Recent content by Murk Altov

"An enemy old and deep as the chasm, unfathomable. Were but my mind as routine in it's rotations of logic as your armour elegant, precise and mechanical..." Murk said, a faint smile upon his lips as he did consider the guess. He gave a side eye to his device that remained trapped, contained...

The candour of his host did much to relieve nerves fraught from weirding stressors and avaricious threats. Murk settled his shoulders, much tension releasing moment to moment as he found himself braced by the accepting Lord. He blinked slowly as he was awash by relief, his eyelids fluttering as...

The construct did plod, slower for reaching the threshold. Murk did stride at dwarven pace, welcoming the ushering into dwellings ancient and esteemed. His silence at first did speak of the gravity of the portentous matter. The lesser did grovel meekly, the greater did note title loudly, the...

A steady march of stone feet animated by gleaming gem locomotion did make steady parade, a quadruped statue that did lumber with assurance about the precious creation that was clutched in numerous small firm hands. Draped by thick velvet, affixed by cords of silver that shimmered in warding...

Master Murk Altov produces a tarot deck with a flourish of the cards, flipping them in the air to reveal all manner of portents. He snaps his fingers to produce ghostly sounds. "Do you know of the Domains of Magic friend, of fortune telling, yes, please," he says, and lays down three cards and...

"Care to have your fortune read," Murk asked, and produced a tarot deck in which he performed an elaborate shuffle using prestidigitation without any somatic components. "I'm no oracle, prophet or seer, but, the cards, the cards, may tell you, good sir, how the mind may comprehend the Weave, the...

Murk gestured with his hands as he peered into the fire, the flames shifting color as he allowed his verbal components to conjure material components from the void; magnesium was summoned from the ether to burn within the fire, turning it a vibrant pale and cold white. He became cold faced, and...

Patience was a virtue Murk practiced with due diligence to the hand fate had provided, in this moment, Tarid was an individual worth waiting for. He managed his gestures correctly, for at any moment if he should slip into unconscious, fleeting, automatic, emotional and impulsive movements with...

"Perfect presentation," Murk said, and looked to Tarid, "as was that pronunciation." Murk thought that if this bearded gentleman was a wizard they would have caused wild magic or an explosion from their attempt to spell, but wanted nothing more than to encourage the fellow's literacy. Swirling...

"In that case," Murk said, "I'll have three snifters of your choice of wine from these Valen Oak casks. Then, I will buy a bottle of what pleases my senses the most. Can I have four glasses please?"

"Splendid," Murk said and debated for exactly six seconds. "The Cabernet Sauvignon, what region might it be from? Bastion's vineyards perhaps?"

Splendid was the approach of Murk Altov, who with crystal headed cane walked with purpose into the Knoll. He was neutral of expression, his eyes looking to each knight and patron in turn, before sitting himself down at the bar. "Until this instant," Murk said to whoever might listen, be it...

The rattle of sounds, of the wagon rolling down a rocky path reminded Murk of the additional tones and musicality that he provided with his performances when the occasion demanded. He had prepared Bubkiss for the demands of stage performance and entertainment, and the effects of sound, the...

It was the showing of the lights, and through the Monastery there was joy, and mirth, and appreciation of the time that had been gifted to one and all to relax and reflect upon the year. Upon the faces of the people was relief of another year successfully navigated, through it's darkness...

The wind picked up a cool breeze that was refreshing to the tempers that had gathered within Murk over the timing of everything. Calm remained again, and his cloak settled into obedience, shimmering with starlight to mirror the night canopy above them. The chill was beginning to set in from the...