Tiyribi

Tiyribi Andares · July 31, 2003, 12:00 AM

PC Name:
Tiyribi Kyotke-Andares

Race:
Elf, Esh'lahier

Age:
140 ordinations (Birthday: Brightening 6 of Immanis)

Physical Description:
Dark-skinned for a Esh'lahier, Tiyribi's hereditary pale skin carries the barest hints of a more normal peach tone. Her colorless hair is kept long past her shoulderblades and, with her double-pointed ears, proclaims her dark elven heritage. She is built in an extreme of the elven delicate figure, standing at five and a half inches tall and weighing 95 pounds. Tiyribi visibly lacks any sort of physical strength and is almost sickly thin. She is long-limbed, with small facial features and striking violet eyes. Her entire form is bony and sharply angled, particularly her fingers. She has a small scar behind her left ear along with a few scratches along her legs from childhood pranks. Overall Tiyribi exudes a feeling of fragility and resembles a porcelain doll. This attitude does indeed flow through her entire psyche as well; rather unstable and a bit too sensitive at times, Tiyribi lacks conviction and determination, often skittering from viewpoint to another.

History:
The Kyotke clan were prominent members of the Eli'tha sect of Esh'lahier, hidden in a settlement of farmers named Joi'qui near Aestas in Sherian Province. The Eli'tha, an overly conservative sect of Esh'lahier who led simple, isolated lives, had survived contently for ages, living and worshipping Carmelya in the way they saw fit. They believed themselves above the rest of the world, particularly their heathen secular Esh'lahier kindred, and were intent upon keeping their city of Joi'qui secret. The Eli'tha children grew up with stories of the Great Divide, although told in a light that made out the Esh'lahier to be the heroes of the struggle. They were fed on stories of the other races' inferiority and the need for piety.

Hui and Ela'nor Kyotke gave birth to two sons. Tiyribi followed ten patterns later, although her origin was different than her half-brothers. Tiyribi had been the product of a one-night indiscretion between Ela'nor and Astartus Andares during one of Ela'nor's rare trips to Ethgan'tor. No questioning of her birth was made, however, allowing Tiyribi to be brought up as normally as any other Eli'than chlid. Her mother doted on her, both for the circumstances surrounding her birth and her position as the only female child. She was a docile child, soft in her ways and words, but still had a strong, stubborn streak hiding inside. She had a calculating, analytical mind and refused to take anything less than her aim or the truth. Tiyribi slowly grew discontent with the isolated ways of the Eli'tha, although she took great pains to hide it. Tiyribi had, on occasion, travelled to Aestas and once even to Ethgan'tor with her mother, realising there was indeed a world beyond.

The Elf's idyllic childhood shattered when she was aged sixty-eight patterns. Tiyribi had the misfortune to fall in love while an adolescent. His name was Toyla Yoskai, a son of a mediocre family with mediocre ambitions. Toyla convinced Tiyribi to make love, much against her conscience. Soon afterwards, Tiyribi discovered she was pregnant. Ela'nor found out almost immediately, repeating the bad news to her husband. Hui insisted that she marry or be expelled from their society. Ela'nor, while sympathising deeply with her daughter's disgrace, could not bring herself to give up what she deemed her life nor abandon the rest of her family. In her mind, Tiyribi had broken the sacred code of the Eli'tha and deserved her punishment. Desperate, Tiyribi begged Toyla to follow through with his declarations of love, but his true colors came out. He denied fathering her child, effectively shutting the door in her face. Tiyribi was turned out of both family and city.

Tiyribi left Joi'qui and settled for a time in Narim. She gave birth to a son, whom she named Pe'thro. Tiyribi continued to wander, somehow scraping a living for her and her son. When Pe'thro reached adolescent age, he found a ring inscribed with "Yoskai", and questioned Tiyribi, forcing out the story of his birth. He then left suddenly, leaving a note telling Tiyribi of his shame at his birth and his distaste for her. At first, Tiyribi intended to stay in Narim, waiting anxiously for Pe'thro's return. She decided the best course of action was simply to wait, allowing her son to make up his mind about life and return when he had a will to. Five eras later, a small envelope containing the Yoskai familial ring, a bank note for 5,500 crowns, and a letter from a stranger reached Tiyribi. It explained that he had found the body of a young Esh'lahier Elf in the Sherian wilderness with these items on him. Deciding to move to Alleria Prime in hope of better opportunities, Tiyribi attempted to leave her entire past behind.

Present History (RP'ed):
An old, weather-beaten journal met up with Tiyribi while serving in the Alyssan forces at Midpoint. Written by her mother, Tiyribi found that she was not a Kyotke; rather, the child of an extra-marital affair between her mother and Astartus Andares, cousin to Moranor, Iranir, and Esckarraide, and half-sister to Malkaer and Anvael through Astartus. A short trip to Primus Gaudeo and a visit with Moranor led to Tiyribi's official acceptance as a member of the House, despite the lack of absolute certainty of Tiyribi's parentage. Astartus's notorious womanizing had left many unknown children and many unknown questions. Later, Malkaer transferred to the Imperial Alyssans in Midpoint, leading to a meeting of the two half-siblings. Finally, Tiyribi felt sure enough of her heritage to use her newly-found surname and consider herself a true member of the family.

Soon, however, doubts crept into Tiyribi's supposed devotion to the Empress Audrey de Lylles' cause. While the Alyssans served the Empress's cause whole-heartedly, the Esh'lahier found herself unsure whether she felt true compulsion to involve herself in the fight for the Crown. She asked for a discharge from the Alyssans, receiving a dishonorable status, and quickly left the fortress to wander the Empire.

Tiyribi visited Jaedaxia for a short period of time, running into her cousin Iranir in the city. Tiyribi soon travelled to Medonia, meeting with her half-brother Anvael, Moranor, Sinfaetha, and Stephan Woulofen. Leaving Medonia, Tiyribi visited Arconis, meeting Kas Brightdelve. Some time later, Stephan sent Tiyribi an offer to accept the Thaneship of Port Alyxandrya. After travelling to the city, Tiyribi met with Stephan and his companion Roslynn Kaldres, but negotiations for Tiyribi's appointment came to nothing, and Tiyribi left to wander the Empire once more, settling in Ethgan'tor for a time.

A season passed before Tiyribi read an article in the Herald proclaiming Sherian's need for provincial officers. Interested, the Esh'lahier returned to the area of her birth and applied to the Grand Council of Taralon for the position of Justicar of the Province. Other things intervened in her plans, however, and the young Esh'lahier Elf found herself headed to the metropolis of Primus Gaudeo, meeing with the acting governor Baron Davion Jaq'len and being appointed Lady Thane of the city.

Barely a few brightenings passed before she was presented with her first duty. The rumor of an undead army attacking the city of Zerdargia not so distant from Primus Gaudeo reached the capital city, testing the young Elf's inner strength and ability of leadership.

Later in that Winter, Tiyribi traveled back to the Fortress of Midpoint under the request of the Empress Audrey de Lylles to discuss the future of Centripax. After meeting with the Empress's aide, the Countess Nadina d'Rosaria, Tiyribi was granted Imperial authority to take on the title of Acting Governor of Centripax, an appointment to be officially confirmed at the meeting of the Imperial Senate once the Empress's court convened. While at Midpoint Tiyribi also met the Lady Steward Alicia Tamaral and discussed the current situations in both Zerdargia and Acumin, finally agreeing to meet with the Thanes of the cities in a discussion held at Midpoint later that season.

In mid-spring Tiyribi sent an article to the Herald pleading with the citizens of Centripax to have an eye toward the future. She also began relief efforts aimed at sending aid to both Acumin and Zerdargia when the battle had finally died out in an attempt to restore peace. When late spring came, Tiyribi left Primus Gaudeo with the intent to advance her studies in Sorcery at the near-by Arconis, purchasing some real estate to add to her own list of assets in the meantime while always keeping a watchful eye on her city and province, ready to return at a moment's notice.

Soon, however, it became evident that Tiyribi was suffering from some mental malady, the causes of which were unclear. It was decided that in the best interest of the Province of Centripax, as well as Tiyribi herself, that she abdicate from her position as Lady Governor and be treated in hopes of an eventual recovery. She was taken to the city of Mystique in the Lylles Province of Lauryl and there she remained under supervisions for over two patterns. In Immanis of Era II of Era XIV Post-Fractum, she awoke from her induced coma. She stayed in Mystique until the end of Cryaxtum, Summer of Era II of Era XIV Post-Fractum, then traveled to Ethgan'tor to finish her Adept Sorcery training.

In early Optima of Era XIV Post-Fractum, Tiyribi arrived in Jaedaxia in the Carmelyn Province.

Training (include thread links and/or moderator name):

Basic/Initiate:

Intermediate/Apprentice:

Advanced/Journeyman:

Feats:

Major Items/Equipment (include all magical items, thread link, and moderator name):

Imperial Visa in the name of Tiyribi Andares
A small silver ring held on a chain around her neck
Aged Journal from Ela'nor Kyotke

Elven Windstepper mare named Vanim

Quote:

The Esh'lahier's attention slowly turned from Kitiera to Kitiera's stock, amethyst gaze skitting over the animals with alert curiosity. Tiyribi had lived among horses during her early life, but it had been eras since she had rode one. Breeds hadn't been important at home; horses were kept for their ability to perform farmwork well, not their aesthetics. Tiyribi had always hated that tradition. Horses were such beautiful creatures; it was a shame to breed them to produce barrel-chested lumps only fit for pulling a plow through a field. The Elf, now that she had made up her mind to invest in an animal of her own, wanted one to be proud of, one who could ride easily and freely wherever Tiyribi wished. Her eyes settled on a particular horse stalled in the corner of the buildings, its white coat gleaming within its dull surroundings. Its back was flecked with grey hairs between the colorless, stretching out to a matching mane and tail. Tiyribi couldn't see the head of the animal, but she imagined such a creature to be regal and proud, precisely what a horse ought to be. The slender legs gave away its race as an Elven Windstepper, matching the overall litheness and delicateness of its entire body.

Wardrobe acquired in Primus Gaudeo

Quote:

50 dresses/gowns total.
- 15 of silk, in greys, silvers, and silvery blues, all with long skirts and varying necklines and sleeve lengths. I'll approve the designs as they come to the Manor.
- 35 of linen, in greys, silvers, and silvery blues, in the same designs as the silken.
- 4 cloaks lined with fur, one in black, one in white, one in silver, and one in blue. All long to the floor.
- 2 silk Robes, one in silver and one in blue.
- 10 silk chemises, all in silver.
- 20 pairs of Elven shoes in varying styles, to be approved upon delivery.
- 30 sets of Elven hose.
- 10 silk handkerchiefs.

Delmah del Gre'as'anto - thirty room Manor in Arconis
15 one-room homes in Arconis
10 two-room homes in Arconis

20 three room homes in Arconis

Quote:

"Well then, let me see... houses for one thousand will be easy, one-room houses near the Templum - ten in number, or 10,000 crowns; fifteen two-room houses near - er - in the southeastern quarter, another 15,000 crowns; for five-thousand.... well, there would be those near the Templum, so twenty three-rooms for another 100,000 crowns; and then one for fifty, you say? That would be in the noble quarter."

The Aedille, who had been running the litany as he ruffled through his stack and pulled out deed after deed after deed, now paused and reached for another - smaller - stack of deeds. These he sorted through in a series of mumbles that finally burst to life with the explicative: "Got it!" (Englebert, as one might imagine, was quite a happy halfling at this moment in his banal life.) "Mansion near the Serra-Kane's. Thirty rooms, with a nice enough park and rose-bushes in front and back. Previous owners had to downsize recently. Brick construction, sturdy, no evident problems."

Titles/Positions/Jobs:

Dishonorably discharged Former Cadet in the Alyssan Guard
Member of House Andares
Noble Lady due to her tie with House Andares
Former Lady Thane of Primus Gaudeo
Former Acting Governor of Centripax

Other:
On a whole, Tiyribi is an intellectual, and rarely ever does anything impetuously. She always thinks before she speaks or acts, and is quite reserved. She can, however, make others feel at ease, and has a genuine polite, refined nature about her. She is friendly when the situation calls for it, but truly prefers being left alone. She isn't a good judge of character, but believes she is, and treats ones she deems above her with almost too much respect, while those below she almost despises.

Tiyribi Andares · October 13, 2003, 09:12 PM

Timeline:

Spring in the Era IX, Age of the Darkening:

Summer in the Era IX, Age of the Darkening:

Autumn in the Era IX, Age of the Darkening:

Winter in the Era X, Age of the Darkening:

Summer in the Era X, Age of the Darkening:

Autumn in the Era X, Age of the Darkening:

Winter in the Era XI, Age of the Darkening:

Spring in the Era XI, Age of the Darkening:

Journeyman Sorcery with Motito Gil'dae in Arconis
Encounters strange figure at the Regio Eruditium in Arconis

Spring in the Era XIII, Post-Fractum:

Diagnosed with a strange mental malady and removed from the Governorship, taken to Mystique

Spring in the Era XIV, Post-Fractum:

Begins recovery in Mystique

Summer in the Era XIV, Post-Fractum:

Tiyribi Andares · August 20, 2004, 11:19 PM

Spellbook:

Initiate:

Meditation

Focus

Channel

Dispel
Deflect
Force Bolt
Gate
Lock
Open
Sphere of Light
Star of Force

Apprentice:

Circle of Magic

Activation

Mana Reshaping
Force Lariet
Repel
Force Shock
Stellation of Force
Rebound
Force Shield
Gather the Fellowship

Adept:

Unbinding

Imbuing

Create Spell
Teleport
Telekinesis
Reflect
Force Blast
Force Field
Stellar Burst

Experience:
Pre-Experience system: 12 to Adept training.

Tiyribi Andares · October 13, 2004, 12:45 AM

The Thanal Manor

Although traditionally the position of Thane of Primus Gaudeo had been held by the current Governor of Centripax, a sizeable manor had been set aside for the occasion that the two offices would separate into city and province with separate leaders for each. And now that time had come.

The manor itself had been built in the old traditional style of the more affluent areas of the city. Styled completely out of large slabs of white marble, the two-story residence sat amid an encompassing sea of luscious green. A thick plaster wall surrounded the outer edge of the compound from the rest of the city, standing nearly nine feet tall and covered with draping ivy on either side. Twisted wire spanned the break in the wall facing the bordering street, offering an opening large enough to fit a full carriage through without the merest effort once the gates opened inward. Two guards bedecked in the official colorings and uniforms of members of the guard for the city of Primus Gaudeo stood at almost complete attention on either side of the gateway. The thick tips of their spears glistened with a threatening metallic aura as the sunlight hit their sharpened edges just so, becoming a visible reminder of the might of the city’s government. The protection of the Thane might have been a large responsibility, but the temptation of loosening the perfection of their stance or the distance of their gaze was much to large while watching relaxed citizens wander by the street. Still, if a visitor did happen to approach the gates to the Thanal Manor, the guards’ sense of duty would quickly snap back and send them into a flurry of action, anxiously asking for papers, identification, and reasons for being at the Manor that brightening.

The inner grounds of the Manor were well kept, although not with an obsessive sense of precision. Just behind the right side of the wall stood a comfortable wooden building, no more than five rooms large with simple, though large, windows, and flanking doorways at each end. Idle laughter and animated conversation indicated the shadowed humanoid shapes currently entertaining themselves within the guardhouse were those officials currently off-duty, enjoying themselves as only hired protection could. A few old, large trees dotted the large front lawn, but all bowed their glory to the larger, more ancient looking oak standing guard in the center of the circular driveway directly before the entrance to the Manor. A long, well-trimmed hedge bordered each side of the gravel drive, breaking only for a branching side road aimed toward an elongated wooden building. Shaped into a sideways rectangle, the thick smell of horses and their residue emanated with the breeze, quickly alerting any unknowledgeable visitor as to the use of the particular shelter.

Small patches of flowers broke the monotony of the grassland, blossoming come spring and adding their own sweet fragrance to the air to shadow the more noxious one from the stables. A long area of roses intermixed with less formal plants had been placed directly at the corner of house and ground, forming a colorful border along the front of the white marble that continued up the expansive front porch in the form of flower boxes. A white marble portico extended from the deeply-stained wooden doors, stretching to just barely touch the end of the gravel driveway before curving into a secondary step to ease the travel up to its top layer. It had been carved in a half-circle and bordered on the furthest edge with evenly-spaced cylindrical columns holding up a balcony above, ringed with twisted metal matching that of the front gate. Two large stained glass windows had been built into either side of the great arched double doorway, painting the stone floors with a multitude of mixed colors as the sunlight hit the glass just right. No apparent pattern could be seen in the fused blue and white shards, obviously by the artist’s intent. Two more guards stood ill at ease by the door, serving both as footmen and announcers if a guest was allowed entrance past the front gate. This pair, due to their closer proximity to the Manor itself, was forced to maintain a much higher level of attention to their duties, but they couldn’t help the occasional wander of their mind. Their uniforms matched those of currently manning the gate, although their hands curled around the hilts of two steel short swords to enforce the power of their charge.

Directly inside the double doors expanded the main foyer of the Manor. Extending upward the full two stories of the building, a long rectangular yellow-glass window cut through the roof, allowing merry sunbeams to dance and echo throughout the pale stonework and hung tapestries, broken only by the triangular pattern drawn through the glass to hold the pieces together. A border formed out of small strips of black marble framed the foyer like a stony rug, extending underneath the spiral staircase leading upstairs and into the expansive sitting room just at the end. To the left, another pair of darkly-stained wooden doors flanked the tapestry depiction of the Goddess Carmelya, often left half-open to allow a gentle flow of air through and afford a good view of the foyer. Another guard, this time single, stood by the left doorframe, matching his uniform and weapon to those standing just outside the door. His presence indicated the occupation of the office inside by the Lady Thane herself, often busy among a stack of parchments or deeply engrossed in a book taken from the expansive shelves covering the wall directly behind her wide, mahogany desk. Two overstuffed armchairs had been set just before the desk in opposing angular positions, facing toward the even larger chair usually found holding its owner. The crest of the city of Primus Gaudeo proudly displayed itself just above the Thane’s head, standing stark against the coldness of the white marble walls. A thick rug warmed the feet below while two more tapestries of historic events graced the walls on either side of the doorway, adding to the grandeur and formality of the business office of the Thane of Primus Gaudeo.

The sitting area at the end of the entrance corridor had been decorated in a highly traditional manner, with all the furniture stuffed to the point of bursting underneath the tan leather covers. A few stained coffee tables offered a place of rest for stray glasses and cups, dotted here and there with accompanying chairs and couches. The entire back wall opened into expansive pieces of clear glass, affording a perfect view of the privately-enclosed courtyard in the very back of the Manor with two glassy doorways offering exit to the small goldfish-filled pool and gently-draping willow trees. Another arched doorway, this one lacking closing slabs, opened from the right of the sitting room into a much more expansive ballroom area. Dressed in pure, uncovered white marble, the ballroom floor had black marble criss-crossing each side of the room, forming a squared pattern along the bottom as it stretched from wall of windows to wall of windows. Three great chandeliers had been crafted out of the cleanest brass, requiring at least three servants or one mage to keep the numerous candles lit when the room was to be used. The light from the tiny flames magnified themselves through the hundreds of prism-shaped crystals hanging from the delicate curves, illuminating the entirety of the room in a flash of brilliance to bedazzle many a guest.

The back corner of the Manor had been reserved for the kitchens, dining areas, and servant quarters. Connected to the central sitting room, the main dining room was usually reserved for formal parties requiring a great deal of space for guests, as the wooden table and matching chairs were expansive and numerous. The more private dining room was directly off the kitchen, offering a table able to sit only eight and was typically used on a daily basis. Six rooms and two shared washrooms had been set aside for the servants’ use, although most of the household didn’t live in the Manor itself. Still, their presence could be felt at all times, although not always seen.

An expansive library edged the private dining room on the right side of the entrance foyer, the entirety of the room bordered with floor to ceiling walls of books and parchments. The collection was impressive, to say the least, but still didn’t rival that of a more public library. A few chairs and matching lamp tables were sprinkled throughout the room, often placed strategically near a few of the built-in ladders meant for easy retrieval of the higher placed tomes. A single thin window aimed out to the grassy side-yard of the Manor, offering the only natural sunlight allowed within the room of knowledge.

Upstairs, all private living quarters were kept away from the bustle of the downstairs, lending themselves to quiet peace and tranquility in which to dwell. Four guest bedrooms with shared washrooms between bordered the central hallway extending from the balcony stretching across the front foyer. Each bedroom had been dressed with a hand-carved four-poster bed, all bedecked in varying shades of satiny blues in sheets, pillows, and window shades. A matching dresser, armoire, and dressing table with mirror had been arranged in original positions in each bedroom, affording ease of comfort for any guests that might arrive and require its usage. Each room had been gifted a hand-carved armchair and specific tapestry or painting, all depicting various events throughout Primus Gaudeo’s long and illustrious history.

The room at the end of the hallway had been reserved for the Lady Thane’s private quarters, giving her a bit of sanctuary from the pressing responsibilities of her office. The front room just off the hallway had been converted into a private study of sorts, complete with a trio of bookshelves and a smaller replicate of her desk in the office downstairs. Pleasant windows overlooked the backyard of the Manor, allowing a bit of visual relaxation in the midst of the chaos of the parchments covering the desktop. A door just behind the desk opened into an even more removed sitting area, consisting of only a small couch, two matching chairs, and a bookshelf. A matchingly white marble fireplace warmed the room during the colder seasons and offered a bit of familiarity among the elegance of the stone. Few were admitted into the private sanctum of the sitting room, and even fewer into the actual bedchambers. The Thane’s own room had been decorated in similar blue hues from bed to curtains, although each piece of fabric shimmered with a translucent grey as well. Her own taste in art ran more to scenery of the natural world, from the seas in Eunesia to the mountains in far away Sheria, often granting her a vacation for the mind she was denied in real life.

Tiyribi Andares · January 31, 2005, 05:53 PM

The Delmah de Gre'as'anto in Arconis

Very few knew the tongue of the Dark Elves, and even fewer the separation between the language of the surface of Esh’lahier from the cave-dwelling Vysstichi. Thus the true name of the stately manor built near the home of the Serra-Kanes would have fallen on deaf ears to anyone but a child of the Pale Kindred. The Delmah del Gre’as’anto, however, was more popularly known by its Charismean title: The House of Peace. An even more popular name would be the home of the Lady Andares or perhaps the Lady Governor, but it didn’t quite follow with the theme Tiyribi had intended for her first home.

A small, rather indiscreet pathway had been drawn with dust against the greenery of the grass spanning to either side. Two lines of low-level brick wall separated the forward street from the interior yard before stretching up to seven feet at the sides as they angled back around the expanse of the Manor’s lands. The plain, cylindrical pillars flanking either side of the entrance stood as the only separation between exterior and interior, beckoning the approaching visitor to walk toward the house’s entrance.

Elderly trees still stood attention scattered about the front yard, all bedecked in the glory of their natural foliage. Along the bottom edge of the house a small, exact row of rosebushes had been planted to break the hard edge of the stone colliding with the dirt ground below. A few of the bushes held the last vestiges of their blossoms from their fertile burst before dying underneath the weight of the streaming sunbeams from above. Small angles of the leaves gathered around the corner of a few of the house’s windowsills, showing the interior of the estate with all the pride of its proper owner.

The dirt path curved around into a circle as it approached the front porch of the home, enclosing a small pond in its embrace. A single jut of pale cream stone extended from the center of the watery pool, gurgling up a thick spray of water droplets before allowing them to pour back down over its sides into its liquid brothers. Darkly-colored river rocks dressed the bottom of the pool, accentuating the floating lilies dancing in the water above. The echoes of the collision of water could be heard around the Manor in a gentle, soothing air, merely adding to the already idyllic attitude pervading the home.

The building itself had been constructed out of a deep red brick lined with its matching cream mortar, both of which had been toned down from their original vibrancy from the wear of time and weather. Cylindrical columns matching their simplistic partners flanking the front gate scattered about the outstretched front porch, holding up a wide overhead in their stance to offer a few vestiges of shade from the light in the skies above. Deep in their shadows, the front doorway cut into the home’s wall, itself framed by a colored window on all three sides.

Inside, the entrance foyer to the Manor was simplistic and almost rural, particularly in its colorings. The walls had been painted a deep, warm golden yellow, matching the tone of the natural light allowed inside by the skylight above. Mahogany railings curved down from an open second story to rest at the right side of the foyer’s expanse, balanced from the ground by matching stone pillars that bled onto its paired granite flooring. On either side, the foyer itself descended into two steps into a sunken sitting room on the left and an enclosed study to the right.

Following the style of the entrance foyer, the sitting room had been colored in a pale red-maroon from walls to window shades. A couch and its matching set of plush arm chairs had been arranged in a circular shape facing the fireplace opposite the foyer, usually kept ready with wood regardless of the season. Facing the outside, a trio of bay-shaped windows outstretched from the wall of the exterior building, allowing tall, floor-to-ceiling length views of the front yard to add both color and light to the room. The furnishings were not ornate by any standard, but rather relied on clean, angular lines to convey a sense of elegant simplicity rather than gaudiness.

Opposing the sitting room stretched a study separated from the entry foyer by an empty archway. Bookshelves covered with varying leather-bound annals and matching parchments stretched on three sides of the room, leaving the last side of the cubicle in a plate of glass facing the side yard of the Manor. A thick, worn couch stood toward the front end of the room sideways toward the angle of the beams of natural light, flanked by a pair of matching end tables on either side both bedecked with a brass lamp to enable late studying in its grasp.

Straight ahead of the entrance foyer underneath the spinning stairs stretched a wider open room, although this one had a lower ceiling due to the second story above. The stones composing the floor began to alternate light and dark in a square shape as it stretched to all four sides, each wall broken by a set or two of doorways leading to other parts of the home. Toward the right laid the formal dining room, pronounced by a large carefully-polished table and matching chairs. Just beyond stretched the kitchen, continually busied by every brightening work, and even further the servants’ quarters, composed of a handful of bedrooms and an accompanying washroom. Another smaller dining room graced the other side of the kitchen, kept even simpler than the rest of the accompanying home with its furnishings and size, obviously meant for private dining for the Manor’s owner when propriety wasn’t a necessity. One more doorway crossed the walled boundary from the last dining room into an even smaller version of the front sitting room, made cozy in its pale blue coloring and accompanying seats and tables, also arranged around a fireplace.

The last room of the lower floor was walled entirely in glass from the sloping ceiling to the outside walls, kept up only by strings of wooden beams through the translucent material. Matching wood had been crafted into boxes and shelves on every side of the room, lending their support for the pots and baskets of blossoming flowers kept on either side. A gentle, sweet fragrance wafted through the air from the conservatory, drifting into the rest of the home with tantalizing fingers. The magnified sunlight through the glass and the gentle care by its mortal inhabitants kept the collection of plants healthy despite the character of the weather outside, allowing one a refreshing look at Carmelya’s gift no matter the season.

Upstairs the Manor blended its simple look with one of domestication, indicating its purpose to offer a piece of privacy to its owners. The center hallway had been left open to a half-railing across the top of the open foyer below before turning toward the private bedchambers. Toward the right the wall had been jutted out and bent into another bow-shape, affording its placed couch with a perfect fit into the arms of the walls. Another small pair of arm chairs stood at attention on either side of their larger brother, each gifted with their own stained bookshelf behind.

Five guest bedrooms scattered themselves on either side of the hallway, each followed with their accompanying private washroom. The bed chambers had all been decorated in deep shades of sapphire blue and its accenting midnight grey, from the colors painted onto the stone of the walls to the gentle cloth canopies gracing the air above their matching sheets covering the bed. Each sleeping area was surrounded by a pair of night tables. A matching dresser covered one side of the room with a small oval mirror and dressing table. Blue-flowered porcelain washbowls were placed in every room, matching the set of water-holders left inside the washrooms themselves.

Toward the left side of the hallway, not quite in the center, a double-doorway spanned the wall in an arch-like fashion. Inside resided the Manor’s masterpiece: the bedchamber arranged for the master or mistress of the home. A wide four-poster bed exhibited carved mahogany pillars covered with gauzy silver fabric that shimmered different colors with the change of the angle of the light. Matchingly grey-blue sheets stretched below onto the bed itself, coordinating with the deep armchair resting in the corner of the expansive room. Large windows exhibited the side yard of the manor, although the branches of a particularly ancient tree covered a great deal of the threatening light from the outside.

A dark-stained dresser, table, and armoire stood along the walls in between the windows and draping curtains. Another open archway stretched into the private washroom connected to the bedroom while the opposing archway moved into yet another private sitting room. Stone had been cut into more alternating dark and light squares to dress the area around the fireplace opening and stretch into a hearth. The blue-grey tones were continued into this room through the cushions dressing the two-seater love seat and its own matching armchairs arranged throughout the room. Silver curtains hung against another large picture window before falling behind more shelves containing both oddities and annals of knowledge.

Tiyribi Andares · November 6, 2007, 12:11 PM

Financial Records

Cryaxtum, Summer, Era XIV PF.
+ 39,014 gc
+ 5,000 gc rents from Arconis, 1,000 gc/cycle
- 500 gc two NPC staff at manor in Arconis
- 1,000 gc 5th cycle of Cryaxtum, Adept Sorcery training in Ethgan'tor
-----------------------------
+ 42,514 gc

Aperitus, Summer, Era XIV PF.
+ 42,514 gc
+ 5,000 gc rents from Arconis, 1,000 gc/cycle
- 500 gc two NPC staff at manor in Arconis
- 500 gc lodging/board
------------------------------
+ 46,514 gc

Optia, Summer, Era XIV PF.
+ 46,514 gc
+ 5,000 gc rents from Arconis, 1,000 gc/cycle
- 500 gc two NPC staff at manor in Arconis
- 430 gc lodging/board
-130 gc Glass bowl from Chambre de Verre
- 10 gc Street butcher with Marrik
------------------------------