Post by Kolava on Apr 6, 2004 15:15:05 GMT -5
{{Ruins? Or improves? That's for you to decide}}
OnlineHost: ICrushedEssenceI has entered the room.
OnlineHost: Slow Selah has entered the room.
Rob87DM: ::the creature, who rarely made public appearances outside of
GoldenMyst anymore, could be found deep in the Cathedral's main hall, sitting
on an otherwise empty pew with his paws tucked under him on the wooden
bench::
Rob87DM: ::on his forehead rested the Ghid, a thumbnail sized crystal of
aquamarine hue, whose many facets caught the stained glass-filtered light
that filled the vaulted ceiling and empty floor::
ICrushedEssenceI: -He had heard this was where to find Kolava and so he
would make his way to the castle. Stepping inside he would look about before
stepping in slowly. He could only feel one person here and thus decided to
head for it, though he
ICrushedEssenceI: stopped for a second to see if Emma might have followed
him-
Rob87DM: ::utterly still and bathed in those scattered colors, he appeared
almost like a misplaced statue, or a forgotten stuffed animal::
ICrushedEssenceI: -Seeing she had not he would proceed onward. Following
that feeling he would eventually find himself within that cathedral. Eyes
blinked a bit in the light before he slowly took steps within it-
Rob87DM: ::upon hearing a noise in the antechamber, his large ears would
perk and his barely opened eyes would steal a glance over his shoulder:: Oh.
ICrushedEssenceI: -he blinked seeing that almost statue like being move.
Stopping a bit he would glance over him- Forgive my intrusion....I am Essence
of the Republic of Umbra Victis..
Rob87DM: ::his voice, every word like an ethereal echo, drifts from his
empty pew as his head turns to face forewards again:: No need for such
formalities in a place of worship.
ICrushedEssenceI: Very well then....-he would step further within, bowing
slightly to him- Might you be the one named Kolava?
Rob87DM: Names are Society's tethers, binding each individual into his or
her predetermined role--I do not believe in them. ::he still faced forward,
the back of his presented to to the man who walked along the long aisle::
Rob87DM: But, to answer your question, yes. I was the one saw fit to be
named Kolava.
Rob87DM: back of his head*
ICrushedEssenceI: Names are tethers of society...though they help us to
determine who is who. if you would bless me with a better way to know you
then I would gladly use it. -he would step a bit further in before stopping-
Seeing as you are he who I
ICrushedEssenceI: seek though....might you be willing to help me?
Slow Selah: ::Outside the cathedral, indeed Emma saw fit to follow Essence.
A portal limned in onyx and emerald appeared in it's own radiance, and out of
it stepped the tall chronomancer, garbed in her fighting dress, followed by
her
Rob87DM: ::now that the man was at his row, he turns his head very slightly
to slide those feral green eyes from his toes to his face:: Hm?
Rob87DM: Help you? I barely know you. ::a stifled laugh, then silence; the
creature's meditation had barely been interupted by this conversation so
far::
Slow Selah: crystalline cat. Atalaya was more like a lion, cut from pure
diamond than cat, whose every step sounded like a chiming of crystal melody.
Once she was free of the portal, she tucked her stones away, and continued
inward, as her cat
Slow Selah: followed behind, every step showing a sliver of fair flesh as
her dress was split up both sides to give her better movement on the
battlefield. She smiled seeing Essence and moved to stand beside him, giving
a kind smile to the one
Slow Selah: he was speaking to, and a nod of greeting.::
ICrushedEssenceI: Aye...well of course I will be willing to do whatever it
is you wish in return. I merely require a pair of gloves if you could spare
them
Rob87DM: ::the creature was a bit over a meter tall when it stood on its
hind legs, but at the moment it was sitting, and seemed quite miniscule
compared to the two who stood near it:: What makes you think I have needs you
can forfil?
Rob87DM: ::the mentioned gloves were out of sight, concealed by that tail
which was wrapped around his base::
ICrushedEssenceI: I do not know if you have any needs I can fulfill....but
you might think up something that would merit you relinquishing apair of
gloves to me...
Rob87DM: It's quite tactless to make promises you cannot keep. Besides,
there is no need to remunerate me. ::he rose a forepaw from beneath that tail
to gesture back in the direction they had come from:: There are plenty of
gloves in the
Rob87DM: antechamber, just ask a servant. ::as he gestured, the dark
faux-leather surface of his surrogate hand could be seen in the dim, colored
lights before it was tucked away again::
ICrushedEssenceI: Their gloves would not suit me..-he sighed a bit and
leaned against the pew- As you know we have a scavenger hunt going on...it is
those gloves I seek and I am asking if there is a way I can gain them from
you...
ICrushedEssenceI: This is my first year here and I seek to win this hunt....
Rob87DM: A scavenger hunt? ::he wracked his memory, unsure for a moment that
he remembered entering the competition:: Oh, right, the game.
Rob87DM: Tell me, fellow, of what price is your thumb to you?
Rob87DM: ::those eyes, opening fully at last, fell upon Essence's thumbs::
ICrushedEssenceI: -he thought on it for a moment and sighed a little. He did
not wish to loose his thumb but he would if he had to to win this- At the
very least it is worth a pair of gloves to me..if that is what you imply...
Rob87DM: ::he screwed up his face in disgust:: What sort of fool are you?
What use is a glove with no thumb? Would you sell your farm for seed, or sell
your horse for a wagon?
Rob87DM: You need to get your priorities straight. ::turning to face
forwards again, his eyes drift closed once more; it seemed, by all outward
signs, that he was done with the conversation::
ICrushedEssenceI: I'll not be wearing these gloves sir....and I will
sacrifice a thumb if I have to to obtain them. I am no fool....I jus thave a
strong desire to make my republic proud
ICrushedEssenceI: Besides......A thumb can be regrown with the help of a
proper healer..
ICrushedEssenceI: I would confess I was merely thinking that I might cheat
you out of the gloves by performing an act that would be of no consequence to
me...
Slow Selah: ::She furrowed her brow, what in the heavens was going on here.
She looked between the two of them, then tugged at Essence.:: Come on, luv,
let's go train or something. What are you doing here?
Rob87DM: ::though his eyes remained closed, his shook his head and muttered
to himself:: Even the sanctity of the body is no barrier anymore...
Rob87DM: ::he looked to the female sympathetically:: I apologise for wasting
your time, m'lady, but this fellow was attempting to take my thumbs, and I
had to ask why.
ICrushedEssenceI: I was trying to obtain the gloves for the scavenger hunt
love...-he sighed in defeat and sunk to her- I wanted to help us win...so I
could be of use to the republic. I might not be strong enough to win any
fights for us..but I
OnlineHost: ICrushedEssenceI has entered the room.
OnlineHost: Slow Selah has entered the room.
Rob87DM: ::the creature, who rarely made public appearances outside of
GoldenMyst anymore, could be found deep in the Cathedral's main hall, sitting
on an otherwise empty pew with his paws tucked under him on the wooden
bench::
Rob87DM: ::on his forehead rested the Ghid, a thumbnail sized crystal of
aquamarine hue, whose many facets caught the stained glass-filtered light
that filled the vaulted ceiling and empty floor::
ICrushedEssenceI: -He had heard this was where to find Kolava and so he
would make his way to the castle. Stepping inside he would look about before
stepping in slowly. He could only feel one person here and thus decided to
head for it, though he
ICrushedEssenceI: stopped for a second to see if Emma might have followed
him-
Rob87DM: ::utterly still and bathed in those scattered colors, he appeared
almost like a misplaced statue, or a forgotten stuffed animal::
ICrushedEssenceI: -Seeing she had not he would proceed onward. Following
that feeling he would eventually find himself within that cathedral. Eyes
blinked a bit in the light before he slowly took steps within it-
Rob87DM: ::upon hearing a noise in the antechamber, his large ears would
perk and his barely opened eyes would steal a glance over his shoulder:: Oh.
ICrushedEssenceI: -he blinked seeing that almost statue like being move.
Stopping a bit he would glance over him- Forgive my intrusion....I am Essence
of the Republic of Umbra Victis..
Rob87DM: ::his voice, every word like an ethereal echo, drifts from his
empty pew as his head turns to face forewards again:: No need for such
formalities in a place of worship.
ICrushedEssenceI: Very well then....-he would step further within, bowing
slightly to him- Might you be the one named Kolava?
Rob87DM: Names are Society's tethers, binding each individual into his or
her predetermined role--I do not believe in them. ::he still faced forward,
the back of his presented to to the man who walked along the long aisle::
Rob87DM: But, to answer your question, yes. I was the one saw fit to be
named Kolava.
Rob87DM: back of his head*
ICrushedEssenceI: Names are tethers of society...though they help us to
determine who is who. if you would bless me with a better way to know you
then I would gladly use it. -he would step a bit further in before stopping-
Seeing as you are he who I
ICrushedEssenceI: seek though....might you be willing to help me?
Slow Selah: ::Outside the cathedral, indeed Emma saw fit to follow Essence.
A portal limned in onyx and emerald appeared in it's own radiance, and out of
it stepped the tall chronomancer, garbed in her fighting dress, followed by
her
Rob87DM: ::now that the man was at his row, he turns his head very slightly
to slide those feral green eyes from his toes to his face:: Hm?
Rob87DM: Help you? I barely know you. ::a stifled laugh, then silence; the
creature's meditation had barely been interupted by this conversation so
far::
Slow Selah: crystalline cat. Atalaya was more like a lion, cut from pure
diamond than cat, whose every step sounded like a chiming of crystal melody.
Once she was free of the portal, she tucked her stones away, and continued
inward, as her cat
Slow Selah: followed behind, every step showing a sliver of fair flesh as
her dress was split up both sides to give her better movement on the
battlefield. She smiled seeing Essence and moved to stand beside him, giving
a kind smile to the one
Slow Selah: he was speaking to, and a nod of greeting.::
ICrushedEssenceI: Aye...well of course I will be willing to do whatever it
is you wish in return. I merely require a pair of gloves if you could spare
them
Rob87DM: ::the creature was a bit over a meter tall when it stood on its
hind legs, but at the moment it was sitting, and seemed quite miniscule
compared to the two who stood near it:: What makes you think I have needs you
can forfil?
Rob87DM: ::the mentioned gloves were out of sight, concealed by that tail
which was wrapped around his base::
ICrushedEssenceI: I do not know if you have any needs I can fulfill....but
you might think up something that would merit you relinquishing apair of
gloves to me...
Rob87DM: It's quite tactless to make promises you cannot keep. Besides,
there is no need to remunerate me. ::he rose a forepaw from beneath that tail
to gesture back in the direction they had come from:: There are plenty of
gloves in the
Rob87DM: antechamber, just ask a servant. ::as he gestured, the dark
faux-leather surface of his surrogate hand could be seen in the dim, colored
lights before it was tucked away again::
ICrushedEssenceI: Their gloves would not suit me..-he sighed a bit and
leaned against the pew- As you know we have a scavenger hunt going on...it is
those gloves I seek and I am asking if there is a way I can gain them from
you...
ICrushedEssenceI: This is my first year here and I seek to win this hunt....
Rob87DM: A scavenger hunt? ::he wracked his memory, unsure for a moment that
he remembered entering the competition:: Oh, right, the game.
Rob87DM: Tell me, fellow, of what price is your thumb to you?
Rob87DM: ::those eyes, opening fully at last, fell upon Essence's thumbs::
ICrushedEssenceI: -he thought on it for a moment and sighed a little. He did
not wish to loose his thumb but he would if he had to to win this- At the
very least it is worth a pair of gloves to me..if that is what you imply...
Rob87DM: ::he screwed up his face in disgust:: What sort of fool are you?
What use is a glove with no thumb? Would you sell your farm for seed, or sell
your horse for a wagon?
Rob87DM: You need to get your priorities straight. ::turning to face
forwards again, his eyes drift closed once more; it seemed, by all outward
signs, that he was done with the conversation::
ICrushedEssenceI: I'll not be wearing these gloves sir....and I will
sacrifice a thumb if I have to to obtain them. I am no fool....I jus thave a
strong desire to make my republic proud
ICrushedEssenceI: Besides......A thumb can be regrown with the help of a
proper healer..
ICrushedEssenceI: I would confess I was merely thinking that I might cheat
you out of the gloves by performing an act that would be of no consequence to
me...
Slow Selah: ::She furrowed her brow, what in the heavens was going on here.
She looked between the two of them, then tugged at Essence.:: Come on, luv,
let's go train or something. What are you doing here?
Rob87DM: ::though his eyes remained closed, his shook his head and muttered
to himself:: Even the sanctity of the body is no barrier anymore...
Rob87DM: ::he looked to the female sympathetically:: I apologise for wasting
your time, m'lady, but this fellow was attempting to take my thumbs, and I
had to ask why.
ICrushedEssenceI: I was trying to obtain the gloves for the scavenger hunt
love...-he sighed in defeat and sunk to her- I wanted to help us win...so I
could be of use to the republic. I might not be strong enough to win any
fights for us..but I
