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The Wedding of Cordir and Deamhan

Descriptions of the Attendees


DEAMHAN
A tall, slender half-elven form stands before you. It is unexpectedly difficult to make out details; shadows seem to cling to him oddly where there should be light. After a moment, his attention shifts to you. He murmurs something softly and the shadows fall away. His form is that of a young man in his prime, but his night-dark eyes are far older, and assess you calmly. He bows courteously, with a slight smile, and you catch a glimpse of the fangs that explain how one who has seen so much can appear so young. Khore must have taken this one early. A slight radiance shimmers on his skin, as if the blood in his veins were strangely radiant. It takes a moment, but comprehension follows; the sinuous traceries mark him as one Destined within the Pattern. He glances beyond you for an instant, and mutters another word. The Darkness slithers over him again. Apparently he has decided you have seen enough.
Deamhan is in perfect health.
Deamhan is using:
<used as light> (Magical) (Glowing) a war banner
<worn on body> a snowy white poet shirt
<worn on legs> a pair of black velvet leggings
<worn on feet> ornamented bucket-topped black riding boots
<worn about body> an elegant black velvet doublet
<held> a single black rose
<worn with pride> an ear cuff made of polished silver

CORDIR
Enduring.
Odd, how that was the first word to enter your mind as you gazed upon this, the Realm's newest Immortal.
There is something about her that speaks clearly of perseverance; the strength of the oak against the storm, the stone against the sea.
Inexorably called, you look deeper into eyes tinted like moonlight dancing over still water, darkness striated by light. There is compassion there, and wisdom also. Loss. Love. Pain. Joy. Failure. Success... All of the infinite possibilities of a life lived to its fullness. And yet, beyond all of that, something deep within. Something more. You spy a hint of something intangible - perhaps a shadow of something greater, like the whisper of the butterfly to come, seen in the chrysalis.
"Greetings to you," she murmurs, her voice so soft you must strain to hear it. "I am Cordir An-Shalach, an Ambassador. I am here to guide and aid those new to the Realm. If you are in need of such, you have but to ask, and I will aid you as I can."
Cordir is bathed in the essence of charisma.
Cordir is in perfect health.
Cordir is using:
<worn on body> an elegant green dress
<worn on head> (Magical) a jeweled mithril hair pin
<worn on legs> some white lace stockings
<worn on feet> a pair of leaf-green suede boots
<worn around wrist> (Magical) a gold filigree bracelet
<held> a black orchid
<worn with pride> (Magical) (Glowing) (Humming) the Medallion of Goddesshood


THAYGAR
Before you stands a tall giant, stoically bearing constant, searing pain. His right hand is sheathed in black, flickering fire, giving Him great insight, but also making His eyes dance with the faintest glimmers of insanity.
You realize that He must have carried that burning flame for decades, if not centuries. You wonder what that much constant pain would do to you, but refrain from contemplating the thought for long.
Thaygar is bathed in the essence of charisma.
Thaygar is in perfect health.
Thaygar is using:
<worn around neck> (Blue Aura) the Coils of the Spiral
<worn around neck> (Red Aura) the Aspects of the Triat
<held> (Humming) an Ebon Hand
<worn with pride> (Glowing) the Medallion of God-hood

MADMAN

A black creature rises up and towers over you; wings draping down to barely scrape the ground. Within the inky darkness of its cowl glowing eyes dance like specs of fire. He glares at you and growls, "This better be important..."
Madman is bathed in the essence of charisma.
Madman is in perfect health.
Madman is using:
<used as light> (Glowing) a crystal skull
<worn on finger> (Magical) (Glowing) the Ring of Storms
<worn on finger> a carved onyx ring
<worn around neck> (Red Aura) (Magical) a crowsfoot medallion
<worn around neck> a black cloak
<worn on head> a crested black helmet
<worn on legs> black steel leggings
<worn on feet> gleaming black boots
<worn on hands> razor-sharp talon extenders
<worn as shield> the Black Shield of Falworth
<worn about body> black plated body armor
<worn about waist> the Belt of Despair
<worn around wrist> a black steel bracer
<worn around wrist> a black steel bracer
<wielded> (Magical) a Doomstaff
<wielded off-hand> a can of Mountain Dew
<held> a tall Dewstein
<worn with pride> the Medallion of Godhood


Foolkiller is bathed in the essence of charisma.
Foolkiller is in perfect health.
Foolkiller is using:
<worn on finger> (Magical) the Ring of Infinity
<worn on finger> (Magical) The Golden Ring of Eternal Love and Devotion
<worn around neck> (Magical) the Amulet of Souls
<worn around neck> (Magical) the Key to the Library of Cosmic Knowledge
<worn on body> (Magical) a sleeveless black leather jerkin
<worn on head> (Magical) a simple midnight blue leather headband
<worn on legs> (Magical) a pair of pitch black leather pants
<worn on feet> (Magical) a glossy pair of black leather boots
<worn on hands> (Magical) a glossy pair of black leather gloves
<worn on arms> (Magical) a pair of black leather armguards
<worn as shield> (Magical) the Shield of Eternity
<worn about body> (Magical) a waistlength midnight blue silken cape
<worn about waist> (Magical) a glossy black leather belt
<worn around wrist> (Magical) a simple black leather wristband
<worn a round wrist> (Magical) the Symbol of the Avatar
<wielded> (Magical) the Bludgeon of Oblivion
<wielded off-hand> DeathBringer
<worn with pride> (Magical) (Glowing) (Humming) the Medallion of Godhood
<worn with pride> (Blue Aura) the Trinity's Symbol of Trust


You see nothing special about him.
Nyx won't win any beauty contests.
Nyx is in perfect health.
Nyx is using:
<used as light> (Glowing)(Hovering) A midnight sprite
<worn on finger> (Magical) a silver ring
<worn on finger> (Magical) a silver ring
<worn around neck> (Red Aura) (Magical) a black mantle with jeweled breast clasp
<worn on body> a black spider silk shirt
<worn on head> a silver circlet
<worn on legs> a pair of black spider silk pants
<worn on feet> a pair of soft black suede boots
<worn on hands> a pair of black spider silk gloves
<worn on arms> black leather arm guards
<worn about body> a black spider silk over-robe
<worn about waist> (Magical) a black silk belt
<worn around wrist> a silver bracer
<worn around wrist> a silver bracer
<wielded> (Magical) an ebon jade dagger
<held> (Glowing) a Sigil Odegra
<worn with pride> a banded-brown owl feather
<worn with pride> a banded-brown owl feather

You see before you a silhouette, featureless, but recognizably human.
Typhon is in perfect health.
Typhon is using:
<worn on finger> (Magical) a dwarven golden ring
<worn around neck> (Crimson) Five Circles of the Order
<worn around neck> (Magical) a Major Amulet of True Seeing
<worn on body> (Magical) an immense Elder Sign
<worn on head> a purple feathered black wide brimmed hat
<worn on legs> (Magical) (Glowing) a pair of dark grey hose
<worn on feet> (Magical) (Glowing) a pair of dark grey leather boots
<worn on hands> (Magical) (Glowing) a pair of soft grey leather gloves
<worn about body> (Magical) (Glowing) a cloak of spirits
<worn about waist> a black silk beltpouch
<wielded> (Magical) a razor sharp sword-rapier
<worn with pride> (Magical) a niobium nipple ring

DAELIN
Even the weight of your gaze is enough to warn him of your presence. ... as if the sound of your footsteps hadn't alerted him long before you entered the room.
Turning slowly, he shifts to face you, and is unusually silent beneath your perusal. So _this_ is the Grand Knight of the Arch-Lich's Conclave... If tale be true, one of the Realm's more capable and skilled murderers, and one as quick witted as quick of reparte. His stance is light, coiled, like some great and deadly beast ready to strike. He chuckles softly and nods. 'I'm not hunting. You're safe.. for now.' His voice comes eerily from beneath a midnight-dark cowl, and though he assures your safety for the moment, his hands still graps his weapon and shield - a fearsome, wicked thing of black steel covered in spikes.
Suddenly, his demeanor changes from one of casual alertness to that of a predator scenting prey. 'Do excuse me... I believe I have ... work... to do.' He mutters an unintelligible phrase, and a white light surrounds him as he strides from view.
Daelin won't win any beauty contests.
Daelin is in perfect health.
Daelin is using:
<used as light> (Red Aura) (Magical) a bright ball of reddish light
<worn on finger> (Magical) a grey steel catseye ring
<worn on finger> (Magical) a small ebon spider
<worn around neck> (Magical) the blazing rose amulet
<worn around neck> (Magical) a Major Amulet of Anti-Theft
<worn on body> a suit of black plate
<worn on head> (Magical) a midnight-black cowl
<worn on legs> (Magical) a pair of banded mail leggings
<worn on feet> (Magical) a pair of animal hide shoes
<worn on hands> (Red Aura) (Magical) a pair of skin-tight black snakeskin gloves
<worn on arms> (Magical) a pair of dark grey sleeves
<worn as shield> (Humming) a wicked, spiked shield
<worn about body> (Magical) a plain black robe
<worn about waist> (Magical) a black leather swordsman's belt
<worn around wrist> (Magical) the superb pyrite bracelet
<worn around wrist> (Magical) the scorching smoky quartz bracelet
<wielded> (Magical) a razor sharp red dragon's talon
<worn with pride> (Magical) (Glowing) the holy symbol of the draconian
<worn with pride> (Red Aura) (Magical) the Crest of the Grand Knight

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