The Knighting of Dame Aislynn

[Andreas]

Sculpture garden
N-Painting galler E-Sculpture garde S-Sculpture garde W-Flower garden
This part of the garden is more spread out than the others. There are fewer
plants here, save one large leafy tree in the middle of the area. Under the
tree is a wrought iron bench with wooden planks for seating. On the other
side of the tree there is a small swing made of white rope and a plank of
wood. Likely couples come here to share a private moment together. To the
north, a large and graceful arch makes way to an indoor painting gallery.
Just outside this archway is a small potted flower.
The sky is sultry and a cool northern breeze blows.
A series of marble sculptures are in the garden here. (perfect)
A priestess of Sune stands here
A priestess of Sune stands here
A priestess of Sune stands here
A Heartwarder of Sune is here
Aislynn is standing here.
Harroghty is standing here.
Aoife is standing here.
A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human is placed near the archway inconspicuously.
Aziza is standing here.
A burly half-ogre porter stands here politely.
Skylar is standing here.
(Translucent) Valeria is standing here.
An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar is standing here.
A strapping, steely-eyed male human is standing here.
Galeena is standing here.
A thick, dark haired female aasimar is standing here.
Aurora is standing here.
Aramil is standing here.
Tena is standing here.
Areia is standing here.

Halim, a half-ogre porter puts a phantom cigar curling with electrified smoke in a pocketed long coat stitched with a motif of winged serpents.

Aramil walks north.
Tena walks north.
You hear the sound of footsteps from the north.
You hear the sound of footsteps from the north.
Aurore walks in from the south.

Meena walks in from the south.

Aramil walks in from the north.
Tena walks in from the north.
You overhear a snippet of conversation - but the only words you can clearly make out are 'the dashing Sir Harroghty'
Areia looks at Halim, a half-ogre porter.

Aziza looks at Harroghty.

Skylar pats Halim, a half-ogre porter on his back.

The priestesses sing softly in a wordless chorus of sweet voices.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the south.
You hear the sound of footsteps from the south.

Alinor walks in from the south.
Katheryn walks in from the south.

Aurore quietly smiles warmly at Aislynn.

An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar looks at a Heartwarder of Sune.

Areia pats Halim, a half-ogre porter on the shoulder once as she passes, taking up a lean light against her staff to look over the assembly of clergy and Aislynn.

Areia looks at Aislynn.

Katheryn looks at Aislynn.

Aislynn flashes Aurore a smile all her own.

Aramil looks at Aislynn.

An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar looks at Aislynn.

A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human looks at Aislynn.

It starts to rain.

Valeria looks at A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human.

A strapping, steely-eyed male human looks at Aislynn.

Aurore giggles a bit and blushes, but remains quiet in the large crowd.

The priestesses sing softly in a wordless chorus of sweet voices.

A Heartwarder of Sune holds up a hand and the song ceases.

Katheryn gives Aislynn a warm smile and inclines her head politely, attention turning to a Heartwarder of Sune at the songs silence.

Aramil makes his way through the crowd to pick up a stand at its frontline.

You hear the soft sound of laughter nearby.

a delicate silvery chain with a heart-shaped brightstone glows briefly as Valeria activates it.

Meena smiles softly as she watches everything.

Sculpture garden
N-Painting galler E-Sculpture garde S-Sculpture garde W-Flower garden
This part of the garden is more spread out than the others. There are fewer
plants here, save one large leafy tree in the middle of the area. Under the
tree is a wrought iron bench with wooden planks for seating. On the other
side of the tree there is a small swing made of white rope and a plank of
wood. Likely couples come here to share a private moment together. To the
north, a large and graceful arch makes way to an indoor painting gallery.
Just outside this archway is a small potted flower.
The sky is rainy and a cool northern breeze blows.
A series of marble sculptures are in the garden here. (perfect)
A priestess of Sune stands here
A priestess of Sune stands here
A priestess of Sune stands here
A Heartwarder of Sune is here
Aislynn is standing here.
Harroghty is standing here.
Aoife is standing here.
A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human is placed near the archway inconspicuously.
Aziza is standing here.
A burly half-ogre porter stands here politely.
Skylar is standing here.
(Translucent) Valeria is standing here.
An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar is standing here.
A strapping, steely-eyed male human is standing here.
Galeena is standing here.
A thick, dark haired female aasimar is standing here.
Aurora is standing here.
Areia is leaned against an ash staff crowned by bleak flame.
Aurore is standing here.
Meena is standing here.
Aramil is standing here.
Tena is standing here.
Alinor is standing here.
Katheryn is standing here.

Tena keeps by Aramil's side, watching on in silence.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the east.

Brye walks in from the east.

Areia looks at A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human.

Andreas stands attentively but near the back, easily able to see over pretty much everyone.

A Heartwarder of Sune says 'Candidates for knighthood, declare yourselves.'

Skylar smiles.

Skylar looks at Aislynn.

Valeria gives Brye a quick wave and beckons him closer.

Meena looks at Brye.

A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human looks at Brye.

Meena smiles at Brye.

Skylar looks at Aoife.

Brye arrives quietly, he spots Valeria's wave, and makes his way over to Valeria with a smile.

Alinor smiles towards Aislynn as he takes up a position to one side so he won't block anyone's view and clasps his hands together behind his back.

Brye bows his head to Meena, and grins.

Areia dips her chin briefly toward Brye, then her regard shifts back to settle over Aislynn.

Alinor looks at Aislynn.

Aislynn replies in her melodic tone, 'I, Aislynn Miande of Sune, am present.'.

Brye bows his head to Areia, and smiles.

A Heartwarder of Sune beckons Aislynn. 'Squire Aislynn, come and kneel.'.

Harroghty's eyes dart across the crowd before returning to Aislynn and a Heartwarder of Sune.

Brye folds his hands together behind his back, his gaze going to Aislynn and a Heartwarder of Sune.

Skylar looks at a Heartwarder of Sune.

A strapping, steely-eyed male human looks at a Heartwarder of Sune.

Aislynn approaches quietly, her kirtle and skirts smooth as she kneels before a Heartwarder of Sune.

Aislynn kneels down.

Standing a few inches under six feet tall, this human moves with gentle steps
similar to that of a dancer, graceful and coordinated. Her long hair is dark
brown with red accents of various shades highlighting the shimmering curtain.
It falls well past her breasts in loose curls, framing her feminine face and
emphasizing her lucid, chocolate brown eyes, which rest on their subjects
with both warmth and intensity. Her body is slim, yet athletic, toned muscles
push at her lightly tanned skin. She presents herself with a certain
confidence, as if ready to take on the world.

Wrapped around her forearm in tight, curling spirals is a henna chain of
thorns, roses blooming artfully in attractive patterns, highlighting the
woman's perfectly toned muscles and smooth, tanned flesh. Various shades of
red color the roses as they play down her arm, ending just above the wrist.
Darker, nearly black, rosebuds appear near the bottom with brighter, more
appealing, fully-formed roses decorating the top. Blooming just under her
elbow is a fully formed rose, beautiful and detailed, full of color and
expertly printed shading. The henna's design almost seems to lead one's eyes
up from the bottom of the work of art.

A slender spiral of henna roses adorn her left leg, starting just above her
knee and wrapping around to end at her hip. The chain is more tightly wound
at the bottom, though it loosens noticeably as it works its way up her toned,
shapely leg. Dark vines give way to interspersed roses of delightful red
shading which blossom outward as they reach the top of the piece, spreading
out onto her pelvic region and accentuating her curves. Thorns appear more
towards her knee, small and jagged points that lend texture to the tattoo.

A beautiful red rose is threaded by its stem through her hair, just above her
right ear.

A pretty, young female human is in perfect health.
Aislynn is using:
<worn around face> a heart-shaped ruby forehead pendant (perfect)
<worn as symbol> a beautiful woman's face on a gold chain (perfect)
<worn on body> a floor length kirtle of white silk (perfect)
<worn on legs> the drape of a floor length kirtle of white silk (perfect)
<worn on feet> white silk socks (perfect)
<worn on arms> tapered sleeves of white silk (perfect)

A Heartwarder of Sune asks 'Who vouches for the quality of this candidate?'

Aziza looks at a Heartwarder of Sune.

Aramil takes a smooth step forward to speak up in his soft voice at a Heartwarder of Sune inquiry 'I, Aramil Neidre of the most ancient and noble House Neidre of formerly Tintageer, Ark-erynsuoress of the Church of Corellon, attest to her quality and commend her to a you a fitting candidate.' he pauses a short moment ere adding 'Squire Aislynn will make an excellent paladin in service of the Lady Firehair.' he concludes, stepping back again.

A Heartwarder of Sune nods. 'So be it.'.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

A Heartwarder of Sune says 'Aislynn Miande, love none more than yourself save Sune, and lose yourself in love of the Lady Firehair. Perform a loving act every day, and seek to'

A Heartwarder of Sune says 'awaken love in someone new each day. Response to love at least once in a day.'

A Heartwarder of Sune says to Aislynn 'Stand.'

Aislynn stands slowly, lifting her gaze to meet a Heartwarder of Sune's with warm intensity.

Aislynn rises up.

A Heartwarder of Sune returns Aislynn's gaze and says simply, 'Prepare her.'.

A priestess of Sune gathers near to Aislynn with the others.

A priestess of Sune gives bright silver sabatons to Aislynn.

Aislynn wears bright silver sabatons on her feet.

A priestess of Sune gives bright silver fluted jambons to Aislynn.

Aislynn stops using the drape of a floor length kirtle of white silk.
Aislynn slips into bright silver fluted jambons.

A priestess of Sune gives a bright silver fluted fauld to Aislynn.

Aislynn wears a bright silver fluted fauld about her waist.

A priestess of Sune gives a bright fluted silver platemail armour to Aislynn.

Aislynn stops using a floor length kirtle of white silk.
Aislynn fits a bright fluted silver platemail armour on her body.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the south.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

A hardy, golden-bearded male human walks in from the south.

Skylar looks at A hardy, golden-bearded male human.

A priestess of Sune gives bright silver fluted vambraces and spaulders to Aislynn.

Meena looks at A hardy, golden-bearded male human.

Areia tilts her head slightly, watching the donning of armor with curiosity.

Aislynn stops using tapered sleeves of white silk.
Aislynn wears bright silver fluted vambraces and spaulders on her arms.

An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar looks at A hardy, golden-bearded male human.

A hardy, golden-bearded male human sidles over to the edge of the gathered crowd.

The waxing moon sets.

A priestess of Sune gives a bright silver gorget to Aislynn.

Brye watches with a smile as they dress Aislynn, he whispers to Valeria, 'Beautiful armor'.

Aislynn places a bright silver gorget loosely around her neck.

A hardy, golden-bearded male human looks at Aislynn.

Valeria lifts her gaze up to Brye, nodding quickly in agreement.

A priestess of Sune gives a bright silver armet to Aislynn.

Aislynn dons a bright silver armet upon her head.

Areia looks at Aislynn.

Andreas watches quietly as the priestesses dress Aislynn in the shining armor.

Brye looks at Aislynn.

Valeria looks at Aislynn.

Aurore looks at Aislynn.

Meena looks at Aislynn.

Halim, a half-ogre porter lifts Aziza up in both hands and sets her on his shoulders so she can see better from the back of the crowd.

Areia glances at Halim, a half-ogre porter.

Aziza pats Halim, a half-ogre porter's arm.

A priestess of Sune gives a decorative scabbard hung upon a red, silver-studded belt to Aislynn.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

A priestess of Sune gives intricate golden spurs with rose-shaped rowels to Aislynn.

Aramil steps forward again to approach Aislynn, keeping a polite distance for a while ere crossing it to stand quite close to Aislynn, showing Aislynn an adoubement for a few moments, telling Aislynn a soft 'You will allow.'

You hear the soft sound of laughter nearby.

Aislynn looks to Aramil, dipping her head in gentle agreement.

A Heartwarder of Sune finally approaches as a priestess of Sune, a priestess of Sune, and a priestess of Sune withdraw. She holds out the hilt of a sword to Aislynn.

Halim, a half-ogre porter holds up a hand to wipe away a single ogre-sized tear.

Aramil carefully circles Aislynn while he fastens a studded adoubement around Aislynn's waist ere stepping away again.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

Aislynn wears intricate golden spurs with rose-shaped rowels on her feet.

Aramil gives an adoubement studded with golden rose blooms to Aislynn.

Tena remains within the crowd as Aramil moves to Aislynn, watching with a faintly raised brow of curiousity.

Lightning flashes in the sky.

Aislynn wears a decorative scabbard hung upon a red, silver-studded belt on her belt.

A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human looks at Aislynn.

Aislynn settles into her adoubement, placed by Aramil's gentle hands, then extends her own to accept the blade.

A Heartwarder of Sune gives an ivory-white steel bastard sword embossed with a woman's face to Aislynn.

Skylar looks at Aislynn.

Aislynn wields an ivory-white steel bastard sword embossed with a woman's face in her right hand.

Aislynn stops using an ivory-white steel bastard sword embossed with a woman's face.
Aislynn sheathes an ivory-white steel bastard sword embossed with a woman's face in a decorative scabbard hung upon a red, silver-studded belt.

Alinor looks at Aislynn.

A Heartwarder of Sune remains close to Aislynn and asks, 'Aislynn Miande, are you resolved to create and protect beauty each day?'

Aislynn takes the sword in hand, smoothly sliding it into its sheath.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

Galeena's hands pulsate and shimmer with soft light.

Skylar smiles softly, appreciating the gleam of Aislynn's attire quietly before her eyes lift to pass between Aislynn and a Heartwarder of Sune attentively.

Aoife looks at Aislynn.

A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human looks at Aislynn.

Aislynn says 'I, Aislynn Miande, do swear my love to Sune Firehair, to myself as is Her will, and to those goodly and beautiful throughout the Realms. I pledge my sword in service, my body as shield and my heart in passion for the service of Lady Firehair's desires. I swear this oath Passionately, with all the Love in my soul, and irrevocably, with a Beauty born of simplicity.'

An otherwise handsome man with a missing eye walks in from the west.

A carven staff of darkened ash crowned by a spectral grey flame emits a soothing aura.

An otherwise handsome man with an angry red scar across his face walks in from the west.

Galeena continues to stand relatively near Harroghty, standing at attention. She watches on attentively, listening to the ceremony.

An otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away walks in from the west.

Andreas looks on with a smile as Aislynn takes her vows.

Skylar looks at an otherwise handsome man with a missing eye.

This man might have been the aim of many women before a scar cleaved his perfect features.

An otherwise handsome man with a missing eye is in perfect health.
an otherwise handsome man with a missing eye is using:
<worn as armour> steel light mail

A hardy, golden-bearded male human looks at Meena.

This man's handsome features are marred by his missing eye and the accompanying scar tissue.

An otherwise handsome man with an angry red scar across his face is in perfect health.
an otherwise handsome man with an angry red scar across his face is using:
<worn as armour> steel light mail

Skylar looks at an otherwise handsome man with an angry red scar across his face.

Skylar looks at an otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away.

Perhaps a criminal, this man's handsome features are marred by a missing nose.

An otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away is in perfect health.
an otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away is using:
<worn as armour> steel light mail

Brye's gaze drifts to the new arrivals.

Aramil looks at an otherwise handsome man with a missing eye.

Aurore looks at an otherwise handsome man with a missing eye.

A hardy, golden-bearded male human raises an eyebrow.

An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar looks at an otherwise handsome man with a missing eye.

A strapping, steely-eyed male human looks at Tena.

Brye looks at an otherwise handsome man with a missing eye.

An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar looks at an otherwise handsome man with an angry red scar across his face.

Galeena looks to Aislynn and then to the wounded men, and then to Harroghty.

An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar looks at an otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away.

A priestess of Sune walks to an otherwise handsome man with a missing eye and lays her hands upon his face, healing the scar.

A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human's brow knits in consideration of the arriving men, though he does not abandon his post at the archway.

Alinor glances briefly over at the new arrivals.

A handsome man kisses a priestess of Sune's face and departs.

Aislynn looks at a handsome man.

Alinor looks at a handsome man.

Aziza looks at a handsome man.

Katheryn watches on in stoic silence, fingers curling tightly around the woven cord about her wrist.

Alinor looks at an otherwise handsome man with an angry red scar across his face.

Aislynn looks at an otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away.

A priestess of Sune walks to an otherwise handsome man with an angry red scar across his face and lays her hands upon his face, restoring his eye.

Areia looks at an otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away.

A handsome man kisses a priestess of Sune's face and departs.

A priestess of Sune walks to an otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away and guides him to Aislynn.

Aislynn looks at an otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away.

Brye watches the procession with interest, a smile forming on his lips.

Tena watches as each man is healed, shifting slightly as the magic of the priestess is worked.

Skylar's head cants towards a side curiously.

Meena looks between this man and Aislynn with open curiosity, folding her fingers together at her waist.

Aoife eyebrows quirk with a flicker of interest as she watches.

Brye looks at Aoife.

Aramil surveys the room attentively, resolving to watch the proceedings in front.

A strapping, steely-eyed male human's head cants to one side slightly as he observes the healing.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

Sculpture garden
N-Painting galler E-Sculpture garde S-Sculpture garde W-Flower garden
This part of the garden is more spread out than the others. There are fewer
plants here, save one large leafy tree in the middle of the area. Under the
tree is a wrought iron bench with wooden planks for seating. On the other
side of the tree there is a small swing made of white rope and a plank of
wood. Likely couples come here to share a private moment together. To the
north, a large and graceful arch makes way to an indoor painting gallery.
Just outside this archway is a small potted flower.
The sky is warm and stormy and a cool northern breeze blows.
A series of marble sculptures are in the garden here. (perfect)
A priestess of Sune stands here
A priestess of Sune stands here
A priestess of Sune stands here
A Heartwarder of Sune is here
Aislynn is standing here.
Harroghty is standing here.
Aoife is standing here.
A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human is placed near the archway inconspicuously.
Aziza is standing here.
A burly half-ogre porter stands here politely.
Skylar is standing here.
(Translucent) Valeria is standing here.
An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar is standing here.
A strapping, steely-eyed male human is standing here.
A thick, dark haired female aasimar is standing here.
Aurora is standing here.
Areia is leaned against an ash staff crowned by bleak flame.
Aurore is standing here.
Meena is standing here.
Aramil is standing here.
Tena is standing here.
Alinor is standing here.
Katheryn is standing here.
Brye is standing here.
A hardy, golden-bearded male human is standing here.
Galeena is standing here.
A wounded man stands here

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

Aislynn breathes out a soft breath, her slender hand rising smoothly. She reaches forth, the tips of her fingers brushing in a gentle caress along the side of an otherwise handsome man whose nose has been cut away's face, a soft glow arising from where fingertips meet flesh.

A handsome man smiles as his face is restored, then leans in to press a kiss to Aislynn's cheek.

Aislynn's lips play into a simply beautiful smile as the man is restored, accepting the kiss with quiet dignity.

A handsome man turns then to depart the same way as have those two before him.

Aurore beams brightly as Aislynn touches the mans face, her face a mask of elation.

A Heartwarder of Sune's eyes follow the man before looking back to Aislynn 'Dame Aislynn, love those that respond to your beauty and all beauty, and let warm friendship and admiration flower where love dare not.'

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

A Heartwarder of Sune smiles at Aislynn.

Areia casts a short glance after the man, her aged features showing surprise apparent at Aislynn's feat of divine magic before she manages to hide it away with a small shake of her head, then look once more upon the preceedings.

Skylar's pinkish lips widen in their radiant smile as she watches.

Valeria smiles at Aislynn.

The day has begun.

Aziza rests her arm on Halim, a half-ogre porter's head as she watches the proceedings.

Meena smiles warmly at Aislynn admiringly.

A Heartwarder of Sune exclaims '*Lady* Aislynn Miande, Knight of the Lady of Love!'

A flock of doves explodes from cover and flutters up to the sky at the first notes of a soft crooning which floods the temple to signify Sune's pleasure.

A soft crooning fills the air for a moment as Sune celebrates her latest champion's ascension.

An aura surrounds Dame Aislynn, limning her figure in brilliant, but soft light.

Alinor's lips curl in a faint smile as he watches Aislynn.

Brye smiles at Aislynn, and bows his head.

Meena breathes in softly, gazing at the aura of light.

Aziza lifts her hands to quietly applaud, 'Congratulations, Lady Aislynn Miande!'.

A thick, dark haired female aasimar bounces on her toes, loudly clapping.

Galeena offers a smile, bowing her head as the illumination surrounds her Aislynn.

Someone inducts Aislynn into the Paladins.

Skylar's hands lift to clap together as she cheers for Aislynn.

Aoife starts to smile at Aislynn, then bows her head in an acknowledgement.

Tena watches on in silence, offering the soft clink of her gauntlets in applause.

A hardy, golden-bearded male human joins in on the applause.

A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human joins the others in a round of applause, and he lets out a shrill whistle.

Aurora applauds warmly with a smile.

Alinor looks at A strapping, steely-eyed male human.

Aislynn sucks in a quiet breath, surprise alighting on her features as she reaches a hand up to touch her cheek. Twin tears form at the corners of her eyes, trailing down her perfect cheeks as she exhales.

Andreas bows his head reverently for a moment then raises his gaze to smile at Aislynn as he applauds. 'Congratulations, Dame Aislynn!' he calls out.

Aurore smiles at Aislynn and offers applause. 'Well done, Lady Aislynn!'.

Katheryn wears a warm smile as she watches the doves depart, looking back towards Aislynn and clapping her hands lightly for Aislynn.

Areia settles her ashen staff into the crook of one arm, quietly applauding, intoning a very soft, 'Well done, lady,' that likely goes unheard beneath the others' cheer.

You hear the soft sound of laughter nearby.

A strapping, steely-eyed male human inclines his head respectfully before joining in with the applause, 'Congratulations, Dame Aislynn!'.

An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar cheers for Aislynn, 'Congratulations, Lady Aislynn!'.

A Heartwarder of Sune steps beside Aislynn, 'Lady Aislynn?'.

Brye lifts his hands together in applause for Aislynn, 'Congratulations, Lady Aislynn'.

Aramil stretches and relaxes his long and slender fingers, carefully folding his hands behind his back while watching Aislynn in silence.

Galeena dips her head, "Dame Aislynn."'

Aislynn bows her head to the assembly, attempting to grant each a loving smile ere turning to a Heartwarder of Sune.

Areia pats Galeena on her back.

A rising sun medallion on Skylar glows for a second.

A Heartwarder of Sune smiles at Aislynn and says, 'A gift from the church so that you might better protect us.' She presses a shield into Aislynn's hands.

A Heartwarder of Sune gives an Everbright kite shield displaying a blood red rose to Aislynn.

The sun rises in the east.

Aislynn beams with absolute delight, seeming recovered if only slightly from the moment. She bows her head in thanks to a Heartwarder of Sune, offering a soft, 'I thank you, Heartwarder. It is a marvelous gift. Know that is shall be used ever for Her cause.'.

Aislynn holds an Everbright kite shield displaying a blood red rose in her left hand.

A thick, dark haired female aasimar looks at Aislynn.

Aislynn stops using a bright silver fluted fauld.
Aislynn wears an adoubement studded with golden rose blooms about her waist.

Valeria excuses herself quietly.

Valeria walks south.
You hear the sound of footsteps from the south.

Areia looks at Aislynn.

Aziza looks at Aislynn.

You hear the sound of footsteps from the west.

Standing a few inches under six feet tall, this human moves with gentle steps
similar to that of a dancer, graceful and coordinated. Her long hair is dark
brown with red accents of various shades highlighting the shimmering curtain.
It falls well past her breasts in loose curls, framing her feminine face and
emphasizing her lucid, chocolate brown eyes, which rest on their subjects
with both warmth and intensity. Her body is slim, yet athletic, toned muscles
push at her lightly tanned skin. She presents herself with a certain
confidence, as if ready to take on the world.

Wrapped around her forearm in tight, curling spirals is a henna chain of
thorns, roses blooming artfully in attractive patterns, highlighting the
woman's perfectly toned muscles and smooth, tanned flesh. Various shades of
red color the roses as they play down her arm, ending just above the wrist.
Darker, nearly black, rosebuds appear near the bottom with brighter, more
appealing, fully-formed roses decorating the top. Blooming just under her
elbow is a fully formed rose, beautiful and detailed, full of color and
expertly printed shading. The henna's design almost seems to lead one's eyes
up from the bottom of the work of art.

A slender spiral of henna roses adorn her left leg, starting just above her
knee and wrapping around to end at her hip. The chain is more tightly wound
at the bottom, though it loosens noticeably as it works its way up her toned,
shapely leg. Dark vines give way to interspersed roses of delightful red
shading which blossom outward as they reach the top of the piece, spreading
out onto her pelvic region and accentuating her curves. Thorns appear more
towards her knee, small and jagged points that lend texture to the tattoo.

A beautiful red rose is threaded by its stem through her hair, just above her
right ear.

A pretty, young female human is in perfect health.
She is surrounded by a pale glow.
Aislynn is using:
<worn around face> a heart-shaped ruby forehead pendant (perfect)
<worn around neck> a bright silver gorget (perfect)
<worn as symbol> a beautiful woman's face on a gold chain (perfect)
<worn on body> a bright fluted silver platemail armour (perfect)
<worn on head> a bright silver armet (perfect)
<worn on legs> bright silver fluted jambons (perfect)
<worn on feet> intricate golden spurs with rose-shaped rowels (perfect)
<worn on feet> bright silver sabatons (perfect)
<worn on arms> bright silver fluted vambraces and spaulders (perfect)
<worn about waist> an adoubement studded with golden rose blooms (perfect)
<left hand> an Everbright kite shield displaying a blood red rose (perfect)
<worn on belt> a decorative scabbard hung upon a red, silver-studded belt (perfect)

An exquisite, raven-haired female aasimar looks at Aislynn.

A Heartwarder of Sune nods and smiles, then summons the priestesses to depart.

Brye looks at Aislynn.

Meena looks at a priestess of Sune.

A thick, dark haired female aasimar steps over to Aislynn, handing something over, 'The same sentiment.' she smiles.

A hardy, golden-bearded male human looks at A thick, dark haired female aasimar.

Aramil looks at Harroghty.

Harroghty looks to Aoife and smiles, offering an arm. 'Shall we offer our congratulations?'.

A hardy, golden-bearded male human looks at Aoife.

Aramil looks at Aoife.

Meena looks at Aoife.

Aziza looks at Aoife.

A hardy, golden-bearded male human looks at Harroghty.

A thick, dark haired female aasimar gives a crimson scabbard inlaid with gold to Aislynn.

A hard-boiled, gray-streaked male human looks at Aislynn.

Aoife tsks against her teeth and gives Harroghty a look verging on amusement before nodding, 'Aye.'.

Andreas bows and politely excuses himself, 'May Helm keep watch o'er ye.'

-----

Please excuse the abrupt ending. My child woke up from napping so I had to get off the computer.