**We were in the middle of an induction meeting. **We had been talking and I think
**it got broken up twice due to raids or **something, then we finally meet and this
**happens.
**
**This is what happens when cabal leaders get **burnt out on interviews :p
**
**


A Rocky Path Through Sparse Woods
  The dark trees stretch high into the sky, and the thick grass and roots
take up more ground than the grayish gravel and pebbles.  To the north and
south, the forest seems to become more dense and you see birds occasionally
moving in some of the farther trees.  While most of the trees are evergreens,
a handful of hardy oaks and elms have begun to appear.  A trail winds its
way through the sparse forest to the east and to the west.
 

     (Glowing) A thaumaturgic circle is inscribed upon the ground.
A cascading column of bubbling water moves along fluidly here.
A Nightwalker stands in the shadows, breathing heavily.
Ilivarra the half-elf is resting here.


The animation leaves Ilivarra's body.

slap ilivarra
slap ilivarra
slap ilivarra
You slap Ilivarra.

slap ilivarra
You slap Ilivarra.

You slap Ilivarra.

You slap Ilivarra.

dance
You do your little dance!

hop
You hop around like a little kid.

insane
You run and hop about, yelling and screaming.

slap ilivarra
slap ilivarra
You slap Ilivarra.

slap ilivarra
You slap Ilivarra.

You slap Ilivarra.


The animation returns to Ilivarra's body.


Ilivarra growls.


Mekantos returns to his placid composure.


Ilivarra says in a pained croak 'Now where was I?  Oh yes'