Fania and Naralis' Wedding!


Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "Thank you all for gathering to see the union of these two as they pledge to become one spirit."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "Love has many forms and many variations. One of the strongest however i the love two people find for each other and are willing to pledge themselves to each other for life. We are here to witness two such people, Naralis and Fania."

The Mantle of Starlight shimmers and twinkles as the starlit darkness that it is formed of continues its eternal motion.

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father asks, "Would you two please come stand before me?"

Naralis Siarani moves to stand before Faragan.

Thick white mist coils about the ground in lazy circles, drifting steadily into the air.

Burning Passion Fania Dekoven, Aria of Dawn moves to stand before Faragan.

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father clasps his hands together holding his prayer beads tightly and whispers a quick prayer to the exalted lord. A brief flash of gold and ivory light blinds the group and when it fades a gold altar with an ivory amphora inlayed at the front stands before him.

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father takes one of Fania’s hands and one of Naralis’ and brings them together to clasp over the altar.

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "You two have shown some form of commitment by getting engaged. Marriage though is a furtherance of that commitment."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "Let the love of Raziela fill your hearts for when times are sweet and your love for each
other is great."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "Let the hope of Shakaniel sustain you for when you are appart or disagreements strain
your love and faith in each other."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "Let Japhiel’s truth fill you so you are always honest with each other and will go through life with honesty."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "Let Methrenton’s honour fill you so you will never knowingly heart each other."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father asks Naralis, "You have some words of your own you would like to say to your betrothed?"
Thick white mist coils about the ground in lazy circles, drifting steadily into the air.

Naralis Siarani says, "Aye."

Turning to face Fania, Naralis Siarani says, "It took me forty years to find love again, to believe that it is still possible. On this day as we profess our undying love to one another, I am proud to call you my love and my dearest friend. It would do me great honour of calling you my wife. I never thought it would be possible for me to love again. Thank you for showing me that miracles can and do happen."

Fania flashes Naralis a joyous smile.

Naralis's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "True words miracles do happen."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father asks Naralis, "Do you choose to accept Fania in the good times, the bad and accept her for her triumphs and her faults as well?"
Naralis Siarani says, "I do."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "A ring is a great symbol of eternity and an unbroken bond. Naralis give to Fania your token."

Naralis proudly shows off a gold-chased garnet wedding ring:
A profusion of vibrant colour and regal contrast, this masterful ring combines simplicity of form with myriad details. Serving as the base material of this unusual piece is a rich garnet, brilliant red in hue. A spectacle of shades and reflections spring forth from its crystalline interior in blazing scarlets and deep vermillions, the complexity of the mineral's natural beauty further emphasised by the ring's simple shape: an exact circle, contoured and rounded for comfort. A careful polish creates just enough lustre to illuminate the perfectly smooth surface without obscuring its inner fire. Showing themselves brightly against the ruddy backdrop are fine golden roses, painstakingly incused along the narrow edges of the ring. Each one unique in shape, their flawless details are marked out in subtle shades of pale gold, endlessly trailing bloom to stem around the circumference.

Naralis gives a gold-chased garnet wedding ring to Burning Passion Fania Dekoven, Aria of Dawn.

Fania slips into a gold-chased garnet wedding ring.

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father asks Fania, "Do you choose to accept Naralis in the good times, the bad and accept him for his triumphs and his faults as well?"

Burning Passion Fania Dekoven, Aria of Dawn says, "I do."
Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "A ring is a great symbol of eternity and an unbroken bond. Fania, give to Naralis your token."

Fania gives a gold-chased garnet wedding ring to Naralis Siarani.


Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "Words have been spoken from the heart and tokens of remembrance of those words and bonds have been exchanged by the two before you."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "Let the balance of Elohora bless you two so that you think of yourselves as one sprit and not two anymore. You will do things together now not individually as before."

Postulant Faragan Diluculo, of The Pious Father says, "By the power granted me by Lord Eventru and my vocation as a priest I pronounce these two wed by there own words and efforts this day."

Fania kisses Naralis passionately.

Naralis kisses Fania passionately.

I was really hoping Faragan would do something like 'if anyone knows of a reason why these two should not be married let them speak now.', so I could go 'He's a jerk!'

Estarra, the Eternal exclaims, "Toadeh!"

Estarra gets down and wiggles them cheeks furiously.
Estarra shifts Her eyes suspiciously from side to side.

The benevolent will of the August Healer permeates the air about you, right leg blessings raining upon right leg devout.
The benevolent emanations of the August Healer fades away

The benevolent will of the August Healer permeates the air about you, gut blessings raining upon gut devout.
The benevolent emanations of the August Healer fades away.

The benevolent will of the August Healer permeates the air about you, third blessings raining upon third devout.
The benevolent emanations of the August Healer fades away.

The benevolent will of the August Healer permeates the air about you, left blessings raining upon left devout.
The benevolent emanations of the August Healer fades away.

The benevolent will of the August Healer permeates the air about you, , as an elegant jet black viola screams and glows a demonic red blessings raining upon , as an elegant jet black viola screams and glows a demonic red devout.
The benevolent emanations of the August Healer fades away.

Well, what did you get?

(House Ama'nar'isil): Aeral says, "I just WANT A PRESENT."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Aeral says, "Ironbeard hates me D:."

(House Ama'nar'isil): You say, "Aeral, you can take this one."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Aeral says, "Noooo."

(House Ama'nar'isil): You say, "A present from me to you."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Aeral says, "I want Ironbeard to give me something >_>."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Ilyssa (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Hey there my favorite nephew in
the world..."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Aeral says, "Honestly, keep it and sell it."

(House Ama'nar'isil): You say, "He's giving you something already."

(House Ama'nar'isil): You say, "The gift of DENIAL."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Aeral says, "NO."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Aeral says, "I WILL NOT ACCEPT THIS."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Ilyssa (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "The best part of giving is
giving! Or some crap like that."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Aeral says, ">_>."

(House Ama'nar'isil): Ilyssa (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Now hand it over."

Estwald has been crushed to death by a stainless steel goat.
You see the death occur at upon an iron cross.

(House Ama'nar'isil): You say, "Estwald tried to do that. See what happened to him?"

You point accusingly at the Opal Sphere of Symmetrical Accord.
The Opal Sphere of Symmetrical Accord looks up curiously.

"Uhh..." you stall.

not again oh nooo


IT KEEPS HAPPENING...

Oooh, a weird one.


My favorite part is how it's all just really weird random stuff.

Somebody orders his pawn at d4 to move to c5.
The dark pawn leaps forward and blinds the light bishop by jabbing his thumbs into the hapless
clergyman's eyes. Thus blinded, the pawn has little trouble finishing him off with a stab.

Showing a young citizen who didn't know what Continuum was one of the spheres, when...

Huh whuh.