Selff - Level 10 Bard Review

4-7-2013

The Storytelling Amphitheater
[Exits: west]
(Dark Cyan Aura) Selff is here.

The air shimmers for a moment, the shadows spinning into narrow strands of darkness.
The ebon threads form a spiderweb, which shudders across your senses.
A figure appears within the web, quickly solidifying.
The Lady Weaver stands incarnate before you.

Selff grins happily.

Selff bows before Cordir.

Cordir tells Eathor, 'would you come and witness a bard performance?'.

Selff tells Cordir (in common), 'Do you think Tynian would change my name if I asked?'.

Eathor tells Cordir (in common), 'sure. :)'.

Cordir tells Selff, 'I think you could request it, and honestly, I think you should.'.

Selff tells Cordir (in common), 'I've noticed many a person juggling or looking at themselves'.

Eathor tells Cordir (in common), 'now?'.

Cordir tells Eathor, 'yes'.

Selff tells Cordir (in common), 'I just take my performances so serious i think I should do the same for my name'.

Cordir tells Eathor, 'would you like transer?'.

Eathor arrives from the west.
Eathor smiles happily.

Cordir beams a smile at Eathor.

//\**/\\ : bard council review in the amphitheater

DarkClaw emerges from a thick layer of mist as it dissipates and seeps into the ground, a soft whisper filling the area.

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

DarkClaw smiles happily.

Cordir tells Selff, 'I would applaud a name change.'.

Selff tells Cordir (in common), 'So shall it be, if granted'.

Boromir arrives from the west.

Selff bows before Boromir.
Selff bows before DarkClaw.

Boromir adjusts his coffee IV.
Boromir bows deeply.
Boromir grins happily.

Selff snickers softly.

Tynian appears through a rift in the universe.

Selff bows before Tynian.

Tynian nods in recognition to Selff.

A soft light swirls up out of nothingness and forms around Selff.

Tynian beams a smile at Selff.

Cordir bows before Tynian.

Tynian smiles at Cordir.

The Storytelling Amphitheater
[Exits: west]
You are in a small amphitheater. Several rows of curved marble benches
curl comfortably around a raised dais. The high ceiling and polished
stone walls are shaped to reflect the voice of the speaker at the dais,
letting them be heard throughout the room. An open archway to the west
leads out into a small courtyard.
(Intense Light Cyan Aura) Tynian is here.
(Intense Dark Cyan Aura) Boromir is here.
(Intense Dark Purple Aura) DarkClaw is here.
(Invis) (Light Red Aura) Eathor is here.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Selff is here.

Boromir bows before Tynian.

Tynian beams a smile at Boromir.

Eathor bows before Tynian.

Cordir says, 'With Tynian's leave... please begin when you're ready, Selff.'.

Selff nods.
Selff says (in common), 'I welcome all of you to the Ampitheatre for my second performance.'.
Selff says (in common), 'This is a song I call "Green-Eyed Angel"'.
Selff says (in common), 'I hope you will enjoy it as much as I remember it.'.

Selff grins happily.
Selff stops using a druidwood buckler.
Selff studies his many stringed instrument.

Selff begins a climbing and falling slow paced tune.

Selff gets a lovely lute of deep brown wood from bag made from survival beast hide.
Selff holds a lovely lute of deep brown wood in his hands.

Selff snickers softly.

Selff begins a climbing and falling slow paced tune.

Selff sings, 'He saw her eyes green and smile so true'
Selff sings, 'As he barely felt his purse cut loose'
Selff sings, 'She whispered to him, "I hope to see you again"
Selff sings, 'And then she left him to his doom...'

Selff switches to a rhythmic pattern and back into the rise and fall.

Selff sings, 'The tab he accrued celebrating his new loot'
Selff sings, 'Was no small thing to be viewed'
Selff sings, 'As the bartender called for payment of dues'
Selff sings, 'He felt his belt then tied his shoes'

Selff picks up the pace dramatically while being more emphatic!

Selff sings, 'And he was over the table in flourish of cloak!'
Selff sings, 'Off into push of many Cutthroats!'
Selff sings, 'He slid under legs of Strongarms in wait!'
Selff sings, 'Out the door and kept running straight!'

Selff bounces around a quick back and forth melody.
Selff slightly slows his dramatic pace and emphatic state.

Selff sings, 'As his thoughts raced and while being chased'
Selff sings, 'He was on a quest of his own..'
Selff sings, 'Thinking of an angel with heavenly grace'
Selff sings, 'Wondering where she-ee had flown'

Selff picks up the pace again and becomes more emphatic!
Selff sings, 'But as he escaped he ducked in a place'
Selff sings, 'Vacant of any other souls!'
Selff sings, 'And as he glanced a-round he caught her face'

Selff sings, 'He wondered in how she was bold!'
Selff slows his pace to a simple climb and fall rhythm, lowering his voice.
Selff sings, 'She said, "I had hoped that I would see you again'
Selff sings, 'So I stacked the odds to-oo my wish"
Selff sings, 'She tossed him his purse and then she leaned in'
Selff sings, 'The green-eyed angel and he kissed...'

Selff draws out the final note softly.

Cordir blinks.
Cordir shows her approval by clapping her hands together.

Boromir shows his approval by clapping his hands together.
Boromir shows his approval by clapping his hands together.
Boromir shows his approval by clapping his hands together.

Selff bows deeply.

Boromir says, 'nice :)'.

Tynian shows his approval by clapping his hands together.

Cordir says, 'And have you seen her again?'.

DarkClaw claps at Selff's performance.

Selff grins happily.
Selff says (in common), 'Time and again'.

Cordir says, 'What say you, audience, to his performance?'.
Cordir says, 'shall he receive Bard Council approval?'.

Boromir sits down and thinks deeply.
Boromir says, 'Yes'.

DarkClaw says, 'Aye!'.

Tynian grins mischievously.

Selff smiles happily.

Cordir tells Tynian, 'is that grin a yes?'.

Tynian tells Cordir, 'Haha, yes, it was good.'.

### Selff has earned Bards' Council approval for level 10.

Selff shows his approval by clapping his hands together.
Selff is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it.

Boromir claps at Selff's performance.
Boromir claps at Selff's performance.

Tynian says, 'Congrats!'.

Selff stops using a lovely lute of deep brown wood.
Selff wears a druidwood buckler as a shield.

Eathor enthusiastically cheers Selff to victory.

Cordir tells Selff, 'One suggestion - your pacing was *very* quick. You might want to slow down just a *fraction*'.

Tynian giggles.
Tynian throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!
Tynian steps through a rift in the universe, and disappears.

DarkClaw says, 'Grats, Selff!'.

Selff tells Cordir (in common), 'Understood !'.

Boromir says, 'cool !'.
Boromir grins happily.
Boromir summons the mists of the Nexus: when they swirl and fade, he is gone.

DarkClaw beams a smile at Selff.
DarkClaw waves happily.
DarkClaw grins and bares her fangs. Tendrils of fog rise from the ground, twisting their way up and around her form to shroud it from view.

Selff gossips (in common), 'Thanks for coming to see!! I'll work on the next one to be better!'.