Squirrel
07-09-2005, 04:10 AM
unedited copy and paste from the wizard.
sort of long.
You darkly ask, "What is it you sell again?"
>look aevryl
You hear the faint thoughts of Randream echo in your mind:
"Any pickers willing to come to the thrak party room and pick a box for me please?"
>
You see Aevryl the Spellweaver.
She appears to be an Illistim Elf.
She appears to be in the flower of life and shorter than average. She has limpid violet eyes and alabaster skin. She has waist length, unruly silver hair held in a loose chignon by some twisted platinum hairsticks. She has a delicate face, an upturned nose and thin-tipped pointed ears.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a translucent pale indigo iceblossom, a crystal amulet, some dark grey silver-insigiled casting gloves, a pair of amethyst silk slippers, a silk-lined silvery brocade cloak, an opalescent white bodice, a pair of luminous black pearl earrings, a dark garnet-hued orchid tucked behind one ear, a soft white wizard's hat, some silvery full leather, and a flowing pale lilac satin skirt.
>
Aevryl gazes at you.
>grin tooth
I could not find what you were referring to.
>
Bevan says, "A great many things, casting gloves included."
>smile toothily.
Izeril smiles toothily.
>
Bevan says, "Weapons, jewelry, musical instruments and stands ..."
>'thats just fascinating
You darkly say, "Thats just fascinating."
>prep 1104
cure
You concentrate while murmuring the simple, mystical chant for Head Repair...
Your spell is ready.
>You concentrate.
That tingles, but there are no fresh head injuries to repair.
Cast Roundtime 3 seconds.
>
Bevan says, "I am glad you think so."
>prep 1105
You concentrate while murmuring the simple, mystical chant for Organ Repair...
Your spell is ready.
>cure back
Your back feels better.
Roundtime: 8 sec.
Cast Roundtime 3 seconds.
>'im glad you're glad that i think so
You darkly say, "Im glad you're glad that i think so."
>prep 1101
You concentrate while murmuring the simple, mystical chant for Heal...
Your spell is ready.
>cure
You concentrate.
You feel better.
Roundtime: 8 sec.
Cast Roundtime 3 seconds.
>
Aevryl stares off into space.
>sway
...wait 4 seconds.
>sway
...wait 1 seconds.
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Aevryl who is sitting, Mentor Bevan who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>eat nag
You try to eat your naginata.
>infop
Please rephrase that command.
>look bevan
You see Mentor Bevan Ravenswing the Troubadour.
He appears to be an Elf.
He appears to be as old as the hills and tall. He has piercing, intense twilight-hued violet eyes and fair skin. He has shoulder length, flowing midnight black hair streaked with silver. He has a slightly weathered, hawk-like face, a flaring nose and tall upswept pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a laen tipped walking stick in his right hand.
He is wearing a large black billowing silk shirt, some bloused violet silk pantaloons with embroidered silver anchors, a diamond-edged black raven mask, a gleaming silver quarter note suspended from a white satin cord, a crystalline lute charm bearing the legend "1st Elanthian TLC Regiment" in amethyst and crystal, a frost opal inset silver circlet, a sheer violet cloak seemingly woven from starlight with a wrought opal brooch, a pearl-set braided vaalin ring, a clef-clasped tooled leather satchel, an antique platinum wristband, a pair of silver-threaded boots, a violet silk sash embroidered with silver flames, a silver-chased carved amethyst flask, some silvery vultite cufflinks, a bracelet of pale silver-set amethysts, an antique silver armband inset with a rolaren star and four glaes stars, an antique silver bracer, an antique ivory chart case, a silver-rimmed glossy black shield, a silvery silk sheath embroidered with azure flowers, and a single yellow rose boutonniere.
>
* Keratos just bit the dust!
>
Bevan asks, "Did you have a particular question, sir?"
>
Bevan raises an eyebrow in your direction.
>think
You rub your chin thoughtfully.
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Aevryl who is sitting, Mentor Bevan who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>'what is the first ELanthian TLC regiment?
You darkly ask, "What is the first ELanthian TLC regiment?"
>'for 1000
You darkly say, "For 1000."
>hoot
You hoot.
>
Aevryl wrinkles her nose.
>blink bevan
You blink at Bevan.
>
Bevan raises an eyebrow in your direction.
>'you are are wearing a charm that showcases it...
The dim aura fades from around you.
>
You darkly say, "You are are wearing a charm that showcases it..."
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>prep 1105
cure
You concentrate while murmuring the simple, mystical chant for Organ Repair...
Your spell is ready.
>You concentrate.
Your chest feels better.
Roundtime: 8 sec.
Cast Roundtime 3 seconds.
>'or did you not know...
You darkly say, "Or did you not know..."
>
Bevan says, "Sir, this is a private institution for aiding and advising newcomers. If you are here to be rude or to waste my time, I shall have to ask you to leave."
>'i had a VERY specific question...
You darkly say, "I had a VERY specific question..."
>ponder
You ponder.
>'didn't you ask me to ask you that?
You darkly ask, "Didn't you ask me to ask you that?"
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>stance def
You are now in a defensive stance.
>'a particular one no les...
You darkly say, "A particular one no les..."
>
* Tylsar was just incinerated!
>
* Tylsar just bit the dust!
>look
Bevan says, "Which does not seem to be pertinent to much of anything, and for which the facts of the matter are reserved to those who were in the know nine years ago."
>
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Aevryl who is sitting, Mentor Bevan who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>
You hear the faint thoughts of Randream echo in your mind:
"Anyone know of any weapon holders made specifically for katars or brawling weapons?"
>'i see. i was only curious...
You darkly say, "I see. i was only curious... ."
>glance bevan
You glance at Bevan.
>'i'd expect a little more patience from those who protect lore in Elanith.
You darkly say, "I'd expect a little more patience from those who protect lore in Elanith."
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>think boots would work well for katars but i dont think they make them specificly for those
You focus on projecting your thoughts...
Roundtime: 5 seconds.
You hear the faint thoughts of You echo in your mind:
"boots would work well for katars but i dont think they make them specificly for those"
>'is it still a secret?
You darkly ask, "Is it still a secret?"
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Aevryl who is sitting, Mentor Bevan who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>
You hear the faint thoughts of Randream echo in your mind:
"Is 3 pounds considered a very small amount?"
>
Bevan says, "Your expectations of our purpose are your own, and do not govern how we operate. Let me be slightly more pointed, since the first request seems to have fallen away. Kindly take your leave."
>
Bevan points east.
>
Bevan says, "And yes, it remains a secret."
>squint
You squint.
>look bevan
You see Mentor Bevan Ravenswing the Troubadour.
He appears to be an Elf.
He appears to be as old as the hills and tall. He has piercing, intense twilight-hued violet eyes and fair skin. He has shoulder length, flowing midnight black hair streaked with silver. He has a slightly weathered, hawk-like face, a flaring nose and tall upswept pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a laen tipped walking stick in his right hand.
He is wearing a large black billowing silk shirt, some bloused violet silk pantaloons with embroidered silver anchors, a diamond-edged black raven mask, a gleaming silver quarter note suspended from a white satin cord, a crystalline lute charm bearing the legend "1st Elanthian TLC Regiment" in amethyst and crystal, a frost opal inset silver circlet, a sheer violet cloak seemingly woven from starlight with a wrought opal brooch, a pearl-set braided vaalin ring, a clef-clasped tooled leather satchel, an antique platinum wristband, a pair of silver-threaded boots, a violet silk sash embroidered with silver flames, a silver-chased carved amethyst flask, some silvery vultite cufflinks, a bracelet of pale silver-set amethysts, an antique silver armband inset with a rolaren star and four glaes stars, an antique silver bracer, an antique ivory chart case, a silver-rimmed glossy black shield, a silvery silk sheath embroidered with azure flowers, and a single yellow rose boutonniere.
>
The light blue glow leaves you.
>'and why would that be any less worthy of question than other questions asked
You darkly say, "And why would that be any less worthy of question than other questions asked."
>'and this is an establishment for everyone . not just newcomers, the order of lorekeepers is to aid everyone not just those completely in the dark!
You darkly exclaim, "And this is an establishment for everyone . not just newcomers, the order of lorekeepers is to aid everyone not just those completely in the dark!"
>
Bevan shrugs.
>breath
You take a deep breath.
>
Bevan just left.
>
Bevan just arrived.
>
You hear the voice of a crier nearby, "Bevan is now available to answer new adventurers' questions at Silverwood Manor in Wehnimer's Landing." Luckily, Bevan is right in front of you.
>
Aevryl rubs Bevan tenderly.
>
Bevan clasps Aevryl's hand tenderly.
>ponder
You ponder.
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Mentor Bevan who is sitting, Aevryl who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>
Bevan raises an eyebrow in your direction.
>
Bevan asks, "Well, sir?"
>'well what?
You darkly ask, "Well what?"
>
Please wait...
>>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Mentor Bevan who is sitting, Aevryl who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>
Lady Aeraelena just arrived.
>
Bevan turns to face Aeraelena.
>
Bevan asks, "Greetings, my lady; how may I be of service to you?"
>
Aevryl smiles at Aeraelena.
>
Aeraelena softly says, "I wanted to know if.."
>
Aeraelena softly says, "Um."
>
Aeraelena frets.
>
Aeraelena softly asks, "Have my babies?"
>
Aeraelena begs and pleads with Bevan.
>laugh
You laugh out loud!
>chortle
Aevryl raises an eyebrow.
>
You chortle.
>
Bevan says, "No."
>
Bevan says, "I am afraid not."
>
Aeraelena sniffs.
>
Aeraelena looks downright miserable.
>
Aeraelena softly says, "Ohhh alright."
>
The buzz of thoughts in your mind subsides.
>
Aeraelena waves her hand in a dismissive gesture.
>
Clerac pokes his head out of the manor door and mutters, "You folks might want to keep it down out there. First off, this is a quiet manor...not made for all that ruckus. Second off, I've a nasty hangover...keep making all that noise, and I might just have to call for the law. Now pipe down!" With a nod, Clerac disappears into the manor.
>
Bevan looks over at Aevryl and shakes his head.
>
Aeraelena stares off into space.
>smie
Lady Aeraelena just went east.
>
Please rephrase that command.
>smile
You smile.
>
The powerful look leaves you.
>
Bevan smiles thinly at Izeril, inclining his head, and gesturing east
>'i was here before you sir
You darkly say, "I was here before you sir ."
>
Aevryl sighs quietly.
>
Bevan says, "Sir, if all you are here to do is add to the harassment, kindly take your leave. At once. This is not a public place."
>'i harass not
You darkly say, "I harass not ."
>bow bevan
You bow to Bevan.
>'you are the onlyone here spreading ill will
You darkly say, "You are the onlyone here spreading ill will."
>
Bevan says, "Good. I am glad to hear that. In which case I am sure you can be equally nonharassing in Town Square, or any one of a number of public venues."
>'and what is wrong with me being here lord bevan?
You darkly ask, "And what is wrong with me being here lord bevan?"
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>
The silvery luminescence fades from around you.
>
You feel at full magical power again.
>
Bevan says, "Because you came here with the intent to harass, and did so."
>'never
You darkly say, "Never."
>Aevryl gazes up into the heavens.
>blink
You blink.
>'i wouldn't do that...
You darkly say, "I wouldn't do that..."
>
Aevryl whispers, "May I ask what your intention was, sir?"
>'what did i do or say to you?
You darkly ask, "What did i do or say to you?"
>whisper aevryl i like to hear questions asked by the newcomers.
You quietly whisper to Aevryl, "I like to hear questions asked by the newcomers. ."
>whisper aevryl that one earlier was comical but i think i offended bevan, guess i should keep my giggling inward
You quietly whisper to Aevryl, "That one earlier was comical but i think i offended bevan, guess i should keep my giggling inward."
>
* Mindslaver just bit the dust!
>resync
Done. (Note: To resend room name and/or description you must do a LOOK)
>
Aevryl whispers, "Well, he does come here on his own accord to help, and the question was a bit far from the usual."
>
Bevan turns to face Aevryl.
>whisper aevryl but it was an honest one. i have no idea what it is.
You quietly whisper to Aevryl, "But it was an honest one. i have no idea what it is."
>
Aevryl gazes at Bevan.
>
Speaking to Aevryl, Bevan says, "So, my lady, as you were saying ..."
>
Aevryl whispers, "Perhaps he will tell you in a different setting."
>
Aevryl rubs her chin thoughtfully.
>
Aevryl says, "I have quite forgotten what the subject was."
>
Aevryl flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.
>
Bevan rubs Aevryl tenderly.
>
Bevan says, "Quite alright, my lady; no rush."
>
Aevryl furrows her brow.
>
Aevryl says, "Oh yes, now I have it."
>
Aevryl turns to face Bevan.
>
* Gisana just bit the dust!
>
The bright luminescence fades from around Aevryl.
>
Aevryl says, "I know a dear lass who has been wanting to follow the path of a cleric, but has no inkling how to begin..."
>
The silvery luminescence fades from around Aevryl.
>
Bevan asks, "As in skill selection or in how to choose an Arkati to serve?"
>
Aevryl says, "More the former, though I am sure she has questions about the latter too."
>
Bevan nods.
>
Bevan says, "Give me a moment to refer."
>
Aevryl nods.
>whisper aevryl ((i wish you two had handled this more professionally. even if you're not being paid you are the first thing new comers encounter when they come into elanthia and certainly if they had played other muds and known the look command and seen the charm they could have asked that same question, the hateful response would have been pretty poor of him.))
You quietly whisper to Aevryl, "((i wish you two had handled this more professionally. even if you're not being paid you are the first thing new comers encounter when they come into elanthia and certainly if they had played other muds and known the look command and seen the charm they could have asked that same question, the hateful response would have been pretty poor of him.))."
>
Bevan removes a waterstained salt-encrusted journal from in his ivory chart case.
>
Bevan carefully opens a waterstained salt-encrusted journal.
>
Bevan turns the page in his salt-encrusted journal.
>
Bevan turns the page in his salt-encrusted journal.
>
Bevan quietly peruses the pages in his salt-encrusted journal with a contemplative look upon his face.
>
Bevan says, "Right, this one."
>
Bevan put a laen tipped walking stick in his violet cloak.
>
Bevan asks, "Does your friend have in mind being a pure spellcaster, or a warrior cleric who uses arms?"
>
Aevryl whispers, "((How exactly would you have preferred it handled? Clearly you are no newcomer and your tone makes suggests some ill will, do you not think?))."
>
Aevryl ponders.
>
Aevryl says, "She does seem to have the heart of an amazon."
>
Aevryl chuckles to herself.
>
Bevan whispers, "And if you were a newcomer, all that would apply. You are not."
>
* Fantasmagorilla just bit the dust!
>
Bevan whispers, "Even harassing newcomers get different treatment. You know better, or you should."
>
Bevan whispers, "They don't know any differently; you just came to stir up trouble."
>whisper bevan i didn't really
You quietly whisper to Bevan, "I didn't really."
>whisper bevan i came to ask what you sold and then i saw that charm, i was only curious
You quietly whisper to Bevan, "I came to ask what you sold and then i saw that charm, i was only curious."
>
Bevan whispers, "Right. You can understand how far I am likely to believe that. In fact, you did not ask about the charm until I asked if you had an actual legitimate question, considering that I had already answered your question over the amunet."
>
Bevan whispers, "What we're here to do is help newcomers and answer legit questions, not to provide entertainment for bored people in the wee hours."
>
* Sairie just bit the dust!
>
Bevan turns to face Aevryl.
>
Aevryl cocks her head at Bevan.
>
Bevan says, "My apologies for my inattention, my lady."
>
Aevryl waves her hand in a dismissive gesture.
>whisper bevan wow did you? sorry didn't see it
You quietly whisper to Bevan, "Wow did you? sorry didn't see it ."
>
Bevan says, "Actually, we should find a spot in which I can give you the information."
>
Bevan stands up.
>
Aevryl stands up.
>
Mentor Bevan's group just went through a carved haonwood door.
>
Emeradan walks in.
>
Emeradan gazes in wonder at his surroundings.
>
Emeradan says, "It's kinda quiet."
>nod
You nod.
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan
Obvious paths: east
>
Emeradan asks, "Anything I can help you with?"
>'oh you're here to answer my assist?
You darkly ask, "Oh you're here to answer my assist?"
>'thought you were with bevan
You darkly say, "Thought you were with bevan."
>
Emeradan says, "Erm...you don't have a pending ASSIST, actually."
>blink
You blink.
>flail
You flail your arms about.
>'well shoot
You darkly say, "Well shoot."
>
Emeradan asks, "Were you looking for a Mentor or a GameHost?"
>whisper emeradan different character BAH maybe get me later on
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "Different character BAH maybe get me later on."
>
Emeradan smiles.
>'a mentor earlier
You darkly say, "A mentor earlier."
>
Emeradan asks, "Get your query answered?"
>nod
You nod.
>
Emeradan says, "Awesome."
>'agreed
You darkly say, "Agreed."
>smile emeradan
You smile at Emeradan.
>
Emeradan says, "I'll leave you be, then. Have a good one."
>'you too
Emeradan waves.
>
You darkly say, "You too."
>wave
You wave.
sort of long.
You darkly ask, "What is it you sell again?"
>look aevryl
You hear the faint thoughts of Randream echo in your mind:
"Any pickers willing to come to the thrak party room and pick a box for me please?"
>
You see Aevryl the Spellweaver.
She appears to be an Illistim Elf.
She appears to be in the flower of life and shorter than average. She has limpid violet eyes and alabaster skin. She has waist length, unruly silver hair held in a loose chignon by some twisted platinum hairsticks. She has a delicate face, an upturned nose and thin-tipped pointed ears.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a translucent pale indigo iceblossom, a crystal amulet, some dark grey silver-insigiled casting gloves, a pair of amethyst silk slippers, a silk-lined silvery brocade cloak, an opalescent white bodice, a pair of luminous black pearl earrings, a dark garnet-hued orchid tucked behind one ear, a soft white wizard's hat, some silvery full leather, and a flowing pale lilac satin skirt.
>
Aevryl gazes at you.
>grin tooth
I could not find what you were referring to.
>
Bevan says, "A great many things, casting gloves included."
>smile toothily.
Izeril smiles toothily.
>
Bevan says, "Weapons, jewelry, musical instruments and stands ..."
>'thats just fascinating
You darkly say, "Thats just fascinating."
>prep 1104
cure
You concentrate while murmuring the simple, mystical chant for Head Repair...
Your spell is ready.
>You concentrate.
That tingles, but there are no fresh head injuries to repair.
Cast Roundtime 3 seconds.
>
Bevan says, "I am glad you think so."
>prep 1105
You concentrate while murmuring the simple, mystical chant for Organ Repair...
Your spell is ready.
>cure back
Your back feels better.
Roundtime: 8 sec.
Cast Roundtime 3 seconds.
>'im glad you're glad that i think so
You darkly say, "Im glad you're glad that i think so."
>prep 1101
You concentrate while murmuring the simple, mystical chant for Heal...
Your spell is ready.
>cure
You concentrate.
You feel better.
Roundtime: 8 sec.
Cast Roundtime 3 seconds.
>
Aevryl stares off into space.
>sway
...wait 4 seconds.
>sway
...wait 1 seconds.
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Aevryl who is sitting, Mentor Bevan who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>eat nag
You try to eat your naginata.
>infop
Please rephrase that command.
>look bevan
You see Mentor Bevan Ravenswing the Troubadour.
He appears to be an Elf.
He appears to be as old as the hills and tall. He has piercing, intense twilight-hued violet eyes and fair skin. He has shoulder length, flowing midnight black hair streaked with silver. He has a slightly weathered, hawk-like face, a flaring nose and tall upswept pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a laen tipped walking stick in his right hand.
He is wearing a large black billowing silk shirt, some bloused violet silk pantaloons with embroidered silver anchors, a diamond-edged black raven mask, a gleaming silver quarter note suspended from a white satin cord, a crystalline lute charm bearing the legend "1st Elanthian TLC Regiment" in amethyst and crystal, a frost opal inset silver circlet, a sheer violet cloak seemingly woven from starlight with a wrought opal brooch, a pearl-set braided vaalin ring, a clef-clasped tooled leather satchel, an antique platinum wristband, a pair of silver-threaded boots, a violet silk sash embroidered with silver flames, a silver-chased carved amethyst flask, some silvery vultite cufflinks, a bracelet of pale silver-set amethysts, an antique silver armband inset with a rolaren star and four glaes stars, an antique silver bracer, an antique ivory chart case, a silver-rimmed glossy black shield, a silvery silk sheath embroidered with azure flowers, and a single yellow rose boutonniere.
>
* Keratos just bit the dust!
>
Bevan asks, "Did you have a particular question, sir?"
>
Bevan raises an eyebrow in your direction.
>think
You rub your chin thoughtfully.
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Aevryl who is sitting, Mentor Bevan who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>'what is the first ELanthian TLC regiment?
You darkly ask, "What is the first ELanthian TLC regiment?"
>'for 1000
You darkly say, "For 1000."
>hoot
You hoot.
>
Aevryl wrinkles her nose.
>blink bevan
You blink at Bevan.
>
Bevan raises an eyebrow in your direction.
>'you are are wearing a charm that showcases it...
The dim aura fades from around you.
>
You darkly say, "You are are wearing a charm that showcases it..."
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>prep 1105
cure
You concentrate while murmuring the simple, mystical chant for Organ Repair...
Your spell is ready.
>You concentrate.
Your chest feels better.
Roundtime: 8 sec.
Cast Roundtime 3 seconds.
>'or did you not know...
You darkly say, "Or did you not know..."
>
Bevan says, "Sir, this is a private institution for aiding and advising newcomers. If you are here to be rude or to waste my time, I shall have to ask you to leave."
>'i had a VERY specific question...
You darkly say, "I had a VERY specific question..."
>ponder
You ponder.
>'didn't you ask me to ask you that?
You darkly ask, "Didn't you ask me to ask you that?"
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>stance def
You are now in a defensive stance.
>'a particular one no les...
You darkly say, "A particular one no les..."
>
* Tylsar was just incinerated!
>
* Tylsar just bit the dust!
>look
Bevan says, "Which does not seem to be pertinent to much of anything, and for which the facts of the matter are reserved to those who were in the know nine years ago."
>
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Aevryl who is sitting, Mentor Bevan who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>
You hear the faint thoughts of Randream echo in your mind:
"Anyone know of any weapon holders made specifically for katars or brawling weapons?"
>'i see. i was only curious...
You darkly say, "I see. i was only curious... ."
>glance bevan
You glance at Bevan.
>'i'd expect a little more patience from those who protect lore in Elanith.
You darkly say, "I'd expect a little more patience from those who protect lore in Elanith."
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>think boots would work well for katars but i dont think they make them specificly for those
You focus on projecting your thoughts...
Roundtime: 5 seconds.
You hear the faint thoughts of You echo in your mind:
"boots would work well for katars but i dont think they make them specificly for those"
>'is it still a secret?
You darkly ask, "Is it still a secret?"
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Aevryl who is sitting, Mentor Bevan who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>
You hear the faint thoughts of Randream echo in your mind:
"Is 3 pounds considered a very small amount?"
>
Bevan says, "Your expectations of our purpose are your own, and do not govern how we operate. Let me be slightly more pointed, since the first request seems to have fallen away. Kindly take your leave."
>
Bevan points east.
>
Bevan says, "And yes, it remains a secret."
>squint
You squint.
>look bevan
You see Mentor Bevan Ravenswing the Troubadour.
He appears to be an Elf.
He appears to be as old as the hills and tall. He has piercing, intense twilight-hued violet eyes and fair skin. He has shoulder length, flowing midnight black hair streaked with silver. He has a slightly weathered, hawk-like face, a flaring nose and tall upswept pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a laen tipped walking stick in his right hand.
He is wearing a large black billowing silk shirt, some bloused violet silk pantaloons with embroidered silver anchors, a diamond-edged black raven mask, a gleaming silver quarter note suspended from a white satin cord, a crystalline lute charm bearing the legend "1st Elanthian TLC Regiment" in amethyst and crystal, a frost opal inset silver circlet, a sheer violet cloak seemingly woven from starlight with a wrought opal brooch, a pearl-set braided vaalin ring, a clef-clasped tooled leather satchel, an antique platinum wristband, a pair of silver-threaded boots, a violet silk sash embroidered with silver flames, a silver-chased carved amethyst flask, some silvery vultite cufflinks, a bracelet of pale silver-set amethysts, an antique silver armband inset with a rolaren star and four glaes stars, an antique silver bracer, an antique ivory chart case, a silver-rimmed glossy black shield, a silvery silk sheath embroidered with azure flowers, and a single yellow rose boutonniere.
>
The light blue glow leaves you.
>'and why would that be any less worthy of question than other questions asked
You darkly say, "And why would that be any less worthy of question than other questions asked."
>'and this is an establishment for everyone . not just newcomers, the order of lorekeepers is to aid everyone not just those completely in the dark!
You darkly exclaim, "And this is an establishment for everyone . not just newcomers, the order of lorekeepers is to aid everyone not just those completely in the dark!"
>
Bevan shrugs.
>breath
You take a deep breath.
>
Bevan just left.
>
Bevan just arrived.
>
You hear the voice of a crier nearby, "Bevan is now available to answer new adventurers' questions at Silverwood Manor in Wehnimer's Landing." Luckily, Bevan is right in front of you.
>
Aevryl rubs Bevan tenderly.
>
Bevan clasps Aevryl's hand tenderly.
>ponder
You ponder.
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Mentor Bevan who is sitting, Aevryl who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>
Bevan raises an eyebrow in your direction.
>
Bevan asks, "Well, sir?"
>'well what?
You darkly ask, "Well what?"
>
Please wait...
>>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: Mentor Bevan who is sitting, Aevryl who is sitting
Obvious paths: east
>
Lady Aeraelena just arrived.
>
Bevan turns to face Aeraelena.
>
Bevan asks, "Greetings, my lady; how may I be of service to you?"
>
Aevryl smiles at Aeraelena.
>
Aeraelena softly says, "I wanted to know if.."
>
Aeraelena softly says, "Um."
>
Aeraelena frets.
>
Aeraelena softly asks, "Have my babies?"
>
Aeraelena begs and pleads with Bevan.
>laugh
You laugh out loud!
>chortle
Aevryl raises an eyebrow.
>
You chortle.
>
Bevan says, "No."
>
Bevan says, "I am afraid not."
>
Aeraelena sniffs.
>
Aeraelena looks downright miserable.
>
Aeraelena softly says, "Ohhh alright."
>
The buzz of thoughts in your mind subsides.
>
Aeraelena waves her hand in a dismissive gesture.
>
Clerac pokes his head out of the manor door and mutters, "You folks might want to keep it down out there. First off, this is a quiet manor...not made for all that ruckus. Second off, I've a nasty hangover...keep making all that noise, and I might just have to call for the law. Now pipe down!" With a nod, Clerac disappears into the manor.
>
Bevan looks over at Aevryl and shakes his head.
>
Aeraelena stares off into space.
>smie
Lady Aeraelena just went east.
>
Please rephrase that command.
>smile
You smile.
>
The powerful look leaves you.
>
Bevan smiles thinly at Izeril, inclining his head, and gesturing east
>'i was here before you sir
You darkly say, "I was here before you sir ."
>
Aevryl sighs quietly.
>
Bevan says, "Sir, if all you are here to do is add to the harassment, kindly take your leave. At once. This is not a public place."
>'i harass not
You darkly say, "I harass not ."
>bow bevan
You bow to Bevan.
>'you are the onlyone here spreading ill will
You darkly say, "You are the onlyone here spreading ill will."
>
Bevan says, "Good. I am glad to hear that. In which case I am sure you can be equally nonharassing in Town Square, or any one of a number of public venues."
>'and what is wrong with me being here lord bevan?
You darkly ask, "And what is wrong with me being here lord bevan?"
>sway
You sway back and forth.
>
The silvery luminescence fades from around you.
>
You feel at full magical power again.
>
Bevan says, "Because you came here with the intent to harass, and did so."
>'never
You darkly say, "Never."
>Aevryl gazes up into the heavens.
>blink
You blink.
>'i wouldn't do that...
You darkly say, "I wouldn't do that..."
>
Aevryl whispers, "May I ask what your intention was, sir?"
>'what did i do or say to you?
You darkly ask, "What did i do or say to you?"
>whisper aevryl i like to hear questions asked by the newcomers.
You quietly whisper to Aevryl, "I like to hear questions asked by the newcomers. ."
>whisper aevryl that one earlier was comical but i think i offended bevan, guess i should keep my giggling inward
You quietly whisper to Aevryl, "That one earlier was comical but i think i offended bevan, guess i should keep my giggling inward."
>
* Mindslaver just bit the dust!
>resync
Done. (Note: To resend room name and/or description you must do a LOOK)
>
Aevryl whispers, "Well, he does come here on his own accord to help, and the question was a bit far from the usual."
>
Bevan turns to face Aevryl.
>whisper aevryl but it was an honest one. i have no idea what it is.
You quietly whisper to Aevryl, "But it was an honest one. i have no idea what it is."
>
Aevryl gazes at Bevan.
>
Speaking to Aevryl, Bevan says, "So, my lady, as you were saying ..."
>
Aevryl whispers, "Perhaps he will tell you in a different setting."
>
Aevryl rubs her chin thoughtfully.
>
Aevryl says, "I have quite forgotten what the subject was."
>
Aevryl flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.
>
Bevan rubs Aevryl tenderly.
>
Bevan says, "Quite alright, my lady; no rush."
>
Aevryl furrows her brow.
>
Aevryl says, "Oh yes, now I have it."
>
Aevryl turns to face Bevan.
>
* Gisana just bit the dust!
>
The bright luminescence fades from around Aevryl.
>
Aevryl says, "I know a dear lass who has been wanting to follow the path of a cleric, but has no inkling how to begin..."
>
The silvery luminescence fades from around Aevryl.
>
Bevan asks, "As in skill selection or in how to choose an Arkati to serve?"
>
Aevryl says, "More the former, though I am sure she has questions about the latter too."
>
Bevan nods.
>
Bevan says, "Give me a moment to refer."
>
Aevryl nods.
>whisper aevryl ((i wish you two had handled this more professionally. even if you're not being paid you are the first thing new comers encounter when they come into elanthia and certainly if they had played other muds and known the look command and seen the charm they could have asked that same question, the hateful response would have been pretty poor of him.))
You quietly whisper to Aevryl, "((i wish you two had handled this more professionally. even if you're not being paid you are the first thing new comers encounter when they come into elanthia and certainly if they had played other muds and known the look command and seen the charm they could have asked that same question, the hateful response would have been pretty poor of him.))."
>
Bevan removes a waterstained salt-encrusted journal from in his ivory chart case.
>
Bevan carefully opens a waterstained salt-encrusted journal.
>
Bevan turns the page in his salt-encrusted journal.
>
Bevan turns the page in his salt-encrusted journal.
>
Bevan quietly peruses the pages in his salt-encrusted journal with a contemplative look upon his face.
>
Bevan says, "Right, this one."
>
Bevan put a laen tipped walking stick in his violet cloak.
>
Bevan asks, "Does your friend have in mind being a pure spellcaster, or a warrior cleric who uses arms?"
>
Aevryl whispers, "((How exactly would you have preferred it handled? Clearly you are no newcomer and your tone makes suggests some ill will, do you not think?))."
>
Aevryl ponders.
>
Aevryl says, "She does seem to have the heart of an amazon."
>
Aevryl chuckles to herself.
>
Bevan whispers, "And if you were a newcomer, all that would apply. You are not."
>
* Fantasmagorilla just bit the dust!
>
Bevan whispers, "Even harassing newcomers get different treatment. You know better, or you should."
>
Bevan whispers, "They don't know any differently; you just came to stir up trouble."
>whisper bevan i didn't really
You quietly whisper to Bevan, "I didn't really."
>whisper bevan i came to ask what you sold and then i saw that charm, i was only curious
You quietly whisper to Bevan, "I came to ask what you sold and then i saw that charm, i was only curious."
>
Bevan whispers, "Right. You can understand how far I am likely to believe that. In fact, you did not ask about the charm until I asked if you had an actual legitimate question, considering that I had already answered your question over the amunet."
>
Bevan whispers, "What we're here to do is help newcomers and answer legit questions, not to provide entertainment for bored people in the wee hours."
>
* Sairie just bit the dust!
>
Bevan turns to face Aevryl.
>
Aevryl cocks her head at Bevan.
>
Bevan says, "My apologies for my inattention, my lady."
>
Aevryl waves her hand in a dismissive gesture.
>whisper bevan wow did you? sorry didn't see it
You quietly whisper to Bevan, "Wow did you? sorry didn't see it ."
>
Bevan says, "Actually, we should find a spot in which I can give you the information."
>
Bevan stands up.
>
Aevryl stands up.
>
Mentor Bevan's group just went through a carved haonwood door.
>
Emeradan walks in.
>
Emeradan gazes in wonder at his surroundings.
>
Emeradan says, "It's kinda quiet."
>nod
You nod.
>look
[Silverwood Manor, Courtyard]
Painted a pristine shade of white, a short stone wall lines the entire expanse of the courtyard. Leading towards the carved haonwood door of the manor, some short boxwood hedges line the multicolored stone path. Verdant grass provides a suitable place to sit and listen to a lesson, and a small tree to the back of the courtyard lends shade if needed. Azalea bushes with resplendent pink blossoms edge the wall, adding a touch of color to the area. You also see a silver bell with a long silken rope.
Also here: GameMaster Emeradan
Obvious paths: east
>
Emeradan asks, "Anything I can help you with?"
>'oh you're here to answer my assist?
You darkly ask, "Oh you're here to answer my assist?"
>'thought you were with bevan
You darkly say, "Thought you were with bevan."
>
Emeradan says, "Erm...you don't have a pending ASSIST, actually."
>blink
You blink.
>flail
You flail your arms about.
>'well shoot
You darkly say, "Well shoot."
>
Emeradan asks, "Were you looking for a Mentor or a GameHost?"
>whisper emeradan different character BAH maybe get me later on
You quietly whisper to Emeradan, "Different character BAH maybe get me later on."
>
Emeradan smiles.
>'a mentor earlier
You darkly say, "A mentor earlier."
>
Emeradan asks, "Get your query answered?"
>nod
You nod.
>
Emeradan says, "Awesome."
>'agreed
You darkly say, "Agreed."
>smile emeradan
You smile at Emeradan.
>
Emeradan says, "I'll leave you be, then. Have a good one."
>'you too
Emeradan waves.
>
You darkly say, "You too."
>wave
You wave.