An Elderly Lhadvar Woman - Revision history

AEton at 05:57, 14 August 2022

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''The mother of the tribal ClanChief sits quietly here.''

'' �Wife to Sh'Sl'Rath, mother to S'larn and ever the village wise woman, M'La'Rhesh is growing old and tired. She has no daughter to learn her skills and her son has not yet taken a wife. So she still works every day to help maintain the health of her people. She attends every birth, and from her ever decreasing store of herbs and things, she continues to make potions and pills
to aid the healing spells of the tribal Shaman. She has little magic herself, what she once had has faded with age. Her hands are still supple but unlike most of the Lhadvar, they are webbed like her feet. This has never slowed her down. The scales around her eyes have not faded from the warm amber she had in her youth, but her piercing, a beautiful silver ring studded with amber, a gift from her father when she came of age, no longer fits as snug as it used to. She loves her husband and son and is proud of the work they have done to keep the tribe safe and secure.''

'''Keywords:''' Lhadvar, Woman, Mother, . 
'''[[Level |Level]]:''' 21. 
'''[[Alignment |Alignment]]:''' heroic. 

== Gear ==

An elderly Lhadvar woman is using:
<worn on body> an amber shirt
<worn on legs> brown breeches

An elderly Lhadvar woman is carrying:
Nothing.

== Comments ==

== Directions ==

'''[[:Category: Areas |Area]]:''' [[:Category: River Folk |The River Folk]] ([[River Folk Map |Map]]). 
'''[[:Category: Rooms |Room]]:''' The Stern of the Lhadvar ClanChief's Boat (portable). 

An elderly Lhadvar woman is portable.

[[Category: Mobs In River Folk]]

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−	''Wife to Sh'Sl'Rath, mother to S'larn and ever the village wise woman, M'La'Rhesh is growing old and tired. She has no daughter to learn her skills and her son has not yet taken a wife. So she still works every day to help maintain the health of her people. She attends every birth, and from her ever decreasing store of herbs and things, she continues to make potions and pills	+	''Wife to Sh'Sl'Rath, mother to S'larn and ever the village wise woman, M'La'Rhesh is growing old and tired. She has no daughter to learn her skills and her son has not yet taken a wife. So she still works every day to help maintain the health of her people. She attends every birth, and from her ever decreasing store of herbs and things, she continues to make potions and pills to aid the healing spells of the tribal Shaman. She has little magic herself, what she once had has faded with age. Her hands are still supple but unlike most of the Lhadvar, they are webbed like her feet. This has never slowed her down. The scales around her eyes have not faded from the warm amber she had in her youth, but her piercing, a beautiful silver ring studded with amber, a gift from her father when she came of age, no longer fits as snug as it used to. She loves her husband and son and is proud of the work they have done to keep the tribe safe and secure.''
−	to aid the healing spells of the tribal Shaman. She has little magic herself, what she once had has faded with age. Her hands are still supple but unlike most of the Lhadvar, they are webbed like her feet. This has never slowed her down. The scales around her eyes have not faded from the warm amber she had in her youth, but her piercing, a beautiful silver ring studded with amber, a gift from her father when she came of age, no longer fits as snug as it used to. She loves her husband and son and is proud of the work they have done to keep the tribe safe and secure.''

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 ''The mother of the tribal ClanChief sits quietly here.''
-'' �Wife to Sh'Sl'Rath, mother to S'larn and ever the village wise woman, M'La'Rhesh is growing old and tired. She has no daughter to learn her skills and her son has not yet taken a wife. So she still works every day to help maintain the health of her people. She attends every birth, and from her ever decreasing store of herbs and things, she continues to make potions and pills
+''Wife to Sh'Sl'Rath, mother to S'larn and ever the village wise woman, M'La'Rhesh is growing old and tired. She has no daughter to learn her skills and her son has not yet taken a wife. So she still works every day to help maintain the health of her people. She attends every birth, and from her ever decreasing store of herbs and things, she continues to make potions and pills
 to aid the healing spells of the tribal Shaman. She has little magic herself, what she once had has faded with age. Her hands are still supple but unlike most of the Lhadvar, they are webbed like her feet. This has never slowed her down. The scales around her eyes have not faded from the warm amber she had in her youth, but her piercing, a beautiful silver ring studded with amber, a gift from her father when she came of age, no longer fits as snug as it used to. She loves her husband and son and is proud of the work they have done to keep the tribe safe and secure.''