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Vank Von'Ardor
Birthplace: Taelbert's Inn, Alcove
Alignment: about 40 degrees of center, tail is used for counterbalance
Prev. Alignment: Horizontal
Citizen: Pays taxes to the local taverns
Current Residence: Wanders about tasting the local libations yet always returns to Crossing
Goals: To be a grand dancer one day, maybe write a ballad even if it be a bad one; and to have a Bardic Knot in my tail
Personality: A lazy charming, friendly and sometimes a quiet contemplative bard
Dislikes: Dying, dying alone, drinking alone
Likes: Parties, laying around listening to other bard's tails, smelling the leaves on eucalyptus trees
Xaphira Vonara
Birthplace: Between Kaerna and Dirge, toward the coast.
Alignment: Eh, probably lawful good. Not that there haven't been occaisions that drifted from that.
Prev. Alignment: See above. Yeah, yeah, boring, but hey...
Citizen: Previously Zoluren, none now
Current Residence: Usually Crossing.
Goals: In the midst of setting new goals...met her 30th circle goal. Maybe VT will be her next one.
Personality: Normally: friendly, sociable Currently: Nervous. Very very nervous.
Dislikes: Conflict.
Likes: Sitting around and swapping songs/stories, hunting in groups
Festina lente.
Birthplace: Between Kaerna and Dirge, toward the coast.
Alignment: Eh, probably lawful good. Not that there haven't been occaisions that drifted from that.
Prev. Alignment: See above. Yeah, yeah, boring, but hey...
Citizen: Previously Zoluren, none now
Current Residence: Usually Crossing.
Goals: In the midst of setting new goals...met her 30th circle goal. Maybe VT will be her next one.
Personality: Normally: friendly, sociable Currently: Nervous. Very very nervous.
Dislikes: Conflict.
Likes: Sitting around and swapping songs/stories, hunting in groups
Festina lente.
Elenelear Alfirin-tauron
Race Elven
Birthplace: Riverhaven, grew up in The Crossings.
Alignment: Good
Citizen: Elanthian
Current Residence: Riverhaven
Goddess: Murulla
Goals: Presently I'm working towards 30th Circle. I want to read as many books and see as many Libraries in Elanthia as possible to try to cram in as much lore as my mind will hold.
Personality: Usually quiet and shy, except in small groups or when with people she knows well. When curiosity rises in me, I ask questions. When I feel strongly about something, I speak.
Dislikes: Conflicts, Boat rides, Aesry's stairs
Likes: Books! Music, Stories, Plays, Friends, Humour, Fun, frostwynne and champagne.
Elenelear
Elven Bardess
"Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent."
--Victor Hugo
Race Elven
Birthplace: Riverhaven, grew up in The Crossings.
Alignment: Good
Citizen: Elanthian
Current Residence: Riverhaven
Goddess: Murulla
Goals: Presently I'm working towards 30th Circle. I want to read as many books and see as many Libraries in Elanthia as possible to try to cram in as much lore as my mind will hold.
Personality: Usually quiet and shy, except in small groups or when with people she knows well. When curiosity rises in me, I ask questions. When I feel strongly about something, I speak.
Dislikes: Conflicts, Boat rides, Aesry's stairs
Likes: Books! Music, Stories, Plays, Friends, Humour, Fun, frostwynne and champagne.
Elenelear
Elven Bardess
"Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent."
--Victor Hugo
Mirussa Idwyn
Race: Olvi
Birthplace: Arthe Dale, moved to Riverhaven at a young age
Alignment: Neutral Good
Citizen: Therengia
Current Residence: Ratha with occasional stays on the mainland
God: Glythtide
Goals: I'm working to become more knowledgable of the world around me and put more effort into learning things to help me with that goal, also working to even out the knowledge I do have, to become a more well-rounded bard, and follow in the example set by the Elder Bards.
Personality: Easily excitable, also my never ending curiousity tends to put me in some odd predicaments. Usually easy-going, but I have a tendency to spit fire when agitated, I am also very defensive of my family and friends.
Dislikes: long boat rides, stairs, getting lost, insults, and bad drinks.
Likes: TARTS!!, ice skating, books, music, talking with friends and family, and learning about our bardic history
Race: Olvi
Birthplace: Arthe Dale, moved to Riverhaven at a young age
Alignment: Neutral Good
Citizen: Therengia
Current Residence: Ratha with occasional stays on the mainland
God: Glythtide
Goals: I'm working to become more knowledgable of the world around me and put more effort into learning things to help me with that goal, also working to even out the knowledge I do have, to become a more well-rounded bard, and follow in the example set by the Elder Bards.
Personality: Easily excitable, also my never ending curiousity tends to put me in some odd predicaments. Usually easy-going, but I have a tendency to spit fire when agitated, I am also very defensive of my family and friends.
Dislikes: long boat rides, stairs, getting lost, insults, and bad drinks.
Likes: TARTS!!, ice skating, books, music, talking with friends and family, and learning about our bardic history
Who am I?
Name: Lyrai Dreamsilver
Mother: Lyrae <last name withheld>
Father: <information withheld>
Race: Elven
Birthplace: unknown wayfarer's Tavern.
Citizen: "You shall never lock me in a city. The memories are atrocious."
Current Residence: Forgotten Hayloft near Riverhaven. The farmers have died to the goblin shamans. She mourns them.
Goals: "What use have I of goals and desires. I learn, for now. I have little else I can do. I am older than I am, and the feeling is very disconcerting. Sometimes, I am a young girl again, others my mind is crippled with age. These days I have no purpose, no guiding goal. I only have the Song, the sorrow I have heard drifting on the wind for untold ages. I wish to be released from it, but Eylhaar has not granted me this. I've no wish to see any other for the duty."
Likes: "Music, pure music that resonates with emotion. Young couples in love. Old couples in love. The newest adventurers learning the beauty of the world. The end of my songs, when tears cease to shed, and the gloom departs from the world again."
Dislikes: "Greed. Those who are overly cocky. Those who assume that my tears mean I need to be 'fixed'. Those who assume that, as a dashing young man, they are the perfect ones to do it, with overused words and lewd suggestions. The bards who tell me that there is no place for sadness in their joyful song and merrymaking."
Who am I?
I am old beyond the age I hold. I've felt more years than I had any right to. I remember the times before the Gorbesh wars, before the citizens of Crossing had heard of the Gorbesh. I remember the time we guarded the harp, hidden in the sewers, and failed. I remember the destruction of the original warmage tower. I remember the destruction of the temple. I remember the day I realized my mother's heart had been dead since before I was born.
Yet who knows who I am? Does anyone remember the blood I shed?
Time has no meaning to me. It draws slow or fast as it wills. It rushes past me when I try and focus on life, and I see great events rush past without a chance to follow them. It slows when I have little to do, and I loose track of the years that have passed. My skills wane, and I cannot convince the guildmasters to teach me. I am nothing, I fear. I have died from the beasts and the enemies and the fates of the gods. I've tried to leave the world once, and Eylhaar would not have me. I saw the world as what it was becoming, and I have to stop it if I can. I heard the whispering song of Peri'el when I died. I wish to hear it again.
Music is a living thing, I've learned. I feel it in my blood and in the wind. It is not a one-sided coin, and too many mindlessly ignore the other side. The music cannot be treated such, and those who push the sadness from them and others may oneday find the sadness returning. I cannot let this be, for they are happy.
I give sadness a home, in me, that others need not feel it.
-Lyrai Dreamsilver, the Crying Heart, too old and melancholy for her own good
@`~`~~
The glutinous lipopod: Not the most dangerous, nor the most rich, but by far the most rewarding to search.
Name: Lyrai Dreamsilver
Mother: Lyrae <last name withheld>
Father: <information withheld>
Race: Elven
Birthplace: unknown wayfarer's Tavern.
Citizen: "You shall never lock me in a city. The memories are atrocious."
Current Residence: Forgotten Hayloft near Riverhaven. The farmers have died to the goblin shamans. She mourns them.
Goals: "What use have I of goals and desires. I learn, for now. I have little else I can do. I am older than I am, and the feeling is very disconcerting. Sometimes, I am a young girl again, others my mind is crippled with age. These days I have no purpose, no guiding goal. I only have the Song, the sorrow I have heard drifting on the wind for untold ages. I wish to be released from it, but Eylhaar has not granted me this. I've no wish to see any other for the duty."
Likes: "Music, pure music that resonates with emotion. Young couples in love. Old couples in love. The newest adventurers learning the beauty of the world. The end of my songs, when tears cease to shed, and the gloom departs from the world again."
Dislikes: "Greed. Those who are overly cocky. Those who assume that my tears mean I need to be 'fixed'. Those who assume that, as a dashing young man, they are the perfect ones to do it, with overused words and lewd suggestions. The bards who tell me that there is no place for sadness in their joyful song and merrymaking."
Who am I?
I am old beyond the age I hold. I've felt more years than I had any right to. I remember the times before the Gorbesh wars, before the citizens of Crossing had heard of the Gorbesh. I remember the time we guarded the harp, hidden in the sewers, and failed. I remember the destruction of the original warmage tower. I remember the destruction of the temple. I remember the day I realized my mother's heart had been dead since before I was born.
Yet who knows who I am? Does anyone remember the blood I shed?
Time has no meaning to me. It draws slow or fast as it wills. It rushes past me when I try and focus on life, and I see great events rush past without a chance to follow them. It slows when I have little to do, and I loose track of the years that have passed. My skills wane, and I cannot convince the guildmasters to teach me. I am nothing, I fear. I have died from the beasts and the enemies and the fates of the gods. I've tried to leave the world once, and Eylhaar would not have me. I saw the world as what it was becoming, and I have to stop it if I can. I heard the whispering song of Peri'el when I died. I wish to hear it again.
Music is a living thing, I've learned. I feel it in my blood and in the wind. It is not a one-sided coin, and too many mindlessly ignore the other side. The music cannot be treated such, and those who push the sadness from them and others may oneday find the sadness returning. I cannot let this be, for they are happy.
I give sadness a home, in me, that others need not feel it.
-Lyrai Dreamsilver, the Crying Heart, too old and melancholy for her own good
@`~`~~
The glutinous lipopod: Not the most dangerous, nor the most rich, but by far the most rewarding to search.
Ah, sure. Crush my melodrama. Everyone else does. :P
>weep
A tear runs down your face.
Annoying Twit frowns at you.
Annoying Twit whispers, "I know what can cheer you up. Take off your skirt, babe, I know what to do."
>ignore Annoying twit
@`~`~~
The glutinous lipopod: Not the most dangerous, nor the most rich, but by far the most rewarding to search.
>weep
A tear runs down your face.
Annoying Twit frowns at you.
Annoying Twit whispers, "I know what can cheer you up. Take off your skirt, babe, I know what to do."
>ignore Annoying twit
@`~`~~
The glutinous lipopod: Not the most dangerous, nor the most rich, but by far the most rewarding to search.
Just to allay the rumors of my death, loss or whatever else people have been saying about me (those that remember me at least? you know who you are, all four of you!)
Name: Achrennight Filanti (or the more formal, Achren Nightengale ibnFilanti)
Race: Elven
Birthplace: A distant oasis where my Clan had set up their camp, far enough from Muspar?i to consider it a safe place to travel.
Alignment: Off balance, or is it just off color?
Citizen: Therengia
Current residence: Langenfirth (and not just for the alcohol!)
Short History:
With me, unfortunately, there?s no such thing. Here?s the short short version:
Born to patriarchal family, and didn?t fit in. Ran away from home and joined the Bard?s guild since it just seemed the most fitting. Was too shy to talk to anyone until a Bardess named Brite sat me down and introduced me. After that, got adopted by my ?Daddy? Razic. Had many fun times, been killed plenty of times. Also have fond memories of Shard opening her gates to the world, unfond memories of the Gorbesh War. The Gorbesh War drove me into hiding and wandering, of which I returned, only to feel my loss of friends and love keenly enough to leave again. I?ve returned once more, found a mate and restarted my family. It?s good to be home?
Likes:
Music, singing, dancing <winks>, hunting, my family, listening to my daughter?s songs, playing dress up with Linett, and a certain blue haired Rangah that I love with all my heart!
Dislikes:
Being alone, hunting alone, loss, being abandoned.. ummm and no free (or inexpensive) alcohol for when I have no funds (which is most all the time)
Goals:
For now, only one.. to sit on that Rangah, bond him to me, and then plan the huge wedding that he promised (invites will be available as soon as everything?s set. We need to make a big showing because he threatened me with half the Ranger?s Guild being there.) Beyond that, as long as my family and friends are safe, I really don?t have any.
Personality:
Really depends on my mood. I?m a flirt, a songbird, a hunter, a protector (or mother wolf according to my baby brother), a `bard-barian?, probably not the best person to bring home to your parents? <grins impishly> but as I was always told by Razic, I?m ?Daddy?s little angel? <whistles the quiet dirge ?Dark Angel?>
Well, that?s all for now. Anything more you want to know about me, come find me. I?m either somewhere between Theren and Langenfirth, or on a tanning trip with my beloved Izzit, which means I can be anywhere!
"Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this"
Name: Achrennight Filanti (or the more formal, Achren Nightengale ibnFilanti)
Race: Elven
Birthplace: A distant oasis where my Clan had set up their camp, far enough from Muspar?i to consider it a safe place to travel.
Alignment: Off balance, or is it just off color?
Citizen: Therengia
Current residence: Langenfirth (and not just for the alcohol!)
Short History:
With me, unfortunately, there?s no such thing. Here?s the short short version:
Born to patriarchal family, and didn?t fit in. Ran away from home and joined the Bard?s guild since it just seemed the most fitting. Was too shy to talk to anyone until a Bardess named Brite sat me down and introduced me. After that, got adopted by my ?Daddy? Razic. Had many fun times, been killed plenty of times. Also have fond memories of Shard opening her gates to the world, unfond memories of the Gorbesh War. The Gorbesh War drove me into hiding and wandering, of which I returned, only to feel my loss of friends and love keenly enough to leave again. I?ve returned once more, found a mate and restarted my family. It?s good to be home?
Likes:
Music, singing, dancing <winks>, hunting, my family, listening to my daughter?s songs, playing dress up with Linett, and a certain blue haired Rangah that I love with all my heart!
Dislikes:
Being alone, hunting alone, loss, being abandoned.. ummm and no free (or inexpensive) alcohol for when I have no funds (which is most all the time)
Goals:
For now, only one.. to sit on that Rangah, bond him to me, and then plan the huge wedding that he promised (invites will be available as soon as everything?s set. We need to make a big showing because he threatened me with half the Ranger?s Guild being there.) Beyond that, as long as my family and friends are safe, I really don?t have any.
Personality:
Really depends on my mood. I?m a flirt, a songbird, a hunter, a protector (or mother wolf according to my baby brother), a `bard-barian?, probably not the best person to bring home to your parents? <grins impishly> but as I was always told by Razic, I?m ?Daddy?s little angel? <whistles the quiet dirge ?Dark Angel?>
Well, that?s all for now. Anything more you want to know about me, come find me. I?m either somewhere between Theren and Langenfirth, or on a tanning trip with my beloved Izzit, which means I can be anywhere!
"Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this"
Hello bardic bretheren! Here is a little info on my bard in the fallen.
-Name:
Mibe Oyiee (said fluidly is pronounced "My boy". Yes, i know... but it is the fallen, afterall)
-Preferred Titles:
a. "Teh Merciless" (as per Gretrieg)
b. "Fate Tempter" (as per Tribinan)
c. "Aes-Danai" (as per Guild Accomplishments)
d. "Stupid Bard" (as per most of The Fallen)
-Race:
Elothean
-Birthing Information:
Shard, proper.
I was creation, from the "Mad Mage" in shard, with help of Quinten, the city healer, from an Elothean female Aes-Amachi and Warrior Mage father, via artifical insemination & large glass incubation tubes.
Scientifically perfect specimen of your story-book Elothean Bardic Hero.
(If i would have known about the "savant" (cat-slitted eyes) feature of eloths, i would have rolled until i had that feature. I'm still waiting for that to become a shifting option, sadly.)
Was trained by the Warrior Mage Guild, while a Bard, to use magic in limited capabilites.
-Info:
Extremely Tall for Elothean with golden eyes; very long, fine auburn hair; fair skin.
Pretty old for an Eloth. Lithe, agile and reflexive.
(Waiting for the tattoo artist to return to the fallen, so I can have a shifting torrent of fire tattooed over my entire body)
-Alignment:
Neutral Bad
--Cool demeanored, for the most part. Slow to burn, but it's one freaking hot fire.
--Will not hesistate to resolve and ">fire head"
-Other:
I'm probably one of the most available (and vocal) personalities in The Fallen (other than Gretrieg). I am currently the 3rd highest bard, unless someone is hiding it from me.
If it's between 5:30pm-3:00am EST, you'll probably see my name on our 'Global Chatter', similar to what Plat has. I am atk more than I ever was in "Prime."
Goal is to hit 99th before new req's come into play. Currently, Mibe is of the 60th circle, and moving at a bezerking Mastiff's [darkmist moor reference] pace.
I will challenge anyone at my level to a fight, if they're up to it(, or not sometimes). Mibe is well known to insult/shoot off his mouth/raise havok at any time, and back it up--likewise, if Mibe is defeated, he will acknowledge it properly. There is no shame in defeat--in his eyes, it's only motivation.
-Likes:
Flirting with Silvy and Sanya
Silvy rubbing my stones (you HAD to be there)
Blocking for Droughtman's Maze <pose>
Scripting combat with only 1 favor (if i had 20, it wouldn't be nearly as captivating)
Capped Mistwood & Bloodwood shortbows
Heavy Puncture Medium Edge Sabres
Giving Zoha crits to PC's in left eye/head
Giant Black Leucros
[Still waiting to get my short bow altered into a Guitar Case, so i can shoot people with it]
-Dislikes:
Other bards trying to catch up to me (afterall, I am the TRUE Aes-Amachi of the Fallen.) <pose again> JK squall/beebop.
People who think bards are usless in combat until they end up extemely unbalanced, then, on their back, immobolized with arrow/s in head/left eye.
"Psaltery hell"
Lack of past development of the Guild
Stupid cleric spells that cut off enchantes immeditally.
DMRS not pulling out of hiding.
Kert's Eye not letting me point out of hiding.
Not being able to cough up lightening bolts yet.
-Songs:
I can't scribe my songs to the boards per "Prime" board policy. <ducks> It is The Fallen, afterall.
The 'other' bard in The Fallen.
or Zildjan, in these parts.
-Name:
Mibe Oyiee (said fluidly is pronounced "My boy". Yes, i know... but it is the fallen, afterall)
-Preferred Titles:
a. "Teh Merciless" (as per Gretrieg)
b. "Fate Tempter" (as per Tribinan)
c. "Aes-Danai" (as per Guild Accomplishments)
d. "Stupid Bard" (as per most of The Fallen)
-Race:
Elothean
-Birthing Information:
Shard, proper.
I was creation, from the "Mad Mage" in shard, with help of Quinten, the city healer, from an Elothean female Aes-Amachi and Warrior Mage father, via artifical insemination & large glass incubation tubes.
Scientifically perfect specimen of your story-book Elothean Bardic Hero.
(If i would have known about the "savant" (cat-slitted eyes) feature of eloths, i would have rolled until i had that feature. I'm still waiting for that to become a shifting option, sadly.)
Was trained by the Warrior Mage Guild, while a Bard, to use magic in limited capabilites.
-Info:
Extremely Tall for Elothean with golden eyes; very long, fine auburn hair; fair skin.
Pretty old for an Eloth. Lithe, agile and reflexive.
(Waiting for the tattoo artist to return to the fallen, so I can have a shifting torrent of fire tattooed over my entire body)
-Alignment:
Neutral Bad
--Cool demeanored, for the most part. Slow to burn, but it's one freaking hot fire.
--Will not hesistate to resolve and ">fire head"
-Other:
I'm probably one of the most available (and vocal) personalities in The Fallen (other than Gretrieg). I am currently the 3rd highest bard, unless someone is hiding it from me.
If it's between 5:30pm-3:00am EST, you'll probably see my name on our 'Global Chatter', similar to what Plat has. I am atk more than I ever was in "Prime."
Goal is to hit 99th before new req's come into play. Currently, Mibe is of the 60th circle, and moving at a bezerking Mastiff's [darkmist moor reference] pace.
I will challenge anyone at my level to a fight, if they're up to it(, or not sometimes). Mibe is well known to insult/shoot off his mouth/raise havok at any time, and back it up--likewise, if Mibe is defeated, he will acknowledge it properly. There is no shame in defeat--in his eyes, it's only motivation.
-Likes:
Flirting with Silvy and Sanya
Silvy rubbing my stones (you HAD to be there)
Blocking for Droughtman's Maze <pose>
Scripting combat with only 1 favor (if i had 20, it wouldn't be nearly as captivating)
Capped Mistwood & Bloodwood shortbows
Heavy Puncture Medium Edge Sabres
Giving Zoha crits to PC's in left eye/head
Giant Black Leucros
[Still waiting to get my short bow altered into a Guitar Case, so i can shoot people with it]
-Dislikes:
Other bards trying to catch up to me (afterall, I am the TRUE Aes-Amachi of the Fallen.) <pose again> JK squall/beebop.
People who think bards are usless in combat until they end up extemely unbalanced, then, on their back, immobolized with arrow/s in head/left eye.
"Psaltery hell"
Lack of past development of the Guild
Stupid cleric spells that cut off enchantes immeditally.
DMRS not pulling out of hiding.
Kert's Eye not letting me point out of hiding.
Not being able to cough up lightening bolts yet.
-Songs:
I can't scribe my songs to the boards per "Prime" board policy. <ducks> It is The Fallen, afterall.
The 'other' bard in The Fallen.
or Zildjan, in these parts.
