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#1390, "Zors v. Arvam (POV: Velarya)."


          








***I played no one in this log, Velarya sent it to me YEARS ago. Side note: I heart Zorszaul.***

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Velarya says 'Why am I carrying these slim blades, anyway?'

<780hp 388m 622mv> whe
People near you:
Pheonequa Room of the Raging Boar
Arvam A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
Ralsha Room of the Raging Boar
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine

<780hp 388m 622mv> 'I think you swallow them.
You say 'I think you swallow them.'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam concentrates a moment while he carefully writes something on a clean sheet of paper.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya says 'Please don't drink in front of us, Arvam. It makes us sad.'

<780hp 388m 622mv> 'You are, after all, a sword swallower.
You say 'You are, after all, a sword swallower.'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam drops a beautiful scroll.

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A Roadside Shrine
A sense of peace and calm echoes throughout this clearing. Small bushes
with purple tinted leaves circle the clearing. In the center stands a stone
altar with runes carved into its surface. The altar has a small platform
with bowls and burners cut into it and a tall round circular stone rising
out of it reaching into the sky. A merry spring bubbles from the top and
runs down its back into a clear pool behind it. Thick, plush green grass,
softer then most beds, covers the ground. Gentle breezes filter through
here marked with the songs of birds and the occasional clatter of a wagon
coming from the eastern road. A small path winds west to a larger trail.


The ritualistically-desecrated remains of a corpse lie strewn here.
A tall stone altar bubbles forth crisp water.
Makua is here.
Arvam is here.
Velarya is here.
(Ghostly) Velarya is here.
Bent and withered an old druid watches over those who rest in the shrine.

<780hp 388m 622mv> whe
People near you:
Makua A Roadside Shrine
Pheonequa Room of the Raging Boar
Arvam A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
Ralsha Room of the Raging Boar
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine

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Velarya says 'Really.'

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Arvam drops a glass of Royal Wash.

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Arvam sacrifices a glass of Royal Wash to the gods.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam nods quietly to himself. What a wacko.

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Velarya says 'Don't strange men take that the wrong way?'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
You are thirsty.

<780hp 388m 622mv> 'The strange ones, yes.
You say 'The strange ones, yes.'

<780hp 388m 622mv> w
Trail to the inn


A small white bunny hops around under a tree nibbling grass.
Standing near a tree, a guard takes a break while eating cherries.

<780hp 388m 616mv> g canteen backpack
drink canteen
You get a metal canteen insulated in a wolf's pelt from a leather backpack.

<780hp 388m 616mv> e
You drink water from a metal canteen insulated in a wolf's pelt.

<780hp 388m 616mv> A Roadside Shrine


A beautiful scroll lies here, exquisitely written with precies lines.
The ritualistically-desecrated remains of a corpse lie strewn here.
A tall stone altar bubbles forth crisp water.
Arvam is here.
Velarya is here.
(Ghostly) Velarya is here.
Bent and withered an old druid watches over those who rest in the shrine.

<780hp 388m 610mv>
Arvam gets a beautiful scroll.

<780hp 388m 610mv> 'Such as Arvam.
You say 'Such as Arvam.'

<780hp 388m 610mv>
The snow stops falling.

<780hp 388m 610mv> put canteen backpack
whe

Arvam concentrates a moment while he carefully writes something on a beautiful scroll.

<780hp 388m 610mv> You put a metal canteen insulated in a wolf's pelt in a leather backpack.

<780hp 388m 610mv> People near you:
Pheonequa Room of the Raging Boar
Arvam A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
Ralsha Room of the Raging Boar
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine

<780hp 388m 610mv> 'I think he gets ideas.
You say 'I think he gets ideas.'

<780hp 388m 610mv> l
A Roadside Shrine
A sense of peace and calm echoes throughout this clearing. Small bushes
with purple tinted leaves circle the clearing. In the center stands a stone
altar with runes carved into its surface. The altar has a small platform
with bowls and burners cut into it and a tall round circular stone rising
out of it reaching into the sky. A merry spring bubbles from the top and
runs down its back into a clear pool behind it. Thick, plush green grass,
softer then most beds, covers the ground. Gentle breezes filter through
here marked with the songs of birds and the occasional clatter of a wagon
coming from the eastern road. A small path winds west to a larger trail.


The ritualistically-desecrated remains of a corpse lie strewn here.
A tall stone altar bubbles forth crisp water.
Arvam is here.
Velarya is here.
(Ghostly) Velarya is here.
Bent and withered an old druid watches over those who rest in the shrine.

<780hp 388m 622mv> point arvam

Arvam drops a beautiful scroll.
You point at Arvam.

<780hp 388m 622mv> Arvam nods.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam shakes his head.

<780hp 388m 622mv> whe
People near you:
Pheonequa Room of the Raging Boar
Arvam A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
Ralsha Room of the Raging Boar
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
Velarya says 'What kind of ideas?'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam paces up and down irritably.

<780hp 388m 622mv> em blinks.
Velarya blinks.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya gets a beautiful scroll.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya gasps in astonishment.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya says 'We can't shut you up that easily, Arvam dear?'

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Velarya drops a beautiful scroll.

<780hp 388m 622mv> l
A Roadside Shrine
A sense of peace and calm echoes throughout this clearing. Small bushes
with purple tinted leaves circle the clearing. In the center stands a stone
altar with runes carved into its surface. The altar has a small platform
with bowls and burners cut into it and a tall round circular stone rising
out of it reaching into the sky. A merry spring bubbles from the top and
runs down its back into a clear pool behind it. Thick, plush green grass,
softer then most beds, covers the ground. Gentle breezes filter through
here marked with the songs of birds and the occasional clatter of a wagon
coming from the eastern road. A small path winds west to a larger trail.


A beautiful scroll lies here, exquisitely written with precies lines.
The ritualistically-desecrated remains of a corpse lie strewn here.
A tall stone altar bubbles forth crisp water.
Arvam is here.
Velarya is here.
(Ghostly) Velarya is here.
Bent and withered an old druid watches over those who rest in the shrine.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam gets a beautiful scroll.

<780hp 388m 622mv> whe
People near you:
Shermie The Bar of the Eternal Star
Pheonequa Room of the Raging Boar
Arvam A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
Ralsha Room of the Raging Boar
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine

<780hp 388m 622mv> whoi she

Arvam taps his cheek, obviously deep in thought.

<780hp 388m 622mv> < Elf > Shermie the Bard Heroine

<780hp 388m 622mv>
The day has begun.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie has arrived.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya blushes.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie curtseys gracefully.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya says 'That sounds like a challenge. I think as a swordswoman I should answer those, don't you?'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam yells 'Avu, Knlhvra, thy whyaycibo yfr!'
Velarya utters the words, 'saxzf xafe turr'.
Velarya points to Arvam and says 'Die'.
Arvam gets a horrible expression on her face and dies!
Arvam's head is shattered, and his brains splash all over you.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya says 'Shermie?!'

<780hp 388m 622mv> l
A Roadside Shrine
A sense of peace and calm echoes throughout this clearing. Small bushes
with purple tinted leaves circle the clearing. In the center stands a stone
altar with runes carved into its surface. The altar has a small platform
with bowls and burners cut into it and a tall round circular stone rising
out of it reaching into the sky. A merry spring bubbles from the top and
runs down its back into a clear pool behind it. Thick, plush green grass,
softer then most beds, covers the ground. Gentle breezes filter through
here marked with the songs of birds and the occasional clatter of a wagon
coming from the eastern road. A small path winds west to a larger trail.


The corpse of Arvam is lying here.
The splattered brains of Arvam are lying here.
The ritualistically-desecrated remains of a corpse lie strewn here.
A tall stone altar bubbles forth crisp water.
Makua is here.
Shermie is here.
Velarya is here.
(Ghostly) Velarya is here.
Bent and withered an old druid watches over those who rest in the shrine.

<780hp 388m 622mv> l i corpse

Arvam: Uhm...ow

<780hp 388m 622mv> The corpse of Arvam contains:
( 2) the Dwarven ring
a white surcoat
a spiked buckler
a set of golden plate armor
a necklace of pyrohydra teeth
(Humming) a pair of black enameled gauntlets
an ogre-horned helm
some leggings from the snow worm
a pair of armguards from the snow worm
a titanium foil
(Glowing) a set of arborian gauntlets
( 2) a braided silver bracer
a large saddle bag
a water jug
(Glowing) a topaz stone necklace
(Glowing) a sterling steel belt buckle
the boots of stealth
(Glowing) a sword of fine black steel
(Glowing) the dagger of betrayal
(Glowing) a heron-marked blade
(Humming) a black enameled breastplate
(Glowing) a set of arborian chainmail
The sun rises in the east.


Shermie says 'Whos that?'


Velarya stops using a band of pure gold.


Velarya wears a band of pure gold on her left finger.


Velarya sighs.



the wasp-blade
(Invis) (Glowing) a crystalline shard
a thin, embossed silver pen
( 2) a beautiful scroll
80077 gold coins

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<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya says 'There. Now he won't get any mean ideas about us.'

<780hp 388m 622mv> 'Velarya!
You say 'Velarya!'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya whispers 'That wasn't very nice...'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie says 'Band of pure gold?'

<780hp 388m 622mv> 'They were just ideas!
You say 'They were just ideas!'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie says 'Zors?'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya winks at Shermie.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie stops using a harp strung with lightning.
Shermie holds a gem of seeing in her hands.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya says 'It's his wedding ring'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie brandishes a gem of seeing.
...and nothing happens.
Velarya says 'Maybe.'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie brandishes a gem of seeing.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya utters the words, 'fuhjar ay abawuiahuaig'.
Velarya desecrates the corpse, severing its head and limbs!
Velarya scatters the corpse's organs in a circle around the body.
Velarya begins chanting the Dedications of the Damned.
Velarya siphons power into her phylactery!

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie stops using a gem of seeing.
Shermie holds a gem of seeing in her hands.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya puts an oval lapis phylactery in a black robe of the Magi.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie says 'Could i look at that?'

<780hp 388m 622mv> l
A Roadside Shrine
A sense of peace and calm echoes throughout this clearing. Small bushes
with purple tinted leaves circle the clearing. In the center stands a stone
altar with runes carved into its surface. The altar has a small platform
with bowls and burners cut into it and a tall round circular stone rising
out of it reaching into the sky. A merry spring bubbles from the top and
runs down its back into a clear pool behind it. Thick, plush green grass,
softer then most beds, covers the ground. Gentle breezes filter through
here marked with the songs of birds and the occasional clatter of a wagon
coming from the eastern road. A small path winds west to a larger trail.


( 2) The ritualistically-desecrated remains of a corpse lie strewn here.
( 2) A beautiful scroll lies here, exquisitely written with precies lines.
A silver pen has been dropped on the ground.
(Invis) (Glowing) A shard of crystal lies here.
Half-buried in the dust lies a short double-edged blade.
(Glowing) A fine set of Arborian chainmail rests here.
(Humming) A breastplate lays here, finely etched and enameled with a black glaze.
(Glowing) A heron-marked blade is lying here.
( 2) A bracer made of finely braided silver is here.
(Glowing) A small unholy looking weapon lies here.
A pair of sneaky looking boots lies crumbled on the floor.
(Glowing) A large sterling steel belt buckle lies here reflecting the light.
(Glowing) On the ground lies a stone chain.
A large but surprisingly light jug of water stands here.
A large leather bag, lies on the ground.
(Glowing) A fine set of Arborian gauntlets lie here.
A small, thin sword lies on the ground.
Some makeshift armguards from a white worm rest here.
Some makeshift leggings from a white worm rest here.
A crude helmet lays here, ugly twisted bone protruding from it's sides.
(Humming) A pair of finely gilded gauntlets lay here, their black enamel glimmering under the light.
Several of the pyrohydra's teeth have been strung into a necklace.
Makua is here.
Shermie is here.
Velarya is here.
(Invis) (Ghostly) Velarya is here.
Bent and withered an old druid watches over those who rest in the shrine.

cb Oh dear.

<780hp 388m 622mv>

<780hp 388m 622mv> ;Oh dear.
Quit talking to yourself. You are all alone.
<780hp 388m 622mv> cb Oh my.
Velarya: Oh my.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya looks at Shermie.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam has arrived.

<780hp 388m 622mv> cb Hurry up and get back here.
l
Velarya: Hurry up and get back here.

<780hp 388m 622mv> A Roadside Shrine
A sense of peace and calm echoes throughout this clearing. Small bushes
with purple tinted leaves circle the clearing. In the center stands a stone
altar with runes carved into its surface. The altar has a small platform
with bowls and burners cut into it and a tall round circular stone rising
out of it reaching into the sky. A merry spring bubbles from the top and
runs down its back into a clear pool behind it. Thick, plush green grass,
softer then most beds, covers the ground. Gentle breezes filter through
here marked with the songs of birds and the occasional clatter of a wagon
coming from the eastern road. A small path winds west to a larger trail.


(Glowing) A long sword of the finest black steel lies here.
( 2) The ritualistically-desecrated remains of a corpse lie strewn here.
( 2) A beautiful scroll lies here, exquisitely written with precies lines.
A silver pen has been dropped on the ground.
(Invis) (Glowing) A shard of crystal lies here.
Half-buried in the dust lies a short double-edged blade.
(Glowing) A fine set of Arborian chainmail rests here.
(Humming) A breastplate lays here, finely etched and enameled with a black glaze.
(Glowing) A heron-marked blade is lying here.
( 2) A bracer made of finely braided silver is here.
(Glowing) A small unholy looking weapon lies here.
A pair of sneaky looking boots lies crumbled on the floor.
(Glowing) A large sterling steel belt buckle lies here reflecting the light.
(Glowing) On the ground lies a stone chain.
A large but surprisingly light jug of water stands here.
A large leather bag, lies on the ground.
(Glowing) A fine set of Arborian gauntlets lie here.
Some makeshift leggings from a white worm rest here.
A crude helmet lays here, ugly twisted bone protruding from it's sides.
(Humming) A pair of finely gilded gauntlets lay here, their black enamel glimmering under the light.
Several of the pyrohydra's teeth have been strung into a necklace.
A set of golden battle armor etched with various symbols lies here.
Arvam is here.
Makua is here.
Shermie is here.
Velarya is here.
(Invis) (Ghostly) Velarya is here.
Bent and withered an old druid watches over those who rest in the shrine.


Velarya says 'Our collective honor has been defended. We, the Velaryas three, will bend to the strange dreams of no astrange bartending men.'


The brains of Arvam decomposes.


Velarya cuddles Shermie.


Makua stops using bolted steel sleeves.
Makua wears a pair of armguards from the snow worm on his arms.
Arvam gets a sword of fine black steel.
Arvam gets a beautiful scroll.
Arvam gets a beautiful scroll.
Arvam gets a thin, embossed silver pen.
Arvam gets the wasp-blade.
Arvam gets a set of arborian chainmail.
Arvam gets a black enameled breastplate.
Arvam gets a heron-marked blade.
Arvam gets a braided silver bracer.
Arvam gets the dagger of betrayal.
Arvam gets the boots of stealth.
Arvam gets a sterling steel belt buckle.
Arvam gets a topaz stone necklace.
Arvam gets a water jug.
Arvam gets a large saddle bag.
Arvam gets a braided silver bracer.
Arvam gets a set of arborian gauntlets.
Arvam gets some leggings from the snow worm.
Arvam gets an ogre-horned helm.
Arvam gets a pair of black enameled gauntlets.
Arvam gets a necklace of pyrohydra teeth.
Arvam gets a set of golden plate armor.
Arvam gets a spiked buckler.
Arvam gets the Dwarven ring.
Arvam gets a white surcoat.
Arvam gets the Dwarven ring.


A small spiked buckler rests here.
( 2) A perfectly-shaped ring lies here, coveted by all.
A white surcoat with an emblazoned red cross lies here.
The splattered brains of Arvam are lying here.
A tall stone altar bubbles forth crisp water.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam coughs slightly.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam says 'Uhm...that stung a bit..'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam wears the Dwarven ring on his left finger.
Arvam wears a white surcoat about his body.
Arvam wears the Dwarven ring on his right finger.
Arvam wears a spiked buckler as a shield.
Arvam wears a set of golden plate armor on his body.
Arvam wears a necklace of pyrohydra teeth around his neck.
Arvam wears a pair of black enameled gauntlets on his hands.
Arvam wears an ogre-horned helm on his head.
Arvam wears some leggings from the snow worm on his legs.
Arvam wears a braided silver bracer around his left wrist.
Arvam wears a topaz stone necklace around his neck.
Arvam wears a sterling steel belt buckle about his waist.
Arvam wears the boots of stealth on his feet.
Arvam wields the dagger of betrayal.
Arvam wears a braided silver bracer around his right wrist.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya kisses Shermie passionately.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie says 'The other is Jeurno or Kleea?'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya utters the words, 'hzrzsafh'.
Velarya vanishes!

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam gets a small black root from a large saddle bag.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam eats a small black root.

<780hp 388m 622mv> l
A Roadside Shrine
A sense of peace and calm echoes throughout this clearing. Small bushes
with purple tinted leaves circle the clearing. In the center stands a stone
altar with runes carved into its surface. The altar has a small platform
with bowls and burners cut into it and a tall round circular stone rising
out of it reaching into the sky. A merry spring bubbles from the top and
runs down its back into a clear pool behind it. Thick, plush green grass,
softer then most beds, covers the ground. Gentle breezes filter through
here marked with the songs of birds and the occasional clatter of a wagon
coming from the eastern road. A small path winds west to a larger trail.


( 2) The ritualistically-desecrated remains of a corpse lie strewn here.
A tall stone altar bubbles forth crisp water.
Arvam is here.
Makua is here.
Shermie is here.
Velarya is here.
Bent and withered an old druid watches over those who rest in the shrine.

<780hp 388m 622mv> mutter
You mutter quietly to yourself.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam paces up and down irritably.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam gets a wild look in his eyes.

<780hp 388m 622mv> 'I would have settled for a simple scolding.
whe
You say 'I would have settled for a simple scolding.'

<780hp 388m 622mv> People near you:
Shermie A Roadside Shrine
Akivasha Front Porch of the Inn
Makua Front Porch of the Inn
Pheonequa Room of the Raging Boar
Arvam A Roadside Shrine
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine
Ralsha Room of the Raging Boar
(PK) Velarya A Roadside Shrine

<780hp 388m 622mv>
A desecrated corpse crumbles into dust.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Shermie says 'So which is the one that kiss me?'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam grumbles and growls. You wonder what's wrong....
Velarya says 'Not I'

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya shivers uncomfortably.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam puts a thin, embossed silver pen in a large saddle bag.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Velarya drinks water from the spring.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam puts a beautiful scroll in a large saddle bag.
Velarya pokes Shermie in the ribs.

<780hp 388m 622mv>
Arvam puts a beautiful scroll in a large saddle bag.






  

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