PANARKATI FESTIVAL[Hall of the Wounded Heart]
The chamber's light is diffused, giving it an illusionary quality. Sand, tinted a vivid crimson,
covers the floor. On one half of the
room, fingers of green sand invade the red, while on the other, the scarlet is
offset with stark white. Two altars sit
opposite each other, one white and the other red. Statuary stands beside both altars, towering
up into the shadowy heights of the chamber, while murals decorate the walls
behind the sculpture.
Obvious exits: south, up
Justlamann, Zhau, Sescie, Sylviana, Zephyrean, Laeyandra, Venrath, Tallula,
Whistfylle, Debia, Rosabel, Tarkisis and Mitheirien followed.
You say, "
Ichiko just arrived.
You say, "Please give him yer attention."
Laeyandra nods to
Laeyandra sits down.
Ichiko sits down.
Debia sits down.
You say, "And hold questions and comments until he
opens the floor for them."
Tallula kneels down.
Mitheirien blinks.
You nod.
Mitheirien turns an inquisitive ear towards
(Iscikella moves to the back of the room.)
Sylviana shifts her weight.
You sit down.
(Sescie stands quietly.)
Sescie sits down near Zhau.
(Zhau clasps his hands behind his back.)
Laeyandra cocks her head at
Tarkisis raises an eyebrow.
You say, "Hmmm..."
Zephyrean raises an eyebrow.
Whistfylle stares off into space.
Justlamann indicates his dark vultite handaxe with a smile.
Laeyandra ponders.
Laeyandra turns an inquisitive ear towards
You mutter something about long_time_ago....
Venrath glances at you.
Tarkisis looks thoughtfully at you.
You shift your weight.
Tarkisis leans leisurely on her black lacquered runestaff, a
thoughtful expression upon her face.
Sylviana furrows her brow.
You squirm.
You furrow your brow, probably adding a wrinkle or two in
the process.
Zephyrean ponders.
Speaking to
Justlamann cowers away from
Laeyandra looks thoughtfully at
Tarkisis raises her hand.
Sylviana frowns.
Venrath nods to
Tarkisis asks, "Could you elaborate on how you see
Mularos as the bringer of justice, or how justice is a concept of what Mularos
stands for?"
Justlamann sits down.
Whistfylle says, "I always considered Onar to be the
restorer of Balance and bringer of Justice."
Tarkisis asks, "Do wrong to whom?"
Justlamann rubs his chin thoughtfully.
Rosabel nods.
Tarkisis asks, "Does that not seem like vengeance, that
is.. if it affects you
personally?"
Sescie seems a bit less imposing.
Whistfylle furrows her brow.
Sinocence just arrived.
Laeyandra ponders.
Whistfylle asks, "But that is not his realm.. is what Eryael brought upon us
Justice, then?"
Zhau says, "Or perhaps a lesson."
Tarkisis asks, "Are you saying that justice and
vengeance can be the tools of Mularos? An excuse to utilize
pain to exercise dominance over another?"
Venrath says, "I interpreted it more to mean that the
suffering makes the miscreant... reconsider."
Whistfylle asks, "Well, perhaps we are all miscreants
then, in need of a firm lashing.. where
are Morvule and Eryael to give it to us..?"
Tarkisis says, "But.. Mularos
strength is gathered from pain.. even
that inflicted to himself."
Tarkisis nods to Venrath.
Whistfylle nods to Tarkisis.
Sescie cocks her head at
Whistfylle blinks at
Sescie blinks.
(Zhau arches an eyebrow.)
Tarkisis raises an eyebrow.
Rosabel softly says, "Perhaps he was too wrapped up in
his ego."
Tarkisis says, "He was given the task, supposedly by
Mularos himself."
Tarkisis says, "Along with the other three."
(Sescie's eyes widen.)
Whistfylle says, "Ehh. Power. As anyone would. He gains power from pain and suffering, and
thus will inflict it upon anyone at any turn. That is Mularos' nature as I
understand it."
Zhau says, "Suffering is pure, it is the foundation of
much growth. It is not for us to ask
what Lord Mularos wants or who he chooses to do his will."
Tarkisis cocks her head at
Whistfylle says, "Our pain, our screams and anguish
only served his purposes further... He reigns in chaos."
Venrath asks, "You believe your opinion more informed
than that of a devotee?"
Venrath cocks her head at Whistfylle.
Speaking to
Sescie slowly runs her fingertips along the edges of the
shadowy crystal pendant, and the shadows within it coalesce to form a symbol of
a dagger-pierced heart.
Speaking to Venrath, Whistfylle says, "I believe I am
very well informed."
Tallula glances at Sescie.
Whistfylle gets a blank look on her face.
Whistfylle glances at
(Sescie bites her bottom lip, pressing hard enough to draw a
droplet of blood.)
Venrath looks thoughtful for a moment, then
shrugs.
(Zhau caresses the back of Sescie's head.)
Speaking to
Zephyrean blinks.
Whistfylle squints.
Speaking to
Zhau frowns.
Whistfylle peers over the rim of her spectacles.
Zephyrean furrows her brow.
Rosabel furrows her brow.
Rosabel raises her hand.
Speaking to
Sylviana just left.
Whistfylle gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
Speaking to
Sescie says, "I belive that it is, yes."
Laeyandra furrows her brow.
Speaking to
Whistfylle looks over at Tallula and shakes her head.
Zephyrean gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
Sylviana just arrived.
Zephyrean leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, a
thoughtful expression on her face.
Laeyandra furrows her brow.
Speaking to
(Zhau smile broadly.)
Speaking to
Tallula leans on Whistfylle.
Speaking to
Tallula kisses Whistfylle on the hand.
Sylviana shifts her weight.
Zhau nods to Sescie.
Speaking to
Zhau smiles.
Venrath says, "Choosing his avatar wisely does not
determine the avatar's effectiveness, necessarily, perhaps."
(Whistfylle pats Tallula's head absently.)
Speaking to
Tallula smiles at Whistfylle.
Speaking to
Speaking to
Sescie peers quizzically at
Sescie says, "Then the two things are not the
same."
Laeyandra ponders.
Sescie asks, "If you are His servant, why do you
question his decisions?"
Whistfylle says, "You contradict yourself,
somewhat."
Venrath says, "The outcome, even for an Arkati, is not
foreordained. Not approving of the avatar's performance is
not doubting he was the best selection that Mularos could make."
Tarkisis says, "For the purpose suited.."
Speaking to
Zephyrean agrees with Sescie.
Venrath nods to Tarkisis.
Tarkisis says, "Well. Avatar and High Priest may be
different things as well."
Speaking to Venrath, Zhau says, "There is a difference
in saying he was unsuccesful and saying he was weak."
Tarkisis says, "He was the High Priest,
that cannot be denied."
Venrath says, "Precision in language is the key to
complete understanding."
Tarkisis says, "Whether he was THE High Priest, or A
High Priest, is also.. unknown."
Sescie says, "I do not find it unknown, I was in his
presences..."
Sescie shakes her head.
Tarkisis asks, "He claimed to be THE..?"
Speaking to Zhau, Venrath says, "I am making no
assertions. Only voicing possibilities."
Whistfylle grunts.
Sescie says, "You could feel his power....witness his
magic....I have no questions in my heart."
Sylviana seems a bit less imposing.
Speaking to Venrath, Zhau says, "That's usually better
over an ale."
Zhau smiles.
Zephyrean scratches her nose.
Rosabel confusedly says, "I have a question."
Venrath stares at Zhau.
Rosabel wiggles her nose.
Sylviana shifts her weight.
Rosabel takes a deep breath.
Speaking to Zhau, Venrath asks, "Are you telling me I
should keep my opinion to myself then?"
Zephyrean blinks.
Speaking to
Speaking to Venrath, Zhau says, "No, I'm saying that
it's usually better over an ale."
Speaking confusedly to Sescie, Rosabel says, "I have a
question for
Sescie says, "I do not agree with you."
Rosabel nods.
Rosabel confusedly says, "I am confused about
something."
(Sescie murmers, "That is good to hear..")
Rosabel confusedly says, "I'm but a novice in this
subject and know little about Mularos..."
Rosabel asks, "You speak of pain in contrast with
pleasure and balance, but in this discussion I hear only of pain and suffering.
Where is the balance?"
You lean back.
Laeyandra cocks her head at
Sylviana frowns.
Rosabel asks, "So Mularos stepped in so we could better
appreciate our lives?"
You rub your chin thoughtfully.
Rosabel asks, "What if there is only suffering and
anguish, but no pleasure or happiness in the end?"
Sylviana shakes her head.
Tarkisis says, "It sounds as though you try to
incorporate the sense of Balance from Lumnis and have incorporated it to your
own viewpoint of Mularos."
Tarkisis cocks her head at
Speaking to Rosabel, Sescie says, "The pleasure is in
the suffering...."
Sylviana nods to Tarkisis.
(Sescie licks the droplet of blood from her bottom lip and
smiles.)
You smile at Tarkisis.
Tallula squirms.
Zephyrean smiles at Sescie.
Tarkisis says, "Since you once followed her, and are so.. coupled, it seems logical."
Tallula glances at Sescie.
You quietly whisper to Tarkisis, "Recognize his
dilemma, do ye? Part of him is still
with Lumnis and that he cannot accept."
Whistfylle grins at Tarkisis.
Tarkisis nods to you.
Speaking to
Zhau smiles softly.
Tarkisis whispers, "He does not hide it well."
Rosabel says, "Thought that is."
Rosabel smiles.
Rosabel nods.
Tarkisis asks, "Wise?"
Tarkisis raises an eyebrow in Rosabel's direction.
Rosabel nods to Tarkisis.
Tarkisis chuckles to herself.
Laeyandra furrows her brow.
Sescie says, "Oh...so many things...but I sense this is
not the time nor the place."
(Sescie chuckles softly.)
Tarkisis grins at Sescie.
You smile at Sescie.
Zhau chuckles.
Tallula gazes at Sescie.
Debia stands up.
Venrath says, "Surely if Mularos is displeased with an
assertion, the maker will know it soon enough."
Ichiko struggles to stand, but fails.
Ichiko stands up.
You stand back up.
Rosabel joins
Venrath says, "I would like to see the relics."
Sescie glances at Zhau.
Speaking to Sescie, Zhau says, "Come."
You pull on Ichiko, trying to get her closer.
Sescie stands up.
Debia joins
Zhau joins
Sescie joins
Venrath joins
Sinocence joins
Zephyrean joins
Laeyandra stands up.
Laeyandra joins
Zephyrean stands up.
You tuck your hand into the crook of
Sylviana shakes her head.
Whistfylle ponders.
Venrath blinks at Rosabel.
Sylviana turns around.
Whistfylle cocks her head at Tarkisis.
Tarkisis joins
Sylviana just went up.
Zephyrean closes her eyes for a moment.
Whistfylle joins
Tallula stands up.
Ichiko joins
Tallula joins
Whistfylle nods to Tallula.
(Zhau curls his hand around the back of Sescie's neck.)
(Sescie leans her
head back slightly, her hair brushing against Zhau's hand.)
(Iscikella counts heads.)
You say, "I think all are following."
Venrath ponders.
Laeyandra ponders.
Laeyandra observes her surroundings with a keen eye.
Speaking to
Tallula gazes fondly at Whistfylle.
[Icemule, Hope Alley]
The wind whistles through the granite pavers that line this narrow path between
the city wall and the far end of
Also here: Tarkisis, Lady Rosabel, Debia, Whistfylle, Tallula, Venrath,
Laeyandra, Zephyrean, Sescie, Zhau, Ichiko, Sinocence,
Obvious paths: north, south
Laeyandra observes her surroundings with a keen eye.
Under the stone bench you see a pair of gilded shackles.
Laeyandra blinks.
Zhau smiles slightly.
(Laeyandra stoops a little and looks under the bench.)
Zhau says, "Useful."
Venrath removes a pair of spidery gold-framed spectacles
from in her dark vest.
Venrath puts on a pair of spidery gold-framed spectacles.
Laeyandra says, "There they be."
Venrath squints at a low stone bench.
Laeyandra gazes thoughtfully at the stone bench.
[Concealed Dungeon]
Waveringly lit by ensconced torches, the chamber smells heavily of damp
earth. Sets of rusty manacles hang from
forged rings set at various positions on the long northern wall, while a
splintered rack leans unsteadily against the shorter eastern one. Stacked in a central low
firepit, glowing hot coals keep the cold at bay. On the southern side of the dungeon, an
ancient iron maiden stands sentinel near a set of winding stairs leading
upward, and a triple-twisted rope dangles from somewhere high above.
Also here: Tarkisis, Lady Rosabel, Debia, Whistfylle, Tallula, Venrath,
Laeyandra, Zephyrean, Sescie, Zhau, Ichiko, Sinocence,
Obvious exits: none
Your jaw drops.
You ask, "THIS is yer workroom?"
Ichiko gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
You glare and cluck your tongue at
Laeyandra raises an eyebrow.
Whistfylle says, "Interesting."
You mutter something inaudible.
Whistfylle glances at Tallula.
Laeyandra observes her surroundings with a keen eye.
Tarkisis says, "Curious, the dungeon is right after the
library."
Tarkisis chuckles.
Venrath blinks at you.
Tallula fidgets.
Tallula glances at Whistfylle.
Speaking to you, Venrath says, "You mean you
didn't..."
Speaking to Tarkisis, Debia says, "So a Mularosian can
put into practice what they read from some book."
(Iscikella clenches her hands into fists and hides them in
the folds on her skirt.)
Debia nods to Tarkisis.
You blink at Venrath.
Speaking to you, Venrath asks, "...know?"
Speaking to Venrath, you ask, "Didn't?"
Speaking quietly to Debia, Tarkisis asks, "How do you
tell a Mularosian from a Dhe'nar?"
Speaking to Venrath, you exclaim, "Most certainly
not!"
Tarkisis tilts her head up.
Speaking to Tarkisis, Debia asks, "One is shrieking
about the way and how they hate halflings?"
Venrath says, "But..."
Debia peers quizzically at Tarkisis.
Tarkisis shrugs.
Venrath says, "But... he showed it to everyone..."
Tarkisis says, "I was asking you."
Tarkisis nods to Debia.
Venrath says, "...at the open house..."
(Venrath trails off.)
Tarkisis says, "Though I see the potential for a joke
in there somewhere."
Tarkisis nods to Debia.
Rosabel bites her lip.
Venrath coughs.
[Golden Scroll Library]
In the center of the room, a larger-than-life statue of Lumnis stands as a
reminder of the House patron. A circular
bench surrounds the effigy, providing a perfect place to sit in scholarly
contemplation. Numerous floor-to-ceiling
bookcases of grey modwir contain scores of written knowledge gathered by the
House Founders in the Goddess of Wisdom's name.
Many reading tables, each of a different size and shape, and the facing
chairs of varying heights and widths add a relaxed, if eclectic, touch. You also see a polished brass cart with some stuff
on it, some dark grey double doors and a narrow framed-glass door.
Also here: Tarkisis, Lady Rosabel, Debia, Whistfylle, Tallula, Venrath,
Laeyandra, Zephyrean, Sescie, Zhau, Ichiko, Sinocence,
Obvious exits: east
Speaking to Tarkisis, Debia says, "That's what I
thought your question was."
Debia grins at Tarkisis.
Debia glances at a marble Lumnis statue.
Venrath quietly says, "Perhaps I have said that which I
aught not."
You squint at
Tarkisis asks, "Debia, translate for me?"
Tarkisis points at a marble Lumnis statue.
Speaking to Tarkisis, Zhau asks, "One is busy creating
pain and the other talking about doing it?"
Debia says, "A little instruction never hurts...
much."
Tarkisis shakes her head, clucking her tongue.
Tarkisis glances at you.
[Concealed Dungeon]
Waveringly lit by ensconced torches, the chamber smells heavily of damp
earth. Sets of rusty manacles hang from
forged rings set at various positions on the long northern wall, while a
splintered rack leans unsteadily against the shorter eastern one. Stacked in a central low
firepit, glowing hot coals keep the cold at bay. On the southern side of the dungeon, an
ancient iron maiden stands sentinel near a set of winding stairs leading
upward, and a triple-twisted rope dangles from somewhere high above.
Also here: Tarkisis, Lady Rosabel, Debia, Whistfylle, Tallula, Venrath,
Laeyandra, Zephyrean, Sescie, Zhau, Ichiko, Sinocence,
Obvious exits: none
Tarkisis asks, "I take it, he put that up for
you?"
Tarkisis peers quizzically at you.
Debia glances at a thick triple-twisted rope.
You give a sigh of exasperation.
Tallula fidgets.
Zephyrean sighs sadly.
Debia glances at a splintered rack.
You say, "Always headstrong."
(Zhau slides his hand slowly down from Sescie's neck to the
small of her back.)
You shake your head at
Speaking to you, Venrath says, "Maybe you should have
some of that illistery, was it? about now."
(Sescie's lips curl up in a small smile as she looks a the rope.)
Rosabel laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Tarkisis glances at a thick triple-twisted rope.
Tarkisis says, "I'll take the stairs."
Whistfylle smirks.
Ichiko just climbed up a set of winding stairs.
Tarkisis glances at an ancient iron maiden.
Tarkisis cocks her head at
Tarkisis says, "Can you go in that.."
You cough.
Tarkisis points at an ancient iron maiden.
Tarkisis peers quizzically at
You glance at
Ichiko just climbed down a set of winding stairs.
Speaking to Tarkisis, Zhau says, "You could try."
Ichiko gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
Whistfylle says, "Erm."
Whistfylle chuckles.
Speaking to Zhau, Tarkisis says, "I was hoping someone
could demonstrate for me. It looks a bit small."
Tallula asks, "Are we going back to the meeting hall,
Mistress?"
Ichiko sits down.
Zhau grins at Tarkisis.
Tallula glances at Whistfylle.
Sescie glances at an ancient iron maiden.
Ichiko stands up.
Speaking to Tarkisis, Zhau says, "Aye, perhaps so, but
sometimes it's good to squeeze into small places."
Whistfylle says, "Tallula will volunteer if we need an
example."
Speaking to Tarkisis, Venrath says, "The town is full
of small people."
Tallula gulps.
(Tarkisis holds her palm up vertically to her chin.)
You nod to
Zhau joins
Tarkisis joins
Sescie joins
Laeyandra joins
Debia joins
Whistfylle joins
Zephyrean joins
Tarkisis nods to Venrath.
Tallula asks, "I-I will?"
You say, "Please do. ."
Tallula joins
You nod to
Debia nods to Tallula.
Tarkisis says, "Yes I feel like a giant.."
Speaking to Tallula, Debia says, "You just did."
Tarkisis gazes heavenward.
Rosabel joins
Sinocence joins
You say, "A rather strange tour to be sure."
Laeyandra furrows her brow.
You shake your head, clucking your tongue.
Tallula squirms.
[
The Temple Meeting Hall is an expansive space, although its ceiling barely
clears six feet. Its mithril doors open
inward, swinging back to frame a promenade down the center of two banks of
hand-carved benches. Leather cushions on
the benches provide a more comfortable seat atop the hard oak, and footrests
add additional ease. At the room's far
wall, a raised dais holds a podium and a few imposing oak chairs with wide arms
and tall backs. You also see a pair of
wide mithril doors and an ice blue taper.
Also here: Sinocence, Zhau, Sescie, Zephyrean, Laeyandra, Venrath, Tallula,
Whistfylle, Debia, Lady Rosabel, Tarkisis, Ichiko,
Obvious exits: none
You cough.
Ichiko blushes and babbles a few incoherent words, looking
sincerely flustered.
Speaking to
Tallula glances at Zhau.
You say, "Not always... ."
You cough.
You say, "We'll leave that for another discussion."
You nod to
(Iscikella turns to face those gathered.)
You say, "This concludes our panels for this
evening. Any who have not yet received a
festival charm, please accept it as token."