Samiyah's Songbook
This is a compilation of songs and performances by Samiyah bint Rasul.
A Song For Aoide
June 22, 2012
Within a Grand Hunting Lodge
[Exits: west]
Massive beams of dark, ancient pine form the walls and ceiling of this enormous
hunting lodge. Trophies hang upon the wall, ranging from a simple twelve point
buck to the scaled head of an ancient red dragon. The chamber is laid out
symmetrically with rows of tressle tables and wide, stone fireplaces to either
side of the main corridor. To either side of the main door, twin staircases
spiral upwards towards the lofts where the hunters who live here take their
rest. The floor is strewn with sweet smelling rushes and fur hide rugs. In the
north-west corner, a small door leads out to the pens and stables. At the far
end of the lodge, a semi-circular raised platform holds the throne of the Lady
Huntress. The scent of a fresh kill and roasting meat fills the air, and the
sound of the hunting-hounds baying causes your blood to rise in your veins,
suffused with an intense joy you cannot explain.
(Red Aura) An enormous, empty black iron cauldron hangs above an unlit firepit.
(Light Red Aura) Ink is here.
(Intense Light Red Aura) Katrana is here.
Samiyah lays a hand across her chest, modestly lowers her eyes, and curtseys.
Ink grins evilly.
Ink grovels in the dirt before you.
Katrana grins Wyldly.
You tell Aoide (in common), 'Would you come to your temple?'.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'Hello, young bard'.
You poke Ink in the ribs.
Katrana says, 'Hello bardling'.
Ink quietly mops up his puddle in attempts to conceal his tracks.
Ink utters the words, 'sagg xa hgruqz'.
Ink seems to walk lighter.
You say (in common), 'Lady Wyldess, with your permission...'.
Ink whispers, 'Shhhhhh'.
Katrana smiles happily.
You say (in common), 'I would like to sing a song for your Ghost.'.
Katrana raises an eyebrow.
Katrana sits down and thinks deeply.
Ink pokes himself.
Aoide tells you (in common), 'of course'.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'Very well, permission granted, bard'.
Katrana says, 'For my Ghost...'.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'However, I am not a ghost'.
Katrana sits down and thinks deeply.
Katrana unlocks the rune-covered trapdoor.
Aoide arrives from the west.
Katrana opens the rune-covered trapdoor.
Aoide curtseys gracefully.
You point at Aoide accusingly.
You say (in common), 'That one.'.
Katrana says, 'I believe the Cavern is better suited'.
Katrana leaves down.
Aoide leaves down.
Samiyah looks nervously into the dark portal.
> d
An Underground Cavern
[Exits: up]
The scent of wood smoke fills your nostrils as you glance about the rough-
hewn cavern surrounding you. The roof of the cave glitters with the light from
thousands of precious stones embedded deep within the rough stone, each one
catching and reflecting the light of the enormous bonfire that blazes in the
center of the cavern. Piles of furs dot the walls, some occupied by the
Huntress' minions and others empty but oddly inviting. Strings of skulls, both
animal and human, hang from the ceiling against the eastern wall, clattering
and echoing hollowly as a constant breeze emanates from deep within the
cavern. Tendrils of thorny vines writhe against the northern wall behind the
throne, occasionally offering up a glimpse of the large, black thorns that
guard the black roses the Wyldess adores.
(Invis) (Hide) (Light Red Aura) Aoide is here.
(Intense Light Red Aura) Katrana is here.
(Light Red Aura) Ink is here.
(Light Red Aura) (White Aura) Manatheren, hound of the Hunt, lays beside the Wyldess' throne.
Ink closes the rune-covered trapdoor.
Samiyah looks around, her eyes huge.
Samiyah gulps loudly.
Aoide says (in common), 'oh dear, Sami! What have I done to displease you?'.
You say (in common), 'Nothing at all, Lady Ghost.'.
You say (in common), 'in fact...'.
Manatheren watches your movement closely.
Samiyah clears her throat nervously.
Aoide says (in common), 'and don't fear Manatheran. He is kind to friends'.
Ink kicks Manatheren in the ribs and warns him.
Samiyah folds her hands, interlacing her fingers to still their shaking.
Samiyah composes herself, after one quick, flicker of a glance towards The Ghost.
Samiyah gets a wooden gourd rattle from a saddlebag.
Manatheren curls his lip at the Swish.
Samiyah flicks the rattle in a single deliberate, slow-paced stroke, the grains inside making an almost eerie sound.
Samiyah chants softly, 'Like the wind, she is unseen..'
Samiyah chants softly, 'Her presence noted by its effect on others - '
Samiyah chants softly, 'Their spirits like the branches moved in a breeze'
Samiyah flicks the rattle in a single, deliberate stroke, the grains within barely heard.
Samiyah chants quietly, 'Like a spirit, she is silent..'
Samiyah chants quietly, 'The brightness of her voice stilled,'
Samiyah chants quietly, 'Somber words chosen carefully.'
Samiyah flicks the rattle in a single, deliberate stroke, the grains scraping along the inside of the gourd.
Samiyah chants respectfully, 'Like a priestess, she is devout..'
Samiyah chants respectfully, 'Bound by the Three in sacred ritae,'
Samiyah chants respectfully, 'True knowledge of Self awakening.'
Samiyah flicks the rattle in a single, deliberate stroke, the grains whispering against one another and falling silent.
Samiyah lays a hand across her chest, modestly lowers her eyes, and curtseys.
Katrana says, 'Samiyah, that was lovely'.
Ink attempts to blink but can't... where are his eyelids?!
Aoide nods.
Aoide says (in common), 'it was indeed'.
Samiyah puts the rattle away, and again interlaces her fingers.
Ink claps at your performance.
Katrana says, 'Thank you for that performance.'.
You say (in common), 'I wanted to say thank you for all of your help'.
Aoide says (in common), 'I don't think I've ever had something written about me...'.
Aoide says (in common), 'other than the songs I write about myself'.
Aoide nods.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'ws y aunuvyes fyrvyn, z wunynw y yuyakvurf ygyer nqsuyb'.
You say (in common), 'in a way that acknowledged your .. your Quest and your spirit.'.
You say (in common), 'I'm sorry, Ink, I don't know what a fyrvyn is'.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'yv z vyeyw, ub z vys byresuw yn nqsuyb, rpyr us'.
You say (in common), 'or a nqsuyb'.
Ink says, 'Aaaaaughibbrgubugbugrguburgle!'.
Ink coughs.
Ink gargles a bit of salt water and tries again.
Ink utters the words, 'haiojzg'.
Ink snickers softly.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'You are forgiven'.
Aoide says (in common), 'Thank you, Samiyah. I am touched.'.
Katrana says, 'We're still trying to train the Swish'.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'Well done, bard'.
You smile at Aoide.
You say (in common), 'it isn't much, but..'.
Katrana nods in recognition to Ink.
Aoide says (in common), 'never say that about your craft'.
You say (in common), 'what I was reading, seemed to say that threes are special..'.
Aoide says (in common), 'a piece of one's mind and soul is much'.
You say (in common), 'so, three threes...'.
Katrana says, 'Sometimes few words speak the loudest dear one'.
You smile happily.
Katrana nods.
Aoide nods in recognition to you.
Aoide says (in common), 'you may not remember from our discussion of the Triat'.
Katrana says, 'Those numbers are very powerful to us...'.
Aoide says (in common), 'but the three need each other'.
Katrana says, 'It means alot that you noticed something so subtle'.
Samiyah nods, the movement causing her veil-charms to chime.
Aoide says (in common), 'each alone is weaker than the three together'.
Katrana nods.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'Especially the Wyld'.
Aoide says (in common), 'how observant of you, Ink'.
Katrana pouts as she glances to the painting on the west wall.
Ink says (in sahuagin), 'You're welcome'.
Aoide says (in common), 'normally, one would expect the Wyld's acolyte to claim it the strongest of all'.
You say (in common), 'anyway... I don't want to take up your time, but.. I wanted to .. to speak those words to you.'.
Aoide says (in common), 'thank you'.
> l west
The wall of the cave is dominated by a large stone bookcase. The bookcase
itself appears to be coming straight out of the stone itself, as if it were
part of the wall naturally. The shelves of the bookcase hold a few books and
trinkets. A large triptych hangs above the bookcase.
> l triptych
The painting is made up of three distinct sections, though a thread of ebon
paint runs throughout. The first painting is little more than splotches of
color, mostly crimson. The paint still looks wet and strongly resembles blood.
The final panel is covered in interlocking loops of various shades of blue.
The thin loops form a woven pattern that covers the entire panel. Explosions
of both colors line the edges of the center panel which is strangely vacant
other than the crimson and blue borders.
Ink quietly mops up his puddle in attempts to conceal his tracks.
Ink utters the words, 'sagg xa hgruqz'.
Ink seems to walk lighter.
Ink whispers, 'Shhhhhh'.
Katrana says, 'I appreciate you sharing your performance with us'.
You smile at Aoide.
Katrana creates a pair of blood-stained shears out of thin air!
Samiyah lays a hand across her chest, modestly lowers her eyes, and curtseys.
Katrana opens the rune-covered trapdoor.
You say (in common), 'by Your leave, Sayyida'.
Katrana nods.
> up
Within a Grand Hunting Lodge
[Exits: west down]
A Song For Kylor
Portobello says (in common), 'I have heard rumors of your latest work'.
You say (in common), 'Have you?'.
You say (in common), 'would you like to hear it?'.
Portobello says (in common), 'indeed'.
Portobello says (in common), 'Yes please!'.
Violaine says (in common), 'I haven't heard it.'.
Portobello says (in common), 'I am quickly becoming a fan'.
Samiyah grins mischievously.
Violaine says (in common), 'Is there going to be another performance?'.
Lore arrives from the east.
Lore rests.
Samiyah sings, 'If you dwell within these lands, you'll know of whom I speak'
Samiyah sings, 'You've seen his feats recorded, and the glory that he seeks'
Samiyah sings, 'He's capable, I'll give him that, he swings a mighty sword'
Portobello gets steak made from grave robber from bag made from avid fan hide.
Portobello gets steak made from tangle of asps from bag made from avid fan hide.
Samiyah sings, 'It's his tongue that cuts the worst, most often when he's bored'
Portobello eats steak made from tangle of asps.
Portobello eats steak made from grave robber.
Samiyah sings, 'When winning glory, he's the first, to tell you that he's best'
Samiyah sings, 'He'll take on any task or quest, pursuing without rest'
Samiyah sings, 'But the prize is not enough to salve his ego king'
Samiyah sings, 'A bard he hired - Whistler by name - his latest deeds to sing'
Samiyah sings, 'But song can cut as much as sword, and Bards can sing the truth'
Samiyah sings, 'When malice prompts his actions, then this song will bring reproof'
Samiyah sings, 'Accounting all his deeds so foul would take a day and night'
Samiyah sings, 'Of speaking swiftly, without pause, with quotes of his to cite'
Samiyah sings, 'But words of that foul nature, it is improper to say'
Samiyah sings, 'For they will earn a silence that will last more than a day'
Portobello chuckles, evidently amused.
Samiyah sings, 'His mouth is like an outhouse, and that cannot be denied'
Portobello sits back down.
Violaine raises an eyebrow.
Samiyah sings, 'His targets all who earn his ire, stretching far and wide'
Samiyah sings, 'But it was not his filthy words that earned him this bard's song'
Samiyah sings, 'It was an accusation made, a fact he got plain wrong'
Samiyah sings, 'Accusing slander, without fact, he took upon himself'
Samiyah sings, 'To interfere with this bard, that naughty little elf'
Samiyah sings, 'When corrected, he denied, she must have done that thing!'
Lore throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!
Samiyah sings, 'When proof was brought, he still abjured, so now this bard will sing.'
Samiyah sings, 'There's truth in song, that Whistler knew, recording deeds so great'
Samiyah sings, 'But Bards can sing of malice done, an instrument of Fate'
Samiyah sings, 'So sit, enjoy, and listen to this song of his great works'
Samiyah sings, 'For it will hold another truth, and sometimes truth - it hurts.'
Samiyah sings, 'In swaths of blue, he garbs himself, a ninja, he proclaims'
Samiyah sings, 'But it's his deeds, so often cruel, that his blue aura stains'
Samiyah sings, 'Why any god would want a man so often foul and loud'
Samiyah sings, 'Whose unkind words and disrespect swarm 'round him like a cloud'
Samiyah sings, 'He says that all are cheaters that are not one of his friends'
Samiyah sings, 'He mocks immortals in his name, time and time again'
Violaine gasps in astonishment.
Samiyah sings, 'He knows all that goes on inside the homes of other souls'
Samiyah sings, 'Somehow seeing miles away, and hearing thoughts and goals'
Samiyah sings, 'His bravery is plain to see, hidden beneath a tree'
Samiyah sings, 'His meteors a land to strip, their gear obtained for free'
Samiyah sings, 'His summon works with deadly speed, alas, sometimes too well'
Samiyah sings, 'His target not within his range, but still he casts the spell'
Portobello laughs.
Samiyah sings, 'He takes advantage when a bug allows him to see more'
Samiyah sings, 'And cackles loud to mock and jape as if he's keeping score'
Lore laughs.
Samiyah sings, 'A +5 girth, he eq swapped, but Nati, she saw all'
Violaine snickers softly.
Samiyah sings, 'When caught he mocked and laughed aloud, insulting Nati's call.'
Samiyah sings, '"Busted! Straight up! Caught red handed!" all admitted he'
Samiyah sings, '"It's Hunt's mud," he cried but he meant - "Rules don't apply to me!'
Lore throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!
Samiyah sings, 'And when he's caught, his flouncing off is epic in its tone'
Samiyah sings, 'Sadly though, he's always back, a dog that needs its bone
Samiyah lays a hand across her chest, modestly lowers her eyes, and curtseys.
Portobello laughs.
Portobello shows his approval by clapping his hands together.
Portobello is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it.
Violaine shows her approval by clapping her hands together.
Violaine shows her approval by clapping her hands together.
Violaine shows her approval by clapping her hands together.
Violaine is so excited that she cheers just for the hell of it.
Portobello says (in common), 'Well done, bard!'.
Lore gives you 50000 gold.
Violaine bows before you.
Portobello gets the folded scroll from bag made from avid fan hide.
You say (in common), 'It will likely get me killed and blacklisted '.
Lore says (in common), 'very nice'.
Samiyah covers her mouth with one hand as she gasps in surprise.
Portobello gives you the folded scroll.
You thank Lore heartily.
You say (in common), 'thank you!!'.
Violaine gives you 1000 gold.
You blink.
> memo scroll
It is beyond your current ability to master.
You say (in common), 'thank you!'.
Violaine says (in common), 'Wonderful. I am your newest fan.'.
Violaine shakes your hand.
Lore says (in common), 'lovely song Sam'.
Portobello gives you 2500 gold.
Portobello gets steak made from Khali from bag made from Guido hide.
Portobello gives you steak made from Khali.
You giggle.
You thank Portobello heartily.
Lore throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!
You say (in common), 'Why thank you!'.
Lore claps at Portobello's performance.
Portobello says (in common), 'i have 2 more'.
Portobello grins evilly.
-May 27, 2012.
Ode To A Mushroom
june 9 2012
The Kitchen
[Exits: west]
Any experienced adventurer can tell you that it isn't always easy to
find food. For new adventurers this task is even more difficult.
Originally this room was built to feed those adventurers who could not
do it for themselves. Dues negotiations with guild members forced
cutbacks in the staff and building maintenance so that all that is left
now is a fountain where you can still get a drink.
A small white fountain gushes forth here.
You gossip (in common), 'Bardic Performance in the Kitchen!'.
You gossip (in common), '"Ode to a Mushroom"'.
Lexie arrives from the west.
Lexie is so excited that she cheers just for the hell of it.
Lexie rests.
Shilea rests.
Samiyah clears her throat.
Someone juggles the head of Ladislaw, the Chocolate Maker.
You say (in common), 'Ode to a Mushroom!'.
Lexie gasps in astonishment.
You say (in common), 'Lo! Behold the Mushroom!'.
You get a Magic Mushroom from bag made from Samiyah hide.
You say (in common), 'Pungent and flavorful, it is the food of the Gods,'.
You say (in common), 'Springing forth unseeded from earth or stone at clerical whim'.
You say (in common), 'Bringing sustinance and succor to empty bellies the world over'.
You say (in common), 'Hail the shitaki!'.
Samiyah shakes the mushroom, scattering spores everywhere.
You say (in common), 'Lo! Behold its tastiness!'.
You say (in common), 'Stout and meaty, it is favored by many races:'.
You say (in common), 'Coveted by Dwarves, spitted on sticks, roasted, strung on string'.
You say (in common), 'Stolen by Halflings, raised in beds within secret tunnels'.
You say (in common), 'Hail the button!'.
Samiyah gets a string of mushrooms from a bag of Faile hide.
Samiyah pops one into her mouth.
You say (in common), 'Lo! The Mushroom!'.
Shilea looks at Lexie.
You say (in common), 'Divine in its succulence, reknowned for its tastiness'.
You say (in common), 'Known the world round as the savior of the starving'.
You say (in common), 'Yet somehow: Embodied, ambulatory, and kind - '.
You say (in common), 'Hail the Portobello!'.
Samiyah grins.
DarkClaw arrives from the west.
Lexie is so excited that she cheers just for the hell of it.
You say (in common), 'Dedicated to a most kind and generous mushroom, the Hunter Portobello'.
DarkClaw smiles happily.
Shilea is so excited that she cheers just for the hell of it.
Shilea shows her approval by clapping her hands together.
Shilea claps at your performance.
Shilea says (in common), 'Well done!'.
Samiyah blushes, and checks the position of her veil, to ensure it is modestly in place.
Lexie showers you with confetti!
Lexie says (in common), 'good job!'.
You say (in common), 'well. I just wanted to say thank you to him. Wherever he is.'.
You say (in common), 'He's very sneaky, that mushroom'.
You say (in common), 'comes from growing in the dark, I suspect'.
You say (in common), 'here, then gone..'.
Shilea stands up.
Shilea nods.
You say (in common), 'like a fungal ninja.'.
Samiyah nods, the movement causing her veil-charms to chime.
(end log)