[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Monster Elec, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Rehlyn grins.

The final words of Buluc's song fade even as they glide into the air.

Dragaus stops you from following him.

Sturm bows to Gyfford.

Dragaus stands near Gyfford.

Ephic kneels down before Gyfford.

Maesyrra joins Cristalyn's group.


Cristalyn kneels down before Gyfford.


Erieck kneels down.


Klines doffs his bowler hat at Fariden.

Xixist bows to Gyfford.

You see Baron Gyfford Theren, a Human Paladin.
Curly, ash-blonde hair has been pulled back and tied with gold cord. A few sun-streaked strands that refuse to be tamed, escape to frame his ruggedly handsome face. Deep-set sapphire eyes are flecked with gold, glinting like the reflected rays of a setting sun on a calm blue sea. His chiseled jaw supports a regal nose and generous mouth. He has an athletic build, carrying himself with the confidence of one used to bearing the burdens of a province on his broad shoulders.
He is tall for a Human.
He is in his prime for a Human.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a hammered gold circlet set with a single cabochon bloodgem, a General's badge, a finely woven white stormsilk shirt, a royal blue velvet tunic embroidered with a subtle pattern of entwined lions along the edges, a suit of gold-washed field plate armor, an ornate white gold ring with the Baronial seal of Therengia carved into a massive square cut bloodgem, a double-wrapped black leather sword belt riveted with wrought gold stars and lion head medallions, a black spidersilk hip pouch with a gold knotwork clasp, some black leather pants fastened with gold buckles and some supple black leather riding boots.

Maesyrra kneels down before Gyfford.

Sturm bows to Larohald.

Erieck bows to Gyfford.

Ternith moves over to guard Gyfford.

Felicini kneels down before Gyfford.

Dragaus moves over to guard Gyfford.

Rehlyn kneels down.

Kenamer kneels down before Gyfford.

Auradric kneels down before Gyfford.

Scyte kneels down before Gyfford.

You bow to Gyfford.

Isleif stands near a bejeweled throne.

Raggard joins Cristalyn's group.

Ternith kneels down before Gyfford.

With a graceful movement of her hands, Kintalia lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Gyfford.

Isharon sweeps a lofty helm graced with moonsilver wings off her head and in front of her in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Gyfford at the same time.

Sturm bows to Isleif.

Enalen drops to one knee before Gyfford, bowing her head in deference.

Rehlyn puts his ale in his leather pack.

Buluc kneels down before Gyfford.

Ronicoregest kneels down before Gyfford.

With a graceful movement of her hands, Ruea lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Gyfford.

Scyte joins Cristalyn's group.

Raggard bows to Gyfford.

Isharon kneels down before Gyfford.

Rehlyn bows to Gyfford.

Felicini joins Cristalyn's group.

Klines doffs his bowler hat at Gyfford.

Slowly, the determination burning within you ebbs, the fierce pounding of your heart gradually subsiding.




Fariden kneels down before Gyfford.




Gyfford says, "Rise."








Scyte stands up.

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Kenamer stands up.


Erieck stands up.


Maesyrra stands up.


Ephic stands up.


You bow to Isleif.

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Rehlyn stands up.


Raggard kneels down before Gyfford.


Auradric stands up.


Buluc stands up.


Felicini stands up.


[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith who is kneeling, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest who is kneeling, Paymaster Raggard who is kneeling, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen who is kneeling, Monster Elec, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden who is kneeling, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon who is kneeling, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn who is kneeling, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Fariden stands up.


Mijei bows to Gyfford.





Ternith stands up.



Ephic joins Cristalyn's group.


Raggard stands up.


Enalen stands up.







Enalen stands near Erieck.

Ronicoregest stands up.




Rehlyn's ring stretches and reverts to its spider form before skittering to his leather pack and enshrouding it in webbing.
[afk]: look
Auradric joins Cristalyn's group.


Cristalyn stands up.


[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Monster Elec, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon who is kneeling, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.











Cristalyn snaps to attention and hails Larohald with a crisp hand salute.

Ronicoregest stands near Auradric.





Erieck clasps Enalen's hand tenderly.



Kenamer clasps Sturm's hand tenderly.





Cristalyn snaps to attention and hails Isleif with a crisp hand salute.



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is paying excruciatingly close attention to your lesson, staring at you in unflinching wonder and admiration.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Mystylaine smiles as your lesson brings her observations into sharp, crystal-clear focus.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.

Erieck clasps Mijei's hand tenderly.







Felicini snaps to attention and hails Larohald with a crisp hand salute.












Raggard snaps to attention and hails Isleif with a crisp hand salute.

Kenamer bows to Larohald.


Erieck snaps to attention and hails Isleif with a crisp hand salute.

Felicini snaps to attention and hails Isleif with a crisp hand salute.






Isharon stands up.



Kenamer bows to Isleif.

Erieck snaps to attention and hails Larohald with a crisp hand salute.





Auradric snaps to attention and hails Isleif with a crisp hand salute.





Scyte snaps to attention and hails Larohald with a crisp hand salute.

Raggard snaps to attention and hails Larohald with a crisp hand salute.





Scyte snaps to attention and hails Isleif with a crisp hand salute.





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You see Lord Chamberlain Isleif Dunshade, a Human.
Isleif has green eyes. His light brown hair is short and wavy, and is worn loose. He has fair skin and a lean build.
He is a bit over average height for a Human.
He appears to be in his prime.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a kyanite gwethdesuan, a tailored burgundy velvet doublet with gold-hemmed slashing revealing a ivory linen shirt beneath, a suit of blackened chain mail trimmed with a row of gold links, a thumb ring of hammered gold etched with the seal of Therengia, a glaes signet ring embellished with the crest of House Dunshade, a double-wrapped leather sword belt studded with nightfire opals, a burgundy leather hip pouch with a diamond and opal clasp, some black leather pants and some polished black leather riding boots.

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You see Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald Trigomas, a Human Paladin.
Gilded in silver, his thick russet hair is kept short in a precision cut. His pale skin remains youthful, despite the creases bestowed by time at each corner of his strict, aquamarine eyes. A slightly crooked aquiline nose, appearing to have been broken more than once, sits above his unsympathetic mouth and strong, angular jaw. Broad shoulders and a stocky build give him the posture of a man who is a force to be reckoned with.
He is over average height and venerable for a Human.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a finely tailored white silk shirt, some enameled black armor painted with the crest of House Trigomas, some black steel gauntlets with spiked knuckle guards and serrated cuffs, a kertig ring set with a massive cloud ruby, a gold ring bearing the crest of House Trigomas accented with a winter emerald, a belt of carved ivory linked with cabochon emeralds, a polished ebony scabbard inlaid with bands of jade, a black leather hip pouch with a gold and emerald clasp, some forest green doeskin breeches and some rich black riding boots with ornamental spurs.

Gyfford says, "Let us start with my orders and plans for the brigades."




Kenamer bows to Nythaniel.





Rairken snaps to attention and hails Larohald with a crisp hand salute.

Nythaniel nods politely.










Rairken snaps to attention and hails Isleif with a crisp hand salute.
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You see Provincial Scribe Nythaniel Kavale of Therengia, a Human.
Nythaniel has piercing blue-green eyes and an aquiline nose. His blonde-streaked dark brown hair is long and wavy. He has deeply tanned skin and a brawny build.
He is very tall for a Human.
He appears to be an adult.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a sleek ebony writing quill with a gilded nib in his right hand and a gilded leather journal in his left.
He is wearing an oddly-shaped key strung on a golden chain, a polished leather morawen with a damascened greatsword secured to it, a mahogany documents case secured with a brass lock, a leather travel pack, a pristine white cotton shirt with an embroidered grey placket, a golden brocade robe with braided epaulets, some aged leathers embossed across the back with the Therengian provincial crest, a triangular sipar etched with the Therengian provincial crest, a glaes signet ring set with a brilliant Gemfire ruby, a pair of pale grey suede pants and a pair of black suede boots accented with gold buckles at the ankles.



Cristalyn nods to Gyfford.

Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.


Nythaniel jots down some notes.











[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Monster Elec, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.










Gyfford says, "For lack of activity the cavalry is suspended."








You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.











Gyfford says, "The Barons Own suspended."







Nythaniel jots down some notes.





















Elec folds his arms across his chest.













Enalen studies the faces around her.


















[afk]: look

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Monster Elec, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.







Gyfford says, "The Watch reinstated if I can have some assurances of it's ongoing active participation."








You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.





Ternith nods to Gyfford.








Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Xixist smiles.









Sturm smiles.




Ternith says, "We are active and growing M'lord."






Gyfford nods.


































Gyfford says, "For now that leaves the Watch and the two orders."








[afk]: look

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Monster Elec, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.








Elec just left.










You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.



















Gyfford says, "Which brings me to an old and tired topic."





















Gyfford says, "Working together."



Nythaniel jots down some notes.

You notice Rairken attempting to conceal his spell preparations.
Rairken assumes a rigid stance, concentrating on something.
































Gyfford says, "If you cast here I assure you that you will not like the outcome."









You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.














Gyfford says, "Back to working together."















































Gyfford says, "I have given orders before that the brigades and orders should work together to protect the keep the lands and it's citizens."















Gyfford says, "That has not changed."

Nythaniel jots down some notes.




You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.






Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.
[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






Nythaniel jots down some notes.











































Gyfford says, "I do not want to hear of another incident where someone is claiming to have more right."



















Gyfford asks, "Am I clear?"





Ternith nods to Gyfford.






You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.

Cristalyn softly says, "Yes M'Lord."

Xixist nods to Gyfford.


Isharon tilts her head inquisitively.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.
[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






















Gyfford says, "Good then I won't have to say it ever again."















Larohald snorts, loudly.














Dragaus appears to be trying hard not to grin.




Nythaniel jots down some notes.







Ruea chuckles.























You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.


Dragaus nods to Ruea.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






Baronial Guardsman Dragaus strides down.




Klines nods at Kintalia, obviously agreeing with her views.







Gyfford ponders.




Gyfford says, "Ternith."









Ternith asks, "Yes M'Lord?"



Ternith angles his ears forward in curiosity.









Nythaniel jots down some notes.














Gyfford says, "You want to continue so I am trusting you to do so."























Ternith says, "I will not let you down. Thank you for your mercy."



Nythaniel jots down some notes.



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.





Ternith bows to Gyfford.
[afk]: look
Baronial Guardsman Dragaus strides down.


[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.


















Dragaus stands near Gyfford.





Dragaus moves over to guard Gyfford.













Gyfford says, "There is now more ground to cover due to the suspensions...see to it."








Dragaus moves into position to block attacks against Gyfford!

Gyfford nods.

Ruea stands near Elec.








Ternith nods to Gyfford.







Nythaniel jots down some notes.




Elec clasps Ruea's hand tenderly.




















You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Mystylaine smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.





Erieck strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

Gyfford says, "Viggu."
[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.











Dragaus frowns.












Cristalyn frowns.





Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.


Kenamer frowns.

Elec begins to listen to Ruea teach the Athletics skill.


Xixist squints.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Kaelie wrinkles her nose.







Maesyrra shifts her weight.

Rehlyn mutters to himself.

Enalen ponders.



Sturm shifts his weight.












Kintalia casually observes the area.
gaze at gyf in thou
You gaze thoughtfully at Gyfford.























Gyfford says, "It seems that the death of the elpalzi leader has not slowed down Viggus quest to gain power through the stones some how."









You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.

Mystylaine carefully removes a good-sized charcoal-grey jumping spider from her shoulder.





Mystylaine fumbles with a jumping spider and a beaded-deerskin haversack, trying to get the spider into the container. The spider clings to her fingers, apparently not liking the looks of the haversack.

[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.












Mystylaine fumbles with a jumping spider and a wrist purse, trying to get the spider into the container. The spider clings to her fingers, apparently not liking the looks of the purse.






Kenamer nods in agreement.



Xixist strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.










Nythaniel jots down some notes.
































Gyfford says, "We need to keep a closer eye on them."









Gyfford says, "And him."













Cristalyn nods.



Erieck nods.



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Cristalyn raises her hand.
[afk]: look

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.













Elec wears his blank mask, hiding his face from view.


































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[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.









[General][Dayleon] "Anyone know of a snowbeast sausage party?"















Gyfford says, "I have plans for him but I am still in the discussion stage with the council."









Rehlyn's amulet shudders and assumes its spider form before skittering to his finger where, with a rapid exudation of webbing, it forms itself into a ring and freezes in place.


You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.

Cristalyn nods.





Gyfford says, "There will be more information to follow."

[General][Dulan] "I got Snowbeast stew here"

[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.









Nythaniel jots down some notes.
























Grakraw begins to listen to Ruea teach the Athletics skill.




















Gyfford says, "I think we have had more than enough of him."









Ternith nods.





Erieck smiles.

[General][Embrace] "I have a blood sausage"






Kenamer nods at Gyfford, obviously agreeing with his views.

Erieck nods.







Kenamer nods to Erieck.



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.





[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






Enalen smiles.




[General][Elec] "See an empath."









Rehlyn slowly empties his lungs.







Mystylaine smiles.










[General][Maykima] "not sure I'd touch that..."

















Nythaniel licks a sleek ebony writing quill with a gilded nib.



You've gained a new rank in your scholastic ability.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.





















mychar is thinking Viggu lasted this long. Getting rid of him will be easier said than done.

Mazrian is thinking Viggu lasted this long. Getting rid of him will be easier said than done.





You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

[General][Brennarose] "I am not touching any of those thoughts, it's almost too easy!"










Gyfford says, "I will hear petitions and reports now give your names to my scribe."














Nythaniel smiles.

Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.



















Ronicoregest adjusts his chain gauntlets.









Nythaniel nods to Cristalyn.





























You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






Ruea smiles at Nythaniel.

Ronicoregest pulls off some blackened chain gauntlets tipped in silver claws from his hands.











Mijei pats a strand of lustrous crystal beads graced with delicate velvet nightflowers.

Ronicoregest puts his gauntlets in his oilcloth rucksack.







Korutu runs his fingers lightly over his aformosia wristcuff, and it shines brightly for a moment. Suddenly, a ham and bean sandwich on a toasted roll appears in his hand!



[General][Embrace] "it's from Sunfell Hub.. some people like them. Hi Brenna!!"



















Korutu takes a bite of the sandwich.
















[General][Dayleon] "Brenna, you need to. You know it's a scratch that needs to be itched!"






Larohald says, "I suggest you stop eating."












Larohald smiles.



[General][Brennarose] "hey Embrace! Step away from the sausage!"








[General][Gabellia] "Heya Brenna! We wuz just talkin bout you."




You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.















Larohald says, "Before you get an upset stomach."





Klines nods to Kintalia.
















[General][Hoger] "I am having difficult time resisting. But promise to be good"





Korutu says, "Hearin you talk is pretty upsetting as is maybe you are right."

Korutu nods to Larohald.














[General][Aayveia] "I don't have enough smashers in my bag....guess I just need to pick one"


Cristalyn looks at Korutu and coughs.

Klines gives Nythaniel a slight nod.


Kenamer glances at Korutu.













Gyfford says, "You may leave."

(Mijei's eyes widen slightly.)



Gyfford says, "Now."





Auradric's tail undulates in an agitated fashion.






rub maz neck


You rub your neck.

Kenamer moves into position to block attacks against Larohald!

[Trade][Aurayn] "it was all good Brenna"




You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Fearless Korutu, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.









Gyfford says, "Or I wil have you removed."

[General][Aurayn] "it was all good Brenna"







Maesyrra gazes at Korutu.




Dragaus grabs Korutu's arm and drags him down with him.


Klines gives Kintalia a slight nod.










Gyfford nods.




Dragaus stands near Gyfford.




Gyfford says, "Like that."







Kenamer smiles at Gyfford.
peer down
You peer down and see ...

[Theren Keep, Great Hall]
Seven columns span the chamber in a vast semi-circle of burnished black marble, the middle three curving around a broad dais while the outer pairs brace high, spectacular balconies. Striking blue-gold banners and silken tapestries proclaim the royal colors of Therengia, but these minor ornaments pale before the tiled dome ceiling and a massive, seven-sided table which dominates the great hall.
You also see a flower arch of fairy fern twined with white roses, orange blossoms and stephanotis, some scissor chairs positioned around the table, a swinging deobar door, a well-lit corridor and an ornate gilded birdcage on a jewel-encrusted stand.
Also here: Fearless Korutu.
Obvious exits: out.






[General][Dayleon] "or was it?"





















Enalen lets out a long, contemplative breath.









You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.



[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.





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[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Kenamer says to Larohald, "My lord."




Kenamer bows to Larohald.





















Kenamer adjusts his damite armor into place.


















Dragaus casually observes the area.

















Rehlyn's ring shudders and assumes its spider form before skittering to his neck where, with a rapid exudation of webbing, it forms itself into an amulet and freezes in place.









You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.





Nythaniel smiles at Kintalia.
[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.































Kaelie rubs your left hand.








Gyfford leans back.









Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.



queue

Referrals pending: 2.
Premium assists pending: 0.
Assists pending: 1.
Free assists pending: 0.












Nythaniel says, "Cristalyn of the Theren Guard would like to speak."


Ruea smiles.

Nythaniel nods politely to Cristalyn.




Gyfford nods.

Enalen smiles at Mijei.


Cristalyn nods.






Cristalyn curtsies to Gyfford.


You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Mystylaine seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.







Cristalyn softly says, "Your Grace."
[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.










Your body is no longer imbued with Fire.

Cristalyn softly says, "On the subject of Viggu."















Nythaniel jots down some notes.






Cristalyn softly says, "I would just like to report that various Guard members have stood guard at the stones."













Cristalyn softly says, "Since the orcs were discovered digging at them."







Cristalyn softly says, "There have been no further events or sightings."

Gyfford nods.










Cristalyn softly says, "And no Viggu sightings either."








Erieck nods to Cristalyn.






Cristalyn curtsies to Gyfford.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.




You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.









Gyfford says, "Perhaps he crawled into the hole and pulled the dirt in after him."









Cristalyn smiles at Gyfford.

Ternith smirks.








Cristalyn softly says, "That would be pleasurable."



Raggard chuckles.










Gyfford says, "But unlikely."





Cristalyn nods.












Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Nythaniel chuckles.



















You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






Gyfford says, "Work out a regular but not onerous patrol with the watch."











Cristalyn softly says, "Yes M'Lord."

Ternith nods.






































Nythaniel nods to Kenamer.









Gyfford says, "We can't predict what he will do and I don't want you only there if he is attacking elsewhere."

Cristalyn softly asks, "On that subject?"



Kenamer nods to Nythaniel.







Erieck nods to Enalen.


You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.


Cristalyn nods to Gyfford.




Cristalyn softly says, "Thank you, Your Grace."

Gyfford says, "Go on."
[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.













Cristalyn softly says, "I'm finished."








Cristalyn blushes a bright red color.

Cristalyn grins at Gyfford.



Gyfford says, "Very well."





Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.













































You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.



Raggard smiles at Cristalyn.



[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.











Nythaniel says, "Mazrian would like to speak."





Nythaniel nods politely to you.






nod nyth

Gyfford says, "Very well."

You nod to Nythaniel.




"My Lord.
You say, "My Lord."










[Local][Eikhan] "Is there an empath near Lang willing to take my scrapes and bruises as their own?"





































You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.




"During the fight to take Sorrow's Keep, there were many acts of conspicuous and reckless bravery. I would like to commend two of the Paladins here tonight for that.
You say, "During the fight to take Sorrow's Keep, there were many acts of conspicuous and reckless bravery. I would like to commend two of the Paladins here tonight for that."
[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.





















Gyfford nods.





Kintalia ponders.







Kintalia gives Nythaniel a slight nod.















Nythaniel smiles.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.

















"Sir Kenamer and Sir Sturm joined a half dozen fighters and myself in fighting up through the Keep. They were the tip of the spear and cover for several combatants who couldn't have survived without their shields. They showed skill and bravery, and upheld the high standards and martial traditions Therengia has been known for.
You say, "Sir Kenamer and Sir Sturm joined a half dozen fighters and myself in fighting up through the Keep. They were the tip of the spear and cover for several combatants who couldn't have survived without their shields. They showed skill and bravery, and upheld the high standards and martial traditions Therengia has been known for."





You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Mystylaine seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.





Sturm blushes a bright red color.

[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






Cristalyn praises Kenamer.

Kenamer blinks at you.





Cristalyn praises Sturm.





Kenamer blushes a bright red color.







Raggard nods to you.

Rairken adds to Sturm's praises.






Erieck ponders.

Rairken praises Kenamer.

Sturm bows.

Felicini continues to praise Sturm.

Sturm blushes a bright red color.





Xixist smiles.

Felicini praises Kenamer.
"I was proud to fight beside them and I'm proud to praise them now.
You say, "I was proud to fight beside them and I'm proud to praise them now."



Mystylaine smiles at Sturm.








Rairken praises you.

Ternith praises Kenamer.







Sturm shifts his weight.

Ternith praises Sturm.






Gyfford says, "Outstanding."





Cristalyn smiles at you.








bow
You bow.









Gyfford says, "We thank you for telling us."


You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.





Nythaniel smiles.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.
[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.















Sturm says to you, "Thank you Sir."

Gyfford says, "Sirs."








Gyfford stands up.


smile stur
You smile at Sturm.




Xixist smiles.


Gyfford says, "I salute you."

Kenamer says to you, "You are far to kind Sir."




Rehlyn grins.


Dragaus smiles.




Gyfford raises his hand in a quick salute.

Kaelie rubs your left hand.





Kaelie smiles.

Sturm snaps to attention and hails Gyfford with a crisp hand salute.









Dragaus raises his hand in a quick salute.





Xixist snaps to attention and hails Kenamer with a crisp hand salute.

Kenamer snaps to attention and hails Gyfford with a crisp hand salute.

Gyfford sits down on the bejeweled throne.





Sturm snaps to attention and hails Dragaus with a crisp hand salute.

Xixist snaps to attention and hails Sturm with a crisp hand salute.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.










Cristalyn looks at Kenamer and applauds!


You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.


Gyfford says, "I shall keep this in mind for the future."

Cristalyn looks at Sturm and applauds!



[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.









Maesyrra smiles.

Larohald nods.

Dragaus nods.



Sturm snaps to attention and hails Xixist with a crisp hand salute.







Larohald says, "Well done lads."




Nythaniel jots down some notes.




Erieck nods to Enalen.










Kenamer bows to Larohald.

















Kenamer pats Sturm on the back.



















Gyfford says, "Thank you Mazrian."






nod gyf


You nod to Gyfford.

Gyfford nods.

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Mystylaine smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.





[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.












Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.







Nythaniel says, "Ruea would like to speak."

Raggard nods.





Nythaniel nods politely to Ruea.




Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Gyfford says, "Very well."









Nythaniel smiles.









Ruea says, "Thank you for allowing me a moment of your time. It was requested that I read this letter on behalf of Perune, who currently stands watch over the Standing Stones and as such could not attend this evening."
















Cristalyn nods to you.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Gyfford nods.


Ruea smiles demurely as she draws a neatly folded piece of parchment from her purse. She opens it carefully, inclining her head slightly as she begins to read.





Gyfford says, "Proceed."



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.






Ruea says, "To His Grace, Gyfford Theren, Baron of Therengia:."
[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.











Nythaniel gazes at Ruea.


Ruea says, "Over the past few years I have had the honor of fighting alongside many of your countrymen while combating the Elpalzi threat to my homeland. Your people have always demonstrated a level of valor and principles that is of the highest standards."










Nythaniel jots down some notes.








Ruea says, "In more recent months, I have spoken with your advisor Liurilias regarding specific troubles with the Elpalzi, and was always pleasantly surprised by the continuous amount of work he did to find those who could offer Zoluren assistance."
















Ruea says, "I would like to thank Hammerfist and Nimthiriel for their kindness to me during my months at the Standing Stones."






Nythaniel jots down some notes.






Kenamer nods to you.

Ruea says, "I would also like to thank Somniumvisum, Kenamer and Sturm for reaching out to me and assisting us in our final battle with Alret."







Cristalyn smiles.




Gyfford nods.

Ruea says, "It is said that the stance a commander s men will adopt is the stance a commander himself takes. There is nowhere this is more true than Therengia."

Rairken nods to Sturm.



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.





[afk]: look





[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Ruea says, "I thank you, Your Grace, for fostering a nation with a great sense of responsibility and integrity. A nation that has always been willing to rush forth and help their neighbors, and preserve what is good in our world."

Nythaniel jots down some notes.

















Ruea says, "I wish you and your people the best, for time eternal."

Cristalyn smiles at Ruea.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.


Ruea says, "Signed, Perune Nocarrain. Warrior Mage of Zoluren."






Nythaniel jots down some notes.







Klines nods in agreement.

Dragaus gives a slight nod.

(Ruea concludes her reading, then pauses a moment before folding the letter and placing it back in her purse.)














Ruea says, "I thank you again for your time, and will happily relay any instructions or comments you would wish for him to hear."


Nythaniel jots down some notes.




Ruea curtsies gracefully.















Gyfford says, "I can only hope that I can live up to such praise but I know my people do."

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Mystylaine unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.







Gyfford nods.
[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Ruea smiles at Gyfford.

Enalen smiles.



Nythaniel smiles.


Nythaniel jots down some notes.


















Ruea says, "I have no doubt, your Grace."

















Gyfford says, "There are no more loyal and brave people on the face of the world."

[General][Synamon] "is the gumbo for after the meeting or can I have some now please?"






Gyfford nods.









Nythaniel smiles.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.






Gyfford says, "Thank him for his gracious letter."

Ruea smiles.






[General][Kindelwyn] "You can have whatever you want."





Ruea says, "As you wish, my lord."



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.






Nythaniel jots down some notes.


Gyfford says, "And tell him that he is welcome at my court."
[afk]: look






Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.



Nythaniel jots down some notes.






Ruea smiles.

[General][Synamon] "excellent! "



Ruea says, "That will please him."
















[General][Kindelwyn] "And hello Syn!"













Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.





Nythaniel gazes at his journal.









[General][Synamon] "Hi Kindel! "


Nythaniel says, "Elec would like to speak, Your Grace."







Nythaniel nods politely to Elec.


Gyfford says, "Very well."

Nythaniel jots down some notes.





Elec nods to Nythaniel.







You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.



Nythaniel smiles.



[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Elec says, "Your Grace."
















Isharon carefully examines her clockwork shark.




Elec says, "Mine is a simple petition."

































Nythaniel jots down some notes.



Rehlyn's amulet stretches and reverts to its spider form before skittering to his cambrinth-link choker and enshrouding it in webbing.

Elec says, "I'd really only like for you to entertain building a bridge through Rossmans, in place of the rope that people use now."









Gyfford says, "Ahh."




You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.




Dragaus chuckles.




Cristalyn grins at Elec.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.
[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Ternith grins.

Kenamer grins at Elec.






Gyfford asks, "Do you know why we keep it like that?"

Elec says, "It would still be a viable tactical bottleneck in any sort."





Cristalyn softly asks Elec, "Don' tlike the breeze eh?"




Rehlyn smirks.









Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Rairken grins.


Enalen grins.




Gyfford says, "A rope can be cut on a moments notice."



Elec says, "It's the time that I mind, not the breeze."















Elec says, "So can a rope bridge."















Gyfford says, "But."








Elec says, "Or perhaps a second rope..."







You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.






Gyfford says, "That particular rope is Lord Rossmans."
[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.




Nythaniel jots down some notes.





Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.








Nythaniel licks a sleek ebony writing quill with a gilded nib.


Nythaniel jots down some notes.
































[Trade][Adamantavious] "Any skilled Tinkerer type personage of skill renown abouts for some work"











Gyfford says, "We will see to it that he hears your request."

Elec says, "Hey, if you've got your reasons, it is what it is. I just thought I'd add another voice to the din."









Gyfford nods.

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.





[afk]: look






Ruea chuckles.

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Cristalyn smiles at Kintalia.



Cristalyn nods to Kintalia.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.








Kintalia nods graciously at Cristalyn, giving her a polite smile.












Larohald says, "One usually doesn't adress the baron with ..hey."









Elec nods to Larohald.





Cristalyn grins at Larohald.








Nythaniel jots down some notes.











Isleif folds his arms across his chest.






Gyfford chuckles.







You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.






[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.








Gyfford says, "I can live with the hey."








Elec smiles.


Raggard smiles.

Elec nods to Gyfford.




Nythaniel grins.


Nythaniel jots down some notes.







Xixist smiles quietly to himself.
























Gyfford says, "I will speak to Lord Rossman at the next council meeting."




Kaelie bats her eyes at you.






Kaelie smiles at you.









You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.



Elec says, "My thanks your Grace."




Gyfford says, "But if possible he is more gruff than my Hand."

Nythaniel jots down some notes.
[afk]: look







[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.




Gyfford says, "We will see."











Nythaniel nods to Cristalyn.





Larohald snorts, loudly.

















Cristalyn nods to Nythaniel.

Larohald says, "I am not gruff Lord I'm old."









Nythaniel jots down some notes.





Erieck nods to Larohald.


Larohald says, "And I have little use for bad manners."




Xixist smiles.

Kenamer grins at Larohald.





Larohald fixes Elec with a frank, even stare.








Dragaus shifts his weight.



Nythaniel jots down some notes.


You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.





[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.











Gyfford pats Larohald on the back.









Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.















Nythaniel gazes at his journal.







Nythaniel says, "Klines would like to speak."





Nythaniel jots down some notes.




Elec grins.

Nythaniel nods politely to Klines.


Gyfford says, "Proceed."






















Klines tugs at the bottom of his military-style jacket, adjusting the fit.


You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.






[afk]: look





[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Klines says, "Baron, please allow me to start by saying thank you for allowing citizens of other provinces to be in attendance. One thinks that recent times have proven that all citizens of Elanthia must work together to combat the threats that seem to have no end."












[Trade][Adamantavious] "Tanath?"





Nythaniel smiles.

Kintalia nods at Klines, obviously agreeing with his views.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.


Elec folds his arms across his chest.





















Klines asks, "Earlier, you stated that you had plans for Viggu and while I do wish to pry into those plans, I do have a question I feel is of importance. Before Alret fell at the Battle of the Reach, it was known that he colluded to some degree with Viggu. Perune, who's letter you recently heard read, is an associate of mine and one question we have both wondered is who gave information to whom. Do you have any information you are able to share regarding if Viggu told Alret to dig at the Stones or if Alret told Viggu to dig?"






























You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.


Klines tilts his head inquisitively.




Nythaniel jots down some notes.

[afk]: look





[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Gyfford glances at Larohald.




Rehlyn raises an eyebrow.





Isharon gives Klines a slight nod.
























Larohald says, "No we are not privy to who sent the first love note."










Klines gives a slight nod.












Enalen appears to be trying hard not to grin.









Larohald says, "But since Viggu casn't write.."








Kenamer laughs!

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Mystylaine seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.








[General][Sophrona] "Clerics and Empaths await your death or wounds, in that order, in the Gathering Hall of Clerics Guild"


Larohald says, "One has to wonder who wrote for him."

Kenamer coughs.

Felicini grins.

Kintalia appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Sturm smiles.

Kenamer blushes a bright red color.

[afk]: look





[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.



Raggard chuckles.






Xixist ponders.







Klines asks, "Is it agreed it is an important detail? If Viggu told Alret to dig at the Stones, that seems to open up several disquieting possibilities, yeah?"






Nythaniel jots down some notes.
















Larohald says, "Oh yes and who else is in on it."














Nythaniel jots down some notes.














Larohald says, "He for certain could not send an orc as a messenger."










You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Mystylaine listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.







Larohald says, "So who else..."

Nythaniel jots down some notes.

[afk]: look





[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Xixist says, "Iazen should be watched."



Nythaniel ponders.





find navesi

There are no adventurers in the realms that match the names specified.

The syntax for this command is:
FIND [player 1] [player 2] ... [player 9]
It provides a list of those players who are in the realms.



find iazen

There are no adventurers in the realms that match the names specified.

The syntax for this command is:
FIND [player 1] [player 2] ... [player 9]
It provides a list of those players who are in the realms.




Nythaniel frowns.



Klines gazes at Xixist in wonder.

Xixist coughs.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Larohald says, "These are matters we are discussing in council."




Cristalyn softly asks Xixist, "He was released, aye?"





Klines gives Larohald a slight nod.



Gyfford nods to Larohald.




















Klines says to Gyfford, "Thank you for hearing my question."

Erieck nods to Mystylaine.







Nythaniel jots down some notes.






Gyfford nods.









You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Mystylaine is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.



Auradric's tail undulates passively just above the ground.




Mystylaine curtsies gracefully to Gyfford.

Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.

Xixist nods to Cristalyn.

[afk]: look





[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Charmer Mystylaine, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Charmer Mystylaine sashays down.





Nythaniel gazes at his journal.







Xixist says, "All ten."







Nythaniel says, "Kenamer would like to speak, Your Grace."


Nythaniel nods politely to Kenamer.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.

[General][Sophrona] "First deader or wounded wins a kiss from thier choice of beauties and gallant gentlemen!"






Gyfford says, "Proceed."




Erieck smiles at Enalen.





































You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.



Kenamer says, "Your grace, Since the battle in Sorrow's Keep I have spent much time in the tunnels of Viggu's lair."





[afk]: look





[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.



















Kenamer says, "As well as the Standing stones since the Orc was seen there digging."








Dragaus raises an eyebrow.





Larohald asks, "You can't smell bad things?"













Nythaniel appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.




Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.










Kenamer says, "I have yet to find any way to penitrate the sealed door there."

Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Gyfford chuckles.








You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.






[afk]: look






[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






















Kenamer says to Larohald, "I bring with me laundry clips for my nose my Lord."


Nythaniel jots down some notes.










Gyfford says, "I have wondered if that door is but a distraction."








Rehlyn's ring stretches and reverts to its spider form before skittering to his white tabard and enshrouding it in webbing.











Sturm ponders.




Kenamer ponders.


Nythaniel doodles a quick picture in his journal.




Rairken grins.







You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.







[afk]: look





[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

















Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.


Kenamer says, "Still I will venture to discover any secrest that may be found there in the tunnels of his Lair."




Gyfford says, "Who knows the length and depth of his tunnels."









Nythaniel jots down some notes.



Gyfford nods.



















Gyfford says, "Of course, anything we can use to our advantage is welcome."










Kenamer says, "And on the note of the Battle in Sorrow's keep."








You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.



Nythaniel jots down some notes.





[afk]: look




[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

















Kenamer says, "There was a third Paladin whom started with Sir Sturm and I who I feel diserves note."
















Nythaniel jots down some notes.







Gyfford asks, "Oh yes?"

























Cristalyn nods to Gyfford.







You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.







[afk]: look




[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.




Rehlyn's ring stretches and reverts to its spider form before skittering to his cambrinth icosahedron and enshrouding it in webbing.







Fariden stops listening to Buluc.




Nythaniel gazes at Kenamer.










Kenamer says, "He was seperated from us in the thickest of the fighting in the dungeon of the Keep, he stayed behind to protect those who were battling there and was unable to stay with us as we pushed forward."

Klines stops listening to Kaelie.













Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Fariden begins to listen to Erieck teach the Shield Usage skill.

Klines begins to listen to Ruea teach the Athletics skill.








Sturm nods.























You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Kintalia listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Ephic smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.








[afk]: look



[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, Serene Lady Kintalia, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Kenamer says, "His staying behind ensured the survival of many who would have otherwise have fallen."









Dragaus nods to Kintalia.







Cristalyn stops listening to Raggard.



Cristalyn begins to listen to Erieck teach the Shield Usage skill.

Dragaus reaches over and holds hands with Kintalia.






Baronial Guardsman Dragaus strides down, leading his group.


























Enalen ponders.

Elec chuckles.



Elec folds his arms across his chest.









Kenamer says, "His name is Sir Erieck and he deserves as much praise as anyone who fought that day."





Kenamer praises Erieck.

Mijei smiles at Erieck.



Gyfford says, "Ah."

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.



Enalen smiles.

Cristalyn adds to Erieck's praises.

Erieck chuckles to himself.




Rairken continues to praise Erieck.

Raggard nods at Kenamer, obviously agreeing with his views.



[afk]: look

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Sturm smiles at Erieck.




Gyfford says, "Well that statnds to reason."






Sturm pats Erieck on the back.

Xixist smiles at Erieck.

Enalen grins at Erieck.







Raggard praises Erieck.






Erieck says to Kenamer, "Thanks my friend, wasn't really necessary.."



Dragaus stands near Gyfford.



Erieck pats Kenamer on the back.

Gyfford says, "Let me say something about Sir Erieck."



Dragaus moves into position to block attacks against Gyfford!







Kenamer smiles at Erieck.






Nythaniel smiles at Erieck.


Enalen smiles at Erieck.









Kenamer says to Erieck, "To me it was."





Gyfford says, "One of the longest serving paladins in Therengia."

Kenamer smiles at Erieck.







Nythaniel nods.



Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Kenamer nods to Gyfford.

Cristalyn nods in agreement.

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.






Gyfford says, "My Court Historian."


[afk]: look


[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Sturm praises Erieck.



Mijei gazes at Erieck in admiration.

Nythaniel smiles at Erieck.








Erieck gazes at Gyfford.












[General][Sophrona] "Artilius, come back and claim your kiss!"



















Gyfford says, "And now my Vice Advisor for when the advisor is otherwise engaged."








Erieck blinks.

Gyfford nods to Erieck.




Kenamer asks Gyfford, "May I note one thing to you your grace? about Sir Erieck on that day?"


Ternith lets out a hearty cheer for Erieck!





Erieck says, "I.."



Sturm lets out a hearty cheer for Erieck!

Mijei beams at Erieck!

Ruea looks at Erieck and applauds!



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.



Klines nods to Dragaus.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.





[afk]: look



[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Rehlyn looks at Erieck and applauds!




Raggard lets out a hearty cheer for Erieck!

say }Erieck /dryly Congradulations, old man. The reward for work well done is always more work.





You dryly say to Erieck, "Congradulations, old man. The reward for work well done is always more work."

Enalen grins.





grin erieck flash


(Erieck looks a bit like he swallowed his tongue.)

You flash a quick grin at Erieck.

Xixist grins.




Enalen giggles.

Dragaus smiles at Erieck.






Enalen beams at Erieck!







Dragaus shakes Erieck's hand.

Sturm grins at Erieck.




Nythaniel jots down some notes.








Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.






Erieck says to Gyfford, "I..my Lord Baron..thank you, I am honored."


Larohald says, "Ha and I thought I could never retire."






Erieck bows to Gyfford.





Dragaus chuckles.



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.



Ternith grins.




Kenamer pats Erieck on the back.



[afk]: look



[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Monster Elec, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.




Erieck says, "Shocked...but quite honored.."









Elec just left.


Enalen smiles.






Nythaniel jots down some notes.





Cristalyn smiles at Erieck.











Gyfford says, "It is long past due."












Ruea smiles.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.











Enalen says to Erieck, "Well deserved, Sir."






Erieck inhales a great swallow of air.

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.



Erieck slowly empties his lungs.




Nythaniel jots down some notes.





[afk]: look
Isleif says, "Well done sir."

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Erieck smiles at Enalen.





Erieck grins at Mijei.











Nythaniel jots down some notes.




Erieck says, "Thank you my friends.."

Mijei smiles at Erieck.














Kenamer smiles at Erieck.












Xixist smiles.














Erieck pats Ternith on the back.



Gyfford says, "As I said, I am blessed with people the immortals have given me."




You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.






[General][Snowpanther] "Any Master bowyers around?"


Gyfford nods.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.




[afk]: look


[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.



Erieck grins at Kenamer.






Erieck bows to Gyfford.



Enalen smiles at Gyfford.




Gyfford says, "And I will note one more thing."


Cristalyn nibbles her lip thoughtfully.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.










Xixist raises an eyebrow.






[General][Adamantavious] "i am looking for a master crossbowyer myself"

















Gyfford says, "Sir Kenamer ...you are on the right path."





Gyfford nods.




Ternith grins at Kenamer.


Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Sturm pats Kenamer on the back.






Xixist smiles at Kenamer.

Cristalyn beams!

Kenamer blinks.

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.



Sturm grins at Kenamer.




Kenamer blushes a bright red color.

Rairken hugs Kenamer, who wraps his arms around Rairken with a warm smile.


[afk]: look



Rairken pats Kenamer on the back.

Cristalyn praises Kenamer.

Raggard praises Kenamer.

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.









Maesyrra praises Kenamer.



Larohald says, "Aye I agree."




Kenamer says, "Thank you my Lord."









[General][Shanador] "I just want a kiss from a lovely lass but alas I do not care to get dead for it."











Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Kenamer bows to Gyfford.






Gyfford says, "I have my eye on you sir."



Erieck grins at Kenamer.





[General][Dayleon] "just injured."








Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.

[General][Synamon] "if you check Zaherli's shop in the Crossing plaza you might find the bows you are looking for already made. "






Kenamer pats Rairken on the back.






You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.



Isharon nods approvingly at Kenamer.




Nythaniel gazes at his journal.


[General][Dayleon] "but I think we already had an injured winner. So need a dead winner"





[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.


Ruea smiles.










[General][Adamantavious] "not likely i got 2 special orders "


Nythaniel says, "Cristalyn would like to speak again."






Nythaniel nods politely to Cristalyn.


Gyfford nods.




Cristalyn curtsies to Gyfford.












Cristalyn softly says, "Yes M'Lord..and I apologize but this just came to light."














Cristalyn softly says, "The Empath Synamon is in your Great Hall."



[General][Allye] "Any Clerics for a dead person in Fang Cove, please?"





Dragaus says, "I saw her."

chuckl
You chuckle.





Cristalyn softly says, "She is banned due to past familial affiliations..."



Gyfford says, "Aha."




You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.










[afk]: look
Cristalyn softly says, "She wishes to speak and be heard for a petition for pardon."

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






Nythaniel jots down some notes.






Cristalyn softly says, "If you find it in your mercy to hear her."



Nythaniel raises an eyebrow.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.






Cristalyn curtsies to Gyfford.





Enalen tilts her head to one side.






Cristalyn softly says, "Oh.."



Dragaus gazes at Gyfford.





Enalen ponders.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.







Cristalyn softly says, "I do not sponsor her..."






Larohald says, "I begin to think she is thicker between the ears than a brick."

Kenamer grins at Cristalyn.




Cristalyn softly says, "This word just came through me."





Cristalyn laughs at Larohald.

Dragaus grins.








Nythaniel jots down some notes.



You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Rehlyn unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.






Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.


[afk]: look



[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.








Cristalyn curtsies to Gyfford.















Cristalyn grins at Auradric.





Enalen lets out a long, contemplative breath.






Enalen gives Erieck a slight nod.




Gyfford says, "She knows mt ruling, every time she violates my ban the length of the ban increases."











Nythaniel jots down some notes.





Gyfford says, "I will not see her."






Cristalyn nods to Gyfford.




Dragaus shifts his weight.



Cristalyn softly says, "As you wish, M'Lord."

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini smiles broadly as she grasps your lesson, encouraging you.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.











[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.








[General][Talmoon] "You bring up an good point Allye: where DOES the bacon man get all his "bacon"? I don't recall seeing a pig farm..."


Gyfford says, "She can leave quietly to avoid arrest."









Gyfford says, "I give her that grace."

















[General][Adamantavious] "never any togs near him is there"


Nythaniel jots down some notes.




Cristalyn softly says, "So relayed M'Lord."




Gyfford nods.





Nythaniel acts puzzled.






Nythaniel jots down some notes.










Kaelie wrinkles her nose.

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.









[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Ruea, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.


Gyfford shakes his head.











Ruea just left.








Cristalyn softly says, "My apologies Your Grace."





Cristalyn smiles.

Cristalyn blushes a bright red color.



Gyfford says, "Oh it's fine."














Xixist smiles.









Gyfford says, "You are not her keeper."










Cristalyn nods.




Dragaus grins.




You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.






Gyfford says, "She knows the rules of this game."




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.








Cristalyn nods.















Nythaniel jots down some notes.








Gyfford says, "If she is not gone by the time we finish here I will have her removed."
























Gyfford says, "Also..."





Nythaniel jots down some notes.





You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.











[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.











Gyfford says, "If she wishes to ask for my mercy she may send a letter."











Nythaniel jots down some notes.





Gyfford says, "I will consider it in due course."










Nythaniel jots down some notes.




Nythaniel turns a page in his leather journal.


Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.





The vibrant blue nimbus fades from around Ephic.

Nythaniel gazes at his journal.












Nythaniel says, "Xixist would like to speak, Your Grace."





You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.



Xixist nods.

Nythaniel nods politely to Xixist.




Xixist takes a tyrium-scaled plate helm artfully wrought into a sabre-fanged saurian beast off his head.





[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.




Gyfford says, "Proceed."






Nythaniel smiles.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.


Xixist kneels down before Gyfford.








Xixist says, "Your Majesty, I had offered up my weapon for you to command, but alas, I found m'self in Zoluren fighting Alret and his forces. In doing so I created a militia as Zoluren was sorely defended."









Xixist says, "Your Grace, I humbly request that my Therengian duties be forfeit so I may progress in commanding my newest militia, The Wrath of Ulf'hara."




Nythaniel jots down some notes.













Gyfford nods.


Xixist says, "The Wrath is based in Zoluren but will aid Therengian forces upon a mere request."





Gyfford says, "Very well."







Isharon glances at Xixist.


Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Xixist beams!







Xixist says, "But first I must request a release of duties as I once promised... If you hold me to my pledge than in Therengia I'll stay. This is a decision for a ruler."







Xixist nods.

You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught her, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.



Xixist stands up.






Nythaniel jots down some notes.







[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.






Enalen ponders.






Xixist says, "My militia is youe at a whisper."







Gyfford says, "Our cousin the Prince needs faithful defenders."


Xixist coughs.





Nythaniel jots down some notes.





Xixist nods.












Xixist says, "Thank you Your Grace."






Xixist bows.







Xixist puts a tyrium-scaled plate helm artfully wrought into a sabre-fanged saurian beast on his head.

Gyfford says, "I grant your request and wish you the best."





Nythaniel jots down some notes.



[Trade][Snowpanther] "Anyone have think imperial weave for sale"


Xixist beams!







You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic unconsciously mimics some of what you just taught him, thereby urging you on to greater teaching feats.
Felicini seems to have a natural aptitude for Targeted Magic.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.


Xixist nods.




Nythaniel jots down some notes.




[afk]: look
[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.




Gyfford nods to Nythaniel.








Kenamer adds to Xixist's praises.










Nythaniel asks, "That's all I have, Your Grace....unless I missed someone?"



Nythaniel casually observes the area.

















Erieck nods to Enalen.






















Nythaniel nods to Gyfford.


You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Felicini listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.
Rehlyn listens, enraptured and enthralled by your teachings.








[afk]: look
Gyfford nods.

[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Retired Commander Xixist, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is emanating a bright holy aura, Guardsman Auradric, Divine Fury Felicini, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard, Guard Maesyrra, War Healer Rairken, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte, Court Historian Erieck, Sister Enalen, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.




























Gyfford says, "We are done , all may depart with the grace of Chadatru."










Cristalyn kneels down before Gyfford.


Gyfford says, "Except Ternith."







Xixist smiles.



Nythaniel raises an eyebrow.

Nythaniel jots down some notes.

Xixist pats Ternith on the back.






Rehlyn kneels down before Gyfford.


Sturm bows.

Maesyrra kneels down.




Raggard kneels down before Gyfford.


Sturm glances at Ternith.






Rehlyn bows to Gyfford.

Erieck kneels down before Gyfford.


Xixist bows to Gyfford.







Scyte kneels down before Gyfford.


Ternith says, "Very well M'lord."


Erieck bows to Gyfford.


bow
Fariden kneels down before Gyfford.


Ephic kneels down before Gyfford.


You bow.


Felicini kneels down.


Rairken kneels down before Gyfford.





Auradric kneels down before Gyfford.


Ternith snaps to attention and hails Buluc with a crisp hand salute.






You continue to instruct your students on Targeted Magic.
Ephic is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Felicini is hanging on your every word, seeming to want more.
Rehlyn smiles broadly as he grasps your lesson, encouraging you.





Kenamer draws his greatcloak aside, and bows courteously, sweeping his free hand before him.







Gyfford says, "Rise and depart."

Retired Commander Xixist swaggers down.






[afk]: look
Rehlyn stands up.



[Theren Keep, Dais]
A few steps or so above the polished marble deck, this raised platform nevertheless grants a commanding presence over the great hall. Glowing braziers flank the Baron's throne, infiltrating the chamber with feeble, reddish light and the pungent smell of burning herbs. Gazing downwards, the hall seems barren and quiet despite its restoration, mourning the ancestral knights, ladies, battle songs, and ballads that echoed through the keep so long ago.
You also see a stone pedestal with several things on it, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair, a padded ebonwood armchair and a padded ebonwood armchair.
Also here: Baronial Guardsman Dragaus, Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, War Hawk Ternith, Dervish Ephic who is kneeling, Guardsman Auradric who is kneeling, Divine Fury Felicini who is kneeling, Wildwood Summoner Ronicoregest, Paymaster Raggard who is kneeling, Guard Maesyrra who is kneeling, War Healer Rairken who is kneeling, Macabre Buluc, Klines, Scyte who is kneeling, Court Historian Erieck who is kneeling, Sister Enalen, Treasure Seeker Fariden who is kneeling, Wound Bearer Mijei, Knight Radiant Isharon, Grakraw, Master Rehlyn, Healer Cristalyn who is kneeling, Battle Lion Kenamer, Sir Sturm, Lord Chamberlain Isleif, Gar Rae Raenaden Larohald who is sitting, Baron Gyfford who is sitting and Provincial Scribe Nythaniel.
Obvious exits: down.

Sturm raises his hand in a quick salute.

Klines goes down.


Auradric stands up.


Scyte stands up.


Rairken stands up.


Master Rehlyn lumbers down.


Felicini stands up.


Sir Sturm goes down.


Cristalyn stands up.


Ephic stands up.



Scyte goes down.


Maesyrra stands up.


Erieck stands up.


Fariden stands up.


Cristalyn snaps to attention and hails Larohald with a crisp hand salute.
hold kaelie




You clasp Kaelie's hand tenderly and draw her into your arms.

down
Treasure Seeker Fariden slinks down.


Raggard stands up.


You go down, leading your group.

[Theren Keep, Great Hall]
Seven columns span the chamber in a vast semi-circle of burnished black marble, the middle three curving around a broad dais while the outer pairs brace high, spectacular balconies. Striking blue-gold banners and silken tapestries proclaim the royal colors of Therengia, but these minor ornaments pale before the tiled dome ceiling and a massive, seven-sided table which dominates the great hall.
You also see a flower arch of fairy fern twined with white roses, orange blossoms and stephanotis, some scissor chairs positioned around the table, a swinging deobar door, a well-lit corridor and an ornate gilded birdcage on a jewel-encrusted stand.
Also here: Hodierna's Fist Kaelie, Treasure Seeker Fariden, Scyte, Sir Sturm, Klines, Ruea, Monster Elec, Khohan and Mischief Maker Synamon.
Obvious exits: out.


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