Holiday Event Notice
This post was provided to you because you are participating in the holiday event. In this post, you will receive your gift whether you reply to this thread or not. You are welcome to reply to the post to react to your gift if it is a new thread, and it is encouraged; however, skill points will not be awarded for this thread. There will only be one post from Saoire. As a gift, everyone that participated will receive the same knowledges as provided. Nightshade, you are receiving the following:
Alchemically Modified Green Leather Cloak: Ability to conform to the user’s body and create weak leather armor.
Knowledges
Alchemically Modified Green Leather Cloak: Ability to conform to the user’s body and create weak leather armor.
Knowledges
- Saoire: The Holiday Woman
- Saoire: The Beauty of a Gift
- Saoire: Wear Variable Holiday Crowns
- Holiday Gift: Stolen, but Given Back
That weasel sneak thief had attempted to steal away with this poor girl’s gift! If there was something that she hated above all else, it was someone taking a gift that had not been given to them. Saoire had ensured that the little rat had paid for his crimes by taking the cloak back from the alchemist after alteration were made; before the little sneak thief could have it back. She was not afraid of this ‘Vuda’ character or his thugs and criminals. The holidays triumphed in that aspect.
She approached Nightshade with tenderness in her step. “Miss,” Saoire chimed, neutral if not loving to her physical characteristics. Idalos had many unique races, each with their own flaws. It was these ‘flaws’ that made each person beautiful. The Avriel were no different. Saoire approached carefully, knowing that her sudden appearance would probably be frightening.
“This was a gift meant for you. I know it was stolen a while ago, but I wanted you to have it back,” Saoire offered the folded cloth to her. “It is an imbued cloak, with special properties. You’ll have to play around with it to truly understand them, but I think they are designed to protect you. I certainly hope you like it.”
The cloth turned out to be a neatly folded green, leather cloak. Thankfully, the alchemist that had fixed everything up made it look normal, removing the ‘tasteless deer head’ from the top and replacing it with the same green leather. When she put it out and triggered the ability imbued within it, it would conform her to her body as tight leather armor, protecting her to a degree. While she tested it, Saoire took the moment to slip away, leaving a trail of snow and mist in her wake.
She approached Nightshade with tenderness in her step. “Miss,” Saoire chimed, neutral if not loving to her physical characteristics. Idalos had many unique races, each with their own flaws. It was these ‘flaws’ that made each person beautiful. The Avriel were no different. Saoire approached carefully, knowing that her sudden appearance would probably be frightening.
“This was a gift meant for you. I know it was stolen a while ago, but I wanted you to have it back,” Saoire offered the folded cloth to her. “It is an imbued cloak, with special properties. You’ll have to play around with it to truly understand them, but I think they are designed to protect you. I certainly hope you like it.”
The cloth turned out to be a neatly folded green, leather cloak. Thankfully, the alchemist that had fixed everything up made it look normal, removing the ‘tasteless deer head’ from the top and replacing it with the same green leather. When she put it out and triggered the ability imbued within it, it would conform her to her body as tight leather armor, protecting her to a degree. While she tested it, Saoire took the moment to slip away, leaving a trail of snow and mist in her wake.