Revelia Carnivale - 2025-07-12 - Carnivale Concert (log)

Performances (and door prizes) from the Revelia Carnivale Concert, held 12 Koaratos 5125 (July 12, 2025), hosted by House Aspis and House Paupers.

Opening and Welcome

[Den of the Dragon]

Some open curtains of heavy, dark green velvet drape the vast stage, and argent tenting protects it and the closest from the elements without ruining the view of the rest of the audience. Globes of ethereal, magical lights hang overhead, beaming their glows in strategic directions controlled by a series of overhead ropes and pulleys that disappear behind the dark, backstage curtains. A shiny silver plaque adorns the front of a podium to the right of the stage and a walkway leads up and out.

Obvious exits: none

s>l seom
You see Seomanthe Bartley the Riverboat Captain.
She appears to be a Human from Bourth.
She is tall and has a delicately lithe build.  She appears to be in her middle years.  She has rich, pensive green-gold eyes and pallid, densely freckled ivory skin.  She has short, copper-sheened sable hair pushed back behind her ears, and tucked with a gold-nibbed cream owl feather on one side.  She has tiny laugh lines radiating from the outer corners of her eyes.
She has a tattoo of a fan of brilliant white hawk feathers behind her right ear, an ornery orange pixie tattoo on her ankle, and a small dark shard-shaped mark on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a vaalin-swept illthorn leaf pin in her left hand.
She is wearing a shimmering rainbow pelisse, a deep plum pinstriped grey waistcoat over some opalescent myklian scale armor, a fitted white linen shirt with unbuttoned sleeves, a pair of red wool mittens, a dual-scabbard elegant grey swordbelt, a hip-slung ashen leather kit, a small rainbow-beaded coin purse, a large sack, some silken rainbow hued knee-breeches caught with a carved amber clasp, and some colorful socks and suede clogs.

Seomanthe stamps her way around a podium!

Seomanthe recites:

    "Revel Revelia!"


Seomanthe recites:

    "Hello and welcome to the long awaited grand Revelia Concert!"


Seomanthe recites:

    "I hope you've all been doing your parts to being joy and festivities to this lovely Revelia season?"

Seomanthe inclines her ear, listening intently.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Thank you all for coming out to join us at all the events from the parade, to divination, to theatre productions, and now to the grand concert
     Where we pay our respects to all the Revelian patrons with the inspirations of the muses!"


Seomanthe recites:

    "Let's please start off with a warm round of applause for our Revelian host with the most, Traiva, for all she does every year!"

Aerocus applauds.
Arbeia applauds politely.
Yunni just nudged Ibar.
Seomanthe applauds Traiva.
Jaired applauds Traiva.
Traiva stands up.

Traiva curtsies gracefully.
Ibar hoots at Traiva.
Riend applauds Traiva warmly.

Traiva appreciatively mouths, "Thank you all."

Traiva sits down next to Tolwynn.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Without further ado, I shall deliver you into her capable hands to get this show on the road!"


Traiva gives Seomanthe a warm buss on the lips.
Traiva laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Speaking to Seomanthe, Traiva says, "Oh, I do have to speak after all."
Traiva raises her voice in merry laughter.
Traiva stands up.

(Traiva moves to stand in front of the stage.)

s>l traiva
You see Chatelaine Traiva Verethundi the Frontier Philanthropist.
She appears to be an Aelotoi of the Mrae'ni Clan.
She is petite in stature and has an hourglass figure.  She appears to be in the flower of life.  She has smoldering, viridian-flecked dark hazel eyes and rose-tinted ivory skin.  She has hip length, softly curled deep cordovan hair held back behind the ears by a translucent organza rosette framed by a fan of ivory peahen feathers.  She has a heart-shaped face and high cheekbones.  She has semilustrous barely pink polish brushed onto her faintly rounded fingernails.  She has a pair of jade-veined elongated emerald wings.
She has a knotwork and dragonfly tattoo on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a lace-chained silver choker riddled with tiny pink-tinged dark grey rose robins, an off-shoulder misty rose silk dress with a woven silver corset, a latticed pink gold ring laden with tiny magnolia white pearl blossoms, a long-chained chatelaine of semi-translucent glass petals, and some opaque spidersilk stockings under a pair of nacreous starling-beaded branch-inked silk slippers.
A mist-shrouded carpet of ghostly white flora sprouts across Traiva's feet, the tendrils of hazy fog ascending across her rose-tinted ivory skin.

Traiva recites:

    "First of all, as they are here with us, I want to give my thanks to Aurien and Dremerie, who spearheaded Bardfest for so many years...
     And who continue to let us use this wonderful theater for our Carnivale Concert."

Traiva praises Aurien.
Dremerie bows to Traiva.

Traiva praises Dremerie.
Aurien bows.
Dremerie smiles as she blows kisses to Traiva.

Traiva recites:

    "Were it not for Bardfest, there would not be a Revelia Carnivale, quite truthfully."

Traiva recites:

    "Before we get to prizes..."

Traiva recites:

    "Dremerie's voice is failing her this evening, so it is up to mine to fill a large presence."

Traiva recites:

    "If you have any little animals scurrying about you, or a smoky cigar, or anything else that may distract from our performances tonight...
      
     QUIET THEM DOWN."

Traiva says, "Or I will toss you into Dremerie's locker where you will never be heard from again."
Traiva smirks.

Ouidanna screams!
Seomanthe cackles!
Ouidanna quickly ducks behind Aerocus.
Speaking raptly to Traiva, Evii whispers aloud, "So forceful..."

Sulien quietly muses, "Dremerie's locker is not such a bad place to spend eternity."
Seomanthe grins at Sulien.

Speaking to Dremerie, Traiva asks, "Was I close enough?"
Traiva grins at Dremerie.

Dremerie teasingly says, "The males aren't allowed out of the locker until they don a gown and all the trimmings."
Dremerie winks at Traiva.
Traiva raises her voice in merry laughter.
Aurien scoffs at Dremerie.

Traiva removes a latticed vert suede bag draped in thin gold chains from in her back-slit cloak.
Pinching the toggle on her vert suede bag, Traiva opens her bag and you hear the low-pitched buzzing of a bee as the flap is opened.
Traiva imperceptibly nods towards the plump bee stitched into the side of her vert suede bag, murmuring quietly to the insect as it suddenly comes to life.  The bee zips around as it buzzes excitedly, dipping into the bag as it begins to shake.  A moment passes before the bee's backside reemerges, tugging a vaalin-swept illthorn leaf pin as it slips free of the bag's interior and into Traiva's waiting hand.  With a final somersault, the bee returns to stillness.

Traiva says, "So then..."
Traiva recites:

    "Who is ready for the first Door Prize?"

Seomanthe lets loose a loud whoop of delight.
Traiva put a latticed vert suede bag draped in thin gold chains in her back-slit cloak.
Traiva lets out a cheer!

Speaking knowingly to Traiva, Evii informs, "Aerocus is."
Dremerie melodically exclaims, "A nice purple door!"
Dremerie nods at Traiva.

Traiva says, "Here we go..."

Traiva places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Missoni.  Missoni wins!

Traiva turns to Missoni and cheers!
Missoni's face lights up with joy.

Traiva removes a flagon-shaped white crystal from in her crushed velvet satchel.
Traiva gazes thoughtfully at her white crystal.
Speaking to her white crystal, Traiva says, "You are not a Door... But I suppose you will do for now."
Traiva offers Missoni a flagon-shaped white crystal.
Missoni accepts Traiva's white crystal.
Speaking appreciatively to Traiva, Missoni says, "Thank you."

Traiva recites:

    "With this, I am handing the talking back to everyone's favorite announcer. . .
     Seomanthe!"

Traiva turns to Seomanthe and cheers!
Traiva sits down next to Tolwynn.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Alrighty Revelians, let's see what the muses have wrought for us in the hearts of our friends!"

Seomanthe smiles.

Yardie Performs

Seomanthe recites:

    "Please put open your art-hearts and put your hands together for our first performer of the evening ... 
      
      Please welcome - Yardie!"

s>l yardi
You see Blade Yardie the Palestra of Kraken's Folly.
He appears to be a Faendryl Dark Elf.
He is of ordinary height and has a trim build.  He appears to be young.  He has intense indigo-limned amethyst eyes and silken black skin.  He has very long, straight blue-black hair streaked with a white stripe down the center.  He has a narrow face, a flaring nose and full lips.  He has a puckered, raised scar on the back of his left hand that forms a perfectly symmetrical spiderweb.  He also has a tapered jawline and well-proportioned features.  He has a salt-stained bright satin parrot perched on his shoulder.
He has an inked crimson crest depicting a crossed quill and rose on his wrist, and a vaalin-swept black stone half-ring in the upper ridge of his left ear.
He is in good shape.
An ebon-sheened silvery lor quill is tucked behind his ear.
He is wearing an enameled onyx night sky pendant, an intricately woven necklace of coppery damask and sable flyrsilk ribbons, a mithglin coil suspending a small quill, an ebon-sheened silvery lor quill, a lor triskele inset with three ebon-veined despanals, a mithglin-hued marbrinus shirt buttoned with silver, a faceted obsidian signet band, a thin etched eahnor band, a delicately crafted hexagonal mithglin ring, a polished silver pocket watch with a fine silver chain, a pair of tailored sable linen trousers, and a pair of cushioned silver-threaded black socks under a set of charcoal-hued bourde brogues with rounded toes.
A medley of woodland creatures stand behind Yardie, leaving a blur of fur and feathers as they scamper around.

Arbeia applauds Yardie.
Evii applauds wildly!
Peatwyn applauds.
Sulien applauds Yardie.
Jaired applauds Yardie.
Missoni applauds Yardie warmly.

Yardie rubs his hands over his shirt nervously as an expression of unease flits across his face.
Yardie picks at the fabric of his shirt with worried fingers, his eyes darting this way and that.
Yardie nervously says, "Errr....uhh...if you were here years past, I was telling a tale.  This is...err.....well...."
Yardie takes a deep breath.

Riend cocks her head at Yardie.
Tearieyes's brass earring pulses with energy.  The pulsing fades and a bright brass amulet accented with an emerald remains.
Yardie slowly empties his lungs.

(Yardie nods to an unheard rhythm, keeping a cadence with a footstop, holding a beat to match his flow.)

Yardie recites:

    "Happily Ever Vathor -- a tale about an eccentric pair,
     An incarandine demon befriends a Faendryl drunkard with some shrewd flair,
     Both strangers of their own domains, no strangers to a world of pain,
     Destined to wander off and never return to home again."

Aurien gazes in awe at Yardie.
Evii nods rhythmically.
Ouidanna beams!

Yardie recites:

    "From there, we ventured past beyond the Basilica's sordid screams,
     Following the duo into the Valance of Lucid Dreams.
     Where Yiriel ventured into the scintillating colors of the vathor home
     Cast aside by rivals, fractures pulled the union splitting them alone."

Arelder gazes with interest at Yardie.
Yunni gazes with interest at Yardie.

Yardie recites:

    "Tonight, we will hear the final chapter of this peculiar duo,
     Life after loss, stuck in the doldrums, forlorn with nowhere to go,
     I present the Faded Void, the schism plagued with both joy and loss
     Pulled in futility, their memories the prize, the pain of absence serving as the cost."

Arbeia turns an inquisitive ear toward Yardie.

Yardie recites:

    "Embarrassed.  Ashamed.  Soul damaged.  To blame.
     In every turn, Yiriel had been ridden with shame.
     The torment.  Inane.  His reputation, defamed.
     An outsider, their bond forged from differences, declaimed."

Yardie recites:

    "And yet, the absence set their friendship aflame
     The bottle of savory rum no longer the release it became.
     The vathor, so different, their connection, the same.
     "I'll return to that valance and be free with you," he exclaimed."

Tearieyes nods slowly.
Missoni leans forward.

Yardie recites:

    "And yet, in that valance, amongst the demons the dwell,
     The vathor that had been pried from his rage-filled shell,
     The fires that had been foraged amongst the unknown that some called hell
     Had been tranquilled by the Faendryl who's kind manor succeeded in its task to quell."

Evii smiles and taps her foot quietly in time with the cadence.

Yardie recites:

    "Its essence, more than savage, more than violent, had fell.
     The other demons were reluctant to dissuade their ally or dispel
     The vathor no longer accepting the forced farewell,
     Once more escaped the confines of the valence that was his cell."

Yardie recites:

    "More than blood, more than flesh, more than mind and soul
     Brothers from different worlds, now severed, their union now their goal
     The Faded Void is not the own cast by the sorcerer's might
     But fools in darkness unable to break through the light."

Yardie recites:

    "More than blood, more than flesh, more than mind and soul
     Brothers from different worlds, now severed, their union now their goal
     The Faded Void is not the own cast by the sorcerer's might
     But fools in darkness unable to break through the light."

Yardie recites:

    "Yiriel returned to the demonwall,
     Prying through the law enforcers that seemed to scratch and stall.
     Dodging the spells and spears of the people that he disobeyed
     Their constant jeers he ignored, he would not be dismayed."

Yardie recites:

    "The vathor peeled the valence, tearing through the fabric air.
     The screams of angry beast behind as the vathor clawed and teared
     To where it all began, the Demonwall where evil lurked
     Where those who guarded and roamed and patrolled with malicious smirks."

Yardie recites:

    ""A vathor!" someone screamed into the frigid night.
     Blue flames licked the ground, the vathor bore his fangs ready for a fight.
     Swords and spears touched his flesh but couldn't pierce his flesh.
     No guarantee that their weapons could harm the beast no mattered if they're blessed."

Evii bites her lip.
Seomanthe shivers.
Margrathe is hugging herself.
Tenacity's face turns slightly pale.

Yardie recites:

    "Claws and fangs tore though its enemies, bodies littered the ground.
     The massacre perking dark pointy ears toward the ferocious sound.
     But undeterred the two sped to each other drawn to the other's voice
     Never settling, never accepting their once denied choice."

Ouidanna frowns.
Evii trembles.

Yardie recites:

    ""My vathor friend?" Yiriel inquired with hurried steps,
     The beast swung his head and flapped his wings toward the noise to the west.
     A brief reunion between elf and demon, held not by magic
     Though their joy would be short-lived before slipping to tragic."

Tearieyes bites her lip.
Ouidanna wrings her hands.
Dumfraus chews on his fingernails.

Yardie recites:

    "One side held by Faendryl, the other held by Knights-Errant
     Surrounded, cornered, nowhere to run, Yiriel began to rant.
     "He is the only friend!  You'll have to slay me before you slay him!
     I will not part the realms again without my unworldly kin!""

Yardie recites:

    "The night pulled and shifted, the air sizzled with heat,
     A mirror of their first encounter, but Yiriel rose to his feet.
     The grasps of the grave and the magic shot towards the pair,
     The former drunkard move not a muscle, shielding his beastly friend without a care."

Yardie recites:

    "The vathor grabbed his friend and sped him away from the violence ablaze,
     The spells and sword that meant to harm him nothing more than a scratch or graze.
     But in the chaos, the Faendryl felt the terror of magic clutch his heart,
     And as they soared the world around him hastily fell right apart."

Yardie recites:

    "When he landed, the Faendryl sputtered, spasmed, and his eyes slowly closed.
     Though death had rapidly found him, his body swiftly ran cold.
     "This will not do," the vathor said, "your soul is not to rest."
     A tendoned claw dug through the lifeless frame and clutched its chest."

Arbeia raises an eyebrow.
Sulien holds his breath.

Yardie recites:

    "With a yank, the beast held the still heart in his hand.
     The power surging through his arms, the vathor held its quiet command.
     Black tears spilled to the soil, the bodied herked and jerked,
     And with a ghastly gasp the former Faendryl's eyes opened his body now reworked."

Margrathe gazes heavenward.
Tenacity shivers.

Yardie recites:

    "Legend states that the necleriine and vathor roam the lands,
     The friends forever joined, no longer held by judging demands.
     And if you're lucky to have a friend that you care for alive or dead,
     Hold the lesson in that friends are those you've laughed and cried and bled."

Ouidanna leans forward.
Arelder ponders.

Yardie recites:

    "More than blood, more than flesh, more than mind and soul
     Brothers from different worlds, now severed, their union now their goal
     The Faded Void is not the own cast by the sorcerer's might
     But fools in darkness unable to break through the light."

(Teveriel settles languidly in his section of pew, stretching his legs in front of him and crossing his boots at the calves.)

Yardie recites:

    "More than blood, more than flesh, more than mind and soul
     Brothers from different worlds, now severed, their union now their goal
     The Faded Void is not the own cast by the sorcerer's might
     But fools in darkness unable to break through the light."

Yardie quietly states, "Revel Revelia."

Yardie slowly empties his lungs.

Sirona applauds Yardie.
Arbeia applauds Yardie.


Keirloran applauds Yardie.
Sulien applauds Yardie.
Chamorr applauds Yardie.


Corlyne applauds Yardie.
Chamorr applauds Yardie.
Dremerie applauds Yardie.
Ouidanna turns to Yardie and cheers!
Tolwynn applauds Yardie.

Yardie bows.
Dumfraus claps his hands.
Ibar applauds Yardie.
Traiva lets out a cheer!
Jaired applauds Yardie.
Peatwyn exclaims, "Breathtaking!"

Speaking to Yardie, Ouidanna exclaims, "My goodness I was so lost in that I did not even take a bite of my brownie!"
Sulien lets out a cheer!
Annarosa applauds Yardie.

Speaking to Ouidanna, Yardie exclaims, "Sorry!"

Speaking to Ouidanna, Traiva says, "Eat."

Speaking to Yardie, Ouidanna exclaims, "It was WOUNDERFUL!"
Traiva nods at Ouidanna.

(Yardie exits the stage, rubbing his shirt once more.)

Seomanthe recites:

    "Thank you to Yardie!  The power of friendship is not one to be taken lightly!"

Seomanthe says, "Daresay it's one of the things that keeps the world spinning even more than romance."

(Peatwyn aggressively makes stabbing eye contact with all his friends, one-by-one, making pointed eye widening gestures and head tilts to get their attention.)

Chamorr Performs

Seomanthe recites:

    "Let's keep the Revelia spirit going right into our second act!  A brave last-minute addition to the schedule~"

Chamorr heartily says, "Uhoh."
Seomanthe grins slowly.
Traiva says, "Very brave."

Seomanthe recites:

    "Please give your biggest ROAR to welcome your favorite BEAR to the stage ... 
      
      I give you... Chamorr!"

Evii lets out a cheer!
Sulien turns to Chamorr and cheers!
Seomanthe roars at Chamorr!
Ibar hoots at Chamorr.

s>l chamor
You see Chamorr Na'Fiochmhar the Warlord.
He appears to be a Giantman of the T'Kirem Clan.
He is very tall.  He appears to be full grown.  He has piercing stormy grey eyes and bronze skin.  He has waist-length, ragged sanguine hair wound about tightly in sections with hammered dark steel bands and strands of mithril beads.  He has a weathered face and a broad chest.  A white streak runs through his hair.
He has a deep blue triple moon tattoo on his neck.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a chromatic glaes broadsword with a dragon-carved handle and moonstone pommel in his right hand and an invar-hilted vultite katana in his left hand.
He is wearing a pair of leather goggles with green lenses, a tailored sturdy fishing vest, a fringed silk sack, a large sack, a set of matte black mithril platemail emblazoned with a triple moon emblem within an argent circle, a glossy black bearskin backpack with a traditional T'Kirem clasp, a ruby amulet, a fur-lined purple cap, a matte black mithril-spiked greathelm, a sand-caked ora earring, a sacrosanct night black battle standard with a rippling silver sheen, a sapphire-set golden locket, a pink tourmaline amulet, a turquoise inset platinum talisman, a glyph-etched copper pendant, a knitted polar bear-patterned snowy white and sparkly silver chenille scarf, a deeply hooded cloak of black bearskin with a traditional T'Kirem clasp, an engraved gold stickpin, a shiny silver knight pin, a silver dragon medal, a solid vultite armband, a vivid azure blazestar star stickpin, a hammered copper brooch, a Moonstone Abbey pin, a brilliant multihued larkspur, a black-handled gold key symbol with a single bit, a small mechanical device, a hammered silver trefoil set within a disc of glossy fel, a gold-etched Dreadnaught talisman, a small bone periapt, a droplet of honey amber inlaid with a silver dragonfly, a dragonfly-winged heart button that reads, "Vote Saraphenia!  For Love, For Wehnimer's!", a crystallized silvery fossil charm, a heavy pewter bear pin, a crimson brindlecat hide shoulder sheath bound in mithril, a coral linen leaf-patterned tunic, a white cotton shirt embellished with a starry-eyed chubby narwhal wearing a striped scarf design, some blackened vaalorn arm greaves, a wrist cuff inset with yellow sunstone veins, a strand of small vertebrae bones strung on a short copper wire, an eroded clasped wristcuff, a pair of black mithril-taloned gauntlets, a bejewled cupcake ring, an enruned gold ring, an exquisite gold ring, a braided rose gold wedding band, a hipbelt of alternating pewter and hematite rounds, a simply woven belt of twisted twigs and flexible sticks, a pair of baggy beige linen pantaloons, a fine-linked ora chainmail pouch, and a black shield emblazoned with a triple moon emblem in an argent circle.

Meril applauds Chamorr.
Arbeia applauds Chamorr.
Traiva turns to Chamorr and cheers!
Dremerie turns to Chamorr and cheers!

Chamorr waves.

Speaking to Chamorr, Ouidanna exclaims, "Yay Bear!"
Dremerie recites melodically:

    "Bear!  Bear!  Bear!!"

(Chamorr climbs up onto the stage.)

Chamorr recites heartily:

    "Well, that prose from Yardie was intense"

Chamorr recites heartily:

    "This is my bard guild audition"

Riend gazes in amusement at Chamorr.

Chamorr coughs.
Chamorr heartily says, "Here goes."

Seomanthe grins slowly at Chamorr.

(Chamorr plays tambourine.)
(Chamorr plays tambourine.)
(Chamorr bangs gong.)

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "The drakes hang around lookin like the hooligans
     And when they walk through the town
      they walk like Erithians
     And Rufus sings Waaayyoh wayyyeyoh
     Walk like an Erithian"

Chamorr leans to his right slightly.
Chamorr leans to his right slightly.

Chamorr shuffles his feet.
Chamorr shuffles his feet.

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Walk like an Erithian"

Ibar grins.

(Chamorr plays tambourine.)

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "The rogues like their bling,Gems and everything
     They pick the lock on yer box
     Then the Scarabs sing
     Waaay Ohoh waay oh"

Annarosa begins chuckling at Chamorr!

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "You go to da healers when yer beat and sore
     They take yer wounds,and they beg for more
     They walking through the Square like the Erithians"

(Chamorr plays tambourine.)
(Chamorr plays the tambourine.)

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "The clerics see ya when yer dead
     They raise ya up
      then they feed ya bread"

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Everyones walking like the Erithians"

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Walking like Erithians"

Dumfraus cackles!
Evii appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Sirona chuckles.

Chamorr bows.

Arelder gazes blankly at his surroundings.
Seomanthe lets loose a loud whoop of delight.
Jaired starts chortling.
Jaired applauds Chamorr.
Traiva applauds Chamorr.
Seomanthe applauds Chamorr.

Chamorr heartily says, "One more."

Ouidanna turns to Chamorr and cheers!
Jaired exclaims, "Yeah, encore!"
Riend laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Mighty hunter out on the plains
     When he heard a woeful cry
     A ghostley herd a minotaurs came galloping across the sky"

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Their eyes were red, with hooves of firery steel
     Flames and dust rose from the herd
     And in the distance a church bell it did peal
     The hunter dropped to his knees
     Tears were in his eyes"

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Spectral hunters runnig hard, trying to catch this herd
     One called to the hunter
     And called him out by name
     Best change yer ways young hunter or yer fate will be the same he cried"

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Or you'll be chasing this evil herd across this great divide"

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Yipeee ki eeeeeee
     Yipee ki ayeeeee"

Tenacity throws her head back and howls!
Seomanthe gazes in amusement at Chamorr.

Chamorr sings melodically:

    "Ghost hunters in the skyyyyyyyy"

Chamorr bows.

Ouidanna turns to Chamorr and cheers!
Seomanthe applauds Chamorr.
Nazarr smiles.
Sirona applauds Chamorr.
Dumfraus hoots at Chamorr.

Seomanthe whistles at Chamorr!
Tenacity softly exclaims, "Yeehaw!"
Mauss gives an approval gesture with his hand.
Nazarr applauds Chamorr.
Dremerie applauds Chamorr.
Sulien applauds with enthusiasm, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.

Chamorr recites heartily:

    "I went to a healer, Tearieyes, and told her i broke my arm in two places"

Sulien flashes a wide grin.
Ouidanna giggles at Chamorr.

Chamorr recites heartily:

    "She said dont go to those places anymore"

Tearieyes stares off into space.
Yardie chuckles.
Seomanthe bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.
Aurien laughs!
Mauss cackles!
Sulien snorts!
Tenacity giggles.

Chamorr bows.
Sirona chuckles.
Sulien laughs!
Tenacity groans.
Arbeia shakes her head.
Ibar hoots at Chamorr.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Well Guildmaster Caelnor has no idea what's in store,
     Soon enough he'll be interviewing our very own Chamorr!"

Chamorr recites heartily:

    "On be half of the band, i hope we passed the audition"

(Chamorr climbs down from the stage.)

Traiva quietly murmurs, "Spirits help the Bard Guild..."

Chamorr slowly empties his lungs.
Speaking to Chamorr, Traiva says, "But you did it."

Seomanthe recites:

    "Thanks to our Chamorr for the sneak peek of the year!"

Tenacity softly says, "Looked effortless."
Speaking to Chamorr, Sulien exclaims, "Truly you have the spirit of a bard.  And a funny one!"

Lucraine Performs

Seomanthe recites:

    "Onward we rolling, Revel Revelia!  Please put your hands together for our third performer of the night and welcome... 
      
      Lucky!"

Seomanthe applauds Lucraine.
Ibar smiles.
Peatwyn lets out a cheer!
Evii turns to Lucraine and cheers!

s>l lucr
You see Lucraine the Green Knight of the Honeycomb.
He appears to be a Human from Highmount.
He is taller than average.  He appears to be very young.  He has long-lashed, marine-haloed crystal blue eyes and bronze skin.  He has long, straight blonde hair gathered into two long braided pigtails beneath a flat-topped hat with a silver-winged fat-bottomed bumblebee-painted card tucked in the band.  He has a clean-shaven face, a classical nose and a well-defined jawline that is marred only by a fading mark from the remnants of an old bee sting.  He has an octagonal gold honeycomb earcuff attached to his ear.
He has an onyx-shaded crimson flame tattoo on his finger, a gold-twined ivory bar in the upper ridge of his left ear, and a plump honeybee tattoo nestled into a four leaf clover on his ear.
A tiny swarm of plump saffron bumblebees buzz to and fro around Lucraine, the black-striped insects occasionally resting upon his gloves, tipping their bodies upside down as they inspect the honeycomb patterns.
He gives off a persuasive demeanor.
He has some minor cuts and bruises on his right hand.
A knobby sentient potato topped with a fuzzy peach is settled on his shoulder.
He is wearing a gingerline suede smoking jacket lined with gold silk, a sun-weathered black leather vest, a slim fit white silk shirt embroidered along the collar with detailed bumblebees, a wyvern-etched hammered gold armcuff, a curved gold signet crafted in an amber-filled honeycomb pattern, a bee-motif honey silk sash, some fitted black leather pants embossed with an intricate honeycomb pattern, and a pair of black leather boots fettered by gold treble clefs.

Sulien applauds.
Meril applauds Lucraine.
Arbeia applauds.

Lucraine sets about preparing himself to be as presentable as possible.

(Lucraine strides confidently onto the center of the stage, mandolin gleaming under the warm theatre lights. Golden bees hum softly around him, their wings shimmering like tiny spotlights as they hover near.)
(Lucraine turns to the crowd.)

Ouidanna turns an inquisitive ear toward Lucraine.
Arelder takes a moment to observe Lucraine.

Lucraine takes a drink from his tin cup of gin.
Lucraine asks, "Soo how's everyone tonight?"

Lucraine nods.

Seomanthe yells, "Revel revelia!"
Speaking cheerfully to Lucraine, Missoni asks, "Well, and you?"

Lucraine says, "Alright alright."
Lucraine carefully places his tin cup of gin on the floor alongside him.

Lucraine carefully checks the strings of his mandolin, plucking them lightly and adjusting the tension until the sound is perfectly pitched.

Lucraine says, "So I come fromt a small town where my family owned an Inn."
Lucraine says, "Called off all things The Honey Bee Inn."

Tearieyes pauses for a moment to study Lucraine, her gaze dwelling upon Lucraine's features.
Tenacity softly says, "The things youve seen."
Riend's face turns slightly pale.

Lucraine says, "We use to have all sorts come in and out of there but the busiest night was at the end of the week when we'd have a Chicken Fry."

Evii grins slowly.
Evii leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, a thoughtful expression on her face.
Evii gazes fondly at Lucraine.

Lucraine says, "There was this one fella who performed this song and it never left my mind and never will and it was about all things that Chicken Fry."
Lucraine says, "I wrote a song in same spirit of that."

Evii raptly says, "I can't wait."

Lucraine asks, "Wanna hear it?"
Peatwyn lets out a cheer!
Reynairra exclaims, "Yes!"
Jaired agrees with Lucraine.
Ouidanna yells, "Yes!"
Tenacity nods.
Evii nods eagerly.
Tearieyes hoots.

Peatwyn exclaims, "I already want to hear it a second time!"
Reynairra hoots.
Yunni turns to Lucraine and cheers!
Evii giggles at Peatwyn.

Lucraine says, "Now when I play it isn't just to sit and listen. The best reward we get is when ya sing and especially dance."
Lucraine playfully says, "Tonight, we kick up dust and shake the Den of the Dragon Theatre. This is Boots on the Table,"

(Lucraine strides confidently onto the center of the wooden stage, mandolin gleaming under the warm theatre lights. Golden bees hum softly around him, their wings shimmering like tiny spotlights as they hover near.)

Seomanthe worriedly whispers aloud, "We dint bring any tables."

(Lucraine plucks a sharp, lively chord on the mandolin that rings through the room, stirring the crowd.)

(Lucraine begins to croon with a playful back country twang in his voice.)

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "I strutted into the Den in smoke and cologne,
     With a crown of wild clover and a style all my own."

(Lucraine s fingers dance nimbly over the strings, mandolin notes sparkling like stars. He paces the stage edge with a cheeky grin, owning the spotlight.)

Evii nods rhythmically.
Peatwyn laughs!

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Mandolin slung and my collar half-high,: Tossed a grin to the moon and a wink to the sky."

(Lucraine looks out to the crowd invitingly.)

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Boots on the table, hips in the breeze,"

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Spinning through tankards with scandalous ease."

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Raise up your honey, don t bother with grace  
     We ll dance till the law comes to chase us from the place!"

With his shoulders shimmying, he takes a step forward and then back, relaxing his upper body as he brings his hands up, a look of delight showing on his face.

Evii claps her hands rhythmically.

Lucraine says, "Now I hope yer getting the tune."

(Lucraine claps twice, stomps once, sending a ripple of rhythm across the stage. The mandolin trills brightly, inviting the crowd into the revelry.)

Sulien nods rhythmically.

(Lucraine leans toward the front row, voice playful and low, trying to catch the eyes in the room.)

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "There s a duchess in freckles and a pirate in pearls,
      A drunkard who thinks he can outspin the girls"

Seomanthe claps her hands rhythmically.

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "I leap with a laugh and I strum up a flame,
     Every glass in the theatre now calls out my name."

Mauss appears to be trying hard not to grin.

(Lucraine twirls dramatically as bees buzz excitedly, circling him in harmony with the melody.)

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Boots on the table, hips in the breeze,"

Peatwyn laughs!

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Spinning through tankards with scandalous ease."

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Raise up your honey, don t bother with grace  
     We ll dance till the law comes to chase us from the place!"

Seomanthe lets loose a loud whoop of delight.

(Lucraine's voice dips to a sly murmur as the mandolin slides into a teasing rhythm as he proceeds to speak in a hush tone over the mandolin.)

Lucraine wryly says, "Now I may ve borrowed a magistrate s ring... but it matched my shoes, and that s everything."

Lucraine cheekily says, "So if your lover starts glowing and floats to the ceilin', That ain t magic   just the mead you been feelin."

Missoni gazes in amusement at Lucraine.
Ouidanna giggles.

(Lucraine winks at the audience, bees buzzing in perfect sync with the tune.)

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "I ve kissed nymphs in hedgerows and eloped on a dare,
     Tamed a honeybee storm with a toss of my hair."

Sulien nods rhythmically.

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "But give me a bar and a night full of flame  
     And I ll charm the corsets off every noble-born dame!"

Sirona chuckles.

(Lucraine stomps the stage with flair, strumming a bright crescendo.)

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "But give me a bar and a night full of flame  
     And I ll charm the corsets off every noble-born dame!"

Tenacity begins chuckling at Lucraine!
Riend flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Boots on the table, hips in the breeze,
     Spin till your laces unravel with ease!"

Missoni glances skeptically at Lucraine.
Evii smiles and stomps rythmically.

Lucraine sings clearly:

    "Raise up your honey, toss back your grace
     We ll dance till we re banned from the whole bloody place!"

Lucraine hiccups!

Seomanthe stamps her feet.
Reynairra chuckles.
Tenacity hoots.

(Lucraine throws back his head and laughs heartily, bees scattering in sparkling clouds as he bows deeply.)

Lucraine picks up a tub-shaped tin cup of lime-garnished gin from alongside him.

Nazarr lets out a cheer!
Arbeia chuckles.

Lucraine raises his tin cup of gin in a toast!

Peatwyn applauds.
Nazarr applauds Lucraine.
Fayotae applauds.
Sulien raises his emerald-hued ale in a toast!

Evii lets out a cheer!
Corlyne applauds.
Seomanthe lets loose a loud whoop of delight.
Tenacity applauds Lucraine.

Kippe gazes in amusement at Missoni.
Sulien lets out a cheer!
Mauss hoots at Lucraine.
Tearieyes beams happily at Lucraine!

Lucraine says, "Thank y'all."

Ordim applauds.
Yunni turns to Lucraine and cheers!
Jaired nods once.
Dremerie turns to Lucraine and cheers!

Lucraine takes a drink from his tin cup of gin.
Lucraine looks rather relaxed.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Thank you to Lucky for a stomping good time!"

Dremerie stands up.
Lucraine slings a polished redwood mandolin with a bee embossed honey-hued strap over his shoulder.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Now I think it's high time for a Revelian doorprize or two!"

Tenacity softly says, "Not a corset left in the place."
Yunni turns to Seomanthe and cheers!

Aurien turns to Seomanthe and cheers!
Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Mauss.  Mauss wins!

Lucraine laughs!
Chamorr heartily says, "More doors."

Seomanthe turns to Mauss and cheers!
Peatwyn recites:

    "Purple Door!  Purple Door!"

Yunni turns to Mauss and cheers!
Margrathe turns to Mauss and cheers!
Traiva turns to Mauss and cheers!

Traiva removes a jubilant reveler finger-puppet from in her crushed velvet satchel.
Traiva waves a jubilant reveler finger-puppet around.
Traiva offers Mauss a jubilant reveler finger-puppet.
Mauss accepts Traiva's reveler finger-puppet.

Speaking to Traiva, Seomanthe gasps, "Those are adorable!"
Traiva says, "Oh, hm, not a door there either."
Traiva shrugs at Seomanthe.

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Keirloran.  Keirloran wins!
Seomanthe turns to Keirloran and cheers!

Seomanthe removes an elongated gold half note hairstick from in her sack.
Keirloran hoots.
Keirloran grins from ear to ear.

Seomanthe offers Keirloran an elongated gold half note hairstick.
Keirloran says, "Oh my goodness."
Seomanthe exclaims, "Put your hair up in Revelian style!"
Keirloran accepts Seomanthe's gold half note hairstick.

A Special Announcement

Seomanthe recites:

    "Before we move on to the fourth performer, we got a real quick intermission and a brief announcement from a special guest!"

Nazarr turns an inquisitive ear toward Seomanthe.
Missoni gazes with interest at Seomanthe.
Tenacity turns an inquisitive ear toward Seomanthe.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Please welcome everyone's beloved Purple Bardess, Dremerie to the Revelian stage!"

Dremerie smiles at each of you as she glides to the front of the rows of pews.

Seomanthe whistles at Dremerie!
Arbeia applauds politely.
Dumfraus applauds Dremerie.
Ouidanna turns to Dremerie and cheers!

s>l drem
It is difficult to get a good look at Dremerie due to the number of mirror images of her nearby.
You see Argent Provost Dremerie Chillchaser the Loremistress.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is shorter than average.  She appears to be young.  She has sparkling amethyst eyes and fair skin.  She has waist length, flowing deep red hair loosely styled with some gilt-swept purple ametrine jewels scattered throughout.  She has a heart-shaped face, an upturned nose and slightly upswept pointed ears.  A series of freckles splash over her nose and across her cheeks.  She has lustrous violet-black lacquer brushed onto her smoothly rounded fingernails.
She has a snarling wolf tattoo on her thigh.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a gold filigree beryl tiara, a pair of musical note earrings, a patinated silver locket, a purple silk robe trimmed with tear-shaped amethysts, some sheer silver silk stockings, a turnip-topped carved willow stickpin, a pure silver aspis pin, a silver dragon crested vultite shield slung over her shoulder, a silken metallic violet gown with a solitary flowing sleeve, some iridescent purple brigandine emblazoned with a gold harp wreathed in white violets, a green garnet studded mithril armband, a moonstone studded silver ring, a lustrous rolaren wedding band with sterling silver wolf inlay, a gilded locus, a pale golden sea silk gem pouch, an eggplant velvet satchel embroidered with yellow wood violets, and a pair of high-heeled strappy ebon silk slippers.

Yunni turns to Dremerie and cheers!
Traiva turns to Dremerie and cheers!
Jaired applauds Dremerie.

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "Thank you, Seomanthe."

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "I hope you are all enjoying the performances!"

Arbeia nods.
Tenacity nods.
Sulien nods enthusiastically!
Riend smiles at Dremerie.
Reynairra agrees with Dremerie.
Littlemelody says, "Yes."
Nazarr exclaims, "Yes!"
Missoni nods enthusiastically!

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "Would you like more of this, next year?"

Aurien beams at Dremerie in admiration and with a loving gaze.
Sulien lets out a cheer!
Peatwyn applauds.
Traiva turns to Dremerie and cheers!
Arbeia nods.
Sirona quietly exclaims, "YES!!"

Traiva exclaims, "Of course!"
Missoni earnestly says, "Absolutely."
Nazarr nods enthusiastically at Dremerie!
Jaired nods at Dremerie.
Nazarr says, "I wish we had a troupe to do this full time..."
Seomanthe nods fervently at Nazarr!

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "I am pleased to announce
     That in honor of the 30th Anniversary of the Great Houses
     We WILL be holding a Bardfest!"

Missoni lets out a little squeal of delight.
Reynairra applauds Dremerie.
Sulien lets out a cheer!
Evii turns to Dremerie and cheers!
Seomanthe turns to Dremerie and cheers!
Ouidanna lets out a cheer!
Sulien applauds with enthusiasm, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.

Missoni's face lights up with joy for Dremerie.
Chamorr lets out a cheer!
Sulien applauds wildly!
Nazarr lets out a cheer!

Speaking to Dremerie, Traiva whispers aloud, "35th Anniversary."
Arbeia applauds.
Riend's face lights up with joy for Dremerie.
Dumfraus applauds Dremerie.
Nazarr applauds wildly!
Lyracellan raises her orange blossom champagne in a toast!
Yunni turns to Dremerie and cheers!

Seomanthe grins.
Tenacity grins.
Sulien lets out a cheer!
Dumfraus nods enthusiastically!
Chamorr heartily says, "That is awesome."
Nazarr applauds.
Traiva turns to Dremerie and cheers!

Dremerie nods at Traiva.
Teveriel approvingly says, "Ah, very nice."

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "I can keep track of rhthym, but not dates!"

Dremerie blushes a nice shade of light pink.
Traiva looks at Dremerie and hums.
Sulien smiles warmly and chuckles lightly

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "Besides, that make me older!"

Seomanthe exclaims, "What's a year or five anyway!"
Dremerie grumbles.
Speaking laughingly to Dremerie, Traiva says, "But you are still just a child."

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "Anyway, keep your ears open
     Hopefully within the next few weeks we'll have a date for you."

Aurien recites:

    "I was reulctant to host another as it so much work but My wife convinced me it would be a great thing and there would be consequences if I did not agree"

Aurien winks.
Sulien starts chortling.
Arbeia begins chuckling at Aurien!
Seomanthe snickers at Aurien.

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "Just a bit of info for those that think you might want to perform
      
     The piece must be original.
     It mustn't be over 10 minutes
     And watch your spelling!"

Seomanthe says, "Once upon a time, Traiva and me did a class on how to win Bardfest."

Dremerie recites melodically:

    "And now, back to the delightfully risque
      
     SEOMANTHE!"

Speaking to Seomanthe, Traiva says, "And Tolwynn."
Seomanthe nods eagerly at Traiva.

Peatwyn Performs

Seomanthe exclaims, "Alrighty, the night is young and we got more muses to please!"

Seomanthe recites:

    "Please put your hands together and welcome our next performer to the Revelia stage ... 
      
      welcome Peatwyn!"

Ordim applauds.
Meril applauds Peatwyn.
Sulien applauds Peatwyn.
Evii turns to Peatwyn and cheers!

s>l peatw
You see Peatwyn the Master of the Order of Voln.
He appears to be a Forest Gnome of the Rosengift Bloodline.
He is taller than average.  He appears to be in the prime of life.  He has beady sea green eyes and ruddy skin.  He has chin length, unruly salt-and-pepper grey hair in a wild miasma of tangles.  He has a squat and jowl-set, weathered little face, a flattened, snub nose and ripped nostrils, while a variety of hastily assembled false teeth fill his mouth and are riddled with uneven gaps and open spaces.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a glyph-etched chrysoberyl crown, a tooled peridot earring, an opal-inset platinum earring, a delicate pink sapphire medallion, a turquoise studded silver medallion, a square-cut red sunstone torc, a series of gold chains webbed between vest buttons and pockets, a pink topaz inset eonake neckchain, a sacrosanct intense silver battle standard with a rippling glossy black sheen, a radiant-cut fire opal pin, a lapis-inlaid mithril barrette, a pyrite-bound silk badge, a shimmering trinket, three faintly scaled interlocking bronze rings on a field of emerald, a smoke-tinted rolaren monocle, a dark ruic heavy crossbow webbed in filamentous mycelium, a tanned leather knapsack, a smoke-colored worsted wool vest secured in ebon-detailed sunflower buttons, a triple-linked vaalorn chain tunic edged with an ebon sheen, a black opal studded gold armband, some reinforced grey leather gauntlets, a fine pewter ring, a scuffed gak hide pouch, a lacquered hip-satchel woven from green reeds, a lopsided brass plate case etched with a three-mast ship, an iron-buckled azure leather sling with a polished zebrawood shawm hanging from it, a pair of brushed charcoal grey wool pants, and a pair of creamy beige suede boots buckled with copper.

Chamorr applauds Peatwyn.
Corlyne applauds Peatwyn.
Reynairra applauds Peatwyn.
Traiva turns to Peatwyn and cheers!

(Peatwyn approaches the stage, still peaked from dancing.  He struggles and fails to clambor up from the edge of the stage.)
Peatwyn grumbles.
Peatwyn begrudgingly asks, "A lift, perhaps?"

Keirloran chuckles.
Missoni stands up.
Missoni walks toward Peatwyn.
Peatwyn smiles thankfully.
(Missoni offers Peatwyn a leg up.)
(Peatwyn wrenches himself up over the lip of the stage with Missoni's help.)

Peatwyn grumbles.
Peatwyn stands up.
Missoni nods approvingly.

Peatwyn dusts himself off.
Aurien smiles.
Seomanthe nods gratefully at Missoni.
Missoni sits down next to Reynairra.

Peatwyn deftly removes a polished zebrawood shawm from his azure leather sling.
Peatwyn says, "Hello, music-aspected friends."
Peatwyn says, "This is a piece my mother wrote, called."

Seomanthe pleasedly whispers aloud, "Oooh don't see enough shawms."

Speaking in Gnomish, Peatwyn says something you don't understand.

Dumfraus turns an inquisitive ear toward Peatwyn.
Traiva peers quizzically at Peatwyn.

Peatwyn says, "In Common, roughly:"
Peatwyn says, "The Mating Habits of the Crane."

Reynairra grins at Peatwyn.
Ordim's cheeks take on a slightly flushed tone.
Sulien raises an eyebrow.
Seomanthe furrows her brow.

Peatwyn lifts his shawm to his lips and begins to play.

Riend suddenly looks like she wishes she were somewhere else.
Tearieyes hoots at Peatwyn.

Peatwyn continues playing his shawm.

(Peatwyn's song starts to build a definite pattern, a call and response, a lyrical harmonizing of two different voices.)

Peatwyn continues playing his shawm.

Missoni gazes with interest at Peatwyn.
Cryheart turns an inquisitive ear toward Peatwyn.

(Peatwyn the reedy voice of the Shawm bellows deeply, with a lilting response like water ripping following.)

Peatwyn continues playing his shawm.
Yunni gazes with interest at Peatwyn.

(Peatwyn a sudden break from the pattern begins with a rousing frantic chasing of notes.)

Peatwyn continues playing his shawm.

(Peatwyn the original pattern returns, this time, without the high notes.  A sullen mournful dirge.)

Peatwyn continues playing his shawm.

Peatwyn finishes playing his shawm, lowering the instrument.

Evii applauds.
Lyracellan applauds.

Peatwyn bows.

Arbeia applauds politely.
Reynairra applauds.
Chamorr applauds Peatwyn.
Aurien applauds.
Evii lets out a cheer!

Chamorr applauds Peatwyn.
Chamorr applauds Peatwyn.
Missoni applauds Peatwyn warmly.
Seomanthe slowly empties her lungs.

Nazarr applauds Peatwyn.
Traiva applauds Peatwyn.

Peatwyn smiles proudly.
Peatwyn carefully hangs his zebrawood shawm from his azure leather sling.

Evii warmly mentions, "I liked the sad dirgey bit."

Ouidanna beams happily at Peatwyn!
Lucraine applauds Peatwyn.
Speaking to Peatwyn, Seomanthe exclaims, "A wonderful song!"
Cryheart smiles at Peatwyn.

(Peatwyn carefully sits on the edge of the stage, before sliding off like a greasy peel, unceremoniously.)
Peatwyn walks over to the pews and settles down.
Peatwyn blushes a glowing shade of red.

Seomanthe recites:

    "It is not so often we get a wordless piece, thank you to Peatwyn for reminding us of the power of music on its own!"

Evii applauds warmly.
Keirloran applauds.
Chamorr lets out a cheer!
Sulien lets out a cheer!
Riend nods appreciatively at Peatwyn.

Seomanthe exclaims, "TIme for another doorprize I think!"
Chamorr lets out a cheer!

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Tenacity.  Tenacity wins!

Chamorr heartily says, "More doors."
Traiva cheers, "Door Prize!"

Seomanthe lets loose a loud whoop of delight.
Arbeia smiles at Tenacity.
Tearieyes turns to Tenacity and cheers!
Traiva turns to Tenacity and cheers!

Tenacity blinks.

Seomanthe removes a slender orb-capped silver hairstick from in her sack.

Tenacity softly exclaims, "Well now!"

Speaking to Seomanthe, Traiva pouts, "That is not a door, either."
Speaking to Tenacity, Seomanthe exclaims, "Another Revelian hairstyle coming right up!"
Seomanthe grins at Traiva.

Seomanthe offers Tenacity a slender orb-capped silver hairstick.
Tenacity accepts Seomanthe's silver hairstick.

Speaking to Traiva, Seomanthe asks, "Do you have another prize in your pocket perchance?"
Traiva coyly says, "I just might..."
Traiva grins at Seomanthe.
Seomanthe claps her hands.

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Yunni.  Yunni wins!

Seomanthe beams happily at Yunni!
Traiva turns to Yunni and cheers!

Traiva removes a somber-eyed painter finger-puppet from in her crushed velvet satchel.
Yunni blinks.
Traiva raises her painter finger-puppet skyward!

Traiva offers Yunni a somber-eyed painter finger-puppet.
Yunni accepts Traiva's painter finger-puppet.
Starmizt smiles at Yunni.

Meril Performs

Seomanthe recites:

    "Now I'm real excited to introduce our next performer and you will be too when you hear her name, so let's not tarry another moment... 
      
      Please welcome Meril to the Revelia Stage!"

The backstage curtains part slightly, and Meril steps out onto the stage.  A glimpse of the shadowy backstage is briefly visible before the curtains close behind her.

Nazarr turns to Meril and cheers!
Sulien applauds Meril.
Ouidanna turns to Meril and cheers!

Arbeia applauds Meril.
Sulien turns to Meril and cheers!
Missoni applauds Meril warmly.
Kippe applauds Meril.
Cryheart applauds Meril.
Traiva turns to Meril and cheers!

Meril clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.

Meril says, "A very good evening to everyone."

s>l meril
You see Meril.
She appears to be a Sylvankind.
Resting elegantly on her head is a wrought silver crown, the metal surface etched with intricate designs of twining ivy.  Set on either side of the crown are tiered antlers, their branching tines bleached to a pale bone white.
She is average height.  She appears to have come of age.  She has hardened, piercing forest green eyes and fair skin.  She has waist length, flowing auburn hair interspersed with strands of grey.  She has a delicate face and slightly downswept pointed ears.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a polished mahogany lyre fitted with leaf-cut green jade pegs in her left hand.
She is wearing a coral-inset seashell pendant, a dark sienna ramie dress with layered autumn golden sleeves over red silk underskirts, a filamentous tailed moth longcloak of azure cloudsilk, and a pair of bronze silk stockings embroidered with rosettes under a pair of carmine silk slippers with round carved haon heels.

Meril recites:

    "I have collected many tales over the years, but recent happenings around the Isle of Four Winds have reminded me of one tale in particular"

Meril recites:

    "In honor of our hosts beneath the ocean, I shall sing for you a tale of a mermaid."

(Meril hums the soft strains of a ballad, then begins her song.)

Meril sings:

    "I remember the roar of water and the salt upon the breeze,
     The slippery rocks of the coastline, the moonlight on the seas --
     The last time I could say in truth that I was fully free,
     The first time that I found her -- or the first time she found me."

Meril sings:

    "I'd searched among the shipwrecks that lay broken on the shoals
     For treasures left behind within the small and narrow holes
     And, picking along the floorboards, heard the inkling of a sound.
     Wary of dangerous company, I quickly wheeled around --"

Meril's concentration shifts and becomes more focused as she slightly tilts an ear in a particular direction.

Meril sings:

    "Her face was cast in moonlight in the shadowy, ruined hold,
     And shone like rippling water, framed by locks of flowing gold.
     Her skin in the darkness glistened, weaving beaded trails
     Into the dazzling colors of a siren's shining scales."

Meril sings:

    "Her eyes were the purest blue -- more brilliant than eyes should be --
     Flashing, as deep within them burned the hunger of the sea
     That pulls men down into the dark to meet their grisly fate --
     She swept towards me, and I could only think to cry out..."

Meril sings nervously:

    "'Wait!'"

Ouidanna gasps.
Seomanthe holds her breath.

Meril takes a few steps in a small circle.

Meril sings:

    "She glided around me, sizing as a huntress towards her prey,
     But I yet lived -- perhaps she'd hear the words I had to say?"

Tenacity breaks out in a sweat.
Evii nods encouragingly.

Meril sings pleadingly:

    "I'm but a poor thief, my lady, though with a little skill.
     If you would spare my life today, I can help as you will."

Meril sings liltingly:

    "'Of coins and trinkets and valued things, of these I have no need,
     Nor any of the trappings that are born of mortal greed,
     But life for life is what I wish, if you would keep your own:
     Bring me a man to take thy place, and bring him here alone.'"

Meril takes a few steps to her right.

Kippe gazes with interest at Meril.
Tenacity's face turns slightly pale.

Meril raises her hand.

Meril sings:

    "She raised her hand and touched me -- on the forehead, then the lips --
     Then turned and slipped away into the shadows amidst ships.
     I blinked, and knew I was awake, though in dreams I might feel --
     And her scent and aura lingered to remind me she was real."

Arbeia turns an inquisitive ear toward Meril.
Aurien turns an inquisitive ear toward Meril.

Meril sings:

    "I could have gone and fled the place, never to return:
     I'd made no promise, and if I had, 'twas little enough concern.
     But standing there, I felt only my heart flutter and soar,
     And knew only the aching need to see her face once more."

Meril closes her eyes for a moment.

Kippe furrows his brow.
Tenacity gulps.
Arelder takes a moment to observe Meril.

(Meril hums the melody once wordlessly, waiting as the stage lights turn slowly around her, before continuing.)

Meril sings:

    "A guard he was, a trusting sort who, drunk on sailors' tales
     After his cups, came down with me to see the shredded sails.
     I led him forward to the brink -- then quickly stepped aside
     When she arose like a goddess out of the ocean tide."

Arbeia raises an eyebrow.

Meril takes a few steps to her left.

Meril sings:

    "His breath caught, frozen in his throat as much as had been mine.
     The song she hummed was soft, and with a voice sweeter than wine
     As if it were a lullaby to keep him in a dream --
     And when she struck with a sickening *snap*, he had no time to scream."

Meril nods once.

Meril takes a deep breath.

Meril sings liltingly:

    "'These belongings are yours,' she said, 'as coin for his demise --
     If you have need for such a thing, then keep it as your prize.'"

Reynairra shudders.
Seomanthe bites her lip.
Kippe glances at Meril and slowly exhales.

Meril sings weakly:

    "I gathered up the purse, then asked, wondering if she heard:
     'I'd wish to see you again, some day, if you would trust my word.'"

Meril sings:

    "She shifted subtly in the light and, straightening, looked at me,
     And though in her expression there was no change I could see,
     Her voice was gentler, almost, but with a regretful sigh --
     And thus, after a long moment, she gave me her reply --"

Meril sings softly:

    "'You have your life, so dearly bought, and likewise I have mine,
     In worlds apart thus we must dwell, where fates cannot entwine.
     But one year's time, if you would meet, I shall be here once more --
     Bring with you then an offering as you have done before.'"

(Meril gazes up at the stage lights again as they spin around her in circles. Once, twice, thrice...)

Meril sings:

    "Seven years and seven lives I gave to meet her there,
     To see her face again, to catch the moonlight in her hair,
     To hear the purest sound of peace distilled in her song --
     We grew familiar in a way, but never met for long."

Meril sings:

    "I sought the wisdom of a witch, who gave me this advice:
     A magic oil there is, that may be made for a pretty price,
     Brewed with a vial of whale's blood and with powdered pearls most rare,
     Mixed with the dust of fairies and a lock of siren's hair."

Meril sings:

    "Then with the oil anoint oneself, and wait upon the rocks
     From midnight until break of dawn, the first knell of the clocks,
     And in the sun's light one will change, transforming utterly --
     To be mortal no longer, but a creature of the sea."

Seomanthe leans forward.
Arbeia cringes.

Meril hums quietly to herself.

Meril sings:

    "The week before we'd meet again, a hunter came to town
     With shining blades and gleaming mail and boots of polished brown,
     And in the tavern asked of folk their rumours and their fears
     About the men that disappeared in mystery over the years."

Tenacity sighs.

Meril sings confidently:

    "'Well, keep the lamps lit,' he declared, 'and all your doors secure.
     A monster stalks the foggy coast, of that you can be sure.
     A true adventurer, nonetheless, never turns down a quest:
     I'll find the beast in one week's time and drive it from its nest.'"

Meril sings:

    "The beach was empty the first eve while I waited through the night,
     And so too was the second eve until the sky was bright,
     And on until the final day, as I lingered on the shore --
     Out of a whirlpool she arose, and came to me once more."

Meril sings:

    "Where once was dread, I felt relief on nights when she'd appear --
     A new sense of belonging now, to sleep and have her near.
     I warned her of the hunter's quest, and asked that she not stay:
     But make to flee if he should strike, and swiftly slip away."

Meril takes a few steps to her left.

Meril cocks her head.

Meril sings liltingly:

    "'I can defend myself,' she said proudly, if with some doubt.
     'I've not been here for all these years to easily be cast out.
     What little worth would my life be, if this be all it took?
     But there is more you wish to say, is there not, by your look?'"

Meril sings hesitantly:

    "I showed her the potion the witch had made, distilled into a flask,
     And told her of my wish to change, with one remaining task.
     'Would you then grant this boon of me, to stay thus by your side,
     To seek a different life and fate with your hand as my guide?'"

Meril looks lost in thought.

Tenacity suddenly pauses, a look of consternation crossing her features as she listens intently.

Meril sings softly:

    "She regarded me a long moment, then nodded once her head.
     'If that is what you truly wish, chosen without regret,
     If you would cast this life away instead of saying farewell,
     Then take from me this lock of hair and use it for your spell.'"

Meril sings:

    "I placed it in the flask and watched it dissolve with a shake.
     The sky was lighter now, and soon enough the dawn would break,
     The hour when I would be remade, reborn with salt and scale --"

Meril tilts her head up.

Meril says, "Twas then the hunter drew his blade and leapt down from the trail."

Seomanthe gazes with dread at Meril.
Teveriel gazes with interest at Meril.

(Meril watches as the stage lights spin into action once more, slashing against each other in a wild unsteady dance. A red light streaks across her, seeming for a moment like a bleeding wound.)

Meril sings:

    "I gave a shout of warning, but already she darted aside --
     The first stroke clattered against the stone, the second slash went wide --
     She lunged at his sword-arm -- he spun away, then steadied and stepped back --
     They circled each other warily, measuring the next attack."

Tenacity fidgets.

Meril sings:

    "She struck at him, but out of water, it seemed almost slow --
     A counter-thrust caught her retreat, and cut her scales below --
     Wincing, she batted away the blade -- he pressed forward with a sweep,
     Then blow by blow narrowly missed, but his reserves were deep --"

Meril takes a few steps back.

Annarosa sobs.

Meril sings:

    "A second cut -- she scrambled back, but she was tiring fast,
     And at this rate, I realized, not much more could she last.
     I shouted again -- he glanced at me -- I stepped forward a pace,
     Then raising the flask in my hand, I hurled it at his face --"

Sulien holds his breath.
Ouidanna frowns.

Meril seems to be waiting for something.

Ouidanna whimpers as her bottom lip trembles.
Kippe glances at Meril and slowly exhales.
Heilyn winces.

Meril sings:

    "The flask shattered against his helm, the oil seeping down --
     The sun's first light shone on it with a gleam of golden brown --
     For one moment he looked surprised, as if feeling something strange --
     And then he screamed in agony as he began to *change*."

Meril sings:

    "Gills took form along his face, his skin warped into scale,
     His legs were fused -- as he still screamed -- into a thrashing tail.
     The sounds grew hoarse, and before soon he made but gasping cries,
     As I stood frozen, watching the red horror in his eyes."

Tenacity begins to twitch her wings.
Ouidanna gasps.
Arbeia nods knowingly.

Meril strides a few steps forward.

Meril sings softly:

    "'He'll die here if we leave him.' -- I startled at her voice,
     How calm she was despite the fight -- 'Unless that be thy choice?'"

Meril sings weakly:

    "'N-no,' I answered. 'For to the sea this one we ought to give,
     And if the gods are merciful, there he will learn to live.'"

Meril nods slightly.

Meril sings liltingly:

    "'I'll take him then, in that at least you will be free of blame.
     What will you do now, after this? Is your wish still the same?'
     She took my hands and met my gaze with eyes of purest blue --
     I knew not if what I saw there was ever false or true."

Meril takes a deep breath.

Meril sings quietly:

    "'I'll -- return to the town, I think, and tell them of the news,
     Or close enough a story that none would think to accuse.
     But seeing him, I understand who you are meant to be --
     As different from the life I seek as earth is from the sea."

Annarosa slowly empties her lungs.

Meril sings quietly:

    "'I'll wait here for you when it is time, but live my life apart,
     And keep our secrets hidden, and always close to heart.
     And surely as the sea will rise and winter winds are cold,
     I'll bring you offerings every year while slowly I grow old.'"

Seomanthe closes her eyes for a moment.
Reynairra frowns.

Meril hums quietly to herself.

(Meril lets the music and the lights drift to nothingness.)

Meril bows.

Sulien holds back his tears, his eyes glistening with pain.
Reynairra stares at Meril.
Arbeia applauds politely.
Traiva slowly empties her lungs.
Kippe applauds Meril warmly.
Lissaya applauds Meril warmly.

Seomanthe applauds Meril wildly!
Sulien applauds.
Corlyne applauds.
Traiva applauds Meril.
Peatwyn applauds.
Reynairra applauds Meril.

Speaking to Meril, Ouidanna exclaims, "More! I need more! Do they go every year?!?!"

Dremerie applauds Meril.
Sulien applauds loudly.
Cryheart applauds Meril.
Jaired slowly empties his lungs.
Nazarr applauds Meril.

Speaking to Ouidanna, Meril exclaims, "Next year, I hope!"

Sulien lets out a cheer!
Ouidanna beams happily at Meril!
Lucraine applauds.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Oh gosh we're all here in a theatre!  I could have sworn I was on a beach just now...!"

Seomanthe gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Meril says, "And thanks to our hosts once again."
Meril walks over to the pews and settles down.

Seomanthe recites:

    "Let's reaquaint ourselves with this life with a few more doorprizes!"

Riend applauds Meril warmly.

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Corlyne.  Corlyne wins!
Seomanthe lets loose a loud whoop of delight.

Traiva turns to Corlyne and cheers!
Corlyne gives a short little hum of surprise.
Teveriel looks at Corlyne and hums.
Yunni turns to Corlyne and cheers!

Traiva removes a square bottle of Revelia Reserve from in her crushed velvet satchel.
Traiva offers Corlyne a square bottle of Revelia Reserve.

Corlyne accepts Traiva's Revelia Reserve.

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Tolwynn.  Tolwynn wins!

Traiva raises her voice in merry laughter.
Speaking warmly to Traiva, Corlyne says, "Thank you."
Seomanthe grins at Tolwynn.
Reynairra applauds Tolwynn.
Cryheart applauds Tolwynn.

Traiva removes a crudely etched amethyst bearing the rough outline of a bottle opener from in her crushed velvet satchel.
Traiva offers Tolwynn a crudely etched amethyst bearing the rough outline of a bottle opener.
Tolwynn accepts Traiva's etched amethyst.

Speaking to Seomanthe, Traiva says, "The pin is not biased at all."
Traiva winks and flashes a sly grin.
Tolwynn says, "That will be useful, certainly."

Annarosa begins chuckling at Traiva!
Yunni begins chortling at Traiva.
Nazarr grins at Tolwynn.

Missoni Performs

Seomanthe recites:

    "Now I know many know her from her accomplishments in other arts and her gallery in Solhaven, but now make yourselves ready for our next performer... 
      
      Please welcome, Missoni!"

Seomanthe applauds.
Reynairra applauds wildly!
Cryheart lets out a cheer!
Evii applauds.
Sulien applauds.

Arbeia applauds.
Tolwynn applauds.
Dumfraus applauds.
Yunni beams!
Traiva applauds.

The backstage curtains part slightly, and Missoni steps out onto the stage.  A glimpse of the shadowy backstage is briefly visible before the curtains close behind her.

Jaired applauds Missoni.
Peatwyn lets out a cheer!
Guarrin applauds politely.

(Missoni strides toward the center of the stage as a pair of stagehands wheel in a pianoforte from the opposite side. She gives a nod of appreciation, then stands in front of the instrument. She looks out toward the audience, her form limned in pale blue light from the piano's candelabras.)

Missoni smiles.

Prismatic silken streamers flow outward from Missoni's lirveil, dancing through the air majestically.  She makes a subtle gesture and the streamers coalesce to reveal a Southron Wastes map illusion.

s>l misso
You see Bathcwyn Missoni Sabretache Faendryl the Member of the Order of the Swan.
She appears to be a Dark Elf.
She is diminutive in height and has a fragile, slender frame.  She appears to have come of age.  She has long-lashed chimerical viridian eyes and richly toned, olive brown skin.  She has long, glossy black hair lifted into a high chignon and secured by a loosely woven headband of glistening mermaid scales and turquoise glasstide roses.  She has a pinched face, a sharp and severe nose and a prominent collarbone marked by a tiny mole.  Her pointed chin and delicate bone structure contribute to the waifish appearance of her visage.  She has a metallic nearly sheer paint lends a subtle nacreous sheen to her skin, the wash patterned to create the suggestion of scales in the light.
She has an oval blood red eye tattoo on her neck, an eight-tined star tattooed in lapis ink on the top of her right hand, some inked whorls of mist on her arm, a kneeling vathor tattoo on her thigh, and a wild desert rose tattoo on her foot.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a sole glassthread vine spiralling its glimmery strands up the neck, a surplice aqua silk gown boasting filmy sleeves bristling with tiny siren scales, and a duo of filament-woven footflowers affixed to toe-bound sea glass rings.

Missoni explains, "Behizet stands on the shores of the Southron Wastes, a hub of trade for the people that live there." She points to a spot on the wavering map. "But this tale is from long before it was a sparkling jewel."

Missoni says, "Tonight I will sing of the nereid Apurlota, who made a fateful deal with an old crone."

Missoni grimly states, "Apurlota's Gifts."

(Missoni sits on the pianoforte's bench, grasping the edges to position herself closer to the keys. Her fingers remained poised above the instrument for a moment before striking a few introductory minor chords overlaid in arpeggios. The rhythm rises and falls with a crescendo that mimics the ocean waves.)

Missoni sings clearly:

    "Some say there are daughters who live in the waves,
     Whose eyes shine like moonlight upon the sea,
     And if it is true I know it must be
      
     Apurlota who visits the shore with me."

Yunni turns an inquisitive ear toward Missoni.

Missoni sings:

    "Apurlota arrived with bracelets of seaglass
     Smooth and polished in blues and greens.
     We told her our dreams and our troubles
     Then she returned to the aquamarine."

Nazarr turns an inquisitive ear toward Missoni.

(Missoni works the damper pedal to elongate the phrases in the swelling rhythm, the notes blending like a swirling sea as the light from the pianoforte's candelabras glints across the scales along her sleeves and in her hair.)

Missoni sings:

    "Apurlota arrived with anklets of coral
     Reddish pink and softened by waves.
     We told her our dreams and our troubles
     Then to us the trinkets she gave."

Missoni sways slightly in place, her surplice gown following her movement in a languid, liquid drift, pulled by some numinous undertow.

Missoni sings:

    "Apurlota arrived with combs of abalone
     Gleaming their nacreous hues.
     We told her our dreams and our troubles
     Then to us no gift she eschewed."

Teveriel gazes with awe at Missoni.
Yunni gazes admiringly at Missoni.

(Missoni leans in toward the pianoforte, her fingers digging a little more deeply into the keys as she modulates into a minor key. A slight increase in tempo heralds the next verse.)

Missoni sings:

    "Apurlota arrived with earrings of pearl
     Pristine white, smooth and round.
     But this time instead of our troubles,
     It was our own gift she found."

(Missoni strikes a cacophonic, clashing chord progression before stilling her fingers on the keys. She turns to face the audience and meets Annarosa's eyes. Missoni's voice takes on a raspy quality as she intones the next verse.)

Missoni recites raspily:

    "Haven't you always wanted to walk?
     To see the the sights on the shore?
     There is so much excitement out there!
     Haven't you always wanted more?"

(Missoni turns back to the pianoforte, resuming the melody in its eerie minor key.)

Missoni sings softly:

    "Apurlota arrived with gifts for us all.
     Treasures from the sea's darkest depths.
     If ever she wanted more for herself,
     She never uttered those words with her breath."

Missoni shakes her head.

(Missoni quickly depresses and lifts the damper pedal, the melody dying as abruptly as it began. She once again turns to the audience, this time meeting Tenacity's eyes as she intones.)

Missoni recites raspily:

    "Yes! You've always wanted to walk!
     To see the the sights of the shore!
     There is so much excitement out there!
     You've always wanted more!"

(Missoni once again turns back to the pianoforte. The melody resumes once more, but it is again short-lived.)

Missoni sings:

    "Apurlota arrived upon the shore
     To find the gift was a trade.
     In exchange for the water in her body,
     She would be given . . . legs."

As Missoni turns, the scales on her surplice gown catch the ambient light in cascading sparkles, shifting from deep abyssal tones to the pale luster of drowned pearls.

(Missoni abandons the pianoforte, striding into a pool of harsher light at the front of the stage. She looks to Riend as she intones.)

Missoni recites raspily:

    "Yes! Meet me beneath the drakewood.
     Give me your water and in turn you will walk."
      
     Missoni drops to her knees, as if entreating someone resting prone before her.
      
     "But I need just a little more."
      
     "Just a little--More, more, more!"

(Missoni sits back on her heels, her hands resting limply in her lap as her voice rings a cappella, the notes taking on the the quality of a dirge.)

Missoni sings mournfully:

    "Apurlota lay upon the shore
     Helpless to the withering of her soul.
     She had but one more gift within her."
      
     Missoni's fingertips tap the boards of the stage before her, the pattering akin to tiny droplets in rhythm with the next line,
     "A few stray tears to drench the soil."

Missoni sings:

    "And that is how the tree knew her plight,
     Its very branches came alive and to her aid.
     The drakewood reached out and skewered the crone.
     Yet there was but one way for Apurlota to be saved."

(Missoni rises to her feet, an arm sweeping before her as if tracing a distant horizon.)

Missoni trembles slightly and her surplice gown stirs in response, the scales festooning the sleeves fanning outward in a whisper of movement.

Seomanthe gazes in wonder at Missoni.

Missoni sings:

    "Apurlota stands upon the shore,
     Her soul now sealed within the tree.
     Yet still she brings gifts for us all--"

Teveriel gazes at Missoni.

Missoni sings clearly:

    "Blossoms of blue and ultramarine."

Missoni tilts her head down.

Missoni dips into a deep, graceful curtsy, the fabric of her surplice gown pooling at her feet like sea mist rolling over a shoreline.

Riend smiles at Missoni.
Annarosa sighs softly.
Seomanthe applauds Missoni wildly!

Riend applauds Missoni warmly.
Lyracellan applauds Missoni.
Lissaya applauds Missoni.
Aerocus heavily pounds both his fists against his chest and bows his head slightly.
Reynairra applauds Missoni.

Teveriel applauds Missoni.
Arbeia applauds.
Sulien applauds with enthusiasm, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.
Chamorr applauds Missoni.
Kippe applauds Missoni warmly.

Aurien applauds.
Chamorr applauds Missoni.
Chamorr applauds Missoni.

Missoni nods appreciatively.

Seomanthe crows, "Wonderful!"

Missoni bows to a vast stage.

Missoni murmurs, "Thank you."

(Missoni makes her way toward the wings of the stage, and the stagehands reappear to wheel the pianoforte into darkness.)

Speaking to Missoni, Teveriel says, "I didn't realize you were possessed of such mastery over the keys. Well done."

Seomanthe recites:

    "Another beautiful free transport to the seashore!"

Seomanthe recites:

    "We're about to welcome our last performer to the Revelian stage this evening, but first my pockets are still weighed down with prizes!"

Seomanthe gives her illthorn leaf pin a brisk spin, an amused and slightly smug smile crossing her lips as the pin comes to rest pointing directly at her.  Seomanthe wins again... what a surprise!

Seomanthe blinks.
Seomanthe cackles!

Seomanthe gives her illthorn leaf pin a brisk spin, an amused and slightly smug smile crossing her lips as the pin comes to rest pointing directly at her.  Seomanthe wins again... what a surprise!

Seomanthe stares at her illthorn leaf pin.

Annarosa begins chuckling at Seomanthe!
Speaking to her Aspis pin, Seomanthe says, "Now look here."

Seomanthe takes off a vaalin-swept illthorn leaf pin.

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Tearieyes.  Tearieyes wins!

Seomanthe exclaims, "Ah HA!"

Aurien turns to Tearieyes and cheers!
Riend applauds Tearieyes.
Sulien turns to Tearieyes and cheers!
Kippe applauds Tearieyes.

Seomanthe removes a triple-strand jade and silver necklace from in her sack.
Seomanthe offers Tearieyes a triple-strand jade and silver necklace.
Tearieyes accepts Seomanthe's jade and silver necklace.

Seomanthe lets loose a loud whoop of delight.
Tearieyes gasps.

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Riend.  Riend wins!
Seomanthe beams happily at Riend!

Riend blinks.
Kippe applauds Riend.
Annarosa turns to Riend and cheers!
Sulien applauds Riend.

Seomanthe removes a gold-limned red lute-shaped hairstick from in her sack.
Seomanthe offers Riend a gold-limned red lute-shaped hairstick.
Riend accepts Seomanthe's red lute-shaped hairstick.
Riend nods appreciatively at Seomanthe.
Speaking surprisedly to Seomanthe, Riend says, "Thank you."

Traiva Performs

Seomanthe recites:

    "Now please, put your hands together loud and make sure every Revelia spirit hears you welcome the one and only.... 
      
      Traiva!"

Evii applauds wildly!
Riend applauds warmly.

The backstage curtains part slightly, and Traiva steps out onto the stage.  A glimpse of the shadowy backstage is briefly visible before the curtains close behind her.

Sulien applauds Traiva.
Yunni lets out a cheer!
Annarosa turns to Traiva and cheers!

s>l traiva
You see Chatelaine Traiva Verethundi the Frontier Philanthropist.
She appears to be an Aelotoi of the Mrae'ni Clan.
She is petite in stature and has an hourglass figure.  She appears to be in the flower of life.  She has smoldering, viridian-flecked dark hazel eyes and rose-tinted ivory skin.  She has hip length, softly curled deep cordovan hair twisted into a nape-hugging chignon and topped with a black wool hat with dual sprays of nacreous feathers swooping over the downturned brim.  She has a heart-shaped face and high cheekbones.  She has semilustrous barely pink polish brushed onto her faintly rounded fingernails.  She has a pair of jade-veined elongated emerald wings.
She has a knotwork and dragonfly tattoo on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a porcelain carnival mask in her right hand and a round birdseye maple mandolin with polished gold fittings in her left hand.
She is wearing a wire-twisted veniom necklace strung with a rose-shaped emerald pendant, a thigh-skimming svelte velvet shirt with a deep v-neckline with a corset of shadowed jade silk ribbon-laced to enhance an hourglass silhouette underneath, some sheer black silk stockings with seams down the back, and some sleek ebon leather shoes lofted on thin spike heels.

Aurien lets out a cheer!
Cryheart applauds Traiva.
Yardie applauds Traiva.
Sulien turns to Traiva and cheers!

Jaired lets loose a loud whoop of delight.
Peatwyn applauds.
Cryheart says, "Woot."
Tearieyes hoots.
Fayotae seems a bit less imposing.
Guarrin applauds Traiva.

(Traiva strides slowly to the front of center stage as she begins to play a gently rolling melody on her birdseye maple mandolin, her gaze downcast and introspective. The theater lights dim until only a soft blue wash highlights Traiva on the stage.)

Traiva sings with a warm alto:

    "They brought me a beautiful basket of fruit,
     And two finger bowls of glass.
     The couch is gold with a floral design
     And the wine is Icemule's best --"
      
        She leans forward to quickly note, "A light icewine."
      
     "And the wine is Icemule's best."

Lucraine beams happily at Traiva!
Ouidanna turns an inquisitive ear toward Traiva.
Yunni distractedly glances at Traiva.

(Traiva lifts her face to gaze out toward the audience, her fingers caressing her mandolin's strings.)

Traiva sings with a warm alto:

    "My thoughts drift into the frozen night --
         The tundra is covered with snow --
     And numbly they ride on an icy wind
     To places they're longing to go. . .
     To places they're longing to go."

Sulien shivers.

(Traiva tilts her head slightly to the side, a slight smile curving her lips.)

Traiva sings wistfully:

    "I remember the tall dark Nalfein rose
     Who doted on me like a queen.
     And slept with me under a burgundy quilt
     With sheets of silk in between. . .
          Well, anyway, that's how it seemed."

Yunni gazes heavenward.

(Traiva gazes down at the front rows of the audience with a wry expression on her face.)

Tearieyes smiles quietly to herself.

Traiva sings wistfully:

    "I thought I wanted to marry her --
     Her form was blessed by the gods.
     Her words were gentle and ever so true,
     And soft as the Bhoreas fog. . .
        And lost in the Bhoreas fog."

Traiva slowly empties her lungs.

(Traiva slowly paces to the front left corner of the stage, her body swaying with the gentle, rolling music flowing from her mandolin.)

Traiva sings liltingly:

    "I remember the lass from the monastery
     Who was training to be a monk.
     She brought flowers and wine to my room
     And we both got happily drunk. . .
        And we both got perfectly drunk."

Tearieyes breaks out in a silly grin.
Sulien grins wryly.

Traiva smiles impishly and lifts her chin as her voice chimes through the theater.

Nazarr chuckles.
Cryheart grins at Traiva.

Traiva sings liltingly:

    "She laughed like the chimes of a silver bell.
     Her eyes were bright sapphire blue.
     She could dance the waltz with the grace of a deer. . .
        And I wanted to marry her, too.
        Yes I wanted to marry her, too."

(Traiva turns to stride to the opposite side of the stage as she sings, her eyes falling half-closed by the end of the verse.)

Traiva sings wistfully:

    "There was that hair of a dog from the Vornavis coast
     Who kept telling me I was still young.
     She spoke in pure silver and smoothed out the lines
     Round my eyes saying I was the one. . .
         Forever that I'd be the one."

(Traiva squares her shoulders, a wry grin tugging at the corners of her mouth.)

Traiva sings with a warm alto:

    "She drank and she cussed and she wrote her own songs.
     She was very much on the go.
     We followed each other for almost a year --"

Traiva closes her eyes for a moment.

Traiva resignedly says, "I couldn't have married her though."

Lissaya chuckles.

(Traiva grimaces slightly.)

Heilyn nods knowingly.

Traiva sings smoothly:

    "So she was another that just had to go."

(Traiva pauses her singing for an extra bar of music, letting her last words hang in the air before she begins to slowly make her way back to the center of the stage.)

Traiva sings with a warm alto:

    "There was that black eyed beauty from the Landing town..
     Two days were never too long.
     She stood by the mirror and picked out the rose,
     But I already wrote her a song. . .
         Yes I already wrote her a song."

(Traiva shrugs her shoulders slightly and gazes out across the theater, a resigned expression on her face.)

Traiva sings airily:

    "So here I sit with my basket of fruit,
     And two finger bowls of glass.
     I finished my bottle of Icemule's best,
     And concluded by thoughts on the past. . . ."

(Traiva's cool, even gaze sweeps across the audience as the stage lights quickly shift from soft blue to pale rose, washing her with a nearly red sheen.)

Traiva sings with measured tones:

    "That love is a pain in the ass."

Reynairra gazes fearfully at Traiva.
Seomanthe snickers.
Mauss cackles!
Reynairra smiles.

Nazarr laughs!
Yunni starts chortling.

(Traiva strums half a bar more of the melody before sweeping her fingers over the mandolin's strings for one last chord. She quickly places her hand on the strings, stilling the music with a determined finality.)

Missoni flashes a quick grin at Traiva.
Yunni adopts an agreeable expression.
Peatwyn starts chortling.
Sulien laughs!

Lyracellan chuckles.
Nazarr applauds Traiva.
Reynairra applauds Traiva.
Nazarr applauds Traiva.
Ouidanna giggles to herself.
Sulien applauds Traiva.

Missoni applauds Traiva warmly.
Ouidanna applauds Traiva.
Evii applauds Traiva.
Riend gazes in amusement at Traiva.

Lissaya applauds Traiva.
Reynairra turns to Traiva and cheers!
Sulien raises his Bardfest brew in a toast!
Nazarr applauds Traiva.

(Traiva lowers her mandolin to her side as she crosses her left leg behind her and bows deeply from the hips, her emerald wings spreading slightly behind her.)

Lucraine hoots.
Seomanthe lets loose a loud whoop of delight.
Teveriel applauds Traiva.
Yunni applauds wildly!
Tolwynn applauds Traiva.

Seomanthe yells, "Revel Revelia!"
Ouidanna yells, "Revel Revelia!"
Ouidanna lets out a cheer!

Sulien yells, "Revel Revelia!!!"
Yunni cheers, "REvel Revelia!"
Tearieyes yells, "Revel Revelia!"
Traiva jubilantly cheers, "Revel Revelia!"
Littlemelody says, "Revel revelia."

Traiva giggles.
Mauss loudly yells, "Revel Leeya Leeya!"
Seomanthe grins.
Peatwyn exclaims, "Revelia!"

Seomanthe recites:

    "And on that fabulous note, the Carnivale Concert comes to a close!"

Reynairra exclaims, "Revel Revelia!"
Aurien lets out a cheer!
Meril lets out a cheer!

Guarrin applauds politely.
Corlyne applauds warmly.
Chamorr applauds.
Reynairra applauds Seomanthe.
Chamorr applauds.

Cryheart says, "Revel Revlelia has been revealed."
Traiva lets out a cheer!
Cryheart applauds.

Reynairra exclaims, "Thank you!  What an amazing show!"
Lyracellan lets out a cheer!
Missoni's face lights up with joy.
Lyracellan applauds.

Traiva recites:

    "Who wants more Door Prizes to close the Concert?"

Yunni turns to Traiva and cheers!
Fayotae raises his hand.
Annarosa softly exclaims, "Yes, yes!"
Mauss holds his palm out toward Traiva, looking for a handout.

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Littlemelody.  Littlemelody wins!

Speaking to Traiva, Evii says, "Oh. Sure. I'll take one."
Evii begs and pleads with Traiva.

Traiva removes a porcelain carnival mask from in her crushed velvet satchel.
Lyracellan applauds Littlemelody.
Traiva offers Littlemelody a porcelain carnival mask.

Traiva gives Evii a warm buss on the lips.
Speaking to Traiva, Evii says, "That's my door prize."
Traiva gives Evii a lingering kiss, first on one cheek, then the other.

Lyracellan softly says, "The performers really outdid themselves this night."
Riend agrees with Lyracellan.

Traiva offers Littlemelody a porcelain carnival mask.
Seomanthe exclaims, "Thank you all for coming out and celebrating with us tonight!"
Peatwyn applauds.
Tearieyes beams happily at Seomanthe!

Littlemelody accepts Traiva's carnival mask.
Yunni turns to Seomanthe and cheers!
Guarrin says, "Fine performances all around."
Jaired applauds Seomanthe.
Littlemelody says, "Thank you."

Seomanthe places her illthorn leaf pin flat on her palm and gives it a brisk spin.  The illthorn leaf pin twirls around in a blur for a few seconds before coming to rest pointing directly at Evii.  Evii wins!

Evii says, "Woo~."
Lyracellan turns to Evii and cheers!
Annarosa turns to Evii and cheers!
Evii bounces around happily.

Traiva says, "It was, again, a wonderful Concert."
Evii beams, her eyes filled with delight!
Riend says, "It truly was."
Missoni warmly says, "Thank you all. What a wonderful concert."

Seomanthe exclaims, "We could not do it without our performers and their muses, so please also another round for tonights artists!"
Seomanthe applauds warmly.
Traiva lets out a cheer!

Traiva recites:

    "And we could not have Revelia Carnivale without all of our wonderful event attendees."

Nazarr lets out a cheer!

Traiva recites:

    "Remember..
     Tomorrow has a workshop on The Art of Ataela, and then some Spa pampering before the Revelia Gala!"