Wed Feb 25 16:30:04 2004


At 11 o'clock AM, Day of the Bull, 22nd of the Month of the Sun
on the Theran calendar Ilivarra perished, never to return.

Race:	half-elf
Class:	conjurer
Level:	51
Alignment:	Evil
Ethos:	Orderly
Cabal:	SCION, the Scions of Eternal Night
Age:	166
Hours:	313

It's late and i'm kinda tired so if this becomes a ramble, sorry :(

What can I say, i'm a sucker for scion. I had some free time
so I decided to see what was going on. I wanted to move away
from my previous quasi-evil chars and see if i could make a
real hard-ass bitch that was just obscenely EVIL and I hope
I did it. However, in order to have fun I need some depth
so this char was a bit more complex than anyone seemed
to realize, though I hinted a bit to mekantos who just seemed
to ignore it but hey, it's all cool. I actually didn't WANT
Chancellorship, especially since I had it so many times before, but I
was slightly surprised when I wasn't chosen Advisor when Mekantos
advanced. Giving the orb to the imperials was in rememberance to
a pact I had with some of them a long long time ago but I doubt the
imm who took over the archmage knew about it, oh well. I however
have something I need to get off my chest here.. what is UP with
everyone going all to pieces w/ saccing gear? I'm a disciple of an
insane god of Destruction who hates my own race (I love how I wove
that irony in but no one seemed to get it). Still, if someone kills
you, they OWN every last piece of gear in your corpse, if they want
to destroy it all why get in a huff?

I love the conjurer class, i had clairaud at 100% and I pretty much
eavsdropped on everyone, including scions, especially Foslin when
she was talking with that imp and kwalin. Oh man, it was fun
knowing pretty much every plot and just playing ignorance while
at the same time itching to find the right opportunity to stab
whoever in the back.

Etarekoth: Thanks for giving me something extra to do, I enjoyed
our interactions but after I got a nice little vision from some
imm that basically told me I was nothing and was always going
to be nothing, my interest in this char waned and so I just
went kinda beserk on anyone in my path until (finally) like,
a week later i was killed by the Destructor after running in
w/o any protections, a bard sleeping me, and my entire army leaving.
Ya know, it's amazing how many times i would just wade through
groups of people w/ just aura and protection, hehehe.

Kwalin: *grin*, always keep your allies closer than your enemies.
When we teamed up though, everyone just... died. I won't say
anything else though since you're still going... keep on rocking :)

Hargishtick(sp?):I lied through my teeth about that, i was actually
no where on the kaubris stuff, which is another reason why I kind
of got bored w/ the char, the imms just kinda gave me no more reason
to exist in this incarnation, ah well. Nice job though, I must admit
you kept a good head about you after I slaughtered you for those
avello... you greedy, greey little bastard :P

Kackrik: Ouch.. you were a beast man, I was so happy I got you
that one time, but then they changed Kteng's and the cabin so you
can't gaunt there anyone more... ah well, I threw everything at you
and it STILL took me awhile to kill you, if you wern't locked
in that lab, you would just have escaped... jeez

Kazadan: Aww, thanks for your compliments. I tried real
hard to stay the bitch-woman and stick w/ it, even among
my allies. Gawd I love scion inter-relations :)

Kelrizza: I believe you and Kackrik were the ONLY two people
I just DID NOT want to fight.. actually, I didn't even want to
touch you.. good job :)

Nhiala: Hehehe, I had so much gold that you would have had
a much easier time just focusing on my demons and elementals
then me. I liked our fights, a pity we didn't interact much.

To all the tribs and wupped ass on when I got wanted: I deserved
EVERYONE LAST ONE of those flags, but my char believed she was
"all that" and proceeded to make you all pay for them.. I won't say
names, but after one of you didn't flag me even though you KNEW
that was my nightgaunt... i was kinda.. jipped :P I do hope
I gave you all delicious heart-attacks though *wink*.

I know I've missed like... everyone, so if you're peeved at
that, just reply here.

Oh yea, i do have three questions to people however
1- Did anyone actually "fear" me, or was I just an annoyance/pest?
2- Did anyone figure out why I served such a God who hated my race?
3- Did anyone figure out what I was actually seeking out of life?

After I take a nap, i'm going to unload a CRAP LOAD of logs from my
previous chars (Xandera, Halisstra, Jhaelryna) onto qhcf. For some
reason I didn't log much of anything for this char, oh well, enjoy.

-Sara, kissing the ugly bastard half-drow gbye.

Allow me to wax sexist for a moment...

It must really irk some of the chest-thumping guys who play this game to know they were pwned by a chick.

Hah.

I doubt that when you consider Sara's been mudding since the dawn of time. :P


Cheers.
Jhyrb.

Well you killed me one time with Galerikath. I must say I feared who I would be gaunted into far more than I feared you. But then again without you there was no nightgaunt, so yeah I feared you plenty. Every time I saw you around I waited for that nightgaunt to come for me. And I did ask you why your god would accept someone with elven blood and you just said something cryptic about the beautiful irony or something. And then I never got to speak with you again.

> Kazadan: Aww, thanks for your compliments. I tried real
> hard to stay the bitch-woman and stick w/ it, even among
> my allies. Gawd I love scion inter-relations :)

Well, first off you weren't -THAT- bitchy to me. I remember
you just snorting at Kwalin when he greeted some younger
Scion. I was like, wow, sweet someone else who is trying to
keep peeps in Scion from giving each other big ole hugs as
soon as they entered the Chasm (other than Mekantos, of
course). But, you were always nice to me. I know, I was a
hunk of drow burning love, so I understand completely.

I liked following behind the femi-tank named Ilivarra as
you ripped through Marans. Being the Tranny who is the last
to volunteer to take blows, I felt like I was on the rear of
a congo line when I'd group up with you and Kwalin :P and
we shook our way to the Watcher or Destructor.

Play another bitch/bastard evil again. CF needs it.
- Kazadan

But I never did. I came close more than once, and I think you got close on me a few times. The thing I always wanted to get you for was you'd always gaunt/nail the people who were really extra open to that. Trannies, recently unghosted warriors, etc, and you seemed to full loot all the time. Now, nothing wrong with any of that, but wow did that ever want me to bring you down for it. Ah well. We never really interacted since generally I was busy running all over when you were around, and if we were in the same room, we sure wouldn't be talking.

I think it is regrettable our playing times never seemed to cross very well. I would certainly have liked to roleplay myself through those lessons in demonlore which my character desired so greatly from Ilivarra. At least at the time. Things can and will change for a person after he has aged for more than 10 years. My character is certainly no exception to this.

' Oh yea, i do have three questions to people however
1- Did anyone actually "fear" me, or was I just an annoyance/pest?
2- Did anyone figure out why I served such a God who hated my race?
3- Did anyone figure out what I was actually seeking out of life? '

As for the first of those questions, Ilivarra had something of an aura of dread and hate around herself, which was mainly due to those rather wicked emotes and esays you used with her. In my opinion they suited Ilivarra's personality very well. When speaking to her over the tell command however, she had a tendency of sounding alot less harsh and 'softer' somehow. Perhaps it really were those emotes and esays that made the difference.
As for the other two questions; I am sorry, but I didn't interact enough with Ilivarra to be able to give them a worthwhile answer.

Looking at you, I would venture a guess that figuring out and thus mastering the behavior of the new demon servitors is well worth the efforts. And I will keep that in mind.


Arthakar.

Man, dont delete allready... :( I almost had a char in scions just because of you... I knew who you where and wanted so badly to travel with you just once or plenty of times more... I love every one of your chars even the bastard Hallistra that lead to my destruction, and Jhaelryna who showed so much new...

do come back, one way or another, and do come back as an evil..

Zharaluzar, aka Raistelan, aka Zargu

>I however
have something I need to get off my chest here.. what is UP with
everyone going all to pieces w/ saccing gear? I'm a disciple of an
insane god of Destruction who hates my own race (I love how I wove
that irony in but no one seemed to get it). Still, if someone kills
you, they OWN every last piece of gear in your corpse, if they want
to destroy it all why get in a huff?

Because you as a person in real life know how ####ty it is to have your gear sac'd. Be a bitch all you want in char, but don't try to act surprised when people think you're a ####head for personally choosing to commit IC acts with extremely irritating OOC ramifications. It's one thing if someone doesn't learn a lesson, or if someone has sac'd your stuff, but I can speak from personal experience and say how irritating it was to put up a solo fight half-naked against you and two other scions and come back to you sacrificing my crummy gear.

>Oh yea, i do have three questions to people however
>1- Did anyone actually "fear" me, or was I just an annoyance/pest?
>2- Did anyone figure out why I served such a God who hated my race?
>3- Did anyone figure out what I was actually seeking out of life?

Well Xarg actually LIKED you, but he had a thing against most other drow, I think you were one of the people i told why he left the underdark etc..
and Lerrik, well the character didn't fear a whole lot there.
ooc i knew i would die when I faced you, jus the character wouldn't have cared about that. gaunting right after i had just fled a battle with someone else which you seemed to do regularly for a while was annoying. so lets see for #1 there Xarg; no ler: ooc yeah ic no and both ic and ooc annoying :)

#2 nope on both sides
#3 I remember Xarg talking to you about stuff like that, but after i found out you were scion i just assumed them to be a mask. so ooc i don't even remember the things you said. not sure if it even applied to this.

Anyway totally kick ass character all around. nice job.
I shudder to think about the next time i meet a character of yours.
:)

Farewell to ye Illivarra. It's always sad to lose a powerful foe.. You definately kicked major ass from what I could tell.

Oh yea, i do have three questions to people however
1- Did anyone actually "fear" me, or was I just an annoyance/pest?

Feared you alot, in fact.

2- Did anyone figure out why I served such a God who hated my race?

Nope, but we interacted only very little.

3- Did anyone figure out what I was actually seeking out of life?

Again, nope.


Just one thing that irked me though. Nightgaunting folks in a no_teleport, no_recall maze with a neuro-happy muter at your side is kinda cheap, IMHO. Perfectly legal and within RP, just.. cheap :)
But you were far from being a one-trick pony and I didn't lose my respect for you just because of this (heck, I'd probably do it too).

Good luck with your next!

Vorondel

Much like Kazadan, I never really noticed your character until you left and I read your goodbyes. I wish that I had a Scion as Etarekoth, Ilivarra, and Kazadan were alive.

We fought a few times, always to a stalemate, and you always (pretty much) outnumbered me. Nearly killed you once, maybe twice, but hardly was it really as *close* as the hit points showed, of course you could get away at any time, me - I just got lucky to get away.

Good luck and good luck on the next,
Nimuweh

Oh yea, i do have three questions to people however
1- Did anyone actually "fear" me, or was I just an annoyance/pest?
I think you scared the #### out of 90% of our enemies :D

2- Did anyone figure out why I served such a God who hated my race?
I just assumed that you had left any ties to your race and whatnot behind and didn't really care for them.

3- Did anyone figure out what I was actually seeking out of life?
If only I could figure that out for myself in rl ;)

After I take a nap, i'm going to unload a CRAP LOAD of logs from my
previous chars (Xandera, Halisstra, Jhaelryna) onto qhcf. For some
reason I didn't log much of anything for this char, oh well, enjoy.


Hah I knew it. As I said in my earlier post, I have quite a humorous memory of Halisstra, but I don't want to post it here. Leave an email address if you wish.

Eta

-*grin*, always keep your allies closer than your enemies.


When you're scion aint that the truth? You were my favorite scion hands down. Whenever I logged in first thing i'd type was who pk and hope god i'd see a Ilivarra Meanass Bitch of the West, Priestess of Zurcon yada yada somewhere in there. There was so much left to do, we just kept ending up killing everyone and their dogs rather using each other to advancing our own agendas. At least that's the way it was from my side. I'm actually getting places in my characters development now that the enemy has more or less put their kitchen sinks down and stopped flinging mud, blood, and swords my way. You were predictably enigmatic and throughout your scion characters lives I've always admired your various styles as well as the intrigues you lead people into. The is the first time i've been on your side rather than the opposition and I really look forward to meeting you in the fields again.

Death to our enemies and fortune to us... with some raw meat and wine on the side.

Kwalin
P.S. On my account feel free to post any combat logs that involve me. Note the combat part of the statement. :)

I figured you were Jhaelryna. I was Ulzoth. I really enjoyed your character, although OOC I kept thinking your name would be pronounced, "Elvira" :P

I enjoyed the little missions you would have for Zwick. It gave some intrigue and purpose to a character that was pretty boring to play otherwise. I hope you enjoyed the interactions as well. I had wanted Zwick to use his craft to advance the Chasm, and you were one of the only ones to try and take advantage of that. Few others had the patience to sit around while I took all day trying to write stuff. Thanks for that.

Definitely an evil biaatch. Nicely done.

Zwick, Ulzoth, Punblinpo, Yror, Krogum, Holtzendorff

Hutto, the Sleepy Nitpicker


'Sorry, I'm not 72323slhlst. Or however you say Elite'
-Vynmylak

nt

valguarnera@carrionfields.com

I interacted with you as two characters. I'll post as such:

Kackrik - I remember being level 45 and seeing you with a tat and title at level 20 sitting in the inn. I immediately made you a large target. After that, I saw you slowly gaining ranks and acquiring nice equipment. I made sure to give you hell, even if it was you killing me on the occasion. Eventually I ended up killing you enough times that you would just avoid me totally, which was semi-unfortunate because I enjoyed our fights. The time when you killed Sardinthal pissed me off so much, I wanted your blood (I don't think I got you, though I did kill a Scion there).. but you did the right thing and ran. Kudos.

Ajoal - Didn't interact much, but knew what to expect. The time when you finally deleted was at the Destructor and definately a highlight for this character. How I landed the sleep that time was almost complete luck, so I made sure to take the advantage and get you killed. You stood no chance, unprotected at the Destructor. I assumed you were pissed off that you got killed and full looted (By the invoker, just to let you know) by two unpowered ragers. Alas, your good times must end.

Thought it was a well played character and definately a force, cannot wait to see what you bring out next! Have fun, see you on your next

- Jaynusssssssssssssssssss

Great char from what I saw, it was fun being around you and you were the only one of the scions I grew up with who was left. Loved your rp, it was an excellent contrast to Foslin. I tried to keep you interested by involving you in a few things and by sending those apprentices your way, #### like that to keep you going and kicking ass. Thought you were a beast, truly man, when we raided the Fort it was crazy, you had no problem killing almost anyone, and with my kicks to lag...I thought we made the conjie+assassin combo work well, even if all you needed from me was the lag ;)

I knew you were ambitious, which is why I made sure to assassinate several people infront of you, to make sure you knew I could do it to you as well. If only you hadn't screwed up with the Imperials...I think you would have had Advisor. But that's how it goes. Oh, you need to stop picking your character names from the same website :P If you are who I think you are, I have a humorous memory to share so leave an email address.

Now that both you and Kyrissa are gone, I'll post the log of her becoming your apprentice, its one of those things that just shows in my opinion how kick ass your character was.

Etarekoth.

You tell Kyrissa 'Betrayer of the Light...hrm'

Kyrissa tells you 'That is so, Chancellor.'

You tell Kyrissa 'Sounds delicious. Do tell'

Kyrissa tells you 'My true path shall be the glorious Empire.'

Kyrissa tells you 'Now it is my destiny to seek the Black Box.'

You tell Kyrissa 'Oh? Might you know where to find this box..hrm?'

Kyrissa tells you 'No.'

Kyrissa tells you 'Might you know of its location, Chancellor?'

You tell Kyrissa 'Yes indeed...though why should I share such knowledge with you? Now that, is the question'

Kyrissa tells you 'There is no reason to share the knowledge.'

Kyrissa tells you 'If you are willing to provide it for perhaps later alliances, that would be my bond and my offer.'

<852/852hp 749m 633mv | civilized 10 AM> who scion
<51 H-Elf Con> (PK) Ilivarra the Planewalker, Disciple of Zurcon
*51 D-Elf Asn* (PK) Etarekoth Xelthzus the Chancellor of the Eternal Night

Players found: 2

Etarekoth: Do you wish another...apprentice, Ilivarra?

Ilivarra: Whom?

< 5 Human Thi> Kastian the Cur
<41 Orc Ber> Keiigrahv the Desecrator of the Most Holy
<32 H-Elf Bar> Keadiean the Master of Instruments
<51 Felar Shf> (PK) Kyrissa the Grand Mistress of Changelings, Betrayer of the Light
<29 Human Con> Kalidan the Inceptor of Psychurgy

Etarekoth: Kyrissa..perhaps

Ilivarra: Indeed.

Etarekoth: It seems she has taken her leave for now...I shall tempt her with what she seeks when we next cross paths

Ilivarra: What does she desire?

Etarekoth: To embrace her true nature

You tell Kyrissa 'Well, I shall give you the location of the box...though you will have to perform a task for me'

You tell Kyrissa 'What say you?'

Kyrissa tells you 'What sort of task?'

You tell Kyrissa 'You shall, for a while, become Ilivarra's apprentice..'

Kyrissa tells you 'Under what obligations?'

You tell Kyrissa 'I am not sure what Ilivarra would have in mind for you. I imagine she would wish to impart upon you knowledge of her Lord'

**Pain, suffering, that sort of stuff ;)

You tell Kyrissa 'You would also have to do as she asks at times'

You tell Kyrissa 'Such is the price of the knowledge you seek'

Kyrissa tells you 'The knowledge of her Lord?'

Kyrissa tells you 'And how long will this apprenticeship last?'

You tell Kyrissa 'The knowledge of the location of the Black Box'

You tell Kyrissa 'Hrm...let us say, a period of two elven weeks?'

Kyrissa tells you 'And when will the knowledge of the box be mine?'

You tell Kyrissa 'As soon as you are agreed to this arrangement.'

Kyrissa tells you 'Let us make it one elven week, then I will agree.'

Kyrissa tells you 'Sacrafises must be made for a goal.'

Etarekoth: She has agreed to be your apprentice for an elven week

Etarekoth: Have you any sort of ritual in mind, to signify such an arrangement?

Ilivarra: There is one

Ilivarra: Where are you two?

Etarekoth: I shall direct her to the Oryx Steppes, within the Altar Chamber

You tell Kyrissa 'Come to the Oryx Steppes, south of Hamsah, through the Desert'

Kyrissa tells you 'Very well.'

Ilivarra: Did she desire to join us?

Etarekoth: She seeks to be one with the Glorious Empire

Ilivarra: With those tools? Then why seek you out?

Etarekoth: Because I can offer her the knowledge that she seeks

Kyrissa sinks into a deep curtsey, rising again with grace and poise.

<852/852hp 749m 577mv | civilized 10 PM> Within a dim altar chamber
You are standing within the altar chamber of the Quesyr Tol'adn,
partitioned from the rest of the building by a thin painted screen, in
which a small entryway has been cut. Arching overhead is a low
corbelled ceiling, from which hangs a chandelier, shimmering faintly
like a perfect spectral teardrop. A deep semi-circular apse lies to the
north, adjacent to which stands a monolithic pulpit. The dim light in
the altar room throws brooding shadows across the carpeted floor,
accentuating the lines of light and shade on the iconography depicted
on both the apse and the pulpit.


Kyrissa is here.

--<========================( Kyrissa Pursalli )===========================>--
+ A beautiful fela stands before you, covered in Silver Fur with bright +
+ green eyes that reflect an almost pearlescent light. This fela stands +
+ roughly 4' tall with erect ears, typical to most all feline species. Her +
+ fur looks extremely soft to the touch and is pristine, the only break in +
+ her coloring is the light pink of her inner ear. Her fur seems to be +
+ somewhat longer than the average felar, with what could almost be mistaken+
+ as human hair upon her head. These locks of 'hair' are neatly tied in a +
+ ponytail at the end where it reaches near the base of her tail. Her +
+ claws, while looking lethal and incredibly sharp, are extremely clean and +
+ and almost seem to be too perfect. Possibly sensing your scrutiny, the +
+ fela's nose starts working as if smelling the air. She slightly parts her +
+ mouth to take in more of the scents as tastes-slightly revealing dangerous+
+ glossy white fangs. With a dismissive gesture she continues her tasks +
+ leaving you to wonder whether or not you have been discovered. Regardless,+
+ it is obvious that this is not your ordinary fela. There is more than a +
+ glimmer of intelligence surrounding this lady. Perhaps this one works +
+ off something more than just the mere instinct of her people... +
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Kyrissa, a female felar, is in perfect health.

Kyrissa is using:
<worn on finger> (Invis) (Glowing) (Humming) the ring of fortitude
<worn on finger> a wooden ring with a black stone
<worn around neck> (Glowing) (Humming) the Ankh of Loch Terradian
<worn around neck> (Glowing) (Humming) the Ankh of Loch Terradian
<worn on body> a polished mithril breastplate
<worn on tail> a wide ring rimmed with razor sharp spikes
<worn on head> (Glowing) an engraved silver circlet
<worn on legs> (Invis) (Glowing) (Humming) leggings of Sorcery
<worn on hindpaws> a pair of clawed leather paw-wraps
<worn on forepaws> a pair of razor-sharp front claw extensions
<worn on arms> (Invis) (Glowing) (Humming) sleeves of Alchemy
<worn about body> a pelt from the Winter Wolf
<worn about waist> (Invis) (Glowing) (Humming) a belt of Thermatology
<worn around wrist> an aquamarine bracelet
<worn around wrist> an aquamarine bracelet

You whisper 'Ilivarra comes'

Kyrissa says 'I shall meditate for a moment then.'

Kyrissa sits down on the ground.

You whisper 'There is also something which I require'

Ilivarra arrives suddenly.

A monstrous mors-gravis demon has arrived.
An air elemental has arrived.

Ilivarra looks at Kyrissa.

You whisper 'It is a gift of the flesh, if such is meant to be'

Ilivarra pauses, a thoughtful look on her face.

You nod at Ilivarra.

Kyrissa stands up.

Kyrissa nods.

Kyrissa says 'My apologies.'

Kyrissa says 'I was deep in my meditation.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'my apprentice, hrm?'

Ilivarra reaches out and grabs Kyrissa's tail, glaring at it for a moment before releasing it.

Kyrissa hisses momentarily.

Ilivarra pokes a monstrous mors-gravis demon in the ribs.
A monstrous mors-gravis demon pokes Ilivarra in the ribs.

Kyrissa swishes his tail lazily.

Leaning towards a monstrous mors-gravis demon, Ilivarra whispers something to it.

Ilivarra chuckles, seemingly at nothing.

Kyrissa sniffs at the air curiously.

Ilivarra says to Kyrissa 'What do you desire,Kyrissa?'

Ilivarra frowns at what a monstrous mors-gravis demon did.

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'My reasons for needing the black box are my own.'

Kyrissa says 'Though if you wish to know such.'

Kyrissa says 'It is to take another step towards my goal of joining the Empire.'

Ilivarra laughs harshly, a sharp almost metallic sound.

Ilivarra carefully holds the dark crystal in her hands.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'and what do you seek to gain from them?'

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'You seem as though you prepare for a ritual. What is the meaning of all this?'

You whisper 'The ritual signifies your apprenticeship, I gather'

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'Power.'

Ilivarra gets a silver embossed flask from a large saddle bag.

Ilivarra carefully pours a small amount of silver liquid from a silver embossed flask onto the crystal cupped in the palm of her hand.

Ilivarra cackles softly to herself as a faint hissing sound eruptes and a small acidic smelling vapor drifts upwards.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'and what do you desire to learn from your apprenticeship to me, hrm?'

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'I am unsure of what is to entail from this Apprenticeship.'

Ilivarra gives Kyrissa a crooked smile.

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'It is something your Chancellor decided on.'

Ilivarra shows her approval by clapping her hands together.

Ilivarra smiles as her sudden movement causes the crystal to begin to vibrate softly.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'Tell me Kyrissa, what do you know of divination.. of prophecy?'

You whisper to Ilivarra 'My blade becomes impatient, wriggling within its sheath. Do not make it wait much longer.'

Ilivarra begins to whisper arcane words to the humming crystal which causes it to change pure white.

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'I am not very educated.'

Ilivarra peers intently at Kyrissa.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'Good.. then I will educate you.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'that is, of course, why I am here.'

Ilivarra lifts a warped finger and gently uses it to beckon you forward.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'come closer my dear.'

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'You will educate me of divination, and of prophecy?'

Looking more attentive, Kyrissa listens closely to Ilivarra.

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'I hear well from here.'

Ilivarra chuckles politely.

Ilivarra holds out the jagged white crystal to you.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'look into it.'

Kyrissa peers intently at the white crystal before her.

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'What is it?'

Kyrissa sniffs at the air cautiously.

Ilivarra whispers more words to herself and a small amber light begins to flicker in the depths of the crystal.

Kyrissa squints her eyes, while gazing upon the crystal.

Ilivarra smiles as an image forms within. A pale faced felar lying in a dark, blood-soaked field, dead burnt trees surround her.

Kyrissa snorts.

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'What is this image before us?'

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'This is the prophecy you see?'

Ilivarra narrows her eyes at the white crystal.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'a part of it'

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'If I didn't know any better... What does the prophecy resemble?'

Ilivarra smiles as the crystal begins to change again.. You see into a small chamber, small shadows moving about within as they slowly converage upon the center, where sits a wide-eyed felar glowing softly in an amber light.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'my art is in divination, Kyrissa.'

You whisper 'Do you believe in Prophecy, Kyrissa? In Fate, even?'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'I can only tell what I see in the planes.'

Kyrissa says 'I have never met a prophet before. As far as fate goes, I have some belief in it, for as little as I know of its existance.'

the Archmage of Eternal Night: The shadows grow darker with the entrance of Mekantos.

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'What planes?'

Gyldar: Greetings, Dark Knight.

< Arial AVA> Mekantos the Dark Knight of the Ill Omen
<44 Human Shf> Xyleel Denizad the Mistress of Shapeshifting
<30 Human Thi> Gyldar the Elder Thief
<51 H-Elf Con> (PK) Ilivarra the Planewalker, Disciple of Zurcon
*51 D-Elf Asn* (PK) Etarekoth Xelthzus the Chancellor of the Eternal Night

Players found: 5

Mekantos: Greetings, Scions.

Kyrissa tears at the ribs hungrily.

You ponder the question.

Kyrissa eats some barbecued spareribs.

Ilivarra sudders suddenly and the image changes once more. An ancient felar stands, blood caking her fur. She stands, wide eyed as a dark chasm opens before her.

Ilivarra smiles as the image disappears.

Ilivarra rubs her hands together, watching the dark crystal turn to dust in her hands.

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'I have never seen magic like this before.'

Xyleel: Greetings Dark Knight.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'I am no ordinary mage, Kyrissa.'

Ilivarra: your turn

Kyrissa says to Ilivarra 'Then this is wizardry you produce?'

You whisper 'My Lord seeks a gift, Kyrissa'

You whisper 'As I told you, a gift of the flesh, if such is meant to be'

Looking more attentive, Kyrissa listens closely.

Kyrissa says 'And what gift does your Lord seek?'

You whisper 'No matter the outcome, remain perfectly still. The knowledge of the Box shall come to you.'

You whisper 'My Lord seeks but what is already his. I am his voice, it is my duty to release others from their coporeal burdens, that they may be one with him'

<862/862hp 749m 691mv | civilized 11 AM> assassinate Kyrissa
You slide up behind Kyrissa and drive your sword through his back.
Kyrissa falls to the floor, blood flooding from his pierced heart.
Kyrissa is DEAD!!
Kyrissa's heart is torn from his chest.
You have become better at assassinate!

Throwing back her head, Ilivarra cackles with insane glee!

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'well.. i DID warn her'

Ilivarra snickers softly.

Etarekoth: Hail Dark Knight

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'show yourself?'

Ilivarra points excitedly at the Wand of Orcus!

Ilivarra shrugs indifferently.

Xyleel: Greetings Chancellor, I truely must learn to detect those in the shadows...

You twitch uncomfortably.

You whisper 'As promised, you shall have the knowledge you desire'

Kyrissa nods sagely at Ilivarra.

Ilivarra shrugs indifferently.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'payment for services rendered'

**Snip: I tell her where the box is.

Kyrissa says 'And what of this Apprenticeship?'

Kyrissa says 'It was a mere plan of deceit?'

You whisper 'The Fold is above such things, Kyrissa'

Kyrissa snickers softly.

You whisper 'There is no reason to decieve, when Truth is so powerful a force'

Ilivarra nods slowly.

You whisper 'Continue your apprenticeship to Ilivarra, as you have promised'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'do not think to lightly on what you have seen, my apprentice.'

You whisper 'Perhaps she will share the answers you seek'

Kyrissa says 'Only to be decieved again?'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'in time, the planes will tell me more of your fate, and I shall share it.'

You whisper 'I did not decieve you. I told you my Lord would require a sacrifice, a gift of the flesh'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'truth is the key to taking what is yours'

You whisper 'Ilivarra showed it to you, through her magical arts'

Kyrissa says 'And who is to say what you see or know is the truth?'

You whisper 'The Truth was laid bare, for all to see. Embrace it, and become stronger.'

Kyrissa says 'There are many magics which show false light.'

Ilivarra chuckles politely.

Kyrissa says 'This much I do know, as littlte education I do possess.'

You whisper 'Do not insult the potency of Ilivarra's art'

Kyrissa says 'I do not insult it. I only wish to know more of it.'

You whisper 'And that is why you are an apprentice.'

Kyrissa says 'How am I to believe something I know nothing of?'

You whisper 'I shall leave the two of you now.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'I am above illusion, Kyrissa, when truth is all that is necessary.'

I enjoyed it much.

**I had spoken with Tranto during Foslin's Chancellorship
**and had given him my recommendation, though for the life
**of me I cannot remember why. After Foslin deleted and before
**I got Chancellor, Mekantos had me filtering applicants so
**again I vouched for Tranto and wrote him another rec. To
**see him #### up like this was totally unacceptable to Etarekoth.
**As Chancellor I got tired of dealing with the ####load of apps so
**occasionally I passed them onto Ilivarra. Sometimes when they were
**in my range I watched them to see if they ####ed up.

Room Name


( 5) (Glowing) A bright ball of light shimmers in the air.
A red bale of woven cloth lies unrolled on the ground.
A disturbance in the air ripples and waves before you.
A hulking, heavy-limbed demon stomps here with clenched fists.
A Nightwalker stands in the shadows, breathing heavily.
(Translucent) Ilivarra is here.
(Invis) (Translucent) Tranto is here.

<873/873hp 694m 337mv | civilized 1 AM> l tranto
Here you see a very pale man about six feet. Shaggy, black hair
covers his head, a few strans hang in front of his face. His
eyebrows have grown together over his nose, giving him one long
eyebrow across his forehead. His brown eyes stare coldly out at
the world. You catch a glimpse of his teeth and see they are
rather yellow and a bit crooked. He has a little bit a facial
hair but hardly a good, full beard. He is not large enough to
fill his armor well, but it looks like it would really help him
take a beating. The aroma of rotten flesh would suggest that he is
no stranger to death. Such a skinny man would not likely be able
to do much with his fists, maybe not even with a weapon. There may
be more to this man than meets the eye.
Tranto, a male human, is in perfect health.

Tranto is using:
<worn on legs> rotting linen bandages
<worn on hands> a pair of black steel gauntlets
<worn on arms> rotting linen bandages
<worn about body> a skin from the snow leopard
<worn around wrist> rotting linen bandages
<worn around wrist> rotting linen bandages

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'You remind me of a necromancer'

Tranto shrugs indifferently.

Tranto says 'Is that a bad thing?'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'it depends on how you use it.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'now, why do you seek us?'

Tranto says 'There are many reasons.'

Tranto says 'First is that I can learn much and become more powerful with the help of the chasm.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'hold that thought tranto'

**Snip: Raid.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'You say you can learn much with the help of the chasm?'

Tranto says 'I can learn alone.'

Tranto says 'With the help of the chasm I could learn much more.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'like what? How to read a map?'

Tranto says 'I know how to read a map.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'learning is not all gaining more knowledge of incantations'

Tranto says 'I want to learn of opening portals to other worlds.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'it is how and when to use them that is perhaps just as important'

Tranto says 'I have heard of scrolls on good and evil as well.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'tell me of these scrolls'

Ilivarra looks at Tranto.

Tranto says 'I have just heard that they exists and tell about how the two interact.'

Tranto says 'Do you have some water?'

You smirk.

You drop a metal canteen insulated in a wolf's pelt.

Tranto gets a metal canteen insulated in a wolf's pelt.

Tranto drinks water from a metal canteen insulated in a wolf's pelt.

You point straight down.

Ilivarra pauses, a thoughtful look on her face.

Tranto drops a metal canteen insulated in a wolf's pelt.

You get a metal canteen insulated in a wolf's pelt.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'how interesting'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'you know of nothing else about this?'

Tranto says 'I did not get my things together since I was slain.'
]
Ilivarra chuckles politely.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'we all have our priorities'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'personally, i would rather have gained a proper amount of substance then die slowly infront of your betters.'

Ilivarra waves her hand in a dismissive manner.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'What do you know of the portals and our allies?'

Tranto says 'Only that you can open them.'

Ilivarra frowns.

Tranto says 'I have much to learn I know.'

Ilivarra snorts.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'obviously'

Tranto says 'I learn quickly though.'

Tranto fades into existence.
Tranto's hunger injures him.

Tranto hangs his head in shame.

You get a large boar steak from a cowhide knapsack.

You drop a large boar steak.

Ilivarra blinks a few times.

Etarekoth: Like feeding a pet

Tranto gets a large boar steak.

Tranto eats a large boar steak.

Ilivarra: You have got to be kidding me

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'So what DO you know of us?'

Tranto says 'I know that you have much knowledge and power. I know that you will one day take over the land.'

Tranto says 'I know that you will do what ever is neccesary to do so.'

Tranto says 'I know that you can bring suffering to others.'

Ilivarra licks her mouth and smiles.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'Oh, you know of suffering?'

Ilivarra licks the mark of three snakes intertwined with lightning bolts. How disgusting!

Tranto looks at Ilivarra.

Tranto says 'I know of suffering.'

Tranto says 'It is everywhere in this world.'

You blink several times.

<46 D-Elf Tra> Daranor the Master of Transference
<28 Human Thi> Feldabs Fisnat the Guilded
*51 D-Elf Asn* (PK) Etarekoth Xelthzus the Chancellor of the Eternal Night
<51 H-Elf Con> (PK) Ilivarra the Planewalker, Disciple of Zurcon

Players found: 4

Ilivarra frowns.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'and...?'

Tranto says 'And what?'

You whisper 'What are you goals in this life Tranto? What do you seek to achieve, while you still bear the burden of mortality?'

Tranto says 'I too seek a tattoo.'

Tranto says 'So that one day I may sit at the side of the Dark Lord of Suffering.'

Tranto says 'And torment lost souls.'

You whisper 'Is that all?'

Tranto says 'While I am alive I will do what I must to show him I am worthy.'

Tranto says 'That is all.'

You blink several times.

You tell your group 'Continue..'

Ilivarra tells the group 'i'm really not amused, he would be best used as a slave'

Tranto says 'That and everything I said earlier.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'You speak of serving the Lord of Suffering, and yet you do not know what it is?'

You tell your group 'Do with him as you will. You are conducting this interview..'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'why do you desire to torment souls?'

Tranto says 'My soul is lost.'

Tranto says 'Torment or be tormented.'

Tranto says 'I choose torment.'

Tranto says 'I thought the chasm could teach me what I need to know.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'lost? Did you use it to pay for something perhaps?'

Tranto says 'I have no hope for anything and lead a wicked life.'

Ilivarra smirks.

Tranto says 'When I die my soul will not go somewhere nice.'

Tranto says 'And I can not avoid dieing.'

Tranto says 'I see only one option.'

**I begin stalking.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'Very well, I have a place for you then'

Tranto says 'What is it?'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'You desire to torment others, yet have no experience in this regard'

Ilivarra licks her mouth and smiles.

Tranto says 'I have brought pain to others.'

Ilivarra chuckles politely.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'physical pain is simple'

Tranto smirks.

Tranto nods.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'have you ever darkened a heart? Have you ever brought nightmares to your victims when they heard your footsteps?'

Thinking hard, Tranto scratches his cheek.

You tap your foot impatiently.

Tranto says 'No.'

You twitch uncomfortably.

Tranto says 'Not yet.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'the scars of the mind please me greatly, and my lord is fond of souls screaming endlessly'

Tranto says 'Do you wish for me to do something?'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'If you desire to be anything in this world Tranto, or for that matter, have a chance in the doom of the afterlife'

Looking more attentive, Tranto listens closely.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'you will need a teacher. You will serve me Tranto.'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'If you have the stomach for it...'

Tranto grins evilly.

Tranto says 'When do I begin?'

Ilivarra smirks.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'give me your left hand.'

Tranto looks at himself.

Tranto smirks.

Tranto kisses Ilivarra's hand. How continental!

Tranto frowns.

You blink several times.

Ilivarra snarls angrily.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'your hand Tranto'

Tranto boggles at the concept.

Ilivarra growls.

Tranto extends his arm, and shakes Ilivarra's hand.

Ilivarra reaches out and roughly grabs your hand and turns it over, palm up.

Ilivarra deftly and with a sinister laugh, proceeds to use her nails to roughly break the skin on your palm, drawing blood.

Tranto grins evilly.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'Excellent'

Ilivarra continues to saw on your palm till she seems sated at what looks like a little serpent on your palm, covered in your dark blood.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'Good, good.'

You whisper 'Are you finished with him, Ilivarra?'

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'Oh yes, quite.'

Tranto grins evilly.

You whisper 'Tranto, do you believe in faith?'

You whisper 'Or rather, fate?'

Tranto says 'I had not thought about it.'

You whisper 'So think. Quickly.'

Tranto says '' Yes. I do.'

Tranto smirks.

Tranto says 'Water?'

Ilivarra snickers softly.

You whisper 'Then we shall see if are fated to hold a place within the Fold'

You whisper 'Remain still..and whatever happens, do not move'

You whisper 'Are you ready, to meet your fate, whatever it might be?'

Tranto nods.

Throwing back her head, Ilivarra cackles with insane glee!

<873/873hp 714m 721mv | civilized 9 PM> assassinate Tranto
You slide up behind Tranto and drive your sword through his back.
Tranto falls to the floor, blood flooding from his pierced heart.
Tranto is DEAD!!
Tranto splatters blood on your armor.

Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'what a pleasant lesson'

You whisper 'He shall never hold a place among the Chosen'

You whisper 'Such is the price of failure'

**There was some more talking which explained
**things a bit better but I didn't log it :(

Que lastima.

I'll write more when it's my turn.

Great char. Never interacted with you much as Nhiala, but did with another character before you hero'd. Great stuff. Facing you as an enemy only solidified that respect.

Note to self: never underestimate the combination of barrier, despoil, volley, area haste, prog-attacking demons and unlimited coin to heal with.

i interacted with you with two characters, Mahar and Bashadar. You were very very cool. Nice rp, got the whole evil thing going, all bitchy and stuff. You werent bitchy to Mahar but to Bashadar you were.
Very nice evil roleplay, always wondered how you got that Disciple title, i asked you about it but then got on to doing other things and forgot to keep asking :) Nice job. Need more evils like that.