GSLadyGothique
10-19-2007, 10:12 PM
PM me or send me an IM to bid. Winners IM me for pick up
GSLadyGothique on AIM
Everything that has no bids yet had been moved to:
http://www.crystalamulet.com/aboutme.php?user=Gothie
All the info I have about this stuff I've posted here so if you have a question I probably can't answer it. I had to ask some friends to help me price things since I'm a terrible merchant so I did my best. If you want to make an offer feel free.
a dull white ora falchion - The white ora falchion is surrounded by a pure white flickering flame that burns with the rage of divine fury.
Unlocked Iasha white ora
peer- As you gaze on the hilt of your white ora falchion, your eyes mist over and you see the holy symbol of Koar burn in your mind.
wave - As you wave the white ora falchion in the air, bursts of white-hot pure flames fly from it in every direction.
kiss - You set the tip of your white ora falchion on the ground, bowing your head and murmuring a prayer to your patron.
touch - You lovingly trace your fingers along the veins of white-ora folded into the falchion.
poke - You run a finger down the surface of the falchion. You stop to admire its flawless craftsmanship, all of it crafted from gleaming white ora and meticulously maintained. Unfortunately, you forgot about the flames surrounding it, and it is hot!
roar - You point your weapon into the sky and roar a battlecry to Koar.
hold - Holding your white ora falchion, you cry out, "Koar, aid me in my hour of need!"
self script - The crimson flames surrounding your white ora falchion flare up a brilliant orange for a moment.
Loresong
As you begin to sing, your vision clouds over and a scene unfolds before you. The image of a scarred dwarf in white leathers laboring deep in a dark, dank mine, grunting as he extracts precious white ora ore.
As you continue to sing, you can see the dwarf laboring over a hot iron forge. He mops his brow continually as he pumps the bellows then returns to the anvil, coaxing a weapon from the white-hot metal. As he hammers again and again with a perfect eonake forging-hammer he looks more and more pleased with his work. He now and again sticks it into a trough filled with a shimmering oil. After a few more minutes of hammering, he begins to look unsatisfied with his results, and then suddenly tosses it back into the fire. "I can do better than that, for Eonak's glory!
As you continue to sing, your inner vision once again focuses on the scarred dwarf, carefully polishing the white ora falchion before handing it to an imposing priest. His raiment is of the finest quality, from the magnificent cloth-of-silver cope, his bejeweled miter, and gleaming amethyst on his hand marking him as one of the ecclesiastical hierarchy. He sets the weapon on the altar and cries, "In the name of no deity, I consecrate this weapon.
CB 500K Ceero SOLD IM me for pick-up BO 1M
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a deeply hooded black velvet cloak - The soft dark velvet has been brushed to a high sheen, lending a bit of shimmer to the folds of the cloak. Lining the garment is a striking shade of sangria which contrasts beautifully with the outer layer. A thin chain of platinum secures the cloak and drapes gently around the shoulders.
Holds VLA, weighs 5, closes and scripted
You don your black velvet cloak, the folds of its hood falling across your shoulders and down your back.
You touch the hood of your black velvet cloak, arranging its folds around your face.
You push the hood of your black velvet cloak back and let it fall across your shoulders.
You pull the hood of your black velvet cloak up over your head and settle its folds around your face.
probably more
CB 600k Sylvan Dreams SOLD IM me for pick-up BO at 2m
GSLadyGothique on AIM
Everything that has no bids yet had been moved to:
http://www.crystalamulet.com/aboutme.php?user=Gothie
All the info I have about this stuff I've posted here so if you have a question I probably can't answer it. I had to ask some friends to help me price things since I'm a terrible merchant so I did my best. If you want to make an offer feel free.
a dull white ora falchion - The white ora falchion is surrounded by a pure white flickering flame that burns with the rage of divine fury.
Unlocked Iasha white ora
peer- As you gaze on the hilt of your white ora falchion, your eyes mist over and you see the holy symbol of Koar burn in your mind.
wave - As you wave the white ora falchion in the air, bursts of white-hot pure flames fly from it in every direction.
kiss - You set the tip of your white ora falchion on the ground, bowing your head and murmuring a prayer to your patron.
touch - You lovingly trace your fingers along the veins of white-ora folded into the falchion.
poke - You run a finger down the surface of the falchion. You stop to admire its flawless craftsmanship, all of it crafted from gleaming white ora and meticulously maintained. Unfortunately, you forgot about the flames surrounding it, and it is hot!
roar - You point your weapon into the sky and roar a battlecry to Koar.
hold - Holding your white ora falchion, you cry out, "Koar, aid me in my hour of need!"
self script - The crimson flames surrounding your white ora falchion flare up a brilliant orange for a moment.
Loresong
As you begin to sing, your vision clouds over and a scene unfolds before you. The image of a scarred dwarf in white leathers laboring deep in a dark, dank mine, grunting as he extracts precious white ora ore.
As you continue to sing, you can see the dwarf laboring over a hot iron forge. He mops his brow continually as he pumps the bellows then returns to the anvil, coaxing a weapon from the white-hot metal. As he hammers again and again with a perfect eonake forging-hammer he looks more and more pleased with his work. He now and again sticks it into a trough filled with a shimmering oil. After a few more minutes of hammering, he begins to look unsatisfied with his results, and then suddenly tosses it back into the fire. "I can do better than that, for Eonak's glory!
As you continue to sing, your inner vision once again focuses on the scarred dwarf, carefully polishing the white ora falchion before handing it to an imposing priest. His raiment is of the finest quality, from the magnificent cloth-of-silver cope, his bejeweled miter, and gleaming amethyst on his hand marking him as one of the ecclesiastical hierarchy. He sets the weapon on the altar and cries, "In the name of no deity, I consecrate this weapon.
CB 500K Ceero SOLD IM me for pick-up BO 1M
~~~~~~~~~~~
a deeply hooded black velvet cloak - The soft dark velvet has been brushed to a high sheen, lending a bit of shimmer to the folds of the cloak. Lining the garment is a striking shade of sangria which contrasts beautifully with the outer layer. A thin chain of platinum secures the cloak and drapes gently around the shoulders.
Holds VLA, weighs 5, closes and scripted
You don your black velvet cloak, the folds of its hood falling across your shoulders and down your back.
You touch the hood of your black velvet cloak, arranging its folds around your face.
You push the hood of your black velvet cloak back and let it fall across your shoulders.
You pull the hood of your black velvet cloak up over your head and settle its folds around your face.
probably more
CB 600k Sylvan Dreams SOLD IM me for pick-up BO at 2m