Aoide - Revision history

Cordir: /* Personal Timeline: */

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Personal Timeline:

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	08/08/2011: Aoide is appointed the Finder Adept.<BR>		08/08/2011: Aoide is appointed the Finder Adept.<BR>
	09/20/2011: [[Aoide - Level 20 Bard Review\|Aoide passes her fourth Bard Council]] for level 20.<BR>		09/20/2011: [[Aoide - Level 20 Bard Review\|Aoide passes her fourth Bard Council]] for level 20.<BR>
			10/06/2011: [[Aoide - Level 25 Bard Review\|Aoide passes her fifth Bard Council]], reaching level 25.<BR>
	12/10/2011: Aoide kills Flare, the Red Dragon for mobmastery level 88.<BR>		12/10/2011: Aoide kills Flare, the Red Dragon for mobmastery level 88.<BR>
	12/18/2011: Aoide accepts a Triat Mastery Quest: [[Three Acolytes Seek Mastery]]<BR>		12/18/2011: Aoide accepts a Triat Mastery Quest: [[Three Acolytes Seek Mastery]]<BR>

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Personal Timeline:

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	06/20/2011: Aoide completes her [[Aoide - Level 15 Bard Review\|third Bard Council performance, for level 15]].<BR>		06/20/2011: Aoide completes her [[Aoide - Level 15 Bard Review\|third Bard Council performance, for level 15]].<BR>
	08/08/2011: Aoide is appointed the Finder Adept.<BR>		08/08/2011: Aoide is appointed the Finder Adept.<BR>
	09/20/2011: [[Aoide - Level 20 Bard Review\|Aoide passes her fourth Bard Council]] for level 20.		09/20/2011: [[Aoide - Level 20 Bard Review\|Aoide passes her fourth Bard Council]] for level 20.<BR>
	12/10/2011: Aoide kills Flare, the Red Dragon for mobmastery level 88.<BR>		12/10/2011: Aoide kills Flare, the Red Dragon for mobmastery level 88.<BR>
	12/18/2011: Aoide accepts a Triat Mastery Quest: [[Three Acolytes Seek Mastery]]<BR>		12/18/2011: Aoide accepts a Triat Mastery Quest: [[Three Acolytes Seek Mastery]]<BR>

Samiyah: /* Trivia: */

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Trivia:

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	== Trivia: ==		== Trivia: ==
	* Aoide was given the title 'Ebon Bardling' by [[Cordir]].		* Aoide was given the title 'Ebon Bardling' by [[Cordir]].
	* Aoide was the first to find Cordir's [[A Gift To Bards\|Gift To Bards]].		* Aoide was the first to find Cordir's '''[[A Gift To Bards\|Gift To Bards]].'''
	* Aoide won second place in the first Quest of Words.		* Aoide won second place in the first Quest of Words.
	* Aoide won a category in the [[BlissPoll 2011A]]: Best Singer		* Aoide won a category in the '''[[BlissPoll 2011A]]''': Best Singer
	* Aoide was the Third level 50 bard in the history of TFC.		* Aoide was the Third level 50 bard in the history of TFC.
	* Aoide was the topic of [[Samiyah]]'s performance, [[Samiyah%27s_Songbook#A_Song_For_Aoide\|A Song for Aoide]]		* Aoide was the topic of '''[[Samiyah]]''''s performance, '''[[Samiyah%27s_Songbook#A_Song_For_Aoide\|A Song for Aoide]]'''
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Samiyah: /* Trivia: */

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Trivia:

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	* Aoide won a category in the [[BlissPoll 2011A]]: Best Singer		* Aoide won a category in the [[BlissPoll 2011A]]: Best Singer
	* Aoide was the Third level 50 bard in the history of TFC.		* Aoide was the Third level 50 bard in the history of TFC.
			* Aoide was the topic of [[Samiyah]]'s performance, [[Samiyah%27s_Songbook#A_Song_For_Aoide\|A Song for Aoide]]
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Ink at 19:37, 23 March 2016

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	== Player Information: ==		== Player Information: ==
	Aoide is from the same Arizona hometown (and group of friends) as [[Torchbearer]], [[Aster]], [[Myst]], [[QBall]], [[Ink]], and many others. She learned about TFC in 1997 from her brother (whom she had repeatedly been asked by Ink to deliver TFC messages to). She decided to begin playing in hopes of spying on Ink and beguiling him into a relationship. She thought he was awesomely cute. She was successful. Aoide and Ink were married in 2005. ~~She is a stay-at-home mother of two and lives in Alabama where Ink is chipping away at a PhD in aquatic ecology.~~		Aoide is from the same Arizona hometown (and group of friends) as [[Torchbearer]], [[Aster]], [[Myst]], [[QBall]], [[Ink]], and many others. She learned about TFC in 1997 from her brother (whom she had repeatedly been asked by Ink to deliver TFC messages to). She decided to begin playing in hopes of spying on Ink and beguiling him into a relationship. She thought he was awesomely cute. She was successful. Aoide and Ink were married (RL) in 2005.

	Aoide LOVES Nutella (and all things chocolate).<BR>		Aoide LOVES Nutella (and all things chocolate).<BR>

Cordir: /* Awards */

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Awards

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	* ''''Trips 30' Badge'''		* ''''Trips 30' Badge'''
	* '''One Meeeellion Ribbon'''		* '''One Meeeellion Ribbon'''
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	== Restrings: ==		== Restrings: ==

Cordir: /* Wiki References: */ Awards

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Wiki References:: Awards

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	* [[Aoide - Level 30 Bard Review]]		* [[Aoide - Level 30 Bard Review]]
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			== Awards ==
			Aoide has earned the following awards:

			* '''Mobmastery Expert Pin'''
			** Mobmastery Adept Pin
			** Mobmastery Journeyman Pin
			** Mobmastery Novice Ribbon
			** Mobmastery Neophyte Ribbon

			* '''Locator Expert Pin'''
			** Locator Adept Pin
			** Locator Journeyman Pin
			** Locator Novice Ribbon
			** Locator Neophyte Ribbon

			* '''Hunter Master Medal'''
			** Hunter Expert Pin
			** Hunter Adept Pin
			** Hunter Journeyman Pin
			** Hunter Novice Ribbon
			** Hunter Neophyte Ribbon

			* '''Finder Master Medal'''
			** Finder Expert Pin
			** Finder Journeyman Pin
			** Grand Finder Ribbon (x2)
			** Finder Adept Ribbon (x14)
			** Finder Novice Ribbon
			** Finder Neophyte Ribbon

			* '''Moon Ribbon'''
			** Septenary Ribbon

			* '''3 Year Ribbon'''
			** 2 Year Ribbon
			** 1 Year Ribbon

			* ''''Trips 30' Badge'''
			* '''One Meeeellion Ribbon'''

	== Restrings: ==		== Restrings: ==

Cordir: Prize winning entry for the April 2013 Character History writing contest.

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Prize winning entry for the April 2013 Character History writing contest.

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	I imagined it would be a glamorous life. What child does not believe herself to be a great singer? I was talented, certainly, but untrained. It was difficult, more so than I had imagined, especially getting started. I had no past to return to, no real future to look towards, and very few in the realm who could or would help. I laugh now at how inexperienced I was, how I thought it would be a simple decision. Still, when I was sure there was no future left, [[Viteazu]] began to train me, [[Hern]] constantly pestered to group with me (much to my aid, perhaps not so much to his), others helped gear me and teach me and I slowly progressed. Not too long after this, [[Cordir]] had pity on the bards, and my path was fated. As I spoke with the Weaver after her quest, I learned of the Triat, and began to find a purpose other than simply myself. That purpose led me here to the [[Wyld Hunt]], and here I am--the Hunt is more home than anything else has ever been, even if they all don't wear fancy dresses. <BR><BR>		I imagined it would be a glamorous life. What child does not believe herself to be a great singer? I was talented, certainly, but untrained. It was difficult, more so than I had imagined, especially getting started. I had no past to return to, no real future to look towards, and very few in the realm who could or would help. I laugh now at how inexperienced I was, how I thought it would be a simple decision. Still, when I was sure there was no future left, [[Viteazu]] began to train me, [[Hern]] constantly pestered to group with me (much to my aid, perhaps not so much to his), others helped gear me and teach me and I slowly progressed. Not too long after this, [[Cordir]] had pity on the bards, and my path was fated. As I spoke with the Weaver after her quest, I learned of the Triat, and began to find a purpose other than simply myself. That purpose led me here to the [[Wyld Hunt]], and here I am--the Hunt is more home than anything else has ever been, even if they all don't wear fancy dresses. <BR><BR>
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			===The Color of Dreams===
			The last moments of the dream mingle with the first moments of waking. My mother brushes a hand through my hair, gently untangling the knots. “What color were your dreams last night, love?” I hear my father laughing from the corner where he works. I also hear Chime rustling about in the cauldron; I must have fallen asleep in the temple attempting to write. I reach a hand up to my hair and find it tightly bound and braided. Not loose and knotted from a night tossing about at all. That part was the dream, then. Father thought it was a silly thing, Mother’s way of speaking of dreams in colors, even though he was the one with an eye for hue. Mother insisted that the color of a dream was far more important than what happened in it. I have not dreamt of Mother in a long time. I have not seen her in longer. But this part of her stays with me always, this habit of coloring dreams.
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			I sit down in the corner of the Lodge with a quill and a book to answer her question. What colors have my dreams been since we parted all those years ago? My gaze drifts out the doorway of the temple across the courtyard. The sun has yet to appear, but the sky is already filled with color. My history has not been so unlike the sky: completely one color, completely another, and at times an incongruous mix as one day blends with the next. It does not matter which of these are memories and which are dreams. Their colors have shaped my past.
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			Black (the sort that takes you in and swallows you whole):<BR>
			I splash into the river again, launching off the levee in my fourth raft that day. My previous three lie broken at the bottom of the rapids. This time, I head west. No rapids this way, but I still run out of time before I find the minnow. I trudge back to the cave to wait for time to pass so I can try again. At least my raft is intact. I reach in the cave and stand there, shaking with fear and shivering with cold. I am afraid to fight this lizard warrior. Me, a level nine! The warrior wields a club, though, and I know I am weak. There is something about those first middle levels as a bard. The thought of finding enough scores to ever level one more time, let alone twenty more times. Nothing I can hit is big enough to yield anything worth having, experience included. Even now, as I try to recall the kindness offered me, for I know there those who had compassion, it is from behind shadow.
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			Ebon (not so different from black if you don’t look carefully):<BR>
			The Baths are sticky with humidity. My nerves have subsided now that the performance is through, but I watch the goddess warily. She is so severe! And yet, she was so generous just this evening. Without the bag of scores, I would never have leveled again. She offers a glimpse at her book of poetry. As a new poet myself, I am curious. I peek inside at her words and am shocked by their darkness. Later, I stand in the Midnight Garden. The importance of the day weighs heavily, heavy and ebon, in the air. I stand resolutely before the Ladies Wyld and Weaver. Guardian is there, too, as witness. Three oaths. With each oath, I am further bound. With each oath, I am further strengthened. Ebon cords. Ebon strength.
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			Green (the varying shades of leaves and vines):<BR>
			Leaves are everywhere, but not my leaves. This is not my forest or the tops of my trees. This jungle is foreign, dangerous. I’d been here before as a younger bard as I explored the lost temple, but Hern led the way then. I cannot remember the way on my own. I am running low on clear red potions. Without them, I cannot escape the pits should I fall in again. I tread carefully, but I still do not know where I am. I rummage through my bags for my map, but I never see it. The last thing I see is a blade glinting through the green. I wept that day for the things he sacrificed to his Nashite god. Trash he called them.
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			Indigo (at once violet and blue):<BR>
			I look at my hand, shocked. A spider has just burrowed itself in my hand. I am both repulsed and fascinated. Can it live under my skin? I fight the urge to rub at the sting for fear I will crush the spider or make the poison spread. My hand goes slightly numb and I am afraid. I cannot play any real music with only one hand. I wear a red aura and an indigo tattoo. I dream in purple that night.
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			White (the kind so bright I have to shield my eyes):<BR>
			I am clothed in white, scrubbed clean of grime and travel dust. I stand waiting for the Chronomancer as I prepare to receive my trial. My hands shake from fear so I wrap them tightly around my clarinet. To lay aside joy, to forsake companionship, to walk among the dead. My face must have been as pale as my robe. Eventually joy and song and friendship came again, but I am not the same as I was before. I have not escaped without a memory of the trial. What was once black is now streaked with white. I bear this color proudly.
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			Gray (the true color of death):<BR>
			Cold. Empty. Alone. The only voices were whispers of the dead. The only companionship was the bitter wind. I did not dream then. When I did, I wished that I had not.
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			I shake the gloom from around me. The temple is full of color and voices now. I could not find a moment to be alone if I wished it. I do not wish it. I clean off the quill and close my book and wonder: what color were your dreams last night, Mother?
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	== Trivia: ==		== Trivia: ==
	* Aoide was given the title 'Ebon Bardling' by [[Cordir]].		* Aoide was given the title 'Ebon Bardling' by [[Cordir]].

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	Elf [ Bard: 30 29 25 ] Aoide sports a Team Oscar shirt. Go Bards! [HUNT] 11-01-2011		Elf [ Bard: 30 29 25 ] Aoide sports a Team Oscar shirt. Go Bards! [HUNT] 11-01-2011
	Elf [ Bard: 30 29 26 ] Aoide has wine that's looking for a home. [HUNT] 11-13-2011		Elf [ Bard: 30 29 26 ] Aoide has wine that's looking for a home. [HUNT] 11-13-2011
			Elf [ Bard: 30 30 29 ] Aoide Mathwin, Triat Initiate. [HUNT] 08-15-2012
	Elf [ Elven Kitten ] Aoide Mathwin, EbonBardling, Triat Master 12-20-2012		Elf [ Elven Kitten ] Aoide Mathwin, EbonBardling, Triat Master 12-20-2012

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12/20/12

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	Elf [ Bard: 18 18 17 ] Aoide Mathwin, Ebon Bardling. (HUNT) 06/24/2011		Elf [ Bard: 18 18 17 ] Aoide Mathwin, Ebon Bardling. (HUNT) 06/24/2011
	Elf [ Bard: 19 19 17 ] Aoide Mathwin, Ebon Bardling. (HUNT) 07/19/2011		Elf [ Bard: 19 19 17 ] Aoide Mathwin, Ebon Bardling. (HUNT) 07/19/2011
	Elf [ Bard: 29 29 23 ] Aoide Mathwin, Ebon Bardling. Weaver's Acolyte. 10-01-2011		Elf [ Bard: 29 29 23 ] Aoide Mathwin, Ebon Bardling. Weaver's Acolyte. 10-01-2011
	Elf [ Bard: 30 29 25 ] Aoide is looking for a God+. Trick or Treat! 10-25-2011		Elf [ Bard: 30 29 25 ] Aoide is looking for a God+. Trick or Treat! 10-25-2011
	Elf [ Bard: 30 29 25 ] Aoide sports a Team Oscar shirt. Go Bards! [HUNT] 11-01-2011		Elf [ Bard: 30 29 25 ] Aoide sports a Team Oscar shirt. Go Bards! [HUNT] 11-01-2011
	Elf [ Bard: 30 29 26 ] Aoide has wine that's looking for a home. [HUNT] 11-13-2011		Elf [ Bard: 30 29 26 ] Aoide has wine that's looking for a home. [HUNT] 11-13-2011
			Elf [ Elven Kitten ] Aoide Mathwin, EbonBardling, Triat Master 12-20-2012


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