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4/4/2011: 6:04pm

[ 9] Cordir: The Soul of Lestat
Sun Apr 3 19:45:37 2011
To: Isolas Szordryn Lestat

Phantom:

One of yours made a purchase with coin that was not his to give:
Szordryn bought a minor trinket, using Lestat's soul as barter.
As I will not say I am displeased with this acquisition, if you
care not, read no further. If you would regain it, continue.

While I am cruel, I am also fair: Obtain for me the following -
within the next three days - and Lestat's soul will be released.

a rib
a fang ring
a ring of indifference
the light of a lost soul
a dark black potion
a skinny bone key
the key of words
a vampire's fangs
a bloody scourge
some bloody claws
an obsidian amulet
the sigil of the Hunter
a fine cloak, black as a moonless night

- Weaver



Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), Lestat, are you aware that your soul was traded away?'.

Lestat ftells, 'ya...stupid Szord...I couldnt do anything about it'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), Do you want it back?'.

Lestat ftells, 'Would be nice...'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), I wonder if I can trade his for yours'.

Zonaso ftells, 'Greets'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), Since he traded yours without your permission'.
Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), I could trade his without his'.

Lestat ftells, 'lol that would be great'.
Lestat ftells, 'if my wife would stop going to bed so early i could get all that stuff she wants heh'.
Lestat ftells, 'heya Zona'.
Lestat ftells, 'Oh not much, apparently Szord sold my soul to cordir, for a stupid item :P'.
Lestat ftells, 'so She took my health and restrung it to read "a black iron collar bearing a silver spider" :P'.



A Midnight Garden
[Exits: south]
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,
only to be answered by the harsh, mocking scream of a carrion crow. A thick
tangle of web-shrouded crimson briar roses marks the boundaries of the area
and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness.
At the center of the garden lies an ornate multi-tiered fountain, ebon fire
lighting the cascades from within. Benches have been placed invitingly in a
semi-circle around the stone basin of the fountain, set just inside a thick
band of mithril.
(White Aura) A distressingly large, shiny black spider weaves webs here.

Isolas steps out of the shadows.
Isolas saunters in, stopping in his tracks as he notices your aura.

You say, 'Greetings, Phantom.'.

Isolas says, '...ello.'.

Cordir regards you with empty eyes and nods. "Hello."

>l isolas

Isolas says, 'Your aura is nice. I've always liked a lady in red.'.

Cordir frowns slightly.
You say, 'Your preferences are of no concern to me, Phantom.'.
You say, 'What is it that you desire?'.

You tell Isolas, '(if you haven't Looked at her, you really aught to.)'.

Isolas looks at you.

desc

Your description is:
The Lady Weaver stands Incarnate before you, Her ebon eyes as clear and empty
as obsidian. An unfelt wind stirs Her hair, making it ebb and flow, a shroud
to veil Her person. There is something shuttered and hollow, some sense that
all is not right about Her. She turns Her attention to you, your intent stare
having drawn Her notice, and the wind rises. You feel your sense of self slip
away beneath the weight of that barren gaze: for what is self, but memories,
dreams and hopes?

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You are using:
<used as light> (Weak magic) (Dancing) ancient ebon flames [m|ma:10 1#]
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the Band of the Stormreaver [m|AC 0 ma:5 ma:15 1#]
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the Band of the Stormreaver [m|AC 0 ma:10 ma:8 4#]
<worn on body> (Moderate magic) an austere robe of black spidersilk [m|AC 5 ma:10 ma:10 6#]
<worn about waist> (Moderate magic) a narrow belt of braided black spidersilk [m|AC 2 dex:3 da:3 1#]
<wielded> (Moderate magic) a bloodstained pair of embroidery scissors [mTH|1-7 ma:20 6#]
<held> (Powerful magic) a Staff of Fear [m|C987 L30 fear 6#]
<worn with pride> the Ebon Sigil Odegra [NDAGNR|dmg:1 hr:1 1#]
<worn with pride> (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen [|5#]


Isolas tells you, 'Oh, yep. Missed out on that change'.

You tell Isolas, '(Figured, you wiki-not-checking-person.)'.

Isolas says, 'Szordryn made a trade with you that he shouldn't have.'.
Isolas says, 'This you are quite aware of.'.

Cordir nods slightly. 'I am.'

You say, 'But the bargain was struck.'.

Isolas says, 'indeed it was.'

You say, 'And Lestat did not disavow it.'.
You say, 'The vampire is mine.'.

Isolas says, 'Lestat is a worthy soul to own, indeed.'.

You say, 'I have known him for many centuries.'.
You say, 'He was pack-mate to my spouse.'.

Isolas says, 'But what of Szordryn's? He is, after all, a more brutal killer and a member of my Magi's high council.'.

You say, 'a Conclavic nobody.'.
You say, 'The ability to murder has not always been one that I held precious.'.

Isolas says, '...right.'.
Isolas says, 'Well.'.
Isolas says, 'Sorry to have disturbed you then.'.
Isolas bows deeply.
Isolas steps back into the shadows.

You tell Isolas, '(ooc: *snicker* you give up way too quickly)'.



Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), So, Szord..'.

Zonaso ftells, 'ahh yeah'.

Szordryn ftells, 'So, Phantom..'.

Zonaso ftells, 'your in trouble! '.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), I understand you made a trade a day or two ago?'.

Szordryn ftells, 'i did?'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), Yeah.'.

Szordryn ftells, 'shake?'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), Using something that wasn't yours.'.

Szordryn ftells, 'i have all the same gear'.
Szordryn ftells, 'hell, my gear sucks anyways wth?'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), Something of Lestat's as a matter of fact'.

Szordryn ftells, 'OH'.
Szordryn ftells, 'haha'.
Szordryn ftells, 'yah i offered Lestat'.
Szordryn ftells, 'for uh'.
Szordryn ftells, 'some junk'.
Szordryn ftells, 'haha'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), well, Lestat didn't really want to give up his soul.'.

Szordryn ftells, 'aww'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), But Cordir is quite fond of it.'.
Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), So you can imagine, the price to get it back is steep.'.

Szordryn ftells, 'well'.
Szordryn ftells, 'I woulda offered you'.
Szordryn ftells, 'but u weren't online'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), So right now, Zonaso is collecting a list of items that Cordir has requested'.

Szordryn ftells, 'A LIST?'.
Szordryn ftells, 'she was selling some crappy mr item'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), And to make sure there's no harm and no foul, I'm sweetening the deal and throwing in your soul to get Lestat's back'.

Szordryn ftells, 'hrm your call and all but I'm worth 2 or 3 lestats'.
Szordryn ftells, 'at least'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), Superb. Glad you're onboard.'.

Szordryn ftells, 'shrug'.
Szordryn ftells, 'i didn't say that :)'.
Szordryn ftells, 'she can have her stupid MR item back'.
Szordryn ftells, 'tell her next time I want a 5dmg for a soul, tho!'.

Zonaso ftells, 'yeah! having some issues locating the rest'.
Zonaso ftells, 'eating real quick atm tohugh'.

Isolas ftells, '(in a chilling whisper), You're doing great.'.

Szordryn ftells, 'hrm zona where are they at'.

Zonaso ftells, 'ones left, that, ring of indifference, skinny bone key, and key of words'.

Szordryn ftells, 'hrm ring of indifference i've definitely seen b4'.

Zonaso ftells, 'yeah, just cant remember.. '.

Szordryn ftells, 'can't locate it?'.

Zonaso ftells, 'shake'.



Cordir tells Zonaso, 'I have been impressed by your persistence in a quest to redeem the debt of your brother-in-faith.'.
Cordir tells Zonaso, 'Seek the Gray Shrine.'.

Zonaso tells Cordir (in common), 'Thank you, and will do! Thanks again'.

Zonaso ftells, 'hmm Grey shrine'.

Szordryn ftells, 'oh yah'.
Szordryn ftells, 'u can summon that mob'.
Szordryn ftells, 'i forget its name but its summonable'.

Zonaso ftells, 'Cordir gave me a lil hint, noticed that I was doing it, for YOU of all people =)'.

Szordryn ftells, 'hah'.

Szordryn ftells, 'for me eh'.

Zonaso ftells, 'yeah, its cool though i need something like this to refresh my memory some'.


04/06/2011: Quest Completion


Isolas tells Cordir, 'May I enter?'.

Cordir tells Isolas, 'You may.'.

A Midnight Garden
[Exits: south]
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,
only to be answered by the harsh, mocking scream of a carrion crow. A thick
tangle of web-shrouded crimson briar roses marks the boundaries of the area
and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness.
At the center of the garden lies an ornate multi-tiered fountain, ebon fire
lighting the cascades from within. Benches have been placed invitingly in a
semi-circle around the stone basin of the fountain, set just inside a thick
band of mithril.
(White Aura) A distressingly large, shiny black spider weaves webs here.

Isolas steps out of the shadows.

Isolas approaches from the shadows, the firelight giving away his presence.

Isolas says quietly, 'Good evening.'

Cordir nods. 'And to you as well, Phantom.'

Isolas says, 'My Magi have collected the items you requested, in exchange for Lestat's soul.'.

Cordir regards you, then nods slowly. 'A shame. I would have enjoyed retaining it.'

> l isolas
Isolas says, 'As I'm sure Lestat would've, as well.'.

Isolas says, 'Before it was traded without his consent.'.

Cordir tilts her head to one side slightly, thinking. 'I think it likely that I hold him in higher regard, than reciprocally. He was one of the Kindred...'

You say, 'and for their association with my husband, I valued them all.'.
You say, 'no matter.'.
You say, 'A bargain was struck.'.
You say, 'You have the items, then?'.

Isolas nods.

Guardian watches you intently.

Isolas hands them to you in an unmarked chestnut box.

Isolas says, 'the rib, the fang ring, the ring of indifference, the dark black potion, the skinny bone key, the key of words, a vampire's fangs'.

Cordir receives the box, then sets it down to examine each item in turn.

Isolas says, 'a bloody scourge, some bloody claws, an obsidian amulet, the sigil of the Hunter, and a fine cloak, black as moonless night.'.

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[ 26] Cordir: The Soul of Lestat
Tue Apr 5 17:43:34 2011
To: Isolas Szordryn Lestat Zonaso
Phantom:

One of yours made a purchase with coin that was not his to give:
Szordryn bought a minor trinket, using Lestat's soul as barter.
As I will not say I am displeased with this acquisition, if you
care not, read no further. If you would regain it, continue.

While I am cruel, I am also fair: Obtain for me the following -
within the next three days - and Lestat's soul will be released.

a rib
a fang ring
a ring of indifference
the light of a lost soul
a dark black potion
a skinny bone key
the key of words
a vampire's fangs
a bloody scourge
some bloody claws
an obsidian amulet
the sigil of the Hunter
a fine cloak, black as a moonless night

- Weaver

Begin: Sun Apr 3 19:45:37 2011
Deadline: Tuesday Apr 5 19:45:37 2011


Isolas says, 'Zonaso worked without rest for quite some time to retrieve these'.
Isolas says, 'Even losing his life in the process'.

Cordir nods and says reflectively, 'I was saddened to hear Zonaso's death cries as he sought the cloak. I had warned him not to go alone. His efforts were.. admirable..

It is 6pm on Ozymandiut the 16th, the month of Celebration,
in the year 3073.

TFC started up at Sun Apr 03 11 17:39:53
The system time is Wed Apr 06 11 16:43:54

Isolas nods.

You say, 'With your consent, I would like to provide him with a small reward.'.
You say, 'His efforts were, as you say, notable.'.

Isolas nods.

You say, 'And what of Lestat?'.

Isolas says, 'What of him?'.

You say, 'Shall I simply return his soul to you, then?'.
You say, 'or does he wish it returned directly?'.

Isolas says, 'I'd ask you return it directly to him.'.


> at lestat l lestat peek
10 Nov 1775, I was born in a bomb crater,
My mother was an M-16 and my father was the Devil.
Each moment that I live is an addition threat upon your life.
I eat constina, piss napalm, and I can shoot a round through a fleas ass at 300 meters.
I've traveled the globe festering on anti-Americans everywhere I go.
For the love of Mom, Chevrolet, baseball and apple pie.
I'm a grunt: a dirty, nasty, stinky, sweaty, filthy, beautiful little son of a bitch that's kept the wolf away from our door for over 225 years.
I'm a United States Marine. Look like soldiers, talk like sailors and slap the shit outta both of em.
We stole the Eagle from the Air Force, the Rope from the Army, and the Anchor from the Navy
and on the 7th day when God rested we overran his perimeter and we've been running the show ever since.
Warrior by day, lover by night, drunkard by choice and Marine by god. Semper Fidelis.
Lestat is in perfect health.

Lestat is using:
<used as light> (Weak magic) (Glowing) the Rod of Blacklight
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the brittle jade ring
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the dull adamantite ring
<worn around neck> (Artifact magic) a black iron collar bearing a silver spider
<worn around neck> (Moderate magic) the ornate fire opal amulet
<worn on body> (Moderate magic) a quilted cloth formal shirt
<worn on head> (Moderate magic) a padded cloth lace scarf
<worn on legs> (Moderate magic) a pair of studded leather pants
<worn on feet> (Moderate magic) a pair of animal hide boots
<worn on hands> (Moderate magic) a pair of padded cloth lace-trimmed gloves
<worn on arms> (Moderate magic) a pair of animal hide armlets
<worn as shield> (Moderate magic) a wooden tower shield
<worn about body> (Moderate magic) a padded cloth gown
<worn about waist> (Moderate magic) a heavy cloth girdle
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) the glowing jasper bracelet
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) an animal hide bracer
<wielded> (Potent magic) a heavy mace
<worn with pride> the Ebon Sigil Odegra
<worn with pride> the Ebon Sigil Odegra

Cordir tells Lestat, 'remove your light source'.

You steal the Rod of Blacklight from Lestat.

Lestat arrives from a puff of smoke.

You give the crimson glow of vampire's immortal soul to Lestat.

Lestat grins evilly.
Lestat bows deeply.

Lestat lights the crimson glow of vampire's immortal soul and holds it.

You say, 'I may regret returning it...'.
You say, 'but honor demanded the opportunity.'.

Lestat snickers softly.

Isolas says, 'I have a small consolation prize, Cordir.'.

You say, 'May you not lose track of it again.'.

Lestat nods.

Cordir glances at Isolas curiously.

You say, 'What might that be?'.

Isolas says, 'in addition to completing your quest, I'd like to offer the soul of Szordryn to you.'.

Lestat says (in common), 'szordryn will be the one that loses his next time ;)'.

Isolas says, 'You may take it as you like.'.

Lestat throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!

Cordir thinks on this a moment.

You say, 'I find it a trinket of dubious value, given his behavior... but accept.'.

Lestat disappears in a puff of smoke.

You say, 'Will you be informing him, or shall I?'.

Isolas says, 'I've let him know he lost his with his careless actions'.

Cordir nods slightly. 'Very well, then.'

You say, 'I shall have to see what value there is in my new toy.'.

Isolas nods.

Cordir regards you silently for a moment.

You nod.
You say, 'It is well done.'.

Isolas raises an eyebrow.

Cordir gestures towards the box, as if her meaning should have been clear.

Isolas nods.

You say, 'The regaining. The tasks undertaken for the sake of another.'.

Isolas says, 'Zonaso did very well.'.

You say, 'Indeed.'.

Cordir nods gravely.

Isolas says, 'He tasted death for the sake of another Magi. That is what the core of our family is all about.'.

You say, 'I can appreciate sacrifice for the sake of another.'.
You say, 'Even the embracing of nothingness and death.'.
You say, 'He did well. I am certain you are proud of his efforts.'.

Isolas nods.
Isolas pulls his cowl down tightly, hiding his face from the light.

Cordir watches the gesture, her face blank.

Isolas says, 'I am.'.
Isolas says, 'I'll leave you be. Thank you for the audience.'.

Isolas offers a formal bow and returns to the darkness.

Cordir nods formally.

Isolas steps back into the shadows.

Zonaso arrives from a puff of smoke.

You say, 'greetings, Centurion'.

Zonaso says (in common), 'Greetings'.
Zonaso bows deeply.

You say, 'We spoke, you and I, of my approval with how you conducted the quest on behalf of your brethren. '.
You say, 'and I offered you a small token of My appreciation.'.
You say, 'Have you thought on it?'.

Zonaso nods.

You say, 'Have you decided which of your purchases you would enjoy having remade?'.

Cordir watches you with odd, empty eyes.

Zonaso says (in common), 'I was probably going to go with the about-body'.

You say, 'and what appearance would you like it to have?'.

> l zonaso
Zonaso, mutters,
"Not many other subjects as the following are so difficult to describe,
when it comes to writing down facts or knowledge known for sure.
Rarely so contradictory explanations for the same issue can be found,
and it is not even said, if two similar events ever existed where a
"Demon" was summoned, observed, used or fought in precisely the same fashion.
Most descriptions of a Demon or reports of an encounter are second,
third-hand or even traded since the War of the Chosen.
So even if in the following delineation some issues are seemingly proved,
doubt is in every case a good companion when reading this.
Some of these Darkwinds are simpleminded, not more than an idea,
a shattered fragment of a greater plan mostly based on only one thought,
one desire they try to satisfy in the plane of the mortals but
without any mind to tell them when their desire is satisfied.

      • !HEATHENS SHALL GROVEL TO THE HIGHER POWER!***

Zonaso has a special twinkle in his eye.
Zonaso is in perfect health.

Zonaso is using:
<used as light> (Moderate magic) (Glowing) a war banner
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the fractal rhodochrosite ring
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the rusty sardonyx ring
<worn around neck> (Moderate magic) a medallion depicting an onyx skull with ruby eyes
<worn around neck> (Moderate magic) the superb iron amulet
<worn on body> (Potent magic) a heavy cloth caftan
<worn on head> (Potent magic) a vain mask of confidence
<worn on legs> (Potent magic) a pair of quilted cloth pants
<worn on feet> (Moderate magic) (Muddy) a pair of dirty old cowboy boots
<worn on hands> (Powerful magic) a pair of studded leather gloves
<worn on arms> (Moderate magic) a pair of leather armlets
<worn about body> (Potent magic) a quilted cloth sash
<worn about waist> (Moderate magic) a studded leather girth
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) a reinforced leather bracer
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) the sparkling garnet bracelet
<wielded> (Powerful magic) a black swagger stick
<wielded off-hand> (Moderate magic) a hammer
<worn with pride> the Ebon Sigil Odegra
<worn with pride> (Red Aura) (Weak magic) (Glowing) a black pearl brooch

Zonaso sits down and thinks deeply.
Zonaso says (in common), '(Pulsating) The Aura of the Iniquitous Lurker'.
Zonaso says (in common), 'In remembrance of my Conclave'.

You say, 'what were those days like for you?'.
Her tone is slightly curious.

Zonaso says (in common), 'Very special...'.
Zonaso says (in common), 'Taught me a lot'.
Zonaso says (in common), 'Made me how I am today'.

You say, 'hand me the item?'.

Zonaso says (in common), 'Wouldn't be as strong and smart with them and Lord Nash'.
Zonaso says (in common), 'but def still growing'.
Zonaso grins evilly.
Zonaso stops using a quilted cloth sash.
Zonaso blinks.

Cordir arches an eyebrow inquisitively.

Zonaso says (in common), 'Can't see you Goddess'.

You say, 'Oh.'.
You say, 'Forgive me.'.

<Grantsight set for Zonaso.>

Zonaso smiles happily.
Zonaso gives you a quilted cloth sash.

You give (Pulsating) The Aura of the Iniquitous Lurker to Zonaso.

Zonaso smiles happily.
Zonaso bows deeply.
Zonaso thanks you heartily.

You nod.
You say, 'Hunt well.'.

Zonaso wears (Pulsating) The Aura of the Iniquitous Lurker about his body.
Zonaso says (in common), 'Thanks, will do!'.
Zonaso disappears in a puff of smoke.