Posted by Gobnait on April 9, 2000 at 00:24:27:
Since there was some interest in this... Before the Stage of Fools You see a tanned, buffed man dressed in the motley clothes He grins, and you stop noticing his features so much as... him. Taerin is using: Taerin sits down on the ground. Taerin nods. Taerin says 'he's.. not here, though' [TROUPE] Ewan: Hello Milia, and everyone *smile* [TROUPE] Milia: Hi Amaltheia. 'Genofen, bah. Jacynth says 'You're mistaken!' Jacynth says 'Oops.' Amaltheia rips herself to shreds with her fingernails! Jacynth winks suggestively. Armisael says 'other than changing the limp, I don't really see anything with Jacynth says 'Looks good to me.' Jacynth says 'Mhmmm.' tell taerin I have to admit, I thought elven time was tell taerin and it's actually an hour off. Taerin says 'anyone else have thoughts on that short scene?' Jacynth shimmies to Genofen's side rapidly and climbs up into his lap curing up Players found: 10 Amaltheia says 'Mmm.' Taerin nods. Armisael says 'While I yet stand, none of your kind shall trespass on this You nod at Taerin. [TROUPE] Taerin: oh yeah. thanks, Gobnait. take a bow, actors 'Yes, actors bow in order of the importance of their parts. Taerin says 'alright.' The animation leaves Armisael's body. Jourdan looks at Armisael. Jourdan sighs. Taerin gets the small dwarf out again, and smacks him on the head. He seems Ewan chuckles politely. [TROUPE] Celebeleni: Get an order and remember who you go after or before when The animation returns to Armisael's body. Taerin wrestles a stack of papers from the dwarf's now-unconscious hands. You giggle. Celebeleni chuckles politely.
A short stage rises up about three feet off of the floor. Small tables lie
all about its foot facing it. Against the eastern wall are all sorts of
banners and large paintings of various backgrounds. Paintings of a city,
of a dark forest and of wide open plains can all be seen. A barrel full of
props sits stuffed in the stage's corner. Spilled and broken mugs are strewn
about the stage as people usher off a bad performer. The crowd seems lively
here but respectful of the efforts of the entertainers. Small candles line the
foot of the stage where more then one careless bard has caught his cloak
on fire much to the crowds pleasure.
hop
You hop around like a little kid.
Taerin stands up.
Taerin grins evilly.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: Good to see all of you out and about? How fare all?
Armisael looks at Taerin.
,schools herself and tries to feel sufficiently evil for
her part.
Gobnait schools herself and tries to feel sufficiently evil for her part.
[TROUPE] Milia: Good
cb Very well. How are you?
[TROUPE] Gobnait: Very well. How are you?
l taerin
Freak.
of an adventurer. He is an ugly, ugly Theran; scars and marks of
past disease afflict his face and arms, and his eyes are
mismatched in color. He has dark hair held back by a ring of
black opal and chopped off at shoulder-length. On one cheek
he has a tattoo, a black dagger pointing down and drawn in a
stereotypical thief-guild type fashion. The black-blue ink does
not flatter his dark skin, and a similar dagger, a charm of black
opal, hangs from one ear. Beneath his eye on the other cheek is
marked a dazzling teardrop that seems to impart its sapphire
beauty to that eye.
Even striding, skipping, plodding forward he seems to dance,
to flow from pose to pose, peasant or noble steps, but always the
feel of a minstrel, or some mage of illusion. There is poetry in this
ugly man's movements.
Taerin is in perfect health.
[TROUPE] Taerin: hrm well.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: Am I late?
[TROUPE] Taerin: I think we're good for two scenes, at least.
[TROUPE] Taerin: not at all.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: *smile* Good...
whe
People near you:
Jacynth A Cozy Corner
Armisael Before the Stage of Fools
(PK) Gobnait Before the Stage of Fools
(PK) Milia A Cozy Corner
(PK) Mauchner The Bar of the Eternal Star
Lenterrick The Bar of the Eternal Star
Taerin Before the Stage of Fools
cb So, if we don't want spectators, perhaps we should go
to the auditorium in the Lyceum?
[TROUPE] Gobnait: So, if we don't want spectators, perhaps we should go to the
auditorium in the Lyceum?
time
It is 3 o'clock AM, Day of Freedom, 25th of the Month of the Dark Shades.
The moon is currently new.
The Carrion Fields started up at Sun Aug 29 18:30:58 1999
The system time is Sun Aug 29 19:02:33 1999
[TROUPE] Taerin: *nod* aye, follow me, Armisael, Gobnait, Jacynth
[TROUPE] Taerin: if anyone comes let them, but we'll have the place relatively
to ourselves there
[TROUPE] Taerin: rather than every odd straggler meeting at the bar to group
up...
*travel to the Lyceum*
Taerin leaves west.
You follow Taerin.
The Celestial Auditorium
A large, vaulted ceiling opens up before you as you pass through
the ornate archway into this large auditorium. Long, mahogany
benches are spaced at even intervals along each side of the hall,
with a long aisle running between them, leading up to the large
stage and podium at the front of the room. Crimson stage curtains
of quality velvet traipse from the ceiling in front of the stage
where lectures, performances, and theatrics are often presented.
Displayed proudly on the back wall behind the stage is a large
banner donning a large emblem of a many-pointed star. The acoustics in
this room are phenomenal, and from the stage, a skilled performer's
voice could echo throughout the entire lyceum.
[Exits: east]
A large wooden podium is here.
Taerin the half-elf is here.
Milia the elf is here.
Jacynth the elf is here.
Jacynth chuckles politely.
whe
People near you:
Jacynth The Celestial Auditorium
Armisael The Celestial Auditorium
(PK) Gobnait The Celestial Auditorium
(PK) Milia The Celestial Auditorium
Taerin The Celestial Auditorium
Taerin smiles happily.
fol self
You stop following Taerin.
Jacynth curtseys gracefully.
Taerin gives you (Glowing) a silver comb.
Jacynth smiles happily.
hop
You hop around like a little kid.
l comb
A leather cap is lying on the ground.
Jacynth says 'Oooh..how pretty,.'
Jacynth smiles happily.
Taerin chuckles politely.
Milia turns translucent.
Taerin says 'only prop I've gathered so far'
Milia closes her eyes and prays silently for a
'I didn't know we'd have the props already.
You say 'I didn't know we'd have the props already.'
nod
You nod.
i
You are carrying:
(Glowing) a silver comb
a cup of oat straw tea
the silver girth
darkened helm
(Glowing) a potion of return
Taerin flips through his script.
Jacynth peers around herself intently.
'Shall I pretend the podium is the throne?
You say 'Shall I pretend the podium is the throne?'
Taerin says 'let's just go at it from the top and see how it goes. Armisael
want to do set crew?'
nod
You nod.
thank jacynth
You thank Jacynth heartily.
Taerin blinks innocently.
Milia says 'What you need me to do Taerin?'
Taerin says 'er, nothing really.'
Taerin says 'we're set.'
[TROUPE] Olin the Innkeeper: Greetings, Ewan, the Inn brightens with your
stories.
Milia says 'Can I watch?'
cb Hiya, Ewan
[TROUPE] Gobnait: Hiya, Ewan
Taerin says 'sure'
[TROUPE] Ewan: Heya Gobnait
[TROUPE] Milia: hi Ewan.
Armisael says 'Well, actually, I thought Scorbus was going to do the set work'
Taerin says 'yeah..'
point milia
You point at Milia.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: Greetings, Ewan.
Taerin says 'I'll do it if you'd rather not push around chairs..'
Taerin says 'she doesn't have a script...'
Armisael says 'Well, why don't we just rehearse the parts for the scenes that
we have?'
'ah..
nod
You say 'ah..'
You nod.
Taerin stands up.
Taerin nods.
,volunteers to push her sets into place.
Gobnait volunteers to push her sets into place.
Taerin grins evilly.
'Shall we begin, then?
You say 'Shall we begin, then?'
Taerin nods.
,pushes a large throne up next to the podium.
Gobnait pushes a large throne up next to the podium.
Milia sits down in the front row of the auditorium.
,brings in a few cushions and a comfy chair.
Gobnait brings in a few cushions and a comfy chair.
Taerin chuckles politely.
Taerin sits down on the ground.
Taerin says 'just skip that stuff for now I guess'
,decides to wait until the real play to get the bed in
place.
Gobnait decides to wait until the real play to get the bed in place.
gig
You giggle.
Taerin says 'if Scorbus doesn't show, I can handle it'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Jacynth nods.
Taerin says 'when we actually do the play'
Armisael nods.
,enters the room, her robes shushing against the stone
floor.
Gobnait enters the room, her robes shushing against the stone floor.
,stands beside the throne, a bored look on her face.
Gobnait stands beside the throne, a bored look on her face.
,cues Jacynth.
Gobnait cues Jacynth.
Jacynth pads into the room quietly, curtseying deeply and smiles at Nebrevta.
Jacynth says 'You summoned me my Mistress?'
,smiles but manages to make it look like a sneer.
Gobnait smiles but manages to make it look like a sneer.
'Arcanus.
You say 'Arcanus.'
french jacynth
You give Jacynth a long and passionate kiss, it seems to last forever...
,hops onto the throne, her face seems a little brighter
than it was before.
Gobnait hops onto the throne, her face seems a little brighter than it was
before.
beckon jacynth
You beckon for Jacynth to follow -- sure hope they do!
Jacynth follows Nebrevta to her throne, making herself quite comfortable on her
lap.
'And how do we serve the Empire, my treat?
You say 'And how do we serve the Empire, my treat?'
Jacynth leans forward planting a kiss on Nebrevta's lips..
Jacynth says 'Oh, you know how we serve the Empire my Mistress. Do you not see
the many corpses I have offered here?'
Jacynth says 'The souls I have slaughtered and put to death?'
,leans forward into Jacynth, holding her tightly about
the waist.
Gobnait leans forward into Jacynth, holding her tightly about the waist.
Jacynth says 'I have given nicely, nay?'
'You have, girl.
You say 'You have, girl.'
'You please me greatly. Here. A small gift.
You say 'You please me greatly. Here. A small gift.'
give comb jacynth
You give (Glowing) a silver comb to Jacynth.
Jacynth looks up in surprise.
Jacynth stops using the Royal Crown of Darsylon.
Jacynth wears (Glowing) a silver comb on her head.
'A gift of the truly enlightened.
You say 'A gift of the truly enlightened.'
Jacynth says 'It is beautiful. Thank you so.'
,lowers her head and flares her nostrils.
Gobnait lowers her head and flares her nostrils.
[TROUPE] Olin the Innkeeper: Greetings, Amaltheia, the Inn brightens with your
stories.
[TROUPE] Armisael: Greetings
[TROUPE] Ewan: Hallo Amaltheia
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: Greetings..
'One day, all of Thera will be as that island... pure.
You say 'One day, all of Thera will be as that island...
pure.'
'Pure without those ..
You say 'Pure without those ..'
,sneers.
Gobnait sneers.
shrug
You shrug.
Jacynth says 'Someday only we, the enlightened ones will
rule. I hear those ones...the fools in power, were causing some sort of ruckus
the last eve?'
Armisael gets a delicate elven cream cake from a large sack.
Amaltheia sits down on the ground.
Amaltheia beams a smile at Taerin.
,purses her lips in thought.
Gobnait purses her lips in thought.
Taerin kisses Amaltheia.
Jacynth harumphs.
You say 'Genofen, bah.'
'Reniver. Agorinth.
You say 'Reniver. Agorinth.'
,spits out the names like nails.
Gobnait spits out the names like nails.
'They do not think. Stupid oxen.
You say 'They do not think. Stupid oxen.'
'But they have made me think.
You say 'But they have made me think.'
,holds Ktytha closer about the waist.
Gobnait holds Ktytha closer about the waist.
Jacynth looks up with interest.
'They made Reniver drunk for their amusement, and you
know how liquor loosens many tongues.
You say 'They made Reniver drunk for their amusement, and you know how liquor
loosens many tongues.'
'He made several boasts that interest me..
You say 'He made several boasts that interest me..'
,looks closely at Ktytha.
Gobnait looks closely at Ktytha.
Jacynth turns a bit pale at the remark and stammers.
Amaltheia mutters something quietly to herself.
Jacynth says 'He...he's taken a few strong blows to the head a time or two. I
wouldn't believe a thing he said even if he were sober!'
Jacynth says 'He's merely a coarse peasant.'
,looks even more closely at Ktytha, a glacial cold in her
eyes.
Gobnait looks even more closely at Ktytha, a glacial cold in her eyes.
'You've been looking a bit fat, my treat.
You say 'You've been looking a bit fat, my treat.'
'Go
You say 'Go'
,pushes Ktytha off her lap.
'Stand over there.
Gobnait pushes Ktytha off her lap.
You say 'Stand over there.'
,points imperiously at the corner of the stage.
Gobnait points imperiously at the corner of the stage.
Jacynth scrambles to her feet, shaking a bit, hurrying to the place pointed to.
Amaltheia winks at Taerin.
'Surely you would never betray our gender
You say 'Surely you would never betray our gender'
whisper never betray ME
You whisper 'never betray ME'
Jacynth shakes her head quickly.
,utters the words 'oculoinfra aniuleiom'
Gobnait utters the words 'oculoinfra aniuleiom'
yell AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
You yell 'AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'
[TROUPE] Taerin: *laughs* beautiful scream.
,suddenly pales and stares shakily at Ktytha
Gobnait suddenly pales and stares shakily at Ktytha
slap jacynth
You slap Jacynth.
'You BITCH!
You say 'You BITCH!'
'Traitor!
You say 'Traitor!'
Amaltheia falls down laughing.
'I cannot believe this.
You say 'I cannot believe this.'
Jacynth shakes her head again, still stammering.
,shakes her head madly, flinging her hair from side to
side.
Gobnait shakes her head madly, flinging her hair from side to side.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: I'm sorry, it's just so strange coming out of her mouth.
cb *giggle*
[TROUPE] Gobnait: *giggle*
Amaltheia blinks innocently.
[TROUPE] Armisael: *chuckle*
Jacynth says 'Nnn.nnn...nnn...noo, Mistress...it isn't so!'
'AIGH!
You say 'AIGH!'
,shoves Ktytha full in the chest, sending her sprawling
on her back.
Gobnait shoves Ktytha full in the chest, sending her sprawling on her back.
'Get out of my sight... out of my sight.
You say 'Get out of my sight... out of my sight.'
Jacynth tumbles over, rubbing her head, tears evident in her eyes.
,stares at Ktytha, tears streaming from her eyes.
Gobnait stares at Ktytha, tears streaming from her eyes.
,utters the words 'xafe ay candusqarr'.
Gobnait utters the words 'xafe ay candusqarr'.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: I don't suppose anyone wants to take my place as Genofen?
I'm a dreadful actor.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: *chuckle*
[TROUPE] Milia: I could Try
Amaltheia grins evilly at Taerin.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: I'm sure you'd be great.
Jacynth disappears.
Taerin makes a little note on his notepad.
,takes a deep, shaky breath.
Gobnait takes a deep, shaky breath.
'Trust given. So foolish.
You say 'Trust given. So foolish.'
,slaps herself on the face.
Gobnait slaps herself on the face.
'Ugh.
You say 'Ugh.'
,exits stage left.
Gobnait exits stage left.
Taerin says 'ahahaha'
Taerin says 'beautiful.'
,pulls her throne room off the stage with her.
Gobnait pulls her throne room off the stage with her.
Taerin says 'alright cut cut. that's great.'
Taerin stands up.
Taerin says 'you two almost give me faith and make me not patently dislike
Thera.'
Taerin says 'couple things.'
Taerin sits down on the ground.
Taerin says 'Jacynth, got to disappear faster.'
Taerin winks at Jacynth.
gig
You giggle.
Jacynth says 'mhmmm'
,was about to cue her.
Gobnait was about to cue her.
Taerin says 'and I'd leave sobbing, Nebrevata..'
nod
You nod.
Taerin says 'hrm. aside from that, it'd be nice if Ktytha could work in some
more general emotions and actions?'
'I was thinking she'd get over it fairly quickly.
You say 'I was thinking she'd get over it fairly quickly.'
Taerin says 'Gobnait's doing such a beautiful job, don't want our heroine to be
overshadowed too much.'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
blush
Your cheeks are burning.
Amaltheia buries her nails in Taerin's eyes ... OH GOD, THE BLOOD!
Armisael chuckles politely.
Jacynth says 'Of course, of course.'
Amaltheia buries her nails in your eyes and you are blinded by your own blood!
Amaltheia blinks innocently.
'Oh, good one.
You say 'Oh, good one.'
rip jacynth
Huh?
Taerin wipes away the blood, and holds up a little dwarf you didn't notice.
Amaltheia says 'I think that's what happens to me.'
claw jacynth
You claw her eyes out... GROSS!
Taerin says 'I've got this entire thing scribed by Mr. Dwarf here..'
Jacynth says 'I tend to get a bit more emotional with an audience about.'
Taerin says 'so you guys will be able to go over what we've got so far later'
Amaltheia tears Mr. Dwarf to shreds.
Taerin says 'I'll send it to you all'
nod
You nod.
Taerin sits down and thinks deeply.
,has a little recorder with her, too.
Gobnait has a little recorder with her, too.
Milia puts an earthenware jug in something.
Taerin says 'I'll, uh, need all your .. uh'
Taerin says 'yeah, again. because I didn't actually write them down.'
Milia closes her eyes and prays silently for a
Taerin smacks himself for some unknown reason.
gig
You giggle.
Jacynth chuckles politely.
'Now or after?
You say 'Now or after?'
Taerin says 'actually, just Gobnait and Jacynth'
Taerin says 'after'
nod
You nod.
Jacynth says 'Done.'
Taerin says 'or now.. I'll tell the dwarf and he can tell me later.'
Taerin shrugs helplessly.
Taerin says 'okay.'
Taerin says 'that was great.'
Taerin says 'you two are beautiful people, truly.'
Taerin stands up.
Jacynth snickers softly.
Taerin sweeps the stage and clears off the feathers and tears.
Taerin says 'you give dignity to the name of Trouper...'
Taerin lowers the curtain.
Taerin quickly raises the curtain.
rest sits in the auditorium.
Gobnait sits in the auditorium.
Taerin pushes out a paper mache temple altar, it looks quite realistic.
Jacynth sits in the middle of the stage, her head in her hands, sobbing loudly.
Jacynth whispers 'Oh..have to wait for the scenery, eh?'
Jacynth blinks innocently.
Taerin motions for you to continue, and juggles a globe in his hands.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: What scene is this?
[TROUPE] Jacynth: With Reniver...
[TROUPE] Taerin: second scene, New Thalos
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: *nod*
[TROUPE] Taerin: I'll be covering Reniver for now
[TROUPE] Taerin: keep going, Jacynth
[TROUPE] Armisael: Want me to cover Agorinth?
[TROUPE] Milia: Who is Reniver?
[TROUPE] Taerin: yah, Armisael
Jacynth mumbles through her tears, "Oh why, why?!"
Taerin appears in the room.
Jacynth rubs at her swollen eyes, wiping tears from her cheeks.
Taerin slicks some blood off his clothing, and glances around the stage.
Taerin glances at Jacynth.
Taerin says 'Hey, sweet thing.'
Taerin frowns.
Taerin says 'What's wrong with you?'
Armisael gets a small yellow root from a leather backpack.
Taerin looks at Jacynth.
Jacynth looks up and scowls at Reniver, hatred in her eyes.
Jacynth says 'I'm to have your baby, you fool!'
Amaltheia snorts.
Taerin takes a step back from Ktytha, and blinks at her.
Jacynth says 'I can't believe I ever trusted you.'
Taerin boggles at the concept.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: Hey sweet thing?
Taerin says 'Is that even possible?'
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: This is Empire.
[TROUPE] Taerin: Reniver's a loser, a street tough.
Jacynth taps her foot against the ground in her rage.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: *chuckle*
[TROUPE] Armisael: That's the line he wrote.
[TROUPE] Milia: True.
[TROUPE] Taerin: Mubuhai's got his part.
Jacynth's hunger injures her.
[TROUPE] Milia: I don't think he acted like that Taerin.
Jacynth says 'Apparently so, you flea ridden mess!!'
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: Mubuhai never shows up.
Taerin boggles at the concept.
Jacynth says 'Soon, I'll be having it too.'
Taerin says 'MY baby?'
Jacynth rubs her stomach in slow circles.
Taerin blanches.
Taerin says 'MY BABY?'
Taerin shakes his head.
Taerin says 'H-H-Hell no!!'
Jacynth nods.
Taerin throws down a small globe.
Taerin vanishes!
Jacynth's thirst injures her.
Armisael grows larger in size.
Armisael's muscles surge with heightened power.
Armisael says 'Well, I have to look the part at least somewhat'
Armisael blinks innocently.
Jacynth sighs as she watches Reniver disappear.
Jacynth says 'A baby...a Warmaster. No Arcanus, just a baby.'
[TROUPE] Taerin: *makes a note* I need to rewrite that bit a little.
[TROUPE] Milia: Taerin can I play Reniver in chance that Mubuhai doesn't show..
Jacynth looks down at her stomach and furrows her brow.
Armisael appears in the room.
Armisael looks at Ktytha.
Jacynth commences sobbing again.
[TROUPE] Milia: I have an idea of something for him to say before he throws the
globe.
Armisael says 'Hmmm.'
[TROUPE] Taerin: I've got Mubuhai pretty solid. I think I can make him show up.
Armisael says 'What wrong with you?'
Jacynth looks up and sniffs sadly.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: I think I could make him show up too, but it involves a
threat.
[TROUPE] Armisael: *chuckle*
Jacynth says 'Oh, High Priest....'
[TROUPE] Milia: okay...
Jacynth blinks innocently.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: I've seen him.. maybe three since I've worked here.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: three times, rather.
Jacynth waxes extremely sorrowful.
[TROUPE] Milia: I've met him once.
Jacynth says 'Oh, divine leader, my sorrow is overwhelming. '
[TROUPE] Armisael: That's about my extent of experience with him
,stifles a giggle at Jacynth's waxing.
Gobnait stifles a giggle at Jacynth's waxing.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: I don't think his gambling game is
too important.
[TROUPE] Taerin: *shhh*
Jacynth says 'I am sooo...'
Jacynth sighs heavily and scoots over towards Agorinth nuzzling up against his
leg.
[TROUPE] Armisael: Hmm. The root just doesn't last long enough for the whole
scene, it seems
Jacynth says 'Sooo...sorrowful. Come, I will tell you my tale.'
Jacynth stretches out her hand to meet Agorinth, letting him help her to her
feet and she takes him offstage.
Taerin lowers the curtain.
Taerin paces up and down irritably.
Taerin raises the curtain.
Milia says 'Taerin?'
Jacynth hobbles slowly back onstage, nursing one foot gingerly.
Jacynth looks about and talks to no one in particular.
,sits on her hands to keep herself in her seat.
Gobnait sits on her hands to keep herself in her seat.
Jacynth says 'No, that won't work. No fire giants...no, no.'
Jacynth resumes her hobbling off to the other side of the stage.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: Should we invite Agorinth to this?
Armisael enters, a look of sheepish embarrassment reddening his already crimson
face.
[TROUPE] Taerin: he can't get in the Inn
[TROUPE] Jacynth: *chuckle*
Armisael looks around.
Armisael exits off stage left.
[TROUPE] Armisael: Well, if he does come, think I should tell him that joke of
mine?
Armisael gets a delicate elven cream cake from a large sack.
[TROUPE] Taerin: been like that since I was a midranked mortal. tried to get
readmittance for him, but Lyria won't readmit him.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: Which one was that?
Taerin pushes the scenery offstage.
Taerin lowers the curtain.
[TROUPE] Armisael: The one about how many Emperors of Thera it takes to light a
torch.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: Yes, that one. Tell him that.
Taerin says 'okaaay'
Taerin sits down and thinks deeply.
Taerin says 'good job.'
[TROUPE] Armisael: *chuckle*
cb how many?
[TROUPE] Gobnait: how many?
Taerin says 'the way I wrote it, that scene's kind of weak'
Taerin sits down and thinks deeply.
[TROUPE] Armisael: None. They're all perpetually in the dark.
tap
You tap your foot impatiently.
Jacynth says 'Well, I don't get it?'
cb Laugh
[TROUPE] Gobnait: Laugh
Jacynth blinks innocently.
Taerin sits down on the ground.
Taerin says 'well.'
Taerin says 'stop.. singing. err, well.'
Amaltheia raises an eyebrow at Taerin's weird actions.
Taerin says 'the scene's supposed to show Ktytha's general depressed slide'
Taerin says 'and her last shot at gaining power..'
Armisael says 'Also, if I may interject here'
Taerin says 'by the next scene, she's tried to bed every sect leader'
Taerin sits down and thinks deeply.
Taerin says 'except black..'
Taerin says 'who, strangely, isn't in the play at all..'
Armisael says 'and perhaps this is my rough upbringing, but from the way I read
the script'
Armisael says 'I don't think the limp she has is from Agorinth stepping on her
foot'
Armisael blinks innocently.
Taerin says 'er.. heh'
Taerin says 'no, wasn't that your idea, pretty Amaltheia?'
,tries to imagine a woman who is starting to show her
pregnancy seducing a bunch of men.
Gobnait tries to imagine a woman who is starting to show her pregnancy seducing
a bunch of men.
Amaltheia blinks innocently.
Taerin chuckles at your joke.
Amaltheia says 'Yes well.'
,remembers how stupid the men in this play are.
gig
Gobnait remembers how stupid the men in this play are.
You giggle.
Taerin says 'Agorinth doesn't get many girls.'
Taerin nods at Jacynth.
Amaltheia says 'More than once, anyway..'
Taerin says 'Jacynth, get what he's saying?'
Taerin coughs loudly.
Armisael chuckles at Amaltheia's joke.
Amaltheia says 'Well if Ktytha was smart, she'd just enlarge herself..'
Taerin chuckles politely.
Jacynth nods at Taerin.
Jacynth says 'I think so...'
Milia says 'I imagine she would have'
Armisael says 'If she was smart, she wouldn't be in this predicament in the
first place'
Taerin says 'errr anyhow.'
,wrinkles her nose in disgust.
Gobnait wrinkles her nose in disgust.
Taerin says 'okay, any suggestions for the scene?'
Milia says 'Well maybe we need to have Reniver on stage a bit longer.'
Taerin says 'if we can rewrite it a bit stronger, that'd be fine.'
Amaltheia stands up.
Armisael says 'Well, I liked the joke, at least'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Milia says 'I mean she is having his baby... he wouldn't leave that quick.'
Taerin blinks innocently.
Jacynth says 'Of course he would....'
Armisael says 'Actually'
Taerin says 'that's the point. he would...'
Armisael says 'he might leave faster'
Jacynth says 'He's a weasel.'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Taerin nods.
Taerin says 'yeah. I didn't do too well on that.'
Jacynth smiles happily.
Taerin says 'eh, note I'm not acting'
Taerin chuckles politely.
Jacynth says 'Well, that's why this is practice, Taerin.'
Jacynth winks suggestively.
chuckle
You chuckle politely.
Milia says 'Do the Reniver part again.. and see what I can do without having a
script?'
Jacynth says 'So we can improve, hm?'
note
You have no unread notes.
Armisael says 'Most times I've seen men faced with a woman who's going to have
their kid, well'
Armisael says 'they either own up right there and take responsibility'
Milia pokes Taerin in the ribs.
Taerin says 'actually, we could probably make Reniver vanish once she mentions
something about a baby'
Armisael says 'or they're immediately looking for a way out'
Jacynth says 'It'd be easier to do Reniver if you'd ever had dealings with him.
He's not so difficult to act....most Imperials are not. They're quite
shallow.'
Taerin says 'Ktytha says 'I'm having your baby, fool!' Reniver throws down a
globe..'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Jacynth nods.
[TROUPE] Olin the Innkeeper: Greetings, Jourdan, the Inn brightens with your
stories.
Milia says 'I know Jacynth but I have a couple of ideas of how to do it.'
[TROUPE] Ewan: Hallo Jourdan
Taerin shrugs helplessly.
[TROUPE] Armisael: Greetings
[TROUPE] Jourdan: heya ..
[TROUPE] Milia: Hi
Taerin says 'okay'
Taerin says 'go from Jacynth sobbing, then. Reniver will appear in the room.'
Milia nudges Jacynth.
cb Hiya
[TROUPE] Gobnait: Hiya
Jacynth sits in the middle of the stage, head in her hands sobbing loudly.
take bag poncho
You get a bag of treats from a fur-lined poncho.
l in bag
A bag of treats contains:
(10) a few pieces of candy corn
a Bottle of vintage Elven Chardonnay
an ash wood pen
a deer skin
a large gold earring
( 3) a sack of pistachio nuts
a jar of blackberry preserves
a tub of bright yellow crocuses
a multi-colored cloth pouch
( 9) a handful of candy
( 8) a stick of black licorice
( 9) a carmel covered apple
take corn bag
You get a few pieces of candy corn from a bag of treats.
Milia appears in the room.
Jacynth sniffles a bit and rubs her swollen, red eyes.
Milia wipes a large amount of blood off of his claws.
Milia looks around and notices Ktytha.
[TROUPE] Jourdan: Pkers...
[TROUPE] Jourdan: just a sec
Milia kneels beside Ktytha.
whois jour
[ H-Elf ] (PK) [TROUPE] Jourdan the Master of Taisabaki
Milia says 'what's wrong with you, sexy?'
Jacynth turns to look at Reniver, tears streaming down her face.
Jacynth says 'I'm going to have your baby, you fool!'
Jacynth glares, her face set in a scowl.
Milia gasps and falls back on his bottom.
Jacynth says 'I can't believe I trusted you!'
Milia says 'MY BABY?'
Jacynth says 'Apparently so, you flea-ridden mess!!'
Jacynth says 'Soon, I'll have it too. '
Milia says 'Ain't no way in hell you're having my baby, Is it even possible?'
Jacynth looks down at her growing stomach, motioning towards it a bit harshly.
Milia returns to the squatting position.
Taerin blinks innocently.
Jacynth says 'Are you losing your hearing?'
Jacynth says 'It is yours and yours alone.'
Milia says 'You must've sacked someone else you drow bitch, you aren't having
my baby.'
Milia slaps Jacynth.
Taerin winces in agony.
,stifles laughter.
Gobnait stifles laughter.
Milia throws the a tiny globe.
Amaltheia snickers softly.
Milia disappears
Taerin says 'mm.'
Amaltheia blinks innocently.
'I liked the last bit.
You say 'I liked the last bit.'
Milia puts an earthenware jug in something.
Taerin says 'I still like cutting all of Reniver's lines..'
Jacynth stands up, brushes herself off and chuckles.
Milia says 'Okay.. I don't know exactly how assassins do the globe thing.'
Milia hugs Jacynth.
Taerin says 'I'll leave it up to you five.'
Jacynth says 'It's a good thing I like you, Milia.'
Jacynth playfully ruffles Milia's hair.
'I would expect him to shove instead of slap, myself.
You say 'I would expect him to shove instead of slap, myself.'
Milia smiles happily.
gig
You giggle.
Armisael nods.
Milia says 'Well that can change.'
nod
You nod.
Taerin nods.
Taerin says 'okay, Milia, you're on in the likely instance Mubuhai doesn't
show.'
Taerin says 'any other suggestions for that scene?'
Taerin peers around himself intently.
Taerin nudges Jacynth.
Jacynth shrugs helplessly.
Taerin sits down and thinks deeply.
Armisael says 'No, I think that part of it's good'
Jacynth says 'I'm doing good to act...I certainly don't propose to direct.'
Jacynth nudges Taerin.
Taerin says 'aye, but the rest of it..'
Jacynth says 'Are we doing the Agorinth bit again?'
Taerin shakes his head.
Taerin says 'that part was okay, I guess.'
Jacynth nods.
Taerin says 'Gobnait, Armisael? no other thoughts to make the overall scene
stronger?'
Jacynth says 'So then, the orhpanage?'
pond
it that needed fixing'
You ponder the question.
'I think maybe he would say something about it being her
problem, not his.
You say 'I think maybe he would say something about it being her problem, not
his.'
Taerin nods at Milia.
'And he would never believe it was actually his.
You say 'And he would never believe it was actually his.'
Jacynth nods.
Taerin says 'sound good, Milia?'
Milia says 'That's fine.'
'so the reason he would leave is because he doesn't have
any use for a pregnant lover
You say 'so the reason he would leave is because he doesn't have any use for a
pregnant lover'
Milia says 'So if Mub doesnt' how i'm Reniver?'
Taerin nods at Milia.
'not because she really offended him or anything.
You say 'not because she really offended him or anything.'
note
You have no unread notes.
Taerin says 'hmm.'
Armisael nods.
Milia says 'Shove or slap?'
Armisael says 'Shove seems more appropriate, to me'
Taerin says 'shove, mention that it's not his problem, and listen to Gobnait'
Taerin chuckles politely.
nod armisael
You nod at Armisael.
gig
You giggle.
Armisael nods.
Jacynth smiles happily.
Taerin says 'he's not leaving out of insult, only because he's shallow and
bored'
Milia says 'I 've got it then...'
Jacynth says 'And I don't think he ever even considers it his baby...'
Milia says 'Right before he pushes her and leaves.'
Taerin whispers 'delving into the mind of a blade... a short journey, friends'
,throws back her head and laughs heartily, straight from
the belly.
Gobnait throws back her head and laughs heartily, straight from the belly.
Jacynth says 'Which cuts out the "My Baby?'
Milia says 'yeah.'
Milia says 'I'll just look at you like this there.'
Taerin stands up.
Milia looks at Ktytha, stunned and confused.
[TROUPE] Taerin: hrm. Ewan, you up for set crew or Jaragh or Agorinth or
anything?
[TROUPE] Taerin: we need more seconds...
Milia says 'then say.'
'maybe disgusted, too.
You say 'maybe disgusted, too.'
[TROUPE] Ewan: wha, who with the what now?
[TROUPE] Taerin: Jourdan, too. if either of you are free, might want to come ..
oh, well.
[TROUPE] Taerin: hrm. probably should've informed the new Troupers as they came
in.
[TROUPE] Jourdan: Enroute
[TROUPE] Taerin: *smacks himself*
Milia says 'It's not my baby, and It's YOUR DAMN PROBLEM, YOU DROW BITCH.'
gig
You giggle.
Milia says 'How's that?'
Jacynth falls down laughing.
Taerin says 'alright.'
Armisael chuckles politely.
Taerin says 'aye, next scene then?'
Taerin pushes the healer off the set.
Taerin pushes the pit off the set.
Milia says 'HEY!'
Jacynth says 'I hope you have a good mask, else I'll laugh at you saying that,
Milia.'
Milia giggles.
gig jacynth
You giggle in her presence.
Taerin says 'ready, Jaragh?'
Taerin says 'ready, Ktytha?'
Ewan leaves east.
Taerin nudges Armisael.
Armisael says 'Ah'
Armisael nods.
Taerin lowers the curtain.
Taerin raises the curtain.
Taerin motions for you to enter.
Armisael enters and stands in front of the orphanage.
tell taerin how about the orphanage sign?
You tell Taerin 'how about the orphanage sign?'
Jacynth walks in, a tiny bundle in her hands.
Taerin tells you '*snap*'
Armisael has created a Golden Sword!
Taerin tells you 'oh, right.'
tell taerin oh well. later.
You tell Taerin 'oh well. later.'
Armisael wields a Golden Sword.
Taerin tells you 'yeah I'll need to clean up my set crew act if I'm filling
that out'
Armisael says 'Eh, what's this?'
reply heh
You tell Taerin 'heh'
Armisael says 'Come to slaughter more of my orphans, have you, witch?'
reply I'll be happy to help with the sets, too. I don't
think it would interfere with my part.
You tell Taerin 'I'll be happy to help with the sets, too. I don't think it
would interfere with my part.'
Armisael glares at Jacynth.
Taerin tells you 'not at all, no.'
Jacynth looks down at the baby in her hands and nearly throws it at Jaragh and
then turns on her heel and walks away quickly, not looking back.
[TROUPE] Olin the Innkeeper: Greetings, Scorbus, the Inn brightens with your
stories.
[TROUPE] Scorbus: Hello
[TROUPE] Ewan: Heya Scorbus
cb Hiya, Scorbus
[TROUPE] Gobnait: Hiya, Scorbus
[TROUPE] Taerin: oh, we'll have a baby..
Armisael looks at the baby.
[TROUPE] Taerin: hrm. maybe we don't need one.
Armisael whispers 'Dear Merciful Shokai..'
[TROUPE] Taerin: that was pretty good.
cb A doll you mean? Not a real baby for a play, surely.
[TROUPE] Gobnait: A doll you mean? Not a real baby for a play, surely.
Armisael whispers 'of what demonic union came this foul hellspawn?'
[TROUPE] Taerin: I can arrange either. *blinks*
cb I don't want to know.
[TROUPE] Gobnait: I don't want to know.
[TROUPE] Scorbus: I guess i am late.
Taerin gazes spellbound at Armisael.
Armisael says 'Oh well, I'll have the teachers throw it in with the rest, maybe
Thrym will have a use for it as a target dummy'
Armisael exits stage left.
[TROUPE] Taerin: by an hour, but no problem. we've been doing okay.
[TROUPE] Taerin: I don't know how to be any blunter with the time, though.
,likes the whispers in that scene.
Gobnait likes the whispers in that scene.
Scorbus nods.
Taerin lowers the curtain.
Taerin nods at Armisael.
system time myself.
You tell Taerin 'I have to admit, I thought elven time was system time myself.'
Armisael says 'Any suggestions?'
Armisael gets a delicate elven cream cake from a large sack.
You tell Taerin 'and it's actually an hour off.'
Taerin says 'that was goo-- stop singing, ehh that was beautiful Armisael'
Jacynth says 'I liked it.'
Taerin claps at Armisael's performance.
Amaltheia smacks Taerin for being such a moron.
Ewan chuckles politely.
Armisael chuckles politely.
Taerin tells you 'but this time I said 8o'clock ET'
Taerin tells you 'ohhhhh'
Amaltheia snorts derisively at Taerin.
Taerin sobs in misery.
Taerin says 'you people thought ET meant Elven Time'
Amaltheia grabs Taerin in a head lock and NOOGIES him... ARGH!!!
Taerin says 'oh well. aye, that was great.'
Jacynth smirks.
tell taerin heh
You tell Taerin 'heh'
Taerin says 'okay.'
Taerin flips through his script.
tell taerin just use system time. no one will
misunderstand that. unless you use military system time, that is :p
You tell Taerin 'just use system time. no one will
misunderstand that. unless you use military system time, that is :p'
Taerin says 'questions?'
Scorbus sits down and thinks deeply.
Taerin tells you 'everyone misunderstood it for your party..'
Milia says 'maybe have someone be Thrym?'
Taerin shakes his head.
Milia says 'And go balistic when he sees it.'
Taerin says 'rather keep it short..'
Taerin says 'unless everyone else wants Thrym and some lines?'
Taerin shrugs helplessly.
Taerin says 'it's a good suggestion..'
'I think it was fine how it was. We want to emphasize how
quickly and easily Ktytha found it to leave her baby.
You say 'I think it was fine how it was. We want to emphasize how quickly and
easily Ktytha found it to leave her baby.'
pond
You ponder the question.
Taerin nods.
Armisael says 'well, I don't think Thrym would really care all that much about
it'
Taerin says 'alright. Emperor, Ktytha.'
Taerin says 'ready?'
Taerin licks Amaltheia.
Jacynth says 'Mhmm..'
Armisael says 'The battleragers have never been all that.. choosy.'
Taerin says 'go, my crazy wildcat, go'
Taerin winks at Amaltheia.
Amaltheia blinks innocently.
,pushes an ornate imperial throne onstage.
Gobnait pushes an ornate imperial throne onstage.
Taerin says 'oh. for anyone who doesn't know, Genofen was an Emperor, a
transmuter, with the wildcat form'
Taerin says 'he had a well known greed for power and expansion'
Armisael says 'and a, ah, lack of appreciation for the arts.'
dismay
You shake your head in dismay.
Armisael says 'so to speak'
Taerin walks onstage with an even more ornate throne, sees Gobnait's, and
leaves sadly.
gig taerin
You giggle in his presence.
Taerin sits down on the ground.
Amaltheia enters and sits heavily upon a large throne.
Taerin says 'everyone done prepping?'
Amaltheia glares at Taerin.
Taerin smacks himself and quietly retreats off the stage. He watches raptly.
Amaltheia says 'Ktytha...'
Ewan leaves east.
Amaltheia peers around the throne room.
Jacynth pops into existence.
Amaltheia says 'Bring yourself to me..'
comfortably there.
Jacynth curls comfortably there too, just for good measure.
Jourdan takes off his hat and sits grumbling in the corner.
Jacynth says 'Yes, Emperor. Command me as you would.'
Jourdan blinks innocently at Jacynth.
Jourdan whispers 'Oh... the play.'
Jacynth leans forward and kisses Genofen passionately.
Jourdan whispers 'Whew.'
smil jourdan
You smile at him.
Amaltheia strokes Ktytha's hair absently, staring off in the distance.
Amaltheia says 'Mmm... Ktytha.. You embody what an Arcanus should be..'
Jacynth looks up at Genofen adoringly, her eyes filled with the power of the
words.
Jacynth says 'I could not be happier that I please my Emperor.'
give corn jourdan
You give a few pieces of candy corn to Jourdan.
Scorbus pushes a gaudy throne covered with arcane symbols onto the set.
Scorbus sings 'I have my books and my poetry to protect me
Taerin marks a small note in his notebook.
Jacynth lavishes praise upon him as she stares into his eyes.
Jourdan smiles at you.
[TROUPE] Olin the Innkeeper: Greetings, Celebeleni, the Inn brightens with your
stories.
Scorbus pushes a huge, ornate bed off the set.
[TROUPE] Ewan: hello Celebeleni
[TROUPE] Scorbus: Hiya
[TROUPE] Armisael: Greetings
[TROUPE] Taerin: psst Scorbus. props go in *before* they start acting.
[TROUPE] Taerin: tends to confuse the audience.
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Greetings..
Amaltheia says 'Yes... please me well enough in this next raid, and perhaps
I'll let you spend more time with... the wildcat..'
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Where are we practicing?
cb Hiya Celebeleni
[TROUPE] Gobnait: Hiya Celebeleni
[TROUPE] Scorbus: Hehe
Amaltheia turns his dark stare to Ktytha and winks deliberately.
[TROUPE] Taerin: Celebeleni, just so I know, did you interpret 8o'--- oh,
nevermind Lyceum auditorium.
[TROUPE] Jourdan: The Celestial Auditorium.
Jacynth winces quickly and then recovers, before he notices.
Jacynth says 'Ooh, you know how that entices me.'
[TROUPE] Armisael: Hmm.
[TROUPE] Armisael: Just realized a small problem.
Amaltheia says 'There is more..'
[TROUPE] Jacynth: Hm?
[TROUPE] Armisael: Agorinth and Jaragh are onstage at the same time in the next
scene
[TROUPE] Taerin: I'll cover Jaragh
Jacynth looks up, her interest peeked.
Amaltheia says 'Nebrevata, she tires me. Her endless talk of oppression,
slaughter.'
,snorts softly.
Gobnait snorts softly.
Amaltheia says 'She is so foolish.'
Amaltheia says 'Too eager, perhaps.'
Amaltheia stares directly into Ktytha's eyes.
Jacynth squirms about a bit, trying not to seem too excited.
Jourdan stands up.
[TROUPE] Armisael: Well, no, let me do that role
[TROUPE] Armisael: that one was mine originally
[TROUPE] Taerin: uhm, I'll cover Agorinth
Amaltheia says 'If she happens to be accidentally held, softened, and mauled in
this raid...'
Jacynth nods expectantly.
Amaltheia says 'I think we can find another suitable for the position.'
[TROUPE] Milia: who all is in the next scene?
Milia puts an earthenware jug in something.
Jacynth squeals in delight and leans forward placing a kiss on Genofen's cheek.
[TROUPE] Taerin: Ktytha, Genofen, Jaragh, Agorinth
Jacynth says 'I certainly think so! '
Celebeleni peers around herself intently.
A wry little smile crosses Amaltheia's face.
Jacynth says 'Raid? What raid have you planned, Emperor?'
Amaltheia turns his stare back to the distant south.
Jacynth rubs her hands together in greedy anticipation.
Amaltheia says 'The cities to our south... they have lived long without
recognizing us.'
who troupe
[ H-Elf ] (PK) [TROUPE] Celebeleni the Elder Druidess, Stargazer of the
Eleventh Hour
[ Elf ] [TROUPE] Scorbus Elsador, Protector of the Inn
[ Arial ] [TROUPE] Ewan the Baron of Storms
[ H-Elf ] (PK) [TROUPE] Jourdan the Master of Taisabaki
[ Human ] [TROUPE] Amaltheia the Bard Heroine, High Laureate of the Eternal Star
[ Elf ] [TROUPE] Jacynth the Fair-Voiced, Speaker of the Eternal Star
[ Human ] [TROUPE] Armisael the Master of Bronze
* Human * (PK) [TROUPE] Gobnait the Greater Dragon Slayer
[ Elf ] (PK) [TROUPE] Milia the Holy Lady, Diplomat of Darsylon
[51 H-Elf Asn] [TROUPE] Taerin the Nihilistic Mystic
Amaltheia says 'Tonight, that will change. Tonight, they will feel the wrath
of the Empire.'
count
There are 96 characters on, the most on today was 106.
Jacynth blanches a pale white, more pale than her usual pasty color.
Jacynth says 'B...B...B..Balator?'
Jacynth says 'No! It cannot be!'
Jacynth looks up with pleading eyes.
Amaltheia looks at Ktytha questioningly, before raising his voice.
Amaltheia says 'Balator...'
Amaltheia says 'Yes.'
Amaltheia says 'I will speak to you after the battle. Go, get out of here.'
Jacynth cringes at the words.
Amaltheia utters the words, 'xafe ay candusqarr'.
Jacynth disappears.
Taerin stands up.
Jacynth smiles proudly.
Jacynth says 'I remembered that time.'
Jacynth blinks innocently.
Amaltheia grumbles loudly.
smil jacynth
You smile at her.
Amaltheia says 'Agorinth.'
Taerin grins evilly.
Amaltheia says 'Agorinth!'
Celebeleni says 'You guys are doing great.'
Amaltheia snorts.
Amaltheia says 'Oh sure cut me off.'
Jacynth shushes herself and looks at Amaltheia, smiling.
Scorbus shows his approval by clapping his hands together.
Jacynth says 'Oops...sorry '
Jacynth blinks innocently.
Jacynth smiles happily.
Armisael chuckles politely.
Jacynth says 'I nearly forgot there was more..'
Amaltheia says 'I'm the wildcat. Grr.'
Amaltheia tightens her hands into a fist, digging her nails into her palm.
Taerin chuckles politely.
Taerin drops the curtain.
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Taerin winces in agony.
Taerin raises the curtain.
Jacynth claps at Amaltheia's performance.
Taerin says 'stage crew?'
Taerin says 'take that stuff off?'
,hops to her feet.
Gobnait hops to her feet.
Taerin falls down laughing.
Amaltheia says 'I warned you that I was a dreadful actress.'
Jourdan stands quickly.
'Has Balator been raided then?
You say 'Has Balator been raided then?'
Taerin says 'nah, set crew'
Scorbus taks the props off the stage.
Amaltheia says 'Not yet.'
nod
You nod.
Taerin says 'push them off one by one, though..'
Celebeleni is protected from the elements.
Taerin drags an ornate imperial throne onto the stage.
Milia leans back in her seat in the front row.
Taerin pushes an ornate imperial throne off the stage.
Taerin shrugs helplessly.
Taerin says 'well, small thing'
Jourdan hefts light props off the stage hurriedly.
Taerin lowers the curtain.
Taerin sits down on the ground.
Scorbus pushes a huge, ornate bed off the set.
Taerin says 'that went off pretty well. anyone have thoughts on that scene?'
Jourdan raises his hand.
Taerin says 'pretty girl'
Celebeleni says 'Looked like it was going well..'
Taerin says 'make it juicier?'
Amaltheia chuckles politely.
Taerin chuckles politely.
Jacynth says 'Juicier?'
Taerin says 'I think I wrote Genofen's part a little stale..'
Scorbus fills a water jug with water.
Armisael taps his cheek, obviously deep in thought.
Jourdan nods.
Jourdan snickers softly.
Taerin says 'if anyone can think of ways to make it more live-to-life...
wetter..'
Armisael says 'Genofen was stale, though'
Amaltheia says 'The man *was* stale.'
Scorbus looks in his backpack for the script.
Armisael nods at Amaltheia.
Scorbus bonks himself and grimaces in pain.
Jourdan says 'Who was the wildcat'
Scorbus forgot he never go one.
Jacynth licks her lips thinking of Olin's steaks and their juiciness.
Amaltheia says 'I dealt with him more than I wanted to, on a regular basis.'
Taerin says 'Jourdan'
Milia says 'From what i've heard he was a rather intelectual man.'
Amaltheia snorts.
Armisael says 'I think he's being stretched far enough, as is now'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Jacynth nods at Armisael.
Jourdan blinks innocently.
Armisael says 'anything more lively just wouldn't be believable'
Ewan gets a carrot from a cowhide knapsack.
'Does Ktytha really care about her baby?
You say 'Does Ktytha really care about her baby?'
[TROUPE] Scorbus: When is the final play going to be?
tap self
You tap your cheek, lost in thought.
[TROUPE] Taerin: not sure, yet. we'll talk after the last scene.
Taerin nods.
Milia says 'I would think so.'
Jourdan sits off to the side, wondering what's going on.
Celebeleni says 'Probably.'
Taerin sits down and thinks deeply.
Taerin says 'well.'
Jacynth says 'I think there must be some of that in every mother?'
Taerin says 'I think she does.'
Milia says 'I don't care how evil she is.. she has to care some.'
Celebeleni says 'Even bastards have some motherly instinct.'
Jacynth says 'Even the most vile.'
Taerin says 'that's the base of our play anyhow..'
Taerin chuckles politely.
,doesn't know much about the maternal instincts of
dark-elves.
Gobnait doesn't know much about the maternal instincts of dark-elves.
Taerin says 'so she has to'
nod
You nod.
Taerin says 'or we're, uh, in a ditch'
[TROUPE] Scorbus: Alright, Cause after the play wana hand out flyers for the
Hunt.
Armisael says 'right'
cb ooh cool
[TROUPE] Gobnait: ooh cool
Taerin grins evilly.
Armisael says 'if she doesn't care, then there's no conflict'
Taerin says 'great. any other comments on that scene?'
Jourdan raises his hand again.
Jacynth looks at Jourdan.
Taerin says 'Jourdan, uh, just speak man'
Jourdan says 'Who is the mother?'
Jourdan stands up.
Taerin says 'oh heh'
Jourdan blinks innocently.
Taerin says 'Jourdan'
Taerin says 'Ewan'
Taerin looks at Ewan.
Amaltheia looks at Jourdan.
Jacynth says 'He needs a copy of the play.'
Jourdan says 'Ah...'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Taerin says 'Ewan's still here, good'
Jourdan says 'No...'
Milia says 'I need a copy too.'
Taerin says 'each of you get a script, but you need to stay after'
Scorbus says 'me to.'
Taerin says 'Milia too'
Scorbus smiles happily.
Ewan perks up, loomking away from a piece of parchment.
Celebeleni peers around herself intently.
Taerin says 'heh, Scorbus can leave'
Ewan puts a water skin in a cowhide knapsack.
Amaltheia comforts Taerin.
Ewan puts a water skin in a cowhide knapsack.
Jourdan says 'Um... Who is Ewan pretending to be?'
Jourdan nods.
Jourdan shuffles through his papers.
Taerin says 'Jourdan, Ewan, we'll talk afterward.'
Jourdan nods.
Taerin says 'Ewan and Jourdan are new, you're both seconds.'
Milia says 'And me?'
Jourdan says 'Okie.'
Jourdan smiles happily.
Celebeleni blinks innocently.
Taerin says 'which means you're actors, basically, because we're doing this a
few times..'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Jourdan sits of to the side, content in knowing...
Celebeleni says 'That's okay, I'm a second for.. what.. both female
characters..?'
Ewan snaps his fingers.
Celebeleni peers around herself intently.
Taerin says 'and no way everyone can show every time, though I'll be molding it
around Jac's and Gobnait's schedules'
Ewan says 'there goes my cameo...'
Celebeleni pokes Jourdan in the ribs.
Celebeleni says 'Don't feel left out.'
Celebeleni gets some fresh berries from a Big Ol'Pack Sack.
Taerin says 'you're a second too, Milia'
Celebeleni gets some fresh berries from a Big Ol'Pack Sack.
Taerin says 'we ready for the last scene?'
Taerin stands up.
Armisael nods.
Jourdan says 'Were the scripts passed out?'
Jacynth takes a deep breath and nods.
Taerin says 'I'll set the stage since my messenger to Scorbus died horribly to
an imperial horde with his script'
Amaltheia says 'I have a question.'
Scorbus's hunger hits him.
Taerin says 'we'll talk scripts afterward.'
Armisael gets a delicate elven cream cake from a large sack.
Jourdan nods.
Taerin says 'aye, darling?'
Scorbus pushes a big blue throne covered with a pictures of scorbus onto the
set.
Jourdan stands up.
Jacynth chuckles politely.
Celebeleni snickers softly.
Scorbus's hunger injures him.
Scorbus says 'Whoops wrong one.'
Amaltheia says 'So jaragh and Agorinth are fighting, but Genofen is supposed to
come in and trip him?'
Scorbus pushes a gaudy throne covered with arcane symbols onto the set.
Ewan gets a carrot from a cowhide knapsack.
Taerin says 'oh, right'
Milia turns translucent.
Taerin says 'that won't work. but first.'
Taerin says 'regarding what we just did, how about we rewrite it a bit, have
Genofen shift into wildcat form'
Armisael says 'Would make more sense for him to cast halt person, or slow, or
something'
Taerin says 'and like hiss and growl into a mirror?'
Jourdan nods.
Jourdan says 'Aye!'
Amaltheia chuckles politely.
Taerin says 'before the scene starts or after?'
Jourdan says 'That would be super!'
Jacynth says 'This the raid, hm?'
Taerin says 'stop singing agh damn ye all'
Taerin nods.
Ewan chuckles politely.
Taerin says 'okay we'll revise that.. aye, Genofen?'
Taerin nudges Amaltheia.
Amaltheia says 'Let's just go the once through, and deal with it all later.'
Taerin says 'think you can hiss flex and growl into a mirror?'
Jourdan giggles.
Celebeleni snickers softly.
Jourdan whispers 'More than usual ye mean...'
Pyrle tells you 'hiya'
Amaltheia raises an eyebrow.
Armisael blinks innocently.
Taerin shrugs helplessly.
Taerin says 'just trying to add something'
Taerin chuckles politely.
Taerin says 'okay, last scene'
[TROUPE] Scorbus: Sorry guys but I must get going, I will try to make it later.
Jacynth shrugs in confusion.
tell pyrle hiya. we're just finishing the play.
You tell Pyrle 'hiya. we're just finishing the play.'
[TROUPE] Jacynth: Until then...
Taerin says 'last scene.'
Pyrle tells you 'where are you practicing?'
Taerin comforts Jacynth.
[TROUPE] Jourdan: Take care friend.
[TROUPE] Scorbus: Later
Jacynth says 'thank you..'
Jacynth blinks innocently.
Celebeleni peers around herself intently.
[TROUPE] Olin the Innkeeper: Fare you well, Scorbus, and may your stories never
die.
The Theran form of Scorbus disappears before you.
Jacynth takes her place just off stage left.
Taerin screws up his face and tries to look ugly.
Armisael says 'We're ready?'
Taerin draws a wooden sword and glares at Jaragh.
Celebeleni snickers with Taerin about their shared secret.
reply Oh, Taerin doesn't want spectators, so we're
somewhere a little private.
You tell Pyrle 'Oh, Taerin doesn't want spectators, so we're somewhere a little
private.'
Armisael wields a Golden Sword.
Pyrle tells you 'oh...'
Pyrle tells you 'no fair'
Armisael says 'Halt, fiend of darkness!'
Taerin wields a Huge, Huge, Unbelievable Axe.
Taerin says 'Die, lightscum!'
reply *giggle*
You tell Pyrle '*giggle*'
Pyrle tells you 'can we level up some?'
reply We're going to perform it several times, so I'm
sure you'll get a look at it.
You tell Pyrle 'We're going to perform it several times, so I'm sure you'll get
a look at it.'
Jacynth giggles.
whois pyr
ground!'
[ Human ] (PK) Pyrle the Greater Spy
Taerin says 'Bah!'
Taerin swings at Jaragh and misses.
reply I don't think I'll be doing that tonight, but
thanks for the offer.
You tell Pyrle 'I don't think I'll be doing that tonight, but thanks for the
offer.'
Taerin swings and swings in a mock fight with Jaragh.
Armisael swings a Golden Sword in an arc towards Agorinth, just barely missing
his head.
Taerin pokes Amaltheia in the ribs.
Amaltheia enters into the battle, somehow managing to trip Jaragh.
Taerin whispers 'maul 'im'
Armisael feints to the left, looking for an opening in Agorinth's defenses.
Taerin steps on Jaragh.
Taerin dances on Jaragh's fallen, screaming body.
Armisael thrashes as he is engulfed in a ball of fire.
Taerin throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!
[TROUPE] Armisael: Hmm, the timing is off there.
Taerin exits stage left.
[TROUPE] Taerin: yeah.
Jourdan blinks innocently.
Jourdan nods.
Amaltheia falls down laughing.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: All in time.
[TROUPE] Taerin: we'll have to hit that again.
Ewan snickers softly.
Ewan takes a sip of tea.
Celebeleni chuckles politely.
Jourdan holds up his hand again.
Milia puts an earthenware jug in something.
Taerin nudges Amaltheia.
Taerin whispers 'exit'
Jourdan says 'Umm ... nevermind..'
Amaltheia leaves west.
[TROUPE] Armisael: It would also help if you let me fall to the ground before
pretending to step on me.
Taerin falls down laughing.
Amaltheia grins evilly.
Taerin says 'that's better.'
Taerin smacks himself from offstage.
Taerin nudges Jacynth.
Jacynth snickers softly.
[TROUPE] Taerin: yeah.
[TROUPE] Taerin: heh.
Jacynth whispers 'oh'
Jourdan arranges the set back to it's initial start.
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Umm.. will me need someone to keep an eye on script cues,
in case someone forgets?
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Will we, even
[TROUPE] Armisael: Oh, I won't forget.
[TROUPE] Taerin: stop prepping! aaaagh!
[TROUPE] Armisael: I never forget.
Jacynth enters stage left.
[TROUPE] Armisael: Er.. what were we talking about?
[TROUPE] Taerin: I'm an immortal, just assume I'll slay anyone bad *smirks*
[TROUPE] Jacynth: now?
Ewan snickers softly.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: *blink*
Jourdan winces in agony.
Taerin nods at Jacynth.
Armisael smoulders slightly, next to the burned rubble of the set.
Jourdan drops a cup of blackened chicory .
Jourdan sacrifices a cup of blackened chicory to the gods.
[TROUPE] Taerin: run, cry
[TROUPE] Taerin: it's your time. finish us up.
Jacynth runs to the center of the stage, falling to her knees there next to a
tiny baby.
A magical spring dries up.
Taerin cues Amaltheia.
Jacynth grabs it up, clutches it to her chest and sobs loudly into the bundle
against her.
cb Interesting timing with the spring.
[TROUPE] Gobnait: Interesting timing with the spring.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: Oh, I'm in this scene.
Jourdan gets teary eyed.
Ewan chuckles politely.
Taerin whispers 'enter stage, Genofen'
Amaltheia stomps toward Ktytha, and glares at her in behavior in dismay.
Jacynth sobs in misery.
Jacynth bursts into tears.
Amaltheia says 'What?! Gods, what IS that thing?!'
Jacynth hears the footsteps and does not even look up, continuing to sob loudly.
Amaltheia bends down and grabs Ktytha roughly by the shoulder.
[TROUPE] Taerin: good.
Jourdan holds back a sniffle.
Amaltheia says 'Stop that. I have news of Nebrevata's "unfortunate" demise.'
Jacynth shakes in anger and rage, glaring over her shoulder at Genofen, the
limp baby still in her arms.
Amaltheia says 'You are the new High Arcanus. I suggest you start acting like
it, else you'll find yourself in a similar situation as the last.'
,sniffs softly.
Gobnait sniffs softly.
Jacynth says 'You bastard! This is...this was my baby!'
Jourdan hands gobnait a semi-used tissue.
Jacynth says 'ARGGGGGHHHHHH!'
[TROUPE] Taerin: *cue*
Amaltheia says 'That THING... that's a felar mongrel! If you want a baby,
you'll have a Prince.'
[TROUPE] Taerin: *smacks himself*
Amaltheia zaps Ktytha with a black and red wand. Her baby turns to dust.
[TROUPE] Amaltheia: I have no clue what that last line meant, but I read it
anyway.
tell jourdan heh I was Nebrevata in the first scene and
was sniffing that she was killed :)
You tell Jourdan 'heh I was Nebrevata in the first scene and was sniffing that
she was killed :)'
Jacynth clutches the blanket tightly, gasping in astonishment, looking for
where the baby was.
[TROUPE] Taerin: which line? we'll talk after Jacynth finishes her freakout bit.
Jourdan tells you 'This is so sad!'
[TROUPE] Jacynth: He means to give her a baby that would be the Prince?
[TROUPE] Milia: sounds like it.
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: That sounds it
reply heh. well, sort of.
You tell Jourdan 'heh. well, sort of.'
Amaltheia says 'Now stop your blathering. Follow me. We must educate these
Balator peasants.'
Jourdan tells you 'hehe'
Armisael disappears into the void.
reply You should see it from the beginning. It's hard to
feel sorry for them.
You tell Jourdan 'You should see it from the beginning. It's hard to feel sorry
for them.'
Jacynth drops the blanket, looking down at her empty arms and then to Genofen.
Armisael has returned from the void.
Jacynth screams loudly!
Jourdan tells you 'Oh...'
Jacynth says 'No!! This can't be!!!'
Jacynth screams loudly!
Jourdan tells you 'Fun Fun!'
Jacynth says 'There is nothing....'
Jacynth looks down at her empty arms, tears streaming down her face, a look of
distress on her face.
Jacynth says 'You! You...'
Jacynth says 'You did this!'
Jacynth wields a silver dagger..
Amaltheia says 'Careful with the games you play, little girl.'
Jacynth takes the dagger and drives it forcefully into Genofen's eyes, each in
turn.
Celebeleni blinks innocently.
Amaltheia staggers back in pain, hands held to his face as blood weeps dark
across his skin.
[TROUPE] Taerin: ahahaha. weeps across his skin.
[TROUPE] Taerin: oh that's imagery.
Jacynth removes the blood covered blade, looking in satisfaction at her well
placed blades.
[TROUPE] Milia: well placed blades? maybe that should be strikes?
Amaltheia yells 'You bitch!'
[TROUPE] Taerin: yah.
Jourdan raises an eyebrow.
Amaltheia utters the words, 'xafe ay candusqarr'.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: *makes a note*
Amaltheia disappears.
Jacynth falls to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably.
Jacynth speaks to no one, looking up to the skies, Thera silent around her.
[TROUPE] Taerin: stop.... prepping...
Jourdan blinks innocently.
Jacynth says 'What is there? '
[TROUPE] Milia: sorry i thought she was done?
Jacynth says 'There is nothing...'
Jacynth says 'Nothing at all...'
Jacynth looks around her, weeping.
[TROUPE] Taerin: capitalize that 'There is Nothing...'... it takes on a greater
meaning at the end
Jacynth takes the dagger, still stained with blood and turns it, placing it
against her heart and driving it deep within.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: *makes more notes*
Jacynth's hunger injures her.
Taerin lowers the curtain
Taerin lowers the curtain.
Taerin falls down laughing.
Taerin gives a round of applause.
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Jacynth, are you trying for a normal voice, a whispered,
or a shout, at the end..
Jourdan gives a round of applause.
applaud
Clap, clap, clap.
Taerin says 'BEAUTIFUL.'
Celebeleni cheers and sings... she is just BURSTING with joy!
Milia says 'Good job Jacynth.'
Taerin says 'oh yeah'
Taerin says 'good idea'
Jourdan says 'Nice effect at the end!'
Taerin says 'whispered..'
clap jacynth
You clap at her performance.
Armisael nods.
Jourdan drops a cup of bayou spirits.
Jourdan sacrifices a cup of bayou spirits to the gods.
Taerin nudges Jacynth.
Armisael says 'Yes, quite well done, indeed'
cheer jacynth
You cheer Jacynth on and wish her good luck!
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Emphasize it somehow..
Taerin nods at Celebeleni.
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Whisper it, or yell it, or something.
Taerin says 'good suggestion, Celebeleni.'
[TROUPE] Jacynth: This is only my first time practicing...
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Not only will it bring forward the theme, but it's good
emotive.
Celebeleni nods.
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Bringing forth the suggestion
Celebeleni curtseys gracefully to Jacynth.
[TROUPE] Taerin: *nods* that's why we have it, as you told me *wink*
Ewan gets a red bell pepper from a cowhide knapsack.
Taerin sits down on the ground.
Ewan gets a red bell pepper from a cowhide knapsack.
Milia says 'What now oh Director?'
[TROUPE] Jacynth: I'll try to remember all the suggestions, but I'm starting to
feel a bit overwhelmed..
Taerin says 'any other thoughts on that? that was beautiful.'
Taerin kisses Amaltheia passionately.
Taerin says 'ahh Poetess'
Taerin says 'I loved the weeping blood'
Taerin says 'really.'
tell taerin have the actors bow now? :)
You tell Taerin 'have the actors bow now? :)'
Taerin says 'you struck a chord.'
Celebeleni says 'Was excellent'
nod taerin
'A beautiful effect, Amaltheia.
You say 'A beautiful effect, Amaltheia.'
Taerin stands up.
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: If it's that good now, I can't wait to see the
performance..
Taerin twirls his staff and makes a theatrical bow.
tell taerin as in regular theater, we might want to have a
set order for people to bow.
You tell Taerin 'as in regular theater, we might want to have a set order for
people to bow.'
,bows jauntily, throwing her arms wide and twirling her
hands at the wrist.
Gobnait bows jauntily, throwing her arms wide and twirling her hands at the
wrist.
[TROUPE] Taerin: actresses.
Taerin sits down and thinks deeply.
Taerin says 'oh, they.. do?'
Armisael chuckles politely.
gig
You giggle.
[TROUPE] Jacynth: I'm a much better dancer than an actress, without a doubt.
Taerin says 'set order for them to bow, eh, I didn't even know that'
Taerin chuckles politely.
Taerin sits down on the ground.
You say 'Yes, actors bow in order of the importance of their parts.'
[TROUPE] Celebeleni: Jacynth should go last in the bows.
Celebeleni nods.
Armisael says 'Order of Appearance, perhaps?'
Celebeleni nods at you in agreement.
Armisael shrugs helplessly.
'The smaller parts first, then the leads.
You say 'The smaller parts first, then the leads.'
Taerin chuckles politely.
Milia bows deeply.
Jacynth says 'Then all together.'
Amaltheia chuckles politely.
Celebeleni nods at Jacynth.
nod
You nod.
Taerin says 'what we learn.'
Amaltheia says 'We're not rehearsing the bows, are we?'
Jacynth chuckles politely.
gig
You giggle.
Celebeleni says 'Just get an order.'
Taerin says 'I'll mark off the order in the next letter sent.'
to... tune out.
bowing.
Taerin says 'we have our rehearsal to go over.'