Tales of Adventures was the Order's third installment of storytelling events. This event took place in Fashanos of 5117.
This was a chance for Adventurers young and old gather to share stories of their first experiences in Elanthia.
This day we had a familiar face Krakii give two stories about her stories in Elanthia,and we also had Heyou, a Giantman, tell us the origins of his name.
[Town Square, Garden Niche]
This small niche between two buildings has been neatly landscaped into a tiny moonlit garden, its careful mosaic of flagstones interspersed with patches of trimmed grass. A low stone bench rests along one vine-covered wall, and a patch of colorful violets surrounds a painted wooden barrel in one corner.
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Welcome everyone we will get started shortly"
You glance about the room and notice an artist's easel suddenly appears out of thin air. A blank grey canvas rests on the easel. A black artist's brush suddenly materializes and scribes the canvas with the following message: "The Order is presenting Tales of the Adventures in the Garden Niche in Landing." After you read the message the brush and canvas disappear.
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Welcome everyone please help yourselves to refreshments on the cart while we wait to begin"
Rovvigen recites softly:
"We will start in another five minutes"
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Everyone ready to begin??"
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Thank you everyone for coming to support the Order of the Sphere and Scythe as we present the third of our fourth in a series of storytelling events."
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Tonight we will hear about tales of adventurers first time in Elanthia in our event Tales of Adventure. Special Guest Krakii is our storyteller tonight everyone please join him."
*The gathered crowd joins Krakii in excitement to hear stories of the past adventures.*
Rovvigen recites softly:
"I hope you all enjoy the stories being told tonight and please enjoy the refreshments on the cart."
Rovvigen recites softly:
"And from here I will turn the evening over to Krakii if she is ready"
Krakii says, "You betcha."
Krakii says, "Some of this I'm gonna mention in whispers, so make sure yer follerin' inna group."
Krakii says, "And I was new in the Landing, but it wasn't so early that I hadn't been to see a few things."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Remember at the time, only the one town. No Icemule, no Teras, nothing on the moon/through the runestone yet. No Elven lands, Solhaven, Kharam Dzu... Landing. Spider Temple. Danjirland and the Castle."
Krakii agrees with Fornoxx.
Krakii says, "Just a little enclave out inna wilderness, basically."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Some things have been put up on the Wiki. Things like the fame list, now, shows "only the top 1000"... at the time, the ENTIRE fame list was only about 2000 people."
Krakii whispers to the group, "When you logged in, there was the splash screen saying, "Welcome to GemStone!", and the top four people were shown. #1, a dividing line, and then the next three."
Krakii coughs.
Krakii says, "Sorry, too much grog."
Krakii whispers to the group, "I keep mis-spelling 'group'."
Krakii says, "So one evenin', kinda like this one, I'm just walking around the town."
Krakii says, "No visits to the Ragin' Thrak to walk around town, back then."
Krakii says, "So imagine my surprise when I find that there's another Inn, only outside the town gates. Waysides, that was."
Krakii says, "This's before Silvergate, and of course I knew about Frith's already."
You tilt your head slightly toward Krakii, noting the subtle changes in her muscles and breathing.
Krakii says, "So I go in, check the place out..."
Krakii says, "I've got a fireplace anna bar in my room."
Brakian pulls on the collar of his black leather coat, gaining coverage from the rainfall.
Krakii grins.
A crew of burly giantmen, under the command of a lissome, auburn-haired elf lass, quickly set up a deep blue and silver tent with a scarlet owl over the entrance. The giants talk about heading for an ale, but a stern look from the elf lass stops them, and they follow her out, grumbling slightly.
Rovvigen points at a deep blue and silver tent with a scarlet owl over the entrance.
Krakii says, "Or we can go to the tent."
Mikalmas grins.
Mikalmas says, "Keeps everyone close, to stay out of the rain."
Krakii's group just entered a deep blue and silver tent with a scarlet owl over the entrance.
*To get out of the storm, the folks gathered to hear Tales of Adventures heads into a nearby tent that was setup*
Speaking softly to Krakii, Rovvigen says, "Sorry we can continue when you are ready."
Rovvigen bows to Krakii.
Krakii asks, "Everyone follered up again?"
Krakii says, "Flimbo wavin' that loincloth around, it's blockin the sightline to make sure the whole crowd's close enough."
Krakii says, "So, I'm walkin' through Waysides."
Krakii says, "Here's this guy, just sittin' there. Seems sorta familiar."
Krakii says, "Knockin' back a beer."
Krakii takes a drink from her creamy dwarven grog.
Krakii says, "Turns out his name was Dartaghan Darkstar."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Which I knew I knew from somewhere... scroll back up to the top of the login. OH, you mean the #1 guy on the fame list!"
Krakii says, "Some of you might know'im as a past Chairman of Arcane."
Krakii points at her blue sapphire neckchain.
Krakii says, "I readily confuse sapphires with compass directions."
Krakii mutters under her breath.
Krakii says, "So I ask 'im, "Whatcha doin'? I mean... here." Didn't seem like that great a place to just sit."
Krakii says, "Nobody there, like in the Town Square."
Krakii says, "And he says, "Huntin'!"."
Krakii says, "An' I'm the Queen of Elfland."
Rovvigen grins.
Iseo snickers.
Krakii whispers to the group, "This was (way!) before the changes to experience absorption, so you did *not* need to be in a hunting area to learn when a creature died."
Krakii whispers to the group, "That's the key, right there."
Katara says, "He was a mage..."
Mikalmas grins at Krakii.
Katara says, "Heh."
Krakii says, "So we chit-chat for a bit."
Krakii nods at Katara.
Katara says, "All meteors."
Krakii says, "You might see where this's goin'."
Krakii shakes her head.
Krakii says, "Close."
Katara says, "Do tell."
Iseo says, "Farmer and his vines."
Krakii says, "Some of the things we find nowadays in trinkets, critter treasure... used to be spells."
Katara says, "Ahh."
Krakii says, "Stun & Death clouds."
Krakii says, "An' the big one, FireStorm. (Also a trap, of course.)"
Katara waggles her fingers mystically. Ooh...impressive.
Katara says, "The good 'ol days."
Krakii says, "Because FireStorm hit everything in the area, an' it lingered."
Krakii agrees with Katara.
Krakii says, "Turns out what Dart was doin'... he had a familiar sittin' out inna Spider Temple, behind the onyx door."
Krakii says, "Everyone who was titled would pretty much be in either steel golems or the Temple."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Wasn't that much over 20th level, really. About the month I got here, the Krolvin village/mine opened up, so there was a 25th level creature added."
Krakii says, "Dart stands up, packs up his beer, pulls off his ring..."
Krakii says, "Says he'll be right back, and poofs out."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Pre-familiar gate, too. Pan was a big agitator for that one."
Krakii says, "Few moment later, here he pops back in again, plops down, and grabs a beer."
Krakii says, "Hunting. Right."
Krakii says, "He was going out to the central part of the Temple, getting ready with RapidFire..."
Krakii says, "Prepping FireStorm, and making a speed run through the Leg of Victim."
Krakii says, "Drop one in every room."
Flimbo laughs!
Krakii says, "Takes a while to form, so on the way BACK he drops another one."
Krakii says, "Go out the onyx door again, ring back, and chug down the beers."
Krakii says, "I thought it was BRILLIANT."
Krakii says, "Coolest thing since somebody used a drake falchion to slice AND toast bread."
Krakii whispers to the group, "He went on to become a GM, and the Wizard guru."
Katara says, "He had the coolest workshop, too."
Katara giggles.
Speaking to Rovvigen, Krakii says, "If yer not bored yet, I could tell some more li--- perfectly believable stories about others, too."
Krakii asks, "You mean out onna way to Solhaven?"
Iseo says, "Let's have a Bleeds story."
Krakii says, "The Oddities."
Krakii says, "Inherited. From another hobbit, named Odds."
Iseo grins at Flimbo.
Krakii says, "First one to ever Enchant."
Katara says, "Nice."
Krakii says, "Not by the mine road, like now."
Krakii whispers to the group, "And the threks were just silly fast. And hit hard."
Fornoxx says, "You could tell some more, the tails bring back fond thoughts for those of us how live in those times but lost the memories."
Krakii asks, "Anyone ever heard of Harcourt?"
Krakii asks, "Or Sagan?"
Brakian nods at Krakii.
Brakian quietly says, "Both of them."
Brakian quietly says, "HArcourt Mudd."
Krakii beams happily at Brakian!
Brakian quietly says, "Sagan Necropolis."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Some background: Harcourt was one of the Evil Dark Evil Darkly kind of folks. Actually carried a black ledger, that he would pretend to write in, to track names of people who did him wrong."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Great guy, though. You could be haranguing each other back and forth out loud, and in whispers you're trading fond hello's."
Iseo inclines her ear, listening intently.
Krakii whispers to the group, "Well, Sagan was another of those. Only more intimidating."
Brakian whispers to the group, "And less tolerant."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Eric looked like a biker, or a bouncer. Always dressed in black, chain holding the wallet/keys onto the belt, like that. Smoker, leather jacket, the whole thing."
Heyou whispers to the group, "Is Sagan the one with the hideout?"
Brakian nods at Heyou.
Heyou nods.
Brakian whispers to the group, "They mad ethat after he died."
Brakian whispers to the group, "He was one of the first GMs to die IRL."
Krakii whispers to the group, "I still describe him by his ballcap, which was a black baseball cap with a six-letter word sounding similar to a Duck."
Mikalmas says, "Sorry, Dergotean. Weather made us move into a tent."
Krakii whispers to the group, "So he had a lot of attitude."
Krakii whispers to the group, "He went on, to give you some idea of the kind of guy he was, to be GM Sayzor (and responsible for LFM in the Rogue Guild), and got hired by Simu for Customer Service, of all things. Customer Service. Probably wearing that ball-cap while he was answering, too."
Brakian whispers to the group, "HE was fun to drink with."
Krakii says, "So, Sagan's lurkin' around Town Square, as pretty much everyone did."
Krakii says, "An' this new turnip-farmer shows up."
Krakii says, "All-black outfit. Doom and gloom all over him. Forboding presence, all that."
Krakii says, "Wants to be all tough. Build up a reputation."
Krakii says, "Sagan, outta the goodness of his heart."
Krakii says, "Sorry, I got that out with a straight face."
Krakii coughs.
Krakii says, "Sagan takes him under his wing. Show you where everything is in town. Learn you the right things."
Krakii whispers to the group, "And of course, some things you don't say out loud, so Sagan whispers to him."
Krakii says, "Teaches him about where to get armor, and weapons, and so on."
Krakii says, "Gives him a crystal amulet, tells him how to 'think'."
Krakii says, "Nowadays I get in trouble I try to tell people how to think, so mostly I assume they don't."
Brakian quietly says, "Safer that way."
Krakii agrees with Brakian.
Brakian quietly says, "And less disappointing."
Krakii says, "So this fellow wants to be a big assassin. Long-time dream an' all that."
Krakii says, "Sagan says you have to do it RIGHT. There's style involved."
Krakii says, "Takes him over ta the Cleric shop, shows him how to buy 'a ritual dagger'. Wouldn't dream of killin' someone with anythin' else."
Krakii whispers to the group, "This was before the modern 'order' grid. You know the Character Manager in the Inn? Totally separate system from GemStone--not even 'in' the game--so you could be there rolling stats and the game crashes, and you FINALLY get something you like... only to lose it, because the game crashed last Tuesday."
Krakii whispers to the group, "There was also the Merchant Manager, at each of the shops here in town. Worked the same way. distinct system, outside the game."
Krakii whispers to the group, "The key was, when you returned from the (either one) Manager... you did NOT 'see' the room again, unless you did a 'look'."
Krakii says, "So Sagan shows the new guy--let's call him NewGuy, simplifies things--how to haggle with a merchant."
Krakii says, "Like I say, armor, weapon... and now in the Cleric shop."
Krakii says, "NewGuy steps up to haggle with the merchant..."
Krakii says, "An' Sagan? Sagan hides."
Krakii says, "Ready to 'stalk newguy' just as soon as he can see him."
You feel more refreshed.
Krakii says, "NewGuy finishes up with the merchant, gets out his shiny new dagger..."
Krakii says, "(Couldn't kill anythin' with it, anyhow, because... well. New guy.)"
Krakii says, "Totally beside the point. He's a deadly assassin."
Krakii says, "And Sagan is stalking him."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Now all of his instructions are whispered. Go here. Walk around there. And so on."
Krakii says, "Since they're still INside the town walls, the crowds of townsfolk prolly didn't let NewGuy notice that he wasn't seein' Sagan, while they walked."
Krakii says, "But then they wind up OUTside the town walls."
Your fairy tattoo glances around in ennui as it shuffles around in place.
Krakii says, "Note that, for purposes of the law... that was OUTside of the town walls."
Krakii says, "An' then Sagan goes mum."
Dergoatean says, "I can only imagine where this is going."
Krakii asks, "An' NewGuy is standin' there, wondering. Curious. Where'd his buddy go?"
Krakii says, "Finally remembers to 'look'... nobody there."
Dergoatean ponders.
Krakii asks, "Sagan? You here?"
Krakii says, "Then he remembers that his buddy showed him this crystal amulet."
.
Krakii says, "So the whole Landing was treated to having the thoughts of NewGuy echoing in their head, "Sagan? I thought you were going to show me how to assassinate someone?"..."
Krakii exclaims, "* NewGuy just bit the dust!"
Krakii whispers to the group, "I can just see Eric, sitting there at the monitor, 'attack newguy' loaded up, finger hovering over the 'Enter' key, blazing up a cancer stick."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Chuckling quietly to himself."
Krakii says, "Dropped the ritual dagger, and sauntered back inta town with a clean legal record."
Krakii says, "Man had style."
Krakii says, "Prolly my two fondest memories of those old fogies."
.
Speaking softly to Dergoatean, you say, "Rovvigen is the ringmaster of this circus tonight."
Rovvigen softly says, "Thats a part of the Order."
Dergoatean nods.
Rovvigen softly says, "Another goal of the Order s preserving the history of Elanthia."
Rovvigen softly says, "By stories and roleplaying."
Rovvigen softly says, "The Order is not just about Seers."
Heyou asks, "Is this a circus, I had someone tell me I belong in a circus?"
Speaking to Rovvigen, Dergoatean asks, "Roleplaying, like students and teachers?"
Rovvigen softly says, "No not ike students and teachers."
Heyou shrugs.
Speaking to Rovvigen, Dergoatean asks, "Librarians?"
Rovvigen softly says, "Everyone has stories to tell about Elanthia."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Actually, the Krakiipedia was due to someone else entirely. I had been on a spate of correcting someone about something, and he made a comment about 'poring over the tomes of the Krakiipedia' (because I brought up some dusty old history of something or other)."
Heyou says, "Have one to tell about me."
Krakii whispers to the group, "GM Naos was getting ready to put up a Wiki because people were calling for it, and he wrote asking if I would mind (?!?!?) if that name got used. Why would I *mind*?!?!"
Krakii whispers to the group, "So, I became the ornamental figurehead."
Dergoatean whispers to the group, "Well that's one big question finally answered."
Rovvigen nods at Krakii.
Krakii says, "Meant I didn't have ta *actually* know anythin' any more. Just LOOK like I did."
Krakii says, "Simplified things tremendously."
Speaking to Krakii, Dergoatean says, "If you know where to look, you're most of the way there."
Rovvigen nods at Krakii.
Speaking to Rovvigen, Krakii says, "Dat was really all I had fer this evenin'."
Rovvigen recites softly:
"I want everyone to give a big round of applauds to Krakii for telling us two stories tonight. one about Dart and the other Sagan"
Mikalmas exclaims, "Thank you for sharing, Krakii!"
Speaking softly to Krakii, you gush, "It was wonderful listening to your stories. Thank you for joining us."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Thanks for bein' patient enough to listen!"
Krakii stands up.
Flimbo shrilly exclaims, "Excellent stories! And top shelf whiskey to boot!"
Fornoxx says, "Great tails you weave."
Fornoxx nods at Krakii.
Speaking softly to Krakii, Rovvigen says, "Enjoy the evening."
Heyou says, "'My story is way shorter than that last one, I mean two."
Mikalmas says, "Certainly, Heyou. We are always interested in hearing history."
Speaking softly to Heyou, Rovvigen says, "We are ready when you are."
Heyou says, "I am Heyou."
Heyou says, "I wasn't born Heyou."
Heyou says, "I was born something else."
Heyou says, "But what I don't know."
Heyou says, "But I am pretty sure I had a name."
Heyou says, "Let me go back."
Heyou says, "I was born to a normal couple in anormal village."
Heyou says, "Think."
Heyou ponders.
Heyou says, "Anyways."
Heyou says, "I was born ad give a name."
Heyou says, "But somewhere along the way of my childhood."
Heyou says, "MY parents decided I was good enough."
Heyou says, "So."
Heyou ponders.
Heyou says, "I don't remmber this actualy."
Heyou says, "KInd of guessing really."
Heyou says, "I was taken with the family to a merchant."
Heyou says, "And left with them."
Heyou says, "And I was told the merchant was my granny."
Heyou says, "But she was a gnome."
Rovvigen smiles.
Heyou says, "So that was kind of had to believe."
Flimbo shrilly exclaims, "Gnomes are spectacular!"
Heyou asks, "But who was I to argue?"
Dergoatean shakes his head at Flimbo and clucks his tongue.
Heyou says, "So I stayed with Granny Leftteller."
Heyou says, "Granny Leftteller had a costume shop."
Heyou says, "And I was taught to fetch costumes."
Heyou says, "And fabric."
Heyou says, "And buttons."
Rovvigen nods.
Heyou says, "And fake hair."
The bushy-tailed chipmunk forages around, finding a small sticky something camouflaged by lint which it pounces on and devours with rodent glee.
Heyou says, "And all sorts of stuff."
Heyou asks, "And well?"
Heyou says, "I kind ran myself ragged."
Heyou says, "And as my clothes wore out."
Rovvigen softly says, "Sounds like it."
The diminutive fire elemental chuckles.
Heyou says, "Or I grew out of them."
Cleodelia snickers.
Heyou says, "Granny would take old returned costumes."
Heyou says, "And give them to me to wear."
Heyou says, "And I loved my Granny."
Heyou says, "So I loved the clothes."
Heyou says, "I grew and grew."
Heyou says, "And Granny got older and older."
Heyou says, "When I got older Granny had another merchant teach me to train animals."
Heyou says, "And set me to catching rats and training them."
Heyou says, "And Granny sold the rats."
Heyou says, "With her costumes."
Heyou says, "And grew richer."
Dergoatean says, "What a peculiar business model."
Dergoatean glances at Heyou and rubs his chin thoughtfully.
Heyou says, "A few years ago Granny passed away."
Cleodelia frowns.
Rovvigen weeps softly, quiet tears falling from his eyes.
Heyou says, "And I inherited the costume business."
Mikalmas asks, "So how is business?"
Heyou says, "And although I am ertin Granny wanted me to continue in her footsteps."
Heyou says, "I did not wish to be a costumer."
Heyou says, "So I sold off her wares."
Heyou says, "And took my best rat Fred."
Heyou plucks a scrawny sewer rat from a coarse burlap sack, the creature yawning as he wakes it up.
Heyou says, "Meet Fred."
Heyou sets a scrawny sewer rat on the ground and the creature immediately takes a few long moments to exasperatedly groom the offending marks of his fingers off its fur.
Rovvigen softly says, "Hi Fred."
Heyou says, "Well anyway."
Heyou exclaims, "I was called Hey You boy!"
Heyou says, "By all the customers."
Heyou says, "And it kind of stuck."
Heyou says, "And I became Heyou."
Mikalmas whispers, "Ah."
Heyou says, "And I took my favorite costumes and left."
Heyou says, "Wasn't full of danger and intrique like Krakii's."
Mikalmas says, "That was rather interesting. And kind of sad."
This was a chance for Adventurers young and old gather to share stories of their first experiences in Elanthia.
This day we had a familiar face Krakii give two stories about her stories in Elanthia,and we also had Heyou, a Giantman, tell us the origins of his name.
[Town Square, Garden Niche]
This small niche between two buildings has been neatly landscaped into a tiny moonlit garden, its careful mosaic of flagstones interspersed with patches of trimmed grass. A low stone bench rests along one vine-covered wall, and a patch of colorful violets surrounds a painted wooden barrel in one corner.
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Welcome everyone we will get started shortly"
You glance about the room and notice an artist's easel suddenly appears out of thin air. A blank grey canvas rests on the easel. A black artist's brush suddenly materializes and scribes the canvas with the following message: "The Order is presenting Tales of the Adventures in the Garden Niche in Landing." After you read the message the brush and canvas disappear.
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Welcome everyone please help yourselves to refreshments on the cart while we wait to begin"
Rovvigen recites softly:
"We will start in another five minutes"
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Everyone ready to begin??"
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Thank you everyone for coming to support the Order of the Sphere and Scythe as we present the third of our fourth in a series of storytelling events."
Rovvigen recites softly:
"Tonight we will hear about tales of adventurers first time in Elanthia in our event Tales of Adventure. Special Guest Krakii is our storyteller tonight everyone please join him."
*The gathered crowd joins Krakii in excitement to hear stories of the past adventures.*
Rovvigen recites softly:
"I hope you all enjoy the stories being told tonight and please enjoy the refreshments on the cart."
Rovvigen recites softly:
"And from here I will turn the evening over to Krakii if she is ready"
Krakii says, "You betcha."
Krakii says, "Some of this I'm gonna mention in whispers, so make sure yer follerin' inna group."
Krakii says, "And I was new in the Landing, but it wasn't so early that I hadn't been to see a few things."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Remember at the time, only the one town. No Icemule, no Teras, nothing on the moon/through the runestone yet. No Elven lands, Solhaven, Kharam Dzu... Landing. Spider Temple. Danjirland and the Castle."
Krakii agrees with Fornoxx.
Krakii says, "Just a little enclave out inna wilderness, basically."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Some things have been put up on the Wiki. Things like the fame list, now, shows "only the top 1000"... at the time, the ENTIRE fame list was only about 2000 people."
Krakii whispers to the group, "When you logged in, there was the splash screen saying, "Welcome to GemStone!", and the top four people were shown. #1, a dividing line, and then the next three."
Krakii coughs.
Krakii says, "Sorry, too much grog."
Krakii whispers to the group, "I keep mis-spelling 'group'."
Krakii says, "So one evenin', kinda like this one, I'm just walking around the town."
Krakii says, "No visits to the Ragin' Thrak to walk around town, back then."
Krakii says, "So imagine my surprise when I find that there's another Inn, only outside the town gates. Waysides, that was."
Krakii says, "This's before Silvergate, and of course I knew about Frith's already."
You tilt your head slightly toward Krakii, noting the subtle changes in her muscles and breathing.
Krakii says, "So I go in, check the place out..."
Krakii says, "I've got a fireplace anna bar in my room."
Brakian pulls on the collar of his black leather coat, gaining coverage from the rainfall.
Krakii grins.
A crew of burly giantmen, under the command of a lissome, auburn-haired elf lass, quickly set up a deep blue and silver tent with a scarlet owl over the entrance. The giants talk about heading for an ale, but a stern look from the elf lass stops them, and they follow her out, grumbling slightly.
Rovvigen points at a deep blue and silver tent with a scarlet owl over the entrance.
Krakii says, "Or we can go to the tent."
Mikalmas grins.
Mikalmas says, "Keeps everyone close, to stay out of the rain."
Krakii's group just entered a deep blue and silver tent with a scarlet owl over the entrance.
*To get out of the storm, the folks gathered to hear Tales of Adventures heads into a nearby tent that was setup*
Speaking softly to Krakii, Rovvigen says, "Sorry we can continue when you are ready."
Rovvigen bows to Krakii.
Krakii asks, "Everyone follered up again?"
Krakii says, "Flimbo wavin' that loincloth around, it's blockin the sightline to make sure the whole crowd's close enough."
Krakii says, "So, I'm walkin' through Waysides."
Krakii says, "Here's this guy, just sittin' there. Seems sorta familiar."
Krakii says, "Knockin' back a beer."
Krakii takes a drink from her creamy dwarven grog.
Krakii says, "Turns out his name was Dartaghan Darkstar."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Which I knew I knew from somewhere... scroll back up to the top of the login. OH, you mean the #1 guy on the fame list!"
Krakii says, "Some of you might know'im as a past Chairman of Arcane."
Krakii points at her blue sapphire neckchain.
Krakii says, "I readily confuse sapphires with compass directions."
Krakii mutters under her breath.
Krakii says, "So I ask 'im, "Whatcha doin'? I mean... here." Didn't seem like that great a place to just sit."
Krakii says, "Nobody there, like in the Town Square."
Krakii says, "And he says, "Huntin'!"."
Krakii says, "An' I'm the Queen of Elfland."
Rovvigen grins.
Iseo snickers.
Krakii whispers to the group, "This was (way!) before the changes to experience absorption, so you did *not* need to be in a hunting area to learn when a creature died."
Krakii whispers to the group, "That's the key, right there."
Katara says, "He was a mage..."
Mikalmas grins at Krakii.
Katara says, "Heh."
Krakii says, "So we chit-chat for a bit."
Krakii nods at Katara.
Katara says, "All meteors."
Krakii says, "You might see where this's goin'."
Krakii shakes her head.
Krakii says, "Close."
Katara says, "Do tell."
Iseo says, "Farmer and his vines."
Krakii says, "Some of the things we find nowadays in trinkets, critter treasure... used to be spells."
Katara says, "Ahh."
Krakii says, "Stun & Death clouds."
Krakii says, "An' the big one, FireStorm. (Also a trap, of course.)"
Katara waggles her fingers mystically. Ooh...impressive.
Katara says, "The good 'ol days."
Krakii says, "Because FireStorm hit everything in the area, an' it lingered."
Krakii agrees with Katara.
Krakii says, "Turns out what Dart was doin'... he had a familiar sittin' out inna Spider Temple, behind the onyx door."
Krakii says, "Everyone who was titled would pretty much be in either steel golems or the Temple."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Wasn't that much over 20th level, really. About the month I got here, the Krolvin village/mine opened up, so there was a 25th level creature added."
Krakii says, "Dart stands up, packs up his beer, pulls off his ring..."
Krakii says, "Says he'll be right back, and poofs out."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Pre-familiar gate, too. Pan was a big agitator for that one."
Krakii says, "Few moment later, here he pops back in again, plops down, and grabs a beer."
Krakii says, "Hunting. Right."
Krakii says, "He was going out to the central part of the Temple, getting ready with RapidFire..."
Krakii says, "Prepping FireStorm, and making a speed run through the Leg of Victim."
Krakii says, "Drop one in every room."
Flimbo laughs!
Krakii says, "Takes a while to form, so on the way BACK he drops another one."
Krakii says, "Go out the onyx door again, ring back, and chug down the beers."
Krakii says, "I thought it was BRILLIANT."
Krakii says, "Coolest thing since somebody used a drake falchion to slice AND toast bread."
Krakii whispers to the group, "He went on to become a GM, and the Wizard guru."
Katara says, "He had the coolest workshop, too."
Katara giggles.
Speaking to Rovvigen, Krakii says, "If yer not bored yet, I could tell some more li--- perfectly believable stories about others, too."
Krakii asks, "You mean out onna way to Solhaven?"
Iseo says, "Let's have a Bleeds story."
Krakii says, "The Oddities."
Krakii says, "Inherited. From another hobbit, named Odds."
Iseo grins at Flimbo.
Krakii says, "First one to ever Enchant."
Katara says, "Nice."
Krakii says, "Not by the mine road, like now."
Krakii whispers to the group, "And the threks were just silly fast. And hit hard."
Fornoxx says, "You could tell some more, the tails bring back fond thoughts for those of us how live in those times but lost the memories."
Krakii asks, "Anyone ever heard of Harcourt?"
Krakii asks, "Or Sagan?"
Brakian nods at Krakii.
Brakian quietly says, "Both of them."
Brakian quietly says, "HArcourt Mudd."
Krakii beams happily at Brakian!
Brakian quietly says, "Sagan Necropolis."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Some background: Harcourt was one of the Evil Dark Evil Darkly kind of folks. Actually carried a black ledger, that he would pretend to write in, to track names of people who did him wrong."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Great guy, though. You could be haranguing each other back and forth out loud, and in whispers you're trading fond hello's."
Iseo inclines her ear, listening intently.
Krakii whispers to the group, "Well, Sagan was another of those. Only more intimidating."
Brakian whispers to the group, "And less tolerant."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Eric looked like a biker, or a bouncer. Always dressed in black, chain holding the wallet/keys onto the belt, like that. Smoker, leather jacket, the whole thing."
Heyou whispers to the group, "Is Sagan the one with the hideout?"
Brakian nods at Heyou.
Heyou nods.
Brakian whispers to the group, "They mad ethat after he died."
Brakian whispers to the group, "He was one of the first GMs to die IRL."
Krakii whispers to the group, "I still describe him by his ballcap, which was a black baseball cap with a six-letter word sounding similar to a Duck."
Mikalmas says, "Sorry, Dergotean. Weather made us move into a tent."
Krakii whispers to the group, "So he had a lot of attitude."
Krakii whispers to the group, "He went on, to give you some idea of the kind of guy he was, to be GM Sayzor (and responsible for LFM in the Rogue Guild), and got hired by Simu for Customer Service, of all things. Customer Service. Probably wearing that ball-cap while he was answering, too."
Brakian whispers to the group, "HE was fun to drink with."
Krakii says, "So, Sagan's lurkin' around Town Square, as pretty much everyone did."
Krakii says, "An' this new turnip-farmer shows up."
Krakii says, "All-black outfit. Doom and gloom all over him. Forboding presence, all that."
Krakii says, "Wants to be all tough. Build up a reputation."
Krakii says, "Sagan, outta the goodness of his heart."
Krakii says, "Sorry, I got that out with a straight face."
Krakii coughs.
Krakii says, "Sagan takes him under his wing. Show you where everything is in town. Learn you the right things."
Krakii whispers to the group, "And of course, some things you don't say out loud, so Sagan whispers to him."
Krakii says, "Teaches him about where to get armor, and weapons, and so on."
Krakii says, "Gives him a crystal amulet, tells him how to 'think'."
Krakii says, "Nowadays I get in trouble I try to tell people how to think, so mostly I assume they don't."
Brakian quietly says, "Safer that way."
Krakii agrees with Brakian.
Brakian quietly says, "And less disappointing."
Krakii says, "So this fellow wants to be a big assassin. Long-time dream an' all that."
Krakii says, "Sagan says you have to do it RIGHT. There's style involved."
Krakii says, "Takes him over ta the Cleric shop, shows him how to buy 'a ritual dagger'. Wouldn't dream of killin' someone with anythin' else."
Krakii whispers to the group, "This was before the modern 'order' grid. You know the Character Manager in the Inn? Totally separate system from GemStone--not even 'in' the game--so you could be there rolling stats and the game crashes, and you FINALLY get something you like... only to lose it, because the game crashed last Tuesday."
Krakii whispers to the group, "There was also the Merchant Manager, at each of the shops here in town. Worked the same way. distinct system, outside the game."
Krakii whispers to the group, "The key was, when you returned from the (either one) Manager... you did NOT 'see' the room again, unless you did a 'look'."
Krakii says, "So Sagan shows the new guy--let's call him NewGuy, simplifies things--how to haggle with a merchant."
Krakii says, "Like I say, armor, weapon... and now in the Cleric shop."
Krakii says, "NewGuy steps up to haggle with the merchant..."
Krakii says, "An' Sagan? Sagan hides."
Krakii says, "Ready to 'stalk newguy' just as soon as he can see him."
You feel more refreshed.
Krakii says, "NewGuy finishes up with the merchant, gets out his shiny new dagger..."
Krakii says, "(Couldn't kill anythin' with it, anyhow, because... well. New guy.)"
Krakii says, "Totally beside the point. He's a deadly assassin."
Krakii says, "And Sagan is stalking him."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Now all of his instructions are whispered. Go here. Walk around there. And so on."
Krakii says, "Since they're still INside the town walls, the crowds of townsfolk prolly didn't let NewGuy notice that he wasn't seein' Sagan, while they walked."
Krakii says, "But then they wind up OUTside the town walls."
Your fairy tattoo glances around in ennui as it shuffles around in place.
Krakii says, "Note that, for purposes of the law... that was OUTside of the town walls."
Krakii says, "An' then Sagan goes mum."
Dergoatean says, "I can only imagine where this is going."
Krakii asks, "An' NewGuy is standin' there, wondering. Curious. Where'd his buddy go?"
Krakii says, "Finally remembers to 'look'... nobody there."
Dergoatean ponders.
Krakii asks, "Sagan? You here?"
Krakii says, "Then he remembers that his buddy showed him this crystal amulet."
.
Krakii says, "So the whole Landing was treated to having the thoughts of NewGuy echoing in their head, "Sagan? I thought you were going to show me how to assassinate someone?"..."
Krakii exclaims, "* NewGuy just bit the dust!"
Krakii whispers to the group, "I can just see Eric, sitting there at the monitor, 'attack newguy' loaded up, finger hovering over the 'Enter' key, blazing up a cancer stick."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Chuckling quietly to himself."
Krakii says, "Dropped the ritual dagger, and sauntered back inta town with a clean legal record."
Krakii says, "Man had style."
Krakii says, "Prolly my two fondest memories of those old fogies."
.
Speaking softly to Dergoatean, you say, "Rovvigen is the ringmaster of this circus tonight."
Rovvigen softly says, "Thats a part of the Order."
Dergoatean nods.
Rovvigen softly says, "Another goal of the Order s preserving the history of Elanthia."
Rovvigen softly says, "By stories and roleplaying."
Rovvigen softly says, "The Order is not just about Seers."
Heyou asks, "Is this a circus, I had someone tell me I belong in a circus?"
Speaking to Rovvigen, Dergoatean asks, "Roleplaying, like students and teachers?"
Rovvigen softly says, "No not ike students and teachers."
Heyou shrugs.
Speaking to Rovvigen, Dergoatean asks, "Librarians?"
Rovvigen softly says, "Everyone has stories to tell about Elanthia."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Actually, the Krakiipedia was due to someone else entirely. I had been on a spate of correcting someone about something, and he made a comment about 'poring over the tomes of the Krakiipedia' (because I brought up some dusty old history of something or other)."
Heyou says, "Have one to tell about me."
Krakii whispers to the group, "GM Naos was getting ready to put up a Wiki because people were calling for it, and he wrote asking if I would mind (?!?!?) if that name got used. Why would I *mind*?!?!"
Krakii whispers to the group, "So, I became the ornamental figurehead."
Dergoatean whispers to the group, "Well that's one big question finally answered."
Rovvigen nods at Krakii.
Krakii says, "Meant I didn't have ta *actually* know anythin' any more. Just LOOK like I did."
Krakii says, "Simplified things tremendously."
Speaking to Krakii, Dergoatean says, "If you know where to look, you're most of the way there."
Rovvigen nods at Krakii.
Speaking to Rovvigen, Krakii says, "Dat was really all I had fer this evenin'."
Rovvigen recites softly:
"I want everyone to give a big round of applauds to Krakii for telling us two stories tonight. one about Dart and the other Sagan"
Mikalmas exclaims, "Thank you for sharing, Krakii!"
Speaking softly to Krakii, you gush, "It was wonderful listening to your stories. Thank you for joining us."
Krakii whispers to the group, "Thanks for bein' patient enough to listen!"
Krakii stands up.
Flimbo shrilly exclaims, "Excellent stories! And top shelf whiskey to boot!"
Fornoxx says, "Great tails you weave."
Fornoxx nods at Krakii.
Speaking softly to Krakii, Rovvigen says, "Enjoy the evening."
Heyou says, "'My story is way shorter than that last one, I mean two."
Mikalmas says, "Certainly, Heyou. We are always interested in hearing history."
Speaking softly to Heyou, Rovvigen says, "We are ready when you are."
Heyou says, "I am Heyou."
Heyou says, "I wasn't born Heyou."
Heyou says, "I was born something else."
Heyou says, "But what I don't know."
Heyou says, "But I am pretty sure I had a name."
Heyou says, "Let me go back."
Heyou says, "I was born to a normal couple in anormal village."
Heyou says, "Think."
Heyou ponders.
Heyou says, "Anyways."
Heyou says, "I was born ad give a name."
Heyou says, "But somewhere along the way of my childhood."
Heyou says, "MY parents decided I was good enough."
Heyou says, "So."
Heyou ponders.
Heyou says, "I don't remmber this actualy."
Heyou says, "KInd of guessing really."
Heyou says, "I was taken with the family to a merchant."
Heyou says, "And left with them."
Heyou says, "And I was told the merchant was my granny."
Heyou says, "But she was a gnome."
Rovvigen smiles.
Heyou says, "So that was kind of had to believe."
Flimbo shrilly exclaims, "Gnomes are spectacular!"
Heyou asks, "But who was I to argue?"
Dergoatean shakes his head at Flimbo and clucks his tongue.
Heyou says, "So I stayed with Granny Leftteller."
Heyou says, "Granny Leftteller had a costume shop."
Heyou says, "And I was taught to fetch costumes."
Heyou says, "And fabric."
Heyou says, "And buttons."
Rovvigen nods.
Heyou says, "And fake hair."
The bushy-tailed chipmunk forages around, finding a small sticky something camouflaged by lint which it pounces on and devours with rodent glee.
Heyou says, "And all sorts of stuff."
Heyou asks, "And well?"
Heyou says, "I kind ran myself ragged."
Heyou says, "And as my clothes wore out."
Rovvigen softly says, "Sounds like it."
The diminutive fire elemental chuckles.
Heyou says, "Or I grew out of them."
Cleodelia snickers.
Heyou says, "Granny would take old returned costumes."
Heyou says, "And give them to me to wear."
Heyou says, "And I loved my Granny."
Heyou says, "So I loved the clothes."
Heyou says, "I grew and grew."
Heyou says, "And Granny got older and older."
Heyou says, "When I got older Granny had another merchant teach me to train animals."
Heyou says, "And set me to catching rats and training them."
Heyou says, "And Granny sold the rats."
Heyou says, "With her costumes."
Heyou says, "And grew richer."
Dergoatean says, "What a peculiar business model."
Dergoatean glances at Heyou and rubs his chin thoughtfully.
Heyou says, "A few years ago Granny passed away."
Cleodelia frowns.
Rovvigen weeps softly, quiet tears falling from his eyes.
Heyou says, "And I inherited the costume business."
Mikalmas asks, "So how is business?"
Heyou says, "And although I am ertin Granny wanted me to continue in her footsteps."
Heyou says, "I did not wish to be a costumer."
Heyou says, "So I sold off her wares."
Heyou says, "And took my best rat Fred."
Heyou plucks a scrawny sewer rat from a coarse burlap sack, the creature yawning as he wakes it up.
Heyou says, "Meet Fred."
Heyou sets a scrawny sewer rat on the ground and the creature immediately takes a few long moments to exasperatedly groom the offending marks of his fingers off its fur.
Rovvigen softly says, "Hi Fred."
Heyou says, "Well anyway."
Heyou exclaims, "I was called Hey You boy!"
Heyou says, "By all the customers."
Heyou says, "And it kind of stuck."
Heyou says, "And I became Heyou."
Mikalmas whispers, "Ah."
Heyou says, "And I took my favorite costumes and left."
Heyou says, "Wasn't full of danger and intrique like Krakii's."
Mikalmas says, "That was rather interesting. And kind of sad."