Bazarov the Master Historian, Magistrate of Seantryn Modan

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Description

A disenchanted expression graces this man's beautiful face - his chiseled
nose, his full, frowning lips and his dark eyes that lament the boredom they
convey so well. His dark hair is long, but pulled back to reveal every inch
of his youthful beauty. Despite this obvious melancholy, he carries himself
with a sort of aristocratic pride. Yes, arrogance makes the air around him
thick - or is that the scent of the most fashionable perfume of the day?
Whatever it is, it lingers stubbornly. Bitterly, even, like the vague hint of
an acidic smile that threatens to crack his wall of angst.

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Score

Level	47	Sex	male	Race	human
Ethos	Orderly	Align	Neutral	Class	bard
Practices	12	Trains	0	Hometown	Seantryn Modan
Exp	452530	To Level	23030	Sphere	Lust
Age mature, 31 years old (102 hours)
Hit Points	637	Mana	639	Movement	678
Strength	20	Intelligence	20	Wisdom	19
Dexterity	20	Constitution	19	Charisma	21
Carry #	0/34	Carry Weight	0 lb 0 oz
Gold	0	Silver	45	Copper	5
Wimpy	200	Morale	Moderate
Hitroll	7	Damroll	0

Statistics

Experience Breakdown

Experience from Cabal raiding	1000
Experience from Skill improvements	8929
Experience from Exploration	3650
Experience from Quests	18600
Experience from Commerce	560

Adventuring Statistics

Character Created	Thu Sep 6 15:36:57 2007
Quests Completed	23
Exploration Points Found	12
Bonus Experience from Immortals	0
(WANTED) Criminal	0 times
% of lifetime in the wilderness	34 %
% of lifetime in the cities	28 %
% of lifetime in the Inn of the Eternal Star	0 %
% of lifetime caballed	85 %

Cabal Specifics

Cabal Statistics

# of logins with their cabal item	56
# of logins without their cabal item	7
# of logouts with their cabal item	55
# of logouts without their cabal item	5
# of times they lost their cabal item	0
# of times they retrieved their cabal item	1
# of times they took another cabal item	1

# of (WANTED) flags placed	4
# of (WANTED) flags removed	0
# of criminals killed	2
% of lifetime on duty	27 %

Edges

Troubador

Timeline

Thu Sep 13 18:46:21 2007 at level 20 (8 hrs):
Bazarov advanced to level 20 <PK: 0-0>

Sat Sep 15 22:41:13 2007 at level 23 (14 hrs):
Inducted into TRIBUNAL by Siloreelo.

Sat Sep 15 22:41:21 2007 at level 23 (14 hrs):
Siloreelo assigned Bazarov to Seantryn Modan.

Tue Sep 18 01:39:43 2007 at level 30 (22 hrs):
Bazarov advanced to level 30 <PK: 0-1>

Wed Sep 26 15:56:19 2007 at level 35 (41 hrs):
Marcatis assigned Bazarov to Voralian City.

Fri Oct 5 12:37:10 2007 at level 40 (53 hrs):
Bazarov advanced to level 40 <PK: 3-2>

Mon Nov 5 18:16:24 2007 at level 45 (92 hrs):
Pissudin assigned Bazarov to Hamsah Mu'Tazz.

Sun Nov 11 21:01:59 2007 at level 47 (99 hrs):
Pissudin assigned Bazarov to Seantryn Modan.

Skill List

Level 1	dagger	88%
Level 1	mace	100%
Level 1	sword	100%
Level 1	staff	79%
Level 1	haggle	76%
Level 1	scrolls	75%
Level 1	talismans	78%
Level 1	recall	100%
Level 1	sing	100%
Level 2	dirt kicking	80%
Level 2	improved compare	80%
Level 3	dodge	100%
Level 3	mimic	1%
Level 4	trip	100%
Level 5	aim	85%
Level 5	tune	83%
Level 6	hand to hand	80%
Level 6	elbow	1%
Level 7	kick	1%
Level 7	knee	1%
Level 8	flourish	90%
Level 9	pick lock	75%
Level 9	evade	78%
Level 10	fast healing	91%
Level 10	wanted	100%
Level 10	lore	100%
Level 11	roundhouse	100%
Level 12	meditation	100%
Level 12	judge	74%
Level 12	panhandle	1%
Level 12	light armor use	81%
Level 13	parry	93%
Level 15	second attack	100%
Level 15	guard call	72%
Level 15	vigilance	80%
Level 16	informant	70%
Level 16	shield block	78%
Level 18	disarm	89%
Level 19	pugil	1%
Level 20	manacles	70%
Level 20	pen	75%
Level 25	enhanced damage	100%
Level 30	sneak	86%
Level 30	a capella	76%
Level 35	deputize	70%
Level 36	precise aim	75%

Song List

Level 2	travelers march	100%
Level 4	charismatic prelude	90%
Level 7	adagio	79%
Level 9	piercing dissonance	83%
Level 10	chant of resilience	91%
Level 11	battaglia	100%
Level 14	canticle of the gods	84%
Level 15	elven adagio	100%
Level 16	lullaby	100%
Level 17	languid carol	81%
Level 18	anthem of resistance	93%
Level 19	riddle of revelation	80%
Level 19	cacophonous clamor	76%
Level 20	reveille	81%
Level 21	pastoral of the mind	84%
Level 22	tranquil serenade	79%
Level 26	requiem	79%
Level 27	elegy of tears	75%
Level 28	bagatelle of bravado	87%
Level 29	laborious lament	83%
Level 32	vibrato	84%
Level 33	nocturne of fright	80%
Level 34	apocalyptic overture	90%
Level 38	fantasia of illusion	76%
Level 40	symphonic echoes	100%
Level 42	dirge of solitude	75%
Level 45	grand nocturne	77%

PK Statistics

PK Statistics

Total PK Wins	7 (0 at level 47)
Total PK Losses	9
Total Mob Deaths	7

PK Wins by Class
VS. transmuter	1
VS. warrior	4
VS. ranger	2

PK Wins by Cabal
VS. FORTRESS	1
VS. OUTLANDER	2
VS. BATTLE	3
VS. SCION	1

PK Wins by Align
VS. Good	1
VS. Neutral	2
VS. Evil	4

PK Deaths by Class
VS. transmuter	2
VS. warrior	3
VS. assassin	1
VS. necromancer	1
VS. shapeshifter	2

PK Deaths by Cabal
VS. None	2
VS. OUTLANDER	4
VS. SCION	3

PK Deaths by Align
VS. Good	1
VS. Neutral	2
VS. Evil	6

PK Gank-O-Meter

PK Gank-O-Meter

Total PK Wins	7
Total PK Assists	8
Average Group Size Per Kill	1.87

Death's Gank-O-Meter says: Brings a friend

Average Group Size Per Death

1.44

Death's Ganked-O-Meter says: Murdered By The Self-Reliant

Immortal Comments

Mon Sep 17 08:45:24 2007 by 'Kastellyn' at level 26 (20 hrs):
Wrote "Maggot Pie: The Nature of Immortality", a very, very nice poem dealing with death and remembrance.

Sat Oct 6 20:02:18 2007 by 'Baerinika' at level 41 (58 hrs):
Pretty acidic role, I'm not sure why we're so much neutral (not evil) and tribunal. eh.

Thu Oct 11 08:35:27 2007 by 'Kastellyn' at level 45 (82 hrs):
Wrote "One Last Time", a depressing (but well-written) poem about death and dreams.

Role

Chapter 1

Maggots on a Leash
Added Sun Sep 16 21:31:03 2007 at level 26:

Most people will never amount to anything.

This is why Bazarov is bitter toward the girls he's dominated, and why he affords
little respect to criminals whom he would dominate easily. Even the majority of those
whom he protects are hardly worth their weight in leather.

While he keeps his distaste for others something of a secret, his sarcasm and seething
disgust occasionally bubble to the surface. In other words, no one is good enough for him.

And so Bazarov sees each patrol as a standing challenge: He hopes that someone, somehow
will prove their worth to him - whether it's a criminal with an admirably strong will, a
citizen with a keen ingenuity in the arts or sciences, or a woman with a beauty and wit
to match his own.

Until then, he'll do his grunt work the best he can. He'll keep those maggots on a leash.

Role

Chapter 2

How the Girls' Tears Twinkle
Added Thu Sep 6 19:07:31 2007 at level 7:

A trail of tears leads away from the house in Seantryn Modan that once
belonged to young Lord Bazarov. And every day, he would trample them.

Starry-eyed young ladies would visit his place, filled with dreams of
marrying this handsome, rich noble. Oh, how they would want to hang off his
arm on the way to the next ball.

These fanciful illusions were usually dispeled in a few quick thrusts.

"Get out."

Invariably, they did. Some more quickly and quietly than others. Others found
themselves the subject of laughably pitiful stories. Bazarov told his tavern
friends about the one who screamed and went on about marriage. About her
virginity. She shattered one of his elven vases and vandalized one of his
paintings.

"'Ey Bazarov, how did Miss Lenderfeld treat ye last night?"

"She spat and wept, and even wet herself as a Magistrate of the Blood
Tribunal dragged her away," Bazarov replied. "A big, leaky mess, is all she
was."


"She spat and wept, and even wet herself as a Magistrate of the Blood
Tribunal dragged her away," Bazarov replied. "A big, leaky mess, is all she
was."

Furthermore, she wasn't brilliant. Far from a challenge. She gave it up
on command. She needed him (she even told him so).

He found this far from romantic.

He has found women who were less fazed by his beauty, and actually pretty
smart. But they were all far from beautiful themselves. And so Bazarov
angrily discarded woman after woman - not out of malice, but out of a growing
hopelessness. None were good enough for him, and it was likely that none
would be. At least here.

He would need to travel. Become royalty. But he would also need to do
something befitting of his status as a noble. He could become a soldier - an
officer - or he could join the Blood Tribunal and see the cities. Battle the
barbarians and savages. There was prestige and reward in that.

As Bazarov wrote a message to the Blood Tribunal Provost, he wondered if
these travels would finally lead him to one to on whom he couldn't ply his
will.

He hopes he finds someone strong and beautiful. Someone worthy of him.
Something to console him, aside from the tears of others.

It's been so lonely.