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Marvadoc Accepts Fate

Within The Tapestry of Fate [Exits: north]
Stepping through the spider-web, you find yourself standing beneath countless stars... no, not stars, but strands f light, their incandescent glow pushing back the darkness that would otherwise overcome you.

You stand on a circular cathedra of dusky marble striated with silvery gray. Four titanic, equidistantly spaced archways of albescent jade yearn upward towards the lights above you. Sable fires seethe within three of them, a spider-web filling the fourth. In the center of the rostrum stands an intricately carved wooden loom. It is cool here, like the first misty chill of twilight, and you shiver slightly, hair prickling on the back of your neck as you realize: Perhaps this is no place for a mortal to be.

The Loom of the Weaver is here, coruscating with an unearthly radiance.
Marvadoc is here.
(Purple Aura) Gregar is resting here.
time
It is 5 o'clock pm on the Day of the Great Gods, the 5th day of the Month of the Grand Struggle.
TFC started up at Sat Jul 10 22:28:20 1999 The system time is Tue Jul 13 13:45:55 1999
Look Marvadoc
You see in front of you a tall male human in his mid-twenties. Standing at 6' 4" you would conclude he is larger that the average human. Apart from his size, however, if looks as if he should have given adventuring a miss altogether. Where most adventurers tend to be tanned, Marvadoc takes pallid beyond the legal requirements. His facial features are nothing special to. Green eyes, short dark hair and a permanent smile. One could almost say Marvadoc is the most non-description person around.
However, you are curious as to how anybody like this could possibly survive in such a harsh world. Noticing your interest, he beckons you closer and begins to tell you his life story. He relates how he was born and brought on on Penny Lane in Midgaard and how as a kid he used to run and hide from all the strange people who came. He also tells you of what life was like living in one of the most deprived areas in Midgaard. 'No Money', 'No Food' and 'No Clothes' appear to be common themes in his story. He then tells you how he was almost pushed into life as adventurer. He says 'what else was I supposed to do, a poor kid with no education and no future!' He then goes on to describe his first days in the Guild, being in awe of it all, the lessons in Camp Tolanreal, his fights in the Coliseum.
At this point you start to see tears welling up in his eyes. Your immediate reaction to comfort him is brushed aside. Taking a deep breath he tries with difficulty to finish his story.
He finally tells you about how through his life, he has spent most of it alone, no purpose, no thought. 'Just one kill to the next' is the way it is described. He finishes by saying 'There is always hope, if I can do it, anyone can.'
Marvadoc is in perfect health.
Talmud arrives from the north. Talmud bows deeply. Talmud bows before Cordir.
Cordir says, 'Marvadoc... I don't believe you answered my question....'
Cordir smiles at Talmud. Cordir says, 'How fare you, Talmud?.'
Marvadoc says (in common), 'Sorry trying to find your question.'
Talmud says (in elven), 'I do well... *smile* An ascension yesterday, and hopefully another today. And mobmastery has gone well, as well..'
Cordir smiles proudly. Cordir says, 'Wonderous well!.'
Cordir says, 'I'm very proud of your hard work..'
Talmud bows before Cordir. Talmud says (in elven), 'Thank you.'
Cordir says, 'And proud also, Gregor, of your fast work yesterday in grabbing Amblin's corpse.'
Talmud smiles brightly.
Gregar nods in recognition to you. Gregar bagged it too.
Cordir grins neutrally. Cordir says, 'Did you keep the bag?.'
Gregar says (in common), 'I gave it to amblin.'
Cordir nods.
Marvadoc says (in common), 'In answer to your question My Lady, I believe the first two hours newbie service is complete.'
Cordir smiles happily. Cordir says, 'Well.... As I have your history.... And you have done your service...and you have your tokens....And you're of the required level....And you have your Geasa....' Cordir smiles happily. Cordir says, 'I suppose the last step is a Journey.. Unless, of course, you've changed your mind...?.'
Marvadoc says (in common), 'I haven't changed my mind, I just have no idea where I'm going.'
Cordir chuckles softly. Cordir says, 'An honest answer....'
Gregar chuckles at Marvadoc's joke.
Cordir says, 'but one thing first....'
Marvadoc says (in common), 'All I know is the citadel is near Dwarvenhold.'
Talmud nods in recognition to Marvadoc.
Cordir lifts her hand, and one _enormous_ spider drops down from the web filling the east door.
The spider delicately picks its way across the stone floor towards Marvadoc.
The spider pauses before Marvadoc, eight eyes glowing slightly.
Gregar has a phobia of spiders.
Gregar shivers uncomfortably.
Talmud looks around him and chuckles at Gregar's comment.
Talmud stands up. Talmud bows deeply. Talmud leaves north.
You hear a voice in your mind: *Speak, Marvadoc, and I will hear. I am Guardian, Keeper of the Geasa.*
Gregar is off to xp.
You hear a voice in your mind: *Speak your Geasa, and I will Weave them into the Pattern of my Mistress.*
Gregar stands up. Gregar leaves north.
Marvadoc says (in common), 'My First Geasa is that I shall only eat steak butchered by my own fair hands.'
The spider dips its thorax in a nod.
Marvadoc says (in common), 'My Second Geasa is that before XPing I shall provide steaks to 2 newbies, or put 4 steaks in the pit if no newbies are about..'
The spider dips its thorax in a nod.
Marvadoc says (in common), 'My Third Geasa is that I shall not, at any time, partake in any XPing in Midgaard..'
The spider dips its thorax in a nod.
The spider scuttles back, and glances at Cordir.
Cordir nods.
The spider scurries over to the Web that fills the doorway, and begins Weaving a glowing pattern of silk.
Cordir nods, and smiles.
Marvadoc smiles happily.
Cordir says, 'Witnessed and accepted..'
Cordir ftells, 'Talmud, may I ask a favor of you?.'
Talmud ftells, 'Of course *bow*.'
Marvadoc says (in common), 'You want the tokens now or later?.'
Cordir says, 'Afterwards..'
Marvadoc says (in common), 'OK.'
Cordir ftells, 'Would you be kind enough to help Marvadoc reach the Sigil?.'
Talmud ftells, 'Of course.'
Cordir says, 'One of my Chosen will help bring you to the Sigil Draktha.'
Marvadoc nods.
Cordir smiles happily. Cordir says, 'I am very glad that you'll be joining us..'
Talmud arrives from the north.
Talmud beams a smile at Marvadoc.
Cordir smiles happily.
Talmud says (in common), 'One moment....'
Cordir says, 'Talmud, Marvadoc seeks to walk the Path of the Chosen..'
Cordir says, 'Your guidance would be appreciated as he turns his steps towards Draktha..'
Talmud nods.
Talmud prays (in common), 'May I get a heal, please?.'
Cordir says, 'Marvadoc, realize that beyond the Sigil Draktha lies great danger..'
c heal talmud
Ok.
Cordir says, 'You may well die.. But without acknowledging the risk of death, one cannot truly live.. We are not the Ebon Hand, who embrace Death....' Cordir smiles happily. Cordir says, 'we have a great respect for it....'
Talmud bows before Cordir.
Cordir says, 'But do not seek it out. We acknowledge it....But avoid it..' Cordir smiles happily. Cordir says, 'I will meet you there..'
Talmud utters the words, 'shield.' Marvadoc is surrounded by a force shield.
Talmud utters the words, 'detect invis.'
Talmud utters the words, 'detect magic.'
Talmud says (in common), 'Follow me?.'
Talmud bows deeply.
Talmud utters the words, 'shield.' Talmud is surrounded by a force shield.
whois marvadoc
1 player.
Hum [ Ra:10 ] Marvadoc believes in conspiracy theories.
Marvadoc says (in common), 'Apologises, My son just killed the phone.'
Cordir chuckles and nods.
Talmud grins neutrally.
Cordir says, 'These things happen..'
Cordir says, 'Talmud is ready to show you the way..'
Marvadoc joins Talmud's group.
Talmud utters the words, 'invis.' Talmud fades out of existence.
Talmud bows deeply.
Talmud leaves north.
Marvadoc leaves north.
End of the Granite Cavern [Exits: south down]
This is the Last Bore, the tunnel that connected the Plaza to the black caverns of N'Kai. Stong winds howl here, flowing into small holes in the ground. The source of the winds is a mystery - there SHOULDN'T be any wind ... yet it rages like a storm here ...
A Marker Slab has been erected in the center of the room.
The Sigil Draktha floats in the air here, warding the cave below.
(Translucent) (Red Aura) A pool of ichor coalesces into a small formless spawn.
(Translucent) (Red Aura) A pool of ichor coalesces into a small formless spawn.
Gregar ftells, 'm'lady?.'
Cordir ftells, 'Yes, Gregar?.'
Gregar ftells, '48 xp to level.. you want to watch?.'
Cordir ftells, 'Ack... could you pause one moment?.'
Cordir ftells, 'I'm about to accept a new follower....'
Gregar ftells, 'no problem.'
Cordir ftells, 'And yes, I would like to watch.'
Talmud ftells, 'Would you like him to look at the murals?.'
Gregar ftells, 'Ack! Agros!'
Gregar ftells, 'make that 16 to level.'
Cordir ftells, '*comfort*.'
Talmud ftells, 'Would you like Marvadoc to read the murals, Lady Cordir?.'
Cordir ftells, 'Bear with me just a few moments Gregar..'
Cordir ftells, 'That can be done another time....'
Gregar ftells, 'NP in a temple now so i can shill.'
Talmud ftells, '*nod*.'
Gregar ftells, 'er chill.'
Talmud appears out of nowhere.
Marvadoc appears out of nowhere.
Cordir smiles happily.
Talmud bows before Cordir.
Cordir gestures down.
Talmud nods in recognition to Marvadoc.
Marvadoc leaves down.
down:
Cave Conjoining N'Kai [Exits: north]
(Invis) Marvadoc is here.
Cordir smiles happily.
Cordir says, 'Here, you take the risk of death....So that you can more fully embrace Life.' Cordir smiles at him. Cordir says, 'You may worship.'
Marvadoc now worships Cordir!
Cordir has accepted Marvadoc into her following.
Talmud ftells, 'I have returned to the Temple..'
Cordir smiles happily.
Cordir ftells, 'Welcome to the Chosen, Marvadoc!.'
Cordir raises her hand in a graceful gesture of summoning.
A glimmering light appears, and expands into a shining web-like Pattern.
Cordir steps through the Pattern and disappears from the Chamber.
Within The Tapestry of Fate [Exits: north]
The Loom of the Weaver is here, coruscating with an unearthly radiance.
(Invis) (Purple Aura) Talmud is resting here.
A glimmering light appears, and expands into a shining web-like Pattern.
Cordir enters the room almost unnoticed, if not for the glimmering around her.
The Pattern fades into motes of light, scattered about the chamber.
c summon marvadoc
Marvadoc arrives suddenly.
Gregar ftells, 'gratz!!!.'
Talmud ftells, 'Welcome, Marvadoc! *smile*.' Talmud beams a smile at Marvadoc.
Gregar ftells, 'welcome.'
Marvadoc smiles happily.
Marvadoc quaffs a clear red potion. Marvadoc invokes recall magic. Marvadoc disappears.
Cordir creates (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen out of thin air!
Talmud blinks. Talmud chuckles, evidently amused.
Marvadoc ftells, 'Thank you lady Cordir.'
Cordir gives (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen to Marvadoc.
Cordir blinks and nods. Cordir says, 'Oh well..' Cordir chuckles.
Talmud says (in common), 'Actually, I do need a Covenant.' Talmud bows deeply. Talmud says (in common), 'If you would honor me with one?.' Talmud bows deeply.
Cordir creates (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen out of thin air!
Cordir gives (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen to Talmud.
Talmud bows deeply. Talmud smiles happily.
Talmud wears (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen as a decoration.
Marvadoc arrives from the north.
Cordir smiles happily.
Marvadoc smiles happily.
Talmud beams a smile at Marvadoc.
Cordir says, 'I'm glad to have you in the Chosen, Marvadoc..'
Cordir smiles happily.
Cordir says, 'Please take a moment and read Board Notes..'
Gregar ftells, 'm'lady are you ready yet? or should I old on for a bit?.'
Cordir says, 'I"ll be posting two new ones today..'
### Marvadoc has reconnected.
Talmud comforts Marvadoc.
Cordir says, 'I'm glad to have you in the Chosen, Marvadoc..' Cordir smiles happily.
Marvadoc ftells, 'ISPs.'
Cordir says, 'Please take a moment and read Board Notes..'
Cordir: The Chosen
Type: board messages
To followers of: Cordir
.
The following is a list of all of the Chosen of Fate,
in the order they were accepted:
.
Nyx, Shadow of Fate - Thief/30
Talmud, Servitor of Fate - Warrior 9 / Mage 10
Deamhan An-Shalach - Cleric 21
Amblin, Child of Fate - Thief/11
Durin, Seeker of Fate - Cleric 21 / Warrior 21
Gregor, Child of Fate - Shaman 6
Marvadoc, Child of Fate - Ranger 10th
Introduce yourself to your brothers and sisters -
there should be no strangers among us.
Cordir An-Shalach
Mistress of the Chosen of Fate, Weaver Incarna
(End Scene)

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