Ghazkull's Triat Mastery Quest

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The Call to the Temple

A sibilant hiss, and the rasping of scales upon stone can be heard.

Suddenly, the clarion call of a hunting horn winds through the air.
The baying of hounds swiftly follows.

A black widow spider appears before you, and dips its thorax in a bow.

> It is 9pm on Jawiliea the 10th, the month of the Shallow Graves, in the year 3331.

TFC started up at Fri Jul 03 15 01:55:30
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The silvery strands of a spider's web shimmer before you, then disappear.
###Cordir is visible to all mortals.

Boromir tells you, '.. you might want to remain logged in for this .. just sayin :)'.

Sparhawk gossips (in common), 'Hello Lady Weaver'.

You tell Boromir (in common), 'haha! I was creating a fresh log'.

Boromir tells you, ':)'.

You gossip (in common), 'Good Evening, Lady Weaver.'.

Galning gossips (in aarakocran), 'I have been hearing about mortals being splattered to goo IN my office and you cleaning it up...and that there are no more bubbly potions for scar in this realm?'.

Ghazkull bows to the spider.

Cordir gossips, 'I am afraid that all of those things are true.'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Do you look pretty'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'I look pretty'.

Boromir ftells, 'its all part of my charm'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'I made saavik dress pretty'.

Saavik ftells, 'made?'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Yes, Made.'.

Boromir ftells, 'looks good Sparhawk'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Thank you Boss'.

Boromir ftells, ':)'.

Saavik ftells, 'Sparhawk and his friends got everything together for me'.


//\**/\\ : The time is now. Be welcome to the Sanctuary of Fate.

You tell Cordir (in common), '(did you want me to come afterwards?)'.
You tell Cordir (in common), '(or be there at the start)'.

Sparhawk gossips (in common), '*whispers* Can da bloos be transported in'.

Cordir tells you, 'now is good.'.

(Ghazkull walks to...)

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

Tranquility grins wickedly at Boromir.

DarkClaw utters the words, 'summon'.
Nicholai arrives suddenly.

Nicholai utters the words, 'silence'.
Silence envelops you!

Sparhawk grovels in the dirt before DarkClaw.

Boromir grins happily at Tranquility.
Nyx arrives from a puff of smoke.

Sparhawk frowns at what Nicholai did.

Nicholai makes a complicated-looking gesture.
Nicholai draws a funny looking rune in the air.

Tokugawa gossips, 'I fought Scar. Killed him. then he uh, grew stronger.'.

Boromir sweeps Tranquility into a romantic waltz.

Nyx bows before Cordir.

Cordir nods in recognition to Nyx.

Nyx looks at the spirit of a trustworthy gnome.

Boromir grins happily at Nyx.

Nyx looks at Saavik.

Sparhawk grumbles at Nicholai.
Sparhawk rests.

You smile at Nyx.

Raage looks at Saavik.

DarkClaw hugs Tranquility.

DarkClaw hugs Nyx.
Sparhawk looks at Raage.

Boromir looks at everyone looking at everyone else.

Saavik laughs.

Boromir laughs.

Sparhawk looks at DarkClaw.

Raage looks at Sparhawk.

Sami, the desert Bard arrives from a puff of smoke.

Nyx looks at the spirit of a trustworthy gnome.

Cordir utters the words, 'pkward'.
Cordir utters the words, 'pkward'.

Galning thinks that the quest ought to include finding a suitable potion for Scar...say, oh, a bubbly potion.

Someone arrives from the north.

Sparhawk bows before Alcide.

Galning thinks that would be appropriately evil.

Raage looks at the spirit of a trustworthy gnome.

The guardian spider arrives from a puff of smoke.

Sparhawk looks at the guardian spider.
Sparhawk enthusiastically cheers the guardian spider to victory.
The guardian spider grovels before Sparhawk.

Boromir checks the loom for refreshments hidden awat.

Raage looks at the guardian spider.

Sami briefly catches and squeezes her Bonded's hand, then steps back among those assembled.

*through the bond: Reassurance | Support | <suppressed dread> | Encouragement *

You bow before the guardian spider.
The guardian spider bows before you.

Boromir tickles the guardian spider.
The guardian spider tickles Boromir.

DarkClaw hugs Galning.

Raage gives an ice cold Dew to the guardian spider.
The guardian spider gives an ice cold Dew to Raage.

Cordir says, 'Did you?'.

Galning gives a plush, fluffy teddy bear to Cordir.

Cordir makes a complicated-looking gesture.
The room grows noisy again.
This locale has been cleansed from unnatural influences.

Galning says (in aarakocran), 'best i could do in this...err...form'.

DarkClaw says, 'Awww'.

Tokugawa gives a flask of bubbly liquid to Galning.

Alcide smiles happily.

Sparhawk nods.
Sparhawk bows deeply.

Galning enthusiastically cheers Tokugawa to victory.
Galning enthusiastically cheers Tokugawa to victory.

Sparhawk enthusiastically cheers Katrana to victory.

Alcide stops using the vibrant amethyst amulet.

Cordir thanks Galning heartily.

Nicholai says (in elven), 'oh, I didn't realize my trigger silenced'.
Nicholai says (in elven), 'sorry'.

Boromir ftells, 'ok .. eat and drink all you can before this starts'.
Boromir ftells, 'and disable your triggers when this starts'.

Sparhawk says (in common), 'Hello Kat'.

Tokugawa grins happily at Galning.

Katrana smiles happily.

Aoide arrives from a puff of smoke.

Sparhawk says (in common), 'Anyone here need food'.

Katrana says, 'Hello lovely!'.
Katrana giggles.

Boromir wiggles his bottom toward Katrana.
Boromir smirks.

//\**/\\ : is there anyone NOT present in the temple of fate who wishes to attend

Galning says (in aarakocran), 'i got crisps'.

Katrana spanks Boromir playfully.

(Sparhawk makes food for everyone)

Sparhawk says (in common), 'Everyone good?'.

Sparhawk looks at Alcide.
Sparhawk whistles at the sight of Alcide.

Boromir spanks Katrana firmly enough to cause her wolfhound to yelp in surprise.

Sparhawk laughs.

Katrana gasps in astonishment.

Sparhawk rests.

Galning says (in aarakocran), 'need more red auras'.

Sparhawk looks at Manatheren.

Raage nods in recognition to Galning.
DarkClaw nods in recognition to Galning.

Galning beams a smile at Katrana.

Welcome

The Sanctuary of Fate
[Exits: north]

The breathtaking loveliness of a midnight shadowed garden embraces you. The
night sky is filled with stars... no, not stars, but strands of light which
shimmer at the edges of sight. The soft call of unseen birds provides sweet
melody to please the ear and the low hoot of an owl echoes out of the trees.
A thick tangle of web-shrouded briar roses marks the boundaries of the area
and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness.
Here and there, care has been taken to create gathering places in the glade,
from an intimate nook of soft, thick moss beneath a veiling willow tree, to
a low, gentle dell where a large group could rest in comfort. Each cardinal
point is marked by its own unique archway. Ebon flames beckon within a trio
of them, and the fourth is sealed by an enormous spiderweb. At the heart of
the clearing is a large round seal of orichalcum.
The sky is rainy and a warm southerly breeze blows.
( 5) A delicious magic mushroom is here.
(Token magic) A magical spring flows from the ground here.
(Purple Aura) A small weaving loom is barely visible amidst the trees.
(Light Red Aura) (White Aura) Manatheren, hound of the Hunt, sits alertly at his Lady's side.
(Light Red Aura) Aoide is here.
(Invis) Alcide, The Past Finder Adept, is here.
(White Aura) A distressingly large, shiny black spider weaves webs here.
(Intense Light Blue Aura) Tokugawa is here.
(Intense Light Green Aura) Cordir is here.
Nyx is here.
(Invis) (Hide) (Dark Purple Aura) Nicholai is here.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Saavik is resting here.
(Dark Purple Aura) Raage is resting here.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Sparhawk is resting here.
(Intense Dark Cyan Aura) Boromir is here.
(Intense Dark Purple Aura) DarkClaw is here.
Galning is here.
Tranquility is here.
(Intense Light Red Aura) Katrana is here.
(Translucent) (White Aura) (Purple Aura) This vigilant gnome served the Chosen as de Nachtwacht.

DarkClaw nods in recognition to Galning.

who
15 characters. Total online: 16.
Elf [ Ra:30 Ma:30 Th:30 ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Heartbringer. Forever Fated.*Almond*
Hum [ Wa:30 Tg:30 Cl:30 ] Raage is the Once and Future Player *Ebrithil*
Hum [ Lesser Goddess ] DarkClaw k'Treva: Lost Ancient Chylde of Ybarra. *AOB*
Hum [ Triat Weaver ] Cordir, Patroness of Bards, Forever Fate.
Hum [ Ma:24 Wa:30 Th:30 ] Ptarchyzk the sneaky ex-muggle
Hel [ Th: 3 ] Nyx: Faileas Dhan, Ebon Hand of Fate
Elf [ Lesser God ] Boromir, Lord of the Nexus
Aar [ Sh: 3 ] Tranquility the Aarakocran Swan
Hum [ Ra:30 Ma:30 Th:30 ] Alcide Mantooth
Aar [ Th: 5 ] Galning the Aarakocran (That's 'Madman' in Swedish...)
Hum [ Greater God ] Tokugawa.
Elf [ Bard: 30 30 30 ] Aoide the Ebon Bardling Triat Master|HUNT
Gno [ Lesser Goddess ] Katrana, Wyldess of the Hunt
Hum [ Cl:13 Wa:11 ] Saavik, impish little cleric of *Nexus*
Elf [ Nexus Prime ] Sparhawk DTV3 AATT

Alcide says (in common), 'not many auras around'.

Cordir nods in recognition to Tranquility.

Ptarchyzk gossips (in common), 'wel.. duh.'.

The Weaver's Handmaiden makes a gesture of welcome.

Tranquility says (in old-common) 'We gather tonight to hear the words of the Triat, as they challenge one among us.'.

Tranquility says (in old-common) 'In respect of the significance and sacredness of this rite, we ask certain courtesies of those attending.'.

Tranquility says (in old-common) 'Please refrain from eating or drinking, or use of spells during this time.'.

Sparhawk discovers someone's hands in his wallet!

Tranquility says (in old-common) '(Translation: Please disable your spell, food, drink, and info triggers until the ceremony's end!)'.

Sparhawk drops some gold!

Ptarchyzk arrives from a puff of smoke.

Boromir says, 'or you will get thumped :)'.

Katrana skips about the garden and pounces into Her favorite spot.

Ptarchyzk bows deeply.
Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'no applause, just throw money.'.

Galning frowns at what Ptarchyzk did.

DarkClaw hugs Ptarchyzk.

Sparhawk sits down in a random corner and waits.

Boromir checks the keg.

Sparhawk snickers with Boromir about their shared secret.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Not enough booze to go around'.

Aoide steps forward.
Aoide's eyes dart quickly to Cordir's.

Aoide says, (in common), 'In the poetic explanation of one wiser than I,'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'The Triat is. Was. Will ever be.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Its Path is one of Trial: of Perseverance, of Chaos, of Change.'.

Aoide smiles briefly at Cordir.

Galning makes a note on a pad for future reference of transgressions.

Cordir bows Her head in acknowledgement of Her Bard.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Many have followed this Path: some faithfully, others sporadically.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'All have known its touch, as the Triat is within every part of us.'.


Aoide says, (in common), 'Thaygar, Master of the Ebon Hand, first created Triat Mastery as an unsurpassed challenge.'.

Aoide says, (in common), '...a siren's song of sorts: something impossible but irresistible, both challenging and compelling.'.

Galning frowns at what Ptarchyzk did.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Triat Mastery is an attempt to reconcile within ourselves each aspect of the Three.'.

Someone leaves north.

Aoide says, (in common), 'It is difficult. It is painful. It is beautiful, but haunting.'.

Aoide pauses a little too long as she tilts her head as if listening to something only she can detect.

Aoide says, (in common), 'The quest is given only to those who worship the Triat and who have reached level 30 in all chosen classes.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Simply attaining these requirements is not enough. There is nothing automatic about Triat Mastery.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Of those who recognize and honour the Triat, only nineteen have sought Mastery before tonight.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Nineteen from the many who have walked the Path. Nineteen among the multitude who have traversed the realm.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Tonight we witness the twentieth.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'The initiate will round out a second decuplet in the masterpiece that is the Song of the Triat.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'May he bring harmony and beauty to the chord. May he smooth the dissonance and allow the Song to ring clear.'.

Aoide curtsies briefly first to Katrana, then to Cordir.
Aoide steps back.

Bona Fides

Boromir says, 'Long Long'.

Boromir smiles to himself.

Boromir says, 'LONG ago ... before I arose to become an FLI in my own right ... I was of Fate .. The Chosen'.

Galning frowns at what you did.

Boromir says, 'I served as a member of the Council .. the Taoiseach'.

Boromir says, 'It as a tradition that wnenever an individual wished to seek Triat .. a Quest'.

Boromir says, 'That they would seek us out and ask our blessing in the endeavor'.

Boromir says, 'Ghazkull has remembered this ... and so spoke with me seeking my blessing'.

Galning makes a note about transgressions.

Boromir turns towards Lady Cordir.

Boromir says, 'M'Lady, Ghazkull has homored the ancient traditions .... and sought out the approval of the Taoiseach'.

Boromir says, 'I recommend him unto you with my blessings ... as your last remaining Councilor.'.

Boromir bows before Cordir.
Boromir bows before you.

Cordir nods in recognition to Boromir.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Awe'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'That was pretty'.
Boromir ftells, ':)'.

You bow before him.
You say (in common), 'Thank you for your words, Lord Boromir'.

Aoide bows once more.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Of the three acolytes of the Wyld Hunt, only I stand as Triat Master.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'As such, Ghazkull sought my sponsorship, which I gladly give.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'Eons ago, another who would-be Triat Master sponsored Ghazkull as he sought admission to the Chosen of Fate.'.

Aoide says, (in common), 'By virtue of history, to say nothing of character and sincerity, he has earned this right.'.

Galning thinks the spell casters need to take a swim with Bluto as penalty.

Aoide smiles encouragingly at Ghazkull.

You bow before her.

Purification

Belsambar arrives from a puff of smoke.

Sparhawk frowns at what Galning did.

Belsambar saunters forward, batting at something unseen that flits near his head.

Belsambar slides in fashionably late.

Belsambar says (in common), 'Every ritual has its proper start purification.'.

Belsambar glances over with a mischievous smirk, and in a murmur pitched for her ears, says 'You're up, birdie birdie, gray and purdy!'

Tranquility reaches out and baps Belsambar in the back of the head with her wing. Total accident!

Tranquility holds the Incense of Enlightenment and lights it.

The single stick of incense hums with power, its tip glowing softly and smoke reaching out with cleansing fingers towards the Heartbringer.

Galning raises an eye feather at Sparhawk.

You hear a soft whisper: "It isn't Venom. Only one is needed."

The lavender smoke rises from the incense, suffusing the area with its sacred scent.

Sparhawk chuckles, evidently amused.

You blink.

Tranquility sweeps her wings gently forward, sending the incense over Ghazkull in a swirling wave.

DarkClaw grins evilly.

Katrana giggles quietly.

Tranquility says (in old-common) 'Air teaches us to be open to the perspectives and wisdom of others.'.

Ptarchyzk gets a dark grey woolen cowl from an egg casing.
Ptarchyzk stops using an Atheist's sensibilities.
Ptarchyzk wears a dark grey woolen cowl on his head.

Ghazkull looks around for the source of the whisper.

Galning concentrates for a moment and begins to fly.

Tranquility says (in old-common) 'It brings us inspiration and hope, even in the darkest of times.'.

The ghost of the shade of the Akhkharu sorcerer arrives from a puff of black smoke.

Tranquility says (in old-common) 'By Air... be cleansed and blessed, purified for this ritual.'.

Belsambar strides over to the campfire within the stand of oaks, reaches down, and scoops up a handful of flame.

Belsambar strolls back to where Ghazkull stands, playing with the fire as if he were contact juggling.

Belsambar whispers to the flame, and it dances within his palm, a shape within looking a bit like a tiny female with wings.

Belsambar says (in common), 'Fire cleanses and consumes, it purifies and leaves the world laid bare...'.

Ptarchyzk gets a dark grey doublet from an egg casing.

Belsambar says (in common), 'but without its destruction, a forest cannot be cleared for new growth.'.

Ptarchyzk stops using (singed)(glittering) a sleeveless trenchcoat of sapphire dragon scales.
Ptarchyzk wears a dark grey doublet on his body.

Belsambar says (in common), 'By fire be cleansed, by fire be renewed.'.

Ptarchyzk nods.

The fire elemental wings upward, spiralling around Ghazkull, trailing crimson and ebon sparks.

DarkClaw nods in recognition to Belsambar.

Belsambar gets a mischievous look on his face. His lips move silently, speaking words only one can hear.

Sami blushes crimson, clears her throat nervously, and nods.

Sami walks swiftly over to her Bonded, her dark brown eyes wet with tangible evidence of worry and pride.

Sami reaches up and catches one of her brimming tears on her fingertip.

Sami traces a rune in desert script upon his brow with the droplet.

Sami says slowly, searching for the right words: 'Water is the most precious gift of the desert. It sustains us and gives us life.'.

Sami says (in common), 'It reminds us to feel all that the body and soul need us to feel. May water cleanse and purify and protect you.'.

Ghazkull smiles at Sami and places his own mark on her arm.

Galning flies up and rests amoung the branches overhead, watching all, hearing all.

Sami retreats back.

The Weaver's Handmaiden reaches down, and with a clawed hand, catches up a bit of the sacred soil of the Garden.

She cups the earth in her hand and smiles. 'This is your foundation. Your home, and that of those who embraced you as family.'.

She sprinkles the earth in a circle around Ghazkull, murmuring a prayer.

Tranquility says (in common), 'In Earth, we find grounding, the nourishment from which all life springs, and a solidity upon which to build.'.

Tranquility says (in common), 'May Earth, which gives us a foundation for our roots to grow...'.

Tranquility says (in common), 'And cradles us all, when we lay to rest at the end, purify and cleanse you.'.

Tranquility turns and makes a graceful gesture with her wings, reminiscent of a curtsey, to the Weaver.

Tranquility says (in old-common), 'Lady, he is ready.'

You hear faint echoes of familiar voices, their spirits here, in this moment:

Noctus ftells, 'Wooooo! Best regards and Good luck! We will be with you every step of the way!'

Deamhan ftells, 'Blessings of the Three on you. Good luck, Ghaz. You make our Lady proud.'

Lanfear ftells, 'go go Ghaz! Embrace the Wyld for me!'

Kethran ftells, 'Though I have not attempted Mastery, I know some of what you may face - Be steadfast.'.

You blink.

Khorlan ftells, 'We're all behind you! You can do it! Good luck!'

Aslan ftells, Wow! you have made it soooo far! Best wishes! You will do great!'

Kethran ftells, 'Be prepared! Don't be afraid to regroup.. oh, heck. Let's talk. I'll help however I can!'.

Ghazkull reels as memories flood through him.

DarkClaw: Love, love, LOVE the elemental theme.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Actually thought that was on FT for a moment there'.

Cordir smiles at you.

Cordir says, 'Ghazkull Mahsong, I acknowledge you as a sponsored Petitioner for a Trial of Triat Mastery. '.

Cordir says, 'Your path has been a long one, but even your first steps among the Chosen were heralded by portents -- '.

Ptarchyzk discovers someone's hands in his wallet!

Cordir says, 'In our nine year history, you are the only individual for whom the four Shaman of N'Kai spoke,'.

Cordir says, 'And for whom, another Goddess spoke. Your service was faithful and long. Your dedication, unquestioned.'.

Cordir says, 'Know that in this endeavour, I am deeply proud of you, humbled and honoured that you show such respect to your Faith.'.

Galning drinks water from a dew can.

Cordir says, 'But I alone do not embody the Three. '.

Cordir says, 'It is right and proper to petition each in their place of power, to learn what tasks lie before you.'.

Cordir says, '(Everyone, please FOLLOW Ghazkull.) '.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Fol gahz Saavik'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Go vis ghaz'.

Saavik ftells, 'who?'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Ghazkull'.

Katrana gives Ghazkull a sly, knowing silent smile.

Triat Mastery RoadTrip!

Sparhawk now follows you.
Nyx now follows you.
Nicholai now follows you.
Boromir now follows you.
DarkClaw now follows you.
Alcide now follows you.
Galning now follows you.
Ptarchyzk now follows you.
Belsambar now follows you.

Nyx looks at you.

Katrana now follows you.
Tranquility now follows you.

Cordir says, '(is everyone following Ghazkull)'.
Cordir says, '(and take a VERY brief moment to eat and drink, if needed, before we continue.)'.

Belsambar beams a smile at Nyx.

Tranquility nods.

Boromir ftells, 'stand up saavik'.

Saavik stands up.

Boromir ftells, 'we are moving'.

Nyx nods.

DarkClaw looks at you.

Aoide disappears into the void.

Belsambar dives headfirst into the floor, leaving a crack....water seeps up...
Belsambar utters the words, 'qcandusahz gsfuio'.
A magical spring flows from the ground.

(Food is made)

Tokugawa now follows you.

Tokugawa says, 'stop with the food please'.

Saavik now follows you.

Cordir nods in recognition to you.

A midnight sprite flickers and sparks in the shadows, then flies out the door, leading the way.

The Upper Southern Halls
[Exits: north east south west]

The Upper Southern Halls
[Exits: north east south west]

A whisper of sound - scent - music - memory - calls out to Ghazkull.

The Upper Southern Halls
[Exits: east south west]

A Golden Marble Courtyard
[Exits: north east west]

An illusion of the Heartbringer appears, smiles, and makes a gesture of summoning and invitation.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Yay Fieldtrip'.

Ptarchyzk arrives from a puff of smoke.
Raage arrives from a puff of smoke.

The illusion fades into a trail of silvery light that leads northward towards the Refuge.

The Inner Hall
[Exits: north east south west]

The Inner Courtyard
[Exits: north east south west]

An Exquisite Courtyard of Golden Marble
[Exits: north east south west down]

The Inner Courtyard
[Exits: north east south west]

The Upper Central Halls
[Exits: north east south west]

A Side Trip To Tamar's Refuge

Tamar's Refuge
[Exits: west]
Time and all things come together in this place, as though they were one
and the same. This is a place of meditation, peace, and serenity. There
are no barriers -- even the boundaries between the planes of existence are
as nothing here.
The sky is rainy and a cold northern gust blows.
(Translucent) With a friendly smile, the Heartbringer murmurs a welcome.
Katrana arrives from the west.
Tranquility arrives from the west.
Galning arrives from the west.
DarkClaw arrives from the west.
Boromir arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Nyx arrives from the west.
Tokugawa arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.

Someone arrives from the west.

Someone throws a snowball at you.

Tamar says, 'Hello, Ghazkull'.

You blink.

Sparhawk looks at Tamar.

DarkClaw utters the words, 'summon'.

Tamar says, 'Hello, everyone'.

You say (in common), 'Lady Tamar!'.

Sparhawk bows before Tamar.

Katrana giggles.

You bow before her.

Tamar looks at you.

Katrana curtseys gracefully.

DarkClaw beams a smile at Tamar.

Alcide bows before Tamar.

Saavik curtseys gracefully.

Galning makes a note of transgressions. Bluto feeds tonight for sure!

Tamar smiles happily.

DarkClaw chuckles at Galning's joke.

Tamar says, 'I understand youre undertaking a Trial of Triat Mastery'.
Tamar looks at you.

Ghazkull nods happily, slight tears rolling down his cheek.

Tamar says, 'I wanted to give you a task'.
Tamar says, 'Ready?'.

You say (in common), 'Of course, I would be honored'.

Galning says (in aarakocran), 'egad he is crying. now his armor will rust. i do hope it isn't needed'.

Tamar grins happily at Galning.

Tamar says, 'Your task will be to find and fully explore three lands from the past.'.

DarkClaw chuckles, evidently amused.

Tamar says, 'The three lands will appear as close to where they once were as possible, at a time to be determined during your quest.'.

Tamar says, 'When you find the door and are ready to enter, Cordir will have the key. She must be present to watch over you during all exploration of the lands.'.

Tamar says, 'You must explore the lands fully, mapping them and fully experiencing all that they have to offer.'.

Tamar says, 'Youll need to discover what the shopkeeps sold, what the items found there do, learn the associated lore of the land, etc.'.

Tamar says, 'If you need help with this task, you may ask for the assistance of anyone who has served the Triat, but you should have explored as much as possible on your own first'.

Galning thinks the Demon Realm would be a perfect land to....errr...experience.

Tamar says, 'Beware, once all three lands have been explored or once two weeks has passed, whichever comes first, they will disappear again.'.

Alcide that place is easy now.

Tamar says, 'Soon, a note will be posted with riddles that will help you to identify the lands.'.

Sparhawk agrees with Alcide 100%.

Ghazkull nods solemnly, 'I understand, Lady Tamar'

Tamar smiles at you.
Tamar throws a snowball at you.

Boromir ftells, 'no comments'.

Katrana giggles.

Tamar says, 'Should we go see what else is in store for you now?'.

Ptarchyzk cants, 'oh fun.. I wanna know what areas are coming back!'.

Tamar now follows you.

Belsambar shushs the people -used- to fighting crazy stuff.

Someone arrives from the west.

Tokugawa cants, 'I know! I know!'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'That one shouldn't be hard'.

Cordir tells you, '(Please go to Clue's Temple, in HOM I)'.

Alcide cants, 'Penfold!'.

Tamar says, 'Perhaps he's stunned by the snowballs'.

The Upper Central Halls
[Exits: north east south west]

The Inner Courtyard
[Exits: north east south west]

An Exquisite Courtyard of Golden Marble
[Exits: north east south west down]

Upon a Spiral Staircase
[Exits: up down]

Galning thinks he will talk to certain powers that be about adding...err...reinforcements to Ebencaleneezers realm.

At a Massive Spiral Staircase
[Exits: north east south west up down]

(They enter the Lower Hall and go to..)

Tasks for the Wyrm

The Refuge of the FoLK
[Exits: west]
Hours of careful study and exploration could not possibly allow you to fully
discover all that can be revealed in this wonderful place. This chamber is
considerable, yet somehow intimate and cozy; made of thick wooden timbers,
each as stout as a dwarf, it is crafted in the style of a druid's cottage.
Herbs and plants of nearly every variety hang in fragrant bundles from the
rafters above, and one entire wall is covered from floor to ceiling in maps,
charts, and careful notes of the Realm. A fireplace of gray river stones
adds warmth and comfort to this sanctuary, and upon the hearth an ample
iron cauldron of fragrant stew bubbles gently. It is plain that care has
been taken to craft an environment of welcome and learning, a place of
family and instruction, a true home for FoLK of all kinds.
(White Aura) A distressingly large, shiny black spider weaves webs here.
Lady Sami, the Grand Finder, is here looking nervous.
(Translucent) (White Aura) (Purple Aura) The protective spirit of Her Ordained guards the temple of Clue.
Tamar arrives from the west.
Katrana arrives from the west.
Tranquility arrives from the west.
Galning arrives from the west.
DarkClaw arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Sparhawk arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.

Cordir fades into existence, wreathed in ebon flame and sable shadow.

The protective spirit of Clue's Ordained bows deeply.

Mistyfier says (in common), 'I bid you welcome to the Refuge of the FoLK - the Temple of my Lady, Clue.'.

Mistyfier says (in common), 'In you, Ghazkull, I see a brother-in-Spirit. One in whom the Wyrm is a strong influence.'.

DarkClaw gasps in astonishment.

Mistyfier says (in common), 'The Wyrm teaches us, through its endless spiral, to never stop striving, growing, learning.'.

Mistyfier says (in common), 'The Wyrm's lessons are those of self-improvement and the sharing of ..'.

Mistyfier grins mischievously.
Mistyfier says (in common), 'Lore and knowledge...'.

Mistyfier bows before Ghazkull.

You nod.

The protective spirit of Clue's Ordained says (in common), 'Hear and heed the words of the Wyrm. '.

Katrana points and whispers loudly, 'That's My Sister!!'

Ghazkull bows before mistyfier.

The wavering image of a tall, slender, crimson-haired Elf coalesces into being before you.

Galning frowns at what Katrana did.

Clue smiles, baring only the slightest hint of fangs. She embraces Her Sisters warmly.

Katrana's face lights up, a smile from ear to ear, and tears of joy in her eyes.

Galning makes a note of transfressions.

She speaks, Her voice touched with the ancient dialect of the first Hundred of the Elves.

Clue says, 'Greetings, Initiate, and be welcome.'.

Clue says, 'In you, the heart of the Wyrm beats clear and clarion.'.

Clue says, 'I celebrate your courage in seeking this Trial. May it teach you much.'.

Galning dares anyone to correct the typo!

Ghazkull smiles at Clue.

Clue says, 'I encourage you - with each of these tasks - to share what you learn with others.'.

Clue says, 'The Lady Tamar has already set one task before you.'.
Clue curtseys before Tamar.

Clue says, 'To that, I would add the following:'.

Tamar smiles happily.

Clue says, 'A series of nine riddles will be provided to you via notes.'.

Clue says, 'You must determine the nature of the object, chamber or individual they each reference.'.

Clue says, 'If it is an object, obtain it. If it is an individual, slay it. If it is a room, log it.'.

Clue says, 'These must ALL be retained and turned in as a single submission to either of my Sisters.'.

Clue says, 'Assist others in their growth: Select three strangers and aid them to obtain three ascensions.'.

Clue says, '(it may be one for all, or three separate individuals.)'.

Clue says, 'Assist others in their equipping: locate and obtain at least one (max) poppable item for three individuals.'.

Galning thinks finding a mortal route into Scar's presence to deliver a bubbly potion would be a fitting task.

Galning grins wickedly.

Clue says, 'Add 'personally provided information' to the wiki about three individuals from each following you have served.'.

The protective spirit of Clue's Ordained leans in and whispers something to his Lady.

Clue raises one eyebrow and looks at the Acolyte before her.

Clue asks: 'One of your Geasa involved the creation of maps, did it not?'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'This isn't terrible so far'.

Boromir ftells, 'this part isnt .. its the tasks that are'.

Sparhawk ftells, '9 riddles -could- be worse'.

Boromir ftells, 'these arent just 9 riddles'.
Boromir ftells, 'and he may not be able to ask for help'.

DarkClaw utters the words, 'summon'.
Raage arrives suddenly.

Ghazkull blushes slightly and says, 'It did, Lady Clue...', he trails off...

Raage now follows you.

Clue nods.

Galning pets the spider.

Clue says, 'Then I would ask you to uphold the spirit of your Geasa:'.

Clue says, 'Map three zones: one must be the hut of Baba Yaga.'.

Clue says, 'One must be the Blackthorne Forest, which will be introduced during your quest.'.

Clue says, 'The third is your choice, but must be a place currently unfamiliar to you.'.

Clue says, 'Share these with the world.'

You nod.

Galning cheers Clue.

Clue smiles happily.

Sparhawk ftells, 'No, I've never been to Baba Yaga's hut either'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'So that'll be interesting'.

Boromir ftells, 'I have :)'.

You say (in common), 'It will be done, Lady Clue'.

Clue asks, 'Ghazkull, do you *understand* these tasks for Wyrm?'

Clue smiles, whispering, 'Now is the time to ask for clarifications...'.

Clue whispers, 'Though if more questions occur to you later, you may ask My Sisters..'.

Galning grins wickedly.
Galning thinks Baba Yaga is wholly fitting.

Alcide cringes away from Galning in mortal terror.

Ghazkull says slowly, 'I can think of no questions or clarification required right now, Lady Clue'

Sparhawk agrees with Alcide 100%.

Clue says, 'Do you *accept* these tasks in My name?'.

Galning grins at Clue...and wonders what Ghazkull will forget.

Boromir ftells, 'sparhawk .. enough'.
Boromir ftells, 'remember you are here to watch ... not emote stuff *poke*'.

You say (in common), 'In Your name, I accept these tasks.'.

You hear the biting voice of the Guardian Spider in your mind: *Witnessed*

Clue smiles happily.
Clue sketches a gesture of blessing and benediction in the air.

You feel righteous.

Clue says, 'Then undertake them with honour.'.

Ghazkull bows solemnly, 'I will'

The protective spirit of Clue's Ordained bows deeply.

The image of the Goddess shimmers in the air, fading into nothingness.

Katrana sadly waves to the departing images, tears streaking down Her cheeks.

Galning says (in common), 'No clarifications after hehehe'.

Katrana childishly whispers to Aoide, 'I miss my Sister...I don't like it when she leaves.'

Tamar comforts Katrana.

Aoide lays a protective hand on Katrana's arm.

Galning drinks water from a dew can.

Katrana sniffs sadly, looking to each in attendance, Her emotion changing as Her eyes dart from one to the next.

The Wyldess' tears appear to evaporate from Her cheeks as an impish grin appears.

Galning frowns at what Katrana did.

Katrana giggles Wyldly.
Katrana says, 'Sister's refuge is so...constant. I propose a change of scenery.'.

Katrana purses Her lips together in thought.
Katrana exclaims, 'I KNOW!'

Katrana hops from one foot to the next in pure excitement, Her aura growing in intensity.

Katrana says quickly, 'I want to remember the ancient ways of the Triat, and be in a place of chaotic energies, and I adore my temple...'

Galning thinks we should go see Ebencaleneezer.

Katrana continues running Her words together, 'But I'm there all the time, and this would be PERFECT!'

Katrana claps her hands together and looks about the room with a confused look on Her face.

Katrana stomps Her foot. The walls of the Refuge briefly shaking from the Wyldess' tantrum.

Galning frowns at what Ptarchyzk did.

Katrana says, 'Did I stutter? The Wyld beckons a change of scenery. Let us honour the most ancient ways, in the most perfect of locations, Lord Thaygar's temple...'.

Nyx seems to raise a single eyebrow under his mask.

Katrana's aura appears to radiate with Wyld energies, swirling about Her as if in flame.

Galning says (in common), 'THAYGAR! YES YES YES'.

Belsambar chuckles, evidently amused.

Ptarchyzk shakes his head.

Sparhawk giggles.

(TRAVEL SNIPPED: Ghazkull leads the group all the way to the south, then west, then all the way back up north along the western-most pathway, doubling the length of their walk.)

A Peaceful Western Courtyard in the Upper Halls
[Exits: north east south]

Ghazkull mutters, 'scenic route'

The Upper West Halls
[Exits: north east south]

Sparhawk tells Belsambar(in common), 'Were off to see the Jelly Fox'.

Belsambar tells Sparhawk (in common), 'CACKLE'.


Nyx chuckles at your joke.

Tasks For the Wyldess

Thaygar's Temple
[Exits: west]
You feel as though you have stepped into the infinite Void, ebon
oblivion surrounding you in all directions. It is not cool here,
however. Instead, the darkness here is the searing calm at the
center of Hell. You stand on a circular floor comprised of obsidian
panels, suspended in the void.

Six pits form a hexagon on the floor, an altar at their center. Six
fires of midnight black flow out of the pits, flaring to the ceiling.
Flowing from the floor, a lump of obsidian reaches out like an ebon hand.
(Intense Light Green Aura) Cordir is here.
Lady Sami, the Grand Finder, is here looking nervous.
(White Aura) A distressingly large, shiny black spider weaves webs here.
(Light Red Aura) (White Aura) Manatheren, hound of the Hunt, sits alertly at his Lady's side.
(Translucent) (Light Red Aura) Only a dark silhouette reveals the presence of the Sentry of the Seeker.
(Translucent) (Light Red Aura) A sickly sweet scent surrounds this woman as she gives worship to the Triat.
Ptarchyzk arrives from the west.
Raage arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.
Someone arrives from the west.

Nyx looks at the guardian spider.

Boromir smiles happily.

Alcide growls at the eternal Sentry of the Seeker. Better leave the room before the fighting starts.
The eternal Sentry of the Seeker growls at Alcide. Better leave the room before the fighting starts.

Typhon bows slowly, formally, before the Lady Wyldess.

Typhon acknowledges the Weaver with a nod and what might be a ghost of a smile.

Katrana grins Wyldly.

Cordir bows before the eternal Sentry of the Seeker.

Galning wonders if this mortal has a prayer in...well hell...of mapping anything. Lord what a wandering route.

Katrana says, 'Typhon - The first mortal Triat Master...and Wyldling.'.

Boromir smiles quietly.

Katrana says, 'We would be so honored if you would please give those present a brief lesson of what the Wyld is, what it stands for...'.

Katrana glances to Ghazkull.

Katrana says, 'I believe a Folk...someone Chosen...could use this knowledge.'.

Katrana snickers to Aoide, 'I did a play on words!! Are you proud!?

Aoide winks at Katrana.

Cordir's lips twitch slightly in a smile.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Here comes a hard one I think'.

Boromir ftells, 'I was neither Weaver or Wyld .. '.

Katrana blushes as She steps back slowly, realizing She may have said that a bit too loudly.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker says (in old-common), 'The Wyld is. Was. Ever shall be.'.

He gestures to the ebon flames that dance within the temple. 'The Wyld burns.'.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker says (in old-common), 'The Wyld ...changes. Itself. Others. The World.'.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker says (in old-common), 'The Wyld is balance - without death, no life.'.

(^_^) Tranquility has been awarded the Two Hours Online Award.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker says (in old-common), 'The Wyld can break you.. or temper you like steel in a forge..'.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker says (in old-common), 'Making you stronger than you ever imagined.'.

Typhon bows once more to the tiny gnome Goddess.

Galning leaps back from the gnome lest he be infected.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker thunders, 'HEAR NOW THE WORDS OF THE WYLD!'.

DarkClaw: Reminds me of Nameless' speech patterns.

Katrana nods respectfully to Typhon.

Katrana slowly steps to Ghazkull.

Katrana says, 'Twice, you have donned the aura of the Wyld, Ghazkull...TWICE.'.

Katrana says, 'You were brethren with those that were Lost.'.

Belsambar sits down and thinks deeply.

Katrana says, 'You ran with those that were Arcane.'.

Galning has learned to stay several arms lengths away from gnomes.

Ptarchyzk grumbles.

Katrana says, 'But you, you held yourself apart from the lessons that it has for you.'.

DarkClaw beams a smile at Katrana.

The fires about the room grow in intensity appearing to feed from the Wyldess' heightened emotion.

Boromir raises an eyebrow.

Katrana says, 'While it is not in YOUR nature...'.

Katrana looks to Ghazkull - Her eyes filled with tears, Her face with anger.

Katrana says, 'It IS an Aspect of the Triat that you have shunned acknowledging.'.

Katrana looks about the Temple, Her eyes shifting from hue to hue.

Katrana breathes in deeply then smiles, 'It is hoped that a third time, will in truth, be the charm.'

Sparhawk ftells, 'Uh-oh'.

You blink.

Katrana says, 'Ghazkull, for the span of three times three times three days, you are bid to serve the Wyld. '.

Boromir ftells, '*grin*'.

Katrana walks around Ghazkull slowly.

Galning frowns at what you did.

Katrana says, 'By giving worship to...well...'.

You say (in common), 'I...'.

Katrana says, 'Me.'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'So does that mean I have three days and three chances to PK Ghaz?'.

Boromir ftells, '3 times 3 times 3 is 27'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'So many times *ponder*'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'I'd take that one in the beginning '.

Boromir ftells, '3 * 3 = 9 *3 = 27'.

Belsambar steps back from the flames...he just got everything repaired to look good for the ceremony!

Katrana giggles Wyldly.

Galning makes a furious note and underlines it twice.

Katrana says, 'During this time, you will seek out the instruction of my Hunters, my dearest Lovelies.'.

Katrana says, 'You shall learn in combat of all types (mobs and PC).'.

Katrana says, 'This aspect of your quest may be undertaken at any time within the allowed span of the Triat Mastery duration.'.

Katrana tilts Her head to the side and looks just beyond your vision.

Katrana says, 'Oh...and Ghazkull. '.

Katrana glances to Her Sister, then to Her shears, smiling a wicked smile from ear to ear.

You say (in common), 'Yes, Wyldess?'.

Katrana says, 'It WILL begin with your Rebirth...by My own hand.'.

Katrana says, 'And upon the conclusion of this service, your Rebirth is required...'.

Galning grins wickedly.

DarkClaw winces. Ouch!

Katrana says, 'By my Sister.'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Ouch'.

Boromir ftells, 'he'll get his stuff back'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Of course'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'But a rifting death would absolutely suck'.

Galning grins wickedly.

Katrana giggles Wyldly glancing to Cordir.

Cordir murmurs something quietly, pitched only for Ghazkull's ears.
Cordir tells you, '(More details to follow.)'.

Cordir hold Ghazkull's gaze for a long, silent moment.

Cordir gives a single abrupt nod to him, and then glances over to Her Sister and nods.

A deep crimson liquid drips slowly from the Wyldess' shears, pooling onto the obsidian floor below.

The Wyldess continues, ignoring the pool now beneath Her. 'The lessons that my lovelies will teach you...'

Katrana places Her hands together as if in thought, then starts to pace slowly before Ghazkull.

Katrana says, 'Shall assist you with this next task.'.

Katrana says, 'Your Thirst has long been an issue that remained one of interior conflict, yes?'.

Katrana raises an eyebrow.

Boromir ftells, 'just watch :)'.

You nod.

Galning listens intently.

DarkClaw's eyes flicker a brilliant crimson in color at the sight of blood.

You say (in common), '... It has, Wyldess'.

The fires about you retreat slightly and the Wyldess says sadly, 'You deny the Hunter within.'

Katrana stops before Ghazkull, and nods as if suddenly understanding.

Galning senses a moment of annihilation coming.

Katrana stands upon tip toes, motioning for Ghazkull to lean down.

DarkClaw's nostrils flare.

Galning grins wickedly.

Katrana whispers, 'I'm not tall, come here!'

Alcide mutters something about undead.

Ghazkull leans down towards Katrana.

Galning frowns at what Katrana did.

Katrana's expression becomes that of concern, understanding, and hope.

Katrana whispers to Ghazkull.

Katrana tells you, 'You are a child of the Triat. Embracing the Wyld does not always mean performing actions that are cruel, or mean, or not necessary.'.

Katrana tells you, 'Several of Mine embrace their Wyld nature through other means. Their hearts are kind, and their thoughts pure. Seek their guidance.'.

Katrana tells you, 'Remember that change is not always cruel, it can be understanding, or that of cold calculation and deliberate thought.'.

Katrana tells you, 'The cutting of a Thread is not always ravenous, or lustful. It can also be one of mercy. '.

Katrana tells you, 'Read the history and the times when I, Huey, and others spoke of the Wyld...learn of its other sides.'.

Galning becomes distracted as a spider runs into the shadows.

Katrana places Her hand on Ghazkull's cheek and smiles sadly.

Katrana jumps back and continues pacing before Ghazkull.

Ghazkull bows his head in Acknowledgement.

Katrana says, 'For the duration of your stay within the Wyld Hunt, you are required to embrace your Thirst.'.

Galning searches the shadows.

Katrana looks to Ghazkull, Her eyes shifting through hues of the deepest crimson to brightest of red.

Katrana says, 'You Will feed once every three times three days from a mortal being, with or without their consent, during combat.'.

Katrana says, 'The combat need not take a Thread from either party. Though...'.

The fires swell and roar. The heat rolls from the sides of the temple to where you stand.

Katrana says, 'The cutting of a Thread is, of course, an encouraged outcome. Rebirths are so very good for the Pattern...Don't you think?'.

Katrana stops pacing and giggles quietly to herself.

Katrana says, '((As part of this task, you will develop and utilize three emotes to utilize to communicate feeding.))'.

Katrana says, 'Oh to cut Threads...so lovely...it is always a pretty day for a bloodbath!'.

Boromir ftells, 'Sparhawk .. you are not food or drink for Ghazkull'.
Boromir ftells, 'same for you, saavik'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Obviously.'.

Saavik ftells, 'yes sir'.

Sami tells you (in common), '*whispered, in a serious tone* If you must Hunt and feed... You may chase me if you wish.'.

Sami tells you (in common), '*whispered, teasingly* I promise, I won't carry a stick...'.

Galning finds the spider, picks it up, and brings it back to Ghazkull. He drops it in his armor saying, 'I want that spider back...ALIVE...when this quest is finis.

Katrana skips through the now large crimson pool beneath Her as if it was a puddle from a spring rain.

Ptarchyzk has returned from the void.

Katrana smiles childishly, then coughs as if remembering where She is currently.

Katrana says, 'Yes, the essence of the Wyld is not only in one's own nature. It can be found in all cycles, everywhere you look.'.

Katrana says, 'It can be especially found in one's ability to meet and conquer challenges. There is one Aspect known above ALL others!'.

Katrana stands on Her tip-toes and whispers excitedly to Ghazkull, 'It's my most favorite!'

(^_^) Nyx has been awarded the Two Hours Online Award.

Belsambar tells Nyx (in common), 'congrats :P'.
Nyx tells Belsambar (in common), 'Thanks.  :)'.

Katrana says, 'To cut Threads!'.

Katrana says, 'During your trial you must find and slay the following creatures, taking a leadering and organizational role in all groups.'.

Katrana says, 'Where possible provide a steak or bag as proof of granting Rebirth. Where the creature is ephemeral provide a log.'.

You tell Sami (in elven), 'I would not wish to hurt you, Almond'.

Katrana says, 'With no aid whatsoever: I require the Thread of the Tempest. '.

Katrana says, 'With no aid whatsoever: The Three Brothers of Sanguinna, the Ogre Magi, Bezil, and a Guardian Vampire...'.

Katrana says, 'OR a mortal vampire in (nonconsenting) PK combat to the death.'.

DarkClaw frowns.

Katrana says, 'With the aid of only one mortal on the journey and none on the fight: The Dreammaster.'.

Sparhawk ftells, '*smirk*'.

Katrana says, 'With the aid of the Eldest and one other of your choice: Defeat the Phoenix Nataraja. '.

Katrana says, 'With the aid of the Wyld Hunt: Defeat The Master and The Lady, in their Tower.'.

DarkClaw scowls at that.

Katrana says, 'With no mortal aid, only that which your own sorcery can provide: Slay the Kraken of Triton Halls. '.


Katrana says, 'With the aid of any who are Kindred, or under your magical control, continue on that journey - '.

Katrana says, 'and utilize the Kraken's Eye to defeat the Aquadragon and Sea Devil.'.

Katrana says, 'And last -- With whatever aid you wish: Clear the Tiren's Rock Catacombs of every living (or un-living) thing.'.

Boromir ftells, 'Now the Hammer drops !'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'I can tell you now'.

Boromir ftells, 'not so easy ...'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'The wyld hunt one will be easy'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'The eldest will be easy'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Tirens rock -not- easy'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Most of those mobs are arch'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'You have to drag them out of their rooms to kill them'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Mortal Kindred would be Venom, Nicholai, Aphelion, me'.

Boromir ftells, 'since when did you join the Lost? '.

Sparhawk ftells, 'I was apart of lost when I first joined TFC'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Left to join you'.

Boromir ftells, 'I see'.

Typhon bows deeply

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker says (in old-common), 'Lady Wyldess, I would not wish to presume...'.

Alcide whistles appreciatively.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker says (in old-common), '..but that is only eight. For the Triat, would not nine be a better number?'.

Katrana tilts Her head to the side in thought.

Katrana silently holds Her fingers before her and counts to eight.

Galning thinks 99 is a better number.

Katrana says, 'YOU ARE RIGHT!'.

Belsambar grins mischeviously.

Katrana gasps in astonishment.

Katrana says, 'Typhon, you do know how I adore counts of Three!'.

Katrana giggles, throwing Her arms around the Ebon Shaman with glee.

Belsambar says (in common), 'three by three the wyldess be...'.

Katrana whispers to the imposing silhouette, 'But what do you suggest?'

Belsambar grins deviantly.

Katrana arches her eyebrows with anticipation.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker says (in old-common), '.. I would offer myself as the final task for Wyld.'.

Galning shows that 99 is 33 counts of 3...lots of 3's.

Katrana squeals with delight.

Katrana says, 'Oh my...that idea...IS THE BEST!'.

Katrana skips about Typhon and Ghazkull chanting, 'Counting lives like grains of sand, countless fall beneath Her hand...'

Katrana continues, 'Rebirth comes to fallen souls, chaos is where the Wyld goes.'

Katrana giggles innocently.

> look seeker
There are no distinct features to the shadowy silhouette that coalesces before
you. Bound in eternal honor and duty to the will of his Lord, it was only when
his leash was slipped and he was freed to revel in the slaughter that his true
self erupted into nova. Thought by most to epitomize Weaver, the first of the
mortal Triat Masters was passion, fury and temper: indeed, it was an explosion
of that rage that caused his Unmaking at the hands of the Creator Himself. In
this form of immortality, his core nature is revealed: blazing effigy of wrath
and Wyld spirit, forever, eternal.
The eternal Sentry of the Seeker has a special twinkle in his eye.
The eternal Sentry of the Seeker is in perfect health.

The eternal Sentry of the Seeker is using:
<worn on finger> (Weak magic) the iridescent sardonyx ring
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) the Nine Circles of the Order

Katrana looks to Ghazkull.

Galning looks at the eternal Sentry of the Seeker.

Katrana says, 'Do you understand what you are being asked to do for the Wyld? ((Now is the time for any clarifications/questions.))'.

Galning looks at you.
Galning throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!

DarkClaw looks at the eternal Sentry of the Seeker.

You say (in common), 'it all seems fairly clear... except the final part.'.

DarkClaw looks at you.

Galning wonders if popcorn and lemonade will be provided as we watch this debacle...errr...spectacle.

Ptarchyzk disappears into the void.

Katrana says, 'Combat with the Seeker?'.

Ptarchyzk has returned from the void.

Belsambar gets some badly over-popped popcorn from a stout cargo net.
Belsambar gives some badly over-popped popcorn to Galning.

Katrana raises an eyebrow.

You nod.

Galning frowns at what Ptarchyzk did.

Katrana says, 'You must cut his Thread...'.
Katrana giggles.

You say (in common), 'I thought it was, but I wanted to make sure.'.
You nod.

Katrana nods.

Galning frowns.

Katrana says, 'Ghazkull, do you accept these tasks in My name?'.

Galning saw some good popcorn in the arena.

You say (in common), 'In your name, Wyldess. I accept these tasks.'.

Belsambar says (in common), 'well that's all I got'.

Katrana squeals with delight.
Katrana hugs you.

Galning makes a note in the margins about the foolishness and gulability of mortals.
Galning shows Cordir the notebook.

You hear the biting voice of the Guardian Spider in your mind: *Witnessed*

Galning grins wickedly.

Ghazkull takes a deep breath.

Tamar stops following you.

As the Wyldess grins with childish delight, the fires along the room flare sending a burst of heat over you.

Fiery tendrils flick and reach toward the collective group.

Katrana giggles and hops over and through the tendrils as if they were a jump rope.
Katrana motions for everyone to join Her in Her...chaotic game.

Katrana looks to Cordir, 'Sister!! Thaygar's fires are even happy for Ghaz and trying to play!

Belsambar plays patty cake with the nearest tendril.

Galning swats at the flames as they start the notebook on fire.

Cordir nods in recognition to Katrana.

Galning frowns.

Katrana stops suddenly and gasps, 'No, wait! We aren't finished though! What's next!?!'

A midnight sprite flickers and sparks in the shadows, then flies out the door, leading the way.

DarkClaw looks into the fire, thought of Venom invading her memories.
DarkClaw sighs loudly.

Cordir tells you, 'Please return to the Sanctuary of Fate. '.

The Upper West Halls
[Exits: north east south]

A Peaceful Western Courtyard in the Upper Halls
[Exits: north east south]

The Upper Central Halls
[Exits: east west]

The Upper Central Halls
[Exits: north east south west]

The Inner Courtyard
[Exits: north east south west]

An Exquisite Courtyard of Golden Marble
[Exits: north east south west down]

Tamar now follows you.

The Inner Courtyard
[Exits: north east south west]

The Inner Hall
[Exits: north east south west]

Tamar calmly enters and stands nearby.

A Golden Marble Courtyard
[Exits: north east west]

The Upper Southern Halls
[Exits: east south west]

The Upper Southern Halls
[Exits: north east south west]

Belsambar disappears in a mushroom cloud.
Cordir has transferred you.

Tasks and Sacrifice for the Weaver

The Sanctuary of Fate
[Exits: north]

The breathtaking loveliness of a midnight shadowed garden embraces you. The
night sky is filled with stars... no, not stars, but strands of light which
shimmer at the edges of sight. The soft call of unseen birds provides sweet
melody to please the ear and the low hoot of an owl echoes out of the trees.
A thick tangle of web-shrouded briar roses marks the boundaries of the area
and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness.
Here and there, care has been taken to create gathering places in the glade,
from an intimate nook of soft, thick moss beneath a veiling willow tree, to
a low, gentle dell where a large group could rest in comfort. Each cardinal
point is marked by its own unique archway. Ebon flames beckon within a trio
of them, and the fourth is sealed by an enormous spiderweb. At the heart of
the clearing is a large round seal of orichalcum.
The sky is rainy and a warm southerly breeze blows.
( 7) A delicious magic mushroom is here.
(Purple Aura) A small weaving loom is barely visible amidst the trees.
Belsambar is here.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Dreamstar is here.
Lady Sami, the Grand Finder, is here looking nervous.
(Intense Light Green Aura) Cordir is here.
(Translucent) (Purple Aura) Merriment sparkles in the eyes of this ghostly Aara Handmaiden.
(Light Red Aura) (White Aura) Manatheren, hound of the Hunt, sits alertly at his Lady's side.
(Translucent) (White Aura) (Purple Aura) This vigilant gnome served the Chosen as de Nachtwacht.
Raage arrives from a puff of smoke.
DarkClaw arrives from a puff of smoke.
Ptarchyzk arrives from a puff of smoke.
Nyx arrives from a puff of smoke.
Boromir arrives from a puff of smoke.
Tranquility arrives from a puff of smoke.
Galning arrives from a puff of smoke.
Katrana arrives from a puff of smoke.
Saavik arrives from a puff of smoke.
Sparhawk arrives from a puff of smoke.

Tamar calmly enters and stands nearby.

Ptarchyzk shakes out his hammock, dislodging any produce that may be lurking there, then kicks back to relax.

Ptarchyzk rests.

Dreamstar bows deeply.

Cordir says, '(please take a moment to eat and drink)'.

DarkClaw grins evilly at Ptarchyzk.

Belsambar grabs an orange off the floor.

Belsambar dives headfirst into the floor, leaving a crack....water seeps up...
Belsambar utters the words, 'qcandusahz gsfuio'.
A magical spring flows from the ground.

Galning says (in common), 'make a fountain pls'.

Nyx drinks water from a magical spring.

Katrana squeals and dives onto Manatheren.

Cordir has created the guardian spider!

Galning thanks everyone.

Sparhawk looks at the guardian spider.

Dreamstar fills a water skin with water.

Nyx looks at the spirit of a trustworthy gnome.

Sparhawk looks at the guardian spider and shudders.
The guardian spider looks at Sparhawk and shudders.

Dreamstar utters the words, 'hfjz gzzuio'.

Ptarchyzk shakes out his hammock, dislodging any produce that may be lurking there, then kicks back to relax.

DarkClaw climbs into Ptar's hammock with him.

Tamar gives a stale bowl of popcorn to Galning.

Belsambar says (in common), 'all your gold is belonging to Nyx...errr...the other Nyx'.

Cordir bows Her head. She is still, a moment.

Belsambar frowns.

Galning beams a smile at Tamar.

The garden falls silent, even the birds pausing their song.

Sparhawk says (in common), 'Nyx?'.

When She lifts Her gaze and speaks, Her voice is husky with tears wrought of emotion.

Galning says (in common), 'stale is better than burnt'.

Boromir pours himself a Jamesons.

Galning frowns.

Cordir says, 'First among the Chosen. First to seek Ordainment. First to seek - and achieve - Mastery among us.'.

Cordir curtseys, deeply and formally.

The shadows seem to swirl and deepen at the corners of your vision.
Within the gloom, a glittering appears, like moonlight on spiderwebs.
A midnight sprite glides out of the glittering darkness, and pauses, hovering.
The ebon shadows shiver for a moment, and a thin, dark-clad figure emerges.

Nyx steps forward.

DarkClaw beams a smile at Nyx.

Nyx bows before you.

Nyx says (in common), 'It has been said that the Weaver's Sacrifice is the most arduous of the challenges put before one seeking Triat Mastery.'.

You bow before him.

Nyx says (in common), 'Know that this is truth.'.

Cordir does not speak, but Her ebon eyes coruscate with the turning of the stars above.

You nod in recognition to him.

Nyx says (in common), 'Though posed by Alak-Nacha, this aspect of Triat Mastery requires change, growth, and perseverance...'.

Nyx says (in common), '...for She demands nothing less than that which defines you.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'She has torn away silence, wrath and joyfulness.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'She has taken solitude, intimacy, and shadow.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'She has claimed spells cast, proud race, and nature's peace.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'And yet, the Sealer of Souls accepts only that which is willingly offered.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'Refuse Her challenge and She will leave you whole and unscarred.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'But agree to Her terms...'.

Nyx says (in common), 'Agree to Her terms and you will redefine yourself, find strength where you have never sought it before, and learn who you truly can be.'.

Nyx bows before Cordir.

Cordir curtseys deeply once more in humble acknowledgement of Her Shadow.

The surrounding light ebbs, as if suddenly overwhelmed by nightfall.
The Weaver's Shadow silently melts into the growing gloom.
The darkness seems to flicker eerily, like a spiderweb in moonlight.
A faint purplish light dances within the shadows for a moment, then is gone.
The light slowly returns to normal.

Cordir gazes with grave solemnity at the Elf before Her a long moment before She speaks.

Ptarchyzk sighs loudly.

Slim and pale as a shaft of moonlight or the bared blade of a sword, the Weaver
stands before you. Ancient flames of sable black, first called by Lord Thaygar
Himself, flicker about Her person, causing Her waist-length silver hair and Her
gown to stir as if in a light breeze. As you dare to meet Her star-touched ebon
gaze, you find yourself dissolving into the abyss of Her eyes. Time shatters -
moments and eons swirling in the wind - your soul overwhelmed by a kaleidoscope
of existance - eternal instants of joy, anguish and wonder. She grants release
from the madness of Her gaze and your head bows, purely of its own volition. A
slight, knowing smile plays about Her lips, for a single glance told Her it all:
your past, your present, your future. Hopes, fears, dreams, all bare for Her to
witness and to know.
Cordir is bathed in the essence of charisma.
Cordir is in perfect health.

Cordir is using:
<used as light> (Artifact Magic) the silvery glow of the moon above
<worn on finger> (Artifact Magic) the Band of the Stormreaver
<worn around neck> (Artifact Magic) the ancient scars of a vampire's Kiss
<worn around neck> (Artifact Magic) a necklace of spiderwebs set with hematites
<worn on body> (Artifact Magic) a soft, flowing gown of indigo spidersilk
<worn on head> (Artifact Magic) a narrow silver circlet
<worn as shield> (Artifact Magic) (Bloody) a gentleman's Sacrifice
<worn around wrist><worn around wrist> (Artifact Magic) a storm-gray silver bracelet
<worn around wrist> (Artifact Magic) the haunting essence of midnight roses
<wielded> (Artifact Magic) a silver weaving shuttle
<held> (Artifact magic) (Glowing) divine radiance
<worn with pride> (Artifact magic) (Glowing) (Humming) the Medallion of Goddesshood
<worn with pride> (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen
<worn with pride> 4 badges, 5 pins, 16 ribbons

Cordir says, 'Not all Trial elements for the Weaver are sacrifice and torment.'.

Cordir says, 'I would ask that the following tasks be completed. '.

Cordir says, 'First: Craft a poetic, lyric, or other written work, educating the Realm on the beliefs, tenets or history of the Triat.'.

Cordir says, 'Perform it at a Triat-themed Bardic Circle, scheduled and hosted by you. '.

Cordir says, 'You are encouraged to reach out to all Triat Masters, prior members of the Chosen, and Bards to attend.'.

Cordir says, 'Second: Perform an act of service, of needfully dangerous or sacrificial nature, for one who is a friend, an enemy and a stranger. '.

Cordir says, 'A summary of these acts - and how they supported Geasa or personified the Triat Path - should be posted in note form to me.'.

Cordir says, 'Third: Take on an additional Geasa to challenge and support your continued growth. '.

Cordir says, 'It must be sworn here, before Me and Guardian, at some point during your Trial.'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'The hardest one for me would've been the first'.

Boromir ftells, 'heh'.

Boromir ftells, 'one of the easier parts for me'.


Cordir bows Her head a moment.

Cordir says quietly, '..And Sacrifice...'

Cordir says, 'The sacrifice I would ask you to make is that of your self-doubt and uncertainty.'.

Ghazkull bows his head.

You hear the petitioner's own voice, echoing back from only a few days ago:

### Somewhere, [Ghazkull says (in elven), 'I don't excel at anything in particular, so I don't know what could be sacrificed...'.]

Belsambar cants, '(As if you didn't know) 'Somewhere, [Ghazkull says (in elven), 'I don't excel at anything in particular, so I don't know what could be sacrificed...'.].

Cordir says, 'You are blind to your own qualities - some of which were acknowledged by Tamar as you joined the Chosen, '.

Cordir says, 'others of which are reiterated nearly daily, by those who are closest to you. Therefore...'.

The sun rises in the east.

Cordir says, 'First... I ask you to sacrifice your external examples of strength.'.

Cordir says, 'To develop the capability that I see within you - Take a moment to reflect ...'.

Cordir says, 'and then Name three Mortal individuals who are closest to your heart in love or friendship.'.

Boromir ftells, 'I was named as one of those'.
Boromir ftells, 'long time ago'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Nod.'.

Boromir ftells, 'never did go for the TMQ .. kept meaning to'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Immorted to soon'.

Boromir ftells, 'probably'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Not really '.
Sparhawk ftells, 'I'm here but still'.

DarkClaw watches her brother's features intently, waiting.

Ghazkull takes a moment to reflect in silence before raising his head and staring at the Weaver.

Dreamstar disappears into the void.

You say (in common), 'I would name My Bonded, Samiyah.'.

Galning waits for it.
Galning knows its coming.

You say (in common), 'I would name the Archmage, Belsambar'.

Belsambar grins mischeviously at Ghazkull.

Galning frowns.

You ponder the question.

Galning looks at Belsambar.

Belsambar winks at Galning.
Belsambar tells Galning (in common), 'play a mortal for a bit kid, I'll take you places'.

Galning tells Belsambar (in common), 'haha'.

You say (in common), 'and lastly, I would name the Ordained of the Nexus.'.

Sparhawk blinks.

Ghazkull looks at Sparhawk.

Cordir nods.

Boromir smiles quietly.

Dreamstar has returned from the void.

Sparhawk bows before you.

Galning points at Sparhawk accusingly.

You say (in common), 'You offered me your sword once.'.

Galning frowns at what Sparhawk did.

Raage discovers someone's hands in his wallet!

Dreamstar ftells, 'someone stole from me lol'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Yeah'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Yes, I told you to deposit your coin'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Nyx'.

Boromir ftells, 'yep'.

Sparhawk grins happily.
Sparhawk nods.

You say (in common), 'Or mace...'.
You stare at the sky.

Sparhawk smirks.
Sparhawk nods.

You nod in recognition to Cordir.

Galning makes another note mentioning that Sparhawk offered up his sword.

Cordir says, 'Then those Three may assist you only on three, singular, individual tasks during your Trial.'.

Sami flinches.

Cordir says, 'This is to encourage you to become more integrated and connected to the community as a whole.'.

Cordir says, 'For three of your individual tasks, you must also include one who is not well known to you - '.

You wince. Ouch!

Belsambar scratches his head.

Cordir says, 'with whom you have not adventured in the past.'.

Cordir says, 'Second... sacrifice external touchstones of strength, and look within - it is there.'.

Cordir says, 'The token you bear from this Garden has given you great comfort over the years.'.

Cordir says, 'In this, I am honored.'.

Galning grins wickedly.

Cordir says, 'For the term of your Trial, however, it must be given into the keeping of another -'.

Cordir says, 'Shilea - who, unique among mortals has served the Triat in all Three of its Aspects. '.

Cordir says, 'To regain it, you must survive three concerted, solo efforts on her behalf to cut your Thread.'.

DarkClaw whispers to Ghazkull, "At least The Weaver did not ask you to sacrifice your bond with Sami."

Cordir says, 'If your Thread is cut... the rose is lost.'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'wince'.

Galning throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!

Cordir says, '.. Additionally... '.

Cordir says, 'The soul-spark which you bear must be given into My keeping for the duration of your Trial.'.

Sami makes a choked sound of protest.

A magical spring dries up.

gasp
You gasp in astonishment.

Dreamstar drinks water from a water skin.

Belsambar pokes DarkClaw in the ribs.

Dreamstar drinks water from a water skin.

Cordir says, 'At your Trial's completion - or acknowledgement of failure - it will be returned to you.'.

Cordir adds, glancing sharply at the Bard, '..unscathed.'.

Cordir says, 'Third... sacrifice your internal fears of your Kindred nature. It is a part of you that cannot be undone.'.

Belsambar tells DarkClaw (in common), 'See what you did? You forgot to knock on wood...'.

Cordir says, 'The Wyldess rightly asks you to embrace it and learn what the Hunter within knows.'.

Cordir says, 'To reinforce this: You may not drink from your Bonded during that time. Nor may you ...'.
Galning thinks Cordir's purple aura is starting to turn a fairly pleasant shade of scarlet!

DarkClaw tells Belsambar, 'EEP!'.

A muffled gasp of anguish and hurt is heard clearly despite efforts to suppress it.

As if in response, a silver flickering within the Pattern above is seen for the briefest moment.

Cordir pauses, blinking in surprise and astonishment.
Her lips form a name, though no sound emerges: 'Deamhan?'.

She tilts Her head to one side, clearly listening to a distant voice.

DarkClaw sighs and lowers her head slightly.

Cordir smiles wryly. 'I am admonished...'.

Cordir says, 'I was going to demand the sacrifice of physical closeness as well....'.

Cordir says, '... but I am reminded, by the one to whom I am Bound, that this is your Trial, and not hers. '.

Cordir says, 'You may not drink from her - but you retain the mercy of what comfort can be found in touch.'.

Cordir takes the few steps to stand directly before the supplicant. Her eyes find and hold his.

Cordir says, 'Ghazkull Mahsong, do you understand each of these sacrifices and tasks asked of you, in My name?'.

You feel weaker.

Ghazkull says softly, 'I...'

Ghazkull's voice cracks.

Boromir nods in recognition to you.

You say (in common), 'I understand, Lady Weaver.'.

Cordir says, '.. and do you, Heartbringer, accept them? '.

Ghazkull closes his eyes a moment...

You tell Sami (in elven), 'It will only be until the end of the quest.'

DarkClaw sends soothing comfort and strength through her own bond with Ghazkull.

Boromir nods in recognition to you.

Sami tells you (in common), '...’
Sami tells you (in common), ' through the bond: *<choking fear, ruthlessly suppressed> support | deep caring | concern * '.
Sami tells you (in common), '*her tone taut*...It won’t last forever. I am here for you. Always.'.

Belsambar winks suggestively at you.

Raage discovers someone's hands in his wallet!

Belsambar says (in common), 'I believe in you buddy'.

Sparhawk nods.

Ghazkull opens his eyes and looks the Weaver in the eyes.

DarkClaw nods in recognition to you.

Katrana watches, completely still.

Ghazkull says loudly, 'I accept these tasks in Your name, Lady Weaver'

You hear the biting voice of the Guardian Spider in your mind: *Witnessed*
The guardian spider dips its thorax in a bow before him.

You feel less righteous.

Cordir releases a slow breath as She nods.

Cordir says in a voice that bears only the slightest trembling, 'Tasks for Wyrm, Wyld, and Weaver have been offered. Understood. Accepted.'

Cordir says, 'No later than the next rising of the moon, acknowledge your first step on this Path by changing your title to 'Triat Initiate.' '.

Cordir says, 'You have one turning of the year to complete it all. '.

Katrana nods slowly.

Cordir says, 'Should your tasks not be finished by that time, your failure will be acknowledged. There is no shame in failure. Only not giving it your all.'.

Cordir says, 'Succeed... and you will take your place among those who have indelibly affected this world.'.

Saavik discovers someone's hands in her wallet!
Tranquility discovers someone's hands in her wallet!

Cordir says, 'Know that in the attempt alone... I am well proud of you.'.

Cordir looks up at him, and in the rarest of gestures...

Cordir hugs you.

Tranquility discovers someone's hands in her wallet!

Cordir smiles at you.

You blink.

Katrana giggles.

Boromir smiles at you.

Cordir steps back and nods to Tranquility.

Galning wonders what time scale that year is measured by.

DarkClaw says, 'As are we all.'.

The Weaver's Handmaiden says formally, 'This rite has ended. Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again.'

The After-Party

DarkClaw smiles at you.

Katrana hugs you.

Raage cheers you on, confident that you will win.

Cordir utters the words, 'dispel godmagic'.
Cordir utters the words, 'dispel godmagic'.

Tranquility is so excited that she cheers just for the hell of it.

Ptarchyzk shows his approval by clapping his hands together.

Belsambar cheers you on, confident that you will win.
Ptarchyzk shows his approval by clapping his hands together.

Alcide cheers you on, confident that you will win.

Ptarchyzk is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it.

Dreamstar is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it.

Belsambar pats you on your back.

Alcide looks at Sparhawk.

DarkClaw cheers you on, confident that you will win.

Ghazkull closes his eyes as the ceremony ends.

Sparhawk tells you (in common), 'You got a couple hard taks infront of you bud, but you can do it'.

Tamar throws a snowball at you.

Ptarchyzk stalks Nyx for his purse...

Saavik smiles happily.

Alcide looks at Saavik.

Sparhawk agrees with Ptarchyzk 100%.

Alcide looks at Dreamstar.

Sparhawk looks at Alcide.

Tokugawa says, 'good luck Ghazkull'.

Belsambar says (in common), 'Erm...since I can't do it here'.

Belsambar says (in common), 'Ghaz'.

Boromir ftells, 'Sparhawk .. plese help Ghazkull in any way you can'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Of course.'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'You know I will'.
Sparhawk ftells, 'Until he's evil'.

Boromir ftells, 'just making it official :)'.

Sparhawk ftells, 'Of course'.

Someone ruffles your hair playfully.

Galning comforts Ghazkull on the fun that is about the commence...for the immortals.

Belsambar says (in common), 'can you drag us all to Hutt's temple very fast?'.

Nyx tells you (in common), 'A word to the wise, double-check any triggers you have that might trip you up...'.

Alcide looks at Nyx.

Alcide looks at Ptarchyzk.

Ptarchyzk poses for Alcide.. whatcha think?

DarkClaw grins evilly at Galning.

Belsambar says (in common), 'so I can celebrate real quick with my display?'.

Alcide looks at Belsambar.

Sparhawk laughs.

Alcide looks at Tranquility.

Someone gives Boromir a wedgie.

Cordir sits down and thinks deeply.
Cordir says, '.. go ahead, Bels.'.

Someone spanks Cordir playfully.

DarkClaw groans at the sight of Belsambar.

You tell Nyx (in common), 'I am giving them a good clear out'.

Belsambar bows before Cordir.

Someone kisses Katrana passionately.

Belsambar collects mystic and arcane energies into his hands...the air ripples.
Belsambar begins levitating.
Belsambar shines bright with a flash of light! You are blinded!
Belsambar throws his hands skyward, releasing the energy in sparks of light!
Belsambar has just GLITTERBOMBED your temple! EVERYTHING SPARKLES!

Nyx tells you (in common), 'Just about failed my TMQ with my first step out of the temple because of those :)'.

Sparhawk stands up.

Galning frowns.

DarkClaw does NOT want to sparkle!

Katrana says, 'Whee!'.

Sparhawk immediatly groans at Belsambar.

Katrana giggles.

Sparhawk says (in common), 'Really!'.

Raage chuckles, evidently amused.

Saavik giggles.

Someone makes DarkClaw sparkle.

Ptarchyzk sighs loudly.

Sparhawk says (in common), 'I am -NOT- Edward Cullen'.

Nyx does not... glitter.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'glitter in my hammock..'.

Alcide looks at you.

Ptarchyzk shakes out his hammock, dislodging any produce that may be lurking there, then kicks back to relax.

Katrana says, 'I LOVE sparkle!'.

Ptarchyzk shakes out his hammock, dislodging any produce that may be lurking there, then kicks back to relax.

Ptarchyzk shakes out his hammock, dislodging any produce that may be lurking there, then kicks back to relax.

Katrana giggles.

Belsambar himmies and every bit of glitter seems to cascade off of him into a pile.

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

Alcide chuckles, evidently amused.

Belsambar shimmies*

Boromir waves his hand and the glitter falls away.

Galning makes notes about glitterbombs and abominations and how certain mages need to be taught lessons in underwater naked survival with Bluto nipping at their.

Someone discovers someone's hands in his wallet!

Katrana says, 'Oh no Boro, that glitter...it sticks'.
Katrana giggles.

Belsambar nods in recognition to Katrana.

Alcide nods.

Belsambar says (in common), 'specially made'.

Boromir smirks.

Katrana nods.

Belsambar says (in common), 'but he has his antilick shield'.
Belsambar licks Boromir.

Boromir smugly wipes off the Anti-LICK shield (tm)

Cordir has transferred you.
The Lower Hall
[Exits: north up]
This hallway must have been built by giants! It is huge! Then
again, there are more than a few giants that belong to The Guild, so
it may just be so. A stairway leads up to another hallway above.
Belsambar is here.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Dreamstar is here.
(Intense Light Green Aura) Cordir is here.
Mish Leigh Salvandor will use her contacts to help you... for a price.
Raage arrives from a puff of smoke.
DarkClaw arrives from a puff of smoke.
Ptarchyzk arrives from a puff of smoke.
Nyx arrives from a puff of smoke.
Boromir arrives from a puff of smoke.
Tranquility arrives from a puff of smoke.
Alcide arrives from a puff of smoke.
Galning arrives from a puff of smoke.
Katrana arrives from a puff of smoke.
Saavik arrives from a puff of smoke.
Sparhawk arrives from a puff of smoke.

DarkClaw says, 'Who made me sparkle?!'.

Nicholai stops following you.

Belsambar hugs DarkClaw.

Boromir has his anti-glitter spell ..

Sparhawk points at Belsambar accusingly.

Ptarchyzk sighs loudly.

Galning scowls.

Sparhawk says (in common), 'Hey, cast it on me while your at it'.

DarkClaw grumbles to Belsambar.

Cordir gossips, '.. My Shadow gratefully accepts cash donations to the Temple of Fate in the amount of 469,901 gold...'.

Tamar tells you, 'good luck =)'.

Nyx chuckles, evidently amused.

Cordir fades into existence, wreathed in ebon flame and sable shadow.

Ptarchyzk gossips (in common), 'Bels.. lets go get him.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'Yeah, thanks all.'.

You tell Tamar (in common), 'Thank you =)'.

Sparhawk gossips (in common), 'Hey!'.

Raage gossips (in common), 'ah, so that is where all my gold went to'.

Sparhawk gossips (in common), 'TAKE ME WITH'.

DarkClaw chuckles at Nyx's joke.

Nyx says (in common), 'He's got about 500 of mine, too'.
Nyx says (in common), 'Which is a little odd...'.

Cordir gives Nyx some gold.

Nyx has split personality disorder, there.

Sparhawk stops using a simple shirt of black linen.

You say (in common), 'I donate about 5-15k a week to him'.

Cordir gives Ptarchyzk some gold.

DarkClaw laughs.

Nyx chuckles, evidently amused.
Nyx bows before Cordir.

Galning thinks someone needs to feed Bluto.

Sparhawk wears the Untainted Plate on his body.

Cordir says, 'Raage?'.
Cordir says, 'how much did you lose?'.

Ptarchyzk bows before Cordir.

Cordir gives Raage some gold.

Galning looks in the tank and thinks Bluto looks hungry.

Boromir lost at least 200,814 gold.

Dreamstar says (in common), 'like 13k here lol'.

Galning checks the south wall for structural integrity.

Sparhawk has killed Bluto.

Galning frowns.

DarkClaw looks at you.

Sparhawk several times.

Someone leaves up.

DarkClaw says, 'I am so proud of you, Ghaz.'.
DarkClaw hugs you.

DarkClaw smiles at you.

You say (in common), 'This.....'.
You say (in common), 'wow'.

Ptarchyzk poses for Cordir.

DarkClaw nods in recognition to you.

Galning gives you a stuffed snow leopard.

Someone leaves up.

DarkClaw says, 'A bit daunting, isn't it?'.

Belsambar pokes Galning in the ribs.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'in honor of Nyx... '.

Galning says (in common), 'for comfort on the long nights on the quest trail when you need something to cry into'.

Belsambar looks at Cordir.

Galning grins wickedly.

Belsambar looks at Katrana.
Belsambar looks at Galning.
Belsambar looks at Saavik.

Saavik says (in common), 'Thank you for letting me part you this night'.
Saavik curtseys gracefully.

Saavik waves happily.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'I do miss my haze though.'.

Belsambar looks at Dreamstar.
Belsambar looks at you.

Galning says (in common), 'and remember to keep that spider alive too!'.

Belsambar looks at Nyx.

Saavik leaves up.

Belsambar looks at Tranquility.

Galning throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!

Belsambar looks at DarkClaw.
Belsambar looks at Belsambar.

DarkClaw snickers with Galning about their shared secret.

Cordir gathers the shadows around herself, ebon flames outlining her for a moment.

Ptarchyzk stops using a massive ball of lint from millenia of bellybutton pickings.
Ptarchyzk sticks his finger in the belly button of bels and wriggles it around.
Ptarchyzk wears a massive ball of lint from millenia of bellybutton pickings on his left finger.

Galning disappears in a mushroom cloud.

### Galning is mortally wounded at The Drowning Pool.

Belsambar throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!

Sparhawk gossips (in common), 'HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Alcide cants, 'haha'.

Belsambar utters the words, 'oculoinfra uizug'.

Galning gossips (in common), 'oooooo Cordir'.

Nyx chuckles, evidently amused.

Sparhawk gossips (in common), 'I'll CR'.

Nyx says (in common), 'Good night, all'.

Katrana waves goodbye to Nyx.

Dreamstar leaves up.

Sparhawk arrives from above.

Nyx waves happily.

DarkClaw beams a smile at Nyx.

You say (in common), 'Thank you Nyx'.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'nyx!'.

Katrana says, 'Thank you for coming!'.

Nyx nods in recognition to you.
You bow before him.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'look!'.

DarkClaw says, 'Goodnight Shadow.'.

Ptarchyzk poses.

Nyx bows deeply.

Sparhawk tells you (in common), 'I wish to speak to you afterwards'.

Nyx chuckles, evidently amused.

Sparhawk tells you (in common), 'If you so wish'.

Cordir fades into existence, wreathed in ebon flame and sable shadow.

Ptarchyzk patiently twiddles his thumbs.

Nyx bows before Cordir.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'all this grey... and no one is looking.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'And good night to you as well, Lady'.

Ptarchyzk sighs loudly.

Nyx looks at Ptarchyzk.

Ptarchyzk poses for Nyx.. whatcha think?

Cordir gives you bag made from guardian spider hide.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'yay!'.

DarkClaw says, 'It was good to see you.'.

Sparhawk looks at you.

Belsambar says (in common), 'Ghaz'.

Nyx misses global cant.

Belsambar cants, '(As if you didn't know) '[Somewhere, Nyx misses global cant].

Nyx sighs loudly.

You say (in common), 'yeah?'.

Sparhawk says (in common), 'I'll roll a lowbie'.

Belsambar says (in common), 'Should you be wanting her assistance in your trials Wyld'.

Sparhawk says (in common), 'Just o exp ya'.

Mish says, 'I'm glad I could store this for you, Belsambar.'.
Mish winks at Belsambar.
Mish gives (Whispering) a crimson winged, fairy-sized angel to Belsambar, and flashes him a wicked grin.

Cordir says, 'I will keep working on those restores.'.

Nyx says (in common), 'Thanks.'.
Nyx waves happily.
Nyx has left the game.

Belsambar cants, '(As if you didn't know) 'Nyx has quit..

Galning arrives from above.

Belsambar says (in common), 'you are welcome to borrow this whispering little flit to help guide you on being Wyld'.

Belsambar's head tilts as the angel kicks him in the side of his head.

DarkClaw tells you, 'I have the utmost faith in you, brother. Find strength and determination within yourself.'.

You nod in recognition to her.
You tell DarkClaw (in common), 'I shall try'.

Galning gossips (in common), '*A large black bird swoops low over your heads on his way back to his current realm.* Later all'.

Katrana gossips, 'Take care!'.

You gossip (in common), 'Thanks for coming!'.

Belsambar gossips (in common), 'farewell'.

Cordir gossips, 'thanks for being here, MM'.

Raage gossips (in common), 'take care Galning'.

Belsambar gossips (in common), 'stop in again'.

Saavik gossips (in common), 'be safe'.

DarkClaw gossips, 'Take care, Galning.'.

Galning gossips (in common), 'hopefully this char wont get purged haha'.
Galning has left the game.
### Galning has quit.
Galning stops following you.

Belsambar cants, '(As if you didn't know) 'Galning has quit..

Raage gossips (in common), '4 more minutes and you get the 2 hr award'.

DarkClaw gossips, 'Have a good night, everyone.'.

Dreamstar gossips (in common), 'Goodnight!'.

Saavik gossips (in common), 'g'night DarkClaw'.

Ptarchyzk cants, 'Cya DC! Take care.'.

Pardoquilian looks at Katrana.

Ptarchyzk blinks.

15 characters. Total online: 15.
Elf [ Greater Goddess ] Natilena is randomly afk with no warning!  :)
Aar [ Wa:29 Sh:28 Th:28 ] Pardoquilian, Lady Hawk of ... Air *fate*
Hum [ Wa:20 Cl:21 ] Dreamstar Whytelock *Nexus*
Hum [ Ra:30 Ma:30 Th:30 ] Belsambar is Fated to be a SuicideMage, Chosen 4 Crazy
Elf [ Ra:30 Ma:30 Th:30 ] Ghazkull Mahsong, Heartbringer. Forever Fated.*Almond*
Hum [ Wa:30 Tg:30 Cl:30 ] Raage is the Once and Future Player *Ebrithil*
Hum [ Lesser Goddess ] DarkClaw k'Treva: Lost Ancient Chylde of Ybarra. *AOB*
Hum [ Triat Weaver ] Cordir, Patroness of Bards, Forever Fate.
Hum [ Ma:24 Wa:30 Th:30 ] Ptarchyzk the sneaky ex-muggle
Elf [ Lesser God ] Boromir, Lord of the Nexus
Aar [ Sh: 3 ] Tranquility the Aarakocran Swan
Hum [ Ra:30 Ma:30 Th:30 ] Alcide Mantooth
Gno [ Lesser Goddess ] Katrana, Wyldess of the Hunt
Hum [ Cl:13 Wa:11 ] Saavik, impish little cleric of *Nexus*
Elf [ Nexus Prime ] Sparhawk DTV3 AATT

Alcide gossips (in common), 'laters DC'.

Ptarchyzk says (in common), 'hiya pardo!'.

Pardoquilian beams a smile at Ptarchyzk.
Pardoquilian chirps quietly.

Natilena softly nuzzles DarkClaw's neck.

Natilena tickles Sparhawk.

DarkClaw has left the game.

Boromir tells you, 'good luck :) '.

> tell boromir Thank you.
They aren't here.

Sparhawk tells you (in common), 'You have my full support in everything you do until you become evil, and then I'm sorry.'.

You tell Sparhawk (in common), 'I understand.'.

Sparhawk tells you (in common), 'Boromir has also granted me full assistance in the TMQ as well, whatever Nexus can do for you we will'.

You tell Sparhawk (in common), 'Please convey my Thanks to Boromir when you next see him.'.

[ 3] Cordir: The Riddles of the Wyrm
Fri Jul 3 18:27:17 2015
To: Ghazkull

Beneath wave and sand, the ancient one waits
Garbed yet for battles forgotten long ago
His avarice uncontained, he guards a treasure
Seek that which shadow casts, yet shadow is.

Cross the waves and cross the sea
Face the wrath of the silent enshrined
Their worship feeds their starving Lord:
Seek their dinner, beloved by the cook

In days of youth, challenges mighty
Fear and trembling hands at the unknown
Return to your beginnings, past cell bars
The Beast's natural weapons to seek.

Shrouded in its pit, air and frost combined
A blast of wind, sentient storm
Frozen of heart, violent of soul
Take his icy treasure for your own.

Solitude and a hard life for all who dwell here
Contemplation and a self-made meal.
Yet nearby, a treasure prized by the Destroyer's pet
Seek Scar's toothsome treat.

In the lands that drove the Prophet mad,
Where uncouth beasts lash silent wings,
and a broken man babbles for all he has lost
Seek the key to the undead's resting place

Surrounded by all his kin, Feared by all save two
Their spirits in hand, their faith commanded
At trail's end he waits, his chants echoing
Dull his valueless treasures kept

The prisoner's hope, another's despair
twisted in form, twisted in intent
Long held by the Vortex himself
what was hidden can once more be found

A shield of sinew and bone and blood,
honoured relic carried by the Weaver
The sacrifice noble, thread willingly cut
Seek and slay that which vowed his death

Sparhawk tells you (in common), '*nod*'.
Sparhawk tells you (in common), 'You could -most likely- assist Pardoquilian with hitting eff 50'.
Sparhawk tells you (in common), 'Then someone in hunt/lost then maybe a UA. Just to keep you looking Semineutral?'.

[ 4] Tamar: Three Lands to Find
Fri Jul 3 18:29:20 2015
To: Ghazkull

Race east and south, to avoid the cries
Of those set to guard the village,
to find a strange path beneath the tree,
where the young find proving grounds.

In a single stride, the spirit mountain cross
Ancient home, where Straub awaits
Patience required in lower darkness
The beast to find, within his lair.

In the lands of a mad one, where realms collide,
Past the flower-seller and a wild garden,
tread the paths of the dead to breach these walls
Beware the hound's home, and what is crafted by thought

Ghazkull's TMQ Attendees