Illyria: I think, out of the four of us here, I have a better understanding of what it truly means to be good. I harbour inside me a friend, a soul, who was once totally dark and evil. I showed her the love of the light, and she showed me the luscious temptress I could be... I think we are both better for it.
Liam says:
Illyria: Besides - I'm WAY better looking than any of you! (she winks)
  ~Elwin - Cries from the grave resound in my ears. They hail from beyond my darkest fears.   says:
Immy: Ha, just you wait when you wake up tomorrow morning. (evil giggle)
Liam says:
well, considering you only come out later in the game, love, and before are rather timid.... we win
Liam says:
Illyria:.... No, please no, not itching powder again! (she shudders) The memory still haunts me!
  ~Elwin - Cries from the grave resound in my ears. They hail from beyond my darkest fears.   says:
Immy: Hehe, nope. Not the itching powder. Please, like I'd use the same prank twice in a row. Jeesh.
Liam says:
Illyria: Hey, what about that time you emptied the bucket of flour over the wet <CHARNAME>, Im? You said you did that at *least* 4 times.
  ~Elwin - Cries from the grave resound in my ears. They hail from beyond my darkest fears.   says:
Immy: Yeah, but I never said I did that at least four times in a row. I don't want <CHARNAME> to become alert enough to stop me. (grin)
Liam says:
Illyria: Im, you rock so much, did you know that? (She throws her arms around Immy and hugs her tightly) I don't know what I'd do without you!
  ~Elwin - Cries from the grave resound in my ears. They hail from beyond my darkest fears.   says:
Immy: Uh...I love you too?
Liam says:
Illyria: Damn right you do! (She winks and walks back over to where <CHARNAME> is standing)
  ~Elwin - Cries from the grave resound in my ears. They hail from beyond my darkest fears.   says:
Immy: (blinks) Oooookaaaaay....
Liam says:
Illyria (shouting on the wind): This is a purely platonic relationship, really!
  ~Elwin - Cries from the grave resound in my ears. They hail from beyond my darkest fears.   says:
Hmm...affectionate critter, isn't she?
Liam says:
Well, the neutral good Illyria is a lot more forthright and affectionate
Liam says:
the lawful good Illyria distances herself from people, and almost obsessively does what is 'right and lawful' in her eyes, a sort of obscure self-punishment for putting L'Sirr's soul to rest
Liam says:
The Neutral Illyria is kind of wicked, with a slightly regretful tone
Liam says:
the evil Illyria is a bitter, bitter woman, who wants nothing more than to recover what is lost of her soul
Liam says:
Oh! And the Neutral Illyria becomes reeeally depressed at one point
Liam says:
almost verging on contemplating suicide. You can actually kill her off that way
  ~Elwin - Cries from the grave resound in my ears. They hail from beyond my darkest fears.   says:
Complex...wow.  Who is this L'Sirr, anyway? I'm not sure I grasp that part.
Liam says:
L'Sirr is the Beholder who died near where Illyria was sleeping, and for some reason her soul was sucked into the amulet around Illyria's neck. Her soul kind of falls asleep, until in about dialogue 4 where Illyria remembers exactly what happened on that night - even a few glimpses from L'Sirr's point of view. Then L'Sirr takes <CHARNAME> and Illyria on a sort of memory trip, into her memories of>
Liam says:
the night, and you learn that she was thrown from that particular Beholder society because of her slightly 'radical' way of thinking... she thought perhaps death was not always the best way, though she seldom voiced this opinion
Liam says:
she was thrown from all she knew, the Hive, her 'family', and into Illyria's life.
  ~Elwin - Cries from the grave resound in my ears. They hail from beyond my darkest fears.   says:
And from that point on, Illyria has choices to make, regarding what to do with L'Sirr?
Liam says:
Yes
