Cordir: Oook - Level 20 Bard Council

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Oook - Level 20 Bard Council

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[[Category:Bardic]]
[[Category:Chosen of Fate]]
[[Category:Logs]]

03/09/2004 
''Log from an unknown source.'' 
 
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. 
( 3) A delicious magic mushroom is here. 
(Light Cyan Aura) (*Ally*) Faile is here. 
(Dark Blue Aura) (*Enemy*) Tweedle is resting here. 
(Dark Red Aura) (*Ally*) Isolas is here. 
(Light Cyan Aura) (*Ally*) Pol is resting here. 
(Light Cyan Aura) (*Ally*) Fling is resting here. 
Eldric is resting here. 
Firesign is resting here. 
(Light Cyan Aura) (*Ally*) Oook is here. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Given how important I feel it is for a bard to respond to those who have interest in music, the first two are from requests'. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Which is to say, requests to have something written'. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'The third is a fun little song from Ogre history.'. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'First up am my Clan song'. 
 
Oook rests. 
Oook holds a small drum in his hands. 
Oook gets comfortable and rests the drum in his lap. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'The Clan Song... requested by Cordir.'. 
 
Oook gets a large decorated bone from a bag made from blood bat hide and untangles the feathers and beads tied to it. It rattles quietly. 
Oook holds the bone up, closes his eyes, bows his head, and growls some words under his breath. 
Oook begins a low, murmuring chant, the words too faint for you to understand. As he chants he slowly turns the bone from horizontal to vertical. 
Oook's chanting grows in strength and beads within the bone start to fall, slowly at first but then quicker, with the sound of falling rain. 
Oook's free hand drops to the drum - DOOM - and he begins to shake the bone. 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Come close, Clan of Ages, come close, We of Three,' 
Oook chants, 'Hear these Words of the Past and of Things that yearn to Be,' 
Oook chants, 'As the orchids finally bloom and the soft rains fall,' 
Oook chants, 'The time again has come to pass the knowledge on to all.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Dream back, to the first land, dream back, 'fore the Flight,' 
Oook chants, 'To the time and the place where the Clan took up the fight,' 
Oook chants, 'Where battle raged for cycles and the blood ran thick and red,' 
Oook chants, 'And the roses dark as night grew up from the piled dead.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Call out, for our losses, call out, loud and strong,' 
Oook chants, 'For the lives that were given and the names long gone from song,' 
Oook chants, 'And the lands that were left when the Clan did break in two,' 
Oook chants, 'Half stayed to battle devils and half left to start anew.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Breathe deep, gathered cousins, breathe deep, we who live,' 
Oook chants, 'Fill your lungs and your hearts with what the Spire has to give,' 
Oook chants, 'From the dark lake's waters to the horn-tipped height,' 
Oook chants, 'And the Clanfriends ever-watchful, who lend the Clan their might.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Grow strong, young and thriving, grow strong, young of Clan,' 
Oook chants, 'The promise of our future rests there firmly in your han',' 
Oook chants, 'And though Timeless War yet rages, our bitter gift to you,' 
Oook chants, 'First flower as the lily of the depths would have each do.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Breathe deep, of the blossoms, breathe deep, of the three,' 
Oook chants, 'Of the orchid and the rose and the lily symphony,' 
Oook chants, 'Know that from their scents they are three and they are one,' 
Oook chants, 'As the world all around us from the jungle to the sun.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Call out, we of Seeker, call out, fury strong,' 
Oook chants, 'We bellow at the sky, be it right or be it wrong,' 
Oook chants, 'With our clubs held high and our minds on war,' 
Oook chants, 'Clan heroes to the end, the warriors of lore.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Dream back, we of Sealer, dream back, through the Age,' 
Oook chants, 'Remember that of then so we can speak with voices sage,' 
Oook chants, 'As we guide lost souls in this life and all the rest,' 
Oook chants, 'Ever-mindful of the lore, ever-mindful of the Test.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
 
Oook chants, 'Come close, we of Sender, come close, learners all,' 
Oook chants, 'And listen to the elders even as we heed the Call,' 
Oook chants, 'As the orchids finally bloom and the soft rains fall,' 
Oook chants, 'The time again has come to pass the knowledge on to all.' 
 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shek. 
Oook plays: doom DOOM sheka-sheka doom DOOM sheka-shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... 
 
Oook sits, silent, as the beads in the bone fall with the sound of halting rain: slower... slower... and finally... gone. 
 
Oook stands up. 
Oook bows deeply. 
 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Next up is something I'd never tried before'. 
Oook says (in common), 'A poem, but not in ogre style'. 
 
Tweedle throws a bra on the stage. 
Tweedle blushes. 
 
Pol says (in common), 'er...outstanding :)'. 
Pol rests. 
 
Oook chuckles, evidently amused. 
Oook says (in common), 'A Love Poem, Aran Style.'. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'As requested by Faile.'. 
 
Faile giggles. 
Faile shows her approval by clapping her hands together. 
 
Tweedle says (in common), 'every bard's gotta have groupies:)'. 
 
Oook grins mischievously at Tweedle. 
 
Oook unwads a ratty bit of paper. 
Oook says (in common), 'As written by an Aara in Aran to him love in Aaracity.'. 
 
Oook squints at the clumsy writing, clears his throat, and begins. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Three moons dissolve and fill again,'. 
Oook says (in common), 'And still I fly alone.'. 
Oook says (in common), 'Though ocean wide holds back your touch,'. 
Oook says (in common), 'My thoughts of you have grown.'. 
Oook says (in common), 'To see your eyes, to catch your scent,'. 
Oook says (in common), 'To hear your whispered flight,'. 
Oook says (in common), 'My dreams they try to bring me home,'. 
Oook says (in common), 'Yet vanish in the night.'. 
Oook says (in common), 'But soon, my love, the sun will rise,'. 
 
Faile sighs softly. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'To burn away the mist,'. 
Oook says (in common), 'And you will stay, and I will stay,'. 
Oook says (in common), 'No more to each be missed.'. 
 
Oook carefully rewads the bit of paper and stuffs it in a bag of blood bat hide. 
 
Firesign enthusiastically cheers Oook to victory. 
 
Faile applauds Oook's actions. 
Faile applauds Oook's actions. 
Faile applauds Oook's actions. 
 
Fling shows his approval by clapping his hands together. 
 
Oook smiles happily. 
 
You clap at his performance. 
 
Isolas shows his approval by clapping his hands together. 
 
Fling gives a round of applause. 
 
You say (in common), 'Very nice!'. 
 
Faile says (in common), 'Well done, Sir Bard!'. 
 
Eldric bounces around. 
 
Pol claps at Oook's performance. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Thank you'. 
 
Firesign gets mutton pie from a giant pouch. 
 
Pol says (in common), 'very very good!'. 
Pol smiles happily. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'And lastly!'. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'A return to ogre roots'. 
 
Pol is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it. 
 
Oook grins toothily. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Der Trickster Song!'. 
 
Oook starts pounding out a solid rhythm on his drum. 
Oook chants, 'From many ages in der past,' 
Oook chants, 'Come a tale dat ever-last,' 
Oook chants, ''Bout how us ogres learn to eat,' 
Oook chants, 'Dat super-yummy elf-ear treat!' 
Oook chants, 'There were a time far-back you sees' 
 
Firesign licks his lips and smiles. 
 
Oook chants, 'When ogres eat just fruit and trees,' 
Oook chants, 'Very kind we all were, yes,' 
Oook chants, 'But then there were a noxious pest!' 
 
Oook looks expectantly to his elf. 
 
Oook's elf slouches sullenly forward. 
 
Fling backs away. 
 
Oook taps his fingers lightly on his drum, waiting... 
 
Oook's elf rolls his eyes and begins to speak in the tones of someone dutifully reciting poetry as a class assignment. 
 
Oook's elf says, 'Greets, you silly ogre-guys.' 
 
Pol laughs. 
 
Oook chants, 'Said the elfy, sounding wise,' 
 
Oook's elf says, 'Try you out these lovely greens,' 
 
Oook chants, 'And offered up were leafy beans.' 
Oook chants, 'Der trusting ogres took der bait,' 
Oook chants, 'Which left der ogre bowels irate,' 
 
Eldric laughs. 
 
Oook chants, 'And as dey howled with anger true,' 
 
Pol throws back his head and cackles with insane glee! 
 
Oook chants, 'Der elfy said:' 
Oook's elf says, 'Ha! I fooled you!' 
 
Oook grins at his elf, who glares and slouches back out of the way. 
 
Oook chants, 'After der elfy run away,' 
Oook chants, 'Der ogre shaman come and say,' 
Oook chants, '"Dat were no elfy real in blood,"' 
Oook chants, '"Dat were The Trickster: Orag-slud!"' 
Oook chants, '"Him be a lynx of mythic kinds,"' 
Oook chants, '"Who change him shape and mess with minds!"' 
Oook chants, '"To know it's him we'll try this tack:"' 
 
Fling grins mischievously. 
 
Oook chants, '"Rip off bits and they'll grow back!"' 
Oook chants, 'So now when elfy ogre sees,' 
Oook chants, 'Him rip der ears off of dat tease.' 
Oook chants, 'If dem grow back, him Trickster guy,' 
Oook chants, 'If dem stay gone, then him not lie!' 
 
Eldric laughs. 
 
Oook chants, 'Der extra ears dat pile up,' 
Oook chants, 'We do not waste, instead we sup,' 
Oook chants, ''Til Trickster to our house him roam,' 
Oook chants, 'But this time him come as gnome...' 
 
Oook wriggles his brushy eyebrows, grins toothily, and bows. 
 
Pol laughs. 
 
Firesign throws back his head and cackles with insane glee! 
Someone grins mischievously. 
 
Pol claps at Oook's performance. 
 
Isolas throws back his head and cackles with insane glee! 
 
Eldric claps at Oook's performance. 
 
Oook waves his elf forward to take a bow, too. 
 
Fling is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it. 
 
Someone grins mischievously. 
 
Faile begs Oook for forgiveness. 
 
Fling covers his ears and wonders if he should clap or not. 
 
Firesign eyes the elf-ears in the room hungrily. 
 
Oook snickers with Fling about their shared secret. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Thank you all for coming!'. 
 
Someone grins mischievously. 
 
Oook wears a hapless elven bystander as a shield. 
 
Someone says, 'Excellent, Oook!'. 
 
Oook bows deeply. 
Oook says (in common), 'Thank you!'. 
 
Fling says (in common), 'Well done!'. 
 
Oook puts a small drum in a saddlebag. 
 
Firesign pokes the elf. 
 
<nowiki>###</nowiki> Oook has earned Bards' Council approval for level 20. 
<nowiki>###</nowiki> Oook has advanced to level 20. 
 
Leif ftells, 'My sources say, 'Oook has advanced to level 20.'. 
 
Someone says, 'Congratulations!'. 
 
You say (in common), 'Grats, Oook!!!'. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Woot!'. 
 
Fling says (in common), 'Grats!'. 
 
Someone giggles. 
Someone throws back his head and cackles with insane glee! 
 
Isolas claps at Oook's performance. 
 
> 1 player. 
Ogr [ Bard: 30 28 20 ] Oook is ready for a fateful Bard Council Review. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'oooo!'. 
Oook says (in common), 'Almost ready for another skill level, too'. 
Oook grins toothily. 
 
Oook says (in common), 'Just a few more LQs'.

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