Tazlure

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Evan and Bjorn goggled at Scatha's outburst, concern giving way, albeit slowly, to amusement as she scoured her mouth out with snow. Evan shook his head at her, mock scoldingly, as if to suggest that this was further proof that he found her claim to be a lady somewhat suspect. Meretha merely smiled ...

I checked for you and your sheet is still there. The script is set up to change your login name to whatever you wrote as your character name; it may have gotten confused when the original name wasn't allowed through. Try logging in, using the same password, as Harmony, and see if that works. If not,...

Your sheet was archived; I reactivated it for you. That may or may not help. Did your old login name have a ' or an ` in it, or was it just Brynhild? Sometimes the apostrophes throw the system off. I noticed that your charsheet is listed only as "Brynhild da", with everything after the ` cut off. Yo...

Such striking immaturity in character and out.

Sic semper stolidis.

This list will be updated as more questions and more answers arise. Q: I'm new to Tazlure. How do I get started? A: If your character is new to the Citadel, post in the "Oaken Gates" thread. If your character already resides in the Citadel, post in the "Herald Square" thread. The gatekeepers and her...

OOC: Moved Callenaur's last post here from the old gate thread <hr> Callenaur listened to the gaurd respectivley... noticing his simple language use. I wonder if all people are this kind in Citadel the elf wondered? The young Taur'Quessir's ears shot up at the directions to the university... soaking...

This splendid piece of work is the main gate of Citadel. Its dazzling grandeur awes most first-time visitors of the city, and the mere sight has repelled the plans of invading armies throughout history. Consisting of two massive oak doors dubbed the Oaken Gates by Citadel populace, the gates are wel...

OOC: If you are a new player but your PC has started out living in the Citadel, begin here. If you are a new player and your PC is new to the Citadel, begin at the Oaken Gates thread. Just within the Oaken Gates, the riot of color from the signs and banners and bright-clothed people milling about ex...

Sensing her anxiety, Naoisi smiled tenderly at Rees as he kissed her again, then led her a few steps not to the bed but to a low, deep divan perpendicular to the window, the white expanse of its cushions and pillows streaked with the light from the windows. He laid her down so she was half-reclining...

Naoisi said nothing, merely scooped her up in his arms as if she weighed nothing, then kissed her again. He did not set her down again until they were inside a room on the second floor of the house, a large room with white stucco walls and furniture of mahogany carved in elegantly undulating lines. ...

Ygraine looked down her patrician nose at the imp, her lip faintly curled in disdain. "I fear you presume, sir; I have neither been snubbed, nor would I choose to associate with those who had been." She gave him another withering look. "If you'll excuse me..." she said icily, then moved past him in ...

Naoisi shut his eyes briefly as Rees' skin brushed against his own, as if warring with himself. What he ought to do was to say something responsible, something that would respect the fact that this Rees in front of him still has a father, still has a family, still has a chance for suitors and happin...

Naoisi gave Rees a wistful little smile and kissed her forehead lightly. "It was not me, it was you. It is your ear they seek, your power they feel, your control they need. It is not an easy thing to do, but I have a feeling that you are a quite extraordinary woman, and will manage it..." Kissing he...

As Rees presses more closely to him, Naoisi kisses her again, more passionately now, as if he is no longer able to restrain himself to the chaste kiss he had given her earlier. For a while all he can think about is Rees, about holding her, about having her -- but the fierce little wind and the sound...

Naoisi ignores Rees' question about the tattoo gracefully, if pointedly, by bringing his hand up to run his fingers around the tendrils of hair toyed with by the breeze. "Well, milady," he says with a grin, "either you have a natural aptitude for it or you simply had a particularly talented teacher....

Raoul blinked as the woman addressed him by name despite the mask that he felt uncomfortably over his eyes. Feeling somewhat at a loss, he looked at her carefully, deciding that if she knew him he must know her. Without the clue of the red hair Raoul would have been quite sunk, having no particular ...

Isabella may have had the patience and subtlety to stalk her prey, but when Ygraine saw something that she liked she could not keep herself from striking as quickly as a snake. Particularly when the something that she liked was dressed as opulently -- and wore as many jewels -- as the man before her...

With a cryptic little half-smile, Naoisi tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her to him more closely, running his fingers along the smooth embroidered fabric at the small of her back for a moment before leaning down to kiss her. His kiss was light and tender, though it took considerable s...

Raoul was not quite sure how he had ended up here, or where exactly "here" was, but it didn't seem as though there was much he could do about it. He found himself clad in an impressive-looking military uniform of the sort he very much wanted to claim for himself, but which he couldn't until he had m...

"And I would have you be always so content..." he smiles at her. "What I want is for you to be happy in my company, Rees," he says in response to her question, as before the words glib but with undercurrent that is anything but glib. As she arches towards him he feels a sudden pang of guilt at being...

Guen merely chuckled. "Of course I care! After all, what good is it to surround myself with pretty things for my amusement if some of them end up being not so pretty anymore?" As Raven pulled her in and kissed her, she drew back and looked at him with an expression of mock horror. "Why, Captain Dark...

Guen watched the brawl with a faint sparkle of interest, though she nearly laughed out loud to see the dead pirate smacking the loudmouthed dark elf around. The mood turned more sombre as the strange man appeared and the pirate stormed out, and Guen took a particularly long swig of her ale in hopes ...

Ygraine strode in with her usual hauteur -- but her dress was not quite her usual attire. The body of the gown was full-skirted and tight-waisted, in her traditional forest green -- but the arms were daringly bare, their only cover two large heavy golden bracelets in the shape of serpents encircling...

"My whole childhood was spent here," replied Naoisi, neatly avoiding the question as he watched Rees run towards the fountain. With a wrenching feeling, the desire to have all this be real rushed over him, to actually be here in the cool shade of a hot day, to have Rees happy in his home, a real hom...