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<blockquote data-quote="William Ronald" data-source="post: 92011" data-attributes="member: 426">A slow dance in the moonlightEdena:&nbsp; You will have my template in the morning.&nbsp; I will create some NPCs.&nbsp; I will also e-mail people who need to send in their templates shortly.&nbsp;creamsteak:&nbsp; I think it might be possible to transfer their powers to other creatures, kind of like gene swapping.(The following post is to be free of violence and a tender interlude in an often violent IR.&nbsp; In order to assure the peace, Heward and Murlynd, two demigods are present.&nbsp; As one of the parties invited to this event has 10th level magic, I must assume it is protected from all scrying and teleportation effects.&nbsp; There are two people who are meant to post responses to this thread. No gate crashers allowed.&nbsp; Guests who wish to honor the participants are.&nbsp; Your intentions will be known.&nbsp; Edena, if anyone&nbsp; tries to ruin this, I ask that some of the Angels of Hope Island - the actual angels - wag fingers and move the offending party back home.<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin&nbsp; &nbsp; :D"&nbsp; data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" />)In a hidden location in the Kevellond League, an orchestra is heard rehearsing.&nbsp; They sit in a wide courtyard in a stately manor and castle. Nearby a waterfall is seen, its waters creating silver threads like a necklace as it poors.&nbsp; The sound of music is heard from the quartz rock in the water fall.&nbsp; The demigod Heward is leading the orchestra and strumming on a harp.&nbsp; A single musician hits a wrong note on a flute.&quot;No!&nbsp; This has to be perfect.&nbsp; This is a night that our guests will remember, hopefully for an eternity. Take 10 minutes and let's strt again.&quot;Heward turns to Murlnd, complete in his cowboy garb, with magical six shooters and a magical rifle.&nbsp; &quot;I should not be so hard on them, they are mortal after all.&nbsp; One of them only has 20 years of experience as a bard.&quot;&quot;Don't worry, pardner.&nbsp; It'll be alright,&quot; Murlynd says in a twangy voice.&nbsp; &quot;Glad you left the Mystical Organ at home.&nbsp; Keoghtom is still a bit upset about your LAST concert with it.&quot;&quot;I did not mean to hit the meteor swarm key! It was an honest mistake in a complex piece.&nbsp; I made restitution!&quot;&quot;It's fine now.&nbsp; So, when should our guests arrive? We are security.&nbsp;&nbsp; I also brought my harmonica, my guitar and my banjo.&quot;&quot;They should be here soon. This is a pristine natural setting. The waterfall is one of the best kept secrets on Oerth. It is musical and responds to music.&nbsp; It has been weeping at the wounding of our world.&nbsp; Something must be done,&quot;&nbsp; Heward says, a look of worry on his face.&nbsp; His bald brow furrows in worry.&quot;I am sure it will.&nbsp; I have faith.&nbsp; Faith manages, love endures.&nbsp; A smart man from another world told Keoghtom that once.&quot;&quot;The current Lord Ronald's ancestor, the Man who fell to Oerth?&quot;Murlynd said.&nbsp; &quot;Pity that he and Slerontin didn't show up with the other time travellers.&quot;&quot;Yes to both thoughts.&nbsp; The world has changed in some ways, but in others not enough. Hate rules too many hearts.&nbsp; There are even some wicked fools who view the wounding of Oerth with glee.&quot;&quot;There always are, I'm afraid.&nbsp; Let us hope our guests arrive soon.&nbsp; I'm getting hungry.&nbsp; And that Keoland brandy looks might fine.&nbsp; Then there's the Yeomanry wine and the Furyondy ale.&nbsp; A feast to satisfy many desires.&quot;&quot;Desire - and love - is what we are here to honor.&nbsp; As well as courage.&quot;A pair of lovebirds coos in the trees.&quot;Beory, it seems, has sent her well wishes to this feast.&nbsp; Truly we are honored,&quot; Heward says.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="William Ronald, post: 92011, member: 426"] [b]A slow dance in the moonlight[/b] Edena: You will have my template in the morning. I will create some NPCs. I will also e-mail people who need to send in their templates shortly. creamsteak: I think it might be possible to transfer their powers to other creatures, kind of like gene swapping. (The following post is to be free of violence and a tender interlude in an often violent IR. In order to assure the peace, Heward and Murlynd, two demigods are present. As one of the parties invited to this event has 10th level magic, I must assume it is protected from all scrying and teleportation effects. There are two people who are meant to post responses to this thread. No gate crashers allowed. Guests who wish to honor the participants are. Your intentions will be known. Edena, if anyone tries to ruin this, I ask that some of the Angels of Hope Island - the actual angels - wag fingers and move the offending party back home.:D) In a hidden location in the Kevellond League, an orchestra is heard rehearsing. They sit in a wide courtyard in a stately manor and castle. Nearby a waterfall is seen, its waters creating silver threads like a necklace as it poors. The sound of music is heard from the quartz rock in the water fall. The demigod Heward is leading the orchestra and strumming on a harp. A single musician hits a wrong note on a flute. "No! This has to be perfect. This is a night that our guests will remember, hopefully for an eternity. Take 10 minutes and let's strt again." Heward turns to Murlnd, complete in his cowboy garb, with magical six shooters and a magical rifle. "I should not be so hard on them, they are mortal after all. One of them only has 20 years of experience as a bard." "Don't worry, pardner. It'll be alright," Murlynd says in a twangy voice. "Glad you left the Mystical Organ at home. Keoghtom is still a bit upset about your LAST concert with it." "I did not mean to hit the meteor swarm key! It was an honest mistake in a complex piece. I made restitution!" "It's fine now. So, when should our guests arrive? We are security. I also brought my harmonica, my guitar and my banjo." "They should be here soon. This is a pristine natural setting. The waterfall is one of the best kept secrets on Oerth. It is musical and responds to music. It has been weeping at the wounding of our world. Something must be done," Heward says, a look of worry on his face. His bald brow furrows in worry. "I am sure it will. I have faith. Faith manages, love endures. A smart man from another world told Keoghtom that once." "The current Lord Ronald's ancestor, the Man who fell to Oerth?" Murlynd said. "Pity that he and Slerontin didn't show up with the other time travellers." "Yes to both thoughts. The world has changed in some ways, but in others not enough. Hate rules too many hearts. There are even some wicked fools who view the wounding of Oerth with glee." "There always are, I'm afraid. Let us hope our guests arrive soon. I'm getting hungry. And that Keoland brandy looks might fine. Then there's the Yeomanry wine and the Furyondy ale. A feast to satisfy many desires." "Desire - and love - is what we are here to honor. As well as courage." A pair of lovebirds coos in the trees. "Beory, it seems, has sent her well wishes to this feast. Truly we are honored," Heward says. [/QUOTE]

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