Dingle-Dangle, little Warrior.

A tide pool (16250) - Enorian (69)
The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. Bordered on all sides by
glistening-wet rock, this tide pool is a haven for small fish and other
shallow-water sea creatures. A bright pink starfish clings to a half-
submerged rock, its bottom half curled around the firm shell of a mussel.
Children play nearby, enthralled with torturing a vibrant red crab. A
bright crab with wavering antennae scuttles sideways along sand and sea.
There are 4 monolith sigils here. There are 2 cube sigils here. Wielding a
glowing aetherstaff, an Ascendril mage watches her surroundings intently.
Tahlia is here. Morn is here.
You see exits leading north (closed pine door), east, and west.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (-2e)
He is a typical Tsol'aa standing at six foot six inches tall, his figure
athletically muscular. His shoulder-length charcoal grey hair is gathered
up and pulled back with a thin strip of leather, one pointed ear clearly
visible, the left missing the entire upper portion. Bandages cover the
majority of his face, only one bloodshot but piercing green eye visible
and his thin lips visible beneath. The black cloth continues over his body,
 covering his skin almost completely, though the fabric is thicker with
excess wrappings and caked with dried blood along his forearms and hands.
His right shoulder remains free of the bandages, the lightly tanned skin
tattooed with an black and red ferret.
He is wearing:

[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+14e)
She is a wise Rajamala but is obviously half of some other race. She
carries very little of the primal rajamalan resemblance, and instead
appears more graceful and Tsol'aa-like at first glance. She has retained
the pointed claws on the ends of her fingers, and her teeth appear to be
sharp and predatory like the rest of her kin. She has no fur on her body,
but faint, rosy streaks of iridescent bronze criss-cross her bare skin in
stripes. They are most notable along her forearms and legs, and give her
body a strange shimmery quality. Her hair is a curtain of wispy bronze
strands, decorated here and there with tiny braids laced with colorful
seashells. Her eyes are a strange, vivid copper color and filled with a
haughty confidence. They seem almost strange in her humanoid face, with
cat-like pupils shared by most other Rajamala. Her body is just
approaching womanhood, with steady curves and long legs that lift her to a
modest height. Aside from the light dusting of stripes, a plethora of
colorful oceanic fish have been tattooed across her sun-kissed skin.
Dozens of tiny, vividly colored creatures swim along her arms and down her
spine in a rainbow of sea life. A singular, vividly blue starfish
decorates her temple, wreathed in tinier black stars, and a loop of metal
has been pierced through her nose and bottom lip to complete her bodily
decorations.
She is wearing:
a plain grey pack, worn on the back
a white cloak trimmed in gold, hanging from the shoulders
a powder blue skirt, hanging low on her hips
a corded white shirt, covering the torso
a delicate gold hoop earring, pierced through her bottom lip
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
It is late night, approaching dawn.
In your world, it is 22:25 GMT.
See HELP GMT for an explanation of GMT.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Beside the tide (16249) - Enorian (69)
The water is delightfully warm in the shallows where the waves wash over
the sand in bubbling foam. Tiny fish dart to and fro, riding the swift
waves. Repeatedly a child's yellow wooden shovel washes up on shore,
pulled relentlessly out again as the next wave crashes down. A bright crab
with wavering antennae scuttles sideways along sand and sea. There are 4
monolith sigils here. There are 2 cube sigils here. Eyes watching his
surroundings closely, an imposing Luminary stands guard here. There are 2
shrouded Kingbound soldiers here. There are 5 Ascendril mages here.
You see exits leading north (closed pine door), east, south, and northwest.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (-
2e)
[Tripwire]: Info: -DEF- MOUNTED
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You begin to raise your fingers to your mouth to whistle for your mount
before realising it's already with you!
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You slap a savagely-armored stallion on the rump and send it cantering off
towards 'An open paddock'.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
A tide pool (16250) - Enorian (69)
The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. Bordered on all sides by
glistening-wet rock, this tide pool is a haven for small fish and other
shallow-water sea creatures. A bright pink starfish clings to a half-
submerged rock, its bottom half curled around the firm shell of a mussel.
Children play nearby, enthralled with torturing a vibrant red crab. A
bright crab with wavering antennae scuttles sideways along sand and sea.
There are 4 monolith sigils here. There are 2 cube sigils here. Wielding a
glowing aetherstaff, an Ascendril mage watches her surroundings intently.
Tahlia is here. Morn is here.
You see exits leading north (closed pine door), east, and west.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The corners of Tahlia's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
In the surf (16251) - Enorian (69)
The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. Near the waterline, several
homemade beach quilts are unoccupied, vacated by swimmers in the water.
Seagulls stray perilously close to the beach-goers' abandoned belongings,
and a few brazenly probe backpacks nearby. A group of boys examines the
waves scrupulously, rising and falling nearly three wavelengths away with
the motion of the ocean. They are perched on rough-hewn boards and bits of
boxes like survivors of a shipwreck. There are 4 monolith sigils here. A
gelatinous mash of exoskeleton and purple spider guts takes up space here.
There are 2 cube sigils here. A steadfast Templar patrols here, visor
drawn and belt laden with weapons.
You see exits leading north (closed pine door) and west.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb
eb]
[Tripwire]: Info: +DEF+ HIDDEN
Balance Used: 3.72 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-] (-18e)

[Tripwire]: Info: 'w' added to queue
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
A tide pool (16250) - Enorian (69)
The stars twinkle in the clear night sky. Bordered on all sides by
glistening-wet rock, this tide pool is a haven for small fish and other
shallow-water sea creatures. A bright pink starfish clings to a half-
submerged rock, its bottom half curled around the firm shell of a mussel.
Children play nearby, enthralled with torturing a vibrant red crab. A
bright crab with wavering antennae scuttles sideways along sand and sea.
There are 4 monolith sigils here. There are 2 cube sigils here. Wielding a
glowing aetherstaff, an Ascendril mage watches her surroundings intently.
Tahlia is here. Morn is here.
You see exits leading north (closed pine door), east, and west.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|99%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (-2e)

(Market): Solaria says, "Come visit the Elemental Vortex in Delos.
Enchantments, elixirs, and more! Just east, northeast, and west from
before the bridge in Delos."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+22e)
The harsh salty wind off of the nearby sea threatens your stability on the
sand.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says, "Can't help it, I like you and am attracted to you."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The aura about you fades, leaving you somewhat more vulnerable again.

[Tripwire]: Info: -DEF- WARMTH
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb
eb]
[Tripwire]: Info: +DEF+ WARMTH
[Tripwire]: Info: +DEF+ SAFEGUARD
Your moon tattoo tingles as it regenerates your mana.
[5179(100%)|4110(95%)|0|99%|99%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+86m, +10w,
+50e)
Tahlia wiggles her toes around in the water, disturbing the sand and the
small fish within the pool.
[5179(100%)|4110(95%)|0|99%|99%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+20w, +40e)
Your moon tattoo tingles as it regenerates your mana.
[5179(100%)|4196(97%)|0|99%|99%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+86m, +30e)
The night sky is clear, and the stars twinkle like diamonds.
[5179(100%)|4196(97%)|0|100%|99%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Your moon tattoo tingles as it regenerates your mana.
[5179(100%)|4282(99%)|0|100%|99%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+86m)
Your moon tattoo tingles as it regenerates your mana.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|99%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+42m,
+30w)
Tahlia says, "Well I'd hope so...kissing women you don't find attractive
would be confusing for everyone."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|99%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+60w)
Tahlia's eyes sparkle with amusement.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb] (+10w)
She is a wise Rajamala but is obviously half of some other race. She
carries very little of the primal rajamalan resemblance, and instead
appears more graceful and Tsol'aa-like at first glance. She has retained
the pointed claws on the ends of her fingers, and her teeth appear to be
sharp and predatory like the rest of her kin. She has no fur on her body,
but faint, rosy streaks of iridescent bronze criss-cross her bare skin in
stripes. They are most notable along her forearms and legs, and give her
body a strange shimmery quality. Her hair is a curtain of wispy bronze
strands, decorated here and there with tiny braids laced with colorful
seashells. Her eyes are a strange, vivid copper color and filled with a
haughty confidence. They seem almost strange in her humanoid face, with
cat-like pupils shared by most other Rajamala. Her body is just
approaching womanhood, with steady curves and long legs that lift her to a
modest height. Aside from the light dusting of stripes, a plethora of
colorful oceanic fish have been tattooed across her sun-kissed skin.
Dozens of tiny, vividly colored creatures swim along her arms and down her
spine in a rainbow of sea life. A singular, vividly blue starfish
decorates her temple, wreathed in tinier black stars, and a loop of metal
has been pierced through her nose and bottom lip to complete her bodily
decorations.
She is wearing:
a plain grey pack, worn on the back
a white cloak trimmed in gold, hanging from the shoulders
a powder blue skirt, hanging low on her hips
a corded white shirt, covering the torso
a delicate gold hoop earring, pierced through her bottom lip
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
He is a typical Tsol'aa standing at six foot six inches tall, his figure
athletically muscular. His shoulder-length charcoal grey hair is gathered
up and pulled back with a thin strip of leather, one pointed ear clearly
visible, the left missing the entire upper portion. Bandages cover the
majority of his face, only one bloodshot but piercing green eye visible
and his thin lips visible beneath. The black cloth continues over his body,
 covering his skin almost completely, though the fabric is thicker with
excess wrappings and caked with dried blood along his forearms and hands.
His right shoulder remains free of the bandages, the lightly tanned skin
tattooed with an black and red ferret.
He is wearing:

[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says, "Yeah it would."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Market): Rashar says, "Earth essence, icewyrm glove cheap. 10 ironcoins
up as well, also cheap. Selling more for credits."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Angwe taps his chin, peering speculatively at Morn.
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia tilts her head curiously.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says, "What."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says to Morn, "Friend of yours?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Gesturing up and down at Morn, you ask, "Why you got your dingle hangin'
out?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says, "I don't."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says to Tahlia, "Thankfully, no."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: "You do," Angwe insists. "I can see it right there."
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
He is a typical Tsol'aa standing at six foot six inches tall, his figure
athletically muscular. His shoulder-length charcoal grey hair is gathered
up and pulled back with a thin strip of leather, one pointed ear clearly
visible, the left missing the entire upper portion. Bandages cover the
majority of his face, only one bloodshot but piercing green eye visible
and his thin lips visible beneath. The black cloth continues over his body,
 covering his skin almost completely, though the fabric is thicker with
excess wrappings and caked with dried blood along his forearms and hands.
His right shoulder remains free of the bandages, the lightly tanned skin
tattooed with an black and red ferret.
He is wearing:

[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
With nary a whisper nor a sigh, rosy-fingered dawn creeps into the land,
stealing the soul of the night.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says, "Then stop looking."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say, "You've got nothin' on but some bandages 'n a pinched frown."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb
eb]
[Tripwire]: Info: -DEF- NIGHTSTALK
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says, "Rather obviously covered in bandages, so mind your own
business, I don't appreciate your kind of talk."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Squire Morn
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General:
He is 49 years old.
He was born on the 6th of Haernos, year 359 of the Midnight Age.
He is ranked 508th in Aetolia.
He is a Rambler in the Fellowship of Explorers.
He is considered to be approximately 15% of your might.
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[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tilting his head curiously, you ask, "Th' logical, observant kind?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says, "The snooping, perverted kind. Please mind your own business
and leave me alone."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Calipso has been sliced apart by a burly centaur crossbowman.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia wiggles her toes in the water again, seemingly uninterested in the
two others talking.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You smirk and say, "Oy, fella, I ain't the one standing 'round with me
wang out in th' broad sunlight in th' middle of 'Norian."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Solaria says, "She was in the Council. Lord Slyphe was kind
enough to point it out. Lurking at the cairn."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): A feral bahkatu predator says, "Rally to me, citizens of Duiran!
There's trouble at 'In the midst of a great stone circle!'"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn says, "This isn't the fucking middle of Enorian. Go away."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You ask, "Aren't you worried a seagull might take it for a snack?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You laughingly say, "I mean, you're already cut up 'nough... dun need to
add 'nother injury to th' roster, eh?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
That person has chosen to ignore you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
A tide pool (16250) - Enorian (69)
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth.
Bordered on all sides by glistening-wet rock, this tide pool is a haven
for small fish and other shallow-water sea creatures. A bright pink
starfish clings to a half-submerged rock, its bottom half curled around
the firm shell of a mussel. Children play nearby, enthralled with
torturing a vibrant red crab. A bright crab with wavering antennae
scuttles sideways along sand and sea. There are 4 monolith sigils here.
There are 2 cube sigils here. Wielding a glowing aetherstaff, an Ascendril
mage watches her surroundings intently. Tahlia is here. Morn is here.
You see exits leading north (closed pine door), east, and west.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]

The bright sun shines down upon you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Angwe raises his hand to his lips, snickering at the nude,
 bandaged man.
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Erikka says, "Who?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Somewhat confused, Tahlia creases her brow uncertainly.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): You say, "Calipso."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Solaria says, "Calipso."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Erikka says, "Ah."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Piper has been bludgeoned to death by a Nazetu crossbowman.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You shrug helplessly at Tahlia.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Dhagon says, "Oh, she's back to being completely annoying huh?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Solaria says, "I have no idea. She seems to have been mindless
here."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): You say, "She was poking 'round the Moors yesterday. Dunno why."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "Haven't had much time to explore, myself. Been wanting to
though."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb
eb]
[Tripwire]: Info: -DEF- CONCEALED
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "It's so cold though. Everywhere."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The bright sun shines down upon you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Angwe steps aside, his hooves clacking against the boards.
 He takes a seat next to Tahlia, opposite the naked man, letting his
hooves swing off the boardwalk.
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Your pose is now set as:
Angwe is here, seated off the edge of the boardwalk.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You ask Tahlia, "You're cold?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
She is a wise Rajamala but is obviously half of some other race. She
carries very little of the primal rajamalan resemblance, and instead
appears more graceful and Tsol'aa-like at first glance. She has retained
the pointed claws on the ends of her fingers, and her teeth appear to be
sharp and predatory like the rest of her kin. She has no fur on her body,
but faint, rosy streaks of iridescent bronze criss-cross her bare skin in
stripes. They are most notable along her forearms and legs, and give her
body a strange shimmery quality. Her hair is a curtain of wispy bronze
strands, decorated here and there with tiny braids laced with colorful
seashells. Her eyes are a strange, vivid copper color and filled with a
haughty confidence. They seem almost strange in her humanoid face, with
cat-like pupils shared by most other Rajamala. Her body is just
approaching womanhood, with steady curves and long legs that lift her to a
modest height. Aside from the light dusting of stripes, a plethora of
colorful oceanic fish have been tattooed across her sun-kissed skin.
Dozens of tiny, vividly colored creatures swim along her arms and down her
spine in a rainbow of sea life. A singular, vividly blue starfish
decorates her temple, wreathed in tinier black stars, and a loop of metal
has been pierced through her nose and bottom lip to complete her bodily
decorations.
She is wearing:
a plain grey pack, worn on the back
a white cloak trimmed in gold, hanging from the shoulders
a powder blue skirt, hanging low on her hips
a corded white shirt, covering the torso
a delicate gold hoop earring, pierced through her bottom lip
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
A faint salty breeze whips around you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Solaria says, "Nosey, likely."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Today is the 21st of Lleian, year 409 of the Midnight Age.
Your innate calendar sense tells you it is summer.
In your world it is Sunday, the 5th of January, in the year 2014.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says to you, "Not here."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
With a slight nod, you demonstrate your understanding.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Solaria says, "Alright, new post. Lord Slyphe has blessed us
with a new statue at the Core that I think all of you will quite enjoy."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "But around Delos...it can get pretty chilly. I like the sun..
.and the warm sand here."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The bright sun shines down upon you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say to Tahlia, "You're a strange lookin' lass, too... I've never seen
a tsol'aa with eyes like that."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You smile and say, "Like your tattoos, though."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Erikka says, "Lovely indeed."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Rising higher in the sky, the sun illuminates the land, confining darkness
to the shadows.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says to you, "Thank you. Gonna go visit the reef soon, maybe find
another to put on me."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Duiran): Elwyn says, "It's very nice."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia creases her brow in a frown.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The bright sun shines down upon you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia tilts her head curiously.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "Don't know if was really a problem..said I have weird
colored eyes and he likes my tattoos."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The bright sun shines down upon you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia rinses her feet of extra sand and stands back up, brushing the sand
from her thighs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You ask with a smirk, "Th' naked bloak throwin' a fit?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn seems to think for a moment before nodding slowly.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "He's not naked, just less dressed."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The corners of Tahlia's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You utter a deep, rumbling laugh.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Sentinels): Maximas says, "Hello again all."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The bright sun shines down upon you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
(Market): Tare says, "I require a tailor for a special commission."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "Seen people wandering around in just a loincloth or a girdle.
..they're more naked than he is."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: "With an attitude like that," Angwe says, cupping his
cheek, "Tis little wonder 'e ended up all covered in bandages like that."
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You aren't wearing a slender white cigarette.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: "But no," Angwe says, slipping a slender white cigarette
from behind his ear. "Loincloths are clothing. They actually conceal your
cock."
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You carefully light a slender white cigarette.
Balance Used: 1.86 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "I think it was a bad accident...he was burned. I wouldn't
wear clothes either. it'd hurt, yanno?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say, "I dun care how much he wants to try 'n deny it. I can see it
right there! He needs some pants."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
That has already been lit.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Comprehension flashes across your face.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You give an alabaster lioness vial to Morn.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Attaining her fullest glory, the shining sun sits upon her throne at the
apex of her daily trek through the firmament.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say, "Restoration salve."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You nod your head sagely.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say, "Apply it once 'n hour 'till the burns heal up."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Morn drops an alabaster lioness vial.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You take a long drag from a lit slender white cigarette, holding the
smooth, slightly bitter smoke in your lungs for a moment.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You exhale an invigorating cloud of smoke, redolent with nutty scents.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The low, mourning cry of a dove carries from the rooftops.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Angwe cocks a sidelong glance at the naked man. "What, ye
dun want it?"
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Shrugging a shoulder, you say, "Guess he likes bein' burnt, eh?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You drink from a water gourd with traces of monastery wheat beer, dipping
the tip of your nose into the creamy head, as you take a refreshing
draught.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says to Morn, "Why was it the salves don't work?"
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say to Tahlia, "I can't hear 'em, by th' way. He's gone 'n threw a fit.
 Blocked me off."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say, "I'm curious as to his answer, though."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You wryly say, "Salves work on everything."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You take a long drag from a lit slender white cigarette, holding the
smooth, slightly bitter smoke in your lungs for a moment.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You exhale an invigorating cloud of smoke, redolent with nutty scents.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "He says it's none of your business.."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You cackle hellishly.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "So I guess you gotta stay curious."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Angwe leans close to Tahlia, cups his mouth and stage-
whispers, "That means he dun know 'cause he dun have a reason a'tall!"
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Larissa has been burnt beyond recognition by a Spellshaper Master.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You wiggle your hips toward Tahlia suggestively.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You waggle your eyebrows comically.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You pick up an alabaster lioness vial.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Not one to waste, Angwe plucks an alabaster lioness vial
full of a salve of restoration up from the boardwalk and slips it back
into his tattered haori.
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You take a long drag from a lit slender white cigarette, holding the smooth, slightly bitter smoke in your lungs for a moment.
The final part of your cigarette burns away to ash.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Angwe rolls the butt of his cigarette into a ball between his fingers and flicks it into the ocean.
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have no smoke inhaled to blow out.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
A tide pool (16250) - Enorian (69)
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Bordered on all sides by glistening-wet rock, this tide pool is a haven for small fish and other shallow-water sea creatures. A bright pink starfish clings to a half-submerged rock, its bottom half curled around the firm shell of a mussel. Children play nearby, enthralled with torturing a vibrant red crab. A bright crab with wavering antennae scuttles sideways along sand and sea. There are 4 monolith sigils here. There are 2 cube sigils here. Wielding a glowing aetherstaff, an Ascendril mage watches her surroundings intently. Tahlia is here. Morn is here.
You see exits leading north (closed pine door), east, and west.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
A tide pool (16250) - Enorian (69)
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. Bordered on all sides by glistening-wet rock, this tide pool is a haven for small fish and other shallow-water sea creatures. A bright pink starfish clings to a half-submerged rock, its bottom half curled around the firm shell of a mussel. Children play nearby, enthralled with torturing a vibrant red crab. A bright crab with wavering antennae scuttles sideways along sand and sea. There are 4 monolith sigils here. There are 2 cube sigils here. Wielding a glowing aetherstaff, an Ascendril mage watches her surroundings intently. Tahlia is here. Morn is here.
You see exits leading north (closed pine door), east, and west.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "Uh! okay then. I'm getting caught in the middle of a confusing conversation I don't really want to have."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia mutters discontentedly.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You tilt your head curiously at Tahlia.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say to Tahlia, "Sorry, lass. I can only hear you 'n me, so...."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Angwe trails off, lifting his shoulder in a shrug.
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb e-]
You have recovered balance on all limbs.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia says, "So! My friend and I are gonna mosey somewhere until I have to go. It was very strange to meet you angwe."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
A snapjaw crocodile obeys your order.
A snapjaw crocodile rises out of the waves briefly, blank black eyes fixing on Tahlia. Hissing lowly, the creature sinks below once more and out of sight.
Equilibrium Used: 2.00 seconds
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb -b]
You have recovered equilibrium.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
The bright sun shines down upon you.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You say to Tahlia, "Try 'n get him to a healer, lass. One for his body, two for his cracked mind."
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
Tahlia leaves to the west following Morn.
[5179(100%)|4324(100%)|0|100%|100%|8.7%|R:55|S:100%] [HMcsdb eb]
You have emoted: Angwe pitches back onto the dock, rolling around and laughing.
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds