Cordir: new Page: A Gift To Bards

2011-04-01T17:55:45Z

new Page: A Gift To Bards

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This log is a combo of points of view: By Aoide & Cordir 
who 
save 
11 players. 
Elf [ Th:27 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Golson, the cuddly bunny 
Elf [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Legolas, Celebrating 10 years of TFC! 
Hel [ Wa:15 Cl:20 ] Exarion finished reconfoobling the energymotron 
Elf [ Bard: 10 7 4 ] Aoide is hunting for tales of the Lady Cordir. 
Sah [ Bard: 10 7 6 ] Alfonse the slippery sahuagin. 
Hum [ Greater God ] Tokugawa. 
Hel [ Bard: 19 13 12 ] Kirith Whitefire. 
Hum [ Ma:22 Ra:20 ] Soloban, Amateur Cartographer of the Nexus 
Hum [ Triat Weaver ] Cordir, Patroness of Bards. 
Hel [ Th:26 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Sarai Randoming is fun. 
 
Cordir gossips, 'Anyone?'. 
Cordir gossips, 'Found it yet?'. 
Kirith gossips (in common), 'I don't know what I'm really looking for, so I'm just running from zone to zone. '. 
Cordir gossips, 'Look for bards.'. 
Kirith gossips (in common), 'Hm... ok.'. 
A Wide Trail 
[Exits: north south] 
You are traveling a wide trail through the Valley of Loth-Llorien. Huge 
trees grow all about you, towering over the trail. To the west of the trail 
is a huge tree, with a doorway set in its trunk. The trail continues to 
the south and opens out into a large glade to the north. 
The sky is rainy and a cold northern gust blows. 
A beautiful elven lady on her way... somewhere. 
% w 
The curtain is closed. 
% op w 
You open the curtain. 
% w 
The Hall of Bards 
[Exits: east up] 
You are within a huge tree. This room fills it completely, the walls arcing 
in the circle of the trunk. Numerous stools and benches give the room a cozy 
clutter, but the high ceiling keeps it from feeling full. Writing tables and 
bins for music are set against the walls, and above them, on pegs, hang 
musical instruments of all shapes and sizes. A curtained doorway leads out 
of the tree to the east and a spiral staircase leads up. 
The Bard of Loth-Llorien is here. 
% w 
Alas, you cannot go that way. 
% s 
Alas, you cannot go that way. 
% l bard 
Baird has had the title of Bard of Loth-Llorien since before the Great 
Western Road was built. Every five years he attends the gathering in the 
Glade, as the moderator. He has heard the stories of hundreds of journeys, 
and the songs of hundreds of hearts. He teaches his craft to those who would 
learn, and spends his days practicing his art. 
Baird leads a charmed life. 
Baird is in perfect health. 
Baird is using: 
<held> a finely crafted lute 
% n 
Alas, you cannot go that way. 
Cordir bounces around. 
% ponder bard 
You ponder what he is talking about. 
Baird ponders what you are talking about. 
% l 
The Hall of Bards 
[Exits: east up] 
You are within a huge tree. This room fills it completely, the walls arcing 
in the circle of the trunk. Numerous stools and benches give the room a cozy 
clutter, but the high ceiling keeps it from feeling full. Writing tables and 
bins for music are set against the walls, and above them, on pegs, hang 
musical instruments of all shapes and sizes. A curtained doorway leads out 
of the tree to the east and a spiral staircase leads up. 
The Bard of Loth-Llorien is here. 
You say (in common), 'oh great master Bard, what do you have to tell me?'. 
% u 
Master Amati's Shop 
[Exits: down] 
Overlooking the Hall of Bards below, this small space has been carved out 
from the tree to create a very small shop. The scent of exotic woods and 
a strong odor of glue permeates the area. Workbenches are piled high with 
works in progress - everything from great concert harps to tiny rattles a 
child could easily play. Neat rows of finished work hangs from the walls, 
all available for sale... for a price. 
This apprentice has been assigned clerk duties today. 
This young elf is studying to be a luthier 
Master Amati instructs his apprentices. 
% w 
Alas, you cannot go that way. 
% n 
Alas, you cannot go that way. 
% e 
Alas, you cannot go that way. 
Cordir gossips, 'YAY!'. 
% l elf 
Each of the apprentices of Master Amati take turns serving as the clerk 
for sale of the musical instruments to the public. It is this fellow's 
turn today. He wipes his hands clean on a swath of linen, removing a 
few bits of wood shavings, adjusts his cloak making his family badge 
more prominant, and asks how he can assist you. There's something, 
though, about the tone of his voice... or perhaps its the glint in his 
eyes or the set of his mouth that gives you a touch of pause. But 
surely, Master Amati would not allow anyone dishonest to be in his 
shop? 
An apprentice of the Master is in perfect health. 
 
% d 
The Hall of Bards 
[Exits: east up] 
You are within a huge tree. This room fills it completely, the walls arcing 
in the circle of the trunk. Numerous stools and benches give the room a cozy 
clutter, but the high ceiling keeps it from feeling full. Writing tables and 
bins for music are set against the walls, and above them, on pegs, hang 
musical instruments of all shapes and sizes. A curtained doorway leads out 
of the tree to the east and a spiral staircase leads up. 
The Bard of Loth-Llorien is here. 
% s 
Alas, you cannot go that way. 
% l bard 
Baird has had the title of Bard of Loth-Llorien since before the Great 
Western Road was built. Every five years he attends the gathering in the 
Glade, as the moderator. He has heard the stories of hundreds of journeys, 
and the songs of hundreds of hearts. He teaches his craft to those who would 
learn, and spends his days practicing his art. 
Baird leads a charmed life. 
Baird is in perfect health. 
Baird is using: 
<held> a finely crafted lute 
Kirith gossips (in common), 'Who found what?!'. 
Cordir acks. 
% raise 
You raise your eyebrow. 
Cordir gossips, 'Someone found something but they don't know they found something'. 
% l 
The Hall of Bards 
[Exits: east up] 
You are within a huge tree. This room fills it completely, the walls arcing 
in the circle of the trunk. Numerous stools and benches give the room a cozy 
clutter, but the high ceiling keeps it from feeling full. Writing tables and 
bins for music are set against the walls, and above them, on pegs, hang 
musical instruments of all shapes and sizes. A curtained doorway leads out 
of the tree to the east and a spiral staircase leads up. 
A beautiful elven lady on her way... somewhere. 
The Bard of Loth-Llorien is here. 
Kirith tells you (in common), 'Did you find something?'. 
Legolas gossips (in common), 'awwwww, he teleported away :('. 
Kirith gossips (in common), 'Oo was it you?'. 
% l bard 
Baird has had the title of Bard of Loth-Llorien since before the Great 
Western Road was built. Every five years he attends the gathering in the 
Glade, as the moderator. He has heard the stories of hundreds of journeys, 
and the songs of hundreds of hearts. He teaches his craft to those who would 
learn, and spends his days practicing his art. 
Baird leads a charmed life. 
Baird is in perfect health. 
Baird is using: 
<held> a finely crafted lute 
You say (in common), 'I would learn your art, Bardy Bard'. 
Legolas gossips (in common), 'i was just about to finish off the high mage and he teleported'. 
You tell Baird (in common), 'what do you have to tell me?'. 
Baird ponders. 
You gasp in astonishment. 
You tell Baird (in common), 'I would learn your art, if you'll have me.'. 
Hot air rushes over you. 
Baird says (in elven), 'I would say that your eyes see what is new, but you do not see the truth of it.' 
You ponder the question. 
Legolas gossips (in common), 'bleh, i portaled to him and then he teleported ME!'. 
You say (in common), 'yes, that is true. I am often too hasty.'. 
Lycron gossips, 'hello everyone'. 
Legolas gossips (in common), 'hello'. 
You tell Baird (in elven), 'and what would you have me do?'. 
Baird says (in elven), 'I would have you examine your surroundings closely.' 
% l 
The Hall of Bards 
[Exits: east up] 
You are within a huge tree. This room fills it completely, the walls arcing 
in the circle of the trunk. Numerous stools and benches give the room a cozy 
clutter, but the high ceiling keeps it from feeling full. Writing tables and 
bins for music are set against the walls, and above them, on pegs, hang 
musical instruments of all shapes and sizes. A curtained doorway leads out 
of the tree to the east and a spiral staircase leads up. 
The Bard of Loth-Llorien is here. 
% l e 
A leather curtain hangs across the doorway, providing some privacy and 
keeping the weather from creeping inside. 
The curtain is open. 
% l w 
A large relief carving of a huge tree hangs on the west wall. 
Legolas gossips (in common), '### [Aoide tells Baird (in elven), 'and what would you have me do?']'. 
% l relief 
The carving depicts a mighty oak, many stories tall and far wider than a 
normal tree. Its branches look small compared to its bulk, almost 
afterthoughts. Small balconies jut out at intervals on its sides, and the 
tip of its tower seems to support a wide platform. The light wood of the 
carving has been lightly stained with a green pigment to color the greenery 
that covers the tree. A small metal tag at the base of the carving is 
inscribed, in Elven runes: 'Cillidellia'. 
Legolas gossips (in common), 'the plot thickens'. 
% l s 
Nothing special there. 
% l n 
A long series of woodcuts hangs on the north wall. 
% l woodcuts 
Each woodcut depicts a bard. Beneath each is a name. Quickly glancing 
through them, one stands out. A picture of a young human looks odd amongst 
the long line of elves. The name on the woodcut is 'Nevyn'. 
% look instruments 
You do not see that here. 
% look u 
A short spiral staircase winds upward, leading to a small loft. 
The scent of glue and freshly cut wood wafts downward, as do voices. 
% l table 
You do not see that here. 
You ponder the question. 
You say (in elven), 'Cillidellia?'. 
Baird shakes his head and says (in elven), 'No. The path is much simpler than that.' 
You snicker softly. 
Kirith tells you (in common), 'Least helpful person ever, ma'am.'. 
You tell Kirith (in common), 'definitely not so!'. 
 
% u 
Master Amati's Shop 
[Exits: down] 
Overlooking the Hall of Bards below, this small space has been carved out 
from the tree to create a very small shop. The scent of exotic woods and 
a strong odor of glue permeates the area. Workbenches are piled high with 
works in progress - everything from great concert harps to tiny rattles a 
child could easily play. Neat rows of finished work hangs from the walls, 
all available for sale... for a price. 
This apprentice has been assigned clerk duties today. 
This young elf is studying to be a luthier 
Master Amati instructs his apprentices. 
% l e 
Each of the apprentices of Master Amati take turns serving as the clerk 
for sale of the musical instruments to the public. It is this fellow's 
turn today. He wipes his hands clean on a swath of linen, removing a 
few bits of wood shavings, adjusts his cloak making his family badge 
more prominant, and asks how he can assist you. There's something, 
though, about the tone of his voice... or perhaps its the glint in his 
eyes or the set of his mouth that gives you a touch of pause. But 
surely, Master Amati would not allow anyone dishonest to be in his 
shop? 
An apprentice of the Master is in perfect health. 
Baird shakes his head as you bounce off the walls. He calls out, 'Careful, Master Amati. This one may break your instruments.' 
% l s 
Each of the apprentices of Master Amati take turns serving as the clerk 
for sale of the musical instruments to the public. It is this fellow's 
turn today. He wipes his hands clean on a swath of linen, removing a 
few bits of wood shavings, adjusts his cloak making his family badge 
more prominant, and asks how he can assist you. There's something, 
though, about the tone of his voice... or perhaps its the glint in his 
eyes or the set of his mouth that gives you a touch of pause. But 
surely, Master Amati would not allow anyone dishonest to be in his 
shop? 
An apprentice of the Master is in perfect health. 
% l w 
Neat shelves line the west wall, and upon them, exotic drums of all 
shapes and sizes can be found. A small shelf holds items that have 
been offered in trade, or donated to resell at a low, fair price to 
for poorer bards. 
% l n 
The northern wall seems taken up by woodwinds: clarinets, recorders, flutes 
and the like. One shelf holds items that have been traded in, or donated by 
wandering bards who have need of them no more: a pair of simple shepherd's 
pipes, a humble ocarina, even a tin whistle. 
% l master 
Tall and slender, with the elegant hands of a musician, Master Amati 
has been teaching his craft for hundreds of years. It is he that first 
gave a young boy named Stravari a wood-plane and taught him to make 
violins. It was Master Amati who inspired the Rogeri clan to make the 
world famed war-drums of the half-elves (and act that caused no small 
discord at the Court), and who first made record of the drum-songs of 
the Ogres. If a living patron saint of music exists: it is Master elf. 
Amati, the master craftsman is in perfect health. 
You say (in common), 'I would never do so!'. 
% lang elven 
You now speak the elven high tongue. 
Master Amati nods, saying, (in elven) 'Take care that you do not.' 
Master Amati says (in elven), 'They are my life work.' 
You say (in elven), 'have you anything special that I may look at?'. 
% l 
Master Amati's Shop 
[Exits: down] 
Overlooking the Hall of Bards below, this small space has been carved out 
from the tree to create a very small shop. The scent of exotic woods and 
a strong odor of glue permeates the area. Workbenches are piled high with 
works in progress - everything from great concert harps to tiny rattles a 
child could easily play. Neat rows of finished work hangs from the walls, 
all available for sale... for a price. 
This apprentice has been assigned clerk duties today. 
This young elf is studying to be a luthier 
Master Amati instructs his apprentices. 
% l instruments 
You do not see that here. 
% l instrument 
You do not see that here. 
% l u 
The interior of the tree arches high above you. It bears beautiful allegorical 
carvings, which seem to indicate an elven belief that music was part of the 
creation process of the world itself... 
% l work 
You do not see that here. 
% l relief 
You do not see that here. 
Master Amati frowns and gestures towards his apprentice. 
Kirith yells (in common), 'Where are you darnit?'. 
You yell (in elven), 'at the bard!'. 
Kirith yells (in common), 'Not helpful!'. 
% l app 
Each of the apprentices of Master Amati take turns serving as the clerk 
for sale of the musical instruments to the public. It is this fellow's 
turn today. He wipes his hands clean on a swath of linen, removing a 
few bits of wood shavings, adjusts his cloak making his family badge 
more prominant, and asks how he can assist you. There's something, 
though, about the tone of his voice... or perhaps its the glint in his 
eyes or the set of his mouth that gives you a touch of pause. But 
surely, Master Amati would not allow anyone dishonest to be in his 
shop? 
An apprentice of the Master is in perfect health. 
You yell (in elven), 'you don't know where the LL Bard is?'. 
Alfonse tells you (in common), 'bard?'. 
You tell Alfonse (in elven), 'the LL bard'. 
Kirith yells (in common), 'Maybe it's been a while. :p I know where Ramona is!'. 
You yell (in elven), 'I dont even know who Ramona is :P I just get lost a lot'. 
Master Amati says (in elven), 'He can tend to your needs. I need to continue my instruction.' 
You nod in recognition to him. 
Amati, the master craftsman grovels before you. 
You tell an apprentice of the Master (in elven), 'can you?'. 
You tell an apprentice of the Master (in elven), 'or are you as dishonest as you appear?'. 
The apprentice frowns. 
% laugh self 
You laugh at yourself. I would, too. 
You tell an apprentice of the Master (in elven), 'not the best way to be asking for help, is it?'. 
The apprentice says (in elven), 'I am serving as the clerk today. How many I help you>' 
Alfonse tells you (in common), 'don't know elven'. 
You tell an apprentice of the Master (in elven), 'I am here looking for something, but I don't know what'. 
% lang common 
You now speak the common tongue. 
You tell Alfonse (in common), 'sorry, the LL bard :)'. 
The apprentice says (in elven), 'What is it that every bard needs?' 
% lang elven 
You now speak the elven high tongue. 
You say (in elven), 'well, an instrument, an inspiration'. 
You say (in elven), 'and a bag of tricks'. 
You say (in elven), 'here in this room, you have a large variety of instruments'. 
You say (in elven), 'but also beautiful artwork'. 
The apprentice says slyly (in elven), 'Well, then, perhaps you should make your selection and be on your way.' 
% l n 
The northern wall seems taken up by woodwinds: clarinets, recorders, flutes 
and the like. One shelf holds items that have been traded in, or donated by 
wandering bards who have need of them no more: a pair of simple shepherd's 
pipes, a humble ocarina, even a tin whistle. 
You say (in elven), 'have you a clarinet? I see many woodwinds on the northern wall..'. 
The apprentice nods. 
% take clarinet 
You see no clarinet here. 
% get clarinet 
You see no clarinet here. 
% op n 
You can't do that. 
You say (in elven), 'um, may I have one?'. 
The apprentice looks affronted. 
You tell Kirith (in elven), 'it's a west exit...I'm not sure quite how to describe how to get here...south of LL'. 
Master Amati looks affronted, glancing over with a raised brow. 
You cough. 
Kirith tells you (in common), 'WHen you type exit what's the name of the room west?'. 
You say (in elven), 'excuse me, I did not mean to offend'. 
You say (in elven), 'obviously I lack tact'. 
You say (in elven), 'may I..purchase one?'. 
You say (in elven), 'or trade for one?'. 
You say (in elven), 'I have a violin or a lute to offer'. 
The apprentice says (in elven), 'Do you have the coins?' 
% list 
<nowiki>###</nowiki> [An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a pair of handbells.'] 
<nowiki>###</nowiki> [An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 8 gold a twangy, out of tune banjo.'] 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a pair of white brass finger cymbals.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a gaily reberibboned tambourine.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a pair of handbells.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 2020 gold a bronze prayer chime.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a silver triangle and striking bar.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a set of carved bones.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a ill-tanned hide drum.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 149 gold a huge bass war drum.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a small ceramic hand drum.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a bodhran.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a well-worn mandolin.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 37 gold a gleaming, well polished silver lyre.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a peasant's fiddle.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a hammer dulcimer.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 25 gold an oak gittern with inlay around the sounding box.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a large and impressive walnut cello.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 8 gold a twangy, out of tune banjo.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a lovely lute of deep brown wood.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 11111 gold a pristine, antique guitar of cherrywood.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold an elegantly inlaid nightrowan lap harp.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a shiny new harmonica.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold an accordion with worn keys.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a dented bugle.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 11111 gold a worn, heavily abused set of bagpipes.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a dented and worn brass trombone.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 10 gold a brass trumpet.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a set of pipes made of coral and shell.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a wooden recorder.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a set of shepherd's pipes.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a blue clay ocarina.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a small metal flute.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a black laquered ebony and brass clarinet.'. 
You sigh. 
Aoide is dumb. 
You say (in elven), 'well let's see if I do'. 
You wink suggestively at an apprentice of the Master. 
An apprentice of the Master winks suggestively at you. 
Kirith arrives from below. 
Kirith smiles at you. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'What did you say?'. 
An apprentice of the Master has a puzzled look on his face. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a pair of white brass finger cymbals.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a gaily reberibboned tambourine.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a pair of handbells.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 2020 gold a bronze prayer chime.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a silver triangle and striking bar.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a set of carved bones.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a ill-tanned hide drum.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 149 gold a huge bass war drum.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a small ceramic hand drum.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a bodhran.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a well-worn mandolin.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 37 gold a gleaming, well polished silver lyre.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a peasant's fiddle.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a hammer dulcimer.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 25 gold an oak gittern with inlay around the sounding box.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a large and impressive walnut cello.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 8 gold a twangy, out of tune banjo.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a lovely lute of deep brown wood.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 11111 gold a pristine, antique guitar of cherrywood.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold an elegantly inlaid nightrowan lap harp.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a shiny new harmonica.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold an accordion with worn keys.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a dented bugle.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 11111 gold a worn, heavily abused set of bagpipes.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a dented and worn brass trombone.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 10 gold a brass trumpet.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a set of pipes made of coral and shell.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a wooden recorder.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a set of shepherd's pipes.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a blue clay ocarina.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 5 gold a small metal flute.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'For 15 gold a black laquered ebony and brass clarinet.'. 
% buy clarinet 
You buy a black laquered ebony and brass clarinet. 
---- 
Log by Cordir: 
 
Master Amati's Shop 
[Exits: down] 
Overlooking the Hall of Bards below, this small space has been carved out 
from the tree to create a very small shop. The scent of exotic woods and 
a strong odor of glue permeates the area. Workbenches are piled high with 
works in progress - everything from great concert harps to tiny rattles a 
child could easily play. Neat rows of finished work hangs from the walls, 
all available for sale... for a price. 
Kirith is here. 
Aoide is here. 
This apprentice has been assigned clerk duties today. 
This young elf is studying to be a luthier 
Master Amati instructs his apprentices. 
Aoide says (in elven), 'good thing you figured it out in 2 seconds'. 
Aoide says (in elven), 'it took me like 15 minutes!'. 
Aoide curtseys gracefully for Cordir. 
Cordir smiles happily. 
Aoide buys a gaily reberibboned tambourine. 
Legolas gossips (in common), 'was the gift a mob that sells bard intruments?'. 
Kirith is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it. 
Cordir says, 'Every bard needs instruments.'. 
Kirith nods. 
Aoide says (in elven), 'many thanks Lady!'. 
Kirith says (in elven), 'Yes! We do!'. 
Kirith claps at Aoide's performance. 
Aoide says (in elven), 'there are more instruments here than I could ever dream of'. 
Kirith looks at Amati, the master craftsman. 
Cordir coughs. 
Cordir says, 'Yes, well...'. 
Cordir says, 'That might have been commented upon.'. 
Kirith laughs. 
Cordir glances into the shadows. 
Kirith tries to hold a ill-tanned hide drum, but has his hands full. 
Kirith stops using a small druidwood shield. 
Kirith holds a ill-tanned hide drum in his hands. 
Aoide buys a twangy, out of tune banjo. 
Aoide gossips (in elven), 'my Lady, if this is information that you can share..'. 
Cordir gossips, '?'. 
Aoide gossips (in elven), 'will this vendor be around a while? or should I stock up?'. 
Cordir gossips, 'Permanent install. '. 
Aoide gossips (in elven), 'and why in the world would you ever say not everyone loves you?'. 
Cordir gossips, 'Though some are ... rarer than others.'. 
Aoide gossips (in elven), 'who would NOT love you best?!'. 
Aoide gossips (in elven), 'certainly, the antique guitar is lovely'. 
Cordir gossips, '*dryly* Had you been here earlier this morning, you could have asked Qithlorien that question....'. 
Legolas gossips (in common), 'oh gosh, not him'. 
Cordir points out the bagpipes. 
Aoide snickers softly. 
Kirith says (in elven), 'Got a summon memo'd Aoide?'. 
Aoide says (in elven), 'I figured those more suited to a different sort of bard'. 
Kirith says (in common), 'Common woman'. 
Cordir scolds Kirith. 
Kirith blushes. 
Kirith stops using a ill-tanned hide drum. 
Aoide says (in common), 'perhaps Viteazu would be interested in the bagpipes'. 
Kirith wears a small druidwood shield as a shield. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'What did you say?'. 
An apprentice of the Master has a puzzled look on his face. 
Aoide says (in common), 'I prefer something a little sweeter sounding'. 
Kirith says (in common), 'I want the accordion.'. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'What did you say?'. 
An apprentice of the Master has a puzzled look on his face. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'What did you say?'. 
An apprentice of the Master has a puzzled look on his face. 
An apprentice of the Master says (in elven), 'What did you say?'. 
An apprentice of the Master has a puzzled look on his face. 
Aoide buys a small metal flute. 
Kirith utters the words, 'tongues'. 
Cordir says, 'heavens, your elven is bad.'. 
Kirith buys an accordion with worn keys. 
Aoide snickers softly. 
Kirith is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it. 
Aoide says (in elven), 'yes, the shopkeeper mocked me just this morning'. 
Aoide blushes. 
Cordir says, '(they all have extra descs, fyi)'. 
Kirith says (in common), 'rpu spyffuufuv back at you.'. 
Aoide says (in elven), 'my mother would not be pleased'. 
Aoide tries to break dance, but nearly breaks her neck! 
Aoide says (in elven), 'the song of thanks for this gift will surely need to be days long'. 
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