Saturday, January 30, 2010
Achaea - Saturday, January 30, 2010, 3:32 AM
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Founders' Monument.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A
statue of Grind stands here. A statue of Darthus stands here. A statue of
Elentari stands here. A restored statue of Firefox stands here. A sewer grate
looms darkly beneath your feet. A ruined statue of Rhenn stands here. Alighted
nearby, an iridescent lunalia perches here. A runic totem is planted solidly
in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the
ground. A pike with the decapitated head of Jonamal has been erected. A
pathfinder bobs about in a circle, flexing its long wiry antennae. A pale blue
ice wyvern stands here, gazing at the ground. A stone gargoyle flies overhead
on leathery, grey wings. A skullcap flower lies here. Hashani Burgher Branak,
Squire of Vasool is here. He wields an ornate steel rapier in each hand.
Bondswoman Ariete Xanatov, Runic Snowflake is here. Daysia De'Verres is here.
She is surrounded by one reflection of herself. Disciplinarian Vasool Xanatov,
Wrathful Punisher is here. Sheltan Tiercel is here. He wields a simple fishing
pole in both hands. Blade Aspirant Revy, Sentry of Mhaldor is here. Knight
Aspirant Aci Tempest is here. He wields an ornate steel rapier in each hand.
Pauper Araui, Merchant in Training is seated here. Bondsman Jonzii is here. He
wields a steel shortsword in each hand. Devi Pythia, Harmonia is here. She
wields a cavalry shield in her left hand. Disciple Cetaiyo Etienne, of the
First Order is here. He wields an elemental staff in his left hand. Tyro
Tintagel is here. Sir Carmain Fol'ia, Knight of Mhaldor is here. Master Priyer
Raines is here. Colonel Payne Dread-Lichlord, Vidame of Lichlord is here,
shrouded. He wields a throwing axe in his left hand and a dwarven battleaxe in
his right.
You see exits leading east and south.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Greetings, Hashan, allies and
honoured guests."
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Today we have all gathered to
honour the lifelong journey one of our own has finally fulfilled."
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Vasool looks out, his eyes scanning the crowds. He walks over towards the
statues and stands resolute once more.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "It's a rare occurrence to have a
Hashani such as Branak finally attain the penultimate achievement any aspiring
knight could hope for."
Llyth bows her head slightly in respect to those in the room.
Llyth sits down.
Rising higher in the sky, the sun illuminates the land, confining darkness to
the shadows.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Before we commence with the
finality, I would say a few words about Branak, as his Sire."
Vasool turns and faces Branak. His arms crisply fall to his sides as he stands
tall.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Knights, attention!"
Standing up straight, Rakon looks straight ahead, arms locked
to his side.
Carmain stands tall, back straight, facing forward.
Ariete stands straight, eyes forward, heels together, and her hands clasped at
her sides, thumbline along the seam of her dress at rapt attention.
Revy straightens her back and snaps her arms to her side.
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Standing straight up Jonzii looks straight ahead, arms locked to his side.
Aci leaves to the south.
Aci arrives from the south.
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Vasool says to Branak with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Many years ago, a young
man in Ashtan came to me. He sought to fulfill a dream. Knowing full well the
strife it would entail, you sought to follow the time honoured tradition of
training to become a knight."
Hira arrives from the south.
Hira performs a graceful curtsey.
Araui stands up and stretches his arms out wide.
Vasool says to Branak with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Over the years I've
watched you grow and learn. As time passed by you have worn many hats and bore
many titles."
Aci leaves to the south.
Aci arrives from the south.
Vasool says to Branak with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "To some you were called
friend, to others you were called Mentor."
Vasool waves his hands out towards the crowd of people.
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Vasool says to Branak with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "To a great deal of
others, you were a defender of the Crown."
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "In the worst of times, wounds
were caused, and lessons were learned. In the best of times you were an
inspiration to so many others, and remain one to this very day."
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "And so it is with great pride, as
your Sire and Lord Knight, to finally see your days fulfilled."
Vasool says to Branak with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Step forward."
Branak takes a single step forward before returning to attention.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Knights, salute!"
You give Branak a respectful salute.
Vasool gives Branak a respectful salute.
Carmain gives Branak a respectful salute.
Revy gives Branak a respectful salute.
Ariete gives Branak a respectful salute.
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Branak gives the world a smart salute.
Jonzii gives Branak a respectful salute.
Aci gives Branak a respectful salute.
Attaining her fullest glory, the shining sun sits upon her throne at the apex
of her daily trek through the firmament.
Payne slowly fades into view, returning to the realm of perception.
Payne utters a short incantation, his body slowly fading from sight. Only his
laboured breathing warns you of his presence, and in seconds even this grows
muffled and silent.
Vasool says to Branak with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Kneel."
Branak kneels on one knee, his head bowed.
Vasool begins to wield a shining steel longsword marred with char marks in his
right hand.
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Vasool raises the longsword up into the air, his right arm extended fully out
in front.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Hashani Burgher Branak, Squire of
Hashan, hear my words well."
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Vasool lowers the blade, touching Branak's left shoulder.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Courage is what you have shown
us."
Vasool raises the sword slowly, and lightly touches it to Branak's right
shoulder.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Strength is what we've given you
in return."
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Ariete leaves to the south.
Vasool lifts the blade into the air once more, this time placing the tip upon
Branak's head.
The radiant sun shines all about you.
A ghostly apparition glides into view from the south.
Austere arrives from the south.
A ghostly apparition vanishes from sight to the south.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Rise Branak, and claim your
rightful title. From this day forward you shall be know as Sir Branak, Knight
of Hashan!"
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Knights, salute!"
Revy gives Branak a respectful salute.
Vasool gives Branak a respectful salute.
Carmain gives Branak a respectful salute.
Jonzii gives Branak a respectful salute.
Aci gives Branak a respectful salute.
Vasool turns to face the crowds once more.
The sun begins her downward journey towards eventual sleep, casting even, full
light upon the land.
The radiant sun shines all about you.
Founders' Monument.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A
statue of Grind stands here. A statue of Darthus stands here. A statue of
Elentari stands here. A restored statue of Firefox stands here. A sewer grate
looms darkly beneath your feet. A ruined statue of Rhenn stands here. Alighted
nearby, an iridescent lunalia perches here. A runic totem is planted solidly
in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the
ground. A pike with the decapitated head of Jonamal has been erected. A
pathfinder bobs about in a circle, flexing its long wiry antennae. A pale blue
ice wyvern stands here, gazing at the ground. A stone gargoyle flies overhead
on leathery, grey wings. Tyro Tintagel is here. Blade Aspirant Revy, Sentry of
Mhaldor is here. Colonel Payne Dread-Lichlord, Vidame of Lichlord is here,
shrouded. He wields a throwing axe in his left hand and a dwarven battleaxe in
his right. Hira Storm is here. Hashani Burgher Branak, Squire of Vasool is
here. He wields an ornate steel rapier in each hand. Sir Carmain Fol'ia,
Knight of Mhaldor is here. Disciple Cetaiyo Etienne, of the First Order is
here. He wields an elemental staff in his left hand. Disciplinarian Vasool
Xanatov, Wrathful Punisher is here. He wields a shining steel longsword marred
with char marks in his right hand. Pauper Araui, Merchant in Training is here.
Roh Tav'Elaon, Harbinger of Discord is here. He wields a needle-pointed dirk
marred with char marks in his left hand and an iron-tipped whip in his right.
Master Priyer Raines is here. Sheltan Tiercel is here. He wields a simple
fishing pole in both hands. Devi Pythia, Harmonia is here. She wields a
cavalry shield in her left hand. Bondsman Jonzii is here. He wields a steel
shortsword in each hand. Knight Aspirant Aci Tempest is here. He wields an
ornate steel rapier in each hand. Renshi Llyth Devi is seated here. Kohai
Austere, Ashuran Tiger is here. Daysia De'Verres is here. She is surrounded by
one reflection of herself.
You see exits leading east and south.
Vasool says with an old, Mhaldorian accent, "Thank you all for attending. Make
sure you congratulate Sir Branak on a fine achievement!"
Colonel Payne Dread-Lichlord, Vidame of Lichlord says to Branak, "Grats!"
Daysia's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.
Vasool gives Branak a wild cheer!
Branak says to Payne in a deep, gravelly voice, "Thank you."
Knight Aspirant Aci Tempest says to Branak, "Nice job!"
Cetaiyo congratulates Branak with some wild clapping.
Sir Carmain Fol'ia, Knight of Mhaldor says, "Congratulations Sir."
Sir Branak, Knight of Hashan (male Troll).
He is 78 years old, having been born on the 8th of Valnuary, 451 years after
the fall of the Seleucarian Empire.
He is ranked 713th in Achaea.
He is an extremely credible character.
He is not known for acts of infamy.
He is a Burgher in Hashan.
He is considered to be approximately 45% of your might.
He is a Desert Roamer in the Fellowship of Explorers.
He is a member of the clan called 'Knights of Hashan.'
He is a member of the clan called 'The Aesculus' Tree.'
He is a member of the clan called 'The Hashanite Legion.'
He is a mentor and able to take on proteges.
His motto: 'Pike off.'
He summoned Lord Taug in lost Kasmarkin.
He succeeded in bringing song back to Bopalopia.
He has taken the hand of Laiila Aesculus in marriage.
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