantsee claps excitedly for Seran. |
| Eyana blinks. |
| Lomion claps excitedly for Seran. |
| Meris gives Dahla a slightly sad look. |
| Niane claps excitedly for Seran. |
| Dooshnor claps excitedly for Seran. |
| Elarion claps excitedly. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you. |
| Meris smiles at Seran. |
| Taranthiel winks slyly at Seran. |
| [Ingarath] says: And now, I'll abuse my position as the "host" of this event and go next..unless anyone really wants to object. |
| Bodhran slips Luck a bit of fish subtly |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Wren scratches Ember behind the ears |
| Mantsee does not object |
| [Cainon] says: No objections |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| Sabrae smiles at Seran. |
| Bodhran listens intently to you. |
| [Ingarath] says: Those of you who are familiar with me know that I most often write poetry. |
| Seran sits quietly, looking around nervously and grabbing at some grass |
| [Ingarath] says: Tonight, I have something a little different...It's a story, of sorts. |
| Niane listens intently to you. |
| Firiel smiles at Seran. |
| Wren notices that Luck has somehow procured herself some fish and smiles at Bodhran |
| Meris looks to INgarath with interest and admiration. |
| Ingarath opens his book and flips around. |
| Sabrae whispers to Seran, "It was a very nice story." |
| Seran smiles lightly at Sabrae and Firiel |
| Wren listens intently to you. |
| Norkdink pokes Dahla. Hey! |
| Seran talks quietly, "Thank you, Sabrae" |
| Ingarath reads a few notes, and composes himself, determining that he will simply speak as he goes along, rather than reading. |
| Niane waves at Norkdink. |
| Norkdink waves at Niane. |
| Seran leans over to Firiel slowly and whispers, "What did you think? Was it ok?" |
| [Ingarath] says: Once again, I had found myself wandering; at first, looking for the next big score. The next project, the next scheme, the next coin in my pocket. |
| Stardancer listens intently to you. |
| [Ingarath] says: Travelling as I had, without objective, wandering from place to place, seeing orcs, Kaldorei, goblins, Tauren, and the like, had drained my reserves. |
| Norkdink waves at Meris. |
| Seran looks forward and concentrates on the story |
| Firiel nods at Seran. |
| [Ingarath] says: I had a pitiful handful of silver left, and a mere gold piece - far cry from the days when I had purchased my faithful steed |
| Meris grins wickedly at Norkdink. |
| [Ingarath] says: (albeit with a not insignificant contribution from a certain lovely Kaldorei). |
| Norkdink nods at Alerac. |
| Alerac nods at Norkdink. |
| [Ingarath] says: For a while I found myself in Menethil, with no goals in mind, merely wandering, exploring tombs and swatting at insanely large bugs. |
| Seran grins |
| [Ingarath] says: I had wandered since the death of Laera, not really caring when or where I slept, just walking continuously. |
| [Ingarath] says: I had heard rumors of the Council here and there as I wandered through Southshore, or visited Westfall, or Stormwind; I had ceased to care, the vigilance burning itself out of my heart as I walked ceaselessly. |
| [Ingarath] says: One day I found myself in Mulgore, exploring the grassy plains of the Tauren, enjoying the peace and tranquility there. |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Meris eyes Ingarath carefully. |
| [Ingarath] says: Of all the places that I have travelled, Mulgore remains unique in my heart; it was there that I thought I had perhaps began to have some understanding of their fierce spirit. |
| Sabrae smiles to herself. |
| [Ingarath] says: Another time, I found myself once again in Darnassus, remembering vividly the first time that Lorelae had taken me to the temple of the moon so long ago; |
| [Ingarath] says: remembering my audience with Lady Whisperwind; remembering, remembering, remembering. |
| [Ingarath] says: In the temple of the Moon, seeing Laera's face in the water, and feeling all the old anger and pain swell forth like a river rushing over its banks. |
| Meris tries to remember Lorelae, the silent elf.... |
| [Ingarath] says: I set out to travel entirely on foot through Kalimdor, visiting places I had never been. |
| Seran frowns |
| Meris glances over at Alerac briefly. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| [Ingarath] says: I visited old friends in Ashenvale, then Astranaar, and finally travelled through the Barrens on foot, eschewing the use of my horse - a faithful steed that I had left in Ashenvale. |
| [Ingarath] says: I was, simply, a mere traveller on the road. I made camp when I had to, defended myself when necessary, and moved on when I felt it was wise. |
| Bodhran sipsh his grog happily, smiles at Wren and rests his head against her shoulder |
| Wren smiles at Bodhran. |
| [Ingarath] says: I came, after a long series of travels, to Gadgetzan. |
| [Ingarath] says: In the bar there, I had met a goblin by the name of Rezzik. |
| [Ingarath] says: Regardless of what others think, I have always found goblins to be good companions - as long as your eye remains firmly on your coin purse. |
| Niane grins at you wickedly. |
| Eyana quietly snickers to herself. |
| Dooshnor shoos Great Goretusk away. Be gone pest! |
| [Ingarath] says: Rezzik and I had met during my first trip to Gadgetzan, very long ago, when I was involved with the coming and goings of the Gadgetzan Water Company. |
| [Ingarath] says: Unusually, he was someone I felt I could trust; even among my own kind I felt alone and isolated, both by my own actions and their feelings. |
| [Ingarath] says: I had saved Rezzik's life when he had been caught unawares by a tribe of Wastewanders; we had been friends ever since. |
| [Ingarath] says: "Women are nothing but damned trouble," he mused, as we shared a drink together for what must have been the hundredth time. |
| [Ingarath] says: "Maybe. You know as well as I do that I still ask myself why." |
| Eyana smells Great Goretusk. Wow, someone stinks! |
| [Ingarath] says: I took a sip from my drink - a ridiculously alcoholic goblin contraption known as alkrif. I coughed momentarily, and Rezzik laughed that strange laugh of his. |
| [Ingarath] says: He slapped my back as he downed his in one gulp, pouring himself another. |
| [Ingarath] says: "You need to stop torturing yourself! And...you need to get a damned job!" |
| Eyana shoos Great Goretusk away. Be gone pest! |
| [Ingarath] says: "Have you had any work in the past two months? When I first met you...you were well on your way to being a titan of industry - much like me, you know." |
| [Ingarath] says: He grinned at me as he refilled my drink once more to the brim. |
| [Eyana] says: Thanks, Doosh. |
| Meris chuckles at Norkdink. |
| Cainon sighs wistfully and looks over at Thelenorith. |
| Wren grins wickedly at Norkdink. |
| [Ingarath] says: "I know, I know, Rezzik. It's just...when she died, a light went out in my eyes. I didn't know what to do; it was rare that anyone had gotten as close to me as she had." |
| [Ingarath] says: His eyes narrowed, and he scoffed loudly. "Humans." |
| [Ingarath] says: I eyed him levelly as I took another sip of the alkrif. "Oh yes....I forgot the goblin outlook on romance." |
| [Ingarath] says: Rezzik laughed uproariously, clenching his fist. "That's right! That's right. I keep telling you! Coin before women! What would Revilgaz think of you now...spending your time in bars with me instead of seizing the day? Eh?" |
| [Ingarath] says: I gave this some consideration, thinking back to my more happy days in Booty Bay. |
| [Ingarath] says: "He'd tell me he had a mission for me, as he's said so many times before - clap me on the back, and send me on my way." |
| [Ingarath] says: "I'd go out and kill some Bloodsailors, or set a boat on fire, raise all hell - and come back and laugh about it with Seahorn." |
| [Ingarath] says: Rezzik's eyes gleamed. "And he'd fill your hands with gold and silver for the trouble! That's what you need .... a job! To get your mind off of this." |
| [Ingarath] says: "Maybe." |
| [Ingarath] says: I downed the shot of alkrif, shaking my head and coughing. It was a bit like swallowing molten lava - or licking the Great Forge itself. |
| Thelenorith lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| [Ingarath] says: Rezzik quickly refilled my glass. Instinctively, I made sure my coin purse was still nestled between my armors. "You know...we could use some help down here." |
| Meris grins, wishing she had some of the potent liquor tonight. |
| Eyana agrees with Meris. |
| Thelenorith nods at Meris. |
| Niane grins wickedly at Meris. |
| [Ingarath] says: I downed another shot of alkrif, this time coughing rather explosively. "Yeah, yeah...let me guess. More stomping on Wastewanders. That's my idea of fun, let me tell *you*! Yeeeeeeha." |
| Cainon glances covertly at Thelenorith. |
| Norkdink winks slyly at Meris. |
| [Ingarath] says: Rezzik became quiet, and looked at me with his strange eyes. There was no sign of humor there now. |
| [Ingarath] says: "No, Ingarath. Something else. Something....different." |
| Cainon rotates his neck, working out the kink. |
| [Ingarath] says: He refilled my glass and passed me a sealed letter. It bore a strange sigil: a blood red eye, encircled by a snake which ate its own tail. |
| Stardancer lifts a brow. |
| [Ingarath] says: "What...what the HELL is this?!" Seeing the eye had somehow sobered me up, as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice water on me. |
| Bodhran raises a drink to Meris. Cheers! |
| [Ingarath] says: Rezzik rolled his eyes softly, becoming serious. "Don't let the symbols fool you - the other fools that use this symbol are just that. We're not related to them." |
| Meris nods back warmly to Bodhran, still listening intently to Ingarath. |
| Wren looks tipsy. |
| [Ingarath] says: "Regardless...this is an invitation...and a chance for you to become who you're supposed to be - the person you KNOW you're capable of becoming." |
| [Ingarath] says: He downed the last of his alkrif as if it were water, and clapped me on the back once more. "You'll see, you'll see. Just do me a favor, eh? Read the damn thing before you go back to drinking." |
| Meris looks tipsy. |
| [Ingarath] says: He walked out of the bar, and left me staring at the strange sigil. |
| [Ingarath] says: I eyed the envelope. It was made from an earthen, dark paper I did not recognize. The sigil was incredibly ornate, and I marvelled at the mastership. I slowly broke the seal, opening the envelope. |
| Mantsee looks tipsy. |
| [Ingarath] says: Inside was a single piece of creamy white paper, soft to the touch. The script was a beautiful, flowing creation. I sipped the rest of the alkrif as I began to read. |
| Bodhran greets Renate warmly. |
| [Ingarath] says: "Greetings and Hail to you, Ingarath Melforgan. The Ancient Illuminated Goblins of Kalimdor send you best wishes and request..." |
| Meris seems to be sobering up. |
| Wren seems to be sobering up. |
| [Ingarath] says: I fell silent, and the glass of alkrif fell out of my hand, shattering on the ground. "Elune help me...the Illuminated Goblins?" |
| [Ingarath] says: What had I gotten myself into this time...? |
| Mantsee looks drunk. |
| [Ingarath] says: Ah, but that is a tale for another time. |
| Ingarath smiles and falls silent. |
| Niane claps excitedly for you. |
| Stardancer claps excitedly for you. |
| Edum offers Geril, Dahla, and Trinn a nod of greeting,"Greetings, M'ladies Trinn and Dahla, Brother Geril." |
| Bodhran claps excitedly for you. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you for listening. |
| Wren claps excitedly for you. |
| Stardancer nods at you. |
| Dooshnor claps excitedly for you. |
| Eyana smiles. |
| Mantsee looks tipsy. |
| Taranthiel claps excitedly for you. |
| Dahla arches a brow at Ingarath, and applauds for him. |
| Seran claps excitedly for you. |
| Geril looks back to Edum and nods. |
| Trinn looks utterly disappointed at missing the story. |
| Cainon claps excitedly. |
| Mantsee claps excitedly for you. |
| Thelenorith smiles. |
| Meris applauds at you. Bravo! |
| Elarion smiles. |
| Geril applauds. Bravo! |
| Elarion claps excitedly. |
| Norkdink peers over the log |
| Meris smiles at Norkdink's helmet. |
| Alerac whispers to Meris. |
| [Ingarath] says: Well. I apologize for being so wordy. |
| [Ingarath] says: Who wants to go next? |
| [Stardancer] says: It was well told! |
| Ingarath smiles at Stardancer. |
| Cainon nods. |
| Meris looks over to Alerac and gives him a weak smile. |
| Lomion nods at you. |
| Seran nods |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you. |
| [Alerac] says: Nice story, man. |
| [Seran] says: It was very nice |
| Elaran waves. |
| Meris looks tipsy. |
| Wren feeds a bit of meat to Ember while Bodhran is busy sipping his drink |
| Elarion waves at Elaran. |
| Elaran smiles at Elarion. |
| Dahla gives Ingarath a tiny wave. "After that cliffhanger..." |
| [Ingarath] says: Mmm, Dahla, don't I remember you saying you had something to share? |
| Ingarath nods. |
| [Ingarath] says: Come on then. |
| Trinn smiles at Dahla. |
| Bodhran raises his eyebrow and goes back to drinking |
| [Dahla] says: I always have something to share, Ingarath, just need ears willing to hear it. |
| Dooshnor lies down. |
| Norkdink waves at Dahla. |
| Alerac salutes Dahla with respect. |
| Dahla rubs the back of her neck with a grin -- glancing over and waving back at Nork behind the log. |
| Meris seems to be sobering up. |
| [Dahla] says: Well then. Does anyone know who the King of Stormwind is? |
| Stardancer listens intently to Dahla. |
| [Stardancer] says: Yes... |
| Ingarath smiles. |
| [Niane] says: That little kid? |
| [Alerac] says: I'M SPARTICUS! |
| Meris looks over to Dahla, curious how this tale is going to weave possibly into other layers. |
| [Alerac] says: Wait...what/ |
| [Dahla] says: Meris? Alerac's hallucinating again. |
| [Renate] says: I've a feeling Varian's still alive... so let's not "long live the king" yet. |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| [Elaran] says: Isn't he the lady in the black dress with the bad attitude? |
| [Mantsee] says: I have seen the king |
| [Dahla] says: Well then. There's some confusion there, but not much... |
| Elarion laughs. |
| [Dahla] says: How about the King of Beasts? |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| [Alerac] says: Nah, man. That's a dragon. |
| [Niane] says: A Lion? |
| [Ingarath] says: Alerac? |
| Dahla smiles at Niane. |
| You grin wickedly. |
| Niane giggles at you. |
| [Mantsee] says: No no not in the keep of Stormwind |
| Taranthiel stands, walking away quietly. |
| [Meris] says: Al's a Duke. Not a King. |
| [Mantsee] says: I have seen the actual king |
| [Ingarath] says: Oh...right. |
| [Stardancer] says: Do you speak of the forest lord? |
| Eyana nods at Mantsee. |
| [Alerac] says: No, I'm duke of Goldshire and King of the Beasts. |
| [Renate] says: Some would call Echayakee or King Bangalash "kings of beasts"... |
| Wren looks tipsy. |
| [Alerac] says: Yep. |
| [Renate] says: But they haven't met Lord Lakmaeran. |
| Stardancer listens. |
| [Dahla] says: Hmm... even more confusion, I see. |
| Edum quirks a brow slightly as he glances around the gathered people, his green eyes studying them silently as he cocks his head, listeing to Dahla. |
| [Dahla] says: Dare I ask... does anyone know who the King of the Birds is? |
| [Alerac] says: Norkdink. |
| Meris does a quick nod in greeting to Edum. |
| Seran shakes his head, "No" |
| Trinn gives Dahla a crooked grin, but shakes her head. |
| [Niane] says: A dragon? |
| Norkdink smirks slyly at Alerac. |
| Elaran shrugs. Who knows? |
| [Ingarath] says: Alerac? |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Dahla rubs her chin again and grins. "Well, this one at least, I can help clear up for you." |
| Niane giggles at you. |
| Edum smiles over at Meris as he bows his head in ackowledgement and greeting. |
| Meris notices Nork isn't wearing much clothes. |
| Bodhran muumbles something about 'naked gnomes' |
| [Dahla] says: You see, my friend the Ferryman -- he has the best stories, doesn't he? -- he was a witness to a spectacular event. The crowning of the King of the Birds. |
| Alerac mumbles something about norkdink being overdressed for the occasion. |
| Bodhran listens intently to Dahla. |
| Dooshnor is naked. |
| Elaran listens intently to Dahla. |
| Wren listens to Dahla with interest |
| Niane listens intently to Dahla. |
| Edum smiles up at Dahla as he pulls his knees up to his chest, his arms sliding around them as he drops his chin down to rest across them. |
| [Dahla] says: You see, he'd been travelling down the river to come across a tremendous grouping of birds -- birds he'd never seen in these lands before, and none ever will see again. Birds of every shape and size and colour. |
| Mantsee seems to be sobering up. |
| Wren seems to be sobering up. |
| Edum looks tipsy. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| Stardancer listens/ |
| [Dahla] says: And they had decided that it was time to choose their king. The gnomes had a king, the humans of these lands had a king, even the beasts had a king... but the birds were none of these. |
| [Alerac] says: Bah. I didn't vote for the king. |
| [Dahla] says: So, in birdly fashion, they finally decided amongst themselves that there was only one way to decide who would be King... the one who could watch over them all. |
| [Dahla] says: Someone want to repress Alerac? |
| Dahla winks at Alerac. |
| Dahla doesn't miss a beat, going back to her tale. "The King would be the bird who could fly the highest." |
| [Norkdink] says: I have the bird king right here |
| Geril listens intently to Dahla's story, seeming quite interested. |
| [Meris] says: He;'s already repressed. |
| Norkdink bows before Battle Chicken. |
| Eyana cheers at Battle Chicken! |
| Renate cheers at Battle Chicken! |
| Niane chuckles at Norkdink. |
| Dahla grins wickedly at Battle Chicken. |
| Alerac bows before Battle Chicken. |
| [Norkdink] says: All hail the bird king! |
| Alerac kneels before Battle Chicken. |
| Ingarath volunteers, noting that supreme executive power is, in fact, handed out by a watery tart. |
| [Alerac] says: All hail! |
| [Dahla] says: Damn. If he'd been there... it might have gone differently. |
| Niane hails Battle Chicken. |
| Wren grins at Ingarath |
| Edum chuckles softly as he glances over at Norkdink and his Battle Chicken. |
| Elaran salutes Battle Chicken with respect. |
| Niane salutes Battle Chicken with respect. |
| Dahla chuckles and shakes her head, grinning. |
| [Dahla] says: Regardless, the Battle Chicken of Norkdink was NOT present... |
| Dooshnor lies down. |
| Seran nods and listens intently |
| [Dahla] says: ... and it can't fly, although it likely would have kicked the feathers off any bird who said it would be disqualified because of that. |
| In quiet contemplation, Niane mourns the death of Battle Chicken. |
| Trinn grins at Dahal. |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Edum seems to be sobering up. |
| [Dahla] says: So, as one, the birds took off. They all flew their hardest, for each one wanted to be King. |
| Wren looks tipsy. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| Seran nods |
| [Dahla] says: Up they soared, and some began to fall away, exhausted. Up and up they flew, the smaller birds tiring quickly, the birds better suited to other ventures forced to turn back and land. |
| [Dahla] says: Soon there were only the Eagle, the Vulture, and the Owl. They flew their hardest, lungs strainging, wings burning as they sought to fly the highest. |
| Norkdink mutters to himself about stories with morals |
| [Renate] says: Don't worry, Norkdink, I've heard this one. They all die in a storm and live proves meaningless after all. |
| Renate cries. |
| Norkdink cheers! |
| [Niane] says: What about the Dragon? |
| [Renate] says: Er, go on. |
| Elaran snickers at Renate. |
| Niane cheers at Mechanical Dragonling! |
| Dooshnor urges Dahla to continue. |
| [Dahla] says: But the Eagle outpaced them all. He pushed himself as hard as he could, until his eyes stung from the cold and he struggled for breath... and found everything else was just a tiny speck below him. Finally, he could fly no higher. |
| Seran ignores the distractions |
| Dahla points out softly that Dragons have four legs and wings, and most birds she knows don't breathe fire and the like. |
| Dahla grins wickedly at Niane. |
| Bodhran agrees with Dahla. |
| [Alerac] says: You don't know very many birds then. |
| [Niane] says: Like Gryphons.... |
| Wren seems to be sobering up. |
| [Dahla] says: Well, it seemed settled, then. The Eagle levelled out and soared above the rest of the birds, exhausted, unable to go any higher. |
| Edum covers a grin by reaching up to scrath his goatee as he tilts his head down for a second, before he glances back up to watch Dahla intently. |
| [Dahla] says: .. and then the Sparrow, who had been sitting on his back the entire time, fluttered his wings... |
| [Dahla] says: And the King of the Birds was crowned. |
| Wren smiles. |
| Norkdink things about tasty sparrow wings in sauce |
| You grin wickedly at Dahla. |
| Elaran giggles at Dahla. |
| Trinn laughs heartily. |
| Seran grins wickedly at Dahla. |
| Edum chuckles with a slight nod of his head. |
| Dahla shrugs and gives a small bow, headed back to her Guildmates. |
| Geril laughs. |
| Wren applauds at Dahla. Bravo! |
| Bodhran cheers at Dahla! |
| Seran claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| [Niane] says: So cheat to win? |
| Geril applauds. Bravo! |
| Stardancer blinks at Summoned Skeleton. |
| [Alerac] says: Huzzah! |
| Edum cheers at Dahla! |
| Norkdink claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| You clap excitedly for Dahla. |
| Trinn claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| Meris smiles at Dahla. |
| Elaran claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| Eyana claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| Niane cheers! |
| Mantsee claps excitedly. |
| Mantsee claps excitedly for Summoned Skeleton. |
| [Ingarath] says: That was a good story, Dahla. |
| Stardancer claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| Eyana gently pats Summoned Skeleton. |
| [Renate] says: Okay, now that's a moral I can get behind. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you for sharing. |
| [Renate] says: Make everyone else do the hard stuff! |
| Niane grins wickedly at Renate. |
| [Renate] says: Then leech off their success. |
| [Seran] says: Interesting story |
| Firiel whispers to Seran. |
| Seran nods to Firiel and whispers quietly |
| [Ingarath] says: Renate...a fine lesson indeed. Every ruler of every nation has always known that lesson. |
| Stardancer claps excitedly for Summoned Skeleton. |
| You grin wickedly at Renate. |
| [Renate] says: Oh, c'mon, don't take the fun out of sarcasm. |
| You laugh at Norkdink. |
| Firiel grins at Seran and leaves quietly. |
| [Ingarath] says: Well...who is next? |
| Seran waves at Firiel. |
| [Elarion] says: I would like to share a story. |
| Ahzeff greets everyone warmly. |
| [Ingarath] says: Please. |
| Renate greets Ahzeff with a hearty hello! |
| You clap excitedly for Elarion. |
| Elarion bows down graciously. |
| Meris nods to Ahzeff. |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Elaran cheers at Elarion! |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| [Elarion] says: My story is that of a highborne and a ferryman. |
| Seran nods at Elarion. |
| Stardancer listens intently to Elarion. |
| Bodhran listens intently to Elarion. |
| [Elarion] says: It took place many many years ago, before the wars and horror our people have endured. |
| Dooshnor sits up. |
| Norkdink eats ice cream |
| [Elarion] says: There was a highborne scholar, who at one time took it upon himself to travel the world. |
| Niane giggles at Norkdink. |
| Thelenorith grins wickedly at Cainon. |
| Ingarath wonders how the hell he gets the ice cream through the mask. |
| [Elarion] says: He was well schooled in the arts of grammar, dance, and music. |
| Norkdink wipes ice cream off the viewport |
| [Elarion] says: He wished to travel the world for inspiration, as he had never left the palace of Azshara before. |
| [Elarion] says: In his travels, he was much disappointed with the quality of his fellow night elves as he judged them. |
| Seran excuses himself quietly and politely, and slowly leaves the circle |
| Norkdink scratches himself. Ah, much better! |
| Bodhran gently places his hand over Wren's |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Norkdink cheers at Bodhran! |
| Elaran watches Seran leave. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| [Elarion] says: Many of them lived without the general comforts that he had expected in the palace. |
| [Elarion] says: And few seemed to care to learn grammar or the arts. |
| Wren looks over at Bodhran and smiles |
| Niane giggles at Norkdink. |
| [Elarion] says: One day in his travels he came accross a river with only one boat at the side. |
| Elaran snickers at Norkdink. |
| [Elarion] says: A young elf sat in the boat, and asked if he required passage. |
| Meris rolls her eyes at Alerac. |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| [Elarion] says: The highborne frowned at the lack of a more sophisticated bridge, but consented to pay the ferryman and travel in his boat. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| [Elarion] says: As they continued across the river, the highborne asked the ferryman: |
| [Elarion] says: "Do you know the arts of Elven grammar?" |
| [Elarion] says: The ferryman of course did not. |
| [Elarion] says: "Ha, half your life is wasted then!" remarked the highborne |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Alerac rubs his beard; this story is VERY familiar... |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| Norkdink screams inside his helmet, but noone can hear him |
| Meris continues whispering to Alerac. |
| You are now AFK: Away from Keyboard |
| [Elarion] says: Again the highborne asked "Have you ever heard the music played by the minstrels in the palace of azshara?" |
| [Elarion] says: Of course the ferryman did not. |
| Edum quirks a brow at Elarion as he listens to his story, leaning in to whisper to Dahla. |
| You are no longer AFK. |
| [Elarion] says: "Well you are wasting even more of your life!" |
| Alerac glances at Dahla and raises an eyebrow. |
| [Elarion] says: As the highborne continued to berate the ferryman, the boat sprung a leak. |
| Dahla pats Edum's knee and gives Alerac a wink, otherwise shaking her head with a shrug. |
| [Elarion] says: The ferryman struggled to keep the boat afloat, but he could not. |
| Dooshnor chuckles quietly. |
| [Elarion] says: As the boat sunk and they struggled to keep themselves above the waves, the ferryman asked, "My lord do you know how to swim?" |
| [Elarion] says: The highborne of course did not. |
| [Elarion] says: The ferryman then said, "I am sorry, sir, but it seems your whole life has been wasted, I am content to still live half of mine!" |
| Dooshnor laughs. |
| [Elarion] says: And that is how it ends. |
| Cainon claps excitedly for Elarion. |
| Dahla chuckles and applauds. |
| Alerac grumbles to himself. |
| Elaran snickers at Elarion. |
| Dooshnor claps excitedly for Elarion. |
| Stardancer claps excitedly for Elarion. |
| Elarion bows down graciously. |
| Wren claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| Bodhran claps excitedly for Elarion. |
| Elaran applauds at Elarion. Bravo! |
| Ahzeff claps excitedly for Elarion. |
| [Ingarath] says: That's a very interesting story...sounds familiar. |
| Cainon claps excitedly. |
| [Alerac] says: VERY familiar. |
| Norkdink struts |
| Stardancer graciously excuses herself for the evening. |
| [Elarion] says: It is often told among the nightelves. |
| [Dahla] says: Stories worth hearing are worth hearing many times. |
| Stardancer waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| You wave at Stardancer. |
| [Elaran] says: Hear, Hear! |
| Dooshnor slips into the shadows and prowls away. |
| [Renate] says: I wrote it two years ago, and demand recompense for my efforts. |
| You laugh at Renate. |
| Lomion bows before you. |
| Lomion waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| [Renate] says: You'll be hearing from my advocate. |
| Ahzeff claps excitedly for Renate. |
| You wave at Lomion. |
| [Elarion] says: You are welcome to come and ask for recompense Renate... |
| Elaran chuckles at Renate. |
| [Ingarath] says: Now, Renate...you had a tale to share? Are you ready? |
| [Elarion] says: Say we meet in Cutthroat Alley? |
| [Renate] says: That'll be two jugs of bourbon and a warm blankie. |
| [Renate] says: Sure. |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| Bodhran looks over at Wren shyly |
| Cainon bows down graciously. |
| [Renate] says: As I look out among you, I just have to remember to imagine you all naked... |
| [Renate] says: ... |
| Ingarath admires Renate's vicious looking blade. |
| Renate runs around in a frenzied state of panic. |
| [Renate] says: Never mind. |
| Norkdink waves at Renate. |
| Ahzeff gasps at Renate. |
| [Elaran] says: Uhm...you're not my type, sorry. |
| [Alerac] says: Not much to imagine wtih Norkdink. |
| Elarion grins wickedly at Renate. |
| [Renate] says: Well, in the spirit of parables let me share a very brief one of my own before spinning my yarn. |
| Trinn nods at Alerac's comment, stunned into silence by the gnome. |
| Wren smiles happily at Bodhran |
| Bodhran smiles at Wren. |
| Mantsee lies down. |
| Norkdink struts |
| [Renate] says: A youthful tauren warrior, just done with his trial of manhood... |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| Norkdink flirts with Trinn. |
| [Renate] says: ...borrowed the sword of his mentor. |
| Towan collapses to her knees when she finally reaches the circle. She gives Bodhran and Wren an appologetic look. |
| Trinn looks over her shoulder with glassy eyes. |
| Alerac grins wickedly at Norkdink. |
| [Norkdink] says: Hey baby, you ever been with a gnome in a rocket helmet? |
| [Renate] says: Vis'kag the Bloodletter, with Superior Striking giving it a sapphire glow... |
| Wren greets Towan warmly. |
| Ahzeff sighs at Norkdink. |
| Edum glances over his shoulder at Norkdink, frowning slightly. |
| [Renate] says: He cut down a sapling with a single blow. |
| Bodhran greets Towan warmly. |
| [Renate] says: "This sword is amazing!" he cried. |
| Dooshnor smells Norkdink. Wow, someone stinks! |
| [Renate] says: His mentor, a veteran of many years, picked up a wooden training sword, and cut down an even thicker sapling effortlessly. |
| [Renate] says: "This one is better." |
| Norkdink gyrates his pelvis |
| Trinn nods at the gnome, then shakes her head, then just looks confused. |
| [Renate] says: Let that be a lesson to you next time you're deciding whether to roll. :) |
| [Renate] says: Now for my story... as some of you know, I was a scout in the war. |
| Ahzeff claps excitedly for Renate. |
| Wren leans back to whisper to Towan |
| [Renate] says: In the Andorhal campaign, I served under Brigadier Stoutforge... most dwarven man I've ever known. |
| [Renate] says: Believe it or now, his full name was "Goldbeard Stoutforge," so of course we gave him the nickname "Axebrew" just to round things out. |
| [Renate] says: My first week in the service, he called me into his tent -- I'd just finished ranger training. |
| Norkdink eyes Trinn suggestively through his viewport |
| [Renate] says: And he says, "Och! Ye be Renate Tamerlane, if me eyes serve me right!" |
| [Renate] says: And tossed back a gulp of ale. |
| [Renate] says: "Yes, sir!" I replied. |
| [Renate] says: "Ye got some promise, I see from these reports! Ye up for some huntin'?" |
| Trinn gives Alerac a pleading look. |
| Alerac puts his hand on Norkdink's sholder and whispers. |
| [Renate] says: Turns out they had a plan—they'd cast Invisibility on a lone footman, have him run into a Scourge base... |
| Norkdink grins wickedly at Alerac. |
| [Renate] says: Then one of our Archmagi would teleport a whole strike force to him. |
| [Renate] says: Brilliant in theory, except for one little snag... |
| Alerac shrugs and walks back to his log. |
| [Renate] says: The Scourge had captured the souls of the damned and put them to patrolling the wilds. |
| [Renate] says: They were able to see souls, not bodies, so our invisible footmen were just spotted and slain. |
| Norkdink sniffs the air around him. |
| [Renate] says: My job was to sneak in, find Shades, and put them to rest. |
| Norkdink sniffs Elaran. |
| [Renate] says: I've got a lot of stories from there, but most of them involve guts, ooze, ichor, bones... |
| Alerac wonders how Norkdink sniffs people through his helmet. |
| [Renate] says: You know the drill. |
| Elaran looks at Norkdink and chuckles. |
| [Renate] says: Whether it's Raven Hill or Felstone Field, one blob o' zombies is as bad as another. |
| Norkdink pokes Great Goretusk. Hey! |
| Wren looks over at Norkdink and grins |
| [Renate] says: But I always made it out, with a little help from the old Flash Powder. |
| [Renate] says: Except... |
| Renate lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. |
| [Renate] says: This time. |
| Norkdink pokes Elarion. Hey! |
| Elarion glares angrily at Norkdink. |
| Norkdink sniffs Veras. |
| Elaran giggles. |
| [Renate] says: So. I'm creeping up toward Sorrow Hill—this was after we'd fallen back to Lordaeron. |
| [Renate] says: And there was nothing out of the ordinary... dodge a few ghouls, ignore a few Blackrock patrols, go on with my life. |
| Norkdink cuddles up against Meris. |
| [Renate] says: I knew there was a Shade somewhere in the area, because a paladin patrol had already reported on it. |
| [Renate] says: They could sense him, but not keep up with him... |
| [Renate] says: ...it was up to me to sneak up on him unawares. |
| [Renate] says: "Renate? Renate Tamerlane?" |
| [Renate] says: Ghostly howl on the wind, like knives scraping on windowpanes. |
| Alerac kicks Norkdink's rocket helmet. |
| [Renate] says: "...nobody here but us chickens?" I reply hopefully. |
| Norkdink lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| [Renate] says: I figure he had me made, maybe I could distract him for a headstart. |
| [Renate] says: "Renate! It is you! Wow, to think we'd meet here of all places!" |
| Elaran listens intently to Renate. |
| [Renate] says: Definitely a creepy call-from-the-grave, but why the devil would a soul of the damned know me? |
| [Renate] says: I'm sure you can see where this is going. |
| [Mantsee] says: i dont |
| [Renate] says: "Remember me? It's Mikael Zarand! From Lakeshire!" |
| Eyana ponders the situation. |
| Elaran looks confused. |
| Jespar bows down graciously. |
| [Renate] says: That's the point where I stand up from behind the bush, slap my hand to my forehead, and say "Right. Hello, Mikael. How's undeath working out for you?" |
| Towan nods in Jespar's direction. |
| [Renate] says: The guy's just as overeager and wormy as ever. Probably volunteered for the job so they wouldn't feed him to the ghouls. |
| Jespar waves at Towan hesitantly. |
| [Renate] says: "Oh, you know! Just sort of floating around, pointing out mortals, being invisible!" |
| [Renate] says: I roll my eyes. "Er, you know you're getting us all killed, right?" |
| [Renate] says: He looks kind of hurt. "Well, death has been fine for me so far!" |
| [Renate] says: "I don't have to eat, don't have to, er, you know, sort of takes a lot of hassle out of things!" |
| Wren smiles gratefully at Alerac |
| [Renate] says: "Hey, look, maybe after this battle we could get together, catch up on old times over coffee or something!" |
| Ahzeff ponders never needing to eat and wimpers slightly |
| [Renate] says: Now, the bastard almost got me with that one. You know how it is. You meet someone you never really liked, he's all buddy-buddy, you say whatever you have to say to get out of the situation. |
| [Renate] says: "Yeah, sure, um, let me check my calendar, how about week after next? Stormwind Cathedral? Just kidding." |
| [Renate] says: I actually kind of thought he was going to let me go. Why not humor him? |
| [Renate] says: For all I know he was going to let me go, but that's right when a barrel-load of ghouls and abominations plows through the underbrush with some Death Knight at their head. |
| [Renate] says: "Ah, my dearest slave, you have found fresh meat for us to dine upon this day!" the knight says. Like I haven't heard that before. |
| [Renate] says: Mikael gets this really guilty look and mutters, "Um, 'The living are among us!'" |
| [Renate] says: "And so they are!" the death knight croons. |
| [Renate] says: So of course I don't need more of a cue than that to drop some Flash Powder, which of course does nothing but make a poof of smoke. |
| [Renate] says: So I steel my nerves, one of the necromancers starts casting a spell... |
| [Renate] says: I Vanish again, the necromancer completes casting and shoots me, I get knocked into a tree by the shadowbolt... |
| [Renate] says: ...and I'm thinking "why the hell did SI-7 even teach me that? It never fricking works!" |
| Ahzeff nods at Renate. |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| Elarion mutters about SI:7 being a joke organization... |
| Jespar lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| Elarion lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. |
| [Renate] says: So I'm Sprinting away through the trees, skeletons lunging out of the shadows like dummies in a haunted funhouse... |
| You are now AFK: Away from Keyboard |
| You are no longer AFK. |
| [Renate] says: And Mikael's floating along behind me going "You know, I never though that Davith was right for you..." |
| [Renate] says: And "It should have been me you kissed after that dance..." |
| [Renate] says: And "you still owe me seven copper for that sandwich..." |
| [Renate] says: Talk about your grudges! |
| Jespar smiles. |
| [Renate] says: My advice: if someone's got something against you, kill him and consecrate the body. |
| Bodhran looks tipsy. |
| [Renate] says: Don't wait for him to come after you with Baron Rivendare in tow. |
| Wren greets Druce warmly. |
| Elaran laughs. |
| Druce waves at Wren. |
| Thelenorith quietly snickers to himself. |
| [Renate] says: Now, I should have been able to outrun the bastards, but of course they've got that Unholy Aura that sped them all up. |
| Jespar sighs loudly. Darn unholiness! |
| Towan greets Druce warmly. |
| Eyana agrees with Renate. |
| Elaran listens intently to Renate. |
| [Renate] says: I'm not more than half a mile from Chillwind Camp—it was an Alliance bivouac at the time—when one of those necromancers lands a Curse of Exhaustion on me. |
| [Renate] says: I swear, I was *this close* to being just another source of scourgestones for you guys. |
| [Renate] says: But exactly then, Sir Uther plows into their lines singlehandedly and starts laying about himself like a madman. |
| [Renate] says: This wasn't more than a month before he died. |
| Bodhran seems to be sobering up. |
| [Renate] says: Okay, have you ever seen Poppop rush a Horde line? |
| [Renate] says: Imagine that times four. |
| [Renate] says: Well, maybe three. |
| Jespar remembers Sir Uther with a sigh. |
| Eyana smiles. |
| Wren shivers in the night air and leans closer to Bodhran |
| [Renate] says: These were the first days of the Argent Dawn, or at least the first days any of us started noticing them... |
| [Renate] says: Right behind Uther a whole gang of Silver Hand, Argent Dawn, and Scarlet Crusade paladins comes hammering into the undead strike team. |
| Renate lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. |
| [Renate] says: So many chances lost... this was before the Crusade went mad, too. |
| Bodhran offers his cloak to Wren and tries to warm her hands with his own |
| [Renate] says: Or before they revealed their madness. |
| [Renate] says: They pound the living, or at least undead, daylights out of them. |
| Jespar quietly snickers to himself. |
| [Renate] says: Half of them die to the paladins, half of them die to Lord Rivendare using that Dark Pact thing to tank. |
| [Renate] says: Finally the death knight gets run off, and right before Mikael goes down under a barrage of Exorcisms he yells "I still looooove yooooouuuuu...." |
| [Renate] says: I stand up. Dust myself off. |
| Wren draws the cloak around herself and gives Bodhran a smile of thanks |
| [Renate] says: "Punk." |
| Renate curtsies. |
| Eyana claps excitedly for Renate. |
| Wren claps excitedly for Renate. |
| Bodhran chuckles at Renate. |
| Ahzeff claps excitedly for Renate. |
| [Elaran] says: That's about the time you find the nearest pub, and something very strong to drink. |
| Bodhran claps excitedly for Renate. |
| Thelenorith claps excitedly for Renate. |
| Elarion claps excitedly. |
| Mantsee prepares to take the stage with Eyana |
| Wren chuckles at Renate. |
| Jespar cheers! |
| Geril applauds. Bravo! |
| Meris smiles at Renate. |
| Dahla applauds at Renate. Bravo! |
| Towan applauds. Bravo! |
| Elaran applauds at Renate. Bravo! |
| Ninshubar claps excitedly. |
| Mantsee claps excitedly. |
| Jespar claps excitedly. |
| [Ingarath] says: That...was wonderful. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you for sharing, Renate. |
| [Ingarath] says: Does anyone else have something they would like to share? |
| Mantsee turns to Eyana |
| [Eyana] says: Mantsee and I have a short play we would like to present. |
| Wren grins wickedly at Coober. |
| Jespar smiles. |
| Thelenorith cheers at Renate! |
| Ingarath grins. |
| [Ingarath] says: Please, by all means. |
| Coober blushes. |
| [Eyana] says: A play about a shepherdess and her sheep. |
| [Mantsee] says: and the great night sky |
| Eyana nods at Mantsee. |
| Mantsee looks to the sky |
| Mantsee falls asleep. Zzzzzzz. |
| Wren grins |
| Eyana curtsies. |
| Mantsee curtsies before Eyana. |
| Mantsee curtsies. |
| Ahzeff claps excitedly for Mantsee. |
| Wren claps excitedly. |
| Thelenorith claps excitedly. |
| [Eyana] says: thank you. |
| Ahzeff claps excitedly for Eyana. |
| [Mantsee] says: thank you |
| Elarion claps excitedly. |
| You grin wickedly at Eyana. |
| Bodhran claps excitedly for Eyana. |
| Elarion laughs. |
| Coober scratches his head. |
| Elaran claps excitedly for Mantsee. |
| Druce leans over to Towan. |
| Geril applauds. Bravo! |
| Jespar applauds. Bravo! |
| Eyana lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. |
| [Eyana] says: Some just don't understand true art... |
| Eyana shrugs. Who knows? |
| Ingarath raises an eyebrow. |
| [Mantsee] says: well i do Eyana |
| Thelenorith comforts Eyana. |
| Eyana agrees. |
| Alerac wants to chop down the damn duel flag. |
| Mantsee has fled from Eyana in a duel |
| Ingarath looks around. |
| Elaran looks mildly confused. |
| Meris breaks out of her daze for a moment and eyes Igarath. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| [Ingarath] says: Hmm, very quiet all of the sudden |
| Ingarath looks into the fire. |
| Dahla is still pretty baffled. |
| Eyana whispers to Mantsee, "I think nobody wants to follow our act!" |
| Alerac throws a rock at the back of Ingarath's head. |
| Ingarath rubs his head and winces. |
| Bodhran smiles at Wren. |
| [Ingarath] says: What was that for, you bloody.... |
| [Alerac] says: It was her! |
| Alerac points at Meris. |
| Ingarath grumbles. |
| Dahla nudges Geril in the ribs. |
| [Meris] says: Err... not me. |
| Thelenorith whispers to Eyana, "Who can possibly follow that?" |
| Eyana shrugs at Thelenorith. Who knows? |
| Geril grumbles, "Ow..." |
| [Meris] says: I wouldn't throw anything at Ingarath! |
| Edum leans into whisper to Geril, rather loudly,"Brother Geril, please share a story with us. |
| Dahla frowns at Geril. "Come on, you promised." |
| [Ingarath] says: Not even your dress, Meris...? |
| Veras raises an eyebrow |
| Geril grumbles, rising to his feet. |
| You laugh at Meris. |
| [Meris] says: Hmph... |
| Geril clears his throat. |
| You smirk slyly at Meris. |
| Wren smiles at Geril. |
| Meris crosses her arms. |
| Ingarath eyes Geril. |
| [Alerac] says: I'd go for the undergarments, man. |
| [Ingarath] says: You have something to share...? |
| Trinn looks up at Geril with a smile. |
| [Geril] says: I've got somethign to share. |
| [Thelenorith] says: Before you begin, I must excuse myself. |
| [Ingarath] says: Take care, then. |
| Thelenorith waves. |
| Eyana waves goodbye to Thelenorith. Farewell! |
| [Alerac] says: Take care, man. |
| Meris nods to Thelenorith. |
| [Geril] says: You'll have to pardon me,a s I don't have good storyu telling skills, but I do have a good story. I think. |
| Veras leans foward and steeples his fingers watching Geril |
| [Alerac] says: Does it involve undergarments and alcohol consumption? |
| [Meris] says: Doubtful. |
| [Geril] says: Anyhow, this is a story I recently told a friend of mine, a small orphan of stormwind. |
| Alerac grumbles about fires always going out again. |
| Bodhran thanks Alerac. |
| [Geril] says: Well, it goes like this: In the country, there is a small household. There is a family living there. Mother, father, and three small boys. |
| [Geril] says: The mother and father went out shopping one day, leaving the boys at home. |
| Meris watches Alerac pace up and down the log. |
| Alerac stares off into space, still lisenting. |
| Renate watches Meris watch Alerac pace up and down the log. |
| [Geril] says: Now, the boys were as rowdy as any other bunch of young boys, and they got into some toruble around the house. |
| [Geril] says: The Mother and father, upon coming home, found that the entire dishware cabinet had been knocked over, and had little grubby footprints all over it. |
| [Geril] says: Now, the father could tell it was one of the boys that did it. He gathered them all together to have a small talk. |
| [Geril] says: He looked at them all very sternly, and asked them who had knocked it over. |
| [Geril] says: All three of the boys were very silent about it. Nobody was going to admit tot hat. |
| Trinn smiles. |
| [Geril] says: Well, the father recalled a small trick he had seen in use before. A keen way of discovering who was guilty. |
| [Renate] says: Torture? |
| Meris grins wickedly at Renate. |
| [Geril] says: He sent them to their rooms, and went outside. He came back with three sticks of equal length in his hands. |
| Renate coughs in embarassment. |
| [Geril] says: He called them back out again, and had this explanation for them: |
| [Geril] says: "These three sticks," he said, holding them up, "Are the sticks of magic truth." |
| [Geril] says: "You will each hide one under your bed for the night. The sticks will feed upon the guilt of you, and grow in size." |
| [Geril] says: With that, he sent them to their rooms for the night without supper. (No, he wasn't being mean. The dishes were all broken.) |
| Renate giggles at Geril. |
| Dahla grins as she listens. |
| [Geril] says: The next morning, he called the boys out again. They each came, and handed their sticks over to the father. |
| [Geril] says: The father picked up the three sticks, and looked at them for a good long time. |
| [Geril] says: Hepulled out te two longest sticks, which were bothe the same size. |
| [Geril] says: He set them aside. |
| [Geril] says: He took the smallest one, looked at the boy who handed to him, and said: |
| [Geril] says: "I know you broke the cabinet. Go to your room. You other boys are free to play" |
| [Geril] says: As it turned out, the sticks were not magical at all. They were plain old sticks. The guilty boy, however,had cut his to hid his guilt. |
| Dahla grins, nodding along... she wonders if that trick will work on other people. |
| Elaran snickers at Great Goretusk. |
| [Geril] says: Later that day, the father went to the boy's room to talk to him. When he entered, the boy looked up to his father and asked: |
| [Geril] says: "Daddy, are you gonna punish me?" |
| [Geril] says: The father shook his head, and said, "No, I do not want to punish you." |
| [Geril] says: "I love you, and the most important thing for me is that you learned a lesson from this." |
| [Geril] says: With that, he let the boy go play again. The broken cabinet and dishes were a tragedy, but nothign compare to what he would feel if his son grew up to be dishonest. |
| Edum cheers at Geril! |
| Wren smiles at Geril. |
| Renate applauds at Geril. Bravo! |
| Geril bows down graciously. |
| Veras lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| Bodhran claps excitedly for Geril. |
| Wren applauds at Geril. Bravo! |
| [Ingarath] says: Hmmm. |
| Eyana claps excitedly for Geril. |
| Dahla beams and applauds. |
| Trinn smiles at Geril and claps. |
| [Renate] says: No women involved at all, huh? |
| Ninshubar claps excitedly for Geril. |
| Alerac applauds at Geril. Bravo! |
| Elaran claps excitedly for Geril. |
| [Renate] says: Geril is full of surprises. |
| [Edum] says: Great story, Brother Geril. |
| [Alerac] says: Heard it before, or a variation of it, but it was pretty good, man. |
| Ingarath 's eyes narrow as he considers something. |
| Edum leans over to pat a hand on Geril's shoulder. |
| [Geril] says: I'm sure the other version did involve women. |
| [Ingarath] says: With sticks. |
| [Renate] says: Three sticks of equal length... |
| [Renate] says: ...and one gets cut shorter? |
| Renate shivers in her boots. Chilling! |
| Dahla repeats with a smile, from earlier, "A story worth hearing is worth hearing twice." |
| Edum nods at Dahla. |
| [Renate] says: I'll be seeing you next week, I hope. Time for me to skeedaddle. |
| Eyana waves at Renate. |
| [Veras] says: Night Renate |
| Wren waves goodbye to Renate. Farewell! |
| Renate waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| [Elaran] says: Something I'm confused about. The only way the father knew was that the guilty boy cut the stick. It's not as though he confessed to doing it. |
| [Alerac] says: Take care, eh? |
| Elaran waves at Renate. |
| [Geril] says: Exactly. The boy learned that lying about it would not work in the end. |
| [Elaran] says: I don't know...he got away with nothing other than no dinner for a night, and no consequences beyond that. |
| Ingarath smiles at Elaran. |
| [Ingarath] says: As opposed to a night in the stockades? |
| Wren gives Ember a hug and scratches the pup around the neck |
| [Geril] says: Well, sometimes the weight of guilt is punishment enough. |
| Eyana agrees with Geril. |
| [Elaran] says: Not at all...but at least a stern lecture would be appropriate, hm? |
| [Edum] says: But, his father knew what he had done. The knowledge of that should help him chose more wisely later in life. |
| [Mantsee] says: well i must say this has been fun but alas i must leave |
| Alerac nods at Mantsee. |
| [Ingarath] says: Maybe he is not the type to learn from his mistakes? |
| [Mantsee] says: Eyana and I will return next week with something epic |
| You wave at Mantsee. |
| [Eyana] says: definitely! |
| Eyana waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| [Alerac] says: Then next time, INgarath, the father takes the three sticks and beats the kid. |
| Elaran looks pensive for a moment, then shrugs. |
| Trinn raises an eyebrow at Alerac. |
| Bodhran waves at Mantsee. |
| [Ingarath] says: Hm. |
| [Dahla] says: Three sticks tied in a bundle. |
| [Mantsee] says: yah! |
| [Alerac] says: Oh, no. That's the easy way out. |
| [Alerac] says: This is three sticks, set on fire. With nails. |
| [Ingarath] says: Oh, right. |
| Elaran stares Alerac down. |
| Edum smiles at Dahla, Trinn and Geril as he stands smoothly, "If you will excuse me, I will depart now." |
| [Ingarath] says: Obviously, you have to have flames. |
| Geril waves farewell to Edum. |
| Trinn looks up at Edum and smiles. |
| [Ingarath] says: Otherwise...what's the point? |
| Dahla smiles at Edum. |
| [Alerac] says: No point at all, says I. |
| [Trinn] says: Safe travels, Edum. |
| [Alerac] says: Take care, man. |
| Edum nods slightly before he bows. |
| Edum bows down graciously. |
| Veras waves at Edum. |
| Trinn stands to move closer to the fire. |
| [Alerac] says: Evenin, folks. |
| [Diamondheart] says: Greetings |
| [Saral] says: Hello all. |
| [Saral] says: Again. |
| A sly smirk spreads across Saral's face. |
| You wave at Saral. |
| Alerac throws another rock at the back of Ingarath's head. |
| Wren greets Saral with a hearty hello! |
| Elaran smiles at Saral. |
| Trinn smiles at Saral. |
| Ingarath winces. |
| Elaran smiles at Diamondheart. |
| [Geril] says: Hey Saral! |
| Diamondheart blushes. |
| Dahla gives Saral a small wave. |
| [Saral] says: Didn't see you guys! |
| Ingarath rubs his head, and asks softly, "Anyone else have something to say...?" |
| Veras laughs at Saral. |
| [Alerac] says: I do. |
| Saral tosses Wren a Pastry. |
| Alerac clears his throat. |
| [Dahla] says: ... Alerac, you always do. |
| [Dahla] says: Generally inappropriate things. |
| [Veras] says: Maybe you should learn how ot make longer fires? |
| [Alerac] says: And maybe you should learn to shaddup. |
| Saral grins wickedly at Veras. |
| [Veras] says: Tsk, tsk; so witty Alerac |
| [Elaran] says: It might not, if you kept a watch on them, instead of selecting rocks to throw... |
| Wren catches the pastry with a look of surprise |
| [Alerac] says: Hey, I'm not throwing rocks. |
| [Alerac] says: That was totally Veras. |
| [Alerac] says: Now could trust the sneaky bastard. |
| Veras mumbles something about Alerac and lies |
| Dahla watches Geril, baffled. |
| Geril looks over to Veras, "Good evening, Sir." |
| Trinn watches Geril curiously. |
| Veras looks to Geril and nods |
| [Elaran] says: I see...and they just happened to leave your hand because he was controlling you, eh? |
| [Veras] says: Good Eve |
| Dahla sighs and starts checking her field kit to make sure she's fully stocked with bandages. |
| Geril smiles, "Just thought I'd stop over and see how you're doing. You looked rather lonely." |
| [Alerac] says: I would also like to note that my fire was well placed, while Saral's almost hit Ingarath. |
| [Saral] says: He looked cold. |
| [Veras] says: Mmmm? Hah, well this side of the fire is a bit desolate, yes |
| Trinn grins at Saral. |
| [Geril] says: Cold, lonely, dark... |
| [Elaran] says: Can't imagine why. |
| Ingarath raises an eyebrow. |
| [Alerac] says: Or, you know, cold, kinda alone, and sorta unlighted. |
| [Geril] says: What you need is a good few minutes in the light of faith, my friend. |
| [Alerac] says: Don't have to be so extreme about it, man. |
| [Alerac] says: ARE YOU COMING ONTO HIM?! |
| Veras simply smiles to himself and leans back |
| [Diamondheart] says: Faith? Now wha be faith? |
| Elaran rolls her eyes at Alerac. |
| Dahla just buries her face in her palms and waits for little bits of Geril to start raining down. |
| [Saral] says: ...Geril... |
| [Diamondheart] says: We hear ah lot o'talk bout tha.. But, thare be many tha do nay know wha Faith truly be. |
| [Veras] says: First off, you are a fool Alerac, and as for the light Geril, I don't like religions based on power |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| [Alerac] says: I swear, he's making a move on Veras. |
| Elaran cackles maniacally at the situation. |
| Geril wraps his arms around Veras, "See... You need to open youself up to the light. Realize it's not about power, but friends and family." |
| [Alerac] says: Case in point. |
| [Veras] says: The 'Light' Started when a cult of highborn elves formed the Sunwell, and were fearful for their lives due to the twisted form of their magics |
| Dahla just... watches... Geril hug Veras. |
| [Veras] says: The 'Virtues' are just excuses for them to gather so they didn't kill eachother off while they drew demons into this world |
| [Geril] says: Ah, that is the light of the old. The light is now carried on through our hearts, hsaring it with those we love. |
| Trinn turns to give Dahla a stunned look. |
| Veras turns half an eye to Geril |
| Saral raises an eyebrow. |
| [Diamondheart] says: How many carry tha light in their hearts these days? |
| [Veras] says: Good.... to know? |
| Saral whispers to Dahla. |
| Ingarath grins at Alerac. |
| Alerac shrugs. Who knows? |
| Veras simply raises one eyebrow |
| Geril reaches his other arm around Veras, completing the hug, "Well, it's good to know you understand!" |
| [Alerac] says: If you try to hug me, Ingarath, I'll hit you with the fishin pole. |
| [Elaran] says: I carry it in my mind, and in my voice, and in purification. |
| [Ingarath] says: That was not exactly what I had in mind. |
| [Geril] says: So, friend Veras, now that you are sharing the light with me,will you join us for services? I'd like you to see for yourself all the love the light has for everyone. |
| Veras looks down at Geril's arm, face impassive as he then looks to Geril and tilts his head, a look somewhere between confusion and apprehension on his face |
| [Alerac] says: Does anyone have a bucket of cold water? |
| [Geril] says: Believe me, friend, the light holds lots of love for you. |
| Ingarath chuckles. |
| Elaran giggles at Alerac. |
| Trinn buries her face in her hands. |
| [Veras] says: Geril.... before my brain kicks in and realizes what you are doing; I suggest you returnt o your side of the fire |
| Diamondheart sits quietly. Chin down. |
| [Ingarath] says: What's the matter, Veras, you don't like talking about feelings? |
| Edum sighs softly with a shake of his head as he sits back down. |
| [Saral] says: Hey Edum. |
| Geril rubs Veras' back, "That's okay, friend, I understand. The power of light in my love may just be too much for you. That's okay." |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| Dahla just... stares. |
| Diamondheart frowns. |
| Alerac laughs. |
| Dahla my be broken. |
| Alerac breaks into hysterics. |
| [Ingarath] says: ...Well. |
| Veras looks to Ingarath a wicked look on his face as me moves to say something then stops and looks back to Geril, grinding his teeth a bit |
| Alerac laughs. |
| Saral raises *both* eyebrows* |
| [Alerac] says: HAHAH! LOVE IS IN THE AIR, FOLKS! |
| Elaran grins wickedly at Alerac. |
| Wren stifles a grin and hastily takes a sip of her drink |
| Wren looks tipsy. |
| Ingarath speaks in a dull, monotonous voice. |
| [Ingarath] says: Yes. Whee. Happiness. |
| [Diamondheart] says: Love tis wha seperates tha light, from tha Light.. Tha dark from tha Dark.. |
| Edum bows before Saral. |
| Veras sucks on his teeth and seems to be contomplating something |
| Alerac laughs. |
| [Edum] says: Greetings, M'lady Saral. |
| Elaran hugs Alerac. |
| [Saral] says: ... |
| Elaran giggles at Alerac. |
| Ingarath blinks at the agile gnome. |
| [Dahla] says: So, uh... |
| [Saral] says: Drop the title. |
| Alerac laughs. |
| [Saral] says: Seriously. |
| [Alerac] says: Just dont' go talkin about the light, eh? |
| [Saral] says: No point in it, eh? |
| [Dahla] says: ... oh, look. the fire's out. |
| [Geril] says: Veras, my friend, my lightwill shine on oyu always! Do not fear! |
| [Alerac] says: I win. |
| Veras looks to Geril a smile now on his face |
| Diamondheart greets Elaran warmly. |
| Saral smiles at Meris. |
| Elaran smiles at Diamondheart. |
| [Edum] says: Sorry, M'lady Saral, it is my habit. |
| Ingarath looks into the sky. |
| Meris nods to Saral. |
| [Saral] says: Haven't seen you for QUITE awhile, Meris. |
| Saral 's eyetwitches. |
| Meris raises an eyebrow at Saral. |
| [Saral] says: ...Work on it, Edum? Nothing personal. |
| [Meris] says: I've been around... here and there... |
| [Meris] says: You could find me if you knew my favorite places. |
| Meris winks slyly at Saral. |
| Veras taps his fingers against the ground |
| [Veras] says: So... any more *tales* for the night? |
| [Alerac] says: So. Veras and Geril. Hooking up round behind the Cathedral tonight? |
| [Saral] says: Yeah, but I haven't the opportunity to chat much. But I digress. |
| Edum sighs with a shake of his head, "Sorry, M'lady Saral, it will stay until you prove otherwise that you are unworthy of it." |
| Elaran cackles maniacally at Alerac. |
| Wren seems to be sobering up. |
| Trinn watches for another twitch from Saral. |
| Ingarath shivers severely, waving his hands as if to dispell that thought. |
| [Elaran] says: Light and dark, all mixed up to balance the world. |
| Veras chews on the bottom part of his lip and looks to Alerac |
| Alerac grins wickedly at Veras. |
| [Veras] says: Hey Alerac, that blood finally get off your dagger? |
| [Alerac] says: Hmm? What dagger? |
| [Alerac] says: I don't use daggers. |
| [Geril] says: I have much light I would love to shine upon him. |
| Dahla is going to need a drink. A very, very strong one. That gets refilled. A lot. |
| [Elaran] says: It ought to be a poem, a tale of the forbidden love of a priest, and the forbidden lusts of a warlock. |
| Veras lets the edge of his mouth curl into a smile |
| [Veras] says: Oh, you ran her through with a sword then, my mistake |
| Saral looks like she is about to kill Geril. |
| [Alerac] says: An old man and a young man, united by the...light... |
| [Diamondheart] says: Oh, tha sounds quite tha torrid tale.. |
| Alerac coughs a bit, then shrugs. |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| Elaran giggles. |
| Meris between Alerac and Veras, |
| Veras turns away from Alerac and gazes across the fire |
| Ingarath holds in his laughter, shaking. |
| Geril waves merrily to Veras through the fire. |
| Dahla offers Veras a timid smile and a helpless shrug. |
| Alerac recouperates after a bit then resumes smiling. |
| [Alerac] says: Name your first kid after me, eh? |
| [Saral] says: Hi Anne. |
| Ingarath puts on a mask. |
| Elaran cackles maniacally at Alerac. |
| [Diamondheart] says: Ah do nay 'ave tales such as tha tah tell. Ah am sorry tah dissappoint..All ah ave in me head are shadows. |
| Saral eyes you up and down. |
| Annemarie waves at Saral. |
| [Saral] says: ...What's that? |
| Meris feels like she wandered into the middle of way too much seething tension. |
| [Ingarath] says: What's what? |
| Veras seems lost in thought for a bit then shrugs, leaning back again |
| [Elaran] says: Tell us a tale then, lady dwarf...shadows are the literature of our time. |
| Ingarath grins at Saral. |
| [Diamondheart] says: Thare was ah request fer ah tale o'torrid romance. Love forbidden. |
| [Diamondheart] says: Ah do nay know aught o |
| Wren stands, brushing a few leaves from her pants |
| [Diamondheart] says: tha tales o'tha type. |
| Bodhran offers his hand to Wren |
| You wave at Wren. |
| Wren takes Bodhran's hand with a smile |
| [Alerac] says: Gettup, old man. |
| [Diamondheart] says: Ah know tha thare be war. Ah see tha shadows tha pull us one way an another. Bu ah do nay know how tah relate it in ah grand way. |
| [Elaran] says: Someday, I want to hear tales of forests growing tall...of children playing in the fields of Westfall without fear. Of my home restored. |
| Ingarath raises an eyebrow. |
| [Bodhran] says: I must depart for the eve, thank you allf or sharing your tales with me once more tonight. May the rest of your eve be blessed and interesting |
| Bodhran bows down graciously. |
| Edum offers Anne a faint smile, before he glances back across the fires. |
| You wave at Bodhran. |
| Elaran waves at Bodhran. |
| Alerac asks you to wait. |
| Diamondheart waves goodbye to Bodhran. Farewell! |
| [Edum] says: Greetings, M'lady Annemarie. |
| [Wren] says: Good nite everyone, have a pleasant evening |
| [Alerac] says: Ah, there we are. |
| [Alerac] says: Take care, man. |
| [Rook] says: Uh, whit fer? |
| Rook hugs Meris. |
| [Rook] says: Hai lass. |
| Meris whispers to Rook, "Evening..." |
| [Saral] says: Lots of hugging tonight. |
| Saral eyes Trinn up and down. |
| Saral shrugs. Who knows? |
| Trinn looks over at Saral. |
| Saral hugs Trinn. |
| Geril leans over and gives Saral a giant bear hug. |
| Trinn shrugs. |
| Alerac inches away from Ingarath. |
| Annemarie sighs and lays out on the grass, pulling off some of her extra armor.. |
| Ingarath whispers to Alerac, "After they hug you, they replace your brain...." |
| Diamondheart looks distracted. As if listening to voices in her head... |
| Ingarath shivers. |
| Trinn grins, watching Saral. |
| [Ingarath] says: Well! Now that we're all just sitting here quietly. |
| Saral grins wickedly at Alerac. |
| Annemarie leans over and whispers to dahla. |
| Alerac brandishes hsi fishing pole. |
| Ingarath looks up. |
| [Ingarath] says: Careful, miss, he's a savage with that pole. |
| Trinn turns to watch the show on the log. |
| Saral walks over with outstreched arms and huge smirk |
| Meris smirks at Saral and Alerac. |
| [Alerac] says: Bah! |
| [Elaran] says: Shadows of wars gone, old hatreds looking for excuses to run rampant. And here we sit...listening to tales, keeping the fires *cough* and hearts warmed. |
| Saral hugs Alerac. |
| Alerac grumbles to himself. |
| Edum quirks a brow quizically as he watches Saral. |
| Saral grins wickedly at Alerac. |
| [Elaran] says: ...I said, "keeping the fires warm..." |
| [Alerac] says: THE FIRE! |
| Diamondheart smiles at Elaran. |
| You clap excitedly for Alerac. |
| Elaran thanks Alerac. |
| Diamondheart is quite impressed. |
| Dahla would giggle, but she thinks her brain may be broken still. |
| [Alerac] says: What? |
| [Alerac] says: It was my tree first. |
| Ingarath removes his mask. |
| [Ingarath] says: Is that so...? |
| [Alerac] says: I'll fight you for it. |
| [Ingarath] says: Oh, you had to just go and jump to that! |
| [Alerac] says: Yeah. NO HUGGING. |
| [Ingarath] says: We couldn't have some sort of witty conversation on the log, no - it's just straight to get the hell off. |
| Saral cackles maniacally at the situation. |
| [Alerac] says: Alright... |
| [Ingarath] says: I'll fight you for the pole, under certain conditions. |
| [Alerac] says: Your mother was a hampster and you father smelt of elderberries. |
| Diamondheart looks over and frowns. |
| Dahla shakes her head, finally laughing quietly. |
| Ingarath produces a document and passes it to Alerac. |
| [Alerac] says: Oy! I aint givin up me pole! |
| [Alerac] says: It's a twelve incher! |
| [Saral] says: ... |
| Diamondheart laughs. |
| Ingarath slaps his head. |
| Edum shrugs slightly as he stands slowly, bowing to his guildmates,"I need a drink, forgive me. I am going to depart and I will be at the falls if you need me." |
| [Ingarath] says: Fine....then I counter with.... |
| [Diamondheart] says: Since when is tha twelve inches? |
| [Elaran] says: You know, I do believe this is the first time I've seen two men fighting over a pole...and only one pole, at that. |
| Ingarath brandishes a skinning knife. |
| Trinn smiles and waves at Edum. |
| [Alerac] says: you call that a knife? |
| [Alerac] says: This, is a knife! |
| Alerac brandishes a spoon. |
| [Meris] says: (( ENUF with the bad movie lines! )) |
| Meris waits for the obvious joke. |
| [Ingarath] says: So...is this the part where I cut you? |
| Ingarath thinks. |
| [Alerac] says: Nope. This is the part where I |
| Alerac points over yonder. |
| Ingarath looks. |
| Trinn watches Alerac bolt away. |
| Ingarath turns around. |
| [Ingarath] says: Hey! |
| [Trinn] says: Huh. |
| [Veras] says: Slick |
| Saral laughs. |
| [Ingarath] says: He's pretty clever for a warlock! |
| [Meris] says: Too slow, Ingarath. |
| Diamondheart looks about, shrugs. |
| [Ingarath] says: Clearly, we must surrender immediately. |
| [Meris] says: For a warlock? |
| [Dahla] says: He runs pretty fast, too... |
| [Ingarath] says: Hmf. |
| Ingarath pats the log appreciately. |
| Meris smirks slyly at you. |
| [Meris] says: At least you got your log back. |
| [Elaran] says: That little spat sums up why humans make no sense. |
| [Dahla] says: ... I need a drink. |
| Trinn nods at Dahla. |
| [Ingarath] says: I was more than happy to share the log, but no. |
| [Ingarath] says: Uh oh. |
| [Ingarath] says: You've got a hat now. |
| [Alerac] says: Hmm? I don't know you, man. |
| [Dahla] says: Don't be silly, Ingarath... |
| Diamondheart rummages in her bags. Sighs... Sorry Lady ah ave none. |
| [Dahla] says: It can't be him. |
| [Alerac] says: I'm Guy Incognito. |
| [Dahla] says: Warlocks don't own stupid hats. |
| [Ingarath] says: What? Who said that? |
| [Meris] says: You're not fooling anyone. |
| [Saral] says: Fight! Fight! Fight! |
| Elaran stares at Alerac. |
| [Alerac] says: of course not. Cause I'm still Guy Incognito. |
| Rook rises to beat the sense out of Alerac. |
| Veras looks rather bored |
| [Rook] says: Wait...et were nae there i' the first place. |
| Ingarath throws a copper coin at Veras. |
| Trinn wordlessly hands Dahla some port. |
| Geril looks at Veras happily. |
| [Alerac] says: Erm..what wasnt'? |
| Dahla glances up at Trinn with a relieved smile. |
| Veras snatches the coin out of the air and absentmindedly tosses it back at Ingarath |
| [Veras] says: Not in the mood Ingarath |
| Ingarath raises an eyebrow. |
| [Alerac] says: Bah. Crazy elf lady who's name I dont' know, not being anyone any of you know. |
| Meris whispers something to Veras. |
| [Ingarath] says: Well. |
| Ingarath clears his throat. |
| Veras grumbles |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you all for coming. |
| Trinn looks up at the log. |
| [Ingarath] says: It was a pleasure hearing you, as always. |
| Diamondheart turns her head slowly. |
| [Dahla] says: It was a... uh... great night, Ingarath. Always... interesting... |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| You shrug at Dahla. Who knows? |
| [Diamondheart] says: So, wha be tha normal time tah gather? Much earlier ah recall.. |
| [Ingarath] says: It is what is. |
| [Alerac] says: Eight o'clock. |
| [Meris] says: Usually 8, but we tend to start late. |
| Diamondheart lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. |
| [Elaran] says: And thanks once again to you, Ingarath...for being here to listen, and being here to herd us. |