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« on: October 27, 2012, 01:40:34 am »
*SehKy watches the exchange with with a tears of joy, being so happy for Tyillaan. His hopes for Tyillaan go even higher as Ty is invited to stay and she accepts. He sets down the blind contour line drawing, leaving it behind where it lay... forgotten. Grinnig from ear to ear he looks to Jil then back to Tyillaan*
The Razorback Syndicate: Flesh and Magic
SehKy attends the Festival of Flesh and Magic in Spellgard. He and others save the city of Spellgard and Haven from lycanthrope tainted wine brought to the festivals to bring the Cities to their knees. Afterward SehKy parties with young elven bachelor mages but does not flirt with women because his heart is spoken for.
Arthenon's Notes; Arthenon's Pentagram with blue fire; and Arthenon's Censer of Incense were destroyed by Abjurer Laurel (Brewmaster) of Spellgard at SehKy's request. Now that the "How to become a litch" animated book is destroyed SehKy can sleep bettter, and hopefully the dark elves and dark mages will give SehKy a little more 'space'.
« on: October 24, 2012, 04:27:29 pm »
[FONT="Calibri","sans-serif"]**Inspired by his emotions and the imagery, SehKy sits next to Jil to create a blind contour line drawing of the dancers, his eyes never looking at the parchment.*[/FONT]
« on: October 18, 2012, 11:34:58 am »
*SehKy envisions his own version of the events taking place. He stands in a dark swampy forest of weeping willows at night. Firefly's blink randomly between the draping willow branches distracting his eyes. Andrew's and Cord's music travel across the landscape amplified by the water and mature coals of a fire pit glow somewhere behind him. The willows move to amplified pressure waves from the dancing of Tyillaan's shadow. In his vision, the ambiance pulses with hope. *
« on: October 12, 2012, 10:25:10 pm »
[FONT="Calibri","sans-serif"]*smiles softly with enthusiastic support* Tyllian, consider your well-practiced dance of the archer. The raise, draw, aim and release combined with the duck, dodge and jump that you perform with such impossible grace. Put yourself inside the dance of the panther, *said passionatly*silent feet, gracefully avoiding the shafts of moonlight that penetrate the dense canopy. Tyllian you are an accomplished dancer. [/FONT]
Power and Prestige Quest: Taur'en Dwarven hold the group rescues a group or dwarves. To break a curse in the tunnels under the dwarven hold, Griff let go of his animosity towards elves. SehKy becomes inspired (possibly by Ilsare) and enters into the Brotherhood Blood Oath of with Griff.
« on: October 03, 2012, 11:45:06 pm »
*SehKy steps back, suddenly feeling shy, to stand quietly next to Jil, giving Jil a quick hopefilled glance*
« on: October 01, 2012, 09:26:13 pm »
*softly smiles over at Jil, reaching for and squeezing Jil's hand before turning turning back to Talia... SehKy reaches for Tyillaan's hand and reaches for Talia's hand and joins their hands together praying to Ilsare in his head.* Talia, this is Tyillaan.
« on: September 29, 2012, 11:28:14 pm »
*SehKy with confidant ease and happy relaxed demeanor* Talia, it brings me great pleasure to introduce to you my dear friends Jilseponie, Cord and Andrew who came with me to escort Tyillaan here to meet you *squeezing Tyillaan about the shoulders* and to give Tyillaan their support. For all but Andrew this is their first visit to the Breath and I pray not their last.
SehKy: Scout and Archer of Ilsare, who carried the longbow bow named "Love" and served under Lead Scout, Jil Kendall. SehKy was a specialist at driving spell casters to distraction with his enchanted and imbued arrows.
« on: September 19, 2012, 03:33:41 pm »
*gives Tyillaan a compassionate smile with her hug and whispers* Have faith in Ilsare Tyillaan, give her your heart and have faith.
« on: September 18, 2012, 09:01:46 am »
*SehKy talks to Tyillaan, Jil and Cord as they walk* Tyillaan, Jil, Cord *getting their attention*, as we walk the Breath and you see thoes about us express themselves and their passions, I want you to remember this: It is not skill Ilsare desires but passion for the art and expression of the self. You may be inspired to express yourself here in ways outside your areas of comfort, to dance, sing, paint, sculpt, carve, fletch, or write. Feel at ease in that none here will ridicule you for lacking skill, ever. This is a place where you can discover yourself without the risks and baggage found outside the Breath. Feel free to explore yourself. Express your passions in ways you have never tried before. Discovering new beauty inside yourself can be the greatest challenge, with the greatest reward. *stops the group and gathers everyones hands to his own; then closes his eyes a moment in prayer* May Ilsare grant us all inspiration and the courage to follow that inspiration while we are here at the Breath.
« on: September 17, 2012, 04:47:21 pm »
*SehKy holds Jil's eyes for a moment blushing, before shying away embarrassed*
« on: September 17, 2012, 12:01:08 am »
*With a look of compassion and understanding SehKy responds to Jil, his voice carries as the words are obviously for more than just Jil* There is one dark elf of the Ilsarian faith, the Nave Talia Hycinth, whom I have arranged a meeting with Tyillaan. Nave Hycinth has helped a select few dark elves learn the ways of the Heartsong. A few Ilsarian dark elves, among a faith of thousands, make them extremely rare and precious. The repute of those few is a small drip compared to the repute torrent of the murderous hordes of the deep. I would suspect most at the Breath have never seen a dark elf aside from rare sightings of those known few, darkelves of the Heartsong. I pray that those of the Breath come to know Tyillaan, as I know her, and yet at the same time keep up their vigilance against dark elves who would threaten the Breath.
Ilsarian faith is between the individual and Ilsare. Faith does not depend on a hierarchy caste of clerics to tell you what to do or hand down edicts *makes a face*. You give your heart to Ilsare or you do not. It is up to the individual to have faith in Ilsare.
*moves to give Tyillaan a reasuring shoulder squeeze* Jil, my point is, many here will never be able to accept Tyillaan as a friend; or overcome fear to even speak with Tyillaan; but they will come to accept Tyillaan as Ilsarian and some will even be able to free themselves from prejudices and seek the inner beauty of Tyillaan as I have. In many ways seeking inner beauty is a divine act for an Ilsarian; the harder the beauty is to find; the more it makes Ilsare smile when you find it. The shock of another dark elf that follows the Heartsong will wear off in time.
I can understand loosing spells due to +int gear. I can understand loosing spells to +int feats. I can follow that slots could be lost from the server applying skins and what not when I log in.
What I don't understand is why I loose all 8th lvl spells when at least one is guaranteed from being a lvl 15 wizard. The first 8th lvl spell slot I don't get from a feat; race skin; or from gear but I still loose it.
I hope my observation might help the scripters help all that are affected.
Sadly it is every single time... such as relogging to get rid of horse aura...or crash recovery. What is strange is that I loose all level eight spells... I get at least one 8th level slot for being a level 15 wizard so I should not loose that one if it were due to just jewlery alone. Right?
NOTE: SehKy only gets +1 int total from gear he wears.
« on: September 03, 2012, 11:48:30 am »
Trail signs representing borders would be helpful so as a players, we are more aware of when we are taking our chars into a unfriendly kingdom, and to reinforce the RP at border crossings.
"Tri'As'gra! That trail goes to the Sun kingdom unless you want to be enslaved.. or ahh you want to raid them and free some brothers and sisters *smiles at the druid bear*, lets go!"
« on: September 03, 2012, 11:23:13 am »
**Occasionally SehKy, skips off to sample herbs he spots on the way, selecting a sample here and there for dinner. His heart soars as they travel, telling anyone who will listen, endless stories of all he has seen at the Breath before.. Gatherings of the Pink, Gatherings of the Red, the music, dancing, colorful tents, performances and all the artists he knows or has met.*