A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer." He says, stopping his strumming long enough to shake Lysander's hand.
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
"I see... So what is your story?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
"I see... So what is your story?"
"And who is the dragon."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
"I see... So what is your story?"
He smiles slightly. "I was born in the Feywild long ago. I found a love of music early on, as well as a thirst for knowledge. Of course, with my skill with music, and being an Eladrin, I quickly found myself as a bard to one of the queens of the Seelie Court." He pauses momentarily. "As for why I'm here, I wanted a little bit of an adventure."
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
"I see... So what is your story?"
He smiles slightly. "I was born in the Feywild long ago. I found a love of music early on, as well as a thirst for knowledge. Of course, with my skill with music, and being an Eladrin, I quickly found myself as a bard to one of the queens of the Seelie Court." He pauses momentarily. "As for why I'm here, I wanted a little bit of an adventure."
"I see. How good of a bard are you?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
"I see... So what is your story?"
He smiles slightly. "I was born in the Feywild long ago. I found a love of music early on, as well as a thirst for knowledge. Of course, with my skill with music, and being an Eladrin, I quickly found myself as a bard to one of the queens of the Seelie Court." He pauses momentarily. "As for why I'm here, I wanted a little bit of an adventure."
"I see. How good of a bard are you?"
He continues playing. "I was chief bard for one of the Fey Queens of the Seelie Court. I'll let you judge based on that."
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
"I see... So what is your story?"
He smiles slightly. "I was born in the Feywild long ago. I found a love of music early on, as well as a thirst for knowledge. Of course, with my skill with music, and being an Eladrin, I quickly found myself as a bard to one of the queens of the Seelie Court." He pauses momentarily. "As for why I'm here, I wanted a little bit of an adventure."
"I see. How good of a bard are you?"
He continues playing. "I was chief bard for one of the Fey Queens of the Seelie Court. I'll let you judge based on that."
*Level*
"One? There are multiple?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer."
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
"I see... So what is your story?"
He smiles slightly. "I was born in the Feywild long ago. I found a love of music early on, as well as a thirst for knowledge. Of course, with my skill with music, and being an Eladrin, I quickly found myself as a bard to one of the queens of the Seelie Court." He pauses momentarily. "As for why I'm here, I wanted a little bit of an adventure."
"I see. How good of a bard are you?"
He continues playing. "I was chief bard for one of the Fey Queens of the Seelie Court. I'll let you judge based on that."
*Level*
"One? There are multiple?"
*lvl 14 lore bard.*
Iralias smiles. "Oh, most certainly. In fact, I believe one of them, Yuri, Fey Queen of Spring, is here."
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*Don't tell me I'm alone now...*
*~sad lonely player noises~*
*Anyone on....?????*
Lysander waves, curious. "Who might you be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He pauses in his humming along with the melody. "Iralias Duskryn, Summer Eladrin from the Seelie Court."
"Nice to meet you." He says, extending a hand to shake. "So are you a court jester of a count or something?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He chuckles. "Bard and entertainer." He says, stopping his strumming long enough to shake Lysander's hand.
"I see. What is your favorite song?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He smiles. "To be honest, it depends on my mood, and the mood of the people I'm playing for." He resumes his playing, changing it to a slightly more lively melody.
"I see... So what is your story?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I'm gonna need to sign off here soon, FYI.*
*Ditto. Tomorrow you want to do Phantom and Gwen?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*If I have time, sure. Having a couple friends over to help with some yardwork and stuff.*
*I understand*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"And who is the dragon."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He smiles slightly. "I was born in the Feywild long ago. I found a love of music early on, as well as a thirst for knowledge. Of course, with my skill with music, and being an Eladrin, I quickly found myself as a bard to one of the queens of the Seelie Court." He pauses momentarily. "As for why I'm here, I wanted a little bit of an adventure."
"I see. How good of a bard are you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He continues playing. "I was chief bard for one of the Fey Queens of the Seelie Court. I'll let you judge based on that."
*Level*
"One? There are multiple?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*lvl 14 lore bard.*
Iralias smiles. "Oh, most certainly. In fact, I believe one of them, Yuri, Fey Queen of Spring, is here."