shad0ws0ngs
04-17-2017, 12:47 AM
Selling a scrying mirror. There are a few types of scrying devices, such as mirros that show you the room a person is in, crystal balls that can be set to specific rooms, etc. This, however, is one I'd never seen another of. It shows you the description of the person you set it to. It works cross realms(Worked landing to solhaven, FWI to landing, Illistim to Solhaven, and Illistim to FWI), doesn't appear to require MIU(tested with someone with 75 MIU and 12 MIU and 0 MIU). Used it multiple times, in a row, on different characters. It does, however, cost 5 spirit points with each use.
an amethyst-set green rolaren mirror - The surface of the green rolaren mirror reflects light oddly, as if the smooth plane were somehow warped. The mirror appears to be flat and thin, as does the oval of gold-filigree mithril into which it has been set. Amethysts set into the frame have been cut into runic shapes, their meanings indistinguishable. The multifaceted stones are dull and lightless.
>rub my mirror
You trace a finger about the frame of the green rolaren mirror, your touch awakening a dim glow within the depths of several amethysts set into the mithril. The world sways around you for but a moment before abruptly righting itself.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
R>rub my mirror
You trace a finger about the frame of the green rolaren mirror, your caress kindling a luminous glow within the depths of the amethysts set into the mithril. A wash of dizziness threatens to overcome you, fading in seconds but leaving a lingering sensation of weakness behind.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
R>rub my mirror
You trace a finger about the frame of the green rolaren mirror, and the amethysts set into the mithril begin to sparkle wildly, limning the pane in frigid violet light. It is all you can do to stay conscious in the tide of nausea that follows soon after.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
R>
A low, resonant voice emanates from your green rolaren mirror, booming, "Speak the name in whispered tones, and I shall seek its blood, its bones."
R>
>whisper mirror Newsby
You speak into the mirror, and all of its ringing amethysts go dark. The surface begins to cloud with streamers of murky violet energy. Roiling torrents of power erupt beneath the surface of the glass. Abruptly, the image begins to refine itself. As it clears, you can make out details...
You see Newsby.
She appears to be a Half-Elf.
She is taller than average and has a trim figure. She appears to be young. She has bright crystal blue eyes and tanned skin. She has very long, curly ginger hair worn in a single braid. She has a delicate face, a button nose and high cheekbones. She has a platinum clockwork owl perched on her shoulder.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a bow-tied gilded gift box in her right hand and a matte black sack in her left hand.
She is wearing a rectangular walnut tweed satchel clasped with interlocking faenor latches, a flat vaalin scroll symbol marked with five colored circles, a tiny fanciful hat accented by an off-centered coil of copper wire, a stylish silver-buckled jacket, a white organza blouse with a tiered ruffle collar, a silver samite sack, a front-laced fitted skirt split over a lifted flounce of silk stripes, some thin-striped black silk stockings, some brushed suede high-heeled shoes buttoned with brass cogs, and a quirky feather quill tucked behind one ear.
You suddenly feel very drained!
The person you set it to look at does get a message, also, so it's not an entirely stealth creepy stalking tool. They see:
You suddenly feel an odd presence touch your face. The sensation quickly fades.
MB: 10m
an amethyst-set green rolaren mirror - The surface of the green rolaren mirror reflects light oddly, as if the smooth plane were somehow warped. The mirror appears to be flat and thin, as does the oval of gold-filigree mithril into which it has been set. Amethysts set into the frame have been cut into runic shapes, their meanings indistinguishable. The multifaceted stones are dull and lightless.
>rub my mirror
You trace a finger about the frame of the green rolaren mirror, your touch awakening a dim glow within the depths of several amethysts set into the mithril. The world sways around you for but a moment before abruptly righting itself.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
R>rub my mirror
You trace a finger about the frame of the green rolaren mirror, your caress kindling a luminous glow within the depths of the amethysts set into the mithril. A wash of dizziness threatens to overcome you, fading in seconds but leaving a lingering sensation of weakness behind.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
R>rub my mirror
You trace a finger about the frame of the green rolaren mirror, and the amethysts set into the mithril begin to sparkle wildly, limning the pane in frigid violet light. It is all you can do to stay conscious in the tide of nausea that follows soon after.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
R>
A low, resonant voice emanates from your green rolaren mirror, booming, "Speak the name in whispered tones, and I shall seek its blood, its bones."
R>
>whisper mirror Newsby
You speak into the mirror, and all of its ringing amethysts go dark. The surface begins to cloud with streamers of murky violet energy. Roiling torrents of power erupt beneath the surface of the glass. Abruptly, the image begins to refine itself. As it clears, you can make out details...
You see Newsby.
She appears to be a Half-Elf.
She is taller than average and has a trim figure. She appears to be young. She has bright crystal blue eyes and tanned skin. She has very long, curly ginger hair worn in a single braid. She has a delicate face, a button nose and high cheekbones. She has a platinum clockwork owl perched on her shoulder.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a bow-tied gilded gift box in her right hand and a matte black sack in her left hand.
She is wearing a rectangular walnut tweed satchel clasped with interlocking faenor latches, a flat vaalin scroll symbol marked with five colored circles, a tiny fanciful hat accented by an off-centered coil of copper wire, a stylish silver-buckled jacket, a white organza blouse with a tiered ruffle collar, a silver samite sack, a front-laced fitted skirt split over a lifted flounce of silk stripes, some thin-striped black silk stockings, some brushed suede high-heeled shoes buttoned with brass cogs, and a quirky feather quill tucked behind one ear.
You suddenly feel very drained!
The person you set it to look at does get a message, also, so it's not an entirely stealth creepy stalking tool. They see:
You suddenly feel an odd presence touch your face. The sensation quickly fades.
MB: 10m