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Quevven smiles at Bedwyr. Vega takes a deep breath and looks concentrated, while she performs some gestures with her hands. The gray-eyed dour male elf skips out south. These are the people you remember: aramor, yavimayo, margali, elron, bedwyr, ondoval, blackroot, kawana, galin, demon, quind, essafah, worf, illarmey, sance, kayle, andre, orolin, presley, theseus, enra, elmyre, leeland, thorand, ttam, bilibib, enforcer, mykael, steyrna, crusader, korose, pagan, elasar, thornwald, thorsal, foranor, xaver, quevven, deanna, shannon, elebor, kaspars, yaltox, gyro, marcais, mordor, asmodion, mycene, mork, aeis, hikaru, vyfken, jacqueline, augurin, entreri, khorin, hago, brox, rhodes, minardil, norima, angborn, elrain, cestus, cirrion, gurst, xuri, hugh, illusio, hesselma, patrick, shev, arim, arandil, pardon, allinon, melden, guybrush, zadow, parsivale, thror, andrus, zargol, gilgalad, kopeister, marv, sylkae, faramis, griffin, garthog, coliander, vega, teejay, turan, kelida, elbereth, valcaran, olivan, yason, morion, xolgor, barkan, gifford, chos, spirou, anna, derfel, ende, planthe, cairan, anilukka, rosena, beng, karaborn, spryng, iridh, palida, efry, jabuta, jadavin, dempster, lutor, perdita, dralork, kurin, prollgar, farun, gilbor, xeno, calby, cray, sil, faysor, ubinox, aina, alchemist, gared, yenul, ahman, winddancer, sheela, foliana, astaroth, eolana, thandius, assulin and jiriki Pagan stretches his tired body. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature raises its arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. Elebor is suddenly surrounded with a light blue aura. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature whispers something to Elebor. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature's fingers move quickly through the air. The black-bearded stocky male dwarf grumbles in xyllic: I arrh thirsty!!! The demonic winged neuter creature raises its arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. The demonic winged neuter creature is suddenly surrounded with a light blue aura. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature makes a magical gesture. The demonic winged neuter creature says in ancient language: Lony! The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature whispers something to Elebor. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature's fingers move quickly through the air while it seems to concentrate on something. The red-haired green-eyed female elf concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Vega draws a circle into the air with her hands, leaving a trace of glittering red lights. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature whispers something to Elebor. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature draws a circle into the air with its hands, while it begins to mumble some arcane words. // Did I mention that mages suck? Bedwyr sings in xyllic: alooha! The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature is suddenly surrounded with a light blue aura. forget iridh The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature whispers something to Elebor. Ok. > The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature raises its arms and a shower of tiny, faintly shimmering stars follows its hands. Elebor smiles at Bedwyr. Vega smiles. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature makes a magical gesture. You are a Priest of Rokoon. Your prestige is 134. You have spent 323 gold coins worth to the guild. Your mentor is Kopeister. You are devoted to Rokoon. You are standing on neutral ground. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature whispers something to Elebor. Quevven sings in xyllic: Hello Beddy! The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature takes a deep breath and looks concentrated, while it performs some gestures with its hands. Elebor sings in xyllic: hello Bedwyr Vega hugs Bedwyr teasingly. Orolin dances in. // Aaaah! :) Orolin skips out east. // Ooooh... ;( The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature whispers something to Elebor. Bedwyr smiles curiously. Vega quickly moves her hands, creating a glowing pattern in the air. Pagan says in xyllic: Well, it seems I have to care for some other souls! Bedwyr sings in xyllic: whats up?..meeting here? Bedwyr giggles happily. Vega lifts her hand and her water is refilled magically. The red-haired green-eyed female elf whispers something to Elebor. Pagan says in xyllic: May Huitzilopochtli enlighten your hearts. The black-bearded stocky male dwarf bows gracefully. The red-haired red-eyed female elven infant smiles childishly. The red-haired green-eyed female elf hugs Bedwyr softly. The demonic winged neuter creature kisses Bedwyr īcheeck wetly. Thorsal sings in xyllic: may Rokoon heal your wounds. You say to Pagan in xyllic: I'd rather say someone should care for your soul... Elebor sings in xyllic: may peace enter your heart, Pagan Vega offers a waterskin (1l) to a black-bearded stocky male dwarf. You say in xyllic: Abandon your deity, Pagan, worship Rokoon and I will bless you! <OOC>: Bedwyr: lagged as usual..8( Vega snickers. Jabuta arrives. Pagan says in xyllic: And your heart, Elebor? The black-bearded stocky male dwarf bows gracefully. Elebor smiles. Pagan says in xyllic: Did I ever attack you? Margali says in xyllic: oh Gelfling - you have anything else to say other than that same old tune? // Why always against me, hm? He may preach and I may not? *growl* Jabuta looks at the black-bearded stocky male dwarf. Thorsal sings in xyllic: may tolerance and understanding rule the world one day. Quevven smiles. Elebor sings in xyllic: my heart is open for it Pagan says in xyllic: Who of us is the violent person? Vega sings to you in xyllic: Abandon your deity, and I will pray for you. Thorsal sings in xyllic: that is what i really hope Jabuta smiles and greets you! The demonic winged neuter creature silently greets Jabuta. The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature greets Jabuta. Vega smiles at you. Jabuta bows gracefully to you. Pagan says in xyllic: You attacked me, I didn't do any harm. Jabuta says in xyllic: hi guys You say in xyllic: Feel the love of Rokoon, let his wings protect you. Elebor sings in xyllic: but when I see you attacking innocent, I will protect them, with my life if necessary You hear the Cathedral Bells chime for 10 O'clock. Quevven smiles at Jabuta. The red-haired green-eyed female elf laughs at Vega. Jabuta says in xyllic: anything goin on? Jabuta smiles. Jabuta looks at Thorsal. Pagan says in xyllic: And you were even hiding like a coward behind your creature. The red-haired green-eyed female elf agrees with Elebor. <Priests of Rokoon> Morion: The sermon in the chapel will take place now! Thorsal sings in xyllic: that is Satai-style Elebor Jabuta looks at Margali. Margali says in xyllic: nah Jabuta - just a friendly meeting in the street Thorsal smiles at Elebor. Margali grins slightly. Elebor smiles slightly at Thorsal. Jabuta nods solemnly. Thorsal sings in xyllic: all ok, Jabuta The red-haired green-eyed female elf sings in xyllic: elebor i hope you make this for every innocent ? Jabuta says in xyllic: ohh ok You're beginning to get a little thirsty. Nothing to worry about yet, but you could drink something! > Jabuta smiles. Jabuta says in xyllic: good Jabuta waves happily in your direction. Pagan says in xyllic: The wings of a falcon do not offer that much protection, do they? Jabuta leaves east. <Priests of Rokoon> Cestus: darn Elebor sings in xyllic: maybe some do feel a bit like the Satais, even if they chose a different way, Thorsal You say to Margali in xyllic: I have to carry the truth into the world. That's my duty as a cleric. The red-haired green-eyed female elf sings in xyllic: even a cleric attacks first and innocent person ? <Priests of Rokoon> Cestus: I'm sorry, but I can't attend. You guess that it is around the 10. hour of this day ! Margali says to you in xyllic: but it gets very boring after a while especially when we all make our own choice Elebor sings in xyllic: I do follow the path of Rokoon, but I hope that fanatism is far from me Margali smiles at you. // Bah, this sucks - sermon time in the middle of the discussion! // Rush, rush, rush back to the chapel. // (I can only guess what Cestus is doing. Perhaps killing some giants.) You are inside a chapel of Rokoon. At the walls there are some pictures and through a colorful window a beam of light just reaches the huge statue of a falcon in one corner. All over the room you can see burning candles and some benches invite everyone to take a rest and chant a prayer to Rokoon. In the middle of this room you can see a huge altar made of dark stone. Next to the door is a plaque. There is one obvious exit: east. A dark altar. Morion is reclining here, a gray-eyed dour male elf is resting here and a red-haired friendly female elf is resting here. // The parish is already waiting... You unwield the small holy sceptre of Rokoon. > prep You kneel down at the altar. You sit down to rest a while. > proc acceptance You shuffle your legs nervously and jump to your feet. You step in front of the altar and start to chant. You chant in the ancient language: Dear brothers and sisters , dear faithful followers of Rokoon ! ( fer norvol lahomm tinvol , lahomm fer inntin tinvol tin Rokoon ! sum inn norvol ) You chant in the ancient language: We have come together to honour our great and almighty god . ( tininn lahlah tinvol lahfer monnor fermon aermtin aermrah aerm lahmon lahvol . ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: Rokoon ! ( Rokoon ! ) You chant in the ancient language: Thy name is holy , and thy miracles are powerful . ( lahlah ommtin monnor inn , lahvol rahmon lah lahaerm fer lahium . ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: Almighty Rokoon , bless Thy followers ( lahmon Rokoon , norfer feromm feromm sumomm ) The red-haired friendly female elf looks at you. You chant in the ancient language: and give us patience and endurance . ( innrah aermrah aermrah lahnor sumloh tinvol . ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: Whatever our fate may be , ( sumloh sumomm omm sumomm fernor , lahlah ) You chant in the ancient language: give us the strength to face it and accept it . ( volvol inn lahfer fersum fernor ferrah lahfer lahvol aermtin aerm . tinvol fervol mon ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: Let us always remember ( fer aermrah ferloh inn ) You chant in the ancient language: that we are only humble servants , ( ferrah rahmon aerm ferloh lahomm aermrah , ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: and that we should never misuse ( rahmon feraerm tin ferlah lahfer vol ) You chant in the ancient language: the powers Thou hast granted to us ( lahmon ferloh fer tinvol mon lahmon aerm ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: by Thy holy miracles . ( ferloh lahomm ferlah volmon . ferium lahmon lah tinvol ) You chant in the ancient language: Rokoon ! ( Rokoon ! ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: Fill our hearts with light ( lahrah norvol ferloh sumomm omm ) You chant in the ancient language: and relieve us from fear when we face our enemies . ( tin rah lahium lahvol volvol tinvol volvol ferinn fervol aerm . sumloh ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You remember Dralork as a male stout young dwarf. You chant in the ancient language: Our bodies might be tortured by them , ( mon ium aerm feraerm nornor lah ferinn , ) A young ebony-skinned male elf dances in. The young ebony-skinned male elf sits down on the benches. The young ebony-skinned male elf sits down to rest a while. The young ebony-skinned male elf smiles and greets you! You chant in the ancient language: but our souls will eternaly be devoted to Thy holy name . ( fertin fertin lahaerm nornor lahium ferium sum nornor inntin feromm lahfer . ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: Rokoon ! ( Rokoon ! ) You chant in the ancient language: Let us not hesitate to help , ( lahium fertin mon vol feromm mon , sumloh ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: when our neighbour is in need , ( loh feromm vol fermon aermrah lah , ) You chant in the ancient language: let us remember that we have to fullfill our duty . ( norvol lahloh innrah sumloh lahnor fermon ferrah loh volmon norfer . ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: And when we have to give our lives , ( feraerm vol norvol lahnor tinvol tin volmon ferinn , ) You chant in the ancient language: Rokoon , then be with us , ( Rokoon , feromm nornor feromm sumomm tinvol , ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: and help us to face our fate ( nor omm lahloh feromm sum lahlah loh ) You chant in the ancient language: collected, calm and full of faith . ( volmon feraerm ferlah nor rah fer lahfer . lahrah sumomm ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: Rokoon ! ( Rokoon ! ) You chant in the ancient language: Thy name is holy , and in Thy name we trust . ( mon inntin lahium lahfer , lahium rahmon innrah rahmon volvol lahomm norvol . ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You chant in the ancient language: Please guard our travels ( sumloh ferinn mon lahomm ) You chant in the ancient language: and have mercy on us if we should fail . ( ferium ferloh loh tin lahnor lahnor feraerm lahomm lah . ) You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. You shout in xyllic: PRAISE ROKOON! You hold your small holy sceptre of Rokoon over the young ebony-skinned male elf, Morion, the gray-eyed dour male elf and the red-haired friendly female elf and say: I bless you in the name of Rokoon May he spread his wings over you and protect you against all evil. May his face shine upon you granting you protection and long life. Suddenly you hear the cry of a falcon flying overhead. You say in xyllic: Thank you for attending to my sermon. It stops here. You feel that Rokoon has heard your requests. Morion stops listening to the sermon. The young ebony-skinned male elf thanks you. Morion rolls to an upright position and grunts loudly while getting up. The gray-eyed dour male elf stops listening to the sermon. The gray-eyed dour male elf stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Morion leaves east. The gray-eyed dour male elf looks at the plaque. The young ebony-skinned male elf stops listening to the sermon. The young ebony-skinned male elf stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. The red-haired friendly female elf thanks you. The young ebony-skinned male elf waves happily in your direction. The red-haired friendly female elf stops listening to the sermon. The red-haired friendly female elf stretches her legs and stands up gracefully. The young ebony-skinned male elf skips out east. You thank the gray-eyed dour male elf and the red-haired friendly female elf. The red-haired friendly female elf wears a black headband with five white stars on her head. The gray-eyed dour male elf sings in xyllic: I have to learn ancient language, I guess You smirk. The red-haired friendly female elf waves happily. The gray-eyed dour male elf waves happily. The red-haired friendly female elf skips out east. The gray-eyed dour male elf skips out east. You say in xyllic: I'm not good at it either... You are inside a chapel of Rokoon. At the walls there are some pictures and through a colorful window a beam of light just reaches the huge statue of a falcon in one corner. All over the room you can see burning candles and some benches invite everyone to take a rest and chant a prayer to Rokoon. In the middle of this room you can see a huge altar made of dark stone. Next to the door is a plaque. There is one obvious exit: east. A dark altar. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. You tell Pagan: (OOC) Was a good show... But I have to go to sleep by now. Sweet dreams, I think we'll meet again. (perhaps with less people around ;) // A bit later, a new note can be found on the clerics' board. 36: Pagan has been preaching in Padorn (12.09.259) --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Today, in the early morning, Pagan has been preaching in the market place in Padorn. Since he is not outlawed and did not wear a hood, there was no fight - at least during the time I watched him... But the event showed me how important it can be to learn from the books in our monastery. I must admit that I hardly knew what to say. Perhaps we should have more religious discussions here, as a training for younger clerics who want to spread the word of Rokoon. Gelfling, still incompetent when it comes to preaching --------------------------------------------------------------------------- // The rest is simply frustration... normally Gelfling wouldn't drink. // Honestly! ;) You drink from a bottle of beer. You drink from a bottle of beer. You drink from a bottle of beer. You drink from a bottle of beer. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. You are still satiated with food and you feel still a little wet inside. You are very drunk. _______________________________________________________________________________ ASSESSING STATS You are far from advancing to strong Strength. You are very far from advancing to epic Dexterity. You are halfway to advancing to sturdy Constitution. You are far from advancing to ingenious Intelligence. You are far from advancing to enlightened Wisdom. You are close to advancing to heroic Discipline. _______________________________________________________________________________ <Priests of Rokoon> Gelfling: Bye, all - take care! <Priests of Rokoon> Cestus: bye Gelfling > quit quit You drop four bottles and a torch. Saving Gelfling.