(http://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1442369342759.jpg)<br/><strong>Raya Vorson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=292158.msg14348383#msg14348383)</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">AC: 16 HP 70/70 <strong>Spells Active:</strong> Vocal Alteration <strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Skald <strong>Perception:</strong> No <strong>Initative</strong> +1 Spells used: 1 grade I, 0 grade II Bardic Music 21/21 rounds</div></div><br/><strong>Lunescross, Samual's coach<br/>Tag:</strong>Dathnor, bardicing!<br/><br/>"Oioioioioioi! What's that there, competition!" She declared when Dathnor began singing. She decided she didn't like Dathnor, with his gloomy tales of aetherial threats looming and hiding about. Most scary things in the night did not expect you to draw your weapon and charge at them with a warcry on your lips. Did the shadow-creeper think himself intimidating by peering in the darkness like this? Startling, that he was, certainly. But it was odd to hear someone hide, yet sing. A strange welcoming commitee.<br/><br/>Still, she made sure to timidly shirk back a little at the sudden apperance, before chuckling, reaching into her poket and pulling out an ion stone, glowing with light.. in part because someone in the other coach had already cast a light spell, it seemed in part in defiance of Dathnor, as she mused:<br/>"You know what they say about moths to the flame though." That said, no Ulfen would deny a challenge to a contest, and that was what she took this as.<br/><br/>"Also, while I got to admit I didn't take you as the err.. poetic type, dear coach-sitter, a bards song ought to entertain and take ones mind of whats going on around.. or to even entice and encourage. I did not know I was among dirgesingers." She chuckled, before putting her drum aside, inhaling softly.<br/>"This song is called Snow Magic. It too is a tale of caution, yet against a different danger." And she raised her voice:<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Source (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiOhwMtOfns)<br/>"In the forests of the North Lands<br/>Where light curtains dance at night<br/>Lived a warrior named Alexi - <br/>He was fair and young and bright.<br/>Many maidens sighed to see him, <br/>Yet Alexi dwelled alone. <br/>Though they tried their best to please him <br/>To their charms he was as stone.<br/><br/>Then one day within the forest <br/>Young Alexi passing there <br/>Met a maiden like no other - <br/>Tall and shining, proud and fair.<br/>Hair as pale as virgin snowdrifts,<br/>Eyes like ice with hidden fire. <br/>From the moment that he saw her <br/>He was taken with desire. <br/><br/>Young Alexi, proud Alexi<br/>There is magic in the snow!<br/>There is peril in the forest, <br/>Hiding more than you can know!<br/><br/>To Alexi's awe and gladness <br/>His pale maid loved in return.<br/>And she would deny him nothing<br/>Though her past he could not learn.<br/>Nor would she once leave the forest<br/>Back to his own village go. <br/>Said she feared the touch of strangers,<br/>Would not leave the peaceful snow.<br/><br/>Now though he would often beg her <br/>Let him much past moonrise stay, <br/>But with tease and soft intreatings <br/>Send him homewards on his way. <br/>Enemies had young Alexi, <br/>One of them a cunning foe <br/>Noted where he spent his hours, <br/>Laid an ambush in the snow. <br/><br/>"Oh my love and life, Alexi - <br/>Leave while light is in the sky! <br/>There is danger in the forest - <br/>Leave and do not ask me why! <br/><br/>Young Alexi, strong Alexi - <br/>Laughed away his lover's fear. <br/>And he did not leave till darkness <br/>Then behind him he could hear <br/>Sounds of wolves that stalked his footsteps.<br/>Then before him he could see <br/>Men that sprang out in an ambush <br/>And his mortal enemy. <br/><br/>He was one against too many, <br/>But ere they could raise a sword, <br/>Wolves appeared and leapt upon them <br/>Like a great avenging horde! <br/>Wolves lead by a raging bitch-queen <br/>Fur as white and soft as snow. <br/>And Alexi much astonished <br/>Watched his enemies laid low. <br/><br/>Oh Alexi, my Alexi - <br/>Why were you so bold and proud? <br/>Why did you not heed the warning <br/>That I dared not speak aloud? <br/><br/>Then the wolf-bitch faced Alexi <br/>Mens blood stained her white fur red <br/>And before he drew one breath <br/>His lover stood in wolfling stead. <br/>"Long I loved you with snow magic. <br/>Wrought a spell, but with one ban - <br/>In my woods I'd stay a maiden <br/>If I never killed a man." <br/><br/>"Now the spell I wrought is ended", <br/>And she vanished as she spoke <br/>And the wolf that turned and fled him <br/>Howled in grief as her heart broke. <br/>Now the many maids pursue him, <br/>Young Alexi dwells alone. <br/>And his friends are heard to wonder <br/>At how sad and fey he's grown. <br/><br/>Young Alexi, proud no longer - <br/>Each day to the forest goes, <br/>Seeks for something lost or hiding, <br/>Prays for magic in the snows."</div></div><br/>She chuckled, slightly, as she finished, adding, with a slightly pouty expression: "Pff.. the coach does muffle my voice. If err.. I didn't worry about branches and such, I'd hop on top of the coach too."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Only 14 perform. so mean!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Super Frog rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total<br/>Comment: Raya performance<br/>Result: 3,<br/>Total: 14</div></div>