Zekris' S’kra History Lecture
*** S’kra
Topic: S’kra
When: Sunday, November 22nd at 9 PM EST
Where: Crossing Amphitheater
Who: Everyone is Invited
Speaker: Speaker is Adept Zekris Gumor, Speaker of Smolgan S’kra
[The Crossing Amphitheater, The Seating Area]
Stone benches and wooden seats form a semi-circle around a stage at the north end of this theater. Designed so even a whisper can be heard by all, this area is used for everything from town meetings to staged performances. You also see a speaker's list and a large stone archway.
Also in the room: Aloryc who is seated, Wysterien, Archemedi, Wayfarer Rekams who is seated, Tibbarr, Therath who is seated, Robsslar, Utlen who is seated, Dessya, Shraath who is seated, Magnews who is seated, Sir Schvartzgonif, Qurush, Maul who is seated, Jesh who is seated, Contagion, Phett who is seated, Kaaven, Kilan, Yaran, Arzalm, Defender Domenicia, Student Arlicht, Darkfrog who is seated, Mordriss who is seated, Ramsen, Mage Myranthia who is seated, Keough, Mentor Sneak, Snuke, Shasaze, Mercenary Shyla who is seated, Mercenary Tzaar who is seated, Wulfeye, Soluren, Brother Ashke, Journeywoman Obsidianna, Priest Greyangel who is seated, Student Rihaun, Suzie, Ixeles who is seated, Mentor Enchantria, Brute Dartani, Journeywoman Valeiria, Adept Zekris, Caretaker Wiyn, Valik, Shujie who is seated
Obvious exits: none.
Enchantria says, "I welcome all
of you to our mentor lecture tonight. The lecture is co-sponsored by the
Lorethew Mentor Society and Smolgan S’kra. It is our honor to have a
guest presenter from Smolgan S’kra, write and deliver the lecture. The
views of tonight's lecture might or might not reflect those of the
Enchantria's tail undulates passively.
Enchantria says, "Now with that
formality said, It is my distinct pleasure to introduce a wonderfully talented
S Kra
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria's tail undulates passively.
Enchantria says, "Zekris Gumor,
of Smolgan S’kra, will present a lecture entitled, “S’kra
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Zekris blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
Enchantria's tail casually rolls up and down.
Zekris says, "Too kind, too kind."
Zekris kindly says, "First I would like to thank you for coming, and commend your interest in our histories. I would also like to inform you that I have decided to speak in Gamgweth for the benefit of S’kra out of practice with our language, and for the members of other peoples that may be interested in our past."
Sneak furrows his brow.
Enchantria smiles at Sneak.
Zekris coyly asks, "Now, where to start? How about at the beginning?"
The tip of Zekris's tail makes lazy circles in the air.
Zekris says, "S’kra were created by Ushnish as deadly reptiles who's only purpose was to harass and frighten Humans."
Zekris rancidly says, "Ushnish
is the negative aspect of Hav'roth, the chief god of we S’kra
Zekris says, "These beasts, however, were not as the S’kra we know today. They were intelligent animals, bent on causing pain and death to Humanity. They were vicious and sometimes even ate the flesh of the enemies they defeated in battle. It was only through the grace and wisdom of Hav'roth and Peri'el that we became the race we are today."
Zekris enigmatically says, "Hav'roth is our Chief god, and Peri'el is his positive aspect. Peri'el, who's symbol is the king snake, is known throughout the lands as the goddess who lulls the World Dragon to sleep with her song. Hav'roth is the god of the spirit of rock and stone. It was he who created precious gems, and who calls his domain the desert. His symbol is the cobra."
Zekris emphatically says, "Hav'roth, looked upon the creatures, and saw their unfulfilled potential. He bestowed upon them the gifts of the mind. These are language, creativity, and magical talent. Meanwhile, Peri'el saw the cold, cruel acts they were guilty of and was saddened to tears. She granted them the gifts of the tail. love, pride, and honor. Thus our species was born from the ill intents of a dark god and perfected by Hav'roth and Peri'el, becoming the sixth of the seven people."
Zekris angles the tip of his tail toward the ground.
Zekris says, "About 2,140 years
before the "victory of Lanival," the Reign of the king Sarkhhl
Smo'neh, or Long Tail in Gamgweth, began. During this time our culture was
based on agriculture with a ruling class of warriors and mages. This is the
time when the nine S’kra clans were formed, as it was a practice to raid
nearby settlements for cattle and slaves. At this time, several clans fled the
Qi'Reshalia
Zekris says, "The fled clans
soon began raiding the mainland, the dwelling of the other peoples. After about
a year, they turned tail and began raiding the Qi'Reshalia
Zekris seems to be waiting for something.
Zekris hesitantly says, "Now I shall jump ahead about 240 years to the time when S’kra first encountered the Gor'tog (as we later came to call them). Our scholars marveled at the exemplary intelligence, for trolls, that they displayed. They bread rapidly, and were fairly strong. Within 80 years from the initial contact, we discovered the main breeding ground for this, what we considered an animal as did all peoples of the time, and captured them and brought them into our service."
Zekris's tail undulates in an agitated fashion.
Zekris guardedly says, "I know this is a sensitive issue, but you must attempt to look at it through the eyes of history. Enslaving the Gor'tog now would obviously be unthinkable, but at the time it would not have been frowned on any more than, say, a farmer capturing a Granite Gargoyle and using it to assist with farming tasks now."
Sneak chuckles to himself.
Sneak says, "Low brows."
Sneak smirks.
Zekris pokes Sneak in the ribs.
Enchantria just nudged Sneak.
Zekris matter-of-factly says, "Anyway, I digress. We did not worry about their lives because they breed quickly, and we did not worry about their dignity because, as I said, they were considered to be trolls of special intelligence, not a people. We selectively breed them for the traits most useful to us, since we ourselves lack them. These were strength, endurance, and physical hardiness. This process is the reason that they are renown for their strength to this day."
Sneak mutters cryptically to himself.
Zekris excitedly says, "With the assistance of the loyal, hard working 'Tog, our civilization progressed rapidly. No longer did we have to waist away our time with menial tasks. Such were better suited to our servants. No, we spent our time perfecting other arts such as sarhhtha (a beautiful dancing style), the elven art of fencing (which we soon mastered, and then developed our own variation which confounded the greatest elven masters), the art of herbal lore (used to create our renown poisons), and a new type of asymmetric art which enjoyed a brief popularity with other peoples. Our culture was at an all time high."
[The Crossing Amphitheater, The Seating Area]
Stone benches and wooden seats form a semi-circle around a stage at the north end of this theater. Designed so even a whisper can be heard by all, this area is used for everything from town meetings to staged performances. You also see a speaker's list and a large stone archway.
Also in the room: Peddler Bagsodoks, Ramsen, Mage Roulem, Gladiator Temperion, Grunt Chane who is seated, Aloryc who is seated, Wysterien, Archemedi, Wayfarer Rekams who is seated, Tibbarr, Therath who is seated, Robsslar, Utlen who is seated, Dessya, Shraath who is seated, Magnews who is seated, Sir Schvartzgonif, Qurush, Maul who is seated, Jesh who is seated, Contagion, Phett who is seated, Kaaven, Kilan, Yaran, Arzalm, Defender Domenicia, Student Arlicht, Darkfrog who is seated, Mordriss who is seated, Mage Myranthia who is seated, Keough, Mentor Sneak, Snuke, Shasaze, Mercenary Shyla who is seated, Mercenary Tzaar who is seated, Wulfeye, Soluren, Brother Ashke, Journeywoman Obsidianna, Priest Greyangel who is seated, Student Rihaun, Suzie, Ixeles who is seated, Mentor Enchantria, Brute Dartani, Journeywoman Valeiria, Adept Zekris, Caretaker Wiyn, Valik, Shujie who is seated
Obvious exits: none.
Zekris harshly says, "Then came the great winter."
Zekris hauntingly says, "Over 700 years after our golden age began with the enslaving of the Gor'tog, our culture was decimated by an ungodly winter. To conserve their stores of food, the mainland S’kra were forced to release the 'Togs to find their own destiny. The 'Togs on the Qi'Reshalia islands, however, remained captive. This horrible blot on our history decimated our population. We, as reptiles, are especially susceptible to cold, and we could not stand up to such a harsh season. In the end, however, it did subside, but only after starvation and cold killed a large portion of our people."
Zekris shakes his head.
Enchantria frowns.
Zekris says, "Three years after the winter had begun, we were bribed by the Elves to join their side in the "Elven Human War." In this, I speak of the mainland S’kra. The S’kra on the Qi'Reshalia islands stayed out of the war but to supply the mainland with weapons. Decimated by that winter, not one of the mainland clans hesitated to take Keirnion's coins."
Sneak smiles slightly to himself.
Zekris smugly says, "With our mages, the Elven side possessed magic unmatched, and our potent poisons tipped their arrows, assuring quick death for any brave or stupid enough to find themselves on the receiving end of one of their skilled marksmen's shots. Years past, and our inventing mages discovered new powerful attack magic that blew holes in the human lines."
Zekris says, "Within a few short years, our mages developed, "The Spell." This magic was so devastating that it was sure to destroy a large portion of the Human army in a single cast. Unfortunately, as human lore has it, the Guardians intervened and threatened to stop the spell from being cast. According to human legend, a Crazy mage cursed the power of the guardians and decided to cast the spell anyway, resulting in the incineration of everyone within a quarter mile radius, including the entire Wind Clan."
Zekris wryly says, "Of course, the other, and more rational, explanation is that the Wind Clan actually was lost in a massive avalanche caused by Human forces. Believe what you will, however, the Wind Clan was indeed lost. It was at this point that we backed out of the war. The loss of an entire clan was far too costly for the limited coin we had received."
The tip of Zekris's tail makes lazy circles in the air.
Zekris wistfully says, "The S’kra king then established Sraan Mehath, The Wind Clan, as the place dead heroes go to join the legendary king Sarkhhl himself. It is the ultimate aspiration of all heroes to fight along side that great king."
Zekris smiles as he gazes off into the distance for a moment.
Zekris's tail undulates passively.
Zekris says, "With the ending of the Elven Human war, a council of races was formed with led to the groundwork for the Empire of the Seven Pointed star, the points obviously signifying each race. It was at this point that Gor'togs became recognized as a true people."
Sneak mutters cryptically to himself.
Zekris darkly says, "Almost 200 years after the destruction of the Wind Clan, Qi'Reshalia was completely conquered by the Empire, and forced to join it, and to release their Gor'tog workers the following year. We, the S’kra, did not fit in well with the framework of the empire, and we were not sorry to see if fall. None the less, Qi'Reshalia largely stayed out of the ensuing conflict between Tiero and Lanival for world domination which, as we all know, Lanival won."
Zekris says, "235 years before the new calendar was established, almost 600 years after Qi'Reshalia was conquered, Lanival "gave" the "province" of Qi'Reshalia to the S’kra people. We mostly ignored his arrogance, as the land had been ours to begin with. Soon the wealthiest of the resident merchants, and the remains of the emperical army revived the Council of Advisors and ruled Qi'Reshalia."
Zekris seems to be waiting for something.
Zekris slowly says, "About 15 years later, the first Dragon Priests appeared. Led by Sh'Kial, they were a harmless group dedicated to peaceful worship of the World Dragon under the impression that, if not appeased, it would rise and destroy the world. It was twisted, yes, but in no way evil... that happened later."
Zekris angrily exclaims, "Ten years later, to be exact. Sh'Kial's chief student, Dzree, that SMOZH WRETCH...!"
Zekris's tail slaps angrily at the ground!
Sneak grumbles at Zekris.
Zekris clears his throat.
Zekris glances at Sneak.
Zekris blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
Sneak folds his arms across his chest.
Zekris says, "...murdered Sh'Kial and took control of the Dragon Priests. Thus the dark rain of the Priests began. Dzree had branded Sh'Kial a heretic when he had tried to speak out against the atrocious offering of Human sacrifices to the World Dragon, and now he was dead, stabbed in the back as he bent down to view a babe."
Zekris edges away from Sneak.
Zekris says, "Soon, under
Dzree, the Dragon Priests began raiding mountain villages. Six years later,
Corik made his historic advance in an attempt to save the Elven and Elothian
city of
Zekris says, "With Shard under
their control, Dzree and her Priests began construction of the Dark Hand, which
would be their main stronghold, cursed forever by Dzree's dark magic. It was
here that they began... sacrificing the 6 other races and attempting to
"purify" the S’kra and Gor'Tog race (resulting in the Adan'f).
Soon, the dark Priests began advancing on the
Zekris sadly says, "Neithrel of the Bards guild became Dzree's main enemy. It was at this time that Dzree determined that all knowledge of the Bardic profession must be purged from the land forever. Thus was the beginning of the bardic genocide."
Zekris sighs.
Zekris says, "Also, at this
time, Nithrel was captured, and the first attack on The Crossing occured.
Meanwhile, Priests were busy converting S’kra in the Qi'Reshalia
Zekris haggardly says, "To make a long, gruesome story short: Over the next 30 years, the Dragon Priests conquered most of presently inhabited Elanthia, making life a living nightmare for all peoples but S’kra. Dzree ruled by fear, killing anyone whom she thought might have a chance at winning her throne. Two years before Neithrel's final victory over the Dragon Priests (Attributed to Lanival by some strange stretch of Human logic), a great mage named Sithsia appeared to Dzree and prophesied that, within a year, she would be dead by the hand of a warrior who would destroy her and her empire. That warrior was fear."
(Enchantria listens intently to Zekris and seems in deep thought, her tail gently moving up and down casually)
Shyla whispers to herself.
Zekris says, "Dzree spend the last year of her fading life fortified in her stronghold, killing anyone and everyone who she thought, in her madness, could be her assassin. Exactly one year after the prophesy, a messenger came to deliver a letter. In her madness, Dzree used her last ounce of strength to strike him dead. Her frail body, however, could not accommodate the exertion, and her heart failed her. Thus, she was struck dead by her own mad paranoia."
Zekris says, "Because she had been so careful to have killed every logical successor to her throne, her empire was thrown into turmoil as it split into factions backing their choice for her successor. The combatants weakened their armies and destroyed each other until the day the new calendar began, the day that Neithrel rose again to defeat the last remnants of the Dragon Priest empire, ushering in the "present days" of Elanthian history."
Zekris cheerfully says, "It soon came to pass that most of the ranks of the Dragon Priests fell, and by the year 22, the last of the factions was conquered in Qi'Reshalia, and the merchant class which rules to this day came to power."
Zekris calmly says, "This is where I will stop, for recent history seems, now, to be mixed and without clear direction. A mishmash of facts and names with no real way to quantify it. I am sure one day history will look back on this time and describe it in a paragraph, but for now it is better that you discover it yourself. I hope I have succeeded in teaching you something, and I hope that you have enjoyed learning it. Now, I would like to ask if there are any questions about S’kra history or S’kra in general."
Zekris's tail casually rolls up and down.
Zekris nods to Enchantria.
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria curtsies to Zekris.
Sneak gazes at his fingernails.
Enchantria says, "Wow that was a lot of history to absorb and think about"
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria says, "I will Open the list for Questions at this time and Zekris thank you"
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Zekris says, "Don't whisper to me... she'll open the list"
Zekris grins.
Enchantria just opened the speaker's list.
Shasaze adds her name to the speaker's list.
Yaran adds her name to the speaker's list.
Shujie adds his name to the speaker's list.
Contagion adds his name to the speaker's list.
Myranthia adds her name to the speaker's list.
Zekris says, "You're welcome."
Zekris smiles.
Enchantria says, "Please join the list"
Enchantria smiles.
Snuke adds his name to the speaker's list.
Bagsodoks adds his name to the speaker's list.
Ashke adds his name to the speaker's list.
Wiyn adds her name to the speaker's list.
Enchantria says, "Please have your questions ready when it is your turn. Please limit to 2 questions. It helps move things along."
Enchantria beams!
Chane adds his name to the speaker's list.
Kilan adds his name to the speaker's list.
Enchantria says, "Whisper to me or nod when you are finished asking your question"
Enchantria says, "Ok I am closing the list"
Enchantria says, "anyone not get on it or had a problem whisper to me"
Enchantria smiles.
Tzaar adds his name to the speaker's list.
Enchantria just closed the speaker's list.
Enchantria says, "Habnoji left so next "
Zekris says, "The question period will be considered OOC, so you can ask anything."
Enchantria says, "Wow ok several left might have a force making some leave"
Zekris frowns.
Wiyn removes her name from the speaker's list.
Myranthia is next.
Kilan removes his name from the speaker's list.
Enchantria says, "Ok Myranthia but I will check if the first 4 return"
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Myranthia and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before her.
Enchantria curtsies to Myranthia.
Enchantria smiles.
Myranthia asks, "Well... back in the books on Gor'tog history, they talk about the Gor'togs rebelling and "spiking" a S’kra Mur taskmaster after using him for a Tog'ball... do you know you know when and where that happened? Plus how it fits into the story you just told us?"
Myranthia says, "'Oh btw... excellent tale... especially enjoyed hearing of them telling the truth in history for once.. i.e. a women ruling all..."
Enchantria smiles at Myranthia.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Zekris pants.
Zekris smiles at Enchantria.
Yaran removes her name from the speaker's list.
Zekris says, "Alright, that book is nonsense. It was written by a Gor'Tog I know recently. For one thing, swinging a S’kra by the tail would cause the tail to snap off.."
Zekris winces.
Zekris says, "And for another, the 'Togs never rebelled, they were quite loyal and content until the Dwarves taught them pride."
Zekris says, "And as for a Woman ruling everything..."
Sneak says, ".....Smahsh."
Zekris says, "S’kra aren't bias that way."
Zekris smiles.
Sneak grumbles.
Zekris nods to Sneak.
Zekris says, "That's the author"
Zekris says, "For example, in a S’kra marriage, the head of the household is whomever has the higher social standing."
Zekris says, "Gender aside."
Zekris smiles.
Zekris nods to Enchantria.
Sneak says, "A low brow writing a book. "
Sneak smirks.
Bravola been dead a bit now?"
Zekris chortles softly at some secret joke.
Zekris pokes Sneak in the ribs.
Enchantria smiles.
Zekris smiles.
Zekris says, "I'm done."
Zekris grins.
Enchantria asks, "Did anyone return who left?"
Sneak furrows his brow.
Myranthia removes her name from the speaker's list.
Shasaze is next.
Enchantria says, "Ok Shasaze"
Enchantria smiles at Shasaze.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Shasaze and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before her.
Shasaze hisses, "Thanksss. I ssseem to have lossst sssome of my information, but could you talk more about the presssent day SsS’kra culture?"
Enchantria curtsies to Shasaze.
Shasaze curtsies to Enchantria.
Shasaze nods to Enchantria.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Zekris nods to Shasaze.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Zekris says, "He asked me about the Ru'at."
Zekris says, "In whispers."
Zekris grins.
Zekris says, "She"
Zekris appears to be poking himself.
Enchantria grins at Zekris.
Zekris says, "A S’kra is very careful where they place their trust."
Zekris nods to Roulem.
Zekris says, "One may never know whether a S’kra is truly their friend, or only trying to get something from them."
Zekris grins.
Zekris says, "Thus, the Ru'at is one's most trusted group of friends and allies."
Zekris says, "Most S’kra would trust their lives to any member of their ru'at without blinking."
Zekris peers quizzically at Darkfrog.
Enchantria's tail undulates passively.
Chane removes his name from the speaker's list.
Zekris asks, "Any other questions on present culture?"
Zekris nods.
Shujie is next.
Enchantria says, "Shujie"
Enchantria curtsies to Shujie.
Enchantria smiles at Shujie.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Shujie and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Shujie bows.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Enchantria smiles at Vengtor.
Shujie hisses, "I would asss well like to commend you on your ssspeaking ssskillsss, but my quessstion liesss in the possssssibility of clansss do they ssstill exsshissst in partsss of Elanthia? I have nae heard of any of them before now."
Shujie nods to Enchantria.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Zekris says, "Answering a previous question... There is no specific ritual that I know of... as far as I know you just choose. No information on that has been released to my knowledge. As to knowing, you'd probably have to grow to trust them implicitly before asking them if they did so to you. Again, though, it hasn't specifically been said so this is conjecture."
Zekris nods to Shujie.
Zekris says, "Yes, they still exist...."
Zekris says, "We just can't get to them at present"
Zekris grins.
Zekris asks, "Would you like to hear about each one?"
Enchantria's tail undulates passively.
Zekris nods.
Zekris says, "Just a moment..."
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Shujie and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Shujie ponders.
Enchantria grins at Shujie.
Guardian's"
Shujie sticks his tongue out at Enchantria.
Shujie hisses, "Yesss i would like to hear about each clan."
Shujie grins.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Enchantria smiles.
Zekris grins.
Enchantria grins at Zekris.
Zekris says, "Oh, and if you said I did well, thanks! I heard you, I'm just scrambling."
Zekris grins.
Zekris says, "He whispered."
Zekris grins at Enchantria.
Zekris says, "Sraan Indakar/Thunder Clan -- a large clan from the desert/badlands, has a reputation as a wild bunch, but they're settled and only occasionally raid their neighbors. ;)"
Zekris says, "Sraan Mhhg/Serpent Clan -- very involved in inter-provincial commerce and politics, a rich, respected, dignified clan. "
Enchantria smiles.
Zekris says, "Sraan Irhhnth/Scorpion Clan -- a smaller, poorer clan today, but took the lead in the S’kra role way back in the Elven-Human war and is still one of the more prideful clans. "
Zekris says, "Sraan Smolg/Tail Clan -- paladins, champions, heroes, star athletes, the very best craftsmen and bards -- very exclusive, their children are exiled from the clan if they don't have what it takes. "
Zekris says, "Sraan Arna/
Zekris says, "Sraan Rasha/Flower Clan -- a nomadic clan, they're very laid-back, completely uninvolved in politics and unconcerned with money as long as they have what they need for their wandering lifestyle. Well-suited to bards and rangers "
Zekris says, "Sraan Malk/Gold Clan -- a mountain clan. Miners, traders, craftsmen, mercenaries. Quite the opposite of Sraan Rasha ;)"
Zekris says, "Sraan T'Lar/Drum Clan -- the larger part of the clan abides in the jungles well to the south of Ilithi, and produces exotic medicines and poisons as well as vicious warriors. Some of them left centuries ago to become desert nomads/traders/raiders, rumored to be slavers even today. "
Zekris says, "Sraan Mehath/Wind
Clan -- the honored dead heroes of the S’kra
Zekris says, "There you are."
Zekris smiles.
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria says, "Thank you"
Contagion is next.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Contagion and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Contagion asks, "Is it possible for us to...mate...with the mammalian races? We are different species and all, so I would imagine we can't, but from what I've seen around here, people at least seem to think they can...also, whether mating is possible or not, what does S’kra society think about interracial relationships in general? On a side note, which came first, the S’kra or the egg?"
Enchantria curtsies to Contagion.
Contagion nods.
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Zekris laughs!
Zekris exclaims, "The S’kra!"
Zekris says, "We don't lay eggs."
Zekris smiles.
Zekris says, "Now, you're question..."
Enchantria smiles at Vengtor.
Enchantria grins.
Zekris says, "No, it's not possible. I won't go into specifics for... obvious reasons, but if you'd like to learn about that sort of thing, Shalnhh's advice was to check out a book on lizard mating... that said..."
Enchantria mischievously says, "'Or where there is a will there is a way"
Enchantria ducks her head.
Enchantria cowers away from Zekris!
Enchantria chuckles.
Zekris asks, "S’kra do not have the 'external features' that define mammals, and, thus, can't mate with them. They are also genetically incompatible with mammals (you don't see any lizard mice running around do you?)"
Zekris pokes Enchantria in the ribs.
Enchantria grins like an idiot.
Enchantria smiles.
Sneak darkly says, "Life finds a way."
Zekris says, "Don't mind her, she's silly."
Enchantria grins at Sneak.
Enchantria nods to Sneak.
Zekris says, "Finally, S’kra generally think of interracial relationships as disgusting."
Enchantria grins at Zekris.
Zekris nods to Enchantria.
Cleric Guild!"
Enchantria ponders.
Enchantria grins.
Zekris says, "Well, inter-species relationships."
Zekris says, "race would mean a sub-member of the same species"
Zekris ponders.
Sneak painfully says, "Too bad I'm one who always ends life."
Zekris pats Sneak on the back.
Enchantria says, "Sorry, some Togs are too cute to resist."
Enchantria cowers away from Zekris!
(Enchantria concentrates on being quiet now)
Enchantria grins.
Zekris clears his throat.
Enchantria blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
(Enchantria looks innocently at Zekris)
Zekris says, "Ahh, Adan'f were enhanced S’kra and 'Togs. But there are still two distinct types. They were altered with magic."
Zekris says, "You can tell which if you look at them."
Zekris nods to Enchantria.
Zekris says, "Done."
Zekris grins.
Enchantria chuckles.
Snuke is next.
Enchantria says, "Snuke you are next up"
Enchantria curtsies to Snuke.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Snuke and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Snuke asks, "I am confused about clans, I must choice one?"
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Zekris nods.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Zekris says, "You don't have to choose one..."
Zekris says, "Remember, the Clans are only the mainland S’kra."
Snuke says, "What clan are you?"
Zekris says, "I'm not."
Zekris grins.
Enchantria grins.
Bagsodoks is next.
Enchantria says, "Bagsodoks you are up next"
Enchantria grins.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Bagsodoks and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Bagsodoks hisses, "Thanksss for your lecture--mossst imformative--I would like to know if there are any plansss on reviving the clansss from which we sssprang--particularly the Sssraan Mhhg and alssso the hidden clan of Ussshnisssh?"
The tip of Bagsodoks's tail makes lazy circles in the air.
Bagsodoks stands proudly, his tail resting firmly on the ground.
Enchantria's tail undulates passively.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Zekris grins.
Zekris says, "Well, I'm not a GM, but I assume all the places described in books will someday come about..."
Zekris says, "Consequently..."
Zekris says, "P4 is Qi'Reshalia."
Zekris smiles.
Zekris nods to Enchantria.
Zekris says, "That's Province 4."
Zekris grins.
Enchantria says, "Yeppers I have no idea what the Gods have planned."
Enchantria grins.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Ashke is next.
Enchantria says, "Ashke you are next up"
Enchantria curtsies to Ashke.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Ashke and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Enchantria smiles at Ashke.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Ashke bows to Enchantria.
Ashke says, "I would like to ask about S’kra marriage customs. And such things as which sex bears the young? And will there be any collection of the S’kra language forthcoming? I would like to be able to speak more of it than what is in What Every Trader Should Know."
Ashke nods to Enchantria.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Zekris nods.
Enchantria grins at Zekris.
Enchantria folds her arms across her chest.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Zekris edges away from Enchantria.
Zekris says, "The female...."
Enchantria chuckles.
Zekris ducks his head.
Zekris says, "Kidding."
Enchantria grins.
Zekris says, "The female has the young, but I assume the non-head of the house hole rears it."
Zekris says, "S’kra babies are born live."
Zekris says, "As I said earlier, the head of the household is the person with higher social standing."
Zekris says, "The other person joins that person’s clan in marriage."
Zekris says, "That's all we currently know about marriage customs..."
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Tzaar is next.
Zekris says, "About language, the Language Guru has been kind enough to let us have the wonderful Tail verb."
Zekris says, "Wait."
Enchantria blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
Enchantria nods to Zekris.
Zekris grins.
Enchantria's tail undulates passively.
Zekris says, "I've asked about ceremonies, and gotten the "we have things in the works and will tell you someday (maybe)" response."
Zekris grins.
Zekris says, "All the information I have about S’kra is available in the Smolgan S’kra site. http://home.earthlink.net/~zoshi/"
Zekris grins at Ashke.
Zekris says, "As for other words, you'll notice that the clan names are available... there are also words in other books here and there... I have a list on that site."
Sneak yawns expansively.
Zekris says, "NOW."
Zekris nods to Enchantria.
Zekris pats Sneak on the back.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Tzaar and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Enchantria says, "You are up."
(Tzaar yells loudly from the very back of the Amphitheatre, "Shyla and I back here were wondering if you could inform us about any existing S’kra courting rituals. Thanks!".)
Enchantria curtsies to Tzaar.
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria laughs!
Enchantria blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
Tzaar snuggles up to Shyla.
Enchantria chuckles.
(Enchantria shines a light to the back of the amphitheater right onto Tzaar and Shyla)
Enchantria grins like an idiot.
Tzaar glances at Enchantria.
Tzaar blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
(Enchantria turns off her light.)
Enchantria chuckles.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Sneak asks, "Is that all people have questions about? Mating and courting?"
Enchantria appears to be listening intently for something.
Zekris says, "Um."
Zekris grins.
Enchantria nods to Sneak.
Zekris nods to Sneak.
Enchantria beams at Sneak!
Zekris grins at Enchantria.
Enchantria chuckles.
Enchantria beams at Vengtor!
Zekris says, "Well..."
Enchantria beams at Zekris!
Enchantria grins.
Sneak grumbles.
Enchantria's tail undulates passively.
Enchantria's tail casually rolls up and down.
Zekris says, "That's between you and your beloved, I think. I don't know about any in particular other than the mating itself. Nothing has been said about it."
Zekris says, "Oh..."
Zekris says, "You can chirr"
Zekris makes a chirring noise in the back of his throat.
Zekris says, "or bear your fangs"
Zekris grins.
Zekris says, "or do this..."
Zekris makes a dry clucking noise in the back of his throat.
Zekris babbles incoherently.
Zekris blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
Enchantria blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria says, "I better be quiet on my comments about courtship."
Enchantria chortles softly at some secret joke.
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria grins like an idiot.
Zekris nods to Enchantria.
Zekris folds his arms across his chest.
Enchantria says, "There are a few of you who left when you didn't want to or didn't make it on the list."
Enchantria says, "So I am adding you."
Enchantria says, "Roulem"
Enchantria smiles at Roulem.
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Roulem and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Enchantria says, "Then Rekams after."
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria curtsies to Roulem.
Roulem loudly says, "I would like to say that you have spoken quite well and thank goodness...on your part...that I'm the last one. I would like to ask you what S’kras are most often thought of...like thieves or more along the mage and traders...And off-note I would like to know about any special actions that Skra can preform...if you haven't already told us them."
Roulem says, "Nevermind I'm not the last one."
Enchantria asks, "Ok how about Rekams?"
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Rekams and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Enchantria smiles.
Rekams asks, "Yes, I would like to know if we still possess the skills for making poison?"
Enchantria points a speaker's staff at Zekris and the usher moves over and holds the voice scepter before him.
Zekris says, "Hmm, I'll answer both, let me read them."
Tzaar stops teaching.
Zekris says, "Okay, I can do these."
Zekris grins.
Zekris exclaims, "Frist off, Thanks!"
Zekris says, "Second, there is a section called "why we are hated" in the S’kra book in the library which makes us seem sneaky..."
Zekris says, "And in the elven human war book, it mentions our great mages and poison...."
Zekris says, "And the timeline mentions a ruling class of warriors and mages..."
Zekris says, "So... I believe you have your answer."
Zekris grins.
Zekris says, "Special actions."
Zekris says, "CHIRR, PURR, SNARL <self, HISS, HISS AT <person/thing>..."
Zekris says, "HISS <message>, TAIL <action>"
Zekris ponders.
Zekris says, "FLIRT <self>"
Sneak says, "....hiss at yourself."
Zekris nods to Sneak.
Zekris nods to Thrackon.
Zekris hisses in frustration.
Zekris asks, "any I missed?"
Zekris smiles.
Enchantria smiles.
Enchantria ponders.
Zekris says, "Anyway, as to poisons. Our artisans still know how to make them but we, as players, can't."
Zekris rubs his scalp in agitation.
Zekris nods.
Enchantria beams!
Enchantria's tail casually rolls up and down.
Sneak folds his arms across his chest.
Enchantria beams!
Zekris says, "Anyone without hair can PULL <self> to do that."
A fat, strange smelling Elothean man runs in and mumbles something to Sryne before darting off.
Sneak says, "So naive."
Zekris says, "Someone says you can try to brush a S’kra... but I've never done that."
Zekris grins.
Sryne rubs his scalp in agitation.
Darkfrog rubs his scalp in agitation.
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Wiyn puts her brush in her medicine pouch.
Wiyn gets a yellow hair brush from inside her medicine pouch.
Enchantria says, "thank you Zekris"
Zekris grins at Sneak.
Enchantria lets out a hearty cheer for Zekris!
Enchantria applauds.
Enchantria smiles.
Wiyn rubs Zekris's scalp.
You applaud.
You smile.
Vengtor rubs his scalp in agitation.
Vengtor chuckles.
Zekris says, "That's true.... HISS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"
Vengtor leans on Enchantria.
Sryne appears to be listening intently for something.
Enchantria says, "I do appreciate everyone here and your presentation"
Shasaze beams!
Zekris hisses, "sss"
Enchantria beams at Zekris!
Bagsodoks makes a chirring noise in the back of his throat.
Zekris ponders.
Enchantria curtsies to Zekris.
Shasaze curtsies to Zekris.
Zekris beams!
Zekris says, "Thank you all for coming."
Zekris makes a hoarse coughing noise.
Enchantria applauds.
Enchantria applauds.
Shasaze's tail casually rolls up and down.
Enchantria just hugged Zekris.
Zekris says, "Ahh, hiss a capital S."
Shasaze applauds.
Schvartzgonif begins to lecture Bagsodoks on the proper use of the light crossbow skill.
Roulem slings an Elothean silverwillow crossbow off from over his shoulder.
Enchantria smiles.
Darkfrog says, "darkfrog"
Bagsodoks begins to listen to Schvartzgonif teach the light crossbow skill.
Sryne slings an Elothean silverwillow crossbow off from over his shoulder.
Bagsodoks makes a chirring noise in the back of his throat.
Darkfrog snorts.
Bagsodoks stands proudly, his tail resting firmly on the ground.
Zekris smiles at Enchantria.
Wiyn says, "Sally Sells sea shells by the sea shore."
Aric makes a dry clucking noise in the back of his throat.
Roulem holds hands with Sryne.
Wulfeye's tail undulates in an agitated fashion.
Enchantria says, "Very well done."
Schvartzgonif puts his crossbow in his traveler's pack.
Wiyn says, "Hiss that 3 times fast."
Enchantria beams at Zekris!
Shasaze rubs her scalp in agitation.
Enchantria smiles.
Schvartzgonif hisses.
Aric rubs his scalp in agitation.
Schvartzgonif hisses.
Schvartzgonif hisses.
Schvartzgonif hisses.
Shasaze shakes her head at Wiyn.
Wiyn snickers.
Zekris asks, "How'd I do?"
Shasaze nods.
Darkfrog says, "at dakrkfrog"
Tzaar makes a hoarse coughing noise.
Zekris peers quizzically at Enchantria.
Aric says, "aric"
Arlicht chuckles.
Darkfrog chuckles.
Schvartzgonif hisses, "xssxss"
Arlicht waves.
Thrackon pats Zekris on the back.
Enchantria says, "Good job."
Darkfrog hisses in frustration.
Enchantria says, "Thanks."
Schvartzgonif hisses, "xss"
Enchantria smiles at Zekris.
Zekris lets out a hearty cheer for Darkfrog!
Thrackon says, "Nice lecture, even though I missed most of it.."
Aric lashes his tail in agitation.
Thrackon blushes a splotchy, mottled color.
Schvartzgonif makes a hoarse coughing noise.
Zekris says, "Thanks."
Zekris smiles.
Enchantria grins at Thrackon.