A huge thank you to everyone who attended our lovely masquerade ball at the Raven's Court in Crossings, I think I speak for all the Troupe when I say we really appreciate both your support and also your involvement in our events. I, personally, had a lot of fun at this one and I hope you did as well. If I didn't add your costume below or didn't get one of the funny things you said/did, I apologize. I kinda went blind reading through the log. :)
The gift:
a colorful velvet costume bag with a wide shoulder strap
A tankard-shaped buckle secures the fit of the padded strap, allowing it to be adjusted to suit the wearer's frame. The large compartment has been divided into several sections, providing ample space for a number of items. Stitched along the bottom of the bag is a small satin label.
There appears to be something written on it.
A velvet costume bag reads:
"~ Compliments of the Tavern Troupe Performing Order ~"
For those not able to attend here is a list of costumes:
Winner of the couples costume contest: Navesi and Saragos. They dressed as the World Dragon and the Goddess Peri'el
You see Singer Navesi Osirit, a Kaldar.
Navesi has an angular face, black eyes and a straight nose. Her white hair is short and thick, and is worn loose. She has pale skin and a lean figure.
She is tall for a Kaldar.
She appears to be young.
She has severe scarring along the right leg, a clouded left eye.
She is holding a dragonwood harp embellished with intricately engraved flames in her left hand.
She is wearing a polished leather mask of overlapping blue-green scales, a black leather eye patch, a scratched gold-plated ring hauberk, a wide silk belt woven through with thin silver chain and clasped with a coiled king snake buckle, a sandy yellow sack, a pair of brushed linen trousers and a pair of fine leather sandals with crisscrossing straps.
ou see Saragos Daerthon, Storm Mage of Zoluren, a Human.
Saragos has sullenly glowing blood-hued eyes. His auburn hair is short and wavy, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by some tiny black horns. He has tanned skin and an athletic build.
He is tall for a Human.
He appears to be middle-aged.
He has an elegantly trimmed mustache on his upper lip and an elegantly trimmed full beard.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a black and silver dragon mask, a pair of black bat-like wings crafted from supple leather reinforced with bone, a black scale shirt, some black hand claws, a platinum and ruby ring, some tailored cotton pants with black firesilk trim, some black scale greaves and a pair of supple black leather boots clasped with sharp polished silver fangs.
>(Saragos crouches, snarling in rage, clutching the broken shell in his claws.)
>(Saragos crouches, snarling in rage, clutching the broken shell in his claws.)
>Saragos adjusts his bat-like wings.
>Navesi gazes at Saragos.
>Saragos glares at Navesi.
>(Saragos crouches, snarling in rage, clutching the broken shell in his claws.)
>(Saragos rears up, slashing at the air with his claws.)
>Saragos throws his head back and lets out a fierce roar of pride!
>Saragos points his silver dragon at Navesi's right arm, and suddenly a fiery flame shoots out. She dodges just in time, escaping >injury.
>(Navesi takes some sand from her sack and gently tosses it onto Saragos.)
>Navesi begins a quiet lullaby on her dragonwood harp.
>Saragos wobbles, looking a bit faint.
>Navesi sings in a soprano voice:
>"Let twinkling rain envelop ashen fire
>As sands fall patiently to furrowed ground,
>Their glitter piling dust atop the pyre
>And sweetly muffling air with pillowed sound."
>Navesi sings in a soprano voice:
>"Let golden notes entwine about the heart
>And soften gripping claws and tightened chest.
>They radiate with warm and gentle art,
>Unwind the strings that keep you from your rest."
>A lullaby wafts through the air and your head as Navesi continues to play her dragonwood harp.
>Navesi sings in a soprano voice:
>"Let them in, and let the world weep.
>Exhale now, and find your way to sleep."
>(Saragos sways on his feet for a moment before falling to the ground, asleep.)
>Saragos falls over.
>Saragos snores.
>Navesi launches into the next verse of a quiet lullaby, slowing slightly at a series of particularly difficult measures.
>Navesi smiles.
>Saragos snores.
>Navesi says, "In case you didn't understand our little act, I am Peri'el and Saragos is a very dangerous World Dragon."
Winner of the solo costume contest: Zandrith. He dressed as a gremlin.
You see Gremlin Zandrith Lanatuss, Backstabbing Novice of Elanthia, a Human.
Zandrith has black eyes. His black hair is very long and thick, and is worn braided. He has tanned skin.
He appears to be venerable.
He has a thick bushy mustache that droops heavily on his upper lip and a long shaggy beard.
He has a tattoo of a dark-robed priest kneeling before a dusty altar on his neck.
A dim orb of rainbowed light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following him diligently.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a gilded snifter of Verdeslin dark reserve in his right hand.
He is wearing a small steel pin, some rusted black gloves designed to resemble twisted gremlin claws, a bristled black hauberk padded to resemble a crouching gremlin and a rust-pitted black balaclava shaped to resemble a snarling gremlin's visage.
>Zandrith chants in a bass voice: "Zachriedek, Zachriedek, Zachriedek!"
>Zandrith begins bouncing up and down like a little kid!
>Zandrith exclaims, "You burn now! Buuuuuurrrrrrrrrrn!"
And everyone else!
Starlear the Pirate Captain
You see Typhoon Starlear Lightsheer, Vanguard Battalion Leader of the Ilithi Infantry, an Elf.
Starlear has an angular face with elegant arched eyebrows, pointed ears, almond-shaped sapphire eyes and dimples. His honey-streaked blonde hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn slicked back away from his face. He has smooth skin and a lithe build.
He is tall for an Elf.
He appears to be young.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a gilded snifter of Verdeslin dark reserve in his right hand.
He is wearing a pink-plumed captain's hat of fine black felt, a brown leather eye patch, a gold skull and crossbones nosestud, a deep red silk ascot fastened with a gold pin, a high-collared black silk vest trimmed with crimson stitching, a billowing pink silk shirt with wide dagged sleeves, a knotwork cambrinth armband, a sigilated platinum ring, a flowing pearl-grey silk sash embroidered with silver sigils, some soft crimson linen trousers edged with black piping and some crimson suede boots with a wide cuff of black satin at the knee.
>Starlear says, "Keelhaul that advice and get back to swabbing poop decks."
Casserah the Diving Islander
You see Diver Casserah Trugaredd, an Elf.
Casserah has pointed ears and silver-flecked turquoise eyes. Her black hair is long and thick, and is worn in an artfully tousled style threaded with some Taisidon sunset garnet beads paired with ruffled chiffon hibiscus blooms. She has fair skin and an athletic figure.
She is tall for an Elf.
She appears to be young.
Her left wrist has a tattoo of a pure white geshiloira flower blooming on a seaside cliff.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a red jungle lily lei, a gnarled black willow staff carved to resemble a fierce dragon head, a salt-stained duffel bag studded with razor-edged elsralael teeth, a figure-hugging sunset orange silk sarong embroidered with Eluned's glory blossoms, a silver wirework bracelet bearing a sculpted Eluned's tear blossom and a silver wristcuff with an intricate floral inlay.
Anjinson the Fire Maiden
You see Anjinson Shilanthor of the Tavern Troupe Performing Order, a Human.
He is wearing a fire maiden mask draped with long red feathers and golden flames. Fierce steely grey eyes lashed in orange gaze daringly at you from the mask, challenging in their heat.
He appears to be mature.
He has an elegantly trimmed mustache on his upper lip and an elegantly trimmed full beard.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a black shadowsilk cloak in his right hand.
He is wearing a fire maiden mask draped with long red feathers and golden flames, a bright red pin that flickers like open flame, a vivid gold-shot scarlet silk bustier with taut black laces, a flirty dancing skirt of hibiscus red charmeuse slashed to reveal dark lace beneath, a ruched black velvet garter with glittering crystal beads, some red fishnet socks and a pair of red taffeta mules sporting a flashy bow and a petite heel.
>Anjinson pushes his dancing skirt tight against his waist, making it flutter like the wings of some brilliant butterfly.
>Anjinson pulls at the laces of his scarlet silk bustier... and pulls... and pulls! Finally, somewhat flushed and breathless, he ties the knot on his bustier, twisting a bit to show off his figure.
Mistanna the Wildflower
You see Battlefield Scribe Mistanna Redivas, a Human.
Mistanna has slightly pointed ears and thick-lashed gold eyes. Her white hair is very long and wavy, and is worn unkempt. She has pale skin and a shapely figure.
A dangling amber bead rests on her forehead, just above her eyes.
She appears to be in her prime.
She has a tattoo of swallowtail butterflies, each with vibrantly patterned wings of fiery vermilion, aqueous cerulean and shadowy jet with shimmering golden accents. Winding a fluttering path over her left shoulder, the rabble of stunningly detailed insects cascades in a lively spiral down her back before veering to the side and scattering on her right hip.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a frosted glass of Zoluren crush garnished with a slice of orange in her right hand.
She is wearing some golden dragon earrings, a seven-strand necklace of tiny cube-cut Ilithi emeralds, a blood orange dragon lily, a dark gold satin gown hemmed with beryl and amber jewels, a leather armband embellished with a blackened moonsilver varna, a shimmering rose-colored leather purse crafted into a sleek cylinder shape, a bracelet of small amber cubes and a pair of soft leather slippers embroidered with a tiny leaf at each toe.
>Mistanna says, "I really don't have much reason to it, flowers are lovely..."
Aislynn the Raven
You see Antiquary Aislynn Ranloa, Triage Strategist of the Zoluren Navy, a S'Kra Mur.
Her features are hidden behind a black half mask trimmed in black feathers with a sharp golden beak.
She has faint scuffing to the right arm, some faint scars along the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pair of curving silversteel wings eccentrically embellished with tyrium, a black half mask trimmed in black feathers with a sharp golden beak, a diaphanous nightstalker silk uaro's'sugi that is loosely wound around the head and neck, a black hooded cloak decorated with raven feathers, some flowing night-black shadesatin robes with embroidered golden filigree, a striking marquisette gown elaborately adorned with beading and raven feathers, some black nightsilk long gloves, an albredine crystal ring, an elegant engagement ring with a prominent blue diamond flanked by emeralds and a pair of well-polished black leather boots embossed with a feathered pattern.
>(Aislynn creeps up behind Dreamheart almost (but not quite) stealthily, eyeing the vela'tohr tourmaline in her brooch with a cocked head and gleaming eye. As she reaches out to touch the very shiny piece of jewelry... she apparently gets far too excited, and ruins the theft with an awful, screeching caw.)
>Aislynn says, "Caw."
Shenney the Night Owl
You see Shenney Morynna of the Tavern Troupe Performing Order, an Elven Bard.
Shenney has pointed ears and crystal blue eyes. Her black hair is very long and straight, and is worn braided in an elegant wreath held in place by a glimmering circlet of delicate starflowers entwined with crystal strands. She has fair skin.
She appears to be young.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a flagon of Wild Orchid pink wine in her right hand.
She is wearing a paper night owl mask with a pallid heart-shaped face outlined in Yavash-red, a pallid lotus blossom, a pallid glass crescent embraced by a twisted Elven silver chain, a softly draped moonsilk dress with a knotted halter-neck, a black squirrel streaked with white, some beaten silver toe bells and a black tankard-shaped badge etched with the insignia of the Tavern Troupe.
Veniya the Mysterious
You see Chorister Veniya, an Elf.
Veniya has an oval face, pointed ears, almond-shaped crystal blue eyes and a small nose. Her strawberry hair is very long and wavy, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a lifelike black gold comet haircomb set with tiny diamond chips. She has fair skin and an athletic figure.
She is a bit over average height for an Elf.
She appears to be young.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a colorful velvet costume bag with a wide shoulder strap, a flowing black scalene gown with a baroque goldweave corseted top, a pair of soft kidskin slippers with delicate crystal heels, a black porcelain mask bearing a featureless visage, a copper twist-style anklet strung with onyx beads and tiny bells and a red gold neithrel band fastened by matching flame chains.
Rhoslyn the Bunny
You see Knight Magistra Rhoslyn Delacroix, Storm Maiden, a Rakash Warrior Mage.
Her features are hidden behind a fluffy white mask that gives her the guise of a bunny, complete with perky, pink-lined ears. A pair of small, mismatched antlers seems to sprout just in front of the long ears, an incongruity against the fuzzy, guileless rabbit face.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a heavy durian cane reinforced with cambrinth-studded steel bands in her right hand.
She is wearing a platinum eyebrow ring accented with a dragon's fire opal, an elegant moonspun silk cloak embroidered with a pattern of swirling smoke, a glaes ranseur, a black velvet robe stitched with diagonal bands of grey nightweaver silk, a crimson-scale targe with fitted seams, some light damite plate gauntlets, a platinum ring bearing the crest of the Warrior Mage Guild, a scalloped copper chain anklet with dangling stars, some supple silver-spurred leather riding boots and a gleaming animite parry stick studded with rubies.
Veniya is giggling at you.
Vaebrek the Blind
You see Traveler Vaebrek, Telekinetic Warrior of Elanthia, a Rakash Moon Mage.
Vaebrek has a square face, silver-flecked green eyes and a freckled nose. His auburn hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn loose, tucked behind his ears. He has tanned skin and a thin build.
He is a bit over average height for a Rakash.
He appears to be a cub-herder.
His forearm has a tattoo of a flame-wreathed nightmare galloping across the skin.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a tattered black blindfold, a flowing nightsilk mage's robe finished with silverweave accents, a stunningly designed diamond and sunstone ring and some black suede boots embellished with silver-clawed toecaps.
Bellicia the Garden Fairy
You see Antiquary Aislynn Ranloa, Triage Strategist of the Zoluren Navy, a S'Kra Mur.
Her features are hidden behind a black half mask trimmed in black feathers with a sharp golden beak.
She has faint scuffing to the right arm, some faint scars along the right arm, faint scuffing to the left arm, faint scuffing to the right leg.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pair of curving silversteel wings eccentrically embellished with tyrium, a black half mask trimmed in black feathers with a sharp golden beak, a black hooded cloak decorated with raven feathers, some flowing night-black shadesatin robes with embroidered golden filigree, a striking marquisette gown elaborately adorned with beading and raven feathers, some black nightsilk long gloves, an albredine crystal ring, an elegant engagement ring with a prominent blue diamond flanked by emeralds and a pair of well-polished black leather boots embossed with a feathered pattern.
* And my own...
Kasto the Mermaid
You are Diva Kasto del'Fawkraste, Speaker of the Tavern Troupe Performing Order, a Rakash.
You are wearing a sultry mermaid mask embellished with silk kelp leaves and strands of tiny seashells. Coral red lips tilt enticingly, and blue-grey eyes peer flirtatiously from behind the mask.
You are a cub-herder.
Your forearm has a tattoo of a buxom pirate wench winking flirtatiously while holding an overflowing tankard of ale aloft.
You are in good shape.
You are wearing a sultry mermaid mask embellished with silk kelp leaves and strands of tiny seashells, a petite hermit crab draped in seaweed, a silversteel kraken earcuff, a glistening moonstone jellyfish dangling from a long chain, a shimmering silk bandeau dappled with pearls, a thin animite band prominently displaying a mermaid's chalcedony, an iridescent green mermaid skirt with watered silk ruffles and some shimmering silk-strapped sandals.
>You hitch up the waistband of your mermaid skirt.
>You say, "It keeps sliding down. No hips."
You skillfully remove the vanilla cheesecake from your abdomen leaving the wound no worse than it was before.
