List Ring

Sat, 21 Feb

Shadowblade

:Heyla Ana! Could you stop after this song? Carson's itching to sing!:

A Pause before: :Hmm, ok. Hold on.:

Blade waited a while and the song dittered off into silence. Projecting her voice into the Hall, Blade just _had_ to do a fanfair bit before she introduced Carson...

"Yeah well, people, now that you have enjoyed 20th century Fox's fanfair, I present to you Carson, the minstrel, who just itches to sing All Soul's Night by Loreena M! Hit it Carson, m'dear!"

Blade crossed her fingers that Carson heard that. For an extra safety precaution, she made a mike hang in front of Carson's face -- wherever the minstrel was.

She heard a startled giggle before the Karaoke-ing (hey! I spelt it right!) began. [Archivist: Yep, you did!! And all previous are cause I went and looked the bloody thing up in the dictionary!!]

Just then, she felt more new-comers to the Hall. Why, it's Dax! and...Carrach? Blade blew on her palm and two bubbles floated in front of a rather messy-looking Goddess. A neon "Welcome -- from Shadowblade" flashed in the sphere.

With a self-satisfied smile, she went back to bouncing on the floor.

Shadowdancer

Catching sight of Becca, Lady Niki and Shadowdancer they wander over to thank them for their explanation on sheep and other matters, and give them small chocolate sheep as a great big thatk you for their help!

"You are also most welcome." says Shadowdancer. "If you ever have any more questions, please don't hesitate to ask anyone here in the Halls of Mist."

From a dark corner of the mist a tall person slowly steps into the light. He is wearing simple clothes with a green hooded cape covering his features. "I am Taynar Fenrir", he says with a simple smile and bow, " and these are the twins, Beltain and Samhain."

From the mist two wolves step forward and bow thier heads to one and all. Picking a spot where he can observe the dance and music Taynar sits with each hand carefully stroking his two companions.

Lurker catches sight of some of his breathern, and calles for Shadowdancer to come with him to meet them. ** Hail to the Walkers of the Wind and Shadows ** Says Lurker and Shadowdancer in union to the twins Beltain and Samhain. "Hail to Taynar Fenrir who has been chosen by such nobel compainons as such are these two." says Shadowdancer. "Come and join me in some dancing, while our furry frinds catch up on old times." With this Shadowdancer leads Taynar to the dance floor and procedes to sweep him off his feet in dancing the Wind Dance of the Wolves.

Sun, 22 Mar 1998

Muranog

:So I see, and we're the first to notice!: the Troll Adept replied happily. With a sudden *POUNCE* the newly arrived Storm was knocked down by a large troll and heartily licked by Sable, the giant sheep.

Seashimmer

Seashimmer's ears perk up as she hears the sound of another newbie. A quick glance around the room shows her his (I hope it's a he {duck}) location, and she sneaks up behind him, still invisable. Carefully, she positions the bucket of sea water. Then ::SPLOSH!::. Storm turns around quickly, searching for the source of the dunking. Only Seashimmer's eyes show, as the invisability spell begins to fail. "Welcome to the list, Storm. I see you've already recieved a towel. Visit us from the realms of lurkerdom more often. I'm afraid I can't answer your question, however."

Yvonne

"I thank you, Milord for thine fine gift!" Yvonne sweeps an elegant curtsey in his direction, spreding her shifting, watercolored robes out in a mesmirising fan about her. "I shall do none but good with it, and I thnk thee once more! Thine thoughtfullness shall be never forgotten."

Shadowspun: Yay! Another Water-fey person! *g* I shall forever consider thee as a Friend for thy interest in all things mythalogical and Wet. Many Sea side blessings to thee! :)

Lisa, Claude and Uni wander about the halls of mist, tring to find certain listsibs. They catch slight of the listsib who sploshed them, and sneak up behind Yvonne and push her into a pool of water, after which they offer her a dry towel *s*

Yvonne laughs and towels herself off vigorously, although it does nothing for the wet state of her hair. With a mocking bow and a wicked smile towards the self-named Stoogies, she suddenly transformes into a pillar of water which creates a puddle on the floor before seeping through the cracks in the tile.

Then she sends in a flock off sheep, each carrying an Apache Tear (obsidian) that they lay down at the feet of Yvonne and Flaimcat.

:Thank you ever-so-much for the apache tear, Apache Tear & Heartsong!:

"I am Taynar Fenrir", he says with a simple smile and bow, " and these are the twins, Beltain and Samhain."

From the mist two wolves step forward and bow thier heads to one and all.

A wild yell echoes across the Hall and many jump in fright? Surprise? For no apparent reason? Anyways, a slight young woman with dripping dark brown hair hurtles across the floor towards the two newbies that have been foolish enough to announce themselves. * SALT WATER SPLOSH!* "And a very happy hello to you and your familiars! Are you perchance a Druid?"

With a sudden *POUNCE* the newly arrived Storm was knocked down by a large troll and heartily licked by Sable, the giant sheep.

Yvonne breaks off her almost conversation with the dripping maybe Druid and slips off through the croud to where the THUNK of a trollish *POUNCE* was heard. "AH HA!!" The Enchanted Bucket flies, and Storm is immediatly SPLOSHed most wetly. Amazingly, the water dosent even touch Muranog and his sheep or the surrounding croud. "Many wet welcomes to you, Storm! Hope that you enjoy your stay!"

Shadowdancer - perchance you spoil mine fun? *Impish look* Maybe mine bucket shall fly and thou shalt not be so lucky! ;)

Nightfire wrote: I didn't make much of an enterance when I joined the hall again so I'm making up for it now that I have some time!*g*

"Methinks that thine new enterance is deserving of a proper hello?" Yvonne whispers in Nightfire's ear. *SPLOSH!* Happy once-more-joining! :)

:Heyla. I am StarFire.:

Ah HA! Yet another innocent newbie! *Yvonne sneaks stealthily up behind StarFire, her watercolored (although thankfully not wateropaque) robes swishing softly on the floor* SPLOSH! "Hello, welcome, nice to have you!"

Etain - a big SPLOSH to you too! :) Nice to know that RL has left off it's suffocating grip on you and that you can once more enter the Halls!

*Once more Yvonne is travelling under the shaking tiles in water-form, sneaking up behind another newbie - Katie! Suddenly she stops and comes up through the cracks, bucket in hand.* SPLOSH! Consider yourself welcomed, Listsib!

"Although you are not a newbie, milady, you have been most helpful and friendly to those who are new to our gathering, and so I deem you worthy to bear the Friendship Ring. Wear it for a week and then pass it on to another worthy bearer in turn."

"I seem to be once more the object of thine favor, Milord!" Yvonne smiles delightedly and admires the ring on her finger. "First the most enchanting bucket *g*, and now the Ring! I am most grateful!" She then blows a kiss to the Troll and invites him onto the dance floor. "I may not be a good dancer, but I CAN have fun!" :)

Many many good times to you all, and I really admire any who actually made it this far!! :) :) :) Lemon lime fruity sugary summery sheep to you all! :)

Heartsong

After that, Heartsong goes to the into the Mist and finds ShadowWolf. She brings him chicken soup and a warm sheep blanket died in royal blue. Then she hands him a small kyree. It is no older than a pup. She mindsends: You need a small friend and he will be good for you. I warn you he is awnry though. He has no name yet.

The cub sighs and Heartsong places him in ShadowWolf's hands. She touches his cheeks and sends a feeling of warmth to him. Apache Tear nuxxles his hand and jumps up on her hind legs to give ShadowWolf a big hug and slobbery kiss. Then they leave him so he can gets some rest. Heartsong goes to get some food from the Humus stand. She barders with some gemstones she had. She spots Yvonne and the Troll Adept and offerssome food to them. Then she gives the Troll Adept a special dagger that will always hit its target. It is forged from a magic metal that changes rainbow colors as it moves. It also has the ability to heal its owner because it forms a bond with them. It does NOT make the owner do weird quest like Need does though. Then she boughs and leaves them. She also hands Yvonne a super soaker water gun.

Finally she sit in the middle of the Hall and begins to chant. Music fill the Hall and a rainbow forms in the sky. Then a gazebo appears from the Mist for all to use. In the gazebo is a hot tub with small little tristing areas blocked off by vegetation surrounding the hotub. Heartsong is then terribly warn out. Apache Tear leaves Taynar's friends to help Heartsong up and then Apache Tear calls forth the encircling Mist and they aregone to rest. Heartsong hopes all will enjoy her gift.

Kat

Andi

"Here you go! It's not a pouncing or a drenching, but it's nice anyway!" She smiles. "Want some Hummus?" She leaves a small container of hummus and pita and directions to the tomato and cheese incase Storm wanted any.

She also presents chocolate flowers to The Lady Tiana, and Kat. " Don't worry, the people are very nice here. The sheep are soft, the music is good, and the food is wonderful! Enjoy your stay!"

Etain walks over to Heartsong and Apache Tear. "Hi! I think you came in while I was stuck in RL! I don't remember giving you a welcoming flower, so here is one for you, and one for Apache Tear." She presents them with the delicately formed chocolate flowers. "And don't worry, this chocolate doesn't hurt mindmates." She smiles.

Jeanne

Just then, the Troll-Adept chose his descendant in the ring holding position, drawing all eyes in the Hall to the radiant form of Yvonne, who was happily splashing newbies at the time. The choice was made, and the ring passed on to a new bearer, and the fact that it was Yvonne was no suprise to Jeanne, for that was the choice she had predicted, per the bucket incident.

She giggled as Yvonne looked gratefully at the Adept and his bondmate, and wondered who would get the ring next. "Surely it will be one of our endearing newbies," she thought as all activity on the floor resumed its normal course.

Mon, 23 Mar 1998

Cennydd

Rising out of the pool, the host can see the form of the Mage of Green Silences. Black hair flows in a wild tangle across a body that is neither young nor old. Emerald eyes stare out of a face that is indefinably and frighteningly alien, looking on the crowded members of the gathering with a dangerously measuring glance. As his eyes light upon the figures of the Tax Zombie and John Eaton, the Mage's countenance becomes harsh and severe. The sweeping lengths of his voluminous and concealing robe leap and flow around him with a life of their own as he bears down on the two hapless members of the Court.

Seizing the two miscreants in skeletal white hands, the Mage lifts both forms from the ground, shaking them slightly as he addresses them in a dire voice.

"Enough! For shame! To disturb the revelry of these Halls with your political wrangling! This is neither the time nor the place for such things. John, you should surely realize that, however laudable it may be, this is not a venue for you to proselytize your personal political agenda. And Mark, you are a grown man, or so I thought, and should know better than to insult your hostess with such a mean-spirited, sniping, and downright rude response to John's error. At the risk of repeating a cliche, "two wrongs do not make a right" and his error in no wise exonerates you. If the two of you must fight, then you are welcome to go somewhere private and kill each other like gentleman. However, you will do so outside these Halls, out of respect for the wishes of your hostess, the Lady Melanie, and your listsibs. When you are quite ready to behave like civilized adults and converse pleasantly with your listsibs on the topics of this list, we will welcome you back. But until then, take your squabbling elsewhere!"

With a final shake, the Mage knocks the two men's heads together and drops them on the floor. Stalking away, his coldly angry voice can be heard muttering "Children! I'm surrounded by 10 year olds! Not that I have anything against well-behaved ten-year-olds, but they seem to be in very short supply!"

Turning to rake the Hall with blazing eyes, the Mage addresses the assembly. "I hope that I can trust everyone here to help these two avoid further temptations to fight in our midst by allowing this matter to drop. Each and every member of our company is entitled to their own opinion, but for the sake of civility, it is to be hoped that all will have the common courtesy and wisdom to let this issue rest for the moment."

With these words, the Mage's cloak swirls about him, grown impossibly large and seeming to be part of the shadows that still hold the Hall in their chilling silent grip. For a moment, the Hall is filled only with the darkling verdant shadows and an endless moment of silence before the Mage vanishes.

As light and merriment creep back into the Hall to recover their demesne from the shadows of the Mage's visit, the assembly is left to consider what has happened and to act upon the dictates of their conscience and wisdom.

Taynar

At a casual pace Taynar carefully reaches for a towel to dry off his two, now soaked, companions. "Nay mi' lady. I consider myself a pathfinder such as Wolf and my two companions. Most would call me a ranger." Carefully taking some leather out of his pack, Taynar quickly braids three strands of leather, one red, one white, and the final black, into a small bracelet. "A gift to one who shows friendship to strangers"

Jeanne

As Cennydd disappeared once more, she left the base of the intracately carved pillar, her long, now puple hair flowing along the ground, and her dark, now black eyes instinctively going towards one of the newbies. His name was Taynar Fenrir. She approached him warmly, and hugged him, as was her custom, while mentally revewing the new listsibs which she had not gotten to hug yet. "Oh, well," she thought."They know who they are, and I will come get them eventually!". Then she spoke to Taynar, who was looking a bit wild-eyed from the gentle ministration of Cennydd to Mark and John.

"Oh, don't worry about it. Our Mage of Green Silences rarely flames anybody(aka Balefire, from the Misty SERRAted edge series~I recall somebody asking)and if he does, they have definately deserved it. This is a Misty list, after all, and this one particular argument has gone on quite long enough." Seeing him relax a bit, she continued. "Now why don't you introduce me to your friends?" she asked with light in her eyes. "They are so beautiful, and I missed their use-names the first time around. They are such independant creatures, and if I never got the white-tiger of my dreams, I am sure that I would bond with a wolf instead."

Katie

:Glad it wasn't me!: she thinks.

Then she wanders off to find Yvonne, having dried off on the sheep the Troll Adept gave her a couple weeks ago, which she has kept handy ever since, in anticipation of this day. *g* She spots Yvonne on the dancefloor, and thanks her for the whatever-they-were-sheep. Definitely the most interesting sheep she has tried so far *g*.