|Corri (I, XII)|
|The Poky Little Puppy|
|Created||I - Prior to 1997|
XII - April 12, 2009
|Partner||Cirth the Pale|
- 1 Mud Contributions
- 2 Current Description
- 3 WHO Lists:
- 4 Character History
- 5 WHOIS
- 6 Player Provided Information:
- 7 Trivia
- 8 Joining Fate:
- 9 Quests:
- 10 Restrings
- 11 Personal Timeline
- Corri is the co-author of the poetic series, the Law of Blood and Branch
- Corri is the author of one of the Dreams (05/2014)
Corri the poky little puppy - Triat Master
At first glance, you are struck by the impression of youth. Energetic blue eyes
shine outward, reckless and engaging. Fine wisps of copper curls frame delicate
cheekbones, and she pushes the hair tolerantly out of the way. The rest of her
hair, once plaited in long braids, sticks out sharply in all directions a rude
and ragged chop leaving her shorn. A dark ribbon lays across her neck, creating
a sharp border between chin and clavicle. Behind her neck, the velvet fabric of
the ribbon is smeared by five pale lines of dust.
She pushes yet another escaping curl back behind her ear, sleeve tugging back at
the motion to show a few tattooed ash leaves sneaking into view at her wrist. As
you find further opportunity to study her, you realize there is an aged and well
weathered tree etched across her entire back. Branches are drawn along each arm,
a scattering of leaves flowing wistfully across her forearms. At the bony point
of her elbow, a black-inked raven feather grows from the end of a branch. Down
at her ankles, you see the tattooed ends of the roots, snaked from her hips and
tumbled around her calves down to the soles of her feet. Carried proud upon her
form, the inked form of a majestic Ash looms in black, earthy brown, and shades
of muted green.
Paved with leaves they were the ancient paths I walked alone. spoken to by evening winds and dying trees and withered stone. Carefree, singing she approached while I whispered to my ghosts Drowning sun and melting sky while her laughter chased away my hosts. Passing by she ruffled me and left an impish grin. Ill-humoured I informed that indolence is a deadly sin. Merrily she shouted back that she would take her chances, her hair a nest of curls, copper like the last leaves on the branches. *** There was just the moon to warm me as I stumbled in the snow. Numb I called a fire down and huddled in my cloaks, not knowing where to go. The scent of sandalwood and she was there and roasted me a steak. Double checked her padded collars lock she did, altough I was much too weak. "Tell me a story" then she asked in a gloomy way, less cheerful than before and I told of mercenary mages, of elder gods and Ebon wars and more. She told solemnly to me about a woman in a tree and of life and change and death and I was left to contemplate in sole companionship of my ghostly cloud of breath. I mused about the way she'd warned me of her growling hat, that it would pick a fight, her hair a nest of curls, black like the empty starless sky on a winter night. *** Roaddust on my robes again. Slow my pace, inhale the morning breeze. I never noticed them before, such miracles as these blooming flowers beside my path, the texture on a tree, the murmur of a brook, the fragrance of the sea. I take my rest here on this stone, watch the birds and hear their song. My journey's ending here. I know she'll be here soon, that it won't be long. "In what season are you now?", I whisper although I've seen her in a sight, her hair a nest of curls, so fair it's almost white. -Cirth Corri won't win any beauty contests. Corri is in perfect health. Corri is using: <used as light> (Glowing) a black torch <worn on finger> (Moderate magic) lint, from countless belly button pokings <worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the bright citrine ring <worn around neck> (Artifact magic) a luminescent oval of glowing tiger's eye <worn on body> (Potent magic) a quilted cloth blouse <worn on head> (Potent magic) a crown of ghostly flowers <worn on feet> (Moderate magic) a pair of quilted cloth slippers <worn on arms> (Moderate magic) a pair of studded leather armlets <worn about body> (Moderate magic) a padded cloth harness <worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) a storm-blue mithril wristguard <wielded> (Powerful magic) (Humming) a jeweled onyx dagger <wielded off-hand> a spiked whip
Hum [ Ra:20 Ma:17 ] Corri the puppy little poky. January 1998< Hum [ Ma:21 Ra:20 ] Corri the poky little puppy, Cliffwalker Adept. June 23, 1998> Hum [ Ra:20 Ma:17 ] Corri the poky puppy (Kyarmentari) December 30, 1998 Hum [ Ra:23 Ma:22 ] Corri the poky little puppy January 21, 2001 Hum [ Ma:22 Ra:24 ] Corri the poky little puppy November 25, 2001 Hum [ Ma:23 Ra:24 ] Corri the poky little puppy April 20, 2002 Hum [ Ra:24 Ma:24 ] Corri the poky little puppy January 12, 2003 Hum [ Ma:24 Ra:24 ] Corri the poky little puppy April 29, 2004 Hum [ Ma:24 Ra:24 ] Corri the poky little puppy July 28, 2005 Hum [ Ma:25 Ra:24 ] Corri the poky little Magist March 12, 2006 Hum [ Ma:27 Ra:28 ] Corri the poky little puppy - iMagines *Sasha* July 12, 2006 Hum [ Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy August 17, 2006 Hum [ Th: 7 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the sneaky little sidekick November 22, 2006 Hum [ Th: 8 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little platypus January 17, 2007 Hum [ Th: 9 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the foolish little puppy March 30, 2007 Hum [ Th:16 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy December 4, 2007 Hum [ Th:19 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy January 6, 2008 Hum [ Th:21 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Corri: Harbinger and Handmaiden. March 15, 2008 Hum [ Th:26 Ra:30 Ma:30 ] Corri: Harbinger of Fate. April 29, 2008 Hum [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy. Harbinger of Fate. June 19, 2008 Hum [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Corri: Harbinger of Fate. The Final Sign. June 29, 2008 Hum [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy. September 8, 2008 Hum [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy December 27, 2008 Hum [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy - Triat Initiate January 26, 2009 Hum [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy - Triat Initiate April 5, 2009 Elf [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy July 24, 2010 Elf [ Ra:30 Th:30 Ma:30 ] Corri the poky little puppy January 30, 2011
I had been dormant longer than I could recall - which, in this case, was literal. When I shook the moss and dirt free from my skin after so many seasons, all my memories were gone. The hermit was gone. The weaver was gone. The scribe was gone.
A group of elves took me in, and there I lived cradled in safety for some time, sheltered from the threats of the world. Without a past, without anything I had taught myself of fighting or locks or magic. Helpless and carefree, protected by the elves. Until one day the vampire came.
He made no attack on the homestead, so they didn't ride out against him. But he watched. Timeless patience. For weeks. My curiosity overcame my good sense, as it does. And so a month later I slipped out one night to gather moon lily and to see him closer. He spoke a name.
Heart in my throat, I fled back towards safety. But when I looked back he hadn't moved. A light coating of pollen dusted his skin from how still he sat all spring. I went back. His skin was pale, inked beneath with dark veins at his wrists. Closer, he seemed tired. Weak. He needed to feed.
I circled around him, the movement of my passage stirring the air and sending puffs of pollen from his skin. That's when I smelled it. The mustiness of old tomes. The murky flatness of wet ink. The word was pulled from my lips, "Cirth."
Suddenly I remembered everything, as history and memories flooded back with a jolt. I was Corri, and the nameless curiosity in front of me was now Cirth the Pale, scribe of the Kindred. I flung myself into his arms with a strangled cry of delight and shock. A slow smile of contented satisfaction lifted his lips and his hands came up to cradle my neck as we held each other close.
No matter how many seasons I am burrowed in the woods, no matter how long my memories are lost - my scribe holds my past like he holds the history of so much else. He keeps it all safe, held in his heart, unlocked by the simple key of his scent. We are together once more.
Magic crackles at my fingertips, as I murmur against his skin. "Come, love. You've grown weak. Let me hunt for you."
Corri: Female Human 20 Thief, 30 Ranger, 30 Mage (Eff. 46)
Was created 1997-10-26 21:18:40, and has
played 3mth 6dy 8hr 52min (actual time online).
1397777 total experience earned.
Scored 55 mobmaster, 6 mobhunt, and 35 location quest points.
7 day activity rank: 13.
14 day activity rank: 25.
30 day activity rank: 28.
60 day activity rank: 30.
90 day activity rank: 29.
------------------------------- PK INFO -------------------------------
Has initiated 26 attacks, 5 justified, and 21 not justified.
Has been attacked 39 times (2 justified, 37 not justified).
Is credited with 0 PKs (0 justified, 0 not justified).
Has been killed 4 times (0 justified, 4 not justified).
Player Provided Information:
|There's only one person who's gotten me into more trouble than Palmer. That's Corri.|
- Corri is the subject of the poem, "In What Season Are You Now?" by Cirth.
- Cirth is then the subject of a a companion poem, "Seasons" by Corri.
- Corri is referenced in the story, "A Tale of the Oakheart Inn" by Cirth
- Corri is directly referenced in the character history of Nicholai as well as his "dislikes" ("anyone who attacks Corri").
[ 17] Corri: Within
Thu Mar 6 19:06:12 2008
To followers of: Cordir
Herald. Handmaiden. Harbinger.
I give you all greetings.
...and a ruffle or two.
The following was said upon Corri worshipping Cordir (but Cordir had not yet 'accepted' Corri):
Rydell says (in common), 'u picked a good follower cordir'.
You say, 'I still haven't accepted her'.
Rydell says (in common), 'ahh'.
You say, 'And she wouldn't ever be a 'follower.
You say, 'She's ... Corri.'.
Corri says (in common), 'she wants to make sure my intentions are honorable'.
You say, 'The most..'.
You throw back your head and cackle with insane glee!
[ 12] Cordir: Corri's Quest
Thu Apr 24 18:25:37 2008
To followers of: Cordir
Corri - you asked for a quest... I give you tasks taken from my life, and that of my Chosen. Tasks involving death and the proof of it, you must retain until the entire quest is done. You may have the help of three individuals total, on all the aspects of your quest *combined*. Choose their aid well.
- Find the place where a beryllium dagger holds back the darkness.
- Find and slay three times three different spiders, and provide proof.
- Perform an act of service for a stranger. Explain what you did, and why.
- Slay the Guardian Enforcer. Provide proof.
- Obtain an 'old, dusty tome'.
- Perform an act of service for one who has wronged you, Explain what and why.
- Obtain an Immense Elder Sign
- Learn the names of three of the holy regalia of the Triat.
- Find the Loom of the Weaver.
Inform me when these tasks are complete.
- Cordir An-Shalach, Weaver Incarna
(*poky*) Scavenger Hunt Blue Ribbon
[!OLmND|AC 0 chr:3 1#]
Corri's blue ribbon for winning Scavenger Hunt 2919 is here.
(*clingy*) Hermin! The liberated bug
[!mND|AC 2 chr:3 1#]
Once upon a time there was an evil hermit who stole Hermin, (the
cockroach), from his small close-knit community while he was a baby.
This hermit harvested rare "protein party-pies", (as he called them),
from far and wide across the realm for their special nutritional
benefits - however - he wasn't a kind kidnapper, and always sought some
poor sod to befriend in order to get close enough to billet the
dependent abductee until they grew fat and juicy.
Hermin *begs* you to rescue and protect him!!
Hermin leads a charmed life.
Hermin is in perfect, (and delicious), health.
(Wriggling) a woven ring of grass and grubs
[mAGAE|AC 0 dmg:6 hr:7 str:2 1#]
Examining this ring, you see that several types of grasses have been carefully
collected and then woven painstakingly into a ring. You can identify several -
the lush, verdant green beneath the hooves of the Unicorn in Master's Tower, a
particular strain found only in the Mystic Woods, and a third that reminds you
of the short, leafy variety that grows under the tobacco fields of Emdeeville.
Atop the round band, a small grub wriggles with all its might, trying to evade
the bindings that hold it to the ring. While it isn't a very attractive insect,
it does have a certain charm: deep brown is interspersed with an iridescent-y
sort of blueish gray along its body, and its dark eyes are like tiny jewels.
(Squirming) a pair of oddly fuzzy mittens
[m|AC 6 ma:-15 int:2 wis:5 1#]
Just a simple little pair of mittens, eh? Knitted, no doubt. Angora maybe.
No. Nothing so simple.
Some sort of great and terrible sorcery was used. The kind that historians
try to keep quite hush-hush lest the unwary or foolish attempt to recreate
such monstrosities. Truly, only a madman would have made such a thing. The
mind boggles, as you examine the unnatural thing before you: mittens, soft
and warm and luxurious, made of a dark black fur. Unremarkable, Except...
Except for the undeniable fact that THEY ARE ALIVE! They blink at you with
adorable, kittenish blue-gray eyes, and mewl and purr. Truly, this is mage-
gone terribly, terribly awry.
A pair of dark black mittens lies here. Except that they just... meowed?
(Croaking) Mowgli, the yellow swamp frog
[mAGAEAN|AC -1 dmg:5 hr:6 1#]
A small swamp frog sits here, croaking loudly.
The Lesser Swamp Frog is easily identified by its musty yellow color,
which blends perfectly with the thick mud found at the water's edge.
Easily identified by the black mask-like markings that run over its
eyes and by its distinctive chirp-like croak, it is most often found
in the homes of wizards, hedge-witches, and hermits of ill-repute.
9/29/02: Corri reaches Ma:24 Ra:24.
08/06/06: Corri is released from the Nashite Magi.
08/14/06: Corri celebrates her 1000 year birthday (level 29 mage, level 29 ranger).
08/16/06: Corri levels both mage and ranger to level 30, reaching effective 40.
09/26/06: Corri triples to thief.
06/26/07: Corri leaves the Chosen of Fate.
03/06/08: Corri joins The Chosen of Fate for the second time.
06/04/08: Corri levels her thief to 30, and reaches effective level 50!
06/29/08: Corri is reformed from the Chosen of Fate as Cordir retires.
07/04/08: Corri celebrates her 1400 year birthday (RA: 30 MA:30 TH:30)
11/01/08: Corri celebrates her 1600 year birthday (RA: 30 MA:30 TH:30)
11/26/08: Corri kills the Supreme Warrior for mobmastery level 78.
03/07/09: Corri celebrates her 1801 year birthday (RN:30 TH:30 MA:30)
04/12/09: Corri self-deletes (level 3 mage).
03/23/09: Corri duals to Ranger.
07/06/09: Corri leveled her mage class to level 30.
09/26/09 Corri celebrates her 200 year birthday (TH:5 RN:30 MA:30)
11/21/09: Corri kills a student for Mobmastery level 40 and reaches effective level 50!
01/19/10: Corri celebrates her 400th birthday.
01/30/10: Corri reaches 243 mobhunt points.
02/01/10: Corri is appointed the Lady Grand Finder for the first time.
03/01/10: Corri is appointed the Lady Grand Finder for the second time.
06/01/10: Corri is appointed the Lady Grand Finder for the third time.
07/0/10: Corri is appointed the Lady Grand Finder for the fourth time.
09/02/10: Corri is appointed the Lady Grand Finder for the fifth time.