[A Bright Meadow]
Towering trees surround a large patch of green grass dusted with colorful
wild flowers. Over the treetops, snow-covered peaks are outlined against
the clear sky. Four poles wrapped with silk ribbons surround an altar of
carved wood from which delicate garlands of flowering vines hang down to
the ground.
The altar is made from a great tree stump. On the flat surface can be seen
the hundreds of rings that prove the age of this ancient tree. The base is
carved with a delicate leaf pattern and is encrusted with sparkling emeralds.
The Guests
Spaewife, GameMaster Brennwyn, Chandani, Kulbaen, Lady Rubytears, Lady Naamit,
Tayra, Lady Ryshan, Taraveena, Peche, Channleen, Lord Durason, Lord Opiy,
Lord Darkos, Lord Ravenscar, GameHost Tolli, Vaaliant, Lady Shiloa, Lady
Enchandri , Cryheart, Lady Sunnae, Kismia, Wadsworth, Lady Adamina, Joloven,
Lord Kjata, Lady Milyae, Cavyr, Lady Strayla, Aurillia, Lord Eahlstan, Lady
Brinnea, Doria, Nul, Lady Angellisa, Lady Sayrena, Lady Darcena, Lord Panthyrr,
Lord Chuckaar, Nutmegg, Cassioppia, Miramaune, Lord Turgen, Goldbadz, Giantphang,
Lady Debia, Skieh, Lanson, Mailina, Sorchia, Myshel, Ardwen, Larktrill, Lady
Jipzy, Lord Fremie, Frozenstar, Lord Suntzhu, Lady Jypsie, Lady Stormyrain,
Rubyjoy, Lord Nindy, Lady Kiera, Quisat, Lord Wyseth, Lady Angelamy, Krystalin,
Valkrist, Greyslayer
~Lord Ravenscar Foesmiter
He appears to be in his 70's, has unkempt, long black hair, blue eyes, and
tanned skin.
He has a crossed falchions tattoo on his arm, a braided black beard, a flying
raven tattoo on his arm, and a tattooed symbol of Onar on his neck. He is
wearing some sinuous grey leather robes, a gold lover's knot ring, a carved
bone skull cloak clasp, a gleaming onyx nose ring, some steel-toed black
leather boots, an ash-flecked dark tobacco satchel, a mithril hoop earring,
a dusty black knee-length sleeveless leather tunic with gnarled knuckle bone
buttons, a tiny multi-colored disk, a black eyepatch, a translucent glaes
spider charm, a black diamond studded mithril earcuff, a hooded greatcloak
made of shining black raven feathers, a thick black braided belt, a pale
bone nose ring, some dapper black leather suspenders, a moonstone engagement
band, some grey wolfskin trousers, some soft grey thrak hide gloves, and
a black onyx wolf charm.
~
Ravenscar says, "I am Ravenscar Foesmiter, Warmaster of Wsalamir Arctic Clan.
"
Ravenscar says, "I have been summoned from the northern reaches of the
Dragonspine mountains to proudly stand before y'all and present me brother
the honors of our clan and the blessings of the elders in consecrating this
union and the rite of passage of Kulbaen to High Shaman of the clans. "
As Ravenscar addresses the crowd, a gentle golden light illuminates him,
growing brighter until it bathes his features in warmth.
Ravenscar says, "I see that all the clans traveled from the edges of Elanthia
to show dem their due respect."
Ravenscar says, "And I see too that all his friends from 'round heres has
come to pay their respects at this life-changing event."
Ravenscar gazes out into the crowd, recognizing and greeting various notable
giantkin.
Ravenscar smiles dumbly.
Ravenscar then turns to Prince Nul and Princess Doria and bows respectfully.)
~Prince Nul Ebonrune
He appears to be in his 50's, has very long black hair, grey eyes, and tanned
skin.
He has an open magical tome tattoo on his forearm, a lightning bolt tattoo
on his arm, a black chain tattoo on his neck, and an elaborate hourglass
tattoo on his arm. He is wearing a crown of stiffened leather embossed with
tribal runes and molded into three high peaks at the forehead, a large gold
ring, a sinister rune-stitched pack, a rune-trimmed black velvet cloak, some
supple black leather gloves, an enruned silver promise ring, a rune-stamped
leather scroll satchel, a crystal amulet, some black samite gloves, an elemental
rune pin, some formal black linen trousers, some black samite boots, a crystal
ball amulet, a rune-etched black leather belt, a sigil-stamped tanned leather
sheath, an enruned rolaren circlet, a rune-covered thanot circlet, a slate
grey soutane, an ebon rune-etched sheath, and a prickly porcupine pendant.
~Princess Doria Mixolydia
She appears to be in her 40's, has very long red hair, green eyes, and fair
skin.
She is wearing some braided leather armor, a delicate gold ring, a skull-clasped
grimy leather backpack, a midnight blue velvet bodice laced with a fine silver
chain and stitched with mulberry-colored rosettes, a silver tasseled sack,
a black opal anklet, some deep blue velvet boots, a sapphire and opal charm
bracelet, a crystal ball amulet, a dusty thigh sheath, a sapphire encrusted
bracelet, a billowing soft velvet cloak, a deep blue velvet skirt, a gold
filigree tiara accented with a large jade stone, a midnight blue bag, an
enruned silver promise ring, a rich deep mulberry velvet musette, a midnight-blue
sapphire clasp, a pulsating blue sunstone earring, a midnight blue velvet
gem pouch, a carved haon musical note, a rose gold and crystal pin, a sapphire
necklace, an imflass threaded war harness, some long sapphire drop earrings,
some deep blue velvet gloves, a rune-covered thanot circlet, and a fabulous
crown.
Prince Nul and Princess Doria step forward, walking hand in hand to join
the wedding party. Each removes a carved bead and raises it toward the sky.
Chanting in unison, they raise their voices in supplication to the guardians.
Together, Prince Nul and Princess Doria bend and place the beads upon the
earth. As the ornaments meet the dust a shimmering light encases them for
a moment as rings of dust move outward from the beads.
Doria smiles softly.
A soft, sibilant whisper of ancient voices moves through the leaves, causing
them to rustle and stir as the beads disappear in a flash of light.
As Prince Nul and Princess Doria turn to the audience a soft, whispering
chant can be heard, echoing through the trees. The Prince and Princess speak
as one, "It is done."
Taraveena just arrived.
~Taraveena SweeteBlood
She appears to be in her 50's, has very long black hair, multihued eyes,
and lily white skin.
She has a tattoo of a black widow spider spinning a silvery web between a
gleaming blood red rose and a vine of poison ivy which begins on her thigh
and ends delicately encircling her ankle on her leg, a dark chalice tattoo
on her ankle, and a black chain tattoo on her neck. She is wearing a amulet,
some thigh-high crimson silk boots, a crimson glaes armband, a sturdy black
sheath studded with star rubies, a high holy symbol, a siren lizard scale
leather, a flashy fire-opal love charm, a veniom-worked black silk gem pouch,
an Ivas veil, a fiery scarlet wrist sheath, a teardrop diamond promise ring,
a deathstone spiderweb pendant, a ruby and onyx black widow hairpin, some
deathstone earrings, a crimson leather mask, a crimson leather hair tie,
some crimson leather gloves, a ruby inlaid specter skin scabbard, a saucy
red velvet skirt, a delicate red velvet choker, a deep crimson silk satchel
adorned with embroidered wisps of smoke and fastened with an onyx and ruby
black widow clasp, a deep crimson silk cloak with a stylized silver clasp
shaped like a wisp of smoke, a sienna leather amazon's bag drawn together
with two braided strands of beads, and a large gold ring.
Ravenscar says, "Fer those who cannot understand parts of the ceremony, Lady
Taraveena of the Vaikalimara Clan will be translatin for those less fortunate."
Ravenscar winks.
Taraveena bows.
Ravenscar takes a deep breath, calming himself, and begins a booming bass
chant in clear audible tones announcing the arrival of Kulbaen.
Kulbaen enters the glade, striding gracefully into the clearing from the
trees, casually brushing aside massive limbs with one large, but perfectly
proportioned arm. Where most people appear dwarfed by the ancient trees,
Kulbaen's exceptional mass is merely highlighted by the comparison.
Kulbaen smiles.
Kulbaen says, "greetings all"
~Kulbaen SoulBleed
He appears to be in his 130's, has long, braided black hair, grey eyes, and
tanned skin.
He has a leering black demon tattoo on his forearm, a braided black ponytail,
a skull and crossbones tattoo on his arm, a black chain tattoo on his neck,
and a shadowy skull tattoo. He is wearing a floor-length ceremonial robe
of dark vruul hide with long loose-fitting sleeves and flowing hem edged
in arcane runes of scorched glaes and belted at the waist by a knotted
handfasting cord, a huge silver ceremonial symbol, some gigantic dark battleworn
boots, a petrified white tsark skull, a rune-branded summoner's shroud, a
leering ironwood skull pin, a shrunken dried kobold head on a brass chain,
a massive old longcoat clasped with deeply etched silver buttons, and a tattered
long leather vest.
The almost ethereal chanting that reaches the clearing intensifies, bringing
with it the deep, throbbing beat of drums.
The guests admire Kulbaen with awe.
Ravenscar smiles broadly and his voice takes on a more amiable tone, as he
is announcing the arrival of Chandani.
Chandani enters the clearing to the accompaniment of the drum beats, moving
delicately toward her groom, like the gossamer wings of butterflies on the
wind. As she passes, several giants in the audience bow in her wake in profound
and deep respect.
~Chandani Divali
She appears to be in her 100's, has unkempt, long silver hair, grey eyes,
and fair skin.
She has an elaborate hourglass tattoo on her thigh, and a circle of gracefully
intertwined Giantman runes of devotion inked in deep indigo and touched with
highlights of silver on her arm. She is wearing some vulture-taloned gloves,
a floor-length ceremonial robe of dark embroidered velvet with long billowing
sleeves and flowing hem edged in arcane runes of scorched silver and gathered
at the waist by knotted handfasting cord, some thigh-high beaded doeskin
boots, and a tiny silver nose ring.
The guests gaze in awe at Chandani.
As Chandani reaches Kulbaen they clasp hands and turn as one to bow ceremonially
to Prince Nul and Princess Doria in appreciation for their blessing.
Ravenscar says, "Lady Tayra Myssu-Trandas"
Ravenscar smiles at Tayra.
~ Tayra Myssu-Trandas
She appears to be in her 50's, has shoulder length, wavy red hair, violet
eyes, and pale skin.
She has a twining ivy tattoo on her waist, a tiny star tattoo on her finger,
a coiled black dragon tattoo on her ankle, and a curly red ponytail. She
is holding a small blackened iron cauldron in her right hand and an old straw
broom with arcane runes of flight scorched into its gnarled oak handle in
her left hand.
She is wearing a narrow gold ring, a black alchemy bag, an enticing midnight
blue shirt, a silvered filigree charm bracelet, a crystal amulet, a dusty
thigh sheath, a slender silver hoop earring, a silver filigree ankle-chain,
a laje banded tower shield, a billowing soft velvet cloak, some knee-high
strap sandals, a multi-hued shimmering silk skirt, a small leather opportunity
pouch, and a delicate engraved silver locket.
Tayra steps forward toward the altar and carefully lays a broom several feet
in front of the altar.
Tayra drops an old straw broom with arcane runes of flight scorched into
its gnarled oak handle.
Tayra says, "This day took long enough to get here...."
Kulbaen nods to Tayra.
Chandani grins.
Tayra says, "I want you both to know how happy I am that its finally here"
Kulbaen is admiring Chandani.
Tayra says, "I love yas both"
Tayra exclaims, "on with this ceremony!"
Chandani picks up the broom and sweeps a clear, level space in front of the
altar and then reverses the broom, using the handle to trace a large, perfectly
proportioned pentagram into the loamy soil.
Chandani places the broom in the exact center of the star as Tayra steps
forward and walks around the symbol to place a small black cauldron on the
altar.
Ryshan approaches the altar, picks up the book and opens it reverently. As
the cover cracks open, the clouds shift allowing silvery moonlight to filter
through the trees and surround her in a pearlescent glow.
~Lady Ryshan Wyndsynger
She appears to be in her 80's, has long, straight silver hair, violet eyes,
and fair skin.
She is wearing a shimmering opalescent silk gown, a pair of opalescent slippers,
a crystal amulet, an emerald and gold wedding band, a dainty golden charm
bracelet, a leaf-shaped emerald pendant, a glittering emerald bracelet, a
delicate emerald ring, an emerald encrusted circlet, a stunning pair of emerald
earrings, a sparkling diamond-dusted sack, a glittering crystal-covered pouch,
a small crystal Sovyn pin, a leaf-shaped Imaera pin, a hooded emerald linen
cloak, a silver fist cloak clasp, and a padded leather satchel.
Ryshan says, "Lord Kulbaen an' Lady Chandani be 'ere ta join dere 'earts
an' dere lives fer all eternity. May da gods bless dere union wit' love an'
laughter as dey walks deze lan's tagedder, two souls become on"
Ryshan smiles.
Ryshan steps back from the altar.
Ryshan slowly places the book back on the altar and resumes her seat.
Kulbaen extends one of his hands to Chandani, surrounding her more delicate
fingers in his warm clasp, a content look of appreciation revealed in his
features.
Kulbaen steps behind his bride, pulling her back to rest against his massive
chest, supporting her slight weight without strain. Embracing, the difference
in their size is undeniably charming.
Kulbaen sighs happily.
Chandani gazes fondly at Kulbaen.
Ravenscar removes some massive scorched glaes gauntlets from on a carved
wood altar.
Ravenscar removes an ancient dark tribal bone talisman from on a carved wood
altar.
Ravenscar smiles at Kulbaen.
Kulbaen bows to Ravenscar.
Taraveena says, "These gauntlets and talisman were worn by the revered Warmaster
Eahnimaki during the battle of Maelshyv. His gracious decendants have bestown
them unto you in recognition of your constant battle against those that might
manipulate the dark forces against us. I am proud to honor you with them
as acknowlegdement of all the clans' belief in you.""
Ravenscar offers Kulbaen some massive scorched glaes gauntlets. Kulbaen accepts
Ravenscar's scorched glaes gauntlets. Kulbaen gazes in awe at the gauntlets
in his hand. Kulbaen puts on some massive scorched glaes gauntlets.
Ravenscar offers Kulbaen an ancient dark tribal bone talisman. Kulbaen accepts
Ravenscar's tribal bone talisman. Kulbaen gazes in awe at the talisman in
his hand. Kulbaen hangs an ancient dark tribal bone talisman around his neck.
Ravenscar and Kulbaen bow to each other.
Kulbaen says, "I am honored"
Taraveena bows to Kulbaen.
Ravenscar smiles proudly at Kulbaen.
Tayra approaches the altar.
Tayra glancies at a small blackened iron cauldron. Touching one finger
to her lips, she places the small blackened iron cauldron on the carved
wood altar.
Chandani smiles at Tayra.
Nul removes a gleaming ebon sphere from on a carved wood altar.
Nul smiles at Kulbaen.
Nul says, "High Shaman, Kull'bae'en..."
Nul says, "This is the Orb of Saramar, known for its ability to aid in the
many tongues of those unfortunate to know the KinSpeak. Chief Samarak the
Grim hath sent Ishan many leagues to deliver this offering in praise of your
ascension to High Shaman. I am certain you will wear it with the pride it
deserves."
Nul nods to Kulbaen.
Nul offers Kulbaen a gleaming ebon sphere. Kulbaen accepts Nul's ebon
sphere.
Kulbaen gazes in awe at the sphere in his hand. Kulbaen puts on a gleaming
ebon sphere.
Kulbaen says, "I will cherish it without end, M'lord"
Kulbaen and Nul bow to each other.
Chandani stands in front of a carved wood altar. Removing a thick rune-pitted
collar from on a carved wood altar, Chandani moves to stand in front of Kulbaen.
Kulbaen tilts his head down.
Kulbaen is admiring Chandani.
Chandani smiles lovingly up at Kulbaen.
Kulbaen gives a sigh of adoration.
Kulbaen smiles.
Kulbaen winks at Chandani.
Chandani says, "The collar holds significance to many, but let it not be
mistaken it is the collar of the kept, for this collar also represents great
power and control. All things are cyclical, and this circle, as all, represents
a balance."
Chandani offers Kulbaen a thick rune-pitted collar. Kulbaen accepts Chandani's
rune-pitted collar.
Kulbaen bows in admiration to Chandani.
Chandani curtsies to Kulbaen.
Kulbaen hangs a thick rune-pitted collar around his neck. As he places the
collar around his neck an eerie moan of agony echoes through the trees
accompanied by a momentary pulse of darkness.
Kulbaen removes an ancient rune-covered scepter from in his summoner's shroud.
Vaaliant says, "Guess we know who's doin the dishes from here on out"
Vaaliant gazes in wonder at his surroundings.
Chandani smiles knowingly.
Kulbaen smiles at Chandani.
Naamit smiles quietly to herself.
Kulbaen smiles very proudly.
Greyslayer begins chuckling at Vaaliant.
The guests chuckle lightly.
Kulbaen says, "My pride at this moment cannot be expressed into words, My
Love. Long you have studied, and perfected the art of healing. Many of the
lands to this day are astounded by your natural ability, and even more are
added each day."
Kulbaen says, "The scepter of painstealing is a tool by which many of the
Hearthguards are known. It signifies not only the prestige of being known
as a Master of your craft, but imparts the ability to teach the craft. These
are given to only one caretaker from each tribe, and are known to be passed
down for generations."
Kulbaen says, "That in itself is an honor not felt by many, and resounds
that the clans welcome you among with open arms."
Kulbaen offers Chandani an ancient rune-covered scepter. Chandani accepts
Kulbaen's rune-covered scepter.
Chandani beams happily at Kulbaen!
Chandani smiles as she bows deeply to the congregation of clan representatives
in the glade.
Kulbaen removes a glowing soulstone and an opaline moonstone from in
his dusty old longcoat.
Chandani says, "It is a great honor."
Chandani put an ancient rune-covered scepter on a carved wood altar.
Kulbaen offers Chandani a glowing soulstone. Chandani accepts Kulbaen's glowing
soulstone.
Chandani removes a simple pestle and mortar from on a carved wood altar.
Kulbaen offers Chandani an opaline moonstone. Chandani accepts Kulbaen's
opaline moonstone.
Chandani places the opaline moonstone and glowing soulstone on the carved
wood altar.
Kulbaen says, "My love, often life is symbolized..."
Kulbaen says, "tis known that I am of the soul, and you of the moon in our
spirit selves... let us be joined"
Kulbaen smiles at Chandani.
Chandani removes the stones from the altar and places the stones in her mortar
and begins to grind them, incanting blessings over them in a strangely powerful
voice.
As Doria takes the armbands from the altar and places them in the cauldron
to be sanctified, she addresses the crowd, her eyes passing from one to another,
resting on you for a moment before returning her attention to the cauldron...
Continued
here...
Kulbaen & Chandani
