A Song of Isolas
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The Sanctuary of Fate [Exits: north] The breathtaking loveliness of a midnight shadowed garden embraces you. The night sky is filled with stars... no, not stars, but strands of light which shimmer at the edges of sight. The soft call of unseen birds provides sweet melody to please the ear and the low hoot of an owl echoes out of the trees. A thick tangle of web-shrouded briar roses marks the boundaries of the area and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness. Here and there, care has been taken to create gathering places in the glade, from an intimate nook of soft, thick moss beneath a veiling willow tree, to a low, gentle dell where a large group could rest in comfort. Each cardinal point is marked by its own unique archway. Ebon flames beckon within a trio of them, and the fourth is sealed by an enormous spiderweb. At the heart of the clearing is a large round seal of orichalcum. (Token magic) A magical spring flows from the ground here. A small weaving loom is barely visible amidst the trees. (Invis 70) (Intense Light Cyan Aura) [GS] Cordir is here. (Light Cyan Aura) Isolas is here. (Hide) A distressingly large, shiny black spider weaves webs here. Isolas clears his throat. Isolas says, 'Isolas strutted about like a dawn-crowing cock'. Isolas says, 'telling all, "I am the man!"'. Isolas says, 'He'd boast and proclaim HE was captain of this ship,'. Isolas says, ''Til the real captain heard of his plan.'. Isolas says, 'to say he was not in the least bit amused.'. Isolas says, 'would seem quite too little to me.'. Isolas says, 'And it wasn't that long 'til young Isolas found himself'. Isolas says, 'washed up on the shores of the sea.'. Isolas says, 'So never pretend you are who you aren't'. Isolas says, '(that is, outside of a play)'. Isolas says, 'Unless you like a dagger in your back'. Isolas says, 'or across your throat at the end of day.'. Isolas smiles happily. Isolas says, 'THERE.'. Isolas says, 'A song. About myself.'. Cordir grins mischievously. You cheer him on, confident in his abilities.