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	'''Notes:''' ''The previous evening, 3-26-2011, Aoide and Vitazeau had been attempting to cheer up Cordir ([[Bardic Circle 03-26-2011\|The Comfort of Bards]]). They chatted for quite some time in the Baths, telling stories and singing songs. They brought some beverages to help brighten the event, one of which was a bottle of whiskey which they presented to Cordir. Later that evening after their departure, she imbibed... a bit overmuch. This is the result.'' <BR>		'''Notes:''' ''The previous evening, 3-26-2011, Aoide and Vitazeau had been attempting to cheer up Cordir ([[Bardic Circle 03-26-2011\|The Comfort of Bards]]). They chatted for quite some time in the Baths, telling stories and singing songs. They brought some beverages to help brighten the event, one of which was a bottle of whiskey which they presented to Cordir. Later that evening after their departure, she imbibed... a bit overmuch. This is the result.'' <BR>

Cordir: The Hangover

2012-01-11T22:28:00Z

The Hangover

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'''Notes:''' ''The previous evening, 3-26-2011, Aoide and Vitazeau had been attempting to cheer up Cordir ([[Bardic Circle 03-26-2011|The Comfort of Bards]]). They chatted for quite some time in the Baths, telling stories and singing songs. They brought some beverages to help brighten the event, one of which was a bottle of whiskey which they presented to Cordir. Later that evening after their departure, she imbibed... a bit overmuch. This is the result.'' 
 
 
who 
save 
8 players. 
Hum [ Triat Weaver ] Cordir holds her head in her hands (office:offgos)
Hel [ Ma:10 ] FlamingoMan the mute Half-Elf Princess
Elf [ Attendant ] Rufus is temporary property of Lycron
Dwa [ Tg: 5 Sh: 9 ] Pyre, Initiate of the Nashite Magi.
Elf [ Cl:12 Ra:10 ] Elletheran, Dark Monk of the Nashite Magi
Hum [ Wa:30 Tg:30 Cl:30 ] Vex Ironwolf... dark history = bright future??
Aar [ Bard: 12 10 9 ] Tikruul Vr'Keet is seeking scrolls and scores...
Hel [ Th:26 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Sarai Randoming is fun.
 
 
<nowiki>**</nowiki> A quiet whisper: I am six thousand, four hundred years old today, and will be celebrating in my office throughout the evening. ** 
 
 
Tikruul tells Cordir (in common), '*ponder*'. 
 
Cordir tells Tikruul, '?'. 
 
Tikruul tells Cordir (in common), '*chirps*'. 
 
Cordir tells Tikruul, '*winces at the loud, boisterous sound*'. 
 
Tikruul tells Cordir (in common), '*cringes as he causes the lady pain, and croons very softly*'. 
 

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Vex tells Cordir (in common), 'wanna make a splash?'. 
 
Cordir tells Vex, '*quietly* Perhaps another time.... I... overindulged on a gift the bards brought me, and my head is splitting.'. 
 
Vex tells Cordir (in common), 'lol'. 
 
Cordir tells Vex, '(IC: Cordir has a hangover.)'. 
 
Vex tells Cordir (in common), 'hehe'. 
 
Cordir winces and murmurs, 'Quietly, please.' 
 
---- 
 
Katrana tells Cordir, 'Everything okay Sister?'. 
 
Cordir tells Katrana, '*voice soft and colored with a blush* well, you see, these Bards brought me something I'd never had before...'. 
 
Cordir tells Katrana, 'and I drank it.'. 
 
Cordir tells Katrana, 'and now my head is trying to fall off.'. 
 
Katrana tells Cordir, 'Oh dear...'. 
 
Cordir tells Katrana, 'I'm used to tea. Not whiskey, whatever that is.'. 
 
Katrana tells Cordir, '*nods* That is a drink for me dear Sister... *attempts to cackle as quietly as possible'. 
 
Cordir tells Katrana, '*nods*'. 
 
Katrana tells Cordir, 'I hope you feel better soon.'. 
 
Cordir tells Katrana, '*faintly* Thank you.'. 
 
----
 
Eathor arrives from a puff of smoke. 
 
Cordir gives the Elevatory Lyrical to Eathor. 
 
Eathor says (in ogre), 'or that!'. 
 
Eathor gives Cordir 5000 gold. 
 
Eathor bows before Cordir. 
Eathor bows before Cordir. 
 
Cordir holds out her hands in a 'shhh'ing gesture, wincing. 
 
Eathor has to remember how this one works now. 
 
Eathor blushes. 
 
Eathor sits down and thinks deeply. 
 
Cordir clutches her head, wincing. 
 
Eathor comforts you. 
 
Eathor says (in ogre), 'What's wrong?'. 
 
Cordir says, 'Some of your fellow bards gave me something called 'whiskey'.'. 
 
Cordir says, 'and I drank the bottle.'. 
 
Cordir says quietly, "It isn't exactly like the tea I'm used to." 
 
Eathor snickers softly. 
Eathor says (in ogre), 'oh, it's lovely!'. 
Eathor grins evilly. 
 
Cordir glares slightly. "Why does everyone keep snickering when I tell them that?" 
 
Eathor will have to introduce you to some of the Ogre brews at some point. 
Eathor grins evilly. 
 
Cordir sighs, muttering, 'A fine way to spend my six thousand four hundredth birthday, I must tell you.' 
 
Eathor says (in ogre), 'Well, Happy Birthday anyway. :)'. 
 
Cordir summons a slight smile and nods. She dismisses you with a wave. 
 
Eathor arrives from a puff of smoke. 
 
----
 
Aoide arrives from a puff of smoke. 
 
Aoide curtseys gracefully. 
 
Cordir says quietly, one hand pressed against her head, her tone stern. 'Bard.' 
 
Aoide pales in worry. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'yes, my lady?'. 
 
Cordir says quietly, one hand pressed against her head, her tone stern. 'What was that 'whiskey' you offered me the other night?' 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'please tell me I have not displeased you?'. 
 
Aoide blushes. 
 
Her face is pale, her eyes red. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'well, yes...we were hoping to warm you'. 
Aoide says (in common), 'and unsure of your drink of choice'. 
Aoide looks at her toes. 
 
Cordir shifts in her spot kneeling next to the fountain, holding its edge. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'is there something I can do to help, my Lady?'. 
 
Cordir says quietly, 'This has .. not... been a fun way to spend my birthing day.' 
 
Aoide frowns. 
Aoide says (in common), 'oh no! I am so sorry!'. 
 
Cordir gestures - you see the EMPTY bottle a short distance away. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'did the drink not settle well? or were there...other events that led to its consumption?'. 
 
Aoide hurries to clean up the bottle. 
 
Cordir turns her head so her hair falls and hides her face. 'Its just that.. given circumstances... I drank it all. Not.. quite... realizing...' 
 
Cordir glances at you briefly. 'I am not angry.' She gives a half-laugh. 'I just wish you'd warned me.' 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'it will not happen again, my Lady'. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'chamomile tea from now on!'. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'is there something I can do, or bring, that would bring you joy?'. 
 
Cordir nods slowly, trying not to move too quickly. 
 
Cordir pauses a moment and thinks. 
 
Cordir says, 'Sound isn't really my friend right now.'. 
 
Aoide nods at herself; she must be getting senile. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'so no serenade'. 
 
Aoide chuckles at her own joke, since none of you would. 
 
Cordir shakes her head slightly. 
 
Viteazu arrives from a puff of smoke. 
Tikruul arrives from a puff of smoke. 
Eathor arrives from a puff of smoke. 
 
Tikruul gossips (in common), 'I don't know the last time I saw 4 bards online'. 
 
Cordir holds up a hand, bidding silence. 
 
Tikruul says (in common), 'oooh'. 
 
Eathor bows deeply. 
 
Tikruul nods. 
 
Cordir whispers quietly, a hand at the side of her head, leaning slightly against the fountain, 'I have a task for you, bards.' 
 
Viteazu raises an eyebrow. 
 
She glances at Aoide and Viteazu in particular. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'anything!'. 
 
Aoide blushes at breaking the silence. 
 
Cordir says, 'Craft a lyric work on the evils of drink and the perils that come with over-indulgence.'. 
 
Viteazu nods. 
 
Eathor grins evilly. 
 
Cordir says, 'let it never be said I cannot allow myself to be mocked....'. 
 
Viteazu smirks. 
 
Cordir says, 'but I do not wish to be *named* in this work.'. 
 
Tikruul sits down and thinks deeply. 
 
Viteazu throws back his head and cackles with insane glee! 
 
Eathor smiles happily. 
 
Aoide giggles. 
 
Aoide nods. 
 
Cordir shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhes. 
 
Tikruul warbles softly in amusement. 
 
Cordir gestures feebly. 
 
Aoide whispers, "at once! do you have a timeline in mind?" 
 
Cordir says, 'It's their fault!'. 
 
Aoide blushes. 
 
Cordir says, 'They brought me whiskey.'. 
 
Tikruul sits down and thinks deeply. 
 
Cordir gestures at Aoide and Viteazu. 
 
Cordir says, 'I never had it before'. 
Cordir says, 'And then someone said... well...'. 
 
She blushes crimson. 
 
Cordir says, 'Never mind who said what.'. 
Cordir says, 'The bottle become empty, and then my stomach did.'. 
Cordir says, 'and now my head is the size of the Dhole.'. 
 
Tikruul says (in common), 'Sounds like whiskey'. 
 
Cordir says, 'A horrible way to spend my birthing day'. 
 
Cordir says, 'and not ONE felicitation thus far!'. 
 
You glare at nothing in particular. 
 
Viteazu sits down and thinks deeply. 
 
Viteazu says (in common), 'happy birthing day!'. 
 
Eathor grins evilly. 
 
Cordir says, 'excellent. You do not die.'. 
 
Aoide shushs Viteazu. 
 
Tikruul hugs you. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'whisper!'. 
 
Cordir nods in agreement: "Whispering is good." 
 
Aoide gets a dozen long-stemmed red roses for Slue. from bag made from Drauglin hide. 
 
Tikruul softly croons a 'happy virthday' melody. 
 
Viteazu is an ogre. 
 
Aoide gives you a dozen long-stemmed red roses for Slue.. 
Viteazu smirks. 
 
Aoide whispers "for the lady...you deserve them more than silly old Slue." 
 
Cordir smiles weakly at Aoide, acknowledging the gift with a nod. 
 
Aoide giggles at herself, she must be nervous or something. 
 
Viteazu gives you a skiff. 
 
Cordir says, 'And for you, Aoide... I do have a gift in return.'. 
 
Viteazu says (in common), 'last time i had the whiskey i need one of those'. 
 
Cordir says, 'You wanted stories.'. 
 
Aoide nods. 
Aoide nods. 
 
[http://wiki.tfcmud.com/index.php/Cordir_-_Immortal_History http://wiki.tfcmud.com/index.php/Cordir_-_Immortal_History] 
[http://wiki.tfcmud.com/index.php/Geasa http://wiki.tfcmud.com/index.php/Geasa] 
 
Aoide laughs at Viteazu mercilessly. 
 
Tikruul plucks a multi-hued feather of blues, greens and gold from a wing. 
Tikruul winces. Ouch! 
 
Aoide thanks you heartily. 
 
Cordir blinks at the boat. 
 
Eathor beams a smile at Aoide. 
 
Tikruul gives Cordir a multi-hued feather of blues, greens, and gold. 
 
Cordir looks at the feather and smiles. 
 
Tikruul drools on himself. 
Tikruul shakes his head. 
 
> frown 
What's bothering you? 
 
Tikruul gets interesting results trying to type one command and hitting enter halfway after typoing. 
 
Cordir says, 'that bitch Mish won't let me bid.'. 
 
Aoide gasps in astonishment. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'if you would like it, you shall have it'. 
 
Tikruul says (in common), 'I don't have the gold to bid for you'. 
 
Mish auctions, 'Bid #226 a huge elephant whip [!mAGANTH|11-17 dmg:4 hr:5 15#] (58464 gold minimum)'. 
 
Aoide frowns. 
Aoide says (in common), 'me either'. 
Aoide laughs at herself. Let's all join in!!! 
 
Cordir says, 'see?'. 
 
Cordir says, 'Impudent wench that she is'. 
 
Aoide gossips (in common), 'the lady Cordir would like that whip, and it is her birthday.'. 
 
Aoide gossips (in common), 'Just saying.'. 
 
You gossip, '*wincing* that came out very, very badly, Aoide.'. 
 
Vex gossips (in common), 'hehe'. 
 
Eathor grins evilly. 
 
Aoide gossips (in common), 'haha, not when it's coming from someone else!'. 
 
Daedalus gossips (in common), 'cordir wants to be whipped for her bday?'. 
 
You gossip, 'No. I do not.'. 
 
Daedalus gossips (in common), 'i'd think abe should take care of that...'. 
 
Aoide grovels in the dirt. 
 
Cordir winces at having to speak so loudly. 
 
Tikruul gossips (in common), 'That doesn't sound like her general MO Daedelus'. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'paron my quick mouth'. 
 
Vex gossips (in common), 'hmm who's bidding, if i like you i won't go higher'. 
 
Tikruul chuckles, evidently amused. 
 
Eathor gossips (in common), 'I think I have the current.'. 
 
Vex gossips (in common), 'ahh you should've said something :-p'. 
 
Tikruul has oft had the same issue. 
Tikruul stares at the sky. 
 
You chuckle. 
Cordir says, 'anyway. You have your task.'. 
 
Daedalus gossips (in common), 'there's somebody you don't like,Vex?'. 
Cordir says, 'let me know when it is complete.'. 
 
Mish auctions, 'Eathor won the auction for a huge elephant whip! BID CLAIM to claim it.'. 
Eathor bows before Cordir. 
 
The Lower Hall 
[Exits: north up] 
This hallway must have been built by giants! It is huge! Then 
again, there are more than a few giants that belong to The Guild, so 
it may just be so. A stairway leads up to another hallway above. 
(Token magic) A magical spring flows from the ground here. 
(Moderate magic) The carved diamond amulet lies here. 
(Invis) Vex is here. 
Sarai is here. 
Mish Leigh Salvandor will use her contacts to help you... for a price. 
Mish curtseys gracefully for you. 
 
Vex gossips (in common), 'very few'. 
 
Nevyn says, 'That's all for tonight!' 
Nevyn sleeps. 
 
You ponder the question. 
Cordir says, 'that didn't work'. 
 
 
Vex chuckles, evidently amused. 
 
Aoide arrives from a puff of smoke. 
Baird bows before Cordir. 
A grisly bard bows before Cordir. 
The queen's bard bows before Cordir. 
Mish curtseys gracefully for you. 
Ok. 
 
Viteazu arrives from a puff of smoke. 
Baird bows before Cordir. 
A grisly bard bows before Cordir. 
The queen's bard bows before Cordir. 
Mish curtseys gracefully for you. 
Ok. 
 
Eathor arrives from a puff of smoke. 
Baird bows before Cordir. 
A grisly bard bows before Cordir. 
The queen's bard bows before Cordir. 
Mish curtseys gracefully for you. 
Ok. 
 
Vex pokes Nevyn in the ribs. 
 
Tikruul arrives from a puff of smoke. 
Baird bows before Cordir. 
A grisly bard bows before Cordir. 
The queen's bard bows before Cordir. 
Mish curtseys gracefully for you. 
Ok. 
 
Mish gives a huge elephant whip to Eathor. 
 
Nevyn says, 'I've been looking for you!'. 
Nevyn gives Aoide a spell score. 
 
Aoide thanks Nevyn heartily. 
Nevyn thanks Aoide heartily. 
 
Cordir says, ''trans all.bard' did not give the expected result.'. 
 
Nevyn utters the words, 'exclude'. 
 
Aoide giggles. 
 
Tikruul says (in common), 'and here I was about to think we were going to be stuck there till we work'. 
 
Vex laughs. 
 
Nevyn leaves up. 
 
Tikruul laughs. 
Tikruul leaves up. 
Tikruul arrives from above. 
 
With barely a thought, you stop Baird's heart, who dies instantly. 
You hear Baird's death cry. 
 
Tikruul says (in common), 'He gifted the smallest one hehe'. 
 
You make the gesture necessary to invoke your spell. 
With barely a thought, you stop a grisly bard's heart, who dies instantly. 
You hear a grisly bard's death cry. 
 
Vex gasps in astonishment. 
 
Tikruul ruffles Aoide's hair playfully. 
 
Vex looks at the queen's bard. 
 
Vex waves goodbye to the queen's bard. 
The queen's bard looks around, startled. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'our punishment for displeasing her, perhaps?'. 
 
Eathor waves goodbye to the queen's bard. 
The queen's bard looks around, startled. 
 
Sarai looks at the queen's bard. 
 
You make the gesture necessary to invoke your spell. 
With barely a thought, you stop the queen's bard's heart, who dies instantly. 
You hear the queen's bard's death cry. 
 
Tikruul sits down and thinks deeply. 
Eathor leaves up. 
 
Tikruul says (in common), 'so the bard in Adventurer's inn'. 
Tikruul says (in common), 'is not a bard?'. 
 
Vex chuckles, evidently amused. 
 
The corpse of the queen's bard sacrifices itself to your greater glory. 
The corpse of a grisly bard sacrifices itself to your greater glory. 
The corpse of Baird sacrifices itself to your greater glory. 
 
Aoide says (in common), 'so, together or alone? what is our vote?'. 
 
Cordir escapes all the noise and clamour of the guild.

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