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Bardic
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Once I had trouble, Learning of all the herbs, I just couldn't get them straight, And I know this sounds absurd, But hours I'd…To Arms (Note that the following is a fictional account. The events depicted here were not recorded, and have been lost; or if they…The huddled throngs gathered around the fire light. Their eyes were upon an Orclach large even for his kind, though his eyes missing, and…A Note on the Text: Princess Marilynth's journal was found in the ruins of the Star Palace in Old Celest. Most of it was…The Paradox of Night It is here Night is born, cold and imposing Thoughts whirl about, the shadows enclosing A hand on Her cold…On russet-feathered wings I fly, Soaring, spinning, to the sky. Yet, of all the places in my reach, There is but one I cannot…O Moors, master my heart! Tie it with gorse, that it may not flee. Open your mouth; swallow it whole. Bury it in your…Three shades appeared to me, Deep within the night, Their forms gathered hauntingly, Kept aloft by candlelight, Erion, the Faeslayer, Walked in my waking…It started out as a typical day on the seas. I was swimming around near Celest's docks, enjoying the various sea life around me,…Many who know me, know my story. I am Aebrin, orphan of Lel'amdor, the now lost village of Merians; now of New Celest. Of…In my time, I've tried to discover my past before the Portal of Fate, while I worked hard on the future. I've heard many…The forest was alive around her. The shadows twisted at the edge of her vision, the trees lurked, even the strange breeze pushing through…A Court of Compassion and a Contest of Fools The King of Stags held court and called to him many denizens of the Serenwilde…Iigwahrr Lahrh A linguistic analysis of aslari and its ramifications concerning aslaran societal mores by Jarephus Maldine, Associate of Linguistic Studies, New Celest Avechary,…She shut her eyes and dreamt of Water's fluid grace of streams and ponds of trilling brooks and rainbowed falls She slept away and…It was a cold, bitter Avechnarian night, and I grew tired. I wandered slowly from the Tree my life revolves around: The Moonhart Mother…The battle around me surged, I was surrounded all by war, Almost helpless I laid there, My body reduced to blood and gore, My…As I looked up, I saw that the arrows flying towards me had hit an invisible shield, and had fallen to the ground. I…I didn't want all the way up at first. I couldn't move. My arms and legs felt like they were made out of water.…Pride, I think, is a sin unique to the young, or at least the young at heart. By pride I do not mean simple…DRAMATIS PERSONA Cronnacht the Dreamer of Dioni Voice of Wisdom - Comedian and colourful commentator. The Narrator - Cronnacht's inner monologue. Special Guest -…He blinked wearily before falling back into a sleepy daze. His eyes were fixated upon the window across the room, though his mind was…There lies a world In a distant plane Where twisted creatures do dwell Should you venture Forth to see You would believe you were…For many months did I watch them toil beneath the twisted branches of my ancestors' once glorious home. High above that twisted stump, gazing…From his place behind the podium, Daevos looked down amongst the crowd, A smile played across his sneering lips, As the citizens cheered him…I was sixteen years of age when I joined the ranks of the Paladins. From the moment I stepped out of the Portal of…Every year, one youth from the tribe of Kithfarr of the Tosha Monastery made the long pilgrimage to Avechna's Peak. This year, that youth…She sat up suddenly, her restless, dream-filled sleep broken. She blinked blearily, her breath coming in short gasps. What had happened? What had woken…We have all felt power at one point or another in our lives. We have all felt the touch of one vastly superior to…"I…I can't see anything…" She began to shake with fear, as her hands felt around the floor frantically. "Momma? Where are you? Please say…I set to watching in the dark green leaves, shrouded in the misty forest veil, behind the mighty totem trees. She loosened her emerald…A sound heard I, In the night Alerting my sensitive ears But the evil presence I then felt Confirmed my deepest fears I was…A Requiem and Waltz The Players - The Masked Elfen as Brennan Stormcrow The Shrouded Beauty as Rowena Nightshade The Lady in Black as…The faeling stumbled through the long grass, clutching a piece of torn cloth to a gash across her right arm. Another gash across her…Gishgorolbom smiled down at his newly lacquered fingernails, before turning his pleased gaze upon the young elfen warrior chained to the table before him.…The Glomdoring is host to a very wide variety of tainted lifeforms. Study of these creatures has so far yielded astounding information regarding the…"Now listen up children and gather ‘round so you can all hear the story. Make room for the little ones, they got ears too."…His Most Eminent Rushdam d'Murani, Grand Vizier of Magnagora gazed upon his once great city, now thrown into turmoil by the results of Project…Father Sun had risen to the highest peak in his journey to catch his beautiful mate, Mother Moon. The forests loomed with sheer brilliance…The young dracnari boy stood at the window looking out on the bustling economy of the newborn city. He watched as a team of…When I was but a youngster still, a druid newly bound, I saw a siren in the wood whose match I've never found. I…Raising her arms, palms pointed to the sky and looking at a point a few feet above her head, Brienne hummed a deep note,…A single hand moved over the decaying wooden fence, savoring the feel of rotted wood. The top of a post was grasped timorously, and…SILVER CANTICLE: A Lunar Hymn in Twelve Parts Based upon the Twelve Guiding Principles of the Moondancers Guild and their corresponding Moons. I. Estar…When he first began to understand it, the very concept of multiple planes fascinated him. His fascination was the fascination of one who has…"They say every story begins and ends in the Portal of Fate." These were the first words I heard my father speak, ever since…Hand over dry green hand he crawled towards his destination, tiny rocks and black dirt were now caked over his tunic. He had come… The Splintered Mirage: In Defense of Cruelty (foreward) In spite of all the debates its simplicity might spark, in spite of the ways even…