Darkly Cute

Notes: Log by Cordir. Date: 4-4-2011, 6:04pm. Primary participants: Cordir, Zeo, Isolas, Ink

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Zeo arrives from the north.

Zeo looks at Cordir.
Zeo whistles appreciatively.
Zeo says (in common), 'hot stuff'.
Zeo winks suggestively at Cordir.

>Desc:

The Lady Weaver stands Incarnate before you, Her ebon eyes as clear and empty
as obsidian.  An unfelt wind stirs Her hair, making it ebb and flow, a shroud 
to veil Her person.  There is something shuttered and hollow, some sense that 
all is not right about Her. She turns Her attention to you, your intent stare
having drawn Her notice, and the wind rises. You feel your sense of self slip 
away beneath the weight of that barren gaze:  for what is self, but memories, 
dreams and hopes? 

>EQ:
You are using:
<used as light>     (Weak magic) (Dancing) ancient ebon flames 
<worn on finger>    (Moderate magic) the Band of the Stormreaver
<worn on finger>    (Moderate magic) the Band of the Stormreaver
<worn on body>      (Moderate magic) an austere robe of black spidersilk 
<worn about waist>  (Moderate magic) a narrow belt of braided black spidersilk 
<wielded>           (Moderate magic) a bloodstained pair of embroidery scissors
<held>              (Powerful magic) a Staff of Fear 
<worn with pride>   the Ebon Sigil Odegra 
<worn with pride>   (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen 

Cordir's eyebrow slowly rises. 'Are you completely insane?'

Cordir tells her fellow immortals, "Someone come kill this mortal. Or I may have to."

Zeo says (in common), 'i just appreciate beauty thats all'.
Zeo grins evilly.

Cordir tells her fellow immortals, 'he's whistling at me and calling me 'hot stuff. Clearly, he has been bitten by a rabid bat or something."

Isolas steps out of the shadows.
Isolas says, 'Which one?'.

Cordir points at Zeo accusingly.
Cordir says, 'that one.'.

Ink gasps as he realizes what Zeo did.

Isolas grits his teeth and fumes with rage.

Zeo sits down and thinks deeply.
Zeo says (in common), 'what'd i do'.

Ink says (in common), 'you know what you did, young man'.

Cordir says, 'I am Weaver Incarnate.'.
Cordir says, 'I am not 'Hot stuff.
Cordir says, 'I am ancient and filled with rage.'.
Cordir says, 'I am not the stuff of flirtations.'.

Zeo sits down and thinks deeply.
Zeo says (in common), 'well, you had me fooled!'.

Cordir says, 'good that you have come to your senses.'.

Spooky nods in recognition to Ink.

Isolas steps back into the shadows.

Zeo says (in common), 'i like my women sulky and brooding'.

Ink laughs at Cordir mercilessly. Hmmmmph.
Ink pats Cordir on her back.
Ink says (in common), 'nice try'.

Cordir says, 'Ah, that would not be me. I am creepy and foreboding.'.

Zeo sits down and thinks deeply.
Zeo says (in common), 'that's even sexier'.

Zeo winks at Cordir slyly. "I'll see YOU later"
Zeo leaves north.

Cordir gossips, 'Someone fetch me Alecto. I need to hire her for another assassination.'.

Boromir gossips, 'zara is better :)'.

Zeo gossips (in common), 'who are you assassinatin' ?'.

Ink gossips (in common), 'good luck to her :P'.

Cordir gossips, 'Yes, but Zara had rude personal habits. Alecto was more amenable.'.

Zeo arrives from the north.
Zeo grins evilly.

Boromir gossips, 'zara was efficent :)'.

Cordir points at Zeo accusingly.
Cordir says, 'keeeel him, Swarf.'.

Zeo says (in common), 'she's a cutie ain't she'.
Zeo winks suggestively.

Zeo says (in common), 'all dark and sulky-like'.

Zeo gossips (in common), 'Natilena! Come here!'
Zeo gossips (in common), 'I want to get a look at you. compare you to cordir. see which of you is cuter! :)'.

Natilena gossips, 'me of course. she's grumpy'.

Zeo gossips (in common), 'you are an elf after all. kind of have the advantage.'.

Natilena winks suggestively at you.

Cordir gossips, 'Agreed. Natilena is far more cute than I. I am not cute.'.

Cordir gossips, 'I'm creepy and brooding.'.

Gwyrdain gossips (in common), '...'.

Zeo gossips (in common), 'well, i disagree. you're cute in a dark kind of way'.

Cordir gossips, 'I AM NOT DARKLY CUTE.'.

Zeo gossips (in common), 'how about cutely dark?'.

Cordir gossips, 'No.'.

Zeo gossips (in common), 'so...if i sacrifice my next kill to you...would that gain me favor? :)'.

Tokugawa gossips, 'being respectful might'.

Zeo gossips (in common0, 'Doesn't sound very exciting.'

Tokugawa gossips, 'dying is exciting, briefly'.

Zeo gossips (in common), 'a little too brief for my tastes'.

### [Ridley says (in common), 'its a shame. We could kill people beautifully if you wern't a dastardly swarf']
Cordir gossips, 'QUOTABLE'.

Ink gossips (in common), 'haha'.