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==ARYTH==
 
==ARYTH==
'''''The spoil of time withers off the waste... As if peddles off a white cotton dandelion... Fruit vegetables ripen to their once known perfection, rotted meats cure to their juicy tenders, even the oils and water waste within the barrels drys and the storage becomes as new - no smell of foul, no residue of time and hate...  Aryth has replied to your words Eranon...  And in the back of your mind the sound of her voice seems to be that of your sister Alamath, so far away or perhaps your mother or maybe still lovely Aradil.... '''''  
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''The spoil of time withers off the waste... As if peddles off a white cotton dandelion... Fruit vegetables ripen to their once known perfection, rotted meats cure to their juicy tenders, even the oils and water waste within the barrels drys and the storage becomes as new - no smell of foul, no residue of time and hate...  Aryth has replied to your words Eranon...  And in the back of your mind the sound of her voice seems to be that of your sister Alamath, so far away or perhaps your mother or maybe still lovely Aradil.... ''  
  
  
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==ARYTH==
 
==ARYTH==
'''''It is the whisper of hope, it is the sound of silence in the roar of the war of tides beyond the Spear of Grief's hull...  You've made that which was lost whole again.  You've saved the world today.  And the Great Lady thanks you as Izrador weeps.'''''
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''It is the whisper of hope, it is the sound of silence in the roar of the war of tides beyond the Spear of Grief's hull...  You've made that which was lost whole again.  You've saved the world today.  And the Great Lady thanks you as Izrador weeps.''
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Revision as of 11:02, 29 September 2007

Eranon

Eranon leaves the old woman and goes down to the hold to retrieve some food for her. He searches around and pulls a variety of things. When he find a barrel of spoiled vegetation and perishables he reaches into his pouch and pulls out a few small herbs, sprinkling them into the barrel. He then speaks quietly in High Elven

"Great Lady, allow not your great bounty to be dismissed and unused, return your grace and nurishment to the faithful" (Casting Purify food and drink)


ARYTH

The spoil of time withers off the waste... As if peddles off a white cotton dandelion... Fruit vegetables ripen to their once known perfection, rotted meats cure to their juicy tenders, even the oils and water waste within the barrels drys and the storage becomes as new - no smell of foul, no residue of time and hate... Aryth has replied to your words Eranon... And in the back of your mind the sound of her voice seems to be that of your sister Alamath, so far away or perhaps your mother or maybe still lovely Aradil....


Eranon

Eranon then gathers up a good ammount of the restored vegetables and heads upstairs. He walks to the edge of the boat and picks out a few of the best things, bows his head and tosses them overboard

"Thank you"


ARYTH

It is the whisper of hope, it is the sound of silence in the roar of the war of tides beyond the Spear of Grief's hull... You've made that which was lost whole again. You've saved the world today. And the Great Lady thanks you as Izrador weeps.


He takes the rest of the collected food and goes in to see the old woman

Eranon (speaking in broken Orcish): "Here, I bring food."

(switching to High Elven): "Do you understand my language?"

(switching to Erenlander): "Maybe the language of the middle-men?"

Eranon pushes the bowl of food towards the old woman, motioning for her to take what she wants






GM NOTE

PS... dude - cool spell casting quote/action. You gotta keep that to do/say in game. Love it. Nice think'in! Also - very cool "giving back" to Aryth by throwing some of the bounty overboard!


"Middle-men" - GREAT term for Erenlanders!!