Originally Posted by
GoingGone
I wish I still had a full log, I have a few clips though:
3rd Person: Daarthiir suddenly looks a bit stiff and his movements are slightly awkard as he gestures with his hands. His mouth opens and a voice not his own escapes, speaking in an ancient dialect. To your horror, a demon sudden appears in the area, apparently at Daarthiir's bidding!
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1st Person: You suddenly feel as if you are not yourself and every movement is of another's will. Cold fear washes over your skin as you feel your mouth moving of its own accord and words escaping your mouth of a foreign tongue. A few stilted gestures of your hand and a demon appears at what appears to be your bidding! A deep hiss enters your mind, murmuring, "You have sssserved well..."
(Sometime later the abyran'ra is killed, and Daarthiir gets ganked at the Luukosian shrine. Luukos rezzes him and he winds up in TSC. He pulls the knife thrown at him out of the wound and begins to form a ritual in the blood, and carves his tongue up. I wish I'd have gotten more captures, but here's a few)
3rd Person: As the globs of blood splatter on the ground from Daarthiir's mouth, they disappear in puffs of viridian smoke.
1st Person: Blood pours forth from your tongue as it throbs painfully.
(and a couple more 1st person captures as the ritual kept going)
1st Person: The clouds part above your head, bathing you in crimson moonlight as you rest your face against the ground.
1st Person: A sibilant hissing fills the square, rising and falling in time with your chants.
...And just to keep this thread on topic, here's my bard's updated outfit. I just need to work on his alternate (not-gritty) outfit during EG and then post that up too.
You see Lord Evandre Solazo.
He appears to be a Human.
He is average height. He has tired, haunted absinthe-hued eyes and lightly scar-touched fair skin. He has chest-length, feathery whitish blonde hair cut in an angular fashion, the errant and unruly locks framing his face in careful disarray. A series of warding sigils and religious insignia have been tattooed, burnt, and carved into the underside of his left wrist.
His face is concealed by a coiled series of yellowed mummy-shroud wrappings.
He has a red-scaled dragon tattoo on his chest, and a rough bogwood pipe clenched between his teeth.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a black leather tri-corn hat set with a pair of foggy grey plumes, a fogged leaden glass pendant, a gritty grey-black leather jacket, a dark eahnor harp pin, an open-cuffed ivory linen tunic, some dusty grey double leathers, a warded ragged leather bracer, a heavily notched rawhide belt, a rusted iron spyglass, a low-slung leather treasure satchel, an absinthe-hued glass flask with a bulbous spherical bottom, a pair of worn-in darkened leather pants, a thin matte steel boot-chain, and some weathered black leather boots.
Pin makes unlimited: As you rub your eahnor harp pin, a pale mist swirls sinuously down your arm and coalesces into the form of a spectral harp with lustrous eahnor strings in your left hand.
His sonic set:
>tap long
You tap an undulating spectral longsword formed of twisting white apparations, which is in your right hand.
>tap shi
You tap a ghostly lantern shield encased in a swirling light mist, which is in your left hand.
>tap arm
You tap a hazy cage of ethereal armor streaming trails of ghostly mist that you are wearing.
