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Quarnel joins the Chosen of Fate

 

Cordir tells Quarnel, '*smile* how are you doing?'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in common), 'spiffy!'.

Quarnel arrives from the north.
Quarnel wiggles his bottom.
Quarnel wiggles his bottom.

Cordir gasps in astonishment.
Cordir faints.
Cordir smiles happily.

Quarnel grins wickedly.

Cordir says, 'And what have you been up to?'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'trademark entrance'.
Quarnel says (in common), 'hmm... safesitting... safesitting... maybe some safesitting on the side'.

Cordir snickers softly.
Cordir says, 'that sounds terribly exciting.'.

Quarnel giggles.
Quarnel says (in common), 'it's almost too much for me'.

Cordir pauses a moment and thinks.
Cordir says, 'Have you given any more thought to a following?'.
Cordir says, 'and is there anything I can do to make the Chosen's entry quest less intimidating?'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'well, we kinda weren't able to finish our convo'.
Quarnel says (in common), 'since I had to go duel the evil Calculus monster'.
Quarnel says (in common), 'well, I think we pretty much got through the entrance quest... but I dunno about those Geasa things'.
Quarnel scratches his head.
Quarnel says (in common), 'I don't quite understand em'.

Cordir ftells, 'Would you mind coming to the temple for a moment?'.

Cordir says, 'They're basically roleplaying quirks to make us different from the teaming hordes of the mud.'.

Noctus arrives from the north.
Noctus smiles at Cordir.

Cordir says, 'They aren't designed to _HARM_ the playability of the Character'.

Noctus ftells, 'Not at all'.

Noctus beams a smile at Quarnel.
Quarnel says (in common), 'Noctus is a teeming horde'.

Cordir says, 'But rather, to provide some sort of interesting quirk or responsibility to the character'.

Cordir gasps in astonishment
Cordir says, 'No, he's the UberGnome.'.

Noctus snickers softly.

Quarnel says (in common), 'he's a teeming horde all by himself'.
Quarnel says (in common), 'and he made me earthquake him'.
Quarnel sniffs sadly.

Noctus needs to think about what kind of horde.

Cordir giggles.

Cordir says, 'Noctus, would you mind sharing your geasa?'.

Noctus says (in common), 'Not at all'.

Cordir says, 'So Quarnel can get an idea of what they are like?'.

Noctus says (in common), 'My first geasa involves the basic needs of everyone. I will provide all who ask with as much food as they need. My second geasa is one of exploration. I will explore as many zones as possible...to be able to give others advice on good exp/random zones, and will inform them of possible dangers and things like that. My 3rd geasa involves Corpse retrievals - I will always attempt a corpse retrieval....even if there is only a slight chance of it succeeding, much to some ladies horror'.
Noctus whistles a little tune to himself.

Quarnel smirks.

Cordir pointedly does not rise to the bait.

Quarnel rests.

Somewhere, Ty ignores the EvilGnome, too.

Noctus says (in common), 'And my bonus geasa is that I will not triple to a leather wearing class'.
Noctus laughs.

Quarnel says (in common), 'I thought your bonus Geasa would be one of Dutchness'.

Noctus snickers softly.

Cordir says, 'that's an Innate ability.'.

Noctus says (in common), 'Heh....well that's my superduperdutchoid geasa I guess'.

You snicker softly.
Cordir says, 'Even I have geasa. Every Chosen does. Some decide to take on more. Saran Cerementi, my brother, had nine. Not to be outdone, so does Nyx, My Shadow.'.

Quarnel grins wickedly.

Cordir says, 'they can be simple or complex.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'I have geasa in my pond-a'.

Cordir says, 'I generally ask that they not duplicate a mud or following rule or be something I normally ask folks to do as a matter of course.'.

Quarnel nods.

Cordir says, 'They can be purely RP, or involve specific newbie help'.

Aslan arrives from the north.
Cordir ftells, 'would you mind joining us in the temple?'.

Aslan smiles at Cordir.

Cordir ftells, 'that was fast.'.
Cordir smiles at Aslan.

Aslan curtseys gracefully to Quarnel.
Aslan grins mischievously.

Quarnel wiggles his bottom toward Aslan.

Cordir says, 'Aslan, Quarnel has some confusion about Geasa..'.

Aslan has fingers that fly.

Noctus beams a smile at Aslan.
Cordir says, 'would you mind sharing yours as examples?'.

Aslan coughs.
Noctus hugs Aslan.
Aslan smiles happily.

Aslan says (in common), 'Of course :)'.
Aslan says (in common), 'This will take a moment, while I set up the script'.
Aslan blushes.

(Aslan lists her geasa which are long and complicated with lots of explaination)

Noctus says (in common), 'Please excuse me....I am going to get some sleep to attempt to be here for the golem wars tomorrow morning (morning for me anyway (6 am))'.
Noctus smiles happily.
Noctus bows deeply.
Noctus waves happily.
Noctus says (in common), 'Take care all'.

Quarnel waves happily.

Noctus leaves north.

Aslan says (in common), 'PHEW!'.
Aslan says (in common), 'And that's it!'.
Aslan blushes.
Aslan says (in common), 'Sorry for how long that took'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'that was quite a shpiel'.

Aslan nods in recognition to Quarnel.
Aslan says (in common), 'No confusion'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'well, thankee for the time'.

Aslan smiles happily.
Aslan says (in common), 'No problem'.
Aslan coughs.

Aslan says (in common), 'But that was REALLy rusty, it shouldn't have taken tha tlong'.

Quarnel smirks.

Aslan says (in common), 'er, that long'.

Aslan ftells, 'Lady, when you have a moment, can I ask a favour before I go?'.
Cordir ftells, 'of course'.
Aslan ftells, 'May you steal the relic please? It's Good only'.


steal relic aslan
The forceful electrum relic shatters into a million pieces!

Cordir says, 'OWWWWW!'.

Quarnel raises an eyebrow.
Quarnel stands up.
Quarnel utters the words, 'true seeing'.

Cordir wrings her hand.

Quarnel looks at Aslan.

Cordir hops around the room cussing softly.

Aslan heals and bandages her Lady.

Quarnel rests.

Cordir says, 'I just stole an anti-me relic from Aslan.'.

Aslan says (in common), 'Thank you, Mistress ;-)'.

Cordir says, 'They shatter when I touch them.'.

Aslan coughs.
Aslan smirks.
Aslan says (in common), 'Well...'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'ah'.

Aslan says (in common), 'It wasn't a sticky tissue'.
Aslan whistles appreciatively.

Cordir says, 'well, thank Tynian for little favors.'.

Cordir does not relish or enjoy relieving people of sticky tissues or sheep excrement.
Cordir does the 'totally grossed out chick' dance and hops around the room yelling 'ewwwwwwwwwwwwww'!

Quarnel says (in common), 'I am an endless source of sheep excrement'.
Quarnel says (in common), 'and you may construe that how you wish'.

Aslan sits down and thinks deeply.

Cordir winces.
Cordir says, 'oh dear.'.

Quarnel snickers softly.

Aslan says (in common), 'Oh my'.
Aslan curtseys gracefully.
Aslan says (in common), 'Alright, I must depart...'.
Aslan pats her belly.


Quarnel nods.

Cordir says, 'did those examples clear up what questions you had about Geasa?'.

Aslan says (in common), 'Time to make some dinner'.

Cordir says, 'Take care, Aslan.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'aye, they did'.

Aslan curtseys gracefully.
Aslan says (in common), 'Later ;-)'.
Aslan leaves north.
Aslan gossips (in common), 'Later all ;-)'.
### Aslan has quit.

Quarnel says (in common), 'my most important question, however: Why do you consider that life is pain? I happen to think quite the opposite...'.
Quarnel wonders if Cordir went afk.

Cordir says, 'life contains pain. Sorry, an imm was asking me a question. Thaygar was always saying that pain is all there was in life.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'Life contains pain, yes... but I consider it the exception, not the rule'.

Mnaramenth raises an eyebrow.

Cordir says, 'Much the way that a master painter I once knew said that when painting... one does not paint objects, but rather the light interacting with objects. I look at life as more how joy, sorrow, and all of the emotions - and yes, pain, too - interact with life. Much of life is very, very wonderful'.

Quarnel nods.

Cordir says, 'chief among it, my Chosen.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'I just don't see why "Life is Pain" is one of the four selected quotes representing the following'.

Yoshimitsu tells Cordir (in common), 'can you id somthing'.
Cordir tells Yoshimitsu, 'No. I'm an Immortal. we aren't allowed to ID'.

Cordir says, 'Thaygar was the first prophet of the Triat, and his quote was often thought to be the governing thought of the Triat. Life is often very very difficult ... and I have found that how people deal with the difficult times shows the essence of their honor & spirit. Should they deal with that pain poorly... they are generally not of a caliber to be Chosen.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'Well, I utterly disagree with that particular quote... will that create a problem?'.

Cordir says, '(That's speaking rather broadly, as much with cussing out someone over being PK'd, as it does just generally being horridly rude)'.

Mnaramenth says (in elven), 'hmmm? Which pain?'.

Quarnel rests.

Cordir says, 'Note, that those are only half the quotes. The others deal with very different issues. and no... it's certainly not a problem. The Chosen don't wander around with their wrists pressed to their foreheads, garbed in mourning black, like depressed goths.'.
Cordir giggles.

Quarnel says (in common), 'really, I hadn't noticed ;)'.

You grin mischievously.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'why not?'.
Mnaramenth stops using a suit of black plate.
Mnaramenth wears a suit of black plate on his body.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'iz black...'.
Quarnel smirks.

Mnaramenth puts his wrist to his forehead.

Cordir pokes Mnaramenth in the ribs.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'whatwhatwhat?'.
Mnaramenth blinks almost innocently.

Cordir rolls her eyes.

Mnaramenth pulls out a board and starts chanting.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'ije, iesu, domine...'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'smack!'.

Mnaramenth whacks his head with the board.

Quarnel says (in common), 'hurray for Python'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'done ieus requiem'.

Mnaramenth whacks his head with the board.

You cough.
Cordir says, 'As you can see....'.
Cordir smiles wryly.
Cordir says, 'We don't all wander around being gloomy.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'that's not what I was implying'.

Cordir notes that Aslan and Noctus are fine examples of Not-Like-Mnaramenth.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'nope...hey, why isn't sunlight on my prac list...?'.

Cordir nods.
Cordir says, 'I understand.'.
Cordir says, 'personally, I think the first and second quote deal with the spirit of the Chosen'.

Mnaramenth watches the room flood with light.

Cordir says, 'and the third and fourth deal with the different ways that Thaygar and I interpret the Triat. Not every Chosen follows the Triat Path. Some don't even really know what it is, or care.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'I think I'd probably fall into that category'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'reminds me I should be Triat...'.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'or something'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'I choose the "something" option'.

Cordir nods.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'too bad there's only Nashit or Triat...'.

Cordir says, 'IN general, what is on the scrolls in the podium are enough to get you at least marginally aware.'.
Cordir says, 'so that you'll understand the lingo tossed around.'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'scrolls?'.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'whoa'.

Quarnel snickers softly.

l scroll
Realm: A world. A plane of existence. "This Realm" refers to TFC.
Outworld: The Other Realm. Real Life. That which the Spirits flee.
Spirit: A denizen of Outworld. A player. The controller.
Adventurer: A denizen of this Realm.
Incarnation: A different Adventurer controlled by the same spirit.
Ascension: Raising a level. A Level itself ('You have 23 Ascensions.')
Last Ascension: The 30th Ascension within any given class, or rising to
Immortality.
Follow: To be servile to a particular Demi-or Lesser god(dess)
Worship: To devote oneself to a particular mythos ('I worship Aralene')
Triat: Trio of cosmic forces/incarna. Represented as three Avatars.
Wyld: Azat, Shan-Regoth, the Seeker of Filth, the Reaver of the Land.
The force of Chaotic Creation / Destruction
Wyrm: Urat, Dar-Golmeth, the Sender of Eight, the Render of the Veil.
The force of Exploratory Learning / Construction
Weaver: Lolth, Alak-Nacha, the Sealer of Souls, the Raiser of the Dead.
The force of Static Knowledge / Preservation
Thaygar: The First Prophet of the Triat Faith. Lord of the Ebon Hand.
Bearer of the Ebon Flame. Lord of the Servants of Death.
Father of Thayren, Husband to Lady Siren.

A second scroll beneath the first continues your learning - Look Scroll2

Quarnel says (in common), 'I was more aware of this temple than your own follower'.
Quarnel giggles.

You sigh.
Cordir says, 'this does not surprise me'.
Cordir says, 'SOMEONE has spent too much time draining the ale keg than exploring.'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'Hey, I found almost everything else...'.

Cordir's soul rift *** DEMOLISHES *** Mnaramenth!

Quarnel says (in common), 'woohoo!'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'WhaT? I was about to go exploring!!'.
Mnaramenth mutters angrily to himself.

Mnaramenth utters the words, 'heal'.

Quarnel checks on Mnaramenth's health.

Cordir snickers softly.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'almost 100 hp'.
Mnaramenth says (in common), '91'.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'not my fault you can only truly explore the realm properly if drunk...'.

Cordir says, 'I need to step afk for a few'.
Cordir says, 'Mnaramenth, can you answer any of Quarnel's other questions?'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'uhhh....yes?'.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'I'll try...if nothing else, I'll beep you'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'I have other questions?'.
Quarnel scratches his head.

Mnaramenth snickers with Quarnel about their shared secret.

Quarnel smirks.
Quarnel says (in common), 'uhh... uhh.. oh, do you like Gorgonzola?'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'oh yah'.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'good stuff'.

Quarnel rests.
Quarnel says (in common), 'how revolting'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'Pnakotic??'.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'the hell...??'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'I don't even know what gorgonzola tastes like'.
Quarnel says (in common), 'well, I probably do, but not with the name linked to it'.

Cordir ftells, 'it's a Thaygar thing. (Pnakotic)'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'okay, I'm going to shut up now'.

Mnaramenth snickers softly.

Quarnel grins wickedly.

Mnaramenth ftells, 'ahh'.

Cordir ftells, 'still afk'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'South Park Notorious #5 on tonight!'.
Quarnel tries to break dance, but nearly breaks his neck!

Mnaramenth considers trying out for a DT slot...
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'hrm...I'll have to watch'.

Quarnel nods.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'after all...Kaldred sucks as a DT...we need one who can really claim it....'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'it'll probably be quite offensive'.
Quarnel grins to himself. What IS he thinking about...?!
Quarnel rests.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'ok, scroll3 is just 'look slang''.

Quarnel says (in common), 'DT?'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'look slang'.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'short for 'Danget Twin''.
Mnaramenth says (in common), 'Danger Twin even'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'oh'.

Cordir says, 'I have a question for you, Quarnel, if you don't mind my asking...'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'fire away'.

Mnaramenth pulls out a torch and a flask...

Cordir says, 'What do you look for in a following?'.

Clue ftells, 'greetings'.
Cordir ftells, 'Greetings, Clue... it's good to see you'.
Mnaramenth ftells, 'hello pretty vamplady'.
Cordir ftells, 'Quarnel is in the temple, considering joining, Clue.'.
Clue ftells, 'need me there?'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'cohesiveness, rules that do not constrict my demeanor, synergy....'.

Cordir ftells, 'not specifically, however, your viewpoints and insight are always welcome'.

Cordir nods.

Clue ftells, 'i've got a stalker ... notice Cid's title?'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'I'm extremely picky'.

whois cid
1 player.
Hum [ Ma: 6 ] Cid has a crush on clue *wisdom*

Quarnel says (in common), 'if you haven't already noticed'.
Quarnel smirks.

Cordir ftells, 'oh dear'.

Cordir nods.
Mnaramenth ftells, 'heh'.

Cordir says, 'And you have chosen well.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'ugh... pun'.

Cordir says, 'unintentional, I assure you.'.

Quarnel tickles you - hee hee hee.

Mnaramenth coughs.

Cordir says, 'I think the best compliment I've EVER gotten on the Chosen is that they are more like a family than folk thought possible on a mud.'.

Quarnel nods.

Cordir pauses a moment and thinks.
Cordir says, 'I won't sit here and brag about the Chosen. I think they are the best Following any Immortal could ask for. I fought my way back from disgrace and retirement to lead them again...and they waited for me. What better compliment could they have given me?'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'I can brag about us however...'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'cookies?'.

Cordir laughs.

Quarnel wiggles about like a fish.

Cordir says, 'I'm usually the one MAKING the cookies, not eating them.'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'but I'm so humble and all...'.
Cordir says, 'I made eight dozen for the GT>'.
Quarnel says (in common), 'yow'.

Clue arrives from the north.

Cordir says, 'Would have had to have been TWELVE dozen if Mnaramenth showed up.'.

Cordir snickers softly.
Clue curtseys gracefully.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'and I would haven eaten them all...but couldn't get there'.
Mnaramenth pouts.

Quarnel says (in common), 'where was the GT?'.
Quarnel listens to his own echo.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'Like...AZ somewhere'.

Clue says (in old-common), 'Ty's house in ... Phoenix?'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'Not quite'.

Cordir says, 'Yes, Clue.'.
Cordir says, 'Phoenix, at Tranquility's house.'.
Cordir says, 'lasted over twelve hours.'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'close enough...'.
Mnaramenth pokes himself in the ribs, looking very sheepish.

Cordir says, '(sorry, I'm kinda laggy tonight)'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in common), 'oh, last question... any title restrictions?'.
Cordir tells Quarnel, 'No cussing.'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in common), 'well obviously... that's a mud rule'.

Cordir tells Quarnel, 'I ask that Fate or Cordir or Chosen be in there somewhere.'.
Cordir tells Quarnel, 'other than that... no.'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in common), 'am I required to have... okay'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in common), 'I have nothing else to discuss'.

Mnaramenth says (in common), 'dang...I wish I had the sex appeal of Kramer...he'd subverting a nun in this re-run'.

You nod in recognition to him.

Cordir tells Quarnel, 'is that 'no more questions' as in take your followers and get lost, or no more questions, wow, this sounds cool?'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in common), 'that was a 'no more questions' as in, over to you :)'.


Cordir pauses a moment and thinks.
Cordir says, 'well... As part of the quest, I usually conduct an interview. Are you wishing to undertake our entry quest?'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'sure... might as well get it over with'.

Cordir pauses a moment and thinks.
Cordir says, 'for new characters, its usually a bit involved'.

Quarnel nods.

Cordir says, 'But I can simplify it to basically one thing'.

Dracos ftells, 'hello'.
Mnaramenth ftells, 'heyas Dracos'.
Clue ftells, 'greetings, Dracos'.
Mnaramenth ftells, 'hey, I should take hand quiest...'.

Cordir says, 'Do you promise that you will not do anything to destroy the hard won reputation of the Chosen, or to share information that leads to a PK of a Chosen.'.

Cordir ftells, 'Dracos, its wonderful to see you!'.

Mnaramenth ftells, 'ok, I wanna take the hand quest :P'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'egads, of course I promise'.
Quarnel thinks that's a rather odd oath.

Cordir says, 'You'd think it woudl be pretty darned obvious.. but for some, it is not. I've had someone try and spy for PK'ers and make their job easier... And I've had someone try and deliberately destroy our reputation. So... I ask. I feel stupid asking, but...'.

Quarnel smirks.

Cordir says, 'I have to at least make it clear to folks that I will boot those who try and do bad things to us as a group... and that's pretty much the interview, and you pass.'.
Cordir giggles.

Quarnel says (in common), 'wow, that was intense'.

Clue says (in old-common), 'very'.

You snicker softly.

Quarnel now worships Cordir!

Cordir blinks.
Cordir says, 'well, er... it's usually done a bit differently than that...'.

Quarnel snickers softly.

Cordir says, 'with roleplay and trips to N'Kai and recitation of geasa and collection of items'.

Quarnel nods.
Cordir says, '... I also don't have your history '.

Dracos arrives from the north.
Clue hugs Dracos.

Dracos bows deeply.

Cordir says, 'If you can promise to send it to me in the next day or so, I'll go ahead and accept you.'.
Cordir hugs Dracos.
Cordir says, 'Good to see you, Dragon'.

Dracos says (in common), 'sorry im laggy'.

Cordir says, 'me, too.'.

Quarnel says (in common), 'sure, I can do that'.

Dracos says (in common), 'good to see you to'.

Cordir says, 'did you collect your city tokens?'.

Dracos says (in common), 'anything new happen while i was gone?'.

Quarnel smirks.
Quarnel says (in common), 'I'll be back in 10'.
Quarnel stands up.

Cordir nods and laughs.

Quarnel utters the words, 'pass w/o trace'. Quarnel seems to walk lighter.
Quarnel utters the words, 'armor'.

Cordir says, 'I'll be here'.


Clue says (in old-common), 'since when?'.

Quarnel leaves north.

(Snippage: Dracos catches up on news and hands out some presents, while Cordir is afk)


Quarnel tells Cordir (in minotaur), '8 items, correct?'.
Cordir tells Quarnel, 'Yup'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in minotaur), 'allrighty, brt'.

Cordir tells Quarnel, '1 item per city.'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in minotaur), 'of course ;)'.
Quarnel tells Cordir (in minotaur), 'no, I just bought 8 pretzels'.

Cordir tells Quarnel, 'Hope you're hungry... :-P'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in minotaur), 'heh'.

Quarnel arrives from the north.
Quarnel rests.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in minotaur), 'how should I do this?'.

Cordir tells Quarnel, 'do you have a sponsor? '.
Cordir tells Quarnel, 'normally, they are handed to the sponsor'.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in minotaur), 'I see'.

Cordir tells Quarnel, 'But like I said, this isn't exactly our typical joining ceremony.'.

Cordir snickers with Quarnel about their shared secret.

Quarnel tells Cordir (in minotaur), 'Clue's vouching for me =D'.

Cordir nods in recognition to Clue.

Clue steps forward to sponsor Quarnel.

Cordir ftells, 'clue, are you standing as Quarnel's sponsor?'.

Cordir says, 'well met, then.'.
Cordir says, 'Since it took you EVER so very long to gather them...'.

Quarnel giggles.

Cordir says, 'Please hand each of your city tokens to Clue and name where they are from'.

Quarnel nods.
Quarnel gives a kiwi to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Skull Top'.

Quarnel gets a pumpkin from an egg casing.
Quarnel gives a pumpkin to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Kuroth'.

Quarnel gets some fried human from an egg casing.
Quarnel gives some fried human to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'War'loov's'.
Quarnel smirks.

Quarnel gets a tin of tobacco from an egg casing.
Quarnel gives a tin of tobacco to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Hovel'.

Quarnel gets a creamy eclair from an egg casing.
Quarnel gives a creamy eclair to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Nydia'.

Quarnel gets a seasoned rat kabob from an egg casing.
Quarnel gives a seasoned rat kabob to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'aaracity'.

Quarnel gets a pretzel from an egg casing.
Quarnel gives a pretzel to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Helf camp'.

Quarnel gets some unidentifiable meat from an egg casing.

Clue says (in old-common), 'did you mean Aran?'.

Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'nope'.

Quarnel gives some unidentifiable meat to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Lineaoth'.

Quarnel gets a bouquet of flowers from an egg casing.
Quarnel gives a bouquet of flowers to Clue.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Bribe'.

Clue giggles.

Quarnel nods at himself; he must be getting senile.

Clue blushes as she sees Quarnel here.
Quarnel kisses Clue's hand. How continental!
Clue blushes as she sees Quarnel here.
Clue curtseys gracefully to Quarnel.

Cordir pauses a moment and thinks.
Cordir says, 'Have you selected three Geasa?'.

Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'two, and thinking of the third one as we speak'.

Cordir nods and says, 'would you share the two you have picked?'.

Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Firstly, to always seek to raise the spirits of others, and attempt to get them to see the humorous side of events (excepting real serious stuff, naturall'.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'y)'.

Cordir nods.

Clue says (in old-common), 'line length limit can get annoying'.

Cordir says, '(is that one or two)'.

Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Secondly, to always be available for spells, food, etc, for those nearby, especially new players'.

Cordir nods.
Cordir says, 'those are excellent geasa'.

Clue says (in old-common), '(to Cordir) i guess it was one'.

Quarnel wonders where all that food went.
Quarnel giggles.
Quarnel stands up.
Quarnel utters the words, 'create food'. A Magic Mushroom suddenly appears.
Quarnel gets a Magic Mushroom. Quarnel eats a Magic Mushroom.
Quarnel utters the words, 'create food'. A Magic Mushroom suddenly appears.

Clue gives some unidentifiable meat to Quarnel.

Quarnel snickers softly.
Quarnel eats some unidentifiable meat.

Clue gives a pretzel to Quarnel.

Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'mmm... mystery meat'.

Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'and errr... thirdly, to broaden my horizons through frequent mobmasteries, loc quests, etc... since I tend to only visit certain zones'.

Cordir nods.
Cordir says, 'Clue swore something similar'.
Cordir says, 'trying to force herself out of old patterns.'.

Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'Clue swore?'.
Quarnel tsks.

Cordir nods.

Clue ftells, 'welcome to the Chosen of Fate, Quarnel'.

Cordir says, 'vividly.'.

Quarnel grins mischievously.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'ehh... weird grin'.

Clue blushes.

Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'it'll take getting used to'.

Mnaramenth ftells, 'uhhh...?'.

Clue wonders if anyone know how difficult it is for a vamp to blush.

Quarnel smirks.
Quarnel says (in minotaur), 'looks sorta like a mime'.

Cordir nods.
Cordir says, 'well, I accept these geasa.'.

Clue says (in old-common), 'witnessed'.

Cordir says, 'And gladly accept you into the Chosen, Quarnel.'.

accept quarnel
You have accepted Quarnel into your following.

Cordir ftells, 'welcome to the Chosen of Fate!'.

Mnaramenth arrives from the north.

Quarnel ftells, 'howdy =)'.

Cordir ftells, 'we're glad to have you'.

Mnaramenth ftells, 'welcome Quarnel'.

(End Log)

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