Initially everyone met just inside the seacaves, before being led up to the cliffs

Initially everyone met just inside the seacaves, before being led up to the cliffs.

[The Seacaves of Peri'el, Sandy Beach]

The beach narrows and finally straggles to a stop at the jagged rocks marking the edge of the cliff. A strutting gaggle of sandpipers weaves between the rocks, picking at the tiny morsels washed up on the sand. A small path leads northwest toward a raised ledge that is just high enough for a small stage. You also see a driftwood log, a sky blue tent, and a cave mouth.

Also here: Rayvne, Blademaster Raecear, Catriona, Scout Peperic, Kurako, Gypsy Songbird Azimee, Gauntlet Champion Torgar, and Wee One Reenni.

Obvious paths: east.

You say, "We shall be climbin the cliffs ta where we have a ceremony planned."

Kurako hesitantly says, "Leaving? Where are we going? I was just hiding..."

Azimee says, "We'll let ye lead the way."

We then proceeded up to the cliff tops.

[The Seacaves of Peri'el, Cliff Top]

A misty spray, borne upon a brisk wind, plays across the jutting cliff's edge. The roar of the ocean fills the air while the stars shine down caressing the sparkling sea with their beauty. A flat rock has been cut out by the wind's rough hand and is surrounded by lichen and the sprawl of sea-star flowers. You also see a blazing pink bonfire and a funeral boat.

Also here: Soul Devourer Flura.

Obvious paths: west, down.

Torgar, Rayvne, Catriona, Kurako, Peperic, Raecear, Azimee and Reenni followed.

You ask, "Did anyone who brought torches please light them and pass them out ta any needin them please?"

At this point we lit up several dozen torches and passed them out to most of the people present.

You say, "Greetings ta everyone gathered with us this evenin."

You look around, trying to appear nonchalant.

[The Seacaves of Peri'el, Cliff Top]

Also here: Daku, Chanteuse Calacirya, Rayvne, Wee One Reenni, Gypsy Songbird Azimee, Blademaster Raecear, Scout Peperic, Kurako, Catriona, Gauntlet Champion Torgar, and Soul Devourer Flura.

Obvious paths: west, down.

The bonfire crackles and pops, sending glowing pink ash into the air.

You say, "As many of ye's know, a Rakash warrior by the name of Bakan recently departed these lands fer travel in another. I was only able ta know Bakan the adventurer fer a brief time while in Elanthia. However, I befiended Bakan the man as well."

A column of smoke trails off Kurako's reed torch.

Daku's reed torch sputters as it burns.

Your reed torch sputters as it burns.

Fingers of flame flutter from Torgar's reed torch.

Reenni nods to you.

You say, "Despite bein but a youngin while Bakan roamed the lands, tales of his courage durin the Outcast war spread far and wide. Everyone ye spoke with had tales of Bakan's furious chargin the gates of Shard. They spoke of his darin exploits against the oricish invaders in the north. His bravin the dangers of the fierce volcano near Dirge... so many stories"

Savage Kol just arrived.

Reenni nods.

You say, "Bakan was a skilled forger of fine weaponry. It was both an honor and a priveledge ta say ye'd gotten yerself a weapon forged by his hand. Even today this be remainin true, with his works worth more than their weight in platinum. "

Flura's reed torch sputters as it burns.

Azimee smiles at Kol.

Fingers of flame flutter from Catriona's reed torch.

Kol nods to Azimee.

A column of smoke trails off Daku's reed torch.

Flames waver off of Azimee's reed torch.

Flura's reed torch sputters as it burns.

Your reed torch sputters as it burns.

You say, "I had the pleasure of meetin Bakan the man during the Simucon in 2004. The many of us gathered there laughed, joked and had a wonderful time. Through it all, his quick wit and warm demeanor represented the best of traits found here in our Platinum community. Those great memories shall always be a part of me."

Torgar's reed torch sputters as it burns.

You say, "Vicki and Scott were unable to be with us tonight. I wish to thank you on their behalf for being supportive during those trying times. For being friends. For being a shoulder to lean on."

Fingers of flame flutter from Kurako's reed torch.

Fingers of flame flutter from Daku's reed torch.

Fingers of flame flutter from Azimee's reed torch.

Fingers of flame flutter from your reed torch.

You say, "I raise me torch up in his memory. Let the fires of his passion fer life never fade. Let my torch join all of yers here in this bonfire. Let us now proceed one at a time, speakin if we wish and honorin him with yer torch."

Reenni smiles.

Kol draws forth an opalescent pink broadsword.

Flura smiles at you.

(Renwulf tosses his torch onto the burning bonfire.)

Flames waver off of Kurako's reed torch.

Flames waver off of Daku's reed torch.

A column of smoke trails off Azimee's reed torch.

Flura asks, "If I may speak?"

Torgar nods to Flura.

You nod to Flura.

Flura says, "Typically I am one of many words, however this brings me to a loss of one. Jack, and likewise Bakan, was and always will be remembered for many things..all different for each of us."

Flames waver off of Reenni's reed torch.

Flura says, "To me Jack was like a father. No matter what was going on, no matter what I needed he was always first to offer a helping hand. I can't count the number of times he made me laugh over something crazy..nor can I count the number of times he just said that one thing that made me feel just a little bit better."

Azimee's reed torch sputters as it burns.

Flura says, "Both Jack and Bakan will always be remembered fondly and missed greatly."

Fingers of flame flutter from Torgar's reed torch.

A sudden wind shift causes a glowing pink aura to dance and weave over the bonfire.

You nod at Flura, in complete agreement with her views.

(Flura tosses the remains of her torch in the fire.)

Torgar nods in agreement.

Torgar waves an opalescent pink axe around.

Torgar says, "Me turn"

You nod to Torgar.

Flura nods to Torgar.

Torgar says, "I got a brief little story to tell."

A column of smoke trails off Kurako's reed torch.

Torgar says, "Of when myself, Bakan, and Rurik attacked the north gates of Shard, one that Bakan swore he'd never tell a soul."

Torgar says, "We sent Rurik in first ya see, a big Tog fella like that."

Torgar says, "We stood behind and made the scorpion ready. After Rurik charged, we had a plan to fire into the unit."

Flames waver off of Catriona's reed torch.

Torgar says, "Well, my dunderheaded self, aimed at the wrong thing and hit poor Rurik square in the back of the headddd"

Raecear winces.

Flura chuckles.

Daku smirks.

Torgar says, "Bakan, was laughin so hard, he didn't see the moon mages come in, who killed us squarely"

Bright pink highlighted flames dance along the edges of the bonfire.

Torgar grins.

Torgar says, "Sorry"

Torgar says, "Had a moment there."

Fingers of flame flutter from Reenni's reed torch.

[The Seacaves of Peri'el, Cliff Top]

Also here: Tracker Nazirre, Savage Kol, Daku, Chanteuse Calacirya, Rayvne, Wee One Reenni, Gypsy Songbird Azimee, Blademaster Raecear, Scout Peperic, Kurako, Catriona, Gauntlet Champion Torgar, and Soul Devourer Flura.

Obvious paths: west, down.

Torgar says, "The damn guy departed, came back, and when Rurik came back asking who shot him."

The clouds part slightly, revealing a few twinkling stars.

Torgar says, "With a straight face said, I think it was Lanival."

Peperic cackles!

Azimee chortles softly at some secret joke.

Reenni grins.

You chuckle at Torgar.

Torgar says, "and off went Rurik running to the north, searching for Lanival."

Raecear laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Torgar says, "I was dyin for anlaen after that."

Torgar says, "I had de great pleasure of workin with de man in the forge, and I can honestly say, aint a body here dats worth de sweat dat came from his brow, and I'll miss him dearleh."

Raecear nods to Torgar.

(Torgar tosses the reamins of his torch in the fire.)

Flura nods to Torgar.

Flura says, "Hear Hear."

Raecear says, "I guess I'll go next..."

Flura smiles at Raecear.

Azimee smiles at Raecear.

You nod to Raecear.

Raecear says, "I don't have a lot of stories about Bakan from within Elanthia.. my experience with him was mostly limited to outside the game"

Raecear says, "I didn't know him all that well for a long time, but had the fortune to meet him at simucon in 2004. He was the kind of guy that, while he seemed maybe a little different.. someone you might not be sure about approaching at first"

Flames waver off of Reenni's reed torch.

Raecear says, "But once he starts talking to you, you realize that he will be friends with just about anyone"

Raecear says, "Even though I had little in common with the man, we talked of his photography and had good laughs about all kinds of things"

Raecear says, "And even though there wasn't a lot of occasion for me to hunt him down to speak, he always had a willing ear when online to discuss anything from forging to photos."

Raecear says, "I was always a little intimidated to send him a message to ask about what kind of blades he could make or ask how things were going, and that intimidation was ALWAYS unfounded."

The bonfire crackles and pops, sending glowing pink ash into the air.

Torgar nods in agreement.

Raecear says, "Here's to a great guy with a big heart who will rightfully be missed."

(Raecear throws his torch onto the fire.)

You ask, "Did any others wish to speak?"

Nazirre says, "Fums sends his reguards and best wishes."

Lightning Adept Felecia just arrived.

Peperic says, "Andy said she was sorry she couldn't be here, she's taking her first child to college this weekend."

Kol gets a glass of Light-Sucking Void from inside his wolfskin pouch.

Kol takes a sip of his Void.

Peperic says, "Bakan"

Peperic smirks.

Peperic says, "he taught me to embrace..my.."

Peperic says, "pinkness"

Raecear laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Reenni grins at Peperic.

Azimee smiles at Peperic.

Torgar says, "Go pink ranger, go pink ranger, go pink ranger, gooooo"

You pat Peperic on the back.

Peperic says, "he helped me with stuff in game and seemed a good fellow in IM's regretably, the only way i knew him."

Danxiuls chuckles.

Peperic gets a blushing pink arrow from inside his forester's pack.

Peperic drops a blushing pink arrow.

Peperic says, "May your arrows fly true, Bakan.."

A sudden wind shift causes a glowing pink aura to dance and weave over the bonfire.

Rayvne gazes at a blazing pink bonfire.

Azimee says, "When I first walked these lands as a little bardling... Bakan was a warror. I remember invasions at the gate where all I could do was lilt and hope he'd fend off the bad guys just a little longer."

Azimee smiles at you.

Azimee says, "Later... I was proud to fight beside him."

Torgar grins.

Torgar nods in agreement.

Reenni grins.

Azimee says, "And inbetween..."

Azimee says, "I managed to meet the person who breathed life into the character... and I like to think I'm a better person for it."

Azimee shifts her weight.

Azimee says, "I think that's all"

Raecear smiles at Azimee.

Flura smiles at Azimee.

Reenni smiles at Azimee.

Azimee says, "Most of m'other words are tied into his requiem."

Azimee smiles at you.

Peperic says, "I remember the first invasion i was a part of, also, my first of many deaths.."

Peperic says, "the war mammoth killed him in town green"

Peperic says, "the rest of us huddled in the paladin guild."

The blazing pink bonfire roars loudly as a light breeze blows over the cliff edge.

Peperic says, "until Halo made it retreat"

Calacirya raises her hand.

You nod to Calacirya.

Calacirya says, "When I first came to this land, things weren't quite as they are today. It could be difficult to get to know people, and the community wasn't as open as it is today. For a time, I thought I wasn't welcomed here and that it was time for my wandering feet to keep on wandering."

Calacirya says, "Luckily, I met Bakan and things changed. He was kind and welcoming. He was honest and forthright. He was generous to a fault, with his time, the fruits of his forge hammer, and his good humor."

Calacirya says, "He was valiant and inspiring, but most of all he was a friend. He could also flirt the needles off a fir tree..."

Reenni grins.

Torgar grins.

The bonfire crackles and pops, sending glowing pink ash into the air.

Raecear chortles softly at some secret joke.

Azimee chortles softly at some secret joke.

Rayvne chuckles.

Flura smiles at Calacirya.

Calacirya says, "He will be missed, but he will be remembered even more. To live such a life is a blessing, not only for yourself, but also for the rest of us."

You nod at Calacirya, in complete agreement with her views.

Reenni nods in agreement.

Catriona nods.

Calacirya removes some delicate pink cherry blossoms from her hair.

(Calacirya places her blossoms gently on the fire.)

Calacirya drops some delicate pink cherry blossoms.

The cherry blossoms flare up with a puff of pink smoke.

You ask, "Did anyone else wish to say a few words?"

Reenni ponders.

Reenni nods to you.

You nod to Reenni.

Reenni takes a pink wisteria crown off her head.

Reenni gnaws on her lip.

Calacirya rubs Reenni gently.

Reenni says, "You know- I didn't get to meet Bakan the way most of you did."

Reenni smiles.

Azimee smiles at Reenni.

Reenni says, "But even for us relatively new people, the King of Pink Weaponry is- Legendary."

The blazing pink bonfire roars loudly as a light breeze blows over the cliff edge.

Reenni winks at Peperic.

Reenni says, "So- While I got this crown- I think The King of Pink should have it now."

Rayvne smiles at Reenni.

Flura smiles at Reenni.

(Reenni raises her crown up to the sky before placing it in the fire.)

Reenni drops a pink wisteria crown.

With a graceful flutter of her hands, Reenni sinks down in a formal curtsy.

Calacirya smiles at Reenni.

Reenni blushes a bright red color.

Opalescent pink flames gently consume the wisteria crown, sending up a crown-shaped shower of sparks.

You ask, "Did any others wish ta say a few words?"

You nod.

You ask Azimee, "I believe ye had somethin ye wished ta play fer us?"

Azimee nods to you.

You bow.

Azimee says, "Bakan's requiem..."

Azimee begins her performance for her audience.

Azimee gets a gilded crescent-shaped tambourine branded with butterflies from inside her kidskin haversack.

Azimee begins a wistful requiem on her crescent-shaped tambourine with only the slightest hint of difficulty.

Azimee sings in a soprano voice:

"Hunter, warrior, loyal friend

Heedin' e'er defenders' calls,

Standin' between us an' danger...

All the pack does mourn

When such a warrior falls."

A sudden wind shift causes a glowing pink aura to dance and weave over the bonfire.

Azimee continues to play a wistful requiem on her crescent-shaped tambourine, pausing only a little through a difficult section.

Azimee sings in a soprano voice:

"As waters flow and spirit rises,

May ye find Mrod's place

Where Katamba shines bright an' full

An' yer true form once again

Cloaks you in its grace."

Azimee smiles wistfully, gazing off into the distance, her eyes focused on something you cannot see.

Azimee sings in a soprano voice:

"An' under Katamaba's sweet caress

Follow quick yer quarry's trail.

Join the hunt as 'twas meant to be...

Let loose now yer joyous call

An' know the pack will e'er prevail."

Azimee continues to play a wistful requiem on her crescent-shaped tambourine, pausing only a little through a difficult section.

Azimee throws back her head and howls, her voice rising in careful imitation of the joyous sound of a Rakash caught up in the thrill of the hunt.

Azimee stops playing her song.

Azimee puts her tambourine in her kidskin haversack.

Azimee ends her performance.

Torgar lets out a loud "Huzzah!"

Kol looks at Azimee and applauds!

You bow to Azimee.

Flura looks at Azimee and applauds!

Calacirya praises Azimee.

Azimee curtsies.

Peperic throws his head back and howls, sounding remarkably like a real wolf!

Raecear applauds.

Rayvne smiles at Azimee.

Reenni looks at Azimee and applauds!

Peperic nods at Azimee, obviously agreeing with her views.

You gaze into Azimee's eyes and applaud her heartily.

Reenni throws her head back and howls!

Torgar releases a thunderous roar, his teeth bared with fierce pride!

Torgar stretches his arms outward and bares his teeth, releasing an ear-shattering bellow.

You jump back from Torgar!

Reenni lets out a hearty cheer for Torgar!

Peperic says, "loud"

Kol takes a sip of his Void.

Azimee says, "Now ye know why I lost all m'words earlier."

Azimee blushes a bright red color.

[The Seacaves of Peri'el, Cliff Top]

Also here: Scout Peperic, Lightning Adept Felecia, Guardian Lord Danxiuls, Tracker Nazirre, Savage Kol, Daku, Chanteuse Calacirya, Rayvne, Wee One Reenni, Gypsy Songbird Azimee, Blademaster Raecear, Kurako, Catriona, Gauntlet Champion Torgar, and Soul Devourer Flura.

Obvious paths: west, down.

Flura says, "Words can be hard to find..but you put them well into perspective with your song."

Flura just hugged Azimee.

You nod to Rayvne

Rayvne gets a midnight black arrow from inside her thigh quiver.

Reenni observes Rayvne with fascination.

Rayvne loads her forester's bow with a midnight black arrow.

Rayvne says, "When memories are all you have....it occurred to me."

Rayvne says, "That this is yet one more gift you've given us"

(Rayvne aims out over the cliff's edge)

A sudden wind shift causes a glowing pink aura to dance and weave over the bonfire.

Rayvne says, "Farewell, friend, till we all meet once again."

You gaze at a funeral boat.

(Rayvne shoots the flaming arrow that leaves a trail of fire as it arcs through the air towards the funeral boat)

Kol drops an opalescent pink broadsword.

Torgar drops an opalescent pink axe.

The arrow sails through the air trailing pink burning streamers in the sky!

Raecear slowly empties his lungs.

Reenni gets an impish expression on her face, and lets out a hearty cheer.

The burning pink arrow pierces the reed bundles on the funeral boat sailing in the water below.

Rayvne smiles briefly.

Azimee is hugging herself.

Peperic draws forth an engraved scimitar hilted in flame-kissed gold.

Reenni beams!

Calacirya gazes at a funeral boat.

(Peperic salutes the funeral boat)

Ever so quickly, pink-highlighted flames rise up, forming a semi-circle around the bow of the vessel.

Reenni nods to Peperic.

Danxiuls says, "Very nice"

Flura wipes one of her eyes.

You breathe as quietly as you can.

Pink tinged flames whip through the reed bundles, engulfing most of the boat in a raging inferno. Streamers of pink glowing ash fill the sky overhead.

A tear runs down Azimee's face.

Peperic says, "safe journies on your travels in the next life."

The funeral boat begins listing to the rear. As the stern slips beneath the waves, the Rakash doll is slowly raised up with the bow.

Raecear moves a reed torch to his left hand.

Peperic glances about suddenly, a desperate look of loss on his face.

Raecear raises his hand in a quick salute.

Torgar waggles a finger at a funeral boat.

Billowing clouds of pink smoke begin to obscure the sinking vessel. Through the haze you see the doll peacefully slip beneath the waves, sword raised high.

Reenni raises her hand in a quick salute.

Peperic sheathes his engraved scimitar.

A peaceful calm settles on the waters below as the pink clouds slowly dissipate.

Reenni gnaws on her lip.

Torgar raises his hand in a quick salute.

You raise your hand in a quick salute.

Rayvne slings an Elven forester's bow over her shoulder.

Azimee slowly empties her lungs.

You bow to Rayvne.

(Calacirya whispers a quiet prayer.)

(Flura blows a kiss out over the cliffside and then raises her hand in a salute.)

Azimee carefully unties her dove prayer-feather from her hair and removes it.

Flura nods.

Soul Devourer Flura just went down.

You say, "I invite all of ye's ta join us fer refreshments in the garden. It be just a short walk from here."

Azimee carefully runs her fingers along the length of her dove prayer-feather, gently re-securing a few out of place barbs.

You say, "Please join me if ye'd like ta accompany us."

Torgar says, "The Tog Conglomerate says: Heyo furries. That furry is seed again with Lanival prolly definite."

Rayvne says, "Definite"

Reenni rubs a weathered gold remembrance bracelet with dangling jagged shark teeth.

(Renwulf gazes one last time out over the cliff, and gives a slight nod to the night sky.)

Torgar grins.

Torgar says, "Definite."

We then walked over to the Gardens.

[The Seacaves of Peri'el, Garden Sanctuary]

Surrounded by a profusion of flowers and meandering vines, a small round building bathes in the beauty of the moons. Moonlight caresses the domed building, causing it to sparkle as if embedded with stars. A few daring fireflies dance amongst the shadows of various flowers and bushes surrounding it. You also see a crate filled with memorial gifts, a beribboned drink cart with some stuff on it, a large buffet table with some stuff on it, an elegant dessert stand with some stuff on it, a billowing puce canvas tent, a small peach tree rich with fruit, and a stone path.

Obvious paths: none.

Kol, Felecia, Danxiuls, Nazirre, Rayvne, Calacirya, Daku, Peperic, Torgar, Catriona, Kurako, Raecear, Azimee and Reenni followed.

You say, "I thankye all fer joinin us tonight. "

Azimee smiles at you.

Raecear pats you on the back.

You say, "Please partake in some refreshments, and be takin a memorial gift if ye'd like."

>get gift

You just found an opalescent pink pouch in a crate filled with memorial gifts!

You tap an opalescent pink pouch that you are wearing.

The image of five sinuous scarves forming an elegant, stylized "B" has been superbly embroidered into the vibrant fabric.

You rummage through an opalescent pink pouch and see some opalescent pink weepers and an engraved broadsword pendant.

Some weepers reads:

"For he who was lost whose spirit will forever remain in our hearts."

>look pend

Fashioned from highly polished steel, the miniature sword is blunted for safety but cut in such a way as to display its sloping edges. Embedded in the hilt is a tiny pink topaz, surrounded by stylized etching. Meticulously impressed into the metal is the image of five sinuous scarves forming an elegant, stylized "B".

There appears to be something written on it.

>read pend

An engraved broadsword pendant reads:

"In memory of Bakan, friend and warrior - 384."

Many of us stayed for several anlaen and enjoyed the wonderful drinks and foods provided.

Later that evening...

[The Seacaves of Peri'el, Cliff Top]

A misty spray, borne upon a brisk wind, plays across the jutting cliff's edge. The roar of the ocean fills the air while the sun beams down mercilessly on the sparkling sea. A flat rock has been cut out by the wind's rough hand and is surrounded by lichen and the sprawl of sea-star flowers. You also see the remains of a blazing pink bonfire with some stuff on it.

Obvious paths: west, down.

While at the Memorial I took note of everyones' appearance. Here are those people whom I got a good look at.

You are Frost Legionnaire Renwulf, Ice Crafter of Elanthia, a Kaldar.

You have sapphire eyes. Your golden brown hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn tied back. You have copper skin. Your face, arms, and legs are painted with stylized lions in matte blue warpaint.

You are a bit over average height for a Kaldar.

You have an elegantly trimmed mustache on your upper lip and an elegantly trimmed full beard.

You have a tattoo of a withered man with a tortured expression on his face. A dark wispy spirit hovers above the man's head with claw like hands extending down the back. Devoid of all life and consumed by flame, the surrounding scene rests centered on your back.

You are in good shape.

You are wearing a white feathered headdress with a red crest, a tiny wizened skull fetish amulet strung on a knotted jute cord, a bone fetish necklace, an articulated blued-steel weapon harness with interlocking plates engraved with the form of a regal lion, a green bamboo shield, a brushed silver armband engraved with a large jade glaysker flower, a blue and gold feathered wristlet, a tribal war belt tethered with ghastly shrunken heads, a striped arzumos-hide loincloth and some snug lambskin thigh boots with etched silver heel plates.

You see Tracker Nazirre, Recluse of M'Riss, a Halfling.

He has hazel eyes. His russet hair is shoulder length and thick, and is worn unkempt. He has tanned skin and a brawny build.

He is tall for a Halfling.

He is young for a Halfling.

He has a bushy, drooping mustache on his upper lip and a long tangled beard.

He has a tattoo of a scarlet dragon against an ebony star-shaped background on his arm.

He is in good shape.

He is holding a sturdy ironwood crossbow with a mischievous raccoon etched into the stock in his right hand.

He is wearing a pearl-eyed kingsnake charm, an origami-paper envelope, a hammered steel torque capped with polished hematite, a pitch-black bandana, a black leather hand-tooled highwayman's belt, a dashing black dueling shirt with a shadow-lace ruffled neckline, some black dueling pants with an embroidered silver dragon coiling up the right leg, a tooled leather highwayman's pack with a tarnished buckle, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, an archer's brace pad made of silvery sharkskin, a blackened steel ring set with the crest of the Ranger Guild worked in crimson bloodgems, a gold ring, an amulet on a silver chain made from a bone wolf tail, a hooded night-black woolen highwayman's cloak, a black leather thigh quiver banded with thick dragonwood strips, a card collector's case, a steel-banded ironwood oval shield, a padded leather breastplate, a barrel helm, some gleaming segmented-steel gauntlets, some midnight black vambraces and some chain greaves.

You see Savage Kol Drunix, a Human.

He has ale-brown eyes. His white hair is shoulder length and thick, and is worn tied back. He has fair skin.

He is middle-aged for a Human.

He has a thick, evenly trimmed full mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a long, thick full beard.

He is in good shape.

He is holding an opalescent pink broadsword in his right hand.

He is wearing a crude leather vest stitched with tiny bones, some wooden sandals with knee-length leather laces, a striped arzumos-hide loincloth, a fir longbow, a crude wolfskin pouch stitched with silver thread and a brightwork greatsword scabbard with a fire-gilded king snake wrapped down its length.

>look daku

You see Daku, a S'Kra Mur.

He has deep-set slitted dark eyes, dark gold-edged scales and a thick tail.

He is young for a S'Kra Mur.

He is holding a steel short sword with a dragon-engraved blade in his right hand.

He is wearing a target shield emblazoned with a jester's jovial face, a chain balaclava, some dark bronze gloves, a dark gem pouch, some dark crimson double leathers stitched with a vivid insignia, a cavalryman's slurbow with a pearl-inlaid teak stock, a hooded night-black wool longcoat lined with sable fur, an unadorned but well cut black silk gamantang, a pair of black leather cord sandals, a black leather sword belt with etched bone plates, a dusty grey belt purse with black leather straps, a gold ring, a finely crafted ring set with an emerald intaglio, a wide gold tailband etched with a striking cobra with black pearl eyes and a sturdy black haversack embossed in a dragon scale pattern.

You see Chanteuse Calacirya Culurien, Warrior Poet, an Elf.

She has elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears and gold-flecked blue-grey eyes. Her black hair is very long and fine, and is worn coiled in an upswept twist. She has fair skin and a curvaceous figure.

She is a bit over average height for an Elf.

She is young for an Elf.

She has a tattoo of a lone sailing ship anchored in a sheltered rocky cove on her ankle.

She is in good shape.

She is wearing a tall velvet headdress set with large Taisidonian pearls, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a kyanite gwethdesuan, some delicate pink cherry blossoms, a fine silver wire necklace with three evenly spaced freshwater pearls, a grey gossamer cloak that flows over the shoulders and trails down the back like twilight mist, a shoulder satchel, a journey pack, a gently clinging floor-length blue silk tunic embroidered with golden tigers, a carved pick, a tribal war belt tethered with ghastly shrunken heads, a blue-quartz bound ironwood spellbook case, some grey steelsilk leggings, a delicate cambrinth anklet set with blue diamonds cut into the shape of musical notes and some midnight-blue leather slippers with silvery laces.

You see Rayvne Greylan, Master Ranger of Therengia, an Elf.

She has a heart-shaped face with elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears and silver-flecked stormy grey eyes. Her blue-black hair is very long and straight, and is worn tied back. She has tanned skin and a lithe figure.

She is short for an Elf.

She is young for an Elf.

She has a tattoo of skeletal ivy vines with blackened, withered leaves coiling up each arm. The ivy tendrils become more stylized as they flow across the shoulder blades, forming a suggestion of leaves trapped within knotted spiderwebs. The threads alternate in hues of deep black and misty grey, twisting with strands of silver that leave an ethereal sheen. The webs trail down in wisps, and a black widow spider lurks in the center of one tattered web that sits low on her back.

She is in good shape.

She is wearing an Elven forester's bow, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a softly lustrous hooded black silk cloak, a fine mesh backpack, an open front-laced white silk shirt, a scimitar-shaped silver ring set with tiny amethysts, a black leather split-strap sword belt with silver inlays, a pair of snug black leather leggings, a sleek snakeskin thigh quiver, a black leather thigh sheath with an intricate darkened brass collar and tip and some winged ink-black boots.

You see Wee One Reenni Tinnon of Zoluren, a Gnome.

She has a round face with jade eyes. Her red hair is short and curly, and is worn arranged in pigtails. She has fair skin.

She is young for a Gnome.

She is in good shape.

She is holding a burning reed torch in her left hand.

She is wearing a pink wisteria crown, a weathered gold remembrance bracelet with dangling jagged shark teeth, a pink hip purse, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a gold coin pendant, a feathered charm, some pink knee socks, some green ribbons, a sapphire-blue ribbon, a lapis lazuli banshee bauble, a gold hair bow, a soft tan buckskin tunic, a cream kidskin sash, a target shield emblazoned with a jester's jovial face, a gold ring, a deep green buckskin skirt and some fuzzy kitten slippers.

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You see Gypsy Songbird Azimee Ta'Shiza, Sharpshooter of Elanthia, a Human.

She has thick-lashed dark eyes. Her black hair is long and curly, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has tanned skin and a curvaceous figure.

She is short for a Human.

She is in her prime for a Human.

She has a tattoo of a series of songbirds with brilliant plumage. Each bird appears to dart and flit through the cascade of golden musical notes that encircles her thigh and wraps sinuously down the leg to end on her right ankle.

She is in good shape.

She is wearing a pure white dove prayer-feather, a golden lyrandia blossom, some ruby flamerose drop earrings adorned with gold and emeralds, a gold and silver filigree locket, a bright scarlet kidskin haversack fastened with polished golden buckles, a snug vivid calico bandeau wrapped around the chest, a platinum armband inlaid with a faceted cambrinth bass clef, a delicate platinum neithrel band set with diamonds, a slender gold wedding band set with a wine-red garnet and lustrous pearl, a crimson leather hip belt fastened with an onyx buckle, a burnished gold hip-chain graced with blood-red ruby flameroses, a short grass skirt dyed in various shades of dull reds and some slender gold ankle bangles.

You see Raecear Olieral, a Elf.

He has been transformed completely. His sharp calculating eyes glint from behind a sooty feathered mask. His cruelly curved golden beak accentuates his formidable countenance.

He is in good shape.

He is holding a reed torch in his right hand.

He is wearing a hawk mask, a belted viper-skin baldric fastened with a chiseled iron dragon buckle, a nightsilk shirt with dark buttons, some elegant black raw silk trousers, a black leather utility belt, a platinum ring, some calf-length black leather boots, a twisted cambrinth armband, a silver laminated bracer with a cambrinth cabochon set in its center, a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan and an exquisite nightsilk pack.

You see Scout Peperic Timarson of Therengia, a Human.

You cannot make out his features with the clothing he is wearing.

He is holding a reed torch in his right hand.

He is wearing a cambrinth vulture pendant suspended from a fraying blood-red ribbon, a twisted wire necklace, a dark suede thigh quiver wrapped with shreds of leucro hide, a wide platinum ring bearing the crest of the Ranger Guild, a grey bull sharkskin thigh bag with black leather drawstrings, some thick-soled cured leather mountain boots lined with lambswool, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a small sack, a dark brown buckskin haversack, a beaded brown cover, a leather cuff embroidered with the words "No Ranger stands alone.", a black nightsilk cloak clasped with an intricately carved ivory lion's paw, a dark leather forester's pack with the crest of the Ranger Guild embroidered onto the back, a dark suede tabard branded with the snarling wolverine of Kuniyo, a soft tan buckskin tunic, some dark tan buckskin pants with fringe along the seams, a twisted cambrinth armband, a twisted cambrinth armband, some perfect gargoyle-hide leathers, a chain balaclava, some mail gauntlets and an ordinary shield.

You see Kurako, a Gnome.

He has jade eyes. His black hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in oiled spikes. He has fair skin.

He is young for a Gnome.

He has a bushy, drooping mustache on his upper lip and a fuzzy beard.

He is wearing some brown oilcloth trousers and a gold wedding ring.

You see Guardian Lord Danxiuls Xulots, a Kaldar.

He has ale-brown eyes. His dark brown hair is short and thick, and is worn in a tousled, finger-combed style. He has fair skin.

He is in his prime for a Kaldar.

He has a thin bushy mustache on his upper lip and a short stringy beard.

He has a tattoo of a fluttering flag with the Gorbesh insignia on his arm.

He is wearing an emblazoned tower shield, a yak-hair gem pouch, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a gold ring, a shimmering mist-grey crystal pin, a radiant jade pendant, a polished ebonwood earcuff, a hooded wool greatcloak lined with dark fur and clasped with an emerald shield, a wide silver band set with crushed emeralds in the shape of a cresting wave, a blued-steel amulet masterfully embossed with a dark emerald crashing wave, some sturdy leather sailor's boots with gummed soles, a shark's tooth suspended from a braided cord, a triple-belted greatkilt of flecked grey and scarlet wool, a soldier's supply bag, a hammered silver band set with a cambrinth crest of the Paladin Guild, a sea dragon charm, a grey sharkskin cartographer's toolbag clasped with a brass compass rose, a polished steel epaulet set with a cambrinth crest of the Paladin Guild, a grey bull sharkskin thigh bag embroidered with an inlaid design of a mariner's compass, a burnished ruby stud, a braided gold wristband, a Gorbesh catapult basket, an obsidian ring bearing the crest of the Paladin Guild, a green gem pouch, a pair of blackened articulated plate gauntlets adorned with silver filigree, a hammered bronze battle helm with a silvery lion visage protruding from the forehead, some steel reinforced battle plate with an embossed crest of a crashing wave on the right shoulder guard, a bat-winged corsesca, a pink lace-edged war harness painted with a line of wide-eyed dancing squirrels and a pilgrim's badge.

You see Catriona McFaelyn of Therengia, a Human.

She has sparkling sapphire eyes. Her golden-streaked red hair is long and wavy, and is worn in a tousled mass of locks that tumbles over her shoulders. She has fair skin and a shapely figure.

She is in her prime for a Human.

She has a tattoo of a gold-collared cat nestled in an oak tree. A brilliant sapphire serves as the collar's setting, the word "Queen" elegantly scripted upon the face of the gem. She sits, half hidden in the tree branches, regally surveying the lands around her. The scene rests centered on her right hip.

She is in good shape.

She is wearing a midnight-hued dragonwood longbow carved with tortuous whorls inset with sanguine crystals, a platinum signet ring, a supple gem pouch edged with silver swirls, a breathtaking platinum engagement ring set with a single perfect diamond, a sapphire blue journey pack embroidered with a loping cat, some red leather breeches with polished gold buttons, a vivid gold-shot scarlet silk bustier with taut black laces, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a dainty black velvet garter, a grey felt cover, a carved-ivory hairpin, some sleek sapphire double leathers with petite golden buckles, a sapphire blue leather mask crafted in a feline visage and some polished brass gloves.

You see Gauntlet Champion Torgar, Berserker of Elanthia, a Dwarf.

He has ale-brown eyes. His bright orange hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in a mohawk. He has tanned skin.

He is young for a Dwarf.

He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a thick beard twisted into three long braids.

He is in good shape.

He is holding an opalescent pink axe in his right hand.

He is wearing a spiked iron buckler and a brown leather loincloth laced along the sides.

You see Soul Devourer Flura, Pit Veteran, a S'Kra Mur.

She has slitted red eyes and an elegant snout, black scales and a slender tail.

She is wizened for a S'Kra Mur.

She has a tattoo of a petite fluffy pink bunny which sits on top of a grassy green hill. Its stylized big blue eyes portray a look of innocence which is only enhanced by a warming smile upon its face. Within its paws, a sign with bold print declares, "I Don't Like You" on her forearm.

She is in good shape.

She is wearing a polished gold monocle wrapped in platinum ivy accents, a perfectly crisp storm-grey silk tie, an orange coral and spiderweb turquoise ring, a salt-stained hooded cloak clasped with a cracked whale tooth, a bright red wig with short bangs, a black velvet badge stamped with, "Death happens!", a rugged haversack with a twisted iron clasp, a black sharkskin haversack fringed with jagged ivory teeth, a rugged leather harness set with blackened iron spikes, a canvas backpack, a sea dragon charm, a slashed red silk shirt with a white linen lining, a brushed black velvet doublet with ebonwood buttons, some black double leathers with iron spikes along the seams, a copper armband set with glittering agate chips and edged with ebony enamel, a bloodstained leather shield edged with iron spikes, a bronze chainmail wristband, some bloodstained leather gloves with iron spikes along the knuckles, a sterling silver thumb ring set with sunstone, a black yak tail bullwhip, a black yak sack with a shellacked plaque tacked to the back, a suede gem pouch, a thick sluagh-hide spellbook case clasped with a wicked razor-sharp claw, a small bronze openwork tail scabbard inset with black onyx, a polished steel tailband with serrated edges, a pair of black and red silk paned breeches and some black steel-toed boots with iron spikes circling the ankles.