Sabella

Sabella (I)
The Anguisette
Created	1996-ish.
Status	Inactive
Race	Human
Hometown	Midgaard
Classes	Mage Warrior
Last Seen	2012
Followed	Molo Tripper Bliss Kerriariadne Isolas Wish
Spouse	Never married
Partner	Many. ;)

Sabella the Anguisette

Mud Contributions:

• Sabella was a regular participant in Halloween Costume Contests, winning several. (The source of most of her current restrings).
• Sabella was also known to walk/dance/slither along the very edges of the rules governing physical intimacy on the Mud, with occasional lapses in judgement *cough* Tokugawa *cough* Kaira *cough*. (oh, and that conversation with Wish about tentacles...)
• Sabella gave Kissing Lessons in the guild when she was bored. One fellow named Sturm was so distraught to learn that he'd been getting lessons from an Evil - and enjoying it - that he slew himself in his god's temple.
• Sabella is (according to Lorna) responsible for inspiring a change to mud code: As a member of the Black Conclave with no fear whatsoever of death, she would oftentimes dive into the middle of a combat between much higher level combatants, and fireball - burning as many containers as she could before perishing. As a result of her doing so, time and time again, area spells were changed so that containers and equipment would only be damaged if the mage was Justified in attacking.

[ 17] Sabella: Contests and Prizes
Fri Dec 9 18:07:44 2005
To: Kerriariadne Tamar
To the Most Great and Wonderous Booga:
In my very best efforts to be a Naughty Darkling, I did Volunteer Schwartz for a description, which Tamar found most diabolical, which He wore for a whole month. Tamar, in Her kindness, did give me a nifty reward for this job of Volunteering.

When next you see the Mistress of Dreams, if you ask Her most graciously, you will receive the Prize your naughty witch did labor towards, and the boon she did beg: +2 mana, added to the light you bear.

Yours, always devoutly,

Sabella, Anguisette of the Dark Coven

Poetry

[ 20] Sabella: An Ode to Rath
Fri Dec 21 10:46:55 2001
To: all
Rath is spiteful, full of hate, his vicious tongue does not abate
and why, you ask, must he be mean? Read and I shall spin the scene.
In ancient times, he was not alone - "Alyria!" the name he'd groan
She was Neutral Nashite, hence: she was sitting 'on the fence'
And her aura, they both thought, kept her safe, not to be fought
For if the Conclave does not chase, who would rift her pretty face?
Safe in Neutral Nashite guise, non-aggressive, starry-eyes,
Far and wide, they'd stroll about (He really wasn't such the lout).
Tenderness, to her, he gave. She thought him sweet and kind and brave.
But one day, his heart it broke, when the mighty 'Dancer spoke.
His girl PK'd, his heart it died. Ask of love, he'll surely lie
Alyria's name will make him growl, and of love, he speak a'foul
For Rath, annoying every day, really does try to role-play
Its not his fault he's monotone. (he'd rather chase you through your zone)
But he tries, this grumpy red, to roleplay grief since love is dead.
All is left is "Wicked Judge," and from that aspect he won't budge
Everyone just gets a sneer, whether far or whether near
Never happy, banish joy, he's the ardent Arch-Lich toy
Doing what his Master wills, since his heart, it never fills.
And as he cannot love in turn, the sight of joy, it makes him burn
and so the acid from his tongue tries to banish other's fun
Those in love, he loves to hate and thus lives out his lonely fate.

Current Description & EQ: 04/18/13

The lushly curved woman before you stands with an instinctive, feminine grace, a
tendril of her long, dark hair curving gently around her cheek as the rest pours
down her back in a luxurious, sultry cascade. Her features are delicately gilded
with only a touch of cosmetics, bringing a smoky mystery to her topaz eyes and a
slight blush to her already dramatic cheekbones. Her lips are bare of any color:
only the gleam of wetness as her tongue darts out to moisten them. A narrow band
of black velvet circles her throat, from which hangs a delicate strand of golden
chain which disappears downward into her magnificent cleavage, the mark of a vow
of servitude given to her Patron. 

She returns your gaze from beneath her lashes, her wicked thoughts veiled from a
stranger's view. Yet an undeniably naughty smile curves her lips, as if her core
sensuality cannot entirely be contained, like a spring emerging from the earth's
depths. When she speaks, her tone is softly pitched, bearing only a slight trace 
of a desert accent:  "The blessings of Lord Nash upon you." Though the words are
innocuous and polite, it is far easier to imagine her whispering blasphemous and
obscene suggestions in your ear, from her reputation.  Yet, despite her colorful
history, as lurid as her crimson nails, it seems the Anguisette has been brought 
to heel for the first time in Ages, swearing service to the Nashite faith and to
Alchemy's Lord.

Sabella is using:
<used as light>     a lantern of shuttered red glass
<worn around neck>  a pearl necklace                                                 
<worn around neck>  a black velvet choker                                            
<worn on body>      (Sinful Aura) a tight corset of velvety midnight-black suede     
<worn on legs>      (Red Aura) sheer black silk stockings
<worn on feet>      (Moderate magic) a pair of wicked black spiked heels
<worn about body>   (Moderate magic) a slave chain of delicate gold links          (1)
<worn about waist>  (Moderate magic) a side-slit skirt of black suede              (2)
<worn around wrist> a set of bangles                                                
<worn around wrist> a set of bangles
<wielded>           the wiles of a skilled seductress                                
<held>              a calling card
<worn with pride>   (Red Aura) (Shimmering) a black crescent-shaped vial                        
<worn with pride>   (Red Aura) (Token magic) a piece of red volcanic glass            

(1 & 2) Gifts from her Patron

11/15/11

Seeing your gaze, the woman before you rises gracefully from where she knelt,
and dips into a curtsey. She murmurs a greeting, her voice like warmed honey,
touched with the accent of the Great Eastern Desert, the movement of her rose
-red full lips almost mesmerizing. Her eyes are exquisite topaz amber, shaped 
like exotic almonds, and in them, you can almost see the centuries of sensual
play this woman has come to epitomize. If the stories people whisper in tones
of shock (and sometimes lust) are true, she has been a notorious plaything of 
the Gods and those worthy enough to capture or command her servitude, finding
and expressing pleasure in the most obscene and base ways, fully embracing an
Anguisette's instinctual submission and service.    

There is nothing demure in the way she returns your glance, looking your form
up and down, mentally calculating, measuring, apprising your appetites... and 
abilities.  An utterly wicked smile is beginning to curve her lips, a throaty 
chuckle escaping them. Reaching up, she runs her fingertips caressingly along 
the surface of a long strand of glossy white pearls that circle her neck then 
slide deep into the delicious depths of her magnificent cleavage, the gesture 
casual yet somehow terribly perverse, all at the same time.  

"I am Sabella. How may I serve?"

Sabella is using:
<used as light>     (Glowing) an ornate candelabra
<worn around neck>  a pearl necklace                                                 (1)
<worn around neck>  a black velvet choker                                            (2)
<worn on body>      (Sinful Aura) a tight corset of velvety midnight-black suede     (3)
<worn on legs>      a pair of black fishnet stockings                                (4)
<worn on feet>      (Naughty) spiked heel Mary Janes                                 (5)
<worn about body>   a debonair black velvet mantle                                   (6)
<worn around wrist> a black silk cord                                                (7)
<worn around wrist> a black silk cord                                                (8)
<wielded>           the wiles of a skilled seductress                                (9)
<held>              (Humming) a thick black wand                                     (10)
<worn with pride>   (Shimmering) a black crescent-shaped vial                        (11)
<worn with pride>   a niobium nipple ring                                            (12)

(1) Gift from the Boys of the Wyld Hunt: Ink, Vale, Spooky, & Sagan
(2) Gift from Ink
(3) Reward by Kerriariadne for finding a +mana item.
(4) Prize for a costume contest win
(5) Prize for a costume contest win
(6) Gift from Ink
(7) Gift from Ink
(8) Gift from A Mysterious Benefactor
(9) Created by A Mysterious Benefactor
(10) Created by A Mysterious Benefactor
(11) Prize for a costume contest win
(12) Gift from Ink

Past Descriptions:

1997:

"Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide....
Voices trapped in yearning, memories trapped in time...
The Night is my companion, and Solitude my guide...
Would I spend forever here and not be satisfied...?"

The young woman before you returns your gaze with a knowing smile playing over her ripe lips. There is a challenge in those topaz eyes, a gauntlet thrown down, and in them, you can see bold speculation as to whether you would be a worthy entertainment.. She so loves a challenge... Pulling your eyes from hers, you take in the rest of her form.... all of it... she is bare before your gaze, ornamented only in jewelry and the silk cords that bind her wrists... and she seems rather pleased with her current state.
Sabella meets your eyes again, and somehow she looks deeper into you than any mere mortal has any right to do.... something sinuous and serpentine moves in the back of your mind, and you feel the first hint of a scream begin to well up within you as you seek release, escape, avoidance of that unnatural, unholy, invasive touch....
Sabella is in perfect health.
Sabella is using:

<used as light>         a flaming black rose                             (Gift from A Mysterious Benefactor)
<worn around neck>      a black mantle with jeweled breast clasp         (Gift from Daelin)
<worn around neck>      a red dragon crystal necklace                    (Gift from Daelin)
<worn on body>          a whisper thin veil                              (Gift from Daelin)
<worn on legs>          a pair of black fishnet stockings                (Contest Prize)
<worn on feet>          a pair of black leather stiletto heels           (Gift from Daelin)
<worn on hands>         some red dragon skin gloves                      (Gift from Daelin)
<worn about body>       a daisy chain                                    (Gift from A Mysterious Benefactor)
<worn about waist>      a niobium nipple ring                            (Gift from A Mysterious Benefactor)
<worn around wrist>     a black silk cord                                (Gift from Daelin)
<worn around wrist>     (Humming) a ruby bracelet                        
<wielded>               a spiked whip                                    (Gift from Daelin)
<held>                  a lump of coal                                   (Gift from Molo)
<worn with pride>       a niobium nipple ring                            (Gift from Daelin)
<worn with pride>       a niobium nipple ring                            (Gift from Daelin)

2000:

For years I have walked the Realm and reveled in its shadows. Blood was my aphrodisiac,
and pain my greatest pleasure. hearts were toys, games to play. Corruption of purity,
my joy. Against many have I pitted my will and wiles.
Many have been conquered. None unaffected.
And so it was.
But that can no longer be. Against one heart I plotted. Fierce, terrible, joyful, given
to another - it would be mine. The apple barely out of reach. Long I pursued him, chasing
and hunting, desiring to ensnare. Until it was I who was truly captured.
And so it is.
I am well and fully bested, owned by one with no need or wish of my abject servitude.
This day, I, Sabella, once whore, plaything, cruel seductress and corruptress, concede
surrender and defeat.
And so it will be.
Abender Stormreaver owns my soul.

October 2002: Winning Entry - Halloween Costume Contest

• Here's a log of that night

Hum [    Wa: 4 Ma:17    ] Sabella the wicked little nun. (Coven Anguisette)

Only a soft whisper of sound reveals the presence of the woman before you,
so non-assuming and unmoving as she was. Her voice barely audible in a 
prayer to her deity, the sound of her lips brushing against the cloth of 
her veil is nearly louder. Her head is bowed in piety, her figure shapeless
beneath the garb of her Order.  
Sabella the penitent nun is in perfect health.
used as light     (Artifact magic) the light of devoted service
worn around neck  (Potent magic) a large wooden holy symbol
worn around neck  (Potent magic) a white wool mitre
worn on body      (Potent magic) a black, shapeless, itchy wool cossack
worn on head      (Potent magic) a white veil
worn on legs      (Potent magic) white, thick, knitted wool leggings
worn on feet      (Potent magic) clunky, unattractive black shoes
worn on hands     (Potent magic) lye burns and and bristle brush scratches
worn about body   (Potent magic) a capelet of thick white wool
worn with pride   (White Aura) conviction and belief (*)
Sabella is in perfect health. 

(*) Contest Prize: received as restring.

2004: Winning Entry - Halloween Costume Contest

(Voted "Most Likely To Make Khore Drool")

As if the sun had set in a single moment, the space around you 
falls into a profound darkness. Shadows dance up like sanguine 
blood seeping into a still oasis of water: flowing, seeking to 
embrace the figure of a girl a short distance away. How could 
she have come so close, yet unseen until this, a moment of her 
choosing? 

Like the moon, she is pale cold brilliance swathed in the ebon 
stillness of night. Her lips are lush crimson red curves, full 
and tantalizing in their sensuality. Those huge eyes are wells 
of black agony and seduction entwined, within them the embrace 
of the grave, the chaos of life and the dance of death. Beauty 
and grace enfold her like a cloak, though she does not move. A 
single glance, and she entraps you. Daggers of fear pierce you 
as a simple, enigmatic smile curves those perfect lips, baring 
the gifts of her creator: ivory fangs. With sudden clarity, an 
epiphany overwhelms you - you are prey to this creature, food, 
just as a terrified coney draws the attention of a hawk in her 
flight. 

With precise and with an almost devout gentleness, she lightly, 
delicately caresses your cheek. Your eyes fall closed of their 
own volition, and your lips move in a prayer to a fallen deity 
to whom you have never given oath... for in this moment, it is 
Khore to whom you have become offering and sacrament, all in a 
single beat of your dying heart. 

Sabella, Nosferatu Priestess of Khore, is in perfect health. 

<used as light>     (Artifact magic) (Dancing) shadows of ebon night 
<worn on finger>    (Artifact magic) a silver ring of archaic sigils 
<worn on finger>    (Artifact magic) a ring bearing Sanguinna's seal 
<worn around neck>  (Artifact magic) a silver ankh upon a thin chain 
<worn around neck>  (Artifact magic) unhealable scars: Khore’s Kiss 
<worn on body>      (Artifact magic) a side-slit gown of ebon velvet 
<worn on head>      (Artifact magic) a long veil of sheer black silk 
<worn on legs>      (Artifact magic) wicked black gartered stockings 
<worn on feet>      (Artifact magic) a pair of black spiked heels 
<worn on hands>     (Artifact magic) sheer gloves of antique lace 
<worn about body>   (Artifact magic) a billowing cloak of spidersilk 
<worn about waist>  (Artifact magic) a tightly laced leather corset 
<worn around wrist> (Artifact magic) delicate silver bangle bracelets 
<worn around wrist> (Artifact magic) delicate silver bangle bracelets 
<wielded>           (Artifact magic) a slim, deadly, curved longsword 
<held>              your will, captured and subjugated to her desire 
<worn with pride>   the marks of a vampire's bite 
<worn with pride>   Cape of the Ordinus Nosferatu

October 2005: Halloween Contest Entry

Vegetable dyes and hours of work have been combined to create patterns that
perfectly replicate the bark of a tree. They climb the lissome limbs of the
woman who stands perfectly, almost inhumanly still before you. Hair that is
normally a dark black has also been dyed in variegated tones of green and a
soft brown, perfectly replicating the patterns of light of the Southern sun
upon the leafy foliage of the Cilladellian woods. Her tresses stir as if of
their own accord, swaying in time to the breeze wafting in a distant forest.

Her clothing is deceptively simple: woven grasses form a modest sheath that
gives her a willowy appearance. Ivy climbs her calves and butterflies flit
about her, momentarily resting upon one arm or in her hair. Her silent gaze
is unearthly, holding the promise of seasons beyond counting.
Sabella, the Dryad Maiden of Kerri's Sequoia, is in perfect health
<used as light    sunlight dappling through the forest canopy
<worn on finger   a butterfly, alighted
<worn on body     a simple garment of woven grasses
<worn on head     a wreath of ivy and climbing roses
<worn on legs     twining vines of ivy
<worn on feet     a light dusting of forest soil

October 2006 - Winning Entry - Halloween Costume Contest

 The woman before you smiles with a convincingly vapid grin, and tosses
 a cascade of hip-length, recently-dyed, platinum-blonde hair over one
 shoulder.  Her leather bodice is laced only halfway, accentuating her
 natural assets. The depths of her distractingly pale cleavage is only
 partially concealed by an unusual collection of Marks, Medallions and
 Signets, Aegis', and other assorted symbols of worship.
 
 Bangles chime at her wrists, and jewels gleam in her ears. Every curve
 of her form is coiffed, perfumed, enhanced, and flaunted. She flutters
 her eyelashes and coos, 'Ooooh, was that Isolas I just saw? He's soooo
 dreeeeaaaaammmy!!!'
 
 She lays one hand across her bosom, and shifts her weight, suggesting a
 certain weakness in the knees. "I just turn to melting butter around an
 immortal, don't you know..." Sighing in a manner not unlike that of the
 most fragile of Southern blossoms, she gets a dreamy look on her face.
 
 'Oh, to catch the eye of such a one, well, isn't that every girl's dream?'
 
 Sabella, the Immortal Groupie, is in perfect health.
 
 used as light     (weak magic) a platinum white, beaming smile
 worn on finger    (moderate magic) a class ring from TFCU
 worn around neck  (moderate magic) a golden chain bearing many Marks
 worn around neck  (moderate magic) a golden chain bearing various pendants
 worn on body      (moderate magic) a half-laced bodice and plaid miniskirt
 worn on head      (moderate magic) lovely hair ribbons
 worn on legs      (moderate magic) a pair of back-seamed stockings
 worn on feet      (moderate magic) (Naughty) spiked heel Mary Janes (*)
 worn about waist  (moderate magic) a chain looped through a belly button ring
 worn around wrist (moderate magic) a silver bracelet chiming with many charms
 Sabella is in perfect health.

(*) Contest Prize: Won as restring.

2010

The woman before you returns your gaze, a knowing smile playing over her ripe, 
cherry lips. There is a challenge in those topaz eyes, a gauntlet thrown down,
and in them, you can see bold speculation as to whether you would be a worthy
form of entertainment... She so loves a challenge... Or perhaps.. if the Gods
have blessed her, someone worth bending knee to...   

A smile curves her lips, and her eyes seem to grow in intensity, jewel-bright,
as she looks deeper into you than any mere mortal has any right to do.  Some-
thing sinuous and serpentine moves in the back of your mind, and you feel the
first hint of a scream begin to well up within you. Your vision fades to ebon
black as you seek release, escape, avoidance of that unnatural, unholy touch.
The black fades to gray, then to umber, and then to topaz. She blinks, grant-
ing you release from her spell. Her smile is playful.  

"Not today... but soon, dearest.  Soon."
Sabella is in perfect health. 

2011 Halloween Costume Contest: Disqualified

Enchantments have made the normally amber eyes of the woman before you into a 
deep, lightning-sparked storm blue, peeking at you from beneath a veil of ink
black lace. Her normally dark hair has been dyed a sun-touched honey-gold and 
curled to fall in tumbling waves to her hips. A tight corset of midnight blue 
pushes her feminine curves into high prominance, accented by a shining silver
chain that disappears into their depths and framed within the deeply plunging 
neckline of her sheer emerald blouse. Thick silver hoops gleam in her ears, a
mirroring shape to an intricate set of tattoos upon her brow: crescent, full, 
and waning moons, inked in deep blue. Her long and graceful fingers move with
dexterity and speed as she shuffles a deck of brightly painted cards, the key 
to your future hidden within their mysteries. 

"Cross my palm with gold and I'll reveal your fate," she whispers, her voice 
soft and touched with the accent of the Great Eastern Desert. "Or do you fear
to know what Destiny and Chance hold for you?" 

Sabella the Gypsy is in perfect health.
Sabella the Gypsy is using:
<worn around neck> (Glowing) a pentacle upon a silver chain
<worn on body> a breathtakingly tight under-bust corset
<worn on head> a sheer veil of ebon-black lace
<worn on legs> a pair of layered skirts, one of black and the other blue
<worn about waist> a bright scarf of purple velvet, sewn with beads and bells
<worn about body> a cloak of deepest sanguine velvet
<held> an ancient deck of cards to reveal your future

Additional Physical Details:

Sabella has a variety of piercings on her body... 6, to be exact, in a variety of interesting locations. Delicate tribal tattooing circles her upper thighs and waist, and appears in henna-like patterns on her hands. A belly chain constantly encircles her waist. (Ethnically, she looks middle eastern - voluptuous and wasp-waisted, with dusky skin, topaz eyes, and dark hair.) If one looks VERY closely…. One might see the scars…. But she's quite careful to get the best healing possible. Her body is a weapon, and like a sword, it must be kept clean, sharp and ready for battle.

Score:

2000: Black Conclave

You are Sabella the self-exiled. *ABENDER*,
112 years old (201 hours), created Fri Oct 31 97 21:49:31.
(Dreade the 3rd, The Testing of Fates, year 2256, 6pm.)
You were born before birth records were actually kept.
You live in Midgaard and your race is Human.
You are a level 2 Warrior, level 17 Mage.
You worship Molo, who appears to be OFFLINE
You have -9/221 hit, 167/167 mana, 187/205 movement, 16 practices.
You have 0 training sessions remaining.
You are carrying 4/34 items with weight 10/275 kg.
Str: MAX Int: MAX Wis: TRN Dex: MAX Con: TRN Chr: TRN
TRN = trainable, MAX = untrainable.
You are fairly lucky.
You have scored 5336 exp (151882 total), and have 200 gold coins.
You need 3035 exp for level 3.
You are mortally wounded.
You are unprotected.
You are Lawful Evil.

WHO Lists:

Hum [ Ma:15             ] Sabella the mild-mannered, sweet little girl.  (Day of Deception: May, 1997)    
Hum [ Ma:18             ] Sabella, Mage of the Black Conclave.                   June 1997
Hum [    Wa: 2 Ma:17    ] Sabella Witch of the Black Conclave.                   June, 2000
Hum [    Wa: 2 Ma:17    ] Sabella the self-exiled.      *ABENDER*                08/18/2000 * 
Hum [    Wa: 2 Ma:17    ] Sabella.                                               08-28-2000
Hum [    Wa: 2 Ma:17    ] Sabella..................tigress.                      02-04-2001
Hum [    Wa:30 Ma:17    ] Sabella.                                               02-05-2001 (Test Port)
Hum [    Wa: 2 Ma:17    ] Sabella, Penitant Witch of the White Tigers            08-10-2001
Hum [    Wa: 2 Ma:17    ] Sabella lights a candle for NYC/PENT. Tiger            09-16-2001
Hum [    Wa: 2 Ma:17    ] Sabella, Witch of the Tigers.                          11-03-2001
Hum [    Wa: 3 Ma:17    ] Sabella: a tiger of no consequence.                    03-15-2002
Hum [    Wa: 3 Ma:17    ] Sabella: Anguisette of the Tigers                      06-06-2002
Hum [    Wa: 3 Ma:17    ] Sabella waits for stripes to fade.                     07-30-2002
Hum [    Wa: 3 Ma:17    ] Sabella, wicked little girl once more.                 08-30-2002
Hum [    Wa: 4 Ma:17    ] Sabella, the wicked little Witch. (Coven Anguisette)   10-09-2002
Hum [    Wa: 4 Ma:17    ] Sabella the wicked little nun. (Coven Anguisette)      12-04-2002
Hum [    Wa: 5 Ma:17    ] Sabella, the wicked little girl. (Coven Anguisette)    10-18-2003
Hum [    Wa: 7 Ma:17    ] Sabella, the wicked little girl. (Coven Anguisette)    03-21-2004
Hum [    Wa: 7 Ma:17    ] Sabella, wicked little Anguisette of the Dark Coven    01-29-2005
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella: savemefromtheseevildeedsbeforeigetthemdone    01-09-2006
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella, Wicked Anguisette of the Dark Coven           12-07-2007
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella, Wicked Anguisette of the Dark Coven           02-28-2008
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella is THAT Naughty Girl. Anguisette. Coven. Dark  01-02-2009
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella has been a VERY BAD GIRL....                   03-29-2009
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella has been a VERY VERY BAD (Nashite) GIRL!       07-??-2010
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella: Wicked, Wicked Girl. [Coven]                  02-12-2011
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella: Wicked Girl. [Dark Coven Nashite]             02-12-2011
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella: Wicked Girl. [Dark Tiger Coven Nashite]       02-12-2011
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella: Heaven help me for the way I am               01-18-2012
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella: screw the roses, give me the thorns           04-11-2013
Hum [    Wa: 8 Ma:17    ] Sabella: Wicked Witch of Nashite Alchemy               04-12-2013

* The day Sabella was granted god+ reform from the Black Conclave.

Character History:

(written while in the Black Conclave)
Sabella was born in the Great Eastern Desert, to the nomad families that wander there. She is not certain how old she is. As a very young girl (somewhere around 4? 5?) she was given in tribute / payment to the Black Conclave, so that they would not utterly destroy the nomads. She has served them ever since…
First she worked as a cleaning drudge, keeping swords and armor as gore-free as her unskilled hands could. Cuffs and blows and other humiliations were hers in abundance. But it was attention, acknowledgment that she existed, so she found herself craving even this most brutal of touch.
Then, later, as she approached her teens, those hands were put to … other… uses. She has a extensive knowledge of the sensual arts, and is very, very practiced. Her first orgasm occurred as she was kicked to death by Sirak and Molo as a gift on her 16th birthday - for her, pain and pleasure are irrevocably linked.
Her personality's true nature is revealed in the way that she courts death. Sabella is often seen attacking those far, far more physically adept and powerful than she. She always runs, but sometimes, not quite fast enough… and then true release comes. Better than any sexual release - for those brief few instants before flesh and body are rejoined, she is free. Violence is inextricably linked to freedom, and her weapon of choice is cleansing fire. She burns… why not let others, as well…?

Historical Scenes/Logs

08/29/2004: Meeting Isolas

Isolas says (in common), 'You know, something just struck me.'.
Isolas says (in common), 'You're Sabella.'.

You say (in common), 'Yes. Yes I am.'.

Isolas has heard stories.
Isolas grins mischievously.
Isolas says (in common), 'Fun stories.'.

You say (in common), 'seductress of gods, plaything of .. well.. more gods...'.
You say (in common), 'Do-er of very nasty things.'.

Isolas nods.

You say (in common), 'She who had piercings in multiple places, gifted to her by Lorna..'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Sounds like the same Sabella as the stories.'.

You say (in common), 'and who carried around a stripper's pole.'.
You say (in common), 'Yep.'.
You say (in common), 'Me.'.

Isolas grins mischievously.
Isolas nods.

You say (in common), 'The woman who took on BOTH Emaleth AND Lanfear.'.
You say (in common), 'but... also the woman who levels slow and doesn't meet Booga's level requirements.'.
You say (in common), 'Therefore.'.

Isolas' mind begins to wander.

You say (in common), 'I am also the woman who needs to get her ass out and exp.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'I dunno, I think I'd rather hear some more stories as opposed to you be leveling.'.

You say (in common), 'well, stories won't get me into Darkness.'.
You say (in common), 'And I sure as frick aint going Good again.'.
You shudder from the sheer thought of it.
You say (in common), 'I had enough of that.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Fine. Off you go.'.

Sabella arches one wicked brow in the direction of the darkest shadows.

You say (in common), 'Unless naughty stories WILL get me in...'.
Sabella remembers that Someone is afk.
You sniff sadly. *SNIFF*

Isolas says (in common), 'afw, to be exact.'.
Isolas says (in common), 'Fantasy football, you see.'.
Isolas says (in common), 'Important things.'.

You say (in common), 'could you wizmark me, please?'.

Isolas draws a funny looking rune on you.

You ponder the question.
You say (in common), 'can you steak stuff?'.

Isolas says (in common), 'The next one will cost.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Perhaps.'.

You say (in common), 'what's your price?'.

Isolas says (in common), 'We'll not discuss that right now.'.
Isolas says (in common), 'What do you need steaked?'.

Sabella's lips twitch in a rather naughty smile as she imagines the possibilities.

You give the corpse of Sabella to Isolas.
Isolas's steak made from Sabella looks very filling.

You get steak made from Sabella.
You say (in common), 'Thank you.'.

Isolas nods.

You say (in common), 'I always like to keep track of who is eating me.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Good information to have.'.

Sabella winks audaciously.

You say (in common), 'Indeed.'.

Faile gossips (in common), 'Quoteable? ### [Sabella says (in common), 'I always like to keep track of who is eating me.']'.

You say (in common), 'Not something one should lose track of.'.

Deyanira gossips (in common), 'funny as do I'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Let's hope not.'.

You say (in common), 'well...'.

You say (in common), 'You could follow me around and spell me up while I try and remember where the hell I can exp without getting splatted..'.
You say (in common), 'and I could flirt with you outrageously until He comes back from AFW.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'I think not. The ring on my finger will not allow such things.'.

You say (in common), 'Its amazing what a little determined spit and sucking can remove. :-)'.

Isolas gulps.
Isolas says (in common), 'Yes, well..'.
Isolas says (in common), 'As much fun as that could be..'.

Sabella smiles sweetly.

Isolas says (in common), 'Probably isn't the best of ideas.'.

You say (in common), 'Well, then you can follow me around and pretend not to stare at my ass while I exp.'.

Sabella wiggles the aforementioned assets.

Isolas sits down and thinks deeply.
Isolas says (in common), 'I think that's fair.'.

Sabella giggles delightedly.

You say (in common), 'that way, it’s not your fault.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'well, I mean.. technically.. you're right.'.

You say (in common), '"What could I do?! She was shakin’ it RIGHT THERE in front of me"'.
You say (in common), '"Would you have me just let her wander around, half confused, and get killed? It was my civic duty"'.

Sabella grins entirely wickedly.

Isolas says (in common), 'But on second thought..'.
Isolas says (in common), 'That grin brings back my senses..'.

You sniff sadly. *SNIFF*
You say (in common), 'Fine.'.
You say (in common), 'Be that way.'.
You say (in common), 'I'll be back in four levels or so.'.

01/12/2006: Mish The Thief

(OR: Don't log off wearing your pretty clothes and not your exp'ing gear)

1/12/2006

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.
Karm is here.
Belsambar is here.
Mish Leigh Salvandor will use her contacts to help you... for a price.

Mish tells you, 'I have an exclusive contract to provide equipment storage services.'
Mish tells you, 'You are welcome to keep 5 random items on your own, but you have 16.'
Mish tells you, 'You must pay a fine of 19338 gold coins or forfeit the equipment you hid away.'
Mish tells you, 'You don't have enough gold on hand to cover the fine. I'll work out a special arrangement with Merrick for banked gold to cover the remaining 18880.'
Mish tells you, 'You are out of gold. Equipment must be sold to pay your debt.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling the plain silver bracelet...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 18630 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling the delicate agate amulet...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 18380 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling a pair of reinforced leather sleeves...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 18130 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling the rainbow rock crystal bracelet...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 17880 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling the fiery onyx amulet...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 17630 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling a leather cap...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 17380 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling the chromatic tourmaline ring...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 17130 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling the fractal adamantite ring...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 16880 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling a pair of animal hide pants...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 16380 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling a quilted cloth belt...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 16130 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'Selling a quilted cloth fur-trimmed coat...'
Mish tells you, 'You now owe 15880 gold coins.'
Mish tells you, 'You are below the item fine threshold. I am forgiving the rest of your fine.'

Kerriariadne has granted you the ability to see him when he is invis.

Belsambar ftells, 'Ooooh, the sexxxxyy one is on'.

Kerriariadne ftells, 'Hello there, Sabella. *grins*'.

You ftell, 'wow, that really really sucked. :-('.

Belsambar ftells, '??'.

Belsambar looks at you.

You ftell, 'because I was wearing my pretty clothes, mish just non-consentually raped me for having my stuff in inventory'.

You ftell, 'and sold off half my stuff.'.

Belsambar ftells, 'ow'.

Kerriariadne ftells, 'heh'.

Belsambar ftells, '...'.

Kerriariadne ftells, ':('.

Sabella glares at Mish and mutters vile curses under her breath.

06/25/2006: The Loss of Kerriariadne

You gossip (in common), 'Cuss Foul Language Cursing Filth Foul Bad words bad words bad words! WHO STOLE MY BOOGA!!!??'.
You gossip (in common), 'I demand the immediate return of my Booga! :('.

Boromir gossips, 'good luck :)'.

Someone gossips (in kobold), 'Join the club :P'.

You tell Boromir (in common), 'I mean, where in the name of all that's unholy am _I_ going to fit in, without my Booga?'.

Boromir tells you, 'well ... we always have openings for people who are not lockstep :)'.

You say (in common), 'This whole 'we are going to steal your Booga' joke has gone on long enough'.
You say (in common), 'I want him back, and I want him back NOW!'.

Sabella stamps her little foot.

Krakatoa says (in common), 'I'm not in on the joke, sorry'.

You say (in common), 'well, it has to be a joke.'.
You say (in common), 'they can't have taken my Booga away for real, now can they?'.
You say (in common), 'I refuse to believe such a thing.'.
You sniff sadly. *SNIFF*

Seduction: January 9, 2006

DarkClaw says (in common), 'Arella, watch out for Sabella. She'll wrap you into her seduction quicker than I would in my old days.'.

Nekid: 07/20/2010

Paython looks at you.
Paython says (in common), 'woah nekid'.

You tell Paython (in common), 'I'm not naked, I'm wearing a corset and stockings.'.

Paython tells you (in common), 'ok kinky nekid!'.

You tell Paython (in common), '*smile* is there any other kind?'.

Joining Magi: 07/20/2010

You say (in common), 'The Requirements for Entry require sponsorship from a Council member'.
You say (in common), 'Would you be such an individual?'.

Mugen says (in common), 'yeah i will sponsor you'.

You curtsey to him.
You say (in common), 'Thank you'.

Mugen says (in common), 'we have a high counsil'.
Mugen says (in common), 'i cant spell'.
Mugen says (in common), 'called the Cadre'.
Mugen says (in common), 'me, Kaira, hiro, quick, and jet'.

Sabella's lips twitch.
You say (in common), 'I _think_ that Kaira might speak for me.'.
You say (in common), 'Given our... communications... earlier today'.

Mugen says (in common), 'either way, I will sponser you as well'.

You thank Mugen heartily.

Mugen says (in common), 'did she make you do a quest yet?'.

You say (in common), 'No.'.
You say (in common), 'She made me endure a variety of torments.'.
You say (in common), 'involving her tongue, fingers, and an iron rod.'.

Mugen laughs.

Trivia:

• Sabella is the only member of the Black Conclave to receive a no-level-loss God+ reform for proven FLI misconduct.
• One of Sabella's favorite verbal sparring partners is/was Rath.
• Sabella has had longstanding (read: years, a decade in some cases) flirtations with several individuals and Immortals, both male and female. Notables include Tokugawa, Isolas, DarkClaw, Pol, Lanfear, and Stouthbound.
• Sabella sent in an entry for the Top 10 Reasons You Don't Want Khore to Run A Quest.
• Sabella took first place in the BlissPoll 2011A in the category, "Best Swinger" (The Sicko Category).

Wiki Mentions / Logs

• Kissing Lessons
• Pretty Piercings and the Nature of Beauty
• The Wicked Witch
• The Benefactor
• Personal Service
• Playing Chicken and Passing The Time
• Bathing In Shadow
• Entendres times Two
• How to Accessorize an Outfit

Player Provided Information:

Abe 06/09/11

It's almost impossible for me to capture the totality of my interactions with Sabella. The best phrase that comes to mind would be, "fearlessly intimate." When death and loss are all around, none of these things mattered to her, and she was quite well-focused on the object of her desires. Articulate and conversant, she could engage anyone for hours. In her amorous moments, she had an unmatched flair that gave TFC a whole new dimension.

Ghazkull 04/11/13

Ghazkull snaps his fingers suddenly, 'Sabella... think of all of the... haraam -- did I say that correctly? -- thoughts that a woman could have regarding a man. I guess you could say that she is the embodiment of those thoughts'.

DarkClaw 03/30/13

DarkClaw sighs and leans into Sabella's touch, then smirks. "You cannot be my aunt. Not after the things we've done."

Quotable Moments:

Abe ftells, 'I'm not to be blamed for anything. I'm sitting here in den, heavy rod in hand, minding my own business. Sabella ftells, '*raises her eyebrow archly in Abe's direction* So... how's the swing on that heavy rod, Abe? Do you do... *drops voice huskily* ..swing the big damage?'. Abe ftells, 'I'm just trying to keep it off the floor, thanks.'. Sabella ftells, '*innocent falsetto* Oh, Please, Mr. Stormreaver, let me help you with that! We wouldn't want your heavy rod to get dirty! I'd be glad to polish it clean'. Abe ftells, 'Well luckily it's not two-hand, otherwise Em would have to help ya.'. Emaleth ftells, '*ducks in anticipation of....yeah....that'.

(Emaleth, Nov 24, 2001)

Abe ftells, 'My rod is fine, I guess. I just need help with this full sack.'. Sabella ftells, 'I'll get right on that. ID's, I mean...'. Abe ftells, 'Anyone spare a container?'. Sabella ftells, 'I've got an empty trap you can borrow.'. Abe ftells, 'Yeah I can dump my sack into your trap and I'll be good to go, thanks.'. Doza (unseen) ftells, 'now what would happen if someone just walked in on one of those sentences without knowing whats goin on'.

(Emaleth, Nov 24, 2001)

You say (in common), 'You could follow me around and spell me up while I try and remember where the hell I can exp without getting splatted..'. You say (in common), 'and I could flirt with you outrageously until Kerri comes back from AFW.'. Isolas says (in common), 'I think not. The ring on my finger will not allow such things.'. You say (in common), 'Its amazing what a little determined spit and sucking can remove. :-)'. Isolas gulps.

(08/29/2004)

Faile gossips (in common), 'Quoteable? ### [Sabella says (in common), 'I always like to keep track of who is eating me.']'.

(08/29/2004)

Belsambar ftells, 'Wait, I hope Analay logs in, Sabella can molest her and I can watch....'. You ftell, 'i don't molest!'. You ftell, 'i _educate_'.

(01/09/2006)

Krakatoa says (in common), 'I was telling Boro that you're like an evil Corri'.

(06/25/2006)

Vale says (in common), 'THAT'. Vale says (in common), 'is a timelineable action'. Vale says (in common), '"Ink gives a pearl necklace to Sabella"'.

(08/10/2011)

Bliss gossips, 'My boo-boo is all better now...thank you, Sabella :)'. Sabella gossips (in common), '.. I hadn't even gotten to your boo boo, yet, Lady Bliss... perhaps another time.'. Bliss gossips, 'OMG'.

(01/17/2012)

You grovel in the dirt. Sabella abases herself before the Phantom. Mugen says (in common), 'ok i will sponser this young Nashite'. Mugen points at you accusingly. Isolas says, 'Nothing young about her'. Isolas says, 'She pre-dates me'. Mugen laughs. Your cheeks are burning. Mugen says (in common), 'i mean old'. Sabella mutters, 'A lady doesn't like to discuss her age.'

(07/20/2010)

Sabella gossips (in common), 'Struggle is always fun. Even when the conclusion is forgone.'.

(03/24/2013)

Sabella prays, 'it keeps saying, 'You are hungry' ... but my mouth is already full...'.

(04/30/2013)

### Daelarga has advanced to level 16. Boromir gossips, 'Gratz Daelarga :)'. Daelarga gossips (in common), 'Thank you. :)'. Sabella gossips (in common), '*says with her mouth full* grtz..'. Fayil gossips (in common), 'full of what?'. Fayil gossips (in common), 'nevermind I dont wanna know'. Sabella gossips (in common), '*grins* I don't discuss my Patrons..'.

(04/30/2013)

Personal Timeline:

1997:

At the encouragement of members of the Conclave, Sabella duals to Warrior. She finds this entirely not to her taste. When 3x is implemented, Sabella delays converting. When she finally does, she loses three mage levels due to the difference in exp levels. This makes exp'ing even more of a misery, and for the longest time, Sabella simply becomes a presence in the Guild.

1998 - 1999:

Sabella makes rare visits to the world, despising, as she does, her current sense of being trapped in inconvenient levels. During this span, she offers kissing lessons and gains a reputation as a wicked seductress. One of the God+ becomes her 'patron' of sorts, and gifts her with a variety of RP restrings and reslotted items.

2000:

The world has changed for the tempestuous Sabella. Many months ago, she was commanded by her Master, the Arch Lich, to seduce Abender Stormreaver. She felt herself incapable of the task, but yet undertook the attempt in a subtle way. This hunt was to be her downfall. Pursuer became prey. She found herself ensnared heart and soul by the warric. Stripping herself of all that she was, she follows him now, silent as a ghost at his heel. Her wicked garb gone, clad only in a simple white dress, eyes downcast, she exists in a gray half-life. Still bearing the mark of the Lich (too young in her warrior skills to seek the Implementor's release from Molo's service), she is disdained and hated by her fellows and by goods alike who see only the red aura remaining.

• September 1, 2000: Khore hosts a story contest - "WHAT IF..." The deadline for entries being September 8th.
• September 8, 2000: The Final Entries of the Story Writing contest are collected. Cirth the Pale, Scribe of the Chosen, is the winner, and the entries are posted on Cordir's website. Sabella's is not posted - instead, a large 'CENSURED' graphic is in its place.
• September 9, 2000: Khorlan Farseer offers 100,000 gold to anyone who can provide him with a copy of Sabella's story writing contest entry.
  
• September 10, 2000: A bit of chaos ensues over Sabella's story. Rath tries to get Cordir to give him a copy, claiming Sabella wouldn't mind. She refuses. Sabella posts a note that no one is getting the story. Khorlan ups the offer to 200k. Khore and Cordir agree that Sabella's story will not be released to the general public, as it violates mud rules for decency.
• September 18, 2000: Sabella is granted a god+ Reform for Cause (having been rendered unplayable by her FLI).

2001:

Granted freedom, she has devoted her new life to repairing the damage she had caused in the past. Her owner, Abender Stormreaver, is gone from the Realm. She can but serve in a manner that would be pleasing in his eyes. The place to begin that road is with the Tigers he once served, in February of this year.

• November 11, 2001: Sabella levels to Wa:3\Ma:17,her first level since nearly 2x.

2002:

Finding Abender's beloved Tigers as corrupt, selfish, and bloodthirsty as any she served aside in the Conclave, Sabella makes the decision to lay aside all her oaths and walk alone for a time. Perhaps healing will only come with re-emergence of a crimson aura...

• June 6, 2002: Sabella, Emaleth and Lanfear have a lovely long visit in the Baths. At the end of which, some strange things happen with mushrooms...
• July 30, 2002: Sabella requests and is denied release from the Tigers and posts a note about her status.
• September 2, 2002: Sabella joins the Ash Moon Coven.
  
• October 7, 2002: Sabella levels to Wa:3\Ma:17.
  
• October 25, 2002: Solaron auctions off a Level 31 Health Amulet, "free to first person to give me a reason I like.". Sabella wins, with an auctioning of "Because I'm a wicked, filthy, naughty girl, who will teach your wife horrendously evil things to do to you?"
• October 31, 2002: Sabella wins the Halloween Costume Contest. Her prize: <worn with pride> conviction and belief. A log of that night.

2004:

Sabella is restored by Tynian. Upon entry into the world, she finds that she has been reformed from the Ash Moon Coven, and joins Kerriariadne's Dark.

• 02/08/2004: Sabella performs a dance in the Baths by request.
• 03/21/2004: Sabella participates in her very first AMMQ, while being followed by Tynian. Needless to say, she is smashed like a bug.

Ramona *** DEMOLISHES *** you! 
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided. 
You have been KILLED!! 
This visit to the afterlife brought to you by Ramona.  

Tynian says, 'Almost had her!'. 
You say (in common), 'well, yeah... she was nervous.'. 
Tynian giggles. Tynian throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!

• 10/31/2004: Tamar: The Something-th Annual Halloween Costume Contest Winners=== / Sun Oct 31 18:18:18 2004 / To: All / First let me say that there were only a few entries, possibly due to my erm, lateness in posting this quest (sorry!). But the winning entries were wonderful, and will be posted on the forums if you would like to see what they were. Jeda wins for most humorous, and Sabella wins for most likely to make Khore drool. (See me for your prizes, and thanks to those that participated!) Sabella requests that her restring prize be converted into a +mana light for her deity, Kerriariadne.

2005:

• 01/29/2005: Level 8 Warrior: 1/254 hp, 0/192 m, 5/235 mv, 4/41 prac, 0/1 trn.'.
• 10/31/2005: Sabella wins the Halloween Costume Contest.
• 12/09/2005: Sabella gets her contest prize: (Naughty) spiked heel Mary Janes.

2006:

Sabella is reformed on May 31st, 2006, when she logs in to find that Kerriariadne has Retired.
06/25/2006:
You say (in common), 'This whole 'we are going to steal your Booga' joke has gone on long enough'.
You say (in common), 'I want him back, and I want him back NOW!'.
Sabella stamps her little foot.
Krakatoa says (in common), 'I'm not in on the joke, sorry'.
You say (in common), 'well, it has to be a joke.'.
You say (in common), 'they can't have taken my Booga away for real, now can they?'.
You say (in common), 'I refuse to believe such a thing.'.
You sniff sadly. *SNIFF*

2009:

• 01/19/2009: Jose tells you (in common), 'what is the format for your imp id alias?'. You tell Jose (in common), 'I don't have one. I have fingers. I type.'.
• 03/28/2009: The Mausoleum of Molo, the Arch-Lich [Exits: east] The Unholy Codex of the Arch-Lich rests on a pedestal here. Frostbite, Molo's avatar, is here. Sabella does VERY RUDE things to Frostbite.

2010:

• Sabella visits and impetuously gives her worship to Isolas, but asks for release two days later, leaving the Realm.

2011:

• 08/11/2011: Sabella and friends detail How to Accessorize an Outfit. She is given several generous gifts by various benefactors, including a Goddess Who Shall Remain Nameless, and the boys of the Wyld Hunt.
• 12/31/2011: Sabella's entry for the "Help A Girl Out" contest is selected by Natilena as the winner!

With a slightly tipsy giggle, the cute chick before you blows on a noisemaker,
causing it to unroll and toot loudly. She grins, winks audaciously, and gives
her glittery top hat a quick adjustment, catching it before it slides off her
head. "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" she exclaims. "Where's the party! Because I am SO, SO,
SO THERE!!" Her voice rises in tone and volume as she gestures with the glass
in her other hand, sloshing some sort of frothy pink fruity drink all around.

<used as light>     a half-burned sparkler
<worn around neck>  a garishly beaded plastic necklace
<worn on body>      a frisky little black cocktail dress
<worn on head>      a glittery top hat
<worn on legs>      back-seamed stockings
<worn on feet>      five-inch platform stilettos
<worn about body>   several streamers and a scattering of glitter
<worn about waist>  a thin black belt with a rhinestone buckle
<worn around wrist> a series of bangles set with diamonds

2012:

January: Sabella visits, causing her usual uproar. On one occasion, she invites those of suitable level and ability to supply references and an application to have her as a personal Pet. Teva of the Nashite Magi expresses his interest, but Isolas forbids it, given Sabella's disrespectfully brief past with the Magi. Another visit, she kisses Bliss's "boo boo" all better... (Quotable above).

2013:

February 2013:

• Sabella assists with the testing of Wish's temple door, and to do so, has to worship:

Joining:
Sabella ftells, 'Hello, oh mighty tentacled fantasy object!'.

Leaving:
Sabella ftells, 'I am sorry. The fantasy was too real. I cannot live this way.'.
Sabella ftells, 'you must let me go. '.

Wish ftells, 'of course, as you wish sabella'.

Sabella ftells, 'i know it will be hard, but ... you must.'.

Wish ftells, 'it was nice having you...oh yes...hard is an understatement'.

You have been rejected as a follower of Wish!

• Sabella visits and hears that an old friend, DarkClaw, is having some man troubles. She sits Belgarion down for a chat.

March 2013:

• Sabella visits and is introduced to a fellow named Venom who asks to study with her about her homeland. Over the next two months, they have a number of conversations about its history and magic. As part of her price for doing so, she requires Venom to take her out exp'ing and gains her first level since 2005. She also makes the decision to seek out Wish, and discuss his views (and her standing) on the Nashite faith, although Cresom attempts to convince her to join Wisdom.
  

Sabella gossips (in common), '*sigh* well. I can see you are all hiding Wish and his tentacles from me on _purpose_.'.
Sabella gossips (in common), 'I shall take my business elsewhere. This is _terrible_ customer service.'.

Mnaramenth gossips (in elven), 'Why would I hide his tentacles'.

Sabella gossips(in common), '... '.
Sabella gossips(in common), 'there is literally no reply I can give that isn't against the rules.. ;)'.

April 2013:

• April 6: Sabella accepts a long-term Patron and gives her first kissing lesson in quite some time.
• April 16: After a lengthy and non-consensual tease by Mud Code due to her door testing earlier in the year, Sabella finally gives her worship to Wish, joining Alchemy.