You say in Moredhel, "Okayyyyyyy!"

You say in Moredhel, "This neat story, okay? It might terrify you."

You say in Moredhel, "No cry though okay?"
Witch-Queen Alsenya, Herald of Dragon's Flame says in Moredhel, "Ah, alright, I'll -try- not to.
"

You say in Moredhel, "Is just story!"

You carefully school your features as you prepare for a grand performance.
--lots and lots of people LISTEN STORY'ing, mixed with listen emotes--
You say in Moredhel, "Come close! LISTEN STORY! Is good story."

Nomi begins strumming her intricate golden lyre lightly, smiling encouragingly...
For a goblin. She begins humming along as the tune settles in, a cacophonous sound with a chaotic
selection of chords. Suddenly, Nomi takes a smoke bomb from her pack and grins gleefully. "THIS NOMI
STORY, IS VERY GOOD STORY," she sings extremely loudly, tossing the smoke bomb at the ground.
You throw a smoke bomb at the ground, which explodes and fills the air with billowing clouds of
obscuring gray smoke.
The lyre takes on an adventurous tune with fluctuating tones. The
tone seems almost hypnotic, drawing listeners in. The music is especially soothing after the chaotic
noise of the first song,
As the smoke fills your vision, something starts glowing bright
red. The lyre continues playing, soothing any worries or fears as Nomi begins singing in a
surprisingly soft voice.

You say, "Once they was a little goblin, she cutest goblin ever!"
The source of the red glowing turns out to be the smoke itself,
standing out brightly in the cover of the white smoke. The red smoke seems to take on the form of a
goblin that resembles Nomi.
You throw a smoke bomb at the ground, which explodes and fills the air with billowing clouds of
obscuring gray smoke.
You say, "Her name Nomee. She meet goblin name Rizza! Rizza say BE QUIET, but Nomee say YOU NOT
QUIET and they argue!"
The bright red goblin begins jumping up and down in anger, the
lyre taking on a mischievious tone.

You sing, "Eventually, troubles passes, and Nomee fall sleep. Wake up in Sar-Sargoth!"
The bright red goblin begins looking around, seeming scared and
confused. She also manages to put a small rat in her pocket.
Blue smoke takes on the form of a female Moredhel, and a camel.
You say, "Nomee meet very nice Moredhel name Irby, she very friendly! But Nomee tricksy..."
The goblin gets quite close to the camel, and begins putting one
of the camel's feet into her pocket.
You say, "But oh no! Irby catch Nomee! Nomee sure she done for, get kicked in butt and
everything!"
The goblin offers Irby a potato, seeming to explain that she paid
next to nothing for it. She seems completely unaware that the camel's foot is still in her pocket.
The Moredhel smirks and points at the camel, and the goblin
bashfully takes the camel's hoof from her pocket. She then begins teaching the goblin about fencing,
showing the goblin proper forms and attacks.
Pink smoke joins the illusion, twisting to the form of a tall
female Moredhel.

You say, "Nomee meet Miss Grand Chieftain, name Rhiarin. She so pretty an nice!"
The bright red goblin begins jumping for joy, clearly very happy
to have made a new friend. She begins running around the pink smoked figure, with no regards for
formalities.
The Moredhel seems very friendly and reacts well to the chaotic
little goblin, and draws a saber, offering it to the goblin.
The bright red goblin takes the saber immediately starts playin
gwith it, moving very quickly with it, slashing the open air playfully.
You say, "Miss Grand Chieftain Rhiarin give Nomee very fast sword! Nomee practice long long time
with it. Is Nomee favorite possession!"
The goblin begins adventuring, clearly much better off after
making new friends. Different sceneries begin passing by, some resembling Sar-Sargoth, some
resembling villages, others looking far too messy to resemble anything. Many images begin filling
the air, many more Moredhel, Goblins, and Trolls alike!
You say, "Nomee meet many new friend, like Ziania, Taro, Mapalardis, Toffchris, Varun, Ainner,
Agravein, Moonin, Malinks, Liah, Grewder and many many more! Many teach her many things, and Nomee
become very powerful!"
The tone of the lyre shifts to one hinting at danger, the tone becoming dark
and frightening.
You say, "Nomee begin training very hard to be more powerfuller. She explore everywheres and find
many powerful things to fight! She kill many big animals, and stab giant in eye! Then run fast, and
come back stab other eye!"
Green smoke appears in front of the tiny red goblin, the green
smoke becoming larger and larger until it is a huge, mighty dragon.
You say, "Varun say it "mutant" dragon, but I says it BIG MIGHTY POWERFUL dragon! With fur on face!
And teeth size of people! Oh no! Oh no!"
The goblin fights the dragon bravely, thrusting her sword up at
the dragon. The dragon roars fire at the goblin, but she dodges and drops her sword. Fearing for her
life, she grabs the dragon's tail and bites it. Scurrying for her sword while the dragon bellows in
agony, she prepares to finish the fight.
The dragon suddenly flops over dead after two or three hits,
sticking its tongue out for authenticity.
Unsure if it is dead or not, the little goblin pokes it with her
sword.

You say, "Nomee kill very powerful dragon!! She so strong."
You say, "Nomee continue adventuring, now being DRAGON SLAYER and all. One day many Krondors attack
Highcastle! Oh no! Look behind Nomee!! Behind!"
Dozens and dozens of mysterious foes appear out of the white smoke,
and Nomee begins slashing through all of them. Some grey smoke forms a background resembling
Highcastle.
The brave little goblin slices the throat open of a small foe,
then begins fighting two at once. She parries, ducks, bites and jumps, surprisingly agile and quick
for one so tiny.
Dispatching her second foe, she begins working on a third, then
another foe joins. She squeaks and holds her hands up, asking for a pause, and surprisingly, her
foes oblige. Grabbing a stool, she stands on it and punches a foe straight between the thighs.
The sound of the lyre takes up a quick, fast paced tone,
encouraging excitement.
The goblin kills a third foe and four more appear, the goblin
surrounded and seeming unsure of what to do. The foes grow larger and large as the goblin shrinks
A few of the foes stab the goblin, a few launch lightning, and
more fire crossbows at her. The barrage of attacks overwhelms the goblin, and just as all seems lost.
..
The goblin is overwhelmed with a flourish of attacks, but doesn't
seem as scared as she should be. An array of different smoke-colored friends appear with Nomi, and
the background shifts to something that resembles Veilgarden. The colored team of smoke-people prove
much more skilled than the white smoke-people, and all but Nomee disappear.
The goblin bounces happily, waving her sword around joyously.
You say, "Nomee now lead wars! She so powerful and smarts. Is great plan ATTACK! And it worked! So
fun, so fun!"
The pink Moredhel appears again, patting the goblin's shoulder
lightly. She smiles at the little goblin, showing a lot of kindness and sincerity.
You say, "Miss Grand Chieftain Rhiarin proud of Nomee, she say! Nomee mighty warrior now, and
practice forever and ever, and ever and ever, and ever."
You say, "That one forever and four evers, so you know is very long time."
You say, "But winning not make Nomee happiest, Rhiarin proud of her make her happiest. Nomee's
friends not dead make her happiest."
You say, "So little goblin continue training, forever and ever and ever and... ever and ever and...
forever and..."
You say, "Theeeeee ennnnnnnd!"
You finish the story and beam with exhaulted pride as a thunderous applause speaks of your
outstanding talent.
Munin has reached the illustrious level of Exalted!
Starra has reached the illustrious level of Stout!
Starra has reached the illustrious level of Resolute!
100%h, 140e, 91g, 59.17x xb-- A:50% - [Varin] 20:44:21:512
Your bug #11640 has been updated. Take a look at LISTBUGS to see your current bug list or SHOWBUG
11640 to view it in more detail.
(Unfortunately the bug resolution isn't part of it, but I thought the timing was awesome)