Rakisak_x
08-30-2013, 09:48 AM
Selling some HCP 5x Brig (w/ show), HCW 4x Dagger (H4H w/ loresong), and the Jackal head ring (8 to Stalking and Hiding Bonus/2 to Perception Bonus/Lots of zests). Will accept cash @14 per mil from verified paypal accounts.
5x HCP Brig - some sleek dark leather armor: 22mil
Well-oiled and meticulously crafted, this body armor is the perfect embodiment of prideful craftsmanship. Every strap and buckle has been darkly colored to ensure continuity of appearance. At the left him, light scratches forming a small skull are the only marring of the leather. You also notice a small enchanter's glyph.
4x HCW Dagger (H4H Item) - a keenly-edged rolaren stiletto: 10mil
Loresong:
The room begins to blur as you sing, everything in your periphery washing away as you regard the stiletto in your hand with new eyes. As you look back up, you notice your surroundings have changed and it dawns on you that you are witnessing a scene long-since past, through the eyes of another.
The room is dark, lighted by torches on the walls that sputter in an unseen draft. A dark-clad elf keeps watchful eye by the only door leading into the room, his hand resting on the hilt of the sword at his side. Several fresh-faced elven youths sit in a semicircle before you, their eyes raptly attentive, as if seeking to absorb your words and actions. You feel yourself standing, then watch yourself stealthily approach a straw-stuffed mannequin set on the edge of the room. Glancing over your shoulder to confirm your students are watching, you slip into the shadows, then, when in position, your hand extends from the shadows with a well-placed stab to the mannequin's back.
The scene shifts with the next blink of your eyes and you see yourself running a whetstone almost lovingly over the stiletto in your hand, drawing the hard, fine-grained stone slowly over the diamond-shaped facets of the blade until it gleams. You see your students again before you, each with a stiletto and whetstone in hand, adeptly imitating your movements as they sharpen their blades. You sense yourself smiling at each one, complimenting them on their hard work and diligence as you pace slowly around the semicircle. Taking your time, you observe and mentally critique each individual's hand movements and angle. With the inner knowledge that every youth is prepared, you lay a hand on each shoulder and nod.
Again, you blink, and as you open your eyes once more, the scene has changed. This time, your students stand before you, stiff and formal with obvious anticipation. You see yourself take hold of a dark velvet cloth laid upon a table, throwing it back to reveal several gleaming rolaren stilettos. Each blade has been honed to a startlingly sharp edge, and polished until the metal glints in the torch light. One by one, you caress and grasp each stiletto, facing one of your students and hearing their vow. As the words are spoken, you hand each youth their stiletto, handle-first.
Slowly the vision begins to fade, and you regain the sense of the here and now.
an enruned black ora jackal's head ring set with faceted ruby eyes (8 to Stalking and Hiding Bonus/2 to Perception Bonus): 8mil
Zests:
First Person (unhidden):
RUB
You adjust an enruned black ora jackal's head ring set with faceted ruby eyes upon your finger, contemplative.
TAP
You finger the jackal's head upon your ring, a slightly deranged look in your eyes.
TURN
You turn sharply this way and that, cackling ferally as your eyes gleam with unholy glee.
WAVE
You thump your fist against your breast, throwing back your head to howl out the prideful vengeance of a wounded jackal.
RAISE
You raise your hands to the sky, the runes on your jackal's head ring glittering a bloody crimson.
Third Person:
RUB
XXXX adjusts an enruned black ora jackal's head ring set with faceted ruby eyes upon his finger, his face darkening momentarily.
TAP
XXXX fingers the jackal's head upon his ring, a slightly deranged look in his eye.
TURN
XXXX turns sharply this way and that, cackling ferally as his eyes gleam with unholy glee.
WAVE
XXXX thumps his fist against his breast, throwing back his head to howl out the prideful vengeance of a wounded jackal.
RAISE
XXXX raises his hands to the sky, the runes on his jackal's head ring glittering a bloody crimson.
Hidden third person view:
TURN
You hear a deranged cackling nearby.
RAISE
A faint glint of reddish light appears in the shadows.
5x HCP Brig - some sleek dark leather armor: 22mil
Well-oiled and meticulously crafted, this body armor is the perfect embodiment of prideful craftsmanship. Every strap and buckle has been darkly colored to ensure continuity of appearance. At the left him, light scratches forming a small skull are the only marring of the leather. You also notice a small enchanter's glyph.
4x HCW Dagger (H4H Item) - a keenly-edged rolaren stiletto: 10mil
Loresong:
The room begins to blur as you sing, everything in your periphery washing away as you regard the stiletto in your hand with new eyes. As you look back up, you notice your surroundings have changed and it dawns on you that you are witnessing a scene long-since past, through the eyes of another.
The room is dark, lighted by torches on the walls that sputter in an unseen draft. A dark-clad elf keeps watchful eye by the only door leading into the room, his hand resting on the hilt of the sword at his side. Several fresh-faced elven youths sit in a semicircle before you, their eyes raptly attentive, as if seeking to absorb your words and actions. You feel yourself standing, then watch yourself stealthily approach a straw-stuffed mannequin set on the edge of the room. Glancing over your shoulder to confirm your students are watching, you slip into the shadows, then, when in position, your hand extends from the shadows with a well-placed stab to the mannequin's back.
The scene shifts with the next blink of your eyes and you see yourself running a whetstone almost lovingly over the stiletto in your hand, drawing the hard, fine-grained stone slowly over the diamond-shaped facets of the blade until it gleams. You see your students again before you, each with a stiletto and whetstone in hand, adeptly imitating your movements as they sharpen their blades. You sense yourself smiling at each one, complimenting them on their hard work and diligence as you pace slowly around the semicircle. Taking your time, you observe and mentally critique each individual's hand movements and angle. With the inner knowledge that every youth is prepared, you lay a hand on each shoulder and nod.
Again, you blink, and as you open your eyes once more, the scene has changed. This time, your students stand before you, stiff and formal with obvious anticipation. You see yourself take hold of a dark velvet cloth laid upon a table, throwing it back to reveal several gleaming rolaren stilettos. Each blade has been honed to a startlingly sharp edge, and polished until the metal glints in the torch light. One by one, you caress and grasp each stiletto, facing one of your students and hearing their vow. As the words are spoken, you hand each youth their stiletto, handle-first.
Slowly the vision begins to fade, and you regain the sense of the here and now.
an enruned black ora jackal's head ring set with faceted ruby eyes (8 to Stalking and Hiding Bonus/2 to Perception Bonus): 8mil
Zests:
First Person (unhidden):
RUB
You adjust an enruned black ora jackal's head ring set with faceted ruby eyes upon your finger, contemplative.
TAP
You finger the jackal's head upon your ring, a slightly deranged look in your eyes.
TURN
You turn sharply this way and that, cackling ferally as your eyes gleam with unholy glee.
WAVE
You thump your fist against your breast, throwing back your head to howl out the prideful vengeance of a wounded jackal.
RAISE
You raise your hands to the sky, the runes on your jackal's head ring glittering a bloody crimson.
Third Person:
RUB
XXXX adjusts an enruned black ora jackal's head ring set with faceted ruby eyes upon his finger, his face darkening momentarily.
TAP
XXXX fingers the jackal's head upon his ring, a slightly deranged look in his eye.
TURN
XXXX turns sharply this way and that, cackling ferally as his eyes gleam with unholy glee.
WAVE
XXXX thumps his fist against his breast, throwing back his head to howl out the prideful vengeance of a wounded jackal.
RAISE
XXXX raises his hands to the sky, the runes on his jackal's head ring glittering a bloody crimson.
Hidden third person view:
TURN
You hear a deranged cackling nearby.
RAISE
A faint glint of reddish light appears in the shadows.