Daphedee the Last Hraesson, Unshackled Defier of Elysium

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With a mischievous look and floral aroma, Daphedee meanders along.

Description

The willowy figure before you has the tradition look of an elven
lady: ivory skin, pointed ears, thin, delicate build. Once sun-
bleached hair has been overtaken by the silvery white hue only
seen in elves of advanced age, its snowy length falling in tangled
disarray over her shoulders. Along her left collarbone nestles a
tattoo of a cave viper wrapped around a broadsword, its silvery
scales flashing in the light, just visible amongst the patchwork
of clothing she wears. Wrinkles have sprouted along her brow, and
the corners of her mouth, a sure indication of a bright smile
that flashes often. Matching lines creep along the corners of her
verdant eyes, their surprisingly clear depths still managing to
reflect not only the mischievous sparkle of youth, but also the
wisdom and intensity of one who has lived a long, if sometimes
difficult, life. A few smudges of violet paint dot her forehead
and cheeks, suggestive of some struggle with creativity. Oddly,
her gaze is oft darting from place to place like the flight of
the butterfly, never resting long on a specific focal point.
Accenting her attire is a sash of black gauze, secured around
her right elbow with a knot. A variety of floral scents waft
from her clothing with every movement, mixed with the heavier
aroma of singed hair and brimstone.

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Score

Level	51	Sex	female	Race	elf
Ethos	Chaotic	Align	Neutral	Class	transmuter
Practices	1	Trains	0	Hometown	Voralian City
Exp	557300	To Level	26000	Sphere	Revelation/Divination
Age old, 1256 years old (1124 hours)
Hit Points	555	Mana	1093	Movement	1124
Strength	16	Intelligence	25	Wisdom	21
Dexterity	18	Constitution	7	Charisma	17
Carry #	0/33	Carry Weight	0 lb 0 oz
Gold	11	Silver	321	Copper	221
Wimpy	0	Morale	Moderate
Hitroll	0	Damroll	0

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Chapter 16

Daphedee, Creator of the Damned.
Added Wed Sep 23 09:54:25 2015 at level 51:

"Do you want to see?"

Daphedee suppressed a shudder at the words. Gaspare's voice had a hollow
sound to it now, like it echoed down a long tunnel ending only in darkness.
She was sure she'd have to face him at some point, but would it be now?

"Where are you?" It was a silly question, because she knew the answer and
asked it anyway.

"The bar."

By the time Daphedee arrived at the Inn, she was absolutely sure she wasn't
ready, but it was too late. She tucked herself into the safety of the
Lyceum and waited.

His presence was heralded by a small army of undead transmuters, a detail
not lost on Daphedee. An especially important detail for someone trying to
avoid looking at what else was in the room.

He was.. different. The flickering of light in sockets, the taut, dried,
cracking skin.. the air of detachment, even slight madness. Every movement
was stiff and exaggerated. Even the sorrow that still somehow resonated
around him was.. tarnished. But more than anything it was the stillness
that got to her; the kind of quiet seen only in those who have lost parts
of themselves to the madness. This was not the man she had stood here with
only days before. No.. this was something far more intimidating.

This was her fault.

She had cared enough to try and help him, thinking to find him peace at
last. Oh, but she had damned him by her own hand in doing so. There was
no peace, no rest for him now. Only eternity and a shell of what once
was. She had held the fate of the Emperor in her hands, and she had made
that choice. Maybe it would have happened anyway, and his carefully
chosen team would have descended into Yzekon only to find they were
wrong.. but she knew the minute she saw that throne in the tower ruins,
crawling with serpents. She could have chosen to say nothing, do nothing,
but it was too late for could haves now.

And so they stood there exchanging pleasantries for lack of a better term,
the ebb and flow of words pulling the tension between them. Daphedee was
no actress but she performed to the best of her abilities, pretending to
shrug off the close-to-home fears and instead shielding herself with subtle
lies about how it would all be okay.

... Wouldn't it?

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Chapter 5

Sindrir-isms.
Added Sun Jun 28 10:42:18 2015 at level 51:

'You used to be so sure of everything.'

The words kept replaying in her head, a sharp and pointy truth that
she couldn't deny. She HAD been so sure of everything, of her life,
her dreams, aspirations, certainly a wonderous and whimsical future.
But now what? Maybe? Someday?

'You worry too much about thieves.'

THAT was true too. She did worry about thieves, nearly all the time
when she was awake. She had visions of Lyra and Skylant tripping over
themselves in an effort to see who would get to stab her first. It was
a daily occurrence and honestly she was tired of it.

'And Emperors.'

It wasn't so much that she was worried about Emperors, but that she
had concerns over her fate in the hands of one. Sure, he had thrown
himself between her and the aforementioned thieves on more than one
occasion, and warned her of their presence but that was just another
chance for her to become indebted. Debts would be paid. And probably
unpleasantly. A legitimate fear, right? Still, he somehow made her
feel safe. Maybe THAT was the real fear.

'Two Days.'

He said this a lot now, counting down the hours like a dog awaiting
its master to come home. Every time he said it, she wanted to scream.
I KNOW, TWO DAYS, I KNOW. She dreaded its coming almost as much as she
wanted it to be over. An end to the limbo, the unknown. So that she
could continue on however it was to be.

'Then I would say most don't really live.'

She agreed with this most of all, and she was one of them. Squandering
her time away with worry and fear of the unknown, of thieves, of her
potential doom - but everyone is doomed in the end, some just handle
the inbetween better than others. She hadn't lived like she should in
the interim, in this limbo. If she had, there wouldn't have been a
limbo to worry about. She really had to remember this.

'Choices have consequences.'

Whatever the choices were before her, harm would come to someone. It
would be her, or others, or both. She would rather it be her. And
while all choices had consequences, they also held opportunities.
An opportunity to change things? Maybe. To lead a life of far more
intrigue than what she currently had? Possibly. Whatever choices she
made at this point, the consequences would ensure her life would be
far from boring.

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Chapter 6

'You are the key.'
Added Thu Jul 2 10:30:29 2015 at level 51:

It wasn't that Whistner didn't have important things to say or was
lacking intelligence; it's just that she sometimes didn't make a whole
lot of sense. But this statement was something that tugged at the
heart and soul of Daphedee, and it really got her thinking. The
idea that the world was full of people, and all those people filled
with mysteries and secrets that needed unlocking to lead a full and
enriching life - well that was all too much! Too many people kept
parts of themselves locked away, "living" a reserved life, afraid of
opening up to the possibilities. She had already unlocked herself,
so to speak, and knew what carefree joy it had brought her. If she
could bring the same to others, why wouldn't she?

It was these thoughts and feelings, as well as the research she had
done on faith, that led her to seek out Arvam. She'd never met him,
and might never have the chance, but she felt a closeness to those
ideals moreso than any of the others. So even if the efforts were
futile, she would try, because that's what a Daphedee does.

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Chapter 7

Daphedee and the House of Hraesson.
Added Sun Jul 19 11:56:47 2015 at level 51:

She had given him an oath, sworn to him and his house, sealed by her
own blood. It wasn't without risk, but she had made the choice. It
was the news of the wedding that surprised her - at least a little.
Some part of her had always suspected that would be the ultimate
price, maybe even some part had wanted it. But maybe biggest surprise
was how ridiculous an idea it even was. He wanted a symbol of unity,
but with that unity would come a great price - the scrutiny she would
endure would more than ensure she could never befriend him, help him,
do whatever it was he wished. And if she did, her actions would be
meaningless - to him and everyone else.

She did want to do those things too; she was fond of him, she wanted
to help him, to make sure he was safe. In his time at the Inn, she
learned he wanted some semblance of peace in his kingdom, and so did
she. They were like two different sides to the same coin; one of the
sun, shining brightly, the other the brooding, shadowy moon. But at
the end of it all, they were one and the same.

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Chapter 8

Daphedee and the Neverending Night.
Added Sun Jul 19 11:58:34 2015 at level 51:

There was screaming; so much screaming. Her vision was worse than usual,
the walls were surprisingly cold and oppressive. She moved in and out of
cells, past devils and darkness in a way that only an elf of her study
could. It was enough to get her here, again and again, in this horrible
place.

She slipped just beyond reach of so much death and pain emanating from
Satan's constituents, appalled at all the torture and suffering she saw,
that when she turned a hall corner and came face-to-face with what she
sought, she almost didn't recognize him.

His face was more gaunt, eyes burning a brighter red than she remembered.
And the mark on his forehead was cracked, bleeding, splitting open before
her eyes. His face started falling away in large chunks. He reached out
and called to her. 'Daphedee..' She felt a hand on her collarbone, and
an intense burning of flesh encompassed her.

There was screaming; so much screaming.

Daphedee struggled awake to the sound of her own muffled screaming; another
night, but always the same nightmare. She reached for her collarbone; the
skin felt normal. A mirror confirmed it. No viper, no broadsword, not yet.

But there would be - she would find a way to honor his memory in that way.
Maybe then the nightmares would stop.

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Chapter 9

Daphedee and the Winds of Change.
Added Sun Jul 19 11:59:22 2015 at level 51:

Time is sometimes a cruel mistress, sometimes a patient one. More often
than not, she is an unforgiving one. Time had washed away so many lives,
stories, hopes and dreams. She had washed away the intrepid Kregan; had
washed away the larger than life Sindrir. She would wash away Daphedee
too, someday. Today? Tomorrow? A week from now? A century?

Daphedee could feel the world frenzied all around her like a rough gale,
ripping at her clothes, her hair, her soul. Time had changed her; a loss
of innocence, a gain of secrets. She found herself slipping away from the
beliefs of Arvam, and more attuned to those of Yanoreth. It wasn't a will-
ful choice, but an evolution, a product of events and experiences.

Time would wash away all that too, but Daphedee knew words were eternal.
How many people had time pulled under the surface, with nothing as simple
as an obituary? No great chronicled tales, no stories passed down from
generation to generation. Who would remember and learn from what had come
before? If not Daphedee, who?

And so she would. Sindrir's last request to her was to document the civil
war, the struggles that he and Kregan faced. It was as good a place to
start as any; maybe even the best place.

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Chapter 10

Daphedee's Current Goals (in no particular order).
Added Sun Jul 19 12:00:11 2015 at level 51:

1) Encourage the people of Thera they have something to offer the Lyceum.
2) Learn more about the people she meets on a daily basis.
3) Find a tattoo artist willing to ink her with the sigil of House Hraesson.
4) Come face-to-face with Satan, and deny him.
5) Encourage the Heralds constantly, daily.
6) Keep herself involved in political affairs, from afar.

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Chapter 11

Daphedee, Mistress of the Game.
Added Wed Jul 29 12:39:58 2015 at level 51:

The game is afoot. She knew this before she ever got involved with the
Imperials, but now she actively participates in it. She has contacts in
nearly every cabal with the exception of the Outlanders and Scarabs, and
even those she is attempting to infiltrate. She does her best to keep
track of what wars are waged, who is spearheading them, when they are
taking place. It's the kind of knowledge she only had a passing interest
in before she met Sindrir, but now there are times when it consumes her.

Yet it isn't for any malicious use; she just genuinely wants to know
what is happening, and how she can affect those happenings. It might
be that in some ways, the knowledge gives Daphedee a sense of relevance
in the world, and the concealing of it a small measure of power. She
keeps most of it to herself, knowing many people will gossip and trade
the information, potentially exposing her network.

Daphedee is careful about those she chooses to keep close but still enjoys
the company of a wide variety of people. Surprisingly, she people she finds
herself struggling with most in terms of willingness to communicate is the
Fortress. The Maran only seem interested in the hunt, and sometimes the
Acolytes too. On the flip side of the coin, Sindrir's legacy has left

Daphedee with a soft spot for Imperial politics in particular.

It's for this reason that much of her focus is on the Empire. She tries
to keep constant tabs with Sulneng and Caecilius, and Gaspare to a lesser
extent. She views these three as the most open to change and acceptance,
and given the opportunity, capable of great things for all humanity. In
addition, she has been approached by Crizus, an up-and-coming Fire giant
shaman with aspirations of the throne (as they all have), who wishes
assistance in improving his speech. Seeing nothing but a great opportunity
to gain another foothold in the grand scheme of things, she has agreed and
commenced grammar and vocabulary lessons.

And so the game continues.

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Chapter 12

Daphedee and the 100 Years' War.
Added Sat Aug 1 20:59:23 2015 at level 51:

Daphedee stared at the many and varied tombstones and larger sarcophagi as
she slipped through the graveyard, her poor eyes struggling to read names
and dates. Everyday for the past century, it was the same. She bought a
single marigold from Alanna in Tir-Talath, chipped away at a pieces of
crystal, and made her way to the Imperial Graveyard. Some days Daphedee
recognized the pure silliness of the gesture; he was enduring the eternal
suffering of the Inferno, and there was nothing but countless skeletons in
all those tombs. But most of the time, it was a comfort for her. She
missed him, nearly all the time. She barely remembered the days when she
was afraid of him, only that at some point that fear turned into a measure
of safety even greater than two dimensions. But time has a strange way of
manipulating our thoughts, hopes, dreams. These years had both mellowed her
memories and amplified her feelings of regret. It was a struggle she kept
to herself for the most part, but often in the quiet of night, the past
reared its ugly head. She was no longer bound by oath but she was still
compelled by it; feeling as though she was the last of a legacy, the last
of a House only she would remember, given enough time. And so she found
herself every morning, leaving a single marigold and a crystal carved into
the Hraesson sigil, amongst the graves in the Imperial Lands.

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Chapter 13

Daphedee and the Watcher of Time.
Added Sun Aug 2 22:27:25 2015 at level 51:

Jayashree looked up from the fire at the first sound of soft snoring. The
elf had come here often to meditate and pour through voluminous pages, most
of which were strewn across the floor of the cozy library. The snoring was
a first though. The fela tugged a blanket free and draped it over the soft
chair where Daphedee was curled, asleep. The sleep never lasted long. It
was always interrupted by dreams - maybe nightmares - Jayasharee couldn't
really be sure. The elf never talked about it, she'd just wake up looking
like hell frozen over and muster up a smile. Jayasharee kind of liked that
about her, really.

Knowing the fela only had a small amount of time before the light sleeper
stirred, she started flipping through the parchment, each with the elegant
script of a born-and-bred Darsylonian. Several mentioned artifacts of ages
past, the Torch of Shadows, the Horn of Fate. She noted the latter was
circled multiple times, and the former crossed out. A section entitled,
"Third Age" with bulleted points of: mortal must sound, chosen by Horn?,
Launfal - holy paladin, is this what we're racing for?.

Another page under the heading "Vampires" had several bulleted points,

starting with "Ortus". A separate list under his name included: minion of
Davarrah, affinity for transmuters, has "colleagues", and dislikes religious
zealots. Almost as a side note on this particular page, the note "if in
trouble, tell Selionar".

Jayashree shuffled through several more pages, many referencing the tailed
star, or comet, or the Sphinx. A few drawings of well-known constellations,
like the crab, and a passage about "three constellations were audience in
previous revolution through sky". A few more notes about a constellation
called the spider. Almost every sentence or note on these pages ended with
a question mark.

The fela carefully put everything back just so, sat back on her haunches
and thought. Maybe a stranger wouldn't understand such a mess, but she'd
been around a long, long time, and as an agent of the Silver Mother, this
sort of thing was her business. It had happened before. Maybe the star
formations had changed, ages come and gone, but history often repeated
itself no matter how well documented.

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Chapter 14

Daphedee and the Prince of Darkness.
Added Mon Sep 14 23:02:39 2015 at level 51:

The day had finally come; Daphedee had worked hard to enlist an army to join
her on the expedition although only a handful knew her reasoning. And so it
was with the faithful Heralds at her side and a few of the Spire, Daphedee
descended into the depths, circle by circle. Some of the horrors she had
already seen on her solitary trip, but she had prepared herself for worse.

Slowly and steadily, their own numbers dwindled. Family became unlucky
sacrifices of the Inferno, to devils, demons, all the terrible fiends that
dwelled there. By the time the reached Caina, what was once eight fresh
and excited explorers had been reduced to four, battered and exhausted.
But it was Caina that Daphedee had come all this way for; the eternal
home of betrayers of their own blood. It was here, if anywhere, she would
find Sindrir.

It was cold. The coldest, cruelest place she had ever encountered. Worse
than glaciers, White Dragon Lairs, Frigid Wastelands combined. It was..
Hell. And it was here that she saw the true horror: a sea of faces, frozen
in time, in death, their bodies submerged in the ice. The faces were all
different, but all the same - filled with agony and eyes closed, frozen
shut with tears once shed.

Every pace closer to Satan, she studied the faces, hoping some spark of
recognition would appear. But between the sheer numbers and her inability
to see well enough through the swirling snow and ice, it was a lost cause.
She had expected to see his fierce, defiant eyes following her every step,
but all she saw here was defeat and shame. Was he one of them, cowed at
long last? It was that thought that stopped her from continuing the
search. If this was his eternal life now, she didn't want to see it play
out this way. She was sure he knew she came for him, that she wandered
this graveyard of lies and betrayal because of him, and maybe that itself
was enough.

Daphedee was so exhausted by the time they actually found themselves
standing before Satan, she could barely process the beast in front of
her. He offered rewards in exchange for souls, an offer Sindrir had
taken, and what had it gotten him? Nothing, in the end.

Her answer was simple: No. And just like that it was over. She climbed
her way up from the depths and into.. Galadon.

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Chapter 15

Daphedee, Confidant of Kings.
Added Wed Sep 16 23:03:34 2015 at level 51:

The stale stench of decay slowly drifted away as Gaspare led his undead
army out of the Lyceum. Daphedee watched silent and still, until the more
comforting smell of old book bindings and worn pages returned. Silent and
still in body, but in her mind the wheels turned rapidly. Fate tugged at
the tattered edges of her thoughts, gently nudging her back hundreds of
years to the simple action of drawing a single card from a deck with an
intense sense of providence.

It was happening again. She could feel it.

This time things were different. She was certainly different from the
youthful, naive elf of years past. She was more astute, savvy in her
movements and the way she played this delicate Game. She had left behind
the fear of a child, and taken on the fears of someone who has seen too
much and lost even more.

And he was a different kind of Emperor, one that almost fell into the
throne on accident rather than calculated risk or sheer determination.
There was no hardness, no sense of entitlement, no expectation of great-
ness to be fulfilled. The inherent pressures of the position hadn't worn
on him yet, but in time she knew they would. It was up to her to keep him
patient and tolerant, kind, and if she could, sane. She would help him
along his path, whatever it may be. It was, after all, in the cards.

But hiding further in her mind was another reason: she didn't want to be
alone in that place, with no one else to understand, left with her own
thoughts. She couldn't imagine leaving someone else alone with that kind
of sorrow and pain either. It was there that a true kinship was found, in
the sadness they shared in this place of life and death, of fates sealed
and hands dealt. Misery loves company, after all.

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Chapter 4

Curiosity: the Non-Silent Killer
Added Mon Jun 22 12:39:16 2015 at level 47:

Daphedee loved talking to people and asking questions. Loads of them.
It never occurred to Daphedee that this might bring some sort of
trouble down upon her. People were people, some of them she liked
more than others, and some were more interesting. She never felt
like talking would be dangerous. But then it was.

She was invited to attend Sindrir's supposedly imminent ascencion
to the throne. It wasn't her cup of tea, but she was prepared to make
a hearty Imperial stout for the event. She was to be an ambassador
for Herald, and she would do her best!

Oh, but she was a fool. Like many, his intentions were based on
greed and power. He told a story of a waif in Hell, who had been
given the choice to live alongside a great prince, or to stay with
her peasant true love. And this woman chose love. And her family,
her home, everything she knew paid the price. She in turn wasted
away from the guilt. It was a very pointed story, Daphedee knew,
directed at her. Would her homeland's fate rest upon her shoulders?
She had no peasant love, but that wouldn't make a decision any
easier in her eyes.

Daphedee felt her eternal shield of optimism shaken to the core.

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Chapter 17

Daphedee, the Soul Revivalist.
Added Tue Oct 6 09:18:24 2015 at level 51:

Daphedee sat in the quiet confines of Yanoreth's library, tucked into an
overstuffed armchair. The glow of the fireplace washed over shelves filled
with books, artifacts, and dozing Jayashree who had curled herself up for
a nap in another chair. The dreams had stopped now, but Daphedee still
appreciated the company and the smell of old books. Almost subconsciously,
she touched the mark that graced her collarbone and smiled. The past was
never far behind, but what she concerned herself with now was the future.

The way Daphedee saw it, she had two very distinct yet somehow very similar
problems to deal with: Gaspare's soul and Khazhrim's soul. She felt at
least in part if not wholly responsible for both of them and if it was
within her power to rectify things, she would find a way. Daphedee knew
though that like the Silver Mother, finding what you sought isn't always
how you imagined it.

Staring at the flickering flames, Daphedee decided to start with Gaspare.
In a lot of ways, he was the easier of the two: a soul as depressed and
obsessive as Gaspare's could only fall so much farther out of touch from
reality. She had stood before the man and promised she would always be
an ear in which he could confide. Now, a monster to so many, even she
had seen first hand what her own unintentional alienation of him had done:
more chilling, bitter, mad. Now, Daphedee strove to find the light left
in that husk and to remind him that life was just as precious now as it
ever was. If she could preserve and foster that part of him, there would
always be something worth saving.

As Daphedee's thoughts shifted towards Khazhrim, her forehead furrowed
deeper. Khazhrim's soul was a different kind of problem, and one she was
far more worried about. Where Gaspare's transformation had been carefully
planned and executed, Khazhrim's was the sudden breaking of a man's soul
under the weight of some unseen scale. The Inferno had taken a toll on
all of them, surely, but none so much as Khazhrim. He was one of the
stoutest of spirits she'd known, bestowing charity upon those less
fortunate, offering aid to many, even fighting in the crusade when
necessary. But now, he too was an empty husk tumbling in the wind,
aimless and lost without a single star in the sky to guide him. Daphedee
was afraid she would lose him like so many others that slipped away
in the night, without even a word to suggest she was supposed to say
goodbye.

(continued)

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Chapter 18

Daphedee, the Soul Revivalist. (continued)
Added Tue Oct 6 09:19:25 2015 at level 51:

Suddenly, something stirred. Daphedee wasn't sure what came first:
the onset of warmth stemming from the silvery ink of the viper, or
the compulsion to go outside, but she didn't question either. She
simply sprung to her feet and walked through the waterfall. With the
roaring of water behind her, Daphedee stared at the glow of the moonlit
pool and the river beyond, its winding course laid out like a silvery
path through the night.

Of course! Daphedee thought to herself. I will be the path for them
to follow. I will reflect my own light and soften the darkness, ease
the pain and hopelessness, and bring them back from the edge again and
again. I might wax and wane, I might not be seen at all, but I will
always be there. Because that's what a Daphedee does.

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Chapter 19

Daphedee, the Great Pretender.
Added Tue Dec 8 20:21:42 2015 at level 51:

The wedding had, for all intents and purposes, gone off without a hitch.
The audience was for the majority, well behaved with the exception of a
young upstart elven monk named Altrana who decided to voice her displeasure
at both the newly married couple and the officiant, Daphedee. It was clear
that Daphedee's pointed telling of Gaspare's story fell on some deaf ears
out there, but she hoped at least some could see the terrible irony of it.

But now her part was over; she stood towards the back of the stage, waiting
with carefully held breath as Gaspare chanted and Raltevio cracked the very
surface of the hourglass shaped phylactery. Slowly, a hazy white energy
spilled forth and wove its way around Gaspare, completing the union. And
like that, it was over. She proposed toasts, served drinks, endured Altrana's
continued protests during the reception. All-in-all, a pretty routine party,
up until the point Gaspare tried to move. That's when the real concern began.

He stumbled, and Daphedee barely contained her knee-jerk reaction to grab
his elbow to steady him. He tilted his head, and one of his eyes changed
color briefly. And then.. he was normal. It was enough to concern Daphedee
though. She had already bit her tongue regarding what she thought might
happen once this union took place. That it would largely be disappointing,
and not what Gaspare had hoped for. Maybe more worrisome for Daphedee, that
it might alter the close relationship in place. But this was it: the ultimate
goal. This is what she had helped him for, to find some semblance of love
and happiness in a world often bereft of it.

And so, when the crowd was abuzzing, Daphedee did what a Daphedee always
does, she smiled like nothing was wrong, and whisked herself away to the
abandoned mines to find oblivion in the form of mind-altering mold.

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Chapter 20

Daphedee and the Devil's Curse.
Added Tue Dec 8 20:22:31 2015 at level 51:

Daphedee sat in the cozy library, Jayashree tending the fire while the
elf studied a piece of parchment in her hand. A list of names. Names of
people who had come and gone, but more significantly, names of those who
had followed her into the depths of the Inferno itself. A list that was
growing ever shorter, day-by-day. She had lost so many of them: Bildot,
Olorqualn, but most importantly, Khazhrim.

It had been months ago, when the traveling auctioneer stopped by the Inn,
looking to do business and offload some of his wares. There hadn't been
anything of interest for Daphedee, but Miakoda had her heart set on a tiny
dwarven doll that spoke Thror-isms. Mia outbid the best of them and hugged
the doll to her chest in triumph. It was that same evening that Khazhrim
stepped forth from his chambers, putting on his best bearded face, trying
to hide the cracks of sadness beneath. Daphedee and Mia both hugged him,
but what truly made his face light up was that tiny doll and its silly
sayings. Mia, like any good friend, gifted the doll to Khaz, in hopes of
boosting his spirits to keep trudging along. She had hoped as much for his
sake as for her own that he would be resilient and keep trying, that he
would bounce back the way he always did when falling upon hard times.

But that would be the last time any of them saw Khaz.

And Daphedee mourned. For her friend, for her own innocence. For every-
thing she had given up in that hellish place, and those she had cursed
with her own desires. One cannot go into the depths of Hell without
losing some part of themselves. This was a lesson Daphedee had learned
the hard way, and one that would continue to play itself out in ways she
never imagined.

Role

Chapter 21

Melianna, Imprisoned Ghost of the Infernal Mind.
Added Tue Dec 8 20:29:46 2015 at level 51:

In the beginning, there was only darkness. Daphedee felt the cold damp
stone of the walls brush against her fingertips as she stumbled through
the corridor, waiting for her eyes to adjust. A faint smell of sulfur
hung in the air, stronger than the normal hint that clung to her hair.
She knew where she was, exactly. She'd had this dream before.

And so when she found Sindrir, she wasn't surprised at all this time.
She felt his presence ahead long before she saw him. She reached out,
calling his name. When he came into view this time, she knew what to
expect: his face was more gaunt, eyes burning a brighter crimson. She
grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him, whispering, 'Sindrir, how
could I do this?' He stared back at her, but said nothing.

As she let go, his flesh fell away in her own hands. She gasped, and looked
to him again, but everything was changing now. He was taller, thinner, the
mark on his forehead was cracked, bleeding, splitting open before her eyes.
His face started falling away in large chunks. But now it wasn't Sindrir's
face at all. The cheekbones changed, the eyes turned from red to flickering
flames in otherwise empty sockets. A forced smile of gold-capped teeth
struck sorrow in her heart and fear in her soul. He did not reach out to her,
but only leaned in closer, ominous and imposing. She felt icy air emanate
from his shell, for that's all he was now. There was no anger, no animosity,
no sorrow or pain, certainly no regard for her. There was only emptiness.

She could do nothing. She couldn't outrun him, she couldn't fight him. So
Daphedee simply turned her back and walked through corridor after corridor,
her icy escort following closely behind. She didn't know where she was
going, but he did. Rows upon rows of cells, the whimpering of the still-
aware echoed against the empty walls.

The creaking of an unoiled hinge just ahead told her they had reached her
destination. She walked into the cell without a word, knowing the choice
was no longer hers to make. As barred iron door swung closed, she turned
once more to look into the eyes of her captor, one final attempt to see
any part of the man she once knew and loved. His gaze was impassive, one
that passed through her, eliciting a shudder. But he didn't move. He only
watched, and waited.

Daphedee stood there for what felt like days, but must have only been a
few minutes before she heard the sobbing from one of the darkened corners
of the cell.

'D-daph..edee...'

Daphedee turned, making her way to the raspy and broken voice, and knelt
down. It was a waif of an elf, her body a mess of stitching like a mad
man's ragdoll. There was a time when Daphedee might have thought this the
very waif that Sindrir's cautionary tale was about, the elf who chose true
love over a life of luxury with the prince. But no, this was a different
story, and one she knew all too well.

Role

Chapter 22

Melianna, Imprisoned Ghost of the Infernal Mind. (continued)
Added Tue Dec 8 20:32:17 2015 at level 51:

'Oh, Melianna,' Daphedee whispered. 'I am so, so sorry.' And she gathered
the sobbing elf into her arms, rocking her as a mother would her own child
after a nightmare. But this was no nightmare for Melianna. This was reality.

And as she held the hysterical woman, Daphedee found herself weeping, the
slow, silent tears staining her cheeks. Gaspare simply stood, a shadow in
the doorway, eye sockets flickering with a cold, disconnected light.

When Daphedee awoke, all was quiet. There was no screaming, no cold sweats,
no heart pounding in her throat. Only emptiness. Only the knowledge that
this nightmare was as close to reality as it could get. Gaspare had taken
Melianna through the Inferno, and whether it was her, or Daphedee, Raltevio,
or the Troupe - he had betrayed them all. And he didn't care.

Role

Chapter 23

Daphedee the Steadfast, Shepherd of the Stillness.
Added Wed Feb 3 19:41:14 2016 at level 51:

It was a scene they had played out so many times in the Lyceum, mortal to
mortal, mortal to undead. It was the madness again, something Daphedee had
never thought she'd live to see once more. Not after Satan, and the Inferno,
and the hollow shell he had become. It was as if he had forgotten everything
since before the elixir - even the fact that he had already succeeded.

"I should go, shouldn't I." She could have sworn it was only the voice inside
her head, but it somehow came out. And yet she stood there, motionless, even
knowing nothing good would come of this.

"I like having you here. It makes me feel..." He struggled, grasping for
what he must've known wasn't there.

"Feel..."

"Feel..."

He froze suddenly, in the stillness of the mad. Daphedee waited, because now
it was too late to leave. Now is when he needed her most.

"There isn't anything to feel anymore," she said softly. "I understand."

But he didn't. He struggled, at first pounding his chest with a clenched,
skeletal fist, then scrabbling at his skull with his claws.

She wanted to reach out to him, but wasn't sure how. "Please don't hurt
yourself," was all she could manage to say.

Suddenly he grabbed her chin roughly with a cold, bony hand, his withered
face and flickering eyes only inches from her own. And it was her turn to be
taken by stillness. She knew the moment couldn't possibly last forever, yet
all around her it felt as though time had stopped and the blood cooled in her
veins, her heart's own rhythmic pumping felt sluggish, moving slower.. and
slower.. and slower. Even as he unveiled the secret horrors of the undead to
her, as her eyes were caught up in his stare - she could not move even as
everyone else around her fled screaming. She stayed. She had to. She had
seen too much to run from him now.

"Feel..."

"Feel feel feel feel feel feel feel..." He said it like a mantra, or a
running joke. Or something he could no longer fathom.

He cackled wildly into the night and vanished without a trace, leaving a
quiet Daphedee alone..but not with her own thoughts.

"Give me the medallion, Daphedee." It was not a request this time. It was a
demand, the same way he demanded the artifacts for the Horn of Fate that she
did not have.

"Gaspare, please. I don't have it. I gave it to you years ago." She didn't
know how she could convince him to understand. It was far too late to change
things now.

"What will become of us?" It was a hollow sound, fading away.

"Wh-" Daphedee started to ask, but there was no one there. She was alone.

Role

Chapter 24

Daphedee the Last Hraesson, Unshackled Defier of Elysium.
Added Wed Feb 3 19:50:36 2016 at level 51:

Daphedee sat in stillness in the cozy, quiet library with only Jayashree to
keep her company. Her blurry vision wandered: the fire, the bookshelves, her
aging, thin-skinned hands. Conversations faded in and out, just as meandering,
sometimes with Renize, or Tanzer, or Golthazar. Sometimes Gaspare.

Time was marching ever onward for Daphedee, its pace steady and true, but
the destination yet unknown. Yet the destination concerned her, more than
she cared to admit. Calcabrizzo was certain his fate would shackle him to
the Inferno, and he was equally sure Daphedee would find her way into Elysium,
just another spirit in a happy and joyful afterlife. Laswell, the newest of
the Heralds, sought to catch glimpses to the other side, where the angels and
archons wait to be called back to duty. The very idea was terrifying to
Daphedee. But why?

Don't.

That voice in her head knew why. The voice always accompanied by goosebumps
and the hair on the back of her neck standing on end. The voice that always
said the things she knew to be true, but was too afraid to confess. The things
she didn't want to hear. The sorts of things a true Hraesson would say.

Don't let them.

Daphedee knew she wasn't crazy. It was her own voice, of course. But it was
part of her that had become stronger, more willful and in some ways, more
manipulative - the part she had learned from Sindrir all those years ago.

Don't. Let. Them. Take. Me.

But what were the alternatives? She had seen the Inferno and knew what
awaited there. Is that what she wanted? Deserved, even?

You're too old to lie to yourself.

She knew it was true. It was all true. She had made a promise, and what was
more terrifying to her than any shades or angels or frozen horror of Cocytus,
was the idea that she would die, and break that promise. The promise that she
would never give up, that she would always remind him of the good things, that
she would never leave him alone. There was only one thing left for her, in the
end.

She might fail; in fact, that was the most likely outcome. She knew that too.
But she would try until she couldn't. Sindrir taught her that. Defy the odds.
Don't give up. Don't give in.

She would follow Melianna. She would be stronger, more stubborn and fierce.
She would know exactly what she was getting into. She would walk into the
madness to try and bring Gaspare back, one last time.

Because that's what a Daphedee does.

Role

Chapter 25

Daphedee and the Heart's Content.
Added Mon Mar 7 11:30:02 2016 at level 51:

'Choices have consequences.'

The words floated back to her from centuries past. As true now as they were
then.

She had known it would be a risk all along. Raltevio had laid it out before
her in no uncertain terms. And so when she awoke to tap into the magic as she
always did and she couldn't reach it, she wasn't surprised. She didn't really
feel that different; she was as half-blind as usual, with a heart still
beating and flesh aging all around. If anything, she felt relieved. But this,
she supposed, was something people would notice. She wasn't as polished and
shiny as the Fortress would like. Then again, was she ever?

And yet even with the consequences laid out before her, she felt.. liberated.
There was no hiding from the truth, that maybe she just didn't share all the
same views that others of her kind did. She could walk alongside whomever she
wanted, if they wanted. Her soul stretched as far as her mind now, and her
capacity to live and love weren't tarnished but bolstered. She may have lost
the ability to use trained magic, but she still had the kind of magic that
her Daphedee, something she'd always had long before leaving Darsylon and
joining a guild. And she was still a Herald. For Daphedee, all of this was
enough.

Role

Chapter 26

Daphedee and the Final Revelation.
Added Wed Mar 16 16:26:55 2016 at level 51:

She didn't remember how she got there until her head pounded in protest. She
blinked bleary eyes and stared up at the ceiling of the Eternal Star. All she
could remember was that he was gone.

She was on the floor behind the bar, head cushioned by the pillow Raltevio had
given her and that terrible, ghastly hourglass cradled in her arms. Strewn all
around were empty bottles and pill boxes, all her loyal servants of numbness now
betraying her in one god-awful hangover. With one hand on the bar, she pulled
herself up, gently set the hourglass on the countertop and set down three shot
glasses. Her pouring had become increasingly unsteady over the years, but today
was especially bad and almost as much whiskey quenched the tables as the glasses
themselves. She didn't care. One day closer.

The first she poured for Dundlin. It wasn't his usual fare, but he wouldn't be
the one drinking it. The second she poured for Gaspare. The third, she poured
for herself. She downed them swiftly and repeated the process until she had an
empty bottle. She turned around to grab another and caught her reflection in
the bottle, eyes red-rimmed with some combination of sorrow and drunkenness.
She remembered his eyes, the same way, that day he walked into her life. The
pain he tried to dull down with booze. The pain that had brought them together
and fostered such an unlikely connection. And now, pain was all she had left
of him.

Words from the past, spoken at this very place floated to the front of her mind:

'Those who remain attached to me are bound to suffer,' Gaspare had said.

But she too had said something in response, 'Anyone who has ever loved was
bound to suffer.'

Slowly, she turned back around and cleared empty glasses and bottles away. There
would be no more drinking, no more pills. No more spores or mold or mushrooms.
There would be only tears, memory and the pain of it, the last thing left she
could truly embrace.

Role

Chapter 3

Daphedee's Short-term Goals
Added Thu Jun 18 21:59:10 2015 at level 40:

Daphedee's Short-term Goals:

1) Achieve the highest level in her guild.
2) Learn more about the people she meets on a daily basis.
3) Research religious beliefs.
4) Be positive and happy, always!

Role

Chapter 2

Update
Added Thu Jun 18 21:57:54 2015 at level 40:

Things have been pretty easy for Daphedee so far, even with her eye troubles.
She has made more friends than enemies, and found a home at the Inn of the
Eternal Star. She likes most of the other Heralds she's met, but some are
a little too sinister or untrustworthy for her liking. Still Daphedee is an
eternal optimist, and hopes that everyone will come around to her way of
thinking eventually.

Daphedee's duties as a Herald mostly focus on keeping people stocked with
libations. She is still getting to know a lot of things about being a
Herald and a bartender, but she loves seeing the expressions people make
when they sit down after a hard day and take a long hard swig. It has
also allowed Daphedee to meet all different kinds of people - both good
and bad.

During the quieter times when the crowds have gone to bed, Daphedee
finds herself taking long walks in two dimensions - both out of safety
from people that want to harm her, but also because she finds she is
able to focus better. Her eyesight still hinders her, but she's able
to look around more closely without most things troubling her too much.

During the course of her travelings, Daphedee has met paladins of all
faiths, and always asks what those faiths are. Faith is so interesting!
Only once has one of them asked Daphedee of her faith, and she didn't
have an answer. This is something Daphedee would like to research
further.

Role

Chapter 1

Daphedee at a glance.
Added Sun May 24 20:41:06 2015 at level 1:

Daphedee was born in Darsylon to first-time elven parents. As a baby she
contracted a virus that left her blind. After many years of searching, her
parents found a healer to partially cure her blindness, though she still
lacks full normal vision. During her time of darkness, Daphedee's parents
spent time teaching her to rely/explore with her other senses, granting her a
heightened appreciation, particularly for taste and smell. Daphedee pursued
the guild of transmutation, knowing this was a sure way to open people to
those experiences. Daphadee now sets forth, handicapped in body but fully
capable in mind and magic, and hopes to help others appreciate all the good
gods have given them.

Immortal Comments

Thu Sep 17 09:56:55 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (442 hrs):
An Immortal added 800 exp for: Lots of entries to cover. She commemorates Sindrir by visiting his grave. Has entered the Inferno and denied Satan. She's gaining confidence in her old age, and surety as she achieves her goals.

Thu Sep 24 01:32:45 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (457 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: She feels she damned Gaspare by giving him the information he needed to complete the Becoming. He's a shell of his former self. She's struggling with that revelation.

Sat Sep 26 11:57:16 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (466 hrs):
An Immortal added 100 exp for: For an impromptu RP session with Gaspare in the Lyceum.

Sun Sep 27 12:14:24 2015 by 'Umiron' at level 51 (475 hrs):
Docked some align for the degree to which she's so friends w/ evils, including warning Caecilius that a good conjurer is snooping him.

Tue Oct 6 09:36:26 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (496 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: She's concerned about Gaspare, and also Khazhrim. She's trying to save them both from an unhappy fate.

Thu Oct 15 22:05:11 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (523 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: Feel bad for blackjacking you to get the dream sequence started, but I don't think you were ever going to sleep.

Sat Oct 17 13:07:51 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (528 hrs):
An Immortal added 300 exp for: Chatting with Ortus regarding the sounding of the Horn of Fate and the implications for the new age.

Sun Oct 18 01:03:24 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (532 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: To Igvar: "What about the Foodoath?" (With respect to induction. Made me chuckle.)

Sat Oct 31 11:31:49 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (573 hrs):
An Immortal added 200 exp for: For telling Gaspare's Tale at the Inn very well, and putting her own character-relevant spin on it at the end.

Thu Nov 5 20:39:36 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (593 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: For keeping the Bar stocked and drawing a crowd. As always.

Thu Nov 19 20:51:36 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (646 hrs):
An Immortal added 100 exp for: For some Emnon interaction.

Fri Dec 18 21:57:51 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (751 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: She was at Gaspare's wedding, had a nightmare about what Gaspare had become, wants to rescue Melianna and misses Khazhrim

Tue Dec 22 20:44:11 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (756 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: For taking Renize and Laeden's vows and generally hosting a nice wedding.

Thu Dec 31 21:45:46 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (778 hrs):
An Immortal added 800 exp for: Defeated the gorgon defender of the Horn.

Immortal Comments

Fri Jul 10 18:26:16 2015 by 'Raltevio' at level 51 (165 hrs):
I love that they explore as much as they do, but man do they die a lot. Definitely putting the "Carrion" in Carrion Fields.

Mon Jul 13 12:55:29 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (185 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: Apparently she's made an oath with Sindrir and is trying to come to grips with the consequences.

Mon Jul 13 14:00:03 2015 by 'Verathi' at level 51 (185 hrs):
Praying for Arvam, very politely told them they are dormant and to expect zero response but they won't give up.

Tue Jul 14 18:03:12 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (191 hrs):
An Immortal added 200 exp for: Random snoopage (on Kregan) shows them RPing over a painting Kregan is doing for her.

Wed Jul 15 13:23:31 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (198 hrs):
An Immortal added 1000 exp for: Blind at birth and partially healed over time, appreciative for how her disability enhanced her taste and smell. Wants to help others appreciate what the gods have given them.

Wed Jul 15 15:53:33 2015 by 'Raltevio' at level 51 (199 hrs):
Oops! Some bugged out Role Xp due to a bug with role removal. You're over the edge point cap on role Xp and ST cap at this stage though, therefore no mechanical benefits! PS: Thanks for letting us know.

Tue Jul 21 11:40:53 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (236 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: New goals set, and a waxing nostalgic. Time has also taken its toll on people around her.

Wed Jul 29 18:44:54 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (296 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: Has a network of contacts kn the majority of the cabals and it allows her a sense of influence and relevance. Soft spot for Imperial politics.

Thu Jul 30 17:27:31 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (303 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: For countersigning Arden's letter and being a good sport.

Sun Aug 23 16:43:52 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (370 hrs):
An Immortal added 300 exp for: Killing grues north of Arkham.

Tue Aug 25 09:39:11 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (375 hrs):
An Immortal added 100 exp for: For participating in plague the inn and save it.

Mon Aug 31 20:50:39 2015 by 'Avderlain' at level 51 (396 hrs):
This is an all around great character. Said greatness should get a long desc, and with it some extra imm xp for being so awesome.

Mon Aug 31 20:50:56 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (396 hrs):
An Immortal added 1000 exp for: For previous commentary.

Sat Sep 5 13:30:33 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (405 hrs):
An Immortal added 100 exp for: For some Herald appropriate RP with Kowelu towards the end of his life.

Immortal Comments

Thu Sep 17 09:56:55 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (442 hrs):
An Immortal added 800 exp for: Lots of entries to cover. She commemorates Sindrir by visiting his grave. Has entered the Inferno and denied Satan. She's gaining confidence in her old age, and surety as she achieves her goals.

Thu Sep 24 01:32:45 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (457 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: She feels she damned Gaspare by giving him the information he needed to complete the Becoming. He's a shell of his former self. She's struggling with that revelation.

Sat Sep 26 11:57:16 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (466 hrs):
An Immortal added 100 exp for: For an impromptu RP session with Gaspare in the Lyceum.

Sun Sep 27 12:14:24 2015 by 'Umiron' at level 51 (475 hrs):
Docked some align for the degree to which she's so friends w/ evils, including warning Caecilius that a good conjurer is snooping him.

Tue Oct 6 09:36:26 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (496 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: She's concerned about Gaspare, and also Khazhrim. She's trying to save them both from an unhappy fate.

Thu Oct 15 22:05:11 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (523 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: Feel bad for blackjacking you to get the dream sequence started, but I don't think you were ever going to sleep.

Sat Oct 17 13:07:51 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (528 hrs):
An Immortal added 300 exp for: Chatting with Ortus regarding the sounding of the Horn of Fate and the implications for the new age.

Sun Oct 18 01:03:24 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (532 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: To Igvar: "What about the Foodoath?" (With respect to induction. Made me chuckle.)

Sat Oct 31 11:31:49 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (573 hrs):
An Immortal added 200 exp for: For telling Gaspare's Tale at the Inn very well, and putting her own character-relevant spin on it at the end.

Thu Nov 5 20:39:36 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (593 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: For keeping the Bar stocked and drawing a crowd. As always.

Thu Nov 19 20:51:36 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (646 hrs):
An Immortal added 100 exp for: For some Emnon interaction.

Fri Dec 18 21:57:51 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (751 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: She was at Gaspare's wedding, had a nightmare about what Gaspare had become, wants to rescue Melianna and misses Khazhrim

Tue Dec 22 20:44:11 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (756 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: For taking Renize and Laeden's vows and generally hosting a nice wedding.

Thu Dec 31 21:45:46 2015 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (778 hrs):
An Immortal added 800 exp for: Defeated the gorgon defender of the Horn.

Statistics

Experience Breakdown

Experience from Cabal raiding	0
Experience from Skill improvements	7766
Experience from Exploration	31555
Experience from Quests	50774
Experience from Commerce	2220
Experience from Immortals	5700
Experience from Observation	57200

Adventuring Statistics

Character Created	Sun May 24 20:38:28 2015
Quests Completed	53
Exploration Points Found	101
(WANTED) Criminal	1 times
Murder	1 times
Theft	0 times
Looting	0 times
Offensive of Harmful Powers	0 times
Aiding a Known Criminal	0 times
Assaulting the Spire	0 times
Attacking Guildguards	0 times
Other	0 times
Thickening the Veil	0 items for 0
Thinning the Veil	84 items for 17112
Hours spent at Hero	1068 hours
% of lifetime in the wilderness	21 %
% of lifetime in the cities	8 %
% of lifetime in the Inn of the Eternal Star	41 %
% of lifetime caballed	98 %

Best Set of Equipment

Best set of gear:

<worn on finger> (Glowing) a ring of solid light
<worn on finger> a ring of stamina
<worn around neck> (Glowing) the pendant of warm southern winds
<worn around neck> a wooden hummingbird pendant
<worn on body> a lovely dress of pristine white satin
<worn on head> (Glowing) (Humming) the pearl crown of the tritons
<worn on face> (Glowing) a lions head mask
<worn on legs> colored dragonscale leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of crystal boots
<worn on hands> (Humming) a pair of delicate silver gloves
<worn on arms> (Glowing) a pair of gleaming diamond arm bands
<worn about body> an Eagle Embroidered Silk Robe
<worn about waist> the elvish sash
<worn around wrist> a tight loop of twisting gold
<worn around wrist> a tight loop of twisting gold
<mainhand wielded> (Invis) (Glowing) (Humming) a shining blue crystal
<held in hand> (Glowing) the pearl of power
<tattooed> (Glowing) a silvered cave viper coiled around a broadsword

Cabal Specifics

Cabal Statistics

# of logins with their cabal item	0
# of logins without their cabal item	0
# of logouts with their cabal item	0
# of logouts without their cabal item	0
# of times they lost their cabal item	0
# of times they retrieved their cabal item	0
# of times they took another cabal item	0

Edges

Flaws

Myopic

Racial Edges

Class Edges

Adept of Dimension
Master of Dimension
Fleshmender
Bonemender
Organmender
Bliss of Isolation
Metabolic Fortitude
Mastery of Self
Regenerator of Self

Edges

Keys to Success
Wise Recovery
Veil Render

Mob Deaths

Jun 2, 2015 |Lv 28|Mausoleum|a disgusting, rotting zombie by claw
Jun 6, 2015 |Lv 38|Thar-Acacia|a gray wolf by bite
Jun 18, 2015|Lv 40|Thar-Acacia|a long tusked boar by charge
Jun 20, 2015|Lv 47|Ruins of Maethien|a small Nightwalker by claw
Jun 29, 2015|Lv 51|Lost Elven Vaults|the jade elf assassin by stab
Jul 2, 2015 |Lv 51|Tiamat's Lair|a red rakshasa pyromancer by cleave
Jul 3, 2015 |Lv 51|The Slave Mines of Sitran|a slaver by blast
Jul 3, 2015 |Lv 51|Mount Kiadana-Rah|a crimson dragon by blast of gas
Jul 7, 2015 |Lv 51|Seantryn Modan|the Blademaster by slash
Jul 10, 2015|Lv 51|The White Lair|a freezing mist elemental by freezing bite
Jul 10, 2015|Lv 51|Dragon Tower Ruins|a zombie of a young draconian by claw
Jul 12, 2015|Lv 51|Nizarrsh Datul|a lesser aboleth by whip
Jul 15, 2015|Lv 51|4th Circle of Hell|the shadowstalker by bite
Jul 26, 2015|Lv 51|Enpolad's Game Garden|a zombie of an ancient dragon turtle by punch
Jul 30, 2015|Lv 51|The White Lair|a frost giant adept by blast
Jul 31, 2015|Lv 51|The Red Lair|a salamander guardian by slice
Aug 1, 2015 |Lv 51|Whistlewood Swamp|a massive treant by pound
Aug 12, 2015|Lv 51|Abandoned Siege Encampment|a lean nightwalker by slice
Aug 23, 2015|Lv 51|The Green Lair|an enormous shambling mound by smash
Aug 28, 2015|Lv 51|Nyathl Ikalith|a ghostly figure by pierce
Aug 28, 2015|Lv 51|Nyathl Ikalith|a ghostly figure by knifing
Aug 28, 2015|Lv 51|Nyathl Ikalith|a ghostly figure by knifing
Sep 18, 2015|Lv 51|Dragon Tower Ruins|a draconian zombie by claw
Sep 27, 2015|Lv 51|The Sea of Despair|the Second Mate by pound
Oct 29, 2015|Lv 51|Mausoleum|a hellhound by flaming bite
Nov 2, 2015 |Lv 51|Ayr'Trinil, the Arial City|a phased sword spider by piercing venoms
Nov 4, 2015 |Lv 51|Prison of Glymarach|a ravenous hellhound by claw
Nov 7, 2015 |Lv 51|Abandoned Mines|the displacer beast by claw
Nov 12, 2015|Lv 51|Thar-Acacia|a long tusked boar by charge
Nov 26, 2015|Lv 51|Enpolad's Game Garden|a slime-covered, hooktail dragon by kick
Dec 4, 2015 |Lv 51|The Tower of Trothon|a torrent of molten lava by hit
Dec 7, 2015 |Lv 51|Teth Azeleth|a dark-elf patroller by slash
Dec 9, 2015 |Lv 51|Eil Shaeria|a vale ghast by bite
Dec 11, 2015|Lv 51|Nyathl Ikalith|a Spawn of Chaos by chaotic blast
Dec 13, 2015|Lv 51|Ayerthl Zelaath|a dreamwraith by mental assault
Dec 16, 2015|Lv 51|Ayerthl Zelaath|a dreamwraith by mental assault
Dec 22, 2015|Lv 51|Ayerthl Zelaath|Zel'ryl Aal Yryth by mental assault
Dec 23, 2015|Lv 51|Ayerthl Zelaath|a dreamwraith by mental assault
Dec 25, 2015|Lv 51|Ayerthl Zelaath|Zel'ryl Aal Yryth by mental assault
Jan 7, 2016 |Lv 51|The Ghoul Tunnels|a lurking ghoul by defilement
Feb 13, 2016|Lv 51|The White Lair|a grizzled yeti by claw
Mar 21, 2016|Lv 51|The Battlefield|Ysbaddaden the Giant Chief by divine power
Apr 7, 2016 |Lv 51|Keep of Ceawlin|the doorkeeper by slash
Apr 13, 2016|Lv 51|Elemental Temple|Pope Medius by blast of gas
Apr 19, 2016|Lv 51|Yzekon|a frost demon by claw

Timeline

Wed May 27 18:08:26 2015 at level 16 (4 hrs):
Daphedee has pledged to the Heralds of the Eternal Star <PK: 0-0>

Sat May 30 00:35:47 2015 at level 20 (8 hrs):
Daphedee advanced to level 20 <PK: 0-0>

Tue Jun 2 22:10:29 2015 at level 28 (13 hrs):
Inducted into HERALD by Whiysdan <PK: 0-0>

Wed Jun 3 22:21:08 2015 at level 30 (15 hrs):
Daphedee advanced to level 30 <PK: 0-0>

Wed Jun 17 23:33:03 2015 at level 40 (38 hrs):
Daphedee advanced to level 40 <PK: 0-2>

Mon Jun 22 14:42:20 2015 at level 51 (54 hrs):
Daphedee advanced to level 51 <PK: 0-2>

Sun Jun 28 20:59:18 2015 at level 51 (95 hrs):
Daphedee has been granted by Destuvius <PK: 0-2>

Sun Sep 27 12:13:21 2015 at level 51 (475 hrs):
Umiron set Daphedee's alignment to 750(good) from 950(good). <PK: 0-3>

Fri Feb 19 07:57:56 2016 at level 51 (913 hrs):
Scarabaeus set Daphedee's alignment to 250(neutral) from 750(good). <PK: 1-5>

Fri Feb 19 12:16:25 2016 at level 51 (913 hrs):
Daphedee moved to Voralian City <PK: 1-5>

Wed Mar 23 13:28:15 2016 at level 51 (1010 hrs):
Daphedee has been ungranted by Destuvius <PK: 1-6>

Leveling History

May 24, 2015 |Lv 2 |Hr 0 |
May 24, 2015 |Lv 3 |Hr 0 |
May 24, 2015 |Lv 4 |Hr 0 |
May 24, 2015 |Lv 5 |Hr 0 |
May 24, 2015 |Lv 6 |Hr 0 |
May 24, 2015 |Lv 7 |Hr 0 |
May 24, 2015 |Lv 8 |Hr 1 |
May 27, 2015 |Lv 9 |Hr 1 |
May 27, 2015 |Lv 10|Hr 2 |
May 27, 2015 |Lv 11|Hr 3 |5 Bodager,
May 27, 2015 |Lv 12|Hr 3 |12 Korendhul, 7 Bodager,
May 27, 2015 |Lv 13|Hr 3 |13 Korendhul, 8 Bodager,
May 27, 2015 |Lv 14|Hr 4 |14 Korendhul, 9 Bodager,
May 27, 2015 |Lv 15|Hr 4 |15 Korendhul, 10 Bodager,
May 27, 2015 |Lv 16|Hr 4 |
May 28, 2015 |Lv 17|Hr 6 |18 Chagos, 16 Khazhrim,
May 28, 2015 |Lv 18|Hr 6 |18 Chagos, 18 Khazhrim,
May 28, 2015 |Lv 19|Hr 6 |19 Chagos, 19 Khazhrim,
May 30, 2015 |Lv 20|Hr 8 |
May 30, 2015 |Lv 21|Hr 9 |23 Luthantulas, 25 Khazhrim,
May 30, 2015 |Lv 22|Hr 9 |24 Luthantulas, 25 Khazhrim,
May 30, 2015 |Lv 23|Hr 10 |25 Luthantulas, 26 Khazhrim,
May 30, 2015 |Lv 24|Hr 10 |26 Luthantulas, 27 Khazhrim,
May 30, 2015 |Lv 25|Hr 10 |27 Luthantulas, 28 Khazhrim,
May 30, 2015 |Lv 26|Hr 11 |28 Luthantulas, 29 Khazhrim,
May 30, 2015 |Lv 27|Hr 11 |29 Luthantulas, 30 Khazhrim,
Jun 2, 2015 |Lv 28|Hr 13 |32 Khazhrim,
Jun 3, 2015 |Lv 29|Hr 15 |32 Thaar, 33 Verreon,
Jun 3, 2015 |Lv 30|Hr 16 |35 Piyoel, 33 Khazhrim,
Jun 3, 2015 |Lv 31|Hr 16 |35 Piyoel, 34 Khazhrim,
Jun 3, 2015 |Lv 32|Hr 16 |34 Khazhrim,
Jun 4, 2015 |Lv 33|Hr 18 |33 Selionar, 34 Verreon,
Jun 4, 2015 |Lv 34|Hr 19 |
Jun 4, 2015 |Lv 35|Hr 20 |38 Piyoel, 37 Erithyl,
Jun 5, 2015 |Lv 36|Hr 22 |34 Selionar, 37 Agarisil,
Jun 5, 2015 |Lv 37|Hr 22 |36 Selionar,
Jun 6, 2015 |Lv 38|Hr 26 |
Jun 17, 2015 |Lv 39|Hr 39 |51 Khazhrim, 46 Ferresh,
Jun 17, 2015 |Lv 40|Hr 39 |51 Khazhrim, 46 Ferresh,
Jun 18, 2015 |Lv 41|Hr 43 |41 Botay,
Jun 20, 2015 |Lv 42|Hr 46 |42 Botay,
Jun 20, 2015 |Lv 43|Hr 49 |51 Khazhrim, 46 Botay,
Jun 20, 2015 |Lv 44|Hr 49 |51 Khazhrim, 47 Botay,
Jun 20, 2015 |Lv 45|Hr 49 |51 Khazhrim, 48 Botay,
Jun 20, 2015 |Lv 46|Hr 50 |51 Khazhrim, 49 Botay,
Jun 20, 2015 |Lv 47|Hr 50 |51 Khazhrim, 50 Botay,
Jun 22, 2015 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 48|Hr 55 |40 Petrik, 37 Noleth,
Jun 22, 2015 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 49|Hr 55 |42 Petrik, 39 Noleth,
Jun 22, 2015 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 50|Hr 56 |43 Petrik, 42 Noleth,
Jun 22, 2015 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 51|Hr 56 |45 Petrik, 44 Noleth,

PK Deaths

Jun 4, 2015 |Lv 35|Eil Shaeria|vs 1: <41> Ssrianthe (100%, punch)
Jun 7, 2015 |Lv 38|The Village of Barovia|vs 1: <39> Lyra (100%, pierce)
Sep 19, 2015|Lv 51|East Sumner's Road|vs 1: <51> Yuno (100%, claw)
Jan 13, 2016|Lv 51|The Inn of the Eternal Star|vs 1: <51> Torzen (100%, smash)
Feb 2, 2016 |Lv 51|The Inn of the Eternal Star|vs 1: <51> Grimghal (100%, crush)
Feb 27, 2016|Lv 51|The Inn of the Eternal Star|vs 1: <51> Torzen (100%, crush)
Mar 26, 2016|Lv 51|The Inn of the Eternal Star|vs 1: <43> Grundo (100%, divine power)
Apr 3, 2016 |Lv 51|The Jade Mountains|vs 1: <47> Tiiga (0%, ) *Assassinated*

PK Wins

Jul 7, 2015 |Lv 51|Mount Calandaryl|Sioph vs 3: <50> Eliara (30%), <51> Khazhrim (54%, hit), <51> Daphedee (14%)
Jul 23, 2015|Lv 51|The Inn of the Eternal Star|Fessara vs 3: <51> Luthantulas (48%, flaming fist), <51> Ahjevhil (51%), <51> Daphedee (0%)
Oct 23, 2015|Lv 51|The Inn of the Eternal Star|Nalana vs 2: <50> Efarem (100%, flogging), <51> Daphedee (0%)
Jan 6, 2016 |Lv 51|Voralian City|Agilus vs 1: <51> Daphedee (100%, disruption)
Mar 26, 2016|Lv 51|The Inn of the Eternal Star|Grundo vs 3: <39> Rodacir (52%, piercing electricity), <41> Aserkal (47%), <51> Daphedee (0%)

Arena Statistics

Wins	0
Losses	1

Title History

Tue Jun 2 22:17:11 2015, level 28 (13 hrs):
Daphedee the Mistress of Metabolism, Summoner of Alementals in the Inn

Sun Jun 28 20:59:18 2015, level 51 (95 hrs):
Daphedee the High Sorceress of the Arcane, High Herald of the Eternal Star

Thu Jul 2 20:31:41 2015, level 51 (120 hrs):
Daphedee the Leader of the Great Innperial Army, High Herald of the Eternal Star

Sat Sep 26 17:29:06 2015, level 51 (468 hrs):
Daphedee the Myopic Pilgrim and Big-hearted Altruist, High Herald of the Eternal Star

Wed Feb 17 18:32:36 2016, level 51 (904 hrs):
Daphedee the Last Hraesson, Unshackled Defiler of Elysium, High Herald of the Eternal Star

Wed Feb 17 18:49:57 2016, level 51 (904 hrs):
Daphedee the Last Hraesson, Unshackled Defier of Elysium, High Herald of the Eternal Star

Wed Mar 23 13:28:15 2016, level 51 (1010 hrs):
Daphedee the Last Hraesson, Unshackled Defier of Elysium

Skill List

Level 1	dagger	99%
Level 1	staff	100%
Level 1	whip	100%
Level 1	scrolls	100%
Level 1	talismans	100%
Level 1	wands	90%
Level 1	recall	100%
Level 1	spellcraft	100%
Level 2	improved compare	100%
Level 2	improved consider	100%
Level 5	meditation	100%
Level 8	haggle	80%
Level 10	taletell	70%
Level 10	pen	87%
Level 11	rip	27%
Level 11	wallop	5%
Level 11	discharge	82%
Level 13	scribe	78%
Level 13	mystical armor use	85%
Level 14	hand to hand	100%
Level 14	parry	100%
Level 14	trance	100%
Level 14	cease fighting	73%
Level 15	fast healing	100%
Level 15	mix	100%
Level 17	artistry	100%
Level 20	attune	100%
Level 20	pugil	100%
Level 20	lash	100%
Level 21	toss	70%
Level 25	second attack	100%
Level 30	careful vision	1%
Level 33	metabolic unity	100%
Level 35	legendary awareness	100%

Spell List

Level 1	detect magic	100%
Level 1	bioluminescence	79%
Level 2	relaxation	100%
Level 2	crack flesh	78%
Level 3	ocular enhancement	100%
Level 4	invis	100%
Level 4	desensitize	100%
Level 5	adrenal surge	92%
Level 6	muscular lethargy	100%
Level 7	toughened skin	95%
Level 9	adrenal burst	88%
Level 10	fly	100%
Level 10	identify	100%
Level 11	giant strength	100%
Level 11	mass invis	90%
Level 12	metabolic quickening	100%
Level 13	faerie fog	100%
Level 13	mass bioluminescence	77%
Level 13	mental jolt	99%
Level 14	teleport	100%
Level 14	gill growth	100%
Level 14	mass relaxation	100%
Level 15	locate object	100%
Level 16	metabolic slowing	100%
Level 17	dispel magic	81%
Level 17	gill removal	99%
Level 18	cancellation	92%
Level 18	mass lethargy	85%
Level 18	earthbind	85%
Level 20	arcane absorption	100%
Level 21	accelerate	82%
Level 22	fumble	100%
Level 22	corporeal softening	100%
Level 23	enlarge	100%
Level 24	pass door	100%
Level 24	calcify	83%
Level 25	corporeal hardening	100%
Level 25	disrupt flesh	100%
Level 26	reduce	91%
Level 27	repair flesh	100%
Level 27	petrify flesh	81%
Level 28	word of recall	100%
Level 28	decalcify	100%
Level 29	disrupt muscle	100%
Level 31	mass metabolic slowing	79%
Level 31	augment toxins	82%
Level 32	disrupt bone	100%
Level 34	mass corporeal softening	75%
Level 34	repair bone	100%
Level 34	spiderhands	100%
Level 35	malleability	100%
Level 36	control translucence	100%
Level 36	duo dimension	100%
Level 37	detect artifact	100%
Level 37	neurological disruption	100%
Level 38	mass reduce	78%

Supplication List

Level 40	mass decalcify	75%
Level 41	disrupt organ	100%
Level 42	buoyancy	75%
Level 43	mass augment toxins	79%
Level 43	repair organ	100%
Level 50	mass buoyancy	75%

PK Statistics

PK Statistics

Total PK Wins	1 (1 at level 51)
Total PK Losses	8
Total Mob Deaths	49
# of Assassination Deaths	1

PK Wins by Class
VS. thief	1

PK Wins by Cabal
VS. None	1

PK Wins by Align
VS. Good	0
VS. Neutral	1
VS. Evil	0

PK Deaths by Class
VS. transmuter	1
VS. thief	1
VS. warrior	4
VS. assassin	1
VS. shapeshifter	1

PK Deaths by Cabal
VS. None	1
VS. BATTLE	5
VS. EMPIRE	1
VS. SCARAB	1

PK Deaths by Align
VS. Good	0
VS. Neutral	2
VS. Evil	6

PK Gank-O-Meter

PK Gank-O-Meter

Total PK Wins	1
Total PK Assists	4
Solo PKs	1
PKs with a group of 2	1
PKs with a group of 3	3
PKs with a group of 4+	0
Average Group Size Per Kill	2.40

Death's Gank-O-Meter says: Super-Ganky

Total PK Losses	8
Solo PK Losses	8
PK Losses to a group of 2	0
PK Losses to a group of 3	0
PK Losses to a group of 4+	0
Average Group Size Per Death	1.00

Death's Ganked-O-Meter says: Destroyed By The Honorbound