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 You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.
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	==Loresong==		==Loresong==
	Stirred to life by the power of your voice, rivulets of dawn-hued radiance coalesce over the golvern gauntlet before threading out into the air. As the quickening halo of luminscence spirals outward, blots of light amalgamate in its depths with blinding intensity. The brilliance spreads like swirls of dye through clear water, and the shapes mute into huge spectral humanoids. Not one seems to heed the presence of other objects or beings in the space it inhabits. Your voice falters. The figures shrivel and dim before winking out, leaving silence and darkness in their wake.		Stirred to life by the power of your voice, rivulets of dawn-hued radiance coalesce over the golvern gauntlet before threading out into the air. As the quickening halo of luminscence spirals outward, blots of light amalgamate in its depths with blinding intensity. The brilliance spreads like swirls of dye through clear water, and the shapes mute into huge spectral humanoids. Not one seems to heed the presence of other objects or beings in the space it inhabits. Your voice falters. The figures shrivel and dim before winking out, leaving silence and darkness in their wake.<br>
			<i>The power of Emislity's voice crests over the frame of the golvern gauntlet and stirs to life rivulets of dawn-hued radiance, which coalesce over the gauntlet before threading out into the air. As the quickening halo of luminscence spirals outward, blots of light amalgamate in its depths with blinding intensity. The brilliance spreads like swirls of dye through clear water, and the shapes mute into huge spectral humanoids. Not one seems to heed the presence of other objects or beings in the space it inhabits. Emislity's voice falters, and the figures shrivel and dim. They leave silence and darkness in their wake.</i>

	A veil of dawn-hued effulgence blossoms from the golvern of the gauntlet illuminating phantasmal hulks gathered in a rough ring. The golvern gauntlet serves as the semicircle's epicenter. Nigh-tangible, the huge and vaguely humanoid specters lumber and shift about soundlessly. Ripples blur the edges of their forms, leaping and dancing in time with the vibrato of your voice. Just as your command of the loresong begins to fray, one of the massive creatures steps forward and raises a ghostly hand to point at the gauntlet. Your voice fails, and the titanic figure collapses into a puddle of writhing dawn-hued light that oozes into the ground.		A veil of dawn-hued effulgence blossoms from the golvern of the gauntlet illuminating phantasmal hulks gathered in a rough ring. The golvern gauntlet serves as the semicircle's epicenter. Nigh-tangible, the huge and vaguely humanoid specters lumber and shift about soundlessly. Ripples blur the edges of their forms, leaping and dancing in time with the vibrato of your voice. Just as your command of the loresong begins to fray, one of the massive creatures steps forward and raises a ghostly hand to point at the gauntlet. Your voice fails, and the titanic figure collapses into a puddle of writhing dawn-hued light that oozes into the ground.<br>
			<i>The power of Emislity's voice crests over the frame of the golvern gauntlet and stirs to life rivulets of dawn-hued radiance, which coalesce over the gauntlet before threading out into the air. As the quickening halo of luminscence spirals outward, blots of light amalgamate in its depths with blinding intensity. The brilliance spreads like swirls of dye through clear water, and the shapes mute into huge spectral humanoids. Not one seems to heed the presence of other objects or beings in the space it inhabits. Emislity's voice falters, and the figures shrivel and dim. They leave silence and darkness in their wake.</i>

	Fingers form of dawn-hued light, held aloft at a point higher than the top of a giantman's head. The radiance pulses in time with the cadence of your voice, spreading to shape first one, then an entire gathering, of immense humanoids. One of them, a massive being who fixes you and the golvern gauntlet in a baleful glance, moves toward you in a display of serpentine speed. In one moment, he is more than two arms' spans away from you, and in the next, he glares directly down into your eyes, the world barely visible through his luminous and dawn-hued form. Startled, your voice breaks, and the song fails. The titans disperse and bleed into the air until only a glowing haze remains, and that, too, soon fades.		Fingers form of dawn-hued light, held aloft at a point higher than the top of a giantman's head. The radiance pulses in time with the cadence of your voice, spreading to shape first one, then an entire gathering, of immense humanoids. One of them, a massive being who fixes you and the golvern gauntlet in a baleful glance, moves toward you in a display of serpentine speed. In one moment, he is more than two arms' spans away from you, and in the next, he glares directly down into your eyes, the world barely visible through his luminous and dawn-hued form. Startled, your voice breaks, and the song fails. The titans disperse and bleed into the air until only a glowing haze remains, and that, too, soon fades.<br><i>Fingers form of dawn-hued light, held aloft at a point higher than the top of a giantman's head. The radiance pulses in time with the cadence of Emislity's song as beams of light spread to shape first one, then an entire gathering, of immense humanoids. One of them, a massive being, fixes Emislity and the gauntlet she carries with a baleful glance. The titan bleeds through space with a serpent's speed, racing toward Emislity without twitching a phantasmal muscle. He glares directly down into Emislity's eyes, the brilliance comprising his mammoth physique washing in unrestrained waves over Emislity's smaller form. Startled, Emislity loses control of her voice and it breaks, shattering the song. The titans disperse and bleed into the air until only a glowing haze remains, and that, too, soon fades.</i>

	Just as you begin to recover your breath, a torturous emptiness tugs at your lungs, as if the air is being drawn out of them. You feel your lips move and give agonizing birth to a basso voice. The roar that erupts from your mouth is far too deep to have sprung naturally from your throat. In the succeeding silence, it rasps a sharp phrase that sends you reeling! The presence within you departs and leaves you feeling wasted and weak.		Just as you begin to recover your breath, a torturous emptiness tugs at your lungs, as if the air is being drawn out of them. You feel your lips move and give agonizing birth to a basso voice. The roar that erupts from your mouth is far too deep to have sprung naturally from your throat. In the succeeding silence, it rasps a sharp phrase that sends you reeling! The presence within you departs and leaves you feeling wasted and weak.<br><i>The golvern gauntlet seems to respond to the magic of Emislity's song.
			Emislity takes a deep breath in the wake of her song, but the intake of air transforms into a strangled gasp. Emislity's lips move, seemingly of their own voliton, giving birth to an improbable basso voice raised in a furious roar! In the succeeding silence, it rasps, "Fools! Little fools! Only titans may have titan powers! On your stinking, fragile hand, and forged by your talentless smiths, do you think that you can hope to master the might that flowed through our mighty veins?" Emislity staggers as if struck and collapses to her knees, looking wasted and weak.</i>

	With no little hesitation in your voice, you allow the power of your song to flow over the gauntlet. Dawn-hued light erupts from its golvern knuckles and lances into your chest! In an improbably deep bass, you let out a murderous shout. Its sense is lost to your ears, but its furious intent is clear. You stagger backward. The power of your song frays into tattered streamers of magic that spark in the air around you.		With no little hesitation in your voice, you allow the power of your song to flow over the gauntlet. Dawn-hued light erupts from its golvern knuckles and lances into your chest! In an improbably deep bass, you let out a murderous shout. Its sense is lost to your ears, but its furious intent is clear. You stagger backward. The power of your song frays into tattered streamers of magic that spark in the air around you.<br><i>
			No little hesitation is evident in Emislity's voice as she allows the power of her song to flow over the gauntlet. Dawn-hued light erupts from the gauntlet's golvern knuckles and lances into her chest! An improbably deep bass voice rumbles from her core. It shouts, "Leave us be! Vile creatures, small creatures! You have taken enough in your thirst for pillage, your hunger for conquest! Begone!" Emislity staggers backward, the power of her song fraying into tattered streamers of magic that spark in the air around her.
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	A barrage of dawn-hued light lances out of the glove and roars over you in a wash of agony!		A barrage of dawn-hued light lances out of the glove and roars over you in a wash of agony!

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	A '''silver-bound golvern gauntlet''' ~~was~~ sold at the [[Ebon Gate 2009]] [[Ebon Gate 2009 auction list\|auction]].		A '''silver-bound golvern gauntlet''' and a '''gold-bound eahnor glove''' were sold at the [[Ebon Gate 2009]] [[Ebon Gate 2009 auction list\|auction]].

			==Items==
			;a silver-bound golvern gauntlet

			;a gold-bound eahnor glove

			These items are alterable by GM Auchand as long as they remain gloves or gauntlets. The color light that they produce can also be changed by Auchand.

	==Loresong==		==Loresong==

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A '''silver-bound golvern gauntlet''' was sold at the [[Ebon Gate 2009]] [[Ebon Gate 2009 auction list|auction]].

==Loresong==
Stirred to life by the power of your voice, rivulets of dawn-hued radiance coalesce over the golvern gauntlet before threading out into the air. As the quickening halo of luminscence spirals outward, blots of light amalgamate in its depths with blinding intensity. The brilliance spreads like swirls of dye through clear water, and the shapes mute into huge spectral humanoids. Not one seems to heed the presence of other objects or beings in the space it inhabits. Your voice falters. The figures shrivel and dim before winking out, leaving silence and darkness in their wake.

A veil of dawn-hued effulgence blossoms from the golvern of the gauntlet illuminating phantasmal hulks gathered in a rough ring. The golvern gauntlet serves as the semicircle's epicenter. Nigh-tangible, the huge and vaguely humanoid specters lumber and shift about soundlessly. Ripples blur the edges of their forms, leaping and dancing in time with the vibrato of your voice. Just as your command of the loresong begins to fray, one of the massive creatures steps forward and raises a ghostly hand to point at the gauntlet. Your voice fails, and the titanic figure collapses into a puddle of writhing dawn-hued light that oozes into the ground.

Fingers form of dawn-hued light, held aloft at a point higher than the top of a giantman's head. The radiance pulses in time with the cadence of your voice, spreading to shape first one, then an entire gathering, of immense humanoids. One of them, a massive being who fixes you and the golvern gauntlet in a baleful glance, moves toward you in a display of serpentine speed. In one moment, he is more than two arms' spans away from you, and in the next, he glares directly down into your eyes, the world barely visible through his luminous and dawn-hued form. Startled, your voice breaks, and the song fails. The titans disperse and bleed into the air until only a glowing haze remains, and that, too, soon fades.

Just as you begin to recover your breath, a torturous emptiness tugs at your lungs, as if the air is being drawn out of them. You feel your lips move and give agonizing birth to a basso voice. The roar that erupts from your mouth is far too deep to have sprung naturally from your throat. In the succeeding silence, it rasps a sharp phrase that sends you reeling! The presence within you departs and leaves you feeling wasted and weak.

With no little hesitation in your voice, you allow the power of your song to flow over the gauntlet. Dawn-hued light erupts from its golvern knuckles and lances into your chest! In an improbably deep bass, you let out a murderous shout. Its sense is lost to your ears, but its furious intent is clear. You stagger backward. The power of your song frays into tattered streamers of magic that spark in the air around you.

A barrage of dawn-hued light lances out of the glove and roars over you in a wash of agony!

It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...

You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.

[[Category:Ebon Gate Auction 2009]]
[[Category:Legendary Items]]