Riella Joins the Defenders

(Posted with permission from the Defenders of the Sun website. Comments are by Tiax.)

# Log: Riella joining the Defenders
# Date: 240702
# Players: Riella, Tiax
# Special: Riella's challenge was to get released, which was hard, emotionally rather then physically
# Tripper will always be our Lord though, and that's why Riella well keep tiger in her title.

% The traditional waiting on the wife :)
You nod.
You patiently twiddle your thumbs.

Ceremonial Room
[Exits: east]
Glittering gold inlay, black obsidian floors, and large amounts of
precious gems make this room one of the richest in all the realms.  What
makes it even more impressive is the room is massive, easily large
enough to hold all the heroes of the world and have room to spare for
many more.  This room is for all the special moments in a hero's life,
such as honor given by an immortal, marriage, reception of a major quest
prize, or even a really special party.
Riella is here.

Riella says (in common), 'ok ready'.
Riella smiles happily.
You say, 'You can worship :)'.
You grin mischievously.
You say, 'Worship your man! *snicker*'.
You poke her in the ribs.
Riella now worships you!
Riella is so excited that she cheers just for the hell of it.
You have accepted Riella into your following.
Riella ftells, 'hello:)'.
You ftell, 'Heya'.
Riella kisses you.
You ftell, 'Finally on ftell again! :)'.
You give Riella a long and passionate kiss.
You wink suggestively.
Riella ftells, 'that was a long time ago:)'.
Riella smiles happily.
You ftell, '*nod*'.

< 255ma(255) NH HL > l riella peek
There is an air about the woman who stands before you... she is filled with 
such joy that she seems to almost glow from inside. A sweet and gentle smile
curves her soft, pink lips, and her deep brown eyes shine with sparks of amber
and gold.  Perhaps it is the ring upon her hand that makes her so delightedly
radiant
the token of a love that completes her soul. Reaching up, she toys 
with one lock of her chocolately brown hair, which flows over her shoulders
like a rich velvet cape. Her stance is one of readiness, but yet still quite 
feminine and friendly. Blessed with lithe strength, she moves with the grace
of a hunting cat or silent owl on the wing. Her clothing is varied shades of
green, from the lightest tone of pale fern fronds to the deep of pine needles,
which would surely grant her near invisibility while passing through the 
forests she loves. A golden star above her head glints for a moment, drawing
your eye to the pentacle atop the heartwood staff ready in her grip. It 
shines nearly as brightly as her eyes, and when your dazzled gaze returns, 
she has slipped away. 


Riella won't win any beauty contests.
Riella is in perfect health.

Riella is using:
<used as light>     (Glowing) a war banner
<worn on finger>    a golden ring inlaid with a heart of diamonds
<worn on finger>    the common citrine ring
<worn around neck>  the dull carnelian amulet
<worn around neck>  the majestic quartz amulet
<worn on body>      a fur vest
<worn on head>      a tribal headdress
<worn on legs>      a pair of padded cloth commoner's pants
<worn on feet>      a pair of animal hide boots
<worn on hands>     a pair of studded leather gloves
<worn on arms>      a pair of animal hide sleeves
<worn about body>   a quilted cloth gown
<worn about waist>  a leather belt
<worn around wrist> a reinforced leather bracer
<worn around wrist> a reinforced leather bracer
<wielded>           a massive club
<wielded off-hand>  a massive club
<worn with pride>   (Glowing) a mithril horseshoe
<worn with pride>   a cloth baldric, draped over the shoulder


You ftell, 'I don't know what to title you'.
You ftell, 'But you'll be unranked anyway'.
Riella ftells, 'gasp no rank????'.
You ftell, 'You are above ranks'.
Riella ftells, 'grin ok:)'.
You ftell, 'But I expect you not to deal out any orders either'.
You ftell, 'Well not much anyway'.
You ftell, '*grin*'.
You ftell, 'I'll grant you a special rank..'.
Riella ftells, 'who are online beside us?'.

% End scene