(this log is from clue's point of view, and's been edited just a little)

DarkClaw says (in common), 'And what of sorrow, Lady?'.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'hmph'.

Lanfear looks at Cordir.

Tranquility stands up.

Tranquility rests.

Lanfear nods in recognition to DarkClaw.

Your description:
.
The form of an ancient elf stands before you, lithe and strong. Her eyes
are bright and wise, filled with wonderous stories to liven a thousand
gloomy campside nights. While many scars mark the pale canvas of her skin,
she has a comfortable beauty about her, and you recognize the glow that
comes from self-confidence and knowledge.

Removing the battered helm from her head, her long red hair flows down,
bound in a tight braid to prevent undue ruffling by hands prompted by
Mischief.  Her demeanor is quiet, though wisdom and experience are readily
apparent to the onlooker. There is something about her, though, that speaks
joy renewed, overflowing like a river in the spring released from the
grip of winter. Her hand creeps up and cups a heart-shaped locket kept
safely tucked beneath the collar of her mail. "Rigel," she whispers, and
her expression floods with a bliss that is almost painful to witness.
"Perhaps it was Chance that took him from me, but Fate brought him back."
she murmurs (in old common). "We are one, again, and my heart is full."


You sigh.

Cordir says, 'Please forgive me a moment...'.

You rest.

Tranquility nods in recognition to Cordir.

DarkClaw nods.

Cordir listens to a distant voice, and a wind rises up.

Lanfear shivers uncomfortably.

Lanfear glares around her.

A chill breeze flows through the garden, and the air seems to darken.

Tranquility watches carefully.

You shiver.

Several of the perfect crimson blooms fade and wither.

Their petals fall, one by one, like dark, bloody rain.

Whitehawk bounces onto Lanfear's lap.

A presence has entered the room.

Someone says, 'My time here is not long.'.

DarkClaw raises an eyebrow.

Tranquility blinks.

Lanfear looks around.

Tranquility nods, uncertainly.

DarkClaw says (in common), 'Who are you?'.

Someone says, 'I was drifting in the void, as I often do.'.

Tranquility raises an eyebrow.

Tranquility says (in common), 'Ahhhh'.

Tranquility lowers her eyes with a smile.

Lanfear says (in common), 'do I smell.. fangs?'.

Lanfear grins mischievously.

A small drop of sanguine blood forms on the floor... then evaporates.

Lanfear nods.

Someone says, 'I had a name.  You would recognize it if I spoke it.'.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'ahhh.... Cannon-fodder!'.

Someone grins evilly.

Cordir blinks at ptarchyzk's temerity.

Tranquility ftells, 'Ptarchyzk is Satan'.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'what?? it WAS one of them...'.

Tranquility ftells, 'I am sure of it'.

Lanfear ftells, 'lets stomp the atheist! :P'.

Someone says, 'I find now that I need not mention it to those who would 
already recognize it.'.

Lanfear ftells, '*snicker*'.

Someone says, 'And have no desire to mention it to those who would not.'.

Cordir sinks into a low, deferential curtsey.

Lanfear grins mischievously.

DarkClaw utters the words, 'hfjz gzzuio'.

A wind picks up and a leaf dances in a dustdevil, animated by some force.

Tranquility says (in common), 'It is a pleasure, as always'.

Someone says, 'As I said, I was drifting in the void.'.

Someone says, 'And felt something call to me.'.

Khore has granted you the ability to see him when he is invis.

The Sanctuary of Fate
[Exits: north]
The breathtaking loveliness of a midnight shadowed garden embraces you. The
night sky is filled with stars... no, not stars, but strands of light which
shimmer at the edges of sight. The soft call of unseen birds provides sweet
melody to please the ear and the low hoot of an owl echoes out of the trees.
A thick tangle of web-shrouded briar roses marks the boundaries of the area
and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness.
Here and there, care has been taken to create gathering places in the glade,
from an intimate nook of soft, thick moss beneath a veiling willow tree, to
a low, gentle dell where a large group could rest in comfort. Each cardinal
point is marked by its own unique archway. Ebon flames beckon within a trio
of them, and the fourth is sealed by an enormous spiderweb. At the heart of
the clearing is a large round seal of orichalcum.
A small weaving loom is barely visible amidst the trees.
(Intense Light Cyan Aura) [GS] Cordir is here.
(Invis 73) (Intense Dark Red Aura) [GS] Khore is here.
Ptarchyzk is resting here.
Tranquility is resting here.
DarkClaw is here.
Lanfear is resting here.


Khore says, 'One among your number dances on the edge.'.

You shiver.

DarkClaw blinks.

Tranquility turns and glances at Clue.

Ptarchyzk scoots back into the middle of his hammock.

Tranquility turns back to the voice, looking shocked.

Khore says, 'Behold:'.


You find yourself transported to a sea cliff.

Lanfear whistles appreciatively.

Soft salty winds and the cry of gulls in the far off distance are your only 
company.

Tranquility stands up.

Lanfear inhales a deep breath of salty air.

It is twilight.

Nyx steps back from the cliff, remembering.

Tranquility gazes down, lost in a moment.

The sun threatens to set any second.

Lanfear whines annoyingly. Why don't you slap her?

A lady of finesse and grace stands perched on the cliff.

The meandering leaf dances towards Clue.

A vampire steps from the darkness behind Clue, his cape covering her.

Khore grins evilly.

Lanfear grins mischievously.

Khore says, 'You have walked long in the sun, Clue.'.

Khore says, 'I knew you awhile, and we have been friends.'.

You nod in recognition to him.

Khore says, 'Turn back and play in the fields of your youth.'.

Khore says, 'And the sun will rise tomorrow.'.

Ptarchyzk raises an eyebrow.

Khore says, 'And I will be a shadow, and my gift, a fleeting memory.'.

Khore says, 'Dive over the cliff, and I will grant you wings.'.

You stand up.

Tranquility blinks.

Khore says, 'You will hear the night song that you have slumbered through.'.

DarkClaw blinks.

Lanfear looks at you.

Khore says, 'But you will never see the sun as you saw it yesterday, ever 
again.'.

Cordir turns away from those present, watching a Thread upon the loom 
intently.

Lanfear hugs you.

You shiver.


The Fuchsia thread within the Pattern trembles.

Clue takes a step toward the cliffedge.


The silvery-green Thread that entwines it seems to lose it's grasp...

Lanfear shudders from the sheer thought of it.

DarkClaw watches Clue intently.

Tranquility watches in open-mouthed silence.

Clue opens her arms wide, and seems poised on the brink of Eternity.


A wind rises once more, blowing her long hair back from her body, almost 
cloak-like.

Cordir turns to Lanfear, answering her prayers, and murmurs, "I cannot make 
this choice for her."

Lanfear mutters angrily to herself.

Clue takes a step back, pauses, then races for the edge, diving into the 
night sky.

A shadow glides underneath Clue's falling body and lifts her up, bringing 
her back to the edge.

Lanfear screams loudly!

Khore says, 'I would never let you fall.'.

Lanfear sighs in relief.

A shadow embraces her, sending a lock of her hair pure white... a reminder.

Khore says, 'I am bound to you in a way I can hardly remember.'.

Khore says, 'You will never walk alone.'.

Khore says, 'You will see the moon as you have seen the Sun.'.

Clue smiles to herself.

Lanfear grins mischievously.

Khore says, 'You will thirst for the moonrise, and the dusk of a new 
night.'.

Khore says, 'You must forgive them, Clue.'.

Khore says, 'They will not understand.'.

Khore says, 'Save Cirth.'.

Lanfear stops using a katana.
Lanfear wields (Emanating light) Dawn, Submission of the Dark .

Tranquility blinks.

Lanfear raises an eyebrow.

Lanfear snickers softly.

Cordir says, 'Lanfear, sheathe that blade NOW.'.

Lanfear stops using (Emanating light) Dawn, Submission of the Dark .
Lanfear wields a katana.

Tranquility wraps her wings around herself, supressing a sudden 
understanding.

Khore says, 'If you yearn for your past life...'.

Khore says, 'Seek the scribe's council.'.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'am I witnessing the birth of another 
Darkling?'.

Khore says, 'He went through it once... your new pains are old scars for 
him.'.

Khore hugs you.

Khore kisses you.

Khore gives you the mark of the Vampire.

You wear the mark of the Vampire around your neck.

Khore says, 'And I...'.

Khore says, 'I am in the wind of night.'.

Khore says, 'And in the rain of twilight.'.

Khore says, 'Lift your voice, and I will answer...'.

Cordir touches the pale scars upon her own throat, and remembers a Kiss 
given long ago.

And as soon as it came... the presence departs...

Lanfear smiles happily.

Lanfear looks at you.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'excellent.'.

Cordir rises quickly and enfolds Clue in a hug.

Cordir looks at you.

Lanfear squeezes you fondly.

DarkClaw whispers, "Excuse me..."

DarkClaw leaves north.

Cordir ftells, 'Star, are you all right?'.

Lanfear says (in common), 'you can see her changing'.

Lanfear whistles appreciatively.

Tranquility nods.

DarkClaw ftells, 'I don't know...'.

Nyx looks at you.

Tranquility steps backwards, looking shocked at herself.

Tranquility looks at you.

Cordir ftells, 'Shadow-Mine, would you please see if Star is alright?'.

Lanfear looks at Tranquility.

Cordir looks at you.

Ptarchyzk looks at you.

Lanfear looks at you.

DarkClaw ftells, 'I'll be fine.'.

Khore utters the words, 'fido'.

Lanfear looks at you.

Tranquility looks at you.

Your description is:
.
The drawn, white complexion of sorrow and sleepless nights mourning
is still visible upon the face of the ancient elf who stands before
you, but it is the paleness of undeath that brings the true depth
of pallor to her cheeks.  Her dark emerald eyes, still ringed with
crimson from tears shed, see more deeply now, dilated in pain at the
brilliant light of your torch.  Crimson lips that once knew only a
smile or a kind word are now stained with a new source of color.
Ever graceful with elven slenderness, she seems almost ghostlike,
ephemeral, as if a strong wind could blow her away. She is despair,
loss, anguish... death.


You are Clue, blood-daughter to Lord Khore. [Cordir]

Ptarchyzk looks at you.

Clue takes a deep breath, then faints.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'interesting'.

Lanfear looks at you.

Nyx checks on your health.

Lanfear comforts you.

Tranquility looks at you.

Lanfear hugs you.


The Sanctuary of Fate
[Exits: north]
The breathtaking loveliness of a midnight shadowed garden embraces you. The
night sky is filled with stars... no, not stars, but strands of light which
shimmer at the edges of sight. The soft call of unseen birds provides sweet
melody to please the ear and the low hoot of an owl echoes out of the trees.
A thick tangle of web-shrouded briar roses marks the boundaries of the area
and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness.
Here and there, care has been taken to create gathering places in the glade,
from an intimate nook of soft, thick moss beneath a veiling willow tree, to
a low, gentle dell where a large group could rest in comfort. Each cardinal
point is marked by its own unique archway. Ebon flames beckon within a trio
of them, and the fourth is sealed by an enormous spiderweb. At the heart of
the clearing is a large round seal of orichalcum.
A small weaving loom is barely visible amidst the trees.
(Intense Light Cyan Aura) [GS] Cordir is here.
(Invis 73) (Intense Dark Red Aura) [GS] Khore is here.
Ptarchyzk is resting here.
Tranquility is here.
Lanfear is resting here.

You curtsey to Khore.

You say (in old-common), 'm'Lord, my blood-father'.


You are using:
[used as light]     (Glowing) a war banner
[worn on finger]    the colorless turquoise ring
[worn on finger]    the polished pewter ring
[worn around neck]  the mark of the Vampire
[worn around neck]  the glittering turquoise amulet
[worn on body]      a scale mail shirt
[worn on head]      a scale mail helmet
[worn on legs]      a pair of banded mail leggings
[worn on feet]      a pair of banded mail boots
[worn on hands]     a pair of platinum gauntlets
[worn on arms]      a pair of ring mail sleeves
[worn as shield]    a large iron shield
[worn about body]   a banded mail sash
[worn about waist]  a scale mail girth
[worn around wrist] the grim golden bracelet
[worn around wrist] a chromium bracer
[wielded]           (Humming) a Mourning Star
[worn with pride]   (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen
[worn with pride]   a cloth baldric, draped over the shoulder


Clue stands tall (well, as tall as she can) and kisses Lord Khore lightly.

Lanfear smiles happily.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'well. '.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'I'm impressed'.

Lanfear looks at you.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'havn't seen that before.'.

Tranquility says (in common), 'Neither had I'.

Tranquility rests.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'does this mean that clue is single again?'.

Lanfear rolls her eyes.

Ptarchyzk smirks.

Tranquility blinks at Ptarchyzk, seemingly stunned.

Cordir glares at Ptarchyzk.

Cordir says, 'So... do you troll at funerals, too, Ptar?'.

Cordir arches an eyebrow inquisitively.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'not at all.'.

Lanfear tells you (in common), 'Like I told Cirth, my blood id yours.. if 
you ever desire it'.

Hornblower tells you (in common), 'boo'.

You curtsey to Lanfear.

Lanfear nods in recognition to you.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'those black dresses really aren't my idea of 
interesting'.

Ptarchyzk hugs you.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'aside from the wit.. sorry to see Rigel gone'.

Lanfear sighs loudly.

Tranquility nods in recognition to Ptarchyzk.

Lanfear nods.

Lanfear squeezes you fondly.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'but this goth look is.. you!'.

Ptarchyzk smiles happily.

Cordir says, 'Ptarchyzk, dear.... '.

Cordir looks at you.

Cordir hugs you.

You hug Cordir.

Cordir whispers, 'Hush, sneak.'

Ptarchyzk sighs loudly.

Ptarchyzk stands up.

Cordir nods in recognition to you.

Tranquility gazes at the Tapestry for a moment.

You say (in old-common), 'thanks for being here for me (to no-one in 
particular)'.

Nyx nods in recognition to you.

Tranquility nods in recognition to you.

Tranquility says (in common), 'We are family, Clue'.

Lanfear nods in recognition to Tranquility.

Cordir nods in recognition to Tranquility.

Lanfear says (in common), 'My blood is yours'.

Your eyes tingle.

You thank Lanfear heartily.

Lanfear hugs you.

Tranquility shivers violently.

Lanfear stands up.

You say (in old-common), 'it shouldn't come to that, at least for a while'.

Lanfear nods.

Lanfear says (in common), 'take your time'.

Lanfear grins mischievously.

Tranquility says (in common), 'I ... I am sorry.  I will be right back'.

Tranquility stands up.

Tranquility leaves north.

You say (in old-common), 'what of Star? ... i saw some concern'.

Lanfear looks around.

examine mark
The twin marks of the Vampire.

You say (in old-common), 'things kinda happened in a hurry'.

You hug Lanfear.

21 players.
Elf [ Ra:15 Th:10 Ma:21 ] Drazuk: Servant of Fate, Lord of Ghouls *PiZaN*
Elf [    Wa:30 Cl:30    ] Hornblower is gone. [LEGEND]
Elf [     Velg'larn     ] Kain, Malla Ul'Jabbuk Elg'Selvatar d'lil Veldrin.
Hum [ Th: 7 Ra:15 Sh:15 ] Mon'ey!!
Hum [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Lexie says, "Got Triston?"
Elf [ Th:25 Wa:30 Cl:30 ] Anduin, Lunar Knight of the WarDancers
Hum [    Ma: 5 Ra: 9    ] Galahad Du Lac Questing for Honor, Valor, and Wisdom
Elf [    Ma:30 Ra:30    ] Lanfear, Chosen Mistress of Magic.  *Fate* *Cordir*
Hum [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Triston is a glass a milk that Lexie dips into!
Hum [ Ma:14 Wa:15 Th:10 ] Selene looking for meaning in chaos. *lexie*
Hel [ Wa:13 Th: 9 Ma:15 ] Elderon, Thug of the Black Conclave
Aar [    Sh:25 Th:22    ] Tranquility fatefully rebels.  *Noctus*
Elf [    Ra:24 Ma:19    ] Kelanea,
Hum [       Cl: 7       ] Memnon now has pants, and Kung-Fu grip.
Elf [ Th:22 Ra:23 Ma:21 ] Natilena Athsien
Hum [       Wa: 1       ] Shandoo the Boy
Hum [       Ma:12       ] FisRad is Fisriffic
Hum [    Th:27 Wa:26    ] Ptarchyzk the one/only Atheistic Muggle Sneak of TFC
Hum [    Demigoddess    ] [GS] Cordir, Lady of the Chosen of Fate. *Stormreaver*
Dwa [    Wa:18 Sh:30    ] Dogdaze has had a "ruff ruff" life  *Coven*
Hum [    Wa:30 Cl:30    ] Clue, blood-daughter to Lord Khore. [Cordir]


Lanfear says (in common), ''things' always do'.

time
It is 5pm on Rishanae the 28th, the month of Celebration,
in the year 2528.

TFC started up at Sat Apr 20 22:58:58 2002
The system time is Tue Apr 23 20:19:01 2002
afterwards, clue and lexie start to talk, and clue goes to where lexie is
Lexie hugs you.

Lexie says (in common), 'eek'.

You say (in old-common), 'tho you might not trust me to hug you now'.

Lexie says (in common), 'what happened to you'.

Dogdaze gets some seeds from the leader of the guard from bag made from 
plucked aarakocran hide.

Dogdaze drops some seeds from the leader of the guard.

Lexie beams a smile at Dogdaze.

Lexie says (in common), 'what happened'.

Lexie says (in common), 'oh seeds!'.

Dogdaze says (in dwarven), 'no stems no seeds...'.

Lexie says (in common), 'ack'.

Lexie says (in common), 'did you go vampire?'.

Lexie says (in common), 'did you?!'.

You nod.

Lexie faints, falling into a heap on the ground.

Dogdaze looks at you.

Lexie says (in common), 'did khore fang you?'.

You nod.

Lexie hugs you.

Lexie says (in common), 'i still love you even if Khore fanged you'.

Dogdaze says (in dwarven), 'fang-tastic'.

You say (in old-common), 'see my new title?'.

Lexie grins evilly.

Lexie says (in common), 'oohhh'.

Lexie says (in common), 'neat'.

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