Behind the Scenes
The Ta'Vaalor guardsmen were updated on 07/19/2008 to have names and different personalities. Prior to that they were nameless and identical.
Thaevar is a young, tall, and portly elf. His fair complexion is highlighted by an abnormally large nose and very close-set hazel eyes. His long, flaxen hair is tied in two braids behind his back. A pair of prayer-beads hanging around his neck poke out from underneath his uniform. Thaevar is dressed in a dark red coat trimmed with bright gold piping, which also has one broad gold stripe across the left arm. His pants are a matching red with the cuffs tucked into knee-high dark leather boots.
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Glancing around, Thaevar surreptitiously pulls a small tome from his jacket pocket and opens it to a marked page, reading quietly under his breath and nodding emphatically in agreement with the text. With a smile, he quickly tucks the tome away again and resumes his duties.
A passing merchant wagon kicks up a cloud of dust, leaving the guards coughing and sputtering. Thaevar recites, "As the Arkati will it, so it shall be," to which Lafevartas rolls her eyes.
As a group of finely dressed nobility passes by, Lafevartas gazes longingly at their finery. Noticing this, Thaevar shakes his head and intones, "Lust not after the worldly goods, First Legionnaire. It does your mortal soul no good." Lafevartas blinks and scowls at Thaevar before snapping, "Quiet up and eyes front, Squire."
Thaevar closes his eyes for a moment and reverently mouths a quiet prayer.
Thaevar adjusts his equipment and frowns at nothing in particular.
Thaevar checks the edge on his weapon.
Thaevar gives you a speculative glance.
Thaevar glances about at his surroundings.
Thaevar scratches his nose.
Thaevar shifts his weight.
Interaction taken from the view of a Vaalor Elf and [[citizenship|citizen of Ta'Vaalor.
You curtsy to Thaevar. He glances at you and says, "Prostate yourself only in front of the Arkati!"
You nod to Thaevar in greeting, who who smiles in return and intones, "May the Arkati smile upon you."
You salute Thaevar, who frowns and says, "Do not honor me. Honor the Arkati."
You smile at Thaevar. He offers a gracious smile in return.
You wave to Thaevar. He smiles and nods in your direction before saying, "By the Arkati's good name, Greetings."