Ayrell/Logs/07262024/Seeking Commodore Khoheke Take Two

You go west, leading your group.
[Wayfarer's Tankard, Tap Room]
Thick redwood beams frame the rough white plastered walls of the pub. Heads of various creatures and weapons are mounted on the walls for display. Near the door a gleaming suit of armor stands with blazing shield in one hand, a greatsword in the other. Booths line the interior walls while redwood trestle tables surrounded by padded leather barrel chairs are scattered throughout the tavern. The heady scent of ale mingles with the musty smell of oak burning in the stone fireplace. You also see a polished redwood counter.
Also here: Roughneck Rileos, Heart Tender Kethrai, Lady of the Watch Dantia, Sir Madigan, Darkewolff, Niliaevat Raesh Isen Ezathiel who is sitting, Desert Dancer Zersha, Lexxa, Bastion of Life Karthor, Shaman Atvus who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Kerianseray, Stalwart Seydin and Shh'oiyvh-ur Ograth Elizzibiana who is shadowed by the spectral image of a grey-eyed viper formed of fire and smoke.

Atvus says to Madigan, "Hide behind th' wall of metal is usually my goto move."

Darkewolff smiles.

You smile.

Dantia chuckles at Atvus.

Elizzibiana chuckles at Ezathiel.

Dantia touches Rileos with a confident grace.

Rileos raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.

Atvus waves to Kethrai.

Karthor waves to Kethrai.

Darkewolff walks east.

Dantia smiles at Rileos.

Madigan grins at Rileos.

Karthor waves to you.

Kethrai waves.

Atvus waves to you.

You wave to Atvus.

You wave to Karthor.

Atvus mumbles something unprintable.

Dantia gestures.

Atvus says, "Thoughts a moment."

Atvus's eyes glaze over as he loses himself in a daydream.

Kethrai says to Atvus, "Good to see you, it's been an age."

You smile at Dantia.

You smile at Madigan.

Dantia smiles at you.

Madigan smiles at you.

You curtsy gracefully to Ezathiel.

Ezathiel places his hands on his thighs and bows deeply at the waist towards you, holding the position for a moment before returning upright.

You curtsy gracefully to Madigan.

Ezathiel smiles at you.

Ezathiel nods politely to Kethrai.

Zersha glances at Rileos.

Zersha brings her fist to her shoulder.

Rileos says to Zersha, "It'll do."

Zersha grins at Rileos, her dimples flashing into view.

Rileos looks at Zersha, obviously trying not to grin.

Zersha giggles.

Madigan grins at Rileos.

Light of the World Gwenddolyn just arrived.

Gwenddolyn waves.

Kethrai waves to Gwenddolyn.

Rileos says to Madigan, "Whatcha think the odds on this meetin gettin jumped is? I'm wagerin pretty damn high."

Gwenddolyn chuckles.

Zersha looks at Rileos and sighs.

Madigan says, "That is a good bet sir."

Madigan nods to Rileos.

Rileos nods.

Madigan says, "I am going to drop a triage banner to the East of here. That is the rally point."

Gwenddolyn nods.

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the spinneret.

Rileos nods.

Dantia gives a slight nod.

Kethrai says, "Better to prepare and not get jumped, than to get jumped unprepared."

Elizzibiana takes a sip of her myn'tanyl.

Karthor nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Madigan says, "Just so."

A crash of shattering glass echoes through the area. You are overcome by a sense of wrongness.

Karthor mutters to himself.

Gwenddolyn says, "I can stay in triage like last time if need be."

Kethrai sighs.

Elizzibiana grumbles.

Madigan gestures.

Sir Madigan goes east, leading his group.

Lady of the Watch Dantia just arrived.

Zersha quietly says to Rileos, "I'll just stand behind you."

Zersha looks at Rileos, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Rileos says to Kethrai, "You ain't wrong, and we got a angry little pirate thing loves jumpin these."

Dantia nods at Rileos, obviously agreeing with his views.

Sir Madigan just arrived.

Dantia joins Madigan's group.

Dantia touches Madigan with a confident grace and heartfelt smile.

Madigan moves into position to block attacks against Dantia!

Kerianseray gazes at Rileos.

Rileos says to Zersha, "If you could faint dramatically so a bard can paint the moment that'd be fantastic. I might even catch ya."

Rileos looks at Zersha, obviously trying not to grin.

Kethrai asks Atvus, "Would you be willing to commune with Meraud here, to keep the surges at bay?"

Elizzibiana puts her myn'tanyl in her spidersilk pack.

Zersha says to Rileos, "I'll do my best."

Zersha looks at Rileos, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Kerianseray gazes at Madigan.

Madigan says, "Alright folks. Banner is to the East. That is the Rally Point and triage area if we get jumped."

Elizzibiana gets a snifter of S'Kra Mur myn'tanyl from inside her spidersilk pack.

Karthor jots down some notes.

You say, "I am aware of several people still waiting for the mammoth to get here, so we will likely wait a little before we begin, due to the travel required for this gathering."

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Rileos peers quizzically at Kerianseray.

Kerianseray gazes at her fingernails.

You smile at Zersha.

Madigan adjusts his half plate.

Kerianseray squints.

Rileos scratches distractedly at his beard.

Dantia gestures.

A crimson mist briefly appears around Dantia's arms.

Madigan says, "We can run my Kygars and get some coffee while we are here as well."

Madigan nods in agreement.

Gwenddolyn chuckles.

Madigan grins at Gwenddolyn.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Madigan gets a mug of roasted coffee from inside his traveler's pack.

Atvus suddenly blinks and wakes up from his daydream.

Atvus stretches his arms.

Atvus sneezes.

Atvus asks, "Right, so what were we doin' again? Somethin' about shenanigans?"

Atvus takes a sip of his stout.

Gwenddolyn grins at you, her dimples flashing into view.

You smile at Gwenddolyn.

Kethrai says to Atvus, "That's not plan A, but."

Kerianseray smiles at Atvus.

Rileos runs his fingers through his hair.

Dantia chuckles.

Atvus nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Atvus says, "Oh, the best shenanigans are never plan A."

You say, "It sounds like the incoming group is on the mammoth now, so it should not be much longer."

You smile.

Kerianseray traces a curving sigil in the air.

Atvus says, "The best shenanigans are the ones you wake up to after a night out at the pub."

Madigan says to Dantia, "We really need more Atvus in our lives."

Rileos nods.

Dantia grins at Madigan.

Rileos says to you, "I like your gown, very dimplomatic. Almost as much as a fancy skirt."

Rileos squints at you.

You chortle at Rileos.

Atvus says to Dantia, "Isn't that how we met? I feel like I woke up on yer boat or somethin'. It's a bit fuzzy."

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Dantia laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You say to Rileos, "A bit less stormy, however."

Rileos looks at you, obviously trying not to grin.

Kerianseray gazes at her fingernails.

Dantia says to Atvus, "Indeed, we have had some great adventurers on a boat."

You are Lady of Elamiri Ayrell Evyntine, Archmagess of Ilithi, an Elf.
You have elegant arched eyebrows, a half-opened black rose bud with a stem that curls around one of her pointed ears and exquisite lashes accentuating lustrous sapphire eyes. Your deep blue-streaked raven hair is hip length and wavy, and is worn in an elegant upswept arrangement threaded with an ornate silversteel chain twined with pale mistglass Elamiri roses. You have fair skin and a gracefully slender figure.
You are an adult.
You are in good shape.

You are wearing some dramatic icesteel chandelier earrings frosted with luminous rivertears, a formal column gown of seafoam Elven silk trimmed with glacier emerald accents, a spiraling lilac moonsilver engagement band crowned by a blue Elamiri sapphire, a lifesculpted moonsilver wedding band cradling a trillion-cut twilight sapphire and a stately pair of Elven silk ankle boots strewn with glacier emerald snowflakes.

Dantia grins.

Atvus nods.

Madigan says, "Hah, now that was a fun time."

Dantia ponders.

Madigan says, "I think we ended up here fighting some bananacakes defending the city."

Madigan grins.

Atvus says, "Then there was that time I woke up in the middle of a pirate invasion."

Dantia says, "I think it was sailing from here back to Crossing, if I remember correctly."

Atvus nods to Dantia.

Rileos says to Madigan, "That really is the best name for that nonsense."

Dantia nods to Atvus.

Commodore Khoheke just arrived.

Kethrai says, "I think when pirates do it, it's called a boarding action."

Dantia nods to Khoheke.

Atvus says to Madigan, "Come to think of it, I seem to end up fighting off a lot of invasions hangin' out with you."

Madigan snaps to attention and hails Khoheke with a crisp hand salute.

Ezathiel places his hands on his thighs and bows deeply at the waist, holding the position for a moment before returning upright.

You smile at Khoheke.

Elizzibiana nods politely to Khoheke.

You curtsy gracefully to Khoheke.

Kethrai bows to Khoheke.

Ezathiel places his hands on his thighs and bows deeply at the waist towards Khoheke, holding the position for a moment before returning upright.

Kerianseray glances at you.

Khoheke gives a courteous nod and tips his helm politely.

Rileos nods to Khoheke.

Dantia closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Kerianseray glances at Khoheke.

Karthor closes his eyes for a moment and grows still.

Madigan says, "Commodore, good to see you."

Madigan grins.

Karthor says, "Aha, that'un looks like the real thing this time."

Zersha nods to Rileos.

You say to Khoheke, "Good evening, Commodore. Thank you so much for coming."

Dantia nods at Karthor, obviously agreeing with his views.

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Khoheke.

Ezathiel gazes at Khoheke.

Atvus asks Khoheke, "Oh, er, evenin'?"

Khoheke says something in Lore speech.

Raising his Reshalia stout to Khoheke, Atvus gives him a toast.

Elizzibiana says to Khoheke something in S'Kra.

Kerianseray shakes her head.

Dantia brushes the surface of her gais diadem and begins to reel! She clutches her head in pain!

The dull orange glow fades from Madigan.

Atvus moves some Reshalia stout to his left hand.

Atvus raises his Reshalia stout in a toast.

You hear a distant but hearty chuckle as a cup of taffelberry rum punch appears in Atvus's right hand!

Gwenddolyn nods.

Gwenddolyn smiles, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Khoheke smiles at Elizzibiana.

Atvus raises his Reshalia stout in a toast.

You hear a distant but hearty chuckle as a shot of spiced rum appears in Atvus's right hand!

Atvus offers Khoheke a shot of spiced rum.

Gwenddolyn nods to Khoheke.

Khoheke declines Atvus's offer.

You say, "We have a few more who are on their way and should arrive momentarily."

Atvus nods to Khoheke.

Khoheke says something in Lore speech.

Atvus guzzles down some of his rum and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

Atvus jumps back a few feet and lands on his rump, looking dazed!

Atvus stands up.

You say, "The moons sadly did not cooperate this evening."

Kethrai blinks at Khoheke.

Kethrai quirks one ear sideways in confusion.

Kerianseray shakes her head.

Dantia quietly asks, "Am I the only one who did not catch what he said?"

Kerianseray casually observes the area.

Kethrai shakes his head at Dantia.

You shake your head at Dantia.

Dantia closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Rileos shakes his head at Dantia.

Ezathiel shakes his head at Dantia.

Dantia chuckles.

Atvus says to Dantia, "Sounded dirty, whatever it was."

Dantia just nudged Atvus.

Atvus takes a sip of his stout.

Elizzibiana chuckles at Atvus.

Atvus coughs.

Khoheke says to Atvus, "Thank you. I prefer to keep my wits about me."

Khoheke says, "Good evening. I would remove my helm, but given the history of ambushes in similar establishments, I prefer preparedness."

Dantia nods to Khoheke.

Atvus nods to Khoheke.

Rileos looks at Khoheke, obviously trying not to grin.

You nod at Khoheke, in complete agreement with his views.

Ezathiel leans over and whispers, "is there a bard here who can translate Lore speak?"

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the spinneret.

Karthor says, "Good thinkin'."

Gwenddolyn reaches up and moves her great helm about on her head.

Atvus says to Khoheke, "If ya need some extra, you can borrow mine, not plannin' on usin' 'em tonight."

You smile at Ezathiel.

Dantia says to Khoheke, "Should there be any violence, we will stand to fight with you."

Atvus takes a sip of his stout.

Ezathiel looks at you and blushes.

You whisper to Ezathiel, "I believe a couple are on the way."

Kethrai distantly says, "Just like old times."

Ezathiel nods to you.

You nod at Dantia, in complete agreement with her views.

Ezathiel leans over and whispers, "I feel bad we have to make someone so respectable wait"

Ezathiel furrows his brow.

Atvus sits down on the barrel chair.

You nod at Ezathiel, in complete agreement with his views.

Khoheke says to Dantia, "Appreciated, as always. You all have been quite valiant in deed."

Rileos gives Kethrai a slight nod.

Ezathiel blinks.

Dantia nods to Khoheke.

You smile at Khoheke.

Kerianseray smirks.

Firehawk Casari just arrived.

You smile at Casari.

Casari waves.

Ezathiel waves to Casari.

You ask Casari, "Ah, has the mammoth arrived?"

Casari looks thoughtfully at Khoheke.

Ruea just arrived.

Dantia touches Ruea with a confident grace.

You beam at Ruea!

Ruea smiles.

You hug Ruea who wraps her arms around you with a warm smile. A faint scent of violets clings to her skin.

Casari asks Khoheke, "You're not secretly a pirate, are you?"

Ruea hugs you, and you wrap your arms around her with a warm smile.

Dantia gazes at Casari.

Karthor chortles softly at some secret joke.

Rileos says to you, "Must have, it just got devestatingly attractive in here."

Ruea says to Dantia, "Thank you."

You chortle at Rileos.

Dantia nods to Ruea.

Khoheke says to Casari, "I am afraid I have never been that exciting."

Rileos glances at Ruea.

Kethrai observes Casari with fascination.

Kerianseray smiles at Casari.

Ruea winks at Rileos.

Ezathiel begins chortling at Khoheke.

Casari says, "Okay, story checks out."

You chuckle at Casari.

Madigan chuckles.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Zersha looks at Rileos, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Zersha gives Rileos a slight nod.

Casari moves over to guard you.

You say, "Hmm. That should mean that Tirost, Navesi, and Saragos should be arriving any moment as well."

Ruea chuckles.

Khoheke takes a seat near the fireplace.

Khoheke takes a seat.

Sir Madigan goes east.

Dantia taps a dark booth.

Rileos leans against a polished redwood counter.

Atvus leaps to his feet!

Shaman Atvus wanders east, leading his group.

Bastion of Life Karthor just arrived.

Karthor casually observes the area.

Sir Madigan just arrived.

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the spinneret.

Dantia taps a barrel chair.

Madigan just tried to take Dantia's hand, but she politely pulled away.

Dantia joins Madigan's group.

Elizzibiana gasps and chokes as her face takes on a bright reddish hue!

Dantia sits down on the barrel chair.

Casari says, "I think they were following Tirost."

Kethrai says to Khoheke, "The days are getting colder, aren't they."

Madigan moves into position to block attacks against Dantia!

Pilgrim Nawain just arrived, leading her group.

Illiya waves.

Dasheek nods politely.

Khoheke says to Kethrai, "Quite. Especially out on the sea."

Ezathiel waves to Illiya.

Nawain beams!

Madigan grins at Dasheek.

Ezathiel stands up.

Ezathiel stands near Illiya.

Madigan shakes Dasheek's hand.

Ezathiel hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return.

Elizzibiana gasps and chokes as her face takes on a bright reddish hue!

Ezathiel smiles at Illiya.

Khoheke asks you, "Thank you. Your letter indicated concerning detail. The pirate appears have made strides into Acenamacra?"

Ezathiel stands near a barrel chair.

Dasheek shakes Madigan's hand.

Ezathiel sits down on the barrel chair.

You nod.

Dantia grumbles.

Ruea smiles.

Gwenddolyn grumbles.

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the spinneret.

You say to Khoheke, "It seemed she intercepted a previous letter intended for you."

Casari nods emphatically.

Knight of Meraud Tirost just arrived, leading his group.

Kerianseray shakes her head.

Casari offers Navesi a faded salt-stained scroll.

Rileos nods to Tirost.

Dantia touches Tirost with a confident grace.

Dantia touches Navesi with a confident grace.

Tirost nods to Rileos.

Navesi accepts Casari's salt-stained scroll.

Dantia touches Miskton with a confident grace.

Casari exclaims to Navesi, "Thanks!"

Navesi smiles at Casari.

You say to Khoheke, "We sought to arrange a gathering, but were set upon by her men instead."

Navesi says to Casari, "Of course, and congratulations."

Casari grins at Navesi.

Navesi smiles at Dantia.

Tirost smiles at Dantia.

You smile at Navesi.

Dantia nods to Navesi.

You smile at Tirost.

Illiya bobs a quick curtsy to Navesi.

Tirost bows to you.

Rileos says to Tirost, "Didn't even have to die for this."

Elizzibiana puts her spinneret in her spidersilk pack.

Miskton nods politely to Dantia.

Navesi tucks a faded salt-stained scroll into the pocket on her instrument case.

Rileos winks and flashes Tirost a sly grin.

Tirost smiles at you.

You curtsy gracefully to Tirost.

Khoheke says to you, "Unsurprising, though given her new interest in disguises, I should encourage the Zsikiels to request additional constable patrols."

Navesi gives Illiya a slight nod.

Gwenddolyn says, "She even pretended to be him from the distance."

Zersha grins at Rileos, her dimples flashing into view.

Dantia nods at Khoheke, obviously agreeing with his views.

Veteran Apprentice Anuril just arrived.

Illiya nods to Nawain.

Anuril takes his rightful place beside Kethrai.

Elizzibiana puts her tome in her spidersilk pack.

Tirost says to Rileos, "Always a good sign on a mission."

You nod at Khoheke, in complete agreement with his views.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Kethrai places his hands on Anuril's shoulders and directs a soft, rumbling purr in his direction as Kethrai presses his forehead against Anuril's.

Madigan grins at Tirost.

Navesi politely says to Khoheke, "Commodore."

Nawain giggles.

Madigan gets some Therengian roast coffee from inside his traveler's pack.

Nawain coughs.

Tirost bows to Khoheke.

Navesi nods politely to Khoheke.

Dantia says to Khoheke, "You may wish to tell them she doesn't appear very -good- at it. But the attempt is there nonetheless."

Dantia chuckles.

Karthor chuckles.

Zersha giggles at Rileos.

You nod at Dantia, in complete agreement with her views.

You chuckle.

Khoheke smiles at Navesi.

Casari says, "It was the first time I've seen a tavern boarded, so there's that."

Dasheek shrugs.

Illiya grins at Nawain, her dimples flashing into view.

You chortle at Casari.

Tirost snaps to attention and hails Madigan with a crisp hand salute.

Gwenddolyn chuckles at Casari.

Karthor chuckles.

Madigan snaps to attention and hails Tirost with a crisp hand salute.

Illiya nods at Casari, obviously agreeing with her views.

Karthor says, "That's already become the stuff o' legend."

Ezathiel stands up.

Niliaevat Raesh Isen Ezathiel strolls east.

Shaman Atvus just arrived, leading his group.

Dantia chuckles.

Nawain hugs Atvus, who wraps his arms around Nawain with a warm smile.

Tirost grins at Karthor.

Atvus wraps his arms around Nawain, giving Nawain a great big bear hug!

Elizzibiana gets a roasted sand spider spinneret on a bed of green chili noodles from inside her spidersilk pack.

You say, "I think everyone is here now that I was aware of having been on the way."

You smile.

Nawain waves to Anuril.

Khoheke says, "Thank you all again for assisting in the assault on the Island. The Marines still speak of your prowess in taking the beachhead."

Karthor smiles.

Illiya smiles at Khoheke, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

You smile at Khoheke.

Casari nods.

Atvus waves to Anuril.

Tirost nods to Khoheke.

Zersha grins at Khoheke, her dimples flashing into view.

You nod graciously at Khoheke, giving him a polite smile.

Atvus waves to Navesi.

Anuril nods to Atvus.

Nawain sneezes.

Dantia says to Khoheke, "Of course, we are still looking forward to the opportunity to see Kauga's day in court."

Navesi nods politely to Atvus.

Atvus renders Tirost an awkward salute, nearly poking his eye out with his thumb.

Atvus waves to Dasheek.

Tirost smiles at Atvus.

Tirost says to Anuril, "Glad you made it."

Anuril grins at Tirost.

Tirost smiles at Anuril.

Illiya rests her hand on Dasheek's arm with a soft smile.

An almost visible connection between Illiya and Dasheek seems to thrum through the air.

Kerianseray gazes at Tirost.

Khoheke says to Dantia, "As am I. Unfortunately, not all Councilors agree on a just trial."

The wounds afflicting Dasheek gradually fade, corresponding injuries blooming on Illiya's flesh.

Dantia sighs.

Dantia nods.

Kerianseray shakes her head.

Nawain frowns.

Dantia says to Khoheke, "Not to derail from this discussion today, but we hope eventually they eventually come around."

Dantia nods.

Illiya seems to glow with an inner light, trailing rutilant sparks with every movement.

Kerianseray nods to Tirost.

You say to Khoheke, "It is unfortunate that we, yet again, meet under somewhat dire circumstances."

Navesi gives Kethrai a slight nod.

(Tirost's eyes pass from Ayrell to Khoheke.)

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Khoheke asks you, "You mentioned the Bulwark, and researching its interaction with these swells of strange magic. What has your research uncovered?"

Sir Madigan goes east.

Niliaevat Raesh Isen Ezathiel just arrived.

Ezathiel sits down on the barrel chair.

Sir Madigan just arrived.

You say to Khoheke, "From what I have heard, our Paladins have felt that an imbalance is shaking the Bulwar loose."

Gwenddolyn nods in agreement.

You say, "Bulwark, pardon."

You clear your throat.

Tirost nods to Kerianseray.

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Anuril whispers something to Kethrai.

Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne just arrived.

Dantia joins Madigan's group.

Illiya hugs Shaylynne, getting a smile in return.

Shaylynne hugs Illiya, getting a smile in return.

Shaylynne smiles.

Atvus leans on Nawain.

You say, "And that is seems bafflingly vulnerable against this... menace, I believe was the word used."

Atvus takes a sip of his stout.

Nawain leans on Atvus.

Kethrai nods to Anuril.

Nawain just tickled Atvus, who laughs and returns the favor.

Atvus falls over.

Atvus stands up.

Atvus sits down on the barrel chair.

Khoheke says to you, "I have felt the same strangeness, as if it's been unable to maintain the same level of integrity."

Kerianseray draws forth a silversteel longsword with a black diamond pommel.

Nawain giggles at Atvus.

Karthor strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

You nod to Khoheke.

Vaerek just arrived.

Navesi knits her eyebrows together in a thoughtful frown.

Vaerek waves.

Illiya smiles at Vaerek, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Atvus gets a white stonewear flask adorned with historic reliefs from inside his black wool cloak.

Ezathiel gazes at Khoheke.

Anuril raises an eyebrow.

Atvus pours himself a glass of dark fratvarit from his flask.

Madigan waves to Vaerek.

Tirost frowns.

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the spinneret.

You say to Khoheke, "Our hope was that you might have some insight. Or... perhaps some ideas, even, on personal speculation."

Atvus offers Nawain a glass of dark fratvarit.

Nawain accepts Atvus's dark fratvarit.

Nawain adds to Atvus's praises.

Atvus studies the faces around him.

Dantia gets a glass of mint iced tea from inside her silveress case.

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Zersha looks at Rileos, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Tirost gazes at Khoheke.

Atvus pours himself a glass of dark fratvarit from his flask.

Nawain gets an itsy-bitsy Ilithic applewood keg reinforced with howlite-studded leather straps from inside her slender rugursora.

Nawain moves a glass of dark fratvarit to her left hand.

Nawain moves an itsy-bitsy Ilithic applewood keg reinforced with howlite-studded leather straps to her right hand.

Nawain offers Atvus an itsy-bitsy Ilithic applewood keg reinforced with howlite-studded leather straps.

Atvus puts his flask in his black wool cloak.

Nawain takes a sip of her fratvarit.

Atvus accepts Nawain's applewood keg.

Miskton strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

Madigan gazes at Khoheke.

Elizzibiana gets a mug of Iron Circle coffee from inside her spidersilk pack.

Atvus squints at an itsy-bitsy Ilithic applewood keg reinforced with howlite-studded leather straps.

Atvus shakes his applewood keg!

Elizzibiana takes a sip of her coffee.

Elizzibiana takes a bite of the spinneret.

Nawain takes a sip of her fratvarit.

A waitress hands Miskton a mug of frothy cream ale.

Kethrai whispers something to Anuril.

Elizzibiana takes a sip of her coffee.

Atvus says to Nawain, "What's in this? Looks empty."

Illiya gets an anvil shaped tart with a candy sword on top from inside her encompassing shadows.

Atvus coughs.

Illiya puts her tart in her encompassing shadows.

Khoheke says to you, "Only speculation. I do not pretend to be nearly as learned as those who assisted from the Temple. I cannot take credit for the weapon we deployed that revealed the Bulwark -- only that I was a conduit."

Illiya gets a creamy strawberry tart topped with whipped cream from inside her lunchbox.

Zersha tilts her head, clearly curious about something.

Dantia nods to Khoheke.

Illiya takes a tiny bite of a creamy strawberry tart topped with whipped cream and chews daintily on it.

You nod to Khoheke.

Gwenddolyn ponders.

Rileos nods to Khoheke.

Grinning, Atvus pulls a swig from an itsy-bitsy Ilithic applewood keg reinforced with howlite-studded leather straps.

Nawain says to Atvus, "Better not be! It's frat, of course. Good frat."

Anuril whispers something to Kethrai.

Nawain takes a sip of her fratvarit.

You say to Khoheke, "At this point, we would graciously accept even your speculation."

You smile at Khoheke.

A waitress hands Kethrai a bottle of bitter ale.

Casari says, "Yes. We all believe you.. con du it."

Kethrai offers Anuril a bottle of bitter ale.

Anuril accepts Kethrai's bitter ale.

Atvus coughs.

Anuril gently kisses Kethrai on the cheek.

Karthor chuckles.

Atvus offers Nawain an itsy-bitsy Ilithic applewood keg reinforced with howlite-studded leather straps.

You gaze at Casari.

Nawain pats Atvus on the back.

A waitress hands Kethrai a flagon of Sraelhh's Revenge.

Karthor holds his hand out towards Casari for a highfive.

Nawain accepts Atvus's applewood keg.

Khoheke fixes Casari with a cold, reptilian stare.

Elizzibiana blinks at Casari, shaking her head in exasperation before resting her face in the palm of her hand. Ouch.

Dantia glances at Casari.

Ezathiel nods to Lexxa.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Anuril gazes at Casari.

Vaerek grins at Casari.

Casari and Karthor highfive each other.

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Tirost says to Khoheke, "And we are grateful for the part you played in the assault, Commodore. It took great courage, and produced significant results."

Madigan says, "Just so."

Zersha grins at Rileos, her dimples flashing into view.

Atvus takes a sip of his fratvarit.

You nod at Tirost, in complete agreement with his views.

Nawain nods to Atvus.

Miskton nods at Tirost, obviously agreeing with his views.

Navesi takes a sip of her Demise.

Khoheke says, "Thank you, and likewise. It was a fruitful partnership."

Dantia smiles.

Tirost smiles.

Anuril takes a sip of his ale.

Karthor asks, "We don't think that, er, usage? o' this Bulwark could be responsible fer its reduced integrity, do we?"

Karthor scratches his head.

Ruea nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Kethrai looks thoughtfully at Karthor.

Khoheke says, "From my own observations, I would begin with the reminder that the Bulwark serves to maintain planar integrity, with its health directly related to the purity of our soul. But -- that is my own understanding from discussing the subject with those who are far more experienced in planar matters."

You nod.

Gwenddolyn nods in agreement.

Anuril takes a sip of his ale.

Sofina leans on Zersha.

Zersha furrows her brow.

Zersha smiles at Sofina, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

The tips of Nawain's ears take on a slightly rosy hue.

A nervous tic starts up around Nawain's eye.

Navesi asks, "So how might a threat shake loose something like the Bulwark? What could do that?"

Kethrai says to Karthor, "You know, I hadn't given much thought to it before, but I think the first inklings of magic going wild started happening very shortly after the raid."

Ezathiel puts his almanac in his rucksack.

Navesi tips up her vial to take a luxurious sip of her Demise, savoring the mouthful.

Khoheke says, "Notably, I observed the Bulwark seemed to suffer as Jeihrem drew more horrible things into the space around the Island. The more horrible sorcerous energy he drew through, the bigger the cracks seemed."

Zersha gnaws on her lip.

Miskton strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

Karthor strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

You gaze at Khoheke.

Navesi frowns.

Gwenddolyn frowns.

Khoheke says, "But, again, this is beyond my own expertise, so I am firmly giving anecdotal speculation."

You nod to Khoheke.

Tirost nods to Khoheke.

Miskton asks, "Did those cracks ever seem to close up again?"

Rileos frowns.

Karthor says to Kethrai, "Hm, good point. I'm not sure on the timin' myself."

Tirost glances at Miskton.

You say to Khoheke, "That is understandable. At this point, we are all trapped in a state of only having our speculation."

Dantia gives a slight nod.

Khoheke says to Miskton, "They did, for a time, with the great expense of the soul through the Sanyu Aes device."

Zersha just nudged Sofina.

Madigan says, "That was a bloody time using the Sanyu Aes."

Navesi nods at Madigan, obviously agreeing with his views.

Tirost gazes at Madigan.

Dantia says to Kethrai, "Going back in my recollection, I believe we started sensing oddities before the Assault."

Nawain takes a sip of her fratvarit.

Khoheke says, "This feels similar to the cracks inflicted on the Island, though also entirely different in some ways -- and feels less directly tied to a specific thing."

You ponder.

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Kethrai says to Dantia, "Ah... Well. That's reassuring, even if it doesn't shed light on the mystery."

Nawain frowns.

Rileos frowns.

Khoheke says, "The Island felt like -- in a metaphor -- like a very large but specific crack in a plate of glass."

Dantia nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

Navesi nods to Khoheke.

Nawain takes a sip of her fratvarit.

Khoheke says, "Here, it feels much more like the glass has small cracks across its entire surface."

Sofina grins at Zersha.

Dantia nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Zersha looks at Sofina, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

You frown.

Zersha frowns at Khoheke.

Dantia says, "That is a helpful, if not reassuring, metaphor."

Dantia chuckles.

Nawain takes a sip of her fratvarit.

Casari says, "One big crack sounds preferable."

Tirost asks Khoheke, "Any conclusions you can draw from that? The lack of specificity? Is it possible whatever's affecting the Bulwark now is of a larger scale then whatever Jeihrem was attempting? Or do you think it is from some other cause?"

Rileos nods at Dantia, obviously agreeing with her views.

Dantia closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Kethrai asks Khoheke, "So less like a single hole for something to flow through, but like it's becoming porous?"

You quietly say, "One crack feels easier to fix than many..."

Rileos says, "Or squeezed."

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Ruea nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.

Illiya gazes thoughtfully at Kethrai.

Zersha quietly says, "We're going to need lots of glue."

Zersha gazes off into the distance.

Madigan gets some Therengian roast coffee from inside his traveler's pack.

Dantia frowns at you.

Khoheke says to Tirost, "That is the best guess I have heard, but again, I would defer to those far more educated on planar manners."

Dantia nods to you.

Tirost nods to Khoheke.

Casari says to you, "And if it breaks, there are still pieces you can use. If you can't afford another plate."

A faint sound of cracking glass echoes through the area. You feel protected.

You nod to Casari.

Navesi shivers.

Nawain hums happily to herself.

Dantia puts her tea in her silveress case.

Dasheek says, "Point: Madigan."

Madigan asks, "Commodore, the Bulwark is maintained by the collective purity of the paladin's souls...do you believe that may be a direct link to the current weakness?"

Navesi takes a sip of her Demise.

Karthor says, "Speakin' of glass...good save, whoever did that."

Madigan grunts at Dasheek.

Madigan smiles at Dasheek.

Miskton takes a sip of his ale.

Anuril takes a sip of his ale.

Illiya grins at Nawain, her dimples flashing into view.

Atvus shakes his head as if clearing it.

Navesi quietly says, "Sounds to me like continuous sorcery use among the masses could cause such a widespread and slow cracking."

Zersha gazes thoughtfully at Navesi.

Karthor nods at Navesi, obviously agreeing with her views.

You nod at Navesi, in complete agreement with her views.

Anuril nods to Navesi.

Gwenddolyn asks, "The real question is, how do we repair the cracks to stop it?"

Atvus asks, "Thank the gods none of us 'ere use that mess, eh?"

Atvus looks over his shoulder nervously.

Kethrai gives Atvus a wry grin.

Madigan raises an eyebrow in Khoheke's direction.

Nawain glances at Atvus.

Nawain blushes furiously!

Khoheke says, "I am also, admittedly, not particularly educated in the ways of sorcery, so I am not able to speculate on that subject, either."

Tirost says to Navesi, "We should speak of this more later, but I would like to hear your full reasoning for that being the primary cause of wild magic."

Casari says, "Right? Seems like anyone tapping into other planes for their normal magic would be causing more of a mess."

Navesi nods to Tirost.

Ruea chuckles.

Rileos scratches distractedly at his beard.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Khoheke says to Gwenddolyn, "I would presume from my own experience, and from your summaries, that perhaps the answer is to limit extraplanar influence and see if the cracks repair."

Zersha nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Zersha gazes off into the distance.

Tirost nods to Khoheke.

Gwenddolyn nods.

You nod.

Navesi says, "Uryutis had a few things to say on tapping into other planes, and its affect on the Aetheric canvas. Essentially, it can heal from small pokes, or so he said. But the Bulwark is something else."

Miskton says, "With all the visions lately of things apparently pushing at boundaries, that's probably easier said than done..."

Illiya nods at Miskton, obviously agreeing with his views.

Madigan smiles at Nawain.

You nod at Miskton, in complete agreement with his views.

Dantia says to Navesi, "That is precisely one of the things I hope to explore soon. Paladins had discovered that there was a distinct lopsidedness in the practices of magic, and I hope to explore what sort of balances there are and which one is tipping."

Kethrai says, "That might require orchestration of a sort we can't manage. Adventurers don't tend to listen when you tell them not to do something."

Tirost frowns.

Tirost nods to Miskton.

Navesi nods to Miskton.

Illiya says, "It would probably be almost impossible to stop all use of sorcerous magic."

Casari says, "Well, a lot of small cracks sounds an awful lot like a lot of small pokes."

Nawain grins at Kethrai.

Atvus asks, "So, seems like someone out there is doin' more than just pokin'? Maybe full on thrustin'?"

Navesi nods to Dantia.

Dasheek nods at Illiya, obviously agreeing with her views.

Anuril nods to Kethrai.

Zersha grins at Kethrai, her dimples flashing into view.

Khoheke says, "Uryutis is much more learned on matters of planes than I am. While he may be unfamiliar with the Bulwark, he sounds to be much more of an expert on planar integrity."

Navesi says to Dantia, "Excellent. I'll be very interested to follow that research."

Dantia smiles at Navesi.

You nod at Navesi, in complete agreement with her views.

Navesi nods at Khoheke, obviously agreeing with his views.

You nod to Khoheke.

Anuril takes a sip of his ale.

Navesi says, "What we should really do is get the two of you in a room together sometime."

You nod at Navesi, in complete agreement with her views.

Rileos chuckles.

Khoheke says, "Perhaps, though I admit I would be out of my depth."

Casari asks Khoheke, "Who from the Temple was the expert on the Bulwark, if you were just the conduit?"

Kethrai says, "Or more than just the two of them. Some kind of summit of everyone with specialist knowledge that could help."

Sir Madigan goes east.

Kerianseray gazes off to the east.

Tirost says to Khoheke, "He, perhaps somewhat jokingly, perhaps not, suggested that the cause of wild magic was a divine war - something that is trying to overpower or otherwise subvert the order of the Immortals."

You nod at Kethrai, in complete agreement with his views.

Kerianseray taps her foot impatiently.

Rileos nods at Kethrai, obviously agreeing with his views.

You say, "Yes, at this point we all could benefit from the wisdom of those far more knowledgeable than ourselves."

Sir Madigan just arrived.

Khoheke says, "Frankly, the one who helped me the most in navigating the bureaucracy of the Temple is no longer able to be asked for assistance."

Khoheke frowns.

Navesi says, "However, from my own theorizing, and witnessing the Sanyu Aes, I believe that the Bulwark is entirely about planar integrity, like a glass container, and Aether is like the 'stuff' inside that actually makes up the plane."

Madigan frowns.

Madigan nods to Khoheke.

Kethrai frowns at Khoheke.

You frown.

Dantia frowns.

Dantia nods.

Gwenddolyn shifts her weight.

Navesi gazes at Khoheke with a sympathetic look on her face.

Tirost nods to Khoheke.

Rileos nods.

Shaylynne takes a sip of her whiskey.

Karthor strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Navesi says, "So it may be that poking through the Aetheric canvas can be safe, but hitting into that glass wall can cause damage."

Nawain says, "I know it's entirely outside our abilities, as mortals, but... Maybe we need a... Oh, how do I put this. If the Bulwark is sort of glass like, right now, maybe instead of a solid and fragile thing, we need something more... flexible? Something that can still account for things like sorcery and Liches and such, but still be a barrier. Fabric walls still keep out the bugs, even if they're more susceptible to knives."

Nawain shifts her weight.

Rileos reaches both hands toward the earth, fingers splayed wide and eyes closed in a moment of silent communion.
Rileos's cambrinth sapling emits a loud *snap*.

A swirling vortex of brilliant light spins across the area.
Raw energies rupture near Elizzibiana, leaving her looking pale and drained.

Madigan says to Khoheke, "I believe the health of the Bulwark is tied to the collective purity of paladin's souls. If the Bulwark is imbalanced, it would seem there is something to be done with the paladin's soul to help repair it."

Anuril concentrates for several moments, a greedy expression on his face.
A fearsome mana surge is abruptly erased from existence!

Kethrai gazes thoughtfully at Navesi.

A soft purring noise comes from Vaerek's general direction.

Miskton takes a sip of his ale.

Khoheke asks Nawain, "An interesting thought. What would you suggest?"

Illiya praises Anuril.

Kerianseray smirks.

Gwenddolyn ponders.

Anuril smiles at Illiya.

Khoheke says to Madigan, "That would be my thought, as well."

Navesi nods to Madigan.

Madigan nods to Khoheke.

You nod at Madigan, in complete agreement with his views.

Shaylynne says to Navesi, "When I think about the difference, you could puncture the skin, it would heal over, with a scar, harder to break. If you break a bone, though, and it doesn't heal right, it can become weaker and brittle, easier to break again."

Navesi asks Madigan, "Have any Paladins noticed anything different with their souls lately?"

Kerianseray smiles.

Casari asks Madigan, "Need some cleansing fire?"

Navesi nods to Shaylynne.

Rileos quietly says, "Sorry, was just stayin ready cause there's a tiny pirate likes crashin these."

Khoheke says, "Navigating bureaucracy and interacting with scholars is not my own specialty, either, so I would be lost to find another suitable guide. Perhaps Tallis knows one. Certainly the Temple is seeking answers."

Dantia raises an eyebrow in Casari's direction.

Anuril grins at Rileos.

Navesi says to Rileos, "Knowing her, that's a great plan."

Ruea smiles.

Casari says to Dantia, "For the soul purification."

Casari grins at Dantia.

Tirost nods to Khoheke.

You nod to Khoheke.

Nawain says to Khoheke, "Once upon a time the elders and holy people of the West created a Barrier. Maybe we can do it again, on a bigger scale. With more of us. And more... I don't know. More Gods, more mages, more... Just more."

Nawain shrugs.

Khoheke says, "Peri'el knows I am having enough of that difficulty with the Council of Advisers."

Khoheke frowns.

Anuril takes a sip of his ale.

Navesi says to Nawain, "I respect the idea, but I think it sounds a lot harder than simply stopping sorcery use."

Dantia chuckles.

Khoheke asks Nawain, "That is a thought. Have you asked your Elders?"

Sofina goes east.

Sofina just arrived.

Kethrai takes a sip of his Revenge.

Madigan says to Navesi, "We have all experienced odd messages related to our soul for several decades...but we thought it was related to Sir Beren. Nothing, to my knowledge has changed recently."

Nawain says to Khoheke, "Oh. Errr. Our Elders don't really... Umm. They're very old, you see."

Nawain blushes a bright red color.

Navesi nods to Madigan.

Khoheke says to Nawain, "That is often common with Elders."

Nawain nods at Khoheke, obviously agreeing with his views.

Kerianseray shakes her head.

Karthor says, "It's right there in the name."

Karthor chuckles.

Kerianseray smirks to herself.

You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.

Illiya grins at Khoheke, her dimples flashing into view.

Dantia chuckles.

Nawain says, "Maybe I'll write a note. Surely they've got some youngster wrangled into reading their coorespondances by now."

Navesi nods to Nawain.

Gwenddolyn says, "I often thought that syal's bonding was had something to do with stabilizing the bulwark."

You say, "We can also perhaps prepare a letter to Tallis as well."

Kethrai says, "I reached out to Ra'Yureko about a different matter, but haven't gotten a response. He may well be somewhere beyond even the reach of the Rundmolen brothers."

Sofina grins like an idiot.

Dantia asks, "Are we... considering trying to talk folks into slowing or ceasing use of sorcery?"

Dantia raises an eyebrow.

Kethrai says, "But might be worth trying again."

Navesi nods to Kethrai.

Sofina nods to Zersha.

You nod to Kethrai.

Anuril laughs at Dantia.

Dantia says to Anuril, "I didn't say it was doable, but it was proposed."

Casari says, "Or stopping all the clerics, and moon mages, and warrior mages from poking holes in the plane."

Dantia grins at Anuril.

Khoheke says to Dantia, "That is beyond my own expertise, but trying anything is worth the effort, in my estimation."

Anuril says to Dantia, "If that's what is required we are all doomed."

Illiya nods at Anuril, obviously agreeing with his views.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Karthor says to Anuril, "A sad truth, that." = Dantia says, "Perhaps that is why we are experiencing more violent backlashes during use."

Navesi gets a fractured vial of midnight-blue Maelshyve's Demise rimmed in brilliant green from inside her canvas rucksack.

Dantia shrugs.

You nod to Dantia.

Sofina casually observes the area.

Navesi gazes thoughtfully at Dantia.

Gwenddolyn says, "The end result if they do not cease is that magic may be ceased again."

Dantia nibbles her lip thoughtfully.

Navesi takes a sip of her Demise.

Tirost says to Dantia, "But if it is extraplanar influence and not cross-realm casting, we risk alienating those who could be strong allies if we can aid in expelling that influnce and supporting the Immortals and presumably the Bulwark."

Shaylynne says to Gwenddolyn, "Or worse."

You nod at Shaylynne, in complete agreement with her views.

Rileos says to Khoheke, "You heard the name Liraxes about anyplace? It's come up and don't seem like a friendly sort."

Navesi says, "The causality could go the other way too. Perhaps sorcerous magic has gotten more powerful for unknown reasons, and this has caused further cracks in the Bulwark."

Madigan says, "This is why we bring Rileos, to ask the basic questions that need answers."

Dantia nods to Tirost.

Shaylynne grins at Madigan.

Nawain grins.

Madigan grins at Rileos.

Tirost smiles.

Nawain nods to Madigan.

Tirost nods to Madigan.

Gwenddolyn grins at Madigan, her dimples flashing into view.

Kethrai says, "And if cross-realm casting were dangerous to the fabric of the Plane of Abiding, the Immortals would probably be more vocally opposed to it."

Rileos looks at Madigan, obviously trying not to grin.

You chuckle at Madigan.

Khoheke asks Rileos, "Should I? Is that the name of one of the new pirates that have been rearing their head?"

Madigan quietly says, "Gads."

Nawain exclaims, "Probably!"

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Navesi says to Kethrai, "Harawep seemed to be, for a time."

Nawain says, "Space pirates. Or something."

Tirost smiles at Khoheke.

Casari asks, "Plane of Piracy?"

You say to Khoheke, "We speculate it could be a being somehow linked to either the Astral Plane or the Plane of Probability."

Kerianseray shakes her head.

Rileos says to Khoheke, "Doubt it. Seems connected, somethin in the plane of probability or the astral or somethin."

Rileos waves dismissively.

Tirost quietly says to Rileos, "It remains a mystery for now, it seems."

Khoheke says, "I wish I could be of more help. Not only am I beyond my depth with the esoteric, but my attention has been preoccupied with my recent appointment to the Council of Advisors, which is currently divided -- both on matters of transparency, trade, and how to best approach the increasing presence of pirates. With the news of Srinoja, I will be encouraging the Council to expand interdiction patrols as far as Acenamacra."

Navesi nods to Khoheke.

Anuril takes a sip of his ale.

Anuril moves a bottle of bitter ale to his left hand.

Dantia nods to Khoheke.

Tirost nods to Khoheke.

Casari says, "Congratulations and condolences on your promotion."

You nod to Khoheke.

Illiya grins at Casari, her dimples flashing into view.

You nod at Casari, in complete agreement with her views.

Dantia says to Khoheke, "If it would be helpful, I can send word should she be sighted in other locations."

Dantia gets a parchment map highlighting known points of Srinoja activity from inside a rugged pink backpack.

Dasheek clasps Illiya's hand tenderly.

Dasheek just took the hand of Illiya and gently kissed the back of it.

Pilgrim Nawain skips east.

Pilgrim Nawain just arrived.

Rileos asks Dantia, "Do you...do you just have maps?"

Vaerek asks, "Didn't Srinoja die and come back to life?"

Dantia smiles at Rileos.

Kethrai says to Khoheke, "I would recommend a lot of transparency in those plans with Zoluren, sir. Provincial boundaries have been a sore spot lately."

Nawain joins Dasheek's group.

Dantia shows Rileos her parchment map.

Tirost says to Khoheke, "You have been a great help. We thank you for your thoughts and your time, Commodore."

Khoheke says, "That would be helpful. As I mentioned, the Council is divided on quite a few things, but piracy is one thing that we all agree on -- just, not always on how."

Dantia says to Rileos, "I've tried to keep detailed notes on her activities."

Khoheke nods to Kethrai.

You nod to Khoheke.

Navesi says, "And by the way, if anyone would like to read the account of the use of the Sanyu Aes, it can be found among the First Land Herald archives under the name, 'Basalt Isle Assaulted.'."

Kerianseray smiles at Khoheke.

Tirost nods to Navesi.

Illiya says to Navesi, "Bassaulted."

Zersha giggles at Illiya.

Ezathiel softly says to you, "I must take my leave milady."

Karthor nods at Illiya, obviously agreeing with her views.

Ezathiel stands up.

Navesi glances at Illiya.

Madigan grins at Illiya.

Navesi frowns, shaking her head with an expression of exasperation before resting her face in the palm of her hand.

You nod politely to Ezathiel.

Ezathiel places his hands on his thighs and bows deeply at the waist towards you, holding the position for a moment before returning upright.

Casari waves to Ezathiel.

Illiya coughs.

You smile at Ezathiel.

Shaylynne nods to Illiya.

Ezathiel places his hands on his thighs and bows deeply at the waist towards Khoheke, holding the position for a moment before returning upright.

You curtsy gracefully to Ezathiel.

Rileos looks at Illiya, obviously trying not to grin.

Illiya bobs a quick curtsy to Navesi.

Niliaevat Raesh Isen Ezathiel strolls east.

Dantia closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.

Ruea smiles.

Nawain puts her keg in her slender rugursora.

Dantia gazes at her map.

Shaylynne takes a sip of her whiskey.

You say to Khoheke, "Yes, if there is anything we can do to be of assistance, we would be happy to help."

Tirost nods in agreement.

Casari nods.

Miskton asks Khoheke, "When you mention an increase in piracy, is it looking like more pirates, or the existing ones being more active?"

Dantia takes a sip of her tea.

Sir Madigan goes east.

Gwenddolyn says, "Let's hope that there is not something worse behind them."

Khoheke says to Miskton, "Both, candidly. We have taken the time to rebuild our fleets, but so have they."

Miskton nods.

You nod.

Khoheke says, "I am aware that Clerics appear to be preparing a ritual in the Temple. I will retire for the evening to release you to participate if you so choose. Once this settles down, I hope to push the council for open sessions to have transparency."

Casari says to you, "We should get a fleet."

Navesi says, "I'm particularly reminded of the moment when Jeihrem, may his festering parts never sew themselves back together, rent a visible hole in our plane. And then the radiant, perfect tridecagons and geometry of the Sanyu Aes, and how visibly it righted things."

Dantia smiles at Khoheke.

Miskton nods politely to Khoheke.

Rileos nods to Khoheke.

Atvus exclaims, "Oh, damn, the ritual!"

Atvus slaps his forehead!

Kethrai bows to Khoheke.

Tirost bows to Khoheke.

Atvus stands up.

Elizzibiana sweeps a long ceremonial headdress adorned with a multitude of colorful parrot feathers off her head and in front of her in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Khoheke at the same time.

Seydin snaps to attention and hails Khoheke with a crisp hand salute.

Navesi says to Khoheke, "Commodore, your service is greatly appreciated."

You say to Khoheke, "We thank you for your time in joining us this evening and sharing your thoughts."

Khoheke says, "Thank you all for your time. It is a pleasure to see you all, and in good health."

Vaerek waves to Khoheke.

Gwenddolyn nods to Khoheke.

Khoheke stands up.

Sir Madigan just arrived.

You curtsy gracefully to Khoheke.

Dantia stands up.

Gwenddolyn says, "Indeed."

Madigan gets some Kygar's roast coffee from inside his traveler's pack.

Casari nods to Khoheke.

Anuril nods to Khoheke.

Ruea curtsies to Khoheke.

Dantia gives a slight curtsy, barely worth the effort.

Karthor smiles.

Madigan snaps to attention and hails Khoheke with a crisp hand salute.

Kethrai says to Khoheke, "Thank you very much for meeting with us, Commodore."

Rileos says to Khoheke, "Good seeing ya again. Should wear a big gauntlet on your right hand to be safe."

Kerianseray asks Khoheke, "Looks like the gods are more important?"

Illiya bobs a quick curtsy to Khoheke.

Zersha curtsies gracefully to Khoheke.

Rileos nods to Khoheke.

Karthor raises his hand in a quick salute.

Khoheke says, "Have a wonderful evening."

Anuril takes a sip of his ale.

Illiya says to Khoheke, "Thank you for meeting with us."

Kerianseray smirks.

Khoheke raises his hand in a quick salute.

Tirost smiles at you.

Dantia says to Khoheke, "Please do reach out if there is anything we can do for your discussions with the Council."

Madigan grunts at Rileos.

Gwenddolyn raises her hand in a quick salute.

Atvus guzzles down some of his fratvarit and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

The tips of Atvus's ears take on a slightly rosy hue.

Kerianseray gazes at her fingernails.

Dasheek waves.

Atvus guzzles down some of his fratvarit and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

Nawain hums happily to herself.

Commodore Khoheke just went east.

Vaerek waves to Dasheek.

Madigan says to Dantia, "Rileos is absolutely Ambassador material."

Navesi tips up her vial to take a luxurious sip of her Demise, savoring the mouthful.

Madigan nods in agreement.

Councilor Elizzibiana jogs east.

Dantia grins at Madigan.

Dantia joins Madigan's group.

You smile at Tirost.

Dasheek nods to Vaerek.

Rileos says to Madigan, "What? He's already down one, two would just be awful."

Longshoreman Uroi just arrived.

Atvus joins Madigan's group.

Madigan says, "If anyone needs a ride, the Slave will be launching from Neh Dock."

Shaylynne blinks at Uroi.

Karthor asks, "One o' these days we'll stumble into someone what has answers, eh?"

Gwenddolyn says, "Many questions answered."

Dantia nods to Uroi.

Karthor twitches.

Navesi asks Tirost, "Shall we talk on our way to the vigil?"

Kerianseray says, "Bastard never showed his ugly face. I will find him, I swear it."

You smile at Uroi.

Miskton nods politely to Uroi.

Kerianseray goes east.

Kethrai says, "Well, now all we need to do is get a meeting with the High Priestess of the Temple. Should be easy enough."

Tirost nods to Navesi.

Navesi nods politely to Uroi.

Madigan takes a sip of his coffee.

Illiya asks, "Is anyone here opening a moongate to the vigil?"

Uroi asks, "Am I late to the party?"

Tirost asks Navesi, "Shall we journey with Sir Madigan?"

You chuckle at Uroi.

Navesi nods to Tirost.

Illiya says, "To the Crossing rather."

Vaerek says, "I have a beam outside the Empath's in Crossing if anyone needs."

Rileos says to Kethrai, "Could make a stab at that."

Uroi asks, "Who's buying drinks?"

Navesi puts her Demise in her canvas rucksack.

You say to Uroi, "Only a little tardy."

Atvus nods to Madigan.

You smile at Uroi.

Kethrai asks Uroi, "What's your poison?"

Navesi offers Uroi a fractured vial of midnight-blue Maelshyve's Demise rimmed in brilliant green.

Uroi says to Kethrai, "Yes."

Vaerek strides east.

Kethrai nods to Navesi.

Navesi says to Uroi, "Try that one on for size."

Uroi accepts Navesi's vial of Demise.

Kethrai motions to Navesi.

Karthor says to Madigan, "Oh, that sounds handy, thanks."

Nawain says to Uroi, "Which party? Want to come to the Temple? I don't think Meraud minds alcohol."

Uroi takes a sip of his Demise.

Karthor joins Madigan's group.

Navesi nods to Tirost.

Vaerek just arrived.

Miskton takes a sip of his ale.

Uroi says to Nawain, "Last time I walked into a temple, I got told I might catch on fire."

Seydin joins Madigan's group.

Vaerek says, "East and out the door."

Vaerek strides east.

Gwenddolyn says, "Good eve to you all."

Uroi says to Nawain, "Probably from the drinking."

Navesi chuckles at Uroi.

Madigan says, "Alright, heading out to the docks. Join up if you want a ride home. Also there is a moongate that Vaerek has outside."

Nawain giggles.

Uroi moves a burning silver-banded cigar to his left hand.

Uroi moves a fractured vial of midnight-blue Maelshyve's Demise rimmed in brilliant green to his right hand.

Seydin waves to Gwenddolyn.

Light of the World Gwenddolyn goes east.

Dantia puts her map in a swirling eddy of incandescent light bound by a gold-striated coralite frame.

Navesi says to Uroi, "Sounds like a trip could be good for you."

Raising his vial of Demise to Navesi, Uroi gives her a toast.

Atvus asks, "Someone say drinking?"

Madigan says, "Moving now."

Illiya just hugged Nawain.

Nawain says to Uroi, "You should just say you were there to seek Glythtide's blessing."

Sir Madigan goes east, leading his group.

Uroi takes a sip of his Demise.

Ruea grins at Uroi.

Uroi says to Nawain, "I like you."

Dasheek clasps Illiya's hand tenderly.

Nawain shakes Uroi's hand.

Vaerek just arrived.

Uroi takes a sip of his Demise.

Shaylynne grins at Nawain.

Ruea says to Uroi, "You can just admit you missed me and came to visit, you don't need excuses."

Tiny puffs of smoke rise from Uroi's silver-banded cigar as it burns.

Rileos says, "Well. That didn't tell us a lot."

Miskton takes a sip of his ale.

Illiya waves.

Nawain says, "To the Temple, where we shall all get very lost. But in a holy way."

Strawberry Nurse Illiya goes east, leading her group.

Nawain chortles softly at some secret joke.

Pilgrim Nawain skips east.

Tirost says to Rileos, "I'm not sure."

Kethrai says to Rileos, "It was a long shot. He was the guy who fired the arbalest, not the one who built it."

Navesi says to Rileos, "On the contrary, I think we may have pieced things together."

Tirost nods to Vaerek.

Rileos nods to Kethrai.

Vaerek nods.

Vaerek waves to Tirost.

Miskton says to Rileos, "More testimony that something seems to be up with the Bulwark, at least."

Anuril takes a sip of his ale.

Miskton takes a sip of his ale.

Tirost says, "Moving to the the moongate."

Navesi says, "As someone without direct access to it, the glass wall metaphor is helpful."

Vaerek strides east.

Rileos says, "I'm eager to hear what y'all gotta say cause from what I heard it wasn't nothin we weren't already knowin."

Uroi asks Miskton, "Bull-what?"

Navesi says, "See you all there."

Tiny puffs of smoke rise from Uroi's silver-banded cigar as it burns.

Rileos nods.

Shaylynne waves.

Knight of Meraud Tirost drifts east, leading his group.

Kethrai looks at Uroi, obviously trying not to grin.

Uroi says, "Must be one of those weird magic things."

Uroi shrugs.

Kethrai nods.

Uroi tips up his vial to take a luxurious sip of his Demise, savoring the mouthful.

Kethrai waggles his fingers mystically at Uroi. How nice.

Anuril nods in agreement.

Rileos says to Uroi, "You're gonna have to be my designated drinker. I don't trust just anyone with this job."

Uroi's silver-banded cigar glows faintly as it burns down.

Uroi says to Rileos, "Sounds like the best job I've had, and I've worked at some fine establishments."

Shaylynne says to you, "I'm going to head out for the vigil."

Rileos chuckles.

Uroi tips up his vial to take a luxurious sip of his Demise, savoring the mouthful.

Shaylynne hugs you, and you give her a smile in return.

Rileos nods to Shaylynne.

Rileos says, "More work."

Rileos sighs.

Kethrai says, "At the very least, Srinoja didn't set the bar on fire this time."

Shaylynne nods politely to Uroi.

Shaylynne smiles at Rileos.

Uroi says to Kethrai, "This bar serves better drinks."

Uroi's silver-banded cigar glows faintly as it burns down.

Tipsy Trailblazer Shaylynne wanders east.

Wind Runner Aerivyn just arrived.

Rileos raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.

Aerivyn waves to Uroi.

Casari joins your group.

Roughneck Rileos moseys east.

Uroi says, "Like -- not milk."

Raising his vial of Demise to Aerivyn, Uroi gives her a toast.

Raising his Sraelhh's Revenge to Uroi, Kethrai gives him a toast.

With a graceful flutter of her hands, Zersha sinks down in a formal curtsy.

Kethrai takes a sip of his Revenge.

Desert Dancer Zersha goes east.

Ruea chuckles.

Ruea hugs Aerivyn, who wraps her arms around Ruea with a warm smile.

Aerivyn just hugged Ruea.

Aerivyn grins at Ruea.

Ruea waves her hand distractedly.

Aerivyn blinks.

Aerivyn says to Ruea, "Good gods, yes."

Uroi winks.

Ruea laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Aerivyn grins at Uroi.

Uroi says to Ruea, "I can't say I've ever tried that to have an opinion."

Aerivyn says to Ruea, "If that's the option, I'm going to ALWAYS be late."

Kethrai takes a sip of his Revenge.

Ruea says to Uroi, "The world is an unusual place and there are many Empaths afoot, never feel too secure."

Kethrai angles an ear toward Ruea slightly, but otherwise ignores her.

Uroi says, "I for one prefer not to have many Empath feet."

Aerivyn chuckles.

Ruea raises her voice in merry laughter.

Tiny puffs of smoke rise from Uroi's silver-banded cigar as it burns.

Kethrai says, "We do have a lot of them to spare, at least."

Uroi says to Kethrai, "Hopefully not more than two."

Tiny puffs of smoke rise from Uroi's silver-banded cigar as it burns.

Aerivyn says, "It helps that healers can regrow them."

Kethrai says to Uroi, "Most days I grow a dozen new legs before lunchtime."

Kethrai nods to Aerivyn.

Aerivyn ponders.

Tiny puffs of smoke rise from Uroi's silver-banded cigar as it burns.

A light haze of smoke wafts off Uroi's silver-banded cigar.

Kethrai says, "Hm, maybe that was too morbid. I blame the booze."

Kethrai takes a sip of his Revenge.

Uroi laughs at Kethrai.

Aerivyn says to Kethrai, "I went there, too, so if it was too morbid, it's both our faults."

Uroi asks Kethrai, "What's that a mix of?"

Aerivyn chuckles.

Kethrai sniffs at a flagon of Sraelhh's Revenge.

Aerivyn says, "And I can't blame booze, because I'm still sober, for some reason."

Aerivyn ponders.

Kethrai says, "I think it's a bit of every bottle that isn't empty."

Kethrai says, "And some... pineapple juice? Guess that makes sense here."

Uroi says to Kethrai, "Every drink on the Islands seems to have pineapple juice."

Anuril chortles softly at some secret joke.

A light haze of smoke wafts off Uroi's silver-banded cigar.

You ponder.

You say, "I suppose I should be making my way to the Temple before it gets much later."

Casari nods to you.

Kethrai says, "Can't blame them, if I could go grab one fresh off a tree I'd put it in everything too."

Tiny puffs of smoke rise from Uroi's silver-banded cigar as it burns.

You smile.

You curtsy gracefully to Uroi.

You say to Uroi, "It was good to see you again."

Uroi says to you, "A pleasure, as always."

You smile.

Kethrai asks, "...do they grow on trees?"

Kethrai ponders.

You go east, leading your group.