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Silonch

2014-03-28T19:50:32Z

Silonch: /* Personal Timeline: */

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[[Category:Black Conclave]]
[[File:Silonch2.jpg]] 

== Mud Contributions: ==
===Silonch: How deep is the knowing===
Fri Oct 13 13:39:08 2000 
To: all 
Heart's blood 
dream woven 
Interlaced 
through all that I am. 
Soul bound 
through lifetimes 
Traversing worlds 
Spanning time 
Hauntingly beautiful 
Blessedly sweet 
deeply held 
Forever mine 
 

===Silonch: Secret Hearts===
Sat Aug 12 12:41:18 2000 
To: All 
 
The secrets of a heart remain sacred 
Given and held in trust 
Seek it not, for it's purchase 
Be it blessing or curse 
Is not for the likes of thee. 
 
I will die ten thousand times 
and lie down in the arms of my enemy 
Before I take one step 
to be less then what I am - and be only 
What you would make of me 
 
And thus, I remain only 
In everything that was 
and a faint whisper 
of sweet dreams to be 
Thy ghost a fleeting memory 
 
I wish there was a place for me 
Where something awaits me other then hurt 
I do find it only in my dreams 
and never, ever 
At the hands of men. 
 
The secrets of a heart remain sacred 
Given and held in trust 
Seek it not, for it's purchase 
is both blessing and curse 
when it is not held 
By thee. 
 
Silonch, Sorceress of the Black Conclave of Nashite 
Devoted Pest of the Arch Lich 
 

===To Those Who Would Seek Lord Nash===
(written for the temple of [[Drakar]]: [[The Nashite Sodality of Peace]]) 

"To those who would seek Lord Nash:

Know that this journey is not an easy one, nor for the weak of heart, or
for those of fickle spirit.

Worship with no small measure. Once blessed, build a sacristy, deep within
your soul. Let no other enter. Let the praise of Lord Nash beat in the
rhythm of every heartbeat. Breathe faith into your lungs. Tattoo it, or
etch it, with blood upon your forehead. Allow FAITH to nourish and light
all that you are.

Sing Lord Nash's praises from the rooftops. Fell the walls with your joy.
Fear not the massive that rise against you, for they are set to make you
strong. They are GIFTS. Understand that faith, by its very nature, does
not require proof. Know that in the very act of belief - the bonds of this
sacred trust - there is an untouchable power and peace.

Waiver not from your quest. Find perfection in the voice of your God, the
hands of your brothers and sisters, and by the grace of Lord Nash, in the
truth of your own heart.

Only in Lord Nash is there immortality and faith without end. Blessed be
those who believe.

- Silonch, Witch of the Black Conclave of Nashite
Devoted Pest of the Arch-Lich"

== Current Description: ==
'''11/20/2011:''' 
A soft blush stains the cheeks of the slight elven girl as she notices your gaze.
She shyly looks up through her lashes and whispers, "Pardon me."
She sidesteps out of your path, and then glances back.
"Can I be of service? What seek thee?"
She unconciously covers a spot just below ...where her heart should be.
She waves a soft goodbye.
Perhaps we shall meet again, and you will share your story.
Silonch has a special twinkle in her eye.
Silonch is in perfect health.

Silonch is using:
<used as light> (Glowing) a war banner
<worn around neck> (Artifact magic) a Minor Amulet of Health
<worn on body> an elegant green dress
<worn about body> the grey robes of the clerk
<wielded> (Potent magic) (Humming) a Mourning Star
<held> (Moderate magic) a golden rose
<worn with pride> (Red Aura) the Mark of the Black Conclave
<worn with pride> (Moderate magic) (Heathen) the Symbol of the High Mage of Kuroth
 

'''(Written by [[Cordir]])''' 
You draw a ragged breath at the sight of those eyes; dark orbs filled with an unrequited longing that consumes her days. Like a flame, she burns for one purpose only - but he knows it not. Realizing that you are not he, she turns, head bowed. Her hair falls to shield her face like a midnight black veil streaked with intriguing locks of crimson and starlight, matching the twin auras that swirl about her petite form. 
Almost as if she somehow _hears_ your pity and interest, she whirls, the color high in her pale cheeks. "Don't you DARE..." The words are edged out from between gritted teeth, the slightest hint of moisture in her eyes. Her fists clench, but do not stray to her weapons; odd for one who wears the symbol of the Arch Lich's Black Conclave. With such fiery passion, she almost seems more suited to bear Tel's Blade. But no, she has chosen another Path - one to a Perfection as distant as the man who holds her heart... but still, she must strive... or else be extinguished. 
'''(Written by [[Cordir]])''' 
Silver laughter catches your ear, and at its lovely, merry tone you simply must pause and discern its source. Scanning the area, it could only have come from the woman over there… She seems comely enough, with dark, flashing eyes and black hair that is streaked with intriguing locks of scarlet and white. Her clothing is simple but well made, her manner friendly and open…but her aura - and the wicked, bloody Mark she wears with pride - denote her as one of the Lich's loyal servants. What a puzzle, you think. A maid… especially one so seemingly kind and gentle… in the Conclave? She doesn't have the look of a Hunter about her, though the magical shields that swirl protectively about her give tale of her magecraft skills. 
She notices your intent gaze, and a light blush creeps over her cheeks. One hand steals up to her throat to close protectively around a necklace of briar roses that lies there. Noting her concern, others in the room glance your way, their hands instinctively much closer to weaponry than her own. One protected and cherished, then, by many… for the auras of her friends are not simply in concert with her own. 
Finally, it dawns upon you. The briar rose.. token of the heart given and lost and found again by Fate… those colors in her hair, those eyes, which until recently held only sorrow and longing… now you recognize her… 
 

== WHO Lists: ==
04/29/1998 Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Silonch the Elf Maiden
05/22/1998 Elf [ Ma:10 ] Silonch is a little mage to big for her britches!
06/21/1998 Elf [ Ma:13 ] Silonch thanks Bootmaster & Vecna with all her heart.
12/??/1999 Elf [ Ma:20 Wa:15 ] Silonch, Sorceress of the Black Conclave
03/??/2000 Elf [ Ma:22 Wa:15 ] Silonch, Sorceress of the Black Conclave
09/11/2001 Elf [ Ma:25 Wa:15 ] Silonch, Witch of the Black Conclave.
08/06/2002 Elf [ Ma:26 Wa:15 ] Silonch, Witch of the Black Conclave.
 

== Character History: ==
My Precious Silonch, 
 
I know as I write this, my daughter, that some of which you find here will hurt and surprise you. I wish I could be there to guide you and help you through what I know will be difficult times. It is my hope that some of what you learn from this missive will help you make your way through dark and treacherous times. Know one thing, my sweetest child, everything I did, I did for you. Please, trust in my words, and let this new knowledge guide you into a new morrow. 
 
When I was not much older than thee, I spent a great deal of time at the spring in Loth Lorien. It was my favorite place to sit and dream. On one such day, I ran to the spring to find it already occupied. I quickly hid behind a bush and peered through the branches to see who dare invade my sanctuary. A Southern Elf, dressed in royal blue, was lying next to the spring. He wasn't moving, and I feared him dead. I ran for help and my mother and I returned to the spring. My mother had him brought to our home and she worked day and night to save his life. It was not an easy thing, and four days and nights passed before he before life again colored his cheeks. I was sitting beside his bed the next morning when he finally opened his eyes. 
 
For the next three months he stayed with my family, mending his wounds and regaining his strength. I'll not tell you his name daughter, now or ever. You will see why as I continue my story. 
 
I helped him on his daily walks and we spent a great deal of time together. He told me tales of adventure, battles against great evil, and of beauty and riches beyond my wildest dreams. His blue aura assured that I was safe in his company, so my parents would allow me out with him unchaperoned. 
 
Aura alone does not a man make my daughter, never forget that. I was a young and curious girl, and he, a strong and experienced man. I fell in love. He soon was aware of my interest, and of my intent to make him mine. Before long, as most men be, he gave in, and took the sweet innocence that I (unknowingly) entrusted to him. 
 
It was a rapturous few weeks. We would steal whatever time we could and meet to lay in each others arms. It was during one of these times my child, that you were conceived. You are my love, my greatest joy, the only thing I do not regret. 
 
It was after one such stolen sultry night, that a messenger arrived at our door. He was wearing my love's rich blue colors, and said he sought a man of royal lineage. The messenger's eyes fell upon the man behind me, and his face lit up with joy. The words he spoke still echo in my heart. 
 
"I bring great news, sir! The search is finally over! Your lady wife is with child. The child is expected with the dawn of the new moon. Your lady asks you to journey to her side. All welcome the newest heir to the throne!" 
 
My world ended. Your father left without a backward glance. The messenger left my family gold to repay us for the care of your father. 
 
I was given no explanation or apology. And, perhaps that is to be expected, I was naught but a common girl. It would be above my station to hope that I might find a place in his life. I did at least, I thought, deserve to know that he had a wife. But such a word did never cross his lips. 
 
From that day on, I hated the blue aura. I vowed when I learned I was carrying you, that he would never learn of you. I left my parents home and traveled to place west of Og, and there spent the remainder of my waiting time. 
 
As I prepared for your birth, I was alone, and frightened. I feared not only the upcoming birth, but also that I would be virtually unprotected and unable to defend myself. I took the remainder of my gold and ventured silently in to Og, seeking a midwife. 
 
It was there I found Calyx, your guardian. She hid me in her home and aided me with your birth. In exchange, I gave her all that remained of my gold, and my solemn vow that you would be raised in the teachings and faith of Lord Nash. I left you there, my dear, in her care. She will raise you as her own and teach you what you need to know to some day wear the aura you are destined for. 
 
I gave her my word that on day of your 16th ascension, she would take you to Molo, the Arch-Lich of the Black Conclave. You will join the faith. From that day forth, you will walk in safety - wearing the mask of evil. Your father, should he ever learn of your birth, will never find you there. 
 
As I prepare to leave you my dear, I say only two more things. First, forgive me. I could not take you with me on my return to the family. This loss will grieve me every day of my life. But should it be known that I bore a child of the man, my family would send word to your father. That I could not bear. He'll never know of you, as long as there be breath in my body. 
 
Secondly, a word of advice my child. If I could foreswear anything else, it would be this: 
 
I wish you not an evil man, and in these times, there is only the Conclave to hold up the teachings of Lord Nash. Though I trust you will hold your faith dear to you, know this before you give your heart. 
 
Love only a man who wears NO aura. It is in such you will find a man who is his own master. He'll not hide behind faith or following. He will speak only his own mind, not the falsity of heritage or 'belief.' It is in such strength you will find true happiness. His actions will speak of his heart, not the bidding of his god, or his family. I wish this for you my child. 
 
My pen does shake and my tears threaten to blur my last words to you. In a moment I leave a final kiss on your brow. My love goes with you, now and always my daughter. Fare thee well. 

== Trivia: ==
* The memory of a kiss between [[Silonch]] and [[Tripper]] was the price paid to Baron Marel, for his aid in a ritual to restore eyesight to [[Talmud]] the Theologian. 
* Silonch is referenced in the temple of [[Tripper]], as one of the "Three Ladies." 
* Silonch is referenced in the mortal history of [[Isolas]] and [[Corri - History|Corri]]. 
* Silonch is referenced in the history of [[Lanfear]]. 
* Silonch received three mentions in [[BlissPoll 2000A]] - Most Enigmatic Mortal, Most Lovable, and Most Friendly.
* Silonch received votes in [[BlissPoll 2001B]], though it was most likely an attempt at humor: The People You'd Most Want to Take with You to Visit the Master of Magic.
* Silonch received votes in [[BlissPoll 2002A]], though again, it was most likely humor: What person do you most fear?
* Silonch took second place in [[BlissPoll 2002B]]'s vote for Nicest Mortal.
* [[Tylorn]] quested two immortals - one for the restring and one for its crafting - to create a gift for Silonch, seen below.
 

== Restrings: ==
'''Worn:''' (Aflame) the mark of a demon's kiss 
'''Long:''' Magically aflame in testament to the passions that inspired it, the perfect imprint of a kiss burns here. 
'''Look mark:''' 
Crimson against white, the still-burning mark of a kiss bestowed by one who is demon-kind glows darkly beneath your gaze. Perhaps it is fueled by the still raging desire that inspired it, yet held in check from harming she who bears it by the equally deep love borne her. 
'''Look kiss:''' 
Every being has an essence. Here, a fragment of the fiery soul of one who has given his life to the Arch-Lich, his devotion to Nash, and his heart to the woman who bears his kiss, burns. How it has been wrested from his flesh and bound by his lips' caress as a gift, you can only imagine... and shudder at the thought of any creature being so driven and tormented by passion, devotion, faith and loyalty, that they would willingly give up some bit of their essence into the keeping of another... 

== Wiki Mentions: ==
=== PK: ===
* [[Grismal vs Silonch]]
=== RP: ===
* [[The Lady and the Preacher]] - Silonch vs Maimer
* [[Indecent Proposals]] - Silonch plays shameless matchmaker!
* [[The Theologian's Tears]] - Pre-story for [[Heartless No More]]
* [[Heartless No More]] - Silonch's heart is recovered
* [[The Twice Lost Heart]] - Silonch's heart is lost a second time, and chaos ensues.
* [[A Lesson in Nashite]] - Silonch is mentioned as an example
* [[How to Accessorize an Outfit]] - Silonch shows up for a visit with Sabella!

== Board Note by Tripper: ==
'''[Board 7] Tripper: Silonch, Tripper's Crimson Lady''' 
Fri Sep 14 15:55:43 2001 
To followers of: Tripper 
Silonch of the Black Conclave is a favored of Tripper. She is a long time friend and to be protected. She does NOT have the heart of the Conclave, but through a mis-guided sense of loyalty cannot or will not desert that which still pains her heart. She is to be loved, and cherished and protected by my Tigers. I will tolerate NO abuse of her. 
 

== Isolas' Thoughts: ==
'''06/22/2003, Log by [[Cordir]]:''' 
Isolas is reading Silonch's history. 
Isolas sighs loudly. 
Isolas says (in common), 'She is without a heart.'. 
 
You nod. 
You say, 'I know.'. 
You say, 'I retrieved it for her once.'. 
 
Isolas says (in common), 'She is, at times, my closest friend.'. 
Isolas says (in common), 'As she is to many, I'm sure.'. 
Isolas says (in common), 'But still, I want to know more.'. 
 
Cordir smiles sadly. 
 
You say, 'we were once sisters.'. 
 
Isolas says (in common), 'In faith?'. 
 
You nod. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'And it seems in similar circumstances.'. 
 
You nod. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'You, unceremoniously brought into the Conclave against your will, and she promised to Lord Nash before her birth.'. 
 
You say, 'True.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'Her mother writes, "Love only a man who wears NO aura."'. 
 
Isolas half smiles. 
 
Isolas sighs loudly. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'Oh well.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'Another silly dream of mine, nothing more.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'It's funny, really.'. 
 
Cordir arches an eyebrow inquisitively. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'You lose loved ones, slowly but surely, and your friend is always there for you.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'And then you wonder, why didn't I see it before? Perhaps she is the one.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'But then, you do not wish to break what you have built in friendship.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'And so you dare not speak the words.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'The ones that change that friendship forever.'. 
 
You say, 'it can be an interesting moment, when you dare to speak or act.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'When I lost Rosalind, my first love, she was there.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'When I was thinking I'd never love again, she was there.'. 
 
Isolas sighs loudly. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'And yet, without a heart, my feelings could not be returned.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'By her, rather.'. 
 
Isolas smiles sincerely, something not often seen. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'I suppose I shall be going.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'Thank you for listening, Lady.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'I'd like to continue later.'. 
Isolas smiles. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'But, for now, I must depart.'. 
Isolas bows deeply. 
Isolas stands up. 
Isolas leaves north. 

== Personal Timeline: ==
April 98 - Silonch is created. 

06/21/1998 At level 13, Silonch dies to a demon. Bootmaster attempts a CR but something bad happens. A big (INVIS) mage CR's for Silonch. She later learns that this mage is Vecna. She asks everyone in the realm what they know about him.

July, August, Sept 1998. Silonch wears a title "Hopelessly devoted to...?". When finally asked about it, Silonch reveals that she's hopelessly devoted to Vecna.

Someone tells her that perhaps the Conclave has magic that will help her grow and be strong enough to venture someday with Vecna, so she joins the Conclave at level 16.

She rarely sees the Vortex mage, but pines for him. On one occasion when she was able to see him, she gives him a "love letter" which has been spellbound with her heart.

November 98 (?) Vecna is assisting Duvel with a CR, and has Duvel hold the bag containing the letter while he is on his mission. Duvel dies of plague while in the guild holding the bag, and his trigger sacs his corpse (and the hold bag containing Sil's letter). Silonch is now "Heartless."

October 3, 1999 - In a ritual lasting over an hour, three pieces of a letter are joined, and three pieces of a heart are restored into one... and returned to the lady Silonch who had lost them: [[Heartless No More]] 

October 14, 1999 - Silonch stumbles into the Copper Dragon, and is promptly slain. The dragon later dies of indigestion, assisted by Skynard. 

January 29, 2000 - Silonch of the Black Conclave bad portals to the Longship, and, in her words, 'Doesn't panic for once.' Some of that is due to the gentle guidance of a friend, which inspires her to write [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/ships-courage.htm "The Face of Courage"]. 

Feb, 2000 - Silonch dies in the Conclave temple, and Tylorn removes her heart from the corpse.

Feb 8, 2000 - Silonch posts, [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/tylornthehunter.html "Tylorn the Hunter"] 

March 30, 2000 - In an effort to assist Stouthbound with a mob mastery, Silonch dies to Scariz... twice... and looses a level. 

April 1, 2000 - Silonch regains 24th level mage. 

April 5, 2000 - Silonch turns down Wolfgang for "the 101st time", according to the amorous Wolfgang. 

May, 2000 - Silonch levels to 25th Mage / 15th Warrior. 

October 13, 2000 - Silonch posts "How Deep is the Knowing. 

November 1, 2000 - Silonch's heart is obtained by the Tigers. Mass chaos ensues and threats are levied against the Tigers should it not be returned to Tylorn. Cordir talks to Silonch about the situation. [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/siltalk.htm <LOG>] 

November/December 2000 - *It is believed that Silonch's heart was sacrificed on the floor of the Tiger temple.

October 18, 2001 - Dezmond publicly [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/dezmondpledge.html pledges himself] to Silonch. 

November 21, 2001 - Silonch of the Black Conclave levels to Ma:26\Wa:15!!!!!!!!! 

November 19, 2002 - per the timeline: "Today I had a bad portal to the Chamber of Storms. The Ancient blue Dragon had me for breakfast. Nazinthas, without being asked, retrieved and returned my corpse - intact. His kindness is much appreciated by Silonch, Devoted Pest and Former Blue Dragon Burrito." 

November 25, 2002 - Cordir runs a 20 question trivia contest. In a tie breaking final point, Greaver barely wins out over Silonch, with Cynder close behind. 

November 30, 2002 - The world is stunned and delighted when Silonch, Witch of the Black Conclave, LEVELS to Ma:27\Wa:15. 

January 12, 2003 - Silonch posts [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2003/insidious.html Insidious] to the TFC forums. 

2006 - Silonch joins the Lich and Vecna in alternate realms.

Sunday May 30, 2010 17:12 Silonch (I) reformed from Molo's following. (Against her wishes).

June 2010- March 2014 - Silonch makes sporadic appearances on TFC. She sits in the guild, looking for her Master, her brothers, her Wizard. She writes a secret diary.

[[Category:Nashite References]]
[[category:People]]

Silonch

2014-03-28T13:31:58Z

Silonch: /* Personal Timeline: */

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[[Category:Black Conclave]]
[[File:Silonch2.jpg]] 

== Mud Contributions: ==
===Silonch: How deep is the knowing===
Fri Oct 13 13:39:08 2000 
To: all 
Heart's blood 
dream woven 
Interlaced 
through all that I am. 
Soul bound 
through lifetimes 
Traversing worlds 
Spanning time 
Hauntingly beautiful 
Blessedly sweet 
deeply held 
Forever mine 
 

===Silonch: Secret Hearts===
Sat Aug 12 12:41:18 2000 
To: All 
 
The secrets of a heart remain sacred 
Given and held in trust 
Seek it not, for it's purchase 
Be it blessing or curse 
Is not for the likes of thee. 
 
I will die ten thousand times 
and lie down in the arms of my enemy 
Before I take one step 
to be less then what I am - and be only 
What you would make of me 
 
And thus, I remain only 
In everything that was 
and a faint whisper 
of sweet dreams to be 
Thy ghost a fleeting memory 
 
I wish there was a place for me 
Where something awaits me other then hurt 
I do find it only in my dreams 
and never, ever 
At the hands of men. 
 
The secrets of a heart remain sacred 
Given and held in trust 
Seek it not, for it's purchase 
is both blessing and curse 
when it is not held 
By thee. 
 
Silonch, Sorceress of the Black Conclave of Nashite 
Devoted Pest of the Arch Lich 
 

===To Those Who Would Seek Lord Nash===
(written for the temple of [[Drakar]]: [[The Nashite Sodality of Peace]]) 

"To those who would seek Lord Nash:

Know that this journey is not an easy one, nor for the weak of heart, or
for those of fickle spirit.

Worship with no small measure. Once blessed, build a sacristy, deep within
your soul. Let no other enter. Let the praise of Lord Nash beat in the
rhythm of every heartbeat. Breathe faith into your lungs. Tattoo it, or
etch it, with blood upon your forehead. Allow FAITH to nourish and light
all that you are.

Sing Lord Nash's praises from the rooftops. Fell the walls with your joy.
Fear not the massive that rise against you, for they are set to make you
strong. They are GIFTS. Understand that faith, by its very nature, does
not require proof. Know that in the very act of belief - the bonds of this
sacred trust - there is an untouchable power and peace.

Waiver not from your quest. Find perfection in the voice of your God, the
hands of your brothers and sisters, and by the grace of Lord Nash, in the
truth of your own heart.

Only in Lord Nash is there immortality and faith without end. Blessed be
those who believe.

- Silonch, Witch of the Black Conclave of Nashite
Devoted Pest of the Arch-Lich"

== Current Description: ==
'''11/20/2011:''' 
A soft blush stains the cheeks of the slight elven girl as she notices your gaze.
She shyly looks up through her lashes and whispers, "Pardon me."
She sidesteps out of your path, and then glances back.
"Can I be of service? What seek thee?"
She unconciously covers a spot just below ...where her heart should be.
She waves a soft goodbye.
Perhaps we shall meet again, and you will share your story.
Silonch has a special twinkle in her eye.
Silonch is in perfect health.

Silonch is using:
<used as light> (Glowing) a war banner
<worn around neck> (Artifact magic) a Minor Amulet of Health
<worn on body> an elegant green dress
<worn about body> the grey robes of the clerk
<wielded> (Potent magic) (Humming) a Mourning Star
<held> (Moderate magic) a golden rose
<worn with pride> (Red Aura) the Mark of the Black Conclave
<worn with pride> (Moderate magic) (Heathen) the Symbol of the High Mage of Kuroth
 

'''(Written by [[Cordir]])''' 
You draw a ragged breath at the sight of those eyes; dark orbs filled with an unrequited longing that consumes her days. Like a flame, she burns for one purpose only - but he knows it not. Realizing that you are not he, she turns, head bowed. Her hair falls to shield her face like a midnight black veil streaked with intriguing locks of crimson and starlight, matching the twin auras that swirl about her petite form. 
Almost as if she somehow _hears_ your pity and interest, she whirls, the color high in her pale cheeks. "Don't you DARE..." The words are edged out from between gritted teeth, the slightest hint of moisture in her eyes. Her fists clench, but do not stray to her weapons; odd for one who wears the symbol of the Arch Lich's Black Conclave. With such fiery passion, she almost seems more suited to bear Tel's Blade. But no, she has chosen another Path - one to a Perfection as distant as the man who holds her heart... but still, she must strive... or else be extinguished. 
'''(Written by [[Cordir]])''' 
Silver laughter catches your ear, and at its lovely, merry tone you simply must pause and discern its source. Scanning the area, it could only have come from the woman over there… She seems comely enough, with dark, flashing eyes and black hair that is streaked with intriguing locks of scarlet and white. Her clothing is simple but well made, her manner friendly and open…but her aura - and the wicked, bloody Mark she wears with pride - denote her as one of the Lich's loyal servants. What a puzzle, you think. A maid… especially one so seemingly kind and gentle… in the Conclave? She doesn't have the look of a Hunter about her, though the magical shields that swirl protectively about her give tale of her magecraft skills. 
She notices your intent gaze, and a light blush creeps over her cheeks. One hand steals up to her throat to close protectively around a necklace of briar roses that lies there. Noting her concern, others in the room glance your way, their hands instinctively much closer to weaponry than her own. One protected and cherished, then, by many… for the auras of her friends are not simply in concert with her own. 
Finally, it dawns upon you. The briar rose.. token of the heart given and lost and found again by Fate… those colors in her hair, those eyes, which until recently held only sorrow and longing… now you recognize her… 
 

== WHO Lists: ==
04/29/1998 Elf [ Ma: 5 ] Silonch the Elf Maiden
05/22/1998 Elf [ Ma:10 ] Silonch is a little mage to big for her britches!
06/21/1998 Elf [ Ma:13 ] Silonch thanks Bootmaster & Vecna with all her heart.
12/??/1999 Elf [ Ma:20 Wa:15 ] Silonch, Sorceress of the Black Conclave
03/??/2000 Elf [ Ma:22 Wa:15 ] Silonch, Sorceress of the Black Conclave
09/11/2001 Elf [ Ma:25 Wa:15 ] Silonch, Witch of the Black Conclave.
08/06/2002 Elf [ Ma:26 Wa:15 ] Silonch, Witch of the Black Conclave.
 

== Character History: ==
My Precious Silonch, 
 
I know as I write this, my daughter, that some of which you find here will hurt and surprise you. I wish I could be there to guide you and help you through what I know will be difficult times. It is my hope that some of what you learn from this missive will help you make your way through dark and treacherous times. Know one thing, my sweetest child, everything I did, I did for you. Please, trust in my words, and let this new knowledge guide you into a new morrow. 
 
When I was not much older than thee, I spent a great deal of time at the spring in Loth Lorien. It was my favorite place to sit and dream. On one such day, I ran to the spring to find it already occupied. I quickly hid behind a bush and peered through the branches to see who dare invade my sanctuary. A Southern Elf, dressed in royal blue, was lying next to the spring. He wasn't moving, and I feared him dead. I ran for help and my mother and I returned to the spring. My mother had him brought to our home and she worked day and night to save his life. It was not an easy thing, and four days and nights passed before he before life again colored his cheeks. I was sitting beside his bed the next morning when he finally opened his eyes. 
 
For the next three months he stayed with my family, mending his wounds and regaining his strength. I'll not tell you his name daughter, now or ever. You will see why as I continue my story. 
 
I helped him on his daily walks and we spent a great deal of time together. He told me tales of adventure, battles against great evil, and of beauty and riches beyond my wildest dreams. His blue aura assured that I was safe in his company, so my parents would allow me out with him unchaperoned. 
 
Aura alone does not a man make my daughter, never forget that. I was a young and curious girl, and he, a strong and experienced man. I fell in love. He soon was aware of my interest, and of my intent to make him mine. Before long, as most men be, he gave in, and took the sweet innocence that I (unknowingly) entrusted to him. 
 
It was a rapturous few weeks. We would steal whatever time we could and meet to lay in each others arms. It was during one of these times my child, that you were conceived. You are my love, my greatest joy, the only thing I do not regret. 
 
It was after one such stolen sultry night, that a messenger arrived at our door. He was wearing my love's rich blue colors, and said he sought a man of royal lineage. The messenger's eyes fell upon the man behind me, and his face lit up with joy. The words he spoke still echo in my heart. 
 
"I bring great news, sir! The search is finally over! Your lady wife is with child. The child is expected with the dawn of the new moon. Your lady asks you to journey to her side. All welcome the newest heir to the throne!" 
 
My world ended. Your father left without a backward glance. The messenger left my family gold to repay us for the care of your father. 
 
I was given no explanation or apology. And, perhaps that is to be expected, I was naught but a common girl. It would be above my station to hope that I might find a place in his life. I did at least, I thought, deserve to know that he had a wife. But such a word did never cross his lips. 
 
From that day on, I hated the blue aura. I vowed when I learned I was carrying you, that he would never learn of you. I left my parents home and traveled to place west of Og, and there spent the remainder of my waiting time. 
 
As I prepared for your birth, I was alone, and frightened. I feared not only the upcoming birth, but also that I would be virtually unprotected and unable to defend myself. I took the remainder of my gold and ventured silently in to Og, seeking a midwife. 
 
It was there I found Calyx, your guardian. She hid me in her home and aided me with your birth. In exchange, I gave her all that remained of my gold, and my solemn vow that you would be raised in the teachings and faith of Lord Nash. I left you there, my dear, in her care. She will raise you as her own and teach you what you need to know to some day wear the aura you are destined for. 
 
I gave her my word that on day of your 16th ascension, she would take you to Molo, the Arch-Lich of the Black Conclave. You will join the faith. From that day forth, you will walk in safety - wearing the mask of evil. Your father, should he ever learn of your birth, will never find you there. 
 
As I prepare to leave you my dear, I say only two more things. First, forgive me. I could not take you with me on my return to the family. This loss will grieve me every day of my life. But should it be known that I bore a child of the man, my family would send word to your father. That I could not bear. He'll never know of you, as long as there be breath in my body. 
 
Secondly, a word of advice my child. If I could foreswear anything else, it would be this: 
 
I wish you not an evil man, and in these times, there is only the Conclave to hold up the teachings of Lord Nash. Though I trust you will hold your faith dear to you, know this before you give your heart. 
 
Love only a man who wears NO aura. It is in such you will find a man who is his own master. He'll not hide behind faith or following. He will speak only his own mind, not the falsity of heritage or 'belief.' It is in such strength you will find true happiness. His actions will speak of his heart, not the bidding of his god, or his family. I wish this for you my child. 
 
My pen does shake and my tears threaten to blur my last words to you. In a moment I leave a final kiss on your brow. My love goes with you, now and always my daughter. Fare thee well. 

== Trivia: ==
* The memory of a kiss between [[Silonch]] and [[Tripper]] was the price paid to Baron Marel, for his aid in a ritual to restore eyesight to [[Talmud]] the Theologian. 
* Silonch is referenced in the temple of [[Tripper]], as one of the "Three Ladies." 
* Silonch is referenced in the mortal history of [[Isolas]] and [[Corri - History|Corri]]. 
* Silonch is referenced in the history of [[Lanfear]]. 
* Silonch received three mentions in [[BlissPoll 2000A]] - Most Enigmatic Mortal, Most Lovable, and Most Friendly.
* Silonch received votes in [[BlissPoll 2001B]], though it was most likely an attempt at humor: The People You'd Most Want to Take with You to Visit the Master of Magic.
* Silonch received votes in [[BlissPoll 2002A]], though again, it was most likely humor: What person do you most fear?
* Silonch took second place in [[BlissPoll 2002B]]'s vote for Nicest Mortal.
* [[Tylorn]] quested two immortals - one for the restring and one for its crafting - to create a gift for Silonch, seen below.
 

== Restrings: ==
'''Worn:''' (Aflame) the mark of a demon's kiss 
'''Long:''' Magically aflame in testament to the passions that inspired it, the perfect imprint of a kiss burns here. 
'''Look mark:''' 
Crimson against white, the still-burning mark of a kiss bestowed by one who is demon-kind glows darkly beneath your gaze. Perhaps it is fueled by the still raging desire that inspired it, yet held in check from harming she who bears it by the equally deep love borne her. 
'''Look kiss:''' 
Every being has an essence. Here, a fragment of the fiery soul of one who has given his life to the Arch-Lich, his devotion to Nash, and his heart to the woman who bears his kiss, burns. How it has been wrested from his flesh and bound by his lips' caress as a gift, you can only imagine... and shudder at the thought of any creature being so driven and tormented by passion, devotion, faith and loyalty, that they would willingly give up some bit of their essence into the keeping of another... 

== Wiki Mentions: ==
=== PK: ===
* [[Grismal vs Silonch]]
=== RP: ===
* [[The Lady and the Preacher]] - Silonch vs Maimer
* [[Indecent Proposals]] - Silonch plays shameless matchmaker!
* [[The Theologian's Tears]] - Pre-story for [[Heartless No More]]
* [[Heartless No More]] - Silonch's heart is recovered
* [[The Twice Lost Heart]] - Silonch's heart is lost a second time, and chaos ensues.
* [[A Lesson in Nashite]] - Silonch is mentioned as an example
* [[How to Accessorize an Outfit]] - Silonch shows up for a visit with Sabella!

== Board Note by Tripper: ==
'''[Board 7] Tripper: Silonch, Tripper's Crimson Lady''' 
Fri Sep 14 15:55:43 2001 
To followers of: Tripper 
Silonch of the Black Conclave is a favored of Tripper. She is a long time friend and to be protected. She does NOT have the heart of the Conclave, but through a mis-guided sense of loyalty cannot or will not desert that which still pains her heart. She is to be loved, and cherished and protected by my Tigers. I will tolerate NO abuse of her. 
 

== Isolas' Thoughts: ==
'''06/22/2003, Log by [[Cordir]]:''' 
Isolas is reading Silonch's history. 
Isolas sighs loudly. 
Isolas says (in common), 'She is without a heart.'. 
 
You nod. 
You say, 'I know.'. 
You say, 'I retrieved it for her once.'. 
 
Isolas says (in common), 'She is, at times, my closest friend.'. 
Isolas says (in common), 'As she is to many, I'm sure.'. 
Isolas says (in common), 'But still, I want to know more.'. 
 
Cordir smiles sadly. 
 
You say, 'we were once sisters.'. 
 
Isolas says (in common), 'In faith?'. 
 
You nod. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'And it seems in similar circumstances.'. 
 
You nod. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'You, unceremoniously brought into the Conclave against your will, and she promised to Lord Nash before her birth.'. 
 
You say, 'True.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'Her mother writes, "Love only a man who wears NO aura."'. 
 
Isolas half smiles. 
 
Isolas sighs loudly. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'Oh well.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'Another silly dream of mine, nothing more.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'It's funny, really.'. 
 
Cordir arches an eyebrow inquisitively. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'You lose loved ones, slowly but surely, and your friend is always there for you.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'And then you wonder, why didn't I see it before? Perhaps she is the one.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'But then, you do not wish to break what you have built in friendship.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'And so you dare not speak the words.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'The ones that change that friendship forever.'. 
 
You say, 'it can be an interesting moment, when you dare to speak or act.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'When I lost Rosalind, my first love, she was there.'. 
 
Isolas says (in elven), 'When I was thinking I'd never love again, she was there.'. 
 
Isolas sighs loudly. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'And yet, without a heart, my feelings could not be returned.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'By her, rather.'. 
 
Isolas smiles sincerely, something not often seen. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'I suppose I shall be going.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'Thank you for listening, Lady.'. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'I'd like to continue later.'. 
Isolas smiles. 
Isolas says (in elven), 'But, for now, I must depart.'. 
Isolas bows deeply. 
Isolas stands up. 
Isolas leaves north. 

== Personal Timeline: ==
April 98 - Silonch is created. 

06/21/1998 At level 13, Silonch dies to a demon. Bootmaster attempts a CR but something bad happens. A big (INVIS) mage CR's for Silonch. She later learns that this mage is Vecna. She asks everyone in the realm what they know about him.

July, August, Sept 1998. Silonch wears a title "Hopelessly devoted to...?". When finally asked about it, Silonch reveals that she's hopelessly devoted to Vecna.

Someone tells her that perhaps the Conclave has magic that will help her grow and be strong enough to venture someday with Vecna, so she joins the Conclave at level 16.

She rarely sees the Vortex mage, but pines for him. On one occasion when she was able to see him, she gives him a "love letter" which has been spellbound with her heart.

November 98 (?) Vecna is assisting Duvel with a CR, and has Duvel hold the bag containing the letter while he is on his mission. Duvel dies of plague while in the guild holding the bag, and his trigger sacs his corpse (and the hold bag containing Sil's letter). Silonch is now "Heartless."

October 3, 1999 - In a ritual lasting over an hour, three pieces of a letter are joined, and three pieces of a heart are restored into one... and returned to the lady Silonch who had lost them: [[Heartless No More]] 

October 14, 1999 - Silonch stumbles into the Copper Dragon, and is promptly slain. The dragon later dies of indigestion, assisted by Skynard. 

January 29, 2000 - Silonch of the Black Conclave bad portals to the Longship, and, in her words, 'Doesn't panic for once.' Some of that is due to the gentle guidance of a friend, which inspires her to write [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/ships-courage.htm "The Face of Courage"]. 

Feb 8, 2000 - Silonch posts, [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/tylornthehunter.html "Tylorn the Hunter"] 

March 30, 2000 - In an effort to assist Stouthbound with a mob mastery, Silonch dies to Scariz... twice... and looses a level. 

April 1, 2000 - Silonch regains 24th level mage. 

April 5, 2000 - Silonch turns down Wolfgang for "the 101st time", according to the amorous Wolfgang. 

May, 2000 - Silonch levels to 25th Mage / 15th Warrior. 

October 13, 2000 - Silonch posts "How Deep is the Knowing. 

November 1, 2000 - Silonch's heart is obtained by the Tigers. Mass chaos ensues and threats are levied against the Tigers should it not be returned to Tylorn. Cordir talks to Silonch about the situation. [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/siltalk.htm <LOG>] 

October 18, 2001 - Dezmond publicly [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/dezmondpledge.html pledges himself] to Silonch. 

November 21, 2001 - Silonch of the Black Conclave levels to Ma:26\Wa:15!!!!!!!!! 

November 19, 2002 - per the timeline: "Today I had a bad portal to the Chamber of Storms. The Ancient blue Dragon had me for breakfast. Nazinthas, without being asked, retrieved and returned my corpse - intact. His kindness is much appreciated by Silonch, Devoted Pest and Former Blue Dragon Burrito." 

November 25, 2002 - Cordir runs a 20 question trivia contest. In a tie breaking final point, Greaver barely wins out over Silonch, with Cynder close behind. 

November 30, 2002 - The world is stunned and delighted when Silonch, Witch of the Black Conclave, LEVELS to Ma:27\Wa:15. 

January 12, 2003 - Silonch posts [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2003/insidious.html Insidious] to the TFC forums. 

[[Category:Nashite References]]
[[category:People]]

Rhyvn

2014-02-05T14:01:01Z

Silonch: /* Player Information: */

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== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== Current Description: ==
(Description by [[Samiyah]])
Slim and graceful as a reed swaying in the wind, the young elven maiden before
you smiles readily, her expression open and friendly. Her violet eyes lure you
in - the intense color of them almost as intriguing as the sense that while an
exterior of youth is visible, an older soul lies within. Her dark, silky hair
is a touchable frame around her narrow face, the tips of her ears peeping out,
proclaiming her heritage. A tiny purple ring adorns the point of one ear, the
bright color contrasting with her dark clothing and leather armor, which has a
distinctly motley appearance, if gifted to her by a number of individuals with
very different taste in clothing and opinions on the value of various magics.
Already distracted, she glances about the area looking for her Teacher and any
of that growing number that she calls friends.
 
== WHO Lists: ==
11/30/13 Elf [ Ma:11 ] Rhyvn likes shiny things!
11/30/13 Elf [ Ma:11 ] Rhyvn is the queen of pickles! xp xp xp!
11/30/13 Elf [ Ma:11 ] Rhyvn swimming in a vat of pickles!
11/30/13 Elf [ Ma:12 ] Rhyvn likes shiny things! xp xp xp!
11/30/13 Elf [ Ma:11 ] Rhyvn will try not to need help!
12/03/13 Elf [ Ma:13 ] Rhyvn: Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
12/05/13 Elf [ Ma:14 ] Rhyvn likes shiny things! XP XP XP!
12/09/13 Elf [ Ma:14 ] Rhyvn is a little bit!
12/09/13 Elf [ Ma:14 ] Rhyvn studying the life of magic!
12/09/13 Elf [ Ma:14 ] Rhyvn is always in a pickle! Bad Mage!
12/10/13 Elf [ Ma:15 ] Rhyvn is always in a pickle! Bad Mage!
12/10/13 Elf [ Ma:15 ] Rhyvn has stars in her eyes! Box Stander!
12/10/13 Elf [ Ma:15 ] Rhyvn jumping pickle to pickle!
12/11/13 Elf [ Ma:15 ] Rhyvn I'm getting nothin for Christmas!
12/13/13 Elf [ Ma:16 ] Rhyvn, Little Sister. Pickle Jumper. +Shiny Things
12/16/13 Elf [ Ma:17 ] Rhyvn, Little Sister. Pickle Jumper. +Shiny Things
12/19/13 Elf [ Ma:17 ] Rhyvn, Little Sister. Pickle Jumper. +Shiny Things
12/28/13 Elf [ Ma:18 ] Rhyvn, Little Sister. Pickle Jumper. +Shiny Things
01/01/14 Elf [ Ma:19 ] Rhyvn, Elephant Killer!
01/01/14 Elf [ Ma:19 ] Rhyvn, Little sister - Pickle Jumper - +Shiny Thin
01/01/14 Elf [ Ma:19 ] Rhyvn. Little Sis, Pickle Jumper, +Shiny Things.

 

== Character History: ==
A work in progress... 
 
Rhyvn is one of a pair of twins from a time (very) long ago. Her twin sister is Rhyan. 
 
They were part of a boisterous adventuring family, and all was well and dandy until their father got all twitchy for adventure, and left the realm for two years. 
 
When he came back he caught their mother in bed with a WarDancer. Then, all heck broke loose. 
 
Their parents separated and fought over the twins for years. The twins were yanked back and forth like marionette dolls. The twins were frequently stolen from the beds in the middle of the night, and shuttled all over the realm, hidden from this parent or that. 
 
Finally, their Grandfather interceded and took them away to another realm. They adventured as they grew, and learned the ways of elven magic. 
 
One cataclysmic night, their parents caught up with Grandfather, and the ensuing magical battle threatened to destroy every family member. 
 
Grandfather used an ancient explosion scroll to send the girls away, and they landed in the Realm of the Final Challenge. To prevent their parents from finding them, the Grandfather also cast a spell of division. Rhyvn and Rhyan cannot be within the realm at the same time. To prevent this isolation from harming the girls, Grandfather also cast a spell of forget. Rhyvy and Rhyan do not know they are sisters. 
 
Unfortunately, the forget spell also caused Rhyvn and Rhyan to forget all their previously learned magical ability. 
 
Fortunately – the pathways remain… 
 
== Trivia: ==
* Rhyvn is the student of [[Belsambar]]
* A Corpse of Rhyvn hide was specifically named as an item to be collected in [[Venom]]'s scavenger hunt (12/30/13)
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
 
== Personal Timeline: ==
 
[[12-23-2013]]: Rhyvn learns from [[Belsambar]] that [[Venom]] is a vampire once more. 
 
12/24/13: Rhyvn, seeking snow for the [[Snowman Wars 2013 ]], wanders into a dangerous part of Aara City. Within mere seconds, three level 50s leap to the rescue are scouring the area for her corpse" [[Belsambar]], [[Samiyah]], and [[Nicholai]]. 
 
[[12-30-2013]]: Rhyvn learns that she has been targetted by [[Venom]] for his scavenger hunt, and has an odd interaction with [[Cusithe]], which she fears may be a precursor of the [[12-30-2013#The_Scent_of_Things_To_Come|scent of things to come]].

[[02-02-2014]]: Sunday. Rhyvn killed by Whisk (I).
 
[[02-04-2014]]: Tuesday. Rhyvn killed by Venom (XLII).
 
[[02-04-2014]]: Rhyvn is adopted by Hutt.
 


== Player Information: ==
 
Rhyvn is a little bit rusty!

Rhyvn

2014-02-05T14:00:13Z

Silonch: /* Personal Timeline: */

Chronic

2011-11-20T20:59:02Z

Silonch: /* Player Provided Information: */

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[[Category:People]]
[[Category:Pain]]
[[Category:Wardancers]]
[[Category:Black Conclave]]
[[Category:Nashite References]]

== Mud Contributions: ==
 
== Current Description: ==
Written by [[Cordir]]: 
Eyes like burning embers stare back at you. 
You blink, and unconsciously retreat a step. The figure before you does not move, but the sense of menace grows. His silhouette is massive; broad shoulders top a height of nearly six feet. He is still and quiet, but utterly ready to explode into violence should he deem it needed. Battle-scarred skin as pale as snow or moonlight or a corpse bled dry contrasts with the dark toned garments in shades of dull red and bronze which swirl around his body. They are loosely belted and flowing, allowing him free movement. As his gaze scans the room, his hood falls back upon his shoulders. This bares a skull shaved clean, clothed in bizarre, jagged tattoos, the meaning of which you cannot comprehend, that makes your stomach twist leaves you with a lingering sense of disquiet. 
This is not one who travels with the pack, you instantly sense. He is one who walks by himself, and all places are known to him. But though he bears the Conclave's Mark, you somehow sense a certain rigid lawfulness about him. 
His voice rasps, startling in its discord. 'Heh. Don't like the look of me? Fine. Used to the stares. You'd think no one'd ever seen an Albino before… 'Oderint dum petuant', as I always say…." 
 

== WHO Lists: ==
06/21/1999 : Hel [ Ma:10 Wa:11 ] Chronic the Half-Elf
06/28/1999 : Hel [ Wa:11 Ma:15 ] Chronic Bronchitis will put PAIN in your chest
09/15/1999 : Hel [ Ma:21 Wa:20 ] Chronic, Crimson Scourge of WarD *Solanthas*
12/06/1999 : Hel [ Wa:29 Ma:25 ] Chronic Bronchitis, Black Knight of the Conclave
02/07/2000 : Hel [ Ma:27 Wa:30 ] Chronic, Pale Cambion of the Black Conclave
03/07/2000 : Hel [ Ma:28 Wa:30 ] Chronic, Pale Cambion of the Black Conclave
08-15-2000 : Hel [ Embalmer ] Chronic, Minion of the Arch-Lich [NASH]
10-16-2000 : Hel [ Executioner ] Chronic, Minion of the Arch-Lich [NASH]
02-19-2001 : Hel [ Executioner ] Chronic, Minion of the Chocolate Queen [Ash Moon] *
08-14-2001 : Hel [ Assassin ] Chronic, Minion of the Arch-Lich [NASH]
08-14-2001 : Hel [ Or:20 Wa:30 Ma:29 ] Chronic, Minion of the Arch-Lich [NASH]
10-28-2002 : Hel [ Ma:29 Wa:30 ] Chronic, Minion of the Arch-Lich [NASH]
03-03-2002 : Hel [ Ma:29 Wa:30 ] Chronic, Minion of the Arch-Lich [NASH]

<nowiki>*</nowiki> Day of Deception
 

== Character History: ==
 
== Trivia: ==
* Chronic was named [[Anathema]] for repeated attacks on the Chosen of Fate, especially [[Boromir]].
* Chronic was on Bubba's infamous Just List: You (34) killed by Chronic (64) on Wed Mar 22 00 16:37:39.
* Chronic appeared on the [[Tiger Retribution List - July 2002]]
* Chronic was mentioned in [[BlissPoll 2001B]]: The People You'd Most Want to Take With You to Visit Scairz, The People You'd Most Want to Take with You to Visit the Master of Magic.
* Chronic was part of the group that were responsible for [[The Fall of A King]].
* Chronic briefly appears in [[The Benefactor]].
* Chronic was specifically mentioned in [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/bezretires.html Beelzebub's retirement note].
 
== Player Provided Information: ==
 
{{note|[[Silonch]]|11-20-11| Chronic, Tylorn and I sort of grew up together in the Conclave. I considered Chronic my brother at heart, and appreciated his constant protection and guidance. I miss both Tylorn and Chronic so much.}}

== Personal Timeline: ==
11/24/99 - Chronic reaches level 28th warrior, and has an EXTRA lucky level, gaining both a train and an extra practice. 
12/14/99 - Chronic Bronchitis reaches 30th level, and joins the High Council of the Black Conclave. 
02/01/2000 - A new Inner Council of the Black Conclave of Nashite is announced and takes control. They include Salem the Black Dragon, High Wizard of the Black Conclave, Stouthbound, Minion of the Arch-Lich, Tylorn, Demonic Guardian of the Black Conclave, Chronic, Pale Cambion of the Black Conclave and Daelin, Grand Knight of the Black Conclave. 
3/11/2000 - [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/chronicordain.htm Chronic is ordained by the Arch Lich]. 
 
== Player Information: ==

Molo

2011-11-20T20:35:26Z

Silonch: /* Player Provided Information: */

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|incarnation = I
|styled_as = The Arch-Lich
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|created = 2x
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|retire_date = June 9, 2010
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[[Category:Black Conclave]]
[[Category:University of Evil]]

[[File:Lich.gif]] [[File:Molo.jpg]] 
Artwork above is a commissioned work by a private party. Copyright 1997 by Jennifer Williamson. The image above may not be reproduced or downloaded without the artist's permission. 

'''Nicknames:''' 
Souless Mage, Demilich of Deception, The Uncaring One, Patron of the Dark Arts, Lord of Indifference, Patron of the Dark Arts, Dread Ruler of the Outer Planes, The Whispered One, Master of the Tower, Keeper of Dark Secrets, Prince of Undead, The One-Who's-Name-Is-Not-Spoken, Master of the Black Conclave, Minion of Sirak, The Second Unholy Pope of Nash, Lich

== Mud Contributions: ==

Molo is the author of 11 different zones on The Final Challenge:

(30 40) [[Baba Yaga's Hut]] Southern Continent
(20 30) [[Cannibal Island]] Maelmordian Seas
(20 50) [[Dragon Tower]] Northern Continent
(10 20) [[Frozen Drift]] Southern Continent
(10 20) [[Molotov Island]] Maelmordian Seas
(30 40) [[Molotov Volcano]] Maelmordian Seas
( ALL ) [[Mountain of Knowledge|Mt. of Knowledge]] Northern Continent
(15 25) [[River of Despair]] Southern Continent
( ALL ) [[Skor'lanis]] Northern Continent
(20 30) [[The Dark Manor]] Maelmordian Seas
( ALL ) [[Trading Post]] Northern Continent
 
== Current Description: ==
'''August 14, 2004:'''
The horrid corpse of the Arch-Lich of Lord Nash stands before you glaring.
Molo is bathed in the essence of charisma.
Molo is in perfect health.

Molo is using:
<worn on finger> (Red Aura) (Potent magic) the Ring of Nash
<worn on body> (Potent magic) a chain mail shirt
<worn on feet> (Invis) (Moderate magic) (Humming) a pair of plate boots
<worn about body> (Moderate magic) Black Robes of the Pontiff of Nashite
<worn around wrist> (Potent magic) a mithril bracer
<wielded> (Moderate magic) a sickle
<held> (Red Aura) (Humming) The Nash Bible
<worn with pride> (Red Aura) the Mark of the Black Conclave
 

== WHO Lists: ==
Hum [ Ma: 8 ] Molo, "Mage for Hire" Date unknown
Hum [ Ma:18 ] Molo, University of Darkness January 09, 1995
Hum [ Ma:18 ] Molo, University Student of Darkness. Date unknown
Hum [ Ma:30 ] Molo, University of Darkness January 11, 1996
Hum [ Ma:26 ] Molo, Arch-Mage of the University of Darkness Date unknown
Hum [ Ma:28 ] Molo, Mage of Darkness Date unknown
Hum [ Ma:29 ] Molo, searching for the way to lichdom Date unknown
Hum [ Ma:30 ] Molo is performing black rites of lichdom Date unknown
Hum [ Lesser God ] Molo, Arch-Lich of Black Conclave of Nashite April 12, 1997
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite June 21, 1999
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, God of Deception October 1, 2000
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite January 31, 2001
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite January 10, 2002
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite January 10, 2003
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite August 14, 2004
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite January 10, 2005
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite January 1, 2006
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite January 13, 2007
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite January 26, 2008
Hum [ Arch-Lich ] Molo, Master of the Black Conclave of Nashite January 26, 2009
 
== Character History: ==
(taken from theblackconclave.org, via the Internet Wayback Machine, circa 2001): 
'''The Early Years:''' 
Born a human within the gates of the city of Midgaard in the realm of The Final Challenge, Molo began his life as a mage. The early cycles of his life are somewhat obscure and there are very few items worth mention here. It is known that he was the first to discover the famous [[Longship]], captained by the notorious demon pirate Vahzlune during a quest, making him the youngest (lowest level) character ever to earn the TFC Explorer Society Medal. 
 
It is also known that he associated with [[Thaygar]]'s famed [[Ebon Hand]] and that many times he was seen helping to pick through the corpses recently slain by the infamous killers [[Seeker]] and [[Dread]] for valuables. It is said that the young mage Molo was hunted endlessly for his parts in assisting murderers with his spell casting. 

Molo rose steadily in levels, yet for some mysterious reason remained unaligned until one day, a lucky warrior-thief caught him off-guard and changed his mortal life forever. This attacker (named [[Kennet D'Augustine|Kennet]]) botched the assassination and Molo escaped by using a staff of teleportation. However, Molo's escape was not clean - he found himself alone in strange surroundings. The room had walls of grey stone and was completely silent, the air was very still. Molo froze in place, not knowing where he was. He quickly brandished his teleport staff again with no effect, Molo dug out a red potion of recall from his bags and quaffed it, also with no effect. He then called for the aid of his evil friend, Seeker and told him what he knew of his location. Seeker quickly replied but was puzzled and told him to stay put while he researched the description of the place he was given. 

Two strange beings soon arrived. The first, a lovely immortal half-elf, who introduced herself as [[Ginny]] - a seductive new demigoddess, who was in search for followers such as Molo. The second, an enormous black aarakocran. The aarakocran was no less than the Greater God known as [[Madman]]. Madman seemed quite amused at the young mage's predicament and after looking around a bit, sat down beside Molo. After Molo recovered from this shock at seeing two immortals before him, he asked what he had done to garnish their attention. 

Madman smiled at Molo, causing him to cringe involuntarily. Madman plainly stated that he gave Molo a one-in-twenty chance of surviving and was interested in watching him die. The young mage pondered his situation carefully and decided to wait to hear what Seeker discovered. 

Seeker finally responded with very grave news. It seems that by all accounts Molo was trapped deep within a dangerous shrine dedicated to neutrality. The shrine was warded against evil and no mortal friend of Molo's would be able to enter to help him. Molo decided to try his luck by bargaining with the immortals for help but Madman just cackled gleefully at him. Ginny however was willing to make a deal; Ginny would save Molo but he would have to serve her for the rest of his days. She would accept his mortal soul as collateral. 

Molo considered the alternative, which was his death and not being able to stop the enemy from obtaining his belongings. He made the deal and Ginny took his soul and took him from the shrine. 

'''Immortality Quest:''' 
When Molo has achieved the level which permitted him a chance at obtaining immortality, he took it. He sought it almost immediately and was granted an audience with the Great Implementor Tynian. 

Tynian is quite an imposing figure and when he summoned the mortal Molo to his private office, Molo was quite uncomfortable. The office was very large with deep plush carpeting and was dominated by a huge cherry wood desk in the center. Tynian was virtually standing upon the desk amidst a jumbled array of notes, sketches, maps and a strange device that Molo did not recognize. Tynian glanced up for a second at Molo, threw him a piece of parchment containing a shopping list and mumbled (dwarfs tend to mumble a lot) something about returning tomorrow with everything on the list. A moment later, a mushroom cloud surrounded Molo and he was back in the guild. 

Looking at the list, Molo saw items he knew and some he had no knowledge of. The list contained a few unique items owned by powerful dragons, demons and undead. Molo went to work immediately. For 20 straight hours, Molo raced from beast to beast, slaying or coercing them to give up their treasure. 

== Molo's Immortal Profile/Bio ==
''(Taken from the TFC Website Archives)'' 
Formerly an Arch-Mage of great power, Molo now exists as a lich. Unlike the other immortals, Molo is not a god per se' but a powerful undead creature with powers that rival those of a demigod. He passed from his human state into a non-human, non-living existence through sheer force of will. Molo's transformation occured because of his own desires for power and the use of powerful and arcane magic granted to him by the Great Implementors. 

In life, Molo used his dark arts to assist those of murderous evil to kill hundreds of helpless beings. Once a neutral mage, he sold his soul to Ginny, the goddess of darkness and rose quickly using the arts of deception, deceit and betrayal. This evil was noticed and smiled upon by the Lord Sirak, First Pope and Son of Nash. Upon reaching his current status of lich, Molo was honored by Lord Sirak with the title of the Second Pope of Nash. 

Molo prefers to act indirectly in the affairs of mortals, guiding and steering his followers to objectives only he needs to understand. Nursed on treachery and deceit, the Lich of Indifference has no compassion for mortals, even his own worshipers. Those who follow him must commit themselves to being utter pawns to his schemes. Followers who serve him well are rewarded with knowledge and power, usually damning secrets others would prefer hidden. Those who anger him often will find themselves betrayed and blackmailed, their darkest secrets suddenly known to those who can hurt them most. Molo acts through a cult of dark spell casters known as the Black Conclave. 

'''(Taken from theblackconclave.org via the Internet Wayback Machine, circa 2001)''' 
Formerly an Arch-Mage of great power, Molo now exists as a lich. Unlike the other immortals of TFC, Molo is not a god per se' but a powerful undead creature with powers that rival those of a Lesser god. The mighty transformation occurred due to a personal desire for power and the use of powerful and arcane magic granted to him by the Great Implementors and Lord Nash himself. 

In life, Molo used his dark arts to assist those of murderous evil to kill hundreds of helpless beings. Once a neutral mage, he sold his soul to Ginny, the Goddess of Darkness and rose quickly through her ranks using the arts of deception, deceit and betrayal. This evil was noticed and smiled upon by the Lord Sirak, First Pope and Son of the Great Lord Nash. 

Upon reaching the status of an immortal lich, Molo was honored by Lord Sirak with the position of Pope of Nashite. As the new Pontiff of Lord Nash, he was sought after by others wishing to gain power and influence and the Black Conclave of Nashite was born. Very quickly, the Conclave rose and became a force in the realm that was both feared and revered. The lich, using powers beyond mortal comprehension, was elevated to the status of Lesser God and gained the title of Arch-Lich in the realm.. 

Currently, the Arch-Lich prefers to act indirectly in the affairs of mortals, guiding and steering his followers to objectives only he needs to understand. Nursed on treachery and deceit, the Lich of Indifference has no compassion for mortals, even his own worshipers. Those who follow him must commit themselves to being utter pawns to his schemes. Followers who serve him well are rewarded with knowledge and power, usually damning secrets others would prefer hidden. Those who anger him often will find themselves betrayed and blackmailed, their darkest secrets suddenly known to those who can hurt them most. 

As a hobby, the Lich enjoys dabbling in the immortal arts of creation. As of this date, he has created two mountains, a volcano, an island, a city, a river, a great manor, several jungles and forests and a magical hut for a powerful witch friend of his. The Arch-Lich makes use of a powerful tool to shape his creations, this is known as Lord Sirak’s Muditor. 

Seldom seen though almost always present, the Arch-Lich remains vigilant in the darkness of his Final Resting Place on TFC and often takes mortal form to walk the realm of Bertoxulous with his newly formed Conclave there. 

== Mortal Trivia: ==
* Snippets of information can be found in [[The Mortal Archives of Molo, the Arch Lich]], including his Score at level 8, 16, and 26.
* Molo joined the [[Plaque6|TFC Explorers Society]] at level 12, finding the [[Longship]]. He was the lowest level character to ever be inducted into the Society.
* Molo cleared Midgaard of all its inhabitants save fidos and kept it clear for 3 days.
* Molo enjoyed Meteor Swarm above most other spells. On one occaision, he 'sank' the Longship using the spell, and had 60 pirates hunting him in revenge.
* Molo enjoyed tormenting [[Khore]]. On one occaision, knowing Khore was on the Fastwater River, Molo gave a number of (human, racist) Midgaard Cityguards boats, cast invis on them, and charmed them to get them to the River. They then floated along the waterway until they came upon the hapless Khore (who was a half-elf)... and promptly attacked him, nearly killing him.
* On [[The Day of the Backup]], Molo was no longer an Immortal Arch-Lich, but rather a level 18 mortal mage once more.
* Molo had a bounty put on his head by the [[Court of Justice.]]
* Molo claims to have only been pk'd once as a mortal: Molo gossips, 'Einskaldir, Coyul and Jaator grouped to slay me during my quest for immortality if I recall correctly.'. Armalag gossips (in common), 'yeah I thought Syrinx got you outide of Ofcol'. Molo gossips, 'No, but Syrinx did manage to land a 300 point backstab on me in Ofcol. I still have the scar'. (December 20, 2003)
 

== Immortal Trivia: ==
* Prior to reaching Lesser God (and thus getting a 'pet' mob), the mob, 'The Evil One' was used by Molo as a DemiGod, for RP purposes. He would switch into the Evil One and gossip, rather than be visible to mortals.
* Molo led the [[Black Conclave]] for a record 10+ years. No other Following Level Immortal has matched this record. This feat is recognized in the [[Room of Records]] on [[Plaque30]]
* Molo was granted a special [[classtitle]] of Arch-Lich as acknowledgement for all of his unique contributions to the mud.
* Molo received several mentions and wins in the [[BlissPoll 2000]], including Most Powerful Immortal, Second Most Powerful Immortal, Most Intimidating Immortal, Most Humorous Immortal, Hairiest Immortal, Best Immortal Enterance & Departure from a Room, and Most Talkative Immortal.
* Molo is acknowledged in the [[Version 3 Launch Thank You Notes]] for " testing stuff without complaint and volunteering for thankless chores."
* Molo provided a 'side bet' to Lorna in regards to [[The Fall of A King]].
* After "unleashing 100 monkeys in Lorna's office" Molo was faced with [[Lorna's Revenge]]
 
== Immortal Entry & Exit: ==
Molo claws out of his shallow grave. 
Molo sinks back into his shallow grave. 
 

== Player Provided Information: ==
{{note|[[Rath]]|07/15/2011| The Lich was an amazing FLI. He roleplayed his character well and was an excellent planner, strategist, and tactician. I never saw him get unnerved or shaken by events that happened to his followers, and seemed to have a plan for everything. He somehow managed to run one of the most powerful followings to ever exist on TFC while simultaneously infusing a sense of discipline and order into some of the more...free spirited players of TFC.}}
 
{{note|[[Silonch]]|11-20-11| I honestly don't know why he put up with me as a player, but I'm so very thankful that he did. Some of my best memories of TFC are directly tied to the Conclave, and to the Lich. "Sil" will always be Conclave, and Lich made TFC a lot more fun. Crazy scary at times, but fun! I can't even begin to post an IC note without crying - so I won't even try. Thank you for everything Lich!}}

== Personal Timeline: ==
11/19995: Molo, an 18th level mage, dies seven times on the Longship, twice at the hands of his goddess, Ginny, and once in the Black Shrine. 
 
1/20/1996: Molo completes his required hours for Ambassadorship, and one week later, becomes a Demi God, leading the Black Conclave. His first follower is [[Grayghost]], a 30th level mage of great power and renown. 
03/1996: Molo is ordained Pope of Nash until 4/96. 
04/1996: [[Sirak]] takes the title, Pope of Nash back from Molo, and holds it himself for a month. 
05/1996: Molo is re-ordained as Pope of Nash and holds the title until 8/96. 
09/11/1996: Molo "kidnaps" [[Cordir]] and annuls her marriage to [[Keller]]. [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/1996/Cordirkeller.htm <log>] 
09/21/1997: Molo posts a note about [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/1997/conclavestats.html Conclave statistics as of today]. 
04/27/1998: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/1998/molorem98.html Molo reminisces on gossip]. 
03/20/1999: Molo excommunicates [[Cordir]] for marrying [[Deamhan]]. 
4/20/1999 - Molo announces that [[Asia]]'s following has been accepted into the Nashite faith, and names her Mistress of Pain and Misery of the Cauldron of Nashite. 
06/11/1999: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/1999/lichgossip.html Molo gets involved in a chat on gossip]. 
07/16/1999: A day where death and chaos seemed to reign... Tynian found a backup from November 1995, and restored it. For a time, Molo was once again an 18th level mage, Aladin was a naked 12th level thief, and [[Lorna]] was a 14th level warrior... 
08/02/1999: The top 3 followings at this time are: the Black Conclave (Molo), the Flying Tigers (Lorna), and the WarDancers (Solanthas), in that order. 
10/04/1999: Molo ordains [[Stouthbound]], the first Half-Ogre Ordained. 
01/29/2000: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/manykitties.htm Molo's office is invaded by 250 kittens]. 
02/01/2000: Molo announces a new Inner Council of the Black Conclave of Nashite, and grants them control of the following. They include [[Salem|Salem the Black Dragon, High Wizard of the Black Conclave]], [[Stouthbound|Stouthbound, Minion of the Arch-Lich]], [[Tylorn|Tylorn, Demonic Guardian of the Black Conclave]], [[Chronic|Chronic, Pale Cambion of the Black Conclave]] and [[Daelin|Daelin, Grand Knight of the Black Conclave]]. 
03/11/2000: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2000/chronicordain.htm Molo ordains Chronic]. 
03/20/2000: Elladan is killed by Lorna for singing "Lorna and Molo, sitting in a tree" when he discovers Lorna and Molo together in the crypt. 
04/26/2000: Molo orders the death of UuKrul for violating one of the Nashite laws. He is dead within minutes. 
05/09/2000: [[Tylorn]] is Ordained by Molo. 
07/03/2000: Molo declares that Life's Blood is to be hunted by his Conclave for the next five days, for one of their following members questioning of his judgment on an issue. 
07/04/2000: Molo declares that Life's Blood is to be hunted indefinitely, due to further mortal questioning of his decisions. 
08/19/2000: A GT is held in Phoenix, with Marisa, Marisa's RL son, Molo, Molo's lawyer, [[Tynian]], [[Darkmoon]] & family, and [[Syla]] attending. 
01/19/2001: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/molochgs.html Molo posts a note to all about membership requirements for the Conclave]. Molo announces on gossip that he has "2,026kg of equipment in 696 items". 
02/19/2001: The Conclave holds a "[[Day of Deception]]", using fake titles from other followings, and telling some people that Molo retired. 
08/08/2001: Molo casts Fear on three of his followers after he learns they have broken his rules about speaking with [[Cordir]]: [[The Lich's Word]] 
09/06/2001: [[Mandrake]] posts his [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/viewpoint.htm viewpoint] on the good/evil debate.[http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/deadspeaks.htm Molo posts a response] to Mandrake. 
10/22/2001: Molo posts a poll on his webpage asking for feedback. 
10/24/2001: [[http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/conclavenotes.html A number of notes are posted in response to Molo's survey]. 
11/23/2001: Molo gossips, 'I'll be 8,000 years old Monday.' 'If Tynian gives me permission, I will probably take a month break from TFC and allow you mortals time to adjust.'. 
11/24/2001: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/licharchive.htm Molo makes available a large amount of info from his various early logs], including who lists, scores, etc. 
11/25/2001: Molo, aka The Arch Lich of the Black Conclave, reaches 8,000 years old today, marking 7,500 years as an immortal. 
 
03/08/2002: [[Keller Amberlin D'Augustine]] is recreated, after a very long absence from the mud. Quite probably as a direct result, Molo goes visible to the world. 
04/21/2002: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2002/apexchocolate.html Molo wipes Apex Chocolate out of existence]. 
05/03/2002: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2002/moloreminisces.html Molo reminisces on gossip]. 
05/27/2002: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2002/immortalportraits.html Molo posts a note about immortal portraits]. 
06/03/2002: Molo posts a note about the [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2002/conclavecult.html Black Conclave as a cult following]. Several others [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2002/conclavereact.html post notes in reaction] to Molo's announcement. 
06/06/2002: Molo posts a graphical wizlist. (Link no longer active) 
06/13/2002: [[Silonch]] posts a [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2002/silonchrem.html note asking for remembrances about Molo]. 
09/09/2002: Molo and Gavin's followings both go to Cult status. 
11/09/2002: Someone (assumed to be Molo) shouts, 'All Hail Cynder, Diabolical Belle of my Black Conclave. Newest Member of the Conclave High Council.'. 
11/14/2002: Specious is ordained "Crypt Keeper" by Molo! 
11/17/2002: Molo shouts, 'All Hail Lictilon, Arcane Minister of The Black Conclave. Newest member of the Conclave High Council!' 
12/16/2002: [[Rath]] is ordained "Gravedigger" by Molo. 
 
08/22/2003: Molo turns 9000 years old. 
10/27/2003: Molo holds a contest where the participants have to race from hometown saferoom to hometown saferoom within a certain amount of time and tag Molo, and the winner is Ink. But what's really amazing about this is that Molo's actually vis! Of course, Schwartz gossips (in common), 'Will this be a plaque in RoR, with all the public poking of the Arch-Lich?'. 
 
04/23/2004: http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2004/retirement.html Molo posts Retirement]. 
05/16/2004: Khorlan loses a 300k bet with Molo. 
05/28/2004: Dundrave is ordained "Servant" by Molo! 
10/30/2004: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2004/schwartzattend.html Molo is granted his first attendant], Schwartz. 
11/18/2004: Molo posts a note regarding [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2004/futurefol.html future followers of Schwartz]. 
11/25/2004: Molo turns 10,000 years old. 
12/08/2004: Molo posts a note about [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2004/conclavehunt.html Conclave pacts with Hunt]. 
 
03/11/2005: Molo posts a note announcing that [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2005/firstlaw.html the first law of Nashite is temporarily lifted]. 
05/14/2005: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2005/formerchoice.html Molo posts a note about former Circle of Choice]. 
12/02/2005: Avarice is ordained "Servant" by Molo! 
 
01/20/2006: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2006/conclave10.html Molo posts a note about the 10th anniversary of the Black Conclave] 
02/06/2006: Guartwog is ordained by Molo! 
 
06/09/2010: Molo retires. 
 
07/25/2011: Molo visits the Realm to name [[Isolas]] as the new Pope of Nashite.
[[Category:Nashite Immortals]]
[[Category:Nashite References]]
[[Category:Lesser God Immortals]]
[[category:People]]

Maldobar

2011-11-20T20:25:38Z

Silonch: /* Player Provided Information: */

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|incarnation = I
|styled_as = Dark Minion of the Arch-Lich
|imm_rank =
|created = August 1998
|status = Inactive
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|hometown = [[Safehaven]]
|classes = {{Class|Warrior}} {{Class|Mage}} {{Class|Ordained}} {{Class|Thief}}
|last_seen = March 2011 (visit)
|followed = [[Molo]]
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[[Category:Black Conclave]]
[[File:Maldobar-Card.jpg]]

== Mud Contributions: ==

== Current Description: ==
A shroud of darkness surrounds this man, whos face is concealed by the hood of his flowing black robe. You suddenly feel a chill run through your body as he lifts his head slightly towards you, and decide to look the other way. 

== WHO Lists: ==
Hum [ Or:29 Wa:30 Ma:29 ] Maldobar, Dark Minion of the Arch-Lich. [Nash] 08/31/2000
Hum [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Maldobar, Dark Minion of the Arch-Lich. 10/15/2001

== Character History: ==

== Trivia: ==
* Maldobar won the vote for All Time Most Scary Player with 26% of the vote in [[BlissPoll 2002B]]
* Maldobar is further mentioned in the various BlissPolls: The People You'd Most Want to Take With You to Visit Scairz (3% of vote), The People You'd Most Want to Take with You to Visit the Master of Magic (2% of vote), Grumpiest (7% of vote), Scariest (4% of vote), All Time Most Powerful (8% of vote), Most Humorous (5% of vote), Most Intimidating (10% of vote), Best Description of a Mortal (3% of vote), Best Looking Mortal (3% of vote), Most Annoying (3% of vote).
* Maldobar was mentioned in one of the entries in the [[Top 10 Reasons You Don't Want Khore to Run A Quest]].
* Maldobar appears on the [[Tiger Retribution List - July 2002]] 

== Player Provided Information: ==
{{note|[[Miressa]]|05/21/2011|That guy gave me nightmares!}}
{{note|[[Silonch]]|11/20/11|Maldobar was the most mysterious, and very intimidating. I adored him and looked up to him, but he gave me nightmares too!}}

== Personal Timeline: ==

* August 21, 1998: Maldobar is created.
* August 04, 1999: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/1999/maldoquest.html Maldobar is assigned a quest.]
* July 31, 1999: Maldobar starts playing again, and posts a note called [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/1999/maldofoul.html "Foul, non-believers."]
* September 21, 2000: Maldobar reaches Th:26/Wa:30/Ma:30
* January 31, 2001: Maldobar levels to effective 50 (Th:30 Wa:30 Ma:30).
* February 9, 2001: [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/dispensing_justice.html Maldobar, Katrana, and Vhirrek kill Justice].
* August 28, 2001: Maldobar is given a stuffed snow leopard when he mentions he is lonely.
* September 27, 2001: Maldobar posts [http://finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2001/sleeping.html sleeping dragons].
* October 3, 2001: Cries similar to "An animated golem box gossips, 'HELP! Mael is trying to kill me!'." and 'Wow, I never realized how ugly Maldobar was...' resound throughout the realm.
* October 23, 2001: Lexie is set upon by Drow, and Mael comes her her aid. He is slain and Maldobar steals the corpse.
* November 11, 2001: Maldobar joins Stouthbound and Wolfgang as the top mobmaster-er in this day's mmrank list, with 104 mobmasters!
* February 28, 2002: Keat commissions calling cards for Tylorn and Maldobar (see above) and Bubba from Cordir.
* March 28, 2002: Maldobar gives away all his gear, as does Craige.
* August 6, 2002: Maldobar returns the equipment gained from Mael's corpse when Mael died to a quest mob back in October of 2001.
* February 18, 2003: Maldobar posts the following note: Kahlan the imposter. / Tue Feb 18 22:00:36 2003 / To: all / The character named Kahlan, Ancient Ward of the Ivory Rose is not affiliated with the Kahlan who did in fact follow Lord Kalten as a member of his Ivory Rose during 2.x and early 3.x. Since this new character sports an identical name, race and class configuration, and suspiciously similar title, I felt the need to interrupt my plotting and inform you. - Maldobar, Dark Minion of the Arch-Lich.
[[category:People]]

Wish

2011-11-20T20:22:55Z

Silonch:

{{Info pc
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|styled_as = The Foul Sepoid
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[[Category:Black Conclave]]
[[Category:Magi]]

== Mud Contributions: ==
General squishiness. And thoughtful response to notes and ideas. 

[ 22] Wish: Nayr's Darkness Spell Removal Idea 
Sun Oct 14 07:01:15 2001 
To: all 
I also feel removing this skill would too greatly weaken mages. Yes, it helps in tough areas or with bad recalls and the like, but this spell is so crucial to a mages defense I fear removing it would be like taking away the mages right arm. At this point the cleric/warrior class has been made so strong that there are fewer and fewer high level mages. Taking away darkness will continue this trend. Correct me if I am wrong, but Tynian himself has written that mages are primarily support characters. Well, don't take away the foundation of that support. 
There are other ways to make areas more difficult rather than taking the easy way out by making the mage class even more undesirable to play. Write tougher areas. Make the mob AI more intelligent. Has anyone ever seen a mob cast sunlight? Or naturalize? Two spells which easily counteract darkness and I have never seen a mob cast either. 
Now, I realize Tynian and Nayr, who I am certain are very busy people in RL, may not have the time to recode large parts of TFC. But I feel that without this recoding, without an increase in the sophistication of the basic game engine and areas, TFC will continue the downward trend indicated by Tynians recent note about statistics. 
Tweaking the pk system, or individual class skills and talents should be considered only one small part of the effort to attract and keep players here. The no-frills aspect of TFC has always been its strength. Please don't make it one of its weaknesses. 
Respectfully, 
Wish, Black Knight of the Black Conclave 
 
[ 21] Wish: Ignorance 
Tue Feb 8 12:17:54 2005 
To: all 
Sometimes I catch even myself doing it: talking about something 
of which I know absolutely nothing. Deplorable. 
When I see or hear someone else doing it, I just have 
to shake my neckless head and sigh. When will we ever learn? 
The Nashite faith transcends followings. It transcends our 
petty squabblings. To state otherwise simply exposes a deep 
misunderstanding of crucial truth. 
It is undeniable that Nashite believers of all followings have 
a profound connection to each other through Lord Nash. 
One's ignorance is exposed, however, when one believes 
that this connection necessitates a political alliance 
between followings. It does not. 
 
Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 
 

== Current Description: ==
'''09/14/2004:''' 
Before you stands a strange elven man with mesmerizing, translucent skin. It flashes and wavers with many bright hues, helping him to both blend into his surroundings, and convey his quickly changing emotions. His eyes are uncommonly large, even for an elf, and you begin to feel uncomfortable when you notice that they never seem to blink. With those menacing eyes he seems to be boring into the cold depths of your very soul... 
Wish has summoned you! 
You are blinded! 
You feel unclean. 
Someone throws sand in your eyes. You are blinded! 
Wish has a special twinkle in his eye. 
Wish is in perfect health. 
 
'''01/05/2002:''' 
Before you stands a strange elven man with
mesmerizing, translucent skin. It flashes and wavers with
many bright hues, helping him to both blend into his
surroundings, and convey his quickly changing emotions.
His eyes are uncommonly large, even for an elf, and you
begin to feel uncomfortable when you notice that they never
seem to blink. With those menacing eyes he seems to be boring
into the cold depths of your very soul...
Wish has a few bruises.

Wish is using:
<used as light> (Artifact magic) a ball of bright red light
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) (Humming) the glittering carnelian ring
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the aged citrine ring
<worn around neck> (Potent magic) a Minor Amulet of Health
<worn around neck> (Moderate magic) a regal cape
<worn on body> (Moderate magic) a padded cloth formal dress
<worn on head> (Moderate magic) a padded cloth cloche
<worn on legs> (Weak magic) a pair of quilted cloth breeches
<worn on feet> (Weak magic) a pair of studded leather shoes
<worn on hands> (Moderate magic) a pair of quilted cloth gloves
<worn on arms> (Weak magic) a pair of reinforced leather sleeves
<worn about body> (Moderate magic) a padded cloth coat
<worn about waist> (Weak magic) a padded cloth belt
<worn around wrist> (Weak magic) the plain silver bracelet
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) the sizzling chalcedony bracelet
<wielded> (Potent magic) a keen-edged longsword

== WHO Lists: ==
Elf [ Wa:23 Ma:20 ] Wish, Knight of the Black Conclave 08/14/2000
Elf [ Ma:22 Wa:25 ] Wish, Black Knight of the Conclave 09/15/2000
Elf [ Wa:28 Ma:25 ] Wish, Black Knight of the Conclave 01/19/2001
Elf [ Ma:25 Wa:30 ] Wish, Black Knight of the Black Conclave 11/23/2001
Elf [ Ma:26 Wa:30 ] Wish, Black Knight of the Black Conclave 01/10/2002
Elf [ Ma:27 Wa:30 ] Wish, Black Knight of the Black Conclave 01/23/2002
Elf [ Ma:29 Wa:30 ] Wish, Black Knight of the Black Conclave 02/20/2002
Elf [ Wa:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Black Knight of the Black Conclave 03/10/2002
Elf [ Th:11 Wa:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 11/30/2002
Elf [ Th:13 Wa:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 12/18/2002
Elf [ Th:15 Wa:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 01/01/2003
Elf [ Th:22 Wa:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 02/27/2003
Elf [ Th:26 Wa:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 03/23/2003
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 04/24/2003
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 10/10/2003
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 10/29/2004
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 12/31/2005
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 10/23/2006
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 07/29/2007
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave 02/28/2008
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod 04/18/2011
Elf [ Wa:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Wish, Foul Sepiod of the Nashite Magi 04/27/2011

== Character History: ==
'''The Maid’s Diary''' 
We spent five days on the rocks before they came, the ship cracked open like a rotten oyster. Our noble Captain and the handsome Lieutenant Kendell worked tirelessly in an effort to bring her safely off the reef, however their efforts were all for naught. We were attacked just prior to our moment of triumph, the pirates swarming aboard in the cover of darkness. They must have seen our night fires. Knowing these waters far better than us, they had understood our predicament and must have relished the opportunity to take such a prize. 
Within minutes, much of the crew was dead, including our Captain, and his beautiful wife, my Mistress. She had always treated me well, and I would like to think I had become more than a simple maid servant to her. I would have gladly died in her place. The pirates, unfortunately, had other plans for me. 
I was taken aboard their ship, along with a young Elven boy whose name I never learned. How he had come to be on our ship, I know not. I had only seen glimpses of him during our first bright days of sailing, fetching water for the crew, or scrubbing the copper pots in the mess. Perhaps his family had sent him to sea, as is so often done with young lads whose family is without means. When I had asked Lieutenant Kendell about him, I was taken aback by his reply: “Why the Captain agreed to take on that pale little worm, I can’t fathom. He belongs on an Elfish ship with his own kind, not with us.” Then he spat on the deck, showing his true colors, and erasing any understanding that had come between us. 
I was shown uncommon courtesy by the pirates, especially by the brutish Captain Vahzlune. Later I learned of the reason, but at the time I was pleasantly surprised. I can’t say they treated the boy the same. Imagine my shock to see one such as his youth bound and shackled to the mizzen mast, and left to the elements. I pleaded with the Captain to release him, but he would have nothing of it. I resolved to do what I could for the boy, despite my own circumstances. 
It quickly became apparent the reason I was afforded such courtesy from the crew: their Captain had tired of his pleasure slaves and was in search of a young virgin wife. Ha! The very idea was laughable - my maidenhood had long since been lost, and the Captain was a vile demon, without honor or any other redeeming qualities. Still, I knew what game I must play in order to remain safe from the hands of the pirate crew. 
The days passed in smooth sailing across the vast sea and into strange, maroon tinted waters. With each passing mile the boy's treatment worsened, and yet I was powerless to help him. The crew berated and beat the boy almost incessantly during the day, and I am certain did more unspeakable things to him at night. The breaking point came when I found him stuffed neck deep in a barrel of rotting and putrid squid that had been left out on the deck for weeks. More physical pain he had endured, but this torture was too much. The blank look on his face and his complete unresponsiveness sent me into a rage. I angrily confronted Captain Vahzlune and demanded his release, to which he icily replied "My Dear, if your feelings for this boy are so strong, I shall certainly release you both." I needed no more hint of his evil intent than the ever so slight smile that crossed his face. I have managed to secure a small dagger and am resolved to escape with the boy at the earliest opportunity. I only hope I have not sacrificed my position with the Captain in my zeal to protect the boy. 
 
'''The Captain's Log''' 
Clear sailing, SSE. Wind, due east. Uncommonly warm and cloudless. No sight of other sails for many weeks. Water, rations, rum all in good stead. Three crew members tortured and flogged at the grate for drunkenness. Two perished, and one soon shall. Three bodies given up to the deep, including the young maid servant taken from the trading ship. She was not who she appeared to be, and I now bear two deep scars to show for it. I expect to reach the Outland Frontier in a fortnight. There I am sure to find a purchaser of our cargo. Perhaps of slaves as well. 
'''The Journal of Dr. Sotto, Chief Barbegazi Scientist''' 
''Day of Discovery'' 
At last, after months, no years of searching I have found an appropriate subject for my work! Last night I received word from my agents in the upWorld that a ship has entered the bay with goods to trade, along with a special cargo: an Elven boy, still too young to have acquired the tattoos customarily given to adolescents of his kind as part of their rites of passage. Blessed be the Lord Barbegazi and His infinite grace! I must quickly make arrangements to purchase the boy and have him brought to my laboratory here in the Great Temple. Secrecy is the key. Although my work is sanctioned by Our Lord, perhaps my methods would be frowned upon. 
''Day of Delivery'' 
The young boy has been brought to me and sits, at this very moment, motionless as a statue in my office. My fortune has been even greater than I had hoped, since he appears to suffer from some mental retardation that has left him nearly catatonic, and unresponsive to pain or discomfort of any kind. That will serve us both well in the days to come, for the nature of my work requires a...willing subject. 
''Day of Disruption'' 
No magic, no spells, no alchemy. My work is not of this kind. Mine is of a more "biological" nature. Today, after years of research, and countless days spent in preparation I am finally ready to prove my theories in the honor of Lord Barbegazi and his glorious kingdom! Long have I extolled the wonders and virtues of the Ocean world, particularly the incredible creatures that live within. The nimble and intelligent dolphin, who swims so effortlessly and streamlined; the ferocious, and single-minded shark, who cruises tirelessly in search of prey; and the fascinating Cuttlefish, the focus of my research, with its unique chameleon-like ability to instantly change shape, size, and color. 
It is from the living skin and sepia ink of this amazing creature that I have created a dye of indescribable potential. Once injected into the skin of a select group of Elite Barbegazi Priests, the eyes and ears of our Lord Barbegazi shall be extended at will into the upWorld, helping to secure our home and protect us from the malignant races above. To test and verify its qualities, I shall first inject it into the skin of my young Elf, tattooing his body with it from head to toe, as shall need be done to the brave Priests. I must remember not to forget his corneas. 
''Day of Despair'' 
Somehow, I have miscalculated and my experiment has gone awry. Although I successfully completed the operation, and my precious elixir has been embedded deeply and permanently into the skin of my young Elf, he does not appear to have any control over the colors and images that now flash and pulsate randomly across his body. I can only assume that this is due to his reduced mental state. I should have anticipated this. The weakness of his race is a well-known fact. Had he been of strong Barbegazi stock, the results would have undoubtedly been better. All is not lost, however. I shall pickle the boy and save him for future dissection. 
'''Awakening''' 
An infinity of painful pin pricks. That is what I recall as my first real memory. Before that, only glimpses of the sea, a kind and beautiful face, and a horrible stench. My second real memory is much more vivid, and I often return to it fondly. It is of my tentacles wrapped around the scrawny neck of my tormentor. My unblinking eyes stared into his bulging ones, and I knew that his death was my moment of birth. I tossed his body aside like so much flotsam. 
Taking in my surroundings, I realized I was deep underground, in a room expertly carved out of rock. It was furnished with tables upon which stood any number of glass tanks, tubes, and books. I bent to look into one of the tanks and saw an odd little creature staring back at me, its skin changing colors quickly and effortlessly, until finally it appeared to blend in with the sand, disappearing before my eyes. 
I fled the room, somehow avoiding detection from the many gnomes that seemed to be roaming the stone corridors. Finding the exit to the surface was easy, and those few guards not sleeping were preoccupied with reading a strange little book. I managed to slip by unnoticed into an empty tavern above. 
I remember the moon shining dimly through the windows, and the sound of snoring coming from one of the rooms above. Just then, a movement across the room startled me. I looked up and gasped. Before me, partially reflected in the Tavern window was the creature I had just seen in the tank! Metallic colors flashed across my skin. My arms and tentacles undulated like kelp. I ran. 
That is what I saw. That is what I still see. What I was before I came to be in that place, I can't say. I only know what I had become. 
'''The Truth Revealed''' 
Many years have passed between now and that night in the empty tavern. My travels have taken me across the world, and I have seen many strange things. I have sought out an explanation for my appearance, and in so doing have acquired the knowledge of a powerful mage. I have stolen to stay alive, and thereby acquired the skills of a master thief. I have hunted to quench the fires of anger, and in so doing earned the trophies of a warrior. Although these actions have fed my hunger, none has satisfied my needs. Only one path has brought light to my life: the faith of Nashite. 
My beginnings, my appearance, my ordeals, have all been preordained. The kind and beautiful face I see in my oldest memories can be of just one person: Lord Nash. It is but the first of several direct encounters with the Lord Nash that have revealed my true purpose: To forever praise Lord Nash, thereby drawing together all the souls of the land for the future destruction and recreation of the World, in cycles eternal. 
I am Wish, the Cuttlefish. Foul Sepiod of the Black Conclave. Foul Sepiod of the Nashite Magi.

== Trivia: ==
* As players explored the new continent upon the implementation of 4x, [[Ylang Ylang]] was heard to yell, 'this zone rocks, [[Wish]] deserves a medal'. (referencing Barbegezi Settlement) Someone yells (in common), 'the gnomes on trampolines, wonderful'.
* Wish appears on the [[Tiger Retribution List - July 2002]]
* Wish won the category, 'Most Well-Traveled' in the [[BlissPoll 2011A]]. 

== Player Provided Information: ==
{{note|[[Cordir]]|07/14/2011|Wish is my favorite "invertebrate." Like [[Rath]], [[Palmer]] and [[Kain]], I was absolutely saddened when Wish became [[Anathema]] and I had to sever much of our in-character contact. I have admired him as a storyteller, a roleplayer, and an area writer for years, and am delighted he's spending time on TFC again.}}

{{note|[[Silonch]]|11-20-11| I think Wish (and for a time Dundrave) kept me sane (or as sane as I can be) during the last few years of the Conclave. I could always find Wish about, and talk about the old days, or just sit on FT and feel comfortable with family. I never got to tell all these guys how much I appreciated their support and tolerance. Wish was always good for some fun RP, or just a chat. And he had the best quotes. My favorite quote of all time came from Wish. He told Grismal (I am paraphrasing here, I can't remember the exact quote), "What, you killed Silonch? Isn't that a little bit by Godzilla killing Bambi?" For eons, every time I saw Grismal I would make big doe eyes at him, just for fun. Yes, I know Bambi was a boy but big buck eyes didn't sound as good hehe. Also - In true Conclave manner, Wish knew more then he ever revealed. I have so much respect for his game knowledge and skill. I adore you Wish!}}

== Personal Timeline: ==
=== 2000 & 2001: ===
08/14/2000: Wish levels to effective 30th. 
01/27/2001: Wish reaches Wa:29/Ma:25. 
12/28/2001: Wish completes mobmasters 25-27. 
12/31/2001: Wish of the Black Conclave works on his mob mastery quests, completing #30 - a guardian spirit and #31 - an ent guard. 

=== 2002: ===
09/13/2002: Wish becomes a miscreant. 
09/24/2002: Wish does his first location quest. Another game of Mob Hunt, and Sicarian wins again with 30 points, Wish comes in second with 11 points. 
09/25/2002: While grouped for EXP in Wintermeet with [[Riella]], [[Icarus]] and [[Traume]] are slain by angry, drunk centaurs. [[Traume]] CR's himself, and [[Palin]] of Fate snags Icarus's corpse for him, barely beating out Wish of the Black Conclave who was attempting to steal the corpse. 
10/02/2002: A game of Mob Hunt ends in round 5: [[Sicarian]] won with 23 points, and Wish came in second with 10 points.
10/13/2002: Wish reaches Th: 2 Ma:30 Wa:30. 
10/14/2002: Wish becomes a sociopath. 
10/17/2002: Wish reaches Th: 3 Ma:30 Wa:30. 
10/19/2002: A game of Mob Hunt ends in round 6. Wish won with 45 points and Manchild came in second with 4 points. 
10/21/2002: Wish of the Black Conclave reaches Th:4\Ma:30\Wa:30. 
10/25/2002: A game of Mob Hunt ends in round 5. Morgant won with 46 points and Wish came in second with 11 points. 
10/30/2002: Wish reaches Th:7\Ma:30\Wa:30. 
11/02/2002: Someone gossips, 'All Hail Wish, Foul Sepiod of my Black Conclave and Gabriel Unholy Angel of my Black Conclave.'. Someone gossips, 'The High Council of the Black Conclave has reopened after nearly a year.'. 
11/07/2002: Wish reaches Th: 8 Ma:30 Wa:30. 
12/11/2002 Wish reaches Th:13 Wa:30 Ma:30. 
12/12/2002: There is a bizarre conversation over gossip which discusses [http://www.finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2002/parasites.htm Wish's enjoyment of parasites]. 

===2003: ===
01/07/2003: Wish becomes a sociopath. 
01/13/2003: Wish levels to Th:17\Wa:30\Ma:30. 
01/15/2003: Wish CR's Verixuous from Moria, but the fellow had already logged off. Weezer reportedly stole all of the newbie's gold from his corpse. (Fie!) 
01/17/2003: Wish reports that he 'acted like a foul sepiod for a good part of the morning'. 
01/21/2003: Wish hits 62 points on location quest. 
01/31/2003: Wish reaches 825 total points with LQs. 
02/11/2003: Wish hits 1636 points on location quest. 
03/05/2003: Wish slimes his foul, sepoidish self to Th:24\Wa:30\Ma:30. 
03/14/2003: Wish loudly protests when the Tempest tracks him down inside the Goblin Mines. 
03/21/2003: Wish completes several location quests (over 5412 points total) which pushes him to level Th:26\Wa:30\Ma:30. 
04/03/2003: Wish passes the 6400 point mark on location quest. 
04/09/2003: Wish dashes through a number of location quests, reaching over 6860 points. 
04/18/2003: Wish completes another LQ, reaching 7240 points total. 
04/22/2003: Wish passes 7500 points on location quest. 
04/24/2003: [http://www.finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2003/wish50.html Wish the Cuttlefish of the Black Conclave passes 8000 points on location quest and reaches effective 50th ] at 11:12 A.M. system time! (Th:30 Wa:30 Ma:30 - gratz and happy RL 35th birthday!). 
05/01/2003: [http://www.finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2003/cheerson.html Wish gets a little excited cheering on the Giant Squid] (and spams himself off). 
05/02/2003: [[Valin]] reports that, 'Wish attacked.. I tele'd to Zul... got killed and [[Lexie]] and [[Alucard]] beat [[Tylorn]] and Wish to corpse'. (This is not exactly how Wish reported it, stating that he was about to 'rescue' the corpse. However, Wish tends to levy taxes on the corpses he rescues; the tax being based on the quality of the items in the corpse... so beware.)
06/06/2003: Wish does a corpse retrieval for [[Alyria]] from the blazing inferno (4th floor masters), and doesn't even charge his "normal corpse rescue fee". (Since she's in his own following, he actually returns it intact.) 
07/18/2003: Wish gossips (in common), '### [Somewhere, [[Eliste]] grabs [[Mistyfier|Misty]]'s arms and wraps them around her. She needs'. Wish gossips (in common), 'could this be the start of something special?'. 
07/26/2003: [http://www.finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2003/aboutsquishyness.html Wish and Natilena argue some more about squishiness.] 
12/03/2003: Wish posts an idea about a new looting system, which sparks all kinds of debate and other stuff. ([http://www.finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2003/wishidea.html Wish's idea and the followup notes are here.]) 

=== 2004 - 2008: ===
04/08/2004: Wish posts an interesting idea about character restoration, saying, "Characters who purge and are subsequently granted restoration should be restored naked.". 
04/23/2004: [http://www.finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2004/tyniannash.html Tynian talks about Nash with Wish.] 
8/25/2004: [http://www.finalchallenge.net/tfc/community/timeline/2004/wishthank.html Wish posts a thank you note about Natilena’s quest]. 
12/20/2004: Wish turns 2000 years old. 
03/10/2005: Wish's area, Shipwreck, is installed, and Luckyboy is the first to find it. 
06/07/2005: Wish kills Ygren the sword crafter for MM#83. 
05/20/2006: Wish gossips (in common), 'i need someone to spar with who won't die in three rounds'. And immediately, Schwartz signs up to spar Wish. 
06/11/20006: Wish reaches 1,420 Mobhunt points. 
06/13/2006: Wish celebrates his 2,200th birthday. 
09/06/2008: Wish has two zones installed with the implementation of Version 4: [[Barbegazi Settlement]] and [[ The Great Plains]] 

=== 2011: ===
04/02/2011: Wish logs in for the first time in over a year. He is reformed from the [[Black Conclave]]. 
04/04/2011: Wish is killed by [[Kylor]]. 
04/25/2011: [[Isolas]] accepts Wish into the [[Magi]]. 

== Player Information: ==

[[Category:People]]

Tylorn

2011-11-20T20:15:16Z

Silonch:

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== Mud Contributions: ==

== Current Description: ==
From beneath unkept, sandy-brown hair, a turquoise gaze meets yours. Fierce, bright, assessing, measuring... A sense of forboding sweeps over you. These are the eyes of a fanatic, one utterly dedicated to the Arch-Lich and His principles. The fellow raises his right fist in a salute of sorts, and upon his forearm you see the symbol of Lord Nash burned and inked into his flesh, and freshly stained with blood. Again, a shiver sweeps over you, and you hope he has no desire for your life or your goods. 
"Hope?" he snickers. "I am the destroyer. Hope is empty." 
His stature, armor and weaponry bespeak a warrior of experience, one more than capable of taking what he wants... at the cost of your life if necessary... 
 
== WHO Lists: ==
Hum [ Wa: 6 Cl:11 ] Tylorn.
Hum [ Wa:15 Cl:14 ] Tylorn, Squire of the Black Conclave (July 9, 1999)
Hum [ Wa:24 Cl:25 ] Tylorn, BellyDancer of the WarDancers (Day of Deception: Sept 15, 1999)
Hum [ Wa:30 Cl:30 ] Tylorn, Demonic Guardian of the Black Conclave (Feb 7, 2000)
Hum [ Executioner ] Tylorn, Minion of the Arch-Lich (October 31, 2000)
Hum [ Assassin ] Tylorn, Minion of the Arch-Lich (October 15, 2001)
Hum [ Assassin ] Tylorn, Minion of the Arch-Lich (October 31, 2002)

== Character History: ==

== Player Provided Information: ==
{{note|[[Wish]]|05/15/2011|Well, when he finally died - after ruling this place for so long - I was with him. We were on Tier Sh'Halen. The story is this: He had cast sanctify, and we were resting there. Along comes Mael and Vex. Tylorn had all that limited gear from Dragon's Tower, and the talon extenders... all sorts of eq, by the way. So, he went AFK. They summoned in a mob, which somehow cancelled the sanctify. This was the PK that changed everything. Because the sanctify dropped, they started pounding on us, and I had to flee. Tylorn was afk. I could have portalled us out, but I didn't think about it before they attacked. I thought we were safe. After that, with Tylorn's gear, Vex was a monster. Tylorn was never the same: he checked out, physically and mentally, from the game. I felt guilty as hell. But what else could I do? I'm a mage! I don't know anything about cleric spells. :(}}
{{note|[[Silonch]]|11/11/2011| Tylorn, Chronic and I all sort of 'grew up' together in the Conclave. The three of us started in the following at about the same time. Tylorn and Chronic took care of me and helped me in so many ways. I always always safe when I was with my brothers. It was fun to watch them both grown both in levels, game knowledge, and as friends. Tylorn was always a good sport and I loved to RP with him! I miss both Chronic and Tylorn so much. It wasn't ever the same without them.}}}}

== Trivia: ==
* Tylorn was specifically mentioned by BeelzeBub in his retirement note. (January 2000)
* Tylorn was mentioned in the BlissPoll 2000, with votes for Most Powerful Mortal, Most Intimidating Mortal, Best Description of a Mortal, Best Looking Mortal, and Most Annoying Mortal.
* Tylorn was mentioned in the BlissPoll 2001, with votes for The People You'd Most Want to Take With You to Visit Scairz, The People You'd Most Want to Take with You to Visit the Master of Magic, Most Annoying Mob ("Kuroth guards when Tylorn is in the room.").
* Tylorn was mentioned in the BlissPoll 2002, with votes for All Time Most Powerful Mortal, All Time Scariest Mortal, What Person Do You Fear
* Tylorn was the first (known, logged) mortal to slay the Dream Weaver of Tier Sh'Halen.
* Tylorn commissioned Cordir to write up a custom restring for him to give to [[Silonch]]: (Aflame) the mark of a demon's kiss. (Details can be seen on Silonch's page) It took three drafts to get it just to his liking...
* Tylorn commissioned Cordir to write up a number of custom restrings for himself, including (Aflame) vestments of fire and ash, and The shattered seal of King Ebencaleneezer.
* Tylorn appears on the [[Tiger Retribution List - July 2002]] 

== Personal Timeline: ==
September 29, 1999: Tylorn completes his 57th and 58th mob masteries. 
October 30, 1999: Tylorn reaches effective 40th level. 
November 1, 1999: Tylorn is accepted into the High Council of the Black Conclave. 
December 5, 1999: Tylorn becomes the first person known (and witnessed) to slay the Dream Weaver of Tier Sh'Halen. 
January 13, 2000: 13/00 - Cordir sets Ptarchyzk and Palmer to a contest to see which is the 'cooler' thief. Neither fulfills all aspects of the quest. Craving one of the quest items - a chocolate eclair - she lays a challenge to the whole mud: The first to gain her a chocolate eclair within 2 minuets to gain a special mention on the Time Line. Within 15 seconds, Tylorn had one in his inventory, but couldn't get it to her. Palmer slid in under the wire with 3 seconds to spare, and gained her the pastry she was seeking. = ) 
February 1, 2000: A new Inner Council of the Black Conclave of Nashite is announced and takes control. They include Salem the Black Dragon, High Wizard of the Black Conclave, Stouthbound, Minion of the Arch-Lich, Tylorn, Demonic Guardian of the Black Conclave, Chronic, Pale Cambion of the Black Conclave and Daelin, Grand Knight of the Black Conclave. 
February 8, 2000: Tylorn is the topic of a poem by Silonch, called 'Tylorn The Hunter'. 
May 9, 2000: Tylorn is Ordained by Molo. 
November 1, 2000: Silonch's heart is obtained by the Tigers. Mass chaos ensues and threats are levied against the Tigers should it not be returned to Tylorn. Cordir talks to Silonch about the situation. 
March 2, 2001: Tynian posts several notes about behavior, and states in one of them that Tylorn has been deleted, Qithlorien has been stripped of all gear, Malin and all of his mortal characters have been deleted and Asia has been retired .) 
March 4, 2001: Tynian undeletes Tylorn. 
July, 2001: Tylorn takes part in the "Slayer Quest." One of the 'Slayer' blades is created specifically to kill HIM. 
February 2002: Cordir has been making 'calling cards' for folks to display on their websites and on her site, and Keat commissions cards for Tylorn and Maldobar and Bubba, and Dart orders one as well. (Displayed above) 
October 15, 2002: Tylorn is reactivated as Ordained of the Black Conclave. 
August 18, 2001: Per Nayr's note: " Tylorn was the first to find the watery entrance to the Triton Halls, after 1 hour and 55 minutes of extensive searching by the populace. He joins the ranks of the TFC's Explorer's Society with honor. Check out the Halls if you can, as they are the first completely new area on TFC in quite some time. Be warned, however, that the tritons are not for the small or the weak. :)" Triton Halls was written by Mael. 
September, 2002: Tylorn is #10 on XP Ranks and #9 on Mob Mastery Ranks. 
March 3, 2002: Tylorn is named in Xavier's retirement note. 

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