Recent content by Murk Altov

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...

Not the dour temple guards who wouldn't accept a simple drink at the most joyous occasion, Murk thought to himself with a small smoothing of his well kept beard. Better for it this way, the whole proceedings might actually be met with something other than polite applause he thought. By the...

Murk's eyes shimmered silver as he regarded the artifact. A circlet of such power from a Captain no less, what a generous and helpful sort these knights are, Murk thought to himself as he reached for the circlet. The thing was heavy with overtones of magic itself, and as he extended his hands to...

Murk halted his movements, and breathed deep in to fuel his conversation. He would have to make this quick to make proper time according to his own schedule, but spared no detail in his report. Already the devices set around the grounds were beginning to draw in charge from the laylines to allow...

The gem reminded him one in his own collection that he had bequeathed to his student. Again the thought of him came to mind. Was this some power this seer had to remark upon the mind of things close to home, Murk thought, or just the human nature I have not distanced myself from. Nevermind...