Swami71
04-06-2011, 03:25 AM
amethyst-set green rolaren mirror
5x a day
Drains 5 spirit
Shows appearance of person you whisper and gives them a creepy message.
SOLD: 8 Mil Flat
Example Below:
>rub 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.
Roundtime changed to 2 seconds.
R>rub 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.
Roundtime changed to 2 seconds.
R>rub 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.
Roundtime changed to 2 seconds.
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."
>whisp mirror siphere
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 Lord Siphere the Hero.
He appears to be an Ardenai Elf.
He is taller than average and appears to be very young. He has sparkling hazel eyes and tanned skin. He has short, tousled titian hair.
He has minor cuts and bruises on his chest.
He is wearing an ivory and ebon dreamstone orb, a dark hooded cloak fastened with a veniom clasp, an embroidered green leather backpack with modwir-buttoned flaps, some lacquered azure vambraces trimmed with pale dream agate, a black leather kelyn-studded pouch, a plain black sack, and a gold-inlaid dark green anklet.
You suddenly feel very drained!
>poke mirror
You give the green rolaren mirror a gentle prod. The solidity of the mirror gives way beneath your fingers, segueing into an almost gelatinous consistency. Only a spider's web of hair-thin fractures suggests that the material you disturb is actually glass. As you withdraw your hand, they retreat reluctantly, fading until the surface is solid once more.
Person being viewed sees this:
You suddenly feel an odd presence touch your face. The sensation quickly fades.
5x a day
Drains 5 spirit
Shows appearance of person you whisper and gives them a creepy message.
SOLD: 8 Mil Flat
Example Below:
>rub 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.
Roundtime changed to 2 seconds.
R>rub 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.
Roundtime changed to 2 seconds.
R>rub 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.
Roundtime changed to 2 seconds.
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."
>whisp mirror siphere
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 Lord Siphere the Hero.
He appears to be an Ardenai Elf.
He is taller than average and appears to be very young. He has sparkling hazel eyes and tanned skin. He has short, tousled titian hair.
He has minor cuts and bruises on his chest.
He is wearing an ivory and ebon dreamstone orb, a dark hooded cloak fastened with a veniom clasp, an embroidered green leather backpack with modwir-buttoned flaps, some lacquered azure vambraces trimmed with pale dream agate, a black leather kelyn-studded pouch, a plain black sack, and a gold-inlaid dark green anklet.
You suddenly feel very drained!
>poke mirror
You give the green rolaren mirror a gentle prod. The solidity of the mirror gives way beneath your fingers, segueing into an almost gelatinous consistency. Only a spider's web of hair-thin fractures suggests that the material you disturb is actually glass. As you withdraw your hand, they retreat reluctantly, fading until the surface is solid once more.
Person being viewed sees this:
You suddenly feel an odd presence touch your face. The sensation quickly fades.