You greet the White Hart with a sincere smile.
A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "Welcome, little human. I have been waiting for you."

The White Hart lowers his antlers in greeting, then gazes into your eyes.

A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "In nature are death and rebirth, hunter and prey.
The youngest foal knows there comes a day he may fall to the hunt. There is balance to all things.
In the valley to the east, tortured spirits of Wolf's children seek unceasing revenge against the
hunters that pursue them beyond bear. Bring me the ritual bag of the hunter shaman, that I may
add my power and set the children of Wolf free."


kill a byunch of things, get a bunch of things

Rynak, the taurian shaman says, "You have done well. Now go! You must seek out Kravch. He will
be guarded!
You must slay his guardian and return to me."


The end of Aiyana's cudgel forms a knotty burl and she points it at a bestial guardian. The burl pops
and ruptures, shooting a barrage of splinters into his flesh.
A bestial guardian bleeds to death from the hundreds of tiny punctures left by the splinters
embedded in his flesh.
A bestial guardian has been slain by Aiyana.


You give a pure-white crystal to Rynak, the taurian shaman.
Rynak, the taurian shaman says, "No, I don't want that. Have it back."

Rynak, the taurian shaman exclaims, "You need to kill it!"

Rynak, the taurian shaman exclaims, "Not them!"

You say, "My wife thought I was in danger!"
You say, "She was protecting me!"

Aiyana twiddles her thumbs.

Siam nods his head in agreement.

Invoker Siam Talnara asks Aiyana, "You wanted to see who was the better guardian, right?"

Siam nods his head sagely.

Rynak, the taurian shaman says, "One moment."

Siam beams broadly at Rynak, the taurian shaman.

Rynak, the taurian shaman exclaims, "Go!"

Invoker Siam Talnara says to Rynak, the taurian shaman, "You are kind."

Rynak, the taurian shaman exclaims, "Kill the guardian!"

Rynak, the taurian shaman points accusingly at you.

Siam urges you onwards.

Rynak, the taurian shaman exclaims, "Him!"

You say, "Ok I will be back!"

You pump your fists in the air to rally the troops.

You thrust your palm towards a bestial guardian and a burst of silver light shoots out from it
burning into a bestial guardian, who cries out in pain.
A frown on a bestial guardian's face suddenly changes to horror as his skin begins to glow
with an inner silver light. Moonlight erupts from the pores of his skin as he tries to scream but
is instead consumed by the power of the moon.
You have slain a bestial guardian.
As the guardian takes his last breath, a crimson red mist rises up and absorbs into the crystal
you are carrying, turning it a deep red.
You suddenly scoop up the corpse of a bestial guardian.
» Kills: 1 Deaths: 0 (a bestial guardian)


You squeal in excitement.

Hierophant Aiyana Mes'ard, the Green Shamanka says, "...I'll pretend I heard nothing."

Aiyana nods her head at you.

You give a red crystal to Rynak, the taurian shaman.
Rynak, the taurian shaman says, "He brought forth his guardian. I knew he might. You
have done well however. Thank you."

run around get more stuff

Finally get the item needed and...


You give a runed package to the White Hart.
The White Hart bows his head before a runed package, an emerald glow surrounding
his antlers, which spreads to a runed package.

The White Hart nods slowly and then picks a runed package up with his antlers and drops
it into your hands.

A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "Well done, little human. Take the bag again
and return to do what the shaman instructed. I will gather Wolf's children when the time
comes. Your second task awaits you at the completion. I await your greetings."


You put a runed package into a hole.
As you place the bundled package into the hole in the tree, a silence creeps over the area.

The hole in the tree begins to emit a crimson red glow which quickly spreads to encompass
the entire tree.

The crimson glow enshrouding the tree changes hues to a deep jade green, pulsing briefly.

The air over the Verasavir Valley becomes heavy and thick, energy crackling through the firmament.

Your karma rises in response to your deeds.
You have earned the blessing of the Elder Gods!
You gain a new honour!
Throughout the valley, cheers of hunters can be heard echoing across the sky.

You look skeptical and say, "Back to Hart I guess."

Galloping through the sky, the White Hart rises above the Serenwilde Forest, his regal
form resplendent in the light.

You say, "Or not."

Making his way east to the Valley of Verasavir, the White Hart lifts his head in a deafening
bellow, emerald and silver wisps of light surrounding his antlers, swirling outwards and then
down, shrouding the valley.

The spectral forms of the ghost wolves of the Verasavir pack rise up through the mist, joining
the White Hart. Joining their howl to his bellow, they all grow silent and then race westwards
as a single pack, disappearing high above the Serenwilde Forest.

The canopy of the Serenwilde Forest shimmers in dazzling hues of emerald and silver as the
Moonhart Mother Tree surges with power.

A wide ribbon of moonlight streaks down from the Moon high above, bathing Gregori and lifting
him high into the heavens. As he descends once more, the moonlight surges in a wave across the
asin, illuming all in silver before fading.
You have completed the White Hart's first task!

Siam gives you a wild cheer!

Invoker Siam Talnara says, "Well, that was fun."

The corners of Siam's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

You say, "First task done..."

Invoker Siam Talnara asks, "How many more to go?"

You say, "Ummm more than 1!"

The corners of Siam's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

You say, "At least 2!"

You greet the White Hart with a sincere smile.
A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "Welcome, little human.
I have been waiting for you."

The White Hart lowers his antlers in greeting, then gazes into your eyes.

A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "Brave centaurs of the hills to
the west dwell in and defend the resting place of Serenwilde's ancients.
But the sacred hills have been defiled by the offspring of a monstrosity, born
of the Taint and grievously broken. Bring me Chuchip's Sickle, that I might lend
my strength to the warriors of those hills, ancient and new."


blah blah blah quest quest quest quest

You give the Sickle of Chuchip to the White Hart.
The White Hart bows his head before the Sickle of Chuchip, an emerald glow
urrounding his antlers, which spreads to the Sickle of Chuchip.

The White Hart nods slowly and then picks the Sickle of Chuchip up with his
antlers and drops it into your hands.

A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "Well done, little human. Take up
the Sickle and give it to the good centaur chieftain. With his ritual I will lend my
strength. Your third task awaits you at the completion. I await your greetings."



You give the Sickle of Chuchip to Sakima Stonemane.
Sakima Stonemane says, "Excellent, my friend! Now I can perform the Ritual to
release the spirit warriors from their burial mounds."
Your karma rises in response to your deeds.

Sakima Stonemane paws the ground and rises to his full height, his eyes blazing
in the light of the fire.

You see Sakima Stonemane yell, "Centaur kinsmen of the Hifarae hills, this is the
hour in which Chuchip's prophecy is fulfilled and our bane is driven back!"

Sakima Stonemane places the Sickle of Chuchip on a golden holder above the fire
as he plucks the longest flight feather from each red grouse.

Sakima Stonemane dips the feathers into his drinking horn of mead, and lights
the feathers on fire, sticking them one by one in a circle into the Sickle holder
above the bonfire.

Sakima Stonemane trots slowly around the bonfire, swishing his tail as he raises
his voice in a deep rumbling song full of the echoes of hoofbeats. All across the
centaur camp, soft voices join his song.

The Sickle of Chuchip begins to hum and glow as the burning feathers around it
heat it to a blazing white. Green sparks shoot out from its tip and leave streaking
trails as they rise up into the sky above the scoop, landing in distant parts of the hills.

Columns of green light shoot up from each of the mound among the hills as a
great wind whips through the area.

You see Sakima Stonemane yell, "Warrior spirits out of the past, come fulfill your
duty and drive the evil from these hills!"

A strong wind blasts through the Basin as misty spirits rise up above the Hifarae hills,
then rush down as one group with a roar of battlecries. Growls of agony rise up across the hills.
Your karma rises in response to your deeds.
You have earned the blessing of the Elder Gods!
You gain a new honour!

Galloping through the sky, the White Hart rises above the Serenwilde Forest,
his regal form resplendent in the light.

Making his way westwards to the Hifarae Hills, the White Hart lifts his head in a
deafening bellow, emerald and silver wisps of light surrounding his antlers,
swirling outwards and then down, shrouding the hills.

Whooping cries erupt from the hills below as the spirits of the warriors buried within
the hills rise up, joining the White Hart in the sky above, raising their weapons in
camaraderie to the Great Spirit they served in life.

Warpaints shimmering brightly upon their faces, the crowd of warriors descend
upon the hills, whooping and shouting warcries as they brandish cudgel, axe and bow.
Charging to the fore, the White Hart disappears among the hills in a rolling silver mist.

A wide ribbon of moonlight streaks down from the Moon high above, bathing Gregori
and lifting him high into the heavens. As he descends once more, the moonlight surges
in a wave across the Basin, illuming all in silver before fading.
You have completed the White Hart's second task!

You say, "Back to Hart!"


Need more.... peacebloom! (obligatory WoW - Oxhorn Red Snapper comment here)

You greet the White Hart with a sincere smile.
A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "Welcome, little human. I have been
waiting for you."

The White Hart lowers his antlers in greeting, then gazes into your eyes.

A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "As I guard the Serenwilde, so does
Sister Moon. I have heard of a distant place where her glory is manifest in all
seasons. Bring to me her sceptre repaired, that I might add my blessing and
greet her in her power. We have long stood together throughout the ages, and
our strength nourishes the forest from its roots. She and I are companions,
though we so seldom meet."


You guessed it... more questing...


You say, "Hai'luna lomani elshoda el vrai'morai."
A furious lash of moonlight descends from the sky to consume you in a pale
inferno, bubbling your skin and igniting your flesh.

Ejei Evomire says, "How much does that hurt?"

You say, "Hai'luna lomani elshoda el vrai'morai."
A furious lash of moonlight descends from the sky to consume you in a pale
inferno, bubbling your skin and igniting your flesh.

You say, "It tickles."

You say, "Hai'luna lomani elshoda el vrai'morai."
A furious lash of moonlight descends from the sky to consume you in a pale
inferno, bubbling your skin and igniting your flesh.

Initiate Nettle Mes'ard, Hart's Praise says to you, "You're sure wrong a lot."

Hierophant Aiyana Mes'ard, the Green Shamanka says to Nettle, "I tell him that
all the time."

Hierophant Aiyana Mes'ard, the Green Shamanka says, "And he never quite
understands that."

You say to Nettle, "But I have the ego to pretend I am always right."


You say, "Hai'luna lomani elshoda el vrai'morai."
A sparkling shaft of moonlight descends to fill the area around you, and the
soil bursts open to reveal a glittering segment.

Hierophant Aiyana Mes'ard, the Green Shamanka laughingly says, "Mother Moon
doesn't like you very much."


You say, "Sec, getting my littel pony."

Initiate Nettle Mes'ard, Hart's Praise asks you, "You have a pony?"

Invoker Siam Talnara says, "Anyone can beg it from her, too."

A black and white, bouncy pony with a twitching tail trots in with head high,
butting Aiyana gently with his head.

Hierophant Aiyana Mes'ard, the Green Shamanka frowns and says, "Just remember,
Littel. I love you, Daddy is gonna kill you, though."

You nod your head at Nettle.

Initiate Nettle Mes'ard, Hart's Praise says, "It's bouncy!"

You point accusingly at a black and white, bouncy pony with a twitching tail.
A black and white, bouncy pony with a twitching tail gives you the once-over,
eyeing you suspiciously.

Nettle pets a black and white, bouncy pony with a twitching tail ingratiatingly.
A black and white, bouncy pony with a twitching tail inches bashfully over to
Nettle and nuzzles her tenderly.

Aiyana slaps a black and white, bouncy pony with a twitching tail on the
haunches and he sidles over to nuzzle you.
You are now the proud owner of a black and white, bouncy pony with a twitching
tail!

Aiyana sniffles softly.

order littel follow me
Your order is obeyed.
A black and white, bouncy pony with a twitching tail obediently falls into line
behind you.

Initiate Nettle Mes'ard, Hart's Praise says, "And it likes me."

influence spam


You give the Sceptre of Moon to the White Hart.
The White Hart bows his head before the Sceptre of Moon, an emerald glow
surrounding his antlers, which spreads to the Sceptre of Moon.

The White Hart nods slowly and then picks the Sceptre of Moon up with his antlers
and drops it into your hands.

A deep baritone voice booms in your head, "Well done, little human. Take the
sceptre and return it to the priestess of Sister Moon. I will greet Moon in my
own time. You are truly Guardian of the Serenwilde, human! Our grandest blessing
will we grant you upon the completion of your task."

tower of hanoi spam... well not really cause I ummm fell asleep sitting there
staring at my monitor... I wonder how many admins were watching this go on and
thinking "he been awful quiet for the last 10 minutes..." In my defense I had
an hour and half sleep in the last 30... hell I am STILL going


A thin beam of light descends before the Moon Dish, expanding as it touches the
ground until it bears a healthy width. Shimmering images of the Ethereal
Serenwilde waver behind its surface.

Finger extended, Evomire pokes a shimmering beam of moonlight.

Finger extended, Aiyana pokes a shimmering beam of moonlight.

You raise your hand in greeting to a shimmering beam of moonlight and say "Hi!"

Ejei Evomire says, "I wodner what that's about."

Lanae blinks.

Serenguard Lanae says, "Have to enter it?"

Ysun, the Moon Priestess says, "Return to the Moonhart Mother, Gregori."

Initiate Nettle Mes'ard, Hart's Praise exclaims, "Let's climb it!"

Ysun, the Moon Priestess says, "Brother Hart shall join you."

Aiyana blinks incredulously at Nettle.

You say, "Ok."

You say, "Through the beam?"

Ysun, the Moon Priestess nods her head emphatically.

You walk through a shimmering beam of moonlight and momentarily feel yourself
dissolve into motes of pale moonlight before materialising in a verdant forest.
Nettle follows you ether.
Aiyana has left the area.
Aiyana follows you ether.
Evomire follows you ether.

Amid flowering green.

Nettle follows you north.
Aiyana follows you north.
Evomire follows you north.

Among a rain of colour and mist. (lost) (Serenwilde Forest.)

Nettle follows you north.
Aiyana follows you north.
Evomire follows you north.

Argent outer reaches of the Moonhart Tree. (Serenwilde Forest.)

Nettle follows you northeast.
Aiyana follows you northeast.
Evomire follows you northeast.

In a rain of silver mist below the Moonhart. (Serenwilde Forest.)

Nettle follows you west.
Aiyana follows you west.
Evomire follows you west.

Near the argent trunk of the Moonhart Mother Tree. (Serenwilde Forest.)

You place your hands on the Moonhart Mother Tree and find the link to the prime
material plane. Pulsating energy flares throughout your field of vision, and you
find yourself tumbling through the aether pathways.
Nettle follows you ether.
Aiyana has left the area.
Aiyana follows you ether.
Evomire follows you ether.

The Moonhart Mother Tree. (Serenwilde Forest.)

guards being influenced spam...


Galloping through the sky, the White Hart rises above the Serenwilde Forest, his
regal form resplendent in the light.

Standing proudly above the Moonhart Mother Tree, the White Hart lifts his head
in a deafening bellow, emerald and silver wisps of light surrounding his
antlers, swirling outwards and then down, shrouding the Serenwilde Forest.

Spinning and galloping across the firmament, the White Hart bellows once more,
this time at the Moon high above. For a moment, Moon glows full and appears to
double in size, her silvery radiance becoming a halo of light.

Great beams of moonlight rain down upon the Serenwilde Forest, the eaves of the
great forest glistening with power. The White Hart finally descends into the
shimmering canopy, moving out of sight.

A wide ribbon of moonlight streaks down from the Moon high above, bathing you
and lifting you high into the heavens. Along with a sudden pulling movement,
there is a bright silver flash that obscures all vision. When you can see again,
you find yourself in a great hall, enwreathed in blue flames.
Evomire follows you ether.
Aiyana follows you ether.
Nettle follows you ether.

This room has not been mapped.
Halls of the Spirits.

You have completed the White Hart's final task!
The Flame of dae'Seren materializes in your hands.
You have earned the blessing of the Elder Gods!


(House of Shadows): You say, "Lol of course can't see anything over influencer> spam."
(House of Shadows): Lekius (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "I saw it ."
(House of Shadows): Lekius (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "It clearly
said."
(House of Shadows): Lekius (from the Prime Material Plane) says, ""Gregori won
Lusternia"."


POLITICS NEWS #1513
Date: 9/27/2009 at 17:35
From:
To : Everyone
Subj: Gregori Honoured in the Great Forest of Serenwilde

In the Great Forest of Serenwilde, Gregori Mes'ard,
Adherent of the Crone was honoured for completing the
Epic Quest to become a Dark Savant of the Wyrden Mysteries.

Congratulations, Gregori!


You tell Ser Shuyin of the Shadows, "Readnews I broke lusternia."

Congratulations on becoming a Dark Savant of the Wyrden Mysteries.

Shuyin tells you, "Congratulations you traitor."

What's the artie do?

What's the artie do?

It turns him into a clown!