As the days pass, Saline’s calm demure erodes away. With Laisren off making preparations for war and her people’s safety, she is left working with mayor to prepare for the big day. Looking over the pavilion she nods in agreement with the Mayor as he puffs away at his pipe. “Yes this will do nicely” she says as she walked down the path that in less than 2 days she will be walking hand in hand with her betrothed.
“This day should not affect her so” she thought. “I have committed myself for well over a season… perhaps is it the finality of it?” Shaking her head she continues to press on in the preparations, putting on the smile her mother thought her so well to all that she comes intact with.
While “Revenge is a dish best served cold”, love is best served tied up on a bed of honey!
Grubnar:"a ridiculously wierd orc. Grah'Thok doesn't understand, but he's not going to stop him."
Mendel is happy to see Luthien back and well. Unfortunately they have only spoken once since she came back because both are busy - Luthien with the wedding preparations and Mendel running training exercises.
For that reason he writes a letter informing her about an incident that took place during her absense. An assassination of a merchant took place in Nashkel and close to his body shipping manifests were found. Among the manifests one was Luthiens trasport of some gems to the Whistling Wanderess. Some manifests were missing and probably the assassin was after them.
toubelsome rumors are heard, the rumors tells of the ghost archer wenturing dovn in durlags tower and never seen atop agin...
//im sorry to anunce this, but i have chosen to rcr axandros, had fun rping whit yue and whish the group good luck, it was fun while it lasted, but at lately all the late nigth gaming, robing my sleep so i could rp whit yue good mates, made me rcr him to a more independent carekter i have been working on for a half year, hope i still get some nice rp whit yue elfs in en dharasha everae...//
Amir Quel Tal: seaker of candelkeep and proud member of the ede
Areman Wan Holston: ex boutyhunter and favort of helm,, treasure hunter
Dharasha holds a small vigil for Axandros. The elves move through camp in a somber state, though some still hold out hopes their friend might return....
//well, we will miss you man. Seriously though, you don't have to RCR for fear of us dragging you out for our events. If you want to that's one thing, otherwise just keep him and if we see each other IG we can just say "hi". Anyways, it was great RPing with you and we will see ya around
Laisren Ua Tiernan:
The heart must die, so thy loving progeny may live.
After a couple hours spent taking Saline's measurements, Luthien retires to her tent and starts knitting and sewing in an almost frenzied state. Dismissing a spark of envy for Saline's greater luck in abundance, she proceeds to taylor a bridal dress for her best friend's wife.
Shamshir wrote:It seems that when coming to RPGs nowadays, common sense is like the Abominable Snowman: everyone knows what it is, but none has really seen it.
The elves of Dharasa Everae have a rather persistant guest these days, Hoihe Dacino the Waterfall Talker. Lucky for them, he is either just daydreaming on a bench, snoring loudy or away doing a stare down contest with basilisks and whatever Durlag's tower has in place for him.
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For life to be worth living, afterlife must retain individuality, personal identity and memories without fail - https://www.sageadvice.eu/do-elves-reta ... afterlife/
A character belongs only to their player, and only them. And only the player may decide what happens.
For life to be worth living, afterlife must retain individuality, personal identity and memories without fail - https://www.sageadvice.eu/do-elves-reta ... afterlife/
A character belongs only to their player, and only them. And only the player may decide what happens.
Hoihe at last overhearing Axandros's fate thinks of going after him. He awakens at dawn, arms himself after eating and goes to Durlag's Tower, trying to work on one of his duties "Make up for Ar'ri's death by becoming a friend of the Elven race". After a few hours of absence he returns bloodied, if anyone asks he replies: "I found about a dozen drow.. nothing of your member.. The Drow did not survive." Then he just walks off to his usual spot where he performs stare down contests with the basilisks. Still awaiting Valge.
For life to be worth living, afterlife must retain individuality, personal identity and memories without fail - https://www.sageadvice.eu/do-elves-reta ... afterlife/
A character belongs only to their player, and only them. And only the player may decide what happens.
Still working feverishly on Saline's dress, Luthien can't help but secretly hope for Hoihe to get a throat so sore as to prevent him from talking for at least a couple of hours. After asking to someone of the Dharashans to kindly ask Hoihe to sneeze less, since her work requires much focus, she resumes sewing and knitting
3 hours later.....
"Heavenly Seldarine!", blurted Luthien after three hours of feverish work and lots of pricked fingers. Finally, Saline's dress was ready, made with the finest silks available on the market and taylored according to the strictes elven traditions. The final work was very good, or at least, it was in the standards of an elf used to do things the proper way or not doing them at all - when sound of mind at least. Feeling a surge in her pride for the quality of her work, she even went as far as to embroil her initials and house symbol on the inner nape of Saline's dress - no one would have noticed her little mark upon the dress. Besides, the bride would have looked splendid inside it anyway.
For a brief moment, she couldn't help but think about the last months. She did quite a few missteps without even realizing it, and now that she was again sane, it was time to return to her old self. Perhaps that dress, no matter how insignificant, would have been a step back in the proper course. Raising a prayer to her liege, she packed the dress, and prepared it for the wedding."
Shamshir wrote:It seems that when coming to RPGs nowadays, common sense is like the Abominable Snowman: everyone knows what it is, but none has really seen it.
//OCC
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// edit:
I have already (today) put in the request for the following to the power that be...
Mendel (MrMm3ntalist)
Luthien Aelorothi (Darksider_war)
Dralzar (Manz)
Axandros (Henning Falk.dk)
Lomir (Malchor the Arcane) ???
Tan (Teo)
Valge Kylm (Nomster)
Cat/Ryniesta (SiaSacham)
Solarina (Solarina)
Radia Elyn (Fragglerock)
Please post in this forum so that I know you have access.
While “Revenge is a dish best served cold”, love is best served tied up on a bed of honey!
Grubnar:"a ridiculously wierd orc. Grah'Thok doesn't understand, but he's not going to stop him."
The elves of Dharasha outfitted and prepared, are seen leaving leaving Gullykin under the cover of night. Many look back one last time to remember the fond memories they will have of this place, the halfling friends they had made, the celebrations and contests.
They look to each other, then shoulder their packs and begin their trek north, with each step bringing them closer to their destiny....
// We are officially out of here, time for the real fun to begin
Laisren Ua Tiernan:
The heart must die, so thy loving progeny may live.
manz wrote:says i dont have access, i noticed you spelt my name with a capital M my account is lower case
///OOC
You can blame Mav for that. I just copied what he posted in the guild section. I think it will go through. After I get response from Luna that it is done I will ping you to verify.
While “Revenge is a dish best served cold”, love is best served tied up on a bed of honey!
Grubnar:"a ridiculously wierd orc. Grah'Thok doesn't understand, but he's not going to stop him."
