*** Today Skreenak visits Atrissa in person, after Atrissa and Chrournskel were bickering
*** about him over cabal channel. It's just a few days before her next big performance.

*** The log starts with Atrissa getting harrassed to publish missives for
*** some randos. I start logging manually right here after some super-annoying
*** freshly-rolled elf starts harassing me. I should thank him!

whois yotel
< 2  Elf  Shf> Yotel the Spell Student

Yotel tells you 'Your entire life.'
Yotel tells you 'But, I will only offer it once. '

You tell Yotel 'Is this about everlasting life?'  *** heh, Arkham joke!

Merallus tells you 'I wonder if you might publish a song for me?'
*** And immediately after, a rank 51 healer elf of the Fortress asks the same thing.
*** Atrissa did not publish for others, but could be persuaded if it is was a poem.

Yotel tells you 'Exclusives, with me. You don't know what that means yet.. So I will tell
you this. It will change your life. My story.'

You tell Merallus 'You have a gift for words, Merallus, I would gladly.'
*** I think he already published one thing? But Yotel vs Merallus, how Atrissa handles
*** either is straight from her role. A hero healer, he can be of benefit. A 
*** rank 2 random shapeshifter, she can be her rude self.

Yotel tells you 'In return, you will secretly, fund me.'
Yotel tells you 'Do we have a deal?'

You tell Yotel 'Fund you?'

Yotel tells you 'The elcusive I am going to give you. And you only, and worth of coin in
exchange from time to time.'
Yotel tells you 'Do you want the exlusive or not, human?'

You tell Yotel 'Elf, do not trifle me with your schemes.'

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 8 PM> who
<40 D-Elf Asn> Sadeha the Entrance to Owaza, Shadow Dweller
<51 Human Hea> (PK) (WANTED) Allavia Lilyx the Sister of Nature's Salutations
<20 Gnome Shf> Gnanibbnort the Shapeshifter
<    Elf  IMM>  Baerinika the Pure, Ghost of the Misty Ruin
<48 Gnome Shf> (PK) Chryskopain the Grand Eldress of Changelings
<18 Storm War> Duraun the Overseer
<36 W-Elf Bar> Rinn the Mistress of Song
< 2  Elf  Shf> Yotel the Spell Student
<51 H-Elf Shf> (PK)  Chrournskel the Fanatic of the Goblin Court, Deranged
Fromager of the Eternal Star
<46 Felar Ran> (PK) Erortarbe the Vanguard of the Vernal
<51  Elf  Hea> (PK) Merallus the Affirmation of Life, Elder Prophet of the Light
<33  Elf  War> Nalley the Warrior of the Gauntlet
*51 Human Bar* (PK)  Atrissa Amethiste the Grand Mistress of Artistry, Taleteller
of the Eternal Star
<47 Human Nec> (PK)  Gyrthira the Spectre, Magistrate of Hamsah Mu'tazz

Players found: 14

Yotel tells you 'Do you accept, yes or no?'
You tell Yotel 'I will give you my answer tomorrow.'
*** Just hoping to get rid of him, plus, making people wait is fun

Yotel tells you '9pm tomorrow. '
*** yeah who knows when that even really is?

Yotel tells you 'If I do not hear from you, I will make another bard famous.'

You tell Yotel 'My sweet elf, I am already famous.'

 Chrournskel: The Cheese King isn't sure there is a song that can be written, no
matter how great it is, to fully encompass the greatness of Our Lord and Savior, the Most
Cunning and Strong, One and Only, Goblin Lord of Thera.
 Chrournskel: He's just simply THAT wonderful.

 Atrissa: You naturally assume the song is meant to encomapss his greatness.

 Chrournskel: You meant to disrespect Him?
 Chrournskel: For you see, Goblin-ness is Greatness.

 Atrissa: I will not tell you what I mean, you will have to see for yourself. If
you had bothered to hear me in Voralia, you would have had chance to see him in the
flesh.
*** OH, my song in Hamsah, a day or two away, is for him. About not controlling flames, 
*** just appreciating them, blah blah. I sing some bars of it below.

<civilized 100%h 97%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 2 AM> 
You have received a note from Merallus.

<civilized 100%h 97%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 2 AM> note list
<  0 > Rinn: Alternative to the enslavement of the Coin (Marked by the Sunwarden) 
<  1 > Ergush: Role Contest Winners!
<  2 > Atrissa Amethiste: "Dutiful Lover"
<  3 > Darvel: Joining The Heralds.
<  4 > Rinn: The Lifetime of a Stick (Inspired by Mojabosombo's love of sticks)
<  5 > Amriith Monk: A Swig for A Friend
<  6 > Eyteliana: Event ideas needed: A nautical party fit for pirates, sirens, and more
<  7 > Calithildir Tauredheldur: Herald Neutrality
<  8 > Imphre Spellman: Return to the Veil as all creatios Must
<  9 > Amriith Monk: Home
< 10 > Merallus: Battle hymn of the dawn
< 11 > Calithildir Tauredheldur: "Battle hymn of the dawn" by Merallus and the grace of
the Golden Host
< 12 > Halrilz the Bounty Hunter: The Hunted...
< 13 > Calithildir Tauredheldur: A rallying Cry for Soldiers of the Light
< 14 > Calithildir Tauredheldur: The Umbrand Ardenwood Scholars of Light (an update)
< 15 > Calithildir Tauredheldur: A Warning About the Light
< 16 > Atrissa Amethiste: Delivery request
*** I'm asking Cal to do the promoting for me. He told me yes!
< 17 > Atrissa Amethiste: An invitation from the Sultan! *** just my copy to him
< 18 > Calithildir Tauredheldur: A Celebration of Faith - an invitation from the Sultan
*** My third performance - Getting Calithildir to send out the invitation because
*** "his words carried more weight" would help make him like me, plus, it was true, and
*** Atrissa wanted a crowd at her show. Win win!
< 19 > Atrissa Amethiste: Regarding: Event ideas needed
*** Random reply to Eyeteliana. Where did you go?
< 20 > Atrissa Amethiste: Request for costuming
*** Beseeching Boldr for clothes. Where did you go?
< 21 > Atrissa Amethiste: Request for Heightened Protection
*** Greasing the wheels with Galanthiel. Tribunals love concerts, right?
< 22 > Rinn: A Moot Held by the Outlanders of Thar-Eris
*** Too bad I could not make this. Events on a weekend, really??
< 23 > Rinn: My Plot Though Knows No Gilding
< 24 > Halrilz the Bounty Hunter: The Hunted...
< 25 > Rinn: Birds Flock to the Southwest Emerald Forest: The Moot Begins
*** Oh Rinn, good thing you are wood-elf, not arial
< 26 > Zeti: Herald's Pledge
*** Zeti was a stinker
< 27 > Galathaniel Cordatus: Re: Request for Heightened Protection
*** Galathaniel was/is awesome
< 28 > Atrissa Amethiste: A song before the Sultan's Celebration of Faith
*** Extra promotion!!
< 29N> Merallus: A calling from the Golden Sun
*** and here is his request. 

<civilized 100%h 97%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 2 AM> note read 29
< 29> Tue Oct  5 10:40:30 2021
From   : Merallus
To     : atrissa
Subject: A calling from the Golden Sun



"They will call you hypocrites, brethren. They will call
your liars. They will scoff and they will jeer, even as they
are unable to recognise their pain, and their need for
the light. Yet you are called today, scribes, because that
which is within the deepest well of your spirit, from 
which flows the power of light and life, has been heard
by your soul. Ours is a calling of peace, but also of preparation,
a calling of mercy and compassion, but one of judgement
and discernment. You have answered the call of the light,
now go forth, and let your strength be ever renewed!"

"Excerpt from a lecture of Merallus, "A welcome to service".

The Acolytes of the Golden Sun welcome all who seek service
to the innocent, the weak, and those who need healing and
redemption. It is a path of quiet contemplation, ready action
and the Light's purpose. Should this be a call that pulls
you, come to the Fortress, and pledge yourself to the Maran.

*** WTH that's not a poem!!

Merallus tells you 'I have sent you one of two which I would humbly ask you to publish.
The first is a call for those who seek to serve as scribes.'
Merallus tells you 'The second is an old village song unearthed by the scholar monk.'

You tell Merallus 'So you wish me to send out two separate missives, on your behalf?'

Merallus tells you 'Yes please, as they deal with different matters.'

 Chrournskel: When the cheese is ready, it needs tending.  It's really the most
important thing, you know?
*** Oh SHUT up

Merallus tells you 'Do you see the two posts?'

You tell Merallus 'I've received one missive from you only'

Merallus tells you 'Ah a moment'

You tell Merallus 'And I thought I was publishing art, not propaganda'

<civilized 87%h 62%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 11 AM> note 
< 30> Tue Oct  5 10:45:12 2021
From   : Merallus
To     : atrissa
Subject: An old village song


My love she came a running came
a running came my love
My love she said she knew her gift
A gift to me my love was she
To me a gift was she
My love came running with a gift
A gift she was to me
A Wedding gift she said to me
A Wedding gift to me
She knew not how I loved her so
How dear she was to me.


"From the desk of Merallus"

You tell Merallus 'A lovely little song'

Skreenak yells 'Slave dancer! Git yer arse over here an git yer lord a drinks.'
*** OH SH#T

You tell Merallus 'Oh, dear, Skreenak is here'
*** I have a healer friend. He will protect me!

<civilized 96%h 73%m 99%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 1 PM> w
The Bar of the Eternal Star 
  A large wooden bar fills the entire southern wall. Made of a rare red tree, it
has been finely carved, though many horrendous claw marks scar its surface. Food
is scarce near here but mugs and cups of every kind crowd the bar, filled with
boiling, thick red liquid. Shelves behind the bar that once held the rare ales
and beers have been upturned or broken, while large cracked barrels have been
strewn down below. Most of the stools near the counter are broken, but a few
have sustained working order and are scattered about for people to sit. A large
tapestry hangs over the shelves behind the bar, its finely woven surface smeared
with blood.
 

     A tall glass of orange and raspberry smoothie has been left here.
     A thick mass of spider webs awaits its next victim.
A giant spider crouches here on long, thin legs.
Skreenak the goblin is here.
Back arched and tail fluffed, a black cat hisses its disagreement.
A headless bouncer hefts its cudgel and looks for trouble.
A hulking, hooded figure looks distracted as he passes out drinks.

Skreenak grins evilly.

Atrissa skips into the room playfully.
*** Try and look not scared!

Skreenak gooses you tenderly!
*** rude

You smile at him.
You say 'The Goblin King, here?'

You give a long-necked bottle of sweet watermelon sparkling wine to Skreenak.
*** Thanks Darvel!

The edges of a diamondback rattlesnake's being stretch and twist and he returns to
normal.
*** The Cheese King arrives

Skreenak sits down and thinks deeply.

<civilized 100%h 76%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 3 PM> l
The Bar of the Eternal Star 
  A large wooden bar fills the entire southern wall. Made of a rare red tree, it
has been finely carved, though many horrendous claw marks scar its surface. Food
is scarce near here but mugs and cups of every kind crowd the bar, filled with
boiling, thick red liquid. Shelves behind the bar that once held the rare ales
and beers have been upturned or broken, while large cracked barrels have been
strewn down below. Most of the stools near the counter are broken, but a few
have sustained working order and are scattered about for people to sit. A large
tapestry hangs over the shelves behind the bar, its finely woven surface smeared
with blood.
 

     A tall glass of orange and raspberry smoothie has been left here.
     A thick mass of spider webs awaits its next victim.
(Translucent) Chrournskel the half-elf is here.
A giant spider crouches here on long, thin legs.
Skreenak the goblin is here.
Back arched and tail fluffed, a black cat hisses its disagreement.
A headless bouncer hefts its cudgel and looks for trouble.
A hulking, hooded figure looks distracted as he passes out drinks.

Chrournskel dances wildly in front of you!

You glare icily at him.

Skreenak grins evilly at Chrournskel.

Chrournskel offers an awkward bow.

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'How yeas doin' gutter ####e?'

Chrournskel says to Skreenak 'We here to kidnap this mouthy one, Lord?'

You are sober.

You say to Skreenak 'It is a specially sweet wine, just like you like.'

Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

Throwing back his head, Skreenak cackles with insane glee!

Skreenak grins evilly in your direction.

Atrissa pushes a lock of hair behind her ear.

Skreenak says to you 'Ya knows it.'

Skreenak drinks wine from a long-necked bottle of sweet watermelon sparkling wine.

<civilized 100%h 77%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 4 PM> mix wine
You successfully mix the intended drink!

Skreenak drinks wine from a long-necked bottle of sweet watermelon sparkling wine.
Skreenak drinks wine from a long-necked bottle of sweet watermelon sparkling wine.

You drink wine from a goblet of fine elven wine.
You feel tipsy.

You drink wine from a goblet of fine elven wine.
You feel tipsy.

You peer intently at Skreenak.

You say 'I thought you killed them, you know.'

Skreenak says 'Nows, whats dis im hearins ya dont wanner come ta ma throne?'

Skreenak peers at you intently.

Chrournskel says to Skreenak 'The Cheese King thinks that if you put her in a nice, low
cage, I could provide enough cheese to bring the rats.'
Chrournskel nods grimly, a serious mood overcoming his features.
Chrournskel winks suggestively at you.
Chrournskel looks at you.

Skreenak bonks Chrournskel on the head for being such an utter moron.

You say 'Skreenak, your Highness...'

Chrournskel utters the words, 'ghaiz gtui'.
Chrournskel's skin turns to stone.

You say 'You know I love to sing for you,'

Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'Know yer heads fullo cheese, but she beein' ah lady, we
don' need ta gits da rats.... yet.'

You say 'But I simply cannot be kept. My voice will wilt.'

Chrournskel nods grimly toward Skreenak with a serious stare.

Skreenak frowns.

You music 'Treat my smile,'

Skreenak says to you 'Dats nu da right answer, bu' Skree tinks he has ah counter. Yer
wanner hear it?'

Chrournskel says to you 'You really should go willingly.  It's LOVELY in the treasure
room.  And you should see it fully packed!  You'd trip over the most priceless trinkets
in all of Thera.'

You music 'like a flower in the wild... don't take me home...'

You say 'I am interested.'

Skreenak grins evilly.

A chill fills the air as the candles gutter momentarily.

The edges of Chrournskel's being stretch and twist and he becomes a diamondback
rattlesnake.

You shudder at the thought.

A diamondback rattlesnake's skin hardens with the shell of the armadillo!

A diamondback rattlesnake hisses at everyone, trying to appear dangerous.

You drink wine from a goblet of fine elven wine.
You feel tipsy.

A diamondback rattlesnake slowly floats to the ground.
You no longer feel such bravado.

<civilized 119%h 93%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 10 PM> l skree
Standing nearly as high as the waist of a human, this vile creature shines
like a star in the night.  His long, bat-like ears are studded with at least
fifty gold earrings of different shapes, sizes, and styles.  An uncountable
amount of scars mar the greenish-black skin of him, but each has been
meticulously filigreed with gold and silver, creating an almost beautiful, yet
hideous pattern of interconnected lines that cover all of his exposed flesh.
A paunch belly, not obese but overweight to be sure, pushes out the bottom of
his gilded leather breastplate. His hooked nose and been capped with a silver
cover that has an emerald and a ruby mounted on either side, and a part of
his left nostril is missing completely. Beady, amber eyes scan the area about
him.

His armors show signs of combat and filth, the former being mended by what
looks like molten gold being poured into the wounds. A wicked looking bow
with arm caps of brilliant silver hangs off one of his tiny shoulders, and
a hideous spear across his back. Painted with dried blood, a ridge-lined
circle adorns his breastplate, outlined with silver and gold spiraling rings.
Skreenak, a male goblin, is in perfect health.

Skreenak is using:
<worn on finger>    an opulent gold ring, studded with gaudy gemstones
<worn on finger>    a brilliant silver ring with a thick, engraved band
<worn around neck>  a massive, glittering gold necklace, encrusted with vibrant gems
<worn around neck>  a tattered, black cloak trimmed in solid gold
<worn on body>      a gold-patched leather breastplate, embossed with a ridge-rimmed
circle
<worn on legs>      a pair of golden vambraces, studded with pure diamonds
<worn around wrist> a brilliant bangle of glittering gold, engraved with a ridge-rimmed
circle
<worn around wrist> a thick leather bracer, ribbed with iron bands
<mainhand wielded>  a gore-soaked spear named, 'Gut Spiller'
<tattooed>          (Glowing) a bloody, gaping hole with teeth marks

A diamondback rattlesnake slithers around Atrissa in a circular pattern.

Skreenak says 'Skree'll leave yer ta walk freely, but when yer ready ta keel over, or
stop venturin' ya gunner live in ma shrine for ever.'
*** actually he was serious. That would have been pretty cool, I guess?

A diamondback rattlesnake rises off the ground.

Atrissa peers around her sides.

Skreenak says 'So, yer git ta do whatcher want fer now, but when yer done, ya come ta
me.'

The edges of a diamondback rattlesnake's being stretch and twist and he returns to
normal.

Skreenak grins evilly.

Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

You say to Skreenak 'That sounds like a horrible offer, your highness.'
*** That's right Atrissa!

You feel less confident.

You are slapped by Skreenak.

<civilized 100%h 98%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 12 AM> fume
Take it easy now!  Count to ten, very slowly.

Skreenak says 'Ah dinner say it were good fer ya.'
Skreenak says 'But yer git whatcher want.'

Chrournskel says to you 'On the contrary, the Cheese King could think of NO higher
compliment that could be paid.'

You say 'The two of you!'
You say 'UGH!'

Skreenak says 'And Skree'll git what he want.'

Chrournskel grins evilly at Skreenak.
Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

You say 'You can have what you want, but not how you want it.'

Atrissa presses her hand to her side.

Yotel tells you 'Your answer?'
*** Oh jeezus, you still??

You drop a goblet of fine elven wine.

Skreenak says 'AN hows dat?'

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 1 AM> shiver
Brrrrrrrrr.  You shiver uncomfortably.

Leaning towards Skreenak, Chrournskel whispers something to him.

Chrournskel nods grimly toward Skreenak with a serious stare.

You say 'I...'

Skreenak says 'Skree always gits what'e wants.'

You say 'I always willing to sing for an appreciative audience. Not matter the
crudeness.'
You say 'But I will never, ever'
You say 'Be anyone's plaything. No matter the risk.'

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 4 AM> shiver
Brrrrrrrrr.  You shiver uncomfortably.

Chrournskel says 'The Great and Glorious Goblin Lord does, because He deserves it!  He
has earned it!  He is the Greatest and Most Powerful of all the Lords and Ladies!'

A chill fills the air as the candles gutter momentarily.

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 4 AM> pray rarywey Oh, Rarywey,
anyone, please aid me!
You pray to the heavens for help!

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 5 AM> shiver
Brrrrrrrrr.  You shiver uncomfortably.

Skreenak says 'Yer ain' ah play ting. Yer get ta dance, ferever. An perform. Skree'll
bring in some audiences ifin dats whatcher want.'

You say 'You two come in here, bullying me?'
You say 'I know I have what you want.'
You say 'And only I can release it.'

Chrournskel boggles at you.

You music 'Give me room, to blossom and to bloom...'

Skreenak says to you 'Dats where yer wrong.'
Skreenak grins evilly.

Skreenak says 'You'll see dat when da time comes.'

You snort.

Seeing the humorous events before him, Skreenak chortles loudly.
Chrournskel nods grimly toward Skreenak with a serious stare.

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'Now, Fanatic.'
You are sober.

You say 'Then, I'll bloom so bright, for you. '

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 7 AM> 
Chrournskel utters the words, 'sagg eaaf'.
Chrournskel turns translucent.

You smile, pleased with yourself.

Chrournskel struts proudly.
Chrournskel bows awkwardly.

You music 'Be not surprised'
You music 'that your dark designs,'

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'Yer see Ol' Skree be likin' da words ya spits at people
bout him.'

You music 'Are not feared by me...'

Chrournskel nods grimly toward Skreenak with a serious stare.

You tell Merallus 'I am threateneed, will you aid?'
*** Some Acolyte!

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'How yer gittin' dat outta da world?'

Merallus tells you 'Where are you?'

You tell Merallus 'The Inn'

Skreenak says 'Needs dem ta hears me glory.'

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 9 AM> who
<   Gobln IMM>  Skreenak the Goblin Lord, Plague of the Prosperous
<51 Human Hea> (PK) (WANTED) Allavia Lilyx the Sister of Nature's Salutations
<21 Gnome Shf> Gnanibbnort the Student of Levitation
<    Elf  IMM>  Baerinika the Pure, Ghost of the Misty Ruin
<48 Gnome Shf> (PK) Chryskopain the Grand Eldress of Changelings
<36 W-Elf Bar> Rinn the Mistress of Song
< 3  Elf  Shf> Yotel the Spell Student
<51 H-Elf Shf> (PK)  Chrournskel the Fanatic of the Goblin Court, Deranged
Fromager of the Eternal Star
<51  Elf  Hea> (PK) Merallus the Affirmation of Life, Elder Prophet of the Light
*51 Human Bar* (PK)  Atrissa Amethiste the Grand Mistress of Artistry, Taleteller
of the Eternal Star
<47 Human Nec> (PK) Gyrthira the Spectre
< 2 Srian Ran> Karmanzi the Rustic

Players found: 12

Chrournskel nods at Skreenak.

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'Yer doin' dat here in da inn?'

Chrournskel says to Skreenak 'The Cheese King will do just that, Lord of Lords!'

You say 'He never mentions you.'

Chrournskel boggles at you.

You say 'Cheese cheese cheese. That's what he worships.'

Atrissa pushes a lock of hair behind her ear.

Chrournskel waves a hand at you as if to dismiss you.

You drink wine from a goblet of fine elven wine.
You feel tipsy.

Merallus closes his eyes with a look of concentration for a moment.
Merallus shudders slightly, and looks more vigorous.
*** My hero!

Skreenak says to you 'Didjer say summin?'

Merallus closes his eyes with a look of concentration for a moment.
Merallus shudders slightly, and looks more vigorous.

Chrournskel says to you 'The Cheese King finds you cute.'

Atrissa shuffles to Merallus' side.

Chrournskel beams a smile at Merallus.

Skreenak grins evilly.

Merallus closes his eyes and hums for an instant.

Skreenak says 'Elder prophet.'

Merallus says 'Greetings, Goblin Lord.'

Skreenak says to Merallus 'Whatcher hidin up in dat fortress? Anytin dat Skree kin
pilfer?'

Merallus says 'Nothing of any consequence that my interest the Goblin Lord.'

Skreenak sits down and thinks deeply.

Skreenak says 'Dunno ifin ah believin' dat.'

Chrournskel says to Skreenak 'The Cheese King will be Your Preacher, Lord of Lords.'

Skreenak says 'Yer always gots some gold ####e up dere.'

Merallus says 'The Fortress is warded with sigils of angels and archons, not a place of
welcome for everyone.'

Atrissa holds her stomach and leans over, then stands back up.

Merallus smiles softly.

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'Yer gunner do dat, but ah got one consideration fur ya.'

Merallus says 'Perhaps. But consider the discomfort of having blessed and consecrated
relics in your pilferer's bag.'

Chrournskel nods awkwardly and listens carefully.

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'Don' be shovin' it down everyones troats daily. GIvin' some
time in between.'

Merallus says 'The light would shine through, revealing your location.'

Chrournskel cackles gleefully at Skreenak.
Chrournskel nods at Skreenak.
Holding forward a spiked staff, Chrournskel uses it to nudge you, checking for a
response.
Chrournskel says to you 'Still salty?'

Merallus tells you 'You do not seem to be in any danger..'
*** WTH Merallus

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 6 PM> dagger chrou
That skill is automatic, and requires no input. See also: 'help automatic skill'.
*** damn dagger social bug!

Chrournskel looks at you.

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 7 PM> emote stares daggers at
Chrournskel.
Atrissa stares daggers at Chrournskel.

A chill fills the air as the candles gutter momentarily.

Skreenak says to Chrournskel 'Gits me some cheese.'

Chrournskel says to you 'That bracelet you were blessed by His Holiness to wear looks
very nice.'

Merallus says to Skreenak 'What takes the Goblin Lord here, so far away from his halls of
merriment?'

A chill fills the air as the candles gutter momentarily.

Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!
Chrournskel nods.
Chrournskel leaves west.

You say 'It was a gift, and I'm keeping it!'
You snort.

Merallus looks at you.

Skreenak says to Merallus 'Oh, yer know. Checkin' on ma investments.'

You say 'You know how great I could make you seem to the world?'
*** uh oh, now going to try to play the tactic of boldness...

Seeing the humorous events before him, Skreenak chortles loudly.

Merallus nods thoughtfully.

Chrournskel gives a serving of colby jack baked to a crunchy crust inside a shallow bread
bowl to Skreenak.
Chrournskel gives a serving of hickory smoked gouda cheese aged four years to Skreenak.
Chrournskel gives a serving of sweet brie topped with a dark chocolate drizzle to
Skreenak.

You say 'And you choose instead to, abuse me? Scare me?'

Skreenak cackles gleefully at you, a strange look in his eye.

You snort.

Skreenak says to you 'Yer know how much ah ain' care whatcher tinkin ya can do fer me,
witout yer bein' mine?'

You say 'My voice will be snuffed by you, if you wish. It will never be sweet for you, if
you wish.'
*** not sure what I was trying to say here

Skreenak says to you 'Yer want Ol'skree? Yer turn yerself over ta Skree.'

Chrournskel says to you 'Just think, you could live forever young in the Halls of the
Great and Powerful Goblin Lord!'

The edges of Chrournskel's being stretch and twist and he becomes a diamondback
rattlesnake.

You say to Skreenak 'The only thing I want from you, is your appreciation.'

Merallus closes his eyes and prays, barely perceptible in hearing.

Skreenak says to a diamondback rattlesnake 'Yer will preach ta tha masses. Spread tha
word o'ma glory.'

The edges of a diamondback rattlesnake's being stretch and twist and he returns to
normal.

Skreenak says to you 'Well, yer got more den dat honey.'

Chrournskel nods grimly toward Skreenak with a serious stare.

Throwing back his head, Skreenak cackles with insane glee!

Merallus says to you 'Discernment I bless you with, wisdom walk with you.'

With confidence Skreenak mounts a giant spider and settles in for the ride.

Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

Merallus closes his eyes and hums for an instant.

You say to Skreenak 'Perhaps you found the draft of my song at the Knight's Crest. I
wrote it before your incident.'
*** You think you can cow him with flattery Atrissa? (turns out you could, but a long
*** time til that!)

Merallus closes his eyes and hums for an instant.

Skreenak says 'Dis be borin' now.'

Chrournskel pats a giant spider on its head.

Skreenak leaves.
A giant spider leaves north.

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 12 AM> smile mer
You smile at him.

Chrournskel swoons in absolute ecstasy.

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 12 AM> l
The Bar of the Eternal Star 
  A large wooden bar fills the entire southern wall. Made of a rare red tree, it
has been finely carved, though many horrendous claw marks scar its surface. Food
is scarce near here but mugs and cups of every kind crowd the bar, filled with
boiling, thick red liquid. Shelves behind the bar that once held the rare ales
and beers have been upturned or broken, while large cracked barrels have been
strewn down below. Most of the stools near the counter are broken, but a few
have sustained working order and are scattered about for people to sit. A large
tapestry hangs over the shelves behind the bar, its finely woven surface smeared
with blood.
 

     A goblet of fine elven wine has been left here.
     A tall glass of orange and raspberry smoothie has been left here.
     A thick mass of spider webs awaits its next victim.
(Translucent) Chrournskel the half-elf is here.
Merallus the elf is here.
A headless bouncer hefts its cudgel and looks for trouble.
A hulking, hooded figure looks distracted as he passes out drinks.

Chrournskel says 'Isn't He just the best?'

You yell 'He is the worst!'

Merallus wipes a single bead of sweat from his forehead in an elegant fashion.

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 1 AM> fume
Take it easy now!  Count to ten, very slowly.

Chrournskel rolls his eyes at you.

Merallus says to you 'Well that was interesting.'

Atrissa slams a glass of fine elven wine to the floor!

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 2 AM> perform magenta kicks the
shards of glass at Chrournskel!
Atrissa kicks the shards of glass at Chrournskel!

<civilized 100%h 98%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 2 AM> fume
Take it easy now!  Count to ten, very slowly.

Chrournskel says to Merallus 'Watch out, she's got a temper.  And she's fiery hot right
now.'
Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

You say 'He think he can just...'

Merallus says to you 'You were never in any danger. The star of Baerinika shines
brightly, she would have come if one of the orcish immortals dared breach the agreement
with mortals.'
*** Yeah Baerinika I got issues with you. I saw her vis right before I took the stage,
*** sent a tell inviting her and she was all "i gotta fight evil blah blah blah"
*** Then, don't get me started on her taste in Captains.

You say to Merallus 'I prayed... Merallus'

Chrournskel boggles at the concept.
Chrournskel looks at Merallus.

You say to Merallus 'If not for you, here alone I would have been at their mercy.'

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 4 AM> shiver
Brrrrrrrrr.  You shiver uncomfortably.

Chrournskel says to you 'But He was offering you the gift of all gifts!  And you
practically slapped his face.'
Chrournskel shakes his head in dismay at your actions.

You say to Chrournskel 'Such hate you embrace?'
Chrournskel boggles at you.

You say to Chrournskel 'Such bullying...'
You snort.

Chrournskel says to himself 'Maybe you just don't understand the opposite sex.'
Chrournskel drinks milk from a glass of frothy milk.
Chrournskel drops a glass of frothy milk.
Chrournskel sacrifices a glass of frothy milk to the gods.

You say 'It is no matter. I know it is because he simply admires me so.'

Merallus stops using a rectangular buckler of demon chitin.

You say 'Probably all the more that I won't just up and be his.'

Merallus wears a rectangular buckler of demon chitin as a shield.

Merallus says to you 'Will you please post the notes I sent you, before you rest?'
*** omg are you f'ing kidding me Merallus

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 6 AM> 
You feel a divine presence guide you to new found experiences!
You are focusing your skill learning on symphonic echoes.
You have learned 3% of your reveille song.

Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 6 AM> fume meral
You stare at him, fuming.

You say to Merallus 'Seriously???'

Chrournskel falls to the ground and rolls around laughing hysterically.

Merallus raises an eyebrow.

Chrournskel moves over, still rolling on the floor, making sure to avoid the glass
shards.

You say to Chrournskel '"I know you were almost accosted by an evil goblin deity, but"'

Chrournskel gets up, still bent over cackling!

You say to Chrournskel '"Don't forget to do this thing for me"'

Chrournskel nods grimly in your direction, seeming serious.

You say 'I will post the song, because I liked it.'

Chrournskel says to you 'Do what you do best, do what other's ask of you.'
Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

You say to Chrournskel 'You know me so well.'

Atrissa crumples a piece of paper and tosses it at Merallus' feet.

You say to Merallus 'Someone else can post that. '

Chrournskel says to Merallus 'The Cheese King thinks you might have done it now.'
Chrournskel nods grimly toward Merallus with a serious stare.

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 12 PM> apol merall
You might as well apologize because he sure as hell won't.

Merallus says 'Interesting behaviour.'

You say 'I am just ever so shaken. Thank you for coming.'
*** Oh wait you have a show coming up, be nice!
You sigh at yourself.

Merallus says 'I came as quickly as I could across the astral plane, when you summoned me
in danger of an orc god.'
*** Did you though?

You nod at Merallus.

Chrournskel boggles at Merallus.
*** damn right, cheese king!

Merallus says 'Your.. behaviour is very odd.'
Merallus disappears.

Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

You say 'Well, he was rude.'

Chrournskel says to you 'The Elder Prophet had better things to do.'
Chrournskel nods grimly, a serious mood overcoming his features.
Chrournskel says to you 'You probably shouldn't have insulted my cheese.  That's
definitely what turned the tide for the worse.'
Chrournskel shrugs awkwardly, grinning.

You shrug in response to his question.

You drink wine from a goblet of fine elven wine.
You feel tipsy.
You do not feel thirsty.

You say 'You upset me.'

Chrournskel says to you 'But you look so pretty and behave so wonderfully erratically
when you're angry.'

Chrournskel pats you on your head.
Throwing back his head, Chrournskel cackles with insane glee!

You say 'And how you've got a home here, following one who amuses himself with torture
and mayhem, I'll never know. I guess your cheese is just that good.'

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl tipsy Romantic 6 PM> blush
Your cheeks are burning.

Chrournskel nods grimly in your direction, seeming serious.
Chrournskel says to you 'It is THAT good.'

You say 'I hate it.'
*** I secretly liked it, but hated it out of principle!

You give Chrournskel a crooked smile.

Chrournskel cackles gleefully at you, a strange look in his eye.
Chrournskel says 'The Cheese King should see to some writing.'
Chrournskel waves happily.

You snort.

The edges of Chrournskel's being stretch and twist and he becomes a diamondback
rattlesnake.
A diamondback rattlesnake's skin hardens with the shell of the armadillo!
A diamondback rattlesnake hisses at everyone, trying to appear dangerous.
A diamondback rattlesnake leaves north.

A chill fills the air as the candles gutter momentarily.

You sigh.

*** snip posting Merallus' poem ***

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 10 AM> note post
Ok.

<civilized 100%h 100%m 100%v 16466tnl sober Romantic 11 AM> who
<   Gobln IMM>  Skreenak the Goblin Lord, Plague of the Prosperous
<44 Svirf Shf> (PK) Capathok the Master of Shapeshifting
<22 Gnome Shf> Gnanibbnort the Student of Speed
<    Elf  IMM>  Baerinika the Pure, Ghost of the Misty Ruin 
*** Where were you when the goblin king was loose? You are no Azorrine, clearly!
< 5  Elf  Shf> Yotel the Advanced Spell Student 
*** 3 ranks in the time all this went down!
<51 H-Elf Shf> (PK)  Chrournskel the Preacher of the Goblin Court, Deranged
Fromager of the Eternal Star
*51 Human Bar* (PK)  Atrissa Amethiste the Grand Mistress of Artistry, Taleteller
of the Eternal Star
<47 Human Nec> (PK)  Gyrthira the Spectre, Magistrate of Hamsah Mu'tazz
<25 H-Drw Shf> Nighel the Animorph
< 2 Srian Ran> Karmanzi the Rustic
<18 Storm War> Duraun the Overseer
<43 Human Shf> (PK) Azmesakurith the Elder Sorcerer of Transformation
<21 Human Shf> Siwyir the Student of Levitation 
*** he was an asshole

Players found: 13

 Chrournskel: Got guilted into it after all, eh?

A chill fills the air as the candles gutter momentarily.

 Atrissa: How could I turn down an opportunity for more publicity, Chournskel?

 Chrournskel: The Cheese King understands all too well.