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A jute-wrapped black cockatoo feather was a gift left behind by Nix, the cockatoo companion of Captain Elyssbeth at the conclusion of one of the storylines leading towards the sinking of Caligos Isle.
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You analyze your black cockatoo feather and sense that the creator has provided the following information:
The feather is a gift left behind by Nix, a cockatoo that once lived on Caligos Isle. Irrevocably bound to a Tale of Love, Nix was the cockatoo companion of Captain Elyssbeth of the ship Niima's Promise. He, along with Jothi and many adventurers, fought to free Elyssbeth from the curse that bound her to the mist-shrouded island of Caligos.
If you UNWRAP the feather, then it can be worn around the neck.
If you WRAP the feather, then it can be worn in the hair and provides a unique hair style.
It has a loresong and has access to FIDGET and TOUCH in all its forms.
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Third
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Additional Information
Loresong
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| Heralded by bawdy laughter and lively music, the image of a seaside tavern blossoms to life in your mind's eye. The swaying lamplight spills upon the denizens of one table, who loudly proclaim to any that inquire that they are the crew of the Niima's Promise, under the command of Captain Elyssbeth. A silver-eyed lithe woman offers a two finger salute anytime a mug is raised to the Captain's name. She appears jovial and relaxed, one hand lightly upon the hilt of a rapier at her side, while the other toys with the hair of a nearby sailor. Her feet are crossed upon the table, and she's quick with a ready smile for any joke and a loud cheer at the antics of her men. Slowly, the scene fades, though not before you notice that the sailor at her side has his hand on her thigh.
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| Dim lighting and the soft sound of a mandolin lend a quiet atmosphere to the small tavern that unfolds within your mind's eye. The smoke of tobacco pipes fills the air with a fragrant haze in the dim lighting. Sailors and tavern maids converse quietly amid the sleeping as the light of dawn begins to stain the windows coral and magenta. A dark-haired woman with silver eyes reclines against one wall, her feet propped up and resting upon a nearby table, where a scattering of men snore in their cups. Her silver eyes never stray from the door, which opens suddenly to admit a swarthy dwarven man.
Lifting her pipe from her mouth, she silently hails the dwarf, who quickly joins her at the table. They speak in quiet tones, the woman listening as her free hand toys with the hair of the sailor whose head is in her lap. The dwarf speaks for a long time, gesturing animatedly as he does, and after a while they seem to come to some kind of agreement. Lifting her hand from the sailor's hair, they shake, and the dwarf departs.
Slipping from her hair, a cockatoo whistles loudly and says, "Don't trust the Junderthal."
Chuckling, she chides the bird, "If I listened to only you, Nix, we'd never get a job."
The cockatoo ruffles his feathers and prances across her shoulder to disappear into her hair once more.
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| Fingers of mist obscure your vision, the ethereal bands producing a phantom sound and an icy chill. A low, monotone sound ripples through the air, but nothing echoes back. Slipping through the fog to gaze over the bow, a silver-eyed woman scratches the tummy of the cockatoo on her shoulder as she gazes into the obscuring depths.
"Steady helmsman," she calls out.
"Craning her neck slightly, she calls up into the sky, "Keep your weather eye to the Damsel, Jothi. Once you see her lanterns, you yell!"
The rattle of the rigging clanking against the mast seems overly loud in the prevailing silence as long moments stretch into minutes. Indigo lights begin to appear just off the starboard side of the ship, and the mists begin to thin. As a cry from the crow's nest rings through the air, a ship appears, causing the last of heavy fog to disperse.
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| "Jothi," you hear a sultry voice chide from just ahead of you. "There is nothing to fear. The island is literally littered with the treasures of a long dead people. Everywhere we go, there is something to be discovered. Take these caves, for instance. There are six skeletons in them layered with jewels and treasures."
From the dark, the pale face of a silver-eyed elven woman fills your vision. Her smile is radiant and carefree as she reaches for your hand.
"I don't know, Ellie," you hear yourself saying as she drags you deeper into the cave. "This mist is dangerous. It is hurting some of us, and I've seen you flinch. Even Nix is being strange."
You move with the momentum the tug affords you, but reluctantly. Laughing, she turns and picks something up out of the sand.
"You know," she says absently to you as she dusts the ring off.
"You'd have less wrinkles around your eyes if you worried less, and I'd like you to be around for many more years to come," she says with a smile.
She holds the ring to the light and then slips it on her hand. To your horror, indigo lines snake up her arm, and the mist around you thickens.
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| Black cockatoo feather Information
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| Type
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Fluff
Feature altering
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| Item Classification
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Accessory
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| Item(s) Applied to
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Feather
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| Alterable
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No
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| Light/Deep
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No
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| Feature(s) Altered
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Hair
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| Original Release Venue
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Caligos Isle
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| Quest Item
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Yes
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| Loresong
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Yes
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| Restrictions
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Cannot be altered in any way
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