Stepping into the stone circles with a smile, you say, "Kolm has asked for a short, simple ceremony, so short and simple is what we shall have."

Digging the end of the Living Rod of Hart and Moon into the fire, you say, "There is little more I can say about Kolm that ha not already been said."

Everiine twists the Living Rod of Hart and Moon, causing the fire to flare briefly. Smoke rises from the flames and coalesces into groups of coloured stripes.

You say, "He was the first Serenguard to earn every single Stripe. Every one."

Everiine twists the Living Rod of Hart and Moon, causing the fire to flare briefly. The stripes dissipate and the smoke swirls madly about as it reforms into a scene of battle.

You say, "He served for many long years as the Warden of the Moonhart, guarding the Wood and training his kin in the ways of battle."

Everiine twists the Living Rod of Hart and Moon, causing the fire to flare briefly. The battle fades into the sky as new shapes rise from the fire: a Jaguar, an Eagle, and a Wolverine.

You say, "He has devoted himself to the Great Spirits of the Serenwilde, and to the Warrior Spirits of the Serenguard."

You say, "There was little doubt in anyone's mind that one day, he would be worthy of the Mark of Nintoba, the highest honour among our kin."

Everiine swiftly draws the Living Rod of Hart and Moon from the fire, its end glowing with the heat of the flames.

You say, "Finally, that day has arrived."

Pointing the burning tip at him, you say to Kolm, "Kneel."

Kolm kneels onto one knee, demonstrating his humility and respect.

Everiine grips the Living Rod of Hart and Moon firmly. With one swift motion, he jabs Kolm with the glowing end and traces the Mark of Nintoba on his body. The Mark glows brightly as it is burned into his flesh, healing the wound it causes.

With a tap of the Living Rod of Hart and Moon, you bestow the guild's highest honour on Kolm.

You say to Kolm, "Rise, Kolm, the Sixth Bearer of the Mark of Nintoba!"

Kolm kneels humbly, placing a hand to the earth before rising tall, his eyes ablaze with tribal rage as he raises his weapon high, crying out, "Feidhmigh Ar Son Serenguard!"

You kneel humbly, placing a hand to the earth before rising tall, your eyes ablaze with tribal rage as you raise your weapon high, crying out, "Feidhmigh Ar Son Serenguard!"

Iasmos kneels humbly, placing a hand to the earth before rising tall, his eyes ablaze with tribal rage as he raises his weapon high, crying out, "Feidhmigh Ar Son Serenguard!"

I remember when they came up with the whole "Feidhmigh Ar Son Serenguard" thing. Long time ago.

It's a rather handy emote, seeing as it's what one uses to get out of the Lodge too.