Aymah's performances

AymahAymah Member Posts: 49 ✭✭✭
edited June 2016 in Roleplay Logs
So Aymah has been 'performing'; singing and dancing. Since conveying the music through text can be pretty rough, specially when there's background noise, I'm hoping to get lots of feedback... pwetty-pwease.


This first log is the latest, of a Sentinel party.
Featuring @Kallah, @Shachalai, and lots of background noise. Have highlighted everything related to the performance, for easier reading... maybe.

Hanging Gardens (59248) - Duiran (Unmapped)
A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Resting
on the ground is a cube-shaped silver sigil. There are 2 chunky chocolate chip
cookies here. Golden-brown and sugary, a large cookie has been left here. A
chocolate sandwich cookie has been dropped here. There are 2 coconut-covered
snowball cakes here. A cake shaped like a heart sits here, strawberries on top.
There are 17 elegantly shaped obsidian cups here. There are 6 beef and
strawberry stuffed sandwich rolls here. There are 10 thick, chunky beef and
beans soups here. There are 4 stacks of honey wheat pancakes here. A spring-
green-glazed clay pitcher has been placed here. A delicate sundress is hanging
over a low branch here. Sitting here atop the water is the vague impression of a
water sprite. A fiery efreeti spins madly here. There are 2 beating phoenix
hearts here. A chunky bacon and pistachio shortbread cookie is here. A delicate,
pale pink meringue sandwich cookie sits here. An amulet set with small crystal
of crystallized green ylem has been left here. A pincher-shaped cookie has been
left here. A fairly large stack of pieces of irid moss lies discarded here. A
meringue sandwich cookie of ruddy hue sits here. A spiral-patterned kawhe cookie
rests here. White fur stretched tightly over sinewy muscules, this giant snowy
white-furred direwolf snarls. Silently exploring its surroundings, an adult
reticulated planthopper is here. Yero Ta'Ros is here. He is riding on a massive
obsidian-shelled hermit crab. Khimaira Tenshyo Tanarian, fio Unarhete Iahulo is
here. Xandren is here, peering about suspiciously. Ashlea Cale is here,
concealed within the shadows. She is riding on a striped tiger. She wields a
wooden fishing pole in her right hand. Phantom Eyes, Latharn Starion is here,
concealed within the shadows. Kallah Atvarai is here. She wields a vicious
yellow brown dhurive in her hands. Frost Adept Lait Sharma is here. She wields a
frost-rimed aetherstaff of icy motes in her left hand. Bearer of the Spark,
Marian Faust is here. Riker is here. He wields a vicious black dhurive in his
hands. A. Maizin Starion is here, concealed within the shadows. She is riding on
a bronze-horned ina'a. Shachalai is here. She is riding on a donkey clad in Mhun
barding. She wields a fiery aetherstaff of swirling spatial motes in her left
hand and a venantium fishing rod in her right. Cerulean Huntress Rosaline
Silverain, the Silver Fox is here. She is riding on a huge, light green taerilan.
She wields a cute and fuzzy Rajamalan doll in her left hand.
You see a single exit leading east.


You have emoted: Aymah shuffles closer to Kallah, with a hopeful look and a
toothy smile.

Wylliam squints at Rosaline, "She's been trying to steal the cookies."

You drink the last drops from a vibrant blue glass bottle with traces of
fragrant Itzatl whiskey.

"Excell- WHAT!?" Tenshyo suddenly blurts, feeling horribly outnumbered.

Yero Ta'Ros says, "Does he explode into candy?"

Wylliam gives rich chocolate fudge candy to Ashlea.

Kallah grins mischievously at Ashlea.

Kallah murmurs to you, "Shall we?"

First biting into the crunchy exterior and then finishing off the gooey,
chocolate interior, Wylliam devours a chunky chocolate chip cookie entirely.

You nod your head at Kallah.

Khimaira Tenshyo Tanarian, fio Unarhete Iahulo says, "I bruise like a peach! Uh..
Yeah!"

Latharn sips from a wave-embossed steel flask with traces of richly-aromatic
golden rum.

Wylliam chuckles at Tenshyo.

You tell Shachalai, "Would you do me... a kindness?"
Shachalai tells you, "What kindness?"

Ashlea Cale says to Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol, "Thanks dear."

You tell Shachalai, "Fire."

Shachalai sips from a clouded glass bottle with traces of dark, wyrm's breath
rum.

Kallah plants a soft kiss upon Tenshyo's cheek, moving from him to walk back
over into the clearing. Pulling her violin from it's hidden location behind a
tree, she waits for you to join her.

You tell Shachalai, "The illusion of it."

Winking, Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says to Ashlea Cale, "Of course..
"

Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox exclaims to Bloodhunt,
Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol, "My cookies!"

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "I had to fight.."

Rosaline grabs protectively at a strawberry chunk cookie.

Marian picks up a chunky chocolate chip cookie.

First biting into the crunchy exterior and then finishing off the gooey,
chocolate interior, Marian devours a chunky chocolate chip cookie entirely.

Shachalai tells you, "What sort of illuuhion?"

Wylliam stares at Rosaline, "Her off. But she's pretty sneaky, I know she got
alot.
Wylliam grins mischievously at Rosaline.

Maizin hums a happy tune.

You have emoted: Bottle in hand, Aymah moves nearer to Kallah, softly clearing
her throat.

Rosaline giggles happily.
Rosaline eats a strawberry chunk cookie.

Tenshyo blinks at Kallah's peck, but smiles otherwise, watching the woman move
to the clearing and collecting her instrument.

Rosaline gives Maizin a gentle smile before leaning in close to kiss her softly.

Xandren clambers up to sit atop a giant, snowy white-furred direwolf flank
quietly as he glances around the room, grumbling, "I'm not sure how I lost a
foot of height..give or take.."

You inhale a sudden waft of fresh air from an unseen crevice.

Wylliam places a casual arm around Ashlea, "Care for a drink?"

Tenshyo sips from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup of crisp, clear well water.

Maizin makes sure Wylliam's back is turned before snatching a chunky chocolate
chip cookie.

Rosaline cackles hellishly.
Rosaline sips the last drops from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup with traces
of sparkling suli wine.

Frowning, Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says to you, "We don't have any
booze?"

Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox says, "There's wine."

"Haven't seen you play that in awhile," Tenshyo remarks to Kallah, just loud
enough to be heard over the gethering and festivities.

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "Wie.."

Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox says, "And whatever dark
mokka is."

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "I mean.."

Latharn sips from a wave-embossed steel flask with traces of richly-aromatic
golden rum.

Wylliam sucks thoughtfully on his teeth.

You have emoted: Aymah raises her bottle in Wylliam's direction, and shrugs
helplessly.

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says to Phantom Eyes, Latharn Starion,
"You are making me jealous."

Riker does a short circuit about the gardens, honing in on the wide assortment
of foods, and more importantly, the drinks. "Ah, what a pleasant surprise," she
voices out loudly, "What is this occasion?"

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "Rest of us got tea."

Wylliam turns to face Riker clenching his right fist and pounding his chest
thrice in rapid succession, symbolizing the vibrant heart that beats within.

Kallah sends a gaze in Tenshyo's direction, placing the violin upon her shoulder and reaching up to tune the chords.

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "Greetings, Riker."

Wylliam picks up an elegantly shaped obsidian cup.

Kallah gives a cute and fuzzy Rajamalan doll to Ashlea.
Wylliam gives an elegantly shaped obsidian cup to Ashlea.

Rosaline turns to face Riker clenching her right fist and pounding her chest
thrice in rapid succession, symbolizing the vibrant heart that beats within.

Xandren says, "I didn't get a swing at the bolgsack, sadly.."

Shachalai tells you, "What sort of fire?"

A wicked grin crosses Maizin's lips.

You tell Shachalai, "I don't know, you're the creative sort!"

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "You would had liked that."

Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox exclaims, "I'm too strong,
sorry!"

You murmur to Kallah, "What about a tune of... winter?"

-----Shachalai LOST REBOUNDING-----
Fire leaps up, sharp and sudden, licking brightly at the air.

Holding up @cup257618, Riker says, ""Greetin's.""


Tenshyo sips from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup with traces of crisp, clear
well water.

Rosaline raises an eyebrow at Shachalai.

Marian murmurs something softly to Kallah.

Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox says to Shachalai, "Want to
watch it with that fire?"

You have emoted: Aymah claps her hands, nodding in Shachalai's direction, and
slowly begins to circle around Kallah.

Tenshyo picks up a stack of honey wheat pancakes.
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Xandren says, "Yes. Please. Not in the guildhall."

You say to Rosaline, "Leave the woman be, it's part of our... act!"

Kallah smiles, nodding at Aymah and content with her tuning, takes no notice to
her surroundings and placing bow to strings, begins to play.

Jerking a thumb toward you, Shachalai says: "She asked for it. Take it up with
her." Her hands waver in the air - the fire grows and spreads across the floor,
roaring upward into a bright pillar.

"Ah, if anything happens to.. explode or catch flame," Tenshyo intones warmly,
"I can handle it."

Shachalai says, "It's not even real flame. Honestly..."

Ashlea Cale says, "Speaking of fire.. I need some flour and a fire."

Wylliam swiftly swings up onto a giant, snowy white-furred direwolf.

Ashlea Cale says to Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol, "Got flour on ya?"
Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "Umm."
Xandren says to Ashlea Cale, "I can provide fire..but not here."
Xandren nods his head sagely.
Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "I do."
Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "About fifty bags, how many
darling?"
Ashlea Cale says, "That's plenty."
Wylliam gives a small sack of wheat flour and a stack of 50 small sacks of wheat
flour to Ashlea.

Kallah murmurs to you, "Sing like the wind love, they are a chatty bunch."

Wylliam nods his head emphatically.

Xandren beckons Ashlea to him.

Frost Adept Lait Sharma says, "You just -- carry around fifty bags of flour on
you?"

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "Fire?"

"Be right back!" Ashlea cries.

Tenshyo blinks.

Xandren leaves to the east, followed by a shadowy figure.

Khimaira Tenshyo Tanarian, fio Unarhete Iahulo says to Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir,
Fionna`Faol, "FIFTY bags of flour?"

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says to Frost Adept Lait Sharma, "Ya.. I
like to cook."
Wylliam grins mischievously at Lait.
Frost Adept Lait Sharma says, "That's as many as five tens!"

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "It's flour Man!"

You have emoted: Aymah clears her throat once more, taking slow, preying steps
around Kallah as she begins to sing, moving a hand into the illusion of the
flames. "Griana the huntress, wandered the woods one day," she starts in a soft
voice, slow like her motions.

Maizin groans mightily at Lait.

Marian picks up a beef and strawberry stuffed sandwich roll.

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says to Khimaira Tenshyo Tanarian, fio
Unarhete Iahulo, "See, it works like this. I knew eventually Ash ask."
Wylliam grins mischievously at Tenshyo.

"Ah!" Tenshyo says to Wylliam, comprehension flashing across his face.

Marian quickly devours a beef and strawberry stuffed sandwich roll.

Khimaira Tenshyo Tanarian, fio Unarhete Iahulo says to Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir,
Fionna`Faol, "Smart thinking."

Wylliam nods at Tenshyo, "I'm always prepared."

Kallah's notes follow your every word, the strokes across the chords soft and
mellow.

Though her hands lift high, maintaining the illusionary flame, Shachalai's eyes
are on you.

Wylliam turns his head towards you at the mention of Griana.

Tenshyo smirks, giving a chuckle, "Can never be to sure these days, huh? Always
something somewhere!"

You inhale a sudden waft of fresh air from an unseen crevice.

Maizin checks to make sure no one is looking, and quickly swipes a sugary
snickerdoodle cookie.

You have emoted: "Cold it was, the winter harsh--" Aymah nearly whispers the
song, joining into Kallah's tune with slow motions around the woman. "And scarce
was the prey-- but still..." She holds her arms up, crossing at the wrists
before turning, and continuing her pacing, "Huwald wandered too, unknowing of
this lioness,"

Wylliam leans against the wall, his arms folding across his chest.

From over his cup, Riker peers over the gathered and then makes way towards an
unoccupied rock where he settles into a squatted perch. There he listens
intently as the singing begins, quietly humming the tune to himself as the
chords set into a steady pattern.

Water cup hold firmly in his left hand, Tenshyo's right slips into his coat
pocket. Wings twitching a moment behind him before falling into comfort and rest.
His attention on Kallah and your performance.

Riker drinks from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup full of crisp, clear well
water.

Tenshyo sips the last drops from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup with traces of
crisp, clear well water.

A rippling energy can barely be seen as it wavers and courses with an ethereal
fluidity down Tenshyo's arms, channelling through a pair of blackened steel
manacles. Light flares around an elegantly shaped obsidian cup, and when it
fades, the vessel is filled with cool, refreshing water.

Wylliam drinks from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup full of sparkling suli wine.

You have emoted: "He wandered the woods, but fell in a trap!" Aymah's voice is
sharp at this, as are her motions, briefly arching forward with a quick step in
the direction of the library, before springing back. "Oh-he thought he was
doomed! And nearly surrendered to his doom, but still..."

You inhale a sudden waft of fresh air from an unseen crevice.

You have emoted: "Griana," Aymah whispers to the tune, "Griana, lioness--" her
voice rises, "Wandering the wilds... look into our hearts!" There is a short
leap from one of Kallah's side to the other, her eyes fixing some of the gathered
momentarily, before carrying on.

Xandren enters from the east, followed by a shadowy figure.
Xandren says, "We're back!"

Ashlea drops 27 bars.
Ashlea Cale says, "With party favors."

Wylliam smiles at Xandren.

Ashlea nods her head at herself.

Wylliam picks up a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed.
Rosaline picks up a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed.

Kallah quietly runs her bow across the strings, the notes cool and crisp along
with the tune.

Rosaline throws up her hands and cheers wildly!

Xandren says, "I just wanted to make it in a place that's NOT full of flammable
plants."

Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox says, "Um."
Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox says, "What."

Wylliam murmurs something softly to Ashlea.

Rosaline peers at a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed suspiciously.

Bloodhunt, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna`Faol says, "And these."

Wylliam bites into a weed-laced chocolate brownie bar. After a few bites it is
gone, leaving him to lick the crumbs from his fingers.

Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox says, "I thought they were
cookies."

Shachalai tells you, "I didn't know there was art in this commune."

Latharn picks up a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed.

After a long pause, Shachalai dismisses the illusionary fire, stifling it in an
instant.

Latharn bites into a weed-laced chocolate brownie bar. After a few bites it is
gone, leaving him to lick the crumbs from his fingers.

Ashlea Cale says, "No I... don't have a cookie recipe right now."

Wylliam turns his gaze back to you, listening, while finishing up his brownie.

Maizin eyes the brownies for a moment, before grabbing a chocolate sandwich
cookie.

Ashlea Cale says, "I should correct this."

Wylliam smiles at Ashlea.

Ashlea leans comfortably on Wylliam.

Rosaline picks up a bacon pistachio shortbread cookie.

Xandren says, "I need to design a personal crossbow.."
Xandren peers about himself suspiciously.

Rosaline gives a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed to Wylliam.

Wylliam wraps his arms gently around Ashlea and holds her close in a tight hug.

Maizin murmurs something softly to Rosaline.

Cerulean Huntress Rosaline Silverain, the Silver Fox says, "I think I'll stick
with the cookies."

Rosaline cackles hellishly at Maizin.

You have emoted: "And so Huwald was trapped, but so was his luck," Aymah
continues to sing, once more taking cold steps around Kallah and her violin, to
the beat of the music, "for the huntress would find this burly hunting man!"
Pauses pointing a finger in an uncertain direction, "Pity she'd take," she tilts
her head, "Or perhaps something else?"

Xandren moves to clamber back up onto a giant, snowy white-furred direwolf flank
quietly, pulling out a very large sketchpad as he starts to draw.

You sing, "But she released him from the ties!"

Riker watches you intently, his body moving in a slow rocking bounce, keeping
rhythm with the cadence of the song and head bobbing in a sharp double time.

You have emoted: Aymah begins to clap her hands in a slightly faster tune,
nodding her head to Kallah to speed up the tempo of the music.

Shachalai's hands whirl in a great arc - the fire comes up again, brighter than
ever, punctuating your lyrics in a sharp crackle.

Tenshyo slowly lifts his cup to his mouth, taking a small sip as he continues to
listen. Embers of his wings glowing and dimming in time with his calm, easy
breaths.

Marian pales as the color drains from her face.

Marian sits down next to Kallah and Tenshyo.

Wylliam smiles at Ashlea.

Tenshyo looks down to Marian, offering her elegantly shaped obsidian cup full of
crisp, clear well water.

You have emoted: Aymah skips now around Kallah, a quick pace, twirling once,
twice, approaching her audience almost intrusively. "So the Seluno and the
Lioness, wandered together for days," she sings in a more lively fashion now,
her dress swirling along her movements. "For seasons across, from dawn to sun-
down... hunting in Lord Haern's name!"

Marian murmurs something softly to Kallah.

Maizin tiptoes around and reaches out to grab a rose vanilla meringue cookie.
Then quickly tiptoes back over to Rosaline.

Tenshyo gives an elegantly shaped obsidian cup to Marian.

You have emoted: Aymah slows somewhat, her breathing agitated as she crouches
slightly, regarding Riker, then Maizin, then Kallah. "Griana," she whispers with
a smile, "Lioness, wandering the wilds... look into our hearts!" She springs
back to a quick pace, dancing around Kallah.

Marian drinks from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup full of crisp, clear well
water.

Wylliam bites into a weed-laced chocolate brownie bar. After a few bites it is
gone, leaving him to lick the crumbs from his fingers.

Lait picks up a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed.

Tenshyo smiles at Marian.

Frost Adept Lait Sharma says, "Eh, try everything once..."
Lait bites into a weed-laced chocolate brownie bar. After a few bites it is gone,
leaving her to lick the crumbs from her fingers.

Marian drinks from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup of crisp, clear well water.

You have emoted: Aymah raises her hands, looking as if entranced as she plays
with the fiery flames above her, slowing down after few moments. "But came the
day," she speaks now, a pause to the song, "Horrible fate." She is pacing once
more in a predatory fashion. "The corrupt would rise," the song begins once more
slowly, "and so Griana, the lioness... fell into despair!"

You sing, "But Lord Haern Saw! The Hunter observed!"

Lait sits there for a moment. Her pupils abruptly dilate.

Tenshyo pinches his fingers behind a curve in the waybread's braid, pulling off
a portion.
Tenshyo gives a hunk of sun-warmed waybread to Marian.

Shachalai's hands whirl in circles - the fire draws itself into thick, blazing
ropes, coiling outward, around your hands, around your heels, highlighting every
step of your pace.

Lait paws at the air with black-painted nails, as if trying to touch something
that isn't there.

Marian thanks Tenshyo sincerely.
Marian eats a hunk of sun-warmed waybread.

Kaestrin clenches his right fist and pounds his chest thrice in rapid succession,
symbolizing the vibrant heart that beats within.

Kaestrin points accusingly at Tenshyo.

Suri clenches her right fist and pounds her chest thrice in rapid succession,
symbolizing the vibrant heart that beats within.

Maizin looks curiously at Lait before reaching out and grabbing a gingerbread
pincher cookie.

Rosaline clenches her right fist and pounds her chest thrice in rapid succession,
symbolizing the vibrant heart that beats within.

Marian murmurs something softly to Kallah.

Kallah quietly continues to run her bow across the strings, and after a few more
moments, stops to listen to you.

Elder Kaestrin Silverain says to Khimaira Tenshyo Tanarian, fio Unarhete Iahulo,
"No randomly catching aflame here."


Wylliam clenches his right fist and pounds his chest thrice in rapid succession,
symbolizing the vibrant heart that beats within.

Lait stares off vacantly. "The smilies, man, do you see them?"

Suri's eyes sparkle with amusement.

You have emoted: Aymah exhales noisily, crouching now at Kallah's feet where the
woman plays the violin. "and for her faith, a boon to her He gave." She springs
back to her feet suddenly. "Griana, Lioness!" Her voice is strong now, the song
loud and impetuous, "No longer you wander the Wilds, as much the Hunter said--
but look in the hearts, see who they are... YOU," there is a lengthy, breathy
pause, the last words whispered, "You, choose my Sentinels-".

Wylliam wraps his arms gently around Ashlea and holds her close in a tight hug.

Marian murmurs something softly to Kallah.

Wylliam smiles at Suri.

Tenshyo settles into a sitting position, looking back and up to Kaestrin. "Fire
is of no danger to any here today, my friend," he replies in a quiet tone,
careful not to disrupt the performance.

Ashlea rests her head upon Wylliam's shoulder, sighing peacefully.

Maizin shifts her eyes from side to side suspiciously.

Suri smiles at Wylliam.

Maizin picks up a ruddy spiced tea meringue cookie.

Suri coughs softly.

Marian drinks from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup of crisp, clear well water.
Marian drinks the last drops from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup with traces
of crisp, clear well water.

Kaestrin seems to think for a moment before nodding slowly at Tenshyo.

Kallah's eyes sparkle in return with your movements, taking up the song once
more upon the woman's last verse.

Rosaline picks up an elegantly shaped obsidian cup.

You have emoted: Aymah breathes heavily, baring her teeth in a smile as she
takes a deep bow.

Rosaline sips from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup full of fresh orange juice.

Kaestrin murmurs something softly to Suri.

Kaestrin smiles at you.

Elder Kaestrin Silverain says to you, "Well done, 't least from what I was here
for!"

Maizin brings her hands together, filling the air with applause.

Suri congratulates you with some wild clapping.

Rosaline applauds Kallah and your performance wildly. "Well done indeed, that
was wonderful!"

Xandren nods his head emphatically.
Xandren claps his hands together merrily.

Ashlea claps her hands together merrily.

Shachalai closes her hand, muting the fire surrounding you and Kallah.

You have emoted: Aymah draws the back of her hand along her forehead, nodding at
no one in particular. "Can't do it without her!" She says, gesturing grandly to
Kallah.

Kallah curtseys, turning hiding her violin behind the nearest tree, smiling and
happily bopping back across the garden.

Maizin glances around a bit, carefully winding her way through the crowd when
she spots it. She grins and quickly grabs a kawhe swirl cookie, then bolts back
over to Rosaline, triumphant.

Kallah smiles at you.

Tenshyo claps as the performance concludes, giving a fond whistle.

Suri tosses back her head, bristling in indignation.

Wylliam's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Rosaline giggles happily at Maizin.

Kaestrin inclines his head politely to those around him.

Kallah blushes furiously.
Kallah quickly hides behind Tenshyo, who suddenly looks very vulnerable.

Latharn picks up a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed.

Rosaline murmurs something softly to Maizin.

Latharn sips from a wave-embossed steel flask with traces of richly-aromatic
golden rum.

Wylliam smiles at Kallah.

Rosaline winks knowingly at Maizin.

Tenshyo looks behind himself, chuckling to Kallah, "Good to see you too."

Rosaline eats a bacon pistachio shortbread cookie.

Maizin hums innocently to herself.

You have emoted: Catching sight of Riker nearby, Aymah approaches to quickly
kiss his cheek before making her way back to Shachalai.

Kallah squeaks out from the corner, "And...And...we have one more game if
everyone is in the mood!"

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  • AymahAymah Member Posts: 49 ✭✭✭
    Aaaand, Aymah sings to shrines.


    A misty, northern forest edge (57541) - the Bloodwood (387)
    The sun sets, its dimming rays lancing across the sky and lighting the dim edges
    of cloud that hang there. Russet and earthy, the deadfall of autumn cloaks the
    forest in a warm blanket of insulating leaves. Boughs thinning as autumn's hold
    draws colour to the leaves and looses them from their branches, the surrounding
    forest is crisp and in contrast with bright color and greying bark. Further
    greying the environment, mist veils the trees and ground alike, drawing the cold
    of a winter sky to the russet, autumnal earth. A glowing iridescence sparkles
    within the air.
    You see exits leading east, southwest, and northwest.

    p shrine
    Faintly shifting essences of red, blue, and yellow weave themselves through the
    air in a faint mist, at times combining to form new hues. A whisper of sound
    drifts from the iridescence, sounding like a distant waterfall. Pleasant scents
    tease at the senses, too faint to be identified.
    It weighs about 375 pound(s).

    You have emoted: Aymah crouches by the essences that conform the shrine, dipping
    her head. A hand settles on the ground to keep her balanced, and she hums softly,
    a haphazard tune.

    Your pose is now set as:
    Aymah is crouched by the shrine, humming.

    The Divine voice of Omei echoes in your head, "You, child."

    You have emoted: Aymah purses her lips, humming even through closed lips, after
    spending some time in consideration of a shrine of Omei, she leans her head to
    one side. "Moth in the night," she sings, "moth to the light-- moth beat your
    wings," her eyes seem lost in the sparkling essence.

    The Divine voice of Omei echoes in your head, "You... seem more stable. The
    dreams and nightmares are there, but you gain control ever-so-slowly. Why?"

    You tell Omei, "There is no line-- I will get my daughter."
    The Divine voice of Omei echoes in your head, "Why?"

    A twittering song drifts from the underbrush, carrying the cries of some
    songbird from the depths of the forest.

    You have emoted: Keeping one hand on the ground, Aymah still hums softly as she
    stretches the other into the shrine, warily sinking her fingers into the weaving
    essence. "Why would I not get my daughter?"

    You tell Omei, "Why not?"
    The Divine voice of Omei echoes in your head, "Precisely."

    You have emoted: A smile slowly creeping onto her lips, Aymah wiggles her
    fingers within the colors of the shrine. "Moth beat your wings-- into the fire."
    She tilts her head, "Moon so up high... moon shining bright," her singing is but
    whispered, sometimes off key, but she continues, undisturbed, "Moon watching us,
    amidst the stars..."

    You tell Omei, "What's inside Your shrines?"

    You have emoted: Aymah inhales softly, her fingertips still at play in an
    attempt to touch, or grasp perhaps, the essence of a shrine of Omei. She hums
    for a time, her eyes curious, and her form nearly unmoving, bare feet rooted to
    the dirt and fallen leaves beneath them. "Moths in the moon, fluttering high,"
    she murmurs, hardly any dregs of song left to the intonation.

    The Divine voice of Omei echoes in your head, "Ahh, what wonderful things they
    are. Corporeal dreams of those yet to be realized. They are murky, yet there.
    You discern nothing from them of particular use because they are still being
    grown and shaped."

    You tell Omei, "Could one go... within a shrine?"

    The Divine voice of Omei echoes in your head, "I can't imagine it would do you
    too terribly well to do so. Small space it is, and it would have no effect."

    You tell Omei, "Hm... Your shrine does not appear to enjoy my singing."

    The Divine voice of Omei echoes in your head, "But it is a glorious song. Write
    it down, and make sure it gets into My hands. Remember it. Flesh it out. And
    then you will perform."

    You tell Omei, "Mhm... yes."

    You have emoted: "You will enjoy it," Aymah appears to be speaking directly to a
    shrine of Omei. "Flaming moths." She adds decisively, getting to her feet as she
    grabs for her dhurive. There is humming once more as she turns to go.

  • AymahAymah Member Posts: 49 ✭✭✭
    And the very first of the series, an Oath-Birthday party.


    Kallah plops into the corner pulling out her violin. Simply watching everyone,
    her tail grasps onto the bow, bringing it to her fingers. With a smile and a
    sigh, she slowly begins to play the violin, a slow rhythm building.

    You drink from a carved flagon of earthy Shamtota whiskey, savoring a pointed
    earthiness to this whiskey, standing out amidst more subtle flavors reminiscent
    of pine needles, minerals and wood.

    Wylliam smiles at Kallah, listening.

    You have emoted: Placing her drink atop the bar, Aymah hops up onto the counter
    next to Ashlea. "Come on old woman," she tells her.

    L ashlea
    She is an athletic Yeleni of Tsol'aa heritage and is a vision of exotic radiance.
    Her tan skin exudes a healthy sun kissed glow and is lightly scattered with
    tiny freckles on her cheeks, shoulders and arms. Her physique is somewhat slight
    but well-toned and attractively curved from her delicate shoulders and ample
    bosom to her tiny waist and feminine hips. An unkindness of ravens has been
    inked in black from the small of her back in a diagonal pattern which extends to
    her left shoulder, each bird drawn with intricate detail. Wispy ebon-colored
    hair falls into a thick cascade about halfway down her back with long side-swept
    bangs framing a collection of far from average facial features, most notably the
    metallic gold eyes which peer out from beneath her dark, heavily fringed lashes.
    She has high cheekbones and a small straight nose. Her lips are well-defined and
    have been stained a deep red, the color reminiscent of freshly spilled blood.

    (worn on a finger) : 4 silver rings
    (worn) : a keeneye monocle
    (around one wrist) : a filigreed cuff bracelet of
    blackened steel
    (covering the body) : a revealing wrap chiffon dress
    (worn on a finger) : a viridian crystal boa constrictor
    ring

    Wylliam sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.
    Maizin snickers softly, eyeing Wylliam.

    The notes continue to pour from the strings, a soft melody delving into the
    space around the tavern as Kallah continues her long strokes with the bow across
    the violin.

    Ashlea Cale laughingly says, "Ohh no."
    Wylliam turns his gaze on you and Ashlea, coughing, pulling himself back up and
    leaning on the bar, "Dancing huh?"
    Ashlea Cale exclaims, "I am not!"
    Wylliam murmurs something softly to Kallah.

    Ashlea Cale says, "Besides, AymAh called me old."
    Xandren says, "I'm off anyways!"
    Xandren waves goodbye.
    Xandren leaves to the north, riding a massive black-shelled hermit crab.

    You have emoted: Aymah gets to her feet atop the bar with a slight, drunken sway.
    "Yes, you are!" She lightly prods Ashlea's side with her foot.

    Prideleader, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna'Faol says to Ashlea Cale, "We daree you?"
    Wylliam winks knowingly at you.

    Offering a nod of her head and smile towards Wylliam, Kallah resumes her
    attention to the strings, plucking a few here or there between notes, changing
    the tune to a more lively jig.

    Ashlea kicks off her shoes, one of them seemingly purposely flying in Wylliam's
    direction and making contact with his side. She then pulls herself up on the bar,
    getting a feel for the music as her hips begin to sway.
    Ashlea Cale says, "Hey itss my bbirthgay."
    Ashlea gives a trillingly melodic laugh.
    Ashlea Cale says, "I forgot."

    Wylliam smirks at Ashlea, reaching up to catch the flying projectile of a shoe ,
    "Happy birthday."

    Phantom Eyes, Latharn Starion says, "That is is."
    Phantom Eyes, Latharn Starion says to Ashlea Cale, "Happy birthday!"

    You have emoted: "Aha!" Aymah exclaims, loosening her cloak from her neck and
    she lightly taps a foot along the rhythm of the music. "See, all the more reason
    to dance!"

    Ashlea Cale laughingly says, "Thank you!"

    Wylliam taps his foot in time to the music, watching the two on the bar.

    Kallah hops to her feet and as the melodic chorus picks up into a rather catchy
    sonata, she begins to lightly tap her feet and spin with each chord change.

    Maizin bobs her head back and forth to the beat of the music as she watches
    Ashlea and you try not to fall off the bar.

    Kaestrin contents himself by moving over to the side of Kallah, as he looks up
    at the bar watching Ashlea and you dancing. "Ooh! Happy Birthday Ashlea!" the
    man exclaims with a smile. Glancing back to Kallah, he says to her "Wow...
    you're very good with that!"

    Elder Kaestrin Silverain asks you, "Ya gonna sing for us?"

    Ashlea moves her feet with the music as she does a little bit of a turn about on
    the bar, laughing a little as she nearly loses her balance before righting
    herself.

    You have emoted: On light, if albeit tipsy feet, Aymah slides with a light sway
    to one end of the bar, picking up on the rhythm of the music. "I can't sing!"
    She bursts, spinning in place.

    Kallah grins at Kaestrin, softly murmuring, "Thank you, I have been playing
    since I was five." With that, and the mention of a birthday, she ceases her
    current tune and switches up to shortened strokes against the strings to play
    out a traditional birthday melody, "Mmm...I don't sing very well...on the spot
    at least,"

    Ashlea calls to Maizin from her spot on the bar, "Spawn, do you sing?"

    Kaestrin utters a deep, rumbling laugh at Ashlea.
    Kaestrin beams broadly at Courene.
    Latharn raises his hand in greeting to Courene and says "Hi!"

    Latharn sips the last drops from a wave-embossed steel flask with traces of
    fiery rum infused with chile peppers.

    Ashlea lights up as Courene enters, throwing the lady a brownie as she continues
    to dance atop the bar.
    Ashlea gives a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed to Courene.
    "YO!" Courene exclaims cheerfully.
    Maizin raises her hand in greeting and says "Hello!"
    Courene Tanarian says, "Thanks."
    Courene Tanarian says, "So."

    Kallah giggles, her fingers plucking away at the strings and softly begins to
    sing, "Happy Birthday the old lady dancing on the bar, happy birthday to that
    crazy brownie lady, happy birthday crazy Ash....happy birthday to you!"

    You have emoted: Aymah halts dry in place, staring at Kallah. "Kallah come
    here!" She calls over the gathered Sentinels.

    "Seriously... since you were five?!" Kaestrin asks Kallah with no small amount
    of amazement in his voice. "Jus' the violin, or ya got other skills besides?"

    Kallah smiles and happily walks over to join you.
    Kallah nods her head at Kaestrin.
    Kallah Atvarai says to Elder Kaestrin Silverain, "I can dance."
    Kallah Atvarai says, "To kaesti I can paint."
    Kallah coughs softly.
    Courene hums a happy tune.
    Elder Kaestrin Silverain says, "I can drink!"

    Kallah Atvarai says, "I can draw, sew, make pretty shinies and I can certainly
    tap away at the ole ivory keys of a piano."

    You have emoted: Aymah crouches down with uncertain balance to lean in close to
    Kallah.

    Ashlea laughs giddily at Kallah, the distraction causing her to stumble as she
    falls on her rump on the bar, giggling the entire way down.

    Kallah smiles up at you.
    Kaestrin whistles at Kallah appreciatively.

    You murmur to Kallah, "Give me... a tune of trees and... beasts!"

    Maizin covers her mouth with her hand to hide a grin, but fails to hide the
    amused twinkle in her eyes.

    Kallah smiles at you.
    Kallah Atvarai says to you, "Promise that isn't already a thing and I am on it!"

    Ashlea Cale says, "Ui oh."
    Kallah peers at Ashlea suspiciously.
    Ashlea Cale says to Kallah Atvarai, "I'm diizzzy."

    Kaestrin winces slightly as Ashlea takes an impromptu 'seat' on the bar. "Oi! Ya
    alrigh' there, hon?" he asks while making his way over to the bar, "Need a
    hand?"

    Kallah Atvarai says to Ashlea Cale, "Have a seat..."
    Kallah pats Ashlea in a friendly manner.

    You have emoted: Aymah straightens back up, only after stealing a sip from her
    drink. "Come on, I'll lose my inspiration!" She says to Kallah.
    You drink from a carved flagon of earthy Shamtota whiskey, savoring a pointed
    earthiness to this whiskey, standing out amidst more subtle flavors reminiscent
    of pine needles, minerals and wood.

    Ashlea nods, reaching for Kaestrin's hand as she allows him to help her off the
    bar.

    Kallah inclines her head and slowly backs up to hop upon a nearby table. With a
    fluid bow, she calmly presses the bow to the strings, the soft and slow notes
    very much reminiscent of a passing breeze through the trees.

    You have emoted: Aymah places her hands on her hips, watching Kallah. "Faster!
    She urges the woman.

    Wylliam nods at Kallah, "Aye faster a bit."

    You have emoted: Aymah slowly begins to claps her hand, the pace gradually
    becoming quicker. "Like this-" she sets the rhythm, brisk and jumpy.

    Courene drinks the last drops from a carved ironwood cup with traces of
    heartwood brew.

    Kallah wiggles her nose playfully and grins over at you, taking directive and in
    a flurry of wrist movements, sends the bow scattering over the strings. Watching
    you, she only continues to pick up the pace, eyes casting back and forth to
    ensure correction.

    Kaestrin chuckles slightly, keeping a hold on Ashlea's hand as she seems to
    dance with the ground. "Uhm... Why don' we jus' sit here against the bar?" Eye's
    sparkling in amusement, the Idreth sits next to Ashlea nudging you lightly with
    an elbow.

    Kaestrin whistles at Kallah appreciatively.

    Ashlea nods her head, not speaking as she leans partially against the bar and
    partially against Kaestrin.

    Courene ponders the situation.

    Courene Tanarian says, "I'm not feelin the most jolly.. maybe I should go."
    Ashlea Cale says, "Nooooooooo."
    Courene Tanarian says, "So I don't ruin the mood."
    Ashlea Cale says, "Its my birthday."

    Kaestrin murmurs something softly to Ashlea.
    Ashlea giggles happily at Kaestrin.

    Elder Kaestrin Silverain says, "Fair warning."

    Ashlea Cale says to Elder Kaestrin Silverain, "So what? You're going to run
    around in your girdle like Relandroc, Maximas and Mersalis?"

    You have emoted: Aymah clears her throat and continues clapping to the rhythm,
    taking a light stride along the bar. Although she sways with uncertainty at
    times, she begins to sing. "Ooooh-" the syllable builds up, "Hunter come to the
    trees, see the beasts stalk by..." she pauses for a quick breath, continuing to
    the tune. "Hunter bring your spear, don't dare make a sound!"

    Wylliam steps over towards Ashlea, and catching the beat, starts to sing,
    stepping closer, "I woke the other day, same as any other day. My Dhurive at the
    ready, and a voice in my head." He winks at Kallah.

    Ashlea thanks Kallah sincerely.

    Courene sits at the back of the Tavern.
    Ashlea tosses another brownie Courene's way.

    Elder Kaestrin Silverain asks Ashlea Cale, "I have no idea... do they not
    believe in clothes?"
    Ashlea Cale says to Elder Kaestrin Silverain, "I think they think their fur does
    the job."

    "YO!" Kaestrin exclaims cheerfully to Riker.

    Ashlea Cale says to Elder Kaestrin Silverain, "That or they're.. advertising
    their goods?"
    Ashlea Cale says, "Sad for Max, he doesn't really have any."
    Elder Kaestrin Silverain says to Ashlea Cale, "Ashlea Hahaha! Then no not 't all.
    I don' have fur."

    Kallah giddily beams and hums along, her pace never faltering as she continues
    to play.

    "Mentor!" Riker greets enthusiastically, "Awoke and smelled a group here."
    Ashlea snickers under her breath.
    Kaestrin grins mischievously at Riker.
    Elder Kaestrin Silverain says to Riker, "You're very welcome to join us! Grab a
    drink!"
    Kallah Atvarai says to Riker, "Listen to some music."

    Hearing the music, Riker shoots an apologetic look, quieting down and grabbing a
    drink. He then turns to observe the performance.

    You have emoted: Aymah turns in place, giggling, "See the bear, mighty and brown-
    " she claps along the violin, skipping on her toes toward the other end of the
    bar. "Fear its paw, its heavy now!" She allows some strings of music to go along,
    swaying along it. "Watch it roam before you strike!"

    Riker coughs and sputters, pulling a face. He slips off to a side and empties
    the tankard, muttering about the drink.

    Wylliam leans back against bar, dropping down in a seat neat to Ashlea.
    Riker blinks.

    Prideleader, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna'Faol says to Riker, "Hey Riker."
    Wylliam drinks from an elegantly shaped obsidian cup of "Power Play".

    Elder Kaestrin Silverain says, "Ata boy! Go for the source!"

    Maizin watches you dance across the bar and claps her hands along with the beat
    of Kallah's violin.

    Riker promptly drops the keg and steps away, looking rather guilty. He
    straightens at Wylliam's greeting and darts away from the mess of chocolate
    liquor spilled all over the floor. "Well look at 'er," he comments of you,
    conversationally.

    Kallah blinks as Wylliam plops down, but continuing onward she begins to tap her
    own feet, managing to hop upon tables and make her way towards you. The tune
    never stops as she moves, and pushing the bow onwards, she continues to fun jig.

    You have emoted: Catching sight of Riker, Aymah gives him a quick wink before
    twirling atop the bar's counter. The music takes a familiar tune, like that of
    the beginning. "Hunter come to the sea!" She bursts with energy, "Dive in the
    ocean blue!" The words are sharp. "Care for the shark, it's mighty and dark. But
    you shall have its teeth!"

    Watching you, her voice low as a whisper when she hums, Kallah plucks at the
    chords in bewteen strokes.

    Riker flashes you a grin and lifts a carved flagon of the Spires of black vodka
    in his own form of greeting. Looking thoroughly amused he slips closer to the
    bar, watching on.

    Kaestrin hums along softly with Kallah's tune, tapping the side of a black
    ceramic jug of Liquid Emeralds with a hand, as he bobs his head slightly from
    side to side.

    Ashlea stretches a little as she leans her head on Kaestrin's shoulder.

    You have emoted: Aymah pauses, laughing as she watches Kallah go on the violin.
    A moment elapses and she is twirling again, the skirt of her dress along.
    "Hunter come to the sands!" She calls, "Bask in the Mhojave sun!" She flashes a
    smile, to nobody in particular, "See the snake snaking, its tail it be shaking!"

    Ashlea sips from a cheerful shouting-match decanter with traces of "Power Play".

    Wylliam looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

    Ashlea nibbles quietly at a brownie, offering some to Kaestrin.

    Kallah chews thoughtfully on her lip.
    Kallah grins mischievously at you.

    Kallah's notes tune hand in hand with your lyrics, beginning to twirl about
    herself.

    Courene slips down to the floor in a heap, with her back against the wall still
    sipping that cup. The look in her eyes are glazed over and she grins crazy like.

    Riker calls out an echo, his voice far from in tune but loud as can be, "tail it
    be shaking!"

    Maizin raises a hand to her mouth, stifling a laugh.

    You have emoted: Aymah's clapping begins to slow down. "Hunter," she calls,
    pausing near the center of the bar counter. "Come to the tavern!" She winks, her
    hips slowly swaying with the music, "The violin be playin', the booze be
    waitin'" She slowly taps her heel on the bar, one hand gripping a handful of her
    dress for an unhindered motion. "Hunter come with us, come to the fire tonight!"
    She bursts with finality, taking a sharp, drunken bow.

    Finishing in an escalated chorus, Kallah bows with you, neatly tucking her
    violin under her shoulder once more.

    Maizin puts her fingers to her lips and lets out a loud, appreciative whistle
    for Kallah and you.

    Riker hoots and hollers his applause, calling out for another round for the two
    women.

    Courene closes her eyes and leans her head back against the corner of the bar.

    Kaestrin claps wildly for both your dancing and signing and for Kallah's dancing
    and music. "Spectacular! Both 'f ya! Truly amazin'!" he exclaims grinning.
    Turning then to Ashlea he says, "I wish my birthdays were 's much fun 's yours!"

    Kallah's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

    Prideleader, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna'Faol says to Ashlea Cale, "Happy Birthday."
    Ashlea Cale says to Elder Kaestrin Silverain, "Go dance with them."
    Ashlea Cale says, "I''m okay now."
    Ashlea Cale says to Prideleader, Wylliam Laidir, Fionna'Faol, "Thank youh."
    Wylliam gives Ashlea a peck on the cheek.
    Wylliam nods his head emphatically.

    Riker makes his way over to Ashlea, "That the celebration here, ya birthday?"

    Elder Kaestrin Silverain asks, "What the hell does Rou want here?"

    Kallah slowly bends down to her bottom, scooching off the bar as carefully as
    possible, "Thank you Miss Aymah...this has to be the most fun I have had in a
    long time."

    Ashlea Cale says, "Actually I think it was Gabriele's oath."
    Ashlea Cale says, "But then she left."
    Ashlea Cale says, "And it was my birthday."
    Riker says, "Well that's as good as a reason as any!"

    Ashlea stands up from her spot on the floor, smoothing out her skirt. "No desire
    to kill me today, hrm?" she asks of Riker teasingly.

    Kallah's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

    Ashlea gives a chocolate brownie bar laced with weed to Riker.
    Ashlea Cale says, "Careful where yoU eat thAt.. they can make you wander."

    Riker flashes Ashlea a winning grin and shakes his head, "No, but I do wanna get
    ya a drink!"

    Kallah's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

    The corners of Ashlea's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.
    Ashlea Cale says, "That I cam live with."

    You have emoted: At last coming to a stop, Aymah glances down from atop the
    counter, going nearly crossed-eyed as she sways uncertainly to one side. "Whoaa--
    someone get me down from here!" She says nearly in a squeak.

    Seeker Maizin Starion says, "Alright ladies and gents, it's been fun but I've
    got tasks to do so my party can be next."

    Riker already standing at the bar and in mid-order reaches towards you, "Just
    flop on over me shoulders, promise I won't drop ya!"

    Ashlea Cale says, "Aww be well Spawn."

    Maizin blinks and heads over to the bar, holding out a hand for you to take,
    "Don't fall!"

    You have emoted: Aymah lowers herself and manages something awkward in between,
    grabbing Maizin's hand and placing the other on Riker's shoulder. With that, she
    hops off the bar.
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